Sheriff Duggan: Anything valuable inside the vehicle?
Sue: Well, I was getting ready to drive back to school, so there was my duffel, a Little Betty cupcake in the middle console for the 42-minute drive, and... [gasps] Oh, my God. My snow globe was in there. That means the Glossners have my snow globe, too.
Sheriff Duggan: The Glossners? Well, sorry, folks. I guess the car is gone forever.
Mike: Why does everyone keep saying that?
Sheriff Duggan: I don't like to deal with the Glossners. They're criminals.
Mike: You're supposed to deal with criminals. That's your exact job description.
Sheriff Duggan: Now it's the next guy's job description. I'm retiring in four days. Look, my backyard butts right up against the Glossners, and I just resodded my lawn.
Mike: What is happening here? Am I supposed to just forget about my car?
Sheriff Duggan: Ah, the Glossners get tired of stuff. You'll probably find your car on the side of the road in a couple of months. Trust me, you don't wanna poke the bees' nest on this one.
Frankie: That's exactly what I said, but I used "bear" instead of "bees."
Mike: They're not bees, and they're not bears. They're felons, and they stole my damn car.
Sheriff Duggan: Huh.