(Samantha has dismissed Aalim from the community.)
Samantha: We had to be a bit strict with him, Naj, because I think he thought he was a bit better than the rest us, didn't he? Whereas you and everyone else here are willing to work, to learn, to contribute to the community, to the future of this: our battered, but unbeaten, human race. We're a team, okay?
Najid [ quietly ]: Okay.
Tom [ of Samantha Willis ]: She's got everything.
Sarah: Hot baths.
Tom: Electricity, computer games.
Aalim: Now you'll see how good I am.
Najid: No, now you'll see how good I am.
Greg: Al, you've forgotten the bit where she shot the woman.
Aalim: So, she's a bit strict.
Tom: I'm Tom, how are you doing?
Gavin: Where are you from?
Tom: 15 Hopper Street. Want the postcode?
Jimmy: We're clear.
Abby: The tyre's burst, the windscreen's gone. We are not clear. We are not "we".
Thug [ to Greg and Anya ]: So, is it just the pair of you?
Greg: No. There are four others. Three men.
Thug: Where are they?
Thug: Foraging. What's that?
Greg: Looking for stuff.
Thug: Ah. That's what we're doing. (Laughs.) We're foraging.
Aalim: Oh great. A dorm. I'll get nightmares.
Aalim: It's all right for you. You didn't go to boarding school did you?
Najid: Al, stop complaining.
Tom: You tell him, kid.
Aalim: Do you ever get your hands dirty?
Samantha: Oh yes.
Abby: Why are we alive?
Jimmy: Got an easier one?