[Frank is desperately trying to call his wife, but Radar is busy connecting another call in Ohio]
Frank
Don't give me any of your snottiness, I am not that old dimwit you work for!
(Colonel Potter turns around glaring at Burns)
The Ohio call is mine, Major.
Frank
[Nervously chuckles] I am just having a little joke with Radar.
(sternly) And watch that dimwit talk, Burns! Your bulb's been out since I met you!
(A smug and cackling Frank, having lied to his wife, comes out of Potter's office, only to have a chair thrown at him! The chair breaks on impact!)
(she is infuriated) War horse?! Army Mule?!
Frank
Margaret!
(She storms out of the office, and Frank follows her!)
Frank
I had to say what I did, try to understand!
Leave me alone, you chinless chipmunk!
Frank
Margaret, please!
Remove your hand or I'll zap you with my knee!
Frank
Margaret! (They walk nonchalantly past some enlisted men) I had to lie, the stocks and the house are in her name!
(Margaret slams the door of her tent in his face)
Frank
Oh, Margaret, dear. Let me bring over my can of Sterno, we can have some hot toddies and you can put on your new nightie!
(throwing her negligee at him) YOU put on my new nightie!
Frank
[Looking longingly at the negligee as BJ and Hawkeye walk by with golf clubs] Forty five dollars!
Are alterations included?
Frank
(annoyed) Aw, go practice your putts!
These guys from your unit?
CCCol. Coner
I'm Colonel Coner
Oh, yeah. The famous advance man from Forest Lawn.
Frank
Oh, pay no attention, sir. Their sense of patriotism is stunted.
Comes from smoking too many flags.
CCColonel Carmichael
I have weighed the evidence, not just the evidence but the records of the two individuals. I have no doubt that Captain Pierce is a prankster and thoroughly non-military, but the records prove him to be a top-flight surgeon. I wouldn't want to lead a company of Pierces into battle, but I sure as hell would want him around after that battle was over!
Frank
What does the record say about MY surgical skills.
CCColonel Carmichael
If you hadn't been drafted as a doctor, I think you would have been assigned as a pastry chef!
Frank, weren't you a Boy Scout?
Frank
Yes. I was. Later, I was Scoutmaster.
Until those little ingrates set fire to his pants.
Frank
Not true. That was a drill.
Frank
Yeah. I thought I'd hit the town with that new nurse.
You mean the little red-headed one with the freckles on her nose?
Frank
Yeah, that one.
Don't you think she's a bit young for you?
Frank
(smugly) Well, yeah. I just thought that a little youth would be nice for a change.
Hop-a-long Ferret Face shot me!
(Later on)
Frank
Say, Beej, you're not gonna report me or anything, are you?
Frank, stop acting like a sniveling idiot.
Frank
I'm not acting!
Frank
Just promise you won't tell on me and get me in trouble. Huh? Please? Pretty please?
Frank
Tattletale! Stool pigeon! Fink! Indian giver!
Superficial. Fortunately, Frank's as good a marksman as he is a surgeon.
Burns
How's your horse, sir? When I was a kid, my daddy used to take me to the pony rides and---
(angrily) How did it happen, Burns?
Burns
You mean the, uh---?
Burns
I was cleaning my weapon and it discharged prematurely. Sir, I think the Chinese have captured Major Houlihan!
I see. So, naturally, you shot Captain Hunnicutt. (Radar giggles quietly)
Burns
Well, what's so funny, Corporal?
Don't blame the boy Burns, He knows a good joke when he sees one.
Burns
Permission to look for Major Houlihan
Burns
But I....
Burns
I'll go wait in my tent!
Potter (disgusted) A mental pygmy!
(Hawkeye and BJ are removing Margaret's appendix.)
Frank
(Barging into the OR) Why wasn't I called?!
Frank
(angered) Well, I should be doing this surgery! I know Major Houlihan's appendix better than any of you guys!
Burns, she asked for Pierce.
Frank
I don't believe it!
(quietly to Potter) Great deal of conflict here.
(quietly to Mulcahy) You said it, brother... uh, Father. (aloud, to Frank) Burns, she doesn't want you here!
Frank
I'm not leaving until I hear it from her own lips!
(BJ, about to put the anesthetic mask over Margaret's face, pauses)
Listen to these lips, Frank. Get out!
Frank
She's delirious.
(Potter pushes Frank out of the OR)
Frank
(angrily to Margaret) I hope you have a great big scar!
You all know what day this is. Friday the 13th.
Frank
She's right, and--nah, doesn't mean a thing.
Don't say that, Frank. I once spent Friday the 13th in a haunted house with a friend. I was never more frightened in my life.
No, her husband materialized out of nowhere.