Harley: I wish to make a statement to the Queen.
Lady Sarah: State it to me. I love a comedy. Is there cake?
[last lines]
Abigail: You should lie down.
Queen Anne: You shall speak when asked to! I feel dizzy, I need to hold on to something.
[she grabs Abigail's hair]
Godolphin: A man's dignity is the one thing that holds him back from running amok.
Lady Sarah: Sometimes a lady likes to have some fun.
Abigail: My life is like a maze that I continually think I've gotten out of only to find another corner right in front of me.
Abigail: [after Sarah slaps Abigail twice in the face] Obviously you still have some anger to expiate. I'll allow it this once.
Lady Sarah: Congratulations on your wedded bliss.
Abigail: [snorts dismissively]
Abigail: You're so beautiful.
Queen Anne: Stop it, you mock me.
Abigail: I do not. If I were a man, I would ravish you! Rrrrravish!
Lady Sarah: There are limits to what one can give.
Lady Sarah: I love you, but that I will not do.
Queen Anne: If you love me...
Lady Sarah: Love has limits.
Queen Anne: It should not.
Lady Sarah: [to Abigail] If you do not go, I will start kicking you and I will not stop.
Queen Anne: Oh it is fun to be queen sometimes!
Harley: One can only imagine.
Lady Sarah: Let's shoot something!
Harley: So what's been happening?
Abigail: The queen and Lady Marlborough are to race lobsters, and then eat them.
Harley: Do you want to get punched?
Abigail: When I was 15, my father lost me in a card game.
Lady Sarah: You are not serious.
Abigail: He was very upset about it. Took off into the forest with nothing but a scullery maid and a dozen bottles for solace.
Harley: It is important to make new friends, is it not?
Abigail: Yes. If that's what's actually happening here, and not veiled threats under the guise of civility.
Abigail: [referring to the filth she fell into that's all over her clothes and face] This mud stinks.
Sally: They shit in the streets around here. Political commentary they call it.
Queen Anne: What happened to your dress?
Abigail: Wolves.
Masham: I am as hard as a rock, and it is our wedding night.
Abigail: Can I ask you something?
Lady Sarah: As long as you're aware that I have a gun.
