James, failing to quote the Hovis ad: "Grandad always used to say... something about Hovis, I dunno, it's... worth... cycling up a fucking big hill for. "
And Richard, after a confusing amount of innuendo about sausages: "I'm just suggesting I'm a rapist, don't worry."
Medic girl to friend who's apparently just joining their discussion:
"Do you think if you drank three pints of Baileys it would kill you?" I really don't get how a lecture about thyroid hormones could have inspired this one.