What are you going to do this evening, Jill?
I'm going to meet some friends, Dad.
You mustn't come home late.
You must be home at half past ten.
I can't get home so early, Dad!
Can I have the key to the front door, please?
No, you can't.
Jill's eighteen years old, Tom.
She's not a baby.
Give her the key.
She always comes home early.
Oh, all right!
Here you are.
But you mustn't come home after a quarter past eleven.
Do you hear?
Yes, Dad.
Thanks, Mum.
That's all right.
Goodbye.
Enjoy yourself!
We always enjoy ourselves, Mum.
Bye-bye.