Constance, Countess of Trentham Quotes in Gosford Park (2001)

Lady Sylvia McCordle: Where's that wretched Mabel.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Has anyone checked her outfit? She's probably in black velvet with a feather in her hair.

Lavinia Meredith: She's in the morning room looking perfectly normal. Don't be such a snob aunt Constance.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Me? I haven't a snobish bone in my body.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Difficult colour... green.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: If there's one thing I don't look for in a maid, it's discretion. Except with my own secrets, of course.

Mary Maceachran: They said Sir William was planning to cut Lady Sylvia out of his will in favour of Miss Isobel.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: That's nothing. In the new will, Sir William left Lady Stockbridge 100,000 pounds. Sylvia thinks it's a huge joke, especially since she won't have to pay it.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: So what's the gossip in the servant's quarters?

Mary Maceachran: Um, nothing my lady.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Nonsense. Come on, out with it.

Mary Maceachran: Well, is it true that Sir William could have married Lady Stockbridge if he'd wanted to?

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Is that what they're saying?

Mary Maceachran: Only that Lord Carton was after Sir William for one of them but he didn't care which.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: What would you say if I told you, they cut cards for him.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: He's still got that vile little dog, I see.

Lady Sylvia McCordle: Yes, the ones we hate last forever.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Are any of the others getting up for breakfast? The women, I mean.

Mary Maceachran: I think Lady Lavinia may be.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: That settles it. Come back at half past eight. I'll get dressed. It's the greatest bore, of course, but I don't want to miss anything.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: The time to make up your mind about people is never.

[Constance's car is pulled over to the side of the road]

Morris Weissman: Hello? Is everything all right? Are you ok?

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Am I *what*?

Lady Sylvia McCordle: Did you have an dreadful journey?

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Yes, simply dreadful.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: [referring to the temperature in the house] It's absolutely glacial in here.

Constance, Countess of Trentham: Could we possibly get on before I *freeze to death?*