Judge Robertson: And hello, Vivian. Philip, your wife gets more youthful with every passing year.
Philip: No, excuse me, Judge, no, this is my daughter Hilary.
Judge Robertson: Oh.
Philip: This is my wife, Vivian.
Judge Robertson: You've aged. And what the hell is that you're wearing?
Philip: Why don't we come over here?
Geoffrey: Dinner is served.
Judge Robertson: Benson! I didn't know you were really a butler.