- Jonny: [having called off the engagement] You're not upset?
- Richard: She's lovely, but I trust you. Your mother, on the other hand...
- Caroline: [unknowingly addressing party guests] Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the happy couple.
- Richard: [to Jonny] In the unlikely event of an emergency landing, the cabin crew will direct you to the nearest available exit...
- Richard: [now walking toward Caroline] Okay baby, let's get you drunk.
- Interviewer 2: You're a lovely girl, but I'm just not sure...
- Kim: Let me try. You're just not sure I'm the right kind of girl for your clients. It's hard to say why exactly, but it's probably something to do with the fact that I'm not called Arabella, or Isabella, or anything-Bella. That I don't have hundred-quid highlights, perfect nails, or, I'm just guessing here, expensively trimmed pubes. So even though I might be the only person with actual experience, and actual work in the actual real world, and you know I'd try really really hard, I'm just not the right kind of girl. Is that about the size of it?
- Interviewer 2: About there, yes.
- [answering phone]
- Interviewer 2: This is Bella.
- Jonny: I have an idea that I would like to run by you. How, how, how would you feel if we didn't get married? How, how would that sit with you?
- Chloe: Good idea.
- Jonny: Really? You're okay with this?
- Chloe: Of course I'm not okay with it.
- Jonny: Look, I understand it's bad timing.
- Chloe: Do you really?
- [shouts]
- Chloe: Ending a 5 year relationship in the middle of our engagement party? Yes, I think that constitutes bad timing.
- Georgie: Three golden rules of chalet girling. One, no friends up in the chalet. Two, you can party all you like as long as breakfast is on the table at eight. You oversleep, you can pack your bags.
- Kim: Friends, breakfast - check.
- Georgie: Three, no sleeping with the clients. Unless they're fit. Or minted. Or hitting on you.
- Kim: Basically there's only two rules.
- Georgie: Basically, yeah.
- Caroline: She's a chalet girl. My God, it is such a cliché. I wouldn't have minded so much if you were discreet, but Bernhardt said the two of you were all over each other. On the beginner slope.
- Jonny: Bernhardt could learn a few things about being discreet himself.
- Caroline: Honey, do you realize what you're risking, here? You have to stop this right now, or I will!
- Jonny: This isn't Jane Austen, Mum. Look, when you and Dad met...
- Caroline: Enough, Jonathan. I just think you can do better.
- Jonny: Well, I don't think Dad could have done better.
- Caroline: Look, your father and I, we got lucky. But believe me, this girl is only after one thing.
- Kim: [walking up] Yeah, and it was great.
- Caroline: [turning] Is there a reason you're still here?
- Jonny: Look, Kim, can we just...
- Kim: Oh, there's a noise. I can't quite... oh that's right, it's a lying bastard.