Jake and the Fatman (1987) s01e14 Episode Script

1
I'll say this about the
Fatman: he's a sweet guy.
Listen, creep, I'm going to
take you apart like a clock.
JAKE: He can be
tough when he has to be.
J.L.: Jake Styles?
Don't ask me how
he can live the way he
does on a cop's salary.
Some people do seem
to like him, however.
But he's a damn good
investigator, and he's mine.
(theme playing)
He's a good guy.
Don't you forget it.
Mom?
Jenny!
Oh, honey, I
I told you to stay in your room.
Is he dead?
Is he?
No, no I
I don't-don't want
you to think about it.
I just-just want you to
get some rest, okay?
This is Candice Morgan.
Somebody's just
been shot at my house.
(indistinct background
radio communication)
Can we get that equipment
into the living room?
Yeah, right over this way.
(camera shutter clicking)
Bill, what do you got?
Any sign of Johnny's gun?
None.
You know, maybe
he wasn't carrying it.
Figured this wasn't
hostile territory.
Yeah, maybe.
Keep looking, huh?
Yeah.
This had damn well
better be spectacular.
I left a perfect steak
and the Lakers game
to come up here.
The, uh, deceased
is a male Caucasian
Johnny Alonzo. I knew that.
Damn it.
A prominent member
of organized crime.
JAKE: Johnny was
telling a story to Morgan
when somebody
decided to shut his mouth
with a .38 to his brain.
Is that right? Yeah.
Or are you just tantalizing
an old man, huh?
She's doing a piece
on her TV show
about organized crime
going into legit business.
I guess Johnny was her
Deep Throat, so to speak.
Where is she?
You sure you
want to talk to her?
Last time you guys talked,
you went head-to-head.
Jake, where is she?
Okay, she's in the living room.
Thank you. Bill, do me a favor
and make sure the living room
was checked out good, all right?
Sure.
J.L.: Ms. Morgan.
Mr. McCabe, it's been a while.
Are you able to
answer a few questions?
I just gave a
statement to the officer.
Why don't you just tell
me what happened then.
Let's see, um
I got back from a
meeting in New York.
My plane landed at 5:30.
I got here at 7:00.
Johnny arrived a
few minutes later.
He was talking,
um, off the record.
As deep background
on a piece I'm doing.
Hmm.
Talking about the Mob
to a national correspondent
is dangerous stuff.
What happened next?
He was, um
he was walking
around as he talked.
Um, suddenly there
were two gunshots,
so fast it seemed
almost like one.
Johnny went down.
I hit the floor
and, uh, after a
few moments, I
I crawled to the phone
and called the police.
Anyone else in
the house with you?
My daughter Jenny.
Where is she?
I gave her a sedative
and put her to bed.
She's only 14.
After she heard the shot,
she was frightened for me
and she came running
in and saw Johnny.
It was very traumatic for her.
Of course.
Well, we can talk
to her tomorrow.
Is that really necessary?
I promise you we'll be
as considerate as we can,
but we've got to talk to her.
How was the test?
Absolutely clean.
No gunshot residue at all.
I should hope not.
Oh, it's standard procedure.
We do it on everybody
in a case like this.
Is there anything else?
J.L.: Not right now.
And thank you for
your cooperation.
Excuse me, Miss Morgan?
Could I have your
autograph, please?
Your show is my favorite.
(chuckles)
I never thought I'd
enjoy that question
but, uh, yes, certainly.
Jake?
Yeah?
We got a time of
death, any witnesses?
No.
Neighbors didn't hear a thing.
I think, uh
because the
house is so isolated.
Johnny hit the ground,
his watch broke at
around 8:04 exactly.
Hmm.
What do you think,
open and shut?
Sure. Yeah?
Mob hears Johnny's
being indiscreet
and they give him a
lesson in etiquette, that's all.
Jake, will you see
what you can do
about rushing that
lab work for me?
Sure, yeah, I'll get back to you
in the office, all
right? Thank you.
Oh.
You don't have to
be quiet, Mom, I'm up.
Did you sleep at all, honey?
Hmm?
Some, I think.
J-Johnny's dead isn't he?
Yes, he is.
When I looked down
and saw the blood coming out
Oh, honey.
Baby, don't think about it.
Don't.
Mom-Mom, did you love him?
Oh, I did for a while;
at least I thought I did.
How could
I-I just don't understand
Oh, honey.
What happened
was a terrible thing
but but Johnny was
a horrible, evil man.
Believe me, he
had nobody to blame
for what happened but himself.
Some people call him the
most lawless law enforcer
since Judge Roy Bean.
Some regard him
as the savior (laughs)
of a criminal justice system
Come on, Max, watch.
That protects criminals
Your old man's on.
And Mob victims.
We're talking about
California District Attorney
J.L. McCabe.
Yeah
Mr. McCabe, you're one
for, uh, turning a phrase.
(chuckles)
One that's gotten a lot
of attention lately is, uh,
"locking up the creeps
and throwing away the key."
I assume you're referring
to this department's attitude
toward repeat offenders
and career criminals.
Well, in fact,
didn't you once tell a
defendant that you wanted to
And I quote "drive a
stake through his heart"?
I'll admit that offhanded
remarks taken out of context
can sometimes seem melodramatic.
Actually, what I said
was Here it comes.
That I wanted to drive
a stake through his heart
and another one
through the heart
of that bloodsucking
shyster lawyer of his.
Well! (cackling)
Oh, Mr. McCabe.
You're watching the interview
with Candice Morgan, huh?
Hey, I just got a
chance to see it on tape.
I never got to see it
when it was on the air
because I was still
in law school Derek.
And you know no one gets
a chance to watch TV Derek.
When they're in
law school. Derek!
Whew, man, she really
read you the riot act.
Derek.
Tell me what you've
got underneath Thanks
that ridiculous drape
that is even vaguely relevant
to Johnny Alonzo's murder.
Show him, Derek.
Broken glass.
Huh?
The guys at the lab put the
window the murderer shot through
back together again.
Yes.
They did a hell of
a job; that's true.
Anyway, as you can see
one bullet hole.
One hole, huh?
Yeah, there's
one hole, all right.
(growling): Meaning?
Well, they found
one bullet in the wall
and the second in Johnny Alonzo.
Only one of them was
fired through the window.
Very interesting. Jake?
Got the report right here.
The lab found powder
burns on the corpse.
Whoever killed him
was at close range.
Next to him, in fact.
More interesting.
May I ask if all this
circumstantial evidence
is leading anyplace?
Candice Morgan called the
police to report the murder
to be a little bit after 8:00.
Well, that's not surprising
when you consider the
time on Johnny's watch.
It broke when it hit the
floor and it read 8:04.
8:04 is not when he died.
The medical examiner
places the time of death
a full hour earlier.
So what happened
during the missing hour?
My theory is that someone
in the house murdered Johnny
and then they spent
the next hour cleaning up
trying to make it look like
he was shot from the outside.
I think they broke the
watch at 8:04 to throw us off.
Uh
I don't want to know
who this person is.
JAKE: The guy was
a womanizer, J.L.
The only problem is
his charm came along
with a lot of bare knuckles.
Are you suggesting
that he and Candice
Morgan were lovers?
Well, why else would he
be telling her Mob secrets?
She pushed a little too hard,
he didn't like it and he
started slapping her around.
She didn't like that.
Bang. And maybe
with Johnny's own gun.
You mean they haven't
found his gun yet?
No.
Well, where the hell is it?
We'll find it.
We'll find it.
You think the Mob killed Johnny
because he was talking to me?
Well, that's certainly
the most plausible theory.
JAKE: Unless you can think
of somebody else with a motive.
No.
He told me it'd be risky
for him even to see me.
We want to give
you police protection.
Just for the time
being, of course.
What kind of protection?
Jake would move into the house.
Move in here?
I'm housebroken.
You won't even know I'm here.
No.
No, that's impossible.
Maybe you aren't
afraid for yourself,
but what about your daughter?
The Mob wouldn't
hesitate to hurt you or her.
I can take care of her.
These are very dangerous people.
If it were me, I think
I'd be concerned
for my daughter's safety.
This was a gang hit.
They think he talked,
they're gonna be back.
Unless you can think
of some other reason
as to why he was killed.
You're right.
Maybe you'd better stay here.
Good.
Believe me, Ms. Morgan,
you made the right decision.
(sizzling)
Hi, Jake.
Hi, sweetheart. How are you?
I'm fine.
Good.
You want to try some of this?
Sure.
I like the green ones.
You like the green ones?
Yeah, don't tell
anybody, but so do I.
How you doing?
I'm fine. Good.
I didn't know you cooked.
Hey, look out.
I cook all the time.
I'm a good cook.
Do you wear your
gun all the time, too?
Only when I'm working.
Only reason I'm
wearing this particular gun
is to let people know that
I'm here to defend you.
MORGAN: Jenny, come on.
Don't bother Mr. Styles.
Oh, no, she's not bothering me.
We were just having a little
philosophical discussion.
Oh. Right?
Anyway, you've still got
a lot of homework to do.
Come on.
Okay. Let's go.
See you later.
Is there a reason why you
don't want Jenny to talk to me?
Jenny's been through
a terrible ordeal.
Sometimes when you
talk about it with somebody,
it helps, you know?
Well, if she needs help,
I'll find a professional.
But as long as you're in my
home, you leave her alone.
(dog barking in distance)
JAKE: Drain clogged up?
No, um, no.
I thought it had
stopped, but it's okay.
You spend a great deal
of time lurking in the dark,
don't you?
You know, I was, uh
I was thinking about something.
What?
What if it was you
they were trying to kill,
and Johnny got in the way?
That's ridiculous.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Where were you
exactly when he got hit?
Oh, let's see, I was, um
Exactly.
I was on the sofa, I think.
He was hit in the
side of the head,
and the bullet traveled upward.
Oh, well, maybe I was
I was standing, yes.
You know, it's, uh,
it's really difficult to
I know.
It's hard to answer
questions under pressure.
(laughs)
It's a lot easier to ask them.
Just what are you getting at?
Oh, I'm not getting at anything.
I'm just trying to
give you an idea
of what it's gonna be
like on the witness stand.
Why?
Testifying against the killer
when we catch him.
Or her.
Well, have a nice swim.
No.
Look, I told you
(humming)
You're making a
big mistake, McCabe.
You may be
right, but I doubt it.
My lawyer will have
me out of here in a hour!
Oh, good. Get off me!
Always glad to provide
employment for the criminal bar.
Mr. Bernstein.
Good morning.
This is an outrage, McCabe.
Yeah?
I'd be disappointed if you
didn't think so, Mr. Bernstein.
You know you
can't hold my client.
There's absolutely
no evidence to link him
to Alonzo's
murder Not a shred.
Oh, have we given you the
impression that we suspect
(laughs)
Mr. Bernstein, I do apologize.
Your client is here as a
concerned citizen, aren't you?
Eager to assist law
enforcement in solving this crime.
But that's the point: he
doesn't know anything.
Well, maybe he's just forgotten.
In which case,
I would enjoy refreshing
his recollection.
You got a charge? Make it.
Delighted.
Oh, delighted, yes.
This creep is one of the
biggest cocaine dealers
on the West Coast.
I have it on good authority
Johnny was interested
in moving on him.
I'm not a drug
dealer, Mr. McCabe.
(laughs) Eric
J.L.: Yeah, well what about
your pal's money laundering?
Johnny knew how
much that was worth.
Listen, McCabe
BERNSTEIN: My client
has nothing more to say.
I demand to know if
you intend to hold him,
because if I have to,
I'll get a judge out of bed
to order his release.
Oh, really?
Oh, well, then we'll
let him go of course,
We may be forced to
have him back in here
along with all his creepy
friends until one of them
thinks of something
that will give us the killer.
I speak hypothetically,
of course, Mr. Bernstein.
Listen, my clients
want Johnny's killer
brought to justice just
as much as you do.
(sighs)
I believe in miracles.
But while I wait,
all of those
high-priced rodents,
just like your
lovely client here,
can plan on
getting very familiar
with these surroundings.
(chuckles)
Good morning, gentlemen.
Nearer my God, to Thee ♪
(door closes)
(knocking)
Come in.
Hi.
Um, the maid forgot to
take them out of the dryer.
I thought you might need them.
Oh, thanks a lot.
Can I get you anything else?
No, I'm fine.
Thank you.
How about you?
You okay?
Okay, I guess.
Yeah.
Why don't you come have a seat.
You know, uh, you
don't have to pretend.
Not with me, anyway.
I know how tough it can be
to see somebody like that.
Yeah, but
But what?
Well, what if somebody
killed somebody by accident?
Hmm.
Well, that depends, really.
Well, if he was a
really bad person?
Sometimes, uh
people get killed,
and the person who did it
Well
the person who did it could be
a good person like your mom.
Okay?
It could be, uh, self-defense,
or it could be an accident.
That good person doesn't
deserve to be punished.
And the courts
understand that, all right?
All right.
(sighs)
Thanks, Jake.
Yeah.
(phone ringing)
Candice Morgan.
MAN: What do you want
most in the world right now?
Look, I don't take
phone calls like this,
and please don't
phone me at my home.
Would it be information
about Johnny's killer?
What information?
I thought that might
get your attention.
Now here's what
I want you to do.
(car engine
starting in distance)
♪
Good evening, Miss Morgan.
Would you get in, please?
Your message just
said information.
Didn't mention traveling.
We need to go someplace private.
We have something to show you.
Sorry.
My mother said, uh,
never get in cars
with strange men.
Your mother also told you
not to go out alone at night.
(indistinct background
radio communication)
How you doing, sir?
All right.
Thank you.
JAKE: When the patrol found it,
the engine was till warm.
No sign of a struggle.
She met somebody then, huh?
Yeah, but who?
Ah, it could be anybody.
Could even be a
story she's working on
that has nothing
to do with this case.
Yeah, we don't believe
that, though, do we?
Not a chance.
How you doing at the house?
I found some prescription
shampoo in the shower.
I guess Johnny
Alanzo had dry scalp.
Daughter claims he
was never at the house
except for the
night of the murder.
She also claims that the
mother didn't even like him.
Claims a little too vigorously?
Yeah, I'd give you
four-to-one odds
that Johnny and Candice
Morgan were lovers.
Now, Miss Morgan,
we need your assistance.
Who are you?
I'm going to remove
your blindfold.
I don't need to tell you
not to look around, do I?
I want you to consider these men
as candidates.
For what?
Johnny's killer.
You tell us which one
All our problems are over.
I can't tell.
It was dark, and I
couldn't see anybody.
Don't. (groans softly)
There was gunshot
residue on the window.
How did you know that?
The killer was ten
feet away from you.
You had to have looked
when you heard the first shot.
I'm telling you, I
couldn't see any
Look again.
MORGAN: Oh.
No.
It was none of them, I'm sure.
(gasps)
What are you going to do to me?
Take you back.
That's all, Ms. Morgan.
Yeah, okay.
But one thing first.
I'm curious about Johnny's gun.
What? Alanzo's .38.
It's not on the
police property list.
Well, what does that mean?
He never left home without it.
WOMAN: All right,
here she comes.
There she is. Come on, come on.
Hey, get out! Get
the camera over here!
Get the camera. Drag
it around over here.
(clamoring)
Candice, come on,
give us the whole story.
Were you hurt? Were you hurt?
Hey, what did they do to you?
(clamoring)
Halfway down.
Please, get over here.
Come on, give us a break.
Come on inside.
That's it. That's it.
What the hell kind
of stunt was that?
I went to meet a source.
You did? What source?
Somebody who claimed to have
information about the murder.
Why the hell didn't you tell me?
Why didn't you check with me?
Because this is my
house and my life,
and I don't have to ask you
for permission to do anything.
What if the Mob
was waiting for you?
Well, what if they were?
They actually ran
a lineup for me.
They're desperate
to find the killer,
so McCabe will ease
off on the pressure.
So they had four
guys standing
It was terrible.
Oh.
(sighs)
Did you recognize anybody?
No.
I explained to them I could
I couldn't see because
it was too dark.
That was it? They just
let you go home like that?
I told them I didn't know,
and they believed me.
I'm gonna go have a bath.
Hey
They think you killed
Johnny, don't they?
What the hell are
you talking about?
No, they want you alive, so
McCabe can put you on trial.
That's the
craziest thing I've
Oh, no, it's crazy,
but they know
they didn't kill Johnny, so
that leaves you, doesn't it?
Well, then, arrest me.
Muscle me downtown.
We both know the
reason you don't.
No evidence.
I've proved I've got nothing
to fear from your Mob.
It's not necessary for you
to protect me any longer.
You've got ten minutes to pack
and then I want
you out of my house.
Hey! How are ya?
Out for a little early-
morning aerobics class?
We've had this discussion.
Now, will you please
get out of my way?
What's in the bag?
None of your business.
Look, you've got no right.
No, I've got every right.
I'm arresting you for the
murder of Johnny Alanzo.
You're crazy.
Not because of
the gun in the bag.
You see, I took Johnny's
gun out of the filter yesterday.
The gun in the
bag is a duplicate.
We've been waiting
for you to go for it.
You set me up.
McCabe squeezed the
Mob and they squeezed you.
Simple, easy and very effective.
I want a lawyer.
Good idea. You're
gonna need one.
You have the right
to remain silent.
If you give up this
right to remain silent,
anything you say can and will
be used against
you in a court of law
Miss Morgan! Miss
Morgan! Miss Morgan!
Did you do it? Do you have
any statement for the paper?
Miss Morgan! Were you having
an affair with Johnny Alonzo?
Come on, did you do it?
What do you think
is gonna happen?
How do you feel?
Now, with reference to the
Peoples' Exhibit Number Seven,
this .38-caliber revolver
discovered by Detective Styles
in the housing of the
swimming pool system
Have you examined this weapon?
I did a test firing
with the gun.
I then examined the
bullet and compared it
with the one that was
removed from the deceased.
And what is your opinion, sir?
Peoples' Exhibit Seven is
the gun that killed John Alonzo.
Thank you, sir.
No further questions,
Your Honor.
Cross-examine.
No questions, Your Honor.
I don't get it.
The man hasn't asked
a single question.
Maybe it's a trick.
Maybe he's got some secret.
JUDGE: Mr. McCabe.
Please call your next witness.
Your Honor, this concludes
the Peoples' case in chief.
Very well.
Mr. Reed, please
call your first witness.
Your Honor, at this
time, the defense calls
its first and only
witness, Candice Morgan.
Mr. McCabe, you told me
no good defense lawyer
ever puts his client on
the stand in murder one.
Did I tell you that?
Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth and
nothing but the truth,
so help you God? I do.
State your name for the record.
Candice Morgan.
Now, Miss Morgan,
before I begin,
I want you to understand
that you are not compelled
to take the witness stand.
I understand that, but I believe
people are entitled to hear from
my own lips that I'm innocent.
Very well.
Your Honor, at this time,
the defense would like
to request a stipulation
from the prosecution.
JUDGE: Approach the bench.
What's going on?
Your Honor, we request
that the defendant
take a lie detector test
and that the results be
admitted into evidence.
What the bloody hell is?
Mr. McCabe?
I was just ruminating,
Your Honor,
on the irregular
nature of this request.
Well, now, Your Honor,
the only thing irregular
about this request is that
it's usually the prosecution
asking to have
the test admitted,
while the defense
moves to exclude.
Now we're prepared
to have the defendant
swear to her own innocence
using the district
attorney's own expert
to monitor the equipment.
I was right. It is the
most devious trick.
REED: McCabe, how
can you object to this?
You guys are always trying
to get the test admitted.
Well, here's your chance.
Mr. McCabe?
Will you so stipulate?
I'll only ask her one
question, McCabe.
In the presence of the jury?
That's correct.
And only one question?
Right.
Huh. Well, what
have I got to lose?
I believe in the truth.
So stipulated.
Proceed, Mr. Reed.
I'm afraid, my boy, we're
about to be hung out to dry.
Is the Peoples' expert
ready to proceed?
I am. I need a few
questions to set a baseline.
Of course.
Candice, uh, please
state your occupation.
I'm an on-air correspondent
for a national television
news magazine.
And, uh, where do you reside?
I keep an apartment
in Manhattan,
but my principal
residence is here.
I have a house at the beach.
Now, for the purposes of
setting a base, we also need
an answer when you're
not telling the truth.
So what is your age?
Mmm 22.
(laughter)
That's fine. I'm set now.
Now, Candice, I'm
only gonna ask you
one question for your defense.
Please take your time
before you answer.
Did you shoot and kill the
deceased, John Alanzo?
No, I did not.
And what is the
result of the answer?
The witness is
telling the truth.
No further questions,
Your Honor.
JUDGE: Mr. McCabe?
Cross-examine.
(chuckles)
No, at this time I have
no questions for this
witness, Your Honor.
(chuckles)
Good morning.
Or maybe I should
say congratulations.
Maybe you should.
I left, uh, some things inside.
You have a key which, uh
you can leave on your way out.
Good-bye, Jake.
It's been interesting.
(car horn honks)
Hey, is this Candice
Morgan's house?
Yeah. She lives here,
but you just missed her.
She went right
down the driveway.
Um
That's a bummer,
'cause somebody's
gotta sign for this.
Maybe you could and
then just leave it inside?
I guess. What is it?
It's just lost luggage.
Sucker went all the way to
Tahiti before they found it.
Really? Yeah. You know her?
Yeah, I guess
you could say that.
Boy, on TV she's
one wicked chick,
the way she thrashes
her guests around.
Yeah. Listen where
do you want me to sign?
Right here. Okay.
Is this the only
thing I have to sign?
That's it, dude.
She did all the other paperwork
at the airport when
she reported it missing.
Hear she was really ticked off.
She was ticked off, huh?
Mm-hmm. Gnarly tie.
Yeah, thanks.
Later.
I'll make sure she gets it!
♪
The defense rests, Your Honor.
Do the People wish to
present any further evidence?
We do, Your Honor.
The People recall
Candice Morgan.
JUDGE: The witness is reminded
that she is still under oath.
Proceed, Mr. McCabe.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Miss Morgan, you're aware that
although the police
at first thought Johnny
was killed at 8:00,
the medical evidence
tells us the time
of death was 7:00.
I'd heard that theory, yes.
Now, since 7:00
becomes a critical time,
what would you
say if I asked you
where you were at that time.
I would say I was in the
living room of my house.
But that's a lie, isn't it?
And before your lawyer
can call that argumentative,
I would like to introduce
a piece of evidence.
Miss Morgan, what
time did you return
from New York the
night of the murder?
My plane got in on time at 5:30.
And what did you do then?
Took a taxi to my house.
Now, that's
another lie, isn't it?
No, it's not!
Because isn't
this your signature?
Miss Morgan?
It, um looks like
May this form be
admitted as the
Peoples' next in order.
So ordered.
Now, tell us, please,
what this form is.
It's a form for lost luggage.
And the airlines did
lose one of your bags
on that trip back from
New York, did they not?
Yes.
And isn't the time
stamped on the form
showing exactly when
you filed the form?
Yes.
Now, what is the time
that you signed the form?
Five minutes to 7:00.
So at the time Johnny
Alanzo was murdered,
you were still at the
airport, weren't you?
Objection.
Calls for conclusion,
Your Honor.
Sustained.
Miss Morgan
when the police examined
Mr. Alanzo's revolver,
they discovered three
cartridges had been fired,
but only two bullets were
found at the scene of the crime.
Do you have any idea
where that third
bullet might be?
No.
No further questions,
Your Honor.
Redirect, Mr. Reed?
Not at this time, Your Honor.
The witness may step down.
Call your next
witness, Mr. McCabe.
The People call Jenny Morgan.
(gallery murmurs)
Mr. Reed?
Uh, Your Honor, we object.
This witness has
absolutely no evidence
of any relevance to this case.
On the contrary, Your Honor.
We contend this witness
has evidence of
extraordinary relevance.
Well if this is
true, Your Honor,
why wasn't defense
informed during discovery?
The only possible
conclusion must be
that Mr. McCabe was
sandbagging us on this.
That's a deliberate
attempt to subvert our case.
Your Honor, we have no interest
in subverting his case,
whatever it may be.
I can only tell the
court that it was
his own startling
demonstration yesterday
that led us to this witness.
I'm going to allow it.
You may proceed, Mr. McCabe.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Jenny Morgan will
take the stand, please.
Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth and
nothing but the truth,
so help you, God? I do.
State your name for the record.
Jenny Sullivan Morgan.
It's okay.
Hello, Jenny.
I'm J.L. McCabe.
I'm the district attorney.
And it's my job to
ask you questions
about the murder of John Alanzo.
I understand that.
You know, lots of people
get nervous about testifying,
but I promise you that
as long as you tell the truth
you have nothing to worry about.
Yes, sir.
Now, my first question is,
who was in your house
at 7:00 on the
night of the murder?
I was.
And who else?
Uh, Johnny.
But no one else?
Objection, calls
for speculation.
Sustained.
J.L.: I'll rephrase, Your Honor.
Jenny, knowing that your mother
was still at the airport
at the time of the murder,
who was in the house
besides yourself and Johnny?
No one.
Now, at what time
did Johnny arrive?
Um, about 5:30.
And what did you say to him?
Um, just that my
mom wasn't home yet.
And what happened then?
I went to my room.
You didn't stay
around and talk to him?
No.
That's not very polite, is it?
I mean, uh, to
leave a guest alone.
I don't know, I guess not.
Well, why did you do that,
a polite young
woman like yourself?
Was it because
you didn't like him?
Not particularly.
He was at your
house a lot, wasn't he?
Jenny, you swore
to tell the truth.
You know what that means?
Yes, I promised.
Then what's your answer?
Honestly.
Was Johnny at the house a lot?
Some.
Y-Yes.
In fact, he was
practically living
with your mother, wasn't he?
Objection, relevance.
I'm about to connect
this up, Your Honor.
Overruled.
That means you
have to answer, Jenny.
Well, she didn't
like him anymore.
She'd broken off with him
and wouldn't go out
with him anymore.
And that made Johnny
pretty mad, didn't it?
I guess.
So what happened during
the next hour and a half?
I don't know. I was in my room.
Well, we know Johnny
had several drinks,
because of the medical
report on his blood alcohol.
You knew that, too, because
you could smell his breath,
couldn't you?
Yes.
And you smelled it when he
came into your room, didn't you?
Yes.
And what did he say when
he came into your room?
He wanted to know where Mom was.
Was he mad?
Yes.
Jenny
I'm sorry to have to
put you through this,
but please tell us
exactly what
happened next, will you?
(crying): I was on my
bed doing homework,
and he came over and
started playing with my hair.
And I told him to
stop, but he wouldn't.
And what happened then?
(crying)
He started
unbuttoning my blouse.
And I hit him, but
all of a sudden,
he was on top of
me pulling at my
And I couldn't breathe,
he was so heavy.
And I screamed,
but he only laughed.
And then?
Oh, stop!
Just stop. Can't you see?
It's okay.
I want to tell the truth.
I was trying to
fight, to fight him.
And my hand hit his gun.
I pulled it out and
I was screaming
and it went off once
and hit the bedroom wall.
And then I killed him.
And then your mom came home.
And what did she do?
She made sure he hadn't hurt me
and she gave me
something to make me sleep.
She said she'd take
care of everything.
Then your mother
moved the body downstairs
to make it look as if
he were killed there.
Yes.
You love your mom a
lot, don't you, Jenny?
Yes.
Your Honor, at this
time, the People move
to drop all charges against
the defendant, Candice Morgan.
So ordered.
And the minor, Jenny Morgan?
The People don't believe
justice will be served
by pressing charges.
JUDGE: The witness
may step down.
Case dismissed, court adjourned.
(gavel bangs)
Congratulations, my dear.
You have done a very
brave and wonderful thing.
Oh, honey.