Clean Sweep

Eric: You will never know there was media in the room. I think it's effective.

Peter: You know, guys, a bedroom is supposed to be a bedroom, but sometimes things go horribly wrong.

John: This is way better than I expected.

Tava: I want you to think back to your old office. It was a fire hazard. Shame on you.

Tava: You guys! Someone took the Sell sign and put it in the wrong space!

Peter: It's a Clean Sweep lovefest.

Peter: Do you want to play a bit of a game with me? John: I don't think so.

Stacey: It's a rain lamp. It's vintage. Peter: (walks off towards edge of screen) There's nothing I can do to help you two. Stacey: Vintage is in.

Peter: We now establishing this as our new Mount Olympus. Stacey: It's awfully small. Peter: That's the plan.

Peter: I know you've had a good sort when Tava has a thin bead of perspiration on her upper lip.

Peter: You two and Tava, the maven of anticlutter right here.

Peter: Guys, look, seriously, it's nuts. Clothes, clothes, sporting gear, books. What are you thinking right now?

Tava: You're a firefighter? This is a fire hazard.

Tava: I think we need to toss this whole room.

Tava: Stacey and John, stay calm and head to the nearest exit. It's time to extinguish this mess.