Actress:
— No one loves Me. No one fears me...
— But... But I do love you.
— Ugly little sister. Why do they adore her and not me?
— I cannot fathom it.
Iracebeth: — Silence! The next person who laughes, will never laugh again.
Queen Elsemere: — Iracebeth, please! How ever would you stop people from laughing?
a guest at the reception: — Put a bag on her head.
Iracebeth: — Put a bag on your head. Put a bag on all of your heads. Yes, I'll sew up your lips. Carve your toungs. Cut off your ears, off with you. Off... off... off with your Off with the head.
