All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S10E11 - Collision (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 ImE)-11.eng

NARRATOR:
In the criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime.

And the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

I ran into your mother
at Christophe's this morning.

How was she?

She told me your cousin Bruce invited
her out to the island for the weekend.

She said it would be nice to
spend some time with her family.

Subtle. We should have
her over for dinner.

Sure. How about
next week.

Aren't you in London
all next week?

She just wants to
see the kids anyway.

WOMAN: (SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)
Leave me alone!

What?
Did you hear that?

Sounded like someone yelling.

WOMAN: Stop it!
Get away from me!

Well that's coming from the park.
It sounds like a woman.

Hello? I have an emergency.

Burt, it stopped.

Couple in an apartment across the street
heard some screaming and called 911.

Concerned citizens. Must be new in town.
When was this?

Dispatch logged the call at 9:08 and sent a car.
Our guys found that.

Blood looks fresh.

BRISCOE: Yeah.
So do the clothes.

Bloomies, Loehman's.

Nice rags for a paper suitcase.

Old guy walking his dog. Came through
15 minutes before the screaming.

Says he saw a woman sitting
on the bench over there.

Sitting alone?
Yeah, alone.

Couldn't say how old
or what she was wearing.

Maybe you should've
asked the dog.

Hey, can I use your flashlight?

(CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO)

(SIRENS WAILING IN BACKGROUND)

He didn't happen to mention if
she was wearing glasses did he?

Yeah, he said she was.

Well, she isn't now.

So, we've got a bag of
clothes, some blood,

two witnesses who may have heard
screams from 10 floors up,

and a dog lover who
saw a woman on a bench.

You want us to throw
this back to the 31?

Unless you've got a block of
free time I don't know about.

Latent pulled some prints
off the glasses.

Karen Brewster, female
Caucasian, 38 years old.

What's she in the system for?

Misdemeanor loitering, picked
up during one of his honor's

neighborhood sweeps
a couple of years back.

She gave an address
in Brooklyn.

What'd the lieutenant
have to say?

She said run with it.

Karen hasn't lived at
home for over a year.

Has she done something wrong?

ED: We don't mean
to alarm you,

but, are these your
daughter's glasses?

Oh my God, yes.
Is that blood?

Yes. We found them
in Riverside Park.

Karen...
Is she hurt?

We don't know. When's the
last time you saw her?

TERESA: About five weeks ago.

Ron was in the hospital.
A small stroke.

Karen came to see him.
It was awful.

She pushed my doctor.
Knocked him down.

Why'd she do that?

She said the voices told her the doctors
were trying to kill her father.

Schizophrenia, Karen was diagnosed,
her second year in college.

Mrs. Brewster, has she called?
Been in touch?

TERESA: No, have you checked
her apartment?

No. Where?

West 16th. I called her this morning,
but there wasn't any answer.

Watch your head.

What is all this stuff?

HDTV protectors.

She read this article
about digital television,

and got worried the
signals might fry her brain.

A little late, if you ask me.

Mind if I open a window?
Yeah, you can try.

ED: Newspapers from
a couple of months ago.

Junk mail from
Labor Day discounts.

She hasn't been here in awhile?

I told you. Her parents slip me
few bucks to keep an eye on her.

You know, they pay the rent
too They tell you that?

She was doing fine till a few weeks ago,
but I haven't seen her in maybe a month.

Sounds like the Brewster's were
getting their money's worth.

I'm not seeing a phone book.

Well, first you
gotta have a phone.

I found it in the trash.
She disconnected it.

She thought the CIA might use
it to uh, listen in on her.

Hey, Ed, you see a padlock
around here anyplace?

No.

It's a key for a Pratt padlock.

Has she got a storage locker?

Nope.

Maybe her doctor knows
what the key's for.

Dunning letters from
a collection agency.

She didn't pay
her medical bills.

I told the agency
not to bother her.

Even if Karen had the money, it
wouldn't occur to her to pay me,

no matter how many
letters they sent.

Do you know if she had any friends,
or anybody who was bothering her?

I wouldn't know. In any event I
can't discuss what she's told me.

Hey, give us a hand here, Doc.

The woman was attacked last night
and now we can't find her anywhere.

Can you point us
in the right direction?

I don't know anything about
her present circumstances.

I stopped treating
her six months ago.

Okay, how about telling us why?

After her father retired, his
employer's insurance plan dropped her.

She couldn't afford
to stay in treatment.

And I couldn't afford
to treat her for free.

Somebody in her condition, she'd
be taking a lot of meds, right?

Yes, or course. Why?

We didn't find
any in her apartment.

You wouldn't. She never let them out of her sight.
She didn't trust anyone.

Somebody was writing
her scripts.

Medical histories are
confidential, Detective.

Look, we know this woman filled some
prescriptions written by one of your doctors

at a drugstore
in her neighborhood.

Now she's missing
and we need to find her.

Karen Brewster

Sorry, Medicaid outpatient for
six months, admitted twice.

Discharged the last
time 16 days ago.

She had prescriptions for Clozapine,
Haloperidol and Biaxin. What're those?

The first two are for schizophrenia.
And Biaxin is an antibiotic.

An antibiotic?
I can't...

Hey, if we've got a sick
woman wandering around,

isn't that a public
health hazard?

(SIGHS)

She was admitted for pneumonia.

What?

You better talk to Security.

MAN: She was sharing a room
with three other ladies.

One of them heard her call out
in the middle of the night.

And thought she saw somebody
run out of the room.

What'd Ms. Brewster say?

She said it was the CIA.

There was a rip in her gown.

She looked pretty shook up.
So what'd you do?

Took a report, sent
a copy to the 13.

What happened
to Ms. Brewster?

She stayed around for a couple of weeks till
she got better and then was discharged.

Don't psych patients sometimes
get bumped to a halfway house?

Yeah, city health rule.
Residential living center.

Yeah, can you find out if
Ms. Brewster was ever a resident?

WOMAN: Karen Brewster, sure.

She's been in and out of here three or four
times this past year or so. Is she okay?

We don't know. When was the
last time you saw her?

Um. Friday night.
She took off after dinner.

She usually stays a few weeks. This
time, it was just couple of days.

Seems she's been bouncing around a
lot these last couple of months.

Well, she had a lot bouncing around in that
poor brain of hers. I hope she's okay.

We're starting to get the picture
somebody might've been stalking her.

Oh, well that explains that.

Couple of months ago,
she came to me

and asked me how she might
avoid getting pregnant.

She was naive in that area.

Wait, she had a boyfriend?

I asked her. She said somebody in her
condition couldn't have a boyfriend.

She was worried
about getting raped.

Any woman living on the street
has to be worried, all the time.

That girl you're looking for, she
bought a knife off me on Friday.

Gave him 50 bucks cash.

I don't have to pay taxes
on that now do I 'cause...

Nah, we'll get you
a waiver from the IRS.

She say what she
needed the knife for?

On account of the CIA. I'm not
the only one they're after.

After you sold her the
knife, what'd she do?

She caught a cab around the
corner by the falafel stand.

Did she say
where she was going?

No. But she used to talk about
having a house on the beach.

She said she liked to sit on
the shore and feed the gulls.

Yes. That's her. I keep
the windows open,

but the cab still
smells from her.

If Mr. Mayor didn't
make it a law

I never would
pick up such a person.

Where did you drop her off?

79th Street and Riverside Park.

Thanks for your help.

A guy like that runs out of
gas north of 110th Street.

Riverside Park.
We've come full circle.

There's the marina on 79th.

Karen's beach house.

It's a Pratt.
Should have kept that key.

ED: Nah, you don't need a key
for a Pratt, watch this.

Looks like the CIA
beat us to her.

The M.E. says
she was strangled,

couldn't tell if it was
before or after she had sex.

Rape?
Probably.

There's evidence of assault, fluids,
bruising around her pelvis.

And the body was covered
with a man's coat.

Any injuries to explain
the blood in the park?

It wasn't her blood.
She's A negative.

His blood. She
fought him off once.

He followed her
to the container.

Any markings on his coat?

No. But we found
a pawn ticket near her.

For a man's watch.

Green's calling all the
pawn shops in the area.

How industrious.

Yes sir, thank you.
9th Avenue Loans.

The ticket number matches
a watch stolen last Thursday.

Get the details.
And Detective,

it's lucky for you
this turned into something.

BRISCOE: That's gotta hurt.

Same coat. He's our guy.
We'll want a copy of that.

You rent it for two nights,
get the third night free.

You don't seem too
upset over the loss.

A 20-year-old Bulova?

I couldn't care less, except I'm
still picking glass off the floor.

Did he leave a
name and address?

Before or after he put his
elbow through my display case?

When he pawned the watch
in the first place.

Oh, he didn't pawn it.
Crazy woman did.

Karen Brewster

Yeah. Day before.
Gave her 50 bucks for it.

She said it used
to be her father's.

I hope she doesn't
come back for it.

BRISCOE: I wouldn't worry
about it. Thanks.

Some guys, they stalk a woman, they steal
her undies out of the laundry basket.

This guy's more practical.

Now he can tell when it's
dinner time at the shelter.

Harvey. Wouldn't give
me his last name.

Mass and mulligatawny,
Tuesday nights.

You're sure?

When a grown man throws a tantrum in
the middle of services I remember him.

He's violent?

Disruptive. A lot of the people we
care for have psychiatric problems.

When their medication runs out,
so does their grip on reality.

Harvey talks to himself, he sings, he cries.
It's always a show.

Any idea where
he's appearing tonight?

I haven't seen him for
a couple of months.

Does he have any friends?
People steered clear of him.

You might try the
welfare for work program.

Anybody who stays here more than one
night has to sign up, excuse me.

Smash and grab
must be a sideline.

You guys should've stopped by last week.
Harvey put in eight hours.

Doing what?
Holding a flag.

Forty-five bucks,
7:00 - 3.00.

Harvey got a last name?

Well he told them to make out
the check to Harvey Morton.

But he told me it
wasn't his real name.

You know where he is today? No.

How about when he'll be back?

If these guys had regular work habits
they wouldn't be on the street.

Harvey came in with a crew from St.
Mary's a couple months ago.

Every other week,
he turns up for a shift.

Any idea where
he does his banking?

With me. I don't charge him commission
like the check cashing place.

Hey, we gotta get a line on this guy.
Places he hung out, people he knew.

He likes donuts.
Oh, really?

Yeah, every time
we're in Queens,

Harvey makes a big deal about the Donut
Shack near the 59th Street bridge.

He says they got the best
crullers in the city.

He was right.

Look, I'm off in 15 minutes and I still
got a couple of dozen trays to rack.

Could we maybe
do this another time?

Sure, at our place in the city.
Your choice, bunky.

All right, lemme see it again.

Okay, I know this guy.

He comes in sometimes
for coffee and a cruller.

Recently?

Last time I think was a
couple of Monday's ago.

ED: He live
in the area?

You don't need ID
to buy donuts.

He ever come in with anybody?

No. People who come in at four in the
morning usually aren't the social type.

He ever say what he was
doing here at 4:00 a.m.?

No. Now can I go
back to work?

Your boy probably
just climbed off the bus.

What bus?
Across the street.

4.00 a.m., Monday to Friday,
that's where they drop them off.

The daily dump of
human refuse from Rikers.

Bower, Harvey Gilbert,
AKA Harvey Morton.

Multiple misdemeanor arrests,
processed in, processed out.

Most of his time he spends
warming a bed in the psych ward.

What's his malfunction?

Well the shrinks
have him diagnosed

as bi-polar disorder
with psychotic features.

So he serves his time,
and you let him go?

With bus fare and a two
day supply of medication.

Big surprise
somebody got killed.

Well, he has no record
of serious violence.

Disorderly conduct, public urination,
a few scuffles, trespassing,

pleaded for time served.

The usual merry go round.

When was the last
time he got off?

Two weeks ago.

Bower was released with a dozen other
citizens who've paid their debt to society.

You think it was Harvey?

ED: The evidence puts
him at the scene.

With his psychiatric
history, prison record...

He wouldn't hurt anyone.

The problem is, there's a
bulletin out for his arrest.

Every cop in the city
is looking for him.

Too many of your people
like to shoot first.

BRISCOE:
I don't know about that,

but these things don't always
work out the way we want them to.

What do you want us to do?

Do you know where he is?

I won't let him get killed.

If we help you,
we have to do it our way.

Which way is that?

We want to talk to him first.

And we want his doctor there.

His psychiatrist?
No. Dr. Sitwell.

His pediatrician.

(CRYING)

Where is he? Where he's been
hiding all week, the garage.

He's in there with his parents
and his pediatrician.

His parents say he's the
only doctor he trusts.

You should see the doctor.
He's gotta be 100.

We gave the parents
a cell phone.

They'll call us when
he's ready to come out.

Who called the cavalry?
Local precinct insisted.

Well, what's the worst
case scenario here?

This is the worst
case scenario.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

Yes, all right, just make sure he
follows the instructions we gave you.

They're coming out.

I want everybody to stay back.

I don't want anything
to startle this man.

Mr. Bower, can you please
move toward the detectives.

Mr. Bower, hold your hands out so the
detectives can put on the handcuffs on.

Come on, Harvey, put out your
hands, like we talked about.

What's that in his pocket?

It's just a wrench.

Take it out of his pocket.

Uh, no.

He's not going to use it.
He just feels safe with it.

(LOUD CLATTERING)

Get out! Go! Get out! MR.
BOWER: Harvey, wait! Harvey!

HARVEY: Get away! Go!
Keep back.

Take it easy, man.
Take it easy.

VAN BUREN: Harvey! Please, Mrs. Bower!
Don't touch her!

(GUN FIRES) Hold fire!

Hold fire! MRS. BOWER: No!
No! No! No!

Looks like he caught
it in the shoulder.

MR. BOWER: Harvey!
Let me see him!

Call paramedics. Who fired?
MRS. BOWER: (CRYING) No!

I want to know who fired!

You fired?

Yes, ma'am
Hand over your weapon.

Sergeant, call your precinct.

Officer involved shooting.

You better call your PBA.

The man was armed with a
wrench, for Pete's sake.

It looked like he was
attacking the lieutenant.

Witnesses say he was
protecting his parents.

It was a confused situation.

If I had to do it over again...

You're damn right.

The peaceful surrender of a deranged man.
Stroke of genius.

The police had no choice. The parents
dictated the terms of the surrender.

Thank heavens his
pediatrician was there

to give him a lollipop
after they shot him.

You sure you have
the right man?

He has knife cuts on his hands,

from when he attacked
Karen Brewster in the park.

It's his blood on her glasses,

his semen,
his coat covering her.

Make sure that gets
into the press release.

I don't want to leave
his lawyer a toe to stand on.

It shouldn't be too hard to blitz the defense.
Get a quick plea.

JACK: Brutal rape, murder.

Unless he pleads to murder
one, I'm not interested.

First things first. Anyone
talk to this gentleman yet?

My detectives are at the hospital
waiting to get his statement.

See if you can get it
without killing him.

BRISCOE: Come on, Harvey.
You remember Karen Brewster.

You stole her watch
from the pawn shop.

You attacked her in the park.

You raped her.
You strangled her.

Harvey, all you have to do is tell us
in your own words what we already know.

Hey, shut 'em up. Press the
damn button and shut 'em up.

No. No. No, they're your
babies, you shut 'em up.

Harvey. Come on. I know you
know what we're saying.

So tell us the truth.
And we'll go away.

It's always the same
damn program.

Don't you people
have any imagination?

I don't care. You can't have it.
He's all yours.

(SINGING) Kiss my
big one, baby.

You got all the joysticks you need,
hell, 70,000 eunuchs in China.

No, I don't care, you can't have it.
Be our guest.

Hello Mr. Bower.

I'm Jack McCoy, from the
District Attorney's...

I'm not listening to it. Boots,
boots, boots, marching across Africa.

Yeah, sure, babe, just land one
right on my rectus tucus yeah.

What do you want?

Hello.

I guess my invitation
got lost in the mail.

Excuse me, please.

Mr. Bower, my name
is Danielle Melnick.

And your parents have hired
me to be your lawyer.

Sure smells good.
Gotta be careful.

Oh yeah, gotta be careful.
Mmm-hmm.

What exactly are
you charging him with?

Murder one, for the
rape and homicide.

A capital charge?

We'll take remand to the state hospital
in exchange for dismissal of old charges.

You're joking.

No. Oh, and we'll agree not
to sue for police brutality

and for the violation
of his civil rights.

Now you are joking.

Jack look at him.

You can throw the whole
play book at him,

the verdict's going
to be the same.

Not guilty by reason
of mental disease or defect.

Please, just think about it.

In the meantime I'm going
to, uh, talk to my client.

When they brought him in, he told me
that he'd been hit by a blow dart

from an assassin
hired by Bill Gates.

Why would he think that?
Steve Jobs told him.

Now he said that Mr. Gates has computers
hidden in every room in the city

and he communicates
with him directly.

Why Mr. Gates?
Why anybody?

He thinks Mr. Gates
wants to steal his penis.

Textbook psychosis.

Visual and auditory
hallucinations,

persecutory delusions,
poor impulse control.

It sounds like a textbook.

How long did you
speak with Mr. Bower?

As much as with
any of my patients.

In minutes?

Half an hour when
we processed him in.

And then I observed him
throughout his incarceration.

I see he was assigned to a work
detail in the general population.

Is that normal for inmates
in the psych ward?

Well, if they're properly medicated
and under close supervision, yes.

I'd like to talk to some of the
inmates who worked with him.

I don't know from crazy, but the guy
had a lot of imaginary friends.

But was he able to do his job?

Sure. Not much to
folding laundry.

Did he ever mention a woman by
the name of Karen Brewster?

Well there was a lady, he said
he was keeping his eye on.

Said he'd kill anybody
that went near her.

I believed him.
Why's that?

I seen him go nuts.
When?

We were by the dryers once, and
these four brothers came by.

Young punks looking
for a fight.

Harvey sees them and he starts
yelling, jumps up on the table.

Yelling what?

About the government,
big computers.

Then he started
tearing his shirt off.

One look at that crazy bastard,
and the punks moved on.

And then what did Harvey do?

He calmed down. Got off the
table like nothin happened.

What do you think?

He was in Bellevue
before they brought him here.

They got the genuine
article over there.

I signed him
in at 2:20 p.m.

What was wrong with him?

Should I be talking
to you about this?

Mr. Bower waived his right
to medical confidentiality

when he raised the
defense of mental disease.

Oh, he was mentally diseased, all right.
Manic psychosis.

He came in for
a voluntary committal.

You've seen a lot of
these cases in your career?

I can triage a psych case.

Even a first year medical student would
have recognized the behavior pattern.

Hallucinations, delusions,
poor impulse control.

Yeah, I've heard the tune.

What got him
transferred to Rikers?

He broke into the supply room.

And when we confronted him, he
went off on a psychotic tirade.

You mind if I take a look?

Nah, that's all right.

You admitted him at 2:20 p.m.
Correct.

This says Bower arrived at the E.R.
earlier that day at 8:45 a.m.

He was seen by Dr. Naim
and refused admission.

I guess he came back.

He must have wanted
a second opinion.

When I was a boy, my uncle in
Tehran talked to the moon.

But he only talked to the moon when my grandfather
told him he must leave and find work.

Bower was faking?

Well, exaggerating.

What we do is as
much art as science.

So nothing is perfect,
except what is false.

His symptoms were too perfect?

In my opinion. I told him as
much when I examined him.

He was, uh, quite angry.

What did he do?
He left.

He came back a few hours later
when you were off duty.

He was a very determined man.
He told me I must admit him.

Said he said he had a friend
inside he had to see.

(LAUGHS) Maybe he
is crazy after all.

You'd have to be to
want to be in this place.

CARMICHAEL: Check the dates.

The day after Karen Brewster was
admitted to Bellevue for pneumonia,

Bower faked symptoms, got himself
committed to the psych ward.

Two nights later, she was
attacked in her bed.

Crazy like a fox.

How long has he
been doing his act?

Until I talk to him, I don't
know if it is an act.

But, according to
his medical history,

his psychosis seems to act up
mostly in the winter months.

Whenever he needs
a warm place to sleep.

When are you talking to him?

I'm seeing him tomorrow.

Then I'm filing a motion to
preclude and insanity defense.

Tell me about the voices, Harv.

How old were you
when they started?

My parents call me Harvey.
My name is Harvey.

Harv, Harvey,
whatever floats your boat.

So, the voices?

Uh, I've... I've
always heard them.

Even when you were
a little boy?

Yes, but they were
different voices then.

Nothing about it in your
family medical records.

Some minor problems in school.

Poor communication skills,
no friends, mediocre grades.

I guess the voices
interfered with your studying.

Yes.

I see you've been treated for
depression since your teens.

Pretty severe, too. But
there's nothing about voices

until you moved out of your
parents house 11 years ago.

(STAMMERING) I didn't tell them about the voices.
They would have put me away.

But now you don't mind
being put away?

You hear the voices
now, Harvey?

Yeah.
Well, you shouldn't.

In addition to anti-depressants,
you've been taking Clozapine.

That's supposed to
take care of the voices.

I've been hearing
other things, um, bells.

That's a new one.

Why'd you kill Karen?

He told me to.
The voice.

You mean Bill Gates?

Mmm-hmm.

Why?

I don't know. He just...
He just said to.

Every other psychotic I ever talked to
said the voices always told them why.

He just made me do it.
I had no choice.

Gotta be a reason.
Was she bad, Harvey?

No. She was a, uh...

A good person.
She was, uh, beautiful.

If she wasn't bad, then she
didn't deserve to die, right?

I dunno.

Stands to reason,
she had a right to live.

I guess.

So, what the voices told
you to do, that was wrong.

I suppose.

So, do you deserve
to be punished Harvey?

I guess so. What do
you mean "guess"?

If Karen was good and beautiful

then she should still be
alive and her killer punished.

Yes or no, Harvey?

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

SKODA: Mr. Bower's doctors
claim he killed Ms. Brewster

while suffering
a psychotic episode.

They also suggest psychotic episodes
explain most of Mr. Bower's behavior.

But his doctors are not
prepared to testify to that?

There's a fine line between
theory and diagnosis.

Are psychotic episodes of this
kind common in bi-polar disorder?

They can be. The problem is, in Mr. Bower's
case, they're just too convenient.

He got them whenever the
temperature dipped below 40,

when Ms. Karen Brewster
was admitted to Bellevue.

When he stole her watch, when
he attacked her in the park.

When he killed her.

Mr. Bower has been in and out of
state institutions for 11 years.

His case file runs
over 1000 pages.

Clearly there's something
wrong with him.

Are you saying he doesn't suffer
from any mental disorder?

No. My diagnosis is that he suffers a
bi-polar disorder with psychotic features.

Would this disorder prevent
him from appreciating

the consequences
of his actions?

No.

Prevent him from telling
right from wrong?

No. I believe Mr. Bower killed Ms. Brewster
because he was obsessed with her,

and she wasn't with him.
Pure and simple.

Doctor, how can you be so sure?

He attacked her in the park, pursued,
raped, and ultimately killed her.

Any one of these actions might be
the result of a psychotic episode,

but taken together...

Ms. Brewster's murder required
a concentrated, focused effort

beyond the ability of someone
suffering a psychotic attack.

He even had the presence of mind to
lock the container when he was done.

So that her body
wouldn't be discovered.

That doesn't prove he
understood what he was doing.

After he killed her, he
covered her with his coat.

In poker, that's called a tell.

He felt remorse. Guilt.

No voice told him to do that.
Just his conscience.

Your Honor,
now he's reading tea leaves.

That may be, Ms. Melnick. But I
read your client's medical history.

I don't see how you can establish
the elements of this defense.

If it pleases the court, Your Honor,
every doctor who has examined my client

has found that
he has a mental disease.

He has had no meaningful treatment.
Ms. Melnick.

They give him $1.50
and a handful of pills

and they drop him off in
front of some donut shop.

JUDGE: Enough.

I sympathize with
your client's problems.

But they cannot become
the concern of this court.

If he intends to take the stand,
I'll reconsider my ruling.

Until then, the defense of mental
disease or defect is barred.

The guards found five days worth
of pills under his mattress.

He'd stopped taking them.
What kind of pills?

Anti-depressants,
neuroleptics,

everything we were giving him.

How long's he been like this?

About a day. And he'll stay this way
until he's back on his medication.

CARMICHAEL: Is this for real?

With his type of disorder you take
away his meds, this is what you get.

And what you get is someone that's
not competent to stand trial.

The hell he isn't. Put him
back on his medication.

Yeah you do that and
you'll be in contempt.

I'm applying for a TRO barring you from
medicating my client against his will.

You want him like this?

It's what he wants. And then I'm
filing for a permanent injunction

prohibiting this trial
from proceeding.

Look, McCoy. My client
may be legally sane,

but it doesn't mean
he's not crazy.

You want to force feed
drugs to a mental patient

until he's sane enough
to be tried and executed.

I don't care how it's
playing out in the media.

I'm not going to let a rapist-murderer
make an end run around the Penal Law.

Why not leave him
where he is the way he is?

So he gets the benefit of an insanity plea
without the inconvenience of a trial.

Only as long as
he's out of circulation.

If and when he starts taking his
medication again, we put him on trial.

And until then, the criminal
justice system is held hostage.

I'm not comfortable with the idea of our
just shoving pills down a man's throat.

I'm surprised, Abbie.

If he ran away to another
state, we'd extradite him.

The fact that he's
escaped into his own mind,

shouldn't put him
beyond our reach.

Bower's a con man.

You do what you have to do.
I'll man the phones.

MELNICK: It's Gulag
justice, Your Honor.

The Supreme Court held that
psychotropic drugs cannot be compelled

against an individual's
freely chosen preferences.

Mills v. Rogers.

I have here affidavits
from the ACLU.

Your Honor, the People
simply want her client

to resume taking medication
he's taken most of his life.

Medication that nauseates
him, makes him dizzy.

Depresses his libido.

Please, Your Honor, the mind represents
the core of our human identity.

The State has no
right to invade it.

We're not looking to disturb the
core of Mr. Bower's identity.

But, Your Honor,
Mr. Bower has a history

of manipulating the mental health
system for his own purposes.

He's trying to do it again
now, to escape punishment.

So he can spend the rest of his days
curled up in a ball in a state psych ward?

Not much of an
escape, Your Honor.

Maybe to him it looks
better than death row.

He is where he
belongs. He's ill.

All the more reason
to medicate him.

Unless he's a threat to himself
or others, you can't do it.

Can't?

Must not. To preserve
Mr. Bower's individual rights,

and the health
of the body politic.

Your Honor, your decision
will ripple through society.

It will also ripple through
the criminal justice system.

If any defendant can escape prosecution,
by stopping his medication,

or by drugging himself, we're
out of business, Your Honor.

The right to be free from
intrusions into one's mind,

seems an indisputable
proposition.

In almost every case
where the Supreme Court

has been confronted
by such an invasion,

it has come down on the side of restraint.
And for compelling reason.

That being said, in light of
Mr. Bower's transparent efforts

to circumvent the
processes of this court,

the action the People are
seeking is not unreasonable.

The defendant would not be subjected to
medication to punish or control him,

but simply to enable him

to assist counsel in the
preparation of his own defense.

In effect, medicating him will
enhance, not curtail, his rights.

The People's request
is granted.

The Defendant is ordered to resume
medication voluntarily or otherwise.

(JUDGE BANGS GAVEL)

(GRUNTING)

Jack. Man one, he serves the
max, it's my final offer.

Then your client better get
over his fear of needles.

Listen, before you go anywhere
near a death sentence,

you have to prove rape.

You alleging his semen
beamed into her vagina?

Did you read what
he told your shrink?

Karen Brewster was a good
person, she was beautiful.

Sounds like love to me.

Sounds like a crock.
He killed her.

I don't know about the death,
but the sex was consensual.

And you go prove it wasn't.

You heard her.

She might take murder two.

Not from me.

If it was anybody else, but a
mentally deranged homeless guy?

A woman on Madison Avenue

had a brick shoved through
her skull by a homeless guy.

Last year, two people were pushed in front
of a subway trains by homeless guys.

If your hippie friends
could hear you now.

My hippie friends
ride the subway to work.

I don't want them sharing a
platform with Harvey Bower.

If you look at Bower's record,

you can't help but get the feeling,
if someone had been on the ball,

Bower would've gotten
the help he needs,

and Karen Brewster'd
still be alive.

You're right, the system
failed them both, miserably.

And now we're left to clean up the mess.
Permanently.

And thanks to Mr. Bower, we now have
to get into Karen Brewster's sex life.

According to the police,
the people who knew her

thought she was inexperienced
in that department.

We'll have to do
better than that.

Yes, of course Karen had
boyfriends in high school.

But by the time
she went to college

and her illness
took hold and...

How about recently?

She knew that that kind of relationship
wasn't in the cards for her.

Why, does it matter?

The defense is claiming
that she wasn't raped.

That she willingly had sex with
Mr. Bower before he killed her.

That animal said that?
After what he did to her.

I can't believe it.

No. She wouldn't.

Mentally ill or not,
she was a woman.

It must've been
very lonely for her.

Sometimes I was able to talk
to her about these things.

Karen agreed, she couldn't run
the risk of getting pregnant.

We both knew what
a burden it would be.

My husband says it's too bad they didn't
shoot that man dead in the street.

I want him to pay,
Ms. Carmichael.

Karen didn't have a happy life,

but he had no right.

Karen had siblings?

No.

She liked to look at pictures of
me and Ron when we were kids.

I don't know why.

That's her there.

She won first prize
in a tennis tournament.

Is this your husband?

No.

I don't know who that is.

It's Harvey.

He won some archery
prize at summer camp.

Where did you find this?

It was in Karen Brewster's apartment,
on the wall next to her dresser.

Do you have any idea
how it got there?

No.

Mr. Bower...

We don't know
anything about this.

We shouldn't even
be talking to you.

I want to see the
right thing done here.

Why should we trust you?
Now please, leave.

When Bower was in Rikers the
last time, the records show

that Karen was staying in the
homeless shelter in Long Island City.

Same as the other three times Bower
was in Rikers in the past year.

Practically around the corner.

She moved to that shelter
to be close to him.

And when she was in
Bellevue for pneumonia,

he had himself admitted
to be close to her.

And the rest of the time, they
were where, in her apartment?

Nobody ever saw him there.

They might've stayed away, so her parents
wouldn't find out about the relationship.

So much for your
stalking theory.

Puts the rape in question,
maybe, not the killing.

He killed a woman who
was in love with him.

Puts his whole mental
state in question.

Time to take your
winnings and run.

25 years-to-life? Well, it's a
step in the right direction.

It's the end of the road.

Wait a minute, you've
practically admitted

that you misconstrued his
relationship with Ms. Brewster.

We didn't misconstrue his
hand prints around her neck.

If he wants to keep
playing games,

we can do it in
front of a jury.

Right. We'll talk it over
and we'll get back to you.

But if you're not going
to keep an open mind...

I'll take it.

MELNICK: What?

I, uh, I killed her. Everybody
knows it I should go to jail.

Mr. Bower. Do I have
to sign something?

Not yet. I'll explain
it to you later.

You'll have to tell a judge
exactly what you did.

I didn't rape her. JACK: I
want it all on the record.

I loved her. I wouldn't
hurt her that way.

MELNICK: He admits the murder. What does
it matter if he says he raped her or not?

It matters to her parents.
JACK: And to the parole board.

I didn't do that to her.

Then why did you kill her?

Until you answer that question
to our satisfaction Mr. Bower,

there'll be no deal.

Thank you for
agreeing to see us.

I don't know what your
son's lawyer told you,

but until he's ready to
explain his actions to us...

I told Ms. Carmichael, Harvey and his
lawyer don't know we called you.

Mr. McCoy,

the things they've written,
about Harvey in the papers,

that he's some kind of monster,
they're just not true.

I don't pay attention
to the papers, Mr. Bower.

But an innocent woman
was raped and killed.

Your son may be ill, but he
has to be held accountable.

But he loved her.
You know that.

She had his picture.

You knew they had
a relationship.

Did he tell you about her?

Just that there was a girl, and
that they loved each other.

I know he cared about her. He
couldn't have meant to hurt her.

All he has to do is tell us the truth.
Otherwise...

Please, Mr. McCoy, whatever he
did, he can't forgive himself.

Phil, show them.

We found these in the garage
after they arrested Harvey.

We asked Dr. Sitwell
what they were.

He said they were Haloperidol
for people like Harvey.

He said Harvey must've been
hoarding his prescriptions.

Harvey was going to kill himself
because of what happened to Karen.

Would a monster
do that, Mr. McCoy?

Mrs. Bower...
Mr. McCoy, please. (CRYING)

Please have pity on our son.

I'll look into it.

I don't get this guy.

He loves her, but he kills her.

He'd rather risk a death sentence
than admit he raped her.

And now this.

One small problem,
those aren't his pills.

According to his
medical records,

he's never been
prescribed Haloperidol.

Check Karen Brewster's records.

What's going on here?
Come in and sit down.

I've just been telling
Mr. and Mrs. Brewster

how we've been struggling to come up
with a fair sentence for your client.

Please, sit down.

You know where
we stand, Mr. McCoy.

Yes, I do.

MELNICK: Jack, if you brought us
in here only to work us over...

How about you just listen.

Mr. Bower's parents,

found these pills among Harvey's
things after he was arrested.

They're an anti-psychotic
drug, Haloperidol.

Your daughter got them, in the weeks
before she died from different doctors.

It's three times
the fatal dosage.

Why would she do that?

I think Mr. Bower
knows why.

A week after your stroke. Karen was
admitted to Bellevue with pneumonia.

Mr. Bower was arrested there
after he tried to see her.

A couple of weeks later, when she was
discharged Mr. Bower was in jail.

So she was alone.

That's when she
got these pills.

Mr. Bower must have found them
after he got out of Rikers.

You took them away from
her, didn't you, Harvey?

Karen pawned your watch and
used the money to buy a knife.

She then went to Riverside Park

where we believe she
intended to harm herself.

Harvey took the knife
away from her.

Probably how he got
the cuts on his hands.

The rest, we need to hear
from you, Mr. Bower.

CARMICHAEL: You've kept
her secret long enough.

No.

Jack, can't we just
dispose of this now?

I can't let him
allocute to a lie.

Please tell us. Please.

I can't. I promised her.

Please, Harvey.
We can forgive you.

She was scared
of being left alone.

Becoming the crazy old woman

in a cardboard box
howling at the moon.

She didn't want you to know.

She said it was nobody's fault.

(STAMMERS)

She asked me to do it.

She said that if I loved her.

(CRYING) I loved her.
She loved me.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

Harvey Bower
pleaded to man one.

He'll serve 6-to-18
in a prison psych ward.

Karen Brewster's parents?
They signed off on it.

Bower's family dropped the
lawsuit against the police.

Who would've thought, of all the
things wrong with their kids,

the worst thing that could've
happened is that they fell in love.