It was a kind of serious discussion pertaining to an attempted homicide, but Lieutenant Baker punctuated it in his own special way.
Charlie: Pops, we have a confession. A confession.
Lt. Baker: Yeah, it could be a confession. It could be something else.
Charlie: Like what?
Lt. Baker: A cover-up. [Close up of a pained Lt. Baker crushing a coke can with one hand. He's so tough.]
Moments before he'd just prepared himself a hawt dawg from his "Perfect Hotdog" machine, conveniently located in his office. I kid you not. Reminds me of the time he was investigating "Who Shot Stephanie?" and declared, "it smells like MOY-duh*!" before shoving a hot dog in his mouth.
* = murder
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LOL! You are hilarious!
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