Murder, She Wrote - Season 1 Edit

A fast three million in oils now on their way to Washington.

A flat? How far from the house?

A man of limited vision saddled with a gossipmonger's mentality.

A pat on the head is more effective than a kick in the teeth.

A quiet meeting that night, a few drinks, some promises, a blow on the head...

A toast! What a marvelous idea.

A wonder she got home in one piece.

Abby, how do you go about training a dog to press a button?

Abby, I know how you felt about him.

Abby, I really think you should come back with me to Maine.

Abby, tell me about this man Potts.

Abby? Marcus Boswell here.

Abby.

Abby. It's wrong, Jess! His death is wrong.

Abigail Benton Freestone.

About what you'd expect, I'm afraid.

Ah, I assume that this means Morgana plans to challenge Denton's will.

Ah, thank you. [Clicks Tongue]

Ah, you already asked me that once, ma'am.

Ahh, if I were 30 years younger.

All of your tires were evenly worn.

All poor Tom's got is that miserable 600 acres next door.

All right, Jim boy, I'll get you a check off today.

All they ever wanted from him was his money. And now they'll get it.

Am I supposed to be frightened by that?

And a nice set of withers.

And blow into the intercom that is connected to this one.

And come to a sudden, screeching halt.

And crying like a mourning dove.

And Denton Langley's death was accidental, pure and simple.

And his accomplice, Asa Potts.

And how long did you stop?

And I bet he would have thought of a hundred different, clever ways to rake off all that he wanted.

And I have no intention of leaving till I find out what really happened here!

And I think that his scheme against Teddy...

And last night,

And Mrs. Fletcher, thank you so much for your help.

And saw someone outlined against the headlights.

And Teddy?

And that's all I know. The door to this room locks. It automatically locks.

And that's what's so unsettling for both of us.

And the gentleman from D.C.

And then the killer put the coat back on Trish?

And there are drugs that leave no trace.

And what about the clamoring relatives?

And when you left, Teddy was alone in this room?

And whoever pushed that button killed your sister.

And you had a pressing need for money.

And you're playing right into their hands, Sheriff.

Anthony, we're awfully sorry your wife couldn't make it. Aren't we, Trish?

Anything I can do for you, Mrs. Fletcher?

Are we having a good fight? Echo, why don't you go play with your electronic toys like a good little girl?

As for you, baby Trish,

As long as the dog learned to recognize it.

Audible only to a dog.

Aw, poor me. Can I get you a refill?

Barnes assumed it was Trish, so opened the gate.

Barnes gets something extra for guarding all the paintings.

Barnes looked into his monitor...

Barnes went out to pick her up.

Barnes, we're ready to go.

Be careful.

Be skeptical. Say I'm crazy. But I really saw it.

Because of them, those selfish relatives.

Before the gate closed.

Bicycle clip?

Bicycle clip. Plain, ordinary bicycle clip.

Boswell, we're gonna break that will. Oh, no!

But don't you see? See what?

But gettin' nowhere. Now, Denton, don't be an old lech.

But he was so unhappy underneath it all.

But he'll come home when he calms down a bit.

But I intend to head him off.

But I never thought lobbying for dictators a decent job for you.

But it might take a lot of years in court to prove it.

But it's gonna go to a lot of folks that need it more than we do.

But Morgana could...

But Mr. Boswell, just how vulnerable is the will?

But no one spoke into the intercom.

But nobody came by.

But she didn't get anything in the will.

But suppose we look a little further, to somebody who never expected to inherit.

But Teddy was alone in the room.

But then, what is?

But they were two separate crimes.

But who was it?

But you know how it feels.

But you'd planned for that eventuality.

But, uh, what about his?

Buy any stock touted by Spencer Langley.

By the one person who had seen the will.

By the way, this is all legal as hell,

By the way, those now go to the National Gallery.

Can I have a cup too? Yes, have this one.

Collecting men instead of dolls.

Come along, Anthony.

Come in out of your fantasy world and face your problems,

Come in. Come in. Thanks.

Come on, Teddy boy. Yes.

Come on, Teddy. [Chuckles]

Comes to about 15 million.

Confess? Oh, no, ma'am.

Could I ask someone a question, Mr. Coroner?

Could you show me the way to Morgana's room?

Crickets, a... a night bird calling.

Deliberately swerving along the road...

Do you ever ride out by the Langley Manor?

Do you remember hearing any unusual noise...

Don't go sweet on him, Jess. I'm the one with the bucks.

Don't they? It was hours before they found him.

Don't worry, Will. You'll know it when you see it.

Dumbest thing I ever did.

Ethan, it looks like I may not be home for a few more days.

Even Teddy's sensitive ears couldn't hear it this time.

Every dime goes to the S.P.C.A.

Everyone would connect the murder with the attempt on Teddy.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Face it, Marcus, I could drive a freight train through that loophole.

Fact is, we found it down near the driveway.

Father's gonna pull a fast one? Don't be ridiculous.

Find a nicer hobby, honey.

First Denton, then Trish.

Fletcher. He was carried away, all right, by a runaway horse.

For you yahoos in the back, that means "friend of the court."

Friday's the inquest. Till then, the dog is an accessory after the fact.

From her window.

Funny. That's what the undertaker said.

Gary Deems.

Giving this stuff to a dog is like feeding locoweed to a horse.

Go ahead, please.

Go away. Why don't you go kiss up to Father while you've got the chance?

Go on. Tell them, Jessica. Abby!

Goes to my faithful friend and companion,

Good boy! Sit!

Good bye, Marcus. [Phone Ringing]

Good morning, Echo. Good morning.

Good, good. My reputation's well earned.

Great honor to meet a world famous writer.

Greenville won't be the same without Denton Langley. Thank you, Marcus.

Guzzling martinis the way you used to suck up root beer,

Hah!

Hah!

Has he filed a suit against Teddy?

Have you noticed who's not here, Spence?

Have you seen Spencer? His horse is gone.

Having the dog destroyed seemed the surest way of breaking the will.

He believes that Abby used it that night...

He can't bear to see anyone having a good time.

He was such a wonderful person.

He's a notorious liar. Oh, I gathered that.

Hello, Echo.

Hello? Ethan?

Her Gemini is in the ascendant. Your Capricorn is at a very low ebb.

Here, Will, let me help you to fold that.

Hey, Jim boy.

His behavior was indefensible. Mmm, not to a good lawyer.

His specialty is breaking wills.

Hmm. Well, I'll run up there and see if there's anything I can do.

How do you do? Abby's told me a lot about you, Mrs. Fletcher.

How you doin', you old son of a gun? [Chuckles]

How's the, uh... How's the family taking it?

I didn't know what to do. I pounded on Spencer's door, but he didn't answer.

I didn't say that. Near as we can tell, it's more like a paw print.

I don't know what Teddy and I would have done without you.

I don't know. Maybe 20 minutes.

I don't think he wanted to take that jump.

I feel so foolish. But tests don't lie.

I guess he just got carried away with the excitement, Ms.

I guess I'll set 'em to combing the grounds.

I had a flat on the way over here. I guess I got some grease off the jack.

I have little use for theories, private or otherwise.

I heard a car horn, so I looked out.

I hope I don't sound too much like a schoolteacher.

I intend that every quick draw attorney around here...

I knew just as soon as I stopped looking at the crime...

I know he didn't. He was under doctor's orders to take it easy.

I know my old friend Tom is here.

I know Teddy will be very happy in his new home.

I may be a country boy, but, uh, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.

I may faint. This is insane! Teddy's a dog!

I mean, someone would have to turn on the intercom, and they'd recognize the voice.

I saw her spirit! I swear!

I say we plant her out there in the orchard.

I should've never listened to you and your crazy ideas!

I still don't understand why he did it.

I swear to it! He got me down, tore my arm!

I tell ya, ladies. I will be glad when this night's over.

I tell ya... my wife would give her eyeteeth for that. It's beautiful.

I think I'll prolong the suspense...

I think the killer drove her home,

I told you. I got that mark changing a tire.

I took the liberty of putting your horse in the stable.

I wanted to talk to the sheriff about it privately. Got it all worked out, eh?

I was thinking more of Trish.

I went to a lot of trouble putting this little show together,

I wish you'd stop calling yourself old.

I wonder, did you hear anything unusual?

I wouldn't go too far, Mrs. Fletcher.

I wouldn't put it past any of them.

I... admired him very much.

I... I guess I'm not making myself clear.

I... I keep thinkin'... What?

I... I'm sorry that we have to meet again under such sad circumstances.

I'd just feel so much better if you were here. Oh, of course.

I'm a heavy sleeper. You know that.

I'm glad she can't see you now,

I'm going to go see a man about a dog bite.

I'm gonna miss ya, Teddy.

I'm in charge of the ice brigade.

I'm often up at night. My aura thrives on moonlight.

I'm sorry to hear about Trish. I came as soon as I could. Sheriff.

I'm sorry, Miss Abby, but he bit something.

I'm telling you, Sheriff. Whoever is responsible...

I'm trying to tie everything together.

I've been in jail once, and I ain't goin' again.

I've got the only key.

If he hadn't lost his bicycle clip.

If I were you, I'd be careful. Very careful!

If Teddy dies of anything but natural causes,

If that's an accusation, Boswell, be rather careful, because I know a thing or two about slander laws.

If you expected to inherit.

If you think you're going to chase me away, Trish, you're wrong.

Imagine her surprise when she saw that videotape.

In that light, Barnes could only see the coat, not the face.

Is gonna know that this dog is no pussycat.

Is it, Mr. Boswell? You had access to Teddy.

Is that right?

Is there an "A.B.F." in the house?

Is there any other way? Well, any sort of sound,

Is there something stirring underneath that unique haircut of yours?

Isn't that understandable, with a murderer on the loose?

Isn't there a test that could be made on the horse?

It came over the Sheriff's band on my C.B.

It seems like you brought everything but the helicopter.

It still sounds like cats in heat.

It takes a sound mind and good judgment to handle that much money.

It was a safe disguise.

It was only a matter of giving the signal to Teddy over the intercom, disappearing before Barnes came into view.

It was only later that you interpreted...

It would have been a quiet, perfect means of leaving the scene,

It would have shown deep, new tread.

It's high time you learned your place!

It's the third time he's called today.

It's your broker. He insists on speaking to you.

Jessica, my old drinking buddy, Tom Cassidy. Well...

Jessica, you weren't in there when they practically accused me...

Just as I suspected. Under stress, the English always head for the teapot.

Just like you did when you trained him to help you to murder Trish.

Just trying to soften up your cousin with a few drinks.

Just what are you suggesting, foul play?

Ladies, I've picked out your horses for you.

Let us all in on it. Well, uh, l I, uh, only have a theory.

Let's freshen up that drink.

Let's go sit down, huh?

Like I told you, just some crickets. And a night bird calling.

Look, I don't want to be a pest about this, but...

Look. Yes?

Matter of fact... [No Audible Dialogue]

Maybe even a good nature. So that lets out all of you.

Maybe what he really wants is to win a big lawsuit against the Langley estate.

Mighty strange hour to be lookin' out windows, Ms. Cramer.

Mm hmm. Yes. Yes. And this time I'll even put a stamp on it.

Mmm, everything smells so sweet after the rain.

Mmm, he seems to have done very well by the Langley estate.

More like a rathole!

Morgana said she saw her sister's spirit rise with the call of a bird.

Morgana, try to pretend like you're on the same planet. At least today.

Morgana, you're not a bad woman.

Morgana.

Morning, Abby. Hello.

Mother, you're just upset. Of course, I'm upset.

Mr. Barnes,

Mr. Barnes, you say your view of the gate was obstructed at one point.

Mrs. Fletcher, I have little use for theories, private or otherwise.

Mrs. Fletcher, I just heard.

My astral projectionist puts all these phony psychiatrists to shame.

My bedroom has the only clear view of the gate.

My dear sister's ghost rising up from her earthly form...

My first real ghost and no one will believe me.

My first real ghost, and no one will believe me.

My little niece here is into electronic music... tweeters, woofers, heavy metal.

My only consolation is that he bought even more of it himself.

No, he wouldn't... [Morgana] Spencer!

No, I haven't seen my uncle. Where are you going?

No, ma'am. But I could get one. Tryin' to find somethin' in particular?

No, ma'am. Just the usual...

No, no. I'm afraid you won't break the will. You see, I helped him write it.

No, no. Your reins are far too tight.

No, Trish. This is, uh, the latest in will technology.

No!

No. [Chuckles]

No. No. Do you really think Teddy pushed that button?

No. Well, I'm not sure.

Not necessarily.

Not that I spend a lot of time eyeing horses.

Not true. Two days ago, I saw your tire tracks.

Now, at that time, you had no way of knowing that your sister would die.

Now, Barnes couldn't see the gate from the drive,

Now, for the motive. Fifteen million dollars worth of it...

Now, I believe that the call was the same one that Mr. Barnes heard.

Now, I believe that the killer tore it...

Now, I believe that Trish was still inside the car,

Now, Mr. Coroner, how long are we gonna entertain this, uh, comedy routine?

Now, my... my friends and neighbors know me better than that.

Now, please, go into the hall, Will,

Now, someone got out of the car and pushed the intercom buzzer.

Now, the Sheriff has Spencer's confession.

Now, there's a painter who knew his horseflesh. Look at those withers.

Now, this is a new coat, but the seams are split just like my car coat.

Now, this is the gate button that Teddy pushed...

Now, Trish came home at 2:00 a.m.

Now, what can I do for the two of you?

Now, you got an idea, tell us all about it.

Now, you've already locked up Teddy here.

Now... Now maybe he bumped off Denton too?

Of all the dirty tricks! Damn it, Boswell!

Of training Teddy to kill.

Off the record, Spencer, you've been a stupid ass.

Oh, a half mile.

Oh, but an infamous rider, I'm afraid.

Oh, but I suspect she was told that she would...

Oh, but you did go too far,

Oh, dear, Mr. Boswell. You have a nasty grease mark on your trousers.

Oh, don't be absurd. You men aren't killers.

Oh, endless repetition.

Oh, for God's sakes. [Doorbell Chiming]

Oh, hello there, Echo.

Oh, how awful. He might start an epidemic.

Oh, I know they all say that. But do I strike you as a violent person?

Oh, isn't she wonderful? She expects an old fellow like me to start an orgy right away!

Oh, Jessica, you were marvelous.

Oh, Mr. Potts, believe me.

Oh, Mrs. Fletcher, am I glad to see you.

Oh, my God.

Oh, no, ma'am. Feel free.

Oh, no, this is fine. I need the exercise, and some time to think.

Oh, please call me Jessica.

Oh, Spence, stuff it!

Oh, thanks for the ride.

Oh, that darn fool Trish.

Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Fletcher.

Oh, uh, another one of these. Thank you. Coffee.

Oh, uh, I beg your pardon, the three of you.

Oh, uh, part of my presentation, sir.

Oh, well, this old gray looks just about my speed.

Oh, yes! Yes, I know about Denton's mind,

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes. Yes, I'm quite sure of it.

Oh, you saw something, all right, or rather, someone... the murderer.

Oh, you'd have managed. I bet you'll be glad to get home to Kent.

Oh? Spencer's in debt?

Oh.

Okay, Teddy Watch the place while I'm gone, huh?

One like this? Got some initials on it too.

Only way to get those milksops over the first fence.

Open the gates!

Outside the gate that night?

Pay no attention to my brother. Now that Spence is unemployed,

Perhaps even made threats.

Picked up half a mile from the manor gate?

Please accept my heartfelt sympathy.

Please, let's pretend to be civilized, if not for my sake, at least for Father's.

Please, Mrs. Fletcher.

Please. Please, please, please.

Potts hasn't died. [Chuckling]

Potts, stop acting like a damned hillbilly.

Potts!

Provided the opportunity for Trish's murder.

Really? Excuse me.

Reckless driving made her Mercedes swing wide on the turn...

Remember that old shotgun you always liked?

Required so much, uh, liquid refreshment.

Right up to his Adam's apple.

Right. Once Trish was laid back in the path of the gate,

Saw that horse take off like Seabiscuit comin' down the homestretch.

Sawdust! S Sawdust! [Neighing]

Sawdust? He's too ancient for anyone but me.

Say, uh, you sure you don't want me to take you on up to the gate?

Say... N N Now, that's right.

Seems a shame.

Selfish relatives. All they ever wanted from him was his money.

Sh She can hardly stand up.

Sharing the cottage with her cousin.

She shouldn't be allowed to drive.

She'll have my Guernseys jumping through hoops before that happens.

Sheriff, I don't know what the voters of this county see in you, but I know what I see...

Sheriff, I think we should all hear what your deputy had to say.

Simple, Abby. He who controlled the dog controlled the money.

Since I know you're all there, waiting breathlessly,

Sit down, please.

Sit!

So be it. Uh, Ms. Fletcher here...

So don't get any funny ideas.

So I hope you all enjoy it.

So, here's what you all came for.

So, someone leaving here would have to pass you on their way?

So, you all thought you could get away with murder!

So? Well, if your car is like most people's,

Some night she's gonna smack into the gate.

Somebody deeply in debt...

Someone who needed an income...

Sounds like an excellent idea. Will, I hope you don't mind if I just sort of poke around.

Spencer, I want her off the property... immediately.

Spencer, it's too bad they keep blowing up your clients.

Spencer, what happened? Teddy's gone completely mad!

Spencer, why don't you sit down and be quiet?

Spencer.

Splendid! Do tell us all, Mrs. Fletcher.

Such as that mixed up daughter of yours.

Sure needs a lady's touch. It is Will, isn't it?

Tallyho!

Teddy is! Only Marcus Boswell can fire me.

Teddy was ready. You'd trained him in advance.

Teddy.

Teddy's gone completely mad. He went for my horse and then me.

Tell him I'm tied up, please.

Terrible accident, Tom. Just terrible. But the old boy had a full life.

Test? Jessica and Abby...

Thank heavens. And you'll be happy to know he wasn't rabid.

Thank you, Will.

Thank you. I do feel a little silly standing up here.

Thank you. Mr. Boswell, it's your broker.

Thanks. Well, the patients are screamin' for their medicine.

That a dog is capable of murder!

That a lengthy litigation would bring him.

That bicycle clip could belong to anybody.

That damned dog has got to be put down!

That doesn't sound like Sawdust. A calm, old horse like that doesn't suddenly go wild.

That right, Teddy?

That same person taught him to press the button when he heard a special sound.

That she was either unconscious or or drunk.

That there've been two deaths in the Langley family in one week?

That's enough, Abby! You're here to train the horse, not the rider!

That's fancy talk, ma'am. But it only adds up to one thing... you're kin.

That's irrelevant, immaterial and just plain inane.

That's mostly what we got around here.

That's ridiculous. Yes, of course it's ridiculous,

That's right, children.

That's the kind of thing I have in mind.

That's very kind, but I'll look after my cousin.

The attempts to... to eliminate Teddy.

The day he goes, honey, so do you.

The door closed and locked behind him.

The maples are turning, and it's so... Jessica, please don't treat me like a mental patient.

The mark I saw on your cuff the night of the murder.

The murderer must have trained him to scratch on the door of the security room every night.

The night that Trish Langley was killed.

The perfect opportunity to kill and avoid exposure.

The rest of my estate, built with my brains and my sweat,

The sheriff has just informed me of a little matter involving Spencer Langley...

The spare's never been out of the trunk.

The way the murderer wanted me to look at it.

The whole shebang...

Then the murderer put on her coat.

Then why was this bicycle clip...

There is such a thing as possession.

There's a cash gift for each of the staff.

There's a clause here that if you challenge it, it cuts you out completely.

There's blood all over his collar. [Whimpering]

Therefore, except for a modest family trust,

Therefore, it couldn't have been the killer's signal.

These... These trousers need cleanin' anyway.

They do not believe one word of this poppycock.

They're all dressed up with nobody to chase.

This is a tragedy, an awful tragedy.

This is Abby Freestone's whistle,

This one's not only unseemly, it's dangerous.

This whole ghastly ordeal has knocked me for a loop.

Three owls were seen in a black oak tree.

Through bad investments.

Till I'm satisfied, Mr. Boswell.

Till Trish put a stop to it.

Time for you to get back to work.

To command Teddy to push the button.

To Father, on his 80th birthday.

To life, love...

To make it look like drunk driving.

Tom, boy, I'm going to miss you.

Tom, meet Jessica Fletcher. She's here for a visit.

Tom, what's it like managing a dog's finances?

Tom? Eh, good morning.

Trish must have been furious,

Trish, you shouldn't be riding in your condition. It's dangerous to the horse.

Trish! Get up! Get up!

Trish's killer hid his bicycle along the road earlier in the evening.

Trish's new coat was split at the seams.

Uh huh.

Uh, excuse me, but whatever that is, would it have the same effect on a horse?

Uh, excuse me. You looking for something?

Uh, to keep this short, I'm only going to call one witness... Teddy.

Very good, sir.

Was there any sign of any tampering with the door?

We'll go to jail! Unless we shut her up.

We're all devastated by the loss.

We've got plenty here. The ice bucket's up there.

Well, a good will can stand up to famine, fire, pestilence...

Well, Abby is very upset.

Well, Abby, Miss Fletcher.

Well, actually, I was... I was just thinking.

Well, all that cash makes me a little nervous.

Well, as Denton's attorney, I'd best get down to business.

Well, beautiful mornin'. Isn't it? Teddy!

Well, Denton was always a wild one.

Well, either get a job or starve.

Well, first of all, Sheriff, she's got no motive.

Well, how about a toast for later?

Well, howdy, Mrs. Fletcher. Out for a walk? Morning, Will.

Well, I hear Miss Freestone had a thing for the old man.

Well, I'm afraid she just might be right.

Well, it took my entire bag of tricks to get Teddy released on his own recognizance.

Well, it's yours.

Well, l... I'd better see if she's all right.

Well, l... Sheriff, I do think that you and I should discuss it together. I mean, it it's just a guess.

Well, laugh all you like, but your aunt desperately needs treatment.

Well, let's get down to business.

Well, Mrs. Fletcher?

Well, nonsense. Denton Langley's mind was as sound as anyone's.

Well, now that everybody's here, maybe I can ask a few questions.

Well, now, isn't that wonderful?

Well, of course not. He'd have to be trained.

Well, of course, I'm innocent. I was framed.

Well, she's convinced that someone murdered Denton.

Well, so much for fond farewells. Now to business.

Well, thanks so much, Mr. Boswell. Teddy's coming home.

Well, think again, because my cousin has worked it all out!

Well, uh, I believe that it... it could have happened like this...

Well, uh, ladies, please. Oh.

Well, up in the security room there's this button that closes the gate.

Well, we simply have no proof one way or the other.

Well, we're not gonna forget either one of you.

Well, you didn't do it. But somebody else might have done it.

Well, you must admit you're not yourself.

What do you mean?

What in blazes is that?

What is it? You've figured something out, haven't you?

What now, Morgana? Spence, the tea leaves!

What the...

What was that all about? Around here, some of the real beasts walk on two legs.

What you saw as a ghost.

What's that, a movie?

When he or she put it on quickly.

When I reveal who killed Trish, your little scheme will hardly be noticed.

When those paintings go next week, so do I.

When you persuaded Trish to dope her father's horse.

Where is Boswell? He should have been here three minutes ago.

Which means that the killer had to be someone in this house.

Which means that the killer had to be someone in this house. I knew it.

Which the sheriff found near the gate.

Who are all those men? Ah, Sheriff's posse.

Who needs treatment, dear brother?

Whoa! Damn it!

Whoa! Damn it!

Whoa! Easy, boy!

Why did she do it? For the millions that she couldn't wait to inherit.

Why don't we look in the trunk of your car?

Why don't we look in your closet for your greasy trousers?

Why don't you feed him his treat?

Why don't you go ahead? It can't be much fun poking along with an old fellow like me.

Will be starting off this inquest as "amicus curiae."

Will never get away with framing that dog.

With a parting word to each of you.

Without this clip, he got that characteristic greasy mark on his trouser from the chain,

Would you blow this, please, Will?

Would you like me to stay here with you a little longer?

Would you, Jess? Oh, just till after the will is read.

Wouldn't you be if you'd just seen Trish's spirit take wing?

Yes, a night bird. A mockingbird.

Yes, but have your clients considered the risks first, Gary?

Yes, far away from the Langley clan. And Marcus Boswell.

Yes, just awful.

Yes, ma'am. It's not often we get to use the sheriff's new gizmos.

Yes, ma'am. Will Roxie. Mm hmm.

Yes, Mr. Boswell.

Yes, well, he's making noises,

Yes, you see, his... his angle is...

Yes! What about Denton's death? Isn't it a little strange...

Yes? [Secretary] I'm sorry, sir.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes. Well, you know I'm already up to...

Yes. Yes. Afraid so. They're all in on it.

You are talkin' about a perfectly normal dog as if he's possessed!

You can pick him up at the sheriff's office anytime you want.

You cannot possibly believe that a dog is capable of murder!

You could add some orange juice to that and call it breakfast.

You could train him to respond to a vocal command.

You didn't actually think you could get away with drugging Teddy and having that man fake an injury?

You got about a half a mile to go, you know.

You know, "Teddy, push! Good boy." No, it's too risky.

You know, I have something that'll take that grease right off there.

You know, I think we should talk to Mr. Boswell.

You know, it could be a long and bloody battle.

You mean Sawdust? No, I found no trace in the horse.

You really should be careful, Abby. I'm not afraid of Spencer.

You see, Denton's death, the inheritance,

You see, the facts do fit. Denton had to die. Teddy had to be discredited.

You were always your mother's spoiled child.

You wouldn't happen to have one of the sheriff's new metal detectors with you, would you?

You'll get off lightly if you confess to fraud.

You'll never know, old man.

You're always making fun of me. How am I supposed to get any work done?

You're not my employer... either of you.

You're not nervous, are you, little sister? You're breaking out.

You're wasting your breath.

You're welcome, Mrs. Fletcher.

You've been making some very serious accusations, Miss Freestone.

You've been seeing too many Stephen King movies. Oh, no.

You've trained every other animal on this place. I guess all we've got left is Denton.

[Laughing] Oh, Trish. Don't be flattered. She says that to all the boys.

[Teddy Whimpers] [Boswell] Oh, don't even consider that.

All right, everybody, just hush. Uh, Sheriff, you cannot possibly believe...

And many more, Daddy. Where's that damn dog of mine?

And so do you, Aunt Trish. [Spencer] Ladies, please.

Are they sure? They're positive.

Are you the vet? Yes, ma'am.

But, uh... But Mr. Deems has found a loophole?

Do you know who did it? Yes, Mr. Langley.

Do you own a bicycle? Yes, I do. So do lots of other people.

Don't give me any ideas. Young lady, it's high time you learned some manners.

He oughta be put away! I agree!

He went for my horse and then me. Which showed perfectly good sense.

I don't understand. You saw a coated figure rise up...

It's guesswork. Makes sense to me.

Like a whistle? Possibly.

Oh, my God. There goes the will! Over my dead body it does!

Over my dead body it does! [Spencer] First he attacks Potts, now he's murdered Trish!

So, who'd he bite? No one. Spencer and his horse weren't even touched.

Sometimes. What about the night that Trish died?

Teddy! [Barking]

Teddy? Yes, you see, if a court declares that dog mentally incompetent...

Teddy. Teddy. Ladies and gentlemen, to horse.

That dog has got to go! Oh, wouldn't that be convenient!

That's the dog, Sheriff! Are you sure?

The signs are there for the reading. [Horse Neighing]

This is insane. Teddy's a dog! [Growling]

Turns out the killer left a print. A fingerprint?

Um, snapping fingers, a whistle... Whistle! That's the kind of thing I have in mind.

Well, that's absurd! Oh, my God! There goes the will!

Well, what's the point? I'm sorry.

What, the accident? No.

Which way to the Potts farm? It's that way.

Why not? Because that whistle is above the range of any loudspeaker.

Will, are you still there? Yes, ma am.

You have to explain that. She's just tryin' to talk her way out of this!

You would. [Whimpers]

?? [Chamber] [Chattering]

"Miss Stable Nanny." Abby?

[Abby] Denton!

[Abby] Denton! Help him! Rein him in!

[Barking Continues]

[Barking Continues] What are you doing to that dog? Teddy, sit!

[Barking]

[Barks]

[Barks]

[Barks]

[Birds Chirping] [Nickering]

[Birds Twittering On Intercom]

[Birds Twittering]

[Boswell] Let me tell you something, Spencer.

[Both Laughing] [Vehicle Approaching]

[Buzzing] Drunk again.

[Chainsaw Blaring]

[Chainsaw Idling]

[Chainsaw Resumes Blaring]

[Chuckles]

[Chuckles] But, uh, ladies, don't you worry about that.

[Chuckles] Careful, Denton. They warned me about you.

[Chuckles] How strange.

[Chuckles] I can't get used to a client who doesn't talk.

[Chuckles] Let's, uh... Let's hit the ball around next time I'm in D.C.

[Chuckles] So long.

[Chuckles] Well, how about a toast?

[Chuckles] Well, we're actually curious about that man Potts.

[Chuckles] Yes, ma'am.

[Chuckling] [Trish] Hee yah! Hee yah!

[Chuckling] Back again. Just like clockwork.

[Chuckling] Oh.

[Chuckling] Whatever will she do if the world runs out of married men?

[Chuckling] Whoops.

[Chuckling] You have a remarkable imagination.

[Chuckling] You know, I never realized a hunt breakfast...

[Crickets Chirping]

[Crying]

[Denton Grunts] [Abby] Denton! Denton!

[Denton On TV] Greetings, friends... and kinfolk.

[Denton] Jessica, Abby, over here.

[Dogs Barking]

[Door Closes] Hello.

[Doorbell Chiming]

[Echo] How about the ice?

[Engine Starting]

[Engine Starting]

[Engine Stops Running]

[Footsteps Approaching]

[Gate Closes]

[Grunts] You know you're safe in here, don't ya, hmm?

[Horse Neighing] Good morning, Spence.

[Intercom Buzzes] Excuse me.

[Intercom Buzzing] Hasn't broken out of a trot in years.

[Jessica] I was so certain there was something wrong with that horse.

[Jessica] The bandage. I thought so.

[Laughing]

[Neighing]

[Neighing] [Teddy Barking]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[No Audible Sound]

[Police Radio Chatter]

[Police Radio Chatter]

[Police Radio Chatter] [No Audible Dialogue]

[Radio Chatter Continues]

[Scoffs, Chuckles]

[Sighs]

[Sighs] Ladies, never, never...

[Sighs] Put him on.

[Sniffs] Oh, Tom.

[Snorts]

[Songbird Singing]

[Teddy Barks]

[Teddy Whimpering, Scratching On Door]

[Teddy Whimpering] [Gasps]

[Teddy Whimpering] Here comes trouble.

[Teddy Whimpering] This is an ultrasonic whistle,

[Tom] Found the horse yet? He's halfway to the next county by now,

[Whimpering Continues]

[Whimpering Continues]

[Whimpering]

[Whimpering]

[Whispering, Indistinct]

[Will On Intercom] I blew into this end just like you said, ma'am.