All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S02E11 - His Hour Upon the Stage (720p WEB-DL x265 ImE)_track3_[eng]

the people are represented
by two separate

yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

"Rich, handsome,
Ivy League grad..."

You been putting
that one in again?

He wants
"a devoted 20-year-old."

He should get himself
a horse.

Hey, Wilson!

Come here!

LOGAN:
It's like the Wild Wild West.

Everybody's packing now.

Hey!
Whoa!

And every joker and his
uncle's got an assault rifle.

So what's that mean,
every rookie's gotta
have a semi-automatic?

Hey, you ban
submachine guns,

I'll be happy
with my .38.

Tell it to your congressman,
will you?

The body's
really wet.

I think he
was drowned.

Oh, yeah, well, they drown them
in the Hudson,

they may pull them up
and they dump them here, see?

If he'd been drowned
in the Hudson,

he'd have dissolved.

Yeah, well, they soaked him
in something.

Everything makes sense.

Shot, then drowned.

Male, 35 to 40.

Shot with a .22.

One in the chest--
went right through--

two to the right side
of the head.

Afraid they'd miss
the brain, huh?

Ripe one.

Breathe through
your mouth.

Slugs went
to ballistics.

Did you get a label
for the tux?

Yeah. Tailor-made.

Sugarman, Fifth Avenue.

Prints?
Sent them out,

but wouldn't count on them.

The body
was a Popsicle.

Ice crystals in his organs.

He was frozen.

Frozen?

How long?

That party he was dressed for?

I'd say he was on his way
four or five years ago.

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Five years and they got nothing?

Skinny guys, yeah.

Big guys--
Missing Persons has zip.

The tailor who made the tux
is dead, has no records.

LOGAN:
not homeless...

no one cared
enough to miss him?

Somebody
cared enough

to freeze him.

15th street,
meat packing district--

meat freezer?

They don't freeze meat.

It goes out fresh to stores
and restaurants.

Ten-block radius
of that Dumpster--

let's do all
the restaurants.

After five years, what are we
even looking for?

Well, how about something
that might place the body there?

You got a better idea?

And if we don't
find anything?

We do the next ten blocks.

Cerreta:
one more restaurant freezer,

I'm never eating out again.

Now, this place, they kiss
each other on both cheeks.

You need a gun
to make a reservation.

I got the gun;
I don't do cheeks.

Yo! Yo!

You mind if I take a look,
do you?

Yeah, okay, but
the condenser's busted.

It's gotta be replaced.

You know, this really
ain't a good time.

Is that right?
it going to be

we have to get a warrant?

I know what
you guys are looking at.

You want the health inspectors
to throw my food away, right?

Take it easy.

Tell him to get out of there.

My orange juice
is going to go bad.

Yeah, laugh.

It's funny, huh?

You guys don't know
when to let up.

You always make
your orange juice

wearing a tux?

The man's in
the restaurant business.

He doesn't stow bodies.

You know, the Forcelli family
disposes of more bodies
than fettuccini.

A stiff turns up
in your freezer

and you don't
know anything about it?

Cerreta:
Your father ran numbers.

Your uncle is under indictment
for racketeering. I'm not...

I got an I.D.
pn the prints.

A Mr. Joshua Foster,
Broadway producer.

File's coming
from midtown south.

Oh, that's great.

Why the hell didn't Missing
Persons have something on him?

Why does it always rain
on my birthday?

Somebody screwed up.

Don't take it out on me.

What about this guy?

Well, he can't be
too high

on the Forcelli
family ladder.

No felonies.

What are you pushing
me around for?

Mario...

do you have any pals
on Broadway?

Yeah, the counter man
at the deli on West 47th Street.

Yo, what is this crap?

I'm in Curacao
working on my tan.

I come back, they find a stiff
in my freezer.

I freaked out
a little bit, okay?

Disposing of a body?

That's obstruction
and accessory to murder.

What's wrong with you guys?

I called around.

"Anybody hit last week?
What's in my fridge?"

Wait a minute.
He's going
to whack someone,

he'd stick him
in his own freezer?

Let me tell you guys something
for the last time, okay?

This ain't ours.

We didn't whack this guy.

We want
your employee records

for the last five years.

And then maybe we won't hit you
with obstruction.

Do you understand me?

Wash your hands of this.

Well, thank you,
thank you very much.

( slams phone down )

You break it,
you pay for it.

This is an investigation?

You have three detectives
on here.

They were all sleeping,
I guarantee you.

Mario's busboys and waiters,

most of them don't have records.

No guns, no homicides.

All right,
let's start with the sister.

She's the one
who reported him missing.

Yeah, she's
a high school teacher.

Maybe she's with
the Forcelli mob.
Good.

What side of the bed
did he get up on?

The side with
five-year-old cases

you're not going to break.

I always expected
a phone call.

"We found your brother."

Hmm, you thought somebody
had killed him.

No. I mean,
before he disappeared.

I always thought they'd say
he was in a gutter

on the bowery.

What, a big Broadway producer?

He was only successful
after he died.

After Bleak house.

Josh did three.
But before that,

They all ran for a total
of 11 nights.

Sometimes I even had
to pay his rent.

He was a failure.

get a date
He couldn't even

in high school.

I mean, he was finally normal.

He had this big show,
he was in love.

Who was he in love with?

Who else? An actress.

Leslie Hart.

Without Joshua,
I don't know where I'd be.

I, uh... wasn't much
of an actress.

He told me
I could be a producer.

That was his way--

fixing everybody's life.

Did he have debts-- Mr. Foster?

Did he gamble?

He gambled on the theater...

and me.

The play Bleak House.

Well, a friend of mine wrote it.
We were kids.

He just waved his magic wand...

"Close your eyes, wish...

I'll make it happen."

Did he seem at all preoccupied
to you-- worried?

About the show?

Wedding?

"Could we do it
after the opening?"

Crazy things.

"Should we serve shrimp
or lobster?"

In the first investigation,

you told the police
that you weren't concerned

that he didn't come
to rehearsals.

Or the projects, meetings...

It wasn't unusual.

Did Mr. Foster have connections
to organized crime?

You mean the Mafia?

Yeah.

Joshua hardly had any friends.

How about his partner...

Mr. Wallace?

Gary would know.

MAN:
Five, six, seven, eight..

One, two, three, four...

Hey, where's your attitude,
folks?

Come on.
Take it again.

Alan...

uh, ten minutes?

Okay. Take ten, guys.

Well, like I told the police
five years ago, I'll, uh...

hardly knew him.

You invested with a man
you hardly knew?

Detective, I have people--
doctors, dentists--

they like owning
a part of the
Broadway musical.

Me? I wouldn't invest money
in the second coming.

The day before his sister
reported him missing,

did you happen to talk
to Foster?

Five years?

It's hard to remember.

Well, you told the police,
quote:

"My driver left me
at the theater.

I expected Mr. Foster,
but he never arrived."

if that's what I said,
I'm sure it's true.

Your partner disappears.

It seems like you might remember

when you last talked
to him.

Either you're not very subtle,
or I'm paranoid.

Am I a suspect?

I'm just testing your memory.

He brought me a property,

I produced it.

I had no reason
to, uh, hurt him.

So he hardly knew
Mr. Foster, huh?

Oh, sure,
that makes sense--

didn't know him,
couldn't kill him, right?

What about the girlfriend?
How old is she?

29. So?

Five years ago
she's 24, he's 39.

Yeah, well, May-December romance
is not exactly unheard of.

Yeah, but December usually
comes with Santa Claus.

Mm-hmm.

Look, Foster
didn't have a dime.

He's poor,
she's beautiful.

She's an actress--

she's got guys
hanging all around her.

She's going to fall
for Mr. Big dreams?

This Miss Hart

and this partner
who doesn't know him,

if those are
his friends, well...

Where you going?

Jimmy, Phil.

Pull some yellow sheets
for me, will you?

You're buying this?

Wallace and Foster
were partners,

but they were strangers?

Then there's
the girlfriend.

Foster's sister tells us

he couldn't get a date
at the senior prom.

This actress latches on,
and he disappears.

Fellas,
I'm not arguing with you

but a motive would be nice.

I wouldn't trust either
one of them with my laundry.

Oh, great.
Absence of trust--
that will get you

an arrest.

No, but this might.

"Hart, Leslie:

soliciting
for prostitution."

She was 22.
No time.

Year later, criminal
possession: coke.

Pled down to
a misdemeanor.

Sweet, innocent kid.

Okay, it's a start.

The writer of this show--
Hyland,

he went to college with her.

Try stimulating
his memory.

Barbra Streisand...

Hey, Neil Sedaka
would have been okay.

I just wanted
to sell a song.

Did, uh... did Foster miss
a lot of these rehearsals?

A new third act-- I was
surprised he didn't come.

Well, now, Mr. Hyland, you told
the police five years ago

that you weren't surprised.

So, I mean,
you know, which is it?

CERETTA:
Your old college friend,
Leslie Hart--

did she
seem worried?

Uh... I suppose so.

Suppose?
You didn't ask her?

You write songs,
make up lyrics.

Try writing a melody called
"Accessory After The Fact."

That week we were supposed
to rebuild some sets.

They didn't do it.

Josh said they
were running out of money.

The day he disappeared,
did you talk to him?

Look, I didn't want
to accuse anybody.

The show-- if it didn't happen,
I would have been nowhere.

If you withhold evidence,
you're going to be somewhere

and not this nice.

Gary and Josh
were seeing new investors.

Josh said he'd be at rehearsal
that night with good news.

He never came to the theater.

So, did Wallace come up
with the good news?

Gary came late.

He looked sick.

Said it was bad seafood.

Said he never saw Josh,
didn't know where he was.

You believed him?

I made mistakes.

I was young.

You make a right turn from the
left lane, that's a mistake.

Prostitution and drug dealing?

I was broke.

It was an escort service,
not sex for money.

No. Drugs for money.

CERRETA:
Can we tie
something down here?

The night
Mr. Foster disappeared...

I told him, all of it--

the drugs, everything.

You were at rehearsal?

I... guess.

Five years ago.

I've lived a lifetime
since then.

Mr. Wallace
was with you
that night?

Um... he probably
would have been.

He wasn't out with Mr. Foster,
looking for investors?

Your production--
we heard

they were cracking open
piggy banks for it.

They were running out of money.

Well, Josh and Gary
never told me.

I... Maybe...

I know that week

he was seeing a woman
named Marilee Katz.

She books
charity parties.

They were running out of money.

Why do you think
they came to me?

You don't look like a banker.

Theater charity parties,
Detective.

You don't need a banker.

I take your show
to the United Way

for their annual benefit,
they fill your entire theater.

Did you sell tickets

for Bleak House?

Do I look like I'm crazy?

I don't book a show if I don't
think it's gonna open.

I mean, everybody knew that

that show was in financial
trouble.

The night you talked
to Wallace,

you want to open your
diary now and tell us

when he was here?

The I.R.S.--
they tell you seven years.

After two field audits,
I keep my diaries forever.

Gary Wallace, he produced more
dogs than a mongrel in heat.

Do you really think
that Gary could have done...?

I mean,
whoever killed Josh Foster,

it wouldn't have been
somebody like Gary.

The time he was here,
please. Thank you.

Sorry.

I saw him 6:00 p.m..

Had a dinner reservation--

Denovi's in the Village,
8:00 p.m..

He had to be out of here
by 7:00.

7:00 to 9:00, Wallace could
have been anywhere.

It doesn't nail him.

What else have we got?

We don't know
where Wallace was.

We don't know
where Hart was.

The original
investigation?

That could have been in Swedish
for all it tells us.

Too many young detectives.

Gentlemen, now for me,
if I was gonna get shot,

I'd like to be wearing a tux.

You'd hit all the big parties,
would you?

For this kind of occasion,
I'd rent.

The blood splatter,
see how it's pulled?

He was sitting down.

On what?

Something soft.

I'd say a cushion, sofa...

Could have been a bed.

How about a car seat?

Possible.

Maybe.

Young detectives.

Again?

We love the theater.

That rehearsal, the one
that Mr. Foster missed--

you were there all night?

You remember where you
were five years ago?

Yeah-- I remember that
I wasn't in business

with a man who disappeared.

Look, you said you were driven
to the theater, right?

So? It's a crime
to ride in limousines?

You use a service?
Your own car?

I had a driver.

Still got him?

I fired him.

He used to leave a shot
of bourbon on the dashboard.

It made me nervous.

You remember his name?

Yeah,
it was Danner.

Lloyd Danner.

I hired him
from some service.

He worked for me
maybe six months.

And do I remember
anything else about him? No.

Danner, Lloyd:

Dannemora, five to 15,
criminal possession two.

A knife fight--
died in the yard.

That's convenient.

Mr. Wallace remembers his driver
who just happens to be dead.

The cellmate, Paul.

It's our only shot.

Cons talk to cellmates.

Let's offer the cellmate a deal.

Uh... Pollard.
Major narcotics.

Judge McKay says he should stay
in his cell till he rots.
Come on.

We don't cut this guy a deal,
there's no use talking to him.

This crime
is five years old, Paul.

McKay says if it's
absolutely necessary.

I'll drive.

Good.

Okay, so you spent a year
in a cell with Danner

and you
might remember.

Lloyd had his fingers
in a lot of pies.

What flavor you want?

I saw the papers.
Body in a Dumpster?

You can read; that
gets you a diploma,
not a deal.

How about a frozen pie?

Newspapers say anything
about a freezer?

I got two years yet.

I want to be out
by my wedding anniversary.

That's next week.

If you have
the right information,

your sentence might get reduced
to time served.

Write me a ticket.

Oh, ho-ho-hold.

Before anything
gets written on paper,

you tell us
about that freezer.

Paid hit.

Lloyd kept calling him
"the frozen fat man."

Paid by who?

How did they
get rid of the body?

Lloyd's brother-in-law.

Stuck it in a freezer.

Gabe Hunt.

Sound familiar?

Gabriel Hunt--
works at Mario's.

The dishwasher.

Yeah, Mario's.

Where's my ticket?

MAN:
Come on, crap from some con
you made a deal with.

Mr. Hunt worked
at the restaurant.

With 20 other people.

You never know what
a grand jury's going to do.

Hindering prosecution,
third degree.

No, no. The D.A.
says hindering two,

and the deal dies
if it turns out

Mr. Hunt held back.

Lloyd calls me and meets me
at the restaurant,

a stiff in the backseat...

why he got dead, I don't know.

You pry open that bench
in the freezer?

Lloyd had to ditch the guy
quick.

You know, figured we'd go back.

Two days later, Mario fires me.

I figured, "What the hell?
Who will find him?"

Must have done wonders
for the car upholstery.

We cleaned it up,

took it back to the dealer.

Come up with a name.

Big place, 12th Avenue.

Eisenstein.

Mr. Gary Wallace,
leasing here for years.

Always Cadillacs?

Cadillacs-- that's
the United States of America.

Like Columbus.

Columbus was Italian.

Cadillac was French.

Five years ago, October,

Mr. Wallace returned a car,
and we sold it.

Yes, I have the owner.

I know the law.

Why you have to dismantle
my car, constable?

Answer me that, no!

I'm sorry, Mr. Rowley.

At the moment this car
is a crime scene, not a car.

Lot of customers
won't travel gypsy cab.

She's not a luxury model.

She take my entire savings.

I know that.

The slugs from the body
match the slug from the car.

Dried blood inside the seat.

It's too old for DNA,
but it's a match

on Foster's antigens,
proteins and enzymes.

85% is the same.

Inside the seat,
wool from the tuxedo

and it's
a perfect match.

And no motive.

Come on, Paul, this case
is five years old.

We make an arrest,
maybe we shake a motive loose.

If Foster wasn't killed
in Wallace's car,

somebody in the same tux
with the same gun was.

You can't put Wallace
in the car.

Hey, his alibi stinks.

I don't know.

It doesn't shake out,
we'll look imprudent.

If we don't arrest,
we're gonna look worse.

If that driver starts
talking about his car,

somebody's gonna
add it up.

Call Rikers.
Get Mr. Wallace a cell.

Have we got a clerk here?

Is he on break, or what?

The People v. Gary Wallace.

The charge is murder,
second degree.

Is the defendant ready
to enter a plea?

Your Honor, if it
pleases the court...

Mr. Cobb,
you couldn't please this court

if you danced an Irish jig
on your fingertips.

Can we get a plea?

Not guilty.

Somebody talk to me about bail.

Your Honor,
a five-year-old crime...

My client is
a respected businessman.

Whose car was used
in the crime, Counselor.

Mr. Robinette?

The people request 200,000,
Your Honor.

All cash.

Mr. Robinette,

do you know me to be vindictive?

Bond will be fine. 300,000.

Where's my clerk?

Five years
and a slug in a car seat.

That's a murder case?

It's grounds for an indictment.

One plus one equals zero.

No motive plus no witness
equals no case.

Josh Foster was my friend.

Friend?

You told the detectives
you barely knew him.

Get an indictment.

I'll have it dismissed
before it's typed.

( sighs )

He's not going
to give us a motive.

Somebody had to have
a motive.

Leslie Hart lied to the cops,
and she has a record.

Joshua was so innocent,

you wanted to make sure he wore
his overcoat in the winter.

He didn't wear it
when he was shot.

I didn't see him that night.

And Mr. Wallace?

Gary wouldn't
kill Josh.

It was that, uh... driver,
what's his name?

He was, like,
out of a gangster movie.

You know about gangsters?
Drug-dealing gangsters?

I dealt drugs
because I was poor.

The night Mr. Foster
disappeared,

you told police
that you were in rehearsal.

We can't find anyone
who saw you before 9:00.

This Lloyd...
whatever his name is...

he killed
the man I was going to marry

and I didn't come here
to be accused.

You should have held off
on the arrest, my friend.

Getting us where?

The case was high-profile
before we touched it.

You have an old crime.

You have no motive.

What do you mean, no motive?

A lot of money floating around
before Foster died.

I go looking for motives,

I find the old standbys--
ambition and greed.

Yeah, well, unfortunately,

you'll need something a little
more specific for a jury.

You know, I had a call this
morning from Bart Sharman,

Producer's Alliance.

He says that Wallace
isn't respected,

but nobody thinks
he's a murderer.

What is this,
a trial-by-popularity poll?

I don't know who gave the order,

but Hart and Wallace were there.

One of them ordered
that driver to kill Foster.

I'd bet my shoes on it.

Hart may be
a candidate,

but the hit man
was Wallace's chauffeur.

What kind of record did he have?

His yellow sheet
started in the womb.

Does somebody want to tell me

how an ex-con keeps
a chauffeur's license?

Thanks.

Six months
before Foster disappeared,

the driver had a hearing--
Taxi/Limousine Licensing Board.

He lost his license.

And got it back.

Character testimony.

Gary Wallace?

And Leslie Hart.

God bless her, she kept calling
him "what's his name."

Couldn't remember him
but testified for him.

Third character witness:

Hyland, the songwriter.

Well, Hart and Wallace,
we'll never break them,

but Hyland,
we may have a shot.

Leslie asked me to do it.

Danner seemed perfectly nice.

A violent ex-con?

Manners out of Amy Vanderbilt,
I'm sure.

I didn't know about his record.

It was a character hearing,
not a meeting of his fan club.

You have to understand,

Leslie...

she's... persuasive.

What did she
persuade Foster of?

I will call you as a witness.

I'll ask you, "Why did you
testify for Danner?"

If I find one iota of evidence,

you'll find yourself indicted
as a co-conspirator.

The afternoon
before Josh disappeared,

he asked me if Leslie
was cheating on him

with Gary Wallace.

Wearing tuxedos
all the time,

hanging on Leslie,
he was so pathetic.

He said if Leslie was using him,
he wouldn't go through with it.

Go through with what?

He wouldn't raise more money.

He'd let the show die.

She cheats on him, and he's
ready to toss away $7 million?

All I know is,
they're out of money,

Josh disappears,
and then everything's fine.

Foster disappeared,
and the problems went with him.

If we can find out
where Hart and Wallace
got the money,

we may have a motive.

Ben and I've checked
the bank records--

Hart, Foster, Wallace,
the partnership.

Which partnership?

The musical--
the general partners.

Find out if there's
a separate account

for the limited partners,
Foster and Wallace.

Two checks,
$500,000 each

from different
holding companies

deposited to
the partnership account

in Hart's name two days
after Foster disappeared.

Who controls the companies?

Cocaine dealer
named Ketchum.

Now he's into heroin.

Cocaine... Ketchum...

Leslie Hart's drug bust
eight years ago.

Ketchum was busted
with her.

The money she invested
in the show-- $1 million--

he did a deal
with her, right?

He's done well
for himself.

Townhouse on East 83rd.

Guess who else he was
in business with.

The dead chauffeur--

Danner.

Let's find out
who his lawyer is.

This is a discussion
of his finances?

Your client
has the wrong friends.

Josh Foster's murder?

Oh, please.

Mr. Ketchum was
in the drug business

with the hit man.

I didn't serve a day.

Neither did
Mr. Foster's girlfriend.

ROBINETTTE:
Leslie?

I lent her some money.

There's no record
she paid you back.

I'm generous.

What have you got?

Loose threads.

Which we'll turn into a rope
to hang your client.

The Bleak House money,
your client's checks,

the money was invested
in Leslie Hart's name.

That's a title 18 felony.

You have nothing--
lending money isn't a crime.

Neither is having
the wrong friends.

Next time you want to make
my life unpleasant,

do it over the phone.

I said title 18 felony--
he didn't blink.

Why's that?
That's what
I asked myself.

A clear securities
violation.

He's not worried?

There's only
one answer.

Bigger problems
on his mind.

He's already under
federal indictment.

Racketeering, drugs,
extortion.

He gets convicted of that,
he's up for 30 years.

If I'm about to hear
what I think...

Call the U.S.
Attorney's office,
Herb McCann.

Forget it.
They're not doing us any favors.

Adam, please, this woman
uses people like Kleenex.

I don't want her
to walk.

Get McCann
to help us.

Oh, I tell you...

McCANN:
Elliot Ketchum?

He gets a deal
over my dead body.

We have a dead body,
with three holes in it.

Ten months. 2,000 man-hours
into Mr. Ketchum.

I make a deal with him,
my staff guys will revolt.

I have
a five-year-old case,

doesn't break without him.

What's in it for me?

One less defendant to convict.

You want to use Mr. Ketchum,
here's the plea:

he testifies against
his co-conspirators--

three federal counts,
three years on each count.

Nine years?

What are you, his lawyer?

I'm not bargaining here.
Nine years.

Ketchum will never go for that.

Yeah, that's your problem.

You want to make a deal?

I'll testify for you.

The Feds drop everything.

Where are you planning
to retire, Mr. Ketchum?

I'm too young to think about it.

Think about Kansas.

The Feds add title 18
to your indictment,

your golden years
will be in Leavenworth.

Suppose the Feds
will take a plea.

Suppose you already
talked to them.

Suppose I did.

You testify against
your co-conspirators,

three counts,
six years each count.

Eighteen years?

Mr. Ketchum will take
his chances at trial.

You want to get back to us...?

STONE:
Make an offer.

You give us immunity
on this case

on the three federal counts,
three years each.

Nine years total.

Nine years?

It's hard to imagine

the U.S. Attorney
will settle for that.

Well, it's hard to imagine
my client will help you

if they don't.

Make your call.

How long should
this imaginary call take?

Let 'em stew.

Ten, 15 minutes
should do the trick.

Nine years.

You cooperate, it's a done deal.

Lloyd Danner calls me,

says Leslie wants
to move 70-80 pounds of coke.

She tell you why?

She wants to buy into this show.

Get this fat man Foster
off her back.

Says if she owns
a piece of it,

she can get rid of him.

Call Cerreta and Logan.

You know, there's
a lesson in this.

Never fall in love
with an actress.

Rex Harrison said it.

They never stop acting.

Miss Hart?

Leslie Hart,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Joshua Foster.

Is this some kind of a joke?

A sketch
for your new show.

Will you put
some cuffs on her
and get her in the car?

Hands behind
your back,
please.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.

we sold some drugs together.

Now, on this occasion,
five years ago,

when Miss Hart asked you
to purchase cocaine,

did she tell you why?

Objection. Calls for hearsay.

Overruled.

Utterance in furtherance

of the conspiracy.

JUDGE:
Mr. Ketchum?

KETCHAM:
some people had fronted her
some coke.

She wanted some of her own money
in the show,

Otherwise, she'd have
to marry this fat slob
to get anything.

When the narcotics
were delivered,

did Mr. Foster say anything
to you?

KETCHAM:
He was nervous, shaking.

I think, "This jerk doesn't know
cocaine from shoe polish."

He's watching Leslie unload the
trunk, and he says real loud,

"She's beautiful, isn't she?

"But if she did anything
to hurt me,

I'd call the cops on her."

Did Miss Hart hear what he said?

She heard, and she
didn't like it at all.

Mr. Ketcham,
did you recommend

that Miss Hart hire
Mr. Danner as a driver?

She wanted muscle.

She said you never knew
it might come in handy.

Thank you.
No further questions.

Who paid Mr. Danner's salary?

As far as I know, uh...
Wallace.

HANLEY:
So Miss Hart
never hired him?

No, not really. No.

Mr. Ketchum,
this federal indictment--

in your plea bargain,

you agreed to how many years
in prison?

Nine years.

What was the maximum sentence?

30 years, give or take.

You saved yourself 21 years.

Is that an inducement
to tell the truth?

Objection!

Withdrawn.

I have no questions
with this witness.

Have you ever seen the defendant
Gary Wallace before today?

About a year ago.

The visitor's room in Dannemora.

He came to see Lloyd.

What was Mr. Danner's mood
after the visit?

POLLARD:
Lloyd went nuts.

He said they knew
he was up for parole

and they were talking about
that he'd better watch his back

and not talk about the fat man
if he got out.

Thank you.
No further questions.

Mr. Pollard, what crime did you
commit that put you behind bars?

Dope dealing.

Is that all?

Was there an assault conviction

for beating up
a 56-year-old woman?

That was my sister-in-law.

Well, that certainly
makes it acceptable.

No further questions.

I waited for Josh
to show up.

He said that they'd be there
with a new investor.

STONE:
At this rehearsal,

were either Mr. Wallace
or Miss Hart present?

Mr. Wallace, he said that
he would be there about 8:00.

He got there about 9:30,
and Leslie showed up

half an hour later.

Now, this conversation
with Mr. Foster--

when you told him that
Mr. Wallace and Miss Hart

were not romantically involved,

did he say anything?

He said he thought
I was lying.

Thank you.

Mr. Hyland, were you ever
romantically involved

with Leslie Hart?

We... um...

briefly, in college.

HANLEY:
Did you ask Miss Hart
to marry you?

Yes, I did, but...

Were you jealous
of her other relationships?

Did you speak
of your jealousy

in front of other people?

Are you testifying today
out of anger?

No, I... no, no, no...

I... I was over her.

Thank you. No more questions.

SCHIFF:
A spurned lover.

Wonderful.

He didn't tell us.

And two dope dealers--
better.

This isn't the style page
of the New York Times, Adam.

Scummy case,
you get scummy witnesses.

Right.

What if I offer Hart man two?

Offer whatever you want.

Dinner in the Rainbow Room,
round-trip ticket to Paris.

If I were her,
I'd wait for the jury.

Hart rolls,
Wallace takes aplea,

we all go home.

Yeah, maybe not.

If you don't put Wallace or Hart

next to the gun,

forget a conviction.

Conspiracy two.

She testifies Wallace
paid the driver to kill Foster.

Miss Hart,
I must be dumb.

You dealt the drugs

you got the money,
but Wallace gave the order?

It was Gary's idea.

I loved Josh.

I was a kid,
for God's sake.

You love him,
but you didn't call the police.

I was afraid they'd kill me,
too.

Danner was afraid
you'd kill him.

You're afraid
he'd kill you.

I think you're confusing
fear with greed.

Manslaughter one.

Mr. Wallace smells bad
to that jury, not my client.

Conspiracy one.

Maybe Wallace
has a better story.

Whose story
the jury going to believe?

Mine.

One ex-con, okay?

I underestimated
how bad two would look.

Hyland didn't help.

"I loved Josh."

"I was just a kid."

She's a better actress than
she gives herself credit for.

Without someone
who saw Wallace or Hart

in the car
with the body...

We could call a medium.

The driver can testify
from the grave.

Maybe he can.

Danner was paid for the hit.

His brother-in-law
put Foster in a freezer.

So?

Brother-in-law Hunt.

Doesn't he ask
for a piece of the action?

If Hunt was paid
and lied to us...

You think he's stupid enough

to leave a trail?

An intellectual giant he's not.

This man cooperated.

We had a deal.

If you tell the truth.
You never told us
they paid you.

How do you know?

Shut up.

Mr. Hunt...

you knew about the hit
in advance--

that makes you
an accessory
to murder.

Paul?

Two days
after Foster disappeared,

Mr. Hunt deposited $10,000
in his checking account.

Lucky at Belmont?

HEALY:
You can't prove where
that ten grand came from.

If I have to find everyone
he so much has had coffee with

in the past five years,
I will

and I won't be in the mood
to take a plea.

I wasn't there
when they killed him.

That's enough.

Accessory to man two.

He enters the plea
after he testifies.

You could get the testimony
and change the plea.

You have to trust me
on this one.

Lloyd and me put the body
in a Dumpster in the alley.

What did you tell
Mr. Danner?

I said, "Come back 2:00
in the morning."

We'll stow it in the freezer."

Was anyone else in the car?

Well, this guy came out,
didn't say anything

ran and flagged a cab.

Is that man in
the courtroom today?

He's sitting over there.

Let the record show

that the witness is pointing
at the defendant, Mr. Wallace.

Let the record so indicate.

Thank you.

Mr. Hunt, have you pled guilty
to a felony in exchange

for lenient treatment
and your testimony today?

No.

Wait a minute.

I have the record.

Your Honor, may we approach?

A copy of the plea
as entered.

Vacated yesterday.

And you have
a new one
in place?

No, I don't.

Are you going to let him
get away with this?

With what, Mr. Cobb?

If there is no guilty plea
in place,

the witness answered truthfully.

No further questions.

Mr. Hunt, you testified

you saw Mr. Wallace
leave the alley.

Did you also see Leslie Hart?

No.

Have you ever seen her
before today?

No.

Thank you.
No more questions.

It's a good story.

That's the truth.

Criminally negligent homicide,
six months.

STONE:
Negligent?

He left a loaded gun

that went off by itself?

Manslaughter one, six years.

Manslaughter two,
two years.

Mr. Wallace,
you knew she killed him.

You did nothing.

Accessory to man one--
still six years.

Take it or leave it.

That lunatic bitch.

I should never
have gotten in the car.

WALLACE:
Well, we left the drugs

and started driving back
to the theater.

STONE:
And then what happened?

WALLACE:
And Josh looked at me
and Leslie.

He said, uh...

"You two think I'm stupid."

And he...
called Leslie a whore

and said he was going
to call the cops

and tell them he knew
where the...

where the money came from.

And how did Miss Hart respond?

She told Lloyd to stop the car.

And what did
Mr. Foster do?

Tried to get out.

Lloyd locked the door
from the front

and Leslie said, uh...

"Do it now."

And Lloyd shot him
in the chest.

Once?

Well, Leslie said,

"He's still breathing.

Shoot him again."

And Lloyd...

bent over,
shot him in the head...

twice.

I begged Gary not to do it.

He told me if I said anything,

he'd have me killed, too.

Did you tell Lloyd Danner
to kill Joshua Foster?

No. No, I didn't.

I was in love with him.

No more questions.

Miss Hart...

you testified
that you didn't know

Mr. Wallace's driver well.

Is that correct?

That is correct.

That you had no personal
relationship with him?

He was Gary's driver, not mine.

No further questions.

Anything more, counselor?

No redirect.

The defense rests, Your Honor.

Permission to call
a rebuttal witness, Your Honor?

The Taxi and Limousine
Licensing Board

always holds a hearing.

If you're convicted of a felony

you can't keep
a vehicle-for-hire license.

Miss Radley,
did you secure a recording

of Mr. Danner's hearing
for the district attorney?

Yes, I did.

Your Honor,
People's exhibit #31.

Permission to play the tape?

Objection.

Sidebar, please.

The prosecution
held that tape back.

We asked for all such records
under discovery.

We never had any of them
in our possession.

We made no copies
of the transcript
or the recording.

He's right, Miss Hanley.

This is a badly drafted
discovery motion.

Overruled.

You may play the tape.

LESLIE ( on tape ):
I've known Mr. Danner
for more than a year.

He's a close friend.

RADLEY:
Do you wish to make a statement
concerning his character?

LESLIE:
Despite his record,

I believe Lloyd to be reliable
and conscientious.

I'd trust him with my life.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Mm-hmm. Thank you.

Leslie Hart's
filing an appeal

based on the withheld tape.

She'll lose.

Three lovers,
none of whom she loved.

And they didn't
even exist for her.

No one's real to her.

We're all actors in her play.

Foster didn't die.

He just left the stage.

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