Justice League Unlimited, Season 3

Mairzey:
Chuck?

Chuck Sirianni:
What is it, honey?

Mairzey:
Your old footlocker's beeping. At first I thought it was the smoke detector.

Chuck Sirianni:
That ain't no smoke alarm. It's a sound I never thought I'd hear again. There's trouble on Blackhawk Island.

Superman:
Aztek didn't find anything else?

Fire:
Sorry, Superman. It was a bad lead.

Superman:
Nobody's fault. When you guys do pick up Luthor's trail, call me. I want in.

Shayera Hol:
You know what? This new monitor-duty rotation isn't so bad. No more overnights unless you want them. Only one shift a week and you're done. Wally?

Flash:
Mmm.

Fire:
I'm telling you, you should let it grow out.

[Flash is staring at Fire from across the room]

Shayera Hol:
Why don't you just go talk to her?

Flash:
What, me? Talk to her No way!

Shayera Hol:
Yeah, you'd probably be wasting your time anyway. I hear she's...

Fire:
you know... [Flash looks curiously at her]

Shayera Hol:
Brazilian.

Flash:
Ha, ha.

Shayera Hol:
If you're afraid to talk to her, I'll tell her for you. [Starts walking over to Fire]

Flash:
[Stopping her] Don't!

Shayera Hol:
You are so very sad.

King Faraday:
Got something for you. Tell Hawkgirl your story, Mr. Sirianni.

Chuck Sirianni:
We met a while back, ma'am. Longer for me than for you. When you traveled in time to World War II, you fought alongside my squadron.

Shayera Hol:
You're one of the Blackhawks.

Chuck Sirianni:
Only one still kicking, I'm sorry to say.

Flash:
What's the problem?

Chuck Sirianni:
During the war and for decades after, we captured a lot of weapons. Real sci-fi stuff. We hid the worst of it on Blackhawk Island. We decommissioned the place over 30 years ago. But this morning, the old security alarm went off. Might be nothing.

Shayera Hol:
Or it might be someone raiding your armory. We'll take a look. Shayera out. Pick a third for the team.

Flash:
Um...

Shayera Hol:
Oh, Yob Shiggurath! Hey, Fire!

Fire:
Yes?

Shayera Hol:
We've got a mission. Let's go.

Chuck Sirianni:
I'm not going to argue with you about this.

Mairzey:
I didn't come to argue. It gets cold up there.

Key:
Allow me. Something of a specialty of mine.