Steven Grives credited as playing...
Mark Russell
- [Christina has arrived at Flambards to live there; she is not being made to feel welcome.]
- Mark Russell: Good evening.
- Christina Parsons: Good evening.
- Mark Russell: Forgive the rudeness, but am I supposed to know who you are?
- Christina Parsons: I'm Christina.
- Mark Russell: Oh yes, good God, you're coming to live here or something, aren't you?
- Christina Parsons: Those were my instructions, yes.
- [Mark takes a swig from a hip flask]
- Christina Parsons: You must be Mark.
- Mark Russell: Correct. Little brother William's upstairs - being put together again.
- [Mark looks at Christina's clothes]
- Mark Russell: I get the impression you've dressed for dinner.
- Christina Parsons: More or less, yes. That's what I've always been taught to do.
- Mark Russell: Well just one thing - you'll probably have to get it ready yourself. You any good... with food?
- Christina Parsons: Yes I'm very good, but you'll have to show me where the kitchen is.
- Mark Russell: Oh, I didn't realise *I'd* have to do anything.
- Christina Parsons: I thought I'd take some food up to William.
- Mark Russell: [sarcastically] That's an original idea.
- Uncle Russell: What a funny girl you are, Christina.
- [to the doctor]
- Uncle Russell: Her mother was the same - used to think for herself. Very strange.
- [Mark bursts through the door and staggers drunkenly over to William's bed]
- Mark Russell: [slurs] Just popped in to say good night.
- William Russell: Good night then.
- Mark Russell: Good night.
- [Mark walks over to Christina and glares down at her arrogantly]
- Christina Parsons: Good *night*!
- [Mark laughs arrogantly as he walks out of the room]
- Mark Russell: You miserable lot.
- [Mark has now gone]
- William Russell: Wilt thou, Christina Parsons, take that man to be thy lawful wedded husband?
- Christina Parsons: No, I will *not*!
- William Russell: Christina?
- Mark Russell: Sorry, it's your favorite brother.
- William Russell: Where's Christina?
- Mark Russell: Seeing to the horses.
- William Russell: Is she all right?
- Mark Russell: She's fine. I think I've broken my nose. I know it won't bother you.
- William Russell: Not really.
- Violet Wright: What have you done?
- Mark Russell: Fell off.
- William Russell: Violet will look after you.
- Mark Russell: I know.
- Uncle Russell: [to Mark] What are they asking?
- Mark Russell: Four hundred and fifty for two of them.
- Uncle Russell: [to Christina] What do you think?
- Christina Parsons: Seems an awful lot of money.
- Uncle Russell: To hell with the money! What do you think of the horse?
- [He motions her toward the horse, and Christina joins Dick]
- Christina Parsons: What do you think, Dick?
- Dick Wright: He's a good lady's horse, Miss Christina.
- Christina Parsons: He's a bit ugly.
- Dick Wright: He'll stop when you tell him. That's what matters.
- Mark Russell: [to his father] She'll do whatever Dick says.
- Uncle Russell: [to Mark] Really?
- [to Christina]
- Uncle Russell: Well?
- Christina Parsons: He's a bit ugly, but I think I could get to like him.
- Mark Russell: But, what about the horse, Christina?