Vanity Fair
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:33:00
Let me be free of
your damned tragedy airs.!

:33:04
Who are you to give orders?
:33:07
You're here to have children
and you're barren!

:33:10
My son is sick of you.!
There's no one in the house
that doesn't wish you dead.!

:33:20
Besides, what's the matter
with Mrs. Crawley?

:33:24
She's not well born, it's true,
:33:27
but she's no worse than
Fanny's illustrious ancestor,
the first de la Jones.

:33:32
- The money I brought to this family, sir...
- Purchased my second son as a husband...

:33:37
whom the whole world
knows is mad.

:33:41
Enough.
:33:45
This is my house.
:33:48
If I invite the trash from every prison
and brothel in London,

:33:52
you will receive them
and you'll make them welcome.

:34:18
Remember. You have no friends
beyond this door.

:34:38
Lady Bareacres, what did you
make of the new Figaro?
I thought it was quite interesting.


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