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[Jessica] Tonight, on Murder, She Wrote.

-A baby.
-It’s got nothing to do with us.

Well, I must admit, I was jealous.

Well, why not outraged that
he wasn’t gonna marry her?

We can settle this right here!

He said he’s gonna get even with her.

What do you want from me anyway?

Well, is he a psycho, a drunk, or what?

-Let go of me.
-Oh, just relax.

Can’t you do something about this?

This is crazy.

My enemies have a way of dying.

Have you been taking your medication?

-Any psycho could wander in here.
-You’re the first.

There’s no need to throw your life away.

[baby crying]

I can’t believe how fast you’re growing.

Oh. You must’ve gained
a pound since yesterday.

Oh, how you doing, big fella?

You gonna be my buddy? Huh?

We’ll have lots of good times, you and me.

I’ll take you on hikes,

teach you how to swim, ride a bike.

You like that, huh?

Yeah. You and me, we’re gonna
do lots of fun things, huh?

Oh, here’s mama. Here’s mama.

You’re feeling damp.
I won’t tell if you won’t.

[chuckles] Hey.

Thanks, Johnny.

I don’t know how I would’ve

gotten through all this without you.

-You’re the best.
-No. You’re the best.

Sure you can’t stay a while?

Love to, Sherri,
but I got to hit the road.

Take care of this guy.
We made lots of plans.

Hey, loverboy.

I wanna talk to you.

You got nothing better to do
than creep around in the dark?

[Johnny] Chill out.

Hey! Hey! What the hell is going on?

Come on. Cut it out.

Get off my property, Les,

before I have you tossed in the slammer.

See you later, Johnny.

-You okay?
-Yeah. Thanks.

I hated to break it up.

You would’ve kicked that loser’s butt.

[laughing]

Hey, you wanna come in
for a cup of coffee?

No, it’s getting late, Mr. Sampson.

I got to work tomorrow.

Ah! When I was your age,
the last thing I needed was sleep.

[chuckling] Come on, Johnny.
Give us a chance to talk.

And Sherri’ll be tickled pink
if you stay a few minutes longer.

Well, I guess a few minutes can’t hurt.

Ah! There we go.

[doorknob rattling]

[Amy] Welcome home, Mrs. Fletcher.

I wasn’t expecting you home so soon.

And I didn’t expect you at all.

Who are you and how did you get in here?

-My uncle gave me the key.
-Your uncle?

The last time we met was in your kitchen.

I think I was 12.

And I helped you bake

some of the most wonderful
maple sugar cookies

I’ve ever tasted.

[chuckles] Oh, don’t tell me. You’re Amy.

-Mmm-hmm.
-Seth Hazlitt’s niece.

My goodness, this is a wonderful surprise.

Oh, it’s so wonderful to see you.

And uncle Seth was right.
You haven’t changed a bit.

Oh, I don’t know about that.

-[doorbell ringing]
-Excuse me.

Oh, hello, Johnny.

Morning, Mrs. Fletcher. Welcome home.

Well, thank you very much.

Uh-oh! Did I get mixed up on my schedule?

Uh, weren’t we going to talk
about landscaping tomorrow?

Uh-huh. I’m here to take Amy for a ride.

[Amy] Yeah. Just like when we were kids.

He used to take me for rides on his bike,

only now his bike has an engine.

-Oh, we’re engaged.
-Oh!

Mmm-mmm! Look at that.

Just what I’m hungry for.

Looks pretty tasty to me too, there.

-That ain’t on the menu, junior.
-Ow!

Amazing any woman can resist
you two smooth-talkers.

[Johnny] There’s a table over there.

What do you say, flower boy?

[Johnny] There you go.

-Johnny. Amy.
-Hi.

Your uncle Seth was in earlier.

He had the special.

Chopped salad with pine nuts
and balsamic vinegar.

Oh, really? I bet you anything

he stopped on the way home for a hot dog.

[chuckles]

Um. I think I’m gonna havethe turkey club

on whole wheat toast,

-and an iced tea.
-Yeah. Make it two.

Okay.

See, that’s what it’s like
to live in a small town.

Everybody knows what you had for lunch.

[laughing]

It’s time to be neighborly.

Les, do you have to?

[imitates smooching]

I owe you for last night, slick.

Put a lid on it, Les.

Did you tell your girlfriend about Sherri?

Maybe you’d like to tell her

and everybody else in here all about it.

Get up. We can settle this right here.

All right. Okay. Back off.

-Les, are you okay?
-Fun’s over, fellas.

Yeah, he’ll be fine.
On your feet. Let’s go.

Andy, I want you to see
these gentlemen to the door.

Make sure they take Les with them.

I’m sorry, sheriff.
I didn’t have much choice.

Stay away from him. Amy.

[exhales]

Wow, that was scary.

All right, what do you want to know?

Do I get in many fights? No.

Just two in the last ten years.

Both with Les Franklin
in the last two days.

[clears throat] Why?

What am I supposed to do?
Let him mop the floor with me?

No. You know that’s not what I meant.

Who’s Sherri?

Amy.

I made a promise that I have to keep.

Before you came back,
before we fell in love, it’s...

Look, I swear, it’s got
nothing to do with us.

But is it why Les Franklin
hates you so much now?

Oh... hell, he’s just jealous,

’cause I’m with the prettiest
girl in town.

Now, can we talk about something else?

Okay.

[Seth] Poor child has had a rough patch.

Amy dropped out of college
after her father died.

So I thought it would be a nice thing

to invite her here for the summer

where she’s had good times.

[Jessica] Of course. Well,
it looks as if it’s working.

I mean, she and Johnny Carter
seem very happy.

Apparently, young love these days

is not only blind but deaf.

I fail to see the romantic
appeal of a vehicle

that sounds exactly like
six broken lawnmowers

being run over by a garbage truck.

[laughing] Well, you better
bring your earplugs tonight,

because I’ve invited the kids
to have dinner with us.

-Oh!
-[Roger] There she is.

Wonderful. The town crier.

-Edgar, I’ll call you.
-Okay, Jeremy.

Don’t you go lawyerizing my words, Jeremy.

Jessica, I think you should be warned

that Johnny Carter stole my garden.

Your garden?

[Jeremy] I’m sorry about
all this, Jessica.

Johnny designed and installed
a flower garden for Roger.

And then, he snuck back last night,

dug it up, took every one of my plants.

Roger, what are you rattling on about?

It seems Johnny gave Roger
an estimate for his work.

When it was finished,

Roger said it was too much
and refused to pay.

Exactly.

So, Johnny, who had paid for the plants

out of his own pocket,

simply took the plants back,
like repossessing a car.

Only now Roger insists
on pressing charges.

Now, wait a minute. Whose side are you on?

Uh, Roger, don’t you think that
this is a little bit...

Infantile? I don’t think so.

Oh, for...

Johnny Carter intends to put in flowers

-in your garden, am I correct?
-Yes, I’m having him do--

Well, then I suggest, Jessica,
that you reconsider,

unless you want to find yourself guilty

of receiving stolen property.

Jeremy, really, can’t you do
something about this?

I’m trying, Jessica.

Obviously, not hard enough.

Roger, have you been
taking your medication?

[scoffs] Buzz off, Doc.

Roger, as your attorney, I can assure you,

you have no cause of action
against Jessica.

Then maybe I should get another attorney.

I’m putting you on notice, Jessica.

Let it be known, I warned you.

I’m truly sorry about all this, Jessica.

Well, so am I, Jeremy.

[Seth] Jess, you have outdone yourself.

That chowder was superb.

And this brisket is so good,
it’s downright indecent.

-Horseradish.
-What?

Try some of my homemade horseradish.

Oh, yes. The stuff that makes
a perfect meal even better.

-Amy.
-Mmm? Oh.

No, thank you, uncle Seth.
I’m sure it’s very good.

[Seth] You have to wonder why
they call it horseradish.

Maybe it’s because if you put too much on,

it tends to kind of...

[breathing heavily]

Strong enough to knock over a horse.

[laughing]

-Are you okay?
-[exhales]

Whew! Well, Johnny is 47 minutes late

for the finest meal I have had

since the last time Jessica
came home from New York.

[Jessica] Well, thank you.

It’s really not like Johnny.
I... he would’ve called.

Maybe he had a flat tire or something.

They get those. They don’t carry
a spare on those contraptions.

In which case, he’d have had to

wheel his noisemaker back from
where was it you said he was?

Well, he said he had to visit a friend.

Well, Amy’s right. He should have called.

Could you excuse me, please?

Do you think he has one
of those cellular phones?

I don’t think so.

But, I mean, there are plenty
of houses along the way

where people would be glad to let him use

the phone in an emergency.

A typical woman’s solution.

Grown men do not like to knock
on strange doors at night,

for fear they may have to answer
to husbands with shotguns.

And when was the last time

that you had to answer to
a husband with a shotgun?

Jessica, a gentleman simply
does not discuss such matters.

[phone ringing]

Johnny?

Yes?

Oh, no.

Oh, God. No.

[crying]

Hello? Who is this?

This is Mort, Mrs. F.
I’m out on Rocky Point.

One of my deputies spotted
Johnny Carter’s wrecked motorcycle.

Apparently, he lost control
and went off the pavement.

Oh. Well, how badly is he hurt?

I’m sorry to be the one
that had to break the news.

Johnny’s dead.

Oh!

Mmm. Mmm. Johnny was a prince.
What a waste.

Yeah. Sure is, Tom.

Sherri’s been crying all night.

They were real close, you know.

Olsen.

Speaking of crying, you’d better
get that paperwork right.

The sheriff can be a real bear.

Hey, I’ve noticed.

He reminds me of my father.

Deputy.

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher. Doc.

Sorry about your niece, Doc.

Thanks. I wanted to have
a look at the site

before I typed up the death certificate.

Andy, where did Johnny lose
control of his motorcycle?

Hard to say exactly.

No skid marks?

No. We looked for them,
but there aren’t any.

So we figured he just came down
over the ridge,

and around the curve, a little
too fast, and ran off the road.

There was a dent in his helmet.

Could’ve been caused by hitting
that guard rail.

That would’ve been enough
to snap his neck.

I’m gonna pull forward in a minute.

You folks better move back a little.

Well, I’ve gotta have
the bike checked over

by the state police mechanic.

See if some kind of mechanical
failure caused the accident.

So, how’s Amy taking all this?

Not too well, I’m afraid.

Poor child seems a tad irrational.

[sighs]

Oh, I get it. There’re things
that you’re not telling me

because it’s a murder
investigation, right?

Amy, I am not keeping anything secret.

There is zero evidence that this
was anything but an accident.

Sheriff, I have been up and down

Rocky Point road

on the back of Johnny’s
bike a million times.

Johnny knew it far too well
to lose control.

Okay. Then chances are
the state police mechanics

will find that the thing malfunctioned.

Brake failure, a bearing, something...

No! There’s no way.
Johnny babied that bike.

Sheriff, you were there at the diner,

you saw the fight between Les and Johnny.

And Les was playing cards with
his friends, here in town,

at the time of the accident.

What if he is lying to you?

Are you just gonna believe it

because his loser friends back him up?

Look, Amy,

believe me, I do understand.

Something like this happens,

we all try to make sense of it.

But the truth is,
we can’t always find any.

And looking for someone to
blame, that’s not the answer.

Now, this... it was a pointless tragedy.

But as far as we know,
that’s all that it was.

Okay, sheriff, fine, if that’s
how you feel about it.

I know Johnny was murdered,
and I intend to prove that,

if I have to question every
single person in Cabot Cove.

Yeah. Right.

[laughing] So,
then I tell her, get this...

I tell her I’m in
the Merchant Marines, right?

This girl’s so stupid, she buys it.

This girl was too dumb to breathe, right?

You’re talking about
the skinny girl, right?

Yeah. That chick is all ankles.

Hey, look who’s coming.

-Oh, Amy, I’m so sorry.
-Oh, thank you, Doreen.

Can I talk to you guys for a second?

[slurping]

You know, I heard Johnny
fell off his bike, man.

[laughing]

Just one question, guys.

Who’s Sherri, and is she

why Johnny and Les got
in a fight yesterday?

That sounds like two questions to me.

Why don’t you sit down
and we’ll talk about it?

-Let go of me.
-Oh, just relax now.

Take your hands off me. I mean it. Doreen!

[Stu shushing] [Amy] I mean it. Stop it.

[Stu] You’re cute when
you’re mad, you know that?

[Amy] Take your hands off.

[Stu] Ow! Ow! You’re hurting me!

Leave it alone, Doreen.

-Stop it!
-Ow! You’re hurting me.

Stu! What? Are you crazy?
Let her go. Stop it.

Put some music on.

Let her go.

What’s happening?

She asked about you and Johnny.

And Sherri.

What’d you say?

-Hmm?
-Nothing, man. Honest.

Hey, Les, you better find

a new leash for these two,
and get them out of here. Now!

[Mickie] You okay now?

[Amy] Yeah. Thanks.

Those guys even scare me.

So let me guess. You were
asking the wrong questions.

Yeah. Looks that way.

Mickie, what I don’t understand is

Les and Johnny used to be best friends.

Yeah. But that’s before Johnny...

[clears throat]
...started his own business

and made something of himself.

But that’s not all of it though, is it?

I helped you already, didn’t I?

Mickie. Who is Sherri?

What does she have to do with all this?

Nothing, okay?

Look, you’re gonna go away soon,
back to Providence,

so why don’t you just forget

all about this town and these people?

I gotta go.

Mickie, wait a minute.

I don’t know if you’ve
ever thought about this,

but you don’t have to spend
the rest of your life

being like one of them.

Trust me.

Sherri Sampson.

She used to be Johnny’s girlfriend.

Oh.

That’s... hey, what do you
want from me anyway?

Uh, Mr. Woods. Mr. Woods.

I’d like a word with you, please.

Roger. Stu.

Well, it’s happened.

All my plants are in Jessica’s backyard.

I wanna know what you’re gonna
do to protect my interests.

Roger, I’ve seen those plants.

They’re in pots, and I doubt
very much that you can verify

they’re the ones that you
and Johnny were arguing about.

Pop, pop. Maybe he’s got a point.

Nonsense!

Roger, try to think this through.

I mean, you and I have known
Jessica for years.

-Do you think that she could--
-You legal pariah.

The two of you are in a conspiracy,

aren’t you? Against me.

Stu, your father needs help.

No, he doesn’t.

He’s right on about you people.

Hey, pop! Wait up.

Hey, that wasn’t so hard, was it? No. No.

No, you little peanut.

Hey. You all right now, little guy?

He just needed to be changed.

Sherri, honey, I wanna ask you something.

Uh, I got home last night at about 7:00.

I was gonna take you
and the little guy out for pizza.

I took him with me.

We went for a walk down
near the waterfront, after...

after Johnny left.

Mmm.

Well, I gotta go to work.

Sorry about Johnny.

You all right, Amy?

[sniffling] No. I’m not.

But I will be.

There’s no way he would’ve
missed this curve.

Well, knowing Johnny,
I think you’re right.

Did you find something?

Uh, I’m not sure.

May I borrow your cellphone
to make a call?

Yeah.

[cellphone ringing]

[Jeremy] Yes, Jessica.
What can I do for you?

Jeremy, didn’t you mention
that you had a friend

who worked in the phone company?

David Shaughnessy, he’s the
manager over in Bar Harbor.

Could you ask him how they
transport their telephone poles?

And how recently did they put

R263 in place?

Odd question, but I’ll try
to get you an answer.

Supposing I see you in about
an hour over at the diner.

I’ll see you then.

[engine sputtering]

Now what?

[Jessica] You won’t believe
the color of these roses.

Johnny found this hybrid...

Oh, enough of the build-up.

Show me the darned things, will you?

Wait. Will you just look!

Seth!

What reason would anyone have
for destroying flowers?

Roger Yates.

Oh!

Doreen, may I have
a cup of coffee, please?

I was just making a fresh pot.

Just need to get a filter
from the storeroom.

No rush. Car trouble.

Oh.

[Jessica] Hello, Doreen.

Mrs. Fletcher! You’re back in town.
Are you staying long?

I wish I knew. But, with my schedule...

Jeremy?

Oh, my God!

[gasping]

[Metzger] Doreen, you’re telling me

that you came back from the supply room

and you didn’t notice
that your only customer

was slumped over the counter
with a knife in his back?

No. Mrs. Fletcher
was coming through the door

and I was looking at her.

He was waiting for his car.

What?

Jeremy. His car broke down

and he was having it fixed
at Ernie’s garage.

Sheriff, do you know
why Jeremy woods is dead?

Well, outside of the fact
that somebody stabbed him

with an ordinary switchblade
that had no fingerprints, no.

Doreen, thanks.

Sheriff, this has got something
to do with Johnny’s murder.

-I know it does.
-Amy...

Mort, it is possible that
Jeremy found out something

about Johnny’s death.

Mrs. F., Amy, please, one thing at a time.

Now we’re trying to trace the knife,

and we’re tracking
all of his cellular phone calls.

Well, is there any word yet

from the state police about
Johnny’s motorcycle?

Yes. Right. Uh...

Olsen, w here the hell’s that report?

Right here.

Right where you put it, sheriff.

Right. Now, they’re still
checking things out,

but the brakes were in
perfect working order.

-There’s no sign of sabotage.
-Yeah. So far.

Mort, if I might slip
a word in edgewise...

You got something you want
to lay on me, too, Doc?

Only my preliminary medical report.

Thanks. Check it out later.

Then let me lay this on you.

Johnny Carter was going to marry my niece,

Jeremy woods was a good friend.

Your saying that their deaths
were not related

does not make it so in my book.

Doc, I’m doing the best I can.

Sheriff, that was Andy,
down at the waterfront.

He said Roger Yates has really lost it.

Get down there and give him a hand!

[Sherri] I’m sorry I took so long
responding to your call.

The baby had a rash, so I had to
take him to his pediatrician,

over in Bridgton.

Oh, hell.

The truth is that I... I didn’t
really want to see anyone.

I’ve just been so upset
by what happened with Johnny.

You know, now that I see you,

I remember you from when we were kids.

I seem to be the only one talking here.

Do you like him?

Oh, yeah. He’s adorable.

Thanks.

We’re gonna miss Johnny, too.

Me and the little guy. Hey.

Um...

you and Johnny were close
at one time, right?

He didn’t tell you about me?

No.

Well, he was a good guy, Amy.

He came by nearly every
day to see how we were doing.

[crying] And he was...
he was my best friend

ever, and,

my dad, he treated Johnny like a son.

Oh.

I didn’t know that.

When Johnny told me that he was

thinking about asking you to marry him,

I must admit, I was jealous.

But then I said,

"Hey, you know, if you’re
really sure, you should just

go ahead and do it."

[car approaching]

I call him Little Jay.

[car door opening]

Is that his name or his initial?

Both.

He’s named after Johnny.

-[door opening]
-I, uh...

Hi.

You’re...

you’re Amy, aren’t you?

You’re the one that Johnny was engaged to?

I’m... I’m sorry about him...

[Roger] There are witches and devils

right here in Cabot Cove.

They regard us with their evil eyes,

and they poison our luck.

They’ve... they’ve been after
me. They watch me.

But, you know what? I watch
them back! That’s right.

Hey! Take it easy. Watch it, Sonny.

[Roger] Anyway...

your dad’s all revved up again.

Those cops have been watching
him, like, the last ten minutes.

[Roger] I’ll tell you what.

Here’s what I have to say to you...

how long’s Les been standing there?

This ain’t some kind of show.

...they watch and I warn you!

My enemies have a way
of dying mysteriously.

Right. Mr. Yates,

I’d like you to come
along with me, please.

Uh-uh. You aren’t taking him anywhere.

Stu, your dad needs help.

No! I’ll just take him home.

Look, I’m sorry, Stu,
but I have my orders.

If you want to know anything,
you check with the sheriff’s department.

-Now stand away from him.
-It’s all right, Stu.

They know about my stolen garden,

and I expected them to contact me.

You just stood there.

You didn’t do a damn thing to help him.

Like it’s my fault he was busted?

Well, you just see what kinda help

you’re gonna get from me from now on.

Forget it!

A baby.

Jessica, how could Johnny keep
something like that from me?

And that’s all Sherri said.

Wish you could’ve learned more.

Oh, God. I didn’t want to hear any more.

I just wanted to get out of there.
I felt so stupid, Jessica.

I really wish that
I hadn’t found out about

Sherri Sampson and Little Jay,

because now, every time I think of Johnny,

I’m gonna think about them.

I should’ve listened to the sheriff.

He tried to stop me

from investigating
Johnny’s death, you know,

and maybe it’s because
he knew what I’d find.

I doubt that.

I mean, if Seth or I had known,

we certainly would have warned you.

I don’t know Sherri well,

but her saying that she was jealous

when Johnny told her that he
was going to marry you...

I mean, "jealous?"

I don’t know what you mean.

Well, why not outraged that
he wasn’t gonna marry her?

[phone ringing]

-Hello. Oh, yes, Mort.
-[Mort] Hi, Mrs. F.

Yeah, I got the results
back on Johnny’s bike.

Looks like an accident.

Really?

Yeah. They just got back
from the state police lab

along with the report.

Negative on any sign
of tampering with the bike

or other foul play,

and all of the damage seems to have come

from impact with the guard rail and stuff.

He says it looks as if Johnny
simply lost control.

-That isn’t possible!
-Hello, Mrs. F.?

Yes, Mort, I’m still here.

Yeah. You asked to check
on Jeremy’s recent cell phone activity.

He got a call from Amy’s cell phone.

Well, that was from me.

Okay. And then he called
a number that we traced

to a phone company office in Bar Harbor.

A David Shaughnessy.

And then he called Tom Sampson.

Well, to get his car towed.

And then he received
a call from Shaughnessy,

and apparently,
right before he was killed,

he punched in two digits of
a local exchange, and that’s it.

Did you speak to Mr. Shaughnessy?

Yeah. He said that he and Jeremy
were old friends,

and Jeremy asked him
about a telephone pole.

How they’re transported and installed.

And when he got the information,
he called Jeremy back.

And that’s all?

Mort, may I have the number for
David Shaughnessy, please?

Sure. It’s 1-9-1-14-98.

-Thanks.
-Sure thing, Mrs. F. Later on.

[sighs]

What? What is it?

If we’re lucky,

it may be an important
piece of the puzzle.

My evaluation of Roger Yates’
mental state.

Well, is he a psycho, a drunk, or what?

Since you seem unwilling

to go to the trouble of reading my report.

-Just the short form, Doc.
-If you’ll just let me finish.

The man is losing his grip on reality.

Sounds like me at the end of every week.

-More coffee, sheriff?
-Thanks.

Sheriff, I wanna get my pop
sprung out of here.

Who do I have to see?

Look, Stu, first of all,

your father’s not here,
he’s in the hospital.

And you can’t get him sprung.
He’s there for observation.

Dr. Hazlitt just came from there.

What do you think, Doc?

Bottom line, non-clinically speaking,

I’d say he was a mental case

who stopped taking his medication.

He said he felt so good,
he didn’t need it.

Let him come home, I’ll make
sure he takes it.

The psychiatrist wants
more time for observation.

The knife, sheriff.

Forensics didn’t have
any better luck than we did.

No prints, just Jeremy woods’ blood.

Sheriff, I’m willing to make
a trade for my pop’s freedom.

Off-hand, I can’t think of
anything you’ve got that I want.

-Yeah. It’s something that I know.
-I’m listening.

-Not without a deal.
-[Metzger] I can’t do that.

But I’m warning you, if it’s
evidence you’re withholding,

that could get you in
a whole lot of trouble.

Okay.

Your murder weapon
belongs to Les Franklin.

-How do you know that?
-Nick on the handle,

I’ve seen it a hundred times.

-That’s it?
-There’s more.

Les is gonna do something stupid.

When did he ever do anything smart?

[Metzger] What’s he gonna do now?

All he ever thinks about
is that Sherri Sampson.

It’s like he’s stalking her.

He said he’s gonna get even with her.

[Little Jay crying]

[gasping] What are you doing in here?

You ought to have an alarm system.

Any psycho could wander in here.

You’re the first.

What do you want, Les?

You know.

Where’s your baby?

Jessica, I think I have
the right chronology now.

I’ve got the time schedules,

events and known clues of each murder.

[laughs] That’s very good, Amy.

That’s the way I lay out my plots.

[phone ringing]

-Hello.
-[Shaughnessy] Mrs. Fletcher...

Oh, yes, Mr. Shaughnessy.

Well, thank you for getting back to me.

Well, the pole was installed ten days ago.

I see.

And that’s what you told Jeremy?

Well, thank you very much.

Yes, perhaps we’ll meet
at his funeral service.

Yes. Goodbye.

Is that Jeremy’s friend
from the phone company?

-Uh-huh.

He said that that utility pole
was installed ten days ago,

and it was secured by
webbing straps to the truck

that delivered it.

You know, you never did explain to me

why you’ve been...

Oh. You need a new light bulb.

But I couldn’t. I just put a new one in.

Well, let’s see. Maybe it’s the plug.

Oh, no. Maybe this is it.

Ah. You have a short. It’s frayed.

Of course, and the fresh creosote.

Creosote?

Jessica, what’re you talking about?

Amy, I think I found the key to all this.

Come on, come on. Wake him up.

I just wanna see who
the kid looks like is all,

his mother or his father.

Les, I mean it. You better get out.

My daddy will be here any minute.

You’re lying.

I passed him in his truck
on the way over here.

Don’t pick him up, please.
You’ll scare him.

I’m not gonna drop him.

Your mama.

You look like your mama,
you lucky little bastard.

Give me the baby.

-I wanna hold him for a while.
-Les, please.

-No.
-You’ve been drinking.

Why do they call them
"bouncing little baby boys?"

Huh? Do they really bounce?

[Little Jay crying]

[Les] I’m never giving
this baby back to you!

Sherri, Les,

this is Jessica Fletcher and Amy Walters.

We know you’re in there. Let us in.

Go away, Mrs. Fletcher. This
isn’t any of your business!

[Jessica] Les, if Sherri
or her baby are harmed,

it’ll be the sheriff’s business.

Now, let us come in!

That wasn’t very smart.

Mrs. Fletcher, call the sheriff!

He’s coming.

He’s already on his way.

Now Les, you’ll be in a lot
less trouble with the sheriff

if you let us in now.

There’s no need to throw
your life away over this.

[crying]

Okay.

-Is the baby all right?
-Lock the door.

He’s fine. He’s just scared.

I don’t blame him though.

I guess I really messed
things up now, huh?

Yes, you have, Les.

But you can start fixing it
right now by giving me that gun

and letting Sherri have your baby.

My baby?

How did you know?

Until you just admitted it,
I wasn’t certain.

Sherri, just a little while ago,

Amy was telling me how you had reacted

when Johnny decided that
he was going to marry her,

and I couldn’t help but wonder,

if this was Johnny’s baby,
why you weren’t outraged

instead of simply jealous.

Well, I was pretty bummed when
Johnny and me split up.

We’d been an item for a long time.

So to get even, I... I started dating Les.

[siren wailing]

[Metzger] This is the sheriff!
Open up in there! Now!

[pounding on door]

Les, give me the gun.

It’s all right, Mort.
We’re coming right out.

-Sherri? You all right?
-We’re fine, daddy.

Sherri was just explaining how
she and Les became involved.

Involved? What are you talking about?

We made love one time. That was all.

Oh!

But, Johnny, I mean, he’s the father.

No, Mr. Sampson, it was me.

You’re lying. He’s lying, right?

No, she wouldn’t have anything
to do with me.

Wouldn’t even let me see the baby.

My own son. Suddenly
she was too good for me.

I’m sorry, Les.

This is real hard for me to say,

but I wanted something better
for him and for me.

Than me and my friends, huh?

Hey, Sherri, you could have
given me a chance.

Wait! Wait a minute! This is crazy!

I mean, Johnny’s the father,
and that’s that.

[Jessica] No, it isn’t, Tom.

But because you believed
that Johnny was the father,

you murdered him.

You?

Whoa! Mrs. F., you sure of that?

[Tom] Well, whether she’s sure or not,

she’s about as wrong as she can get.

Why the hell would I harm

a terrific young fella like Johnny?

He was here all the time,

looking in on Sherri and the little guy.

Daddy, I was afraid
if I told you the truth,

that you might kill Les.

And unfortunately,

Johnny died because you
thought you knew the truth.

[stutters] You don’t know what
you’re talking about!

Johnny, that was an accident!

No, Tom, it was cold-blooded,
premeditated murder.

[scoffs]

You can’t prove that. I was a...

I would have agreed with you

until Amy discovered
a short in my electric cord.

And I realized that the answer
had been right in front of me,

ever since I saw you winching
Johnny’s wrecked motorcycle

out of that ditch.

That frayed section of your towing cable,
was caused by the impact

of Johnny’s motorcycle
when he ran into it,

when you’d stretched it across
the road from your truck

to a utility pole on the other side.

I’m sure the police lab
will find fresh creosote

on the end of your cable

from the utility pole you fastened it to.

The notch in the pole could only
have come from your cable.

[sighs]

When Sherri told me

that Johnny’d got engaged to another girl,

I thought my worst nightmare
had come true.

Folks would be forever smirking at Sherri

and cracking jokes

about the wrong side of the blanket...

This ain’t Hollywood.

Cabot Cove folks get
married and have babies.

It come to me,

if Johnny was to die,

they’d feel sorry for Sherri
and give her some respect.

You planned the whole thing.

You knew that Johnny was visiting Sherri

and the baby that night,

and that he’d be coming back into town

along Rocky Point road.

Yeah.

I set it up, just like Jessica said.

That road doesn’t get a whole
lot of traffic at night,

so I looped my cable around
the utility pole

and parked on the other side
of the road and waited.

When I heard him coming,
I pulled the cable tight.

Johnny didn’t see the cable till
he was right on top of it.

He didn’t have a chance.

And, Jeremy Woods, while you
were preparing to tow his car,

his friend at the telephone
company returned his call,

and told him what I later learned,

which was that the pole was new,

and that the groove on the side

was probably caused

by the cable being looped around it.

Yeah.

Thank you very much.

Anything wrong, Mr. Woods?

No. Nothing.

[Tom] I could tell he was lying.

He’d seen the creosote and the fray,

and put it all together.

All the way back to Ernie’s
garage, he was real tense,

and I knew I had to kill him

or he was gonna turn me in
the minute he got a chance,

so I dropped him off at the diner,

parked around the corner,
went back in there.

And murdered him with Les’ knife.

The other night, I was gonna
try to scare Johnny away

from Sherri with it,

but it must’ve fell out of my pocket.

And where was that?

Where I found it. In my yard.

I didn’t know it was his.

[Jessica] I hope that you’re going to be

very happy in Phoenix, Amy.

[Amy] Oh, I’m looking forward to it.

And I’m excited about my new job.

And Roger Yates is back on his medication,
and doing just fine.

Yes. I know.

I received a letter of apology,

along with a check to replace my garden.

A-ha!

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you,
I talked to Sherri

and she said that Les got a job
over in Bar Harbor.

[Seth] And Sherri’s agreed to let
him see the baby regularly.

He’s gonna help her
by paying child support.

Only for now, she said
it might be a good idea

not to tell too many people.

Just what we need, huh? More secrets.

Well, Amy, with your uncle Seth around,

I don’t think that’ll
be much of a problem.