Stanley : Is Ollie going to be OK?
Piers : He was just a bit under the weather, but I think he responded to my natural authority with children.
Janet : You see, mum. I said he was fine.
[removes a 'Kick Me' sign from Piers's back]
Piers : He might be a bit lacking in vitamins. He just needs to eat plenty of greens.
Ella : Aah, isn't this nice. Let me take a photo, now we're all one big happy family.
Janet : Except Piers isn't family, mum. I'm married to *George*.
Ella : I can dream.
George : What a day.
Janet : Mmm, thirty-five ice ages in ten hours is quite a day.
George : Too far one way, then too far the other. It was like being in the shower.
Janet : But it's OK now?
George : Of course. Now, can I make the earth move just for you?
Janet : Not if you use that old line you can't.
[goes to the window to close it]
Janet : George, why are there five moons?
George : Oh. I thought it would be better for everybody if I moved us to another galaxy altogether. I've worked it out: it means no more global warming, no need for an ozone layer, and guaranteed harmony with nature.
Janet : Well, brilliant.
George : Oh, except for the five-foot moths.