Hal: [on radio] Someone is looking down at you from a satellite with his finger on the death beam, and somewhere, someone is watching him. But who's watching that... [signal fades]
[Hal pulls over and marks his location on a map to show where the radio signal is strong. As he drives off again, a police siren pulls up behind him and wails its siren]
Hal: [gasps] Oh, no! Oh, no.
Police Officer: Sir, do you know why I pulled you over?
Hal: Certainly not for operating an illegal pirate radio station. I mean, even if I did have the equipment in college, I wouldn't have kept it and be using it today. What's with all these questions, anyway? Do you have a warrant?!
Police Officer: You ran a stop sign a half mile back.
Hal: What? There's no stop sign back there.
Police Officer: It's at the driveway to the country club. They just put it up.