Wiggum: Uh, Mrs. Simpson, I have some bad news. Your husband was found
Marge: Oh, my God! He's dead?
Wiggum: Oh, wait. I mean DWI. Heh, heh, heh. I always get those two
mixed up. [hangs up phone]
[at that moment, a lady arrives at the police station]
Woman: My name's Mrs. Phillips. You said my husband's DWI.
Wiggum: [stalling] Uhhhh, why don't you talk to that officer over
there. I'm going out to lunch.
-- Bad cops, bad cops, "Duffless"