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[siren wailing in distance]

ANNOUNCER: ...combination,
really controlling the pace...

[continues indistinctly]

[phone vibrating]

ANNOUNCER: That's the thing
about these two fighters,

they both have
excellent footwork.

SAM:
Dad?

What are you doing?

You should be
asleep, pal.

I hear noise.

That's just the TV.

All right? Now
close your eyes.

I'm not tired.

[knocking on door]

All right. I got business.

All right? You stay in this bed.
You hear me?

I see you out of this bed,
you and me got big problems.

Yes, sir.

All right.

[front door opens]

MAN: What's happening, man?JOSEPH: Yo, what's good, man?

What you need?MAN: Back up. Back up, man!

I'll take it all.
Give me the roll!

Just give me the cash!
Give me the roll!

[overlapping chatter]

[clattering]

[grunting]

JOSEPH:
No, no. No!

[gunshots]

[screams]

[knocking on glass]

Your 10:00 a.m. is here.

Dr. Harper came
to see me yesterday.

He has a rather
daunting legal problem,

and I immediately thought

we're gonna need some
more hands on deck.

Well, before I sign on
for the big voyage,

let's begin at
the beginning.

Why don't you tell me
what's going on?

I'm a pediatrician.

I live in White Plains
just outside the city.

I was in my offices here
in Midtown, seeing a patient,

just after 11:00
yesterday morning,

when the police showed up
to arrest me.

What for?

The execution-style murder

of a heroin dealer in the Bronx.

Okay.

HARPER:
By the way,

I don't believe that I have been
in the Bronx in over a decade.

I have never ever
in my life done heroin.

I'm not sure I'd know what it
was if it were in front of me.

I've not fired a gun that shoots
anything bigger than a BB.

And I was home
with my wife and two girls

when this...
execution took place.

Why do you think
they arrested you?

DNA evidence was recovered from
under the victim's fingernails,

the result of a struggle
with the killer.

And?

It appears to belong
to Dr. Harper.

How close a match?

100%.

Not a lot of wiggle room there.

Our new client,
Dr. Michael Harper,

is out on $1 million bail
after having been arrested

for the murder
of Joseph Lowell,

a heroin dealer who was killed
in his apartment in the Bronx.

[quietly]: We only represent
the best clients.

MARISSA:
No sign of a break-in,

which suggests the perpetrator
was a known acquaintance.

Additionally, he had
just received a text

from someone with an
untraceable burner phone.

Joseph, the drug dealer,
was killed with his own gun,

which was later discovered
in the Hudson

with no recoverable prints.

So is Dr. Harper in fact

a known acquaintance
of this Joseph Lowell?

He claims to have
never heard his name

before the police showed up
at his medical practice.

Okay, so if he's innocent,

then how did his DNA end up
on this dead drug dealer?

At the moment,
no one can answer that question,

but Bull thinks
it may have something to do

with the way the police
made their DNA match.

What do you mean?

After the police found

what they suspected
was the murderer's DNA

under the victim's fingernails,
they ran the sample

through their internal database,
and they came up dry.

I'm confused. Then how
did they make the match?

They didn't, but it turns out
that one of these

big for-profit
genealogy companies did.

Dr. Harper's wife had sent them

some of her husband's DNA
as a birthday present.

He's an only child,
both his parents

had passed two years ago,
and he's got no sons.

He started talking to her
about how he felt

he didn't really know
where he came from,

didn't really have
a handle on his roots.

That he was likely
the last of his family,

but he really had no idea
who his family was.

It seemed like the perfect gift.

Wait. You're talking
about one of those places

you send a cheek swab into

to find out what country
your relatives came from?

TAYLOR: Is it
even legal for them

to turn over your private
information like that?

I'm betting they had
a search warrant.

They sure did.
It was all on the up-and-up.

Perfectly admissible in court.

DNA? That's a,
that's a tough one.

Did you know that 95% of jurors
are willing to convict

based on DNA evidence alone?

CHUNK: Okay, so
let's review.

This man had no
relationship to the victim,

had no criminal record,
no history of drug abuse,

had no ties to the
crime whatsoever.

And where did he say he was
the night of the killing?

Home with his family.

Well, then there must have been
a mistake, right?

Now all we have to do
is prove it.

CHUNK: Your posture should be relaxed.

More than anything, we want
you to appear comfortable.

You don't want to look
like you're trying too hard.

The jury can almost
always sense it.

Trying too hard to what?

Save my husband's life?

Look, I know
that this is difficult,

but alibis from family members

are the toughest
to get a jury to trust.

You'd be surprised,
the things that people say

to protect their spouses.

We were home, with our kids,
watching television in bed.

If I had known I would have
to prove this in a trial...

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

He's a pediatrician.

He makes kids feel better
when they're sick.

He comforts them
when they're scared.

That's who he is.

Well, there you go.

That's what
the jury needs to know.

That's what the jury
needs to understand.

You know I'm the one who sent
his DNA to that company.

Michael had nothing
to do with it.

This... is my fault.

Mrs. Harper, you...It was a couple years ago.

I'd completely forgotten about
it until I got that e-mail.

E-mail?

What do you know about
the Fourth Amendment?

Uh, unreasonable search
and seizure.

It's one of
my favorites.

Why? You got a pop quiz coming
up in constitutional law?

Michael's wife is the one

that sent his DNA sample
to that genealogy company.

I know that.But did you know this?

A few days before the arrest,

she got an e-mail
from the company.

It said they had received
a duplicate sample

and that they wanted to know

if it was from her
or another family member.

She just told you that?

I'm like a human can opener.

People spend time with me,
and they can't help themselves.

All right.

So where are you going
with this?

Well, we know the police were
at a dead end.

They couldn't I.D. the DNA
from the crime scene

using their databases.

So they got a search warrant.
You heard Danny.

But how did they get it?

To get a search warrant,
you need probable cause.

There's no way they could've
known that Michael's wife

sent his DNA
into that genealogy company,

or any genealogy company,
for that matter.

I know it sounds
a little crazy,

but what if, before they got
the search warrant,

they sent a sample of this DNA
to the genealogy company--

every genealogy company--
posing as a customer,

all as part of
an elaborate ruse

to get one of these
companies to verify

they had a match
in their system?

That way, they can go
to a judge, and say,

"We need a warrant
for this particular company."

Pretty good.

The website would've flagged it
as a duplicate match,

alerted the
original customer...

And confirmed to the cops
that the killer's DNA

was in their system,
without even realizing it.

Right.TAYLOR:
So you're thinking

if we take this to a judge,
he or she might rule

all this DNA evidence
collected inadmissible?

It's worth a shot.

Your Honor,

this e-mail was sent

to Mrs. Harper five days
prior to Michael's arrest,

and three days prior
to the application

for a search warrant.

It's clearly a Fourth
Amendment violation.

Uh, exactly how so?

Well, the police
contacted the website

under an assumed identity,

effectively tricking
them into participating

in a law enforcement
investigation

without their knowledge.

And the A.D.A. here
signed off on it.

Your Honor, using a ruse,
lying to a suspect

to elicit information
relevant to a criminal case

is absolutely legal here
in the state of New York.

You didn't lie to a suspect, you
lied to a public corporation.

It has no effect on the
legitimacy of the evidence.

Doesn't say a whole hell
of a lot about the integrity

of the D.A.'s office.

Kind of hard not
to wonder what other rules

you'd be willing to break.

Enough.

Judge Volk, the defense requests

that the court suppress all
evidence relating to this DNA

since it was obtained
through what amounts to

an illegal search and seizure.

Your Honor, you mustn't
suppress that evidence.

T-The government's
entire case...

Exactly! The government's
entire case is built on fruit

from a poisonous tree, and you
must, therefore, suppress it.

The discovery's troubling.

But if the defense takes it up
with anyone,

they should take it up
with the genealogy site.

Not the police.

They were just
doing their job,

trying to find
a cold-blooded killer

who orphaned a little boy.

[exhales]

Are you aware that boy's mother
died when he was a baby?

That man,
whatever his troubles,

was all the boy
had in the world.

Now he's in the system.

Where, in all likelihood,
he'll remain until he turns 18.

Someone has to be held
responsible for that.

The DNA match stands
as evidence.

This trial
will continue.

♪

Anybody here ever heard
of the Phantom of Heilbronn?

Female serial killer,

terrorized France,
Germany, Austria,

from 1993 to 2009?

DNA evidence linked her
to over 40 crimes,

including six murders.

And when I say "linked her,"
I mean figuratively,

because even though
they had all this DNA,

they had no idea who she was.

Three different countries.

No apparent links at all
between the victims.

Made no sense.

I sense a punch line coming.

Well, the police
finally tracked that DNA

to a sweet old woman in Latvia

who was working in a factory,
manufacturing cotton swabs.

I'm guessing
the same cotton swabs

used to gather the DNA evidence
from the crime scenes.

What happened?

She must have contaminated them
with her own DNA.

Validate that man's parking.

All right, until we find
our own little Latvian woman

working in a Q-tip factory,
we need to find jurors whose

psychological makeup

will allow
them to look

past what seems to be
incontrovertible evidence.

How in the world
do you do that?

We look for jurors
who rely on an affect heuristic

when it comes
to decision-making.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

A heuristic is a kind
of mental shortcut

we all use to make decisions
throughout the day,

and when those decisions are
allowed to be colored

by our mood or our feelings

in the moment
we make the decision,

that is called
an affect heuristic.

Essentially, we want jurors
who go with their gut.

Why?

Because the one thing there's no
denying is that when you first

meet our client,
"killer" is not the word

that pops into your head.

Yeah, the guy's likable.

You trust him.

Not withstanding
the charges against him,

he strikes you as a good man.

Yeah.And the thing
about jurors is,

if their first impression
is positive, they are gonna

struggle with the idea

that they need
to modify that impression.

And the seemingly irrefutable
DNA evidence

will have less impact.LINDSEY:
And what do I need

to ask them to figure out if
they have this, um, this...?

Affect heuristic?Yes.

You don't have
to ask them anything.

You just have to open your eyes.

BULL: Older woman in the
gray sweater is looking

at Michael like he's her
grandson. We want her.

But we haven't even
talked to her yet.

Words lie,
body language doesn't.

She likes him.

But at the end of the day,

it can't just be
about an affect heuristic.

That might net us one
or two friends on the jury,

but we're gonna need
to broaden our search.

Target jurors
with pessimism bias, as well.

BENNY:
People who tend to exaggerate

the likelihood
that negative things

are going to happen to them.

Why would I want these people
on my jury?

Because our narrative is that

Michael is an innocent man,
wrongly accused.

I believe
jurors with pessimism bias

will put themselves
in Michael's shoes.

And the fear of something
like this happening to them--

it will likely dilute
the importance of the evidence.

LINDSEY:
Good morning.Good morning.

Do you like to travel?

I honestly couldn't say.

I haven't done much of it.

Any particular reason?

I guess maybe
I just feel safer at home.

LINDSEY:
Safer how?

Can't get in a plane crash
if you don't get on a plane.

Can't have terrorists
take over your hotel

if you don't go
to the hotel

in the first place.

This juror is acceptable
to the defense, Your Honor.

Acceptable to the prosecution.

Fantastic.

We have ourselves a jury.

We'll see all of you here

bright and early tomorrow
to start trial.

So we've got four out
of 12 jurors that are at least

inclined
to look past the evidence.

I'll take it.

All I need is one
to get a mistrial.

BENNY:
Talk about being happy

in your work...

Yeah. Wonder what that's about.

Everything all right?

Dr. Harper?

What does the D.A.'s office know
that we don't?

What do you mean?

What kind of question is that?

Look, I get it.

The D.A.'s office has DNA

that would seem
to prove you did this,

and supposedly
that's all they have,

but common sense would suggest

that in the absence
of any other link

to this crime, at least

one juror is gonna
take exception to the idea

of putting you behind bars
for the rest of your life.

But the A.D.A. is not
acting that way.

In fact, he's acting
like he has you dead to rights,

and I would like to know why.

Well, I can't help you
with that.

You never met the victim?Never.

Never purchased illegal drugs?Never.

Never consumed heroin?
Never tried to buy heroin?

You never contemplated
trying to buy heroin?

Of course not!

Then why is the A.D.A.
so damn sure

he can draw a line
between you and the victim?

Or is it between you and heroin?

Just trust me,

whatever it is,
they're gonna find it.

[sighs]

And if I'm gonna
keep you out of prison,

I need to know about it.

Can we go somewhere
a little more private?

HARPER:
Couple of years ago, I broke
my ankle playing basketball.

Emergency room doctor
prescribed oxycodone.

I took it.

I kept taking it,
even after my ankle healed.

And I'd never done drugs before.

I mean, never so much
as smoked pot in college.

It was so serene being high.

So tranquil.

Mm.

I never experienced that before.

You ever write your
own prescription?

A doctor writing
his own prescription

for a controlled substance--

the AMA would not
look kindly on that.

No. Never.

The prescriptions were
all legitimate.

All from other doctors.

Of course,
my wife figured it out.

Mm, she knew
something was going on.

She threw away the pills

and threatened to leave
with the kids if I didn't quit.

Did you go to rehab?

No, I did it myself.

It was rough, but...
I was lucky.

I was able to do it on my own.

My wife's the only one
who knows.

I wouldn't count on that.

I'm sure the A.D.A.
has already gone

through your prescription
records, and once

he sees multiples on the oxy,
he is gonna make the case

that you got tired of having to
beg your doctors to supply you

with drugs and switched
to heroin, which is what happens

more often than not
when people get hooked on oxy.

But... that would be a lie.

Look, I swear to you,
I have never done heroin,

and I've never heard
of this man.

I did not,
I could not kill that man.

[clicks tongue]

Okay.

Then we're not putting the wife
on the stand.

Jody? She's his alibi.

Well, no. She is also the
only one who knows that he had

an addiction
to opioid painkillers,

the most common gateway drug
to heroin, which is what

the murder victim was selling.

But what if
the A.D.A. calls her?

Well, then we'll just have
to claim spousal privilege.

I mean,
she's married to the accused.

They can't compel her
to take the stand.

I don't like it,
but what choice do we have?

Morning.
Get your scorecards.

You can't tell the players
without a scorecard.

What's going on?

He's springing
a new witness on us.

I don't know who he is
or how he ties in to all this.

Do you know a Dr. David Parsons?

He's my neighbor.

Just your neighbor?

Well, he's a doctor.

Your oxy connection, right?

COLLINS:
Dr. Parsons, how do you
know Dr. Michael Harper?

We've been neighbors and friends
for the past seven years.

Around the same age,
both in the same profession.

And have you ever treated
Dr. Harper as a patient?

Depends on how
you define "patient."

He is a friend.

And I did help him
with some follow-up

after he broke his ankle
a few years ago.

What kind of follow-up?

Pain management.

This was a few months
after he broke it.

He told me
the ankle was still acting up.

And so you wrote him
a prescription for oxycodone?

An opiate?

I did.

Did you believe he was in pain?

Most definitely.

Most definitely?

The truth is,
you had no way

of really knowing,
did you, Dr. Parsons?

Did you?

The witness will please
answer the question.

I depended largely

on Dr. Harper's
anecdotal impressions,

but that's true
with many patients.

But again, it had been
three months since the accident.

Yeah, that's true,
but it is not unusual for...

In fact, you didn't write
him one prescription.

You wrote him
three, didn't you?

Over a period
of about six weeks.

And was that it, or
did he ask for another?

I'd like to remind you
you are under oath, Dr. Parsons.

Yes, he did.

But you said "no"?

I became concerned.

I spoke to his wife.Is it safe

to assume
that you no longer thought

he was most definitely in pain?

You could assume that.

And isn't it
true that when

an addict can no longer get
a prescription for oxycodone,

it's common for them
to turn to street drugs?

Most often heroin, which is
exactly what Joseph Lowell sold?

LINDSEY:
Objection!

Speculation.

Dr. Parsons is not an addiction
expert, nor is he a mind reader.

Your Honor,
David Parsons is a doctor,

and his training makes him
intimately familiar

with the world
of opioid painkillers.

I'll allow it.

COLLINS:
Dr. Parsons,

doesn't oxycodone addiction
commonly lead

to heroin addiction?

[sighs]

Yes.

That's the conventional wisdom.

COLLINS:
No further questions,
Your Honor.

Oh, um, would you have
anything a little stronger?

I might have a little something
under lock and key.

I'll be right back.

BENNY:
You know,

just because a person
abused a prescription drug,

that doesn't make
them a killer.

No. The DNA
makes him a killer.

The oxy habit is
just the assistant

district attorney's way
of dotting all the "I"s

and crossing all the "T"s,

lest any juror try to cultivate
some reasonable doubt.

Anyone else?

Dr. Bull?

Never on a day that ends in "Y."

I'm sorry
I got you all into this.

Who am I kidding?

I'm sorry
I got myselfinto this.

DANNY:
Dr. Bull,

you know, ever since
you told us that story

about the, uh, the old lady
with the cotton swabs,

I've been researching false
positives as they relate to DNA.

And while there
aren't a lot of them,

there was a case in California,
uh, just a few years ago.

Let's see.

Guy was arrested for murder
based solely on DNA evidence,

just like Dr. Harper,

and he swore up and down
he was innocent.

And it turns out, he was.

They figured out
his DNA ended up on the victim

because of something called
"DNA migration."

Never heard of it. You?

No.

It's the secondary
transfer of DNA.

And it happens because
the average person sheds

somewhere between 40
and 50 million skin cells a day.

Turns out we leave them behind
everywhere we go

on everything we touch.

Door handles, elevator buttons,

the creamer jug
at the coffee shop.

Also, they don't stay put.

Those cells, that DNA--
just end up on the next person

who touches the creamer jug.

Sounds like
you may have found a way

to un-dot some "I"s
and uncross some "T"s.

TAYLOR:
So you're saying

a creamer jug or something
like it might explain

how Dr. Harper's DNA
ended up

under the dead man's
fingernails?

Exactly.

Marissa, line up
a DNA expert,

someone who can spoon-feed
this concept to the jury.

You think that'll be enough?

No. We'll need something
concrete, some kind of proof

that our client and
the murder victim were both in

the same place
on the day of the murder.

Taylor, is there
any way you could try

and retrace the steps
of both men that day,

see if there's a point
of intersection,

hopefully a mutual point
of contact?

With a little luck...
and some loud music.

Is that something you might be
available to do tonight?

I think we can make that happen.

[hip-hop music playing nearby]

♪ I'm lit, throw it in the air,
we ain't worried about it... ♪

TAYLOR:
We know Dr. Harper lives here,

and he works here.

He takes the Metro-North Train

from White Plains
to Grand Central.

DANNY:
Makes sense.

And based on the info
from the victim's phone,

we know that after he dropped
his son off at school,

the day of his death,
he came into Manhattan

to "make some deliveries"
and "solicit new business."

Based on where he lived, I
realized it was almost certain

he took the subway
from 180th Street

to...?Grand Central Station.

Exactly.

All right. So, that's our
potential point of intersection,

our haystack.

The good doctor and
the drug dealer are our needles.

[typing]

How did you get this
in the middle of the night?

I just called the MTA.

And they just
gave it to you?

Yup. Of course...

I might have cheated,
might have forgotten to mention

I no longer work
with Homeland.

You're scary.

But still,
it's Grand Central Station.

There's got to be, what,
hundreds of thousands of people

going through there
every day?

How are you gonna
find Dr. Harper?

I already did.

There are only so many
trains from White Plains

that line up with
his office hours.

I worked backward
from there.

Already strung together
all the footage he's in,

from the moment he walks
in the doors at the station

until he gets on the train.

I was just about to review it
when you showed up.

I want you in my lifeboat, baby.

DANNY:
Well, he's pretty relaxed

for a man planning
to kill a guy later that night.

Oh, my God, that's it.

The guy even

grabs Dr. Harper's
arm with his hand,

with his fingernails.

DANNY:
All right, now tell me

you have an angle
where we can see his face.

That's all I've got.

DANNY: [sighs]
This can't be it.

That woman, there?

She's got her phone up
like she's taking a selfie?

What are the chances she has
both our guys in that photo?

Mm, it's a long shot.

You know what's
also a long shot?

That I can figure out
or find out who that woman is,

what her cell phone
IP address is,

crack it
and find the picture.

But is it...
impossible?

Dr. Bull, Mr. Colón?

I was just about to leave my
office when I was delivered

an updated witness list
from the A.D.A.

They're putting Sam Lowell
on the stand.

The victim's son.
He's a child.

COLLINS:
Good morning.

Sam, thank you for
testifying today.

You're welcome.

COLLINS:
You understand this is

a court of law, that when
people sit in that chair

you're sitting in they're
expected to tell the truth?

I know that.

Good.

So with that in mind,

can you tell me about the
night your father was murdered?

Yes, sir.

COLLINS: So after you heard
your father let in a stranger,

you opened your bedroom
door and looked out.

Can you tell us
what you saw?

I saw my...

I saw my dad...

lying on the ground.

There was a lot of blood.

And did you see
anything else?

Did you see anybody else?

I saw... a man.

And that man...

Do you see that man
in this courtroom today?

He's right over there.

[gallery gasping, murmuring]

The simple truth is
they have... your DNA.

They have an eyewitness,

and they have created
a plausible

relationship between you
and the victim

based on your dependence
on oxycodone.

I thought
that you had some theory

about my DNA
and the victim's DNA--

maybe I bumped into him
somewhere.

Grand Central Station.

"He" turned out to be a she.

The girl who tripped
on the stairs?

If only you
had asked me.

I'm sorry
to have gotten your hopes up.

I really do believe

this is the best course
of action.

Gosh. If I had known
I was gonna be so outnumbered,

I'd have brought
more people.

My client has never wavered in
his proclamation of innocence.

And I would not want
these conversations to suggest

otherwise.But?

But... what kind of terms
might we be able to come to

if... Dr. Harper agreed
to plead guilty?

Well...

he's staring at 25
to life right now.

I'd go to 20.

Well, that's not
much of a deal.

The man is in his 40s.

You're right.

Forget it. Let's just
let the jury decide.

15 years to life.

No parole prior
to 15 years served.

Let's keep in mind, he's charged
with killing a drug dealer.

That doesn't make the murder
any less of a crime,

but you never know
what might happen

during jury deliberations.

Someone might seize
on it, and...

15 to life.

You should be a lawyer.

I need 24 hours
to sell it to my client.

I'll call the judge and request
a recess for tomorrow.

HARPER: I can't make sense
of any of it.

I mean, you
are asking me

to willingly agree to...
to give up a minimum

of a decade and
a half of my life.

And my girls will be all
grown up by the time I get out.

My wife...

if she's still willing
to be my wife...

Stop that.
Sorry.

[sighs]

It's just this...

This defies all
logic for me.

I mean, it's...

It's like I'm discovering

that night no longer
follows day,

that the ground is not beneath
us, the sky is not above us.

I never met that man
they said I killed.

And that little boy...

he's wrong...

or confused about
what he saw.

And as far as

the DNA evidence
is concerned,

I'm a doctor.

I'm a man of science. I know
that what they are asserting...

is absolute.

It's unimpeachable.

The only problem
is I'm me,

24 hours a day.

I was not there,
I did not do it,

and I know that with
just as much certainty

as the science is
screaming that I must have.

[Jody sniffles]

If only I didn't
send that sample.

No. Mm-mm.I'm sorry.

It was such a
thoughtful thing.

My parents,

they never liked to
talk about the past.[sniffles]

Whenever I'd ask them
where we came from,

they'd just throw their
hands up in the air

and say we were
Americans.

To finally read about...

my family's history,

the bad parts,
the slave ships...[sniffles]

...the good parts.

That my ancestors fought

side by side with
the colonists to...

secure this freedom for
this country from Britain.

[sniffles]

I'm the last of the line.

And my legacy is...

I killed a man.

Not that I've helped hundreds
of kids get through...

infancy and adolescence

in good health.

Not that I married
this amazing woman.

[sniffles]

And helped bring two phenomenal
girls into this world.

Just...

[sniffles]

...I killed a man.

A man I never met.

I promised the A.D.A. that...

we'd let him know
within 24 hours.

[sniffles]

[elevator bell chimes]

[keys jangling]

7:22 in the morning.

Definitely makes me
an early bird.

Question is,
does that make you two worms?

I couldn't sleep.

I called Taylor.

Luckily, I was alone.

And she agreed to come in here
and help me with something.

Get back to the part where
you said you couldn't sleep.

I just couldn't stop thinking
about poor Dr. Harper.

You were not alone
in that. [sighs]

Something in the way he said
his parents never wanted to talk

about the past, how it
seemed like he's spent...

his whole life feeling...

disconnected.

I'm not unfamiliar
with that feeling.

You're talking about...

being adopted.

[exhales] Dr. Harper
wasn't adopted.

I don't understand
how any of this applies.

Found this 45 minutes ago.

BULL:
What am I looking at?

His mother's
medical records.

The woman he believes
is his mother.

Elinor Harper had
a hysterectomy at 23.

Uterine fibroids.

Dr. Harper came into her life
when she was 28.

She can't be his
biological mother.

It's not possible.

So, why am I looking
at this birth certificate?

I mean, who is this?

Who is... Jackson McKay?

You are, Dr. Harper.

Jackson McKay
was your name

for the first 14 months
of your life,

right up until your parents,
the Harpers,

adopted you.

Adopted?

I'm not adopted.

I know it's got
to come as a shock,

but I have a folder full
of records here

that proves you are.

I'm sorry, why are you
telling us this now?

This is why.

What's this now?

Your brother's
birth certificate.

Your twin brother.

Oh, my God.

The only other person
on the planet

who has exactly the same DNA
that you do.

100% match.

LINDSEY: Can you identify
the man in this photo?

That's Brandon McKay.

[gallery murmuring]

LINDSEY:
And how do you know Mr. McKay?

He's what we would call a client

at the city shelter
on 156th Street where I work.

Like a lot
of our clients,

he would come in when it got
too cold to be on the street.

Objection, Your Honor.

What exactly is the point
of this witness?

I have no idea, Counselor.

But I assure you,
I'm fascinated.

Objection overruled.

You are a social worker
and addiction counselor.

Can you talk about some
of the underlying conditions

that you believe contributed

to Mr. McKay's
chronic homelessness?

Like a lot of our clients,

Mr. McKay struggled
with an addiction to heroin.

And he had a violent streak.

I remember he got
into a fistfight with one

of the other residents
two Christmases ago.

Do you happen to have
his shelter records with you?

I do.And do your records
happen to indicate

Mr. McKay's birth date?

March 2, 1975.

The exact same birth
date as Dr. Harper.

[gallery murmuring]

Give me a sense.

It's starting to look
less like a stoplight

and more like a
Christmas tree in here.

So, what did Brandon McKay
have that my client didn't?

For one, motive.

He was in dire need
of heroin and money.

By robbing the victim's supply,
he could get both.

Second,
opportunity.

He was a known associate
of the victim,

someone Joseph would've let into
his home no questions asked.

And was Dr. Harper identified
by the victim's son?

Of course.

Because he looks exactly like
the murderer.

He's his twin brother.

But the most
important thing

is the one thing
these two men shared.

Their DNA.

Identical twins' DNA
is identical.

A 100% match.

Which means
there is no way to tell

which one of the brothers
committed this crime,

even if, in your hearts,

I think you already know.

Very well then. That concludes
the closing arguments.

And in anticipation
of the jury beginning

their deliberations...

Your Honor,

I apologize for the,
uh, interruption.

But before we ask
the jury to deliberate

upon the evidence
and the testimony,

I was hoping to request
a short recess

so that I might confer
with opposing counsel

and save the court and the jury
some time and...

trouble.

[gavel bangs]

Let's take a 20-minute recess
in my chambers.

What do you think
that means?

Only good things.

[quietly]: Do you
want some company?

Sure.

So,

when he says they're
dropping all the charges...

It means you're free.

It means it's over. They realize
they made a mistake.

BENNY:
A mistake you might

actually want
to sue them for.Mm.

But that's a conversation
we can have another time.

So, now what happens
to my brother?

Will there be
another trial?

Well, if there were,

the same way his DNA
gave us reasonable doubt,

yours would do the same for him.

There's no way, definitively,

to prove which one
of you did it.

So they won't prosecute?

They can't.

Dr. Harper,
the second we found out

that you had
an identical twin,

I had my team out
in the field looking for him.

And we found him.

I'm sorry.

Uh...

he's been in the Philadelphia
City Morgue for three days

as a result of an overdose.

Michael, he was a junkie.

A murderer.

But he looked
just like me.

You're not the same.

I know, but...

still, I looked
him up on-online.

We both played basketball
in high school.

Forward.

We both struggled
with addiction.

I had a few fistfights
when I was young.

We shared some demons.

You're wondering why your life
turned out one way

and his turned out another?No, I know.

I had parents that
put me through school

and a wife that helped
me with my sobriety.

BULL: Maybe.
Let's not forget

about free will.

Our DNA is not our destiny.

We can change it, piece
by piece, choice by choice.

If we're strong enough.

Which you were.

So what about the boy?

The victim's son.

The one who
identified me.

The assistant
district attorney said

he went to live
with his cousins.

They seem happy to have him,
and he seems happy to be there.

You should go home,
play with your kids.

It's a beautiful afternoon.

That it is.

["It's a Family Affair" by Sly
and the Family Stone playing]

LINDSEY: So, what
is everybody else

doing the rest of the day?

Oh, I think I'm going home,

calling my brother and sister.

Wow.

That's a great idea. I think
I'm gonna do the same thing.

Dr. Bull?

Actually, I'm gonna
go back to the office

and try and track down
an old girlfriend.

♪ It's a family affair

♪ It's a family affair.