Downton Abbey 3×5

Lady Mary Crawley: And you don't think Papa understands that?
Matthew Crawley: Maybe he harks back to a time when money was abundant and there wasn't much need to keep on top of it. I think he equates being businesslike with being mean. Or worse, middle class like me... Middle classes have their virtues, and husbandry is one.

Sir Philip Tapsell: My dear Mr. Crawley, may I point out the word that gives you away? "Anxious." Anxiety is an enemy to pregnancy. Don't, whatever you do, feel anxious.

Matthew Crawley: Edith, have you written back to your editor yet?
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: What's this?
Matthew Crawley: Edith has had an invitation to write a newspaper column.
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: And when may she expect an offer to appear on the London stage?

Mrs. Patmore: Oh, God, is it beginning?
Thomas Barrow: Dinner's suspended, so to speak.
Mrs. Patmore: Yes, but suspended canceled, or suspended keeping it hot? And what should I do about dinner down here?

Robert Crawley, Earl of Grantham: If you are sure, Sir Philip?
Sir Philip Tapsell: I am quite, quite certain.
Cora Crawley, Countess of Grantham: You're being ridiculous. Obviously we have to talk to Tom!
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: Well, don't look at me. Cora is right. The decision lies with the chauffeur.

Mr. Carson: That's it. The baby is born. It's a girl. Now you can all go to bed.

Daisy Robinson: Is there anything we should do, Mr. Carson?
Mr. Carson: Carry on, Daisy. As we all must.

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