Laura Holt: I can take care of myself. I have for a long time now.
Remington Steele: Yes, well that was before it made a difference to me.
Laura Holt: And now?
Remington Steele: Now, we're going to have some noodle soup. It comes out of those little foil packets these days. Then you're going to have the unprecedented honor of sleeping in my bed, uh, pajamas optional, while I keep company with the couch. But no matter how you slice it, you're stuck with me tonight, so I suggest you make the best of it.
Laura Holt: Well, before giving us the results of your excavation, Mildred, there's a small administrative point we need to address.
[Laura slaps Remington's feet off the desk]
Laura Holt: While it is more than apparent that Mr. Steele here is the senior member of the firm, the fact is that for the nuts and bolts operation, we're more or less, um, equals. Wouldn't you say, Mr. Steele?
Remington Steele: One might even go so far as to say that Miss Holt is sort of in charge of such things.
Mildred Krebs: He's the boss, but you're in charge?
Remington Steele: Having worked for the government, Mildred I wouldn't think the concept is beyond your grasp.
Remington Steele: We're being shot at
Laura Holt: But why?
Remington Steele: Because we're kissing. Someone *always* shoots at us when we're kissing!