Body Heat Page #5

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Unfortunately, my plan backfired.

I ran into a judge who had had

other dealings with Mr. Racine...

...a Judge Costanza.

It seems there were problems

with an estate in a case four years ago.

Very different problems, it's true...

...but on a will that Mr. Racine

prepared. It was quite a mess.

Accusations of carelessness and malpractice

suit. I think he called it the Gourson case.

Gourson.

Once again, Mr. Hardin, you've lost me.

Yes, what does this all mean?

It means, I'm afraid,

that Edmund's will is invalid.

Edmund Walker died intestate,

as though there were no will at all.

So what happens now?

You don't know?

No, I don't.

Perhaps Mr. Racine

would like to tell you.

In the state of Florida,

when a person dies without a will...

...and there are no children

or surviving parents...

...then the spouse inherits everything.

My God.

You mean it's all mine?

Though that was clearly

not your husband's intention.

My God.

He intended Heather to benefit.

Of course.

Of course, I understand.

Of course.

You look good in black.

I've missed you so badly.

I need you.

At first, I couldn't figure out how

you got my stationery. Then it came to me.

Edmund's signature was a snap.

You knew I wouldn't challenge mine.

Please stop. I don't blame you

for hating me right now.

You have really done it, Matty.

You really have.

Will you come to the house tonight?

I want you more now than I ever have.

I know how you must feel...

...but please come tonight.

I hope you haven't done us in.

Hi, guys.

Just come on in.

Make yourself at home.

- Sorry about that.

- Not me.

The door was unlocked, inviting illegal

entry, which makes Oscar's job so hard.

Sorry, Oscar.

You guys want a beer?

No thank you. I already had one.

Ned, how in the f*** did you ever

get involved with this Matty Walker?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, she's poison.

What do you know

about her old man's death?

What I read. He died in the fire.

Looks like arson.

Was arson.

Okay, was arson.

You don't know if he set it

and f***ed up...

...or if that's how

somebody wanted it to look like.

He didn't set it.

Somebody offed him.

- His people owned the place, right?

- That's right.

And a very rough group of fellows too.

Possible they wanted to cut Edmund out,

but it doesn't seem like...

...a very neat way

to handle something like that.

No, it's not their style. They're very smooth.

They'd rather destroy you than kill you.

And they hate publicity.

Me, I'm more interested

in the grieving widow.

Her sister-in-law has got plenty

of ideas along that line too.

She could barely contain herself today.

I noticed that.

But she wants to wait and see how

Matty treats her on the estate.

- Doesn't want to blow it.

- How'd you get involved?

They asked me to redo the will.

I met with her and Edmund.

It was pretty simple.

Mary Ann Simpson witnessed it with me.

Walker didn't think it was a big deal.

- That's it?

- That's it.

- What was this Simpson's story?

- I don't know.

She was just passing through. Old friend

of the family's. Good-looking broad.

On her way to Europe?

The passport people

didn't have any record of it.

What do you think?

About the wife.

I suppose it's possible. I don't know much

about her except what I've seen.

- It wouldn't shock me either way.

- I have this feeling she's very bad news.

Take some incredibly intelligent advice

and stay away from her.

He's right, for once.

Well, I'm sorry, guys.

I just can't do that.

Why not?

For one thing,

did you get a look at her?

That wouldn't be quite so meaningful,

except today she came on to me...

...and that lady is about to come into

a great deal of money.

In fact, she invited me out there tonight

and I'm going, and I'll keep on going...

...as many days or nights...

...or weekends as she'll have me.

Ned, someday your dick is going to

lead you into a very big hassle.

That lady may have killed her husband.

Yeah, but she won't inherit anything

by killing me.

Besides, maybe she'll try

to f*** me to death.

Ned, you've messed up before and

you will again. It's your nature.

But they've always been small-time.

This might not be.

She's trouble, Ned, the real thing.

Big-time, major-league trouble.

Watch yourself.

Mary Ann and I left Wheaton together

and went to Chicago.

We didn't know what we were doing.

I got into bad trouble with drugs.

Speed.

Real bad.

I did things that...

Worse than you can imagine.

I thought I would die.

I prayed I would.

And then a man helped me.

He got me clean.

He didn't want much in return, either.

He was a lawyer. He put me to work

in his office. I learned a lot there.

That's where I picked up the business

about making a will invalid.

It happened to him.

I swear, I never would have used you

if I had known about your case.

I was afraid to tell you.

I knew you wouldn't let me do it.

I'm greedy, like you said.

I wanted us to have it all.

I don't blame you...

...for thinking I'm bad.

I am. I know it.

I'd understand

if you cut me off right now.

If you never trusted me again,

you'd probably be smart...

...but you must believe one thing:

I love you.

I love you, and I need you.

And I want to be with you forever.

They already think you're involved.

I don't care.

Great.

There's nothing we can do about it now.

In a little while,

we'll either have the money or we won't.

It's out of our hands.

I fired the housekeeper.

We can stay together

as long as we want.

We're all alone now.

That's right, I've been

going down there a lot lately.

Isn't that amazing? Miami. Jesus.

I'm handling the purchases

of some property down there.

I'll be going back again in the future if

that's okay, if it's still legal to go to Miami.

- He's mad.

- Why should I be mad...

...because my friend

I've known for years...

...asks my whereabouts the night

of a recent murder?

It's not so recent anymore.

Maybe he feels a bit of pressure.

You brought this on yourself, man.

I don't run this department.

There are people watching this thing.

They hear you out there every night

banging the widow...

...it tends to call attention to you.

So don't give me that sh*t.

That is my business.

You mean that's your f***ing business.

This whole damn case is getting crazy.

You tell him about the glasses?

Seems that Walker

always wore steel-rimmed glasses...

...a real fanatic about them.

But they weren't on the scene.

Coroner says

they should have been there.

He says that even after the fire, the frames

would've been seared right into his...

- You don't want to hear the details.

- So what?

So it's looking more and more

like he was killed somewhere else...

...and brought there in his own car.

Your honey, his wife, said

he left the house in the night...

...driving himself to some mysterious

meeting. Is that vague enough for you?

Look, what is this?

What do you want?

Am I supposed to be an undercover agent

for you guys, or something?

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