10x19 - Guilty Until Proven Innocent

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

Okay, here they are.

[male #1] Follow me, Bob. You sure you're on this?

Okay, let's go. Stay close.

They're going to be moving fast.

[chattering]

[Mack] Gary, they're going to say any stupid thing they can

to get a reaction.

Just don't answer them.

Don't even say "No comment".

Just walk straight ahead with your head up

and don't smile.

Do I look like I'm smiling?

[male #1] Mr. Gary, how about a statement?

-[female #1] Gary... -[male #1] Is this going to go

beyond a preliminary hearing?

[female #1] Mr. Ewing, may we have a statement?

[male #1] Did you k*ll Jill Bennett?

-Ready? -Here we go.

-[male #1] Hello, Mr. Gary. -I don't think he is guilty.

[woman] Mr. Ewing, we need a statement from you please.

-Why'd you k*ll her? -No, excuse us, please.

Please, no comments.

Leave him alone now.

Leave him alone.

No comment. Please.

Gary, don't say anything.

-[reporters sh**ting questions] -Karen, grab the door.

Karen, get the door.

No comment!

No comment.

-Are you part of the whole-- -No comment.

Aunt Jenny, Aunt Jenny!

[Jenny] Here I am, pussycats,

folding up your socks, my dollies.

Read this to us!

Read it.

Why is uncle Gary's picture on the paper?

Well, isn't that a nice picture?

Read it to us. Read it.

Well, it says that Gary Ewing

has given some money to a hospital.

-Hmm. -I want the real words.

We are happy to announce that Gary Ewing

is being honored for his humanitarian efforts.

What does that mean?

[chuckles]

That means that he is a very good person

and that he likes to help people.

Now, let me see.

Who has access to your car keys?

Why?

Whoever put Jill in your trunk, uses the key.

Jill had a set, but I got them back from her.

But, you know, I mean,

they're duplicates to all the cars out there

in case they have to be moved.

Who's been at the ranch lately?

Ranch hands, delivery guys.

Pat, Julie.

What about Frank?

Yeah, he brought a jacket back

that I lend to Julie the day she fell.

Why? You still suspect Frank?

[elevator dings]

Here we go.

[radio speaking] He was aware of the situation

and taking steps to see

that it does not happen again.

Millionaire rancher Gary Ewing

faces a preliminary hearing today

for the m*rder of his former live-in girlfriend Jill Bennet,

a special investigator for the governor's office.

According to witnesses, Miss Bennett and Mr. Ewing

had been arguing the day she was found dead

in the trunk of his car.

Sources close to the investigation

indicate that the prosecutor's office is--

[ominous music]

[car engine revving]

[indistinct chattering]

[gavel pounding]

To order, please.

And is the man who broke into Miss Bennett's apartment

in this courtroom?

Yes.

Would you point him out, please?

Let the record show that Mrs. Straub

identified the defendant, Gary Ewing.

The fingerprints on the bottle of wine

match the victim's and Mr. Ewing's.

And what prints were found on the bottle of secobarbital?

Both Miss Bennett's and Mr. Ewing's.

Her blood alcohol level was.09

just below legal intoxication.

Also, the level of barbiturates in her system

was extremely high,

and the blood levels were consistent

with consumption of a significantly larger amount.

How much larger?

Four to 7000 milligrams.

And what is the normal dose of secobarbital?



Were there any signs

that these drugs and alcohol were force-fed?

Objection. Leading.

Sustained.

Mr. Ewing's ex-wife maintained in her complaint

that Jill Bennett force-fed her a bottle of prescription drugs,

forced her at gunpoint,

and with threats of injury to her children.

And was there any evidence to support this complaint?

No. Our investigation revealed

absolutely no evidence

that Jill Bennett ever attacked Mrs. Gibson.

Miss Bennett was out of town

the night Mrs. Gibson ingested an overdose of sleeping pills.

So Mrs. Ewing tried to turn her own suicide attempt

into a m*rder accusation against Jill Bennett.

That is our reading of the situation.

Did Mr. Ewing believe the accusation

against Jill Bennett?

At the time of the investigation, no.

And do you know of any new evidence

that caused him to change his mind?

Objection. Draws a conclusion.

Sustained.

I withdraw the question.

He was very angry.

Objection.

The witness cannot know

the mental state of the defendant.

Sustained.

You mean I couldn't tell that he was angry?

I know when someone is angry.

Tell the court what you saw,

not what you thought was going on

inside someone's head.

[witness] I don't understand.

I mean, I can say that Gary Ewing

came charging into the reception area,

and dumped our paper cups on the floor,

went into Miss Bennett's office,

yelled at her at the top of his voice,

threw stuff around, broke things,

and frightened her so much she told me to call the police,

but I can't say he was angry?

-Objection. -Sustained.

[sighs]

And based on the anonymous phone tip

we followed him, pulled him over,

and opened his trunk,

where we found the deceased.

Her hands were bound behind her back, and her--

Fighting. Always fighting.

While he was in her apartment again

just a few days before she died.

...said Jill Bennett posed a real threat

of physical harm to his former wife--

We submitted to evidence the findings

of the Homicide Investigative Unit.

Fibers on the blanket matched fibers

taken from the carpet of her apartment.

She asphyxiated on her own vomit.

She choked to death.

In layman's terms, yes.

He kept yelling and yelling.

She had a court order to keep him away from her.

She was afraid he would hurt her.

Objection.

She might have lived if--

The man had scratches right here on his neck.

Let the record show that--

The skin under her fingernails matched his skin.

He showed no emotions when we opened the trunk of his car.

Alright, this court stands in recess until 2:30.

[gavel thuds]

[indistinctive chattering]

They are making Gary looks like a cross

between Jack the Ripper and the Hillside Strangler.

Yeah, this case is made in heaven, has everything.

Money, sex, m*rder of passion.

And I'll bet you that prosecutor has a six figure book deal.

I got to get to a phone.

I got to find out if Harold came up with anything

on Frank or the car keys.

-Hi. -Hi.

So what does Mack think?

Well, it could be better.

Pat.

Did you ever drive Gary's car

while you were staying at the ranch?

No. Why?

I was just wondering.

What you really want to know

is if I have a set of keys to Gary's car.

Because if I do,

Frank could have taken them

to put Jill in the trunk.

I don't have the keys, Karen.

And to the best of my knowledge,

neither does Frank.

We submit as evidence

the phone records of the deceased.

We ask the court to note that the last number called

from Miss Bennett's apartment

was the witness hotline

for the anonymous reports of crimes.

Therefore, the eyewitness who reported the crime

telephoned from Miss Bennett's apartment.

Now, to do that--

With all due respect, Your Honor,

we don't care who made the phone call

or from what telephone.

We're simply grateful that the witness

took the time to get involved.

No one got involved, Your Honor.

That's our point.

This person called from Jill Bennett's apartment.

It makes no sense.

Unless the prosecution will have us believe

that someone broke into Miss Bennett's apartment.

From which apartment, your Honor,

the parking lot is not visible,

just to make the phone call.

You are presuming that the door was locked

when Mr. Ewing departed.

And you're presuming Mr. Ewing was the last to depart.

We don't care who left the apartment last.

We have an eyewitness account.

But no eyewitness we can cross-examine.

Why would the witness risk putting himself,

or herself,

the operator wasn't even sure

if it was a man or a woman.

Why risk being caught by a man

who was supposed to be a m*rder*r?

Why not call from your own home,

or from a payphone?

Why take the time to go to the spot

where the crime was committed,

putting yourself in the same jeopardy

that the victim was allegedly in?

Unless the caller intended to frame the defendant.

Oh, your Honor!

Counselor, I'm afraid your logic escapes me.

The defendant was,

by his own admission,

and by the acknowledgement of the testimony

of other eyewitnesses,

away from his car for about a half hour.

Yes, with his ex-wife,

who earlier assaulted Miss Bennett,

and who is also under investigation

for complicity in this m*rder.

Your Honor, that half hour

was adequate time

for anyone to k*ll Miss Bennett

and frame the defendant

by disposing of her body in his car.

Does the defense have evidence to suggest

who this anyone might be?

The defense is suggesting the implausibility

of anyone

other than a person

with an ulterior motive

and an intimate knowledge of the m*rder

making that phone call from that phone

at that time.

The defense is grasping at straws, Your Honor.

And at the expense of this court's valuable time.

With all due respect, Your Honor.

Alright, alright, gentlemen. Both of you.

Just save your grandstanding

for a Superior Court audience.

In the matter of the death of Jill Bennett,

I find there is probable cause that a crime was committed

and that Garrison Arthur Ewing

should be held to answer in Superior Court.

As to the matter of bail,

because of the special circumstances

of this crime,

and the possibility of flight on the part of the defendant,

I'm denying bail.

Your Honor, I'd like to go on record

objecting to the court's decision

as inappropriate and capricious...

[somber music]

Oh, damn.

[ominous music]

Are you sure about this?

I double checked, they all said the same thing.

[door opening]

-Hi. -Hey.

What have you got?

Well, I can tell you where he went

but I can't tell you why.

sh**t.

Okay.

First he went to Brimfield's department

so he didn't buy anything.

Then next he goes to Zim's Meyers Printing.

And after that he went to a church. Uhm...

First Presbyterian Church?

Yeah. How did you know?

And then Natalie's Bridal Boutique?

Wait a minute,

have you had somebody following me?

No.

Peggy checked Jill's phone record,

and she did business in every one of those places.

So Frank is involved.

Maybe.

But maybe he's trying to do what we're trying to do.

Find the k*ller.

What's the connection with all these places?

Jill was going to get married.

[Harold laughs]

Who's the unlucky guy?

Gary Ewing.

Gary?

That's ridiculous.

She had invitations printed.

She bought a gown.

Registered china patterns at three different stores.

Well, it just doesn't make any sense.

It makes sense if you think Gary did it.

It don't make any sense if you think I did it.

Frank, I never said that I thought that you did it.

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Well, look, come on.

You made me lie about being with you.

-Made you? -Alright, you asked me to.

What's the difference?

I was followed today.

It was that kid that Olivia dates.

Mack put him up to it.

Now, I expect that from Mack.

He thinks like a cop.

I didn't expect my own wife to suspect me.

[footsteps fading away]

-How you doing? -Okay.

Malcolm's working on the appeal.

Yeah, this is crazy to have you in here

without bail.

I agree.

There may be a break in the case, Gary.

What do you mean?

Jill's landlady found a Jaguar key

in the garage.

To my car?

We don't know yet. They're checking it out.

[sighs] Good luck.

Yeah.

Hey, Gary.

During the last few weeks of Jill's life,

you know, she was planning your wedding.

What?

She went out and bought invitations.

Booked a church.

Wait a minute. You don't think I was planning

on marrying her, do you?

She bought a wedding gown.

[chuckling] Mack.

I can't explain her behavior.

The woman was absolutely nuts.

Sounds like they're really trying to stick it to your ex.

Now, you know, they say the rich

always get away with everything.

It's not true.

The press loves to crucify the rich.

Look at Patty Hearst.

Don't you think drugging his girlfriend,

dumping her in the trunk of his car

and driving around town

has a little something to do

with Gary being incarcerated?

Well, I-I do think

that if he was just some regular guy

and not the millionaire rancher,

he'd be out on bail.

Good point.

What's up?

Uhm. Well, a friend of mine is in from Philadelphia.

And he invited us out to dinner tonight.

I know it's kind of last minute--

Is it absolutely necessary?

Well, I'm going 'cause I haven't seen the guy for quite a while.

You don't have to go if you don't want to.

Yeah, talking over old times with somebody I never met,

comes from a town I never lived in,

that's not my idea of fun.

Okay.

Don't work too hard.

Just trying to make a little extra scratch

to pay for the ring.

[ominous music]

Of course, it's not worth millions

if you can't get it out of the ground.

I thought there weren't going to be any problems

with the oil profits.

Well, I've talked with everyone who could help us.

It's been informal, of course,

because I've been trying to keep it low profile,

but they all agreed that Murakame

is going to have to file an environmental impact.

That means the environmentalists

are going to scream bloody m*rder.

Yes, well, if your husband had won that election...

Well, he didn't, did he?

Does he know you own Murakame?

No, of course he doesn't.

And I don't want him to know.

I don't want anyone to know.

[knocks on door]

Just came in.

Does the key fit Gary's car?

Yeah, but the only prints on it belonged to Jill Bennett.

Jill's?

She could have dropped the key weeks ago, Mack.

-Well, come on in. -Hi. Is Val home?

Honey, she's asleep. I put her up to bed.

Oh, gosh, alright.

Well, uh, I-I'll come back later,

but tell her that--

Want to watch our magic show?

[both chuckle]

I'd love to watch your magic show,

but I gotta get.

Oh, come on.

Alright, I'll watch your magic show.

-Good girl. -Where are we going?

To the living room?

Show me where you want me to sit.

You put me wherever you want.

-That's it. -Okay, here?

You got it. Who's first?

-Me. -You? Okay.

You have to guess which box rattles.

Which box rattles? That's...

See, I shake crayons to make the sound.

[laughing]

None of these boxes really rattle.

Oh, I see.

[laughing] That's a terrific trick!

And you, my dear.

I want to do my rope trick.

You got it.

See, here's a piece of rope.

Yeah.

I can make a knot in it just by throwing it.

Okay, let's see you do it.

One, two, three.

Hey, what happened?

I forgot the magic word.

You forgot the magic word?

Abracadabra!

-Well, well. -Oh, look at that!

[cheering]

Do it again.

-I'll do it again. -You do it again.

Good. Let me see that.

Abracadabra!

There we go.

It's not magic.

He already had it tied at the other end.

You are not supposed to tell her things like that.

You're supposed to trick her.

The question is, who m*rder*d Jill, right?

Gary, Val, Frank,

or someone we don't know?

Every time we try to fix someone into the puzzle

it doesn't work.

You mean it works too well?

No.

Karen.

Anyone of them could have done it.

Except the phone call doesn't make sense.

Or the extra car key with Jill's prints on it.

So maybe

we're asking the wrong question

Okay.

Mack.

Jill m*rder*d herself.

[snorts]

I don't see how she could do it.

It's so improbable.

But not impossible.

What a gruesome way to k*ll yourself.

Even if she could bring herself to do it,

how could she do it?

It's a very weird knot.

What's weird about it?

It's a clove hitch, see? With two separate knots.

-What do you mean? -I'll show you.

How do you know so much about knots?

An old hobby.

So usually, when you tie somebody up,

you use a plain old knot, right?

Mack, can you stick your hands through there?

Now pull.

See, the harder you pull, the tighter it gets.

-Yeah. -Could be that Jill, you know,

she knew she was going to give him a hard time.

So she did this knot deliberately.

To make it look like m*rder.

Jill did it herself.

Look, Mack, it's a colorful theory, okay?

But I mean, how did she close the trunk?

We dusted everything for prints

and the only ones we come up with

are Gary Ewing's.

That's what I'm hoping I can find out.

And that's why I brought you over, Bob.

Same model, same year.

[metal thud]

I don't know.

There's not a whole lot to grab onto.

Well, let me try.

No, wait, that's no good.

She was facing the other way, and when the lid's down

you can't turn around inside there.

Well.

Let me try.

Alright. Close it.

[loud metal thud]

Alright.

[knocking]

Let me out.

[breathing heavily]

Open it.

Well, that doesn't work.

You know,

there's a place here where she could have grabbed,

but that would leave prints.

They didn't find any.

Why don't you try grabbing it from the outside

and bringing it down?

No, no, no. That'll leave fingerprints.

Maybe she used tape.

She stuck one end of the tape on the inside of the lid.

-No, no, no. -And why not?

No adhesive found when we dusted it.

Well, there's one spot right here.

You can get your finger in,

but my, my finger's too big.

Let me see. My finger's smaller.

Oh, come on, you guys.

We're chasing our tails here.

Here, hold this.

Did your guys dust this? Hold this.

Well, probably, yeah.

Did you dust inside the casing?

-I don't know. -You don't know?

Well, if Karen could get in, so could Jill.

-So could Jill. -No, this is absurd.

But what if it is possible?

What if you dust inside the casing of Gary's car,

and you find Jill's print?

Well, that would prove your case.

But that's a pipe dream, Mack.

[Karen] I did it.

I did it!

[suspenseful music]

I'm gonna have to take it apart.

Well, then take it apart.

It explains everything.

Why the key was in the garage.

Gary had his own key with him.

If anyone else k*lled her,

that person would have taken the key too.

Jill hid the key in the garage

because she didn't want it found on her body.

And she didn't have time to hide it anywhere else.

Why can't you find the anonymous tips in?

Because she's dead.

The call was made from Jill's apartment

because Jill is the one who made the call.

Harold went to the library and got a list of books

that Jill checked out over the past few weeks.

She borrowed three books on magic,

and all of them showed how to tie a clove hitch.

-Tenent? -Yeah?

-I got a print. -Bingo.

Jill Bennett was a very complicated woman.

Very bright, but very disturbed.

We know that her secretary went out for sandwiches

sometime around 11:30.

It was sometime after that, after the secretary left,

that Val came into the office.

[thud]

[door opening]

You leave my children alone.

It was an accident.

Get out of my office.

She threatened Jill and wrecked her office.

I am not poor Val.

Poor Val. Poor Val.

But Jill got away because she called me at about noon.

Mack, Mack, you got to help me.

Mack, Val has gone over the edge.

She's crazy.

She's after me, Mack, you've got to help.

I think you have it backwards, counselor.

Val was the one who needs protection.

I wasn't very sympathetic, because, by then,

I didn't believe a word the woman said.

After she hung up, she went home

took a drink, and tried to collect a thought.

She didn't realize she had another visitor.

It was Frank, and he was angry

because Jill had hurt his daughter.

He wanted to make sure it didn't happen again.

Hi, Jill.

Oh, please don't let me disturb you.

Finish your wine, relax.

What are you doing here?

My daughter, Julie.

She's getting much better.

Thank you so much for asking.

Now, you listen.

If you frighten or threaten

any member of my family,

I will hunt you down

and snap your bony little neck

right off your body.

She was obsessed.

But it wasn't just because she'd been threatened, you know?

I mean, she'd been playing this Little Miss Innocent

unjustly accused.

People weren't buying her act anymore,

and her life was coming apart.

She drank some more, maybe she even took a pill.

Gary said she seemed a little drunk or stoned

by the time he arrived.

See, Gary couldn't have gotten there before one o'clock.

Val's aunt said Gary was over at their house about 12:30.

Val's aunt asked Gary to babysit

while she was shopping.

While she was gone,

Val came home from a run-in with Jill.

Val told Gary about the incident

and he hit the roof.

She was with the kids in the library today.

-What? -Gar.

She claims the meeting was accidental,

but I know she was lying.

What did she do?

She told the kids not to tell me.

She said all they did was talk.

She's not going to do that again.

By the time Gary arrived at Jill's apartment,

she had eaten some lunch

but was still drinking.

He didn't threaten her, but to her,

what he said was worse than a threat.

I hate the smell of your hair.

I can't stand the sound of your voice.

I can't stand the way you dress.

I can't stand your mannerisms

the way you chew your food.

So it's not that I could ever learn to love you again.

I could never learn to stop hating you.

I just wanted to make sure you understood that.

Gary!

Gary, wait, wait, wait.

[gasps]

[dramatic music]

Everything she had done

was based on the hope of getting Gary back.

Now he took that hope away.

[dramatic music]

But I don't believe that she could have figured out

how to frame him in that short of time.

I told you about the magic books.

She checked them out on the 17th.

What makes that significant

is what happened the night before.

What happened?

Gary spent the night in his car

outside of Val's house.

I think Jill came by and saw Gary's car.

Now she would have assumed

he was spending the night with Val.

[ominous music]

[car's brakes squealing]

Gary said he heard a car pull out

in the middle of the night.

After all she had done to keep Gary and Val apart,

they were back together.

I think she started planning her revenge that night.

She didn't care about herself

as long as both of them were somehow hurt or...

Or punished.

[dramatic music]

It would have been easy to go to Gary's ranch

and get the rope and the blanket

and the car keys.

She knew to tie the knot

to make it look like m*rder.

All she had to do is wait for the right opportunity.

Just as Gary was leaving Jill's,

Val arrived.

They talked on the sidewalk in front of Jill's apartment.

Jill's window

faces that sidewalk.

She would have been able to see Gary and Val walk away,

leaving their cars behind.

Jill knew the time was right.

It was the perfect setup.

Gary had already handled her bottle of pills

and a wine glass.

She knew his fingerprints would show up.

So she very carefully picked up the bottle of pills,

making sure not to smear his prints,

and swallowed the rest of the pills,

washing it down with more wine.

She got out the blanket and the rope,

and she spread the blanket on the floor,

and then she got down on the blanket

and rolled around, you know,

to make sure there'd be fibers both on her clothes

and in her carpet,

exactly as the police discovered.

She couldn't have known how much time she had.

Of course not.

and if Gary and Val come back sooner,

he wouldn't be in this mess today.

But Jill kept checking to see

if Gary and Val were coming back.

Val's car was still parked on the street,

and Gary and Val weren't anywhere around.

Now, how much more did she have left to do?

Just tie the knot.

Get some tape for a gag.

And make the place look like a fight had taken place.

What about the blood?

She might have done it deliberately,

but remember, she had a lot of booze

and pills in her.

She couldn't have been too sure-footed.

And, you know,

it could have been an accident.

But she wouldn't have cleaned up

the blood on the cabinet,

because it made the stage fight

look authentic.

[ominous music]

Now she was ready

to put the rubber on Gary's neck.

Yeah, I...

I saw a man put a woman's body

into the trunk of a car,

and I don't know if she's alive or dead.

No.

I don't want to leave my name.

He was blonde,

tall,

and he had on a brown jacket,

a grey sweatshirt and jeans.

It's a black Jaguar.

License



And it happened at 3958,



[breathes deeply]

So, all she had to do now

was finish taking the pills,

gather her props and get down to the garage

without being seen by anyone.

Jill didn't want Gary's car keys

found on her body,

and she only had time to hide the key nearby.

Gary might return any minute, right?

And the police were on their way,

so she hid it under a post.

And if someone did see it,

who'd think anything about finding a loose key

in a garage?

[dramatic music intensifies]

I think she would have gotten into the trunk first,

then put the tape across her mouth.

She could have put one hand

through one of the loops in the rope,

so it'd be easy to tie yourself up

once she closed the lid.

When she was set,

she reached up into the lock casing

and pulled the top down,

locking herself in,

which is where she really outfoxed herself.

If the police had found prints in the trunk,

they wouldn't have made anything of it.

It could have been caused when she struggled,

or it could have come from months before,

when she lived with Gary.

But they found one little print

inside the lock casing.

You know, if her hands were tied

before she was put in the trunk,

she couldn't have reached up there.

Jill Bennett closed the lid on herself.

Mack, I think it looks pretty good,

but it's going to take some time.

What's the problem?

Well, you saw the splash in the media.

The prosecutor said he had an airtight case against Gary.

Now he's going to have to say,

"Oops."

He's trying to figure out a way to cover his tail.

Yeah, but it's not his fault.

Jill did a terrific job stacking the deck.

Listen, go home.

-I'll keep you informed. -Okay?

Thanks.

Do you think Jill really meant to k*ll herself?

If the police found Gary a little earlier,

before she choked,

they could have pumped her stomach and saved her.

I think she knew what would happen.

I don't know.

It was such a short amount of time.

I think she was counting on being saved,

so she could testify against Gary.

She would have loved that.

Karen, I think Jill knew exactly what she was doing.

I can't stand waiting.

[sighs]

Why is it taking so long?

I know this sounds strange, but...

I feel sorry for Jill.

Karen, the woman almost k*lled me.

All I mean is it's sad

that she didn't get any help

before all this started,

and I just keep wondering

if there was something we could have done

to help her.

Don't let what she did

make you feel guilty.

Absolutely don't.

Look, did you know

that Gary tried to get her psychiatric help

and she even fooled the psychiatrist?

Yes, she was smart enough to do that.

Well, I'm not convinced that she was sick.

Anyone who would k*ll is sick.

Okay, but there's a limit

as to how much we excuse.

Believe me.

I don't think that we should excuse.

Well, in my book, saying that she is sick

is a little like saying it wasn't her fault.

And that may be true in some cases,

but I believe they are

genuinely evil people out there

and that Jill was one of them.

Amen.

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it.

I'll get it.

Hey, what do you know? What do you say?

I was coming over to see you.

I know.

You know? -Mh-hmm?

I figured you were working up the courage

to apologize for accusing me of k*lling Jill.

Hey, Frank. I didn't accuse you of k*lling Jill.

[laughing] Splitting hairs, are we?

Don't worry about it. I came to let you off the hook.

-You don't have to apologize. -Why not?

I wasn't going to apologize anyway, but why not?

In your position

I would have done the same damn thing.

-Nah. -Yeah.

Nah.

How dare you accuse me of being a k*ller, hey?

[both laugh]

What are you doing here?

I thought Mr. Hawkins told you.

I need to hire a good public relations consultant.

You could have walked across the hall at work

and saved us both a trip.

Too many eavesdroppers.

Why? Is this ill*gal?

No, it's something...

Delicate.

I'm flattered that you trust me.

Do you remember Murakame?

Yes, you sold them Lotus Point.

They need a publicist.

Why didn't they contact me directly?

Well, it's somewhat...

Somewhat

touchy situation.

You see, they've...

...discovered oil under the property,

and they're afraid they won't be allowed to drill.

Environmentalists will eat them alive, yeah.

That's why I recommended you

for their public relations.

That's all?

Can I tell Murakame you'll take the job?

Will I be working with you?

Of course.

Does Greg know you want me working on this?

I don't think I mentioned it to him.

Well, you could say something to him.

He would just think

we're working on other Sumner Group business.

You know, you're right. That's a good idea.

The more out in the open we are

the better off we'll be.

And while you're at it, you can tell him

we're meeting again tomorrow night.

You can have something put together that fast?

No.

I knew it was going to be fun working with you.

[ominous music]

[clicking on keys]

[pleasant music]

Yes?

[Greg] Testing the lumbar support?

I'm checking your wife's schedule

to coordinate it with yours.

Fine.

Don't wear out the springs.

[clears throat]

[clicking on keyboard]

Over here.

I forgot to give you these messages.

Alan Howard called.

And Carolyn Highland.

She said it's about the Manchester factory.

Oh, and Abby said that she was meeting with her attorneys

about the children's trust funds

and she won't be home till after midnight.

Thank you.

You're a tough guy, aren't you?

But you didn't fire me.

Because you're a hard worker.

Thank you, I try.

Why don't you have a seat?

It took me a while to figure things out.

That's not a very specific word.

Things.

Well, let me be more specific.

I...

I took a few steps back and studied the situation.

You didn't marry Abby because she's smart.

Or socially presentable.

Or even the right age.

You married her because you're scared of me.

I'm not being judgmental, just analytical.

And you know what?

You're right to be scared of me.

Good night.

[ominous music]

[crickets chirping]

Honey, I'm late.

Yeah, I got your message. I had some work to finish.

-How did your meeting go? -Fine.

-Good. -Did you get all your work done?

Yeah, well, I left a few odds and ends.

You are tired?

No, actually, I'm feeling kind of wired.

Me too.

It's really nice out.

Yes, warm.

What you say, you want to go for a swim?

Now?

Yeah.

It's kind of late.

That's what makes it interesting.

Let me go find my suit.

We don't need no stinking suits.

Why bother to swim?

[romantic music]

Oh!

Come here.

Come here!

[squealing]

Gary!

I'm so happy it's over.

That makes two of us.

So they dropped all the charges?

Yeah, they did.

I don't know how to thank you two.

Well, it's co-counsel.

So you can start by saying thank you.

Thank you very much.

And then write me a big check.

I'm really happy for you, Gary.

Gary. Gary.

-Uncle Gary. -Hey, you guys!

Boy, it's good to see you.

Mwah! Mwah!

We saw your picture on the paper.

You did? How did I look?

-Good. -Yeah?

[Gary laughs]

[emotional music]

[sighs]

Can you stay for lunch?

[chuckles]

Well, you know.

What?

I was hoping you'd ask.

Come on, kids.

[emotional music continues]

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