Claire Romilly: Poor you. I really got under your skin, didn't I?
Tom Jericho: That makes me feel really stupid.
Hester Wallace: You're not the one with the Kestrel intercepts stuffed down your knickers.
Tom Jericho: Puck and Claire were having an af.
Wigram: Were seeing each other, as you like to put it. Seeing each other's brains out.
Mermagen: D'you know, without your glasses, you don't look half bad.
Hester Wallace: Do you know, without my glasses, nor do you?
Tom Jericho: It's true though, isn't it? The Katyn Massacre?
Wigram: Oh, do shut up. There's a war to win, and Stalin's helping us win it.
Tom Jericho: I like numbers, because with numbers, truth and beauty are the same thing.