Agent Marx has the account number, she just needs to verify the pin. Slaps, ball-busting, kicks--the suspect is in tears but won't crack. And time is of the essence. And Agent Marx has an unconventional idea. Everyone else, leave the room!

Not relenting with the pain, Agent Marx promises a cumshot if he gives her the code... and finally, the suspect cries out the pin, in the middle of a torrent of slaps and as the reward approaches. Sort of. Agent Marx isn't gentle on criminals.

All in the name of justice, guys. Don't thank me, just doing ma job.