Quincy M.E. (1976–1983): Season 5, Episode 8 - Nowhere to Run - full transcript

Melissa!

Stay away from me!

Not on your life!

He pushed her over all right.

Did you know
Melissa was pregnant?

The younger girl,
how old is she?

Fourteen.

You'd better move fast.

Sounds like she took
over her mother's role.

You can't keep turning
your back on the truth.

I put on blinders and didn't see



what you didn't want me to see.

What is it? Uh-oh.

I just found a motive.

If it wasn't your baby Melissa
was carrying, whose was it?

Gentlemen, you
are about to enter

the most fascinating
sphere of police work,

the world of forensic medicine.

Melissa! Melissa!

Stop! Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

I want you to disturb the body as
little as possible when you bring her up.

Bill, take care of
these for me, will you?

Sure, Doctor.

Ed, include reference points. I
want to make sure of the perspective.



Right. That's not for me.

What did you find?
It's all in a day's work.

Well, some of the
bruises on the girl

may have happened
before the fall,

possibly a struggle.

Well, that fits
with what we got.

He pushed her over all right.

You have a suspect?

Yeah, the kid in the car.

He gave us a call and
said she committed suicide.

Very cooperative for
somebody you suspect of murder.

That's the perfect cover.

You said yourself she had more
bruises than sustained from the fall.

Yeah, but that was a
statement, it wasn't an indictment.

What's his story?

Well, he said she called him
at two o'clock in the morning

and they went to an
all-night restaurant.

Brill went to the
restaurant. It all checks out.

So what are you going to
charge him with? Telling the truth?

There you go. You get so
impatient. Will you let me finish?

Now, we got two witnesses
that says that the boy and the girl

were in the restaurant having
a knockdown, drag-out fight.

Then they got thrown
out of the restaurant,

they continued out
in the parking lot.

Guess by the time they got
up here, it got out of hand.

I will say one thing,

she put up a heck of a fight,
the kid's got terrible bruises.

You mind if I see
him for a minute?

No, go on. Sure.

But be prepared for a song and
dance about suicide prevention.

Come on out here, son.

I'm Dr. Quincy. I'm with the
medical examiner's office.

I'll take care of
those scratches.

I'm all right.

The lieutenant told me
that you said she jumped.

What's the difference? No
one's gonna believe me, anyway.

This is going to
sting a little bit.

What did you and she
fight about in the restaurant?

The same thing we've been
fighting about for the past month.

She went on about
saying if we didn't

get married now,
we might never do it.

I said, I have to
finish school first.

The thing was, we reached
an understanding about it.

Then last night she just
started all over again.

She asked me to
drive her up here

and we'd sit and
talk things out.

And... And then
she went berserk.

What are you doing?

I want to see if what I find under
your nails belong to Melissa.

You don't believe
me either, do you?

Son, I'm the best ally you have.

At least I don't disbelieve you.

Yet.

A rock killed her.
She really hit hard.

When the skull hit the rock, it
stopped, but the brain kept going.

Then it bruised on this
side, then it bounced back,

hit on the other
side of the skull

giving this opposite
bruise here.

Coup, contrecoup.

The external abrasions
and contusions

are consistent with a fall also.

Yeah, but that
hillside didn't do this.

These bruises
encircle both wrists.

Somebody had a
strong hold on her.

What did you find?

The tissue from under his
fingernails came out blood type A,

just like hers.

Thanks, Mark.

It really doesn't
prove anything.

The boy admitted there
was a violent struggle.

What it doesn't say is which one

was intent on her
going over the edge.

And you believe the kid?

Yes, I do.

Sam, am I losing my objectivity,
my professional distance?

Come on, Quince. You
know better than that.

From what you told me
about the conversation,

it just occurred to me that your
gut reaction was that he's innocent.

Yes, it is.

I mean, there's nothing
scientific to back it up

but I just can't believe
that kid is a murderer.

Well, let's see
what we can find.

Uh-oh.

What is it?

I may have to eat my
words. I just found a motive.

I can see Monahan tightening
the noose around that's kid's neck.

Why?

Melissa Watson was three,
possibly four, months pregnant.

No, no, no. You're
overlooking the facts.

It's obvious that
the girl's pregnancy

is the motive for
Monahan's suspect.

All I am saying is that evidence of
a struggle is not evidence of murder!

You're talkin' out of both
sides of your mouth at once.

These bruises could
have been caused

by trying to restrain the
girl from killing herself.

Could they have been
aggressive marks?

Yes, they could have been.

All I'm saying is that I think
the guy made her pregnant.

Then he broke
under the pressure,

which we knew she put him under.

Quincy, now listen.
I told Monahan

that your report is forthcoming.

Oh, thanks a lot. Sure.

Anything else in her system?

No, no drugs.

The tox screen was all clear.

The Watson family is
here to view their daughter.

Ed's bringing the body down now.

Okay. Excuse me, gentlemen.

Mr. Watson, Mrs. Watson.

This is our daughter, Cathy.

I'm Doctor Quincy.

There's no need for
your daughter to be here.

She can wait out in the hall.

Oh, please Dr. Quincy.

I would like Cathy to be here.

Cold as it seems,
she better know.

It's a dangerous world out there

and I don't want to
lose another daughter.

All right, Ed.

That's our Melissa.

Mr. Watson,

how well do you know the boy
that's in custody, Jeff Cavanaugh?

Well enough to hope that they
put him away for the rest of his life.

He's the kind of boy I tried
to protect my daughter from.

The Cavanaughs have been our
neighbors for the last three years.

How long were
they going together?

They met in a school
play. About a year ago.

Do you mind if Cathy
waits in the hall, please?

Honey...

Mrs. Watson, did you
know Melissa was pregnant?

Melissa?

Dr. Quincy, are you sure?

I'm afraid so.

I didn't know.
She didn't tell me.

She told me.

What?

She wanted to tell you,
but I wouldn't let her.

Dr. Quincy, my wife has
not been too well lately.

I didn't want to
burden her with it.

Besides, I was trying
to take care of it...

By getting her to marry Jeff?

Why not?

He was responsible.
He was the child's father.

There's no doubt in your mind?

Absolutely none.

Did she want to marry Jeff?

I insisted on it.

I guess maybe I shouldn't have.

I was hoping that she'd
make something out of the boy.

I even offered him
a job in my company.

As it turns out, I was wrong.

Please understand. I'm
trying to get the whole picture.

Did Melissa
socialize a great deal?

She wasn't promiscuous,
if that's what you're asking.

Dr. Quincy, I'm getting the
feeling you're trying to protect Jeff.

No, it's just that
none of our tests

have given us
anything conclusive.

Then there's nothing
to prove his innocence.

Nor his guilt.

It's all circumstantial, so far.

That's like saying the
Great Wall of China

is made of bricks,
but try knockin' it down.

He give you anything
more to go on?

Well, I would say one thing
for the kid, he's consistent,

but his story doesn't
make any sense.

I'm beginning to
believe you're right.

Hey, I knew one day I'd get you.

Roll up your sleeve,
Jeff, I need some blood.

Why don't you save yourself the
trouble? The blood's going to match.

She fought me like a tiger.

How do you know she just
wasn't trying to get away?

How do you know she
wanted to kill herself?

Because she told me!

And she proved she
meant it, didn't she?

Did she?

What's the use? Everything
I say, he turns around.

How long have you
and Melissa been lovers?

We never made love,
if that's what you mean.

Come on, kid, you're not talkin'
to your Sunday school teacher.

I didn't say I didn't
try to talk her into it.

Melissa hated sex.

We know she was
pregnant when she died.

That's impossible.

Mr. and Mrs. Watson said
Melissa named you as the father.

I don't believe this.

Melissa was so scared
her father would find out

I couldn't even
kiss her good night.

I swear, I never
went to bed with her.

What about the father's plan
about getting you two married?

I never understood that.

For over a year, my
name was mud with him.

Then, all of a sudden, it's
"Daddy wants us married."

Now I know why.

Melissa gets pregnant, and
I'm going to get her off the hook.

I still can't believe
she saw someone else.

Look, kid, you're
a loser both ways.

Your girlfriend makes it with
another guy, you get jealous,

you get mad, you
throw her over the ravine.

I didn't even know she
was pregnant until now.

I still don't believe that.

Listen, why don't you guys get
out of here and leave me alone.

I mean, you don't believe
a word I say, anyway, right?

I want to believe
you, Jeff, I really do,

but you've got to give
me something more.

Something to clear away the fog.

I've told you and the
police everything I know.

I swear, it's all the truth.

If it wasn't your baby Melissa
was carrying, whose was it?

Blood type B.

Same here. That's what I
got from under her fingernails.

Yeah. The scratches on
his face were made by her.

Just when I have you figured
out, you turn it around again.

Do you think he's
innocent or guilty?

Innocent.

But you just said that...

Sam, I'm not talking about what I
said, I'm talking about what I feel.

Oh, that's spoken
like a true scientist.

Well, sometimes scientists get
hunches and they act on them.

No, no. I don't
appreciate anybody

working for me
counting on hunches.

Do you realize where science would
be today if we didn't act on hunches?

Yeah, well, for one thing,
further ahead, I'm sure. No, no.

We wouldn't have immunization,
we wouldn't have the light bulb,

we wouldn't have
heavier-than-air flight,

but I don't have time for
philosophical discussions right now.

Sam and I have to go on a
short excursion on our lunch hour.

That is, if you don't mind.

Oh, thank you for asking,
I really appreciate it.

But since you do ask, I do mind.

I'd rather have the findings on
the Bernbaum case right now.

Well, you're going to
have them, right after lunch.

See why I never ask?

These scratches and bruises
sure show signs of a struggle

but they don't tell who
was struggling with what.

These scratches indicate that
she was trying to get away from him.

Yeah, but for what reason?

To throw herself off
the way the boy says,

or to keep from being thrown
off the way the father says?

That's pretty tough to determine

because once you're over the
edge, it's pretty much the same.

Look, Sam, see that
swirl? I been noticing that.

With a high heel I
think it was made.

I'm going to be the
girl... Mm-hmm. Right.

You catch me as I go, stop
me, but get me right away.

Get behind me.

Okay, now. Go ahead.

See that, Sam? Now
the pattern matches that.

Mm-hmm.

Now there's skid
marks. You pull me hard,

as though she was backing
up and you try to prevent me.

All right.

Look at the mounds of dirt. See?

It's building up in front
of my toes. Mm-hmm.

Right.

Now she evidently got stronger,
because his footsteps are over the mound.

Yes. Yes, they are.

Sam, I got to tell
you, everything here

points to the fact that he
was trying to restrain her.

The real proof is over there.

All right.

Here's where the answer is, Sam.

You be the girl...

Be careful, all right? Right.

And you try to
pull away from me.

All right, go ahead.

That's it, Sam.

Remember, it was a
depressed skull fracture.

It had to come
from a sharp object.

That's the only sharp piece
around here. The rest is all smooth.

Coup, contrecoup,
that's how it all happened.

I'm going to tell you something,
I want to see Monahan

because now a
hunch is a big piece

of conclusive
evidence. Let's go.

You know, everything you
say is very impressive, Quincy,

but don't bank on it
convincing a judge and jury.

Why not?

Because I don't think it's ever
going to get to court, that's why.

'Cause your boy has confessed.

Mmm.

He what?

Well, almost. He
ran out. Jumped bail.

How could he skip bail?
The hearing's not until Friday.

Well, no one can find him.

And he's surely not going to
walk back into this hornet's nest.

That's why he ran
away, for goodness sake.

Yeah, well, I'm going to
find him and I am going to

bring him back. What
do you think of that?

You know what I think?

I think you're whistling Dixie.

That boy's underneath a rock
and he ain't going to come out.

Maybe, and maybe not.

Boy, you don't give up, do you?

Not when I look at
those who do. Here.

Fatso.

If I had any choice
in the matter, Doctor,

I'd rather lose my bail
money than my son.

I know you feel Jeff is
innocent, and so do I.

I wouldn't be here
if I didn't think so.

None of this would have happened

if Melissa hadn't
tried to force Jeff

into a premature marriage.

It wouldn't have been
right for either of them.

I tried going over it with her
father, but he refused to discuss it.

Did you know
Melissa was pregnant?

No, not until the
police told us.

It wasn't Jeff.

I know it.

My boy is no saint, Dr. Quincy,
but he's no liar either.

He was very frank about
his relationship with Melissa.

They weren't lovers.

Do you know if she
had other boyfriends?

She must have. She must
have kept it a well-hidden secret.

Certainly her father never would
have encouraged them to come by.

Why do you say that?

Watson's an old
fire-and-brimstone puritan type.

The kind of authoritarian
figure she might rebel against?

I wouldn't go that far.

She was very
devoted to her family,

especially close to her father.

After her mother's illness,
she did just about everything.

After school, she
practically ran the house.

I guess Cathy will
inherit that burden now.

It sounds like she took
over her mother's role.

She had to, and she
never complained.

She was a wonderful girl.

That's why I could
never understand

why she wanted to
make trouble for Jeff.

I know that if Jeff comes
back, I can help him.

I just want to talk to him.

Here's where my boat is at
the marina. Thanks for your time.

Cathy, I'm Dr. Quincy,
remember me?

Yes. You examined Melissa.

Can we talk?

Sorry, I have to get
home and help with dinner.

Just a couple of minutes.

Okay.

Were you and your
sister very close?

I guess...

I mean, did you talk and
exchange secrets, things like that?

We used to.

We used to have really good
times, like at the fun park.

I was so scared
of the roller coaster,

I thought I was
going to throw up.

Melissa would just
laugh and tickle me

and I'd forget how scared I was.

Well, what happened,
things changed?

I don't know. She changed.

It was like she wasn't
the same person anymore.

I mean, she'd sit around
for hours acting sad.

Sometimes, she'd get real bossy,

like she was my mother,
telling me what to do.

Did your parents
notice the change?

I know Dad did, but
he didn't say anything.

Did you talk to him about it?

I tried, but she wouldn't
let me get near him.

It was weird.

Did she have any boyfriends?
I mean, besides Jeff?

Not that I know of.

Well, Dad didn't even like
him coming to the house.

Thank you, dear,
for being so honest.

Dr. Quincy,

I'm sorry Melissa's dead.

I really am.

I know you are.

Come on, I'll walk
you to the door.

Dr. Quincy! I saw you
through the window.

I was visiting the Cavanaughs
and I saw Cathy at the bus stop.

Would you like to
come in for a cold drink?

Oh, I'd love it. Thank you.

Well, Doctor, beer? A soda?

A soda would be fine. Thank you.

Would you mind getting
Doctor Quincy a cold soda?

Sure, Dad. Mom,
Doctor Quincy is here.

Hello, Doctor Quincy.

Mrs. Watson.

I'm something of an invalid.

Arthritis?

Yes. Please sit down.

Oh, thank you.

Yeah, we're getting
to that age, Dr. Quincy.

Lorraine with her cane and
me with my dialysis machine.

I noticed it, the shunt.

Kidneys are gone. But
that's enough of that.

Would you like to stay
and have a bite with us?

Oh, I'm sorry, they said
they couldn't deliver today.

I'm really sorry. We
could have cold leftovers.

I couldn't stay anyway.
Thank you very much.

Melissa certainly had this house
organized. She did everything.

I could go down
and get it, if you want.

Oh, would you, honey?

Sure.

I'll give you some money.

Be back in a flash.

She's trying so hard
to fill Melissa's shoes.

Jeff and his parents say they didn't
know that Melissa was pregnant.

What would you
expect them to say?

Is it possible that
he wasn't the father?

No. No, that's not possible.

Please understand. I
have to ask these questions.

Is it at all possible that your
daughter committed suicide?

Absolutely not.

Sometimes kids keep
things from their parents

and the parents are too close
to it to see everything around.

Dr. Quincy, I don't
care what that boy says,

Melissa had everything
to live for, believe me.

I knew my daughter. You've
got to take my word for that.

Oh, I do, Mr. Watson, I do.

But you have to understand
that, as a medical examiner,

I have to take Jeff
Cavanaugh's word, too.

Oh, it does my heart good
to see a growing boy eat.

Boy, it's been a long
time since I've had

homemade
blintzes, I'll tell you.

And homemade strawberry jam.

I'm a sour cream man, myself.

Go ahead and
try the jam. Try it.

Okay, okay.

The secret's in the orange
rind. It gives it a kind of a zing.

Mmmm!

Terrific! I'll give
you the recipe.

That's the least I can
do since you've driven

out all this way just
to eat my blintzes.

Well, to tell you
the truth, that's not

the only reason I
came-out to see you, honey.

You're kidding.

Very funny.

I'm working on the
Melissa Watson case.

Isn't that the one where her
boyfriend pushed her off the cliff?

Yeah, but I don't
think he did it.

She was pregnant, wasn't she?
And he didn't want to marry her?

That's what her father
told the newspapers.

But you don't believe it.

No, I don't. I...

Could I have a couple
a more blintzes, please?

Sure. But if you keep eating

just to avoid telling me why you're
really here, you're gonna burst.

Okay.

I've got a hunch.
Now don't tell me

scientists shouldn't
get hunches.

Touchy, touchy.
What's your hunch?

I don't think it's his baby.

Then whose?

Look, first I have to tell you.

You know I'm not a psychiatrist

and I'm not an
expert on this matter,

but everything that I've
read on the one hand, fits.

But on the other hand,
it's very hard to accept.

Now, I want you to understand, I'm
not accusing anybody of anything, right?

You think she was
carrying her father's baby?

What?

Her father's baby.

You think she was
carrying her father's baby.

How did you know?

Oh, come on.

Quince, you didn't come out here

because I make the
best blintzes in town.

You came out here
because you know I run

the only incest treatment
center in the city.

That wasn't too
hard to figure out.

Now, come on, sit down and eat.

Okay. But like I said, Harriet,

I'm not accusing
anybody of anything

like what we're talking
about, you know.

Will you cut that out!

What's the matter?

You're a doctor,
a man of science.

You see the results
of violence every day.

And if you can't say the word
incest without choking on it,

how do we expect the
average person to deal with it?

Quince, don't you realize
that incest is rampant

and epidemic, and
always has been?

Do you know that there are
25,000 cases reported each year,

and do you know many go unreported?
Try a hundred times that many.

I mean, we're talking
about something

that affects one
out of ten families.

Why is it so difficult for
people to talk about incest?

Because it threatens our most
precious institution, the family.

See, what most
people don't realize

is that incest feelings
are in all of us.

The feelings are normal. What's
not normal is to act them out.

Now, don't holler, okay?

But, I mean, it's very hard to
accept it in that respectable family.

This respectable family?

Yeah.

Do you know that right
now I'm treating families

where the father is a physician,

an attorney, a police
officer, a college dean?

See, all the old myths
are finally being shattered.

You know, we sound so much
alike. We get so worked up.

I know.

But three out of
four of these kids

are going to have severe
emotional problems.

Now and as adults.

I'll go heat up the coffee.

You make it sound
like there's no hope.

Oh, no, there's lots of hope.
That's what keeps me going.

With the right
kind of counseling,

there's tremendous
healing for the whole family.

And not only that, once
treatment is initiated,

the recidivism rate
is less than 1%.

There's no other
crime on the books

that has such a low repeat rate.

Only 1% repeat? I mean, if
it's brought out into the open?

That's the key, if it's brought out in
the open. Now, tell me what you've got.

I've got a puritanical father,
I've got a distant mother,

I've got a daughter who was
forced to take over the role of his wife.

A lot of classic elements.

I got a lot of hostility
toward the younger sister.

Has it ever occurred to you that
it may not have been hostility?

That maybe the older girl

was trying to drive
her younger sister away

to protect her from her father?

Why didn't she just tell her?

She was scared.
Kids feel very helpless.

They also feel
they are to blame.

They're afraid that they're
not going to be believed

and if they are believed, they're
afraid they're going to be hated.

They're afraid of
breaking up the family.

The coffee is ready.

If you don't mind, I've
got a million things to do.

Of course not.

Thank you, Harriet.

For what? The
blintzes or the lecture?

No, for caring so much.

Quince,

the younger girl,
how old is she?

Fourteen.

Ooh, there's a lot of jeopardy
there. You'd better move fast.

Okay.

Dr. Maslin.

How do you do, Dr. Quincy.

Dr. Asten told me to expect you.

I would like to talk to you
about Kenneth Watson.

Yes, I just sent the
family condolences.

Would you like to sit down?

Thank you.

A terrible thing, what
happened to Melissa.

I understand the boy's run away.

Yes, he has.

I'd like to see Mr. Watson's
medical records.

Medical records?

Forgive me, Dr. Quincy,
if I'm a little shocked.

I'm sure you're
aware of the privileges

accorded a
patient-doctor relationship.

Yes, I am, and believe
me, under normal conditions,

I would never ask a
fellow doctor to violate

what I agree is a
sacred confidentiality.

What?

What if I were to tell you
there may be certain particulars

in your patient's
medical history

that could be
instrumental in saving

that boy from a
false murder charge?

I'm sorry, but it doesn't
make any difference.

The information is privileged
and you, as a doctor, know that.

But, I must say, I don't see
anything in Kenneth Watson's chart

that could have any bearing
on that boy's guilt or innocence.

I was hoping we could
work this thing out,

as a matter of mutual trust
and professional respect.

You see, I'm not
going to let go of this.

And there is a
law in this state,

anyone who was mandated
to report child abuse

and doesn't do it is committing a
crime. And I come under that mandate.

Child abuse?

Child abuse in general,
incest in particular.

Do you know what you're saying?

Yes, I do.

I've know Ken Watson
for the last eight years.

He's always been a good
father. The best of fathers!

I don't know what information you
have, Doctor, but I know you're wrong,

and acting very irresponsibly.

Dr. Maslin!

If I told you Kenneth Watson
ran away with his secretary

and his company's
funds, you'd accept it,

even though it's not in
keeping with his character,

because there is
no taboo on that.

Do you think that
incest does not exist,

or do you think it happens to
other people in other places?

How many cases of child abuse do
we miss because we wear blinkers?

Now, it's not going
to happen in this case.

A young girl is dead, a young
boy is up on a murder charge.

I want to know, are you
going to help me or not?

What do you want to know?

Watson is under
dialysis treatment.

I want to know
specifically for what?

Polycystic renal disease.

His kidneys are all but gone.

That's what I needed to know.

I hope you're wrong about Ken.

So there's no history of this
disease in your entire family?

Thank you very
much, Mrs. Cavanaugh.

I've got the fetus ready, Quince.
What do you expect to find?

Proof that Ken Watson
is the father of this child.

How you gonna do that?

The medical history.

He's on dialysis because of his
severe polycystic renal disease.

Wow. That could be bad.

I've seen kidneys so full of
cysts, they're the size of footballs.

Yeah, well, in this case,
they've been removed.

But it's a heredity
condition, and it's dominant.

Now, I checked
the girl's kidneys

and there's no
trace of the disease.

And I just checked
with the boy's mother,

there's no history of the
disease in the boy's family, either.

So if the fetus shows
signs of the disease,

there's only one person left that
the disease could've come from.

That's right. Ken Watson.

But Quince, even if
Watson is the father,

he still might not
have passed it on.

Doesn't always happen.

Yeah.

But there's a 50% chance he
would. I'm betting my hunch on that.

And if you lose the bet,

there's no way we can
prove the incest theory.

Nothing, Sam. Nothing!

I was so sure. There's nothing
in those kidneys that proves it.

We've done everything
possible, Quince.

Yeah, and came up empty-handed.

You know what the DA will do with
our findings at tomorrow's hearings?

Jeff doesn't stand
a chance as long as

they think he
fathered that child.

Where are you going?

To talk to Mrs. Watson.

It's about time somebody
broke down the wall of silence,

before it collapses
on another child.

Were you really
close to Melissa?

Not as close as I
would like to have been.

She never confided in me.

She was closer to her father. I
guess because she was the first born.

Cathy's mine. Cathy and I
have something together.

Aren't you afraid of losing her?

What do you mean "losing her"?

You can't keep turning
your back on the truth.

What truth?

The truth about why
Melissa committed suicide.

She did not commit
suicide. She was murdered.

That's another truth you
keep turning your back on.

You know deep down in your heart

who's responsible for her death.

I want you to leave.

How can you turn away
from what's going on?

Dr. Quincy,

do you know what it's like to be
totally dependent on other people,

to live in fear that
everybody will walk out on you

and you'll be alone, helpless?

The need to survive
is a remarkable thing.

You can watch someone you
love, someone who loves you,

slowly turn away
from you in disgust.

You can watch your own
longing turn into fear and bitterness

and do nothing about it.

Please.

Don't abandon Cathy
the way you did Melissa.

You must speak out.

You have to stop
being the silent partner.

Hundreds of years
of scientific progress,

millions of dollars in
the latest hardware,

we can't tell who
fathered that child.

Let's go back to the Dark Ages.

It's too bad the genetic
defect we were tracing

didn't show up in some more
developed part of the fetus,

like the heart.

Oh, but I guess it
would be something

like looking for a coin
under a street lamp,

'cause the light's better, even
though you dropped it someplace else.

Sam, you know you're
a very smart man?

Maybe we should have looked
someplace else besides the kidneys.

Where else do you look
for a kidney disease?

Sam, the kidneys are one
of the last organs to develop

because the fetus
doesn't need it,

it gets rid of its wastes
through the umbilical cord.

But the pancreas and the liver are
needed early, so they develop early.

Would those organs
show signs of the disease?

Of course. It's only
called a kidney disease

because that's
where the cysts hurt,

but you can find
them in the pancreas,

you can find them in the liver.

And a more developed organ
would have a better chance

of showing signs of the disease.

And if we find it in
the liver or pancreas,

it would be just as conclusive.

Of course.

Okay, I'll do the
sections tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Oh, Sam, we don't have that kind
of time. The hearing's tomorrow.

Well, even if we started
first thing in the morning,

we couldn't possibly
analyze the tissue samples

in time to enter it as evidence.

Who said anything about
first thing in the morning?

Oh, Quince! You know
how tedious a job it is?

Have you any
idea what time it is?

I don't know about
you, but I'm exhausted.

That's why we're not going to
do it. I'm going to call Richard.

This time of the night?

I'll make him an
offer he can't refuse.

What?

No, Ken. Not this time.

I was just checking on Cathy,
I thought I heard a noise.

No more lies, Ken.

I've already sacrificed one
daughter. I'm not going to do it again.

You're not going to get in
this room. Not now. Not ever.

What on earth are
you talking about?

I am talking about our silent
conspiracy. Our little deceit.

You put up with a cripple,

and I put on blinders
and didn't see

what you didn't want me to see.

It's not going to be
that way anymore.

I can't figure out what's
going on in that mind of yours.

I've got nothing to hide.

Make a fool of me.

Look, I have heard enough
of your oblique accusations.

Please, Ken.
Melissa was pregnant.

Stop, now! For Cathy's
sake, stop the lies!

Lies?

All right, you want the truth?
You're going to get the truth!

Whenever I needed warmth,
understanding, you turned from me.

Whenever I needed
companionship, you rejected me.

You made my life
lonely and empty.

You're blaming me?

You wanted the truth.

If you wanted the warmth and
companionship that I couldn't give you,

why didn't you go
someplace else for it?

It would have been so easy.

You're an attractive,
successful man.

There must have been so many
women you could have turned to.

I'm not going to listen
to any more of this.

Why?

Why our own child?

She looked up to you as a god.

I always wanted to
protect my children.

I never knew I'd have to protect
them from their own father.

This ought to be
enough for Richard to do.

Do you have any
idea what time it is?

Can't you see that
Sam is asleep?

That's what we
all should be doing.

All right, hate me.
You want to hate me?

Makes you feel better? Hate me!

I'm pressed for time. The hearing
is this morning at ten o'clock.

What are you and Sam going
to be doing while I'm working?

We're gonna go home,
try and get some sleep.

And you expect me to stay here?

I'm doing it for you.

For me?

Yeah. Well, you're the one that
wanted the three-day weekend

to go backpacking with Rosalind.

Rochelle... Rosalind. Rochelle.

I'm the one who
can get it for you.

Who got you the
assignment in Hawaii,

where on the sand,
you found Matilda?

Maxine!

Maxine, Matilda,
what's the difference?

I'm the one that can get
you these assignments.

As a matter of fact,

there's an assignment
coming up in Hawaii

where you can find on
the sands another Maxine,

but, of course, if you're
tired, I understand.

Why don't you go... No, no, no.

No, listen, I don't
want to impose.

I'd be happy to do it.

Are you sure? Here's what
you have to do. Here's the tissue.

Sam, it's time to
wake up and go to bed.

Good. Oh, hi, Richard.

What did he promise you?

A three-day weekend, or
an assignment in Hawaii?

Oh, am I glad to see you.

What time is it?

2:30 in the morning.

Where've you been?
I've been waiting all night.

Trying to prove your innocence.

Is there a chance?

If we get the results we're looking
for, we'll have absolute proof.

Hello?

I think I got what
you're looking for.

Meyenberg complexes,
like out of a textbook.

Thanks, Richard.

See you in the courtroom.

Good. Quincy, how are you?

Hey, where's Mrs. Watson? She's
not here. He said she wasn't up to it.

Thanks. I'm going to
see you on the stand?

Don't be too rough on me now.

Mr. Watson, may I talk
to you alone, please?

Why? It's clear you're
on the boy's side.

I want you to know what
I'm going to say on the stand.

It'll effect your
wife and child.

All right.

I have scientific evidence
implicating you with Melissa's death.

Exactly what is it that
you have against me?

I have evidence pointing
to you fathering her child.

Look, Dr. Quincy,

I'm a civilized, educated man.

I'm the president of a
corporation with 600 employees.

I've received dozens
of commendations

for my contributions
to this community.

They'd laugh you out of court.

Oh, I don't think
anybody will be laughing.

Do you hate me so much, that
you'd distort the truth to ruin me?

Look, I'm giving you a
chance to come forward

before the reporters
hear what I've got to say.

That's blackmail!

Oh, why don't you cut it out!

Melissa was not pushed off
that mountain, and you know it!

She jumped! She was
backed into the desperation

that drove her to
suicide and we know

who's responsible
for that, don't we?

Now, you've destroyed Melissa,

I won't let you do it to
Cathy and that young boy!

Of these injuries
you've described,

which were not
sustained in the fall?

Well, I would say the parallel
scratches on the face and neck,

the circumferential
bruises around the wrists.

And in your
professional opinion,

who would you say is responsible

for inflicting these
injuries on the victim,

the wrist scratches
and the bruises?

Well, there's no doubt those bruises
were caused by Jeff Cavanaugh,

but... Dr. Quincy, thank you.

You have answered my question.

Mr. Manning, your witness.

Please finish what you started
to tell the district attorney.

Well, I was just going
to say that those bruises

could just as easily
have been caused

by trying to
restrain the victim.

Now, Dr. Quincy, were
you able positively to identify

the father of the baby
revealed by the autopsy?

Yes.

Could you tell us
what you found?

Well, we were unable to determine
the paternity with the usual means, so...

Your Honor, please.

Yes, Mr. Watson?

Your Honor, may I
approach the bench?

If the defense has no
objection to the interruption.

None, Your Honor.

The parent is insisting upon
meeting you in chambers.

Are you finished, Mr. Watson?

Yes. I guess that's all of it.

Your Honor, in light
of this new evidence,

I'd like to re-evaluate my
case against Jeff Cavanaugh.

Re-evaluate?

I'm going to ask
for a dismissal,

as soon as we
get back in session.

Well, I'm inclined at this point

to take dismissal under
serious consideration.

Mr. Watson, I hope you
realize that incest is a felony.

Since it would be inappropriate
and possibly prejudicial

for me to speculate about
charges in these matters,

I'll excuse myself.

Court will resume
at two o'clock.

Dr. Randolph, as you've dealt
with so many similar cases,

can I ask you something, please?

You've handled so many
similar cases like this.

I know what I would
do in a legal situation,

but, well, under these circumstances,
what would you recommend?

I mean, what really works?

I've worked with some
cases where I honestly felt

that both the family
and society would be

better off if the
offender went to jail,

but those are the exceptions.

I don't think Ken Watson
is a menace to society.

I think he's a man in
desperate need of help.

What I would like to see is a
mandatory treatment program

under strict supervision of
the Probation Department,

like the program we
have at our center.

That's what works if our goal is
to rehabilitate and heal people.

Thank you, thank you. I'll
take that under advisement.

Mr. Watson, you're
free to go now,

but I will be in touch with you.

Dr. Quincy, could I
speak to you for a minute?

I'll be right with you.

I guess you think I'm
some kind of a monster,

but I really didn't mean to hurt
Melissa. You've got to believe that.

I'll tell you, you couldn't hate
me half as much as I hate myself

but I couldn't stop.

It was as if it was
happening to somebody else.

I guess I needed love.

You see, Dr. Quincy,

I've been a very lonely man all my
life and she gave me what I needed,

total acceptance, adoration.

Your needs...

You keep talking
about your needs.

What about Melissa's needs?
Did you ever think about those?

She needed a father, she
needed someone strong,

someone she could look up
to, someone she could trust.

Mr. Watson, your family is not a
possession, it's a responsibility.