Lt. Columbo:
Well, I'll tell ya what bothers me...
Lt. Columbo:
It's just that... I get bugged by those little things.
Lt. Columbo:
I'm sorry... I'm terribly sorry...
[Dale Kingston's confederate recoils at the sight of the body of Dale's uncle]
Dale Kingston:
Pull yourself together, there's no reason to be frightened. Just my uncle. I assure you he's far more amiable now than he ever was when he was alive.
Lt. Columbo:
I'm gonna tell you something. Do you know that there is a reasonable explanation for everything, if you just put your mind to it? Course, sometimes these things... pop up. Like with alibis. Do you know in most cases, people, they don't remember what time it is. They forget all that. Like the artist fella; he's all mixed up about the time. And Mrs. Matthews... she don't even remember what time she went to bed last night!
Dale Kingston:
Being sober might help, I suppose.
Lt. Columbo:
Now with you, Mr. Kingston, it's just the opposite. Very unusual. With you, we know exactly where you were, and when. Not only that, we know your whole car was empty.
Dale Kingston:
Yes, isn't that nice?复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
