Myriam Emilie Francois aufgeführt in der Rolle von...
Margaret Dashwood
- [Edward and Elinor are baiting Margaret, who is playfully hiding]
- Edward Ferrars: I, eh, wish to check the position of the Nile. My sister tells me it is in South America.
- Elinor Dashwood: Oh. No. No, um, she's quite wrong, um, for I believe it is in Belgium.
- Edward Ferrars: Belgium. Surely not, I think you must be thinking of the Volga.
- Margaret: [under the table] The Volga?
- Elinor Dashwood: Of course, the Volga, which, as you know, starts in...
- Edward Ferrars: Vladivostock, and ends in...
- Elinor Dashwood: Wimbledon.
- Edward Ferrars: Precisely. Where the coffee beans come from.
- Margaret: [coming out] Ugh! The source of the Nile is in Abyssinia.
- Margaret: Have you really been to the East Indies, Colonel?
- Colonel Brandon: I have.
- Margaret: What's it like?
- Sir John Middleton: Like? Hot.
- Colonel Brandon: [mysteriously] The air is full of spices.
- Marianne: And as for you, you have no right, no right at all, to parade your ignorant assumptions...
- Margaret: They're not assumptions, you told me.
- Marianne: I told you nothing.
- Margaret: They'll meet him when he comes, anyway.
- Marianne: Margaret, that is not the point. You do not speak of such things before strangers.
- Margaret: But everyone else was.
- Marianne: Mrs Jennings is not everyone.
- Margaret: I like her. She talks about things. We never talk about things.
- Mrs. Dashwood: Hush, please. That is enough, Margaret. If you cannot think of anything appropriate to say, you will please restrict your remarks to the weather.
- Margaret: [in church] Do you think he'll kneel down when he asks her?
- Elinor Dashwood: Shh!
- Margaret: [from the pulpit] The fear of Him is the beginning of wisdom. They always kneel down.
- Edward Ferrars: I trust I find you all well?
- Marianne: Thank you, Edward, we are all very well.
- Margaret: We've been enjoying very fine weather.
- [Marianne nudges her]
- Margaret: Well, we have.
- Edward Ferrars: Well, I-I'm glad to hear it. The roads were very... dry.
- [a large box has arrived at Barton cottage]
- Margaret: It's for us!
- Mrs. Dashwood: What is it, Thomas?
- Thomas: I'm not sure, ma'am, but it's right heavy.