It's part of a detective's task chain. You can do it too.

He *smells* good...

Many of the RCM's fashions, even weapon preferences, borrow heavily from classic Vespertine cop shows. My precinct alone has three officers who go by the name *Ace*...

I must apologise on my partner's behalf, again. Please believe me when I say that he does not speak for the RCM in *any* capacity.

Not strange at all -- your name is Harrier Du Bois. Like it says on your police badge.

Your current state seems to make you very vulnerable to suggestions. And he's got a lot of them.

Maybe don't blurt out everything that *pops into your head*. Just some friendly advice. Anyway...

Yes, your car is in the sea. Face it so we can start dealing with this.

Did he? I must have drifted away... somewhere between the copious mentions of pigs and homo-sexuality.

Your disco days should have been done quite a while back, officer.

The world is what it is. I'm glad to see you're stable. Keep it that way.

I wouldn't like to guess. Your performance so far doesn't exactly inspire confidence, but all sorts of things are possible...

Just please make it quick, I'll organise my notes in the meantime.

I always took you for more of a drunk than a chemical abuser.

No. I've been putting up with you because, despite an unconventional approach, you're doing good police work.

No, don't mind me, go on with your little project. I'm sure you can spin it as an under-cover op. Many cops do.

Tell me, *see-eth* your bad ass more in there or are we done here?

She repeats passwords. Programming people are all... paranoid.

Why? It's a cool name. I like it. Besides, you're Harry anyway. No one's ever called *Harrier*.

Can you please try to refrain from attacking random things?

Yes. Glowing lungs are quite unusual. After that one time, they have not been reported to glow.

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

Yes, you two have grown *quite* close over the last few days. Always doing little *errands* for each other.

And when did you speak to this more *muscular* gentleman?

It's been a long winter... Long and cold.

The world turns as fast as it wants.

Could you please stop asking *everyone* for money? It does not reflect well on the RCM and to be perfectly frank we can't afford to look worse than we already do.

I don't see how it's appropriate for a representative of the law to ask a wealthy person for money. This shines a... bad light on the RCM, if you catch my meaning.

No need to look for *supra-natural* explanations where a banal one will do. Now, let's move on, shall we?

Right. Okay. Anyway, I'm glad you told me your necktie has been speaking to you. That must not have been easy.

Franconigerian knights. I used to be very serious about these guys.

*Clown Cops Climb Tree, Fall Down*, *Enraged Cop Assaults Children -- After Falling From Tree*.

It appears we're being monitored every step we take, colleague. Did we have any other business here?

That time is over now. I was already a 38 year old man. It was unbecoming. As was playing pinball.

I do like the way it tingles, though. It's the only part of shaving I actually look forward to.

I don't see how it's appropriate for a representative of the law to ask a wealthy person for money. This shines a... bad light on the RCM, if you catch my meaning.

Your name is Harrier Du Bois, not 'Icebreaker'.

I wouldn't like to guess. Your performance so far doesn't exactly inspire confidence, but all sorts of things are possible...

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

An amateur-entroponetic police officer... I'd like to say I've heard stranger things, but I'm not sure. This is a hell of a guess, however. Well worded I might add...

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

Your current state seems to make you very vulnerable to suggestions. And he's got a lot of them.

Alright, but -- and, forgive me, this has been bothering me since this morning -- how have you managed to run around all day *wearing no shoes*?

Great, the little foray into the art world continues.

You're not Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau and you're not an icebreaker!

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

She repeats passwords. Programming people are all... paranoid.

Not the point. I just don't want to give you my gun.

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

I certainly understand the impulse, but this is our job, detective. Our whole *raison d'être*. At some point, we'll need to return to it.