Hunter (1984–1991): Season 4, Episode 19 - Boomerang - full transcript

Are all your clients
innocent, Mike?

I don't care whether my
clients are guilty or innocent.

Whatever it takes to win.

Yes, we gave it a
considerable amount of time.

There's nothing Hunter or
anyone else can do about it.

I want a restraining
order... a court order

to keep that man away from me.

Sergeant Hunter,
Metropolitan Homicide.

Reba Schofield, housewife.

So what more does the
DA want from us, Miss

Wyman, a signed confession?



Counsel is
badgering the witness.

Overruled.

The witness will answer.

Not right now, but I'll be back.

Watch out.
Watch out.

Watch out.

Come on, watch your head.

Watch her head.

Watch her head.

Come on.

Hang on.

OK.

Right?

Come on.



Hurry.

Let's get her in here.

I'm going with her, OK?

Sorry, sir, against regulations.

We're taking her
to Pacific General.

Well, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

What...

Excuse me.

You the gentleman that
called about the accident?

Yeah, but listen,
I don't know how to...

Get in the back.

We'll take you to the hospital.

All right.

So what happened?

Well, it sure as
hell was no accident.

We, uh... we pulled
up alongside Neil

Banyon's boat to warn him about
wind conditions off Catalina.

How far out were you?

About four miles
southwest of the marina.

Neil decided he'd go
on to Catalina anyway.

He hadn't moved 10 feet
when, wham, his boat blew up.

Well, what makes you so sure
that it wasn't an accident?

Diesel doesn't
explode like that.

And the explosion was forward.

It was nowhere
near the fuel tank.

That explosion was man-made.

Now, was Neil on
this boat by himself?

Looked like it.

My wife asked where
Paula was, and Neil said

he guessed she was at home.

He said it like he didn't
give a damn where she was.

Paula is, uh, Neil's wife.

Well, so what
happened to your wife?

Our boats
were only about 30 feet apart

when Neil's boat blew up,
and a piece of flying metal

hit Dorothy on the
side of her head.

And she was unconscious up
until a few minutes ago.

Listen, can we talk about
this later at the hospital?

Yeah, sure.

You stay with him.

I'm going to check on
Neil Banyon's wife.

How do you do?

Sergeant Hunter, Metropolitan
Police Department.

I'd like to see
Paula Banyon, please.

- Is she expecting you?
- No, she's not.

But I think she'll see me.

All right, come in.

Thanks.

Paula Banyon?

Yes.

I'm Sergeant Hunter,
Metropolitan Homicide.

What is it, Sergeant?

I have some very bad news.

Your... your husband's
boat went down at sea.

And he's presumed dead.

How?

Well, according
to a Steve Cardogus,

whom I believe you know...

Yes, I do.

The boat exploded.

And he feels as though
it was not an accident.

Will you excuse me, Sergeant?

I'll be right back.

Can I get you anything...
Some coffee... a cold drink?

No, thank you.

Physical therapist at 4 West...

Physical therapist at 4 West.

Sergeant.

Uh, my wife's going
to be all right.

She, uh... she has
a... a skull fracture.

So she's going to be
in here for a while.

But the doctors say
she's out of danger.

That's great.

I'm glad to hear it.

Thanks.

If you have any more
questions, go ahead,

'cause I'm going to
be staying right here.

As a matter of fact, I do.

Assuming that this
was not accidental,

can you think of someone,
anyone, that might have wanted

to have killed Neil Banyon?

No.

But you see, we weren't
real close friends.

And we only saw them at the
marina or out at Catalina.

Well, did they seem like
a close couple to you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, we thought
they were a great couple.

They... they were really in love.

Uh, we liked them.

I have called an attorney.

Well, why have you done that?

Sorry.

He was very clear about my
not discussing it with you.

Uh, he knows you.

It's Mike Snow.

He asked if you would
stay till he arrives.

He wants to talk to you.

Sure.

Mrs. Banyon is expecting me.

Please come in.

Paula.

Mike.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

I'm so sorry.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Where's Hunter?

Rick.

Hi ya, Mike.

- How are you?
- Very well.

Thanks for waiting.

Uh-huh.

What happened that makes Neil's

death a case for homicide?

Well, his boat blew up
about four miles offshore.

The witness said that the
explosion looked man-made.

Is that all you've got...

One man's opinion that
it was not an accident?

So far that's all I have.

Yeah.

I see.

Are you here because
my client is a suspect?

I came here to tell her what had
happened, then she called you.

She's behaving like a suspect.

You think you can
recover the boat?

We have a team of divers
working on it right now.

I think we should be able
to find it pretty soon.

Good.
Thanks again for waiting.

Sure.

Miss Banyon, I'll
be seeing you again.

Oh, no, not if I can help it.

See you.

Bye.

He's right, you know.

Your calling me does
look suspicious.

But I'm glad you did.

You probably had a good reason.

I do.

Well, Paula, just,
uh, listen to me,

and listen carefully, all right.

Everything you tell
me is privileged.

And the worst thing you can do
is lie to me or omit anything.

Now, you do that, you'll only
make it worse for yourself.

I won't lie to you, Mike.

If you don't mind, I'm going
to get us a drink first.

Thanks.

We'll call helps out.

Lincoln 56, clear.

Now, look, don't worry.

I'll take care of
everything, all right?

OK.

Thanks.

You waiting for me, or you
want another shot at my client?

Both.

I got a surprise for you.

You can talk to her
anytime you want.

Are all your
clients innocent, Mike?

Oh, no, but this one is.

She called me because
three weeks ago,

he accused her of
cheating on him...

Said he was going
to get a divorce.

Now, when she asked him who
she was supposed to be cheating

with, he had nothing to say...

Maybe it was just
crazy suspicion.

Now, she figured he'd
realize he was wrong,

and they'd kiss and make up.

Then you come here waving
your homicide badge around

and saying Neil's dead,
under those conditions,

I'd call me myself.

I just received a message
from Sergeant McCall.

They found the boat.

And Neil's body?

Well, what was left of it,
as well as a $4 alarm clock

used in the explosive device.

So it was no accident?

Right.

Was he alone on the boat?

It seems that way.

Thanks.
Excuse me.

I... I'm going to tell
Paula about this.

I know, Mom.

Yes, he is a very nice guy.

He's just not my type, you know?

What?

He reminded me of
Uncle Donald, you know?

Uncle Donald's a nice guy.

This guy's just... look.

- Sergeant McCall.
- Yeah.

Oh.

I got to call you back, OK?

Good-bye.

I'm Clint Eastlake.

I'm an attorney.

Oh, how do you do?

Can I help you?

Just a short time ago...

An hour and 20
minutes, to be exact...

I heard about the
death of a client.

And who might that be?

Neil Banyon.

Um, I heard there was some
suspicion of foul play.

Yes, well, uh, Mr. Eastlake,
I would say that there

is more than just suspicion.

Neil Banyon was murdered.

Oh, my god.

Do you have any
information that, uh,

could help me in this case?

I... I certainly do.

Uh, I've been Neil
Banyon's lawyer since he

first went into business.

10 days ago, Neil came to me and
asked me to rewrite his will.

He wanted to change his
beneficiary from Paula,

his wife, to various charities.

And he also wanted to
make changes in his, uh,

property arrangements
to prevent Paula

Banyon from enjoying
any benefits

should he predecease her.

That's interesting.

Did he tell you why
you wanted to do that?

Oh, yes.

Uh, he was filing for a divorce.

He discovered, he told
me, that she had a lover.

Mr. Eastlake, could you
sit down and talk with me?

No, thank you.

I... I've really told
you everything I know.

And my time is extremely
valuable, although, I

won't be charging you for it.

I will be available to
appear in court and testify.

Well, I appreciate that.

I just have one more question.

Did, uh... did Mr.
Banyon tell you who he

thought his wife's lover was?

No.

And I didn't ask.

I... I felt if Neil wanted to
reveal that information to me,

he would.

There is one more
thing, however.

Neil was due to
sign the new will

Monday morning in my office.

Nice boat.

Yours?

Uh-huh.

Sergeant Hunter,
Metropolitan Homicide.

Reba Schofield, housewife.

Can I ask you a
couple questions?

About what happened
to Neil Banyon, right?

Right.

Come aboard.

We're looking for somebody
who might have seen someone

board his boat last Friday.

Well, Sergeant Hudson, you
have come to the right person.

Sergeant Hunter.

Ah, Hunter, right.

I was aboard Friday night
from about 8:00 till 4:00 AM.

Let's go aft, so we can
keep this more private.

Certainly.

Can I fix you a drink?

Not for me.

Thanks.

Well, I'll fix a
small one for myself.

I'm a social drinker.

That's why we call
this boat The Swallow.

I came up on deck
about 2:00 AM Friday...

Well, actually Saturday morning.

And I saw someone coming
from the direction

of Neil Banyon's boat.

Could you tell who it was?

No, not at first.

Well, she was wearing a
dark sweater, dark pants,

dark scarf around her head.

Mm.

Well, suddenly, I
realized who it was.

And she didn't see me.

She just hurried on
by and disappeared.

Well, who was it?

Paula Banyon.

Were you here that
night by yourself?

Yep.

Do you, uh, do you often
come here by yourself?

Ah, well, my
husband and I had a spat.

I wanted to worry him
about where I was.

Now, Reba, are you
sure it was, uh, Paula

Banyon you saw that night?

Absolutely.

There was a good
moon that night...

Almost full.

Hey, who the hell are you?

Sergeant Hunter,
Metropolitan Police.

I'm investigating the
death of Neil Banyon.

Hey, did you tell him about
Paula Banyon coming down here

in the middle of the night?

Yep.

Did you know the
Banyons very well?

Well, we say hello.

They're very friendly
people... both of them.

Are you sure there
was, uh, nothing else

unusual you saw that night?

No.

Chet came down and found
me about, oh, 3:30.

And well... then
we made up and went home.

OK.

Well, I may need to come
back and talk to you

guys again, if that's OK.

Oh, just fine.

Thanks.

Nice meeting you.

Bye-bye.

Point one, we got motive.

She was about to lose a
hell of a lot of money.

Point two, the timing
device, a cheap alarm clock,

had a 12-hour limit, which
means it had to be set sometime

Friday, at the most 12 hours
before the explosion, which

was Saturday morning, 10:00 AM.

Number three, Paula Banyon's
seen leaving the Banyon

boat Saturday at 2:00 AM.

And four, when she finds out
there's been an explosion,

does she act distraught?
Does she cry?

No.
She calls Mike Snow.

So what more does the
DA want from us, Miss

Wyman, a signed confession?

Well, Mr. Bandicci would
settle for the identity

of Paula Banyon's lover.

So then he would
prosecute, right?

- Well, actually...
- there is one

more thing that worries him.

What if Mike Snow makes
a case for suicide?

Oh, come on, guys.

Banyon was behaving a bit
oddly, wouldn't you say?

Since this lover
hasn't been found,

it might've been a figment
of his imagination.

I mean, what if the murder
was just an elaborate suicide?

It's not a chance.

Neil Banyon had been
meeting with his estate

lawyer for hours.

He'd been meeting
with him for days.

They were drawing up a
new will establishing

property ownership.

And the guy was all set to
sign these papers on Monday.

And you think he committed
suicide on Saturday?

No way.

What do you think, Rick?

Paula Banyon
murdered her husband.

OK.

I'll recommend we go
to trial on the charge

of murder in the first degree.

Let's drive ahead now.

Hey, Doug.

He won't tell us why..

But the real reason
I wanted to hear it

was for that.

Snow is not engaging enough.

So focus on that one.

Allrighty.

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, so what we're
going to have to do

is actually... here she comes.

Got a prepared statement?

Mr. Snow,
how much bail?

Is it over a million dollars?

Mrs. Banyon,
did you kill your husband?

No comment.

Mrs. Banyon, is
it true your husband

asked you for a divorce?
- No comment.

What's the
charge, Mrs. Banyon.

First degree murder?

Mike, I want to talk to you.

Wait a minute.
I want to talk.

I'll talk to him.

I'll talk to him.

Why didn't you
return my phone calls?

I've been busy.
I've been in court.

Yet you had plenty of
time to run around asking

insinuating questions
about me, most of them

damn close to slander.

Now, why didn't you
just come to me?

I've got nothing to hide.

Good.

I'll meet you in your
office in about an hour.

Mrs. Banyon?

Did you kill your husband?

I'm sorry about that back there.

Some jail lieutenant
probably earned a fast 10

bucks, letting everybody
know that you're

being released on bail.

It's all right.

It's over for now.

I thought you and Whitney
Ferris were friends.

He ignored you
completely back there.

He and Elizabeth
were my closest friends

until Neil told them that
I was cheating on him.

They haven't spoken to me since.

So what was he so
angry at you about?

Whenever I defend
someone on a murder charge,

the first order of
business is to find

a plausible alternative.

Whitney Ferris is my
plausible alternative.

Have you got anything
to back that up?

Well, he's Neil's partner.

They have frequent
differences of opinion.

And I don't have anyone
else who fits the bill.

If my defense
depends on your casting

Whitney Ferris as the killer,
then I'll be found guilty.

Why?

They were friends.

And they were more than friends.

They needed each other.

Paula, he's all I've
got at the moment.

So please, don't repeat what
you just said to anyone,

unless for some reason
you don't want me

to point the finger at Ferris.

Mike, I... I want
you to do whatever

you think is necessary.

If I had to spend one more
night in a snake pit like that,

I'd kill myself.

The thing that tipped the
scale that made the DA go

for murder one was the fact
that Neil changed his will,

and he was murdered
just hours before he

was scheduled to sign it.

Did you know anything about
him changing the will?

For God sakes, don't lie to me.

I should have guessed it,
I suppose, but I didn't.

Mike, Neil never told me that
he was writing a new will...

Never.

We're going to win this case.

You got my word on it.

You may cross-examine

the witness, Mr. Snow.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Mrs. Schofield, you and the
defendant were friendly,

were you not?

Yes, we were.

You had had lunch together
on more than one occasion.

Yes.

Yes, we have.

Now, on this particular
night in question,

uh, you said that
it was not dark

and that the moon
was almost full.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Now, here it is.

It's between 2:00 and 3:00 AM.

And here comes this
friend of yours alone.

She's walking from the
direction of her boat,

and you recognized her.

Isn't that your testimony?

Yes.

And yet, you didn't say a thing.

I mean, you didn't say,
hi, Paula, are you OK?

You didn't even say hello.

Now, wasn't that
because you weren't sure

it was Paula Banyon?

Objection.

The witness has already
testified that she

recognized the defendant.

Overruled.

The witness will answer.

But, Mr. Snow, I
can't answer your question.

For the life of me, I
really don't know why

I didn't say hello to Paula.

Maybe it was because
it was too dark

for you to recognize anybody.

Your Honor, I have here
the "Los Angeles Times."

I'd like to submit it
as a defense exhibit A.

Now, Mrs. Schofield,
if you'll note here,

this is the day in question.

The moon was not almost full.

As a matter of fact,
it was the final two

days of the last quarter.

It was just a sliver, a
very dim source of light.

I don't see how you
could've recognized anybody.

Thank you, Your Honor.

I have no further questions.

Any redirect, Miss Wyman?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mrs. Schofield, you
saw Paula Banyon

clearly enough that night to
know who it was, didn't you.

Yes, I did.

I truly believed that I did.

And at no time while you

were preparing Neil
Banyon's divorce action

against the defendant was the
name of this alleged lover

revealed to you?

Uh, Mr. Banyon chose
not to reveal who it was.

Now, as a divorce lawyer,
don't you find that rather

peculiar, Mr. Talbot?

Objection.

Calls for a conclusion.

Sustained.

I have no further
questions for this witness.

Yes, my partner and I
were assigned to the case

as soon as we were informed that
Neil Banyon's boat had sunk.

And you were
informed, were you not,

that Neil Banyon had
told the defendant

that he was divorcing
her because she,

quote, "had a lover"?

Yes.

Did you consider the
identity of the lover

important to the case?

Yes.

And you gave the matter
proper investigative attention?

Yes, we did.

Would I be correct
in saying you gave

it a great deal of attention?

Yes, we gave it a
considerable amount of time.

Come on now, Sergeant
McCall, didn't you

feel the identity of this lover
was important enough to have

a major bearing on the case?

We felt that it did have
a bearing on the case... yes.

Not a major bearing?

Your Honor, counsel is
badgering the witness.

Now, Sergeant McCall has
answered this question twice.

No, I think Mr.
Snow's intention

is both clear and proper.

I would like you to be fully
responsive to the question,

Sergeant.

We felt that it was
an important aspect

to the case, Your Honor.

Thank you, Sergeant.

So the jury can
therefore assume that you

gave a considerable amount
of investigative time

to this matter.

Correct.

But you never found this
alleged lover, did you?

No.

So to the best
of your knowledge,

there is no such
person, is there?

Objection.

Objection.

Sustained.

The jury will disregard defense
counsel's last question.

Thank you, Sergeant McCall.

And then Neil
broke down and cried.

And when he got himself
back in control again,

he told me that he
was divorcing Paula.

Did you ask him why?

Yes.

He said that he found out
that she was cheating on him...

That she had taken a lover.

Did you ask him
who this man was?

Yes.

But he shook his head
and said, Whit, I

don't want to talk to you
about him, not even with you.

So it was pretty clear
to you then, wasn't it,

that Neil Banyon knew
who this man was.

He said...

Objection.

Your Honor, she's putting
words into her witness's mouth.

Sustained.

The jury will disregard
the last question,

and it will be stricken
from the record.

Thank you.

You may cross-examine, Mr. Snow.

Mr. Ferris, you
stated that you

are Neil Banyon's business
partner in the firm

of Banyon, Ferris, and Company.

Is that correct?

Yes, that's correct.

Were you are also friends?

We were friends long
before we were partners,

and we remained friends until
the day someone killed him.

Did you ever quarrel?

Well, of course, we quarreled.

We were in business
together... very successfully.

Neil was very conservative.

I was very ambitious
and aggressive,

and they made for very
productive differences.

These were verbal
differences... uh,

heated discussions over policy?

Yes, that's right.

Do you recall
a heated discussion

that you had with Neil Banyon
on the afternoon of January 4

of this year?

No.

I mean, the... the date
doesn't ring a bell.

Really?

You don't recall a day in your
office when you and Neil Banyon

got into a knockdown,
drag-out fistfight?

Objection.

This material's not in evidence.

Overruled.

Did this event occur
or not, Mr. Ferris?

Answer the question.

Now, this was the one and
only time that our differences

went that far.

Mr. Ferris, where
were you on the weekend

Neil Banyon was murdered?

San Francisco.

I arrived Friday morning
and left Saturday noon.

You stay at a hotel?

Yes.

Alone?

My wife had planned
to come with me,

but she came down
with a sinus infection

and she had to cancel, so I
stayed only the one night.

So you, uh, slept alone
Friday night at a hotel.

Yes.

Do you have a license
to fly a small plane?

I object, Your Honor.

Now, this is pure obfuscation.

Overruled.

The witness will answer.

Yes, I have a pilot's license.

Were you in the Vietnam War?

Yes.

In ordinance, the department
having to do with explosives?

Your Honor, I
really must object.

This is unconscionable.

Sustained.

You've really gone far
enough with this line

of questioning, Counselor.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Getting back to your
earlier testimony,

you said under oath
just a little while ago

that you had verbal
differences with Neil Banyon

and only verbal differences.

I forgot, and that was
the one and only time.

That happened just
a short while ago.

It never happened before.

I forgot.

But you remember
it now, don't you?

Yes, I do.

And we quarreled
about two companies...

No, no, no.
Don't... don't.

Don't volunteer any information.

You answered my question.

I'm finished with your witness.

Any redirect, Miss Wyman?

No, Your Honor.

The witness may step down.

It's nearly 4 o'clock.

We'll adjourn till
9:00 tomorrow.

So much for those comments.

I wish I could talk...

Anything goes,
doesn't it, you bastard.

Whatever it takes to win, right?
Anything.

Are you crazy?

What do you care if
someone looks like a joke?

Knock it off, will ya?

Relax.

You want to press
charges on this guy...

No.
No, just let him go.

It's all an act...

An act.

See you later.

You going to be a good
boy if I let you go?

Yes.

But the man practically accused
me of killing my best friend.

So I lost my head, all right?

I'm sorry.

Come on, Elizabeth,
let's get out of here.

Mike Snow says
it was all an act.

Do you believe that?

I wouldn't believe
Mike Snow if he told

me that blue jays were blue.

Why didn't you ask
for redirect on Ferris

about that fight on January 4?

There's an old adage
in trial law, Dee Dee.

Never ask a question unless
you already know the answer.

When you told me you guys
didn't have anything for me

on that fight, I had
to drop the subject.

I'll find out about the fight.

For now, let's go
get something to eat.

Come on.

You don't have
to wait, you know.

The jury could be out all night.

No.

We have to wait to see
what the outcome is.

Hunter and I made a bet on it.

He went hog wild...
Bet a whole dollar.

So you still
think she's guilty, huh?

Yep.

Sorry about that, Esther.

I have to go with Mike.

His stats are 90, 14, and 2.

What do you mean 2?

There's no such thing as
a tie in a murder trial.

Oh, sure there is.

It's called a hung jury.

What makes you so sure
Paula Banyon's guilty, Rick?

Aren't you?

No.

I was before the trial.

I'm not now.

But you still are.

Why?

We got ourselves a verdict.

The clerk will read the verdict.

The defendant will please stand.

We, the jury, in the case of
the state of California versus

Paula Lorraine Banyon, Superior
Court case number 882-2452118,

in the charge of murder
in the first degree,

as defined in Section 187 of
the California Penal code,

find the defendant not guilty.

I was certain I'd never
have to see you again,

Sergeant Hunter.

Why are you here?

I know.

It's pretty crazy, isn't it?

I need to ask you a question.

And why should I answer it?

I'd like to forget the
ordeal you put me through,

and seeing your face
only reminds me of it.

Well, that really surprises me.

I... I would think
you'd do everything

possible to help us
find the person that

murdered your husband.

What do you want?

Tell me about the
fistfight your husband

got into with Whitney Ferris.

I don't know anything about it.

Well, someone told
Mike Snow about it.

Well, why don't
you ask Mike Snow?

Because I'm asking you.

I have no idea.

Ah.

Well, that's Mike Snow.

I called him when
I saw you drive up.

Oh, great, maybe I should
talk to him about a carpool.

What's the problem, Rick?

What are you doing here?

Working on the
murder case, Mike.

He came here to harass me,

to try to frighten me.

He thinks I killed Neil.

Any truth to that?

About the harassing, no.

But your client did
kill her husband.

What did he ask you?

If I knew anything about
the fistfight between Neil

and Whitney Ferris.

All right, all right, all right.

That sounds like a
legitimate question.

You told me you didn't, right?
- Of course.

Any other questions?

Not right now, Mike.

He's lying.

He thought I was guilty
from the first day

he came into this
house, and he is

never going to leave me alone.

Paula, whatever Hunter thinks
doesn't mean one damn thing.

There's nothing
he can do to you.

You've been tried and acquitted.

You could go on television...
Tell the whole city

that you killed your husband.

There's nothing Hunter or
anyone else can do about it.

I want a restraining
order... a court order

to keep that man away from me.

Paula, what is it?

It's that... that man... that cop.

Look, if you can't
keep him away from me,

I'll find someone who can.

Paula, did you kill Neil?

Now, if you tell me you did,
I'm forbidden by law and ethics

to reveal it.

Did you?

I already told you I didn't.

Yeah, I believed you then.

I don't believe you now.

So you think I'm guilty, too?

Are you?

Yes, I am.

Does it make you feel
any better to hear it?

No.

Make you feel any
better to say it?

Yes, Mike, it does.

John wants one of us
to go to San Francisco

to check on Whitney
Ferris's movement

on the night in
question, so I'll need

you to take me to the airport.

Well, why don't you
take me to the airport?

I'll go.

No, I'm going.

Well, I happen to
love San Francisco.

I know.

You know that, so I'll go.

I'll bring you back some of
that bread you like, all right?

We'll flip for it.

OK.

Heads I go.

Tails you go.

Fine.

Oh, Mr. Heads.

Why do I always fall for that?

I don't know.

Hunter, Homicide.

Are you sure about that?

OK, uh, I can get
right over there.

Thanks very much.

Forget San Francisco.

Grab your purse.

Why?

I'll tell you in the car.

Ray?

Yeah.

Get a hold of
Esther Wyman for me.

Tell her I need to talk with
her in the next half hour.

- Right, Hunter.
- Thanks.

Hang on, J.

What are you doing here?

I thought we agreed you go
home and get some sleep.

Yeah, that's right.

We did agree on that.

But instead, I have brought you
coffee, homemade chicken soup...

We're talking this is good...

Nectarine, banana,
and for me, chips.

You need nourishment, ya know.

Gee.

This soup smells great.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Mm.

How long has it been since she
turned out that bedroom light?

1:43, to be exact.

So that would make a...
Whoa, well, that's a whole

big 60 seconds here.

Right.

You know, while we
are, uh, sitting here,

she could, uh, be running out
the back door as we speak.

I don't think so.

She has no reason for that.

I wish I was as sure
as you were that, um, she

should have been found guilty.

Oh, she's guilty, all right.

And she will be
paying the piper.

Give me a chip.

Oh, god, I missed you.

I was going crazy.

So was I.

Let me help you with that.

I think I can do it faster.

I don't think so.

Were you followed?

No.

Why would anybody follow me?

Who is it.

Metropolitan Police.

Open up.

- It's Hunter.
- Oh.

F...

We don't have anything
to be afraid of.

He can't touch me, and
you were in San Francisco.

Go ahead, open it.

Hi, ya, folks.

What are you doing here?

You've got no right
to hound me like this.

Oh, I'm not hounding you.

I just have a warrant
for your arrest.

On what charge?

Murder.

Are you out of your mind,

or don't they teach you LA
cops about double jeopardy?

You have the right to
remain silent, Mrs. Banyon.

You, too, Mr. Ferris.

If you give up the right to
remain silent, anything you say

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

This is police harassment.

I am going to call
my lawyer, and I

will sue you and your
entire damn department.

You have the
right to speak with an attorney

and to have the attorney
present during questioning.

If you so desire and
cannot afford one,

an attorney will be
appointed for you without

charge before questioning.

Do you understand
each of these rights

as I've explained them to you?

I was already tried and
acquitted on that charge.

Are you crazy?

You can't arrest her for murder.

That was a different
charge and a different body.

You see, Dorothy Cardogus,
the woman in the other boat,

died suddenly last night
of a brain hemorrhage.

And this time, I
don't think we're

going to have any problems at
all proving Paula had a lover.

Do you, Mr. Ferris?

Uh-oh.

You know, I knew we'd
see this guy again.

Yep.

Ah, you two are full
of surprises, aren't you?

Yeah.

Always have... always will be.

But, uh, you aren't.

You know, I kind of
had a feeling we were

going to run into you today.

Oh?

And this time, I'm
betting against you.

All right, maybe I better
tell you something first.

I'm representing Whitney
Ferris, not Paula Banyon.

Why did you drop Paula?

Very simple...

I don't care whether my
clients are guilty or innocent.

That goes with the job.

But I do care whether
they're honest with me.

You know, I better go get
Mr. Ferris out on bail.

Excuse me.

So what do you want to do here?

You want to bet 20
bucks, 10 bucks, 5 bucks?

What do you mean?

Well, I'm taking
Esther on this situation.

No way.
Uh-uh.

I'll take Esther.
You take Mike.

I'm giving you Mike.

I don't want Mike.

I want Esther.

I'm not going to bet,
like... what do you...

Being a novice
better like you are,

I'd take Mike if I were you.

I'm not.
Uh-uh.

I'll take Esther.
- It's good for your...

All right.

I'm taking Esther.

OK, we'll flip for it.

I don't want to flip for it.
I'm telling you...