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Laura, do you think I like working late?

Stop lying to me, David.

That blonde.

Stop lying to me. You're seeing her again.

I've told you, and I've told you, it's over.

They're going to see you tonight.

Laura, I'm ending this conversation right now.

Excuse me, but Mr. Fremont's meeting's just ending.

If you want to catch him, it's a good time.

I didn't want to bother you.

But when this came up on the computer, I thought I should mention it.

I know you did the right thing.

This is very distressing.

Have you mentioned this to anyone else?

Do you want me to?

Not till we sort it out.

If your computer comes up with anything else, just... Bring it to me.

What was that about?

Oh, nothing.

A very old, very valued customer with a very large overdraft.

Well, this valued customer certainly doesn't have that problem.

The man who just came in here, where'd he go?

Sorry, ma 'am, I can't tell you that.

Where is he?

He went up to the penthouse.

You'll need my key for the elevator.

What are you doing? I'm reaching for the key.

Hurry up. Easy, lady, easy.

This couldn't wait. I had to see you.

Oh,

dear.

Hey,

Julie. Hi. Hi, Gus.

Who's this?

You like it?

Oh, yeah.

You don't think it's too... No, it's right on the money.

Thank you. Yeah.

I understand you've taken on Laura McCourt. Yeah.

Interesting how she pointed a gun at a security guard and then turned up next

the body of her dead husband with a gun in her hand.

She's admitted to all that.

Then how can you possibly think she's innocent?

There was a witness.

A woman. If I can find that witness. Have you read the residue report?

Well, sure.

I don't guess you'd spring for a bottle of pop.

Sure.

What do you want? Great.

The resident report shows she had powder all over her hand. So she obviously

fired the gun and killed her husband.

Well, there were two shots, several seconds apart.

She shot him twice.

That doesn't make any sense.

The coroner's report said that each shot was fatal. Why shoot him twice?

Doesn't stand to reason.

Oh, come on. We're not talking about reason.

We're not. No, we're talking hell has no fury like a woman scorned.

Oh, who doesn't know that?

Laura McCord was jealous, excitable, high -strung, and she can hold a grudge.

But she did not kill her husband.

Somebody besides David McCord and the witness was in that apartment when Laura

arrived. That person killed David McCord. And when Laura collapsed, he put

gun in her hand, fired a second shot.

That is some incredible story.

It is, isn't it? Yeah.

Well, I don't buy it.

Enjoy your lunch. Oh, that's right.

Oh.

That is a nice suit.

And you are the security guard at the Carlisle Arms?

For seven years now, yes.

Were you working the night of David McCord's murder?

I was. Did anything unusual happen that night?

Yes.

A woman came in waving a gun and demanding to know where Mr. McCord was.

What did you do?

She had a gun on me.

I used my key to let her upstairs.

And then what did you do? I called the police.

And when the police arrived, I went outside to meet them.

We heard a gunshot. Then we went up to the penthouse.

And what did you find in that penthouse?

The dead man.

And next to him was the woman from the lobby with the gun in her hand.

Can you identify that woman?

Yes, I can.

Is she here in the courtroom? She is.

Would you point her out to us?

Your Honor!

Your Honor, I want to testify.

This is the woman I caught with David. His mistress.

I was there. I saw the murder. I want to testify.

Order in the court.

Counsel, please approach the bench.

What do you think?

Your Honor.

The people would like a recess so I can interview this woman.

Your Honor, if justice is what we're looking for, this woman's not a witness.

Why don't we put her on the stand and hear her story?

Miss Marge? Just so I understand, you want to waive any defense right to a

continuance and just put this woman on the stand?

Yeah.

Why not?

I'll give you a few minutes to prepare.

Thank you, Your Honor.

That

woman

saw everything, and she's willing to testify.

Well, let's hear what she has to say.

Mr. Matlock, Miss March, may we proceed?

Yes, Your Honor. Yes, Your Honor.

Bayliss, bring the witness in.

Well, bring her in.

Your Honor, she's disappeared.

Julie! Oh, Ben, you scared me half to death. What are you doing here?

Same as you, I guess. Looking for evidence.

Are you... All right.

In a minute.

The corridor sealed that elevator. I had to walk all the way up, five or six

floors. Seven, actually.

Well, I suppose an apartment like this costs.

A lot.

Ben, your jacket.

Oh, paint.

Oh, my jacket.

Julie March.

Yes.

Where?

What time was that?

Uh, well, I think we're going to need more than that, but, uh, would you keep

informed? Thanks.

Anything?

Uh, I don't know. The police found a cab driver who may or may not have picked

her up.

Where'd he take her? The bus station.

I'm not our witness. I don't think so. I doubt it.

Uh, why do you think, uh...

A woman like that would have hiking boots with mud all over them.

Well, maybe she likes to hike.

I mean, even a woman like that can't spend all of her time like that.

Well,

my turn to buy lunch?

Another time.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Well, after we left that woman's apartment, I got to thinking about the

you found on her shoes.

I got to wondering why a woman with an expensive car like that in the garage

would take a taxi.

And I talked to that taxi driver, and he told me that the woman he picked up

spoke with a slight ill accent.

And he brought her to the bus station.

And court reconvenes in 48 hours, so I have 48 hours to find that thickness.

Hi.

By any chance, do you recall a young woman, early 20s, very pretty, who might

have bought a ticket, oh, say, in the last couple of hours to somewhere in the

hills?

No.

Let's put it this way.

Where in the hills would a person go if a person went to the hills?

I don't know.

Gunters Creek.

That's where the mud came from that was on her boots, and that's where she is.

You did sell a ticket to a pretty girl to Gunther's Creek, didn't you?

Yeah.

I would like a window seat, please.

I'll drive you. What?

We might get lucky.

We might find the witness before court reconvenes.

We should do this more often.

Chase a witness back up in the hills?

No,

I mean get out of our offices.

You know, take the time to stop and smell the ground.

Oh, Ben, I'll get that paid out for you. Just give me your jacket. Oh, I can't

give you my clothes to clean. You don't take in laundry.

Why not? It's just... Just a jacket.

That's too much trouble.

Oh, not as much trouble as driving me all the way to Gunther's Creek.

Well, actually, I'm doing that more for myself.

When we find that witness, we'll identify David McCord's killer.

Right. Laura McCord.

Or you mean who framed Laura.

I'm going to stop talking to these boys for a while. I'll see what I can find

out. Okay.

Good picking. Good picking.

Good picking.

Boy, sure gets hot up here in Georgia this time of year, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does. It gets hot.

That's a nice guitar.

I used to do a little picking. I used to pick all the time. I used to pick with

St. Clair Bassnight, I guess.

You remember St. Clair Bassnight?

Went barefooted all the time. Said shoes bothered his feet.

He was a great picker. Great picker.

Well,

how do you like to be your son of the dog?

Pop the hood for me, Bob.

All right.

Well, I guess if you look at it this way, I can only get better.

I enjoyed that. I enjoyed that.

Yes, sir.

Georgia Hill is the beautifulest time of year. Beautiful.

I guess folks born here go away looking for someplace that's better.

Always wind up coming back.

Dad? Dad? Look at this quilt.

The workmanship is just beautiful.

It's a wedding quilt.

How you doing?

Let me show you that cafe in a minute.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Folks coming home for Christmas.

Folks coming home for Thanksgiving.

Just folks.

Coming home?

Mister, you looking for information?

Gonna cost you a hundred bucks.

Ice tea, please. Lots of lemon.

Yeah, nothing like an iced tea on a hot day, is there?

Say, you from Atlanta?

Uh, yes.

How'd you know?

Well, I'm a salesman.

Farm implements.

Good salesman learns to read people.

Oh, hey, no, no. This one's on me. Oh, no.

No, no, no.

Please. It's just my way of saying welcome to town. Well, thank you.

Hey,

I got lucky.

Our mystery lady is not Sondra Daniels, the name on the condo. Wanda said...

The lady with the quilts told me she saw Wanda get off the noon bus.

She also told me where Wanda lived and that her boyfriend, Dan, lives way back

in the hill.

Say, why don't you and I go sit in one of those booths over there? What do you

say, sweet face?

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't start something you can't finish. All right, pop.

No, no.

Hey.

Jackass!

Touch your hair.

Pops.

You took care of him.

Me too, thanks.

See the carburetor I'll

be

right back Well, you don't have a distributor cat Why not?

I might took it.

You know where I can get one maybe What'll cost you a hundred? Oh, come on.

can walk The lady with the quilt said that Wanda's place is just a mile or two

up the road.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Hello? Hi. You made it on the mailbox.

Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Oh.

Here. Thank you.

Oh, good?

Oh, it's wonderful.

I don't understand a word you're saying. Ben, try to reach by ropes.

Were those men?

How did they know we were looking for Wanda? Are they looking for Wanda, too?

Does it make any sense?

Why did they tie us up?

I mean, why didn't they just shoot us? I would have. Wouldn't you?

No.

Oh, I can't believe this is happening to us.

First that long drive, and then that awful man in the cafe, and then the

distributor cab, and then we get tied up.

Oh, excuse me. My stomach is growling.

We should have eaten in that cafe.

Weren't you hungry?

You didn't say anything.

Well, you should have said something.

Did you notice they had waffles?

Pancakes.

Waffles.

A syrup.

Waffles with applesauce.

Biscuits.

Potato pie.

Oh,

I'm free.

Put your hands up.

Ben.

This is Ben Matlock from Atlanta. He's a lawyer.

This is my barn and you're trespassing.

Wanda moved to Atlanta a couple years ago.

Yes, yes.

That's why we're here.

I told you to put those hands up. I'm Julie March, and I'm a lawyer, too.

Actually, I'm with the Atlanta DA's office.

Now, I know you're just trying to protect Wanda, and that's wonderful, but

in terrible trouble.

And I am to hold him.

Wanda is a witness to murder, and she can identify...

There are some very, very dangerous men looking for her.

You ain't gonna hurt Wanda. No, no.

We can see that she's protected.

If they don't get to her first, I got Wanda where she's safe.

You can't hide her forever, Dad.

We want to help her.

Wanda? Me.

Brought people.

It's been Matlock and Julie March from court. We want to help.

Thank you, Mr. Matlock.

You've been very helpful.

Let's go.

He's waiting.

Wanda, no.

Shut up!

It's all right, Dan. Please, they'll kill all of us.

It's all right. I'll go with you. Just please don't hurt them.

Drop your gun! Don't even think of it!

Who are those men?

They work for that guy. What guy?

That foreigner who built a big house down by the lake about three years ago.

Ruined her life.

One night she just decided to go to a party there. I told her they wouldn't

her in, but she went anyway.

Next day she moved to Atlanta.

We were going to be married.

Since I was eight years old, I never loved anybody else.

I'm going to circle around back.

Be careful.

Sorry, folks. Let's close private parties. My name's Ben Matlock. I'm a

We need to see the host.

Please turn your vehicle around. You're on private property.

I'm a deputy DA.

Now, unless your boss wants us back here in a half hour with a court order and

the police, you better let us in.

Right through there.

Mr.

Prima?

Look, Mr. Matlock, Miss March.

What a surprise to see you, Mr. Prima.

My wife's family has a house on the other side of the lake. We've summered

for years.

Are you throwing this party?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm just here to be neighborly.

Why are you here?

Well, it's a long story.

Have a good time. Oh, excuse me. My wife.

Curious, isn't it? I know.

It's Albert Agura.

I understand you wish to see me.

Are you our host?

That's my caviar.

How can I help you? My name's Ben Matlock. I'm a lawyer. This is Julie

She's the assistant D .A. from Atlanta.

We're looking for a material witness to a murder, and we have reason to believe

she was brought here against her will.

Forced to come to my party.

And who is this rugged guest?

Wanda Sutton. Do you know her, Mr. Agura?

Everybody that lives by the lake knows Wanda Sutton.

Robert, have you seen Miss Sutton?

In the boathouse. One of her favorite spots.

It's quite possible she would not want to be disturbed.

Now I know.

A girl that foreigner Wanda ran off with.

Yeah. Yeah.

Millions.

Millions. Millions in drugs. Ruthless. Wanda is his mistress, and he wanted his

mistress back.

Yeah. Yeah.

I guess the Justice Department would like to talk to Wanda after all she's

and heard. Oh, that poor girl.

I bet Wanda saw something just recently that Mr.

Agoury just assumed she'd not talk about.

Right there.

Bring it up a little closer.

Not a sign of her.

She can't have disappeared into thin air.

Oh, thank you so much.

Keep searching, whatever it takes.

I feel terrible that something like this could happen to a guest of mine.

Yes, sir.

Here's me.

Did I see you in town?

Yep.

At the store.

I do chores for Mr.

Agour.

Mr. Matlock, I want to help, but I gave you everything David was working on when

you first came in here right after you were shot.

I know you have, and I appreciate it. I really do. But humor me.

Run just one more computer check. See where it leads.

What do you say?

All right, I'll give it a try.

Yeah.

Yeah. I'm just... I'm just sitting here.

Hi. Hi.

You know, I've been thinking... About the case?

Yeah. I wish we could have found one.

Yeah.

Do you think we should ask for a postponement?

No, I think... I think I'd like to go ahead.

Why? Have you found out something?

Well, I might have.

Well, you certainly have a lot of opportunities.

Your client certainly could have done it.

I mean, her husband was having an affair and the gun was in her hand. Yeah, the

gun. Or it could have been either of those two guys who work for a girl.

Or a girl himself.

He certainly had motive. I mean, his girlfriend was cheating on him with

husband. But don't get me wrong.

I still believe Laura McCord is guilty.

You know, when

I uncover something, it might

be important.

A clue or some evidence.

something. I, uh, first thing I think is, um, I want to tell you.

It is?

Sometimes. Oh, but you can't do that. Oh, no.

Oh, no. Ethics and all.

It's a strange life we lead, isn't it?

Sometimes we're together and sometimes we're poles apart.

I know.

But we almost got a chance to work together this one time, didn't we?

Yeah, trudging up those hills. Oh, I have never been so hungry and

so dusty.

And tired.

Lost. And foot sore.

I had the time of my life.

I'll certainly never forget it.

Nor I.

Whichever way this turns out, I wish... I do, too.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

do. Once again, you're a hell of a traveler.

Let's go somewhere sometime, just for fun.

Yeah, let's do, let's do.

If I might interrupt, are you prepared to examine this witness?

Uh, yes, ma 'am.

Mr. Ogura, that's an elegant home you have out near

Gunther's Creek.

We like it.

That's nice.

And that must mean business is good.

Indeed.

Exactly what business are you in?

I deal in international finance.

Oh.

So you're an important man, a powerful man.

I wouldn't say that.

Isn't it true, though, that you travel in the company of two bodyguards,

Cortez and Frank Grady?

I employ literally hundreds of people.

Including Eduardo Cortez and Frank Grady. Yes.

This is People's Exhibit G.

This gun is owned by the defendant.

Do you recognize this gun, do you?

Not at all. Yep.

If I told you that this gun was last in the possession of your employee,

Mr. Grady, would that stir your recollection?

No.

Isn't it true that you were at the scene of David

McCord's murder?

No, it is not true. And during that scene, the defendant...

the victim's wife, arrived and collapsed.

And at that time, you removed this gun from her hand and placed the murder

weapon in her hand. And even though the victim was already dead, you fired a

second shot into his body, leaving powder marks on her hand to make it look

if she were the real killer.

I did no such thing. And then you instructed your employee to get rid of

gun. And unbeknownst to you, he kept it.

Now, before you answer, I have to warn you.

Mr. Grady has agreed to testify to these facts.

All right.

It's true.

But I did not kill David McCourt.

No further questions.

He didn't do it.

Mr. Matlock, would you like to reconsider?

No, ma 'am. Defense would like to call Mr.

Thomas Fremont to the stand.

Mr. Fremont, you're president of the Atlanta Crestmore Bank.

Am I right?

I am, sir, for almost five years now.

And what kind of shape was the bank in when you took it over?

It was a very solid.

medium -sized bank. But you really turned it around, didn't you?

We have experienced some growth, yes.

You're being very modest.

Your bank is one of the five largest banks in the city, isn't it?

One of the five largest in the state, as long as I'm not being modest.

How did you come to know our missing witness, Wanda Sutton?

I'm afraid I don't know her at all.

Well, now, I am confused.

According to these computer runs,

you do know her.

Mr. Matlock, the witness has already answered your question.

Oh, I apologize, Your Honor. I'll rephrase.

I guess you could look at these runs and could explain them to us.

Oh, yes. These are some of the computerized accounting statements for

promotion account.

Now, there is a bill that comes up month after month after month

in the amount of $3 ,280.

And it goes right into your residential mortgage account, doesn't it?

Well, I see it, but I don't know what it's for.

Those are the mortgage payments.

on Wanda Sutton's condominium.

Authorized by you.

Your Honor, is Mr. Matlock sure where he's going with this?

Mr. Matlock?

Yes.

And here is something that's even more fascinating.

Are you aware that Wanda Sutton has a credit

card issued by your bank?

Well, the bank issues thousands of credit cards.

Well, this isn't an ordinary credit card. This is one of those fancy

credit cards with no credit limit.

No credit limit for a girl with no apparent means of support.

And you approved her application, didn't you?

And arranged...

That the bills be paid from the fund.

Well, maybe we better examine these figures. No, no, no.

That's not necessary.

I issued the card.

And the bills were paid from the fund?

If you say so.

And David McCord worked in the credit card department.

And that popped up in his computer. He went over to the condominium you shared

with your mistress, confronted you. Maybe he was going to blackmail you. I

know, but that's why you killed him.

Now, wait a minute.

All right, Wanda and I were lovers, and perhaps I did use funds from the bank's

promotion account.

But that's a far cry from killing anybody.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

But there is one other thing.

There is one other thing. About a year ago, your big, important

bank was in serious financial trouble.

You expanded too fast.

Several big loans went sour, and you needed cash bad. The bank is one of the

strongest in the South.

Only because you made your deal with the devil, and you got a windfall.

Huge cash deposits.

Vast amounts of money.

A hundred million dollars in drug money from your friend Mr.

Ogura.

And then suddenly you were only his employee.

His slave.

You were forced to launder drug money month after month after month after

And that's what popped up.

In David McCord's computer.

And that is a federal offense.

With years in prison.

And that is motive for murder, isn't it?

I did not kill David McCord.

I wasn't even there the night of the murder.

Yes, you were.

I was not.

Where do you buy your suits?

Custom -made for me by my tailor.

I imagine they're expensive.

Yes, yes, they are.

What do you do with them when you're through wearing them? I give them to

charity. All of them? Yes.

All but one.

When I went back up to that condominium looking for clues, I

had to go up the stairs.

I rubbed against the wall and I got red paint on my coat.

What? They've been painting that building for months.

They've been painting it for three and a half years and they're still not

finished. Now, I imagine when you went up and down that penthouse, you used the

elevator. But on the night of the murder, you used the stairs.

You used the stairs to avoid the police.

I was not in the apartment.

And you rubbed against the wall just like I did.

You got red paint on your suit.

And when you got home to your house on the lake, you threw that suit away.

Now, if I threw my suit away, I don't imagine anybody would pick it up.

Of course, I wouldn't throw it away.

But somebody found your suit.

An expensive pinstripe suit.

What's the little paint?

And that person has been very proud to wear that suit.

Come on.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. Right here.

Right here. Right here.

Right here.

Are you right here?

Red paint.

Same shade.

The coat even has your initials on the inside pocket.

That's your coat.

I am not answering any more questions.

I think that's a sound move.

Your Honor, at this time, I request that all charges against my client be

dropped. The people concur, Your Honor.

Case dismissed.

Here we are.

Ice cold.

How did you get such an inspired outfit? Oh, it must be the company I keep.

We've been looking all over for you.

Hi. If you want to testify, trial's over.

Actually, we heard you were down here having a picnic, so we brought you some

blueberry coffee. Oh.

Thank you. And some news.

We got married.

Oh, Danny.

Hey, you know, you said let's go somewhere for fun. This turned out to be

perfect. Let's help ourselves.

Yes, oh, yes.