Tuppy
Guess what? I'm going to the opera tonight.
Tuppy
Cora's singing in the, um, Barber of Figaro.
Is that the one about the pyramids?
BBarmy
Sounds like it, by the name.
Tuppy
I've never been to the opera before. Would you like to come with me, Bertie?
Ahh, well…. [They eventually see Le nozze di Figaro, a k a The Marriage of Figaro.]
Tuppy Glossop
It's no good saying "Tuppy, old man"!
Well, I do say "Tuppy, old man"! One is... one is shocked; one raises the eyebrows! Where is the fine old chivalrous spirit of the Glossops?
Tuppy
Well, where is the sweet, gentle, womanly spirit of the Angelas? Telling a chap he's getting a double chin!
Now be fair, Tuppy. Remember the time you told her that new hat made her look like a Pekinese?
Tuppy
Yes, well. Did make her look like a Pekinese. But that wasn't vulgar abuse, just sound, constructive criticism.
[Bertie rolls his eyes]
[Bertie is trying to convince a furious Tuppy Glossop that he's had no romantic intentions toward Angela Travers]
During that sojourn in Cannes, my affections were engaged elsewhere.
Tuppy Glossop
What?
My affections. Engaged elsewhere, during that sojourn.
Tuppy
[angrily] Well, who was she?
My dear Tuppy, does one bandy a woman's name?
Tuppy
One does if one doesn't want one's ruddy head pulled off! [approaches menacingly]
Well, yes, right, yes, well, obviously this is a...a special case. Madeline Bassett.
Tuppy
[astonished] You're in love with that weird Gawd-help-us Bassett!?
Well, I don't think you should call her a weird Gawd-help-us, Tuppy. Odd in some of her views, perhaps. One does not quite see eye-to-eye with her in the matter of stars and bunny rabbits. But not a weird Gawd-help-us.
Tuppy
And you stick to it that you're in love with her?
It is not twenty-four hours since she turned me down.
Tuppy Glossop
Turned you down?
Like a bedspread. In this very garden. So, you'll see, I can't be the chap, if any, who stole Angela from you in Cannes.
Tuppy Glossop
Well, because your affections were engaged elsewhere...
Tuppy
Hmm, I see. All right then. Sorry to have troubled you.
[Tuppy, speaking of a rift in his relationship with Angela Travers]
Tuppy
You know she has given me the push!
Tuppy
She has! Simply because I was man enough to speak out candidly on the subject of a ghastly hat she was chump enough to buy. Fwuh!
Tuppy
All I said was, it made her look like a raccoon peering out from underneath a flower pot. Which it did.
Yes, well they're not all too keen on fearless honesty, I find.
Tuppy
Well, your cousin Angela certainly isn't.
SSShip's captain
[reacting to soup splashed on his uniform from a dinner roll that Tuppy tossed to draw Bertie's attention] This is not the sort of behavior we allow on this ship!
Tuppy Glossop
[to Bertie, who's standing next to the captain] Who's the chap in the fancy dress?
He's the captain. Nice fellow. Speaks very good French.
Tuppy Glossop
[to the captain, with affected upper-class accent] Eh, look, I'm terribly sorry, señor. Quel fromage and all that. [to Bertie, apparently not registering that the captain also speaks English] That'll hold him. They love it when you speak the old lingo.
[the captain glares at Tuppy]
Tuppy Glossop
What about the money you owe me?
ASAlexander Slingsby
I don't owe you one goddamn red cent! My wife looked up your cockamamie soup in a cookbook!
Tuppy Glossop
It's Cock-a-Leekie! And my nanny never wrote a cookbook.
ASAlexander Slingsby
She didn't have to! It's in every cookbook from here to Vladivostok!