THE NEW AVENGERS
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"THE LAST OF THE CYBERNAUTS…?"
PURDEY: Cybernaut; steel robot.
GAMBIT: Man made.
PURDEY: Man shaped, radio controlled; a kind of walking missile capable of shattering doors and of riding roughshod over any kind of guard. Impervious to bullets and very, very deadly. Did I leave anything out?
GAMBIT: Only that you love me very much.
PURDEY: Besides that.
PURDEY: I didn't mention Mrs. Emma Peel.
GAMBIT: You never do.
PURDEY: Steed's worried.
GAMBIT: Furrows under the bowler.
STEED: I don't know if it helps, but I believe I'm distantly related to a clam.
AFTER BEING KNOCKED OUT BY A CYBERNAUT
STEED: What happened?
PURDEY: I'm very disappointed. 'What happened?' That's a terribly corny thing to say, Steed. You could've said, 'Where's the party?', that at least would've been different and fairly amusing. Or you could've muttered something unintelligible in Latin.
GAMBIT: On the other hand, he might want to know what happened.
PURDEY: You must stop being so gallant, Steed. We're liberated now.
AFTER RETRACTING GAMBIT'S BED AND CAUSING HIM TO ROLL ONTO THE FLOOR
GAMBIT: I suppose you think that's funny?
PURDEY: No, I don't really go in for slapstick and banana skins.
GAMBIT: Purdey, what the hell do you want?
PURDEY: You.
GAMBIT: Well, why didn't you say so in the first place?
PURDEY: I want you to accompany me.
GAMBIT: On the piano?
PURDEY: To J B Foster's place.
GAMBIT: And who…
PURDEY: …is J B Foster?
(smiles) Mrs. Foster's little boy.
GAMBIT: OK, Purdey, wait outside.
PURDEY: I'm not going to leave this room because you'll lock the door
GAMBIT: Purdey…
PURDEY: And you will get back into bed and you will go to sleep.
GAMBIT: Purdey…
PURDEY: And I will go off and see J B Foster and do all the hard work.
GAMBIT: Purdey, I'm not wearing any pyjama's.
PURDEY: Oh…I'll wait outside.
PURDEY: You dented him, Mike, you actually dented him. Poor, clever little fist
(kisses his injured hand)GAMBIT: Ow!
PURDEY: How does it feel now?
GAMBIT: Worse since I entrusted it to you.
PURDEY: Well, I can promise you one thing; you certainly won't play the piano again which is a blessing for us music lovers.
STEED: Keep an eye on Purdey.
GAMBIT: Pleasure.
AFTER CATCHING GAMBIT CROUCHED AT HER FRONT DOOR AND LOOKING THROUGH THE KEYHOLE
PURDEY: Gambit!
GAMBIT: Oh…hello, Purdey.
PURDEY: Why are you lurking out there?
GAMBIT: I'm not lurking.
PURDEY: Well not now, but you were. Your whole attitude was one of pure and positive lurk!
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