- [first lines]
- Jean: [the telephone is ringing] Telephone! Telephone!
- Lionel: I'm answering it!
- Jean: [she runs in, shoving Lionel aside] Oh, get out my way. Hello. Who? Oh yes, how are you? What! Well, you'd better tell Alistair. Oh, oh no, of course you can't; right. Well, no, yeah, c'est la vie all right, yes. Well, good-bye, and good luck.
- [hangs up]
- Lionel: Who's that?
- Jean: The best man. He's broken his leg.
- Lionel: That's bad luck.
- Jean: Bad luck! The man's a fool.
- Lionel: That's a bit harsh. Who is the best man anyway?
- Jean: Was, was, was! Gaston somebody-or-other. He's a ski instructor.
- Lionel: Can't be very good if he's broken his leg.
- Jean: That's why I said he was a fool.
- Lionel: Why phone here? Why not phone Alistair.
- Jean: Because he's on his way to hospital, and contrary to all the laws of nature Alistair's mobile is switched off.
- Lol Ferris: Incidentally, Miss, my brothers all tend their very warm regards.
- Sandy: Oh, how sweet of them. Give them my love.
- Lol Ferris: Uh, uh, best make that 'best wishes'. We don't want them getting their hopes up, do we?