Jessica is recording one of her murder stories on a tape for the blind in the Red River Studios at night, when director Randy Witworth allows it as a favor to producer Greg Dalton, whom he blinded in a car accident. During one of a recent series of mysterious power cuts interrupting recording sessions, Randy is fatally stabbed in the back with a steak-knife from the Dalton kitchen. Police lieutenant Faraday considers mystery writing a harmless hobby for useless women, real sleuthing man's work, Jessica's attention for a spilled bottle of expensive nail-polish just too much. Still she manages to follow and inspire the investigation, convinced Greg was framed. Randy was worrying about bootleg tapes risking to nullify his rising star Stoney Carmichael's contract, wondering if recording technicians Al Parker and/or Earl Tuchman were accomplices. His widow Margaret is hardly grieving, but already doing business with Carl Anglin, who immediately pulls the plug on the mystery tapes... Written by
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Oh, I think writing is a real good hobby for a woman. You can cook up some supper, you can chat on the phone, then pop over to the old typewriter now and then for a few minutes.
Yes, when I am not too busy beating laundry against the rocks in the river.
He Ain't Got A Woman To His Name
Performed by Charlie Daniels See more