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Doctor, I feel I have to tell you that

this has to be my last session with you.

I got fired yesterday.

Look, what's the use?

I can't afford this sort of thing anymore.

Mr. Harris, do you really believe I'd stop seeing you now,

at a time like this, just because you couldn't afford it?

I think it's something we should go into in the next session.

Sure thing.

- Next Thursday at 4:00, right? - Right.

Dr. Rice, this is Nick Dine.

I can't make my 11:00 session tomorrow.

I'll see you next week.

Hi, Sam, it's Sarah here.

I'm just calling to let you know that the divorce is final.

I hope you like your new apartment.

If there's anything you need...

...And hit a grand slam homerun

- that has Red Sox on top five... - No.

We're in the ninth inning now,

the Yankees do have to face the ball with two men out, in the bat of Bucky Dent.

Bucky with three hits in the ball game, two to null,

has a chance to be another hero.

He is the first pitch to hit a...

Rick Ferrell is kicking hard with his right.

He leaps, grabs the ball, he grabs on to the ball, fall onto the ground, and...

Well, Bucky, it's not the '78 playoffs.

Wow, what a catch by Rick Ferrell,

which will take a sure victory away from the Yankees.

Dr. Rice?

My name is Brooke Reynolds. I was a friend of George Bynum.

I was wondering if could talk to you for a moment.

I promise I won't take much time.

Certainly.

Come in.

Sit down.

I was sorry to hear about George.

- When something like this happens... - Dr. Rice, George left this in my apartment.

And before I could return it to him,

I heard that he had been... That he was dead.

I...

I thought his wife should have it.

I don't know her.

I mean, I've met her once or twice, but...

What I'm trying to say is, I don't think she knows anything about George and me.

And I don't see any reason why she should be hurt by this now.

I thought if...

If you could return it to her and not mention anything about me.

I thought you could say that, he left it here in, in your office,

the last time he was here or...

Wouldn't it have been simpler if you had just mailed it to her?

Do you wanna talk about this?

Yes, yes. I need someone...

Excuse me.

- Yes? - Dr. Rice,

I tried to call you this morning, but there wasn't any answer.

I'm Detective Joseph Vitucci, Homicide Central.

I wonder...

- I'm terribly sorry. - Don't worry about it.

Can I pay you?

So stupid of me.

Could you step into the waiting room, please?

I'll be with you in a moment.

Here. Why don't you use this door. No one will see you leave.

I've got it.

Miss Reynolds.

Thank you.

Okay.

Dr. Rice. Joseph Vitucci.

Detective First Class, Homicide Central.

- How do you do? - I appreciate your taking the time.

It's all right.

Sit down.

- You're a psychologist, huh? - Psychiatrist.

All right, I-A-T-R-I-S-T.

- That's right. - Okay.

And George Bynum was your patient, huh?

Yes.

Now, how long have you been treating him?

Twice a week for two years.

And last time you saw him?

Thursday, the 22nd, 5:30.

Do you mind?

Okay. Now, anything happened, like, you know, threats,

attempts on his life, anything that he mentioned, you know?

No.

Okay, how about anybody he was having trouble with?

Nothing.

What exactly was it that you were treating the deceased for?

I'm sorry, that's confidential information.

Okay.

But if you think of anything that's not confidential,

I would appreciate it if you would give me a call.

Sure.

Listen, Dr. Rice. If I were you, I'd be careful for a little while.

What I mean is if I thought you knew something about George Bynum's death,

the guy that killed him might get the same idea.

January 4th: First session with George Bynum.

Referred by Jack Berger, 47, married, good health,

works at Crispins, the auction gallery.

He said the pre-Columbian statue on my desk was a cheap copy.

Told me I watered the plants too much.

Finally admitted he was having trouble sleeping.

I'm afraid I've really done it this time.

My assistant quit.

And I'd promised the job to a girl who works with me.

I mean, we'd been having a... You know?

Well, anyway, yesterday afternoon,

this woman came walking into my office.

I don't know why, but...

before I knew what was happening, I'd offered her the job.

Her name's Brooke Reynolds. She is very shy, very subdued.

I really am in a lot of trouble.

March 22nd.

Crispins is handling the Maddow estate.

He's a big collector of antiquities.

Mostly Archaic Greek and Coptic.

There's a lot of cataloging to be done.

Here.

Take it.

See, you can hold it, you can touch it, you can feel it.

- You don't have to be afraid of it. - It's so beautiful.

How long do you think it took him to make that?

Three or four days, I should say.

Now, here's a man who lived

500 years before Christ,

who probably didn't even know how to read and write,

who never went more than a few miles from beyond his village.

And yet he has made something that has outlived Caesar,

has outlived Lorenzo De' Medici, has outlived Napoleon.

And if you don't drop it, it will outlive you and me.

I am sorry I'm late. I got a call from a patient.

Oh.

- You're not dressed. - Mother, I'm sorry.

I just forgot all about it.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's supposed to mean "hmm," that's all.

It's not like you to forget Uncle Charlie's party.

- You're his favorite. - Got a lot of work to do.

- Sam, is something wrong? - No, I'm fine.

Have you

heard from Sarah lately?

Yeah.

She called to say the divorce was final.

Do me a favor, don't start that "hmm" stuff again, okay?

I'm in no mood for it.

Look, just tell Uncle Charlie I'm sorry I couldn't make it.

Come on, Sam. Uncle Charlie's not so bad.

Besides, how long is it since you've gone out and seen people?

I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I don't need a social director.

All right, Sam, what's happening?

I lost a patient.

What happened?

A guy named George Bynum. It was all over the Daily News.

- Stabbed to death. - That's awful.

You wanna know the truth? I'll tell you the truth.

I think he would have been better off seeing a priest or a rabbi.

Come on, Sam.

Instead of paying 75 bucks an hour

to a doctor who can't even hold his own marriage together.

Now, you listen to me.

I'm not talking mother-son, I'm talking shrink to shrink.

When a man's wife leaves him,

- after seven years of marriage... - Eight.

Eight years of marriage.

There's supposed to be some kind of emotional reaction.

He's supposed to feel a lot of pain.

He's supposed to feel a lot of anger.

It's not particularly pleasant, but he's got to go through it.

- But what... - But in my case,

I'm creating an elaborate system of highly structured activities

so I can avoid dealing with my own emotion.

But then there's nothing really new about that, is there?

Okay?

Just tell Uncle Charlie I can't make it, and I'll take a rain check.

April 15th.

I think George Bynum is in some kind of trouble.

At today's session, he was distracted and upset.

Listen, doctor.

Let me ask you a question, okay?

I mean, just hypothetically.

Now, what if

you found out

that someone you knew had actually killed somebody,

and because her family is rich, nobody found out about it?

Actually, I'm the only one who knows about it.

Except for you.

Anyway, what I wanted to know is if somebody

had done something like that before, killed somebody.

Is it likely that they would do it again?

Angelo?

Angelo?

Anybody out there?

Who's there?

Dr. Rice?

- What happened to the light? - I don't know.

Somebody must have pulled the wrong switch.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine. I'm fine.

The doorman said you might be down here.

I'm very sorry if I'm disturbing you, but...

I felt very, very badly about breaking that figurine

in your office this afternoon so I...

I brought you...

Come on inside.

Just a second, I'll get the lights.

Here, let me take your coat.

Oh, no, I can't stay.

I just wanted to give you this.

Here, let me. May I?

I hope you like her.

She's a...

She's a Tanagra.

They were terracotta figures, made in Greece in the third century BC.

She's very delicate.

This was probably a small bowl or a sheaf of wheat,

that she's carrying in the hand that's missing.

These little figures were placed in tombs

to keep the dead from being so lonely.

I gave back the watch. I didn't mention anything about you.

Look...

I think I know what you're going through.

I mean, when you lose someone you love, you...

If there's any way that I can help, not as a doctor, but just to talk.

You don't understand.

I didn't love George.

I don't know what he told you about me.

Well, it's late. I have to go.

If you change your mind...

All right.

You know, the more I could see of that new girl in the office,

the more I think that she's definitely your type.

And what do you think that is?

Stiff.

I mean, she's very tense.

One look at her and you know that what she really needs is a good...

May 19th.

There's something very bizarre going on with your little girlfriend, Miss Reynolds.

You remember, I had told you

that she'd moved into an apartment building right behind mine.

Which I find very significant.

Anyway, last night I was getting dressed,

to go out to have some dinner with some friends.

June 23rd.

George Bynum canceled his next two sessions.

He let me know that he was going away with his girlfriend.

Well, you haven't asked me about Brooke.

Aren't you curious about her?

Should I be?

I took a photograph of her.

Come to think of it, you never ask me about Brooke.

You ask me about my wife.

You ask me about my boss.

But you never ask me about Brooke.

Why is that, doctor?

You know, I think you're beginning to have a problem about her.

September 19th.

The patient reported a dream in today's session.

In the dream, he was walking down a wooded lane.

Yes, may I help you?

I have an appointment with a Detective Vitucci.

- Dr. Rice? - Yes.

Be right with you. I'll take care of this.

Let me get back to you on Monday, all right?

Okay, bye-bye.

Hi, I'm Gail Phillips. I was one of George Bynum's assistants.

- How do you do? - I'll show you the way upstairs.

- Have you been to Crispins before? - No.

Shall I give you the tour? It's a long walk.

- Why not. - All right.

Crispins is the oldest auction house in the United States.

It was founded in 1811, it's been in continuous operation ever since.

Crispins has branches in London, New York, Paris,

Geneva, Boston and Los Angeles.

We have an excellent Blue Cross program for our employees,

which covers full psychiatric benefits.

But I'm sure George Bynum must have told you about that.

Downstairs are the conference rooms, the auction room,

and the exhibition room.

Up here on the fourth floor, this is where all the slave labor takes place.

Quite a mess, isn't it?

My.

It actually all gets sorted out eventually.

Sorry.

Where do all this stuff come from?

Estates, galleries, private collections.

Actually, most of it comes from just ordinary people.

Now, once things get to Crispins, after they're receipted,

they're all sent to their proper department.

Sculpture to the sculpture department, and prints to the print department,

et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

And then about a week before the auction,

everything is sent downstairs into the exhibition rooms.

And the night before, it's all put backstage.

And finally, on the day of the sale, it's put up for auction and hopefully sold.

That's the end of the speech, the end of the tour.

The police.

Thank you very much.

I appreciate your coming over.

I know you're a busy man, I'll try not to keep you too long.

No problem.

Miss Wilson, yeah, please come in now, okay?

Thanks.

Yesterday when we were talking,

you said that the deceased came to see you twice a week, right?

According to this, Bynum was seeing you five times a week.

That's impossible.

Miss Wilson, how often did Mr. Bynum have an appointment with his psychiatrist?

Five times a week.

- Are you sure? - Of course I'm sure.

If that's all, I have a lot work to do.

Fine. Thanks, Miss Wilson. Please close the door.

We found out that Bynum was fooling around with at least one of the women here.

And I think he was using you as the cover.

And you're gonna ask me who that is?

And you're gonna tell me that's confidential information.

Since yesterday I found out a couple more things.

First, we're pretty sure Bynum was killed by a woman.

Second, since his wife was in Florida at the time, we know it wasn't her.

And third, the guys at Forensic came up

with a sort of psychological portrait of the killer.

And they think she'll try it again.

Doctor, I get the feeling you know a lot more than you're telling me.

- Wait a minute. - I don't know what you're trying to hide.

Wait a minute.

George Bynum was a patient of mine for almost two years.

And I'm just as much concerned about what happened to him as you are.

Dr. Rice.

I don't know what they can do to a psychiatrist who withholds information,

but I can promise you this for a fact.

You're gonna end up in a lot of trouble if you don't get yourself killed first.

Thank you for coming over.

- Yes? - Mom, Sam.

- Hi, how are you? - I'm fine.

Listen, why don't you and I have dinner tonight.

I thought I'd order in some Chinese, and...

All right, Sam, what's wrong?

Well, as a matter of fact, I got a little problem.

What would you say if I told you that I'd been to bed with your girlfriend?

You aren't curious?

Anyway, night before last, Brooke and I were working late.

Everybody else had gone home.

And...

I don't know why.

I guess, I just wanted to see what would happen.

I reached out and put my hand on the back of her neck.

She didn't make a move.

She didn't say a word.

And I kissed her.

And then I started to unbutton her blouse.

And I put my hand on her.

And she didn't make a move to stop me.

What did you tell the police about me?

Nothing.

- What's the matter? - Don't lie to me, please.

That detective had me in his office all afternoon.

- You must have told him something. - They're questioning everyone

- who worked with George. - No, no, no, that's not it.

He knew something else.

I could tell.

Brooke, I think it's very naive of you to think

that they're not gonna find out about you sooner or later.

Not if you don't tell them!

You're the only one who knew about us.

What is it you're so afraid of?

I was with him the night he was killed.

We, we had been having this affair, and I was trying...

I told him I'd meet him, one last time at the bar near Crispins.

He's...

It got very ugly.

And I told him that I never wanted to see him again.

And he laughed at me.

He told me there was no way on Earth that he would ever allow that to happen.

So I left. I just walked out.

He followed me, he tried to make me get in the car with him.

I wouldn't go. I walked home. I left him there.

I must have been the last person to see him alive.

When I woke up in the morning I saw the papers.

I couldn't believe it.

It was...

It was horrible.

I saw the picture.

This man that I thought I'd loved.

It was horrible, but you know what I felt?

I felt relieved.

All I kept thinking was...

I'm so glad.

I'm so glad he's out of my life.

Don't you think that there's something a little bit wrong with that?

I mean, with me?

First of all, let's get one thing straight.

You're not responsible for what happened to George Bynum,

just because you're glad he's dead.

And whatever you're feeling now, guilt, remorse, whatever it is,

it's human, it's understandable, it's something we all share.

Nothing wrong with that.

It's my mother.

I'll call you later.

And that's when he wakes from the dream.

Okay, let's have one last go at the traditional stuff.

- Box woman. - Green jealousy.

So we start by considering the possibility that we're dealing with a jealous woman.

Since George Bynum puts the box in his pocket,

I can only assume that he thinks he has some sort of control over the jealous woman.

Until something goes wrong and she gets loose.

What about the little girl?

Did he tell you why he was frightened of her?

He gave me the dream, that's all.

I can only think that she's some sort of displacement

- for the mother or the sister. - No, no, not at all.

We're probably dealing with a woman

who on the surface seems childlike and innocent,

but underneath is capable of extreme violence.

Sam, I still think you should go to the police.

With what?

What kind of evidence do I have?

A green box and a little girl who's mean to her teddy bear.

Come on, Grace, you know better than that.

Well, if you're not going to the police, why are you getting mixed up in this?

I told you before, I spent almost two years, two hours a week, talking to this man.

I wanna find out why he was killed.

Sam, you're not equipped to deal with this sort of thing.

If you don't look out, you're going to put yourself in a very dangerous position.

- Go to the police, please. - I'll think about it.

Sam.

Mom.

Do you remember when I wanted to quit school and play pro-ball?

When I got that offer from that Class A team, in Knoxville?

I called you up and I told you what I wanted to do,

and you got on the first train to New Haven.

- If you had really wanted to quit... - Really wanted to quit,

I wouldn't have called you, okay.

And you sat with me for six hours, and you let me talk myself out of it.

You were right and I'm not sorry.

I mean, I'm a much better shrink than I ever would have been a second baseman.

But I closed some kind of a door that day.

And I've been closing them ever since.

What I'm doing now may be irrational.

Maybe it is foolish.

But I gotta do it.

Oh, Sam.

Who's there?

Brooke?

All right, give me all your money.

All right.

Okay.

I've got about 50 or 60 here.

I'll take that, man!

Now look, I...

I know this sounds a little crazy, but...

I'd like to ask you a favor.

My wallet.

You want my wallet, don't you?

Master Charge, Visa, American Express?

Hey, look, man.

- You try something with me... - Oh, no, no.

I just want you to stay here, and watch me.

And make sure I get out to the park okay.

Okay?

Your coat.

What?

I want your coat, give me your coat.

You got it.

- Now, I ain't gonna tell you again. - All right.

Thanks a lot.

Personal effects will be returned to you as soon as Forensics is through with them.

About your coat, tough luck.

Now, would you mind telling me just what you were doing here?

I was having a problem with a patient.

Decided to go for a walk and think things out.

In Central Park?

You took a walk?

Well, I went a little further than I intended.

And somebody grabbed me, that's it.

You're kidding.

Murray, do me a favor. Call the squad and see what they want.

You got it.

Doctor, I think there's something here you don't understand.

Someone tried to kill you last night.

I don't buy that.

Look, a patient of mine was murdered for whatever reasons.

A couple of days later, by coincidence, I go for a walk.

I go into the park, I get mugged. The guy who mugs me, gets mugged himself.

He puts up a struggle, he gets killed. I mean, that happens every day.

First, the guy was killed because he was wearing your coat, okay?

Now, second, I just lost five bucks to this schnook,

because the pattern of the wounds is the same as George Bynum's.

And I got another 20 says she's not finished yet.

Who is it?

It's me, Sam. I've gotta talk to you.

Hi.

Mr. Chong, this is Dr. Rice. Dr. Rice, Mr. Chong.

Where were you last night?

I went back to Crispins and tried to do some work.

I called you about 11:00 or 11:30 and...

I went for a walk.

You were gone forever.

I called a couple of times.

It's a long walk.

It wasn't anything important.

- I was just wondering... - I was just... What?

You do this sort of thing regularly?

Oh, I have a bad back.

Mr. Chong usually comes at night, but today is his daughter's birthday.

When will I see you again?

My last patient is at 7:00.

There's a very important auction tonight at Crispins.

And...

And I'm going to be handling the bidding for an Italian client.

One of the pieces should go for over a million dollars so...

if you've never been to an auction,

maybe you would find it...

very, very...

exciting.

Sure it would be.

It starts at 8:00.

I've got a patient in about half an hour.

Sam.

Yeah?

Nothing.

Sam.

What did you want to see me about?

Nothing.

Dr. Rice?

Brooke asked me to watch out for you.

Would you come with me please?

I can't tell you how much Mr. Bynum's death has upset everyone around here.

This afternoon, Gail Phillips and I were talking about it,

and Brooke got angry and told us to shut up.

Doctor, I'm really very worried about her.

Well, Brooke is waiting for you in her office.

It's the one at the end. It's the only one with the light on.

- Well... - Thank you very much.

Bye.

- Hi. - Hello.

- How did you get up here? - Heather.

Heather.

Yeah.

I just came up here to get some last minute bids.

Brooke?

Are you there?

The auction's starting. You better hurry.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Crispins.

Tonight, we take pleasure in offering for your competition

this important collection of 20th century paintings

drawings and sculptures from the Alex Maddow Estate.

Everything is sold to you on an as-is basis,

and you're reminded that under the terms and conditions of sale,

as printed in your catalogs, there is a buyer's premium of 10 percent

added to the final bid price of each and every lot.

In addition, appropriate New York City and state sales taxes

will be added to your bill unless you're exempt by law.

And now I begin with lot number one,

this fine charcoal drawing by Henri Matisse.

And for this I suggest that we open the bidding

- at $10,000. - Yes.

- Yes, several places now. $10,000. - $10,000.

- $12,500. - $12,500.

- $15,000. - $15,000.

- $17,500. - $17,500.

- $20,000. - $20,000 here now.

- $21,000. - $21,000.

$22,000. Yes, it's your bid at $22,000.

- $23,000. - $25,000.

$25,000.

- $30,000. - It's your bid at $30,000 now.

It's against you now at $30,000.

$31,000. Any advance? Last call at $31,000.

- Sold. $31,000. - Card.

And here now is the October Still Life by Jim Dine.

And for this we should start the bidding at $20,000.

Yes, $20,000 at several places now. $20,000.

- $22,500. - $22,500 now, $22,500.

$25,000 on the telephone.

- $30,000. - $30,000 here now.

- $35,000. - It's $35,000 on right now.

- $35,000, it's against you. - $40,000.

- $40,000. - $45,000 here.

$45,000 on the right.

- $50,000. - $50,000.

- Fifty-five. - $55,000, it's against you, sir.

- $60,000. - $60,000 on the telephone.

- Sixty-one. - $61,000.

- $62,000. - Sixty-three.

$63,000. Yes, it's $63,000.

- Sixty-five. - $65,000 on the right.

- $68,000. - $68,000, $67,000, $68,000.

$70,000.

- $72,500. - $72,500 on the right.

Higher.

- Seventy-five. - $75,000.

$80,000.

$80,000, gentleman on the right. $80,000.

It's against you...

This is the last call for $80,000.

Sold to the gentleman on the right with $80,000.

This is dumb.

Yes, madam, I have your bet.

$350,000 on the right now.

$360,000, all right.

$380,000.

$400,000, yes, $400,000.

$425,000.

$450,000.

Against you, sir. Any advance, last call.

$450,000.

A painting by Jackson Pollock.

And for this, let's begin at no less than $250,000.

$250,000, $250,000.

- $300,000 now, $300,000. - $325,000.

- $325,000. - $375,000.

- $375,000 on the right now. - $400,000.

- $400,000. - $425,000.

$425,000.

$450,000 on the telephone now.

- $500,000. - $500,000. $500,000.

$550,000 on the right.

$750,000 on the telephone now.

- $750... - $800,000.

$800,000 against you on the telephone.

$800,000... $850,000.

$900,000. $900,000.

$950,000. On the aisle now at $950,000.

$975,000 on the telephone now.

- Eighty-five. - $985,000, all right.

$985,000.

It's against you now, it's $985,000. It is here in the room.

$985,000 against you on the telephone.

- $1 million. - $1 million.

$1 million.

It's against you, sir.

At $1 million then.

The bid is on the telephone at $1 million.

Any advance?

Last call at $1 million.

Will you say $100,000?

$1 million.

Any advance?

The bid is here on the telephone at$1 million.

Is there any advance?

$1 million. It's against you, sir, on the aisle.

$1,100,000.

$1,100,000.

It's against you now on the telephone at $1,100,000.

Any advance?

Against you on the telephone now.

The bid is here in the room in New York at $1,100,000.

- Last call. 1,100... - Two.

$1,200,000.

The bid is on the telephone. $1,200,000, fair warning.

It's not your bid. The bid is on the telephone.

It's not your bid, sir, at $1,200,000.

Any advance? Last call.

Last call. $1,200,000.

Sold. $1,200,000. Thank you, thank you.

And now let's move on to lot 57, the painting by Léger.

And for this...

May I have my keys back, please?

- Miss Reynolds, you all right? - Yes, Leo.

Would you lock up for us? We have to get back downstairs.

Goodbye, doctor.

Out for another walk?

I have a friend, he gave me an invitation.

You're working late.

Found a guy this afternoon, a bartender.

Said Bynum was in his place the night he was killed,

with a woman, and they had a big fight.

She went running out and he followed after her.

So I thought I'd bring this guy here, see maybe if he can make an identification.

Who knows, maybe we'll get lucky, eh?

I hope so.

Down, sir?

No.

Next, we have lot number 84 the painting by Lichtenstein.

Who will start the bidding at $20,000, at $20,000?

Yes, $20,000 right here now. $20,000.

- $22,500. - $22,500 in the rear now.

- $22,500. - $25,000.

- $25,000 now, $25,000. - $27,500.

$27,500 now.

$30,000 on the other side now. $30,000.

- $35,000. - $35,000 here now.

- $40,000. - $45,000.

$45,000. $45,000.

- $50,000. - $50,000, yes.

- $55,000. - $55,000.

- $60,000. - $60,000 on the right now.

$65,000, your bid, sir.

- $65,000. - $70,000.

$70,000.

- $72,000. - $74,000.

$74,000 then, sir.

- $76,000. - $76,000, that's in the rear.

$76,000.

Last call at $76,000, fair warning.

$76,000.

- Sold at $76,000. - Card.

And the next lot is number 85,

the Matisse ceramic plaque.

And I would suggest that we start this one at $5,000.

$5,000, yes, several places at $5,000.

- Fifty-five. - $5,500 in the right now.

- $6,000. - $6,000, gentlemen's bid at $6,000.

- $6,500. - $7,000.

$7,000.

- $7,000. - Seventy-five.

$7,500 now.

$8,000. All the way in the rear now. Yes, sir, it's your bid.

- $8,000. - $8,500.

- $8,500, yes, $8,500. - $9,000.

$9,000.

$10,000, yes, I see you, sir. It's your bid. $10,000.

- $11,000, ladies bid. - $11,000, ladies bid.

- $12,000. - $12,000.

$13,000. Yes, it's the gentleman's bid in the back now.

$13,000. ls there any advance at $13,000?

Yes, I have your bid, it's $13,000.

Yes, sir, it's a fair warning. It's your bid, sir.

Yes, it's your bid at $13,000.

- $14,000. - $14,000, now at $14,000.

$15,000, again the gentleman's bid at $15,000. 15,000.

Any advance?

$15,000, it's the gentleman's bid at the rear of the room.

Are you bidding, madam, or just waving?

Last call at $15,000.

- Sold, yours, sir. $15,000. - Card.

Gentlemen by the column.

And now for the last item in tonight's sale...

Here you are, sir.

Would you wait just a moment, please?

For this we should start at $10,000. $10,000.

- $10,000. - $10,500.

- $10,500 on the right now. - $11,000.

$11,000 now. $11,000. It's against you now, $11,000.

- $11,000. - $12,000.

$12,000, again on the right.

- $12,000. - $13,000.

$13,000, we have $13,000.

$14,000.

$14,000. Yes, all right. It's your bid at $14,000.

- $15,000. - $15,000.

Would you give this to Miss Reynolds, please?

- $16,000. - $16,000 on the right now.

$16,000.

$17,000.

- $17,000. - $18,000.

$18,000. $18,000 on the right again now, $18,000.

It's $18,000 against you, sir. $18,000.

The bid is on the right at $18,000. It's $18,000.

$18,500. All right, a new price, $18,500.

$18,500.

$19,000. $19,000. It's the gentleman's bid again.

$19,000. $19,000.

$20,000. All right, $20,000.

Any advance? Last call at $20,000.

$20,000.

Sold at $20,000.

That concludes tonight's auction of important paintings, drawings and sculptures,

part one of the Alex Maddow collection.

Thank you all very much, ladies and gentlemen.

Your purchases are ready downstairs.

And remember that part two of the Maddow Estate sale

will continue tomorrow morning here at Crispins

with important Greek and Roman antiquities.

You've been a wonderful audience. Thank you all again. Good night.

- Miss Phillips? Excuse me. - Oh, hi.

- Can I talk to you for a moment please? - Sure.

I'm trying to locate Brooke Reynolds. She was gonna meet me here half an hour ago.

- Do you have any idea where she is? - Haven't seen her since the sale.

- Did you try her apartment? - Yes, she's not there.

Well, you might call her tomorrow morning at work.

She gets in between 9:30 and 10:00.

Wait a minute. I've gotta talk to her, it's very important.

Oh, she's gonna kill me.

Her parents have a house out in Long Island. She goes out there sometimes.

- Where? - It's in Glen Cove.

- It's on Wood Street or Wood Lane. - Okay, thanks.

Brooke?

Anybody here?

Miss Phillips?

Oh, my God... You scared me to death.

I'm sorry to bother you this late.

I was wondering if I could talk to you for a few minutes.

Well, it's important.

It's about Miss Reynolds.

Sure.

You wanna come up?

How did you find me?

What's-her-name? Your friend that works with you.

She told me you might be out here.

All right, it was wrong for me to go through your desk.

I'm sorry about that.

I mean, I can understand how you feel.

How can you understand how I feel if you don't know anything about me?

You're right.

I don't know anything about you.

But I know this much, I know the police think you killed George Bynum.

What do you think?

Do you think I killed him?

No.

But you're not sure.

Listen to me!

On account of you, I'm an accessory to something,

I don't know what.

I'm withholding evidence, I'm obstructing justice.

I'm gonna get my license revoked if I'm not thrown into jail first.

And on top of that, I've just spent $15,000 for a painting I don't even like.

That's the man in the clipping.

That's my father.

Sam, I don't know how those things got into my desk.

- All that happened a long time ago. - All what?

My father's death.

What happened?

This house belonged to my mother.

I grew up here.

They separated when I was very little.

But I remember...

Well, that's when she started to drink.

Anyway, I was 16. I was away at school when...

they called and told me that she finally drank herself to death.

They didn't say that, but...

That's what it was.

I remember I felt...

nothing for her.

No remorse, nothing.

After the funeral, my father came, and took me back with him to Florence.

I lived there for two years.

And it was the happiest I've ever been in my whole life.

Then, on my 18th birthday in June,

I came into my inheritance.

They had all the lawyers flew over, and lots documents to sign.

And in and among all these papers there was a...

a letter that she'd written to me, not long before she died.

In it, she said...

She said she'd always loved me.

And she was sorry that I hadn't known that.

She told me, my father...

had turned me against her and that that had broken her heart.

She said he never loved her.

He just was interested in her money.

And she said, he never loved me either.

That he only pretended to as a weapon against her.

She said she was afraid for me. She said...

I should be very, very careful of him, that he would do anything... for the money.

So I was supposed to...

I was supposed to go back that afternoon, and sign all these papers, but I couldn't, I...

I didn't. I went to a chapel that was near us and...

Just to be alone, but there were a lot of tourists there,

so I went up into the bell tower.

My father followed me.

He was very upset. He wanted to know what was in the letter.

I wouldn't...

I wouldn't tell... I didn't wanna see him. I just wanted to get away, but he...

He wouldn't let me so I showed him the letter.

He was shaking.

And I remember, the paper was shaking as he read it.

When he was done, he folded it up very carefully,

and he gave it back to me.

And then he made a joke, about my mother.

That...

That she was probably...

drunk when she wrote it or something like that.

Then he smiled at me.

And I knew that she was right about him.

He came towards me with his arms out.

I suppose to embrace me.

But the look on his face, it terrified me.

I shook him off, and he got very angry.

He grabbed me and he pushed me against the barricade.

I tried to pull away, but that made him furious.

And he held me hard against this rail,

and I was sure that it was going to give way.

And then I thought, "That's what he is trying to do."

"He's trying to kill me."

And I got wild, I just, I...

I twisted myself around and I hit him as hard as I could.

He fell backwards.

I guess he must have lost his balance, the whole railway broke loose,

and he went down, and he said my name.

But I couldn't move.

I just couldn't move.

They said he died instantly.

I just don't...

There was...

some scandal,

at first, but it never...

There wasn't even a formal inquest.

Everyone knew how much we loved each other.

And you kept this buried?

- Until you told George Bynum? - No, no, I never told George this.

But he knew.

Yes, he did.

How?

I don't know how.

I don't know.

When I explained to him

that there was no use in our seeing each other anymore,

that's when he told me he knew all about it.

He threatened me.

He said he would bring it all up again.

I couldn't, I couldn't bear it.

- And that was here in this house. - Yes.

- How did you know that? - Because Bynum had a dream.

And this house was in the dream, and so was the person who killed him.

In the dream, Bynum comes to this house late at night.

He enters a room where all the furniture is covered with sheets.

Against a far wall is a large Oriental cabinet,

like the one in your office.

Inside, there's a green box.

He takes the box and puts it in his pocket.

He sees a little girl sitting in a chair.

She's holding a stuffed animal.

She reaches across and pulls out one of the eyes.

The animal starts to bleed.

Sam, I don't know why you're doing this, I don't know.

He turns and looks for a door...

which leads to a long hallway.

He tries to get away from her, but she begins to follow him.

The hallway opens up...

into a large room.

With a lot of French doors.

He tries to get out, but the doors are locked.

By now the child has followed him into the room.

He looks around and sees a staircase.

He starts towards the...

Wait a minute.

There is no staircase.

Yes, there is.

He starts up the steps.

When he gets to the top, he tries the door, but it won't open.

He can feel the child getting closer.

Finally, the door opened, steps inside, closes it behind him.

And then he takes the green box out of his pocket.

It slips through his fingers.

It's not a green box.

It sounds like green box, but it isn't.

Gail Phillips at Crispins, she has a...

She doesn't trust banks for some reason.

She takes her paycheck and she cashes it, and carries the money with her.

Someone I forget who's...

George started calling her green bucks and it stuck.

Oh, my God, I've gotta call the police.

- Why? What's the matter? - Gail Phillips killed George Bynum.

- How can you know that? - The dream.

If I'm right, they were having an affair, before you went to work at Crispins.

In Gail's mind, you were the one who ruined everything.

If it weren't for you, George Bynum would still be alive.

You see, when he rejected her for you, she killed him.

And now she's trying to make it look as if you did it.

Yeah.

Detective Joseph Vitucci, please. Dr. Sam Rice calling.

I'm pretty sure Gail's the one who put those clippings in your desk

hoping the police would find them.

And if that doesn't work, she's gonna have to kill you.

Would you please try and find him, it's very important.

Wait a minute.

Who told you that I was out here?

I think we had better go.

Oh, my God.

- What? - I forgot my keys.

Brooke!

Jump.

What?

- Jump. - Don't!

No!

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