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So, I called the airport in Aspen,

told 'em I was flying in.

They told me
they didn't have any hangar space.

Can you... can you beat that?

I spent $20 million
on a corporate jet

and they tell me there's no place
to park it.

So, I got a supervisor on the horn.
A woman.

Told her who I was.

She said, "Oh, Mr Calvert,
we didn't know who you were."

"Of course we can accommodate you."

"You're damn right you can
accommodate me, sweetheart,

"all the money I've spent
in your town."

I should say, "All the money
my wife spent in your town."

She keeps that
whole damn economy afloat.

I thought I'd find you here.

Everybody's wondering
what happened to you.

They won't let you smoke
in the ballroom.

The only place you can smoke
in this damn place is here.

You're being rude, Clifford.
Come back to the table.

All right.

Here, partner,
give me one for the road, will ya?

Haven't you had enough?
Enough of what?

You?
LAUGHS

That's a joke.

It wasn't funny.

BIG BAND MUSIC

Take off your hat, Clifford.
My head's cold.

Where the hell's the table,
Kathleen?

Come on, it's over here.

Pay $1,000 a ticket, they still
jam you in like sardines.

Hi. Hi.
Hey, Clifford, how you doing?

Excuse me.

Hold it right there, Seltzer!

I wanna talk to you.

I don't think we should be talking
to each other, Clifford.

After all, we are in litigation.

You made a bad investment,
now you wanna blame me for it.

Clifford, the financial information
you supplied

was misleading and you know it.

Why don't you just settle the case?

LAUGHS
Not a chance, Seltzer.

You could lose more than money
on this one, Clifford.

You could lose your licence.

Are you threatening me?

Clifford, please!

I'm just saying,

the longer this thing goes on,

the more likely it is to
draw the attention of the SEC.

And there are certain
financial irregularities...

Don't you dare threaten me,

you little worm!

WOMEN SCREAM

Clifford, what are you doing?

Kathleen!

I'm going to bed.

You're not still upset, are you?

You humiliated me.

Why, just because I roughed up
Seltzer a little bit?

He deserved it.

So maybe he did, but not in front of
my friends and not at my expense.

At your expense?
LAUGHS

I hate to tell you this, honey,

but if he wins that lawsuit,
I'm gonna take a big hit

and you'll have to get used to

those rhinestones you were wearing
when I met you.

If the SEC gets into it,
I could end up destitute.

What do you think, Kathleen?

Can you see the two of us
in a one-bedroom apartment?

LAUGHS

At that point, Clifford knocks
Howard down the stairs.

It was so embarrassing.

Clifford's such a bully.

He's not sensitive and passionate
like you are.

I wish we could do this every day.

So do I.
There's nothing I'd like better.

I'm not divorcing Clifford.

I understand. Look, believe me,

I don't wanna see you poor.
White or red?

White.
Good, cos we don't have any red.

Then why would you ask, you goose?

Don't you have a real corkscrew?
This works fine.

Are you sure that prenuptial
agreement is as bad as you think?

Trust me, that prenup is a killer.

I'd end up with birdseed.

Think there's a genie
in this bottle?

If there was,
what would you wish for?

I'd make Clifford...

disappear.

Poof! He's gone.

We could make him disappear.

You don't mean...?

Well, we could.

No.

Honey, if anything happened to
Clifford,

do you know who
the prime suspect would be?

You.

But I'm not the one who would do it.

Well, I already know that.

Besides, the way Clifford
and Howard Seltzer hate each other,

if anything happened to Clifford,
they'd think Howard did it.

They'd still look at you.

I don't care if they look at me.

They'd do a lot more
than look at you.

No, sweetie, it's either a divorce

or we see each other occasionally
on the sly.

I couldn't live on that prenup.

You don't have to convince me.

I was poor once.

I'm never gonna be poor again.

Well, being poor is no fun.
I'm with you on that one.

WATER TRICKLES
It's not that I want Clifford dead.

I just want him out of the way.

So we can spend all his money.

The money part sounds great.
Just the other part...

not smart.

Don't worry, darling,
I agree with you.

We shouldn't murder Clifford.

Instead of killing Clifford,
framing Howard?

Yeah?

What if we killed Howard
and framed Clifford?

Clifford?
Hm?

The house is on fire.
Mm-hm.

They just found the Lindberg baby.
Yeah.

Clifford!
What?

You'll be there by seven o'clock,
right? Right.

It's a wedding, Clifford.

You can't be late,
like you usually are.

I'll be there.
You have the address, right?

At the marina?

Gee, Kathleen,
of course I have the address.

I know where it is,
I know what time it is.

I'll be there, OK?

Yammer, yammer, yammer, yammer.

It's like living with a damn
mynah bird.

Clifford.
Oh, good, you're on your way.

I'm pulling into Westwood right now.
COUGHS

You're not getting a cold, are you?

I'm helping Christina with her
dress, so if I'm not at the church -

I'll find you.

DOORBELL

Yes?

I'm sorry to bother you,

but I was just talking
on my car phone to my wife.

My daughter has been
rushed to the hospital.

The car phone went out.
I don't know what's happened to it.

It went off.
I can't find a pay-phone anywhere.

May I please use your phone
to call the hospital?

ALARM SOUNDS
Thank you very much.

Damn.

I was in for the night.

I didn't remember
I left the alarm on.

ALARM STOPS

Even in Bel Air, you can't be too
careful these days.

There's a phone you can use
right in here.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

I just can't imagine what
the problem could be.

She's very healthy.

Hasn't been sick a day in her...
Yes, I'm trying to locate a patient.

A Veronica Norris. Thank you.

They're gonna connect me
with the room.

Arlene, what's happening
with Veronica?

PHONE RINGS

No, but what did the doctor say?

Hello?
She's gonna be all right?

No, no, everything is fine.

Oh, thank God!

I left the alarm on.

Of course I'll be there
as soon as I can.

The password?
Yes, it's, er, er, "Coach".

Thank you.
Can you believe that?

The doctor said it was probably
a mild case of food poisoning.

Well, that's good to hear.

Oh, I'll tell you.
Boy, you panic

when there's something wrong
with your kids.

Do you have kids?
Um, no, no.

You wanna work out something
with your wife

because a house this big...
Oh, this is beautiful.

Oh, this'll be just perfect
for kids.

Actually, I never married.

Too busy earning the money
to BUY a house this big.

My house, we just have a little
ranch out in the valley.

But my wife is always telling me
we've got to get a maid.

You must have four or five maids
here to keep this place clean.

No, no, just one.

But she comes in three times a week.

Well, it looks spotless.

I bet she's upstairs
scrubbing away right now.

No, not here until tomorrow.

Of course, yes. If there was someone
else in the house,

they would've come down to see
why the alarm went off.

What...?

Argh!

CAT MEOWS

MEOWS

ALARM BLARES

Police!

MEOWS

Anybody home?!

LIVELY MUSIC

I think I'll take a walk,
get a little air. Wanna come?

No. Anyway,
what I told this waiter was,

"I ordered this steak medium.
If I wanted it bloody,

"I'd go out and knock a cow in
the head, cut out the middle man."

Hi, how are you?

Clifford, I love this song.
Dance with me?

I don't dance.

Oh, please, Clifford,
just one dance.

Come on, darling,
we haven't danced in years.

This isn't so bad, is it?

We used to dance like this
all the time, remember?

CHATTER

Hey, John.
Hey, Lieutenant.

You want a banana?
What?

They're very healthy.

What's very healthy?
They're the best.

I don't know about above the lungs,

but this whole area here
is protected.

Oh, bananas.
You want one?

Yeah, I'll take a banana.

What have you got?
Hey, Will, come here a minute.

He was first on the scene.

I received a call...
Care for a banana?

Oh, hey, thanks. I received a call
on the radio at 6:25.

House alarm at this address.
I responded, arrived at 6:31.

Did you see any intruders?
No.

Any weapons?
No weapons.

Ma'am? She works for the alarm
company. What's your name?

Colaneri. Bobbi Colaneri.

Colaneri from the alarm company.

Tell the lieutenant
what you told me.

First alarm went off at 6:19.

First alarm?

Computer indicates
that that was triggered by sensors

in the front door of the house, sir.

Any sign of forced entry?
Negative.

We called the house,
that's the procedure.

We get so many false alarms.

Mr Seltzer
said everything was all right.

He even gave us the password.

So he gave the password
the first alarm,

then you said there was
a second alarm?

At, er, 6:24.

Now, according to the computer,

that alarm was triggered by
the panic button

on this panel.

Right here.

Naturally, we take panic button
triggers very seriously.

We called 911 and then we called
Mr Seltzer's house.

Mr Seltzer did not answer the phone.

That's probably because the deceased
was deceased at that point. Right.

6:19, 6:24.

Five. Five.

I wonder what happened
in those five minutes?

He couldn't have felt threatened
during the first alarm

because he gave
the correct password, right?

If he felt threatened,

he would give the wrong password.
Isn't that what you do?

That's right.
You think he knew his killer?

It's possible.
Did he have a wife, kids?

Woman next door says he was single.

Do you have someone we can notify
in case of emergency?

He, um, put down his attorney,
Tracy Rose.

Has somebody spoken with her?

Tried her house,
got an answer machine.

This is not the kind of news
you leave on tape.

Oh, boy!

One bullet?
Looks that way.

Yeah.

What in the hell is this?

If I had to guess,
I would say animal hair.

Hi. Patrick Kinsley,
LAPD forensics unit.

Lieutenant Columbo.
Pleasure to meet you.

It is my pleasure, sir.

Well, on first blush,
looks clean, huh?

Undisturbed.

Roger, looks like they didn't leave
much behind, huh? If anything.

No, sir, it sure doesn't.

Well, maybe we'll get lucky.

Oh, I brought some coffee
for you guys.

And Billy's favourite doughnut
is in there, so...

I'll just leave it there.

Thank you, sir, we appreciate that.

Mr Kinsley, have we ever met?

I don't think so.
The number of cases I worked,

I thought I knew
all you forensic guys.

Well, I have been teaching
at the academy till two months ago.

Oh, that explains it.

I've been racking my brains,

trying to figure out if we ever met.
Lieutenant?

When I arrived, I saw a cat.

It ran out when I opened the door.

Where's it now?
I don't know.

Locate that cat, Officer.
Right now, sir?

That cat could be the only witness
to this terrible crime.

I want that cat.

Yes, sir.

Say, you don't think
we'll find much, huh?

Oh, at this point,
I wouldn't even hazard a guess.

Right? Because with...
with trace evidence...

..you, you never, er,
you don't really know

till you get
back to the lab.

Did you just see something?

No, I was just looking over
the scene.

You looking for anything
in particular?

Not really.
Anything and everything.

A killer usually will leave
something behind.

Trick is to find it,

no matter how small.

Well, if it's smaller
than an earring, I'm no help.

The other night,
the wife dropped an earring.

One of her favourites.
I'm on my hands and knees,

I'm crawling on that rug
for an hour.

No earring. She's making me crazy.
I gotta find that earring.

Well, Lieutenant,
why don't you just vacuum the rug

and then empty the contents of
the dust bag onto a white sheet?

That's a good idea.
I'll tell her I'm using forensics

to find her earring.
Right.

She'll get a kick out of that.

OK, look, are you finished with
the body because I'd like to move it

so I can check the area underneath.

I'll just make sure
I got everything I need.

Rogan, do we have pictures
of the body?

Already done.
All right.

First thing I'm gonna do
when I get home - vacuum the rug.

There you go.
Thanks for the tip.

All right. Any time, Lieutenant.

Er, Miss Rose?!

Miss Tracy Rose?!

What do you want?
Are you Miss Tracy Rose?

I assume you are.

I saw your name
on the parking spot here.

What do you want?
I'm from the police.

Yes?
Do you have some time?

I'd like to talk with you.
SHE SIGHS

It's not even eight o'clock.
Ah, yes, ma'am.

I'm from Homicide.

You're here about Howard Seltzer,
aren't you?

I tried to call you last night.
I was in San Diego on business. I...

You have to forgive me.
When I heard it on the news,

I couldn't believe it
and I still can't believe it.

Who would do such a thing?

Well, I was hoping you'd be able to
help us with that.

Er, we think it's possible
that Mr Seltzer knew his killer.

I know he wasn't married.

Does he have an ex-wife
or a girlfriend?

That's a rather sexist question.

Men kill far more often than women.

Ex-spouses and spurned lovers,

they kill more than anybody.

Ah. Well, Howard was never married.

And as for a lover, I wouldn't know.

He was very private.

I wasn't privy
to his personal affairs.

Just his business affairs.

Well, that's something then.

In a nutshell, CC Venture Capital

submitted fraudulent financial
information.

They overvalued their assets
and, er,

omitted some significant
liabilities.

Howard got burned pretty bad.

CEO's name is Clifford Calvert.
He's one tough SOB.

If Howard had won,
then all the investors would sue

and that could've cost Calvert
tens of millions.

Er, did you ever meet this guy?

Once, at a deposition.

He had the nerve to hit on me.

At a deposition.
Oh, well, that's terrible.

He's a married man.

That doesn't say a lot
for his character.

Thank you very much, Miss Rose.
I appreciate the time.

Lieutenant?

I hope you find Howard's killer.

I will, Miss Rose. I will.

DOORBELL

Good morning, ma'am. I'm the LAPD.

I'd like to speak to
a Mr Clifford Calvert.

Mr Calvert is still asleep.

Is there somebody else in the house
that I could speak to?

Come in, please.
Thank you very much.

I appreciate that.
Who is it, Marlena?

Er, Mrs Calvert?

Yes.

Senora, el Senor Columbo.

Er, Lieutenant Columbo.

Thank you very much, ma'am. LAPD.

The police?

Er, yes, ma'am.
What can I do for you?

It's about Mr Seltzer, ma'am.

Howard Seltzer?
What about Howard Seltzer?

It was on the news last night,
Mrs Calvert.

I didn't see the news last night.
I was at a wedding until very late.

With your husband?
Yes. Why?

Is your husband home, Mrs Calvert?

He's upstairs asleep.
What's this all about?

I'm afraid that Mr Seltzer is dead.

Dead?

Yes, ma'am.

When's the last time that
your husband saw Mr Seltzer?

Mrs Calvert?
What?

Er... when was the last time?

At a party a few nights ago.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday?

Wednesday. Oh, Howard dead.
How did it happen?

It appears, ma'am,
that he was murdered.

I know this must be a shock to you.

There's just one thing
I wanna clear up.

I understand that Mr Seltzer
was suing your husband?

Oh, it was a spurious lawsuit.

My husband did nothing wrong.

Oh, I'm sure he didn't.

These days, businessmen sue
each other over nothing.

What did you wanna clear up,
Lieutenant?

Clear up? Oh, yeah.

Er, on Wednesday,

did Mr Seltzer and your husband
speak to each other?

They had words.
Words?

Words. Parties in a lawsuit aren't
exactly happy to see one another.

But it was nothing.
I see.

I think I'll go upstairs
and wake my husband.

Seltzer was murdered, huh?

That's the best news I've heard
in a long time.

Good morning, sir.

Regarding Mr Seltzer,

I understand you saw him
last Wednesday night at a party?

Yeah, I saw the little worm
last Wednesday.

According to your wife,
you had words? Words?

LAUGHS
I knocked him on his ass.

Was that because he's suing you,
sir?

Am I a suspect?

Oh, no, sir, this is just routine.

I have to file some kind
of a report.

So, if you'll just answer
a couple of questions,

I'll be out of your hair.

Sorry, sir.

Like what?

Have you ever been to
Mr Seltzer's house?

No. What else?

Where were you last night, sir?

At a wedding in Marina Del Rei.
What else?

What time did you get there, sir?
Seven.

Where were you before that, sir?

I was at my office all day. Ate my
lunch at my desk at 5:30 or six.

I got in my car,
drove to Marina Del Rei

for the wedding.
So, you were in your car,

starting roughly 5:30
to six till seven?

That's right.

Did you stop off anywhere?
No. No.

Oh, wait a minute, yeah,

I did stop at a convenience store
for some cough drops.

I had a sore throat. I didn't wanna
cough through the wedding.

That about does it, sir.
Appreciate the time.

Er, they're not Cuban cigars,
are they, sir?

LAUGHS

I plead the Fifth.

Well, actually, sir,
I'm a cigar smoker myself.

Oh, well, would you like
one of these, Detective?

Oh, no, sir, no.
I know how expensive they are,

not to mention the legality of it.

Go ahead, take one.

I won't say anything to anybody.

Well, thank you kindly, sir.

Oh, jeez.

Just one more thing, sir,

and I can't believe I forgot
to ask you this.

What is it?

Do you have a gun, sir?

Yeah, I got a 38.

It's registered. It's all legal.

Can I see it?
LAUGHS

If it'll make you feel better.

Kathleen, have you seen my gun?

Why, no, sweetheart.

Fix me a drink, would you?

Cliff, honey, it's a little early.

I need a drink, dammit!

I'm sure there's an explanation
for it, Mr Calvert.

Like what?

I shot Howard Seltzer
and then got rid of the gun?

Did you?

I had to ask, sir.

I know I should keep these drawers
locked, but I never do.

There's people in and out of here
all the time.

We had some trouble with the help.

I fired a couple of maids
and a chauffeur.

We just had the kitchen remodelled.

Workmen were in and out of here
all the time.

Anybody could've taken it.
It's not here.

I'm sure it's gonna show up.
You know how those things are.

You lose something
and then the next minute,

you stumble upon it.

Er, I gotta run along.
Gee, I got a dozen stops to make.

You know, the first day
of a homicide investigation,

you wouldn't believe it.

It's murder.

Good day, sir.

Ma'am.

BANG

Hey, Will!

Did you find that cat yet?!

Not yet, sir!

Well, keep looking!

Yes, sir!

Kitty, kitty, kitty!

Kitty, kitty, kitty!

Kitty! Kitty, kitty!

Who was at the door, Harry?

Harriet, this is Lieutenant Columbo
from the police.

The police? Oh, dear.

It's just routine, ma'am.

I need to verify
that a particular person

attended your daughter's wedding
and I'll be out of your hair.

Somebody at the wedding?

Did Mr Clifford Calvert attended
your daughter's wedding?

Clifford Calvert? What's he done?

He hasn't done anything, ma'am.
I'm just filling out my forms

and I have to report that I verified
his whereabouts last night.

So, you know Mr Calvert?

Well, his wife, Kathleen,
is a friend of our daughter's,

and so, yes, Lieutenant,
Clifford Calvert was at the wedding.

Do you remember
what time he arrived?

I'm sorry, Lieutenant,

it was my daughter's wedding.
I didn't see anyone else.

Ah, yes, ma'am. How about you, sir?

Do you remember the first time
you saw Mr Calvert?

Yes, when I walked Christina
down the aisle.

I saw him and Kathleen.

What time was that, sir?

Oh, about seven o'clock?

And did Mr Calvert
attend the reception?

Oh, yes, he did.

And do you have any pictures?
Oh, yes, I do.

Could I see them?
Oh, yes, you can.

Oh, you don't know
what you're letting yourself in for.

The bride was so lovely. Everybody
looked lovely, even Harry.

Oh!
Oh, look.

Isn't that a beautiful bride?

Yes, ma'am, she is beautiful.

And Harry. Look, he's crying.
Harry never cries.

I'm sure the lieutenant has more
important things to do

than look at snapshots of me.

Is this a picture
of Mr and Mrs Calvert?

Yes. Yes.
Aren't they a handsome couple?

Yes, ma'am,
they are a handsome couple.

They certainly are.

Er, this one, is that Mr Calvert?

Er, yeah, I think so.

That other man, my golly,
that's Ted.

My goodness, he, er...
Oh!

Er, what about this?

That's Clifford and Kathleen.

They're dancing.

He can see that, Harriet.

Ma'am. Do you think I could
borrow these two pictures?

Of course. I have duplicates.
Thank you very much.

You two have been just terrific.
I appreciate the time.

Lieutenant, will you be needing us
as witnesses at the trial?

I don't think so, ma'am.

Let me know if you need any help.

Well, I'm quite the
amateur sleuth, you know.

Well, if I get stuck,
I'll call on you, sir.

Now, Lieutenant, wait, wait.

You must help me get rid of some of
this food.

Here.

You know, I like fruit,
but how about just one?

Oh, no, no, don't be silly.

There's nothing wrong
in accepting fruit,

It's no secret how little money
cops make.

You can say that again, ma'am. OK.

A cop was at the house,
a Lieutenant Columbo.

Good.
He asked about the missing gun.

Good.

He knew about the lawsuit.
Good.

And the argument Cliff
had with Howard. Got that in.

That's very good.

I wish you'd been there.
Clifford was perfect.

He didn't try to hide the way
he felt about Howard.

He even said he was glad
Howard was dead.

LAUGHS

Oh, that cop just came in.

He's handing out apples.

I think the guy's a little goofy.

Is everything all right
on your end?

Yeah. I better go.
Is everything all right?

Oh, he's right outside my office.

He's offering me an apple.

We should meet, Patrick.

Are you listening?
When can I see you?

Not right now. Not for a while.
LAUGHS

Too risky.
Patrick...!

Call me later, OK?

No, wait! Is everything all right?

Yeah, it's basically fine.

Patrick, I know you.

Something isn't right.
I can tell by your voice.

It's nothing. It's just that cigar
end, it wasn't in the ashtray.

You don't have the cigar end?

No. I wonder if one of
the crime scene guys picked it up?

Get out to the house
and find that cigar end.

Oh, there's Kurtz.
He was at the house.

Yeah, I'm gonna talk to him.

Mr Kurtz, can I talk to you
for a minute?

Sure. Yep. It says here
there were four ashtrays.

I only saw three.
No, no, there were four.

Damn, I must've missed one.

And you checked all four ashtrays.
Yeah.

No ashes?
No, No. Clean as a whistle.

You guys want an apple?

Take one. They're good.

Thank you.

Could you give me just a moment
with the lieutenant, please?

Sure. I gotta log some evidence.

Don't peel the skin.
Why not?

Cos all the vitamins
are in the skin.

I don't waste nothing on an apple.

I eat everything,
including the seeds.

Actually,
apple seeds contain cyanide.

They do?
Oh, yes.

On the way over here, I ate a bunch
of seeds. Does that mean...?

You'll be fine.

Lethal dose for humans
is about 12 ounces.

Incidentally, it's good news,

the crime scene, is just...

It's full of identifiable
animal hairs and fibres.

I think whoever killed Seltzer
left with trace evidence on him.

Are there any suspects?

I got a maybe.

You mentioned something about
talking to Seltzer's attorney.

I did that already.
Oh.

The attorney gave me three names.

One, a Mr Clifford Calvert,
stands out.

Has he been located?

I saw him already.

Oh. And?

He said he was at a wedding.

Should be easy to check out.

I did that already.

Oh, my goodness.

You're a tiger. And?

He was at the wedding,
but it's close.

At the time of the murder,
he said he was alone in the car.

So, he's a possible.
A possible.

Good. I got the medical examiner's
report.

There's no surprises really.

It's, er, cause of death,
massive blood loss

due to trauma from a single bullet

which pierced the abdomen.
38 calibre.

38.

Did you say 38?

Why, is that something?
This guy Calvert

owns a 38.

Let's get it in
for a ballistics test.

Can't. It's missing.
He says it might be stolen.

Well, are you gonna get
a search warrant for his house?

On what basis, a missing gun?

Gotta be a thousand 38s in LA.

Er, but if we could find something

to link him
to the scene of the crime...

Right.

I'm gonna run down to records,

I'm gonna check
Calvert's registration.

Who knows, maybe it was stolen?

Worth checking, I guess.
Right.

Oh, by the way, I vacuumed the rug.

Guess what? Found a dime.

Good for you, Lieutenant.

Kurtz?!

Yeah?

Never mind.

I'll be back in an hour.

Will! Will!

Hey, Will?!

Patrick?
Oh, hi.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm just double checking
the scene.

What are you doing here?

Will called me.
He said he found the cat.

I don't know. He didn't mention
anything to me about it.

I think he's outside.

Well, I hope he found him
cos I told him I want that cat.

Will!

Will!

Oh, great, you got him!

Yeah.
He almost got away from me again.

Bring him in.
CAT MEOWS

What type of cat is it?

I don't know.

Bring it over here.
OK.

What's in the bag, Lieutenant?

I was sick about that cat.

Who's gonna feed him?
Coulda starved to death.

So, Patrick, while you were here,

turn up anything new?

No, nothing new.

Where's the cat?
I don't know.

Where did it go?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Kitty, kitty, kitty!
Here, kitty, kitty!

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!
Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty!

Here, kitty, kitty.
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

CAT MEOWS

Lieutenant?

Ah, he's lost one of his toys.

Yeah, my dog's like that.

Never forget where their toys are.

What is that, cat nip?

To tell you the truth,
that's why I came back.

I knew I saw something in that
ashtray the night of the murder.

It looks like a cigar end, huh?

The end of a cigar?

Wow.

Why, what's so special about
a cigar end?

Well, the truth is
that Mr Clifford Calvert

is a cigar smoker.

Don't you believe in making
appointments?

I was just in the neighbourhood.
I thought I'd stop in.

What is it, Columbo?

We found a fragment of a cigar

in Howard Seltzer's house.
Here's the problem.

I spoke to Seltzer's attorney.

She says he didn't smoke.

Does any of this
refresh your memory?

I told you,
I've never been in Seltzer's house.

Cigars are very popular nowadays.

That's true.

But if it turns out to be,
let's say Cuban, for example,

that would narrow things down.

They're hard to get.

Like those cigars in your humidor.
Great cigars,

but they're hard to get.

You know, Columbo,
I think from now on,

any communication between us,
my attorney should be present.

His name is Stuart March.

Well...
Here's his address...

If you feel that way, sir...

..and telephone number.
PHONE RINGS

Yeah?
Look, I've gotta take this call.

I don't have anything else.
Well, leave then.

No, no, put it all in wheat.

No, we don't need any corn.

I had corn for dinner last night.
It was lousy.

Lieutenant?
Yes?

I must say, I don't like the way
you keep questioning my husband.

Well, it's nothing, ma'am.
It's just routine.

Do you know how much I love him?

I'm not gonna let you take him away
from me.

He did not murder Howard Seltzer.

I never said he did, ma'am.

DOORBELL

I'm warning you, he's not gonna be
happy to see you again.

I'll call you right back.

I thought I told you
if you have any more questions

to contact my attorney.

You did, sir,
but this is very minor.

It's really nothing.
One quick question.

I got a note here. Um...

You said that you stopped
at a convenience store

to buy, er...

cough drops.

Er... which convenience store
was that, sir?

You wanna know
where I bought cough drops?

If you don't mind.

It was a mini mart in the Palisades

at Sunset and Pine View.

OK. Well, sorry to bother you, sir.

Ma'am.

Lock the door.

Columbo was at the house again.

He asked Clifford
where he bought the cough drops.

Whatever store it was
is not gonna hurt us.

Isn't that odd?

Why would he wanna know
what store?

Because he's scrutinising
Clifford's alibi.

What it means is that he's taking
Clifford seriously as a suspect.

Speaking of the devil and here
he comes. Call me later.

I think you're gonna like this,
Lieutenant.

I am?
Yes. I did a comparison test

on the cigar fragment

and on the cigar Clifford Calvert
gave you.

And?

I think you may have enough for
a search warrant, Lieutenant.

You're a good man.

Look at this mess!
You can't do this!

My husband is innocent!

Ma'am, I'm just executing
a search warrant.

On the night of the murder,

do you know what socks
your husband was wearing?

Socks?
What about underwear?

Are you crazy?
All right, pack it all up.

You sent clothes out to be
dry cleaned?

No, I washed them out
in the pool (!)

Fellas, any luck with the suits?

We've got 'em, boss.

Oh, good. I only need one.

Oh, that's it, the blue-black.

Don't take that suit,
that's his favourite suit!

That's it.

Mr Calvert's attorney
will see you now.

Gentlemen.

I'm Stuart March, we talked
on the phone. How do you do?

I'm Lieutenant Columbo. How do you
do, sir?

Mr Kinsley, Mr March.

Mr Kinsley.
Pleased to meet you.

Miss Kathleen Calvert,
Mr Patrick Kinsley.

Hello. Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
And her husband Mr Clifford...

Let's get this show on the road.

Pat, I guess we'd better start.

All right.

Several items were retrieved from
the residence of Clifford Calvert.

Specifically and of relevance,

a dark blue suit believed
to have been worn by Mr Calvert...

Excuse me, do you have any water?
It's on the table.

The suit was found to contain traces
of fibres and animal hair

which, upon examination
were determined to be

not dissimilar to fibres

and animal hairs
present at the scene.

Clifford, you should get samples
of those fibres.

I know that, Kathleen! You do it.

I think we should postpone
any discussion

until we have the samples
independently tested.

All right. Meeting's over.

I guess that's it, Pat.
See you back at the lab. OK.

Good day, gentlemen.

I don't know
what's so good about it.

Good day, ma'am.

LOW CHATTER

Lieutenant,
I was just about to call you.

You got something?
Yes. The hair on the suit

is definitely animal hair.

Cat hair?
I don't know.

There was a cat in the house.

I can't say for certain that it's
cat hair until I do a species test.

So it could be a moose hair?
It could be.

Look, just give me an hour,
I'll give you an answer.

What about the fibres?
Ah! All synthetic carpet material.

The fibres on the suit

and the fibres on the rug
at the crime scene, do they match?

They're not different.
That means they're the same.

No. They're not different.

Look, look, you gotta slow down.

I know what you want,
but I'm not going to cut corners.

It'll take me a day or two and I'll
have bottom line answers for you.

You're the boss.

This is the stuff
from the Calvert house.

Yeah, and it's also from the car.

Cough drops and a receipt.

What? What is it? Lieutenant?

Oh, I've been meaning to go out to
that minimart,

I keep putting it off.

Might as well get it over with.

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Er, this candy bar
says it has vitamins in it.

That's not a candy bar,
that's a protein bar.

Oh. Well, it looks like a candy bar.

Does it taste like a candy bar?

Sure, it tastes great.
A buck 29.

A dollar 29 for a candy bar?

It's not a candy bar,
it's a protein bar.

Is the manager in?

Mister, I don't care if you talk to
the President, it's still a buck 29.

I'm from the police.

OK. Um...
look, how much d'you wanna pay?

I'll give you the protein bar
for 99 cents, how's that?

Do you recognise this guy?
Er...

Were you on duty Friday,
say between five and seven?

Yeah.

This man in this photograph
was in this store.

He bought cough drops.

I get two, 300 people a shift,

you expect me to remember a guy
who bought cough drops?

All right. What's that up there?

Oh, that's a surveillance camera.
Hooked to what?

A VCR.
Is there a tape in the VCR?

Yeah.

Would Friday be on that tape?

Well, it's a 48-hour tape,
shoots a frame a second,

so Friday wouldn't be on that tape,
it'd be on a tape in the storeroom.

Great.
You still want the protein bar?

I'll take a dozen.

Oh, Lieutenant,
I got your species for you.

No surprise, it is cat hair.

And the fibre tests are good.

What about you, made any progress?

Well, I stopped at the minimart.
Yeah?

Pat, can you spare a minute?

For you? Absolutely.

You familiar with the route Calvert
took on the day of the murder?

I know every street,
I drove it myself.

Good. OK, well, here it is.

His office is down here,
he's moving north. Right.

And this first... this first X
is the minimart in this section.

Moving north, north-east,
maybe five miles,

you come to the murder house.
Right.

Moving north-west, maybe 20 miles,

this is the church where
the wedding was at - the third X.

Moving northerly the entire trip.

Northerly, but, Pat,

the minimart
is south of the murder scene.

You see it? It is south.

South. Yes, it is south.

Do you remember
why he went to the minimart?

To buy cough drops,
according to you.

And he bought the cough drops
after the murder.

CHUCKLES
After?

After.

You're saying that a man commits
murder here, right, and then,

instead of going to the wedding,
where people will see him...

He changes directions
and goes south.

To buy cough drops?
Right.

CHUCKLES
How do you know this?

Clifford Calvert buying cough drops.

Right.

Look at the time stamp, 6:35.

But he was shot 6:24.

Why would a man do that, Pat?

Why would he kill somebody
and drive five miles

in the wrong direction
to buy cough drops?

It's very strange.
It is strange.

Huh! That's very strange.

And I don't pretend
to have the answer.

Whether that clock is off, or...

But at the minimart,
there were two clocks.

The VCR, 6:35,

and the cash register receipt, 6:35.

Both the same.

CHUCKLES
I don't know.

Well, if they were both off, then...
Maybe there was a power failure!

There was no power failure, Pat,
I checked.

You did?
CHUCKLES

My goodness, you are a tiger.

Yeah. Way ahead of me.

Well, this is not easy, Pat.
No.

No, no, it's not easy.

And if was easy,
we'd just ask the janitor, right?

Well, I'm stumped.
You got something?

The only thing I can say
at this point,

knowing about forensic psychology,

when a man kills for the first time,

he can easily go into shock.

And Clifford Calvert could have
driven south to the minimart,

bought the cough drops

and not know where in the hell
he was or what he was doing.

Wouldn't know where he was?

He would not know.

Or what he was doing?
That's right.

Possible.

Shaky.

Why don't we sleep on it, Pat?

Fine. Why don't we do that?

All right,
I'll see you in the morning.

Good night, Lieutenant.

DOOR OPENS

Patrick?

Let me ask you a question.

If Calvert didn't do it,
who else could it be?

I...
SIGHS

Somebody on the list
the lawyer gave you, I'd think.

OK. But let's assume
for just a moment

that it was Calvert's missing gun
that fired the bullet.

In that case,
if Calvert didn't do it,

who else had access to the gun?

The help?

I would've said the wife before
the help.

You're probably right.

The help's no motive
that I can think of,

but the wife, she had a motive.

Wouldn't she be affected
if her husband lost the law suit?

You would think so.

We don't know a lot about her,
do we?

No. No, we don't.

That marriage... is it a good one?

We don't know, do we?

No, we don't know.

You know what I wanna do?
I wanna meet with her,

I wanna tell her honestly what's
on my mind and get her reaction.

You studied forensic psychology,
why don't you come along?

We'll both take a look at her.

I'll set that up for tomorrow.

That'll be good.
You and me together, Pat.

Three eyes is better than one.

Patrick, I thought from the very
beginning your plan was too subtle.

You should've done more.
You should've planted the gun,

you should have done something
that would've nailed Clifford.

The plan is going fine, Kathleen.

Fine? It's falling apart. Now that
dopey detective wants to talk to me!

Kathleen, listen, by tomorrow,

the tests on the hair and the fibre
will be finished. They will match.

Clifford's independent lab
will confirm that they match.

Clifford will be placed
at the scene of the crime.

I still think
you should've done more.

No. Look, I know what I'm doing,
Kathleen.

I've been working on homicides
for 15 years.

A heavy-handed frame, see,
that just smells like a setup.

Anything that's overt,

bells go off
all over the department.

OK, Patrick, what do we do now,
Patrick? You got us into this.

Me? Now wait a minute, Kathleen,
you were the one...

You said nothing could go wrong.
Look, what are you...?

We're, we're almost home free.

The only thing that could hurt us
at this point is us.

Come on.

Now, I want you to listen to me
very carefully

because when you meet Columbo
tomorrow,

you have to be absolutely
convincing.

All right?

I didn't tell you this,
but he asked me to be there.

You? Why would you be there?

I don't know. It doesn't matter.
It's gonna be fine.

Because we're going to go over
everything he could possibly say

so there won't be any surprises.

All right?

OK.

HUBBUB

Ah!

Mrs Calvert?

Lieutenant.

Er, you'll remember Mr Kinsley?
Of course. Yes.

Thank you. We ordered coffee,
would you like something else?

No, coffee'll be fine.

I thought it'd be better to meet
here instead of the precinct.

Less official,
if you know what I mean?

That's why I sent Officer Will
to meet you at the precinct,

bring you over here.

You had no trouble finding it?

To tell you the truth,
I shouldn't be meeting you anywhere.

Not without my attorney present
and Clifford.

I'm aware of that, Mrs Calvert,

and I appreciate the fact that
you're willing to hear me out.

OK, Lieutenant,
what's this all about?

You're aware of the evidence so far?
Yes.

Well, I'm gonna be frank with you,
Mrs Calvert.

Maybe this is something
I shouldn't even say,

but we have some doubts about
your husband's guilt.

He may be innocent.

I'm sure you're happy to hear that.

Yes! Yes, that's, that's very good.

And we certainly hope it's true.

But there is the problem
of the missing gun.

Any idea what happened to that?
None whatsoever.

Who else had access to that gun,
besides yourself, of course?

Clifford told you
he never locked that drawer.

We've had a big turnover
in domestics in the past year,

it'd could've been
one of them.

Ah, yes, that's very possible.

One of the help
could've easily stolen the gun.

But the fact that Howard Seltzer
was shot with a 38...

It could've been somebody else's 38
and not the one your husband owned.

Are those ours?
Yes, sir.

And unless
we found your husband's gun,

we can't prove
that it didn't fire the shot.

But if it was your husband's gun...

The thing is, Mrs Calvert,

if your husband didn't do it,

then who...?

Excuse me, er...
I'll be back in a moment.

That was strange.
It was.

You didn't just say something,
did you?

No! He was talking.

Yeah. He was saying...

"If Clifford didn't do it,
then who did?" Then he stopped.

You didn't react... No!
in some...?

I was just listening,
I never blinked an eye.

Well, then, it's nothing.

The guy's a little wacky.
I've been telling you.

I don't like this.
Just relax.

The lab reports just came in.

Cat hair and fibres
place Clifford at the murder scene.

The DA indicts and we're home free.

Here he comes.

Are you all right, Lieutenant?
Er... not so hot. No?

No, not really.
Is there anything we can do?

No, it's, er, it's something funny,
something funny here.

Would you rather stop?
We can continue...

If you don't mind?
I would like to call it a day.

Sure.
Patrick, could you, er, er...?

Get the car? Yes, of course.

I'll go find Will and I'll meet you
out in front. Excuse me.

Barney? Barney?

Could I have an Alka Seltzer?

BELCHES

HORN BLARES

Barney, can somebody
take this glass?

You've hardly touched this.

Ma'am, are you parked
at police headquarters? Yes.

You know where she's parked?
Sure do.

So we'll go straight to her car.

Going in?
Er, I don't think so, Pat.

I'm going to, er,
get something for this.

Is there anything I can do?
I'll be fine.

All right. Well, we'll talk later.

With regard to Mrs Calvert,
I didn't see anything suspicious.

Neither did I.

Lemme ask you something,

when you picked up Mrs Calvert to
bring her over to Barney's... A-huh.

..where'd she sit?

In the passenger seat,
right here next to me.

You let her in there?
No.

I'd gotten out, went around the car,
opened the back door for her,

but she got in the front seat.

You were standing by the back door,
holding it open for her...

..she saw you, she ignored you

and she got in the front seat?

She wanted the front seat.

She wanted that front seat.

My guess?

I say she gets carsick in the back.

These two...

..know each other.

They know each other well.

Holy gemmoli!

Wow!

As you know, Mr March,
I received the lab tests from LAPD

as well as your own independent lab.

I can place your client
at the murder scene.

Given this evidence, I thought
we could discuss a plea bargain,

save the tax payers a lot of money.

Plea bargain? Hell, I'm innocent!

Clifford, please,
let me handle this.

I'm sorry to be...
Good morning, Lieutenant.

Good morning.

I just dropped by...
Stop, stop.

This is the office
of the district attorney,

I'm in the middle of
a confidential conference

with Mr March and Mr Calvert.

I know that, ma'am,
that's why I'm here.

If I had a little bit more time
on this case before you...

Do you have new evidence concerning
this case? No, ma'am, but...

Lieutenant, can you provide
a valid, evidentiary reason

why I should not pursue
the indictment of Clifford Calvert?

I didn't think so.

Mr March, are you prepared
to discuss a plea bargain?

I've had enough of this.

Looks like we don't have anything
more to talk about, Counsellor.

This case goes to the grand jury
tomorrow morning.

I intend to leave there with
an indictment. Have a good day.

DOORBELL

SIGHS

What are you doing here?
Mr Calvert...

Know what time it is?

I'm not here as a cop,
I'm here as a human being.

As opposed to what, a kangaroo?

It's too late, this case is over,

I'm being indicted for murder
tomorrow.

Shut the door.
Thank you very much, sir.

I just came to tell you
that I don't think you did it.

Oh, well, that's a relief!

I'll enter prison
with a light heart,

knowing you think I'm innocent!

Where's your wife, sir?

She's upstairs, asleep.

If I want to drink, I'll drink.
I don't need her in my face.

She's always asking questions
about, er, this case.

She thinks she's Clarence Darrow.
She doesn't have a clue.

I don't need that, sir,
I just bite off the end.

That's disgusting.

I notice that you like to use
a wedge cutter.

A wedge is the only civilised way
to prepare a cigar for smoking.

Now, why is that, sir?
Well, look at this.

See that cut?
That's deep, it's angular

and it's precise.

Keeps the tobacco out of your mouth.
What do you do?

You gnaw on it like a beaver.

I don't know how you smoke 'em
after you've mangled them.

May I, sir?
Sure.

I'm gonna be honest with you,

I noticed your cigar end
before tonight.

First time, well, it was one
right here in this ashtray.

I took a good look at that.

Then up in the law office,
another one.

I took a good look at that.

So I knew that your cigar cutter

makes this type of wedge cut.

Now... this is the cigar end

that we found in Mr Seltzer's house.

Now, that's a straight cut.
A straight guillotine cut.

Would you cut a cigar like that?

Of course not!

And neither should you.
Here... put that on your key chain.

At least make some little attempt
to be civilised.

Mr Calvert, I asked you this before.

Now, bear with me.

I'm gonna go over it again.

When you got to that wedding...

..what's the first thing you did?

Went into the church.

And then?

Sat down and watched the ceremony.

Did you talk to anybody?
No.

And then?

Well, after the ceremony,
I walked out of the church.

Where was your wife?
I don't know.

Did you see the bride and groom
come out?

No. I-I was waiting for 'em,

but I ran into my friend Ted
and we had a conversation.

Big rotund guy?

Yeah. Man's in good shape, like me.

Big... big belly.

What's the problem?
I'm not sure. I gotta run, sir.

Thanks for the cigar!

You're welcome.

DOORBELL

Who is it?

It's me, sir, Lieutenant Columbo.

I'm sorry to bother you this late,
sir.

I was wondering
if I could take a look

at those wedding pictures again?
A look at what?

The wedding pictures.
It'll just take a minute.

Harriet, it's Lieutenant Columbo.

He wants to look at
the wedding pictures again.

Relax, Pat, it's off!

What?
Grand jury, postponed.

You're kidding?

They're in there
having a meeting,

they told me to wait outside.

It might be cancelled for good.

What happened?
I'm not sure.

Oh, come on.
I'm not sure.

I showed them some photographs,
that had something to do with it.

But there might be something else.

That's what I'm not sure about.

Well, what were the photographs?

From the wedding party.

You saw them. One of Kathleen
dancing with her husband.

No, I never saw that.

Oh, I thought I showed it to you.
No.

Well, this is gonna be difficult
to explain.

It would be much easier
if you could see the photographs.

Well, show 'em to me!
Gee, I hope I got 'em.

I gave the originals to the DA.
I think I made copies.

I hope I did.

Oh, it'd be much easier for you
to understand if I had the pictures.

Where are they?

Oh, here they are!
Oh, no, that's not them.

Oh, wait a minute, it is them!

All right, here's the picture
I thought you saw,

Mr and Mrs Calvert dancing.

And this is a blow-up
of the back of the suit.

Those are the cat hairs and fibres,
right? Right.

You can see 'em.
Clearly.

Right. You can see 'em very clear.

So, what's the problem?

Oh, the problem's not with
this photograph,

the problem is with the photograph
that I got last night.

This one.

This was taken after the ceremony
outside the church about 7:15pm.

That's Clifford talking to the guy
with the big belly.

And these are blow-ups of his suit.

Patrick, can I borrow your knife?

You know, they tell me
I shouldn't bite these cigars.

They taste better
if you use a cutter.

Pat? Can I borrow your knife?

Pat?

You can look through
all those pictures if you want.

You're not gonna find
any cat hairs or fibres.

Why did these pictures
just show up now?

They're the photographs from
the wedding photographer.

He just delivered them yesterday.

So, Pat, you see the problem?

The DA can't place the husband
at the scene of the crime.

No cat hairs or fibres at 7pm,

but there are cat hairs and fibres
after 8:30pm.

They're on his suit.

How did they get there?
Somebody put 'em there.

Who was he dancing with? The wife.

Whose hand is in the photograph?

The wife's.

Lieutenant?

Oh, that's her now.

Tell her I'll be right there.

The DA wants to talk to her.
The DA?

Yeah, in 20 minutes.
They're waiting for the prosecutor.

They're both going to be in there?
Yeah, both. I gotta go tell her.

You know, maybe I'll show her these.

Ah, maybe not.

Wait here, this won't take long.

Oh, Pat?

You didn't know her
before this case?

No.

First time you met her
was in the attorney's office?

Yes.
That's what I thought.

There's no prior relationship?

No. Why?

The DA was on the phone
with the husband's attorney,

when he hung up, he asked me,

did you and Mrs Calvert
have a prior relationship?

I said, "No, not that I know of".

He said, "Well, ask him".
So I asked you.

I'll be right back. Stay here.

That man across the street
next to the silver car?

Yes?
You know him?

Yes.

You met him the day before yesterday
in Barney's? Don't stare.

You saw him for the first time
in the lawyer's office?

Yes.
You never saw him before?

Don't stare.

No.

He's a criminalist working with me.

Why is he implicating you
in this case?

What?!

Get back in the car.

Just get back in the car. Go ahead.

I don't want him to see me
showing you these pictures.

He brought me these.

Take one. Go ahead.

That one of your and your husband
dancing, here's the blow-up.

That's your hand and you can see
the cat hairs and the fibres,

as opposed to this one
taken of your husband earlier

outside the church.

Here's the blow-up of his suit.

No cat hairs, no fibres.

So he's claiming that this proves

that you planted those cat hairs
and fibres.

That's insane!

I'm glad to hear you say that.

This is the cigar end that we found
at the scene of the crime.

Turns out your husband couldn't have
cut that. He uses a wedge cutter.

Patrick claims this knife

found in the back yard
of the victim's house,

that was the instrument
used to cut the cigar end.

Did you ever see this knife before?

He says he found a fibre on it

that comes from the upholstery
of a foreign car.

You drive a Mercedes?

I've never owned a knife like that
or used a knife like that.

Is there anything about this knife
that rings a bell?

It looks familiar.

So given time,
you could recall where you saw it?

It's possible.

That's good.

Thank you, ma'am,
thank you for the time.

Er, can I give you a word of advice?

In the future, if anyone asks you

if you knew Patrick
before this case,

tell them the truth.

Cos that cat's out of the bag.

That son of a bitch!

You got that right.

Ma'am, you wanna talk to the DA?

As soon as possible.

Will, let Mrs Calvert
have your phone.

She's in the judge's chambers.

If she's not there,
they'll know where to find her.

HORNS BLARE

What happened?
I showed her the pictures.

She's plenty emotional,
really uptight.

She wants to talk to the DA.

Well, does she have a lawyer?
I don't know.

She said she wanted to speak to
the DA.

That's what she said.
A-huh.

Maybe she's calling a lawyer.

Lemme ask you something, Pat.

Did you know that Clifford Calvert
uses a wedge kind of cigar cutter?

What?
It's like this.

This is what he uses.

No, I didn't know that.

But you do know that this is the
cigar end found at the murder scene.

Yeah.

And you do know that you were
very anxious about its disappearance

and you do know
that you were so anxious

that you went back alone
to search for it.

And you do know...

..that this knife belongs to you.

Of course I know it's mine.
Are you finished with it?

No.

Because if I find a microscopic
piece of this tobacco

on this knife...

..you are in big manure, Pat.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

Let me give you a word of advice.

In the future,

if anyone asks you

if you knew her before this case...

..I'd suggest you tell the truth.

Cos that cat... is out of the bag.

She phoned the DA!

DA says she'll see her right away,
we're going up now.

That son of a bitch!

You got that right.

TV REPORTER: We now bring you
a special news bulletin.

Two suspects have been arrested
in connection with the murder

of a prominent Los Angeles
investment broker.

Kathleen Calvert, wife of wealthy
entrepreneur Clifford Calvert

and LAPD forensic expert
Patrick Kinsley.

Informed sources report the suspects
admit having a love affair.

But apparently love isn't for ever

as they both now claim innocence

and accuse each other
of the murder.

We'll keep you informed

and bring you further details
as they become available.

Some news break!

I heard that six times
on four different channels.

They all said the same thing.

Hey, Vince? Can you bring me
a glass of orange juice?

Say, er, what's the story
on that perp?

They both did it, they both did it!

I told you.
You told me? I told you!

That guy was working on the case?

I was at the murder scene,

I'm looking at the body,

he comes in, "How do you do?
I'm the forensic guy".

And he was, and he knew his stuff.

How do you like that?

They were lovers.
They were lovers.

I didn't know. Nobody knew.

Pat and I, we had a meeting
at the lawyer's office.

She was there. I introduced them.

Mrs Calvert, Mr Kinsley,
how do you do? Boom-boom-boom.

That they knew each other?

Not in my wildest dreams.

How'd you break the case?
That happened right here.

That day?
Right at this table.

And five minutes later,
outside your front door.

Barney, you sit there.

No, I'm going to show you
what happened that day.

John, you sit here.

She was sitting there, Kathleen.

You be Kathleen.

I'm sitting here, you be me.

Patrick is here. I'll be him.

I'm Kathleen,
he's you and you're Patrick?

That's correct. Now, you're me
and you're talking to her.

You're looking at her.

Good. That's good.

Now the coffee.

A cup for the lady,
a cup for the cop

and a cup for Patrick.

Now, at this point...

..out of the corner of my eye...

..I see Patrick do this.

I couldn't believe what I saw.

How did he know that she didn't take
sugar instead of the Nutrasweet?

How did he know
she didn't take sugar and cream?

How did he know
she didn't drink it black?

Is it possible that he knew her?

Was that possible? No.

But... maybe.

Then five minutes later,

right outside your front door...

Vince, forget the orange juice.

Get Barney's car, pull it up
in front of the steps.

I wanna show you guys
what I saw next.

OK.

This is where I was standing.

And this is what I saw.

Started out normal.

Patrick just standing there,
waiting for me and Mrs Calvert.

But then he moved.

And that...

that didn't fit.

That's what I saw.
And I couldn't believe it.

Here's what I expected to see.

When Pat got out
and opened the back door...

..that he would stand here
and hold it open

for the lady
to get in the back seat.

That would be normal.

Why would he leave the back door
and come and open the front door?

How would he know...

..that Kathleen preferred
the front seat?

And here's the $64 question.

Why did Kathleen Calvert
prefer the front seat?

You're asking me?

I'm asking you, yes.

I'll sit anywhere, front or back.

If she's like my sister,
she gets carsick.

She feels better
sitting in the front.

You got it. That's exactly what
her husband told me.

That's the answer.

Kathleen preferred the front seat

because she gets carsick
in the back seat.

And how would Patrick know that

if he didn't already know her?

And that, for me,

is what broke open the case.

That... and this.

What is that?
A wedge.

It's a type of cigar cutter.

The way you cut a cigar makes all
the difference in the world, Barney.

Huh!