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♪ Hail ♪

♪ All hail ♪

♪ Hail to Harvard ♪

♪ Dear old Harvard ♪

♪ Sacred are thy halls ♪

♪ Tower of learning ♪

♪ We are yearning ♪

♪ Still to heed your call ♪

♪ Truth and patience ♪

♪ Youth and ancients ♪

♪ All must meet the test ♪

♪ Hail to Harvard ♪

♪ Dear old Harvard ♪

♪ Always will be best ♪

♪ Best ♪

Sooner or later, we're gonna have to face the fact

that we're not the only law firm in town.

And somebody else is gonna snap him up like that

and make a partner out of him. You're late, Warren.

Sorry, guys. My car wouldn't start.

This damn cold weather.

Get me a cup of coffee, honey.

So where are we?

We were discussing Skip Walker's promotion to partner.

It seems as if we're all in agreement.

I move we vote him in.

Hold on! Hold on! Nobody asked me.

Thanks, honey.

All right, Warren. We're asking you.

I'm against it, George.

May we inquire as to why?

Bad timing. He's not ready yet.

Not ready? Look at the clients he's brought in.

What else has he done besides bring in clients?

How much business have you brought in lately?

What is your problem, Warren?

You just don't want to see Skip getting too successful.

That's it, right? Don't push me, George.

I'm warning you... Gentlemen!

Whatever Warren's considerations are, they are his prerogative.

And, I might add, will become academic

if we can bring this to a vote.

All right, I call a vote.

Wait a minute. We haven't heard from Victor yet.

What's your take on Skip?

Well, maybe the timing is bad right now.

I vote no.

All right.

Since we seem to be divided on this,

why don't we table it till the next partners' meeting.

I move to adjourn.

I'll second that.

Well, we don't wanna be late for the reunion now, do we?

Uh. How'd it go?

Not this time, Skip. But it's going to happen.

Be patient. I don't understand.

Didn't Warren put me up for the partnership?

Not exactly, no.

What do you mean?

He didn't put you up.

He put you away.

Warren?

Oh, sorry, Skip.

I tried, but I couldn't talk 'em into it.

Maybe next time.

♪ I love you so ♪

Don't you remember? We were walking across the campus,

and you weren't looking where you were going.

Yes, I know.

What was I gonna do? I couldn't think of anything...

The sign was right in front of you,

and you walked right into it. I know, I know.

You got angry with me because... Excuse me, Mr. Bailey.

Yes? There's a gentleman.

Says he was invited and lost his invitation.

Oh? Well, we're not dealing

with, uh, national security matters here,

so I guess it's all right.

Oh, he doesn't look quite right.

Oh?

Let's see him.

I can't wait to see who it is here.

It's a mystery.

Ben!

Ha-ha. It's good to see you. Oh, well, Ross.

Good to see you.

Ben Matlock.

George, you're looking good. Thank you. Thank you.

I think we're catching up with you on the gray hair.

Uh-huh. MAN: Ben!

W... Warren!

Oh, well, I'll be. I'll be, myself.

You got my $10? Damn right. And I'm keeping it.

I knew I could count on you.

Hello, Ben.

Well, Victor, how are you?

Oh, just great. Just great.

Well... here's to all of us.

Wait a minute. Let's have a drink.

Ben? Uh, uh, thanks. Yeah.

Okay, here's to all of us.

I'll drink to that. You bet.

And here's to Ben Matlock. Yeah.

Glad you could make it, Ben. You're the best.

Thanks. I'm just a jailhouse lawyer.

You boys are the big time.

I wonder whether People magazine would like to know

that Ben Matlock once nailed my shoes to the floor.

Deny it. Deny it.

Or the time you got caught in the sorority.

Or when Warren discovered Ross was colorblind

and mismatched all his socks.

Well, he was making a move on my girl.

I wanted her to see that he wasn't all that perfect.

Well, I guess it was a low blow.

Some things never change, do they, Warren?

Excuse me.

Uh, Ross, just a minute.

I remember that girl.

Was it Grace Coolidge? Whatever happened to her?

We got married.

Oh. Oh.

How is she?

Grace died last year, Ben.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Well, it's all part of life, isn't it?

Hold it, guys.

Hold on.

Thank you. Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Who's that? Gary Springer.

You remember, the...

Oh. The big... Long, wavy hair?

Well, I used to weigh 148 pounds too.

Hear ye, hear ye.

All those who are still standing...

and those who aren't.

I hope you're all enjoying the reunion.

Oh, yeah. Good idea, Victor.

I want to apologize right now for the cold.

I think the weatherman went to Yale.

Ooh.

I know you all remember the cold weather,

but I want you to remember this reunion.

So I picked up a little souvenir

to help remind you of both.

Wool mufflers.

Good idea, yeah. Yes.

Wear 'em with pride.

Well, thank you for joining us here today,

and, uh, we'll see you all at the dinner tomorrow night.

Really nice. Thank you.

Oh. Blue, okay.

Leave it to you, Victor. It's a good idea.

Hey. I'm allergic to wool.

Got any polyester?

Uh, sorry, Gary. Maybe next reunion. Yeah.

It doesn't matter.

Let's... Let's have a group shot of you guys.

Hold it.

Oh. Yeah. Take it.

Uh. Wait a minute.

I gotta change the batteries.

Hold that pose.

Are you kidding?

Gary. We can't stand here grinning all day.

Is this really necessary, Gary?

Of course it is.

Where's your sense of history?

Just be a second.

Gary Springer hasn't changed a bit.

He's still a pest.

That's why he's so suited to his job.

What's his job?

Collections attorney for the IRS.

Oh. Okay. Grin.

Oh. Glad you could come over. Come on in.

Hang your coat up. Make yourself comfortable.

I'll get you a drink.

Must be freezing out there.

I have to admit you were right about the reunion.

Everybody showed up. It was great.

Ugh.

Yes, sir?

George Dutton.

Warren Coates is expecting me.

A good gain of 30.

And New England's on a roll now.

Yep.

Drive right in.

Thank you.

In field goal range with time running out.

I think they're gonna go for the six though...

They come out of the huddle.

Grogan lines up again under center.

Gate.

This is Warren Coates. Call an ambulance.

George Dutton just shot me.

I think I'm dying.

There's not one empty room in the whole hotel?

I know there's a convention.

It's in the next room.

I'll appreciate anything you could do. All right.

Find a room?

What?

George, do you know what time it is?

I'm trying to get some sleep.

There's a party going on next door.

Is this some kind of practical joke?

In jail?

For murdering who?

The prosecution's got a strong case.

They can place you at the scene,

and the guard claims that Warren said you shot him.

Ben, I never even went inside that house.

Police found the murder weapon nearby,

and it's registered in your name.

The gun must've been stolen out of my house.

Whoever framed me didn't miss a trick.

I don't blame you, Ben.

If I were in your shoes, I'd...

I'd turn this case down this second.

I know I couldn't win it.

I didn't say I was gonna turn it down.

This is gonna be tough.

I am innocent, Ben.

I swear it.

But... there's, uh...

There's something else you should know.

I'm the one who kept you out of the law review.

I always wondered who did that.

Why'd you do that?

You were a little older than the rest of us.

Hell, I was a lot older than the rest of you.

I had... I worked for nine years to get up there.

I had to be older than the rest of you.

Ben, you were different from us.

Oh.

Oh.

You're talking about my background.

Yeah.

You know what? That's okay.

I noticed then that everybody was, you know,

pleasant enough, but I just...

Somehow I just never did fit in.

Listen, if we're gonna get you an acquittal,

we're gonna have to dig.

So, uh, who... Who knew you were at Warren's

for a meeting that night?

Amy, my wife...

knew I was going to Warren's to go over some depositions.

And my partners.

Oh, yes, and, uh, Skip Walker.

Skip Walker.

Did he go to school with us?

No, he's a young attorney.

He's almost a partner in the firm.

Oh. Well... hm.

I guess the firm's a good place to start.

Blackballed me, huh?

That's okay.

Yeah, that's all right.

We're behind you all the way on this case.

Anything you want, it's yours.

Well, thanks.

My associates should be here pretty soon.

All I need right now is a desk and a telephone.

You got it. Get me Skip Walker, please.

Okay. Right away.

Make yourself comfortable, Ben.

Oh-ho. Nice.

You like it? Well...

It makes the right impression for prospective clients.

They know what kind of a bill to expect.

You run the marathon, do you?

Yeah. I haven't missed one since I started.

Not one year.

That's why I have to run ten miles every night

just to try to keep in shape.

Ah.

Oh.

There's you and Warren and Grace Coolidge.

Yeah. That was taken, uh,

right after I was drafted.

Two months later, she married Warren.

Now she's gone.

Oh. How did it happen?

Automobile accident.

Oh. Sit down.

Grace had been drinking.

Over the course of the years,

she had turned into an alcoholic.

Did, uh, Warren have a problem with drinking too?

Oh, yes. That's what got her started.

Oh.

Do you hold him responsible?

Yeah. It's no secret.

Of course, he stopped drinking after Grace died,

but he kept going downhill anyway.

He used to be a brilliant litigator.

Brilliant.

Oh, did anyone ask him to resign from the firm?

Yes, I did.

Of course, uh, he declined , and my other partners

wouldn't vote him out, so...

How come?

You'd have to ask them.

Yes? WOMAN: Skip Walker's here.

Send him in.

Ben Matlock, I'd like you to meet Skip Walker,

one of the bright young men in the firm.

Nice to meet you. He'll be available

if you need any help. Okay.

I've put, uh, Mr. Matlock

in Warren Coates' office,

so would you show him the way, please, Skip?

Sure. Thank you.

Thanks, Ross. We'll see you, Ben.

Okay.

Hm.

Warren's office is, uh, right down there at the end.

Okay.

Very nice. Yeah.

Ben? Ben! Ben!

Lucky I ran into you.

Saves me a trip to your hotel.

Oh, G-Gary, w-what are you doing here?

Distributing the pictures I took at the reunion.

Here's your set.

Oh, that's very nice of you.

A photograph is a picture of history.

Oh.

Too bad about Warren.

Yeah.

Oh. By the way, I understand you're defending George.

Do you have any idea who the judge will be?

Not yet.

Well, if it's somebody I know,

maybe he'll let me drop in at the trial

and take a few candid shots.

Oh, hold the elevator!

The bill for the pictures is in the envelope.

Just drop a check in the mail.

What bill? I didn't order these!

Can you beat that? Bill.

I didn't order these.

His office is right down here.

I understand that, uh...

you were almost a partner in the firm.

Almost.

And Warren blocked it.

That's what they say.

Well, maybe with his being gone,

that will clear the way for you.

You're not implying that, uh, I would kill someone

just to be a partner in this firm.

Besides, George killed him. Didn't he?

Oh, Victor. I'm sorry.

I thought this was Warren's office.

Oh. Good morning, Ben.

It is. Or was.

I was looking for some files Warren borrowed from me.

Oh. Did you have any luck?

No. No, his secretary must have them.

So, um, what's your strategy on George?

Gonna try to plea-bargain him?

I don't know.

Do you think he's guilty too?

Oh, Warren and George hated each other.

George had a violent temper.

And the evidence.

Who else could've done it?

I don't know.

Of course, there's different ways of looking at evidence.

The way George sees it, he was framed.

Oh. Oh, wait.

Oh.

Uh, Victor Kendall, these are my associates,

Michelle Thomas and Tyler Hudson.

How do you do?

Very nice to meet you.

Thank you.

Tyler? Nice to meet you.

Well, if, uh...

you'll excuse me, I'll let you all get to work.

Okay, Victor.

Well, where do we start?

Uh, well... we've all got our coats.

Let's go outside.

Wait, Ben, now you know what the temperature was

when we left Atlanta?

Seventy-eight degrees. Tyler.

Yeah, I know. Outside.

Here's what I want you to do.

Ben. Do you know how cold it is?

A lot of blood.

Now, the shot hit an artery. Huh.

I'm Joe Denato, assistant coroner.

Ben Matlock. Attorney for the defense.

Hm-hm-hm.

Hm.

Can I touch the phone?

Sure. It's been dusted.

Works.

Uh, the deceased paid his bills.

Huh.

Has anything been moved in here

since the murder?

Other than the body, nothing.

Huh.

I don't envy you this case.

It's a real loser... Hm.

And it's all yours.

Hello. I'm here to see Mrs. Dutton.

I'm Michelle Thomas. I'm Amy Dutton.

Please, come in. Oh, thank you.

Ooh. Can I take your coat?

No, that's okay. Thank you.

Did, uh, Mr. Matlock say when George will be released?

Well, the arraignment is set for tomorrow.

I'm sure they'll grant bail. Good.

Could I see his gun collection?

Of course.

Here it is.

Ah.

Ooh.

Some of these pistols are very rare. Hm.

Who knew about this collection?

Well, anyone who'd ever been in the room.

George is that proud of it.

What about his law partners?

Well, of course they knew.

George often had business meetings in here.

And I assume this was kept locked?

Yes, but George keeps the key in the cabinet.

Is there anything else you'd like to know?

No. Not a thing.

Uh, how long have you and George been married?

Almost four years.

I met him at the office.

I was his secretary.

Mm. It must've been terrible for you

when the police came to arrest him.

Actually, I wasn't here.

I was at Fanueil Hall.

I attend a lecture series there.

I didn't find out about it until later.

Well... thank you for your help, Amy.

The counterman at Arthur's Coffee Shop

remembers seeing Ross Bailey there.

Said he stopped in at his regular time.

What about Skip?

Oh, his secretary says he was at the movies.

What movie?

La Nuit des Mouettes.

Just tell me if he went to the movies.

All right, the usher and the countergirl

don't remember seeing him there.

Huh.

What about Amy Dutton?

I don't know. I...

I had the feeling someone was with her

in the house when I was there.

She have any kind of alibi?

She says she was at a lecture.

Huh.

What do you mean...

you had the feeling somebody was in the house? Somebody hid?

Well, yeah.

Oh.

Maybe Miss Amy's up to something.

Tyler.

You want me to check her out. Yeah.

Au revoir. Au revoir.

I truly believe my husband didn't kill Warren Coates.

In fact, I'm sure of it.

I agree with you... but somebody did.

And I'd like to take your name

off the list of suspects.

Me?

Oh, I was at a lecture that night.

No, ma'am.

The lecture was cancelled.

But... The heating system went out

in the auditorium, and there was no lecture.

I know about you and Victor Kendall.

Mr. Matlock, my husband is a fine man.

He's a good man. You know him.

He's always been hard to please.

Well, you don't have to give me

an explanation.

I just wanna know where you were at the time of the murder.

I was with Victor.

I, um, couldn't tell anyone.

You understand?

Yes. I understand.

Uh... I'll see myself out.

Oh, Mr. Frazier, you testified Mr. Dutton drove past

the guard gate to Warren Coates' house,

and then he drove out five minutes later.

That's right.

How was he driving? Was it fast?

Slow?

Fast. He was going hell-bent for leather.

As if he were upset?

Frightened? Objection.

Calls for speculation.

Sustained.

Hm.

So Mr. Dutton drives out.

Then what happened?

About a minute or two later,

Mr. Coates called me on the phone and said,

"Call an ambulance. George Dutton just shot me.

I think I'm dying." "George Dutton just shot me."

You're absolutely sure that's exactly what he said?

Yes, sir.

Absolutely.

No further questions.

Cross-examine?

Thank you.

Ah.

I suppose... uh, security gating

wealthy estates is... Is a good idea.

You keep track of who drives in and who drives out,

and therefore, there's no crime.

That's the idea.

Of course, that's not exactly true.

There were two reported break-ins

at Longridge Estates last year, weren't there?

Yes.

And the big wall doesn't go all the way around the grounds.

No. The rear of the development

backs up against some woods.

They left it unwalled for the view.

So... even though the accused

was the only one seen

driving in at that time that night,

someone could have walked in

through the woods.

In fact, Warren Coates' house... The back of it

is right on the woods, isn't it?

Yes.

Hm.

Now, you've testified that, uh,

the night of the murder...

uh, you were watching TV in the guard shack, is that right?

What was on?

Football game.

Patriots versus the Dolphins.

Oh. And was the television on when you got that phone call?

Yes, sir. It was.

Uh-huh.

So, uh... over the noise of the TV,

how can you swear it was Warren Coates' voice you heard?

Uh, what? I missed that.

I'm sorry. Do you have a hearing problem?

My ears are fine.

I know it's hard to admit, but at our age,

that's the kind of thing you have to expect:

a little hearing loss.

You do have a little hearing loss, don't you?

Well, sometimes.

And you have been to an audiologist. A Dr. Royce?

Yes.

You don't always hear

unless you're looking right at a person, do you?

I don't want one of those things stuck in my ear.

Doctor says it would help.

Well, I can tell you one thing.

If you had one of those things

stuck in your ear, we could be a lot more certain

it was Warren Coates' voice you heard

on the other end of that phone that night.

Objection. Argumentative.

Withdraw the question.

That's blood, isn't it?

Yes.

Now... why is there so much of it?

Well, the bullet severed a major artery.

He bled profusely.

So... Mr. Coates must've started bleeding immediately

after he was shot, right?

Yes.

Now, we've been told that after he was shot...

he went to the telephone

and called the guard at the gate.

Now, the telephone is over here.

But you didn't find any blood there, right?

No.

And no blood by any of the extensions?

That's true.

You checked them all? Yes.

No blood? No, sir.

You still believe that Mr. Coates called

the guard at the gate from the phone after he was shot?

Objection.

Withdraw the question. Nothing further.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

What are you doing?

Ah. Victor Kendall was looking for something

in this office, and I just wonder if he found it.

Mm.

What is it?

Well, this drawer... won't open

as far as the rest of 'em.

They...

Oh, there's got to be some way to get in there

without using a crowbar.

I'll bet you...

Secret place.

"The Atkinson Trust." What's that?

I don't know.

Blackmail.

Mr. Coates was blackmailing somebody.

Excuse me.

Ah. Excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but I have to ask you

a couple of questions.

Is that what you were looking for in Warren's office?

Yes.

May I have them?

He was blackmailing you, wasn't he?

Yes.

Ben, please.

Where were you at the time of the murder?

Were you with her?

Ben, you've got to let me have those.

I'm not finished with them.

Sure I can't get you something?

Oh, no. Thanks. I'm good.

Uh... Uh... Mrs. Dutton.

Please, Mr. Matlock. Call me Amy.

Amy. Okay.

Uh, I know you were not with Victor Kendall

the night of the murder.

What are you talking about?

Because he was with her.

Oh, my God.

Warren was, uh,

blackmailing Victor, wasn't he?

Yes.

And Victor led you to believe it was because of you.

I'm such a fool.

How could I get involved with such a man?

Oh, where were you at the time of the murder?

I was at our house at the Cape.

Anybody see you there?

No.

Victor stood me up.

But I didn't do it, I swear.

I didn't kill Warren.

Oh, I believe you.

I had to ask so...

Do you have to tell George about Victor?

Oh, no.

I don't think, uh... I don't think your affair

has any bearing on the case.

I think I know who did kill Warren.

You know?

Yeah. Yeah.

But I'm daggone if I know how I'm gonna prove it.

Hi. Hi.

How's it going?

Well, slow. Mm.

These calls came in while we were out.

Gary Springer.

Who's Gary Springer?

Oh, he's a guy.

He's a nerd.

He took some pictures at our reunion and gave me a set.

Well, that was nice of him.

It came with a bill.

Gary Springer.

I'll hold.

They're awful too.

Oh, they're not so bad.

It's the principle of the thing.

You don't charge people for something they don't order.

They're not very good, are they?

No. They're out of focus. Too dark, too light.

Well, this one's nice.

Well... Yeah, you look great in this one.

Hm... Now, that would be a nice memento.

Well... It's cute, actually. Heh-heh.

All of you there, nice big smiles.

Well, I'll be damned.

What?

I'm not sure.

I'll just be damned.

I'm going over to Warren's house.

You talk to Gary Springer.

What should I tell him?

Tell him the check's in the mail.

♪ Hail to Harvard Dear old Harvard ♪

♪ Sacred are thy walls ♪

I gotcha.

You had known Warren Coates

for more than 30 years, hadn't you, Mr. Bailey?

Yes, I had.

You went through college with him,

through Harvard Law School with him,

and then later went in business together.

Yes, that's right.

And his death marked a very sad ending

to our law school reunion, didn't it?

Yes, it did.

Yeah.

You know, the interesting thing about, uh, reunions...

is you get a chance to see how people have changed

over the years.

Y-you and Warren in law school were best friends.

But that... That friendship deteriorated

over the years, didn't it?

Yes, uh... But it wasn't only with me.

Warren alienated a lot of old friends.

Heh-heh. Particularly his law partners.

Uh, Warren's work hadn't been up to snuff

for a very long time, that right?

Yes, that's true.

Well, as senior partner,

why didn't you push for him to retire?

Well, you just don't dump someone after all those years.

Yeah. Yeah.

Your loyalty to Warren is... Is admirable.

But particularly when you consider that he...

He married a girl

that you were once in love with.

Ha-ha. That was many years ago.

Yeah, yeah. But it must have been painful to...

To see the way he neglected her,

and to see the way she responded to that neglect

by turning to alcohol.

Yes. It was painful.

Maybe that's one of the reasons you kept Warren on

all those years, was for his wife.

Objection, Your Honor.

This line of questioning is irrelevant.

Your Honor, I will show relevancy

if you will bear with me.

You may continue, Mr. Matlock.

You didn't, uh, keep Warren on all those years

out of loyalty or out of concern for his wife.

He was blackmailing Victor Kendall

and he was blackmailing you, wasn't he?

Ha. That's absurd. Ha.

Is it?

Have you ever heard of the Atkinson Trust?

Yes, of course. It's an estate handled by our firm.

And you're one of the trustees?

Yes.

Did you know that Warren kept...

a special Atkinson Trust file hidden in his office?

I wouldn't know.

And in that file was an accounting of that trust

done by a certified public accountant that showed...

shall we say, certain creative accounting practices.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You had embezzled from that account, hadn't you?

And Warren found out about it and was blackmailing you

to force you to keep him in the firm.

That is entirely false.

That's why you killed him.

And that's why you framed his murder on George Dutton.

Your Honor, this is pure speculation.

I did not kill Warren Coates!

Your Honor, I don't speculate on matters of this importance.

Go ahead, Mr. Matlock.

Now, the way I see it, this is the way it happened.

You drove your car and parked it in the vicinity

of the community where Warren lived, because you knew

the guards only checked the cars

that drove through the gate.

So you walked in...

through the woods in back of Warren's house.

You went in

and shot him with a pistol you took

from George's gun collection.

That is absurd.

Then you got rid of the pistol in a nearby Dumpster,

knowing the police would find it,

and waited for George to come for his appointment.

When he knocked on the door, nobody came.

He left.

You went back in, picked up the phone...

called the guard, pretended to be Warren,

said George had committed the murder,

with Warren's dying breath.

You're forgetting the fact that I was jogging

at the time of the murder.

And I even stopped at Arthur's at my regular time.

How about this? How about this?

After you shot Warren, got rid of the gun,

made the call, you drove to your house,

put on your jogging outfit, then drove to the coffee shop

so it appeared you had been jogging.

No, I'm sorry, but I went

directly home after the reunion.

I never saw Warren Coates alive again.

Directly home.

Directly. That's what I said.

Okay. All right.

Now... what color...?

What color would you say this... This muffler is?

What? Blue?

Fine.

Great.

Could I borrow your muffler?

Be my guest.

Okay.

There you go. Thanks. Thank you.

Is this your muffler?

You know it is.

It was given you as a souvenir

at our law school reunion.

Yes. Okay.

Now, tell us... Tell us...

Tell us what the color...

is of this muffler,

and what's the color of this muffler.

I am not sure. How come?

Because I'm colorblind.

A slight flaw, Your Honor.

Yeah, that slight flaw became a fatal flaw.

You set out to commit the perfect murder.

And as a lawyer you should have, but you didn't.

I-I-I don't understand.

Oh, it's really quite simple.

It's... It's quite simple.

Eh... You went up to Warren's house.

Knocked. He let you in.

He said... Oh, who knows what he...

He said, "Take off your coat, have a drink."

Anyway, in your nervousness, you took off your coat

and green muffler and hung them on the rack

by Warren's coat and red muffler.

Then you shot him.

And in your haste to get rid of the gun...

you picked up Warren's red muffler by mistake.

Only you didn't know it 'cause you're colorblind.

Oh, that's ridiculous. I...

I never had a green muffler.

Yes, you did. No, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

This... is a photograph.

This is a photograph that was taken...

at our law school reunion

just after these mufflers were handed out.

That's Warren.

That's the deceased, wearing a red muffler.

You are wearing a green muffler.

You can't tell that. But he's wearing a green muffler.

Now... if you drove home directly

after the reunion, as you say,

the only time these mufflers

could've gotten mixed up...

was at Warren's house

after you murdered him.

You did murder him, didn't you?

We find the defendant, George Dutton, not guilty.

Thank you.

This court stands adjourned.

George. Ben.

Thank you, George.

Thank you... for everything. Yeah.

Well... what say we take a little tour of Boston.

Ben, it's 27 degrees out there.

We can start at Harvard Yard, and then head down

to the Old North Church where they hung out

the lanterns to Paul Revere.

I want to go home.

We can't leave Boston

without one lobster dinner.

I can.

There's a flight at 4:20. Let's catch it.

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