EeneyMinnieMoe
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WILLIAMS: I'm going to take a little break. When we come back, a man who was acquitted of his girlfriend's murder searches for the real killer. We'll be back right after this.
Ms. BROWNE: Sort of like "The Fugitive."
(Announcements)
WILLIAMS: Yes, ma'am, you had a question for Sylvia.
Unidentified Woman #6: My niece, who was murdered in October of 2004, I believe she's on the other side, and I'd like to know who is with her.
Ms. BROWNE: There is someone by the name, common name, John, but he is thick build. And there is also somebody by the name of Howard. So would you check and find out who that is?
Woman #6: Thank you.
WILLIAMS: Absolutely. Yes, ma'am.
Unidentified Woman #7: Hi, Sylvia. Hi, Montel. I just completed my degree, and I would like to know, what does my future hold as far as my career?
Ms. BROWNE: Teaching.
Woman #7: Teaching?
Ms. BROWNE: Yes.
Woman #7: OK. Thank you.
Ms. BROWNE: That's easy.
WILLIAMS: Back to you over this way. Yes, ma'am? She'll hold it. Yes, ma'am?
Unidentified Woman #8: Hi, Sylvia. I just wanted to know, where do you see my career going? I'm going to school right now to get my master's. Where do you see me?
Ms. BROWNE: In therapy.
Woman #8: Do you see me...
WILLIAMS: Do you see her in therapy, or as a therapist?
Ms. BROWNE: No. Getting into therapy work. Helping people, working with people.
Woman #8: Do you see me teaching?
Ms. BROWNE: I see you doing therapy.
WILLIAMS: That's what she sees.
Ms. BROWNE: Doing therapy, not in therapy.
Woman #8: OK. But you--because I'm going to school right now for teaching.
Ms. BROWNE: I don't give a rat's whatever. What I'm trying to tell you is you get into therapy.
WILLIAMS: And on that note, please welcome Tom. Where's Tom? See, wait. I got to say it. It's so funny. Now, before--before every show that we do here, I'm sorry, but I'll let the audience at home in on this, I go through a whole list of rules, OK? One of those things I say is that you came a long way to ask Sylvia questions. If you came this far away, don't come here to have her validate what you say. Listen to what she says.
Ms. BROWNE: That's what I always say to them on the phone if they argue with me, `Why did you spend your money to call me?'
WILLIAMS: Don't bother calling!
Ms. BROWNE: If you know the future, why do you call me?
WILLIAMS: And you know, speaking of that, this person doesn't know the future, and didn't know the--Tom...
Ms. BROWNE: That's right. And how many people have come back to me and said, `I never believe what you said until it happens.'
WILLIAMS: There you go.
Now, Tom, you came here for another reason, sir. What did you want to find out?
TOM: Up until October 3rd, 2002, I lived with my girlfriend, the woman I loved, the mother of my son. On that evening, she was coming home from work at 1 in the morning. She didn't show up at home at 2:00, I called her, I called the police, I called everybody. They came out to the house, they found her car 500 yards up the street from the house. They couldn't find her for a day and a half. The police were everywhere. They looked over me, and--and searched my house. And the found her a day and a half later, wrapped in plastic, with a gunshot wound to her head, by a dumpster. Throughout the next year and a half, they couldn't find any evidence, no DNA, no clues. They searched my house again, they interviewed me several times. And then they ended up charging me with first-degree murder for my girlfriend, September 15th, last year. I just got acquitted in February. The trial was absolutely ridiculous. There was nothing on me.
Ms. BROWNE: I know.
TOM: Sylvia, I'd like to know who killed my girlfriend.
Ms. BROWNE: This was--this was three Hispanic males. It was a gang situation.
TOM: Did somebody put them up to this?
Ms. BROWNE: Mm-hmm.
TOM: Do you have a name?
Ms. BROWNE: His name is--starts with a C.
TOM: With a C. First name or last name?
Ms. BROWNE: Last name.
TOM: Last name.
Ms. BROWNE: Yeah.
TOM: Does he work for law enforcement?
Ms. BROWNE: Yes.
TOM: Sylvia, what happened? How did her car get there?
Ms. BROWNE: Pardon me?
TOM: How did her car get to that side of the road?
Ms. BROWNE: Listen, if you have the wherewithal, you can get a car anywhere.
TOM: The--the last question is...
Ms. BROWNE: She didn't suffer.
TOM: And is she proud of the way I'm taking care of our son?
Ms. BROWNE: Oh, of course she is. And she says she's also proud of the way that you also read to him, and everything. Because she's with you when you do that.
TOM: OK. This Mr. C, what does--what does he look like?
Ms. BROWNE: Blond hair, blue eyes.
TOM: All right.
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WILLIAMS: I'm going to take a little break. When we come back, a man who was acquitted of his girlfriend's murder searches for the real killer. We'll be back right after this.
Ms. BROWNE: Sort of like "The Fugitive."
(Announcements)
WILLIAMS: Yes, ma'am, you had a question for Sylvia.
Unidentified Woman #6: My niece, who was murdered in October of 2004, I believe she's on the other side, and I'd like to know who is with her.
Ms. BROWNE: There is someone by the name, common name, John, but he is thick build. And there is also somebody by the name of Howard. So would you check and find out who that is?
Woman #6: Thank you.
WILLIAMS: Absolutely. Yes, ma'am.
Unidentified Woman #7: Hi, Sylvia. Hi, Montel. I just completed my degree, and I would like to know, what does my future hold as far as my career?
Ms. BROWNE: Teaching.
Woman #7: Teaching?
Ms. BROWNE: Yes.
Woman #7: OK. Thank you.
Ms. BROWNE: That's easy.
WILLIAMS: Back to you over this way. Yes, ma'am? She'll hold it. Yes, ma'am?
Unidentified Woman #8: Hi, Sylvia. I just wanted to know, where do you see my career going? I'm going to school right now to get my master's. Where do you see me?
Ms. BROWNE: In therapy.
Woman #8: Do you see me...
WILLIAMS: Do you see her in therapy, or as a therapist?
Ms. BROWNE: No. Getting into therapy work. Helping people, working with people.
Woman #8: Do you see me teaching?
Ms. BROWNE: I see you doing therapy.
WILLIAMS: That's what she sees.
Ms. BROWNE: Doing therapy, not in therapy.
Woman #8: OK. But you--because I'm going to school right now for teaching.
Ms. BROWNE: I don't give a rat's whatever. What I'm trying to tell you is you get into therapy.
WILLIAMS: And on that note, please welcome Tom. Where's Tom? See, wait. I got to say it. It's so funny. Now, before--before every show that we do here, I'm sorry, but I'll let the audience at home in on this, I go through a whole list of rules, OK? One of those things I say is that you came a long way to ask Sylvia questions. If you came this far away, don't come here to have her validate what you say. Listen to what she says.
Ms. BROWNE: That's what I always say to them on the phone if they argue with me, `Why did you spend your money to call me?'
WILLIAMS: Don't bother calling!
Ms. BROWNE: If you know the future, why do you call me?
WILLIAMS: And you know, speaking of that, this person doesn't know the future, and didn't know the--Tom...
Ms. BROWNE: That's right. And how many people have come back to me and said, `I never believe what you said until it happens.'
WILLIAMS: There you go.
Now, Tom, you came here for another reason, sir. What did you want to find out?
TOM: Up until October 3rd, 2002, I lived with my girlfriend, the woman I loved, the mother of my son. On that evening, she was coming home from work at 1 in the morning. She didn't show up at home at 2:00, I called her, I called the police, I called everybody. They came out to the house, they found her car 500 yards up the street from the house. They couldn't find her for a day and a half. The police were everywhere. They looked over me, and--and searched my house. And the found her a day and a half later, wrapped in plastic, with a gunshot wound to her head, by a dumpster. Throughout the next year and a half, they couldn't find any evidence, no DNA, no clues. They searched my house again, they interviewed me several times. And then they ended up charging me with first-degree murder for my girlfriend, September 15th, last year. I just got acquitted in February. The trial was absolutely ridiculous. There was nothing on me.
Ms. BROWNE: I know.
TOM: Sylvia, I'd like to know who killed my girlfriend.
Ms. BROWNE: This was--this was three Hispanic males. It was a gang situation.
TOM: Did somebody put them up to this?
Ms. BROWNE: Mm-hmm.
TOM: Do you have a name?
Ms. BROWNE: His name is--starts with a C.
TOM: With a C. First name or last name?
Ms. BROWNE: Last name.
TOM: Last name.
Ms. BROWNE: Yeah.
TOM: Does he work for law enforcement?
Ms. BROWNE: Yes.
TOM: Sylvia, what happened? How did her car get there?
Ms. BROWNE: Pardon me?
TOM: How did her car get to that side of the road?
Ms. BROWNE: Listen, if you have the wherewithal, you can get a car anywhere.
TOM: The--the last question is...
Ms. BROWNE: She didn't suffer.
TOM: And is she proud of the way I'm taking care of our son?
Ms. BROWNE: Oh, of course she is. And she says she's also proud of the way that you also read to him, and everything. Because she's with you when you do that.
TOM: OK. This Mr. C, what does--what does he look like?
Ms. BROWNE: Blond hair, blue eyes.
TOM: All right.
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The deceased person's first name also begins with a C. Could it be, could it possibly be, that she hired the three stooges to murder her? Did she have blond hair and blue eyes? The mind boggles!