- Shannon: Wait. I just thought of something.
- Frances: What?
- Shannon: You're a woman.
- Frances: ...Yeah.
- Shannon: Guys like that won't take orders from women. They just pulled off a multi-million pound bank robbery and some woman rings them up asking for 300,000 pounds? I don't think they're gonna take you seriously.
- Frances: It's the 21st century. Women are doing every kind of job. We can do extortion.
- Shannon: What are you trying to do? Raise their consciousness or get the money?
- Frances: Ideally, both.
- Frances: [more than a little bit tipsy] You're my best friend, Sharon.
- Shannon: Shannon.
- Frances: Shannon, Shannon. You know, I care about you. Listen to me. You deserve to be happy.
- Shannon: Thank you.
- Frances: You do, you know. I just think that you should... What was I talking about?
- Shannon: Ray.
- Frances: Ray. Ray... You gotta dump him.
- Shannon: I know I do. I know, I know...
- Frances: Seriously, there are tons of guys out there. Gorgeous guys who are also nice.
- Shannon: Yeah.
- Frances: Yeah. I don't know where they are, but...
- Shannon: I know. They're like the abdominable snowman, aren't they? People say they exist, but I've not actually seen one.
- Frances: Oh.
- Shannon: Maybe I'm doomed to end up like one of those old ladies sitting on park benches with their legs open so you can see their knickers.
- Frances: Listen, Danny. We know ya done that bank job... We want 300 grand or... or what? Or I don't get my Mercedes?