Lt. Rod Blake: Oh, hello. I'm Rod Blake, chief investigator for the Nevada state troopers.
[holds up a pair of shoes]
Lt. Rod Blake: These are a present for a friend of mine, the young wife of a Zapotec Indian, my favorite hunting guide. These will be the first pair of shoes she's ever owned. They'll probably wind up on the fireplace mantle of their adobe hut instead of on her feet... but don't feel sorry for her. The fact that she never owned a pair of shoes once saved her life. You'll meet her in, "The Case of the Barefoot Girl".
[Mrs. Wallace discovers the man she embraced in the dark is not her husband]
Mrs. Wallace: Who are you? What are you doing in here?
Lt. Rod Blake: Well, this is my room.
Mrs. Wallace: Your room!... Ohhh, boy am I embarrassed. I thought you were my husband. But my key fit your door!
Lt. Rod Blake: Well, that's why they call Mexico the land of enchantment.