Sean's inner monologue: How did he get up there?
Sean: Captain Shepard would like a word, if you're not too busy.
Cliff: Naht at aahlll.
Sean's inner monologue: He's drunk.
Cliff: Lemme jest git down here.
Sean: Captain Shepard's in the bedroom.
Cliff: Right-o, me buck-o. Be there in a minute or two.12.5 minutes later...
CS: You'd best get yourself cleaned up, I want you dry for the next few weeks.
Cliff: Oh, you can't do that to me.
CS: Well, MacBeth sees fit to promote you.
CS: Congratulations, Lieutenant.
Cliff: Imma be sick.
CS: Do it on the floor, we can blame the dog. The floor, Cliff, THE FLOOR!