Amantha Starr: [Wakes up in bed, stretches] Mr. Hamish Bond can't keep me here! I'm leaving the moment his back is turned.
Michele: [Offers a tray of food] The Master said those low-down men didn't bother to feed you. You must be very hungry.
Amantha Starr: [Frowns] I'll leave... as soon as I've had the chance to rest and recover my strength.
[Picke up a knife and fork and begins to eat]

Amantha Starr: You say you won't touch me. You give me your *word* as a gentleman. Well, what's to stop you from breakin' your word late one night and forcin' yourself on me while I sleep?
Hamish Bond: [grins] Only the word of a gentleman.
Amantha Starr: [late that night, unable to sleep] He said he wouldn't. But those are his footsteps, coming down the hall. Coming closer!
[listens tensely]
Amantha Starr: He didn't! Not tonight, anyway. Why not?
[Frowning at first, she thinks it over, then gradually falls asleep]