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Oh.
I hate the way men look at you.
If men stop looking at me, I don't pay my rent, Reverend.
We should have met at your place.
If this was your choice, just remember my fees and fame, whether it's here or
there.
I think our time's just about up anyway.
Always a pleasure, Reverend.
May I see you next week?
You know where to reach me.
No, Tuesday's no good. How about Wednesday at seven?
David Campbell, how can you say that?
You know you're my favorite.
You bet I'll prove it.
Hey, did I tell you I listened to your radio show the other day?
You give good advice, Doctor.
Seven o 'clock Wednesday.
and he was this good, I would have voted for him.
What a man has to do today to win one lousy vote.
Jeffrey. I need your help with a little problem I'm having.
No.
What's that?
Anything.
You know Ann Rolls?
Yeah. She's, uh...
What do they call her nowadays?
Your madam?
I may be wrong, but I don't think she wants me working for her anymore.
Why would she want to shoot herself in the foot?
You're the best she's got.
Yeah, well, I haven't exactly been straight with her. I mean, there have
few clients I haven't told her about.
So she's not the only game in town?
No, but she's the best game in town.
Most money, the best clients.
We will talk to her, won't you, Jeffrey?
Well, um... Janie, I'm sorry. I can't do that.
I'm a state senator. I can't get involved in anything like that.
I was hoping you wouldn't disappoint me.
Janie.
What is that supposed to mean?
You have no idea how good you sound on tape, Senator.
What the hell are you talking about?
You know those little playful telephone conversations we've been having?
I've recorded them.
Just in case you needed a little motivation.
Senator, let me ask you a question.
If one of your people stole from you, wouldn't you get rid of them?
Ann, I'm not condoning what Janie did.
I'm here to ask you for a personal favor.
Give her another chance, huh? I can't, Senator.
I just don't trust her.
Besides, it would set a bad example for my other girls.
Ann?
Hello, Janie.
Janie, I did what I could.
Her mind is made up. Now I want that tape.
Goodbye, Jeffrey.
Don't force my hand.
Maybe you should go to the police.
It's quite something.
Your clients have been parading in here all day trying to get me to change my
mind.
First, David Campbell, your radio psychologist friend, dropped by.
Then I got a visit from Reverend Phelps.
They both say you taped all of your conversations with them.
You're a bitch, Janie.
I've made you a lot of money, Ann.
You're fired, Janie.
I have your entire client list, Ann. I'll give it to the press.
Get out of here, Janie. There won't be a man in Atlanta who'll touch your girls.
Why don't you give me about 30 minutes?
I'm going to take a bubble bath, put on some lotion.
You are one naughty boy, Roger.
30 minutes.
How did you get in here?
Janie? Come on, Janie. It's Ann. I want to talk to you.
Janie?
Janie?
Hey, Janie!
Sugar?
Come on, Sugar, what are you doing?
Why did you go to Janie's apartment in the first place?
Well, earlier in the day, she had threatened to turn my girl's client list
to the press.
That would have put me out of business.
I was...
Going to try and talk some sense into her.
Maybe even give her another chance.
Lieutenant Brooks mentioned an audio tape that Janie had made.
What was that all about?
Janie was putting the pressure on three of her clients to try and convince me
not to get rid of her. Each of them paid me a visit.
Oh, but they didn't convince you?
I'm a businesswoman, Mr. Matlock.
Janie... Lied and stole from me.
I had to fire her.
Uh -huh.
Yeah, well, what was on the tape?
Well, apparently she had taped several explicit conversations with each of
them that would prove embarrassing if they were made public. Oh, I see, I see.
Boy, it sure would be helpful to get hold of that tape.
Does that mean you're going to take the case?
Yeah, I think I will.
Thank you.
Has anyone ever told you that you have the most piercing blue eyes?
No, no, I don't think so.
Tell you what?
Let's you and I have dinner tonight.
You're in jail.
Well, take care of that.
I'll pay the bail.
And then we can celebrate our getting together.
Well, no, not tonight. I mean, I've got a lot of work to do. I mean, a lot of
work. Oh, what a shame.
Well, perhaps another time.
When you're not working.
I'll be in tow.
Ma 'am?
It's French.
It means I'll be seen.
Oh.
Yeah, well, I'll be in tow to you, too.
Anybody figure out how the killer got in?
Probably had a key.
Ann said Janie had lost her key.
I tell you what,
Conrad. You find that tape and I'll buy you a fine dinner.
Anywhere? Anywhere.
And now I'm motivated.
Yeah.
Nice fat New York steak smothered in onion.
Baked potato with sour cream and chives.
How'd you two get in here?
Oh, the police gave us this key.
I'm representing the woman accused of killing Janie Ladd. I'm Ben Matlock. And
you? Conrad McMaster. And you?
Tom Marshall. I'm the super.
I managed the building. I'm just checking out a few things, seeing what
be done before the owners can rent it again.
We're looking around a little ourselves.
Okay, well, suit yourself.
I'm going to check the bedroom.
Did you know Janie Ledwell?
Not really.
She liked to keep to herself.
Did you know what she did for a living?
She was a call girl.
She paid her rent on the first of every month.
Well, I guess that's better than some.
Oh, hell, I'm late for a doctor's appointment.
Listen, can you do me a favor and lock the door when you leave? Yeah.
Great, thanks.
It's not here, Ben.
Well, we'll go with you.
Go with you.
Well, Conrad, looks like you're going to pop for that steak and potatoes
yourself.
Did you call the police the night she was killed?
No, I wasn't here. I was at a family dinner.
By the time I got back, the police had already shown up.
Good luck to you, Mr. Matlock. Thanks.
Tom. Tom Marshall's not on this registry.
Maybe he lives somewhere else.
Superintendent lives in apartment 101.
His name's D. Harper.
Excuse me, I'm looking for Dr. David Campbell.
I'm Dr. Campbell.
Michelle Thomas, doctor.
Ben Matlock's associate. We're representing Ann Rolls. Right, right.
Bert Ginsberg, my station manager. It's Tom. Hello.
Why don't we talk in my office?
Bert, I'll see you at seven. You got it.
Thank you.
You care for some coffee?
No, thanks.
I take it Anne Rawls told you about the tape.
Yes, she did.
You must think quite poorly of me.
Well, I try not to judge people, Dr. Campbell.
I'm sure you must have been pretty frightened when Janie told you that your
relationship with her might be made public.
Miss Thomas, I am not capable of violence.
Where were you at 6 .30 the evening Janie was killed, Dr. Campbell?
Home.
Alone? Yes, I'm afraid so.
My wife is an actress, Blaine Campbell.
She's been on the road for the last couple of months in a touring
Well, did you talk to anyone who might be able to confirm that you were home
that evening?
Yes, I did. I was on the phone most of the night.
With whom?
Some of my private patients.
I have a full schedule of patients that I see.
Well, do you remember the person you were speaking to around 6 .30?
Yes, I think so.
May I have the name, please?
No.
Excuse me?
Miss Thomas, I can't divulge the name of a patient without his permission.
It would be both unethical and unprofessional of me.
I don't anticipate a problem, but I'll have to talk to him first, and then I'll
get back to you.
Hi.
Oh, hi.
Come in, come in.
Miss Hawkins, this is Madam Rawls.
Miss Rawls.
How do you do?
Miss Hawkins.
Thank you.
That'll be all?
Yes.
Come on in. What brings you way out here?
Well, now, I had a message that you called.
Something about you had good news.
What's the good news?
Oh, oh, oh, the judge who was assigned to your case had to step down because of
illness.
Why is that good news?
Well...
Judge Harris would hang a jaywalker if he could. He'd make our lives miserable.
Ken Harris.
You know him?
He's a client?
Judge Harris?
You'd think he'd smile more.
DMV just got back to me. You know that car Tom Marshall was driving?
Yeah. It was rented.
Yeah? By who?
Mark Evans.
Is that supposed to ring a bell?
No, but his boss's name should.
Senator Jeffrey Paul.
Well,
well, well.
Well, well, well, well, well.
More and more good news today, huh?
I bet you're going to have to get right on this. Oh, you betcha.
Well, I guess I'll just go.
Okay.
You know, you and I could have dinner tonight. I mean, you do have a rain
Oh, well, I ate such a late lunch
that I don't think I'd be hungry for dinner.
Well, I guess I'll just have to catch you another time.
When you're hungry.
A bientot.
One thing I know about my constituents, if I was a gambler or a drunk, there'd
be all kinds of compassion.
Yeah, but they find out you're seeing a call girl, you might as well pack up the
office. And head for the hills.
Did your young man find what he was looking for with Janie's apartment the
day?
Well, isn't that why you're here?
Well, it was on my list, yeah.
Look, Ben, I know I'm still a suspect, but I do have an alibi.
So I figured that if I help you, you will try to keep my name out of the
Do we have a deal?
Well, it depends on how airtight your alibi is.
Well, when this murder...
allegedly occurred.
I was being interviewed on Channel 4.
Live.
Airtights?
Vacuum sealed.
Look, Ben, I think there's something on this tape that you should listen to.
Did you know that one of Janie's clients was a minister?
Reverend Morley Phelps.
Well, it appears that Reverend Phelps had quite a thing for it.
How many times must I apologize to you, Jenny?
Apologies aren't going to bring back my sister, Reverend.
You can't hold me responsible for what happened to her.
You're a murderer. A cold -blooded murderer.
I've done nothing wrong.
You were seeing Janie Ladd. What would your congregation think if they found
about that?
Janie Ladd was a human being.
I feel a great deal of shame and remorse about my relationship with her.
Janie made an audio tape of a conversation she had with you, and she
it to blackmail you into talking to Ann Rawls on her behalf.
What did she think you did to her sister?
I don't have to answer that.
She accused you of murdering her sister. That's a very serious charge. If I were
you, I'd want to clarify that.
You're not saying I killed her.
Mr. Matlock, I am a man of God.
I'm sorry, Reverend.
I'll have to ask you where you were that night.
I was here, reading scripture.
As God is my witness.
You called today wanting to know about Janie Ladd's sister.
She died of a drug overdose about ten years ago.
Suicide? Yeah, that's what Janie said.
Thank you for telling me about it.
You didn't have to make a whole special trip out here.
I like to come here.
You look real tired.
Long day.
Long, long, long day.
Diff neck.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let me help.
Ooh.
You are tight.
Relax. Come on, loosen up.
Now, how does that feel?
Take your shirt off, and I'll do your back.
Uh, no.
No, no, boy, I feel...
Better already. And it's getting really late. Boy, my neck feels better.
Well, maybe you can rest.
Yeah.
Well, next time, as the saying goes, will it be your place or
mine?
What are you talking about?
Don't be so innocent.
Miss Rose, it was never my intention.
that this be anything except a strictly business relationship.
Oh, I know.
But it happens all the time.
It's not unusual for a client to fall in love with her attorney.
Are you saying you're in love with me?
Well, not yet.
But I do like you.
I like you an awful lot, Benji. Oh, this is crazy.
It's just crazy.
Why? Why can't you and I be friends? I mean, really good friends.
Well, for one thing, I don't particularly like what you do for a
I could give it up.
But? Well, I always said that if the right man came along, I could give it
Oh, no, this is crazy.
Well,
crazy as it sounds, I could really make you happy.
Benji, wasn't that the name of a dog in a movie?
Mm -hmm.
You
have
two minutes, and then I want you out of here.
Miss Thomas is the lawyer I told you about.
Nice to meet you. I know this is an invasion of your privacy, Mr. Sinclair.
apologize for that.
But I just need to confirm a few things.
I understand.
I'm surprised, Dominic, of the situation. Why don't you sit down?
Mr. Sinclair, you're a private patient of Dr.
Campbell's? Yes, I am.
I need to ask you a few questions about the evening of June 10th.
Do you remember how you spent that evening?
Yes, I was at home all evening with my wife.
Do you recall speaking with Dr. Campbell?
Quite clearly. We spoke for the better part of 20 minutes.
What time was that?
6 .30. Could it possibly have been 6 .15? Or maybe later, 6 .45?
No, I have a favorite news show that I watch on Thursdays, and it ends at 6
I remember Dr.
Campbell called right after I turned it off.
Well, I guess that just about covers it. Thank you for your time, Mr. Sinclair.
I'll walk you out.
Dominic, one second.
Well, Conrad, I believe we're closing in.
Yes, sir.
I believe we're closing in.
You think it's a preacher, huh?
Yeah, I'm kind of sorry, but I think it's a preacher.
Miss Huggins, would you get that?
You want me to go with you?
No.
Oh, thank you.
This just came.
Yeah?
Huh.
Huh.
What in the world?
Huh.
Oh.
Pajamas.
And silk.
Who in the world?
have a matching pair wouldn't it be nice if they got together and
you tell anybody about this i'll kill you
Ben Matlock, tell Bob Brooks I've got to speak with him right away.
Haven't you anything better to do than follow me around, Mr. Matlock?
Well... What, uh... What are you doing here?
I'm packing some of Janie's things.
Does the police know you have a key?
Okay, Mr. Matlock.
You want to know how I got a key to this place?
I got a key from the only person... Janie gave one to.
She lives in Italy.
She does now. She didn't always.
What do you know about Janie's mother?
I was married to her.
Janie was your daughter?
As was Pamela.
Why didn't you tell me this before?
I'm a minister, Mr. Matlock.
What am I supposed to tell you?
And my daughter, who happened to make a living sleeping with men, hated me so
bad that she made me pay her $300 an hour just to talk to her.
Why did she hate you?
When my daughters were growing up, I drank.
I was violent, abusive.
One day when Janie was 16 and Pamela was 14, I came home and my
wife and daughters were gone.
A lawyer handed me a restraining order.
That ensured that I'd never go around them again.
Eighteen months later, my ex -wife called me and said that Pamela had...
Swallowed a bottle of sleeping pill.
Janie blamed you.
She swore she'd never talk to me again.
And then four years ago, my entire life changed.
I found God.
I embraced the church.
I became a minister.
And I made a personal commitment to make things right with Janie.
She said that if I wanted to see her,
I'd have to pay for her time.
Just like every other man in her life.
Ben, everything all right?
Yeah, yeah, but Bob, I'm sorry to get you out here. It was a false alarm.
Wrong guy.
Yeah.
Did you get that message?
Mr. Ginsberg.
Ah, Ms.
Thomas.
What can I do for you?
Would you happen to remember if you were working here the evening of June 10th?
It was a Thursday. Oh, I'm here every Thursday.
Well, was Dr. Campbell working that evening?
Sure, he's never missed a show. Although he did miss our dinner that night. He
went home with the flu.
Every Thursday after the show, we have dinner to rehash the week.
But that Thursday, Dr. Campbell went home sick.
Yeah, so I got to order in Chinese and watch the Braves game on television.
I called him between innings to see how he was.
And how was he?
Beats me.
It's hard to imagine, Ben.
Daughter charging her father money just to talk with her. Yeah.
You ready?
Yeah.
Could I use the phone? I need to see if Conrad's looking for me. Sure. There's a
portable in the kitchen.
I understand that your talk show is one of the most popular radio programs in
all of Atlanta.
We have a very loyal following.
Boy, the calls your listeners send in for all the world to hear. I mean,
drug problems, sexual problems, marital problems. They must have a lot of
respect for you.
I certainly hope so. I guess that's...
That's very important in your line of work, respect. I mean, if a patient
have respect for his psychologist and his opinion, I guess you might as well
just go somewhere else.
I have suggested that on several occasions.
Doctor,
did you know Janie Ladd?
Yes, I did.
How would you describe your relationship with her?
We were friends.
Actually, you paid her to have sexual relations with you for over two years,
didn't you?
Yes, that is true, but we were friends.
Dr. Campbell, you're a married man and a psychologist.
When your patients find out that this man that they held in such high regard
not only an adulterer but solicited...
Prostitutes, that's going to knock a hole right in your business, isn't it?
Objection. Calls for speculation.
Sustained.
According to the coroner, Janie Ladd was killed around 6 .30
on the evening of June 10th.
Where were you at that time?
I normally go out on Thursdays with the station manager, Bert Ginsberg. But not
that night?
No, I wasn't feeling well, so I thought I should get a good night's sleep.
How far is your house from the station?
20 minutes. About 20 minutes. So about 620. Did you go straight to bed?
No, no. I made some phone calls to patients.
I was on the phone for quite a while.
Oh, you remember who you were on the phone to from, say, 0630 to quarter to
seven?
Yes, I do. Dominic Sinclair.
Mr. Sinclair was kind enough to authorize me to reveal his name.
And you're...
The associate talked to him.
That's right, and Mr.
Sinclair did confirm that you were on the phone with him at the time you said.
I'm aware of that.
Yeah, yeah.
His house is pretty close to yours, isn't it?
About a couple blocks.
So there'd be no telephone record of that call because it's a local call,
that right?
Dominic said that he talked to me at 6 .30. You know that already.
Yeah, yeah, we know that.
We know that you spoke to him on a telephone.
We don't know that you spoke to him on your phone from your house.
Crying out loud.
You know, Mr. Ginsburg, your station manager at
WRQE is a very caring man, and when you left work sick
that day.
He was concerned about your health, and he called you three times to see how you
were feeling.
And here... Here's the telephone bill.
Blown up, of course.
For the radio station for the month of June, I've circled three numbers.
all the same. You recognize that number?
It's my home number. Yeah.
Yeah.
And Mr. Ginsburg is prepared to testify.
That he called that number three times that evening.
And each time, he got your answer machine and hung up. Why wasn't he able
you? You have only the one line coming into your house, don't you?
Yes. Something's very, very wrong here. Look at the time.
Something's very wrong. Look here. He called 6 .32 p .m., 6 .44, 6 .56.
I mean, if you... If you were...
on the phone from, say, 6 .30 to almost 7, just
one line coming into your house, shouldn't you have gotten a busy signal?
I don't know. Maybe Mr.
Sinclair and I were a little off about the time. I could have been taking a
shower. I always put the machine on when I go into the shower.
I don't think so.
I think you called him at exactly 6 .30.
Only you didn't call him from your house.
You called him from Janie Ladd's apartment.
What? Your Honor, this telephone was
taken from Janie Ladd's apartment by
Atlanta Police Detective Bob Brooks with a warrant.
I ask that it be marked Exhibit J for identification.
It shall be marked.
Thank you.
Now... Dr. Campbell, I don't know how familiar you are with these new portable
phones and all their fancy little gadgets here.
I mean, a lot of them. I don't want to say on page. I got that in mute and in
memory. And then here's what's... I got to get some class.
What's that right there?
Redial? Redial. Now, what do you suppose that function does?
My wife never wanted to get one of these new things.
What it does, it automatically calls the last number that was dialed.
And a few days ago, Detective Bob Brooks and
I were at Janie Led's apartment, and I punched this redial number.
And guess what I got?
5 -5 -5 -7 -7 -9 -3.
You know whose number that is?
That's Dominic Sinclair's number.
Now, how did Mr.
Sinclair's number get programmed into her telephone?
I don't... You know, right after...
Shortly after she was killed, the police taped off her whole apartment so that
nobody could mess with any of the evidence.
And they put signs on the telephones, do not use.
You know what that means, doctor?
That means the last call that was made on this phone before the police arrived
was to Dominic Sinclair. How did his number get in this telephone? He didn't
know. Miss Ladd, you made that call to Mr. Sinclair on this telephone.
You made that call after you killed Janie Ladd, didn't you?
That is absolutely not true.
Oh, I think it is. You left your radio station at 6 o 'clock, arrived at her
apartment some 20 minutes later, killed her, called Dominic Sinclair,
knowing full well that calls from her apartment, your house, to his house...
were all local calls.
And the police would never trace them because there wouldn't be a record of
them.
Unfortunately for you, there is a record.
Mr. Sinclair is right here. He's not at home.
He can't answer his phone.
I'm going to press the redial button.
The defense rat.
We find the defendant, Ann Rawls, not guilty.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen of the jury. You're dismissed.
This court is adjourned.
Thank you, Benji.
Call me.
I am free this entire weekend.
I'll be in, too.
French. It means the check's in the mail.
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