Clare: My side doesn't know anything about what is happening! They wouldn't know what to do about it if they did. Do you think we're all so blind over there? The flu killed hundreds of millions, my parents, decimated Europe. And all that time, your side wasn't affected.
Quayle: Y...y...you, you don't think if something like that happened, you don't think I would know about it? An operation of that size?
Clare: You're so naive. Pretty soon, people are going to take a long, hard look at this charade we call diplomacy. Sooner or later, everything is going to change.
Quayle: I'm turning you in.
Clare: That would be a mistake. Think about your life!! What will people say when they realize it was your wife all along?
Quayle: You are not my wife.