- Alderman Fitzwarren: Captain, I'm very worried about our coordinates.
- Tricky Pete: Our...?
- Alderman Fitzwarren: Our coordinates.
- Tricky Pete: Ah. Are they broken?
- Alice Fitzwarren: Oh, Chris - here's a ball of string for you to play with!
- [Throws the ball past Chris]
- Chris the Cat: You haven't got the hang of me yet, have you?
- Alderman Fitzwarren: [Wacking Pete with a large fish] That's for pretending to be a Captain!
- Tricky Pete: Come on - everybody lies at job interviews!
- [Pete is miking paint in his trousers when Chris peers in before looking up]
- Chris the Cat: I could get rid of those lumps for you.
- Tricky Pete: Those lumps are staying where they are, thank you!
- Alderman Fitzwarren: Where are we? You were the last one to look at the charts.
- Tricky Pete: Sweden!
- Alderman Fitzwarren: Oh, Sweden! We could go and see the fiords, or is that Norway?
- [a group of Tongans enter]
- Alderman Fitzwarren: We could have a sauna, have some meatballs...
- [Spots the Tongans, and turns to Pete]
- Alderman Fitzwarren: Possibly not Sweden!