Jane Hoskins: I'm not interested in the character, Baroness. I'm thinking of becoming a lady, and for that, no character is necessary.
Julia Wortin: I haven't had this much fun since the fleet came back from Manila.
Jane Hoskins: Mr. Duxbury, you are without question the most dishonest, the most immoral, the most unprincipled man I ever met in my life.
Nigel Duxbury: That would sound more convincing if your hot little fist wasn't stuffed with money. But if it will make you any happier, we can always give it back - your half.
Jane Hoskins: Let's not be too hasty, Mr. Duxbury. We can think more clearly when we've had a little wine.
Tracy Collans: Hoskins, place me next to Lady Lovely at supper.
Nigel Duxbury: [as the butler, Hoskins] That might be a bit of a problem, sir.
Tracy Collans: Solve it, Hoskins, and I'll make it worth your while.
Nigel Duxbury: Bribery, sir?
Tracy Collans: Yes.
Nigel Duxbury: I just wanted to make sure.
Juan Dinas: [astride a horse] Is she married?
Nigel Duxbury: [as the butler, Hoskins] A widow, sir. She was heartbroken by her husband's death - vowed to never look at another man.
Juan Dinas: Well, I do not want her to look at another man. I want her to look at Juan Miguel... Dinas... that's me.
Nigel Duxbury: Well, I suggest you stay where you are, sir. Her ladyship could never resist an attractive horse.
Jane Hoskins: He offered me a hundred servants, a house of my own, and 8,000 pigs. He wants to marry me, Nigel.
Julia Wortin: They disappeared like beer at a policeman's picnic.
Jane Hoskins: You blaggard! It's all seeming crystal clear. All this time you planned every little scheme up your sleeve, and I'm to have no part of it. No part of it, eh? Well, at the risk of being accused of understatement, I'll tell you that you're an unmitigated, double-dealing, mealy-mouthed, underhanded scoundrel, and I should have known if from the first.