The Bill1984

P.C. Edwards:
[Litten is typing up a report on Lord Barstow-Smythe's stolen necklace before Edwards enters the room] How's it going with the superstars then?

P.C. Litten:
What do you want?

P.C. Edwards:
There's a rather nice young lady at the front desk. Says she want's to see the man in charge. Now I told her that Clouseau had gone home I did, but his assistant I said, he's something else and your in luck, because he's working late.

P.C. Litten:
[Litten sticks two fingers up at Edwards and Edwards chuckles. Stressed, Litten scrunches up the piece of paper and throws it] Ah, sh*t!

P.C. Edwards:
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. You'll soon be back on the beat, boy.

[Edwards picks up the scrunched up piece of paper that Litten threw and puts it in the bin before leaving the room]