Upper Class Appreciator Prints

"A Colombard? But darling, we're the Chardonnay set!"

"Let's face it. The only play you've ever liked is 'Stop the World - I Want to Get Off.'"

A Macaroni in 1772

"The audience is really classy tonight, they are throwing quail eggs."

Bottle Opener Strikes A Red Wine Well

'I like to use the Law as a jumping off point.'

'I usually fly first class but it doesn't compare to this super-duper, extra special, state-of-the-art, WOW class.'

'I need a small, temporary tax hike - I found a great investment opportunity in Nigeria.'

"Call me sentimental, but if I had to live my life all over again, I wouldn't change a thing."

"Have you got it in beige?"

'She's so posh, she can make her wind sound like Verdi's 'Requiem'.'

'That's quite a bit you're inheriting. I suppose you realize this will force you to start learning about wine.'

"The Sculleys, the Jensons, the Walkers, Freedy, Joan, Don and the Bowes. Oh, well, Madame de Stael had to start somewhere."

'I thought I heard you rattling around.'

"See? Isn't this better than being happy?"

'During our vacations in Aspen, Cecil, did we hobnob with the rich or super rich?'

The rivalry between the Hamptons and Cape Code spills over.

“Please—outside of work I’m not your boss. I’m just Dave with the nicer car, bigger house, and three-hundred-dollar haircut.”

'How about having a boys night out we'll take ourselves to the cleaners.'

'Oh, James...the ball return on the bowling alley isn't working right.'

"Shall I let your wife know you're home, or do you both like surprises?"

"You can't be too rich or too thin, and we're not."

"Monday, July 7, 1986. It is a quiet morning at Belle Aire. Slight fog. Beuford is fussing with his trailer hitch..."

Ladies' Mile

"Deep and crisp and even...just how I like my pizzas!"

"I believe we shall all go in one car."

'Eh...has anyone got a pencil?'

"Oh come off it, Aston! The only reason you decided to detest Chris Evert is because no one else does."

"Something you should bear in mind, James. Sam has recently come into a lot of money."

'Do these trousers make my butler look big?'

"I married money, son, so that you might never have to."

'You really have little choice in the matter, Son -- you're a Bramwell, and we Bramwells have always been pompous asses.'

I may be marching to a difference beat, but you are hardly Gene Krupa!

"Gordon just is not a liaison dangereuse."

"My dear, it seems we have been socially distancing ourselves for years without our realizing it."