The Girl from U.N.C.L.E.

April Dancer:
[April is talking to Mark who is hiding in a tree] Do try to look more like a sycamore won't you?

Mark Slate:
Who's the glamour boy?

April Dancer:
Our competition dear, THRUSH.

Alexander Waverly:
Oh, and Mr. Slate, whatever you do, don't bungle this.

Mark Slate:
I'll try not to sir.

Aunt Magda:
[explaining her plan to fill the world with lookalike people] Last night, their Sonny kissed our Cher good night.

Mother Muffin:
[a gadget has exploded in front of Rodney] Are you alright Rodney?

Rodney Babcock:
Yes, Mother.

Mother Muffin:
What a pity. [Mother hits Rodney] Stupid.

April Dancer:
Such a dangerous road, someone should put up a stop sign.

Alexander Waverly:
Just because a man sits at a desk doesn't mean he's helpless.

Panthea:
You want him - fight for him!

April Dancer:
Uh?

Sadvaricci:
[noncommittally] It is - the custom.

Sadvaricci:
[with relief, after the knife fight, addressing April] Generous as well as beautiful!...