Rolf Harris - "I'm sorry, but, Mark, that dart's poisonous!" Lee Gibson - "Oh, Lord! Who's going to suck the poison out!" Rolf Harris - "Me!" (sounds of people racing on stage)
Ben - "Rolly, Rolly, you won't believe it. Miriam and I have got a son! A little boy! Would you believe it? After six daughters, a little boy!" Rolly - "Does he look like you or Miriam?" Ben - "I don't know. We haven't looked at his face yet!"