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To you, Allison.

Thank you.

I picked a great weekend

for a coming out party, didn't I?

Mm. I've lived here

my whole life. I've never seen a storm like this.

We've never had anything like this.

Supposed to be the worst series

of storms in the last 100 years.

Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

Oh.

It's cold.

You all right, Allison?

Uh, I'm fine, thanks.

Can I get you anything?

No. Go and sit down.

Listen, I know you're all too polite to mention it,

but I'm not ashamed of the fact

that I've been in a sanitarium.

And at least not embarrassed in front of you.

And this time I'm home for good.

And you're doing just fine.

Thanks to you, Dr. Linder.

We all care about you, Allison.

And I'm grateful for all you've done.

You've taken such good care of everything.

And I don't mean just the way you've run the house.

You've been like family to me.

And Uncle Bob,

I don't know what I would have done without you.

I'll always be there for you.

You know that.

Hello.

Well. It's about time.

Well... made it, finally.

Oh. Sorry I'm late.

Damn roads were flooded.

We were getting concerned about you.

Yes. I'm sure.

It's lucky I got here.

The state police said they were gonna close the highway

after they let me through.

Oh, Lordy. You mean we're gonna have to spend the night here?

Oh, I'm sure we can make everyone very comfortable.

Well, that's good.

I had thought that we would go over the estate matters tonight,

but in view of the circumstances,

I think it can wait until morning.

That is, if all of you can wait.

Uh, I don't understand.

Allison, in anticipation of your 21st birthday,

I have been doing an extensive evaluation of the estate.

I'm going to step down as trustee.

You're going to be in charge.

I think you should have a full understanding

of just how things work around here.

I'm ready for my dinner now.

Mm.

Now, don't let me interrupt your fun.

Allison?

Allison.

Allison.

Is anybody there?

Mr. Matlock.

Yeah?

Boy. This is some place.

I've heard of this place.

Of course, everybody has.

Well... Yes, sir.

Ah. Now, sir.

Now, about Allison. Yes?

Oh. Would you like one of these?

I don't smoke.

Understood.

Now, about your niece?

Allison isn't really my niece.

But I have been her "Uncle Bob" ever since she was a baby.

See, her father and I were in business together,

until he and his wife were killed.

You may remember. They surprised a burglar in the act.

Oh, they got the guy, didn't they?

Yes, they did, but unfortunately,

Allison was the one who discovered the bodies.

And I'm afraid she's had to spend

a great deal of time here ever since.

Was coming back to the sanitarium

a condition of her bail?

No. No, no. The judge released her into my custody.

But Allison and I both felt that she'd be better off here.

She's very confused.

Mr. Matlock...

she had no reason to kill Marsha Gold.

She obviously didn't know what she was doing.

Not guilty by reason of insanity?

And I want you to understand that money is not an issue here.

As you know, Allison is an extremely

wealthy young woman.

Um... Allison?

Uh... I'm, uh, Ben Matlock.

I know.

My Uncle Bob told me about you.

Um... may I sit down?

Well, um... Mm.

Um... why don't we start...

with your telling me

everything you remember about, um...

that night.

I understand you were having a dinner party.

It was sort of a coming out.

Dr. Linder arranged it.

Oh, yeah?

Anything... unusual happen at dinner?

Well, the lights kept going on and off because of the storm,

and... then the power finally went out.

And the roads were flooded,

so everyone spent the night.

And then I had the dream.

The dream?

It's always the same.

I go into the library, and I... I find my mother.

Dead.

Oh, I see.

So the other night I woke up, and it...

Tsk.

It was like it was happening all over again.

And then I heard it again.

Um...

Heard what?

My name.

Somebody was calling my name.

Who?

I don't know.

What'd you do?

I-I followed it...

into the library... the voice

and that's... That's when I saw...

What did you see?

My mother.

I-I know it's impossible.

I know she's dead. But that's what I saw.

Well...

if the power was off, it must have been...

very dark.

What made you so sure

it was your mother you saw?

Because I saw the cigarette holder that she always used,

and the emerald necklace that she loved to wear.

What happened to those things after your mother was...?

After she died?

Well, I... I keep the necklace in my safe,

and... the cigarette holder

in my room in a jewelry box in my dresser.

I-I just do.

Oh, I-I... I can understand that.

What about the letter opener?

It... It's always on the desk in the library.

You remember picking it up?

No.

You certain?

Yes.

Allison... do you remember...

stabbing Marsha Gold?

I... I don't know.

I-I just don't know.

Uh, there's no one at your reception desk here.

Down at the courthouse.

Hi, how are you.

I'm, uh, Warren Kreitzer from New York.

We... We spoke on the phone, right?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

You talked so fast I couldn't

quite make out what you were saying.

Ha-ha. Well, our firm, Stevens, Douglas and Jay,

handles Allison Tate's trust.

And with what's happened, Mr. Douglas felt

that we should have someone on the scene.

Ah.

Now, I realize it's not necessary

with you handling things,

but Mr. Douglas is a stickler for detail, you know?

Oh. Ha-ha.

I was wondering, um, how you gonna plead Allison?

I don't know.

I was afraid you might consider pleading her not guilty

by reason of insanity.

Oh. That's a bad idea?

Yeah. Yes. Yes, it is.

Why?

Well, I've been down here on and off on estate business,

and I've gotten to know her a little.

I think she's fragile, yeah,

but I don't think she's... unbalanced.

You a psychiatrist?

N... No.

But I notice things, you know?

For example, if I came into the office of a leading

defense attorney and found him shining his shoes,

I wouldn't necessarily think he was compulsive.

What would you think?

Uh, maybe it's tough to get a good shoeshine in Atlanta.

I don't know.

Well, you'd be wrong.

It's not tough.

And I am compulsive.

I like to shine my shoes.

I... I shine them all the time.

Oh. Well, okay.

Well, heh-heh. I guess I was wrong about your shoes.

They look fantastic, by the way.

Oh. Thank you. Very nice.

Well, Mr. Kreatzer... That's "Kreitzer."

Yeah, Kreitzer.

If I ever need expert testimony,

I'll keep you in mind.

Heh. You wouldn't be going out to the Tate place, would you?

Yeah.

You mind if I come along?

I'd like to, you know, look the place over.

You got a car?

Heh-heh. Do I ever.

Rental.

You can drive.

It was Mrs. Tate's favorite piece.

Well, I can see why.

It's a real beauty.

May I, uh...

Thanks.

Huh? Huh?

Yeah. You know, uh, according to

the police report, there were three people

in the house on the night of the murder,

a-apart from Allison and Marsha Gold.

W-when did you see the police report?

I stopped by the station on my way to your office.

Oh. Did...?

Do you want to hear the rest of it?

Okay.

That leaves us three suspects.

Uncle Bob, Doctor Linder and Mrs. Johnson.

You want to hear a motive?

Okay.

I think Mrs. Johnson's been stealing from the estate.

That emerald necklace. It was... Fake.

Oh, you... You spotted that too, huh?

Yeah.

My uncle's a jeweler. Jeweler?

Um...

What?

Tell me about Uncle Bob.

Marsha Gold was doing an audit of the estate.

Bob Ranier is the investment counselor, right?

Maybe he's, you know, getting creative.

Oh. Yeah.

Dr. Linder?

I don't think we can rule him out.

Where to?

Sanitarium? Okay.

Uh, this is some place you've got here, Dr. Linder.

Thank you. We're very proud of it.

I understand that this is bigger than your first hospital.

Well, we outgrew our previous facility.

Oh, I'd say.

What is this, 15, 20 acres?

Mm, about. Oh-ho.

Some of the most exclusive

residential property in Atlanta,

no wonder you have to charge your patients.

We haven't had any complaints.

Our clientele is very... comfortable.

Yeah, and I bet Allison Tate

is one of the most comfortable patients you've got.

I really wouldn't know.

You know, the talk around town

is that, uh, right after she became

your patient, you were able to...

break ground on it.

I fail to see what one has to do with the other.

I-I-I-I'm just... I'm just trying to put this together.

I'm not saying there's a connection.

But it does seem interesting

that right after one of the richest people

in the state became your patient,

you were able to build this sanitarium.

Well, this place has been a dream of mine

for years, Mr. Matlock.

Well... that's good.

Uh, that's, uh, Allison's bungalow over there?

Uh, right over there, sir. Mm-hm.

I'll tell you one thing.

If I ever lose it, this is the place.

If I can get a deal.

Warren, I'm just so scared.

Oh. Allison, Ben Matlock is very good.

Really. You couldn't be in better hands.

Unless, of course, they were mine.

Thanks.

It's real nice you came down.

I really appreciate it.

Oh. Oh, that's right.

You know each other.

I was just telling Allison

how lucky she is to have you representing her.

Oh?

Hang in there, kid. Okay?

Okay. I'll see you later.

Bye.

Allison.

Are you sure...

the cigarette holder was in the jewelry box?

It... It was there that afternoon.

It wasn't there this morning.

I... I don't understand.

I think Marsha Gold was already dead...

before you got to the library.

Somebody used the necklace

and cigarette holder as props.

Was in a hurry to get the necklace

back into the safe, put this in there with it.

Somebody else killed her?

Yeah.

Somebody else killed her.

Mr. Matlock.

Allison needs her rest.

Oh.

I'll go now.

Thank you.

Yep. Talk to you later.

I'm sorry, but we pride ourselves on our discretion.

I'm sure you understand.

Of course. Heh-heh. Of course.

And I'd never ask you to compromise your position,

Mrs... "Walters."

Oh. Nancy.

And it's "miss."

Nancy.

That's very nice. But you see, Nancy, uh,

I'm working with Ben Matlock. We're defending Allison Tate.

Allison? Oh, that poor girl.

So if there's anything at all you could tell me...

May I help you? Not at all.

Thanks. I'll try that restaurant.

Thank you. Nancy.

Have a nice day.

Hm. What you been doing?

Well, it occurred to me it takes major bucks

to fund a setup like this.

And having someone like Allison Tate

in and out of this place on a regular basis,

it's almost like having an annuity. Oh.

I'd like to figure a way to get a look at his books,

you know what I mean?

Hey, Warren?

I appreciate that you think Allison's innocent.

I do too.

You do?

Yeah.

Well... that's good news.

Right?

Now we're cooking with gas.

Hi, can I help you?

Who are you?

You must be Tyler Hudson.

You don't know how much I looked forward to meeting you.

And why is that, Mr... Warren Kreitzer.

I'm down from New York helping Ben out on the Tate case.

Oh, really?

Yeah, our firm handles the Tate trust.

You know what? The way I hear it,

you're a big part of the reason for Ben Matlock's success.

Ah, I... I wouldn't say all that.

Come on, let's face it, Tyler...

I can call you Tyler, can't I? Yeah.

Well, you and I both know that in criminal law,

a good investigator can be a lawyer's

most valuable asset.

Well, I like to feel like I do my bit.

"My bit." What, are you kidding me?

What about the... The Beckerman case?

Yeah, the Beckerman case.

They never could have gotten an acquittal without the work

you did on that. That was a tough one.

Yeah.

Speaking of tough ones,

this, uh... This Tate case is a real problem.

Can I buy you a cup of coffee?

I'd like to talk to you about a couple things.

Hey. What exactly are we looking for?

Don't worry about it, man.

All you gotta... Gotta do is get me inside.

I can take it from there.

I don't know where you went to school.

Okay, here. Hold this.

I'm sure breaking and entering wasn't part of the curriculum.

All right, here we go.

Yeah.

Bingo.

Whoa.

Great work, Tyler. Thanks.

Are you absolutely sure about this?

Go on, go on. Beat it. Be... Before we both get caught, okay?

All right. You're on your own.

Hi. Heh.

Hi.

About last night, I just... Now, listen!

When you broke into that sanitarium,

you were representing this office and me.

You can be disbarred.

Now, I don't give a merry damn about that.

But you might have fatally compromised Allison Tate's case

and what I'm trying to do here.

And I do give a merry damn about that.

Are they gonna prosecute...? I don't know.

I talked my head off to Dr. Linder.

I hope not. For me, not for you.

Well, I appreciate what you...

Now, I've called Stevens, Douglas and Jay.

They didn't send you down here to troubleshoot

the Allison Tate murder case.

You're supposed to be on vacation somewhere.

Why don't you just go there?

Look, I know I screwed up, and I'm sorry,

but I... I wasn't doing it just to be cute.

I've known Allison for almost two years, and although

I've never been in a position to prove it,

I always thought that these people around her

were exploiting her.

You and I know that Mrs. Johnson was doing it.

And I think I can show you that Dr. Linder

and good old Uncle Bob had something going.

Here's my report on what I read in Dr. Linder's office.

Aren't you gonna look at it?

How about now? I mean...

I'll handle it from here.

No appeal, huh?

Okay.

Well, it's been... brief.

I'm sorry I caused you any problems.

Oh, well. Mr. Matlock.

Would you care for anything?

Oh. No, thank you.

Hm.

This rain. It sure is something, isn't it?

Yeah.

You said that you had, um...

something important that you wanted to tell me.

Something that will help Allison's case.

Well, it might.

It's about Dr. Linder's sanitarium.

Is something wrong?

I don't know.

Uh, does it strike you as curious

that the sanitarium happened...

uh, just after Allison started seeing Dr. Linder?

No, not especially.

Y-you've invested some of her money

in the sanitarium, haven't you?

Heh. Who have you been talking to? Didn't you?

It's a good investment.

Well, I guess.

Considering what he charges.

Yeah, wait, wait, wait. Uh...

Do you feel that there's some sort

of impropriety here?

Well... it's the kind of...

coincidence that bothers me.

Did I tell you I'm gonna plead her not guilty?

No.

I don't think she killed anybody.

All packed?

Hey.

Hey. What's wrong?

I don't know if I should go.

Allison... you can't hide here forever.

Uh, suppose this is where I belong.

I-I... I don't wanna hear that.

I... I don't even want you to think it.

Warren, I don't know what do think anymore.

Sooner or later you're gonna have to leave here...

because there's nothing really wrong with you.

Allison, I know you're scared.

We're all scared sometimes.

Even someone as incredibly brave as myself. I...

I was scared once.

Only once?

Well... maybe twice. I...

Oh, I don't know Warren. I just want this all to go away.

Well, I'm...

I'm afraid that's not the way it works, kiddo.

You know? But till it does... I'll be here.

Thanks.

Shall we dance?

Yeah.

Let's go.

I got it.

Allison.

Allison.

No.

I can't.

You have to.

You do.

It's the only way to find out what happened that night.

Please, what...? What did you do next?

I started down the stairs.

Okay.

Let's go.

Everything's gonna be just fine, okay?

We'll just take it easy. Can you do this?

You all right?

Come on. Let's get this done. All right?

Warren, do we have to do this?

Yes. Yes. I think so.

I think it's important, don't you?

Allison. Are you all right?

We were so worried about you.

I'm fine, really.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Who gave you the right to take Allison out of the sanitarium?

She did. Allison.

I don't believe it. Get out of here.

Just get out of here.

You have no right to be here.

Allison. Allison, listen to me.

All of these people wanna keep you institutionalized.

Mrs. Johnson, Dr. Linder and your Uncle Bob.

It's all very clear, Allison.

They're after your money.

Don't you realize the harm you're doing her.

Please, stop it!

One of you met with Marsha Gold

in the library that night.

She confronted you with what she knew, and you killed her.

And then you tried to frame Allison.

Please, stop it.

No.

Allison, you... You can't possibly believe him.

I do believe him.

Wh...? Allison.

Well...

Good evening.

Good evening.

You don't give up, do you?

Well, folks, uh,

my client, my associate and I

have some things we need to discuss.

So if you'll excuse us,

we'll see all of you in court tomorrow.

Okay. Okay, let's... Let's... Let's go ahead.

You were retracing your steps, Allison.

Let's... Let's go ahead.

Yeah. Yeah, Allison.

You're here.

You made it this far, right?

Come on. I know you can do it.

How about it?

I'll... I'll try.

Okay.

All right.

Now, just try and visualize

the room exactly the way it was that night.

All right?

Now, is...?

Is that about where you stopped

when you came in?

A little further, I think.

Okay.

What did you see?

Nothing at first.

It was too dark.

Oh.

It was raining hard, like it is now.

Then I started to move forward.

And...

I can't.

I can't.

No.

What did you see in the mirror?

You don't remember.

It was too painful.

It was your Uncle Bob, wasn't it?

Now... Mr. Ranier.

How long have you known...

Allison Tate, the defendant?

Since she was a little girl.

Her father, David, and I were business partners.

And you have invested

uh, large amounts of her...

considerable fortune for her, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

I'm the investment counselor for the estate.

Oh. Yep.

Now... Now, when... When, uh,

Allison turned 21 a few months ago,

she was supposed to take over control of her...

Her own inheritance, wasn't she?

Yes.

And that could mean replacing you as investment counselor.

Yes.

If she were not institutionalized

and were of, uh, sound mind,

she could, uh, call for auditors and accountants, couldn't she?

Objection. Relevance, Your Honor.

Uh... my client's mental state

is crucial to our defense, Your Honor.

Overruled.

Answer the question.

The answer is yes. Yeah. Yes.

All right, now, Allison is... 21...

uh, but she has been incapacitated.

And... we know that she was in a mental institution.

So your control was reactivated, wasn't it?

It's true. That's how her father set up the estate.

Because he trusted his business associate

to look after his daughter.

That's right.

And Allison has needed help, hasn't she?

Unfortunately.

But in every case, I've seen to it that she's had

the very, very best of care.

At her own expense.

At Linder Sanitarium.

Well... her father's will stipulates

that the payment for it comes out of her inheritance.

Yeah. Yeah.

Now, also you have invested...

uh, large amounts of her inheritance

in Linder Sanitarium.

That right? Indeed, I have.

And the return for that investment was that Dr. Linder

agreed...

to unnecessarily institutionalize her?

- How dare you? - Objection.

Argumentative.

Speculative, Your Honor.

Withdraw the question.

Withdraw it.

Mr. Ranier...

I'll bet if a thorough accounting...

of Allison's inheritance were called,

it would show that you've been dipping into it

for your own profit for a long time.

And that's why you wanted to keep her institutionalized.

Your Honor.

Your Honor. May I go ahead with this, please?

Do you have anywhere to go?

Oh, you betcha. Yes, ma'am.

Overruled.

Proceed.

Thank you.

Marsha Gold found out about it, didn't she?

She discovered that you were using Allison's money

for your own gain.

It's nonsense.

I would like...

I'd like to submit as the Defense Exhibit G,

this study of Allison Tate's estate,

prepared by the accountant firm of, uh, Longstreet and Bond.

Allison didn't call for an accounting.

Somebody else did.

And here in the conclusion,

it states, and I quote:

"There is a pattern of misappropriation of funds

"by the investment counselor, Robert Ranier,

"whereby Mr. Ranier used Allison Tate's money

for his own personal gain." End quote.

Isn't that why you killed Marsha Gold

and framed Allison for the murder? What?

Your Honor, objection.

May I please go ahead with this?

Are you sure you can get somewhere...?

I'll give you $50 if I'm wrong.

I'll cite you.

I'm sorry. I'm sure.

Very well. Go ahead.

Thank you.

This accounting, which I quoted,

was received by Marsha Gold

the day she died.

You killed her, and I can prove it.

That's absolutely absurd!

I have a witness.

Allison Tate.

Mr. Matlock, why are you doing this to me?

For years, Allison has been imagining all sorts of things.

That's why she was... Was put away?

No, no, no.

But obviously this is just another one of her delusions.

Oh, no. No-no-no.

No.

Here's the way it happened.

Allison... was asleep...

in her room that night.

She heard a voice calling her name.

A whispery voice.

In the middle of the night.

Calling her downstairs.

Now, down in the library...

Marsha Gold was already dead.

Propped up in a chair.

Wearing the necklace Allison's mother always wore.

Holding the cigarette holder Allison's mother always held.

And when Allison...

already extremely vulnerable,

walked into that library

and saw what she thought

was her dead mother sitting in a chair...

she fainted.

You stepped out of the shadows,

wiped your fingerprints off the letter opener

you had used to kill Marsha,

and then placed it in Allison's hand.

Then you removed the necklace

and cigarette holder from Marsha's body.

Doesn't prove anything, does it?

No.

The necklace.

Now, we know the real necklace is gone.

This one...

is a fake.

But it was kept in the safe in Allison's room.

The cigarette holder is kept

in Allison's jewelry box, in her drawer.

After the event with Allison and Marsha...

you put the necklace back in the safe.

And mistake.

Tsk. You put this in there with it.

I saw it there.

That doesn't prove anything, does it?

No.

How about this?

This is the butt...

of one of those rare, expensive cigars

that you smoke.

I bet you don't remember...

throwing it in a fireplace a few feet

from Marsha Gold's body.

But that's where it was found.

By the police. And it's yours.

The tobacco is the same...

as one of your fresh ones.

And no one besides Allison, Marsha Gold,

and whoever smoked this cigar,

went in the library afterwards.

Allison did see your reflection in the mirror...

in the library that night...

when the lightning flashed.

And this proves it.

Don't you sometimes wish you didn't smoke?

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

have you reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant, Allison Tate, not guilty.

Oh, thank you so much.

Oh, God.

Thank you so much.

Warren? Warren.

Warren.

Well, weren't you gonna say goodbye?

Ah. I hate saying goodbye. All right?

I do it so badly. I...

Then will you call?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll do that.

Thanks for everything.

Bye-bye. Take it easy.

How about a hot dog?

I accept. For old times' sake.

All right.

We, uh... We didn't do too badly together.

You ever think of relocating up north?

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