Frankie: [v.o.] You know, maybe Rita was okay. Maybe we weren't so different after all. She might even be a little... fun. What was I worried about?
Rita Glossner: [ankle tag beeps] Aw, damn it. I'm out of range. [saws through ankle tag]
Frankie: Um, I-I-I don't think you're supposed to be doing that.
Rita Glossner: Oh, please. It happens all the time. If I didn't take this thing off, I'd never go anywhere. [laughs] [throws it out the window] Good luck findin' that one, Barney Fife! [laughs]