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Neighborhood Watch

 

 

 




Blair: It's about spiritual enlightenment. Being a sentinel, I would hope you'd be more open to that.

Jim: I'll tell you what enlightenment is. It's when they can fly to Paris without a plane.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Jim: It's definitely evidence of C-4 here, Captain.

Megan: How does he do that?

Blair: Uh...demolitions expert in the army.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





Bud: You can buy a badge at any pawnshop. Oh, yeah, I guess your little hippie friend here is your partner, right?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Jim: You could be my nephew.

Blair: Don't you think I'm a little old for that?

Jim: You think anybody would buy us as brothers?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Megan: When I kissed you before, you didn't seem to like it much. We don't want the neighbors to think our marriage is in trouble.

Jim: No, it was...it was good for me. Uh... I heard the symphony play. The earth moved for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Katie: Thanks. You're his nephew?

Blair: Uh...yeah. By a second marriage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Jim: All right, all right, here's the bottom line. You or any of these other bozos go goose-stepping around the neighborhood with loaded guns, I'm gonna have to haul in the lot of you. Is that understood?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Megan: We're one big happy family here. Can't we just share?

Blair: Well, in the family unit structure -- you being the mom -- why don't you go do some shopping?

Megan: We'll need Uncle Jim's gold card.

Jim: You've already exhausted your allowance?

Megan: Mm-hmm. On floor wax and nine-millimeter shells.

Jim: Can't eat that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Jim: Bud Flint says they're swingers.

Megan: Hmm... maybe we can all go out dancing one night. Or not.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jim: I think we're about wrapped up here, Captain. (to Megan) Why don't you go finish packing up the house, dear.

Megan: Me?

Jim: Yeah.

Megan: Captain Banks, I'd like to officially request a divorce.

Jim: But, sir...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Simon: Sandburg, I put you here to keep an eye on them.

Blair: What?! Wrong. You put me here so that they wouldn't kill each other. I'm not a therapist. I'm an anthropologist.

Simon: Yeah, well, maybe you should consider supplementing your degree. Go to night school. Do something!

 

 

 

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