Forbidden Sins Page #4

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Well, extravagance is relative.

I just wanted to show you how much

I appreciate what you're doing.

Well, you know, I am being paid

for what I'm doing.

Yeah, but you can't pay someone

to believe in you.

- But there is a catch.

- Oh, yes, I thought so. What is it?

When we win...

I take you to dinner.

You know what?

Let's win fiirst.

- Then we'll talk about it. Okay?

- Okay.

- I'll see you in the morning.

- Thank you.

Ginny said that she needed

to spend some time alone...

and that she would call me later.

Then she left.

That's the last time

I ever saw her alive.

Your witness.

On the night that Virginia Hill died,

did she call you on the telephone?

Do you realize

you're still under oath?

She didn't call me.

If it's found you've perjured yourself,

you'll face criminal charges.

Objection. Defense is

unnecessarily badgering the witness.

Sustained.

You had a sexual relationship

with Mr. Mulholland, didn't you?

Yes.

Did Mr. Mulholland

ever harm you in any way?

No.

Did he ever ask you

if he could tie you up...

or did he tie you up?

Never.

Thank you.

No more questions.

Hi. Come on in.

What you got?

Roger Nunn's rap sheet.

The DA fiinally got around

to sending it over.

Don't bother.

Nunn was in jail

the night Virginia Hill was killed.

He was picked up on March 1 2

on a bench warrant...

for an outstanding speeding ticket...

where he stayed until

he fiinally made bail on the 20th.

Damn.

Hey. Don't you quit on me now.

I need you.

We're gonna win this thing.

You'll see.

- Mrs. Doherty?

- Yes?

I phoned you the other night.

Yes. Hi. Of course.

I was afraid you wouldn't call back.

I have some information.

I don't know what to do.

Listen, why don't we meet--

I can't do this.

I-- I'm sorry, I just can't.

No, wait, don't--

Mrs. Peterson,

I'm Maureen Doherty.

I think you called me. Is there

something you wanted to talk about?

You have the wrong person.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Look, I know it was you.

Claire!

Who the hell is it?

It's-- It's just Girl Scouts

selling cookies.

Tell 'em to get the f*** outta here!

Make me some breakfast.

It was a mistake.

I can't talk to you.

Please go.

Look, wait, if you change your mind,

here's my card.

- Please, it's imp--

- Claire!

It's important.

So, one of the forensic guys

called me over to the fiireplace.

- This what he showed you?

- It is.

Please describe it to the court.

It's a piece of light blue fabric

with blood...

that we've confiirmed

belongs to the victim, Virginia Hill.

Your witness.

Detective Doherty, did you know

Mr. Mulholland prior to this case?

- I did.

- Did you have a low opinion of him?

Yes, and for a good reason.

I wasn't asking for your reasons,

Detective.

Merely trying to establish that you had

a preformed opinion of the man.

You claimed you were never alone

in Mr. Mulholland's residence, correct?

That's right.

And on the day in question, did you

arrive prior to the other offiicers?

It's possible.

Was Mr. Mulholland

out by the pool at that time?

I wouldn't know. His maid told me

to wait in the foyer while she got him.

Well, now I'm confused,

Detective...

because you said you were never

alone at the house.

Isn't that right?

- I was alone for a couple seconds.

- Uh-huh.

Long enough to plant evidence,

Detective?

Your Honor,

may we have a side bar?

Approach.

Your Honor, Counsel is attempting

to impugn solid evidence...

with unsubstantiated innuendo...

to discredit

an outstanding offiicer.

It's disgraceful.

Your Honor, if you allow me to pursue

the current line of questioning...

it will become apparent the veracity

of the evidence is doubtful at best.

I'm going to allow it, but you're

on a very short leash, Ms. Doherty.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now, Detective Doherty,

have you ever been accused...

of falsifying

or planting evidence?

I was cleared.

Isn't it true...

that the charges were dropped

as a result of a plea bargain?

Your Honor, I strongly object.

Detective Doherty

is not on trial here.

Maybe he should be.

Strike that last statement

from the record.

Counselor, another remark like that

and I'll cite you with contempt.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Detective Doherty,

are you aware...

that Mr. Mulholland's maid

stated in her affiidavit...

that she cleaned the fiireplace...

a day before you arrived

with your search warrant?

Yes.

Then isn't it true...

that you found the evidence

at Virginia Hill's home...

and later planted it

at the home of Mr. Mulholland?

That is absolutely not true.

I thought this wasn't personal.

I warned you if you started playing

games with me, I would crucify you.

You know damn well I told you about that

plea bargain as a husband to his wife.

You crossed the line, Maureen.

Oh, I'm surprised

you even know where the line is.

I thought you were better than me.

Hey, it's me.

You rushed off today.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

I had some things to take care of.

Well, let me take you to dinner.

Well, thanks, but it's late,

and by the time you get here--

Open the door.

Sorry. What?

Just hang up your phone

and open the door.

Okay.

Come on in.

I thought you might need

a little cheering up.

That's very sweet.

Thank you.

Can I interest you

in a very, very dry martini?

Oh, yes.

By ``very, very dry'' do you mean

just opening the vermouth bottle...

and just waving it over the gin?

I was thinking of pouring a few drops

of vermouth in the humidifiier...

and setting it on low.

That sounds even better.

Was I that obvious?

Not really.

I don't even think

the DA noticed.

Well, Fred Booth has the sensitivity

of seedless grapes.

Yes.

- There you go.

- Cheers.

Excellent.

I guess I did let my emotions

rule the day today.

Maureen, you were married

to the guy.

You're gonna have a residue of emotions,

good or bad.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Do you play?

Enough to be critically panned.

Me too.

Oh, you use the pedal.

That's good.

Not bad.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I don't think we should mix

emotions and martinis today.

You'd better go, David.

All right.

The People call Celeste Paige.

I object, Your Honor.

This witness is not on the roster,

and we've had no time to prepare.

Miss Paige was included

in our discovery material, however...

we were unaware of her whereabouts until

she contacted us yesterday afternoon.

- You're sure her testimony is relevant?

- Absolutely.

Your Honor, I must object. We've had

no time to prepare for this witness.

Overruled, Ms. Doherty.

How long were you married

to the defendant, Miss Paige?

Three years.

And could you give us a brief overview

of those three years?

Well, in the beginning

it was wonderful.

David was-- or seemed to be--

the perfect man.

But eventually--

eventually I realized

he was masking something.

Masking what, exactly?

Well, he started bringing home

this smut--

women bound and gagged.

It was disgusting.

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