Norman:
[looks around at the 7 people sitting in the police station when he arrives]
You people together?
J.T.:
Uh-huh. We're in for, uh... What do you call deer murder?
Jeff Andrews:
Bambicide.
J.T.:
Right. Bambicide, right. And conspiracy to deprive a furry woodland creature of its civil rights.
Norman:
Jacking deer, eh?
J.T.:
What's your beef?
Norman:
Drunk.
J.T.:
[sarcastic]
No!
Norman:
Drunk. Second time this week. Drunk.
Jeff Andrews:
Is that a crime?
Norman:
Tourist season, it is. Rest of the year you can lay out on the sidewalks for all they care.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:20