S: Nadine Winston falls asleep in that chair and incinerates. We can make history.
W: Oh, come on, now. __①__.
S: No. Of course not. I'm a scientist. I just ... She has been reduced to ashes.
W: Come on, Sara. __②__.
S: I know.
W: There's no such thing as a human torch.
S: What if it is real, and we've uncovered it?
W: Sara, this is a crime scene. Stay with me here, okay? Don't lose it.
S: I'm not. I'm just open to all theories.
W: What's that?
S: __③__. __④__. Weird. It's like the body burned, but ... the clothing was fire retardant.
W: Wow. Check that out.
W: It's as if the fire created a chimney for itself.
S: The victim - she live alone?
O: Husband's already at the station.