'I'm sorry, Sir. I had no idea it was you. I was just telling major Carter here about the color of this phone, and-'
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'It's blue, Sir.'
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'I know, Sir. That's why I hadn't expected a call from you, Mr. President. Usually, yours is the red phone.'
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'I quite agree, Mr. President. Blue is nice, for a change.'
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'Mine? Peridot, actually.'
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'Well, it's.. It's kinda hard to describe. Greenish beige, I would say.'
'Sir? Sir!'
'Would you excuse me for a second, Mr. President? What is it, Carter?
'There's someone on the red phone. It's the President.'
'Oh, come off it, Carter. We have but one President, and he is talking to me right now. On the blue phone.'
'I don't think so, Sir.'
'Mr. President, it seems that we have a situation here. Someone on the red phone says he is you. Yes, the red phone. Mr. President? Sir? What's so funny? And what's with your voice? Hm. He hung up.'
'Sir, you better take this call.'
'All right.' Into the red phone: 'Whát?'
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'Colonel? Are you all right?'
'Oh, I'm fine, Carter. I just don't think Daniel will be, when I get my hands on him...'