Bright Young Things

Miles:
We're family. That one's my husband.

Agatha:
Only joking. He means he's my husband, don't you, darling?

Nina Blount:
Oh, dear. Have I been sold again?

Race Steward:
I'm terribly sorry, but only mechanics, judges, and family are allowed beyond this point.

Miles:
We're family. That one's my husband.

Race Steward:
Your what?

Agatha:
Only joking. He means he's my husband, don't you, darling?

“So many little people… what can they all do with their lives?”

Adam Symes:
“ Masked Parties, savage parties, Victorian parties, Greek parties, Wild west parties, Russian parties, circus parties, parties where you have to dress as somebody else, almost naked parties, and St. John’s wood parties and flats, and studios, and ships, and hotels, and night clubs, and swimming baths, and windmills...Dances in London are so dull. Comic dances and Scotland and disgusting dances and the suburbs, all that succession and repetition of masked humanity; all those vile bodies.”