Lady Britt Dorset: Ooh Mr Graham, I'm quite frightened to come and see you again.
Mr. Graham: What's the trouble?
Lady Britt Dorset: Money trouble.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: Are you Graham?
Mr. Graham: Yes.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: What do you want?
Mr. Graham: I'd like to escape, I imagine we both would.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: I'm perfectly fine.
Mr. Graham: You have no money.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: Have you?
Mr. Graham: I intend getting some.
Mr. Graham: I want you, my lord, to grow a moustache.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: That's a joke in extremely bad taste.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: I don't know why I can't use my own tailor in London.
Mr. Graham: One can't be too careful.
Lord Nicholas "Nick" Dorset: You can't possibly understand what an ordeal it is to wear clothes made by a stranger.
Mr. Graham: I live alone, I'm not married.
Lady Britt Dorset: Are you queer or divorced?
Lady Britt Dorset: I must be absolutely your most troublesome customer Mr Graham.
