Quote 14 "If you're not in trouble, you're not doing your job." The Heat (2013)

"If you're not in trouble, you're not doing your job, Lee," T.P. exclaimed just before he popped a bite of Kung Pao chicken in his mouth.

Lee rolled his eyes, "Come on, T.P., isn't that stretching the truth just a little?" He shifted from one foot the other, his hands jammed into the pockets of his coat.

"Scarecrow, you almost never come to me unless you are seeking information, of which, apparently, only I can provide. Then and only then, you have a tendency to admit you're in some kind of trouble," T.P. pronounced.

Lee looked down at his feet, "Okay, okay, maybe I am in a little bit of trouble, but it's not with work." T.P. looked up from his take out container. "Well, it might have a little to do with work, but it has more to do with Amanda."

"My, my, my, how things have changed. What hot water do you find yourself in again with your oh so lovely, Mrs. King?" he teased.

"I was supposed to help her," Lee began. T.P. snorted a laugh around another bite of the spicy chicken. "And I was going to help her, honestly. But then Billy called, and I had to run across town to pick up this real creep from the State Department."

"And where lies the dilemma, Scarecrow?" T.P. questioned. He tapped the chopsticks on the side of the box, analyzing the remaining food in the container.

"Well, I didn't get back in time to help Amanda, so now, I have to help Philip with his report for school," Lee admitted with a heavy sigh.

T.P. laughed loudly and asked, "What sort of report does young Mr. King need assistance with?"

"Well, um, I believe he said, it is on the impact of serfdom on the economic development of Russia in the nineteenth century," Lee explained.

T.P. nodded, "That's quite the mouthful. But what I can I do?"

Lee patted his friend on the shoulder and said, "Come on, T.P., you are the smartest person I know. You must have some knowledge you can share."

"I have three words for you, Lee, my boy," T.P. stated before taking another bite of the spicy chicken.

Lee folded his arms in anticipation then asked, "What's that?" T.P. picked up the last piece of chicken with the chopsticks, offered it to Lee, but Lee just smiled and shook his head. "No, thanks."

T.P. popped the piece in his mouth and washed it down with a long sip of Diet Coke before he declared, "Dewey Decimal System."