IK: That's enough. Quite convincing, thank you.
***
IK: Innocence is not a bullet-proof commodity young lady.
***
IK: Personally I'm certain Cantrell got the translator away from Thrush. He was up on the roof while I was...
AW: Uh the magicians assistant the young lady.
IK: An American girl working her way around Europe apparently seeing the sites.
***
AW: The er young lady, she took the first plane home you say?
IK: Yes.
AW: Verify the time of her arrival in New York.
IK: May I ask why sir? Well certainly she knows nothing about...
AW: Well we must keep Thrush away from Cantrell. If one of our men were to meet that plane Thrush might believe that it is she who is bringing in the translator and stop looking for Cantrell. Well Mr Kuryakin?
IK: Well whoever does meet that plane will have to be somebody Victor Marton knows is an UNCLE agent, me for instance.
AW: No Mr Solo I think. Victor Marton will have good reason to recall his face after that encounter in Hong Kong last year.
IK: But Napoleon knows nothing about this affair, as a matter of fact he's on vacation.
AW: Exactly, if he doesn't know what he's doing he won't have anything to talk about in the event of his being waylaid by our Thrush friends. Besides it won't hurt Mr Solo to be ignorant once in his life. It's good for the humility.
***
NS: Illya.
IK: Merlin, your code number is seven.
NS: My what is who?
IK: Shh.
Cab driver: Hey you. You call for a cab?
NS: How do I know? I probably did. It must have been me this ones too cheap. Merlin Code seven. Thank you. Do I know where I want to go?
IK: To the airport naturally.
***
Belmont: The electronic thought translator. Where is the electronic thought translator?
NS: I told you before I never heard of the thingymajig and I never wanted to hear of it and I don't like you very much and I wish you'd go away cause you're boring to me.
***
NS: Merlin, Code seven. You're marvellous.
IK: Well how was I to know you'd be so miserable at your job. As a matter of fact as a... Oh Napoleon, I do not feel well.
NS: Fight it boy, fight it.
IK: Oh I will absolute...abso... Oh brother.
Belmont: Name and UNCLE designation.
IK: Kuryakin. Section two, number two enforcement.
Belmont: The electronic thought translator. Where is it? Where is it?
NS: Fight it Illya. Do something. Think of girls. Don't say anything.
Belmont: Save your breath handsome. You've still got a lot of gasping to do.
***
IK: Inexperience is not inability, young lady and you can do anything that you believe you can do.
***
Mimi: What do we do now?
NS: Shh.
IK: Well, we could make one of our daring, resourceful and nauseatingly punctual escapes. If only the door weren't locked.
