Stella: Hey, Mac. Take a look at this.
Mac: It's pure gold.
Danny: I can top that. Just found this in a shoeprint.
Stella: A four-leaf clover?
Mac: It's a natural genetic mutation. There's only one for every 10,000 three-leaf clovers.
Flack: Hang on a second. Gold? Four-leaf clover right before St. Patrick's Day? Where the hell are we, at the end of the rainbow?
Mac: (About the vics) Well, I'll tell you this much: neither one of these guys had the luck of the Irish.