- Sherlock Holmes: You are not human.
- Dr. Wt'sn: No, Rigellian, that's me. And proud of it. Why?
- Sherlock Holmes: Rigellian... from the Constellation Rigel?
- Dr. Wt'sn: That's right.
- Sherlock Holmes: Hmm. A large planet, with high gravity. A hot, intensely bright sun, a thick soupy atmosphere and a strong, handsome native population.
- Dr. Wt'sn: Ah, you've been there, then.
- Dr. Wt'sn: I never heard of it before. I simply deduced it from your weight, your skin, your breathing and your obvious pride.
- Sherlock Holmes: This century is certainly confusing. This confounded scanner pipe, for instance. I simply cannot get it to function. Why can't I have my old one?
- Dr. Wt'sn: Eh, tabacco's been outlawed, old boy. It was dangerous.
- Sherlock Holmes: Well, I was aware of that. I see this century is more sense than mine. But I still can't figure out this confounded gadget.
- BraveStarr: [about to break open a door] Strength of the...
- [Mycroft Holmes blasts the door open using her Ray-Derringer]
- BraveStarr: Oh, never mind.