- Catherine Gale: Do you always arrange to take your calls in a lingerie department?
- John Steed: If humanly possible.
- [while waiting for an airport to empty so he can break-in to a storeroom]
- John Steed: Come on, haven't you got homes to go to?
- John Steed: I'm meeting the plane from Tripoli. There's a man on board called Meyer. Now he's got a package. He's going give me the package, and I'm going to take it to London.
- Catherine Gale: Really. What's in the package?
- John Steed: Ha. I don't know.
- Catherine Gale: Typical.
- [slams car door]
- John Steed: Hey! Hold on, where are you going?
- Catherine Gale: Back to Toulon.
- John Steed: [gets into her car] No, but you don't understand! Whatever is in this package, it is absolutely vital that I get hold of it. If I don't? Well, governments will fall, chaos will ensue!
- Catherine Gale: How can you possibly say that if you don't know what's in it?
- John Steed: Well it's some sort of sixth sense you know, we get it in my job. And I got it at the briefing this morning.
- Jeanette: Poor little Monsieur Meyer. We all thought he'd had a heart attack.
- Paul Manning: Eh, do they know how he took the poison?
- Jeanette: No, I suppose he had some pills. Maybe he took it in his coffee?
- Paul Manning: Coffee?
- Jeanette: Coffee he drank before he collapsed. Remember you helped me carry the tray round?
- Paul Manning: Oh, so I did.
- Jeanette: You've turned this place into a mess!
- Paul Manning: Well, it wasn't much to begin with. I was looking for some cigarettes.