John Steed: [about the Cremorne hotel] It's probably full of lovely old ladies in lavender lace, who sit sipping tea... and remembering.
Tara King: Remembering what?
John Steed: Whatever old ladies remember.
Sally Graham: Are you trying to bribe me, Mr. Steed?
John Steed: In a word: yes.
Sally Graham: Oh, good. Frankly, my susceptibility to bribes is one of my few failings.
Mother: Once these rumours start, like this wine, they leave an aftertaste. The only way to eradicate them is total success.