Cape Fear Page #2

A little black bank book in there.

Read what that says.

- This one?

- That's it.

Fifty-four hundred dollars.

Where'd you get it?

It's in the bank right here, deposited

this very day. You saw that, didn't you?

I asked you

where you got it, boy.

That could be my business,

couldn't it?

Would you advise me

to answer a question like that?

You'd be wise to answer it.

That's the kind of advice I like.

Like I said, I'm a cooperative guy.

Check with the escrow officer of the

He'll be happy to tell you

exactly where that money come from.

- Anything?

- Nothing, Chief.

- Come on, Sam.

- "Come on, Sam"?

Y'all kind of friendly,

ain't you?

Nice, tight little corporation.

"Mark, old buddy, I don't like that

man's face. Throw him out of town."

"Why, certainly, Sam.

Anything to oblige you."

I'm gonna tell you somethin',

mister.

You're gonna be old and grey

before I ever leave this town.

I'll give you a warning.

Stay off my property...

day or night.

Sorry I couldn't phone you sooner,

but I was out on a case.

I got hold of the escrow officer

at his home earlier.

Cady sold the old family farm

for $5,900, net.

He's in the clear, Sam.

When are you going

to release him?

I've already done it.

A couple of hours ago.

Hold on, Mark.

What's going on with Marilyn?

I don't know.

I can't see her in the bushes.

- Where's your mother?

- In the kitchen, I think.

- You still there, Sam?

- Yes, Mark.

Just remember that there are legal ways

to convince Mr Cady...

that this can be

a pretty poor place to live in.

We'll do all we can.

I don't have to tell you

to keep your eyes open.

You can bank on that.

Thanks, Mark.

Marilyn stopped barking.

Maybe she caught a rabbit.

Marilyn never caught a rabbit

in her life.

- If she did, would she eat it?

- She doesn't know rabbits are to eat.

Sam! Sam!

Sam, come quick!

It's Marilyn!

She's having a fit!

Get the car started.

Dad, what's the matter with her?

Dad, what's the matter?

What's the matter, Marilyn?

Oh, Dad!

Open the door.

I'll get in the back.

You get in the front.

Maybe we'd better not take her.

She can't stay here.

Ten-to-one

it was strychnine, Sam.

You couldn't have saved her

if you'd been twice as quick.

To me it's the same

as murdering a human.

It's a shame

Nancy had to see it.

She was meant to see it.

Thanks, Doctor.

Don't let Daddy see you like this.

But this is when

I always feed her.

I'd like to speak to both of you.

I'm not telling you this

to frighten you...

but I want you to be careful.

I think you're old enough

to be told why.

Eight years ago I was a witness against

a man, and he was sent to prison.

The thing is, he's out now...

and blames me for his conviction.

He's the one

that poisoned Marilyn.

Maybe,

but there's no proof of that.

But you know he did.

Thinking isn't knowing.

Just be careful.

This is a big man.

He has dark hair.

He smokes cigars

and usually wears a panama hat.

I'll get you

a police photograph of him.

Until we have this thing

under control...

I want you never to leave this house

or the school grounds...

except in your mother's car.

There's nothing to worry about

as long as you're careful.

The police are going to keep

a very close watch on the house.

The chances are

he's just trying to scare us anyway.

A man like that

doesn't deserve civil rights.

Darling, you can't put a man in jail

for what he might do...

and thank heaven for that.

You think we could go away for a while,

take Nancy out of school?

Well, I did think of that.

But Cady can afford to go

anyplace we can go.

What are we going to do

about that man?

I don't know yet.

I know one thing.

Mustn't let him frighten us.

That'd bejust playing his game.

Sam?

What are you doing down here?

- I was hungry, and I heard Dad.

- Where is he?

He's talking to a policeman.

Probably just drove along the alley

and tossed the meat out.

Well, thanks for coming by.

Good night.

Don't you ever

do that to me again.

What were your physical findings,

Dr Pearsall?

Physical findings were a one-inch

shortening of the left leg.

And the X ray?

The X ray revealed that though

the fracture had healed...

there was marked indication

of degenerative joint disease.

By degenerative joint disease,

you mean arthritis?

- Yes.

- And what was your diagnosis?

Diagnosis was hip fracture with

destruction of the joint surfaces...

which caused the pain

and restriction of motion.

You then performed surgery

upon the plaintiff?

Yes.

This model should make the operation

easy for the jury to understand.

- What is it?

- Chief Dutton wants to see you.

- Right now?

- Right now.

Your Honour, may I be excused

for a few minutes?

Mr Garner will continue

the questioning.

- Permission granted.

- Thank you.

Keep him on as long as you can.

The jury likes him.

Oh, yes.

Yes, it is clear to me.

That's fine, if you want

to handle it that way.

Then you tell the county

it's their case, that's all.

I'm sorry to pull you out like this...

but this could be serious

for both of us.

Your friend Cady

turned up with Dave Grafton.

Oh, that's it.

Well, he got himself the right man.

Not for us. You know what he's like.

He's one of these ardent types.

You slap a cigarette

out of some hoodlum's mouth...

five minutes later he's in the mayor's

office yelling "police brutality"...

rallying the bleeding heart squad.

- Hello, Dave.

- Good morning, Sam.

I hope you haven't come

to dispute me on any technicalities.

No, I'm here as a citizen,

not as a lawyer.

- Don't worry about technicalities.

- Thank you very kindly.

First, let me say that my client

does not want to make any trouble.

He merely wants to put an end

to this persecution.

What persecution is this?

Well, I believe your records

will show the following:

Detention in jail

last Friday night...

I agree that you are,

technically, within your rights.

I merely mention this

as the beginning of a pattern.

What pattern?

I intend to establish

this pattern.

On Saturday, Mr Cady's room

was searched, his car was searched.

Did he protest the search?

During this time he was made to feel

he was suspected of poisoning a dog...

a truly despicable act, causing

serious damage to his reputation.

Hold on right there.

I can guarantee you none of my officers

mentioned this to anyone but Cady.

Perhaps.

But people become curious...

when a citizen's room

is searched by police.

On Monday...

my client was picked up

and interrogated by police...

on suspicion of armed robbery.

Tuesday, he was forced to stand in a

line-up on suspicion of purse snatching.

This constant attention

by the police...

caused his landlady to ask him

to vacate the premises.

He was forced to find other,

more expensive lodgings.

All right, what's the point?

Don't the police have a right

to interrogate a suspect any more?

You know, if anybody

had told me a week ago...

that you were capable

of a remark like that...

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