10x17 - Double Jeopardy

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

[eerie music]

-I didn't k*ll her. -Get in the car.

You got some more questions? We got answers.

I know what it looks like, with her body in the trunk,

and my blanket. But I didn't do it.

I know, everything I say can be used against me,

but I'm telling you, I didn't k*ll her.

God knows I wanted to.

I was angry enough, but I didn't.

And I have no idea how her body got in the truck.

Get in the car, Ewing.

[tense music]

[Karen] I always hoped he'd do the right thing.

I almost said, "I knew he was going to do the right thing."

[loud metal thud] But I didn't.

I didn't know Greg was going to let us keep Meg.

Well, I guess sometimes the good guys do win.

You know, we never planned any of this.

We never planned to keep Meg.

We never planned to fall in love with her.

It's funny, you know, how your life is ordered, you think,

everything is sort of in control, and then bang,

just like that, someone has a claim on you.

You love someone who wasn't even a part of your life yesterday.

Yeah.

What?

-Huh? -What?

-Umh, nothing. No, no. -You are thinking of something.

-Come on. What is it? -It's nothing. Umh...

It's just that... Well, you know,

when you talk about your emotions

sneaking up on you like that, I can relate to that.

I understand that.

-And? -And nothing.

That's it. That's it.

Pat.

-Just between us? -Yeah.

[phone ringing]

[sighs] Mack!

I'll get it.

Hello. Yeah, just a minute.

Mack! Oh, Mack, telephone.

You are not working weekends, too, are you?

Just till the end of the campaign.

Hey, I don't think that you should--

Let's not get into a big argument.

The neighbor's going to hear, and they're going to think

you're a big bully for trying to run my life.

Well, drive carefully.

Hello. What do you know? What do you say?

[giggling] You remember when you told me

about that man who kissed you?

-Uh-oh. -Oh, no, no, no.

Nothing like that has happened to me.

This man has not kissed me.

Although I would like for him to kiss me.

[giggling] I can't believe I said that.

I mean, I really don't mean anything by this.

-I love my husband. I do. -Mmh?

Who is it?

Oh, nobody. Just, you know, this guy.

This is silly.

Just this guy who has this kind of effect on you?

-Yes. -I know who it is.

-No, you don't. -Yes, I do.

No, no, no, no, no. You don't even know this guy.

-It's Gary. -[gasps] What?

-What are you talking about? -It's Gary.

-No way! -It's Gary.

If you breathe one word of this to my husband...

I won't. It's platonic, isn't it?

My God. Karen, will you stop? Of course it's platonic.

I mean, no, it isn't platonic because it isn't even that.

-I mean, it isn't even anything. -Well, don't worry about it.

Well, why not? I mean, I can't stand this.

It's okay. Every woman gets a crush on Gary once in her life.

[giggling] Oh, Karen.

Who's on the phone, hun'?

Jill Bennett was m*rder*d.

-They're holding Gary. -Gary?

Mack, he couldn't have. Have they arrested him?

-Yeah. -Why?

They found Jill's body in the trunk of his car.

My God.

[tense music]

[police officer #1] Loose the watch.

[bag crinkling]

Grab the cage.

Her hands were tied behind her back.

-She was gagged. -She got what she deserved.

Frank, how can you say that?

Look, I'm not going to say it to anyone,

but that's the way I feel.

-Frank! -Don't fight me.

The woman was running around, terrorizing people.

She damn near k*lled your daughter.

I'm not going to apologize for the way I feel.

I do feel sorry for Gary.

I'm sure he wishes he never met that woman.

[tense music]

Damn.

Yes.

I've... I've got to talk to Gary.

They won't let you.

They won't let me?

No, not right now. Not until after they interrogate him.

Well, when will that be?

I don't know Val.

Mack is going to let us know.

Honey, there's nothing you can do right now.

Nothing I can do? Karen, I...

[breathing heavily]

I gotta do something.

[dramatic music]

[sobbing]

[crying loudly]

[laughing maniacally]

[giggling]

[laughing]

[panting]

[Greg] Listen, Larry, you take your best shot.

I'm not going to leave my life

in the hands of some supposed expert.

I did what I thought was right.

I don't think it'll get in the way.

How could you do a thing like that?

I'll call back.

It's not just the fact that you decided,

for whatever reason I cannot fathom,

to give up your daughter.

It's the fact that you decided

to publicize it before the election,

when you could have just stalled and not said anything.

What possessed you to do that without consulting me or Ted?

Do you think that the romance is sliding out of our marriage?

I'm serious, Greg. You're not in this alone, you know.

If you lose the election, I lose the election.

And that's not the deal we made.

I'm sorry, but I can't apologize

for doing what I thought was the right thing to do.

But I will apologize if you lose the election.

Excuse me, but we're in.

I got the results of a telephone survey.



Margin of error plus to minus five.

Cut to the chase, pal.

The chase is, they loved your speech.

They love you. You're a hero.

The reaction was positive. In fact, it was so positive,

we were thinking on putting

some of that speech in last minute ads.

-No, no! -But we decided against it.

The whole issue's turned against our opponent.

Now she has to defend herself

for turning a personal family trauma

into a campaign issue.

All we have to do now is keep our mouths shut.

Is that the majestic plural "we",

or are you suggesting me?

Please, no more interviews, no speeches.

Tomorrow's Election Day. Don't say another word in public,

and it is in the bag.

Hello, Missus Mayor.

[chuckles]

Well, as I was just saying,

your decision to go public

with the fact that you gave up Meg, it was a...

Stroke a genius.

[both giggling]

Am I a pal, or am I appalled?

-You are a pal? -A pal.

What have you got on him?

Well, the man was driving around

with a dead woman in the trunk of his car.

I don't guess they need too much more than that, do they?

The victim was wrapped in his horse blanket.

Hands were tied with rope, which I will bet my pension

matches the brand he has at his ranch.

Come on, Bob, that's no proof.

What, are you here as an advocate or what?

Here as a friend.

A friend of the victim, or a friend of the perpetrator?

Has Gary confessed? Admitted anything?

No, not as far as I know.

He's making them work for a conviction.

But I guess when you catch a suspect

behind the wheel of a car that's transporting a dead body,

it does tend to give the guys on our side

a certain confidence, if you get my point.

After all, the body in question

did not die through natural causes.

I don't believe this man is capable of k*lling anyone.

Well, I wish I had a dollar for every time

I've heard that said about a m*rder*r.

All right, all right. Anyone is capable of m*rder.

I don't even believe that.

Maybe I do. Oh, this is awful.

What did they pull him over for? Speeding ticket?

Well, I thought you knew that, Mack.

There was a witness.

Police were tipped off by somebody who saw your friend

put the body in the trunk.

Now, this witness gave the police

a pretty good description of Ewing.

More importantly, they described his car.

I mean, how many big black Jaguars are out there?

They even gave us a license plate number.

[tense music]

Well, at least this story will bump us

off the front page tomorrow. That's a blessing.

Maybe we should send Gary a thank you note.

Hey, I didn't mean to imply that I wasn't concerned about Gary.

Of course not.

It's just that I can't see him k*lling her.

Don't you think it's a little strange

to be caught driving around town with a corpse in the trunk

of your shiny new Jag?

Well, maybe Jill attacked him or something.

-Yeah, all 110 lbs of her. -He does have a temper.

Say that again.

I just can't imagine him k*lling anyone, you know?

Why do people always say things like that?

You take 50 school boys,

who think that k*lling is immoral.

You send them to boot camp, you put a r*fle in their hands,

and you tell him it's for the greater good.

And all of a sudden,

you have 50 w*r heroes sitting around telling stories

about the dead they've chalked up.

Under the right circumstances, who's to say?

Maybe Gary felt justified.

Come on, the only way Gary would feel justified is...

...is if he did it to protect Val.

He could have done it to protect Val.

Or he could have been stupid enough

to cover up if...

Val had done it.

You know, when I look back on it,

I can't believe how stupidly I acted.

Everybody's going to say I was angry enough to k*ll her,

and it's true, I was.

[jingling of keys]

You're not going to ask me if I did it, are you?

Bad sign.

Hey, I don't believe you did it.

Nah, you're just saying it out of friendship,

not because you believe it.

You can tell me whatever you wanna tell me.

I didn't k*ll her. I saw her. I talked to her. That's all.

I left, and Val and I had coffee together.

You and Val?

Yeah, Val came up to her apartment.

I didn't want her to go in there,

so I took her to get coffee.

Why didn't you want her to see Jill?

Because she was too upset. They were both too upset.

-Why? Why? -What?

Because Jill had seen the twins. Look...

I know when they establish the time of death,

they're going to realize I couldn't have done it

because I was with Val.

[sighs]

-Val is your alibi? -Yeah.

[piano music]

-Hey, Val. -Oh, Karen.

-Did they let you see him yet? -No.

What about Mack? Has he talked to him?

I mean, do you know anything at all?

Mack is in there right now with Gary.

He's agreed to help out on the case.

Help?

Well, he can't be the attorney of record.

Why not?

Because he's too close to everyone.

To Gary, to Jill.

Gary needs a good trial attorney.

Yeah.

Oh, honey.

Don't worry, it'll work out.

Oh, God, Karen.

I can't believe it's finally over.

I can quit worrying about the lock on the gate.

The security system.

Do you know that I've been keeping a butcher knife

under my pillow at night?

I've had waking nightmares

every time the kids were out of my sight,

thinking that she might be doing something to them.

I can't believe it's finally over.

It's over for you.

No, Gary... I don't mean to minimize

what he must be going through, but...

Can you imagine what it's going to be like for me,

knowing that I can go to sleep at night?

-Your hands are cold. -I'm freezing.

-Can I see you for a moment? -Sure.

Come on in.

I just wanted to tell you

that I think you did the right thing about Meg,

and I'm glad the voters think so too.

Well, thank you.

So it looks like you're going to be mayor.

And well, I assume that when you go to City Hall,

you're going to need an assistant.

And I wanted to let you know I'm available.

You wouldn't want the job. It's only temporary.

What?

I'm just going to finish up the six-month term here,

and then I think I'm headed for Washington.

Washington? I don't understand.

I told you this was just a stepping stone.

The way Ted and Abby and I figure it,

I do the mayor bit, and then I'm a cinch

for a high level cabinet post.

After all, I do dump an awful lot of dough in this party.

But you don't have to worry. Your job is secure.

You can stay here as long as you want.

Well, that's a relief. Thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

[door closes]

I've got to be nuts.

How is he?

-Well, he's okay. -Can we talk to him?

No, I'm trying to get his bail set,

but they don't want to let him loose yet.

I need to talk to Val.

-Alone? -Yes.

-Excuse me. -What? What is it?

It's Gary, right? Is he all right?

[Mack sighs]

What?

Jill called me a couple hours before she died,

and said that she was terrified of you.

-Why did she do that, Val? -Because I scared her.

She'd been stalking the kids,

and then she made them promise not to tell me.

When I found out about it, I wanted to k*ll her.

I went over to her office and I threatened her.

I tried to scare her to death. I tore up the place.

And you would have done the same thing

if she would have gone after Meg, am I right?

That's it?

I didn't k*ll her, if that's what you mean.

You know how she ended up in Gary's trunk?

[whispering] Mack...

[whispering] Of course not.

[female doctor] This is a 28-year-old white female

who appears to be Caucasian,





She appears to be in good physical condition,

with the exception of external lacerations.

Hematomas are beginning to form

on the left side of the patient's face.

Ecchymosis behind the left ear

are presumably due to an orbital fracture.

There are multiple abrasions and edema.

Let's get the viscera and see what's going on.

Here.

Thanks.

[Karen sighs]

It'll be okay.

They could be out soon.

You know, this whole thing is so awful.

But I just feel sorry for Gary.

I don't feel sorry for Jill at all.

[female doctor] The heart is normal in size.

No gross abnormalities externally.

Upon dissection,

there are no gross defects within the cardiac chambers.

The aorta is unremarkable.

Stomach contents are what is presumed to be

the patient's final meal.

Somebody eats the same junk you do.

Give me a break. I'm getting healthy.

I order veggie pizza now.

Some is digested,

and some appears not to be completely digested.

There are some undigested capsules

present as well.

There appears to be some infection

in the middle lobe of the right lung.

Let's slice it open.

Upon examination,

fresh vomitus is apparent in the right lung.

It appears identical to the gastric content

in the patient's stomach.

Sent to the lab for confirmation.

-Hey, Zoeller. -Oh, hey. Hey, Mack.

I can't let you come in here.

Yeah, no, I don't want to come in.

I'm just... checking things out.

What have you got?

Well, it looks like she was having dinner with somebody.

Probably your friend.

They got into some kind of a fight,

and things went a little too far.

-How was she k*lled? -I wouldn't know yet.

The patient vomited and asphyxiated,

on her vomitus. Cause of death, asphyxiation.

Okay, let's finish up and get out of here.

[female doctor] Examining the hands,

I find external debris under the fingernails

that has the appearance of human skin and blood.

Sent to the lab for analysis.

[male guard #1] Lights out.

[eerie music]

-Gary. -Mack.

How are you doing? This is Malcolm Manning.

-Gary Ewing. -Hello. Mack called me.

Malcolm's the best criminal defense attorney in town.

You don't have to decide if you want me for council right now.

I'm just here to get you through the night.

I don't want to get through the night.

I wanna get out of here. Can you post bail?

Well, it's not just a question of money.

It's a matter of convincing the judge that you won't flee,

and that you're not a menace to anyone on the streets.

The only person I ever wanted to menace

was found dead in the trunk of my car.

I think the rest of society is safe.

I trust you're not rash enough

to have made those kind of jokes in front of any witnesses.

Then you have far too much trust in people, counselor.

I've shot off my mouth to just about everybody I know.

Well, maybe now is the time to shut it up.

No, now's the time to get me out of here.

-Mrs. Gibson? -Yes.

Would you come with me, please?

Oh, yes, finally. Thank you. Where is he?

Well, we'd like you to speak with one of our detectives.

That's her.

I could never forget her.

Detective Wilson, Mrs. Gibson.

Mrs. Gibson, hello. I'm Detective Wilson.

-How do you do? -Please.

Where's Gary?

He's talking to one of our detectives right now.

Yeah, but I've been waiting out there a long time to see him.

I know, but we can't let you talk to him right now.

We'd like to ask you a few questions about Jill Bennett.

Sure.

We're hoping that you could help us clear up a few matters.

What kind of matters?

I understand you went to Jill Bennett's office today.

-Yes, I did. -Why did you go there?

I went there because she'd been threatening my children.

How did she threaten them?

She came up to them in the library,

and then she told them that it was a secret,

and they weren't supposed to tell me that she saw them there.

I don't understand how that was a threat.

Did she say she was going to hurt them?

-No, not this time. -But she had before?

-Yes, she has before. -What did she tell them before?

Nothing. She didn't tell them anything.

-She told me. -What did she tell you?

She told me that she would k*ll them, all right?

What are they doing with Val?

Maybe they need her as a material witness in the case.

[Val] Because she was jealous.

She was jealous of me.

Does she have any reason to be jealous?

No, of course not.

Gary and I have been divorced for years,

but she's a very possessive person,

and she's jealous of the fact that those are our kids,

Gary and my kids,

and she had threatened them before, I told you that.

That's why you attacked her in her office today?

No, come on! I did not attack her.

[breathing heavily]

Yes, I broke some things.

-But just to scare her. -To scare her?

Yes. So that she would leave my children alone, all right?

Because she'd been talking to them in a public place.

Yes.

[breathing heavily]

-When can I see Gary? -Mrs. Gibson...

I don't think it would be wise for you

to communicate with Mr. Ewing at this time.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll come over tomorrow.

We'll discuss your case in the morning.

Gary?

Mr. Ewing, I think we should go now.

[tense music]

Am I free to go now?

We'd prefer it if you'd remain available

for further questioning.

[phone ringing]

-Hello. - Hi, it's me.

Police told me not to talk to you.

We're not married, Val.

You could testify against me.

Gary, don't even say that.

I know. But, look. This talking...

They're going to be asking me a lot of questions,

and I don't want to have to stand up in court

and say we talked the whole thing over.

But Gary, you don't have to tell them that.

They'll get our phone records.

My attorney will be getting in touch with you.

He'll go over everything with you.

-All right. -Don't talk to anybody else.

Not Karen, not anybody.

-Just my attorney, all right? -I won't.

Now I'm sorry I called.

Well, it's done.

Gary.

I love you. Bye-bye.

[sighs]

How's this? You think this is conservative enough?

If you want to wear a maroon tie,

you wear a maroon tie.

It's the nice thing about being a winner.

You get to set the trends.

And you can bet your bottom dollar,

if you wear a maroon tie

to your acceptance speech tonight,

every store in town will be out of maroon ties

by the morning.

Listen, speaking of bottoms,

you think you could wear something

that isn't cut up to your wazoo?

I thought you liked my wazoo.

Well, I do, but in the right place.

Well, let's see.

How is this?

Well, let me test it.

-Mmh! -Come in.

I thought, uh, you should see this, Sir.

-What is it? -It's about Meg.

Thank you, Carlos.

How the hell did they get this?

I haven't found out yet, but we've issued a rebuttal.

-Isn't it a little late? -Yes, it is a little late.

But I haven't been able to control the information

coming out of this camp during the campaign, now, have I?

You think someone here did it?

I don't think it was the MacKenzies.

[tense music]

[horse neighing]

[engine rumbling]

[water murmuring]

Hi.

Hi.

Mind if I join you?

[loud steps on wood]

I brought you some food,

I figured you wouldn't be cooking right now.

Not cooking, not eating, not sleeping.

Aren't you going to ask me if I did it?

None of my other friends are asking me.

I don't know if it's because they think I'm innocent,

or because they think I'm so damn guilty.

Everyone supports you on this, Gary.

I'm sure it'll all be cleared up in no time at all.

Yeah, right.

They're going to find some Joe Blow

that goes around stuffing dead women in the backs of cars.

Except this time he just happened to get the car

that belonged to the victim's ex-boyfriend.

Boy, I got high hopes for this case.

Okay. I give up.

You're in one hell of a mess.

[laughs]

But look, you're out on bail.

The birds are singing, the sun is shining...

And you came to visit me. Thank you.

Excuse me.

-Gary Ewing? -Yeah. Can I help you?

No, that's a stupid question.

I don't think I wanna help you. What do you want?

I have a court order to take some body samples.

-But I posted bail. -Well, this is for samples.

Samples?

Yeah, I need skin, tissue,

hair and blood samples for evidence.

[sighs]

Lieutenant Webb, please.

[female voice] One moment. I'll connect you.

-Webb. - Hey, it's Mack.

Hey, what are you doing, calling me here?

You didn't leave your name at the switchboard, did you?

Don't worry about it. I told 'em I was Magic Johnson.

I just wondered if you had anything new on the case.

Yeah, I got something new.

You're acting as co-counsel for the defendant.

-You didn't bother to tell me. -You didn't ask.

You need information, go through channels.

I don't want to compromise your case.

I'm just trying to help a friend.

Your friend is a cold-blooded m*rder*r.

I won't call again.

Well, I wouldn't talk to you if you did.

-And one last thing. - Yeah?

Go vote today. You live in the city. Go vote.

Vote against Greg Sumner. He is a worthless human being.

Considering the company you keep,

you're no great judge of character.

Ah, it's always a pleasure talking with you.

It was a misunderstanding.

Senator Sumner hired Mr. Morris

strictly to handle the legal details...

...of his certified adoption,

and to make absolutely certain

that his daughter was protected financially.

Yes. Thank you. Bye.

It doesn't matter what we say or what we do,

it's too make the news or affect the outcome.

Who the hell would pull a stunt like this

on the day of the election?

[female voice] Paige, it's for you, on eight.

-Hello. -Hi, it's Rachel.

You made my career with this scoop.

No one can figure out

how I found out about the attorney.

Mr. Summer's not available right now.

I just called to see what his reaction was

when it hit the fan.

I know you can't talk right now,

but call me when you can sneak away, all right?

It was a misunderstanding, Senator Sumner hired Mr. Morris

strictly to handle the legal details

of a certified adoption.

That's some hogwash.

Listen, call me when you can, and thanks.

Yeah, he wanted to make certain

that his daughter was protected financially.

Thank you.

[man on TV] With 12% of the precincts reporting,

and based on our exit polls,

were able to project a victory for Hollis Trotter

in the mayoral election.

The projected margin of victory?



with 2% of the voters going to independent candidates.

And it represents a surprising defeat

for former United States Senator Gregory Sumner,

who until a very short time before the election

held a significant lead in most polls.

Leaks to various news organizations,

leaks, apparently, from his own campaign staff,

threw a shadow of doubt

over Mr. Sumner's credibility as a candidate.

Media attention to campaign issues was diverted,

especially in the latter part of the campaign,

by questions about the unusual living arrangements

Mr. Sumner made for his young daughter.

Political observers thought he had put the issue to rest

with an eloquent, apparently heartfelt statement

in which he claimed to put child's best interest

above political considerations.

And then it was learned,

contrary to the impression he had given in his statement,

Mr. Sumner had in fact hired attorney George Morris

to fight for legal custody

of a two-and-a-half year-old-girl.

Whatever the actual sequence of events,

whatever the outcome of the prospective custody battle,

there were enough questions in the minds of enough voters

to turn what appeared to be a comfortable lead

in the pre-election polls into a narrow defeat.

Winning is a lot more fun than losing.

Hey, come on, we may have lost the battle,

but we'll win the w*r.

[Greg chuckles]

Well, that more than fulfills

your obligation as the loyal campaign wife.

Now... how do you really feel?

[grunts]

You mean, um...

deep down, unsentimental looking at the cold, hard facts?

[sighing] Well...

Winning is more fun than losing.

[chuckles]

Well, look, after all,

we got into this for the publicity value,

and we got a lot of publicity out of it.

We didn't mean for it to be our life's work.

And now we know that next time

we don't want to go to the elective office route.

-Too many variables. -Too many voters.

I can do a lot better in smoke-filled rooms.

Well, remember what Lloyd Bentsen said.

"A lot of wonderful statesmen have been nominated

in smoke-filled rooms."

It's better for the kid, you know.

-[whispering] I know. -It's much better.

I didn't want to drag her through all of this.

I know.

You're so understanding, you're making me horny.

[chuckles]

I'll tell you what.

You, um...

You wait here while I dismiss the staff and...

I'll try and make you forget all about the campaign.

I'm riveted to the couch.

He didn't want to win badly enough.

He wasn't willing to get tough with him when he had to.

Maybe he's losing it. I don't know.

But I do know I didn't get into this marriage to lose.

I'm interested in winning.

And if Greg doesn't feel the same way,

I'll find someone who does.

You found him.

[ominous music]

Well, at least they won't have you to kick around anymore.

Don't overwhelm me with your sympathy.

[ominous music]

But you don't need sympathy. You don't get hurt, remember?

You told me yourself.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Okay. That's it. Thank you.

You know what? They'll make your alibi in court, Gary.

Malcolm, give us a break.

I want Gary to be realistic about the response of the jury

when the prosecutor tells him that his only alibi

is that he was with his ex-wife,

a one-time mental patient,

who admits to attacking the victim in her office

only hours before her death.

Gary.

What happened in Jill's apartment?

We talked.

That's it?

[sighs] She'd been drinking,

and I didn't know how much of what I was saying

was getting through to her.

Do you know I could have you arrested?

I could just pick up the phone and call the police.

I'll leave as soon as you hear what I have to say.

I want you to stop hoping we could ever get back together.

I know that's what you've been thinking.

But here's the truth.

It's not that I don't love you. I mean, it's not just that.

I don't love you, and I told you that months ago.

Now I hate you.

I hate everything about you.

I hate your lying.

I hate your drinking.

I hate your sleeping pills.

I...

[thud]

Listen to me.

I hate the smell of your hair.

I can't stand the sound of your voice.

I can't stand the way you dress.

I can't stand your mannerisms, the way you chew your food.

So it's not that I could ever learn to love you again.

I could never learn to stop hating you.

I just wanted to make sure you understood that.

Gary, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[gasps for air]

[breathes heavily]

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[sighs]

[Mack] Gary's sticking to his story.

He admits going to Jill's apartment?

Yeah, but they were just talking.

-Well, maybe they-- -Don't even say it.

I mean, I love when you find the best in people,

and sometimes that's admirable, and sometimes it's annoying.

And right now it's annoying.

What's the police version?

Apparently they think Val convinced Gary

that Jill had threatened the twins

and he took off to Jill's apartment.

That he might not have intended to k*ll her when he went there

but they got into a fight and tied her up.

Then, as they figured, forced her to drink wine,

forced it down her,

his prints are on the bottle and on a glass

and he had wine stains on his shirt.

And then, and the police

think this is a copycat version of Val's story,

the way Jill tried to k*ll her,

Gary forced enough secobarbital in her,

to knock out a dozen horses.

Then, when she didn't go under fast enough, he gagged her,

wrapped her in a blanket and took her out to his car.

[Karen] Why did he talk to Val? Why didn't he just leave?

Well, Gary went back to Jill's apartment

to clean up the mess he made, to cover his tracks,

and when he saw a Val coming to the apartment,

he went into intercept her.

And he might have gotten away with it

if someone didn't see him putting the body in his car.

Jill might still be alive if he hadn't gagged her.

That's what the police think.

What do you think?

He did it.

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