All language subtitles for Matlock s06e21e22 The Assassination Part

um

Cold. That's how it was.

Cold and wet.

You know, why anybody would want to be
president and live in Washington, D .C.

for four years is beyond me.

And they say it's a cross between a
liberal and a conservative. I heard

calling me a libra -con. A libra -con?

How do you spell loser?

Yeah. Listen, I'll see you Tuesday.

Oh, that'll be fine. All right.

I'll see you then.

The police chief's on line one. The town
engineer, Lorne Brinkman, he's on two.

And there's a John Smith on three. He
says he's returning your call.

Well, tell the chief and Mr. Brinkman
I'll be right with him.

Mr.

Mayor.

When did you get back in town?

Just now.

Got anything?

Yeah, but not much.

You know the Shunley Cafe at 8th and Lee
in Atlanta?

Yeah. Meet me there tomorrow afternoon
at 3 o 'clock.

But I don't have any proof.

Well, let's talk anyway.

I'm telling you, Dwight, that's the
mayor of Willow Springs.

I saw his picture in the paper. He just
got back from Washington.

Isn't it wonderful, honey?

He's just like plain folks, and I like
that.

Dwight, get your camera.

Oh, Mona.

Honey, come on.

Okay.

He was caught right there at the scene,
Arthur. His rifle, his bullets, his

fingerprints. Hell, he even confessed.

What more do you want? The man who paid
him to pull the trigger. That's what I

want. Somebody paid him 25 grand like he
claims. What happened to it? It wasn't

in his car. It wasn't in his apartment.

It wasn't in his bank. I think somebody
stole it back from him. I think

somebody's trying to make it look like
this man acted alone when in fact it was

a conspiracy.

Damn it, Arthur.

This commission was convened three weeks
ago. We've all assembled in this room.

four hours a day, five days a week. We
brought in Detective Bob Brooks from the

Atlanta PD to conduct an independent
investigation.

We've all heard the same testimony.
We've gone over the same evidence.

You, me, the police chief there,
Director of St. Luke's Hospital, the

the League of American Voters. We all
know this. Then why are you the only one

who believes this cockamamie conspiracy
thing? Yes, I do. Jay Reynolds was a

disgruntled ex -city employee who
believed it was the mayor's fault he was

fired. First he sent him letters, then
he shot him.

We found the typewriter he used right
there in his room. How did he know that

the mayor was going to be at the Shunley
Cafe that day? He was stalking him.

We've established that it would have
taken Jay Reynolds at least two minutes

get up to the roof to assemble that
rifle. Yes, Arthur, but you can't deny

Well, why is it then that everyone who
was at the cafe that day says the mayor

was there for less than one minute?
Arthur. No, wait a minute. But if

had tipped off Jay Reynolds, which is
what the man contends, he would have

up there waiting.

Maybe everybody in that cafe was just
plain wrong.

Maybe Jay Reynolds overheard the mayor
telling somebody where he was going.

Maybe a hundred other things. Why are
you so eager to believe the rantings and

ravings of a confessed killer?

Because I am not sure, Leo, that justice
is being served. That's why.

My client's in Denver.

He went there on an emergency and got
snowed in.

This is the third time in eight days,
no? He went there on business.

What's he to do, Your Honor?

We'd like another continuance.

No.

Excuse me?

I'm not going to grant your continuance
and I'm going to charge your client with

failure to appear and I'm going to issue
a no bail bench warrant for his arrest

so that the next time he shows his face
in this jurisdiction, he will be

arrested and incarcerated and his trial
will begin forthwith. Thank you. You

can't do that. I know this is just
Willis Springs, Mr. Matlock, but I

that you don't tell me what I can and
cannot do.

I'm not in the mood.

That is the dumbest, most pig -headed
ruling I ever heard of. Call me pig

-headed and dumb. That's what I called
your ruling. Bailiff, I hope you don't

have a lot of plans for tonight because
you, sir, are going to be invited to a

slumber. Oh, no, Judge. Give me a break.
Give me a break. I got somebody coming

down that I haven't seen in a long time.
Pig -headed and dumb, huh? Yeah, yeah,

yeah. No, pig -headed. Pig -headed,
dumb.

Pig -dumb -headed. Pig -headed. Get your
dog out of my arms.

I was hoping to surprise you.

It's been a rotten day.

You want to talk about it?

No,

I think I'd rather do this.

Judge Eller?

Yeah? Sir, we have a warrant for your
arrest.

What charge?

Attempted sexual assault.

I'm sorry, sir. Step outside, please.

Hi, Dad.

Hi.

You know, this could get me on Donahue.

That's not funny, Leanne.

Doing a hard time in the big house has
just ruined your sense of humor.

Which says you call a jackass this time?

I didn't exactly call him a jackass. I
just... Lost your temper.

Well, he is a jackass.

I don't want to get in. You shouldn't
call him a jackass. I didn't.

I bet you've spent more time in jail for
contempt than most of your clients have

for murder.

Why'd you let her in here? I used to
work here, Dad. Some people still know

And they were happy to see me.

Well...

And I'm happy to be here.

Dad.

Wow.

You look great.

Healthy.

You too.

How's your husband?

Busy, and I'm not, so I thought I'd come
home for a few days and visit you.

That's good.

Really good?

Yeah, yeah.

I'll get out tomorrow at 8, and I'll
take you to Brennan's for breakfast.

have corn cakes and sausage and stuff.

I'll pick you up at eight.

Keep an eye on him, Frank.

He looks dangerous.

What's this all about?

It's a party to welcome you home from
jail.

And to meet you.

How are you? I'm so... Leanne McIntyre.
Leanne, hi.

I'm Julie.

Hi, Julie. Leanne. Hi.

Well, it's nice to meet all of you. It's
nice to meet you, too.

Ben hasn't told us a lot about you.

He hasn't?

Well, we know you're his daughter.

And you're married, and you're a lawyer,
and you're sure pretty.

Thank you. Yeah, like I was saying,
there's nothing like a pretty girl.

So, Leanne, do you have any children?

No, I don't. Oh, that's too bad.

Well, come on, everybody. It's time to
risk your lives.

I've baked breakfast.

I don't think I can eat anything.

I've had corn cakes and eggs and bacon.

I just hate that.

You don't have children? Oh, what a
shame.

When are you going to have one?

When are you?

Dad.

Oh, nothing's changed.

Don't get mad at me.

I won't. It's just that things like
babies are personal and should remain

that. Personal.

Yeah.

I'm gonna look around the old house.

Nothing's changed.

Haven't heard what happened to Judge
Eller, have you?

No. Got arrested last night.

What? What? Some woman accused him of
assaulting her.

He hit a woman?

Assault.

Rape?

He's a known womanizer, but jackass went
too far that time, didn't he?

Oh.

So you're Leanne.

Yep, I'm Leanne.

And you're... Les.

Coffee? Just a tad.

Not too much now.

We've got to take care of the old bod.

So you're a married lady.

That's right.

You like it? You happy?

Well, yeah.

Ups and downs, you know.

Oh, I know ups and downs. I was married
once.

She's gone now.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, she didn't die.

She ran off with a drummer from Ohio.

Oh. He sold hats and scarves and
overshoes and stuff like that.

Interesting.

So you, uh...

You don't have any children.

No, lass, I don't.

Well, that's a shame.

Someone to carry on, look after you.

You know, Ben never talked about you
much.

Well, maybe he didn't have anything to
say.

Well, maybe not.

You know, you ought to spend more time
with him. And you ought to give him a

grandchild. A man needs that.

Yes, I suppose so.

Do you have children and grandchildren,
lass?

No. The wife left.

With that drummer who sold hats and
scarves and overshoes and stuff. Do you

date, Les?

Me? Oh, sure.

I'm out there among them. Two, three
nights a week.

Any regulars?

I got a little black book.

Lady's your own age?

Yeah, there's this one. She's my age.

How old is that?

Early 60s. Right in the prime.

Prime's the time.

I don't see her that much, though.

What do you talk about?

All different things.

Cemetery plots.

Do you have any younger ones?

Sure.

I got one in her 30s. 30 what?

Well, 30... What?

39. Now we're talking. What do you do
with her?

Well, we bowl, play ping pong, miniature
golf, all kinds of things.

But when it gets dark and you can't do
those things, then what do you do?

We go back to her house.

And?

And what?

Do you and this 39 -year -old get down
to business?

I don't know what you're getting at,
young lady, but it's too personal. And

just wait and see. I want to tell your
father.

I'm sorry about what happened yesterday.

I was wrong. I apologize. I was out of
line.

The commission I'm on, it's making me
crazy.

The way I hear it, what went around came
around. Is that right?

I'm innocent, I swear.

You want me to defend you?

No way. Get out.

This is a jackass who threw me in jail.

Ben, I'm innocent. Just give me a
minute. Hear my side of it, please.

The best lawyer I ever knew once told me
to put truth beyond everything else.

He said principles before personalities.

Did I get that right, Dad?

Come on in.

Jerk.

I met her at a party two weeks ago.

We talked. We did exchange phone
numbers, but that was it. Yeah.

Next thing I know, the police are at the
door saying she's accusing me of having

attacked her two nights ago.

I never even phoned her.

Why would she lie, Judge Eller?

Yeah, Leanne, why would she lie?

Leanne Matlock. Of course. That's why
you look so familiar. You used to be a

prosecutor. Actually, my last name is
Leanne McIntyre now.

Prosecutor in Philadelphia. Why would
she lie, Judge?

I don't know. I don't know. Maybe she's
a fruitcake. You're not going to believe

what she said I did to her.

Try me.

According to her, I invite her up to my
place for a drink, excuse myself to turn

five minutes later, dressed like a
cowboy.

Then I tied her up and I attempted to
rape her.

That's bizarre.

And it's a lie.

Why are you looking at me?

Throw me in jail, you could do anything.

Maybe I didn't assault that woman.

I don't know. Maybe she hates men. Maybe
she hates judges.

I can't give you a definitive answer.
I'm not a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrists will be our first expert
witness.

Ours. Where were you on the night in
question?

Well, I have a place up at Athens Lake.
I often go there right after work.

Alone.

Could anyone have seen you there?

Well, not that I know of.

Took a walk on the beach. Somebody might
have seen me there.

Ben, please, will you take my case?

When hell freezes over.

Please excuse us.

Dad?

Don't start up on me.

He could have done it. He could have
done it. He put me in jail. Under the

he's entitled to the best defense he can
find. His case has merit, Dad, and you

know it. I don't know. The man will
womanize her.

Well, you could give him a shot.

All those lectures you gave me about the
law, principles before personalities.

Dad, we could work together.

Come on, put up or shut up.

Do you like this guy?

Dad, I don't even know him.

But what if she's setting him up?

Let's give it a shot.

I don't know, Leanne. I just don't know.
My heart's not in it.

I'm sorry, you guys. What do you think
you're doing?

I'm sorry, I just wondered if you
happened to be here three nights ago.

Wait, did the survey get lost?

No, wait, I really need an answer.

I met him at a party that a friend of
mine was throwing for somebody who's

running for Congress.

He wasn't with anybody, and neither was
I, so we talked.

I gave him my phone number, and he gave
me his, and a couple of weeks later, he

called me and asked me to come to his
place for a drink.

And you went.

Why? You barely knew the man.

Well, he was a judge, for Pete's sake.

I mean, how was I supposed to know he
was a pervert?

Move to strike.

So ordered. The jury will disregard the
witness's last remark.

What happened when you went to Judge
Eller's house, Lydia?

We sat and had a glass of wine and
talked for about a half hour. It was

nice. But then he excused himself, and
when he came back a couple of minutes

later, he was dressed up like a cowboy,
but he wasn't wearing any pants.

I mean, he had the guns, the lasso,
everything else.

This is very difficult.

I know this is difficult, Miss Lewin.
What happened next?

The next thing I knew, he had the rope
around me and was tying me up.

And then he started to attack me. I
struggled so hard to fight him off that

rope came loose and I managed to get
free.

And then I kicked him where it hurts.

I ran out to my car as fast as I could
and drove off.

Thank you, Lydia.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Miss Matlock?

Just one question, Miss Lewin.

The events you just described, when
exactly did they take place?

On April 3rd at around 9 in the evening.

Thank you.

Prosecution rests, Your Honor.

You may step down.

Mr. Matlock, you may call your first
witness.

Defense calls Mr.

Edward Price to the stand.

Where were you? between 9 and 10 the
evening of April the 3rd, Eddie.

I was at Athens Lake.

Doing what?

Me and my girl were in my car.

Well, you know, making out.

Did you see anybody at the lake that
night that you see in the courtroom

I saw him.

Let the record show that the witness is
pointing to the defendant.

You sure you saw?

Judge Eller? He was walking on the
beach. There was a full moon out, so I

see his face real good.

I knew who he was because he's a friend
of my girlfriend's father.

How long does it take to drive from
Willow Springs to Athens Lake?

About two hours.

So if a person left Willow Springs at 9
o 'clock, there's no way to get to

Athens Lake by 10. No way.

You sure you didn't see Judge Eller
around 11 o 'clock that night?

Positive.

My girlfriend's got to be home by 10
.30.

Thank you.

Your Honor, may we approach?

Come forward.

Your Honor, we have just come in to
photographic evidence that further

criminates the defendant.

The state would like to reopen its case
in chief.

My chambers, Your Honor.

Court's in recess.

Where did these come from?

They were left on my secretary's desk
about an hour ago.

Clearly the defendant dressed precisely
the way Miss Lewin described.

Not good enough, Counselor. If Miss
Lewin were in these pictures, that would

another matter. But as it stands, at
best these photos show propensity.

But because we cannot verify their
source, we therefore cannot even say

certainty that the man they depict is in
fact Arthur Eller.

Your Honor.

They're inadmissible, Mr. Sadowski.

End of discussion.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What is the verdict?

We, the members of the Fulton County
Jury, find the defendant, Judge Arthur

Eller, not guilty.

Ladies and gentlemen, you are excused
and this court is adjourned.

Ben.

Thank you.

You bribed that boy.

Or blackmailed him. Or threatened him.

Somehow you got him to lie for you,
didn't you?

You weren't up in Athens Lake.

You were at your house that night doing
exactly what that girl said you were

doing.

No.

It's the local news.

You're interviewing some of the people
on the Brodsky Commission. The one

rooting, tooting cowboy friends on.

Arthur Eller is not my friend, Dad. No
one hates what he did to that poor girl

more than I do.

I sure wish you hadn't talked me into
it. Dad, I got your point, okay?

Hello? In here.

Did I come at a bad time?

Oh, no. We're just discussing the Eller
case. Hush. You're starting. Sit down.

Welcome to Fulton County Forum.

I'm Dale Lambert, and this morning I
have with me three members from the

Commission. That's the commission formed
to investigate the assassination last

month of Mayor Jeffries.

On the left, I have Police Chief Colin
Young.

In the center, Judge Arthur Eller. And
on the right, Councilman Leo Brodsky.

Gentlemen. Thank you for taking time out
of your busy schedules to be with me

this morning. Pleasure.

Judge Eller, that trial must have been
particularly hectic and embarrassing for

you. Yes, but now it's over, I'm happy
to say, and I'm very grateful to the

people and to the legal system that
vindicated me.

And I understand that the investigation
is still ongoing, but can you give us

some idea of what your findings are so
far? Well, so far, everything indicates

Jay Reynolds acted alone. I can't. Jay
Reynolds lost his job. He blamed the

mayor. So he shot him. And what about
the other man? Because he was in the

Well, then why did he shoot him second?
Come on.

You're referring to the videotape. Of
course, that was shot by the tourists.

Yes, that's right. Jay Reynolds was
paid. Oh, come on. I hate you, Arthur.

is not one shred of evidence. Get him.

Get him. There is not a shred of
evidence that would... And we'll see you

next week.

And we're clear.

Thank you, gentlemen. Thank you. That
certainly was a spirited show, to say

least. You fellas were great.

Especially you, darling.

Thank you, my dear.

Mrs. Brodsky.

See you both in the hearing room at one.

Chief Young.

Judge Eller.

right, Mr. Brodsky.

No.

His name is Arthur Eller.

I don't believe this.

I'll send you a bill.

Are you going to be okay?

I'm going to kill her.

I loved you.

What are you doing?

Oh, my God. What have you done?

I'd like to report a shooting.

Glass, what are you doing?

Oh, hi, Ben. I'm just returning your
weed whacker. And thanks. It whacked

charm. Oh, good. Go on in the house.

Well, I don't want to keep you. I know
you're busy.

Is Leanne still here?

Yeah, she'll be here for a couple more
days.

Oh, that's a shame.

Why?

Well, when I first met her, first, mind
you, she started getting nosy about my

love life.

She did?

Huh. Well, maybe she was curious.

Maybe she heard about your history.

Daddy?

Yeah, well, I'll see you.

Morning, Pop.

Coffee ready? Right there.

Les just left in the middle of a
conversation.

What were you all talking about?

I don't know.

Something about women.

If he wasn't 20 years too old for a
midlife crisis, I'd swear he was having

flashes.

Did you get on to him about women?

Well, he got on to me about my personal
life, so I got on to him about his.

You know all about that, don't you, Dad?

Leanne.

Ben Matlock?

I'll be there in a minute.

What's up?

Are you nuts, Leo, or what?

Well, when I saw the pictures of them
together, I just lost it. I went crazy.

She used to be such a nice little town.

I know it doesn't make any sense, but I
love my wife, Ben. I didn't mean to kill

her.

Oh, what a mess.

What should I do?

Oh, pray.

Morning, Ben.

Well,

we dropped the charges. You're free to
go.

What? According to the coroner, your
wife was dead before you shot her.

Cyanide poisoning.

Suicide? I don't know for sure yet, but
there was no note. And I found a cup

containing traces of cyanide -laced tea
in the bedroom.

Had Arthur Eller's fingerprints all over
it.

Well,

you're going to go or just sit there?

I'm not going to be charged with
anything?

No.

They'll probably fine you for defacing a
corpse.

But I did try to kill her.

I know, but she was already dead.

I don't understand.

It's factually an impossibility. You
can't take the life of someone if

no life for you to take.

No, well, I... If it were up to me, I'd
throw you out of the country. But the

truth is, your case will be thrown out
of court.

Now stay if you like, but I'm leaving.

Tomato sauce? Are you making meatballs
and spaghetti?

Special recipe.

That is so sweet of you.

What?

It needed more oregano.

No, it didn't.

Oh, I've offended you.

You didn't offend me.

You know where I got this recipe?

Straight from the mouth of the owner of
a five -star restaurant.

I asked him, what's the secret to great
spaghetti sauce?

You know what he said?

No, Dad, what did he say? Go easy on the
oregano.

I need your help. Get off my porch. I
don't blame you. I lied to you. You're

damn right you did. But I didn't kill
Ava Brodsky.

Garbage. You were sleeping with her.
Yeah, I slept with her. But I didn't

her. Somebody is trying to frame me. Get
out of here.

Stay right there.

In my opinion, there's a good chance he
didn't kill her. Oh, come on, Leanne. I

know, Dad. He's a womanizer and a
pervert and a liar. You got that right.

smart liar. If he had killed her, he'd
make sure he had three alibis all

airtight. Come on, Leanne.

You won't take his case?

No.

No matter how many times you quote
things I've said.

All right.

That's your right.

Won't you come in?

I don't care what you say.

You took the case for spite.

I did not take the case for spite. Then
why'd you take it? I don't think he did

it. And the worst person in the world
deserves representation.

I don't know about that.

He already lied to me. He was sleeping
with Ava Brodsky.

And you took it for spite.

Dad, we've grown apart.

We are alike and yet so different. And
gradually we've grown apart.

I know it's hard for you to think of me
as an adult, but I am.

I know that Anthony Eller is low and
base, but something about the case

intrigues me, and you've got to let me
have my head.

Some things don't have simple
explanations.

Everything I know does.

Yeah? Yeah. When I was five, I asked you
where babies came from, and you said,

go ask your mother.

Well, yeah, but... Things were difficult
for her.

She told me about God and that babies
came from heaven.

Well, they do.

Where are you going?

Room 335. I'm meeting whoever's
prosecuting the case for discovery.

Mind if I go with you?

Why?

Here's the report filed by the detective
who searched Arthur Eller's house

during which a container of cyanide was
found in a cupboard beneath his sink.

Well, that doesn't make sense, does it?

He dumps cyanide in his lover's tea,
then runs home past hundreds of

of garbage cans so that he can put the
incriminating evidence in plain sight

under his sink.

Also, the police tracked down the
messenger who left those photos of your

dressed, or should I say undressed, as a
cowboy.

And according to his statement, he
received a phone call from a woman.

Telling him to pick up the envelope
containing the photos from the house at

North Star Drive.

Ava Brodsky's house.

Ava Brodsky sent those pictures?

My guess is that she and Judge Eller had
a fight or something, and she sent them

in order to get revenge.

Only he found out, got mad, and killed
her. Which gives us motive.

Did the messenger actually see Ava
Brodsky when he picked up the photos at

address? No, she left them for him in
the mailbox.

Anybody could have put them there.

And finally, I have the statement of one
Curtis Bartholomew who lives across the

street from the Brodsky residence.

And he's ready to testify that he saw
Arthur Eller enter Ava's house at

approximately 5 p .m.

the day she was murdered.

He said he wasn't there all day.

Okay, well, he probably did see me
there.

Ava called, said Leah was going to be
home for dinner.

I went there straight after work, stayed
till about 6 .30.

You lied to me, Judge Eller.

Leanne, I'm a judge.

I've presided over literally hundreds of
cases.

If the jury had found out that I went to
Ava's house that night, that's all

they'd remember.

I had no choice but to lie.

What else have you lied about?

Nothing. That's it. Swear it.

Let's get this straight, Judge Eller.

You lie to me once more about this case,
about what you had for breakfast, about

anything.

And I'll be history.

And believe me, so will you.

You got that?

Understood.

Now where is this videotape you want me
to see?

Somebody sitting at the cafe reported
this thing from start to finish.

Well, this is all very interesting,
Judge, but what's it got to do with your

case?

I was the only person on the Brodsky
Commission who believed that Jay

shot the mayor because he was paid.

That's why I've been framed, because
somebody wants me off that commission.

Okay, now here's what I want you to look
at.

All right.

See that guy standing there in a jean
jacket? Mm -hmm. Stands there. He waits.

If I rolled the tape...

you'd see that he starts running around
like he's freaked out or something. But

if he really freaked out, you'd think
he'd leave.

Watch what he does.

Okay.

He's out of frame for a few minutes with
all this general confusion. Then when

he reenters, who does he run into?

Killer Jay Reynolds.

It's almost as if he knew Jay Reynolds
was coming out of that building and

wanted to make sure he got caught.

That's right.

Then he disappears into the crowd before
the police can take his name. The man's

never heard of again.

I wonder who he is.

Yeah.

What do you want?

We got a little problem.

Nothing you and Judd can't have.

No, no, no, Dad. I just think we
remember he wasn't on the Beverly

He was on Green Acres. Leanne, we used
to watch those shows together.

Was the Beverly Hillbillies. Dad, the
pig was on Green Acres. He even won an

award. The pig was on Beverly
Hillbillies and his name was Jed.

His name was Arnold and he was on Green
Acres.

Who was Jed? Jed Clampett.

Buddy Epson. Beverly Hillbillies. Oh,
yeah, that's right.

I remember now. Every time we watched
Green Acres, I got hungry for barbecue.

I'll make some tea.

He was framed because of that
commission.

Mrs. Taylor, you're a genius.

Unless he's lying.

Ms. Tom, I don't think so.

You say this man paid you to kill the
mayor.

What did he look like?

I don't know. Maybe mine. Maybe Bill's
brown hair.

Only met him twice.

Where'd you meet him?

Parking garage at the mall.

I'd park in a particular spot and he'd
walk up, we'd talk, he'd walk away.

Second time he gave me 25 grand and told
me that the mayor would be at the Shun

Li Cafe at 3 that afternoon.

Told me to take out him and whoever he
met.

Tell you why?

No.

Then what about this man?

The man who ran into you on the street.

You ever see him before?

I don't know.

Somebody hung you out to dry pretty
good, didn't they?

Yeah. Who?

Who would have done this to you?

Come on, you must have some idea. Lady,
I've been sitting here for more than a

month now.

I've been thinking about nothing else
day and night.

I gotta tell you.

I don't have a clue.

Oh, Leanne Matlock.

Hi, Bob.

Actually, it's Leanne McIntyre now.

Yeah, that's right. You ran off with
that prosecutor from Philly, right? Oh,

won't tell Dad you said ran off.

Well, you did.

Well, a lope, I think they call it. I
think they call it that.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

I hear you're representing Arthur Eller.

Yeah, but I'd like to see your files on
the assassination of Mayor Jeffries.

Why? I have reason to believe that if
the mayor's death had been thoroughly

investigated, Ava Brodsky's death would
never have occurred.

Is that right?

Oh, no offense, Bob.

I'll try not to take any.

I'd also like to see what you have on
Dave Peters, the man who was also killed

with the mayor.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, this is Brooke.

Bring me Dave Peters' personal effects.

Yeah, thanks.

report on dave peters he was an auto
mechanic just your ordinary joe no

record no special ties to the mayor
thank you no reason to believe he wasn't

anything but an innocent bystander i'd
like to see for myself

you know you remind me of a fellow ben
metlock

Dave's dad still hasn't come by to pick
up his stuff yet. And I had to get it

out of the way, so I just kind of threw
it in here.

How long were you two roommates?

About a year.

Nice guy.

Always paid his rent on time, never
hassled me about nothing.

Did you ever talk about the mayor?

No, never.

Did he have a girlfriend?

He had one.

Carrie something.

I don't know, he met her at church.

Philip! Carrie Phillips.

Yeah, Dave mentioned her a lot there for
a while. And then all of a sudden,

nothing. I guess they broke up.

What was she like?

Never laid eyes on her.

Dave was kind of straight and late. You
know, he never brought any girls home.

Salvatore Productions.

These belong to Dave?

I guess.

They're not mine.

Guess Dave was a little kinky.

I guess.

You don't have it that anything.

Closet kinky.

Dad?

Yeah?

Hi. Oh, great.

Just the person I wanted to see. Hey, ma
'am.

What's that?

Well, these belong to Dave Peters. I was
hoping you could track down the girl

with stars in them.

What's some porno queen got to do with
the cat? I don't know yet, but I do know

that when he was shot with the mayor,
Dave Peters had a necklace in his pocket

identical to the one she's wearing.

Candy stripe, huh?

Yeah, and if you don't have any luck
with that, try Carrie Phillips.

Damn!

Carrie!

Carrie, dear!

I could have sworn I just saw her.

Are you sure she's the one you ran into?

She's usually wearing more clothes, but
yes, that's Carrie.

All her things are gone.

You didn't find anything?

It's like she dropped everything and
moved out ten minutes before I got

This is a complicated case.

Are you sure you went to the right
house?

Yes, I went to the right house.

And you talked to the landlady?

Yes, I talked to the landlady. And she
didn't know anything.

I think I'll go back and question her
myself.

You don't have to... Conrad, could I
have a moment with Leanne alone?

Sure.

I... I wish you had never gotten
involved in this.

I mean, what if he's guilty? And he's
lying, like he did with me.

He deserves what he gets.

Just let it go.

It's leading to pornography, and that's
gangsters, and it's dangerous.

It's getting too big, Leanne.

He's not worth it.

Just let it go.

I know he's not much, Dad, and I know
how you feel about my defending him.

I'm not crazy over him, either. I'm a
woman, for heaven's sake.

But I have to do this.

The evidence against him just doesn't
add up, not to me.

I'll work with Conrad.

We'll be careful.

But I have to do this.

I believe in it, Dad.

You understand?

No.

This isn't working, is it, Dad?

Remember, I said we were growing apart.

I didn't think we were.

Well, we have.

Every time I felt one way, you felt
another.

Every time I wanted to do something, you
wanted me to do something else.

I was just trying to open up
possibilities.

This case is a possibility.

Whenever I didn't do what you wanted,
you just became silent.

Like now.

Do you remember that?

In college, in law school, and after?

The silence between us just became
deafening, Dad.

That can eventually cause all people,
husband and wife, father and daughter,

to fall out of love.

You're silent, and I talk too much.

I think till this is over, I'll get a
hotel.

Someplace in town. I'll call and let you
know where.

Bye.

Yeah, looking for work.

Try Burger Bob's, two doors down.

Oh, hey, I just got in from Chicago.

Worked a lot of big Buddy Balzac films.

Doing what?

Everything, man. You name it, I did it.

I guess we can use another grip.

All right, I'm your guy.

So what do you want me to do? We need to
put up a parallel over there.

Let's go.

Anyway, Judge Lockhart finally agreed to
hear motions from Chambers.

He wants us there at two.

All right.

Says he'll bring the chips if we bring
the bean dip.

Bean dip.

You haven't heard a word I've said, have
you?

Ben, you know what you have to do, don't
you?

What? Go over to that hotel and
apologize to Leanne.

Apologize for what? For caring for her?

For whatever it is you argued about.

We didn't exactly argue.

Ben, you're her father and you love her.

And Leanne's very unhappy.

No. Well, you're right.

As soon as we're done here... As soon as
we're done, I'll go over there and

set things straight.

Dick, tell her you love her.

Yeah, but it's just the minute I see
her.

Better yet, do it right now.

Hello,

Michelle. Howdy. Hello, Dad.

Hi.

I've got jury selection. How about you?

Oh, we're just filing a couple of
appeals.

How about those 76ers? Oh, great game,
wasn't it? Yeah.

I won ten bucks off the bellhop. Hey.

I gotta go.

Yeah, yeah, we do too.

How about those 76ers?

She likes sports.

You go to tell your daughter how much
you love her, and out of your mouth

how about those 76ers?

Well, it wasn't a good game.

All right, look, girls. First, you tie
him to the bed, right? And then you

out the whips.

Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hold up the hammer,
will ya?

Sorry.

Hi.

Hi.

Name's Conrad.

Just in from Chicago.

Big buddy Balzac Films.

Weather's better here.

Boy, no kidding. I'm glad to be out of
that deep freeze.

Some of those outdoor scenes are near
impossible.

Why didn't they shoot inside?

Realism, they said.

A damn near turned blue himself.

Yeah, you're friends with Candy Stripe.

I mean, Carrie Phillips.

Used to.

Used to be.

Kind of hard to carry on a friendship
with somebody that's moved out of the

country.

There you go, Lisa. You're done.

When you should do that?

The day before yesterday.

Called out of the blue and says she's
moving to Europe. La -di -da.

You know her?

I know her boyfriend, Dave Peterson.

Oh, she was nuts about him.

Afraid to tell him what she did for a
living. Oh, it's something when he found

out. He found out?

Yeah, went berserk.

Found out where she worked so he could
surprise her on her birthday. Went

totally bananas when he saw this place.

Greened at her? Hell, he even stormed
into Matt Greenwood's office and swore

was going to close the place down.

Who's Matt Greenwood?

The guy who runs this place.

Where the hell is Louie?

I'm supposed to be shooting him.

He doesn't feel so hot. I think he went
home.

Where are the kids? I'll shoot them.

They're not in till three.

Oh, this is great. This is just great. I
have got nothing to shoot.

Hey, you, take off your shirt.

Me? Yeah, you.

Yeah, all right. The sponge bath thing.

Now, who's that?

Matt Greenwood.

Here's your costume.

I'll make you up as soon as you change.

Colin Young, the police chief?

Let's have a nice, cozy, secret little
chat with this guy right here.

Matt Greenwood, owner of Salvatore
Productions.

This guy uses minors, Ben.

He does?

And I'll bet you anything the police
chief not only knew about it, but he was

taking a cut.

Now, what if Dave Peters was serious
about shutting down Matt Greenwood? And

what if he went to the mayor?

And what if figuring...

That the police chief was somehow
involved and that he and the mayor

their own private investigation.

That would explain why they were
together that afternoon.

Yeah.

And why Jay Reynolds was told to kill
Buffalo.

And why Matt Greenwood made sure that
Jay Reynolds was caught and took the

rap. Huh?

Leanne should be told about this. Yeah.

Yeah, she's in court.

But if you hurry, you can catch him
before she breaks the watch.

I should tell her?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And listen, if
she decides to go talk to Matt

you go with her.

Lieutenant, what did the forensic lab
report indicate was found inside the cup

by the decedent's bed?

A commercial blend of black tea and a
form of cyanide, more or less commonly

sold in jewelry supply stores.

And according to the lab report, what
was on the cup?

Traces of lipstick identical to the
lipstick Ava Brodsky was wearing at the

of her death.

One or two fingerprints belonging to her
and several others belonging to the

defendant, Arthur Eller.

When the defendant, Mr. Eller, was
arrested, a search was made of his home.

Please tell the court what you found.

A container of cyanide crystal identical
in formulation to the cyanide found in

the cup was removed from beneath his
kitchen sink.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You're with me, Counselor.

You say the cyanide you found is sold in
jewelry supply stores.

That's correct. It's used in the process
of silver plating.

And your detectives canvassed all the
jewelry supply stores in the area to see

if anyone remembered selling that
cyanide to my client. Did they not?

Yes, they did.

Had anyone sold it to my client?

Not that we could find, no.

Thank you.

Witness may step down.

We'll break for lunch.

Then you can call your next witness,
Miss March.

This court is in recess until 2 p .m.

Hi. Hi.

Can I talk to you about something?

A pornography ring involving the chief
of police. That explains a lot.

Thanks, Conrad.

You know you're a lot like your dad?

I think so.

Oh, yeah, I think.

There's Matt Greenwood.

Hey, Mr. Greenwood!

Wait up a sec!

Why are you knocking? It's not locked. I
know, but could you come outside for a

second? I'm reading.

Ben, it's your begonias. I think Ralph
Twilliker's dog is in them again. If I

ever get my hand on that dog...

My

begonias look fine.

Hi. Hi.

We had to get you out of the house.

Why? We're pretty sure it's bugged.

Bugs? Your house and your phone.

Somebody put microphones in my house?
Are you sure? Has to be.

Ben, we talk about Carrie Phillips in
your kitchen, and when we go looking for

her, she's left the country.

Then we talk about Matt Greenwood in
your living room, and he gets murdered.

Matt Greenwood's dead?

Somebody drove by and shot him right in
front of us.

If this thing is as big as we think it
is, bugging your house would not be a

problem.

For the time being, I think it's best
not to let on you know.

You have an idea?

Yeah, I do.

Have Sergeant Robbins get right on it.

Colin, talk to you a minute?

Yes, of course.

How you doing, Bob?

Fine, fine.

Leanne McIntyre, this is Police Chief
Colin Young.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Mrs. McIntyre is defending Arthur Eller.

Oh, yes, of course.

Shouldn't you be in court? We just
recessed for the day.

Colin, I have to ask you a few
questions. About what? What was your

to Matt Greenwood? Matt Greenwood?

The man who was killed this afternoon.
Yeah, I know who he is.

What I don't understand is why you think
I had some kind of relationship with

him and why you're asking me questions.

Because you were seen talking to him a
little more than an hour before he was

shot.

Bob, I want to know why you're asking me
these questions.

I'm still investigating the murder of
Mayor Jeffries, and I want to know what

you were doing with Matt Greenwood
today. My job.

The videotape we found of the mayor's
assassination.

Matt Greenwood was in it.

He's the one who more or less nailed the
shooter for us.

When we ID'd him, I paid him a visit and
asked him a few questions.

What did he say?

I don't think I'm obligated to answer
that. In fact, if you don't mind...

I'd like to get back to work. Oh, just
one more question. Where were you on the

night that Ava Brodsky was murdered?

Now, what the hell do you want to know
that for?

Well, because I'm convinced that the
mayor's death and her death are somehow

connected and that you're the common
denominator.

That's ridiculous.

Colin, just tell us where you were on
the 19th and we'll be on our way.

On the 19th, I had a meeting at 5, which
probably means I got back here around

6. Then, as I recall, I sat here and
worked, got the evening news, got home

around 7 .30, ate a frozen dinner, read,
and went to bed at 10 o 'clock.

You happy?

He's lying. He met Matt Greenwood more
than once.

You know, he could even be behind the
shooting of Greenwood. Well, I... If we

can find somebody at Salvatore
Productions that saw him and Greenwood

before yesterday, you can bet that
police chief is going to be in a whole

trouble.

You live right across the street from
where Ava Brodsky lived with her

Is that correct, Mr.

Bartholomew? That's right, yes.

And where were you on the afternoon she
died? Do you remember?

I was outside in my driveway working on
my car.

Uh -huh. And while you were outside, did
you happen to see anyone enter or leave

the Brodsky home?

Yes. Around five, I saw that man right
there go inside.

Came out about an hour or so later.

Let the record show the witness pointed
at the defendant.

Are you sure he's the man you saw?

Positive. I used to see him there a lot.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Your witness.

How long were you out there working on
your car that day?

About four until it got dark.

That's a long time.

It was a classic, see?

A 54 Chevy convertible.

I was getting her cleaned up for a rally
that weekend. Oh.

Tell me this, Mr.

Bartholomew. Did you see anyone else in
this courtroom at Ava Brodsky's home

that evening?

Yeah.

I saw him.

Let the record show the witness pointed
to Police Chief Colin Young.

Any idea what time you saw him?

About 15 minutes or so after Judge Eller
left.

Thank you.

Prosecution?

Prosecution rests, Your Honor.

The witness is excused. Is the defense
ready to present its case?

Yes, Your Honor, for my first witness,
please call Police Chief Colin Young to

the stand.

Would you tell the court who Matt
Greenwood is?

Matt Greenwood is, or was, a producer of
pornographic films.

He died recently.

In point of fact, he was murdered, was
he not?

Yes.

And this man, this pornographer, also
happened to assist the police in

Mr. J. Reynolds in the minutes after Mr.

Reynolds had just assassinated Mayor
Jeffries and Dave Peters, didn't he?

Ironically, yes, he did. In fact, the
only contact I had with him was when I

questioned him on Just That Matter.

Objection. We'll fail to see relevancy
to these questions.

Please bear with me, Your Honor. This
line of questioning is crucial to my

defense. Get to the point and be quick
about it.

Overruled. Were you a friend of Matt
Greenwood's? No.

A business associate? Of course not.

Huh.

And if I tell you that four individuals
who worked at Matt Greenwood's studio

identified you as the man they saw with
Mr. Greenwood before the mayor was

murdered... I'd say you're a very naive
young lady who should know better than

to believe the word of pornographers
before she believes the chief of police.

Objection. This is nothing but a wild
goose chase designed to distract and

confuse the jury.

I'm establishing motive, Your Honor.

For whose murder? Mr. Greenwood's, the
mayor's, or Eva Brodsky's?

You're trying my patience, young lady.

I cannot control what this witness says,
Your Honor, but the court's use of the

term young lady to me is inappropriate,
demeaning, and unprofessional.

I apologize.

Here's the deal, Miss McIntyre.

You have exactly one minute.

to make this line of questioning
relevant. If you fail to do so, you're

order. Understood?

Yes, Your Honor.

I am going to show you what we'll call
Defense Exhibit D for identification.

This is a copy of the deed to a piece of
property you own outside Jacksonville,

Florida, is it not?

Yes, it is.

When did you buy it?

A little less than a year ago.

I subpoenaed your bank records, and they
show no indication of any transfer of

funds to purchase this property.

How did you pay for it?

I frankly don't remember.

Maybe your memory will improve when I
show you Matt Greenwood's bank records.

I subpoenaed those two.

If you look right here, a little less
than a year ago, at exactly the same

that that piece of property was
purchased, Matt Greenwood withdrew $230

from one of his cash accounts.

$230 ,000 is exactly what this piece of
property cost, is it not?

Matt Greenwood purchased that piece of
property in your name, didn't he?

Objection! He was paying you off, wasn't
he? Time's up, Miss McIntyre.

You have succeeded in establishing this
witness's relationship with everyone in

this city but Ava Brodsky.

And it is this... Court's opinion that
you have done this with the sole purpose

of confusing and misleading the jury.

I chastise you for that and am now
instructing you to move on to something

else.

Your Honor, my client's freedom, if not
his life, is at stake here. You have to

grant me a little leeway.

I have granted you acres of leeway.

Now move on and sit down.

Dave Peters was shot and killed along
with the mayor because he found out Matt

Greenwood was playing footsie with the
chief of police.

Objection. You're out of order. That's
why they were killed. One more word and

I'll charge you with contempt.

Ava Brodsky was killed so that Arthur
Eller would be arrested for the murder.

That's one day.

Don't you see? They wanted him removed
from the Brodsky commission.

It was a cover -up. Two days, bailiff.

What is the matter with you?

How can you be so big at it? That's
three days.

I don't feel like talking, okay?

You lost it in there.

I made an ass out of myself.

Well, that just shows you care.

There's nothing wrong with caring.

Caring can kill you, Dad.

Leanne, you said we've grown apart.

Is there some way we can grow together?

I don't know.

Is there something more to this than you
and me?

Peter left me, Dad.

I never liked him.

I know.

Why did he leave you?

For somebody younger and probably a lot
prettier.

You still want him?

I don't know.

Loved him the minute I saw him, and now
I don't know.

Remember, all people can fall out of
love.

Husbands and wives.

He's a bum.

He's a nice guy. He's making a fool of
himself because his hair is getting gray

and he'll never make the Supreme Court.

And she makes him feel young.

You're sure more understanding than I'd
be.

Yeah. And here I am. Lost my husband. I
don't have any children.

I've pretty much failed.

Oh, no.

No, you're a fine lawyer.

An attractive, strong woman.

Strong's good?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Strong's good.

You know, Dad, I took this case because
I think the man's innocent of the

crime.

But really, I wanted a reason to stay
home for a while.

Yeah, I did.

I was looking for something, Dad.

I was looking for you.

You found me.

So what should I do?

have to stay here.

So rest up, sort things out.

Let me look after you like you'd look
after me if I were having a

bad time.

to dad.

I love you, Leanne.

Your Honor, my daughter has asked that I
apologize to the court on her behalf.

So noted.

And with the court's permission,

She has asked and the defendant has
asked that I continue with the defense

this case.

Is that all right with you, Judge Eller?

Yes, Your Honor.

Okay, Mr. Matlock, what are we doing?

Defense will continue with the
examination of Police Chief Colin Young.

I trust you'll make no attempt to pursue
your daughter's ill -fated line of

questioning, Mr. Matlock?

Oh, my goodness, no.

Chief Young, come forward and take the
stand.

The state contends that because my
client was at the Brodsky residence, the

evening Abel was poisoned, that he
poisoned her.

But you were also seen at that residence
that night. And you left after my

client did. What were you doing there,
Chief Young?

I stopped by to see Leo.

And not, but nobody answered.

So I left.

I never went inside.

How come you didn't tell any of the
investigating officers this? Because it

wasn't and still isn't relevant.

If you weren't at the Brodsky residence,
where were you? Went back to my office.

Worked.

Watched the evening news like I always
do. Got home sometime after seven.

You went back to your office and worked.

You positive?

Yes. How could you, when according to
your secretary and this receipt,

the Clean Sweep Carpet Company brought
their equipment into your office at

6 o 'clock and were there busy cleaning
your carpet till around 8 .30?

Want to try again?

Those workmen are prepared to testify
that you were...

nowhere near your office that night.

When you went to see Leo and he wasn't
home, Ava was, wasn't she?

And you stayed just long enough to kill
her, didn't you?

No.

Nobody answered.

I went to see Judd Taylor.

Who's Judd Taylor?

Is there the right to recall this
witness?

The witness may step down.

We'll break for lunch.

This court is in recess until 2 p .m.

Well, we've got two and a half hours to
figure out who Judd Taylor is.

I'll tell you who he is.

He's a wiretapper. I put him away twice.

Oh.

In fact...

Chief Young probably paid Judd Taylor to
give him an alibi.

No.

Now, if he was going to pay, he would
have found somebody of some consequence,

not an ex -con.

You can bet Judd Taylor this is alibi.

Doesn't look good, cowboy.

Well, how do you know that Colin Young
didn't go to Ava's, kill her, and then

see his friend Judd Taylor? Because Judd
Taylor said they were together from

seven till nine. Well, then you're gonna
believe him?

Arthur, proof.

You know that. Until we have proof to
the contrary, we got to believe.

You got some nice stuff in here.

Thank you very much.

Well, if you didn't kill Ava...

Then whoever did had to have planted
that poison in here. I keep this place

locked up tight, day and night. Even
when I go out back.

And will you stop accusing me? I'm not
accusing you. Yeah, you are.

Do you have an alarm system?

No. But the police didn't find any signs
of forced entry.

No.

Somebody had to get in here some way.

You were the first person...

to be accused of your wife's murder. Is
that correct, Mr. Brodsky? Yes.

Would you please explain to the court
how that happened?

Well, about a week before her death, I
began to suspect that she was cheating

me, so I hired a private investigator to
look into it.

And when he showed me the pictures of my
wife entering a motel room with Arthur

Eller, well, I just went crazy. I...

Went home, I got my gun, and in a fit of
rage, I shot her while she was

sleeping.

At least I thought she was sleeping.

When the police discovered that she'd
been poisoned and had died long before I

shot her, they released me and arrested
Arthur Eller.

And before that night, you had no idea
your wife was having an affair with my

client? No, I had no idea.

So up until then, you had a normal...

Happy marriage.

Yes, that's right.

Well, would you explain why the lady who
comes in to clean your house, Margo

Church, is ready to testify that three
months before your wife died, you had

pretty well taken up residence in the
guest room?

Is that the way people act in a normal,
healthy marriage?

No, but... You knew about the affair all
that time, didn't you? For all that

three months?

No. But you didn't do anything until you
realized your wife knew something

about you that could very well ruin you.

And so you pretended to shoot her in a
fit of rage and

framed Arthur Eller.

so that no one would ever suspect that
you had already murdered her with

cyanide.

That's not true.

Your Honor, at this time, as we
discussed in chambers, I'd like to show

of the mayor's assassination.

Very well. Thank you.

Okay.

Go.

Now, this tape was made by Dwight
Hutchinson.

at the Chun -Li Cafe.

And there's something on this tape that
I don't think's been noticed before.

See there?

The mayor's down.

There's the other fellow.

People milling around.

There's a cop. Now, wait a minute. Wait
a minute. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Watch this. Watch this. Watch this.

Cops got him. Right there.

Right there. You see anything unusual
there?

No. Well, let me help you out. We'll
make it a little bigger.

There. You recognize that woman?

No. How about now?

That's your wife, Ava Brodsky, isn't it?

Somehow, she found out about the mayor's
assassination.

Why she didn't tell my client you were a
part of it, I don't know.

This is a complete fabrication.

Oh, no, it's not.

My daughter believes.

That you killed Abel Brodsky and framed
Judge Yeller to get him off your

commission.

But you had a much deeper problem. Your
wife knew that you were part of that

assassination. Maybe she didn't have the
proof. Maybe that's why she didn't tell

my client.

But she got it.

She made, about a week before she died,
several phone calls.

There's your phone, Jeff.

And some of those calls were made to
Hilton Head, South Carolina, where you

bought that nice condominium and big
yacht last year. I believe you paid cash

for it. Yes, last year was a
particularly good year for me.

She also called the county tax collector
down there, and

he sent her a copy of his copy of the
check that was used to pay your property

tax. He sent me a copy, too.

Will you please read to the court the
name of the man whose signature appears

the bottom?

Matt Greenwood. Matt Greenwood.

Matt Greenwood was paying you and Police
Chief Colin Young off. No.

You were protecting him and his porno
ring and his use of minors.

If the mayor ever found out, you would
be ruined.

Not one word of this is true.

The problem you had was to get the
police to believe my client had poisoned

wife and to get the cyanide into his
house.

The first part was easy.

You just went in the kitchen, found a
cup he had been using after one of their

rendezvous, put it where the police
could find it.

The second part was easy, too.

All you had to do was find your wife's
key ring.

And use the key my client had given her
to his house.

I did not.

This is your wife's key ring, isn't it?

Yes. At this point, I'd like this key
ring entered into evidence.

Because this key to my client's house
has two

perfect fingerprints.

Obviously placed there by the...

Last person to use it.

Thumbprint and a forefinger.

And the person to whom those
fingerprints belong is you.

Court is now in session.

The Honorable Michael Alden presiding.

Dad, good luck.

Come on up here. No, no, no. I need
somebody that's prettier than me.

As the jury reached a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant not guilty.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

You're excused.

This court is adjourned.

Well, what can I say?

If there's anything I can do... As a
matter of fact, you can pay my daughter

$150 ,000.

Hang up your spurs and get off the
bench.

Nice job.

Nice job.

I usually only have to say that to one
Matlock.

I don't know if I can take this.

Julie, if you're not doing anything
later, why don't you come over to Dad's?

Conrad, Michelle, you'll both come too.
I'm cooking dinner.

Well, you don't have to do that. We
could just go out.

No, I want to be with my dad at his
house and have his friends over.