Dick: But, sir, if I might, how could you make Sally the High Commander? I'm the High Commander.
Big Giant Head: Well, not anymore.
Dick: Then what am I?
Big Giant Head: I don't know. How does "Lieutenant" sound?
Dick: Awful!
Big Giant Head: That's right. It doesn't have much of a ring to it, does it? Let's see. Let's make you the... transmitter. "Transmitter Dick." Now, that sounds kind of jazzy.
Dick: But I- I can't be transmitter. Harry's the transmitter.
Big Giant Head: Fine. Then you'll be his assistant.
Dick: But- But- But-
Big Giant Head: No. No. No. No. No. Don't thank me. Wait. I've changed my mind. Thank me.