Rogue Male

Interrogator:
Sorry? You tried to shoot the greatest man the world has ever seen and you say you are sorry?

Hunter:
It was a sporting stalk. I'm sorry because you don't have the wit to understand.

Interrogator:
I went to school in England. You say I don't understand English?

Hunter:
You understand English; you just don't understand Englishmen!

Interrogator:
How did you get here?

Hunter:
I walked.

Interrogator:
Walked?

Hunter:
Safest way.

Interrogator:
Walked from where?

Hunter:
Poland.

Hunter:
Poland? That's over 200 miles!

Hunter:
I've got a good bootmaker - Snade in Crivet Street.

Interrogator:
You are an agent of British Foreign Office intelligence.

Hunter:
Absolutely not. There's been very little sign of intelligence in the British Foreign Office for a very long time.

Interrogator:
Life is not a game of cricket, my friend.

Hunter:
No... Pity.

The Earl:
You've made an oversize mess of things, Bobbity, outside, and Neville is furious.

Hunter:
Neville?

The Earl:
Yes, Nev... The prime minister.

Hunter:
Oh, him.

The Earl:
Oh, I know I know. He may look like a middle-class denture salesman, but he got, after all, the post of his majesty's first minister.

The Earl:
Bobbity, you see, shooting heads of state is never in season. Even if they are jumped-up corporals they are protected, like ospreys. So you know what you are, Bobbity - you're an outlaw!

Peale:
If I may suggest, sir, I'll accompany you when you go out. I doubt they'll try anything in the street - not if there are two of us.

Hunter:
You still pack your right hook, do you, Mr. Peale?

Peale:
I never go anywhere without it.

Hunter:
Do you keep cash around the office, do you?

Saul Abrahams:
When your name is Abrahams, my dear Robert, you may eat with the best people and even sleep with one or two of them when they're in the mood, but you don't trust them - not ever... not completely. It may be peace in your time, but I don't think it's likely to remain peace in mine.

Hunter:
Oh, Saul, for God's sake, you're as English as I am.

Saul Abrahams:
And you're half-Irish.