Simon Templar: The worst part about being you is pretending
to be so bad in bed.
Simon Templar: If you think that by giving cold fusion to
the world and giving up unimaginable wealth you'll make
us happy, you're right.
Emma Russell: Who are you? Simon Templar: Nobody has a clue.
Least of all me.
[Simon prepares to pick the lock on the door of a Russian
government building, only to find it unlocked.] Simon: I
love this country.
Simon: Tell me you love me. Emma: I love you. Simon: Simon.
Emma: I love you Simon. Simon: Miracle three.
Dr. Emma Russell: You're not Martin. Simon Templar: No.
Dr. Emma Russell: What is your name? Simon Templar: I don't
have a name. Dr. Emma Russell: Sad. Will you have a name
when we get home? Simon Templar: I don't have a home.
