Preacher: Bless you!
Stella: (whispers) If he blesses me one more time, I'm going to arrest him.
Kerry: You're not that kind of girl are you? You're the other kind.
Stella: What kind?
Kerry: The smarter kind.
Stella: Lawson, Kerry just rocked up.
Lawson: What does the woman do? Sleep with the bloody police radio?
Grace: I'm picturing my bed and it looks good.
Lawson: Yeah, we'll head back. But before that we'll do a lap of St Kilda.
Dom: What, you reckon something's up down there?
Lawson: Kebab o'clock.
Dom: Oh! Good call, I'm starving.
Dom: So you had a girlfriend?
Michael: Yeah. Once.