Bree, flanked by her own very young turk of a lawyer, is down at police headquarters. The lawyer is yelling that the police haven't filed a single charge, and that they need either to "determine a homicide" or to hand over Rex's body. There are two cops there: Detective Barton, who was there for Bree's lie detector test, and a new, cranky policeman. Cranky is yelling that they have a court order, which lets them hold on to the corpse as long as they need it. Bree: "He is not a corpse. He was a man named Rex Van de Kamp. He was a loving husband, devoted father, and a successful doctor. So successful, in fact, that he left me enough money to sue the city, this precinct, and you two gentlemen personally just for the fun of it." Hmmm. I would have thought a murder investigation would have put any money Bree had coming to her in limbo. I guess not? Cranky informs Bree that the police don't "respond well to threats." Clearly, Cranky is all geared up for many rounds with Bree, but Detective Barton jumps in and tells Cranky to release the body. This throws Cranky for a loop, but Barton explains that the evidence they have is "minimal at best," and considering that Bree was "gracious enough" to take a lie-detector test, it's the least they could do. Bree, looking smug, thanks Detective Barton and asks Cranky what's going to happen next. Cranky reluctantly tells her that they'll put Rex back right where they found him. Bree: "Yes and I'm sure you'll bury him with all the dignity of a dead hamster. No. I want Rex released to me, and I'll make all the arrangements." Bree's lawyer adds that they police will also be paying for all the reburial costs, to which Detective Barton also readily agrees. Bree: "Detective Barton, you are clearly a gentleman."