(In autopsy on Michael Tinsley)
Doc Robbins: Some people will put anything up their nose.
Sara: So Michael Tinsley breaks into his own house, the alarm goes off, all hell breaks loose. She shoots him, bullet goes up his nose. And then what Kahlua freaks and rips out the wife's throat?
Doc Robbins: It's possible. Which is another reason I prefer cats.
Nick: The Tinsleys died at home alone. So where's the gun?