Jake: Okay. Sorry, the babysitter thing took a little longer than I was expecting, but I solved part of the riddle. A cat has ten lives. I think the lives are numbers.
Charles: Wow, that's so smart. [off Jake's look] I already solved the riddle. It's a phone number. But you're here now. We can call together.
Jake: Okay, yeah, I guess. I mean, maybe he'll have a cool scary modulated voice or something.
Charles: Yeah, yeah.
Jake: All right.
Man: [on phone] [distorted voice] Hello.
Jake: Oh, my God, he does.
Man: [on phone] You solved my riddle, Detective Boyle.
Jake: And Detective Peralta! I'm still on your tail, and your sick game is finally...
Scully: [o.s.] Help! Help!
Jake: Oh, seriously? Uh, Franzia, I got to go real quick.
Man: [on phone] What? You have to go?
Jake: Boyle will explain, but I'm still on your tail. And if you think the jokers are really wild...
Scully: [o.s.] Jake!
Jake: All right, I'm coming! Damn it!