Misfits, Series 5

Finn:
Here's to the future.

Jess:
Oh, about the future, I've just been.

Abby:
Am I a shepherd?!

Jess:
Erm... You are holding a golf sale sign, for a golf sale that doesn't exist. [points at Alex] You're still working behind the bar. [looks at Finn] And you are a trainee probation worker.

Finn:
Fuck off!

Rudy:
Honest- Shame on you, Finley! Deep humiliating shame. [back to Jess] I'm a multimillionaire, aren't I? [she starts to speak] Got 'em! No, no, no, don't tell me. Don't tell me, I want it to be a surprise. Wink twice, for yes.

Jess:
You win a quid, piss yourself and then you get electrocuted.

Rudy:
Colour me disappointed.

Jess:
I'm just saying, unless we want to spend the rest of our lives as these underachieving fuck-ups, then maybe we should think about actually doing something with our powers.

Abby:
What you mean, like, open up a fast food restaurant?

Jess:
No, I mean like becoming proper superheroes. Good ones that do good shit.

Alex:
Superheroes, I'm up for that.

Rudy:
I might have to make a few modifications. Just on me costume... just on account of me- I've got irritable bowel syndrome. And shitting in lycra is how I got banned from the gym.

Finn:
No offence, but you lot... Superheroes? Fuck it! All right, yeah, let's do it.

Rudy:
This could be the start of something huge. I can feel it in me nut sack.