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which happened to coincide with that very public argument behind those closed doors.
That's it. That's just like the other night. That's just what I heard.
- Yes, ma'am. - Maybe we should start at the scene of the crime.
- Do you? I wonder. You know the F.B.I. Has a central file...[Continues] - She seemed like such a sweet old gal.
You know, when I walk into that courtroom with you on my arm,
Howdy, Jennie.
Well, you're right, Dr. Garver. That is good news, I suppose.
You were a convenient scapegoat.
Isn't that kind of competition a little childish? Not to them it isn't.
Now, put your foot... Yeah, that's it. Okay.
Hold it, sugar.
But these people...
I listened to it just before I came to pick you up. Listened?
Yes. This is Mrs. Jessica Fletcher. I'd like to talk to Lieutenant Jenkins, please.
Mmm, if you believe her story.
Came dressed like a chicken. [Gunshot, Distant]
[Porter] Ms. Fletcher. Oh, dear.
Let me see.
This morning, when I was told about Sam, l...
Now, as I was sayin', Ms. Fletcher, Dr. Sam was one of my best clients.
startin' to think she's a doctor.
If not, we'll send in the chaplain to give you the last rites.
What can you tell us about that, Dr. Ellison?
Two doctors accused of premeditated murder of their employer...
That's silly. You can't win that case.
all knotted up inside, worried about his money,
And I hope you enjoy your stay with us, Mrs. Fletcher.
I sure am disappointed you won't let me take on that airport.
- What's that supposed to mean? - It means we're getting pretty tired of seein' that sad-sack face of yours.
Well, of course it's the murder weapon.
Our legal action against the airport. I've lined up a dozen witnesses. Oh, no, no, no.
right now I'm up to my ears in work.
Me? I'm just a doctor, not a policeman. Excuse me.
I'm sure you have friends.
Well, actually, Mr. Porter, my leg is feeling very much better,
I just got transferred here from a real rough neighborhood.
Whatever it is, I'll say this: That lady's got spunk.
I went to Dr. Sam's house... it's only five minutes from here... unlocked the front door.
The people here never understood him.
Now, she did leave the hospital, but only to talk to Dr. Garver.
I'm tradin' this clunker in for one of those.
Coming to Dr. Sam's dinner party, Jennie?
This stuff really looks venomous.
Oh, here's my ride. See you later.
It's all right, child. Lieutenant, you're making a dreadful mistake.
You won't have that problem much longer. What's that supposed to mean?
What do you care? It's my money, Billy Don.
[Wells] No, sir. Nothing that would show up in a chart.
about last night?
Uh, sugar, would you bring me a bunch of those flapjacks and a pot of coffee?
- No answer. - I'll check it out.
[Sighs] [Dial Tone]
He'll be out on the street quick enough, soon as I get him acquitted. All right, you do that.
I was waiting for a friend to pick me up. I thought the activity would be good for me.
No. This whole scene outside was very carefully staged.
[Jenkins] Dr. Sam made a phone call to the hospital last night.