NS: Yes, I'm certain Illya would very much appreciate the gesture.
***
IK: I see you've come to rescue me.
NS: Wait'll you hear my plan. Who's your roomie?
IK: Superman.
***
Edith: Kuryakin, it's an odd sort of name, isn't it? Are your people from Bristol young man?
IK: No.
Edith: Somehow I didn't think they were. Oh Mr Solo, you're being wicked again aren't you?
NS: Yes I just can't seem to break the habit.
***
NS: I didn't advise the Gentleman to cancel his trip, my superior. Yes Mr Waverly, I was just about to call you.
AW: No doubt. Mr Kuryakin tells me that you can explain everything. Perhaps you'll be good enough to extend that curtsey to me at least Mr Solo.
Peggy: Excuse me.
NS: Yes, yes you're right. Mr Kuryakin said that? That was very helpful of him, nice chap.
***
Peggy: Illya…
IK: Well, that's the spy business for you. You can't trust anyone.
