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Detective Aiden Burn: Mr. Vicenzo, we're closing your little sports book pizzeria. In case you didn't know, betting sports is illegal in New York City, so tell all your pizza lovers to go to A.C. if they want some action.Nick Vicenzo: [sarcastic] I'll be sure to do that.Detective Aiden Burn: I pulled two sets of prints from the oven bar at your pizzeria. They came back to your pizza girl and you. What do you have to say about that, Nick?Nick Vicenzo: It's my joint. Must've been when I heated up those slices for lunch.Detective Aiden Burn: Right. Well, according to the preliminary autopsy report, Lenny Starks suffered moderate head trauma. You slammed Lenny Starks' head with the oven door. Lenny walked three blocks and later was stabbed to death. By you.Nick Vicenzo: Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Stabbed? Me? Yeah, I gave Lenny a little lesson in paying up, but I didn't stab him. I knocked some sense into the kid.[flashback]Nick Vicenzo: You owe me ten g's.Lenny Starks: Nick, I'll get it.Nick Vicenzo: What am I gonna do with this, wipe my nose? Open the oven. Open it! You little degenerate. How do you like that?[back to present]Nick Vicenzo: That's it. He left on his own two feet.Detective Aiden Burn: You know what one of the greatest rules is of an investigator? We can lie to suspects, legally. There never was a stabbing. According to the autopsy report, Lenny Starks died from an epidural hematoma in the posterior fossa region. That's behind the ear, in case you didn't know. And you're right, that kid did leave on his own two feet. Three blocks later, he died on 'em. That kid experienced delayed deterioration. Like a boxer who took too many blows. You killed him. And now it's your turn to go down the street. Investigation's closed.

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