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If I whistle. Those boys'll see you, and come runnin'. <u>You're</u> the story today.
You ever been strangled by a single hand?
Naw, I've seen what that can do to a pack of cigarettes.
We don't let go, you s...
It's a rare thing. Takes a turning point.
I did. Boy.
Three kids. What's she going to do?
You said three minutes.
Won't take two.
Never shoulda given you that inventory in the first place.
It's public record. If the public cares enough to read it.
Here now, what are you fixin' to do?
Have a look. At nothing.
You gonna climb that with one arm?
You're right. I better use two.
It's on the twine, too. But it's not r...
Don't prove there was two lanterns. Coulda been the one in the cabin.
You have the night watch? On the radio.
Since September. Last guys got transferred.
And you keep the records, or contribute to 'em.
Shorthard the radio transmis sions, write 'em up, file 'em in a cabinet. Nobody ever looks. Just take up space.
How long you have this detail?
Me and Smoltz came on dogwatch September 16.
You mean, early morning the 16th?
No, night of the 16th, morning the 17th. We replaced two guys named Miller and Milholland.
They got transferred that day. Out to Cape Flattery.
Some seaman's loast report. Stuffed in a cabinet, good as lost forever. No one knows.
As my wife testified, we were considering it.
Actually, she said you had decided. Decided <u>not</u> not come forward.
Sheriff said right off, I was under suspicion. I didn't have a lawyer...
But even <u>after</u> you had an attorney. You still claimed to know <u>nothing</u>. Claimed <u>not</u> to have seen Carl. Am I correct?
Yes. Initially.
Well, 'initially' is an interesting word, sir. You'd <u>been</u> arrested, you <u>had</u> a lawyer, and you <u>still</u> claimed ignorance!
I should have told everything right away. I know that now, and I regret it.
Should have told 'everything'. Meaning, you should have told the <u>truth</u>.
My apologies. Do you regret not telling the truth?
I have told the truth.
You mean, this morning. The new story, the battery story. That one is the truth? That's a question, sir.
I see. Now what happened the day Carl Heine was found? Before your arrest.
I slept til onethirty, when my wife woke me up with the news. We talked for a few hours. I left at six and went straight to my boat.
Didn't go anywhere else? No errands, no purchases? Just straight to the boat. That's the truth.
Yes.
Well, the sheriff found <u>two</u> batteries in your well. If you left one with Carl Heine, how is that possible?
I had a spare battery in my shed. I brought it down, and put it in just before the sheriff showed up.
Robbed. He was angry.
Oh, yeh. He said someday he would get his land back.
Mr. Jurgensen. Did he offer to <u>buy</u> the seven acres from you?
Oh, yeh. But this is nine year ago, I had my healt, I wasn't wantin' to sell.
And then your stroke came this summer. And you put your property on the market, I believe you said September 7. Which, remember, is <u>eight</u> days before Carl Heine died. And who comes Spetember 7, wanting to buy?
Carl Heine came.
But Carl was a fisherman. And successful at it.
He said he didn't want that life no more. He'd been saving to buy a farm. He was sorry I got sick. But pretty excited to get back his father's place.
Maybe it went. Where Carl went. Over the side.
Objection! Speculation.
<u>Everything</u> had to happen <u>just</u> right. For your little story to fly. I mean, a blond hair could be on that gunnel for a <u>lot</u> of reasons.
I'm sorry, was there a question in there?
Well, the freighter. The twine. The blood. The knife. The cup. The watch. The second battery. The phantom lantern. The fishing gaff. The cracked gunnel. The skull wound. The blond hair. That's <u>eleven</u> things...
Twelve.
And since you confess this is all pure guesswork. What is your expertise, sir, are you a detective of sorts?
My expertise. Is that I'm a journalist.
Then putting them together. So truth is revealed.
But isn't the <u>truth</u> that there are <u>several</u> other ways to explain <u>each</u> of these twelve pieces.
Oh, yes.
Your line of work. You must meet a lot of men play fast and loose with the truth.
Like you couldn't believe.
Greedy.
He didn't want to lose any more.
I asked you a question, you're writing a tract, h...
That's how journalists. Answer questions.
And I wouldn't blame these good people if they were a mite resent ful. At a tactic that insults their intelligence.
That's curious. I was <u>appealing</u> to their intelligence.
<u>Were</u> you, sir? Can you <u>prove</u> one word of all your fancy story?
No, sir, I can't. Not beyond a reasonable doubt.
As peculiar as a struggle between a 235 pound man, and an assailant strong enough to subdue him...that leaves only a <u>single</u> overturned <u>cup</u> in its wake?
Objection, asking the witness to speculate.
My gosh, Alvin, was I supposed to object every time you did that?
Objection. Asking witness to speculate about deceased's state of mind.
All right. What did your son <u>say</u> to that effect?
You're a hard man to trust, sir. You sit before us, with no expression, keeping a poker f...
Objection!
Your Honor, <u>all</u> of this is speculation. Including Mr. Hooks' dramaturgy about the defendant issuing a false distress call.
Tht was summation, Your H...
...so when the sheriff returned, you showed him the injury to the deceased's head.
He said, 'Could it be somebody hit him?' And I said, 'You want to play Sherlock Holmes, here?'
Did you say more?
I said that if I was playing Sherlock Holmes...I'd maybe look for a... Japanese person. With a bloody gun butt. A righthanded fella, to be precise.
And why. Is that?
Well, I was a doctor in the Jap theater, in the war. I saw those kendo wounds, <u>many</u> times. Looked exactly like this one.
Could you tell me what 'kendo' is?
Japanese stickfighting. They're trained as kids, y'know. To kill with sticks.
And you weren't there, when the coroner examined the wound.
Nossir. I'd gone to tell the wid... to tell Mrs. Heine.
So, no...immediate suspicion, no...general talk of enmity between the two.
These are fishermen, Alvin. They don't talk at all to each other and less to me. Specially gossip.
...comes off third cleat from the stern, port side. And it's brand new. Unlike the rest.
And the next one...?
From Carl Heine's boat. All his were like this one, threestrand manila, new condition, braided in loops. Not bowlined like Miyamoto's.
And the last...?
Found on Carl's boat, too. Starboard side, second cleat from the stern. But it doesn't match Carl's lines. It matches Miyamoto's. perfect.
So if defendant had tied up to deceased's boat. With that last one. Would those cleats have lined up?