Oh, my God. You actually think you have won. Haven't I? We were playing very different games. All I know is, your carriage awaits, and my maid is on her way up with something called a pineapple.
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[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
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The mirrors stay, too.
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Leave that. I like it.
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[MUSIC CONTINUES]
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[CHEERING]
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Do it again!
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DRIVER: Go?
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Go.
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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!
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Abigail has done this. She does not love you. ANNE: Because how could anyone? She wants nothing from me, unlike you.
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Therefore, I am announcing a new prime minister... will be Mr. Harley.
