If you ask me, it's past time for you to cut back on the smoking. You seem like a man with a death wish. It's quite disturbing.

Ah, so we're beating the youth now? That's an unexpected development.

Teleportation apparatus? I don't remember mentioning anything about teleportation apparatus. Please don't try to *climb* the building, we'll get in another way.

I don't like pinball because I had to learn to play it for an undercover job at a pinball ring. And it's a lame, boring, and unchallenging game -- there. We can move on now.

Furies. Yes. Well. I don't know. I have to be honest -- I'm not experiencing the *internal strife* that refers to.

Well, you both do seem to share an affinity for sideburns. But it seems like old Kras here didn't drink nearly as much as you.

Yes. Any time. If you need a rest *later*, it's okay by me.

Beautiful. A dead body in an ice bear fridge -- this is some of the best police work I've ever done.

Please stop trying to perform a *necromantic ritual*. We have other things to do.

I can see you're disappointed. You're right to be -- I don't speak a word of Seolite. I've never met either one of my grandparents. I've never been to Seol. I'm a regular, garden variety Revacholiere.

Alright, detective. Let's get going, we've got a killer to catch.

No really, we're not joined by the hip. You want to talk about women with him and I want to... do pretty much anything else. Don't let me hold you back.

No. We have to step in. This is not going to end well if we don't...

Don't be silly, no one wants to be a popsicle.

Crime is what we were solving before this conversation began.

I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions.

Are you sure we have time to go chasing after bug-hunters just now?

Yes, you're a natural gymnast, detective. Now would you like to do what you got up there to do?

I hope your confidence will translate into results, officer.

It's important not to let one's *style* interfere with their work.

Hard to disagree with the sentiment considering what we just survived.

Again, in your defence, I seem to have named one... THE MAN WITH THE HOLE IN HIS HEAD. That was a real person, his death was real. Still I named it that. To amuse myself.

I am not a *binoclard*, I am a driver... and a police lieutenant.

Can you hear the pulsing bass underneath the wind? A sure sign of junior delinquency -- somewhere east of here.

We can still do that. Besides, the night is always darkest before the dawn.

Okay, let's say teleportation is a thing. Wouldn't you need some kind of... scientific apparatus to create a teleportation field? You can't just do it without apparatus.

That's gallant of you, but I'm not wearing either jacket.

I just *saw* you climb the ladder. You just climbed it, like a regular person.

I've been meaning to have a little chat with you about your sense of *style*.

Hard to disagree with the sentiment considering what we just survived.

It doesn't matter if you recognize our authority. We will make an arrest if we have to.

No harm? In drinking 98.7% alcohol with a god-knows-how-old tie in it? I wouldn't be so sure. However, I'm not here to judge. Let's go.

This is probably not relevant to our case. After all, we are not investigating an accounting mystery.

I'm perfectly proud of my glasses. I need them for seeing. Anyway...

For what it's worth -- I agree. But cockatoos can't be stopped when they get like this. It's better to indulge him at this point.

I have, on a few occasions -- when I was young and foolish -- smoked hemp.

I'm afraid you and I are pawns in a... A *pissing* competition.

That is understandable -- but *perhaps* it's better not to eat all your candy at once?

*Meaningless* is what I think this line of questioning is. Call me a sceptic, but I don't think time travel is going to solve our murder case.

Something so mysterious about the way he talks...

Something so mysterious about the way he talks...

Okay. Let's do it the lousy, dangerous way.

Time to move to more *earthly* matters. Like what really happened here -- detective?

Well... we're not responsible for what we can't predict, are we? I don't think the *entire* city will be razed to the ground.

I have, on a few occasions -- when I was young and foolish -- smoked hemp.

Then why are you elbow deep in your pants like... Never mind, officer. Carry on.

You don't plough anything, you help me solve this case, please remember.

Which school do you subscribe to -- Mambo... or Jambo?

You probably don't have a pen. Here, you can keep this. I have another one.

In fact I dislike them so much I'm willing to drag you boys back to the station just to calm myself down.