Movie: Miss Pettigrew (Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day)

- What would you recommend ancient monument of beauty as I am?
Well, if we're talking about ancient monuments, you know that even the sculptures of the Parthenon were once painted in bright, vulgar colors. Awful. And to me they are more like in its natural marble, as representing the wisdom and experience of how and charming.
- Joe Blomfield, you have no equal in terms of flattery.
And I mean that your place has long been in the Museum? In fact, do not spoil this masterpiece of nature, Marjorie, leave him alone. That's my advice.

"Gas is an invisible killer. Always carry your gas mask".
It's awful...
Yeah, short sleeves are a little creepy. Although the colours are pretty.

Not everything comes to us when we want it. In life there are times when you need to make a choice or you lose on all counts.

To gain wisdom, you need more than just those years.

The offended woman is very dangerous. A broken heart is often too cruel.

Oh you people, with your green drinks and your parties, tricks... You're all playing at love. Now I love her, the minute someone else gallop-gallop-gallop. Now, I'm not playing. Love is not a game.

- Please, delysia, I'm trying to apologize. I think you heard that I'm really not a Secretary. I'm afraid I'm a little pretending.
- Miss Pettigrew, if you know how to pretend, you are very good at it.
- Guinevere, Sarah Grubb is not to judge anybody for pretending.

- Yes, you hit him!
- What!?
- I'm a pianist, damn it, I could break his fingers!

- Guinevere, I'm scared.
- It's just a drill, I'm sure it's teachings.
- This will be the exercises not every time, right? We're going to go to war?
Yeah, I'm and this is another reason not to waste another second of your precious life. Listen to me once and I had the ambition, not the same as yours, much easier: marriage, children, your own house. He died in France, in the trenches. Good, steadfast man, you would probably call it boring, but every time he saw me, he smiled and with this we could build a whole life. Your heart knows the truth, delysia. Trust him, because life is so short.

You lost the person who loves you for who you are and not for what you pretend to be.
- And you, who are you to tell me what choice to make, and what not?
I'm a nobody.
- Apparently an expert on love.
- No. I have no one. I'm no expert in love, I'm an expert on lack of love, delysia. I know what life is without love, and this is the fate from which I so earnestly desire to keep you safe.

- You know my name is, Guinevere?
- I was under the impression that your name is delysia, Latos.
- Sarah Grubb. From a family of Grubb, from Pittsburgh. My father was a steelworker. No one knows except Michael and he doesn't judge me. <...> that's all I have, Guinevere. Well, maybe another two dozen pairs of shoes. With all these luxury apartments, fashion shows, I've never been so close to owning absolutely nothing. Every day I Wake up and think I should make one wrong move and I may be on one of these streets, without clothes, without food, without work. Without friends. Become normal again Sarah Grubb. You know what it's like?
Yeah, I know.
- You know?
- At least we have that in common.

They can't remember the last war, probably...
- No, I do not remember.

- Nice to meet you. I Phil Goldman.
Actually, we already met this morning, you were even then fully naked.

- Ice pick?
It's in the drawer somewhere, and the ice in the freezer.
I'm looking for a hatchet to kill, why would I want ice?