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If anyone is feeling anxious, worried or maybe you just want a chat, please, please do not come crying to me.
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Sister Michael
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I’ll find some dirt on you yet, boy; I have people working on it.
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Granda Joe
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Well I am not being an individual on me own.
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Claire
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We got the gist. They ran out of spuds, everyone was raging.
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Michelle
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I don’t really believe in lesbians.
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Orla
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We could, we could sell our organs, or, and forgive me if this is a bit left-field, but could we not you know, get jobs?
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Claire
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I'm a Derry girl!
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James
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A fitting rendition of what I consider to be the most godawful song ever written.
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Sister Michael
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I have locked my mother in a cage designed by her own art.
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Erin
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I just think you should be able to compliment a person's eyebrows without having her personality dragged into it.
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Aunt Sarah
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You can’t ring Childline every time your mother threatens to kill you.
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Michelle
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Don't cry Erin, he's in a better place now, unless he's not, you know, cause unless he's gone to hell.
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Orla
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I don't like it, okay! It's too greasy, it's much, much too greasy, even the smell of it makes me feel physically sick!
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James
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Relax, love, we've a good two or three hours before the rioting starts.
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Granda Joe
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Don't say knickers in front of your father, he can't cope!
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Ma Mary
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The slightly taller fella, he says to me, says he, 'Do you know who we are? And I says to him, says I, 'Well I can't be sure now, maybe if you took off the balaclavas.'
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Uncle Colm
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Well I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m not enjoying this bomb.
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Aunt Sarah
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I will be taking this class for the rest of the term, which makes me want to pull off my own face, but needs must.
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Sister Michael
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It wasn't bullying, it was attempted bullying.
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Erin
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You’ve never even kissed a boy before. You practice on your pillow sometimes, but you don’t think that’s the same.
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Orla
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I'll never understand the point of you.
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Granda Joe
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You say another bad word about Coronation Street and you may leave this house and never return!
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Ma Mary
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My collarbone was sort of poking through my skin, and now I haven't got so much as a photograph to look back on.
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Aunt Sarah
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Ok I'm not buzzing about the sexism, but the fact he wants to thump James is a wee bit exciting.
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Michelle
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