Joined: 19 Dec 2008, 06:38
Location: New Scotland, Canada
Favourite: The New Avengers
G: "He's going to put us in the Atlantic."
P: "What, and I haven't a thing for the beach."
"In the middle. In a box."
"Oh, well that's different. I won't need anything grand."
P: "Cheer up, it could be worse."
P: "They could be putting us in our box."
As she said it a key turned in the lock and Seargeant Bowden, amply supported by five soldiers, appeared.
"Right. Time for you two to get into your box."
G: "You were ight. Things could be worse, and they are."
Steed finds Purdey and Gambit in said box.
"Is Purdey there? Is she all right?"
P: "I haven't had any breakfast." World War 3 is coming, but Purdey's hungry,
S: "I'll see you later."
P:" What about my breakfast?"
S: "I'll take you to the Ritz tomorrow."
P: "I wish he would hurry up. I'm getting hungry."
Later, Purdey and Gambit end up in the back of the enemy's plane. They're locked in their box, and are about to be dumped in the ocean.
P: "Mike, have you ever thought of going into something a little less exciting? A new line of work?"
G: "I have. I would like to resign now. Do you think anyone will take any notice?"