The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy:
Constable Crane! This is a song we have heard from you more than once.
Now, there are two courses open to me.
The first, is to let you cool your heels in the cells until you learn respect for the dignity of my office...
I beg pardon.
But why am I the only one who can see that to solve crimes, we must use our brains, assisted by reason, using up-to-date scientific techniques?
Which brings me to the second course.
There is a town, two days journey to the north in the Hudson Highlands.
It is a place called Sleepy Hollow. Have you heard of it?
I have not.
An isolated farming community, mainly Dutch.
Three persons have been murdered there, all within a fortnight.
Each one found with the head [hand gesture] lopped off.
Ichabod Crane :
Lopped... off?
The Spirit of The Dominance Hierarchy:
Clean as dandelion heads, apparently.
You will take these experimentations of yours to Sleepy Hollow, and there you will detect the murderer.
Bring him here to face our good justice.
Will you do this?
I Shall.
Remember, it is you, Ichabod Crane, who is now put to The Test.
