[[Two cops look through a window into an interrogation chamber holding a handcuffed suspect ]]
Good Cop: All right, let's try good cop, dadaist cop

[[Good Cop is seated in front of the suspect]]
Good Cop: Look, you're a good guy. We can work this out. Hey, lemme get us some coffee.

[[CHANGE PLACES]]

[[Dadaist Cop holds up a document of indeterminate contents and threatens the suspect with it]]
Dadaist Cop: See this? It's Mark Zuckerberg's Mortgage.  So why is it written in *CHURCH LATIN*?

[[Dadaist cop physically rattles the suspect]]
Dadaist Cop: *WHY ARE MY BONES SO SMALL*?
Suspect: What's *WRONG* with you!?
Dadaist Cop: What's wrong with *ART*?

{{Title text: NOW INVENT AN IMPOSSIBLE-TO-TRANSLATE LANGUAGE AND USE IT TO TELL US WHERE THE MONEY IS.}}