Upstairs, Downstairs1971

Georgina Worsley:
Oh, perhaps it's the feeling of this place, being alone together, miles from anywhere. Coming up here was like going back in time. Peat fires, nursery tea, Bonnie Prince Charlie... But it's all make-believe and make-believe is for children. We did love each other once...

James Bellamy:
We do!

Georgina Worsley:
No, DID. During the war. That's all in the past, darling.

James Bellamy:
Don't take this away from me, Georgina. I haven't anything else.

Richard Bellamy:
[suddenly entering the room] I say, Hudson's just been telling me the most extraordinary thing! You know that small bedroom that's always kept shut up? Well, apparently there's a tradition that Charles Edward Stuart slept there during his wandering before he sailed for Skye! And there's a glass case in there containing a lock of his hair. Of course, if that unfortunate young man had given every lock of his hair kept in his memory in Scotland, he'd be competely bald!

[laughs to himself]

Richard Bellamy:
I think we should have a look at it afterwards, what do you think?

[silent pause]

Richard Bellamy:
Georgina, my dear, you're shivering! Isn't that rather a flimsy dress for this climate?

James Bellamy:
Perhaps a ghost walked over her grave...