Oh yeah, right. Maybe it was one of your other personalities, huh? The wise guy, the little kid, the bellhop, the ball player, maybe the door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, but not you right? No, you wouldn't hurt a fly. You just couldn't help yourself, could you, Kramer? You saw life brimming brightly with optimism and verve, and you just had to snuff it out.
Tough-guy Lieutenant Martel grills Kramer about being a suspect in a serial killing.