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Hello? Morning, Christine.

You left a message with the switchboard for me to call you.

Last minute jitters about tonight, that's all.

The cocktail party for Adderley's International?

What else?

For three years I've been trying to land their West Coast auction dates. Tonight

I finally get my chance. Everything has to go perfectly.

If I know you, it will.

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Have Mr. Adderley and his board of directors...

No.

No, it's nothing.

Tony, you're my business manager, a brilliant negotiator, and a sweetheart.

But I've got my hands full with the renovation of the...

I know I said the Rialto Palace was a project I'd kill to do.

But that was a month ago, and my life has changed considerably since then.

You'll just have to call Rome and tell them I passed and a discussion.

Yes, I'm sorry, too.

It would have been a wonderful challenge.

Send them my regrets, okay?

Bye.

Is everything all right?

Business matter? Nothing.

No, Devin?

You're not a very good liar.

It was hard for you to turn down that project.

And the Rialto Palace won't be the last job you're offered.

They could offer me Buckingham Palace and the answer would still be the same.

No to any work that takes me away from you.

A year from now, I don't want you feeling like you gave up a career, which

anyone's standard is incredible.

Just to be with me.

Just to be with you?

Making you as happy as you make me will be the most fulfilling challenge of my

life.

All I want to be is Mrs. Peter McDermott.

Today, tomorrow, forever.

Oh, Eric, Cheryl's looking for you. She said something about lunch being ready

down in the employee's lounge. Hey, Julie, what is happening to the Peking

suite? Where have you been?

It's all part of the great St. Gregory facelift.

I know, but even the name of the suite's being changed.

Yeah, from what I've heard, Miss Sloan felt that along with the update in

the name should be updated as well.

It's now going to be called the Beijing suite.

I thought the names of the suites were, I don't know, kind of sacred.

One of the little touches that makes the place so special.

Yeah, so did Christine.

She lobbied Mr. McDermott hard to keep the name the same.

But Miss Sloan lobbied just as hard for the change.

Guess who lost?

Julie, you've been here a lot longer than I have. You think that Mr.

McDermott's marriage is going to mean the changes around here are just

beginning? Nah.

After all, it's Phyllis Hotel.

For now, at least.

I was hoping you'd help me find a good buddy of mine. Goes by the name of Cliff

Phillips. Sure.

I wasn't expecting you till noon.

Well, I couldn't wait to see that ugly mug of yours. I caught an earlier

Hey.

So, how's San Diego treating you?

I can't complain.

The wife likes it. And along with my transfer came a pretty hefty raise.

I'm glad. I'm glad you made it up here, too. Are you kidding me? I wouldn't have

missed this little reunion for a million bucks.

I hardly believe it's a year since we met on jury duty.

Getting together again was a great idea.

Well, to be honest, it wasn't my idea.

It was Tom Connors.

He asked me to give you a call.

Well, I still think it's a great idea.

How is the illustrious foreman of the jury, anyway?

He sounded fine to me. He said he'd catch up with us tonight at dinner.

Say, you want me to help you get checked in? Okay. Al, would you take over for

ten minutes, please?

My offices in

New York have arranged to have everything on a plane tonight.

And here in time for the party.

And they're expecting your call to coordinate the room.

But, Miss Sloan, the beverage and food arrangements have already been made for

the party. I'm aware of that, dear.

California wines, bay shrimp.

Nice. But wrong for Mr. Adderley.

I have known him for years.

And on an occasion like this, he expects Dom Perignon, Petrosian caviar,

anything else would simply be unacceptable.

We do want to impress Mr. Adderley, don't we? Of course.

But there's also a budget to consider.

And this, Miss Sloan, it'll put us over by thousands.

Trust me.

I'll smooth over any problems with Mr. McDermott.

Actually, the budget is Miss Francis' responsibility.

Look, Julie, if you can't handle a simple request, I'll have to follow it

through myself.

That won't be necessary.

Thank you.

Ooh, it looks good.

What do you think of our new first lady?

Well, I don't know. I mean, I'm happy for Mr. McDermott. You know, he seems so

in love with her. But this is long, and it's going to take a lot of getting used

to.

Hey, who knows?

Maybe we'll get used to it.

I wouldn't count on it.

Hi, Christine.

Good morning. Morning, Frances. The transportation department called a few

minutes ago. Mr. Adderley and the directors are on their way into the

Oh, good.

Uh, everything else okay?

Don Perignon, the truth in caviar?

According to Miss Sloan, they're Mr. Adderley's favorites.

And anything else would simply be unacceptable.

I came this close to telling her where she... Julie, I am sure this request was

made with Mr. McDermott's approval.

See that it's handled with your usual efficiency, will you?

We know Mr. Adderley's impressed with our facilities and the fact that we're

willing to block out an entire wing of the hotel for his out -of -town clients.

But I think what's really going to tip the odds in our favor is the budget we

set aside to publicize the auctions.

I suggest we emphasize that first tonight.

Peter. What is that?

The publicity budget.

Oh, right. Good idea.

I'm sorry.

I know the tremendous number of hours you've put in to make this all happen.

Is there something you don't like about the presentation?

No, nothing like that. There are just a few other things I want to get out of

the way today.

Anything I can help with?

Not really. I'm trying to finalize some of the wedding arrangements.

You should have said something.

Well, we can finish this up later.

And we do need to go over my proposal for the new TV ad campaign.

Right.

And you haven't read it yet?

No, I hadn't had the chance.

You know... I know.

I know.

Wedding plans.

Right.

But I promise I'll look it over tonight after the party, and then we can talk

about it tomorrow.

You are looking good, Connor. So good, I hardly recognize you walking through

the door.

This is the beard. I grew it for the winter.

I thought it made me look, I don't know, more distinguished?

Guys, look, I haven't been completely honest with you about the reason for

little get -together.

Oh, you mean I flew all the way up to find out you really didn't miss me at

Something's come up.

Something disturbing.

Tom, if you're in some kind of a jam, I don't know, money problems?

Yeah.

Hey, how the hell did you get a hold of that?

You know what it is? Yeah, of course. How did we forget? That's the earring

introduced as evidence in the murder trial. It was found lying on the ground

next to the dead girl's body. Only it's not an earring.

What? It's a tie -tack. The post was broken off. Remember, we all assumed it

an earring.

Wait a minute. When Rhonda Anderson was murdered, she wasn't wearing any

earrings.

That would explain why they never found another one.

Even after they searched his apartment and his office and his car?

Because there wasn't another one. We let the guy off because all the evidence

seemed to be circumstantial when the hard evidence was staring us and the

right in the face the whole time.

All right, wait a minute.

So now we know it's not an earring, it's a tie -tack.

How do we know it belongs to Wayne Holtz? Yeah, it doesn't.

I was in Chicago last week, went into a jewelry store to buy my wife a gift.

There it was.

The jeweler only made ten of them, and I can prove that Wayne Holtz bought his

there one month before the Anderson girl was murdered.

We let a murderer go free.

A serial killer who strangled one girl that we can prove, and probably those

other two before that. Same method, same types, but no hard evidence.

What are we going to do about it?

Exactly.

What are we going to do about it?

We always seem to find ourselves in separate contexts.

Why is that?

Well, I'm not sure, but I intend to find out and to rectify the situation.

Thank you.

So, Mr. Adler, how are you finding your accommodations?

Excellent, excellent.

And the company is impossible to beat.

Well, then I hope we can show you that St. Gregory can fill your business needs

as well.

Well, I admit I am leaning in your direction, but there is still the

offer to consider. Oh, we can match them, service for service, dollar for

dollar. I have some additional figures I've worked up and... Mrs. Francis, you

don't know me very well.

Money really isn't everything.

Peter and Mrs. Francis were telling me that every important client can expect

find... This caviar and champagne in his suite when he arrives.

This is standard fare?

Well, I am impressed.

And our connection with the opera and symphony would ensure your business

associates the best seats for any performance.

I do know how you love opera.

You know me too well.

That is true.

And that's why your company could find a wonderful second home here.

Well, I can't do any more than second the motion.

Well, then, consider

Adderley International in the fold.

Well, now that business is out of the way, there are some people you

simply have to meet.

Excuse me.

Well, that wasn't so bad after all, was it?

Peter, darling, join us, won't you?

I'll be right there.

Congratulations.

This little piece of metal can place Wayne Holtz at the spot where they found

the dead girl.

We've really got him now.

I thought you'd be a little happier at the news since you prosecuted the case.

You guys don't get it, do you?

There's no second chance when it comes to trying a capital crime.

We took our best shot and you, gentlemen of the jury, still had a reasonable

doubt. But there's no statute of limitations on murder. A man can't be

twice for it. Double jeopardy.

The Fifth Amendment.

Maybe one of you armchair DAs has heard of it.

But what about the other murders?

The man was a serial killer, for God's sake. If we had enough evidence to file

charges on those other murders, we would have.

You mean there's nothing we can do?

No.

Society had its shot. And thanks to you and your reasonable doubt, Holtz is

living happily ever after in Sacramento.

But there must be something.

Sorry, guys.

You're too late.

A year too late.

Have a lovely afternoon. I'll see you tonight.

We've been wondering where you are.

Lunch with friends at Devon. Guess the time just got away from me.

You don't look like a general manager who's just landed a plumb client.

Adderley's group is solidly in the bag.

I believe congratulations go to your fiancé.

I gave Adderley all the whys, but she gave him the why nots. Come on, you did

the groundwork. All Devin did was... Close the deal.

Did you look over the ad campaign proposal the agency needs at ASAP?

Oh, I got a fitting across town for a morning coat, but my notes are in a

on my desk.

We'll go over them after I get back, huh?

We all saw the police photographs.

What Holtz did to that poor girl.

The man is a monster.

He will kill again, and when he does, the blood will be on our hands because

let him go. Can you live with that?

But the three of us playing vigilante... In case you haven't noticed, none of us

is exactly Charles Bronson.

That doesn't change our obligation to set things right, does it?

Guys, my niece was killed by a hit -and -run driver the police never caught. We

all know somebody who's been robbed or beaten. Crimes where the criminals got

away scot -free.

Well, this time we know the crime.

And we know the man.

So what are you suggesting, Tom? That we execute him?

I know the thought takes some getting used to.

Just... Just think about it.

How would we... How do you propose to do it?

Since we talked with the assistant district attorney, I've been giving that

lot of thought.

In fact, I've already gotten it started.

Phoned Holtz in Sacramento an hour ago, told him I represented some investors

interested in buying his restaurant.

He's coming here tomorrow.

He's coming here?

You're going to meet him? He'll recognize you. You almost didn't. We

weeks locked in a jury room together.

Must be the beard, right, Tom?

I've got it all planned.

Except for who pulls the trigger.

I figure short straw gets the honor.

Fair enough?

Christine, come in, please.

Uh, I just needed some notes. Peter said I... We need.

Don't let the unfamiliar writing throw you. It's mine.

Peter and I checked out your notes last night after the party.

We were so excited about closing the Adderley deal, we couldn't sleep.

I see. I couldn't help but make a few suggestions.

I'm...

We're always open to new ideas.

Feel free to throw out anything that doesn't meet with your approval.

Thank you.

Christine.

I woke up this morning with a great idea for changing the showroom stage.

What do you think about this?

Peter, I need to see you in my office, please.

You have to admit she has some good ideas.

So do the Melons and the Rothschilds, Peter, but they're a little out of our

league. No need to get upset about it. Upset? Who's upset?

Peter, when I took this job, it was because I believed you had confidence in

Well, who says I don't? You do, damn it! Every time you change one of my policy

decisions or question my judgment on... on wines for a party?

All right, I'll admit Devin has a tendency to get overly involved.

Can't she get involved without pinch -hitting for me?

It seems to me she got you out of a pretty big pinch last night with

Oh.

Unfair, Peter.

Unfair. I think you're blowing this all out of proportion.

Peter, I have to have some clearly drawn lines around my position here. I have

to have some autonomy.

You can't expect me to run every idea by the new...

Mrs. McDermott. Maybe I can. Devin's going to be my wife. She'll be active in

every part of my... I cannot do my job like this.

You can't or you won't. All right, damn it, I won't. And where's that supposed

to leave me?

Accepting my resignation.

Is this really permanent?

I'm afraid so.

It just happened so fast.

Well, that's this way.

It bears both Peter and me a lot of embarrassment.

Maybe if you try talking to him once more before you... We have said all

is to say.

He can't want this.

He must be sorry. I need more from Peter than just I'm sorry.

Besides, he doesn't need any reminders of the past right now. He has a new life

ahead of him.

Just such a shame.

Them's the breaks, honey.

Them's the break.

Good morning. Morning.

Welcome to St. Gregory.

Thank you. I'm Wayne Holt.

One of your guests, Mr. Thomas Connor, is expecting me.

The elevator's right back this way.

Thank you.

Yes, I think we've cleared with animal regulation on the dog show, but I'm

to have to call you back.

Thanks.

Oh.

These contractors came by messenger to the attention of the general manager.

We'll just get them to the stack, Eric. Thanks.

The Spanish ambassador arrives tomorrow and needs five more rooms than we have

available. He asked that I come to you to see if something can be done.

He asked for me?

Actually, he asked for Miss Francis. But when I explained, he thought perhaps

you could help. Well, I'll see what I can do.

Miss McDermott, these papers need your signature before the eight days are

How did all this get done in the past?

Christine handled it. Well, tell me about it. I mean...

How did she make the job look so easy when I was general manager?

I got to get a replacement soon. Well, I've hired a new manager when we

with the renovation, when the wedding is over.

Oh, let's face it.

This is chaos.

Maybe it's none of my business, but have you asked Christine to come back?

Not in so many words.

It only takes two.

Three, if you count, please.

Mr. Holtz, the group I represent, well, we understand that before you moved

to Sacramento, you lived in the Bay Area, where you were... I'm sorry if

a bit delicate, but you were tried for murder.

What does that have to do with the dollar value of my restaurant?

It's just that my investors are frankly concerned about the character of the man

they may be going into business with to the tune of a million dollars, plus a

percentage of future profits.

Yes, I was on trial.

Five months of going back and forth between a courtroom and an eight -by

-foot cage.

Five months in hell.

Guilty until proven innocent.

I'm not a psycho.

I've never even met the girl I said I killed.

I've never even thought about doing anything that horrible in my life.

But as I understand it, the charges, the evidence against you... Guesses.

Guesses strung together with suppositions.

And the jury found me innocent.

But the trial destroyed my life.

Wiped out my savings, my business.

I moved to Sacramento and I started over.

But there really is no starting over after something like that, is there?

No, I guess not.

Not for any of the people involved.

And I'm sure when I explain your situation to my associates, it won't

their decision.

I hope not.

I don't foresee any problems.

And I'd like to wrap this up as soon as possible.

We can meet with the lawyers and iron out the fine points first thing

Will you be willing to stay overnight?

At my expense, of course.

What have I got to lose?

Miss Gillette.

Have you preserved those rooms I need for our wedding guests?

All set.

Except for the Cabot and Regency suites. They're already spoken for. What do you

mean, spoken for?

Well, the auto show is here, and we have standing reservations for two of our

regular guests.

Well, I'm sorry. They're just going to have to take different rooms.

We really can't do that.

You see, these are the suites they always take.

It's sort of a St. Gregory tradition. Meaning some stodgy old rule begging to

broken.

Now tell reservations to make other arrangements.

Please. I really do have to check that out with Mr. McDermott.

Never mind.

I'll discuss this with him over lunch.

Attentive as always, John. Thank you.

The service in the hotel is wonderful.

We aim to please.

And you do.

You do.

Although... Come on, what were you going to say?

Well, it's a shame that not all of your employees are up to the St. Gregory

standards. Who are you talking about? Julie Gillette.

Now, I know how fond you are of her, but she really is not doing her job.

I've heard complaints from the guests, and I have tried to talk to her about

attitude, but she really does not want to listen. What are you suggesting, that

I fire her?

It's not for me to suggest, darling, but as director of guest relations, she is

the hotel's public image to a large degree.

Now I only want her help.

So you still think we're doing the right thing?

Oh, he's our man, all right. So cool, so self -assured. If it isn't impossible,

that's just because he has nothing to feel guilty about. An innocent man would

have had some reaction.

Nerves, embarrassment, something.

But this guy, like ice.

Then you're sure? I mean, if there's any chance that he didn't do it... You sat

in that courtroom, heard the testimony, saw the type, and same as me. What do

you think?

Those girls he killed need a hero.

What is it?

If you'd rather not go tonight... Devin.

You're upset about Julie.

All right.

Perhaps I was a little hard on her, but if you'd just tell her to make the room

arrangements I asked for... Just like that?

You're asking me to break St. Gregory policy.

I'm sure your friends will be just as comfortable.

Don't be ridiculous.

Those are the two most impressive rooms in the hotel.

When I've redone the others... I may be a little out of touch with all the

latest fans, but I happen to think all the suites in this hotel are impressive,

before or after the Devon Sloan touch.

Well, of course.

And I'm getting a little tired of being told what to do in my hotel.

I didn't mean to... I know you didn't mean to.

But the fact is, you can't let go of the reins. I understand that.

You're used to being in control, running your own business. But the St. Gregory

is my business.

And married or not, it's going to stay that way.

Darling, I wouldn't have it any other way.

All I want in this relationship is you.

Let's stay here tonight. What about the opera?

There'll be other operas.

Isn't Flossie to expect more?

You'll understand.

After all...

Opera is all about passion.

So we're just trading one passion for another.

Did you do it? I just couldn't.

Thank God.

My path key.

Up so soon?

Early bird catches the worm.

If he stays around for a while, he might catch more than a worm. Sorry, Devin.

You know how business is.

I know.

But I can still be disappointed, can't I?

Something's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

But nothing is definitely a something.

I'm running late. I'll see you later.

Lunch?

I'll have it sent up here if you like.

And we can... Devin, everything can't be settled in bed.

Excuse me.

I found this in my room.

I thought I should turn it in.

Oh, I guess the maid must have dropped it.

That's what I thought.

Just lying there, defenseless.

I couldn't do it.

I don't know, whatever made me think I could.

Send a boy to do a man's job.

And the way he looked at me this morning when he turned in that passkey.

Guys, he knows.

Look, I spent half an hour with the guy yesterday. I'm telling you, he doesn't

suspect a thing.

Wouldn't it be a concern if he'd done what he was supposed to last night?

Will you lighten up, Tom?

Look, we were crazy for electing ourselves executioners in the first

Sinking to his left. Look, just forget it.

I don't know about you two, but I'm not sleeping well at night.

There's only one cure for that as far as I can see.

I'll do what I should have done in the first place.

Off the guy myself.

You can't!

No, you can't.

Bring the gun to my room.

Thanks for nothing.

Peter, I know this transition hasn't been easy for any of us.

You have a talent for understatement. But I feel that with time... You're

kidding yourself, Devin.

We can't turn ourselves into someone else, even for love.

Especially for love.

But, Peter, we can make it work. I know we can.

In those rooms I wanted, it's not a problem anymore. I made other plans.

And I'm even sorry about Julie.

I can change, Peter. I will.

At least till you get to the door.

You shouldn't have picked a man so much like yourself.

Somebody's got to let the other guy drive sometime.

And you don't believe... In miracles.

Not this one.

No matter how much we want it to, it just isn't gonna work.

No chance at all.

I think stopping the mistake before it happens is gonna be easier on both of

Nice view out there.

Yeah, you can see all the way to the courthouse.

Well, what's going on?

How'd you get in?

Let's not talk about me, Mr. Conner. Let's talk about you.

What you been doing since my trial?

Why you asked me to come here?

Go ahead, answer it. It's your room.

Got a visitor.

Now, is this everybody, or is the rest of the jury out in the hall?

You slime. Look who's calling who names.

Three holier -than -thou jurors who've decided to take the law into their own

hands. Hey, don't be so cocky, Holtz. We know you killed that girl, and now we

can prove it.

Gentlemen, I've been tried by a jury of my peers.

And acquitted. You got away with murder, Holtz. Maybe now it's our turn.

The three of you together don't have the guts to cross the street against the

light.

One of you brave souls was even in my room last night.

And what happened?

Nothing. I couldn't do it. See, that's the difference between us.

Something excites me. I'm not afraid to go for it. All the way.

You even admit it.

What have I got to lose?

Gentlemen.

I could shout a confession across the rooftops and I'd still go free.

Thanks in great part to the efforts of you three.

Hey,

Tom! Might as well let him go.

He can't do it.

Any more than Cliff there could.

See, none of you really has the talent for it.

Do you have to go so soon?

I think it's best, don't you?

A keen, quick break.

It hurts for a moment, but I think it's better in the long run.

As far as the renovation is concerned?

St. Gregory is perfect as it is.

I could change it, but never really improve it.

Everything was going back as it was.

It's gone.

Talk. Maybe Rome.

Mr.

McDermott, I think you better come quick. What is it? This way.

Okay, please, everybody, stay back.

Billy, what happened?

Well, the smell of alcohol.

Looks like he slipped from a balcony.

Well, did you hear that?

Yes, he did.

Terrible way to go.

Even for him.

Too much to drink.

Too close to the railing.

I tried to catch him.

You did.

I'm a witness.

Funny how life is sometimes.

Yeah, funny.

Christine, I'm sorry about what's happened the past few weeks.

I have a lot to apologize for.

I know I should have seen that Devin was overstepping the boundaries,

but I just didn't.

I was blind.

Well, the truth is, the truth is that I've broken the engagement.

I'm really sorry, Peter.

With Devin gone, I was hoping that you

might consider staying on, coming back as general manager.

Oh, isn't that great?

How convenient.

Devin steps out of the picture and suddenly I'm indispensable again?

Frankly, you are.

And this doesn't have anything to do with Devin? This has everything to do

Devin.

Where was all this sensitivity when I needed you?

Well, the fact is that St.

Gregory needs you, Christine.

The fact is that I need you.

Business or personal?

Am I in trouble if I say both?

It would have meant something to hear this two days ago, but... Christine,

me a break here.

Let's not let our past get in between us.

We've gone through a lot together.

Some of it's been terrific, and some of it's been like the last few weeks, but

what we've gone through has been together.

I'd like to see that continue.

I'd like to see us go on together for a long time to come.

How could you even... This thing with Devin?

Well, it didn't fall apart because of her, but because of me.

I'm still in love with you, Christine.

I want you back.

But on your terms.

Will you at least think about it?

I guess it's no. No, it's not no.

It's not yes, either.

I'll give you my decision tomorrow.

Oh, that's fair.

Then I'll, uh...

I'll see you tomorrow.

Peter.

Leave the candy.

Leave the flowers.

Hmm? Leave the flowers.

That's all?