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Good party, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, they always seem to have a good time.

Two olives here.

Okay, there you go.

See you in a minute.

He's over there down the hall.

Oh, I see him, thanks.

Hi. Hi.

Well, you did it again, Cal.

You expected otherwise?

Darling, she looks absolutely gorgeous in that color.

Darling! Hi.

Oh. Vodka martini, dry, two olives.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Well, if I had all of this,

I'd be willing to admit I was 40.

I'm going to go check on the champagne.

Excuse me.

Sweetie, all I can say is I wish I'd seen him first.

Thank God I did.

You know after Rick died, I never thought that I could...

But these past three years have been wonderful.

I have never seen you happier.

Mom also looks the best ever.

Tony Morgen, you are smooth.

Now, this handsome boy should be out enjoying himself.

- Who says I'm not? - Amazing.

Well, you know me, always comfortable.

Those things'll kill you.

You wish.

Party's going well, isn't it?

Yeah, yeah.

Mom's money makes everything go well.

I thought we had an agreement, Tony?

No arguments tonight.

Nothing to spoil your mom's party, okay?

What, me?

Nah, I wouldn't do anything like that.

You really think you got it made, don't you?

Just walking around here like you own the place.

You don't.

My mother does.

And you're just using her.

Let's get something straight right now, Tony, okay?

I love your mother.

For her money.

And I wouldn't do anything to hurt her,

which is why I have not told her what I know about you.

Oh, and what is that, Cal?

I was wondering where you two were.

Mom, hey! I was just coming to find you.

I thought maybe we'd have a little dance.

Oh, great.

Excuse me, Tony.

Bonnie,

I believe that's our song.

Next dance, sweetheart?

Yeah, sure.

Shall we?

Oh, that was the nicest birthday I ever had, Cal, thank you.

My pleasure, love.

Tell Tony the rental company is coming

to pick up the tables and chairs at noon today.

Tony was going to go to the club for a swimming workout.

Can't he go later?

Oh, I'd rather not ask him.

I'll ask him.

You'll order him.

And then he'll get mad and you'll argue.

And he'll twist you around his little finger.

He loves me.

When his father died, he took care of everything, of me.

He needs discipline.

Honey, I want you to reconsider military school.

No.

Absolutely not. You must.

For our sake.

For our sake, Bonnie.

Don't you see it's happening again?

We argue about only one thing... Tony.

Always Tony.

Don't you see, Bonnie, he's tearing us apart?

I love you and I think you love me.

I do. I want us to be happy, Cal.

I'll think about it.

Good.

I gotta go. Okay.

Mom! I thought you'd left.

No, Cal did, but I'm waiting for the rental company.

Could've asked me.

Well, Cal and I knew you wanted to go swimming.

I wouldn't have minded.

I really am trying, you know.

I know you are,

sweetheart, and I'm sorry it's been so difficult.

It's just you're here and Cal's there...

and I'm caught in the middle.

Look, about this family counseling.

You said you wouldn't go.

Well, I know, but I've been thinking

and I just want everything to be okay.

And maybe if Cal and I spent more time together,

things would work out.

Thank you, sweetie. Thanks.

Hi. Hi.

How are you?

This is a surprise.

We need to talk.

Sure.

Okay, just in there?

Sure, you bet.

I'm sorry about this morning.

Tony says that he's ready for family counseling.

Yeah? Yeah.

Uh, well, uh, Tony has said that before.

And if you remember, we went.

He never bothered to show up.

I know, but this time, he says that he wants to go.

He needs to know that we trust him.

I don't anymore.

So what, we just make him disappear?

We just ship him off to school, is that it?

If you want to save this marriage, and I do.

We've been through this so many times before.

When is it going to be resolved?

Bonnie, listen to me.

Our relationship can't last

with the three of us in the same household.

Open your eyes.

It's more than a personality conflict.

Tony lies.

Tony cheats. How dare you!

Tony's my son.

I'm not going to send him away.

You can't handle that...

then you can leave.

That's no solution.

I'll do whatever I have to, to protect Tony.

Even from you.

Mr. Ritter, I'm sorry Mrs. Ritter.

It's 5:00

and my ride's here. I just wanted to let you

know I was leaving.

I'll see you.

Here she is, Mr. Morgen, all washed and dry.

Thanks.

You have a good day, sir.

Uh, Mario. Hey. Yes, sir?

Thank you, sir.

You drive carefully.

I'm sorry to call you so late in the day,

but I need to cancel our meeting tomorrow morning.

I hope this isn't too much of an inconvenience for you,

but I've got a big deal going with some clients

from the West Coast... Hello?

Hold on. I'm here.

Hello?

Hi, Cal, it's Dan. Yeah, hi, Dan.

How're you doing? I've got to reschedule.

Is Wednesday okay? Uh-huh.

No, no, Wednesday will be fine.

I've got to go out of town.

Yeah, have a great trip.

Thanks. See you then. Bye-bye.

Hi.

Thought I'd drop by.

Table looks good.

What is that? Uh...

Is that oak?

Very nice. I like that.

I like the feel of wood.

Good.

You've got a lot of nice things here, Cal.

I should probably visit you more often.

I think it would be interesting to learn about your business.

Maybe we could work out

some kind of a part-time kind of thing?

Of course, I'd, I'd have to commute from military school,

so I-I probably couldn't, couldn't come every day.

You're not sending me to military school.

Oh, yes, I am.

No, no, I'm not going anywhere.

Well, you don't have any choice in the matter,

Tony.

Either you go voluntarily,

or I tell your mother

what I know. Yeah, and what is that, Cal?

For one thing, I should never have fired Shirley.

You stole this, didn't you, Tony?

And you stole everything else

that I accused Shirley of stealing.

What did you, uh, tell Mom about that?

Well, I told her I misplaced it and I just found it again.

But if you push me,

I'll tell her that you stole it.

The point is, Tony,

pawn shop records have your name on them.

And there is nothing that you can do to change that.

Case closed.

You're wrong, Cal.

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Yes?

Are you Mrs. Calvin Ritter? Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Bob Brooks, Atlanta Police.

There's been a fire at your husband's studio.

Oh, my God.

Is Cal okay?

I'm sorry.

Fire spread fast.

Your husband was dead

when we got there.

Oh, Cal.

Cal.

Oh, Cal.

Tony.

Tony!

Mom, what's going on?

What happened?

It's Cal.

He's dead.

How?

There was a fire in his studio.

Lots of flammable material around.

He was always so careful.

Yes, ma'am, I'm... I'm sure he was.

We have a reason to suspect arson and a possible homicide.

I'm, uh, sorry, Mrs. Ritter.

Uh, I know this is not the best time,

but I'm going to have to ask you

to accompany us downtown to the station.

Now?! I'm sorry,

but there's lots of questions that need answering.

All right, let me go with you. No, no, no, no.

You should stay.

Stay here and... and call... call Evie,

and I'll... I'll take care of...

things. All right. Okay.

All right.

I'll take care of everything.

I promise.

Ben, I don't understand what's going on.

Why am I here?

They think that Cal was killed.

Bonnie, they think it was you.

Me? Why?

What time did you leave Cal?

Uh... I don't... I don't know.

Um... ten after 5:00?

Couldn't have been earlier than that?

No. Um, the guard came in

to say he was going, and that was at 5:00.

And I-I left a few minutes after that.

The clocks in Cal's studio stopped at 5:15.

According to the fire marshal,

that means you were there when the fire started.

I'm, uh, sorry to have to do this,

but in light of the evidence...

Your presence at the scene

moments prior to the crime,

your lack of an alibi

at the estimated time of the fire

and eyewitness testimony...

I'm sorry, I have no choice but to place you under arrest

for the charge of murder in the first degree.

Oh.

Arson, huh?

No faulty wiring.

Everything seemed to be in order.

Yo, Ben.

Hi, Bob.

Glad I caught you.

What's up?

Well...

it's real embarrassing.

Uh... boys down at the station

were cataloging items that we took from the scene

of the crime.

There was a tape and a phone answering machine.

We played it down, and there it was.

Cal Ritter must have picked up

in the middle of his message

'cause his voice is there answering a call at 5:25,

which means someone set back the clocks.

Well, if my client's got an alibi for that time,

you might as well start dropping charges.

Yeah.

You know, uh,

wouldn't hurt to...

wash your car once a year.

I did.

March 31.

Huh.

Hey.

There's a lot of that going around.

Damn.

Now, let's see.

The electricity went off at, uh... uh, 5:15,

and-and that's when the police thought the murder took place,

but Cal answered a call at 5:25,

so all we have to know is where you were at 5:25.

In the car.

Well, did you make a call or stop at the house?

Uh-uh.

Got gas?

No.

Groceries, ice cream cone?

No, I-I just drove around.

I needed to think.

I'm sorry. I didn't go anywhere.

I didn't talk to anyone.

Well, the police will only have your word

that you actually left Cal's shop at 5:10.

I'm sorry.

I know you are.

I am, too.

It was worth a shot.

Ice tea?

Uh, Miss Malone, here let me...

Oh, thank you. Let me help you with that.

It's very heavy. Oh, it is, isn't it?

Thank you.

Where's-Where's the maid?

Oh, Cal, uh, fired her about two weeks ago for stealing.

Can you imagine, after eight years?

Shirley was stealing?

Well, Cal wouldn't have fired her otherwise.

I mean, he was the nicest man.

Huh.

You know, I just don't know what she's gonna do without him.

Huh.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

Hmm. Here.

Hi, everybody. Oh, hi, Tony.

Hi, Mr. Matlock. Nice to see you again.

Nice to see you. Uh, Miss Thomas?

Hi. I'm Tony Morgan. Oh.

I just want to thank you for all you're doing for my mother.

Sure. How are you, Mom?

Hi.

It had to be a robbery, Ben.

It's the only thing that makes sense.

Well, there was no sign of forced entry.

Did Cal seem worried

or nervous lately?

No, no. He was in a great mood.

He threw a huge party for Mom here at the house on Saturday.

No.

Uh, listen, Mr. Matlock, uh, I don't want

to sound rude or anything, but, uh, my mom's exhausted,

and she's been through a lot.

And I'm wondering if we can maybe

just do this another day, another time.

Oh, oh, certainly, certainly, certainly.

Bonnie, we'll, uh...

we'll see you later on. Okay.

I don't know, Ben.

I don't, either.

Cal Ritter didn't have any enemies.

He had one.

Shirley?!

Mr. Matlock.

How are you?

Just fine.

Uh, I guess you haven't heard.

I'm defending Bonnie Ritter.

I heard. Poor thing.

Maybe you could help me with something.

I'm late for work.

Get in. I'll give you a lift.

Thank you.

So, you worked for, uh, Mrs. Ritter for how long?

Would have been eight years next month.

Oh, a member of the family.

My family's at home.

Mr. Matlock. Hi.

How you doing? Okay.

My mom's not here.

I know.

Go ahead with what you're doing.

Yeah, I was, I was just helping my mother

go through Cal's papers.

You know, he wasn't very organized.

Oh, that's a big responsibility.

Yeah.

Uh, when my father died, I was only 13.

Um, but Mom and I did just fine.

It must've been very difficult for you when she remarried.

I was happy for her, Mr. Matlock.

I mean, uh... Cal was a great guy.

And, uh, he made Mom happy

and that's really all that matters.

Yeah. So you and Cal got along okay?

Oh, yeah.

I mean, we understood each other.

You never, you never fought with Cal

or spied on him and your mother?

"Spied"?

Where... where did you get that from?

From your housekeeper... former.

Shirley Taylor.

Shirley Taylor.

I'll tell ya, had Mom and me completely fooled.

As a matter of fact, it took Cal to figure her out.

You know what a kleptomaniac is, Mr. Matlock?

Yeah.

I used to know a fella

that pronounced that word "kleptominerac."

So, uh, Shirley was a compulsive thief?

Yeah. I know.

I mean, she seemed like such a nice person.

But, um, Cal mentioned that her lying and her stealing

was just a sickness, so... Ah.

Did you go to her home?

Uh, no. No, I was, uh, on my way there

and I saw her walking along the, the street going to work.

So I picked her up and gave her a lift... car.

So, anyway, tell your mother I stopped by.

Okay, well, let me walk you out. Okay.

Boy!

That's a beautiful car.

The man had good taste.

Yeah, he did.

Cal loved this car.

Um, I just, uh, I can't remember.

Uh, the day Cal died, uh, where were you?

At the club.

And you left about, um...?

Little after 5:00.

So that would, that'd put you home, what? - 30.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Was anybody in the house but you?

No, I was alone.

Oh.

Huh? You better have your car washed, Tony.

That could cause trouble later on.

You know, every time I saw Cal, he was wearing this jacket.

I had to talk Cal into buying it.

He said it was too expensive.

Sometimes people that are born and raised poor,

they have trouble spending money on themselves.

I told him he deserved it.

Where's the lighter?

"The lighter"? Yeah.

Was it valuable?

Antique, 18 karat gold.

It had the initial "B" in diamonds on it.

Ben, I'm telling you,

somebody broke in there,

and they robbed Cal and they killed him.

Well, there's the remains of Cal's watch.

That's an odd business that somebody would take that lighter

and leave this expensive gold watch behind.

When I think of some of the things I said,

I'll never stop being sorry.

Good afternoon, ma'am. Hi.

Oh, I'm not staying.

Actually, I need to talk

to whoever was working around 5:00

on Sunday the 15th.

Oh, not me, that's for sure.

Sunday's I kick back.

Oh. That'd be Mario and Eric.

Okay, either one of them around now?

Oh, they're due in an hour.

Hmm...

Well, I'll come back.

Thanks.

Have a good one. Thank you.

There was no sign of forced entry.

And in your experience, what does that mean?

Well, whoever entered was known by the victim.

The fire started sometime after 5:15.

And given the answering machine tape,

probably about 5:30.

Thank you, Captain.

Mrs. Ritter was still there when I left at 5:00.

She told Mr. Ritter to pack up and leave.

I've never seen a woman so mad.

Thank you. No further questions.

Cross-examine?

No questions at this time, Your Honor.

Due to the hour, this court will stand in recess

until 9:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.

Didn't expect all that.

Well, we didn't even start yet.

I'm not a bit worried, no.

Don't you be, okay?

Mm-hmm. What you need is to go home

and get some rest. Right.

Thanks, Mr. Matlock. Yeah.

Oh, Michelle?

You think you could see, uh, Bonnie, home?

There are a couple things maybe Tony could

help me out with. Fine.

Okay with you?

Yeah, sure. Okay.

Now, remember.

I do the worrying.

Reassure her.

Well...

Well, uh, I'll be honest with you,

it's not really going very well.

No?

No, uh... I mean, I appreciate you not wanting Mom to worry,

but you have absolutely nothing

to prove her innocence.

Well, that, that may be true.

And it's interesting that you think that.

I'm not saying that the D.A. isn't, uh,

doing the best she can.

And she does have a few credible witnesses.

B-But look at all the things she doesn't have.

There's no, no blood stains,

no fingerprints.

There's no physical evidence.

There's not one thing to directly connect

your mother with the fire or the murder.

That's a big problem. Hmm.

Juries like things obvious.

So you think Mom will get off?

Oh, yeah, she didn't kill Cal.

That's great. Yeah.

All right, see you tomorrow.

Okay.

Hey, Tony?

Tony?

Let, let me...

Uh...

Uh, see, it's not that

nobody cares who killed Cal.

As soon as your mother's acquitted,

the police will reopen this investigation.

And there's one thing about Lieutenant Brooks.

He does not give up.

Okay. Great. Okay?

Bye. All right.

Excuse me.

Oh, hey, Tony! Tony! Yeah?

Uh, I have something to ask you.

Uh, I just... uh, don't remember.

Um, the day Cal died,

what time did you say you got home?

Uh, 5:30.

Uh-huh.

Could it have been, uh,

you know, five minutes earlier

or five minutes later?

Uh, yes, yeah.

Uh... No.

It's interesting

how casual people are, uh, about time.

A person will tell you that he'll meet you at, uh,

8:00, and he shows up at 8:15.

You know that? Yeah, yeah.

As if, uh, you know, a few minutes on way or the other

doesn't make any difference.

But sometimes, that can be important.

Like we all thought

the fire started around 5:00.

'Cause that's what the killer wanted us to think.

How could he have known

that Cal would receive a call on his answering machine

and answer it personally at 5:25?

See?

So now, we believe the fire started later.

And somebody fiddled with the clocks.

So the killer, now,

has an alibi for the supposed time,

but not for the real time.

Hmm. Yeah.

I didn't know that. Yeah.

That's interesting. Yeah, well, I'll see you.

All right. Okay.

Uh, hey, Tony?

Tony, uh...

Sorry, just one other thing.

Uh, you remember this morning

when the guard was on the stand?

He said that, that Cal had, uh,

well, threatened to send you away.

Yeah.

Well, clear something up for me.

Uh, I found a pile

of military school brochures in Cal's office.

Well, there's nothing to clear up.

It's just that, uh, you know lots of families

send their kids away to boarding school.

It's something that Cal and I talked about.

Yeah, yeah, but here you are,

it's the middle of your senior year

and almost all the applications for college are in,

and it just doesn't make sense.

It didn't happen, so, I mean, you know,

you don't have to think about it.

Yeah, but... I mean, I do.

I think about a lot of things.

All right. Okay.

Listen, tell your mother I'll be by

a little after 6:00. Okay.

If you need any help, I'll be with you in a minute.

Uh, no, I'll...

I'll know what I'm looking for when I find it.

Thanks, sir.

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Is that Tony?

Tony?

Mr. Matlock.

Miss Thomas, hi.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing. Just, uh...

Are you burying something?

No, no! I was just, uh,

planting some roses for my mother.

You know, I promised her that

I'd do it and, uh, but I felt bad that I...

hadn't done it.

That...

looks like the sweater your mother was wearing

the day Cal died.

No, no, I think you're mistaken. Yeah, it does.

She was wearing it at the police station.

There's, there's something on there.

Give me that.

No, no-no. This... we have to keep this.

This is evidence. Yeah.

Please, can't we just make like it doesn't exist?

I wish we could, Tony, but we can't.

See, I was trying to help my mother.

And, and now, I've really just

gone and made it worse, huh?

Uh... looks like.

What are you looking for, Ben?

Same thing Tony was looking for.

Yeah...

How will you know when you find it?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Well, there it is.

What? See?

No, what?

Nothing.

Mr. Matlock?

Call your next witness.

Uh, yes, sir, Your Honor.

Bonnie, we've been friends for years

and I would never do anything to hurt you, but...

I have to go ahead with this.

I'm sorry. Oh, Ben.

I call Tony Morgen to the stand.

Now, you have told the police

that on the day your stepfather was killed

uh, after your swimming practice, you went home.

Are you sure

you didn't go someplace else?

Positive. I went straight home.

You didn't go by your stepfather's studio?

Uh, I said I went straight home.

Okay.

Okay, the reason, uh, I asked

was the day after your step-dad was killed,

I drove over to his studio.

And, uh, the street

in front of the studio has been resurfaced.

And, uh, my car got tar splattered on it.

Same thing happened to Lieutenant Brooks.

And when I saw that tar

had been splattered on your car,

I knew you had been there, too.

So when were you at your stepfather's studio, Tony?

Um, sometime that week.

I don't know. I don't remember.

Maybe I can narrow it down for you.

Uh, according to one of the parking attendants,

uh, Mario Ruiz,

he remembers washing your car that Sunday.

And the next morning,

you were driving your stepfather's Porsche.

So that means, the only time

you could've gotten tar splattered on your car

would be between the time you left your club

and the next morning

when you were driving your stepfather's car.

Well, uh, Mario was mistaken,

because he didn't wash my car that Sunday.

Oh, no, Mario wasn't mistaken.

For a very good reason.

He gave him a five spot.

You tipped him five dollars.

Money means a lot to you, doesn't it?

Having it, possessing it, holding it, buying things

with it, showing it...

It makes you feel important, doesn't it?

I don't see you, uh, turning your nose up

at money there, Mr. Matlock.

No, no, I like money.

Money's pretty.

It's green, it's got numbers on it.

Some of them go way on up yonder.

But you have to have a strong regard

for what money can and cannot do.

The trick with money

is to enjoy it.

If you've got it, 'cause a lot of people don't.

Lot of people.

But if you've got it, enjoy it.

Not need it to the point

that you cannot stand the thought

of being without it. That's...

How would you describe your relationship

with your stepfather?

We got along.

Even though your mother's life

was a constant struggle to try to keep peace

between the two of you?

Uh, no. We were a very happy family.

Why was he planning to send you to military school?

He wasn't.

Uh, we, you know, we had discussed it

and, uh...

he changed his mind

and decided it would be best if I stayed home.

Oh, I see. I see.

I see.

Uh, your mother,

your mother had a, a housekeeper

named, uh, Shirley Taylor, didn't she?

Yes. Yeah.

What happened to Miss Taylor?

Uh, Cal fired her for stealing.

Oh. And among the alleged items that she stole

was an antique gold lighter, isn't that right?

Maybe, yeah. She stole a lot of stuff.

B-But you are very familiar with that antique gold lighter,

aren't you?

I, I don't know.

She was a thief and I, I don't know.

Maybe she just pawned it, huh?

Could be.

What do you think it was worth?

Lighter, old like that... I, I don't know.

You know exactly what it's worth to the penny.

Because you stole it.

And you pawned it.

No, that's not true.

Yes, it is.

And then you framed Shirley

knowing that Cal would fire her.

And that gave you someone to blame your thefts on.

And you had been stealing from Cal for a very long time.

And you got rid of the only other person,

besides the family, who had heard the arguments

between you and your stepfather.

There were no arguments.

Shirley Taylor can and will take the stand

and say that you and Cal Ritter,

your stepfather, fought constantly.

And that you spied on your mother and him,

and that he intended to send you away.

My mother would not permit that.

I'm the man of the house.

Not after she married Cal Ritter.

Cal Ritter was the man of the house.

Cal Ritter took your place in the house.

You were no longer

central to your mother's life.

Cal was now taking her time.

Cal was now taking her attention.

She was buying him fancy sports cars,

watches... all the things she should have been buying you.

Things that were important to you.

She loves you, but now she had someone else to love.

And he loved her.

And he could take her into their secret room

and close the door.

Close the door on you.

And what's more,

that same man was planning

to send you away...

Send you away from your home.

From your mother!

Your Honor...

may I speculate for a moment?

Madam D.A.?

I hate it when he does that.

He tells these stories like he's spinning a web.

Now, where is the proof?

Proof. Proof.

All right, all right.

Your Honor? Go ahead.

Thank you.

That Sunday, when you left the club...

you didn't go straight home.

You drove out to your stepfather's studio

and there, the two of you had a hell of a fight.

Maybe about the military school.

Maybe about the fact that he had discovered

you were the one who was stealing and not Shirley.

Maybe he threatened to tell your mother what he knew about you.

But whatever it was, you knew he had you cold.

So you picked up something.

Maybe a piece of wood.

And you hit him.

You hit him hard and you killed him.

And then, to erase your tracks,

you set a fire.

Then, to give yourself a good alibi,

you set all the clocks back.

And then, in a final act of disregard,

you took that antique gold lighter.

The one Cal had found in a pawn shop where you

had pawned it.

I didn't kill Cal.

I didn't want to believe you had.

And I wish you hadn't.

But when I saw you burying your mother's sweater

that convinced me.

There are any number of flammable materials

that you could've poured on that sweater.

But you chose paint stripper.

Only the killer could've known

that paint stripper was used to start that fire.

You tried to incriminate your own mother.

You remember, uh... you remember the day

I found you going through Cal's papers on his desk?

I was helping my mother.

You were looking for a credit card receipt

that would prove that Cal had redeemed that antique lighter.

No, I wasn't. And you found it.

Probably burned it.

But you left the folder with the rest of the bills.

And when I was going through them later,

I found those credit card receipts

and they were all there,

except for the month of July.

But the credit card company was very cooperative.

And they gave me a copy.

And there it is.

July 18.

Cal bought that antique lighter back

from the Walnut Street Pawn Shop

where you had pawned it for $1,500.

So...

when Cal was killed, he had the lighter.

You mother saw it in the studio.

Harry the guard saw it.

But after the fire,

it was not in his personal effects.

It was not in the studio.

We searched...

200 pawn shops

till we found this lighter.

This is the antique lighter, isn't it?

With the letter "B" in diamonds?

Only the killer could've possessed

and pawned this lighter.

You couldn't stand to leave it, could you?

You couldn't stand not to steal it one more time.

Not when you could get $1,500.

Give it up, son.

The man from the pawn shop in Jacksonville

can identify you.

You shouldn't have married him, Mom.

He was going to send me away.

I had to do it.

You know, I had, I had no choice.

You understand that.

Don't you?

I'm sorry.