“It’s a beautiful day for a wedding.”
“Assuming nothing happens that we don’t really know, that nothing unexpected interferes with the show.”
“That’s why everything, every last little thing, every single tiny microscopic little thing must go according to plan.”
“We’ll go right into to the heights of society.”
“We’ll be there, we’ll be seen, having tea with the queen.”
“We’ll forget everything that we’ve ever ever been.”
“It’s a sad, sad state of affairs we’re in that has led to this ominous wedding.”
“How could our family have come to this?”
“They’re so common, so coarse.”
“Oh, it couldn’t be worse!”
“I’m afraid I disagree.”
“Get those corsets laced properly. I can hear you speak without gasping.”
“Marriage is a partnership. A little tit-for-tat.”
“You’d think a lifetime watching us might have taught her that.”
“Everything must be perfect!”
“Smile, darling, smile.”
“What a pleasure. Welcome to our home.”
“Mother won’t let me near the piano. Music is improper for a young lady. “Too passionate”, she says.”
“Since I was a child, I’ve dreamt of my wedding day. I always hoped to find someone I was deeply in love with. Someone to spend the rest of my life with. Silly, isn’t it?”
“Yes, silly. No. No, not at all, no.”
“With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.”
“Pay attention! Have you even remembered to bring the ring?”
“This wedding cannot take place until he is properly prepared! Young man, learn your vows!”
“I’m sure he’ll be back shortly. He’s terrified of the dark.”
“What’s going on here? Where am I? Who are you?”
“Well, that’s kind of a long story.”
“What a story it is. A tragic tale of romance, passion and murder most foul.”
“Please, there’s been a mistake. I’m not dead!”
“You don’t understand. She’s/he’s dead. Look!”
“I thought this was all going so well.”
“Can the living marry the dead?”
“He’s married to a corpse.”
“Silence that blasted coughing!”
“Well, perhaps in disappointment, we are perfectly matched.”
“Look, I am terribly sorry about what’s happened to you and I would like to help. But I really need to get home.”
“Psst, hey, I think you dropped something.”
“What are you doing here? You should be at home, prostrate with grief.”
“Can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?”
“What does that wispy little brat have that you don’t have double?”
“She/he can’t hold a candle to the beauty of your smile!”
“Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.”
“Now, why go up there when people are dying to get down here?”
“Maybe perhaps he/she does belong with her/him. Little miss/mister Living, with her/his rosy cheeks and beating heart.”
“You kept your promise. You set me free. Now I can do the same for you.”
“My dreams were taken from me. But now - now I’ve stolen them from someone else.”
“Well, that’s a great way to start a marriage.”
“I’ve spent so long in the darkness, I’d almost forgotten how beautiful the moonlight is.”
“Pardon my enthusiasm.”
“I like your enthusiasm.”