Nancy unlocks the salon, walks back to her apartment, and kicks off her shoes, putting the covered sheet cake on her table. In the bathroom, she brushes her teeth by vertically scrubbing each one individually. I can just see this actress saying, "Now, what's my motivation? What am I cleaning off my teeth? Wolves scrub up and down, I think..." Suddenly, her attention is snagged by something in the mirror. We see she's bothered by the reflection: she can see the gaunt, green, decaying face of the dead girl on ice in the bathtub. Irritated, Nancy stalks over to it and yanks the curtain shut, then resumes brushing. Sinister music plays us right into the credits.
Willard racks up a nine-ball game and breaks. "Thunderbolt," he crows. Luke, his son, shrugs at the trash talk. Willard apparently sank four balls at once, because the next thing he does is call the five ball off the cushion. Father and son banter. Willard sinks it and then smacks in everything but the nine, which is perched like a tease on the lip of the pocket. Luke's eyes dart toward the nearby Sophia, who beams warmly and heats up his trousers. Willard struts over to the cue ball and grins, "It's like a nightmare, isn't it?" Luke nods, and as his father bends down to shoot, he whispers, "Choke, choke, choke." The shot is miscued; Willard has, in fact, choked. He drops to the floor. It's actually probably a stroke, heart attack, or cancer complication; Luke stares agape at his father while Sophia scampers up and rifles through his wallet. No, actually she just tells Luke to run for help. After a second prodding, the shocked boy bolts. Sophia turns her attention to the unconscious man, and the camera pans down to his crotch before fading into the next scene. Ah, the crotch fade: a classic technique too often forgotten.
And, the crotch fade takes us straight to a corpse -- from one dead body to another. The girl, last seen in Nancy's bathtub cooler, is still on the dead side. Lou skips up to the crime scene, decked out in shades and leather and snapping on his rubber gloves. He's ready for some fun with body cavities -- just a standard weekend in his life. Donner anticipates Lou's first thought and groans, "It's not her...It's not Ruby." Lou squats down, stares at fungus corpse, and wonders where the medical examiner is. "Delivering triplets in Elkwood," Donner answers. Lou rolls his eyes at the wanton fertility of it all. He then cracks open Fifty Words For When Your Medical Examiner is Delivering Triplets in Elkwood and figures out that he should say, "Confluent lividity, settled at the lowest point of the body." Donner frets that there's no blood with this corpse. "He probably washed the body before dumping it," Lou says, a little too easily. Molly calls out to them that she's got the girl's purse, conveniently dumped nearby; Donner reveals that the dead girl is Sandy Ellis, whose parents filed a missing persons report a month ago. Lou touches her face and stares at the residue on his glove. "Know what happens when you thaw a frozen piece of meat?" he asks. Oh, quizzes! Um, the answer is...barbecue. "Condensation," Donner trumps me. The men realize the killer iced his victim.