(Captain Zimmerman is walking along a row of chessboards)
Zimmerman: My dear fellow, what kind of a move is that? You're absolutely hopeless!...Ah, such a lovely girl. But obviously it's been too easy for you to get by on your good looks. And you let your poor wits wander until they're useless to you...I take your bishop, my good man...Now, really. Your game is much too stupid! Here's your money back...Interesting, my dear. But naive. (The next man tips over his king, conceding the game) Is there nowhere in this intellectual wasteland of mine, that can present a challenge in so modest a way, as a little game of chess? (Suddenly stops and studies the final board closely)
Paladin: Your queen, sir.
Zimmerman: Hah? What?
Paladin: Your queen is in jeopardy. Take your time, Captain Zimmerman. Take your time.