Regina: Archie is dead?
Emma: He's been murdered.
Regina: Murdered? How?
Emma: We don't know yet.
Regina: What did the pathologist say?
Emma: The who say what?
Regina: The pathologist, what did he say when he conducted the autopsy?
Charming: Autopsy?
Regina: Yes, the autopsy. To determine the cause of death.
Charming: Were we supposed to order one of those?
Emma: I think we were.
Regina: You haven't even had an autopsy yet? How do you even know he was murdered?
Emma: Well, he just laying on floor, all dead and stuff.
Regina: Was he shot?
Charming: No.
Regina: Stabbed?
Emma: No.
Regina: Strangled.
Charming: No.
Regina: Decapitated?
Emma: No
Regina: Savagely beaten?
Charming: No.
Regina: Jesus, he could've just had a puso attack or a stroke for all you two know.
Charming: Ah ha, how do you know it was a puso attack or a stroke? Gotcha. I told you she was guilty.
Regina: What?
Emma: Let's not jump to conclusion. We just need to know where you were last night, Regina?
Regina: What, all night or just around the time of the supposed murder? Hmm, when was that again? Oh wait, you fucking morons don't know because you haven't even had a freakin' autopsy. If I was still mayor I would apoy the both of you.
Emma: We're doing our best.
Regina: This is your best?
Emma: Yeah, it's not like either of us has any official training or anything.
Charming: I saw CSI once. Well, I saw a commercial for an episode of CSI.
Regina: Oh lord.