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By Paul Dailly

Frank: That’s the way we’re going to play this thing? Mickey: All’s fair in love and hobo wars.

By Paul Dailly

Waitress: Yo, wakey wakey. Fiona: Get the fuck away from me.

By Paul Dailly

V: Triplets? Ingrid: Sextuplets.

By Paul Dailly

Fiona: You egotistical fuck. I haven’t thought about you in weeks. Debbie: We thought about you though.

By Paul Dailly

Ford: I come in peace. Fiona: Oh, fuck, no.

By Paul Dailly

Social Worker: This is Santiago. Doesn’t speak a word of English. V: Great. Kev: No problemo.