[
repeated line]
Alf Stewart:
Stone the flamin' crows!
[
Alf's crab "Claws" has been stolen]
Alf Stewart:
Oh, I should have known, I should have known! He was out there on his own like that, a prime target!
Celia Stewart:
Alfred, who on earth are you talking about?
Alf Stewart:
Claws!
Celia Stewart:
Santa Claus?
Alf Stewart:
Oh, don't be so stupid, Celia! Claws the crab! Someone's stolen him!
Celia Stewart:
Oh, don't be ridiculous, Alfred. Why would anyone want to steal a crab?
Alf Stewart:
Well, I don't know! That's what I keep asking myself. To make matters worse, the flamin' outboard motor packed-in and I had to row all the way back. I'm gonna be stiff as a board tomorrow!
Kirsty Sutherland:
How's Matilda?
Kim Hyde:
All right, no thanks to me.
Irene Roberts:
Oh, will you give it a rest!
Morag Bellingham:
Well, if it isn't the young man who insulted me on the beach a few days ago.
Noah Lawson:
It's Leah. She's gone into labour.
Irene Roberts:
What?
Alf Stewart:
Hogan's Ghost!
Donald Fisher:
Sophie. Maybe you could just refresh our memories and read the Elliot passage for us again.
Sophie Simpson:
[
hoarse] Oh, I can't, sir.
Donald Fisher:
Oh? And why not, may I ask?
Sophie Simpson:
Sore throat from last night.
Donald Fisher:
What?
Sophie Simpson:
You know, from throwing up.
Donald Fisher:
Oh, yes, all right, Sophie, all right. Spare me the details. I suppose we'll have the privelage of hearing your gulsid tones one of these days.
Josh West:
Are you just using me for my car?
Dani Sutherland:
And for your lips. But mainly for your car.
Alf Stewart:
[
after Don is given the wrong olympic torch] Don! Stop! It's the wrong flamin' Flame!
Morag Bellingham:
[
to Colleen] What the hell are you talking about you stupid woman?
Alf Stewart:
[
after arguing with Travis] Go, You left-wing Greenie Yahoo!
Max Sutherland:
[
after being knocked out by Henry in a Boxing Match at School] Did I win?
Irene Roberts:
[
frequent expression of exasperation] Gawd Save Ireland.
Kit Hunter:
My Dad always said, "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy."
Sally Keating Fletcher:
[
telling off Jack who's trying to make himself Taller] This Family's falling apart and all you're worried about is how tall you are!
Alf Stewart:
[
depressed after Ailsa's death] I don't care if the flamin' diner sinks to the bottom of the sea
Pippa Fletcher:
[
imitating Alf] He's talkin' through his flamin'hat!
[
trying to put together a chair with a then-alcoholic Irene]
Alf Stewart:
[
shouting] You couldn't read instructions if they were written a mile high in whiskey bottles, and that's saying something!
[
to a saxaphone player]
Alf Stewart:
Oi! Cut that out immediately!
[
Adam is trying to catch a killer shark]
Adam Cameron:
[
to Steven] Should have known you'd shoot your mouth off.
Andrew Foley:
Yeah, well it's just as well somebody did! Now what the hell do you think you're playing at?
Adam Cameron:
It's called fishing.
Andrew Foley:
It's called idiocy! You don't know the first thing about sharks!
[
to "Australian Idol" finalist Paulini]
Colleen Smart:
I voted for you, Paulini, and so did Lancey! You're not a loser to us!
Colleen Smart:
What if their plane's hijinked? You'll never forgive yourself!
Sarah Thompson:
[
after a Particularly Bad Hairdo] I look like Ronald McDonald and Shirley Temple rolled into one!
Tom Nash:
[
Travis helps Gypsy up after she falls during rollerblading and Tom jumps to conclusions, not knowing who Travis is] What are you, the local pervert or something?
Joel Nash:
I think you might find, kids, that this is your uncle.
Colleen Smart:
I couldn't bear to spend my last days surrounded by boiled cabbage and incompetence pads!
Josie Russell:
Irene?
Irene Roberts:
Eh?
Josie Russell:
Could you get Tasha to sit down and talk to me, please?
[
Irene scoffs]
Josie Russell:
I just want her to realise that this whole resort thing isn't personal, it's just a job.
Irene Roberts:
Yeah, well I'm sorry, but I can't help you.
Josie Russell:
You can't or you won't?
Irene Roberts:
Both. You know, even if I wanted to, which I don't, there's no way Tasha's going to listen to anything you have to say.
Alf Stewart:
He's as crooked as a dog's hind leg!
Alf Stewart:
You've been drinking!
Jesse McGregor:
Look, mate, it's none of your business.
Alf Stewart:
I'll make it my flamin' business if you're gonna go out serving the customers half-sloshed!
Alf Stewart:
If you ever speak to my granddaughter again like the way you did before, I'll be all over you like a cheap suit!
Jesse McGregor:
Is that a fact?
Alf Stewart:
You'd better flamin' believe it!
Peter Baker:
Excuse me, sorry to interrupt.
Alf Stewart:
[
to Jesse] What have you done now?
Jesse McGregor:
Keep out of it!
Colleen Smart:
Oh, and I wouldn't put it past him to have thrown that Mongolian cocktail as well!
Leah Patterson:
Yeah, well the police have cleared him of throwing that *molitov* cocktail.
Josie Russell:
I beg your pardon?
Morag Bellingham:
As well you should!
[
about the now-homeless Jesse]
Colleen Smart:
You know what they say - he's made his bed, and now he'll have to lay under it... or under a bridge! That's what they say about those hobos, isn't it?
Robbie Hunter:
[
on the sands Resort Development Protest] We can't lie down in front of Bulldozers!
Martha McKenzie:
Why not?
Robbie Hunter:
Because I don't want my pants pressed while I'm wearing them!
Alf Stewart:
One chocolate shake and a Simpson.
Curtis Reed:
A What?
Alf Stewart:
An OJ!
Diana Fraser:
Let's hope Chloe keeps the same consistency.
Lachlan Fraser:
Mum, she's not a bowl of custard!
Sally Keating Fletcher:
Are you and James getting married?
Chloe Richards:
[
sarcastically] No, me and Alf.
Morag Bellingham:
Donald, how lovely to see you.
Donald Fisher:
Morag, you almost make that sound believable.
Josh West:
Morag!
Morag Bellingham:
Mrs. Bellingham to you!
Josh West:
Er, yes... Care for a drink?
Morag Bellingham:
No, thank you, I only drink with friends.
Lance Smart:
[
miserable] Hey, Marty, what're you doing?
Martin Dibble:
What does it look like? It's called packing.
Lance Smart:
Well... why?
Martin Dibble:
I don't know, 'cause that's what they call it!
Graham Walters:
[
after marrying Amanda] A bottle of your finest bubbly, please!
Alf Stewart:
Oh, got something to celebrate, do you?
Graham Walters:
Yes, we do. Everybody, I'd like to introduce Mrs. Amanda Walters.
[
Alf, Irene and Colleen stare in shock]
Graham Walters:
We just couldn't wait to share our love for each other.
Alf Stewart:
Well... Let me be the first to congratulate you.
Irene Roberts:
[
nods slowly] Yeah, that's... wow.
Graham Walters:
Colleen?
[
Colleen simply stares, then downs the rest of her drink]
Colleen Smart:
Wait until Madge Wilkins hears about this!
[
storms out]
Colleen Smart:
You know what they say, Every clown has a silver lining.
Irene Roberts:
Colleen, You're an idiot.
Beth Hunter:
[
about Robbie] I went out to get the paper and look who followed me home. Can we keep him?
Colleen Smart:
Well, it isn't hard to figure out what's going on, Maximus. I wasn't born yesterday!
Max Sutherland:
You can say that again. I mean, you're very smart, Mrs. Smart.
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