I'll ask Mr. Bull to carry it to your car. Mr. Bull.

It is early morning, so Mr. Bull tries to be as quiet as he can. But Mr. Bull is not very good at being quiet.

It is early morning, so Mr. Bull tries to be as quiet as he can. But Mr. Bull is not very good at being quiet.

Mr. Bull the binman is collecting the rubbish.

Chief Bogo, please! Five minutes of your time, please.

Mr. Bull the binman is collecting the rubbish.

I'll ask Mr. Bull to carry it to your car.

Hindus do the same thing. Except they leave room for a cow.

And you're wrong about hinduism and cows.

We're having brisket? Be home at 6:00.

I am good. I think I'm getting the hang of this. Now I just have to...

Girl, you're good at this. You should work at Starbucks.

Wait a minute, you stayed home all day and played Ms. Pac-Man while I went off to work like some kind of chump?

I've always imagined cowboys and great herds of cattle grazing on the open prairie.

I like cows. That's not the point. It was its own point. Go on.

Mr. Bull has emptied the rubbish bin for us. Good. Let's clear up the breakfast things.

And he's standing next to this cow, and the cow says, "Elmoo."

Good surveillance job. Yeah, and these photos go back days before Frankie started working for Ray.

I've always been a little confused about this. Why don't hindus eat beef? We believe cows are gods.

Parking duty? Chief? Chief Bogo? Sir. You said there were fourteen missing mammal cases.