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[Jessica] Tonight, on Murder, She Wrote.

♪ The diamond industry
Is saluting you ♪

Thirteen. Is that
a lucky number?

In diamonds,
any number is lucky.

-You want the gig or not?
-Sure. But on my terms.

-Oh, I love Caper movies.
-What about the strongbox?

This is not
very well-directed.

I can't authenticate this
because it's not real.

Someone just shot the woman on the TV.
She's a new character.

That isn't a real show
that you're watching.

Excuse me, lieutenant,

I'm afraid you're about
to charge the wrong person.

[cheerful orchestral music playing]

[sirens wailing]

[horns honking]

[phone rings]

Your name is Roy Phipps?

Yes.

Have you ever been inside this bank?

No.

Did you rob the vault
inside this bank?

No.

Well, Roy,
it's always a treat

to find a guy
who can beat the box.

Any special reason
you invited me

back down here again
after so long?

Leo Kositchek got out on parole

a couple of weeks ago.

Kositchek? I seem
to remember the name.

Right.

Seen him around?

I don't socialize
with felons.

[laughing]
Not even ex-partners?

Lieutenant, I've been giving you
the same answers for five years.

Isn't it about time you started
hassling somebody else?

I still like you.

Yeah, well, next time you
want to ask me a question,

you better have
a warrant.

Until next time then.

[woman] And I believe
the addition

of a Fortune 500 CEO
like Walter Hastings

will be a big plus
for the museum.

All in favor of this committee
recommending his nomination?

Excuse me, Gwen. What about
professor Elizabeth Conroy?

She's a brilliant
anthropologist, and--

And she won't attract
a nickel in contributions.

Well, shouldn't we give
the board of trustees

the opportunity to decide which
skills we need the most of?

Yes. Why don't we
propose both names?

I'll second that motion.

All those in favor
of proposing both names?

[everybody] Aye.

So moved. Unless there's
further business,

this meeting of the nominating
committee is adjourned.

Jessica, thanks
for letting us meet here today.

My house is still
under siege.

Problem is, Barry's
so busy these days,

he's even more
frazzled than I am.

Oh, lovely.

Oh, it belonged
to my grandmother.

The clasp's loose. You'll lose it
if you're not careful.

Quite right.
I hadn't noticed.

Why don't you
stop by the store?

They'll fix it
in a minute.

I'll tell
Barry's secretary to expect you.

-Just ask for Darlene.
-Fine.

Could I use your phone?

I've got to check up
on my plumber.

-Be my guest.
-Thanks.

Well, I think we made
some progress today,

thanks to your motion,
Margaret.

And your second.

Good-bye.

[chattering]

-Hey, Mrs. Fletcher.
-Hi.

Well, today's the day
we knock all those gremlins

out of your cable hookup.

Promises, promises.

Yes. I just wanted
to make sure

everything will be delivered
before you start.

Don't worry, Mrs. Noble,
we're right on schedule.

Okay. Right.

[man] It takes years
of experience, Darlene,

and an inordinate amount of skill,
if I do say so myself,

to study the potentials
of a fine stone

and prepare it properly.

That's amazing, Augie.

But how do you know exactly
where to cut the diamond?

Well, that's my job,
you know?

Study beauty.

Listen,
I-I-I was wondering,

if you weren't doing
anything after work today--

Whoops, somebody's here.
I gotta go.

Hello, miss.
Can I help you?

Yes, I'm here to see
Mr. Noble. Is he in?

Yes, he is. But do you
have an appointment?

-He'll be glad to see me.
-Oh...

[upbeat music playing]

♪ Hey, Barry Noble,
You hear what's new ♪

♪ The diamond industry's
Saluting you ♪

♪ You've been voted
Man of the year ♪

♪ By friends and colleagues
Far and near ♪

♪ This award goes to the best ♪

Just in time.

♪ You never rest ♪

♪ So let's all join in a toast ♪

♪ Our winner we congratulate ♪

♪ But no one loves you
More than your mate ♪

♪ Gwen sends this message ♪

♪ On this special day ♪

[laughing]

[applause]

Oh.

Happy birthday, darling.

My goodness, sugar,

you could have knocked
me over with a feather.

What a surprise.

Is this better?

It's worse. You know,
to tell you the truth,

I get a better picture
on my radio.

Ha ha! Don't worry,
Mrs. Fletcher,

we're gonna
figure this out.

The lady in 5B
and the guy in 3B,

they're getting
great reception.

Is that Susan's
birthday present?

[laughs]

What'd you get her?
You mind telling?

It's a wristwatch.

I think she's
already got one.

Oh, not like this.

Now, listen to this.

It's ideal
for a nurse intern.

Digital stop-action
for taking someone's pulse,

multiple-setting
beepers and buzzers,

and a daily calendar
with readouts

to remind her which patient
needs what and when.

Sounds like it'll do everything
but change bedpans.

Ha ha! Oh, that's
next year's model.

Yeah, I can
hardly wait.

Lately, Susan and me,

there hasn't been
a lot of time for us.

I know that she's been
cramming for her boards.

She's going
to those classes

and logging all those
hours at the hospital.

It'll get easier when
the exams are over.

I know. That's what
she says, too.

I can't even afford to buy her
a decent present.

Rob, you know, it really is
the thought that counts.

Just get her something that
could only come from you.

Yeah.

Hey, Kitty. Fancy
running into you here.

Oh, hi, Leo.

I'm glad to see
you're out of--

Yeah, yeah.
Good to be out.

Look, let's get
the tough stuff out of the way.

I don't blame you
for not writing.

When you're 19, five years
can seem like forever.

Something like that.

I understand you're
with Roy now.

Oh, we see each other
now and then.

Well, I checked in with him
when I got paroled.

Roy was holding
some money for me,

or at least
I thought he was.

Turns out he wasn't,
so there you are.

I asked him if there's
any action around town,

but Roy said things have
been real slow, huh?

I hear it's slow, too.
Real slow.

You want to hear a joke?

I got a minimum-wage job

in an electronics store
down at Columbus Circle,

demonstrating high-tech
alarm systems.

The kind I used to beat in the capers
that Roy used to dream up.

That's real funny.

Well, stop in
and see me at the store

if you're ever
in the neighborhood.

Okay.

Man, you're prettier
than ever.

Thanks.

-Well, our best champagne?
-Uh-huh.

Must be
somebody's birthday.

Susan Constable's. She lives
in your apartment building,

and she's studying
to be a nurse.

Oh, I don't think
I've met her.

-Hi, mom.
-Hi, honey.

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher!

Kitty! I never
get to see you

since you
moved away.

Where have you been
keeping yourself?

Well, I guess you heard
I had a drinking problem.

Among other problems.

But everything's gonna
be all right now.

I've been in AA
six months.

Congratulations.

Mom's loaning us
her apartment tonight

for our 12-step meeting.

Here's the key
to the apartment.

Oh, and I put
some cold cuts in the fridge

for you and your
friends to enjoy.

Oh, mom,
you're the best.

I'll tidy up
after the meeting.

It was good seeing you,
Mrs. Fletcher.

You, too.

My goodness,
she looks wonderful.

Oh, now, if she could
only meet a nice man.

Oh, everything would
be perfect.

Not those no-goodniks
she used to hang out with.

Here,
have a good evening.

-Yeah.
-Bye.

Hi there, Mrs. Fletcher.

Lieutenant, I didn't know
you shopped here.

Well, it's the only place
on the west side

where you can get the right kind
of Sicilian olive oil.

And I'm also out of
balsamic vinegar, too.

Oh. Well,
while you're at it, take a look.

They've got some
wonderful buffalo mozzarella.

When are we gonna get together
again soon for some serious cooking?

That last meal we had
was a feast.

Well, if you'll settle
for the diet version,

I will call you.

Okay, Mrs. Fletcher.

Hiya, Mrs. Colfax.
How are you?

You mean,
how's my daughter?

Why don't you
leave her alone?

She's trying to lead
a good life now.

Have you seen her lately?

No. Not lately.

And don't touch
that peach.

[chattering]

[beeps]

They're beautiful.

So are you.

Okay.

Now, watch
very carefully.

Ta-da!

[laughs]

That's my birthday surprise?
You wrecked my TV set.

Oh, no, no, no.
Okay, all right, ready?

Ta-da! Cable.

54 channels' worth,

including all
the pay TV stations.

Well, that's great.
You know I can't afford

to pay for that
every month.

Susan, it's free.
Forever.

You bootlegged
the cable into my apartment?

You are gonna
get in trouble.

What kind of trouble?
Who's gonna know, except you and me?

Admit it, is that not
a terrific picture?

Oh, I've gotta check
the stuff in the oven.

So, you like
your present?

It's wonderful. I can't wait
till I get some time to watch it.

[knock on door]

[man] Casey, come on.
Let's go, babe. Open up.

Hi, honey.
How'd it go?

Fine.

Were the cops
real rough?

Nah, I snowed 'em,
as usual.

But it's just as well
we're meeting here,

in case they're
watching my place.

What's in the bag?

I brought a couple of
six-packs over for the guys.

We gotta lock in all
the final details tonight.

Guess who I ran into

on the street
this afternoon?

Leo.

Oh, yeah?
What was that like?

Okay, I guess.

But I felt
kind of funny,

because of
old times and...

I sure wish we could
have included him in.

Yeah, well,
Kositchek's old news.

And Elgort works cheaper.

But, Roy--

Forget Kositchek!

Hey.

Hey, remember,
you're my girl now.

A toast. Who wants
to propose a toast?

As Susan's favorite professor,
I claim the privilege.

To one of the best
and the brightest, on her birthday.

-Happy birthday, Susan.
-Thank you.

And I'm so glad
you came into my life.

[laughter]

Mmm.

I'm gonna go check
on the pots.

That idea you gave me

about the present
for Susan was great.

And what-what idea was that?

Excuse me, but I understand
you write books.

Now and then.

Do you use
your own name?

Only if it
turns out well.

Touche.

Mrs. Fletcher,
what do you think of this picture?

I wish my picture
was that good.

Well, I'm getting you
a new booster tomorrow.

It's gonna solve
all of those problems.

I got us
a little something

I think might make life a little
easier for us.

A roadmap
on how to bypass

the security alarm
circuits.

Oh, it's a caper movie.

Oh, I love Caper movies,
don't you, Mrs. Fletcher?

This is not
very well-directed.

It's very static.
No close-ups or anything.

Yeah, it's probably one of those
cheapo cable-access channels.

What about
the Strongbox?

Hey, hon, these
pictures are perfect.

[Casey]
We aim to please.

Can I give you a hand
in there, Susan?

A Weber 14.
That's doable.

I love it.

Any more beer, Casey?

Bring me a brew, too,
will you, Casey?

Anything exciting happen?

Just plotting
and scheming.

Soup's on!

Come on, everybody.

No problem.

[Susan] Okay, everyone,
sit down.

I hope mama doesn't
smell beer up there.

She'll wonder what kind of meeting
we were having.

Got a light?

-Thanks.
-See you.

[tires screeching]

[thud, tires screeh]

[laughs]

This is a major diamond
we're talking about,

one of the largest
ever found.

You don't slice it up
like it's a hunk of salami.

-Tomorrow, for sure.
-No later.

Tell the others, okay? So I don't have
to spend all day on the phone.

Yeah, right.

All right, bye.

[sighs]

Tense.

The catch is loose
right there, you see?

It should only take him
a few minutes to fix it.

Oh, then, I'll wait.

I presume that
that is a model?

Yes, it's glass.
The real one is 990 karats

from the premier mine
in Sierra Leone.

It's going to become nine
emerald-shaped diamonds

and four solitaires.

Hmm, thirteen.
Is that a lucky number?

-In diamonds, any number is lucky.
-Ha ha!

Have you seen
that workaholic husband of mine?

I think he's
in his office.

[phone rings]

Hello? Yes.

Hold on a moment.

Augie, dear,
long distance. From Zurich.

Yes? Hi.

Yeah, look, I'm-I'm kind of
busy right now.

Okay, later would
be fine. Bye.

-Well, let's go see Barry.
-Mm-hmm.

Jessica, I've been
reconsidering

our discussion at the
committee meeting.

Thank you so much for
your help, Mr. Grumbacher.

I've decided to support
your candidate

for the trustee position.

Well, she's not
my candidate, Gwen.

I just thought that she
was the best qualified.

Then it's settled.

We'll make it a unanimous
committee recommendation.

-Great.
-Will you be home at around 6:00?

I can stop by with
the amended nomination form.

Oh, yes.

[laughs]
-Barry...

Gwen. What a nice
surprise.

Isn't it?

Here you go, sir.

Ah. Jessica,
here we are.

All repaired and ready to go.
No charge, of course.

Well, thank you, Barry.

Our pleasure.

Ciao, Jessica.

[mouthing] Thank you.

Roy? Something's come up.

I know we can't talk
about it over the phone.

The usual place? Fine.

I'll meet you there
in an hour.

All right. Okay.

That's really been
on my mind.

That's out of
my pocket.

I never even got paid
for the first guarantee job,

but I want to try and make it up to you
for taking the fall.

What's past is past.
But thanks.

Hey, it kills me
to see you working

some dumb nine-to-six job
for some chump change.

Everybody's
got to live, right?

So anyway, listen.

I've been looking
high and low for a situation,

and, well,
there's good news today, Leo.

A tasty little deal
turned up

I might be able to
squeeze you into.

-No kidding?
-Yeah man, right up your alley.

Spinning some of
your old black magic

on the alarm console.
What do you say?

And when is all of this
supposed to happen?

Like, immediately.

See, that's
a problem, Roy.

We're having a big sale
at the store.

I gotta take care
of all kinds of things--

What the hell
are you talking about?

I'm talking about being
a last-minute replacement.

That's what I am, right?

Better late than never.
You want the gig or not?

Sure, but on my terms.

Which are?

You need me that bad,
I get a piece of your action.

Fiffty-fifty.

You put Elgort out of
commission, didn't you?

He's in a coma
at the hospital.

[laughing]

It's the law
of supply and demand.

Sometimes you have to
create your own demand.

You've even been bugging
our meetings, haven't you?

Good part
about that, Roy,

is I'm already up to speed
on my part of the caper.

Kitty wasn't working
with you, was she?

[scoffs] I wish.

It would've been a lot
easier for me that way.

Okay. Fifty-fifty.

[chuckles]

Another meeting,
all of a sudden?

In the middle
of the afternoon?

It's with
my AA sponsor.

Come on, mama,
you're here,

so the apartment's
empty anyway.

Are you sure you're
not getting into trouble again, Kitty?

Mama, do I look
like I'm in trouble?

Here.

-Hi, Mrs. Fletcher.
-Oh, hi.

Sorry I can't stop and talk.
I'm meeting someone.

Oh, almost forgot my bag.

Something's going on
with her,

and I think I know
what it is.

I think she's started
drinking again.

[knock on door]

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher.

I'm so sorry to interrupt
your studying,

but this won't take long.

You said you wanted
to see my TV?

Well, yeah, that movie
that was on...

I don't get that
channel on my set.

Hmm. It's still in the same place.
It must be running again.

Without any actors.
That's very strange.

I'm glad you came by,

because you want to hear
something even stranger?

One of the actors
from that show

turned up in ICU
late last night.

His name is
Norman Elgort,

and he was in
a hit-and-run accident.

He's in a coma.

And that other actor,
the one that played the boss,

came by to visit him this morning
before I went off my shift.

That other actor, the boss...

what did he say,
Susan, exactly?

I checked
with Actors' Equity,

with Screen Actors Guild,
but this Mr. Elgort

doesn't belong to
either one of them.

Yeah, the guy in a coma.

According to
the ambulance service,

this accident took place
just a couple of doors down

from Susan's
apartment house.

[phone rings]

-Yeah?
-Lieutenant Giordano?

-Yeah?
-Your report done?

No.

Look, Mrs. Fletcher,

I don't mean to be
rude or abrupt,

but you caught me
at a really bad time.

Well, I can certainly
see that.

And I'm sure the story
you're telling me

probably isn't as
confusing as it sounds.

Now, you said
it was on TV?

Yeah, but I don't think that
it was a real TV show.

Sure, whatever. Can we
talk about this later

when things quiet down?

Look, lieutenant,
this may be very urgent.

Now, they were planning--

Mrs. Fletcher, please,
you've gotta excuse me.

That's him!
That's one of the men!

Wait. Sit down,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Please, please.

You saw this man?
Where?

I told you, on TV.

Only, I think it was some sort of
a closed-circuit thing.

Now, apparently,
he is the boss.

Now, Susan said that
he came to the hospital

to look in on this
Elgort fellow.

Now, you said when
you saw these people, they were...

Planning a robbery.

And this man
was the leader.

Roy Phipps?
And who else?

Well, I couldn't see
all of them,

but there was a woman there
they called Casey,

but I think those
were her initials.

Kitty Colfax.
We know about her.

She's Phipps' girlfriend.

[phone rings]

Yeah, hold all calls,
please.

Jessica, Jessica...

can we start all over
again at the beginning?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.
You see, last night,

I was invited
to this little party.

[knock on door]

[Gwen] Hello?

[woman] Hey, you're a little early.
I'm just out of the shower.

I'll be right with you.
Make yourself comfortable.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Susan, it's about
your TV.

Oh, I just turned it on
again, Mrs. Fletcher,

and that weird show's
still running.

No, you're not gonna
get away with this.

[gunshots blasting, groans]

Susan, were those
gunshots?

Someone just shot the woman
on the TV. She's a new character.

Listen, Susan,

that isn't a real show
that you're watching.

My friend
lieutenant Giordano

has sent police officers
over to your apartment, and--

[knock on door]

That must be them.
I'll be right back, Mrs. Fletcher.

-Police?
-Yeah.

Are you here
about the TV?

You'll have
to come with me, miss.

Susan? Susan?

Mrs. Fletcher,
you were right.

Someone has been tampering
with the cable feed downstairs.

You mean someone
besides you.

Oh, man.

If I didn't pull that damn stunt
bootlegging the cable,

Susan would still be here
instead of who-knows-where.

Lieutenant,
I think we better let Rob

take another look downstairs.

-Yeah. Right.
-Let's go, Rob.

If you detected
tampering, Rob,

that video feed
might be coming

from somewhere
in this building.

You're right,
Jessica.

I should've taken
a closer look

when I was
down here before.

A guy in your business
ought to know better

than to hitch a ride
on somebody else's cable system.

Next time,
you could be charged with larceny.

Trust me, lieutenant,
there won't be a next time.

[Rob] Oh, now I see
what happened.

When I added the shunt from 3E
up to Susan's apartment,

I was picking up the feed
from 3E without knowing it.

Lieutenant, I have
a pretty good idea

who'll be opening
the door in 3E.

[gasps]
Lieutenant? Mrs. Fletcher?

Can we come in,
Mrs. Colfax?

Sure. What's this
all about?

We had a report of
a disturbance in here.

Where's the body?

Body? What--

Please, what is
this all about, Mrs. Fletcher?

Well, it's rather
complicated, Leah.

Lieutenant, there's
a stain over here

that looks as if someone
had tried to remove it,

but they didn't
quite get it all.

Maybe Kitty
spilled something.

Oh, look,
here's another.

Salad dressing.

When did you get here,
Mrs. Colfax?

Oh, just a few
minutes ago.

I left my part-time clerk
downstairs at the store.

I thought Kitty
was still up here.

I wanted to talk to her,
but she was gone.

Oh, are you saying that
somebody was here and...

and they hurt Kitty?
Oh, please tell me what's going on.

Hey, look.
I found the camera.

Don't touch it!
It might have prints on it.

Now we're starting
to get somewhere.

Yeah, sure.
But where's Susan?

And where's
my daughter?

You won't kill her,
will you, Roy?

To tell you the truth,

I haven't given it a whole
lot of thought yet.

I got more pressing things
on my mind.

You think we can still
make it happen, even though--

Even though nothin'.
I gave Kositchek nice clear orders.

He'll drive out, and he'll
drop off the merchandise.

Assuming he works
fast enough,

we'll be right
back on schedule.

Why'd you have to...
you know.

Who says I did?

But when I walked
into the living room

and found you
bending over...

Hey, maybe
it was you, Kitty.

You were there alone
in the apartment with her

before I even got there.

Hey, forget it.
Never mind.

The point is, you can't
have all this garbage

cluttering up your head.
Not tonight, you understand?

[Phipps] Come on, Dorsey,
move it!

Ha ha!

Hey, is this
little surprise for me?

Don't get too attached
to her, all right?

She won't be with us
very long.

Thanks for waiting
for me, Augie.

I got stuck at
a meeting downtown.

I figured you'd want
to go over it

one last time
before tomorrow.

But we're there now, right?
Point of no return.

Thanks for being
so patient, Mr. Noble.

I just wanted to make sure
about every detail.

I'm not worried, Augie.

Not with your touch.

[chuckling]

[phone rings]

Grumbacher here.

Hello. Is Mr. Noble
still there, by any chance?

Yeah, he's right here,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Jessica,
what can I do for you?

Actually,
I'm looking for Gwen.

We had some museum
business to take care of,

and she's supposed
to stop by my place

with a form to sign,
and she hasn't shown up.

Well, I'm sure
she hasn't forgotten.

She's a fiend
for detail.

Probably just caught
in cross-town traffic.

Yeah, well, that's
what I thought.

But she is
over an hour late.

Well, if I hear from her
before you see her--

Well, tell her I'm at home,
would you?

Thank you so much, Barry.

All right, gentlemen,
that's it.

We'll see you all
tomorrow.

Yes, Sir.

Just get
the door here.

[beeps]
-We're all set.

Come on. I got a table
for us at Luciano's.

Good night, sir.

Leo, time for the night shift
to go on duty?

[beeps]

The welcome mat is out.

Okay, let's go.

Don't look at me.
There's nothing I can do.

[phone rings]

Giordano here.

Lieutenant, is there
any news about Susan?

Not yet, Mrs. Fletcher.
But I was just about to call you.

The first reports
came in from the lab.

Oh, anything
interesting?

Some of the stains
on the carpet in 3E

are definitely blood.
But not Kitty Colfax's type.

Kositchek's fingerprints were
on the surveillance camera,

so he was spying
on his old buddy Phipps.

-Cozy little group.
-Yeah, aren't they, though?

Phipps's fingerprints,
along with Elgort

and their crony Axel Dorsey
also were in the apartment.

So, now we know
who all the players are.

Trouble is, can't find
any of them at the moment.

It would've been nice,
Jessica,

if, when you were
watching them on TV,

they'd have given you
the name and the address

of the place
they were gonna hit.

Lieutenant,
it's a crazy coincidence,

but I believe they did.

And it was your Mr. Phipps
who kindly did the honors.

And I think I know whose blood
you found on that carpet.

[sighs]

Where are they? They were
due out three minutes ago.

I knew you'd make a mistake
sooner or later, Roy.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I had a lot of help
from my friend.

Mrs. Fletcher?

She was alert enough
to spot the Noble logo

on that blueprint
you were using

to map out
your caper.

Mrs. Fletcher?

Oh, Susan.
Thank heavens.

Are you all right?

They... they were
going to kill me.

They had me tied up,
but she let me go.

Okay, good. Now that
you're all here,

I only have
to say this once.

You have the right
to remain silent.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Just wanted to
give you an update.

It's all fitting
together now.

They found Gwen's body
in a drainpipe

near the Queensboro bridge.

Where Leo Kositchek
claims he put it

because Phipps
told him to.

We have witnesses
who saw Gwen and Barry Noble

at a dinner party
just weeks before,

with Noble yelling
he'd divorce her in a second,

but he didn't want her
to get any of his money.

So that was Gwen's motive

for participating
in the theft.

Yeah. And when Noble
somehow found out she was in on it,

that probably put
him over the top, motive-wise.

The gun we found
in the trash barrel

near the murder site
turns out to be the death weapon.

And it was registered
to Barry Noble.

But if he used
his own gun,

why would he leave it
where you'd find it so easily?

Come on, you know most of these guys
really want to get caught.

Anyway, he followed her
back to the apartment, and--

Excuse me, lieutenant,
but something has just occurred to me.

And I'm afraid you're about
to charge the wrong person.

[siren wailing]

Mr. Grumbacher.

Mr. Grumbacher,
glad I caught up with you.

Lieutenant Giordano, NYPD.

Can I... Can I ask you
a big favor?

What sort of favor?

A kind of legality
just cropped up at the jewel store.

The DAs office says
before we can sign over

the big diamond
to Noble's investors,

we have to get it--
what do you call it? Authenticated.

I'd like to help
you out, lieutenant,

but I have an appointment.

Look. Can you spare us
a couple of seconds?

We'll whiz by the store,

you give us the okay
on the stone,

and I'll have
a squad car drop you wherever you say.

I don't want to be late.

Hey, they'll turn on
the siren

and run all the traffic
lights if you tell 'em.

-Okay?
-Okay.

Attaboy, come on,
jump in the back seat there.

Right this way,
Mr. Grumbacher.

Oh, hi, Augie.
I hope you're not mad,

me putting them
in touch with you.

Oh, no, no,
that's okay.

Mrs. Fletcher,
what are you doing here?

Lieutenant Giordano suggested
that I should stop by.

Mr. Grumbacher,
take a seat over here, will you, please?

That's it.

Sit down, make
yourself comfortable.

Now, all you gotta do
is make the official verification

on that diamond, and
you'll be on your way.

Now, then,
Mrs. Fletcher,

what was this dispute

you had with
Mrs. Noble about?

Well, it wasn't exactly
a dispute, lieutenant.

It was more in
the nature really of--

Excuse me, lieutenant. I can't
do what you asked me to do.

Why not?
I can't authenticate this

because it's not real.

You're kiddin'.

Then where's the real one?

The thieves must have
gotten it after all.

And how would they have
managed that, Mr. Grumbacher,

when they were caught
in mid-robbery?

Unless you're referring
to yourself.

Oh, I-I don't know what
you mean, Mrs. Fletcher.

I think you do.

You were part of their plan
from the very beginning.

In many ways,
you were the key man.

Mrs. Fletcher, I--

For starters,
you were in a position

to delay the cutting
of the diamond

long enough
for Phipps and the others

to mount
their robbery plan.

That's ridiculous. I wasn't
delaying in helping anyone.

I was simply
doing my job.

Actually, you needed
the time for yourself, too,

because, while they were
plotting and preparing,

you worked out
an extra plan of your own.

Your plan was to steal
the diamond yourself

and let the others
conceal your crime

by unknowingly stealing
a second model that you'd made.

So Phipps wouldn't realize
he'd been tricked

until after
it was all over.

Then who could
he complain to?

And while the police
were chasing them,

you cut the diamond
into smaller shapes

so that you could dispose
of them without being traced.

This is all a fabrication,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Not really, Augie.
Your plan was perfect

until Gwen Noble
stumbled into it.

The other day,
when I met you,

your phone rang
and Gwen answered it.

It was a call
from Zurich.

And that upset
both of you,

because she wasn't
supposed to know about that.

It was your secret.

I'm sorry, but I get
a lot of phone calls.

I don't particularly
recall that one.

We checked
the phone records.

The call was from
Sebastian Racoubian,

one of the 11 calls
you had with him in the last month.

Interpol lists Racoubian

as a well-known
black-market gem dealer.

He was the fence
who was gonna dispose

of the cut stones
for you.

Gwen probably recognized

Mr. Racoubian's voice
on the phone,

and you knew that if she
got to Phipps and told him,

it was all over
for you.

Nobody's ever gonna
believe any of this.

I bet Phipps will.
And when I tell him

he was
busting his chops cracking a safe

to get at a phony diamond...
oh, he'll be glad.

Okay, okay, okay,
I admit it.

I was in on the robbery.

It almost worked.

A few hours more, and I
would have been in Zurich.

A multimillionaire.

Listen, lieutenant,

now that I've given you
back the diamond,

suppose I testify against
Phipps and the others?

Maybe we can cut a deal.

Sounds interesting.

Except for
one little detail.

-What's that?
-Gwen Noble's murder.

-I didn't kill anybody.
-I'm afraid you did, Augie.

Your diamond-cutting
preparation gave you away.

You see, Mrs. Colfax said
the other spots on her carpet

were salad dressing,

and it wasn't until
a little while ago,

when I was
preparing a salad,

that I realized it might
have been olive oil

that made those stains.

The lab boys say
it's a combination

of olive oil and
powdered diamond dust.

You'd been working
with the diamond cutter

when the phone call came,

so the residue
was on your shoes

when you followed Gwen to
the apartment and killed her.

I panicked.

She couldn't wait
to call Phipps.

I knew she wouldn't
chance it over the phone,

but once they got together,

I was afraid
that he'd kill me.

I knew I had to stop her.

So, when no one
was looking, I--

I took the gun out of
Mr. Noble's desk, and...

and followed her
to the apartment.

So you're here.
Good.

Because I'm gonna
tell them what you're trying to do.

Trying to cheat us
out of--

You're not gonna
get away with this.

All those years
being paid a pittance

for polishing
those priceless diamonds

for everyone else.

I just wanted something
for myself.

Then you think you did well on
the medical boards?

I aced 'em. I know I did.

It's incredible. After
all that's happened,

I walked into those
exams so relaxed.

Sometimes experiences
like that

remind us what's
really important.

Tell me.

Oh, Jessica,
before I forget,

that part finally came in,
so I can fix your cable.

Thanks, Rob,
but I think I'll pass.

[laughter]