| Character | Line # | Attribution | Subtitle | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Sally Boyle | 02 | PC_Sal | Poor things. The plague is spreading, isn't it? | |
| Sally Boyle | 04 | PC_Sal | I better stock up on phenocycline syringes. | |
| Sally Boyle | 06 | PC_Sal | The Train Station is somewhere out there. Full of lovely butterflies. | |
| Sally Boyle | 06 | PC_Sal | I hope the General's not in one of his oh-poor-me moods. It's such a chore dragging him out of them. | |
| Sally Boyle | 08 | PC_Sal | If he's cheery I bet he'll give me the Letter of Transit without a blink. | |
| Sally Boyle | 12 | PC_Sal | I wish I could have just got it for Arthur for old times sake. But Gwen needs that cod liver oil! |
None of the bridges are broken during Sally's act so ??? Some of these lines are reused at various scripted points in her Act elsewhere.