So, you wanna hear a story? Well, I got one I can tell ya. Whole thing started two nights ago. I got taken downtown by a couple of coppers. They caught me trying to stick up a Red Rocket, one of them fancy new ones they got for those atomic cars. Just walked right up and told the guy to empty the register. Problem is, I had this bad cold I couldn't shake, and when I started coughing, that gave the clerk a chance to reach for his piece. An hour later and the cops had me in cuffs.

Prisoner: What do you plan on doing with me?

Copper: Me? I don't plan on doing anything. See, you asked me earlier if we let Lenny alone to rot. Well, we left him in that cell. But he sure as hell wasn't alone.

Prisoner: No, wait, come back here! Let me out of here you filthy coppers! Let me out of here!