Diana:
[after being knocked down when Nicky was backing into a parking space]
Eight million. Eight million.
Nicky:
Oh, what do you mean, eight million?
Diana:
Eight million people in London and you have to pick on me.
Nicky:
Oh, no, no, really. I didn't pick on you. No, it was just good luck... I mean, uh...
Diana:
[Slaps his hands as he tries to help her up]
No first aid, thank you.
Nicky:
Oh, you sure you're not hurt?
Diana:
Quite sure. But better luck next time. Perhaps you really will be able to kill me then.
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