- The TV Repairman: What exactly is wrong with your set, is it the picture or the sound?
- Hyacinth: It's neither. What I want *you* to do is to insert one of those little things that goes bleep over every expletive.
- [first lines]
- The TV Repairman: Good morning, madam. You the one with the wonky telly?
- Hyacinth: No, I am not the one with the wonky telly. I am the lady whose television requires adjusting.
- The TV Repairman: Oh. I see. Uh, may I come in?
- Hyacinth: *If* you promise not to brush against my walls. They've recently been redecorated up to and beyond British standards.
- Emmet: If I hear the word 'yacht' from that woman just once more... I swear I'll by a U-boat.
- Elizabeth: I wish I hadn't accepted Hyacinth's invitation now. Look, I hope you're not going to go in that mood.
- Emmet: We've heard nothing but yachts for the whole damn week.
- [sighs]
- Emmet: I feel as if I'd already sailed, single-handed, the entire length and breadth of the uncharted Hyacinth.
- Elizabeth: Still, it is kind of her to invite us down for the night... I think.
- Emmet: Kind!
- [laughs hollowly]
- Emmet: It's chilling! Just imagine, a whole night on board some old bucket, with another old Bucket.