- Superintendent Akimbu: [Taking Rumpole to David Mazenze's cell] We've got your client chained to the wall down here. You'd better watch out for the rats. And the water dripping from the moat!
- [laughs. Opens door. Music is playing]
- Superintendent Akimbu: Mr. Mazenze. Gentleman come all the way from London to see you.
- [David is revealed sitting comfortably at a desk with an open French window to the outside and sunlight streaming in. The "cell" is a large comfortable room]
- David Mazenze: [Stands and turns off record player] Dear old Horace Rumpole! What's your tipple? Bordeaux, if my memory serves me right.
- Horace Rumpole: Well, wait till they hear about this in Wormwood Scrubs!
- David Mazenze: I have a few friends in the French Embassy.
- Horace Rumpole: Oh yes, well your friends at Justicia International...
- David Mazenze: Oohhh. Such good chaps even if not that experienced politically?
- Horace Rumpole: Well they said that you'd be chained to the wall in the Chateau d'If! With rising damp and the bread and water just out of reach.