Weekend Vampire

I never had a chance to learn some of their numbers, but I'll miss them all. Say goodbye to the boys in the CommaFlage department, if you can find them. As for the fellas in the code room, well, just tell them simply, 655-219-7811.

I've had a lot of wonderful memories, mornings practicing self-defense and afternoons in first aid, spending endless hours with trained killers, thieves, and traitors. one more dedicated than the last. I don't want to get sentimental, but I'd like to leave a special message for Agent 99.

I've never really had a chance to tell her this before, but she's really a great guy. And as far as the Chief is concerned, well, we've been through a lot together. I like to think of them the way I left them this morning.

When Eric came up to his office from the laboratory to show us his latest development, The Detecto Tune, a machine that can construct whole melodies from just a few random musical notes. Now, our one clue is the melody you heard just before the murder.

Oh, Eric, is the Detecto Tune ready? Yes, Gee. How does it work? Well, the Detecto Tune can reconstruct any melody in the same way that a criminal space can be reconstructed from the descriptions of witnesses.

Now, can you remember any of the notes that you heard? Just tell him anything you remember, Max. Let me see now, Chief. A little faster than that. Sorry, Chief.

I tried to get it, Max. This may be vital. All right, Chief. Now let me see. Da da da da,ribedCongress. Dada da da datadad. Ga da da da da. Heart of my heart of that melody Heart brings back our memory When we were kids on the corner of the street We were rough and ready