All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S03E01 - Skin Deep (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 ImE).eng

(narrator)
In the criminal
justice system,

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

the police
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders,

These are their stories.

[cutlery clattering]

Whatever it costs, my kids
are going to Catholic school.

You're a Baptist.

I don't care.
Those nuns know
how to build character.

Here you go,
sweetheart.

You're sure that's
very light, no sugar?

That's what
you told me.

It has to be very light.

You let go,
it'll float in the air.

Oh, man. Sometimes I want to
forget I'm married, I swear.

You just like her 'cause
her features are white.

Oh, yeah. That's why
I like you so much.

Oh!

(Eddie)
Anything with your coffee,
gentlemen?

J‘J‘[music playing on stereo]

[dog barking]

Mr. Decker?

Hello.

Mr. Decker?

Mr. Decker?

[sighing]

[gaSPS]

[coffee cup thuds]

[police radio chattering]

[camera clicking]

(Holland)
Looks like an invited guest.

The door was open,

there was no sign
of forced entry.

My dad said, "Be a cop,
look what you miss out on."

This must be
what he meant.

They didn't look like that
in my high school yearbook,

that's for sure.

They didn't sell
your high school yearbook

in Times Square.

What've we got,
a rare scissors collector?

Photographic supplies.

They're just like the ones
in the body.

Listen, when you're done
with this, I want it, okay?

(Logan)
Nice work.

Think she needed any help
getting dressed?

I think you don't
make a detective's salary

for being
a photographer's assistant.

When you're through
looking at that body,

would you mind
taking a look at this one?

The girl who found him

was on her way
to have her picture taken.

This guy told her

that she was gonna be
on a magazine cover.

He was supposed
to work tonight, huh?

In his pajamas?

(police officer)
Call it in.

He made all the girls
bring him coffee.

"Very light."

Could've saved bucks,
he bought his own pot.

Wasn't his money,
was it?

(Laura)
I was working
at Bloomingdale's,

you know, spraying
cologne at people

coming off the escalator?

Mr. Decker
gave me his card

before I could
spray him.

He said I had
good cheekbones.

Makes you Number 467, honey.

He had girls in and out
all hours, all Iookers,

some ofthem two,
three times a day.

The man had
very clean fingernails.

Of course developing fluid,
do it every time.

Or a good manicurist.

No one gets manicures
any more.

You catch hepatitis.

Isn't here.
Plenty of prints in the loft.

Twelve usable sets
other than the victim's.

I sent 'em all out. None
ofthem turned up a record.

Maybe you noticed
we found a pair of scissors.

Good thumb and index finger
at the top ofthe blade.

(Cerreta)
Great. Now all we need
is a suspect.

Look for
a Black Widow Spider.

Don't they kill their mates
after sex?

Your victim had semen
and vaginal secretions

in his Doctor Denton's.

Okay. We find a woman,
can you make a match?

The DNA
in vaginal secretions?

When there's
exfoliated epithelial cells,

which there
happen to be.

Figure the guy pulls
his pj's on right after

and just before
he was killed.

The samples
weren't even dry.

You got a very
well-mannered killer here.

Waited till he got dressed.

I'm sure he was grateful.

So where does that get us?
A Iovers' quarrel?

After sex?

Most people, you fight
and then have sex.

He's not married.

So what is this?
The girlfriend leaves,

he falls asleep,
a burglar wakes him?

And stabs him
in the middle ofthe loft,

in the back.
No struggle.

I suppose that means
you have a better idea?

He had four appointments
on his calendar.

Julian Decker, huh!
What a loss.

Then you weren't
involved with him?

However you mean that,
the answer is no.

I had as little to do
with Julian as possible.

And believe me,
I'd have preferred less.

Do you know who was
involved with him?

This city is full of women
with dreadful taste.

But you're not
one ofthem.

He could smile
the chrome off a fender.

Ijust didn't want him
around my girls.

All right. So, you weren't
working with him.

But why were you his last
appointment yesterday?

In his book, not mine.

He barged in around 5:00.

Wanted me to recommend him
for work.

I asked him to leave.
He did.

Hey, some girls
must've found him attractive.

You'll find my girls

on the covers of Vogue,
Detective.

You'll find Julian's
in catalogue lingerie ads.

Some girls
were interested in him.

But not mine.

[honking]

Miss Norman?

Gone for three weeks,
Barbados.

Saturday morning,
first class.

She took six suitcases.

I got her sunscreen
before she left.

Number 15, unscented.

You fold her underwear, too?

I like to be close
to my tenants.

I wonder why.

[doorman whistles]

Didn't that calendar
have a red line

through
Clarissa Norman's name?

It was worth checking.

The other two are downtown.

The 11:00 is East 16th,
off Park Avenue South.

Angela Brant.

I was making the rounds,
looking for work.

Julian didn't have any.

Which he told me
after I bought him breakfast.

It seems Mr. Decker

liked to take advantage
of people, huh?

Doesn't everybody?

Look, I'll never
have to buy him coffee again,

but I will miss the work.

How old would you say
she is?

[sighs]

Maybe 30.

Try 16.

They do her hair and make-up,
she looks 30.

I'm 38, I haven't looked 30
since I was 20.

It's easy to take
advantage of me.

I wouldn't peg you as
that vulnerable, Miss Brant.

I was a model
when I was a kid.

In my senior year
in high school,

I made five times
what my father did

in his hardware store.

All the big agencies
wanted me.

Celeste Foxx herself
came around.

Problem is,
it doesn't last.

(Cerreta)
You're still working.

I have a daughter
in private school.

I'll be doing catalogues
from the grave.

Sounds like
you needed Mr. Decker a lot.

Not enough
to sleep with him.

You know who did?

I told you, I didn't work
for him that much.

Now, ifthat's all,
I'm late for aerobics.

Uh, just one more thing,
Miss Brant.

[girls chattering]

Can you tell us
where you were from, uh,

let's say, 6:00 to
about 8:00 last night?

What?

(Angela)
Hi, kids.

Hi.

What's going on?

I have to go out.
We can discuss it later.

Why don't you go
hang out in your room

for a while, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Iadmitted
I didn't like him.

Can we finish
this some other time?

Could you just tell us
where you were last night?

I had dinner
with my ex-husband.

Got home around 9:00.

Jeffrey Brant. He's a banker.

Until when? Okay.
Well, thank you, Mr. Brant.

The ex-husband says
that he was with her

from 6:00 until
some time past 8:00.

It's an alibi,

unless she got to
the phone before we did.

Next up, Betty Ann Carter,
West 24th.

Want to bet she didn't
like him either?

Look on the bright side.

If we do this all week,

you'll never have
to buy Playboy again.

What are you saying?

I treat all women
like objects?

More specific.
Like furniture.

This one, I promise,
I won't even look at her.

[Cerreta laughing]

What do you want me
to do? Cry?

I'll send a check to
the Dead Photographers' fund.

You did work for him,
Miss Carter.

You don't have a bed,
you sleep in the gutter.

I get into shape,
I'm out of catalogues

and back in magazines.

(Logan)
You don't look like
you're falling apart.

You should've seen me
at 19, sugar.

Miss Southern Alabama
Cotton Queen.

Without Iiftin' a finger.

Cover of Mademoiselle,
Studio 54 till dawn.

Julian said
that I was finished.

[chuckling]
Well,
Lauren Hutton's past 40.

She works.
I'm still a Size 6.

You'll pardon me,

but ifthis is what you get
when you're out of work...

Oh, yeah.

Well, used to be owned
by me and Citibank.

Now, just the bank,
and they're sellin' it.

Poor Julian,
may he rest in hell.

Who do you think
killed him?

We think
he had a girlfriend.

Oh. I see.

Last night?

I was on a revolving pedestal

pointin' at the kind of yacht
I used to cruise on.

Boat show, the Meadowlands.

Better than what
a lot of girls end up doin'.

You mean to supplement
their income.

What do you think you do
when this goes,

and these are
all you have left?

Thank you.

She was on a yacht display
from 3:00 till 10:00.

She didn't get dizzy?

No, she got a break
from 5:00 to 7:00.

The guy doesn't know
where she was.

All right.
Well, that's a half-hour
through the tunnel,

and a half-hour back.

That gives her
just enough time.

Not unless she can fly.

I went to see the in-Iaws,

one ofthe tubes
was closed in the Lincoln.

Two hours just to get there.

Round-trip in two hours?
No way.

We got no girlfriend.
We don't even know
who could've been there.

All we got is a sleazeball
who was begging for work.

Who says the one
he had sex with
is the one who killed him?

Wait a minute.
Am I missing something here?

This guy was
begging for work?

He even made the girls
buy him coffee.

Expensive camera equipment,
3,000 square feet in Tribeca.

This guy must've been
one heck of a beggar.

Find out how he paid
for his life,

maybe we find out
the reason it's over.

Not much in the loft.

What, there were boxes
of receipts.

And four-year-old tax returns.

Signed by a CPA?

Mr. Decker.

He reported $68,000
gross income last year.

According to
his travel records,

his trips to the islands
cost at least halfthat.

Those were photo shoots.

That's a legitimate
business deduction.

And his food,
and his mortgage,

and his clothes, and
his equipment, and Uncle Sam,

all came out
of the rest of it?

Well, I only know
what he reported.

I don't know a thing
about his other income.

Ifthere was
any other income.

You like to go to the islands,
too, Mr. O'Hara?

Me? No,

my skin can't take the sun.

That's good,

'cause if you signed
those tax returns

knowing he had other income,

you're gonna be
out ofthe sun a long time.

Okay, look.
Models have a short life span.

Julian found them other work.

Remember the guy
in the diner?

Said girls were going
in and out ofthere

two, three times a day.

What were they doing,
Mr. O'Hara?

Getting their
graduation photos taken?

Okay. A lot of guys
who'll pay big bucks

to see a girl
from the swimsuit issue
without her swimsuit.

So that the guy could

slip into something
more comfortable.

[chuckling]

Everybody's
a consenting adult.

No harm, no foul, right?

(Cerreta)
This guy was not only
a photographer, he was a pimp.

(Cragen)
Yeah, and where does
that get you?

Ajohn did it?
One of his girls?

We don't know any of
his johns. Or his girls.

Well, you'd better
start with all the models
he photographed.

Check their bank accounts.

The cotton queen.

She talked about
what the other girls did

when their faces went.

She didn't mean
they got rich boyfriends.

Rich boyfriends
by the hour.

But she didn't know
Decker was a pimp.

Or she didn't
want to tell us.

Sure he asked me to do it.

$2,500 a week on my back
instead of $500 on my feet.

Well, it must've
been tempting.

Maybe to you.

But, honey,
I don't think you'd survive.

In my experience, cops just
can't perform that often.

So, you never
turned a trick, huh?

Those beauty contests,

some crackerjudge
would put his hands on my ass

and offer me more money
than I'd ever seen

to be his date.

I didn't do it then,
I don't do it now.

That doesn't mean
I have any cause

to look down
on those who do.

That's real democratic
of you.

Well, it's a free country.

At least I don't drink
from the taxpayer's trough,

like some people.

Did Mr. Decker try
to put pressure on you?

Oh, every time I was there.

He'd be
at his little computer,

addin' up the money
the girls would bring.

But I told him,

"Honey, you can type
till your fingers fall off.

I work vertical
or not at all."

We found files
on Decker's hard drive,

one for each month.

They go back two years.

Trouble is,
they have passwords.

Well, can't you
break the code?

Randomly I wouldn't
find the right algorithm

till next summer.

FBI computers could do it.

Six weeks.

Six weeks. Oh, no problem.
Right, Phil?

Our case won't go cold.

What's on the files?

We were hoping hookers.

What would he call them?

Hookers.

[keyboard keys clicking]

Wiseass.
You know the guy's birthday?

November 15, 1959.

[keys continues clicking]

[computer beeps]

Okay, the initials
must be hookers

with dates
and dollar amounts.

The names and addresses
must be the johns.

H.D. Gets anywhere
from $750 to $1,000.

She presses your pants
when she's done.

I have a feeling it's more
specialized than that.

R.L. Mostly $200 a shot,

but she doesn't
work Wednesdays.

Choir practice.

A.B. $150 to $300.

J.S., about the same.

A.B.? His second appointment
ofthe day.

What, Angela what's her name?

Brant. East 16th.

A.B. Could there be
more than one?

She said she was
with her husband, right?

He confirmed it.

Still, it's worth a shot.

Allan Rohmer. 874,
Third Avenue.

Every Monday at 6:00.

[door squeaking]

Late Monday afternoon?

I was probably
casting a commercial.

You use the couch?

Only in movies
from the '50s, Detective.

In advertising
we barely have time

to sharpen the pencils.

What did you have time
for Monday night,

let's say around 6:00?

Is this a hobby with you

or are you looking
to change professions?

I was casting
an airline commercial.

I needed stewardesses.

Oh, yeah? Well, fly me.
My initials are A.B.

Do you look for stewardesses
every Monday, Mr. Rohmer?

Look, I, I saw all that
in the Post about Decker,

but what has this
got to do with Angela?

Was Miss Brant here?

Yes. She was very nervous.

She was all worked up.
But you don't think Angela--

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What was she nervous about?

Look, she's a lovely lady.

I like her a lot.
I didn't ask.

She sharpen your pencil?

She asked
if we could skip it,

she wasn't in the mood.

She was only here
maybe 20 minutes.

(Cragen)
So, you're tellin' me

she makes a stop
on Third Avenue,

cries on his shoulder,
races downtown,

has sex with Decker
and then kills him?

Well, this was a hooker
and her pimp.

Maybe she wanted
to change the deal.
Maybe he wanted to change it.

Maybe she couldn't get over
the slaughter in Yugoslavia.

Well, first she said
she was with her ex-husband.

Then it turns out
she's at the ad agency.

She's breaking the law, Mike.
What do you want her to say?

"Oh, that's right, Officer,
I was out turning tricks."

Now, when did the husband
say he was with her?

He said 6:00 to 8:00.

"Hello, dear. If you don't
want your name in the papers

"when the cops get there,
tell them we had dinner

at 6:00, not 7:00."

So she's a liar. It doesn't
mean she's a killer.

(Logan)
I'd like
to toss her apartment anyway.

Just to see if Decker's blood
shows up.

What are you gonna do
for a warrant?

She has an alibi.

Get a print on her. You may
get a match on the scissors.

(Cerreta)
We already ran her.

No priors, no civil service.

Well,
wait a minute. Phil,

you remember
we were Ieavin',

she was in a big rush

to go to what,
an aerobics class?

So?

So, she didn't leave
with a bag.

Maybe she's got a locker
at the health club.

Excuse me.
You don't have probable
cause for an apartment,

you don't have it
for a gym locker.

What?
The outside of a locker?

There's no expectation
of privacy.

How much privacy can you
expect in a locker room?

Are you sure
this is legal?

We have your permission.
That makes it legal.

What if I didn't
give permission?

Then we've to go
and get a warrant,
come back tomorrow

and close you down
for a whole day,

instead ofjust
your locker room for an hour.

[sighs]

Got a pretty good thumb
and index finger.

Let's hope
they're a match.

Let's hope
they're hers.

Hey, Phil.
You know the warrant

you told that healthclub guy
you'd get?

Exactly what probable cause
did you have in mind?

A senile judge.

(Medill)
First prize, gentlemen.

Which of you gets
the Styrofoam dice
for the windshield?

What do you got?

Latent said the prints
from the locker

match the prints
on the scissors
from Decker's back.

How about that
for probable cause?

I told you I saw
Julian that morning.

You didn't
go back later?

I was with my ex-husband.
For dinner.
I told you that, too.

Yeah, you told me
your ex was a banker.
That's right.

Not an ad exec
on Third Avenue.

I didn't want you
to know about that.
My daughter was there.

It's not something
I'm proud of.

And I did see
my husband for dinner.

(Logan)
Phil!

Well, ifthere's blood
on anything, I don't see it.

Decker had sex
with somebody.

You think she got up
and went home

without getting dressed?

(Logan)
What can I tell you?

Her prints are
on the murder weapon.

She admits she was
in the loft that morning.

The underwear, Paul.

The vaginal secretions
match what they found

in Decker's pajamas.

She could've had sex
with him in the morning, too.

(Cragen)
No, she couldn't.

The sample
from the pajamas was fresh.

(Paul)
How fresh?

and then stickin'
the scissors in his back?

How fresh?

No more than two hours.
It puts her there
when he was killed.

(Cragen)
She's a hooker, Paul.

She slept with her pimp,
she got very angry,

and she stabbed him.

Call Eyewitness News.
We've never seen

anything like this
in New York City before.

Okay. Pick her up.

Next case,
"docket number 64931.

”People v. Angela Brant,

The charge is murder
in the second degree."

Miss Green.
Delightful to see you.

You grace my courtroom
so rarely.

Certainly not by choice,
Your Honor.

Tell your client it's time
to say the magic words.

[whispers]
Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Your Honor,
with a case this strong,

the People see
a substantial flight risk.

We request $250,000.

The defendant has custody
of her daughter, Your Honor.

High bail would be
a serious hardship.

She should've thought
of her child

before she became
a prostitute.

Did it ever occur
to Your Honor

that some women
become prostitutes

in order
to support their children?

How stupid of me.

God forbid you should
get a regularjob.

And let me point out,
Miss Green,

for your next visit,
that's a table, not a soapbox.

Bail is $150,000.
Short date.

In honor of motherhood.

[bangs gavel]

Murder two?

You couldn't convict her
of bad manners.

Depraved indifference
to human life.

A scissors in the back,
I think that qualifies.

I had sex with him.
It doesn't prove I killed him.

Miss Brant,
you lied about being there,

you lied about your alibi,

and even your lawyer
will tell you

that if you lie enough,
juries tend to be suspicious.

Oh, I forgot that section
ofthe penal law.

Twenty-five years for lying.

Did she lie
about her income, too?

Or are you changing
your standards at legal aid?

Oh, no, no, no, no.
She's just flatbacking

until she can liquidate
a major position at IBM.

She's going to pay us back.

Meanwhile. The fingerprints?
Meaningless.

And there's
a little rumor going around

that your DNA match
to my client

is less than perfect.

You shouldn't even
be going to trial.

If we had perfect cases,
we wouldn't need juries.

And less than perfect

certainly doesn't change
myjob description.

I'll tell thejury
she's on trial

because prostitutes
are easy targets.

She was used by herjohns,
abused by her pimp,

and desperate to
support her daughter.

What am I hearing?
A prostitute's manifesto?

Hookers of the world unite,
kill your oppressors?

I'm not ashamed of who I am.
I don't need his contempt.

Angela, wait.

Look-it.

Julian Decker
was primeval slime

and killing him

was like using penicillin
to kill the clap.

Miss Brant,
I'm not sure your resume

entitles you
to that judgment.

[scoffs]
Right.

You want to do this, Stone?

I'll clean your clock.

When I'm through, you won't
even care what time it is.

She practically
admitted killing him

and dared us to convict.

And maybe you'll lose.

Who said hookers were dumb?

Dumb enough
not to wash her underwear.

And dumb enough
to leave prints.

You have no motive.
She has an alibi.

Shambala Green says
pity the poor prostitute,

she's supporting her child,

and by the way,
everybody hated him,

my client didn't do it.

You get no conviction.

We can put her there
at the time ofthe murder.

With our
excellent lab results.

What, you think Green
can get this suppressed?

Brant's DNA
is an 80 percent match

to the vaginal secretions
in the pajamas.

Her ex-husband says
he was with her.

Okay, it's not a walk
in the park.

Yes, it is.
You're gonna get mugged.

Break the woman's alibi.

Well, what did
the husband say?

Delia's restaurant,
in the Village, having dinner.

Let's see if somebody
remembers if they were there.

The cashier
remembered Angela.

He saw her picture
in the papers.

God bless
the fourth estate.

Does he remember
when they left?

Well, she and her
ex-husband had an argument.

Stalked out
just after they ordered.

Long before 8:00.

He could've been with her
the rest ofthe night.

Yeah, ifthey
patched it up quick.

The cashier was
at the window.

Says they walked off
in opposite directions.

Let's go find out
what the husband remembers.

[phones ringing]

Angela always says that.
Like I work on Wall Street.

I'm a loan officer. She likes
the sound of "banker."

Look, uh,

I don't really remember
when we finished dinner.

You don't remember.

The cashier remembers
the shouting started

before the entree.

[people chattering]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]
We had a disagreement, okay?

Angela wanted
more child support.

When you argue
about child support,

do you usually
stalk out of the restaurant?

She said Decker
was gouging her on her fees.

You knew
she was a prostitute?

Yeah, I knew about Angela.

But my daughter didn't,
and I didn't want her to.

You also told the police

you were with her
from 6:00 to 8:00.

In court,
that's called perjury.

I got a wife,
two kids besides Tracy.

Does everybody have to be
dragged into this?

Then, let's say,
let's say I wasn't with her.

Can we just leave it at that?

Let's say you'll testify,

or you'll be reading
a contempt citation.

[sighs]

She called.

She was in a panic. She said
the cops had just been there.

She asked me to say
I was with her.

She got into a cab.

Around 7:00 at the latest.

I knew Angela to say hello.

I used to see her
at Julian's. Mr. Decker's.

Did she ever
share her feelings

about Mr. Decker with you?

(Green)
Objection. Calls for hearsay.

Offered for the defendant's
state of mind, Your Honor.

Overruled.
Go on, Miss Carter.

Angela said she wanted
to warn me about him.

She was having
some trouble with her bills,

her daughter
is in private school.

Mr. Decker loaned her
some money

and told her that she could
make it up on a shoot.

When she didn't get any work,

he told her
that she could make it up

on her back.

And what was the defendant's
reaction to that?

Well, she was angry.
She told me she felt trapped.

She had to pay him
and she needed more money.

Thank you. Your witness.

When did this happen?

Miss Brant feeling
that she'd been trapped
by Mr. Decker?

Uh, six, seven months ago.

(Green)
So she was angry
seven months ago.

Did you ever hear Miss Brant
threaten to kill Mr. Decker?

No. She never said
athing like that.

What were your feelings
toward Mr. Decker?

Well,
like a lot of people, I...

Actually I'd say
I hated Julian Decker

and I hope he rots in hell.

Thank you.

No further questions.

I didn't ask Angela
ifshe'd killed him.

I mean, it was on the phone,

and I really
didn't want to know.

Did Miss Brant tell you
about her conversation

with the police?

(Jeff)
She thought they'd call me.

She wanted me to say that
I was with her until 8:00.

She said that
if I told the truth,

we'd all get our names
in the papers.

It'd be bad for me,
my wife, my kids,

our daughter Tracy.
All of us.

(Stone)
Thank you.
No further questions.

You and your ex-wife
hardly spoke, Mr. Brant.

Why was that?

The way Angela lives.

It doesn't fit
the life I have now.

What about your life
six years ago?

We didn't have one.
We were divorced.

I meant the custody suit
over your daughter Tracy.

The suit you lost.

I didn't lose. I withdrew.

You told the police you were
with your ex-wife that night.

Now you say you weren't.

Now, in fact, isn't your
entire testimony today a lie?

Weren't you
with Angela Brant

the night
Julian Decker was killed?

Objection.
Asked and answered.

Sustained.

[sighs]

Would you prefer
to see your ex-wife convicted

if it meant getting custody
of your daughter?

(Stone)
Objection.

In fact, won't you do
just about anything

to get custody
of your daughter?

She's badgering the witness.

Miss Green, that's enough.

Withdrawn.

No further questions.

A custody case?
I can't even think
of a better reason to lie.

That was six years ago, Adam.

He has a new wife,
new kids.

He wouldn't
want custody.

Is that what a jury thinks?

As a reason
to put your wife in jail,

custody of a child
is the ultimate motive.

Who prepped the husband?

I did.
He never mentioned it.

Bring in the rest
of your witnesses.

Go over their testimony.
No more surprises.

Thank you.

Miss Green has
just filed a motion

to suppress
your DNA evidence.

Should've been pre-trial.
Judge Baum will ignore it.

No court in the country
rejects DNA.

Until this afternoon.

Judge Lucas, down the hall
from Judge Baum.

Rejected our DNA tests
in the Gelman murder.

You better hope
that Judge Baum

doesn't play bridge
with Judge Lucas.

This is absurd. She should've
made this motion weeks ago.

Judge Lucas just
changed the picture.

The DNA sample in the Gelman
case was contaminated.

Ours isn't.

(Baum)
Could we look
at the law, please?

The standard
is Frye v. United States.

"The evidence must
have gained general acceptance

in the field in which
it belongs."

(Green)
We don't have
general acceptance.

Six months ago the National
Academy of Sciences

said DNA tests
are questionable.

They said the labs were
questionable, not the tests.

Juries treat science
like God.

Especially
from police experts.

Pardon me,
I do the lecturing here.

You tested
the vaginal secretions

against the defendant's DNA.

You got an 80 percent match.

The sample was fresh,
why isn't the match perfect?

Nothing's perfect.

What is that,
philosophy or law?

This evidence
should be admissible.

But I'm no expert.

The scientists can't agree.

Your Honor,
with all due respect--

I hope you'll respect me
in the morning.

But I'm going to have to rule
the DNA is not admissible.

You want to put the defendant
at the murder scene, Ben,

find another way to do it.

Judge Baum
is an idiot.

Stuff envelopes
for the county leader,

you, too, can ascend
to the bench.

No DNA.

If we don't put her there
at the time ofthe murder,

thejury'll be out
in five minutes.

You'll never
get to the jury.

We're looking
at a dismissal.

Who saw your victim last?

The modeling agency, Foxx.

Did Decker say anything
to put Angela with him

later that day?
Did we ask?

We weren't planning
on calling her as a witness.

Let's ask her. Personally.

If he was seeing Angela,
he wouldn't have told me.

Frankly, I'm surprised.

She's a little old
for Julian.

Sounds like you almost
feel sorry for her.

I almost do.

I'm sorrier
for her daughter.

She wants to be
just like Angela.

Brought in her own portfolio,
taken by Decker.

She doesn't have
her mother's legs.

Podgy. Bad legs.

The daughter?

She had her pictures
taken by Decker?

Tracy said her mother
encouraged her.

A little hard to believe.

Who would know?

Tracy's friends, maybe.
Her school, Miss Harker's.

I went there myself.

On career day, six girls
handed me their portfolios.

How much does
something like that cost?

$1,500 minimum.
Even from Decker.

It makes one wonder
why he did Tracy's.

Tracy always bragged
about her older boyfriend.

The fashion photographer.
Tracy was gonna be a star.

The next Cindy Crawford.
Just like her mother.

Tracy's pretty,
she could be a model.

Ifthey shot her
from the waist up.

Those legs!

She could do
fingernail ads.

[both chuckling]

If a big fashion photographer
came on to me,

I'd be interested.

Did Tracy's mother know
about this boyfriend?

They had a fight on
the sidewalk, right outside.

Mrs. Brant
found her portfolio.

Mrs. Brant thought
something else was going on.

Do you know
what she meant?

They were in love.

And we're15, not 12.

[elevator bell dinging]

The mother knew about
Decker and her daughter?

Yeah, it's motive.

But it doesn't put Brant
in the loft that night.

The kids never
heard Decker's name

or saw the daughter with him.
It's all hearsay.

What's the problem?
Put the daughter on the stand.

Whatever she knows,
she'll lie.

It gives us leverage on Brant,
might get us a deal.

So get a subpoena
for the daughter to testify.

Her testimony isn't relevant.

You'll never get it in.

Last time I looked,
motive was relevant.

This is a homicide,

even Judge Baum
won't keep her offthe stand.

Do you know what this will do
to my daughter?

I don't think it's a lot worse
than what you did.

Man two, three to nine.

What does that mean?

It means they're desperate.

Miss Green is wrong.
It means three
to nine years in jail.

(Green)
We're not interested.

Maybe I am.

Come on, Angela, let's go.

It's not worth it.
I've ruined my life,

I don't want
to ruin Tracy's, too.

Angela, trust me,

Tracy will never
take the stand.

You're misleading your client.

You're misleading yourself.

I'll see you
at the hearing.

(Green)
This meets no standard
of relevance.

It's a fishing expedition.

The defendant was angry

about her daughter's
involvement with the victim.

It goes to motive.

Motive? It's a theory.

Last week she killed him
over money.

Now it's her daughter.

Next week it'll be
whatever new motive

you dream up over lunch
at the University Club.

Ben, the standard

is whether the testimony
is relevant or collateral.

You don't know if it's
relevant and neither do I.

Thank you.

Don't buy me an apple yet,
Miss Green.

I'll question the girl
in chambers

and then make a decision.

Relevance aside, Your Honor,
the girl's in trauma.

She's seeing a psychiatrist.

An interview
at this point is--

Fine, I'll order
a psychiatric exam.

By my psychiatrist.

With me present.

For you, Miss Green,
anything.

This court orders
a psychiatric exam

of Tracy Brant
with defense counsel present.

(Tracy)
I was with my mom.

It--It was
a catalogue shoot,

Julian saw me,
he liked me.

He said I had great coloring,
better than Mom’s,

I had a chance
even if she didn’t,

Did your mom know

that you were sleeping
with Julian?

She found
some pictures he took.

I didn't have
any clothes on.

What did your mom do?

She told me
not to see him again.

She said I'd end up
as a prostitute.

She had no right to say that.

You continued to see Julian.

I had to.

Ineeded him.

Was Julian the first man
you'd had sex with?

He was experienced.

He made me feel safe.

Do you think your mom
killed him because of you?

(Green)
Out of bounds, Doc.

Don't answer that, Tracy.

Tracy, how did your mom
feel about you being a model?

She said it was a bad life.

But it was just
too hard for her.

She didn't want it bad enough.
She wasn't dedicated.

But I am.

It's what everybody wants.

My friends.

To have everybody think
you're beautiful.

(Paul)
Fifteen years old,

she seemed fairly
self-possessed to me.

Too self-possessed.
Did you hear her?

A scared child

afraid of her mother
one minute.

A tough kid, contemptuous
of her mother the next.

You saying
she shouldn't testify?

There's something missing
with this girl.

(Olivet)
Tracy Brant's life
was bound up in this man.

Everything she wanted,
Julian Decker would get it
for her.

If her mother killed him,
she should be enraged.

She's not.

It's strange.

You know what's stranger?
She dared us to convict.

She almost
admitted killing him.

Our case gets weaker,
she wants to plead.

Some mothers will do anything
to protect a child.

You're saying the daughter
killed Decker?

I'm saying it's a possibility.

The DNA was a match
with Angela.

80 percent.

And where does a daughter
get her DNA from, anyway?

The cops
searched the apartment.

Why was the underwear
still there,

why didn't Brant
get rid of it?

Because she didn't know
it mattered
until they found it.

Let's get a blood sample
on the daughter.

Did anybody even
consider the possibility?

Adam, we all made
the same assumption.

We thought the underwear
was the mother's.

When did we turn this office
over to the Marx Brothers?

First, nobody checks out
this husband's custody suit

and now it turns out

that nobody checked
whose bloomers were whose.

You're going
for a record here.

So what's the theory?

Mother walks in,
finds the daughter,

stabs Decker
in front of her. That it?

Liz thinks it's possible
that the daughter did it.

Where was the mother?

I think she was
with the ex-husband.

The husband testified
she wasn't with him.

Cerreta and Logan
asked Brant where she was.

She didn't know
the daughter killed Decker.

She tells the truth.

Says she was with her ex.
He backs her up.

Not in court.

But try this.

He changed his mind
after she told him to.

She wanted to look guilty.

He tells the truth
the first time,

then lies on the stand.

Both lying.

Protecting the kid. Good.

[door opens]

DNA match on the daughter.

Irrefutable. 100 percent.

Okay.

Only way this works now

is to put husband
and wife together

at the time ofthe killing.

Can you prove that?

(Stone)
It's called perjury,
Mr. Brant.

You might want
to call your lawyer.

You can't prove anything.

You don't know
where Angela was.

I think we do.

We also know
where your daughter was.

We're going to indict Tracy
for murder, Mr. Brant.

She'll be arraigned,

she'll be surrounded
by reporters.

Unless you'd like
to make this easier.

Oh, you mean easier for you.

For your daughter.

you'd better talk now.

Oh, God.

I did what Angela told me.

I met her for dinner.

She knew about Tracy
and Decker.

She wanted my help.
I didn't know what to do.

How late were you together?

She walked away,
she was mad.

I started to leave.
I felt guilty, I went back.

We went to the bar
on the corner.

We were there till 9:00.

So you told the police
the truth.

Yeah. Angela called

after they searched
her apartment.

She said ifthey asked again,
I should tell them I lied.

That I wasn't with her.

She was willing
to go tojail.

Anything to save Tracy.

You don't have a case
on either ofthem.

We're dismissing
on Mrs. Brant

and arresting her daughter.

You can't prove Tracy did it.

With what your husband told us
this morning, I think we can.

[sighing]

She didn't understand

that you couldn't
have everything.

That life wasn't like that.

How do you tell a child?

I have no authority
to deal for Tracy, Ben.

But I know that the girl's
had a lot of problems.

I understand,
but she also killed a man.

When you know
what he did to her,

you won't be thinking
25 years.

Sentence her as ajuvenile.

Convince me.

You have a daughter, Ben.

You know 15 is not an adult.

She's not responsible.

Would you excuse us, please?

You knew.

She never told me,
I never asked.

Until she wanted a deal.

I knew she had to be
either stupid or a martyr.

She was not stupid.

I'll get the case assignment.

Talkto the girl.

(Tracy)
I know I'm pretty.

I'm just not
that good with boys.

Oh, they're gross.

Just never wanted
to go outwith them.

Um...

but Julian took me
to clubs.

I mean, Iwent to
the opening of Arena.

He introduced me
to everybody.

Tracy,

tell Mr. Stone
what Julian promised you.

He was grooming me.

He said
we'd always be together,

and I was going
to be a big model.

What happened
that night, Tracy?

We made love.

And then he told me to leave
and never come back again.

It was my mom's fault.

[sobbing]

She told him

that if he didn't stop
seeing me,

she wouldn't...

Angela said she'd quit
working for him.

She threatened
to have him arrested.

(Green)
Decker told Tracy

that her mother
was worth more to him

as a prostitute,

than she ever
would be as a model.

I didn't mean to do it.

After what he said about Mom,
he made fun of me.

He said
I wasn't pretty enough.

My legs were too heavy.

He just turned his back
on me.

He just walked away.

[sighing]

Three years. Spofford.
With treatment.

15 years old.

She thought
if her picture was
on a magazine cover,

her life
would be perfect.

Aborigines think
if you take their picture,

you capture
their soul.

Maybe they're right.