Bishop:
Carl?
Carl:
[to Bernard Abbot] The, uh, young lady with the Uzi, is she single?
Bishop:
Uh, you know, Carl. [sets Carl aside] Carl, this is the brass ring. Now you've got to think bigger thoughts.
Carl:
I just want her telephone number, that's all. Please?
Bishop:
Hey Abby, how about a lunch? You can chaperon.
Bernard Abbot:
No, I will not do this. [Male NSA agents smirk]
Bishop:
Hey, Abby, Abby, come on, now the FBI'd give him twins-
Abbot:
NO!
NSA Agent Mary:
Wait a second. You can have anything you want, and you're asking for my phone number?
Carl:
Yes.
NSA Agent Mary:
273-9164. Area code 415.
Carl:
Thanks. I'm Carl. [offers hand]
NSA Agent Mary:
[smiles while shaking Carl's hand] I'm Mary.
Abbot:
I'm going to be sick. Are we done here?
Bishop:
Not yet. Whistler?
Whistler:
I want peace on earth and good will toward man.
Abbot:
Oh, this is ridiculous.
Bishop:
He's serious.
Whistler:
I want peace on earth and goodwill toward men.
Abbot:
We are the United States Government! We don't do that sort of thing.
Bishop:
You're just gonna have to try.
Abbot:
All right, I'll see what I can do.
Whistler:
Thank you very much. That's all I ask.
