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: [In a disparaging way as Young Jolyon is leaving
] I understand you're teaching now at some sort of second-rate art school... or something. Young Jolyon Forsyte
: [Replying as he is leaving
] The art school is first rate. I'm second rate.
: I wish you'd allow me to choose your friends. Irene Forsyte
: As you choose my dresses? Soames Forsyte
: I think you'd admit that I've made you one of the best-dressed women in London. Surely you have no complaints on that score.
: For once I wasn't thinking about the Forsythes. Soames Forsyte
: Then it's about time you did, my dear. When you marry a Forsythe, you become a Forsythe.
: [Seeing Soames for the first time in years in a Parisian gallery
] Five years! It's quite a long time! How is London? Soames Forsyte
] Just as gray as ever. Perhaps a little grayer... now.
: so... if you couldn't commit the matter to paper... Jolyon
: keep your daughter away from my son! You probably know, they are together, as we speak. Soames Forsyte
: [takes off his glasses
] I had no idea. Jolyon
: They met at June's gallery. My son is staying with Val and Holly. Your daughter invited herself down, finagle her way in! Soames Forsyte
: Val Darty and his wife extended Fleur an invitation... Jolyon
: She forced their hand! She must be like you, she sees something and decides to get it. Soames Forsyte
: [puts down his glasses
] so what do you want me to do? Jolyon
: make sure, that this doesn't happen again. Soames Forsyte
: Stop it, you mean? Jolyon
: Absolutely. Soames Forsyte
: You come here, behind your son's back, and tell me to break this up.
[gets up from his desk, walks towards Jolyon
] Soames Forsyte
: You! Of all people, the man who once lectured me on the importance of happiness in marriage; the man who spurned his own family to follow his heart; who stole another man's wife in the name of love... Jolyon
: Jon and your daughter aren't in love... Soames Forsyte
: [raising his voice
] Have you asked them? Jolyon
: ... Soames Forsyte
: This liaison is repugnant to me too - your son with my daughter. I will do my best to stop it and I presume you will too. But at least I don't have to play the hypocrite. Good evening to you sir.
: I can't abide foreigners. Annette Forsyte née Lamotte
: Then why did you marry one?
: If I were to marry you, Mr. Forsyte, would you promise me one thing? Irene Forsyte
: [he seems flustered by he question
] If our marriage is not a success, then I shall be free as if I had never married you. Soames Forsyte
: If we were to marry, then it would be a success.
: What can I do for you, Miss Heron? Irene Forsyte
: If I were to marry you, Mr. Forsyte, would you promise me one thing? Soames Forsyte
] Irene Forsyte
: If our marriage is not a success, then I shall be as free as if I had never married... Soames Forsyte
: If we were to marry, then it *would* be a success.
: [referring to Bosinney
] I will not see this man make a fool of me. Irene Forsyte
: No, you are quite capable of doing that yourself.