Endeavour2012

[Morse goes up a staircase. A uniformed officer is standing at the top of it]

DC Endeavour Morse:
You're meant to be on the door.

PC Jim Strange:
Sorry. I just come off nights. It's playing havoc with my...

DC Endeavour Morse:
[seriously] I think I can live without the details of your digestive timetable.

PC Jim Strange:
Who are you?

DC Endeavour Morse:
[seriously] I could have just wandered in for a bit of housebreaking.

PC Jim Strange:
[seriously] If you're gonna be like that, let's see some identification, matey. Sharpish.

[Morse goes further up the stairs and gives the officer his identification]

PC Jim Strange:
[looking at Morse's identification] Oh. *You're* Morse. Strange.

[Morse takes back his identification]

DC Endeavour Morse:
[pocketing his identification] What is?

PC Jim Strange:
I am. Me. My name. Jim Strange.