Sir Mason Harwood Quotes in Year of the Comet (1992)

[Sir Mason and Richard are discussing the winery's business dealings. Margaret has come in after cleaning up from the last tasting]

Margaret Harwood: Everything is cleaned up, Father.

Sir Mason Harwood: Thank you, dear. Now, when you're finished with Belgium...

[Margaret remains where she is, Sir Mason looks up]

Sir Mason Harwood: What is it?

Margaret Harwood: Father, please, when are you going to send me on a trip?

Sir Mason Harwood: When you're ready.

Margaret Harwood: Father, I've been here for almost a year. I *am* ready, you know I am.

[Sir Mason rejects Margaret's offer to send her out on a business trip. Margaret and Richard start bickering]

Margaret Harwood: [to Richard] You are a person of very little quality.

Sir Mason Harwood: Oh, why do you both bicker so much?

Margaret Harwood: Because we're both jealous. Richard is jealous of everyone who is better than him, which includes every living creature. I'm jealous because I really care about wine. I love it! Yet I'm treated like a servant while he gets every opportunity that comes along!

Sir Mason Harwood: You're not ready to be sent out yet, Margaret. When you are, naturally being totally fair, I'll send you. Remember, you are still a child.

Margaret Harwood: Father, I'm 28 years old.

Richard Harwood: Well, this desk is 112 years old. We're not sending it out to catalog wine!

Sir Mason Harwood: Now, that's quite enough of that! Just be patient, your opportunity will come in due time.

Margaret Harwood: So it's now, then?

Sir Mason Harwood: When you're *ready,* dear!

Margaret Harwood: That's what I thought you'd say.

Margaret Harwood: [Puts a letter on the desk] This is my resignation.

Richard Harwood: [Picks up the letter and starts to read it] Ooh, this *is* good news!

Sir Mason Harwood: When your mother left, and decided to raise you in America, I accepted it. It was a decision I always suspected would haunt me. But this...

[takes the letter from Richard and holds it up]

Sir Mason Harwood: You stop it now. Or I shall become, I promise you, very upset.

[holds the letter out to Margaret, which she does not take back]

Sir Mason Harwood: I don't enjoy making threats very well.

Margaret Harwood: Neither do I. Goodbye.

[turns and walks out]

Sir Mason Harwood: [throws the letter on the desk] Damn! Truly, truly, Damn!

Richard Harwood: Father, we should celebrate her going!

Sir Mason Harwood: Celebrate? She knows more about wine already than you'll ever learn, and she willingly does the work of four!

Richard Harwood: But Harwood has never been represented by a *woman*!

Sir Mason Harwood: Yes, well that's something we should consider changing.

Sir Mason Harwood: A lawyer friend of mine acts for an estate in Scotland, on the Isle of Skye. His client, an absentee landlord, has recently died, and this lawyer has asked me to dispose of the wine cellar.

[hands Margaret a package]

Sir Mason Harwood: Legal documents and other data are all in here.

Margaret Harwood: Oh, thank you, Father!

[throws her arms around her father]

Margaret Harwood: I swear, I won't disappoint you!

Sir Mason Harwood: [hugs Margaret, and quickly breaks the embrace] Well, that's quite enough sentiment for one day, Margaret.