We're watching television when it suddenly gets really fuzzy.
Emeric: Go fiddle with the rabbit ears, would you?
Kieran doesn't move. The picture fades back in and becomes clearer.
Emeric: Good work.
Earlier, in a non-sequiter of epic proportions:
Kieran: You know, we really don't commit enough crimes.*
Emeric: You know, you really don't bake enough pies.
Kieran: I bought a pie. It's in the fridge.
Emeric: I'll be in the fridge. Hold my calls.
*Neither member of the conspiracy has committed or intends to commit any criminal activity nor does the conspiracy endorse criminal activity of any kind.
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