Tyres: Last night was an A-1, tip top clubbing jam fair. It was a sandwich of fun on ecstacy bread, wrapped up in a big bag like disco fudge. It doesn't get much better than that, I just wish that sometimes I could control these FOCKING MOOD SWINGS! [calmer] So what did youse two do last night?
Daisy: We played Scrabble.
Brian: That's chaos theory. The belief that the future is in fact a mathematically predictable preordained system.
Daisy: So somewhere out there in the vastness of the unknown there's an... equation for predicting the future?
Brian: An equation so complex as to utterly defy possibility of comprehension by even the most brilliant human mind, but an equation nonetheless.
Tim: Oh my god...
Brian: What?
Daisy: What?
Tim: I've got some ****ing Jaffa Cakes in my coat pocket.
All: Yeeeah!
Tim: Oh Mummy, Oh Daddy, Lets all play Kabadi.