Agent Danger, would you be willing to take a mission for me? I need three of the coldest, iciest Nuka-Colas they've got down at Wabash's. If I gave you some money, would you be willing to go get them for me? One of 'em's got your name on it.

My friends, plural, at the bureau say you've been making some big claims about this Appalachian drug kingpin you're about to bring in. The one you're trying to get rid of so your new friends from Charleston can take her territory. But wouldn't you know, all that extra yammering got them looking into your finances. And your house. And your car. And they didn't like what they found. So yes, Gerald, they're coming. But no one's coming looking for me.

No, Mort. I worked ER. Three long years. And if you make another crack about it, I'll teach Solomon how to set a femur. Yours