Soccer coach: That little guy of yours, he’s something special.
Dowager Countess: You are quite wonderful, the way you see room for improvement wherever you look. I never knew such reforming zeal.
Isobel: I take that as a compliment.
Dowager Countess: I must have said it wrong.
You look like Helen of Troy after a good facial.
Sydney: How do I look?
Dixon: For the record, that’s a question you never have to ask anyone.