- Hetty Wainthropp: [to Geoffrey as they're walking] Here, slow down. I'm not sure of me colors at this point, so it's all on you at this stage.
- Lester Rose: [to Hetty] You have to tell me now, old dear. Will you be my guest tomorrow or the spectre at my feast?
- Lester Rose: [to Gillian] The face of a mature woman is infinitely more beguiling to me that of a young slip of a girl.
- Hetty Wainthropp: I hope Geoffrey's eating properly. I miss his helping hand, Robert, to keep me on the right path. There's a wise old head on those young shoulders.
- Robert Wainthropp: Hmmm, I wouldn't mind a young head for these old shoulders.