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Children, I have come to a decision.

It's concerning your inheritance.

I have decided to leave the bulk of my
estate to Community

General Hospital under the stewardship
of your cousin,

Mark Sloan.

Well, if it's a medical...

Research you're interested in, I suggest
you consider my work in life extension

therapy. Or my scientific inquiries.

Daddy, I could use the money to hire a
detective agency.

They could find Giancarlo.

I just know he's still alive somewhere.

I would put some things in those pretty
little sheets, wouldn't I?

Oh, my.

I'm afraid Father's having another one
of his episodes.

Yes, it would appear so.

Someone really ought to help him with
his... pill.

Oh, you're close, Judith. Give a hand.

I don't think proximity has anything to
do with my being chosen, Brother.

You're the doctor. I think you should do
it.

Never mind.

Are you all right, Marion?

I am leaving my money to Community
General Hospital.

And as soon as the lawyers draw up the
papers, I will sign them.

Not one of you is getting a dime.

Not one thin dime.

You hear me, Judas?

You hear me, Judas?

Not a dime!

Jonathan, are you sure you want to do
this?

Well, then all I can say is thank you.

I'll see you Monday.

Bye.

Dolores, you're not going to believe
what Jonathan Nash just said. I've got

talk to Bridge. Just one minute. What? I
started knitting you a sweater a couple

of months ago for your birthday.

Why, Dolores, how sweet.

Yeah, well, I can't get you to sit still
long enough to measure you.

Bend over.

Unless you want a knitted car cover with
the arms.

Thank you.

What color?

None of your business.

Hello, Mr. Briggs.

Amigo, you and I need to have a head -to
-head.

I just crunched the numbers on your
patient remittance status, and your

-to -services ratio is running less than
60%. Well, hang on to your

printouts, Norman.

I just got off the phone with Jonathan
Nash.

You ready?

He is leaving his entire estate to
Community General Hospital.

Who's Jonathan Nash?

The Jonathan Nash? Nash Wine
Distributing?

When he retired 30 years ago, he was the
largest wine and spirit distributor in

this part of the country.

He's sitting on about $15 million ever
since.

$15 million?

That's wonderful.

I don't understand why I... Jonathan is
my second cousin once removed, and I

saved his life once.

Oh, that's nice. You saved his life.
Good.

Well, ER team actually saved him, but
Jonathan criticized me more because of

family relationship than anything else.
Anyway, I've been his physician ever

since.

That's wonderful. Amazing.

Fifteen million dollars.

I've got to go make rounds. Mark, this
is Jonathan Nash.

Um, well... How well is he now?

For a man of 93, he is remarkable.

I think he's got a few years left.

Sorry to disappoint you, Norman.

Well, I didn't say I was disappointed.

Of course not.

Norman, don't ever play poker.

Mark. Hi.

Hi. You all set to go? Yep. Mike leaves
tomorrow, and Daddy's so excited.

Well, I sure think so.

Racing for the Cup in the Mid -Atlantic
Regatta, that's a very big event.

Yes, it is.

But I'd really appreciate it if you
wouldn't mention this to anyone.

Why not?

Well, because most of my friends are
struggling residents here, and, you

regatta sounds so...

Well, rich.

You're right. It sounds rich. I won't
say a word. Thank you.

Hello?

Sloan. It's Jonathan.

He's trying to kill me.

Jonathan? Who's trying to kill you?

One of my kids.

They all... Help me.

Jonathan.

Jonathan?

Steve, it's me.

Your father.

Look, something is wrong over at
Jonathan Nash's house.

I don't know. I'm on my way over there
right now.

Meet me there with some backup.

All right.

Jonathan? Are you here?

Jonathan, it's Mark!

Jonathan? Jonathan?

Are you feeling better?

I feel like a side of beef with a
backache.

I am in traction here, Dolores.

Well, you do want fleas, don't you?

My, my, with arms this long, it's a
wonder you have to bend over to tie your

shoes. Are you finished?

Yes. May I rest now? You can do whatever
you want. I know where to find you.

Thank you.

Hey, Dad.

Okay, pick a card.

Ace of clubs.

Queen of Spades. How you feeling?

Uh, taller.

Dad, is it serious?

Back spasm. All the tests were negative.
Listen, I'm glad you came by.

Look, if it's about Cousin Jonathan, I
already had to file my report as an

accident. Looks like he fell down the
stairs and broke his neck.

Steve, he looked dead before he ever hit
those stairs.

Well, that would raise a few questions.

Like, how did he drive his wheelchair?

How did he make it turn?

And what were those skid marks doing all
over the upstairs hallway floor?

I don't know.

When he called me, he said one of his
kids was trying to kill him.

Did you believe him?

Sounded lucid.

Well, all I can tell you is when the
squad car got there, the two of you were

alone. We checked the whole house.

There's got to be some explanation.

He had been asleep.

The house was dark.

Jonathan ran into you. You hit your
head. You were confused.

However, look, dead men don't drive
wheelchairs.

Look, why don't I go out and bring in
some Chinese and we'll watch a game?

watch it alone, huh?

Don't go anywhere.

Cute.

Cute.

Hey,

he promised to play with that in the
waiting room. Remember, I'm sorry, Mark.

Hank's folks are visiting his
grandmother.

That's okay.

Oh, that is a nice car.

Can I try it?

I guess. Don't break it. Don't worry.
I'll be careful.

Mark, you've done this before.

That's great.

Amanda?

Would you ask Jack to drive by here a
minute?

Okay. I'll look after Hank.

Oh, okay. I'll go look for him. Hank,
behave.

Oh, this is neat, Hank.

Do you think... Would this kind of
remote operate any kind of a motorized

vehicle?

If it's wired for it, why not?

You know something, Hank? I'm thinking
exactly the same thing.

Why not?

How's that? Comfortable? Only if
breathing's required.

Where's the Chinese?

I wanted you to look at this first. Oh,
I'm starving.

Hey, Jack. What's up, Steve?

Now, see for yourself.

Still looks like an accident.

Well, I don't care what the report says.
I know what I saw.

I looked at Jonathan's wheelchair.

There was no remote control device.
There was no special wiring.

It's just an ordinary motorized
wheelchair.

Can I keep these pictures?

Yeah, be my guest.

I gotta go.

Hang loose.

That's two, Steve.

Mark, why are you so sure that Nash was
killed by one of his kids?

When he called me on the phone, he said
one of them was trying to kill him.

The man was 93 years old. And sharp as a
tack.

If I wasn't trussed up here like a
rotisserie chicken, I'd drive out to the

place and talk to my cousins.

Find out where each one of them was at
the time of the murder.

I can do that for you.

You can?

Mark, I've done it before.

Jack, I would appreciate it. It's no
problem.

Anything I should know about these
people before I go?

Get out your notebook.

This family's closet is full of
skeletons.

Hey, Amanda.

Mark tells me that you went out of town
for a couple of days.

Yeah, uh, home. Yeah? I'm having a
picnic.

Picnic?

What, you're going all the way to
Maryland to go eat sandwiches in the

What, are you kidding? Uh, my family
really likes picnics, reunions, you

Yeah, obviously.

Well, look, uh...

Mark's got a problem. I may need your
help, all right? So can you postpone

thing? Jack, you know I would do
anything for Mark, okay?

But I have to get on the plane tonight.
I'm sorry.

All right.

No problem.

Have fun, all right?

Man, what year are we in here?

I'm glad the catering business is going
well.

But please remind your employer that our
relationship must remain a secret.

After what happened, don't worry.

I'll keep my side of the bargain.

How you doing?

I thought that was the bathroom.

Oh, understandable mistake.

All right, young man, let's get to work
here. With what?

Oh, didn't the institute explain?

Well, never mind your strapping, young
lad, and an excellent volunteer.

You don't have any inherited diseases,
do you? No, I don't. Look. Oh, good.

take off your coat. I'll need 200 cc's.

What? That's almost a pint of blood.

That's right. I may need two.

Look. Dr.

Nash, I'm not here for any medical
experiment.

So can you put that down?

You're not?

No. Why are you here? I'm here because
Dr. Sloan thinks your father may have

been murdered.

Oh, Cousin Mark, yes.

Always suspicious, you know.

Young man, my father's death was
accidental.

But I, more than anyone else, understand
the need for inquiry so far away.

Thank you.

Dr. Nash, um...

Your medical license was revoked several
years ago, wasn't it?

How did you know that?

Your cousin, Mark, filled me in on all
of you guys. A lie.

Absolutely not.

I was suspended temporarily.

Well, and after that, you went to your
father and you asked him to finance a

private clinic for you. And he turned
you down.

The medical establishment disagreed with
my theories. My gullible father

believed them.

You must have been very mad when you
found out that all your father's money

going to Community General Hospital.

What are you insinuating?

Mr. Nash, where were you when your
father died?

Young man, I don't like your questions.
You go tell Mark Sloan to mind his own

business. Now get out.

Did you find him?

Oh, man.

You must be Judith Nash, Jonathan's
daughter.

Did I find who?

Giancarlo. The detective agency said
they were sending their very best man.

Are you the best man?

No, I'm not.

Oh, I'm sorry. You must, must not give
up.

Giancarlo was my fiancé.

All right.

But Giancarlo DiPenza, he was the guy
you were supposed to marry.

30 years ago.

32 years, 8 months ago.

On a Wednesday, like today, I have
trouble with

Wednesdays.

Yeah, I'm not here to look for your
fiancé.

I work with Dr. Mark Sloan, and we think
your father was murdered.

Murdered? Yeah, murdered.

Now, forgive me for saying so, but you
had a pretty good motive.

I mean, after all, your father was
against your wedding plans.

In fact, he tried to break you guys up
from the very beginning, didn't he?

But Giancarlo resisted.

He loved me.

Yeah, well, not enough to turn down the
half a million dollars your father gave

him to take off on your wedding day.

That's just a lie.

Something awful must have happened to
Giancarlo. He must have been abducted or

kidnapped or something.

He's not gone.

He's just not here.

Your father broke your heart and you can
never forgive him.

So? So what if you wanted to use the
inheritance to go find Giancarlo?

What if your father was going to change
the will and you had to stop him?

What if you just put down the scissors,
all right?

Why are you saying this?

Hurtful things to me.

I want to know where you were the night
your father died.

She was with me.

You? Who you? Dante.

You forgot your scissors.

I know, Carissima. That's why I came
back.

Wait a minute.

She was with you?

I was doing her hair just as I was this
afternoon.

What business is it of yours?

Well, I'll tell you.

I want to know what really happened to
her father.

He practically accused me of murder.

Murder? My carissima, this gentle,
delicate flower.

Ridiculous.

I think you should go.

You know, I think you're right.

Don't try to disarm anything until I get
there.

Excuse me.

Aren't you J. Edison Nash?

As if you didn't know.

Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask
you a couple of questions. Is that all

right? Oh.

I don't know if you want to steal my
ideas. You want me to explain them to

What? Oh, typical. You tell your bosses
at the phone company to figure it out

for themselves.

I'm not with the phone company.

You're not? No. Who are you with? I'm
with Dr. Sloan.

And he thinks your father's death was
not accidental.

He'd like to think it wasn't, so he
could get his hands on the money.

Don't do that when you want to
electrocute us. Oh, sorry.

Look, I just want to ask you a couple of
questions about the night of the

murder, all right? It was an accident.

Now, I am busy. Get out. Get out. You
were 20 years old, Mr. Nash.

You wanted your father to invest in some
of your inventions.

But he said you were wasting your time,
right?

So now... Good.

What was I saying?

Oh, so you went to the army. When you
went in the army, your father cleared

your lab and threw everything away.

But you thought he sold it.

But if he didn't, how do you explain the
plain paper copier?

That was yours? Uh -huh.

Flip -top soda cans?

Mine. The instant camera? Mine.

Replaceable pen cartridges?

Mine. Do you think my father made his
money in wine and spirits?

Ha! Well, then you must have been pretty
mad when he decided to give all his

money to somebody else, huh? Don't have
time to be mad.

I've got to go.

Oh, well, I'm going to go with you.

Who are you really with?

The Japanese?

The Canadians?

The mafia?

No, I'm with the Community General
Hospital, and I just want to know where

were the night your father was killed.

Hold this.

What is it?

If you tilt that, the chemicals inside
will mix together and cause a chain

reaction. Now, you just stay perfectly
still, but when I come back, I'll have

look all over for you. Hey.

Hey, Mr. Nash.

Hey,

Mr. Nash, get back here.

Hey, come on. I'm not with the mafia.

A young man was just here asking awkward
questions.

I thought you'd like to take care of it.

Six. Eight.

Two.

It's okay.

We took care of the problem.

Everything set for tonight?

Seven o 'clock sharp. If you catch
anyone snooping around, you know what to

No problem. I'll check it out right now.

See?

All right.

Judith Nash's alibi is an Italian
hairdresser named Dante Rinaldi.

He calls her carissimo, which means
sweetheart or dearest or something.

You think he's a gigolo?

Well, she's lonely and rich.

I'm obsessed with her long -lost Italian
lover, so... And the former Dr. Julian

Nash has secret, mysterious dealings
with someone who runs a catering

What about Jay Edison?

Definitely wouldn't rule him out.

You know, if any of them could figure
out how to remote control the old man's

wheelchair, Edison could do it.

Well, he's got some kind of secret
meeting at that warehouse tonight.

I think maybe I'll drop in. Jack, I
don't want you doing anything dangerous.

You're right.

I think I'll go get a perm instead.

See you later.

Hey, Jack.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Hey,

Jack.

Hey. Hi.

You're investigating Jonathan Nash's
death, right? It was murder. Well,

it just so happens that I had some time
before my plane leaves, and I was

wondering, could you use some help?

You know what? I can.

Why don't you come with me? Gladly.

This is it.

This guy Dante?

That's why we're here.

Okay, which one is it?

The guy working on the blog.

Okay, what's the plan?

What?

Go in and get a haircut, okay? Get my
haircut? How about a wash and set?

I don't care. Just go in there.

There's a customer waiting for a wash.
Please take care of her now.

Yes, sir.

Oh,

miss. Hello.

Uncle Washington, is that cool?

I'm in a rush, too.

Just lay back and relax.

Jack,

don't just stand there. You look
suspicious. Come on.

I'm going to brush my hair.

Too cold. It's too cold, I said.

What are you doing?

Ow!

You have to pull my hair out.

I'm very happy.

It's Miss Mash for you.

Excuse me.

Sit.

Ow!

No, no, no, don't worry, carissima.
Look, your secret is filled with me, I

promise you.

Sam?

I got the check this morning.

Yes, it's too generous, really.

Ah, yes.

Sam?

Quiet. Don't worry. No, never mind. I'll
be right over.

Uh, Mickey.

If you would take care of Christine.
Christine, I'm sorry, but I have to go.

Mickey will take care of you.

Jack, there's soap in my eyes. Get me a
towel now. My eyes are stinging. Hurry

up.

What you did to your customer? You used
a colorizing shampoo.

What's going on? What's going on? Sorry,
pal. Sorry? Sorry? You are fired.

You'll never wash hair in this town
again.

No kidding.

Get the chair up.

It's going to be fine.

My hair's purple. Tell him.

It's kind of nice with your skin tone.

The detective agency said it was
impossible.

That after 30 years, the trail was cold.

That they would never be able to...

I'm sorry.

I've lost him, Dante.

I've lost my Giacomo forever.

But you have me, carissima.

I'll always be with you.

At least till the money runs out.

Don't you ever knock?

I saw that check you gave him.

I gotta tell you something, Dante.

A hundred thousand dollars a pop.

You must cut a mean head of hair, pal.
You watch your mouth, huh?

Or are you paying him off for an alibi
the night you killed your father?

What did you help her do it?

Maybe $100 ,000 is just to go and rave
for a gigolo these days. I don't know.

What did you call me?

What's your story, Dante, huh? You a
liar or a lover?

Or both?

Come on, take your best shot.

My nature!

No, please don't hurt him. Don't hurt my
little boy.

Your what?

Dante, this is not my lover.

Dante?

Is my son.

You see? He is the image of his father.

You're Giancarlo and Judith's son?

Grandfather destroyed both her life and
mine.

Graspo was once a beautiful young woman.

Father made me put Dante up for adoption
in Italy.

It took us years to find each other.

I didn't kill father.

I was with Dante.

She was with me.

And I, with her.

We were together.

Yeah, I get the point.

But you see, if you're her only alibi,
you still might be lying to protect her.

Even more so now, because she's your
mother.

You don't give up, do you?

See you later.

Hey, you.

Angie would like to talk to you.

All right.

Now, you know what I hate?

Competition. Sure, you say it's
competition that brought this country

But let me tell you, it's competition
that tears a country down.

This is why I believe in monopoly.

I want Shemwa Catering to be the best,
to be the one, to be the only catering

service in this town. Is that
understood?

Capisce? Oh,

I know this kid, Jack Stewart from the
old neighborhood.

Last I heard, you were a veterinarian.

Hey, I got a cat with ear mites. You got
anything with you that I can give her

for it?

I'm a doctor.

Just relax.

Hey, I don't need to relax. I haven't
slept in two months and I feel really

great, okay?

What's that quack Nash giving you?

Hey, I don't know what it is, but you're
not getting any of mine. Get your own.

Just let me check it. Hey, I just want
to check him out. Is that all right? Is

that cool?

Let him go. All right, I'm a doctor,
man. Take it easy.

Just take your pulse, Ange.

And your pulse is flying.

Look, whatever you're on, I suggest you
get off it. Hey, I'm healthy as the

horse. Ask my wife.

Hey, what's this?

You've been skating me, kid.

I'm not hearing good things.

Julian's old man was a patient at my
hospital.

And my boss thinks that the old man was
murdered.

He thinks that Julian might have
something to do with it.

As far as the old man's death, I was
with Dr. Julian when it happened.

Really?

And when was that exactly?

When it happened.

telling you.

Now, don't make me nervous, kid. Don't
get me riled up.

I guess, uh, I guess that's all I need
to know. You got an understanding?

Oh, yeah.

Okay. Get him out of here. Take him back
to his car. Come on. Take him home.

Take him to a dance. Take him to an ice
cream parlor.

Okay.

My money's not there.

Yeah.

A particular concept of my own?

A departure you won't see elsewhere on
the market.

What have you done?

You've broken them.

These toys took months to build.

And you have broken them.

You idiot.

You idiot.

Sorry.

So this big secret project was about
toys.

Apparently he's been working on those
robots for months.

It's not surprising. Old man Nash would
have been furious if he knew his son was

designing war toys.

How do you feel?

Pretty good.

Let me see you walk, then I'll sign you
out of here.

All right, good. Time for your fitting.

Let's have a look at this.

You must have gotten longer from all
that stretching.

Well, I don't understand what happened
with those sleeves.

Oh, that's all right, Dolores. I won't
have to wear my mittens.

Would you get my clothes, please? Yes.

So, Edison told you that he was working
late at the laboratory that night on his

toy robots when his dad was killed?

Yeah, but he didn't have any witnesses.

Where's the pants?

Which means we have the same three
suspects we had when we started.

Uh -oh.

Looks like I'm gonna have to get you
some greens from the doctor's lounge.

You can always cut them down and wear
them as shorts.

Jack, these are the pants I was wearing
when Steve brought me here.

So?

Let me see that file of crime for us

Look

at

me yet Thanks

Let me try this on you.

There were two wheelchairs in this house
that night.

My dear boy, what are you saying?

Pay attention. Maybe you'll understand.

The first chair was the one your old man
was found in by the cops, right?

Your average, everyday, motorized
wheelchair.

But the second chair, chair number two,
had a remote control.

And that's the chair that one of you
guys used to stage the old man's

This is preposterous. Don't you wish.

Julian, make him stop.

My dear young man.

No, no, no. I'll get to the best part
here.

Now, there was a few minutes between the
time the old man fell and the time the

cops came.

But in that time, you see the killer
switch the chairs.

Follow me?

Killer, switch the chairs and hit the
remote control chair somewhere in this

house.

How am I doing?

Now, right now, Dr. Sloan is meeting
with the cops to get a search warrant.

And me, I'm just here to give one of you
nice people a shot to come clean with

what you did before the cops tear this
place apart.

Well, I didn't do it.

And no one's going into my laboratory.

My dear young man, if you think I'm
going to allow a troop of police thugs

access to my consulting room, you are
sadly mistaken.

No, not in my boudoir.

All right.

Just let me explain something to you
people as soon as we find that chair.

We're going to find out who did it.

Cops will be here soon, so think it
over, folks.

Here to, uh, get rid of the evidence?

How did you find the hidden room?

When I was here that night, I almost
fell over that potted plant.

It was standing at about a foot from the
wall like it is now.

But in the police photo of the crime
scene, somebody moved it back, uh, flush

against the wall.

Leading you to conclude somebody moved
it.

First to gain access to the sliding
panel.

then to hide the wall switch that opened
it up.

When I saw this photo, I remembered that
Jonathan Nash's father was a rum

runner. And I realized he must have had
a hidden room somewhere in this house to

hide all the liquor he smuggled.

This room.

And that's where you hid Jonathan's
wheelchair after you killed him.

You can't prove my father died in that
wheelchair.

Oh, but I can.

This piece of cloth...

was torn from my pants when your
father's wheelchair crashed into me

But the wheelchair in the police photo
didn't have any material on it at all.

That's how I knew there had to be a
second chair.

And my torn pants prove that this is it.

You used me that night, didn't you?

To make everyone believe he was killed
in the fall.

But you killed him.

Smothered him, probably.

and put him in the wheelchair.

You thought I'd be a perfect witness. I
mean, after all, I'm a doctor, and you

hate doctors almost as much as you hated
your father.

Actually, I hate doctors more.

Drop it.

My back. Oh, my back.

Mark,

you okay?

I don't think so, guys. All right, just
lie still.

I'll get an ambulance.

Thank you.

Oh.

Okay,

I got mushy pork, broccoli beef, and
lemon chicken. No ribs?

Since when do you like ribs? Ribs is all
I can think about right now. Hey, guys.

Thanks, man. Hey. Hey, you look better.
Thank you.

Hey, what are you doing? What are you
doing watching that game? I've got ten

bucks on Phoenix.

Would you all calm down? Now, if you
knew anything about sports, you'd know

this is the main event.

Oh, that's the mid -Atlantic yacht
regatta. Uh -huh. So what?

Which boat's your father's? Oh, the one
in first place.

Just how rich are you?

Uh, I don't know.

Hey, hey, your dad won.

Yeah. He beat him. He won.

That was the picnic?

Yep.

Hey.

What happened?

Phoenix won.

What'd you get for gambling?

What'd I get for hanging out with you?

I was afraid you were going to say that.

My turn.

Give me a fort.

He's just not... How are you really with
the Japanese?

The Canadians?

The mafia?

If you think I'm going to allow a troop
of police thugs access to my consulting

room, you are sadly mistaken.

Viacom.