Now Before We Get Into Anything, Ladies,

I'm The Crazy Girly Captain, Remember?

The Two Of Them Went Down In A Heap, With Not Even A Turkey To Break Their Fall.

...to Be Injured On This Tundra Would Lead To A Quick And Painful Death—or At The Very Least Abject Humiliation Before The Popping Flashes Of The Tourist Season's Tail End, Which Was Slightly Less Painful Than A Painful Death, But Lasted Longer.

There Were Only Two Men On The Planet Better Educated In The Various Martial Arts Than Butler, And He Was Related To One Of Them. The Other Lived On An Island In The South China Sea, And Spent His Days Meditating And Beating Up Palm Trees. You Had To Feel Sorry For The B'wa Kell.

A Genius. A Criminal Mastermind. A Millionaire. And He Is Only Twelve Years Old.