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@incorrectacgasquotes
Audrey, whispering: Stop undressing me with your eyes.
Siegfried, whispering back: Well, you didn't let me do it with my hands!
*Tristan drops his fork*
James: Here we go.
Tristan: I just want one dinner, ONE NORMAL DINNER IS ALL I ASK!
James: Siegfried isn't talking to me.
Tristan: Enjoy it while it lasts.
Siegfried: This is Mrs Hall, not just my housekeeper, she's some other word.
Mrs Hall: I'm his carer.
Siegfried: Yes, my carer. She cares, so I don't have to.
Audrey holding Siegfried's face with her hands: I want you to say it.
Siegfried sighs, eye rolls: I deserve happiness, and being loved.
Helen: *trying to fix something*
Helen: Could you give me a hand?
James: Sure.
James: *grabs her hand and holds it*
Helen: You’re cute but that’s not what I meant.
Siegfried: *gives everyone the silent treatment*
Tristan: You have to find some way to express yourself, big brother.
Siegfried:
Siegfried: *smashes a chair against the table*
Siegfried: Is that the kind of way you mean?
Tristan:
Siegfried: Hmmm.
Mrs Hall: Hmmm?
Siegfried: Hmm. Hm.
Mrs Hall: Hmmm.
Siegfried and Mrs Hall: *nodding at each other before leaving the room*
James: What? Did they understand each other?
Tristan: Of course they did.
James:
Tristan: Just so you know, they were talking about you.
James: WHAT?!
Siegfried: Stop holding my hand. People don't do that to me.
Mrs Hall: Hush now!
Siegfried: And don't hush me. I am not a hushing person.
Siegfried: Personally, I blame you.
Tristan: How can it possibly be my fault?
Siegfried: Because otherwise it would be my fault. And that can't be right.
Mrs Hall: James and your brother are screaming and shouting outside, don’t you think you should do something?
Tristan: You’re right, Mrs H, I should.
Tristan: *closes the curtains*
Tristan: *sips tea*
Siegfried: *does something stupid*
Mrs Hall:
Mrs Hall:
Siegfried: It’s cute how you think your disapproving glare still works on me after all the times I’ve seen it.
Mrs Hall:
Siegfried: Oh well, never mind. It still works.
James: You’re smiling, did something good happen?
Siegfried: Can’t I just smile when I feel like it?
Tristan: I fell right in front of him 5 minutes ago.
Mrs Hall: Be nice.
Siegfried, about Tristan: Yes... well, how do I tell him politely that I want to hit him with a cricket bat?
James: Can I have some?
Tristan, mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it.
Siegfried: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal', you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.
Siegfried: I admit I was wrong about that.
Mrs Hall: Good.
Siegfried: However-
Mrs Hall: No, no, howevers, just stand there in your wrongness and be wrong.
Tristan: I folded my clothes.
Mrs Hall: You wadded them into a ball.
Tristan: I folded them in a circle.