King Edward VIII: Sorry, I've been terribly busy.
King George VI: Doing what?
King Edward VIII: Kinging.
Barbara Castle: I am what is known as a fiery redhead. Now, I hate to make this a matter of appearance and go all womanly on you, but there you have it. And me standing up like this is in fact just that redheaded fieriness leaping to the fore. Credence? I will give credence to their cause. My god! Their cause already has credence. It is equal pay. Equal pay is common justice, and if you two weren't such a pair of egotistical, chauvinistic, bigoted dunderheads, you would realise that. Oh, my office is run by incompetents and I am sick of being patronised, spoken down to, and generally treated as if I was the May Queen. Set up the meeting!
Arianne: If Etain is hunting you, you might as well be dead already.
Centurion Quintus Dias: That's comforting.
Arianne: Her soul is an empty vessel. Only Roman blood can fill it.