"And who may you be, ma’am? *Scarlett responds without a name* Your name, ma’am?"

"Hm, another one. This storm might be bringing quite a few people in, I suppose. I’ll ask my master what he wishes to do. Please ask the other visitor to wait here with you in the hall. I’ll have the maid come get you in a moment."

(explaining why he went from military to butler) "I once was a sergeant back in the day for my military. But wars are not forever."

(annoyed by the mask) "These obnoxious things are so ridiculous. *Mustard jokes that will upset the Count* He won’t see nor will he know, now will he? You seem like a comrade who can keep a secret. *Mustard responds* (sighs) Alright, before that man sees me without this on- *he puts his mask back on* There we go. I hope he doesn’t expect me to wear this outrageous costume again tomorrow."

(when asked about the murder victim) "Perhaps the lady was just so drunk that when she tried to climb the steps, she slipped and hit her head wrong on the way down. She was a big fan of the spirits last night."

(being forced to defend himself against murder suspicions) "Look, I know what you’re thinking. People always suspect the staff of doing heinous things such as stealing silver or trinkets, maybe even planning the murder of our Master, and god forbid our skin colour is darker than yours, but White and I cleaned the estate before returning to our quarters, assuming that perhaps the Madame maybe snuck to a room without us paying attention. Count Grey, however, ordered us to retire rather earlier than usual."