Bertie:
[
after insulting Spode] Spode, I know your secret!
Roderick Spode:
Eh?
Bertie:
I know all about...
[
blanks]
Roderick Spode:
You know all about what?
Bertie:
Uh... Euphimol! Uh, uh...
[
as Spode advances menacingly, Bertie falls backward. Gussie smashes an oil painting over Spode's head. Spode turns to Gussie, breathing fire, and Bertie smashes a vase on his head. They both flee the room. Outside, Jeeves watches, perplexed, as Gussie runs out, followed by Bertie]
Bertie:
Eucalyptus!
[
as Spode chases them down the hallway, Jeeves sighs and writes on a slip of paper]
Bertie:
Euripedes! Eucharist! Europe! Euphonium? Uh, eu-, eu-, eu...
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