[Launchpad is reading a book while flying the Thunderquack so recklessly, Darkwing is being bounced around]
Darkwing Duck: Launchpad! Would you mind paying a bit more attention to your flying? I'd like to meet with the warden while I'm still among the living.
Launchpad McQuack: Sorry, D.W. Say, did you know some police departments use psychic powers to solve crimes?
Darkwing Duck: Just what kind of tripe are you reading?
[takes the book]
Launchpad McQuack: It's the latest in the "Incredibly Large and Weird Books For Your Coffee Table" collection.
Darkwing Duck: Launchpad, there is no easy way to solve a crime. Just logic, deduction, and a thorough compiling of clues. Yeah, yeah. That's how I locked Bushroot away in the first place.
Launchpad McQuack: Gee, I thought it was because he tried hiding in the back of a police car.
Darkwing Duck: [groans] Just land the plane. The warden's waiting.