Ed: I'm sorry, Shaun.
Shaun: It's OK.
Ed: No, I'm *sorry*, Shaun.
Shaun: What?
[smells Ed's fart]
Shaun: Oh, God, that's rotten!
Ed: I'll stop doing it when you stop laughing!
Shaun: I am not laughing!
Dianne: SHAUN!
[Dianne throws a dart and misses]
Shaun: NO!
[Dianne throws another dart and hits the zombie]
Shaun: YES, yes, in the head!
[Dianne throws a third dart and hits Shaun in the head on accident]
Shaun: AHHHHHHHHH!
[Shaun and Ed pull up to Barbara's house and sees Philip's Jaguar in the driveway]
Ed: Oh! Hello! Who's a pretty boy, then?
[wolf whistle]
Ed: You didn't tell me Barbara had a Jag. I've always wanted to drive one of those.
Shaun: Yeah, well, it's Philip's, okay? He won't let anybody near it. Honestly, I put half a Mars
bar in the glove box once and he chased me around the garden with a bit of wood.
Ed: Fuck. It's gorgeous.
Dianne: Daffs is always taking me to see these listed buildings, and I'm always dragging him to the theatre.
[showing customers in the shop a TV set, sounding bored out of his mind, almost a zombie, in a droning voice]
Shaun: This one comes with a basic sort of digital package, uh, you got your Lifestyle Channels there, a bit of "Trisha," um, you got "Entertainment" - don't know what that is. News. All the basic, uh, news channels.
Liz, Declan: [as each survivor passes by their parallel counterpart] Hi.
David, Mark: [formally] Hello.
Dianne, Maggie: [friendly] Hi!
Barbara, Yvonne's Mum: [politely] Hello.
Ed, Cousin
Tom: [too involved with their cell phones, briefly glancing at each other, muttering] Hello.
Shaun: Well, I mean, it's not that I don't like David and Di, you know.
[to David and Diane]
Shaun: Guys, it's not that I don't like you.
Dianne: [shrugs] It's all right.
Shaun: [turns to Liz] And I do want to spend time with you.
[pause]
Shaun: It's just Ed doesn't have
too many friends...