Remington Steele
1982
Remington Steele: Irresponsibility isn't a sickness - it's an art.
Steele: "A killer caught by a lousy television show and a rotten commercial there's some thing poetic about that"
Laura Holt: "Atomic man is wanted for murder" Steele: "Really, I didn't relize the pently for bad acting was that stiff in this country"
Steele: Zif climp blagh blagh blaghgh (looks at Laura) It's for you.
(Izzy is dying) Izzy: Toodle-loo. Laura Holt: Toodle-loo? Steele: That's what I call shuffling off with class.
Laura Holt: What are you doing? Steele: I'll tell you what I'm *not* doing! I'm not driving in circles trying to elude people I don't know, who want to kill a nice little nebbish, for reasons I don't even understand. I'm also not about to sit in that car while Sheldon looks at me like I'm Babe Ruth and George Washington all rolled into... (into phone) ... yes, information? I'd like the number of the Central Intelligence Agency... NO, that is not a residence.
Laura Holt: Now all we need is the third man. Remington Steele: Well, if it isn't Orson Welles, I can't be of any immediate help.
Kessler: "Who are you?" Remington Steele: "Just a happy go lucky tourist out to see a bit of the world" Neff: "Is that why you've got five passports, from five different countries, in five different names?" Remington Steele: "Kept trying for a good picture."
(narration from the opening credits) Laura Holt: Try this for a deep, dark secret: the great detective, Remington Steele? He doesn't exist. I invented him. Follow. I always loved excitement, so I studied, and apprenticed, and put my name on an office. But absolutely nobody knocked down my door. A female private investigator seemed so... feminine. So I invented a superior. A decidedly MASCULINE superior. Suddenly there were cases around the block. It was working like a charm... until the day HE walked in, with his blue eyes and mysterious past. And before I knew it, he assumed Remington Steele's identity. Now I do the work, and he takes the bows. It's a dangerous way to live, but as long as people buy it, I can get the job done. We never mix business with pleasure. Well, almost never. I don't even know his real name!
Laura Holt: (to Steele) I'm a Peppler, he's a Peppler, she's a Peppler, we're a Peppler, they're a Peppler, wouldn't you like to be a Peppler too? Laura Holt: (Steele gives her a look) Come on! Where's your sense of humor? Remington Steele: (referring to his colorful golf pants) I'm wearing it.
Remington Steele: (while drunk) I rather enjoyed being a Peppler. Shame about the divorce, they were so good together, those two. Laura Holt: They are, aren't they? Remington Steele: Yes...