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Motions in the Lindheim case are due
Monday.

Arguments are on the 19th.

And old man Peterson wants to come in to
see you. I'll tell him next week.

Anything else? That's it.

How about lunch?

Can't believe it. Right with me? Oh, I
gotta go.

You're not coming with us? No. There's
nothing on your calendar. I know it.

What was that about?

Beats me.

He has been disappearing a lot lately.

You think he's up to something?

I don't know.

Thank you.

Yeah,

Wednesday it is.

Hi, Ben.

Did you follow me?

Yeah, you didn't know, huh?

No, you're good.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

Oh, learning stuff.

I know the law, but there's a lot of
stuff I know nothing about, and then

there's stuff that I know a little bit
about, and so I'm curious.

You are?

Yeah, I bet you thought only the young
were curious.

Well, how many courses are you taking?
Two.

Really? Yeah.

20th century American novel in
anthropology.

Anthropology? Yeah.

That's the scientific study of man and
where he came from and how he got to be

that way.

It's good.

Yeah, it's good.

Hi,

Marcy. Hey, Mark. I think your wife's
looking for you over there, pal.

Wife?

Paul's cheating.

Definitely an F.

Yeah, well, it's been fun.

Even you don't deserve a creep like
that, Marcy.

Come on, D .D., you're not still mad at
me, are you? Why wouldn't I be? One day

we're hot, the next day we're nothing.

Busy, Marcy.

Pete? Who are you seeing now?

Nobody. Don't give me that. I know
you're seeing somebody.

Professor Gallagher, it's really nice to
see you. Come here to party?

Will you detect me? We had an
appointment at 5 o 'clock. I was working

the team.

Well, I hope it was a good one, because
it just may be your laugh.

I don't think so, Professor Gallagher.

We've got a game with Georgetown next
week.

I just created your blue book, J .D.

Why don't you come to class tomorrow?
Because afterwards, you and I are going

have a very long talk.

What a jerk.

You want a beer?

No, thanks.

There's something I need to talk to you
about.

Yeah, Marcy, I don't have the time.

But you've been saying that all week.

Okoya, okay?

No, it's not okay.

So, any questions?

Amazing. I'll see you Monday.

By then I should have completed grading
your blue book, but do come to class

anyway, all right?

Bye.

Do you need anything from Professor
Gelligan? Would you take these books

my office? I'll be there shortly.

Thank you. Mr. Baker.

What's going on?

I heard J .D. screwed up on his midterm.

Jocks, huh?

Well, congratulations, Mr. Baker.

You got yourself a perfect score on the
blue book.

Great.

You're a C -minus student with the brain
of a flea who never aced the test in

his life.

You cheated. I want to know how. Hey,
man, I didn't cheat. I studied.

Oh, you are a pinhead jock.

And you're getting an F.

Which means academic probation, Mr.
Baker.

Which means no more basketball, Mr.
Baker, until you bring it up to a C.

You won't flunk me. You don't tell me
how you aced that test, I promise you I

will. Hey, man, I don't have to tell you
anything.

I'm pretty number one in the conference.

Why? Because of me.

You really think the administration is
going to let some English teacher throw

an unbeaten team down the drain?

You got a surprise coming.

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Baker.

You do.

What are you talking about?

I'm not through yet.

Yes, you are.

I know about you and Marcy.

I followed Marcy out of the frat house
last night. I saw you kissing her.

What's my grade now, Professor
Gallagher? Oh, you really think what you

makes any difference?

Hey. Did I talk to you for a minute,
Professor Gallagher? He's all yours.

You promised you'd call.

Not now, Marcy. Please. I said not now.

Yes, now.

I want to know if it's true.

It's not true. Are you seeing someone
else? For crying out loud.

Yes. But I know you love me.

Marcia, you're very beautiful, but
love... I really believed you. I thought

were for real, that you were serious.

I never said that this was serious.

I never said anything that men don't say
to women that they find desirable.

Now, I enjoy being with you. Now, if you
misunderstood that... Misunderstood?

and commitment?

And didn't you use those same words with
me?

Well, obviously your basketball players
have accustomed you to a different

style. Oh, you bastard.

I'll tell the dean.

I'll tell the whole damn board of
directors and have you fired.

Well, it won't work, darling.

I'm a star here.

I attract students and grants to this
campus.

And it's your word against mine.

And since they can't afford to believe
you, they're going to believe me.

I hate you.

I really hate you. And I'll get you if
it's the last thing I do.

Marcy.

He's crap. You can do better.

You're a brilliant man, John.

An extraordinary man. From the first day
I walked into your class, I worshipped

you.

See, I thought you were different.

I thought your word meant something.

I mean, you're a man, not a boy.

But I was wrong.

And next time, I won't be so naive.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but what I hear
you saying is that all men are alike.

Yes, you are.

Whether you're young like J .D. or over
the hill like you, it makes no

difference. And next time, I'll protect
myself a little bit better.

Goodbye.

Oh, my God.

You're going to have to leave.

We're conducting an investigation here.

Joey,

get him out of here and get some tape
up. Yes, sir.

I know who did it. I know who did it.

I know who did it.

Hi,

Bob. Ben.

What are you doing here?

I'm going to see Marcy Hansen.

Really? You know her?

Yeah, she sits next to me in American
Lit.

You always leave your door unlocked?

Well, we lock it at night, but in the
daytime, my roommates and I are in and

so much, it's not worth the trouble.

That's probably how the killer got your
scissors.

Mm -hmm.

This boy,

who said he heard you threaten John
Gallagher. Yeah, Paul Knight. He was

running errands for John, doing research
for him, hanging around his office. Oh,

yeah, yeah, yeah. He followed him like a
shadow.

That's him. Yeah.

Well, how long did your affair last with
the professor?

It was a little over a month.

Will I have to talk about this in court?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Marcy, you're not the first young girl
to make a mistake and have an

affair with an older, more experienced
man.

But it was more than an affair.

I mean, I adored him. He inspired me.

He knew everything.

And when I was with him, you know, I
just felt so special.

And then when he dumped me... Well,
that's...

The way of it.

Did anybody else know about your
relationship?

Well, I guess Mark Carter did. He was
standing right there when I was

at John in his office.

Mark Carter?

Oh, never mind.

What? Well, when I showed up, John was
arguing with J .D. Baker, and he was

accusing J .D. of cheating on his
midterm.

Oh, if that's true, then J .D. is off
the... team, and there goes the

championship.

Anybody else?

No, not that I can remember.

What about, uh, what about your parents?

Well, my mom's dead a long time ago, and
my dad's in the Air Force, special

assignment, Far East.

Shouldn't we tell him?

No, we're sort of on the outs.

Why? Well, you know, he doesn't approve
of the way I, you know, Live.

Boy, he's going to hit the ceiling when
he finds about this one.

Well, I'll go back to the campus and ask
around and see if I can

come up with anything.

Well, you believe me, don't you?

Well, you've been up front about
everything else, so... Yeah.

Oh, good.

Hi.

Oh, hi, Michelle.

Michelle Thomas, this is Marcy Henson.

I've got to go. You come on in and sit
down and have a chat with Marcy, and I'm

sure you'll get the gist of everything.

All night?

I'm Michelle Thomas, Ben Matlock's
associate. We're representing Marcy

Oh.

I was right there when she threatened
him.

Come on, Paul. You really think she'd be
dumb enough to kill him and then walk

out of the office in full sight of a
janitor?

She's an airhead.

Thinks a one -month affair is the same
as total commitment.

How did you know it was a one -month
affair?

I'm here a lot.

You and Professor Gallagher were close?

He was my friend and my mentor.

He was helping me get into graduate
school.

Do you know what other women he was
seeing?

Just one.

Debbie Carter, the wife of one of his
students. Mark Carter.

Mark Carter, yes.

Well, thanks, Mr. Knight. You've been a
big help.

You had to be removed from the scene of
the crime that night, didn't you?

Yeah. I heard the sirens and... Saw the
cops go into the building.

When I saw Professor Gallagher, I got
pretty upset.

Oh, I bet.

Where were you just before that when the
murder was taking place?

In the campus library, studying.

Why not in here?

I had to use the stack.

I was doing research.

Miss Thomas. Yeah.

When you go out, you... Probably only
date, like, successful lawyers.

No, I date men I like.

You ever date younger men?

Well, that depends on the man and how
much younger.

Would I be, too?

Sorry. Yeah, it's okay.

Thank you.

Hey, Bake.

What?

You guys always run during the season?

Yeah.

Heard you and Professor Gallagher had it
out the other day.

Where'd you hear that?

Never mind. Whatever I do gets around.

Get one more. What was it about?

I hate the test.

Doesn't happen too often. Like, never.

Anyway, he accused me of cheating. Said
he was going to flunk me.

Man, that would have meant suspension,
probation for the team.

I wouldn't let that happen.

Yeah, but how could you stop him from
flunking you?

I put this school on the map.

Enrollment's up.

Alumni they thought were dead are
sending in donations.

They wouldn't yank me for one lousy crib
test.

Oh, so you did cheat.

Okay, what's the deal?

I'm a private investigator, Conrad
McMaster.

So you think I killed Gallagher?

Well, can you remember where you were
that night?

Yeah, soaking about 20 other people. I
was practicing with the team from 6 .30

till 9.

See ya.

Hi,

what did you get?

A beef block.

I mixed up.

Cro -Magnon with Java, man.

What'd you get? An egg.

All right, cool.

Are

you

Mark Carter?

Mark Carter?

No. Are you Mark Carter?

Mark Carter?

Yes.

What is that class?

Oh, human sexuality.

Well, they teach that now?

Well, understanding sex goes a long way
towards understanding human psychology.

You are? Oh, I'm Ben Matlock. I'm Marcy
Hansen's lawyer.

Is that your major, psychology?

Yeah, with an eye towards business
school.

Harvard, of course.

Oh, that's where I am.

Do you take English classes?

Yeah, I am.

Or I was in Professor Gallagher's
course.

Oh, I understand he was familiar with
human sexuality.

He was sleeping with my wife. Is that
what you're getting at?

You knew?

My wife and I have an open marriage.

You wouldn't understand.

Anyway, I suppose you'd like to know
where I was at the time of the murder.

Isn't that the sort of question you ask?

Often.

Well, I was right in there.

Lab night. We were assigned a movie.

On human sexuality.

Practical applications thereof.

Mark

Carter

knew that his wife was a zombie.

You know.

Yeah. And J .D. was working out with the
team.

And Paul Knight.

There's his address on that paper.

And that's his picture in the yearbook.
I want you to follow him and find out

what kind of stuff he's up to.

Okay. So Mark Carter knew his wife
was... You know.

Ben.

Wow.

I'm impressed.

Oh, well. I taught him everything he
knows.

Marcy Hansen, this is Conrad McMasters.
Aren't you the girl I saw talking to J

.D. Baker?

Well?

So I dated J .D.

When?

Right before I got involved with John.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I was afraid you would ask me if
I was sleeping with him.

Well, I guess I know the answer to that
one.

What were you talking to him about at
the track?

I was just telling him not to tell
anyone what I just told you.

I mean, not that you wouldn't have found
out eventually.

And the DA will, too. You can bet on
that.

So what's going on?

I was just looking for a term paper I
wrote for Professor Gallagher. He said

was the best he ever read on Browning's
imagery.

And I wanted it back.

You didn't make a copy?

No. Dumb of me, huh?

I was in a hurry.

You know, Gallagher thought I could get
that paper public.

Good. It's hard to believe you didn't
make a copy.

You can run, but you can't hide.

Guy's name is Ronald Marlowe. He's in
the same British literature class as J

Baker and Mark Carter.

But breaking into somebody's office just
to get papers back does not make sense.

So I poked around afterwards and I
didn't find any papers, his or anybody

else's. So it must have been after
something else. Well, John doesn't

term papers.

Just blue book tests.

That's what he was doing the night I
went to talk to him. He was reading blue

books. I didn't find any blue books.

But look at this police picture. The
only thing on his desk are textbooks and

his computer.

You're sure he's reading blue books?

Yeah, I'm positive.

That's the test he thought J .D. cheated
on. He was reading the blue books and

entering the grades into his computer. I
saw him doing it. The computer's off.

Well, then he must have finished them.
What could he have done with them?

Maybe the killer took them.

Did you find out anything about that
Paul, what's his name, Knight? Yeah, he

studies.

That's it?

No, he took a break. He escorted a
female friend to a lecture.

Then he shook hands with her afterwards
and he went back and he studied some

more.

Did you see any blue books?

No.

You think that's what that fellow Marlow
was really after blue book exams?

Might be worth while to find out.

Hello. Roland Barlow, please.

This is Gene.

Mr. Barlow, this is Alfred St. James.
I'm one of Dean Ferguson's assistants.

She asked me to go through the late
Professor Gallagher's things.

Sort of tidy up for the person who's
going to be taking his classes.

Anyway, I have here a stack of blue
books from his Brit Lit course.

They're all critiqued and graded. You
can see yours if you like.

I would love to. Good.

Then I'll just stick them in an envelope
and leave them at the info desk.

All right, that's great. And, hey,
thanks a lot for calling.

Hey,

what's up?

You did cheat on John's test, didn't
you? What makes you think that?

Ron Marlowe had copies of all the tests
the professor was going to give all

season, and I'll bet you did, too.

That's how you aced it.

You're out of your mind. Where did you
get the tests?

Hey, man, I don't know what you're
talking about.

J .D., please. Now, we all know that
Marcy didn't steal those tests, but

did could be the real killer.

Now, J .D., as mad as you may be at
Marcy, she once meant something to you.

And I'm sure a friendship like that
isn't easy to forget.

I know you want to help.

You're serious. You think I stole those
tests?

Paul, you had the run of his office.

Because he trusted me implicitly. I
think you stole the test. The professor

found out about it, so you killed him.
Why?

So he wouldn't have you expelled.

No, no, I mean, why would I steal the
test?

I'm a straight -A student. I love to
study. The lowest grade I've ever gotten

a B+. And I have 165 IQ.

Or did I cheat on that test, too?

Come on, you stole the test so you could
sell them to your classmates. Are you

kidding? A guy can make a fortune doing
that.

That's right, Paul.

Michelle, I'm here on a scholarship.

I don't have a car.

I live in a dump.

I eat one meal a day because that's all
I can afford, and I have exactly $553

.92 in the bank account, and you can
check it.

I will.

Forget that I ever asked you out.

Are you suggesting I knew what was going
to be asked on that midterm before I

even took the test?

No, I'm telling.

Well, it's not true.

I mean, how would I know?

Well, you either bought or stole copies
of all the tests the professor planned

to give this term.

I did no such thing.

You did, and we both know it. You can't
prove I cheated on that test.

As far as I know, Gallagher hadn't even
graded it yet.

All you know is it wasn't in his office
last night.

It's just a matter of time, Mr. Marlowe.

Have you ever been subpoenaed to appear
in court?

See, Ronald Marlow couldn't have stolen
the test by himself. He's too high

strung.

There's fierce competition.

Are you listening?

No,

I'm studying, so I won't flunk.

You think he did?

What?

Steal the test himself.

Oh, no, but I think he'll leave it to
whoever did.

That's an option, huh?

And who's that?

That's Mark Carter.

Hi.

In that lobby.

Paul Knight?

I'm not stealing anything.

Michelle tells me you have $553 in the
bank.

That's right.

The dean asked me to pull all of
Professor Gallagher's files.

He kept everything in his computer.

You know how to operate that thing?

Pretty standard stuff. Anybody with a
rudimentary knowledge of computers could

do what I'm doing.

Well, didn't Professor use some kind of
access code?

He said it would be too much of a bother
to remember.

Which, as it turns out, was a mistake.

That's how those tests got stolen.

They stole them from the computer?

Mm -hmm.

What are you doing here?

I'm working.

Place was broken in two, three nights
ago.

Oh, yeah?

Has it ever broken into before?

No.

Did the professor always keep it locked?

Always.

Okay.

Take a look at that.

These are all the grades people learn in
the professor's British lit course. As

you can see, I'm the last person there
that needed to cheat on the midterm.

All A's.

Not bad.

What's this?

A time log computer automatically
records the date and time of every

Oh, look at that.

J .D. Baker, F.

Punishment for cheating.

The professor rarely flunked anyone.

Gerald Eubank, F. Ronald Marlowe, F.

Mark Carter.

Oh, that's interesting.

Look at that.

Mr. Carter, I understand you plan to go
to graduate school.

That's right, Harvard.

Business. That's where the money is
these days.

Harvard is an expensive school. I mean,
you got to have money to go there to

learn how to make money. How are you
going to handle that?

Well, I'm sure I can get some sort of
scholarship.

And I have some savings, and my wife
intends to work. Your wife?

I understand that...

Your wife and Professor Gallagher were
well acquainted.

They were sleeping together.

And you knew that?

My wife tells me everything.

So you knew when and where Professor
Gallagher and your wife were going to

Yes, we have an open marriage.

If you knew when...

Professor Gallagher was going to be with
your wife, you also knew when he was

not going to be in his office.

Well, I... Yeah. So on an evening when
you knew Professor Gallagher was

otherwise occupied with your wife, you
went to his office, turned on

his computer, and stole the midterm
tests from his British literature class,

didn't you? No. And then...

You sold copies of those stolen tests to
your fellow classmates?

No.

Do you know Mr.

Ronald Marlowe?

What if I were to tell you that he is
prepared to testify that he paid you $2

,000 for his copy of that stolen test?

What would your reply be?

He's lying. How about J .D. Baker and
Gerald Eubanks? They lying too?

I'm going to object, Your Honor.

Whether he sold them or not is not
relevant to this prosecution.

The hell it's not.

No profanity, Mr. Matlock. Excuse me,
Your Honor, but this is relevant. We are

going somewhere with this. It will tie
together.

Overruled. Watch the cussing. Yes, sir.

Now, these are telephone records

painted by this court.

And they show every phone call that was
made from

the professor's office the night he was
murdered.

The number dialed, the time it was
dialed, and the person the number

to. And this is a printout from
Professor Gallagher's personal computer.

It shows the name of every student who
was in his British literature class and

the grade they received on the midterm.

The blue book.

And it also shows the date and the time
he punched that grade into the computer.

Now, look right here at these telephone
records, Mr. Carter.

On the night he was murdered, Professor
Gallagher made three phone calls. First,

555 -7868.

That's Gerald Eubank's number, okay?

Second, 555, see that?

0947. That's...

Ronald Marlowe's number. Now the third
number. You recognize that number?

That's my number.

Aha.

Yeah.

So he talked to you that night, huh?

No. He must have talked to my wife. Oh,
no, Mr. Carter. He talked to you.

See, he had called Mr. Eubanks and
accused him of cheating on the midterm,

as he had accused J .D. Baker earlier in
the day. And see, right here.

After he made the call to Mr.

Eubank, at 5 .11 p .m.

on December 8th, Mr. Gallagher entered
the grave.

Besides Mr.

Eubank's name.

And after he called Mr. Marlowe, he did
the same thing with him.

But Mr. Marlowe testified that after
Professor Gallagher confronted him, he

the truth.

He told him that you are the one.

he bought the test from.

That's a lie.

So that's why he placed the call to you.

We never talked.

Did he tell you he was going straight to
the dean?

Or did he remind you that proof of
cheating on an exam results in immediate

expulsion because of university rules?

We had no such conversation.

Expelled for cheating. That means not
even a B .A. degree.

Forget Harvard Business School or any
other business school. Your career was

ruined. Until you remembered the fight
Marcy Hansen had with Professor

Gallagher, then you knew she was your
perfect setup.

You went to her apartment, took her
scissors, went back to his office,

him, and then you took all the blue
books so that your name could never be

associated with the cheating scandal.

That's not true. I couldn't have done
any of that. I was in class, damn it.

Watch the cussing.

That class runs from 7 p .m. to 9 p .m.,
doesn't it?

Right. They showed a movie that night,
right?

Yes. Human sexuality.

Pretty explicit stuff.

Yeah. Yeah.

Be pretty easy for a person to slip out
of a darkened lecture hall showing stuff

like that on the screen, wouldn't it?
That's just what you did.

Yes, you did. And there's one other
thing in Professor Gallagher's office to

prove it. Getting rid of the blue books
wasn't enough for you. You had to be

sure there was nothing in his files that
could harm you.

So knowing how to operate the computer,
you turned it on to get a little look at

the list of grades, this list.

And I don't know how you did it. I don't
know whether you invented it or you

changed it or what, but I do know.

that at 1929, that evening, that is, 7
.29 p .m.,

you gave yourself a grade, an A.

I did not. How do you know that he
didn't give me that A? Maybe he did, but

know the janitor who was on duty that
night has testified in this court that

Marcy Hansen left the professor's office
at 7 .20.

7 .20.

Now, if he gave you that A, we know he
was alive at 7 .29.

Marcy Hansen could not have done it.

If he did not give you that A, then we
know that someone other than my client

was in his office after she left.

And we both know that person was you,
Mr. Carger. You killed him.

This is a long -winded story. You don't
have any proof. I don't need any proof.

I just need to show that she didn't do
it.

The D .A. needs the proof.

And if I were you, I'd be looking over
my shoulder every damn minute.

Because I know the district attorney.

And she hates to fail worse than you do.

Oh, thank you. Thank you. Well, now we
can get back to school.

Yeah, we got a lot to do. What do you
got to do? Well, I got my American Lit

paper. On what?

I was thinking Hemingway.

He's good.

Or Falk.

He's good.

Which one would you choose?

I don't know. They're both terrific.

Well, let's say we have a few and talk
it over.

Sounds good. Sure does.

New for me, but why not? Yeah.

Hey, Charlie. What do you have?

Four hot dogs all the way.