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Well, now that a year has gone by, I'm not afraid to admit I was scared to

death. You seem to have gotten past that all right. But you just can't stop

grinning. Well, by the time I got it right, don't you think I was number

Fact, Mark.

Promise not to laugh, okay? I'm not.

We are thinking about health.

We are trying to start a family.

Wonderful.

Wait till you see what I got her for her anniversary, okay?

Jennifer, where's she? Jennifer, oh. I thought you deserted me. Oh, no way.

Mark, we don't see enough of you around here. Jennifer, listen, if things are

like this all the time, I might just rent you a guest house.

Everybody,

over here, over here.

I want to thank you all for being here on this wonderful anniversary.

The smartest decision I ever had the good sense to make.

Now, present time.

Okay!

What am I hearing, Bill? I don't believe it!

Oh, my God!

It's gorgeous.

A viper? How did he get on your Christmas list? He likes to tinker it.

Who, Jennifer? Yeah, she loves engines, and she's good at it, too. We were stuck

someplace in the terrible little village in the middle of Turkey with this

rented piece of junk, and it dies, and she repairs the engine right there.

Excuse me.

Yeah, what is it?

All right.

Calm down, calm down.

I'll be there.

Just relax.

I'll take care of it.

Good night.

Nine in my office.

Problem? I've got a minor emergency. I've got to go into the office tonight.

I love you, Bill Stratton.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hello.

Somebody in here?

How did you get past security?

Jennifer has reminded me of a favorite passage of Bill's, a passage from which

he always drew great strength.

Bring back to my remembrance the glory I had with thee before this world began.

He giveth power to the faint, and to them that have no might he increaseth

strength.

They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength.

They shall mount up with wings as eagles.

They shall run and not be weary.

And they shall walk and not faint.

Amen.

How are

you

doing, Dad? I'm fine. You're a surprise.

Well, not everybody that shows up at a funeral comes to grieve. I'm working.

Is that who I think it is?

Yeah, it's Bill. It's his anxious. I was just supposed to hold him for a second.

Any leads?

Not much. We know the caliber of gun that was used.

We'll run a usual registration check on anybody who was connected with Stratton.

I don't want any excuses.

Get it out of there.

All right?

No loose ends.

Doesn't look like he's here for a tearful farewell, either.

I don't think he'd give his own mother a tearful farewell.

His name is Stan Mackey. He's a street thug who moved up.

His specialty is running illegal aliens and using them as slave labor and

sweatshops. How does a man like that get to know Bill?

Might be interesting to find out.

Have any idea who the bad suit is?

That, if you can believe it, is Bill's old law partner. And they had a nasty

split. Looks like he was born to wear polyester. I'm surprised to see him here

to tell you the truth.

Well, since you know almost everyone here...

Tell me who the dry -eyed woman in black is.

That's Lenore, Bill's daughter by his first marriage.

He didn't talk much about her. Another nasty split?

I don't know.

You know, Amanda's got some time next week. We've got an idea to have her look

into it. I'd appreciate that.

Any of Jennifer's family here?

She's got one sister, I think, someplace.

Don't tell me. She hated Bill, too.

I don't know that much about her.

Just an idea I had based on most everyone else here.

It's the angriest funeral I've ever seen.

Yeah, maybe we should check out the sister, too.

Not a bad idea.

All right. Let me know what you dig up. Yeah, you too.

Father, would you?

Oh, of course.

Mr. Helm, Steve Sloan, homicide.

I need to ask you a few questions.

I didn't think you'd get around to me this fast. I am flattered.

I saw you sizing up the funeral.

I understand you weren't too happy with Stratton over the partnership split.

Split?

You mean like we agreed to part company?

Split? Just two gentlemen deciding to end a nice little business arrangement?

Boy, did she see you coming.

She? Yeah, she.

Yeah, this helps.

Well, you keep the back brace on all the time. What are you doing going out in

public for anyway? Listen, you have a brain concussion. A slipped disc and

possible whiplash.

You want to see a movie? Get pay -per -view.

Dumbass.

Guy gets rear -ended.

by a button.

You can't even stay in bed a couple of months.

Nice office you have here.

Yeah.

I got a lot of work to do, so let's just get our nice little chat out of the

way, shall we?

Tell me about she.

You know damn well who I'm talking about.

The child bride.

I worked with Stratton for 15 years.

I screwed up a couple of times, but Bill, always believed in me.

That is, until the lovely Miss Jennifer whispered in his ear a couple of times,

and then I'm out the door.

Mrs. Stratton had Bill get rid of you? Me and many others believe me. She made

clean sweep of all the old friends before those wedding bells rang, I'll

you. Hell, he didn't just get married, he got lobotomized.

Well, the reports were that he was a very happy man.

He probably was.

He paid enough for it.

She turned him into a real bastard, you know that?

You hated him so much, why'd you go to the funeral?

It's my pleasure where I find it.

Besides, you never know, may run into an old client or two who's just fresh out

of a lawyer.

Mr. Helms, I'm afraid we're not quite done. Yeah, we are, cop.

Helms.

Look, I'm not having a real good time here either, okay?

You want me to go away? Why don't you just tell me where you were the night

Stratton was killed?

The ballet.

Listen to you.

Go away.

And don't come back until you've got something to charge me with.

You know, Helms, I really hope you aren't laying on this. Oh, yeah.

So I never have to see you again.

Lenore has a little coffee shop out in the valley. I'll check it out. I think

Mark wants me to handle it. I don't think so, man. You're pregnant. You need

stay off your feet. You know, for a bright young doctor, you don't have a

about healthy pregnant women. I am pregnant, not sick, and I'll take care

Hey, what can I do? Go away. I want to talk to Mark alone. Now.

Yes, sir.

What is it, brother?

Nothing. I need a favor. What?

Beneath this coat and tie...

The master's degree in administration from Yale and the calculator lies a high

baritone. I'm auditioning for the community theater.

You're kidding.

What show?

Pirates of Penzance.

Oh, that's a wonderful one. What part?

The general, of course. The general. The general.

But I need a little rehearsing.

And, you know, since you're such a good accompanist, and I figured maybe that

piano thing you have in your den... You'll be happy to rehearse.

Terrific. We'll arrange a time later. Okay.

Desbians unite. I can't wait. Me neither.

My father wasn't a parent.

He was the CEO.

These are the people who raised me.

Willa Cather, Dorothy Parker.

What about your mother?

Well, there wasn't much left of her after he moved on to wife number two,

three.

You know, the day that your father died, your name was in his appointment book.

Oh, how convenient.

I wonder who could have done that.

Made sure everybody knew I was with him.

Mommy Dears made me.

God, I'm two years younger than she is.

Oh dear, have I gotten into some wicked stepmother stuff?

No, not really. I don't have a problem with Jennifer.

At least she's obvious.

She was thanking my father for a ride and everybody knew it.

With the fight with your father about money?

Is that what she told you?

No, uh, no, it wasn't about money.

Well, what was it about, if you don't mind me asking?

Yeah, uh... I didn't kill my father.

No, no, no, I'm sorry, Lenore. It's just that Mark wants to know what happened.

Now, the man may have been a lousy father to you, but he was somebody's

Yeah, well, that man, Dr.

Sloan's friend, told me he wanted to have more kids.

I don't know, maybe he figured he hadn't abandoned enough children already.

When I got my driver's license, I took my mother's car and I drove from our

house to his house.

37 minutes, that's all it took. I couldn't believe it. 37 minutes.

He never once came to see me.

Christmases, birthdays, not once since I was five years old.

This was the man who wanted to have more children.

Well, I had no idea that Lenore had grown so far apart from her father.

Even witnessing her anger. I looked at all those pictures with her, all those

women that she idolized.

I don't know, I just don't see her as a killer.

No, but she is an angry daughter.

Hey, when do we find out who inherits the money?

What's that supposed to mean?

Come on, whoever inherits the money inherits the guilt.

Can you be a little more creative, Jesse?

Amanda, we're talking several million dollars here. Several million motive

dollars. And not much due process.

Hey. Hey. What did you find out about Helms?

Well, he's a mess.

A mess with an alibi?

Don't know yet, but if he has one, it's probably a bartender. I turned up a

short, ugly bio.

Since his partnership with Bill Stratton is off, Mr. Helms has gotten himself up

to his neck in debt.

He's gone through a nasty divorce, racked up two DUIs, and an assault

against a guy who owed him money.

You know, you could have called me and told me that.

Yes, but I did because something even more interesting and charming Mr. Helms

turned up.

Ten days before Stratton was shot, a .32 caliber Beretta was purchased and

registered to Jennifer Stratton.

And I'll bet you she inherits everything.

Well, that's worth looking into. Let's go.

Why didn't you tell us about the gun?

Never occurred to me.

What's wrong with the engine?

Nothing. It's just the best therapy I could think of.

It never occurred to you to tell us you bought a gun just ten days before your

husband... Was killed?

What went on ten days before was not exactly uppermost in my mind at the

Would you like to turn the engine over?

Thought you'd never ask.

Would you like to see the gun?

Well, now that you brought it up, yes.

Bill insisted I buy the gun.

I didn't want it.

You know, I always thought Bill hated guns. Did he tell you why he wanted you

have it?

Protection. He was worried about me being alone.

It's right through here.

Did you talk to Alan Helms?

I can't believe that.

The clown had the nerve to show up at Bill's funeral.

You said he hadn't seen your husband in months.

He was just here a couple of weeks ago, trying again to get money out of Bill.

Did Bill give it to him?

Absolutely not.

Helms roared out of here, probably get back to his bottle.

Not here.

Who else knew about the gun?

Nobody, I don't think.

Maybe Bill took it with him. Maybe he was afraid there'd be trouble that

Mrs. Stratton, I have to ask you this.

Where were you the night Bill went to his office?

Here. What are you saying?

Sorry, Jennifer.

Did anybody see you here? A housekeeper? A servant?

How about a sister?

Hi, I'm Joan.

Mark, you're staring.

Yes, I'm sorry.

You said you had a sister, but I'm sorry for staring.

Don't be.

We're used to it. Every time we're together, people tend to stare. It

embarrass us, so we shouldn't let it bother you, like I said. We're used to

by now, or at least we should be.

You really do that twin talking back and forth thing.

Sometimes we just can't resist doing that to people.

Sorry.

About the night Bill was shot.

Jennifer called me about 8 and said that Bill had to go to the office on some

sort of emergency.

I didn't want to be alone.

I just rented a couple videos and came on out.

How long did you stay?

All night.

Why?

Am I a suspect?

No, you understand we have to ask these questions.

Of course.

We ordered Chinese. They got here about 10, 10 .30. You can check with the

restaurant.

Jennifer, let us know if that gun turns up.

Of course.

One other thing.

You have any idea why Stan Mackey was at the funeral?

Stan Mackey? I think he was the client it built.

Stan Mackey, a sweatshop boss, was a client of your husband's.

I think. You can double -check with his office.

I'll do that.

What do you think?

Dead ringers.

I mean, Stan Mackey, the missing gun. They're out.

What are you looking into?

What am I looking into?

Now, the delivery boy, I want you to talk to his name. Al Cho. Did you know

one -eighth of all natural pregnancies actually begin with twins? The owner of

the restaurant said that Al was working the night that Bill was born. It's not

like one out of 80 or 90 births actually produce the twins. It's called the

vanishing twin. Now, I want you to ask him who he delivered the food to and

time exactly he was there. Now, identical twins that have been reared

choosing the same majors in college and the same careers. I mean, this is mind

-blowing. Then you got that, I mean, these are studies that put a crimp in

whole nature of nature. Jesse, Al Cho.

Because I'm tight.

No, I... I'm kidding. I heard. I heard. Bel Air, alibi check, alcho, Chinese

food. Gee, Doc.

Black.

Stan Mackey.

What's that doing there?

I always clean Mr.

Stratton's desk and lock up the client files every night.

Well, maybe you forgot this one.

I never forget.

Somebody left it out.

Boy, the Immigration Department and the IRS would love to get their hands on

this. That's privileged information.

It might also have the killer's prints on it.

Who else had access to these files?

Mr. Stratton, myself, and his wife, Jennifer. I think she also had a key.

What about his computer?

Whenever he entered anything into his system, it was automatically transferred

to mine. Except for personal things.

Like his will?

Yes.

I suppose you'd like to see that, too. If you don't mind.

That's odd.

He's changed his will. His daughter Lenore's been deleted.

Sole beneficiary of my beloved wife, Jennifer Stratton.

This is dated a month before he was killed.

Well, I'm not surprised.

Meaning?

Well, Mrs.

Stratton thought that Lenore was spoiled, ungrateful.

Thought she should make it on her own financially.

Do you think Mrs. Stratton had him change his will?

Knowing Mrs. Stratton, I don't have a doubt.

I opened the door at the Stratton place.

What'd she look like?

In my delivery area, they all look alike.

Rich. Can you think?

Um, blonde hair, thin, good -looking. A lot.

Something great.

Here.

Free delivery, I accept it.

Any other questions?

Are you sure it was 9 .45 when you left there?

Well, I got back to the shop about 10. That's when my shift ended.

Hey, look, I've got to get this stuff delivered. Is there anything else about

that night that you remember? Anything odd or unusual?

Yeah, the car. It was amazing.

A black Viper. Right.

I'm starting to leave, and this woman drives up in this thing and goes to the

back of the place. What did this woman look like?

Oh, I just saw her for a second in the headlights.

I guess she kind of looked like that woman at the door.

Okay?

Okay. All right, I'm out of here. Yeah, thanks.

Thirty bucks for Egg Fu Young?

Not including tips.

Okay, Norman, let's try it with the music. Want to start from the top?

Okay.

One, two, three, four.

When do I come in?

When do I come in?

Come in any time. Just jump in there.

I am the very major... I am... I am the very model of a major... I am the very

model of...

Wait, let's sing it from the top again.

Try and do it twice as fast.

Why?

Because that's the way it's supposed to be performed.

Okay. All right, and loosen up a little. Give it a little movement.

Okay. That's what it needs.

I am the very model of a major, major general. You've got to go faster.

I am the very model of a modern major general, life information, vegetable,

animal, and mineral. I know the kings of England, and I quote the vice

historical from Marathon to Waterloo, an order categorical. I'm supposed to be

doing that.

Well, just run it like that. Go ahead. What do you want? I got some news. Okay,

practice a little bit.

That's the way you should do it, that fast.

I am the very major of the... I am the very model... What did you find out?

Be my guest. Okay. The delivery guy said that he saw a black Viper pull up to

the house driven by someone who looked a lot like Joan.

Jennifer lied.

They both lied.

How long would it take to get from Stratton's office to his house at that

of night, do you think?

Forty -five minutes.

Well, I was in my car. I thought I'd give it a shot.

So if it was Jennifer the delivery guy who saw her returning home... We don't

know that for sure.

Well, fine, but if it was, she had time to meet Bill at nine.

Kill him and get back in time for the delivery man to see her return.

But why would you want to kill Bill?

Money. I went to Stratton's office and discovered that he had changed his will.

Lenora is out and Jennifer gets everything.

I knew it. That's it. Case closed.

No, no, wait just a minute. I mean, there's nothing solid there.

Actually, there is.

While I was going through Stratton's desk, I just happened upon Stan Mackey's

file, conveniently laying on top of the desk.

Well, then how do you know it wasn't Mackey the bill went to see that night

he killed him? That's exactly what the killer wants us to think.

Except for one thing.

The secretary didn't pull the file and she doubts that Stratton did himself.

So I had the folder printed and guess whose prints came up all over the file?

Jennifer.

I think she's setting Mackey up.

That she can get a bundle of cash free and clear.

You know, there may be some explanation for the folder, though.

How do you explain the gun?

You found it?

In a storm drain near Stratton's office.

And Jennifer's fingerprints were all over it.

Oh, my.

I think it's time we had a little talk with her.

Look, Dad, I know this is hard on you, so I'll do it alone. Well, I should go

with you as backup.

I'll go with you. It's all right, Jesse.

It's not a problem. See you later, Dad.

Yeah, right, later.

Jesse, you're not going with me? I am the very model of a modern major

I'm information vegetable.

That's it.

Go.

I am the very model. I can't do it with the music.

Oh.

Stratton, it's Detective Sloan.

Stratton?

Hello?

Anybody?

There's got to be somebody here.

Check in there. I'll take a look on the terrace.

Can't find her anywhere.

You hear that?

Come on.

Let's check around back.

Get her out of here.

Lay down.

Easy.

See if you can help her. I'll get the car.

It's blown.

I need an ambulance right away.

Never mind.

Dead.

She also confessed.

Suicide.

She knew we were getting close.

I'm sorry, Dad.

She finally confessed?

Told the whole story.

sneaking into Bill's office, shooting him, tossing a gun.

I'm on my way to tell Joan now. You want to come along?

Yeah. Yeah, I think I should.

I'm really very sorry.

Are you okay?

It's just that she... And she confessed to everything?

We checked. The note was in her handwriting.

Well, I suppose I'd better make some arrangements or something.

Jonas, one thing we need to know.

Why did you lie to us about the night Bill was killed?

What are you talking about?

You said the two of you were together, but the delivery man saw Jennifer arrive

home.

Did you know she was going to Bill's office?

No, I swear I didn't.

Jennifer told me that she was meeting Lenore to lend her some money.

Why? Bill thought that Lenore's bookshop was a bad investment, so he wouldn't

help her.

Jennifer said that she felt sorry for her and that she was going to meet her

without Bill knowing.

Why didn't you say something?

Well, after what happened to Bill, Jenny said that it wouldn't look good, her

being gone. I swear I was just trying to help her. It never occurred to me that

she could hurt anyone.

I understand.

Maybe if I'd known she was so depressed when I called her.

Maybe she'd still be alive.

You talked to her?

What time was that?

I don't know.

About 3 .30.

Well, look, don't blame yourself.

There's nothing you could have done.

Thank you for saying that.

We'll be in touch.

What's on your mind?

What time did you and Jesse find Jennifer's body?

I think it was about 3 .30.

But if she talked to Joan then, it had to be at least 3 .40, 3 .45.

Could check my notes. Yeah, I'll do that.

I'm going to go back and look at Jennifer's garage again.

What for? We got a murder weapon with prints and a signed confession.

It's not hard to figure out that Jennifer did it and then checked herself

That's just it. It's not hard. As a matter of fact, it's awfully easy.

Come on, I'll buy you a donut.

Cops.

Let's go this way first.

Now tell me again, did you notice anything at all unusual when you

the body?

Aside from her being dead, no.

What color was her skin? Was it pale, bright red?

Neither. It was pretty normal in color.

How was the body positioned?

Kind of head plumped over, resting on the steering wheel.

How high would you say that ceiling is?

I don't know.

20 feet?

About 20, yeah.

What is this all about?

Well, first of all, carbon monoxide death usually causes the skin to turn

red. And the victim normally will get sleepy first and lay to the side before

succumbing. Believe me, this place was filled with fumes. Well, sure it was.

But according to my calculations...

Given the size of this garage and the fact that very little fuel was burned, I

don't think there was enough carbon monoxide generated to kill Jennifer.

Then what did?

Well, I think that's something we're going to have to find out.

You're not going to rehearse with me anymore? Norman, I can't rehearse with

anymore. I need the piano part.

I taped the piano part. And all the general stuff is here? All the general

is on there. Good, then you could just coach me. No, but I'll be there in

spirit. I don't want you there in spirit, Mark. Norman, just remember,

tempo, articulation, and have fun with it. Excuse me.

Mark, what's going on? The coroner just delivered Jennifer Stratton's body to

the pathology lab. Good, I'll explain on the way.

But the audition's tomorrow.

Norman, I'm sorry, but I got an autopsy today.

But I'm not the model of a modern major general yet.

I don't think I can do it without you.

Carry on.

Jesse, please don't breathe down my back. You're taking the starch out of my

uniform. Anything unusual in the pre -lim? Uh, no. Stomach contact is normal.

Tore contact lenses.

Body showed no obvious abrasions or contusions.

Contact? I figured.

Joan wears glasses, and it's not unusual for identical twins' eyesight to

progress at the nearly identical pattern.

I can't see any other cause.

Even childhood diseases like measles and chicken pox, when twins have been

raised separately, the onset is at nearly the identical time.

What were the carboxyhemoglobin levels in the blood?

A 5%. Well, that's not even consistent with the cause of death. There'd have to

be much higher levels than that.

Do you guys remember the story about those two twins that were reunited after

years and they had weighed the exact same weight? And at the reunion, they

wearing the same color shirt, same tie, same pants.

In fact, they had both even been married twice. First time to women named

Lyndon, the second time to women named Betty or something.

And they even named their kids the same names.

Isn't that fascinating?

No. Not even a little?

Hyoid cartilage.

Yeah.

Hemorrhage on both sides of the larynx as well.

Strangulation? Yeah.

Tough way to kill yourself.

Jennifer was murdered.

You know, it's a pretty good bet that whoever killed Jennifer killed Bill.

How do you account for the fact that Jennifer's friends were all over the gun

that killed Bill? I can't.

But let's think about it. We've got three people who all have very real

for killing the both of them.

Mackie, Helms, and Lenore.

Mackie knew that Bill had major information on him, so he put him in

And Jennifer tried to set him up for Bill's murder. That couldn't have made

Mackie very happy.

And Helms helped Bill cut him out of the law firm.

Jennifer got her to do it, too.

Then, of course, we have Lenore.

Angry daughter who should have inherited.

Then along comes step -mommy number four, who gets it all.

You know, now that Jennifer's dead, it's going to be pretty interesting to see

if all that money reverts back to Lenore.

Mr.

Kramer is digging into Jennifer's will to see who's going to get real rich real

quick. Did you want to check on Joan?

She's very anxious to get her sister's body cremated.

Already did.

You know, maybe Amanda should talk to Lenore again now, anyway.

Good idea.

Son, can I get you something? Chicken, pig, water buffalo, something like that?

No, thanks, Dad.

I'm not very hungry.

I just thought that Jennifer would loan me money to save this place.

Thank you.

God bless our dead little hive.

And your father wouldn't, huh? No way.

No.

You did know that your father had cut you out of his will, huh?

Yeah. Pretty sure Jennifer put him up to it.

Did you know about Jennifer's?

No.

I didn't know she had a will.

Look, I know you didn't come here to help me pack.

I was here the day Jennifer died.

All day.

You can ask the movers or probably the waitress if you like.

I'm really relieved to hear you say that.

So you're really broke?

Completely.

But I've been broke before.

Sorry. No, don't be.

So thick of it all.

So tacky.

At least now I can get on with my own life.

And you have all of these?

Yes.

A wonderful bunch of ladies.

You know, for what it's worth, I think your father missed out on an awful lot.

Yeah.

Me too.

You're here to see Dr. Sloan?

I'm not sure Dr.

Sloan is in the hospital right now.

Uh, lady, uh, Barbara.

I would be low to intrude upon your valuable time if I were not already

that Dr. Sloan was in the building.

Well, I guess I could, uh, page him.

I was telling my associate as we approached your station.

I said to him, he's a clever one.

Yes, well, uh, Could I tell Dr. Sloan the nature of your visit?

Yeah, let's just say I have a nervous condition.

Well, I guess I don't have to join the Actors Guild.

You lost the part. I'm sorry.

But I am the very model of a modern major general.

Who got it?

Milo Zutman. He was pathetic.

I'm information, vegetable, animal, and mineral. Bang, I'll go with dentures.

Then his back seizes up when he goes to pick them up.

How did he get the part?

Well, it's community theater.

The bigger the donation, the bigger the pot.

Milo was worth millions.

That's a shame. What are you going to do? Okay. Did you get a part, by the

Oh, I got a part.

I got a part.

The third policeman.

From the general to the third policeman.

I'm going back to therapy.

Mr. Mackey.

Dr. Sloan, we have something we need to discuss.

Why, sure. You want to step into my office? No, here is fine. Here's fine

me. Look, I had a great association with Bill until he looked too closely into

some of my enterprises.

You must have been a little surprised when your own lawyer might have turned

into the INS.

Yeah, he had such a... What is it?

Oh, principles.

Yeah, I hate principles.

Fortunately, Jennifer persuaded him to look the other way when it came to my

entrepreneurial skills.

Jennifer did that?

Yeah. I introduced her to Stratton, you know.

And Jennifer made it very much worth my while.

Jennifer's dead, you know.

Yes, I know.

And I hear that you are pointing the finger at me.

You see these?

Yes. Airplane tickets. You were out of the country the night Jennifer was

killed.

Yeah, I was in Rome.

I knew that.

You did?

Yeah, I just saw. I don't know why anybody would say I was pointing

you.

So there's no need for me to be doing this song and dance for you? Not as far

I'm concerned.

That's that?

That's that.

What's the matter with you? You bring me all the way down here. You think I need

this?

Doctor?

Get outside, you. I can't believe you.

Second time with you. Take these stairs.

There you are.

Hi, what'd you find out? Well, we can count Lenore out as a suspect for

anything. So where was she when Jennifer was killed?

In her coffee shop with loads of witnesses.

Hey, guys.

Hi. What's up?

Well, you can scratch Helms as a suspect.

He was in a county drunk tank when Jennifer was killed.

That's Lenore and Helms off the list.

And Mackie, he was out of the country.

Well, who's left?

Well, guess who Jennifer left her inherited estate to?

The same person who quit her government job the day after Jennifer was killed.

Joan? The one and only.

You want to go with me on this one? Oh, absolutely.

See you later.

Listen, before we go, could I have a look at her phone bill for the last few

weeks? I'll call it in from the car.

I have to get out of here. This whole thing has just been too much. Where are

you going?

Mexico. It's cheap.

I wouldn't think you'd be worried about cheap anymore.

Since Jennifer left you everything, you're going to be a wealthy woman soon.

We know about the phone call.

You called the Stratton house right in the middle of their anniversary party.

Your phone bill proves it.

You were the one with the emergency.

The one Bill thought he was going to meet that night.

Okay, now wait a minute.

Jenny asked me to call Bill to get him out of the house for a while.

I never went to his office.

I thought I was helping Jennifer get money to Lenore. I honestly thought

where she went.

Joan, you just don't strike me as being that gullible.

I did not kill Bill.

I was at the house all night. People saw me there. The maid, the delivery boy.

Oh, Jennifer did kill Bill.

But then you killed Jennifer.

My own sister.

You think I could do that?

Here's what I think.

I think you and your sister got together on this.

I think you made that phone call. And I think you backed up her alibi while she

went down and killed her husband.

And I think you were both going to split the money.

Are you charging me with murder?

We're pretty close.

And you're basing all of this on a phone bill that says I called my sister on

her anniversary.

Well, I'm sorry, you have nothing.

Now, I have a plane to catch and I would like you both to please leave.

Couldn't you have held her for questioning until we got some more? I

DA wouldn't go for it.

We better get something quick or she's going to be gone. The airport says that

plane she has to catch is Stratton's private jet.

She'll be in Mexico by midnight.

And who knows where the next day?

Well, somewhere with easy access to a Swiss bank account, I know doubt.

No doubt.

The answer is somewhere in this autopsy report. I know it.

Dad, you've been through that thing a million times.

Where's my glasses?

Glasses.

Glasses? Let's get to the airport.

651.

Please, open up the gate.

I have to come inside, sir.

I haven't got time to come inside.

I'm sorry, sir. This is a private...

Let's go.

This is outrageous.

You're going to be hearing from my lawyer.

Yeah, you're going to need one.

It was such a little thing.

What are you talking about?

Open your bag.

Open the bag.

Ah, saline solution.

I saw it when we were packing and it didn't dawn on me. It only hit me later.

Why would Joan have saline solution for contacts?

Joan wears glasses.

Jennifer wears contacts.

I'm going to miss my plane because of a bottle of saline?

You got Stan Mackie to introduce you to Bill, and he fell in love?

He married Jennifer.

That's right, he married you.

But you got greedy.

Why did you have to have it all, Jennifer? This is ridiculous.

You knew if you killed Bill, there was a good chance you'd get caught.

So you brought Joan in on it.

She was up for it.

What she didn't know is you had a whole other plan for her.

You killed Bill and framed yourself.

Then you strangled Joan, you put her in that car, and wrote your own confession.

And since Jennifer was dead of a suicide, there wouldn't be any

Case closed, no loose ends.

You two have been having a field day, haven't you?

Oh, one other little thing. You made a small mistake in the garage when you put

the contacts in Joan's eyes.

You put the left one in the right eye, and the right one in the left eye.

Was that close?

Oh, you were very close.

The little things that'll kill you.

How come you didn't mention his contact lens mix -up in the autopsy report?

It wasn't in the report.

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