Tea, Trudy!
Yes, ma'am.
You're not to see that boy again Do you understand me? Rose, I forbid it.
Oh stop it, mother. You'll give yourself a nosebleed.
This is not a game! Out situation is precarious. You know the money's gone!
Of course I know it's gone. You remind me every day!
Your father left us nothing but a legacy of bad debts hidden by a good name. That name is the only card we have to play. I don't understand you. It is a fine match with Hockley, it will ensure our survival.
How can you put this on my shouders?
Why are you being so selfish?
I'm being selfish?
You want to see me working as a seamstress? Is that what you want? To see your fine things sold at auction, our memories scattered to the wind?
It's so unfair.
Of course, it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.
