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Although inspired in part by a true
incident, the following story is
fictional and does not depict
any actual person or event.

In New York City's war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued by the detectives

of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

It's almost 1:00.

I'm trying to get some information here.

There's something in this Mattawin
quarterly report that I can't figure out.

Bill...

It's not like I'm looking at porn.

This is about our retirement money.

Well, I wish it was porn.

It might inspire you to come to bed.

I'll be there in five minutes.

I got this off the web.

It looks like Tuxedo Hill's hedged losses

are coming back to Mattawin.

I can't understand how that happened.

They've got the biggest accounting
firm in the world doing their books.

I'm sure they understand
how it happened.

But, don't hedged losses have
to have a locked-in sales value?

I've been your broker for 10 years,
and God bless you,

you're the biggest pain in the ass.

I'm just trying to understand what
these quarterly reports are saying.

They send them to me to read,

they should make sense, no?

I'm supposed to talk to my guy
at Mattawin tomorrow.

I'll see what he says.

Usually when brokers tell me they
have complaints from shareholders,

I don't pay attention,

but Venturelli's a smart guy.

Have you discussed this
with anyone else?

No,

maybe the lawyers can come up
with some language

before the next earnings
estimates come out.

All right, Harold, thank you.

I'll look into this.

Ms. Dawson, the plumbing
contractor's calling.

He's out at the house.

Put him through.
Thank you.

Okay.

The hedged losses are one thing.

The bigger problem is
how the company's stock

is being used to generate a gain.

I'm not sure I follow.

Mr. Troy, this method of
calculating earnings

violates the basic tenets of accounting.

It might even be illegal.

This is a missile aimed
at the heart of the company.

Mattawin may implode because of it.

I put it all in this memo.

I think we should delay releasing
our earnings estimate
until this is resolved.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

I finalized the earnings estimate.

I'm about to send it around
for signatures.

Elizabeth Dawson was
just in my office.

You should read this, Jack.

Thank you so much for
watching her tonight.

No problem.

See you tomorrow.

Aw, they're not open yet.

Aw, I still got to take a leak.

Hey, what are you doing here?

There's a little girl over here!

Where are your parents?

What's this in your pocket?

It's a business card for
an Elizabeth Dawson.

Come on, honey,
let's get you warmed up.

Oh, jeez.

Her coat's covered in blood.

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Law & Order CI
1x22 Tuxedo Hill

ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON NBC: 2002/05/10

She was brought in about 45 minutes ago.

She hasn't said boo to anybody.

Have you tried calling Ms. Dawson?

We called the office number on the card,

got an answering machine.

There was blood on her parka?

It's not hers. She has no injuries.

She just told us her name. Jennifer.

Jennifer.

"Jennifer Juniper."
Your mommy ever call you that?

Jennifer, do you know
where your mommy is?

Mommy's hurt in the head.

When you were with Mommy,
what did you see?

Everything was dark.

Were your ears working?

What did you hear?

I heard birdies.

And what about your little nose...

could you smell anything?

Mommy was stinky.

Well, what did she smell like?

Like fireworks.

They found her.
Off Richmond Avenue.

Four miles from the diner.

She's alive.
They're just getting her out now.

Her leg was trapped
under the steering.

Jen...

- Where's her other glove?
- She wasn't wearing it.

All right. Let's go.

- You smell booze on her?
- No.

I don't smell gunpowder in here.

I didn't smell it on her either.

It might have dissipated during
the time she was lying here.

Or the kid made it up.

Kids don't make up that stuff.

Fancy mints.

I want a CSU team to go through
this vehicle for prints, blood, fibers.

And I want Ms. Dawson checked
for gunpowder residue.

Kids don't make up that stuff.

The last thing I remember...

I picked up Jennie from
our nanny's house.

I strapped her into her car seat.

Then nothing.

I heard Jennie crying...

the car was in the ditch.

How did Jennie get out?

Me, I unhooked her.

I thought nobody would find us.

I told Jennie to go get help.

She was so brave.

We've been trying
to locate your husband.

He's in California on business.
We're getting a divorce.

Where does your nanny live?

Brooklyn.

What were you doing
on Staten Island?

I don't know.

You were wearing only
one glove when we found you.

Do you know what happened
to the other one?

I don't know.

I want to see Jennie.

I don't know what happened.

I don't remember anything.

Of course, Mr. And Mrs. Dawson
have arguments...

who will have Jennie,
how many days,

but it was months ago.
Everything is okay now.

Do you usually babysit Jennie
at your house at night?

No. Mrs. Dawson, she worked late.

I had to go home for my boys,
so I bring Jennie.

What was Mrs. Dawson's mood?

Very tired.

She worry a lot.

About what?

Her husband?

A boyfriend?

Maybe she has a boyfriend.

She doesn't talk about
such things with me.

But, you noticed.

When does she see this guy?

Weeknights, weekends?

Weeknights, maybe.

Weekends she goes to house
in Hamptons with Jennie.

That's all I know.

Okay, thank you for coming in,
Ms. Wiazemsky.

The officer will show you out.

Dawson has a boyfriend,
identity unknown.

Good for her.

Her husband has a Smith & Wesson
.38 special, duly licensed.

We reached him in San Diego.

He says Ms. Dawson kept custody
of the weapon for self-protection.

Is this going somewhere?

Far as I can tell, this is a car wreck.
Not our business.

The lab found minute traces of
gunpowder residue on her coat.

Underline minute.

Ms. Dawson has no idea how
she ended up on Staten Island.

Maybe the belt parkway was jammed,

she decided to take the long way home.

We checked traffic reports,
no traffic jams.

What are you saying happened here?

We don't know. But the woman
has access to a gun.

There's a report of a gunpowder smell.

From a child.

Something for the rest of the class?

The mint wrapper in the ashtray.

English brand, Dover's,
black peppermint,

very tangy.
An acquired taste.

About $50 a box.

Only one US distributor with
maybe a hundred customers.

So she likes mints.

Unless a murder victim turns up,
this is a car wreck.

What about a murder weapon?

Ms. Dawson had possession
of a handgun

licensed to someone she's
legally separated from.

That's a violation right there.
And grounds for a search warrant.

Office Of Elizabeth Dawson
Mattawin Corporation
153 Liberty Place
Friday, April 4

It's ridiculous. Ms. Dawson
wouldn't have a gun in here.

She'd have to get it past security.

You mean the old lady
downstairs knitting a sweater?

Excuse me. I'm Karyn Milner.

I'm the office manager for the division.

What's going on here?

We're executing a search warrant.

The gentleman has a copy.

A gun?

Why on earth are you
looking for a gun here?

That's what we do.
We already searched her home.

How well do you know Ms. Dawson?

As well as anybody here.

She's a very honest person.

You happen to know her boyfriend?

Elizabeth rarely discusses
her private life.

Meaning, sometimes she does?

Do you mind giving us a couple
of minutes?

So, what did she tell you?

I mean, if she's as honest
as you say she is,

you shouldn't have a problem answering.

A few days ago, I found her
crying in the ladies' room.

She was upset because she thought
her boyfriend was cheating on her.

Well, any details?
Boyfriend's name or...?

No.

I think she was embarrassed
to have even said that much.

Sorry.

I have to get back to my desk.

Unlucky at love.
I hope she plays poker.

You see these invoices?

Uh-huh, from a plumbing contractor,
for her house in the Hamptons.

You notice the date?

Labor and materials for work
done two Saturdays ago.

A plumber who works weekends.

When the lady of the house
is in the house.

"Rob Palnick, Plumbing Contractor...
Tottenville."

That's still on Staten Island, isn't it?

They're keeping me one more
night for observation.

Well, don't rush it.
We want you back at 100%.

The earnings estimate has to
be filed by end of the week.

We're still waiting for your signature.

Jack, I told Mr. Troy I'm not signing
until certain issues are addressed.

I know. He showed me your memo.

You should've come to me, Elizabeth.

That would've been
a job-terminating move.

You can't actually believe that?

Not after all these years with the team.

Did your assistant call you?

The police searched your office
this morning.

I heard they also searched your home.

Oh my God. I don't understand
what they're doing.

You should be very careful, Elizabeth.
Get yourself a lawyer.

And never forget, as much as
you help us, we can help you.

Mr. Palnick, it's the police.

Excuse me?

Have you seen Mr. Palnick?

His truck hasn't moved
since Tuesday night.

You saw him Tuesday?

I heard him come home around
half past 10:00.

Then I heard his TV go on.
Nothing since.

Want to take bets those are
from a.38 Smith & Wesson?

I've told you,
I don't remember anything.

- That's not the same as denying it.
- Of course she denies it.

Misplacing her husband's handgun...

deny or don't remember?

It was in the lockbox at home.

The lockbox was empty.

I don't understand it.

I didn't kill Rob. I couldn't.

You met him while
you were still married?

No. After I was separated.

He was...

You want a mint?

No, thank you.

You were saying... about Rob?

He was very kind, very... respectful.

He made me laugh.

You sure you don't want one?

They're real zesty.

They're English, black peppermint.

I had to special order them.

I don't like peppermint.

Can she go on?

Sure.

Er, he made you laugh?

I'm not saying it was going
to turn into anything,

but... he was the only real person I knew.

And the people at work,
your friends...

they're not real?

It's different.

Are you sure don't want
some mints for your daughter?

She doesn't like them.

I don't know why I'm talking to you,
you're not even listening.

We listen.

We noticed you left out the part about
being upset Rob was cheating on you.

What are you talking about?
Rob wasn't cheating.

Somebody found you crying
in the executive washroom.

- You deny...
- Yes.

Or don't remember?
We can help fill in the holes for you.

You drove to Rob's
place to confront him.

No. I don't believe that.

You had an argument,
you lost your temper?

No, it's not possible.
I'd remember that.

Maybe you're blocking it out.

- I don't...
- Enough.

The next word my client says
on record, will be at her arraignment.

Are you sure?

Richmond County Courthouse
Staten Island, New York
Monday, April 7

Your bail can be revoked

if you miss even one court
appearance.

I can't believe this is happening to me.

Elizabeth, we can't afford
to make mistakes.

They have very compelling
circumstantial evidence.

Now, look, I've got to go back
and talk to the ADA.

Are you going to be all right? / Yes.

Thanks.

Hello, is Jack Crawley there?

Can you interrupt him?
It's very important.

Tell him Elizabeth Dawson
needs to talk to him.

I was at the station
on Richmond Avenue,

near Yukon Avenue.

I was filling up my car with gas,

and I saw a silver SUV pull in.

What direction was it coming from?

From the expressway.

That young woman was driving,
the one in the newspaper.

That's why I called the police
when I saw the paper.

And what did the woman do?

She parked near the phone booth.

She used the phone, just for a minute.

Then she got back in her car,
then she drove off.

- What direction?
- Back where she came from.

Toward the expressway to the city.

This was around what time?

10:00, 10:15.

Can we get you anything?

Okay.

Dawson would've been
on her way to Palnick's

when she pulled into the gas station.

She might have tried calling him.

10:15, he wouldn't have been home yet.

So she turned around,
headed back to the city.

This story clears her.

Mr. Nelson,
how did you pay for your gas?

Cash... $10.

Self-serve?

Which side of your car
is your gas tank?

You don't remember?

Because someone usually
fills it up for you?

You go to the full-service pump.

Your hands...

you keep them flat.

You have arthritis?

It hurts to close them?

That's why you don't pump
your own gas.

I do when I have to.

I want to pull some records
on Mr. Nelson.

As we head into the closing minutes
before the bell,

one of the strongest performers today

has been Mattawin Corporation,
now up about 3.5%.

That coming on the heels of
a better than expected

earnings estimate for the coming quarter.

And there is the closing bell.

Meaning Mattawin's closing number
for the day is 86 and 5/8.

Bonus time!

Congratulations, everyone.
We worked hard for this.

Worked as a team.

And we can enjoy the rewards
as a team.

We've been climbing this mountain,
some of us, for 15 years.

The summit is in sight!

I have been to the top of the mountain,

and I'm here to tell you,

the sky is even bluer than
you've dreamed.

If we keep up the hard work,

keep believing in ourselves,
in our team,

we'll see those blue skies together.

You'll notice we have a few
bottles of wine over here.

I don't know anything about this,
but our friend Michael Gergen

tells me we have some mighty fine wine.

"Chateau Petrus 1946."

How much is this a bottle?

$11,000. / Whoa!

- Are you sure we'll have enough?
- I ordered five cases.

Enjoy everybody.

Phone booth records show
a one-minute call

to Palnick's number at 10:17.

The gas station records show

a sale of $10 worth of gas
at around the same time.

The old guy's story checks out.

Ms. Dawson's off the hook.

Charles Berke will be happy.

Who's Charles Berke?

He works at Mattawin.
Same as Ms. Dawson.

He's an accountant.

Oh... and he's
our witness' son-in-law.

What's the implication here?

That Mattawin's trying
to help a key executive?

Except Nelson's story checks out.

There was a call to Palnick from
the phone at the gas station.

There was a sale of $10 worth of gas.

Then it's a coincidence Mr. Nelson's
son-in-law works for Mattawin.

Except the cashier doesn't
remember Mr. Nelson.

Someone bought $10 worth of gas,

but it might not have been Mr. Nelson.

Is it possible Ms. Dawson did?

That she was laying
the groundwork for her alibi

on her way to killing Mr. Palnick?

We showed her photo to the cashier.

He doesn't remember her or her SUV.

Well, if not Ms. Dawson,
nor Mr. Nelson, then who?

We have no idea.

Except the same day that
Mr. Nelson came to see us,

Mattawin's stock price
jumped up 3.5%.

That would make it two coincidences.

One more and it's a conspiracy.

Office Of Jack Crawley
Mattawin Corporation
153 Liberty Place
Monday, April 14

We issued a favorable earnings estimate.

Simple as that. Didn't your friends
at the SEC tell you?

They did.

Well, they were right.

They also told us you filed the
estimate on the last possible day.

Was there a problem getting it out?

No, just our legal department
doing the usual due diligence.

Our friends at the SEC sent
us a copy of the estimate.

There's a list of signatures
at the end...

the first name's yours.

Because I'm the CFO.

That's the Chief Financial Officer.

That's right. CFO, CEO...

VPCF.

I'm not familiar with that acronym.

Oh, I just made it up.

Yeah, Vice President of
Corporate Finance.

That's what Elizabeth Dawson is.

Her signature's on here, too.

It's required by the SEC.

Even though she's accused of murder?

There is a presumption of innocence.

What happens if,

for some reason, Ms. Dawson
hadn't signed?

Well then, we couldn't file
the earnings estimate,

and the SEC would want to know why.
There'd be an inquiry.

That's what our friends
at the SEC told us.

I tried to read this.

You guys, you make a lot of money.

What is it exactly Mattawin does?

We buy and sell land and water rights.

Buy and sell, land and water.

Pretty much covers everything.

It seems most that of your profits

came from your investment in
something called Tuxedo Hill.

Is that some kind of land development?

No. Do you mind?

Just...

The blueprint for a house?

Yes.

- Antigua... is that offshore?
- That's offshore.

I know that's a dirty word these days.

You must be doing well, Mr. Crawley.

I'm not in this for my health.

Are we done here?

Er... no.

What is Tuxedo Hill?

Our friends at the SEC, they
couldn't tell us anything about it.

The Tuxedo Hill Group

is a special purpose partnership

capitalized by third-party equity
to hedge certain Mattawin assets.

We have no idea what you just said.

I don't have time to give a primer
on capital assets management.

So, if you'll excuse me?

Look at that water.

Is this off the coast of Antigua?

Er, yeah.

It's paradise.

This is that gorgeous woman
that we met last time, Karyn...

- Karyn Milner.
- Karyn Milner... Karyn Milner.

Was this at a company picnic?

Er, no.

Ms. Milner and I are engaged.

Now you know the big secret
around the water cooler.

I don't know where that match
was made, but it wasn't in heaven.

What a snake-oil merchant.

The snake oil he's selling is
Tuxedo Hill.

He wasn't anxious
to give us the recipe.

Well, maybe there's a place
we can find the ingredients...

Internet chat rooms for stockpickers.

Broadway & 56th Street
Wednesday, April 16

I've been trying for a month to get
a straight answer about Tuxedo Hill.

The whole thing doesn't make sense.

Tuxedo Hill's supposed to
use third-party equity...

outside investors... to protect
Mattawin's assets.

But to me, it doesn't look like
those assets are being covered.

And the company rep told my broker,

" Don't worry, it's probably
just an accounting mistake."

Your broker was happy
with that explanation?

He told me the company rep
even brought it up

with the VP of Corporate Finance.

Elizabeth Dawson.

Yes, he said she was
going to follow up on it.

I don't know what you're
worried about, Mr. Winnick.

Mattawin stock keeps going up.

Yeah, sure,
except I got a little crystal ball

called the credit-protection market.

It's where banks and big lenders
go to buy insurance on their loans.

And the price of insurance on loans
to Mattawin has been going up.

Banks see Mattawin as a bad credit risk?

But are they going to tell the average man?

No way.

These bastards.

They're like a bunch of frat boys
playing crooked poker,

only they're using our money.

Maybe some subpoenas will get us
a seat at that poker game.

I looked at all the filings,
disclosures and offerings.

The bottom line is,

these outside investors Tuxedo Hill's
supposed to have, they don't exist.

The investors are Mattawin executives

and board members using
Mattawin stock.

I don't understand.

All you need to know is, Mattawin
uses Tuxedo Hill

to hide losses and
generate paper profits...

which they count as actual profits.

To boost Mattawin stock prices.

Look at it this way,

they're taking air out
of the Mattawin balloon,

to fill the Tuxedo Hill balloon,

which is being used to
fill the Mattawin balloon.

They're just pushing hot air around.

A Ponzi scheme. / Close.

The numbers are big...
hundreds of millions.

And this is what they needed
Ms. Dawson to sign off on?

Then it's time to go after Mattawin
and Tuxedo Hill.

And all the other entities
they spun out of Tuxedo Hill.

There's a dozen other companies,
one for each category of assets.

You got mineral rights, residential
real estate, transportation...

"PoolTrans."

For Mattawin's fleet.

Cars, trucks, small boats...

We need a search warrant
for a private jet.

The DA got every piece of paper
from the regulatory agencies.

Legal says the next wave of subpoenas
will come by the end of the week.

This time, they'll be knocking on our door.

I want to make it clear we intend
to comply with any subpoena.

Give them everything we have.

I understand perfectly, Jack.

Everything we have when
they hand us the subpoena.

We'll need to see your flight
manifest for that week.

It's aboard the plane.

- It's a tight fit.
- Fine for me.

Yeah, Tuesday morning I picked up
two passengers in Memphis
and flew them here.

- Arrival time was 8:30.
- And Tuesday night?

Back to Memphis
with the same two gentlemen.

Departure time was 1:20 a.m.

It's a tight fit in here.

Do you have any mints?

Er...

Who were these two gentlemen?

Mattawin employees.

The names aren't noted
on the manifest? / No.

We had instructions to pick
them up in Memphis.

It's Dover's.

These are the Rolls-Royce of mints.

I thought you might stock these.

PoolTrans was on the customer
list the distributor sent us.

What's he going to do?

Look for evidence you
transported two murderers.

She has no memory of
pulling into that gas station.

But, if that's what
your witness said she did,

that's what she did.

And the murder charge
should be set aside.

That's up to my counterpart
on Staten Island.

My concern is something else entirely.

And what is that?

Quid pro quo.

One hand washing the other...?

Mattawin's earnings estimate.

It's your signature.

You traded it for a witness
who'd get you off the hook.

If you're implying she was
suborning perjury...

We know why you wouldn't
sign in the first place.

You knew that Mattawin

was using Tuxedo Hill to
"cook the books."

You tried to do the ethical thing...

Then along came this murder rap.

They offered to help you.

"Witness-in-a-can"...
as long as you signed this.

Elizabeth, we don't
have to listen to this.

No.

They're right.

We are such a crooked company,
we deserve to get caught.

I knew in my gut that
I hadn't killed Rob,

but I was desperate.

I was thinking of Jennie.

I called Jack Crawley.

I swear, I did not kill Rob.

We happen to believe you.

It's the mints...

the ones that you don't like.

The ones from the company jet.

We found the same wrapper
in your truck.

Somebody left it there.

The same somebody
who knocked you

unconscious outside
your nanny's house,

who rolled your car into the ditch...

Who stole the gun from your home...

and shot Rob Palnick.

They planted just enough
evidence to implicate you.

And just enough evidence to
form the basis for an alibi.

You were damned with one hand
and saved with the other,

just to get your signature
on a piece of paper.

Those sons of bitches.

But, we're curious as to the motive
of their financial shenanigans.

Was it to increase the value
of their Mattawin stock?

That wouldn't help them.
They have stock options.

They're locked in.

They can't sell them without
letting the SEC know.

And then that would start a run
on the company.

No, it had to be the bonuses.

They get bonuses every time
Mattawin stock hits a target price.

How much, these bonuses?

Walter Troy got 10.5 million.

Jack Crawley, 7.5.

Michael Gergen, 3.3...

for this, they killed Rob!

He never did anything to them.

What were they thinking?!

I doubt they gave it any thought at all.

We need to pry this murder
conspiracy apart.

Elizabeth Dawson alone
won't get us there.

Her credibility is tainted.

We need another way to
get to Jack Crawley.

So far he's been able
to insulate himself.

There might be one thing
he left flapping in the wind.

Apartment Of Karyn Milner
35 East 54th Street
Thursday, April 24

It's what I told you the first time.

She was in the bathroom,
she was crying.

She thought her boyfriend
was cheating on her.

Don't you people take notes?

Ms. Dawson says it never happened.

Why would I lie about
something like that?

To make her look guilty.

To give her a motive for killing
her boyfriend.

And why in the world would I do that?

Because your fiance,
Jack Crawley, asked you to.

Jack is the smartest, most
dedicated man I have ever met.

He built Mattawin into a winner

through hard work and
pure business genius.

Not to mention a little smoke,
a few mirrors.

If I had any doubts about Mattawin,

I wouldn't have invested my savings,

nor that of my parents,
into the company.

That's a cute dog.
Isn't it cute?

- What's his name?
- Ebit.

Ebit.

Is that because he's such...

an itty-bitty, little doggy?

No. Jack came up with it.

He said it's the first thing you
learn in business school.

It's short for "EBITDA"...

"Earnings before interest,
taxes, depreciation"...

"...amortization."

Look at this collar.
It's diamonds.

It's stunning.

Yes. Jack surprised me with it.

Well, he has excellent taste. / Yes.

But I nearly spoiled the surprise.

How's that?

I walked in on him when he
was ordering it on the phone.

Really? What did you hear him say?

I heard him say that he wanted
to buy a collar.

That's funny.

You heard him on the phone
buying a collar.

What's so funny about that?

He was ordering it from a catalogue.

Diamonds and dogs.
All the best friends a girl needs.

Crawley bought a lot of
collars the last six months.

He did?

We need material witness warrants
for Jack Crawley and Karyn Milner.

We're throwing them
an engagement party.

Well, I made it clear I was happy
to cooperate with your investigation.

The witness warrant was unnecessary.

It was the DA's idea.
What can I say?

Please, have a seat.

The questions that I have for you...

have to do with the way
Mattawin calculates earnings.

I don't know anything about that.
I'm not an accountant.

I don't understand what you need to...

What's Jack doing here?

Just listen, Ms. Milner.

...and about the questions being raised

on the way Mattawin calculates profits.

The District Attorney, and the SEC,

they'll all have their accountants,
and we'll have ours.

It'll be "dueling accountants."

And you're saying that
you don't understand

how Mattawin calculates earnings?

No, I'm saying that I rely

on what the accountants
and auditors tell me.

And they told me it was appropriate.

Don't you read your own
financial statements?

I'll let you in on corporate
America's dirty secret...

financial statements are
Rubik's Cubes.

Confusion and mystery
are built into the design.

They are meant to be inscrutable,
unknowable.

Then how does a guy like me know
what stocks to buy?

Ask your Aunt Minnie.

She knows as much as anyone.

The market is 20% perception,
80% emotion.

Do you think that high tech crashed

because people stopped
using computers?

No. It was fear.

It was a bubble.

My dear Detective, it's all a bubble...

the Dow, the NASDAQ,
the AMEX, it's all one big bubble

that floats on the dreams and
ambitions of every American.

It may contract, it may expand,

but it will never burst,

because of the ingenuity
of the American capitalist.

Wow, you've given me a lot
to think about, Mr. Crawley.

I'll be right back.

This is a smart man you're marrying.

I know.

Would you like to join him?
We're almost done.

Yes, I'd like to.

Have a seat.
We just have a few things to cover.

Ms. Milner heard
what you had to say,

and I imagine she had much
the same reaction as I do.

Your words...

filled me with confidence.

If I had money right now,
I'd buy Mattawin stock. Wouldn't you?

Without a doubt.

That's why you invested
your pension in Mattawin.

You work for a company,
you invest in the company.

- I'm sure all the employees did.
- Of course.

Because management
encouraged you to buy stock...

to lock in the pension plan
in the company's bright future.

Yes.

And you...

you own millions of dollars
of Mattawin stock options?

I don't keep track of their exact worth.

Ts-sss...

But you hold on to those stocks

because, you know,
you believe in the company.

And if you sold them,
you'd have to report it to the SEC,

and that would send a terrible signal
out into the investment community.

Yes.

And the only reason why you'd sell

is if you thought Mattawin was
in serious trouble... which it isn't.

That's correct.

Your fiancee told us you bought
a collar a few months ago.

A dog collar for her dog.

Oh... yes, no... of course.

You thought I was talking about
another collar, didn't you?

No, I don't... no.

It's another new expression
that I've learned...

"buying a collar."

Do you want to explain to
your fiancee what it means?

Maybe I should.

It means collaring your position
on your stock options.

It's a quiet way of dumping
your stocks

without sending up a flare as to
what you're doing.

It's something you've done
a lot of the last six months.

In fact...

you've sold all your Mattawin stock...

for a net profit of $73 million.

He didn't tell you?

Maybe he was waiting for
your wedding night.

You sold it all?

Karyn...

You told me to put everything
I had into the company...

everything my parents had.

And all this time you've been selling?

It doesn't matter.
We'll be married.

After he makes you sign a pre-nup.

You bastard.

You weasel!

You never even cared about me!

No! No!

He told me to lie to you about Elizabeth.

He set her up!

He said that she wasn't a team player!

A team player?

Yeah... the team was a lie.

A lie.

Well.

Put your hands
behind your back, please.

No, look, I can give you names.

Too late. There's the closing bell.

The Memphis people.
I can get you their names.

Jack Crawley, you're
under arrest for murder.

No... look, I'll give you Walter Troy,

and Michael Gergen.
Gergen knew!

Your trading days are over,
Mr. Crawley.

No! No, look,
you're going to need me!

And what can you offer to
make up for the misery

you prepared to wreak on thousands
of people who trusted you?

What fanatics do to us
with guns and bombs,

you tried to do with
an accounting trick!

Don't you think for a minute

that you deserve anything
better than they do.

I'm going to make
an announcement to the press...

and then I'm going to call my broker.

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