General Henry J. Wilson: Mrs. Pennyworth sets a wonderful table, don't you think?
Suzanne McCullough: Yes. She and Mr. Kensington have made us all very comfortable.
General Henry J. Wilson: You never know it, but Mrs. Pennyworth was a very valuable asset in the American section of Berlin during the last war. Her husband did the same thing with the Brits!
[chuckles]
General Henry J. Wilson: Rumor has it they met one night when they were both trying to infiltrate the Russian sector. Oh, that woman has seen a lot of history. Even helped brighten some of the two. And this house has had its own share of history as well. A few nuclear physicists lived here in the early days of the Manhattan Project. And just before you, we kept a KGB defector here. I wonder who the next occupants will be.
Norton Drake: [laughs] Harrison, does that sound suspiciously like an eviction notice to you?
General Henry J. Wilson: I wouldn't look at it that way, Mr. Drake. All missions eventually come to an end, and that's why I'm here... to thank you all, personally, for a job well done.
Harrison Blackwood: I'm sorry, General, but the job isn't done!
General Henry J. Wilson: Well, I'm completely satisfied with everything you've accomplished.
Harrison Blackwood: We've hardly accomplished a thing.
Suzanne McCullough: Uncle Hank, I can't believe you're cutting us off!
General Henry J. Wilson: Suzanne, your own research suggests the aliens were susceptible to radiation poisoning.
Suzanne McCullough: How do you know that? I haven't released that data yet!
Colonel Paul Ironhorse: I don't think it takes a scientist to realize that any of those creatures that weren't blown up with their ships have died from radiation poisoning.
Harrison Blackwood: General, if you shut us down now, you're going to be repeating the same mistake that was made 35 years ago!
General Henry J. Wilson: On the contrary, the aliens are finished! And now, I suggest you all get on with the rest of your lives.
Harrison Blackwood: How much of this is your doing, Colonel?
Colonel Paul Ironhorse: The General asks me to make reports; I make reports. I'm just doing my job, Doctor.
Harrison Blackwood: I wish to God you would let me do mine!