Matty Crompton: I wish humankind would create such altruistic virtues, but sometimes I think socialism may never be realised.
Katharine Clifton: Promise me you'll come back for me.
Almásy: I promise, I'll come back for you. I promise, I'll never leave you.
Katharine Clifton: I wanted to meet the man who could write such a long paper with so few adjectives.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: Oh, don't worry about him. He's just an American staying with us.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: What are you wearing?
Isobel McCordle: Don't you like it? You bought it.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: Did I? How extraordinary of me.
Lavinia Meredith: I don't care what's changed or not changed as long as our sons are spared what you all went through.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: Not all. You never fought, did you, William?
Sir William McCordle: I did my bit.
Louisa Stockbridge: Of course you did.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: Well, you made a lot of money but it's not quite the same as charging into the cannon's mouth, is it?
Gloria Goodfellow: Petey? Petey? Walter?
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Ah, Gloria. This is Bob and Ted from the waterboard, we're just discussing the.
Gloria Goodfellow: Walter, where's Petey?
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Oh Lord! Mrs Calloway called about her crisis of faith. She was on the verge of losing it.
Gloria Goodfellow: I know the bloody feeling.
Gloria Goodfellow: This cannot go on mother, I've had enough.
Grace Hawkins: I understand you're upset.
Gloria Goodfellow: Too bloody right I'm upset, I've got two dead bodies. One in the pond and one in the sitting room.
Grace Hawkins: No, you've got three dead bodies in the pond because you're forgetting.
Gloria Goodfellow: Grace, this has gone far enough. And I mean it.
Gloria Goodfellow: It's just not fair. Other daughters get to plan weddings, bake cakes, go shopping with their mothers. What do I do? Dispose of dead bodies.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: So. They made love in every room in the house did they? Lilian and Brian? And they went round twice. I think we've got some catching up to do.
Gloria Goodfellow: No. I must see to Mrs Parker.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Oh gosh. Do you need me?
Gloria Goodfellow: No, no. It's just the flower arranging committee.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Dear God. I swear that committee will be the death of her.
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