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I'm sorry. Can you tell me again which coins you think my husband would like?

Well, judging from what I know of his collection, it would either be this,

is $569, or this, which is

$529. Oh.

They're both beautiful.

Damn. This is hard.

Mrs. Hansfield, I have to step out for a moment. When you've made up your mind,

Rob there will take care of you.

Just take your time.

I can't stand this another minute.

Look after her while I grab some lunch, will you? No problem.

If you have any questions, just let me know.

Sure.

I can't decide.

Do you sell gift certificates?

Not ordinarily, no.

Maybe I could just ask him which coin he'd like.

Ah, hell, maybe I'll just buy him a tie.

Tell Mr. Koskoff thanks anyway, okay?

Certainly.

He took a coin out of the safe and put it in his raincoat.

Left -hand pocket.

Follow it.

I don't want him to leave town until he gives back every coin he's taken from

me. You got it.

That was fast.

I lost my appetite.

Get up.

356 items in the inventory.

There were 357 this morning.

I made a sale.

That hands -free lady who was just here. Oh, are you a liar?

There it is in your coat pocket.

This coin is worth more than $5 ,000.

I know who Mr. Stryker is, Rob. The guy who keeps calling you. I listened last

night. He's your bookie.

Every time you owe him some money, you steal a coin from the shop, isn't he? My

coin. I went over the invoices last night. There's 11 coins, Rob.

That's nearly $40 ,000 worth missing.

It wasn't me, I swear.

I want them back.

I want every single coin you stole from me back.

They're gone.

All of them.

I want the money. I want $40 ,000.

Do you hear me?

He can't breathe.

I don't have it. Then get it, or I'm going to call the police.

You understand?

I'm not going to be ruined by a piece of garbage like you.

I want that money by Thursday.

You understand me?

9 .53.

Rob Casey went to house call car service. Met with the owner, Mitchell

A bitter argument ensued.

11 .30.

I followed Casey to vid proof off West 3rd. He met with Jeffrey Barr.

A bitter argument ensued.

12 -22.

Casey went directly to the suburban residence of one Nancy Proctor. I

her mailbox.

Another argument ensued.

The next day, it rained.

2 .24.

I followed Rob Casey to the far west end of Striker Park.

He stumbled around in the underbrush, finally found the tree he was looking

and dug up what appeared to be a strong box.

Then he set up a camera on a tripod and took pictures of himself with the box.

4 .42.

The rain finally stopped.

Casey ran a red light back into town. He went to a one -hour photo shop and

spent 50 minutes inside.

5 .22.

Casey went directly to the post office where he carried some sort of case

inside.

5 .45.

Casey has returned to his residence. He carried the case inside.

I'll be home soon, sweetheart.

Oh, dinner's in the refrigerator.

And, honey, give Mrs. Waverly a break. Your ghost stories scare her.

I love you too, Davey. Bye -bye.

Anybody here?

Mr. Costco?

Yes? I'm Lieutenant Bob Brooks, Atlanta Police Department. I'd like to ask you

some questions.

What about?

A man named Rob Casey was shot and killed yesterday evening.

I understand he'd work for you?

Yes, yes, he did.

Well, evidently, you and he had a fight yesterday?

He was stealing from me.

Mr. Casey was shot about 6 .15.

Where were you then?

You think I killed him?

How could I get my money back if I killed him? Where were you?

Well, at about five yesterday afternoon, I got a phone call from a man

who said he had some rare coins to sell, and he wanted me to come to his home at

seven.

Can you give me the man's name?

No, I can't.

The address was out in Decatur, and when I got out there, all I found was an

empty house with a for sale sign in front.

Excuse me.

Mr. Kafka, we found this gun in a dumpster down the block. Have you ever

before?

Ballistics says the gun was the murder weapon and it's yours.

Look, the last time I saw it, it was on a shelf in my closet.

How long ago was that?

Oh, weeks, months, I don't know.

This victim, this Rob Casey, did he steal any early American coins?

Sometimes. Not the 1804 silver dollar.

No, that's still in the case.

I found an 1850 Liberty Seated silver dollar over in Athens about a month ago,

just in fair condition.

When you were in Decatur looking at those coins, did anybody see them?

Well, of course not. Oh, yeah, I guess that was the idea, wasn't it?

The police say the woman who found the body works for you.

To Hansfield. She's a private investigator.

What was she doing at his house?

She was following him. I wanted to make sure he didn't leave town.

Ben, whenever you've been in my shop, I've always been honest with you.

Well, now I'm in your shop.

What's going to happen to me?

Murder weapon belongs to you.

Witness saw you strangling the victim the day of the murder.

You have no alibi.

Take my case, please.

Well, Michael, my fee is, you know...

The 1804 silver dollar is yours.

I'll throw in the 1836 Goldberg proof.

Give me the liberties ceded through 1851. You got a deal?

I'm not going to sell them. You can come see them.

All right.

Look at it this way, Michael. You just got 100 grand worth of legal services

$13.

Come in.

Hello. Hello.

Are you Linda Hansfield? Yes.

Mr. Matlock. I've been expecting you.

Is that right?

Yes. I heard you were representing Mr.

Koskoff. I thought you'd want to talk to me.

Would you like some coffee? It's fresh. No, thanks.

Well, have a seat, then.

All right. Thank you.

Michael, Mr.

Koskoff, said that you have been following...

Rob Casey.

I was.

Well, then, I guess you as well as, or maybe better than anyone would know how

he spent the last two days of his life.

I have a detailed account of where he was and who he was with right here.

Could I look it up?

I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a copy.

Oh, terrific.

One condition.

What's that?

Mr. Matlock, as you might expect, it's tough being a woman in this business.

It's my boy.

It's a fine -looking boy.

Thanks. I'm proud of him.

He's proud of me, too.

Thinks his mom has a really neat job.

But usually the only reason I get hired is because somebody needs an

investigator fast, and I'm the only one available.

You know what I need?

Credibility.

The kind I'd undoubtedly get if, say, I were to spearhead a murder investigation

for a famous criminal attorney.

I... I have an investigator.

What if it's worthless?

What if it's not?

Rob Casey talked to three people after he left Mr. Koskoff's coin shop.

Just three people.

24 hours later, he was dead.

Their names are right here.

This is blackmail.

I know.

I must have missed the killer by seconds.

You could have gotten killed yourself.

I had my gun.

Is

that

the way whoever it was came in?

Had to be.

I was watching the front door the whole time.

Back door was locked.

What do you think?

I think Rob Casey knew his killer well enough to let him in, don't you?

Yeah.

His camera.

Shutter set for delayed release.

Those are the people he talked to the day before.

And those are their addresses.

Looks like he was going to send the same three pictures to all of them.

That's what he was wearing when you followed him in the woods?

Yeah.

I followed him to this photo lab.

Joe!

I would have got here sooner, but I got stuck in traffic.

There's a big pileup over on Pine and Whitney.

Hi. Hi. Do Pine and Whitney intersect?

Maybe it was Pike and Whitney.

Uh, Tyler, this is Linda Hansfield, Linda Tyler Hudson.

Hi again.

Hello. Uh, well, keep looking, see if you come up with anything else. I've got

to go to Mr.

Coscoff's arraignment.

Uh, Phil and Tyler, where we are, get acquainted.

So, are you a friend of Michelle's?

No, I... I work here.

Then what do you do?

I'm a private investigator.

May I help you?

I'm looking for Mitchell Sands.

Just a minute.

Mitch!

I'm Mitchell Sands.

You own this place?

Yes.

It's amazing.

I have never seen a repair shop where you can eat off the floor.

Well, like the science says, we make house calls.

Something goes wrong with your car, we go to your house and fix it.

Uh, does your car need repairing, Mr.? Tyler Hutton.

No, no, my car is fine.

I wanted to ask you about Rob Casey.

You know, the gentleman that you were seen talking to out front a couple days

ago?

I've never seen this man before.

No, I've never heard of Rob Casey.

Then why do you suppose he was going to send you these pictures?

I have them the foggiest.

Miss Proctor. Mrs. I'm divorced.

Well, it happens to the best of us.

Mrs. Proctor, Rob Casey was here in this house talking to you less than a week

ago. I saw him with my own eyes.

That's just not possible.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Her brother's picking on her again.

Anyway, uh, client. Well, here, come sit down.

Thank you. Now, where were we?

Oh, um, do you know, um, Mitchell Sands or, uh, Jeffrey Barr?

Nope.

Would you mind taking a look at this picture again?

I don't know him.

Friend, I can look at that picture all day. It's not going to change anything.

don't know this guy.

Well, just one more question.

How can you stand working in this place?

Do you sell surveillance cameras?

State -of -the -art security systems. We provide for our commercial and

residential clients, banks, jewelers, import -export. The list is endless.

As well as the private homeowner.

Wait, you put cameras in people's houses?

Only if they don't trust their relatives.

Oh, I... You tape the contents of homes and businesses. In case they ever are

burglarized, they'll have a hard copy record of their possessions for

purposes. Exactly.

That's a great idea.

Well, I'm sorry I can't help.

Thanks anyway.

Just one more question.

Sure.

Where were you last Wednesday evening about 7 p .m.? Well, let's see here.

Monday, Tuesday.

Wednesday, I was with Mr.

and Mrs. Lionel Dorfman videotaping the contents of their four -bedroom home.

A major, major problem.

No kidding.

You should have known better than to put Rob Casey in charge of getting rid of

that stuff.

How the hell were we supposed to know he'd use it for black men?

All right, what are we going to do?

There's only one thing we can do.

What?

We find it and get rid of it.

Now, he had to stash the stuff somewhere.

All right, but what about this lawyer and these flunkies he's got sniffing

around? We know what we're looking for.

They don't.

You know Bob Brooks?

I know who he is. The detective.

Yeah. He gave me this key.

Wanted to know what I was looking for.

Did you tell him?

No. You don't know, do you?

No.

Well.

Well, whatever it was, somebody beat us to it. Yeah.

Thank you.

What did you say?

I said, yeah.

Yeah.

Ben's hung up giving a statement. He'll be back after a while.

You mean the house just blew right up? Yeah.

It was a good show.

Antiseptic? Thanks.

Do you know Mitchell Sands? Car repair.

Well, he's very reluctant to talk.

Claims he was stepping out on his wife the night of the murder.

But the dame he was supposed to be with was in Bermuda at the time.

And all these corporate accounts that he's supposed to have, none of the

companies have heard of him. So how does he stay in business?

You tell me.

I'll pick up my son at the school and I'll drop him off at the sitters. I'll

stop by, Mr. Sands. I'll handle it.

It'll be very simple for me. No simpler than for me. I have a car and

everything.

I didn't mean to step on your toes. You didn't. I jumped out of the way.

May I make a suggestion?

Why don't both of you go?

Together, you know, as a team.

How can you?

Yeah, let's go, short stuff. What's your name again?

Tyler.

Do you work for my mom?

Not exactly.

Mr. Hudson and I are working together, honey.

Sort of.

Okay, here we are.

Now, I won't be picking you up until after dinner tonight.

Mommy's working.

Okay, Mommy, I love you. I love you, too. Big hug.

Oh.

And don't forget to take your medicine, okay?

Okay. Okay, bye -bye.

This is Waverly. My mom's got another guy working for her.

Oh, come in.

So what do you think?

About what?

About the case.

Well, the deceased needed a lot of money.

In a hurry.

And he went to some people and tried to get it from them.

Mitchell Stans, Nancy Proctor, Jeffrey Barr.

Right. And they all turned him down.

And then he went out and took those weird pictures to try to force the money

of them.

Blackmail.

Ah, yes. A subject with which I understand you are extremely familiar.

Now listen, Tyler. I'm here and I'm staying, so get used to it.

I'm not proud of the way I got this job, but I'd be a fool not to take advantage

of this. Oh, you have taken advantage of it all right.

Damn right.

This is a tough business. You think I get to tell my kid I go to work every

Try once a week if I'm lucky. That's right.

Bring up the kid.

What's that?

Nothing. Just turn around.

I thought we were going to go see Sam. Turn around. Why?

I have to make a stop.

Alone. It's some personal business.

You stay in the car.

You understand?

No problem.

Ben, I work.

Oh. Has Linda given you trouble?

Not trouble, exactly.

Well, what is exactly?

Well, it just... Just what?

It just galls me the way she got this job.

Oh.

Yeah, it galled me a little at first, too, but you gotta hand it to her. She

what she wanted, and she went for it.

Either one of us would have done the same thing.

Well, I suppose.

Well, what's the trouble?

Well, she's got a kid.

I know it. And he thinks I work for her.

If anything happens to her, that kid's an orphan.

Now, I am trying to conduct an investigation here, and I gotta look

kid's mother?

Well, nobody was looking after Linda before us. I'm sure she can take care of

herself.

I work alone.

Tyler, I know we'd all like things to be the way they've always been, but

sometimes they're just not.

Now, I made a deal with this girl for the information she had, and the deal is

job on this case.

I don't know what else to tell you.

walk in here and make an accusation like that?

I'm not accusing you of anything. I'm just stating the fact. Get out of here.

Your alibi doesn't wash and your company is a fraud.

Get out of here. You can explain here or in court. I said get the hell out of

here.

Now!

You got trouble, fella.

Whoa. Can you make that out right there? Well, it looks like some kind of a

label, but it's not too small to read. Too small. I have to blow it up bigger.

These pictures of these guns and whatever this is, those three people Rob

knew had to be real interested in this stuff. I bet whoever blew up his house

was looking for this box.

Which one of you is Ben Matlocks?

I'm Ben Matlock.

Mr. Matlocks and I need to talk in private. Hey, you can't come in here and

tell people that... Say goodbye, Mr. Matlocks.

Michael, I'll see you later.

My name is Matlock.

My employer wants to see you, Mr. Matlocks.

Mr. Matlock.

Don Vincent. Pleased to meet you.

Don Vincent, not the, uh... Yes?

I'm surprised we haven't met before.

I'm not.

You defend murderers.

Me? I'm just a businessman.

Oh. You play?

Uh, no, I never got to hang out.

How about a little gentleman's wage of, say, $50 that I can...

birdie this hole. What do you say?

Oh, I don't believe I got $50 on me. Don't worry about it.

I'll lend it to you.

Excuse me.

believe it went in that that little no trees right there just i think i kind of

caught the edge of the fairway right out there check it out mr matlock and i are

gonna walk

My people are detaining someone we caught trespassing on my property

He says his name is Tyler Hudson.

Yeah, he works for me.

I don't know what he's doing on your property, but if somebody found him

I'm sure he had good reason. He also states he was following someone you

was involved in a murder.

Oh,

probably Mitchell Sands and Jeffrey Barr.

Now, what makes you think that Mitchell was involved in the murder?

Well, I don't know. For one thing, he lied about his alibi.

Hey, Dom, you were right. It's right here. Great shot.

Excuse me. A -9.

It went in that pond over there.

Think so?

I lost it in the sun.

Yeah. It went that way.

Check it out.

Mr. Matlock, there's something that you should know about Mitchell Sands.

Mitch and I do business together.

He fix your cars?

Occasionally.

I don't understand. How does he do it when none of his trucks...

ever, ever leave his garage.

Diversification.

The major part of Mitch's cash flow is derived from sources outside of his auto

repair business.

That doesn't make any sense.

No? Hey, Don!

Hell of a shot. You're hot today, huh?

Give me my putter.

Mitchell Sands' alibi.

I'm cutting.

Yeah! All right.

Mitch has an alibi.

I prefer not to go into detail, but you have my word on it as a gentleman.

Thank you, Mr. Matlock.

Arsonist reports in on Rob Casey's house to say it was an accident.

Yeah, our top -of -the -line arsonist.

Okay, one portable safe made by the Century Safe Company and identical to

one Rob Casey dug up.

You know, they sell these things to everybody.

Banks, motels, hotels, pawn shops, museums.

We have to find that one.

Maybe somewhere in Linda's notes.

You know, if...

If someone else is looking for that safe, they may try to get Linda's notes.

Rob Casey does have a P .O. box here, but I'm afraid I can't open it for you.

Why not?

Federal law. Your name's not on the application.

It should be.

Can I see that?

Thanks anyway.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

On the 17th of this month, a fellow by the name of Rob Casey came in here. Now,

does he have a post office box or something here? As a matter of fact, he

What's the number?

I'm sorry, I can't give out that information, but Mrs. Casey is just

you hurry up and catch her, she might be able to help you.

Mrs. Casey?

After he re -entered the coin shop, what did the defendant do?

He sort of pushed Mr. Casey.

He pushed him? Yes.

Hard? Yes.

Would you say that the defendant was angry?

He was very angry.

Then what did he do?

He tried to...

My friend down at the DMV tells me that the car that I saw at the post office

belongs to Nancy Proctor. So I guess our friends will get my hold of Linda's

notebook.

Have you found her yet?

No. Thank you, Mr. Davis.

Do you want me to check her office?

No, the prosecution subpoenaed her. She should be here any minute.

Mr.

Matlock, do you wish to cross?

No questions, Your Honor.

A witness may step down.

Call the next witness, please.

I call Ms. Linda Hansfield to the stand.

What does he want with her?

He's going to use her to establish the exact time of death.

You don't have a doubt about it.

About how far away from Mr. Casey's house were you parked?

About 30 yards or so.

So, Mr. Casey was inside and you were outside.

What happened?

At exactly 6 .12, I heard two shots fired inside Mr. Casey's house.

I investigated immediately.

The front door was locked, so I ran around to the back door, which was wide

open. And what did you do?

I entered and saw Mr. Casey on the living room floor.

He was dead.

Then what did you do?

Then I thought I heard a car starting up in the alley out back, so I ran around

to look.

And what did you see?

I saw the defendant, Michael Koskoff, driving away.

You're certain that it was Michael Koskoff?

I'm positive.

Go for the questions, Your Honor.

Do you wish to cross, Mr. Matlock?

You're damn right I do.

Mr. Matlock. What?

Watch your language. I'm sorry, Your Honor. Yes, I wish to cross.

What's your name again?

Linda Hansfield.

The same Linda Hansfield who gave a long, detailed statement to the police

the night she found Rob Casey murdered in his living room?

Yes. And in that statement, you said nothing about hearing a car or going

outside or seeing the defendant drive away. Why is that, Miss Hansfield?

Did you think it wasn't important?

Did you forget?

Did it just suddenly come to you?

Objection. Somebody got to you.

Who was it?

Who got to you?