Illya: Well, having been successfully captured and killed on our own dress rehearsal, heaven knows the depths we will sink to on the real job.
Illya: You're a thief.
Rudolph: But on my honor...
Illya: Were you truly a gentleman, Mr. Rudolph--as I once was--you'd realize that no man calls upon his honor so much as he who lacks it.
Leo G. Carroll is credited but doesn't appear.
Illya: Into the valley of Thrush rode the six hundred.
Paraphrasing a line from the poem Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892). "Into the valley of Death rode the six hundred."
Solo: You're supposed to follow instructions. That's all ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know--now come along.
Solo is paraphrasing from "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats (1795-1821):
"'Beauty is truth, truth beauty'--that is all
Ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know".