Policeman in Apartment:
You say, when you left the apartment this morning, your mother was all right.
Gordon Hocheiser:
That's right, Officer. She was fine.
Policeman in Apartment:
She was gone when you got back?
Gordon Hocheiser:
That's right. Disappeared.
Policeman in Apartment:
People just don't disappear. What do you suppose happened to her?
Gordon Hocheiser:
I think the dog ate her.
Policeman in Apartment:
Don't give me any of that bullshit.
Gordon Hocheiser:
No, I'm serious. When I got home today, I found the dog in the kitchen, there was a red dress hanging out the corner of his mouth.
Policeman in Apartment:
And what does that prove?
Gordon Hocheiser:
My mother was wearing that dress when I left this morning.
Policeman in Apartment:
Is that the alleged dog?
Gordon Hocheiser:
Yep. It's just the way I found him.
[camera pans to a dog sitting there with part of a red dress hanging out of his mouth]
Policeman in Apartment:
How the hell can a dog eat an old lady?
Gordon Hocheiser:
You see, Officer, she'd been shrinking a lot lately, and she really wasn't much bigger than a rabbit. Just about one good bite for the dog.
Policeman in Apartment:
Okay. I'll have to take him downtown and book him.
Gordon Hocheiser:
Whatever you say, Officer.
Policeman in Apartment:
[the officer now addresses the dog]
You have the right to remain silent and refuse to answer any questions. Do you understand?
[he proceeds to put handcuffs on the dog]
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