Lt. Rod Blake: Oh, hello. I'm Rod Blake, chief investigator for the Nevada state troopers. This is s souvenir of the Old West.
[indicates a model of a Conestoga wagon]
Lt. Rod Blake: Many of these passed over the Old Spanish Trail from Utah to California. It was rugged and dangerous. Today that same wagon trail is U.S. 91, a smooth ribbon of concrete, but it's still dangerous and men still dies with their boots on - usually with one boot on the accelerator. You'll see danger on that road tonight in a case we call, "Death on Wheels".
[referring to Rod]
Dan Quirt: Is he a friend of yours?
Hal Michaels: We work for the same company so I guess that makes us friends.
Dan Quirt: He has bad manners. We're going outside and talk it over.
Lt. Rod Blake: Look, Quirt, I'm not a fighting man.
Dan Quirt: I'll teach you.
Lt. Rod Blake: I wouldn't do that.
Dan Quirt: Stand up.
[Rod punches Quirt in the stomach then knocks him down with an uppercut]
Lt. Rod Blake: All right, I'm standing.