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Flappers and fidelity

30 Sunday Apr 2017

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1920s, dialogue, downton abbey, drama, england, flappers, humor, jazz age, screenplay, script, television, tv, tv show, uk

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LADY MARY (smugly, to a baffled Lord Grantham) Your niece is a flapper, accept it.

LADY ROSE (exquisitely thrilled by the fact that she is finally being recognised and accepted for what she is) I am not a flapper!

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‘Twas not the fire that burned her

08 Wednesday Feb 2017

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LADY MARY (with sass masked as cultivated disdain) Lady Edith chose to set fire to her room, but we’re fine.

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