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Jeffersonian said:
Here's a couple from Detroit 17 (my favorite show, I copied them from a page I'd wrote them down on, that's why there's all the weird stuff)
Louis: *over phone* So you’re having a baby, must feel really special. Course there are over six billion people in the world, every one of them was a baby so when you put it in perspective how special can you be?
Damon: *Looks over, sees Louis sitting at his desk three feet away talking on phone, plays along* We’ve had serious infertility issues.
Louis: And I’m moved I truly am moved, but if that cell phone goes off in my presence again you’re going to have serious career issues. Also I don’t like you very much. *sits cell phone down looks up, pops pen. Speaks as if nothing is odd.* Check on James Burke?
Damon: Am I always gonna be that guy that got shot on his first day on homicide?
Louis: Uh, I knew this cop back in New York, second week on the job there was a shootout. He comes up to me after, he’s all panicked cause he wet his pants, doesn’t want anybody to find out cause he knows he’ll never live it down, but I realized it wasn’t urine on his pants it was blood. So I tell him he got shot and he was very happy to find out that news.
Damon: So you’re saying it could have been worse, I could of pissed my pants?
Ariana: Your shooter must have been Jonesing pretty bad, he threw up everywhere.
Louis: That wasn’t the shooter. *nods towards Damon*
Ariana: No way.
Louis: Way
Jesse: Alright, uhh Franci-chez Wo-chow-ski? *silence from suspects*
Vikram: Alright, Franci-cheh Wi-chow ski? *continued silence*
Jesse: I don’t know about these suspects, but their names are murder.
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