The Prisoner Season 1 quotes

Do carry on.

Number Six

No time for tea?

No. Only your future.

All right, say you're a poet and you were composing, and you failed to hear Number Ten's greeting.

Neglect of social principle.

Number Six

Poetry has a social value.

He's trying to divide us.

His intentions are obvious. To stop us from helping this unfortunate girl.

You're trying to undermine my rehabilitation. Disrupt my social progress!

Number Six

Strange talk for a poet.

Reactionary!

Rebel!

Disharmonious!

There is a saying, "The slowest mule is nearest to the whip."

Number Six

And another. "He who digs a pit will one day lie in it." Or is Number Two above investigation?

Number Six

You still have a choice. You can still salvage your right to be individuals. Your rights to truth and free thought. Reject this false world of Number Two. Reject it. Now!

[watching as Number Six paces his flat] What sort of opinion would you form of that fellow?

Anybody who spends his time doing that must be rather stupid.

You couldn't be more wrong. Because he's our most interesting citizen from every point of view... particularly yours.

Number Six

You're still as pompous as ever... Danvers.

Where did you get my name?

Number Six

Jonathan Peregrine Danvers. Born in Bootle. Took elocution lessons. Came to London, joined the civil service in 1948 as a junior clerk, but moved to this department sometime later. Mainly at the request of the typing pool. Am I going to see Sir Charles? Well? Or would you prefer me to go on. I'm sure these gentlemen would be most intrigued to hear of your little jaunt to Paris in March 1958. Let me see now, what was her name...

If you really are who you say you are, you would not have expected me to keep it, would you?

Number Six

No. It's a hopeless situation.

If I had kept it, I would have been very stupid. Silly.

Number Six

You've made your point. I accept it.

But you overlooked one thing. Sentimental people are sometimes stupid. Very stupid.

I will do it... on certain conditions.

I'm sure they will be reasonable.

For once, I am dictating.

Heil.

Number Six

The good doctor's mind now inhabits a body perhaps not to his liking - the colonel's. Dr. Selzmann had progressed more than any of us had anticipated. He can and did change three minds at the same time. He is now free to continue his experiments in peace.

Number Six

Harmony? Never heard of it.

Not many people have, señor. it's sort of… exclusive.

Number Six

So am I.

You turned in your badge.

Number Six

And my gun.

What were your reasons?

Number Six

My reasons.

You've already taken a job. With who?

Number Six

[correcting] Whom with.

I didn't expect him to come for hours.

I told you he was different. I knew it wouldn't work. [sarcastically] Fill him with hallucinatory drugs, put him in a dangerous environment, talk to him through microphones...

[interrupting] It has always worked and would have this time...

But it didn't, did it? Give him love, take it away. Isolate him. Make him kill., then face him with death. He'll crack. Break him, even in his mind, and the rest will be easy. I should never have listened to you.

It would have worked if you had kept your head and not created the crisis too soon.

How could I control it? Tell me that. You said yourself we would get involved and do what we would in the real situation.

Then don't blame my method, just your own damned lack of self-control.

It's alright for you. I have to answer for this failure. [notices Number Twenty-Two crying] It seems I'm not the only one who got involved.

[to Number Six; her last words] I wish it had been real.

Busy, Potter?

It's our form of Siberia.

What was the colonel up to?

Doctor Schnips. Crazy scientist. For the last twenty-six years, he's been building a super-rocket to destroy London.

Where?

Well, that's just what the colonel was about to find out.

Excuse me. [muttering] Ridiculous.

Thanks.

Where do I start?

You're to go to the Magnum Record Shop, booth seven. The Chief will speak to you there.

Chin up, Potter.

It was so damned unsporting!

It certainly wasn't cricket.

[to Mr. X] You are a born survivor. I am a born killer. We were made for each other, but I fear this is where it must end. Your reflexes cannot save you now.