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I think you are
in very serious, serious trouble.

[Jessica] Tonight on Murder, She Wrote.

We’re Brother Avernus Club members.

The rules are very clear.

You do not turn against
your fellow club members.

Why punish him?

It is the will of this committee

that our brother member be punished

by whatever means the enforcer
deems appropriate.

You stay away from my wife.

Don’t tell me, tell her.

The committee would like you
to investigate the killing.

[tires screeching]

Mrs. Fletcher, hi.

I just wanted to say,
I’ve been a big fan of yours

ever since The Corpse Danced at Midnight.

Well, thank you.

Oh, could you make that out to Dorris?

Dorris.

Excuse me, Mrs. Fletcher.

How are we doing?

Great, we’ve almost reached our goal.

Great.

Mrs. Fletcher, I know it’s getting late,

but we’ve got people
lined up all the way outside.

If there’s any way
that you could give us

just a few more minutes.

Oh, certainly.

How would another half hour do?

Oh, that’s great, thanks.
You’re a real life saver.

Here you go.

Thank you.

You’re welcome.

You always were willing
to go the extra mile, Jessica.

Winston.

For heavens sakes, where have you been?

I’ve been in France on business.

I just got back.

When I saw the notice in the paper

that you were going to be
here today, I couldn’t resist.

Well, I’m glad you didn’t.
I mean, it’s been too long.

My very thought!
So when you finish here,

how about dinner?

That’s a wonderful idea.

Why don’t I run home and change,

and you pick me up at eight o’clock?

I can’t wait.

Jessica, we’ve been friends for years,

and I need to tell you something.

Beyond wanting to see you again,

I had an ulterior reason
for coming to your signing.

What do you know
about the Avernus Club?

Just that it’s over 100 years old,

that it’s rather like the Bohemian Club
out west,

a gentleman’s club.

In the past, the club has hosted readings

by a number of famous authors.

Ernest Hemingway,
Robert Frost, Carl Sandburg,

T.S. Eliot, and Ezra Pound.

All men, I notice.

Some of us are fighting to change that,

and we’d like you to be
our opening volley.

We’ve convinced the chair
of the social committee

to invite you as a speaker.

Now if you come,
it’ll open the doors for other women,

both as speakers and as members.

So what do you say, Jessica?

Will you help us storm the gates?

Winston, I’d be honored.

[Theo]
Gerald Innsmouth to see you, Lawrence.

Show him in, Theo,
by all means, show him in.

What the hell is the idea, Lawrence?

That depends.

Which idea are you referring to?

Gravity, nuclear power, low-fat yogurt.

I just got a call from Nelson.

Ah.

The Sun Towers matter.

Yeah, the Sun Towers matter.

I’m glad you remembered it.

Just a little issue
of a Palm Springs resort hotel

that you and I were supposed
to be buying together.

You put a path, I put a path,

we were on the place as equal partners.

Well, I had planned to call you tonight.

I didn’t think
you’d find out so quickly.

Oh, well, it’s a good thing I did

or else I’d be out in the cold altogether.

Gerald, the simple fact is that...

you’re a bit inexperienced
to run an operation that big,

and frankly, you’re a loose cannon

prone to sudden outbursts,
rather like this.

I know you have
some problems running operations

on the scale of Sun Towers

so I sat down with the stockbrokers

and once I explained the situation,

they insisted
I take charge of the operation

and retain 70% of the stock.

You sold me out.

No, I prevented the deal
from falling through.

Come on.

Take the 30% and enjoy it.

You won’t even have to worry
about running anything.

You should thank me, Gerald, really.

How can you do this to me, Lawrence?

We’re Brother Avernus Club members.

That should count for something.

The Avernus Club is irrelevant.

This is strictly business, Gerald.

Would you be so good
as to show Mr. Innsmouth out, Theo?

I don’t know how you can stand it, Theo.

A younger brother like that,

I’d have dropped him
in a bathtub when he was two.

A bit extreme, don’t you think?

No, I’m talking
to Philip Arkham about this.

The club will see
what he has to say about it.

Where does Lawrence
get all this garbage about me

having problems running a resort?

That is utter bilge!

I’m afraid I’m not privy
to his sources or his thoughts.

I can only ask you to be patient.

Others beyond yourself
are having difficulties

with him at present.

I have confidence
that things will work out in the future.

Good day, Gerald.

[Jessica] "Serene and confident,
Robert Connor smiled

as he waited for the police.

He had thought his crime through
with machine-like precision.

If there were indeed such a thing
as a perfect crime,

then surely this was it.

And so he sat and smiled

until he glanced at his wine glass,

the one he had taken
to celebrate his victory

and realized
from the faint lipstick smears

that it was not his,

but the identical glass
he had poured for Charlene.

He had washed the wrong one.

How much poison was left
in the glass, he wondered.

Surely not enough to...

When the police arrived,
they found Robert Connor

sitting in his chair, smiling.

The smile frozen on his face
in a rictus of death.

And they wondered...

what a dead man
could possibly find so amusing."

Jessica, that was absolutely wonderful.

Well, thank you, Winston.

I would like to introduce you
to the president

of the Avernus Club, Philip Arkham.

Philip, Jessica Fletcher.

A pleasure.

Thank you.

This is one of our newer members,
Edward Dunsany.

Dunsany.

Oh, it’s the Dunsany Vineyards, isn’t it?

I enjoy your work.

When Winston here said
he knew you personally,

I knew we had to have you.

A guest speaker
from the distaff gender is way overdue.

Well, I was awfully pleased to be selected

and if I can open the door
for others, all the better.

You know, in the very spot
you are standing,

Ernest Hemmingway read,

Hills Like White Elephants

for the first time anywhere.

Never did understand
what the hell he was talking about.

Good reading though.

Oh, so I hear.

Well, I’ve got to get back to my wife.

A fine reading, Mrs. Fletcher.

Hemmingway could've learned a lot.

Thank you.

White elephants, darndest thing...

If you’ll excuse me.

What the hell do you think you’re doing?

I was just having a conversation.

It’s nothing you’d be interested in,

you know, it’s weather, clothing, sports.

We’re going home,
go get your coat.

-But we just...
-Now.

I’m warning you, Lawrence.
You stay away from my wife.

Don’t tell me, tell her.
She invited me over.

Not true.

Oh, no, no, of course. You’re right.

It couldn’t possibly be true.

But then again, you’re spending

an awful lot of time
on the vineyards lately,

aren’t you, Edward?

What’s that supposed to mean?

Well, just that I hear
that you’re pressing

a lot more than grapes

on those long trips to California.

She’s a very fine year, Edward.

You can’t keep her locked up

in the wine cellar forever, you know.

Well, I don’t know about you,
but I had a good time.

Oh, it was perfect, thank you.

Mr. Devermore,
I was told to give you this.

Is everything all right?

Everything’s fine.

For a moment,

we didn’t think
you were going to show.

I almost didn’t make it.

Told you before,
I don’t want any part of this.

Yes, you did.

Now please sit down.

We have considerable work ahead of us.

I don’t understand
what there is to debate.

Lawrence Cayle is out of control.

He has to be made an example.

I agree, but the rules are very clear.

You do not turn
against your fellow club members.

Which is exactly what he did to me.

Do you have any idea

what this organizational
rearrangement cost me?

I spent 50...

Gerald, Gerald, sit down.

You have been harmed, granted.

And you’re not the only one
who is acting outrageously,

but what we must decide

is whether his actions
are sufficiently outrageous

to require sanction.

But why a sanction?
Why punish him?

If he’s a pain in the neck,
why not just expel him?

Because to expel is to eliminate
any hope of future influence.

At some point,
we may need him or he will need us.

Bankers need stockbrokers,

who need developers who need bankers.

We’re all interdependent.

Every once or so often,
one of our members goes rogue

and he has to be reminded of that reality.

You’ve heard all the reports
we’ve heard from Edward here,

and I must agree
that the incident of Edward’s wife is,

at best, inappropriate.

It’s more than inappropriate.

Edward, please.

I’m too old for redundancy.

Are there any other new charges
to be added?

Good. We’ll proceed.

The committee will now vote

on the matter of Lawrence Cayle.

We vote a black marble for guilty

a white marble for innocent.

If he is found guilty,
he will be sanctioned

in order that the committee
may register

its collective displeasure.

Lisa.

Proceed to take the vote.

The vote is 4 to 1, guilty.

It is the will of this committee

that our brother member be punished

by whatever means
the enforcer deems appropriate.

His business ventures may be harmed,

he may be fined,

certain private endeavors
may be revealed to the public.

-If necessary...
-No!

Wait. I’m sorry, but this is nuts.

Look at us, sitting here
like judge, jury, and executioner

all rolled up into one.

Oh, the task is unpleasant,

but necessary, it’s the way
things are always done.

Yeah, I’ve had it
with the way things are done.

If you want to play this game, fine.

Count me out.

He’ll come back. They always do.

Lisa, let’s proceed.

In accordance with tradition,

whoever chooses the gold marble

will enforce the will of the committee.

No one will know who that is

and he alone will determine
the appropriate punishment.

The selection has been made.

No one is to speak of this meeting

or reveal the results of the vote.

This meeting
of the committee is concluded.

Jessica, would you excuse me a moment?

Mrs. Fletcher, I so enjoyed your reading

at the club the other night.

Well, thank you, Mr....

Cayle, Theodore Cayle.

Oh, yes, of course.

Isn’t that your brother
talking to Winston?

Yes, I suppose it is.

Well, don’t you know?

Well, does any of us
really know anyone else?

Well, I suppose you have a point there.

However, I think I know
when I am being

deliberately distracted
and you’re very good at it.

I’ve had a lifetime in training.

It is just a simple conversation,
business.

Nothing you need
to trouble yourself with.

Of course.

Simple, boring, business conversations

always require a smokescreen.

It’s been a great pleasure.

Good evening.

Pull!

[applause]

You’re up.

Pass. I’m gonna talk to someone.

Well, that’s too bad.

You should take
your best shot now, while you still can.

[man] Pull!

[gunshot]

Mmm, Lawrence, try the pate.

It’s quite good,
much lighter than last time.

Philip, I know there was a meeting
of the committee

the other night,
and I know it was about me.

Nonsense. Whatever gave you that idea?

Let’s just say that I’ve got my sources,

and I want to know what’s going on.

Lawrence, you are as familiar
with the rules as anyone else.

Meetings of the committee

are held in strictest confidence.

Right.

It’s fine to conspire against somebody
behind his back.

But you don’t have the guts
to do it face to face?

I’m sure I don’t know
what you’re talking about.

[lightning crashing]

Is it ever going to let up out there?

Well, you know, the record
is 40 days and 40 nights.

Better tell the kitchen
to start serving smaller portions.

It’s too bad you weren’t here

for the trapshooting tournament.

I managed very well, thank you.

Excuse me.

Have you seen Mr. Arkham anywhere?

I think I saw him in the Hermes room

with Harcourt a little while ago.

Jessica, this is Lisa Sutton,

Philip Arkham’s personal secretary.

Lisa, Jessica Fletcher.

It’s a pleasure. Oh.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah. I think so.

Oh. It’s sopping wet!

Oh, the rain must've gotten into it.

Well, don’t panic.

I’ve had this very same thing happen

and they can be repaired.

I better go find Mr. Arkham.

Mr. Cayle, I was told to give this to you.

What is it?

Nothing, absolutely nothing
you need to worry about, Theo.

They think they can hurt me.
Fine, let them try.

They need me a lot more than I need them.

Shall I bring your car around,
Mr. Devermore?

Yes, thanks.

By the way, do you know
if Theo Cayle has left yet?

Ah, I think I saw him drive
away a little while ago.

At least his space is empty.

All right, thank you.

Is there a problem?

No, no.

Something’s bothering me,

I wanted to talk to him about it.

It’s nothing that can’t wait till morning.

Hmm.

Hello?

[clock chiming]

Anybody home?

[snickers]

Hello! Hey.

OK, come on out. Come on.

Olly olly oxen free!

Oh.

I should’ve known.

You got no guts, any of you!

Ah, at last.

Now who do we have here?

Who got the odious job
of being the big bad enforcer?

Well, well.

What do you know?

[chatter on police radio]

Jessica.

Oh, Winston.

I came as soon as I got your call.

When did this happen?

I’m not sure, sometime last night.

The body wasn’t discovered

until the cleaning staff
arrived this morning.

Well, we’re all done in there

Mr. Devermore, Winston Devermore.

Lieutenant Tartarus,
this is Jessica Fletcher.

The writer, right?

Correct.

I don’t think you’re going to get

much of a story
out of this one.

Pretty straightforward.

Shouldn’t be too difficult
to figure out who the killer is.

Oh, why do you say that, Lieutenant?

The victim was shot
at close range with a shotgun.

All we need to find out
is who the gun belongs to.

I’m afraid
that’s going to be very difficult.

The club owns about 20 shotguns.

We use them for trapshooting.

Everyone here has access to them.

Well, that’s not a problem.

We’ll just have to nuke everybody.

Excuse me?

Nuke.

Short for neutron activation test.

It checks for antimony and barium,

both of which stick around

a lot longer
than any gunpowder residue.

So, we’ll just nuke
all the members of the club

and see who fired a gun
in the last 24 hours.

Lieutenant, are you aware

that there was
a trapshooting contest here yesterday?

No, why?

Well, it occurred to me

that since quite a number
of the members took part,

they’ll all test positive.

Well, like I said,
this is going to be difficult.

If I need anything else, I’ll be in touch.

Oh, Winston, I’m so sorry.

Thank you.

One question though...

Why did you want
to get me here so quickly?

Well, I...

Mrs. Fletcher, Mr. Devermore,

the committee
would like to see you, both of you.

Let me see if I have this right.

The five of you met to vote

on whether or not
Lawrence Cayle should be punished.

Sanctioned.

Sanctioned...

for his actions against
members of the committee.

You found him guilty, 4 to 1,

and one of you was selected as enforcer

to administer the punishment.

That’s correct.

And you don’t know

which one of you
was selected to be the enforcer.

Correct.

Our guess is that whoever it was, he...

Well, he got out of control.
He went too far.

Perhaps there was a struggle

and it was an accident.

Maybe whichever one of us did it

planned to kill Lawrence all along

knowing the rest of us
would have to go along

with the cover-up or disgrace the club,

or be indicted ourselves.

Gentlemen, I...
I don’t really know how to tell you this,

but in my opinion,

I think you are
in very serious, serious trouble.

This is exactly what I was afraid of.

I knew that the sanctioning business

would get out of control
one of these days.

I don’t know
which one of you did it, but whoever...

How do you know
it was one of us, what about you?

I left before the enforcer
was selected, remember?

Oh, yes.
Wasn’t that quite convenient?

Now what are you trying to imply?

Now, wait a minute, all of you.

Nothing will be accomplished

by slinging wild accusations
at one another.

I mean, you’re all in this together.

If one of you did kill Lawrence Cayle,

a jury
might find you all guilty of conspiracy.

Unless we take some action on our own

to bring the killer to justice,

and that’s where you come in,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Tell her, Winston.

The committee would like you
to investigate the killing.

Philip sensed that whole lives,
careers could be ruined

if the police find out about the sanction

before we can give them the killer.

They just wouldn’t understand.

All right.

I will look into the matter,
but on one condition.

That as soon as we can identify
the killer,

if we can, we turn
everything over to the police

including what you have told me
about the sanction.

Agreed.

You know, it’s a very curious dilemma.

If what you told me is true,

then I’m commissioned by a group

that very likely includes
the killer himself.

I’ve heard enough of this nonsense.

The rest of you
may be content to go along

with this inquisition, but I’m not.

Edward, please.

No, I won’t have an outsider
digging around in my life.

The rest of you do
whatever you want to do,

just leave me out of it.

Well, Mrs. Fletcher.

Looks like you got
your work cut out for you.

[Winston] Makeup
of the committee changes each year

to make sure no one
gets a monopoly on power.

When my tenure ended,

I was going to remove myself
from the list.

There’s just something not right about it,

about people who think they,

that only they can police each other.

You shouldn’t blame yourself, Winston.

After all, you didn’t know
this was going to happen.

But what’s done is done.

Now we have to focus
on finding the killer.

That’s strange.

Who was that?

It was Harcourt.

What was he doing here?

[knocking on door]

Mrs. Fletcher to see Mr. Cayle.

Please come in.

Mr. Cayle will be right down.

Thank you.

Well, thank you
for driving me out, Winston.

I think that I should talk
to Theo alone for a while.

Because I’m a suspect, right?

And you don’t want me
to hear what he might say?

Well, let’s just say
that I’ll feel more comfortable.

But don’t worry about me,
I’ll take a cab back to town.

All right, see you later.

All right.

Harcourt, it’s me.

We have to talk as soon as possible.

Four o’clock, all right.

And, Harcourt, tell no one.

Do you have any idea

who he might've been going to meet
last night?

None.

Lawrence was a very private man.

I...I knew something was up,
but he didn’t elaborate.

When I went up to bed
last night about 10,

he said he was gonna stay up,

get some work done.

Told me he’d see me in the morning.

That’s the last I saw of him.

Yes, I’m sorry.

We were a perfect team, Lawrence and I.

He had a fantastic mind
for business, but no diplomacy.

I’ve always been politic,

but whenever I tried
to run a business,

I always failed miserably.

So he ran
the business end of things while you...

Picked up after him.

Not that it was any small task, mind you.

But I was happy to do it.

Well, I’ve taken up enough of your time.

If there’s a phone I could use,
I’d like...

No, no.

Let me give you a lift into town.

Oh, no. That’s not necessary.

I know, but, I’ve been inside
since yesterday afternoon.

The air would do me good.

All right, thank you.

By the way, one last question,

as Winston and I were driving in,

we noticed Harcourt Fenton driving away.

Unless I’m mistaken,
he's a member of the committee.

Do you know what he was doing here?

He came to offer his condolences.

Polite gesture, but it’s hard
to accept condolences

from someone who could be the killer.

[Mr. Arkham]
You wanted to see me, Lieutenant?

That’s right, Mr. Arkham.

I’d like to...I’d like to ask you
something about the committee.

Just a moment.

Elizabeth, would you
put through that call?

Thank you.

Sorry, Lieutenant, you were saying?

We’ve had a tip
about your little in-group,

something about an enforcer

who was supposed
to punish Lawrence Cayle.

Really?

Here’s another revelation,
I checked and it seems like

the Avernus Club gets
a good chunk of Cayle’s will.

Since you pretty much run things here,

that makes you a prime suspect.

Does it?

How interesting.

I...I’ve never been a suspect before.

Yeah, well,
there’s a first time for everything.

Frankly, I can’t think of one good reason

why I shouldn’t arrest
the whole bunch of you right now

for conspiracy to murder, can you?

As it so happens, I believe I can.

[phone ringing]

Yes.

Very good, put him on.

Hello, Commissioner.

How are you?

And the wife?

Wonderful.

Well, I’m fine, thanks.

Yes, he’s right here.

It’s for you.

You know he isn’t gonna like this.

Well, this has gone too far.

We’ll do what we have to.

I know, it’s just...

What? What’s wrong?

Brakes...

The brakes are out.

[tires screeching]

[Tartarus]
Can we talk to him?

[doctor]
Yes, but not for very long.

He’s out of danger,

but I don’t want to take any chances.

Winston.

Mr. Devermore? Mr. Devermore,

there’s some people here to see you.

Jessica, I had a dream.

We were dancing.

Later, Winston.

When you get back on your feet,

which is going to be very soon.

What about Harcourt?

Did he make it?

I don’t know.

[Tartarus] Mr. Devermore,
I know this isn’t a good time for you,

but I need to ask you some questions.

We checked the car, and the brake lines

were definitely cut.

Now do you know anyone

who'd want to hurt you
or Harcourt Fenton?

I’m sorry.

Can you tell us what happened?

Where were you going with Harcourt?

To see Philip.

We wanted to tell the police
about the committee.

Looks like someone
didn’t want you to talk to us.

I never liked Lawrence,

but I never wanted to see him killed.

I was the only one
that voted that he was innocent.

One white marble, four black.

Looks like the sedative
is starting to kick in.

I’m sorry,
but I’m gonna have to ask you to go now.

All right.

Dr. Clarke, there’s been a problem.

Someone broke into a locker
where we kept the patient’s

clothing and personal belongings.

Which patient?

This one.

Well, what exactly was taken?

Well, everything.

You see, when we have
a patient in the ER room,

we put all their personal belongings
in one place.

Whoever did this
broke into another locker as well,

but as far as we know,
nothing was taken.

Why would someone
want to steal his clothes?

If it was his effects
they were looking for.

You said another locker
had been broken into?

That’s right.

We’d used it temporarily
to put the effects

of the other patient, Harcourt Fenton.

But Harcourt’s effects were bagged

and sent down to the coroner’s office

as soon as...
As soon as he was declared dead.

Unless the thief did not know

that the material had been transferred.

Could we take a look
at those effects, Lieutenant?

Sure, come on.

Thanks.

[Tartarus] Anything?

No, nothing out of the ordinary.

Same here.

The guy didn’t even carry any cash.

I guess he didn’t have to, huh?

The marble, let’s put it
with the rest of the stuff.

I think we can be pretty sure

that nobody killed
Harcourt Fenton for a marble.

I’m not so sure about that, Lieutenant.

Not so sure at all.

One white and four black marbles.

Excuse me?

What Winston said in the hospital...

When the committee voted
to sanction Lawrence Cayle,

the vote was four black marbles
and one white.

He said his was the white vote.

Which means what?

Which means that our killer
has been very, very careful.

This has been planned
to the last detail, except for this.

And we have to be just as careful

if we’re going to prove it.

Now first, we need the records
of every local taxi company.

Lieutenant, do you have
any social plans for this evening?

Should I cancel them?

I think it might be wise.

Mr. Dunsany.

Yes.

Oh.

Thank you.

Mr. Innsmouth.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Ah, looks like the gang’s all here.

Please, have a seat, Mr. Innsmouth.

How much do you all know
about firing squads?

I know better
than to get in front of them...

Well, there are generally six men
in a firing squad.

It’s a very difficult job

knowing you have to kill a man.

As a result, five of the guns are loaded

with live ammunition,

one of the guns contains blanks,

and no one on the firing squad
is told which is which.

Mrs. Fletcher,
this is all quite fascinating,

but what does it have to do

with the murder
of Lawrence Cayle?

More than you might suspect.

Lieutenant.

Please come inside.

The night of the vote,

each of you were given two marbles

to use in voting on Lawrence Cayle’s...

guilt or innocence.
One black and one white.

A marble like this one

which we retrieved today

from Harcourt Fenton’s personal effects.

If your vote was to sanction,

then you dropped in a black marble.

If you found Lawrence innocent,

you were to vote a white marble.

You were instructed
not to discuss your votes

with anyone else.

That changed this afternoon.

Winston Devermore
mentioned that he voted white, innocent.

Which means that we have a dilemma

because it is physically impossible

for Harcourt
to have walked out of that meeting

with a black marble unless
he had also voted white.

But then, if that’s true,

there must have been
at least two white marbles, not one.

Unless someone had altered the count,

someone who stacked a vote toward guilty,

but left in one white marble knowing...

that as with the firing squad,
anyone who voted innocent

would assume that it was his.

Someone who couldn’t take a chance
that Lawrence

might be found innocent.

Only one person
was in a position

to change the results.
Isn’t that correct, Lisa?

I... No. I...

Well, then allow me to elaborate.

At every meeting,

the votes are collected in the same pouch,

but you altered the pouch
to form a separate compartment

and planted marbles inside.

You then collected
every member’s vote as usual.

Instead of the real vote,

you revealed the one you had planted.

Four black, one white.

That’s not true.

Yes, it is, Lisa.

We took the liberty of checking the pouch

and found the alterations.

The oldest game in the world
and we fell for it.

Yes, but that still doesn’t tell us

who the killer is.

Because that’s only half the story.

Now the other half involves
the selection of the enforcer.

Now the process was much the same.

Whoever picked the one gold marble

out of the bag was the enforcer.

But Lisa here carefully
palmed the gold marble

so that it was
never inside the bag at all.

Each of you assumed that the other

had gotten the gold marble

and had been selected the enforcer,

but of course in reality,
none of you got it.

Then there was no enforcer.

Oh, there was an enforcer all right,

but he wasn’t in the room.

He wasn’t even a member of the committee.

You all suspected each other
without cause.

The enforcer...

was Theo Cayle, Lawrence’s brother.

This is nonsense.

No, Theo,

it was you who told Lawrence

that Gerald’s businesses weren’t run well,

you who suggested to Gerald and others

that Lawrence
was having some problems of his own,

you who lured your brother

into the room with Edward’s wife,

all so you could have him brought up

before the committee.

And when that happened,
he was as good as dead.

But I was nowhere near the club
when Lawrence was killed.

Everyone saw me driving away.

No, they saw your car leave.

Driven by Lisa.

I remembered when she arrived
at the party last night,

her shoes were soaking wet from the rain,

but every one entering or leaving

was carefully kept dry by the valets.

The only way her shoes could've gotten wet

would be
if she was dropped off near the club

and walked the rest of the way.

Later, she got in your car,
leaving everyone to assume

that you had gone home.

I realized that someone else
had been driving your car

when you had to push the seat back.

It had been adjusted to accommodate Lisa.

You then waited for Lawrence

and when he arrived
that night, you killed him.

[lieutenant]
We checked the cab company,

and they have a record of picking up

someone matching your description

three blocks from here,
less than an hour after the murder.

You wanted control
of his estate, $2 billion.

You resented his success,

resented being shoved into the background,

cleaning up his mess.

As for Harcourt, Jessica
told me he came to your house

to offer condolences.

He probably brought
the marble along to prove

he voted innocent.

So you killed him
to eliminate the evidence

that the vote had been tampered with.

By severing
the brake line of his sports car.

Harcourt too? But you didn’t tell me.

Be quiet.

I swear.

I didn’t know what he was gonna do.

He just gave me $10,000 to switch the vote

and drive his car home.

He said it was a gag, that’s all.

And then when Lawrence
was killed, he threatened me.

He said that we’d both
be up for murder, but I didn’t know.

I swear it.

I didn’t know.

I can’t thank you enough
for all your help, Jessica.

Your being up and around
is the only thanks I need.

You know, you really had us worried

for a while there, Winston.

I was a little worried myself
to tell you the truth.

By the way, I spoke
to Philip Arkham this morning.

Lisa has agreed to testify against Theo

in return for a reduced charge,

and he’s decided to disband the committee.

Well, I have to tell you, I’m glad.

Oh, you should be.

You certainly had a hand in it.

Which brings us back
to the question of repayment.

Winston, please.

I was thinking about dinner
at this little place I know.

I know, you mean
a big, fancy uptown restaurant

with a big band, music, and dancing...

No, absolutely not.

I mean a real, honest,
quiet little restaurant,

very quaint... in Scotland.

I’ve already made the reservations.

We can swing by your apartment,

pick up your passport,

and be on my plane in half an hour.