Foreign Intrigue

Dave Bishop:
Did you ever ask him who he really was?

Dominique:
No.

Dave Bishop:
Women are supposed to be curious... especially wives.

Dominique:
Press agents are supposed to be curious.

Dave Bishop:
I wasn't married to him.

Dominique:
Except for the ceremony, neither was I.

Dominique:
I'm sorry, Dave, but it hasn't been easy. I didn't mind being a hypocrite. I didn't mind presenting emotion for a man I despised. You hate me for what I said?

Dave Bishop:
No.

Dominique:
He loved me once a long time ago.

Dave Bishop:
How did you know?

Dominique:
Women know these things.

Dave Bishop:
Do they?

Dominique:
Did you?

Dave Bishop:
[Seeing Spring's switchblade knife close to his abdomen] I thought I was holding YOU!

Spring:
A man's got to learn to protect himself in today's world. It's really a jungle, you know.

Spring:
Somewhere we have known we have made tremendous progress.

Dave Bishop:
[Shaving in the bathroom mirror] What makes you think so?

Spring:
Because this morning I was ordered to kill you.

Dave Bishop:
[Continuing to shave for a moment and then turning around] What did you say?

Spring:
I was ordered to kill you.

Spring:
Just a word of caution: the order I received and ignored can be given to others. First you and now we are gambling for very high stakes, and we must be extremely cautious. We must meet cautiously, and we must travel cautiously.

Dave Bishop:
I'm inclined to rely on your judgment in such cases.

Spring:
The first mark of a talented amateur is that he respects the professional. Au revoir.

Dave Bishop:
Au revoir.

Sandoz:
[last lines to Brita] This is a story of today that began yesterday and will end tomorrow.

Dominique:
[about the sudden death of her husband] What's going to happen now?

Dave Bishop:
The usual things: death certificates, funerals, statements to the press... wear something black.