Chief:
Wait a minute -- You're telling me you two skin flutes went duck hunting without me?
Assy McGee:
I e-mailed you last week.
Chief:
That is a bowl of stale bull--
Sanchez:
No, no, no. He did, Chief. Yeah, he even, uh, CC'd me on it.
Assy McGee:
Maybe it's in your spam folder. I'll go into my sent mail and print a copy on it.
Chief:
Forget it. Forget about this dead-squirrel business! Probably just some punk kids playing around!
Sanchez:
But, Chief --
Chief:
We don't have the resources! You two mud stains want to look into this, you do it on your own time, on your own dime!
Sanchez:
Say it, don't spray it. [laughing] I want the news, not the weather, right, Assy?
Chief:
[pulls a knife blade on him] You care to repeat that, Sanchez?
Sanchez:
No.
Chief:
Get the hell out of my office!
Sanchez:
Assy, let's go.
