- Tim: [the Goodies are trapped in their office for the rest of their lives, and Tim has just discovered he won't be able to have children] But... but... a man isn't a man unless he's able to exercise his ability to have children!
- Bill: You can exercise it all you want, mate, but it won't get you anywhere!
- Graeme: We all know that our society is built up upon three different class of people - the ruling class, the scientists, and the workers. And we are lucky in the fact that we have here a representative for each different class.
- Bill: Go on then, name the names.
- Graeme: Well, I am the scientist.
- Bill: Because you wear glasses.
- Tim: [jumps up] And I am evidently the ruling class.
- Bill: That's 'cos you've got poncy blond hair and no chin.
- Tim: Well... yes.
- Graeme: And YOU, Bill, are the worker.
- Tim: Because you're shorter than us. And we need someone to clean the shoes.
- Bill: [angrily] And why can't you clean the shoes?
- Tim: Because I am obvious a lord! And lords don't clean shoes; it's a well known fact.