[Late at night, Stottlemeyer and Disher brainstorm on how the immobile Biederbeck could have killed the judge.]
Lt. Disher: What time is it?
Captain Stottlemeyer: [checks his watch] No, don't ask. [Randy looks at his watch and both policemen sigh.] Whew.
Lt. Disher: Oh-- [sniffs] Okay. Okay. Okay. Maybe we're looking at this all wrong. Maybe he killed her in his apartment, and then he somehow moved the body back to her house.
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. What about the 911 call? She made it from the house.
Lt. Disher: What about liposuction?
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Lt. Disher: Liposuction, yeah! He... he lipo'd himself down to like, uh... I don't know, like 400 pounds. Down the elevator, across town... killed the judge.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, how did he gain all the weight back?
[Long pause]
Lt. Disher: Reverse liposuction.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Oh, my God.
Lt. Disher: Yeah, he just pumped it all back in.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You think that's possible?
Lt. Disher: I don't know. Should I call a doctor?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. [chuckles] Let's keep our reverse liposuction theory to ourselves. Okay, Randy?
Lt. Disher: What time is it?
Captain Stottlemeyer: [checks his watch] No, don't ask. [Randy looks at his watch and both policemen sigh.] Whew.
Lt. Disher: Oh-- [sniffs] Okay. Okay. Okay. Maybe we're looking at this all wrong. Maybe he killed her in his apartment, and then he somehow moved the body back to her house.
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. What about the 911 call? She made it from the house.
Lt. Disher: What about liposuction?
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Lt. Disher: Liposuction, yeah! He... he lipo'd himself down to like, uh... I don't know, like 400 pounds. Down the elevator, across town... killed the judge.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, how did he gain all the weight back?
[Long pause]
Lt. Disher: Reverse liposuction.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Oh, my God.
Lt. Disher: Yeah, he just pumped it all back in.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You think that's possible?
Lt. Disher: I don't know. Should I call a doctor?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. [chuckles] Let's keep our reverse liposuction theory to ourselves. Okay, Randy?
[Late at night, Stottlemeyer and Disher brainstorm on how the immobile Biederbeck could have killed the judge.]
Lt. Disher: What time is it?
Captain Stottlemeyer: [checks his watch] No, don't ask. [Randy looks at his watch and both policemen sigh.] Whew.
Lt. Disher: Oh-- [sniffs] Okay. Okay. Okay. Maybe we're looking at this all wrong. Maybe he killed her in his apartment, and then he somehow moved the body back to her house.
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. What about the 911 call? She made it from the house.
Lt. Disher : What about liposuction?
Captain Stottlemeyer : What?
Lt. Disher : Liposuction, yeah! He... he lipo'd himself down to like, uh... I don't know, like 400 pounds. Down the elevator, across town... killed the judge.
Captain Stottlemeyer : Well, how did he gain all the weight back?
[Long pause]
Lt. Disher : Reverse liposuction.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Oh, my God.
Lt. Disher: Yeah, he just pumped it all back in.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You think that's possible?
Lt. Disher: I don't know. Should I call a doctor?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. [chuckles] Let's keep our reverse liposuction theory to ourselves. Okay, Randy?
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