[Frost is slowly and silently going through a suspect's records]
Gareth King: Look, are you going to tell me what this is about or what?
Frost: You're not under arrest, Mr. King. You're free to leave whenever you like.
[King gets up to leave]
Frost: What time did you get back today?
D.S. Toolan: [to Frost] Alleged assault on a first year student - Helen Tudor by name, stunning by nature. Brains, beauty, and modest with it. Just the sort you'd kill for.
Dr. Keith Michaelson: [to Frost] To be precise because I wouldn't want to misinform you on what is clearly a crucial matter - water's not keen on me! My skin's allergic to chlorine and salt, which makes anything more watery than a shower a distinctly unpleasant experience... rather like being in the same room with you!
Sandy Longford: If there was a faculty of Discreet Sexual Harrassment, Michaelson would be head of the department.
Sandy Longford: [Having a drink at the bar] Are you willing to engage in casual sex?
Frost: Not with you I'm not.
Sandy Longford: Would you consider having an affair with a married man?
Frost: Are you all right, Sandy, or what?
Sandy Longford: Never better.
[Motioning for them to sit down at a table]
Sandy Longford: Spare a minute?
Frost: I'm not sure I dare.
Supt. Mullett: ...and, Jack, can we stay one step ahead of the press from now on?