Thunderbird 6 (1968)
Brains: I thought it would be a good idea, in this day and age of speed and... thing like that, to build an... airship.
New World Aircraft President James Glenn: An airship? An *airship*?
[laughter erupts in the meeting room]
Virgil Tracy: [referring to the Tiger Moth inside the pod] I've got a Tiger in my tank.
Jeff Tracy: Now, let's have a rundown on the International Rescue craft. So far, there are five. Thunderbird 1: sleek, first and fast. Thunderbird 2: giant transporter. Carries all the rescue gear to the danger zone. Thunderbird 3: designed for space rescue. Thunderbird 4: capable of withstanding the pressure of the depths. Thunderbird 5: space monitor. Capable of receiving or intercepting distress calls from any part of the world. And I'm telling you, Brains, in no uncertain terms, that we now need a Thunderbird 6.
Brains: Sure, Mr Tracy, but can you give me some sort of a steer? I like to work to a specification.
Jeff Tracy: Specification? You didn't need to work to a specification when you designed that airship for the New World Aircraft Corporation.
Brains: That's right. I didn't. And what happened? They laughed.
Jeff Tracy: Yeah, that's right. They laughed... and then they built it.
[Tin-Tin is about to land the Tiger Moth, hiding herself under the cockpit]
Parker: [in awe] Cor! Stone the crows! It's going to land on its own!
Lady Penelope: Parker.
Lady Penelope: M'lady?
Lady Penelope: Tin-Tin's an excellent pilot. Don't you think, Parker?
[Tin-Tin lands the plane and waves towards the mansion]
Alan Tracy: [answering his watch] Yes, Penelope?
Lady Penelope: I've just had some information from Parker, Alan. I am a little uneasy. Tell me, what do you think of Captain Foster?
Alan Tracy: I don't go for him, Penelope. He's a little too smooth for my liking.
Lady Penelope: Tell me, Alan, has he been questioning you about International Rescue?
Alan Tracy: Well, as a matter of fact, he *has*. Not directly, mind you, but the conversation always seems to lead that way.
Lady Penelope: I think we'll have to go into this situation a little more closely. I don't like the sound of it.
[thunderstorm is picking up outside]
Lady Penelope: The storm seems to be getting worse.
Alan Tracy: I think you'd better come in here. We need to discuss this right away.
[the ship rocks and a lamp falls off a side table, revealling a bug device]
Lady Penelope: [realising she is being listened to] Oh well, um, perhaps we *are* allowing our imaginations to run away with us. After all, everyone's interested in International Rescue. It's only natural they should ask questions.
Alan Tracy: [suspicious of Lady Penelope's change in attitude] Oh. So you don't think there's anything to worry about, Penelope?
Lady Penelope: No. After all, they have all been screened. They're carefully selected men.
Captain Foster (II): [listening to Lady Penelope's conversation] That was a close one. Put on the edited tape.
Steward Hogarth (II): Right.
Captain Foster (II): One thing's for sure - we've got to play this really cool from now on. Lady Penelope, I underestimated you.