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Foreign Exchange

Blair: I told them to tell her that there are three handsome guys waiting by a silver car.

Simon: Huh. I see two.

Jim: Yeah. That's my count.

Jim: The last thing I need are tips from some female Crocodile Dundee out to bust beer-soaked kangaroos.

Megan: The only crocs I've seen are at the Sydney Zoo and the roos I know prefer vodka.

Simon: Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for the department to authorize new car? And how many days of pleasure do I get? Three!

Jim: Captain, what was I supposed to do, let the guy go?

Simon: No, you weren't supposed to let him go. But what is it with you and cars anyway? Somebody whack you with a toy car when you were a baby?

Megan: Is your captain always so quick to spit the dummy?

Jim: I beg your pardon?

Blair: Uh, she means get angry. Captain Banks is a really nice guy once you get to know him.

Megan: I'm not sure I want to.

Blair: What do you make of that coat?

Jim: What is that? Pink dingo?

Blair: I like that.

Jim: You've gotta be kidding me. I've seen you eat stuff I'd scrape off the bottom of my shoes. Once, I opened up the refrigerator and found a jar of freeze-dried grasshoppers and we weren't going fishing that day.

Blair: Those were locusts. I like to experiment in pan-culture cuisine, all right? I draw the line at fermented cabbage.

Megan: Ever tried barbecued witchety grubs? Considered a delicacy.

Blair: Yeah. With or without the heads?

Megan: With, of course.

Blair: Of course.

Jim: Maybe some pickled termites for these two, huh?

Simon: Munitions expert... Alarm specialist... Getaway driver... All from out of town. Is it just me, or does it sound like a crew getting ready for a job?

Jim: No.

Megan: I'll get my own ride back.

Jim: Great. Why don't you, uh, just keep going right across the Pacific, sweetheart? Hi, operator, I need the international area code for Sydney, Australia.

Blair: What are you doing, Jim -- calling her mom?

Jim: That's not a bad idea.

Blair: Guys, come on. I mean, so what? So she made it personal. Jim, how many times have you done that?

Jim: Save it, Chief. I didn't lie about it.

Blair: Oh, come on, you haven't twisted the truth when it suited you? Guys, she followed this guy halfway across the world on her own time. I mean, you at least have to admire her determination and think about it, if she's right, Bruenell's up to something big. She knows how he works, how he thinks... I mean, I'm not a cop, or anything, but if you ask me she's our best bet to catch him.

Megan: By the way, Sandy, I appreciate you sticking up for me with Banks.

Blair: Ah, that's no problem, but could you do me a favor and not call me Sandy? Nobody calls me that.

Megan: As you like it, Chief.

Jim: You're piece of work, Conner. The airport, curry house, now your hotel?

Blair: Thank you, Detective.

Jim: I'm not really ready for sarcasm right now. Is it some Aussie anti-American plot to overthrow Cascade or something?

Megan: I mean thank you. If you hadn't mistrusted me, I'd have been killed.

Simon: This is information from New South Wales, FBI, Interpol, concerning any case ever connected with Bruenell or one of his crew.

Blair: So, uh, what are we supposed to do with it?

Simon: You're supposed to get used to the bread and butter of police work, Sandburg. You know the drill. Look through every scrap of this information. See if you can find any pattern, any clue at all as to what Bruenell might be up to.

Blair: This is quite a wad, sir.

Simon: Yeah? Well, it's not going to get any thinner in here. Let's take this to the operations room. I have work to do.

Jim: Yeah. Well, that happens. You know, live in a city your whole life and you never where the tourists have been.

Blair: Right. It's like New Yorkers never been to the top of the Empire State Building. But actually on our first case we worked at the Cascade Panorama Tower.

Jim: Didn't do much sightseeing though.

Blair: Yeah, right. We were chasing a serial bomber.

Jim: I don't think you'd find that in your tour guide.

Jim: This was a great idea, Megan. Thank you very much. It's very nice. Did I say something wrong?

Megan: Um, no. No. It is very nice.

Blair: Wow, that was...that was really special. You two are getting along.

Megan: He'd want to avoid traffic jams, but he'd never get far on foot.

Jim: What about flying?

Megan: From where?

Jim: The roof. He's up on the roof.

Megan: He says that like he actually knows.

Blair: He gets really good hunches.

Jim: We're not taking you to the airport, Conner.

Megan: Oh. Well, I'll take a taxi, then.

Jim: Good luck. I think every cabdriver in town has your picture firmly planted on the dashboard.

Blair: Oh, it's horrible. Well, we're supposed to take you back to the precinct, get you a desk, get you a locker.

Jim: Some therapy.

Megan: I haven't accepted the invitation. I do have a choice in the matter.

Blair: Not really.

Megan: Give me ten minutes to finish my workout. Oh, and Jimbo, you should do 20 a day on this... Help head off that middle-age spread. And it wouldn't hurt you to keep him company, Sandbag.

Jim: Here's what we do, Chief -- we scour the zoos to find a demented kangaroo...

Blair: Good.

Jim: Teach him to box...

Blair: Good.

Jim: Toss the two in a ring together.

Blair: Nice.

Jim: Shazam.

Blair: I dig it. A little Aussie grudge match.

Jim: Yeah.

Blair: Isn't that cruelty to animals, though?

Jim: Mmm... yeah.

Blair: Which one?

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