Rupert Baines:[to little boy sitting in ancient museum chairpiece, annoyed and patronizing]No no, little boy! We mustn't sit on the chair. Do you know why? Because THIS is a priceless, irreplaceable piece of fine art from another millennium. And YOU... are a not-quite-formed, piece of temporary plasmic rubbish taking up space on this already overcrowded planet!
Rupert Baines:And I suppose you're a dancer too?
Roscoe:No, I'm just effeminate, thank you.
Kay Villano:Oh well pardon me, having a conversation with my DEAD HUSBAND happens to upset me a little bit!
Kay Villano:Everything goes. Everything goes. Except that chair!
Charlotte Banning:Kay, that ratty old chair? Don't be silly. Why would you want to keep THAT chair?
Kay Villano:DON'T TOUCH THAT CHAIR. My fiancé... was born in it.
Charlotte Banning:Rupert was born in a chair?
Kay Villano:Yes, it's the most lovely story. His mother was just sitting there, knitting, listening to the radio - and out popped my fiancé.
Jolly Villano:Darling, only you can see me. They can't see me.
Rupert Baines:Lovely hat. Batteries included?
Charlotte Banning:Was this always here?
Kay Villano:Was what always there?
Charlotte Banning:This wall, was it always here?
Kay Villano:Yes mother, it was always there.
Charlotte Banning:Well, I don't remember it.
Kay Villano:It was always there. It was always kind of flat like that and held the building up.
Emily:I think it's great that she's decided to face this place, start doing things again.
Charlotte Banning:So do I. But why couldn't she start with something simple. Like needlepoint, or analysis.
Charlotte Banning:He's such a nerd!
Kay Villano:He's not a nerd! Where did you ever come up with that word?
Charlotte Banning:Oh, just came out of my lips when I met him! NERD! Just like that.
Billy:Your mother is driving me mad, Kay!
Kay Villano:Pretend she's your mother and ignore her.
Charlotte Banning:Well, at least he wasn't born in a chair!