McBride: Anybody Here Murder Marty? (2005) Movie Script
[gentle music]
Received a tip off that someone
was passing counterfeit bills
at a bar in Glendale.
This is exhibit D. Is this one
of the counterfeit 100 dollar bills
you confiscated at the bar?
- Yes.
And this is a blow up
of the counterfeit bill,
a very good job.
Now, how did you proceed after
confiscating the counterfeit bills?
Our investigation led us to
the house of Mr. Feldstein.
We're searching
covered items connected
with a forging of US
treasury bank notes.
Plates?
- Yes, plates.
This is exhibit E, and where
did you find these plates?
In a rolled up desk in
Mr. Feldstein's house.
Can you think of any reason
why someone would possess
these plates,
other than to print
their own money?
None at all.
No further questions.
Mr. McBride, your witness.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Detective King, these are
definitely the plates you found
in Mr. Feldstein's house?
That's right.
- Take you long to find them? [whoosh]
Got five minutes.
[whoosh]
[indistinct police
radio chatter]
Not much of a hiding place.
Maybe some people are
dumber than you think.
As yourself.
[whoosh]
Find any other evidence?
- No.
Printing press,
counterfeit bills?
No.
These plates?
- That's it.
Did you print any
bills with these?
Didn't have to.
He had the,
plates and the counterfeit bills
from Glendale.
Ah, these plates?
Yes.
- I think we've established that
those are the plates
at Mr. Feldstein's house.
Yes, thank you Your Honor.
With the court's permission
I would like to
examine this evidence a
little more thoroughly.
Phil?
If you'll look closely,
you will see that
the plates confiscated
by Detective King
in Mr. Feldstein's apartment,
that Benjamin Franklin
seems to be wearing, what?
A set of headphones.
And that the banner
under the White House
reads "House of Rock."
Now we all know that
Benjamin Franklin invented
many useful and
interesting things,
but I'm almost certain
that headphones were not
among those inventions.
That's not possible.
So there's no way
that those plates
could have printed
the counterfeit money
that was confiscated
in Glendale.
That's probably why they
were so easy to find.
Mr. Feldstein wasn't
even trying to hide them.
That must be a mistake.
Feldstein's a convicted
counterfeiter.
Who paid his debt to
society over 23 years ago.
Your honor, Mr.
Feldstein was hired
by a movie production company
to make dummy plates and
play money for a film
called Easy Money.
Mr. Garcia, would you stand sir?
Mr. Garcia was the property
master on the film.
I have a sworn affidavit here
that he hired Mo Feldstein
to make dummy plates
and a hundred thousand
dollars worth of play money
to be used in the movie.
I don't, you know,
I, I can't, I think--
Your honor, I have no further
questions of this witness.
Witness may step down.
[indistinct mumbling]
Hey, you were on
fire in there McBride.
You're a regular Atticus Finch.
[chuckling]
Hopperly might take
exception to that, but thanks.
You know Mo, you should
have destroyed those plates
after the movie production
was over, you know that?
Yeah they took
so long to make.
It was my finest work.
I couldn't destroy them.
Mo, you know the police are
gonna have to destroy them.
That's a shame.
Let's see the police
destroying a Van Gogh.
A real Van Gogh?
[crowd applauding]
[upbeat music]
And we're back!
And we're here
talking with Tracy,
an aspiring singer.
Not aspiring, Marty.
I'm close to cutting an album.
I could do a number
for your audience.
[audience applauding]
Well, I'm sure that
would be wonderful, Tracy.
Unfortunately we have
our show to shoot.
Which you are the star.
[audience applauding]
So, let's get right down to it.
Revealing a secret
can be very painful.
But for other, keeping
it bottled up inside
can be worse.
Today's guest is here
because she wants to tell
her boyfriend, La
Verita, the truth.
[audience gasping]
So, let's bring out
Tracy's boyfriend, Joe.
[audience applauding]
Joe, me casa, su casa.
[Joe] Thanks.
- [Marty] Welcome have a seat.
Hey.
So good looking.
Now Joe, you know you're here
because Tracy wants
to tell you something.
But, what Tracy
doesn't know is that
you have a question
for her, don't you?
[Joe] I sure do.
Joe, the world is your stage.
And we're all here for you, pal.
Aren't we, folks?
[audience applauding]
Here you go.
You heard them.
I know it's taken
me a long time
to get around to
this, but oh heck,
I love you Tracy Ann Cannacot.
[audience chattering]
Will you marry me?
[audience gasping]
Ooh!
Joe is waiting for an answer.
But,
before you give it,
do you want to tell
him your secret?
[Audience] Tracy,
Tracy, Tracy, Tracy!
Tracy?
What is it, honey?
I'm seeing someone else.
[audience gasping]
What are you saying, honey.
Let's bring him out!
[audience booing]
Hey Joe.
Hey, Eddie.
Sorry pal.
[audience gasping]
You're seeing Eddie?
Let's go man!
[audience jeering]
Frame it up.
[Man] Pull him off of there!
You knew!
You knew what I was gonna say!
Who do you think you are?
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you for this!
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
it may have take
a thousand shows
but you heard it right
here tonight, live.
I just got my
first death threat.
[chuckling]
How sweet it is.
So, until the next time,
love, peace and happiness.
[upbeat music]
Goodnight.
[audience applauding]
Good job Marty. - Well, tell me.
- Magnificent show, buddy boy.
Think so?
- Yeah, best yet Marty.
Congratulations, Marty.
Thank you, sweetheart.
There's nothing for
you to do except to relax
and enjoy your party.
Well, since you
say so, I will.
Okay, you can smother him
with love at the party later.
Right?
Come on.
How about if I just
give you the jacket, okay?
Now go and get my suit,
the one that I'm
wearing to the party.
Just have to press this shirt.
I'll get it for you Marty.
Whatever, chop chop!
That guy Joe,
lunatic, loved him!
You were heroic.
Really?
- Oh yeah.
Death threat, I get chills.
Emmy?
Oh, Oscar, television.
It's your story.
So how does it feel
to hit a milestone,
10 years on the air.
Feels like 50.
Come on.
Get a couple of glasses
of bubbly inside you.
You'll feel better.
Look, you're tired.
It was a tough show.
Very tough.
It was a tough year.
You think?
Well, you could take
a break, you know.
Where am I gonna go?
Uh, Corma?
[chuckling]
- No come on, I'm serious.
No one goes there.
I don't know, Maui, Barbados.
Come on, get your
batteries recharged.
You know, get yourself fit.
Come out for the
next season fighting.
Pow!
- Oh!
Not the face.
Love you, mean it,
see you in 30 min.
[gentle jazzy music]
[Becky] A little higher
on the right, please.
Becky, almost ready?
That's good.
You really outdid yourself
with today's featured guest.
Well, perfect way
to mark 10 years.
And counting.
Look out Oprah.
The guy was really bum, though.
Yeah, how was
he when they left?
He gave security
quite a fight.
Over there, please.
Everybody gets their moment.
[suspenseful music]
[Man] Come on, the
party's starting.
[door creaking]
[slow, jazzy music]
Ah!
Victoria, you look ravishing.
You're too good for him.
That's what I always tell him.
[chuckling]
[birds chirping]
Hey.
Hey, Arnie.
- Any sign of him?
He was a little tired.
I'm not surprised if
he's running late.
[phone dialing and ringing]
Let's give him a call.
- [Marty] You've reached Marty's cell phone.
Well, no answer.
He must be on his way.
Everybody!
We're gonna get ready now.
Marty's on his way down.
[indistinct chatter]
Just gonna be a moment now.
All right.
[crowd cheering]
[upbeat music]
Hey, stop right there, you.
Freeze!
[indistinct chatter]
What are you doing?
I didn't do nothing!
I didn't do nothing!
I swear.
[Officer] Shut up!
- Get off!
[slow music]
[camera clicking]
Whoa, you can't come in here.
[camera clicking]
Did he use that to kill Marty?
Looks like it.
- That's Marty's Viewer's Choice Award.
Some people have no respect.
Marsh.
What have we got?
- Marty Caine.
Looks like he was
hit over the head.
Anything taken?
Not that we know of.
But we're still looking.
Who's the guy at the door?
Arnie Wilson,
the show's producer.
Captain's gonna love this.
[slow, jazzy music]
[indistinct TV chatter]
[TV Reporter] In
entertainment news,
police confirm this morning
that popular television
host, Marty Caine,
was murdered in his
office last night.
All right so this thing
is supposed to make us
a better cup of coffee, right?
[TV Reporter]
Preparing for a party
celebrating his 10 year...
Hey, hey look.
Roberta, she looks good, huh?
[TV Reporter] Police
have take A Joseph Devine
into custody.
- Hold on a second.
Didn't we have a client
named Joe Devine?
We did.
We had a client
named Joe Devine.
We wrote up a,
a record contract for him.
He was make a, a demo CD
for his girlfriend's singing.
[TV Reporter]
Witnesses say Mr. Devine
made death threats
against shock talk show.
Not anymore. - [TV Reporter] Before
being escorted off by security.
I didn't do it.
15 million people
heard you and saw you
threaten to kill Marty Caine.
And then you show
up at his party
covered in his blood.
I know it looks bad.
Yeah.
All right.
Tell me what happened
after the show.
I sat in my car,
steaming mad.
That guy Caine set me
up to look like a fool
on national television.
I'm down on one knee
proposing to my girlfriend.
He drags out my
supposed friend, Eddie
so Tracy can tell me
she's sleeping with him?
To Marty Caine
this is just another
episode of TV.
But to me and Tracy,
this is our lives.
What'd you do?
I thought that if I
explained that to him
he would understand.
You know, maybe he would take
more care with another guest
the next time.
Then what?
[whoosh]
At first I couldn't see him.
[slow music]
You could've just
called for help.
I was scared. I...
[whoosh]
Was he dead?
- He was still warm.
And that's how you got
blood all over your hands?
I panicked.
I didn't know what to do.
Could have called for help.
I was scared.
I must've passed
him in the hallway.
[suspenseful music]
Hey you, stop!
[loud thudding]
[group applauding]
Can you help me?
McBride.
You really know
how to pick them.
Well, you know me,
I love a challenge.
Especially when I think
the accused is innocent.
Where are you going?
- Detective Marsh and I
are heading downtown to
meet with the captain.
Why? - We need to make sure
that this high profile case
is handled carefully.
Captain wants to be apprised in person.
Captain afraid of getting
his image tarnished?
You know as well as I that the media
is going to be trying this case as we go.
Boy isn't that the truth?
Yeah.
I'll let you guys get to it.
- Thank you
Ready?
[jazzy music]
[phone ringing]
McBride Associates.
Hold on.
It's a reporter from
the National Informer.
I am in a very
important meeting.
Ah, he's in a very
important meeting.
Thank you.
Has that been happening a lot?
[phone ringing]
Ever since I
walked in the door.
Let the voicemail get it.
Marty Caine's murder
is big news, huh?
Oh, I talked to Wingy.
He said that the bail
situation is taken care of.
[Voicemail] You've reached the
offices of McBride and Associates.
Great. - [Voicemail] Please
leave a message after the beep.
Oh.
[phone beeping]
Can I please call a temp agency?
Yes.
Tell them to send a Rottweiler.
Thank you.
It's certainly true
that money doesn't equate
to taste, does it?
Hi, we're here to
see Mrs. Caine.
Come in.
Mrs. Caine, I'm McBride.
My associate Phil Dewberry
- Hello Mrs. Caine.
Please come in.
- Thank you.
Can I get you
something to drink or?
No.
It's fine.
We appreciate you seeing us.
We'll try not to take too much of your time.
How can I help? - Mrs.
Caine, I hope you don't mind my asking but,
how long were you
and Mr. Caine married?
It would have been
12 years next fall.
Very impressive. Especially for Hollywood.
- Well Marty was a big star
but when he came home to me he
would leave all that behind.
As I told you on the phone
the police believe
they have their man
but it is our opinion
he is innocent.
He publicly
threatened my husband.
He, he was caught
fleeing the scene
covered in my husband's blood.
Mrs. Caine, if I may,
there were no eye witnesses
to the actual assault.
What do you need to ask me?
- There were a lot of people
who had the opportunity
that night to
kill your husband.
The people who
work for the show,
all of the guests at the party.
I'm wondering if you
could think of any one
who might have a
motive to kill Marty?
Any one?
We're talking
about show business.
Um, afraid I don't follow.
It's a cutthroat business.
There are some people who
it's not good enough to succeed.
They need their friends to fail.
That's why Marty was thinking
about getting out of television.
Retiring?
Politics
Leaving one cutthroat
business for another?
Everybody was so upset.
Told them not to come in today.
I'm sure it was
a terrible shock.
I still can't believe it.
How long did you and
Marty work together?
Since Marty moved to Los
Angeles nearly 10 years ago.
When did you last see him?
- I walked into his office about six o'clock.
So energized, so focused.
He wanted to talk new ideas
for the next 10 years,
but I told him to relax.
He'd had a tough show.
You've seen it, right?
Yeah, we've seen it.
Well, I'll let you two
do what you have to do.
I've got to get back to work.
Showing reruns today.
Thanks.
I thought Marty's wife said
he was getting
out of television?
Well that wouldn't make
Arnie very happy, would it?
[slow music]
Ah.
You all right?
I'll take the pictures.
No, no, no.
It's cool.
Lunch isn't sitting very well.
Right.
Primarily this area we need.
Fingerprints on the
chair, bloodstain.
We need pictures of
the doorknobs, too.
So you can dump those
on the computer,
and we can print out
all those photographs.
Oh hi.
- Hi.
Did you get everything you need?
Um, for now yes.
Do you have any idea
who might have wanted
to do something
like this to Marty?
No, everyone loved Marty.
No professional jealousies?
None that I'm aware of.
Ah, what about the marriage?
Are you kidding?
Marty and Victoria were
like Rhett and Scarlet.
Didn't he leave
her in the end?
Well you know what I mean.
Like Rick and Ilsa, Casablanca.
Didn't she leave him in the end?
- Marty and Victoria were
an extremely devoted couple.
Right, I understand.
One thing that I will need
is a staff list of everybody
that worked on the show.
And all the
guests at the party.
Right. Well you're gonna have to
wait til my secretary gets back.
I press buttons on the
computer and the lights go out.
Thanks Arnie,
we'll be in touch.
Okay.
So everybody just loved
Marty Caine, did they?
That's what the man said.
Yeah, but that's not
what Mrs. Caine said.
It's true.
All right, so Marty was hit
on the back of the head.
Right.
- Where he fell.
Fell over like he was
headed toward the bathroom.
Okay, what's your point?
It's not what you'd
expect, tell me.
He's confronted by Joe
who's meant to be angry
enough to kill him.
Marty just turns his back on him?
- Marty was arrogant.
And clearly he was
arrogant enough to think
that Joe wasn't a danger.
He walks away from Joe.
And Joe what, brains
him with his own
Viewer's Choice Award?
Yes, that's what
the DA's gonna claim.
Yeah. It doesn't really pass
the smell test though, does it?
Marty Caine turned this back
because it never occurred
to him for a moment
he was in any danger.
He walked away not
because he was arrogant.
Because he felt safe.
Which means what?
Marty Caine knew his killer.
Well, I don't know
how to thank you
for securing my
bail, Mr. McBride
Just help me prove
you're innocent.
Do you have a comment?
- If you don't say anything,
they won't print anything.
[indistinct chatter]
[cameras clicking]
Tracy?
Honey, I've always loved you.
I am really sorry about
that business with Eddie.
Honey, you broke my heart.
I know baby, I'm sorry.
But that's over.
- You mean it?
Joe, do you forgive Tracy?
- Well I love her.
Tracy, does this mean you accept Joe's...
- You know what?
We're not gonna answer any
more questions right now.
We'll talk to you
guys another time.
Give him some air, all right?
Thanks a lot.
I'll give you a piece of advice.
Stay away from reporters.
They're not your friends.
- Okay.
Just get home and I'll
call you in a while.
Okay, thanks again.
[slow music]
[Phil] Wow, nice house.
Think he must be making
a little bit of money
working for Marty.
[dog barking]
[birds chirping]
[door slamming]
[knocking on door]
[doorbell ringing]
Hi, Becky Tranter?
Forget it, okay?
My name is McBride.
Are you Becky?
No, and she's not
doing any interviews.
Oh, we're we're not reporters.
No we're lawyers.
We represent the
gentleman who was accused
of killing Marty Caine.
My name's Phil.
Hey.
Um, we had a few
questions for Mrs. Tranter
if that's cool with you?
She's out back.
Cool.
- May we?
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I've gotta rush.
I've got an important
audition I've got to go to.
[McBride] That's fine.
What's your name?
I'm Gina, Gina Carson.
[McBride] Been
friends with Becky long?
We rent the place together.
Moved in about a year ago.
This has really hit her hard.
Did you ever meet Mr. Caine?
A couple of times with Becky,
Go easy on her.
[birds chirping]
Becky Tranter,
my name's McBride.
I'm a lawyer
representing Joe Devine.
Could we have a talk?
It's my fault he's dead.
[slow music]
I had a bunch of things to do.
I never thought, I mean,
you don't expect someone's
gonna come back and...
Take your time.
I should have
checked, you know.
If I would have just checked,
but instead I got distracted,
and I didn't follow up.
If I had done my job...
Thank you.
He seemed like a nice
enough guy before the show.
What happened after that?
I just finished up and
got ready for the party.
And you saw Marty,
you say, at around,
at 7:00 PM?
[whoosh]
Marty was just
out of the shower.
Hey Becky.
Hey.
How you doing?
Good.
Entertainment Tonight called.
Yeah?
- They need to move the interview to Tuesday.
They're bumping me, why?
They said something about
Cuba Gooding becoming available.
Oh, oh Cuba Gooding.
Excuse me.
They're very sorry.
So your conversation
was just about scheduling?
Pretty much.
- What's the real message here, Becky?
What are they really saying? That one
lousy best supporting actor beats my Emmy,
my five Golden Globes,
my Viewer's Choice Award?
And do they think
that the alumni
at the University
of New Hampshire
just gives their
award to anyone?
I'll be sure to tell them.
You do that.
[chuckling]
Who cares, it's my night.
Yeah.
Go, get ready for the party.
How long had you
worked for him?
Eight years.
He knew my father
back in the old days,
before Marty was famous.
We talked a bit about that, too.
Hey.
That, that was our first show.
My girlfriend is
hairier than I am.
[giggling]
We've grown.
Well, now here you
are 10 years later.
who would have thought it?
Not me.
Yeah.
Dad either.
He should be here.
I know.
See you at the party.
[whoosh]
Did you see him
again after that?
Not until they found him.
A 10 year run.
Do you know how many
people achieve that?
It was going to be the
best night of his life.
My fault, you see.
I should have checked.
[slow jazzy music]
Mac, thanks for calling.
If you hadn't I'd have
gone hungry all night.
Well, not exactly the corner
booth at Muso Frank's,
but not the restaurant
that matters,
but the choice of company.
You always know
say the right thing.
What's got you working so late
flooding the captain
with paperwork?
Oh, this case is so hot.
He wants me to
handle it personally.
We've got to keep a
step ahead of the press
or we'll have mud on our face.
Anything new?
- Yeah.
You'll probably read it
in the tabloids tomorrow.
Apparently the guy famous
for bringing out the
worst in his guests
had a few extra marital
secrets of his own.
Any new suspects?
- We're working on it.
But what I don't
know is how you think
that there's a way out
of this for your client.
You never know.
Could get lucky.
Who knows, you might.
[cheerful, jazzy music]
[McBride] So the girl who
was with Marty that night,
did she check in at reception?
[Phil] Aaron said Marty
gave them all passes.
[McBride] You know what?
We've got to find out who she was.
Could be very important.
So what have we got here?
We've got a wife who
wasn't too brokenhearted.
Got a producer who
could get very angry.
Maybe if he thought
he was being dumped.
And several people with access.
You know what might
be a good idea?
Make friends with Becky.
You know, Marty
Caine's assistant.
She was very close to him.
See what you can learn.
You mean like...
- Just get close to her.
She's a contemporary. So she'll
probably open up to you a lot sooner
than she would to me.
Oh, my word.
31 messages.
Did you call the temp agency?
[Phil] Yes.
[phone ringing]
McBride and Associates.
Los Angeles Times?
I'm sorry, he's in a deposition.
Thank you, goodbye.
McBride and Associates.
Uh huh.
Hold the line, please.
No, I'll tell Mr. McBride.
10:00 AM on the fifth.
Yes, uh huh.
And does he have your number?
Thank you, goodbye.
Eugenie Underwood,
the agency sent me.
You know that works great
with filtered water.
You asked for Rottweiler.
Welcome.
[car horns honking]
Hey, look, I
wanna talk to Arnie.
You look around, see
if you can find Aaron.
Okay.
Well I dressed Marty for
all his public appearances.
What was it like
working for him?
He was exacting.
Exacting?
Yes, everything was
Marty had to be just so.
He was meticulous
about his appearance.
The cashmere and silk suits.
The hundred percent
cotton shirts,
all hand made, of course.
Monogrammed breast pocket.
Only rule was to
make Marty look good.
How about Marty the man?
How did he treat the
people around him?
The only role was to
make Marty look good.
Marty Cain's wardrobe.
You know, I noticed that
you keep the door locked.
We've had some pilfering
of Marty's things.
You know, people are so crazy to
get their hands on celebrity items.
I find it best to keep
temptation under lock and key.
Smart.
- It's kind of weird thinking
he's never going to wear
any of these things again.
Aaron, the night
that Marty was killed
Arnie said that you
brought him his suit
earlier that evening.
Yeah, that's right.
Remember...
what time exactly?
It was about 6:30.
And he wanted his
favorite Armani,
which meant his white
Oxford button down.
So you came in, you saw him,
and you gave him his suit?
No, I hung the suit and
the shirt on the coat rack,
and I left the shoes beneath,
and I left.
Why didn't you just give
him his suit personally?
Um, well because
Marty was entertaining
one of his lady friends,
and from the sound of things
it wasn't really
time to interrupt.
You mean he was, they were...
I don't know what I mean
except that I know when
it's okay to bother Marty
and I know it's not okay. And when he's
entertaining one of his lady friends
and I hear giggling
coming from in the room
it's probably not the best time to bother.
- Giggling, really?
I don't know. Maybe sex with
Marty is some kind of laugh riot.
How unusual was it for
Marty to be entertaining
a girl in his dressing
room like that after a show?
I wouldn't say it
was unusual exactly.
What would you say exactly?
Marty used to get, you know,
worked up after the show.
I guess he used that
to kind of relax.
Did you happen to see the girl
he was with that night? - No, no.
He have any special girls?
- Look, I don't know.
I didn't see them.
They were all the same to me.
I just kept my head
down and I did my job,
and keeping track of Marty's
extra marital liaisons
doesn't really fit my
job description, so.
[phone ringing]
I still have your handkerchief.
- What?
Yeah, you forgot
it the other day.
Oh, I, I didn't
really forget it.
I just thought it was a
bit un-chivalrous.
Plus it was soaking wet.
Yes it was.
Do you want to grab a coffee?
Sure.
This way.
- Oh.
This is the green room, huh?
Gosh, I guess I imagined
it a little more,
oh, I don't know, green.
Inoffensive beige room
doesn't have the same
ring now does it?
No, it doesn't actually.
So you happen to know anything
about the woman who
was in Marty's office
the night he died?
No.
Well, I mean, yeah.
I know he fooled around
behind his wife's back,
but I never, I mean
it wasn't something
that we talked about.
Thank you.
Don't ask, don't tell, huh?
- Yeah.
You didn't happen to know
who he was seeing recently
or first name, anything
he might've said?
Sorry.
It's all right.
So I guess all this
means you're pretty much
out of a job now, huh?
Yeah.
But it's Hollywood.
I'm sure something will turn up.
- Here you are.
I've been looking all over for you.
- I'm coming.
Look, I gotta go.
- Going to check on the editing now.
McBride.
This won't take long.
To tell you the truth
I was kind of hoping we
were through talking.
Yeah.
Well I know that Marty was
thinking about quitting.
So maybe he was quitting.
Maybe and so what?
Well,
how'd you feel about that?
In all honesty,
it was time.
Why didn't you tell me?
Well, because experience
has taught me to never
tell people any more than
is strictly necessary.
Especially when
being forthright.
It can lead to
unnecessary complications.
Like what?
Well, like you
mistakenly thinking
that I would be devastated
by the fact that Marty
might be quitting,
and that I'd be angry over
the way he'd abandoned me
after all that I
had done for him.
Joe, let's try these on DVD.
Were you?
Why should I be?
We had a great run.
Nearly 10 years.
Besides, I got development
deals all over the town.
Good for you.
- Listen, Mr. McBride,
you probably figured
out that Marty could be
a pain in the neck,
but I'm a producer,
and dealing with stars
who are a pain in the neck
is part of the job.
And in case you
really need to ask me
I can tell you exactly where
I was when Marty was murdered.
Good.
'Cause I really to ask.
Well I was talking to the
network suits on the phone
between 6:30 and 7:15.
You can check the phone records.
I will.
You know, McBride.
You're a smart lawyer.
You ever think about
doing a reality series
based on legal system?
We should talk.
Thank you, I don't think so.
Well, think about it.
Just did.
Hi.
- Hi Becky.
Hi.
I'll be in the Jeep.
So, how's it going?
Are you a busy Friday?
Maybe I can take you to a
movie or dinner or something?
[Becky] Yeah.
Okay great.
All right, bye.
[horn honking]
All right, so I
ingratiated myself.
You ask her out?
- Yeah.
Good, just remember--
- I remember.
Keep it professional.
No, no, no, I promised, yes.
Yes, and I told him.
Okay, uh huh.
Okay fine.
Uh?
What's this all about?
Certainly glad she didn't like my desk.
- I'll tell them, thanks.
Hi.
- Hi.
You're in there.
[dog barking]
Hey Jessie looks nice.
Yeah.
Doggy fluff and fold.
- So?
The Tribune wants to interview you.
- Not interested.
There's a spot on court
TV if you're interested.
No, no, no, maybe Phil?
- No, not me.
Okay, WKZ is interested
in an in depth--
Pass.
- Okay.
Where are the
crime scene photos?
What about all the--
The statements,
forensics and court papers.
Well, yeah.
Actually how did you know
I was gonna say that?
Nice job.
[faint siren blaring]
So, now that we're organized,
let's get back to it.
Any luck on phone records?
- Uh, they called and said
they'll have them to me
in the morning.
Okay, fine. Anybody on that
production staff over there
profess any knowledge
of Marty's girlfriends?
Oh it's, you know,
one of those things
where everybody knows about it
but nobody's talking about it.
Yeah well...
Okay, to do list for
the rest of the day.
I'd like you to
go over to Joe's.
Just, um, kind of reiterate with
him the points of the statement.
He could probably use a little
hand holding right now anyway.
You gonna be here the rest of the
afternoon? - No, I wanna go have
another conversation
with Victoria Caine.
Obviously things weren't as rosy
between her and Marty
as she led us to believe.
Um hum.
Um hum.
[birds chirping]
I've been finding out
some interesting things
about Mr. Caine.
And?
Well, to be blunt
it doesn't seem
he's what one would
call a faithful husband.
I know.
So you didn't have
a happy marriage?
I had a marriage that worked.
Look, a lot of women let
that sort of thing go by
when they're married
to a successful man.
The only thing that mattered
was that Marty came home to me.
[phone ringing]
Do you wanna get that?
No, I, I don't really want
to speak to anyone right now.
Did it hurt?
Of course it hurt.
Truth is it hurts as much now
as when I first found out
about it five years ago.
Why did you stay with him?
[slow music]
Because I loved him.
If you don't mind
I would really like
to just be alone
right now, please.
Certainly.
[engine humming]
[knocking on door]
Joe, what time was it that
you went back into the studio?
You okay baby?
As long as I've got you.
[phone ringing]
Oh, now don't
you move a muscle.
I'll get that.
- Okay.
Hello? - Man, I'll tell you
the phone's been ringing off
the hook since we got home.
Really?
- Yeah.
Got offers coming in all over.
She got herself an agent.
[giggling]
He's talking about
booking studio time.
You know, when she's got
her set fully developed,
you know, fine tuned.
This trial has
been like the best
thing that could've
happened to us.
It's really made Tracy
and me understand
how much we truly
love each other,
in sickness and in health,
for better or worse,
for richer for poorer.
Joseph, you are
on trial for murder.
Yeah, but I'm innocent,
and you guys are
the best, right?
Okay, sometimes
that's not enough.
Like right now.
What do you mean?
Joe, I think you
need to just lay low
and stop taking this
all for granted.
If you're trying
to scare me, Phil,
you're doing a
heck of a good job.
I'm not trying to scare you.
I'm trying to give
you a dose of reality.
This trial, this case
is not good for Tracy
and it's especially
not good for you.
[suspenseful music]
[dog barking]
[phone dialing]
[phone ringing]
Hi, Eugenia, McBride.
Listen, I'm going to be
out here a lot longer
than I thought.
So could you hang
around, please?
Keep Jesse company and feed him?
Yes, no, no, I will, I promise.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
If you could just do that.
All right, good.
Thank you.
Yes, I promise.
[phone beeping]
[car engine humming]
[upbeat, mysterious music]
[door slamming]
[indistinct chatter]
[tapping on door]
Okay, Joe.
I'll go ahead and get this typed up
and then we can go over it again.
- Sounds good.
I'm just saying if people
are showing up
becuase of me then I think it's
only fair
that I get a slice
of the pie, too.
Take care, Joe.
- Hey, thanks Phil.
And please tell Mr. McBride
how grateful me and Tracy are.
Sure.
- I don't care.
I mean it's either
that or I walk.
[car horns honking]
[giggling]
Bye baby.
[Woman] I'll
talk to you later.
[knocking on door]
What, did you forget your...
Hello Aaron.
[phone ringing]
[Becky] Hello?
Hi Becky.
Hey, it's Phil.
- Oh hey.
I was just calling
to confirm for tonight.
Well...
C'mon, need a nice night out.
I really just don't
think it would be much fun.
Just a little dinner and
some good conversation.
Okay, 7:00 PM?
Great, pick you up.
Okay great.
- Great.
I'll see a little later.
See you then.
Bye.
- Bye.
How long you been seeing her?
- I don't think that's any of your business.
You know something, when I've got
a client facing the death penalty
everything is my business.
Nearly two years.
So the night of the murder
you brought Marty his clothes.
Then what?
Well I finish up a few
things and I go home.
You didn't go to the party?
- No, no.
I wasn't really in the mood to
celebrate Marty's achievements.
Anybody see you leave
the studio that night?
I don't know.
Maybe a security guard in the lobby.
Did Marty know about
you and Victoria?
We kept it a
secret from everyone.
You know what Marty did, though.
That just like,
clears the
way for you, doesn't it?
You really think this is
something we cooked up together?
Oh, hey that's
a good question.
Thanks for bringing it up.
Did you?
Don't be ridiculous.
Good night, Mr. McBride.
You know, I just have
this tingly feeling
we'll be talking again.
[door slamming]
[lock clicking]
[tapping on door]
Well.
Hi.
How are you?
I'm good, how are you?
You look very nice.
Thank you.
So do you.
- Thanks.
Nice jacket.
Thank you.
It's my it's my dad's.
He's dead.
[slow music]
[indistinct chatter]
I was born to it, I suppose.
What, TV?
My dad was--
Eddie Tranter, I know.
Wow, you've been
doing your homework.
It's my job.
I know that your dad and
Marty were partners once.
Yeah, I've known
Marty my whole life.
My mom died when I was a baby.
Dad raised me on his own.
He was a producer.
A bit like Arnie,
only with morals.
And Marty was the talent.
They started out at a local
cable station in Michigan,
and right from the start it
was clear Marty was a star.
And it wasn't too
long after that
that the suits out here
started to take notice.
Out you came, huh?
Marty came.
Dad didn't want to leave.
He didn't want to move me.
So he stayed and Marty became
a big star in five minutes.
Of course we ended up
coming out here in the end.
But by then dad was
feeling really bad
about himself and drinking.
I mean, there was Marty
all over TV Guide,
and dad couldn't get arrested.
Why didn't he just
ask Marty for help?
Oh he wouldn't do that.
Marty told me he offered
to help countless times
but dad didn't want charity.
One morning when I was 18,
I left to pick up
some groceries.
Dad was in a good mood.
I had just given him
a recording he wanted.
Kathleen Ferrier in
Orpheus and Eurydice.
You know it?
I'm more of an R
and B kind of guy.
Yeah well, dad loved it.
He said it was about
being lost and then found.
I got back about
a half hour later,
and the music was blaring out.
The window was open and
there was dad lying
face down in the street.
We were eight stories up.
He fell?
No.
The coroner said
there was no way,
something about the
height of the window.
No, he jumped.
When he heard, Marty
was devastated.
He felt terrible.
Said he should have made
more of an effort to see dad.
And then afterward
he stepped right up.
He took me under his wing,
gave me a job at the show.
It was like he'd
never been away.
Becky I'm...
I'm really sorry.
[phones ringing]
[tapping on door]
Hi.
I need a break. I figured if I just
called you, you would have said no.
I want to take Jessie to the dog
park so he can
flirt with a
certain female Chihuahua.
Why don't you take
a walk with me.
Okay.
You're right.
Got your Glock?
[gentle music]
My lady.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I had a good time.
Me too.
You okay? I noticed at dinner
you were kind of scratching...
I have a skin condition.
It's a rash.
I get it sometimes when I'm...
Stressed?
- Yeah.
[giggling]
Well it's not surprising
considering all you've been through.
I have a special
cream the doc gave me
but it doesn't seem to be
doing me much good, so.
Pretty gross, huh?
No, I actually had
this weird twitch
in my right lower lid.
And it's gotten
significantly worse
since I started
working for McBride.
Thank you, Phil.
Thank you for indulging
me and making me laugh.
It's what I do.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
[slow music]
You followed me.
That was very sneaky.
[glass clinking]
My affair with Aaron has nothing
to do with Marty's murder.
The oldest motive
in the world.
What do you want from me?
I'd like to know
where you were
just before Marty's
body was found.
At the party.
And who saw you there?
Almost everybody.
- Right, 10 years.
Enviable run on television.
It must have been a
very exciting party
for everyone involved.
I'm sure it was.
So it's possible you slipped
away for a few minutes.
No one would even notice.
Yes, I could've, but I didn't.
Let's just cut to
the chase here.
If I wanted to kill my husband
who took very good care of me,
you really think that I
would do it at a party
surrounded by 50 of
his closest associates?
If you have any more questions,
please just call my lawyer.
[cheerful, jazzy music]
[indistinct TV chatter]
Hey.
How'd it go with
Victoria Caine?
Well, she is one smart woman.
And tough.
Yeah, I guess you'd have to be to
be live with Marty all those years.
What's that?
Oh, this is the phone list.
Oh Arnie's?
Yes.
And did you see
on the next page.
6:23 he made a phone call
that lasted 47 minutes.
So guess he's off the suspect list.
- You think so?
Well, it's a pretty
solid alibi, isn't it?
Ever put anybody on hold?
I don't think a
producer would dare
put a network executive on hold.
No?
- No.
Phone protocol in
Hollywood is a,
it's not a game.
There's a real pecking
order as to who gets
to do what to whom.
Anything come for me from the police?
- Police?
Detective Marsh said that
he was going to send me a list
of all the stuff that was
in Marty Caine's office
the night he got murdered.
No, nothing's come yet.
Can we do
something about that?
Who do you think you are!
I'll kill you!
Well, I mean, they're
convicting him on television
before the trial's even started.
I had no idea he
had such passion.
Such rage,
such intense love for me.
She is a piece
of work, isn't she?
The boyfriend is
up on a murder rap.
And she's promoting herself.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey Mac.
What brings you by?
Well, I've been looking for
Detective Marsh. I can't find him.
He was supposed to send
me an inventory list
of all the stuff in
the Marty Caine office.
I haven't gotten it yet.
- You know what?
I haven't seen him in a bit.
Let me see what I can do.
This is Detective Hansen.
Can I get the crime
scene inventory
for the Marty Caine murder case?
It'll be right up.
Groovy.
Your desk.
Thank you.
I know Marsh is
swamped with all of this
but I should have had that
list quite a while ago.
I'm getting behind here.
Oh, I'm sorry about that.
Marsh should have
had it right away.
I'm sure the captain
wouldn't wanna lose this case
on a technicality.
No, he wouldn't.
You will have full disclosure.
Here you go, ma'am.
Thanks Channel.
Mr. McBride.
Anything else I can do for you?
No, this is what I needed.
Thank you.
That's a switch.
[indistinct chatter]
[faint siren blaring]
[car horns honking]
What's up?
How's it going over here?
Will take a while, yeah.
73 paperclips 23
scripts, 16 pens.
It sounds like we don't know
exactly what we're looking for.
No. I was hoping that if I
come across something that...
Marty's shirt.
- What?
His shirt, white
monogram shirt.
Right? Aaron pressed the shirt
and brought it in with the suit
At 6:35, right?
Said he walked in the office,
hangs the suit on the coat
rack outside the dressing room.
So?
Come here.
So where is it?
No mention of a
shirt on this list.
Black suit shoes.
So between the time Aaron
hung the suit on the coat rack
and that picture was taken,
the shirt disappeared.
So you think the killer
took it maybe as a souvenir?
So much blood.
I mean Joe was covered in blood.
He barely touched the body.
The killer must've gotten
blood all over his shirt.
You can't go prancing around
town wearing a bloody shirt.
So you think the killer
put on Marty's shirt?
Yeah. Then it's just a question
of getting away from the scene
and getting rid of
the bloody shirt.
What did he do with
Marty's clean shirt?
He get rid of it the same time?
No, can't do that.
Why not?
- You wear it again.
That would mean going shirtless.
But then you show
up at your house
and you've got Marty's shirt.
What are you going to do?
Stick in your own trash can?
That's a liability.
How do you get
rid of something
if you don't want anyone
ever to be able to find it?
Probably burn it.
- Uh huh.
Only it's late at night
when the killer gets home.
He can't exactly
start a fire then.
That's kind of,
you know, obvious.
Right?
So he waits until
the next morning.
Disguises the shirt
as something else.
And he burns it.
Good deduction.
The old saying,
hide a letter,
put it in the mailbox.
So if you're gonna
do it in plain sight
it has to look like
a simple everyday,
like burning garden waste.
Like Becky was doing.
Marty was like a
second father to her.
I know.
You gonna see her again?
Tonight.
- Check out her barbecue. - Mac!
Phillip, everybody
is a suspect.
Check out the barbecue,
see that it was just twigs and leaves.
That way we check
her off the list.
[crickets chirping]
Do you have an
interview already?
Yeah. They figured if I could
take care of Marty,
I could take care of anyone.
Wow, that's great.
You know, I'm going
to get another bottle.
[crickets chirping]
[mysterious music]
[jazzy music]
Looks like cotton.
Could be a white shirt.
Could be.
Okay, well
just get it to the lab.
You really think Becky did it?
- Just wait till we get the
report from the lab, okay?
There could be a simple explanation.
For all we know
Victoria, Arnie, Aaron,
half the staff burn things.
We just didn't happen
to see them do it.
Doesn't make me
feel any better.
Didn't think it would.
So around 6:30 you brought
Marty his clothes for party?
Yes, I brought him his
shirt, suit and shoes.
Are you sure that you had the
shirt with you that evening? - Yes.
Did you personally give
Marty his clothes that night?
Ah, well no.
When I got there,
he was occupied.
So I,
I put the shirt and the
suit on the coat rack
and lay the shoes
beneath to the side.
You put the suit and
the shirt on the coatrack?
Correct.
Nothing further.
As you can see, sir,
from the inventory
there is indeed no
mention of the shirts.
Seems that way.
- Did you look for the missing shirt?
Detective? - No. - Why not?
I assumed someone
was doing that.
You assumed?
Objection.
Badgering the witness.
Sustained.
- Let me put it another way, if I may.
Did the question of the missing
shirt ever come up? - No.
Why not? - I guess we were too
busy dealing with a dead body
to worry about a shirt.
Nothing further.
[jazzy music]
[dog whining]
[indistinct mumbling]
Animal Planet without sound.
It's his favorite channel.
This came from the lab.
I think I know what that is.
What's it say?
Material is a silk Lycra mix.
Sample too badly burned
for further analysis.
So it's not cotton. - It's not
Marty's shirt. - [McBride] Correct.
Which means
Becky didn't do it.
Feel better?
Ah, I feel so much better.
How are you feeling?
Oh, I'm fine, thank you.
And you?
Good.
[chuckling]
Detective Hanson.
When the crime scene was
dusted for fingerprints
where were the prints
of Mr. Devine found?
A partial
thumbprint was lifted
from the outside door knob.
And another was found on
the chair beside the desk.
Were there any prints
on the murder weapon?
No, the surface appeared
to have been wiped clean.
Were prints belonging
to anyone else
found in Mr. Caine's office?
Yes, forensics found
hundreds of prints.
All of which were matched
with employees, friends,
or family of the victim.
It was a busy office.
So you found hundreds of
prints all over the room
but only two belonging to Mr. Devine?
- Yes.
Find it strange that he would have wiped
his fingerprints off the murder weapon,
but not the chair or the door?
- Well perhaps
the murder weapon was the only
thing he thought of.
Or perhaps he never
touched the murder weapon.
Objection.
Is there a question here?
Mr. McBride?
Withdrawn, Your Honor.
Detective Hanson, were you in charge
of this case from the beginning?
No, I was assigned to the case
about a week after the murder.
- Uh huh.
And who was the lead detective
in the initial stages of this case?
- Detective Marsh.
Why was detective
Marsh removed?
He wasn't removed.
I was asked by the department
to head the investigation
because I have more experience
in dealing with
high profile cases.
Is that the only reason
you were asked to step in?
There were several other
factors involved in the decision.
Primarily Marty
Caine's notoriety.
Uh huh.
Would you tell us specifically what
those other considerations were?
Objection. The witness is not
qualified to speak for her superior.
Your honor, as
Detective Hanson
was part of the
decision making process
I would believe she is qualified
to answer the question.
Overruled, the witness
will answer the question.
I was concerned that
under the leadership
of Detective Marsh,
the investigation was not as thorough
as it should have been.
- And you,
expressed those
concerns to your superiors?
Yes I did.
Thank you.
No more questions.
[Judge] Very well.
Well thank you Mr. McBride.
The witness may step down.
We will now go to recess.
Court will reconvene
in one hour.
Hi.
I found this under the door.
I have the shirt
you're looking for.
It's yours for 20,000 tickets
to the Elysian park tomorrow,
and leave it in the trash can
located near the playground.
[paper rustling]
Okay, so where do
we find 20 grand?
You honestly want to
deal with a ransom demand?
No, but someone
knows that that shirt
could clear our client.
I'd like to know
who that someone is.
So what, we're just
gonna make 20,000 dollars
appear and walk into
Elysian Park tomorrow
and put it in a trashcan?
Yes.
- If you've got 20 grand lying around
I'll come back next week.
Were you leaving?
- Yeah, my weeks up.
I'm booked at a nice clean
dentist office for a whole month.
Oy! I'm gonna miss you.
- Me too.
It's been a pleasure
working with two men
who are trying to do good.
That's very sweet.
Got it.
I know where to get the money.
[indistinct chatter]
Tell me you did not
burn the funny money.
Ta dah!
[chuckling]
I just keeping these
for souvenir really.
I'm going to incinerate them.
Just like you told me.
You know what,
I'm glad you waited.
Yeah.
20,000 bucks, huh?
Uh huh.
What do I need?
I'm thinking 10
percent on the dollar.
Are you?
That's funny 'cause you
know what I was thinking?
I was thinking about
the 5,000 dollars worth
of legal services you got for...
Oh, 500.
There's work involved.
Okay McBride, you're
a tough man, you know.
You're a good man,
but you're very hard.
Thanks Mo.
[children laughing]
[mysterious music]
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music]
Hey, hey!
[groaning]
Get up.
So you got the shirt?
What shirt?
The shirt that
you tried to ransom
for bag full of phony money.
Believe me, you don't want to
get involved in a murder case
over a bag full of play money.
[dog barking]
Marty was very special.
The minute you
mentioned it in court
I knew this was the shirt
you were talking about.
How?
How did you know it
wasn't an old shirt?
The monogram, see.
MC.
Now look.
That was taken last year.
See the monogram?
MTC, for Theodore.
He dropped it last year.
He changed the design.
It's sleeker.
Don't you think?
So this, it has
to be a new shirt.
Hum, very clever.
And where did you buy it?
On eBay.
When Marty died
I tried to get ahold of
as much stuff as possible.
I mean they're
collector's items now.
It's really exciting.
Oh yes, I'm sure.
Who sold it to you?
I have no idea.
What do you mean
you have no idea?
Just their subscriber name.
Well, how did you pay for it?
Online, a PayPal account.
Okay, whose name was
on the PayPal account?
Same thing, subscriber.
All right. I'll tell you what
I'm gonna need,
as much information as I can.
[Man] No, no, no.
- Email me as much
as you can give me about the,
person that you bought it from.
Their email account or anything
because we've got to
find this person, okay?
That was Marty's personal
notepad
It was in mint condition.
Can we get real
names from PayPal?
If i have the time officially,
or I could just get subpoenas.
Well, we don't have
the time for that.
Well then we'll
do it unofficially.
Oh, sorry.
Just a little.
You get that off, right?
All right, you look very nervous.
Give me this.
I need this for the trial.
I want this information
and I want it soon.
Thank you.
Okay, here's the list of all the
PayPal transactions from March 8th,
including the subscriber
names and their details.
Must be thousands.
Maybe tens of thousands.
What's the subscriber name?
[phones ringing]
[keyboard clicking]
There it is.
- Well, what do you know?
What, somebody you know?
[engine humming]
[knocking on door]
Becky's not here.
Well, it's not
Becky I came to see.
I didn't kill him.
But you were with
him the night he died?
Yeah.
You were having
a relationship?
Regular sweethearts.
That was us.
How'd you meet him?
Becky introduced us.
I thought he was charming, rich.
And he knew people.
Knew people?
In the business.
Ah.
Do you think it's easy
going from one
audition to the next,
all the time seeing
others get the parts?
You want to know what it's
like when you wake up one day
and realize that waiting
for your life to begin
is your life?
And then Marty came along,
and he seemed to like me.
Me.
And I thought what's the harm?
He could, you know.
I know.
It happens, Mr. McBride.
Not everyone gets to
the top on talent alone.
I understand.
Could you just,
just tell me about
the night Marty died.
He dumped me.
He said it wasn't
working anymore.
You just get to
decide that, do you?
Yes, Gina, I do.
When?
- When what?
When did you decide?
I'm guessing it wasn't tonight.
So, what was that?
That was life.
Show biz.
- What about the party.
Party? Oh, you don't still think
you're going to the party, do you?
But you said-- - Said,
I say a lot of things, Gina.
You said there'd
be people there.
You'd introduce me.
Producers, agents.
And Victoria.
Do you really think I want you
and my wife in the same room?
No.
I just had to get out.
I didn't want him to see.
See what?
I thought about
crashing the party.
I figured I'd earned it,
but in the end I tidied
myself up and went home.
Must have been hard on you.
Yes.
Felt used.
With losing your
temper at Marty,
that'd be completely
understandable.
Only I didn't.
I didn't kill him.
No?
- No.
Could you explain
what you were doing
with that?
So it's part of your job
to look after the guests?
That's right.
Calm nerves before the show,
smooth ruffled
feathers afterwards.
Pretty much, yeah.
In all the years
you worked there
you must've been
able to get a sense
about which guests may potentially
be volatile or dangerous.
Objection, Your Honor.
The witness is not qualified
to give expert psychiatric testimony.
- Sustained.
Did you think Mr.
Devine was a threat?
None whatsoever.
He was kind of sweet.
Thank you.
Have you lived in LA long?
Eight years.
Live alone?
Um no.
I share with someone else.
Gina Carson, right?
That's right.
Get along okay?
Relevance, Your Honor?
Your honor, a little latitude.
I promise everything
will become clear.
I hope we all fervently
share, Mr. McBride.
Please proceed.
- How would you characterize
your relationship
with Miss Carson?
It's okay.
We share.
It's, it's not like we're
best friends or anything.
Arguments?
Some.
Like what?
The usual, what's
mine is mine.
I prefer it when
people respect that.
So you'd get
annoyed, say, if she,
I don't know borrowed
some of your clothes
without asking first?
Of course.
- Right.
Now, as I'm sure you're aware
there was something missing
from the murder scene.
Marty's shirt, yes.
And it's possible
whoever took Marty's shirt
was also his murderer.
Objection.
This theory again.
Perhaps counsel would prefer
to stick the known facts.
Be a pleasure, Your Honor.
Fact, the shirt was missing.
Fact, it was ever found
anywhere near Mr. Devine.
Overruled.
So Becky,
it's possible that
if we find the person
who took Marty Caine's shirt,
we might also find his killer.
You agree?
I guess so.
Thank you, Becky.
You've been very helpful.
Miss Carson, how long have you
had Miss Tranta been friends
and roommates?
Couple of years.
Friendship close?
It's okay.
I understand
that you're an actress.
Aspiring is more like it.
Tough business to
break into, isn't it?
Tell me about it.
Any luck?
- A little.
Just one big break away.
Ah good.
But in the meantime it certainly
helps to have
Becky share the rent.
Definitely.
Do you two share
anything else?
Clothes, for instance?
I couldn't help noticing that
you're both just
about the same size.
Sometimes Becky lets
me borrow something
when I have an
important audition.
Have you had an important audition lately?
- Yes.
And did Becky let you
borrow something for it?
Not exactly.
Becky.
Occasionally I borrow
clothes from Becky,
but I couldn't find her.
[McBride] So you
went to her closet
to try to find
something to wear?
[Becky] Yes.
That's when you noticed that she had
a shirt that belonged to Marty Caine.
So you replaced it
with another shirt
from her closet,
and took the Marty
Caine shirt with you.
It wasn't the first thing
of Marty's that you took,
was it?
- No.
So you grabbed the
monogram shirt out of the bag
and then put something
of Becky's you'd found
in her closet in, correct?
Objection, Your Honor.
We're here to try a murder,
not a clothes barring
disagreement between roommates.
Your honor I promise you
this line of questioning
will go directly to cause.
It better, Mr. McBride.
Overruled.
You're not in
any trouble here.
But you did have a nice little
business on the side, didn't you?
Taking Marty's things
and selling them
to collectors, didn't you?
It was just extra stuff.
- I understand.
So you took the shirt and
sold it on eBay, correct?
Yes.
Matter of fact, we
found the person who
bought it from you.
He's in court today.
Ned, would you stand up please?
Thank you.
Your Honor, I have no more
questions of this witness
Mr. Kendall?
No questions, Your Honor.
The witness may step down.
This time the defense recalls
Rebecca Tranter to the stand.
The bailiff will recall
Becky Tranter to the stand.
Well, I guess we know
what happened to
Marty's missing shirt.
It was in a paper bag
in your closet at home.
Gina's lying.
Why would she do that?
Maybe because she killed him
and she's trying
to pin it on me.
Oh, but she didn't, did she?
You took the shirt
from Marty's office
and wore it because his blood
was all over your blouse.
No.
You wore it home, didn't you?
No.
- Couldn't dispose of it on the way,
so you took it home so you
could destroy it later.
No.
That never happened?
No!
You never wore this shirt?
Of course not.
I noticed that you
scratch your arm a bit.
Do you have a skin condition?
- Yes.
Would you roll up
your sleeve, please?
Please.
Okay?
Atopic dermatitis.
Sort of like eczema, right?
Yes.
I have a lab
report here of tests
that were run on the shirt.
On the left sleeve were
found traces of Chlorocrasol,
emulsifying wax, purified
water, hydrocortisone.
So?
- Ingredients
in an emollient
used for dermatitis,
skin cream.
This is some sort of mistake.
No, no mistake.
This is a shirt that says
you're the killer.
That you hit Marty Caine.
No it isn't.
You know that, do you?
Yes.
You know that for sure?
Yes.
No matter what
the experts say,
no matter what they found,
you know they're wrong
because this isn't the shirt.
Yes.
Because you burned it?
I don't know what you mean.
Yes you do.
The only thing is
you didn't burn it.
You just thought you did.
You never checked
to make sure it was
Marty's shirt in the bag.
Why would you?
Gina certainly wasn't
going to say anything.
She shouldn't have been in
your room to begin with.
Boy all this time,
thinking you got away
with it and you know what?
You nearly did.
He should've
been more careful.
He should've watched
what he said.
He knew my father
in the old days
before Marty was famous.
We talked about that, too.
Becky, that photo,
that photo is from
our first show.
My girlfriend is
hairier than I am.
We've grown.
Now, here you
are 10 years later.
Who would have thought?
Not me.
Dad either.
He should be here.
He'd be in his office
blasting some opera.
Madame Butterfly, or singing
at the top of his voice
The Marriage of Figaro.
Becky, those were his favorites.
And Orpheus And Eurydice.
Playing that morning.
Wait, you were there?
He called me,
begged me to come over, talk.
I did.
Your father, all he wanted
from me
was to let him produce the
new show.
That's all.
Well, what did you say?
I told him the truth.
That I had carried
him on my back
all those years in Detroit,
and I wasn't going
to do it anymore.
He had no one else to
blame for this but himself.
And if it hadn't been for
me, he would have ended up
like he did years
earlier, maybe worse.
A drunk, a bum,
a looser.
That's what I told him.
[whoosh]
[cracking]
[loud thudding]
Marty was the reason
dad killed himself.
He broke his heart.
And the shirt?
So long as I had
my jacket buttoned up
no one could see the monogram.
I went to the party.
Afterward I,
I took a detour,
got rid of my shirt,
and went home to burn Marty's.
I see now in taking me in,
giving me a job,
making sure I was okay.
I thought he cared.
He should have kept
his mouth shut.
No more questions.
Get ready for it.
[indistinct chatter]
So what does it feel
like to be a free man, Joe?
Feels good, feels very good.
Tracy, tell us how you
feel now the trial's over
and Joe's free.
Well, of course it's
been a terrible strain,
but we're just happy that--
Excuse me!
Becky!
Becky, do you have
any words for us?
Anything, anything
about the trial?
Phil.
Mr. McBride, thank you so much.
Thank you.
Thank you both.
I mean, we can get them back.
You know, I have a
story to sell now
so we can get like interviews
and stuff and you'll be--
No, it's not like that, Joe.
If people want to hear me sing,
it's because I have talent.
Not because I'm some
celebrity of the week.
Let's go home.
It's crazy to think that Becky
would have let Joe go
to jail for her crime.
Hey, we did good today.
Yes we did.
Innocent man gets to go home.
Yeah.
Hi.
- Hey.
Good job guys.
- Thanks.
You're going to
run point on Becky?
Yes, thanks to you the
case is cut and dried.
One thing though,
all you had is Gina's word
that she found the
shirt in Becky's closet.
How did you know that
Becky was Marty's killer?
She was the only
one who cried for him.
You're good.
[chuckling]
You're good, Mac.
[gentle guitar theme music]
Received a tip off that someone
was passing counterfeit bills
at a bar in Glendale.
This is exhibit D. Is this one
of the counterfeit 100 dollar bills
you confiscated at the bar?
- Yes.
And this is a blow up
of the counterfeit bill,
a very good job.
Now, how did you proceed after
confiscating the counterfeit bills?
Our investigation led us to
the house of Mr. Feldstein.
We're searching
covered items connected
with a forging of US
treasury bank notes.
Plates?
- Yes, plates.
This is exhibit E, and where
did you find these plates?
In a rolled up desk in
Mr. Feldstein's house.
Can you think of any reason
why someone would possess
these plates,
other than to print
their own money?
None at all.
No further questions.
Mr. McBride, your witness.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Detective King, these are
definitely the plates you found
in Mr. Feldstein's house?
That's right.
- Take you long to find them? [whoosh]
Got five minutes.
[whoosh]
[indistinct police
radio chatter]
Not much of a hiding place.
Maybe some people are
dumber than you think.
As yourself.
[whoosh]
Find any other evidence?
- No.
Printing press,
counterfeit bills?
No.
These plates?
- That's it.
Did you print any
bills with these?
Didn't have to.
He had the,
plates and the counterfeit bills
from Glendale.
Ah, these plates?
Yes.
- I think we've established that
those are the plates
at Mr. Feldstein's house.
Yes, thank you Your Honor.
With the court's permission
I would like to
examine this evidence a
little more thoroughly.
Phil?
If you'll look closely,
you will see that
the plates confiscated
by Detective King
in Mr. Feldstein's apartment,
that Benjamin Franklin
seems to be wearing, what?
A set of headphones.
And that the banner
under the White House
reads "House of Rock."
Now we all know that
Benjamin Franklin invented
many useful and
interesting things,
but I'm almost certain
that headphones were not
among those inventions.
That's not possible.
So there's no way
that those plates
could have printed
the counterfeit money
that was confiscated
in Glendale.
That's probably why they
were so easy to find.
Mr. Feldstein wasn't
even trying to hide them.
That must be a mistake.
Feldstein's a convicted
counterfeiter.
Who paid his debt to
society over 23 years ago.
Your honor, Mr.
Feldstein was hired
by a movie production company
to make dummy plates and
play money for a film
called Easy Money.
Mr. Garcia, would you stand sir?
Mr. Garcia was the property
master on the film.
I have a sworn affidavit here
that he hired Mo Feldstein
to make dummy plates
and a hundred thousand
dollars worth of play money
to be used in the movie.
I don't, you know,
I, I can't, I think--
Your honor, I have no further
questions of this witness.
Witness may step down.
[indistinct mumbling]
Hey, you were on
fire in there McBride.
You're a regular Atticus Finch.
[chuckling]
Hopperly might take
exception to that, but thanks.
You know Mo, you should
have destroyed those plates
after the movie production
was over, you know that?
Yeah they took
so long to make.
It was my finest work.
I couldn't destroy them.
Mo, you know the police are
gonna have to destroy them.
That's a shame.
Let's see the police
destroying a Van Gogh.
A real Van Gogh?
[crowd applauding]
[upbeat music]
And we're back!
And we're here
talking with Tracy,
an aspiring singer.
Not aspiring, Marty.
I'm close to cutting an album.
I could do a number
for your audience.
[audience applauding]
Well, I'm sure that
would be wonderful, Tracy.
Unfortunately we have
our show to shoot.
Which you are the star.
[audience applauding]
So, let's get right down to it.
Revealing a secret
can be very painful.
But for other, keeping
it bottled up inside
can be worse.
Today's guest is here
because she wants to tell
her boyfriend, La
Verita, the truth.
[audience gasping]
So, let's bring out
Tracy's boyfriend, Joe.
[audience applauding]
Joe, me casa, su casa.
[Joe] Thanks.
- [Marty] Welcome have a seat.
Hey.
So good looking.
Now Joe, you know you're here
because Tracy wants
to tell you something.
But, what Tracy
doesn't know is that
you have a question
for her, don't you?
[Joe] I sure do.
Joe, the world is your stage.
And we're all here for you, pal.
Aren't we, folks?
[audience applauding]
Here you go.
You heard them.
I know it's taken
me a long time
to get around to
this, but oh heck,
I love you Tracy Ann Cannacot.
[audience chattering]
Will you marry me?
[audience gasping]
Ooh!
Joe is waiting for an answer.
But,
before you give it,
do you want to tell
him your secret?
[Audience] Tracy,
Tracy, Tracy, Tracy!
Tracy?
What is it, honey?
I'm seeing someone else.
[audience gasping]
What are you saying, honey.
Let's bring him out!
[audience booing]
Hey Joe.
Hey, Eddie.
Sorry pal.
[audience gasping]
You're seeing Eddie?
Let's go man!
[audience jeering]
Frame it up.
[Man] Pull him off of there!
You knew!
You knew what I was gonna say!
Who do you think you are?
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you for this!
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
it may have take
a thousand shows
but you heard it right
here tonight, live.
I just got my
first death threat.
[chuckling]
How sweet it is.
So, until the next time,
love, peace and happiness.
[upbeat music]
Goodnight.
[audience applauding]
Good job Marty. - Well, tell me.
- Magnificent show, buddy boy.
Think so?
- Yeah, best yet Marty.
Congratulations, Marty.
Thank you, sweetheart.
There's nothing for
you to do except to relax
and enjoy your party.
Well, since you
say so, I will.
Okay, you can smother him
with love at the party later.
Right?
Come on.
How about if I just
give you the jacket, okay?
Now go and get my suit,
the one that I'm
wearing to the party.
Just have to press this shirt.
I'll get it for you Marty.
Whatever, chop chop!
That guy Joe,
lunatic, loved him!
You were heroic.
Really?
- Oh yeah.
Death threat, I get chills.
Emmy?
Oh, Oscar, television.
It's your story.
So how does it feel
to hit a milestone,
10 years on the air.
Feels like 50.
Come on.
Get a couple of glasses
of bubbly inside you.
You'll feel better.
Look, you're tired.
It was a tough show.
Very tough.
It was a tough year.
You think?
Well, you could take
a break, you know.
Where am I gonna go?
Uh, Corma?
[chuckling]
- No come on, I'm serious.
No one goes there.
I don't know, Maui, Barbados.
Come on, get your
batteries recharged.
You know, get yourself fit.
Come out for the
next season fighting.
Pow!
- Oh!
Not the face.
Love you, mean it,
see you in 30 min.
[gentle jazzy music]
[Becky] A little higher
on the right, please.
Becky, almost ready?
That's good.
You really outdid yourself
with today's featured guest.
Well, perfect way
to mark 10 years.
And counting.
Look out Oprah.
The guy was really bum, though.
Yeah, how was
he when they left?
He gave security
quite a fight.
Over there, please.
Everybody gets their moment.
[suspenseful music]
[Man] Come on, the
party's starting.
[door creaking]
[slow, jazzy music]
Ah!
Victoria, you look ravishing.
You're too good for him.
That's what I always tell him.
[chuckling]
[birds chirping]
Hey.
Hey, Arnie.
- Any sign of him?
He was a little tired.
I'm not surprised if
he's running late.
[phone dialing and ringing]
Let's give him a call.
- [Marty] You've reached Marty's cell phone.
Well, no answer.
He must be on his way.
Everybody!
We're gonna get ready now.
Marty's on his way down.
[indistinct chatter]
Just gonna be a moment now.
All right.
[crowd cheering]
[upbeat music]
Hey, stop right there, you.
Freeze!
[indistinct chatter]
What are you doing?
I didn't do nothing!
I didn't do nothing!
I swear.
[Officer] Shut up!
- Get off!
[slow music]
[camera clicking]
Whoa, you can't come in here.
[camera clicking]
Did he use that to kill Marty?
Looks like it.
- That's Marty's Viewer's Choice Award.
Some people have no respect.
Marsh.
What have we got?
- Marty Caine.
Looks like he was
hit over the head.
Anything taken?
Not that we know of.
But we're still looking.
Who's the guy at the door?
Arnie Wilson,
the show's producer.
Captain's gonna love this.
[slow, jazzy music]
[indistinct TV chatter]
[TV Reporter] In
entertainment news,
police confirm this morning
that popular television
host, Marty Caine,
was murdered in his
office last night.
All right so this thing
is supposed to make us
a better cup of coffee, right?
[TV Reporter]
Preparing for a party
celebrating his 10 year...
Hey, hey look.
Roberta, she looks good, huh?
[TV Reporter] Police
have take A Joseph Devine
into custody.
- Hold on a second.
Didn't we have a client
named Joe Devine?
We did.
We had a client
named Joe Devine.
We wrote up a,
a record contract for him.
He was make a, a demo CD
for his girlfriend's singing.
[TV Reporter]
Witnesses say Mr. Devine
made death threats
against shock talk show.
Not anymore. - [TV Reporter] Before
being escorted off by security.
I didn't do it.
15 million people
heard you and saw you
threaten to kill Marty Caine.
And then you show
up at his party
covered in his blood.
I know it looks bad.
Yeah.
All right.
Tell me what happened
after the show.
I sat in my car,
steaming mad.
That guy Caine set me
up to look like a fool
on national television.
I'm down on one knee
proposing to my girlfriend.
He drags out my
supposed friend, Eddie
so Tracy can tell me
she's sleeping with him?
To Marty Caine
this is just another
episode of TV.
But to me and Tracy,
this is our lives.
What'd you do?
I thought that if I
explained that to him
he would understand.
You know, maybe he would take
more care with another guest
the next time.
Then what?
[whoosh]
At first I couldn't see him.
[slow music]
You could've just
called for help.
I was scared. I...
[whoosh]
Was he dead?
- He was still warm.
And that's how you got
blood all over your hands?
I panicked.
I didn't know what to do.
Could have called for help.
I was scared.
I must've passed
him in the hallway.
[suspenseful music]
Hey you, stop!
[loud thudding]
[group applauding]
Can you help me?
McBride.
You really know
how to pick them.
Well, you know me,
I love a challenge.
Especially when I think
the accused is innocent.
Where are you going?
- Detective Marsh and I
are heading downtown to
meet with the captain.
Why? - We need to make sure
that this high profile case
is handled carefully.
Captain wants to be apprised in person.
Captain afraid of getting
his image tarnished?
You know as well as I that the media
is going to be trying this case as we go.
Boy isn't that the truth?
Yeah.
I'll let you guys get to it.
- Thank you
Ready?
[jazzy music]
[phone ringing]
McBride Associates.
Hold on.
It's a reporter from
the National Informer.
I am in a very
important meeting.
Ah, he's in a very
important meeting.
Thank you.
Has that been happening a lot?
[phone ringing]
Ever since I
walked in the door.
Let the voicemail get it.
Marty Caine's murder
is big news, huh?
Oh, I talked to Wingy.
He said that the bail
situation is taken care of.
[Voicemail] You've reached the
offices of McBride and Associates.
Great. - [Voicemail] Please
leave a message after the beep.
Oh.
[phone beeping]
Can I please call a temp agency?
Yes.
Tell them to send a Rottweiler.
Thank you.
It's certainly true
that money doesn't equate
to taste, does it?
Hi, we're here to
see Mrs. Caine.
Come in.
Mrs. Caine, I'm McBride.
My associate Phil Dewberry
- Hello Mrs. Caine.
Please come in.
- Thank you.
Can I get you
something to drink or?
No.
It's fine.
We appreciate you seeing us.
We'll try not to take too much of your time.
How can I help? - Mrs.
Caine, I hope you don't mind my asking but,
how long were you
and Mr. Caine married?
It would have been
12 years next fall.
Very impressive. Especially for Hollywood.
- Well Marty was a big star
but when he came home to me he
would leave all that behind.
As I told you on the phone
the police believe
they have their man
but it is our opinion
he is innocent.
He publicly
threatened my husband.
He, he was caught
fleeing the scene
covered in my husband's blood.
Mrs. Caine, if I may,
there were no eye witnesses
to the actual assault.
What do you need to ask me?
- There were a lot of people
who had the opportunity
that night to
kill your husband.
The people who
work for the show,
all of the guests at the party.
I'm wondering if you
could think of any one
who might have a
motive to kill Marty?
Any one?
We're talking
about show business.
Um, afraid I don't follow.
It's a cutthroat business.
There are some people who
it's not good enough to succeed.
They need their friends to fail.
That's why Marty was thinking
about getting out of television.
Retiring?
Politics
Leaving one cutthroat
business for another?
Everybody was so upset.
Told them not to come in today.
I'm sure it was
a terrible shock.
I still can't believe it.
How long did you and
Marty work together?
Since Marty moved to Los
Angeles nearly 10 years ago.
When did you last see him?
- I walked into his office about six o'clock.
So energized, so focused.
He wanted to talk new ideas
for the next 10 years,
but I told him to relax.
He'd had a tough show.
You've seen it, right?
Yeah, we've seen it.
Well, I'll let you two
do what you have to do.
I've got to get back to work.
Showing reruns today.
Thanks.
I thought Marty's wife said
he was getting
out of television?
Well that wouldn't make
Arnie very happy, would it?
[slow music]
Ah.
You all right?
I'll take the pictures.
No, no, no.
It's cool.
Lunch isn't sitting very well.
Right.
Primarily this area we need.
Fingerprints on the
chair, bloodstain.
We need pictures of
the doorknobs, too.
So you can dump those
on the computer,
and we can print out
all those photographs.
Oh hi.
- Hi.
Did you get everything you need?
Um, for now yes.
Do you have any idea
who might have wanted
to do something
like this to Marty?
No, everyone loved Marty.
No professional jealousies?
None that I'm aware of.
Ah, what about the marriage?
Are you kidding?
Marty and Victoria were
like Rhett and Scarlet.
Didn't he leave
her in the end?
Well you know what I mean.
Like Rick and Ilsa, Casablanca.
Didn't she leave him in the end?
- Marty and Victoria were
an extremely devoted couple.
Right, I understand.
One thing that I will need
is a staff list of everybody
that worked on the show.
And all the
guests at the party.
Right. Well you're gonna have to
wait til my secretary gets back.
I press buttons on the
computer and the lights go out.
Thanks Arnie,
we'll be in touch.
Okay.
So everybody just loved
Marty Caine, did they?
That's what the man said.
Yeah, but that's not
what Mrs. Caine said.
It's true.
All right, so Marty was hit
on the back of the head.
Right.
- Where he fell.
Fell over like he was
headed toward the bathroom.
Okay, what's your point?
It's not what you'd
expect, tell me.
He's confronted by Joe
who's meant to be angry
enough to kill him.
Marty just turns his back on him?
- Marty was arrogant.
And clearly he was
arrogant enough to think
that Joe wasn't a danger.
He walks away from Joe.
And Joe what, brains
him with his own
Viewer's Choice Award?
Yes, that's what
the DA's gonna claim.
Yeah. It doesn't really pass
the smell test though, does it?
Marty Caine turned this back
because it never occurred
to him for a moment
he was in any danger.
He walked away not
because he was arrogant.
Because he felt safe.
Which means what?
Marty Caine knew his killer.
Well, I don't know
how to thank you
for securing my
bail, Mr. McBride
Just help me prove
you're innocent.
Do you have a comment?
- If you don't say anything,
they won't print anything.
[indistinct chatter]
[cameras clicking]
Tracy?
Honey, I've always loved you.
I am really sorry about
that business with Eddie.
Honey, you broke my heart.
I know baby, I'm sorry.
But that's over.
- You mean it?
Joe, do you forgive Tracy?
- Well I love her.
Tracy, does this mean you accept Joe's...
- You know what?
We're not gonna answer any
more questions right now.
We'll talk to you
guys another time.
Give him some air, all right?
Thanks a lot.
I'll give you a piece of advice.
Stay away from reporters.
They're not your friends.
- Okay.
Just get home and I'll
call you in a while.
Okay, thanks again.
[slow music]
[Phil] Wow, nice house.
Think he must be making
a little bit of money
working for Marty.
[dog barking]
[birds chirping]
[door slamming]
[knocking on door]
[doorbell ringing]
Hi, Becky Tranter?
Forget it, okay?
My name is McBride.
Are you Becky?
No, and she's not
doing any interviews.
Oh, we're we're not reporters.
No we're lawyers.
We represent the
gentleman who was accused
of killing Marty Caine.
My name's Phil.
Hey.
Um, we had a few
questions for Mrs. Tranter
if that's cool with you?
She's out back.
Cool.
- May we?
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I've gotta rush.
I've got an important
audition I've got to go to.
[McBride] That's fine.
What's your name?
I'm Gina, Gina Carson.
[McBride] Been
friends with Becky long?
We rent the place together.
Moved in about a year ago.
This has really hit her hard.
Did you ever meet Mr. Caine?
A couple of times with Becky,
Go easy on her.
[birds chirping]
Becky Tranter,
my name's McBride.
I'm a lawyer
representing Joe Devine.
Could we have a talk?
It's my fault he's dead.
[slow music]
I had a bunch of things to do.
I never thought, I mean,
you don't expect someone's
gonna come back and...
Take your time.
I should have
checked, you know.
If I would have just checked,
but instead I got distracted,
and I didn't follow up.
If I had done my job...
Thank you.
He seemed like a nice
enough guy before the show.
What happened after that?
I just finished up and
got ready for the party.
And you saw Marty,
you say, at around,
at 7:00 PM?
[whoosh]
Marty was just
out of the shower.
Hey Becky.
Hey.
How you doing?
Good.
Entertainment Tonight called.
Yeah?
- They need to move the interview to Tuesday.
They're bumping me, why?
They said something about
Cuba Gooding becoming available.
Oh, oh Cuba Gooding.
Excuse me.
They're very sorry.
So your conversation
was just about scheduling?
Pretty much.
- What's the real message here, Becky?
What are they really saying? That one
lousy best supporting actor beats my Emmy,
my five Golden Globes,
my Viewer's Choice Award?
And do they think
that the alumni
at the University
of New Hampshire
just gives their
award to anyone?
I'll be sure to tell them.
You do that.
[chuckling]
Who cares, it's my night.
Yeah.
Go, get ready for the party.
How long had you
worked for him?
Eight years.
He knew my father
back in the old days,
before Marty was famous.
We talked a bit about that, too.
Hey.
That, that was our first show.
My girlfriend is
hairier than I am.
[giggling]
We've grown.
Well, now here you
are 10 years later.
who would have thought it?
Not me.
Yeah.
Dad either.
He should be here.
I know.
See you at the party.
[whoosh]
Did you see him
again after that?
Not until they found him.
A 10 year run.
Do you know how many
people achieve that?
It was going to be the
best night of his life.
My fault, you see.
I should have checked.
[slow jazzy music]
Mac, thanks for calling.
If you hadn't I'd have
gone hungry all night.
Well, not exactly the corner
booth at Muso Frank's,
but not the restaurant
that matters,
but the choice of company.
You always know
say the right thing.
What's got you working so late
flooding the captain
with paperwork?
Oh, this case is so hot.
He wants me to
handle it personally.
We've got to keep a
step ahead of the press
or we'll have mud on our face.
Anything new?
- Yeah.
You'll probably read it
in the tabloids tomorrow.
Apparently the guy famous
for bringing out the
worst in his guests
had a few extra marital
secrets of his own.
Any new suspects?
- We're working on it.
But what I don't
know is how you think
that there's a way out
of this for your client.
You never know.
Could get lucky.
Who knows, you might.
[cheerful, jazzy music]
[McBride] So the girl who
was with Marty that night,
did she check in at reception?
[Phil] Aaron said Marty
gave them all passes.
[McBride] You know what?
We've got to find out who she was.
Could be very important.
So what have we got here?
We've got a wife who
wasn't too brokenhearted.
Got a producer who
could get very angry.
Maybe if he thought
he was being dumped.
And several people with access.
You know what might
be a good idea?
Make friends with Becky.
You know, Marty
Caine's assistant.
She was very close to him.
See what you can learn.
You mean like...
- Just get close to her.
She's a contemporary. So she'll
probably open up to you a lot sooner
than she would to me.
Oh, my word.
31 messages.
Did you call the temp agency?
[Phil] Yes.
[phone ringing]
McBride and Associates.
Los Angeles Times?
I'm sorry, he's in a deposition.
Thank you, goodbye.
McBride and Associates.
Uh huh.
Hold the line, please.
No, I'll tell Mr. McBride.
10:00 AM on the fifth.
Yes, uh huh.
And does he have your number?
Thank you, goodbye.
Eugenie Underwood,
the agency sent me.
You know that works great
with filtered water.
You asked for Rottweiler.
Welcome.
[car horns honking]
Hey, look, I
wanna talk to Arnie.
You look around, see
if you can find Aaron.
Okay.
Well I dressed Marty for
all his public appearances.
What was it like
working for him?
He was exacting.
Exacting?
Yes, everything was
Marty had to be just so.
He was meticulous
about his appearance.
The cashmere and silk suits.
The hundred percent
cotton shirts,
all hand made, of course.
Monogrammed breast pocket.
Only rule was to
make Marty look good.
How about Marty the man?
How did he treat the
people around him?
The only role was to
make Marty look good.
Marty Cain's wardrobe.
You know, I noticed that
you keep the door locked.
We've had some pilfering
of Marty's things.
You know, people are so crazy to
get their hands on celebrity items.
I find it best to keep
temptation under lock and key.
Smart.
- It's kind of weird thinking
he's never going to wear
any of these things again.
Aaron, the night
that Marty was killed
Arnie said that you
brought him his suit
earlier that evening.
Yeah, that's right.
Remember...
what time exactly?
It was about 6:30.
And he wanted his
favorite Armani,
which meant his white
Oxford button down.
So you came in, you saw him,
and you gave him his suit?
No, I hung the suit and
the shirt on the coat rack,
and I left the shoes beneath,
and I left.
Why didn't you just give
him his suit personally?
Um, well because
Marty was entertaining
one of his lady friends,
and from the sound of things
it wasn't really
time to interrupt.
You mean he was, they were...
I don't know what I mean
except that I know when
it's okay to bother Marty
and I know it's not okay. And when he's
entertaining one of his lady friends
and I hear giggling
coming from in the room
it's probably not the best time to bother.
- Giggling, really?
I don't know. Maybe sex with
Marty is some kind of laugh riot.
How unusual was it for
Marty to be entertaining
a girl in his dressing
room like that after a show?
I wouldn't say it
was unusual exactly.
What would you say exactly?
Marty used to get, you know,
worked up after the show.
I guess he used that
to kind of relax.
Did you happen to see the girl
he was with that night? - No, no.
He have any special girls?
- Look, I don't know.
I didn't see them.
They were all the same to me.
I just kept my head
down and I did my job,
and keeping track of Marty's
extra marital liaisons
doesn't really fit my
job description, so.
[phone ringing]
I still have your handkerchief.
- What?
Yeah, you forgot
it the other day.
Oh, I, I didn't
really forget it.
I just thought it was a
bit un-chivalrous.
Plus it was soaking wet.
Yes it was.
Do you want to grab a coffee?
Sure.
This way.
- Oh.
This is the green room, huh?
Gosh, I guess I imagined
it a little more,
oh, I don't know, green.
Inoffensive beige room
doesn't have the same
ring now does it?
No, it doesn't actually.
So you happen to know anything
about the woman who
was in Marty's office
the night he died?
No.
Well, I mean, yeah.
I know he fooled around
behind his wife's back,
but I never, I mean
it wasn't something
that we talked about.
Thank you.
Don't ask, don't tell, huh?
- Yeah.
You didn't happen to know
who he was seeing recently
or first name, anything
he might've said?
Sorry.
It's all right.
So I guess all this
means you're pretty much
out of a job now, huh?
Yeah.
But it's Hollywood.
I'm sure something will turn up.
- Here you are.
I've been looking all over for you.
- I'm coming.
Look, I gotta go.
- Going to check on the editing now.
McBride.
This won't take long.
To tell you the truth
I was kind of hoping we
were through talking.
Yeah.
Well I know that Marty was
thinking about quitting.
So maybe he was quitting.
Maybe and so what?
Well,
how'd you feel about that?
In all honesty,
it was time.
Why didn't you tell me?
Well, because experience
has taught me to never
tell people any more than
is strictly necessary.
Especially when
being forthright.
It can lead to
unnecessary complications.
Like what?
Well, like you
mistakenly thinking
that I would be devastated
by the fact that Marty
might be quitting,
and that I'd be angry over
the way he'd abandoned me
after all that I
had done for him.
Joe, let's try these on DVD.
Were you?
Why should I be?
We had a great run.
Nearly 10 years.
Besides, I got development
deals all over the town.
Good for you.
- Listen, Mr. McBride,
you probably figured
out that Marty could be
a pain in the neck,
but I'm a producer,
and dealing with stars
who are a pain in the neck
is part of the job.
And in case you
really need to ask me
I can tell you exactly where
I was when Marty was murdered.
Good.
'Cause I really to ask.
Well I was talking to the
network suits on the phone
between 6:30 and 7:15.
You can check the phone records.
I will.
You know, McBride.
You're a smart lawyer.
You ever think about
doing a reality series
based on legal system?
We should talk.
Thank you, I don't think so.
Well, think about it.
Just did.
Hi.
- Hi Becky.
Hi.
I'll be in the Jeep.
So, how's it going?
Are you a busy Friday?
Maybe I can take you to a
movie or dinner or something?
[Becky] Yeah.
Okay great.
All right, bye.
[horn honking]
All right, so I
ingratiated myself.
You ask her out?
- Yeah.
Good, just remember--
- I remember.
Keep it professional.
No, no, no, I promised, yes.
Yes, and I told him.
Okay, uh huh.
Okay fine.
Uh?
What's this all about?
Certainly glad she didn't like my desk.
- I'll tell them, thanks.
Hi.
- Hi.
You're in there.
[dog barking]
Hey Jessie looks nice.
Yeah.
Doggy fluff and fold.
- So?
The Tribune wants to interview you.
- Not interested.
There's a spot on court
TV if you're interested.
No, no, no, maybe Phil?
- No, not me.
Okay, WKZ is interested
in an in depth--
Pass.
- Okay.
Where are the
crime scene photos?
What about all the--
The statements,
forensics and court papers.
Well, yeah.
Actually how did you know
I was gonna say that?
Nice job.
[faint siren blaring]
So, now that we're organized,
let's get back to it.
Any luck on phone records?
- Uh, they called and said
they'll have them to me
in the morning.
Okay, fine. Anybody on that
production staff over there
profess any knowledge
of Marty's girlfriends?
Oh it's, you know,
one of those things
where everybody knows about it
but nobody's talking about it.
Yeah well...
Okay, to do list for
the rest of the day.
I'd like you to
go over to Joe's.
Just, um, kind of reiterate with
him the points of the statement.
He could probably use a little
hand holding right now anyway.
You gonna be here the rest of the
afternoon? - No, I wanna go have
another conversation
with Victoria Caine.
Obviously things weren't as rosy
between her and Marty
as she led us to believe.
Um hum.
Um hum.
[birds chirping]
I've been finding out
some interesting things
about Mr. Caine.
And?
Well, to be blunt
it doesn't seem
he's what one would
call a faithful husband.
I know.
So you didn't have
a happy marriage?
I had a marriage that worked.
Look, a lot of women let
that sort of thing go by
when they're married
to a successful man.
The only thing that mattered
was that Marty came home to me.
[phone ringing]
Do you wanna get that?
No, I, I don't really want
to speak to anyone right now.
Did it hurt?
Of course it hurt.
Truth is it hurts as much now
as when I first found out
about it five years ago.
Why did you stay with him?
[slow music]
Because I loved him.
If you don't mind
I would really like
to just be alone
right now, please.
Certainly.
[engine humming]
[knocking on door]
Joe, what time was it that
you went back into the studio?
You okay baby?
As long as I've got you.
[phone ringing]
Oh, now don't
you move a muscle.
I'll get that.
- Okay.
Hello? - Man, I'll tell you
the phone's been ringing off
the hook since we got home.
Really?
- Yeah.
Got offers coming in all over.
She got herself an agent.
[giggling]
He's talking about
booking studio time.
You know, when she's got
her set fully developed,
you know, fine tuned.
This trial has
been like the best
thing that could've
happened to us.
It's really made Tracy
and me understand
how much we truly
love each other,
in sickness and in health,
for better or worse,
for richer for poorer.
Joseph, you are
on trial for murder.
Yeah, but I'm innocent,
and you guys are
the best, right?
Okay, sometimes
that's not enough.
Like right now.
What do you mean?
Joe, I think you
need to just lay low
and stop taking this
all for granted.
If you're trying
to scare me, Phil,
you're doing a
heck of a good job.
I'm not trying to scare you.
I'm trying to give
you a dose of reality.
This trial, this case
is not good for Tracy
and it's especially
not good for you.
[suspenseful music]
[dog barking]
[phone dialing]
[phone ringing]
Hi, Eugenia, McBride.
Listen, I'm going to be
out here a lot longer
than I thought.
So could you hang
around, please?
Keep Jesse company and feed him?
Yes, no, no, I will, I promise.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
If you could just do that.
All right, good.
Thank you.
Yes, I promise.
[phone beeping]
[car engine humming]
[upbeat, mysterious music]
[door slamming]
[indistinct chatter]
[tapping on door]
Okay, Joe.
I'll go ahead and get this typed up
and then we can go over it again.
- Sounds good.
I'm just saying if people
are showing up
becuase of me then I think it's
only fair
that I get a slice
of the pie, too.
Take care, Joe.
- Hey, thanks Phil.
And please tell Mr. McBride
how grateful me and Tracy are.
Sure.
- I don't care.
I mean it's either
that or I walk.
[car horns honking]
[giggling]
Bye baby.
[Woman] I'll
talk to you later.
[knocking on door]
What, did you forget your...
Hello Aaron.
[phone ringing]
[Becky] Hello?
Hi Becky.
Hey, it's Phil.
- Oh hey.
I was just calling
to confirm for tonight.
Well...
C'mon, need a nice night out.
I really just don't
think it would be much fun.
Just a little dinner and
some good conversation.
Okay, 7:00 PM?
Great, pick you up.
Okay great.
- Great.
I'll see a little later.
See you then.
Bye.
- Bye.
How long you been seeing her?
- I don't think that's any of your business.
You know something, when I've got
a client facing the death penalty
everything is my business.
Nearly two years.
So the night of the murder
you brought Marty his clothes.
Then what?
Well I finish up a few
things and I go home.
You didn't go to the party?
- No, no.
I wasn't really in the mood to
celebrate Marty's achievements.
Anybody see you leave
the studio that night?
I don't know.
Maybe a security guard in the lobby.
Did Marty know about
you and Victoria?
We kept it a
secret from everyone.
You know what Marty did, though.
That just like,
clears the
way for you, doesn't it?
You really think this is
something we cooked up together?
Oh, hey that's
a good question.
Thanks for bringing it up.
Did you?
Don't be ridiculous.
Good night, Mr. McBride.
You know, I just have
this tingly feeling
we'll be talking again.
[door slamming]
[lock clicking]
[tapping on door]
Well.
Hi.
How are you?
I'm good, how are you?
You look very nice.
Thank you.
So do you.
- Thanks.
Nice jacket.
Thank you.
It's my it's my dad's.
He's dead.
[slow music]
[indistinct chatter]
I was born to it, I suppose.
What, TV?
My dad was--
Eddie Tranter, I know.
Wow, you've been
doing your homework.
It's my job.
I know that your dad and
Marty were partners once.
Yeah, I've known
Marty my whole life.
My mom died when I was a baby.
Dad raised me on his own.
He was a producer.
A bit like Arnie,
only with morals.
And Marty was the talent.
They started out at a local
cable station in Michigan,
and right from the start it
was clear Marty was a star.
And it wasn't too
long after that
that the suits out here
started to take notice.
Out you came, huh?
Marty came.
Dad didn't want to leave.
He didn't want to move me.
So he stayed and Marty became
a big star in five minutes.
Of course we ended up
coming out here in the end.
But by then dad was
feeling really bad
about himself and drinking.
I mean, there was Marty
all over TV Guide,
and dad couldn't get arrested.
Why didn't he just
ask Marty for help?
Oh he wouldn't do that.
Marty told me he offered
to help countless times
but dad didn't want charity.
One morning when I was 18,
I left to pick up
some groceries.
Dad was in a good mood.
I had just given him
a recording he wanted.
Kathleen Ferrier in
Orpheus and Eurydice.
You know it?
I'm more of an R
and B kind of guy.
Yeah well, dad loved it.
He said it was about
being lost and then found.
I got back about
a half hour later,
and the music was blaring out.
The window was open and
there was dad lying
face down in the street.
We were eight stories up.
He fell?
No.
The coroner said
there was no way,
something about the
height of the window.
No, he jumped.
When he heard, Marty
was devastated.
He felt terrible.
Said he should have made
more of an effort to see dad.
And then afterward
he stepped right up.
He took me under his wing,
gave me a job at the show.
It was like he'd
never been away.
Becky I'm...
I'm really sorry.
[phones ringing]
[tapping on door]
Hi.
I need a break. I figured if I just
called you, you would have said no.
I want to take Jessie to the dog
park so he can
flirt with a
certain female Chihuahua.
Why don't you take
a walk with me.
Okay.
You're right.
Got your Glock?
[gentle music]
My lady.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I had a good time.
Me too.
You okay? I noticed at dinner
you were kind of scratching...
I have a skin condition.
It's a rash.
I get it sometimes when I'm...
Stressed?
- Yeah.
[giggling]
Well it's not surprising
considering all you've been through.
I have a special
cream the doc gave me
but it doesn't seem to be
doing me much good, so.
Pretty gross, huh?
No, I actually had
this weird twitch
in my right lower lid.
And it's gotten
significantly worse
since I started
working for McBride.
Thank you, Phil.
Thank you for indulging
me and making me laugh.
It's what I do.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
[slow music]
You followed me.
That was very sneaky.
[glass clinking]
My affair with Aaron has nothing
to do with Marty's murder.
The oldest motive
in the world.
What do you want from me?
I'd like to know
where you were
just before Marty's
body was found.
At the party.
And who saw you there?
Almost everybody.
- Right, 10 years.
Enviable run on television.
It must have been a
very exciting party
for everyone involved.
I'm sure it was.
So it's possible you slipped
away for a few minutes.
No one would even notice.
Yes, I could've, but I didn't.
Let's just cut to
the chase here.
If I wanted to kill my husband
who took very good care of me,
you really think that I
would do it at a party
surrounded by 50 of
his closest associates?
If you have any more questions,
please just call my lawyer.
[cheerful, jazzy music]
[indistinct TV chatter]
Hey.
How'd it go with
Victoria Caine?
Well, she is one smart woman.
And tough.
Yeah, I guess you'd have to be to
be live with Marty all those years.
What's that?
Oh, this is the phone list.
Oh Arnie's?
Yes.
And did you see
on the next page.
6:23 he made a phone call
that lasted 47 minutes.
So guess he's off the suspect list.
- You think so?
Well, it's a pretty
solid alibi, isn't it?
Ever put anybody on hold?
I don't think a
producer would dare
put a network executive on hold.
No?
- No.
Phone protocol in
Hollywood is a,
it's not a game.
There's a real pecking
order as to who gets
to do what to whom.
Anything come for me from the police?
- Police?
Detective Marsh said that
he was going to send me a list
of all the stuff that was
in Marty Caine's office
the night he got murdered.
No, nothing's come yet.
Can we do
something about that?
Who do you think you are!
I'll kill you!
Well, I mean, they're
convicting him on television
before the trial's even started.
I had no idea he
had such passion.
Such rage,
such intense love for me.
She is a piece
of work, isn't she?
The boyfriend is
up on a murder rap.
And she's promoting herself.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey Mac.
What brings you by?
Well, I've been looking for
Detective Marsh. I can't find him.
He was supposed to send
me an inventory list
of all the stuff in
the Marty Caine office.
I haven't gotten it yet.
- You know what?
I haven't seen him in a bit.
Let me see what I can do.
This is Detective Hansen.
Can I get the crime
scene inventory
for the Marty Caine murder case?
It'll be right up.
Groovy.
Your desk.
Thank you.
I know Marsh is
swamped with all of this
but I should have had that
list quite a while ago.
I'm getting behind here.
Oh, I'm sorry about that.
Marsh should have
had it right away.
I'm sure the captain
wouldn't wanna lose this case
on a technicality.
No, he wouldn't.
You will have full disclosure.
Here you go, ma'am.
Thanks Channel.
Mr. McBride.
Anything else I can do for you?
No, this is what I needed.
Thank you.
That's a switch.
[indistinct chatter]
[faint siren blaring]
[car horns honking]
What's up?
How's it going over here?
Will take a while, yeah.
73 paperclips 23
scripts, 16 pens.
It sounds like we don't know
exactly what we're looking for.
No. I was hoping that if I
come across something that...
Marty's shirt.
- What?
His shirt, white
monogram shirt.
Right? Aaron pressed the shirt
and brought it in with the suit
At 6:35, right?
Said he walked in the office,
hangs the suit on the coat
rack outside the dressing room.
So?
Come here.
So where is it?
No mention of a
shirt on this list.
Black suit shoes.
So between the time Aaron
hung the suit on the coat rack
and that picture was taken,
the shirt disappeared.
So you think the killer
took it maybe as a souvenir?
So much blood.
I mean Joe was covered in blood.
He barely touched the body.
The killer must've gotten
blood all over his shirt.
You can't go prancing around
town wearing a bloody shirt.
So you think the killer
put on Marty's shirt?
Yeah. Then it's just a question
of getting away from the scene
and getting rid of
the bloody shirt.
What did he do with
Marty's clean shirt?
He get rid of it the same time?
No, can't do that.
Why not?
- You wear it again.
That would mean going shirtless.
But then you show
up at your house
and you've got Marty's shirt.
What are you going to do?
Stick in your own trash can?
That's a liability.
How do you get
rid of something
if you don't want anyone
ever to be able to find it?
Probably burn it.
- Uh huh.
Only it's late at night
when the killer gets home.
He can't exactly
start a fire then.
That's kind of,
you know, obvious.
Right?
So he waits until
the next morning.
Disguises the shirt
as something else.
And he burns it.
Good deduction.
The old saying,
hide a letter,
put it in the mailbox.
So if you're gonna
do it in plain sight
it has to look like
a simple everyday,
like burning garden waste.
Like Becky was doing.
Marty was like a
second father to her.
I know.
You gonna see her again?
Tonight.
- Check out her barbecue. - Mac!
Phillip, everybody
is a suspect.
Check out the barbecue,
see that it was just twigs and leaves.
That way we check
her off the list.
[crickets chirping]
Do you have an
interview already?
Yeah. They figured if I could
take care of Marty,
I could take care of anyone.
Wow, that's great.
You know, I'm going
to get another bottle.
[crickets chirping]
[mysterious music]
[jazzy music]
Looks like cotton.
Could be a white shirt.
Could be.
Okay, well
just get it to the lab.
You really think Becky did it?
- Just wait till we get the
report from the lab, okay?
There could be a simple explanation.
For all we know
Victoria, Arnie, Aaron,
half the staff burn things.
We just didn't happen
to see them do it.
Doesn't make me
feel any better.
Didn't think it would.
So around 6:30 you brought
Marty his clothes for party?
Yes, I brought him his
shirt, suit and shoes.
Are you sure that you had the
shirt with you that evening? - Yes.
Did you personally give
Marty his clothes that night?
Ah, well no.
When I got there,
he was occupied.
So I,
I put the shirt and the
suit on the coat rack
and lay the shoes
beneath to the side.
You put the suit and
the shirt on the coatrack?
Correct.
Nothing further.
As you can see, sir,
from the inventory
there is indeed no
mention of the shirts.
Seems that way.
- Did you look for the missing shirt?
Detective? - No. - Why not?
I assumed someone
was doing that.
You assumed?
Objection.
Badgering the witness.
Sustained.
- Let me put it another way, if I may.
Did the question of the missing
shirt ever come up? - No.
Why not? - I guess we were too
busy dealing with a dead body
to worry about a shirt.
Nothing further.
[jazzy music]
[dog whining]
[indistinct mumbling]
Animal Planet without sound.
It's his favorite channel.
This came from the lab.
I think I know what that is.
What's it say?
Material is a silk Lycra mix.
Sample too badly burned
for further analysis.
So it's not cotton. - It's not
Marty's shirt. - [McBride] Correct.
Which means
Becky didn't do it.
Feel better?
Ah, I feel so much better.
How are you feeling?
Oh, I'm fine, thank you.
And you?
Good.
[chuckling]
Detective Hanson.
When the crime scene was
dusted for fingerprints
where were the prints
of Mr. Devine found?
A partial
thumbprint was lifted
from the outside door knob.
And another was found on
the chair beside the desk.
Were there any prints
on the murder weapon?
No, the surface appeared
to have been wiped clean.
Were prints belonging
to anyone else
found in Mr. Caine's office?
Yes, forensics found
hundreds of prints.
All of which were matched
with employees, friends,
or family of the victim.
It was a busy office.
So you found hundreds of
prints all over the room
but only two belonging to Mr. Devine?
- Yes.
Find it strange that he would have wiped
his fingerprints off the murder weapon,
but not the chair or the door?
- Well perhaps
the murder weapon was the only
thing he thought of.
Or perhaps he never
touched the murder weapon.
Objection.
Is there a question here?
Mr. McBride?
Withdrawn, Your Honor.
Detective Hanson, were you in charge
of this case from the beginning?
No, I was assigned to the case
about a week after the murder.
- Uh huh.
And who was the lead detective
in the initial stages of this case?
- Detective Marsh.
Why was detective
Marsh removed?
He wasn't removed.
I was asked by the department
to head the investigation
because I have more experience
in dealing with
high profile cases.
Is that the only reason
you were asked to step in?
There were several other
factors involved in the decision.
Primarily Marty
Caine's notoriety.
Uh huh.
Would you tell us specifically what
those other considerations were?
Objection. The witness is not
qualified to speak for her superior.
Your honor, as
Detective Hanson
was part of the
decision making process
I would believe she is qualified
to answer the question.
Overruled, the witness
will answer the question.
I was concerned that
under the leadership
of Detective Marsh,
the investigation was not as thorough
as it should have been.
- And you,
expressed those
concerns to your superiors?
Yes I did.
Thank you.
No more questions.
[Judge] Very well.
Well thank you Mr. McBride.
The witness may step down.
We will now go to recess.
Court will reconvene
in one hour.
Hi.
I found this under the door.
I have the shirt
you're looking for.
It's yours for 20,000 tickets
to the Elysian park tomorrow,
and leave it in the trash can
located near the playground.
[paper rustling]
Okay, so where do
we find 20 grand?
You honestly want to
deal with a ransom demand?
No, but someone
knows that that shirt
could clear our client.
I'd like to know
who that someone is.
So what, we're just
gonna make 20,000 dollars
appear and walk into
Elysian Park tomorrow
and put it in a trashcan?
Yes.
- If you've got 20 grand lying around
I'll come back next week.
Were you leaving?
- Yeah, my weeks up.
I'm booked at a nice clean
dentist office for a whole month.
Oy! I'm gonna miss you.
- Me too.
It's been a pleasure
working with two men
who are trying to do good.
That's very sweet.
Got it.
I know where to get the money.
[indistinct chatter]
Tell me you did not
burn the funny money.
Ta dah!
[chuckling]
I just keeping these
for souvenir really.
I'm going to incinerate them.
Just like you told me.
You know what,
I'm glad you waited.
Yeah.
20,000 bucks, huh?
Uh huh.
What do I need?
I'm thinking 10
percent on the dollar.
Are you?
That's funny 'cause you
know what I was thinking?
I was thinking about
the 5,000 dollars worth
of legal services you got for...
Oh, 500.
There's work involved.
Okay McBride, you're
a tough man, you know.
You're a good man,
but you're very hard.
Thanks Mo.
[children laughing]
[mysterious music]
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music]
Hey, hey!
[groaning]
Get up.
So you got the shirt?
What shirt?
The shirt that
you tried to ransom
for bag full of phony money.
Believe me, you don't want to
get involved in a murder case
over a bag full of play money.
[dog barking]
Marty was very special.
The minute you
mentioned it in court
I knew this was the shirt
you were talking about.
How?
How did you know it
wasn't an old shirt?
The monogram, see.
MC.
Now look.
That was taken last year.
See the monogram?
MTC, for Theodore.
He dropped it last year.
He changed the design.
It's sleeker.
Don't you think?
So this, it has
to be a new shirt.
Hum, very clever.
And where did you buy it?
On eBay.
When Marty died
I tried to get ahold of
as much stuff as possible.
I mean they're
collector's items now.
It's really exciting.
Oh yes, I'm sure.
Who sold it to you?
I have no idea.
What do you mean
you have no idea?
Just their subscriber name.
Well, how did you pay for it?
Online, a PayPal account.
Okay, whose name was
on the PayPal account?
Same thing, subscriber.
All right. I'll tell you what
I'm gonna need,
as much information as I can.
[Man] No, no, no.
- Email me as much
as you can give me about the,
person that you bought it from.
Their email account or anything
because we've got to
find this person, okay?
That was Marty's personal
notepad
It was in mint condition.
Can we get real
names from PayPal?
If i have the time officially,
or I could just get subpoenas.
Well, we don't have
the time for that.
Well then we'll
do it unofficially.
Oh, sorry.
Just a little.
You get that off, right?
All right, you look very nervous.
Give me this.
I need this for the trial.
I want this information
and I want it soon.
Thank you.
Okay, here's the list of all the
PayPal transactions from March 8th,
including the subscriber
names and their details.
Must be thousands.
Maybe tens of thousands.
What's the subscriber name?
[phones ringing]
[keyboard clicking]
There it is.
- Well, what do you know?
What, somebody you know?
[engine humming]
[knocking on door]
Becky's not here.
Well, it's not
Becky I came to see.
I didn't kill him.
But you were with
him the night he died?
Yeah.
You were having
a relationship?
Regular sweethearts.
That was us.
How'd you meet him?
Becky introduced us.
I thought he was charming, rich.
And he knew people.
Knew people?
In the business.
Ah.
Do you think it's easy
going from one
audition to the next,
all the time seeing
others get the parts?
You want to know what it's
like when you wake up one day
and realize that waiting
for your life to begin
is your life?
And then Marty came along,
and he seemed to like me.
Me.
And I thought what's the harm?
He could, you know.
I know.
It happens, Mr. McBride.
Not everyone gets to
the top on talent alone.
I understand.
Could you just,
just tell me about
the night Marty died.
He dumped me.
He said it wasn't
working anymore.
You just get to
decide that, do you?
Yes, Gina, I do.
When?
- When what?
When did you decide?
I'm guessing it wasn't tonight.
So, what was that?
That was life.
Show biz.
- What about the party.
Party? Oh, you don't still think
you're going to the party, do you?
But you said-- - Said,
I say a lot of things, Gina.
You said there'd
be people there.
You'd introduce me.
Producers, agents.
And Victoria.
Do you really think I want you
and my wife in the same room?
No.
I just had to get out.
I didn't want him to see.
See what?
I thought about
crashing the party.
I figured I'd earned it,
but in the end I tidied
myself up and went home.
Must have been hard on you.
Yes.
Felt used.
With losing your
temper at Marty,
that'd be completely
understandable.
Only I didn't.
I didn't kill him.
No?
- No.
Could you explain
what you were doing
with that?
So it's part of your job
to look after the guests?
That's right.
Calm nerves before the show,
smooth ruffled
feathers afterwards.
Pretty much, yeah.
In all the years
you worked there
you must've been
able to get a sense
about which guests may potentially
be volatile or dangerous.
Objection, Your Honor.
The witness is not qualified
to give expert psychiatric testimony.
- Sustained.
Did you think Mr.
Devine was a threat?
None whatsoever.
He was kind of sweet.
Thank you.
Have you lived in LA long?
Eight years.
Live alone?
Um no.
I share with someone else.
Gina Carson, right?
That's right.
Get along okay?
Relevance, Your Honor?
Your honor, a little latitude.
I promise everything
will become clear.
I hope we all fervently
share, Mr. McBride.
Please proceed.
- How would you characterize
your relationship
with Miss Carson?
It's okay.
We share.
It's, it's not like we're
best friends or anything.
Arguments?
Some.
Like what?
The usual, what's
mine is mine.
I prefer it when
people respect that.
So you'd get
annoyed, say, if she,
I don't know borrowed
some of your clothes
without asking first?
Of course.
- Right.
Now, as I'm sure you're aware
there was something missing
from the murder scene.
Marty's shirt, yes.
And it's possible
whoever took Marty's shirt
was also his murderer.
Objection.
This theory again.
Perhaps counsel would prefer
to stick the known facts.
Be a pleasure, Your Honor.
Fact, the shirt was missing.
Fact, it was ever found
anywhere near Mr. Devine.
Overruled.
So Becky,
it's possible that
if we find the person
who took Marty Caine's shirt,
we might also find his killer.
You agree?
I guess so.
Thank you, Becky.
You've been very helpful.
Miss Carson, how long have you
had Miss Tranta been friends
and roommates?
Couple of years.
Friendship close?
It's okay.
I understand
that you're an actress.
Aspiring is more like it.
Tough business to
break into, isn't it?
Tell me about it.
Any luck?
- A little.
Just one big break away.
Ah good.
But in the meantime it certainly
helps to have
Becky share the rent.
Definitely.
Do you two share
anything else?
Clothes, for instance?
I couldn't help noticing that
you're both just
about the same size.
Sometimes Becky lets
me borrow something
when I have an
important audition.
Have you had an important audition lately?
- Yes.
And did Becky let you
borrow something for it?
Not exactly.
Becky.
Occasionally I borrow
clothes from Becky,
but I couldn't find her.
[McBride] So you
went to her closet
to try to find
something to wear?
[Becky] Yes.
That's when you noticed that she had
a shirt that belonged to Marty Caine.
So you replaced it
with another shirt
from her closet,
and took the Marty
Caine shirt with you.
It wasn't the first thing
of Marty's that you took,
was it?
- No.
So you grabbed the
monogram shirt out of the bag
and then put something
of Becky's you'd found
in her closet in, correct?
Objection, Your Honor.
We're here to try a murder,
not a clothes barring
disagreement between roommates.
Your honor I promise you
this line of questioning
will go directly to cause.
It better, Mr. McBride.
Overruled.
You're not in
any trouble here.
But you did have a nice little
business on the side, didn't you?
Taking Marty's things
and selling them
to collectors, didn't you?
It was just extra stuff.
- I understand.
So you took the shirt and
sold it on eBay, correct?
Yes.
Matter of fact, we
found the person who
bought it from you.
He's in court today.
Ned, would you stand up please?
Thank you.
Your Honor, I have no more
questions of this witness
Mr. Kendall?
No questions, Your Honor.
The witness may step down.
This time the defense recalls
Rebecca Tranter to the stand.
The bailiff will recall
Becky Tranter to the stand.
Well, I guess we know
what happened to
Marty's missing shirt.
It was in a paper bag
in your closet at home.
Gina's lying.
Why would she do that?
Maybe because she killed him
and she's trying
to pin it on me.
Oh, but she didn't, did she?
You took the shirt
from Marty's office
and wore it because his blood
was all over your blouse.
No.
You wore it home, didn't you?
No.
- Couldn't dispose of it on the way,
so you took it home so you
could destroy it later.
No.
That never happened?
No!
You never wore this shirt?
Of course not.
I noticed that you
scratch your arm a bit.
Do you have a skin condition?
- Yes.
Would you roll up
your sleeve, please?
Please.
Okay?
Atopic dermatitis.
Sort of like eczema, right?
Yes.
I have a lab
report here of tests
that were run on the shirt.
On the left sleeve were
found traces of Chlorocrasol,
emulsifying wax, purified
water, hydrocortisone.
So?
- Ingredients
in an emollient
used for dermatitis,
skin cream.
This is some sort of mistake.
No, no mistake.
This is a shirt that says
you're the killer.
That you hit Marty Caine.
No it isn't.
You know that, do you?
Yes.
You know that for sure?
Yes.
No matter what
the experts say,
no matter what they found,
you know they're wrong
because this isn't the shirt.
Yes.
Because you burned it?
I don't know what you mean.
Yes you do.
The only thing is
you didn't burn it.
You just thought you did.
You never checked
to make sure it was
Marty's shirt in the bag.
Why would you?
Gina certainly wasn't
going to say anything.
She shouldn't have been in
your room to begin with.
Boy all this time,
thinking you got away
with it and you know what?
You nearly did.
He should've
been more careful.
He should've watched
what he said.
He knew my father
in the old days
before Marty was famous.
We talked about that, too.
Becky, that photo,
that photo is from
our first show.
My girlfriend is
hairier than I am.
We've grown.
Now, here you
are 10 years later.
Who would have thought?
Not me.
Dad either.
He should be here.
He'd be in his office
blasting some opera.
Madame Butterfly, or singing
at the top of his voice
The Marriage of Figaro.
Becky, those were his favorites.
And Orpheus And Eurydice.
Playing that morning.
Wait, you were there?
He called me,
begged me to come over, talk.
I did.
Your father, all he wanted
from me
was to let him produce the
new show.
That's all.
Well, what did you say?
I told him the truth.
That I had carried
him on my back
all those years in Detroit,
and I wasn't going
to do it anymore.
He had no one else to
blame for this but himself.
And if it hadn't been for
me, he would have ended up
like he did years
earlier, maybe worse.
A drunk, a bum,
a looser.
That's what I told him.
[whoosh]
[cracking]
[loud thudding]
Marty was the reason
dad killed himself.
He broke his heart.
And the shirt?
So long as I had
my jacket buttoned up
no one could see the monogram.
I went to the party.
Afterward I,
I took a detour,
got rid of my shirt,
and went home to burn Marty's.
I see now in taking me in,
giving me a job,
making sure I was okay.
I thought he cared.
He should have kept
his mouth shut.
No more questions.
Get ready for it.
[indistinct chatter]
So what does it feel
like to be a free man, Joe?
Feels good, feels very good.
Tracy, tell us how you
feel now the trial's over
and Joe's free.
Well, of course it's
been a terrible strain,
but we're just happy that--
Excuse me!
Becky!
Becky, do you have
any words for us?
Anything, anything
about the trial?
Phil.
Mr. McBride, thank you so much.
Thank you.
Thank you both.
I mean, we can get them back.
You know, I have a
story to sell now
so we can get like interviews
and stuff and you'll be--
No, it's not like that, Joe.
If people want to hear me sing,
it's because I have talent.
Not because I'm some
celebrity of the week.
Let's go home.
It's crazy to think that Becky
would have let Joe go
to jail for her crime.
Hey, we did good today.
Yes we did.
Innocent man gets to go home.
Yeah.
Hi.
- Hey.
Good job guys.
- Thanks.
You're going to
run point on Becky?
Yes, thanks to you the
case is cut and dried.
One thing though,
all you had is Gina's word
that she found the
shirt in Becky's closet.
How did you know that
Becky was Marty's killer?
She was the only
one who cried for him.
You're good.
[chuckling]
You're good, Mac.
[gentle guitar theme music]