Jake Randolph in "The Littlest Client" Pt. 74

Harrigan came out onto the balcony and yelled, "You okay, Randolph?"

I looked up. "Yeah," I yelled, "He took off. I got his plate, though."

"What is it?" Harrigan asked as he pulled a pencil and pad from his coat pocket.

"4X4422!" I yelled. "Brown Plymouth De Luxe! Looked like a '49!"

Some guy on the second floor opened his window and yelled, "Hey, shaddup out there, will ya! I'm trying to listen to the radio!"

I yelled back, "Hey! You want me to climb up there and shove that radio down your throat, asshole?!"

He quickly closed the window...