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Hello, and welcome to another edition of Inside Coffee.

Television's high -rated sitcom, Josie, is once again grabbing headlines due to

the off -screen antics of its volatile star, Josie Joplin. This time, the

explosive star is rumored to be divorcing her husband and co -star, Toby

Even though their popular show extols family values, their real -life marriage

is Battle of the Stars.

So far, Josie and Toby have refused to confirm or deny the rumors. But here at

Inside Copy, we don't take no comment for an answer. We take you now to Pendle

Moss Studios, where Josie Joplin is arriving now.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. We are here today at Pendle Moss Studios,

home of the popular sitcom, Toby. And I believe that's her now.

Any truth in the rumor that you and your husband are breaking up?

Is there trouble with your marriage?

They will not lose her.

Toby!

Toby Joplin.

Nicky Slimeball. Hey, Josie. Hey, you can't come in here.

Huh? You liar. What's she?

Are you sleeping with my husband? Kiss a girl. Kiss a girl.

No. Hey, leave me alone. This is all a mistake.

Toby's just giving me notes for next week's script. That better be all he's

giving you, honey, or you're dead. Now, what are you doing in here? You know

you're not supposed to be out of here. Go on. Go away.

Well, it looks like Josie Joplin has won this round, but if we know her, the

fight is far from over.

My client's offering you half a million, Mackenzie.

It's a lot of money, Mr. Pullman. Well, he's in a lot of trouble. Of course, the

evidence against him is all circumstantial. But you never know which

jury's gonna go.

Well, in my experience, most juries go for the truth.

Sure, if it's presented properly. But you've seen the headlines.

Mega -rich software tycoon indicted for murder of business rival.

Mega -rich. You see the bias. Juries hate rich people.

Ah, you should have watched your step. Those were nice shoes.

You can convince the jury he didn't do it. Make him see the man behind the

money. Talk about his charity work, all he's done for the poor and the rich.

Exactly.

I've seen you in court, McKenzie. Nobody works a jury like you.

McKenzie?

Oh, Iris, hello.

Afraid I can't talk now. Call you back in ten minutes?

Thanks.

You think I manipulate juries?

In the most positive way. You're the best.

You know the figure I quoted?

Between us, I think he'll go higher.

There's only one problem with your proposition, Counselor. What's that?

Your client's guilty.

I don't understand.

Don't expect you to. Have a safe trip back to New York, Mr. Pullman.

Too bad about your shoes.

What about Ivy?

The what?

What channel?

You sneaky slimeball.

All of them. Hey, you can't come in here.

No girlfriend, huh?

You liar. What's she? Are you sleeping with my husband? Get the girl. Get the

girl. No, hey, leave me alone. This is all a mistake.

Ivy, what in the name of blue snakes you've got yourself into?

Yes, Iris, I saw it.

Now, darling, stop crying.

Don't worry, Iris.

I'll go down there and bring her home.

I think that's everything.

Well, good to see you again.

Are you flying the coop again?

Well, I'm joining Perry at the Hague in Netherlands.

He's arguing a case in the world court.

The world court? Boy, am I impressed.

He can't do it without you, though, can he?

So he says.

Oh, excuse me.

Janice, this is Bill McKenzie.

Janice, my assistant. You remember me? Oh, yeah. We talked on the phone.

Nice to see you.

You know, uh...

You don't ever leave the ranch without there being a reason.

There wouldn't be a problem now, would there? Well, it's my niece, Ivy.

Wonderful girl. I helped my sister raise her when her daddy died.

Well, she got herself mixed up with some woman on television, Josie Joplin. Oh,

your niece is the Ivy West.

Who's having the... with Toby Joplin. We don't know that for a fact, but I can't

raise her on the phone, so I'm going over to the studio and track her down.

That show tapes this afternoon.

I have a friend who's in the production company there. I'll ring up and I'll get

you a ticket. Oh, good going, Janet.

That Janet.

You see, she'll be there any time you need her, Bill.

And Ken, he'll be here in the morning. I'm just sorry I can't help you, Bill.

Oh, it's lovely to see you. I'm so late.

I'm really late. Let me help you.

Here's your coat. Oh, yes. Thank you.

Bella.

Next time I'm in town, will you have dinner with me?

It's a date.

Safe trip.

Bye, Bill.

Ivy? Ivy?

Uncle Bill!

What are you doing here?

Well, it's the only way I can get to you. You're not answering your phone.

Oh, it's been really hectic. The show's in production. I'm hardly ever home.

After what I saw on the TV, I thought you might want to go home.

Home? You mean home.

Well, yeah.

Your mother thought you might want to finish college.

That sounds like Mom.

Uncle Bill, do you know how many college graduates come to L .A. hoping to land

a job as a production assistant on a television show?

No, I haven't laid awake nights on that.

Thousands. But I got the job. I am not going home.

You don't care what the TV and newspapers are saying about you. You

tabloids? You didn't take that seriously, did you?

Are you involved with this married man?

No.

And if you don't believe me, you can ask him. Come on.

I'll introduce him.

Toby?

I forgot.

He's in makeup.

I'll get him. You mind waiting here? No, no. I'm okay.

No, I'll have some candy.

Hello, cowboy. Who are you?

I'm Bill McKenzie. I'm Ivy West's uncle.

Oh, yeah.

From Omaha, right?

Utah. Utah. Utah. I flew over Utah once. There was nothing there.

Excuse me.

Hello?

What?

No.

I said absolutely not.

Look, you just tell your boss at the network that I ain't presenting no Emmy.

to nobody unless I'm grabbing one of those suckers for myself. You got it?

Thanks.

You're so lucky you're from Utah, cowboy.

You don't have to put up with all this crap.

Oh, I'd rather fight a circle saw.

They're eating me alive.

I gotta get out.

Why don't you?

Yeah, I suppose I could go back to that crummy truck stop pouring coffee with

all those big apes pinching my butt.

You out of your mind?

Not when I came in here.

I can't get out.

See, I'm a comic.

It's the only thing I know how to do.

Do you know that I played every crummy joint on the stand -up circuit in order

to get where I am now?

But see, this was supposed to be the big jackpot.

All this was supposed to make me happy.

Got what you prayed for. Yeah, but it wouldn't be so bad, really, if I just

didn't have to look out for my butt every minute.

Cowboy, people will get you if you let them.

My daddy taught me that with the back of his hand.

You might have heard me talk about that on Oprah.

Missed that.

Oh. Well, you know, they have reruns, so maybe if you could catch that one, then

you'd know what I'm about.

I think the only person needing you alive is you.

Uncle Bill.

My uncle Bill McKenzie.

Toby Joplin.

Toby's co -star and producer of the show. He's the boss.

Well, I am when Josie lets me be.

Mr. Joplin. Oh, just call me Mr. Josie, Bill. Everybody else does.

My uncle's worried I might be in trouble with you. Oh, Bill, my intentions are

entirely honorable.

Actually, I'd marry the girl if my wife didn't take such a dim view of that

whole harem thing.

Women can be so jealous.

Mostly when they have good reason, in my experience.

Toby!

Our mistress calls.

Seriously, Bill, Ivy's the best production assistant I've ever had. And

as far as it goes. You have my word. So the stories are all lies.

Never believe what you read in the tabloids. That's my motto.

Toby, we got problems.

Will you stop all that yapping and get your ugly butt back here?

I gotta go.

Enjoy the show, okay?

Excuse me.

Toby, what is this? Huh?

You're supposed to be making Josie happy. She's meaner than ever. Who's the

with Mr. Joplin?

Ben Landry, Josie's manager.

She keeps him dancing.

He likes doing that?

Sure. He's a star.

Well, Uncle Bill, are you satisfied that I'm not in trouble?

I'm satisfied you're doing what you want to.

And I'm happy. No, Mom, I'm happy.

That's important.

Hey, would you like to watch the show from the wings? Sure. That'd be fun.

Okay, so you know the whole deal. Try not to nod off on me, okay? For the rest

of you, a sitcom taping is a lot like watching a TV show at home, but there's

couple differences.

On the plus side, there's no commercials.

Yay!

And on the minus side, it takes about twice as long, and there's no zapping

channels to catch the latest celebrity trial updates on Court TV.

He thought no meant come on, come on, try a little harder.

Well, just because that happened to me doesn't mean it's going to happen to

Cut!

You're an idiot.

The line is, just because it happened to you doesn't mean it's going to happen

to me.

It's all that peroxide, you know, that blonde stuff that's eating up your

You're really obnoxious, you know that?

What did you say to me? Come on, Josie, don't get upset.

What do you mean, don't get upset? Wait a minute, are you siding with her

against me? Are you sleeping with her, too?

I fired you.

Josie, there are people watching. Hey, get out of my room. We don't want to

to you. You're such a loser. Do you know that?

You're sleeping with all these women and fighting with them against me, your

wife. Don't you know that I know, honey? How could... Do you think that I'm

stupid? I want you to know something.

I am not stupid.

No, you're not stupid. You're just crazy.

You just all go to hell, okay? Especially you. Yeah?

Over your dead body.

Promise you it's a surprise.

It's going to get even better tomorrow.

Can I hear it?

Listen, about what happened in there, I... Boy, that was quite a performance.

How did you know?

Well, I saw Josie Joplin give the high sign to that girl's photographer.

Publicity. It was Josie's idea.

What about you, Ivy? Why do you go along with this?

Every time Josie does something outrageous, the ratings go up.

That's good for me, too.

I didn't expect her to slap me.

I was just rotten.

It was a little lower than that, darling.

She doesn't seem to care what folks think about you.

You mean Mom?

Tell her it's just showbiz. Tell her that I... Ivy!

I gotta go.

Oh, it's so good to see you, Uncle Bill.

Tell Mom I'll call.

You do that.

Just call.

Have you seen the police?

Call 911?

Yeah, sorry. This way.

Josie?

Josie?

Sounded like an awful fight.

They were screaming, furniture crashing. I called you right away.

Mrs. Joplin.

Are you all right?

Mrs. Joplin.

Open it.

Police.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God, she's killed her.

Stevie West has been arrested for the murder of Jocelyn Joplin, star of the

popular situation comedy, Josie.

Holy mother of pearl.

Here's Daniel. I got there.

I didn't kill her, Uncle Bill.

Why? I never one moment thought you did.

How's Mom holding up?

She's worried.

I've embarrassed her

and you.

Stop it, Ivy. Beating up on yourself won't help. Come on.

Tell me what happened last night.

Um, I was working in the production office.

And I got a page from Josie.

Calling from where?

The hotel.

She moved into the hotel because, um, she wanted the press to think that she'd

walked off the show and disappeared.

You know, more publicity.

So her hotel phone number was on the pager.

No, it was one of those pagers where you phone in to a central service.

and then they send you a typed message on the pager screen.

Yeah, well, how do you know the call was from Josie?

The message said, get your butt over here.

Oh. Yeah.

Vintage Josie. Mm -hmm.

So I got my butt over there.

Did you tell anyone you were going over to Josie's hotel?

No.

Outside the cleaning crew, I was the only one in the office.

Why'd you sneak into the hotel?

By the back stairs.

Because Josie wanted... She didn't want anyone from the show seen at the hotel.

Oh.

I see.

So you kept out of sight.

Yeah.

The door to her room was open.

It was dark inside.

And somebody knocked me down.

You get a look at him?

Nope.

It's too dark.

Everything just happened so fast.

Did anything else happen last night at the studio or your home? Anything

unusual?

No.

The jerk in the Jeep.

What Jeep?

What? This guy almost ran me down in the studio parking lot.

Had you seen him before?

Never. And I know everyone that works at the studio. Now, this guy was in a

really big hurry.

I remember his license plate because it had an odd number.

It looked like it was a vanity plate, but it wasn't.

You know, it was 777 something.

Yeah, 777.

All right, now, just one last question, and this is important.

Besides you, Who else knew that Josie was moved over to that hotel last night?

Toby, Claire, Ben Landry, Lisa.

That's all.

One of them could have framed you for murder.

Your client and the deceased were in a public fight just one week before the

murder. An audience of over 200 people heard your client threaten Josie

Oh, that was a publicity stunt, Lieutenant.

It might have started out as a publicity stunt, and then it got serious.

Josie Joplin threatened to fire your client. Your client knew she was going

do it and came here planning a murder.

My client came here because Josie Joplin paged her.

Wrong.

We checked the hotel's computerized billing systems. No calls came into this

room last night. No calls went out of this room last night. Know what I think,

Counselor? What do you think, Lieutenant?

I think your client called that paging service itself, and that obviously would

give her an alibi.

Well, you're entitled to your opinion, but I'm partial to the facts, myself.

All right.

Let's check the facts.

Fact. The desk clerk phoned 911 to report hearing a violent struggle in

Joplin's hotel suite.

Fact. That call was clocked in at 11 .40 p .m.

Fact. A patrol car arrived on the scene at 11 .51.

Fact. They entered the room at 11 .54.

Fact. Know what they found, Counselor? Not till you tell me.

The deceased.

Your client crouched over the deceased with the murder weapon in her hand.

Fact. What about the 14 minutes between the time the desk clerk called 911 and

the police arrived? What do you think my client was doing all that time, waiting

around to be caught or catching butterflies?

Ask her.

Doesn't it strike you maybe my client was set up? That's an interesting

Counselor, but personally I prefer the facts. And the facts tell me we have

one nailed.

Murder one, open and shut.

That partial license plate ivy gave you dmv lifts over 200 plates starting with

the number seven seven seven But only one is a jeep in the los angeles area.

you get a name and address?

Yeah, martin kester dmv has him in an apartment out on morrison avenue in the

valley Thought i'd drive out and meet him watch yourself You might ask him

he was doing at the studio that night and why he was in such a hurry darn near

ran over ivy Uh, well, let's uh, see where we stand ken Okay, according to

only four other people knew where Josie was that night.

That would be Toby Joplin, Ben Landry, Claire Howard, and Lisa Kay. That's all.

Her husband, her business manager, her co -star, and her best friend. They all

knew where she was.

Which means that any one of them had the means and the opportunity to plan and

execute her murder.

But did any of them have a motive?

We need to know more about these folks, Janet.

That isn't going to be hard, Mr. McKenzie.

The people around Josie had their lives all over the tabloids. I know more about

them than I do my own family.

You read the tabloids?

Uh, no.

No, I don't read them.

They're there at the checkout counter. You can't help but glance at the

headlines. How else would we know where Elvis is appearing?

Hey, hey, you're right. What the hell are you doing with my Jeep?

Relax. Relax?

Are you Martin Kester?

Who's Aspen?

My name's Ken Malansky.

I was wondering what you were doing outside the Candlemoss Studios the other

night.

Oh.

Sure, I...

Thank you very much. Bye.

Big pardon, miss. My name's McKenzie, and I'm looking for Toby Joplin. Oh,

He's expecting you.

Just a second.

I'll walk you down. I've got to drop these on Lisa's desk.

Oh, thank you.

Uh, Lisa.

Would that be, uh, Lisa Kay, the comedian?

Mm -hmm.

She does the audience warm -up.

I'm all right.

I'm fine.

Huh? Yes.

I don't know what happens to me.

I'm sorry about that.

The floor is slippery. They waxed it last night. I guess they did. You don't

want to lose these now, huh? Thank you.

Toby should be back any minute. You can wait in his office.

Oh, thank you.

Are you sure you're all right? Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.

I'll call your agent first thing in the morning.

Bill! Hi.

You know Claire?

Oh, I haven't had the pleasure.

I'm Bill McKenzie, Miss Howard.

Hi. I saw you on the news leaving the hotel where Josie died.

You're Ivy's attorney.

That I am. Well, you photograph great.

Too bad Ivy's guilty.

Thanks again, and I will have Bob call you.

Terrific.

Gee, I've been thinking a lot about Ivyville.

Arrested for murder?

That must be awful.

Girl's tougher than she looks.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

Now's a good time.

Let's go for a walk.

The network wants us to stay in production.

We'll change the name. Call it Josie's Family.

Introduce a new character, Josie's mean old Aunt Maggie. This must be a very

difficult time for you. Oh, it's been brutal.

Hey. Sally, looking good.

I understand you and your wife had a colorful relationship.

I had the bruises to prove it.

She claimed you came after her with a baseball bat. Now, is that really true?

That's a lie. It was a tire iron, and she hit me.

The woman had a temper like a volcano.

Why'd you stay with her?

Josie almost killed me, but she never bored me.

I loved her.

Is it true that she made you sign a prenuptial agreement so if you divorced

you'd be left without a cent?

Now, who told you that?

Who sold me out?

Well, you talked about it on Oprah.

Who knew anyone was listening?

Luckily for me, Josie and I were happily married.

According to an interview in the National Informer the day she died, said

was, uh...

Divorcing you? Oh, that's a lie. They made it up. Josie were here. She'd tell

them. Just what is the truth here, Mr. Joplin?

Uh, just one more, uh, question, Mr. Joplin.

Where were you when your wife was being murdered, sir? I was right here in my

office. Anybody see you?

No. Well, what about Ivy?

She and Josie hated each other.

The story's right here.

Read it.

All right. You read this.

What's this, another interview?

I'm going to have to see you in court.

Hi, Patricia McDonald, Ken Molanski.

Mind if I come on in?

Excuse me, am I supposed to know you?

You ought to.

You took my picture outside Martin Kester's apartment building just before

almost ran me down.

You're a photographer.

How did you find me?

Well, I got your license plate number as you drove away.

You're good.

The DMV says your name's Patricia McDonald.

You work for the National Informer.

Are you checking me out because you like me, or is snooping your hobby?

You tell me. You're the reporter.

What were you doing outside Martin Kessler's apartment building?

I don't have to tell you anything.

You know, cameras have always fascinated me.

Now, let's see. Where do we put the film in?

Oh.

Here.

Let's look at it this way.

You owe me what's on this film.

Okay, look.

I'm covering the Josie Joplin case.

I followed you from Perry Mason's office. You're working for Bill

You were my best lead.

What can you tell me about Kester?

You mean the guy in the Jeep?

Nothing.

What's his story anyway? How's he connected to the case?

Who says he's connected?

Right. Like you'd be doing all this if he wasn't.

And what am I doing?

Tracking me down.

Asking me if I know the guy.

You don't know where he is.

And you need to find him, right?

Right.

Maybe I can help.

How? Do I get an inside crack at the story from you?

You tell me where to find Kester and we'll talk about it.

Give me my phone.

Why?

That's how we find Kester.

After you.

Hollywood agents? Don't get me started.

You know why a lot of medical labs across the country are using agents

of rats in their experiments?

They found the students don't get as attached to agents.

Who's there?

Bill McKenzie. Go ahead. I'm enjoying your monologue.

Speaking of animals, I just found out what you get when you cross a lawyer and

snake. You get an agent who can shed his skin.

I hear you're chuckling. Are you sure you're an attorney?

Oh, yeah.

Forty years now.

Just getting the hang of it.

Where'd you learn about lighting?

Well, I used to work backstage when my wife was an amateur actress.

She was good, too. A lot of folks said she ought to make a career of it.

But she said she didn't want to leave the ranch.

Didn't want to leave me.

Said she was content.

I hope so. God knows I was contented with her.

You enjoy working on your material.

The truth.

Doing stand -up terrifies me.

Is that why you haven't played club since you and Josie Joplin split up?

Josie and I were a team. When she went off to do her sitcom, I couldn't get any

solo bookings.

Oh, gosh, I find that hard to believe.

I read a lot of reviews of your act together. A lot of critics thought you

funnier than she was.

Am I supposed to be flattered?

So, instead of striking off on your own...

Took a job warming up Josie's audience. Why would you do that?

Well, maybe I was afraid of performing without Josie.

Maybe she was afraid of you, the competition.

Wanted you in her shadow.

No, she couldn't force me to do that.

A couple of years ago, you two had a real knockdown fight.

Josie withdrew felony assault charges, but only after you signed a long -term

contract with her production company.

Right? So you're saying she blackmailed me?

I'm saying she cut you a deal.

No, you're wrong.

Josie dropped the charges because we're old friends.

Well, your older friend wouldn't release you from your contract a couple of

weeks ago when you were offered a Showtime comedy special.

Or six months ago when another network wanted you for your own sitcom or...

A year ago, when you were offered a job in a movie, she had you boxed in as a

gay, didn't she?

Josie and I would have worked it out.

Not according to your agent.

He said she was killing off your career.

I know I hate agents.

Can you tell me where you were the night Josie died?

Yeah. I was in the production office working on material for my warm -up

routine. Did anyone see you?

No, but I've got it on tape.

Want to hear it?

Sure.

Gentiles and ladies, men. Oh, sorry I'm late, but I ran into my agent on the way

over here.

Unfortunately, he survived.

Anyway, I got hassled by a panhandler on the way in. Why don't you hang on to

that?

Maybe we'll play it in court.

Not my best side.

I didn't know lawyers had a best side, Melancy.

Go ahead, sweet talk me. I can take it.

Oh, careful. Try not to bump into anything. Some of that stuff with side

processing can be flammable.

I thought it was getting kind of hot in here.

I seem to know what you're doing, so why are you wasting all that talent on the

National Informer?

The Informer is a good paper.

Oh, yeah.

Space aliens advising Bill and Hillary.

Four -year -old girls giving birth, that's real Pulitzer stuff.

Well, we all gotta do what we gotta do till we get what we want.

And this is just the beginning.

One of yours?

No.

While all the excitement was happening, I was taking pictures at a rock club.

The next page, check it out.

Just my dumb luck.

When the story hit, I was halfway across town.

Which is why I need a hot lead from you, Melancy.

Bingo.

But Kester's a masseur at the Beverly Hills Health Spot.

I'll check it out.

Great.

I'll come with you.

I said I might give you a story.

Hey, fair is fair.

I never said that you could tag along in my investigation.

Really?

That's great.

Wait a minute.

I have something that might change your mind. There's another picture you ought

to see. Come here.

I didn't just fall for that, did I?

I did.

Patricia!

Thank you.

came back.

Yeah.

I was in my car when I noticed Kester go into the building.

By the time I got here, he'd already started the fire.

Oh, yeah.

I know, partner.

Oh, we're talking total multimedia, gentlemen. You get the entertainment

software you need for your electronics hardware.

We get a new outlet for our product.

Everybody's happy. We must be clear. You personally control all rights to this

material. 16 hours, gentlemen. 16 hours of Josie Joplin concert tapes previously

unseen and unedited. Perfect for video and CD and yours for a seven -figure

song. What do you think?

Gentlemen, um, would you excuse me for just a minute? Irene, get the boys

whatever they want.

Mr. McKenzie, this is a surprise.

Well, I see you're busy. I just need a few moments of your time. I could wait.

Well, yes, I am in a meeting. Could you make it fast? Oh, I'll make it right to

it. Now, you were Josie Joplin's business manager. Yes, I was, yes. Poor

Well, she was my favorite client.

Oh, she was your only client.

Well, she... When you're handling someone as big as Josie Joplin who needs

clients, right?

No, I mean, when she became a star, she made you drop all your other clients.

No, that's... No, that's just wrong. Now, you're making things up here, Mr.

McKenzie. No, I don't make things up, Mr. Landry.

Sure, Josie needed full -time handling, yes. But you see, she made so much money

for the company, I was happy to do it.

We owned her production company together. Did you know that?

No. Now, get out of here.

Josie Joplin was ending your partnership. You're lying, Mr. Landry.

Two days before her murder, she filed papers cutting you out of her production

company. She was firing you. Ah, gentlemen, gentlemen, I'll be right with

Irene, get them whatever they want.

What does that lawsuit have to do with anything?

Oh, it shows he's dead, then it shows a lawsuit, huh?

I mean, that leaves you in control of her company. Now, that's a pretty good

reason for wanting your client dead.

Obviously, you don't understand the business, Mr. McKenzie.

Could be.

Enlighten me.

To put it in terms that you would understand, Josie was the cow.

And without the cow, there's no milk, now is there?

So even if I keep my share of the company, how do I profit now that she's

Well, counting domestic syndication and cable rights to her show, foreign sales

to multiple markets, not to mention...

exploitation of ancillary rights and interactive and multimedia, I'd say that

you're looking at potential annual revenue stream in the $100 million range

the rest of this decade. Your cow is going to be given milk for some time,

Landry, dead or not.

I didn't kill her.

Oh.

Then you won't mind telling me where you were while Josie was being murdered.

I was at the studio. I was in her office on a... conference call with investors.

I was on from 1130 to almost 1145. You can check with my people back there and

they will tell you. I'll do that.

Have a nice day, gentlemen.

I'll see you in court.

Pardon me. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Wait!

That man that you were with, Martin Kessler, can you tell me where to find

What man? I don't know what you're talking about.

Kester got away.

Yeah, so did she.

I hate dead ends.

Come on.

Excuse me. Please, Ms. Howard would like to tell all her fans that she's

heartened by their love and support in this time of tragedy.

Will Claire stay or leave the show?

Well, she'll stay through the end of this season. As for next season, it'll

depend entirely on her feature film career.

Has Claire had any offers?

Several. All for starring roles in a number of upcoming films.

Are those the same film roles that Josie Joplin wouldn't let you take a couple

of weeks back, Miss Howard?

I'm sorry. Who are you?

Bill McKenzie. I've been trying to reach Miss Howard. She keeps ducking my

calls. Is it true that Josie Joplin tried to sidetrack your movie career?

I'm sorry.

Miss Howard has to get back to the set. I'd be glad to answer any other

questions you might have. What does Claire know about Josie's murder? I'll

something for the district. attorney's office to handle it who's the guy with

claire are they going to get married you'll have to ask her

you're a hard lady to talk to why

is that you stay away from her do you want her to answer my questions here or

court in front of the tv cameras what is it that you want to know i just need to

clear up a few things now you had an exclusive contract with Josie Joplin's

production company. Am I right?

Everyone knows that.

And she had the right to veto any movie roles you might be offered.

If she felt it would harm the show's family reputation, yeah.

It's a standard clause in a lot of show contracts.

Yeah, I know, but didn't she use that clause to keep you from taking any movie

jobs at all?

It didn't bother me, Mr. McKenzie. I mean, after all, even the most

TV show ends. I knew I'd have other opportunities.

I'm young.

Well, not as young as you want folks to think.

What is that supposed to mean?

Well, forgive me, Miss Howard, but your publicity says you're 22. That's about

10 years off the truth, isn't it?

Tabloid gossip, Mr.

McKenzie. Not if Josie told him you were born 32 years ago in Wahoo, Nebraska.

We've located your birth certificate, Miss Howard, the real one.

You're 32?

For God's sake, Steve, shut up.

So I play younger than my age, so what? But how long could you go on doing that?

She was robbing you of a movie career, wasn't she? What does she have against

you? Not a thing.

Josie didn't need a reason to be mean.

Boy, you must have hated her for that and wanted her out of the way.

Right. Look at me. I couldn't beat Josie in a cat fight. Never mind kill her.

I'm not strong enough.

Oh, maybe not, but he is.

Hey, a couple of minutes ago, you were mighty eager to defend your lady. Back

off. A man who's quick to anger usually feels he's got something to prove.

Get out of my way.

Steve! What have you got to prove, huh? You don't have a name, do you? I'm

warning you. Maybe you don't need a name. Maybe it's enough to be Claire

Howard's boyfriend.

Steve! Boy, he's got a temper.

A smart girl like you might find that temper useful. Where were you when Josie

was being killed, Mr. Boyfriend? He was with me in my dressing room at the

studio. The guards saw us. Ask him. I'll do that. And I'll see you both in

court. Early tomorrow morning.

Miss Mitch, as night clerk at the Belmont Hotel on the evening of Josie

death, did something unusual occur which caused you to summon police to the

hotel? Yes, sir. Please tell the court what happened the night of the murder at

approximately 11 .40 p .m.

Well... I heard sounds of a struggle, a violent struggle in Miss Joplin's room.

I immediately called 911.

The police arrived about ten minutes later.

We all went upstairs. We knocked on Miss Joplin's door, but there was no answer.

Did you enter Miss Joplin's room with the police at that time?

Yes, sir, I did.

And what did you see?

I saw her.

Indicating the defendant, Ivy West, Your Honor.

Her clothes were all messed up. Her sleeves were torn.

She was bending over Miss Joplin's body.

Thank you, Miss Michener.

Your witness, Counselor.

Miss Michener, um... Now, you called the police at 11 .40,

and, uh, you entered the, uh, Mrs. Joplin's hotel suite at 11 .54. Is that

correct? Yes, sir, that's correct.

Now... During those 14 minutes, did you see anyone enter or leave Miss Joplin's

hotel suite?

Oh, no. There was no one.

Where were you?

Me? Yeah. I was outside, waiting for the police.

So anyone could have entered or left the hotel suite during those 14 minutes you

were outside waiting for the police, and you wouldn't have seen them, would you?

No, sir.

That's what I thought.

I have no further questions.

The people call Lieutenant Ed Brock.

I am showing you People's Exhibit 7, which has already been identified as the

murder weapon.

Can you tell us if any fingerprints were discovered on this lamp by the forensic

team? We found several prints on the lamp, all belonging to the defendant,

West.

Were any other fingerprints found on the murder weapon, Lieutenant?

Only Miss West's.

The people have no further questions, Your Honor.

Lieutenant, oh, thank you, thank you.

Now, you say the only fingerprints found on this lamp...

Were those belonging to my client? That's what I just testified.

Now, how do you explain that? I'm not sure what you're asking. Well, in a busy

hotel room, people are coming and going all the time, turning lamps off, feeling

them and all. How do you explain the fact there's only one set of

on this particular lamp?

Well, maybe the hotel maid wiped the lamp when she came in to clean the room.

Didn't you ask her if she did? No, Counselor, I didn't ask her if she did.

now, what if I tell you?

That the hotel maid did not clean the room that day because Mrs. Joplin

let her in. Then that means someone else must have wiped this lab clean.

Probably the real murderer.

Objection, Your Honor.

Argumentative. Assumes facts not in evidence. Calls for speculation.

the question and thank this officer for testifying here today. Nothing further.

You may step down, Lieutenant.

Thank you.

We're doing fine.

Where's Ken?

He called in earlier. He's tracking down a lead.

I hope he got a good one.

Five,

six, and seven, and eight. All right!

Will you please tell me what we're doing here?

Listen, Melanconi, if you want to find Kester, just do as I say.

Now, I snatched the appointment sheet off of his hospital staff.

The woman's name is Rosa Westbite.

Like I thought, she comes in every day.

Michael told me she has a jealous husband.

She's in there.

She's waiting.

Waiting for who?

You. Oh, this is as far as I go.

Good luck.

Make it real deep. I'm very tense.

Excuse me. Mrs. Westlake requested another masseur today.

Take over an 18.

Oh, yeah.

You must be new here. You have marvelous hands.

We're an attorney.

You're an attorney?

What, is business that bad?

Oh, actually, business is booming.

We have to work on this muscle. You're holding a lot of tension here.

on life in the big city.

Actually,

I'm working on the Josie Joplin murder case.

And I think that you could be a very important witness.

We're looking into a Martin Kester. I believe you know him.

I don't remember a Martin Kester.

Let me give you a hint.

He gave you a gold necklace.

Oh, God.

Just don't tell Sidney.

It's your choice.

Tell me about it here, where I can hear your side of the story.

Or if you'd rather, Bill McKenzie can take you apart in court.

In court?

Or here.

Request permission to examine Mr. Joplin as an adverse witness, Your Honor.

Within reason, Mr. Walsh.

Mr. Joplin, on more than one occasion, your wife accused you and the defendant

of having a love affair, didn't she?

Actually, yes.

Once he did, yes.

And there was truth to that accusation, wasn't there? Where? Could you define

truth? Just answer the question, Mr. Johnson.

The question.

Were we having an affair?

You mean me and Ivy? Ivy West.

Okay.

All right.

We'd been seeing each other. The truth is that you and Ivy West have been

intimate for months.

Well, by intimate, do you mean a drink after work or an early bird dinner or...

Mr. Joplin, you are under oath.

Okay.

Okay.

We were intimate.

So, your wife's jealous rage wasn't publicity.

She was madder than hell.

And your wife had a reputation for, shall we say, getting back at people who

made her madder than hell, didn't she?

Oh, sure. Well, everybody knew that Josie liked squashing people. Not that

wasn't sweet. She loved animals.

Why, you show Josie a stray dog or a cat and she'd just... Thank you, Mr.

Joplin. No further questions.

Mr. McKenzie?

Uh, no questions at this time, Your Honor, but defense reserves the right to

recall this witness at a later time.

Noted. The witness may step down.

The people rest, Your Honor.

Toby's lying. You know he's lying.

He's good at it, too.

Tosses him off like he believes in himself.

We'll get him.

Mr. McKenzie, is the defense ready to call its first witness?

We are, Your Honor.

Defense calls Lisa Kay.

Mr. McKenzie, this is Ken. Good.

I'll be right back.

Janice? Janice!

I'm losing you. It's a connection.

I'm going to call you back.

Here, try mine.

It gets great reception.

Thanks.

Is this any better?

Tell Bill that we're up the road from 1300 Malibu Ridge. It's a mountain

Yeah, Kester's there.

We'll just keep an eye on him until we hear back from Bill.

Thanks, Janice.

What's her friend up to now?

I don't know.

He was in there a few minutes ago.

I can't see him now.

Try looking over here.

Come on.

Gentiles and ladies, men.

Sorry I'm late, but I ran into my agent on the way over here.

Unfortunately, he survived.

Anyway, I got hassled by a panhandler on the way in.

You say...

While Josie Joplin was being murdered at the Belmont Hotel, you were in the

production office at the studio making this recording of your warm -up routine.

That's right.

Now, on the part of the tape we just heard, the sound is very clear. Is the

whole tape that clear?

Yes, it is.

Well, that's odd.

You see, the morning after the murder, I was at the studio being escorted

down the hall by a secretary who slipped right outside the production office

door. I had to catch her because the floor had just been waxed the night

Your Honor, what's the point of this?

Your Honor, there's a 14 -minute gap between the time the police were called

about this murder and the time my client was discovered in Mrs. Joplin's hotel

suite. Now, I believe...

The real murder used those 14 minutes to frame my client, and I want to

establish that there were several other people who had both the motive and the

opportunity to do so.

I'll permit this line of testimony within reason. You can go ahead. Thank

Your Honor. Now, Mr.

Ryan of the studio cleanup crew is in this court.

Mr. Ryan is prepared to testify.

that on the night of the murder, his cleanup crew waxed the hallway outside

production office door from 11 p .m.

until just past midnight with an industrial waxing machine.

They make an awful racket.

You could never have recorded anything on this tape without picking up that

sound. So, if you weren't...

at the studio making this recording while Josie Joplin was being killed.

What were you doing, Miss Kay?

We've established that Josie Joplin's lawsuit would have cost you everything

had, Mr. Landry, and yet you say that while she was being murdered, you were

a conference call to investors?

From 11 .30 to 11 .45 p .m., that's right.

You made that call from Josie's office at the studio. Yes, I did. From a studio

phone.

No, not exactly. Oh.

You made that call from a cellular phone, didn't you?

And the call lasted from 1125 to 1131, not 1145.

So you could have made that call from anywhere.

Even from your car on the way to Miss Joplin's hotel, so you don't really have

an alibi for the time of the murder, do you, Mr. Landry?

Steve and I were in my dressing room. A studio guard saw us.

Yes, that studio guard is right here in the courtroom, Mr. Serbic.

Yes, Mr. Serbic will indeed testify he saw you in a passionate embrace.

I told you. But not with your boyfriend, Mr. Gelson.

You may sit down, Mr. Kirby.

How is that possible?

Well, because he saw your boyfriend driving away from the studio a half hour

earlier.

Now, you may have an alibi for the time of the murder, but Steve Gelson doesn't.

Which makes me wonder, why would you purgy yourself for no reason?

Do you have a reason?

What are you trying to hide?

Or whom are you trying to hide?

I got people coming after me.

I do not like that.

What?

No, shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

You're already in this too deep, pal. Now, you listen to me.

Unless you want to see your name in the paper.

You better get over here with some cash and you better do it right now.

You got that?

You know, Marty, can I call you Marty?

The informer has a very generous tips to reimbursement policy.

She's going to say anything to get a story. Her paper's never going to pay.

Why did you say that?

He's an exclusive.

Because if you pay him, it ruins his credibility as a possible defense

Oh, right. You think you're going to see him in court?

He's holding as prisoner.

Think positively, Patricia.

Besides, I said potential witness. Now, why don't you help me with these ropes?

How do I do that?

See if I can work this rope through that Indian bracelet of yours.

Let's see if I can sneak up on him.

You stay here.

Oh, and lose my story?

You're nuts.

Pardon me, son. I'm a little lost.

How far to Malibu Canyon?

He's got a gun.

That's all right. So do I. Drop it.

All right.

What were you doing outside the studio the night Josie Joplin was killed? Did

someone hire you to kill her?

Hey, look, I didn't kill anybody.

All right? All you got to do is ask him. He'll tell you. Who?

Ask who?

Ask who?

I like your timing, McKenzie.

The girl with the camera still following the story.

Yeah, it just keeps getting bigger and better.

That's one way to look at it.

He might have proved I be innocent.

Whoever killed Martin Kester could have killed Joseph Joplin. Boy, oh, boy.

I give my prize Appaloosa for a new lead.

Well, I've always wanted a horse.

Try that.

You keep it in storage.

Storage locker key. Where'd you get this?

From Martin Kester's gym bag. He left it in his car.

You took evidence from the crime scene?

No. The car was on the street. It was unlocked.

Perfectly legal.

Pretty clever, huh?

This should have been turned over to the police.

I thought you'd be pleased.

I'll be pleased when Lieutenant Brock gets this key, then we'll ask him to

out what's in the storage locker.

Well, you do it any way you like, but I am not losing the phone.

You never quit?

Neither do you.

Oh, they just made for each other.

It's over Bonnie and Clyde.

Think so?

The girl cuts too many corners.

Gonna get her into trouble someday.

Let's hope Ken's not there when it happens.

Lieutenant,

in

your investigation into the homicide of Martin Kester, have you been able to

find anything out about his lifestyle?

Well, we learned that Martin Kester lived way beyond his means. He had an

apartment filled with expensive clothes. He also had a vacation house under a

false name. Yet his only apparent source of income was his job as a mature at

the Beverly Hills Health Spa.

As far as we've been able to determine, Counselor, that is correct.

Now, Lieutenant, I'm opening People's Exhibit D, a shoebox, which the police

removed this morning from Martin Kester's...

Storage locker. Has your lab been able to identify the white powdery substance?

The lab identified that as cocaine, Counselor.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

No further questions from this witness? Your Honor.

This witness may be excused.

Your Honor, the people fail to see the relevance of this line of testimony.

Storage lockers and shoeboxes. Where's this all going?

The court is equally as curious.

Mr. McKenzie.

Where are you taking us? I need to ask the court's indulgence, Your Honor.

If you have my word, this is all going somewhere.

Well, then I suggest you get us to there. And quickly.

The defense calls Mrs.

Rosa Westlake to the stand.

Now, Mrs.

Westlake, you understand that you are in a court of law and under oath.

Yes.

Now, will you tell us, please, what is Martin Kester to you?

Mama, sir.

And what else?

My lover.

Who gave you the gold necklace you're now wearing.

Yes.

He stole it, didn't he?

No. But someone else did.

Thank you.

No more questions, Your Honor.

Mr. Joplin.

You said you had an affair with Ivy West.

That was untrue, wasn't it?

Oh, right.

Like I'd sit here in court telling the world I was cheating on my wife if I

wasn't. Now, why would I pull a bozo stunt like that? To cover up something

wanted to hide.

How much money do you have in your personal bank account? Who knows?

Ask my accountant.

The other day while I was waiting for you in your office, your bank statement

was laying on the table there.

My assistant subpoenaed a copy this morning. I was struck by the size of

balance.

$300.

I don't need much money. You mean you don't have much money, don't you?

When you married Josie Joplin, she made you sign a prenuptial agreement so that

all your acting and producing fees went directly into a joint account.

And then she put you on a strict allowance.

Your own personal bank account never rose much above $1 ,000, did it?

I had all I wanted.

I don't think you did.

You recognize this necklace?

Never saw it before.

Oh, look again, Mr.

Joplin.

Your wife was wearing this necklace in the wedding photo you keep on your desk.

That same picture was reprinted on the front page of this newspaper.

I thought it looked familiar.

Yeah.

Very unique necklace.

Gold choker with a raised diamond design.

It was given to Rosa Westlake by Martin Kester.

Kester got it from you, didn't he?

Well, now, I might give him flowers and candy, but why would I give him my

wife's necklace?

To pay for an ounce of cocaine.

Kester was a drug dealer and you were his biggest customer, weren't you? Hey,

expect a call from my lawyer. That's defamation.

Not if it's true.

Kester kept a ledger of all his transactions.

On the night your wife was murdered, a customer called T .J. traded a gold

necklace for an ounce of cocaine.

T .J.? Toby Joplin?

Were you up at Kester's house yesterday when he was murdered?

No. I mean, I didn't kill him.

Right now, the police are up there at Kester's house looking for your tire

tracks.

A lot of T .J.'s in this lady.

811, a diamond pin.

921, a sapphire bracelet.

Emerald earrings.

On and on.

Did your wife find out you were stealing from her to buy drugs?

Did you kill her?

When she threatened to divorce you?

The tabloids made that up.

She loved me.

No, I think she loved your television show even more.

It was a family show, a sitcom about an American family. Now, Josie knew the

show wouldn't be on the air very long if the public found out that its co -star

and producer was buying drugs like some back -alley junkie.

She had to choose between the show and you, and you lost out, D .J.

Well, you tell a good story, Mr. McKenzie, but where's the punchline?

If Kester was blackmailing me, threatening to tell Josie, then why

murder Kester after Josie was already dead?

Why, for the same reason your wife was divorcing you to protect the show.

You're now the sole star, the sole executive producer.

Kester could have taken all that away from you, and he threatened to do just

that, didn't he?

Come on, Mr. Joplin.

Your tire tracks are up there at Kester's house.

It's time to fish or cut bait.

What if they would have ruined me?

I wouldn't kill Josie.

The truth just doesn't want to come out of your mouth, does it? Why don't you...

The night Josie was murdered, I was with Claire.

Claire and I were having an affair.

More like a fling.

A small fling.

But I love Josie.

I never would have hurt her.

I suggest under the circumstances that the people hold off a cross -examination

allow Mr. Joplin to confer with his attorney.

This court is recessed until tomorrow.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. McKenzie.

Oh, my.

Toby didn't kill Josie, and Claire didn't.

That leaves Ben Landry and Lisa Kay.

One of them must be the murderer.

Yeah, but which one? And how do we prove it?

That's the hound we're after.

I hear Chinese food for breakfast.

Old pizza, though.

Now that is different.

How about popcorn inside of cold beans?

Oh, God, no.

So you got the photos?

Great.

I will have the story ready for you by deadline.

Thanks, Jack.

I've got the front page locked for tomorrow's edition.

Well, if you worked for a real paper, you'd have a Pulitzer.

You don't get it, do you, Malansky?

The National Informer is just my first step.

On to bigger and better things, huh?

You bet.

And you will have to stop by sometime.

Help me polish my Pulitzer.

Thanks.

The both of you.

See you in court.

You like Patricia McDonald, don't you, Kenneth?

Well, she's smart, but she's tough. She gets what she wants.

She goes after someone and she gets them, whatever it takes.

She does that.

Boy, I can't get it.

I just can't take it in. Why would Josie Joplin give Patricia McDonald a story

that was untrue and would make her look foolish?

You know, for publicity.

Say whatever you want about me, just spell my name right.

No, but some stars do present those kinds of stories.

Josie Joplin was threatening a lawsuit.

Yeah.

Toby said the divorce story was a lie.

There's something wrong here.

Bucket of snakes.

What?

Ken, you got some calls for me.

Now, Miss Kay, you told this court that while Josie Joplin was being murdered,

you were taping your comedy act. You lied about that, didn't you?

Yes, I lied.

Will you tell us what you were really doing that night?

I was making a telephone call.

To Jack at 315 -555 -7232. Am I correct?

How did you know that?

We subpoenaed your phone log.

You made a lot of calls to Jack, didn't you?

Jack's an old friend.

315 -555 -7232 is the phone number

of the National Informer.

Jack Handley is the editor.

You were his source for the stories about Josie Joplin, weren't you?

Yes, most of them.

Exclusive interview. Josie confirms divorce.

Blames girl Friday.

Did you give Jack the tip for this story?

No. That story was a stunt.

And when I read it, I called Jack and I warned him that he'd been ripped off.

This story in the National Informer was a fraud?

Yes.

See, Josie was a shark.

And once she sunk her teeth into you, she'd never let go.

She'd been trying for years to catch the informer, and that story was a lie, and

the writer didn't cross -check it, and Josie was going to nail him.

You hated her, didn't you?

Yeah, and I still hate her, but I didn't kill her.

Thank you.

I have no faith in you.

Your Honor.

The people reserve their right to cross -examine this witness later.

You may step down.

Mr. McKenzie?

Defense calls Patricia McDonald to the stand.

Miss McDonald, how long have you worked for the National Informer?

Six years.

You well -paid?

Very well -paid.

So you like working for the National Informer.

Big bucks and front page bylines. What's not to like?

Then why have you applied for a job at almost every major news organization in

the country over the last six years?

The Denver Post, Cleveland Plain Dealer, San Francisco Chronicle,

Washington Post, New York Times, L .A. Times, on and on. These are copies of

your job applications, aren't they?

Something wrong with that?

Well, they turned you down, all of them.

Working for the informer has wrecked your credibility as a legitimate

journalist, hasn't it?

It's difficult for any reporter to get on those papers.

Miss McDonald, what would happen to a writer who caused the national informer

lose a libel suit costing millions of dollars?

The writer would be fired.

Your byline is on this story.

Josie Joplin gave you an exclusive interview in which she told you that she

planned to divorce her husband.

Am I right?

Yes, that's correct.

Did you cross -check this story?

Well, I got it straight from Josie, in her own words. In her own words?

Isn't it true that so long as the tabloids don't use direct quotes, they

print all kinds of lies, filth, and trash?

And the day had come for a quote.

reliable sources, unquote.

Well, some tabloids may do that.

But a direct quote in her own words, that opens the door to a libel suit,

doesn't it?

It can.

Knowing that, and knowing Josie Joplin's reputation for having a mean streak,

why would you trust her own words?

Well, I had no reason not to.

Because this wasn't the first story she'd given you, was it?

No, it wasn't. She flipped you other stories from time to time. Nothing as

spectacular as this.

And you printed them, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

And they were all accurate?

Yes.

She fed you accurate stories so you wouldn't be suspicious when she fed you

lie. She set you up, Miss McDonald.

She put your paper on the spot.

for a $20 or $30 million libel suit for a story she would deny every giving to

you.

And that would have meant the end of your high -priced job and your career as

even a tabloid reporter.

And if you couldn't get a job on the informer at the bottom of the barrel,

be finished.

You had a motive for murder, didn't you?

I was halfway across town when Josie was killed.

I was taking pictures at the Roxy.

This picture?

Yeah, see that clock?

It says 1140.

And Josie was killed at 1140.

How could I be at two different places at the same time?

Maybe you can explain something to me.

Oh, what's that?

The woman in this picture is a...

Movie star, very famous, very married.

Well, that's the point, Mr. McKenzie.

She's married, and she's dancing with some guy that isn't her husband.

That's what makes it a story.

I understand that.

But why is this married woman wearing her wedding band on her right hand?

Now, let me show you the negative.

We call this defense exhibit G for identification.

We acquired this negative under subpoena from the National Informer's Archives.

Now, while you're trying to decide whether you want to recognize this

let me show you two enlargements of it. We'll call them defense exhibit H and I

for identification.

The married woman is wearing her wedding band on the wrong hand.

in this enlargement of the newspaper photograph because you flipped the image

when you developed it.

You reversed it to give yourself an alibi.

In this enlargement of the original photograph, the clock does not say 11

It says 12 .20.

You were at this nightclub after midnight, not before.

Which means you had more than enough time to kill Josie Joplin and get across

town.

You can't even prove I was at her hotel.

Your cellular phone bill shows that you called Ivy West Pager Service at

11 .38 and left a message.

Get your butt over here.

Ivy thought that call came from Josie Joplin, but it really came from you.

You had only one reason to make that call, Miss McDonald.

To frame my client for the murder that you committed.

Time for the truth.

The truth.

Reporters are supposed to like the truth.

That's all I ever wanted to be, a good reporter.

I told myself I'd take a job at the Informer for a few years just for the

and then I'd get a job back in mainstream press.

But you can't go back.

You can never go back.

The Informer was all I had.

She was going to take it from me.

I begged her not to do it, but she said the trial would be good publicity.

She was going to destroy me for publicity.

I had to kill her.

I had to.

I was asking for it, wasn't I?

Under the circumstances, Your Honor, the people move for a dismissal of all

charges against Ivy West.

Case dismissed.

Court is adjourned.

Bailiff, will you please take this witness into custody?

Oh, Mr. McKenzie, congratulations.

Uncle Bill, you were great.

You're very important to me, Ivy.

I was thinking about college.

Yeah. Would I be crazy to change my mind and go back? No.

You're supposed to change your mind. You're young.

Young people get off track sometimes.

Sometimes they find their way back.

Sometimes they don't.

Right this way, miss.

It's the biggest story in town, and she won't be the one writing it.

Yeah. Let's get out of here.

Don't even think about it, John.

We're all out of the woodwork, whatever you know. You sure took care of him.

Yeah.

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