Haley: It's a shell game.
[beat]
Haley: You know, like they set up in street corners? Three nutshells, a ball, they mix them up and you pick one?
Roy: Yes, I know what a shell game is, Haley. It's just that you're not telling me anything I don't already know. Two of the Xykons are fake, we need to figure out which ones.
Haley: No, look, it's a swindle! At its most basic, the shell—
Hinjo: Do you have some information regarding which Xykon is the real one?
Haley: No—agh! You're not—gods, it's frustrating how Lawful you people are! I know everyone got in the habit of ignoring the gibberish coming out of my mouth, but you need to listen to what I am saying. Roy, Hinjo—you two may know warfare, but I know how to run a con. A con man doesn't choose to play the shell game with you if there is any possibility of him actually losing. The con isn't in getting you to pick the wrong shell. The con is in getting you to accept that the basic premise of the game is still being followed. The con is in getting you to pick a shell at all. The ball isn't under the first shell...or the second shell...or even the third shell. The ball is in the con man's palm the whole time.
Roy: Wait... I think I get it. Haley, you're a genius!
Hinjo: I don't. Can someone explain it to me?
Roy: Basically, none of the Xykons we see are "real." Why should they give us a 33% chance to pick the right one when they can give us a 0% chance? If they can create two decoys, why not three?
Hinjo: Are you certain?
Roy: No. But I trust her gut.
Haley: A ruse that relies on the target's innate acceptance of the rules presented to him? Against a league of paladins? Easy money.
[beat]
Haley: You know, like they set up in street corners? Three nutshells, a ball, they mix them up and you pick one?
Roy: Yes, I know what a shell game is, Haley. It's just that you're not telling me anything I don't already know. Two of the Xykons are fake, we need to figure out which ones.
Haley: No, look, it's a swindle! At its most basic, the shell—
Hinjo: Do you have some information regarding which Xykon is the real one?
Haley: No—agh! You're not—gods, it's frustrating how Lawful you people are! I know everyone got in the habit of ignoring the gibberish coming out of my mouth, but you need to listen to what I am saying. Roy, Hinjo—you two may know warfare, but I know how to run a con. A con man doesn't choose to play the shell game with you if there is any possibility of him actually losing. The con isn't in getting you to pick the wrong shell. The con is in getting you to accept that the basic premise of the game is still being followed. The con is in getting you to pick a shell at all. The ball isn't under the first shell...or the second shell...or even the third shell. The ball is in the con man's palm the whole time.
Roy: Wait... I think I get it. Haley, you're a genius!
Hinjo: I don't. Can someone explain it to me?
Roy: Basically, none of the Xykons we see are "real." Why should they give us a 33% chance to pick the right one when they can give us a 0% chance? If they can create two decoys, why not three?
Hinjo: Are you certain?
Roy: No. But I trust her gut.
Haley: A ruse that relies on the target's innate acceptance of the rules presented to him? Against a league of paladins? Easy money.
Lally: (Referring to five suitcases) I assume the Qilin's in one of these cases.
Dumbledore: Yes.
Lally: Well, which one is it?
Dumbledore: Which one, indeed.
Jacob: Ooh, it's like a three-card monte thing. Like a shell game thing. Like-like a short con. Never mind, it's a Muggle thing.
Dumbledore: Yes.
Lally: Well, which one is it?
Dumbledore: Which one, indeed.
Jacob: Ooh, it's like a three-card monte thing. Like a shell game thing. Like-like a short con. Never mind, it's a Muggle thing.
