"I'm glad you weren't vengeful, Little Father. Be sure to put that in your history."
Chiun scooped up the parchment scroll and dumped it into the lacquered chest. "I don't feel like writing anymore tonight."
"There's always tomorrow." Remo turned his attention back to the telephone. "You were saying, Smitty?"
"I was asking. What about Spesk's two deadly weapons? Did you find them?"
"Of course. You asked me to, didn't you?"
"Well?"
"Well what?" asked Remo.
"What are they?" Smith asked.
"You can't have them," Remo said.
"Why not?" Smith said.
"Some things just aren't for sale," Remo said. He pulled the telephone cord from the wall and collapsed back on the couch. Laughing.
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