Holy shit. I’ve figured it out. I’ve cracked the master plan.
“Um, excuse me, stolen classified documents piled high to the rafters in my bathroom? I believe that’s the New York attorney general’s bathroom, athankyouverymuch. Case dismissed!”
This makes the fairly generous assumption that the man is capable of planning, but whatever.
Holy shit. I’ve figured it out. I’ve cracked the master plan.
“Um, excuse me, stolen classified documents piled high to the rafters in my bathroom? I believe that’s the New York attorney general’s bathroom, athankyouverymuch. Case dismissed!”
This makes the fairly generous assumption that the man is capable of planning, but whatever.