[Jim is a great guy. He feels a little bad for dragging him out here to bail them out like this, mostly that he had to see his kid end up in the drunk tank with the rest of them.]

We've got a stash in the coffee can in the pantry, bottom shelf. That's where we put all our savings. [He pauses, face pressed lazily against the bars as he leans on them.}

Uh, they haven't in the past. I dunno, maybe they'll start, but usually we ain't allowed to join the police.