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What a lovely dress.

Antique French lace.

Freshwater pearl.

You certainly know how to spend Danny's money.

Don't you know it's bad luck to see the bride in her wedding gown?

Well, then take it off.

Slowly.

Make me.

I mean, look at it. All of these... I want all of these wilted ones out of

okay? If I'm paying my good money for this, I want it done right.

Just think.

By this time tomorrow, we'll be married.

Your father will be dead.

And my stepmother will be in jail for murder.

And we'll be rich, rich, rich.

Oh, Philip.

I do so love happy endings.

Morning, Nina.

Good morning, lovebirds.

Daddy, you're not grumpy because your little girl's getting married, are you?

No, I'm grumpy because the only thing I'm getting out of this wedding is

bankruptcy. And its son -in -law.

Like I said, bankruptcy.

Flowers have arrived.

I hope you have the sense to appreciate this bouquet, Cindy.

Ah, Denise, they're beautiful.

Now, wait a minute, Cindy. Start explaining.

Orchids? What happened to the carnations?

Actually, I canceled the carnations. They lack style.

They also lack a high price tag.

Worship the bottom line all you want at work, Wade. I won't let you embarrass me

in front of my friends.

Who knew parasites were so sensitive?

Oh, look at the time.

We better get dressed.

Wait a minute.

Look.

I'm sorry, okay?

Kitten.

Oh, joy.

Denny and Daddy together again.

Not for much longer.

Do you have it?

Of course. Just like we planned.

You are so clever.

You are so right.

Hello, nice to see you.

How are you? Nice to see you.

Hey. Oh, hi, Mark.

Hi.

Nice recovery.

Morgan is as lively as ever. Just brimming with youth and personality.

Three, two, one.

Well, Phil, right on time.

At least that's one thing you do right.

How about a shot of you two shaking hands, yeah?

Fireplace all right? Oh, fantastic, yeah, yeah.

Good.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, fantastic, fantastic.

Great, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Just a couple more.

By the way, have you had a chance to read my report?

Oh, why bother, Phil?

You know and I know, the whole damn company knows I only hired you to stop

Cindy's moaning and groaning about how broke you are.

Awesome. Yeah, yeah. Hey, see you at the wedding, yeah? Yeah.

Thank you.

So it was just a coincidence that you happened to implement my ideas on the

recliner.

Your ideas?

Well, now, that's not exactly how I remember it.

Hmm. Isn't that convenient?

Care to join me for a drink?

Well, I'll drink with anybody.

Especially since it's me who's paying for the booze.

Morgan, out!

Not about to show up at that altar covered in dog hair.

Hell, I'm disappointed you're showing up at all.

Has Pastor McSwain arrived yet?

Up to his elbows and my appetizers.

You know, wait.

We should put all these bitter words behind us. I am, after all, marrying

daughter. Isn't it about time we started getting along?

Nope.

Marvelous. I see downstairs, yeah? Thank you.

Oh, darn.

I've chipped a nail.

Really? We've just got time to make the six o 'clock news.

Denise, would you get my nail polish?

Please?

It's in the kitchen. The top drawer next to the spice rack?

Sure. I've got nothing better to do. It's not like we have guests or

Do you, Cindy Montgomery Garrett, take this man as your lawfully wedded

I do.

Do you, Philip Evans Kobler, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

Place the ring on her finger.

Asthma. He's had it since he was a kid.

What God has joined...

May no man put asunder.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

I don't care. I can't breathe.

You're always so dramatic.

Have I ever visited this house? I haven't fallen over that tall. Yeah, one

Then you tripped over my ottoman.

Wait, how long has that cough been that bad?

You clear your throat, you cough, it's no big deal.

I'm not so sure about that. You're flushed and you're sweating, too.

Where's your inhaler? Would you stop being my doctor and just be my guest,

Tell you what, why don't you try the cheese puffs Denise had made special?

They do look good. Yeah, well, for a buck a puff, they should be.

Are you okay, Daddy?

No, I am not okay.

Everybody keeps asking me stupid questions.

Well, you can relax. I'll keep my eye on him.

Thanks, Jeffy.

Thank you for not smoking.

Three nicotine patches sort of gave it away.

How long ago did you quit?

A month ago. I was afraid with the wedding and my nerves that I would start

again. Well, if you haven't started by now, you never will.

You're welcome.

I couldn't help but notice you standing over here all alone.

I guess this is one of those parties I don't know many of the guests.

Well, you're a friend of Wade.

And a friend of Cindy's.

And now you're a friend of mine.

Consider yourself part of the family, Dr. Bentley.

Oh, Amanda, please.

Deal.

Amanda.

Philip! Come on, hon!

I better get back to my bride.

We need you for this picture.

Do you think Cindy knows how lucky she is?

Amanda, are you jealous?

Can you blame me?

No, I guess I can't.

Do you think Phil knows how lucky he is?

It's our dance, Daddy.

Come on.

Come on, Daddy, just one dance. Please.

I wish.

Now you're starting to worry me.

Go. Now, after you throw your life away on a used car salesman, you're concerned

about how I feel.

Spare me, okay?

Where's his inhaler? It's in the kitchen.

Deep breath, Wade.

Another one.

Deep.

He's flushed and diaphoretic. He's not breathing. Oh, my God.

Daddy! I'll start controlling the airway. You start compression. Call 911.

I'm on it.

Oh,

Daddy, no!

Oh.

Toxicology report confirmed high levels of the mood elevator phenolzine.

What kind of a doctor would prescribe phenylzine for an asthmatic? They

wouldn't. Which is why a man brought me in on this.

And why I just paid a visit to the Garrett house.

Find anything?

Wine glass with traces of a nice merlot and phenylzine.

Red wine contains tryptophan.

You combine that with the phenylzine and all the dairy that was in his system.

Plus the butyrol in his inhaler.

His blood pressure was bound to go sky high.

And a fatal stroke was inevitable.

And apparently deliberate.

Morgan, don't you ever chase cats or something? Do you have a fire hydrant

visit?

Never mind.

What about the household staff?

Gardener, housekeeper? Did Mr. Garrett get along with them?

Everyone loved my dad.

The man had no enemies.

What about Denise?

Did they ever fight? They had their tits, but they were crazy about each

You know, I just... Never mind. It's an absurd thing to bring up.

Why don't you let us decide that?

Tell him, darling.

Well, two weeks ago, Dad's lawyer called.

Said his new will was ready.

Did he mention the beneficiary?

Denise loved my dad.

I wish I was as confident of that.

You did say that Denise was the only one wearing a white rose corsage at the

wedding. What if she was?

I found this white rose petal over there on the floor by the wet bar.

Yes, I was treated for clinical depression.

Not that it should matter now. I took all the popular antidepressants.

Prozac, Zoloft.

Phenolzine? I haven't taken it in years.

And you haven't renewed your prescription lately?

I think I just answered that question.

Mind if I have a look?

Where is this going?

Toward the truth, we hope.

Does this look familiar to you?

Prescription drugs and their known side effect.

No, I'm more of a Danielle Steele fan myself.

You're saying you've never seen that book before?

Uh -uh.

You must have had your eyes closed when you checked it out at the library.

I don't even own a library card. And you never renewed your prescription for

phenylzine either, huh?

You knew that phenylzine and albuterol were a deadly mix for an asthmatic. And

you knew that dairy products and red wine would make it even worse.

everything you ordered for that reception contained cheese.

I must say, you did your research well.

I didn't do any research.

I never read that book.

I certainly didn't kill Wade.

The evidence says otherwise.

All you had to do was put the phenylzine in Wade's red wine.

and then wait till he used his inhaler. And how convenient that you knew exactly

what that inhaler was.

Seems pretty clear you had means and opportunity.

What about motive?

Tell me why I would kill my husband.

He was worth a great deal of money.

Am I wearing last year's potato sack?

This is an original Vertelli.

Tiffany's. Platinum setting, not a stone under ten carats.

Isn't it obvious?

Wade gave me whatever I wanted.

That includes changing his will.

Proves I'm innocent. Whoever picked up the penalty at the pharmacy bought a

of cigarettes, too.

Cindy's brand.

Cindy's former brand.

You bought those cigarettes hoping to frame her, not realizing Cindy had quit

smoking.

Denise Garrett, I'm placing you under arrest for the murder of Wade Garrett.

You have the right to remain silent.

You say can and won't be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

And that, my dear, is the perfect murder.

sounds good good no my dear it's better than good

it's foolproof and that is exactly how it's going to happen at our

wedding tomorrow

nina

Oh,

now, there's my little lovebirds.

No ray of sunshine on this, the morning of all mornings? No sane human being has

a smile on their face at this god -awful hour.

Especially after last night.

We did hit the dom pretty hard.

Oh, celebrating your last day of freedom, huh?

Amongst other things.

Hey, everybody.

The flowers have arrived.

Casablanca lilies for the bride and a white rose for me.

Where are my orchids and Stephanotis?

Cindy, the floor said the Catalina orchids and Stephanotis were

The lilies were more expensive, but your father... Lily, I'm going to look like

Morticia.

Dad, don't sweetheart me. This is my wedding, not your wife.

I can't believe you allowed her to do this to me.

I'm so sorry. This is my fault. I should have talked to you before I made any

changes. Oh, and that's supposed to make me feel all better.

Look, the guests are going to be arriving soon. We all need to finish

dressed. And, kitten, you just need to calm down a little, huh?

Come on.

Did you

bring them?

You bet.

Good plan.

Ha! There.

Ow!

Damn. Lord, I'm bleeding.

Here.

Phil, what are you doing?

Looking for a few good books for the honeymoon?

No.

No?

Will the fireplace be okay? Yeah, yeah, yeah, fabulous.

Fabulous, fabulous.

Come here, come here.

Here.

Smile, yeah?

Please?

Yeah, spectacular.

See you. Thanks.

Uh, Philip, there's something that I've been meaning to say to you.

Yeah?

I know that you and I have had our differences, but today of all days, I

we should try and make a new start.

Be friends. It's not too late for that, is it?

I guess this means you've read my proposal?

Uh, yes, I did, and pretty darn clever, I must say.

I don't know anybody else who's coming out with rolled and pleated Naugahyde

recliners. Retro is the way to go these days.

But, Philip, my company has built its reputation on fine leather furniture.

But I don't want to discourage you. You just be patient.

It takes a while to learn your way around a new business.

I understand.

Keep quiet, follow orders.

No, no, not at all. Listen, Phil. Whatever.

How about a drink?

It's a little early, isn't it?

Hey, if we're going to be friends, then friends drink together, right?

Okay, I'll have whatever you're having.

Has Pastor McSween arrived yet?

Yeah, got here about a half hour ago. I have a feeling we're going to have to

order more appetizers.

How's the weather?

Phillip, it's Southern California.

Odds are it's going to be sunny.

Could you check?

Yep, it's sunny.

You know, I think I saw something on the horizon earlier.

With El Nino and all, you just never know anymore. I'll look.

Not a cloud in the sky. It is gorgeous.

You know, wait.

I'm sorry, Phil. Gee, that was all my fault. I'm sorry. I apologize.

No!

Morgan, out!

Morgan, down, you stupid dog!

You know, I don't know why you let that hairball in this house.

Well, look at it this way, Phil. I let you in the house, didn't I?

And that turned out okay.

Fantastic.

Cindy, you look beautiful.

Phil is one lucky guy.

That's what I keep telling him.

Oh, no.

This would happen to me.

What happened?

$40 for a manicure. It doesn't even last for one day.

Well, they don't look chipped.

Trust me, they are.

Please, would you get me my nail polish?

It's in the kitchen.

You keep your nail polish in the kitchen?

I eat, I do my nails.

You know how it is?

Your color's passion pink, right?

There's a bottle there on the vanity.

I guess I forgot I had a spare.

You're just stressed.

How about a nice hot cup of chamomile tea?

That would be great.

Lemon and honey.

Lots of honey.

When I was a child, I spake as a child.

I understood as a child.

I thought as a child.

Do you, Cindy Montgomery Garrett, take this man as your husband?

Yeah.

I mean, yes.

I do.

Do you, Philip Evans Kobler, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife?

Yeah,

I do.

What God has joined, may no man put asunder. I now pronounce you husband and

wife.

That was lovely.

For a minute there, I didn't think Philip was going to make it.

Phil, what about Cindy?

Mark.

I'm so glad you could make it. Oh, listen, when I deliver a baby, it comes

a lifetime warranty.

Communions, graduations, weddings, all included in the package.

So how have you been?

Great. Been here, well, almost an hour. I haven't tipped over your duck.

You know, he has been acting very strange lately.

I think he was getting married.

Oh, honey, I am so proud of you.

Congratulations. Thanks, Mark. Thanks, Daddy.

So, how do you feel?

Never better. This is the happiest day of my life.

Well, then, it's time to celebrate.

Dig in.

There are the two thingies that Denise picked out.

You too, Mark.

Well,

have some more. You don't want to hurt Denise's feelings, do you?

Two.

Cindy! Congratulations, man.

When I get back, this tray better be picked clean.

Think she means the flowers, too?

When were you going to tell me you spilled Daddy's drink on our honeymoon?

Is that a problem, Cindy? I find that hard to accept.

Thank you so much for coming. Thank you.

Wonderful to see you.

The planets don't matter. We just need to make some adjustments. You're right.

Okay, there's more phenolzine in Denise's purse.

Only she has the wrong purse.

I don't believe this. Who the hell changes purses in the middle of a

Please, Dacon, we'll work through this. Yeah, just like that bimbo will work her

way through every dime of Daddy's money.

My money. Don't worry.

They'll both get what's coming to them. Nothing's coming to them because you

spilled Daddy's drink.

We'll get another chance, maybe after the honeymoon.

No! Now, get the fennel zine out of Denise's gold purse.

dump it in some wine, and give it to Daddy.

We'll have to think it through a little bit better than that.

Which doesn't mean that we can't do it now.

Damn. Bleeding again.

Jesse. Phil, sorry.

What are you doing here?

You know, truth is, this house is so big, I kind of got lost looking for the

bathroom. Oh, uh, straight down the hall.

Third door on your left.

Thanks. Wow.

That's a pretty nasty cut you got there.

Uh, yeah.

I was slicing cheese a few minutes ago.

You were slicing cheese at your own wedding?

Well, you know, I like to help out.

Wait.

We never did have that drink, did we?

Oh, I guess we didn't. So, here's to our future as a family.

Daddy, may I have this dance?

I'd be honored. It's not a good idea.

Well, I mean, you can't dance the first dance until you finish the first drink.

It's true, Daddy. It's tradition.

Well, tradition.

Bottoms up.

Come on.

Now you can dance.

Come on, let's dance.

She looks great.

Couldn't have noticed you standing over here all alone.

Which is a real shame.

I don't know too many of the other guests.

Well, you're a friend of Wade's, Cindy's, and now mine, Dr. Bentley.

Or should I call you Amanda?

Dr. Bentley will do.

You're lost, babe.

Honey, maybe we should sit this out, huh?

But, Daddy, it's our dance.

Okay, okay.

You all right?

No, I think we better have him take a break.

Daddy?

Where's his inhaler? I don't know, Denise.

He leaves it everywhere. I'm not sure.

You're his wife. How could you not know?

I'll check the medicine cabinet upstairs.

All right, we need deep breath.

Another one.

He's not breathing.

How many deer will you start CPR?

Call 911.

I'm on it.

I'm very sorry.

So you're officially calling it a suspicious death?

I'd have to say yes. It's highly unlikely that a doctor would prescribe

phenylzine to an asthmatic.

Especially for Wade Garrett.

I can't imagine anyone getting him to take another depressant.

Too bad he wasn't as cautious with his diet.

I'd say he's a little past cholesterol where he's now.

Well, actually, his last meal was downright deadly.

The red wine and dairy products Wade consumed guaranteed a fatal reaction to

butyrol.

His inhaler.

Well, thanks, Amanda.

Sure.

Poor Cindy.

I remember thinking at the time, what could be worse than having your father

at your wedding?

How about finding out he might have been murdered?

Well, we don't know that for sure yet.

We won't until we find out who slipped Wade to phenolzine and why.

You got it?

Come on.

Hurry up.

Okay. The pill bottle and library card are in the purse, the rose petal's on

floor, the book's on the shelf, and the damn dog's outside.

So relax.

It's a few hitches, but all in all, went according to plan.

What if there are more hitches? What if everything starts coming apart again? It

won't. We've corrected all the problems. Your father is dead. All the clues are

finally in place.

Now we just wait for Mark Sloan to stumble on them.

I keep thinking.

Mark has caught so many murderers. Yes. Yes, he has.

Dozens. But did any of them have a plan like ours?

I can't imagine anybody having a plan like ours.

I mean, getting Mark to frame Denise for us.

He will if we guide him to it.

We know all the questions he's going to ask. We know all the answers to give.

I've anticipated everything.

Oh, well, I'm feeling really relieved knowing that you anticipated my father

spilling his drink and Denise switching person.

Cindy, every good plan is adjustable, and that's what we've done. We've made

adjustments, and that's what we'll keep doing. Every time Mark Sloan makes a

move, we simply counter that move.

Like a chess game.

Perfect analogy.

Okay, so when Mark moves his queen, we move our... What do you call that little

horse thingy again?

Go hide the purse in Denise's room.

Now!

And then around 12, 15, I joined poor Wade here.

He had to report himself.

Nina?

What are you doing?

This might be a crime scene.

This whole house might be, actually.

Well, then, someone sure should have told me.

Have you touched anything in here?

Can you dust and vacuum without touching nothing?

Well, until this is over, let's try not to disturb anything else, okay?

Fine by me.

Oh, and leave the vacuum, please.

Who knows what evidence she's destroyed?

Things have a way of turning out, Philip.

I'm sure we'll find what we need.

Find what?

What are you looking for?

Mrs. Garrett, there's evidence that your husband died from a fatal drug

interaction.

That's not possible.

Wade didn't take drugs of any kind, except his asthma medication.

Well, that's why I need to ask you a few questions.

I'd also like permission to search the premises.

Whatever you need.

I'd like to get to the bottom of this as much as you do.

Philip, why don't you go see how my dad and Cindy are doing?

Sure.

After what happened, everything seems strange and out of place. Oh, I can

understand. But did you notice anything at all unusual?

Something somebody said or did that kind of stood out?

After breakfast, the photographer took pictures while Denise helped me dress.

That's two.

Wade and me.

The photographer took our pictures in the living room.

And then, well... What is it, Cindy?

What, darling? Tell us. It could be important.

Well, right in the middle of everything.

Denise suddenly got weird about her corsage.

She suddenly had to have it. It was already 11 .30, but everything had to

while she went downstairs to find it.

That's just Denise.

I don't think I understand.

She was really into the wedding.

She had to micromanage every detail.

Denise is so strong.

She's been a real champ since... since it happened.

She's held up much better than me.

I can't believe she's not back on the medication.

I wasn't aware Denise was on any medication.

A couple years ago, she had a little depression problem.

Will you look at Morgan? He's still hyperactive.

Shut up, Morgan!

He's been like this since yesterday. Something's gotten into him.

Maybe he's mourning his master.

Dogs do that.

You know, on the other hand, Cindy could be right.

Would you mind if I took a blood sample from Morgan?

Sure.

Absolutely. If you think it'll help.

Here, Morgan.

Come here, boy.

That's a counter move?

Something's gotten into him?

What if Mark finds phenolazine in Morgan's blood?

Um... We adjust the plan?

Let's go find out what's got into you anyway. Let's go over here.

We're just going to have a look at you. You'll be totally painless.

But I wasn't supposed to be smoking.

That part of the plan can be readjusted. With everything else that's gone wrong,

we dropped the whole quitting business. We did?

We also forgot to plant the receipt.

Probably for the best.

No need to make things too complicated.

Number one is means.

Denise checked out a library book on prescription drugs.

She says she didn't even have a library card.

Well, her purse says otherwise.

I also found that bottle of phenolzene inside it.

You know, phenolzene's not an over -the -counter drug. She couldn't have gotten

one without a doctor's prescription.

What about a forged one?

Yeah, that's what it probably was.

Number two is motivation.

Wade's will.

Everything, including control of Cindy's trust fund, goes to Denise.

And number three, you've got opportunity.

According to Cindy, Denise came downstairs about 11 .30 to look for her

I found that inside the vacuum cleaner.

From her corsage?

Well, that puts her in the living room all right.

According to Philip, Wade already had a drink in hand when he joined him there.

Red wine.

Did Denise mention being there or pouring Wade a drink in hand? No, it's

just a terrible blur.

And then there's Denise's instructions to the caterer, heavy on the cheese.

Looks like there's only one conclusion, doesn't there?

Then why do I feel like I've just come to the wrong one?

Steve, why don't you hold off?

And what, tell my captain that I'm not going to arrest Denise, despite a

mountain of evidence?

That's what bothers me, a mountain of evidence.

Dad, give me an alternative.

Denise Garrett, I'm placing you under arrest for the murder of Waite Garrett.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

So, my love, who can we kill next?

I'm joking, darling.

Just joking.

I know I'm a cliche.

A walking, talking joke.

Young trophy wife who snares herself a rich older husband.

And then got tired of waiting for him to die?

No. That was my joke on everyone else.

I really loved him.

Before we met, I was so messed up.

I had no life. I mean, not a life I want to remember.

I couldn't kill Wade.

He was everything to me.

He told me once that if I ever needed help, that I could trust you.

Denise, the problem is all the evidence implicates you.

I know.

I can't explain it.

The book?

The phenolzine?

Even the inhaler that finally... I didn't even know where the inhaler was.

Denise, you gave it to me.

Well, Cindy gave it to me. She found it in the kitchen.

Dad, what are you doing here?

Listening to a plea of innocence.

Oh, really?

There's something that hardly ever happens around here.

Come with me a minute.

Oh, please, Mark. You've got to believe me. You're my only hope.

Let's go.

Steve? He's just puzzling me more and more. Well, let me puzzle you some more.

just got this fax from Amanda.

It's the results of a blood test on a dog.

Looks like Morgan had a good time at that reception.

His blood was full of alcohol.

And phenolazine?

Wouldn't that knock him off his feet?

Well, not if he had a paradoxical reaction, like excitation. That would

why he was hyperactive.

Okay, so why did Denise give Morgan the phenol... whatever?

I don't think she did.

I don't think anybody did, not intentionally.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

Who was Simonetti?

The guy that got the Compton killer off?

And Danny Panigliano and the Euclid Avenue gang.

How is Denise going to pay him? I thought the will was null and void.

Only if she's convicted.

But there's all that evidence.

Yeah, which is mostly circumstantial.

Simonetti could tear this case apart.

But that's not going to happen, Cindy. I'm not going to let her get away with

this.

Right, Steve.

We really appreciate that.

What we need is a plan.

A really good plan.

Exactly.

That's why I'd like to go over everything that happened that day one

Whatever.

We can't let her get out of jail, right?

Right. Well, first thing, we all got together in the kitchen for breakfast.

And then Denise was not in the best of moods, but I kept it together.

And then I got dressed.

That's when Denise got worked up about her corsage and rushed off to find it.

the same time, I was in the living room with Wade. The photographer was taking

our pictures. That's it.

Your wedding photographer was probably everywhere that day, right?

Right. So maybe we can use his pictures to establish a timeline that would

incriminate Denise.

I see.

If we can find a picture of Denise at some time or place where she said she

wasn't... We could catch her in a lie.

Could be enough to convict her.

I'm going to pick up those photos first thing in the morning.

Oh, and, Phil, in the meantime, why don't you get some rest?

You don't look very well.

We cannot let them see those pictures.

I told Jesse I cut my finger slicing cheese after the wedding, but in the

pictures taken before the ceremony, I had a band -aid on my finger. If Steve

Mark figure out you lied, they'll wonder why. And that could lead them to

finding out how you really cut your finger on Denise's corsage.

One more counter move and this game's over.

Thanks, Phillip.

Why don't you... Dynamite, just in case there's somebody you don't wake up.

Why don't you keep quiet and help me find those pictures?

Talk about a disaster.

I wonder what the parents look like.

Cindy, focus.

We're here for one reason. To eliminate the only hard evidence that we killed

your father.

Not... speculate on the parents. It's a truly hideous child.

Wait and move by the fire point. You're wearing a band -aid.

Yeah, proof that I lied to Jesse.

And proof that Mark Sloan will never see.

Couldn't be wrong about that.

This is entrapment. No, actually, this is a stakeout.

And a very successful stakeout it was, too. Thank you for the evidence to clear

Denise and to arrest you.

For what? Breaking entering? Oh, whoops.

Destroying private property? Darn! We'll probably get a slap on the wrist for

that. I was thinking more along the lines of death row.

You know, there's still a negative for that photo somewhere.

You did confess a moment ago.

To eliminate the only hard evidence that we killed your father.

How?

Morgan.

The dog?

Mm -hmm. You see, there was no reason in the world for anybody to give him

phenylzine. That had to be a mistake.

Which got me to thinking, what if this was one of those perfectly planned

murders where everything goes wrong but the victim dies anyway?

You anticipated this, right? Your great master plan can easily be adjusted to

deal with any eventuality, right?

Well, adjust this. I'm turning state's evidence.

Cindy, for once in your airhead life, shut up!

You know, if there's any justice in the world... Those two would have to share a

cell for the rest of their lives. Right.