All language subtitles for Goodnight Sweet Wife A Murder in Boston (1990)

They're closer now.

Stabs of pain in my back.

Back pain, Chuck.

Here's the hint. Back labor.

The other way, please, Carol.

He just kicked.

You okay, Carol?

Yeah. Good.

Now, how far apart were those
contractions?

Chuck is doing a great job of simulating
new father's labor room panic syndrome.

It helps if you start the watch.

Okay, who'd like to be next?

Don't worry, we're going to be great
parents.

How do you think of all those questions?

Because I want to do this right.

Good night, guys. Good night, Carol. See
you later.

You look like you were about a million
miles away in there.

I was thinking about you.

That's so sweet.

You know, the irony is you'll probably
never even get a chance to use what we

learned in this class.

Why not?

Chuck, your head is still not in this,
is it?

Dr. Miller says I have placenta previa.

There's a 90 % chance I'm going to have
a C -section.

Whatever happens, I'll be there with
you.

It's 510 State Police, Boston.

My wife's been shot. I've been shot.
Where is it, sir?

We have two shooting victims, Boston.

And where are you now, sir?

I don't know.

I don't know. He drove us. He made us go
to an abandoned area.

Is he still in the area?

No, he took off.

No location yet, Boston. We're working
on it. We have five units in the area.

Just ask the guy where he is.

Get an address.

Look around you, sir.

Tell us where you are.

Oh, man.

I'll start the car. He took the keys,
but I have a spare set. Just stay on the

phone with me, buddy. I'm going to get
someone to you.

Now your wife has been shot as well?

Yeah.

In the head. I ducked down.

Can you look out?

Can you get out of the vehicle and look
around you to see where you are? I'm

trying to get someone to you.

Should I drive up to the corner? If you
can drive without hurting yourself, yes,

sir. And what's your name, sir?

Boston wants a description of his
vehicle.

What color's your car, buddy?

Blue. It's a blue Toyota Cressa. Blue
Toyota Cressa.

Is your wife breathing?

She's still gurgling.

Oh, man.

I'm turning onto a busy street.

I recognize where I am now. Should I
drive to the hospital?

Just tell me what the street is, Chuck.
It's Tremont Street.

Tremont and what else?

Chuck? Tremont and what else?

Pull over to the side of the street, and
I want you to talk to any passerby so

that I can get an indication as to where
you are, Chuck.

I'm looking.

I'm looking. There aren't that many
people.

Oh, man.

I'm blacking out. You can't black out on
me, buddy. I need your man.

Chuck?

Chuck? I hear a siren, boss.

That's one of my guys. I've got him
flooding the area.

Wait a minute.

Bravo 101, sound your siren.

Everybody else, kill your... You

get a siren yet?

Negative on Bravo 101, Boston.

Chuck? Bravo 201, sound your siren.
Chuck? Still nothing, Boston.

Bravo 201, kill your siren.

Bravo 104, sound your siren.

Chuck.

Chuck.

Come on, Chucky. I can hear you
breathing.

Come on, Chuck.

Pick up the phone, Chuck.

Chuck, we're losing him.

Come on, Chuck.

Talk to me, buddy.

Come on, Chuck. Pick up the phone.

Chuck Stewart.

There's a siren.

That's it, boss, and you're right on top
of him.

Watch your waist.

Nobody told me she was pregnant.

Back over there.

Back over there.

Back over here.

Back over here.

Back over here.

Good oxygen.

Call Brigham Hospital.

Tell them we got a pregnant woman. She's
been shot in the head. She's in full

arrest.

Ready?

We're going.

Yeah, he was a black guy.

He was a black guy.

He took all my wife's jewelry.

Look, you know what he was wearing?

He was wearing one of those black
running suits with three red stripes.

All right, where'd this happen, sir?

He was stopped for a light on Tremont
Street.

He jumped in the back seat, and he told
us to drive.

He shot my wife?

All right, guys, go.

Where's my wife?

She went to a different hospital.

Mr.

Stewart? I'm Detective McQuiggan. I'm
with Boston Homicide.

Oh, God.

Can you tell us anything more about this
guy?

Detective, you can't be in here now.
Just 30 seconds more, please.

He's about your height.

Is that right?

One,

two, three.

Charles,

how are you feeling?

All right. How's the breathing?

Can you give us anything more on this
guy?

Black. He's about your height. He's
wearing a black running suit. Anything

His voice was kind of raspy.

Now, we jumped into the car with you,
right? About how old was he?

Late 20s, early 30s.

And he had a gun?

It was one of those short .38s.

Do you remember how many shots?

Three shots.

Oh, God.

It's my wife.

Then I ducked down, and it hit the roof,
and the third one hit me. Can we roll

up?

Can we get some blood ready?

Any more wounds?

Just the one in the flank.

Chuck, help me out here, please.

Are you sure there were only three
shots? Yeah, three shots.

I heard the gun jam.

Mr. Stewart, do you want me to call
someone for you?

Uh, no.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Detective, you've got to leave
now.

Charles, I need you to wiggle your toes.

You saw a car phone.

You wanted to steal it?

No. He figured we were undercover cops.
Can we get another belt fresher? You're

5 -0, he said.

Thanks, Chuck.

Yeah. Did you feel your toes? Notify
surgery.

What do you got? Plenty. I'll call it
in. Now, you start calling the guys at

home. The black son of a bitch is a cop
killer.

You can still see the bloodstains on the
pavement here, where just a few hours

ago, a Redding couple was gunned down in
their car by an unknown assailant.

described by police as a black man in
his late 20s to early 30s. Hey, Carrizo,

come look at this. One, he's
underestimating Boston PD.

Two, he's insulting the intelligence of
the feds on the strike force.

And three, the next time he calls me a
girl, I'm going to take out my rubber

gloves and turn the billiard slime ball
into a boy soprano.

What? Black guy in Mission Hill just
blew away a couple of yuppies for a few

bucks worth of jewelry.

You shot both of them?

A couple from Redding. White.

What were they doing down there? Making
a buy? Coming home from birthing class

at the Brigham. Oh, that's a first for
Boston.

It's true.

And any word on Mrs. Stewart, sir?

Mrs. Stewart was pronounced dead a few
minutes ago.

Can you give us any information on the
crime?

This crime tells us something we already
know. There are too many guns, too many

drugs on the streets of Boston.

For men to kill a pregnant woman, to
leave the baby in a coma.

The citizens of Boston are outraged, and
rightly outraged, at this kind of

violence on our streets.

What can you tell us about the
investigation?

I've asked the commissioner to put every
single available detective in the city

of Boston on this case to find the
person responsible for this cowardly,

senseless tragedy.

You're on the air live.

Okay, listen, Steve. All these callers
who have been saying Charles Stewart was

a hero, well, I think he was pretty
stupid.

You take your life into your hands going
into an area like Mission Hill. Now,

hold on a minute.

Guns, drugs, murder, prostitution.

Let's not condemn a whole neighborhood.

Well, it's not just one neighborhood.

Roxbury, Dorchester, Mattapan.

It's not safe to go into any of those
areas without a gun, and it's not safe

go into them at all after dark. Don't
you think that's a little extreme?

No, I don't.

Charles Stewart. He grew up around here.
He should have known that.

Thanks for your call.

Marblehead, you're on the air.

Yes, I'm a first -time caller, Steve.
And you know, your attitude really ticks

me off. My attitude? Yes.

When are you going to stop putting
around the issues, my friend? A pregnant

woman gets shot in the back of the head,
that's an execution.

When they catch this black guy, that's
what I need to do to him.

Execute him.

And that's why we need to bring back the
death penalty.

Hey, buddy.

What's your name?

I don't know. Where do you live, buddy?
I don't know. Have you seen anybody?

I don't know. What's happening?

What's your name? Nobody knows.

Is your son here? Is this your son?

Hey, buddy.

Have you seen anybody?

How long have you been here?

How long have you been here? Two days?

Are you from around here, buddy?

You'll have to wait until your parents
come out, Michael.

Only two visitors at a time.

You're all family?

Yeah. Except Janet, Matthew's
girlfriend.

She's practically family.

I'm sorry.

She'll have to wait outside.

How's the pain today?

Could I have a minute alone with him?

Doctor, if he needs specialists or extra
treatments, we have savings.

He's our oldest.

Mrs. Stewart, trust me.

He's getting the best.

Everything he needs.

Listen, Demerol.

Give me sleep here for a minute.

I just spoke with the neonatal unit.

Your son's holding us out.

I'll tell your family.

Doctor?

Did my wife ever regain consciousness?

Charles Stewart, who heroically summoned
aid for his dying wife, was a well -to

-do suburban fur salesman who made the
mistake of driving home from a birthing

class through the wrong neighborhood
after dark. And now Charles, with a

still lodged in his stomach, fights for
life with his premature and perhaps

brain -damaged little son Christopher.

Sadly, Charles Stewart was unable to
even attend his wife's funeral today,

all Boston grieves with him for his
brutally murdered wife Carol.

In Medford, this is Charmaine Jordan,
News for New England.

Carol could have no better eulogy today
than the words of her loving husband,

Charles, read for him by the best man at
their wedding,

Brian Parsons.

The following is a message from Chuck to
his wife, Carol.

Good night, sweet wife, my love.

God has called you to his hands, not to
take you away from me or the happiness

and gladness you brought me, but to
bring you away from the cruelty and

that fills this world.

He said that for us to truly believe, we
must know that his will is done and

that there was some right in this
meanest of acts.

In our souls, we must forgive the sinner
because he would too.

Now you sleep away from me.

I will never again know the feeling of
your hand in mine.

But I will always feel you.

I miss you, and I love you.

Your husband, Chuck.

We are gathered together tonight to
grieve for Carol Stewart and her baby

about whom we've heard so much in our
newspapers and on our television.

And for James Moody, a black man gunned
down on that same night,

about whom we've read and seen next to
nothing.

To the families of Carol Stewart and
James Moody.

We say to you, as we share your grief,
we share your rage. We

share your horror that innocent people
can no longer pass down the streets of

Boston. How can you know what we feel?
They cry.

We answer when the police come into our
community, stopping our young people

searching for a killer. We say, believe
us, we know.

coffins of Carol Stewart and James Moody
and we say your fear

is our fear but let us not fear each
other we raise our

lights to say let us come out of the
darkness of racial hatred let us stand

watch together until a new day dawns in
Boston and at

that dawn let the decades of hatred be
blown away in a single breath of

forgiveness.

I'm making a transcript.

We already printed a transcript.

We printed excerpts.

Stuart was on the phone for 14 minutes
and wanted it all.

Why?

Something's wrong.

Has your wife been shot? Yeah.

In the head.

I ducked down.

His wife's bleeding on the seat beside
him and he's telling the cops why he's

not dead.

Come on. Are you saying you suspect this
guy?

You've got one big problem.

He almost died.

He didn't shoot himself in the stomach.
No, he ducked down.

He can see bullets coming.

Hey, you've seen the play, the national
play, that the networks have given this

thing? People think Stewart's a hero for
staying on the phone that long with a

bullet in his gut. Well, we care what
people think.

We care about being right.

I got something for you in the Stewart
shooting.

My cousin's nephew.

He told her he talked to the guy who did
it.

Dwayne, this is Pat. This is Al.

They're straight.

Now you tell them what you told Aunt
Maddie. Man, look, that was a job, man.

None of those details you told her about
that wasn't dive away.

Larry, just butt out, okay?

Let's pull the jacket on this kid. Look,
I don't got no jacket, all right?

Because I ain't never been in no police
station before.

He's trying to cover it up.

Say what?

What were you doing hanging out with the
killer, Dwayne?

Okay. 8 .30, this is where he said the
black guy gets in the car.

Look at the cars.

Look at the pedestrian traffic.

With all these people around, wouldn't
somebody have remembered seeing it?

A black guy getting into the back of a
Toyota. It's a wonder the switchboard

wasn't swamped with calls.

Give me a break.

Let's drive, okay?

The cops found Stuart's car keys in
those weeds.

I can't see any windows.

This has to be where it happened.

Dial the state police.

It's 510 State Police, Boston. Start
dialing.

My wife's been shot. I've been shot.
Where is this, sir?

I have no idea. I went to the company
for a crime.

We have two shooting victims, Boston.

Where are you now, sir?

I don't know.

I don't know. He drove us. He made us go
to another area.

Okay, I'm in shock.

I don't know where I am.

But you know you have to get to a main
street where you can find help.

I'm turning onto a busy street.

I recognize where I am now. Should I
drive to the hospital?

Just tell me what the street is, Chuck.
It's a trim up.

Trim up and what else?

Chuck? Okay, okay.

Okay, this works.

This is the room. What else?

Now he sees the sign.

Okay, you're wounded.

You found your way back to Tremont. What
do you do?

I drive the two blocks back to the
hospital.

I flag down a pedestrian.

I know. I know. I know. Maybe there was
a tornado watch that night. So what does

Chucky do?

Oh, man.

I'm blacking out.

You can't black out on me, buddy. I need
you. And he's gone.

Chuck, I hear a siren, Boston. Come on,
Chucky. I can hear you breathing.

Come on, Chuck.

Pick up the phone, Chuck.

Chuck, we're losing him.

Come on, Chuck.

Talk to me, buddy. They've been gone for
six minutes.

Come on, Chuck. I need you, buddy.

Get blacked out.

Chuck.

Where's the phone, then?

In the fall on the floor? Come on,
Chuck. Pick up the phone. How come we

still hear him breathing?

Chuck Stewart.

Here it is.

How could he have blacked out?

He had to still be driving because right
here is where they found his car.

He found his way back to the main drag
and then he turns off. Why would he do

that?

Maybe he was waiting for his wife to
die.

The tape does not prove that.

Oh, no.

But I bet it proves homicide's taken a
serious look at Chuck Stewart.

What do you deal, Dwayne? Dime bags?

Look, I'm clean, all right? I told you
that.

Yes, you.

You're just standing around out there,
passing out Jesse Jackson buttons, hmm?

Who is it, Dwayne?

Who are you afraid of?

What's the normal sentence these days on
obstruction of justice?

What do you mean, for withholding
information?

It depends.

You say it was a murder case.

That's about 20 years.

Oh, okay, okay, look, look, man, look,
look, I'm gonna tell you what I heard,

okay? And then you let me go, okay?

Not unless you did, Mrs. Smith. Man, you
crazy?

Go ahead.

Yeah.

Willie Bennett did it.

How do you know that, Dwayne?

Bunch of guys was hanging out.

Somebody said that they heard Willie did
it.

Then Willie came back to the apartment
bragging about it.

About shooting Carol Stewart?

Yes, yeah.

Said it was easy.

Laughed about it.

There's the bullet.

Are you just going to leave it there?

The damage has already been done.

But how am I going to be able to live?

I mean, am I going to be able to...
You've had major intestinal trauma.

You'll heal.

You'll go back to work.

But am I going to be infinite?

You've been injured.

It was a serious operation.

In a few months, the human body is a way
of surprising us.

Can we have a few minutes when I'm done?

Okay. Keep it short. Thank you.

So, how are you feeling, Mr. Stewart?

I keep waiting for the pain to go away.

It doesn't.

See?

You left her looking at some
photographs.

Are you having the black guy?

We're getting close.

Take your time.

Well, um... I

could

have been.

You're not sure, sir?

Well, the first thing you said was,
don't look in the rearview mirror.

Have you been one of these guys?

Yeah.

It could have been.

You know, I didn't get a very good look.

It could have been.

Mission 3, that's 110 Liberty, 110
Liberty, 90945.

I didn't think you'd come.

Why not?

You went to college.

You're going to be a lawyer.

You can't tell people you borrow the
cook.

Oh, there's something wrong with being a
cook.

I don't think it's exactly what your
father has in mind.

Good thing you're not dating him.

I like that.

What?

When you make jokes.

She lit our days with the sunshine of
her smile.

And now our Father, may her spirit add
to the bluster of heaven.

Amen.

Hi, Jack.

Jack.

This is Carol's mom and her brother,
Carl.

My condolences. This is my lawyer, Jack
Dawley.

Jack's going to be handling the probate
arrangements, and he'll be running

interference with the press.

You two have business.

Yeah.

Won't you come for dinner?

When you can.

Yeah, I will, Ma.

Okay. Thank you.

Listen, I know how you feel, Ma.

But she's looking down on us from heaven
right now.

It's nice meeting you.

Good people.

I brought you the papers.

Oh, that's all right. The gift shop sent
some out. Not anymore. I told the DA's

office I'm screening what you read.

Oh. You talked to Flanagan's office?

You told him how eager I am to help.

Your idea's going to be critical.

Did they give you any idea about how
many suspects they have? No.

But we're not taking any chances. When
they do find this guy, the last thing we

want is for the defense to be able to
have a lineup thrown out.

They could do that?

Well, they could if they could prove
that you saw the killer's picture in the

paper.

You know, Jack, about IDing the guy, you
know, it was kind of dark.

Well, you got to say that.

Then see if you recognize anybody.

That's all you can do.

All right, I got to get to court.

Okay.

Look at that.

Oh, it's still on the front page after
two weeks.

Hey, trust me. This case has re
-election written all over it.

They're going to get this guy.

Yeah, I'll be over here, right?

Mr. Flanagan, what do you have for us on
the Stewart case? You all know

Assistant District Attorney O'Meara.
He's coordinating this investigation.

Come on, Franny, give us a heads up.
We're making progress.

No further comment at this time. When
are you releasing the autopsy report?

Well, let's take you to anything,
Franny. Most of the mayor's state of the

speech was about the way he handled the
steward.

Is he putting heat on you? The mayor
does not run the district attorney's

office. We're making progress.

That's all I've got for you today. What
are you doing here?

I have been dropping dimes on you all
week.

You're pitiful. Act like I got bad
press.

Hey, talk.

You'll never win Miss Massachusetts,
Caruso.

Listen, friend, I was working on the
roof George took when he said he was

He made some very funny turns.

Funny? I'll drive you through it.

He says he can't see any pedestrians.

I was there on two different nights. The
streets are full of pedestrians. Plus,

you got a couple in the car.

Which one's the bigger threat?

The husband.

So why does this guy shoot the wife and
leave Stuart alive?

He ducked.

In a Toyota.

With the seatbelt on.

You guys are checking this stuff out,
right?

We're checking everything out.

Insurance, property records, stuff like
that.

You wouldn't be trying to get me to
comment on an ongoing investigation.

Fran, this is me.

Just confirm it for me. You're
investigating Stuart, right?

No comment.

Come on. I got a tough afternoon.

Come on.

Hey, Caruso.

I'm interested.

Call me.

Thank you.

Chuck?

Wait.

All right, just a second.

Okay.

Bye.

Hi.

You didn't tell me how bad it was.

Oh, I didn't want to talk about it on
the phone.

You'll be okay.

Where are my manners? Chuck, this is my
girlfriend, Beth.

Hi, Beth.

Hi, Mr. Stewart.

I've heard so much about you.

Every time I tried to call her.

Whenever I called your house, your
mother didn't seem very friendly.

I'm afraid of how it will look.

How what will look?

I'm talking to you after what happened.

Oh.

What's wrong with friends from work
getting together and talking?

Well, you know about mothers.

No matter how innocent something is,
they always think people are thinking

worst. I'm going to find the ladies'
room. It's right down the hall. No,

you don't go, because I have to go in a
minute.

I told my mom I'd be home soon.

Oh, come on. You haven't even been here
five minutes.

It's nice to see somebody.

I get lonely lying here.

I can't come back.

I need to talk to you.

They used my credit card number.

That way there won't be any record of
the call.

Come on, we gotta go.

Wait.

Call me tonight.

After valiantly clinging to life for 17
days, little Christopher Stewart died

today in the same hospital where he and
his mother Carol were rushed minutes

after she was shot to death last October
23rd.

The death of the premature infant was
the 11th fatality in a chain of more

100 shootings in Boston's inner city in
the past 60 days.

District Attorney Newman Flanagan's
office confirmed today that when the

is apprehended, he'll be charged with
two counts of homicide.

Bill Larson, WDBX News, Boston.

Thanks, Bill.

What are you doing out here?

Nothing.

You don't talk to me anymore. I talk.

Not about anything?

Is it Christopher? They're not going to
find any black man.

We don't want to have to keep pulling
you in here like this, Dwayne, so let's

get this straight, all right?

You heard Willie Bennett, the middy
shot.

You heard his raspy voice. You saw the
gun.

You heard him say he told Stuart not to
look in the rearview mirror.

You heard him say he got into a blue
Toyota near Brigham and Women's

Look, man, all I heard Willie say was
that he shot some folks.

Hey,

I hear all that other crap, all right? I
want to think about this.

Bringing up a friend of Willie
Bennett's.

Who? Tony Jackson.

Well, what if she goes back and she
tells Willie that she saw Dwayne in here

talking to us? Well, we can't have that,
Al. Dwayne's our star witness.

Let's go, buddy.

Is she going to talk?

Steno's on the way.

Your kid heard him bragging about it.

You ready to sign?

Buzz us when you're ready.

Don't forget, Dwayne's original story
didn't include Bennett saying anything

about a rearview mirror.

We just want to get into Bennett's
apartment. And if we get the goods, we

it to stick.

Just don't make it too good.

the way in your pool.

Now, let's go over what you heard, okay?

One more time.

You guys hear the rumors about an arrest
and a sewer chase?

Oh.

People in the project say the cops are
asking a lot of questions about Willie

Bennett. I'll call you back.

You know about a guy named Willie
Bennett? Yeah, he just got out of

They got him for sticking up a cop with
a shotgun.

He shot another cop a few years back,
maybe 80, 81.

What he's famous for is shooting a
double amputee cab driver for a grand

of something like 40 bucks.

Then it's black, right?

Yep.

And he fits Chuck Stewart's description.

Oh, like half the black population of
Boston.

Wait, I bring you a hot tip and what do
I get?

Skepticism. The guy at the top of every
cop list plus the biggest murder of the

decade. I think that's, like, maybe a
little too convenient. Huh?

Yeah. Yeah.

People in the projects are talking about
how dumb the cops are.

How come?

Well, if Dave had been Willie, he'd have
taken the car phone.

Hey, Franny.

Anything new on the Stewart
investigation?

What is it with you and Stewart?

Well, he hired Jack Dolly, for one
thing.

A guy can't hire a lawyer? A criminal
lawyer.

He used to work for you. You guys, now
he's with one of the most expensive

in town.

It doesn't look to you like maybe
Stewart might have something to hide?

just needs somebody to keep vermin like
you away.

Very funny.

How about letting me take a look at the
ballistics report on that car?

You think we leak evidence around here?
In most cases, your office reminds me of

a civ. It's what draws the vermin.

Stewart's surgeon?

Yeah. He did get an embed. He saw all
kinds of self -inflicted wounds. He told

us there's no way Stewart shot himself.

So you are investigating Stewart?

Actually, our investigation's going
another way. Oh, not Willie Bennett.

on! I won't tell me one specific name.

You are going after the wrong guy, Fran!

Willie, don't move.

We'll do it downtown.

Come on, let's go.

Mom's expecting us.

We just want to make sure everything's
okay.

Come on in.

I'll wait out here.

You know, this isn't pot roast. It's
London Royal.

Honey, I manage the store. People expect
me to go out for... Well, I take my

lunch.

Be honest.

You like to go out. You put yourself
first.

And there's nothing wrong with it, with
the way you are.

Look, if you want to tell the paper
hanger to go ahead with the baby's room,

just tell him.

No, just admit what you're doing, that's
all.

You say yourself you've gone as far as
you can at Cacus, so just admit.

You know, there's still plenty of
reasons to get out and meet people.

There's a future, it's just not at
Cacus.

I don't know if it's worse if it's you
or me, but the bottom line is we have

to start saving for money.

Saw Carol the other day.

She's getting pretty big.

If she's pregnant, that's what happens.

Life's going to change, my friend.

No more basketball.

No more Friday nights.

It's going to work out good.

I'll be at the restaurant. She'll be at
home with the kid.

Yeah, sure.

The restaurant.

What does that mean?

Chucky, we're never going to have enough
money to open up our own place.

Not now.

You think there's going to be only one
kid?

forget we're having dinner at my folks
tonight.

Who's Louis Saunders?

Um, he's an insurance agent. A guy at
work told me about him. He takes your

policies and consolidates them and the
benefits stay the same, but the... Who

told you to take charge of our
insurance?

Nobody.

I thought I would pay this the money.

Well, you don't buy a cheap fur coat.
You don't buy cheap insurance.

I wasn't going to do anything without
talking to you. You're not going to do

anything, period.

Some of it's my money, you know.

It's money that I've earned.

Well, we're not making any changes in
our insurance right now.

Got a buyer for a Russian sable.

I'm not a deli. I don't take orders.

Yeah, why should you?

You're making it on both ends, huh?

Maybe I should get a piece of your
insurance action.

You just got a divorce, right?

Yeah. Bitch took the house, the kids,
the golden retriever, and my Harley.

She probably wanted to sell the bike.

No, she sold the dog.

She gave the bike to her boyfriend.

At least you're free.

In a town like Revere? Come on.

Now, you call me about the Sable, all
right?

Just easy money, babe.

What do you want for dinner tonight?

It's Friday.

You don't eat dinner on Friday?

You run the lint brush over that for me?

How about, uh, clam chowder?

Jack, I'm seven months pregnant. I don't
like to eat dinner by myself.

Are you going to brush my jacket for me
or not?

Are you going to grow up or not?

You're about to become a father, Chuck.

Pick up my jacket.

Now.

Don't you understand?

What if something goes wrong? What if my
water breaks? Who's going to take me to

the hospital? Don't you ever tell me
what I can or cannot do.

What, do you want me to tell you it's
all right to go out every Friday night?

That's great.

It's great. Your freedom is very
important to me.

But tonight I'm just asking you please
to stay home with me.

Oh, look at you.

You're so fat you can't even stand up.

Don't go.

Please don't go.

No.

My mother used to say pregnancy made a
woman more attractive.

If she'd never seen you.

One second.

Right. Okay, thanks a lot, man. Okay,
see you later, Rich. Bye -bye.

We had another photo array.

Who told you? A cop, I know.

Stewart was supposed to have turned his
face away and sobbed when they showed

him Bennett's picture.

They go all the way, you say Bennett
pulled the trigger?

I don't get it.

Yeah. If Stewart shot her himself, why
doesn't he just come right out and pin

Bennett? Michelle?

The cops are up for something.

Collecting for Willie Bennett's
Christmas turkey.

I want you to go into the projects and
find the people who ratted Willie out.

I wrote up Bennett's arrest for you.
That was hard enough for the stomach.

I want to stay on Chuck Stewart.

Covering the police is our job.

Bennett is still their leading suspect.

Why the hell haven't they charged him
then, huh?

That's a story. Why don't we print that
all over page one the way we print

everything we turn up that says
Bennett's guilty.

Are you saying you won't do the story?

It's the wrong story.

Chuck Stewart is the story.

Do you have one official source who will
even confirm that Stewart is under

investigation?

No. No.

Then I want you on that.

It's wrong.

The cops are wrong.

Our coverage is wrong.

You're the reporter.

Prove it to me.

What your cousin think?

What's wrong, man? Jump street.

Oh, no, man. I'm going to try to get
some tickets. Yeah,

Tony? It's Michelle Caruso. I called you
on the phone.

I got nothing to say to no papers.

I got to talk to you.

You really want to do this through the
door?

Look, you stop talking about this out in
the hall. You're going to get me

killed.

Here we go, big boy. Look at that, huh?

Look at that.

You sure you want to let him do that?

Works every time.

How'd you get mixed up in this?

Three, maybe four nights after the
shooting.

I was talking with my boyfriend down in
the courtyard.

Willie came over. He was drinking.

My boyfriend left.

Well, he asked if he could tell me
something.

Then he banged on the wall with his fist
and said the bullet wasn't meant for

the woman. It was meant for the man.

Say why the bullet was meant for the
man?

Because the man owed him money.

For what? For drugs?

I don't know.

Did he actually say the name Stewart?

No.

But I knew who he was talking about. The
Stuarts was the only couple that was

shot down here that week.

And sometimes, um, the cops in this
tent, well... You sure they didn't

you?

I told them the truth.

Just like I told you.

The bullet was meant for the man.

I heard him say it.

Was Tony ever involved with Bennet?

She says they were friends. There was
never anything romantic.

Would she have any other reason for
fingering him?

Not that I could see.

But the cops have her testimony, right?

Our sources say that, besides Tony.

We've got four other witnesses who heard
Willie talking about the murders.

Kind of blows your theory on Stewart,
huh?

Well, not necessarily.

Tony never said she heard...

Willie say he did the shooting, just
that he knew about.

But she hasn't changed her story. I
mean, she told you, she told the cops,

told the grand jury, right?

She sat on Tony Jackson's floor and
tried to poke holes in her story and

up believing her.

We're going with this.

Ready, Mr. Stewart?

Take one step forward when I call your
number, then one step back.

Number one.

And back.

Number two.

And back.

Number three.

So, Mike, did you use a little extra
money?

Who couldn't use some extra money?

Well, I got a project you might be
interested in.

Well, I got to sell something?

No, money's coming from insurance.

You're not screwing around on a cake,
are you?

No, what I'm talking about is more like
an accident.

Look, I don't know what you're talking
about, and I don't want to know.

And back.

Four.

Thanks for lunch, Jeff.

We got a lot of crisis, you ready?

Yeah, we got to go to a ballgame or
something. Sounds good.

I got this problem I want to talk over
with you.

Well, sure, what's up?

Truck drivers know all kinds of people.

Union guys, guys in bars.

I'm not following you, man.

I need to have somebody killed.

It's a joke, right?

I'm looking for somebody to kill my
wife.

I don't know any.

Geez, I don't believe in anything.

How would I know any of them?

It doesn't have to be a professional.

It shouldn't be.

I've got a plan. I just need somebody to
do it. You already planned how to do

it?

Dave, this woman's on my case all the
time.

I told her I didn't want a baby. She got
pregnant anyway.

I told her to have an abortion and she
laughed at me.

She's getting the upper hand in our
relationship.

Other guys face this kind of situation
all the time.

Get a divorce.

You know, I've got a family.

My family.

I mean, you know what Revere's like.

Anyway, I wouldn't really kill her. You
know, I'd scare her. That I would do.

It's somebody else, right? That's what
this is about.

I got to get going.

Chuck, listen, if there's anything I can
do, I mean, if you want to talk this

thing out.

Yeah, thanks.

There is one thing.

Sure, what?

You know where I can get a clean gun?

Back. Six.

Number seven.

And number eight.

What kind of bread are you making these
days?

8 .50 an hour.

Are you kidding me?

I've got to do something about that.

I've got something going, but I'm not
sure you'd be right for it. Hey, what's

the deal?

You got a problem ripping off some multi
-million dollar insurance company?

What kind of bread are we talking about?

How does 10 ,000 sound?

Nice neighborhood. What are we going to
steal? Ghetto blasters?

Pink caddies.

I didn't know you ever came down this
way.

Yeah, I'm going to be down here tomorrow
night.

I know the hospital will be at Birkin
Place. It's just two minutes from here.

Carol's going to be with you?

Yeah, sure. She's bringing the ski
masks.

You still haven't told me what we're
doing down here.

I'm gonna fancy some jewelry.

I'll be collecting the insurance later.

Alright, all we're doing is a handoff.

And you meet me down here tomorrow night
at exactly 8 .30.

We park right here.

Alright?

So what do you say? You in?

Mr. Stewart, do you want to see anyone
again?

Mr. Stewart?

Walk him out.

really dark.

But the third one looks the most like
him.

The most like him?

You mean some of the others look like
him too, Mr. Stewart? We're not, Ross,

examining Mr. Stewart here, coach.

Mr. Stewart, can I speak to you for a
second?

Yeah,

I know.

The rearview mirror had dust on it.

Michelle, Kim.

Police sources have repeatedly said the
delay was necessary. We're in print with

a story that Chuck Stewart conclusively
identified them.

My source who was in the room said it
was the most positive idea he'd ever

My guy at Homicide said the same thing.
Well, not everyone agrees.

Robert Sheketoff, the public defender
for the man police suspect of shooting,

Carol Stewart, told News for New England
tonight that Charles Stewart was unsure

and hesitant when he attended a lineup
at police headquarters today.

Stewart could only say that William
Bennett looked most like his wife's

assailant.

Bob Sheketoff isn't lying. Why would
they leave just the opposite?

Because Willie's going down.

I can't do it.

I can't go on with this no more, man.

You don't have a choice.

Look, man, Willie didn't do no white
bitch. All right? You know it.

Who got to you, Dwayne?

Man, nobody needed to get to me.

Uh -huh.

I know you're afraid of Willie.

Look,

I heard some stuff, all right?

I mean, maybe the dude doing the
talking, he wasn't so reliable.

You heard Willie say it. You heard him
say he killed her. Man, Willie wasn't

even in that room. But he was in the
car. You heard the guy say that.

Look, I heard some dude talking.

Okay? I mean, he's the one who lied, not
me.

I'm going to start investigating Chuck
Stewart.

I'll keep it quiet.

Forget it. It's not going to happen.

Stewart used to tell people he went to
Brown on a football scholarship.

I call it Providence.

Brown never heard of Chuck Stewart.

They don't have a football scholarship.
This guy's a figment of his own

imagination. All salesmen tell white
lies.

Nurse at the hospital told me about a
young blonde that came to visit him.

I'm telling you, don't stick your nose
in it. Where's the case against Bennett?

Our own witnesses are recanting. The
people calling the shots in this case

want to hear about Charles Stewart.

But it had me.

We're homicide. We investigate murders
in this town. When this case hit the

papers, we nearly had lynch mobs tearing
Mission Hill apart.

We went in there looking for a black
shooter. We showed we were in control.

And when the dust settles, we better
have been right.

What if we were wrong?

Matt.

Now, don't get mad at me.

My family knows this lawyer, John
Frenney. He's a nice guy. Who said you

go to a lawyer?

We're talking about murder here. You
told him that? You said murder?

Matt, you're in trouble. Because too
many people know.

That's my fault?

You told Michael. You told me.

How many other people did you tell?

Think about it.

What if somebody tells the cops?

What if somebody says you're an
accomplice? I was not an accomplice.

some advice.

Talk to this guy.

Jack Dolly's our lawyer.

He's also Chuck's lawyer.

Matt, you've got to start looking out
for you.

Chuck is my brother.

Does that mean you're willing to go to
jail for him?

Good. Yeah, really good.

All the cops up there have gone right
through the roof.

Mr.

Stewart, everyone in the shop's been
following the case.

I just want to let you know how sorry we
are about your wife and your son.

Did you get the cuticles on the little
one, son? Okay.

I bought a restaurant for sale out in
Foxborough. I might as well shoot down

there and take a look at it, huh?

How do you get to Foxborough? You just
stay on 95?

I got a map in the office.

I still can't bend over very well. Would
you mind slipping my socks on for me?

Okay.

Here you go.

Thank you.

We're all meeting here. You better come
over.

What's going to happen?

We're going to tell Mom and Dad.

What are you going to tell them?

That Chuck was involved.

We're not going to say that he killed
her.

Wow.

I know, Mike.

Get ready.

You think I'd make this up? Chuck
actually said the words, I'm going to

Carol. No.

We never talked about shooting anybody.

It was supposed to be an insurance scam.
That's all it was supposed to be. Calm

down.

You've got to level with me.

How do you know this?

I was there.

In Chuck's car?

No. I was in my car.

I was parked where Chuck told me to. I
didn't see anything.

Okay, take it easy.

Chuck asked you to help him with some
insurance fraud.

You were parked where he told you to be.

Then what happened?

Um, Chuck drove up. Was Carol in the
car?

I didn't see her.

So she wasn't in the car?

She... May have been slumped over.

He tricked me, Jack.

What, he figured I could just live with
this for the rest of my life?

You're going to have to go to the DA's
office with this.

But before you do, you've got to get
yourself a lawyer. Wait, you're my

I'm the family lawyer. I can't represent
everybody.

What do you think about my story?

I hope you can prove some of this.

You think Harold's engagement ring will
do it?

I need to talk to you, Matt.

In private.

That's a nice car. Did you get a good
deal on the Toyota?

What?

Dolly called me.

I'm meeting him in his office.

He wouldn't say what it was about.

Maybe he has a few questions about
Willie Bennett's raspy voice.

Did they know?

It was Janet, wasn't it?

No.

It was Carol.

That conversation is, of course,
privileged.

Well, just tell me if Matt's already
going to the DA.

What I can tell you is that as of this
evening, you are going to become the

primary focus of the investigation.

What are my options?

Any of these guys will give you first
class defense work.

You're my lawyer.

I can't represent you and the family
both.

They're conflicts.

Well, don't you think I need you more
than Matt does?

You're in trouble. Get yourself a
lawyer.

Tonight.

Chuck, as soon as you walk out that
door, you could be arrested at any time.

I'm at a hotel.

Dolly's dumping me like everybody else.

Well, what good's another lawyer?

They just want me to cut a deal.

Because I can't go to prison.

I fingered a black guy. It wouldn't last
two weeks.

Well, where? Where?

Where can I go?

I mean, I need doctors. I need
medication.

Maybe more surgery.

I can't cash any more of the insurance
now.

I can't even go home.

My family's turning on me.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe I will.

Chuck, your head's still not in the
ceiling.

Dr. Miller says I have placenta plevia.

There's a 90 % chance I'm going to have
a C -section.

Well, whatever happens I'll be there
with you.

Didn't you want to stay in Huntington?

No, this is the way.

Honey, this couldn't be right.

One of our trucks broke down in
Dorchester this afternoon.

The tow truck still hadn't gotten there
when I had to leave for class.

Couldn't you just call somebody?

No, honey, the store's closed.

Where are we going?

It's a shortcut, Carol. Finish your
story.

Oh.

So, I just told her, Mom, I love the
name Christopher.

If it's the boy, that's what it's going
to be.

This couldn't be right.

Don't worry about it. It's a short time.

I must have taken a wrong turn
someplace.

Let me check the map.

Could you kind of hurry up? This is a
pretty scary neighborhood.

Why? Because it's black?

It's not safe.

If people can't help, they have to live
down here.

You're right.

Oh, my God, Chucky.

Oh, God.

Go.

Get the hell out of here.

510 State Police, Boston.

My wife's been shot. I've been shot.

Love my family the last four months have
been real hell All the allegations

have taken all my strength

All that day, the day he jumped, people
would come up to me in the newsroom.

You were right, you must feel good.

I told him it was the worst day of my
life.

Not enough to have been right.

A reporter gets it in the paper.

You're on the air. I thought whenever a
wife gets killed, the cops are supposed

to suspect the husband first.

Even when he's got a big hole in his
gut?

Roxbury, you're on the air.

Cops believe him. One reason, man.

Because he was white.

Now look, Stuart fooled me.

He fooled a lot of people.

You saying you knew he was lying?

What about it, Roxbury?

Did you buy Stuart's story?

Yeah.