- [first lines]
- Kendig: Hey Yaskov, how are ya?
- Yaskov: Kendig. What as unexpected pleasure.
- Kendig: May I have it please?
- Yaskov: Have what?
- Kendig: I got it all on film, Yaskov. You don't want to deal with the West Germans, they don't like Russian Intelligence, you know that. Just give it to me, and we'll forget all about it.
- Yaskov: I could make a run for it, you know.
- Kendig: Come on, Yaskov. You running, me chasing? We'd look like Laurel and Hardy.
- Isobel von Schonenberg: Oh, do stop following me around. You're making my dog very nervous.
- [Her dogs starts barking at Follet]
- Isobel von Schonenberg: He detests the smell of stupidity.
- Myerson: Just call that real estate dame and tell her to rent it out.
- Mrs. Myerson: Yes dear, immediately.
- Myerson: Tell her no kids, no pets, no democrats.
- Kendig: Yours was gin and ginger ale, right?
- Isobel von Schonenberg: Mine was NEVER gin and ginger ale. Montrochet '69, right next to the beer.
- Isobel von Schonenberg: An American without ice in his drink is unthinable, if not unconstitutional!
- Isobel von Schonenberg: When did you join the police force?
- Kendig: It's the only car I could find that had any gas in it.
- [last lines]
- Isobel von Schonenberg: How'd you like to play some Gin this evening?
- Kendig: For how much?
- Isobel von Schonenberg: Will you never learn...
- Kendig: [on his plan of writing his memoirs about the CIA] I'm going to tell the truth.
- Isobel von Schonenberg: Oh, it's a work of fiction! Ah!
- Miles Kendig: Nyet interested.
- Mikhail Yaskov: A pity. What do you intend to do with the rest of your life then, write your memoirs?
- Miles Kendig: Memoirs, that's not a bad idea.
- Miles Kendig: Hello, Joe Cutter is tied to a chair in his room. You'd better cut him loose.
- Leonard Ross: What? Who is this?
- Miles Kendig: This is Eleanor Roosevelt.
- Cutter: Suppose you let me talk you out of this, before you find yourself at the bottom of a river, sipping sewage.
- Yaskov: I'm offering to put you right back into the game.
- Kendig: Yaskov, Yaskov. I'd make a useless double agent.
- Yaskov: Of course you would.
- Kendig: Double agents must be drab little people. Colorless.
- Yaskov: No, that would never do for you. Listen, I want to run you in the field... as my own agent. We'd make it worth your while, of course. There is plenty of money.
- Kendig: No. Money is too expensive to be earned that way, Yaskov.
- Yaskov: Look. The human species has been on this planet... for, um, millions of years. Except for the tiniest fraction of the time... we all lived as hunters. Hunting: it's the only natural way of life. It was *your* way of life until you walked away from it. I'm offering to return it to you.