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♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

♪ I'’VE GOT TROUBLES WALL TO WALL ♪

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

♪ YEAH

♪ MUST BE AN ENDING TO IT ALL ♪

♪ OH

♪ BUT HOLD ON

♪ IT WON'’T BE LONG ♪

♪ JUST YOU BE STRONG

♪ AND IT'’LL BE ALL RIGHT ♪

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT. ♪

CHIEF GILLESPIE, YOU DENY KNOWLEDGE OF CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES?

YOU MEAN RUMORS.

YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE KNOW THOSE RUMORS ARE WELL-FOUNDED.

PEOPLE ARE PRESUMED INNOCENT UNTIL PROVED OTHERWISE.

DON'’T PATRONIZE ME.

EVERYONE KNEW ABOUT THE SALACIOUS GOINGS-ON

AT THE VAN BUREN MANSION.

AND GILLESPIE TURNED A BLIND EYE TO ALL OF IT.

BEHAVIOR HAS TO BE RELIABLY WITNESSED

BEFORE I CAN CALL IT CRIMINAL.

I DON'’T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'’RE TALKING ABOUT.

MR. OGELVY, THE CONSTITUTION GIVES EVERYBODY

THE RIGHT TO PRIVACY IN HIS OWN HOME.

THEN A HEINOUS CRIME WAS COMMITTED

BEHIND THE CONSTITUTION.

THAT HAPPENS.

WAIT A MINUTE.

ARE YOU SAYING THE CHIEF IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?

I'’M GLAD YOU HAVE INTELLIGENCE TO SEE THAT.

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE?

INSULTING!

THAT'’S WHAT YOU ARE, INSULTING!

GENTLEMEN!

GENTLEMEN!

PLEASE.

BYRON, THIS IS AN INQUIRY, NOT AN INQUISITION.

I AGREE,

AND I, FOR ONE, WANT TO THANK THE CHIEF

FOR APPEARING HERE BEFORE US.

NOW, CHIEF, ALL WE HAVE

IS THE SPARTA HERALD VERSION OF WHAT HAPPENED.

WELL, I CAN TELL YOU ALL I KNOW.

PLEASE.

CONFIDENTIALLY?

OF COURSE.

MR. OGELVY?

YOU AFRAID OF SOMEONE IN PARTICULAR?

YOU KNOW THE SPARTA HERALD

HAS FRIENDS IN THE CITY GOVERNMENT.

I RESENT THAT, TIBBS.

LET'’S GET ON WITH IT.

THIS IS A CLOSED MEETING.

CHIEF.

WELL, THIS IS A PRELIMINARY REPORT HERE.

UH...

"CAPTAIN SKINNER AND SERGEANT SWEET,

"THEY WERE THE FIRST TO ARRIVE

"AT THE VAN BUREN ESTATE.

"THAT WAS AROUND 1:30 A.M.

"THE SEX PARTY IN THAT SPARTA HERALD ARTICLE

"WAS ABOUT A BUNCH OF YOUNG WOMEN

"IMPORTED TO ENTERTAIN POKER GUESTS.

"THE YOUNG WOMEN WERE HUDDLED IN THE SITTING ROOM

"WHEN THE OFFICERS ARRIVED.

"THEY LET THEM WAIT THERE.

"THEIR FIRST CONCERN WAS TO SEE THE BODY."

COME RIGHT THIS WAY, GENTLEMEN.

YOU'’RE THE ONE WHO FOUND THE BODY, HUH?

YES, SIR.

I WENT TO MRS. VAN BUREN.

SHE SAID PHONE THE POLICE.

THAT'’S JUST THE WAY I FOUND HIM.

[CRYING]

MA'’AM, IT'S THE POLICE.

H-H-HERE. LET ME HELP YOU UP.

COME ON NOW.

THAT'’S IT.

THAT'’S IT.

WHAT HAPPENED HERE?

WHAT'’S YOUR NAME?

MA'’AM, DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR NAME IS?

TAMARA.

TAMARA POLLARD.

SHE AIN'’T WITH IT.

TOTALLY SPACED OUT.

YEAH.

BY THE TIME I ARRIVED,

THE OTHER OFFICERS WERE THERE.

THEY WERE QUESTIONING THE GIRLS IN THE SITTING ROOM.

I DIDN'’T EXPECT WE'D GET MUCH OUT OF THEM,

NOT TONIGHT ANYWAY.

HONESTLY, I DIDN'’T THINK WE'’D FIND OUR MURDERER

AMONG THOSE GIRLS.

VIOLENCE ISN'’T CHARACTERISTIC.

THE CRIME VAN WAS THERE.

THE BOYS WERE PUSHING THE GURNEY.

VAN BUREN WAS ON HIS WAY OUT

AS I WAS ON MY WAY IN,

BUT I WAS INTERESTED IN FIRST GOING UPSTAIRS

TO TALK TO VIRGIL TO SEE WHAT HE'’D FOUND.

AND ALSO TO SEE MRS. VAN BUREN.

ANYTHING?

OH, YES, SIR.

WE GOT SOME REALLY FINE PRINTS HERE.

GOOD. REAL GOOD.

DID YOU EVER MEET ANYBODY WHO YOU JUST KNEW

WAS GOING TO BE MURDERED SOMEDAY?

YEAH.

OLD MR. VAN BUREN BEING ENTERTAINED BY A HOOKER.

NEXT THING YOU KNOW HE'’S DEAD,

AND SHE'’S OUT COLD.

AND WHERE'’S MRS. VAN BUREN?

SHE'’S HERE IN THE HOUSE.

MM-HMM.

THE WHOLE WHILE THE HOOKING WAS GOING ON.

CAN YOU BELIEVE A THING LIKE THIS?

WHERE'’S THE HOOKER?

DOWNSTAIRS WITH OFFICER FREEMAN,

DRINKING LOTS OF COFFEE.

IS THIS WEAPON CONSISTENT WITH THE WOUND?

ABSOLUTELY.

AND IS THE TIME OF DEATH

CONSISTENT WITH THE CALL?

I'’D SAY SO.

AND RIGOR MORTIS SET INTO NECK AND JAW MUSCLES

BUT NOT HANDS AND FEET YET.

HMM...

HEY, PARKER, BRING ME THAT BAG OVER THERE.

SURE THING, BUBBA.

WHAT YOU GOING TO PUT IN THE BAG?

OH.

WELL, THAT'’S BLOOD, ISN'’T IT?

YEAH. THAT'’S BLOOD.

LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY WAVED SOMETHING ACROSS IT

AND IT DRIPPED.

YEAH. AS IF THEY, UH...

OH...

I DON'’T KNOW.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

YES?

IT'’S BILL GILLESPIE.

OH. PLEASE, COME IN.

I JUST WANT TO THANK YOU

FOR ATTENDING TO ME PERSONALLY.

EDGAR TAUGHT ME TO ALWAYS SPEAK TO THE TOP MAN.

YOU HAVE MY SYMPATHIES, MRS. VAN BUREN.

I'’D JUST LIKE TO ADD

THAT THE WHOLE TOWN'’S GOING TO BE SHOCKED

WHEN THEY FIND OUT.

EDGAR WAS ALWAYS SO CHARITABLE AND GENEROUS TO SPARTA.

YES, HE WAS.

CAN YOU TELL ME ANYTHING AT ALL?

WELL, I...

I ASSUME YOU KNOW ABOUT EDGAR'’S ANNUAL POKER WEEKEND.

I IMAGINE EVERYBODY DID.

AND THE PLAYERS WERE ALL VERY WEALTHY MEN.

I KNOW THEY ARRIVED THAT WAY.

YEAH. THEY CAME FROM HOUSTON

AND ALL THOSE OTHER STRANGE CITIES.

AND...

THERE WERE THE GIRLS.

LIKE...

LIKE THE ONE WHO KILLED HIM.

OH, I'’M SO ASHAMED. I...

I JUST WANT TO DIE MYSELF.

I WARNED EDGAR THIS COULD LEAD TO TRAGEDY.

WELL, I KNOW WHAT YOU'’RE THINKING.

WHY DIDN'’T I PUT A STOP TO IT?

MM-HMM.

I FINALLY JUST LEARNED TO LIVE WITH IT.

YOU'’RE WONDERING WHY I DIDN'’T DIVORCE HIM?

BECAUSE I LOVED HIM.

EVEN THOUGH I HAD TO SPEND ONE WEEKEND A YEAR

HOLED UP IN MY SUITE ALL ALONE.

IS THAT WHERE YOU WERE TONIGHT?

YES.

BUT DIDN'’T YOU EVER FEEL LIKE, UH,

JUST LEAVING HERE ONE OF THOSE WEEKENDS?

WELL, NEVER.

WHY, THIS PLACE IS MINE.

IT'’S... IT'S MY CREATION...

EVERYTHING FROM THE MARBLE FLOORS

TO THE CRYSTAL CHANDELIERS.

I'’VE GOT 30 YEARS OF MY LIFE INTO IT.

WHY WOULD I LET ANYONE DRIVE ME FROM IT?

UH, MRS. VAN BUREN,

DO YOU REMEMBER SEEING OR HEARING ANYTHING UNUSUAL

UP HERE ON THE SECOND FLOOR?

NO.

OH, I'’M SURE ALL OF THIS

IS GOING TO BE ALL OVER THE SPARTA HERALD.

YOU CAN COUNT ON THAT, I'’M AFRAID.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

COME IN.

HERE YOU ARE, MRS. VAN BUREN.

I SURE HOPE YOU CAN FALL ASLEEP FOR A WHILE.

THANK YOU.

UH...

I HAVE THE MOST HORRID HANGOVER OF MY LIFE.

I'’M DETECTIVE TIBBS, SPARTA POLICE.

HELLO, DETECTIVE TIBBS.

DO YOU FREELANCE,

OR DO YOU WORK FOR A SERVICE?

BOTH, ACTUALLY...

THOUGH I WAS INTRODUCED TO MR. VAN BUREN

THROUGH SELECT ESCORTS IN ATLANTIC CITY.

SO?

WHAT HAPPENED?

EDGAR WAS A WILD MAN.

I MEAN, HE'’D DRINK HIMSELF SILLY.

THE ONLY WAY I COULD PUT UP WITH HIS NONSENSE

WAS DO THE SAME.

MISS, BE SPECIFIC.

WHAT DID HE DO?

WHAT DID YOU DO?

WELL...

IT'’S NOT LIKE ME TO PASS OUT LIKE THAT.

EDGAR WOULD DRINK SO MUCH, HE COULDN'’T MOVE.

NOT AT ALL.

THAT WOULD MAKE HIM DEPRESSED.

THEN HE'’D DRINK SOME MORE.

USUALLY, I'’D WAIT TILL HE WAS SNORING

AND THEN SNEAK OUT.

THIS TIME I WOKE UP ON THE FLOOR.

YOU'’RE TELLING ME

YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF HOW THIS MAN DIED?

NO.

WERE YOU ON SOMETHING ELSE?

NO.

YOU WOKE UP.

AND THEN WHAT?

I WOKE UP, AND THERE WAS BLOOD ON THE PILLOW.

I SAW WHERE EDGAR WAS HIT IN THE HEAD.

I SAW HE WAS DEAD,

AND I STARTED TO SCREAM.

THEN I PASSED OUT AGAIN.

O.K., MISS. YOU BETTER PUT SOME CLOTHES ON.

THAT'’S WHAT HAPPENED.

WOULD YOU PLEASE COME WITH ME, MISS.

I'’VE GOT NO REASON TO LIE.

I'’M TELLING THE TRUTH.

I'’M ARRESTING YOU FOR THE MURDER OF EDGAR VAN BUREN.

FREEMAN, GO AHEAD.

COME ON, MISS.

BYRON, WOULD YOU CONSIDER YIELDING THE FLOOR TO SADIE?

I PRESUME, THE FLOOR'’S STILL MINE?

YES.

THEN I'’LL HOLD IT

UNTIL ALL MY QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED.

COMMITTEES HAVE BEEN KNOWN

TO KEEP MINUTES AND WASTE HOURS.

IF TAMARA POLLARD WAS ARRESTED

FOR EDGAR VAN BUREN'’S MURDER,

WHY DOES THE SPARTA HERALDCLAIM

THAT YOU'’RE STILL INVESTIGATING?

AN ARREST IS HARDLY THE END OF AN INVESTIGATION.

THAT'’S RIGHT.

OFTEN TIMES, IT'’S JUST THE BEGINNING.

YOU'’RE WASTING THE TAXPAYERS'’ MONEY

TRYING TO EXONERATE A WHORE?

WE'’RE MERELY LOOKING FOR EVIDENCE.

THE CREATURE WAS FOUND WITH VAN BUREN.

AND THAT'’S NOT ENOUGH TO CONVICT HER.

WHAT ELSE DO YOU NEED?

I BELIEVE IT'’S CALLED A TRIAL.

DON'’T GET SARCASTIC WITH ME, GILLESPIE.

NOW JUST A MINUTE.

WHORE... CREATURE.

NOW, CHIEF, WOULD YOU PLEASE TELL US

WHAT HAPPENED AFTERWARD?

PERHAPS THAT WOULD ANSWER

SOME MORE OF THE COUNCIL'’S QUESTIONS.

WELL, THIS COMPANY IS CALLED, UH...

SELECT ESCORTS.

HEY, WE WANT TO LEAVE.

WHAT'’S THE DEAL?

WE'’LL TALK A WHILE, THEN TURN YOU LOOSE.

YOU'’RE TOO CUTE TO BE A COP.

I WISH SOMEBODY SAID THAT 10 YEARS BACK.

MAY I SEE THAT, PLEASE?

"CHARLOTTE REED."

YEAH.

WOULD YOU WALK RIGHT OVER THERE FOR ME?

DON'’T LOOK A WHOLE LOT LIKE YOUR PICTURE, CHARLOTTE.

THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO.

TWO YEARS.

YOU FROM ATLANTIC CITY?

ST. LOUIS, BUT I WORK IN ATLANTIC CITY

OR WHEREVER THEY SEND US.

YOUR ADDRESS ON YOUR LICENSE HERE

IS THE SAME ONE THAT'’S ON TAMARA'’S LICENSE.

WE SHARE THAT CONDO.

KNOW WHY YOUR ROOMMATE WOULD WANT TO KILL MR. VAN BUREN?

SHE WOULDN'’T.

SHE COULDN'’T. IT DOESN'’T MAKE ANY SENSE.

HE LOVED HER.

WHAT WAS HER INTEREST IN HIM?

ARE YOU KIDDING? A RICH GUY LIKE THAT?

NOT HAVING TO DO THIS ANYMORE.

NICE HOUSE,

ORDERING STUFF OUT OF CATALOGS,

SLEEPING AT NIGHT.

YES, MA'’AM. UM...

HOW LONG HAD SHE KNOWN HIM?

UH, SINCE THE SERVICE SENT HER LAST SUMMER.

OH, HE WAS WILD ABOUT HER.

THEY SPENT WEEKENDS TOGETHER.

FLEW HER TO NEW ORLEANS FOR MARDI GRAS.

PAID HER THE WHOLE WHILE, I SUPPOSE.

YEAH. REAL WELL.

HE WANTED TAMARA TO BE HIS PRIVATE MISTRESS,

AND SHE WAS KIND OF NEGOTIATING TERMS.

HE WAS TALKING ABOUT A CAR... A MERCEDES.

SHE WOULDN'’T KILL SOMEONE WHO'’D GIVE HER A MERCEDES.

WHY DON'’T YOU QUESTION THAT GUY...

UH...CANTRELL?

HE HAD A NASTY ARGUMENT WITH EDGAR.

WHAT ABOUT?

CARDS.

CANTRELL ACCUSED EDGAR OF CHEATING.

YEAH, O.K., THAT'’S ALL, CHARLOTTE.

WHO'’S THIS?

A FELLA NAMED CANTRELL.

HE WAS A GUEST OF VAN BUREN.

HAD A FALLING OUT OVER A GAME OF CARDS.

CANTRELL.

POUR ME A DOUBLE SCOTCH.

DON'’T PULL ANYTHING. THE PARTY'’S OVER.

YOU GOT NO RIGHT SAYING THAT TO ME.

YOU CAN'’T HOLD ME.

I'’LL SUE FOR LOTS OF MONEY.

WHY DON'’T YOU SIT DOWN?

NOBODY TELLS ME TO SIT.

DON'’T YOU KNOW ME?

YEAH, YOU'’RE, UM... MR. CANTRELL?

DO YOU KNOW I AM?

NO, SIR.

I DON'’T KNOW EITHER. WHO ARE YOU?

YOU ARE?

I'’M THE POLICE CHIEF,

AND SO I ASK AGAIN, WHO ARE YOU?

CANTRELL CHEMICALS.

WE'’RE TRADED, YOU KNOW?

HIS COMPANY'’S ON THE STOCK MARKET.

IS HE OFFERING ME STOCK?

NO. HE'’S TELLING YOU ABOUT HIMSELF.

COULD HE TELL ME WHERE HE WAS

BETWEEN 9:30 AND 11:00?

HOW ABOUT IT?

VAN BUREN WAS A DAMN CHEAT.

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT YOU WERE WITH HIM?

HE WAS A CHEAT. I DIDN'’T KILL HIM.

I AIN'’T SAYING ANOTHER WORD.

YOU CARE ABOUT THIS?

NO, SIR, I DON'’T CARE.

I DON'’T CARE EITHER.

LET'’S SEE WHO'’S OVER HERE.

HELLO, CHIEF.

WELL, DALTON SYKES, I'’M MOST SURPRISED TO SEE YOU.

MY FIRST TIME.

IN THIS HOUSE?

SURELY NOT.

WELL, NO, I MEANT THE FIRST TIME AT THIS POKER GAME.

UH-HUH.

WELL, DALTON, WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED HERE?

I'’LL TELL YOU ABOUT ME.

PLEASE DO.

THE GAME WAS FIVE CARD DRAW,

STAKES WERE VERY HIGH,

AND I WAS OUT OF MY LEAGUE.

SPENT MY TIME DRINKING AND WATCHING.

I'’LL SEE THAT.

RAISE $5,000.

WELL, I'’M GOING TO FOLD.

I'’M IN.

ONE CARD.

ONE CARD, DOWN AND DIRTY.

YOU'’RE OUT?

DEALER TAKES TWO.

HEY.

THOSE CARDS WERE OFF THE BOTTOM.

YOU'’RE A DRUNKEN FOOL, CANTRELL,

YOU BEAT MY HAND,

YOU WON'’T LIVE TO BRAG ABOUT IT.

I FIGURED ON BETTING THESE,

BUT MAYBE WE BETTER PUT OUR CARDS DOWN.

GO ON. SHOW '’EM.

FOUR QUEENS.

YOU DAMNABLE STINKING CHEAT!

HOLD THAT DRUNKEN JACKASS!

GET HIM OFF ME!

WHEN YOU CONTROL YOURSELF.

CAN YOU CONTROL YOURSELF?

LET HIM GO.

YOU'’RE PITIFUL, NOLAN.

GET OUT OF MY SIGHT.

GO ON.

BOYS, I THINK I'’LL TAKE A SHORT BREAK.

-BARTENDER. -YES, SIR?

SEND THAT CHARDONNAY TO MY SUITE.

RIGHT AWAY, SIR.

ROBERT, TAKE CARE OF MY CHIPS AND THINGS.

COME ON, SUGAR PIE.

NEXT TIME I SAW EDGAR,

THEY WERE CARRYING HIM OUT.

MM-HMM.

IS THAT HOW YOU REMEMBER IT?

I DON'’T REMEMBER WHAT I REMEMBER.

WHAT CARDS WERE YOU HOLDING?

LIKE I SAID, I AIN'’T SAYING NOTHING.

I KNOW WHAT CARDS HE HAD.

A FULL HOUSE.

DID HE TELL YOU THAT?

FIRST THING HE TOLD ME.

I STEPPED OUT TO SMOKE.

HE WAS WANDERING AROUND, BEHAVING SILLY.

WHAT TIME WAS THAT?

10:30. THAT MAN CAN FLIRT FOR A LIVING.

HE WAS TRYING TO HIT ON ME.

THEN MRS. VAN BUREN CALLED ME.

WHAT DID SHE WANT?

WANTED ME TO CLEAR AWAY THE FOOD AND GLASSES I BROUGHT BEFORE.

THE FOOD AND GLASSES? DID SHE HAVE COMPANY?

YES, SIR.

THE MAN FROM SPARTA FEDERAL.

MR. SYKES?

MR. SYKES. SHE DIDN'’T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW,

BUT I KNOW '’CAUSE I SEEN HIM.

I CAME UPSTAIRS WITH SOME APPETIZERS FOR MR. VAN BUREN.

I SEEN MISS ANNABELLE AND THAT MAN IN THE HALLWAY.

SHE SEEMED REAL MAD.

HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS TRYING TO STOP HER FROM DOING SOMETHING.

THEY BOTH WENT INTO HER SUITE.

HE CLOSED THE DOOR BEHIND THEM.

I THINK HE SEEN ME, TOO.

"SEEMED REAL MAD," YOU SAID.

WHAT'’D YOU MEAN BY THAT?

I MEAN THERE WAS AN EXPRESSION ON MRS. VAN BUREN'’S FACE

THAT I AIN'’T NEVER SEEN BEFORE.

IF LOOKS COULD KILL, SHE COULD HAVE KILLED ANYBODY SHE WANT TO

RIGHT THEN AND THERE.

[CHIEF] WHEN I RETURNED TO THE VAN BUREN ESTATE

THE FOLLOWING MORNING,

I EXPECTED TO FIND MRS. VAN BUREN GRIEVING,

ALONE, UP IN HER SUITE OF ROOMS.

SHE WASN'’T.

SHE WAS CALM.

SHE WAS OUTSIDE...

IN THE SUNSHINE.

MORNING, MRS. VAN BUREN.

MORNING, BILL GILLESPIE.

I RECKON GARDENING IS SOOTHING TO THE MIND.

I'’M NOT GARDENING.

OH, UH, I'’M SORRY.

I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL.

NO, YOU DON'’T.

MY INSIDES ARE ACHING.

YOU DON'’T EVER REALLY KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE SOMEONE

UNTIL THEY'’RE GONE.

WELL, I DON'’T WANT TO TAKE TOO MUCH OF YOUR TIME.

YOU...YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU SPENT THE EVENING ALONE IN YOUR SUITE.

THAT'’S RIGHT.

BUT IT'’S WRONG.

I HAPPEN TO KNOW YOU HAD A RATHER LONG VISIT

FROM MR. DALTON SYKES.

WELL, I--I DON'’T THINK THAT'’S ANYONE'’S BUSINESS.

A MAN IN A MARRIED WOMAN'’S BEDROOM

IS BOUND TO BE MISUNDERSTOOD.

YOU REALLY WORRIED ABOUT THAT

WHILE YOUR HUSBAND WAS CARRYING ON THE WAY HE DID?

WELL, I DIDN'’T WANT MY NAME DRAGGED DOWN LIKE HIS.

DALTON IS AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE.

HE CALLED ON ME JUST TO SAY HELLO.

THAT'’S ALL.

UH-HUH.

OH. DID YOU EVER LEAVE YOUR SUITE?

NO.

WELL...

SOMEBODY SAID YOU DID.

WELL, I SAY I DIDN'’T.

I'’M DISAPPOINTED.

WHY?

'’CAUSE I'M LEAVING NO WISER THAN WHEN I CAME.

GOOD DAY, MA'’AM.

MA'’AM, I'M HERE TO SEE MR. SYKES.

THANK YOU.

OF COURSE I WILL.

THAT WAS YOUR BOSS.

I'’D BE GLAD TO BE OF SERVICE.

SIT DOWN, MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE.

THANK YOU, MR. SYKES.

ONLY HAVE A FEW QUESTIONS FOR YOU.

NOW YOU SAID THAT IT WAS THE FIRST TIME

THAT YOU HAD BEEN TO THE ANNUAL PARTY?

YES.

EDGAR WAS INTERESTED IN BUYING MY BANK.

HE EXTENDED THE INVITATION.

I FELT OBLIGED TO GO.

WHY DO YOU SUPPOSE MRS. VAN BUREN WOULD LIE

ABOUT YOU DROPPING IN?

JUST LIKE ANNABELLE.

WORRYING ABOUT MESSING UP HER HAIRDO

IN THE MIDST OF A TORNADO.

YEAH. WHAT WAS YOU DOING IN HER SUITE?

PAYING MY RESPECTS. WE'’RE OLD FRIENDS.

I THOUGHT Y'’ALL WERE FIGHTING IN THE HALL.

DON'’T TELL ME. THE MAID SAID SOMETHING?

YES, SIR, I GUESS SO.

BUT WHAT I WOULD REALLY LIKE

IS IF YOU COULD SAY SOMETHING.

I MET ANNABELLE ON MY WAY UP TO HER SUITE.

SHE'’D JUST LEARNED EDGAR HAD TAKEN THAT HOOKER UP TO HIS BEDROOM.

THEY HAD SOME SORT OF ARRANGEMENT.

EDGAR WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO USE THE UPSTAIRS ROOMS.

SHE WAS LIVID. SHE WANTED TO CONFRONT HIM.

I CALMED HER DOWN.

AND SHE FELT SHE HAD TO LIE ABOUT THAT?

CAN'’T BLAME HER... WANTING TO KEEP IT PRIVATE.

YEAH, I CAN UNDERSTAND THAT.

WELL, THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.

NOTHING ELSE?

AS A MATTER OF FACT, THERE IS.

ARE YOU PRESENTLY INVOLVED WITH ANYBODY?

I DON'’T HAVE TO ANSWER A QUESTION LIKE THAT.

NO, SIR, YOU SURE DON'’T.

THANK YOU.

ANYWAY, THE ANSWER IS NO, I'’M NOT.

AND I THANK YOU AGAIN.

YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT THE TIME OF DEATH.

LIVER TEMPERATURE PUTS IT RIGHT AROUND 11:00.

AT LEAST HIS LAST MEAL WAS PRIME RIB.

WAS DEATH CAUSED BY BLOWS TO THE SKULL?

YEP. BLUNT INSTRUMENT USED TO CRUSH THE CRANIUM.

THREE BLOWS.

ANY SIGN OF A STRUGGLE?

NO HAIR OR SKIN UNDERNEATH HIS NAILS.

COULD HE HAVE BEEN ASLEEP?

HE WAS ASLEEP.

HE WAS DRUGGED?

A LARGE DOSE OF DIAZEPAM,

COMMONLY KNOWN AS VALIUM, WAS IN HIS SYSTEM.

THE DOSAGE WASN'’T LETHAL,

BUT MORE THAN ENOUGH TO PUT HIM OUT FOR HOURS.

DIA--SPELL THAT.

D-I-A-Z-E-P-A-M.

DIAZEPAM.

YEAH.

THANK YOU, DR. ROBB. THANKS.

WOULD A MAN WHO'’S SEXUALLY EXCITED,

WHO WOULD BRING A WOMAN TO HIS ROOM,

SWALLOW A WHOLE BUNCH OF VALIUM?

NO.

NO.

HOW DO YOU SLIP A BUNCH OF PILLS

TO A MAN, THEN?

THE ANALYSIS FROM THAT WINE BOTTLE SHOULD BE HERE SOON.

YEAH, SIT DOWN HERE, PLEASE.

NOW...

WE KNOW ABOUT YOUR LONG RELATIONSHIP WITH VAN BUREN.

WHY'’D YOU LIE ABOUT IT?

KEEP OUT OF TROUBLE.

THE LIE ONLY MADE YOU LOOK BAD.

YOU DON'’T WANT TO LOOK BAD, DO YOU?

YOU BELIEVE ME?

I DIDN'’T DO IT.

THE EVIDENCE POINTS YOUR WAY.

YOUR FINGERPRINTS MATCH THOSE ON THE POKER.

THEN THERE'’S THIS LETTER

FROM ANNABELLE TO YOU BEGGING YOU

TO END YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH HER HUSBAND.

WHY KEEP IT WITH YOU?

I WAS GOING TO SHOW IT TO EDGAR.

I...

I GUESS I WAITED TOO LONG.

DID YOU DRINK ANY OF THAT WINE IN THE BEDROOM?

JUST A GLASS.

I'’D ALREADY HAD TOO MUCH TO DRINK.

EDGAR FINISHED THE REST OF THE BOTTLE.

WHO BROUGHT IT UP THERE?

THE BUTLER.

ARE YOU COLE JACKSON?

THAT'’S RIGHT.

DID YOU BRING A BOTTLE OF WINE TO THE ROOM?

SURE DID.

DID YOU UNCORK IT?

NO, THE BARTENDER UNCORKED IT BEFORE GIVING IT TO ME.

BUT YOU BROUGHT IT STRAIGHT TO VAN BUREN'’S ROOM?

WITH A COUPLE GLASSES ON A TRAY, YEAH.

DID YOU HAND IT TO HIM?

NO. I KNOCKED, AND MR. EDGAR SAID TO LEAVE IT IN THE HALLWAY,

AND THAT'’S WHAT I DONE.

YEAH. THANK YOU.

EXCUSE ME. MISS?

DO YOU HAPPEN TO REMEMBER A BOTTLE OF WINE IN THE HALLWAY

WHEN YOU SAW MRS. VAN BUREN TALKING TO DALTON SYKES?

UH-HUH.

IF YOU SAW IT, THEN BOTH OF THEM SAW IT.

THEY KNEW IT WAS THERE.

SURE THEY DID.

THANK YOU.

THANKS.

LAB REPORT.

OH, WHERE MY GLASSES?

YOU WANT ME TO READ IT?

OH, YES, PLEASE DO.

"TRACES OF VALIUM WERE FOUND IN THE WINE BOTTLE.

"VALIUM WAS ALSO FOUND IN TAMARA POLLARD'’S BLOOD."

THANK YOU.

I THINK SOMEONE SET TAMARA UP.

MAYBE ANNABELLE VAN BUREN.

OH, VIRGIL, I'’M HAVING TROUBLE WITH THAT IDEA.

CHIEF, SHE WAS ANGRY.

I CAN'’T BELIEVE THAT WOMAN PLANNED AND PREMEDITATED

THE MURDER OF HER HUSBAND.

HE LEFT A BIG ESTATE.

SHE HAD A LOT TO GAIN BY PLANNING.

I THINK THE WOMAN STILL LOVED

THAT NO-GOOD, KINKY DEVIL OF A HUSBAND,

LORD FORGIVE ME FOR PASSING JUDGMENT.

EXCUSE ME, CHIEF...

MISS VAN BUREN'’S DOCTOR RETURNED YOUR CALL.

HE SAID HE WAS PRESCRIBING HER VALIUM.

VALIUM?

WELL, THINK OF THAT.

YES. WHILE YOU AT IT,

THINK ABOUT ANNABELLE VAN BUREN.

[CHIEF] OUR DISTRICT ATTORNEY CONCLUDED

THAT TAMARA POLLARD

WAS PROBABLY GUILTY OF MURDER

BECAUSE SHE WAS CERTAINLY GUILTY OF SOMETHING ELSE.

THE WOMAN'’S A PROSTITUTE! A WHORE!

THEN WHY DON'’T YOU CHARGE HER WITH THAT?

TAMARA POLLARD WAS IN THE ROOM WITH VAN BUREN.

HER PRINTS WERE ON THE MURDER WEAPON.

BUT WHY WOULD SHE WANT TO KILL HIM?

ACCORDING TO CAPTAIN SKINNER'’S REPORT,

VAN BUREN HAD PROMISED THIS WOMAN THE MOON.

PERHAPS HE WAS DELIVERING JUST A LITTLE LESS.

THAT DOESN'’T SOUND LIKE A GOOD MOTIVE.

I THINK SHE WAS SET UP.

BY WHO?

OBVIOUSLY BY WHOEVER KILLED HIM.

STAND BY OVER THERE.

SO, ALTHOUGH MR. OGELVY HERE AND D.A. DARNELLE

DON'’T HAVE TOO MUCH IN COMMON,

I THINK THEY AGREE ON CERTAIN THINGS.

YOU FINISHED?

ALMOST. I'’M JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU

HOW THESE INVESTIGATIONS GO.

THEY'’RE ALL FAIRLY ROUTINE.

THE D.A. ASSURES YOU THERE IS SUFFICIENT EVIDENCE

FOR A CONVICTION,

BUT YOU DON'’T AGREE.

I SUPPOSE WE HAVE TO TRUST

YOUR SUPERIOR LEGAL EXPERIENCE IN THIS MATTER?

PLEASE. LET'’S TRY TO KEEP THINGS AS PLEASANT AS POSSIBLE.

NOW, BILL, WHO DO YOU THINK DID IT?

WELL, I WOULDN'’T WANT TO SAY, HARRIET,

BECAUSE WE'’RE NOT IN COURT.

NOBODY'’S EVEN BEEN INDICTED YET.

HE THINKS ANNABELLE VAN BUREN DID IT.

WHY, HE'’S ARRESTED HER.

THIS IS NOT AN ARREST.

SHE'’S HERE TO ANSWER

SOME QUESTIONS ABOUT THE INVESTIGATION

WITH THE COMMISSION'’S PERMISSION, OF COURSE.

THAT'’S AGAINST THE RULES.

ISN'’T IT?

THIS BEING VERY INFORMAL...

EXCEEDINGLY INFORMAL.

[TED] I'’M NOT PREPARED TO SAY WHAT THE RULES ARE, EXACTLY.

IF Y'’ALL DON'T WANT TO HEAR WHAT SHE'’S GOT TO SAY...

I HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH IT.

ALL RIGHT. LET'’S SEE WHERE THIS GOES.

[DOOR OPENS]

EXCUSE ME, CHIEF. I'’VE GOT MR. SYKES FOR YOU.

OH, FINE.

TED, CAN MR. SYKES AND MRS. VAN BUREN BE SEATED HERE?

SURE.

SIT DOWN.

CAN WE EXPECT ANYONE ELSE?

NOT AS FAR AS I KNOW.

OH, FINE.

NOW, MRS. VAN BUREN,

I BELIEVE YOU KNOW THIS YOUNG WOMAN

WE'’VE GOT IN CUSTODY, TAMARA POLLARD.

I WAS HARDLY INTERESTED IN KEEPING TRACK

OF EDGAR'’S BIMBOS.

THEY WERE VULGAR GIRLS WITH VULGAR NAMES.

WELL, I THINK TAMARA'’S KIND OF A BEAUTIFUL NAME.

YOU WEREN'’T ACQUAINTED WITH IT AT ALL?

NO, I WASN'’T.

BUT YOU WROTE THAT YOUNG WOMAN A LETTER.

VIRGIL'’S GOT IT RIGHT HERE.

IT'’S ADDRESSED TO TAMARA POLLARD

USING YOUR STATIONERY, MRS. VAN BUREN.

IT SAYS--"MISS POLLARD, THIS IS NOT THE FIRST SUCH LETTER

"I'’VE WRITTEN, AND I DOUBT IT'’S THE LAST.

"I NOTICE THAT EDGAR HAS REACHED THAT POINT

"IN HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU

"WHERE HIS PROMISES ARE ONLY EXCEEDED

"BY YOUR EXPECTATIONS."

STOP! DON'’T DO THIS TO ME.

WE CAN HARDLY DO ANYTHING ELSE

BECAUSE YOU WON'’T TELL US THE TRUTH.

WELL, YES, I--I KNEW TAMARA.

SO WHAT?

NOW YOU SAY THAT YOU FOUND ANNABELLE

UPSTAIRS IN THE HALLWAY?

YES.

AND THE MAID SAW YOU?

WHY, YES.

THE MAID ALSO SAW A BOTTLE OF WINE UP THERE.

WHAT KIND OF SEDATIVE MEDICATION

HAS THE DOCTOR GOT YOU ON AT THE MOMENT?

VALIUM.

THE LAB FOUND VALIUM IN THE WINE BOTTLE.

IT WAS VALIUM THAT PUT EDGAR VAN BUREN TO SLEEP

BEFORE HE WAS BLUDGEONED TO DEATH.

YOU DO THAT?

I'’M GOING TO HAVE TO ARREST YOU

FOR THE MURDER OF YOUR HUSBAND.

BUT I DIDN'’T DO IT.

WHEN A JURY HEARS THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE WITH EDGAR,

THAT CONCLUSION IS GOING TO BE

AWFUL HARD FOR THEM TO RESIST.

YOU KNOW SHE DIDN'’T KILL HIM.

CAN YOU TELL US ANYTHING TO CONVINCE US

OF THAT, DALTON?

I CAN'’T SAY.

MAYBE.

MAYBE NOT.

WHAT DO Y'’ALL SUGGEST I DO?

TELL US HOW YOU FELT ABOUT VAN BUREN.

HOW DID I FEEL...

ABOUT THE MAN WHO WAS TORTURING THE WOMAN I LOVE?

BUT YOU DIDN'’T HAVE TO KILL HIM.

NO, OF COURSE I DIDN'’T.

HE WAS BOUND TO BE KILLED BY SOMEBODY.

SOME MEN ARE LIKE THAT, BILL.

I HEAR TELL.

HE WAS KILLED BY YOU.

YOU SEDATED HIM, YOU DRUGGED HIM.

YOU GOT YOUR CHANCE WHEN HE ORDERED THAT BOTTLE OF WINE.

NOW WAIT A MINUTE. WHAT DID I DO?

PUT SOME DRUG IN A BOTTLE?

YEAH.

THAT'’S ABOUT RIGHT.

THEN YOU SAT BACK AND WATCHED

AS THE BUTLER TOOK IT UPSTAIRS.

THAT'’S HIS STORY.

THAT'’S YOUR STORY, TIBBS, NOT MINE...

BUT I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT SEEING ANNABELLE THAT NIGHT.

EDGAR REALLY HURT ME TONIGHT.

WHAT'’S DIFFERENT ABOUT TONIGHT?

HE'’S IN OUR BEDROOM.

HE PROMISED HE'’D NEVER DO THAT.

THIS IS TORTURE FOR YOU AND ME. LET'’S GO.

AND GO WHERE?

TO THE CABIN.

WE CAN LEAVE WITHOUT ANYBODY SEEING US.

AND LEAVE MY HOUSE TO THAT GOD-FORSAKEN TRASH...

THOSE DRUNKS, PERVERTS, AND WHORES?

I THINK NOT, DALTON.

IT'’S MORE THAN TWO WEEKS SINCE WE'’VE BEEN TOGETHER.

I LOVE MY HOME, MY LIFE.

DO YOU LOVE THAT FILTHY ANIMAL WHO SHARES IT?

I DESPISE HIM.

YES, AND I WANT TO KILL HIM.

YES.

MR. SYKES HAD THIS PISTOL.

I'’D SAY HE WAS GOING TO USE IT ON VAN BUREN

AT FIRST.

YES,

AND THEN HE SWITCHED THE PLAY

TO FIT WHAT HE FOUND THERE.

AND I DO BELIEVE THAT.

I DO BELIEVE THAT YOU,

MOVED BY ANNABELLE'’S GREAT STRESS,

WENT TO EDGAR'’S BEDROOM.

AND THE REASON YOU DIDN'’T SHOOT HIM

WAS YOU FOUND A WAY TO PIN THAT MURDER

ON SOMEBODY ELSE.

OH, MAY GOD FORGIVE ME...

FOR LETTING YOU BELIEVE THIS

COULD GET YOU WHAT YOU WANT.

I'’M AS GUILTY AS YOU.

NO...

THAT ISN'’T SO.

IT ISN'’T SO.

NO, IT ISN'’T.

'’CAUSE YOU, DALTON SYKES, ARE THE KILLER.

BUBBA, HERE'’S YOUR MAN OVER HERE.

MR. SYKES, YOU'’RE UNDER ARREST FOR MURDER.

ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY SAY IN FRONT OF YOUR LAWYER.

WELL, AREN'’T YOU GOING TO DENY IT?

I IMAGINE MY LAWYER WILL DENY IT.

MRS. VAN BUREN,

MAY I SEE YOU DOWN TO YOUR CAR?

WELL, YES, PLEASE.

COULD SOMEBODY DRIVE ME?

CERTAINLY. CERTAINLY.

WELL, NOW, THAT WAS QUITE A SHOW, I MUST SAY.

WE AIM TO PLEASE.

WHY DIDN'’T YOU ARREST SYKES BEFORE?

WELL, THE EVIDENCE WASN'’T VERY GOOD.

IT STILL ISN'’T.

YOU EXPECTED SYKES TO CONFESS?

I WASN'’T COUNTING ON IT.

CONFESSION COULDN'’T MAKE THIS CASE ANYHOW.

THESE CONFESSIONS ARE EMOTIONAL THINGS,

AND THEN, THE EMOTIONS CHANGE.

MEANING CONFESSIONS CAN BE TAKEN BACK.

MOST OF THEM ARE NOWADAYS.

I GOT TO GO TO ANOTHER COMMITTEE MEETING.

WAIT A MINUTE,

OGELVY, DON'’T YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY TO THE CHIEF?

DIDN'’T I SAY EXCUSE ME?

EXCUSE ME, GILLESPIE.

I'’M LATE.

BYE, BILL.

OH, TO THINK I COULD HAVE PREVENTED ALL OF THIS.

I KNOW THERE'’S SOMETHING I COULD HAVE DONE,

BUT I DON'’T KNOW WHAT IT IS.

WHAT COULD I HAVE CHANGED?

MAYBE YOUR ADDRESS.