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[Meg has twisted her ankle and Laurie took her home in his carriage
: He put snow on your ankle? With his own hands? Marmee
: I won't have my girls being silly about boys. To bed! Jo dear. Amy
: Everything lovely happens to Meg. Meg
] Oh yes, indeed.
: Fellow artists, may I present myself as an actor, a musician, and a loyal and very humble servant of the club. Jo March
: We'll be the judge of that. Laurie
: In token of my gratitude and as a means of promoting communication between adjoining nations, shouting from windows being forbidden, I shall provide a post office in our hedge, to further incourage the bearing of our souls and the telling of our most appalling secrets. I do pledge never to reveal what I recieve in confindence here. Meg
: Well, then. Do take your place Rodrigo. Jo March
: Sir Rodrigo.
Josephine 'Jo' March
: You plastered yourself on him! Meg March
: It's proper to take a gentleman's arm if it's offered!
: Imagine, giving up Italy to come live with that awful old man. Meg
: [Meg tsks
] Oh Jo, please don't say awful; it's slang.
Younger Amy March
: [Jo is curling Meg's hair
] What's that smell? Like burnt feathers. Jo
: Aaahh! Meg
: You've ruined me!
: [uncovers John's eyes
] Surprise! Marmee
: John. You have a daughter. Hannah
: And a son.
[Marmee and Hannah hands the twins to John
: Oh, Marmee, I can't believe you did this four times. John Brooke
: Yes, but never two at once, my darling.
: Have you heard from the professor? Jo
: No. No, we did not part well. Meg
: Well, John and I don't always agree but then we mend it.
: I fear you would have a long engagement, three or four years. John must secure a house before you can marry and do his service to the union. Jo
: John? Marry? You mean that poky old Mr Brooke? How did he weasel his way into this family? Marmee
: Jo! Mr Brooke has been very kind to visit father in the hospital every day. Jo
: He's dull as powder Meg, can't you at least marry someone amusing? Meg
: I'm fond of John, he's kind and serious and I'm not afraid of being poor. Jo
: Marmee, you can't just let her go and marry him. Meg
: I'd hardly just go and marry anyone. Marmee
: I would rather Meg marry for love and be a poor man's wife than marry for riches and lose her self-respect. Meg
: So, you don't mind that John is poor. Marmee
: No, but I'd rather he have a house. Jo
: Why must we marry at all? Why can't things just stay as they are? Marmee
: It's just a proposal, nothing can be decided on. Now girls? Don't spoil the day.
: Meg? John Brooke stole your glove. Meg
: Which glove? Not my white one. Jo
: Laurie says he keeps it in his pocket. Hannah, don't you think he ought to give it back? Hannah
: It isn't what I think that matters.
: Meg? Meg
: Please don't tell Jo how I've behaved. Laurie
: As long as you won't tell anyone how I've behaved. Meg
: I was just playing a part. To see what it felt like to be Belle Gardiner with four proposals and 20 pairs of gloves. Laurie
: You're worth ten of those girls. Boston Matron
: Did you see the way that March girl has gone after the Laurence heir? Boston Matron
: Best thing that could happen to the Marches. Meg
: This ridiculous dress, I've been tripping over it all night. Laurie
: Tie something around your neck where it can do you some good.