Beau Brummell

Lord George Gordon Byron:
The trouble with most men of superior intellect is their pride. And a proud man can be just as foolish as a fool.

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Who's your fat friend?

Prince of Wales:
She's leaving me, George. Moriah's going. I don't want to live without her. I WON'T live without her. I'm sorry, George. I know it's not very manly of me. Silly of me to have come! You're the only friend I've got so I had to.

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Come and sit down. Don't talk if you don't feel like it, just rest.

Mortimer:
[Gives Brummell the three rings Patricia sent] These came for you, earlier on, sir.

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Thank you.

Prince of Wales:
Moriah's going to Italy to live. I can't say I blame her really. People whispering about her, slandering her. Said this would ruin my life and I've told her again and again that everything would be different when I'm king. Just can't wait that long. Oh, dear!

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
I understand completely, sir. Not only because of my affection for you, but because I'm in the same position.

Prince of Wales:
You're in love? Patricia. Oh, I knew it! I sensed something. But what about Edwin?

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Well, it seems that he represents the the solid, respectable present. I'm the uncertain, dangerous future. The female yearns for snug harbors. It's rather fundamental. It's very difficult to fight.

Prince of Wales:
Well, what will you do?

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
I'm not certain, sir. I'm only certain of what's in my heart and hers. I don't intend to let her go.

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Mortimer?

Mortimer:
Sir?

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
When they lady arrived, did you take careful note of her eyes?

Mortimer:
One could not avoid it, sir.

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
What color would you say they were?

Mortimer:
Violet, sir. Indubitably violet!

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
At night, yes! But in the daytime, a deep blue. I must have the contemplation room done over in that exact shade. I expect she'll be in it a great deal!

Mortimer:
Will she, sir?

George Bryan 'Beau' Brummell:
Indeed! I'm gonna marry her, you know. [Exits]

Mortimer:
[Stunned]