Lady Sylvia McCordle: Oh, don't worry about him. He's just an American staying with us.
Henry Denton: Who is it?
Lottie: Oh, I'm ever so sorry, sir.
Henry Denton: Sorry for what?
Lottie: I'm supposed to get the fire lit without waking you.
Henry Denton: Why does everyone treat me as if I were one of these stupid snobs? I spent half the week downstairs with all of you.
Lottie: You can't be on both teams at once, sir.
Constance, Countess of Trentham: Are any of the others getting up for breakfast? The women, I mean.
Mary Maceachran: I think Lady Lavinia may be.
Constance, Countess of Trentham: That settles it. Come back at half past eight. I'll get dressed. It's the greatest bore, of course, but I don't want to miss anything.
Henry Denton: You Brits really don't have a sense of humor do you?
Elsie (Head Housemaid): We do if something's funny, sir.
Robert Parks: Can't a man hate his own father?
Bertha: I can't stop thinkin' about those girls. The ones that got, you know.
Mrs. Croft: Well, I'm not surprised, the way you carry on. Just see it never happens to you, that's all.
Raymond Stockbridge: Well, I think it's ridiculous. I'm here to shoot.
Louisa Stockbridge: Darling, it's a relief for me to sit next someone who isn't deaf in one ear.
Raymond Stockbridge: I'm sorry?
Mrs. Croft: He's very full of himself, I must say. Doesn't eat meat. He's coming to a shooting party and he doesn't eat meat.
Mrs. Wilson: Now now Mrs Croft. We don't want to be thought unsophisticated do we? Mr Weissman's an American. They do things differently there.
Lady Sylvia McCordle: Far be it from me to contradict Louisa.
Probert: I'll murder that dog one day. Look at that. All over his waistcoat.
Constance, Countess of Trentham: Could we possibly get on before I freeze to death?.
Constable Dexter: Inspector, there's a broken coffee cup down here.
Inspector Thompson: Dexter, they have people to clear these things up. You get on with your own job.
Mary Maceachran: What do I do with her Ladyship's jewels?
Elsie (Head Housemaid): This way. George is in charge of the safe, he's the first footman and you want to watch where he puts his hands.
Constance: Do you think he'll be as long as he usually is?
Elsie: Why do we spend our time living through them? Look at poor old Lewis. If her own mother had a heart attack, she'd think it was less important than one of Lady Sylvia's farts.
Constance: Mary, I don't think I'll wear that shirt after all. The other one's warmer, that's all I care about.
Arthur: George has had his revenge on Mr. Denton - hot coffee in the lap.
Arthur: Something funny about that bloke.
George (First Footman): His accent for a start.
Baron Raymond Stockbridge: Do you really have to go back to London?
Anthony Meredith: I am afraid so, Raymond. When you're ruined, there's so much to do.
Sir William McCordle: Yes, there is, isn't there? Moan, moan, moan.
Mrs. Croft: He was a hard-hearted randy old sod.