TOM: Are we nearly there yet?
CHRIS: Hup!
GARY: "Salty, crispy and oily,
the crisps are at home in Tom's crotch."
(ALL SCREAM)
CHRIS: Terry-Thomas!
Now there's a Batman I'd watch.
GARY: I can see Kenneth Williams as the Riddler, actually.
MATT: Quick! Let's let round them all up and do it.
GARY: To the past!
TOM: Ba-dam, ba-dam bomp bomp...
ALL: Batman.
GARY: Ey! Ey! Ey!
ALL: Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey!
MATT: Mine?
ALL: Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!
TOM: Batman?
CHRIS: Small capacity bike on the motorway.
"I feel like I'm dying!"
GARY: At the point where my face goes into the bog,
one thought enters my mind:
"should've flushed".
ALL: # The hills are alive... with the sound of Batman.
TOM (gravelly): Where did you put the Von Trapps?
ALL SCREAM
ALL HARMONISE
MATT: Hello, I'm Barnaby Crotchdale!
GARY: I told you to get a marker!
ALL: YORKSHIRE! YORKSHIRE!
CHRIS: YORK...shire...
MATT: Would you come off at this one?
GARY: Well, it's not my favourite one, but it is attractive.
MATT: Do I need the left lane?
GARY: You do, dear.
MATT: # Working nine to five, what a way to make a...
ALL: Batman.
MATT: I want to set up a carpet shop called "Carpet Wrong".
CHRIS: You boys ain't right.