Chief Bogo: this is it! This is the final straw!
Clawhauser: wait, we’re out of straws?
Judy: no, I thought I saw some in the break room.
Nick: you actually use the straws?
Judy: not usually, but Clawhauser likes them, so if I notice we’re out I’ll pick some up.
Hogbottom: they make metal straws now. We could grab some of those.
Nick: what’s wrong with just plain plastic straws?
Judy: the turtles, Nick.
Nick: turtles don’t use straws.
Judy: I- I know. That’s not what I’m—
Hogbottom: alright, alright. Well, first things first, let’s just find out if we even need more straws.
Clawhauser: well, chief said he used the last straw.
Nick: maybe he was lying.
Judy: why would he lie about something like that?
Hogbottom: ask him yourself. He’s climbing out the window right now.
