Q.1.
MARGARET: You can come with me. To my secret, secret hide. . JACKIE: No. Not yet. Do you mind?
Q.2.
DORIS: Mother! Come and look. Do I look different? I must look different, I feel as though I've swallowed a firework.
Q.3.
MARGARET: It's funny, hearing "Mummy" in this place. You do a job, people treat you differently.
Q.4.
ROSIE: Why don't you go and get drunk, or whatever it is you lot do to show you're feeling something.
Q.5.
DORIS: Margaret? I brought you some cocoa. ( .) Margaret? Are you asleep? . . . Dear? ( .) Well then. You'll just have to drink it cold in the morning.
Q.6.
ROSIE: It's so lovely here, Doris. ( .) Ken phoned to say happy birthday. I asked him to put some flowers on Margaret's grave today.
Q.7.
JACKIE ( ): I'll go back! Yes I will, finish the degree, I won't fail both things!
Q.8.
JACKIE: There. I even washed your red sock. Washed everything, don't want Mommy to think — ( .) I've got to clear up, Rosie. — All these ashtrays, Sandra and Hugh last night, they never think about you, do they?
Q.9.
MARGARET: And I'm going to learn to type! Ken says it will be helpful if we need a second income. ( .) Typing's far more useful than all those stupid school certificates. I'll get a job.
Q.10.
MARGARET: If you left a bit of butter on your plate, it was either Mother on at you about rationing, or Father would tell us again, how he started his business with a tin of boot polish, cleaning gentlemen's shoes on the steps of the Royal Exchange. What that had to do with butter, I really don't know.