Mr. Dick: A remarkable woman. Very kind.
Mr Dick: My mind is as clear as a soap bubble!
[Last Lines, to his younger self]

David Copperfield: Don't worry. You'll make it through. And you'll have quite the ride on the way.
[First lines]

[Applause from the audience as David Copperfield appears on the stage]

David Copperfield: Thank you. Whether I turn out to be the hero of my own story or whether that station will be held by anybody else these moments must show.
Betsey Trotwood: Peggotty? Peggotty? Peggotty? You mean to say a human being went into a church and had herself named Peggotty? Did you mother sneeze when you were christened?
Betsey Trotwood: My late brother all over. Calls a house a rookery, takes the rooks on trust. A better name would have been Gullible Manor.
Mr Dick: Somebody! Somebody, please! King Charles I. Are we certain that he's dead?

Betsey Trotwood: When last seen in public, his head was *not* attached to his body.

Mr Dick: Good. Thank you. Much obliged.
David Copperfield: What are you doing?

Betsey Trotwood: Medicine. I'm reviving you.

David Copperfield: This is salad dressing.

Betsey Trotwood: Is it? Thought it was Armagnac. Don't have my spectacles on.

David Copperfield: Do you have lettuce somewhere covered in ointment?
Betsey Trotwood: Mr Dick. My brother, David Copperfield, this is his son, who's run away. What shall we do with him?

Mr Dick: If I were you, I'd wash him.
David Copperfield: Is my aunt really going to...?

Mr Dick: To visit violence upon the boy? Yes. She's a remarkable woman. Very kind.
Mr Dick: [Coming through the door]

Mr Dick: His head... is entirely removed from his body? We're sure?

Betsey Trotwood: Let's leave Charles's head on one side for the moment, Mr Dick.

Mr Dick: Pick it up later. Understood.
David Copperfield: You can't take from someone who has nothing