- Colonel John Daintry: I talked to Davis about you, so, now I'm talking to you about Davis. It's an open check. I gather that politically he's - a bit on the left.
- Maurice Castle: Oh, yes. He's a member of the Labour party.
- Colonel John Daintry: And you?
- Maurice Castle: I have no politics, as Davis no doubt told you.
- Sir John Hargreaves: It's just possible the leak came from abroad, that the evidence had bee planted here by the Russians. They may be out for scandal more than information. Damage morale.
- Arthur Davis: You going out to sell a few secrets?
- Maurice Castle: I find that the bottom has dropped out of the market for British secrets? How about you?
- Arthur Davis: Oh, I have to take what I can get for them. Bachelors need the money more than you married men.
- Colonel John Daintry: Some problems about the girl he wanted to marry.
- Doctor Percival: She was a black, wasn't she?
- Sir John Hargreaves: Is that significant?
- Doctor Percival: Did I say so?
- Doctor Percival: It might be better to shut our eyes to the whole thing. Move whose ever responsible to a backwater - and forget him.
- Sir John Hargreaves: If we're to have any chance at beating them at their own game, well, it's important that we're playing the same game. Logical?
- Doctor Percival: Never wanted to get married myself. The trout fishing is far too short as it is. And there's another thing. You haven't been with us very long or you'd know. We all live in boxes. You know, boxes. Do you know Mondrian?
- Colonel John Daintry: Someone in the firm?
- Doctor Percival: Not as far as I know. He was a painter, chappy. Boxes. All part of the same picture. Each one separate, but held in perfect balance. Everyone to his own box. You in yours, I in mine. No responsibility for the next man's box. Makes sense, you know. Just find our leak, and pass him on to the next box. No reason to lose any sleep.
- Colonel John Daintry: I wonder if the painter shares your interpretation.
- Doctor Percival: He's dead.
- Doctor Percival: I'm rather good at guessing other men's clubs. The Garrick?
- Arthur Davis: The Playgirl Show-bar.
- Doctor Percival: I'm a member of the Wig & Pen, myself. If you take me to your's, I'll take you to mine.
- Arthur Davis: Would you really like to?
- Doctor Percival: Why not? I've never been to a show-bar, tits in the martini and all that.
- Sir John Hargreaves: I'm not too keen on the Dutch, myself. Not my kind of Africa. But, would you rather have a Russian Africa?
- Sir John Hargreaves: Why don't you have him home for a meal? That's what I do when I want to keep outsiders at arm's length. They'll go away thinking they've been clasp to the bosom.
- Maurice Castle: I don't know if my wife would agree.
- Cornelius Muller: How do you like the climate her, Mrs. Castle, after South Africa?
- Sarah: It's less extreme. You do mean the weather?
- Cornelius Muller: Yes. The weather.
- Sarah: It's less extreme.
- Arthur Davis: You really do take chances, Davis.
- Arthur Davis: I'm going to take Cynthia to the Monkey House to study copulation.
- Cornelius Muller: You've been very imprudent. Security Police, it's Captain Van Donck, who brought the matter to our attention. He fears that diplomatic privilege are often unduly stretched as far as junior employees of an Embassy are concerned. He would like to go through the formal arresting charges for breaking the law.
- Maurice Castle: What law?
- Van Donck: If you want to fuck a black whore, why don't you go to a whorehouse in Lesotho or Swaziland? They're still part of your so-called Commonwealth.
- Cornelius Muller: I'm afraid he'll give the girl a rough time. Of course, I could offer some protection. There are times, Castle, when you have to decide who your friends are.
- Maurice Castle: Connolly, I'm damn grateful.
- Matthew Connolly: It's all for the cause.
- Maurice Castle: I wish I could say I was part of your cause. But, I'm not. Maybe your communism isn't real communism.
- Matthew Connolly: It's real communism, all right.
- Arthur Davis: How's Sarah?
- Maurice Castle: Fine.
- Arthur Davis: And the little bastard?
- Maurice Castle: The little bastard's fine too.
- Arthur Davis: I wish I had a little bastard.
- Maurice Castle: You knew and you didn't tell me?
- Sarah: It's not your concern. The father's dead. I told you.
- Maurice Castle: You didn't tell me you were carrying his *bastard*.
- Sarah: Is that that what a white girl would have done?
- Maurice Castle: You made a fool of me!
- Sarah: Bloody hypocrite! Don't act as you met me at the tennis club dance. You just wanted to try a black girl, didn't you? See if it's true what they say.
- Maurice Castle: Don't talk like a whore!
- Sarah: I'll talk the way I feel!