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Jim: Those foreign holidays are a swizz. Them bloody travel agents are ripping every bugger off and mugs like him fall for it. There's nowt you can do abroad that you can't do here
Barbara: (sarcastically) How about having a good time?
Jim: Good time my arse. They spend half the time on the bloody khazi having the wild shites!
Jim: Right, where's me newspaper? I'm off to the khazi to try for a baby of me own!
Denise: Dad! Your flies are open
Jim: Ah, the cage may be open but the beast is asleep
Barbara: Beast my arse!
Jim: (about Richard Branson) You can't get as rich as he is without being as tight as a camel's arse in a sandstorm, can you? He wouldn't give you the steam off his piss, that fella!
Norma: (heading for the toilet) I'd like to take "The People" and "The News of The World" and, ooh, what's that free paper you get? I like looking at that
Jim: Bloody hell Norma, how constipated are you? You've got half of Fleet Street under that arm!
Twiggy: (having just arrived for lunch) Don't worry about me Barb, I'll eat any old shite!
Barbara: There's too much swearing in this house. That'll be you Jim, you taught them that!
Jim: My arse I did!
Norma: I don't mind so long as I'm back for Heartbeat. Ooh, I'm not missing that, I might as well be dead!
Jim: You've been raising our hopes with that one for the last 15 years Norm
Barbara: How's your diet going Cheryl?
Cheryl: Yeah, really good thanks Barbera. I lost four pounds
Barbara: Oooh! That's good
Cheryl: But I put two back on.....then another two.....I've not gained any!
Barbara: Well, it's steady. Stick to it!
Barbara: (talking about Cheryl) She's just joined Weight-Watchers
Jim: Weight-Watchers? A room full of fat arsed women being told not to shovel food into their gobs? 
Jim: (reading the phone bill) Ninety-eight quid? It's good to talk my arse!
Jim: (reading one item on the phone bill) Two pound fifty! Good job she's cured her stutter!
Jim: (talking about the intelligence of 'Family Fortune's contestants) That Les Dennis is no better! If you put his brain in a bloody hazelnut they'd still rattle
Mary: That's a nice camera that Barbara
Barb: Yeah, we got it from Argos.....what did we get that for Jim?
Jim: For taking bloody photographs
Denise: (crying) I'm not getting married next Saturday!
Jim: Good, that's a good few bob saved, lets get back to bed
Barbara: Jim!
Denise: What time are we going down The Feathers?
Jim: Soon as you're ready!
Cheryl: I'll just nip home and make myself beautiful
Jim: You're only coming for last orders then?
Barbara: Well, I don't care what anyone is.....whether they're gay, straight or Australian
Barbara: (looking in mirror) Do you know, I am looking my age! Just these last few months it's crept up on me. Mind you, it could be worse. At least I've still got my schoolgirl figure
Jim: I must clean that mirror
Jim: (talking to Dave about Barbara's menopause) The trouble with me lad, is that I'm too bloody easy going! She walks all over me. I mean that day she works in the bakery, it can be half seven, quarter to eight before my tea is ready. But I don't say anything, I just get on with it!
Jim: .....and he's still got ginger bollocks
Barbara: Ooh, that reminds me - I've got some oranges if somebody wants one
Jim: How does your mind work?
(all talking about Anthony's new girlfriend)
Norma: Who's Emma?
Jim: I think you know her; Emma Royd
Norma: Who's Emma Royd?
Jim: Well, she lives up your back-passage
(Jim and Barbara are watching Changing Rooms)
Jim: I don't believe it! Look at old nancy boy tie-dying the neighbours bloody curtains. I'm glad we don't pay our bloody television license
Mary: Our Cheryl was a tiny baby.....weighed just 6 pounds
Jim: Who did?!! Cheryl?!!!
Barbara: YES!
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