Discworld Noir (1999 Video Game)
Lewton: Play it again Sam.
Samael: You know, no-one's ever going to believe you said that.
Lewton: I bought the Imp-powered Coffee Bean machine from Cut-Me-Own-Throat Dibbler, the man whose name was the by-word in quality. With CMOT Dibbler, you could say bye to quality. I'll say this for the ICBM, it made coffee strong enough to blow your head off. On the downside, the Imp tended to use the beans to fuel its own addiction. Some days the poor thing was so jittery, the machine would vibrate off the shelf.
Lewton: I've had some bad days since I started work as a private investigater. But I've never woken up dead before
Watchman: Sharp as a pancake.
Lewton: Don't worry. Anything we discuss is strictly between you, me, and anyone else I tell.
Lewton: Heard of the Milka?
Watchman: Sure. Put it in my coffee-a.
Mr Scoplett: Well, I'm afraid my memory isn't very good... I need... Something to jog it...
Lewton: ...Would a crowbar work?