Macaulay Connor: You've got all the arrogance of your class, haven't you? Tracy Lord: What have classes to do with it? What do they matter except for the people in them? George comes from the so-called lower class, Dexter, the upper. Well? Macaulay Connor: Well... Tracy Lord: Mac the night watchman is a prince among men, Uncle Willie is a... pincher. Upper and lower my eye. I'll take the lower, thanks. Macaulay Connor: If you can't get a drawing room. Tracy Lord: What does that mean? Macaulay Connor: My mistake. Tracy Lord: Decidedly. You're insulting! Macaulay Connor: Sorry. Tracy Lord: Oh, don't apologize! Macaulay Connor: Well, who's apologizing? Tracy Lord: I never knew such a man. Macaulay Connor: You wouldn't be likely to, from where you sit! Tracy Lord: Talk about arrogance. Macaulay Connor: Tracy. Tracy Lord: What do you want? Macaulay Connor: [pause] You're wonderful.