All language subtitles for matlock_s02e10_the_country_boy

Hey, good looking.

What you got cooking?

I was about cooking something up with
me.

Hey, sweet baby.

Don't you think maybe we can find us a
brand new recipe.

I got a hard rock board and a two dollar
bill.

No place to ride over the hill.

I forgot it. I forgot it.

Hey, good looking.

What you got cooking?

I was about cooking something up for me.

I didn't really want to sing that song
anyhow, actually.

But I got another one here I'd like to
sing.

I'd like to sing a song, and I'd like to
dedicate it.

And my beautiful wife, Kitty Carol.

So hard, my dear, to show that you're my
every dream.

Yet you're afraid each thing I do is
just some

evil scheme.

A memory from your lonesome past keeps
the soul far apart.

Why can't I bring your doubtful mind?

And melt your cold, cold heart Another
love before my

time Made your heart dead and blue And
so my

heart is paying now The things I did not
do

In anger, unkind words are said That

make the teardrop start

Why can't I free your doubtful mind melt
your cold cold

heart

If

I ever dedicate another song to you

But it don't matter.

As I tell you, Jimmy LeGrand, don't get
mad.

Just get even.

Gus, what are you doing?

I'm not talking to you. Yes, you are.

I'm not taking any more notes from you.

I want to know what's wrong, and I want
to know right now.

You're drunk.

That's what's wrong.

I told you, Jim. I said if you didn't
stop drinking and raising hell, then I

going to walk out on you for good, and
that's exactly what's going on right

Look, you can't do this. The tour's not
over. We got five more books.

You leave, and you ain't never coming
back.

Jimmy, just wait. Jimmy.

Tom, get him to look back on stage. Have
him do what you know. Have him do this.

Just have him tell every story he knows.

Luann, Luann, she's your sister. You've
got to talk to her. There ain't nothing

to talk about. He's had it. And it's
over.

All of it. You can't do this. Think what
it'll do to Jimmy.

You're worried about Jimmy, huh?

Don't make me laugh. All you're worried
about is losing your meal ticket.

Oh, yeah. You just... You just let him
drink and let him make an ass out of

himself so you can steal from him.

Nothing but a bunch of parasites hanging
on and sucking him dry.

Hey, lady, you're way out of line.

You don't give a hoot what happens to
Jimmy or Kitty.

And if this door shuts down, it'll serve
you right.

My God.

It's Kitty Carol.

No, it's Luann, her sister.

I think she's dead.

Somebody call the police!

Okay, now let's get this clear.

Yep. Here we go. Wait.

Wait. Okay. You got it? I think so.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. It's clear.

Hey.

What do you think? Oh, it's just
gorgeous. That face.

It's beautiful. Look at that wood.

Look at that work, Rich. Your headlight.

Wonderful little window. Oh, yes.

It's got to be 100 years old. Oh, yes.
Maybe more. Oh, maybe more. Yes. How

do you think it'll take to fix it?

Well, I've got a guy that owes me a
favor. I expect he could get right on

I hear there's this little old man over
in Athens who fixes antique clocks for a

living.

Well, yeah, of course, this guy that
owes me a favor, he could probably save

some.

You sure he can fix it?

Oh, yes, he can fix anything.

Okay.

Want some?

I'll be at dinner. Oh, okay.

Okay. Let's try Alfredo's, huh? Okay.
Okay.

Bye. Bye.

That's my beauty.

That's my beauty.

Hmm.

Damn.

This has been Matlock.

Actually, it's my answering machine.

Because I'm not here right now. But if
you leave your name and number at the

sound of the beep, I'll call you back.

That's a promise.

Hi, Ben. It's Michelle.

Oh, Michelle.

It's Sunday.

I know it's Sunday, but I thought maybe,
just maybe you'd be home.

I'm not home. Sorry you're not home,
because the service just called me to

that a woman named Kitty Carroll wants
to talk. to you.

Country singer?

He's a country western singer or
something.

Anyway, I'll just say I couldn't reach
you.

No. No, wait.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Hold it. Wait.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a
minute.

Wait. Hello.

Why, Ben?

What a surprise.

Uh, hey, listen, Michelle.

Tell, uh, uh, Kitty Carol that, uh,

I'd be delighted to meet her, huh?

Where? She'll be at the office in half
an hour. Okay, okay.

Okay.

She was driving my car and it was... We
always dressed alike.

It was three in the morning and the
parking lot wasn't very well lit.

The police think whoever was driving
that car was trying to kill you.

Yeah. Yeah, that's one of the reasons
they arrested Jimmy.

Why would your husband want to kill you?

Well...

I made him very angry last night.

I walked off the stage in the middle of
the show, and I told him that it was

finished between us. What brought that
about?

Jimmy's always been kind of wild, see,
and when we got married about three

ago, he promised me that he would
change, and he did for a while.

He stopped drinking.

And he stopped going to dives.

Then about five months ago when we
started this tour, he started

going downhill, drinking and picking
fights with everybody

and smashing up cars.

He's been in jail twice.

I read about that. I was hoping it was
just something some press agent had made

up to hype the ticket sales.

You sound like a fan.

Well, you could say.

He has all your husband's records.

Go ahead.

Things just went from bad to worse.

Nothing I said.

Didn't seem to make any difference. And
then when we came into town last night,

we went, and I went to this other motel
instead of staying at the Emerald where

everybody else was.

And I sent Jimmy a message, and I told
him that if he didn't shape up once and

for all, then I was going to file for
divorce, and I meant it.

What did he do?

He showed up drunk.

So I walked off the stage and out of his
life.

You think your husband was trying to
kill you?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

I can't remember anything.

But I'd never hurt Kitty, drunk or
sober.

I don't care what kind of... fool thing
I was saying.

I couldn't have killed the whale.

You remember driving your car after the
concert?

Larry drove.

I was pretty loaded, so he took
everybody over to this country music

place we always hang out in when we're
here.

The Ramblers?

After that, I'm Memory gets a little
fuzzy.

Who's everybody?

Um, well... Everybody would be Larry
Thorpe,

that's my manager.

And Lloyd Wiley.

Drummer. Uh -huh.

And Bones. Bones Jennings.

Fiddler player.

Yeah.

When did you leave the Rambler?

I don't remember.

I must have passed out.

So you don't know who drove from the

club back to the motel where you're
staying?

Well, probably Larry.

Bones and Wiley usually get drunker than
I do.

But Larry, he likes to...

Stay in control.

Thinks he's afraid somebody's gonna
steal his money or something.

Well,

the arraignment will probably be
sometime this afternoon.

My associates find out where and when.

If we can arrange bail, maybe we can get
you out of here by tonight.

Key. Thinks I did it, doesn't she?

Well, right now she's not sure.

Can't say as I blame her.

Boy, I sure could use a drink right now.

I'm going to tell you something.

We get you out of this, you're going to
have to get straight.

Well, it's... Jimmy LeBron had a high

tolerance for alcohol. He can drink a
lot.

And you don't know that he didn't drive
his car to and from the scene and

specifically choose his victim. You
don't know that this man was able to

intent. He just mistook her sister for
her.

He said he didn't.

He said he didn't, and there are no
witnesses who can place him behind that

week. Pieces of the victim's dress were
found entangled in the crumpled front

end of your client's car.

B, your client's fingerprints were found
all over his steering wheel. And C,

your client was found in said car just
four hours after the murder. But that

doesn't prove that he was driving the
car at the time of the murder.

And what makes you so sure it was
murder?

And not an accident. Then he's made
threats all over town.

I'll be surprised if Judge Cooksey even
grants bail.

The man is not a hardened criminal. Can
we have... I'll just have water, please.

Three years in prison for assault with a
deadly weapon?

He was fighting a barman. Oh, he's been
arrested twice in the last two months.

Well... This kind of behavior is willful
and self -centered, and he's a menace

to society.

Well, could...

Thank you.

Could we just stop here for a minute? I
want to make a statement.

Now, I'm fond of you in many ways. I
know.

In many ways, I'm crazy about you. That
doesn't change the fact that the man...

Let me go ahead.

In many ways, we have a differing point
of

view.

You're a prosecuting attorney. You think
like a prosecuting attorney, and you

should.

I'm a criminal lawyer.

I'm a defense attorney, and I think like
one.

Now, I know that Jimmy Legrand is not a
wonderful person.

If you're truthful, he's a menace to
society. He's not wonderful.

He has a long ways to go to be nice.

And I know there's a lot of
circumstantial evidence against him, but

agreed to defend him. And the man has
written some fine country songs, Down

Dusty Road, Red Rosy Sunset, so many
wonderful and, to me, meaningful songs.

And I have to believe that somewhere in
his deep recesses, there is some good,

some decency.

Besides, I don't think he did it.

I was just trying to point out what
you're getting into.

Well, that's not going to be easy. Well,
that's an understatement. Well, the

good part is, I'm just his father.

I'm not his friend.

I work for him, do the best I can.

The saints be saved, he doesn't live
with them.

That isn't quite true.

I was afraid Judge Cooksey was going to
deny bail, so I made a little speech

about your great regard for Jimmy and
his music.

And Judge Cooksey said, since you think
so highly of him, his quote was, you can

have him.

He ordered him to stay at your house for
the duration of the trial.

You're kidding.

Hey, old buddy.

I understand we're going to be roomies.
I'll take that.

I go nuts hanging around that motel with
our kitty and the old car.

Porter's bucking me all the time. I
think me staying with you is about the

idea I've heard in a long time.

Well. That's about it. This is the
kitchen.

Does Kitty know I'm here?

Yeah, I mentioned it to her. I'm afraid
she doesn't want to see you.

Does he have any beer in this place?

Now listen.

Yeah, yeah, right. I know.

I'm off.

Okay.

You got it there.

Mine?

Not mine.

Not much.

Little sweetheart.

You know, if whoever ran down Luann

was really after Kitty, he might still
be after her.

I talked her into hiring a bodyguard for
a while, but I sure do wish I knew who

might be after her.

I just don't know.

Well, the guys in the band loved her.

Please, uh, help yourself. Thank you.

So you've been staying here ever since
you arrived in Atlanta?

Mm -hmm. I figured if Jimmy didn't know
where I was, he'd take the ultimatum of

my notes seriously.

Why'd you send a note? Why didn't you
tell him in person?

To be perfectly honest, Mr. Matlock, I
was afraid of how he'd react.

Do you have any idea what Luann was
doing in the parking lot of the Emerald

Motel that night?

I vaguely remember hearing the phone
ring, but... Any men in her life?

Not really.

Luann had real high standards, and men
had a real tough time living up to them.

In fact, she was constantly fighting
them off.

Have you met Lloyd Wiley?

Yeah.

Well, about a month ago, Lloyd Wiley,
he's the drummer on tour with us. Yeah.

Well, he came on real strong to Luann,
and she said thanks but no thanks as

nicely as possible, but things were
tense for a while. You know, real tense.

Nah, that's just Lloyd. He likes to
think he's irresistible.

Why was Luann driving your car that
night?

I have no idea.

Hers is still parked outside.

What's going on?

Hey, Ben.

Thank you for having us to party here.

All right, all right, folks. Hey, folks.
The party's over.

Hey, come on. I'm just trying to make
myself... Get out of here!

Hey, Jim, you look like hell.

Why don't you get some sleep, all right?
Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

We're going to have a talk, mister.

because the judge ordered you to be
here.

I'm defending you on a murder charge.

It could be that I'm the only thing
between you and a lot of hard time.

So from now on, you're going to do
exactly as I say.

No party, no drinking.

If I get you out of this and you want to
ruin your life after the trial, that's

fine with me. But I'll be damned if
you're going to do it while you're in my

house. You got that?

This is a valid contract, you sound... I
know it is. But, Bones, we just don't

have any money coming in. Larry, you
guaranteed us our salary whether Jimmy

could perform or not. I can't pay it if
I don't have any money. You guaranteed

to pay us if Jimmy could perform or not.
I pay in my own pocket. Whoa, whoa,

whoa.

Take it easy, though. Buy a drink. Come
on.

Come on, Billy.

Your drummer got a bad temp.

Used me of cheating on him.

Hell, I can't pay out salaries.

Now, with us stuck out here, but Lloyd,
he thinks I'm holding out on him. What'd

Lou Anne Carroll think?

Couple of stagehands heard what went on
backstage that night.

That Lou Anne accused you of stealing
from Jimmy. Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Now, there was a bunch of us standing
back there. She wasn't talking to me.

meant somebody else.

Who? I don't know.

Listen, you want to take a look at my
books, be my guest.

Maybe you can tell me how I'm supposed
to pay salaries out of a shutdown tour.

I'm sure you're doing the best you can.

There, there.

See? Anybody can play the drums.

They tell you what.

You come over to my house tonight, I'll
give you a nice, long, private lesson.

Hey, Barton.

Say, Mr. Wiley, I say, Bones.

Got it.

I talked to the police. Your alibi is
good.

That little lady corroborated your story
about spending the night with you.

Hi.

You have a way with women, don't you?

I mean that assault case over in shop.

That woman you beat up.

The one who withdrew the charges almost
immediately. That's what I mean when I

say you have a way with women.

It always seems to work in your best
interest.

Are you saying I got that woman to lie?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'm just
saying you have a way of handling women.

That wasn't quite the case with Lou Ann
Carroll, though, was it?

She was the one who got away, wasn't
she?

Or did she?

to live dangerously, don't you, mister?

Most people want to hit a man with my
color of hair in public.

I hear Luann accused some people of
stealing from Jimmy. Any idea why she'd

that? Well, Jimmy'd give him ones with
the shirt off his back if it asked for

it.

That's not how Luann thought.

In her mind, we were stealing the shirt
off his back.

It's her way of looking at the world.

She may have been right.

You know, Bones, some people are under
the impression that

you've been Jimmy's whipping boy.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, it could mean that you were a good
friend when he needed one.

Or it could mean you resented him. It's
hard to say.

Resent you.

Hey, Bones.

See you, son.

Get you something, mister?

No, I'm fine.

I see you know Jimmy LeGrand's fiddle
player. I mean, you know Jimmy?

Oh, yeah.

Served him hundreds of times.

It's his favorite hangout every time
he's down in Atlanta.

In fact, he was in here the night after
his last concert.

The night that Lou Anne Carroll got
herself killed.

I'm, uh...

Jimmy's lawyer.

My name's Fitzsimmons.

Well, I understand that Jimmy was pretty
drunk when he left here that night.

Well, no,

sir. I mean, I don't let none of my
customers leave here drunk. I mean,

the law.

Oh, I didn't mean it.

Excuse me, will you? I've got another
customer down here.

Yeah, what can I get for you?

I'm not drunk. I'm just awkward.

What are you doing?

I was looking for a pub.

I promised to stop drinking, not eating.

How's ham hocks and black -eyed peas
sound to you?

Right.

Poor folk food. Yeah.

Want the money? Mm -hmm.

All right.

You see Kitty today?

Yeah. How's she doing?

She's doing fine.

She's afraid of you.

Seems to think you've got a bad temper.

That's the reason she sends you that
note.

Instead of you having it out with you in
person.

Well, I'm not easy.

I know.

See, Kitty's the first woman who ever
believed in me.

I guess I just wasn't really able to
handle that.

Well, I gotta tell you one thing.

If you can't make it with her, I don't
know who you're gonna make it with.

Yeah?

Well, what'd you do when you got the
note?

Just... What anybody else would do, rid
it, put it down.

And drew a chair out the window.

Well, it was either that or kicked the
hell out of Bones. He was the one who

brought me the note.

Say, how about you take a note to her
from me?

Don't keep no good time.

Keep

good

rhythm, though, don't it?

Oh, Julie's gonna be so mad.

Lieutenant Peters has testified that
when he found Mr.

Legrand in the car, that struck... and
killed Luann Carroll, he appeared to be

intoxicated. Now, did you serve Mr.

Legrand any alcohol that night?

Yes, ma 'am, I did.

Did you see him leave your
establishment?

Yes, ma 'am. He left with some friends.

And in your opinion, was he intoxicated
when he left?

Well, he, uh... He sure looked drunk.

Mr. Fitzsimmons.

You look like you're holding back
something. Just tell us, under oath in

courtroom, was he intoxicated?

Now, look, if you're asking me to make
Jimmy Rand out to be some sort of liar,

I'm not... Answer the question, please.

Well, I... I say he looked drunk
because... Well, I'd... I'd been serving

him watered -down drinks all night long.

No, ma 'am, I don't see how he could
have been drunk.

What do you mean, watered -down drinks?

Well, I mean drinks with hardly any
booze in them.

Bones had... Mr.

Jennings had told me to. He said that he
was worried about Jimmy, something to

do with his wife. So I... I did like he
said, and I served him mostly mixer all

night long.

No, ma 'am, I... I don't see how in the
world he could have been drunk.

In other words, you think Mr.

Legrand... Was pretending to be drunk.

Objection. Call for speculation.

Sustained.

No further questions.

Cross -examine?

I have no questions, Your Honor.

This court is adjourned for the day.
We'll reconvene at 9 a .m. tomorrow

morning.

I was drunk that night.

I swear, I was drunk.

I know.

I think I know who did it.

Well, afternoon.

I'm looking for Molly Parnell.

Oh, that's me.

Oh, you must be Mr. Matlock.

Yeah. This is Tyler Hudson.

Pleased to meet you. Pleasure. Oh, here
are the telephone records and a paper

clip of the date you were interested in.
Oh, good. Thank you.

Would you look at that?

Wow.

You mean, do all these stars stay here?
You bet. Like Jimmy. He and his tour

have been coming here for four years
now.

Every time they play Atlanta.

Wow. That must be good for business to
be able to lay claim on something like

that. Better than all the advertising in
the world.

Well, what is it you give that other
motels don't?

Low rates?

They're reasonable.

Complimentary cocktail?

Are you kidding? I'd be out of business
in a day.

That must be something, a free room
service with X -rated movies.

Mr. Matlock, I thought you were smarter
than that.

Actually, I am.

I think you may be able to help me.

How's that?

I think you may be able to help me find
the person who killed Lou Ann Carroll.

Mr.

Legrand is as innocent today as he was
yesterday.

That's all.

I got your note.

Oh, I got it.

I have to paint everything but the
kitchen sink.

I

guess

if the truth be told.

You've known Jimmy LeGrand longer than
anybody in this room, isn't that right?

That's right.

Him and me go back a long way.

And you've known Kitty Carroll a long
time, too. Since before they're married.

So I guess that's why Kitty asked you to
pick up that note and take it to Jimmy,

because you're old friends.

Most likely.

Did she ask you to keep the motel where
she and her sister were staying a

secret?

I didn't tell her so.

So, if Ms.

Carroll were to testify that she told no
one else where she and Lou Anne were

staying, then you were the only other
member of the company to know. Isn't

right?

I guess so.

Did you place a call from your room at
the Emerald Motel

at exactly 2 .20 a .m.

The morning Lou Anne was killed?

No, sir.

Are you sure?

I subpoenaed your motel phone records.

Now, before I enter this into evidence,
maybe you want to reconsider your

testimony.

Maybe I did. I can't remember.

It's all right.

You don't have to.

A call was put through to Lou Anne's
room at exactly 2 .20

a .m. that same morning.

I subpoenaed their records, too.

Now, since you were the only one who
knew where they were staying, isn't it

logical that you're the one that made
that call?

Shoot, I couldn't have done it.

I couldn't even see the phone that
night, let alone dial it. I was too dang

drunk. You ask Larry Thorpe, ask any of
them.

Now, Mr.

Fitzsimmons, the bartender, has
testified that he did serve watered

But he didn't say because he couldn't.

Who actually drank those watered -down
drinks?

It was you, wasn't it? No, Jimmy got
them. Jimmy got them.

But Jimmy didn't drink them.

You made sure that Jimmy drank your
drinks, didn't you? So all you had to do

was act drunk.

No. When you left the Ramblers. No.

That's not right.

Are you sure you didn't call Luann's
room that morning and ask her to meet

in your parking lot? No, sir.

Are you sure that you didn't get in that
car beside Jimmy, who'd long since

passed out, and use it to run down Luann
Carroll?

Well, that's crazy. Why would I kill
Luann?

Kickbacks. Oh, no.

Lou Anne found out about those kickbacks
you'd been getting from the motels all

over the country where Jimmy and his
band, his entourage, stays when they're

tour. Larry makes all the hotel
reservations. How am I going to get a

Because you're the one who goes in at
leaving time and tells the manager

that he or she better cross your palm
with some cash if they want Jimmy's

business again.

That's got to mean in the last six
years, that means you've been knocking

three, four hundred thousand dollars.

Luann found out about it when she and
Kitty changed accommodations, didn't

She threatened to tell Jimmy, didn't
she?

So you killed her. I never did.

Only problem.

Only problem was, in using Jimmy's car
to murder Lou Anne,

you knocked a big hole in the radiator
so it wouldn't hold water.

And in order to try to make it out of
town, according to plan with Jimmy in

car, you had to stop somewhere to get
some water to put in that radiator very

carefully, hoping no one would see you.

Bones, what if I told you someone did
see you?

Okay, what the hell?

I didn't know who she was going to tell
about the money or if she was going to

tell or when or nothing. It was driving
me crazy.

So that night when Kitty walked off the
stage, everything sort of fell into

place.

So I fixed Luann's car so she'd have to
take Kitty's, called her, and

shoot, you know the rest.

Everybody loves you, Jim.

No jury would have convicted you.

Your Honor, move to dismiss.

The people join in the motion.

This case is dismissed.

Court is adjourned.

Congratulations.

How did you do that?

Do what?

Take up that witness.

Rochelle, it was three in the morning.
How could you possibly find somebody who

saw something?

I didn't.

Wait a minute. Ben, you said... No, no.
I didn't say there was a witness. I

said, what if there were a witness?
Okay.

You just dragged somebody off the
street.

Well, not off the street.

He's an old friend of Ben's from Athens.

He fixes antique clocks.

Come sit by my side, little darling.

Come lay your cool hand on my brow.

Promise me that you will never be

nobody's darling but mine.

You're sweet as the flowers in
springtime.

You're pure as the dew on the road.

I'd rather be somebody's darling than

a poor...

I know I've never been much, but I
promise you, from now on,

whatever it takes, I will be.

I know you will.

I hope.

Promise me that you will never be no
blood

is darling but mine.