[about a woman who had loud sex in her garden]
Insp. Raymond C. Fowler: Is that woman still at it? I suppose you better bring her in.
DC Robert Kray: No good asking her to come quietly, I suppose.
Darren Grim: You ain't got no right to search me.
Insp. Raymond C. Fowler: Now there you are wrong; I have every right to search you. Indeed, if I suspect you of possessing drugs, I am entitled to conduct an *internal* body search. Involving a rubber glove and a large spoon. Would you like me to suspect you of possessing drugs?