Judge's clerk says we won't get a search warrant for Scarlett's safe until tomorrow morning, then we'll go in and tear the place apart. [Rigsby gives him a look to remind him that Asra is present] Oh, sorry.
You didn't hear that, it's confidential.
Confidential? Oh, of course.
Now seriously, don't tell anyone. Okay?
I understand. May I leave now?
[walks over to Cho] Not bad. Delivery's a little wooden.
Wooden? Me? Yeah, and you're Marlon Brando.