Sargent: Oh, so it's you Atom Ant. Caught you red handed with the goods.
Phoney Atom Ant: So you did, sargent. What are you going to do about it?
Sargent: Hand me that money, Atom Ant.
Phoney Atom Ant: You must be kidding, sargent.
Sargent: Just turn it over.
Phoney Atom Ant: Sure I will.
(he flips over the police car)