'Boysie' Oakes: [piloting an airplane] Just get me out of here, I'm scared sick!
Flying Instructor: Were all scared... from time to time.

'Boysie' Oakes: What a marvelous coincidence. Going my way?
Iris MacIntosh: Which way?
'Boysie' Oakes: Eh, my place for coffee. Well, we have nothing to do.
Iris MacIntosh: The invitation is just resistable tonight.
'Boysie' Oakes: But we may not have another night.
Iris MacIntosh: That's up to you, is'nt it, Boysie. Taxi!

Bodelaire Sheriek: Yes, What do you want?
Chekhov: Bodelaire, I'm Chekhov.
Bodelaire Sheriek: Huh?
Chekhov: If only we could sell the house and go back to Moscow.
Bodelaire Sheriek: What are you talk... oh yes, yes of course, the password. Uhm, just a minute ehm... ah... life is just a bowl of cherry orchards? No?
Chekhov: No.
Bodelaire Sheriek: Oh! well, of course: but first we must cut down the orchards.
Chekhov: Hmm.

Quadrant: Bodelaire, I leave you with this one thought in mind: you pre-decease a very important person.

Iris MacIntosh: The mysterious Mr. Oakes. Codename 'L'. The Colonel keeps your file in the 'secret' Secret Draw.