Maxwell Smart: Wait a minute, Chief, I read about that case in the papers. Three guys went into Fort Knox and they got 600 pounds of gold bars, put 'em in a sack, dropped them from a roof, to a guy who was waiting on the ground below.
Chief: That's right, Max.
Maxwell Smart: And then all three guys on the roof were shot down.
Agent 99: How'd the fourth man die, Max?
Maxwell Smart: He caught the sack.
Maxwell Smart: Excuse me, but I've always been curious: what makes a person wanna work in a morgue?
Mr. Obler: I like a job where you meet people.
Maxwell Smart: Dr. Zharko, KAOS' mad scientist?
Agent 99: But Chief, that's not possible. He was arrested by the Transylvanian highway patrol over a year ago and executed.
Maxwell Smart: Well that's probably when he decided to experiment with bringing people back to life.
Agent 99: While he was dead?
Maxwell Smart: Well, he probably had a lot of time on his hands.
Dr. Zharko: So, Mr. Smart, we meet again.
Maxwell Smart: We've never met before.
Dr. Zharko: No? Oh, I thought we had. Must have been your brother.
Maxwell Smart: I don't have a brother.
Dr. Zharko: Would you like me to make you one?