Eric & Ernie2011

[Sadie is searching frantically under the bed and emerges holding a suitcase full of papers]

George Bartholomew:
What the bloody hell are you doing?

Sadie Bartholomew:
Finding them new material. I'll get Eric to go round to Ernie's tomorrow. Bash their heads together.

George Bartholomew:
No, Sadie!

Sadie Bartholomew:
What do you mean, "no"? Push, push, push. That's what I do. It's what our Eric needs.

George Bartholomew:
Well maybe it's time you stopped pushing.

Sadie Bartholomew:
You saying I pushed him into it?

George Bartholomew:
Nobody's saying that, Sadie. You were right to push him and I'm glad you did. But... what I saying is... *He's* got to do the pushing now. *He's* got to go down to Ernie. He's got to do it for himself. He's got to *want* to do it himself.

Sadie Bartholomew:
Well, beggar me! You don't put your foot down for twenty-five years of married life, and when you finally do, you're wrong!