[in a cabin in the mountains, Jim wakes up and bangs his head on the table he was sleeping under]
Alex Rieger: Jim, are you alright?
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: Yeah...uh ... who are you?
Alex Rieger: I'm Alex. We're friends, we work together.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: What? are we, lumberjacks?
Alex Rieger: No, we're cabdrivers.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: I bet we don't do much business up here!
(little girl, front row, second from left) "Don't whack him again. He didn't mean to cry."
I hope that she's thinking back on that time, a year ago, when she damned the torpedoes and full speeded Obamacare down the throats of a populace that clearly didn't want it. She could have still been scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head, but nooo, now she gets this: