- Tom: [running back and forth on the roof] Me brush! Where's me brush! I'll get clouted if I can't find me brush!
- Tom: [walks over to Mr. Grimes who is drunk on the donkey] Where's this then Mr. Grimes?
- Mr. Grimes: [slurred] "Where's this then?" China! Where does tha think? Yorkshire! Can't tha see it's Yorkshire?
- Tom: I know it's Yorkshire, Mr. Grimes!
- Mr. Grimes: Well then.
- [donkey brays]
- Tom: I never seen it clean before.
- Mr. Grimes: We're in the country!
- Tom: Oh, is that what they call it? Lovely, innit Mr.Grimes?
- [looks around]
- Mrs. Tripp: [Upon answering the door, Mrs. Tripp looks at Tom, before turning her gaze to Mr. Grimes]
- [to Mr. Grimes]
- Mrs. Tripp: What a disgusting, filthy disgrace to humanity you are!
- Mr. Grimes: [looking puzzled and slurring] I'm Crimes.
- Mrs. Tripp: You're drunk, sir.
- Mr. Grimes: Nevertheless, I'm Crimes
- [cannot say Grimes as he is still drunk]
- Masterman: [giggles]
- Mr. Grimes: [looking at Masterman, then to Mrs. Tripp] Well, does tha want the chimneys swept or does tha not want the chimneys swept?
- Mrs. Tripp: Mmm...
- [nods head towards door]
- Mrs. Tripp: Come in.
- [Towards Tom, who had begun to pick up Toby]
- Mrs. Tripp: And you can leave that thing outside for a start.
- Masterman: [grabbing Tobys lead] Come here. Mr Grimes...
- [passing Mr. Grimes his sweeps]
- Masterman: There's your bags.
- Mrs. Tripp: Now then. Listen to me, all of you. I've dust sheeted all the rooms where there's chimneys to be swept. You've brought plenty of soot bags, I see?
- Mr. Grimes: Yeah.
- Mrs. Tripp: Well use them! Because I warn you, one speck of soot in any of those rooms... and not a penny piece will you get from me.
- Masterman: [salutes to Mrs. Tripp] Yes, Ma'am.
- Mrs. Tripp: Well come on, get on with it then!
- Elly: [When Ellie first meets Tom] Aren't you frightened of being in the dark?
- Tom: Sometimes... but I'm more afraid or Mr. Grimes.
- Elly: Mr. Grimes?
- Tom: Clouts me.
- Elly: Clouts you?
- Tom: Hits me... regularly... 'cross the ear 'ole.
- Elly: Why don't you tell your parents?
- Tom: Me what?
- Elly: Your Mother and Father.
- Tom: Ain't got no mum or dad.
- The Kraken: [as his sphere drifts away from Tom] I shall be watching you, boy! I shall be watching! I shall be...
- Killer Shark: Right into our trap.
- Eel: Right into it.
- Killer Shark: Rather tragic when you think about it.
- Eel: Very.
- Killer Shark: [laughs]
- Eel: Why are you laughing?
- Killer Shark: I'm thinking about it.