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Tommy:
[Eddie has gone to Botha Export Co Ltd for further investigations] We're closed!

Anne Scott:
Got your coat?

Tommy:
Yeah!

Anne Scott:
Put it on.

Tommy:
Who are you?

Anne Scott:
Board of Trade.

Tommy:
Well, what do you want?

Anne Scott:
We have Powers Of Search.

Tommy:
You don't look like the Board Of Trade to me.

Anne Scott:
We're changing the image. Would you sit down please. Oh, wait. You've got something on your eye. No, don't touch it, don't touch it. Leave it to me. Relax. [removes her glasses] Close your eyes. [Kisses her]

Tommy:
I'm Anne Scott.

Anne Scott:
I'm all shook up.

Tommy:
What's your name?

Anne Scott:
Modelling. Clay Modelling.

Tommy:
I don't think I fancy you, Modelling.

Anne Scott:
Work on it.

Tommy:
I like tall men.

Anne Scott:
The Seven Dwarves got Snow White.

Tommy:
Only cos they crowded her.

Anne Scott:
You'll have to go on your knees then.

Tommy:
On this floor?

Anne Scott:
I'll put a cushion down.

Tommy:
I couldn't.

Anne Scott:
Why not?

Tommy:
I stoop to conquer, I don't kneel.