- [last lines]
- Della Street: [referring to a dog] Well... what do we do with him?
- Paul Drake: Just stay away from him. He's a killer.
- [the dog starts licking Paul's face]
- Perry Mason: How'd the cab driver identify Mrs. Forbes?
- Paul Drake: Well, he didn't remember her too well. 5'4" or 5'5", brunette, he thinks. Wearing a gray outfit. Nice figure.
- Thelma Brent: You're making me out a monstrous killer, Mr. Mason, without a shred of proof.
- Perry Mason: I think you are a monstrous killer, Miss Brent.