- [Carey's little brother sees him writing a poem.]
- Carey's Brother: Hee-hee-hee. Who's Cheryl?
- Carey: No one you'd know. A model.
- Carey's Brother: "I wake up with the sun, bright and new. I listen to the sun, and the early morning dew." Dew doesn't make any noise.
- Carey: What? Look, it's my poem, I can write what I like.
- Carey's Brother: Just trying to help. If I was you I'd stick to drawing.
- Wallace: Uh, excuse me, please, I'm looking for Mr. Ball's office.
- [Robert doesn't respond.]
- Wallace: Mr. Ball's office?
- [No response. He starts to leave.]
- Robert: Now, what would be your most direct route? Tell you what. Down this corridor, then left after your third door.
- Wallace: Thank you.
- [Starts to leave.]
- Robert: You'll find two passages: one on your left, one on your right. Ignore them -- they're not the ones you want. Your best best would be... the very next one on the right.
- Wallace: Thank you.
- [Leaves.]
- Robert: Or would it?
- Caroline Wallace: [about his factory client] How's the new place?
- Wallace: Oh, its strange. It's like visiting my grandfather's house and finding it full of people.
- First Title Card: The 1960s in Australia were a period of great upheaval, followed by downheaval and, eventually, heaval. Presiding over this indecision were great experts such as Errol Wallace and Jerry Finn. They were efficiency consultants.