Goodbye, Mr. Chips (1969)
Siân Phillips: Ursula Mossbank
Quotes
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Chips : Is my wife here?
Ursula : Wife? Which wife, darling?
Chips : She was called Katherine Bridges.
Ursula : Katie? Of course she's here! Did you say 'wife,' darling?
Chips : Yes.
Ursula : Well, that would make you her husband, wouldn't it?
Chips : Yes, it would.
Ursula : Then she's not here, darling. She's nowhere near the place.
[Chips starts to leave. Ursula stops him]
Ursula : That's what I was told to say, if you came in. She's in the kitchen, darling, making scrambled eggs.
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Katie : Ursula, darling, you must see the bell tower. And here's your guide
[pointing to Herr Staefel]
Katie : .
Ursula : The bell tower?
[realizing Katie's unspoken intention]
Ursula : Oh, yes, of course... the bell tower!
[laughs]
Ursula : [Later...]
Max Staefel : I hope you like early English perpendicular.
Ursula : Darling, I revel in early English perpendicular!
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Ursula : Oh, but I adore English public schools! I simply worship them all! Even that idiotic Westchester... where you can't ask a boy out to tea without everyone asking the most extraordinary questions.
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Ursula : I mean, it's all too devastating for words to be left by Eloise for, of all people, Freddie Franklin-Finch. Freddie Franklin-Finch, who doesn't even come up to her navel.
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Ursula : Eloise and Freddie, I mean, you know me, darling. I don't care *what* people do - provided they do it in bed, darling - but really, it's too much. I mean he's so small, it's impractical.
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Chips : Is my wife here?
Ursula : Wife? Which wife, darling?
Chips : She was called Katherine Bridges.
Ursula : Katie! Of course she's here. Did you say "wife," darling?
Chips : Yes.
Ursula : But that would make you her husband, wouldn't it?
Chips : Yes.
Ursula : Then she's not here, darling. She's nowhere near the place. That's what I was told to say if you came in. She's in the kitchen, darling. making scrambled eggs.
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Ursula : I'll get Freddie Franklin-Finch to fix these. He adores doing eggs for some reason. He's very Freudian, our Freddie.
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Ursula : How that Sutterwick has the gall to come here when I'd thrown him out bag and baggage last July. Well, I kept a little of the baggage - just a few ratty pieces of sable and the odd chandelier.
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Ursula : Bye-bye, my darlings. See you tomorrow or next year or in heaven or somewhere.