- [Outside her house, Frances bids farewell to Sir Leicester]
- Frances Barbary: My sister's delighted with your visit, Sir Leicester.
- Sir Leicester Dedlock: She hides her delight very well.
- Frances Barbary: She's extremely shy in betraying her emotions with a gentleman as distinguished as you.
- Sir Leicester Dedlock: So, I would not make a fool of myself were I to... pursue an interest?
- Frances Barbary: She'd be thrilled to see you again, sir.
- Sir Leicester Dedlock: Good night.
- [Sir Leicester leaves, his hopes rekindled, while Frances goes back indoors]
- Sir Leicester Dedlock: [Honoria is in the hallway]
- Honoria Barbary: For the last time, I am marrying Captain Hawdon and that is the end of it.
- Frances Barbary: What kind of marriage will you have to a penniless soldier, compared to one with a wealthy baronet?
- Honoria Barbary: A kind I fear you'll never know: a happy one.
- Matthew Pocket: I owe you an apology, Compeyson.
- Meriwether Compeyson: For what?
- Matthew Pocket: Miss Havisham. She's very dear to me. She's also an extremely wealthy young woman and there are certain men who'd take advantage of that fact.
- Meriwether Compeyson: You think I'm such a man?
- Matthew Pocket: I had to be certain of your motives. That's why I came to see you.
- [Arthur Havisham looks nervous]
- Meriwether Compeyson: And do you trust me now?
- Matthew Pocket: I'm relieved to say... yes, I do.
- Meriwether Compeyson: Then you're a fool, Pocket.
- Matthew Pocket: Sorry?
- Meriwether Compeyson: Of course I intend to seduce Miss Havisham and steal her entire fortune. Every last penny of it.
- [Pocket stares at him incredulously before gradually breaking into laughter, joined by Compeyson]
- Matthew Pocket: [chuckling] You had me there, Compeyson!
- Meriwether Compeyson: Hook, line and sinker!
- [he laughs]