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King Francis : Baroness. Did you or did you not lie to Her Majesty, the Queen of France?
[Rodmila is confused when asked about her lie about Danielle.]
Queen Marie : Choose your words wisely, madame, for they may be your last.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : [nervously] A woman would do practically anything for the love of a daughter, Your Majesties.
[Francis refuses to believe her.]
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : Perhaps I did get a little carried away.
Marguerite : Mother, what have you done? Your Majesty, like you, I am just a victim here. She has lied to us both, and I am ashamed to call her family!
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : [pushes Marguerite] How dare you turn on me, you little ingrate?
Marguerite : You see? You see what I have to put up with?
King Francis : [bangs his staff] Silence, both of you! Good Lord! Are they always like this?
Jacqueline : Worse, Your Majesty.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : Jacqueline, *darling*, I'd hate to think you had anything to do with this.
Jacqueline : [pointedly] 'Course not, Mother. I'm only here for the food.
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Jacqueline : [treating Danielle's wounded back] Oh! Now, you really brought this upon yourself, you know. Hmm? First with breakfast, and then that horrid display downstairs.
Danielle : I don't know what's come over me.
Jacqueline : Of course, I shall never forget the way Marguerite's feet went up over her head like that!
[Danielle and Jacqueline giggle.]
Jacqueline : She should not have said that about your mother.
Danielle : Thank you.
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Jacqueline : I wanted to be the peacock!
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : Honestly, Jacqueline, the horse is one of God's noblest creatures.
Jacqueline : [sarcastically] Oh, well why don't I just pull the carriage while I'm at it?
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : If you think it will get us there any faster...
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Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : [shoves Danielle into the pantry] Get in there.
[Rodmilla locks the door.]
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : [to Paulette, Maurice and Louise] Open this door, and you'll wish you never set foot in this house. Marguerite, Jacqueline, gather everything that will fetch a price. We're going to town first thing in the morning.
Jacqueline : Mother, it's only a ball.
Jacqueline : Yes, and you're only going for the food.
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Marguerite : I said I wanted four-minute eggs. Not four one-minute eggs, and where in GOD'S NAME is our bread?
Louise : [takes Marguerite's eggs] It's just coming out of the oven, my lady.
Rodmilla : Marguerite, precious. What do I always say about the tone?
Jacqueline : A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than the gentle hum of a whisper in the wind.
Rodmilla : Jacqueline, dear, do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
Marguerite : I was not shrill, I was resonant. A courtier knows the difference.
Rodmilla : I very much doubt your style of resonance would be permitted in the royal court.
Marguerite : I'm not going to the Royal Court, am I, mother? No one is, except some Spanish pig they have the nerve to call a princess.
Rodmilla : Darling, nothing is final until you're dead. Even then, I'm sure God negotiates.
[Rodmilla and Jacqueline continue eating their eggs]
Rodmilla : Why is there no salt on this table? Danielle?
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Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : Jacqueline, go and boil some water.
Jacqueline : Me? Boil water?... Oh I knew it! I just knew it!
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Jacqueline : Marguerite gets to do everything.
Marguerite : Oh, don't be daft, Jacqueline, the Queen doesn't even know you exist.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : What Marguerite does is for all of us, my dear. We are counting on you to help her get ready.
Jacqueline : Lovely. Next thing you know I shall be cleaning the fireplace with Danielle.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent : Where is that girl?
Marguerite : Probably off catching rabbits with her teeth.
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Henry : Where is she?
Maurice : The Baroness?
Henry : Ni... Danielle.
Maurice : But she has been sold, sire.
Henry : Sold? To whom?
Jacqueline : Pierre Le Pieu, Your Highness. Just after the masque.
Henry : Tell no-one we have spoken. For all shall reveal itself in due course. Come, Laurent. There is much to be done.
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Jacqueline : How was I to nearly come flying out the side door? He was suppose to be getting married.
Marguerite : I heard the prince talked to you. What did he say?
Jacqueline : Well, I can't be sure. It all happened so quickly. But I think what he said was, "Serves me right for choosing a foreigner over your... sister."
[Rodmilla and Marguerite giggle.]
Rodmilla : Well, very good. Perhaps we should just let him fret about it for a few days.
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Jacqueline : This one is too small
Rodmilla : Well, we shall just have to get you a tighter cinch.
Jacqueline : I cannot breathe as it is.
Rodmilla : If one cannot breathe, one cannot eat.