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Laura, do you think I like working late?

Stop lying to me, David!

It's that blonde!

Stop lying to me!

You're seeing her again!

I told you and I've told you it's over!

You're going to see her tonight.

Laura, I'm ending this conversation right now!

Excuse me, but Mr. Freemont's meeting's just ending.

If you want to catch him, it's a good time.

I didn't want to bother you.

But when this came up on the computer,

I thought I should mention it.

No, no, you did the right thing.

This is very distressing.

Have you, uh...

mentioned this to anyone else?

Do you want me to?

Not till we sort it out.

If your computer comes up with anything else,

just bring it to me.

What was that about?

Oh, nothing.

A very old, very valued customer...

with a very large overdraft.

Well, this valued customer

certainly doesn't have that problem.

The man who just came in here...

where did he go?

Sorry, ma'am... I can't tell you that.

Where is he?

He went up to the penthouse.

You'll need my key for the elevator.

What are you doing? I'm reaching

for the key.

Hurry up.

Easy, lady, easy.

This couldn't wait.

I had to see you.

Penthouse.

David.

Hey, Julie.

Hi... hi, Gus.

New suit.

Do you like it? Ooh, yeah.

You don't think it's too...

No, it's right on the money.

Thank you. Yeah.

I understand you've taken on Laura McCord.

Yeah.

Interesting how she pointed a gun

at a security guard, and then, uh,

turned up next to the body of her dead husband

with the gun in her hand.

She's admitted to all that.

Then, how can you

possibly think she's innocent?

There was a witness, a woman.

If I can find that witness...

Have you read the residue report?

Well, sure.

I don't guess you would spring for a bottle of pop.

Sure.

What do you want?

Grape.

Grape. Orange.

Orange. Fine.

Orange.

Thanks. Thank you.

The residue report shows she had powder

all over her hand,

so she obviously fired the gun

and killed her husband.

Well, there were two shots several seconds apart.

She shot him twice.

That doesn't make any sense.

The coroner's report said that each shot was fatal.

Why shoot him twice?

Doesn't stand to reason.

Oh, come on, we're not talking about reason.

We're not? No.

We're talking...

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."

Oh.

Who doesn't know that?

Laura McCord is jealous, excitable,

high-strung, and she can hold a grudge,

but she did not kill her husband.

Somebody besides David McCord and the witness

was in that apartment when Laura arrived.

That person killed David McCord.

And when Laura collapsed, he put the gun

in her hand, fired a second shot.

That is some incredible story.

It is, isn't it?

Yeah.

Well, I don't buy it.

Enjoy your lunch.

Oh, I've been trying to.

Oh.

That is a nice suit.

And you are the security guard

at the Carlisle Arms?

For seven years now, yes.

Were you working the night of David McCord's murder?

I was.

Did anything unusual happen that night?

Yes.

A woman came in waving a gun

and demanding to know where Mr. McCord was.

What did you do?

She had a gun on me.

I used my key to let her upstairs.

And then what did you do?

I called the police.

And when the police arrived, I went outside to meet them.

Uh... we heard a gunshot.

Then, we went up to the penthouse.

And what did you find in that penthouse?

The dead man.

And next to him was the woman from the lobby...

with the gun in her hand.

Can you identify that woman?

Yes, I can.

Is she here in the courtroom?

She is.

Would you point her out to us?

Your Honor!

Your Honor, I want to testify.

That's the woman I caught with David.

His mistress.

I was there.

I saw the murder.

I want to testify.

Order in the court.

Counsel, please approach the bench.

Uh... What do you think?

I don't know.

Your Honor, the people would like a recess

so I can interview this woman.

Your Honor, if justice

is what we're looking for,

this woman is an eyewitness.

Why don't we put her on the stand

and hear her story?

Miss March?

Just so I understand, you want to waive

any defense right to a continuance

and just put this woman on the stand?

Yeah.

Why not?

I'll give you a few minutes to prepare.

Thank you, Your Honor.

That woman saw everything, and she's

willing to testify.

Now, let's hear what she has to say.

Mr. Matlock, Miss March, may we proceed?

- Yes, Your Honor. - Yes, Your Honor.

Bailiff, bring the witness in.

Well, bring her in.

Uh, Your Honor, she's disappeared.

Julie! Oh.

Ben, you scared me half to death.

What are you doing here?

Same as you, I guess.

Looking for evidence.

Are you all right?

In a minute.

Court order sealed that elevator.

I had to walk all the way up five or six floors.

Seven, actually.

Ooh.

What do you suppose a... apartment like this costs?

A lot.

Ben, your jacket.

Oh... paint.

Paint on my jacket.

Julie March.

Yes.

Where?

What time was that?

Uh, well, I think

we're going to need more than that,

but, uh, would you keep me informed?

Thanks.

Anything?

Uh, I don't know.

The police found a cab driver

who may or may not have picked her up.

Where did he take her?

The bus station.

No, not our witness.

I don't think the bus station. Uh-uh, I doubt it.

Uh, why do you think a...

woman like... like that

would have, uh, hiking boots

with, uh, mud all over them?

Well, maybe... she likes to hike.

I mean, even a woman like that

can't spend all of her time... like that.

Ah.

Well... my turn to buy lunch.

Oh... another time.

Well... okay.

Busy.

Okay, yeah, oh, yeah.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Well,

after we left that woman's apartment,

I got to thinking about the red clay

you found on her shoes.

I got to wondering why a woman with an expensive car

like that in the garage would take a taxi.

And I talked to that taxi driver,

and he told me that the woman he picked up spoke with a...

Slight hill accent.

And he brought her to the bus station.

And court reconvenes in 48 hours,

so I have 48 hours to find that witness.

Hi.

By any chance, do you recall

a young woman, early 20s, very pretty,

who might have bought a ticket, oh, say,

in the last couple of hours to somewhere in the hills?

No.

Let's put it this way.

Where in the hills would a person go

if a person went to the hills?

I don't know.

Gunther's Creek.

That's where the mud came from that was on her boots

and that's where she is.

You did sell a ticket to a pretty girl

to Gunther's Creek, didn't you?

Yeah.

I would like a window seat, please.

I'll drive you. What?

We might get lucky.

We might find the witness before court reconvenes.

Mrs. Morris, your husband is

waiting at Arrival Gate 50.

Right over here.

We should do this more often.

Chase a witness back up in the hills?

No.

No, I mean, get out of our offices.

Yeah. You know, take the time

to stop and smell the flowers.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, Ben, I'll get that paint out for you.

Just give me your jacket when we get back.

Oh, I can't give you my clothes to clean.

You don't take in laundry.

Why not? It's just a jacket.

That's too much trouble.

Oh, not as much trouble

as driving me all the way to Gunther's Creek.

Well, actually, I'm...

I'm doing that more for myself.

See, when we find that witness,

she'll identify David McCord's killer.

Right. Laura McCord.

Or you mean who framed Laura McCord.

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I'm going to stop and talk

to these boys for awhile.

I'll see what I can find out in the store.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey!

Good pickin', good pickin'.

Good pickin'. Boy!

Sure gets hot up here in Georgia

this time of year, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does. It gets hot.

Yup, yup, yup.

That's a nice guitar.

I used to, I used to do a little pickin'.

I used to pick all the time.

I used... I used to pick with St. Clair Bass Night.

I guess you remember St. Clair Bass Night?

Went barefooted all the time.

Said shoes bothered his feet.

Yeah. Well, he was... He was a great picker.

Great picker.

Oh!

♪ Well... ♪

♪ Honey, let me be your salty dog ♪

♪ Or I won't be your man at all ♪

♪ Honey, let me be your salty dog... ♪

Pop the hood for me, boss.

♪ Honey, let me be your salty dog. ♪

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Hey-hey-hey!

All right!

Well, I guess you can... look at it this way,

I can only get better.

I enjoyed that. I enjoyed that.

Yes, sir!

The Georgia hills are beautiful this time of year.

Beautiful.

I guess folks born here go away

looking for someplace that's better,

always wind up coming back here.

Ben? Ben?

Look at this quilt. Ooh...

The workmanship is just beautiful.

Nice. It's a wedding quilt.

Yeah...: How're you doing?

Um, I'll meet you over

at that cafe in a minute. Okay.

Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

Folks coming home for Christmas.

Folks coming home for Thanksgiving.

Just folks... coming home.

Mister, you looking for information?

Going to cost you a hundred bucks.

Iced tea please, lots of lemon.

Yeah, nothing like an iced tea

on a hot day, is there? No.

Say, you're from Atlanta?

Uh, yes. How'd you know?

Well, I'm a salesman.

Farm implements.

Good salesman learns to read people.

Oh, hey-hey-hey, no, no.

This one's on me. Oh, no, no.

No-no, look, look, look... Hey, please.

It's just my way of saying, "Welcome to town."

Well, thank you. Take care.

Hey. I-I got lucky.

Our mystery lady is not

Sandra Daniels, the name on the condo...

Wanda Sutton.

The lady with the quilts told me

she saw Wanda get off the noon bus.

She also told me where Wanda lives,

and that her boyfriend,

Dan, lives way back in the hills.

Oh... Say, uh, why don't you and I

go sit in one of those booths over there, huh?

What do you say, sweet face?

Yeah... Uh... Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, listen!

Don't start something you can't finish, pops!

Hey! "Pops"!

Jackass!

Touch your hair... "Pops"!

You took care of him.

Me, too. Thanks.

Dang gone... Are we out of gas?

No, we're not out of gas.

Must be the carburetor.

Oh, no.

Oh, wait...

I'll be right back.

Well, you don't have a distributor cap.

Why not?

Somebody took it.

You know where I can get one?

Maybe.

Going to cost you a hundred.

Oh, come on! Ben, we can walk.

The lady with the quilts said that Wanda's place

is just a mile or two up the road.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hello! Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

The name on the mailbox says "Sutton," Yeah.

So this must be the right place. Wait, wait, wait...

Oh! Good suit... Hello! Hello!

Hey, here, here...

Oh, great! Let's get some of this business.

Some of this business here.

Ooh...

Oh, thank you. Mmm... Oh, good?

Oh, it's wonderful!

Matlock!

Put your hands up.

Thank you.

Oh... Ben?

Ben?

Ben? Hmm?

Were you asleep?

I can't understand a word you're saying.

Ben, try to reach my ropes.

Oh, who were those men?

How did they know we were looking for Wanda?

Are they looking for Wanda, too?

It doesn't make any sense.

Why did they tie us up?

I mean, why didn't they just shoot us?

I would have. Wouldn't you?

No. No.

Oh, I can't believe this is happening to us.

First, that long drive.

And then, that awful man in the cafe.

And then, the distributor cap and then we get tied up.

Oh, excuse me.

My stomach is growling.

We should have eaten in that cafe.

Weren't you hungry?

You didn't say anything.

Well, you should've said something.

Did you notice they had waffles?

Pancakes. Waffles.

Syrup... Waffles with apples...

Waffles with cream cheese.

Biscuits!

Potato pie.

Scallop... Oh!

Oh... I'm free.

Put your hands up.

Ben... Hmm...

Uh, this is Ben Matlock from Atlanta.

He's a lawyer.

This is my barn and you're trespassing.

Oh, are you Dan?

How do you know my name?

A... a lady from town

said you were a good friend of Wanda's.

Wanda moved to Atlanta a couple of years ago.

Yes. Yes.

That's why we're here.

I told you to put those hands up!

I'm Julie March and I'm a lawyer, too.

Uh, actually,

I'm with the Atlanta D.A.'s office.

Now, I know you're just trying to protect Wanda,

and that's wonderful, but she's in terrible trouble.

Can I untie him?

Wanda is a witness to murder,

and she can identify the killers.

But unfortunately,

there are some very, very dangerous men

looking for her.

You ain't gonna hurt Wanda?

No, no, we can see

that she's protected. If they don't get to her first.

I got Wanda where she's safe.

You can't hide her forever, Dan.

We want to help her.

Wanda.

It's me.

You brought people.

It's-it's Ben Matlock and Julie March from court.

We want to help.

Thank you, Mr. Matlock.

You've been very helpful.

Let's go. He's waiting.

Wanda, no.

Shut up!

It's all right, Dan. Please, they'll kill all of us.

It's all right, I'll go with you.

Just please don't hurt them.

Drop your gun!

Don't even think of it!

No!

Stop!

Come on, let's go.

This is your fault, damn it! You led those men here!

Stop it! It's not his fault!

Who are those men?

- They work for that guy. - What guy?

That foreigner who built the big house down by the lake

about three years ago.

He ruined her life.

One night, she just decided to go to a party there.

I told her they wouldn't let her in, but she went anyway.

The next day, she moved to Atlanta.

We were going to be married.

Since I was eight years old, I never loved anybody else.

Where you going?

I'm gonna circle around back.

Be careful.

Sorry, folks, the club's closed for a private party.

Um, my name's Ben Matlock. I'm a lawyer.

We need to see the host.

Please turn your vehicle around. You're on private property.

I'm a deputy D.A.

Now unless your boss wants us back here in a half hour

with a court order and the police,

you better let us in.

Right through there.

Is that our host?

Uh..., Mr. Freemont?

Well, Mr. Matlock,

Ms. March. What a surprise to see you, Mr. Freemont.

My wife's family has a house on the other side of the lake.

We've summered here for years.

Are you throwing this party?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm just here to be neighborly.

Why are you here?

Uh, uh, well, it's... a long story.

Have a good time.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, excuse me. My wife. Okay.

Curious, isn't it?

I know.

It's Albert Agura.

Excuse me. Oh, sure.

Welcome.

Good afternoon.

Hello.

Ladies.

Look at this. Hello.

I understand you wish to see me?

Are you our host?

That's my caviar.

How can I help you?

My name's Ben Matlock. I'm a lawyer.

This is Julie March.

She's the assistant D.A. from Atlanta.

We're looking for a material witness to a murder

and we have reason to believe

she was brought here against her will.

Forced to come to my party?

And who is this rotten guest?

Wanda Sutton.

Do you know her, Mr. Agura?

Everybody that lives by the lake knows Wanda Sutton.

Robert, have you seen Ms. Sutton?

In the boathouse.

One of her favorite spots.

It's quite possible she would not want to be disturbed.

Now I get it.

Agura's that foreigner Wanda ran off with.

Yeah, yeah.

Millions, millions, millions in drugs. Ruthless.

Wanda is his mistress

and he wanted his mistress back.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess the Justice Department

would like to talk to Wanda after all she's seen and heard.

Oh, that poor girl.

I bet Wanda saw something just recently

that Mr. Agura just as soon she not talk about.

Right there.

Bring it up a little closer.

Not a sign of them.

She can't have disappeared into thin air.

Oh, thank you so much.

Keep searching.

Whatever it takes.

I feel terrible that something like this

could happen to a guest of mine.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me.

Did I see you in town?

Yep.

At the store.

I do chores for Mr. Agura.

Mr. Matlock, I want to help,

but I gave you everything David was working on

when you first came in here right after he was shot.

I know you have, and I appreciate it, I really do,

but humor me.

Run just one more computer check

to see where it leads, what do you say?

All right, I'll give it a try.

Ben, Ben, are you in there?

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm just... I'm just sitting here.

Hi.

Hi.

You know, I've been thinking.

About the case?

Yeah. I wish we could have found Wanda.

Yeah.

Do you think we should ask for a postponement?

Um... um... Uh, no, I think...

I think I'd like to go ahead.

Why, have you found out something?

Well, I might have.

Well, you certainly have a lot of opportunities.

Your client certainly could have done it.

I mean, her husband was having an affair

and the gun was in her hand.

Yeah, the gun...

Or it could have been either of those two guys

who worked for Agura. Yeah.

Or Agura himself.

He certainly had motive.

I mean, his girlfriend was cheating on him

with Laura's husband.

But don't get me wrong...

I still believe Laura McCord is guilty.

Um... You know, uh, you know, when I, uh...

uncover something, you know,

that might be important...

A clue or some evidence or something...

I, uh, the first thing I think is, um,

I want to tell you.

It is?

Sometimes.

Oh, but you can't do that. No.

No, no. Ethics and all.

It's a strange life we lead, isn't it?

Sometimes we're together,

and sometimes we're poles apart.

I know.

But we... almost got a chance

to work together this one time, didn't we?

Yeah, trudging up those hills.

Oh, I have never been so hungry and so dusty.

And tired.

Lost.

And footsore.

I had the time of my life.

I'll certainly never forget it.

Nor I.

Yeah?

Whichever way this turns out, I wish...

I do, too.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth

and nothing but the truth? I do.

Once again, you're a hell of a driving companion.

Let's go somewhere sometime just for fun.

Yeah, let's do, let's do. And...

If I might interrupt.

Are you prepared to examine this witness?

Uh, yes, ma'am.

Uh, Mr. Agura, that's an elegant home

you have out near Gunther's Creek.

We like it.

It's nice.

And that must mean business is good?

Indeed.

Exactly what business are you in?

I deal in international finance. Oh.

So you're a... an important man, a powerful man.

I wouldn't say that.

Isn't it true though, that you travel

in the company of two bodyguards...

Eduardo Cortez and Frank Grady?

I employ literally hundreds of people.

Including, uh, Eduardo Cortez and Frank Grady.

Yes. Uh...

Uh, this is, uh, People's Exhibit G.

This gun is owned by the defendant.

Do you recognize this gun, do you?

Not at all.

If, uh...

If I told you that this gun was last

in the possession of your employee, uh, Mr. Grady,

would that stir your recollection?

No.

Isn't it true... that you were

at the scene of David McCord's murder?

No, it is not true. And during

that scene, uh, the defendant... The victim's wife,

uh, arrived, and collapsed.

And at that time, you removed this gun from her hand

and placed the murder weapon in her hand.

And even though the victim was already dead,

you fired a second shot into his body.

Leaving powder marks on her hand

to make it look as if she were the real killer.

I did no such thing.

And then, you instructed your employee to get rid of this gun.

And unbeknownst to you, he kept it.

Now... before you answer,

I have to warn you.

Mr. Grady had agreed to testify to these facts.

All right.

It's true.

But I did not kill David McCord!

No further questions.

Why did you stop?

He didn't do it.

Mr. Matlock, would you like to reconsider?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Uh, Defense would like to call

Mr. Thomas Freemont to the stand.

Mr. Freemont, you're president

of the Atlanta Crestmore Bank.

Isn't that right?

I am, sir, for almost... five years now.

Yeah. And-and w-w-what kind of shape

was the, the bank in when you took it over?

Oh, it was a very solid, medium-sized bank.

But you really turned it around, didn't you?

Well... we have experienced some growth, yes.

You're being very modest.

Your bank is one of the five

largest banks in the city, isn't it?

One of the five largest in the state,

as long as I'm not being modest.

Yeah.

Uh, how did you come to know,

uh, our missing witness, Wanda Sutton?

Well, I...

I'm afraid I don't know her at all.

Well, I...

I... well, now, I am confused. Um...

According to these, uh, computer... uh, runs,

you do know her.

Mr. Matlock, the witness

has already answered your question.

Oh, I apologize, Your Honor.

I'll rephrase.

Uh, I guess you could look at, uh, these runs

and could explain them to us.

Oh, yes. These are some of the computerized

accounting statements for the bank's promotion account.

Now, there is a...

there is a bill that comes up month after month after month

in the amount of $3,280.

And it goes right into your residential mortgage account.

Doesn't it?

Well, I see it, but I don't know what it's for.

Those are the mortgage payments

on Wanda Sutton's condominium.

- Authorized by you. - Your Honor?

Is Mr. Matlock sure where he's going with this?

Mr. Matlock?

Uh... Yes.

And here is

something that's even more fascinating.

Uh, are you aware...

that Wanda Sutton has a, uh, credit card issued by your bank?

Well, the bank issues thousands of credit cards.

Well, this isn't an ordinary credit card.

This is one of those fancy platinum credit cards.

With no credit limits.

No credit limit...

For a girl with no apparent means of support.

And you approved...

her application, didn't you?

And arranged that the bills be paid from the fund.

Well, maybe we better

examine these figures. No, no, no.

That's not necessary.

I issued the card.

And the bills were paid from the fund?

If you say so.

Hmm...

And David McCord worked in the credit card department.

And that popped up in his computer.

And he went over to the condominium

you shared with your mistress.

Confronted you. Maybe he was going

to blackmail you... I don't know.

But that's why you killed him.

Now, wait a minute.

All right, Wanda and I were lovers.

And perhaps, I did use funds

from the bank's promotion account.

But that's a far cry from killing anybody.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

But there is one other thing.

There is one other thing.

About a year ago, your big...

important bank was in serious financial trouble.

You expanded too fast.

Several big loans went sour and you needed cash bad.

The bank is one of the strongest in the South.

Only because you made your deal with the devil,

and you got a windfall.

Huge cash deposits.

Vast amounts of money.

$100 million in drug money from your friend, Mr. Agura.

And then suddenly,

you were only his employee.

His slave.

You were forced to launder drug money

month after month after month after month.

And that's what popped up in David McCord's computer.

And that is a federal offense

with years in prison.

And that is motive for murder.

Isn't it?

I did not kill David McCord!

I wasn't even there the night of the murder!

Yes, you were.

I was not!

Where do you buy your suits?

Well, my...

They're custom-made for me by my tailor.

I imagine they're expensive. Yes, yes, they are.

What do you do with them when you're through wearing them?

I give them to charity.

All of them?

Yes.

All... but one.

See, when...

When I went back up to that condominium

looking for clues, I had to...

I had to go up the stairs.

And I rubbed against the wall, and I got...

red paint on my coat.

They've been painting that building for months.

They've been painting it for three and a half years,

and they're still not finished.

Now, I imagine

when you went up and down that penthouse,

you used the elevator.

But on the night of the murder...

you used the stairs.

You used the stairs to avoid the police.

I was not in the apartment!

And you rubbed against the wall just like I did.

You got red paint on your suit.

And when you got home to your house on the lake,

you threw that suit away.

Now if I threw my suit away,

I don't imagine anybody would pick it up.

Of course, I wouldn't throw it away.

But somebody found your suit.

An expensive pinstripe suit.

What's a little paint?

And that person has been very proud

to wear that suit.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, right here.

Just come right here, right here.

Here.

See right here?

Red paint.

Same shade.

This coat even has your initials

on the inside pocket.

That's your coat.

I am not answering any more questions.

I think that's a sound move.

Your Honor, at this time I request that all charges

against my client be dropped.

The People concur, Your Honor.

Case dismissed.

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Oh, here we are.

Ice cold.

How did you get such an inspired idea?

Oh, it must be the company I keep.

We've been looking all over for you.

Hi.

If you want to testify, the trial's over.

Actually, we heard you were down here having a picnic,

so we brought you some blueberry cobbler.

Oh! Thank you. And some news.

- We got married. - Oh, Danny!

Hey, you know, you said let's go somewhere for fun.

This turned out to be perfect.

Let's help ourselves. Chicken looks mighty good.

Yes, oh, yes, help yourself.

Let me try some of that blueberry cobbler. There you go.