The Railway Children

Bobbie Waterbury:
It's Perks's birthday, he's 42, he says he got other things to keep than his birthday, not rabbits and secrets but the kids and the bloomin' missus.

Mrs. Waterbury:
Wife and children Bobbie.

Bobbie Waterbury:
Same thing isn't it?

Phyllis Waterbury:
Bloomin' missus is a sort of a germ of endearment isn't it?

Mrs. Waterbury:
Term of endearment Phil.

Albert Perks:
Well I must be getting along, lots to do. Perks must be about it.

Bobbie Waterbury:
There's going to be a paperchase tomorrow.

Phyllis Waterbury:
Whippee!

Bobbie Waterbury:
The boys from the grammar school are doing it.

Phyllis Waterbury:
Zippee!

Bobbie Waterbury:
Perks says we can go by the ramp.

Phyllis Waterbury:
What's a paperchase?

Phyllis Waterbury:
Apple pie for breakfast - we can't be poor after all!

Mrs. Waterbury:
May I borrow your lamp please.

Cart Man:
I dare say.

Mrs. Waterbury:
If you say 'I dare say' once more I shall have hysterics, I dare say.

Phyllis Waterbury:
I don't think we're going to enjoy being poor, you know, being cold and all that.

Bobbie Waterbury:
Phyllis try to imagine it as an adventure, all sorts of things might happen.

Peter Waterbury:
I'm very sorry I haven't got tuppence to give you like father does.

Albert Perks:
Hey just stop that please, I wasn't thinking about no tuppence. I just came to say sorry your mama wasn't so well and to ask how she finds herself this evening. And I brought you some sweet briar, very sweet. Tuppence indeed!

Phyllis Waterbury:
I hope mother doesn't get too wet in Wakefield.

Phyllis Waterbury:
It's like we're in a besieged castle, the arrows of the foe striking against the battlements.

Peter Waterbury:
No, it's more like a great big garden squirt.

Phyllis Waterbury:
You're a great big garden squirt.

Peter Waterbury:
Thank you.

Phyllis Waterbury:
I O N. There; 'Look out at the station'.

Bobbie Waterbury:
One of your finest works, Michaelangelo.

[as the smoke on the station platform clears, Bobbie sees her father who has just been released from prison. Diffidently, she runs towards him]

Bobbie Waterbury:
Daddy! My Daddy!