- Mike Gambit: [speaking to Purdey's mother on the phone] And by the way, I hope to have dinner with you sometime.
- Purdey: You mean you were prepared to hand these over for me?
- John Steed: It's only paper. You're Purdey.
- Mike Gambit: [Steed is wearing a medal] What did you get that for? Ruthlessness in the field?
- John Steed: Dedication to duty.
- Mike Gambit: Hmm. Same thing.
- Mike Gambit: Do you know you and I have never faced each other?
- John Steed: You're too young to die, Gambit. Besides, I never fight fair.
- John Steed: [Purdey has got an apple stuffed in her mouth to gag her] Last time I saw something like that was at the Savoy grill. Quite delicious.