- John Steed: No, that's not actually what I'm after.
- Xavier Smith: Oh?
- John Steed: No, what I am after is about, eh, so high, warm, round, sweet and extremely feminine.
- Xavier Smith: Sir?
- John Steed: Miss King. Is she poking around the back, there?
- Rupert Lasindall: I believe they call it 'Ragtime'
- Henry Lasindall: I think it's excessively vulgar.
- Rupert Lasindall: Oh, come now, Henry. We must move with the times, you know. I am told that in America, that it's all the rage... All the rage. I'm also told that... some people even dance to it.
- Henry Lasindall: Dance, to that? It would be improper.
- John Steed: [Carter is going through Ministry files and touches those of Emma Peel and Cathy Gale] I know she's indestructible, but it's further back than that. About 1914.
- Henry Lasindall: That's all very well, but what about Steed? I've done all the covering up I can but if he should find his way here...
- Rupert Lasindall: [interrupting] If he comes here, he'll be looking for Tara King. Isn't that right, Henry?
- Henry Lasindall: Yes.
- Rupert Lasindall: Very well then. We must make sure that he finds her. Far from here. And dead, of course.
- Hubert Pettigrew: Rather good whiskey. Hm.
- [takes another gulp]
- Hubert Pettigrew: Oh dear. I seem to have finished it.
- [chuckles]
- Hubert Pettigrew: Inexperience, eh?