[Indistinct chatter] ♪ Nurse Crane: No balloons, thank you kindly.
Reggie: Instructions from the mayor!
The convoy has to be decorated uniformly, or, um, she'll have our guts for garters.
Miss Higgins: That's right, Cubs.
Use the full length of the coach.
No jostling now.
Nurse Crane: You two, with me!
Tout de suite!
Miss Higgins: Could you just wait?
Nurse Crane: In the back, no fighting.
Can I go in your car, please?
That coach is chaos.
It's a case of muck and nettles in my opinion, but hop in!
[Indistinct chatter] Everybody in your seats, please!
Rosalind: Anyone prone to travel sickness, please ask me for this in good time.
A queasy tummy can't be helped, but vomit on the seats will incur a fine from the coach company and shan't be pleasant for others.
Cast your gaze elsewhere.
My constitution is rather robust at the moment.
Pregnant lady coming through!
You're in the right company if baby arrives today.
Clear off!
I need to put me feet up!
Do you want a drink?
♪ Everyone ready?
As we'll ever be.
How about a song?
♪ Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside ♪ ♪ Oh, I do like to be beside the sea ♪ That's the spirit!
Oh, Matthew.
Don't be such a spoilsport!
[Car starts] [Horn honks] ♪ [Horn honks] Man: Ta-ra!
See you!
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