Time changes many things

Ellen Bridges:

[somewhat shocked as her husband unfortunately drunkenly enters the house, interrupting the end of a visit from Jane and Edward Marryot which he was deliberately sent out to avoid]
Alfred. Alfred Bridges:
Oh, so this is why you wanted ta get me outta the way, eh? Mrs. Snapper:
Now Alfred, you just behave yourself. Alfred Bridges:
Pleased to see ya again me Lady, I'm sure. Welcome to our hovel. [she backs away slightly aghast] Alfred Bridges:
Oh, proud and haughty, are we? Ellen Bridges:
Alfred, stop it! Stop it! Jane Marryot:
[gives Ellen a consoling hug of reassurance]
There there, dear Ellen; I'm so very, very sorry. I quite understand, quite. I'll come and see you again soon. [leaves with Edward] Mrs. Snapper:
Ya drunken great brute! Alfred Bridges:
You shut your mouth! You mind your business and I'll mind mine. George Grainger:
[tries to stifle Alfred and get him upstairs]
Look here old man, you'd better go up and have a lay down. Alfred Bridges:
Leave me alone! Lot-a snobs, that's what. Lot-a Blasted great snobs! George Grainger:
Now now... Alfred Bridges:
No, I'm not good enough to be at home when the *quality* comes. Oh no! I'll show you who's good enough! Ellen Bridges:
[sadly while clutching their daughter, Fanny]
Should never be able to hold my head up again; never, never! Alfred Bridges:
Ah, who gave Fanny that doll? Her noble *ladyship* I suppose. Well we don't want none of her Blasted charity around here. [shoves George, grabs the doll from Ellen as she screams, and throws it on the ground] George Grainger:
[grabs Alfred and tries to subdue him as he whisks him upstairs]
Come on up here. You're comin' upstairs is what you're gonna do. You're comin' right up here. Alfred Bridges:
[pushes George down onto the steps as he shouts before stumbling out the door]
Blasted snobs! Ellen Bridges:
[weeps into her handkerchief]
She was right, she was right: time changes many things