Ashes to Ashes2008

Molly Drake:
Mum? Mum? Mummy? Mummy? Mum? The doctor got the bullet out. You're going to be okay. He said if you get plenty of rest, and if there are no complications, you're going to wake up. You're going to be fine. Mum? Mummy? Mum?...

Chris Skelton:
...Ma'am? Do you want a biscuit, ma'am? Do you want a biscuit?

Alex Drake:
No, I, erm, must have dozed off.

Gene Hunt:
This is supposed to be a stakeout not a midnight feast at Malory Towers.

DS Ray Carling:
Pillow fights and gym knickers, eh? [All laugh]

Gene Hunt:
Shake a leg, boys. Informant has it something big is going off, and I'm not referring to Ray's unsavoury teenage fantasies.

Chris Skelton:
Here you are, guv, Shaz made it.

Gene Hunt:
Not enough sugar. Or milk. Or tea.