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Mars alone.

Dad, listen, my date fainted out on me.

Do you want to go out and grab some ribs
and just chew the fat, father and son?

Feeling kind of lonely, huh?

Lonely? Me? No.

I just thought maybe you'd want to get
out of the house for a while.

Well, Steve, I tell you the truth, I'm a
little snowed under with work here.

Look, if you're all right, I have this
serious sickness to diagnose, you know.

Okay, well, maybe next time, huh?

Okay, son. Bye.

Why did you grow that silly mustache?

You look like a vacuum cleaner
attachment.

And don't slouch, for heaven's sake.

You get the suitcase. I have a bad back.

Dora, it is good to see you.

You too, baby brother.

Do you

remember... Snuffles. Ruffles. Ruffles.
Say hello, Ruffles.

He picked that up all by himself.

Don't know where.

I thought you weren't due in town till
tomorrow.

There was one place left on the Concord.
I made them give it to me. It's good

owning a travel agency.

Didn't Marcel call?

Who? Our man in Geneva. About my being
early?

No. He's fired.

Well, no, don't fire anybody. Those
misunderstandings happen, Dora.

You're still reading mysteries?

They're rotting your brain.

Do you mind?

I had my fill of Mozart when I was in
Austria.

Ah, that's better.

Now I feel at home. I'm going to have to
stay with you until my new house is

ready. Well, that's nice. How long will
that be?

Tomorrow. Oh, great, great.

Silly house had termites. They gassed it
today. Apparently the fumes need a day

to disperse.

Well, look at this. We have a whole
evening together, just the two of us.

Hello?

It's Helsinki.

Only be a sec. After we can have a nice
visit and do some catching up. Just the

two of us.

Hi,

Steve. Listen, I feel badly. You called
in your time of need. I was busy.

Listen, son, work can wait. Come on
over. I'm here for you.

Dad, what's going on?

Are you alone?

Well, actually, you know what?

Your aunt Dora's here to visit.

Dad, I'm sorry. You're on your own.

Steve?

Steve?

Will you mind not using the phone? I'm
expecting Rio to call.

Well, you're using that phone.

Well, I'd have to hear a number for
callbacks.

If you're not busy, you can take my bag
into the guest room.

Dora, I don't have a guest room. I
turned it into an office.

Mark, with my back, I must have a bed. I
can't sleep on the sofa. No human

being could sleep on that sofa.

Sloan.

Got the phone. Got the phone.

We both got back to home.

Uh -oh. Too late.

Floyd, you're up. I thought it was for
me, but it's the hospital.

Something about the blood transfusion.

Yadda, yadda, yadda.

I had no idea it was so far.

You know, Dora, maybe you should learn
to drive.

It's hard getting around L .A. without a
car.

I've never had any trouble getting
people to give me rides.

This is still loose. He swore to me he'd
have it cemented down. He? Oh, my

realtor, Mr. Wardell.

He's a charming man, but honestly, the
memory of a sieve. He never returns a

call.

You know, maybe we'd better wait until
the exterminators remove that seal. They

use some pretty strong gases on
termites, cyanide being the least of it.

don't be silly. They said it'd be
perfectly safe after 24 hours.

This says it's been 20 hours.

They made a tomato.

Huh?

Look at that view.

Oh, that idiot.

Who?

Mr. Wardell, I told him to get antique
bronze curtain rods.

What do you think of this?

What's that supposed to be?

I have no idea.

I'm thinking of using it as a koi pond.

Oh, fish in the entry hall. That's
interesting.

Hey, look here.

The whole house has a central vacuum
system. Oh, that's handy.

Oh, look at that. What?

The fireplace.

Cozy. But it's streaked with soot. Oh,
it's absolutely disfigured.

Well, soot streaks and fireplaces kind
of go together.

Not in my house.

Wood -paneled den.

Vaulted ceilings.

Walking closet.

dead. Oh, my God. This is Harvey
Wardell.

Well, no wonder you didn't call.

What are you doing here? Any realtor
knows not to walk into a house that's

been fumigated.

Dora, the man's had a fatal accident.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm upset.

Or could be foul play.

Oh, no. Don't try to comfort me.

Obviously, he came to check on the house
and had a heart attack.

Or a stroke.

And I called him names. I don't deserve
comfort.

I'm not trying to comfort you.

Look at this tear in his pants pocket.

And when is the last time you walked
into a closet, left the light off, and

closed the door behind yourself?

He forgot the phone jack in the bathroom
and that paint job.

That's his idea of muted eggshell? He
did nothing.

Dora, the man's dead.

Oh, sure. The perfect excuse.

Can I borrow the phone?

Athens may try to call me.

Well, they'll keep trying. Greeks aren't
quitters.

Just a moment.

Yes, Mr. Dr. Sloan? Dad, Steve.

Where are you?

I'm out front.

This is her house, isn't it?

Is she in there?

Yes,

doctor, I concur.

Tell the surgeon I think the recommended
procedure would be to go straight in.

Don't put it off. You understand what
I'm saying? Go straight in.

Aunt Dora.

Steve.

I haven't heard from you since last
Christmas.

Thank you for the five dollars.

Must you slouch like your father?

Are you still a captain?

A lieutenant.

You've been demoted?

I never was a captain, Aunt Dora.

Are you married yet?

Not yet.

Are you?

Not yet.

Lieutenant, the bug guy's here.

Oh, good. I want to talk to him. So do
I.

Aunt Dora, why don't you stay here? I'm
sure you have some more nits to pick.

Well, it's not like I'm a chronic
complainer, but I should give that

another try.

Good.

Lieutenant Sloan, Shep Crookton.

You did the extermination here?

Put up the tent, gassed it, took it
down. Why?

Did you make sure there was no one in
the house before you gassed it?

Since here I did, I must have.

There's the dead man in there. It looks
like he died from the fumigation.

Hey, I don't inch by inch a house that's
been vacant for a year.

Besides, we were two hours putting the
tent up. He's the careless one.

Well, he's been punished.

That's all. You can go.

Steve, there's a very big question going
unanswered here.

When can Dora move in that house?

Well, it depends.

If this turns out to be an accident, she
can move in right away.

But if it is a murder, we're going to
have to seal the house off while we

investigate. What's to investigate?

I mean, it's an accident. It's obvious.

Wait a minute. You're the one who
noticed the torn pants pocket and the

closet door.

You're the one who said foul play.

I was wrong. I admit it. I'm not proud.

Look, Dad, get a grip.

This could be over in a couple of days.

Certainly no more than a month.

A month? The door's going to be in my
house for a month?

Klaus, ich weigere nicht, dass du dir in
Florida ein Auto mietest.

Es ist besser, wenn ich eine Lumesine
mit.

Mark, don't, Klaus.

Jawohl. Ja.

And unless it turns out not to be a
murder, I'm stuck with her for a month.

hadn't been a ruffle.

Mark, he's your sister.

She's your own flesh and blood. I love
her.

Barely. I just... She's hard to be with,
you know?

I can't use my bed or my bag.

Hi, all. Hey, Steve. Steve, the autopsy
report. Uh -huh. Well, he died of

poisoning. Cyanide and other gas was
commonly used on termites.

So it was an accident.

He also had a hefty dose of
phenobarbital in his bloodstream.

You mean he was drugged?

And left in the house to be gassed.

It's a murder.

We have sealed off the scene.

I can't have her for another month.

I can't. I can't do it.

There's a space by the entrance.

See? Where is it? Right there.

This one?

H. Wardell, that's the dead man's
parking place.

I don't think he's expected.

Oh, this is a real fun time.

Yeah, coming.

Can I help you?

Everyone, I'm Doris Sloan.

Mr. Wardell's client.

I bought the Ferncrest house and I
should be needing help with it. Yes, we

a little help on the property that my
sister bought. I can call somebody if

you'd like to have a seat. Thank you
very much, Doris.

You, Genevieve Ducasse, are my new
realtor.

Me?

Listen, that was Harvey's listing.

I've never even seen the house.

Well, you're going to see a lot more of
it than you bargained for.

There is a bathroom that needs a phone
jack.

There is a leak in the service porch.

Excuse me.

Are you Mr. Wardell? Were you Mr.
Wardell's secretary?

Yes, I'm Lena Prosser.

You know, my sister and I were the ones
who found Mr. Wardell.

Were you with him for a very long time?

Too long.

Oh, I don't mean to speak ill of the
dead, but I thought I was going to learn

real estate here. All I learned was
coffee.

Coffee? Yeah, he mainlined it.

He'd come in mornings with his thermos
full of perfectly good coffee, and he'd

dump it out.

Then I had to have a fresh pot ready.
Then I had to have another pot ready to

put in his thermos when he went out. I
should have been a waitress. They get

tipped.

You don't sound as if you thought too
much of him.

Oh, well, he could be sweet, but, you
know, I was his clean -up crew.

If a customer was unhappy, like that
guy, that Mr. Macklin who tried to hit

it was me who had to calm him down. It
was also me who had to cover with his

wife when he, you know... Fool around?

Yeah, with customers.

You know, the husband's too busy to look
at home, so the wife does the scouting.

Well, he would meet the women in empty
houses.

And, um, naturally, when the husband
started to wonder where their wives

well, they'd call here.

What did you tell him?

I could honestly say I didn't know who
Harvey was with.

He didn't tell me. He kept the details
in his appointment book.

My God, what am I doing?

What? You're talking about Mr. Wardell.
No, making coffee.

I don't have to do this anymore.

I'm free.

Excuse me, that lady who was talking to
Mrs. Dacasse?

Yeah, she dragged her off to look at
some house she bought. Who was she?

First person I ever thought, Browbie
Genevieve.

You must need this fireplace.

Dora, Mr. Koss, ladies, please, out now.

Mark, it's my house. I have to show Mr.
Koss what needs fixing.

Keep it good in that fireplace.

Fireplaces do get dirty.

That one was clean.

Dora, do you remember? We talked about
this. This is a murder scene. Nothing

be touched.

Who's touching? We're looking.

The paint in this room is a disaster.

Let me get the light switch.

No, don't touch anything.

The fingerprints.

I gathered fingerprints were the word,
so I used it.

That's good. Good.

But that's not ladies.

They were supposed to use muted
eggshell.

They used off -muted eggshell.

Here, please.

May I have yours, please?

I don't have one. It wasn't my listing.

Oh, uh, realtors have these lock boxes
so there'll be a key at the side. Could

you open that, please?

I don't have the combination.

But all agents have the combination so
anyone can show the house.

Usually, but Harvey wasn't a team
player.

He wouldn't let us show his listing, so
he had his own lock box.

Well, this is a beginning anyway.

Adora, let's get it clear.

Under no circumstances...

Can you wait? This is important.

Hello?

Alvaro.

You're Mr.

Worsdale. I understand he wasn't exactly
a credit to the firm.

Sure he was. He brought in some great
listings.

But, I mean, he did leave some unhappy
customers, didn't he? The guy came in

last week and calls the scene Mr.

Macklin. That was over pretty quickly.

Who told you about that?

Miss Prosser.

Lena?

Don't let her victim act fool you.
Little Lena is planning to get rich off

Harvey. She is?

She brought a sexual harassment suit
against him and the company.

Now that he's dead, there's nobody to
testify against her, so she's kindly

offered to settle for two million.

That's odd. You know, she complained
about the job, not Mr. Wardell.

Oh, Lena loved her job.

For two years, she was Harvey's mother
hen.

God help anybody but her who tried to
touch his...

Thermos. You mean that nobody else
touched that?

Not ever.

Excuse me.

I've used the phone.

I'm speaking Barcelona.

Steve, I know who the killer is.

Wardell's secretary.

I know how she gave him the
phenobarbital.

You want to check on that thermos. She's
the only one who ever even touched it.

Do you know what this means, my friend?

It means I'm free.

Free at last.

Dolores, you look radiant.

Well, thank you, and so do you.

You must be getting on better with your
sister.

No, I am getting rid of her.

How can you talk that way about your
sister?

Well, that's right. You never met her,
have you? No.

Listen, she's cooking dinner tonight.
You want to come over and make it a

goodbye party?

Hmm. Shouldn't she know I'm coming?

I'll invite Jack and Amanda, too.

I need people around me.

That'll be three friends.

Dr. Sloan?

Dr. Sloan, where have you been all
morning?

Make that four friends.

And someday we're going to build a
little home for two or three or four

or more in the land.

When we were kids, I always wanted to
sing, and I was always trying to get him

to sing. You know, we never wanted to
sing. And when I finally get him to

he was so glad. Now, aren't you glad you
did that? I was real glad.

Praise him. He's so needy.

He's driving you crazy. I love her.

She's a good cook. I hope the puff
pastries aren't too hot. Puff pastries

favorite. You are.

Norman Brink.

The administrator.

It's odd that a man in your position
would have such a poor posture.

Someone ironed that shirt.

Why didn't you bring your wife along?

Oh, I'm not married. My mother likes to
iron. She lives with me.

Well, you could bring your girlfriend.

I really don't have one.

Boyfriend?

No. No boyfriend.

Next time, don't be shy. Bring him.

And you're Dolores. We've spoken on the
phone. That's me.

Mmm, these are delicious.

Easy. You don't need it.

And your name? I'm Jack Stewart.

Mark is supervising my residence.

Does everyone at your hospital stand
like an ape?

Can everyone see her? Now, that's great
posture.

Look and learn.

Dinner will be ready in three minutes.
Okay.

Look and learn?

What are you kidding me? It's the
ballet.

What did I do?

Ah! Princess!

Princess!

Hi, everybody.

Yes, it's it. I'm sorry for
interrupting.

Oh, Steve, I'll get your plate.

Oh, thank you, Aunt Dora. I just had a
cheeseburger in the car.

I just had some news for Dad.

The laptops are back?

Right. Excuse me, welcome.

So, what did they find in the coffee
thermos?

Coffee? What else did they say?

It was still hot after two days.

That's a good thermos.

I'm not asking you for a thermos
commercial. I'm asking you to prove that

Wardell's secretary gave him the Fina
Barber, though. I can't. All they found

the thermos was coffee.

She's not the killer.

Could be anybody.

Look,

check Wardell's window.

Talk to that Macklin, the angry
customer.

And look in Wardell's appointment book.
She only had a date with Les.

I have four orders for coffee.

Decaf for you two, I think.

Well, there's no mention of an
appointment book at any evidence

So, Wardell didn't have it on him when
he died.

Maybe he left it at home.

Well, that's my next stop. I'm going to
go interview the widow.

First night on the sofa, my back went.

Now my neck's gone.

Well, Dora always was a pain in the
neck. Oh, yeah.

You know, the funny thing was, she
wasn't always that way. When we were

she was great.

She was such fun in those days. We used
to joke a lot. We sang together a lot.

Aunt Dora? Yeah.

We sang together some last night.

Just like old times.

Of course, in the music, Aunt, didn't
she?

Dora, yeah.

Well, the quicker we find her killer,
the sooner we'll have her out of your

hair. What about Wardell's car?

I checked. No appointment book.

Did he have one of those non -spill
coffee mugs in there?

Yeah, I think so. Why?

At his office yesterday, I noticed
coffee color stains on the ground by his

parking space.

Meaning?

Wardell liked his coffee fresh.

And when he pulled in the parking place,
he used to dump the old stuff, and then

he'd refill the mug later from a fresh
-brewed thermos.

That's why we didn't find any traces in
the thermos.

The killer put the phenobarbital in the
mug.

So then Wardell just poured coffee on
top of it and drugged himself.

So that gives us the how. Maybe that'll
give us the who.

Yeah, but Wardell drove a convertible.

Everybody had access to that mug.

So we've got some suspects to check out.
Wardell's secretary, certainly the

customer who assaulted him.

Right after I interviewed the widow.
Isn't she near Beverly Hills?

Yeah, why?

Come on, don't do it so fast.

All right, all right, Brent.

All right, cut, cut, straighten it out,
straighten it out. I am. Straighten it

out.

Thank you for driving me to the design
center. Everybody says it's the place to

go for furniture.

Wait a minute. This isn't a design
center. This is somebody's home.

Uh, Ann Dora, I've got an appointment
here. Would you mind waiting?

Well, I'm certainly not going to let the
time go to waste.

Alex Hypertrovich?

Mrs. Wardell?

Lieutenant Sloan?

Ah, yes.

You said you don't think Harvey's death
was accidental.

No, ma 'am. This is a murder
investigation.

I'm not surprised.

Harvey was one man Will Rogers never
met. Come on in.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize.

This is Mr. Michael Shand, my personal
trainer.

Michael was just going to make us a cup
of tea.

Want some?

Uh, actually, do you have any coffee?

No, not in my house. Not anymore.

Tea will be great.

Mrs. Wardell, you don't, uh, seem
terribly affected by your husband's

We all grieve in our own ways.

You said you had some questions?

Yes, your, uh, husband had an
appointment book.

Might have left it at home.

Oh. Not a chance. It went with him
everywhere.

Excuse me.

I must use your phone right away. Mine
says low bat.

Who is she?

She's my aunt.

You brought your aunt with you?

Where is she calling?

Moscow. Send me the bill.

Oh, no.

Well, they're not going to get away with
it.

What?

Oh, this tour company.

They charge top dollar for flophouse
hotels and Chapter 11 airlines.

You'd do better punching holes in a box
and mailing yourself.

Aunt Dora.

I can get you to Brazil or Fiji first
class for less. Look, Aunt Dora, this is

police investigation. You are not with
the police.

You get what I'm driving at?

Oh, Mike, we need another teacup.

Who is that?

The cook?

It's her trainer. He helps her work out.

Do you think you can do the same for me?

No.

Fiji and Brazil.

You carrying your grief around the
world, are you?

All right.

I don't miss him any more than he would
miss me.

For ten years, he had me cook and keep
house without a vacation.

He didn't need one. He got his R &R
every day with his women.

Oh, you knew, huh?

At night, he'd leave that appointment
book on the dresser.

Well, now he's dead.

And I will take my vacation.

And I will take my pleasure. And I will
not be serving coffee again as long as I

live. I have it all figured out. And
Dora... Switzerland.

Snow, chalets, cold nights, hot fondue.

Interested? And Dora... You can even
bring your trainer person. By one

class fare, you get the second ticket
free.

Look, we better go. I'll come back at a
more convenient time.

Oh, now is convenient.

Not for me, it's not.

Look, I'll call you, and don't leave
town.

You going on your break?

Yes. Mark had a few questions for
Waddell's secretary.

I said I'd speak to her.

Is that in Beverly Hills?

Uh -huh.

No, no, no. Not here. Get closer. No,
come on. Up here. Really? Oh, yes.

It's always like that.

No, that would have been better.

Oh, here.

I still wish you'd rethink about that.
Excellent.

Just leave him.

Quick workout, five minutes a day, just
to let others know how to get your

posture. They'd never forget you.

I don't doubt that.

We want to see Miss Ducasse.

She's on the phone.

Have a seat.

I would like to see Lena Prosser.

I'm Lena.

Oh, how do you do?

I'm Dr. Amanda Bentley. I work with Dr.
Sloan, and he spoke with you yesterday.

Is there someplace that we could talk?

You, uh, you didn't mention your sexual
harassment suit to Dr. Sloan.

Well, I've offered to settle, and as
part of that, I said I'd keep the whole

thing quiet.

Well, Wardell's death certainly doesn't
leave anyone to testify against you, now

does it?

What are you driving at? Did you kill
him? Me?

Rumor has it that somebody put
phenobarbital in his coffee. Dora, we

here to make accusations, and...

As a matter of fact, you are not here to
do this at all. And look, Ms. Ducasse

is free.

Ms. Ducasse, what's being done about my
list of complaints?

You never actually gave me a list. You
just complained.

All the same, I've got an idea.

Harvey made a slide presentation of the
property. It'll remind you where the

problems are.

Make the list.

And I'll look at it when I get back.

And you think I put the phenobarbital in
his thermos?

Well, not in the thermos. It was in the
mug in his car.

Well, don't look at me then, because
when Harvey was here, I was here. He

even let me go to the ladies' room. How
could I get out into the parking lot to

fool with that mug?

Why don't you check out a real suspect,
like that customer who attacked him,

that Larry Macklin?

Harry Macklin, why is that name so
familiar?

He's in a TV commercial.

He owns that chain of drugstores, a
pharmacy barn.

A pharmacist?

Do you have his address?

I'm not allowed to give out information
about clients.

Well, certainly under the
circumstances... Sorry, I compromised my

Oh, immediately.

I'm finding too many things wrong with
the house to remember.

Bring your pad, I'll dictate and you
make a list.

I'm busy.

Not like you're about to be.

See, in the picture, the fireplace is
clean.

Well, now it's all clean.

And this company is going to clean it
up.

And while they're at it, there is no
phone jack in the bathroom.

That's the idea.

Here you go. Wardell's home address, his
office address, and the house Wardell

sold him.

Now, can you do me a favor?

How big?

Just a lift to the design center.

You got a car.

Not for me.

You sure?

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, Mark.

That's okay. You know, I asked around
the office, and Lena never left her desk

the whole time Wardell was there, which
means there's no way she could have

gotten near that mug.

Damn. We're not getting any closer.

But listen to this.

Larry Macklin, the one who assaulted
Wardell? Yeah.

He's a pharmacist.

Defeated Barberto. Mm -hmm. And Jack's
on his way right now to see Macklin.

And believe it or not, I'm glad your
sister was there with me.

Really? Mm -hmm.

Lena was not going to give me Macklin's
address.

But then Dora insisted that Lena look at
a slide presentation of the house.

And Dora said in this slide, the
fireplace is clean.

Now it's full of soot. While they were
doing that, they gave me plenty of time

alone with a Rolodex.

Fireplace was clean?

In the slide it was.

Dora's house has been vacant for a year.

But something was burned in that
fireplace since the sales slide was

Okay, come on straight back.

Come on, come on.

All right, now straighten it out.

Come on.

Okay,

I got to do it.

I am so glad we're doing this first.

Then later on, you can come with me to
the design center and help me pick out a

sofa. Yeah, we owe it all to my friend
Amanda.

Excuse me, Ms. Macklin? That's me.

How you doing? I'm Dr.

Jack Stewart.

I'd like to talk to you about Harvey
Wardell.

Why ask me about him?

You attacked him, everyone says.

Look, doctor, if he's making some kind
of insurance claim... No, no, I would

just like to know about your association
with him, that's all.

It wasn't my idea to associate with him.

I wanted to sign with Genevieve Ducasse.

I brought my wife in to meet her.

Wardell introduced himself, and the next
thing I know, my wife insists that I

give the listing to that nice, nice man.

Hey, where's my iced tea?

This is my wife, Sarah Beth. Honey, this
is Dr. Stewart. How do you do? Whoa,

honey, where did you get that shiner?

I fell on the air. She walked in with
Dore.

She has an eye like an eggplant. I can't
pretend not to see it. I take it that

you weren't very satisfied with Mr.
Wardell's work.

Have you seen our new house?

No. Well, come on, take a look. Come on.
You're going to love this.

It's a beautiful day for a viewing, huh?

Come here.

Ocean views.

The living room was over there. The
kitchen was there, the rumpus room, and

at the back, the master bedroom.

Gorgeous.

This house was right here? The day I
bought it, it was.

The next morning, it was down there,
blocking traffic.

The whole damn hillside slid. Any
geologist could have told us it was just

matter of time.

But Wardell forgot to hire one.

Won't the insurance cover it? It's
another thing Wardell forgot.

I'm still making payments. Even the land
is gone.

The only thing left was a sold sign,
which I took to his office and shoved

his throat.

He's the killer.

Killer? We'll set up a defense fund.
After what he did, no jury will convict.

Convict? Mr.

Wardell is dead.

He was murdered.

Somebody left him in a house that was
being fumigated after immobilizing him

with phenobarbital.

Phenob...

You said you were a doctor.

I am, but I'm sort of here in a non
-medical, quasi -detective

kind of capacity.

Get off my land!

Your land?

It's my land.

My eminent domain, which I have a legal
right to defend to the death. You got

me? To the death! You have no right to
defend to the death!

Leave him alone.

And not only did the wife take it hard
that Wardell was dead, but when I told

him that we knew about the
phenobarbital, the guy Macklin went

That's great, Jack. I'll check him out.
All right. I'll talk to you later.

My vote's Constance Wardell.

With her husband dead, she's been living
it up pretty good.

And every night, that mug was right
there in the garage.

Except that phenobarbital needs about 15
minutes to take effect.

See, if she'd drugged it there at
home... He would have passed out at

Exactly. It took place in the office
parking lot by somebody who knew where

was going, which would have been in the
appointment book.

Telephone for you, Steve.

Thank you.

Lieutenant Blonde. Amigo, everyone's
complaining you're unavailable for your

duties. And here I find you huddling
with your son, trying yet again to solve

the murder while we pay your salary.

Norman, this is the murder that took
place in my sister's house. Until this

solved, she's going to be living with
me.

Take all the time you need.

Good day.

Okay. Thank you.

That was forensics.

They checked the filter bag in the
central vacuum in Aunt Dora's house.

came up with ashes.

Which analysis says came from burnt
paper? Let me guess.

Leatherette. Uh -huh.

Seems we've found Harvey Wardell's
appointment book.

Yeah, found it. Gone up in smoke.

For God's sake, be careful.

What's the sofa doing here?

I moved it. You had it over there, which
makes no sense.

Sense? The sofa should be by a lamp.

Obviously, I moved the lamp.

Oh.

Oh.

You're a kind of a sister, are you?

I mean, you grab my bed, you tie up my
phone.

You boss all my friends around. You tell
them how to stand and what to wear,

what to eat, where to go.

Well, I'd like to tell you something.

I'd like you to leave here in the
morning.

I never thought I'd hear those words
from my own brother.

I'm sorry I had to say them.

You think I don't know I'm difficult?

Paternal, controlling.

I'm a pain.

No, not a pain. More of a pain.

I drive people away.

You remember Gareth?

My boyfriend in college.

One day I told him to change his tie and
he left.

I haven't dared get close to a man since
then.

You know what that means, baby brother?

The closest thing I've had to a child is
you.

Dora, I'm in my 60s. I don't need a
parent anymore.

It keeps my life from going empty.

Your life?

Jetting around the world? Eating at
fancy restaurants? Five -star hotels?

It looks so glamorous.

But it's lonely and disorienting.

I wake up every night and I don't even
know where the light switch is.

I thought I'd feel at home with you.

But I will not stay anywhere where I'm
not welcome.

And I won't make you wait until
tomorrow.

Dora, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Dora, I love you. You just followed the
case.

May I come in?

Do you know what time it is?

I've had a fight with my brother.

Things were said that can't ever be
taken back. I will not spend another

under his roof.

You're saying you want a place to stay.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

I own a travel agency. I can put up at
any hotel for free.

Good, good.

But I'm too upset to sleep, and...

I have a meeting in the morning. Perhaps
you could give me one of those samples

that pharmacists get.

Wait here.

What a week.

First, my realtor was murdered.

In my house.

But what am I telling you for? He was
your realtor, too.

Wardell? At least you still got a house.

Just barely.

He didn't do one thing he promised.

Wrong paint job.

Broken disposal.

And whoever did use the fireplace,
whatever they burned is blocking the

I shined a flashlight up there, but all
I could see were these charred pages

from some kind of notebook.

And then in the bathroom... These will
help you sleep.

Oh, how can I ever thank you? Should I
interest you in a cruise up the Nile?

Not tonight.

Hello? Yeah, this is...

Save yourself the trouble.

There are only notebook papers in the
flue.

You were expecting me.

Something my sister said.

That it was hard to find a light switch
in a strange place.

But I remember the day we were all in
here together, even though you said

never been in this house, you walked
straight to the light switch.

So, lucky guess.

Maybe. But it also turns out you know
the combination of the lockbox.

Because this was your meeting place with
Harvey Wardell.

That's why you burned that appointment
book. You were in it.

Okay, I was secretly seeing Harvey.

I don't know why.

I knew who he was.

The line of women went around the block.

But he said that was all over. I was the
only one.

Oh, you were.

Until the day you found him, here was
Sarah Beth Macklin.

She was the one he was going to meet
just a couple of hours before the

exterminators were due here.

But you broke up that tryst. I did
nothing.

I went and told Larry Macklin what his
wife had planned. He's the one who kept

her from going.

Very physically.

This is all circumstantial.

None of it really has me implicated in
the murder.

Well, you wouldn't be if that was the
only thing you had told Macklin.

And what else am I conjectured to have
told him?

Oh, it's more than conjecture.

You lied.

You said you couldn't relax.

I never would have given you the
phenobarbital if I'd known.

Shut up, you idiot. You want to lose
your license. I've already lost my

But I'm not going to be executed on your
account.

Maybe you own this house.

Now. But it was ours.

The happiest times of my life were spent
with him.

But then he turned it all into a wallet.

I was just another lit thing in that
appointment book.

So I drugged him.

I put him in the closet where I knew
that fool exterminator wouldn't check.

And I let our house kill him.

You're right.

You were so sweet tonight, I have half a
mind to live with you.

What does that mean?

Over my body dead.

Terrible grammar.

You'd think an educated man like you
would speak better Spanish.