Character: Baxter

I am a wealthy woman and appreciate the people, which you can buy.

- Baxter, hold on a minute. - She put his hand in his pocket and saw that it was empty: all that she had, she already gave Peabody. - You have enough for a Pepsi?
- Why not use the badge number? You've had too much credit?
She threw him a resentful glance:
If I stick a token in this foul machine as it will jam. The one that stood on the floor hates me, he's with me personal. And they're all tied to each other, Baxter. They communicate with each other.
He had a long and closely studied her face.
- You need a vacation.
- I need a can of Pepsi. Maybe you bill issue?