- [Uncle Arthur is discussing the work involved in dealing with the bullion robbers]
- Philip Calvert: I have everybody breathing down my neck: the Admiralty, the Government, the Americans... and the insurance assessors. Grubby little men with gabardine raincoats and dandruff.
- Philip Calvert: Well I don't have dandruff, Sir, if it's any consolation.
- Uncle Arthur: Yes, I don't think you need demonstrate your questionable attitude to authority *quite* so early.
- Philip Calvert: [trying to get past an armed guard] Now listen, you've got to distract the guard.
- Sue Kirkside: [naively] How?
- Philip Calvert: [starts unlacing the front of her blouse] Guess.
- Sue Kirkside: [slaps him] Stop.
- Philip Calvert: All I want you to do is distract that guard.
- Sue Kirkside: What if he doesn't fancy me?
- Philip Calvert: Oh, that's all we need - is a guard that's queer.
- [Uncle Arthur staggers out of a cabin, looking very seasick]
- Uncle Arthur: Boats would be wonderful... if only one didn't have to go to sea in them.
- Uncle Arthur: Any word from Buttercup?
- Radio operator: Buttercup?
- Uncle Arthur: Uh, uh, Dorsey?
- Radio operator: Oh, you mean Caroline. Any moment now.
- [Calvert comes in covered in mud and blood, having been beaten up]
- Hunslett: What happened to you?
- Philip Calvert: I met a wild gypsy girl in the heather.
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