Simon: Ninety-four blue-white diamonds. Flawlessly set in platinum. Value: 200 pounds. Well, you've heard the old saying: things are hardly what they seem and skim milk masquerades as cream.
Lord Gillingham: Well, ha ha, a fashion show in Gillingham House. Father must be spinning in his grave.
Mary Gillingham: Oh, come off it, Dad. There are plenty of worst ways of earning money.
Lord Gillingham: Keep a list, we may have to try them all.
Simon: Claude, I'll tell you what. If I were you...
Teal: You aren't. Fortunately for Scotland Yard.
Simon: I'm only trying to help.
Teal: I would rather be trampled to death by a bull elephant.
Simon: That can be arranged.