"And he's always whining, 'I want to go back to school! I don't belong here! I want to finish what I came here to do, then go back where it's all normal!' Like he doesn't love it with me."

"Mine's the same way with that Hyde rubbish. To hear it, you'd think he'd been kidnapped. Does yours look at you like you're something he scraped off his shoe every time you get near a bit of skirt, then fall into bed with the first tart he sees?"

"God, yes. I thought he was just jealous, but he finally managed to get laid, and that didn't help. Does yours think he should be allowed to drive?"

"Daft, innit? Like I'm letting him drive my car."

"Exactly! The Impala's my baby! I'm good to her, she's good to me. If I hand her over to someone else, she's not gonna be there when I need her."