- Frank Malone: Where's the money?
- Dale Twentyman: Oooh, I stuck it up a cow's arse.
- Frank Malone: Well I hope you washed your hands after.
- [while discussing about a prisoner's interest in a book called 'Portnoy's Complaint']
- Dean: What's he complaining about?
- Dale Twentyman: Oh, his mother, women, not enough sex. You know, the usual.
- Dean: Any good?
- Dale Twentyman: Well that would depend on whether you've spoofed all over the toothbrushes with your mother trying to bash down the bathroom door. 'Wanker's Bible', it's pretty funny.
- Dean: I'll have a go after Millenhall.
- Dale Twentyman: We've got time for a swim after this.
- Shane Twentyman: We haven't got any trunks.
- Dale Twentyman: We'll go in our undies.
- Shane Twentyman: I'm not wearing any.
- Dale Twentyman: [Looks at Shane] I'll buy you some.
- Shane Twentyman: Undies?
- Dale Twentyman: Trunks.
- Frank Malone: We're going after the Melbourne Cup.
- Mal Twentyman: [confused] You serious?... Where will you sell it?
- Frank Malone: Not the cup, the money... the bookies mate, fuck.
- [the Twentyman's and Frank argue in the car, Tarzan stops it by firing his shotgun through the ceiling]
- Tarzan: Next one who says a bloody word, I'll blow his bloody brains out. Right.
- Mal Twentyman: [Deafened] What!
- Shane Twentyman: [about Pamela] You're gone on her, aren't you, mate?
- Mal Twentyman: Head over fuckin' heels, mate. I'm feeling things I've only seen on tv.
- Shane Twentyman: Nice tits.
- Mal Twentyman: [dreamily] Yeah . . . what?
- Frank Malone: I still think you set me up.
- Carol Twentyman: Look, I know I'm a cunt, I'm *not* a psychopath.
- Carol Twentyman: Listen to me, Dale. What are you doing? Will you just look at me, please?
- Dale Twentyman: It's too late, Carol. There's nothing left.
- Carol Twentyman: How can you say that? Dale, I love you. We fit together.
- Dale Twentyman: Right, well, I'll try to remember that when I'm thinking about your mouth wrapped around Frank's cock.
- Mal Twentyman: It really shits me, tracking us all the way out here just to rub it in our faces.
- Shane Twentyman: He is just being Frank. He can't help himself. He *has* to fuck you.
- Mal Twentyman: I'm sick of getting fucked.
- Shane Twentyman: I'm never getting fucked again.
- Dale Twentyman: We're getting fucked right now.
- Mal Twentyman: Fuck!
- Mal Twentyman: I always said you were a sport. Didn't I always say that?
- Carol Twentyman: Yeah, you did. You always said that.
- Shane Twentyman: *I* always said you were a scheming bitch.