Anatol Spencer: Let me take you away from all this rotten, hypocritical crowd! Let's go to some clean, sweet place in the Country where people are honest and decent - and find ourselves again!
Vivian Spencer: I'll go with you to the country, Tony, if I can be sure there'll be milk - but no *milk-maids*!

Anatol Spencer: Let's not kiss any more, dear, until after breakfast.