"Commissioner Angotti: Oh, what the fuck, Bradbury? You're his head of security and you let him come to an active bomb squad investigation? Bradbury: He wouldn't listen to me, commish! I even tried putting him in irons, but apparently hizzoner can talk to handcuffs too. Mitchell Hundred: I needed to see this for myself Amy. Before I addressed the city. Commissioner Angotti: Not much to see. FDNY just put out the blaze, and the coroner already hauled off the driver…what they could find of him , anyway. Mitchell Hundred: Who would stand to gain anything from killing these poor bastards? Bradbury: Well, no offense, but my girls will be pigs in crap this morning. You say “snow day” dto a kid, and it’s like yelling “free beer” at— Mitchell Hundred: Go shoo away reporters or something, would you? Please?"