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you. Creatures creatures and all

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creatures and the creature going to get

you

tonight. You better not hang out your

bedroom lights. You grab your head and

give yourself a bit. You may even die. H

just for the fight. Ain't nothing going

to be baby. They're going to be all

right. They only get you daily. Go get

you today.

Livingston. Yes. Look how lovely Lindsay

Wagner looks now. She always did. No,

but you know, I saw her on Entertainment

Tonight recently and she she did not

look this good. I think she had some

work done on her wrinkles.

Work work like professional. I think you

should get some done on your wrinkles as

well. Maybe. Me, too. I don't think so.

No. Anyways, fun time. Welcome to the

show. It's going to be a fun night

tonight. If you don't know, I'm Vincent.

That's Livingston. And that's Miss

Tangella. Mrs. Tangella is giving us the

silent treatment tonight. So, I don't

think as usual hearing much from her,

but uh we don't need to hear from her

because we want to hear from you and we

will in the next segment with letters.

But we have a great film. It's going to

be a wonderful night. We've got The

Legend of Lizzie Bordon from 1975. True

story. No, you like this film. I do

because it stars Elizabeth Montgomery

and he always watches reruns of Bewitch,

does he not?

Do I? No. She used to watch reruns of

The Ghosted Mrs. Muer.

I'm not familiar with that. No, it's a

wonderful film. It was a wonderful film

that became a wonderful TV series. Who

is that? Hope Lang that did that. Yes,

Hope Lang. Right. Anyways, Legend of

Lizzy Bordon, Elizabeth Montgomery, uh

Ed Flanders and Katherine Helman. You

remember Katherine Helman? Soap. She was

on soap, right? But that program had

nothing to do with soap at all.

It was a soap opera. Well, it had

nothing to do with opera at all either.

Not

Oprah. It was just like soap. All right.

So, these actors clean with soap. That's

all I gathered from the entire affair.

Oh, they advertise soap on the Oh, is

that it? That was the sponsor. Yes. All

right. No, that makes sense. Yeah. The

things people will do to promote an

advert of some type. It's silly.

Anyways, let's get right to the film. uh

legend Lizzy Bordon and we will see you

after the next break. See you soon.

Dr. Bourne, please.

Is he coming? There was no one home. I

knocked them. Then go fetch Miss

Russell. Hurry.

Good morning, Miss Lizzy. I I just

finished shopping. Stores are like

ovens. Missy, what is

it? Oh, Mrs.

Churchill, do come

in. Someone has killed father.

Where? In the sitting room.

La

La

lot

of

horrible. No, I think If we just I'm

going to tell them how late it is.

Out of the way. Just put a little water.

Lizzy, it's Don't

think you don't. I think that if we put

a little cold water. You see, I'm I'm

glad you're here, Alice. I can as soon

as Bridget told me that.

It's going to be all right. Everything's

going to be all right. Yes. Here in a

minute. Be all right.

She's been dead less than half an hour.

Where's your sister Lizzy?

She's visiting the Brownell's in Fair

Haven. I'll go once. Ask my wife to send

a telegram. Thank you, Dr. B.

You must try. Would you like to lie

down? Come on. Let's go, Parker.

Almost. There you

are. I I haven't seen your stepmother,

Lizzy. Nor have I. Is Abby

out? Yes, but I thought I heard her come

back. She's probably in her room.

There's nobody up back, Miss Lizzy. I

looked when I fetched the sheet.

Then try up

front. She must be in the spare room.

Please, Miss Lizzy. Oh, Maggie, do as I

say. I'm not going up there alone. Oh,

come along, Bridget. I'll go with you.

Come on,

Lizzy. You must get some rest.

Where is he?

Oh no. My wife is sending the telegram.

What is it?

She She's up there.

You see him?

Thank you.

Good day, Miss P.

I'm sorry, Emma, but I must.

It's all right, Emma.

Oh, listen.

I'm so glad you're here. I'll stay as

long as you need me. Thank you,

Lizzy. She's in her room.

Lizzy, did

you kill father?

No,

Emma, I did not.

No more, Emma. Please, no more.

Dizzy, Dr. Bowen says, "But I can't

think. I can't

think. What is that he's giving me?"

It's It's just something to quieten your

nerves. But I I must think. I

must

Papa. Somebody killed father.

Why? Shh. Why?

You must put all of that out of your

mind now.

You never should have gone away. I

know. I know,

dear. But I'm back now.

What are we going to do, M?

I've always looked after you, haven't I?

Just like I promised, mother.

Yes,

him. Well, then you

see everything is going to be all

right.

You just go to sleep now.

Yes. Forgive me, Father, for I have

sinned. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray

for us. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray

for us. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray

for us. Dear God in heaven, forgive us

our sins. Dear God, don't lose us.

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accessories. You know, this film is

bloodier than I remember it. Bloodier.

Bloodier. I didn't This was originally a

TV film. I did not know that they could

put this type of blood on a TV screen.

Depends on the time of day. Oh, is that

it? So, is it more blood after school or

less blood?

Good question. Right. I don't know. What

What's the bloodiest time for you to see

on television? Blood

right now. All show. All right. Well,

we're on at 8:00 p.m. Pacific time. And

but if you're watching in New

York, it's the city, not not the old

York. in the UK, but New York in it's

not 5, it's in New York. No, it's it's

11:00

p.m. 8:00 p.m. Pacific here is 11 p.m.

in East Coast. You might be right. Well,

you know, I'm bloody right. Well,

they're in the unless the Earth has

changed rotation direction. That's

possible. You're right. Give me some

mail, Mr. Livingston. There's one from

North Carolina. Monty, North Carolina is

a lovely place. I've never

been. And looking at this photo, maybe I

shall never go. Let's read the

note because the photo is somewhat

rather disturbing. All right. Uh Monty

from North Carolina says, "I've been a

fan of these bee movies for years and

years and shows like yours. Keep those

movies alive. I've been watching you

guys on the YouTube and like your

approach."

What is our approach from the left? Oh,

is that it? We approach from the left

and then deliver on the right. There we

are. Right. Uh, just sending you some

pictures of what Tangela needs for a

doll. LOL. L. What does lol mean?

Laughing out loud.

He's laughing out loud right now. Yes.

Even as we speak. All right. or want to

cement her throughout the castle since

she torments the staff that she does do.

She doesn't torment him too much because

he moments he does not take her guff.

Uh I have several there made by VFX

creates uh only allowed attached one

picture. You folks still rock. Bonnie

North Carolina. This is incredible. So

this is Is that like a person or like a

doll?

appears to be both.

I don't know. It's It's It looks rather

wicked though. You know, I think

Livingston would look fine with a set of

horns like this, don't you? Oh dear. No,

no, no. Livingston horns. You You would

be a big hit at the Bodega Bay Bowl.

Maybe, maybe not. Anyways, thanks for

writing, Monty. Next up, sir, Ellen from

Cedar Falls, Iowa. Ellen from Cedar

Falls, I Iowa. I've been to Iowa. Have

you? No. It's nice place. Lots of uh air

crashes there for some reason. I don't

know why, but luckily I did not crash.

Really? Right. No, planes always end up

in an Iowa cornfield for some reason. I

I I just don't know. I'm not very

technical when it comes to

aeroplanes. I know a bit about cars, but

all right. To whom it may concern a

creature features, this will end well.

I'm writing in response to your recent

broadcast of Messiah of Evil. Mine that

was his broadcast.

I sat through entire thing hoping it

would start making sense, but it never

did. At one point I thought perhaps I

had fallen asleep and dreamed half of

it. That happens to me all the time. But

no, that was just the movie. Uh, also,

could someone please check on Mr.

Livingston? He introduces each film like

he's reading a eulogy for the cinema

itself. I understand atmosphere, but his

delivery makes an IRS employee sound

like a game show host. You know, you do

sound like an IRS employee.

How would you know? Cuz you're always

talking to me about taxes and things.

I'll continue watching, but I must

insist on at least a glimmer of

enthusiasm or at the very least a film

where people don't wander around art

galleries whispering to themselves.

Sincerely, Ellen Malcolm, Cedar Falls,

Iowa. Well, you know, I'll have to agree

with you, Ellen. And we're working on

your delivery. You know, you have to be

a bit more of a chipper horror host. I

don't want to do it at all. He's so

der. You know, you know why he's da

Ellen is because on Fridays he used to

go to the pub and we switched his night

off. So now on Friday he's he's doing

his show and u he he I think he likes

one of the girls who work there on a

Friday night. I could be wrong. I don't

know. Ask her. She knows these things.

Anyways, that's it for letters. Let's

get back to the film and we will see you

on the other side of the break. Have

fun.

Oh my

god.

Excuse

me. You couldn't wear black. At least

veils. Not even a

tear. It was a terrible ordeal.

Morton,

a word with you, sir.

Who are you? Can't you see I'm busy? I'm

City Marshall Hillyard with instructions

for you. Instructions? After the family

has left the grave site, both bodies are

to be taken to a receiving tomb where

the heads are to be removed. Removed and

shipped to Dr. Edward Wood, professor of

forensic medicine at Harvard University.

By whose order, may I ask?

His honor to the mayor. Naturally, the

sisters are not to be told.

As you were saying, Mr. Mayor. Uh oh.

Yes. I um I have a request to make of

the family. Please remain inside the

house for a few days. It would be better

for all concerned.

Why is someone here suspected?

I want to know the truth. Lizzy, please

don't don't upset yourself. I want to

know the truth, Emma. Well, Miss Bordon,

as much as I regret to tell you, yes,

you are suspected.

We tried to keep it from her as long as

we could.

I'm ready to go now. Well, that won't be

necessary. If you're disturbed by the uh

crowds out there, just notify the

officer in the yard.

Then I'm to be a prisoner in my own

home.

You shall have all the protection the

police department can afford.

Well, we shan trouble you any further.

Naturally, we want to do all we can to

help in this matter. There will of

course be an inquest closed to the

public if you prefer.

Whatever you

wish. My name is Bridget Sullivan.

I'm 26 years old and unmarried.

How were you addressed in the Bordon

household?

I was sometimes called Maggie,

but only by Miss Emma and Miss Lizzy.

How long were you in Mr. Bordon's

employer?

Uh, 2 years and

uh 9 months at the time of his death.

Did the Bordens keep any other domestic

servants?

Well, sometimes a a young man came from

the farm to chop wood, but he hasn't

been around since since last winter.

Then you uh and Miss Bordon were the

only persons in the house the morning of

the slings, aside from the victims. Yes,

sir.

Now, Miss Sullivan, can you describe the

events of that

morning from the time you arose?

Well, it was very hot that day.

I I I felt a sort of

a dull headache as I got

up. It It must have been the mutton

broth from the night before. Mutton

broth?

Yes,

sir. We'd had it five days running. I

see. And uh was Miss Bordon also sick

that morning?

Not at

all. At least she she seemed fit enough

to me.

Morning, Mr. Bordon.

There's uh Johnny cakes or cookies for

breakfast. Which will it be?

Johnny cakes,

cookies. No appetite for your

indigestible Irish starch this

morning. Any more of that mutton broth?

Yes,

sir. But I suspect it's gone off in this

heat. really wants to be chucked out.

She's not fit for human consumption.

Well, it's not what not. Serve it.

Mean old skin. Watch your

tongue. I've heard you call him often

enough. Still, it's not your place.

After I served themselves breakfast, I

commenced to wash

up. That's when Mr. Bon left for

downtown. Did you lock the door after

him? Yes, sir. I locked it. Mr. Bordon

was very strict about that.

When I'd finished my dishes, I took them

into the dining room. Mrs. Bordon was

there

dusting. Where is father? Went

downtown. We left while you were

upstairs. Oh, Bridget. Bet your pale and

some water. I want the windows washed

today. Mrs. Bordon, it's awful hot

inside and outside both. They're

intolerably dirty.

Please, Mrs.

Bon. Look, I'm feeling poorly today.

Couldn't they wait

perhaps? Stinking smelly cow.

I went down into the cellar and got a

pale and a brush and went

outdoors. I started to work on

the north side of the house.

Maggie, you going to be out there long?

Yes, but you needn't lock the door

unless you want to. I can get fresh

water from the barn.

After a while, Mrs. Kelly's girl came to

the fence and I went over to talk to

her, but then I went back to me work.

There's an awful lot of windows in that

house and I had to go to the

barn three or four times for fresh

water. During all that time, I

did I did not see anybody come to the

house until Mr. Bordon came home.

Bloody blast of pain.

Is there any

mail? None for

you. Where's Abby?

She had a note and went out. Did you say

where?

Someone in town was sick, I think.

Would you like to take a nap before

dinner? After I've read my

paper, there's a cheap sale of dress

goods at Sergeants this afternoon. 8

cents a yard. I'm going to have some,

but not today in this heath. I feel too

ill. Yes, you do look peaked.

Why don't you finish those windows

later? You can rest before the new meal.

I think I'll do just that.

Then I went upstairs to my room and lay

down without taking off any of my

clothing. I heard the city hall clock

start to strike 11.

I must have been there or three or four

minutes. I I never went to sleep at

all. The next thing I heard was Miss

Lizzy

hollering. Maggie. Maggie. Up to the

time Miss Lizzy Bordon told her father

about a note which purportedly came for

her stepmother. Had you heard anything

about it from anyone?

No, sir. I never had.

Thank you.

No further questions, your honor. Uh,

the witness is released unconditionally

without bail.

She's leaving us. Lizzy. Lizzy Bordon to

the stand, please.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the

whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

So help you, God? I do. Please be

seated.

You may begin. Mr. District Attorney,

would you please give the court your

full name? Lizzy Andrew Bordon. Is it

Lizzy or Elizabeth? Lizzy. You were so

christened. I was so christened. What is

your age, please?

32. Your mother is not living.

Uh, no

sir. She died when I was 2 and 1/2 years

old.

What was your father's age?

He will be 70 next month.

He was a successful businessman. He's

very successful. Yes, sir. Started as a

mortician, I understand, then branched

out into real estate, banking. That is

correct.

Do you have any idea how much your

father was worth?

No, sir.

Did you ever know of your father making

a will?

No, sir. Did he ever mention the subject

of wills to you? He did not.

Had you been on pleasant terms with your

stepmother? Oh, yes, sir. Cordial. That

depends upon one's idea of

cordiality. According to your idea of

cordiality,

we were friendly. Very friendly. Why did

you leave off calling her mother?

Because I wanted to. That's the best

reason you can give.

I have no other answer.

In what other respect was your

relationship with her not that of mother

and daughter? Aside from you're not

calling her mother,

she had never been a mother to me in

many

ways. I always went to my sister because

she was older and had the care of me

after my mother died.

Now tell me, Miss

Bordon, on the morning of the murders,

did you get your own breakfast?

I did not have any

breakfast. I did not feel as though I

wanted any.

sick from the same mutton

broth. It was the

heat

Would you repeat the question?

We are trying to establish if you are

certain you were upstairs when your

father came to the house on his return.

I think I was. Now, you remember, Miss

Bordon, you told me you were downstairs,

not upstairs, when your father came

home. You've forgotten, perhaps. I don't

know what I've

said. I've answered so many questions,

and I'm so confused. I don't know one

thing from

another. I'm telling you, as best I

know, I have no one to counsel me. There

is no need for counsel. This is only a

coroner's inquest, not a

trial. You may continue, Mr. Nolton.

Which is your recollection now? Were you

downstairs or upstairs when the bell

rang and your father came home? I think

I was downstairs in the kitchen. You

think, Miss Bordon, we have been over

this a dozen times and each time a new

version.

Now, how will you have it? I don't

know. I don't even know what your name

is.

um I think as nearly as I know I I think

I was downstairs.

When did you last see your stepmother?

When she went up to change the bed in

the spare room and you never saw or

heard her afterwards until you

discovered your father's body. A period

of approximately one and a half hours.

No, sir. Did you have any knowledge of

her leaving the house?

She said she had a note. Someone was

sick. Did she tell you where she was

going?

No, sir. Did she tell you who the note

was from? No, sir. Did you ever see the

note? No, sir. Do you know where the

note is now? No, sir.

How long was your father in the house

before you found him killed?

I don't know exactly because I had to go

out to the

barn. I don't think he could have been

home more than 15 or 20 minutes.

And what were you doing in the barn all

this time? I needed some lead for a

sinker.

Did you say a sinker?

Yes, sir. I I was going to Marian on

Monday to fish.

I needed a sinker.

And that's all you did? Look for

sinkers. Yes, sir. In the loft.

You think that would take you 15 or 20

minutes? I ate some pears up there. I

asked you to tell me all you did. I told

you all I

did. I ate my pears. You stood there

eating your pears, doing nothing. I was

looking out of the window.

stood there looking out of the window

eating your pears.

I should think so. How many pairs did

you eat? Three, I think. Now, can you

tell us, Miss

Bordon, why it took you 10 minutes to

eat three pairs?

I do not do things in a hurry.

No further questions, your honor.

It would be a pleasure for this

magistrate, and it would doubtless bring

much sympathy if he could say,

"Lizzy, I judge you probably not guilty,

and you may go

home." But let us suppose for

just a single moment that this is a man

before

me. Suppose it was a man who was found

in the vicinity of the

murders and it was he who discovered Mr.

Bordon's

body. Suppose the only account he could

give of himself here

was

unreasonable,

contradictory. Would there be any

question what would be done with such a

man?

So painful as it may be, there is but

one thing to be

done. It is the judgment of this court

that you are

found probably

guilty and you are ordered

committed to await the action of the

superior court.

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thank you so much for your support. You

do cause trouble.

better. Yes, thank you.

Please forgive

me, but I now must ask you a very

disturbing

question. And I want you to give me a

simple yes or no

answer. Did you kill your father and

Abby? As your family lawyer, I must hear

it from your own

lips. I'm sorry.

I am

innocent. That's all I need to know.

Now, Mr.

Jennings, you must tell

me. What can I expect?

I'm doing everything in my power to the

truth. You have an obligation to tell

me.

All

right. The

worst death by hanging.

But But it didn't come to

that. What is

it? What is

it? Matron, Dr. B. Matron. Matron.

Papa, papa.

Mr. Jennings has given me his solemn

assurance that everything humanly

possible is being done for your

defense. He's finally retained Mr.

George

Robinson to

assist. Must have been all of the

newspaper publicity that attracted

him.

Imagine a former governor is going to

defend you. Must have cost a pretty

penny. I've decided to pay for half of

everything myself. I can't let you do

that, Mim. The cost would be ruinous.

Even if it takes every last cent of my

inheritance.

Mr. Jennings said that it might take

months to bring me to

trial. I don't know if I can stand it in

this place that

long. I'll be with you, Lizzy. Oh,

M. We're alone now. We have no one.

We still have each other.

Seems we've always been alone.

Poor

Lizzy. Somehow

I It's always been harder for you,

hasn't it?

Why do they speak so coolly of me?

Ma'am,

who? District Attorney

Nolton. The

newspapers, they call me the sphinx of

coldness. Why do they want to hurt me

like

that? Oh,

Lizzy. I don't think they mean to.

It's just that

you're

special and special people have always

been

misunderstood. You know

that.

Oh, I don't want to be

special. I know, Lizzy.

know. And good night.

It's perfect.

I knew you wanted something special. We

got the whole ensemble. Uhhuh. Read it.

Oh, Lizzy, we must have gone over this a

hundred times. Then we'll go over it

101.

Yes. Well, there's your new hat, your

navy blue bangalene dress. No, we said

the black. Remember the one with the

leger mutton sleeves? Oh, yes. I'm

sorry. I forgot. Uh, and your little

brooch. The one with the posies. Mhm.

It's in the top left drawer of my

chiffon. Oh, and don't forget my six

button black kid gloves. I won't.

Mr. Julian Ralph of the New York Sun

says he's here for an interview. Oh,

gracious. I completely forgot. Give me a

moment, will you? You don't mind, do

you? M.

I understand your father's estate came

to more than a quarter of a million

dollars. Only

slightly. All these months of legal

expenses are fast eating it away. Well,

the point is one can't help wondering

why a family of the bord means didn't

enjoy even the simplest convenience of a

bathroom. Surely your father could

afford more than just a uh basement

latrine. But he wanted to give us all

bathrooms. We begged him not

to. You see, we had intended to move

very shortly to a more fashionable

location on the hill. It seemed a uh an

expensive extravagance for such

temporary

conveniences. My father was a kind and

considerate man, Mr. Ralph. Such stories

about him are a vicious slander. You're

a most unusual woman, Miss

Bordon. Difficult to

penetrate. What is it like for a lady of

your station, of your

sensibilities, to be here in prison?

The

um the hardest

thing for me to stand is the

night when there is no

light. They will not even allow me a

candle to read

by. To sit

here all the evenings in the dark is

very hard.

There is one thing that hurts me very

much. They say I don't show any

grief. Certainly I don't in

public. I never did reveal my feelings

and I cannot change my nature

now. They say I don't

cry. They should see me when I am alone.

Yet, District Attorney Nolton urges us

to believe that Miss Bordon is capable

of any cold-blooded deed, even the

murder of her father and his wife. Mr.

Nolton goes so far as to call her Sphinx

of coldness, not even moved to wear

mourning out of respect. But Miss Bordon

explains it so simply, so

honestly. There was not a moment when I

could think of such things as hat or

dress. Somebody was talking to me all

the time about the murders and asking me

questions.

Now, here's the part that really

calls. If people would only do me

justice, that is all I ask. But it seems

as if every word I utter is distorted

and such a false construction placed on

it that I am

bewildered. There was not a trace of

anger in her tone, simply a pitiful

expression.

Rubbish. Cheap feminist sentimentality.

I told you public sentiment would be on

her side. Lizzie Bordon is a Sunday

school teacher. Hosea, a devoted worker

for temperance, Christian aid, and

foreign missions. She is held in high

esteem in this community. Very high

esteem. Mr. Mayor, that woman is a

murderous.

I hope you can prove that,

Hosea. Oh, we better be on our way.

Can't miss the opening session. Comving,

Mrs. No. I'll be along shortly, your

honor. You two go ahead.

It's not too late to pull out, Jose.

No,

sir. Every time I see this case being

tried in the press like this, I'm more

determined than ever to see Miss Lizzie

Bordon tried and convicted in the

courts.

Well, there Are they? Oh, Lizzy, the

crowd, you cannot imagine. I said the

six button black gloves. Oh. Oh, dear.

I'm sorry in my haste. Can you be so

witless? Well, I'll go back and end.

Never mind. Never mind. There isn't

time. Sometimes I think you actually

want to see me hang.

That's a very cruel thing to say, Lizzy.

Oh,

am I'm

sorry. It's time. They'll not wait any

longer.

I can do that.

Look, I suppose we can't blame them.

They haven't had a good witch hunt in

this state since Salem.

Here ye hear ye hear ye all rise.

All persons having anything to do before

the honorable justices Mason Blitet and

Dwey of the Superior Court for Criminal

Business now sitting at Bristol draw

near. Give your attention and you shall

be heard. God save the Commonwealth of

Massachusetts. Be

seated. Now tell us, Miss

Sullivan, did you ever have any trouble

there in the Bordon family?

No, sir.

A pleasant place to live.

Yes, sir. I liked it. And for ought you

know, they liked you.

I suppose so.

Do you uh never saw anything out of the

way?

No, sir.

Never saw any conflict in the family?

No, sir. Never saw anything in the

least.

Um, any quarreling or anything of that

kind?

No sir.

Then Maggie is lying. I swear to you,

father. I did not take the money from

your desk. That is God's truth. What

would she know about the truth? Always

making things up, imagining things. busy

till now. I have protected you. I have

excused you. I've paid your fines. I've

prayed for your soul. I've endured the

shame and humiliation as a parent and a

Christian. But this is the limit when

you steal from your own father. If I

did, and I most certainly did

not, would it be any wonder? Will you

talk of shame? What of mine when I'm

forced to walk down the street year

after year in the same old dresses? Oh,

we listen to her. Spoiled rotten she is.

The way we live. Why we can't even

entertain. Entertain indeed. Who would

you invite this house? Lord, how I hate

this house. No baths, no modern

conveniences. Did you know that we are

laughing stocks? Father, it's true.

Behind your back, people snigger and

call you skin flint. That will be

enough.

I don't understand you,

girl. You and I were always so

close. Especially close.

Yes,

father. Especially.

Then why do you behave like this?

I'm

suffocating. Father, look at me. I'm 32

and practically a prisoner in this ugly

old house. Are you perfectly free to

come and go as you like? And how far

would I get on the on the poultry $200

allowance you allow me each year? Emma

seems to manage. I noticed it didn't

keep her from going on the grand tour of

Europe two summers ago.

Yes. And you'll never get over that,

will you, Mrs. Bordon?

Well, that money was mine. Every penny

mine. If you chose to squander your

mother's inheritance, you have no one to

blame but yourself. Half of Emma's

taboo. Don't forget that. I'm sure you

won't let him. And making Emma sleep in

that cramped, stuffy room while her

royal highness gets the big airy one.

and all to herself. I never could abide

small, dark places, even as a child.

Emma knows that. She wanted me to have

the big

bedroom. Didn't you, Em? Oh, we know all

about you and your way, Princess Lizzy.

We know how you twist arms and throw

tantrums just to get your way.

If I were not a

lady, I should twist your arm, Mrs.

Bordon, right out of its sight. I will

have no more of this.

I have warned you repeatedly, Lucy.

One way or another, you will learn not

to bite the hand that feeds you. If I

have to cut you off,

you may step down.

Call Dr. Bowen to the stand, please. Dr.

Sbury Bowen to the stand, please.

Dr.

Bowen, can you describe what Miss Bordon

had on that morning?

I wouldn't know,

sir. Was sort of drab. Not much color.

It was sort of a morning calico, I

should guess. You say it was

drab. I merely mean to say that the

dress was Answer the question. If you

just wait a minute. No, answer the

question. Did it appear to you to be a

drab colored dress? I am telling you,

sir, I don't know. I didn't intend to

try to describe a woman's dress at the

inquest, and I do not intend to. Now,

well, perhaps you can at least tell us

if it was this dress. Your honors,

really, this is the government's own

witness. I am merely trying to establish

whether or not the witness knows what

the accused was wearing minutes after

the last murder and if he, a man of

medicine, observed any blood on her. The

witness may answer the question.

I should think it was not that dress.

Your witness

Now, Dr.

Bourne, going back to the time shortly

after the discovery of the second body,

were you summoned to Miss Lizz's bedside

to administer any medicine? Yes, sir.

Miss Russell came to fetch me upstairs.

I gave Lizzie a preparation called Brmo

Caffeine to quiet her nervous excitement

and her headache. And did you

subsequently administer any other

medicines of that kind? Yes, sir.

Sulfate of morphine. In what doses? 1/8

of a grain. However, I doubled that the

next day.

And how long did she continue having the

morphine? All the time she was in the

jail house.

In other words, she was receiving

regular injections of morphine all the

time up to her arrest, through the

hearing, and while confined in the

jailhouse.

Yes, sir. Tell me, Dr. Bowen, does not

morphine given in double doses somewhat

affect the

memory, change and alter the view of

things? Doesn't it muddle the thinking,

confuse the mind?

Yes, sir.

It does cause hallucinations

so that anyone giving testimony while

under its influence might tend to seem

contradictory to give conflicting

stories.

Yes, sir. When did you stop giving her

this drug? I've not stopped. She's still

receiving it.

Thank you, Dr. V. That will be all. No

further questions around.

Hello, this is Livingston. Apparently,

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Hey, Tangilla.

You mentioned uh that Miss Bordon paid a

visit to your home on the evening before

the murders. That is correct. Can you

tell us the purpose of that visit? Lizzy

was very troubled.

She said that she couldn't help but feel

that something sinister was going to

happen. Sinister?

Yes. She said that her father was having

trouble with his business associates and

that she was afraid that someone was

going to do harm to him.

She told me that the barn had already

been broken into and all of her pet

pigeons had been

killed. I tried to reassure her that it

must have been some of the local boys up

to

mischief, but Lizzy felt sure that it

wasn't.

No, papa. No. Please, Papa. Please.

Please. No. Not the pigeons. Papa,

please.

Fly.

Fly. Papa. All those beautiful birds.

Why? Now, let those young whippers

snappers try stealing any more of my

pictures and see what they find. But

they were mine.

Yours? Let me remind you, girl.

Everything on this place belongs to me.

What's mine is mine, and I will dispose

of it as I see fit.

But they were mine.

I tried to set her mind at

rest, but Lizzie confided in

me that even the house had been broken

into in broad daylight when she and Emma

and Bridget were at

home. And as she

left, she said that she wished she could

sleep with one eye open for fear that

they would come in the

night and burn the house down over the

family's head.

And all this the very night before the

murders? Yes. Was Miss Bordon accustomed

to making such nocturnal visits to you?

Only on rare

occasion. And this was certainly a most

rare

occasion. Now, Miss Russell, can you

tell us please about the incident which

took place the day after the funerals

while you were still staying at the

Bordon House? An incident involving a

certain Bedford Court

dress.

Yes, that was on Sunday.

Miss Lizzie, Miss Emma, and I had

breakfast together. Bridget was not at

home. I went up to the

bedroom. And then when I came down, I

saw Lizzie standing there with a dress

in her hands.

Lizzy, what are you going to do? I'm

going to burn this old thing. It's

covered with paint. Lizzy, I wouldn't do

that where people can see me in broad

daylight. Lizzy, there's a policeman in

the yard.

That is probably the worst thing you

could have

done. What if they ask us about that

dress? Why did you let me do it? Why

didn't you tell me?

Thank you, Miss Russell. No more

questions, your honor.

your witness.

No questions that they're stuck.

Witness may step down, please.

The woman's a fool. She needn't testify

to that. She is a Christian woman, sir.

It is the truth. Nonetheless, my dear,

we shall nip this in the bud at once.

Fear

not. May it please your honors. At this

time, we should like to recall the dress

maker, Mrs. Mary Raymond.

Mary Raymond.

Yes, I made a Bedford core dress for

Lizzy in about April of last year. Now,

Mrs. Raymond, will you please tell the

court what became of that dress on the

very day that you completed the final

fitting at Miss Bordon's home? Well,

yes. The men were painting the upstairs

hall in Landing. When Lizzie rushed out

to show her new dress to her sister, she

brushed against the fresh paint. The

dress was ruined. Of course. Of

course. No further questions. Thank you.

Now, Mr.

Hillyard, can you tell us if this was

the hatchet you found in the box behind

the chimney in the Bordon cellar?

It um looks like it.

The handle was broken like this? Yes,

sir. Broken up close like that. Mhm. Did

you observe anything peculiar about the

break in the handle at that time? I did.

It was a fresh break. A a new break.

Thank you. No more questions, your

honor.

What can I do for you today, Miss Lizzy?

Oh, I I'm afraid I got some paint stains

on a perfectly new dress. I would like

to buy some napa with which to remove

them. Do you carry it? Certainly. I'll

fetch you some.

I imagine a pint will do. Oh, yes.

That's perfect. Thank you. Please send

the bill. Mhm. Good day. Good day.

Miss Bordon took something. What? I

couldn't quite see, but I'm sure she

took something. Doesn't matter. Why

didn't you stop her?

No

need. Old Dad Bordon always pays. Call

all the merchants up and down the

street. Tack a little something onto the

bill

whenever. Miss Bordon asked to buy 10

cents worth of pressic acid. Naturally,

I informed her we did not sell pressic

acid unless by a physician's

prescription. And what did she say to

that? She said she'd bought it several

times before. So I says, "Well, my good

lady, not from me. Pressic acid is a

very dangerous thing to handle." Mhm.

Did she tell you why she wanted such a

lethal poison? I understood her to say

she wanted to clean a seal skin cape.

Order in this court. Your honors, I must

protest the use of such testimony. As

part of the defendant's inquest

testimony, it is perfectly admissible. I

am trying to prove prior intent. Your

honors, may we have a ruling on the

admissibility of my client's testimony

at the inquest. It was taken at a time

when she was under arrest and denied

counsel.

Will you both please approach the bench?

Inadmissible.

Every bit of her inquest testimony

inadmissible because that fool Judge

Blaze Dell denied her proper counsel.

Terrible blow.

Terrible.

I built my entire case on her inquest

testimony. Now I've got nothing. What

about Miss Russell's testimony? That was

most damaging. Wasn't it odd that she

should come forward on her own like

that? Her conscience was troubling her,

my dear. Seems she neglected to mention

the dress burning incident when the

police first questioned her. Great

stroke of luck.

Personally, I don't believe it was that

dress. Lizzy Bordon wouldn't have been

such a fool.

Which leaves me still wondering what did

she wear?

Nonetheless, I'm sure that the case

you've made so far will stand on its own

merits. Hosea, not if Robinson keeps

getting our witnesses to discredit their

own testimony.

He's a shrewd devil, our ex-governor. I

trust you have more cards up your

sleeve, Jose. I needn't remind you how

much is at stake

here. You

know, one

perhaps. And it had better be a trump

card.

May

I? It's a real hatchet. It is the

genuine article. She has more though.

You know, you you better hope that she

doesn't get inspired by this film. Oh,

and it sharp. You had better hope. No,

you know, I don't have to worry about

her too much because I'm the piggy bank.

You on the other hand, that is the

problem. No, no, I you know I don't

think she'd hurt you now. Andrew, she

won't hurt me, but she'll cost you

money. Oh, well, she always cost me

money

anyways. Beverly Hills, she wants to go

on a shopping spree.

And you know, she does not go into the

fine stores in Beverly Hills. She goes

into the hardware stores. No, how would

one put it? The the the alternate

alternate fashion stores. There's quite

a few up there. Anyways, uh fun film. Um

this movie, you know, when it came out,

it was quite the thing. I understand. It

was quite the hit. No, no, no. Well, it

was a hit, but there was like people

complaining and writing letters to the

the television about the blood or Well,

of course about the bloody blood.

They're not writing. Well, she is naked

though in one scene, but we cannot see

anything, right?

So, just keep in mind before you mimic

her, she was she murdered naked. She was

a naked

murderous. That's a true story. If this

is a true film, this is a true film,

right? I thought this was made for

television. Well, right. But no, the way

they showed it, they strategically

placed furniture and cameras in places

where you could not see any naughty

bits. film talk. Anyways, uh let's uh

let's wrap up this film and uh when we

come back, don't go away when the

credits roll cuz we've got an important

message for Mr. Livingston. Right. We

do. I don't know. We'll make something

up. See you soon. You're going to hurt

somebody.

On August 10th last at the Harvard

Medical School where I'm professor of

chemistry, I received the evidence there

exhibited. Briefly, Dr. Wood, can you

tell us the results of your

examinations? The hair on that hatchet,

for example, it did not match the

samples of hair from either

victim. It is animal hair, probably

cow's hair. And what about this dress?

Did you not find man minute traces of

blood on the skirts? Yes, but certainly

not from either of the victims. Well,

how do you explain that? They are

undoubtedly menstrual blood from the

defendant herself.

Let me ask you,

doctor, if this hatchet could have been

used and then cleansed so as to remove

any trace of blood. No, not by a quick

washing as you've suggested. And it will

be nearly impossible to wash blood off

that broken end. This is dreadful. There

was no time to go over Dr. Wood's

testimony. He just got in from Boston an

hour ago.

No more questions. Your witness.

In other words, Dr. Wood, assuming the

asalent wore the same clothing during

both murders, he most probably would

have been splattered with blood from

head to foot. Is that right? In my

opinion, yes. And yet every witness has

testified that the accused showed no

signs whatsoever of blood upon her

clothing just moments after the last

murder. Thank you, your honors. No

further questions.

Don't make me laugh. Don't make me

laugh. Don't make me laugh. Don't make

me laugh. You know as well as I they'd

turn me out on the cold if anything

happened to you. What more can I do? You

can draw up another will. Put everything

in my name. Let me see to their needs.

It's little enough to grant your poor

defenseless widow. Don't rush things,

woman. I'm not dead yet. I'll not be

turned out into the streets to starve

like a stray dog.

She could live off her own fat for

years.

You owe me that much. All right. All

right. I'll see my lawyer next week and

please get some rest.

I'll see her dead

first.

Lizzy, you can spend the rest of your

life begging crumbs off that old sow.

Not

Lizzy,

please. You always frighten me when you

get like

this. He must never make a new will.

uh I'm going to visit the Brownell's in

Fair

Haven. I I'll leave

tomorrow.

Yes. Yes. You go to Fair Haven.

Call Dr. Draper to the stand, please.

Dr. Frank Draper to the stand. Were you

able to uh determine the size of the

cutting edge of the murder weapon from

any of the wounds, Dr. Draper? Not from

Mrs. Bordon's skull, but I was able to

affect a conclusion from Mr. Bordon's

skull. In that case, though, I deeply

regret it. I shall have to ask your

colleague, Dr. Wood, to produce the

skull in question. Very well.

Now, Dr.

Draper, if you will please try to fit

that hatchet into the wound.

Order in the court. Order in the

court. This court will be adjourned till

9:00 tomorrow morning.

My dear, I have told you repeatedly I

have no stomach for undercooked meat.

Let me get you something else. Oh, never

mind. I've lost my appetite anyway. Just

some coffee.

I shall be glad when this trial is over.

It's beginning to tell on you. It's not

a trial. It's a sideshow. That woman

actually believes she can get off

scot-free by hiding behind her skirts.

What else has she?

I'm sorry, Hosea.

It's just that it seems to me that you

men have only yourselves to blame if if

women hide behind their femininity as a

last

defense. After all, you cast us in this

role. You look upon your womanhood as a

role, my dear.

It's not always a convenient part to

play.

I've never heard you talk like this.

Next, you'll be asking for the

vote. I gather you sympathize with this

murderous.

She has not as yet been found guilty,

Hosea. But you do sympathize with her.

Certainly not with her deeds.

But perhaps with her motives,

her motives. Now, what would you know

about her motives?

I should think a great deal. Hosea,

you have no idea how unbearably heavy

these skirts can be at times.

Everything.

When did you next see the Bedford Gourd

dress?

Uh, Sunday morning.

I was washing dishes and I turned and

saw my sister Lizzy at the stove and she

had the dress in her

hands. She

said, "I think I'll burn this old dress

up." And I said, "Yes, why don't you or

or something like that?" Was Miss

Russell present at the time? Yes, sir.

And she said afterwards that it was the

worst thing Lizzie could have done. And

of course we knew that she was right.

But it just didn't occur to us until

that moment. Did your father wear a

ring, Miss Emma, upon his finger?

Yes, sir. He did. Was or was not that

the only article of jewelry he wore?

The only article from whom did he

receive the ring

from my sister Lizzy many years ago

previously to his wearing it had she

worn it?

Yes sir. It was her favorite.

Did he wear it constantly after

that? Always.

Love, love.

looks so old.

your witness.

Were the relations between you and

Lizzie and your stepmother cordial?

Between my sister and Mrs. Bordon, they

were. When did she cease calling her

mother?

I don't

remember, but it was some time ago. But

prior to that, she had called her

mother. Yes, sir. From childhood.

Mrs. Bordon says you're not to work too

late, Papa. I don't want you to call her

mother, is he? She's not my

mother. My mother's dead.

You still having those bad dreams about

your

mother? Oh, it was a long time

ago. Besides, death is nothing to be

afraid of, Lizzy. There's nothing more

than a long peaceful

repose. Do you remember sleeping

beauty? Well, then look.

You see how serene she

looks

feel in the

fleshes. Smooth and cool to the

touch. Oh yes, you mustn't be afraid.

Gentlemen of the

jury, let me remind you of those

touching

words. The eyes that cannot

weep are the saddest eyes of

all. Andrew Bordon went to his

grave wearing upon his hand a pledge of

love and

faith. The ring

that belonged to his little

girl. To find her guilty, you must

believe her to be a

fiend. Does she look

it? Lizzy Andrew Bordon.

It is your privilege to add any word

which you may desire to say in person to

the jury.

I am

innocent. I leave it to my counsel to

speak for

me. Hey. Hey. Hey.

Hello Vincent, Pangela, and Livingston.

This is Patricia from Sanville,

California. I have been watching Future

Features from the beginning, and I've

always looked forward to the Saturday

shows and now the Friday shows, and I'm

65 years old, so I've been watching it

from the beginning, and that's many,

many years. And I just love the movies.

And thank you so much. Good night.

Hey,

they're coming in. They're coming in.

The journey is coming in. Let's go.

Lizzy Andrew

Bordon, put up your right

hand.

Foreman, look upon the

prisoner. Prisoner, look upon the

foreman. What say you, Mr. Foreman? Is

the prisoner at the bar guilty or not

guilty?

Maggie?

You going to be out there long? Yes, but

you needn't lock the door unless you

want to. I can get fresh water from the

barn.

God, it's so hot today.

I get some rough.

We blew it.

Abby.

Heat. Heat.

God damn you bastard. It's a thing.

was

Brit upstairs in her room taking a nap

before the noon

meal. You're a strange girl, is

he? One minute as hard and cold as a

brave

soul, next as loving as any father could

wish. Know what goes on in that mind of

yours. I guess we'll never know.

Heat. Heat.

Papa Papa.

Heat. Heat.

What say you, Mr. Foreman? Is the

prisoner at the bar guilty or not

guilty?

Not guilty.

Lizzy Andrew Borton. Lizzy Andrew

Borton. The court orders that you be

discharged for this indictment and goal

thereof without delay. 4 students come

with Emma.

Emma, ammo.

by the verdict. And Miss Bordon, how

does it feel to be a free woman again?

Michael.

Whoa.

M Emma

It's over, M. We've won.

Dinner will be ready soon. Why don't you

make yourself comfortable?

Didn't you hear me? We're free. At last,

we're really free.

Nothing to prepare a

meal now that there are only the two of

us.

Emma, sometimes I don't understand

you.

Lizzy, I'm only going to ask you this

once more, and then I shall never

mention it again as long as I

live. Did you kill father

Lizzy B and took an X, gave her mother

40 whacks when She saw what she had

done. Gave her father

41. Lizzy born and took

I think she should be institutionalized.

I think I think that boat left the dock

a long time ago. Sir, I I don't think

anybody would take her for one and and

two, I that would put some liability on

my part as it always does. No. Can you

imagine some poor mental institution is

is operating as normal and then this one

shows up

she would invoke some type of revolution

a riot a rebellion

she she would she would she would no she

would make weapons out of tongue

depressors I've seen her do it true

story anyways uh that sums up the legend

of Lizzie Bordon 1975 I still like this

film, even though I've seen it three

times, it's not bad. No, no, it's a good

film. It's it's a lot of uh courtroom

intrigue,

which you know, if if you're watching us

and are some type of attorney at law, I

bet you found it extra interesting, you

know, but I think most of our horror

fans, the people who watch our program,

wanted more murder. I think they got

quite enough. No, they did not get

enough. It's like two people die, you

know. I want to see this film remade

where she goes on a rampage and takes

out the entire courtroom and perhaps

even the town as well. You have a

strange imagination. I do not. I have

one that matches Hollywood. Anyways, uh

that's it for us this week. Uh what do

you have coming up on your uh show? A

surprise. A surprise, I'm sure. You

know, he's getting used to doing the

programming now, so he's getting a bit

better. But, uh, we we'll have to see if

we can make him a bit less daer. And you

have to stop interfering with this

program. His program is not your bloody

program, which is terrible. Anyways, uh,

see you next week. And don't forget, we

love you. So, uh, Tangella, what do you

think about,

uh, someday doing a program of your own?

Might you

speak?

Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.