I'm ready.
I'm ready.
That severed foot gave me, well, you know…
There's plenty of me to go around.
I'd be careful what I wished for; rubbing me the wrong way can lead to a sticky situation, if you're not ready.
I already have a job which stimulates me, and those with whom I come into contact. I'm not a prude, nor am I shy. It's just not for me. Thank you kindly, though.
Art wouldn't have me if he knew the answer to the riddle.
Sorry; I stick to law enforcement. I thank you kindly for your vote, though.
I didn't get much action tonight, but don't worry; I'll pop up. Bring your big binder.
I'm ready.
I am pretty magnificent… At bringing lawbreakers to justice.
Straight and true into yo' mama, provided that she's forcefully preventing me from carrying out my duties chasing fugitives or protecting witnesses or whatnot.
The hell you say!
I've been with Art since his Academy days. He's got staying power. And, frankly, I do, too. I'm no four-hour faker.
Did someone say my name?
Art's got me.