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Hi.

I'm Leanne McIntyre. I'm an attorney.

My client asked me to give you this. He
caught someone trying to plant it in his

house yesterday afternoon.

He's fairly certain it's the same gun
used to kill Dennis Spears.

And the intruder, whom he didn't
recognize, is trying to frame him for

murder.

Have a nice day. Bye -bye.

Hold it. Hold it!

Your client got a name?

Well, of course.

Bye. It wouldn't be Ed Wingate by any
chance, would it?

Oh, is Ed Wingate a suspect?

We searched his house and found Dennis
Spears' watch and gold cufflinks.

If you tell Ed Wingate the sooner he
gets his butt in here to answer some

questions, the better.

If I see him, I'm going to tell him.

Bye -bye.

You're making me very nervous.

I'm not making a passage, you bink. I
just want a little information.

I shouldn't be talking to you.

I'm not a murderer, bink.

Keep eating.

Make it look like you're chewing when
you talk.

Did you tell anyone about the fight
Spears and I had?

Alan Pierce?

Brenda Farrell?

Some police lieutenant?

They were asking me a whole bunch of
questions about Dennis the morning after

was killed.

I'm sorry, it just slipped out. That's
okay.

Why were they asking you questions about
Dennis?

They knew he called me the night before.

About what?

He was pretty sure he had found the
house where the Sanborn kid was being

Wanted me to analyze some motor oil he'd
found in the driveway there.

Motor oil?

Where is this house?

He didn't say.

Do you still have the oil?

Yeah.

I'm going to send you another sample
this afternoon.

I want you to compare the two.

See if they came from the same engine.

If they find out what I'm doing, they
won't.

I'll be in touch.

Hey.

Your slip is showing.

Thank you.

I can't tell you how worried I was. I
felt helpless.

Pop, it was the worst four days of my
life.

Worse than the time Brewster Sherwood
took your bike apart and hung the pieces

down the outhouse? Oh, much worse. Ten
times worse.

Although that was pretty bad. Yeah,
that's a catch.

Is there anything else you want? You
want another hot dog?

I already had two. What are you trying
to do to me?

You look a little thin. I'm just trying
to fatten you up.

There's one thing you can do for me.
Anything. You just name it. Anything you

want. Be Barry and Tracy's lawyer.

You want me to defend the people who
kidnapped you?

Unless you do it, they're liable to get
some public defender who doesn't know

diddly and doesn't give two hoots. What
do you care about what happens to the

people who kidnapped you? They're nice
kids.

Stockholm Syndrome.

The what?

Stockholm Syndrome.

People who are held hostage often wind
up sympathizing with their captors,

sometimes to the point of defecting to
their cause.

I've read about it. I've seen it on TV.
I just, I never thought it would happen

to my own father.

Who's defecting?

I just think they deserve a fair shake,
that's all.

Billy!

Where have you been? I've been looking
all over for you. How come you won't

answer my call?

You know this person?

Pop, it's Ben.

I knew a man named Ben once.

Thought he was my friend.

Pop!

Then one day I saw his true colors.

My life was at stake.

And what did he do?

He bickered over what it was worth. I
wasn't bickering. I was stalled.

Tell Mr. Letts make a deal that as far
as I'm concerned, he no longer exists.

Yeah? Well, you tell Mr. Letts be
ungrateful as hell that he's a jerk!

How'd you get in here?

Quietly. I didn't mean to scare you. Oh.

I wonder if you'd do me a small favor.
Oh, try.

Would you deliver this oil sample to the
FBI lab?

See if it gets to a techie named Bink.
Okay.

Thanks.

Can I ask you something?

Anything. Well, one day you come in here
in a Hawaii shirt. Next day you come in

dressed like a...

Construction work. Sometimes I wear a
dress.

I wouldn't be surprised.

You wear those dark glasses at night.

You're the wind.

I really don't get that one. How'd you
get so far up in the FBI?

Results?

I work hard, go the extra mile, get the
job done.

I'm really not very different than you.

We're alike?

Yeah.

I don't think so.

Do you dress like other lawyers?

Uh, I don't know. Do you live in a big
house? No.

You figure if you get your client off,
that's the job.

Doesn't matter how you look or where you
live.

You won't even tell people what law
school you went to.

You're all right, Ed.

You're all right.

I wouldn't want you to marry my
daughter, but you're all right.

Well, that's okay.

We're probably not very compatible
anyway.

Yeah? She takes herself too seriously.

Yeah. Well, Mr. Bingham, what brings you
up from the bowels of the lab?

Well, something kind of bizarre is going
on, and I figured I'd better talk to

somebody before it got any bizarrer. Sit
down.

You know how Ed Wingate always claims
that some person planted the gun in his

house, the one that killed Dennis
Spears, so it would look like he was the

who offed him?

Yes.

Well, I kind of ran into him today. You
saw Ed Wingate?

Yeah, well, actually... Where?

He was at a restaurant downtown.

He was doing one of his drag numbers.

Anyway, he asked me to analyze some oil
that leaked from the car of the guy that

he says planted the gun in his house.

I did.

And here's what's really weird. You not
only talked to him, you did him a favor.

Bingham, the man is wanted for
questioning. The oil that Ed Wingate

matched the sample that Dennis Spears
sent over the night he died.

Are you sure?

Both samples came from the same engine.

I'm positive.

Brenda? Oh, good, you're still here.

Come to my office.

We may have a break in the Sanborn case.

Did you tell Edwin to get you?

No, he said he'd call.

Yo, Bink here.

It's Wingate.

Have you compared the oil samples yet?

Yep, I sure did.

And?

And?

I can't hear you very well with all that
music there. Where are you?

Never mind.

Did they match? Well, the oils matched,
yeah, but did they come from the

same engine? That's the tough part.

Well, did they?

Well, you see, first I filtered out all
of the

particles and... Did they or didn't
they, Bing?

Yes.

How can you be sure?

Well, that's what I've been trying to
tell you.

First I filtered all of the particles
out from the sample.

That wasn't easy, you know.

Oh, of course not.

Then what'd you do?

Uh, well, uh...

or the FBI?

Alan Pierce, special agent in charge.
This is Agent Farrow.

Well, Agent Wingate is a long gone. He
figured that you'd trace the call.

I've been that long.

No kidding.

Yeah.

Sit down. Have some pizza.

Might as well they had bought it.

Vegetarian, wouldn't you know it?

Where is he?

Oh, I don't know.

And if I did, I'd be on or bound not to
tell you.

Want my pineapple?

I understand he has some information
that might help us solve the Sanborn

kidnapping case.

Well, all Ed knows is that whoever
kidnapped Matthew is the same man that

at his house planting the jewelry and
the gun that was used to kill Dennis

Spears. At least the guy was driving the
same car.

Well, Ed has got to come in and tell us
what he looked like.

Well, he'd love to.

But he's a little concerned about
something. What is that?

Artichoke.

You want it?

Mr. Matlock.

Well, the way Ed sees it, the kidnapper
somehow found out

that Dennis Spears was on to him.

So he killed him.

And then he framed Ed to cover for
himself.

The problem is, how did Mr.

Kidnapper... No, to frame Ed. I mean, he
didn't know who he was or where he

lived or the fact that he just had a big
fight with Dennis Pierce.

Unless... Unless what?

Somebody at the FBI told him.

Are you suggesting that someone at the
FBI is in business with a kidnapper?

Saints preserve us.

That's how it looks.

You really believe that?

All saints preserve us. And you?

Or an idiot.

Relax, relax. It's just me.

Sorry I had to sneak in, but I may be
watching the house.

Why are you dressed so?

I don't know.

No, no, no. Ben, Ben. We have to talk.

Call me in the morning.

You may have tapped the phone. Oh, come
on, Ben.

You weren't sleeping that well anyway.

Oh, the pizza.

Who ever heard of putting raisins on
pizza?

There were no raisins in that pizza.

Perch.

Oh.

Listen, I, uh, I followed Alan Pierce
and Brenda Farrell after they left the

pizzeria last night. You did?

I figured they'd be pretty shaken up
after they talked to you.

They might have recognized you.

Not me.

Well, that's right. You're the lamb.

Here they go.

Alan Pierce took Brenda Farrell back to
the office to get her car where they

split up.

Instinct told me to follow her, which I
did all the way to South Carolina.

where she has a very nice beach house
right on the water with a very nice

Porsche tucked in the garage.

I'll bet she spends her weekends there.

Is she married?

Divorced.

How many?

Zip.

Ben?

That's all right, Roy.

Then... it is morning.

Miss Harrington?

Please.

So, Mr. Lewis.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Well, first off, I want to assure you
that we have a very strong case against

Mr. Feldman and Ms. Riggins, and that I
intend to prosecute them to the full

extent of the law.

I kind of wish you wouldn't.

Beg your pardon?

I'd like to see him get off.

Stockholm's in it.

Well, is he getting help?

Oh, no, no. He doesn't think he needs
it. You know, you're talking about me,

I'm right here.

Mr. Lewis, kidnapping is an extremely
serious crime.

You're very fortunate.

All too many kidnap victims wind up
dead.

They never wanted to hurt me. Look at
me. It's not a scratch on me.

All they wanted to do was get back at
Ben.

Who can blame them?

Sending Barry's brother to prison like
that.

Get him help.

Preferably before he testifies.

I'm not going to testify.

What? I refuse to participate in this
tapestry of justice.

Travesty of justice, Pop.

You agree, huh?

Look, Mr. Lewis, if I don't put you on
the stand, the jury's going to think

something's wrong. Something is wrong.
These kids shouldn't be on trial.

You are going to testify, even if I have
to subpoena you.

Look, I believe we're through here.

I'll put you in court.

No, you won't.

Yes, you will.

And it's not going to be pretty.

mark the bill?

The night before, after I'd gotten the
money together, while we were all

for the kidnapper to call.

I took a blue pen and I made little
marks next to Grant on nearly all the

like that one.

Dr.

Sanborn, do you have any idea how big a
chance you took?

The kidnapper had discovered it. I know.

I know. I can't believe I did it.

They meant you could have been killed.

I realize that.

I must have been out of my mind.

Why didn't you say something when
Matthew was released?

Why did you wait till now?

Well, to tell you the truth, I forgot.

I mean, the money seems so hideously
unimportant compared to seeing and

Matthew again.

And as you know, we've been out of town,
and I just forgot.

I'm sorry.

Well, I'll get the word out and see if
any of these fifties have shown up

anywhere.

Depending on his spending habits, he
could lead us to the kidnapper.

You lucked out once, Dr. Sanborn.

Maybe you will again.

My name is Billy Lewis, and I live in
Will Springs, Georgia.

Your Honor, due to the reluctance of the
witness to voluntarily cooperate in

providing testimony, the state answered
to be treated as a hostile witness.

Proceed.

On February 10th of this year, you were
kidnapped.

Is that right?

No. You were escorted at gunpoint from
the home of Ben Matlock, were you not?

Yeah, but I wouldn't call that being
kidnapped.

It was more like getting an invitation
to a commissary party that I didn't feel

like refusing.

Do you recognize those two people over
there?

Yeah, that's Barry Feldman and Tracy
Riggins.

I wanted my son to be their lawyer, but
he gave me a lot of gas about conflict

of interest.

Are those the two people who escorted
you from Mr. Matlock's home at gunpoint

that day?

Well, I went with them.

I'm not sure about that gunpoint stuff.

They made you lie down in their van and
then tied your hands together with duct

tape, did they not?

Yeah, but they didn't tie me very tight.

I could have gotten away if I'd really
wanted to.

They took you to a room and held you
prisoner there for four days, correct?

No. They housed me.

They fed me donuts, played cards with
me.

To tell you the truth, it was really
more like being on a vacation.

Except you weren't allowed to leave,
were you, Mr. Lewis? Who said I wanted

Mr. Feldman made several calls to Ben
Matlock, saying that he would kill you

Mr. Matlock didn't pay him a large sum
of money. Did he not?

Now, that's very interesting that you
should mention money and Ben Matlock in

the same sentence. Because as far as I'm
concerned... Just answer the question!

She's got a lot of nerve calling me
hostile.

How long do I have to put up with this
judge?

I couldn't believe it when he told me he
marked the bill.

We never discussed doing something like
that.

He never even brought up the subject.

Well, no harm done. The money's still in
the safe. We'll just have to go out

there and pull all the mark bills.

You can launder them next month.

What's next month?

You have to go to Europe next month.

Oh, didn't I tell you?

What for?

Oh, I will make up something.

Hmm. Oh, did you get a hold of Becker?
He's going to meet us there.

Well, come on, let's go.

Hang on, hang on.

Do you see that drunk propped up against
the building across the street?

What about him?

He's wearing $200 boots.

You two take care of the money.

I'm going to take care of that boat,
though, once and for all.

3 -31, 3 -31, 3 -55, you all ready?

These people wanted to talk with you, so
I got on my car phone and arranged for

a little meeting.

Enjoy.

Becker!

How long have you been here? A couple of
minutes.

Dr. Sanborn marked the bill, huh?

It's just a 50. Didn't tell us about it
until today.

Where's Beryl?

Handing Wingate over to the cops.

Okay.

Pull all the bills that have a blue ink
mark somewhere in the vicinity of

Grant's face.

I don't see any ink marks, do you?

He's not breathing.

Check his pulse.

I had to shoot. He went for his gun.

Who was he?

Kirk Becker. Did five years of Walla
Walla for extortion.

Relieved two years ago. Looks like he
picked up right where he left off.

Thanks, son.

You can go now.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Thank you so much.

I just want to thank you again for going
to the FBI and saying you'd mark those

bills. You know, I'm afraid I still
don't understand what that was all

Unfortunately, it's a long story that
didn't quite have the ending we were

hoping for.

The kidnapper's dead.

How could you hope for a better ending
than that?

Well, he died before we could find out
whether he was working alone or with

somebody.

Got your money back. At least that's
something.

We got Matthew back.

That was all that was really important.

Thanks. Bye.

Oh,

Leanne, did you talk to Edwin? I'm going
in there right now. Good, I'll see you

in a minute. Well, where are you going?

Let's see. Not now. Not now. Not now.
Where the hell do you get off

with an FBI investigation like that?
I've got to get in there. I've got to

in there. My daughter made me drink all
this fruit juice this morning. I've got

to get in there.

I was following up on a tip. If you and
the cavalry had arrived any earlier, you

could have blown the whole thing.

As it is, the purpose is dead. And I'm
on leave, all thanks to you. Now, wait a

minute.

You're the one who pulled the trigger.

What do you mean you followed up on a
tip?

It's just what I said.

Somebody called Agent Farrell and told
her to check out the warehouse.

It was after hours, so she came to my
place. We discussed it. And I went to

warehouse where she helped the police
take your client into custody. Yeah, you

got a tip.

We got a tip. And I got one for you, Mr.
Matlock.

Stay off my tail.

And out of my face.

Agent Farrell lives pretty high on the
hog, you know that.

Beach cottage in South Carolina?

Portion in the garage?

What are you getting at?

I said it before, I'll say it again.

The only way Kurt Becker could have
known to frame Ed Wingate is if somebody

the FBI told him to.

I hate to tell you this, Mr. Van Lark,
but Agent Farrell was in my office

briefing me on the Sanborn kidnapping
case at the time that Dennis Spears was

murdered. So if Ed Wingate really didn't
kill him, it had to have been Kurt

Becker. Unfortunately, he's dead.

It was a good plan.

Really was.

I knew there was a chance I'd get
caught.

Just didn't expect Kurt Becker to get
killed.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Sorry I'm late.

Are you all right?

Oh, I'm much better, thanks.

I had a nice chat with Agent Pierce.

I hope you ask him how he wound up in
that warehouse with Kurt Becker and the

ransom money. Let me guess. An anonymous
tip?

Well, maybe it's just as well.

I've obviously lost my edge, my ability
to outthink and outdo my opponents.

My professional efficiency is defunct.
Oh, shut up.

We, the jury, find the defendants Barry
Thelman and Tracy Riggins... Guilty of

kidnapping.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen of the
jury, for a job well done. You are

excused from further duty in this case
and free to leave this courtroom.

Court is adjourned.

I'm so sorry. Take it easy. It's all
right. I mean, we did it. We should pay.

Yeah, but you're going to go to prison.

It's okay. It'll give Tracy a chance to
lose some weight, and I'll get to visit

my brother. It's all my fault.

Billy, we kidnapped you, remember?

Yeah, but you didn't have anything
against me. You just wanted to get back

Ben. Yeah, still do.

Cheapskate. What a jackass. Oh, I knew I
liked you guys.

Why so quiet?

Sit down.

Matlock knows about this place.

He knows about the portion.

He's been asking a lot of questions.

So?

As long as he can't prove anything, who
cares?

The thing is, the pressure is getting to
you. You're getting worried, depressed.

I am?

You're afraid everyone is going to find
out you've been getting rich, kidnapping

children. You can't face the
humiliation.

So... Kill yourself.

Give it up, Pierce.

I know you told me to stay off your
tail, but I just couldn't help myself.

We pulled off four kidnappings.

Not counting the Sanborn case.

Kurt Becker would make the snatch and
see to it nobody got hurt.

While Alan and I would make sure he made
a clean getaway.

We'd meet up later and split the ransom.
How much money did you make?

Each of us took in close to $400 ,000 in
two years.

Dennis Spears, how did he fit in?

Kurt Becker saw him snooping around his
place.

Figured he was getting too close for
comfort.

He called me.

I called Alan Pierce.

Next thing I knew, Dennis was dead.

Who killed him?

It wasn't me. Where were you that night?

As a matter of fact, I was out in
Glendale Hills, casing the home of a

prospective victim.

So you can't prove where you were that
night?

Actually, I can.

A private security guard pulled up next
to us in his patrol car and asked us

what we were doing.

I flashed my shield and told him to get
lost.

I'm sure he'll remember.

You were with somebody.

Kurt Becker.

Well, it wasn't her and it wasn't Kurt
Becker. Still could have been Ed

Oh, come on.

This kidnapping ring stuff's all very
interesting. But when it comes to the

murder of Dennis Spears, the facts...

Still point to Ed Wingate.

And since you seem to be going up
against a 20 -year veteran of the FBI,

are they always will.

I'm sorry.

Dennis Spears.

Supposed to be a good agent. Maybe he
left us a clue.

Tape -recorded message would be nice.

Well, let's see.

Now, he was on the telephone.

Hello?

Uh -huh. Yeah. Had a little
conversation.

And then he hung it up.

And then he turned around and I was the
killer.

And he got shot.

He didn't die right away. He put up a
big fight.

Fighting, hitting him.

And he got hit again.

And he fell down.

Dead.

And then the cop takes stuff out of his
pockets and some other stuff made it

look like it was a robbery.

Oh, Dad, look at this.

What?

Well, get up here and look at this.

You gonna give me a hand?

You know, you are too old to be falling
down like this. I'm not too old to be

falling down like this.

Or myself.

Come here, come here, come here.

Look, look at this.

Now look at this.

How

long

have you been with the FBI, Agent
Pierce?

Going on 23 years.

And what's your current salary?

$65 ,000.

You married?

Yes, but my wife and I have been
separated for almost a year now.

You have an account in a bank in the
Bahamas, don't you?

Yes. And only you have access to that
account?

Yes. So all the money that's in it is
there because you put it there?

Yes.

Here's some records from that bank.

It's got all your...

deposits and balances.

Would you just read your current
balance?

$413 ,690.

Get out of town.

How can a man that makes $65 ,000 a year
get his hands on that

kind of money?

I guess they just know how to say it.

You were recently arrested and charged
with kidnapping, weren't you?

Yes. And an agent under your supervision
named Brenda Thow was arrested and

charged for kidnapping too.

Yes. Only she confessed.

She said that you and a man named Kurt
Becker and she were partners.

That doesn't make it true.

But you did kill Kurt Becker, didn't
you? In the line of duty, yes.

And you were arrested...

for trying to kill Agent Farrell, would
you?

Again, just because Agent Farrell said
something does not mean it's true.

And when she told you that Dennis Spears
was closing in on Kurt Becker, you

killed him, too, so that he would never
know that you and Kurt Becker and Agent

Farrell were in cahoots. No, I did not.

When was the last time you were in...

Agent Spears' house.

The night he died, the police called me
when the body was found. So you were

there the night he died.

That's correct.

The reason I ask is, uh, this is a blow
-up.

Uh, one of the police photos of the, uh,
crime scene.

You see that, that stack of mail there
with that plastic card on it with the

magnetic, uh, line there?

Yes, uh, that's Dennis's passkey to the
garage at headquarters.

Well, that's not quite true. This is a
blow -up of that blow -up. See?

And if you look careful, you can read
the name on this pass card.

Would you read along?

Alan Pierce. Alan Pierce. That's your
pass key.

What's your pass key doing at the scene
of the crime?

I know what happened. They, uh...

They issued that passkey the day before,
only Dennis was so busy on the Sanborn

case he never got his, so I swung by his
house to drop it off. I must have given

him the one with my name on it by
mistake.

Ah, that's what happened over at Dennis
Spears. It's a simple mix -up. I just

never noticed it until just now.

You're saying this all occurred the
night before the murder?

That's right. I told my secretary where
I was going and why. You can ask her.

Yeah. Well, okay. But look at the date
on this postmark here.

It says, get you right here?

Yeah. It says February 11th. See there?

He had just brought this mail in. He
hadn't even gotten around to opening it

yet. And here's your passkey right smack
dab on top of it.

So what?

He probably used it all day like I used
his. And got home after work, took it

out of his pocket.

Dropped it on his desk where it landed
on his mail.

Well, you're right.

He did. He used his all day. He is in
and out of that office a lot, working on

the Sanborn kidnapping.

I had Lieutenant Bronson remove the past
key in question

from Mr. Spears' house, and he had the
lab ID,

the fingerprints on it.

Your fingerprints are all over it.

You know how many Dennis Spears prints
are on it?

None.

Now, how could he have used this passkey
all day without leaving any

fingerprints on it?

You're right, he couldn't.

He couldn't.

The only way this card could have wound
up on top of this unopened mail was

there was some kind of mix -up.

It fell out of your pocket during the
struggle, didn't it?

It landed on that male.

And after it was over, after you had
killed him, you picked up his card and

left.

And when you found out about the fight
that my client, Ed Wingate,

had had with... You told Kurt Becker to
frame him by planting the murder weapon

at his house.

If you've got some other explanation,
I'm sure the jury would like to hear it.

That's what I thought.

No, thanks. I'll grab some of your
office.

You're really looking forward to getting
back, aren't you? Fighting crime is my

life, Leanne.

In fact, if either of you ever has any
trouble that involves the smuggling of

drugs or illegal weapons, mail fraud,
bank robbery, racketeering, anything

that, rest assured, you have a friend in
the FBI.

That's very reassuring.

Anne! Yoo -hoo!

In the kitchen, Belly!

He's not mad at you anymore.

Clem, you remember Ed. Billy Lewis, Ed
Wingate, FBI agent.

Never mind.

Would you like some coffee? No.

Ben,

I owe you an apology.

In fact, I very well may owe you my
life.

I just want you to know I'm grateful.

Really?

Come here.

What? I want to give you a hug.

Guess who's been seeing a therapist?

He's been helping me deal with the
trauma of being kidnapped.

In fact, at first I was going to make
you pay his bill.

What? But then I realized that that kind
of hostility doesn't get anybody

anywhere.

It's time to become friends, Ben.

It's time to make real contact.

Come here.

No. It'll make us both feel better. No.

Yes, it will. Come on.

No. Yes. No.

Dad.