Sex and Lies in Sin City: The Ted Binion Scandal Page #3
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Have you read it? Look, right there.
They announced it practically to the world.
They wanted him dead.
What?
that you wanted him dead.
You told the Gaming Control Board that
Ted had made death threats against you.
He told them that he only did it
because you threatened him first.
Lou, you know that's BS.
When Teddy was drinking or drugged,
he said things. We all said things.
Now, big Teddy, we've done the paperwork.
You know,
there is something wrong with you.
The Gaming Board has told you numerous
times that shacking up with a stripper
is a questionable choice,
and yet you continue to do so.
when you talk about me like I'm not here.
So the Gaming Board's got
their panties in a twist, so what's new?
In February, the suspension will be lifted
and everybody'll go back to work.
Come on, you couldn't pass a drug test
if your life depended on it.
Well, I'll shave every hair off my body
if I have to.
And meantime, the Horseshoe continues
No, thank you. We are buying you out.
You'll be dead first!
You're gonna sit here in my house
and threaten my life?
I don't think so. Benny, give me the gun.
You want to play with guns
at the dinner table, that's fine with me.
Good. It's the only way to shut her up.
Don't point a gun at my mom.
Yeah, I'll take you out.
I hope you told your slut
what clothes you want to be buried in.
How many times I got to tell you?
I'm the only one
who's allowed to call her a slut!
And just so everybody knows,
I want to be buried in my blue suit.
Hey, just so everybody knows,
I'm gonna buy him out.
Why do you always laugh at the way
Well, I don't know
why you gotta always let it get to you.
-Because I'm afraid you'll believe her.
-Baby.
You know I don't care a thing
about what she says.
You don't get it. I love you.
And if you left me, I don't know what I'd do.
Give me a kiss.
Somebody please get the door.
Benny, go get that door, then get dressed.
We're gonna be late for the service.
I'm going. Coming!
-What's with the racket?
-Where's your mother?
Ted's blue suit.
I took it to the funeral place today.
They told me
that you'd already brought him a black suit.
That's not what he wanted, Becky,
and you know that.
Of all days. Of all days.
-Who else is here?
-This is family time,
and you are not invited.
Go on.
What are you doing? Becky, this isn't right.
You can't act like I don't matter!
-Hey.
-Hey, we need to talk.
-Did they set your bail yet?
-That's not why I'm calling.
They searched my truck.
so?
They found a note from you.
"My lover. I love my lover."
That's what she wrote.
Sandy Murphy and her lover, Rick Tabish,
murdered my brother.
I don't know how they did it, but they did it.
-And you know this, because...
-Because I have flawless women's intuition.
Now I just need someone to get out there
and prove it one way or the other.
Now, Lou offered you the job.
Do you want it or not?
Only if I'm allowed to give the police
whatever I find.
Honey.
You know, my brother...
Teddy...
We used to play hide-and-go-seek
in that casino when we were kids.
You give whatever you find, whatever,
to the police.
-I'd appreciate it.
-I'll do it.
You know what?
They're a bunch of knuckleheads, too.
"l love my lover," right there.
What the hell do they think is going on?
This is such a nightmare.
Don't worry, baby. I called the sheriff, baby.
I've got it covered.
I did call him. Three times I called him.
Why did you keep that note?
You know what? Good. It's out.
I don't care who knows.
Really? Well, don't forget
I'm the actual one who's married.
Oh, yeah. I didn't forget.
Maybe I should have let her bail you out.
Look, whatever they say about us,
we just deny it.
Just deny, deny, deny.
You know, if people knew
what it was like living with Ted,
they'd congratulate me
for staying faithful as long as I did.
-What did you do that for?
-Because you don't know when to shut up.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Don't you ever hit me again!
You better stop. I'll send your ass
back to Cheetahs, replace your ass.
-Mr. Ted! What is going on?
-What are you, writing a book?
That woman ain't worth eight eggs,
but she sure knows how to fight.
told you to take me out, keep me happy,
-keep me quiet.
-He's concerned about you, yes.
Well, he should be.
He's been gone three weeks,
being Mr. Perfect Husband.
He said he'd only be gone a couple of days.
Hey, I want him back down here, too.
I keep telling him the pot's about to boil.
Thank you.
I still don't understand how they can
charge me with trying to steal the silver.
I wasn't even there.
that Rick talked to you several times
while he was digging it up.
Evidence of conspiracy.
-My cell phone records?
-That's right.
Greg, are you saying that the police know
every time Rick and me
spoke on the phone?
Excuse me.
I was asked to deliver this to the lady.
Courtesy of Mr. Ian Miller.
He owns half the mines in Nevada.
May l? Anything you need.
Cell phone records. All summer long
Rick and Sandy were calling each other,
There's also receipts for hotel stays
in Beverly Hills, signed Sandy Tabish.
And taped interviews with witnesses
who heard them talking about killing Ted.
And you showed all this to the police?
I think I'm gonna have Mr. Sacco
cut you a check today.
Now that certain facts have come to light
surrounding the death of Ted Binion,
we no longer believe the cause of death
to be undetermined.
During autopsy, we discovered
a liquid mixture of heroin and Xanax
in Binion's stomach. As he was known
to smoke and not ingest the drug,
we now believe Ted Binion was murdered.
As to figuring out
the particular details of the homicide,
I'll defer that to Lieutenant Alston.
Excuse me, but how do you investigate
a homicide five months after the fact?
Wasn't the crime scene
completely contaminated?
This case will be
particularly challenging, yes.
Well, who's on your list of suspects?
I'm afraid we're not at liberty
to discuss that at this time.
As if the world doesn't know the only names
are Rick and Sandy on that list.
We know their motives.
I know this is not a place to come,
but it keeps all those holier-than-thou
reporters from following us around.
Here. Right here. Sandy, this is Evan James.
Hi. How are you?
Good, thank you. Nice to meet you.
-Thanks for coming.
-Sure.
Thank you very much for coming.
So?
So... So the toxicology report just came in.
It clearly states
that Ted died of an overdose.
But they're saying that
the cause of death is undetermined.
And the cops are calling me and Sandy.
They're trying to get us to talk,
trying to get us to come in there
and trump up murder charges or something.
You got to be kidding me.
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