A woman, Voulee, caresses a chess piece resembling Jim West on a board. A man slaps her hand with his cane, saying that he told her to move the piece, not stroke it. As he moves it, he notes that Artie will soon be making an appearance and reserves a square for him...Read the full recap
Arnette: I'd recognize that voice anywhere. West.
James: Yes, sir. I was out walking my dog and the little dickens lead me right to the doorstep of my ex-company commander. Good evening, sir.
Arnette: Well, you'd better get in here before you wine about a casualty list.
James: Yes, sir.
Arnette: Sit down, sit down, my boy.
James: Thank you, sir.
Arnette: By the way, uh, what happened to that dog you were out walking?
James: I knew there was something I forgot.
Arnette: Still the same impossible West.
Braine: Allow me to introduce myself, Mr. West. My name is Braine. That--that's spelled with a small "e" at the end.
James: How do you spell it to rhyme with "murder"?
Braine: How do you...? Oh--that's--that's very good, very good. Yes, yes, humor will play a part in my scheme of things.
Braine: You see, like Zeus I have thunderbolts at my fingertips.
James: I was told that Zeus never missed.
Braine: When that is my objective, neither do I.
Braine: Time is a more delicate element in my equation. Not that I anticipate any trouble on that score when I actually come to grips with it.
James: You continue to astonish me with your modesty.
Braine: Those childish attempts at humor.
James: I thought humor was going to have a place in the scheme of things.
Braine: Your kind of humor, Mr. West, can be overdone. I trust you won't argue the point.
James: I make it a point never to argue with Zeus.
Braine: Do you like the condition of the world? Well. I don't. One massive case history of madness stretching back through the centuries.Starvation, hatred, bloody wars, and no end in sight. Depend on it, sir. A surgeon is needed, not a sugar pill.
James: You with the surgeon's knife in your hand, of course.
Braine: As one particularly well-equipped, yes.
James: Voulee, Braine mentioned a new tunnel. You know where it's located?
Voulee: Oh, it's the forbidden tunnel. Very well guarded.
Artemus: Voulee, darling, that's our favorite kind.