[The historical figures have been arrested for causing trouble at the mall and are being booked and interrogated]

I want to know why you claim to be Sigmund Freud.

Why do you claim I'm not Sigmund Freud?

[increasingly frustrated]

Why do you keep asking me these questions?

Tell me about your mother.

Oh, God. [gets up from his desk]

Would you like a couch to lie on?

No, I don't want a couch to lie on!

[The psychologist walks away as Captain Logan questions Lincoln]

All right, what's your name?

Abraham Lincoln. That's L-I-N-C-O-L-N.

[in disbelief]

I know how to spell "Lincoln"! What's your birthday, Mr. Lincoln?

February 12, 1809.