Sgt. Grating: Let me throw a formula at you. Crooks commit crimes, cops catch crooks. Is that too difficult for you?!
Bonkers: I can explain sarge, I've lost my dreams. Without them, I'm not worth a bowl of soggy... (falls asleep)
Sgt. Grating: Your dreams? What about mine?! If don't let me sleep, maybe I'd dream of FIRING you!