Sergeant Jeffords: I'm so glad you're helping me. Maybe I won't blow it after all.
Captain Holt: Oh, you'll do plenty of blowing... Of that flute. Now, let's go. A five, six, seven, eight. Stop. The nod meant start now, not start one second later. Again. Five, six, seven, eight. Stop. Are you playing "The Muffin Man" or "The Garbage Man"?
Sergeant Jeffords: Huh?
Captain Holt: Do you know the Garbage Man? Because I do. Because I'm looking right at him. Again. Five, six, seven, eight. ♪ Bum, bum, bum, badum, bum, bum ♪ [later] Again. [later] Again. ♪ Bum, bum, bum, badum, bum, bum ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da ♪ [later] Why did you stop playing, Garbage Man?
Sergeant Jeffords: I need some water.
Captain Holt: What you need to do is keep practicing, Garbage Man.
Sergeant Jeffords: I don't have any more saliva.
Captain Holt: And I don't have any more time for your excuses, Garbage Man. Now play again. Five, six...
Sergeant Jeffords: I don't want your help anymore! I'm not a garbage man! I'm a muffin man!