- Police Radio Operator: Can you give me a discription?
- Hank the Mechanic: Yeah, brown and with a bowler hat.
- Police Radio Operator: I see. And can you describe the car?
- Hank the Mechanic: The car? That was the car!
- Mike Gambit: [Purdey has knocked out the giant chicken farmer] What'd you do that for? I was winning!
- Purdey: Winning? If you'd won any more you'd wouldn't have been able to stand up.
- Purdey: Did you ever get the feeling...
- Mike Gambit: That your journey...
- John Steed: Wasn't really necessary?
- John Steed: I don't think it was the Fox himself, or one of his followers. The conclusion: they've moved into the area after us.
- Mike Gambit: A pack of Foxes.
- Purdey: Wolves. It's a pack of wolves. Foxes are ehm... Oh Gambit, stop changing the subject.
- Mike Gambit: What was the subject?
- Mike Gambit: [Emily is out of fuel, but Gambit has spotted a home made distillery] I think I've got the answer: alcohol.
- Purdey: Gambit you know alcohol is only a temporary solution. You know you always wake up with a headache and a hangover.
- Mike Gambit: What do you think, Steed?
- John Steed: Well, it depends how much you drink... and whether you can handle it or not.
- Police Radio Operator: Control to all units. The wanted car, a brown plymouth, license number HHP999 has been seen. Units are warned that it has changed it's disguise... and is now wearing a cowboy hat?
- John Steed: Miss Daly?
- Miss Daly: Yes?
- Phillips: It's about your car.
- Miss Daly: Emily? What about it?
- Purdey: Where is it?
- Miss Daly: It's been stolen?
- Mike Gambit: No.
- Miss Daly: You. You crashed into it.
- Mike Gambit: No.
- Miss Daly: There was an accident and...
- Purdey: No accident.
- Miss Daly: You, you crashed into it on purpose?
- Mike Gambit: We haven't seen your car.
- John Steed: But we would like too.
- Miss Daly: Ooh...
- [giggles]
- Miss Daly: Now I understand. Admirers.