Murder in New Hampshire: The Pamela Smart Story (1991) - full transcript

(Multicom Jingle)

(tense music)

(crickets chirping)

(dog barking)

(tense music)

- Haley?

(soft whistling)

Haley?

Here, boy.

Haley?

What is this?



- Shut up!
- What is, what, what?

Tell me what you want.

- [Pete] Shut up, man, just shut up

and give me your wallet.

- Fine, here.

Here, take it all.

Where's my dog?

Please don't hurt my dog.

- The dog is fine.

- Well then, what do you guys want?

Just tell me what you want!

- [Pete] The ring, gimme the ring.

Give me the damn ring.

- Please don't take my wedding ring.



My wife will kill me.

- Pete, come on.

Pete.

(tense music)

- I can't do it.

Billy.

I can't.

(tense music)

- Oh God, forgive me.

(gun firing)

- There they come.

(tense music)

How'd it go?

- We did it.

I killed him.

(reporters yelling loudly)

- [Man] What do you mean
there's no more seats in there?

(reporters yelling loudly)

- [Officer] Unfortunately,
we have no more room.

- Pamela Smart seemed to
be the perfect role model

for the students of New
Hampshire School District 21.

She was young,

extremely bright,

attractive, and a very hip media director.

Kids looked up to her.

They liked her.

In fact, one young boy, Billy Flynn,

developed a crush on her.

Fantasy, really, like
most teenage boys might.

But unlike most, this
fantasy was encouraged,

nurtured, indeed fulfilled by Ms. Smart.

The defendant initiated an
affair with Billy Flynn.

She freely admits to
having sexual intercourse

with the then 16-year-old Billy,

several times, in fact,

in his house, in her car,
in her office at school.

But it was after the very
first time they had sex,

in her home, in the bed that she shared

with her husband, Greg, who
was away on a business trip

that she drove Billy back to his place

and on the way, she informed him that

they'd have to break up.

Gregg was getting suspicious.

There wasn't anything
else that could be done,

except murder Greg.

And for the next 12 weeks, Pamela Smart

relentlessly urged and
systematically instructed

Billy Flynn to take her husband's life.

(telephone ringing)

(rock music blaring in headphones)

(telephone ringing)

- Hello?

- Can I interest you in some
term life insurance, ma'am?

- You got the job at Northeastern.

- Dateline New Hampshire:

Gregg Smart follows in
footsteps of father, Bill,

world to become a more
secure place as of Monday.

- Well, congratulations, Greg.

That's good news.

- Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Listen, have you seen that
fiance of mine lately?

(rock music blaring in headphones)

- Greg's on the phone.

He got the job.

- You really got it?

- [Greg] How could they resist?

So, can you pack a bag in an hour?

- For what?

- [Greg] Well, I figured
we'd spend my last weekend

of freedom having a wicked
good time in Boston, huh?

- What do you mean, last weekend?

- Pammy, it's a figure of speech.

So, what, I'll pick you up at six?

- Okay.
- Okay, bye.

- Bye.

- This is wonderful.

I think, this is just what Gregg needs.

- What?

- I just meant, he could
do with a bit of maturing.

There's nothing like a real
profession to do the trick.

(heavy metal music blaring)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hi!

We have a 6:30 dinner reservation.

Come on, let's move we're gonna hit some

Friday night traffic.
- Your hair.

What happened to your hair?

- Well, the barber's still
sweeping it up even as we speak.

Sorry, babe, it had to go, you know.

I'm a big time corporate exec now.

- It was so long; it was so beautiful.

- I know and it's all for you.

- I don't want it in an envelope, Greg.

I want it on your head.

It's so wild you look--

- Pam, I may look like Donald Trump,

but I still feel like Jon Bon Jovi.

- It's not funny, Greg.

- Honey, look.

In a couple of months after
I've knocked 'em all dead

with my sales magic, I'll grow it back

and nobody's gonna care.

In the meantime, I gotta
make an impression, right?

It's just part of the game.

I mean, you don't wear your spiked heels

and your sequined bustier to
the school district, do you?

It's the same thing, right?

- I guess.

- Come on, Pam.

It's just hair.

Don't let it ruin our weekend.

I'm still me.

I got all kinds of fun planned.

All kinds.

- I better go pack my spikes and sequins.

("E.R.K.S" by Cycle Sluts From Hell)

♪ Pound with power those metal strings ♪

♪ Make them scream aggressive things ♪

♪ Pumping riffs of metal fire ♪

♪ Thrashing mane of lions desire ♪

♪ Electric gleam in your eyes ♪

♪ Seductive thrust from your thighs ♪

♪ Thundering roar from within ♪

♪ The king of fire stirs the sin ♪

- What kind of mind does it take

to orchestrate in intricate detail,

the murder of her 24-year-old
husband of 11 months?

What kind of heart does
it take to conspire

with her teenage lover and his friends

to commit this atrocity?

And what kind of soul does it take

to spend the weeks afterwards,

weeks when family and friends are

grieving for the loss of Gregg Smart,

to spend those weeks
coolly covering up the fact

that she was a willing
accomplice in this killing.

What kind of woman is Pamela Smart?

She's a dangerous one.

- Music?

- Where'd you find room
in there for clothes?

- Who needs clothes?

- You wanna dance?

(mellow music)

(people yelling excitedly)
(people cheering)

Yes!

- Judy, I just wanna thank
you for making me feel

so much a part of your family.

Sometimes I feel closer to you and Bill

than I do to my own parents,

and I just wanted you to know.

- We're proud to have
you as our daughter, Pam

and you are part of the family, you know?

Now, you go and have some fun.

(gentle music)

- [Pam] And there's your
son bribing the natives

to let us down onto the private beach.

- It worked, too.
- That's my boy.

(people chuckling)

- [Judy] You just got
back and you've already

got your pictures organized, remarkable.

- Hey, how 'bout some champagne?

- Great.

- Will you look at all these gifts?

My Lord, you two made out.

If Bill and I had gotten this many gifts

when we got married, he
could have retired early.

- That's right.

- This toaster cost $275.

Isn't it just like the most
gorgeous thing you've ever seen?

- For $275, it better be.

- For 275, it better make the
damn eggs and bacon, as well.

- Didn't Bill's brother,
Jeffrey, give you a toaster?

- He did, but it was only like 85.

No, no, no, 65 on sale, so I took it back

and got a credit toward another
place setting of our china.

- Hey, Pam.

- Do you know how much
all these things cost?

I mean, did you go down to the
store and price everything?

- 'Course, I know each and every price

right down to the penny.

I also made a whole computer printout,

so I can tell you...

Okay, for instance, the cheapest present

from my side of the family was $95.

- Do tell.

- [Pam] But the cheapest present

from your side was only $55.

The average--
- Pam, cool it, will ya?

Nobody cares.

- Yes, they do, I think, it's important

to know the value of things.

The average on my side was 123

and the average on your side was 89.

I think it's worth something

to know these things, don't you?

- Champagne?

1695.

- Did Pam in any way
engage in the planning

of the killing of her own husband?

We will prove she absolutely did not,

but we will only prove that

if you all keep an open mind to the facts.

All the facts.

The Constitution grants each citizen

the right to a fair trial.

You must now see to it then

that it happens in Exeter County.

It is in your hands,

and you must listen to
everything in context;

context, not little bits and pieces

that seem to give you a kernel of truth,

but rather you must take it in the context

of the person from whom it is coming.

If you do that, if you give Pamela Smart

a fair trial, if you do
not jump to conclusions

but rather let the process
play out before you,

then you will return with
a not guilty verdict.

And you might even end up
a little angry, as I am,

that this case was ever
even brought to trial.

(door banging)

- Pam?

What happened?

- I just got told by Channel Nine

that I'm not good enough
to be their news person.

- [Greg] Oh, god, honey, I'm sorry.

You worked hard on that
audition, I know you did.

- Two bit small town local TV station's

too stupid to know
talent when they see it.

Rot in that media center forever teaching

15-year-olds how to plug in a VCR.

- Well, listen, do you
think, I don't know,

Barbara Walters hit the big time

first shot out?
- I want it now.

I want it now.

- Honey, you're 22 years--
- I know how old I am.

- Honey, all I'm saying
is that one audition--

- I'm sorry, I'm just...

I know, I'm sorry.

Aren't you gonna be late
for your appointments?

I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

Are you gonna be alright?

Okay.

Listen, I'm gonna be home
probably around 10 o'clock.

You gonna be up?

- No, I have an early
day at the media center.

- Okay.

Pammy.

I don't know, for what it's worth,

I'd rather hear the news
from you than anybody on TV.

Honest.

(melancholy music)

- So, maybe my friends were doing cocaine,

you know, a couple,
three times, maybe more.

You know, said it was really great.

The only problem was,
later, after it wore off,

everything was still there.

You know, I mean,

maybe everything that everybody
thought was bothering them,

that the coke was
supposed to take care of,

it just seemed to bother them worse.

I just figured the best
thing to do is just to,

to solve your problems,

and that way, there's no
reason to do the coke.

(melancholy music)

- I think, Billy's absolutely right.

You know, there's like this belief that

drugs and rock music kinda go together.

Forget it.

I mean, nobody's more
into heavy metal than me.

I was the D.J. on this radio talk show

at this college station in Florida,

and I was known as the Maiden of Metal.

And so I did all the concerts, I hung out,

I got to know the groups.

Well, Eddie Van Halen came on my show

this one time to talk about drugs

and he basically said the same
things that Billy just said.

So, here's the deal.

I guess when the partying stops,

the problems are still there,

they're just staring at bloodshot eyes.

- Poor, young, vulnerable Billy Flynn.

How vulnerable, I ask you, how innocent?

How pitiable, malleable
is a person who not once,

but on three separate occasions

admittedly set out to kill Gregg Smart?

A person who admittedly
put a .38 caliber revolver

to the head of another human being,

a human being who begged for his life

and then without so much as a thought,

pulled the trigger,
watched the blood splatter

and then simply left his victim to die.

- [Cecelia] So, what do you do at school?

- What do I do as Media Director?

- Well, I didn't mean anything, I just--

- No, no, no, it's a really good question.

I do just about everything
having to do with the media.

I do the news releases.

I'm in charge of getting out
the District 21 newsletter.

I take the pictures.

I write the articles.

I do the layout on the computer.

- [Cecelia] Wow, that
sounds like fun almost.

- [Pam] Well, it is fun.

Jobs can be fun, you know?

- Yeah, I guess.

I never um...

I don't know.

- What do you want to do eventually?

- Well, I was thinking
like, maybe, you know,

to be a journalist or something.

- Well, you should come to
the office and hang out.

Really, I can always use the help.

We could work on some
different stuff together,

see if you like it.

- That'd be great, thanks.

I get out here.

- Which one's your house?

- It's right down there.

- Okay, I can drive you.

- Oh, it's okay, really.

(heavy metal music blaring)

Thanks, see you guys.

- [Billy] See ya.

- If you come up here, I won't
feel like I'm your chauffer.

- Oh, sure.

(rock music)

♪ Somewhere in the night ♪

♪ She comes to you a stranger ♪

♪ She's got a fire in her eyes ♪

- Do you play guitar?

I was watching you in the mirror.

- Oh, I guess.

I try.

- I used to date a guy
who played lead guitar

for this really hot bad.

It takes a lot of work to get good at it.

You into Van Halen?

- Oh yeah.

You really know him, you know,

you were talking about back at the school?

- I don't know him know
him, but he was on my show

and we just hung out for a
while after we got off the air.

- They're like, my favorite band.

I mean, after Motley
Crue, maybe Whitesnake.

- Ooh, ooh, I love this song.

(heavy metal music blaring)

- Well uh, thanks for the ride.

I guess I'll see ya around.

- Okay.

You did really great tonight.

Your speech about drugs.

- You did, too.

- [Pam] Really?

- Yeah, we all thought so.

- Well thanks, that means a lot.

I'll see ya.

If you're really serious
about playing the guitar,

you just have to work
hard at it, you know?

- Yeah.

- Just remember, if you need something

bad enough and you don't give up

you can have anything you want.

It was nice to meet you.

- You, too.

(gentle music)

♪ On the second day of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me ♪

♪ Two turtledoves and a
partridge in a pear tree ♪

♪ On the third day of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me ♪

♪ Three french hens, two turtledoves ♪

♪ And a partridge in a pear tree ♪

♪ On the fourth day of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me ♪

Judy.
- Oh.

♪ Four calling birds ♪

♪ Four calling birds ♪

♪ Three french hens, two turtledoves ♪

♪ And partridge in a pear tree ♪

♪ On the fifth day of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me ♪

Greg

♪ Five goose for laying ♪

- No.
- Okay, no, wait.

I know this, I know this.

♪ Five french horns ♪

- [Family] No.

- Alright, I know.
♪ Five golden rings ♪

♪ Five onion rings ♪

♪ Four calling birds ♪

♪ Three french hens, two turtledoves ♪

♪ And a partridge in a pear tree. ♪

♪ On the sixth day of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me ♪

♪ Now Dasher, now Dancer ♪

♪ Now Prancer, now Vixen. ♪

♪ on Comet ♪
- Goodness sake, Greg,

you're not gonna recite
the whole thing, are you?

- Well, it's Christmas time.

What would you prefer Casey At The Bat?

- I prefer you if you just can it.

- Okay, that's it.

No mistletoe for you when we get home,

or Misses Toe.

Or Mr. Toe.
- Will you please

just shut up.

Do you how idiotic you look
when you drink like this?

How many eggnogs have you had, Greg?

I mean, it's just disgusting.

You can't even hear anything I'm saying.

- Pam, that's enough.

- I'm sorry.

I just don't like it.

- Pam, I'm not an alcoholic.

I'm just trying to have a good time.

Okay.

(loud knocking on door)

- Now what in God's name is that?

- I'll go get it.

(doorbell ringing)

Pam.

- Bill, he hit me.

- What?
- He hit me.

- Who, who hit you?
- Greg, just now.

- Oh, my god, Pam, are you alright?

What happened?
- He hit me.

That's what happened.
- Oh, I'm sorry, Pam.

I'm sorry.

- Greg.

Greg.

Greg, are you--

- Dad.

What are you doing here?

- Did you hit your wife?

- Did I what?

- [Bill] She's over at our house.

- Your house?

Well, how the hell she'd get there?

- She walked in the cold

after she says you hit her.

- I hit her!

Look, come on, dad.

You know, I'd never do that.

- Then what the hell
happened for crying out loud!

She's hysterical over there!
- I don't know.

Look, she was bitching at me

from the minute you dropped at us.

I mean, it was just
like it was in the car,

you remember, only worse.

And, I just wanted to crash, you know.

I told her that we'd
talk about it tomorrow

that right then all I
wanted to do was sleep.

But she wouldn't quilt.

She is standing in the
middle of the bathroom door.

She wouldn't let me by,

so I just pushed past her in the doorway.

I mean, okay, maybe I used the
side of my arm or something,

but I barely touched her for god sake.

I mean come on, dad, I know I'm blasting,

but I'm not comatose.

- Just go to bed.

Listen, you two are married now.

You've gotta resolve your
own problems, understand?

- Yes, sir.

(footsteps approaching)

- Are you sure you don't wanna

stay down there with us tonight?

- No, I'll be okay I just
wanna sleep in my own house.

- Okay.

If you need anything, just call us.

- Thank you.

(somber music)

- [Student] Mason, wait up.

- I know you guys have
classes, so I'll talk fast.

We need your help.

The Florida Citrus Council
is sponsoring this contest

for the most creative
commercial about orange juice.

There's the flyer.

But what I wanna do is
make it a music video.

- How can you make a music
video about orange juice?

- How can we not?

Think about it.

We get to be outrageous
or funny outrageous.

It says be creative.

We can use the school's equipment.

All we have to do is put our
minds together and go wild.

- Well, Billy knows how
to use a video camera.

Right, Billy?
- That's perfect.

What you don't know you'll learn.

- So, what if we win?

Who gets the free trip to Florida?

- It's for two, so Greg

my husband and I, would take the trip,

and we'll split the cash prize between us.

- Come on, you guys, it'll be fun.

- Okay, why not.
(school bell ringing)

- So, we'll get together
in a couple of days

talk about a concept?

Billy, are you in?

- Sure.
- Great.

Cecilia, can I talk to you for a minute.

- [Cecelia] I'll Up with you guys.

- [Cecelia's Friend] Okay.

- How would you like to be my intern?

You can work here eight
hours a week for credit.

- Are you kidding that would be unreal.

- Is that a yes?

- When would I start?

- How about tomorrow?

I'll write a pass for study hall.

- Well, I guess, as my
first official intern act,

I should let you know that Billy

has got a major crush on you.

- Really.
- Uh-huh.

- He'll get over it.

("Badass Mama")

♪ All the guys gonna treat her good ♪

♪ 'Cause she's bad ♪

♪ Ups you down like a seesaw sucker ♪

♪ Best ride you ever had, uh-huh ♪

♪ You're checking her out now ♪

♪ She don't care ♪

♪ No use lookin' ♪

♪ Just ain't cookin' ♪

♪ Best be bookin' ♪

♪ 'Cause you just don't cut it ♪

♪ My, my, my ♪

♪ Badass mama ♪
(Pamela giggling)

♪ My, my, my ♪

♪ Look out here she come now ♪

- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

We're getting too silly.

We'll pick it up Saturday.

Stop, cut it, cut it.

Cut it off!

Stop, the camera.

Oh, my god, will your mom

let me take a shower at your house?

- I think so.

(gentle music)

- [Billy] I'm not gonna be
eating here tonight, mom?

- [Mom] What do you mean,
I've already made it?

- [Billy] Me and CeCe are going dancing.

Pam's taking us.

- I just don't think
it's appropriate for you

to go out clubbing with
one of your teachers.

- She's not a teacher.

She is the media--
- She's an adult.

- I don't get it, mom.

You're always complaining
there's not enough

adults around to supervisor
whenever I wanna go anywhere.

Now, you're getting just what want.

- I don't know.

- And, I don't care.

Okay, if dad were alive, he'd let me go.

("Queen High Love")

♪ Pretty boy's eyes they
moved across the floor ♪

♪ I can see you girl you
were asking for more ♪

♪ Take a tip for me
your time will be soon ♪

♪ There is no escape the infernal room ♪

♪ Queen high love ♪

♪ No one above ♪

♪ Strike with lightening ♪

♪ Strike with lightening ♪

♪ Queen high love ♪

♪ No one ♪

(dramatic music)

- After third period is fine.

One second, no third period's fine.

No they don't need it
till the end of next week.

Okay.

Alright, you're welcome.

- You can go in now, Billy.

- Cecilia, said you wanted to see me.

- Yeah, would you do me a favor?

- I'll try.

- You mentioned that
your next door neighbor

has a photo developing service.

- Yeah, you want me to get
those developed for ya?

- Would you do that?
- Sure, no problem.

- Thanks.

Billy.

Will you tell me something, the truth?

Do you ever think about me?

I mean, like when I'm not around?

It's okay whatever the
answer is, it's okay.

- I think about you all the time.

I can't stop thinking about you.

I don't know what to do.

- I think about you all the time too.

- You do.

- All the time.

You guys that was great,
so, tomorrow morning?

- I have to go to church.

- Alright, so after church.

Is one o'clock, okay?

- Yeah, that's good.
- Yeah, sure.

- Billy and I will work out the set ups,

and we'll start right away, okay.

- Okay.
- All right.

- Bye.
- Hey, see you later.

- Bye.
- Bye.

(heavy metal music blaring)

- Go.

(engine revving)

- Where's your mom?

- Downstairs.

I got those pictures you wanted.

- Did you look at these?

- Oh.

(Pam chuckling)
Yeah.

- Billy, your bad.

Did you like 'em?

- You look real good.

- Honest?

- Yeah.

- Well, do you want 'em?

- You don't?
- No, they're too

amateurish for my model portfolio.

My friend Becky took 'em.

We were just kidding around.

Take whichever one you want.

Should we go over the
schedule for tomorrow?

- This one.

- [Pam] You like that one?

- It's beautiful.

- Then it's yours.

I should go.

I should go.

I'm married.

I'm married.

I'm married.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- When can we?

- Who is chasing me?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

You got me.

You got me.

- I got you.
- Here.

Wear your dad out for a while.

I wish you'd seen Ashley today.

She's getting so big.

So, pretty too.

I hope we're that lucky
when our time comes.

Pam, is there any problem
here that I'm not aware of?

- I'm just tired.

Let's not make a big
issue out of it, okay.

- No.

No, as a matter of fact, it's not okay.

Maybe it is about time we started

making an issue out of this.

I mean, you don't wanna
start having kids for a while

or until your career gets
off the ground, that's fine.

But does that mean we're putting off sex

until you're, what, hosting
Good Morning America?

- Where the hell are you going?

- To get myself a beer.

It's called oral gratification.

- It's also called getting a beer gut.

- What?
- Nothing.

- No.

What's that supposed to mean?

Pam!

- Why did you marry Gregg Smart?

- Because I loved him.

I wanted to spend the
rest of my life with him.

- Could you speak up I couldn't hear

the last part of what you said.

- I said, I wanted to spend
the rest of my life with him.

- What was it about him you loved?

- He was a very kind, gentle person.

He was a lot of fun to be around.

- [Attorney] Was the marriage happy?

- Yes, extremely happy.

("E.R.K.S" by Cycle Sluts From Hell)

♪ Pound with power those metal strings ♪

♪ Make them scream ♪

- Hey, guys, slow down.

- [Boy] Why can't I stay home J.R inside?

- You guys are gonna help me, right?

Here's the deal I told my
mom I was staying over here.

But, in reality I'm
gonna be over at Pam's.

So, if my mom calls,
you gotta tell her that

I'm like in the bathroom
or something like that.

Call me over at Pam's, here's the number,

so I can call her back, okay?

- So, hold on her husband, right

I mean, where's he gonna
be in the guest room?

- Watching probably.

- No, Gregg is on ski vacation, okay.

She's all alone.

- He's just gonna leave her.

- She don't ski.

Besides they don't even get
along that well anymore.

Pam told me she wished
she didn't even marry him.

- So, you're telling us
that just you and Pam

are spending the night together alone?

- Well, Cecilia's gonna come along,

so it's not gonna look funny.

I'm telling you guys

she's crazy about me.

She invited me.

- Oh, so, you're gonna get it on?

- I hope so.

(car horn honking)

That's her, okay, remember,
you guys promised me.

- [J.R.] I'll call you
if your mother calls.

- [Billy] Okay, thanks.

- I don't know, I think, it's weird, man.

She's like a teacher, and he's just a kid.

- You just wish it was you
instead of him, is all.

- No, way, man, I don't even like her.

She's like fake, phony.

(sultry music)

- See you guys.

(seductive rock music)

♪ It's about time for the grass to grow ♪

♪ It's about time for the water to flow ♪

♪ It's about time the cotton's high ♪

♪ It's about time 'cause time does fly ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ It's about time to
find the pure sources ♪

♪ It's about time to
ride the wildest horses ♪

♪ It's about time the day has begun ♪

♪ It's about time come following the sun ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, it's about time ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Can you see it ♪

♪ Let the signs come right through me ♪

(blaring heavy metal music)

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Can you see it ♪

♪ Let the signs come right through you ♪

- I hope you guys are finished.

'Cause, I'm really bored.

(Pamela and Billy moaning heavily)

- [Pam] Was last night first time?

- No.

("Soul Taker")

- Well, I'm no virgin either, but...

It was like, um

magical.

- For me too.

- Really.

Why?

- I don't know, you.

- [Pam] What, what, I what?

- You're everything a
woman supposed to be.

- Billy.

- [Billy] Pam, what's wrong?

- I'm just...

I'm so happy with you.

All I want is you.

- Me too, Pam.

All I want is you.

- But I don't think we can do this again.

- What?

- Because Gregg goes away
like that very, very rarely,

and I'd wanna be with you all the time.

- Why don't you just divorce him, Pam.

Then we can be together forever.

- I would in a minute,
bud he'd take everything.

It's all in his name, the car, the house.

And he can be mean, Billy.

If I left him, he'd go mad.

He'd get revenge,

take the dog.

He might even try to hurt me.

- What do you mean?

- Sometimes he gets drunk,

and he yells and screams
and throws things.

He tried to hit me once.

- Pam, you gotta get
yourself out of there.

- I would.

If I could, I would.

But I can't.

I feel so safe with you.

Will you help me?

- I'll do anything you say.

- Do you know anyone
who would kill someone?

- What do you mean?

- Greg.

Do you know anyone who would kill Greg?

It's the only way we can be together.

It's the only way.

- So, before I announce the awards

for this year's top sales reps,

let me ask you a question?

How many brokers does it
take to change a light bulb?

Well, the answer's two.

One to change it, and
one to write the policy

in case of fire, wreckage,
or electrocution.

(crowd muttering)
(Gregg cackling sarcastically)

It took me all winter
to think that one up.

Now, this year marks the first time ever

that a company rookie has won the award,

and it's the first time ever

that a father-son team have won together.

Of course, you know who I'm talking about.

Bill Smart, our favorite senior

and Gregg Smart, our fabulous freshman.

- [Man] Attaboy, Bill.

(crowd applauding)

- Pam better take you
out to celebrate this.

- Have you figured it out yet?

- What?

- How to do it?

- Do what?

- Make it so you and me could
be together without Greg.

- It's I don't understand

why you can't just divorce that guy?

- He would never us alone.

He'd follow us around, really.

I was only doing this for us, Billy.

I mean, I don't know I
thought you loved me.

- Pam, I do love you.
(Pam gasping)

What happened?

- What do you think happened?

I told you he's mean to me, okay.

- Pam, he hits you.

Gregg hits you.
- Between that

and not being able to
see you all the time,

I don't think I can do this.

- That bastard I'll kill him myself.

- You will.

- I didn't realize how
bad things were for you.

Pam, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

- Don't worry I'm not gonna
make you do this by yourself.

I'm gonna help you work out the details.

The main thing Billy
is after you kill him,

we can be together

just you and me for good.

That's all that counts.

Now next Tuesday I have an AOC meeting.

Gregg has one of his evening appointments

until about nine o'clock.

He gets home like 9:30, 10:00.

Basically, you have to make
it look like a burglary.

You can take stuff out of
the house and everything.

You have to tie your hair
back and wear all black

that way in case anyone sees you,

you can't be identified.

I'll come right back here to my office,

and wait for you to call
and tell me what happened.

Do you have a gun?

- No.
- Can you get one?

- I don't know.
- You don't know.

Look are you gonna do this or not?

- Pam, I'm gonna do this.

Okay, I promise.
- You guys.

You know, how come you're
talking about this stuff.

You're not really serious right?

- We're just tying to figure out

how me and Billy can be together.

That's all we're just
trying to figure it out.

- But you're not really
gonna do it, right?

I mean, kill Greg?

I mean, you can't kill Greg.

That would be crazy.

(tense music)

(heavy metal music blaring)

(soft dramatic music)

(telephone ringing)

- Media center.

- It's me.

- What happened?

Did you do it?

- Well, not exactly.

You see, I didn't find a gun.

And, nobody wanted to give me their car

'cause I don't have a license.

- You mean, you didn't even go out there?

- Well, I was gonna.

- [Pam] But what?

How the hell could you do this?

You promised me.

- Pam, I'm sorry.
- You're sorry.

What was all that crap about loving me

about Gregg being a bastard?

Was all that just so you could

get into my pants one more time?

- No, Pam, I do love you.

- Greg, can get nuts and
slap me around all he wants.

As long as little Billy gets to

get it on with the teacher, right?

- [Billy] No, Pam don't say that.

- Well, that's it we're through.

Do you understand?

- Come on, Pam, I need you.

(telephone ringing)

- Go on in, it's okay.

- Come here.

Come here.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Everything's okay, come on.

I have another meeting
at the end of April.

I'm gonna give you another chance.

- Are you nuts?

You wanna kill a guy that
you've never even met.

- He hits her.

He abuses her.

- [J.R.] You see him?

- She told me.

- Great.

- I've seen the bruises.

- Come on.

- As long as he's around,

me and Pam can't ever be together.

- You sure she really
wants you to do this?

- Wants me to, she's making me.

Otherwise she says she's gonna
break the whole thing off.

I need a gun.

J.R., your dad's got guns.

You gonna help me or not?

- Help you kill a guy?

- I'll help you.

My dad's got a gun.

Don't even know where it is, but I do.

- Get real, Raymond.

Guns can be traced.

- She said, "It'll be
worth a thousand bucks."

- She'll pay us.

- Yeah.

- What do you think?

- I think, this is nuts.

(car engine revving)

(tense music)

- Well, congratulations.

Now that you have our approval
for your media course.

The full board can vote
on funding next month.

- I never would've gotten
this far without your support.

Thanks so much.

- Oh, it was my pleasure.

Are you going to your car?

- No, I'm gonna pick up
something in my office.

Goodnight.
- See you tomorrow.

(door creaking open)

- [Pam] Don't turn on the light.

- Pam, this is Raymond.

- Hi, Raymond.

So, did you do it?

- Well, Greg, was already
there when we got there,

so we didn't go in.

- What he never gets
home before 9:30, never.

- We didn't get there till after.

- Well, actually, we got lost.

- Lost?

- I'm sorry, Pam.

- Well, next time.

Come on, I'll drop you two off.

(heavy metal music blaring)

Now what the hell happened out there?

- I told you, Pam, we
just got lost is all.

- You expect me to believe that.

Lost going to my house.

I guess the nights we spent there

didn't mean a hell of a lot to you.

You can't even remember how to get there.

- No, Pam.

- Either you're a coward

or you never really loved me, which is it?

- I do love you.
- So you're a coward.

- No.
- Right, you never loved me,

which is good, because you make me sick.

Get out.

- Wait, Pam.

Pam, I just got lost.

I promise, that's all.

- Yeah, fine, sure.

Look I'm gonna tell Gregg everything

and just beg his forgiveness.

He'll probably be horrible for a while,

but eventually we'll work it out.

Enough is enough.

- [Billy] Please, I need
you in my life, I swear.

- There's one way to make that happen,

and you blew it both times.

- Just one more chance, Pam, please.

- I don't know.

- Aren't you gonna take me home?

- I don't want your mother to see us.

No one works on a video this late.

(somber music)

(tires screeching)

- If I lose Pam,

I swear I don't know what I'll do.

I know what I'll do.

I'll kill myself.

If I lose Pam,

I kill myself.

They want a thousand each.

- I can only spend a thousand total.

Okay.

You can get in the car now, if you want?

(heavy metal music blaring)

Hey, J.R., slow down.

The last thing we need is a ticket.

Here's directions to my house,

so you don't get lost again for god sake.

See, I'm giving them to Billy.

Memorize them and then destroy the paper.

You got it?

Where's the gun?

- It's right here.

- Make sure you use it and not a knife.

No knives.
- What if--

- No ifs knives are messy.

You'll get blood on the
furniture and the carpet.

There's all these light colors,
and blood never comes out.

Now, don't forget the gloves.

We don't want fingerprints
all over the place.

I left a bunch of gold chains and stuff

in the jewelry box, which you can keep.

And, Billy knows where the speakers are.

Make sure you put Haley
in the basement, okay?

The last thing I need
is a traumatized dog.

- You left the bolted
door unlocked, right?

- Right.

Listen, I don't know if...

I mean, like what should
I do when I get home?

You know, should I just
like scream out right

and run for the neighbors
or call the police or what?

- Just, you know, act natural.

- They're really gonna do
it this time, Bill and them.

- Do what?

- Kill Greg.

- Uh-huh.

- They have a gun.

- From where?

- J.R.'s father had it.

Oh, god I gotta go.

Stop by later.

I'm working straight
through to my meeting.

By the time I get out,
it should all be over.

- [Pete] We taking Raymond?

- Yeah man.

I don't wanna be alone
in the car all that time.

Hey, Raymond.

- Well, now all we gotta do is
just wait till it gets dark.

- Alright, well, I'm gonna go over to

Papa Gino's to use the
bathroom, all right.

- Me too.
- Same here.

- Hey, anybody got any money?

Might as well get a pizza as
long as we're gonna be there.

- Hi, Mrs. Davis.

Hi, I'm Gregg Smart from
Northeastern Fidelity.

We talked on the phone.

- Right, right.

Come on in.
- Thank you.

- Bob, it's that guy
from the insurance place.

- Item seven: Cost of living increase

in salary for nontenured faculty,

and finally a recommendation
from the Winnacunnet Board

that funds be set aside for
a media course to be taught

in the fall semester by the
current school media director,

Mrs. Pamela Smart.

(thunder roaring)

(tense dramatic music)

- Take it easy, man, we won't use the gun.

It's just for back up, no problem.

- I'm fine.

- Let's do this.

- Well, now, Greg, you made a sale.

Now you can call it quits for
the night and get on home.

Too much works's a bad thing.

- How would you know?

- See what you've got to look forward to.

- Well, at least your home
is better protected now.

I thank you both very, very much.

Please if you have any questions,

don't hesitate to call
me I'm always available.

- We'll keep it in mind.
- Thank you.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

(Haley barking)

- It's okay, Haley, it's okay.

- Alright, then if no one else
has anything further to add,

may I please see a show
of hands for funding

Mrs. Smart's media class of
Winnacunnet in September.

- I can't believe this.

I mean, the jewelry she left us

is worth about fifty cents.

What a hoax job.

- Relax, Pete, let's get going, all right.

(suspenseful music)

Maybe, we should use these.

- Maybe we should use this.

(heavy metal music blaring)

- Alright, Pete.

I can hide behind the kitchen doorway.

- I'll be behind the front door.

When he comes in, I'll
jump him, pull him in,

and then, you know, we'll do it.

- He's here.

Pete!

He's here!

He's here!

(suspenseful music)

- Haley.

Here boy.

Haley.

Haley.

(gun firing)

- Greg.

Help!

Help, please!

Somebody, help!

- What's happening here?

Where is Gregg Smart?

He's our son.
- Excuse me, sir.

- No, we've gotta get in there.

- [Officer] Sorry, sir, no one's allowed.

- We're not no one this is my son's place.

Just tell me what the
hell's going on here.

Is my son alright?

- I can't tell you anything, sir.

- For god sake he's
right there on the floor.

Well, help him somebody.

Why aren't they helping him?

- He's dead.

- I've got to go to him.

He's my son!

Let me go to him, please!

Please!

Please!

(man mumbling softly)

Oh, thank you.

Pam.

- Could someone call my mother, please.

And would someone get the dog?

Could someone go to my house
and get the dog, please?

(somber music)

- Come on in.

Sit anywhere.

I called you in here because

I wanted you to hear this from me

before the media starts
trumpeting it about.

There's been a tragedy.

Now I know how close you
all are with Pam Smart.

Well, her husband was killed last night.

He was, in fact, murdered.

- Oh, my god, that's awful.

- Oh, man.

Do they know who did it?

- I haven't heard anything about that.

Yet, I do think though

that we should all go to the wake together

and show Pam some support.

(somber music)

- Oh, Pam.

- Thank you so much for coming.

It's so thoughtful of you, really.

It's so nice.
- Thank you.

Are you alright?

- Yeah, it's just shock, you know.

Hi.

Thanks for coming.

- [Captain] Did anybody have any kind of a

grudge against your husband?

- No, absolutely not.

Gregg was very popular, very loved.

He had a lot of wonderful friends.

- Any involvement with drugs of any kind?

- Never, neither he nor
I believed in drugs.

Do you think this is drug related

because I heard that on the news.

I tell you it really disturbs
me because it's just false.

You think this was drug
related; is that it?

- There is no it, Mrs.
Smart, only possibilities.

- You can rule out drugs.

I mean, the television and
the jewelry were all gone.

What about burglary?

- Maybe.

Did you husband ever exhibit

any violent behavior of any kind?

- No, never.

- [Detective] How about to you?

- No, I said never.

- Mrs. Smart, we realize that

this is very difficult for you.

We just have to be thorough.

- Well, I agree with that,
I think, you should be.

- Okay, let's see you
were married what, a year?

- Not quite.
- Happily?

- Very happily, ask anyone.

- Was Gregg ever abusive
to you in any way?

- Look, that's just not possible.

Gregg was a very kind, gentle
soul, especially to me.

He loved me, and I loved him.

The only thing I can ever think of

that we fought about was
what to have for dinner.

- I see.

- I hope that you do.

- Well, that'll be all for now.

We'll be in touch.

Oh, please don't mention anything

to the media about this case.

It'll just hinder the investigation, okay.

- [Reporter] This okay for you, Pam

right in front of the house right here?

- I think so.
- In the walk way

it's better than inside.
- I think so, don't you?

- [Reporter] Yeah, I mean,
the parents are in there.

It's quiet out here.

You know about this stuff, right?

Television, you studied communications.

- [Pam] Right.

- Can you move that mic
up just a little bit, Jim

just a little bit close to her face,

you know, so we can hear
what she has to say.

- You're wondering about the dress, right?

Gregg gave me this dress.

He loved it.

- Don't worry about that.

You look absolutely beautiful.

I mean, you're holding up remarkably well.

I can't believe how well you're doing.

I really don't know how you do it.

- I'm really not sure myself

where the strength is coming from.

Should I start that part again?

- I'm sorry, could you, yeah.

- I'm really not sure myself

where the strength is coming from.

From Greg, I think.

It's as if he's inside me

helping me bear up and go on.

- Yeah, listen this morning

when you called to request this interview

you said something about
setting the record straight.

Can you tell us what you meant by that?

- Set the record straight
is absolutely right.

I think the media has got this all wrong.

They're making it sound like

my husband was killed by drug dealers.

I think, this was a burglary.

That's what makes it so awful.

It was just a senseless thing.

Thank you, very much.

Bye, bye.
- Thanks.

- I'll see you guys back in the van.

Listen, Pam, let me ask you

just one more thing off the record.

I'm not gonna use this.

But, why did you happen to call me,

I mean, out of all the
people you could've called?

- [Pam] Oh, your my favorite newscaster.

I watch your reports all the time,

and I know what goes into it, believe me.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

We should talk sometime
also about the business.

- We'll do that.
- Okay.

- Thanks.

- There's a call on line two.

I think you're gonna wanna hear.

- Two.
- Yep.

- [Detective] Okay.

- I'm sorry, go ahead, miss.

You said you had some information

on the Greggory Smart murder.

- [Girl] Yes.

- Would you identify yourself, please?

- [Girl] I'd rather not, if that's okay.

- That's okay.

I'll take down any
information that you have.

- [Girl] Well, I work
at Papa Gino's pizza.

- Oh, the one over in
Seabrook or the other one?

- [Cecelia] Well, if I
tell you that, then--

- Right, all right,
that's okay, that's okay.

So, you work at Papa Gino's.

- [Girl] Yes, and there's this girl

that works there Cecelia Pierce.

- [Detective] Yes, we've talked to her.

- [Girl] You did?

- Yes, but go on.

What is it that you know.

- [Girl] Oh, okay.

Anyway, I don't know when it was,

but it was about a
month before the murder,

the Gregg Smart murder.

She told me she knew a
teacher at Winnacunnet

who was paying someone
to kill her husband.

All the time I thought like,

boy, is this crazy or what.

But, now with all that's happened

I thought that maybe, you know

that it was true or something.

- Right.

- I told you I don't know.

I told you.

- I'm telling you we don't believe you.

- Well, I guess, that's just your problem.

- It could become your
problem in about five minutes

if we decide to go across the hall

and officially charge you
with harboring a criminal.

- We have an informant that told us

that you have information
about the murder.

- Who said that?

- It doesn't matter who.

It matters that they did.

- They lied.

I don't know anything.

(heavy sighing)

- You got an appointment or something.

- I'm supposed to be at driver's ed.

- Well, excuse us.

I mean, please, accept our apologies.

- Cecilia.

We'll be talking to you again.

I promise.

- How did it go?

What did they ask you?

Did they grill you?

(telephone ringing)

- Hello.

- [Pam] Hi, it's Pam.

- Oh, hi.

- I'm sorry to bother you.

I was just sitting here
thinking about Greg.

I feel like I'm literally
going out of my mind.

- I know, dear.

I'm in the same boat.

- I can't sleep without him.

I don't wanna eat anything without him.

I don't know I feel sometimes

like I just wanna call it quits, you know

I just wanna find someway to end it all.

- No, Pam, you stop that.

That's no answer.

- I know.

By the way, have you heard

anything about the investigation?

I know Billy Captain Jackson are close.

But, the police's just
completely shutting me out.

They won't tell me anything.

I was just wondering.

- So, then, Flynn and Randall

come running across the field,

falling down and everything, right.

They finally get to the car and get in.

I mean, Lattime and me are just like,

you know, "Did you do it or what?"

Pete's like, "Yeah, man,
let's get out of here."

Billy's just you know like,
"We did it, killed the guy."

So, we take off, and I start singing.

♪ Shoo fly don't bother me ♪

♪ Shoo fly don't bother me ♪

Only just to calm them down.

But they don't think it's funny,

and Pete tells me to shut up.

So, what can I do.

You know, they looked they needed it.

They were nervous freaking out,

killed a guy, you know.

(dog barking)

- [Man] Billy Flynn up there.

- Uh-uh, just J.R. and Pete.

- You see Flynn you tell him he ought to

bust Raymond Fowler in the mouth.

- Why is that?

- He's been going around
telling all of Seabrook

that Billy and them were the ones

that killed that teacher's husband.

- Come on cut the crap!

Now tell me the truth.

I gotta know.

Did you do it?

- How do you think I got these speakers?

- We got $500 each Ralph.

Pam told Billy she gets
a $140,000 insurance.

I mean, like, this guy's
worth more dead than alive.

- I grew up with you guys.

Sorry about the time, sir.

- It's just been cleaned, real recently.

- I'm sorry about this.

I'm real sorry.

(tense dramatic music)

- This is my firearm.

It's registered and all.

Anyway, I think, it's a weapon

that was used in the Gregg Smart murder.

- Good evening, our lead story tonight

a major breakthrough in a
case that has captivated

New England, the Greggory
Smart murder case.

Just hours ago, three boys,

all of them students at
Winnacunnet High School,

were arrested in Seabrook.

There's also an unconfirmed report

that there may soon be a fourth arrest,

a young female friend of the boys

who may have actually
driven a car to Derry

the night of May 1st,
the night Gregg Smart

was so brutally murdered in his home.

(gentle music)

- Kind of late for all, isn't it?

- I believe, my daughter
has some things to tell you.

- Is that right?

Well, come right in.

- [Detective] Now you'll just ask the same

kind of questions we just went over.

All you do is just act natural with her

the way you've always been.

(soft sobbing)

- All I can say is no matter

what they try and make you talk about

if I were you I didn't know a damn thing.

- All I know is I had
to come and talk to you

because, I mean, I don't know what to do.

I have to go and talk
to the attorney general.

I'm just so sick of lying, you know.

- Well, that's fine all I'm
saying is if you tell the truth,

you're gonna be an accessory to murder.

- Right.

- So, that's your choice.

And not only that, but what's
your family gonna think.

They're gonna be like, Cecilia,

you know about this ahead of time.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

And everybody in town too.

I mean, if I were you--

- Okay.
- Once you say no,

they leave you alone.

Once you say yes, they
never leave you alone.

- But they're gonna subpoena me, Pam.

I know they are.

I hate this.

What if I lie on the
stand, and they find out?

- How are they gonna do that?

- [Cecelia] If someone
says that I did know.

- Who the hell is gonna say that?

- I don't know, J.R.

Does he know what I know?

- Even if he did know,

it's his word against yours.

They can't prove a thing.

- But what I was saying is

obviously, I knew about it beforehand.

If I go up there and lie

and they find out about it
after, I'm in big trouble.

- So, that's my point.

So, you're better off just
lying about it to begin with.

Just stick to your story
that's the best way.

And, of course, probably J.R.
is gonna roll any day now.

He was supposedly only in
the car, but who knows.

So, he's gonna be like, "Well, screw this.

"I'm not gonna go to jail forever,"

and turn against them and blame me.

- Right.

- But, I mean, hell I
never said any words like,

"J.R., I'm gonna pay you to kill Greg.

"I never said that."

Who's a jury gonna believe,

J.R., the 16-year-old
kid in the slammer or me?

I'm a teacher.

They're gonna believe me.

Oh, hi, this is a surprise.

- [Captain] Oh, I'm sorry.

We really couldn't call first.

- It doesn't matter I'm just
in a middle of a few things.

- [Captain] Keeping busy, huh?

- Well, yeah.

You too, right?

- [Captain] Always.

- [Detective] Too busy.

- Right.

- Listen, Pam, would you mind standing up?

You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can

and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to talk to a lawyer,

have him present with you
while you are being questioned.

If you cannot afford to hire a lawyer,

one will be appointed to represent you

before any questions if you wish.

(telephone ringing)

- I'll get it.

Hello.

Oh, hi, captain, how are you?

Uh-huh.

What.

I'm sorry.

Yes.

Yes, I do.

Uh-huh.

Thank you.

- Bill.

What is it?

- They've arrested Pam as
an accomplice to murder.

- I just didn't wanna believe it.

- Children are killing children, Judy.

Who knows what to believe anymore.

- Listen to me.

They could put us away for life

if we don't take this deal.

This way we're looking at 30 years max

with 12 off for good behavior.

Eighteen!

Eighteen versus life.

- I told her I wasn't gonna tell on her.

I promised her--
- Forget that.

You think she's thinking about you now?

She's going around saying
it was all your idea.

She had nothing to do with it.

- You gotta testify against her, Bill.

We gotta hang together on this one.

Hasn't she ruined your
life enough already?

(footsteps approaching)

- Well, you boys talk it over?

- Yeah, we talked about it.

- We'll do it.

We'll testify against Pam.

(somber music)

- [Prosecutor] Is this the
knife that Pete Randall held

in front of Gregg Smart's face?

- Yeah.

- So,

after you found you
couldn't cut his throat

what did you do then?

- I took out the gun, and I cocked it,

and I aimed it at his head.

- [Prosecutor] After you
aimed the gun at his head,

what did you do?

- I just stood there for a long time.

- [Prosecutor] For how long?

- It seemed like a hundred years.

I whispered.

God, forgive me.

- And?

- I pulled the trigger.

- We'll take a morning recess.

(people chatting loudly)

(reporters muttering loudly)

- No comment please.

- No comment at this time.
- Absolutely no comment.

Sorry, coming through.
- No, comment.

- Has the jury reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.

- [Judge] Will the defendant please rise?

How do you find the defendant Pamela Smart

on the charge of accomplice
to murder in the first degree?

- [Forewoman] Guilty, Your Honor?

(reporters speaking loudly)

- [Man] Will you be filing an appeal?

(reporters speaking loudly)

(somber music)

- You can finally rest now, son.

- Come on, sweetheart.

(soft dramatic music)

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