Tara King: This is the Jigsaw Center?
Manager: The center of the jigsaw universe.
Tara King: And you're the manager?
Manager: The master. Royalty has walked through that door.
Tara King: Well, I have a king-size problem.
Manager: With your jiggy?
Tara King: You don't mean my anti-magnetic shock proof, water proof, chronometer time watch has... stopped?
John Steed: My Aunt Emily's battered, brassy ancient alarm clock with one hand missing tells me that dawn approacheth.
Manager: I know every jiggy produced in this country, in the world. This one I have never seen before, it therefore does not exist.
Monty Bristow: Let me introduce myself...
John Steed: [interrupting] Daniel Edmund. Sergeant Edmund.
Monty Bristow: Bristow, actually. Monty Bristow.
John Steed: Oh, you've changed your name as well as your face.
Monty Bristow: Ah, but let me reassure you, underneath the mind ticks on in just the same way.