Walter: We don't play chess.
Toby: Not anymore.
Cabe: Why the hell not?
Paige: Why are we looking at a coat hook?
Toby: That is not a coat hook. That is a coat rook. Wound up in the wall 5 years ago.
Walter: After a week long chess tournament.
Sly: A tournament that went horribly wrong.
Paige: You threw a rook in the wall?
Walter: It wasn't me.
Toby: Nope.
Sly: It was a three-way tie for points. I was about to engage a masterful attack, the Bishop's Gambit, but then, Walter sneeze on my knight.
Walter: It was an accident.
Sly: J'acuse! My knight was covered in your mucus. The one piece I needed just happened be the one you dosed with your filth.
Walter: One I do not happen to have the ability to aim my mucus. Two you could have cleaned it off!