All language subtitles for BULL - S01 E12 - Stockholm Syndrome (720p Web-DL)

You asking me if I ever
had a gun to my head?

(chuckles)
Which time?

No, this never happen to me.

It was surprising. I'd never
been so calm in all my life.

I threw my wallet
at the guy and ran away.

I remember that it happened,

but I can't tell you
anything about it,

except I can describe the gun

down to the scratch
on the barrel.

Gun to your head,
what would you do?

Kept hearing those words.

I thought it was
a great opportunity.

After all,
crisis reveals character.

* Ooh, ooh, ooh

* Ooh, ooh, ooh...

CHUNK:
Good morning, everyone.

Hi, uh, I'm Chunk Palmer.

I'll be your liaison
for the day.

We here at TAC are aware
that you have many options

of how you spend your time,

and we appreciate
you spending it with us.

You all have been
carefully selected

to participate
in today's mock jury.

It's an opportunity to express
your thoughts and feel...

Smells good.
What is that, coffee?

I miss coffee so much.

There's a little left
if you want some.

Oh, you're sweet, but, uh,

it's not good for my ticker.

I got a heart thing.

CHUNK:
...all for $200 a day

and a hot lunch.
(mock jurors chuckle)

So, uh, please,
let's get out of this rain.

Please follow me.

* I get a little bit
Genghis Khan... *

CHUNK: As we proceed through
the security checkpoint,

if you look to your left,

you might catch a glimpse
of one of our analysts

in their natural habitat.

The indispensable
TAC employees,

Cable McCrory
and Danny James.

Hi, everyone.

I always wanted to be
in one of these focus groups.

I mean, I'm not a white male
aged 18 to 49,

but I remember what
I liked when I was.

Before we settle in
to our new home in mock court,

now might be a good time
for a bathroom break.

* Ooh, ooh, ooh

* Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

*

* Ooh *
* With nobody else but me

* Ooh *

* Ooh. *

CHUNK:
Ladies and gentlemen,

this is the talented
and delightful, Marissa Morgan.

You can't hide anything from
Marissa, but why would you?

(chuckles)

Any bit of information

about yourself
that you've left

online or a scrap of paper,
Marissa can use it

to make a motivational matrix
for each of you.

Thank you, Chunk.

Hi, everyone.

I promise this is
not an invasive process.

Now, you will be
hearing presentations

by our in-house attorney,
Benny Colón.

Oh, don't listen
to a word she says.

She used to work
for the government.

Mind-control specialist.

(jurors laugh)

We will be
interviewing some,

if not all of you,
for your responses.

Now, this will help
give us a better sense

of how the real jury
will respond.

We will also be measuring
your biometrics,

using these wrist monitors.

Mind-control devices.

MARISSA: They record
your heart rate,

skin temperature,
perspiration levels,

and other factors that indicate
your emotional state

in real time.

To make you more pliable.

And as you can tell, it hasn't
worked on Benny at all.

(jurors chuckle)

Laurel Guthrie,

you are juror number 18.

Please find your seat.

All right, everyone,
you are the jurors.

There are no wrong answers.

Are there right ones?

If you don't like
what Benny says,

we would like to know that.

If you don't like
how Benny says things,

well, we might
agree with you.

If you don't like
the way Benny looks...
Hey, hey.

...then that is on Chunk
because he picked out this suit.

(jurors chuckle)

We do what we can.

All right. We're good to go.

Just need the guy
with the glasses.

So, uh, Bull, I am
in no way questioning

what we are all doing here.

Ah, what are we doing here?

The ancient druids
believed that, uh,

our souls were immortal,

and that these physical vessels
were only temporary.

Of course there are others

believe that we
are just projections

in a simulated universe,
characters in a video game.

I wasn't speaking
so existentially.

Oh, okay.
I just want to let you know

I am happy to be spending
my time digging up dirt

on a scumbag CEO who's being
sued by our scumbag COO

because they're fighting
over their business.

You have a firm grasp
on this case. Excellent.

I just want to be clear.

One of these high-dollar cases

pays for a dozen
where the client

is in need and
deserves our help.

I'm responsible for everyone
in this building, Danny.

And according to the lease,

the building itself.

Noted.
Thank you.

MARISSA: Okay, you two,
we're locked and loaded.

What's the question
of the day, Bull?

Well, it's gonna
be a good one.

BENNY:
Oh, come on.

Please, no.

BULL: Yeah.

Is a hot dog a sandwich?

This could get out of control
in a hurry.

It's perfect.
(chuckles)

Ask the question, please, Benny.

It's not two slices of bread.

Okay? It's just not.

Anyway, I have a question
about my opening argument.

It violates

my five-minute rule.

I really would like
to cut the following

four paragraphs.

BULL:
Hold on, Benny.

What's going on
with mock juror 18, Marissa?

MARISSA:
Uh...

Laurel Guthrie.

Age 34.

She's from Fort Greene,
Brooklyn.

Heart rate accelerating.

Respiration's increasing.

BENNY:
She's pretty fidgety.

She seems really nervous.

Everybody down!

(people shouting)

(alarm blaring)

*

(people screaming)

Okay.

(coughs)

Everybody, calm down.

Calm down.

Is anybody hurt?
(coughing)

Marissa?
Are you okay?

I'm okay.

I think it's just from the dust.

CHUNK:
You're okay.

She's okay. (coughs)

CABLE (over comms):
Guys.

Hi, can you hear me in there?

(blows)

Is anyone on?

BULL:
We're here, Cable. Status check.

CABLE:
Just a few minor injuries,

but the corridor caved in.

CABLE: What in the hell?
What do you think?

I don't know.
LAUREL: Nobody move!

Nobody move!

(jurors scream)
JUROR:
She's got a gun!

Call 911.

Okay.

Laurel.
(jurors screaming)

Laurel.

Listen to me, Laurel.

Everybody stay down
on the ground.

BULL: Hey, if you're
gonna pull a gun

in my courtroom,
you're gonna point it at me

and no one else.

Understood?

Here.

You know the layout
to my building.

You found a way to be a part

of the mock jury,
and you smuggled in

what looks like a
3D-printed firearm,

to get past the
metal detector,

and you fabricated
an explosive device.

But there's nothing in our
background profile on you

that would indicate
you're a violent person.

You don't know
anything about me!

All right.

Then why don't you tell me?

You're all right.

(jurors whispering, whimpering)

You need to relax.

You've done a lot
of planning

to get to this moment.

I know it's important to you.

Tell us why.

My husband.

You have to get
my husband out of jail.

BULL:
Okay.

Then talk to us.

We're all listening.

Aren't we?

I read you, Bull.

Pulling up everything
I can find on him now.

Okay, her husband's name
is Gordon Guthrie,

42, formerly of Fort Greene,
Brooklyn,

presently five years
into a 15-year sentence.

He copped to it, Bull.

Entered a guilty plea.

They-They owned and operated
a small pharmacy.

Everybody, get over there.

Okay. Take it easy, Laurel.

(people moaning, muttering)

It's gonna be all right.

Just relax.

(jurors muttering)

Let's just do
everything she says.

Mm-hmm.

Our records indicate
that you're a pharmacist.

I was.

We lost the pharmacy.

We lost everything.

Not your skills.
Explosives are basic chemistry.

It may be simple science,

but the motivation
is pretty complex.

You've got my attention.

Look, I've done everything
the right way.

Studied the law
for five years.

Pursued every legal means
to get him free.

BULL:
But he pled guilty.

There's no grounds for appeal.

No, no, no,
the motion to reopen the case

would have to come
from the DA's office.

(chuckling): Okay.

And that...
is what you want...

to get me to do.

Yeah.

I see.

Do you know there's

a psychology
behind bomb-making, Laurel?

It's interesting.

It's about control.

You feel disenfranchised.

The legal system took
your voice away.

But you didn't blow
up a courthouse...

or a jail.

You came here,

and you focused
your rage on this

very specific,
hopefully nonlethal

means of solving
your problem.

I'm not here to kill anyone.

I hope you mean that.

Look at all these people.

They're scared.

I mean, you're
scaring them, Laurel.

I need to know that
they are not in danger.

You understand that?
That's my responsibility.

Look at me.

Do we understand each other?

Yeah.

Now, tell me about this case.

So, there were
some discrepancies

in the FDA-mandated opioid
prescription reporting,

but it could've just been
a mistake by our bookkeeper.

And what was his name?
Donovan Snell.

But the prosecutor,
Weinsbach,

claimed that my Gordon,

my quiet, bookish Gordon

who loved nothing more

than watching old movies,
doing crossword puzzles

and gardening...

Dude sounds like he's 80.
Dude.

...that he was
a neighborhood drug dealer.

And that he got
into a turf war

with actual drug dealers,
Tommy and Bobby Vega.

And then he said
that Gordon

killed Tommy in a drug deal
gone wrong.

I know this case.

What?

They had no evidence.
None.

Just an unimpeachable
undercover source

working the case,
and they swore

that this source

witnessed Gordon come in

and pull the trigger against
Tommy Vega and murder him.

And you never got to hear
his testimony in open court?

No.

He took a plea deal.

He never got a chance
to confront his accuser.

Well, they shouldn't
have done that.

They railroaded him.

LAUREL:
It's just a game to them,

and they rig the rules
against people like us.

Your husband deserved
a fair trial,

an outcome determined

by a jury of his peers.

I learned about you.

You deliver jury verdicts.

I would've taken this case
just based on its merits.

You didn't even take my calls.

Stand back, stand back.
Get back, please.

Let's go, let's go.

A few more units are on the way.

Let's go.

Set up a perimeter
around the block.

No one enters the building.

Clear and secure all floors.

Let's go!

Guys. Guys, I got video.

Cable, you okay?

Lieutenant Tharder.

We've got 25 people
trapped in there,

being held hostage
at gunpoint.

Male or female?

Female, early 30s
and agitated.

Clear all non-essential
personnel.

You got comms inside
with the terrorist?

Can I talk to her?

Bull seems to be doing
most of the negotiating.

You did take his
weekend seminar, didn't you?

Alternative techniques
to negotiation.

What approach is he using
to establish rapport?

Whatever it is,
it seems to be working.

What this comes down to, Laurel,
is a case of mistaken identity.

We spend so much time
worrying about

how others perceive us.

How we dress, how we speak,
how we look.

Why?

To build trust.
To be seen.

The DA didn't see
your husband in court.

That's clear.

Just like these people.

These frightened,
confused people,

they don't really
see you right now.

They see a woman
with a gun.

But I see you.

I do.

And I know you're
a good person.

I want to help you.

You will help me.

Not under duress I won't.

Why today, specifically?

Why did you choose this day
to do all of this?

They're transferring
my husband today.

To the same prison
as Bobby Vega.

It's a death sentence.

And you want me
to save him in a day?

Yes.

Once you know the lie,

you can make a call
to the ADA

Have them put a halt
on the transfer,

and then just
re-open the case.

That's a lot to ask.

Then what?

They bluffed him
into copping that plea.

Gordon and I were
inseparable.

We lived together,
we worked together.

We kept no secrets
from each other.

They got the wrong man.

And this witness,
this source...

she's the one who put
the gun to my husband's head.

Laurel, I told you not
to point that gun

at anyone
in this room but me.

I searched five years
to find out the name

of the FBI agent
that they used

to play games with
my husband's life.

Special Agent Danielle James.

REPORTERS (overlapping):
Absolutely no one has been...

At this point, there are
no confirmed deaths,

though we do not know
the extent of the injuries

or the number of people
involved.

NYPD has confirmed
an explosion on the 22nd floor

in the offices of
the Trial Analysis Corporation.

Bomb squad personnel
is in the building.

We're told this is
a domestic act.

More details to come
as events unfold.

Laurel, let me tell you
what we're gonna do.

You're gonna tell me?

You are gonna get
what you need,

but you are not gonna get
what you asked for.

I'm not getting
on the phone,

I'm not making
any demands for you.

I am not asking anyone
for anything on your behalf.

But I will take your case,

and I will also take
that gun right now.

That's the deal.

No.

The gun, it's the only
reason you're listening.

No, I'm listening
because I'm interested.

I'm curious to know
the truth here,

and I'm curious about
Danny's testimony on the stand.

But the gun is getting
in the way.

Now, you have
a choice.

You can never
pull that trigger,

in which case

this is sort of
a silly, tiresome pose...

Or?

Or you can pull the trigger,

and something
unspeakable happens.

And I think we both know
that's not an option.

What do you mean?

The firing pin on these
3D-printed firearms

is notoriously
unreliable.

By the looks of it,

chemistry may be
your specialty,

but engineering isn't.

Give me the gun...

and you will get everything
you came here for.

It's okay.

(relieved murmurs)

(robot treads whirring)

He got her to
give him the gun.
I'll be damned.

Move ahead with the sweep.

There's already been
a detonation.

We're not gonna assume there
aren't any other devices.

Bull could just ask her.

We're not gonna take the word
of someone who takes hostages.

I don't believe
that place is secure

until that thing
tells me it is.

It looks like there's structural
damage from the blast.

They're trapped behind
a collapsed structural beam.

Cutting through may be
the only option.

Here you go.

CHUNK: Here,
take one of these.

These will help
with the dust.

Yeah, I'm okay. We're stuck
in this mock courtroom.

Hey, can we get out of here?

We're clearing the area,
Mr. Colón.

Please stay back until
we've completed our assessment.

BULL: They're not gonna find
any other explosives.

Maybe not.
Before the bomb went off,

her heart rate and breathing
were red-lining.

Now she is
strangely calm.

BULL: All the nervousness
and anxiety

of anticipation
is all gone now.

She's just sad, and hoping
we can help her.

Hey, Cable, how long
do they estimate

it'll take to get us
out of here?

Lieutenant Tharder says
about an hour,

but I'm not supposed
to tell you that.

Something about S.O.P.
BULL: Okay.

I'm gonna make use of it.

Let's do a mock trial.

BENNY: You weren't just
trying to talk her down.

You legitimately want
to work her case.

At this point, it's really
not a big difference

from how we were
gonna spend our day.

Okay, are you in shock?
You need medical attention?

You okay?

Yeah.

I remember her
husband's case.

I was undercover
for months

trying to nail
the Vega brothers.

I was in the next room the night
Gordon Guthrie showed up.

You comfortable
talking about it?
I just did.

We're talking about whether
a man goes away for murder.

I might have
a few more questions.

Such as?

You said you were
in the next room.

How come the assailant
didn't see you?

What was your state of mind?
What were you doing?

When was the last time
you slept?

Was your view obstructed?
Maybe, most importantly,

how come you didn't testify?

It wasn't my decision.

You'd have to ask that idiot
ADA Weinsbach.

Hey, you still on speaking
terms with Carey Weinsbach?

Yeah.
Want me to dig?

Well, we either
dig into this,

or we start digging
into that barricade.

Working a case
in a sealed-off room

with the possibility of
an undetonated ordnance.

That'll be relaxing.

There is no further
threat here.

Except for claustrophobia.

And it would benefit everyone
to take their minds elsewhere.

She blew up the room and
held them all at gunpoint.

Come on, Bull,
you can't reward her.

I'm not looking to
reward bad behavior.

I'm looking to help everyone
through a traumatic event.

And if, in the process,
we can assist

this damaged and distraught
young woman,

and give her the trial
she never had,

that's good, too.

You're already
prosecuting the case.

I was thinking of
starting with the defense.

But you can prosecute.
Right.

Hey, Marissa,
do you think,

with a bare-bones evaluation
of their behavioral tendencies,

you can empanel
a full jury?

With an appeal
towards curiosity,

an established interest
in participating

in the judicial process,
and the fact

there's nothing else to do here,
uh, maybe nine.

If you bribe 'em,
I'll take the over.

If you're right, you get
to be the judge.

Oh, my God.
You guys are insane.

Are you actually
re-running the trial?

We're stuck here.

Danny, you wanted
to try a case

with meaning today.

Let's make it meaningful.

Everybody, if I could have
everyone's attention, please.

On behalf of everyone
here at TAC,

I'd like to apologize
for your inconvenience today.

(weak laughter)

The authorities have
assured us

that they'll have us out of here

in an hour or so.

I know you got more
than you bargained for today.

You thought you were gonna
be on a mock jury.

(jurors murmuring)

What if we tried a real case?

And by the time we're done,
we'll be out of here.

What the hell are you
talking about?

CHUNK: Obviously,
if anyone doesn't want

to participate,
they're free to sit out.

But for the curious, Benny Colón
will be re-trying

her husband, Gordon Guthrie,

who was incarcerated five years
ago on murder charges.

For the defense,
Dr. Jason Bull.

And the lovely
and loquacious

Honorable Chunk Palmer
presiding.

(laughter)

CHUNK:
This is a chance

to determine whether
or not Laurel Guthrie

was unjustly driven
to desperate violence

by a corrupt legal system.

You'll not only
have the chance to provide

answers for her husband,
whose life hangs in the balance,

you'll also be empowered

to render justice
on her actions

toward every innocent person
in this room.

That's absurd.

Why would we do crap for her?

BULL:
I'm gonna sweeten the pot.

A thousand dollars danger pay

to anyone who participates.

Can I see
a show of hands?

(jurors whispering)

What else you gonna do?

I'm in.

WOMAN: Yep.
WOMAN 2:
Sure.
MAN: What the hell.

I'm in.
WOMAN 3:
Okay.
I'm in.

MAN 2:
I'm in.

Me, too.
Me, three.

MARISSA:
Looks like we have a jury.

Court is in session.

Please re-take your seats.

Good luck, Counselor.

Your Honor.

Mr. Weinsbach,
thanks for getting back.

Well, you contacted me
through my office, land line,

unlisted cell,
and three relatives,

so I turned on the news.

They're saying a bomb
already went off.

Is everyone okay?

Uh...it's a fluid
situation.

We need electronic copies
of the court recordings

and transcripts of
a five-year-old case.

State of New York v.
Gordon Guthrie.

Okay, I remember it.
I'll send what I've got.
Great.

I also may need your help
pulling some strings

so I can jack into
the D.O.C. security cameras.

No visual on any
undetonated ordnance yet.

We're gonna have to
carefully extract

piece by piece.

My God, what a mess.
I'll get it started.

Who's that?
Um...

Oh, a colleague
of Marissa's.

I'll transfer you now.

Hey, can I play
with the robot?

No.

Marissa, it's Carey Weinsbach.

Yeah, I know, Counselor.
It's video, I can see.

Uh, are you all right?

Hoping you can provide
some details we're missing

on the Guthrie case.

What is going on there?
We're about to start

voir dire right now,
hang on a second.
Did you say voir...

BENNY: Shall we address the
elephant in the room?

We can all hear the
sounds of rescue workers

on the other side of that pile.

Men and women in uniform
fighting to rescue us.

Who here doesn't
trust the police?

Move to strike, Your Honor.

Yeah, you two are out.

Please go ahead,
Counselor.

He's emphasizing trust
of the uniform.

Means he's putting
your testimony

at the center
of his case.

That's how it should be.
There's nothing else.

Well, he's gonna need
to stack the jury

with people
who have family

in the military,
police or the FDNY.

Jurors three,
seven, nine,

and 17 all
fit the bill.

I'll tell him.

MARISSA:
Oh, Mr. Weinsbach.

(monitor beeps)

WEINSBACH:
I just saw Danny James.

Would you tell her I'm sorry?

About what?

We all experienced
a trauma today.

I have to admit, when I
heard the first explosion,

I thought I was dead.

When I heard
the second one,

I was at least happy to know
I was alive.

I don't know if we all
had the same experience.

Who thought the first
explosion was the loudest?

I see.

And the second?

Hmm.

And does anyone
here think

there was only
one explosion?

Move to strike,
Your Honor.

You are excused.

BULL:
Thank you.

There was only one explosion.

Yet no one on our jury
is sure of that.

They're all hearing
the second one

in their heads already.

Reconstructive
recollection, Bull?

This case hinges on memory.
Memories can be altered.

By time, by repetition,
by any number of factors.

You want a jury
who trusts Danny and her memory.

And I want a jury who trusts

neither Danny,
nor her memory.

Transcripts and
court recordings

from the trial have
been downloaded.

Why do you look nervous?

I also spoke to
Benny's friend

at the DA's office.

According to the
transcripts,

he was three days
into the trial

before he offered the plea deal.

I just want to know why
he offered a deal at all

if he had Danny's
testimony.

He believed
it was compromised.
Bull?

You are going to need
to tread lightly here.

Why is that?

While she was under,

Danny's handler at the
Bureau told the ADA

that she missed
multiple check-ins,

including scheduled drug tests.

Danny went native?

They never got any proof.

Well, if the defense
got ahold of that,

they would have ripped her apart
on the stand.

No, Danny would never.

She left the FBI
not long after this case.

CABLE:
Speaking of Gordon Guthrie,

it took some doing,

but I finally got the live feed,
Bull.

At Rikers Correctional,
Laurel's husband.

It's coming up now.

Oh, thank you, Cable.

I want to get a look
at this guy.

BENNY:
This Guthrie?

He looks like a minnow

about to be fed to the sharks.

BULL: The look of
a wrongly convicted man

on his way to an unjust end.

Because of
a corrupt FBI agent,

who subsequently
quit the Bureau.

Bull, you know
that's not who Danny is.

Driving a peaceful woman
to an act of madness,

making prisoners of us all,

in order to get her husband
the trial he was denied.

Don't say it.

BULL: That's how
I'll depict Danny.

The best narrative
wins the case.

But only the truth
will set us free.

While it seems the threat inside
has been neutralized,

the bomb squad
is not taking any chances.

A unit is securing the building.

Keep in mind, at least 20
people are still trapped

inside the TAC offices,
in what we're told

has been
an unconventional negotiation.

So, you gonna put
me on the stand?

Don't mock mock court.

Benny, this is
ridiculous.

I prefer Bull passionate,
not fanatical.

ADA Weinsbach
had some reservations

about your testimony.

You know what?
I was undercover

on Tommy Vega
for months, man.

You know what he liked?

Guns, drugs,

paranoia.

You know what he
didn't like? Sleep.

So if I didn't come up
to meet my handler,

I had a damn
good reason.

I believe you.

And I believe that
the jury will, too.

Guthrie should've
gotten life.

Instead, he got a deal.
And my time under

got burned.

I did my job.

Show that passion
on the stand

and nothing
will stop you.

Nothing?

(saw whirring)

All right, come to order.

Now,
the original trial

lasted for three days
of testimony

before a plea
bargain was reached.

We'll be reading
parts of the transcript

from the original trial
with the help

of a few of our volunteers that
you guys struck from the jury.

Dr. Valeron, you will
be reading the role

of an expert in the distribution
of pharmaceuticals.

Could you tell us
about opioid manufacturing

and distribution?

In typical pharmacies,
individual pills

can be tracked
in quantity

and Schedule II narcotics

are stored in a safe.
However,

Mr. Guthrie
ran a compounding pharmacy

where he received
bulk quantities

of components
that could be mixed

to various strengths.

CHUNK: That makes
it more difficult

to track specific
amounts.

Yes.
LAUREL: Now, we
logged everything.

It was our own bookkeeper
who brought the discrepancies

to our attention.

NATALIA:
The numbers did not add up.

I had been the bookkeeper
at Guthrie's Pharmacy

for seven years.

CHUNK: And you
spotted discrepancies

in the opioid register

and brought it
to the authorities?

NATALIA: Yes, there were
more prescriptions being filed

than actual customers
coming into the store.

And this led you to believe

the prescriptions
were being falsified?

Objection. Leading.

That's not in the script.

BULL: It should
have been.

If Guthrie had
a good lawyer.

Objection. Argumentative.

Against who?

The defense lawyer is not here

to defend himself.

Well, you're
defending him poorly.

This is where I bang the gavel.

You were the arresting
officer who took Mr. Guthrie

into custody?
Yes.

I've been a detective
with the NYPD for 19 years.

I was analyzing
the paper trail

that ran through
Guthrie Pharmacy

when Tommy Vega
was murdered.

They kicked our door in
during dinner.

They dragged Gordon out
screaming, he was terrified.

(gavel bangs)

BENNY:
Special Agent James...

BULL: Objection. She's
no longer FBI, she quit.

BENNY: She was when
the events took place.

What are we, time
traveling now?
No.

We're in a farcical, made-up
universe of your own design.

What, no one else is
allowed to make up rules?

Objection. Your Honor, I believe
he's ridiculing your court.

Gavel. I will use it.

Go on, Counselor.

BENNY: Ms. James,
you were a decorated

agent of the Federal Bureau
of Investigation

for over 12 years; you
put your life on the line

a countless
amount of times,

including going undercover.

When you were assigned
to Tommy Vega,

how did you get close to him?

It was my job.

The supreme challenge
of undercover work

is not pretending.

I had to find honesty

in the legend I'd
created for myself.

Vega was a frightening
and intimidating man.

I simply
allowed a part of myself

to find that attractive.

Now, the night of
Tommy Vega's murder,

what did you see?

I was alone with Tommy Vega
in his apartment.

He said he had a supplier
coming to see him

and that
he had some business to do.

So I excused myself
to the adjoining bathroom,

where I kept watch
through a crack.

Vega then buzzed in
his contact

and as soon as
the door opened,

there was an immediate gunshot.

Vega was shot without a word?

Yes. The assailant
stepped into the apartment

and fired two more shots
into Vega,

who was still
on the ground.

BENNY: And that's when
you got a clear look at him?

It was Gordon Guthrie.

BENNY: Had you known
Mr. Guthrie previously?

DANNY:
He was on my radar

as a low-level
supplier

of pharmaceutical grade
narcotics.
No.

BENNY:
You're positive?

Not a doubt in my mind.

MARISSA: According to
the jury scoreboard,

it's 12 to zero
against Gordon.

BENNY: Mm.
Well, Bull,

I don't need
to know the score

to know you're getting smoked.

You did a nice job
teeing Danny up.

But don't
celebrate yet.

A decent cross
will tear her apart.

You think I'm unreliable?

This jury won't believe a word
you said when I'm done with you.

Bull?

This professional...
MARISSA: Bull?

...by the book version
of you will crumble.

Bring it on.

BENNY: If this is
you as a lawyer,

it's not hard to see
why you hate lawyers.

You should've gotten
out in front of it, Benny.

Out in front of what?

Bull, think
twice about

what you're gonna do to Danny.

BULL:
I have.

Danny needs
to resolve her past.

I'm going to attack her.

And it's gonna help.

How big was this opening
in the bathroom door?

Big enough.
I was able to see through

about a one-inch opening where
the door didn't quite close.

BULL:
One inch?

So you got one eye in there.

The other one was shut?

Yes.

BULL: That'll play with
your depth perception.

So this five-year-old
memory

you have of the event,

you're aware that
memories can be

altered, right?

Because when you
remember something,

you're just bringing up
an encoded copy of the event,

not the actual
event itself.

For instance,
our jury this morning

thought they heard
two explosions,

but there was
only one.

That's not possible,
because I know what I saw.

BULL: Ah, and that's
what I want to talk about.

What I was just describing
is a healthy brain remembering.

What kind of pharmaceuticals did
you see being consumed on site?

Hydrocodone, oxycodone, codeine,

and several designer
psychedelics.

And did you take any
of these pharmaceuticals?

I can't say.

BULL:
Ah. Now, your role undercover

with the Vegas was to be

something of a groupie,
right?

And that would have
meant doing drugs.

Otherwise, they would have
been suspicious of you.

So I'll ask again.

What drugs did you do
that night?

What are you doing?

I'm asking you a simple
and relevant question.

Would you answer it, please?

(exhales forcefully)

It's called 2C-B.

(jurors murmuring)

BULL: That's a
Schedule I narcotic

with hallucinogenic
properties.

Surely, the FBI didn't
expect you to take that drug.

Couldn't you have just faked it?

Vega put it in our drinks.

Then I followed protocol,
which was to induce vomiting.

BULL:
Protocol?

You followed protocol?

Well, you didn't check in
with your handler,

I think
that was protocol.

Maybe you were just too high.

And since the ADA
didn't trust you,

I'm kind of wondering

why should this court
trust you?

I don't care.

Okay? I don't care if that woman
believes me, either.

I am not her
social worker, Bull.

She needs real help.
Not whatever the hell it is

you think you're doing here.

So you're gonna quit again?

This isn't real, Bull.

When I found you,
you left the FBI

under suspicious
circumstances.

Nobody trusted you.

I've told you what happened

to Tommy Vega.
Now I've told you twice.

If you don't believe me,

that's on you.

You didn't tell me before today.
You never asked!

Maybe I should've set off a bomb
to get your attention.

Then maybe you'd trust me.

(sighs)

DANNY:
Cable. How much longer?

I can't take this.
'Cause otherwise,

I'm coming out. I don't care

if I have to walk
through jagged metal.

Um...

That's not advisable.

They're still removing debris.

You got to get me out of here.

I am trapped in here
with a crazy person.

THARDER: I thought Bull
had it under control.

He's the one I'm talking about.

MARISSA:
Ten to two in your favor.

Way to go.
All you had to do was destroy

your relationship
with Danny.

Laurel's getting
a verdict, Marissa.

It's not a real verdict.
It doesn't mean anything.

Yes, it does. Benny!

You were pretty rough
on Danny up there.

I'm gonna have to clean
it up on the redirect.

I need something from you.
The redirect.

We're gonna need
to put a pin in that.

At least for now.

BULL: I know it's been
a long day, but it's important

to remind everyone

this is about the life
of a human being.

Ms. Guthrie,

you never got the chance
to testify

on your husband's behalf

during the original trial.

What would you like us
to know about him?

Gordon's a good man.

We met in school.

He was very studious

and he took
his classes seriously.

He asked me to study with him

and we've been
together ever since.

Until five years ago.

Yes.

We lived together.
We worked together.

We were never
out of each others' sight.

Never?

He would go for a walk
most nights.

He likes the cold air.

BULL:
Do you miss him?

LAUREL:
Yes.

BULL:
And since he was
dragged away...

MAN:
Welcome to Rikers.

GUARD: Bobby Vega,
get back in your cell.

(laughs)

BULL:
...you have been totally alone.

With only
your worst fears

to keep you company.

Yes.

BENNY: And that's why
you set off a bomb

in a room full
of innocent people?

I'm sorry.

Okay?

I am so sorry.

But I need help.

Gordon needs help.

And I didn't know
where else to get it from.

They're gonna kill him.

I never meant to hurt anybody.

You're willing
to give up your freedom

to win
his freedom.

You're willing
to sacrifice everything.

Yes.

(mechanical whirring)

CABLE:
Bull?

The robot's done with her work.
A path's been cleared.

Only a few more moments
before they're ready

to pull people out.

The robot's a she?

Apparently.

But we're in closing arguments.

It won't be long.

BENNY: What you've seen here
today, folks,

is called classic legal tactic.

The defense has tried to put
the key eyewitness on trial

because the facts
don't suit their narrative.

(loud crash)

The only reason to question

Agent James is to create doubt.

The only reason
to attack her character

is to stir up ugly
and distasteful emotions

that will distract you
from the simple truth.

Don't let that happen to you.

Find Gordon Guthrie guilty.

Again.

Each one of us experienced
this day differently.

And each one of you is gonna
tell the story of this day

differently. Who's right?

Well. Subjective, right?

You listened
to Ms. James testimony.

What you didn't know is that
she was under the influence

of a hallucinogen
during the event she described.

Game changer. Nobody sees
the world in its entirely.

Can't be done.

Not even the best of us.

You have to find him not guilty.

Thank you.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Mr. Foreman.

I understand the jury
has reached a verdict.

We did, Your Honor.

What say you?

We find the defendant,

Gordon Guthrie...

...not guilty.

Mm!

(sniffles)
I can't believe it. I told you.

Okay.
Thank you.

Okay!

That's one way
it could've gone.

I just shaped a narrative
to get specific people

to believe a specific version
of reality.

(clanging, thudding)
WORKMAN: That's it,
that's the last one.

And I think I just showed you
that even well-meaning people

can be blinded to the truth.

What truth?
WORKMAN:
Watch your step here.

(crashing)
Clear.

All right, everyone.

It's safe.

We've cleared an exit.

The truth is, you
don't know Danny.

Danny would never
put an innocent man in prison.

This is our mock courtroom,

this is where is where
we practice our arguments.

And if I was defending you,

I would've said, "Hey.

This one works."

THARDER:
What are you waiting for?

You people can go.

Okay, people. Come on.
Let's move.

Let's get to safety.

Come on, people.

BULL: But if I was on
the side of justice,

I think I would've done Benny's
cross a little differently.

I would've said something like,
"Special Agent James.

when did Guthrie
wind up on your radar?"

He was, um, making small buys
from the Vega brothers.

And the meeting that night?

They wanted to up
their purchases.

They knew
he had a pharmacy,

it'd make a good front.

BULL: So, wait a minute.
the Vegas had been

to the pharmacy?

They knew everything
about the place.

Including that
he had a wife?

Would you please describe
the assailant for me?

White male, mid-30s, six one.

Approximately
190 pounds.

Eyes?
Brown.

What hand?
9mm Glock in
his right hand.

And what was he wearing?

Brown corduroys, blue pea coat,

and a blue and orange knit cap
with a logo that said New York.

Islanders.

Oh, Gordon.
What did you do?

We define people,

especially those closest to us,

by the questions
we choose to ask,

and the answers
we choose to believe.

Please raise your hand if the
alterations in Danny's testimony

would've changed your vote.

BULL:
And there you have it.

Thank you
for you participation today.

I know it was a challenge.

And you know the real answer.

Your husband's a killer.

(prison door buzzes)

BULL:
If it's any consolation,

he probably got a lighter
sentence than he deserves.

BOBBY:
Payback time, Gordo.

Hey, look at me!

Hey! Hey!

And has a better chance
of surviving than you think.

Take it easy.

You're in trouble,

but we're gonna do everything
we can to help you.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

I know. But your husband did.

He had that in him,

and he used
all of his powers to keep you

from seeing it.

She's all yours,
Lieutenant.

Go easy on her.

*

Ah. This is so good.

Who wants a drink?

I'm down.

You guys aren't sick
of each other already?

Freedom,

Cable. Just...

Let's indulge
our freedom.

Bull.

MARISSA:
Come on.

We're going
for a drink.

* But they say oh

Hey. Did you see that?

Jurors stuck around,

of their own volition.

I love it.

I know you quit the FBI

because they couldn't recognize
the devotion

you bring to your work.

You're not the Bureau.

No. We're not.

But what we do
matters to people.

* Guns in my head

And I believe in you completely.

* Spirits in my head
and they won't go *

* And the gun still rattles

* The gun still rattles, oh...

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