From Barry Lyndon
Don't you think he fits my shoes very well Your Ladyship?
[kneels to his stepbrother
Dear child, what a pity it is I am not dead, for your sake. The Lyndons would then have a worthy representative and enjoy all the benefits of the illustrious blood of the Barrys of Barryville. Would they not... Mr. Redmond Barry?
From the way I love this child my lord, you ought to know how I would have loved his elder brother had he proved worthy of any mother's affection.
Madam! I have born as long as mortal could endure the ill-treatment of the insolent Irish upstart whom you've taken into your bed. It is not only the lowness of his birth and the general brutality of his manners which disgusts me, but the shameful nature of his conduct towards Your Ladyship...