Miss Clavel Quotes in Madeline (1998)

[repeated line]

Miss Clavel: Something is not right.

Miss Clavel: You're giving me a gray hair!

Madeline: Could I see?

Miss Clavel: No.

Madeline: [losing hope in finding Genevieve] She's gone. Genevieve's gone.

Miss Clavel: No, she's not. We'll find her. I *promise* you. We have to have faith.

Madeline: I used to wish so hard for my parents to be alive again, but you can't make something happen just by wishing for it. Genevieve's gone. She doesn't *have* a home. She *needs* a home.

Miss Clavel: I know she does.

Madeline: I need a home, too!

Miss Clavel: Madeline, you will always have a home.

Madeline: Yes, but it won't always be with you, will it?

[silence]

Madeline: Will it?

Miss Clavel: Madeline, there is no place on earth that I'd rather be than with you and the other girls. You know that, don't you?

Miss Clavel: What's going on, girls?

Girls: Nothing!

Chantal: We're not hiding anything.

Madeline: I'll tell you what's going on. Lord Cucuface...

Miss Clavel: Covington.

Madeline: Cucuface! He's going to sell the school.

[several girls gasp]

Madeline: I heard it!

Aggie: Is it true?

Miss Clavel: [sighs softly] Yes, girls. Lord Covington intends to sell the school.

[the girls talk indistictly among themselves about Lord Covington, then Miss Clavel silences them]

Miss Clavel: Please... please... please.

[the girls get silent]

Miss Clavel: All of this is no reason for us to stop acting like proper young ladies. We will not fall to pieces, we will maintain composure. Lord *Covington* is showing the house tomorrow, and *I* intend for it to be spot... spotle -...

[sneezes]

Miss Clavel: Spotless.

Aggie: Bless you.

Miss Clavel: Thank you. Good night.

[walks to the doorway to give the girls one last warning]

Miss Clavel: And another thing: all of you young ladies know that there is a strict rule against pets in the school. What you do not know is that I'm highly allergic to dogs. Your new friend can sleep in the garden shed. Now to...

[sneezes again]

Miss Clavel: Bed.

Miss Clavel: [admiring Pepito's Spanish outfit] I think you look very handsome, Pepito.

Madeline: But no one told us this was a costume party.

Miss Clavel: [whispering] Madeline.

Miss Clavel: [at the carnival] All right, girls, everyone stay with your partners and... let's have fun!

Miss Clavel: Good night little girls, thank the Lord you are well.

Leopold the Tutor: [flirting] What do you do on your day off?

Miss Clavel: I pray.

Madeline: The Spanish Ambassador's a midget?

Pepito: [Looks at Madeline in disbelief]

Miss Clavel: Madeline. This is Pepito, the Spanish Ambassador's *son*.