It's a shame 'cause it's so awkward for me to get to work since we've moved. Where's that key to 15 Clittingham Avenue? What are you talking about? I mean, when I was 15, I was going out with a bloke who was 21. You don't mind, do you? How about a little cigarette? She sometimes looks like a jellyfish, with the tendrils flapping away, or like some monster who has made a dress out of the leftover bits of red meat of her victims. This is something, Ange, I always used to tell my customers, and it always works. Let's face it, Ange, when you're 15, you don't want to go out with a bloke who's 15, do you? Well, I mean, if your husband runs off with another woman. Do you like Demis Roussos? I know she's a nurse but I'm his bloody wife! I'm so pleased to meet you.
I'm sorry, I do apologise. He's got one of those purple vests on and a great big fat belly sticking out, like this! Ange, it's going to be really nice tonight. Imagine making love to this! Laurence, if you want olives, would you put them out? For God's sake, just move it back there, please. Beverly tops up the drinks. And I met Tony and we were married within a year, weren't we? I might have seen her. Laurence, get some light ales too.
Do you want me to make a sandwich? I never knew you could dance so well. You see, the thing is, Ange, when he started going on about his pictures, I should have kept quiet, but I couldn't. I don't only like Minis. Laurence, we don't want to listen to classical music at the moment. Can you take a little bit of criticism? Mind, I reckon you're better to let her go out with as many blokes as she wants to at that age rather than stick to one.
You were supposed to have it back before lunch. Angela reveals that Tony has a temper. Tony would like Bacardi with ice and lemon. That would make you completely independent of Tone. I'm not saying there'll be any trouble, but teenagers have a drink and get over-excited.
It was my nerves that failed me last time, Ange. Now, will you try and sip that for me, Sue? They're dancing and the next thing, it's cigarette on your carpet and stubbed out. But I've got a cigarette. You just can't keep your big mouth shut! Let's face it, Sue, whatever you say about him, he is their father. Got this fantastic record I'll play, Ange.
If you carry on, I'll faint. Did you know my husband used to be a professional footballer? What time are you having your bath? It reminds me of a little. You see, to me, having to go into hospital would be like being ill, and I couldn't stand that. The music from Abigail's party becomes audible. We've been married nearly three years. I must get these out the way.
I'll fall in with you, Mrs Cushing. Angela suffers cramp in her foot and Tony goes to help her. Beverly invites her new neighbours, the timid Angela Janine Duvitski and her sullen ex-soccer player husband Tony John Salthouse , over for drinks. I'm sorry, Sue, but he has. She's only having a joke. New neighbours Angela, a nurse, and Tony, her computer-operator husband, arrive.
For Christ's sake, Laurence, give it a rest! Beverly's husband, Lawrence comes home late from work, just before the guests arrive. Oh, but I suppose, like, when your kids go over there it's nice for her - 'cause she's got a ready-made family. Now, Laurence, listen to me. No, I can't say I do. Well, it's like Tony and me.