- Laura Marshall: Thank you for all the heaving and conveying you've done for me.
- Bill Kirby: Well, any chivalrous cart horse would have done the same.
- Bill Kirby: What would you like? Champagne? Vodka? Vermouth? Campari?
- Laura Marshall: Tea.
- Bill Kirby: Oof. A bizarre addiction, I always thought.
- Laura Marshall: Do you always go to this much trouble?
- Bill Kirby: How do you mean?
- Laura Marshall: To pick up a woman.
- Bill Kirby: Well, only if they're younger than me - which they always are these days - and exceptionally beautiful.
- Laura Marshall: I may be younger than you, but otherwise you've just lost out.
- Laura Marshall: What is your business, Mr. Kirby?
- Bill Kirby: Why don't you go and take the wheel down below.
- Bill Kirby: I sell insurance, that's what I do for a living.
- Laura Marshall: What sort of insurance?
- Bill Kirby: Oh, life mostly. Company pension schemes; that sort of thing. Oh I do all right, but I've got a lot of expenses so I do a bit of freelance work on my own account... other kinds of insurance.
- Laura Marshall: What kind?
- Bill Kirby: Oh, this and that. It's a bit specialised.
- Laura Marshall: Gets you followed by armed men.
- [Kirby opens another bottle of whiskey]
- Laura Marshall: You drink quite a lot, don't you?
- Bill Kirby: Oh, no. I spill most of it.