[repeated line]

Alf Stewart: Stone the flamin' crows!

Alf Stewart: You've been drinking!

Jesse McGregor: Look, mate, it's none of your business.

Alf Stewart: I'll make it my flamin' business if you're gonna go out serving the customers half-sloshed!

Morag Bellingham: [to Colleen] What the hell are you talking about you stupid woman?

Irene Roberts: [frequent expression of exasperation] Gawd Save Ireland.

Colleen Smart: What if their plane's hijinked? You'll never forgive yourself!

Alf Stewart: He's as crooked as a dog's hind leg!

Robbie Hunter: [on the sands Resort Development Protest] We can't lie down in front of Bulldozers!

Martha McKenzie: Why not?

Robbie Hunter: Because I don't want my pants pressed while I'm wearing them!

Alf Stewart: One chocolate shake and a Simpson.

Curtis Reed: A What?

Alf Stewart: An OJ!

Morag Bellingham: Donald, how lovely to see you.

Donald Fisher: Morag, you almost make that sound believable.

Josh West: Morag!

Morag Bellingham: Mrs. Bellingham to you!

Josh West: Er, yes... Care for a drink?

Morag Bellingham: No, thank you, I only drink with friends.

Colleen Smart: You know what they say, Every clown has a silver lining.

Irene Roberts: Colleen, You're an idiot.

Gypsy Nash: I Love you, Shelly.

Shelley Sutherland: No you don't.

Gypsy Nash: No, you're right. I don't.

Josh West: Are you just using me for my car?

Dani Sutherland: And for your lips. But mainly for your car.

Kit Hunter: My Dad always said, "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy."

Alf Stewart: [depressed after Ailsa's death] I don't care if the flamin' diner sinks to the bottom of the sea

Colleen Smart: I couldn't bear to spend my last days surrounded by boiled cabbage and incompetence pads!

Josie Russell: I beg your pardon?

Morag Bellingham: As well you should!

Diana Fraser: Let's hope Chloe keeps the same consistency.

Lachlan Fraser: Mum, she's not a bowl of custard!

Colleen Smart: Well, it isn't hard to figure out what's going on, Maximus. I wasn't born yesterday!

Max Sutherland: You can say that again. I mean, you're very smart, Mrs. Smart.

Morag Bellingham: Well, if it isn't the young man who insulted me on the beach a few days ago.

[trying to put together a chair with a then-alcoholic Irene]

Alf Stewart: [shouting] You couldn't read instructions if they were written a mile high in whiskey bottles, and that's saying something!

Kirsty Sutherland: How's Matilda?

Kim Hyde: All right, no thanks to me.

Irene Roberts: Oh, will you give it a rest!

Josie Russell: Irene?

Irene Roberts: Eh?

Josie Russell: Could you get Tasha to sit down and talk to me, please?

[Irene scoffs]

Josie Russell: I just want her to realise that this whole resort thing isn't personal, it's just a job.

Irene Roberts: Yeah, well I'm sorry, but I can't help you.

Josie Russell: You can't or you won't?

Irene Roberts: Both. You know, even if I wanted to, which I don't, there's no way Tasha's going to listen to anything you have to say.

Beth Hunter: [about Robbie] I went out to get the paper and look who followed me home. Can we keep him?