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days Paul. Yeah.

I'm going to live.

Does he know? No, I'm going to wait till we
get back to town. I want my attorney to handle

it.

And you, Paul? I'm not sure. I'm still in a
state of shock, I guess. We've been here, what,

almost two weeks, and I still can't get over
it. Being surprised. And Linda will probably

do what she wants. She always does. And take
what she wants.

It was stupid of me to think if I swallowed
my pride and I fought for it, I...

What? You know, it's funny. I always wondered
if it was really only the money Jefferson loved

with. Well, I don't have that problem. Hey.

I knew when Linda met-

So in a way, I'm kind of getting what I asked
for. Well, I'm tired of thinking about it,

talking about it. How about a dip? No, no, no.

Did you say? Yes. Well, it'll take a while for
the ambulance to get there. But I guess there's

no big hurry. Your wife is dead.

since we got here you know she and this Jeff
Brayden he's the man well and seen a lot of

each other and

Yeah.

He was right there.

could she have gone? You're sure he was dead?
Yeah, he had to be. What do you mean, had to

be? Where are the beer cans?

way.

She was in hysterics. She... Okay. Now, he went
down where? Right there, right there. And your

wife was...

She practiced every day since we got here, almost
two weeks now. Brayden, Brayden was teaching

her how to shoot. Teaching her? Yeah. You never
used a rifle before. XT fighter was just two

shots right on target. Well, she practiced every
day. They had these beer cans set up right...

They had these beer cans. They were set up over
here. And it was a tree. It was a driftwood,

like a log. And they had the beer cans set up
right here on top of them, right here.

Mr. Braden? Yes. Are you all right? Of course.
Paul, what is it?

Sorry. You understand because he's your husband,
you don't have to say anything if you don't

want to. I don't know much about the law. But
I do know that his only chance is the truth,

that he's not well. But then what he did proves
that, doesn't it? Well, that'll be up to the

court. Certainly he has to plead not guilty
by reason of insanity. Is that the way you

say it? Yeah. You must realize that Paul was
always the sweetest, most considerate man I've

ever known.

Why don't we let this go? You've had a chance
to calm down, son. No. I'm all right. I'll

be all right, really. And I want to explain
how it must have happened. You see, Paul hasn't

been himself lately. I could see that he was
changing. But whenever I brought the subject

up, He would get angry, even violent. Oh, I,
don't misunderstand me. He didn't mean to hurt

me this morning. He's never hit me.

That really hit me. Please, just ask your questions.
OK, suppose we start with this morning.

What time did you get up, Mrs. Reston?

Nice to meet you, son.

There's one. It's kind of retired though.

All over the state. What's his name? Journeyman.
Marshall Journeyman. He had achieved proficient

poker buddies. Got a kind of a thing going.
They're always trying to get the best of one

another, you know? Maybe you heard of him? Real
foxy old character. Had a big reputation. Whether

he'd take you on. You just don't like to lose,
I can tell you, especially to the chief. Well,

look, um, can I call him? I said the chief will
let you know when you can use that phone. He

started bothering her the moment we got down
here. Making passes, making a royal pain of

himself. Had there been none of that sort of
thing before you got here? No. We wouldn't

have come down together if there had. All four
of you came down in your car, that right? Yes.

How did your wife feel about his passes? Well,
they made her uncomfortable naturally. But

Ann tried to avoid making an issue out of it.
And you? They got my backup. I warned them

to knock it off or else. And he did, I thought.
That Mrs. Reston? Oh, she's been having trouble

with him. Especially since we got here. But
the last few days, he'd been behaving himself.

You and Mrs. Reston were Turner's cove when
it happened, that right? You two go off together

often? No, it's just that Ann and Paul went
into town to get some stuff for lunch and I

grabbed a chance to do some fishing. Because
Ann hates to fish. I mean, she hated it. Well,

Linda was down because of the way Paul had been
behaving, so I asked her to come along so she

wouldn't be left alone. And your notion of why
he killed Mrs. Braden? Who knows what makes

a guy like that tick? I suppose he began to
start up with her again, and she wouldn't have

anything to do with him. He's got a temper.
You saw the way he attacked his wife. But he

must have suddenly flipped out. I don't know
where he was. He said you'd been teaching his

wife to shoot. What? Oh, you see, how would
he expect anybody to believe that? He tried,

once or twice, to get Linda to shoot. At birds
and things, but she was a total washer. I mean,

she's scared stiff of guns. Okay, that's all
for now, Mr. Braden. Well, while I'll type

up your statement, a few will wait and sign
it. Sure. I... I've got some arrangements to

make about taking my wife's body home for the
funeral. I don't suppose there'll be any problem

about that, will there? No. Mrs. Braden's body
can be released as soon as the autopsy is completed.

Autopsy? Is that necessary? Well, in a murder
case, it's the law.

Thank you, Mr. Whedon.

How you feeling? I'm fine. I got a few questions.
Sort of go over what you already said. Okay?

Hold on. Sure, sure. How about my getting a
lawyer? Sure. That's your right. There are

several young fellows around here. No, I think
I want to have Mr. Journeyman handle my case

for me. Journeyman? Yeah, yeah.

Oh, mouth, aren't you? Sorry about that, Chief.
Well, if you want to wait till he gets back.

He's gone trout fishing. I know, because he
wanted me to take off with him. Yeah, I know.

Well, I suppose you want to wait around until
he gets back. No, no, that's not necessary.

I have no reason not to answer your questions.
I'm sure I won't need an attorney for that.

Fine.

know that your wife and Brayden made separate
signed statements that agree in all important

particular. Naturally, I'm sure they rehearsed
that to perfection. They had almost two weeks

to plan every move. The thing is, they disagree
with you. Write down the line. Of course.

You say you drove here immediately after the
shooting, is that right? Yeah, that's right.

The shootings.

Getting all this down, Louvalla.

It takes maybe 15 minutes to drive here. We
talked about five minutes and then drove directly

back to the beach. Say, 35 minutes? Yeah, yeah.
But the place where Braden caught those live

fish they brought back with him is Turner's
Cove. Good 20 minutes walk each way. How do

you know he caught them at Turner's Cove? We
found footprints. And discarded bait. Three

cigarette butts. Your wife's brand, smoked recently,
and her color lipstick on them. I don't know

how long it takes your wife to burn those things
up, but three would take anybody quite a while.

We're having them checked now for prints. Also,
according to your original statement, they

changed clothes. Yeah, that's right, they did.
So, 40 minutes to go and come back, another

five minutes to dress and get rid of the beer
cans you said were there, 15 minutes to catch

the fish, and you got well over an hour it'd
take them to do all that. But they showed up

on the scene, 35 to 40 minutes. After you say
the shootings happened. I don't know how they

did it, but they did it. No way, Mr. Reston.

How often do you rough up your wife, Mr. Reston?
What? Never, not once, I never touched her.

What, down at the beach? Well what if your wife
told all those lies about you and set you up

for murder? Tell me again about not looking
at Braden. See how bad he was hurt? Or if he

was dead. I don't know, I just didn't look at
him, that's all. You examined Mrs. Braden?

No. Why? Might be she wasn't dead from the bullet
wound, but drowned in the water because you

didn't bother to look. Autopsy will show if
that's the case. Drowned? No, wouldn't change

the charge, Eddie. Murder one. Might guess what
the DA will go for. Look, I know this sounds

strange, but I mean, I didn't go over there
and look at the bodies because I assumed they

were dead. And Linda knew I wouldn't go over
there. Really? How would you know that?

Look, I... She... Last year, a cat came in our
backyard and it died there one night and...

Look, I have this thing about... Well, I'm not
good with dead things and... I couldn't even

go near it. I just dug a hole and went and hid
in the house. Linda had to cover it up.

I see. You're an engineer, aren't you?

Yeah, yeah, I... I work for Brock Elko. Brock
electronics company. What about hobbies? I

mean, what do you do to relax? Nothing, nothing.
I have a machine shop down in the basement.

I've built some things. Well, I know you wouldn't
kill anything, but what about skeet or target

shooting, like that? Nothing, no. I don't even
own a gun. Why?

No, no, look, I haven't fired a gun since I
was in the service, in spite of what they told

you to the contrary. Well, what I've been told
is that in the service, you were an instructor

on the rifle race, and that rifle, with your
fingerprints all over it, belongs to you. No,

but it's Brayden's gun! He told me to pick it
up for him. The day before we came out to the

beach, he asked me to go by and pick it up.
He didn't have any time. You have witnesses

that he asked you to buy the weapon for him?
Yes, I do, Linda and Ann both.

Then it's in my name, because I had to sign
for it. Seems to me like you put your signature

on every piece of evidence in indelible ink.

box.

watched with injured parties. We're not suspected
of anything. And that hit cop swallowed our

story whole. And then Paul helped by knocking
me down right in front of them. Yeah, that

was an added lift in Paulness, wasn't it? Yes.
Anyway, you have to pack. And I have to drive

you to the airport. You think it'll look more
natural if I wait for you in the car? No, I

guess not.

Everything has gone even better than we planned.
There's no reason for you to be so uptight.

It's just taking Ann's body back, making funeral
arrangements, talking about it with the people

back home the whole bit. I know. And I wish
I could go with you. But the loyal wife has

got to stick by her husband's side in his time
of trouble. And anyway. An attack of nerves

from you would be right in character, wouldn't
it? So, why don't you just let it all hang

out? I'll be all right, lover. Don't worry about
me. Mm-mm. You know... There's still a little

time left, and... This is liable to be the last
chance we have to be together for a long time.

The journeyman just got back from his fishing
trip, says he wants to talk to you. Will he

represent you? Sir, to me. Just had a talk with
the chief. Said to bring you down.

Weston? Yes, sir. You read this before you signed?

Yes, sir. You really said all those things.

I guess. Forty odd.

excuse for an alibi I ever heard of. Let's no
alibi. It's the exact truth, every word. Well,

Mr. Reston, I'm an attorney, not some head doctor
you're trying to convince everything's not

quite right in that cranium of yours. Look,
that's what happened. Exactly what happened,

Mr. Journeyman. Exactly the way it happened.
It's the truth and all the truth.

Let's say it is. That wouldn't make it any more
useful. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able

to get a job in the United States. I suppose
you've heard somewhere or other that the truth

shall make you free. Well, take my word for
it, if that is the truth, it's the exception

that proves the rule. Well, if you don't believe
me, then there's no use in... Now, wait a minute.

It would be nice if I decided to represent you
and you decided you wanted me if I did believe

you. However, it wouldn't be essential. Well,
it would be essential to me.

You're going to get yourself. Uh, Mr. Reston
and I won't be doing any business together.

Mr. Jernigan, I don't understand. What can I
say except the truth? It's all I've got!

You go back to your girly magazine. We're gonna
chew on this little monologue.

You could say the gun jammed, you tried to clear
it and went off. You were so scared you've

been lying ever since. No, or everything went
black. When you woke up, there she was, dead.

No! Or how about there was a suicide pact? You
lost your nerve. Look, Mr. Journeyman, I don't

understand why I can't simply tell the truth.
All right, I'll tell you what, Reston. You

plead temporary insanity. I'll see if I can
make a deal to have you committed for treatment.

Then in a year, even less, I can force a mental
examination. You'll likely be released as killer.

Don't you understand? If they convict me on
any base at all, that means they'll go scot-free.

Linda will get a divorce. She'll be with Jeff,
and they'll have all of Ann's money exactly

the way they planned it. So it's not just your
own hide you're worried about. They killed

Ann cold-bloodedly, and then they framed me.
How do you expect me to let them get away with

that? Well, at this point, I don't think you
have any alternative to evidence. Every jot

favors them and makes you out to be a fool and
a liar. That's simply because it's the way

they planned it. Yeah, so you say. Well, obviously,
we're just wasting time here. And mine remains

to be seen. Tell me a bit about yourself, Weston.
Your wife, what kind of a marriage it was.

How you came to take those cottages down there
with the Braedens. Well, Linda and Jeff were

the first ones to say anything about it. Jeff
Brayden about going off on a vacation together,

you know. Jeff's wife Annie, I suppose, would
do anything that Jeff suggested. I, uh, I just

assumed go to the mountains to go traveling
around or anything compared to going to the

beach, you know. Anyway, we always seem to do
every year what Linda wanted to do. That was

the only reason? No suspicions about her and
Brayden maybe taking a shine to each other?

No, I... I mean, I'm sure something else was
going on there, but I had no idea about it.

How long you been married? Almost four years.
You're first? Yeah. Well, I, for a long time

here, I thought I was going to be one of those
guys that never would get married, you know.

And then, and Linda came home. Well, you'd known
her before then. Yeah. Oh yeah, I knew her.

We were in the same high school together and
all. She was a couple years behind me, you

know. She was the prettiest gal in high school.
Really, in the whole town, I suppose. I'd even

never even thought she knew I was alive. I used
to have these fantasies about her, you know,

and I would never think that she and I would.
Well, that's...

And I saw her walking down the street.

I got enough courage to go over and say hello
to her and welcome home, you know. She was

really glad to see me. And so I asked her out
for a date and we went out together for a while.

One night I...

EEEE The physical side of the marriage wasn't...
perfect. For the first two years there, it

was really a good marriage. Really seems so
to me anyway. can always reach her.

Well, anyway, getting back to how we came down
here to the beach and all, I suppose I can

be as stubborn as the next guy. So we argued
about it constantly, you know. One night, we

had a real blowout about it in front of the
Bradens. And after they left, I went into the

bedroom first and got in the bed and just waited
for the big explosion.

because it was something I had never seen before.
Then I could... I could smell a perfume, something

new... I just can't seem to fill the room. I
just see her standing there, when I had expected

this tremendous screaming argument. Paul.

Sweet, sweet darling, please forgive me.

I've never been like that before. Never in my
whole life. This is the way it should always,

always be, darling. That's why I want us to
go away together. Long days in the sun and

long nights together.

I wish to get off to a good start again. I want
a second honeymoon. And a proper one this time.

It was as though I'd never been married to her
before. She was a stranger. And I fell in love

with her all over again.

So you...

Well, you can tell a very colorful story, Mr.
Reston. I was up in the mountains all day,

with those old rainbows hitting the fly even
before it hit the water. I said to myself,

you've got it made, turnimong. Don't feel guilty.
You served your time in the workforce. Have

fun, before the statute of limitations takes
over and cheats you out of it. Yeah, that's

what I told myself, President. I had myself
convinced, too. But we're here to talk about

your troubles. Well, you haven't told me whether
or not I, whether you think I can prove that

I'm innocent. At this moment, I gotta tell you,
they hold all the cards. You haven't got a

prayer. At this moment. And either you're insane
or your wife and Brayden committed the most

coldly calculated, brutal, and callous murder
I ever heard of. And I think you've got all

your marbles and they're rolling around up there
about the way they're supposed to. Well then.

Let's give it a go.

You

Preston, I gotta admit you surprised me. Whatever
you've got sure escapes me. First you got Journey

went on your side and now you... a coiled wrapper
she wants to see it when the what's seeming

I see it surprises even you. Want to see her
and I. Want to see you bet

I do. Tell me to come on. This is how long can
you keep me locked up like this without a file

in a formal charge or whatever twenty four hours.
The assistant D.A. will be here before then.

You can bet your bottom dollar. He'll prefer
charges.

Write down the card in there. Thank you.

I just was fascinated. That's how I never realized
you're such an accomplished actress. I mean,

the civil dress, the brave little smile. The
whole thing is very effective. That's not funny,

Paul. No. We'll have to take a look at these.
Of course.

Okay.

Officer Ramsey will be right down the hall if
you need him. Thank you, but I'm sure I'm perfectly

safe with my husband.

I brought you a couple of things. I think you
can drop it now, and maybe you think the cell

is bugged or something. I'm not afraid of honesty.
And you shouldn't be either. It's your only

chance. I really have to hand it to you. The
whole thing is so slick. How long have you

and Jeff been working on this? Jeff. He's still
in shock about Anne. Oh, I suppose he is. I

guess he's just heartbroken about it, isn't
he? Exactly how much money is he going to be

coming into from Anne's estate? A million, is
that right? And of course, he's promised to

marry you, hasn't he? Something he'd have to
be pretty stupid to go through with. He can

afford what a dozen like you now. Even trade
you in on a newer model after he...

Don't you think we should concentrate on getting
you out of here? Thank God, Linda! Doesn't

this whole thing mean anything to you? Didn't
it change something inside of you to see what

that bullet did to Anne's body?

We're always capable of that. Capable of what?
I don't think Jeff could have done it alone.

No, it's not a question of scruples, just guts.
The more I think about it, the more I realize

he had to be talked into it. Huh. Who knows
better than me how persuasive you can be when

you really want something? If you're gonna continue
with that ridiculous... Well, the only thing

that surprises me is you still don't realize
what a fool you've been! Even if everything

goes according to your plan, he wouldn't dare
marry you right away. No... Not until he's

had a chance to sample your wares and... and
time to think. Yeah... He'd have to be a complete

fool to marry anyone that's already murdered
once for money, huh? Soon she'll tire of him,

and then she's likely to do it again. I hate
to say this, Linda, but the years have been

coarsening and hardening on you. And you'll
see that too, sooner or later, don't you see?

He'll realize that he has nothing to gain and
everything to lose if he marries you. And you

have nothing to do about it. Absolutely nothing,
because the money will still be in his name.

Yeah, that's the one weak link in your plan,
isn't it? And one way or another, because of

him. whether I am convicted and executed or
not. This whole plan. is gonna blow up in your

pretty little face. Ha!

You kill me!

save us all some time. There's the matter of
the rifle. I explained that. Yes. Then you

bought it. I bought it for Jeff. The single
empty shell casing that was found, your vicious

attacks on your wife displaying an explosive
temper, Mrs. Braden's rejection of your advances,

the fact that Turner's code... When you run
out of fingers, Raunel, could I get a word

in edgewise? And I've had just about enough
of you yapping at my client. And speaking of

fish, what are you fishing for? Did your boss
instruct you to convince my client to cop a

plea of temporary insanity, to avoid the time
and trouble of a long trial? You can forget

it. You've got a charge to file. Providing your
boss gave you an alternative, lay it on the

table. I can tell you upfront, our plea is going
to be innocent. Innocent by reason of being

innocent. Period. Oh, then? You leave me no
choice. The charge will be murder in the first

degree. Fine. That suits us right down to the
ground. Learn? Yeah. Is Ms. Reston still here?

As far as I know. What about Braden? Does the
defense get a shot at questioning him or do

we have to go after him with a subpoena? Well?
I'll request that he return so that I may question

him now that there's been an official charge.
Of course, I'll make him available to you.

Fine. And now if you gentlemen will allow me...
a privilege of conferring with my client. Oh

sure here's my office.

No, not even too long. He's fixing to sandbag
you.

You haven't got any defense. All you can do
is attack. Attack with what? I have no idea.

Yet. Braden said he'd come back and talk with
young Brownell. He'd only be here for a day

if we had something to work on him with. point
is.

Your wife's in Braden's. We've got to find some
way to dig it out.

between you and me.

The ammunition is locked up in their heads.

Why call me back just to tell it all over again?
Why can't that DA use the statement I already

gave? Assistant DA. Well, maybe he's such a
self-important little twerp. He thinks he can

dig up something Chief Burner didn't know. That's
it. He starts digging, maybe he trips me up.

Oh, no way. You're gonna be his witness. He's
only after ammunition so he can nail his case

shut against Paul. He was a perfect pussycat
with me. They don't suspect anything, you're

sure? Positive. You know, they won't unless
you give them reason. One of these days we're

gonna be in court, answering his questions from
a witness stand. And then we're gonna be facing

sharp cross-examination by that character defending
Paul. The more rehearsal you have, the better.

Yeah, I suppose.

For heaven's sake, stop looking so guilty.

I made this. Good. Great. Chopping the coffee
is real hot. Okay. Thanks.

Asus Fold.

You fool! Dammit! My ass! Hey look, check the
fuse box downstairs, like it was waxed. Good

boy!

Y'all bruh!

Hey, I'm going down south. Hey, why don't we
come back in and I'll get you some more sites.

Now, we'll discuss this thing. You couldn't
find your way south with a CNI dog. Get that

truck out, Ryan. I don't think that springs
a hole these big old bear bells. Hey, how's

old Betty Jane? Oh, she's a...

Drinking problem.

It's dark out there.

You're gay!

He's got a weapon, at least I don't think he
has. I didn't really figure he'd head for here

anyway. There wouldn't be any point. What's
gonna happen to him?

Well, uh, Reston's escaped, Mr. Braden. But
don't you worry yourself about him, Mrs. Reston.

We've got roadblocks set up. I'm sure we'll
have him back in his cell safe and sound in

no time. Well, how in the world did he get out?
He tricked the lock somehow. Blew out all the

fuses. He was always clever with mechanical
things. You can go back to sleep. Nothing to

worry about. I just thought you'd like to hear
about it from me, in case you would listen

to the radio and it came over. Thanks, Chief.
It was thoughtful of you. Of you.

I suppose so. It's getting chilly out here.
Let's go inside and get a drink. Okay, but

none of this kind of talk in there. Why not?
Well, I wouldn't have put a pass at journeymen

to have these cottages bugged. There was plenty
of time for it while I was picking you up at

the airport. Maybe that's the real reason that
Vernon asked me to come back here so that they

could have a chance to do that and nail us.
I mean, you said that he and Vernon were buddies,

right? That's true, but don't start building
a big thing of it. You'll just get yourself

all psyched out and be a nervous wreck tomorrow.
Maybe they are working together, Linda. I mean,

despite everything, maybe Vernon and the assistant
district attorney Brownell, maybe they don't

believe us. And they're just waiting to see
what... Will you stop that? Now, Jeff, baby,

this is no time for us to be losing our cool.
Everything has worked perfectly. Yeah, but

why did Paul break out of jail? Paul's no dummy.
He knows that this makes him look more guilty.

He knows that they're gonna catch him sooner
or later and bring him back to jail. Meaning

what? That he's gonna come back here looking
for revenge and jump out at us from the darkness

at any moment? No. No, maybe he's got a good
reason. Maybe he's thought of something that

we've overlooked. Oh, Jeff, for heaven's sakes.
There isn't anything we've overlooked. Not

anything.

my nose is shot. I don't know, I couldn't sleep
last night. I couldn't get Hannah out of my

mind. I kept seeing the way she looked when
that bullet hit her in the back and the way

she looked in the water. Paul said you had no
guts. He said that you were the one weak link

in the plan. Was he right? It's just that it's
one thing planning it, and it's another doing

it. Well, this might stiffen your spine. From
the point of view of the police, it was our

finger on that trigger, not just mine, ours.
I know that, Linda.

Don't worry about me.

Sorry I get upset sometimes, but... Hey, it's
all downhill from now. You'll see.

But you said you didn't want to plead guilty
by reason of insanity. What? I was sure wrong

about you. Either you're a plain stupid or a
dot fit candidate for the funny farm. What

do you got to say for yourself? Look, I was
just trying... Just trying to give the prosecution

another nail to put in your coffin. Well, I
have one firm rule, young man. My clients do

as I say or they will get themselves another
attorney. But I was thinking about what you

said. Yeah. About the fact that what we needed
was locked up in their head and that Jeff Braden

was only going to be here for one day. So that's
why you were trying to break into a radio store.

No. Look, I went down to the beach area first.
I didn't know what I was doing. I was just

trying to find something, anything. Maybe overhear
something between them that we could use. That's

when I overheard Linda talking about the possibility
of the cottage being bugged. And I thought

to myself, if I only had on tape what I heard
between them, or could tape what they were

going to say between them tomorrow. Wait a minute.

You heard them talking, admitting something
damaging? Admitting everything. Why were you?

I was just below this cliff overhang, right
where they were standing. Maybe she was right.

Maybe it was taped. What? so that conversation
was taped.

to get me more sleep tonight.

carrying town.

Let's see how it would even be possible to get
two people whose voices sound like Linda and

Jeff. It just doesn't seem possible, that's
the first sensible thing I've heard tonight.

If you weren't such a stubborn old fool, you'd
know it. You better get to more sack time,

Warren. You're beginning to sound downright
cranky. This young generation just doesn't

have the stamina.

Do you remember?

hear what they've said coming out of a tape
recorder. They're going to get rattled, and

then it's going to be up to me to take advantage.

No, you see you're trying to cover too much
territory to zero in on the important things

What he said the bullet hit it your wife saying
our finger on the trigger Key phrases key words

Okay

Is there any coffee in this dump? Not by the
well's desk, like always.

I assume I don't have to point out to you, Mr.
Journeyman, that it is illegal as well as unethical

to record an individual's conversation without
first informing him of that fact. Yes, it seems

like I did hear that discussed somewhere. But
in any case, we're not doing it, we're just

saying we did. My point, of course, is that
if they challenge you, I will have no choice

but to back them up. And I'll argue with when
and if we come to that bridge. For all I know.

His client dreamed up one wild story which he's
compounding with another one. We have only

his word. The word of a desperate man facing
a trial for murder. But why should we put any

credence in what he said? Well then why shouldn't
you want to prove he's lying if he is and destroy

his only possible defense? Make your prosecution
a piece of cake. Then you're saying that your

case will stand or fall on the outcome of this
questionable procedure? No. I'm not saying

it.

Yes. This could be the whole ballgame for us.

Jeff, for heaven's sake, there isn't anything
we overlooked. Not anything! You're right.

I... I guess my nerves are shot. I didn't sleep
at all last night. I kept thinking about it.

No, no! I'm sorry, no, it just... I mean, the
voice quality's getting a lot better. It's

just that when I started hearing the words,
it... See, look, here's the change here, would

be... Uh, last night... I didn't sleep a wink
thinking of Ann. Let's try that. Fine. Oh,

Mr. Reston. Uh... What about the rest of it?
The way she looked when the bullet and so on?

I don't know, I guess I'll just have to hear
it all together next time. Missy, do me this

line here again, and you read that again. From
the point of view of the law, it was our finger

on that trigger, not just mine, ours. Yeah,
uh... the second hours here, not just mine,

ours, really hit that strong impression. And
Linda's voice is a little lower than I have

to say it, maybe a bit more definite or more
in charge, you know? You mean not so strident?

Yeah, yeah, I guess so. Linda, I'm sorry. I'm
sorry.

Maybe if we muddy it up a little bit more or
make their voices sound like they're coming

from a greater distance, then the precise voice
quality would be a little harder to detect,

you know. You get the sounds of the surf? Oh,
great. These are marvelous toys. In the hands

of the right people.

Okay.

Thank you very much.

Paul said you had no guts, that you were the
weak link in the plan. Was he right? No, Linda,

it's just that planning it was one thing, but
actually doing it was another.

have cows stay outside. Set the stage if they
think Paul's been freed that might help. I

presume you know this entire affair however
it turns out would be inadmissible in a court

of law well if you want to inform Mrs Reston
Mr Braden the Fifth Amendment rights before

they come in I appreciate it. Bring Mrs Reston
in. And then we don't.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. Come in. Colin. Darling,
how are you?

What's this all about, Chief? Please sit down,
Mrs. Reston. Mr. Journeyman will explain. Oh,

Mr. Journeyman, how do you do? Mrs. Reston,
there's something we'd like you to hear. The

quality is not too good. It's an old, inexpensive
machine. I'm afraid the damp night air got

to the microphone, but I think you'll find it
adequate. I'm playing just a little over here.

Really, Mr. Journeyman? What is that supposed
to be? Is this your idea of police work? My

apologies, Mrs. Reston, for permitting you to
be subjected to this foolishness. Carol, bring

in Mr. Braden when I buzz you. If you'll wait
in the next office. Mr. Brownhill, must we

continue to be subjected to this farce? I object
to Mr. Braden having to listen to that nonsense.

He has suffered enough already these last few
days. I agree with you, Mrs. Reston, wholeheartedly.

Vernon, I want to call a halt to this right
now. I'm not going to permit this to go on.

Hold it. I agreed to this procedure. I intend
to keep my word. Just a minute, Vernon. as

the representative of this county. This office
and what goes on in here is my territory and

my responsibility. You have any objections?
You file them with my superiors. If you please,

Mrs. Reston.

If you insist.

You're obviously wasting your time, journeyman.

Sit down, Mr. Braden. Something I can do to
help, Mr. Brownell? For your information and

protection, Mr. Braden, you should know we've
already had a talk with Mrs. Reston. I don't

understand about what. I go on record, Mr. Braden,
of disapproving this entire procedure. Are

you recommendi- Get

on with it. All right. Mr. Braden, there have
been certain matters come to our attention

which tend to support my client's contention
of innocence. There may be a witness for one

thing. A witness? To what? Well, Mr. Reston
insists that you went off fishing early on

the morning of the day of your wife's murder.
Is that true? No. As I told Mr. Verne. Just

asking for the record. I understood you. You
called me back by what authority is Mr. Journeyman

questioning me and to what purpose? No legitimate
purpose of authority, Mr. Braden. And you're

free to ignore their questions. With my blessings,
I might add. Well, in that case, gentlemen,

if you'll excuse me.

We have it all, the whole conversation. Would
you like to hear the rest of it? Mrs. Reston

explained to us that it was your plan right
from the start. No. It wasn't my idea. It was

Linda's. It was hers. Some of it, the live fish,
the kind of rifle, they were mine. But I. It's

awful.

It all started as a joke. I never... actually
thought we... You stupid fool!

All my life, I have been looking for one man
with a spine. Just one! That tape was a fake!

You poor, gutless idiot! It was...

Bye!

I'm gonna be out of this place in a flash.

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