Solo: "I'm here to help. Why don't you help me?"
Gaby: "With what?"
Solo: "If I have 15 minutes, we'd drink tea, eat biscuits. I talk, you laugh, and we'd be on our way. Unfortunately, I don't. So, my operators... [makes a gesture out the window] come with me now to a chic little hotel in West Berlin in less than an hour. Or, stay here and spend the night with the Russians, hang from a pipe having your toenails removed."