Murder, She Wrote: South by Southwest

Who's in charge here?

You got him.

FBI?

Oh, the victim's ID pegged him as some kind...

Peter Hayward. We know who he is.

So what is going on?

That's classified.

Who's that?

It's the witness. She saw the killer.

Is that right?

Yeah. And the killer saw her.

What's her name?

Uh, Sarah McLeish.

Thanks.

Mrs. McLeish? My name is Bartles.

He saw me.

Who did?

The man who killed...

Can you describe him for me?

I don't like standing here... All these people...

I understand.

Maybe you'd feel safer talking in the car? Come.

No. Quiet, Hannibal.

Let's talk in the car.

Okay.

I'm visiting Los Angeles and I was walking Hannibal and, um...

You know, if Hannibal hadn't been with me, he might have killed me, too.

You don't have to worry about that now.

We'll look after you.

In, Hannibal.

Takano.

I want round-the-clock protection on this woman.

Yes, sir. What's your take on this?

If she's the sole witness and he knows she saw him.

If you were the killer, what would you do?

Amtrak Sunset Limited leaving for El Paso and points east.

Track 12.

All aboard!

Oh, my goodness. Oh, we're late. Hurry!

My only love.

Good-bye, Boris.

Wait!

Oh! Hold it! I'm going on this train!

You're gonna have to hurry, ma'am,

because the Sunset Limited leaves in about two minutes.

Ah, yes, I know. And I'm so sorry but I just have to get this on board.

Amtrak Coast Starlight departing for Seattle.

Track 9.

I'll just put it in the corner here.

Yeah. Uh, perhaps over there would be better.

It needs to be rather cool and dry.

Cool and dry?

Now that... That will be just perfect.

Oh, my goodness, I'm glad that animal is caged.

So am I.

We don't carry animals but they said to load him anyway.

The owner said it's been trained to attack strangers.

And I wanna make sure I'm not one of 'em.

Right.

Oh, my! This is very cozy!

Our deluxe sleeper.

Oh, I'm sure I'll be very comfortable.

It's a long time since I took this train.

Almost 30 years.

The bed is in here, ma'am. Uh-huh.

And this is...

Oh, yes. I can see.

Are you going all the way to Florida, ma'am?

No. Just to El Paso.

I almost forgot.

Would you like the first sitting or the second sitting

for supper this evening? 6:30 or 8:30?

I think the second sitting will be fine.

I had a late lunch.

And your name is?

Mrs. Fletcher.

May you have a peaceful journey, Mrs. Fletcher.

Thank you.

This doesn't seem to be working, Millie.

Turn it the otherway, dear.

The... The key? Yeah.

Are you sure?

Oh, dear, I'm terribly sorry.

Uh, we thought this was C-16.

Oh, no. This is C-12.

We got confused, didn't we, Jack?

Yeah!

They all look the same.

Uh, well, actually, the numbers are right next to the door.

Oh, of course, they are, Jack.

See?

Uh, did you look down in that direction?

Uh, I think I saw 16 down there.

Nice to meet you. Good-bye.

Well, uh... Bye.

Thank you.

Good evening, Madam.

Are you waiting for someone? No. Just me.

Oh. Well, if you don't mind sharing atable...

Oh, not at all.

Oh, hi! Hello, again!

Isn't this train wonderful?

Jack was just saying it was just like an old movie, weren't you, Jack?

That's right! Yes, it is.

Good evening. Maybe over there?

Oh, would you...

I trust that this will be comfortable? Perfect.

I'll get you a menu right away. Thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening.

My name is Jessica Fletcher.

Uh, Judy Taylor.

Hello!

This way, sir.

So, after Steven died, I...

I wasn't comfortable for the longest time traveling alone.

Has that ever bothered you?

Oh, |won't say that but, uh, I guess you get used to it.

And on the positive side, you meet a lot of interesting people that way.

Well, I have tonight.

Anyhow, I haven't seen my little nephew, Charlie, well, since I left Denver

and that was almost a year ago.

But I'm afraid of flying so here I am.

And where does Charlie live?

Uh, Sanford, Florida.

Oh.

They seem to be having a good time.

Oh!

Whatever. I think so.

Maybe too good a time, if you know what I mean?

Now, Millie.

I think the young one's that tennis player, the one all the women chase after.

Yeah. He played at Wimbledon last year. Ah.

I don't know who the other man with him is though.

He seems familiar to me.

I don't think they knew each other before they got on the train.

Why are you laughing?

Well, it seems that we have something in common, Judy.

We both like observing people,

trying to see the truth behind the facade.

Have you ladies made a decision about dinner?

Oh, thank you!

Let's see, I'll have the, uh, garden salad vinaigrette to start with,

baked swordfish with shitake mushroom sauce

and a bottle of your Chardonnay.

Very good, sir.

You never even thought about going back to the altar?

I usually say that I'm having too much fun to get married again.

But the truth is, there's never been anyone that could fill Frank's shoes.

That's what I thought until...

Judy?

Oh, who would've thought that a romantic cabin

next to a babbling brook would make it happen the second time.

Well, I'm very happy for you.

Oh, thanks.

So, Jessica, where are you heading?

Well, I have to give a lecture in El Paso,

so I thought I'd take the opportunity

to study some of the local desert flowers along the way.

I say study.

Actually, I am no expert.

And what are you going to do with these flowers when you find them?

Oh, I'll probably, um, collect them,

make some notes.

And they'll probably end up, as they usually do,

in a novel of mine.

Does that mean you're a writer?

I'm afraid so.

I... I'm sorry. I should have recognized your name.

I'm just afraid I don't read many books.

Oh, that's quite all right.

Luckily, there are quite a few people who do.

But I must read something of yours. What is it you write about?

Murder. I write about murder.

Oh!

Oh, I'm so sorry. How clumsy of me.

No problem.

No harm done. Oh...

I should go change.

Um, if the waiter comes, would you just tell him

to leave my dinner and I'll be right back? Oh, sure.

Thanks.

EnJ'°Y!

Mrs. Taylor?

Mrs. Taylor?

ls there a Mrs. Judy Taylor in the car?

I have a message for a Mrs. Judy Taylor.

Is there a Mrs. Judy Taylor in the car?

Here!

Excuse me, I... I'm not.

Excuse me.

I think I'd better pay for both.

Oh, you don't have to pay now, ma'am.

Um, you just leave your voucher with me,

write down your compartment number,

and settle up at the end of the journey.

The other lady already gave me her number.

Oh, well, then I'll do that.

So you have my friend's voucher?

Yes, ma'am.