Alice Kingsley:
I'm sorry, Hamish. I can't marry you. You're not the right man for me. And there's that trouble with your digestion.
[Alice walks over to her sister]
Alice Kingsley:
I love you, Margaret, but this is my life. I'll decide what to do with it.
[Alice turns to Lowell, meeting his sour look with a stern glare]
Alice Kingsley:
You're lucky to have my sister for your wife, Lowell, and be good to her. I'll be watching very closely.
[Alice goes up to Aunt Imogene and takes her hands]
Alice Kingsley:
There is no prince, Aunt Imogene. You need to talk to someone about these delusions.
[Alice walks past Lady Ascot, looking sternly at her]
Alice Kingsley:
I happen to love rabbits, especially white ones.
[Alice goes up to her mother]
Alice Kingsley:
Don't worry, Mother. I'll find something useful to do with my life.
[Alice turns to the Chattaway sisters]
Alice Kingsley:
You two remind me of some funny boys I met in a dream.
Lord Ascot:
You've left me out.
Alice Kingsley:
No, I haven't, sir. You and I have business to discuss.
Lord Ascot:
Shall we speak in the study?
[Alice smiles and starts to head to the house, when suddenly she turns back to the crowd]
Alice Kingsley:
Oh. And one more thing.
[Alice lifts the hem of her dress to her knees and does the Futterwacken]
