(Finn begins examining the body before Brennan arrives.)
Fisher: What are you doing?
Finn: Well, I reckon we were all called here to work, okay? Now, my grandaddy said, "Idle talk is like a mama bear whose cubs have long since gone in search of another teat."
Clark: (under his breath) Wow.
Arastoo: What the hell does that mean?
Clark: It's some crazy ass White thing.
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