- Sue White: This is the dead box.
- Dr. Martin Dear: What, these are the clothes of dead people?
- Sue White: Name hasn't fooled you then.
- Dr. Alan Statham: [Reading a text off Boyce's phone] Hello... Buc...?
- Boyce: Hello Boyce
- Dr. Alan Statham: Oh yes, hello Boyce, yes, oh you with a u, very clever, I want you to cmmm...
- Boyce: I want you to come...
- Dr. Alan Statham: Oh yes, I want you to come... on my ttttits...
- [Statham looks disgusted and hands the phone back]
- Boyce: Quite forward isn't it? She's a primary school teacher!
- Dr. Alan Statham: [annoyed] A word with you, Mr Boyce!
- [Alan is wearing a balaclava and pretending to kidnap Joanna]
- Dr. Alan Statham: Drive!
- Joanna Clore: I am!
- Dr. Alan Statham: Well keep doing so!
- Joanna Clore: Where?
- Dr. Alan Statham: Turn right, here. Did you indicate? Yes, into second...
- Joanna Clore: You sound like a driving instructor, now!
- Dr. Alan Statham: Shut up! I make the rules here!
- Joanna Clore: [mocking] Banging the dashboard with your clipboard
- Dr. Alan Statham: You shut up! I'm in charge.
- [fiddles with balaclava]
- Dr. Alan Statham: Ohh, this is getting very itchy
- Joanna Clore: Yea, yea, leave it on
- Dr. Alan Statham: I'm your worst nightmare!
- Joanna Clore: Yea, the degree of menace is killing me
- Dr. Alan Statham: Could we have the heater off?