Amy: Prong two update... I brought in our night-shift detectives to handle the dispatch calls and respond to major crimes...
Sergeant Jeffords: [stomach gurgling] Sorry. That's Terry's tummy. I'm feeling a little nauseous. Must've been something I had for breakfast.
Captain Holt: Well, do you have to go home, or can you tough it out?
Sergeant Jeffords: So, if Terry goes home, he's not tough?
Amy: Here we go.
Captain Holt: Lieutenant, we don't have the time today to make this about some larger insecurity you have regarding your toughness.
Sergeant Jeffords: First of all, I'm not insecure about my toughness. Secondly, being sick has nothing to do with being tough. Thirdly, if I wasn't tough, would I be daring Amy to punch me in the stomach?
Amy: Wha...
Sergeant Jeffords: Come on, Amy! Give me your best shot!
Amy: Fine. Just so that we can move on. [punches Terry's stomach]
Sergeant Jeffords: [grunts] [stomach gurgling] See? I'm fine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go for a walk in the fresh air with my best friend, the trash can. I'll be back 'cause I'm tough!