Where did you see me before tonight?[Emma]The library.[Dexter Mayhew]You’ve never seen me before in your life.[Emma]
Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today.
There’s actually real vanity to it, teaching. I’m hoping it’s gonna play out like Dead Poets Society. Just all adulation and no marking.
You’ve had a shitty, shitty time. But at some point, you are gonna think of this as a new start.[to Dex]
These papers, f*** them. And f*** whoever wrote them. I mean, I know how annoying you can be, but they… They have no idea. None. You’re funny. And charming. And lovely. And you’re gonna be exceptional. So again, f*** them.[to Dex]
Sorry. Not the plan. Not the plan.[Dexter Mayhew]Stop saying sorry, Dex. You don’t need a plan. Right? It’s only me.[Emma Morley]
It’s the dress rehearsal, and the lead is just so irredeemably s***. It’s no wonder they put him in an orphanage.[about her play (Oliver!)]
It’s not gonna change you, is it?[Emma]What?[Dexter]Slight fame.[Emma]God, I hate that word.mqqi]Dexter[/mqqi] What, “slight”?[Emma]
Is that a religious thing, not sleeping together?[Dexter Mayhew]Hmm. Okay. Right. So unimaginable, is it, that someone might decline to have sex with you that it could only be explained as an order from God himself?[Emma]
I’m not being a footnote.[Emma Morley]A footnote?[Dexter Mayhew]Yeah. In the story of your life.[Emma Morley]
How’s our Oliver? He looks very emotional.[Phil Godalming]Yeah, he’s been in character for the last six weeks. I think if he could, he’d have given himself rickets.[Emma Morley]
Fancy restaurant, rude waiter. It’s the law.
