3rd Rock from the Sun1996

Officer Don:
Hello, boys.

Tommy Solomon:
Why don't you save the sweet talk for the ladies, Don?

Harry Solomon:
Yeah. Did you think we wouldn't know? Did you think we wouldn't find out?

Tommy Solomon:
Stupid!

Officer Don:
What's the matter? Is Sally okay?

Harry Solomon:
She's a mess! And we wanna know why.

Officer Don:
What did she tell you?

Tommy Solomon:
Nothing. That's the problem.

Officer Don:
Well, how do you know something's wrong?

Tommy Solomon:
Because she tells us everything about you!

Harry Solomon:
The way you wear your hat.

Tommy Solomon:
The way you sip your tea.

Harry Solomon:
The way your smile just beams.

Tommy Solomon:
The way you sing off-key.

Officer Don:
No, no!

Harry Solomon:
Yes! She tells us everything, and you can't take that away from me!

Officer Don:
I would never do anything to harm Sally. I love her.

Harry Solomon:
Oh yeah? Well then, why isn't she talking?

Officer Don:
I don't know, that's her business!

Harry Solomon:
Why I oughta - ! [Tommy stops him] Okay, all right. We'll play the little game your way.

Tommy Solomon:
But remember, we're watching you. 24 hours a day.

Harry Solomon:
I thought we were gonna go see a movie.

Tommy Solomon:
Shh!

[the two turn to leave, but then quickly turn back around to point at Don]