you guys earlier. ellis, how about you first. you were about to make the point that only trump controls trump. at the same time look at the poll numbers. he continues to rise to the top even though he makes remarks that would be so inflammatory that would insult and offend so many. clearly there is an audience in the republican electorate for bigotry and symmetry. frankly, i wish that some of the other republican candidates in the race had spoken up at some of the other dumb stuff the guy has said. i didn t hear so much complaining when he called mexicans rapists and talking about the president of the united states being born in africa. only when a senior republican senator is besmir ched. at first, many candidates didn t want to say too much,
[clock ticking] sam: arthur ellis who d want to kill him? foyle: i don t know, but you probably do. my guess is, he probably saw something. that s what always happens. he sees something, then the killer has to silence him before he can say what he knows. how is he? his heart had stopped. it was touch and go for a while, but we managed to revive him. they re just getting him to hospital. and what was it? veronal, i d say. some sort of sleeping draft, anyway, in his whisky. who found him? his son. all right. my father was late coming down to breakfast, so i went to call him. i found him lying on the bed fully dressed, and at first, i thought he must have had some sort of heart attack. i don t know. did he often have whisky before bedtime? i don t know. this your dad s? yes. he didn t smoke it much. and, um. and you say you. haven t. touched anything? no. i thought he was dead. i called the police. well, for. someone whose mother s been murdered and father s been poisoned, you