Nurse: Doctor this man is unknown. His papers were lost. Delirium following malarial fever.
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Nurse: Doctor this man is unknown. His papers were lost. Delirium following malarial fever.
Nurse: Doctor this man is unknown. His papers were lost. Delirium following malarial fever.
Sara Crewe: Daddy? Captain Crewe: Sara... Sara Crewe: Daddy! Oh, Daddy! It is you! I found you! I found you! They said you were dead, but I knew you weren't! I knew you'd come back! Oh, Daddy, hold me, hold me close. You won't ever go away again, will you? Will you, Daddy? What's the matter, Daddy? Why don't you talk to me? Captain Crewe: Sara... Sara Crewe: Don't you know me, Daddy? I'm Sara! I'm Sara! Captain Crewe: Sara... Where is my daughter... Sara Crewe: Oh, Daddy! Something's happened to you! Mr. Bertie! Mr. Bertie! Oh, Daddy, you've got to know me! Look at me! Look at me! Oh, Daddy... Captain Crewe: You musn't cry. You musn't cry. We must be good soldiers, you know. Sara Crewe: But, I have been a good soldier, Daddy! And you don't know me! Captain Crewe: My little Sara never cries... Sara Crewe: But, I'm Sara! I'm Sara! Captain Crewe: Sara... Sara! My little... My darling... Sara Crewe: Oh, Daddy! You know me! You know me! Captain Crewe: Sara, my darling! My baby Sara! Sara! Poor Sara, darling!
Sara Crewe: I thought you said you didn't have any more rooms. Amanda Minchin: I didn't know then what a dear little girl was coming. Sara Crewe: Why does that make more rooms, Daddy?
Amanda Minchin: Sara, I shall expect an explanation of this. Sara Crewe: Yes, Miss Minchin. As soon as I can think of one.
Becky: Do you see what I do? Sara Crewe: I don't know what you see, but I don't think I believe what I'm seeing. Becky: Well I never. Sara Crewe: Do you feel that? Becky: Yes, Miss. Sara Crewe: What do you see? Becky: I see a fire, Miss. Sara Crewe: And a table with food on it, and a rug and a lamp, and slippers. Becky: I do indeed, Miss. How did it all get here? Did you pretend it into happening? Sara Crewe: I don't know. I've never pretended as good as this before. Look at these.
Captain Crewe: Sara has no mother, and we've never been separated for more than a few days. Amanda Minchin: How touching. Captain Crewe: This is going to be very hard on her. Amanda Minchin: Have no fear, Captain Crewe. I'm a mother to all my little girls.
Geoffrey Hamilton: Don't be frightened, Sara. It's only my grandfather. Lord Wickham: Don't you believe him, young woman! I disowned him the day he was born! Geoffrey Hamilton: And we're really very fond of each other. Lord Wickham: Of course we are - what? Wait till I see the woman who runs this school! I'll put a spoke in your wheel! Geoffrey Hamilton: Do! She'd love to know my grandfather is Lord Wickham, and she'll probably raise my salary! Lord Wickham: Insolent pup! Just like his father!
Amanda Minchin: Please be seated, Mr. Barrow. Mr. Barrows: How much did you advance for this party? Quite a sum, I suspect? Amanda Minchin: What does it matter? Captain Crewe is a very wealthy man. His check will be here shortly. Mr. Barrows: No, Miss Minchin. There'll be no check. Amanda Minchin: What? What do you mean by that? Mr. Barrows: The late Captain Crewe. Amanda Minchin: The late Captain Crewe? Mr. Barrows: Captain Crewe is dead. He was so reported in the list this morning. Moreover, he died a bankrupt. Amanda Minchin: Bankrupt? But, his property and his mines! Mr. Barrows: His property and his mines were confiscated by the enemy. Amanda Minchin: You mean to tell me that the child is penniless, and she's left on my hands with nothing? Mr. Barrows: She's certainly left penniless, and she's certainly left on your hands. She hasn't a relative in the world that we know of. Amanda Minchin: But her father's account is overdrawn. I was expecting a check in advance, the money for this party. Mr. Barrows: So, I understand. Amanda Minchin: But, this is monstrous. Amanda Minchin: I'll turn her out in the streets. Mr. Barrows: Do you think that wise, Miss Minchin? The reputation of your school, you know? Amanda Minchin: My school? Mr. Barrows: Well, the report might get about. And it might not sound well to the parents of some your other pupils. Amanda Minchin: Yes, that is so. Mr. Barrows: Of course. The child could be made to serve in your employ until her indebtedness is worked out. Amanda Minchin: But, that would take years. Mr. Barrows: Quite so. But at least, it's better than nothing.
Bertie Minchin: Today, my good woman, the British army is behind me. Amanda Minchin: Hubert, that uniform! You're not going to war? Bertie Minchin: Quite. To the very cannon's mouth, if need be! Amanda Minchin: But why? Bertie Minchin: Because, old girl, I'm fed to the teeth with your bullying. And your treatment of Rose and little Sara is the last straw! I prefer the less painful horrors of the battlefield. Amanda Minchin: Are you daring to criticize me? Bertie Minchin: Astonishing, isn't it? But it proves that I'm competent to lead my men into the very jaws of death!
Sara Crewe: Please sir, were you with the troops at Mafeking? Traumatized Young Soldier: Yes, of course I was. That's where I ran away, you know. Sara Crewe: Did you know my father, Captain Crewe? Traumatized Young Soldier: Yes, yes of course. That's a fine-looking officer, isn't he? He ought to do well. Sara Crewe: But where did you see my father last? Where is he now? Traumatized Young Soldier: Where is who? Sara Crewe: My father! Traumatized Young Soldier: Of course one soldier more or less doesn't make any difference, you know. That's why I'm making thousands and thousands of troops for England. See? Good strong fellows who won't be afraid as I was. I was afraid. That's why I ran away, you know. Sara Crewe: Mr. Bertie, he says he knows my father, but he won't tell. Bertie Minchin: He's living in a dream, Sara. He doesn't know what he's saying.
Sara Crewe: Here she is, on the bookshelves. Ram Dass: Bookshelves. Sara Crewe: Oh... I pretend they're bookshelves filled with beautiful sets of books. Ram Dass: Then I'd better remove her before she ruins your set of Dickens. This is your room, Miss? Sara Crewe: Yes, it's so little and so high above everything that it's like a nest in a tree. I can lie on my soft sofa and look up at the sky through that little hole in the roof. Ram Dass: Sofa? Sara Crewe: Well... it looks more like a sofa when it's made up, and I imagine it has warm blankets and lovely cushions to curl up on. Ram Dass: But there is a fire at night, of course? Sara Crewe: Well... that is the hardest of all to imagine, especially at night, but it's lovely when I can. Becky: The cook wants you, and she's in an awful mood! Sara Crewe: Excuse me, Ram Dass, I've got to go to the butcher's, and I'll get my ears boxed if I don't hurry!
Cook: You clumsy ox! For that, you'll whistle for your supper! Becky: Oh, but, Mum, Sara never got no lunch. Everything's away before she got back from the butcher's. Cook: Who do you think you're talking to? For that, you'll both go hungry! Now, clean up this mess!
Amanda Minchin: Sara, where have you been? Answer me. You've been out, haven't you? Sara Crewe: Yes, Miss Minchin. Amanda Minchin: What do you mean by disobeying my orders? Sara Crewe: I had to. I had to look for my father. Amanda Minchin: This ridiculous search for your father! All this making believe and refusing to face facts, it's... it's indecent. I've had enough of it, you must realize once and for all that your father is dead. Sara Crewe: Don't you say that! He's not dead, he's not! And you can't stop me from looking for him, either. Amanda Minchin: How dare you speak to me in that manner, you impudent little... I'll attend to you further in the morning.
Captain Crewe: You learning me by heart little Sara? Sara Crewe: No daddy, I know you by heart. You're inside my heart.
Lavinia: I hear you're being punished. Lavinia: Do you think we ought to offer her a chocolate? Jessie: You might let her smell them. Lavinia: Miss Minchin surely couldn't object to that. Would you care to? Sara Crewe: I don't want to smell them and I don't want to eat them, thank you. Lavinia: You don't? Why not? Sara Crewe: I've had much nicer things than chocolate this morning. Lavinia: Listen to the princess, pretending again. Sara Crewe: I'm not pretending. I had the most wonderful things to eat that anyone ever had. Lavinia: Why, you little liar. You haven't even had breakfast. Sara Crewe: Pardon me, but I really have; and if you'll excuse me for saying so, it isn't polite to call people liars. Lavinia: How dare you talk back to me. Sara Crewe: Was I doing that? My goodness! Sara Crewe: So sorry! Lavinia: You wait till I tell Miss Minchin on you!
Ram Dass: Missy Sahib speaks Hindustani? Sara Crewe: I've lived in India all my life. Ram Dass: Missy Sahib is going to live in England now? Sara Crewe: Only until my father gets through making those Boers behave. Ram Dass: Missy Sahib has been a soldier? Sara Crewe: Yes, my father's a captain. Captain Crewe.
Geoffrey Hamilton: Rose, something's wrong. What is it? Rose: Miss Minchin has taken away my Thursday afternoons. Geoffrey Hamilton: But why? Rose: We mustn't be seen together. Geoffrey Hamilton: Does that mean that I can never see you alone again? Rose: Of course not, darling. No matter what Miss Minchin says, we'll find a way. Geoffrey Hamilton: I can't understand the woman! What is she so afraid of? Why shouldn't we see each other? Rose: Gossip, I suppose. Miss Minchin lives for that school and her ideas of pride and snobbishness. Geoffrey Hamilton: Fiddlesticks! She's afraid of losing an excellent teacher whom she gets for nothing! I won't stand for it! I'll have a talk with her myself! Rose: Oh no, darling, you mustn't do that. She'd only discharge us both. Geoffrey Hamilton: She might not have the chance if things continue to pop in South Africa.
