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I'm Erica Baldwin. Thank you for accepting my invitation.
Arnold, I'm kind of busy right now. She's here, Phil.
thanks to the untimely demise of three...
Personally, I think Horatio did the world a big favor.
And the captain wants to talk to you, Jess.
Mrs. Baldwin is willing to pay you $100,000 if you can prove that Horatio was murdered.
This? I only wear it on special occasions.
as his publicity people painted him.
I'm trying to write a book myself.
We're searching for Horatio's secret hiding place.
I had the device put in to keep unwanted visitors out.
The key to the mystery...
Well, Captain, what you're describing, that's impossible. I know that.
Hey, Ned, you hear that? Yeah. Sounded like a shot.
Horatio Baldwin must now suffer the judgment...
Please fasten your seat belts.
would have first replaced his own file with something less incriminating.
have a built-in thermostat on his desk?
They phoned him for instructions.
Amateurs. For help, we've got amateurs.
[Man] Code five. Code five.
[Applause]
Oh, I know. Grim. [Horatio] Mrs. Fletcher?
Morning. Mmm, you're sexy at this hour of the morning.
Exercise discretion, sir.
But that still doesn't bring us any closer to solving the murder.
[Billy] You should have seen it, Dad. It was really great.
How wonderful, Mr. Carlson. You've found our prize.
Mr. Baldwin, are you in there?
Horatio Baldwin is dead, and I killed him.
It's 555-1998.
[Drops Gun]
There's no way to tell.
Hold it! Hold it, there!
Kitty, kitty.
but what I can't understand is why you ran.
I'll carry this one.
I was right here, and, believe me, there's no way it could've been anything but a suicide.
[Davis] Well, I don't. Blackmail, sir.
That's what he promised me two years ago before he snatched it away.
You know what that means. Another park. More red ink, more falsified accounts.
My friends, I swear on my honor. I meant no harm!
- Horatio Baldwin? - Horrible Horatio?
It was ugly, Mrs. Fletcher. I wanted to quit.
But I'm afraid I have to deal with reality now, finding a job, paying the rent.
I'll just bet you would.
As a matter of fact, we... that is... Mrs. Baldwin...
On orders from Phillip Carlson... Carlson?