Perry Mason Returns (1985) Movie Script
1
(crickets chirping)
Della, what are you
still doing here?
Waiting for these quotes,
and they just came in
over the telex from Brussels.
Anyone ever tell you
that you're too efficient?
Certainly not you.
It's late. Go home.
I will. Good night.
Oh, uh, happy birthday...
...whether you like it or not.
See you Monday.
Bye.
- Night, Mr. Gordon.
- Night.
(engine starts)
(engine starts)
(loud rock music plays)
(music fades out)
(horn beeping)
(tires squealing)
(thunder crashes)
(beeps)
(thunder crashes)
(beeping)
(thunder crashes)
(discordant chords play
on the piano)
(thunder crashes)
- Surprise! -Surprise!
- Happy birthday.
Giving me a heart attack
for my birthday?
(clock chimes)
Happy birthday, Mr. Gordon.
Thank you, Mrs. Jeffries.
Will there be anything else?
I hope not.
Bravo.
Did you make a wish?
No.
Father, here's to your
next 60 years.
Don't be so pessimistic, David.
I was being sincere.
So was I.
Well, my heart certainly
belongs to Daddy.
Thank you, my dear.
Mine, too.
Thank you.
Cheers.
- Thank you.
- Hear, hear.
Thank you, all of you.
Well, now I would like
to propose a toast.
I'd like to propose a toast
to all of us.
This is a toast...
to change.
What sort of change?
Profound change.
I'm cutting you all out
of my will.
You're joking.
The papers are being drawn.
All you ever gave us
was your money.
You can't do this to us now.
I should have done it long ago.
Now, whatever you have left
in your trusts,
that's all you get from me.
Now, children, you'll,
you'll learn to take care
of yourselves.
The money you would have
inherited
-will go into my foundation.
- So that she can manage it?
No, I'm, uh, I'm removing Paula
as head of the foundation.
Why?
My foundation was never designed
to be an extension
of your social life.
And with the infusion
of new money,
I'll need someone
who's actually capable.
Della Street will be
the new administrator.
Is this her idea?
It's getting late.
I have a few overseas calls
to make.
It was very nice of you all
to drop by.
Appreciate the thought.
Good night.
This is some surprise party,
all right.
Afraid you're gonna lose
your free ride?
Why don't you...?!
Chris! David, will you stop it?
DAVID:
Don't worry, Laura.
He won't divorce you till he's
spent the last of your money.
PAULA:
Control yourself, David.
After all,
it isn't Chris's fault.
He hasn't had as many chances
to fail as you have.
And why did you marry our
father, for his sense of humor?
Absolutely.
Joke's on us, isn't it?
Well, I don't know about
the rest of you,
but I'm going to go home and see
if I can balance my checkbook.
(plays "The Funeral March")
Time to go.
You're telling me.
(beeping)
(beeping)
I'm relying on you
to get a job done,
not to give me excuses!
No, I-l don't want to hear that.
Phil, listen, I've got Defense
Department auditors all over me.
Now, if I don't get
those transponders by Tuesday,
the deal is off.
Right. Call me.
(floorboard creaks)
Surprise.
Who are you?
What is this?
Murder.
If you get past me,
you're home free.
(groans)
(groans)
MRS. JEFFRIES:
Yes, sir?
Mr. Gordon?
Mr. Gordon, are you all right?
(gasps)
(indistinct radio transmission)
WOMAN: Arthur Gordon,
founder and president
of Arthur Gordon Industries,
one of the West Coast's
largest and most successful
computer science companies,
was found stabbed
to death in the study
of his Pacific Palisades mansion
late last night.
-(horn honking)
- Members of the family
have been arriving at the estate
since early this morning.
Police have not
been forthcoming
with any details
regarding the murder,
except to say
that no arrests have been made.
We will be bringing you
further details
on this story
throughout the day.
Mrs. Gordon,
I'm Lieutenant Cooper.
This is Sergeant Stratton.
I'm sorry about your husband.
Thank you.
We do have
to ask you some questions.
Mrs. Gordon wants to cooperate.
I'm Ken Braddock,
Mr. and Mrs. Gordon's attorney.
Hmm, this way, please.
Um...
The rest of the family is giving
their statements in there.
Uh, please.
So, uh, what can I tell you?
Evidently the assailant knew
the security code
to the house
as well as the electronic gate.
- And so?
- So we have to ask everyone
who had access
their whereabouts last night.
Where were you?
You don't have to answer that.
Eh, perfectly all right.
I was, uh, staying
in an apartment
we own in Century City.
COOPER:
Were you alone?
Totally.
Any particular reason why
you were there and not here?
I often stay there.
You're not the mother
of these children.
Is that correct?
Fortunately, they are his
by his first marriage.
Mrs. Gordon's first wife
passed away
some time ago, Lieutenant.
COOPER: Did you and Mr. Gordon
have any children?
None.
- Do you recognize this earring?
- No.
Should I?
It was found
in Mr. Gordon's hand.
Apparently it come off
during the struggle.
Apart from yourself,
Mrs. Gordon,
and the housekeeper,
and, uh, the children,
of course...
did anyone else
know the security code?
Yes, Mr. Gordon's
executive assistant
Della Street.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Yes, this is she.
No.
Oh, my...
Yes, yeah, I'm still here.
Uh, of course.
I'll be right there.
(engine starts)
(cries)
Laura.
Oh, I'm so sorry, dear.
I'm so sorry.
I just can't believe it.
No...
Maybe your luck is changing.
Oh, Paula, I...
Della.
Paula's taking it very hard.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Where would you like to go?
Somewhere nice for lunch.
And just how long
had you worked for Mr. Gordon?
About eight years.
In what capacity?
I originally
worked for Mr. Gordon
as his personal secretary.
And then about four years ago,
he made me
his executive assistant.
You got along?
Yes.
Why?
Oh, I understand
he was a difficult man?
He could be.
Where were you
between 11:00 p.m. last night
and this morning?
Home.
Alone.
Recognize this?
Yes.
I believe it's mine.
When was the last time
you wore it?
Maybe two weeks ago.
I have a habit of taking
my left earring off
when I use the telephone,
and as a result,
I sometimes lose it.
Where did you find it?
In this room.
You don't own a dress made
of this material by any chance?
Yes, uh...
as a matter of fact, I do.
Miss Street, we'd like
to look around your house.
Of course, we don't have
a search warrant,
but I can get one if necessary.
It-it won't be.
I have nothing to hide.
I don't understand this.
I-I brought that dress
back from the cleaners
just yesterday.
I found these
in the other closet.
There's mud on them.
MAN:
Lieutenant?
You'll excuse us?
Come on.
Lieutenant,
someone has obviously...
My men just found this
in your trash can.
It can't be mine.
Miss Street, I'm afraid you're
gonna have to come with us.
I hope you have a good attorney.
You have the right
to remain silent.
If you give up the right
to remain silent,
anything you say
can and will be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to speak with an attorney...
MASON:
Since you called this morning,
I've been trying to think
who should represent you.
The best man I can think of...
...IS me.
DELLA:
Since when
are appellate court judges
permitted
to represent defendants?
They're not.
You'd have to step down.
I signed my resignation.
Della.
Let's say...
I got tired of writing opinions.
(Della crying)
Perry.
Oh.
Every signature can make...
last time, all right?
- Okay.
- That's very important.
You hang on to that draft.
Look, get Carl off
the Singer case.
If you any-- in a moment--
any problems, get back
to me on that, will you?
- Okay.
- Okay, thanks...
Thought I'd come straight
to the prosecutor.
Good to see you, Perry.
Sorry about Della.
If you're here to talk bail,
I'll have to include the deputy
who's going to prosecute.
- Better call him.
- It's not a him, it's a her.
Times change.
Barbara, will you come
in here, please?
You surprised a lot of people
when you stepped down
from the appellate court.
I suppose I did.
Barbara. Barbara Scott,
this is Perry Mason.
So it is.
How do you do?
I do pretty well.
And we all know
how well you've done.
I'd like to have Miss Street
released on bail.
Really?
I assumed you were here
to cop a plea
to a lesser charge,
say... murder two.
I came here
as a professional courtesy
to ask your concurrence
on setting bail.
We concur.
Thank you, thank you.
By the way, you may have
some potentially damaging
circumstantial evidence,
but you're missing
something very important.
You don't have a motive.
Until the hearing.
I'll be there, Counselor.
Good seeing you again.
Good-bye, Perry.
Miss Scott.
This is going to be fun.
Colorful.
Granted, it would be
a little more satisfying
if he were still at the top
of his game,
but he's still Perry Mason,
rusty or not.
You're that confident?
Jack, this is
a dead-bang winner.
You know how many times
Hamilton Burger said that?
Miss Street, how do you feel
about having Mr. Mason
as your attorney?
MASON:
Excuse me, excuse me.
Mr. Mason, can you comment
on the prosecution's case
against Miss Street?
When do you expect
to go to trial?
(reporters clamoring)
WOMAN: Do you really think
she's innocent?
Answer to your questions.
No comment, no comment,
no comment.
But you can quote me.
Hello.
Yeah, it's me.
Yeah, I got a good reason
for calling you.
You never told me that Perry
Mason was gonna be her attorney.
You knew all about her.
Who did you think
she was gonna get-- Nixon?
I'm saying that you should've
told me, okay?
I'm keeping an eye
on him, that's all.
I see how someone
could've gotten in.
How's that?
This window was painted shut.
Looks like someone used
your gardening trowel
to force it open.
You'd think
the police would've noticed.
They're not looking to prove
that someone entered your house
and replaced
your shoes and dress
with ones worn
during the murder.
Whoever it was...
had my earring,
knew what dress and shoes
to buy.
It's eerie.
How often was the security code
to Gordon's house changed?
Every two weeks.
Tell me about Gordon's
relationship to his family.
It wasn't exactly
a Norman Rockwell portrait.
Mr. Gordon's first wife
committed suicide.
And his three children
were either terrified,
resentful, or both.
What about his current wife--
Paula, isn't it?
Mm-hmm. They've been married
ten years,
but they weren't getting along.
Mr. Gordon, about a year ago,
banished her to his penthouse
apartment in town.
She didn't like me.
Felt threatened by you?
I suppose so.
I'm curious, Della.
How did you get along
with a man like Gordon?
It wasn't always easy.
He was-he was tough.
But if he liked you,
respected you,
he was fair, very loyal,
even generous.
He was the best at what he did.
But, uh, I guess
I was used to that.
You spoiled me.
As always, this is terrible.
(chuckles)
As always, you flatter me.
I don't have to tell you that
we've very little to go on.
I know.
We're gonna need a private
investigator right away.
Paul Drake?
I haven't seen him since...
Fourth of July. You both came up
to San Francisco that weekend.
How is he?
Oh, he's fine. Just wonderful.
(lively jazz playing)
I
(band plays flourish)
(low crowd chatter)
I
- Hello, Paul.
- How are you?
- Good. Yourself?
- Good, good.
I talked to Della.
She seems to be doing okay.
I already talked to a contact
of mine downtown,
and I think I can get
into the property
and sneak a look
at the evidence.
Might take a little finagling,
but I think I can do it.
You play here often?
Well, I sit in with these guys
now and then
and, uh, let off a little steam.
Make 'em sound good.
Do we have a date for
the preliminary hearing yet?
Not yet.
How is the Drake Detective
Agency these days?
A little bit more my style
than my father's,
but, uh, I'm doing fine.
How many operatives do you have?
One.
One beside yourself?
No, just one. Me.
What happened to the others?
I decided to reduce
the overhead.
Last time I saw you,
you were working on a novel.
How's it coming?
I'm about halfway through,
give or take a chapter.
That's what you said
last time I saw you.
Why am I getting
a third degree here?
'Cause we're talking
about Della's life.
I need an experienced
investigator.
Check, please.
I'll get it.
I am an experienced
investigator.
Paul, I worked with your father
many years.
I've known you all your life.
I know you're smart
and I'm sure you're good,
but I don't know if you're ready
for this one.
Sorry to be so blunt,
but it's the way I feel.
I'll talk to you soon.
Perry! Hey, come on.
I like to play the sax
now and then.
Sherlock Holmes had a violin.
I like to write,
so did Dashiell Hammett.
All I'm saying is I run my life
and my business to suit me.
But I am quite capable.
Now, my lifestyle
might not click with you,
but Della means too much to me.
I'm not taking no for an answer.
I'm working this case.
Meet me tomorrow...
11:00 a.m., your office.
-(engine starts)
- Be on time.
(engine starts)
(tires squealing)
Hey, watch it!
(tires squealing)
(rustling)
What are you doing?
I thought I'd get here
before Perry showed up
and tidy up a bit.
What's the problem?
Seems I recall your father
keeping this place
somewhat neater.
- Oh.
-(Della chuckles)
How you doing?
Couldn't be in better hands.
Perry's got me on a short
ticket, you know that.
Don't let him get you down.
No, he doesn't get me down.
Perry's kind of like
my Vince Lombardi.
He motivates me to complete
the 80-yard pass of life.
You handling this as well
as you're coming across?
I'll let you know.
What is all this?
- That?
Mm-hmm.
It's my work.
This, what you have
in your hand,
the Steiger case,
Kaplan v. Kaplan,
Ricky Steinmetz v.
The Casa De Campo Apartments.
Not exactly crimes of the
century, but they pay the bills.
And, uh, what's this?
This is the shutoff notice
from the phone company.
(door opens)
Good morning.
Give me a couple of hours, and
you won't recognize this place.
I don't recognize it now.
The preliminary hearing's set
for next week.
We don't have much time.
- I'm available.
- Good, let me fill you in.
Oh, went downtown
this morning...
went over the police report.
Here's a copy for you.
Also spoke to a friend of mine
on the force
who was on the investigation,
and I did manage to get him
to give me a look
at the physical evidence.
Here's an itemized copy
of everything they're holding
in Property.
So, unless something new
has broken
in the last 20 or 30 minutes,
I'm up to date.
Fine.
Now, the dress that was found
at Della's house,
we need to know who bought it.
Let's see. I found
the charge slip right here.
It has the sale's number
and the design.
Okay. You have the receipt
for the shoes by any chance?
It's in here someplace.
Need some help in there, dear?
No, thank you.
Here.
All right, I'm off.
Thanks.
(door closes)
Hope I'm doing the right thing
with him.
I'm the one who should be
concerned, and I'm not.
You'll see.
Well, I have to get
the cleaning crew in here
and order some more supplies.
Della,
you do recall
that you are the client?
Perry, for the first time
I know what it's like
to be the accused.
So I'd like to stay busy.
In that case,
I need detailed information
on all members of the family,
in particular their finances,
and whatever you can get
on the housekeeper.
Mm-hmm.
That should hold me for a while.
I don't know
if I've mentioned it, but...
it's nice seeing you again.
SALESWOMAN: Ma'am, everything
we have is out here.
WOMAN: My sister lives...
Will she be able
to return it later?
Ma'am, this is a sale.
- I'll look around.
- Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi. Can I help you?
I'm trying to find out
how many of this dress
in this size was...
Wait. Who are you?
Private investigator.
This is very important.
Look, I really don't have time
right now.
I have a lot of customers.
Uh, like me.
You know what? I'll take this.
You actually want this?
Can't resist a sale.
Would you do me a favor?
Would you just take a look
at this receipt,
tell me when the dress
was available?
Okay.
Uh, first two weeks
of this month.
That's great.
- Why great?
-'Cause it won't take you long
to go back through your receipts
and tell me how many in this...
Look, I don't have time.
Oh, it doesn't have
to be right now.
As long as it's soon.
This afternoon is soon enough.
People do this kind of thing
for you often?
All the time.
Don't even have to buy anything.
And you're really gonna
take this?
That depends.
Ah.
It's me.
Listen, we gotta talk.
They're getting close.
Well, I don't like it.
I'm staying on this guy's case.
No, you listen to me!
I want to get very lost,
and that means I want more.
And soon. Got it?
Call you later.
I'm here to see Mr. Braddock.
- Mr. Mason?
- Yes.
He's expecting you.
Mr. Mason is here.
Just be a moment.
(vehicle approaching)
(birds chirping)
Is he in?
He's with Mrs. Gordon.
Tell him I'm here.
David Gordon is on his way in.
Sorry to interrupt
like this, Ken,
but since Paula won't return
my phone calls,
I had to do something.
What is it you want?
Putting our personal feelings
about each other aside
for a moment, we have to talk
about Gordon Industries.
Really?
Father ran it pretty much
as a one-man operation.
And there's no one
in the company ready
to step into his position.
Besides you, evidently.
I think it's important
for the profile of the company
that we demonstrate quickly
a continuity of leadership.
David,
your record
as an entrepreneur is dismal.
And Arthur never had anything
but contempt for your judgment.
There's just no way in hell
you're going
to take over the company.
You'd better talk to her, Ken.
Kathryn, Laura and I
jointly own 50% of this company.
And a fight for control
could hurt everyone.
PAULA: Which is exactly
why you won't do it.
Now, don't try
to bluff me, David.
You haven't got the style.
Talk to her.
(clock chiming)
(intercom buzzing)
- Yes?
-(door closes)
Yes, sir.
You can go in now.
Thank you.
Hello, Ken.
- Nice seeing you again.
- Nice to see you, Perry.
Perry Mason, Paula Gordon.
Thank you for meeting me,
Mrs. Gordon.
I've explained to Mrs. Gordon
that she's under no obligation
to talk to you, Perry.
I'm not sure why I would want
to speak with the lawyer
who's representing
my husband's murderer.
First of all, Mrs. Gordon,
it has not been proven
that Miss Street killed
your husband.
Second, your cooperation
will save you
the inconvenience
of a formal deposition.
She's not withdrawing
her cooperation, Perry.
Let's just make it brief,
shall we?
Yes.
You're the head
of the Arthur Gordon Foundation.
Could you tell me
what that entails?
The Arthur Gordon Foundation
is basically
a philanthropic endeavor,
awarding grants and funding
to various projects
such as conservation research,
aid to artists,
that sort of thing.
The foundation operates
out of my offices, Perry,
using my staff under
the direction of Mrs. Gordon.
Why was your husband going
to remove you as director?
That's a private matter.
I'm sure it is,
but I'd like to know.
Actually my husband didn't
need a reason
for behaving badly.
I understand that you and Mr.
Gordon weren't living together.
That Mr. Gordon moved you
to a Century City apartment.
"Moved me"?
Were those Della Street's
very words?
Were you upset
that she was replacing you
as director of the foundation?
Upset?
Listen!
Della Street is
obviously insane.
She has never done anything
but try to manipulate Arthur.
She wanted him
all to herself.
When it finally dawned on her
that she was not gonna get
what she wanted,
she does this lunatic,
obscene thing!
Perry, we can't go on
with this.
It's too provocative.
Yes, perhaps it is.
Thank you, Mrs. Gordon.
Oh, Ken.
I saw David Gordon
on my way in here.
What did he say to you?
Should he have said something?
No. Of course not.
He also seemed on edge.
But then, it's a trying time
for all of us.
I'm sorry.
Paula.
I shouldn't have lost
my temper like that.
If he puts you on the stand,
and I suspect that he will,
you'd better play down
any expressions of jealousy.
I understand.
WOMAN (over speakers):
Attention, shoppers.
We are now featuring
a 30% discount
on all our televisions
in our electronics department.
(bell chimes)
(gentle music playing
over speakers)
(bell chimes)
WOMAN (over speakers):
Attention, all shoppers.
Please take advantage
of our white sale savings
now featured
in our linen department.
Savings of up to 50%.
(engine starts)
I
(tires screeching)
(buzzer sounds nearby)
-(engine starts)
-(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(sharp crack)
(grunts)
(hissing)
You so much as hint to the
lieutenant I let you look
at that evidence in Property,
and I'll level you.
I can't figure out
why I let you talk me into it.
Stuck up for you in school,
let people know you were
more than just a big, dumb jock.
Who said I was a dumb jock?
I'd rather not mention
any names.
Don't-don't worry,
I took care of it.
(laughs)
I'm not sure I even liked you.
COOPER:
Bullet hole in the temple.
Shot must've come from up there.
Explains why he lost control
of the car.
Why was this guy
following Drake?
We're not sure yet,
but we think it has to do
with Della Street.
Who was he?
According to his ID,
his name was Robert Lynch.
We're running a make on him.
MASON:
Paul free to go?
COOPER: You got everything
you need from him?
Yep.
COOPER:
Okay, you can go.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
(clears throat)
Thanks for coming down.
I think they would've held me
all night.
Probably.
Now, I'm not looking
for applause or anything,
but this is a small break
in the case,
wouldn't you say?
You wouldn't.
It would've been
if we had Lynch alive.
Don't look at me.
I didn't shoot him.
No, you followed him.
But he caught on to you.
- Good night, Paul.
- But, uh...
Paul...
your office, 10:00 a.m.
sharp.
Stratton!
Now what do you want?
Oh, boy, you've had a tough day,
I can tell.
Why don't you let me
buy you a cup of coffee?
Old times' sake, huh?
Well, if you're buying.
DELLA: I wrote up the
information you wanted
on the members of the family.
Excellent, Miss Street.
Excellent.
He's late.
You are...
I realize I'm a bit late,
but I don't think you'll mind
when you take a look at that.
Right from the police lab.
Says here that the bullet
that killed Lynch
came from a .32 caliber pistol.
I couldn't exactly see
who fired at him,
but I did get a flash
of the gun.
It was very shiny, like it was
silver-plated or something.
Here's a full rundown
on Robert--
he preferred "Bobby"-- Lynch.
How'd you get all this?
Sergeant Stratton
is friend of mine.
He can't do enough for me.
As you can see by this report,
Bobby was a very bad boy.
This is interesting.
The last time Lynch
was in prison,
he stabbed a prisoner
while doing time
for knifing a tavern owner.
But a woman stabbed Gordon.
We assumed it was a woman only
because the housekeeper saw
someone dressed like you
running away in the dark.
What, are you suggesting that
Robert killed Gordon in drag?
I'm saying it's possible.
Look at this. He was five-six,
weighed 140 pounds.
He could have fit
into that dress.
That's quite a theory.
Each member of this family had
a lot to gain by Gordon's death.
One or more of them
could have hired Lynch
to commit their murder,
then dispose of him
when he became a liability.
I'd say we need to find out
everything we can
about this man Lynch.
Robert was staying
at a hotel downtown.
Why don't I run over there
and snoop around?
Why don't you? But, Paul...
Yes, I know,
no breaking and entering.
First thing on my list.
We're seeing the family when?
Uh, they read the will at 11:00.
Nice work, Paul.
Thank you, Della.
-(door closes)
- You didn't think so?
Think what?
That it was nice work.
Oh, yes.
You didn't mention it.
He's still on the case,
isn't he?
DELLA: Your father was
a very dear friend to me.
I didn't kill him.
I believe you.
BRADDOCK:
By the way,
this is Perry Mason,
Della Street's attorney.
Get her out of here.
- Paula.
- I won't have it!
Della Street is a beneficiary
under the terms
of your late husband's will.
She has a right to be present.
That is correct.
It's grotesque.
Exactly who are you trying
to impress with your outrage,
Paula?
You were as happy to see him
gone as anyone else.
Kathryn, don't say that.
I think it's time to proceed.
KATHRYN: By all means,
let's don't deal with it.
Let's get on with it, shall we?
If no one objects,
I won't read
the whole document now,
but will specify
the distribution of assets.
Naturally, you will each be
given copies of the will later.
First, the shares in the company
are to be divided as follows:
50% to Paula, the remaining 50%
distributed equally
between David, Kathryn
and Laura.
This house,
the Century City apartment,
the lodge in Aspen,
along with all their contents
are left to Paula.
David is to receive all of
Arthur's personal belongings,
along with cash in the amount
of $4 million.
Kathryn and Laura
are to receive $4 million each.
And Della Street, $500,000.
Get out of my house.
Della didn't kill your husband.
I have good reason to believe
he was killed by a man
dressed to look like her.
What are you talking about?
What man?
I believe an ex-convict
named Lynch was hired
to Kill Mr. Gordon.
Hired by whom?
One of you.
Only one of you
could have given Lynch
the security code to this house.
Only one of you.
Now that is intriguing.
Personally, I suspect me.
Okay, let's wrap it up.
(door opens)
Saw the lights on, thought
I'd come by and take a look.
You called the precinct
and asked where I was.
Lieutenant Cooper
was very helpful.
He speaks very highly of you,
by the way. He does.
Drake, what are you doing here?
This is where Lynch
was staying, huh?
You trying to get me suspended
or something?
You know what I want
to know, Stratton?
How could a guy like Lynch
afford a hotel suite like this?
(distant siren wailing)
Where'd you find this?
Bedroom.
Guess he was a little weird.
I want to show Mason this.
Hey, Drake, get out of here!
Hey! Now, I'm willing to live up
to my end of the deal.
What deal?
I find something,
you're the first to know.
My word on that.
This is an important
piece of evidence.
Out of here or I bust you
for obstructing justice.
You don't mean that.
Beat it now.
You mean it.
All right, I'm going,
but I am very disappointed.
Okay, you guys, come on.
Let's wrap it up. Let's go.
OFFICER:
Okay, let's pack it up.
OFFICER 2:
I'm ready. See you at the lab.
MAN (whispering): Are you sure
the police are gone?
MAN 2:
I'll take a look at the bedroom.
You check out the living room.
MAN 1:
Nothing back there.
Hey, this what you looking for?
MAN 2: Give that to me.
Come on. Let's go.
(door closes)
I
MASON:
This is Miss Della Street.
We have the estate's permission
to remove
her personal belongings.
(door opens)
We didn't mean to startle you.
It's okay. I thought I'd left
something in here.
Excuse me.
Laura...
That was odd enough.
What do you suppose
she was looking for?
I should have a key.
Yeah, here it is.
What's that?
Seems as though Mr. Gordon
was keeping a file
on Laura's husband Chris.
He's been
a very active young man.
He's a ranked tennis player.
This ranking isn't about tennis.
Still a little bit wet
out on the courts.
So we're gonna go in
for a drink.
Terrible weather.
I'm sure a ranking player
like your husband
must be disappointed.
Yes, I'm sure he is.
May I ask you a question?
I suppose so.
Why were you in
your father's study?
I told you, I thought I forgot
something in there.
Wouldn't happen to be a report,
would it?
No. Why?
There's one
in your father's desk
from a private detective...
on your husband's
extramarital affairs.
I don't know anything
about that.
It's hard to imagine
your father wouldn't have
mentioned it to you.
If you had removed that report,
it might have appeared that you
were trying to cover up.
One more reason why you might
have had your father killed.
I think you'd better leave.
How's it gonna look
when I put you on the stand
and it comes out that you needed
your inheritance to support him?
I did not kill my father!
I couldn't do that!
You or your husband could have
hired someone to do it for you.
Leave me alone.
So what's going on?
Just talking about your game.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Are you all right?
Take me home.
I got to take Janis back
to her place.
Janis can take a cab.
You're taking me home.
Since when do you give orders?
Since I inherited $4 million.
Go tell her.
Now.
Hey, what are we arguing about?
I'll get her a cab, and then
we'll go home and relax, okay?
MASON: Did you get a good look
at any of them?
No.
Could you recognize the voice
if you heard it again?
No, but I won't forget
those cowboy boots.
I can't subpoena
a pair of cowboy boots.
Look, from where I was, I'm very
lucky I didn't break my neck.
You've been close to important
leads on two occasions,
both times they've gotten away
from you.
Come on, Perry!
I'll admit I haven't
exactly saved the day,
but I have not come up
empty-handed either.
We do not have one concrete bit
of evidence on Della's behalf!
I am just as concerned
about Della as you are.
Perry, what would you
like me to do?
Find a way to tie Lynch
into whoever hired him.
Consider it done.
Paul.
It's the large amount of money
Gordon left Della in his will.
It gives the prosecution
one thing it did not have...
a motive.
Hey, there, buddy!
Uh, listen, the police report
said Lynch had a wife,
but I can't find her.
I thought I was rid of you.
Come on, am I asking for much?
He had an ex-wife.
An ex-wife.
Well, no wonder
I can't find her.
She was probably going by
her maiden name.
Where is she?
Stratton!
(muffled music playing)
Stratton.
(whispering):
Are they still in there?
Yeah.
Who's this?
P.I. friend of mine.
- How you doing?
-(whispers): Back off.
Police. Open up!
Freeze!
(music playing loudly)
Keep 'em covered.
Right.
Hands on the head!
Back in the room. Come on.
Hold it!
(gunshot, music stops)
Nice shot.
Ah...
You gonna tell me
where the ex-wife is now?
At a country and western dump
called the Quarterhorse Club.
Thanks.
Hey, what are friends for?
Have a nice day.
-(upbeat music plays)
- Stretch! Come on!
You can do it! That's it!
All right, one... and two.
Three... four...
Hold your stomachs in.
Sally, hold it in!
Stretch, get those arms up!
I want to see energy!
And one, and two,
and three. Come on!
Five, and six,
seven, eight, nine...
I... I need a couple of weeks.
I been two-weeked
to death by you.
Look, I'm coming
into big money, huh?
I'll double the interest, okay?
It's your last chance.
Sorry about your old man.
(lock spinning)
(lock clunks open)
What are you doing here?
You're very hard to reach
on the phone.
What do you want?
Where were you Wednesday
afternoon, around 5:00?
Why do you want to know?
Bobby Lynch, the ex-convict
I think murdered your father,
was killed about then,
probably by whoever hired him.
Wait a minute.
You're saying I hired him?
I've an inventory of the loans
you've taken out
to fund your investment.
You're overextended
to the point
no bank will lend you money.
So what?
So, in spite of what you might
have wanted people to think,
you were virtually bankrupt.
Until your father was killed.
You've got a lot of nerve.
And nothing to back it up.
About Wednesday...
can you prove where you were?
I don't have to.
There was a gentleman
looking for you earlier.
Yes, I know.
Then he found you.
Good.
(country music playing)
Now all that pain
I'm gonna leave behind
Don't be surprised
'Cause I've gotten wise
A better love
I know one day I'll find
I realize
You hate good-byes
I realize
You hate good-byes.
(man whooping)
(audience cheering, applauding)
(song ends)
- Very nice.
- Thanks.
Oh, it seems like we've been
rehearsing all afternoon.
I haven't seen
any of Bobby's family
since the divorce.
Large family?
Well, there's his mom
and his dad
and his two big brothers.
You never met them?
No, that's why I wanted
to give them my condolences.
Oh.
I was going to drive
out there this weekend
and express my sympathy.
But I think it's better
if you go.
I mean, you are fully ordained.
True.
Yeah.
Sometimes, with my new
perspective on life,
I like to look
for redeeming things
about Bobby Lynch,
but I just can't think of any.
I can't imagine how you got him
to go to your church.
Well, it was kind of
touch and go.
Uh, w-where is his family?
- Out near Acton.
- MAN: Luanne, we're ready.
-(country music playing)
- Oh, I gotta go.
Oh, just where is
your ministry, anyway?
Um...
Everywhere.
Oh... that's wonderful.
(laughs)
(seagulls calling)
MASON: Beautiful place
you have here, Miss Gordon.
There's no place like home.
And for what I've paid for it,
there shouldn't be.
How did you get along
with your father?
He thought I was a tramp.
I thought he was...
a cold, remote tyrant
who drove my mother to suicide.
We understood each other.
Are you always this candid?
13 years of analysis helps.
I assume you're here
because you think I had
something to do with his murder.
Where were you
Wednesday afternoon?
Oh...
I can't recall that far back.
Can you recall
who's in the next room?
What?
There was another drink
on this table.
It's still wet.
Why don't I guess
and say it's Ken Braddock?
BRADDOCK:
Lucky guess, Perry?
Not altogether.
I noticed at
the reading of the will
you didn't light her cigarette
but handed her your lighter.
A fairly intimate gesture.
(chuckles)
Very good.
He's cute.
Why the deception?
Al right.
Once this all quiets down,
I'm filing for divorce.
Perry, I would hope
my relationship
with Kathryn would remain...
confidential.
I can understand that.
Oh, and by the way,
Kathryn was here, with me,
Wednesday afternoon.
All afternoon.
My wife thinks I was
in San Diego
with a client.
Thank you both.
I'll see myself out.
(door opens)
(door closes)
You don't have to cover for me.
Huh?
Well, this is
a serious matter, Kate.
I've been thinking.
I don't think we should
see each other for a while.
Until you get around
to divorcing your wife.
Oh, come on, now.
All I need is
just a little more time.
I've been giving you that.
But, Kate...
I love you.
Doesn't everyone?
Wait.
I really do... love you.
Be patient.
I'm trying.
DRAKE:
Della? Still here?
Mm-hmm.
Perry needed some background
information on the foundation.
What are you doing?
I have to run out to Acton,
talk to Lynch's family.
Acton?
I just read something
about that.
Here. Here, look.
The Gordon Foundation has
a solar power
research project there.
Let me see that.
That's our tie-in.
The Foundation to Lynch.
To Paula.
What are you doing with that?
Taking out some insurance.
You better talk to Perry
about that first.
Oh, don't worry
about me, Della.
I'm not planning on using this,
but if I have to,
I know exactly
what to do with it.
But...
See you in court.
Bullets.
(low indistinct chatter)
Good morning, David.
Paula.
Good morning.
Have you heard from Paul yet?
DELLA:
No.
You aren't worried, are you?
Of course not.
You're taking notes?
Part of my job, isn't it?
Why, I suppose so.
Good morning, Counselor.
Yes, it is.
All please rise.
Division Six
of the Municipal Court
of Los Angeles County,
State of California,
is now in session.
Honorable Norman Whitewood
presiding.
Please be seated
and come to order.
Got any gas?
Business was so bad, the company
took their pumps back.
How much further
to Acton from here?
You're stepping in it.
Look, I'm from the, uh,
State Solar Power Commission.
There's a project near here
I'm supposed to inspect.
Could you direct me, please?
Never seen a solar project.
You ever hear of one?
(laughs)
Not around here.
Could you direct me
to the Lynches' place?
That I can do.
Um, go up
to the first crossroads,
turn left,
go down that for two miles,
and then take your first right.
That'll get you there.
Thank you.
No big deal.
(engine starts)
(clanging)
Hello, Mr. Lynch?
Yeah, you wanted me to call
if somebody asked
about your project.
Hmm, well, somebody just did.
Yeah, he's a young guy.
He's on his way.
Al right.
Bye-bye.
Dr. Henderson,
you are a medical examiner
in the employ
of the County of Los Angeles.
Is that correct?
- Yes. -Did you do an autopsy
on the deceased?
Yes.
And did you reach an opinion
as to the cause of death?
The deceased died from a wound
caused by the penetration
of a sharp instrument
through the solar plexus
upward into his heart.
I show you
People's Exhibit Three
and ask you
if you recognize this.
Yes, it has my mark on it.
SCOTT: I see.
Mm-hmm.
Now I show you
People's Exhibit Four.
A dress.
Did you have an occasion
to examine this?
- Yes.
- And what were your findings?
Bloodstains on the material
were the same
as the blood type
of the deceased, type O.
SCOTT: Thank you very much.
Your witness.
Dr. Henderson?
How long have you been
a medical examiner?
14 years.
In that time, have you seen
other fatal injuries
-such as in this case?
- Yes.
How often have you seen
wounds like this?
HENDERSON: I can't say exactly.
Probably in excess of 200.
How much force
would be necessary
to inflict this type wound?
Oh, considerable.
Why is that?
Because of the tough muscle
surrounding the heart
and the protective placement
of the rib cage.
With that in mind,
would it be fair to say
that the force necessary
would be
more than considerable?
I suppose so, yes.
Thank you, Dr. Henderson,
that'll be all.
WHITEWOOD:
You may step down.
(country music playing nearby)
(music grows louder)
Hello?!
(music playing loudly)
Hi.
Sorry to barge in
on you like this.
Hello.
I'm sorry to barge in
on you like this.
Is Mr. Lynch around?
No.
Will he be back soon?
No.
I need to talk to Mr. Lynch.
It's very important.
Try the side road.
Thanks.
I'll let myself out.
Please tell the court
what you saw next.
I hurried
to the top of the stairs,
which looked down to the foyer.
I saw a woman
run out of the house.
Could you identify her?
No, her back was to me.
I show you this dress marked
People's Exhibit Four,
and ask you
if you recognize it.
The woman I saw
was wearing a dress
that looked exactly like that.
SCOTT:
Prior to this occasion,
have you ever seen
a dress like this?
Yes.
Who was wearing it?
Miss Della Street.
(gallery murmuring)
Your witness.
Mrs. Jeffries,
you testified
that you were in bed
when you were buzzed
-on the intercom.
- That's right.
Were you asleep?
Watching TV.
Do you wear glasses?
- No.
- Have you ever?
No.
When was the last time
you had an eye examination?
During my physical,
two months ago.
Your eyesight was perfect?
Objection.
Calls for expert testimony
on the part of the witness.
Sustained.
Was your eyesight 20/20?
Yes, it was. It is.
How dark was the foyer
that evening?
Not so dark that I couldn't see
a woman in that dress,
running away.
Oh, oh, no!
-(gavel banging)
-(gallery murmuring)
Mrs. Jeffries,
did you get a good look
at the woman
who just ran out?
Just from the back.
Could you describe
what she was wearing?
MRS. JEFFRIES:
A flowered print dress.
And she was carrying
a beige handbag
with a shoulder strap.
Mr. Jones, please ask the woman
to come back inside.
I must congratulate you,
Mrs. Jeffries.
The description of the dress
and the bag were
completely accurate.
You missed only
one significant detail.
This is not a woman.
-(gallery murmuring)
-(gavel banging)
WHITEWOOD:
Order in the court.
Order in the court.
Quiet, please.
(gavel banging)
This gentleman is Robert Hunter.
A professional
Hollywood stuntman,
who has doubled for many
top female television
and motion picture stars.
I object on the grounds
of relevance,
Your Honor.
The days of these theatrics
are long since gone.
Mr. Mason.
Have you any further questions
for this witness?
No, Your Honor.
WHITEWOOD: You may step down,
Mrs. Jeffries.
Counsel?
Your Honor, Mr. Mason
is trying to compensate
for his lack
of any credible defense
by turning this courtroom
into a sideshow.
I'm trying to establish
the plausibility
that someone
beside the defendant
killed Mr. Gordon.
In this case, a man.
I still object to this kind
of disruptive behavior.
This line of questioning is
irrelevant and immaterial.
Your Honor, my client is
on trial for murder.
I ask the court for the widest
possible latitude.
Well, I concur, Mr. Mason.
So I'm overruling
your objections.
But I am cautioning the defense
to keep his performance
within the bounds
of acceptable court procedure.
I appreciate
the court's indulgence.
He's allowing me to introduce
the concept of Bobby Lynch.
Where is Paul?
Morning.
I'm looking for Mr. Lynch.
Who are you?
I'm from the insurance company.
You selling?
No, uh, we were carrying
a policy
on his son Robert.
I have a check for him.
He'll be pleased.
Hope so.
He's up ahead.
Thank you.
(engine starts)
- Where'd he go?
- He's over in that gulley I bet!
All right,
put 'em down real easy.
Ah! Don't turn around!
All right... now.
You the one that shot my son?
No, I'm not.
Who said I did?
Bailiff, will you show
the witness
People's Exhibit Four, please?
Do you recognize that dress?
Yes.
Your store sold that particular
style and make of dress,
is that correct?
Yes. We carried it the first
two weeks of last month.
Thank you, Bailiff.
Do you recognize this man?
Yes.
Let the record show
the witness has identified one
Robert Lynch.
Did, uh, Lynch purchase
that dress from you?
- Yes.
- Now, you have
a lot of customer's
pass through your store.
How is it you remember him?
He was very specific
about what he wanted.
Do you remember anything else
about him?
- Yes, he paid cash.
- Thank you.
Your witness.
(Scott clears throat)
Is there anyone else
in this courtroom
you recall having bought
this dress?
Yes.
Could you point that person out,
please?
That woman.
Let the record show
that the witness identified
the defendant.
(tires screech)
- Hold it!
- What's the problem, Officer?
- You can't park there.
- Excuse me. I have an emergency.
This is an illegal parking zone.
Excuse me, but I have
to get in court this very...
There is a parking lot
two blocks down.
Listen, this is a question
of life or death.
Is there some kind
of arrangement
-that you and I could make?
- What do you mean?
What's the worse you could
hit me with here?
Well, illegal parking, blocking
access to a public building,
and probably some minor
vehicle-condition infractions.
I'll take it.
Just leave it on the windshield.
And please don't tow me,
all right?
Mr. Williams, you are
a parole officer employed
by the State of California,
is that correct?
It is.
How well did you know
Robert Lynch?
He was a parolee,
he reported to me.
And how long since he was
released from the penitentiary?
About six months.
Why was Lynch in prison?
A manslaughter conviction;
he stabbed a man to death.
Are you aware of the
circumstances surrounding
the death of Robert Lynch?
Just that he was shot
and killed.
Objection, Your Honor, again
on the grounds of relevancy.
The defense is attempting
to show that Robert Lynch killed
Arthur Gordon, and was in turn
himself murdered
by the person who hired him in
order to guarantee his silence.
As I ruled earlier,
the court is willing to grant
a wide latitude,
but when does defense expect
to substantiate
the relevance of all this?
Your Honor, we intend
to do that now.
Overruled.
No questions at this time.
MASON:
No further questions.
WHITEWOOD: You may step down,
Mr. Williams.
Mr. Mason?
I call Paula Gordon
to the stand.
You're head of the Arthur Gordon
Foundation, are you not?
That's correct.
And you have personally approved
all of the grants and projects
that the foundation endows?
Yes.
Are you familiar with a certain
solar power project
located near Acton, California?
Yes.
Have you inspected the facility?
No.
But you did sign the checks
-for that project.
- Yes.
That's all.
But I don't under...
No further questions,
Mrs. Gordon.
Miss Gordon, do you own a gun?
Yes.
Could you describe it
for the court?
It's a silver-plated
.32 caliber revolver
with a pearl handle.
Pearl handle?
My father gave it to me
as sort of a joke.
He thought I had
very expensive tastes.
(chuckles) He was right.
Where do you keep that revolver?
At my home.
Is it there now?
Yes.
I must object to this line
of questioning
as totally irrelevant
and immaterial.
The victim in this case
was killed by a stabbing.
Mr. Mason?
Your Honor, I've only one more
question of the witness.
Overruled.
How can you be sure the gun
is still at your home?
It's in a drawer in my bedstand.
I saw it there this morning.
No further questions.
Mr. Braddock,
you are the attorney
for the Arthur Gordon
Foundation, is that correct?
Yes, sir, that's correct.
Naturally, you're familiar with
the solar project at Acton?
Yes. I drew up all the documents
for Mrs. Gordon.
Who received the money for the
construction of the project?
That's rather difficult
to answer, Mr. Mason.
I have an attorney-client
relationship with Mrs. Gordon
and the foundation.
That information is privileged.
But your activities
are not privileged, counselor,
and you're under oath.
I don't need you to explain
that to me, Mr. Mason.
Mr. Braddock, are you aware
there is no such project
in existence?
No, I wasn't aware of that.
Isn't it true that you diverted
that project money to yourself?
No.
Isn't it true that you needed
the money
to support your mistress...
Kathryn Gordon?
Absolutely not.
Would you like to reconsider
your testimony?
No.
In that case, Mr. Braddock,
would you like me
to read to the court
a sworn statement
by one Frank Lynch
describing how you not only used
him to divert the funds to you,
but paid him
to protect your fraud,
how you hired his son,
Robert Lynch,
to murder Arthur Gordon
and frame Della Street?
Would you like me
to read it, Mr. Braddock?
Isn't it true that
if Della Street took over
the directorship
of the foundation,
she'd have discovered
your secret,
so you had to get her and Gordon
out of the way?
Isn't it true you killed Lynch
with Kathryn's revolver,
then tried to use her
as an alibi
for your whereabouts that day?
Isn't it true that murder
was gonna be the solution
to all your problems;
you'd have the money, the girl,
and no one would ever know?
Isn't it true, Mr. Braddock?!
I'm sorry, Kate.
Mr. Braddock.
Isn't it all true?
Yes.
(shocked murmuring)
(gavel banging)
Your Honor,
I move for a dismissal.
Order! Order in the court!
Did you move for a dismissal,
Mr. Mason?
I most certainly did,
Your Honor.
Do the People object?
No objection, Your Honor.
Very well. Case dismissed.
This court is adjourned.
All rise!
Not bad, considering
I didn't exactly get
a sworn statement from Lynch.
What is that?
This is the cutoff notice
from the phone company.
I didn't say I had a statement,
just if he'd like me
to read one.
Well, what do we do now?
We'll celebrate.
In that case, I'd like
to buy you both lunch.
I'll be along in a moment.
Della...
I'm fine. Just fine.
Congratulations.
Could I take a look
at that statement?
No. You can have it.
And I'd pick up that .32 pistol
while Braddock's prints
are still on it.
Oh, right. Thanks.
Until we meet again.
What?! Wait!
(reporters clamoring)
REPORTER:
Are you happy for the outcome?!
I thought you said
you had a car.
This is it. Hop in.
Uh, before I forget.
Nice work.
You, too.
(chuckles)
(laughs)
(crickets chirping)
Della, what are you
still doing here?
Waiting for these quotes,
and they just came in
over the telex from Brussels.
Anyone ever tell you
that you're too efficient?
Certainly not you.
It's late. Go home.
I will. Good night.
Oh, uh, happy birthday...
...whether you like it or not.
See you Monday.
Bye.
- Night, Mr. Gordon.
- Night.
(engine starts)
(engine starts)
(loud rock music plays)
(music fades out)
(horn beeping)
(tires squealing)
(thunder crashes)
(beeps)
(thunder crashes)
(beeping)
(thunder crashes)
(discordant chords play
on the piano)
(thunder crashes)
- Surprise! -Surprise!
- Happy birthday.
Giving me a heart attack
for my birthday?
(clock chimes)
Happy birthday, Mr. Gordon.
Thank you, Mrs. Jeffries.
Will there be anything else?
I hope not.
Bravo.
Did you make a wish?
No.
Father, here's to your
next 60 years.
Don't be so pessimistic, David.
I was being sincere.
So was I.
Well, my heart certainly
belongs to Daddy.
Thank you, my dear.
Mine, too.
Thank you.
Cheers.
- Thank you.
- Hear, hear.
Thank you, all of you.
Well, now I would like
to propose a toast.
I'd like to propose a toast
to all of us.
This is a toast...
to change.
What sort of change?
Profound change.
I'm cutting you all out
of my will.
You're joking.
The papers are being drawn.
All you ever gave us
was your money.
You can't do this to us now.
I should have done it long ago.
Now, whatever you have left
in your trusts,
that's all you get from me.
Now, children, you'll,
you'll learn to take care
of yourselves.
The money you would have
inherited
-will go into my foundation.
- So that she can manage it?
No, I'm, uh, I'm removing Paula
as head of the foundation.
Why?
My foundation was never designed
to be an extension
of your social life.
And with the infusion
of new money,
I'll need someone
who's actually capable.
Della Street will be
the new administrator.
Is this her idea?
It's getting late.
I have a few overseas calls
to make.
It was very nice of you all
to drop by.
Appreciate the thought.
Good night.
This is some surprise party,
all right.
Afraid you're gonna lose
your free ride?
Why don't you...?!
Chris! David, will you stop it?
DAVID:
Don't worry, Laura.
He won't divorce you till he's
spent the last of your money.
PAULA:
Control yourself, David.
After all,
it isn't Chris's fault.
He hasn't had as many chances
to fail as you have.
And why did you marry our
father, for his sense of humor?
Absolutely.
Joke's on us, isn't it?
Well, I don't know about
the rest of you,
but I'm going to go home and see
if I can balance my checkbook.
(plays "The Funeral March")
Time to go.
You're telling me.
(beeping)
(beeping)
I'm relying on you
to get a job done,
not to give me excuses!
No, I-l don't want to hear that.
Phil, listen, I've got Defense
Department auditors all over me.
Now, if I don't get
those transponders by Tuesday,
the deal is off.
Right. Call me.
(floorboard creaks)
Surprise.
Who are you?
What is this?
Murder.
If you get past me,
you're home free.
(groans)
(groans)
MRS. JEFFRIES:
Yes, sir?
Mr. Gordon?
Mr. Gordon, are you all right?
(gasps)
(indistinct radio transmission)
WOMAN: Arthur Gordon,
founder and president
of Arthur Gordon Industries,
one of the West Coast's
largest and most successful
computer science companies,
was found stabbed
to death in the study
of his Pacific Palisades mansion
late last night.
-(horn honking)
- Members of the family
have been arriving at the estate
since early this morning.
Police have not
been forthcoming
with any details
regarding the murder,
except to say
that no arrests have been made.
We will be bringing you
further details
on this story
throughout the day.
Mrs. Gordon,
I'm Lieutenant Cooper.
This is Sergeant Stratton.
I'm sorry about your husband.
Thank you.
We do have
to ask you some questions.
Mrs. Gordon wants to cooperate.
I'm Ken Braddock,
Mr. and Mrs. Gordon's attorney.
Hmm, this way, please.
Um...
The rest of the family is giving
their statements in there.
Uh, please.
So, uh, what can I tell you?
Evidently the assailant knew
the security code
to the house
as well as the electronic gate.
- And so?
- So we have to ask everyone
who had access
their whereabouts last night.
Where were you?
You don't have to answer that.
Eh, perfectly all right.
I was, uh, staying
in an apartment
we own in Century City.
COOPER:
Were you alone?
Totally.
Any particular reason why
you were there and not here?
I often stay there.
You're not the mother
of these children.
Is that correct?
Fortunately, they are his
by his first marriage.
Mrs. Gordon's first wife
passed away
some time ago, Lieutenant.
COOPER: Did you and Mr. Gordon
have any children?
None.
- Do you recognize this earring?
- No.
Should I?
It was found
in Mr. Gordon's hand.
Apparently it come off
during the struggle.
Apart from yourself,
Mrs. Gordon,
and the housekeeper,
and, uh, the children,
of course...
did anyone else
know the security code?
Yes, Mr. Gordon's
executive assistant
Della Street.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Yes, this is she.
No.
Oh, my...
Yes, yeah, I'm still here.
Uh, of course.
I'll be right there.
(engine starts)
(cries)
Laura.
Oh, I'm so sorry, dear.
I'm so sorry.
I just can't believe it.
No...
Maybe your luck is changing.
Oh, Paula, I...
Della.
Paula's taking it very hard.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Where would you like to go?
Somewhere nice for lunch.
And just how long
had you worked for Mr. Gordon?
About eight years.
In what capacity?
I originally
worked for Mr. Gordon
as his personal secretary.
And then about four years ago,
he made me
his executive assistant.
You got along?
Yes.
Why?
Oh, I understand
he was a difficult man?
He could be.
Where were you
between 11:00 p.m. last night
and this morning?
Home.
Alone.
Recognize this?
Yes.
I believe it's mine.
When was the last time
you wore it?
Maybe two weeks ago.
I have a habit of taking
my left earring off
when I use the telephone,
and as a result,
I sometimes lose it.
Where did you find it?
In this room.
You don't own a dress made
of this material by any chance?
Yes, uh...
as a matter of fact, I do.
Miss Street, we'd like
to look around your house.
Of course, we don't have
a search warrant,
but I can get one if necessary.
It-it won't be.
I have nothing to hide.
I don't understand this.
I-I brought that dress
back from the cleaners
just yesterday.
I found these
in the other closet.
There's mud on them.
MAN:
Lieutenant?
You'll excuse us?
Come on.
Lieutenant,
someone has obviously...
My men just found this
in your trash can.
It can't be mine.
Miss Street, I'm afraid you're
gonna have to come with us.
I hope you have a good attorney.
You have the right
to remain silent.
If you give up the right
to remain silent,
anything you say
can and will be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to speak with an attorney...
MASON:
Since you called this morning,
I've been trying to think
who should represent you.
The best man I can think of...
...IS me.
DELLA:
Since when
are appellate court judges
permitted
to represent defendants?
They're not.
You'd have to step down.
I signed my resignation.
Della.
Let's say...
I got tired of writing opinions.
(Della crying)
Perry.
Oh.
Every signature can make...
last time, all right?
- Okay.
- That's very important.
You hang on to that draft.
Look, get Carl off
the Singer case.
If you any-- in a moment--
any problems, get back
to me on that, will you?
- Okay.
- Okay, thanks...
Thought I'd come straight
to the prosecutor.
Good to see you, Perry.
Sorry about Della.
If you're here to talk bail,
I'll have to include the deputy
who's going to prosecute.
- Better call him.
- It's not a him, it's a her.
Times change.
Barbara, will you come
in here, please?
You surprised a lot of people
when you stepped down
from the appellate court.
I suppose I did.
Barbara. Barbara Scott,
this is Perry Mason.
So it is.
How do you do?
I do pretty well.
And we all know
how well you've done.
I'd like to have Miss Street
released on bail.
Really?
I assumed you were here
to cop a plea
to a lesser charge,
say... murder two.
I came here
as a professional courtesy
to ask your concurrence
on setting bail.
We concur.
Thank you, thank you.
By the way, you may have
some potentially damaging
circumstantial evidence,
but you're missing
something very important.
You don't have a motive.
Until the hearing.
I'll be there, Counselor.
Good seeing you again.
Good-bye, Perry.
Miss Scott.
This is going to be fun.
Colorful.
Granted, it would be
a little more satisfying
if he were still at the top
of his game,
but he's still Perry Mason,
rusty or not.
You're that confident?
Jack, this is
a dead-bang winner.
You know how many times
Hamilton Burger said that?
Miss Street, how do you feel
about having Mr. Mason
as your attorney?
MASON:
Excuse me, excuse me.
Mr. Mason, can you comment
on the prosecution's case
against Miss Street?
When do you expect
to go to trial?
(reporters clamoring)
WOMAN: Do you really think
she's innocent?
Answer to your questions.
No comment, no comment,
no comment.
But you can quote me.
Hello.
Yeah, it's me.
Yeah, I got a good reason
for calling you.
You never told me that Perry
Mason was gonna be her attorney.
You knew all about her.
Who did you think
she was gonna get-- Nixon?
I'm saying that you should've
told me, okay?
I'm keeping an eye
on him, that's all.
I see how someone
could've gotten in.
How's that?
This window was painted shut.
Looks like someone used
your gardening trowel
to force it open.
You'd think
the police would've noticed.
They're not looking to prove
that someone entered your house
and replaced
your shoes and dress
with ones worn
during the murder.
Whoever it was...
had my earring,
knew what dress and shoes
to buy.
It's eerie.
How often was the security code
to Gordon's house changed?
Every two weeks.
Tell me about Gordon's
relationship to his family.
It wasn't exactly
a Norman Rockwell portrait.
Mr. Gordon's first wife
committed suicide.
And his three children
were either terrified,
resentful, or both.
What about his current wife--
Paula, isn't it?
Mm-hmm. They've been married
ten years,
but they weren't getting along.
Mr. Gordon, about a year ago,
banished her to his penthouse
apartment in town.
She didn't like me.
Felt threatened by you?
I suppose so.
I'm curious, Della.
How did you get along
with a man like Gordon?
It wasn't always easy.
He was-he was tough.
But if he liked you,
respected you,
he was fair, very loyal,
even generous.
He was the best at what he did.
But, uh, I guess
I was used to that.
You spoiled me.
As always, this is terrible.
(chuckles)
As always, you flatter me.
I don't have to tell you that
we've very little to go on.
I know.
We're gonna need a private
investigator right away.
Paul Drake?
I haven't seen him since...
Fourth of July. You both came up
to San Francisco that weekend.
How is he?
Oh, he's fine. Just wonderful.
(lively jazz playing)
I
(band plays flourish)
(low crowd chatter)
I
- Hello, Paul.
- How are you?
- Good. Yourself?
- Good, good.
I talked to Della.
She seems to be doing okay.
I already talked to a contact
of mine downtown,
and I think I can get
into the property
and sneak a look
at the evidence.
Might take a little finagling,
but I think I can do it.
You play here often?
Well, I sit in with these guys
now and then
and, uh, let off a little steam.
Make 'em sound good.
Do we have a date for
the preliminary hearing yet?
Not yet.
How is the Drake Detective
Agency these days?
A little bit more my style
than my father's,
but, uh, I'm doing fine.
How many operatives do you have?
One.
One beside yourself?
No, just one. Me.
What happened to the others?
I decided to reduce
the overhead.
Last time I saw you,
you were working on a novel.
How's it coming?
I'm about halfway through,
give or take a chapter.
That's what you said
last time I saw you.
Why am I getting
a third degree here?
'Cause we're talking
about Della's life.
I need an experienced
investigator.
Check, please.
I'll get it.
I am an experienced
investigator.
Paul, I worked with your father
many years.
I've known you all your life.
I know you're smart
and I'm sure you're good,
but I don't know if you're ready
for this one.
Sorry to be so blunt,
but it's the way I feel.
I'll talk to you soon.
Perry! Hey, come on.
I like to play the sax
now and then.
Sherlock Holmes had a violin.
I like to write,
so did Dashiell Hammett.
All I'm saying is I run my life
and my business to suit me.
But I am quite capable.
Now, my lifestyle
might not click with you,
but Della means too much to me.
I'm not taking no for an answer.
I'm working this case.
Meet me tomorrow...
11:00 a.m., your office.
-(engine starts)
- Be on time.
(engine starts)
(tires squealing)
Hey, watch it!
(tires squealing)
(rustling)
What are you doing?
I thought I'd get here
before Perry showed up
and tidy up a bit.
What's the problem?
Seems I recall your father
keeping this place
somewhat neater.
- Oh.
-(Della chuckles)
How you doing?
Couldn't be in better hands.
Perry's got me on a short
ticket, you know that.
Don't let him get you down.
No, he doesn't get me down.
Perry's kind of like
my Vince Lombardi.
He motivates me to complete
the 80-yard pass of life.
You handling this as well
as you're coming across?
I'll let you know.
What is all this?
- That?
Mm-hmm.
It's my work.
This, what you have
in your hand,
the Steiger case,
Kaplan v. Kaplan,
Ricky Steinmetz v.
The Casa De Campo Apartments.
Not exactly crimes of the
century, but they pay the bills.
And, uh, what's this?
This is the shutoff notice
from the phone company.
(door opens)
Good morning.
Give me a couple of hours, and
you won't recognize this place.
I don't recognize it now.
The preliminary hearing's set
for next week.
We don't have much time.
- I'm available.
- Good, let me fill you in.
Oh, went downtown
this morning...
went over the police report.
Here's a copy for you.
Also spoke to a friend of mine
on the force
who was on the investigation,
and I did manage to get him
to give me a look
at the physical evidence.
Here's an itemized copy
of everything they're holding
in Property.
So, unless something new
has broken
in the last 20 or 30 minutes,
I'm up to date.
Fine.
Now, the dress that was found
at Della's house,
we need to know who bought it.
Let's see. I found
the charge slip right here.
It has the sale's number
and the design.
Okay. You have the receipt
for the shoes by any chance?
It's in here someplace.
Need some help in there, dear?
No, thank you.
Here.
All right, I'm off.
Thanks.
(door closes)
Hope I'm doing the right thing
with him.
I'm the one who should be
concerned, and I'm not.
You'll see.
Well, I have to get
the cleaning crew in here
and order some more supplies.
Della,
you do recall
that you are the client?
Perry, for the first time
I know what it's like
to be the accused.
So I'd like to stay busy.
In that case,
I need detailed information
on all members of the family,
in particular their finances,
and whatever you can get
on the housekeeper.
Mm-hmm.
That should hold me for a while.
I don't know
if I've mentioned it, but...
it's nice seeing you again.
SALESWOMAN: Ma'am, everything
we have is out here.
WOMAN: My sister lives...
Will she be able
to return it later?
Ma'am, this is a sale.
- I'll look around.
- Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi. Can I help you?
I'm trying to find out
how many of this dress
in this size was...
Wait. Who are you?
Private investigator.
This is very important.
Look, I really don't have time
right now.
I have a lot of customers.
Uh, like me.
You know what? I'll take this.
You actually want this?
Can't resist a sale.
Would you do me a favor?
Would you just take a look
at this receipt,
tell me when the dress
was available?
Okay.
Uh, first two weeks
of this month.
That's great.
- Why great?
-'Cause it won't take you long
to go back through your receipts
and tell me how many in this...
Look, I don't have time.
Oh, it doesn't have
to be right now.
As long as it's soon.
This afternoon is soon enough.
People do this kind of thing
for you often?
All the time.
Don't even have to buy anything.
And you're really gonna
take this?
That depends.
Ah.
It's me.
Listen, we gotta talk.
They're getting close.
Well, I don't like it.
I'm staying on this guy's case.
No, you listen to me!
I want to get very lost,
and that means I want more.
And soon. Got it?
Call you later.
I'm here to see Mr. Braddock.
- Mr. Mason?
- Yes.
He's expecting you.
Mr. Mason is here.
Just be a moment.
(vehicle approaching)
(birds chirping)
Is he in?
He's with Mrs. Gordon.
Tell him I'm here.
David Gordon is on his way in.
Sorry to interrupt
like this, Ken,
but since Paula won't return
my phone calls,
I had to do something.
What is it you want?
Putting our personal feelings
about each other aside
for a moment, we have to talk
about Gordon Industries.
Really?
Father ran it pretty much
as a one-man operation.
And there's no one
in the company ready
to step into his position.
Besides you, evidently.
I think it's important
for the profile of the company
that we demonstrate quickly
a continuity of leadership.
David,
your record
as an entrepreneur is dismal.
And Arthur never had anything
but contempt for your judgment.
There's just no way in hell
you're going
to take over the company.
You'd better talk to her, Ken.
Kathryn, Laura and I
jointly own 50% of this company.
And a fight for control
could hurt everyone.
PAULA: Which is exactly
why you won't do it.
Now, don't try
to bluff me, David.
You haven't got the style.
Talk to her.
(clock chiming)
(intercom buzzing)
- Yes?
-(door closes)
Yes, sir.
You can go in now.
Thank you.
Hello, Ken.
- Nice seeing you again.
- Nice to see you, Perry.
Perry Mason, Paula Gordon.
Thank you for meeting me,
Mrs. Gordon.
I've explained to Mrs. Gordon
that she's under no obligation
to talk to you, Perry.
I'm not sure why I would want
to speak with the lawyer
who's representing
my husband's murderer.
First of all, Mrs. Gordon,
it has not been proven
that Miss Street killed
your husband.
Second, your cooperation
will save you
the inconvenience
of a formal deposition.
She's not withdrawing
her cooperation, Perry.
Let's just make it brief,
shall we?
Yes.
You're the head
of the Arthur Gordon Foundation.
Could you tell me
what that entails?
The Arthur Gordon Foundation
is basically
a philanthropic endeavor,
awarding grants and funding
to various projects
such as conservation research,
aid to artists,
that sort of thing.
The foundation operates
out of my offices, Perry,
using my staff under
the direction of Mrs. Gordon.
Why was your husband going
to remove you as director?
That's a private matter.
I'm sure it is,
but I'd like to know.
Actually my husband didn't
need a reason
for behaving badly.
I understand that you and Mr.
Gordon weren't living together.
That Mr. Gordon moved you
to a Century City apartment.
"Moved me"?
Were those Della Street's
very words?
Were you upset
that she was replacing you
as director of the foundation?
Upset?
Listen!
Della Street is
obviously insane.
She has never done anything
but try to manipulate Arthur.
She wanted him
all to herself.
When it finally dawned on her
that she was not gonna get
what she wanted,
she does this lunatic,
obscene thing!
Perry, we can't go on
with this.
It's too provocative.
Yes, perhaps it is.
Thank you, Mrs. Gordon.
Oh, Ken.
I saw David Gordon
on my way in here.
What did he say to you?
Should he have said something?
No. Of course not.
He also seemed on edge.
But then, it's a trying time
for all of us.
I'm sorry.
Paula.
I shouldn't have lost
my temper like that.
If he puts you on the stand,
and I suspect that he will,
you'd better play down
any expressions of jealousy.
I understand.
WOMAN (over speakers):
Attention, shoppers.
We are now featuring
a 30% discount
on all our televisions
in our electronics department.
(bell chimes)
(gentle music playing
over speakers)
(bell chimes)
WOMAN (over speakers):
Attention, all shoppers.
Please take advantage
of our white sale savings
now featured
in our linen department.
Savings of up to 50%.
(engine starts)
I
(tires screeching)
(buzzer sounds nearby)
-(engine starts)
-(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(sharp crack)
(grunts)
(hissing)
You so much as hint to the
lieutenant I let you look
at that evidence in Property,
and I'll level you.
I can't figure out
why I let you talk me into it.
Stuck up for you in school,
let people know you were
more than just a big, dumb jock.
Who said I was a dumb jock?
I'd rather not mention
any names.
Don't-don't worry,
I took care of it.
(laughs)
I'm not sure I even liked you.
COOPER:
Bullet hole in the temple.
Shot must've come from up there.
Explains why he lost control
of the car.
Why was this guy
following Drake?
We're not sure yet,
but we think it has to do
with Della Street.
Who was he?
According to his ID,
his name was Robert Lynch.
We're running a make on him.
MASON:
Paul free to go?
COOPER: You got everything
you need from him?
Yep.
COOPER:
Okay, you can go.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
(clears throat)
Thanks for coming down.
I think they would've held me
all night.
Probably.
Now, I'm not looking
for applause or anything,
but this is a small break
in the case,
wouldn't you say?
You wouldn't.
It would've been
if we had Lynch alive.
Don't look at me.
I didn't shoot him.
No, you followed him.
But he caught on to you.
- Good night, Paul.
- But, uh...
Paul...
your office, 10:00 a.m.
sharp.
Stratton!
Now what do you want?
Oh, boy, you've had a tough day,
I can tell.
Why don't you let me
buy you a cup of coffee?
Old times' sake, huh?
Well, if you're buying.
DELLA: I wrote up the
information you wanted
on the members of the family.
Excellent, Miss Street.
Excellent.
He's late.
You are...
I realize I'm a bit late,
but I don't think you'll mind
when you take a look at that.
Right from the police lab.
Says here that the bullet
that killed Lynch
came from a .32 caliber pistol.
I couldn't exactly see
who fired at him,
but I did get a flash
of the gun.
It was very shiny, like it was
silver-plated or something.
Here's a full rundown
on Robert--
he preferred "Bobby"-- Lynch.
How'd you get all this?
Sergeant Stratton
is friend of mine.
He can't do enough for me.
As you can see by this report,
Bobby was a very bad boy.
This is interesting.
The last time Lynch
was in prison,
he stabbed a prisoner
while doing time
for knifing a tavern owner.
But a woman stabbed Gordon.
We assumed it was a woman only
because the housekeeper saw
someone dressed like you
running away in the dark.
What, are you suggesting that
Robert killed Gordon in drag?
I'm saying it's possible.
Look at this. He was five-six,
weighed 140 pounds.
He could have fit
into that dress.
That's quite a theory.
Each member of this family had
a lot to gain by Gordon's death.
One or more of them
could have hired Lynch
to commit their murder,
then dispose of him
when he became a liability.
I'd say we need to find out
everything we can
about this man Lynch.
Robert was staying
at a hotel downtown.
Why don't I run over there
and snoop around?
Why don't you? But, Paul...
Yes, I know,
no breaking and entering.
First thing on my list.
We're seeing the family when?
Uh, they read the will at 11:00.
Nice work, Paul.
Thank you, Della.
-(door closes)
- You didn't think so?
Think what?
That it was nice work.
Oh, yes.
You didn't mention it.
He's still on the case,
isn't he?
DELLA: Your father was
a very dear friend to me.
I didn't kill him.
I believe you.
BRADDOCK:
By the way,
this is Perry Mason,
Della Street's attorney.
Get her out of here.
- Paula.
- I won't have it!
Della Street is a beneficiary
under the terms
of your late husband's will.
She has a right to be present.
That is correct.
It's grotesque.
Exactly who are you trying
to impress with your outrage,
Paula?
You were as happy to see him
gone as anyone else.
Kathryn, don't say that.
I think it's time to proceed.
KATHRYN: By all means,
let's don't deal with it.
Let's get on with it, shall we?
If no one objects,
I won't read
the whole document now,
but will specify
the distribution of assets.
Naturally, you will each be
given copies of the will later.
First, the shares in the company
are to be divided as follows:
50% to Paula, the remaining 50%
distributed equally
between David, Kathryn
and Laura.
This house,
the Century City apartment,
the lodge in Aspen,
along with all their contents
are left to Paula.
David is to receive all of
Arthur's personal belongings,
along with cash in the amount
of $4 million.
Kathryn and Laura
are to receive $4 million each.
And Della Street, $500,000.
Get out of my house.
Della didn't kill your husband.
I have good reason to believe
he was killed by a man
dressed to look like her.
What are you talking about?
What man?
I believe an ex-convict
named Lynch was hired
to Kill Mr. Gordon.
Hired by whom?
One of you.
Only one of you
could have given Lynch
the security code to this house.
Only one of you.
Now that is intriguing.
Personally, I suspect me.
Okay, let's wrap it up.
(door opens)
Saw the lights on, thought
I'd come by and take a look.
You called the precinct
and asked where I was.
Lieutenant Cooper
was very helpful.
He speaks very highly of you,
by the way. He does.
Drake, what are you doing here?
This is where Lynch
was staying, huh?
You trying to get me suspended
or something?
You know what I want
to know, Stratton?
How could a guy like Lynch
afford a hotel suite like this?
(distant siren wailing)
Where'd you find this?
Bedroom.
Guess he was a little weird.
I want to show Mason this.
Hey, Drake, get out of here!
Hey! Now, I'm willing to live up
to my end of the deal.
What deal?
I find something,
you're the first to know.
My word on that.
This is an important
piece of evidence.
Out of here or I bust you
for obstructing justice.
You don't mean that.
Beat it now.
You mean it.
All right, I'm going,
but I am very disappointed.
Okay, you guys, come on.
Let's wrap it up. Let's go.
OFFICER:
Okay, let's pack it up.
OFFICER 2:
I'm ready. See you at the lab.
MAN (whispering): Are you sure
the police are gone?
MAN 2:
I'll take a look at the bedroom.
You check out the living room.
MAN 1:
Nothing back there.
Hey, this what you looking for?
MAN 2: Give that to me.
Come on. Let's go.
(door closes)
I
MASON:
This is Miss Della Street.
We have the estate's permission
to remove
her personal belongings.
(door opens)
We didn't mean to startle you.
It's okay. I thought I'd left
something in here.
Excuse me.
Laura...
That was odd enough.
What do you suppose
she was looking for?
I should have a key.
Yeah, here it is.
What's that?
Seems as though Mr. Gordon
was keeping a file
on Laura's husband Chris.
He's been
a very active young man.
He's a ranked tennis player.
This ranking isn't about tennis.
Still a little bit wet
out on the courts.
So we're gonna go in
for a drink.
Terrible weather.
I'm sure a ranking player
like your husband
must be disappointed.
Yes, I'm sure he is.
May I ask you a question?
I suppose so.
Why were you in
your father's study?
I told you, I thought I forgot
something in there.
Wouldn't happen to be a report,
would it?
No. Why?
There's one
in your father's desk
from a private detective...
on your husband's
extramarital affairs.
I don't know anything
about that.
It's hard to imagine
your father wouldn't have
mentioned it to you.
If you had removed that report,
it might have appeared that you
were trying to cover up.
One more reason why you might
have had your father killed.
I think you'd better leave.
How's it gonna look
when I put you on the stand
and it comes out that you needed
your inheritance to support him?
I did not kill my father!
I couldn't do that!
You or your husband could have
hired someone to do it for you.
Leave me alone.
So what's going on?
Just talking about your game.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Are you all right?
Take me home.
I got to take Janis back
to her place.
Janis can take a cab.
You're taking me home.
Since when do you give orders?
Since I inherited $4 million.
Go tell her.
Now.
Hey, what are we arguing about?
I'll get her a cab, and then
we'll go home and relax, okay?
MASON: Did you get a good look
at any of them?
No.
Could you recognize the voice
if you heard it again?
No, but I won't forget
those cowboy boots.
I can't subpoena
a pair of cowboy boots.
Look, from where I was, I'm very
lucky I didn't break my neck.
You've been close to important
leads on two occasions,
both times they've gotten away
from you.
Come on, Perry!
I'll admit I haven't
exactly saved the day,
but I have not come up
empty-handed either.
We do not have one concrete bit
of evidence on Della's behalf!
I am just as concerned
about Della as you are.
Perry, what would you
like me to do?
Find a way to tie Lynch
into whoever hired him.
Consider it done.
Paul.
It's the large amount of money
Gordon left Della in his will.
It gives the prosecution
one thing it did not have...
a motive.
Hey, there, buddy!
Uh, listen, the police report
said Lynch had a wife,
but I can't find her.
I thought I was rid of you.
Come on, am I asking for much?
He had an ex-wife.
An ex-wife.
Well, no wonder
I can't find her.
She was probably going by
her maiden name.
Where is she?
Stratton!
(muffled music playing)
Stratton.
(whispering):
Are they still in there?
Yeah.
Who's this?
P.I. friend of mine.
- How you doing?
-(whispers): Back off.
Police. Open up!
Freeze!
(music playing loudly)
Keep 'em covered.
Right.
Hands on the head!
Back in the room. Come on.
Hold it!
(gunshot, music stops)
Nice shot.
Ah...
You gonna tell me
where the ex-wife is now?
At a country and western dump
called the Quarterhorse Club.
Thanks.
Hey, what are friends for?
Have a nice day.
-(upbeat music plays)
- Stretch! Come on!
You can do it! That's it!
All right, one... and two.
Three... four...
Hold your stomachs in.
Sally, hold it in!
Stretch, get those arms up!
I want to see energy!
And one, and two,
and three. Come on!
Five, and six,
seven, eight, nine...
I... I need a couple of weeks.
I been two-weeked
to death by you.
Look, I'm coming
into big money, huh?
I'll double the interest, okay?
It's your last chance.
Sorry about your old man.
(lock spinning)
(lock clunks open)
What are you doing here?
You're very hard to reach
on the phone.
What do you want?
Where were you Wednesday
afternoon, around 5:00?
Why do you want to know?
Bobby Lynch, the ex-convict
I think murdered your father,
was killed about then,
probably by whoever hired him.
Wait a minute.
You're saying I hired him?
I've an inventory of the loans
you've taken out
to fund your investment.
You're overextended
to the point
no bank will lend you money.
So what?
So, in spite of what you might
have wanted people to think,
you were virtually bankrupt.
Until your father was killed.
You've got a lot of nerve.
And nothing to back it up.
About Wednesday...
can you prove where you were?
I don't have to.
There was a gentleman
looking for you earlier.
Yes, I know.
Then he found you.
Good.
(country music playing)
Now all that pain
I'm gonna leave behind
Don't be surprised
'Cause I've gotten wise
A better love
I know one day I'll find
I realize
You hate good-byes
I realize
You hate good-byes.
(man whooping)
(audience cheering, applauding)
(song ends)
- Very nice.
- Thanks.
Oh, it seems like we've been
rehearsing all afternoon.
I haven't seen
any of Bobby's family
since the divorce.
Large family?
Well, there's his mom
and his dad
and his two big brothers.
You never met them?
No, that's why I wanted
to give them my condolences.
Oh.
I was going to drive
out there this weekend
and express my sympathy.
But I think it's better
if you go.
I mean, you are fully ordained.
True.
Yeah.
Sometimes, with my new
perspective on life,
I like to look
for redeeming things
about Bobby Lynch,
but I just can't think of any.
I can't imagine how you got him
to go to your church.
Well, it was kind of
touch and go.
Uh, w-where is his family?
- Out near Acton.
- MAN: Luanne, we're ready.
-(country music playing)
- Oh, I gotta go.
Oh, just where is
your ministry, anyway?
Um...
Everywhere.
Oh... that's wonderful.
(laughs)
(seagulls calling)
MASON: Beautiful place
you have here, Miss Gordon.
There's no place like home.
And for what I've paid for it,
there shouldn't be.
How did you get along
with your father?
He thought I was a tramp.
I thought he was...
a cold, remote tyrant
who drove my mother to suicide.
We understood each other.
Are you always this candid?
13 years of analysis helps.
I assume you're here
because you think I had
something to do with his murder.
Where were you
Wednesday afternoon?
Oh...
I can't recall that far back.
Can you recall
who's in the next room?
What?
There was another drink
on this table.
It's still wet.
Why don't I guess
and say it's Ken Braddock?
BRADDOCK:
Lucky guess, Perry?
Not altogether.
I noticed at
the reading of the will
you didn't light her cigarette
but handed her your lighter.
A fairly intimate gesture.
(chuckles)
Very good.
He's cute.
Why the deception?
Al right.
Once this all quiets down,
I'm filing for divorce.
Perry, I would hope
my relationship
with Kathryn would remain...
confidential.
I can understand that.
Oh, and by the way,
Kathryn was here, with me,
Wednesday afternoon.
All afternoon.
My wife thinks I was
in San Diego
with a client.
Thank you both.
I'll see myself out.
(door opens)
(door closes)
You don't have to cover for me.
Huh?
Well, this is
a serious matter, Kate.
I've been thinking.
I don't think we should
see each other for a while.
Until you get around
to divorcing your wife.
Oh, come on, now.
All I need is
just a little more time.
I've been giving you that.
But, Kate...
I love you.
Doesn't everyone?
Wait.
I really do... love you.
Be patient.
I'm trying.
DRAKE:
Della? Still here?
Mm-hmm.
Perry needed some background
information on the foundation.
What are you doing?
I have to run out to Acton,
talk to Lynch's family.
Acton?
I just read something
about that.
Here. Here, look.
The Gordon Foundation has
a solar power
research project there.
Let me see that.
That's our tie-in.
The Foundation to Lynch.
To Paula.
What are you doing with that?
Taking out some insurance.
You better talk to Perry
about that first.
Oh, don't worry
about me, Della.
I'm not planning on using this,
but if I have to,
I know exactly
what to do with it.
But...
See you in court.
Bullets.
(low indistinct chatter)
Good morning, David.
Paula.
Good morning.
Have you heard from Paul yet?
DELLA:
No.
You aren't worried, are you?
Of course not.
You're taking notes?
Part of my job, isn't it?
Why, I suppose so.
Good morning, Counselor.
Yes, it is.
All please rise.
Division Six
of the Municipal Court
of Los Angeles County,
State of California,
is now in session.
Honorable Norman Whitewood
presiding.
Please be seated
and come to order.
Got any gas?
Business was so bad, the company
took their pumps back.
How much further
to Acton from here?
You're stepping in it.
Look, I'm from the, uh,
State Solar Power Commission.
There's a project near here
I'm supposed to inspect.
Could you direct me, please?
Never seen a solar project.
You ever hear of one?
(laughs)
Not around here.
Could you direct me
to the Lynches' place?
That I can do.
Um, go up
to the first crossroads,
turn left,
go down that for two miles,
and then take your first right.
That'll get you there.
Thank you.
No big deal.
(engine starts)
(clanging)
Hello, Mr. Lynch?
Yeah, you wanted me to call
if somebody asked
about your project.
Hmm, well, somebody just did.
Yeah, he's a young guy.
He's on his way.
Al right.
Bye-bye.
Dr. Henderson,
you are a medical examiner
in the employ
of the County of Los Angeles.
Is that correct?
- Yes. -Did you do an autopsy
on the deceased?
Yes.
And did you reach an opinion
as to the cause of death?
The deceased died from a wound
caused by the penetration
of a sharp instrument
through the solar plexus
upward into his heart.
I show you
People's Exhibit Three
and ask you
if you recognize this.
Yes, it has my mark on it.
SCOTT: I see.
Mm-hmm.
Now I show you
People's Exhibit Four.
A dress.
Did you have an occasion
to examine this?
- Yes.
- And what were your findings?
Bloodstains on the material
were the same
as the blood type
of the deceased, type O.
SCOTT: Thank you very much.
Your witness.
Dr. Henderson?
How long have you been
a medical examiner?
14 years.
In that time, have you seen
other fatal injuries
-such as in this case?
- Yes.
How often have you seen
wounds like this?
HENDERSON: I can't say exactly.
Probably in excess of 200.
How much force
would be necessary
to inflict this type wound?
Oh, considerable.
Why is that?
Because of the tough muscle
surrounding the heart
and the protective placement
of the rib cage.
With that in mind,
would it be fair to say
that the force necessary
would be
more than considerable?
I suppose so, yes.
Thank you, Dr. Henderson,
that'll be all.
WHITEWOOD:
You may step down.
(country music playing nearby)
(music grows louder)
Hello?!
(music playing loudly)
Hi.
Sorry to barge in
on you like this.
Hello.
I'm sorry to barge in
on you like this.
Is Mr. Lynch around?
No.
Will he be back soon?
No.
I need to talk to Mr. Lynch.
It's very important.
Try the side road.
Thanks.
I'll let myself out.
Please tell the court
what you saw next.
I hurried
to the top of the stairs,
which looked down to the foyer.
I saw a woman
run out of the house.
Could you identify her?
No, her back was to me.
I show you this dress marked
People's Exhibit Four,
and ask you
if you recognize it.
The woman I saw
was wearing a dress
that looked exactly like that.
SCOTT:
Prior to this occasion,
have you ever seen
a dress like this?
Yes.
Who was wearing it?
Miss Della Street.
(gallery murmuring)
Your witness.
Mrs. Jeffries,
you testified
that you were in bed
when you were buzzed
-on the intercom.
- That's right.
Were you asleep?
Watching TV.
Do you wear glasses?
- No.
- Have you ever?
No.
When was the last time
you had an eye examination?
During my physical,
two months ago.
Your eyesight was perfect?
Objection.
Calls for expert testimony
on the part of the witness.
Sustained.
Was your eyesight 20/20?
Yes, it was. It is.
How dark was the foyer
that evening?
Not so dark that I couldn't see
a woman in that dress,
running away.
Oh, oh, no!
-(gavel banging)
-(gallery murmuring)
Mrs. Jeffries,
did you get a good look
at the woman
who just ran out?
Just from the back.
Could you describe
what she was wearing?
MRS. JEFFRIES:
A flowered print dress.
And she was carrying
a beige handbag
with a shoulder strap.
Mr. Jones, please ask the woman
to come back inside.
I must congratulate you,
Mrs. Jeffries.
The description of the dress
and the bag were
completely accurate.
You missed only
one significant detail.
This is not a woman.
-(gallery murmuring)
-(gavel banging)
WHITEWOOD:
Order in the court.
Order in the court.
Quiet, please.
(gavel banging)
This gentleman is Robert Hunter.
A professional
Hollywood stuntman,
who has doubled for many
top female television
and motion picture stars.
I object on the grounds
of relevance,
Your Honor.
The days of these theatrics
are long since gone.
Mr. Mason.
Have you any further questions
for this witness?
No, Your Honor.
WHITEWOOD: You may step down,
Mrs. Jeffries.
Counsel?
Your Honor, Mr. Mason
is trying to compensate
for his lack
of any credible defense
by turning this courtroom
into a sideshow.
I'm trying to establish
the plausibility
that someone
beside the defendant
killed Mr. Gordon.
In this case, a man.
I still object to this kind
of disruptive behavior.
This line of questioning is
irrelevant and immaterial.
Your Honor, my client is
on trial for murder.
I ask the court for the widest
possible latitude.
Well, I concur, Mr. Mason.
So I'm overruling
your objections.
But I am cautioning the defense
to keep his performance
within the bounds
of acceptable court procedure.
I appreciate
the court's indulgence.
He's allowing me to introduce
the concept of Bobby Lynch.
Where is Paul?
Morning.
I'm looking for Mr. Lynch.
Who are you?
I'm from the insurance company.
You selling?
No, uh, we were carrying
a policy
on his son Robert.
I have a check for him.
He'll be pleased.
Hope so.
He's up ahead.
Thank you.
(engine starts)
- Where'd he go?
- He's over in that gulley I bet!
All right,
put 'em down real easy.
Ah! Don't turn around!
All right... now.
You the one that shot my son?
No, I'm not.
Who said I did?
Bailiff, will you show
the witness
People's Exhibit Four, please?
Do you recognize that dress?
Yes.
Your store sold that particular
style and make of dress,
is that correct?
Yes. We carried it the first
two weeks of last month.
Thank you, Bailiff.
Do you recognize this man?
Yes.
Let the record show
the witness has identified one
Robert Lynch.
Did, uh, Lynch purchase
that dress from you?
- Yes.
- Now, you have
a lot of customer's
pass through your store.
How is it you remember him?
He was very specific
about what he wanted.
Do you remember anything else
about him?
- Yes, he paid cash.
- Thank you.
Your witness.
(Scott clears throat)
Is there anyone else
in this courtroom
you recall having bought
this dress?
Yes.
Could you point that person out,
please?
That woman.
Let the record show
that the witness identified
the defendant.
(tires screech)
- Hold it!
- What's the problem, Officer?
- You can't park there.
- Excuse me. I have an emergency.
This is an illegal parking zone.
Excuse me, but I have
to get in court this very...
There is a parking lot
two blocks down.
Listen, this is a question
of life or death.
Is there some kind
of arrangement
-that you and I could make?
- What do you mean?
What's the worse you could
hit me with here?
Well, illegal parking, blocking
access to a public building,
and probably some minor
vehicle-condition infractions.
I'll take it.
Just leave it on the windshield.
And please don't tow me,
all right?
Mr. Williams, you are
a parole officer employed
by the State of California,
is that correct?
It is.
How well did you know
Robert Lynch?
He was a parolee,
he reported to me.
And how long since he was
released from the penitentiary?
About six months.
Why was Lynch in prison?
A manslaughter conviction;
he stabbed a man to death.
Are you aware of the
circumstances surrounding
the death of Robert Lynch?
Just that he was shot
and killed.
Objection, Your Honor, again
on the grounds of relevancy.
The defense is attempting
to show that Robert Lynch killed
Arthur Gordon, and was in turn
himself murdered
by the person who hired him in
order to guarantee his silence.
As I ruled earlier,
the court is willing to grant
a wide latitude,
but when does defense expect
to substantiate
the relevance of all this?
Your Honor, we intend
to do that now.
Overruled.
No questions at this time.
MASON:
No further questions.
WHITEWOOD: You may step down,
Mr. Williams.
Mr. Mason?
I call Paula Gordon
to the stand.
You're head of the Arthur Gordon
Foundation, are you not?
That's correct.
And you have personally approved
all of the grants and projects
that the foundation endows?
Yes.
Are you familiar with a certain
solar power project
located near Acton, California?
Yes.
Have you inspected the facility?
No.
But you did sign the checks
-for that project.
- Yes.
That's all.
But I don't under...
No further questions,
Mrs. Gordon.
Miss Gordon, do you own a gun?
Yes.
Could you describe it
for the court?
It's a silver-plated
.32 caliber revolver
with a pearl handle.
Pearl handle?
My father gave it to me
as sort of a joke.
He thought I had
very expensive tastes.
(chuckles) He was right.
Where do you keep that revolver?
At my home.
Is it there now?
Yes.
I must object to this line
of questioning
as totally irrelevant
and immaterial.
The victim in this case
was killed by a stabbing.
Mr. Mason?
Your Honor, I've only one more
question of the witness.
Overruled.
How can you be sure the gun
is still at your home?
It's in a drawer in my bedstand.
I saw it there this morning.
No further questions.
Mr. Braddock,
you are the attorney
for the Arthur Gordon
Foundation, is that correct?
Yes, sir, that's correct.
Naturally, you're familiar with
the solar project at Acton?
Yes. I drew up all the documents
for Mrs. Gordon.
Who received the money for the
construction of the project?
That's rather difficult
to answer, Mr. Mason.
I have an attorney-client
relationship with Mrs. Gordon
and the foundation.
That information is privileged.
But your activities
are not privileged, counselor,
and you're under oath.
I don't need you to explain
that to me, Mr. Mason.
Mr. Braddock, are you aware
there is no such project
in existence?
No, I wasn't aware of that.
Isn't it true that you diverted
that project money to yourself?
No.
Isn't it true that you needed
the money
to support your mistress...
Kathryn Gordon?
Absolutely not.
Would you like to reconsider
your testimony?
No.
In that case, Mr. Braddock,
would you like me
to read to the court
a sworn statement
by one Frank Lynch
describing how you not only used
him to divert the funds to you,
but paid him
to protect your fraud,
how you hired his son,
Robert Lynch,
to murder Arthur Gordon
and frame Della Street?
Would you like me
to read it, Mr. Braddock?
Isn't it true that
if Della Street took over
the directorship
of the foundation,
she'd have discovered
your secret,
so you had to get her and Gordon
out of the way?
Isn't it true you killed Lynch
with Kathryn's revolver,
then tried to use her
as an alibi
for your whereabouts that day?
Isn't it true that murder
was gonna be the solution
to all your problems;
you'd have the money, the girl,
and no one would ever know?
Isn't it true, Mr. Braddock?!
I'm sorry, Kate.
Mr. Braddock.
Isn't it all true?
Yes.
(shocked murmuring)
(gavel banging)
Your Honor,
I move for a dismissal.
Order! Order in the court!
Did you move for a dismissal,
Mr. Mason?
I most certainly did,
Your Honor.
Do the People object?
No objection, Your Honor.
Very well. Case dismissed.
This court is adjourned.
All rise!
Not bad, considering
I didn't exactly get
a sworn statement from Lynch.
What is that?
This is the cutoff notice
from the phone company.
I didn't say I had a statement,
just if he'd like me
to read one.
Well, what do we do now?
We'll celebrate.
In that case, I'd like
to buy you both lunch.
I'll be along in a moment.
Della...
I'm fine. Just fine.
Congratulations.
Could I take a look
at that statement?
No. You can have it.
And I'd pick up that .32 pistol
while Braddock's prints
are still on it.
Oh, right. Thanks.
Until we meet again.
What?! Wait!
(reporters clamoring)
REPORTER:
Are you happy for the outcome?!
I thought you said
you had a car.
This is it. Hop in.
Uh, before I forget.
Nice work.
You, too.
(chuckles)
(laughs)