All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S02E14 - Blood is Thicker... (720p WEB-DL x265 ImE)_track3_[eng]

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.

A Sunday night, huh?

If you were off,
this what you'd be doing?

I'd be tuning my Harley...
or Mary Louise.

( laughs )

Come on.

Break it up.

Just relax.
You'll get in.

It's not a problem.

Get the manager out here.

Is there a problem?

You got excessive
noise, loitering...

my feet are moving.
Not me--

Peter, come on!

I was talking
to the policeman.
Where are you going?

The car's over there.
We got to go home.

At midnight?
Come on.

Let's go to Nirvana.

It's time to go home, Peter.
It's not time
to go home.

Give me a kiss.

I don't want
to give you a kiss.

( laughs )

( screams )

Nobody saw her
at the club.

invisible out here?
What? Was she

Tore the necklace so hard,
it took skin with it.

Lois Ryder, 16 East 85.

Off the park. Nice.

Saperstein, 3-6.

Phil Cerreta,
Mike Logan.

What's the matter, you
don't get enough work
in your own turf?

Hit her in the head,
maybe a baseball bat?

Took the jewelry,
left the credit cards?

Case closed.
You got the guy booked?

Last six weeks,
two within ten blocks.

I didn't see it
on the boroughs sheet.
No, no, no.

We don't want the M.O. out.
We gagged it downtown.

The guy hits them with a bat,
takes the jewelry

leaves the cards.

What do you got?

Hits them with a bat,
takes the jewelry

leaves the cards.

We got nothing.

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CERRETA:
a difficult time.

You were in the
country all weekend?

I-I had to get
the roof fixed.

Who cares if the roof
was leaking?

Mr. Ryder?

Mr. Ryder?

Do you know
what your wife

would have been doing
tonight?

I talked to her this morning.

She and I talked,

and she said
she might go to the movies,

and I told her not to walk.

The movie,

Mr. Ryder--

would you know which one
that would be?

She likes the 69th Street Twin.

Mr. Ryder, do you
happen to have

a photo of her
that we could borrow?

Daddy...

Daddy, is something wrong?

Where's Mommy?

MAN:
Scandinavian film festival?

People committing suicide
in the snow.

Not exactly what New Yorkers
want to see in the winter.

We sold 86 tickets.

One to her?

I'm so bored I'm working
with my eyes closed.

Okay, thanks.

Six more bars,
four Korean fruit stands.

Nobody saw her.

What's he got?

Suicide.

In Swedish.

DOCTOR:
Massive blunt-force trauma--

matches the other victims--
this guy is batting a thousand.

She ate an hour before
she died-- meat, huh?

Maybe she found
an art house

that served carpaccio
with her cappuccino.

Hey, you find semen
in the vagina, you
don't call us?

Nobody said it was rape--
there's no sign of rape:

no tearing, no abrasions...

Her husband was out of town.

to know that?
I'm supposed

What am I, his travel agent?

What time
did she do it?
Before midnight last night--

sperm cells were dead
this morning.

And after midnight Friday--
I found acid phosphatase,
seminal fluid.

Disappears 48 hours
after intercourse.

Of course, it's also found
in cauliflower juice.

Oh, I think we can
rule out a cauliflower.

Your friend Saperstein
from the three-six?

Jewelry from one
of the other murders

turned up in the diamond
district-- not traceable.

Why does she go to a late movie
with two little kids at home?

Maybe because she had
two little kids at home.

And because she has
a housekeeper.

She's not going
to tell the housekeeper

where she's going?

She had dinner,
she had sex.

Spells boyfriend.

Maybe a lovers' quarrel?

Or the husband wasn't gone
for four days.

Well, it would be nice to know
who she was sleeping with.

You're gonna have
to go see the husband.

Boy, if it wasn't him

this is a lousy time
to bring him that kind of news.

My son's under sedation.

This is not a good time.

We really do have
to talk to him.

The children, the
funeral arrangements...

he's very upset.

Mr. Ryder,
sorry to bother you.

If we could just
have a minute privately.

The family
is in this together.

CERRETA:
I really
don't think...

No.

We'll talk.

Your wife--
there's medical evidence

that indicates that she had
intimate relations

in the 48 hours
before she died.

Well, that's impossible.
Um...

I went to Southampton
on Thursday.

Well, if it wasn't you...

What are you saying?

My wife was having an affair?

I'm sure Lois

was doing no such thing.

If we could track
her movements

we might find a witness
to her murder.

It can't be.

I know my wife.
It's possible
the lab was wrong.

If you would just
take a blood test,
we'd know it's you,

We don't have to look for
someone that doesn't exist.

My daughter-in-law
is dead,

my grandchildren
don't have a mother,

and you want to drag my son
through some cheap scandal.

I don't think so. No.

LOGAN:
So, you tell me,
what's the big deal

about taking
a blood test?

Your wife just died.

Maybe you don't
like being asked

to prove that she
wasn't sleeping around.

Maybe he didn't want us to know
he saw her over the weekend.

Your guy Ryder--
draft bait Vietnam.

Joined the National Guard,
Dan Quayle Brigade.

The army found
his DD-214.

Blood type "A."

Doesn't match the semen.

So why won't he take the test?

Like I said--

grieving husband, privacy,
maybe he just don't like cops.

wouldn't match.
Maybe he knew it

Didn't want us to know
she had a boyfriend

and that he had a motive.

I'll tell you one person
who saw her before she died--

the boyfriend.

Where do you have her last?

The housekeeper says
the hospital--

Carnegie Hill,
volunteer work.

What are you waiting for?

I need people
to hold patients' hands.

Most volunteers, they want
to work the resale shop

on Madison--
first dibs on the used Adolfos.

So you didn't know
Mrs. Ryder well?

Ryder money built
this hospital.

Lois should've been part
of that crowd,

but she didn't understand
the game.

Worked the pediatric
cancer ward.

Did she ever tell you
about her life?

LOGAN:
We think she had

a boyfriend.

I wouldn't know.

CERRETA:
Miss Phillips...

you can either tell us
or a grand jury.

He's married.

He has kids.

Leave him out of it.

He's already in it.

What's his name?

Joel Friedman,
chief of pediatrics.

Lois Ryder.

Of course I knew her.

She volunteered
at the hospital.

Were you with her
Sunday night?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

We'll make it easy
for you.

Sunday night,
Lois Ryder,

you, together.

Do you want us
to tell you
your rights?

Who is it, honey?

Uh, I'll get my coat.

CERRETA:
We want a blood test.

And if you're not going
to give it to us

we'll get a court order.
Relax, gentlemen.

Joel.

I was with her.

We'd been seeing
each other

about five months.

Normally, I...

I wouldn't see her
at my apartment.

She called.

She wanted to talk.

CERRETA:
Her husband says

they were happily married.

Really?

No.

No. There's a picture
in the Ryder house.

Lois told me.

His grandmother on a camel,
Egypt, 1930.

In 1930, her grandmother
was scrubbing floors

in East Orange, New Jersey,

and the Ryders
never let her forget that.

I can't be involved in this.

Did her husband know
about the affair?

I saw him last month
at a hospital fund-raiser.

He smirked at me.

He knew.

Lois didn't understand
what she was doing.

I did.

I was there
to make him jealous.

He's cooperating.

He didn't kill her.

I know it.
You know it.

She's using him.

Maybe he loses
his temper.

The elevator man says
the doc's wife got home

40 minutes after
Lois Ryder left.

He was waiting
at the door for her.

That gives him just
about enough time.

Fire escape dumps
into a locked yard,

there's a tall fence--
so the doc goes out,

climbs the fence,
clobbers Lois Ryder,

hauls her body from the west
side to the east side

and gets home just in time
to kiss his wife hello?

What is he, Houdini?
Yeah.

The doc here says that
Ryder knew about him

and Ryder said
he didn't know.

I knew.

I just didn't see why the rest
of the world had to know.

We had to know.

He was one of the last
people to see her alive.

My granddaughter--

should she read
in the newspaper

about her mother's
infidelity?

And especially
with someone so foreign.

Yes. He's from the west side.

You know what I mean--
he was not of our element.

No Jewish doctors
in your crowd, huh?

LOGAN:
Mr. Ryder, let me

ask you something.

Your wife's affair--

you didn't have a problem
with it?

Look, this thing
with Dr. Friedman--

my wife and I discussed it.

It was ending...

and frankly,
i don't think

he was very happy about it.

First, Ryder sends us
to the movies

but his wife
didn't go to the movies.

Then he points
at the doctor.
It's all crap,

and it's all coming
from Ryder.

So maybe he came into town early
and surprised the wife.

Give us six guys, and
this time we canvass with
Ryder's photograph.

Six guys-- why don't I just hire
the Russian army?

They're not busy.
Don, first we do the
doc's neighborhood,

then we do Ryder's
neighborhood,

and then we do where
she was found.

Just give us
Profaci and Li.

One shift.

( car horns honk )

I got a guy saw Ryder
driving a newsdelivery truck.

Now, it was either Ryder

or it was a black guy
looked exactly like him.

I got a guy saw a U.F.O.
Pick up Li.

Go home and say hello
to Shirley for me,

all right, Profaci?

I'll see you, Phil.
Yeah.

LOGAN:
Phil! Phil!

I love New York
this time of year.

What, do you got somebody
who saw him the night
she was hit?

Not quite.
Come meet Mr. Lewis.

Nice-looking lady.

For me, a little old,
but great cheekbones.

Tell him about the boys.

Couple of weeks ago, two kids,
they're renting porn--

Vibrating Vixens.
There ought to be a law.

There is a law.

Anyway, they're talking

about the baseball bat guy,
the mugger.

she comes in all the time.
The lady with the cheekbones,

Art movies.

Mrs. Ryder.
The one
in the picture.

She gets upset,
she turns to the guy with her...

Mr. Ryder.

She's all riled up.

"What's wrong with society?"

"Life is unfair."

"No wonder they mug people."

He says, "Can we finish
the speech when we get home?"

Me, I say they ought
to get shot.

Ryder knew
about the mugger.

Thanks a lot.

Now we know why he didn't want
to take the blood test.

He didn't want us
to look for the boyfriend.

We find the boyfriend,
we find out Ryder
knew who he was.

He knows who he is,
he knows where to look
for his wife.

He waits outside
the doc's apartment.

That's Riverside Drive,
11:00, nobody on the street.
Cracks her skull.

Brings her over here
across town, dumps her
in this neighborhood.

Copycatting the mugger.
And then figures we
drop it right here.

One more mugger victim--
too bad. Case closed.

My ass-- case open.

1:00 A.M., he pulls in.

Yeah, you know,
I just come on.

Ryder says he came
straight from Southampton--
nothing says he didn't.

"Traffic on a southern state,"
he said. Like I care.

Not your favorite customer, huh?

I get in, I want
to park the car--
he's yakking.

His rent-a-place
in the islands--

the roof's broken,
the pool's too hot.

In the winter, I'm lucky
if I get to Park Avenue South.

Mr. Ryder--
is he always so cordial?

I got to just sit
in the cold car and listen.

Cold?

The car was cold?

It was freezing.

Thanks a lot.

What is it to Southampton,
two hours?

I go six blocks in my car,
and it overheats.

He hit his wife,
then he went and sat
in some coffee shop

a couple of hours till
the shift changed here.

You want to canvass
10,000 coffee shops?

I want to get
in that damn car.

Only if we impound the
car, Ryder's gonna know
we're sniffing around.

I'm gonna dance
for the warrant.

They can do it here.

No blood in the car.

Must have bagged her head.

But C.S.U. tweezers
picked up fibers

from Mrs. Ryder's sweater.

Yeah, but where's
that gonna get us?

Even $800 cashmere sheds.

It's her car.

There's bound to be fibers
from her clothes.

In the trunk?

Paul, I can guarantee it.

He waits outside
Friedman's apartment.

He hits her, he drags
the body across town,

he dumps it, he makes it
look like a mugging,

he tells us she was
down at the movies.

It's a good story.
No evidence.

We can barely convict
Ryder of lying.
What about the fiber?

It could have been there
for months.

The car was cold.

It wasn't bloody.

want us to do?
Paul, what do you

Hit every sporting goods store
in the five boroughs,

find a clerk who sold
a middle-aged man a bat?

Hey, hey, hey,
last time I looked

we all got our paychecks
from the same place.

He is not the enemy.

Give us something.
Like motive.
Well, there's the affair,

but the doc says that Ryder
didn't even care about it.
Ryder?

I guarantee he cared
that his wife's lover

was Jewish.
Oh, come on,

who cares about the religion
of the guy your wife is boffing?

The Ryders.

You heard what she said.

"Not in our element."

An affair--
is that motive?

What was going on
in the marriage?

She must have told somebody.

Let's get photostats
of her datebook.

K. Drinks, the Algonquin.

Kent, lunch.

K. Meeker.

Dinner.

Lutece.

Kent, lunch.

Le Perigord.

What do we got,
another boyfriend?

Lois and I?

No. Just friends.

Are you friends
with Mr. Ryder?

Prep school. We were
on the swimming team,
St. Luke's.

I'm almost family.

How about Mrs. Ryder?

Is she almost
family, too?

Lois was killed by a mugger,
isn't that right?

This time that you spent
with Mrs. Ryder...

She came to me because...

Let's say my pedigree
was marginally better than hers.

She needed advice--
her marriage.

What's wrong with it?

Lois figured it went bad

when Jonathan's mother
left the wedding reception

before the florist did.

My mother doesn't like my wife.

I stopped worrying
about that 20 years ago.

You are not
Jonathan Ryder.

You know,
when we were in prep school

he wasn't doing well.

His mother comes up.

There's a new
Ryder building.

Suddenly his grades are fine.

She never let him
forget that.

That he was a screw-up?

Takes its toll.

He once booted the cat
across the room.

Did he ever boot his wife?

Worse.

Lois told me he offered her
three million to leave.

Just handed her a paper.

"Hi, honey. Sign this. Go away."

She loved him.

She wanted a marriage counselor.

Yeah, but he could get a divorce
with her or without her.

Her share of joint property--

in the neighborhood

of 20 million.

Unless she just happened to die.

Jonathan?

Doesn't have the giblets.

Mama cut them off years ago.

Maybe you should ask Barbara
Ryder where she was that night.

Ryder should have popped
his mother

and told her where to get off.
You the expert
on lousy moms?

As a matter of fact,
i am.

Mrs. Ryder's
necklace and bracelet

pawned in Chelsea, identified
from insurance company photos.

Who pawned them,
Jonathan Ryder's mother?

Well, I really don't think she
frequents the New Era Pawnshop.

When did that jewelry
come in?

Morning after the murder--
pawn shop got our
flier yesterday.

Are we making this up?

Was she killed by a mugger?

Why don't you find
the guy and ask him?

CLERK:
What's with the muscle?

I saw the circular
and I called.

I'm going to eat the money
I gave that creep.

Since when have you become
so law-abiding?

Since I did one-to-three
for receiving.

My wife likes me home
for the holidays.

Okay, good. Thanks.

Hey. Hey, your Mr. Everett
who pawned the jewelry? Bad I.D.

His license was stolen
three weeks ago.

The law says get an I.D.
I got one.

Oh, yeah? Did you look
at the picture on it?

What color was he?

White.

No. The real Mr. Everett
is black.

You didn't look too good.

Mikey, this guy
laid out $4,000

on a fake I.D.--
what do you think?

I think he's probably got
other stolen stuff here.

I think I should open
the safe.

He had a wild look.
Th... This guy is crazy.

He could kill me.

I don't want trouble.

From him or from us?

Who's it going to be?

Give me the name.

I guess the middle class really
is moving out of New York.

Fourteen.

( knocking )

Henry Willard?

New York City Police!

Go to it, big guy.

( man yelling )

No.

Tough guy, huh?

Guess we interrupted
his recreation.

MAN:
Come on, get out of here.

Henry. Henry.

Your driver's license.

Your I.D.
at the pawnshop, Henry?

You mugged a guy
to get them.

Not to mention,
mugging the lady.

She's in pretty bad shape.

You better hope
she can't identify you.

I found that
stuff, man.

On Mrs. Ryder.

In a Dumpster,
Penn Station somewhere.

Middle of the night,
I was high, I don't remember.

You're a real specimen, Henry--

stupid, drugged, and violent.

Thanks.

Okay, Henry.

These are the insurance photos
of the jewelry.

Pay attention!

This is the bracelet.

This is the necklace.

This is the pin.

Over here!

Where's this pin?

There was no damn pin.

Henry,

don't you want us
to tell the D.A.

that you cooperated?
Huh? Huh?

Get me a lawyer.

Mr. Willard's yellow sheets.

B and E,
mugging, crack.

He mugs for jewelry,
sells it for drugs.

I got a problem.

The guy's a wacko.

He swung a table at us.

I don't see the
problem. Book him.

A table,
not a baseball bat.

There wasn't a bat
in the room.

What's, he gonna buy a new bat
every time he mugs someone?
Listen to this.

Bracelet, diamonds,
made by Harry Winston, 1979.

Appraised 18 grand.

Necklace, diamonds
and rubies, 30 G's.

Harry Winston, 1985.

Pin, silver. A thousand bucks,
Lucien Peller, 1931.

Yeah?
Well, suppose Mr. Congeniality
in there

is telling us the truth.

He found the expensive necklace
and bracelet in the Dumpster

but not
the thousand-dollar pin.

Ryder. He threw
the new stuff away.

It was only money.

The pin was an heirloom.

You telling me he killed her,
then started feeling

a little sentimental,
kept the pin?

The city house

the country house,
and the mother's house.

This time you dance
for the warrant.

Tennis rackets, skis,
polo mallets, and...

What is this?

A lacrosse stick.

My son hasn't played
in years.

You mind if I use
your phone again?

Not at all.

No baseball bats.

You should wait
for my attorney.

Yes, ma'am.

The law says
we don't have to.

Get me Detective Li, please.
Thanks.

Hey. Logan.

You find anything?

Oh. Thanks.

Nothing
on the other side of town.

Ryder says
they wrinkled his suits.

Yeah?

Well, he may not
be wearing them

for a while.

Pin, silver, 1931.

Docket number 5231.

The people v. Jonathan Ryder.

The charge is murder
in the second degree.

How does the defendant plead?

Not guilty.

The people seek
substantial bail, Your Honor.

The charge is murder.

So I heard, Mr. Robinette.

Mr. Webber?

Your Honor, Mr. Ryder is
a well-established...

i know who he is.

500,000.

He can afford it.

Usual travel restrictions.

( gavel bangs )

Paul, Mr. Ryder's mother,
his sister--

they were all playing bridge
the night of the murder.

Alibi witnesses.

Bridge? Three of them?

I believe a computer
made up the fourth hand.

Is the computer
going to testify, too?

Well, who do you
and Stone have?

The Mormon Tabernacle Choir?

Anything to avoid it.

I don't want to testify.

A murder trial
isn't a matter

of personal convenience.

My daughter comes home
at 3:00 in the morning.

My son wants to know
why his mother won't talk to me.

They'll turn my life
into tabloid headlines.

What do you need me for?

Your affair,
Mr. Ryder's awareness of it,

what time Mrs. Ryder
left your apartment.

I don't know anything
about the murder.

If you cared for Mrs. Ryder...

I loved her.

I wanted to marry her.

My kids...

I couldn't leave my wife.

She wouldn't survive.

I'm on the board
of six Jewish charities.

I... I know that sounds stupid,
but...

that's my life.

If you don't testify,
I'll cite you for contempt.

I can't bring her back.

I want to salvage
what's left of my life.

Cite me for contempt.

I'll pay the fine.

My lawyer said
you won't put me in jail.

BARBARA:
Mr. Robinette,

we thought it would be
more convenient for you

if you saw us together.

Your lawyer said you wouldn't
see me any other way.

Oh, there must be
some misunderstanding.

I hope we can dispose
of this situation.

Why don't we sit down.

We left Jonathan's house
just after 11:00.

Did you notice the time, too,
Mrs. Dickey?

Jane never wears a watch.

I've tried to convince her
for years.

You left your brother's house

with your mother.

Jane's staying with me
in the country.

We were so sorry
to hear about Lois.

BARBARA:
May I be frank,

Mr. Robinette?

I'm very worried about my son,

as I'm sure your mother
would worry about you.

Jonathan's been accused
of a horrible crime.

I spoke with him this morning.

He hasn't left his house
in days.

JANE:
Now that you have our statement

you'll drop the charges,
won't you?

We are certain it was 11:00.

My late husband
insisted I be punctual.

I always know the time.

Think they'll hold up
on the stand?
Paul says

the sister's just like Ryder,
under his mama's thumb.

She's convinced her daughter
to commit perjury.

She drove her son
to kill his wife.

The paper Ryder asked
his wife to sign?

You wonder why she didn't take
the three million to walk?

Paragraph seven.

He wanted her
to give up the kids?

Sure. To them,
the mother is disposable.

The children are Ryders.

She went, they stayed.
Lovely.

Why didn't Ryder burn this?

we were looking for it.
Didn't know

We got it from
his corporate lawyer.
They let you have it?

It's attorney work product.

Ryder wrote that himself.

They can't claim privilege.

Couldn't have got it
from Ryder anyway.
Why not?

You're gonna love this.

His mother said he was home.

They went to serve
a subpoena on him--

not in the city
or Southampton.

The housekeeper gave
me the limo service.

Dropped him and
the kids at J.F.K.

Sun Air terminal.

International.

Ryder has a winter house?

Two. Palm Beach--
where he isn't--
and Barbados.

The bail conditions say
he can't leave the country.

He broke bail.

JUDGE:
It looks to me
like your client

was fleeing this jurisdiction.

Mr. Ryder had no intention
of flight, Your Honor.

He wanted to get his children
away from the press.

I put people in jail

because they don't have
25¢ for bail.

Mr. Ryder thinks the rules

don't apply to him?

I advised him
it was all right.

At worst, a
technical violation.

Bad advice, Counselor.

Very bad advice.

I've got a technical solution
for your technical violation.

Mr. Ryder likes islands?

I've got one for him--
Rikers.

This is ridiculous.

Your Honor...

Bail is revoked.

Ryder in jail for two months?

His idea of a rough weekend
is a picnic with warm champagne.

Do you think he'll start
blabbing to his cell mate?

By the trial,
he'll be a blithering idiot.

So let's put an informant
in the cell.

We'll never survive on appeal.

Sixth Amendment
right to counsel.

The Supreme Court is clear--
if the informant

doesn't elicit anything,
it's admissible.

Who's available to send in?

An armed robber,
a rent-gouging landlord.

Both of those
are ripe for deals.

Go with the armed robber.

Ends up in front of a jury

get more sympathy
than a landlord.

I know what you want.

I'll get it.
You will not
"get it."

You will not ask Mr.
Ryder any questions.

You will not say
"good morning."

And if he tries to confess,
I should break out of the cell?

If you mess this up,
you'll be very sorry
you cut a deal with me.

Ryder mentions his wife,
you avert your eyes,
say nothing.

You don't trust me,
put in a robot with a
tape recorder in his head.

If I could, I would.

Cashmere fibers in the trunk

matched fibers from the sweater
Mrs. Ryder was wearing,

beyond any doubt.

Was the pattern
of the fibers distinctive?

Well, they were spread in a
band about three feet long

and pulled out at the base,

as if they'd been wrapped
around something heavy

and dragged.

Your witness.

Mr. Medill, your report

notes traces
of naphthalene.

What is that?

Dry-cleaning fluid.

This ticket from the Seaview
Cleaners in Southampton

itemizes clothes
removed from storage

two weeks before
Mrs. Ryder died.

Do any of those
listed items

match the type
of fiber you found

in the trunk?

There's a pink cashmere sweater.

This fiber pattern--
could it have been made

by a bundle of clothes
removed from storage

and put in a trunk

with a pink sweater
on the bottom?

Dry cleaners wrap
their clothes in plastic.

And if the plastic ripped?

I suppose so.

You suppose what,
Mr. Medill?

It could be consistent, yes.

Thank you.

And after Mrs. Ryder
left the hospital

do you recall whether she was
wearing any jewelry or not?

There was a pin on her coat.

She wore it all the time.

I'm showing you
people's exhibit #12.

Is this the pin?

That looks like it, yes.

Thank you.
No further questions.

Miss Phillips...

does this resemble
the pin Lois Ryder was wearing?

It's similar.

And this?

Yes, it does.

And the pin
in this photograph?

Your Honor,
objection.

Where did he get these?

Gentlemen.

Excellent question,
Counsellor.

If you had those things produced
to create confusion...

The Ryder family had four
nearly identical pins
made in 1931.

The insurance agent
that identified

the one Lois Ryder
was wearing

made a mistake--
he'll testify to that.

It's a very
convenient mistake.
Well, easy one to make.

How did that pin end up
in Barbara Ryder's house?

She took it to wear to her
daughter-in-law's funeral.

JUDGE:
Mr. Webber,

if you don't back this up,
you're looking

at a character committee
investigation.

Objection overruled.

Now, Miss Phillips,
I ask you again--

are you absolutely certain

which of these pins
Mrs. Ryder was wearing?

I think
it was the first one.

Really?

Which is the first one?

Hell of a case
of reasonable doubt.

You still think
Ryder's guilty?

Some of that stuff is bunk--

the cleaners,
the ripped plastic bag.

Yeah, well, the
pins are not bunk,

and the alibi witnesses
are not bunk,

and this is probably
the lousiest staff work
I've ever seen.

You want me to fire somebody?
Would that make you happy?

The man is arrogant,
he's stupid-- he's
gonna get away with it.

That fellow you planted in
his cell-- what's he getting?

Ryder's teaching him
how to play bridge.

How to play br...

This is people's exhibit #12.

Do you recognize it?

It's one of a set
of four pins.

My father had it made.

WEBBER:
What is the history
of these four pins?

BARBARA:
My daughter has two.

Lois had two.

She was wearing one
when she died.

That one is missing.

I borrowed this one
from Jonathan.

Why did you borrow
your dead daughter-in-law's pin?

I wanted to wear it
to Lois's funeral.

I wanted to have
something of hers near me.

Thank you.

Mrs. Ryder, where were you
when this photo was taken?

At Lois's funeral.

Would you show me
where the pin is?

I can't.

It was high on the left side
under the collar.

You can't see it.

STONE:
Isn't it true that your son
gave you the pin to hide

after the funeral
so the police

wouldn't find it in his house?

No, that is not true.

And isn't it true that this
is the pin that Lois Ryder

wore when he killed her?

If my son had killed Lois,
Mr. Stone,

I would be leading the pack
against him.

Lois was a Ryder, too.

Are we winning?

Like we won Pearl Harbor.

We have another rowboat
with a pee shooter
to add to the fleet.

A club in Bridgehampton.

Mrs. Ryder likes
the piano player.

"The Girl From Ipanema."
She always requests

Which would annoy him,
but she's a good tipper
after four drinks.

He's pretty sure
she was there the
night of the murder.

Pretty sure?
That's the good news--
he has no idea

when she walked in--
could have been 10:00,

when she swears
she was playing
games with Johnny.

Or it could've been 12:00,
when Johnny was on his way

not to kill his wife.
Great, we put him
on the stand

as a rebuttal witness--
if Webber forgets

to cross-examine,
we're all set.

But if this plays out,
we won't have to.

Everything's going
his way, Adam--
we got to shake him up.

By telling Webber you're
gonna indict mother Ryder
for perjury and accessory

based on the testimony
of a piano player.

I offer to reconsider
if he pleads to manslaughter.

And this piano player
does not remember

when Mrs. Ryder
got to the bar.

She knows when she got there.

If it was after midnight,
her alibi story holds.

That's the beauty of it--
it only works if she's lying.

All this to get Ryder excited.

And he's not going
to like the picture

of his mother in jail.

Suppose I have a witness
that puts her elsewhere?

"Suppose"?

Do you or don't you?

Well, don't do the
deal, and find out.

Even at her age,
she'll do time.

You shouldn't be dealing.

You should be apologizing.

I'll consider manslaughter one
for him.

Otherwise, it's accessory
and perjury for her.

They could be
in neighboring prisons

with a joint card room.

Don't wait by the phone.

Ryder won't crack. 34 Hours.

So, Webber's been in
to see Ryder twice.

I know you didn't like it.

If he takes the deal,
I'd say yes.

If he takes the deal

I'll start buying
lottery tickets.

I got to go home.

Mr. Stone.
Yeah?

You've got a call from Rikers.
It's Morgan.

What did you guys do?

Put angel dust
in his caviar?

What did he say?

First, nothing.
A relief.

I had enough bulletins
from the society page.

Then he asks me the longest term
I'd done upstate.

I said a nickel.

He says he might do eight to 25.

You didn't ask
any questions?

I put a magazine
in my mouth.

He gets weepy,
says mother was right,

he's a total foul-up.

Couldn't kill his own wife

without getting mother
sent to jail.

Not bad, huh?

Then he's crying

his brains out.

Starts talking about the bat--
the bat and Alison.

Who's Alison?

His little girl.

Oh. Says maybe
it's for the best.

How could he face her anyway?

Then he shuts up.

I take the magazine
out of my mouth and call you.

I'm going to set up a
hearing with the judge
on Monday morning.

You tell him exactly
what you told me.

I always tell the truth.

ROBINETTE:
It's not good.

Oh, no, please.

Don't tell me Morgan died.

Bad case of memory loss.

He says he made it all up.

There was no confession.

Barbara Ryder got to him.

Morgan's wife--

emergency visit
to Rikers yesterday.

You talk to her?

She's done time herself.

She's got a lawyer.

I wonder how much
they paid him

to do another two years.

Mistrial?

He gave us Ryder's daughter.

He tampered with a witness!

Put away your slingshot, Stone.
I never talked to Morgan.

Who visited his wife?
Larry, if you tampered
with a witness

I will personally appear
at your disbarment hearing.

Judge, a threat
in these circumstances?

Come on,
get off of it.

We're off the record.

But I must tell you, Ben,

I don't like jailhouse
informants.

They always say
they keep their mouths shut.

I wouldn't have admitted it
anyway.

In that case, I'd like
an order to examine
Ryder's daughter, Alison,

as a potential witness.

An eleven-year-old
to testify against
her father?

It's indecent-- not to mention
fruit of the poisonous tree.

If the so-called confession
isn't admissible,

neither is anything
stemming from it.

Come again, Counselor?
He learned about the daughter

from a confession
you say doesn't exist.

According to you,
there is no poisonous tree.

He had an informant
in the cell.

U.S. v. Ceccolini.

Supreme Court
allowed a witness

discovered by an
illegal search.

They certainly showed
greater reluctance

to suppress a live witness
than physical evidence.

All right, gentlemen,
this court is issuing an order.

The people will get
a psychiatric examination

of Mr. Ryder's daughter.

Thank you, Your Honor.

We were going to Barbados.

after Mommy died.
It was after...

he wanted his bat.
Craigie, my brother,

It wasn't in the toolroom.

Craigie was crying.
Daddy...

we lost it at the beach,
Daddy said

but I didn't think so.

I saw it after the summer.
Daddy said we did, but I...

I think I did.

When Mommy left that day
OLIVET:

she was going to the hospital
and told you

do you remember
what pin she was wearing?

It was mine... when I grew up.
ALISON:

the special one.
Mommy always wore

How was it special?
OLIVET:

I don't know.

She said it was a secret.

She said she'd tell me someday.

I think she knows
her father killed her mother.

She can't deal with it.

She's useless
as a witness.

She can talk about the bat.

She won't hold up
on the stand.

SCHIFF:
The jury
will love you.

She said there was a secret.

Who did Lois Ryder
tell her secrets to?

They bought a witness.

They committed perjury.

I've been following the trial.

Do you know anything

about the jewelry
she was wearing?

You know,
your lawyer was wrong.

I'll cite you
for contempt.

I'll send you to jail.

I'm not sure
that's the worst thing

that could happen to me.

Tell that to me
after you see Jonathan Ryder

at the next hospital
fund-raiser.

( big sigh )

I worked occasionally
on Sunday nights.

My wife accepted that.
In the course
of your affair,

did you ever have
any indication

that Mr. Ryder knew
of his wife's infidelity?

Lois would...
uh, Mrs. Ryder...

she would call her husband.

She would give him excuses.

They were ridiculous.

Two times in a row

she told him she was going
to the Monet exhibit

at the Met.

The Monet exhibit
was already closed.

Did you ever meet
Jonathan Ryder?

I saw him at hospital
fund-raising events.

Did he ever indicate

that he knew where you lived?

FRIEDMAN:
Once. He told me
he didn't understand

why a doctor would live
on the west side.

He said, "Riverside Drive...

not very safe over there."

STONE:
Now, the last time
you saw Mrs. Ryder

do you recall
what jewelry she was wearing?

Her wedding ring,

a necklace,

a bracelet, and a pin.

Dr. Friedman,
here are three pins.

Do you recognize

any of them?

That's the one
that Lois was wearing.

STONE:
Let the record indicate

that he identified
people's exhibit #12.

Let the record so indicate.

Why did you pick that one?

Mr. Ryder's grandfather
had four of them made.

This one was for his daughter,
Jonathan's mother.

She told Jonathan

it would be
for his wife...

before... he married Lois.

But how did you identify it?

The initial "B" is etched
into one of the leaves.

When Lois got married,
she asked Jonathan

to have an "L"
etched in opposite it--

"L" for Lois.

She waited two years.

She finally had it done herself.

Her mother-in-law
never knew about it.

Lois always...

Lois always wanted to add an "A"

for when her daughter
would wear it.

STONE:
Thank you.

No further questions.

On the sole count
of the indictment,

the charge of murder

in the second degree,
how does the jury find?

We find the defendant guilty.

( cheering and applause )

Had a call from a lawyer

representing
Dr. Friedman's wife.

She filed for divorce.

Wants copies of anything
her husband said to us.

Another generation

of Ryders.

God help them.

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