Karen Stottlemeyer: Now, I know it sounds crazy, but I went to the nursing home this morning to wish him a happy birthday, and they had just found him.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Uh-huh?
Karen Stottlemeyer: The coroner was there. There was something wrong.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Uh-huh?
Karen Stottlemeyer: You see, they said he died in bed, but Leland, he never used the bed. He slept in a chair. He told me he was afraid that if he ever laid down, he would never get up again.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, Karen...
Karen Stottlemeyer: Also, they found a book on his chest. Like he'd been reading. But he couldn't read, because he was nearly blind. So I told the head nurse to lock down that room.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You what?
Karen Stottlemeyer: So that you can investigate.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Karen, you can't do that. Wh-What are you, a homicide detective?
Captain Stottlemeyer: I mean, how old was this guy?
Karen Stottlemeyer: 115.
Captain Stottlemeyer: 115? People that old, they die! It's It's like their job. Now, be reasonable. Who would kill the oldest man in the world? I mean, why would they bother?