Sawyer: What’s she doing here?
Juliet: Don’t fear me, I am one of you.
Austin Powers: Ahhh, Juliet… Nice to mole you… meet you. Nice to meet you, Mole.
Jack: She is not a mole, she is “one of us.”
Austin Powers: Mole. Bloody mole. We aren’t supposed to talk about the bloody mole, but there’s a bloody mole winking me in the face. I want to c-u-u-t it off, ch-o-o-p it off, and make guacamole.
