Rausch: He was stabbed.
Kolchak: Yes, of course, but stabbed by what?
Rausch: Fair question. Something round and sharp. I'd say a structural facsimile to an ice pick.
Kolchak: Ice pick. Uh-huh.
Rausch: There is, however, one disconcerting wrinkle to that premise. This particular instrument would have to have a three-inch diameter.
Kolchak: Then it isn't an ice pick!
Rausch: All right. I'll buy that. I can buy a direct question, and I respect you for it.
Kolchak: Thank you, Captain…now then, Captain, what killed him? (long pause) Captain?
Kolchak: What killed him?
Rausch: In a manner of speaking, naturally.
Kolchak: Captain, in a manner of speaking, two gentlemen are dead of two very bizarre means--an over arrow and an obese ice pick.