: HEY, MIKEY! HEY MIKE! Thought it was my kid here.
: Ha-ha! I didn't expect you home so early! I-I got take out
here! Why don't you...uh...grab yourself a table?
DOLORES : (Clearing throat).
: Oh! Mike, I'd like you to meet Dolores. She's the sales
DOLORES : "Betty Joe."
: "Betty Joe"...uh...cosmetics.
MIKE : What
the hell happened here?
: Oh! M--Mike! Ha, ha...How do you like the color scheme?
Dolores did it...You remember...Dolores.
DOLORES : Hello,
Michael! Is it so lovely to see you again.
MIKE : Lovely, lovely... I hardly recognize the place.
just know that we shouldn't have gone off to Reno to get
married like a couple of lovesick puppies.
: Don't worry, sugar plum. I'll have a talk with him.
: YOU are gonna come in and socialize with your new stepmother!!! Do I make myself clear?
MIKE : Hey,
Dad. What is all this, huh?
Michael! I told detective Nulty everything I knew about the
break-in, but he insisted on talking to you.
NULTY : I'll tell you what, Michael. How about you and me take
a little ride down to the station.
MIKE : What for?
DETECTIVE NULTY : I'm enjoying the conversation.
MIKE : Come on...it's 4:00.
: I-I'M GOING WITH YOU!
DETECTIVE NULTY : Fine by me.
DOLORES : This is our wedding night!
DETECTIVE NULTY : Bring your wife, bring your kids, bring your
MIKE : Is it okay if I bring my jacket, huh? Is
that okay Mister...?
detective Nulty, take this fellow, fine, he's a delinquent
NULTY : I don't have time for this conversation, just tell the
sergeant all your personal information...
MIKE : I
don't even know what I'm doing here.
: Mike, what's happening?
DETECTIVE NULTY : Tell me a real fair story about this, boys.