He killed a dog last night because the dog was scratching around in the garden. You know...

Jeff: [into the phone] He killed a dog last night because the dog was scratching around in the garden. You know why? Because he had something buried in that garden that the dog scented. Lt. Doyle: [voice] Like an old hambone? Jeff: I don't know what pet names Thorwald had for his wife.

A possibility. A possibility. It's a fact! He killed a dog last night because the dog was scratching around in the garden. You know why? Because he had something buried in that garden that the dog scented. Like an old ham bone? Look, I don't know what pet names Thorwald had for his wife, but I'll tell you this, all those trips at night with that metal suitcase, he wasn't taking out his possessions, because his possessions are still up in the apartment. Perhaps it was old "ham bone." Yeah, in sections. And I'll tell you something else. All the telephone calls he made were long distance, all right? Now, if he called his wife long distance on the day she left, after she arrived in Merritsville, why did she write a card to him saying that she'd arrived in Merritsville? Why did she do that? Where'd they take Lisa? Precinct 6. I sent somebody over with the bail money. Maybe you won't need it. I'll run it down, Jeff. All right. All right. Now hurry up, will you? This fellow knows he's being watched.