- Phil Allen: Your highlights go green if you leave 'em in too long, love.
- Sharon: How long's too long?
- Phil Allen: 'Bout now.
- Phil Allen: Detroit, 1982. World Styling Finals. We're running around shouting, "Foul," while the Yanks, whose combs mysteriously do not wilt, do not melt, just carry on styling. No prizes for guessing who took the medals that year.
- Daisy: I don't have many tomorrows, do I?
- Shelley Allen: In case you've forgotten, neither do I, you selfish old bat!
- Daisy: That's the spirit.
- Phil Allen: Nobody gets to cut my hair.
- Shelley Allen: I used to.
- Phil Allen: Yeah, but I learnt out lesson, didn't I?
- Brian Allen: [throws stones at Shelley's window] Hey, Mum! *Mum!*
- Shelley Allen: [opens window] What is it, love?
- Brian Allen: It's Dad! He's cutting!
- Sandra: [singing, as Marilyn Monroe] A kiss on the lips could be quite continental, but diamonds are a girl's best -
- Phil Allen: What the hell happened to you?
- Sandra: The total look - Marilyn Monroe.
- Phil Allen: Well, I didn't think you were the milkman.
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