Murder 101 (2006–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Murder 101: College Can Be Murder - full transcript

[mysterious music]

[indistinct conversation and
laughing]

[ominous music]

[ominous music]

[panicky music]

[tranquil music]

- Hi Professor Maxwell.

- Hi!

- Hi!

- Hi Rona.

[moody music]



Whoa!

Stuart? It came.

A letter of recommendation from
Dr. Amundsen.

He loved all your articles.

The Dean of the Princeton School
of Architecture my friend.

If that doesn't get you tenure,
I don't know what will.

- Do you think this is enough to
convince

the other two members of the
committee?

- When they see the list of
recommendations

that you've got and the list of
journals

you've been published in

they can't turn you down.

I want to have copies printed
up.

- You're not gonna have lunch?



- Stuart, this University has

state of the art everything,

but I've had better food in
the army.

- Señor Maxwell,

it is a good day for you?

- Hi Octavio no,

not at the moment.

Have you seen a silver and black
bike?

- Uh uh no.

- I left it right here.

- You didn't chain it up?

- What, who'd want to steal an
ancient relic like that?

- Someone who needed a ride?

- Well, listen if you see it
would you let me know?

- Okay.

American Speed Streamer.

[moody music]

- Yeah, that can be arranged.

Have her bring her credentials
and I'll set up a meeting.

- Professor Coe.

- Dr. Maxwell.

- Well Jonathan,

seems your fame is spreading,

that was the local newspaper,

they want to do an article on
you.

- Camille, I'm not very

comfortable talking about
myself.

- It will be good PR for the
University;

they're sending someone
tomorrow.

- Let's get started,

Professor Lake will continue to
take notes.

- Okay, here are the final
recommendations.

As you'll see Dean Amundsen is
very very impressed

with Professor Evans's
articles.

- Articles yes but no books,

he's been here five years

and he has yet to publish a
book.

- Are you going to bring up

that old bromide about publish
or perish?

- It's valid criteria Jonathan
and you know it.

This university has to compete
for endowments

and in order to do so we've
got to be able to say

that we have the best and the
brightest in each field.

- Camille where do you stand on
this?

- I haven't made my decision
yet.

- Well, you know tomorrow is the
final vote.

- I appreciate your commitment
to Professor Evans;

I just don't want to be pushed
into anything.

- I have to go,

we can finish this tomorrow.

- I have to go too,

it seems the midterm test has
mysteriously disappeared

from the math department.

Three weeks as acting dean and
I'm ready for a sabbatical.

- Hilda, you've been taking
notes

on these meetings for weeks now.

You've read Professor Evans
articles there,

how do you feel about them?

- I'm not allowed to have an
opinion.

- Oh, Professor Coe's that
rigid is he?

- I'm in a subordinate
position to a very demanding
man.

And since I am not blessed with
tenure either

I don't want to say anything

that might land his boot on my
bottom.

- I got ya.

- But if it were up to me

I'd vote Stuart Evans tenure
in a minute.

- Good meeting.

[mellow music]

Hi Al.

- Hi Doc.

- You got a second?

- What can I do for you?

- I want to report a stolen
vehicle.

- Somebody swiped your car?

- No, my bike.

- Your what?

- It's a silver and black
two-wheeler,

about fifty years old.

So no hand brake, just the
pedals and a foot brake.

- Uh and you say somebody
actually wanted that?

- [proudly] It's an American
Speed Streamer.

- Ah ha.

I will put my best men right on
it.

- Thanks Al.

Listen put that down,

American Speed Streamer.

- Let's go somewhere.

- I told you I have a dinner
engagement.

- I thought you liked being with
me.

- Are you not getting enough
attention from Stuart Evans?

- Nothing's going on between
us.

- You seem to be spending a
great deal of time in his
company.

- I'm his T.A.

- Yeah, what else are you?

- Archer, are you in there?

[knock knock] Archer!

[knock knock] Archer!

- As you get older,

they get younger.

[ominous music]

- Professor Lake.

- Stuart. Why so formal?

- Tomorrow's the big day.

- Yes.

- Ah, that's not a very
encouraging tone.

- Stuart.
- I know.

The committee's deliberations
are secret.

Can you give me some hint how
the voting might go?

- You have a huge fan in Dr.
Maxwell.

- So it'll be two to one.
Against.

- Stuart.

I can't say anything.

- No,
I get the picture.

- Think of this as a wrong
number.

- I have a great many things I
need to say to you Muriel.

The least of which is that
it's over between me and that
.

- What do you want me to
do, applaud?

- I want to come home.

- I want a divorce.

- Okay, you're forgetting that
little pre-nup we signed.

If you divorce me you walk away
with an empty purse.

- I've gotta call you back.

- Don't bother.

- Mr. Rosovitch

- You use my daughter and you
throw her away.

- Mr. Rosovitch,
your daughter...

- I donate a lot of money to
this school,

and I can have you thrown out!

- Okay,

before you do that,

I want you to have a look at
something.

Take a peek.

- Somebody's blackmailing me
with those,

so if you're gonna get me
fired

I don't need to keep them
secret.

- If any of these get out,

you're a dead man.

[Dr Maxwell] That's the scene of
the crime.

- I thought you reported it to
campus security.

- I did but they weren't
terribly interested.

I'm putting you on the case.

- Why the big deal over a piece
of rusted metal

that's older than I am?

- Mike I'm a criminologist.

Somebody stole my bike.

I don't know who did it or
why.

It's a little embarrassing.

- Is that the only reason?

- Yeah, once a cop always a cop.

Well the truth is,

it was your dad's bike when we
were kids.

I wrecked my bike going down
Snake hill.

Hit a tree and ruptured my
kidney.

Your dad took me to the
emergency room on that bike.

You made that up didn't you.

- Not all of it.

[Stuart] Why are you doing this
to me?

[Professor Coe] I don't know
what you're talking about.

- You're determined to destroy
my teaching career.

- I've got a class alright.

- What did I ever do to you?

- Will you step aside?

- Ow.

- Ow!

- You are through here Evans.

I will personally see to that.

- Camille you know you're
gonna be the swing vote today.

- Jonathan...
- Camille we've talked
about this for weeks.

Stuart Evans own department
recommended him for tenure.

I... I just can't understand
what's holding you back.

- I don't have to justify my
vote to you.

- Of course you don't.

But you're gonna have to give
a reason,

why don't you try it out on
me.

- I doubt Dean Fletcher is going
to make

an early recovery from the
skiing accident.

He's got two broken legs and a
fractured collarbone.

A man his age doesn't bounce
back.

- And you think the trustees may
want

to bring in somebody to replace
him.

- I've worked my entire life
toward this;

I know I can be a credit to this
school.

- Archer Coe would be a valuable
ally. Wouldn't he?

- He has a lot of weight with
the trustees.

- So you wouldn't dare want to
cross him.

- Would you, if you were in my
position?

- Camille I would make a
decision

based on the merits of a
particular candidate.

- Shall we get down to it?

- Archer, Stuart

Evans has met every requirement
for tenure.

How in good conscience can you
vote against him?

- Who said I had a conscience.

All right.
Let's get this over with.

All those in favor of granting
Stu...

[gasp]

- Professor Coe.

Professor Coe! Are you alright?

- Archer? What,

what is it?

[ominous music]

- Call 911.

- Dr. Maxwell? Dr. Maxwell.

I'm Kelly Fogelle, from the
paper?

I was hoping to do an article on
you professor.

- Oh Miss Fogelle I'm not a
very good subject.

- I just want to follow you
around on a typical day.

- Believe me this is not a
typical day.

- He didn't make it.

- The EMT suspects a heart
attack.

Archer was being treated for
arrhythmia.

- Is the doctor going to do an
autopsy.

- Man dies of a heart attack,

why do we need an autopsy?

- Well, to rule out any other
cause.

- Jonathan, I don't want
anything to

appear out of the ordinary.

It was a simple heart attack.

We mourn the professor's loss.

- Would you clear them out.

[mysterious music]

- Hey Mike?
- Yeah!

- Say hi to Kelly.

She's doing an article on me
for the local paper.

- Hi!
- Hi.

- Have a seat Kelly.

Whatcha doing?

- Uh, checking my page.

I joined an Internet dating
service,

- Everyone's doing it Dr.
Maxwell it's the latest craze.

- Loves surfing,

walking on the beach,

and steak,
that cuts out the vegetarians
now doesn't it?

- Yeah, do we have to talk about
this now?

- No. No.

Anyway,

during the committee
meeting this morning,

Archer Coe collapsed and died
right in front of everybody.

- What?

- Yeah, and Camille Brewster was
just

a little too quick to call it a
heart attack.

- You suspect foul play?

- Foul play? Does anybody

but Sherlock Holmes use foul
play?

- You do.

- I do?

- Yes Sherlock, you do.

- Well, I'll have to listen to
myself

a little more carefully.

- So what else you got.

- Well, Camille's only been
Acting Dean

for about three weeks now.

I can see how maybe a cover up
might be in her best interest,

you know, no scandal within the
University while on her watch.

But if Archer Coe was murdered

there's a killer on the loose
somewhere.

And that's anathema to me.

- What got you interested in
criminology professor?

- Well, you know when I was a
kid I liked puzzles.

You know, putting things
together,

model airplanes,

and criminology is kind of like
that,

putting the pieces together.

Tea?
- No thanks.

- Listen I want you to go check
out that committee room.

- You think you'll find your
stolen bike in there?

- Ho ho.
- Do you offer your services to
the police?

- Occasionally, yeah,
sometimes they ask.

Forget about the bike,

this is a possible homicide.

- If you were going to murder
someone,

what would be your method?

- Well um in case I ever do
murder someone

I don't think I should answer
that question.

- What am I looking for in the
committee room?

- When Archer Coe died he was
eating an orange.

- And you think that's the
murder weapon?

- I'm saying there could have
been something in the orange.

- I'd rather be looking for
your bike.

- How do you spell anathema?

- I didn't say that, did I?

- Yeah.

Excuse me.

- Si.
- What are you doing?

- Cleaning.

- Why?

- Orders from Miss Brewster.

- Where's the trash?

- What kind of trash?

- The stuff from this room.

- You collect garbage?

[doorbell chime]

- Jonathan.

- Muriel, I'm so sorry to hear
about Archer.

-They said, it was quick and
relatively painless.

If you're gonna go I suppose
that's the way to do it.

- Yes.

May I come in?

- Now's not a good time.

- You're right.
I understand.

Muriel, something's burning.

- I forgot to open the flue.

- Okay, let me do it.

There.

It's uh, kind of a warm day
for a fire, isn't it?

- Now that Archer's gone there
are some things I no longer
need.

- Uh Muriel, you going to order
an autopsy?

- Camille said Archer died of a
heart attack.

- Well, that's just her
opinion.

- You think it was something
else?

- I don't know,
I don't think anyone would

unless they do an autopsy.

- I think we should let Archer
rest in peace.

- Don't you want to know what
he died of?

- Thank you for coming Jonathan.

- Yes.

- You're welcome.

- How do you explain that?

- I never meant for it to get in
the paper.

- Did you say it? In front of a
reporter?

- I thought we were having a
private conversation,

I didn't even think she was
listening.

- So, you're accusing me of
staging a cover-up.

-Camille, come on.
We've known each other
a long time.

The only thing I'm accusing
you of

is being hasty in insisting

that Archer Coe died of a heart
attack.

- Well that's not what it says
here.

- She quoted me out of context.

- Do you know what this does to
the schools reputation?

Not to mention mine.

- At this point, what can I do
Camille,

I apologize and I promise it
will never happen again.

- You can be sure this won't
happen again.

Good day Jonathon.
- Camille...

- I've got a mess to clean up
with the trustees,

and for the moment you still
have a teaching position here.

So please excuse me.

- Hi!
- I've got a bone to pick with
you young lady.

- You said I could observe your
class.

Did I misquote you?

- That is beside the point.

- You were talking in front of a
reporter;

at no time did I hear the words
off the record.

- You went for a cheap headline
and a sensational story.

- If a professor at this
University was murdered on
campus

you bet your life it's a
sensational story,

and it was my job to print it.

- That was a speculation.

- By one of the top
criminologists in the country.

- Forget the soft soap Miss
Fogelle,

it doesn't work like that.

- Prove your case Doctor,

I'll help you.
- I don't want somebody

I can't trust
following me around.

- I was just doing my job.

- Your job as you explained it
to me

was to do an interview about my
work,

not an expose of my private
thoughts.

- I'm sorry you feel that way.

- Good morning everyone.

- Good morning professor.

- Get away with
murder, anathema...

- Ewwww.

Gross.

- Huh! It's a hobby,

like snowboarding,

windsurfing.

- Yeah sure.
Ewwww.

- Hey!

Hey!

Come back here! Hey!

Once more into the breach.

Alley Oop.

- That's great for the ego.

You ask me to find your bike

and first thing I know

you're putting up posters

offering a reward for its
return.

- It doesn't hurt to cover all
the bases.

- Two hundred bucks?

- Sentimental value.

- Here, catch.

- You found it.

- After wading through a sea of
garbage.

- Let's get this analyzed.

- Oh and I saw some kid riding
your bike across campus

but I couldn't get out of the
dumpster fast enough to catch
him.

- Was it a student?

- Not unless he was a child
genius.

Couldn't have been more than
fourteen or fifteen.

- What would a teenager want
with something like that?

- Maybe he likes antiques.

Hey, I'm impressed.

- The study of criminology
isn't all dry lectures

and slide shows you know.

- You actually know what
you're doing?

- I certainly hope so.

[phone rings]

- Hello.

Hey Alana,
what a nice surprise.

Friday, uh yeah I think I'm
open.

Can I get back to you?

Great, yeah bye.

- Oh, you're starting to have
a little luck uh?

[phone rings]

- Hello?

Candice, hi! Friday,

uh I thought we were on for
Saturday.

Ah I see uh can you switch it?

Uh, no let me see what I can do.

I'll get back to you alright?

Yeah,bye.

- Well your cup runneth over
doesn't it?

Especially on Friday.

- My palm died

and I haven't had a chance

to program my blackberry.

I can't keep my dates
straight.

- Did you ever try a pencil
and paper.

[phone rings]

- Hello? Alana,

yeah I'm sorry I didn't get
back to you;

can we make it Saturday instead
of Friday?

Aww, hey how about a Sunday
brunch.

Yeah you're on.

See you then.

How we doing?
- I'm getting there.

You seem to be spinning your
wheel a little bit.

- Don't worry about me
everything is under control.

- Ah ha.

- You have something?

- My money is on digitoxin.

- Sounds lethal.

- Well it slows the pulse and

it retards the contraction of
the heart,

and it increases the flow of
blood to the heart

and the patient...
- ...has a heart attack.

- Well, now that we know that
Archer Coe was murdered

we don't have to go to his widow

to get permission to do
an autopsy.

[phone rings]

- Hello?

Gretchen!

Sunday?

Uh hold on.

Do you have a pencil and a piece
of paper?

- Yeah.

- You see Borimenes focused his
tortured mind

on the accepted methods of
architectural design,

as practiced by his model
Michelangelo.

But we'll get into this more
next semester.

- Stuart Evans.

- Yes, who are you?

- Stuart Evans, you're under
arrest

for the murder of Archer Coe.

- What?
- You have the right to remain
silent.

Anything you say can and will be
held against you in a court of
law.

- I don't understand.

- Now Stuart you have the right
to an attorney...

-This is a mistake.

- You just can't let it rest
can you.

- I didn't mean for that to
get in the paper.

Camille a man was murdered.

Now your head in the sand

attitude is not gonna change
that.

- The media is having a field
day Jonathon.

We're the lead story on every
newscast.

- It would have been a lot worse

if the school had ignored

a murder right on the campus.

- I'm having a meeting

with the trustees tomorrow at
ten o'clock.

And one of the topics under
discussion

will be your future here.

- Jonathan, last can of cat
food.

- Oh, uh make a note and stick
it on the fridge.

- Next to the thirty other
reminders?

- Then stick it on the cat.

- What are you doing?
Playing that Internet dating
game?

- No, I'm trying to find a
college

that is in the market for a
professor of criminology.

- Yeah those headlines didn't
sit too well with the acting
dean.

- The trustees weren't

exactly jumping up and down
either.

- What do you think about Stuart
Evans;

do you think he's capable of
killing someone?

- I really don't know Mike.

- He got pretty steamed at Coe,

even took a swing at him for
costing him his tenure.

Tell you the truth,

I never agreed with that tenure
business.

You can't be fired.

- Well it's something all
college professors try for.

It's a rough road too.

First your faculty has to vote
on you,

then it goes to a special
committee

that votes on that
recommendation.

That's the committee I'm on.

- Sounds like something worth
killing for.

- Yeah.

You look tired Stuart.

You need anything?

- A large dose of self-respect?

- Stuart, the newspaper said the
police

found a vial of digitoxin and

a hypodermic needle in your
apartment.

Do you have any idea how it got
there?

- No.

- What does your attorney say?

- Well I'll tell you when I
see him.

- He, he hasn't been here yet?

- He's a public defender.

I don't have the resources for
anything else.

- I'm gonna see if I can't
light a fire under him.

Mr. Lampton.

- That's me. What can I do for
you?

- I'm Jonathan Maxwell.

Stuart Evans and I are teachers
at the University.

I was just wondering why you
hadn't been by

to see him about mounting a
defense.

- How do I go about mounting a
defense

when the instrument used in the
murder

is found in the defendants'
apartment?

When he assaulted the victim

in front of at least a dozen
witnesses.

And when the victim was intent
on denying him job security.

That's motive, means and
opportunity.

- Maybe I'm missing something
here

aren't you supposed to be the
attorney for the defense?

- And as his attorney I'm
recommending a plea bargain.

Second-degree murder.

Fifteen to twenty-five,

with good behavior he's out in
ten.

- Ten years for a crime he may
not have committed.

- Hey, in today's criminal
justice system,

that's a bargain.

- Circumstantial evidence.

One of the most effective ways

for a prosecution to get a
conviction.

But how accurate is
circumstantial evidence.

Well, let's take a case

with which we're all painfully
familiar.

Stuart Evans.

As you know, Professor Evans is
charged with

murder in the death of Archer
Coe.

What evidence is there against
him?

- Well, what you could call the
murder weapon

was found in his apartment.

- Right.

- He had a violent argument

with Professor Coe the day

before he was killed.

- Witnessed by a bunch of
people.

- All right.

Let's examine this evidence.

First of all there were no
fingerprints

on the syringe used to inject
the orange

and none on the poison bottle.

- He wiped them clean.

- Well, if he had been careful
enough to wipe

the fingerprints clean would he
then

have been careless enough to
leave incriminating evidence

all over his apartment?

You know during the argument
Evans took a swing at Coe,

would you say he had a temper?

- Well he didn't turn the
other cheek.

- Would a person who uses his
fist

to settle an argument be so
methodical

as to inject poison into some
fruit to get rid of his enemy?

- He'd maybe run him down with
his car.

- I vote for stabbing.

It's up close and personal.

- There was no

eyewitness to his
injecting the needle.

And there was no DNA.

- So the police are still
looking.

- Well sometimes the police tend

to go after the most likely
suspect.

And it's that kind of a
mindset

that could put Professor Evans
on death row.

- Any questions?

- So what's the verdict
Jonathan?

You think Evans is guilty or
innocent.

- I think the man is being
buried

under a mountain of
circumstantial evidence.

That's what I think.

I'm concerned about that
lawyer.

I seem to be out of cat food.

- No, really?

- I'm sorry Samantha; I'll
fix you something real good.

You know the trouble is

that lawyer just wants to deal
him away.

- Hire a new lawyer.

- Can't.
No money in the till.

We're stuck with what we got.

And that's why I want to hire
you

as the investigator for the
defense.

I mean you'll get in there,

dig down and get the truth.

And listen.

I want to be treated just like

all your other clients.

You know no favors special
discounts

any of that just because of our
relationship. Okay?

- Yeah.

- What's your going rate?

- Five hundred a day plus
expenses.

- Five hundred uh dollars.

- A day.
- Plus uh,
- Expenses.

- Yeah.

How much you want me to
give you now.

- Why don't we start off with
a week's retainer.

- Is that a uh five day or seven
day week.

- Mike Bryant's Private Eye
never closes.

- Okay so that's uh...

- Thirty-five hundred.

- All right. Okay.

let's see, nice round
number.

- Well, I'll uh start first
thing in the morning.

- Okay. Uh listen

could you hold on to this for at
least a few days?

- See you in the security office
after your class.

- Right.

- Uh Jonathon.

- Oops.

See ya.

- Hi.

Hey.

That's my...

Hey kid,
kid wait,

that's my,

that's my bike.

You want a new bike.
Come on.

- Excuse me; there was a kid in
here

on a black and silver bike.

- Yeah, he wanted to know how
much

a set of brakes would cost.

- Brakes!
- You know the kind you work

from the handlebars.

- Oh, that'll ruin the whole
aesthetic.

That is a 1938 American Speed
Streamer.

Thanks.

- Herbie Saxe here.

- What are you doing here?

Who are you?

- I could ask you the same
thing.

- If you're looking for the
photographs

I destroyed them.

- You're a couple of flights
ahead of me here

and I'm not gonna chase you up
the stairs,

so uh why don't you just tell
me what you're talking about

and then we'll be on the same
floor.

- I'm willing to pay.

- All right. Let me take a run
at this.

Somebody was blackmailing Archer
Coe

with uh photographs of...what?

- You know darn well what;
my daughter.

- Easy, I'm a private
investigator.

All right?

I was hired to help in the
Stuart Evans defense.

I'm sorry I can't help you.

Excuse me.

- Sometimes this cat eats better
than I do.

- I can see your reminder system
is working as usual.

- Yeah, well as usual Samantha
is the beneficiary.

I'm surprised she doesn't
weigh a hundred pounds.

- Ooh, Samantha I'm sorry,

I didn't mean... kitty,
Samantha.

[phone rings]

- Mike would you get that.

- Hello.

- I have your bike.

Bring the reward money to the
campus parking structure.

Level G1.

Come alone and on foot.

- Hold on a second.

[caller hangs up, dial-tone]

- I'm a pretty popular guy,
who was that?
[doorbell]

- Ah...Wrong number.

- It's all your fault.

- Miss Foggel.

- They fired me.

All because of you.

- Me!

- You complained to the Dean

about my story,

she complained to my editor and
he fired me.

- Now now now.

Look, dry your tears,

have some breakfast with Mike
and me.

- I've got to run Jonathan.

Miss Foggel.
- Where you going?

- Busy day,
you know how it is.

- Would you like some pancakes?

- WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.

[doorbell]

- Zach! What's this?

- Feel like explaining yourself
to Dr. Maxwell.

- What's this all about?

- An enterprising thief who knew

there'd be a reward offered
for it's return.

- It's a good story but
that's not my bike.

- It's not?
- No.

Why Zach?

- I'm flunking math.

I needed the money for a tutor.

If I don't bring home the
grades

my parents are gonna skin me
alive.

- Why didn't you come to me
Zach?

- You're my criminology
professor.

- I happen to know a little bit
about math too you know.

Look I'll make you a deal,
take this thing back

where you got it and I'll
tutor you, all right?

- You will?
- Yeah.

As soon as I get this paint off
my hands.

And Zach, don't do this
anymore.

- No, yes sir.

- Excuse me,

I'm a private investigator,

I'm investigating a murder.

I wonder if you could help me
check

the inventory records for
digitoxin.

- digi...what?

- Digitoxin.

- You might want to ask Nancy,

I'm kinda new here.

- Digitoxin, you ever heard of
it?

- Sure. It's not something we
use a lot of.

- Could you check the inventory
for me?

- Yup.

What do you know.

Two vials went missing a few
weeks ago.

- Could you put together a list
of everyone

that was in the lab the week it
happened?

You're not gonna like this.

- Why not?

- Tons of people came in an out.

- Oh that's okay.

I get paid by the hour.

- Jonathan.

Some digitoxin mysteriously
disappeared

from the University Medical Lab
a couple of weeks

before it wound up in Archer
Coe's orange.

- I circled a familiar name.

- Danya Rosovitch.

- She was working in the lab the
day before

they discovered it was gone.

- Well, if we believe Stuart
Evans is innocent

then the motive can't be
revenge for blocking his tenure.

- Let's pull up the security
tape from the night

before he was killed.

- What other motive could there
possibly be

for premeditated murder?

Jilted lover.

Cheating husband.

Angry father.

- I just had a run in with that
guy in Coe's office.

- Yeah.
Valentin Rosovitch.

Danya's father.

Very heavy contributor to the
University.

- Somebody was blackmailing Coe
to the tune of five grand

a month over some photographs of
the professor

and Rosovitch's daughter.

- Boy, he looks loaded for bear.

I wonder if the bear was Archer
Coe.

- Fast forward a little.

There freeze that.

- Look at that.

She knew about the security
camera.

She obviously didn't want to be
caught on tape.

- Hmm.

Zoom in on that hand.

It's a lovely ring.

- That's a lovely ring.

- It's my mothers.

- I've seen it before.

- Of course you have, I never
take it off.

- No, it was caught on
videotape.

- What are you talking about?

- The visit you paid to Archer
Coe

the night before he was
murdered.

Actually the security camera
caught you.

Coming and going.

You tried to hide your face.

It seems now you were the last
person

to see Coe alive before he ate
the poison fruit.

Were you trying to enlist his
help to become permanent Dean?

Turn you down?

Maybe he wanted that job himself
that's right.

You said he had a lot of clout
with the trustees.

- If there's an accusation

floating around here Jonathan,

I'd think twice about voicing
it.

Careers have been ruined by a
lot less.

- There's a lot more at stake
here than careers.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Uh hah.
Nothing.

- This is a crime scene.

You're not supposed to be
skulking around here.

You've got to leave the
property,

come on let's go.

- I wasn't skulking,

I was investigating.

- Investigating what?

- I'm working with Professor
Maxwell.

On solving the Archer Coe case?

- What Archer Coe case? The
police arrested his killer.

- The professor and I don't
believe Stuart Evans is guilty.

- Oh you don't.

Do you have some I.D.?

- I left it in my other purse.

- All right then well you're
gonna have to tell

your theory to the real cops,
aren't you?

- Quite a workout.

Are you all right Danya?

- Of course.

- What happened in class the
other day,

what made you run out like that?

- Just the thought of, you know,
Professor Evans.

- Or the possibility that he
might be executed

for a crime he didn't commit.

- Look, Professor Evans and I...

I was his T.A.

We became very close.

Everyone on campus thought we
were having an affair.

- Well if that's true why
was your father in
Archer Coe's office

demanding certain negatives?

You were having an affair with
Archer Coe, weren't you Danya.

- What if I was?

- Did he think you were involved
with Stuart?

- Yes.
- He couldn't have been
too happy about that.

- It was an ego thing.

Stuart was younger.

Even in tweeds men are so macho.

- Could that be why Archer was
so

against giving Stuart his
tenure.

- He was so vain,

he thought he was God's gift
to women in the literary world.

- You're in pre-med, aren't
you?

- What does that have to do with
anything?

- The poison that killed Archer
Coe was

from the medical department.

- Wait, you aren't accusing me
of killing him.

- Well, someone had to have
access to the poison.

- It's a large department
Professor.

Lots of students and teachers
have access.

Go ask them.

[raucous music]

- I'm telling you what you
bet.

Why would I lie to you?

Listen. I'm here to make money
like the other guy.

But if I'm telling you
that's what you put in,

that's what you put in.

Hold on.

Hey, what's the over and under

on game seven.

[loud thud]

- I'll call you back.

Where's the lights.

Hey, the power went out.

- Forget to pay your bill
Herbie?

- Take 'em out,
take 'em out.

Come on let's go.

- All right all right all right
all right.

- Let's talk Herbie.

- Hold on.

Right.

It wasn't nice a ya giving my
name

to that Crime Commission
hearings.

- Doesn't look like it hurt
your business any.

Horse parlors,

loan sharking,

a little extortion on the side.

- I'm just trying to stay busy
you know.

- Yeah sure.

Archer Coe.

- I don't know who you're
talking about.

- I found your phone number in
his desk.

- I sell beer.

I'm in the book.

- Herbie even though I'm not a
cop any more

I can still cause you a
bunch of trouble.

- All right all right.

He's a degenerate gambler.

He's into me for forty large,
all right.

- That sounds like a good reason
for killing him,

make an example out of him.

- No. No.

If I wanted him dead I'd get
him beat

like hamburger meat you
understand me?

But a dead deadbeat don't pay.

Besides I'm waiting for him to
get an advance for his book.

- What book?

- Hey do I look like a man of
letters to you.

I don't know what he's
talking about.

- All right Herbie,

here's your fuse,

you can turn your lights back
on.

- Freak.

- We'll just have to create a
whole new set of problems

for the math mid-term.

I stand corrected Roger

as the head of the math
department

you'll have to create them.

Yes.

And this time try sleeping with
them under your pillow.

- You want to see me?

- Yeah. Have a seat Jonathon.

- How you doing Doc.

- Um, I had a visit from
Valentin Rosovitch a while ago.

He was attacked,

by someone who was ransacking
Professor Coe's office.

Do you know anything about that?

- Well uh, first of all you know
Mike Bryant

is the investigator on the
Stuart Evans case.

And secondly as far as I know
they merely exchanged words.

- Mr. Hinckley do you want to
tell him what you told me?

- I caught a young woman mousing
around

the building where Archer Coe
died.

If I hadn't stopped her

she'd have ripped off the
crime scene tape

and tried to get inside.

Does the name Kelly Foggel ring
any bells?

- She said she was working with
you on

and this is a direct quote
solving the case.

- I hardly know the woman.

- So she wasn't working with
you?

- No, of course not.

- And you didn't tell her to
snoop around the building?

- Oh absolutely not.

- How does it feel, to be
accused of something

you didn't do Jonathan.

[Danya] I've been through all
this with Professor Maxwell.

I'm pre-med I work at the lab.

- So no one else on this list
had any connection to Archer
Coe.

- Maybe the murderer forgot to
sign it.

Look I'm a victim here too.

Someone vandalized my car,

broke into my locker and
searched my dorm room.

- Show me.

- Fine.

- This a new lock?

- No.

Same one I've always had.

- Was it on there when someone
tried to break into your locker?

- Yeah.

- And nothing was taken?

- No.

- There's uh, no sign of
forced entry.

Are you in the habit of keeping
your doors unlocked?

- Just the opposite.

All the girls on this floor
borrow anything

that isn't nailed down.

- Any extra keys floating
around?

- Nope.

- Was anything taken?

- No.

You don't believe anything
I'm saying do you?

- It's getting harder by the
minute.

- Get out.

- Thanks for the guided tour.

[mysterious music]

[doorbell]

- Detective?
- Uh Chambers.

May I come in doctor?

- Yes, come in.

- There was a report of a
prowler,

when the desk sergeant heard
that it was Archer Coe's house

he uh, he called me.

We found her in the backyard.

- What were you doing there?

- I wanted to interview Mrs.
Coe.

See if her husband had any
enemies besides Stuart Evans.

- And you don't think we did
that?

- It never hurts to be thorough.
- Uh.

- You still haven't explained
what

you were doing in that woman's
yard.

- There weren't any lights on
in the front

so I went around back to see if
there were any there.

I didn't want to disturb her.

- She said she was working on a
case with you

and what I would like to know
is, what case is that?

- No case, I'm just trying

to help Professor Evans mount a
defense.

- Ah.

- Great.

That means there won't be any

more nightly excursions

into people's backyards,

she either stays here with you
or in jail.

No snooping.

- Definitely not.

- Good. Want to make that
unanimous Miss Foggel?

- Kelly.

- All right.

- Well doctor good night and
good luck.

- I'm sorry this happened
detective.

Won't happen again.

- Huh.

- Don't look at me that way.

I was just trying to do my job.

- You don't have a job.

You got fired, remember.

- I've got student loans I'm
still paying off.

I need a job.

And how many do you think I'm
gonna get

when they find out I got fired
from my last one.

- Exactly. The only way I'm
gonna get my job back

is to break the story of the
real murderer,

and if that means climbing over
fences

and looking in windows that's
exactly what I'm going to do.

- Kelly, I'm going to make a
deal with you.

- What kind of deal.

- If you'll promise me not

to do any more investigating on
your own,

and I manage to crack this case,

I promise you,

I'll give you all the details
first.

Okay?

- That's an awfully big
promise.

How do I know you'll keep your
word?

- How do I know you'll keep
yours?

- All right.

But just remember.

I'm putting all my eggs in
your basket.

- That reminds me,
I'm out of eggs.

I better write that down.

[door buzzer]

- You're expecting someone?

- Only you.

[door buzzer]

- Aren't you gonna see who it
is?

- It's probably somebody
selling something.

Girl Scout cookies, raffle
tickets.

Just ignore them. They'll get
tired and go away.

[door buzzer]

- Uh Mike, I..

I can't concentrate with all
that going on.

I'll just I'll just send
them away.

- No,

I'll do it.

Just...

- Hello?

- It's me.
- Oh Jonathan.

Hold on I'll buzz you in.

It's uh just an old friend.

He uh, won't be here long.

- Okay, I'll get ready for
round two.

- Very stylish.

They new?

Kelly's in the car.

Figured she couldn't get far
without these.

- Candace!

- Well this nice man

held the gate open for me,
I didn't know we were

going to the same place.

- She said she was going to
surprise somebody.

- Surprise surprise.

- Well aren't you going to ask
us in?

- Well aren't you going to
invite your friends in?

- Who's that?

- That sounded very possessive.

- You know when you think about
it this is all

pretty funny, actually.

Someday we are gonna have such a
laugh about all this.

Huh huh.

- Is she the reason

you are always switching our
dates around?

- His uh hand died,

his palm,
palm died,

and he couldn't program his
blueberry...

- Blackberry.
- Blackberry.

- Jonathon please,
stop helping me?

- I thought you were seeing me
exclusively.

- That's what I thought.

- You're welcome to him.

- Alana...

- I don't take leftovers.

- Candace...

Jonathan this had better be
good.

Now what did you do,
solve the murder?

- No no.

- Find your bike?

- No.
- Come just to ruin my life?

- I think I just saved it.

Look, Michael,

I can't keep confiscating her
clothes.

- Send her on her way.

- Well I'm afraid if I let her
out of my sight

she's gonna go off on her own
and foul everything up.

If you could just take over for
a little while?

- Oh no thank you.

Obviously I have enough women
trouble.

- I mean just when I have a
class.

I'll keep my eye on her the
rest of the time.

'Kay?

- It's not like I have
anything else to do.

- You better get that strawberry
fixed.

- Just go, Jonathan.

- I'll send her up, okay.

- Yeah.

- I gave Dr. Maxwell my word,

but now you're babysitting me.

- Just so you know,

I have handcuffs.

And I'm not afraid to use
them.

- You wouldn't dare.

- Don't test me.

- Just what I've always
wanted.

A gentleman with handcuffs.

[light music]

- Watch your step.

Ladies first.

- Sit.

Hey Merv.
- Hey Mike.

- Keep an eye on her for me will
you?

If she tries to run break her
legs.

- Right.

- Hey Frank.

- Hey Mike. What do you say,
what do you know?

- Listen I ran into an old
friend of yours the other day,

Herbie Saxe.

- He's no friend of mine.

- Well he's back in business.

The same old stand.

- Michael, why are you telling
me this,

I'm not in Vice anymore he's
their headache.

- He might be involved in a
murder.

- Yeah? Who's?

- He was Archer Coe's bookie.

He was into Coe for a bundle and

I figured maybe you could
squeeze him a little.

See what oozes out.

- Trust me Mike we got the guy,
it's a non-case.

Whoever's paying you you're
stealing their money.

- I haven't cashed that check
yet.

- Well take my advice,

cash the check.

You call me and we'll get a
beer.

- You're on,

see ya.

- Where is she?

- I don't know,

did you check the loo?

- Ah Merv I asked you to keep an
eye on her.

- Your cuffs broke?

- Kelly, you better be washing
your hands because I'm coming
in.

- AHHHHH! Get out.

Get out you creep.

- I'm sorry

I didn't see anything I swear.

Where did you go?

- I was thirsty.

- Oh. I thought maybe you uh...

- What? Split? Took off for
parts unknown?

I told you I gave Dr. Maxwell my
word.

- Okay.

Sorry.

[jazzy music]

- Hey,
hey kid wait,

hey kid,

hey, wait a minute I wanna,

I wanna talk to... kid...

- You again.

- The kid with the silver and
black bike.

- Yeah he was just here.

- Oh man, well,

what was it this time.

- Racing wheels.

- Oh. Kids have no respect for
tradition anymore.

Did he leave a name,
phone number,
anything?

- Nope.

- Racing wheels.

- So, how long have you known
Dr. Maxwell?

- He and my father were best
friends.

- Were?

- He died.

A long time ago.

- And Professor Maxwell?

- He kind of took me under his
wing.

- Surrogate father?

- Practically the real thing.

- Nice story.

Not about your father dying.

- I know what you mean.

Are you sure you want to do
this?

- If I want to catch the kid on
my bike

I've got to get in shape!

- Okay.
- Oops.

Whew.

Where's Kelly?

- She's out buying a new
mixing bowl,

for you.

- You're gonna let her run
loose like that?

- She gave me her word.

That's good enough for me.

- So what about Coe's bookie.

Should we put him on our list of
suspects?

- I'm not sure.

A poisoned orange just seems way
too sophisticated for him.

He's more of a break your legs
kind of guy.

- So uh let us start at the
beginning.

Who brought that bowl of fruit
into the committee room?

- Well it was there when we
arrived for the meeting.

- Well how do you know the
poison orange was meant for Coe?

- He had one everyday; it was
like a ritual with him.

- Who else besides the committee
knew that?

- Well it was no secret.

The man loved oranges.

- You're not helping me narrow
this down.

- You know Danya Rosovitch was

having an affair with Coe.

- It would have been very easy
for her

to get access to that poison
through her pre-med course.

- You know the way his wife tore
out of his office

the night before he was killed

she obviously caught them
together.

- Yeah she was also adamant

about not having his body
autopsied.

- You know Danya's father was
not too happy

about the affair either.

- My daughter.

- Or those pictures of her and
Coe.

You know, Camille Brewster was
awfully quick

to call his death a heart
attack.

- I'm not ready to write off
Stuart Evans yet either.

- What about that book he
supposedly wrote?

- All we have is the word of his
bookie.

- I mean if it were true where
is it.

- And what does it have to do
with his murder if anything.

- Okay.

I think that's enough.

How far did I go?

- Two tenths of a mile!

- Wow! You know something?

I feel faster already.

[officer] You get about five
minutes. All right chief?

- Holding up okay?

- I'm all right.

- Stuart did you hear anything
about a book

that Archer Coe was writing?

- All I know is his past
reputation as a literary lion.

- The man was a sensation

when he first came to the
University.

He published this book,

So Ends Our Night,

critical acclaim best sellers
list and all.

And then, nothing.

- You know what they say,

- Anybody can write a first
novel,

it's the second one that's a
killer.

That's an unfortunate choice
of words.

- Okay be right back.

- Why do I always have to wait
in the car?

- Because people might not want
to talk

in front of a reporter.

I made that mistake.

- And I got fired.

- Bring something to read next
time.

I hate this car.

Brake.

Oh.

- I'm not just going to sit
here in this car.

- A new book?

Oh he threatened
to start one every year,

but that's all it ever was.

A threat.

- You sound bitter Muriel,
angry.

- He was a sham.

A phony.

Resting on the praise for his
first novel.

- They said it was brilliant,

innovative, classy.

- It was a fluke.

For his second novel he could
never get past the title page.

And boy did he have titles.

"On Dangerous Ground."

"Hellfire."

"Dark Night."

And my all-time favorite,

"Cornered".

Seemed to sum up where he was
creatively.

But did that stop him from
pontificating about his
greatness.

At breakfast,

at dinner,

in bed.

To his students,

faculty,

the guy selling oranges on the
freeway off ramp.

- If he were telling the truth

can you think of any place he
might have kept the manuscript?

- I've been through all of
Archer's papers,

there was nothing resembling the
germ of an idea

much less a full-length novel.

- What were you uh

burning in the fireplace when I
dropped by earlier?

- Why are you standing in my
living room

watching me guzzle scotch and
asking all these questions?

- I'm trying to get to the
bottom

of your husbands murder.

- Oh. And you think I was
burning his new book.

Why would I destroy something
potentially valuable?

Valuable providing it was any
good that is.

- Maybe it was out of
vindictiveness.

Because of his affair with Danya
Rosovitch.

- She was the last in an endless
line.

If the others didn't affect me
why should she?

- The straw that broke the
camels back?

- It would have to be an eight
hundred pound straw.

I don't break that easily.

- No, I don't think you do
Muriel.

- So. If you're through
hinting

I might have killed my husband.

I'd like you to leave.

- A disgrace!

- I'll bring them back up.

- How, by sleeping with another
professor?

Two F's,
one D,

the rest C's.

- They're not even finals,
they're midterms.

- You are looking for more
garbage?

- Thanks, I already bagged my
limit.

Is this a private brawl or can
anybody throw a punch?

- That's all you care about.

- This is none of your business.

All he cares about are my
grades,

not my life,

my happiness,
my well being.

- Not true.

- Just a bunch of A's

on a worthless piece of paper.

- I want you to be someone.

Make your mark in the world.

- He even gave me a Russian boys
name, Danya.

- Strong name.

One you should make proud.

- No, one to make you proud.

My daughter the doctor.

You know what,
I'm sick of this.

I didn't even want to get into
medicine in the first place.

I only did it to please you.

- Let her go, give her a chance
to cool off.

- You always stick your nose in
where it doesn't belong?

- Those negatives you were after
in Professor Coe's office.

Did you kill him to get them and
then come up empty?

- You push and push.

Always pushing.

Careful someone doesn't push
back.

- What are you up to?

- Five miles in three minutes.

- Not bad.

Truce?

- Why?

- I took a look at your car.

That wasn't vandalism,

one broken window.

Whoever did it was looking for
something.

- All the stuff in my glove box
was on the floor.

- So uh maybe I was wrong to
doubt you.

Listen this isn't the most
delicate question I've ever
asked.

But ah,

do you think your father
is capable of killing Professor
Coe.

- I know,
I'm sorry.

Somebody was blackmailing
Professor Coe.

Obviously about his taking up
with you.

You have any idea who that might
be?

- Somehow I never thought of
blackmail as funny.

- It is if you're the
blackmailer.

- I don't follow.

- I was blackmailing Archer.

- About your affair with him.

- He was using his considerable
influence

to make sure I had good grades
in all of my classes.

Once our affair ran it's
course

he'd stop and I'd get the
grades I deserved.

You see the effect it had on my
Daddy.

- Made him angry.

That's understandable.

- Angry enough to start cutting
off my allowances.

So I figured the best way to
still live the life

that I was accustomed to was to
blackmail

the man that would have it taken
away from me.

Pretty cool huh?

- Way cool.

Especially for someone your age.

- You can add calculating to it
if you'd like.

- It was on the tip of my
tongue.

- Learn from the best.

Dear old Dad.

- Did you hear anything about
Coe writing a novel?

- I not only heard it,

I read it.

- How come nobody else heard
about this book?

- Arch wanted to blindside the
world.

He started writing it when we
got together.

He liked to think I was his
muse.

- How so?

- It's about a philandering
college professor

who had multiple affairs with
his students.

Until he met this ravishing
nineteen year old pre-med
student.

She captivated his heart to the
point

that he decided to leave his
overbearing wife.

The pages were brilliant.

It was written with white heat
passion.

- Where is it?

- He was always very careful
about showing me

the complete manuscript.

- How many copies were there?

- As far as I know only one.

- And he didn't store one on
his computer?

- He tried using a computer once

and then one day he pressed the
wrong button

and it erased everything he had
written.

- What about a publisher? He
didn't get one?

- Arch was in the process of
deciding which house to go to.

Till then, it was under lock and
key.

- You don't know where.

- He wouldn't tell me.

Kept it as some giant secret.

Enjoyed teasing me with a few
chapters here,

a few chapters there.

He really was a sadist.

Boy that sadist could write.

[tire squeal, engine roar]

- You all right?

- I think so.

- Hi.

- Hi. Thank heavens they finally
took that police tape down.

- All those months of hard work
and we end with a flopper.

-Yeah. It doesn't seem real
does it.

Something wrong with your leg?

- Oh I started exercising

I think I pushed it a little too
hard for the first time.

You were close to Dr. Coe.

- I worked in his department/

- So you weren't friends.

- Strictly worker bee.

That's me.

To Prince of Letters.

Guess who. Can I get you
something there?

- No, I'll just tough it out.

Hilda did you know about his new
novel?

- Well he made rumblings about
starting one for years.

But it never got past the
talking stage.

Too bad.

He had a great deal of talent.

- So you think it was all talk

just to keep up the appearance
he was still writing.

- Well when you publish a novel
that gets rave reviews

and sells over two hundred
thousand copies

in hardcover in the first year
at the University,

you're a star.

Fast track for tenure.

Everyone thought he'd publish
again.

In a year or maybe two years.

- You know it's kind of funny
in a way

he had the last laugh.

He got his tenure,

became the head of the English
Department

and just rested on his laurels.

Pretty good hat trick.

- I even offered to co-write
with him,

but he never could get past that
initial fear of failure.

Now he'll never fulfill that
promise.

- Did you like him?

- What's not to like?

He was vain,

opinionated,
verbally abusive,

one minute he could be praising
you

about a brilliant syllabus and
the next

berating you for being stupid
and careless.

Talk about split personality.

Ours, not his.

- Professor Evans file.

- Someone else who may never get
a chance

to fulfill his promise.

- Oh no.

Do you believe in reincarnation

'cause I must have done
something bad

in my previous life to deserve
you.

- You were afraid I was going to
drop a dime on you

so you had one of your goon's
try and run me down.

- That's not my style.

If I wanted you dead you'd a
been stone cold

twenty four hours ago,

- If not you then who?

- Come on I know twenty people

that want your name on a
headstone.

- Thanks for the tea and
sympathy.

- Bryant.

Your little deadbeat Archer Coe
is all paid up.

He's off the list,

paid in full.

- What did he do
write you check

from the grave?

- Cash.
Paid in full.

- Who? Who paid off Archer
Coe's marker?

- What do I know?

An envelope of green

shows up on my doorstep

with no return address,

what am I gonna do argue? As far
as I'm concerned,

the book is closed.

- Be careful.

[mysterious music]

- Tell me we're making some
progress.

- Our killer is pretty clever.

Hasn't given us much to go on.

- Here's a newsflash.

What if Stuart Evans really did
do it?

- In that case we're spinning
our wheels.

- More like we're stuck in the
mud.

- Patience is a virtue.

- Not when your rent's past
due.

- Hey my bike! Come on!

Hey stop!

- It's a bike!
You're chasing a bike!

Tell me does this have something

to do with the murder?

- It's amazing what a turn on
the treadmill

will do for your stamina.

He won't get away this time.

- Okay.

- Ah ha! I've got you,
you little thief.

Where's my bike.

Is this where you keep all your
loot, in here?

- Octavio, you?

- Señor Maxwell!

- Does he belong to you?

- My son Alfredo.

- Why did he steal my bike?

- A surprise.

- It certainly was a surprise
but why?

- To fix it up.

Make like new.

For your kindness in getting my
daughter into school here.

You did that.

- Oh.
Maria.

Yeah she was a very bright
student.

I just wrote a letter of
recommendation.

- This is my thank you for all
you did.

- Oh.

Octavio.

I'm touched,
thank you.

To tell you the truth I'd like
to keep the bike like it is.

Memories,
you know.

Means something to me.

- Si.

I didn't mean to make you
trouble.

- Oh no no no no trouble.

I thank you for the trouble you
went to.

- Smile.

- I don't think what happened
last night was meant for me.

- Are you saying someone was out
for me?

- We were the only two out there

when that car came roaring at
us.

- But who?

- That is what I'm asking you.

- Muriel Coe was pretty angry
about me and her husband.

- You know the person that tried
to run you down

has to be the same one that's
been going through your things.

- First I thought it was my
father.

You know trying to get evidence

about my relationship with Arch.

But then I realized that
wasn't his style.

He doesn't sneak around.

He gets in your face and
threatens and

yells until he gets what he
wants.

- All right.

Let's rule out your old man
for the moment.

- I wonder.

- What?

- If the killer thinks you have
Coe's manuscript...

- I already told you I...I'm
positive there's only one
copy.

But even if I had it why is it
so important to the killer.

- Maybe there's something in
it that points to the killer.

And he or she wants to destroy
it before it's found.

In any event,

be careful crossing the street.

'Cause I have a feeling,

I don't think our killer's
through with you yet.

- That's a cheery thought.

[ominous music]

- I'm now putting Herbie Saxe
on our list of suspects.

- Saxe, why?

- Maybe the money

he got to clear Coe's debt

was really a payoff for killing
him.

- Well stranger bargains have
been made.

Which brings up the next
question.

Who stands to gain financially
from Coe's death.

- I talked to Coe's attorney.

There was a pre-nup.

That left Mrs. Coe out in the
financial cold if they divorced.

- You know I saw Muriel burning

a copy of that in the fireplace.

- She didn't think his lawyer
would have a copy?

- I don't know, maybe she was
optimistic.

- Anyway, was it coincidence

or just good timing that she
took out a

three million dollar life
insurance policy

on dear old hubby three months
before his death.

- Has the insurance company paid
off yet?

- Not yet but until someone is
convicted of the murder

they're not parting with a
dime.

- If she didn't get the
insurance money

where'd she get the cash to
pay off Herbie Saxe?

- I like your question,

got an answer to go with it?

- You know there just might be.

You think you could persuade Mr.
Saxe to make a phone call.

[mysterious music]

[knocking]

- I assume you're Herbie Saxe.

- The one and only.

- How'd you know I paid Archer
Coe's gambling debt?

- Actually it wasn't me.

It was them.

- You have just crossed over a
line professor.

I will take up your suspension

first thing in the morning with
the trustees.

- Relax.
- Will you also tell them where

you got the money to pay Mr.
Saxe there?

You know my guess is the
University emergency fund.

How were you going to pay them
back Camille?

Maybe invent some emergencies
that gobbled it up.

- Jonathan.

- You know you have to tell the
trustees.

Unless Mr. Saxe here wants to
give you your money back.

- Don't do this.

- How did you know about Coe's
gambling debts?

- He wanted to borrow money from
the school

and I pressed him for the reason
why.

He just blurted it out

he said this man would
physically harm him.

- I don't need this.

And I'm not giving the money
back.

- What made you zero in on me?

- I doubted anyone else would be
interested

in Archer Coe's gambling
debts.

But if it got out he was a
degenerate gambler

that would be a black eye on the
University

and on your watch.

You thought if you gave Mr. Saxe
the money

gambling would never come up.

- Well unless she murdered Coe

it doesn't bring us any closer
to the killer.

- Well no just the opposite

it puts us right on the
killer's doorstep.

[dramatic music]

- If I was going to hide a book
where would I put it?

Bookcase.

All right which one of you
babies wouldn't anybody open?

You got my vote pal.

- Ooh I am good.

- Boy this teaches me something.

- What's that?

- You're never too old to
blush.

- Hot stuff huh?

Devious motives,

you need asbestos gloves to turn
the pages.

And all recognizable characters.

There's a chapter in here

on an absent-minded criminology
professor.

- Now that we have it,

what do we do with it?

- Wait till the killer discovers
it's missing.

[ominous music]

[frightening music]

[panicky music]

- Drop it.

- Sorry to ruin your career as
an author Hilda.

- It was a setup.

You knew I'd come.

- Archer Coe's manuscript was

your ticket to academic stardom,
wasn't it?

Published book. Critical
acclaim.

And of course, tenure.

He taunted you just enough

to let you know that he felt he
was back in form again.

- So somehow you got in his
office

after he left and you found the
manuscript.

- As you read it

you realized how brilliant it
was

and so unlike anything he'd
written before.

I mean no one would have ever
guessed

it was written by the same
person.

- And publishing it under his
name

would go a long way to having
you replace him

as the head of the English
Department.

- All you had to do was maneuver
Evans and Coe

into a public argument.

- That accomplished you were
free to poison the orange

that Coe ate habitually at every
meeting.

- But there was one little
glitch in your plan.

Coe told you he'd let Danya
read the manuscript,

she was the only other one who
knew it existed.

- Then you began to worry.

Was there maybe another copy in
her possession?

So you went through her locker,

went through her dorm,

you even broke into her car.

- Still.

No manuscript.

So then you thought well maybe
there is only the one copy.

That's when you realize you
had to get rid of Danya.

Because she could expose you as
being a fraud.

- It was you behind the wheel of
the car.

- He was a mean vindictive man.

He refused to put me up for
tenure.

He kept hinting that I could
lose my position

any moment he felt like it.

- Well I think after what he put
you through

it was only poetic justice that
his book

would get you the one thing he
wouldn't let you have.

Tenure.

- But I don't understand

how you knew it was her

and not someone else I mean they
all had motives.

- Well the process of
elimination Kelly.

Camille Brewster was only
interested in protecting

the good name of the University.

That and becoming Dean of
course.

- Danya's father wasn't
interested in Coe's book.

Just his daughter's
reputation.

- And Stuart Evans was in jail

when the attempt was made on
your life.

- Yeah but Muriel Coe could have
still poisoned her husband,

published the book in his name
and

made a fortune off of being his
widow.

She was always my first choice
so why was she eliminated.

- The combination lock on your
gym locker.

- It wasn't broken it was
opened.

You see Muriel Coe didn't have
any access to the combination.

But a faculty member could go
right to the security office

and get it.

- And your dorm room lock
wasn't forced,

which meant somebody had a key,

which also said faculty.

- That old bugaboo,

publish or perish.

It's been the downfall of many
a career,

but none so deadly as yours
Hilda.

[dramatic music]

- Read the byline.

- Congratulations Kelly.

- It wouldn't be there if it
weren't for the two of you.

- We're gonna go out for a
victory dinner tonight,

why don't you join us.

- No I believe in the old adage,

three's a crowd.

- Wish I could say we'll miss
you.

Come on,
I'll walk you to your car.

- Oh uh and Mike,

I have a no cancellation policy

so if one of your other women
needs to switch things around,

don't try it with me.

- Trust me I have learned my
lesson.

I cancelled the Internet dating
service.

Way too complicated.

- Good.

- Not as exciting,

but definitely safer.

- Safe can be good.

- Jonathan.

- Stuart.
- I want to thank you.

I've been reinstated,

and once the dust settles

I'll be up for tenure again.

- This time you're going to
make it.

- I really appreciate what you
did for me.

- You deserve it.

- The car's looking good.

How's it running?

- Running good.I made the last
payment.

- Come on in a minute.

- All right.

- I want you to have this Mike.

- Ah no Jonathan.

- You know something,

your dad would have wanted you
to have it.

- Uh, well thank you Jonathon.

I promise I'll keep it just
the way it is.

- I know you would.

Listen now that the case is
closed,

make out your expense report and
I'll write you out a check.

- That won't be necessary.

- Hey Mike.

I insist.

- Jonathon, speaking of your
retainer check.

- What about it?

- It bounced.

- Bounced?
- Bounced.

- Bounced!

- That accounts been closed for
over a year.

- That's why I haven't been
getting any statements.

- Forget about it Jonathon.

- Thanks Mike. Appreciate it.

- You bet.

- Want to take a little spin
around?

- No, no I don't.

I'm a little hungry though.

- Yeah. Me too.

I can rustle up something.

It's a quiet neighborhood,

good place to ride a bike.

- Yeah, I just bought a house.

[soothing music]