SAMPLE 1:

Martha: (sings really badly) "Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love, in the back seat..." (both girls laugh) "...bubble pop electric, uh-oh, in the back seat!" (gasps) "You- Are- Sick- Molly!" (laughs)
Molly: "Martha is a pooey bum..."
Martha: "That will never change it Molly, did you knooooOOOOOW?"
Molly: "You're supposed to have that over it like that."
Martha: "It don't matter, MollyyyYYYY!!!"
Molly: "You don't put your lips right on it, you idiot."
Martha: "*You're* an idiot, Molly."
Molly:" Martha..."
Martha: "STOP IT!"
Molly: "AAAAH!"
Martha: "Get off! Get off! You... since you decide-"
Molly: "Carry on talking."
Martha: (sings again) "Yeah, yeah, ye-"
[Cut-off]

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SAMPLE 2:

Molly: Alright then. I, I know a lot of you like places that, like... have footballs and things; if you're boys, footballs; girls things like all Bratz and things.
Rexy: Er, I'm not into Bratz, Molly.
Molly: Well maybe if you're a little older you will like more interesting things.
Martha: Like drawing, and drawing on things like paper.
Molly: And drawing. Now, some people really like shopping.
Rexy: Oh my gawd...!
Molly: It's a bit rubbish; a lot rubbish.
Rexy: Molly, you shop for toys and clothes all the time so why are you saying that?
Molly: Well I mean... It's rubbish.
Rexy: Well at least you get your mummy to help you do the weekly shopping.
Martha: She does all the shopping, nearly.
Molly: Most children like TOYS. They are a lot of money sometimes.
Martha: And drawing.
Rexy: What, it costs like a pound to just get them?
Martha: One... like, one little doll or something Molly?
Molly: On Martha's opinion, she would go to buy four (fanfare) Barbie dolls.
(Rexy expresses surprise)
Martha: I wouldn't, I mean it!
Molly: Fine then, she goes to buys... her boyfriend. (giggles)
Martha: I don't, I mean it!
Molly: Fine then, she goes to buy some clothes for her baby. (starts chuckling silently)
Martha: Alright, I DO then!
(Everyone laughs)
Molly: Martha does not have a baby; she wants... 99 babies!
Martha: I don't, I want about... er, EIGHT!
Rexy: You want eight kids, when you're a... oh my...
Molly: Martha, Granny o- Now my Granny only had six, but this girl must be MAD! She wants... EIGHT!
Martha: I WANT HIGHER MOLLY, I WANT... A THOUSAND!
Molly: She wants a THOUSAND??
Rexy: Careful, all those kids have responsibility. You have to be careful.
Molly: When she'll buy a tiny house she won't have enough money to buy her children all sorts of things, 'cause she's going to have a thousand million billion kids!
Martha: I'm not, I'm gonna have... er, NINE!
Rexy: Thousand billion million is not a number!
Molly: She's gonna have nine children, not kids anymore.
Rexy: Now, kids be careful. Kids be careful. Where are you going to keep all these little children?
Molly: (in chuckles) In the toilet?
Martha: YEAH, in the toilet!
Molly: She is going to treat her children BADLY! She's going to keep them-
Martha: No, I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! (gradually gets louder)
Molly: She's going to keep them in the t-
Martha: I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not!
Molly: She's going to keep them in the toilet.
Martha: I'm not!!
Molly: She is keeping them in the toilet.
Martha: NO!
Molly: That is a true piece of information.
Martha: That is NOT a true-
[cut-off]

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SAMPLE 3:

Molly: Martha. Hudson. She always wants a boyfriend, and her...
Martha: I do not!
Molly: And her boyfriend has left the school that we're at, and he has gone to either St. John's or St. Wulston's. Now Martha wanted to have 48 babies.
Martha: I did not, she's joking!
Molly: She wanted...
Rexy: What's with you and your babies, Molly? You said this last week.
Molly: Yeah, she does! How many do you want?
Martha: I want about one please.
Rexy: Aw...
Molly: (in a whisper) She always says to me "I want eight". (speaks normally) Well she always used to say to me "I want eight".
Martha: I want nine actually.
(giggles ensue)
Molly: Okay then, Santa Claus will give you them you all for your birth... for no, for Christmas.
Rexy: Santa Claus gives babies? I thought that was the stork.
(giggling ensues)
Martha: She's a real scorcher, she is!
Molly: Right then; Martha Hudson; she does not know how to be patient.
Martha: I do too! She's just joking on my ways!
Molly: She does not know how to... how to copy a book, because once she got told off for copying a book when she wasn't supposed to! She would... (starts laughing silently)
Martha: Let's just get this over!
Molly: Alright, let's just talk to...
Martha: Let's just get this over!
Molly: No, no! Let's just talk to Martha Hudson.
(both start giggling in the background)
Molly: Goodnight...
(more giggling)
Molly: Time to go out!
Martha: Get away from me! Get away!
Molly: Right, she seems to be very unfriendly, see? She won't even come to speak to us.
Rexy: Aw, what's wrong with that?
Molly: She won't speak to us. How DARE Matta Hudson!
Martha: I'm not called Matta Hudson, I'm called Martha Hudson!
Molly: She's called Mar- Mar- Martha Hudson. Now her reception teacher... when she was in nursrey, she used to call her "Nofay" when she's called Mrs Northway.
Martha: No, I used to say "your teacher's called Mrs. Northway."
Molly: No, you used to say "Is Nofay?" "Is Nofay?" Yes, she did.
Martha: No I didn't.
Molly: (in a whisper) Right, we've finished.
[Martha giggles; recording ends]

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SAMPLE 4:

Martha: Come on!
Molly: Excuse me...
Martha: Molly!
Molly: You're the one that wants to record this...
Martha: It's you!
Molly: So I suggest that you do it!
(Martha screams)
Rexy: Nice scream, Martha.
(Martha laughs)
Molly: Martha, ready, scream, GO!
(both girls scream)
Rexy: Steady; close the door. Or do I close it?
Molly: I will.
(Molly closes the door)
Martha: Molly! You get your stinky butt back there and do it!
Molly: No!
Martha: YES!
(Molly does some weird noise with her lips)
Martha: Or else I'll kill you, Molly. I'll kill your bottom!
Rexy: Where did you get that from, Martha?
Molly: Martha, you get on the mike; It's not me, I don't know what to say. You do.
Martha: YOU DO! You stupid bonker-dale!
(everyone giggles)
Martha: You said "bonkers" on holiday!
Molly: No I didn't.
Martha: Yes you did!
Molly: Martha, what does "bonkers" mean?
Martha: It means... silly.
Molly: It means you've gone coo-coo crazy.
Martha: You've gone coo-coo crazy.
Molly: Coo-coo crazy!
Martha: You've gone coo-coo crazy!!
(the girls scream again)
Martha: I can't scream that loud.
(silence)
Martha: (starts singing) You know tonight I'm gonna give you all my love-
[cut-off]

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SAMPLE 5:

Rexy: Okay Martha; now what kind of vegetables do you like eating the best?
Martha: Um, mushrooms.
Rexy: Mushrooms? Why you're ambitious!
(Martha grunts)
Rexy: Oh yeah... any more?
Martha: Tomatoes!
Rexy: Molly? Are you sure she likes tomatoes?
Molly: No.
Martha: Yeah I do. Onions!
Rexy: Onions?
Molly: No you don't.
Martha: Do too!
Rexy: Are you sure you like onions, Martha?
Martha: Yeah.
Rexy: Well what are you like when you eat them? I thought Molly said something that... (at Molly) she passes them all to you?
Molly: Marth... but you always pass them to me at the dinner table in chicken surpreme.
Martha: I do not, I love them, I eat them now.
Molly: Yes, well...
Martha: It's still something that I like. I ate an onion and I didn't- and I didn't die.