Doe-Interna-Vision: "Curiosity." Someone stares at Frank and John as they consider the trailer. "It's always dangerous to the cat."

Back outside, Frank says, "Now you're the suspension expert. That thing a little low on its springs?" John and Frank decide to enter the trailer. They don't have a warrant. In fact, I don't even think they knock.

Inside, Ray types on a computer keyboard especially made for the sight-impaired. He hears someone come in, and calls, "Who's there?" Nasty Neighbour stands just beside him. Frank responds, "Your friendly neighbourhood police department." Only they don't have a warrant, and Doe's not even a cop. Well, Frank was right; Brunellas is obese. Ray snaps, "Ah, you moronic wench! Get the hell out of here you pigs." Frank strolls right into the man's living room: "Ah, we could do that, but you'd have to come with us." Pause. "Could be a while, Ray, might miss dessert." Not only are they illegally in the man's house, but Frank's insulting him in a royally offensive way. I'll give John Doe props for one thing: they hired an actor who is actually blind. None of this Val Kilmer/Mira Sorvino Hollywood-blind act. We'll cling to this slight bit of reality throughout this episode. Okay? Okay. Now, let's get back to business. Ray: "What? What do you want?" Doe: "Why is a truck registered in your name?" Ray: "Hell if I know?" What about the hospital kidnapping? You know, for not being a cop, John sure knows how to interrogate a poor guy. Ray stutters, "I don't know anybody who would do anything like that!" The "moronic wench" says, "Why don't you just leave him alone? He's just a businessman trying to make do." Hell, I'd love to work in a wife-beater; I might scare people, but at least I'd be comfortable like Ray. Frank: "Oh yeah, same kind of work that got you a nickel up at Arborville, right?" Ray protests. He does online work for charities. He's legit.