- Mike: Don't want to go into your party?
- Tim: But they were playing 'The Time Warp', I hate 'The Time Warp'!
- Mike: Daisy likes it.
- Tim: So what? I hate it! It's boil-in-the-bag perversion for sexually repressed accountants and first-year drama students with too many posters of Betty Blue, The Blues Brothers, Big Blue and Blue Velvet on their blue bloody walls!
- Tim: Do you think we're getting old, Mike?
- Mike: Everyone gets old, Tim. Everyone except my cousin Adam.
- Tim: What's so special about your cousin Adam?
- Mike: He is getting younger.
- Tim: Bastard. What are we gonna do?
- Mike: There's nothing we can do, the government know, they keep it very hush-hush.
- Tim: I'm not talking about Adam! I'm talking about what we're gonna do now!
- Tim: [they can hear the techno music from Amber's party above, so Daisy turns up the volume of their naff 80s pop music] What is this? This is rubbish! We should be listening to firm young melodies, kicking tunes, thumping bass... God, I sound so stupid!
- [after Tim spitefully begins making moaning noises in the proximity of Daisy's phone call]
- Richard: Daisy! I can hear sex noise!
- Tim: What with the Skaterama at the East Finchley Uberbowl and the Tripods convention in Swindon, most of my friends are otherwise engaged.
- [Tim answers the door. It's Mike, but also two teenage girls. Tim smiles at them]
- Amber's Friend #2: Oh, hi. We're looking for the party.
- Tim: Er, yeah, well, come on in.
- Amber's Friend: Are you Amber's dad?
- Tim: [laughs, then his smile fades] It's upstairs.
- [as they go up the stairs]
- Tim: I think you might have missed the puppet show, though!
- Amber's Friend, Amber's Friend #2: Fuck off!
- Tim: [angrily] What did you say?
- Mike: They said "fuck off".
- Tim: I know what they said, Mike! Little cow, standing there with her bloomin' purple hair and her alcopops, giving it all that...
- Twist Morgan: Daisy. Don't you look nice? Bit of a midriff show. Big's in this season. Good for you.
- Daisy: [singing along, incorrectly, to 'The King Of Rock 'n' Roll' by Prefab Sprout] Hot dog, jumping frog... Alma Cookies!
- Mike: [introducing himself, with a salute] Sergeant Mike Watts, TA. It's the longest way up, shortest way down.
- Tim: [about the charade of them being a couple because the flat was advertised as being for couples only] Do we still have to hold hands in the corridor?
- Daisy: Not if you don't want to.
- Tim: I didn't say that.
- Daisy: We could probably cut down on the fake sex noises.
- [cut away to Tim and Daisy making loud grunting and yelping noises, as he plays on his Playstation and she jumps up and down on the sofa]
- Tim: Shame.