Deborah Kerr credited as playing...
Diana Ashmore
- Diana Ashmore: [Dancing with the Major] You're drunk!
- Major Surov: Yes, I am. And it's marvelous! Half my life I've been a soldier. Five campaigns, four scars, a shattered hip. And all that time, the Army's been my wife. A mean, old, possessive, insatiable, glorious bitch! And tonight I am cheating on her. And it's wonderful. Like picking flowers on a battlefield!
- Diana Ashmore: Cecil and I have separated.
- Hugh Deverill: You have? I'm sorry. To a confirmed bachelor like myself, you two always seemed the perfect advertisement for marital bliss. Poor Cecil. How's he taking it?
- Diana Ashmore: He's getting married at Christmas.
- Major Surov: Anything goes when people meet for the last time.
- Diana Ashmore: What do you mean?
- Major Surov: Go to any railway station - that's what I mean. You'll see people doing things they'd never do, ordinarily. They kiss, they cry, they wave. That's the sickness of our time: people waving... Nobody waves back.
- Diana Ashmore: Are you looking for something?
- Hugh Deverill: Bloody Hungarian cooking. Do you suppose they keep any baking soda around the place?
- Hugh Deverill: Who is this Fleming? What is your relationship to him? Are you playing the scarlet pimpernel or is it something rather more personal?
- Diana Ashmore: It's more personal.
- Diana Ashmore: They used every kind of torture to break him. That glove of his. Do you know why he wears it? Because his torn nails have never really healed.
- Major Surov: He's a good-looking man, Mr. Fleming.
- Diana Ashmore: Mm-hmm. He's also very charming and very gay.
- Major Surov: Well, besides being very charming and gay, what does he do in life?
- Diana Ashmore: Uh, he's in business, as far as I know.
- Major Surov: That's odd. I thought all businessmen were fat and worried.
- Diana Ashmore: You shouldn't believe your own propaganda, you know.
- Major Surov: Should I believe yours?
- Diana Ashmore: Look, I don't want to spoil your fun, Major, but folk dancing is a trifle breathless for me.
- Diana Ashmore: They don't want you here.
- Major Surov: Why? We're here to help them, to defend them.
- Diana Ashmore: From whom? From themselves?
- Diana Ashmore: He's a good man.
- Major Surov: This has nothing to do with good or bad.
- Diana Ashmore: Oh, it has! Everything has!
- Major Surov: Oh, I understand, all right. But, that's entirely irrelevant.
- Diana Ashmore: But, I'm losing my mind! Is that irrelevant too?