Duration: 29.4s

SARAH: She wants nothing from you, and yet somehow she is a lady, with 2,000 a year, and Harley sits on your knee most nights. I wish you could love me as she does. SARAH: You wish me to lie to you? Oh. "You look like a... a... an angel fell from heaven, Your Majesty." No. Sometimes, you look like a badger. - And you can rely on me to tell you. - Why? Because I will not lie! That is love!