| Sharon Curley: | Do you think I'm a prostitute Mr. Burgess? |
|---|---|
| George Burgess: | Ah no, it's a no-hard feelings. Go buy yourself a few sweets, eh, drinks. |
| Sharon: | You're an awful bleedin gobshite Burgess. Put your tenner back in your pocket. |
| George: | Eh, Sharon. I kept these for you, your er, Panites, if that's what you call them. |
| Sharon: | ME KNICKERS! Why do you have them |
| George: | I was going to show them, to the lads. |
| Sharon: | D: |
| George: | But I didn't! |
| Sharon: | On second thoughts, give me back the tenner. I deserve it. |
