Doyle: Steady on—he just took a glass of Scotch in the face.
Cowley: Scotch?!
Bodie: Pure malt. Particularly good.
Cowley: Then you're not just deaf—you're daft! A pure malt Scotch? On a face like yours?
— The Professionals, "Everest Was Also Conquered"
Dorien: I was strewn with their offerings!
Sharon: So, they did chuck food, then.
