All language subtitles for MSW s07e05 The Family Jewels.eng

- Three more days?
- Just you and me, baby.

Tonight on "Murder she wrote "...

I saw Sheila Finley
steal that necklace.

You're way off base,...

She, in her own right, is
probably worth 40 million dollars.

That is the woman.
And that is the necklace.

The staff might see us.

Unless they're totally stupid,
they've known about us for months.

If I do have any more questions,
I'm sure they can keep until later.

No matter what she's done,
I adore my wife.

Do you expect to use this verdict
in your campaign?

Do you think sending Roger Ripken
to prison will cost you any votes?

Well, it's possible
there may be some who believe...

Mr. Borden has much respect for all
Mr. Ripken has done for this city.

Sid, I don't think that's what...

Hospitals, museums, its charities...

and he will be recommending
a minimum sentence.

Excuse me, I...

That's all the time Mr. Borden has to...

answer your questions right now.
Thanks.

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

It's called saving your buns.

Get off my back, Sid.

What I need managed is my campaign,
not my life.

Messages, Olivia?

Brooks had to cancel your 4:30.
He'll reschedule.

Stromberg said the De Fazio briefs
will be ready the day after tomorrow.

Mrs. Fletcher called to say she can
make it, but asks how formal it is.

Tell her very. And get me Stromberg.

Ripkin stole $200 million
dollars through insider trading,...

hurting countless people.

I would give him 200 years hard time.

Good. Go public with that and you
can kiss your D.A.'s job goodbye.

I told you I won't lie to get elected.

Then you'll have
a long career as second banana.

You hired me because
I won 16 straight...

I have Mr. Stromberg on line three.

This is not a game
for bluestockings, Drew.

Let me do my number, okay?

Fine, just make sure
the number you're doing isn't on me.

I would like to have it back before
I return home.

I admit being a slave to time,
I'm absolutely lost without it.

Like most of us.
I doubt this will be a problem.

- Let me check.
- Thank you.

Charlie, these are God-awful.
What are you trying to do...

get even with me because the
Knicks beat the Celtics last night?

Yeah, team!

- You found me out.
- Yes, I did.

I suppose they can take
the boy out of Boston...

Yeah, yeah.

Here is one
of our most beautiful pieces,...

and even lovelier on you.

Come on! All I need is one of
those circle pins and I can double...

for one of those dried-up,
Ivy League girls at the country club.

Except not as flashy.

Excuse me.

- I'm going to pass for today.
- All right.

I didn't see one thing that
came close to grabbing me.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, too.

- Maybe next time.
- Next time when then Celtics win.

- Soon.
- Soon.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Mrs. Fletcher,...

We'll have your watch ready
for you at 10 a. m. tomorrow.

Thank you, yes.

Pardon me, Mr...

- Charles Lockner. May I help you?
- Mr. Lockner,...

this is awkward, but I feel that
you should know that woman, the one...

- you were waiting on...
- Yes?

When you looked away, I saw
her steal one of your necklaces.

She just left the store with it.

It was a diamond and ruby necklace.

I'm afraid you're mistaken.

I know what I saw.

I'm familiar with our stock,
I can assure you there was no...

diamond and ruby necklace, nor are
any of our other pieces missing.

George,...

Yes, I know,...

You'll have it right after the first.

I told you, my wife's trust officer...

must countersign all of our checks.

Get in here, you gorgeous thing.

The staff will catch us.

The staff. Unless they're totally
stupid, they've known for months.

Thank you for your patience.

Sorry I was delayed, Jess.

I fear I was not cut out for politics.

- It's alright.
- No, it isn't. It's making me cranky.

Meetings, hassles,
the people you have to deal with.

There's never enough money, though
tonight may take care of that problem.

End of grousing.

That's too bad.
I was beginning to enjoy it.

My secretary says you
phoned again this afternoon.

You had something you were anxious
to tell me about?

I didn't know who else to call.

Something happened
at Beaumont's Jewelry Story.

It was quite bizarre.

Really?

And what made it stranger...

was the manager's absolute insistence
that they had no such necklace.

Beaumont and Company? Couldn't it be
her necklace she put in her purse?

No, it was very distinctive.
And it was the only one with rubies.

I'm not imagining this.

I believe you.

Still, if no one's reported it stolen...

I know. There's not
a great deal anyone can do.

Let's forget about it.
Where are we going tonight?

Who are these people who will
help solve your campaign problems?

My secretary didn't tell you?

We're going to a posh soiree...

at the home
of Mr. and Mrs. Porter Finley III.

Sounds very impressive.

Porter's an old and dear friend.

The guest list, or so I'm told,...

includes most
of New York's crowned heads.

Which usually means some
that ought to be crowned.

Exactly.

Forgive my lack
of familiarity with your books,...

I've made it a life-long policy to
read nothing written since my birth.

Don't listen to him. He's been using
that line since college.

I confess. It was a shameless ploy
to get girls.

- I see.
- If one mentioned Shakespeare,...

he'd say he hadn't read
anything written before he was born.

All true.
It was actually rather effective.

The little darlings dedicated
themselves to improving my mind.

Stop busting my chops, already.

How many times do I have
to tell you she means nothing to me.

- It's part of the job, honey.
- It's not how it looked.

Garage.

Yeah.

I want you to get your
tail back over to the kitchen.

It's you I'm going away with, not her.

Three more days?

Just you and me baby, under
all those beautiful palm trees.

Bye.

Drew...

that woman...

What?

I'm positive, that is the woman!
And that is the necklace.

You're way off base.

It is our hostess, Mrs. Finley. And
she is probably worth $40 million.

Well, maybe so,
but that's the woman I saw

I'd like you to meet some people.

My wife, Sheila,
and our dear friend D.L. Beaumont.

- You old fox.
- Sheila.

You finally grabbed one who can
walk and chew gum at the same time.

Jessica, darling, welcome to
Lifestyles of the Rich and Boring.

It's lovely to meet you.

Mr. Beaumont,
it's a very small world.

I was in your shop this afternoon.

That's it. I knew I'd seen you
somewhere before.

You be nice to D.L. here,
because he's one of your biggest fans.

Thank you, sir.

You better ante up with a bundle
for my pal's campaign,...

or you'll have to answer
to me personally.

Okay,...

come on, let's mingle.

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

Tell me, do you hate these
parties as much as I do?

Well, they're not exactly
my favorite, no.

Although, this does seem
to be a huge success.

I'm glad you think so.

Barbara, I love those earrings.

I have a pair just like them.

Darling, that simply is impossible.
These are one of a kind.

But thank you for the compliment.

Excuse me for a minute.

Sheila's such a trip, isn't she?

She's certainly very interesting.

Marrying her has to be
the smartest move Porter ever made.

She may be rough around the edges,
but as much of a dear Porter is,...

I believe she could have landed
someone a little more lively,...

if you know what I mean.

The chauffeur?
Jessica.

But he was in the jewelry store
with her.

I know I sound like
the most awful gossip,...

but that business
with that necklace is so bizarre.

Alright, people, listen up.

Max, could you take your hand
off your wife's knee for a minute,...

and look up here?

Pay attention, okay?

I've been told that some of you
haven't coughed up your contributions...

for Drew Borden's campaign
for New York district Attorney.

Let's hear it for Drew!

Sheila, please.

I know who you are.

I don't want to make a scene,
but I'm afraid we have a problem.

I'm warning you now, in a few minutes
I'll come around with a big paper bag...

so get out your pens and remember,...

no disappearing ink.
Thank you very much.

Have a good time.

What's going on?

Porter, what is it?

- The last of the guests are leaving.
- Good.

Thank you for staying with me.

- You've still got a little smudge.
- Really?

- Here.
- Thanks.

Has anyone ever told you you have
a way of making people comfortable?

No. I often have the opposite effect.

Really?

Do I look like I'm ready
for the third degree, or whatever?

I'd say that you were equal
to almost anything.

Good.

What is it?

That little pin of yours, it's
just like one that my mother had.

Of course,
hers was made of rhinestones.

I kept it for years, then one day it
vanished. I couldn't find it again.

Well, there, keep it.

- No. I couldn't.
- I want you to have it.

Come on.

Jewelry is supposed to be fun.

I couldn't possibly.
It's very kind of you, but I can't.

There's something else, isn't there?

Something you're not telling me.

Look, I can't get past page 30
of War and Peace,...

but people I read like
a Dick and Jane book.

Yes.

I find myself
in a rather awkward position.

If the police ask me,
I have to tell them that...

I saw you leave the party with Mr.
Pastolino just before he was killed.

Sure. I understand.
Tell them what you have to.

Are you kidding me, sir?
I know all your cases. Let's see...

The East Ninth Street Massacre,
that real estate scam you blew open,...

There was Antonio's Clam House.

I didn't think you'd indict him on
that, let alone get 25 years to life.

Lieutenant,
that's very flattering, but...

You're there, where it's happening,
right there,...

in the thick of the jungle.

Lieutenant Stuyvesant,
my wife and Mrs. Fletcher.

- How do you do?
- Hi.

Mrs. Finley, I'm sorry to have
to disturb you like this,...

- so I'll be brief.
- Thank you.

The deceased, Mr. Pastolino...

he was your employee,
Mrs. Finley, for about a year?

I already told you that.

That's right, you did, sir.

Do you know of any enemies he had?
I don't mean to imply anything.

No, I don't know any
enemies he might have had.

Okay.

According to several guests, you
left the party with Mr. Pastolino...

shortly before...

the crime was perpetrated.

Of course, they could be mistaken...

We both know how much we can
trust eye-witness accounts, right?

No, they were not mistaken.

I went with Rocky,
Mr. Pastolino to the pantry...

We had...

a problem with party supplies,
but I didn't...

Please, believe me,
that goes without saying.

Well,...

thank you for your cooperation
and if I have more questions...

they can definitely keep till later.

Mr. Borden, if it's okay, I'd like
to give you a call sometime...

and maybe have lunch.

- Certainly.
- Great!

Because I'm thinking of making
a career move, down to the city.

You have no idea what it's like up
here, listening to the grass grow.

Knowing that the real battles
are raging just a few miles south.

Down there in the trenches.

That's very interesting.

The Sheriff in my home town left
New York for that same reason.

You know what they say.

When the going gets tough...

- Sir.
- Thank you, lieutenant.

Even if everything you said
about that necklace is true...

what's the connection between it
and the murder?

Mr. Pastolino was present
in the jewelry store.

For all we know, he saw what I saw.

- Or he could have been a party to...
- Okay.

Look,...

tomorrow, I'll look under some rocks,
how's that?

You be sure
and tell me how it turns out.

Even if I have to install
a hot-line to Cabot Cove.

I'm delighted we could take care
of this before you left town.

Not as delighted as I am.

Last night I happened
to attend a party...

at the home of the woman who
took that necklace, Mrs. Finley.

I'd suggest you take this up
with Mr. Beaumont.

Here he is.

- Mrs. Fletcher, good morning.
- Mr. Beaumont.

What an unfortunate evening for
the Finley's, and for us as well.

And in particular for Mr. Pastolino.

There's a matter I was trying
to discuss with Mr. Lockner.

Yes, the diamond and ruby
necklace Mrs. Finley wore last night.

Charles told me about the
incident you think you witnessed.

I saw Mrs. Finley steal that necklace.

We're all human.

Occasionally our eyes
can deceive us.

Yes, they can.
Mine and Mr. Lockner's.

Charles Lockner grew up
in the retail jewelry business,...

he's versed with every variety
of customer scam.

If he says there was no theft,...

I have no choice but
to go along with him on that.

I see. And the necklace?

Are you certain that you have
nothing like that in your stock?

On the contrary, I'm quite familiar
with it. I designed it myself.

And I can assure you...

it was not stolen.

Mr. Beaumont.

You will excuse me.

Excuse me Miss Gable,
I didn't mean to startle you...

but I do have a few more questions
for you.

I told you everything
I know last night.

I don't think so.

We found these in the victim's room.

Airline tickets to Rio, one way,
for the day after tomorrow.

So?

They're in the name
of Mr. and Mrs. Rocco Pastolino.

But as far as I know he's not married.

- I wouldn't know anything about that.
- No?

Maybe you can tell me why
you got your passport renewed...

just last week.

And the beauty part is,
it's all on the record.

Your opponent cannot
weasel himself out of this one.

Is this an approach or what?

Rossiter will be lucky
if his own mother votes for him.

Check this TV stuff. Over here...

You're fired.

What are you saying?

You heard me you're fire. Get out.
Take this garbage with you.

You're not serious.

What I am not, is that kind of man
who will be associated with...

this kind of sleazy, below the belt,
negative campaign.

Where have you been for the past 10,
15 years?

This is the only way
campaigns are run anymore.

Not by me they're not. Now get out.

Get out!

You know something, pal.
It's a dirty world out there.

You should ask yourself if you want
to do what's needed to win or not.

Pardon me.
Mrs. Fletcher is on line two.

Thank you.

Jessica. No, fine.
Actually I was trying to reach you.

Yes, I found something very
interesting, if I can locate it.

There is something odd happening
with that diamond and ruby necklace.

I spoke
to Mr. Beaumont a short time ago.

That is, I listened to his
carefully rehearsed explanation.

Really?

Now you'll think I'm crazy...

but I'm concerned than ever that
he's lying along with this employee...

or what's more likely that
somebody actually did pay for it.

Which strikes me as a strange way
to purchase jewelry.

I don't think you're going crazy
at all.

I'm looking at a 10-year-old copy
of an arrest report.

It seems, one Sheila Kowalski...

her maiden name before
she married Porter, was arrested...

for grand theft in Palm Beach.

Let me guess. Jewelry.

A 20,000 dollar diamond necklace.
She was released the next day.

I wonder how many times
she wasn't caught.

I hope she and Porter aren't
in some sort of serious trouble.

Thank you. And best
of luck with your campaign.

I know that you'll come out on top.

Bye.

...his personal finances will be
forthcoming within 24 hours.

Counselor Reed said this
will silence his critics...

for once and all.
And this just in,...

Westchester County
police have just announced...

the arrest
of Society Matron Sheila Finley...

for the murder of her
chauffeur during a party last night...

at the Finley's lavish
Westchester County estate.

Really, Porter, I can't.

I just want to return something
to Sheila.

Please, I insist.

I'll see to it you get
to the airport on time,...

even if I have
to drive you there myself.

- Well, all right. Thanks.
- Wonderful.

Sheila should be home any minute.

Our attorney has posted bail
and I've already sent a car for her.

You must tell me what you're
being so mysterious about.

This is very difficult for me, but...

I find myself with a piece of
knowledge which is bound to come out...

that might somehow have a bearing
on the murder.

My god, Jessica, tell me!

It's about Sheila's shoplifting.

There,...

bought and paid for yesterday.

One diamond and ruby necklace.
$78,000 plus tax.

Believe me,
I didn't mean to insult you.

Well you have.

And as far as that old
Palm Beach business,...

dredged up by Drew Borden,...

it was nothing more than
another opportunistic shopkeeper...

who wanted to take advantage
of Sheila's wealth.

Another?
How many others were there?

I didn't mean that. Excuse me.

Hello.

No, and I do not have any comment.

Damn press.
They've been calling all day.

With Sheila already
under suspicion of murder,...

anything damaging
the police find out by themselves...

could hurt her defense.

You must understand.

No matter what she's done,
I adore my wife.

I only want to protect her.

I sense you've been protecting her
for quite a long time.

Perhaps what she needs now is honesty.

I've had a long standing arrangement
with Beaumont and his people...

Sheila steals an item of jewelry
and they simply look the other way.

And send a bill.

That her trust officer pays.

But what could this have
to do with Rocco Pastolino's murder?

I'm not sure, maybe nothing.

Tell me, what do you think made
the police decide...

to arrest Sheila in the first place?

A guest left the party early.
When the police questioned her...

she admitted seeing Sheila
and Rocco enter the garage together...

just before he was killed.

What do they think
her motive might have been?

Jealousy.

They think she was upset that
Rocco was about to run off with...

one of the servants, Margaret Gable.

Sheila and Rocco were involved.

She has no alibi.
I just hope she didn't kill him.

Not that I believe
she's capable of it.

Sweet of you to say so, darling.

I didn't do it.

Are you all right?
Were you treated well?

Are you kidding?

Lieutenant Stuyvesant
was a doll.

He wouldn't even let them put me
in a cell.

He insisted that I stay
in his office on his sofa.

Jessica,...

I'm glad you're here.

One of the reasons I'm here is...

you slipped this
into my bag last night.

It's the only way I could get you
to take it.

Thank you, but I can't.

Okay.

So, Porter says there are
things you want to discuss.

I'm like your husband.
I don't think you killed anyone.

Thanks.

He also told me
about you and Mr. Pastolino.

Perhaps we could begin right there?

Yeah.
It's safe to say that Porter and I...

were never your
typical suburban couple.

I love him dearly,
and I'd never leave him.

But Rocky...

Rocky and I were the item
back in high school.

I'd just never gotten over him.

He was the fullback
on our school team.

The Gibbsville Panthers,...

and he was beautiful.

I was the drum majorette and for
three years we were the dream couple.

When he wasn't cheating on me with
Gloria Lesko or Francine O'Hara.

Then one day, my father,
the scrap metal dealer...

he hits the jackpot with a bunch of
government contracts.

We're talking serious money.

So, suddenly it was good bye
Gibbsville, hello Bar Harbor.

And he sends me,
little Sheila Kowalski...

when I'm not at the bowling alley,
I'm wearing little white boots,...

twirling flaming batons,
four at a time.

My pop wants to send me
to finishing school in Switzerland.

Which probably didn't help
your romance with Rocky.

Tell me.

We try to stay in touch,...

but the money put more
distance between us than the miles.

So anyway,...

10 years later,
I decided to grow some roots...

and I married Porter.

He had all the breeding
and stuff that dad always wanted.

Except no bucks.

I've got enough money
to live four lifetimes.

Porter was the problem.

He didn't have a lot of drive,...

for sex or for anything else.

The "anything else" part
didn't matter that much, but...

Dear sweet Porter.

Without even letting on,
he went and tracked Rocky down...

He sort of presented him to me
for my birthday.

When did you find out...

that Rocky was going away
with Miss Gable?

When the police told me.
I was in total shock.

If I had known I might have taken
that tire iron to Margaret myself.

But never Rocky, never.

I loved him too much.

Besides,...

like I told you, he was
always fooling around with women.

He'd been doing that
since we were kids.

There's something else.

The jewelry thefts,
it needs to be aired out.

I guess it's just a left-over
from when I was growing up...

on the wrong side of the coal mines,...

when I used
to snitch candy-bars and stuff.

I don't know.

Sometimes I get these moods...

that I've got to steal
something or I'll just burst.

So it doesn't do anybody any harm.

Except maybe Mr. Pastolino.

Lieutenant Stuyvesant...

I'm so sorry.
Are you all right?

It's okay, I'll grow back.
How's Mrs. Finley doing?

Very well, thanks to your kindness.

- Lieutenant, I...
- I told you.

I would really appreciate it if
you'd pass that along to Mr. Borden.

Without making a big deal out of it.

- Of course, when you...
- Can I ask your advice?

I faxed my resume to him this morning.

Do you think it's too early
for a follow up call?

Sorry, I'm not an authority
on that sort of thing.

When you were going through
Mr. Pastolino's belongings...

Could you determine
whether or not he had any assets?

Aside from the $18, 000 cash
we found in his room, no.

He didn't own anything
except his underwear.

No bank accounts, no stocks,
no real estate?

He didn't even have
a safe deposit box.

It makes you wonder what
he planned to live on in Rio.

How knows how his mind works,...

you know, no roots,
all that kind of stuff.

I can appreciate how you'd want
to help your friend Mrs. Finley...

off the hook, but this guy...

Hello.

Looks like it came off
some lady's outfit.

Have you seen that before?

If Stuyvesant wants
to ask me about the bow...

why doesn't he ask me?

I think he wanted me
to run interference for him.

Something about
"the rest of his career. "

Okay.

I did follow Rocky to the garage.

He's been cool toward me for days.

I was trying to get him
to talk about it.

He has a temper, he lost it.

That's when he pushed
me up against the car.

I guess that's when
the bow fell off my shoe.

That's how you got the bruise
on your ankle?

He was still alive when I went
back to the party.

I'm in real trouble, aren't I?

I think so.

I know you’re supposed to go home,
but would you stay over tonight?

For me, please?

I need your help.

- Margaret?
- Mrs. Fletcher.

Do you have a minute,
I'd like to talk.

- No, sorry, I really have to...
- Wait, please.

I think that you and I
both want the same thing,...

to see that Mr.
Pastolino's killer is punished.

That's all ready in the works.

Unless Mrs. Finley's money
gets her off.

But you don't really
think that Sheila killed him?

Mr. Finley said that
you'd given your notice?

Yes.

Tomorrow...

I'm going back to Vermont.

And put this all behind me.

It was going to be so perfect in Rio.

Just Rocco and me. We were going
to get a little house.

Yes. About that...

Rio is so very expensive.

I assume you and Rocky discussed...

what you would live on down there.

The reason I mention it is, it
might have some bearing on his murder.

I didn't have the impression
that Rocco was particularly wealthy.

He had some cash saved up.

And he was expecting
a lot more before we left.

- Did he say where it was coming from?
- No.

But he said we'd get
some money every few months.

He had an investment program.

Where you get a regular income.

Sheila?

Sheila.

Are you all right?

You!
Stop!

Sheila, Sheila.

My god.

Lieutenant,...

my wife has been through hell
the past couple of days,...

so if you have nothing further...

No. I guess that's it.

If I have any more questions,
I’LL let you know.

- Fine.
- I'll see myself out.

So much for our
state of the art security system.

We should have saved our money
and bought a few more cats.

Yes, this one's paste also.

All of them? Even
the little pin that she gave me?

But I've got to say,
they're the best I've ever seen.

All except this collar.

Why should this be
the only one that's real?

Incredible.

A man as reputable as D.L. Beaumont,...

permitting Sheila to steal fakes,
and collecting millions for them?

If that burglar hadn't tried to
steal them, we'd never have known.

There may be another explanation
for this mystery.

I know that look.

Suppose this robbery attempt
wasn't just a coincidence.

- May I use your phone?
- Please, dial nine.

I need a name.
A guest...

that was
at Sheila's and Porter's party.

Lieutenant,
she's already agreed to cooperate.

Yes, I know
I should have consulted you first...

but I knew she was leaving town.

Yes, of course is it
your investigation, but...

Mr. Borden's going
to be very disappointed...

Why? Because this was his idea.

Well,
isn't it nice of you to reconsider.

Thank you.

I know that Mr. Borden
will be very pleased.

Miss Gable, Rocco told you.

He was worried about my future.

- The man was all heart.
- Yes.

He left me what you might call...

a little insurance policy.

With your uncle's name, the name
of the jewelry store in Boston,...

and all about how you’d pay him...

not to go to the police
with your jewelry scam.

It's a shame Mrs. Finley had
to go and kill him before we could...

enjoy all that money.

I guess now I'll have
to enjoy it by myself.

Did you bring it?

Yes, I brought you exactly
what I had for Rocco.

There's a gun under this
table equipped with a silencer.

In this room,
no one will ever hear it.

Very quietly, you're going to
get up and walk with me to my car.

That's where you're wrong.

We'll take a nice little walk
to my car. Get him out of here.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say...

Go home, Margaret...

Beaumont?

All he know was that Mrs. Finley
had this little problem,...

and he'd get paid by the husband
for each piece he let her steal.

Sheila would wear
a piece once or twice, and then...

consign it
to her drawer full of old jewelry.

The way most women treat
inexpensive costume jewelry.

Then what? Rocco would take it
and bring it to you?

That squares. We found a key
in Pastolino's quarters...

that fits the drawer
in Mrs. Finley's jewelry box.

Then I'd send it up
to my uncle in Boston.

Then he would make an exact
copy which you would return...

to Mrs. Finley's collection.

And then he would sell the original.

That's why Barbara Loring,
the Boston Socialite...

was wearing one of a kind
earrings exactly the same...

as the ones Sheila remember owning.

Incidentally, your uncle has admitted
splitting the money with you.

Look, I had nothing
to do with Rocco's death.

Why would I kill him? I needed him.

Sure. But not enough to put up
with his demand for a larger share.

Or his threat
to tell the police the whole story...

once he was safe in Rio.

That's not true.
Rocco and I were friends.

Give it up. We've got fibers
that'll match your clothes.

We have paint on your gloves
that'll turn out to be the tire iron...

you hit him with.

There's no way you can account
for the time that night.

All right.

Rocco found out
he wasn't our only supplier.

I'd been enlisting the employees
of other wealthy women,...

paying them to steal their
bosses's jewelry for us.

He demanded $100,000 in cash.

He said it was a one-time payment
and he'd be out of our hair.

But I found out he was going to Rio,...

I knew I'd be shelling out
black-mail payments forever.

I had to put a stop to it.

So, he wanted...

the money delivered the night
of the party.

So, I...

crept onto the estate and...

Rocky, what is going on?

You've been cold to me for days.
Can you talk to me abut it?

Look at me, darling.
What's matter with you.

Kiss me.

Damn it, Sheila, I told you.
Nothing's bothering me.

Just chill out, okay?

Okay.

Come on.

Sorry.

That's all right. I love you.

- What?
- You better get back to your party...

before your friends think you're
fooling around with the chauffeur.

I am, and they'd be jealous.

Okay.

I love you.

He didn't leave me any option.

So, you decided
to steal Mrs. Finley's jewelry...

so no one else would figure out
the truth.

Considering Rocco must have told
you about the security system...

it was probably easy
for you to break in last night.

If it hadn't been for that damn cat,
no one would have been the wiser.

Let me put it another way.

If you don't vote for Drew Borden
for District Attorney,...

the bad guys might get you.
Thank you.

Well...

What does everybody think?

You were wonderful. I'm proud of you.

Good luck to you.
I wish you the best.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

I got the results of the latest poll.
You're ahead by 3 more points.

The one person who could win
more votes than you is Sheila.

I'm relieved it's too late
for her to file.

I know.

Jessica, darling.

Thank you so much.

This whole thing,
it's just changed my life.

Not too much, I hope.

Not in any important ways.

Just no more Rockies.

Look, isn't that pretty?

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