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Dr. Toadley: Nasty way to go... seems like Mr. Merchant tried to have a little fry up and left the gas on. They say that you shouldn't eat, late at night.
PC Toad: So... what do we reckon, Angel?
Mr. Monitor: Right... we should set up a proper cordon, keep people back, let the Fire crew finish and get the forensics to do a thorough sweep.
PC Toad: Right! What he said!
...
DC Pianta: What you thinking? Foul play?
Mr. Monitor: Maybe...
DC Pianta: We're just waiting to speak to the last people to see Mr. Merchant alive... namely Sergeant Knickerless Asswipe and Constable Fanny Butterdog.
Auri: That's us.
Mr. Monitor: Why is this such a big joke to you?! Three people have died in a week!
DC Pianta: Oh, come on... Dr. Sherlock! They were accidents!
Rocko: People have accidents, every day.
Mr. Monitor: The victims knew each other!
Rocko: Everyone knows everyone around here.
DC Pianta: If you didn't see anything suspicious... then, who did?
Rocko: BTW... haven't you got a Church Fete to look after?
Mr. Monitor: What?
At the Church Fete...
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DC Pianta: Seen any murderers, Nichol-ass?
Chief Goodman: Come on, Boys... leave Sgt. Angel alone! He's working!
Auri: While you were on duty... I won this Cuddly Monkey.
Mr. Monitor: How did you win that?
Auri: I won it at an Air Rifle Range... after that, I accidentally shot someone's knee.
