Frank gives him this incredulous look like he's about to ask whether Vasquez has taken his clothes off today, but he decides against the highly inappropriate question and just keeps his mouth shut.

"We're talkin'-... civil liberties. Or sommin'." Land of the free to die from poor life decisions and home of the brave enough to say stupid sliced cheese to offend everybody - or don't you know any of this stuff? Seriously Frank is the wrong person for this judicial talk.