[Linda's mother brings her cacti on holiday with her] 
Linda Upmore : Mummy your not bringing them are you?
Daphne Barnes : Well I can't leave them at home, they'll die.
Arthur Upmore : Good.
Daphne Barnes : Did you say something?
Arthur Upmore : I said good, we've nearly finished packing.
[Daphne asks the taxi driver who brought her plants to put them somewhere safe, but Arthur gets a prodd from the Cactus on his bottom] 
Daphne Barnes : Put that on the table will you?
Arthur Upmore : AHH! BLOODY HELL!
Daphne Barnes : Arthur, there is no need for that!
Arthur Upmore : Oh deary me, bless me soul, I do believe I nearly said a rude word, which is not suprising since I nearly got a cactus spike right up my a...
Daphne Barnes : ARTHUR!
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[in the shower block, Linda Upmore tries to find her husband, Arthur] 
Linda Upmore : Oh I do beg your pardon, my husband has one just like yours.
Joe Baxter : Hey?
Linda Upmore : It's also creased and wrinkled.
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