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[Thunderclaps] [Wind Howling Loudly]
I slipped, didn't I?
And he was always meddling in Nan's private life.
Well, perhaps so, but humor me.
Well, I can appreciate you've got some kind of a problem, Mr. Earl... [Lisa] Shelby.
Ladies, forgive my presumption,
Oh! Well, Mrs. Fletcher, have you come along to join the merriment,
I did. Mrs. Fletcher, you astound me.
I suppose that means you're gonna want me to bait your hook too.
but I wanted to see the bottom of her feet.
Well, tonight you are a professional nincompoop.
He wasn't sure. But no longer than 12 hours.
I'm sorry, Terry. I just find it very hard to believe.
It's rocky out there, Maggie. No place for bare feet.
Just as you predicted, the shots that killed Dad...
Not obvious. She could have done it.
And last night, during the storm... -
Mad?
You came to get my help and advice?
And I am very angry about it.
That's a sweet thought, Ralph. I'll remember it.
Still, he was an actor.
- I didn't steal it. - I didn't think you did.
You see, uh... You see where the wood's started to rot?
I really do.
Naturally, I'm as upset as anyone over the death of Mr. Earl.
I don't remember what it was about...
Mrs. Fletcher's right.
I wonder if we wouldn't be more comfortable inside.
We just took those other three out to their yacht.
I told you. Your father threatened to ruin me if I didn't stay away from you.
I don't see any fake killing here.
I fired those shots long after Father left the yacht.
Maggie's eliminated.
Ralph, I want you to have it.
Jonathan, this photograph, are you sure that that is Stephen Earl?
Oh, no. I... I couldn't do that.
What? The phone company just called with the charges for your Paris call.
Shelby... but I'm not holdin' any inquest till we find that body.
I love Nan deeply, and she loves me,
He was right here, Ethan. Stephen Earl?
[Thunderclaps Continue]
An empty head is almost as bad as an empty belly.
Innkeeper, bring out your best champagne!
As a matter of fact, you're full of clam dip. Now sit down and eat.
Well, so do I. Well, come on in the house and I'll fix you some eggs.
The man was shot to death. He wasn't drowned. What?
Nathan Hale, we have arrived!
Who really killed Stephen Earl? Mrs. Fletcher?