- Aggie: [after she and the other girls have snuck into the kitchen and found Helen's bra, she hums briefly] Boobies, boobies, boobies.
- Madeline: [losing hope in finding Genevieve] She's gone. Genevieve's gone.
- Miss Clavel: No, she's not. We'll find her. I *promise* you. We have to have faith.
- Madeline: I used to wish so hard for my parents to be alive again, but you can't make something happen just by wishing for it. Genevieve's gone. She doesn't *have* a home. She *needs* a home.
- Miss Clavel: I know she does.
- Madeline: I need a home, too!
- Miss Clavel: Madeline, you will always have a home.
- Madeline: Yes, but it won't always be with you, will it?
- [silence]
- Madeline: Will it?
- Miss Clavel: Madeline, there is no place on earth that I'd rather be than with you and the other girls. You know that, don't you?
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: Ladies, my I present the reason we have opened to your our home: our birthday boy, Monsieur Jose Marco Filipo Juan Franloco Lopez de Vega Esteban Machado Jorge Santiago de la Rocha Gaspar Carlos de Fuentes Coruna Diego et Sevilla!
- [pause]
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: Of course, his friends call him Pepito.
- Miss Clavel: [Madeline has a cold] Tea, soup, and covers. I want you to stay under the covers, eat your soup, and drink your tea. You're giving me a gray hair.
- Madeline: Can I see?
- Miss Clavel: No!
- [kisses Madeline's forehead]
- Miss Clavel: Stay in bed.
- Aggie: Bye, Madeline.
- Madeline: Bye.
- Lord Covington: [repeated line] Have a look at these doors. Solid oak. They don't make them like this anymore! Ha ha!
- [bangs door]
- Miss Clavel: [admiring Pepito's Spanish outfit] I think you look very handsome, Pepito.
- Madeline: But no one told us this was a costume party.
- Miss Clavel: [whispering] Madeline.
- Miss Clavel: What's going on, girls?
- Girls: Nothing!
- Chantal: We're not hiding anything.
- Madeline: I'll tell you what's going on. Lord Cucuface...
- Miss Clavel: Covington.
- Madeline: Cucuface! He's going to sell the school.
- [several girls gasp]
- Madeline: I heard it!
- Aggie: Is it true?
- Miss Clavel: [sighs softly] Yes, girls. Lord Covington intends to sell the school.
- [the girls talk indistinctly among themselves about Lord Covington, then Miss Clavel silences them]
- Miss Clavel: Please... please... please.
- [the girls get silent]
- Miss Clavel: All of this is no reason for us to stop acting like proper young ladies. We will not fall to pieces, we will maintain composure. Lord *Covington* is showing the house tomorrow, and *I* intend for it to be spot... spotle -...
- [sneezes]
- Miss Clavel: Spotless.
- Aggie: Bless you.
- Miss Clavel: Thank you. Good night.
- [walks to the doorway to give the girls one last warning]
- Miss Clavel: And another thing: all of you young ladies know that there is a strict rule against pets in the school. What you do not know is that I'm highly allergic to dogs. Your new friend... can sleep in the garden shed. Now go to...
- [sneezes again]
- Miss Clavel: Bed.
- Miss Clavel: [at the carnival] All right, girls, everyone stay with your partners and... let's have fun!
- Lord Covington: [spotting Madeline in Lady Covington's room at the hospital] Who gave you permission to be in here?
- Madeline: N-n-nobody, Lord, um, Covington.
- Lord Covington: [takes off his hat] This is a hospital. It's not a play room. You're not allowed to just wander around.
- Madeline: Yes, sir.
- [she leaves; Lord Covington looks to his wife and smiles]
- Leopold the Tutor: Your Excellency.
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: I want an explanation. Why did this loco fellow say our Pepito is a menace?
- Leopold the Tutor: I have no idea. Pepito is a sweet, well-behaved child. There's just one problem with Pepito.
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: What is that?
- Leopold the Tutor: He needs some diversion. He spends all day cooped up in the house studying. I'm teaching him Latin. I'm teaching him biology, algebration, calculometry, physiconomy, and astrology.
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: But he can hardly read.
- Leopold the Tutor: No, he's taken huge leaps.
- Mrs. Spanish Ambassador: How wonderful!
- Leopold the Tutor: So, um, as a reward for all his hard work, I'm gonna take him to the circus.
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: The circus?
- Mrs. Spanish Ambassador: The circus?
- Mr. Spanish Ambassador: I love the circus. We'll all go to the circus.
- Mrs. Spanish Ambassador: Oh, great idea. We will all go!
- Leopold the Tutor: No, no, no. Just me and Pepito. Damn!
- Leopold the Tutor: Hello. A nun. Leopold's the name. Tutoring's the game. I'm, um, Pepito's new tutor.
- Miss Clavel: I'm Miss Clavel from the school next door.
- Leopold the Tutor: Ah.
- Miss Clavel: Pepito appears to be a bit of a handful. It seems to me he needs an outlet for his energy.
- Leopold the Tutor: Well, we all do, don't we?
- Miss Clavel: I thought he might appreciate this. It's a toolbox.
- Leopold the Tutor: Hmm. Cheers. Um, do you mind if we talk a little shop? These, um, kids. What do you actually do to keep them occupied? Keep them out of your hair, so to speak?
- Miss Clavel: Well, tomorrow, for instance, I'm taking mine to the museum.
- Leopold the Tutor: The museum. Not bad. What do you do on your day off?
- Miss Clavel: I pray.
- Madeline: The Spanish Ambassador's a midget?
- [Pepito looks at Madeline in disbelief]
- Miss Clavel: Madeline! This is Pepito, the Spanish Ambassador's son.
- Pepito: Hola.
- Mrs. Spanish Ambassador: Pepito, we're off to the races! No leaving the courtyard!
- Pepito: Hasta luego.
- Madeline: That boy's a bad hat.
- Miss Clavel: No, I don't think you should judge people too quickly.
- Madeline: But I guess I understood him quickly.
- Pepito: [while Madeline hunts for her drawing pad in a dark gallery at the museum; he whispers menacingly] Where are you going, little girl? I asked you a question!
- [sneers]
- Pepito: What's the matter? Scared?
- Madeline: I wasn't scared of you, Pepito.
- Pepito: [bringing out Madeline's drawing pad] Were you looking for this?
- Madeline: That's mine!
- Pepito: Hey, I know it's yours!
- Madeline: You stole it.
- Pepito: I was gonna give it back. You should say thank you, don't you think?
- Madeline: Give it to me!
- [snatches her pad away]
- Pepito: [to his father, while watching a carnival show "Los Idiots"] They're so stupid. That's why they're idiots.
- Helene the Cook: Tonight, I'm going to make a *wonderful* vegetarian dinner, okay?
- Madeline: *I* want chicken Helene.
- Pepito: [he and Madeline are being held hostage by Leopold and his henchmen, a trio of clowns known as The Idiots] What if we never get out of here, never go home?
- Madeline: Your family will pay the ransom.
- Pepito: So will yours.
- Madeline: They can't. I don't have a family.
- Pepito: What do you mean?
- Madeline: They're gone. They're in heaven.
- Pepito: I'm sorry.
- Madeline: It's all right. It happened a long time ago.
- Pepito: My parents probably don't even want me back. I'm a lot of trouble, you know?
- Madeline: You are a lot of trouble. But, you know, you have got charisma.
- Pepito: You think so?
- Madeline: I miss the girls and Miss Clavel.
- Pepito: Don't worry, Madeline. I won't leave without you. I promise.
- Madeline: Thank you, Pepito.
- Girls: We want our appendix out too!
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