Mr Birling: ''you'll hearsomepeople say that war'sinevitable. And to that I say – fiddlesticks!''
Mr Birling: ''your engagement to Sheila means a tremendous lot to me… You're just the kind of son-in-law I always wanted''
MrBirling: ''perhaps we may lookforward to the time when Crofts and Birlings are no longer competing but are workingtogether – for lowercosts and higherprices''
MrBirling: 'Just a knighthood, of course''
MrBirling: ''clothes mean something quitedifferent to a woman… a sort of sign or token of their self-respect''
MrBirling: ''asifwe were all mixed up togetherlikebees in a hive – community and all that nonsense''
MrBirling: ''obviously it has nothingwhatever to do with the wretchedgirl'ssuicide''
MrBirling: ''Still, I can't accept any responsibility''
MrBirling: ''(furious, intervening) Why, youhystericalyoungfool – get back – or I'll–''
MrBirling: ''(pointing to Eric and Sheila) Nowlook at the pair of them – the famousyoungergeneration who know it all. And they can't even take a joke-''
Mrs Birling: ''(reproachfully) Arthur, you're notsupposed to saysuchthings''
Mrs Birling: ''What an expressionSheila! Really the things you girlspick up thesedays!''
Mrs Birling: ''No, of course not. He's only a boy''
Mrs Birling: ''Girls of thatclass-''
Mrs Birling: ''As if a girl of that sortwouldeverrefusemoney!''
Mrs Birling: ''She was givingherselfridiculousairs[…]that weresimplyabsurd in a girl in her position''
Mrs Birling: ''(severely) You'rebehaving like a hysterical childtonight''
Sheila: ''(halfserious, half playful) Yes – except all last summer when you nevercamenearme, and I wondered what had happened to you''
Sheila: ''you'resquiffy'/'I'm not''
Sheila: ''Butthesegirlsaren'tcheap labour – they'repeople''
Sheila: ''I feltrotten about it at the time and nowIfeel a lotworse''
Sheila: ''Why – you fool – he knows.Ofcourse he knows''
Sheila: ''Gerald, I think you'd better take this with you. (She hands him the ring)''