All language subtitles for Perry Mason s01e12 Negligent Nymph.eng

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

- Sally.
WOMAN: Yes?

Bring in Mr. Dorian.

Well?

You are George Alder, of course?

You said on the phone that you had
something of importance to tell me.

Something concerning my late
Aunt Agatha?

I have, and it's a matter
of some delicacy.

Mr. Dorian, get to the point.

I found this note in a bottle
washed ashore at Paradise Cove.

It refers to the death
of your late Aunt Agatha

in a most indelicate fashion.

Shall I read it?

"Dated January 28th.
Aboard the yacht Sea Witch.

I, Agatha Alder,
being in sound mind,

believe that I am going to be murdered
by my nephew George Alder."

"He has found out
that I am changing my will

and am disinheriting him
for the inhumane treatment

of his unhappy wife, Karen.

He's hammering on my door.

The storm will drown out my cries.

If he pushes me
through the porthole--"

- This is an obvious forgery.
- Obviously.

Well, the thing isn't even signed.

Would you prefer me to take it
to the police?

Why didn't you?

Well, I deplore malicious gossip,
Mr. Alder.

Besides, the police are not known
for their liberality in such matters.

How much?

Would $50 seem excessive?

My philosophy is simple.
Live and let live.

Besides, it would be pointless
to consume the bird

that has been thoughtful enough
to lay the golden eggs.

George.

George, we're out of supplies.

The cupboard is bare, and I'm thirsty.

How many times have I told you to
keep to your end of the house, Karen?

Can't a wife visit her husband?

Sally.

Get her back to her room.

Sally, are you ashamed of me?

The great George Alder, philanthropist
and benefactor of the human race.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, if they only knew.

- I told you to get back to your room.
- Leave her alone.

You heard what I said.

Get her out.

One day, George,

I'll be sober.

Yup, intemperance
is indeed a cruel master,

but you may rely on my discretion,
Mr. Alder.

- Here's your money.
- Thank you.

Today's visit will not be repeated.

Oh, I'll remember.

[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

Sally.

That beachcomber, Dorian,
brought me a most peculiar note.

He said he found it in a bottle
washed ashore at Paradise Cove.

Here, read it yourself.

I always thought your Aunt Agatha's
death was a little too convenient.

This is an obvious forgery.

Is it?

Is that why you paid off
Dorian's blackmail?

What you've done to Karen confirms
what I've always thought. You're a--

I'm quitting today.

So you were eavesdropping.

You're on dangerous ground, Sally.

- What for, slander?
- No, theft.

Of what, the stamp money?

I've been checking
through my aunt's bank statements

and I've noticed
that two days before she died,

she drew out large sums of cash.

There's $10,000 missing
from her personal effects.

Well, with you around
that doesn't surprise me.

The police may have other ideas.

Would you like me
to get them for you?

Operator, get me the police.

Get back to your office.

PAUL: Next time I'm hungry for fish,
Perry, I'm gonna stick to a grunion hunt.

MASON: You'll find these sea bass
better eating, Paul.

PAUL: What great time of night
to be getting in.

[GROWLS]

[CAT SHRIEKING]

Come on, boy.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[DOG BARKING]

Hey there, stop.

Stop!

PAUL:
Hey, that sounds like trouble.

MASON:
It's over on the Alder estate.

Take a look, Paul.

Hey, that dog will tear her to pieces.

Cast off.

PAUL:
Okay, Perry.

Thanks.

Better change clothes, you'll find
something to wear in the locker.

What was all that trouble?

SALLY:
I quit my job today,

and when I went back
to collect some of my things,

the guard chased me away.

Ah.

What's your name?

SALLY: Sally Fenner, yours?
- Mason. Perry Mason.

I thought your face looked familiar.

Mr. Mason, that story I told you
was a lie.

I broke in that house and was going
through George Alder's desk

when the guard caught me.

I panicked and ran.

What were you after?

"Dated January 28th,
on board the yacht Sea Witch.

I, Agatha Alder--"

Where did this note come from?

SALLY: Some beachcomber
called Arthur Dorian found it in a bottle

at Paradise Cove,

brought it to George Alder
and was paid off.

Are you sure the note
was all you got?

What do you think I could conceal
on this outfit?

Never a dull moment.

You'd better go to the police.

I wanna see
what George Alder is going to do

when he finds out
that note's missing.

- I think you're making a mistake.
- Maybe.

If I get into trouble I'll call you.

- Well, don't lose this.
- Don't worry. I won't.

How are you going to get back
to town?

Well, I left my car
down by Sanderson's jetty,

away from the beach.

We'll run you over to Sanderson's

before we come back
and tie up for the night.

Why don't you change clothes,
Paul?

What's the trouble, officer?

Oh, Mr. Mason,
we're setting up a roadblock.

There's been some trouble
up on the Alder estate.

We're looking for a young lady,
attractive, blond hair, 5'6", about 24.

With a description like that,
I wouldn't mind meeting her myself.

What's she wanted for?

Murder.

She killed her employer,
George Alder.

Take this poker and the cash box to
the crime lab for fingerprint checkout.

Mr. Hess?

I want you to go over again
everything that happened.

I was making my rounds
when I heard a noise from the house.

I entered the library
and saw Sally Fenner break out

- and run down the beach.
- And then?

She was picked up
in one of those sports cruisers.

Did you get a good look at that boat?

Not too clearly, lieutenant,
it was dark,

but it sounded
like the boat had outboard motors.

A sports cruiser?
Forbes, contact the Coast Guard.

Start checking out all sports fishing
cruisers docked in this area.

Okay, Paul, but keep trying.

I've got to speak to Sally Fenner
before the police find her.

Right.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes?

Lieutenant Tragg wants to see you.

The start of a perfect week.

Send him in, Gertie.

What do you suppose he's after?

Maybe just a fishing trip.
And if it is, he has pretty good bait.

Well, good morning, lieutenant.

Good morning, Perry.

Della.

Well, did you
have an interesting weekend?

Fair.

You know, I'd like to try my hand
sometime at that deep-sea fishing.

They tell me it can be quite exciting.

Not a bad sport, if they're biting.

Anything interesting in the paper?

Why don't you get to the point,
Tragg?

You know that Alder killing

was a stupid, botched-up job.
A woman somehow got into his house,

was going through his desk
and his cash box.

Alder surprised her
and she killed him.

But we know who it is.

Her name is Sally Fenner.

Sounds like just a routine case.

Yeah, most murders are.

- What was the motive?
- Well, from George Alder's records,

Sally Fenner
apparently stole $10,000

while working for his aunt,
Agatha Alder.

Last night's burglary
was just a blind.

And?

She escaped by swimming out to sea,
was picked up by an accomplice

in a sports cruiser. One of those new
fibreglass jobs with outboard motors.

Your description covers
quite a few boats.

Yeah, I suppose.

But we'll narrow it down.

I hope the boat owner
comes forward, though.

- Was this visit your idea, Tragg?
- Yeah.

Perry, don't chance it.
You've got no defence.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes?

There's a Miss Sally Fenner
to see Mr. Mason.

Just a minute, Gertie.

The shipment just arrived,
Mr. Mason.

Have them put it in the law library,
Della.

We'll uncrate it later.

I'll be right out.

Well?

Anything else, lieutenant?

You're sure
you won't change your mind?

You know me better than that,
Tragg.

But anyway, thanks for trying.

It's going to be awfully dull
without you around, Mason.

Lieutenant?

All right, Della, coast is clear.

Where have you been since last night,
Miss Fenner?

- I was busy avoiding the police.
- And how did you?

I drove up a side road in the canyon,
spent the night in my car.

Della, get Paul Drake
on the private line right away, will you?

Come over here, young lady.

Why didn't you tell me
George Alder was murdered?

What?

I didn't kill him, Mr. Mason.

Believe me, I didn't.

Just a minute, Paul.

Call off our search, Paul.
We've landed our mermaid.

I'd like you to take your car to the back
of the building as fast as you can.

Leave the keys
in the glove compartment for Della.

Then meet me out in front
in ten minutes.

Right.

Della, I want Sally out of the way
for 48 hours.

- Better use my apartment.
- Isn't that taking a chance?

I don't want the killer to realise
we know the real motive.

- Which is?
- George Alder's death

could be a chain reaction
from Aunt Agatha's murder.

The second killing
to cover up the first.

George Alder did kill her.
It's in the note.

Did you ever try typing a letter
in the middle of a storm

without making a single mistake?

- I never thought of that.
- Neither did the murderer.

Is this where the police found him?

I think so.
Or it might have been over here.

You're not sure?

My memory isn't very good
these days.

And this doesn't help.
Why don't you ask the guard?

I will.

Why did your husband need to have
this house guarded, Mrs. Alder?

It made him feel important.

Besides, he wasn't the best-loved
human on Earth.

You sound almost clinical.

Why not, Mr. Mason?

For the first time in 20 years,
I'm free.

A simple word, but can you realise
what it means?

Feeling that way,
why didn't you get a divorce?

Divorce an Alder?

Mr. Mason,

the wife of an Alder
can commit the seven deadly sins

so long as she commits them
discreetly.

But she must never, ever
get a divorce.

- Is that Agatha Alder?
- Yes.

Do you think her death
was accidental?

I know it wasn't.

My husband killed her.

What could have been his reason?

Money. What else with an Alder?

Money which in turn comes to you,
now that he's dead.

You think like a lawyer, Mr. Mason.

What good is the money?

Can it bring back my youth?

Mrs. Alder, who was aboard
the Sea Witch on that last trip?

George, Sally Fenner, the captain
and Nina.

- Nina?
- Nina Santos.

She used to be a companion-maid
to Aunt Agatha.

Where is she now?

She works in a Mexican restaurant
called Las Chalupas.

It's off Olvera Street.

How far were you from Aunt Agatha's
cabin when she went overboard?

About 30 miles.

You see, as usual,
I'd disgraced myself.

So I was left ashore.

They were all ashamed of me.

Even I was ashamed of me.

Mr. Mason, have the police
found Sally Fenner yet?

- No, not yet.
- She didn't do it.

She's my friend.
I know she didn't do it.

She'll need some money.
Here, take this. I'll get more later.

No, thank you,
at the moment, it's not needed.

But somebody must pay.

Somebody will, Mrs. Alder.

[MUSIC PLAYS OVER SPEAKERS]

Does Nina Santos work here?

- Who wants her?
- My name's Drake.

This is Perry Mason. We're making
enquiries about the late Agatha Alder.

Uh...

Just one moment, sir, please.

Thank you.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Can I help you, señores?

We'd like to ask a few questions,
Miss Santos.

But of course.
Would you care to sit down?

Thank you.

- A little refreshments perhaps?
- Thank you.

Martita.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Miss Santos, you knew the late
Agatha Alder?

Of course, for many years.

Could you tell us what happened
on the night of her death?

I shall never forget.

It was a nightmare.

The waves were like mountains,
the wind was like the breath of Satan.

But for the good Madonna,

we should have all died.

- And Agatha Alder?
- A terrible, terrible accident.

I wept for days.

- Are you sure it was an accident?
- What else?

This letter.

So it was Señor Alder.

You mean, you suspected?

Always.

Madame was too good a sailor
to have such an accident.

Why didn't you go to the police?

Who would believe me?

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

That chilli is pretty hot, Paul.

Don't worry about me, I'm no tourist.
I was weaned on this stuff.

- You all right?
- Yes.

Listen, Paul.

I want you to check
Nina Santos thoroughly.

Find out all you can about her.

When she was married,
when she bought the Las Chalupas.

- She only works here.
- Does she?

Listen, Paul, in a restaurant this size

usually only two people handle
the cash.

The owner or his wife.

- Miss Santos, just one more question.
- But of course.

On that last trip, did Agatha Alder
have any large sums of cash?

I was only her maid.

Do you think it possible that George
Alder could have murdered his aunt?

You have madam's letter.

Señor, it is a voice from the grave.

Thank you, Miss Santos.
You've been very helpful.

Good night.

I'll drop you at the office, Paul

I've gotta get back
to Della and Sally.

Well, come on.

Della, this waiting
is driving me crazy.

How much longer
do we have to stay here?

There's not too much we can do. We'll
just have to wait till Perry gets here.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

About time.

Per--

- Miss Sally Fenner?
- Yes?

I'm Lieutenant Tragg from Homicide.

- I arrest you on suspicion of murder.
- Don't say anything.

Don't make a statement.

Save your advice for yourself,
Miss Street.

At the moment,
you're coming with us.

- What for?
- For aiding a fugitive from justice.

Let's go.

MASON: What is the charge
against Della, Mr. Burger?

BURGER:
Perry, as district attorney,

I have to regard aiding and abetting
a fugitive from justice

as a very serious offence.

Then I'm the offender.
As my secretary,

she was acting
under my specific instructions.

I suspected that much.

All right, in view of that admission
I won't take action against her.

- She can go.
- Thank you.

Wait a minute.

With regards to your own
unethical conduct,

have you anything to say?

Is protecting a client so unethical?

You were harbouring a fugitive.

You made yourself an accessory
after the fact to a murder.

May I quote
from Canon of Legal Ethics

the definition of a prosecutor's job?

Quote, "The primary duty of a lawyer
engaged in a public prosecution

is not to convict, but to see
that justice is done," unquote.

I thought you might have forgotten.

Perry, just be sure
when we get to court

that you prove you're serving the ends
of justice and not obstructing them.

All right, Miss Miller, that'll be all,
thank you.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yes? Oh, yes. Bring him in.

Mr. Burger, this is Arthur Dorian,

who found the bottle with the note
accusing Alder of murdering his aunt.

- Hello, Mr. Dorian, sit down.
- Thank you.

Mr. Dorian still has the original note.

I thought he gave that
to George Alder.

That was a copy, sir.

I deplore idle gossip. I felt it my duty
to retain the original document.

Well, that was a commendable
precaution.

I checked it through the crime lab,
this is the machine that typed it.

- Who does this machine belong to?
TRAGG: Sally Fenner.

We found it in her apartment.

Is this the weapon that was used

to batter George Alder to death,
Lieutenant Tragg?

Yes, it is, Mr. Burger.

Your Honour, I wanna enter this poker
as State's Exhibit C.

Were there any signs
of forcible entry?

- Yes.
- Would you describe them to us?

The French doors had been jimmied,
thereby giving access to the library.

- Anything else?
- Yes.

There were footprints in the flower bed
outside of a woman's shoes.

Now, I ask you if this is the cast
that was made of those footprints?

It is.

- Are these the defendant's shoes?
- They are.

We picked those up on the beach.

If it please the court,

I want to enter this cast
and these shoes as State's Exhibit D.

Now, then,

did you check the handles
of those French doors for fingerprints?

I lifted several prints from the door
handles and the immediate area.

Did you compare those prints
with those found on the cash box

- and on the murder weapon?
- Identical.

- And whose were they?
- The defendant's, Sally Fenner.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Your witness, Mr. Mason.

Lieutenant Tragg,

you, of course, are an expert
in criminal deduction?

Well, experienced, anyhow.

And you are aware
that the defendant was secretary

- to the late George Alder?
- Yes.

A secretary whose duties gave her
access to her employer's desk

and anything else in the house?

Yes.

Yet you're surprised to find that area
covered with her fingerprints?

Now, lieutenant,

are you familiar with the personal
property the defendant took with her

to the Alder house
on the night of the murder?

Of course. I found her purse
and key ring in the Alder house.

Did that key ring include the front door
key to the Alder residence?

Yes.

And with that key in her possession,
she still had to break in?

Thank you, lieutenant. That's all.

Your name is Nina Santos,
you live at 22 Ederline Avenue

and your occupation
is that of waitress?

You are correct, señor.

During January of this year, were you
employed by the late Agatha Alder?

I was.

And were you present on the yacht
Sea Witch during a storm

on or about January 28th,
off the coast of Catalina Island?

I was.

Would you tell us
what happened during that storm?

It was terrible, señor. A nightmare.

The waves were like mountains
and the wind was like a thousand--

Miss Santos, I mean,
what happened to Agatha Alder?

But I was telling you,
she was drowned.

I heard a scream and she was gone.

Did your mistress carry a large sum
of money with her during this last trip?

But, of course,
she was going to Mexico.

And she always carried large sums
of money.

- Do you know how much?
- Ten thousand dollars.

How do you happen to know this?

I was with her at the bank
just before we sailed.

Who was the first person
to enter Agatha Alder's cabin

after her disappearance?

Her secretary, Miss Sally Fenner.

When you subsequently went through
her personal belongings and effects,

- was there any money there?
- Nothing.

Thank you, Miss Santos.

Your witness, Mr. Mason.

- You are a waitress, Miss Santos?
- Yes.

What is the name of your restaurant,
the one you work in as a waitress?

- Las Chalupas.
- Who is your employer?

Isidoro Martinez.

- You live at 22 Ederline Avenue?
- Yes.

- And you are not married?
- No.

Would it surprise you, Miss Santos,

to learn that your employer,
Mr. Isidoro Martinez,

also lives at 22 Ederline Avenue?

Your Honour, I resent this attempt
to humiliate and degrade the witness.

This is not a court of morals,
Mr. Mason.

I'm not impeaching her morals,
Your Honour, only her testimony.

For the record, here is the marriage
certificate of Nina Santos

and Isidoro Martinez.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

You may continue, Mr. Mason.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Now, Mrs. Martinez,
who owns Las Chalupas restaurant?

I don't know.

Perhaps this bill of sale
will help your memory.

Isn't it true that within two weeks
after Agatha Alder died

you paid $10,000 cash as down
payment for Las Chalupas restaurant?

- Yes.
- And isn't it possible

that Agatha Alder caught you stealing
that $10,000,

and you covered your theft
by murder?

It's a lie. Señor, it's a lie.

Agatha Alder was my friend.

For 15 years, I serve her.

She was the sweetest, kindest
woman I ever know.

I tell her, I marry Isidoro,
and she gave me that money as a gift.

It is true when I said that, I lie

because I am afraid
they think I steal that money.

But kill señora, never.

As the saints are my witness.

I swear it.

Thank you, Mrs. Martinez. That's all.

If it please the court,

regardless of what happened
to that money,

there remains the fact that Agatha
Alder disappeared during that storm.

And since the defence has alleged
that she was murdered,

I would like at this time to call
Dr. Murray.

You may step down.

Call Dr. Murray to the stand.

I do.

Doctor, in your capacity as medical
examiner for the coroner's office,

did you perform an autopsy
on the body of the late Agatha Alder?

- I did.
- And what were your findings?

She was drowned in seawater.

Did you find any marks of violence
or bruises on the body?

- None.
- And would you say

that the death was caused
by an accident or a murder?

- An accident.
- Thank you, sir.

Your witness.

Dr. Murray,
is there not the distinct possibility

that had Agatha Alder been pushed
through a cabin porthole,

there still would not necessarily have
been marks or bruises upon her body?

That would be possible

if she could have been pushed
through the porthole.

Doctor,

are you aware of the fact

that the portholes
on the Sea Witch were oversized?

Yes, I am.

In fact, I was given the exact
measurements by Mr. Burger.

And?

The diameter of the porthole
is four inches smaller

than the hips
of the deceased Agatha Alder.

Thank you, Dr. Murray.
You've been very helpful. That's all.

You are Karen Alder,
the decedent's widow?

Yes.

You know the defendant,
Sally Fenner?

Yes.

What would you say was the attitude
of the defendant

- towards your husband?
- We object, Your Honour,

to hearsay evidence.

I'll rephrase the question,
counsellor.

Did the defendant ever quarrel
with your husband?

Objection. It's a leading question.

If it please the court,
this is a hostile witness

who has repeatedly avoided
the subpoena.

Due to the circumstances,
Mr. Mason, your objection is overruled.

- Continue.
- Thank you, Your Honour.

Is it not true that Sally Fenner,
in your presence,

expressed anger and contempt
for your husband?

She had a reason.

What was the reason?

She knew he murdered
Aunt Agatha.

You mean the defendant accused
her employer of murder?

KAREN:
Why not?

We all knew it was true.

A beachcomber found a note
in a bottle off Paradise Cove.

It was from Aunt Agatha,
accusing George of her murder.

And that note was her proof?

Yes.

Mrs. Alder, when you were interviewed
at my office, you said, and I quote,

"I saw the killer escape," unquote.
Is that correct?

Did I say that?

Yes, you did. We have a transcript
of the meeting.

You also said, again I quote,

"I was awakened
by a noise downstairs.

I went to my bedroom window,

I saw somebody ran out of the library
and onto the beach," unquote.

Do you wanna deny that statement?

Why should I deny it if I said it?

Well, would you then refresh
your memory

and describe the woman you saw
coming out of the library?

It wasn't a woman, Mr. Burger.

It was a man.

- What?
KAREN: A tall, lean, dark man,

dressed in jeans and a tropical shirt.

Mrs. Alder, you're under oath.

You asked the question, Mr. Burger.

I can only answer what I saw.

- You must have remarkable eyesight.
- I have.

And there was a full moon
that night.

Mrs. Alder, on the night
of the murder,

did Lieutenant Tragg
show you the body of your husband?

- He did.
- Well, why didn't you tell him then

about this killer that you've described
so perfectly for us?

I didn't remember.

Your best friend, Sally Fenner,
was wanted for murder,

but you couldn't remember?

After 20 years of marriage
to George Alder,

I drank to forget.

Most times, it was remarkably
successful.

I suggest that there's nothing wrong
with your memory or your eyesight.

What you suffer from is an
extraordinary amount of imagination.

I also suggest that who you saw
running out of that library

was your friend, Sally Fenner.

And that your testimony here
is an ingenious, but obvious perjury.

Your Honour, at this point I request
permission of the court

to defer any further examination
of this witness

so that I can secure information
which will prove perjury on her part.

Very well, I'll allow that.

You may step down, Mrs. Alder.
Proceed, Mr. Burger.

Here's the checklist of the shots
I want. You better start with the beach.

Well, how soon
do you want the prints?

I can give you exactly two hours.

I better get moving.

What happened that day,
Mr. Dorian?

That was the day I found the bottle
in the surf of Paradise Cove.

Would you describe it to the court,
please?

It was just a whisky bottle.

Anyway, there wasn't anything in it
except the note.

And what did you do
after you read the note?

I made a copy.

And you took the copy to Mr. Alder.

- Yes.
- I see.

Will the court excuse me
a moment?

Your Honour, we are now ready
to complete

our direct examination of Mrs. Alder.

Very well. Please, step down.

Mrs. Karen Alder to the stand,
please.

Also, Your Honour,
I'd like to request your indulgence

while we demonstrate
some evidence.

In your previous testimony

you stated that you saw a man run
from the library down to the beach.

Yes.

- Is that true?
- Yes.

And where were you
when you saw this occur?

In my bedroom.

May I have the blinds drawn, please.

All right, lieutenant.

Mrs. Alder, is that the front
of your house?

- Yes.
- Next slide, please.

That's the bedroom.

And is that your bedroom?

- Yes.
- Next slide.

Now, is that the beach in front
of your house?

- Yes.
- The next slide, please.

And that, Mrs. Alder,
is the only view from your bedroom.

Raise the blinds, please.
Thank you, lieutenant.

MAN:
Lights.

I submit, Mrs. Alder, that you've
committed deliberate and wilful perjury

trying to save your friend,
Sally Fenner.

That you did not and could not
have seen the beach

that night as you said you did

because the view from your bedroom
window is obstructed

as we've just shown.

Your Honour, I move to impeach
this witness

- on the grounds of deliberate perjury.
- I concur fully, Mr. Burger.

Does the defence wish
to cross-examine this witness?

We do, Your Honour.

Mrs. Alder,

the night of your husband's murder,

did you see any signs of disorder
or violence in the vicinity of the body?

The desk was ransacked,
and his papers were all over the floor.

Did it look like a burglary?

I'll object to that, Your Honour.

Defence counsel is asking
for a conclusion of the witness.

Objection sustained.

You told Mr. Burger you believed
your husband had murdered his aunt?

Yes, Mr. Mason.

And you mentioned a note
in a liquor bottle?

- I did.
- Did you see such a note?

I saw the bottle delivered
and the finder paid off.

Mr. Arthur Dorian.

Would you please tell the court
exactly how that happened?

Well, I was out of...

...supplies, and I was thirsty,

so I went to the library
for a replacement.

I heard my husband discussing
this note with the beachcomber.

That's when you saw the note
in the bottle?

The bottle was on the desk,
the note was inside it.

What happened next?

My husband took out his cash box
and paid the beachcomber.

Mrs. Alder,
do you wear eyeglasses?

No, Mr. Mason.

Can you read that notice
by the court door there?

KAREN: Yes, it says, "No smoking."
MASON: Can you read further?

KAREN: It's signed, John J. Foster.
Fire Commissioner.

Thank you, Mrs. Alder.
You do have remarkable eyesight.

Oh, uh...

Concerning the size and shape
of that liquor bottle,

can you be sure about that?

Quite sure, Mr. Mason.

It was a small, thin-necked,
square type bottle.

- May I, Mr. Burger?
- Of course.

Like this, Mrs. Alder?

I think so.

Now, in your earlier testimony,
you told the court

that you suffered
from lapses of memory.

Oh, my memory is quite clear on this,
Mr. Mason.

I saw a bottle like that
on my husband's desk.

I remember it was chipped
around the neck.

Like this?

Why, that's the bottle.

- You're certain?
- I'm positive.

That's the bottle Mr. Dorian found.

You are right, Mrs. Alder,

this is the bottle that was found
at Paradise Cove.

But Dorian testified he brought only
a copy of the note to your husband.

And at no time did he ever bring
the original note

or this bottle to your home.

But I saw it.

Yes, Mrs. Alder, you did see it.

You saw it when you were consuming
its contents.

You saw it when you wrote that note
accusing your husband of murder.

You saw it when you threw it
into the ocean at Paradise Cove.

Didn't you, Mrs. Alder?

- Well, didn't you?
- Yes.

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I hated him,
I wanted to see him dead.

At the expense of a friend?

Your friend Sally Fenner?

Oh, I didn't want Sally to be hurt,
Mr. Mason.

You must believe that.
I didn't want anything to happen to her.

You see,

she was the only one
who wasn't ashamed of me.

But George, he--

When I killed him

I had that wonderful feeling
of being free.

But it didn't last very long.

I wish I had a drink.

Oh, how I wish I had a drink.

Chilli relleno and tacos.

Enchiladas, tortillas
and a side order of chilli verde.

Señor?

Ham and eggs.

I can't understand
why he doesn't like Mexican food.

Nor I.

Well, Mrs. Martinez,
you know you are a surprising woman.

In what way, Señor Mason?

Well, here I try to brand you
as a thief and a liar,

and you repay us with hospitality
and kindness.

Anyone can make a mistake.

Besides, señor,
I'm a practical woman.

Ever since my name was in the papers,
my business is much better.

Well, you have three steady clients
from now on.

Thank you.

You know, it may be a minority opinion,
but I feel sorry for Karen Alder,

the lonely alcoholic.

She had to be drunk
when she killed her husband.

No, I think she was sober.

And with a woman like Karen,
that's far more deadly than drink.

What made you suspect her?

When Dr. Murray ruled out
Agatha Alder's death as murder,

that narrowed the suspects.

What about the beachcomber?

A blackmailer rarely kills the
golden goose, unless it stops laying.

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- Sauce, señor?
- Mm. Please.

That is a real hot number.

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