Columbo: Your origin may be more humble than you make it appear.
Santini: And what about you, Lieutenant? Beneath that ruffled exterior ticks away there ticks away heart of an empiricist philosopher probing for the truth at all costs.
Columbo: I'm just doing my job.
Santini: You make it so proletarian. And my job, if you will, has to do with appearances. I'm not what I appear to be. And then again, neither are you.