|- Episode 404:
|# Katie se bagarre.
|- I'm Katie fucking Fitch! Who the fuck are you ?
|# Effy rejoint Katie au bord de l'eau. Celle ci la questionne.
|- So what's it like?
- What's what like?
- Great. It's really lovely.
- That sounded convincing.
- It's fine. Nothing's ever perfect, you know?
- Episode 407:
#Freddie attend Effy chez elle pour des explications.
- What are you doing here?
- I want an explanation.
- Do you know what you’ve done to me? Just dumping me with no reason at all.
- I had reason.
- Or did John steal your soul, as well as your past?
- Tea and biscuits?
- The night before you dumped me, you told me that you love me.
- I know.
- So look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t love me now.
- Don’t do that! I went crazy when I was with you! I can’t let that happen again. Love’s not supposed to do that. You made me go mad!
- You’re making me mad now, Effy. And that’s exactly what love is supposed to do.
#Cook et Effy au bord de la route où a eu lieu l'accident de Tony (saison 1)
- Wow. Déjà vu.
- Yeah, ain't that French for “What the fuck is going on?"
- No. I've been here before. Something bad happened here.
- I was screaming. Someone got hurt.
- Okay. This is getting way too Stephen King for me. You win, all right? I call chicken.
- Someone got hurt. What are you talking about?
- What am I talking about? Come on, Eff. I know you, you know me. We've dated. We have fucked in every sense of the word, we are Cook and Effy. Eff! Get out the road, man!
- I'm not scared! I wanna be scared! I wanna be hurt! I wanna remembered! I'm not scared, I'm not scared, I'm not scared, I'm not scared, COME ON ! COME ON ! COME ON !
[He saves her, she kisses him back.]
- Take me to Freddie, Cook. You need to get me to him. You need to get me there. I need to tell him!
- You remember me though, yeah? You know who I am?
- How can I forget? You're my friend. »
- Episode 408:
# Cook est chez John Foster.
- I'm a fucking waste of space. I'm just a stupid kid. I got no sense. A criminal. I'm no fucking use. I am nothing. So please... please... get it into your, you know...into your bonce, that you killed my friend. And... I'm Cook. I'M COOK!!!!!!