Sunday January 25, 2004
Narrator:After much discussion, the battle-plan is complete.
Tagon:Excellent work, people. We'll be putting this in motion in three hours.
Ennesby:Colonel Ceeta, may I have a moment with you... alone?
Jevee Ceeta:What? I've got work to do.
Ennesby:I'm concerned about this plan. There are a lot of things that could go wrong.
Jevee Ceeta:A lot of them will go wrong. The battle-plan is usually the first casualty in combat.
Ennesby:My point exactly.
Jevee Ceeta:We've got contingency plans, little robot. Tagon and I are seasoned commanders. We know what we're doing.
Ennesby:Look, Colonel. I know you don't like me much, but I need you to understand something.
Ennesby:I'm a lot smarter than you are. I mean, an awful lot. A lot more than I think you can even imagine.
Jevee Ceeta:And as you tell me this, does it occur to you to wonder why I don't like you?
Ennesby:I don't have much of a sense of wonder. Mostly I just think you're too arrogant.
Ennesby:And you scowl too much. You'd be happier if you were more humble.
Jevee Ceeta:Did you have a point to make, or are you under the ill-informed impression that if I'm ready to kill you I'm somehow better prepared to defend the ship?
Ennesby:Okay, so maybe now isn't a good time for you.