- [first lines]
- Quigley: What's this?
- Donal: It's a bunker, Mr. Quigley.
- Quigley: No, Donal, a bunker has sand in it.
- Liam: Ah, we're onto that; but it's a question of cashflow.
- Quigley: Here's fifty pounds. Get five tons of washed sand from the builders' merchants in Kildargen, and fill in this so-called bunker, and I do *not* want to be called out here again.
- Liam: Right you are, Mr. Quigley.
- [Quigley leaves]
- Donal: Cash up front?
- Liam: This is the easiest fifty pound we ever made.
- [last lines]
- Fr. Mac: I hope you don't think that I was, ah, bullying you this morning.
- Quigley: No, not at all.
- Fr. Mac: But you really need to spend more time out of the house.
- Quigley: I know; I realize that. And there are people who rely on me. Caviar.
- Fr. Mac: Caviar. That's very kind of you.
- Quigley: Not at all.
- Fr. Mac: Carpe diem.
- Quigley: Best beluga.