Arthur:
No we can't do it, Olive and I have not performed together for too long.
Olive:
Well that's true.
Stan Butler:
I was only asking you to do the foxtrot, not bleedin' 'Last Tango in Paris'.
Stan Butler:
He's gonna be annoyed, he's got it but it's not much use to him.
Olive:
Story of Arthur's life.
Olive:
Will you come with me?
Arthur:
Don't talk wet.
Mrs. Briggs:
No wonder you want me to take sleeping tablets, you're a sex maniac!
Arthur:
With the grace of God I'll have to go to confession in the morning.
Wally Briggs:
Did you hear that?
Mrs. Briggs:
Yes but don't let it give you ideas.
Jack:
Olive's been crying all morning, what happened to her last night?
Stan Butler:
Nothing, that's why she's crying. I think mum did alright -he carved another notch in his walking stick.
Jack:
I've been telling the girls about that mystery tour we're going to take them on tonight.
Stan Butler:
What mystery tour?
Jack:
You know, that one at 9'o clock, on the beach.
Stan Butler:
Oh that mystery tour.
Stan Butler:
I'm sorry you broke your foot.
Inspector 'Blakey' Blake:
[suprised] Thanks.
Stan Butler:
It should've been your neck!
Stan Butler:
Have you had it off with her yet?
Inspector 'Blakey' Blake:
How dare you! She happens to be a very respectable young woman, we're getting rather close.
Stan Butler:
'Ow romantic, she's fallen in love with his big toe.
Jack:
That's the best part of him!
Olive:
Ere Arthur, as mums got the kid in with her we've got the bedroom to ourselves, be like a second honeymoon. Coming to bed now Arthur?
Arthur:
[Looking at floor] I do believe this needs another scrub
Olive:
But if you do that I might be asleep when you come in.
Arthur:
Oh dear me.
Stan Butler:
It's Mavis over there - without her mum!
Arthur:
[Seeing Olive's swimming costume - a bikini] Have you gone raving mad? What made you buy that?
Arthur:
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Everybody out - no-one's allowed in the pool till that lady's covered up.
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[Pointing to Olive]
Arthur:
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Stan Butler:
Cor blimey what a sight!
Inspector 'Blakey' Blake:
You lecherous moron you.
Mrs. Hudson:
What's going on?
Stan Butler:
Nothing, I was just going to ask your daughter if we can have a drink.
Mrs. Hudson:
Good idea, we can all go together.
Jack:
Ere, what do you like?
Red Cross Nurse:
You know, a bit of the old shake, rattle and roll.
Jack:
That can easily be arranged, why not come with me then. Old Blakey wont teach you anything, not here or anywhere else!
Stan Butler:
Ave a drop of champagne, best not waste it. Come to think of it, best not waste anything else either!
Olive:
Oh Arthur, the smell of paint might keep me up all night...
Arthur:
The state my back's in nothing else will!
Arthur:
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