Whenever anything happens in the hollow

Carl: This is my son, Markus. He’s well read, an accomplished pianist, an excellent chess player, a budding artist, and the leader of a revolution.
Hank: This is Connor. He licks things off the floor, and loses suspects.
Carl: Loses as in misplaces? Or they die? Or they get away?
Hank: Yes.
Connor was a deviant from the moment he saved that floppy little fish, he just happaned to love his job so much that noone noticed.
hank, at the dpd: I do love working here, it’s just- we all have a lotta laughs.
hank: fuck off gavin I’m not going to your fuckin’ baby shower