The Fine Art of Love: Mine Ha-Ha

Simba:
[to a dancer] You can play the poor prince. You're a good dancer, but as you've always known... you're not pretty.

Lady Helena:
You're looking well!

Headmistress:
Don't talk nonsense; we've known each other far too long.

Lady Helena:
[Being shown the girls] What beautiful biological specimens!

Headmistress:
She wanted you to be the star! She wanted you! So do it for her, do it! Be the dance... the dance...