Mayor:
So, you been to that Korean hand job place yet?
Chief:
No.
Mayor:
You haven't?
Chief:
Yeah, I got to get over there.
Mayor:
Oh, my god, Greg, run, don't walk.
Chief:
Yeah.
Mayor:
Me and the wife love it. Mm, mm, mm. You gotta keep it fresh.
Mayor:
Some people read the bible, and some people put a donkey mask on.
Chief:
Yes, they do.
Mayor:
So listen, Greg, I can't have this hooker murder mucking up this year's festival. I mean, we've got the parade, right?
Chief:
Mayor, I don't want that either.
Mayor:
Yeah. You got to nip this in the bud, Greg.
Chief:
Right, sure.
Mayor:
I mean, who goes out and kills a hooker on the eve of America's treasured celebration?
Chief:
Well, we're trying to figure that out.
Mayor:
Sometimes I feel like flushing this whole rotten city down the toilet. Hmm? That'd be one big toilet. We need to wrap up this case tonight, Greg.
Chief:
We don't have a suspect, sir.
Mayor:
Well, arrest someone, right?
Chief:
Right.
Mayor:
There you go. Now you go run and get me an arrest, huh?
Chief:
Arrest someone. Right.
Mayor:
All right.
Chief:
Thanks. F*ck you, Mayor. Damn it, Assy.
