mr. landry's hospitality suite. well, we found old landry, here. he was hosting a stag film, while, uh, assorted trollops served cocktails to the guests and, um, the food fight just raged on in the master bedroom. apparently the first pizza roll was hurled when the boys from bed-stuy accused manhattan south y precinct. there were cops there? yeah, about 30 of them, including, uh, these two. well, barn, you see, um, uh, mr. landry here -- he's, uh, in town representing the burgeoning metropolis of mesa city, new mexico. he's, um, he's trying to find himself a police department. a police recruiter, sir. thank you, levitt. i'm sorry if things got a little out of hand, captain, but you know how cops get after a couple of drinks. oh. well, then maybe you'd like to sit down and have a chat over a cup of coffee. mr. landry, you don't -- you see, captain, mesa city is not just on the lookout for patrolmen. mr. landry -- we also have several high-paying positions of leadership available for men in command positions. book him. whoo! uh, mr. landry. oh, no. h