The Draughtsman's Contract (1982)

Mrs. Talmann: She does not fret father, or if she does you well know the cause is your indifference - a house, a garden, a horse, a wife the preferential order.

Mrs. Talmann: When your speech is as coarse as your face, Louis, then you sound as impotent by day as you perform by night.

Mrs. Talmann: Your inventory, Louis, is unlimited. Like your long, clean, white breeches, there is nothing of substance in either of them.