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[explosion]
[jaunty piano music]
[Jim hums "Ride of the Valkyries"]
[Sonia also hums]
What the gnawing varmint?
My neighbor Sonia is responsible for this.
I feel like going over there and knocking her lights out.
But I'm a cop. My job is to serve and protect.
I could sue her, but that's expensive and takes a lot of time.
I think it's possible that we could negotiate a settlement.
How would you like to act as a mediator between us?
[piano cadence]
JIM: I have three estimates from professional gardeners, ranging from seven to eleven thousand dollars, to cleanse the earth and replace the plants. SONIA: That's ridiculous.
Thank you. You see? Chivalry is not dead among the educated classes.
SONIA: Oh, oh, that's my phone. I'll be right back. JIM: I don't hear any phone.
What the hell do you know about that? Are you a gardener? I thought you were to be a neutral third party, but you've just demonstrated not only your ignorance but also your prejudice and lack of impartiality.
SONIA: The only possible good relationship with him is no relationship. JIM: I agree, but you've forced this by poisoning my garden. SONIA: If you would control your plants, we wouldn't be in this mess. JIM: You can't totally control plants. SONIA: Why not? You're a cop, aren't you? You're a control freak.
Yes, that's exactly right. I didn't mean to do it.
I don't really give a damn whether you meant it or not. The fact is my garden used to be beautiful, and now it's a disaster.
Well, I'm sorry. I'd be happy to help you, you know--do whatever it takes. It's just that I'm sorry, but I don't have the money.
I'm not really worried about the money. I just don't want this to happen again. If you'll help me change the soil...
SONIA: I'd be happy to.
JIM: All right. You have a deal.
SONIA: I don't believe it! Great! Thank you.
JIM: Yup. Good job.
[piano cadence]