Billy Bevan: George Grainger
Ellen Bridges : [somewhat shocked as her husband unfortunately drunkenly enters the house, interrupting the end of a visit from Jane and Edward Marryot which he was deliberately sent out to avoid] Alfred.
Alfred Bridges : Oh, so this is why you wanted ta get me outta the way, eh?
Mrs. Snapper : Now Alfred, you just behave yourself.
Alfred Bridges : Pleased to see ya again me Lady, I'm sure. Welcome to our hovel.
[she backs away slightly aghast]
Alfred Bridges : Oh, proud and haughty, are we?
Ellen Bridges : Alfred, stop it! Stop it!
Jane Marryot : [gives Ellen a consoling hug of reassurance] There there, dear Ellen; I'm so very, very sorry. I quite understand, quite. I'll come and see you again soon.
[leaves with Edward]
Mrs. Snapper : Ya drunken great brute!
Alfred Bridges : You shut your mouth! You mind your business and I'll mind mine.
George Grainger : [tries to stifle Alfred and get him upstairs] Look here old man, you'd better go up and have a lay down.
Alfred Bridges : Leave me alone! Lot-a snobs, that's what. Lot-a blasted great snobs!
George Grainger : Now now...
Alfred Bridges : No, I'm not good enough to be at home when the *quality* comes. Oh no! I'll show you who's good enough!
Ellen Bridges : [sadly while clutching their daughter, Fanny] Should never be able to hold my head up again; never, never!
Alfred Bridges : Ah, who gave Fanny that doll? Her noble *ladyship* I suppose. Well we don't want none of her blasted charity around here.
[shoves George, grabs the doll from Ellen as she screams, and throws it on the ground]
George Grainger : [grabs Alfred and tries to subdue him as he whisks him upstairs] Come on up here. You're comin' upstairs is what you're gonna do. You're comin' right up here.
Alfred Bridges : [pushes George down onto the steps as he shouts before stumbling out the door] Blasted snobs!
Ellen Bridges : [weeps into her handkerchief] She was right, she was right: time changes many things.