- [first lines]
- [Rhodes and Stone are playing chess]
- Lieutenant Michael Rhodes: Why don't you just give up, Stone? You're slaughtered. It's checkmate in two moves.
- Lieutenant William Storm: Patience, Rhodes. I'll go down fighting - more glorious in defeat than you are in victory.
- Lieutenant Michael Rhodes: Come along, Stone. No need to play it out - the game's mine.
- Lieutenant William Storm: Correction, old colonial - nobody's game. Stalemate!
- Lieutenant Michael Rhodes: What?
- Lieutenant William Storm: With that colossal overconfidence of yours, you don't need an opponent - you play against yourself!