Lizzie Cree: 500 pounds and the camera. It would seem I gave an excellent beating.
Lizzie Cree: My gender becomes inured to injustice. We expect it until we can greet it merely with a shrug.
Lizzie Cree: The line between comedy and tragedy is a fine one.
Lizzie Cree: I have a proposition for you, dear. I am in need of a lady's maid.
Aveline Ortega: Me? You must be playing.
Lizzie Cree: I can offer you twice the weekly wage you're earning here. All I require is some help bearing the load of my... My wifely duties.
Uncle: Cucumber sandwich?
Lizzie Cree: No, thanks.
Uncle: Oh, I forgot. You're not entirely partial to cucumber, are you?
Lizzie Cree: You shall have your moment and I mine. In the temple of fame our names will be written side by side in stone for all time.
Rachel: I'm ugly, Greg! Everyone feels like they have to lie to me and no-one realises how insulting that is. Everyone thinks they're helping, and they're not."
Laine Morris: Sarah if you're pushing it that is really messed up.
Sarah Morris: I'm not pushing it.
Laine Morris: I just want to stop whatever is happening. My friends are dying.
Parzival: Yep, he's pretty grea-.
Art3mis: I assume you and 'shoulder blades' are clanned up?
Parzival: Oh Aech? Nah. I mean... he's really good, but I don't clan.
Art3mis: Oh, cause you're Parzival? As in the knight who found the Holy Grail by himself.
Parzival: What about you, Art3mis, Goddess of the hunt? Clans must be killing to sign you up. (00:17:55)
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