Peter: I'm really not enjoying this conversation.
Elizabeth: Shall I dance around a bit as we do it, so it's more pleasing for you? We could do with some lightness at court. Maybe she should all order us to dance for a day. How wonderful.
Peter: They're my friends. I can't watch them die, and she can't walk away from it and let them go, we all know that.
Elizabeth: You'll make other friends. People love you.
Peter: Eh, that's true.
Elizabeth: There's only one her.
Elizabeth: I'm dancing away now, having made my point in such a categorical and devastating way, you can but smile at my wisdom, and eat the macaroon I'm handing to you.
Peter: Hmm. Mm, f**king good macaroon.
Elizabeth (about Catherine): She doesn't want to be alone. Yesterday, she felt like a lone cloud in a sky full of ravens who didn't speak cloud, and yet she thought the previous day the sky was full of clouds.
Peter: It's complicated imagery.
Elizabeth: She was as lonely as a human can be. Her love betrayed her, her best friend lied to her, her team abandoned her, her philosophy broke in a Turkish blood spray, and her reason collapsed under the weight of it all. Her optimism, her arrogance, her belief in humans as good.
Peter: Well, she did describe it as a bad day.
(The morning after Elizabeth's big orgy...)
Vinodel: You fired something in me, and when I look at you now, I must have you again. I suggest immediately, and possibly hourly after that.
Elizabeth: Well, flattered, of course, but I really keep things like that on a high rotation. A man, then a woman, two men and a woman, then something with wood. My own hand, in a forest setting, an unwilling guard, and a serf touching themselves as I eat cake. Maybe in a month or two.
Vinodel: I may just take you. (touches her arm, she punches him in a stomach)
Elizabeth: Like I said, in a month, sweep my feet from under me and demand my compliance with some hair pulling and a tongue dipped in black opium, and we have a deal.
Peter: To sum it up, we do not want to kill each other, that is clear, so I suppose it is a happily-ever-after kind of future, with much plum dancing and sex.
Catherine: What the f**k is plum dancing?
Peter: I am glad you fell into my clever word trap and asked. It is a ritualistic spring dance where an orgy occurs at dawn as plums fall from the trees above you.
Catherine: Of course, it is.
Catherine: We've had some difficulties.
Peter: Apparently, marriage has challenges.
Catherine: There was some bloodshed.
Peter: Ah, she tried to kill me, with much stabbing.
Catherine: He f**ked my mother with much f**king. We're trying to move forward.
Peter: Close the book on the past.
Catherine: Wake up to a new day.
|Genres:||Drama, Comedy, History, Biography|
|Release Date:||15 May 2020|
“The Great – An Occasionally true story.” A royal woman living in rural Prussia during the 18th century is forced to choose between her own personal happiness and the future of Russia, when she marries an Emperor. (IMDb)
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A-Z List of Characters
|Aunt Elizabeth||Belinda Bromilow|
|Catherine the Great||Elle Fanning|
|General Velementov||Douglas Hodge|
|Peter III||Nicholas Hoult|
“Huzzah!” We can hear this exclamation a lot in this series, we can say this is the quote for the show. It gets said a lot. When drinking, celebrating, or just being happy. But what is the definition and where it comes from?
“Huzzah” or “Huzza” is used as an exclamation. It expresses approval or delight. The most common varieties of this phrase are “Hurrah” and “Hooray”.
There is also a question of whenever is this phase historically accurate and the answer is somewhat. In this article they compare it to the exclamation “Ura!” that Russians do say. And this might have been changed to “Huzzah” so it fitted the show better.