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Ladies and gentlemen, you've been incredibly patient.

For the last two weeks you've heard witness after witness

say the same thing...

that Dave Travis,

world championship tennis player,

is a man of violent temper, that he is angry

and that he is unpredictable,

both on the court and off the court.

That Dave Travis is volatile, a poor loser

and holds grudges.

And, ladies and gentlemen,

that Dave Travis killed his archrival Victor Tomassio.

Victor Tomassio was also a top-ranked tennis player

and Dave Travis was determined to beat him

at the Tournament of Champions here in Atlanta.

Advantage Tomassio.

Out.

Game, set, match Tomassio.

5-7, 6-4, 7-6, 5-7, 6-2.

Dave Travis lost to his archrival.

And once again, he was furious.

But he wasn't furious just because he lost the match.

No, he was furious because he considered Victor Tomassio

a rival off the court as well.

Hold on, Tomassio, we're not finished.

Save it for next time, Travis.

Hey, come on, you guys.

You stay away from my wife.

Travis, you're crazy!

You hit on her every chance you get, you lousy creep.

Hey, come on, come on.

Hey, you come near Debbie again and you're dead.

A dozen people heard Mr. Travis threaten the decedent that day.

Among them, Gil McDevitt,

Peter Southcott,

Sarah McClain.

All professional tennis players.

All of them have toured with Mr. Travis for years.

And all of them have testified

that Dave Travis hated Victor Tomassio.

And there was the testimony

of the security guard Martin Polowsky.

Please remember,

the only other person

the security guard saw enter the room that day

was Carl Spivak... Hey, Victor.

Mr. Tomassio's coach. Come on.

Let's go.

You and Sarah got a match.

What's the deal, you...?

Motive and opportunity...

Dave Travis had both.

And the murder weapon, this weight...

You've all heard how it was found

in the back of Dave Travis' car.

Ladies and gentlemen, what more do we need?

Again, I thank you for your patience,

and I ask you to do one more thing.

Serve justice.

Find the defendant guilty.

Thank you.

Mr. Matlock.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

you have heard from the district attorney

that Dave Travis was angry,

that he doesn't like losing.

Well, I'm with him on that.

I don't like to lose either.

How about you?

And-and that, and that Dave Travis

took a punch at a man that made a pass at his wife.

Made a pass at his wife.

Well, I'm not sure that I wouldn't do the same thing.

How about you?

How about you?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Yeah.

As to the day that, uh, Victor Tomassio died,

the district attorney has said that Dave Travis

bludgeoned him to death with his hand weight.

Did anybody see it?

No.

Someone did see Dave Travis go in Victor's dressing room,

but what went on in there?

The district attorney doesn't know.

She wasn't there.

She can only suggest.

Well, I can do that, too.

And what I suggest happened in there that day

is something entirely different.

Dave Travis challenged Victor Tomassio,

promised to beat him

on the tennis court,

and left him very much alive.

As to the alleged evidence...

Anyone could have put that weight in Dave Travis' car.

Anyone.

This entire case is built

on circumstantial evidence so flimsy

it cries out for a verdict of not guilty.

I know that maybe some of you have formed a personal opinion

of Dave Travis based on his professional reputation.

I suppose that's human nature.

But justice calls for facts.

We're here to serve justice.

And to do that,

we must render a verdict...

of innocent.

Thank you.

Honey, everything's going to be all right, okay?

Yeah, yeah, all right, we'll see.

Okay. Thanks.

The jury was only out four hours.

Is that good or bad?

Oh, it's hard to tell.

I have a feeling it all boils down to how much they like you,

and whether they believe you.

Look at them.

A bunch of losers.

All together they won't make as much in their lifetime

as I made in the last couple months.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

The defendant will please rise.

We find the defendant, David Travis,

guilty of first degree murder.

That jury stinks!

The system stinks!

You stink, too!

I'm innocent, damn it!

What the hell happened in there, huh?

They didn't like you.

What's that got to do with anything?

I kept trying to tell you,

people who sit on a jury are just people.

And in cases like this

where the evidence is largely circumstantial,

they tend to go by their gut feelings.

And their gut feeling

was that you killed Victor Tomassio.

What do you want me to do,

walk into court every day and kiss a baby?

So nobody likes me.

I don't give a damn.

I didn't kill Victor Tomassio.

Well, I...

Well, why didn't you prove it?

Well, I'm sorry.

I-I really am sorry.

I feel terrible about it.

Good. Good, and you're going to feel a lot worse.

I told my wife to stop payment on your check.

Guard.

Michelle.

In here.

Michelle!

What?

We've got to find a way to get this case retried.

Okay.

Okay.

Any ideas how?

No.

But-But now that Dave's been convicted,

maybe whoever killed Victor will relax

and we can find whatever we missed the first time.

All the suspects we've investigated...

Sarah McClain, Peter Southcott and Gil McDevitt...

Will be playing in a tournament in Los Angeles next week.

Oh, I've got that Jefferson case.

I'll get a continuance.

You've had three.

I'm not involved in the Jefferson case.

I'll go to L.A.

Okay.

And I can take Conrad off the Jefferson case.

And he wasn't involved with Dave Travis;

maybe he'll have a fresh eye.

Sure.

Yeah.

I really appreciate this, Michelle.

Yeah.

You know, Dave Travis isn't easy.

He isn't nice.

He's a real jackass.

But he's right about one thing.

I hate losing.

Losing stinks.

Did you know he stopped payment on my check?

Jerk.

Jackass.

Well, Gil McDevitt is already here.

Sarah McClain and Peter Southcott

are due to arrive later.

Any one suspect hot?

Not yet.

Michelle, this guy, Dave Travis, has a mean temper.

And he did threaten to kill... What's his name?

Victor Tomassio. Yes.

You think Ben could be wrong?

Sure, it's possible.

Sure is.

I hope not though, don't you?

Yeah.

You see how he got me out here without packing?

No way.

You mean... Yes.

What you see is what I got.

No!

Stop.

No, you look nice.

Right, right.

You just stick around me a few days, you'll see.

Stop!

And... cut.

Looks like we, uh, just found Gil McDevitt.

Okay, everybody, that's a wrap.

Please, no.

Stay back behind the gate, please.

Come on. He's not coming out. Ladies, please.

If you don't stay back, you're gonna all have to leave. Go...

Please!

Unlocked. You can go ahead and take it.

Hello again, Mr. McDevitt.

Michelle Thomas.

What are you doing here?

Let's just say we're not totally satisfied

with the jury verdict.

You shooting a movie?

It's a commercial.

Oh.

Oh, you represent Avir Wear now?

Exclusively.

Ah.

Yeah, I had a pair of Avir tennis shoes once.

Never fit right.

Of course, that was back when they were

endorsed exclusively by Victor Tomassio.

Like I told you before,

I was in hydrotherapy at the time of the murder.

Alone in hydrotherapy?

You see these teenage girls over there?

They follow me everywhere.

When I'm in hydrotherapy, they're outside the door.

And if you think I could've sneaked out, killed Victor

and sneaked back in without being swarmed

by these crazed teeny boppers, well, forget it.

How much did you say Avir Sportswear pays you?

It's been in the papers.

One million very big ones.

You know, for that kind of money,

smart guy like you could figure out

how to elude a few teenage girls.

Good luck with the tournament, Mr. McDevitt.

Hey, brought you some books.

I don't want to read!

Dave, you're not dead yet.

We found out that... Gil McDevitt

approached Avir Sportswear

before Victor Tomassio was killed.

Now, is there any reason why this Gil needed a lot of money?

I don't know.

Now, I know

you're feeling kind of low.

Work on it.

Who is Louis Castille?

The guy calls himself a coach.

But he's a joke.

Why? What's he got to do with this case?

He's Gil's new coach.

Gil fired Carl Spivak?

Right after the trial.

Think it'd have anything to do with Victor's murder?

No. No, no, none.

You know why this happened, Ben?

The jury made a mistake.

No, no, no.

They couldn't wait to make this mistake.

You know why?

Because they hate me.

That's right. That's right.

Everybody hates me.

I'm too good.

I'm too talented.

I mean, they're like, they're like vultures.

You know, they can't wait to bring you down.

You made them mad at you.

Don't do that next time.

And you have some friends.

Hell, I'm your friend.

You're the man I paid $100,000 to,

and you got me convicted of murder.

Would a friend do that?

You stopped payment on the check, remember?

But that's okay; I like to earn my money.

And we'll figure this thing out.

I hate losing worse than you do.

Well, look at that.

Read your books.

And talk to, talk to the chaplain.

Yeah, talk to the chaplain.

Chaplains like everybody.

Hi.

Sarah, hi.

It's all right.

Hello, good morning.

Hi.

Uh, Sarah? Hey, could I just get your autograph?

Hi, I'm Michelle Thomas.

I know who you are.

I'd like to talk to you.

Could I ask you a couple of questions?

The trial's over. Thank you so much.

Well, uh, maybe later?

Excuse me. Forget it. Sir?

Bye.

You're terrific!

Yeah, they should be back in a minute.

Hey, Johnny, how you doing?

You said that to Ilie Nastase?

And lived to talk about it.

See, now I got to believe coaching somebody

like Gil McDevitt, that's got to keep you busy.

Suddenly, everybody wants me to be their coach.

But going to the bank, that's what keeps me busy.

See you, pal.

Enjoy your trip.

Thought you were gonna buy some new clothes.

Yeah, I did.

What do you think, huh?

Oh.

Went to one of those Laundromat places. Uh-huh.

They got this little room.

I went in. Yeah?

Read a couple of magazines.

Yeah, you're as good as new.

Thank you.

You were talking to Louis Castille?

Yeah.

I don't know what it takes to coach tennis, but I know

that windbag does not have it.

Mm, Peter Southcott.

Yeah, he and Victor were doubles partners.

He hated Victor.

Remind me.

Well, Peter Southcott's original partner

was his brother Philip.

Only, Philip was killed in an automobile accident

after the French Open in '84.

Victor Tomassio was at the wheel.

He wasn't charged with anything,

but Southcott never forgave him.

Why were they doubles partners?

They were good together.

And doubles is all Peter Southcott can play anymore.

Oh, oh, Ben called. He wants us to look into a house

that Gil McDevitt just bought here in L.A.

Don't tennis players have houses all over?

Yeah.

Not houses worth over a million

deeded to someone else.

Okay, everything's fine in the bedroom.

Down here in the living room...

Hello. I want you to put the big couch

right over there with a chair on either side of it.

Hi.

Hello, hi.

I'm Michelle Thomas. I'm an attorney.

Oh, what a cutie.

Hi.

How old? Six months.

Oh.

Alexander Timothy Matthews.

Hello, Alexander Timothy Matthews.

I'm Leslie Matthews. Hi.

Is something wrong with the paperwork?

Oh, no.

As far as I know, everything's fine.

Good.

You own this house and everything in it,

lock, stock and barrel.

It's a dream come true.

It's not every day someone's just

handed the deed to a house in Bel Air,

that's for sure.

Gil is one generous young man.

Is he a relative of yours?

Who'd you say you were again?

Michelle Thomas.

Gil and I have had dealings recently.

You think you'll be seeing him today?

I might.

Would you tell him I stopped by?

Sure.

Boy, you came a long way.

Everything make it in one piece?

We made it.

That's all that matters.

Hmm.

What are you doing here?

Ah, heard you bought a new house.

Thought I'd drop by and see how the other half live.

Yeah, I bought this house for my cousin Leslie here.

Oh. Your cousin.

Yeah, we're very close.

She just went through a ugly divorce.

Husband left her and the baby without a cent.

So you bought them

a new house and furnished it

and flew them all the way out here from, uh...?

Um, New York.

Well, the labels on these boxes

say they were shipped from Chicago.

Why don't you just leave?

All right.

But you must know that I am

gonna check into all this.

I met Leslie in a bar,

little over a year ago.

And I, uh, spent the night with her.

Just one night.

Six months later, I get this call from her

that she's-she's pregnant with my kid.

Says she's gonna go to the papers with the story,

and the blood test to prove it,

if-if I don't give her what she wants.

A one-way ticket out of Chicago and a furnished home in L.A.

Listen, if people found out I had an illegitimate son,

I could be out millions.

I mean, I had to go along with her.

Expensive.

Is that why you started hustling a contract with Avir?

I was just putting out feelers.

I had nothing to do with what happened to Victor.

Ask Leslie!

She was right there.

Hell, for that matter, you might as well ask Louis Castille.

What's he got to do with it?

Okay, the afternoon of the murder,

I was sitting in hydrotherapy, like I said,

except I wasn't alone.

Leslie showed up.

Said that she needed some cash.

Just enough to get by until the move to California.

So I give her everything I got, and she leaves.

Only, turns out, Louis Castille is in the next room

this whole time and overhears everything.

So he starts making threats.

Told you to, uh, fire Carl Spivak and hire him

or he'd go to the press.

Listen, I know I lied in this trial,

but there's no reason this has to go public, is there?

Do you mean, even though you fathered a child out of wedlock,

committed perjury, obstructed justice

and gave into blackmail, since you're not a murderer,

everything's okay, right?

Yeah, right.

Advantage Southcott.

Game, set and match, Southcott-MacArthur.

6-3, 2-6 and 7-5.

Congratulations.

Nice match. Ah...

Thank you.

Michelle Thomas.

I'm an attorney.

We met briefly during Dave Travis' trial.

Right.

So after playing doubles with Victor Tomassio

for almost a decade, what's it like being partnered

with someone else?

It's different, it's very different.

But, um, Victor's dead; I'll just have to get used to it.

Are you saying that Victor's death

is the reason you have a new partner?

Of course.

Well, why were the tournament officials informed

that you were playing with, um, Ted MacArthur

and not Victor Tomassio before Tomassio was killed?

All right, so Victor dumped me.

So what?

So why did you lie about it?

Victor said I was losing my game.

You want me to go shout that from the rooftops?

Excuse me.

Must have made you pretty mad.

Especially considering what happened to your brother.

I know you blame Victor for his death.

But Victor was your meal ticket.

Playing doubles with him was the only way you could make a living.

But when he dumped you, all that changed, didn't it?

You're way off base, lady.

Where did you say you were at the time of the murder?

Ask my lawyer.

Ms. McClain?

Yeah, that's me.

I'm all tied up in knots.

Especially my neck.

You are from Dr. Morgan's office, aren't you?

Tension... yeah, we'll get right on that.

Take care of that right now.

Harder.

I'm not made out of glass.

Okay.

Hey, I hear you won your first match.

Nice going.

Piece of cake.

The real competition starts day after tomorrow.

Yeah, see, that's what I figure.

You're playing Ingrid Jorgensen right?

Oh, you follow tennis?

Oh, my goodness, are you kidding me?

You people are my life.

Victor Tomassio was my main man, before he died.

Cat had a forehand like an MX missile.

I miss watching him play.

Can I ask you something? See...

I heard that you and, you know, you and Victor

were pretty good friends.

Yeah? Where'd you hear that?

I'm a masseur.

I mean, I was talking to Louis.

Castille?

Yeah. Can he talk?

Yeah, it's what he does best.

He was saying that you and Victor were an item.

We dated.

When I discovered what a jerk Victor was,

I stopped seeing him.

Whoo-hoo.

So you were pretty upset when he broke it off, huh?

Hey, I told you, I broke it off.

It was a relief.

But you went on playing mixed doubles with him.

Look, your job is to relax me, all right?

And you're not doing it.

So either massage with your mouth shut, or get out.

Okay.

Your cervical lumbar is now aligned with your vertical hole.

How'd it go?

She had a relationship with Victor Tomassio, all right,

and it did not have a happy ending.

When I talked to her before the trial,

she said she was in the women's dressing room

at the time of the murder... Alone, of course.

Hey, do you think she's strong enough

to fracture a person's skull with a hand weight?

Oh, yeah.

There's no doubt about that.

Let's call Ben.

Look, I want to get something straight here.

You're right, I hated Victor.

And yeah, I even thought about killing him...

I daydreamed about it... But I didn't do it.

Can you prove that?

I was in the steam room.

Look, don't you think if I'd have killed him

I'd have come up with a better story than that?

Not necessarily.

Not if you could frame Dave Travis.

No, uh-uh.

Dave and I were friends.

Look-Look, we roomed together on the tour

before he ever married Debbie. We were buddies. Ask him.

Ask anybody.

I could have killed Victor and never given it a second thought,

but I could have never done that to David.

Never.

♪ Chinatown, my Chinatown ♪

♪ When the lights are low... ♪

Eat-eat bean sprouts with the lobster.

It's delicious.

♪ Dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee ♪

♪ Dee-dee, to and fro... ♪

Did you sleep last night?

Some. Off and on.

Huh. Well, that's better than nothing.

Of course, sometimes when you sleep like that,

you feel like you haven't slept at all, don't you?

Yeah, right.

♪ Dee-dee-dee-dee, ump-pah-pah ♪

♪ Da-da-da-da-da... ♪

Hold it.

Why'd you bring this Chinese food in here?

Oh, I know about jailhouse food,

and I heard you like Chinese.

Eat-eat some rice with the pork.

I-I read... I read a piece on a Chinese fella,

lived to be 117.

Said it was because he ate rice three times a day.

Well, why aren't you having any, then?

I had Chinese last night.

So I thought I'd settle for a hot dog.

Trying to hold on to my figure.

♪ Dee-dee-dee... ♪

You think Peter Southcott would, uh, frame you for murder?

No.

No, no, he liked me.

He did?

Were you nice to him?

Not especially, no.

But he liked you?

Huh, that's good.

♪ Dee-dee-dee-dee... ♪

What about Sarah McClain?

Would Sarah kill a man for jilting her?

She played to win.

Oh?

Conrad and Michelle think it's Sarah.

Dee-dee-dee-da, Chinatown ♪

♪ Dee-dee... ♪ Hold it a second.

Why did you bring this ukulele in here?

Oh, oh, I stopped by Ray Templin's bar.

Ray plays piano.

We're trying to start a group.

I thought it would, you know, pick you up.

Make you feel better.

Well, it's not making me feel better, all right?

That's a shame.

Makes me feel better.

Dee-dee-dee-dee ♪

♪ Dee-dee-dee ♪

I'm gonna rot in here, you know that? ♪ Da-da-da... ♪

Maybe not.

♪ Dee... ♪

You know...

Maybe Sarah could have done it.

I believe I'll go down to the television station

and look at those tapes on her again.

I'm gonna rot in here.

Well, you won't rot today.

You just had a big Chinese meal.

Eat the rest of that rice.

♪ Da-da-dom, ba-ra-ta-ta ♪

♪ When the lights are low... ♪

You the guy who was in here last month watching this stuff?

Yeah.

So you already know who won.

I'm looking for something else.

Uh, can you find the mixed doubles match

that Sarah McClain and Victor Tomassio

were supposed to play later that day?

Here we go. Yeah.

Can-Can you freeze it right there?

C-Can you do that? Stop it? Yeah.

Well, I'll be. That's it.

That's it. That's it. See?

I knew it.

I just knew it. See there?

That's it. That's it.

Hello.

What time's checkout?

Ben?

Did I wake you up?

It's 5:30 out here.

Is that right?

What time is checkout?

Um, noon.

Well, you and Conrad come on home. You're done.

W-Why? What's going on?

You're right.

Sarah McClain did it. I just know it.

Well, do you have enough to move for a new trial?

Yeah.

But I need a hearing.

And for the hearing, I need her.

Oh, I'll just subpoena her.

Oh, no, I can't subpoena her while she's out of state.

You'll have to figure out something.

$50,000?!

Herb, you're not going to actually pay her $50,000.

You just dangle it in front of her

like a carrot on a stick.

Ben, I'm the president of Boldaun Business Machines.

I have stockholders to answer to, to say nothing of the SEC.

Herb, if you don't help me out on this,

then this woman, guilty of first degree murder,

is going to get off scot-free,

while an innocent man spends the rest of his life in prison.

Is that fair?

But I sure as hell don't want to give away $50,000.

You're not going to.

Just call Sarah McClain's agent.

Tell him you'll pay her $50,000

to come to your convention down here in Atlanta,

and give your top salesperson a tennis lesson.

What if her agent insists on a contract?

Send him one. Send him 20.

She'll never render services.

Therefore, you'll never have to pay him or her a red cent.

Swear?

Cross my heart.

Oh, I don't know, Ben.

Course, if you were to sign something

that said, uh, you'd, uh, make good any and all losses

Boldaun Business Machines should somehow incur

because of this little scheme of yours,

uh, then, uh...

A deal.

You're good for the whole $50,000?

Okay.

Hello.

Hi. How you doing?

Did you hear the news?

Yep, two sets: 6-4, 6-2.

Thanks.

Oh, no, Neil...

No, I don't think so 'cause I only have four days

for the Denver tournament, and I...

Fi... $50,000 for one day?!

Uh... where do I go?

The white zone is for

the immediate loading and unloading of passengers only.

Miss-Miss McClain.

No parking.

Did you enjoy the flight as much as I did?

Yeah, the flight was fine.

Are-Are you with the Boldaun Corporation?

Masters?

Yes. No, excuse me.

Subpoena...

Damn.

Your Honor, this is a defense motion for a new trial.

Your Honor, Mr. Matlock had his chance

to present his case at the time of trial.

If every attorney who was dissatisfied with the verdict

did what he's doing, we'd be here 24 hours a day.

Uh, Your Honor, we have

significant, newly discovered evidence

not available to us at the time of trial.

If this evidence had been uncovered and presented

to the jury, a far different verdict would have resulted.

Proceed, Mr. Matlock.

Thank you.

Uh, defense calls Miss Sarah McClain to the stand.

The first thing I want to do is

apologize for any inconvenience

this hearing has caused you.

I-I understand that you had to cancel an appearance

at the Boldaun Corporate Convention here in Atlanta

in order to comply with this subpoena.

That's all right.

Well, your misfortune is our good fortune.

Uh, had you not returned to Fulton County,

we'd never have been able to subpoena you,

and you'd have been out of the jurisdiction of this court.

Amazing.

It is... it is a coincidence. It is, it is.

Now, uh, even though this is, uh, just a hearing,

you are under oath.

You understand that, do you, Miss McClain?

Yes.

Now... it has come to my attention

th-that you and Victor Tomassio were lovers, is that right?

Yes. Were you

lovers at the time he was murdered?

No. Um, we had broken it off about a month earlier.

"We'd..." Wait-wait a minute. Wait.

You mean, he'd broken it off, don't you?

No, actually, it was a fairly mutual thing.

Oh, it was, huh?

Well, who are

Wade Willis and Sandy Roland?

They're my personal assistants.

They know you well?

Yes.

Didn't you tell them that Victor broke up with you?

All right, Victor broke up with me.

And that you were very upset about it?

Yes.

You lied just now.

No, I didn't lie. I-I forgot.

Come on.

Our relationship was over with.

I-I put it behind me, and I went on with my life.

And I forgot Victor.

I don't think so.

I think you were furious with him breaking it off

and humiliating you like that.

He did humiliate you.

And I don't think you could handle it.

And you didn't forget it, and so

you killed Victor Tomassio, didn't you?

No, that's not true.

Your Honor,

Mr. Matlock has not produced

one shred of evidence

newly discovered or otherwise.

Mr. Matlock?

Right here, Your Honor, if the court permits.

Go ahead, Mr. Matlock.

Thank you. Conrad?

Uh, just bring it... over here.

Well, hello, Doctor.

I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays.

How's the family?

Mr. Matlock.

Sir?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I forgot where I was.

I guess the mind is the second thing to go.

Mr. Matlock!

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Big Red.

Uh, I'm gonna show you a couple of videotapes.

Now don't worry. This won't hurt you.

This is a device we use often.

Now I want to show you this first one,

and you tell me who

these people are playing.

That's me and that's Eva Randolph.

Looks like the finals for the Atlanta tournament.

That's right, and you won, okay?

Now tell-tell-tell us what-what this is here in just a moment.

What's that?

The start of the final match for mixed doubles

at the same tournament.

That's right.

And that's a match that was never played,

because at the very moment that you were walking

onto the court, Victor's coach was walking into

his players' dressing room where he found

him murdered.

Were you in Victor's dressing room that day?

No.

At no time after you finished your singles match

between this and when you walked on the court

for the doubles match,

you didn't visit Victor's dressing room?

No.

Then... how did you get this?

That's an Avir wristband.

See, here in your singles,

you're not wearing an Avir wristband.

In fact, there's nothing on your left wrist at all,

but here there is.

Where'd you get that?

When I changed clothes for the mixed doubles match,

I discovered that I was out of clean wristbands,

so I used one of Victor's.

Oh.

Oh...

So...

you did

go to Victor's dressing room that day.

Oh, no, he gave me that wristband

while we were still dating.

Oh, no. No, no, that's impossible.

That's impossible.

See, Avir has a new logo on the wristband.

You see there?

Mm-hmm. It's so new

it's not even in the stores yet.

And the company didn't supply Victor with these wristbands

until the Atlanta tournament had begun.

And he was the only one permitted to wear them.

Now let's run through that again.

Were you or were you not

in Victor's dressing room that day?

Yes, uh... now I remember.

Um, I needed a wristband, so I used one of Victor's.

It's no big deal. I forgot.

You just lied again.

You were in Victor's room that day.

And did you plan it, or did it just happen,

that in your anger you picked up one of his hand weights

and hit him in the head with it? No!

And Victor, in trying to protect himself,

burned you with the cigarette he was smoking

on your left wrist?

No, that's not true.

You know, I almost forgot that.

I-I almost overlooked it because it seemed so odd

for a fine athlete like Victor Tomassio to smoke,

but he did.

And while you were killing him with that hand weight,

he was grinding that cigarette into your wrist.

No, he wasn't. And when you were

done killing him, you wiped your fingerprints

off the hand weight, covered it with a towel

till you could put it in Dave Travis' car,

and then you put on one of Victor's wristbands

to cover the burn.

I did not.

Yes, you did.

Trouble was, once you put on that wristband,

you couldn't take it off because if you did,

all that burned skin would come off with it.

But when you were alone, you did take it off.

And that's what happened.

It must have hurt like hell.

That burned skin coming... rrrkh...

And all it left was a kind of a... big, round, red hole.

There's nothing wrong with my wrist.

Perfect.

Perfect.

You remember that man I spoke to a while ago?

I thought I saw a little look of recognition.

Dr. Steinbeck does beautiful work,

doesn't he?

You want to tell the judge who Dr. Steinbeck is?

When you realized that that big red burn was gonna turn

into a big scar...

you went to see Dr. Steinbeck,

one of the finest plastic surgeons in the country.

And he fixed it up for you.

Now... you want to tell the judge what Dr. Steinbeck did,

or... do you want the good doctor to do it himself?

I'd just as soon not answer any more questions

until I talk with my lawyer.

Oh! So...

So, uh, now what?

Well, I've been offered a cool million

to write my memoirs.

I'm gonna name names, ruin reputations.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah. You know, like they say,

"Don't get mad, get even."

Yeah.

Come on, honey.

We got a lot of celebrating to do.

Thank you, Mr. Matlock.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you all.

Uh-huh.

Back to his old self.

Arrogant.

Yeah.

Did you get your check?

Oh, yes.

Dinner.

Yeah, okay.

Great, great. Yes.

Okay, I'll go home and change. What about you?

Fast as I can. I'm sick of these clothes.

You need some new wardrobe?

Oh, yeah.

Tomorrow morning we'll-we'll stop by

and see my tailor.

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