The Bionic Woman1976

Donald Harris:
You're a spy, aren't you? You're working undercover for the O.S.I.?

Jaime Sommers:
[still wary of the pistol that Donald is pointing at her, but still able to laugh a bit regretfully, realizing that Donald has already guessed her true mission, and so there is really no longer a risk in blowing her cover to him] Well... when you're right, you're right.

Donald Harris:
[a bit less sternly, while gradually pointing the gun away from Jaime as he speaks] Well, you know, in a way, I'm kind of glad.

Jaime Sommers:
[perking up slightly in mild hope, realizing that maybe Donald is actually "melting towards her" a bit] Really? What do you mean?

Donald Harris:
Well, I really didn't think you looked like the type that would sell out so easily. I mean, I like you, Jaime, and I didn't want to think you could truly be corrupted like that.