All language subtitles for 02 The Case of the Notorious Nun (1986)

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You're late for your meeting.

What is my schedule?

You're due at the hospital
in an hour,

and Thomas Shea is cooling
his heels in your office.

Oh, good. Let him.

I don't think the most powerful
attorney in the city likes

to be kept waiting.

Mr. Shea tends to forget
he works for us.

Sister Margaret,
you are becoming

dangerously indispensable.

I'm going to requisition you
from the archbishop.

Where is this priest?

The young nun is getting him.

I still don't understand why

you couldn't handle this
by yourself.

Father O'Neil's asking some
questions I couldn't answer.

What kind of questions?

About our real estate dealings
for the church.

You handled most
of the transactions yourself.

Just who is this priest?

They brought him in
for an independent audit.

He's... I hear he's already
cleaned house in two dioceses.

New accountants, new lawyers.

Our firm has represented the
church for over two decades,

and I expect we'll be here
long after he's gone.

Ah.

- Father O'Neil...
- Ah.

...I've heard so much
about you.

Nice to finally meet you,
Mr. Shea.

- Mr. Carlyle.
- Father.

I'm sorry to seem so elusive.

I've been tied up
on other matters.

I see.

Well, considering all the money
we're paying,

I'd have thought the church's
affairs would come first, hmm?

Please.

Good morning, Father.

Well, how's it going
with Father O'Neil?

You keeping up with him?

Well, right now,
I have to get over

to the archives of the convent,

and then I have to come back
here to get some clarifications

on the archdiocese's books

before we leave
for the hospital.

- And that's just this morning.
Mm-hmm.

You should be taking
your final vows pretty soon.

In two months.

The church needs people
like you.

You keep us on our toes.

Thank you, Father.

Well, it's time to go.

Someone has got to answer
the archbishop's phone.

Give my regards
to the archbishop,

and remind him
he owes me a dinner.

I would like to review

those partnership agreements
on Monday.

And so you will.

Good-bye, Father.

Thank you.

Oh, Monsignor,
is the archbishop in?

He's off for the day
with an old friend.

Can I do anything for you?

No. No, I don't think so.

Father O'Neil,

if you wish to discuss
diocese business affairs,

you talk to me.

I talk to the archbishop.

The archbishop asked me
to report directly to him.

Unfortunately,
he is not available,

and I am his financial director.

I'm sorry.

I'd rather wait
till he gets back.

Father, the hospital.

Thank you. Excuse us.

We'll, we're early for a change.
Maybe I'll make a few calls.

Oh, no, no,
I'm taking you to the cafeteria.

You'll forget
to eat lunch again.

Have you become responsible
for my care and feeding as well?

Somebody has to be.

You obviously can't do it
for yourself.

Sister, Sister, anyone ever
tell you you are impertinent?

Lots of people. Come on.

- Father O'Neil?
- Yes?

I understand you requisitioned
some files

from my office
without my permission.

Dr. Lattimore, I don't think
this is the time

- or the place to discuss it.
- It's as good a time as any.

Fine.

Doctor, how you treat
your patients,

that's your business.

But how you run this hospital,
that's mine.

Look, Father O'Neil, you want
something from me, just ask me.

I did, several times.

Excuse us.

Sister?

What was that about?

Ah, he's incorrigible.

He's supposed
to be a great doctor.

And the worst chief of medicine
any hospital ever had.

He's autocratic, insulting.

Because of him, all the best
doctors are leaving.

Well, he certainly wasn't
very charming to you.

Uh, at least with me,
he has an excuse.

He knows I'm gonna recommend
he be removed.

How was that?

Marginal.

Do you have those budgets

the hospital administrator
sent over?

- Yes, I have them right here.
Mm-hmm.

Ow! Mm.

Ow.

Oh, let me see that. Ooh.

It's just a paper cut.

I think it'll be okay.

Mm. Does it hurt?

Yeah, a little bit.

Okay.

Yeah.

Uh, Father O'Neil.

I, uh, tried to reach you
at your office.

We left early.

Is there a problem?

Well, I couldn't get

the accounts receivable
you requested.

Mrs. Cartwright, you're the
administrator of this hospital.

Can't you get me a simple
piece of information?

I'm sorry,
but the computer went down.

I'll have it in the next day
or two.

Well, no point in meeting
until then.

Good day.

Come on!

Get a blood pressure
and a pulse.

What happened?

I, uh...

We were taking a walk.

I, uh...

I sort of collapsed.

The nurse will get
your vital signs.

- I'll be right back.
- You can't stay here.

I'll just stay with my friend.

Your Grace!

Your what?

Oh, John, haven't you met
the archbishop?

Oh, great.
I'll get the doctor.

I don't believe it.

Father O'Neil actually gave you
time off.

Father O'Neil is very dedicated.

I don't know where
you find the strength.

They're teaching her patience.

Mm, I call it endurance.
It's like a marathon

with Father O'Neil.

She's young.

And aging fast.

The man's a workaholic.

I rather like it.

Maybe you just like him.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, come on, Margaret,
you can tell us.

Tell you what?

Tell us about you
and Father O'Neil.

I think you ought
to mind your own business.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

No problem.

Mr. Eastman, I've been going
over the archdiocese books.

How long has your firm been
our accountants?

Oh... nine years.

What's the occasion?

None that I know of.

Well, that's the best kind
of gift, a surprise.

Hmm.

Very handsome.

Would you excuse me?

Oh, Father Chris?

Have you seen Sister Margaret?

Not this morning, Father.

Look what she gave me.

I must tell you,
there has been some talk.

Perhaps you two have been
working too closely together.

I've got to put a stop
to this right now.

Tom, don't be too hard on her.

Good morning, Father.

Could you please
explain this to me.

I'm sorry, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Why did you give me this gift?

I didn't give you a gift.

There's a card.

"All my love, Mar..."

I didn't write this.

This isn't even my handwriting!

Well, who wrote it, then?

Who else knows
I always borrow your pen?

Are you saying
that I'm lying, Father?

Margaret... please.

Well, do you have any idea

who might have
put this in my office?

I don't know.

I'm afraid people are getting
the wrong idea about us.

Maybe...

maybe it would be simpler
if we stopped...

working together.

We haven't done anything wrong.

Margaret, what if someone
is trying to discredit me?

In my work with the church,

I can't afford even the
slightest hint of impropriety.

Father, we shouldn't
let this change anything.

It's not fair.

I'll think about it.

Well, Mr. Eastman's
been waiting long enough.

Is there anything I can do?

We'll talk later.

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How is he?

Oh, he's fine.

I feel like I could
ski down Mount Whitney.

He never could catch up to me.

That's true,
but I could play gin.

Gin.

Ouch!

Oh.

How was your flight?

Perry, I was worried
to death about you.

They told me you collapsed
from exhaustion.

I rushed here from the airport.

I didn't even go to the hotel.

I'm the one to blame, Della.

You see, a few weeks ago,

I brought in a priest,
a troubleshooter,

to look into the archdiocese
financial affairs.

I haven't gotten
the final report yet,

but he's certain there's
embezzlement in this hospital.

Stefan asked me
to help investigate.

Several of his...

close advisors may be involved.

Your secret would have been
very safe with me.

Sorry for the deception, Della.

For the moment, I, uh...

want to stay undercover.

Very clever.

You think so?

Tomorrow, we go to work.

We'll begin by meeting
with your Father O'Neil.

- Well, I must be going.
- Hey.

When do I get the $16 you lost?

When we finish the game,
not before.

Good to see you again, Della.

- Oh.
- Mmm.

- Stefan.
- Stefan!

The food here
had better be good.

Miracles do happen.

About you...

I've known that man 42 years.

I've never seen him like this.

It's that serious?

Everything he's worked for
is on the line.

Hello?

Of course, Father.

One moment.

Sister Margaret, it's for you.

It's Father O'Neil.

Yes, Father?

Sister Margaret.

I want you to come
over to my hotel.

Have you thought about what
we discussed this afternoon?

Will you never mind that!

Just come over!

Right away.

You don't have to raise
your voice to me, Father.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Thank you.

Now what?

Give me that.

Why?

It's private.

Don't worry.

I'll deliver it for you.

Sister Margaret?

Yes.

Father O'Neil had to step out
for a moment.

I'm Richard Logan.

Come in, please.

Thank you, Father.

He'll be back right away.

Uh, would you care for something
to drink?

There's sherry.

Don't I know you?

No, I don't think so.

Would you like some?

Yes, thank you.

Are you in this diocese, Father?

No, I'm at
the Church of St. Virgil.

I stop by
the archbishop's office

when I'm in the city.

And you're a friend
of Father O'Neil's?

No... not really.

I... I don't feel very well.

Is something wrong?

I feel... I feel very dizzy.

What... what are you doing?

No!

Stop!

Good night, Sister.

Room service.

Anyone there?

Sister!

Are you all right?

Yeah... yeah, I think so.

Here, let me help you.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

Are you s-sure?

- Yeah, thank you.
- Sit down.

Thank you.

Father O'Neil?

Oh, my God!

What?

Oh...

Now, you say this Father Logan
gave you a glass of sherry.

That's right.

Sister, we've been through
this suite several times

and no sign of your glass.

In fact, we can't even find
the bottle of sherry.

Maybe he took it.

I don't know.

Uh, let's get through here.

May I ask you
something else, Sister?

Have you ever
blacked out before?

You have any sort of
medical history?

No.

Now, Sister Margaret,

now how did you say
you ripped your jacket?

He tore it.

Are you all right, my child?

Um, Archbishop Corro,
this is Sergeant Brock.

Oh.

Uh, can you
tell me what happened?

There really isn't much to tell.

It appears Father O'Neil
was stabbed

sometime late last night.

Do you have any idea who did it?

Not yet.

Is she free to go?

Well, we really
have a few more...

Sergeant Brock,

I think she's been
through enough.

Of course.

Thank you.

Archbishop.

I'm looking for
a Father Richard Logan.

Sister Margaret says he's at
the Church of St. Virgil.

Never heard of the man.

Give my office a call.

He shouldn't be
too hard to find.

Thank you.

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Well, Sister Margaret is
certainly going to be

the prime suspect.

I am concerned for her.

You have good reason to be.

Either she killed Father O'Neil
or this Logan did,

and I suspect the police
aren't going to find him.

Perry, the press smells
a scandal.

I, uh, I'm abashed to ask...

Then don't.

You'd better see if you can get
hold of Paul.

And just what do you want me
to tell him?

Tell him to get here yesterday.

I'd like to meet
your Sister Margaret.

- I thought you'd never ask.
- Oh-ho.

Margaret?

I'd like you to meet
some old friends of mine,

Perry Mason and Della Street.

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You certainly have a lot
of energy for a man

who's just suffered a collapse.

I heal quickly.
Runs in the family.

Father O'Neil was such
a good man.

Why would somebody murder him?

I don't know.

So unfair.

You cared for him a great deal.

Yes.

We distributed a sketch
of Father Logan

all over the city this morning.

And that includes
parochial schools, churches,

convents, rectories;
every Catholic institution

from here to the suburbs.

And we showed it
to all the guests and help

at Father O'Neil's hotel.

- Sir?
- I'm listening.

No one has recognized
this Father Logan,

no one has ever seen him before.

And there's not one single shred
of evidence to show

that this Father Logan was ever
in Father O'Neil's room.

You think
Sister Margaret is lying?

I don't think
that there is a Father Logan.

Never was.

And several witnesses
have suggested

that Sister Margaret was
uh, close to Father O'Neil.

And by that you mean?

She had a romantic attachment
to him, sir.

That's absurd.

I baptized the girl.

I've known her
since she was a child.

Sergeant Brock,
Margaret wouldn't lie,

and she wouldn't break her vows.

Archbishop?

I'm gonna have to conduct

a search of her room
at the convent, sir.

By what authority?

I have a warrant.

I would have thought
you'd have the courtesy

to inform Sister Margaret.

Thank you for your advice,
Sister.

We'll take it from here.

I'll be in my office
if you need me.

Thank you, Sister.

I got to hand it to you.

You had this one nailed.

"My dear Margaret.”

The cab is downstairs.

Good. We mustn't keep
the archbishop waiting.

Sister Margaret, I'm afraid

you'll have
to come downtown with us.

What's the problem?

Who are you?

The name's Mason.

What do you want
with Sister Margaret?

We found Father O'Neil's letter
in your room.

What letter?
I never got a letter from him.

And who gave you the right
to go through my room?

We had a warrant, Sister.

Why don't we step in here.

The letter.

Now, where is this letter?

I have a copy of it here.

May I see it?

I'll read it to you.

"My dear Margaret,

I feel we have been compromised
and risk ruining our careers.”

He never sent me
a letter like that.

Let him finish.

"We'll both be better off
if we put an end to it now

"and don't see each other again.

I'm sorry, you deserve better.”

And it's signed "Tom."

Mr. Mason, you have
to believe me.

How do you know that's from him?

Oh, it's his, all right.

We ran a handwriting comparison.

That letter, it's about
our working together.

But he never gave that to me!

Sister Margaret...

...I don't think
there is a Father Logan.

He was there.

I swear to you, he was there!

I don't think so.

Why not?

Because I think that she was
in love with Father O'Neil.

That is not true!

We have this letter.

You were seen holding hands,

there was a lovers' quarrel
over a gift,

and he ended your affair.

There was never any affair!

Sister Margaret, I think
that you went up to his room,

and I think you went up there
to plead with him not to end it.

I think maybe there was a moment
between you two,

and then you blacked out.

But you blacked out
after you killed him.

That was not what happened!

That's enough, Sergeant.

Sir, we have her fingerprints
on the knife

that was used
to kill Father O'Neil.

Someone could have put the knife
in her hand

after she blacked out.

Sister Margaret, I'm placing you
under arrest

for the murder
of Father Thomas O'Neil.

You have the right
to remain silent...

I'll advise her of her rights.

Are you her attorney, sir?

I am now.

Your Honor, defendant waives
further reading of the complaint

and advisement
of constitutional rights.

We enter a plea of not guilty.

Your Honor, the State requests
a preliminary hearing

at the court's earliest
possible convenience.

Mr. Mason?

Defense concurs.

Thank you, gentlemen.

This matter will be set
for December 10 at 9:00 a.m.

Court is recessed 15 minutes.

All rise.

Mr. Mason?

Michael Reston.

Possibly you remember,

I appeared before you
in appellate court.

Yes.

You made
a very impressive argument.

I'm flattered you remember.

This, uh, case,
a delicate matter.

Especially for my client.

Mr. Mason, you have a reputation
for not cutting any deals.

I'll see you on the tenth.

How good is he?

Very.

Where's Paul?

I'm meeting him at the airport
at 11:00.

Good. Bring him straight
to Stefan's office.

Paul? Paul, over here.

Della!

How's Perry? Is he all right?

Oh, he's fine.

We're gonna meet him downtown.

Wait a minute.

Your message said he collapsed,
he was in a hospital.

Well, actually, he's just fine.

You must be freezing.

What am I doing here, Della?

Well, there's a case and...

A case?

You've heard
of Stephanie Harris,

the most beautiful model
in the history of California?

Her father was paying me
to accompany her to Tahiti.

Now Howard Burton is in paradise
and I am here. I'm freezing!

Will you please get in.

What is this case?

Well, there's a nun.

A nun?

Yes. I'll fill you in
on the way.

Get in, Paul.

Terrific.

Yes?

Well, send them in.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Archbishop Corro, Sister
Margaret, I'd like for you

to meet our private
investigator, Paul Drake.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hi.

Aren't you cold?

I left in something of a hurry.

You'd better get
some warm clothes before

you catch pneumonia.

Good idea.

You went over the case
with Della?

Oh, yes.

I'd like you to start looking

for a Father Logan.

Sister Margaret can give you
what little information we have.

The police haven't found
any trace of him.

Well, maybe we can.

Is there any place I can get
a cup of coffee around here?

At the convent.

Well, would you care to join me?

I'm buying.

Excuse me.

Excuse us.

This is the police
artist's sketch of Father Logan.

- Fairly accurate?
- Yes.

Anything else?

Scars, birthmarks?

No.

Mm-hmm. Anything peculiar
that the sketch doesn't show?

Like what?

Did he, uh, pull his ear,
scratch his head?

Uh, have any habits
or something strange?

Anything about him
that struck you as kind of odd.

No.

No, I don't think so.

No. No, I knew
I'd seen him before.

It was in here.

It was in the cafeteria,
and he was...

he was sitting right over there.

And he was folding his matches.

So?

You asked if he'd done
anything strange.

He had a nervous habit.

He lit a cigarette,

and then he folded down all
the matches in his matchbook.

And I think he threw them away.

He did that here?

- Yes.
- When?

A few days ago.

When do they collect the trash?

This is what detective work
is all about.

Following the trail,
finding the clues...

...and getting very dirty.

You really like
this kind of work?

Well, it, uh, it could be worse.

How?

Just thank the man upstairs
that there's only

a couple days’ worth
of garbage here.

Paul, I don't even know
if Logan threw the matches away.

And even if he did,
they could come from anywhere.

Tell you what,

why don't you...
why don't you pray for me, huh?

Talk to me.

What, uh...

Sister Margaret?

Something I said?

With all due respect
to my eminent colleague,

I object to Mr. Mason
representing Sister Margaret.

Would you prefer local counsel?

I don't think you understand
the issues here, Mr. Mason.

This is a scandal.

And I, for one, don't want it

to touch the archbishop
or the church.

Sir, Mr. Mason is your friend.

As long as he represents
Sister Margaret,

you are personally associated
with her defense.

I agree completely.

I made a commitment

to Sister Margaret,
and I intend to fulfill it.

In any case,
there's no avoiding the scandal.

We are under no obligation
to defend her.

We can cut our losses.

Just a minute.

Why do you assume she's guilty?

Well, the circumstantial
evidence is overwhelming.

But that's all it is--
circumstantial.

Let's assume for a moment
that Margaret is innocent.

Why then does someone
dress as a priest

and kill Father O'Neil?

Well, he could be a... a...

He could be a psychopath.

Perhaps, or it could
have something to do

with Father O'Neil's
investigation

of the church affairs.

He was investigating us.

I know.

I'll need access
to Father O’Neil’s papers.

The church's affairs
are confidential.

There is no other way
to give Sister Margaret

a proper defense,
and I intend to do that,

even if it requires a subpoena
for every single one of you.

That won't be necessary.

A girl's life is at stake.

We will cooperate in every way.

Archbishop, we simply want
to protect your reputation.

I think it is
in excellent hands.

You need help.

Now...

what, uh...
what's a nice girl like you

doing in a place like this?

This is something
that I always felt I must do.

Yeah?

You happy here?

Mm-hmm.

Sister Margaret,
may I ask you something

of a personal nature?

Sure.

You ever date
when you were younger?

A little.

You ever miss it?

I find great comfort
in the church.

Well...

that's a shame.

What do you mean by that?

Oh, I-I just meant that, uh...

you're very pretty,
I think quite bright,

and I, uh, would guess there's
a lot of young men out there

who would find you
very appealing.

That's all.

Well, Mr. Drake, I'll take that
as a compliment.

Well, please do.

And while you're at it,
take a look at this.

What do you think?

That's the way he folded them.

You're sure?

I saw him do it.

In the cafeteria
and at the hotel.

Where are they from?

The Westlake Health Club.

Time for me to work out.

Mr. Mason asked me
to bring you this.

Oh, thanks.

Sorry.

Perfect, huh?

Any sign of Logan?

Not yet.

Margaret, you'd better go.

Don't you want some company?

I'm trying to be inconspicuous.

Having you here doesn't help.

I'm the one
who can recognize him.

I can do that from the picture.

I think it would be
a good idea if I stayed.

Margaret, please.

Look.

Look, there he is.

All right,
I want you to stay here.

I thought I asked you
to wait outside.

This is no time to argue.

Excuse me.

A guy came in wearing
a black jacket.

- Where is he?
- He's probably changing.

- Over there.
- Stay!

Where you going, Sister?

I'm with him.

Come back here!

Hey, hey, hey!
What's going on here?

What are you, crazy?

Hey, she can't be in here!

Hey, come on!

{Men clamoring)

Hey!

Whoa!

{Men murmuring)

Hey, lady!

What the hell you doing?!

{Men clamoring)

Somebody hired you, didn't they?

Now, wait a minute.

Wait a minute, let's, uh...

let's make a deal,
pal, all right?

- Paul?
- Whoa!

Paul!

Paul, I'm sorry.

Here, let me help you out.

Sister Margaret!

Why don't you let me do my job.

And you go back to the convent,
and you do your job, all right?

And what's that?

Pray that we haven't lost
our Father Logan for good.

All right, how often
did he come in here?

Oh, I don't know.
Three, four times a week.

Did you ever see him
with anyone?

Did he have any friends?

Drake, I'm not keeping you

- away from anything, am I?
- No.

How long has he been
a member here?

- Six months.
- Six months.

That means this man
must've been a resident.

Go away, Drake.

What?

Go away.

Oh, all right.

Well, I'm gonna be right
over here if you need me.

Please.

Perry, the man we call Logan

was registered here
under the name of McGraff.

Unfortunately, it appears
that the name is a phony.

So's the address.

At least we know he exists.

And knows we're looking for him.

Well, you certainly were chasing
someone that looked like this.

This is the man who said
he was Father Logan.

Yeah, but I've got nothing
to tie him into the murder.

You certainly can't arrest a man

for running through
a health club.

Sergeant, I swear to you

he was in that room.

Well, okay.

I'm done here.

Have a good night.

Webber?

Paul, we've got to place Logan
at the scene of the crime.

Go over the police file
in the morning.

Double check their interviews
with everyone at the hotel.

Consider it done.

Another couple of washings,
and that sweater might fit.

I'm sorry Logan got away.

Yeah.

Me, too.

What time are you picking me up
in the morning?

I didn't know I was.

Do you want me to go with you?

I don't think so.

You were right.

I shouldn't have followed you
into the health club.

And I said I was sorry.

Look, look, look,
look, look, Sister.

I don't want to get
into this, all right?

It's late, I'm wet,
we're both tired.

I'll keep you informed.

Good night.

I don't like
your patronizing attitude.

I am not being patronizing.

You know I could be
of some help.

I can manage.

And you're not very forgiving.

And you are the most
irritating nun I have ever met.

As a matter of fact,

you are the only irritating nun
I have ever met.

Maybe you could work
on correcting that.

Good night.

There was a card.

It was attached to the gift that
Father O'Neil found on his desk.

And I'm sure that he filed it
away somewhere.

Oh, it isn't worth
getting upset over.

Well, it wasn't my handwriting.

And he-he thought
that someone might be trying

to discredit him.

I don't know where it's gone.

Margaret.

Margaret?

It's not gonna get any easier.

Mmm.

Good morning.

- Morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Mason.

We've been organizing some of
Father O'Neil's papers.

This is the hospital budget.

And here are
the preliminary reports

on the real estate holdings.

I'd like you
to set up appointments

with everyone
Father O'Neil questioned.

I wasn't present at
all of his meetings.

Well, whatever you can recall,
give to Della.

Where's Paul?

Out solving this case
single-handedly.

He, uh, he went
to buy some clothes,

and then he was going
to go see the police.

Sister...

see if you can find
Monsignor Kyser.

I need to talk with him.

Okay.

Did something happen between
Sister Margaret and Paul?

I don't know.

You worried about her?

Yes.

So am I.

Sergeant Brock!

How's it going, buddy?

Listen, I hear they brought you

all the way from Los Angeles
to work on this case.

- You must be pretty good.
- Oh, I travel well.

Then a guy like Mason
must be paying you pretty well.

The man's a miser.

Look, I'd like to take a look

at the case file, all right?

I got news for you.
The case is closed.

So, why don't you just
pick up your check

and take it back
to the good life.

Hey, I do something
to rub you the wrong way?

I don't like private eyes,

particularly those
that stay underfoot.

Hey, Sergeant Brock.

Sergeant Brock, see this?

It's white.
It's got freckles.

It should be in Tahiti right now
getting a suntan.

You see this?

It's black, it has wrinkles,

and it's not
necessarily interested

in your personal problems.

Hey, you know what?

Mason's got me here
until I satisfy him

the case is hopeless
and he lets me go home.

Come on, be a sport.

Let me look at the case file
so I can get out of here.

I have 56 open cases to work on.

I don't have time to be
monkeying around with you.

Let me put it another way.

I could be gone
inside of a week.

That is the best offer
I have heard all day.

A week.

Thank you.

Monsignor Kyser.

We were looking for you.

Yeah, and here I am.

Possibly you were
searching for...

Father O'Neil's recommendation.

Actually, I need
the disbursement file.

You mean this?

Yes.

Thank you.

Were you aware Father O'Neil

was going to recommend
that you be replaced?

No, I didn't know that.

It's no secret you weren't
pleased that he was here.

Who told you that?

Was it because he reported
directly to the archbishop?

Mr. Mason,
the man was an opportunist.

He was brought here
for a simple audit,

and he turned it
into an inquisition.

I understand you left
a successful business career

to join the church.

I came here

because I felt that my talents
would be appreciated

and I could work on something
I believed in.

So... being removed
from this position

would be a terrible blow.

Tell me, Monsignor,

what would you have done if you
had found this recommendation?

Mr. Mason,

I deeply resent
your implications.

I don't blame you.

Good day, sir.

Peter?

Peter...

What's the matter?

Monsignor Kyser just called.

He said this-this
Mason fellow's taking up

where O'Neil left off.

Ellen, calm down.

Peter, I'm scared.

Come with me.

Look, I don't have much time.

Mason's going to be here
any second to see me.

About what?

What are you going
to say to him?

Ellen, for God's sake,
pull yourself together.

I'm not going to implicate you.

- We're in this together.
- Well...

I'd better go.

Oh, Peter, I've got
to see you tonight.

No, no, I can't.

Oh, damn you!

I'd like to, but Carol's
giving one of her parties.

Well, tell her
it's an emergency.

Dr. Lattimore?

I..

I didn't mean to intrude.

The nurse told me you were here.

Uh, I'd like you to meet our
administrator, Ellen Cartwright.

How do you do?

Nice to meet you.

Um, I was just leaving.

Thank you.

So, how are you feeling?

Uh, never better.

Your recuperative powers
are amazing.

It runs in the family.

Well, I wish I could help you
with Sister Margaret's defense.

I've always liked her.

Perhaps you can.

I gather Father O'Neil felt

the quality of medicine had
fallen under your tenure.

What the hell did
Father O'Neil know

about the quality of medicine?

He seemed to think you were
driving good doctors away.

That's ridiculous.

Look, I'm not the problem.

Go on.

Well, you're gonna
find this out anyway.

This hospital is habitually
short on equipment and supplies.

That's why those doctors left.

There's never enough money.
There's never enough money.

The person in charge of
the physical operation

of the hospital is
Mrs. Cartwright, is it not?

That's right.

And under the circumstances,

I think Mrs. Cartwright
is doing a terrific job.

Under the circumstances,
I'd be surprised if you didn't.

I checked into the hotel
around 10:00.

So you did not see this man
dressed as a priest

go into the hotel?

I already told the police
everything I know.

This'll just take a second.

I have a dozen people
I want to see,

and I'm running late.

I didn't see
any priest anywhere.

Mr. Elison, you live in Bayport.

That's 15 minutes
out of town, right?

Right.

Why didn't you go home?

Well, tell you the truth,
I had too much to drink.

I went to a party,
and I didn't want to drive home.

By the way, the night clerk said
you checked in with your wife.

Well, yeah,
but she didn't see anything.

I'd like to talk with her.

- Don't think she can help.
Why?

I already asked her.
You'd be wasting your time.

Well, you never know.

Maybe I can, uh, jog her memory.

What's the number?

Look, I told you
she didn't see anything.

Mr. Elison, were you with
your wife at the hotel?

I think you'd better leave.

Operator, yes.

The number in Bayport for
a Mr. And Mrs. Elison, please.

Just what the hell
do you think you're doing?

Thank you.

I said leave.

It's ringing.

I saw your damn priest.

Look, my wife finds out what
I was up to, she'll kill me.

We'll keep you out of it.

My friend and I

were coming into the back
entrance of the hotel.

This priest gets out of a red
and white cab, follows us in.

You don't see priests sneaking
in and out of hotels very often.

We thought it was funny.

Did you see him go upstairs,
go into a room?

I saw him get out
of the cab and come in.

That's it.

That's enough.

Logan was seen arriving
at the Mayfair Hotel in a cab.

Have you spoken
to the dispatcher?

For a small sum,
which I'm sure

you'll reimburse me for
at a later date,

he gave me the name
of the driver.

I know where to look
for him this afternoon.

Paul, we need Logan.

I'll find him, I'll find him.

What did, uh, you come up with?

Well, we've been over
the hospital records.

The good Father was correct.

Someone is stealing them blind.

You're late for your meeting.

No hat?

No kiss?

Paul.

Let me take a look.

There you go.

Al right.

Where is Sister Margaret?

She's in church.

Well, good.

Good. How is she?

She could use a friend, Paul.

Why are you looking at me?

What happened between you two?

Nothing.

Well, I don't know what it was,
but she's very upset.

You know, everyone around here
is shunning her.

She's alone, Paul,
and she's scared.

Am I interrupting?

Sit down.

I got a new lead on Logan.

That's good.

You don't seem very excited.

I'm sorry, I...

I think I just have other things
on my mind right now.

Margaret, you're on trial
for murder.

What could be
more important than that?

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

How would you feel

if you had spent
six years of your life

preparing for something

and then you didn't know
if it was right?

There's a name for that.

It's called "cold feet.”

It's not that.

What is it, then?

I don't know if I can take
my final vows.

Why not?

I've never admitted this
to anyone before...

...but I was

attracted to Father O'Neil.

And I tried not to be...

but I couldn't help myself.

I... I couldn't
control myself, Paul.

And I don't know
if I'm fit to be a nun.

Margaret...

You're a human being.

Y-You have feelings for...

like everybody else.

There are higher standards
of conduct in the church.

And I've failed them.

You're being too hard
on yourself, Margaret.

I don't know.

Maybe it's me.

I-I can't live
with these doubts anymore,

and I have to...
I have to find a way

to prove myself.

Well, I'm sure if anybody can,
you can.

Do you really think so?

Margaret, you are the most
obstinate woman I have ever met.

And I have no doubt

that whatever you set
your mind to, you can do.

Come on.

I'll buy you lunch.

Your experience
in real estate seems

to have served you well.

Actually, I built this place.

I wasn't referring
to your house.

Mr. Mason.

Good, you're here.

I, uh, wanted to go over some
of the real estate transactions

that have been made
for the church.

I thought you might have
something to add.

Anything specific?

Yes.

Possibly, you could explain
this to me.

Mr. Mason, for every property
I've sold at a loss,

I can show you ten that were
profitable to the church.

That isn't the point, Mr. Shea.

I can make a strong case that
you've systematically sold off

the church's
most valuable properties

to your clients and associates.

Nothing illegal about selling
property to people I know.

At the very least,
your ethics could be questioned.

What about you, Mr. Eastman?

You were the accountant
for the church

at the time
of all these transactions.

Weren't you supposed to be
guarding the church's interest?

We're an accounting firm;
we're not investment counsel.

Mr. Mason...

is this the best you can do
in defense of this nun?

Mr. Shea...

what would happen
to your law firm

if the church accused you
of fraud?

I won't dignify a question
like that with a reply.

I can understand why, Counselor.

Mr. Mason.

Mr. Mason, I'm in
a terribly awkward position.

So is Sister Margaret.

Thomas Shea is my friend.

The church is your client,

and an innocent girl
is being charged with murder.

Mr. Mason, I swear I didn't know

he was selling that land
to his friends.

Who recommended that your firm
be retained by the church?

Well, Thomas Shea.

I've known him a long time.

Have you now?

Della told me you found Logan.

Cab driver said he picked him up
right over there.

Perry, this is no place for you.

This is no place
for either of us.

Your timing's perfect.
There he is.

Excuse me.

♪♪

I'm all right, I'm all right.

Here... use this.

Keep it tight.

- Damn it.
- Now, what happened?

Somebody's in that room
with Logan.

All right, I want you
to stay right where you are.

- Perry...
- Stay put!

Damn it.

♪♪

He's still in there.

Driver, why did we have to wait
over 20 minutes

for you to arrive?

We were busy.

With that outfit,
waiting 20 minutes is nothing.

Why don't they do something
about it?

The hospital's got
an exclusive contract

with this ambulance service.

In my humble opinion,
they haven't got the men

or the vehicles to do the job,

but the hospital
won't change companies.

You're very lucky.

Here, hold that.

It's just a flesh wound.

Do you feel weak?

No. Why?

You lost some blood.

What happened?

Somebody took a shot
in the dark.

Did you see who?

No.

How is he, Doctor?

He's gonna be just fine.

I'll have the nurse
bandage him up.

- You all right?
- Yeah. Fine.

The, uh, the good doctor wanted
to know if I saw who shot me.

Really?

Well, now that Logan is dead,
what do we do?

You can start by finding out
who owns that ambulance service.

I'm going to find out
what's in this syringe.

Mr. Mason, how do you plan
to defend Sister Margaret?

No comment.

- How are you gonna handle...
- No comment.

...the question of
Sister Margaret's affair?

Let us through, please.

How are you gonna handle
the question

of Sister Margaret's affair,
Mr. Mason?

- Thank you.
- Mr. Mason!

- Thank you.
- One question, Mr. Mason!

All rise.

- Hello?
- Hello.

Hi.

Can I help you?

I'd like to find out who owns
the Centurion Ambulance Service.

Gonna sue?

What?

The leg.

Oh, oh, no.

I'm, uh...

I'm in kind of a hurry.

Clock me.

How long?

12 seconds.
I'm very impressed.

I've done better.

Is that right?

Huh.

You got what you want?

Looks like some kind of
holding company.

Thank you.

You've been cooperative,

quick and courteous.
What's your name?

Oliver Latham.

Oliver, how do you do?

Listen, do you have a card,
because I might have

a few more questions
I want answered,

and I know
I can trust them to you.

Oliver, thank you very much.

Could you describe
the defendant's condition

when you arrived at the hotel?

She appeared to be upset.

What about
her physical condition?

Well, her jacket was ripped.

- Did she say anything to you?
- Yes.

Did you explain her
constitutional rights to her?

I didn't feel it was necessary
at the time.

You see,
she wasn't a suspect then.

- She was not?
- No.

What did she say
to you at that time?

She said that she had arrived

the night before
she met Father Logan.

He gave her some sherry.

She became drowsy,
she fell asleep.

She was on the floor
when the waiter arrived.

They discovered
Father O’Neil’s body.

During your subsequent
investigation,

did you discover anyone else

besides the defendant
who actually saw

this Father Logan at the hotel?

- No, I did not.
- Hmm.

During the investigation
of the room,

did you find a bottle of sherry
or a glass?

- No, I did not.
- Huh.

I show you now
People's Exhibit Three...

and I ask you
if you recognize it.

Yes, I do;
that's the kitchen knife

that was found
in Father O'Neil's suite.

It has been stipulated
by both Mr. Mason and myself

that this knife was, in fact,
the murder weapon.

Were fingerprint tests
run on this knife?

Yes.

The defendant's.

Thank you.

I have shown counsel and I am
now showing you a letter

marked "People's Exhibit Four"
for identification.

I ask you if you recognize this.

Yes, that's the letter seized
during the course of a search

of the defendant's room.

It has been stipulated
that this letter

was written by the decedent.

Will you read the letter
into the record, please?

The letter says,
"My dear Margaret,

I fear we have been compromised

"and risk ruining our careers.

"We'll both be better off
if we put an end to it now

"and don't see each other again.

I'm sorry, you deserve better.”

And it's signed "Tom."

Thank you very much, Sergeant.

Your witness.

Sergeant Brock,
you personally saw the body

of the man Sister Margaret
identified as Father Logan?

Yes, I did.

No further questions.

Hello.

Oh, may I help you?

Oliver Latham,

State Department
of Corporations.

Is there a problem?

Our records show you failed
to make your annual filings.

Statements of
current ownerships,

form 1001C and 902A,

should've reached
our office two months ago.

Well, I think you're mistaken.

Our administrator's very prompt
about matters like that.

Well, we didn't receive them.

If you sent them,

I certainly hope
you have duplicates on hand.

Well, I'm sure we do.

I'll have to talk
to the administrator.

If you could just wait a minute.

Al right.

On the day Father O'Neil died,

did you see him?

Yes, outside
the archbishop's office.

Did he seem, uh...

distracted?

No, upset?

Yes.

Did he say why?

Well, he showed me
an expensive pen and pencil set

that Sister Margaret
had given him,

and he felt the gift
was inappropriate.

Was there a card with the gift?

Yes.

And what did the card say?

"All my love,

Margaret.”

Hmm.

After your talk
with Father O'Neil,

what happened?

Well, we saw Sister Margaret
approaching the building,

Father O'Neil went outside,

and they had an animated
discussion over the gift.

I could see them
through the door.

What exactly do you mean

when you say
"an animated discussion"?

Was it an argument?

Yes, it was.

Thank you.

Father De Leon,

how did you happen
to be at that door?

Well, I was cleaning my glasses.

I-I didn't mean to eavesdrop,

but the fight occurred
right before me.

Hmm.

Then...

you didn't have your glasses on.

Excuse me?

Could you repeat the question?

I said...

you didn't have your glasses on.

No, but I could
see them clearly.

I-I only need the glasses
for reading.

Don't you also...

wear them for hearing?

Just now, you couldn't hear me,
so you put on your glasses.

Father, isn't there
a hearing aid

in your glasses?

Yes.

So you couldn't hear
a word they said, could you?

No, I couldn't.

You don't know for a fact

they were discussing the gift,
do you?

No, I don't.

Did you continue
to watch their discussion?

No, ...

I didn't want to intrude.

Father De Leon,
you've admitted to this court

that you didn't hear
one word that was said,

you don't know if they were
discussing the gift,

and you have no idea
how the argument ended.

You only assumed what happened,
isn't that true?

Yes, I suppose it is true.

I really don't know
what happened.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Father.
That's all.

Drake, what do you think
you're doing?

Stop him!

It's out of the question.

I can't let you do this.

I have to testify.

Absolutely not.

Mr. Mason, I must.

Reston will go after you.

He'll do whatever he can
to make you lose your temper.

It'll be all right.

No, it won't be all right.

If you give in
to his provoca...

I'm sorry.

I have to do this.

Margaret, listen me.

Brock's testimony hurt you.

We can't take the risk.

Mr. Mason, I know how hard
you've worked.

And please understand,

this has nothing
to do with the trial.

What are you saying?

I have studied to be a nun
for six years.

And if I'm not equal
to this test,

I don't deserve
to take my final vows.

It's a question of faith.

Sister Margaret,
are you testifying

of your own free will
and volition?

Yes, sir, I am.

Then would you please
tell this court

why you chose to be a witness.

I wanted everybody
to hear the truth from me.

Then I ask you
for once and all time,

did you or did you not
murder Father Thomas O'Neil?

No, sir, I did not.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Sister Margaret,

don't most priests
live at the rectory?

Yes.

So, by staying at a hotel,

wasn't it easier
for Father O'Neil to see you?

Well, that's not why he...

Yes or no.

Now, Sister Margaret,
wasn't it easier

for Father O'Neil to see you?

Yes.

And in point of fact,
on the night of the murder,

didn't Father O'Neil
call you and tell you

to come to his hotel room?

Yes, he did.

Had you been there before?

Several times.

Yes? Exactly how many times?

Uh, once? Twice?

Four or five.

Had you ever been to his room
at such a late hour before?

No.

And yet,
you thought nothing of going?

No.

Hmm.

Sister Margaret,

how did you feel
about Father O'Neil?

Did you like him?

Yes.

Did you find him attractive?

Your Honor, I object.

Irrelevant.

Sustained.

Al right.

We have heard testimony

that you were seen holding
Father O'Neil's hand in public.

Is that true?

I cut my finger,
and he was looking at it.

You gave him an expensive gift,
didn't you?

No. No, I- didn't.

I call your attention
to People's Exhibit Four.

Do you recognize this letter

written by Father Thomas O'Neil
to you?

No.

Sister Margaret,
we have the testimony

of a handwriting expert.

This was written
by Father O'Neil.

Would you like to reconsider
your testimony?

Sergeant Brock showed
that letter to me.

And that was the very first time
that I saw it.

This was addressed to you.

This was found in your room.

And yet you're saying
you never received it?

That's right.

You want us to believe
you didn't get this note?

You want us to believe
you didn't give him the gift?

Sister Margaret,
isn't it true you were

in love with Father O'Neil?

I object!

This is irrelevant.

Your Honor,
Mr. Mason and his client

have opened the door
to this line of questioning.

Your Honor,
the prosecutor's questions

exceed the scope
of direct examination.

I loved Father O'Neil.

And you had an affair?

No.

Really?

Sister Margaret,
didn't you just testify

that you visited his room
on more than one occasion?

Yes, but ...

Please, Sister Margaret,
yes or no.

Wasn't that your testimony?

Yes, but you make it seem
as if I went...

When you got the note
terminating the relationship,

didn't you go to his room?

He called me, and he said...

Yes or no, Sister Margaret.

Yes.

Thank you.

Didn't you beg him
to take you back--

yes or no?

- No.
- Didn't he tell you

the relationship
had to come to an end?

Yes, but the relationship...

- Isn't it true
there was a fight? -No!

And in the fight,
didn't your jacket get ripped?

No!

And the crucifix torn
from your neck?

No!

Sister Margaret, isn't it true
you were Father O'Neil's lover?

No!

He rejected you?

No!

You killed him!

No, Mr. Reston.

That is not true.

No further questions.

There's someone else
on trial here.

Someone whose voice
can never be heard.

Father Thomas O'Neil...

was a good and an honest priest.

And there's not a person
in this courtroom

who can question his integrity.

He never broke his vows with me.

I never broke mine with him.

♪♪

Counselor, your next witness.

Your Honor, may I have a minute
with my associate?

One minute.

Get her here as fast as you can.

Mr. Mason?

Uh, yes, Your Honor.

I, uh, call...

Mrs. Ellen Cartwright
to the stand.

Mrs. Cartwright,
you are the administrator

of St. Mark's Hospital,
is that correct?

Yes.

Is your job there
your sole source of income?

Yes.

Don't you have any investments?

Few.

Your Honor, I object.

This line of questioning
is totally irrelevant.

Your Honor, I will shortly show
the relevancy of this testimony.

Overruled.

Now, Mrs. Cartwright,
about your investments.

Would one of them be
the Centurion Ambulance Service?

Yes, I have some money
in that company.

Centurion serves a number
of hospitals, does it not?

Yes.

And one of them is
your hospital, St. Mark's?

Yes.

Mrs. Cartwright, isn't it true
that you and your partners are

the sole owners of
the Centurion Ambulance Service?

I really don't see what the...

Please... just answer
the question.

Yes, it's true.

One last question.

And, Mrs. Cartwright,

I remind you,
you are under oath.

Now...

who is your partner in the
Centurion Ambulance Service?

Doctor...

Peter Lattimore.

Your witness.

No questions.

I call Dr. Peter Lattimore
to the stand.

Dr. Lattimore, you are a partner

in the Centurion Ambulance
Service, is that correct?

Yes, I am.

You are also
the chief of medicine

at St. Mark's Hospital,
is that correct?

Yes.

Last Friday night
in the emergency room

of St. Mark's Hospital,
did you treat Paul Drake

for a gunshot wound?

Yes, I did.

How did you happen to be
at the hospital at that hour?

Were you on call?

No.

Were you looking after
a patient?

I don't remember.

It may have been a post-op.

Dr. Lattimore, weren't you
at a restaurant with friends

and weren't you called
to the phone by your service?

I don't remember.

Didn't you rush out
without finishing your dinner?

I said I don't remember.

Doctor, do you usually treat
patients in the emergency room?

No.

Yet you sent the young resident
Dr. Williams away

and treated Paul Drake yourself.

Yes.

Did you examine his wound?

Yes.

What was the indicated
treatment?

It was superficial.
I had the nurse bandage it up.

Was any medication required?

Only what was necessary
to cleanse the wound.

Doctor, are you familiar

with the drug
potassium chloride?

Of course I am.

Could you describe its usage?

It's used for, um,
irregular heart rhythms,

fainting, particularly for
people on diuretics.

But if administrated
in a large enough dose,

it would induce cardiac arrest
and would be fatal?

Yes.

And in a fatal dose,
would be almost impossible

to detect by autopsy?

Yes.

Dr. Lattimore,
would there have been any reason

to give this drug to Paul Drake?

No.

Now...

...if I were to show you
a syringe

from St. Mark's Hospital,
taken from the emergency bay

after you treated Paul Drake,

wouldn't it be filled
with a fatal dose

of potassium chloride?

I don't know.

Dr. Lattimore, isn't it true
you received a phone call

from someone who ordered you
to the hospital

to kill Paul Drake?

- Your Honor...
- Isn't it true that the person

who called you
knew you embezzled money

from the hospital
for your investments,

including the Centurion
Ambulance Service?

- Multiple objections,
Your Honor. -And isn't it true

that the person who called you
ordered Logan...

Mr. Mason!

...to Kill Father O'Neil?!

Mr. Mason!

This court will come to order!

Mr. Reston,
your objections are sustained.

Thank you.

I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

But I would like to reserve
the right to recall

this witness to the stand.

Mr. Reston?

I have no questions
at this time.

Step down.

I call Miss Gladys Terry.

Miss Terry, please tell
the court where you work.

The Medical Phone Service.

We're the city's oldest
answering service for doctors.

Do you handle
Dr. Lattimore's calls?

Yes, sir, we do.

Can you tell me
if he received a call

at approximately 10:00
last Friday night?

If he did,
it'll be right in here.

Your Honor, Paul Drake was shot

at Logan's hotel
by Logan's confederate.

Only the person who shot him
could've called Dr. Lattimore

and told him to finish the job.

Now, Miss Terry,
what did you find?

At 10:30 Friday night,

Dr. Lattimore received a call

from a gentleman
who said it was an emergency.

We put him through.

And who was that gentleman?

Mr. Jonathan Eastman.

Your witness.

No questions.

You may step down.

Your Honor, at this time,

I would like to recall

Dr. Peter Lattimore
to the stand.

Al right.

We embezzled the money together.

And Eastman was our partner.

But he had the priest killed,
O'Neil.

It was all his idea.

He did it!

Order! Order!

This court will come to order!

Your Honor, the People move
for a dismissal.

Case dismissed.

All rise.

Mr. Mason.

I liked you better
when you were on the bench.

Thank you, Counselor.

Terrific, terrific.

Now, remember,
you heard it here first.

You were right.

I am the most obstinate woman
that you have ever met.

Thank you.

- Good-bye.
- Bye-bye.

As soon as I can,
I'll come down to L.A.

I'd like that.

Thanks, Perry.

Well, let's see.

I've been half frozen.

I've been shot.

Missed my trip to Tahiti.

And what do I get?

Thanks.