[Madame Kali tells Vanessa Ives what Sir Malcolm and all men are]
Madame Kali : He's lost his power to entertain me. When men become mad, they quite lose their dignity. And without that, well... what are they but throbbing vermin made to procreate and expire?
Vanessa Ives : [Madame Kali walks Vanessa Ives into a room filled with her doll creations] And these are your works?
Madame Kali : Mmm. From over the years. They facilitate my singular occupation. Handsome bits of the craft, aren't they?
Vanessa Doll : [when Vanessa stares at the Vanessa Doll of herself, it's eyes and mouth open, whispering] Murderer.
[Hecate Poole threatens her mother Madame Kali]
Hecate Poole : What if you fail? What if Miss Ives should prove stronger than you think? What would the Master do to you then?
Madame Kali : Caution, daughter. Children should walk before they run.
Hecate Poole : And mothers should know when their children are ready to run.
[Hecate Poole tells her mother Madame Kali what she believes in]
Hecate Poole : I believe what you have taught me. That youth is paramount, that the sinuous agility of the young mind and body will always triumph over the ravages of age. The slowness of decrepitude. I believe the dinosaurs should know when the mammal is hunting.
Madame Kali : If I were of another constitution, I would fear you.
Hecate Poole : You know I obey you in all things, Mother.
Madame Kali : For how long?
Hecate Poole : How long did the dinosaurs last before the mammals discovered their claws... darling?