ARTHUR: "My mother called to see how I was doing ?"
TICK: "Is that unusual ? I imagine she's been doing that since you emerged from the canal. "

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Tick meeting Arthur's mother and sister, Dot:

TICK, to mother: "So YOU'RE the mother ! What a pleasure it is to shake hands with the womb that spilled Arthur into the world..."
TICK, turning to Arthur's sister: "And let's not forget the womb-mate, Dot !
Arthur's words do no justice to your nervous white-knuckled beauty !"