Cpt. Raydor, shotgun in hand, confronts a fleeing perp:
Raydor: I got him!
[the guy stops and turns around]
Tao: HOLY CRAP! You got him right between the eyes!
Raydor: Lucky shot. The recoil on these beanbag guns is awful.
[Tao, Sanchez, and Gabriel stare at her with amazement as she saunters away]