Jim Hacker: You know that Agnes Moorhouse woman?
Annie Hacker: Yes.
Jim Hacker: I told Humphrey to have a word with her.
Annie Hacker:That sounds like an interesting experiment.
Jim Hacker: He says it went quite well, but he didn't want to talk about it very much and he had four whiskeys in ten minutes.
Sir Humphrey: Now, what shall I call you? Miss Moorhouse?
Agnes Moorhouse: You can call me Agnes. What shall I call you?
Sir Humphrey: Uhm.., you can call me Sir Humphrey.
Sir Humphrey: But I am sure we agree on a fundamental basis of order and authority?
Agnes Moorhouse: That's half true.
Sir Humphrey: Half true?
Agnes Moorhouse: You agree, I don't.
Sir Humphrey: Bernard, if the right people don't have power, do you know what happens? The wrong people get it!
Agnes Moorhouse: Animals have rights too, you know. A battery chicken's life isn't worth living. Would you want to spend your life packed in with six hundred other desperate, squawking, smelly creatures, unable to breathe fresh air, unable to move, unable to stretch, unable to think?
Sir Humphrey: Certainly not, that is why I never stood for Parliament.
Sir Humphrey: Prime Minister, I have had another word with her. To put it simply, Prime Minister, certain informal discussions took place involving a full and frank exchange of views, after which there arose a series of proposals which on examination proved to indicate certain promising lines of enquiry, which when pursuit led to the realization that the alternative courses of action might in fact, in certain circumstances, be susceptible of discreet modification, leading to a reappraisal of the original areas of difference and pointing a way to encouraging possibilities of compromise and cooperation which if bilaterally implemented with appropriate give and take on both sides might, if the climate were right, have a reasonable possibility at the end of the day of leading rightly or wrongly to a mutually satisfactory resolution.
Jim Hacker: What the hell are you talking about?!
Sir Humphrey: We did a deal.