Captain Stottlemeyer: Do you recognize him?
Steven Connelly: No. No, was he one of them?
Captain Stottlemeyer: You tell us. You got the best look at them.
Steven Connelly: Uh, I was pretty busy opening the safe. Getting beat up. Besides, they were wearing masks.
Lieutenant Disher: [sighs] I think that's it.
Steven Connelly: Was he the one that was shot?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No. No, he died of a heart attack. We found him in a parking lot in Pacific Heights.
Steven Connelly: I'm sorry I can't help you.
Lieutenant Disher: Oh, I think that's it.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Can you think of anything else? [Disher sighs]
Steven Connelly: Uh...
Captain Stottlemeyer: Anything at all? [Disher whimpers] Okay, if you do, please give me a call.
Steven Connelly: Absolutely.
Lieutenant Disher: I have a question. Where's your bathroom?
Steven Connelly: It's in the lobby, but it's out of order.
Lieutenant Disher: Do you have another one for executives?
Steven Connelly: No, we've been using the one in the deli around the block. No further questions. Captain, I'll meet you out front. [runs out]