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Morning, Ben. Hello, Harry.

Charlie, I need to know.

All right, you call me back.

Why are you harassing my client?

Because your client violated his probation.

To wit, he was associating with a known criminal.

His mother? She has a record.

Her only record is breaking the dog leash law in 1975.

Now, damn it, Jim, release my client this instant.

Come on, Ben. Your client is safer in jail

than he is on the street.

That's not your decision to make. That's right.

Judge Cook's said he's gonna decide that in the morning.

Be on time. You got a lot to answer for.

6:00. What time's the reservation?

7:30.

Ha-ha. The thing... The thing I don't understand...

The thing I don't understand

is why you let this desperate character

take you out to start with?

Well, he managed to capture my good graces

by saying that we'd be having dinner with you.

Oh.

Obviously, I was desperate.

Well, the pleasure's been all mine,

and you even surpassed Jim's advertising.

Oh. Well, Jim is a little over-complimentary at times,

but I've got to admit, I don't object.

Excuse me.

Miss Norwood? Yes?

There's a telephone call for you.

I can't imagine... Excuse me.

W-what is wrong with us, Ben?

It looks like two of us can't keep one woman at this table.

Ha-ha-ha. I'll tell you one thing, though.

Your Laura is really something special.

I mean, she's pretty, she's smart as a whip,

great personality.

Only one thing bothers me.

What's that?

What's she doing with you?

Ha-ha-ha. It was just a joke.

No, no, that's okay.

Ah.

Family emergency.

My sister in Baltimore...

You have a sister in Baltimore?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Nothing serious.

It's just that she would feel a lot better if I were there,

so, uh, I'll have to fly out first thing tomorrow.

Okay. Well, I'll drive you to the airport.

Oh, no, no, no. I'll take a cab.

No, no. I'll drive you to the airport.

No, no, no. That's very sweet

but you've got crime to fight. All right.

I hate to cut this short, but I should go home and pack.

Okay. I apologize.

It was very nice meeting you. It was very nice meeting you.

Good night. Good night.

Can we settle this check?

Not a chance. You can pay for the whole thing tomorrow.

No, I don't know what airline.

I do know it was a morning flight.

No, no, no, no. You're positive?

Do one more thing for me, okay?

Check the computer for any airline that booked a flight

this morning for a Ms. Victoria Rollins.

Lieutenant, we may have a break in the Chaney case.

There is.

What time is that flight?

All right.

Thanks a lot.

We questioned Chaney's father. You know, about the gun?

Turns out it was the kid's. Brief Lieutenant Mills.

He's gonna be handling my cases for a couple days.

He is? Yeah.

Something came up I've gotta take care of.

Where are you going? Las Vegas.

♪ You might refuse to stay ♪

♪ And so the best That I can do is ♪

♪ Pray ♪

♪ Oh, luck be a lady tonight Oh, luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ Luck if you've ever been A lady to begin with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ A lady doesn't Leave her escort ♪

♪ It isn't fair It isn't nice ♪

♪ A lady doesn't wander All over the room ♪

♪ And blow on some Other guy's dice ♪

♪ So let's keep the party polite And never get out of my sight ♪

♪ Stick with me, baby ♪

♪ I'm the fellow You came in with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Red 14?

Fourteen red the winner.

All bets down, please.

Like you to tell me what's going on, Laura?

You must be mistaken. That's not my name.

I followed you here from Atlanta.

You heard the lady. You made a mistake.

Now, get lost. I think I deserve some...

Get lost, I said. Don't do that!

All right.

That's enough.

You stay here and take care of these chips.

I'll be right back.

Just couldn't stop being a cop?

I wanna know what's going on. It has nothing to do with you.

Just how many lies do you want me to ignore, Laura?

That time you said you were going to Tampa?

I went to Tampa. I called the hotel!

Now, I did, just to talk to you. I missed you.

They'd never heard of you.

All that traveling you supposedly do as a sales rep.

You always come to Las Vegas, don't you?

Look, just stay out of it.

Just stay out of it! Why?

Is it because of your husband?

My husband died in a car accident...

He died in prison.

Clarence Rollins was stabbed to death in a fight

that maybe had something to do with the fact

that he was a runner for the Mob.

I don't know. Which name do you prefer:

Laura Norwood or Victoria Rollins?

I never expected you to check up on me.

Why couldn't you just stay out of it...?

Just tell me what's going on.

Did the Mob set you up with some kind of a pension plan?

Is that it?

And this entertainer, Bobby Freemont.

Is he part of your deal,

or is it more like you're part of his deal?

I mean, what's...

I-I came to turn down the bed. I'm very sorry.

I knocked, but... That's all right.

I'm leaving.

Jim.

♪ They call you Lady Luck ♪

♪ But there is room for doubt ♪

♪ You might forget Your manners ♪

♪ You might refuse to stay ♪

♪ And so the best that I can do is ♪

♪ Pray ♪

♪ Oh, luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ Luck by a lady tonight ♪

♪ Luck if you've ever been A lady to begin with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

I hope your stay was a pleasant one, Mr. Manning.

I'll never forget it.

All right.

Ben, it's Jim.

Yeah.

Ben, it's Jim Manning.

Yeah, Jim.

Ben, listen to me.

I'm in Las Vegas and I'm under arrest.

Laura's dead.

And they think I killed her.

Does the hotel pick up all its guests like this?

Oh, no, sir. Mr. Devlin reserves this for super VIPs.

Oh, super VIPs. Yes, sir.

Let me get the door.

How much to play?

The minimum is $1.

There you go, sir. Good luck.

Hey, puddin'. Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

Which one?

Play double zero.

All bets are in.

Double zero is the winner.

How much?

Double zero pays 35 to 1.

Mr. Matlock? Lewis Devlin.

Welcome to the Maxim Hotel.

It's good to be here.

Is that your limousine?

Well, this is my hotel.

The limo, the Presidential Suite,

is yours for as long as you stay.

Complimentary, of course.

No kidding. Sure.

Why?

Because you're a VIP,

and making you happy is good for business.

Uh, because unfortunately that poor girl's murder

was not good for business.

Oh, so one kind of levels out the other.

Something like that, yes.

If you need anything, dial 2-0-5.

Thank you. Thank you for your kindness.

Where's Julian?

Drunk. Been away since 7:00 this morning.

Well, then find somebody else,

because I want to know who that lawyer talks to,

and where and why and when.

Got it.

Why didn't you tell anybody?

Because up until yesterday, I honestly believed I was wrong.

After 20 years of being a cop,

I thought somehow I made a mistake.

I wanted to believe her more than anything.

I was saying things to myself like, just because her husband

had Mob connections, doesn't mean she did.

What was she doing here?

How did she get to be such a high roller?

How'd she travel that kind of first class all the way.

The clothes, the jewelry?

Ben, she never told me anything.

And Bobby Freemont.

I mean, how the hell do you explain that?

I don't know.

Right now, I'm more concerned about explaining

how she was strangled with a belt from your bathrobe.

It's not my bathrobe!

It's a hotel bathrobe that's in my room.

And the maid who saw you having a violent argument

with her last night in her room.

It wasn't violent. Laura slapped me.

That's violent.

Well, I probably deserved it.

I can tell you one thing.

Whoever framed you did a damn good job.

If I hadn't have followed her here, she'd still be alive.

That's an assumption.

Well, you prove I'm wrong.

Mr. Matlock, the Clark County courts are pleased

to permit your limited appearance in this case.

Thank you, Your Honor.

This preliminary hearing will be

in this courtroom 9 a.m., 23rd of this month.

Now, this is a capital case.

However, the bench has taken into consideration

the fact that the defendant is a police officer

with a, uh, impeccable record.

Bail is thereby set at $250,000.

Court is adjourned until 2 p.m.

Where am I supposed to get 10 percent of that?

I'll put it up.

You'll what?

You're a friend of mine. I'll put it up.

You know, in this town, $250,000 is chicken feed.

Whoo.

At least I don't have to sit around on my thumbs anymore.

Ha-ha. Yeah.

What's that mean?

What do you think I mean?

Ben, I'm an investigator.

Well, yeah.

You're kind of emotionally involved in this.

Besides, I'm not exactly Cobb salad.

Find something out?

Yeah. What Laura was doing here. What?

You're not gonna like it.

Tell me.

Well, according to a friend of mine

on the federal level, who's big on racketeering,

she was laundering money.

Whenever the Mob had a million or so ill-gotten cash

laying around, they'd send for her.

She'd gamble it away.

They'd either skim it,

or if they wanted to make themselves look good,

declare it taxable income.

Either way, they came out way ahead.

Feds were onto her?

Senator James is in town holding some closed-door hearings.

Uh-huh. So when a certain police lieutenant from Atlanta

showed up, her partners panicked and killed her.

Or maybe it had nothing to do with you.

Maybe they felt she was a real threat to them

with the closed-door hearings in town,

and they had to get rid of her.

In which case, we're dealing with some very bad people,

so I wouldn't be going off on the deep end...

Ben, it's okay.

I'm gonna be good.

I'm not going to do anything that you wouldn't do.

I hear you been drinking a lot lately.

I do my best. Yeah.

Like that ninth-round swan dive

you took against Mike Canzini a few years ago.

Boy, that cost me a lot of money.

All right. If you don't get out of here,

you're gonna lose a lot more than money.

Is that how you got involved with the Mob,

throwing fights for 'em?

Huh?

How about Victoria Rollins?

What'd they tell you to do, keep an eye on the money

she was laundering whenever she was in town?

She was my friend. Oh, I see.

Is that why you're drinking like this,

because she was murdered,

or because you know who did it?

Get out of here!

Were they afraid she was gonna testify at the hearings?

Is that why they sent you up there?

To take care of your friend?

You did it.

Don't you understand that? You might as well have

put that thing around her neck and pulled.

They own you, boy.

Is there anything you wouldn't do for them?

You either killed her or you know who did.

Now, I understand that

Ms. Rollins caught his show

the night she was killed. Yes, I saw the same show myself.

And that's when the coroner said that she was murdered?

I think so.

Hm.

Nice. Bathroom?

Yeah. It belongs to the bathroom.

She didn't unpack it.

Mm. Smells good.

Ah, well, it ought to. That retails for $300 an ounce.

You see, anybody that stays in the Princess Suite

gets that bottle complimentary.

Um, I don't suppose since you're giving it away anyway that...

Do you want that? Would you like to have that?

You can have it with my compliments. Thanks.

Anything else I can do for you?

Well, yeah.

Uh, did Laura bring the money she was supposed to launder

with her from Atlanta or did you supply it after she got here?

Mr. Matlock, you surprise me.

I swear, you surprise me.

Are you gonna be one of these people that just think

that organized crime is synonymous with Las Vegas?

I-I-I know, but what I don't understand

is how this woman, who was a sales representative

for sporting equipment, could afford all this?

I wish I could help you.

Well, actually, you can.

This is what's known as a subpoena duces tecum.

You're hereby ordered by the court to provide me

with all data, every scrap of paper

on Laura Norwood, alias Victoria Rollins.

You could've just asked.

You could've just refused.

Uh, and another thing, that tail you've got on me.

Get it off.

And thank you.

♪ Stick with me, baby ♪

♪ I'm the fella You came in with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Hello!

♪ They call you Lady luck ♪

Hello!

♪ You might forget Your manners ♪

♪ You might refuse to stay... ♪

Hello!

Hello, Mr. Freemont?

Hello, Mr. Freemont!

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for Bobby Freemont.

Who are you? I'm a lawyer.

Oh, no. You're out of here. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I just want to talk to him about Victoria Rollins.

I represent Jim Manning.

Take the door.

Follow me.

♪ Just how nice A dame you can be ♪

♪ I know the way you treated Other guys you've been with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady with me ♪

♪ A lady doesn't leave Her escort ♪

♪ It isn't fair It isn't nice... ♪

You're representing the guy who killed Vickie?

Allegedly killed.

Well, if you want any help from me, forget it, okay?

Can I ask you a couple of questions?

Can I stop you?

No, uh. Vickie was a friend of yours.

How did you meet her?

Well, I met her about six months ago.

A friend of mine introduced me to her

after the show and we became friends.

Good friends.

You don't have a lot of luck with women, do you?

What do you mean?

Well, I remember reading a piece in the paper

about you and some woman from Texas.

Yeah. Well, every single charge

she brought against me was dropped.

Was dropped or she was paid off?

I mean, her picture was in the paper.

Somebody beat her up.

Look, celebrities get accused of all kinds of things

all the time, especially when you're touring.

I mean, you meet all kinds of nuts out there on the road.

You, uh, haven't heard anything about me

since I settled here, have you?

No. No, I haven't.

Of course, this is a company town.

Look, if you're done, I'd like to get back to work.

Um, is it true you had dinner with Laura,

or Vickie, between your shows the night she was killed?

Like I said, we were friends.

In fact, she even told me about some guy back in Atlanta

that, uh, she was in love with, and she was gonna

leave town that night so she could be with him.

What'd you say to her about that?

That I was very happy for her.

How was I supposed to know he'd wind up killing her?

♪ Stick with me, baby ♪

♪ I'm the fellow You came in with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Luck be a la... ♪

Mr. Matlock.

Oh, do you have those files for me from Mr. Devlin?

What files? He was supposed to give me all

the hotel's information on Victoria Rollins.

I don't know about that, but Mr. Devlin did tell me

you'll have to move.

He's very sorry, but we'll be needing the Presidential Suite

for a visiting dignitary. I see.

He's arranged another room for you, of course,

508, although it is considerably smaller

and rather close to the ice machine.

Mr. Devlin seemed to think the noise wouldn't bother you.

Or at least he said you'd understand.

Right.

Place your bets, please.

Please place your bets.

Hey, bud.

Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

Which one?

Double zero.

Again?

All bets down.

Double zero.

Winner. Double zero.

Oh, my. How much?

35 to 1.

You just won $1225.

So it's a little after midnight,

and I'm down in the casino waiting for her

to come back like she says,

but then I get paged.

And when I go to the phone, it's Mr. Devlin,

and he tells me, go to Victoria's suite

and clean up the mess in there.

That's what he calls it, a mess.

When I get there,

she's lying on the floor in her bedroom,

this belt from a bathrobe knotted around her neck.

She's dead.

So I do what Mr. Devlin told me.

I wrapped her in a blanket,

and I carried her down the hall to Room 644.

What about the belt from the bathrobe?

Mr. Devlin told me to take the belt from the robe

in Room 644 and bring it back to Victoria's room

to replace the one that was missing.

She was the only person in this whole town

that ever treated me decent.

Julian, you've got to tell all this to the police.

You don't understand.

If I roll over on Mr. Devlin, that's it for me.

She was your friend. Do it for her.

I can't.

I can't.

You know, this Lewis Devlin fools you.

He comes on with a big grin on his face

like he's the president of the chamber of commerce

and if they had a good guy award, he'd win it.

And guys like Julian are terrified of him. Yeah.

Mr. Devlin's slick.

He never responded to my subpoena, you know.

He's in on this money laundering and the murder.

What are we gonna do?

We're gonna nail him.

No, I don't believe I've ever met the lady.

But according to one of your employees, a Miss Hernandez,

housekeeper on the sixth floor,

Victoria Rollins has been a guest of your hotel

almost 40 times in the last three years,

and each time she stayed in the Princess Suite for free.

You sure you never met her, Mr. Devlin?

Positive.

I don't pretend to remember

even a fraction of the repeat guests,

and what room they were in

or whether or not they were comped.

That's left totally up to the discretion

of the night manager.

Isn't it true that I gave you a subpoena ordering you

to supply me with all your hotel's records

on Victoria Rollins? Is that true?

Yes, it is.

Did you respond to that subpoena?

I think my people are still trying

to collect that information. Ah.

Well, fortunately, the IRS and the Gaming Commission

is a little more organized than your hotel.

They gave me the information I wanted from you.

Now, it is true, isn't it,

that you are required to submit records to them

on who wins what in your casino? Yes.

Okay. Okay.

Now, we'll call this...

Defendant's Exhibit K.

This is a copy of your submissions

to them for the past three years, is it not?

I believe so.

Examine it very closely

and tell the court how many times

you had to report Victoria Rollins' winnings

in the last three years.

None.

None? In 40 visits?

Well, perhaps she didn't gamble.

But we know that she was seen

placing several large bets on the casino floor.

Wonder why she never won.

I guess the odds are in favor of the house.

Come on. She didn't win because she wasn't supposed to, was she?

Objection.

She was laundering dirty money, wasn't she?

I object.

No relevance, calls for speculation,

lack of foundation, and I move to strike.

Sustained and granted. Mr. Matlock's last remarks

will be stricken from the record.

Mr. Matlock, you have not established foundation.

You would be well advised

to pursue a different line of questioning.

Founded on fact, not innuendo and conjecture.

Of course, Your Honor.

Um... the time of death

has been established to be between 10:30 and 12:30

the evening of the 19th.

Where were you at that time?

I was in the showroom watching Bobby Freemont perform.

Any one of a number of people saw me there.

You know, I caught that show myself last night.

Um, it's pretty dark in there. Pretty dark.

I-If a person wanted to leave the showroom,

it'd be pretty hard for people to see you leave.

Are you sure you didn't leave the showroom?

Yes.

Okay.

Ms. Chandler, would you please stand?

Do you recognize Ms. Chandler

as being a waitress at your hotel?

Yes.

She is prepared to testify

that she saw you leave the showroom

at around 11:00 the night of the murder alone.

She is prepared to testify

that she saw you enter a service elevator.

Did you do that?

Yes.

What floor did you get off?

I don't remember.

Isn't it true that you got off on the sixth floor

and went to the Princess Suite?

No.

And you confronted Victoria Rollins

because you found out

that she was romantically involved with a policeman?

No. And you murdered her

in an attempt to keep my client from finding out

that she had worked for you for three years?

Objection.

I took the service elevator to attend a secret meeting

with United States Senator Peter James.

Withdraw my objection. Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Devlin.

He had the congressional committee

that was in town gathering information on,

coincidentally, money laundering operations,

and I cooperated with him fully. And you can ask anyone.

And I was also sworn to secrecy. But unfortunately, Mr. Matlock,

you have forced my hand.

No further questions.

Cross, Mr. Hopkins?

No, Your Honor. The prosecution is satisfied

that everything that needed to be said has been said.

Very well.

Court is recessed until Monday at 9 a.m.

Well, I thought we had him.

I really thought we had him.

Well, I thought for sure it was Devlin.

I thought we had everything all wrapped up.

I'll tell you the truth, Ben.

I'm starting to get a little concerned.

Well...

Maybe Devlin hired a hit man.

No. A hit man would never have had somebody else move the body.

We're dealing with somebody too inexperienced

or too squeamish to do it himself.

Oh.

I found this, uh, when I was going through Laura's room.

It's a free bottle of perfume from the hotel.

What am I gonna do with this?

Well, I-I found it in her train case, and I just thought...

Thank you.

You know... You know, it seems to me

the first thing most people unpack

when they get to a hotel...

Bobby Freemont said that she said...

You know what? What?

She never went back to that casino after you confronted her.

She was packing.

She was gonna leave.

She was gonna meet you at the airport.

You'd gotten to her, and she was gonna...

She was gonna give up all the diamonds

and the limousines and the fur coats.

Well, I-I'll be damned.

She was leaving Las Vegas.

You didn't know it the last time you saw her.

She hadn't decided yet.

What's wrong?

♪ A lady doesn't leave Her escort ♪

♪ It isn't fair It isn't nice ♪

♪ A lady doesn't wander All over the room ♪

♪ And blow on Some other guy's dice ♪

♪ So let's keep The party polite ♪

♪ And never get out Of my sight ♪

♪ Stick with me, baby ♪

♪ I'm the fellow You came in with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ A lady doesn't flirt With strangers ♪

♪ She's got a heart She's got a soul ♪

♪ A lady doesn't make Little snake eyes at me ♪

♪ While I've got my life On this roll ♪

♪ Let's keep the party polite ♪

♪ And never get out Of my sight ♪

♪ Stick with me, baby ♪

♪ I'm the fellow You came in with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

♪ Luck be a lady ♪

Uh, you think it was Bobby Freemont?

I know it was Bobby Freemont.

If I don't go into that courtroom

with incontrovertible proof,

that judge is gonna have me for lunch.

This where you found that perfume?

Yeah.

I know I looked through this before,

but I wasn't desperate then.

Too bad you can't leave fingerprints on terrycloth.

Yeah.

Maybe Mr. Freemont left something else on that belt.

Like what?

You remember that smudge the Forensics people

was talking about being makeup?

Sure. That's Laura's.

The belt was knotted around her throat.

Look in here and tell me what you don't see.

Do you like to gamble?

No more than most people.

Mm-hm.

You really think most people

amass gambling debts of $1,842,720?

That is what you owe Mr. Devlin's casino, isn't it,

according to the records he so readily made available?

I suppose it is, yes.

So... each time you sing a song in his showroom,

he knocks off a couple of thousand.

Is that the way it works?

Yes.

So I guess you wouldn't be too valuable to him

if you were convicted of Victoria Rollins' murder.

That's why he helped you cover up your crime

and set up Jim Manning.

Objection. No foundation.

Assumes facts not in evidence.

This is pure speculation, Your Honor.

Sustained. The remarks will be stricken from the record.

Mr. Matlock, I don't like to repeat myself.

I apologize, Your Honor.

I was hoping my remarks would save us a lot of time

by encouraging the witness to tell us the whole truth,

but I see he isn't ready to do that yet.

Where were you between 10:30 and 12:30

the night of the murder?

Well, I was onstage in the showroom

singing in front of 1500 people.

Do you sing "Luck Be A Lady Tonight" in that show?

I sing it in every show.

I like that song.

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

♪ Luck if you've ever been A lady to begin with ♪

♪ Luck be a lady tonight ♪

I went down to your recording studio, and I got that.

Bobby Freemont.

People don't hear you sing that song anymore, do they?

They hear a tape because your voice is almost shot.

I lip-sync a couple of songs each night in the show.

What does that prove?

By itself, nothing.

But when I saw your show, and you were doing that number,

at a certain point in the song, the light went off you.

You were all in the dark,

and the light was on these beautiful showgirls

dancing up and down these ramps.

The light was off you.

You were in the dark for a long time. Maybe five, ten minutes.

Well, nobody's complained yet. I bet.

I enjoyed it myself.

There's nothing like a bunch of beautiful girls

dancing around not wearing much, but it occurred to me

while the light was off you with the tape rolling

and everybody looking at those girls,

it was a perfect opportunity for you to leave the stage,

go up to Victoria Rollins' room,

kill her, come back down to the stage, nobody the wiser.

Wrong again.

Would you tell the court... what this is?

It's a belt from a bathrobe. It's the murder weapon.

What I was actually referring to.

Tell the court what this is. This smudge.

How should I know? It's makeup.

But it's not Victoria's makeup.

Her beauty was natural.

It's your makeup.

Stage makeup that you put on seven nights a week.

Mr. Freemont, in the back of the courtroom

are two laboratory analysts retained by the defense

to examine and compare this smudge

with your stage makeup, and guess what?

They're ready to testify it's a match.

Well, that doesn't prove I did it.

No. No, it doesn't.

But it sure does cast reasonable doubt

that Jim Manning committed this crime.

You know, the other day

when I was over your house and we were talking,

and I said, "You don't have a lot of luck with women, do you?"

I mean, woman trouble in Texas,

woman trouble over in Los Angeles,

and I said, "I hear not too many people say no to you."

I'll tell you something else I hear.

I hear not too many people walk out on you.

Thank you for your testimony.

Hey, buddy.

Double zero?

Uh-huh.

How much is 35 times $1225?

Forty-two thousand, eight hundred

and seventy-five potatoes.

Forty-two thousand?

Place your bets, please.

Place your bets.

Four black. It's the winner.

I didn't know you were a gambler.

I'm not.

How much you lose?

A dollar.

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