MM: What do you say, professor, shouldn't we marry and have a little baby together: what a baby it would be - my looks and your intelligence! AE: I'm afraid, dear lady, it might be the other way round...

Nancy Astor: “Sir, if you were my husband, I would give you poison.” Churchill: “If I were your husband I would take it.”

Cádiz, salada claridad ... Granada, agua oculta que llora. Romana y mora, Córdoba callada. Málaga, cantaora, Almería dorada ... Plateado Jaén ... Huelva; la orilla de las Tres Carabelas ... Y Sevilla

Major Strasser's been shot. Round up the usual suspects.