11x06 - The m*rder Channel

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We've got a call on line two.

Your name is Roy Phipps?

Yes.

Have you ever been
inside this bank?

No.

Did you rob the
vault inside this bank?

No.

Well, Roy, it's always a treat

to find a guy who
can b*at the box.

Any special reason
you invited me

back down here
again after so long?

Leo Kositchek got out on
parole a couple of weeks ago.

Kositchek? I seem to
remember the name.

Right. Seen him around?

Myers, pick up 154.

I don't socialize with felons.

Not even ex-partners?

Lieutenant, I've been giving you
the same answers for five years.

Isn't it about time you started
hassling somebody else?

I still like you.

Yeah, well, next time you
want to ask me a question,

you better have a warrant.

Until next time then.

And I believe the addition
of a Fortune 500 CEO

like Walter Hastings will be
a big plus for the museum.

All in favor of this committee
recommending his nomination?

Excuse me, Gwen.

What about Professor
Elizabeth Conroy?

She's a brilliant
anthropologist, and...

And she won't attract
a nickel in contributions.

Well, shouldn't we give
the board of trustees

the opportunity to decide
which skills we need the most of?

Yes. Why don't we
propose both names?

I'll second that motion.

All those in favor of
proposing both names?

Aye.

So moved.

Unless there's further business,

this meeting of the nominating
committee is adjourned.

Jessica, thanks for
letting us meet here today.

My house is still under siege.

Problem is Barry's
so busy these days,

he's even more
frazzled than I am.

Oh, lovely.

Oh, it belonged
to my grandmother.

The clasp's loose. You'll
lose it if you're not careful.

Quite right. I hadn't noticed.

Why don't you stop by the store?

They'll fix it in a minute.

I'll tell Barry's
secretary to expect you.

Just ask for Darlene.

Fine.

Could I use your phone? I've
got to check up on my plumber.

Be my guest. Thanks.

Well, I think we made
some progress today,

thanks to your motion, Margaret.

And your second.

Goodbye.

Hey, Mrs. Fletcher. Hi.

Well, today's the day we
knock all those gremlins

out of your cable hookup.

Promises, promises.

Everybody understands that.

Yes. I just wanted to make sure

everything will be
delivered before you start.

Don't worry, Mrs. Noble,
we're right on schedule.

Okay. Right.

It takes years of
experience, Darlene,

and an inordinate amount
of skill, if I do say so myself,

to study the potentials of a fine
stone and prepare it properly.

That's amazing, Augie.

But how do you know exactly
where to cut the diamond?

Well, that... That's
my job, you know.

Study beauty.

Listen, I was wondering,

if you weren't doing
anything after work today...

Oops, somebody's
here. I gotta go.

Hello, miss. Can I help you?

Yes, I'm here to see
Mr. Noble. Is he in?

Well, yes, he is. But do
you have an appointment?

He'll be glad to see me. Oh...

Hey, Barry Noble,
you hear what's new?

The diamond
industry's saluting you

You've been voted
Man of the Year

By friends and
colleagues far and near

This award goes to the best

To a guy we're so
proud of... Just in time.

You never rest So
let's all join in a toast

Our winner we congratulate

But no one loves you
more than your mate

Gwen sends this
message on this special day

Happy birthday, darling.

Well, my goodness, sugar,

you could have knocked
me over with a feather.

What a surprise.

Yes, a beautiful
day... Is this better?

It's worse. You know,
to tell you the truth,

I get a better
picture on my radio.

Don't worry, Mrs. Fletcher,
we're gonna figure this out.

Now, the lady in 5B
and the guy in 3B,

they're getting great reception.

That Susan's birthday present?

What'd you get her?
You mind telling?

It's a wristwatch.

I think she's already got one.

Oh, not like this.
Now, listen to this.

It's ideal for a nurse intern.

Digital stop-action for
taking someone's pulse,

multiple-setting
beepers and buzzers,

and a daily calendar
with readouts

to remind her which patient
needs what and when.

Sounds like it'll do everything
but change bedpans.

Oh, that's next year's model.

Yeah, I can hardly wait.

You know, lately, Susan and me,

there hasn't been
a lot of time for us.

I know that she's been
cramming for her boards.

She's going to those classes

and logging all those
hours at the hospital...

It'll get easier when
the exams are over.

I know. That's
what she says, too.

I can't even afford to
buy her a decent present.

Rob, you know, it really
is the thought that counts.

Just get her something that
could only come from you.

Yeah.

Hey, Kitty. Fancy
running into you here.

Oh, hi, Leo.

I'm glad to see you're out of...

Yeah, yeah. Good to be out.

Look, let's get the
tough stuff out of the way.

I don't blame
you for not writing.

When you're 19, five
years can seem like forever.

Something like that.

I understand
you're with Roy now.

Oh, we see each
other now and then.

Yeah, well, I checked in
with him when I got paroled.

Roy was holding
some money for me,

or at least I thought he was.

Turns out he wasn't,
so there you are.

I asked him if there's
any action around town,

but Roy said things
have been real slow, huh?

I hear it's slow,
too. Real slow.

You want to hear a joke?

I got a minimum-wage job in an
electronics store down at Columbus Circle,

demonstrating
high-tech alarm systems.

The kind I used to b*at in the
capers that Roy used to dream up.

That's real funny.

Well, stop in and
see me at the store

if you're ever in
the neighborhood.

Okay.

Man, you're prettier than ever.

Thanks.

Well, our best champagne?

Uh-huh.

Must be somebody's birthday.

Susan Constable's.

You know, she lives in
your apartment building,

and she's studying
to be a nurse.

Oh, I don't think I've met her.

Hi, Mom. Hi, honey.

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher!

Kitty... How are you?

I never get to see you
since you moved away.

Where have you
been keeping yourself?

Well, I guess you heard
I had a drinking problem.

Among other problems.

But everything's going
to be all right now.

I've been in AA six months.

Congratulations.

Mom's loaning us
her apartment tonight

for our Twelve-Step meeting.

Here's the key to the
apartment, sweetheart.

Oh, and I put some
cold cuts in the fridge

for you and your
friends to enjoy.

Oh, Mom, you're the best.

I'll tidy up after the meeting.

It was good seeing
you, Mrs. Fletcher.

Me, too.

My goodness, she
looks wonderful.

Oh, now, if she could
only meet a nice man.

Oh, everything would be perfect.

Not those no-goodniks
she used to hang out with.

Here, have a good evening.

Yeah. Bye.

Hi there, Mrs. Fletcher.

Well, Lieutenant, I didn't
know you shopped here.

Well, it's the only
place on the west side

where you can get the
right kind of Sicilian olive oil.

And I'm also out of
balsamic vinegar, too.

Oh. Well, while you're at it,

take a look, they've got some
wonderful buffalo mozzarella.

When are we going to get together
again soon for some serious cooking?

That last meal we
had was a feast.

Well, if you'll settle for the
diet version, I will call you.

Okay, Mrs. Fletcher.

Hiya, Mrs. Colfax. How are you?

You mean, how's my daughter?

Why don't you leave her alone?

She's trying to
lead a good life now.

Have you seen her lately?

No. Not lately.

And don't touch that peach.

They're beautiful.

So are you.

Okay, now, watch very carefully.

Ta-da!

That's my birthday surprise?
You wrecked my TV set.

Oh, no, no, no.
Okay, all right, ready?

Ta-da! Cable.

Fifty-four channels' worth,

including all the
pay TV stations.

Well, that's great.
You know I can't afford

to pay for that every month.

Susan, it's free. Forever.

You bootlegged the
cable into my apartment?

You are gonna get in trouble.

What kind of trouble? Who's
gonna know, except you and me?

Admit it, is that not
a terrific picture?

Oh, I've gotta check
the stuff in the oven.

So, you like your present?

It's wonderful. I can't wait
till I get some time to watch it.

Casey, come on. Let's
go, babe. Open up.

Hi, honey. How'd it go?

Fine.

Were the cops real rough?

Nah, I snowed 'em as usual.

But it's just as well
we're meeting here,

in case they're
watching my place.

What's in the bag?

I brought a couple of
six-packs over for the guys.

We gotta lock in all
the final details tonight.

Guess who I ran into on
the street this afternoon?

Leo.

Oh, yeah? What was that like?

Okay, I guess.

But I felt kind of funny,
because of old times and...

I sure wish we could
have included him in.

Yeah, well,
Kositchek's old news.

And Elgort works cheaper.

But, Roy... Forget Kositchek!

Hey...

Hey, remember,
you're my girl now.

A toast. Okay, who
wants to propose a toast?

As Susan's favorite
professor, I claim the privilege.

To one of the best and the
brightest, on her birthday.

Cheers. Happy birthday, Susan.

Thank you.

And I'm so glad you
came into my life.

Mmm.

I'm gonna go check on the pots.

That idea you gave me about
the present for Susan was great.

And what... What idea was that?

Excuse me, but I
understand you write books.

Now and then.

Do you use your own name?

Only if it turns out well.

Touche.

Mrs. Fletcher, what do
you think of this picture?

I wish my picture was that good.

Well, I'm getting you a
new booster tomorrow.

It's gonna solve all
of those problems.

I got us a little
something I think

might make life a
little easier for us.

A road map on how to bypass
the security alarm circuits.

Oh, it's a caper movie.

Oh, I love caper movies,
don't you, Mrs. Fletcher?

This is not very well directed.

It's very static. No
close-ups or anything.

Yeah, it's probably one of those
cheapo cable-access channels.

What about the strong box?

Hey, hon, these
pictures are perfect.

We aim to please.

Can I give you a
hand in there, Susan?

A Weber 14. That's doable.

I love it.

Any more beer, Casey?

Bring me a brew,
too, will you, Casey?

Anything exciting happen?

Just plotting and scheming.

Soup's on!

Come on, everybody.

No problem.

Okay, everyone, sit down.

I hope Mama doesn't
smell beer up there.

She'll wonder what kind
of meeting we were having.

Got a light?

Thanks. See you.

This is a major diamond
we're talking about,

one of the largest ever found.

You don't slice it up
like it's a hunk of salami.

Tomorrow, for sure.

No later.

Tell the others, okay, so I don't
have to spend all day on the phone.

Yeah, right.

All right, bye.

Tense.

The catch is loose
right there, you see?

Yes, it should only take him a
few minutes to fix it, Mrs. Fletcher.

Oh, then, I'll wait.

I presume that that is a model?

Yes, it's glass.

The real one is 990 karats

from the Premier
Mine in Sierra Leone.

It's going to become nine emerald-shaped
diamonds and four solitaires.

Hmm, 13. Is that a lucky number?

In diamonds, any
number is lucky.

Have you seen that
workaholic husband of mine?

Well, I think
he's in his office.

Hello. Yes.

Hold on a moment.

Augie, dear, long
distance. From Zurich.

Yes? Hi. Yeah...

Yeah, look, I'm... I'm
kind of busy right now.

Okay, later would be fine. Bye.

Well, let's go see Barry.

Mmm-hmm.

Jessica, I've been reconsidering

our discussion at the
committee meeting.

Thank you so much for
your help, Mr. Grumbacher.

I've decided to support your
candidate for the trustee position.

Well, she's not my
candidate, Gwen.

I just thought that she
was the best qualified.

Then it's settled.

We'll make it a unanimous
committee recommendation.

Great.

Will you be home
at around 6:00 or so?

I can stop by with the
amended nomination form.

Oh, yes.

Barry...

Gwen. What a nice surprise.

Isn't it?

Here you go, sir.

Ah! Jessica, here we are.

All repaired and ready to
go. No charge, of course.

Well, thank you, Barry.

Our pleasure.

Ciao, Jessica.

Roy, something's come up.

I know we can't talk
about it over the phone.

The usual place? Fine.

I'll meet you there in an hour.

All right. Okay.

That's really been on my mind.

That's out of my pocket.

I never even got paid for
the First Guarantee job,

but I want to try and make
it up to you for taking the fall.

What's past is past. But thanks.

Hey, it kills me to
see you working

some dumb nine-to-six
job for some chump change.

Everybody's got to live, right?

Hey, so anyway, listen.

I've been looking high
and low for a situation

and, well, there's
good news today, Leo.

A tasty little deal turned up

I might be able to
squeeze you into.

No kidding?

Yeah, man, right up your alley.

Spinning some of your old
black magic on the alarm console.

What do you say?

And when is all of this
supposed to happen?

Like, immediately.

See, that's a problem, Roy.

We're having a
big sale at the store,

and I gotta take care
of all kinds of things...

What the hell are
you talking about?

I'm talking about being a
last-minute replacement.

That's what I am, right?

Better late than never.
You want the gig or not?

Sure. But on my terms.

Which are?

You need me that bad, I
get a piece of your action.

Fifty-fifty.

You put Elgort out of
commission, didn't you?

He's in a coma at the hospital.

It's the law of
supply and demand.

Sometimes you have to
create your own demand.

You've even been bugging
our meetings, haven't you?

Good part about that, Roy,

is I'm already up to speed
on my part of the caper.

Kitty wasn't working
with you, was she?

I wish.

It would've been a lot
easier for me that way.

Okay. Fifty-fifty.

Another meeting,
all of a sudden?

In the middle of the afternoon?

It's with my AA sponsor.

Come on, Mama, you're here,

so the apartment's empty anyway.

Are you sure you're not
getting into trouble again, Kitty?

Mama, do I look
like I'm in trouble?

Here.

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher. Oh, hi.

Sorry I can't stop and talk.

I'm meeting someone.
Oh, almost forgot my bag.

Something's going on with her,

and I think I know what it is.

I think she's started
drinking again.

Hi, Mrs. Fletcher.

Susan, I'm so sorry to interrupt
your studying, but this won't take long.

You said you
wanted to see my TV?

Well, yeah, that
movie that was on...

I don't get that
channel on my set.

Mmm. It's still in
the same place.

It must be running again.

Without any actors.
That's very strange.

I'm glad you came by, because you
want to hear something even stranger?

One of the actors from that show

turned up in ICU
late last night.

His name is Norman Elgort and
he was in a hit-and-run accident.

He's in a coma.

And that other actor, the
one that played the boss,

came by to visit him this
morning before I went off my shift.

That other actor, the boss,

what did he say, Susan, exactly?

I checked with Actors' Equity,

with Screen Actors Guild,

but this Mr. Elgort doesn't
belong to either one of them.

Yeah. The guy in a coma.

Well, now, according to
the ambulance service,

this accident took place
just a couple of doors down

from Susan's apartment house.

Yeah? MAN: Lieutenant Giordano?

Yeah? Your report done?

No.

Look, Mrs. Fletcher, I don't
mean to be rude or abrupt,

but you caught me
at a really bad time.

Well, I can certainly see that.

And I'm sure the
story you're telling me

probably isn't as
confusing as it sounds.

Now... Now, you
said it was on TV?

Yeah, but I don't think
that it was a real TV show.

Sure, whatever. Can we talk about
this later when things quiet down?

Look, Lieutenant, this
may be very urgent.

Now, they were planning...

Mrs. Fletcher, please,
you've gotta excuse me.

That's him! That's
one of the men!

Wait. Sit down, Mrs.
Fletcher, please, please.

You saw this man? Where?

I told you, on TV.

Only I think it was some
sort of a closed-circuit thing.

Now, apparently, he is the boss.

Now, Susan said that
he came to the hospital

to look in on
this Elgort fellow.

Now, you said when you
saw these people, they were...

Planning a robbery.

And this man was the leader.

Roy Phipps? And who else?

Well, I couldn't
see all of them,

but there was a woman
there they called Casey,

but I think those
were her initials.

Kitty Colfax. We know about her.

She's... She's
Phipps' girlfriend.

Yeah, hold all calls, please.

Jessica, Jessica...

Can we start all over
again at the beginning?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

You see, last night, I was
invited to this little party...

Hello?

Hey, you're a little early.

I'm just out of the shower.

I'll be right with you.

Make yourself comfortable.

Hello?

Susan, it's about your TV.

Oh, I just turned it on
again, Mrs. Fletcher,

and that weird
show's still running.

No, you're not going
to get away with this.

Susan, were those g*nshots?

Well, someone just sh*t the woman
on the TV. She's a new character.

Listen, Susan, that isn't a
real show that you're watching.

My friend Lieutenant Giordano

has sent police officers
over to your apartment, and...

Oh, that must be them. I'll
be right back, Mrs. Fletcher.

Police? MAN: Yeah.

Are you here about the TV?

You'll have to
come with me, miss.

Susan? Susan?

Mrs. Fletcher, you were right.

Someone has been tampering
with the cable feed downstairs.

You mean someone besides you.

Oh, man.

You know, if I didn't pull that
damn stunt bootlegging the cable,

Susan would still be here
instead of who knows where.

Lieutenant, I
think we better let

Rob take another
look downstairs.

Yeah. Right. Let's go, Rob.

If you detected tampering, Rob,

that video feed might be coming

from somewhere in this building.

You're right, Jessica.

I should have taken a closer
look when I was down here before.

A guy in your business
ought to know better

than to hitch a ride on
somebody else's cable system.

Next time, you could
be charged with larceny.

Trust me, Lieutenant,
there won't be a next time.

Oh, now I see what happened.

When I added the shunt from
3E up to Susan's apartment,

I was picking up the feed
from 3E without knowing it.

Lieutenant, I have
a pretty good idea

who'll be opening
the door in 3E.

Lieutenant... Mrs. Fletcher...

Can we come in, Mrs. Colfax?

Sure. What's this all about?

Well, we had a report
of a disturbance in here.

Where's the body?

Body? What...

Please, what is this
all about, Mrs. Fletcher?

Well, it's rather
complicated, Leah.

Lieutenant, there's
a stain over here

that looks as if someone
had tried to remove it,

but they didn't
quite get it all.

Maybe Kitty spilled something.

Oh, look, here's another.

Salad dressing.

When did you get
here, Mrs. Colfax?

Oh, just a few minutes ago.

I left my part-time clerk
downstairs at the store.

I thought Kitty
was still up here,

and I wanted to talk to
her, but she was gone.

Oh, are you saying that
somebody was here and...

And they hurt Kitty? Oh,
please tell me what's going on.

Hey, look. I found the camera.

Don't touch it! It
might have prints on it.

Now we're starting
to get somewhere.

Yeah, sure. But where's Susan?

And where's my daughter?

You won't k*ll
her, will you, Roy?

To tell you the truth, I haven't
given it a whole lot of thought yet.

I got more pressing
things on my mind.

You think we can still make
it happen even though...

Even though nothin'.

I gave Kositchek
nice clear orders.

He'll drive out, and he'll
drop off the merchandise.

Assuming he works fast enough,

we'll be right back on schedule.

Why'd you have to... You know.

Who says I did?

But when I walked
into the living room

and found you bending over...

Hey, maybe it was you, Kitty.

You were there alone in the apartment
with her before I even got there.

Hey, forget it. Never mind.

The point is, you can't have all
this garbage cluttering up your head.

Not tonight, you understand?

Come on, Dorsey, move it!

Hey, is this little
surprise for me?

Don't get too attached
to her, all right?

She won't be with us very long.

Thanks for waiting
for me, Augie.

I got stuck in a
meeting downtown.

I figured you'd want to go over
it one last time before tomorrow.

But we're there now,
right? Point of no return.

Thanks for being
so patient, Mr. Noble.

I just wanted to make
sure about every detail.

I'm not worried, Augie.

Not with your touch.

Grumbacher here.

Hello. Is Mr. Noble still
there by any chance?

Yeah, he's right
here, Mrs. Fletcher.

Jessica, what can I do for you?

Actually, I'm looking for Gwen.

We had some museum
business to take care of,

and she's supposed to stop
by my place with a form to sign,

and she hasn't shown up.

Well, I'm sure she hasn't
forgotten. She's a fiend for detail.

Probably just caught
in cross-town traffic.

Yeah, well, that's
what I thought.

But she is over an hour late.

Well, if I hear from her
before you see her...

Well, tell her I'm at
home, would you?

Thank you so much, Barry.

All right, gentlemen, that's it.

We'll see you all tomorrow.

Yes, sir.

Just get the door here.

We're all set.

Come on. I got a table
for us at Luciano's.

Good night, sir.

Leo, time for the night
shift to go on duty?

The welcome mat is out.

Okay, let's go.

Don't look at me.
There's nothing I can do.

Giordano here.

Lieutenant, is there
any news about Susan?

Not yet, Mrs. Fletcher.

But I was just
about to call you.

The first reports
came in from the lab.

Oh, anything interesting?

Some of the stains on the
carpet in 3E are definitely blood.

But not Kitty Colfax's type.

Kositchek's fingerprints were
on the surveillance camera,

so he... He was spying
on his old buddy, Phipps.

Cozy little group.

Yeah, aren't they, though?

Phipps's fingerprints,
along with Elgort

and their crony, Axel Dorsey,
also were in the apartment.

So, now we know
who all the players are.

Trouble is, can't find any
of them at the moment.

It would've been nice, Jessica,

if when you were
watching them on TV,

they'd have given you
the name and the address

of the place they
were gonna hit.

Lieutenant, it's a crazy
coincidence, but I believe they did.

And it was your Mr. Phipps
who kindly did the honors.

And I think I know whose
blood you found on that carpet.

Where are they? They were
due out three minutes ago.

I knew you'd make a
mistake sooner or later, Roy.

What the hell are
you doing here?

I had a lot of help from
my friend. Mrs. Fletcher.

She was alert enough
to spot the Noble logo

on that blueprint you were
using to map out your caper.

Mrs. Fletcher...

Oh, Susan. Thank
heavens. Are you all right?

They... They were
going to k*ll me.

They had me tied
up, but she let me go.

Okay, good.

Now that you're all here, I
only have to say this once.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Hello.

Just wanted to give
you an update, Jessica.

It's all fitting together now.

They found Gwen's
body in a drainpipe

near the Queensboro Bridge.

Where Leo Kositchek
claims he put it

because Phipps told him to.

We have witnesses who
saw Gwen and Barry Noble

at a dinner party
just weeks before,

with Noble yelling he'd
divorce her in a second,

but he didn't want her
to get any of his money.

So that was Gwen's motive

for participating in the theft.

Yeah. And when Noble somehow
found out she was in on it,

that probably put him
over the top, motive-wise.

g*n we found in the trash barrel

near the m*rder site turns
out to be the death w*apon.

And it was registered
to Barry Noble.

But if he used his own g*n,

I mean, why would he leave it

where you'd find it so easily?

Come on, Jessica, you know most of
these guys really want to get caught.

Anyway, he followed her
back to the apartment, and...

Excuse me, Lieutenant, but
something has just occurred to me.

And I'm afraid you're about
to charge the wrong person.

Mr. Grumbacher.

Mr. Grumbacher, glad
I caught up with you.

Lieutenant Giordano, NYPD.

Can I... Can I ask
you a big favor?

What sort of favor?

A kind of legality just
cropped up at the jewel store.

The DA's office says
before we can sign over

the big diamond
to Noble's investors,

we have to get it, what do
you call it? Authenticated.

I'd like to help you
out, Lieutenant,

but I have an appointment.

Look, can you spare
us a couple of seconds?

We'll whiz by the store,

you give us the
okay on the stone,

and I'll have a squad car
drop you off wherever you say.

I don't want to be late.

Hey, hey, they'll
turn on the siren

and run all the traffic
lights if you tell 'em.

Okay? Okay.

Attaboy, come on, jump
in the back seat there.

Right this way, Mr. Grumbacher.

Oh, hi, Augie.

I hope you're not mad, me
putting them in touch with you.

Oh, no, no, that's okay.

Mrs. Fletcher, what
are you doing here?

Well, Lieutenant Giordano
suggested that I should stop by.

Mr. Grumbacher, take a seat
over here, will you, please?

That's it.

Sit down and make
yourself comfortable.

Now, all you gotta do is
make the official verification

on that diamond, and
you'll be on your way.

Now then, Mrs. Fletcher,

what was this dispute you
had with Mrs. Noble about?

Well, it wasn't exactly
a dispute, Lieutenant,

it was more in the
nature really of...

Excuse me, Lieutenant. I can't
do what you asked me to do.

Why not?

I can't authenticate
this because it's not real.

You're kiddin'. Then
where's the real one?

The thieves must
have gotten it, after all.

And how would they have
managed that, Mr. Grumbacher,

when they were
caught in mid-robbery?

Unless you're
referring to yourself.

Oh, I... I don't know what
you mean, Mrs. Fletcher.

I think you do.

You were part of their plan
from the very beginning.

In many ways, you
were the key man.

Mrs. Fletcher, I...

For starters, you
were in a position

to delay the cutting
of the diamond

long enough for
Phipps and the others

to mount their robbery plan.

That's ridiculous. I wasn't
delaying in helping anyone.

I was simply doing my job.

Actually, you needed
the time for yourself, too,

because, while they were
plotting and preparing,

you worked out an
extra plan of your own.

Your plan was to steal
the diamond yourself

and let the others
conceal your crime

by unknowingly stealing a
second model that you'd made.

So Phipps wouldn't
realize he'd been tricked

until after it was all over.

Then who could he complain to?

And while the police
were chasing them,

you cut the diamond
into smaller shapes

so that you could dispose
of them without being traced.

This is all a fabrication,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Not really, Augie.

Your plan was perfect until
Gwen Noble stumbled into it.

The other day, when I met you,

your phone rang and
Gwen answered it.

It was a call from Zurich.

And that upset both of you,

because she wasn't
supposed to know about that.

It was your secret.

I... I'm sorry, but I get
a lot of phone calls.

I don't particularly
recall that one.

We checked the phone records.

The call was from
Sebastian Racoubian,

one of the 11 calls you had
with him in the last month.

Interpol lists Racoubian as a
well-known, black-market gem dealer.

He was the fence who was going
to dispose of the cut stones for you.

Gwen probably recognized
Mr. Racoubian's voice on the phone,

and you knew that if she
got to Phipps and told him,

it was all over for you.

Nobody's ever gonna
believe any of this.

I bet Phipps will.

And when I tell him he
was busting his chops,

cracking a safe to get at a
phony diamond... Oh, he'll be glad.

Okay, okay, okay, I admit it.

I was in on the robbery.

It almost worked.

A few hours more, and I
would have been in Zurich.

A multimillionaire.

Listen, Lieutenant, now that
I've given you back the diamond,

suppose I testify against
Phipps and the others?

Maybe we can cut a deal.

Sounds interesting.
Except for one little detail.

What's that?

Gwen Noble's m*rder.

I didn't k*ll anybody.

I'm afraid you did, Augie.

Your diamond-cutting
preparation gave you away.

You see, Mrs. Colfax said
the other spots on her carpet

were salad dressing

and it wasn't until
a little while ago

when I was preparing a salad

that I realized it might
have been olive oil

that made those stains.

The lab boys say
it's a combination

of olive oil and
powdered diamond dust.

You'd been working with the diamond
cutter when the phone call came,

so the residue was on your shoes

when you followed Gwen to
the apartment and k*lled her.

I panicked.

Something's come up.

She couldn't wait
to call Phipps.

I knew she wouldn't
chance it over the phone,

but once they got together,

I was afraid that he'd k*ll me.

I knew I had to stop her.

So, when no one
was looking, I...

I took the g*n out of
Mr. Noble's desk, and...

And followed her
to the apartment.

So, you're here. Good.

Because I'm going to tell
them what you're trying to do.

Trying to cheat us out of...

You're not going to
get away with this.

All those years
being paid a pittance

for polishing those priceless
diamonds for everyone else.

I just wanted
something for myself.

Then you think you did
well on the medical boards?

I aced 'em. I know
I did. It's incredible.

After all that's happened, I
walked into those exams so relaxed.

Sometimes experiences like that
remind us what's really important.

Tell me.

Oh, Jessica, before I forget,

that part finally came
in, so I can fix your cable.

Thanks, Rob,
but I think I'll pass.