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“Yeah man, I need a drink. That freakin’ new desk sergeant, jees. Where they got him from in this dead dog town I don’t know. He wouldn’t recognise a crime if it posted itself in a big, fat envelope right to the station door. How many more murdering shit heads do we have to nail before it’s safe to walk the streets, and I’ve got the freakin’ Smith tribe trying to sell their freakin’ baby for god’s sake. Sick bastards. I don’t know why we still do this goddamn job Harry. This town is fucked. We should go East man.”