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Woman: My husband was murdered by this man.

I want one million dollars for every year I spent inside.

I shot your husband.

You got that?!

I.a. Has instructed me to put you under suspension.

Moody's ruined your life once already.

Don't let him do it again.

Drop the gun, lady.

I'm a cop.

I said, drop it!

You were found on that roof with a gun in your hand.

The D.A. thinks you're guilty as hell.

I swear to god I'll see you to the gas chamber.

Oh, god! No!

Woman: My husband, detective sergeant Steve McCall,

was murdered in cold blood

by this man,

less than 5 years ago.

With all due respect and sympathy to sergeant McCall,

the charge was manslaughter,

and this is not a trial, it's a parole hearing.

Uh, Mr. Brovard is right, sergeant McCall.

This is only to determine

inmate moody's eligibility for parole.

We have to confine ourselves

to the facts of record.

Dee Dee McCall: Unfortunately,

the record doesn't reflect the truth.

The most important part of my testimony was stricken as hearsay.

That doesn't make it any less true.

This man called my husband at home,

he set up an ambush, and he shot and killed him.

Really, this can't go on.

Sergeant, please.

Sorry, it's just that...

One miscarriage of justice occurred

when the jury found this...

Inmate guilty of only manslaughter

and not murder in the first degree.

Now if you let him...

All right, that'll be all, sergeant.

Please.

Mr. Brovard, you may proceed.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Moody's conduct as an inmate has been exemplary,

and he's shown deep remorse for the act

which led to his imprisonment.

I'm sure the board will agree

that Mr. Moody has earned the right to parole.

Man: This case has been closed for 5 years, McCall.

I'm not asking you to reopen the case of my husband's death.

I'm asking you to reopen the homicide case

my husband was working on when he was killed.

Homicide case?

That's right.

Diana Duquesne was murdered

and Steve was that close to proving it

when he was killed.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but didn't the coroner's jury decide

that her death was accidental?

Steve would have proven that it wasn't.

Is all of this because his killer's coming up for parole?

Captain, my husband's reputation in this department was destroyed

as soon as that jury brought in a verdict of manslaughter.

That meant that they believed moody's claim

that Steve was harassing him.

I wrote a summary of the case after moody's trial.

Please read it.

Hey, Harry,

your nose tell you it's dinner time?

Hey, hey, hey, get out of there.

Get out of there.

You know what that does to your liver?

What's the matter? You on a hunger strike?

See? Not so bad a life.

Voice of Dee Dee McCall: This case began

when my husband, detective sergeant Steve McCall,

was dispatched with his partner, sergeant Sam bullens,

to investigate a possible homicide

at the bel air home of Diana and Roger Duquesne.

Diana Duquesne's body was found at 6:20 P.M.

Facedown in her bathwater by Mrs. Anne Ridley,

who had taken care of Diana since she was a child.

When was the last time you saw Mrs. Duquesne alive?

No more than half an hour...

Before I found her like that.

All right, now the two of you were alone here?

You didn't see anyone else?

No.

No one at all.

What made you think she was murdered?

They hated her.

All of them.

God forgive me for saying so.

Well, who hated her, Mrs. Ridley?

The three of them.

That actor that she married

and those two ungrateful children.

On the contrary, sergeant,

I loved my wife very much.

And so did David and Julie, her children.

Well, Mrs. Ridley said there was...

Mrs. Ridley hasn't liked anyone since Diana's first husband died.

And you were on your boat 'till 6:30 this evening?

Yes, with my business manager, 4 businessmen

presenting an offer, and 3 or 4 assorted accountants.

David: You mean you haven't arrested him yet?

Please, David, not now.

Not now? Then when, for god's sake?

This is a very difficult time for...

Our mother is dead,

and he killed her.

We haven't established yet that your mother's death

was anything but an accident.

Someone hit her on the head and drowned her.

Some accident!

David, please don't yell.

Voice of Dee Dee: David and Julie Lawrence had been playing mixed doubles

in a televised celebrity tennis tournament

at the time of their mother's death.

Their alibis were as airtight as Roger Duquesne's,

but the coroner's findings made Steve doubt that her death was accidental.

Ok, there was blood, her blood on the faucet.

But according to Barney there wasn't a trace

of skin or hair along with it.

The blood could have been put there, in Barney's opinion.

Yeah, he also said that the coroner's jury

would probably rule it as an accident.

I don't see how they can.

Oh, come on, Steve.

All three of your suspects had ironclad alibis.

Diana just had too much to drink

and did a nose dive into her bubble bath. That's it.

No, Sam, that is not it.

She also left $270 million bucks to 3 people

who were always asking her for money.

And according to Mrs. Ridley,

Diana Duquesne had started saying no to all three of them,

and they hated her for it.

Yeah, Mrs. Ridley. Now there is a reasonable suspect.

At least she was there.

Come on, Sam.

She lost a cushy job, she got a nothing pension.

Being there has nothing to do with it.

Duquesne or one of the kids hired the job done.

Ok, but as senior partner in this outfit,

I'm calling it in as an accident.

Now, do you want to pursue another line of investigation?

That's why they made you a detective, kid.

Dee Dee: Steve decided to stake out the Duquesne family mansion,

and he was getting less than 4 hours' sleep each night,

but his persistence finally paid off.

Excuse me. A guy just walked in here,

he's about my height, light brown hair,

green leather jacket. You see him?

Yeah, I seen him. He came in and walked

right through the joint and out the back.

Steve: Hi.

Didn't your mom ever tell you you could go blind doing that?

So stop me when I need glasses.

There's a very good test for this, you know.

Oh, yeah? Mmm-hmm.

How many fingers am I holding up?

One.

That's very good.

What is that finger pointing at?

2 of the greatest lips

in this room

or any other.

You passed.

But I think you're going to need regular...

Examinations.

You also have to get some sleep.

I'm too tired to sleep.

Come on, baby, 5 minutes.

Ok, but it's not going to work.

Well, you might surprise yourself.

Come on, 5 minutes, baby.

Not going to work.

Come on.

Something about you turns me on.

Do you suppose it's the uniform?

I hope not, because I'm taking it off.

I can't lose either way.

No, you can't.

Huh.

Oh, no.

I knew...

Oh!

Oh...

I'll get it.

No, honey, you stay here.

Reserve your strength.

Dee Dee: Who is it?

Rick hunter. I have some information for sergeant McCall.

Hi. Hi.

I'm very sorry about the hour,

but Steve wanted these as soon as they came in.

Yeah, that's ok.

Hey, Rick. What have you got?

How you doing, Steven?

The moody file. Take a look at that.

Oh, Rick, this is Dee Dee. Dee Dee, this is Rick.

Hi, how are you.

Oh, yeah. That's my man.

Rodney allister moody.

Let's pick him up.

On what grounds?

Just for questioning.

A station wagon registered to Diane Duquesne leaves that house

at 1:00 in the morning,

picks this guy up, drops him off a few blocks later.

I want to know who's driving that car.

Well, yeah, but, Steve,

if he refuses to tell you,

then haven't you just put him and the driver on guard?

Is she always like this?

You mean smart, careful, and by the book?

Yes.

All right, I'll think of something.

I'll call you in the morning.

Nice meeting you.

Nice to meet you.

It's about time. All Steve does is talk about you.

Ooh, now you know the awful truth.

Yes, I do. Good night.

Bye.

Where were we?

Hello?

Let me speak to your husband.

Who is this?

It's a friend. It's very important.

Hey.

Mmm?

It's a man, won't give his name.

He wants to talk to you. Says it's important.

Hello?

Want to clue me in?

Somebody wants to tell me

who was in that station wagon with moody.

Who?

I don't know. From the voice I'd say male,

Caucasian, probably a smoker.

Where?

He's at the sideshow club,

a place in north Hollywood.

I love you, baby.

I'll be back before the pillow gets cold.

Promise? Mm-hmm.

Who is it?

Rick hunter, Dee Dee.

Where's Steve?

Steve's been shot.

Where is he? What hospital did they take him to?

He didn't make it. He died on the way.

Oh, god!

Oh, god! No!

God, no! Oh, god!

Oh, god.

Dee Dee: Rodney moody claimed

that Steve had been harassing him,

had followed him to the sideshow club

and attacked him.

My testimony about what moody said to Steve was rejected as hearsay,

and his attorney convinced the jury I couldn't have recognized moody's voice.

He was found guilty of manslaughter.

No connection was ever established

between moody and the death of Diana Duquesne.

Her death was classified as an accident.

Ask sergeant McCall to come in here, please.

Sit down, McCall.

I read your report,

and I must say that I sympathize with your position.

Captain...

Please, let me finish here.

Your report is not objective.

It is full of personal opinions and debatable conclusions.

Now, please, let me finish.

But I think I know you well enough

to conclude that there is some truth in it,

so I'm going to give you and hunter some time to check it out.

Great.

Probably not much time. It depends on what you come up with.

That's ok.

This may be the oldest and the thinnest trail

I ever put a cop on,

so I may pull you off at any time.

And if I do, I don't want to hear any arguments.

Agreed.

One more thing.

Remember that moody is a free man

with full constitutional rights

the minute he steps out of that state prison.

Rod moody just made parole.

2 hours ago, he boarded the plane for Los Angeles.

You get one guess why he's writing down that phone number.

He figures his phone's tapped.

And I'll bet you he plans on getting a call

from that phone right there.

Hello?

Shut up. Don't talk.

Just write down this number.

555-9195.

Go to a pay phone, call me at that number

in exactly 30 minutes.

We gotta talk about money.

We're a pair of geniuses, right?

Only if it rings.

I win the washer-dryer.

Congratulations.

The first thing I need from you

is a safe number I can call you at.

No, first you listen up!

I did 5 years because you let a cop follow you to me.

You know how I spent my time?

Figuring how much it was going to cost you when I got out.

I know how much you got off that job I did for you.

Our original deal doesn't even come close.

We gotta talk a settlement.

I'll tell you exactly.

I want one million dollars for every year I spent inside.

5 million bucks.

I want it in bearer bonds, and I want it in 48 hours,

or I sell the rights to the untold story.

I'll be in touch.

1pce697.

This is l56. Request a dmv

on California license plate 1-Peter Charlie Edward-697.

Radio: California 1, Peter Charlie Edward, 697.

1986 Chrysler le baron registered to ridgecrest leasing company.

9970 Wilshire, Beverly Hills.

Leased to Rodney a. Moody.

Yes, madam. The name, please.

The name is sergeant.

I have one of your patrons under surveillance.

I'd like that corner table next to the pillar, please.

Woman: I'd like another drink.

Babe, you can have as much as you want of whatever you want.

So can you, if you'd stop looking at me like that.

I'm sorry. It's just that I've never seen anybody

as beautiful as you.

Well, not for a few years, anyhow.

Waiter, let's have a couple more drinks over here.

Dee Dee McCall!

For god's sake, keep moving.

I'm running a surveillance here.

Oh.

Sergeant Dee Dee McCall.

Straight from the land of hearsay testimony.

Still out for blood.

I've got good news for you, sergeant.

I'm a fully rehabilitated citizen.

I shot your husband for exactly the reasons I gave at my trial.

I have deeply regretted it ever since,

and I've done my time.

You killed Diana Duquesne,

and you're gonna go to the gas chamber for it, buddy.

I'm gonna call my p.O.

I still got rights.

They're not gonna let some vigilante cop

follow me around making death threats.

You got that?

Ok, little lady. You call the game.

You probably got a wire on you,

so I'll do this in a way just the two of us will understand.

You just lost the first round, baby.

I understand why you decked this guy moody,

but why did you have to do it in a crowded restaurant?

Now I have no choice but to turn terwilliger loose on this,

otherwise the press is going to make a martyr out of this creature.

I understand, sir.

Moody has agreed to drop his complaint,

if you agree not to interfere with,

follow or harass him in any way.

Agreed?

I am not being suspended?

Bernie terwilliger will file his report, and we'll...

Evaluate it.

Moody's ruined your life once already.

Don't let him do it again.

Don't worry, I won't.

What did you get on the car leasing place?

Arrangements were made by telephone

and paid for with a cashier's check

by Howard brovard, moody's attorney.

He's one of the priciest criminal attorneys in Los Angeles.

Well, that makes you wonder, huh,

who's picking up that tab.

You can guess how far I got with that.

I know, client-attorney privilege.

Aw... McCall.

Don't worry.

I'm not going near moody.

But there are at least 3 cages I plan to rattle real hard.

Sergeant hunter?

Yes.

I'm Roger Duquesne.

Mr. Duquesne, how are you?

This is my friend and business advisor, Bert Sorenson.

My wife's children, David and Julie Lawrence.

Hi, how are you.

I'd like to introduce my partner, sergeant McCall.

Widow of detective sergeant Steve McCall.

Name ring a bell?

What is this?

Diana Duquesne's death has been reclassified as a possible homicide,

thereby it's open again for investigation,

so, you have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right, anything you...

This is the best news I've heard in years.

Are you finally going after this bloodsucker?

Julie: David, please. Don't start.

I don't want this dredged up all over again.

Come on, sweetie, sit down.

As we understand it, after your wife's death,

you inherited half the estate,

and the other half went to her 2 children.

Is that correct?

Sergeant, I will answer any questions you put to me

about my wife's death.

But I'm afraid our financial affairs are very private.

No, Roger, that aspect of your financial affairs

is not private.

It's a matter of public record.

Mr. Duquesne and these 2 young people share in the income

from the estate, which is quite substantial,

but they were equally well off when Mrs. Duquesne was alive.

Where's miss Ridley?

Why do you ask?

I want to talk to her.

Well, she worked for me after mommy died,

but then she... She kind of let go.

She started drinking, and she developed diabetes,

and she died a few months ago.

All right, thank you.

If any of you would like to speak with either myself

or sergeant hunter, you're welcome to do that in private.

Is that it? That's all?

Unless you have something to add.

No, no. I just assumed that when you asked for this meeting,

you had something substantial to tell us.

Well, I don't have to tell you

that Rodney moody has been released from prison.

He's out on parole.

You have my sympathy on that, sergeant.

Rodney moody's attorney is a man

by the name of Howard brovard. Do you know him?

Mmm, no. We've never met.

Well, look him up, Roger.

I have a feeling you're going to need him.

David, please. If you don't stop I'm going to leave.

Again, thank you.

You can reach us both at Metro division homicide.

I spoke to hunter. He said you'd still be here.

Yeah, well, I'm almost finished.

I'm on your side.

You know that, don't you?

Then why did you tie my hands, captain?

You tied your own hands when you popped moody in the chops.

Yeah, you're right...

But it was worth it.

I know what you mean.

Off the record.

Well, look. You were just starting to get in good there.

You and hunter are important to me.

I don't want either of you getting into departmental trouble.

You're good cops, both of you.

Well, gee.

I mean it.

Well, you're forgiven for wrecking my life. Thanks.

Good night, McCall.

Good night, captain.

Homicide, sergeant McCall.

Yeah.

All right, in 20 minutes. I'll be there.

Mr. Lawrence?

Thank you for coming.

Um, soda with lime, please.

And another one of these.

You know, you're a very attractive woman.

Uh, somehow I dont think that's what

you called me here to tell me.

I mean, you probably could have been anything.

Why'd you want to be a cop?

Are you doing an interview for the peace officers' gazette or what?

Just trying to break the ice.

Consider it broken.

Let's get to why you called me.

I called you here because...

Thank you. Thank you.

I called you because I wanted to have a drink with you.

To our mutual interest

in seeing Roger Duquesne on death row.

Are you always this much fun?

Mr. Lawrence, I am tired

and I have a lot of work to do,

and at this moment you are not making my life any easier.

Well, that's what you think.

You know that guy you were talking about, moody?

I saw him and my ex-stepfather together yesterday morning.

Where? What time?

It was a little after 9:00 at the house.

I keep some of my cars there.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I didn't put it together until moody called again after you left today.

How did you know it was moody?

Roger called him by name.

What did they say?

I don't know,

because I heard somebody coming and I hung up the phone,

but I picked it up a few minutes later

and they were just saying good-bye,

so I guess I missed the good part.

You're willing to make this statement under oath?

Are you kidding?

Roger Duquesne is a killer.

He even knows how to hire killers.

It is not going to do me any good

unless you're willing to take an oath.

Well, you can use it.

Act on it.

And when you get enough to put Roger away,

I'll back you up under oath.

But not before he's in custody.

Ooh!

Man: Drop the gun, lady.

I'm a cop.

I said drop it!

Now!

I.a. Has instructed me to put you under suspension.

I heard.

You're in big trouble, McCall.

But not because of I.A.

Even Bernie doesn't believe you had

anything to do with moody's death.

But the D.A.'s looked at the facts.

Moody shot your husband. You tried to stop moody's parole.

He gets out of the slammer, you punch him out.

You're found on that roof with a gun in your hand,

minutes, maybe seconds after moody hit the pavement.

The D.A. thinks you're guilty as hell.

And he's putting together a special investigative team

to go to work on you.

If I thought it would help,

I'd say don't worry about it.

So go on home.

Stay there till you hear from me.

And don't talk to the press.

Don't talk to anybody.

Hey, what do you say we get some coffee?

I'm going home.

I thought you might need someone to talk to.

Thanks, Rick. I just want to get the hell out of here.

Dee Dee: Who is it?

It's your ex-partner.

Ex-partner, thanks a lot.

I brought you a pizza.

I thought it might cheer you up.

It's going to take a lot more than a pizza to cheer me up.

This whole thing is so crazy! It's so sick!

Everybody knows I didn't push moody off that rooftop!

Even terwilliger knows it.

Terwilliger was just doing his job, you know that.

I followed Roger Duquesne into that building.

Then moody showed up.

I kept thinking, this is such a concidence.

Otherwise, I'm being set up.

Just like Steve was set up.

You know, Duquesne has a witness

that says he was in Sorenson's office

when moody hit the sidewalk.

The receptionist logged Duquesne in at about 2:08.

He was there till 3:10.

Moody made the big hit at 2:16.

Is this your case?

Yep.

You want a little help? I think I'd like

to check out that receptionist.

You like living dangerously, don't you?

Dusquene: Am I under arrest?

Hunter: No, Mr. Duquesne,

you're not under arrest.

I'm not even going to take you downtown.

But I would like to ask you some questions.

Telephone for you, sir.

It's miss Julie.

Oh, thank you, Peter.

Excuse me.

Hello, Julie.

No, no, I can't just now.

Sergeant hunter is here.

No, no, I'll call you back, later on.

Ok, the beach house?

Good-bye.

You were an actor, weren't you, Mr. Duquesne?

I am an actor. I just haven't found a script I like lately.

It's been about 10 years, hasn't it?

I can afford to be selective.

Would that be because your late wife left you an annual income

of about $3 million?

Please get to the point.

The point is, Mr. Duquesne,

somebody hired Rodney moody to kill your wife.

Now moody got very greedy.

Then he followed you into that office building.

Shortly after that,

somebody pushed him off the roof of that building.

I was also in an office of that building

when moody was pushed off of it by your partner,

sergeant McCall, I'm told.

I suggest you take a very good look

at the receptionist's logbook.

I have.

Isn't it the same receptionist who used to work for you

before she went to work for your business manager?

If you are claiming she made a false entry,

I wish you luck trying to prove it.

By the way, wasn't sergeant McCall on the roof

at the very moment moody hit the pavement?

I also have a witness that says they saw you with moody

48 hours before moody hit the pavement.

Since no such meeting ever took place,

I can tell you exactly who gave you that statement.

David has accused me of killing his mother since the day she died.

But I didn't kill her.

That's all I have to say, sergeant.

If you need anything else from me, talk to my lawyer.

I will.

And I suggest you do the same.

Thank you. Good day.

David!

David!

David!

David!

Put that down.

You killed my mother,

and you killed Rodney moody.

Is it my turn now?

You lied to the police.

You told them you saw me and moody together.

You invented that story, David.

Why?

If it'll help put you away,

I'll swear to it,

since moody's not around to deny it anymore.

I'm not going to take any action against you

for what you said, except to deny it.

You may not know this,

but I tried very hard to be a father to you.

I finally had to give up because you never forgave me

for taking your mother away from you.

Oh, you're a psychiatrist now, huh?

No, I think I'm still trying to be a father.

Maybe I should have consulted a psychiatrist.

If you are sick enough to claim

that you have seen me and moody together,

probably you need one.

God forgive me for the question I'm going to ask you now.

But did you kill your mother?

Do you mean that?

You could even think I may have killed my mother?

Until this man moody was killed,

I always thought Diana's death was an accident.

Well, it sure as hell wasn't an accident.

And that cop Steve McCall knew it.

Someone killed her.

If it wasn't you...

Who was it?

It doesn't matter. It's history.

It could still be an accident.

If it wasn't you...

Don't say that, David.

We have to put all this behind us.

You think it was Julie, don't you?

I want this to stop right here.

I've got to see her.

You can't do this.

What if she is innocent?

That's what I've got to find out.

No, I'll talk to Julie.

Even if she is guilty, we're not going to do anything about it,

except to get

some private professional help for her.

We can all go through this

if we work together as a family.

Now, that's a laugh!

We were never a family when mother was alive!

Always squabbling over my father's money.

Shut up! You just stay right here.

I'll call you.

Just as soon as I speak to Julie.

Hello.

McCall, hunter.

Did you ever find out the address to Julie's beach house?

Where are you?

I'm in holmby hills. How about the address?

Give me 5 seconds and fill me in. What's going on?

Duquesne just left David Lawrence's house.

I think he's on his way to Julie's beach house to kill her.

All right. You know the market on sunset and pch?

Meet me there. I'll be waiting for you, all right?

Got it.

You said you were going to call.

So, what's up?

It's about David.

I think he's determined to keep us on the front pages

of all the scandal sheets.

Well, I'll talk to him.

I can handle David.

Not any more, Julie.

Why not?

That man, Rodney moody,

his death changed everything.

Why?

The newspapers practically accused

that policewoman of killing him.

Not a chance.

You think that moody would let her

lure him to the roof of that building?

Ohh.

You're saying you think that policeman was right.

That someone hired moody to kill mummy, hmm?

Yes.

Someone who could lure moody to the building

where we keep our accounts,

safety deposit boxes... Our business office.

Have you told David about this?

No.

Why not?

David couldn't kill anyone if his life depended on it.

Well, I guess that leaves you and me, huh?

Roger, is this a confession?

David thinks you did it...

And he's right.

Your mother used money like a whip

to keep you and David permanent adolescents.

Permanent dependents.

I never blamed you for hating her.

But I never guessed you could kill her.

Dee Dee: Drop the gun, Julie.

Don't tempt me. Drop it.

You heard her.

Give me the gun.

You're under arrest for murder.

It's all right, Julie.

But don't say a word.

Not one word.

I'll have the best lawyer in the country

representing you by tomorrow morning.

Come on.

It is therefore my solemn and belated honor

to award the medal of valor to detective sergeant Steven j. McCall.

Signed, Donald j. Barker, chief.

Thank you.

Well, we're not on vacation, folks.

Sorry it took so long, sergeant.

Well, at least we got Steve's reputation cleared.

That's what really matters.

Not bad for someone whose hands were tied.

You know what?

Yeah, you want that pizza now, right?

Yes, I do!