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Charlotte didn't leave a will.

But this place definitely
belongs to you.

Willard told me all about
your sister's evil ways.

What was Charlotte doing?

Tonight on Murder,
She Wrote...

Doc says heart attack.
That's good enough for me.

I heard you went to see the sheriff.

You shouldn't have done that.

I swear to God, she knows everything.

What if, uh, she decides to stay?

She won't.

She gonna have a heart attack too?

What's wrong?

Well, that wasn't me.
I thought it was you.

Watch it!

It was positively uncanny.

I've never experienced anything
like this before in my life.

I woke up in the middle of the night

with this overwhelming
feeling of sorrow.

Now, Charlotte and I haven't
been close for years,

but at that moment,

without a question of a doubt,

I knew that my sister was dead.

I am so sorry,
Mary Rose.

You know,
I had no idea.

This letter came from the town
where she lived in Oregon.

"Charlotte was murdered.

"Don't trust anybody in Eden,

"no matter who.

"Be very careful."

Here, Jessica.
What do you think?

It's unsigned.

But you didn't accept this
as any kind of proof?

Oh, of course not.

I placed a long-distance
call to Charlotte's hotel,

and the hotel operator told me that

Charlotte had died of a heart attack

and was cremated the very next day.

Now, I found that very suspicious.

Oh, Jessica, please come
to Oregon with me.

Wait. You've left me behind. Oregon?

Well, to investigate
Charlotte's death.

Lewis says it's very important

for my best interests to go at once.

Lewis? Lewis Framm, my attorney.

Rather, my attorney's son.
Oh, please, Jessica.

Mary Rose,
I'm sorry, dear, I can't.

I have got so much work to do at home.

Before you make up your
mind, talk to Lewis.

He makes a lot of sense
for someone his age.

Well, how old is he?
Thirty-two.

Waiter?
Check, please.

Well, if you have any doubts,

why don't you contact the Eden police?

Oh, I can't.
The letter said

not to trust anyone in Eden.

N-No one.

Well, I'm afraid
I don't share

your faith in that anonymous letter.

Watch it!

Oh, my Lord!

[Lewis] Attempted murder?

You must be joking.

I can assure you, Lewis, it's not funny.

I saw the expression on that man's face

when he stepped on the gas,

and he knew what he was doing.

That's crazy.

What did he tell the police?

Nothing.
Dead on arrival.

Lewis, when are you going to Oregon?

Tomorrow.

I'll rent a car in Eugene

and drive to Eden from there.

I wish you were going
with me, Mary Rose.

So do I. Believe me.

I'll make sure you get your fair share

of your sister's property.

Oh, I thought that
Charlotte lived in a hotel.

She did.
She also owned it.

We are talking major real estate.

Mary Rose, have you ever been to Eden?

No. Never been invited.

[Jessica] So no one there knows you?

I've never met any of
Charlotte's friends.

Jessica, what are you thinking?

That I could go in your place.

No, I can't let you do that.

Look. I don't believe in coincidences,

especially when they involve murder,

or attempted murder.

Now, that man behind the wheel

was determined to kill you.

Now, it's possible that he
didn't want you to find out

what had really happened to Charlotte.

Still, an impersonation...

Look, if Eden, Oregon,

is anything like
Cabot Cove, Maine,

people don't have much
to say to strangers.

But a bereaved sister...

Mary Rose, if they had
reason to try it once,

they might try it again,

and we can't have that, now, can we?

No, but it sounds so dangerous.

Oh, don't you worry.
I'll have Lewis with me.

[Jessica] Face it,
Lewis. We're lost.

Pull over.
I'll ask that woman.

Uh, pardon me.
I think we took a wrong turn.

I wonder, could you please direct us

to the Garden of Eden Hotel?

This hotel is a joke.

I think it's charming.

But then,
I'm partial to old houses.

I was hoping for a high-rise
tower of glass and steel.

The possible flagship of an
international hotel chain.

In Eden, Oregon?

They taught us to think positive
in my entrepreneur class.

We're talking major disappointment.

Can I help you?

My name is Lewis Framm.

I am an attorney with the law firm

of Plotkin,
Davis and Framm.

Well, you're probably
in the wrong place.

Nobody here called for a lawyer.

I'm not looking for business.

I represent
Mary Rose Welch.

Charlotte's sister?
Oh, Miss Welch...

I talked to you on the phone the
other day, when you called.

We were both real upset about Charlotte.

I forgot to introduce myself.

I'm Lila Benson.

Well, I'm so glad to
meet you at last, Lila.

Your sister was the
kindest, most generous,

sweetest woman
I ever worked for.

And she told me that if anything
ever was to happen to her,

that I'd be the one to take charge.

When exactly did she tell you that?

How long before she died?

Well, I don't know exactly.
I don't remember.

Well, I'm sure that Charlotte
was very fond of you,

if she trusted you to run her business.

I was like a daughter to her.

Would you like to see
Miss Charlotte's suite?

It's real nice.

Yes, I would like that.
Thank you.

Well, I need a room too.

Here?

Well, of course here.
Unless everything is full.

Well, I suppose I could
fix you up somethin'.

It might take a few minutes though.

Uh, why don't the two of you

wait in
Miss Charlotte's suite?

It's on the second floor,
first door to your left.

Well, thank you.

Hi.
Hello.

Hi.

Dr. Lynch.

I just thought you'd like to know,

Mary Rose Welch is in town.

She's here.

Looks like
Charlotte wasn't too crazy

about the 20th century.

You know, the decor of this room

reminds me of something,

but I'm not sure what.

How come we've seen
only one other guest?

Where are all the tourists?

Oh, Lewis, relax and sit down.

It's this room.
It, it spooks me.

Doesn't it bother you that
Charlotte probably died in this room?

No. The only thing that bothers
me is unanswered questions.

Perhaps you better try and get a copy

of her death certificate
from the courthouse.

As soon as I see if her will was filed.

Yes?
Excuse me.

I was told to make up the
room down the hall,

then I heard voices here.

Nobody's been in these rooms
since Miss Charlotte.

Are you the housekeeper?

Yes, sir.
Martha Neilson.

Well, Martha, it's my room
you're getting ready.

Your room, sir?
Yes.

And I'd appreciate it if
you could do it quickly.

I'd like to put my things
away before I go out.

Does the name Mary Rose
Welch mean anything to you?

You don't favor her much.

Did you know
Charlotte well?

'Bout as well as anybody in the world.

I did for her before she
opened this place.

Well, sometime we must have a
good chat about Charlotte.

Well, right now
I got my work to do.

Excuse me.

This place is very strange.

Hello?

Sorry to disturb you, ma'am.

Oh, hello, Lila.

Uh, you had a phone call
from Sheriff Landry.

It sounded kind of important.

Oh, why didn't you put it through?

Well, he just asked me to tell you

to come on down to his office.

Uh, Mary Rose, ma'am,

do you want me to keep runnin' the
place the way your sister did?

I see no reason to change, do you?

No, ma'am.

And Lila, where is the,
uh, sheriff's office?

Oh, it's down on Main Street. It's
the only one with a flag out front.

You will keep me
up-to-date, huh, Sheriff?

I'll do my best, C.J.

A man can't ask for more than that.

Oh, ma'am.
My condolences

for your sister,
Charlotte, Miss Welch.

Oh, thank you.

Come in, please.

For a stranger, he seems to
know a great deal about me.

C.J. Dobbs keeps his finger
on the pulse of the town.

I'm Howard Landry.
Please, have a seat.

Oh, thank you. I was a little
curious about your invitation.

Well, it was just that.
I hope you don't think

I had you summoned here,
Miss Welsh.

Well, it crossed my mind.

I told Lila to ask you to stop
by when you had a chance.

My deputy is home with the
flu. I'm kinda stuck here.

I wanted to express my
regrets about Charlotte.

She was one hell of a woman.

You were close to her?

Close enough to feel real bad
when she died so suddenly.

Well, of course, I was under the
impression that she had been ill.

Charlotte? The way she flew
up and down those stairs,

you'd never guess she had a bum ticker.

If it'll make it any easier,

Doc said that it was real fast.

She didn't suffer.

Well, at least she had
a doctor with her.

Yeah, Doc Lynch.

A real old-time country doctor.

Thank you, Sheriff.
It's a relief to know

that Charlotte died of natural causes.

Any reason to think she didn't?

Well, only the mysterious rush

to cremate her remains.

May I ask, by whose authority?

Doc's, I guess.

Does it matter?

Oh, my goodness.
How time does fly.

I have an appointment with my
attorney. Please excuse me.

[Landry] I hope I see you
again before you leave.

Oh,
I haven't made up my mind about leaving.

This is such a nice little town.

A few days ago, we didn't
even know she existed.

Now she's looming over us
like an avenging angel.

First I ever heard of an angel
with a New York lawyer.

Yeah, well, they're
both snoopin' around.

I'd like to know what the
hell they're up to.

Mary Rose is just crossin' the street.

Why don't you go down and ask her?

I knew it.

She's the spitting image of Charlotte.

I don't think so.

But then again, my vision's
not blurred by fear.

Now you boys better get a grip on
yourselves, and look on the bright side.

What bright side? She gonna
have a heart attack too?

Snooks, for God's sake.

No, a New York woman like
that's not gonna hang around

a one-horse town like this for long.

She'll look around, see what's in it for
her, and then she'll be on her way.

I give her about two days, at the most.

If we all keep our mouths shut,

she won't learn a thing.

Jessica, where have you been?

Well, I went to the sheriff's office.

Did you find out anything at city hall?

Oh, yes. But I'd rather
you see for yourself.

Oh, how nice!

It sounds as if the hotel
also provides entertainment.

That's entertainment.

Miss Mary Rose, you weren't
here at openin' time.

Now, I know you said you
didn't want any changes made,

so I figured that just
meant business as usual.

Is that okay?

O-Oh, I...

I was just a little surprised
that we opened so early.

Well, that's a courtesy to
our regular customers.

Some of them have to go home to
dinner before the kids go to bed.

Very thoughtful.

Mary Rose, we have to
discuss Charlotte's will.

Oh, yes.
Yes, of course.

Will you excuse us,
Lila? Oh, sure.

Is it always this busy?

You haven't seen anything yet.

And what did they have to say about that

in your entrepreneurial class?

Jessica, I'm afraid this
town is full of surprises.

Wow.

Charlotte didn't leave
a will. Are you sure?

If she did, it wasn't filed.

But this place definitely
belongs to you...

I mean, uh, Mary Rose.

Oh, Lewis, I'm not sure that
I can go through with this.

I mean, it's one thing to be Mary Rose,

but a madam?

Go away.

This is a private suite.

[Martha] Miss Mary Rose, are you there?

It's Martha.
Let her in.

[Jessica sighs] Lewis, the door!

I heard you went to see the sheriff.

You shouldn't have done that.

Why not?

A man like that can be dangerous.

Oh, but surely
I can trust a lawman.

Ma'am, listen to me, please.

Don't trust anybody in
Eden, no matter who.

I am listening, Martha,

and that has a very familiar ring to it.

Ma'am?

I read those words in
an anonymous letter.

You wrote that letter, didn't you?

I had to do something.

Miss Charlotte was gone,
and it wasn't right.

What happened to Charlotte,
Martha? What really happened?

I don't know.
I wasn't here.

I went down to Medford to visit
my brother and his family,

and when I got back,

Lila told me that Miss Charlotte

was dead and cremated.

She said, "Things are gonna
change around here."

And all the time,
I'm thinking if I'd only been here,

maybe I could have done
something to stop it.

Stop a heart attack?

There was nothing wrong with
Miss Charlotte's heart.

But on the death certificate,
Dr. Lynch said...

I know what he said.

You know something that you're
not telling us, don't you?

Miss Charlotte said she
had enemies in Eden,

and when she said it, she shivered.

[Lewis] Well, that's not much.

Well, there's something else.

It's empty.

[Martha] It wasn't when I went away.

Miss Charlotte kept some money, jewelry,

her private papers in
here, in a metal box.

Nobody knew about it except me.

Somebody did.

She wasn't only murdered,
she was robbed.

What sort of papers did she
keep in the box, Martha?

Well, she never showed 'em to me.

But I knew they were probably

deeds from real estate
that she'd invested in,

and Miss Charlotte's will.

No, she didn't leave a will.

Oh, she left one, all right.

You saw it?

I signed it, as a witness, in this room.

Me and Eddie Mackie.
Eddie Mackie?

Well, he works around here...
Odd jobs, mostly.

I don't where he is.
Too bad.

Lila probably knows where he is.

They're sweet on each other.
Two of a kind.

When did you first discover
that the box was gone?

As soon as I heard
Miss Charlotte was dead.

Well, I didn't want Lila to get her
hands on Miss Charlotte's things.

I don't suppose you told the sheriff?

Miss Charlotte paid
Sheriff Landry $1,000 a month

to look the other way.

How could
I tell a man like that?

Martha, I want you to give Lila

a message for me, if you will.

Ma'am?

Would you please tell Lila

to clear out all the gentlemen

from the house immediately.

And after she's done that,
to lock the front door.

Gather all of the ladies into the lobby.

I have something that
I want to say to them.

What are we supposed to do

for the rest of the
night, watch television?

Too bad all your favorite shows
are on Saturday morning.

Where's Mary Rose?
What's gonna happen to us now?

[Lewis] Ladies, may we
have your attention?

[Jessica] I have an
announcement to make,

and I... I do hope you won't
find it too unpleasant.

Out of respect for dear Charlotte,

I have decided to close down

the Garden of Eden...

For a three-day period of remembrance.

What a dear, sweet thing to do.

Sure, she can afford it.
But what about us?

Yeah.

Ladies, ladies, please, I...

I have given that some thought,

and I have decided to
give you all full pay.

But you're givin' away
the Garden's profits.

Oh, dear Charlotte would
have wanted that.

And since I am now in charge.

Does that mean you're stayin'
on to take Charlotte's place?

[Jessica] Yes, Lila.

I have been looking for a new
venture and a new home,

and I do believe that I have
found both of them right here,

in the Garden of Eden.

Landry.

Uh-huh.

Well, thanks for the call.

By the look on your face,

that call might be somethin'
I'd be interested in.

Might be.

Seems Mary Rose is staying in Eden,

taking over the family business.

Hmm.

[Landry] C.J.

Aren't you gonna say goodbye?

I think I'm overdressed for the
county recorder's office.

I need bib overalls and a
shovel for that filing mess.

Haven't these people ever
heard of computers?

Well, just keep looking.

I'll see you later.
All right.

- There she is.
- [Willard] Don't, uh, look at her, dear.

I'd like to tell her
what I think of her.

Don't make trouble, please, Dora.

Her kind isn't wanted 'round here.

I couldn't agree with
you more, Dora, dear.

Come.

I was sound asleep when
Charlotte called.

She was gasping for breath.

Obviously in trouble.

When I got there a few minutes later,

I injected her with lidocaine.

Then I took her here for oxygen.

Here? Isn't there a
hospital in this town?

Well, the office is closer.
It has everything I need.

Even so, I was unable to save her,
I'm sorry to say.

Poor Charlotte.

Did she suffer much?
Very little.

She was unconscious when I reached
her, and remained so till the end.

I was surprised that you
decided on a fast cremation.

Why not a funeral for
Charlotte's many admirers?

Well, it wasn't my decision.
It was Charlotte's.

Would you excuse me?

She, uh, didn't want to be,
uh, laid out in a casket,

for, uh, folks to see her
while she was dead.

I respected her wishes.

She was a lady. She was entitled
to that last bit of vanity.

Oh, I-I'm so sorry to sound
so confused about all this.

Well, I understand.

But how did Charlotte

ask to be cremated if
she was unconscious?

Uh, that was... That was earlier,
before she lapsed into a coma.

Oh, you mean on the telephone,
when she was gasping for breath?

A few days earlier, when she
was here in this office,

she mentioned the chest pains.

I told her she might have heart trouble.

That was when she made the request.

Uh, Charlotte was a very brave woman.

Oh, forgive me if I'm still confused,

but if you knew that she
had heart trouble,

why did you go to her when she called?

I mean, why didn't you
call an ambulance?

Much as I'd like to go on
talking with you, Miss Welch,

I'm afraid
I have patients waiting.

Well, thank you for seeing me, Doctor.

You've helped me more than you know.

I'll see myself out.

Dobbs.

She was here.

I swear to God, she knows everything.

Doc, take a couple of
aspirins and lie down.

I'll take care of Mary Rose.

You had a long distance phone
call, a Mrs. Fletcher.

Mrs. Fletcher? She said she was a
friend of yours, in the hospital.

Oh, yes!
Mrs. Fletcher.

She left a number.
Should I get her for you?

Please. I'll take it
upstairs in my room.

Well, I'm glad to hear
from you, Jessica.

But I don't think that you
should waste your strength

talking on the telephone.

Well, don't worry about my strength.

There's something
I have to tell you.

The police found a plane
ticket to Oregon

on the body of the man
that died in the crash.

His name was Eddie Mackie.

What's wrong?
Well, that wasn't me.

I thought it was you.
I was trying to tell you...

That there might be someone
else on the line.

Lila?

Lila, I need to talk to you.

May I come in?

It's your house.

What are you doing with that?
Give it back.

So that's Eddie Mackie.

So? What if it is?

I'm sorry, Lila. I understand
that you were very fond of him.

Yeah, I guess you could say that.

Two people working in a place like this,

fallin' for each other.

God, that's funny.

Why don't you tell me what he
was doing in New York City?

Charlotte was always sayin' how
one day I'd run this place.

When she died,
I thought it was mine.

And then you called, and I found
out Charlotte had a sister.

So you sent him to New
York City to find me?

No. I didn't even know
where he was goin'.

He just said he was gonna
make it work out for us.

If I'd have known what
he had in his mind,

I could've talked him out of it.

Eddie was a sweet guy, but he
wasn't exactly a rocket scientist.

He thought he was doin' me a favor.

Don't you mean a second favor?
What about Charlotte?

Eddie didn't kill Charlotte.
Well, then who did?

Well, n-n-nobody.

Charlotte died of a heart
attack. Ask Doc Lynch.

I did. And I'm pretty sure that he was
lying to me, just like you're lying now.

Charlotte died of a heart attack.

Why are you so afraid that
I'm going to find out the truth?

You just get out.
This is still my room.

[Landry] It could be important.
Depends on how you look at it.

Well, I look at it as a
deliberate attempt to kill me

by running me down with an automobile.

How do you look at it?

I look at it as something that should be
handled by the New York City Police.

But it started here in Eden,
with Charlotte's sudden death.

Now, I'm sure that Lila knows a great
deal more than she's admitting,

if only you would talk to her.

Why? What is she, a heart specialist?

Charlotte was murdered.

Doc says heart attack.
That's good enough for me.

But what if Doc Lynch
had a reason to lie?

Now look, it's one thing
to question my ethics.

You're attacking the integrity of one of
the most respected men in this town.

We're not talking about the same thing.

We're talking about a man who
saved my three-year-old niece,

who fell into a creek at
the Sunday school picnic.

He breathed life into her.

Is that a man who would have
something to do with murder?

Well, at this point
I really don't know,

and as far as I can see, you're
not inclined to find out.

Mm.

Ma'am.

C.J. Dobbs at your service.

Mr. Dobbs, we're not open today.

Well, so I've heard.

I heard about your
sentimental, costly gesture.

I'm not the businesswoman
that Charlotte was.

Well, I can appreciate how
rough it'd be to take over

a going concern in a strange town...

...not knowing who you're dealing with,

or what's expected of you.

You sorta have to feel your way around.

Mr. Dobbs, what do you want?
I want to help you.

I'd like to take this whole
shebang off your hands, hmm?

At a fair price, of course. You
want to buy the Garden of Eden?

Well, I also have a sentimental side.

See, the first time I
saw this place, my...

My daddy brought me here
on my 16th birthday.

Oh, boy.

What's your offer?

$100,000, lock, stock and barrel.

Well, I can speak for the
lock and the barrel,

but, uh, the stock will have
to speak for themselves.

Ma'am? Well, before I can
reply to your offer,

my lawyer and I will have to
look over Charlotte's books.

Mm. Well, it'd surprise me
if you could find any,

on account of the IRS.

But you go ahead and look around.

I never try to talk any of
my real estate clients

into doing anything
they don't want to do.

Well, I understand that Charlotte, uh,

had invested in some real estate,

but, uh, I can't seem to find the deeds.

And you won't.

Some time ago, there was talk about developing
some land for a big shopping mall,

to pull down some of
those tourist dollars.

Well, all it amounted to
was, was a bunch of talk.

I bought a couple of parcels for she and
I and, uh, hmm, had to sell 'em at a loss.

Well, she must have

gotten something out of this business,
Mr. Dobbs.

I can't imagine why a shrewd
businessman like you

would want to, uh, buy this enterprise
if it had never made a profit.

Well, ma'am, let's put it
this way. If you sold to me,

you'd be able to go back East
with a hell of a lot more money

than you had when you
came through the door.

Why is it that everyone is
so nervous with me around?

You know, Dr. Lynch trembled
when I spoke to him.

Well, poor old Doc.
He had his problems.

One of 'em was his drinkin'.

But I gotta give the man credit
for keepin' it under control.

But not before he killed
one of his patients.

That was in another state.

A man can't help but shake
with that on his conscience.

Well, you think about
my offer, now, hmm?

Because of Eddie and
everything that happened,

I suppose you're gonna want me
outta here real quick, huh?

Milk or lemon?
Milk.

I'll admit, I haven't exactly
been honest with you.

Sugar?

No, ma'am.

I even made phone calls
to certain people,

to let them know that you were in
town, and that you were gonna stay.

Lila, what happened the
night that Charlotte died?

If I tell you, can I stay?

Is that your bargaining chip?

Well, I'm not gonna beg, but
I'll deal. It's up to you.

It was real late.
About 3:30 in the morning.

I'd been asleep for a couple of hours

because the middle-of-the-week
business hadn't been that good.

Well, some noises down
the hall woke me up.

I thought it was a couple of drunk johns

that didn't have the sense to go home.

Well, I was gonna tell 'em
to haul their ash cans down

to some other dump,

but when I came out,
I saw that Charlotte's door was open,

and two men carried her
out, wrapped in a blanket,

one of her arms hangin' out.

She looked so white.

Doc Lynch was right behind 'em.

Who were the other two men?

Snooks Sitwell.

He was that professional
football player,

but he had to give it all up to come
back and run the family business?

He can be real nasty.
You ask some of the girls.

And the other one was

Reverend Willard Manchester,
the hypocrite.

And did they see you watching them?

Yes, ma'am.
Doc Lynch came over to me.

He told me that Charlotte called him.

She'd had a heart attack, and they
were takin' her to his office

for some kind of treatment or other.

What else?
Nothin' else.

They took her out, and
I went back to bed.

Lila, there's something else.

You're afraid to tell me something.

What are you leaving out?

Oh, Lord.

If they even thought I saw it...

Saw what?

It was a stain on Charlotte's blanket.

I'm pretty sure it was blood, Mary Rose.

You keep away from my husband.

But your husband was in the Garden of
Eden the night that my sister died.

He's a man, like any other, subject
to the weakness of the flesh.

Oh, I don't care about that. I want to
hear his version of what happened.

I know what you want.

Willard told me all about
your sister's evil ways.

You're just picking up
where she left off.

"Picking up"?
What was Charlotte doing?

Preying on the men of this town.

Using their secrets to destroy them.

Oh, Mrs. Manchester,

I just wonder how far you would
go to protect your husband.

Hope you never find out,
Miss Welch.

I've been lookin' for you.

Yes, Sheriff?

I got to thinkin' about your story.

Checked it out with the
New York Police Department.

You were right. Eddie
Mackie did try to kill you.

Yes.
In fact, he got real close.

Before he wound up breakin' his neck,

he ran you down and busted your leg.

That's why Mary Rose Welch is confined
to a bed in Mid-Manhattan Hospital.

Who the hell are you, lady?

[Landry] Okay, Mrs. Fletcher...

If I believe that story.

You found out

why Eddie Mackie tried to
kill your friend, Mary Rose.

Yeah, but that's only part
of... And that it had

no direct connection
with Charlotte's death.

You admitted that yourself.
Yes.

But it only means that she was
murdered by someone else.

Possibly one of the men
that she was blackmailing.

Blackmail?
Where'd you pick that up?

Dora Manchester, the minister's wife.

Well, she's not knitting with
both needles these days.

Always was kinda high-strung.

Who'd she say was being
blackmailed, besides her husband?

She didn't.

But I suspect there were at least
two others, possibly three...

A man named
Snooks Sitwell and Dr. Lynch.

You're not startin' out on
ol' Doc again, are you?

He's the closest thing
this town has to a saint.

Now, you said there were three
more. Who's the third?

C.J. Dobbs.
Dobbs?

Are you going to tell me
that he's a saint too?

He owns half this town.

He holds paper on most of the
buildings on Main Street,

and he had me appointed sheriff.

What else would you like
to know about him?

Why did he try to buy me off?

You keep springin' this stuff on me.

Why didn't you let me in on it before?

I can't imagine.

Unless it was the $1,000 bribe you
took from Charlotte every month.

I have never taken a bribe in my life.

That money went to the county
orphans and widows fund.

She wanted me to make
cash donations for her,

so she could remain anonymous.

That's the kinda lady she was.
You oughta know that.

I forgot.
You're not her sister.

It might be better if you didn't
tell anyone that right now. Please?

Is there anything else
I can do for you?

Yes. Tell Mr. Dobbs that
I'd like to have a meeting

with the men that I just mentioned.

Lady, I hope you know what you're doin'.

[Martha] Oh, Miss Mary Rose,

you can't close down the Garden of Eden.

Well, just suppose that I
had to close down, Martha.

Now, what would you do?

Well, like I told
Miss Charlotte,

there'll be plenty of jobs in town

after they open up that
new shopping mall.

Well, what about you?
What would you do?

[Jessica] Well, I think
that I could manage.

Oh, Lewis, I'm so glad you're here.

I think that I have a way

of making your research at the
county recorder's file easier.

Good. But first, a rose by
any other name, Mary Rose.

Oh, how beautiful.
Thank you.

I'd like to take the credit,
but there's a card.

Oh.

Secret admirer?

Hardly.

"You are cordially invited
to a meeting tonight at 9:00.

"C.J. Dobbs."

Interesting spot for a meeting.

[Lewis] I can't let you
go in there alone.

Well, I won't be alone.

But I'll be all right. But I'm
certain they'd be too intimidated

to talk in front of a
high-powered New York attorney.

Good point. But I'll wait
here until you come out.

That's very reassuring.

Miss Welch?

Come in.

I'm Glen Roy Sitwell.

I wish I could say it was a pleasure to
meet you, but I'm sure you understand.

This way, please.

Thank you.

Ah, Miss Mary Rose.

We've saved a seat at the
head of the table for you.

Gentlemen, after thinking it
over, I've decided that,

in spite of Mr. Dobbs's generous offer,

I'm going to stay on and take full
charge of Charlotte's enterprises.

Well, we're not exactly bowled over.

Just, uh, how much more
did you expect from us?

Well, first,
I would like to hear

what happened the night
that Charlotte died.

We sort of guessed you would.
Have a seat.

Thank you.

[Dr. Lynch] We, uh, talked it over,

and we're prepared to lay
it all out on the table.

And we warn you, if you
go to the authorities

with any of this, we'll
deny it to the grave.

Reverend, you start. You
were the one who found her.

Um, it, uh,

would be about, uh, 3:00 in the morning.

She was expecting me, to make a payment.

Blackmail payment?

She had something on all of us.

Her door was slightly open.
I knocked anyway.

She didn't respond.

So I opened it wider.
And saw her on the bed.

She was still alive. Barely.

She'd been stabbed.
I couldn't see any knife.

I couldn't leave her there like that.

I couldn't call the sheriff

without explaining what
I was doing in that place.

I finally used
Charlotte's private line

and called the one doctor
I could trust.

By the time I got there,
Charlotte was dead.

I knew if... Well,
I couldn't report a murder,

because it might bring
on an investigation.

If they found out about the
blackmail, we'd all be suspects.

I figured that C.J. was used to
handling difficult situations.

He'd know what to do.

Then it was you who
suggested heart attack?

I thought that was best.

And it was also your suggestion

that they should, uh, make enough noise

to wake up Lila,

so that they would have a
witness who would swear

that Charlotte was taken to
Dr. Lynch's office for treatment.

But she was brought here, isn't
that right, Mr. Sitwell?

Sure, cremation was my idea.

No stab wound, no murder,
no investigation.

But didn't it bother any of you

that Charlotte's killer was still free?

Anyone could have killed her.

Maybe somebody who worked there.

One of the girls.

Maybe one of her, uh, perverted clients?

Maybe a jealous wife?

Didn't matter who killed her.
He did us a favor.

See, our secrets went up
in smoke with Charlotte.

[C.J.] We thought we were safe.

That is, until you arrived.

Then it occurred to us that
we weren't safe at all.

But you weren't safe anyway.

You knew each other's secrets.

No, ma'am.
Nor did we want to.

Our own were burden enough.

Charlotte had a strongbox
under the floorboards.

I believe that it contained
a great deal of money.

Some of that money was ours.

If I'd have known that, I'd have torn
her place apart lookin' for it.

Well, someone did find it.

The box is gone.
What else was in it?

Oh, everything that she held
over you. All of your secrets.

Oh, dear Lord.

How do you know that?

Well, it's the sheriff's theory.

Sheriff Landry?
Yes.

He's certain that one of the
blackmail victims took it.

He is so certain that he has warrants

to search all of your homes
and offices for the box.

What if one of us did take
it and Landry finds it?

You can kiss all this goodbye.

We'll be through in this town.

I better be, uh, home in
case he comes tonight.

I, I wouldn't want Dora
to do anything foolish.

Yeah, well, the sheriff could
be here any time now.

Yeah, well, I say, let him
search and be damned.

I take it the meeting's over now?

Hurry!

Take me to a telephone.
I just lied about the sheriff,

and I have to let him in on it.

[C.J.] How'd you get in?

I got the key from the
night cleaning lady.

[Jessica] It had to be you,
Mr. Dobbs.

The sheriff kept insisting that
Dr. Lynch was practically a saint.

But you painted a different picture.

Well, poor ol' Doc.
He had his problems.

One of 'em was his drinkin'.

But I gotta give the man credit

for keepin' it under control.

But not before he killed
one of his patients.

That was in another state.

At the meeting in the mortuary,

Doc said that you didn't
know each other's secrets.

How could you know his unless
you'd seen it in the box?

I'll take that, C.J.

You touch this, and you'll
be lookin' for a new job.

Maybe. But I'm gonna look
in this box tonight.

Well, you were right about the money.

Well, from everything I'd heard,
Charlotte was a devout believer in cash.

[Landry] It's her will,
and some fat envelopes.

This is the blackmail stuff, C.J.?

Lynch, Sitwell,

Manchester.

Nothing for Dobbs.

That's because you weren't
being blackmailed, Mr. Dobbs.

But you found out the others were,
maybe the same way that I did.

With the new shopping mall
going up, you found it useful

to draw them together and
pretend to be one of them.

You needed them on your side.

You probably pulled the same swindle

on others in town that you'd
pulled on Charlotte.

You talked her into buying
a large parcel of land,

then you told her it was worthless

and pretended to sell it, at a loss.

Actually, you snapped it
up cheap for yourself.

Howard, are you gonna listen to
this fancy woman's guesswork?

Her lawyer found the evidence

in the county recorder's
office this afternoon.

Charlotte must have suspected
when Martha told her

the new shopping mall was
under construction.

That could be why she summoned
you to her room that night.

Charlotte must have accused
you of cheating her.

Maybe she threatened
to call the sheriff.

Angry and afraid of being
exposed, you decided to kill her

probably with the knife you
carry in your pocket.

Afterwards, you must have thought
about the blackmail material.

You reasoned that it would
probably be hidden

with her money, somewhere in her suite.

You found the box and carried it off,

a few minutes before the
Reverend Manchester arrived.

Howard, I can't believe

you're takin' the word of
this cat house madam!

I'm not. From what this "lady" says,

I'm gonna have to check your
pocket knife for traces of blood.

[Mary Rose] At last,
I finally know the truth.

Poor Charlotte, killed by a burglar.

That's pretty much the story.

Hmm. In the
Garden of Eden Hotel.

Oh, that name is so lovely and peaceful.

I hope Charlotte was happy there.

Oh, I'm sure she was.
It was her kind of place.

I've been thinking. The
Garden of Eden is my hotel now.

Why shouldn't I be happy?

I've decided I'm gonna go up
there and run the place myself.

Now, tell me the truth.

Do you think
I'll be any good at it?