LUCY:
Linus, do you know what I intend. I intend to be a queen. When I grow up I'm going to be the biggest queen there ever was. And I'll live in a big palace with a big front lawn and have lots of beautiful dresses to wear. And, when I go out in my coach all the people...
LINUS:
Lucy!
LUCY:
All the people will wave, and I will shout at them. And...
LINUS:
Lucy, I believe queen is an inherited title. Yes, I am quite sure a person can only be queen by being born into a royal family of the correct lineage so that she can assume the throne after the death of the reining monarch. I can't think of any possible way that you could ever become a queen. I'm sorry Lucy, but it's true.
LUCY:
And in the summer time, I will go to my summer palace and I will wear my crown in swimming and everything. And all the people will cheer and I will shout at them...WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T BE QUEEN?!?!
And for reasons unknown, my kind friends decided that was a perfect summary of me and it stuck. Really, I don't think I'm quite so overdramatic or power-hungry or aggressive as Lucy, but I have to admit, "queen" does have a nice ring to it....
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