Perry Mason: The Case of the All-Star Assassin

Are you.

Going to new York is there anything I can help you with I don't think so.

Okay who's up first you're seeing Spencer and his attorney at two o'clock then Kathy Grant and her attorney.

I hope we can avoid any more losses.

It's a public relations nightmare.

I just hope I can get some of my money back from that one.

Leave him alone.

Brown.

Hey, Brown, up here.

Take it easy on him, okay?

As if he were my own son.

Want to bet he doesn't make it up the stairs?

Lazy brown.

Your day's unnumbered, kid.

Yes, sir.

How you doing, Brown?

Feeling okay?

Never better.

Yeah, well, I'm glad to hear it.

A couple of these expansion teams have been calling about you.

You got some crazy idea that I might want to trade you just because you blew a few games for us.

Hey, anybody can have a slump.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

What'd you say?

I said anybody can have a slump.

That's exactly what I said.

And I told him, just watch how well he's going to play for the rest of the season.

So if you hear any rumors about being traded, don't believe it.

You're part of the family.

There it is.

Yeah, like you, I suppose, huh?

Well, let me tell you something, kiddo.

It's about time you learned how to handle people, okay?

That subtle enough for you?

You know, Spencer could become a real problem unless we can come up with a settlement.

Why are you so worried about this hockey player?

He's probably one of the most popular stars we ever had, that's all.

All fans think that professional athletes are greedy and overpaid, but they also have a short memory.

Well, Spencer doesn't.

He remembers all the promises you made.

He's got nothing on paper.

All he's got is a bad temper.

No, I was with you when you told Spencer you'd take care of him.

Now, that's very interesting.

Read my lips, because I'm only going to say it once.

I was alone.

Get it?

Kathy!

Ha ha.

Ah, you're looking wonderful.

How are you?

Thank you.

Thatcher, this is my attorney, Wendell Parker.

Mr. Horton.

Any objections if I, um, have a private moment with your client?

None if she doesn't.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Just asking for what's coming to me.

Why didn't you come to me?

Why drag a lawyer in?

What's the matter?

Don't you trust me?

Absolutely not.

I see.

Well, my dear, if my memory serves me correctly, I think it was you who deceived me.

That's low, Thatcher.

Yes, but is it low enough?

You gotta promise me.

I promise.

I won't take his arm off of the socket.

I won't even break his nose.

You sure you want me to do this?

Yes, I'm sure.

Bobby, I don't negotiate contracts.

It's not what I do.

You should have some high-powered attorney for this.

Look, I've been through these guys before.

They took me for every penny, and it didn't turn out any better.

You I trust.

Okay, then.

Here's the deal.

The only way I can negotiate with Horton is to make him think that I can roast him in front of a jury.

But if he thinks even for a second that his attorney can make you nuts... Looking at Mr. Sub-Zero.

Today is not just practice.

So be prepared.

He'll do everything to provoke you.

I know a little about delivering under pressure.

Two playoffs and the championship finals.

I remember.

Yeah, you do.

It's just the entire sports world is forgotten.

I bet he knows how I feel.

Couple more off games, Horton will trade him.

Fame.

How fast it all goes away.

Come on.

Let's show him you still got it.

Bobby.

How's it going?

Kathy, things are great.

How are you?

Well, I'm almost as well as you do.

Kathy, this is Ken Malansky, my lawyer.

Kathy Grant, tennis superstar.

Hey, I'm a fan.

Never forget that time you beat Martina on that tiebreaker in Paris.

Neither will I.

Well, we're due upstairs.

Okay.

Give him hell.

Hey, you too.

Now, Mr. Horton, let me go over a few things about depositions so we won't have any misunderstandings.

Young man, I have been deposed more times than you're likely to do the job in your entire career.

I know I'm under oath, so why don't you just go at me best you can.

Give it both barrels.

Okay.

Right.

Mr. Horton, are you the owner of a hockey team known as... Let me help you out here.

I own this arena and the teams that go with it.

I employed your client as a player on my hockey team, and one year he even started.

Turning your attention to the playing season a few years ago... Excuse me just a minute.

Thank you, dear.

Sorry about this.

Doctor's orders.

Oh.

Okay, now, um...

Where were we?

Was that the year that my client not only started, but was team captain?

Two seasons ago, uh, yes, he was.

And did he injure his right knee in the last game of the regular season before the playoffs?

Yes, he did.

Terrible thing.

And did the doctor tell you he ran the risk of permanent injury if he played again before having surgery on the knee?

Well, now, I believe there were several medical opinions.

That could have been one of them.

Lord knows I paid enough doctor bills for your boy there.

Sir, just answer my questions.

Sorry.

Didn't you come to my client and ask him to lead the team in the playoffs?

I did not.

Didn't you tell him that the only chance the team had of winning the Stanley Cup was if he played?

No, as a matter of fact, I had two players ready in his position who were just as good.

Some say even better.

Now, now, give me that look, Bobby.

You know as well as I do.

He started the year hot as a pistol.

But the last third, you kind of fell apart.

Who are you going to replace me with, huh?

Rogers?

At my worst, I'll skate him off the ice.

Isn't it a fact that you promised my client that if he played and was injured, you'd take care of him?

It is not.

Isn't it a fact that you promised him a job in management that would be equal to the balance of his contract?

No way.

Come on, counselor.

My entire front office doesn't make as much as I was paying him.

Isn't it a fact that you even... The fact is, you're a boy here,

and I mean no disrespect to somebody who has been a good player.

The truth is, your boy here has some big expenses.

I mean, he got a little greedy.

Women, fast cars, some say cocaine.

Hey, that is a lot.

Let's go off the record, please.

I did not personally believe it, but like I said, he had a lot of expenses.

Sure, he wanted to play.

Hell, he needed money.

Hey, what I wanted was a championship.

Stop it, Bobby.

Took a chance, and he lost.

Too bad, I'm sorry, but that's the way it goes.

Got in the fast Lane, you couldn't handle it.

You got greedy, kid.

That's pathetic, but you're watching.

I'll kill you, you son of a... Bobby, get off.

Fine.

That's enough for today.

We'll reschedule this deposition at a time when... Bobby, counselor, this deposition is finished now.

So is your client, so why don't you just leave, hmm?

So stop it.

Who the hell did he think he is?

He is lying.

That's enough.

No, it is not enough.

Not for him.

I'll tear his head off.

Maybe then he'll tell the truth.

What.

I call a fine-looking woman.

Hello, Thatcher.

I thought you were on your way to New York.

What happened?

We had a little equipment failure on the plane.

They're working on it now.

I'll just fly out again in the morning.

So, uh, tonight I'm yours.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

You hear me when I came in just now?

Mm-hmm.

Could have been anybody.