oh, you should talk to my friend here, jack wallencott.s me he's in excruciating pain, mary, but he's not going to give in until he gets that damned will of his sorted out, right, wallencott? right. i only hope nothing happens to me before i do. i feel queasy and bloated, and i'm all sweaty. i've gotta go lie down, excuse me. yeah, well, uh, hurry back. so, colonel pinkham, would you regale us with another story of man against beast? oh, well, i once shot an elephant in my pajamas. ooh. really? mmm. how he got in my pajamas, i'll never know. [laughing] did you leave your tent open? a tad more wine, mrs. wallencott? why, chip, i hope you're not trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me. certainly not, mrs. wallencott. mrs. wallencott. you are having this conversation right in front of your husband. what say we take it on down to the drawing room, and leave the pretty boy behind with the cheese. eames! you've been my butler for 20 years, you never remember to keep my wine glass full. you see how she bosses that guy around? yeah,