The Detective. He was picked up trying to jimmy his way into a house on Crest Avenue.
Charlotte. Good heavens!
The Detective. Yep—and his name is Jerry. He had it tattooed on his arm.
Charlotte. Good God!
The Detective. But there’s one thing that’s different from your description. What color is your husband’s hair?
Charlotte. Brown.
The Detective. Brown? Are you sure?
Charlotte. Am I sure? Of course I’m sure.
The Detective [to Doris]. Do you collaborate that?
Doris. When he left here it was brown.