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.