- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: Are you dining at home?
- Druce: Yes, Alice expects me. Here, um, will you come too? Are you free?
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: My dear boy, I am freedom's prisoner.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: And what is your age?
- Jessica Medlicott: [smiling, nervous and not speaking for several seconds]
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: Did you not hear the question that I asked?
- Jessica Medlicott: I heard your question. I could not believe that you asked it.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: Don't you want the jury to know how old you are?
- Jessica Medlicott: I cannot think that it is any of their business. I don't know their ages, why should they know mine?
- [continuing smiling while people in the courtroom chuckle]
- The Judge: Silence!
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: Ah, so you won't say in what year you were born then?
- Jessica Medlicott: I was born in the year of my birth.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: I assure you, it's quite customary to tell one's age in the witness box.
- Jessica Medlicott: And I assure you it is quite incompatable with the civilized behavoir. No gentleman would dream about insisting upon it.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: I'm sure my learned opponent would agree with you whole-heartedly. How he would like us to believe that all suck things such as birth certificates, eh, should be ignored or even surpressed.
- Jessica Medlicott: Neither in my case. Merely lost.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: How lost? In a fire?
- Jessica Medlicott: In a fire, exactly.
- Sir Arthur Glanville-Jones: And what fire was that, Mrs. Medicott?
- Jessica Medlicott: Any fire you like.