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We've been together for a while now.

You know me. You what?

He's the man you fell in love with. Whether he calls himself Asher Roth or

Major Roth.

I cannot believe you are invading Maggie's privacy.

How many times did you swear to me that your relationship with Maggie Zombrow

would never interfere with your job? Why are you investigating? We were looking

for your client. Maggie Zombrow, we have a warrant for your arrest for contempt

of court.

Come on, Maggie. It's a beautiful day.

You're out of jail. I could have walked out of here whenever I chose.

You cared about me?

Why didn't you try believing in me?

This is a plane ticket to Tel Aviv.

I'll be waiting.

You're going there?

That's just the way it is.

I'm... Here, sit around. Why can't you just listen?

What are you talking about? I mean, it's not like this is some big surprise.

Wait.

Put that down for me.

Come on.

Put it down!

Okay,

go ahead.

Meringe, coming through.

This is Peter Maxwell.

Assemblyman Peter Maxwell. Joe Maxwell's son. I'm kind of getting the idea you

think this is a big one, Bowles.

As if you're getting up this early to step over road apples and look at a dead

body isn't enough of a clue.

Excuse me, Mr. Gold.

The chief is ready to talk to the press and he'd like you there.

Solvent.

Aren't you glad to know it's that easy, Gaddis?

Politicians.

Oh, you guys are thorough. I'll give you that.

What are you going to do?

A dental impression of the horse?

Who found it?

Some groom.

Hey!

What are you doing here? Hold up a second.

Hey, you!

Hey, this the horse from the stall?

Yeah.

It's the victim's blood, aren't it? You're interfering with evidence.

Horses hate the smell of blood. I'm just washing the horse to make it more

comfortable. You want evidence? There's plenty in the stall.

You found the body?

Yeah. When I arrived at work at five,

I came in and I saw she broke loose.

So I looked in the stall. I called the cops. Did you know the victim?

Yeah. Well?

Yeah, I drank with them every Friday night, amigo. What do you think?

They would call. They would tell me when they were going to go riding. Who was

the other part of the day?

Senorita Packard.

I would get the horses out. I would groom the horses, saddle the horses.

When they finished, I would unsaddle the horses, bathe the horses, put them away.

They're very friendly, very personal, no?

Any idea who'd want to kill them?

No.

Of course, Senator.

Yes, yes, I appreciate that, and I've got my best people working on it.

Oh, feel free to check in any time.

Bye-bye.

President Clinton should be calling any minute now.

All due respect, Arthur, I am going to throw up if you tell me how politically

sensitive this case is. Well, there is a lot of pressure to produce a suspect.

Any ideas? If I had any ideas, you wouldn't be here.

Maxwell was a politician.

Anything there?

He was actually very well liked.

What about his family?

Father's a self-made millionaire. Many millions.

Wife? Girlfriend?

Fiancee. Also worth millions.

Yeah? Oh, yeah. Come on, Ellie.

Congressman Vash, how are you?

I'm gonna find a suspect.

Find me a suspect.

Yeah, how you doing?

She's doing good, too?

Did you note the applicable numbers there?

Yes.

That's it?

I work my butt off, and that's it?

You were expecting a rendition of Free at Last, Free at Last?

Bruce, you owed me $40,000 in legal fees. You paid it off. That makes your

future all yours.

So what are your plans?

Can't you just say it, Maggie?

Tell me I've done a good job. Thank me for the work I've done.

Thank you, Bruce. You've done a good job.

Clearly, that isn't enough.

I thought there might be more.

I loathe making assumptions which might be wrong.

Sometimes it's worth taking a chance.

If you're interested, Bruce, I'd like you to stay.

Thank you.

I would like to stay.

I've learned a lot from you, Maggie. I really have.

But if we're going to keep working together, we've got to set out some

ground rules.

I have withstood your Medusa stare.

I have endured the rake of your acidic tongue.

I have bent over when you've needed somebody to take it out on.

But no more.

You want a whipping boy, you get back with Cobb. Shall we stick to the

subject? I'm a good lawyer.

I'm loyal, and I want and deserve some respect.

Is that doable, Maggie?

Is that an emotion in your repertoire?

Yes, Bruce.

So what's your first case as an associate?

What are you doing dredging up the Robert Kime case?

One of the first cases I ever prosecuted. I met Kime in prison. He

told me he was innocent.

So it managed to escape your notice that they're all innocent?

It's a really lousy thing for you to say, Tess. I don't remember you being

this cynical when we were married.

I could say that marriage to you encouraged the process, but that would

be a cheap shot.

You put away the wrong man, Tess.

You could fit my whole place inside this guy's den.

Still have room for mine.

Where do people get money like this, anyway?

Oh,

the old-fashioned way. They inherit it or they marry it.

The fiancée.

Stephanie Packard.

You're supposed to get married in three weeks. Her dad's one of the ten richest

guys in the state.

Why can't I meet somebody like that?

What, I guess she's available, huh?

I'm joking, all right?

You want to interview her, Geddes?

No, you take it.

I'll cover Maxwell's office.

You know, you need to get out more, Earl.

Find yourself a girl.

Quit smoking.

Smoking may kill me, but it don't let me down.

Women have been messing with my head all my life.

How's Zombrow treating you?

Oh, last time we met, I got the very strong feeling she'd want to treat me

any way at all.

Sorry. But at least we got our work, huh?

Yeah.

Ain't life grand?

This is my daughter, Stephanie, Detective Cobb.

Hello.

Look, I can come back another time.

You've got to find him.

Anything we can do to help.

Have a seat, Detective.

I can still call the doctor, Steph, and get you a shot or something.

What have you got to... Mr...

What is your name?

Dickie Cobb.

Is that what people call you?

Mm-hmm.

Dickie.

I prefer Richard.

Do you have anything, Richard?

Well, they're still going over the physical evidence. I thought maybe the

two of you could help me.

How? Did Peter have enemies?

Not the murdering guy.

Stephanie, you were together with Peter last night?

Yes, we had dinner.

What time did you get home?

About ten.

I'd taken my own car, so I... I'd met him after work. I drove myself home.

Did he mention to you anything about going to the stables?

We mostly talked about the wedding.

I had to migrate, so I went home early.

Mr. Packard, you around?

Around and asleep, Detective Cotter. I wake very early and go to bed early,

too. Healthy, wealthy, and wise, huh?

I appreciate your help.

Thanks.

Will you... Will you find him, Richard?

We will try, ma'am.

Rich people, Tess.

I don't know, sometimes you feel like if they lose someone, they just turn around

and buy somebody new.

Oh, yeah, they have feelings, yeah, I know. They just have so many other

things that it's hard to know what they really feel.

So far, nothing.

Maxwell and his low-life brother, they didn't get along.

But so far, nothing that checks out is homicidal.

The only fingerprints on the murder weapon are from the guy who cleans the

stable.

You back in court with Bruce tomorrow?

Mr. Morality. Hey, it's nice to see Bruce find something that he believes in

besides Bruce.

He does believe in this one, doesn't he?

What do you think?

Knowing Bruce?

I'd say no.

But...

I don't think Maggie'd let him put up a case that didn't hold water.

You think you can win?

Oh, yeah.

Maggie's still very mad at me, but I think she'll get over it. Maybe next,

uh, 100 years or so.

You're still young.

I'm not that young.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye.

Well, things are back to normal, John.

Can't see the tops of furniture.

So what do you think? Come, bud.

Should I return her key?

I've never been in this situation before.

I've never exchanged keys with anyone before.

And there's a reason for that.

safer it's colder but it's safer tell

me girl what's in your heart just put your hand

in mine feel the storm is coming soon

and we're running out of time

strange weather

Strange weather.

We'll keep our love alive.

Strange weather.

He went against Reno on his owning thing.

He got Martin to clean up his dumping business.

Cost him both some serious dollars.

Well, check him out, Mr. Maxwell.

My people already did.

There's nothing there.

Your people?

I run a big business.

Tough business.

I have to know what's going on.

Pete was a good boy, Detective Cobb.

If people got hurt, it was for a cause that he believed in.

Anybody mention that Pete was about to break off his engagement with Stephanie

Packard? Nick.

Mother doesn't like to face these things, but it's true.

It's Pete's brother, Nick.

Detective Cobb.

I'm the unsuccessful one.

Still trying to find myself, but in all the wrong places, Detective.

That true about the engagement?

Not set in stone, but close.

Excuse me.

We've established a time of death at about midnight.

Why was Pete at the stable?

Well, I think he was lured there.

Maybe he was visiting his horse.

He didn't have a horse. He didn't even like to ride. That was... Stephanie and

her crowd.

Aristocrats, you know.

They laughed at the way Pete rode. I mean, even the stable boys did.

How about you, Nick?

You like to ride?

Hurts my insides.

And I hate dumb animals anyways.

He'll be staying around, right?

He's got no place else to go, apparently.

He didn't do it, detective.

My people already checked it out.

Tommaso's prints were on the pitchfork.

It's his job to shovel manure, I think.

Lopez also had several altercations with Peter Maxwell.

We know about what?

It seems to be mostly horse-related, but it is suggestive. What?

Last time I looked, mouthing off wasn't evidence of homicidal intent.

Peter Maxwell tried to get Lopez fired, and when he failed, he sicked the INS on

him. Now, it turns out Lopez was legal, but he could have held a grudge.

Right there, if that is all we have, we're not ready to arrest anyone.

But for you, good buddy, I will check again.

I understand you're matching jurisprudential wits with Ms. Kaufman.

Yes, Cliff, I am.

I've engaged Ms. Kaufman on numerous occasions, and I've gained some insight

into dealing with her in an adversarial situation. If you wouldn't take it

amiss, I'd be happy to advise you. I was married to her for two and a half years,

Cliff. It doesn't get much more adversarial than that.

Oh, yes, but, my friend, I mean, there are decided differences between problems

in the bedroom and problems on the bench.

Were you upset yesterday? You feeling better?

Writing's always been my safe place.

A place where I go for comfort.

Relationships with people are always so complicated.

Even with Peter?

No.

Peter was different.

That's why I said I'd marry him.

Brother Nick says Peter was thinking about canceling the wedding. Oh, that's

just Nick being piggy.

And I imagine he's the happiest man in Chicago.

Why's that?

Nick's family always gave him lots of money to stay away.

Peter convinced Mr. Maxwell to cut off Nick's allowance.

Nick either had to get a job or move back home.

I guess we can tell which one he picked, huh?

Is everything...

It's fine with you and Peter.

I was working on being less flighty.

He was working on being more patient.

Is it okay that we weren't part of it?

Here you go.

Yesterday I asked you about enemies.

Why didn't you mention Tommaso Lopez?

Tommaso? Yeah, he and Peter used to fight.

Tommaso is magic with horses.

He's just not very good with people.

Did you know that Peter tried to have them fired and deported?

That's what I mean about patience.

Peter always had to have things his way.

Bottom line is you gotta win.

I mean, the way they treated Ditko... Doesn't look like she's coming, Dickie.

You wanna talk about that?

She didn't call you?

It could be taken as a sign of ambivalence.

She doesn't strike me as rude.

No. No, she's not rude.

You mean she wanted to maybe come here, but she wouldn't let herself?

Well, there's lots of interpretations.

Only she knows for sure.

Why'd you come?

Don't know.

Sure you do.

I hoped she'd be here.

She really wanted to do this.

And you?

I wanted to sort things out with her.

Plus, I don't mind this stuff as much as I thought.

Well, you're here.

She's not.

Anything else on your mind?

I left the ball in her court.

We'd make a lot more progress if we assumed the ball was in your court.

Mrs. Yarlson was lying on the living room floor. Her throat had been cut.

We found no evidence of forced entry.

Leading you to conclude what?

That Mrs. Yarlson had opened the door to her killer.

Were forensic tests performed at the scene?

Yes, ma'am. We found samples of brown hair...

Similar to the defendants.

Nothing further.

Did you find a murder weapon at the scene?

No.

Any idea what was used to kill Mrs. Yarls?

Give me a second, okay? It's been four years.

Uh, no.

No, not really. No.

Find anything on Mr.

Kime's person, his car in his home that might have been this murder weapon?

No. Mr. Kime was related to Mr.

Yarlson, correct?

I believe.

He is.

He had been a guest in that house on numerous occasions, yes?

Yeah.

So, isn't it conceivable that the two hairs found on Mrs.

Yarlson's body, which matched the color of Mr. Kime's hair,

Might have blown there. Might have been picked up during the struggle.

I doubt it.

You found other hair at the scene, which belonged to neither Mr. Kime nor to Mr.

Yarlson.

Yeah. Any idea whose they were?

No. Could have been anyone's.

Could have been the killer's.

Nothing further.

Richard! Hi. Hello, Stephanie.

Everything all right?

I wanted to see you.

Remember something new about Peter?

Talking with you yesterday really calmed me down.

And I would like to buy you dinner.

Ah.

I appreciate it. I really do, but I'm pretty busy. Thank you. I've got a lot

to do.

Please.

My dad tried to instill all that work ethic stuff, but it never took.

I always knew that there was enough money to go around for anything.

Here you are, ma'am. Must be nice.

Oh, I used to do all kinds of crazy things. One time I took a friend to

Paris for lunch.

Hmm.

Didn't even spend a night, huh?

No wonder Tommaso mouths off to you people.

Money like that would feed his family for a month.

For six.

But Daddy always taught me that life isn't fair.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Right this way, please.

Excuse me a minute. Oh, Meg.

I went to therapy today.

So I heard.

And I called to tell Dr. Lewis we wouldn't be coming back.

Letting this go would be real stupid, Maggie.

I told Dr. Lewis that I would reconsider.

I'd like to see you later.

You sure your friend wouldn't mind?

It's business.

She was Peter Maxwell's fiancée.

Oh.

She looks deeply bereaved.

Well, that must be my soothing personality.

See you later, all right?

I like your shirt.

I spent some time in Cyprus, then knocked about in Iraq for a while.

No, just reconnaissance.

Besides, everyone wants Saddam alive.

It's more convenient that way.

You're a criminal.

Bail jumping?

It seems such a trivial offense.

I don't consider Nazi hunting.

A crime.

And apparently your government, as we thought it too, they are dropping all

charges against me.

I should be legal in a few days.

But for now, you are harboring a fugitive.

Mere curiosity, but what did you do with a ticket to Tel Aviv I bought you?

I burned it.

An expensive gesture.

I never thought it was symbolic.

Tess, I know I misled you about my identity and my work.

I understand why you're angry.

But what can I do to redeem myself?

Why do you want to?

Does that answer your question?

Wow, time travel.

We're back, pre-key.

You coming in?

That's an invitation, right?

As much of one as you're going to get.

I thought you'd be here a little sooner.

Well, it took a while to get, uh... Disentangled?

She's young, Maggie. She's confused. She's hurting.

You probably don't care about any of that.

Not particularly.

But then it's much easier making conversation than it is actually having

one.

You want your key back?

I should.

Meaning what? You don't?

I don't know anymore, Dickie.

I do understand that you and Tess are just doing what you had to do.

And what were you doing?

I was doing what I had to do.

I was doing my job, Meg.

And I was trying not to lose you.

It's a good line. Stop.

Don't do that.

Look, we cannot fix this if you will not talk to me.

You mean tell you how I feel? Yes, look, I know that's hard.

I thought I had made it abundantly clear.

Yeah, you lectured me on the sanctity of the law, your deep love for the sanctity

of the law, and how I had no right to interfere with your job. But when I did

my job, Maggie, I was wrong. I was the bastard.

That is bull.

Here.

Take your key back.

Let's end this thing.

Or let's try to solve it.

Is that a... Yes.

Yes, it is.

Can I think about this for a couple of days?

Absolutely.

Dearest Tess, thank you for last night.

A little ungallant, leaving before you awoke, but this way if you get a cramp

in your conscience and you decide to turn me in, you can't.

You won't know where to find me.

I'll be close.

Well, I think I'll call the SWAT team.

Have your place staked out.

Dangerous bail jumper like this. What?

Ambivalent? Tess, this guy snuck back into your country for you.

And you can't forgive him for lying?

I don't know.

You should.

Trust me on this one.

Maggie's deciding if forgiveness is in the Zombro nature.

Now, back to Mr.

Masai. Excuse me.

Miss Coffman?

Cobb, we just added motive to means and opportunity.

You're arresting me? Your fingerprints are on the pitchfork. You fought with

him. You hated him for trying to get you fired.

And you were seriously flagrante with his delicto.

Is that enough?

Oh, yeah, that should be enough for one of your white juries to convict a

Mexican.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say, Cannon, will be used against you in a court of law.

I wouldn't venture out too far here, Mr. Lopez.

You don't have to.

Well, you certainly hid the fact that you were sleeping with Stephanie Packer.

No one asked me. Well, now, perhaps he's not the kind to kiss and tell you.

We know that Maxwell was putting the INS on you. I'm still here, ain't I?

You want to tell us about that?

The dude, he can't ride. He fell off his horse, and he blamed it on me in front

of ten other people. Now, don't take that crap, okay? But it was just words.

He know about you and Stephanie?

That's where she ended it.

How long ago?

A month.

Make you mad?

Oh, come on, man.

I wasn't expecting to marry her, okay? I mean, I knew what the score was. We had

a good time. There was no hard feelings.

But with him out of the way... With him out of the way, she's gonna go marry

some other rich guy. I wasn't born last night. Come on.

Where were you the night of the murder?

Watching TV, sleeping, alone.

Is there anyone who can verify that?

No. Does that mean we trot him off to the electric chair now?

I want an indictment of this Tomasa Lopez.

All you're doing, one retrial, Arthur, I don't want another.

I don't think you will, Tess.

All the physical evidence points to him.

And he had multiple motives.

The way I see it...

I mean, this is ridiculous, Maso. Getting me out here on some phony

pretext about Stephanie's sick horse.

The other one's gonna be sick.

Hey, what are you talking about?

You know about me and Stephanie, right?

Yeah, a lapse on her part.

It's her bizarre fascination with the lower classes.

Yeah? Money or no money, you ain't nothing, all right? You're gonna leave

her alone, and you're gonna treat me with respect. Hey, hey, listen. Who do

you think you're talking to here?

You might have gotten away with this once, buddy, but tomorrow your job is

over. I'm not going to say nothing.

Okay, look.

Put that down, will you?

I got this.

Everything points to him.

You've just been a mean tail, Gold.

I don't buy Peter going down there at midnight to see about a sick horse.

It was for something else.

Like what? That's what I want you to find out.

What's the problem?

Maybe it's your agenda, Arthur.

Agenda? Yeah.

Keeping politicians happy so that they will invite you to their cocktail

parties. My agenda is solving this crime. Mine, Arthur.

Only I don't care whose alligator shoes get stepped on while I'm doing it, okay?

I will find you a killer, Arthur.

It might not be the one you want.

Cliff.

Oh, hi, Dick Todd.

How you doing on the muscle a little bit?

Well, I hardly think that would be appropriate. I'm trying to help you out

here, Cliff.

Help me?

Why? Because I don't think he killed Peter Maxwell.

Did you check out his friends, his acquaintances, where he was that night?

Well, I've been kind of busy.

Do it.

Soon. I will.

Thank you, Detective.

I thought things were working out fine.

It's because we never dealt with the problems our work presented.

I'm not going to quit my job. I wouldn't expect you to. I'm not confining myself

to civil cases. I didn't ask you to.

What happened between us, Vicki, is everything I have ever feared in a

relationship.

I let you in, I let you get close, and I got hurt.

I'm sorry if you got hurt, Meg.

But it's kind of a condition of living, okay?

There was enough pain all around.

Hi. Stephanie, what are you doing here?

How'd you find out where I live?

My father always said that if you use your assets, you can get anything.

It's not a good time.

Well, I hear that a lot.

Well,

I should probably get going. See you tomorrow.

Okay.

Goodbye.

Poor little rich girl.

She's got problems.

We've all got problems, Dickie.

Where were we?

I could have.

It's a simple lock.

But that would have been old.

May I come in?

Which... Which part of this plan are you objecting to, the sex or the vanishing?

Yes, I want a great deal more with you.

I'm happy to discuss what I can, but my superiors place a premium on discretion.

What do you do?

Intelligence, counterintelligence, anti-terrorism, depending on who you

talk to.

Terrorism.

Well, usually people who are trying to kill me.

I mean, that's fair, isn't it?

Tess, if someone asked, who is Tess Kaufman, would you say

a lawyer, a deaf woman, an American? You are many things.

But if you only said one of those things, does that make you a liar?

Well, it's the same for me.

I'm an Israeli.

I'm a Mossad agent.

I'm a bookseller.

And I'm the man who loves you.

What were you thinking?

I didn't want Tommaso getting in trouble.

You didn't think it would come out?

My fiancé was killed.

I wasn't thinking about what would or wouldn't come out.

Oh, that's stupid.

I mean, Peter knew about the affair, right?

How did he feel?

Well, he was upset.

But the thing with Tommaso was brief, and it was over.

So if Peter was willing to overlook it, go on with the wedding?

Had his feelings hurt.

But we worked things out.

How about Tommaso's feelings?

Tommaso was angry.

Angry enough to go after Peter?

You know, it's never occurred to me.

But now that you mention it... You people, you people. Does any of this

stuff matter to any of you?

I get it. I'm sorry. Look, I want to be normal, too, Richard.

Look, growing up like this, this is so unreal.

Do you realize that you are the most normal person that I know?

I think that's why I like being around you so much. Stephanie, I appreciate the

compliment, okay?

But let me tell you something.

You stopping by my place, stuff like that, that's got to stop.

I have got a murder to investigate here. If I need you... For anything more, I

will call you, okay?

If you say so.

Yeah.

Yeah, I say so.

It was maybe a couple of weeks since the murder. I'd been remodeling my garage,

turning it into a den, you know? So my truck was full of junk.

He lived near the Earlson's? Yeah, four houses down from him.

Anyway, I was at the dump shoving this stuff out. I come across this garbage

sack. Did you look in it?

Yeah. There was some bloodied sheets and a man's shirt with blood on it. I got

scared, so I just shoved it off the truck.

Then later I got to thinking about Robert, you know, and wondering if I'd

done the right thing. So I went to the cops and I told them all about it.

How did they react to this information?

They didn't give a damn.

Said they already had the killer. Weren't about to reopen a closed case.

Did you do anything after that?

Yeah. I went and told Robert's attorney about it.

He said he didn't think it would help any.

So you were never asked to testify at the first trial?

Nope. And no one ever looked for those bloody sheets?

I guess not, since Robert went to jail.

You're a witness, Mr. Kaufman.

You mind if I sit down, Detective Cobb?

No, go ahead, Cliff.

Call me Dickie like everyone else.

Oh, thank you, Dickie.

That's very friendly of you.

Just like your interest in Tommaso Lopez.

Very friendly.

Makes me feel more part of the family and all.

I mean, we all are part of the same family, wouldn't you say? Each of us

seeking truth and justice in our own way.

I don't know, Cliff. I'm just trying to pound down a little goulash here.

Um, it was very fortuitous you speaking to me about Mr. Lopez.

It seems he was with a couple of his friends at the time of the murder.

Why didn't he tell us?

Well, because they're illegals. He was trying to shield them from the

Immigration and Naturalization Service.

Highly noble on his part, wouldn't you say?

Nobility hadn't crossed my mind on this one, Cliff.

Will he talk?

Well, they're pretty rough. I think that they need some reassurance from the

other side.

I was hoping that maybe you, Would be willing to talk to him with me.

You do like butter on your roll, don't you?

Thank you.

Four of them, Gold. I talked to four of them.

They were with Lopez until one in the morning. Very illegal.

It doesn't make what they say illegal.

At least two of them risk being deported to testify.

Where do we go?

How about the fiancée?

You think she killed him? Maybe. Why not? She's a suspect.

She is kind of wacky, right?

So you are willing to consider the possibility of

coming back to me, provided I get out of my exciting line of work?

Yes.

Life isn't safe, Tess.

Even if I were an accountant, there's no guarantee I would get home safely.

What would make you comfortable?

All right.

I'll ask to be assigned to one of our consulates in the US.

Now, what are you going to do for me?

What? It's unlikely that job is going to be in Chicago.

We always come back to trust, don't we?

You offer me a little.

You would move wherever I'm stationed, and then you take it all away with this

constant litany about trust.

A pointer to me? It's important to me, too.

I had a job to do, okay? That job involved lying to you, but it's done.

I'm changing jobs.

I'm changing everything.

What does that mean?

It means I want to marry you.