Jake: So how are you two feeling after your little boxing match?
Charles: My head hurts.
Sergeant Jeffords: I can't feel my strawberries.
Jake: I meant more emotionally and less groinally, but listen, ever since I brought these tickets up, you guys have made my life absolutely miserable, but that ends now, because I've made a choice.
Sergeant Jeffords: Cagney is sick. We don't know how long she has.
Charles: We do know for Nikolaj. It's 36 hours.