You know, Dr Klopek, when I get out of prison...

I'm gonna help you rebuild your house.

I'll even do some of the work myself. I have the tools.

Carol's father just gave me a brand new set of tools.

Do I look like an idiot, Mr Peterson?

No.

Do you take me for an imbecile?

No.

You may have fooled the others, Mr Peterson...

but you don't fool me.

Uh, I fooled the others?

- But you don't fool me. - I don't?

No, you don't.

Am I missing something, Doctor?

Come now, Mr Peterson. You were in my basement.

Surely, you looked in the furnace.

I saw your furnace, Doctor...

but I figured a man's furnace is his own business.

You saw one of my skulls, didn't you?

Oh, yes. I know you did.

It belonged to a neighbour of yours.

The name was Knapp.

We took the house from them.

I offered to buy it, but you know how old people are.

They grow so attached to things.

Uh, you know, Dr Klopek, I think I forgot my wallet.

I let you keep the femur.

Now, now, I want my skull.

Or, perhaps, I might just take yours.

Hans.

Uh, hey!