Rufus Fletcher:
Adam's playing lord of the manor, he just sacked the gardener.

Mary Gage:
Well I don't think he should have let him go! You have to keep this house up, cherish it for your great-uncle's sake.

Rufus Fletcher:
Oh yes, please! I would like to become a member of the Grown-Ups Club, please rush me a subscription form and a prospectus for a musty afterlife.

Rufus Fletcher:
Don't carry that guilty look around all the time. In South America you would have been incarcerated for that already.