- Percy Simmons: Now, what is a bed race?
- Martin Edwards: How quickly you can get into your pajama's, I expect.
- Ethel Davis: [drumming in a gorilla suit] How's the high hat?
- Percy Simmons: Bit flat.
- Ethel Davis: Oh.
- Dawn Lodge: How's that?
- [shakes her maracas]
- Percy Simmons: Dead cat.
- Ethel Davis: Oh, it's all tat.
- Percy Simmons: Old hat, Ethel.
- [last lines]
- Ethel Davis: It's been smashing seeing you, we won't be around for a little while...
- Percy Simmons: Thanks for coming!
- Harry Stern: We'll be back as soon as we can, all right?
- Dawn Lodge: See you then, all right?
- Ethel Davis: All right!
- Dawn Lodge: All right!
- Ethel Davis, Percy Simmons, Harry Stern, Dawn Lodge: Bye!
- Percy Simmons: Today's horoscope: you will meet a tall, quiet, transparent stranger.
- Martin Edwards: Ah.
- Percy Simmons: Ehm...
- Martin Edwards: Oh, that'll be that poltergeist chap I expect.
- Percy Simmons: Yes, must be.