Lt. Columbo:
Unique woman.

Agent Carlson:
What's that?

Lt. Columbo:
Oh, I say, uh, she's an exceptional woman.

Agent Carlson:
What do you mean?

Lt. Columbo:
Well, when the phone rang, you know, she ran to the phone, she picked up the receiver, and uh, she never asked her--her husband if he was all right.

Agent Carlson:
I don't see anything strange about that. The woman was frightened, under stress.

Lt. Columbo:
That's right, yeah, yeah, she--she was, she was under stress, right. Gee, I just can't help thinking though, but...if I was in the hands of kidnappers, and my wife didn't ask me if I was okay, uh...I'd think about that.

Agent Carlson:
What's your point, Lieutenant?

Lt. Columbo:
Point? No, no, no point. Just that, uh...she's a unique person.

Agent Carlson:
Good night, Lieutenant.

Lt. Columbo:
Uh, did she ask where the body was?

Agent Carlson:
No.

Lt. Columbo:
I didn't think so. Oh, listen, one more thing, Mr. Carlson. She didn't, uh, ask how her husband was killed, did she?

Agent Carlson:
No...

Lt. Columbo:
That's what I thought.

Agent Carlson:
All right, Lieutenant, what's bothering you now?

Agent Carlson:
Let's understand this one thing: if you start harassing this woman, I'm going to take it upstairs.

Lt. Columbo:
Ah, just one minute, uh, Mr. Carlson. You see, it's like this: this is not just a kidnapping; this is a murder now...and I kinda figure that's my department. I'll see ya 'round.