(..) You're a bit like my dad. He's dead. No, sorry. Molly, please don't feel the need to make conversation, it's really not your area. When he was dying, he was always cheerful, he was lovely, except when he thought no-one could see. I saw him once, he looked sad. Molly. You look sad, (..)

(..) your still alive. You've paid me several compliments. Let me pay you one in return, When I said if I were assured of the former eventuality, I will cheerfully accept the latter. I'll be sure to send my regards to the happy couple. Another time then... Which coach are we? We should be just.... Here. (..)

(..) l should've listened to you,Jiminy. No, it was my fault. l shouldn't have walked out on you. Guess l'll never see my father again. Oh, buck up, son. lt could be worse. Be cheerful, like me. Aw, take it easy, son. Come on, blow. Thatta boy. Oh, well, it stopped raining anyway. (..)