Matlock s01e20 Episode Script

- Everywhere we go - Everywhere were go - People wanna know - People wanna know - Who we are - Who we are - So we tell them - So we tell them - We are Artillery - We are Artillery - Mighty fine Artillery - Mighty fine Artillery - Everywhere we go - Everywhere we go - People wanna know - People wanna know - Who we are - Who we are - First platoon, Company B - First platoon, Company B - We're the best you'll ever see - We're the best you'll ever see - Company B Artillery - Company B Artillery - We're the best you'll ever see - We're the best you'll ever see To the left, to the left To the left, right, left - Everywhere we go - Everywhere we go - People wanna know - People wanna know Keep up the pace.
Left, left, left, right, left One, two, three, four, left, right, left - Hear the news? - I died? Five perfect inspections in a row.
- Everybody's going in town tonight.
- Not me.
- You're not? - No way.
In the last 24 hours, I've cleaned two latrines, policed the parade grounds, run an obstacle course, and painted the flag pole.
My back is killing me.
What used to be simple little blisters on my hands and my feet are now bleeding sores.
Now, as much as I hate this little bunk, when I lay my head on this pillow, it will not move until morning.
Ten-hut! Gentlemen, there will be no night on the town tonight.
This platoon will be in full field gear at 1 800 hours ready for a little speed march.
Carry on.
Did you have any idea that he was gonna run? - No, of course I didn't.
- Where is he, Nancy? Don't you think I'd tell you if I knew? I swore I'd never get involved with a soldier, - and I never should have.
- You just can't fall out of love.
Hello? Hi.
Yes.
Why? No.
- Police.
- I've gotta go.
Yes, but-- All right.
Are you Nancy Lamont? - Yes.
- We're looking for Private Hughes.
He's absent without leave.
- Do you know where he is? - No.
- Have you heard from him? - No.
A warrant's out for his arrest, ma'am.
Know what could happen for aiding and abetting a fugitive? I told you I don't know where he is.
- Check the bedroom.
- Just a minute.
- Do you have a search warrant.
- Mind your own business, miss.
- It's okay, Charlene.
- No, it's not okay.
Either you show me your warrant or you get out.
Or you'll do what? Get me the police.
Emergency.
Let's go.
Thank you, Charlene.
Who was that on the phone? - Just a friend.
- It was Chris, wasn't it? Did he tell you where he is? Nancy, Chris is in very serious trouble.
- Not if they can't find him.
- Don't kid yourself.
You've simply got to tell me where he is.
He'll ruin his life.
Hello, Chris.
- Nancy? - Yeah.
I kind of halfway figured.
Well, she's a bright girl.
She cares for you.
She'd rather see you lead a full life than an empty one or no life at all.
- I really screwed up this time, didn't I? - You panicked.
Yeah.
Yeah, I panicked.
Parker didn't show up.
I mean, let's face it, I don't have a chance.
And I'll tell you something else.
I'm scared to death.
The old man was right.
I never will put it together.
Well, your father wasn't always hot stuff.
He got his hands on a little money and used it to make more money.
He was always good at that, but he wasn't always hot stuff.
He had to kind of grow into it like everybody else.
You know, sometimes you look at a person and you think that person was always what you're looking at, and that's not necessarily so.
I mean, just take me.
I wasn't always a lawyer.
I wasn't always successful.
I was once just a little brown-headed kid, and like all the other little kids I knew, I was just trying to do what I was supposed to do and stay out of trouble.
Sometimes I'd miss, sometimes l-- Sometimes I'd miss pretty bad.
I spent two years in the fourth grade.
You don't have to tell that around too much.
Provide Private Hughes with the appropriate government issue.
Then escort him to his cell.
I'll inform General Connors he's been taken into custody.
That he turned himself in, and inform your men to keep their hands and batons off him.
He'll be well taken care of, sir.
Major, I'd like to bounce a couple things off you.
It'll just take a minute.
You know, I saw in the coroner's report that Lieutenant Walters had a jagged cut across his hand, one that could not have been caused by a bayonet.
- Did you notice that? - Yes, sir.
- How do you think he got it? - I haven't the faintest idea.
Well, did you see anything in that room that could have caused a cut like that? No.
I think Private Hughes is being framed for Lieutenant Walter's murder.
- That would take quite a lot of doing.
- Well, take Private Hughes' bayonet, for instance, the murder weapon.
Isn't it possible that somebody took it out of his footlocker, killed Lieutenant Walters, and then put it back? Possible, but unlikely.
Not in front of a whole platoon of men.
Don't all bayonets look pretty much the same? Yes, sir.
Well, then someone could've switched the bayonet that was in Chris' footlocker with the murder weapon, say at the time his footlocker was searched.
All that means - is that it wasn't a frame.
- How is that? Because I'm the one who searched Private Hughes' locker.
Well, so much for theories.
Unless, of course we discover that you had a motive to kill Lieutenant Walters.
- I didn't.
- Good.
Good.
Because as I recall, you don't have an alibi, either.
I'll see you, major.
Excuse me.
- I'm looking for Sergeant Parker.
- He's not here.
When do you expect him? In about 30 days.
- He went on leave this morning.
- He went on leave? He's supposed to testify in the Chris Hughes case.
He's my star witness.
Hell, he's my only witness.
- I'm sorry.
- You know where he went? - No.
- I talked to Sergeant Parker yesterday and he never said one damn word about going anywhere.
Now, I wanna know who arranged this leave and how it processed so quickly.
Listen, I don't have to answer any of your questions.
I don't even know who you are.
My name's Ben Matlock, and you'll answer my questions here or in front of General Connors.
Well, Parker was due leave, Parker asked for leave, and I gave Parker leave.
Here.
I processed the paperwork myself.
Go ahead.
Take a look.
Move it out! All right, gentlemen, through and back.
The record is two hours and 1 7 minutes.
And there'll be weekend passes if you break it.
Move them out.
Left face! Double time, march! You'd think after Bobby died here with Walters, they'd pick something else to torture us.
- This where it happened? - Same place, same drill, everything.
- I twisted my ankle.
- Here, I'll give you a hand.
No, you go ahead.
Go ahead.
I'll catch up.
Come on.
Wait a minute.
I thought I heard something.
Nothing.
Let's hurry it up.
Good night, ladies.
Evening ladies.
- Evening, Danny.
- Hey, Mr.
Matlock.
Oh, mister, huh? I think we know one another well enough now.
Call me Ben.
Okay, Ben.
I got another hot flash for you.
Yeah? Poker game in the back room, same guys, just like nothing ever happened.
Old habits are hard to break, especially the bad ones.
Danny, is there anything about what happened that you didn't tell the investigating officer, anything that you or he may have dismissed as insignificant or immaterial? No, I don't think so.
You mind going over it one more time? Well, about closing time, the Hughes kid busts in here looking like he just crawled out of the woods, which, in fact, he had.
Anyway, I tried to stop him from going in the back room, but he was real determined.
I was cleaning up just like I am now, so I thought, ''What the hell.
Who cares?'' I just wanted to go home.
- Then what happened? - Well, I heard a lot of yelling and a bunch of scuffling like a fight was going on.
Then everything got real quiet.
About a minute later, the kid left.
About two minutes later so did I.
The men in the back room just kept playing cards? Yeah.
What? I do remember something.
When I clean up, I like to scrub the bar down real good, so I take off the ashtrays and I stack them over there.
But when I came back to work the day after the killing, there was one ashtray right there.
- Anything in it? - Yeah.
The butt of a cigar and some ashes.
Any of those guys smoke a cigar? As far as I know, Captain Campbell, sometimes Major Hamilton.
Hey, Danny, scotch on the rocks.
So much for getting out of here.
You go on home.
I'll tell them you left.
Hey, thanks, Ben.
Danny! Danny's gone home.
Who's winning? He is.
Four-handed poker.
Can't build up much of a pot.
Can't play high-Iow or any split games.
One of our regulars dropped out.
You know, one of the most puzzling things about Lieutenant Walters' murder is that little black book.
Why would the murderer bother to take the record of who owed what to whom in a nice innocent poker game? Who's keeping track now that Lieutenant Walters is gone? I am.
What, you just zero everybody out and start over? We just took up where we left off.
We've got a pretty fair idea of who owed what to whom.
I'm not much of a poker player.
I mean, once in a while.
In games that I've seen you just put your money down at the beginning and pick up whatever's left at the end.
I never heard of players running tabs.
We're friends.
I'm sure you are.
I just never heard of that.
Running tabs on a poker game.
It's strange.
It's very strange.
- Hey, I've seen you in here before.
- That's right.
Come on over to the table.
I'll buy you a drink.
Well, that's very nice of you, but not just now, okay? You don't want a drink? Thanks anyway.
- Is this seat taken? - Jim.
No.
Look, I'm sorry I'm late.
No, you're just in time.
I've been under attack.
Well, I can see why.
Here's to new friends.
Friends.
I thought you weren't thirsty.
What's it to you? Come on.
My money's as good as his.
- Take your hands off me.
- You heard her.
Just get in line, Jack.
Back off.
No problem.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Hey, okay.
I hope she's worth it.
- You okay? - Yeah.
That guy's got a hell of a right.
Yeah, I'm okay.
I think.
Good.
- Look, I'm sorry about all that.
- No, no.
It's not your fault.
I'll tell you what.
There's a nice little diner down the street.
The least I could do for my hero is to buy him a cup of coffee.
I'll tell you my hard luck stories and you can tell me yours.
Okay.
Good news.
We went on field exercises last night with Lieutenant Lynch.
He took us to the same place Walters used to take them.
So, when I heard that, I doubled back, and you know what I saw? I saw Lieutenant Lynch and two civilians unloading packages out of a four-wheeler and hiding them in the truck.
Now, when we were going back to the post, I heard Lynch say something about he had to stop off at the supply depot before taking the truck back to the motor pool.
I couldn't follow him.
I had to go on guard duty.
Ben, this platoon sergeant loves to hate me.
- What was in the packages? - I don't know.
Well-- All right, I'll find out, but Ben, I have not slept in 36 hours.
I don't think we can wait.
All right.
Supply depot tonight.
I'd like a rum and whatever cola you've got.
- How are the tennis lessons going? - I just want a drink, okay? Ms.
Campbell, I'm glad you could make it.
How have you been? Not so great, thanks to you.
I'm sorry, I really am.
At the time I had no idea you'd required so much medical attention.
for broken bones and contusions I've never understood why a woman stays with a man who beats her.
I've never understood why a woman stays with a man who didn't.
You're a real piece of work, Ms.
Campbell, your husband abuses you, you have an affair with a man that everybody in the next ten miles despises.
He was nice enough to me.
Why did your husband and the others play cards with him? I don't know.
But did you have any other friends, civilian friends? - He had no friends, period.
- Except you.
I guess I was enough.
And your husband really didn't know? What do you think? Paula.
Come on, let's go.
Would you please excuse me? It must be time for my tongue lashing.
Stay away from her.
Colonel McRae wants to ship this stuff.
And it's gotta go out tonight.
Soldier.
- Which one of you is Johnson? - I am.
I'm Lieutenant Hudson.
Don't you salute a superior officer? Yes sir.
Sergeant wants to see you at the motor pool on the double and take your buddy with you.
- But, sir-- - Soldier, I just gave you an order.
Now, both of you, move it.
On the double.
You move, you're dead.
We've got you on trespassing, impersonating an officer, and destroying government property.
It's all a mistake.
- You'll say, ''sir,'' when you talk to me.
- It's all a mistake, sir.
Well, let's try it again.
Why were you in the supply depot, private? I was looking for drugs, sir.
What made you think there were drugs? I heard some talk in the mess hall.
What kind of talking, private.
Something about shipping cocaine.
- Who was talking? - I don't know.
Just some guys, sir.
So you took their word for it, snuck into the depot, impersonated an officer, started tearing boxes.
Yes, sir.
Do you think I'm an idiot, private? Do you? - No, sir.
- Think again.
Start all over again.
Ten-hut.
At ease.
I want this man released immediately.
We caught him trespassing and destroying property, sir.
He's an associate of Mr.
Matlock's.
He was placed on this post undercover.
Why was I not informed of this, sir? You just were.
For your information, I wasn't impersonating an officer.
I am an officer.
First Lieutenant Tyler Hudson, United States Army Reserve.
Ben, they're shipping cocaine out of the supply depot.
It's uncut.
It's high-grade.
I tasted it, I saw it, I can't prove it, and I can guarantee you whatever was there, it's long gone by now.
Damn.
How you doing with the hearing? Hearing's over.
Court-martial starts tomorrow.
Does that answer your question? Major Hamilton, I show you the government's Exhibit Number 4 and ask if you recognise it.
Yes, sir, I do.
That's my tag, my initials.
Well, counsel for the defence has already stipulated that this is the weapon that killed Lieutenant Walters.
Major, would you please tell the court where it was found? - In Private Hughes' footlocker.
- Thank you.
No further questions.
Who found this bayonet in Private Hughes' footlocker, major? - I did.
- Have it checked for fingerprints? Yes, sir, none were found.
None on the blade? - That's right.
- How about the handle? None there either.
Didn't that strike you as odd? Didn't strike me at all, sir.
I mean, why would Private Hughes wipe his fingerprints off his bayonet if he was gonna put it in his footlocker? Objection.
Calls for speculation.
Let me put it this way.
Doesn't the fact that the bayonet was found in Private Hughes' footlocker with no fingerprints suggest that someone other than Private Hughes put it there? Objection.
That's the same question.
Sustained.
No further questions.
I call Sergeant Owens to the stand.
Yes, sir.
I work in the supply depot.
And where were you on the night of January 1 1 ? In the depot.
I remember it because there was a big shipment that was due out on the 1 2th and a lot of paperwork that needed to be done.
Just how late did you work? Till about 2245.
That's when Colonel McCrea came in and relieved me.
You had to walk past the officers' club to get to your car that night.
Is that correct? Yes, sir.
And as I was passing by, I heard this door slam.
That's what made me look up, and I saw Private Hughes come out of the building and-- - Well, he was running away.
- Thank you.
No further questions.
Sergeant Owens, you dropped out of school to join the Army, is that correct? Yes, sir.
When you send out a big shipment like you did the night of the murder, what kind of paperwork's involved? Transmittal letters and documents have to be prepared, inventory's revised, telexes have to be sent to bases receiving the materials, that sort of thing.
That sounds complicated.
You do it by yourself? Yes, sir.
I'm just about the only one on the base that can.
I think that's terrific.
No further questions.
- What was that all about? - I think I'm on to something.
Sir, the government rests.
Is the defence ready, Mr.
Matlock? We call Colonel McCrea to the stand.
You left the poker game and went back to the supply depot to relieve your assistant, Sergeant Owens.
Is that correct? Yes, sir.
Was anybody in the supply depot with you after Sergeant Owens left? No, sir.
I was alone.
- Your Honour, at this time-- - Mr.
Matlock-- Major Orlando, surely you can't object to these papers before you even know what they are.
Mr.
Matlock, in a military court, the judge is addressed as ''sir,'' not ''Your Honour.
'' Excuse me, sir.
Sir, at this time, defence would like to introduce into evidence these telex messages sent from the supply depot here at Fort Simpson on the night of January 1 1th.
Now, will you read the times these telex messages were sent? According to the time codes, - Who sent them? - It's not indicated.
Well, you just told us that you were in the supply depot alone at the times indicated on these messages, so I guess that must mean that you sent them.
- I suppose so.
- Did you send them? Yes, I sent them.
Defence Exhibit B is a telex machine.
Actually, it is the telex machine from the supply depot that was used to send those messages all set and ready to go.
Now, colonel, why don't you just come over here and show us how you sent them.
I just type them.
It sure looks more complicated than that to me.
Don't be modest.
Just step down, come over here, and show us how.
I can't.
I don't know how the telex works.
Someone else must've sent the messages.
I don't remember.
Yes, you do.
Sergeant Owens sent those messages, didn't he.
No, no.
He'd already gone.
No, he hadn't.
He didn't leave the supply depot at 2245.
He was there at least until 231 5.
- Wasn't he? - No.
Which means he could not have seen Private Hughes leave the officers' club at the time of the murder, could he? - What's higher, a straight or a flush? - A straight.
Full house or four of a kind? Objection.
Relevancy.
Colonel McCrea has told us that he was playing poker with the victim less than an hour before the murder.
Now, Your Honour-- Excuse me, sir-- That fact alone makes this line of questioning relevant.
- Overruled.
- Thank you.
That is what you said, isn't it, colonel? That you and three other men were playing poker with Lieutenant Walters in a back room of the officers' club? Yes.
In a room with a wall mirror.
A person playing poker at that table could've seen the hands of one, maybe two of his opponents.
I gotta tell you something, colonel.
That's some strange game.
No further questions.
No further question.
Colonel McCrea, you're dismissed.
Sir, I'd like to request a brief recess at this time for a consultation with an associate.
Ten minutes.
I can't do it.
- What do you mean you can't do it? - Jim Lynch is my friend.
Jim Lynch is a witness.
He's got to take the stand.
I don't care what your relationship is.
- This is so hard.
- Charlene, you're a professional.
I'm asking you to keep faith with our client.
You know what profession I feel like I'm in right now? All right, I'll question him, but you've gotta be there for details.
I'll do it.
Charlene, I know how you feel, but as lawyers, we've got to defend that boy.
Is the defence ready? Sir, defence calls Lieutenant Lynch to the stand and my associate, Charlene Matlock, will question him.
Call Lieutenant Lynch.
Lieutenant Lynch.
Lieutenant Lynch, you knew the victim, didn't you? Yes, I did.
In fact, you served together during the invasion in Grenada.
- Isn't that so? - That's correct.
Isn't it true that Lieutenant Walters was blackmailing you for cowardice under fire? No.
Absolutely not.
And that he was forcing you to participate against your will in certain criminal activities? That's ridiculous.
Jim, I know that you confided in me out of friendship and that you never expected the things you told me to go any further.
- I have no idea what-- - Jim, if you don't testify, my father's gonna put me on the stand and force me to tell what you said.
Did Lieutenant Walters force you to participate in certain criminal activities? Yes.
Would you please tell the court what these activities were? Lieutenant Lieutenant Walters would purchase large amounts of cocaine, which he then distributed through Army channels.
Was anybody else involved? Colonel McCrea, Major Hamilton, Captain Campbell, Sergeant Owens, two civilians, among others.
And just how did the scheme work? Lieutenant Walters or I would take a platoon out on manoeuvres, where we would secretly meet with the two civilians.
They would provide us with the cocaine, which we would then take back to the supply depot.
And Colonel McCrea would then make sure that it got to our contacts at posts throughout the country.
And weren't the poker games that you five took part in really just business meetings? A way of getting together to place orders and exchange large sums of money without arousing suspicion? - Yes.
- And wasn't the little black book that was taken when Lieutenant Walters was killed actually a record of these drug transactions? - Yes.
- Isn't that why he was murdered, because of the drug trafficking? I have no idea.
I left early on that evening, so I wouldn't know about that.
Where did you go after you left? To a bar.
I was there till about one.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
No further questions.
Sergeant, place this man under arrest.
Colonel McCrea, Major Hamilton, Captain Campbell, and Sergeant Owens are to be placed in arrested quarters.
This court is recessed until 0900 hours tomorrow.
Well, what do you think? Nice piece of work.
We're not close to acquittal yet, are we? - Not yet.
- Not yet? Not yet.
But there's an old rule in the drug game-- Follow the money.
- My husband's not home.
- I know.
I believe he's busy not answering questions over at the post.
I came to see you.
Why don't you go in and watch TV? Mommy will be in, in a few minutes, okay? Beautiful little girl.
Yes, she is.
Sometimes I think she's the only reason I bother getting up in the morning.
She's also the reason you dropped the divorce, isn't she? What divorce? The one you filed two years ago.
It may not be public knowledge, but it is public record.
Bill demanded custody.
Swore he'd get it.
Captain Campbell a wife beater? No one within 1 00 miles would believe that, so I backed off.
And you got even by having an affair with a man he hated.
That is where it started, isn't it? What do you mean? Mrs.
Campbell, you visited Lieutenant Walters' grave three or four times a week.
That's not an act of vengeance.
That's an act of love.
I really loved him.
Some information has come to my attention that leads me to believe that your husband killed him.
Hi, Jim.
I hear you've been granted immunity.
Yeah.
I've just given the CID my statement.
What happens now? Dishonourable discharge.
I'm sorry.
Actually, it feels kind of good.
Don't tell me where you've been.
Just tell me you got the bank records.
I got them.
This court will come to order.
Mr.
Matlock, next witness, please.
Sir, we call Captain William Campbell to the stand.
I understand that you and Major Hamilton and Lieutenants Lynch and Walters and Colonel McCrea were all in a back room of the officers' club on the night Lieutenant Walters was murdered.
Is that correct? - Yes, sir.
- And I understand that all of you were engaged in a conspiracy to buy and sell cocaine.
Is that correct? ''On the advice of my attorney, I regretfully and respectfully decline to answer on the constitutional grounds, protecting my rights against self-incrimination.
'' Sir, at this time, I'd like to enter into evidence these bank records.
Maybe you can answer this question for us, captain.
This is a copy of a statement from one of your savings accounts.
- Is that correct? - Yes, sir.
And on January 1 2th, you deposited 1 5,000 dollars.
Is that correct? - Yes, sir.
- Where did the money come from? ''On the advice of my attorney, I regretfully and respectfully - decline to answer on--'' - We get the picture.
Sir, at this time, I'd like to enter into evidence the bank records of Major Hamilton, Lieutenant Lynch, and Colonel McCrea.
As you can see, over the past six months, each of these three men have deposited exactly I call your attention now to the deposits made on January 1 2th.
Each of the other three conspirators deposited 7,500 dollars.
You deposited 1 5,000 dollars.
Why did you get twice as much? I decline to answer.
You know what I think? I think you got 7,500, just like the others, but then you took Lieutenant Walters' share as well because you're the one who killed him.
Objection.
Counsel is arguing the evidence.
Sustained.
Just examine the witness, please, Mr.
Matlock.
Yes, sir.
You smoke a cigar, don't you, captain? Yes.
You smoked one that night in the back room, didn't you? I don't know.
Probably.
And you smoked another one at the bar after everyone left.
I don't think so, Mr.
Matlock.
You smoked a cigar while you waited for Major Hamilton to return with a certain bayonet, and you left the butt of that cigar in an ashtray on the bar, didn't you? No.
Once you had the bayonet, you went back into that room, where Lieutenant Walters was finishing his bookkeeping.
You went into that room and you killed him.
You stabbed Lieutenant Walters to death with that bayonet, didn't you? None of that is true.
You know, there are a couple of things about this case that are really puzzling.
I mean, the coroner said that Lieutenant Walters had a raw abrasion on his hand that was not caused by the bayonet.
How do you suppose he got that? I haven't the faintest idea.
And the blood on the seat of the overturned chair indicates that Lieutenant Walters was sitting with his back to the door when he was stabbed.
He should've fallen forward, but his body was found on the floor facing the door.
How do you suppose that happened? - I haven't the faintest idea.
- I do.
See, I think Lieutenant Walters was stabbed in a seated position, and as his killer turned to leave, with his last breath, Lieutenant Walters rose up and grabbed the man from behind.
You know what he grabbed? I haven't the faintest idea.
The thing that cut his hand.
The chain.
The chain that holds the dog tags.
Isn't it true that on January 1 4th, you had your wife take a gold chain to a local jeweller for repairs? According to this work order, this gold chain that ordinarily holds your dog tags.
I had a chain fixed.
- What does that prove? - Nothing.
But if Lieutenant Walters pulled this chain so hard that he broke it and cut his hand, I'll bet you've got a pretty good cut on your neck as well.
You mind opening your shirt for us? Yes.
Yes, yes, I do mind.
You can open your shirt here, or the MPs will open it for you back at the stockade.
We We drew straws for it.
Colonel McCrea and Major Hamilton are just as guilty as I am.
Sir, in light of this new evidence and testimony, defence moves for a dismissal.
The court looks favourable on your motion.
Major Orlando, any objections? No, sir.
No objections.
The charges against Private Hughes are dismissed.
Thanks.
You came through for me.
Why don't you give your father a call? Why would I do that? Show him the Army made a man out of you.
Might set a good example for him.
Thank you.
Thank you, Charlene.
Well, I guess I don't have to ask who won.
Tyler, there's an old tradition we jailhouse lawyers like to practise after winning a particularly difficult case.
- There is? - Oh, yeah.
Give me five!