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Previously, on The Defenders:
You cannot cross-examine
my witness.

I can ask any questions I want.

Don't be stupid;
this is my courtroom.

I am sorry that you're
gonna miss your golf game

this afternoon, but...

$250!

You are in contempt,
Mr. Morelli.

I hope you're calling
to give me my $250 back!

All right.

I'll be right there.

Don't say a word.

As you can see,
I've been arrested.

Mm-hmm.
And I have reason
to believe

I'll soon be charged
with 30 to 40 counts

felony possession of
a controlled substance,

engaging in
prostitution,

and, uh...

let's both pray to God

she doesn't die.

All right, Judge,
this way, please.

Ah, look at that.

The Vega star,
shining down on Las Vegas.
Okay, Judge,

I think you should
stop talking...

There's Cygnus,
Hercules...

Draco... Vulpecula...

Kind of puts things
into perspective,
doesn't it?

Look, son, I know this
is a big moment for you,

putting a judge
in handcuffs, but...

in the vast scheme of things,
heh, this is nothing.

Keep it in mind, my boy,
this, too, shall pass...

I'm betting by tomorrow.

All right, Judge.

Uh, Morelli?
Yeah, Judge?

You mind stopping somewhere
and getting me a cherry cola,

pack of spearmint gun

and a Mountain Dew?

My mouth's kind of dry.

Try shutting it.

I'll follow you there.

Drive on, Constable.

All right, Judge.

Great.

All right with
you, Officer?

Mmm.

Oh! You couldn't
spring for the Dew?

It's lemon-lime;
they were out
of the Dew.

Oh, generic. Wh-Whatever.

I'm parched.

All right, Judge,
we're gonna get you
through this processing,

and then we're gonna get you
bail, and obviously don't talk
about this case to anyone.

Obviously, you're mistaken.

See you in
the interrogation room.

Bring me the cola
and the gum.

What?

Ah, Detective, I believe you
know my attorney, Mr. Morelli.

I think I had
the pleasure

of having you both
in my courtroom recently.

Yes, sir, the
Linda Sedgwick
trial, I believe.

Ah, that's one that
Mr. Morelli would no doubt

rather forget, I'm sure.

What'd she get,
ten years?
Yes.

'Cause you screwed me sideways.

Temperament, Counselor. Mm.

Uh, Detective Davis has
a great Willie Nelson joke.

What kind of tour bus
does Willie Nelson travel on?

A cannabis.

Comedy gold, right?

I'm sorry we
got to do this,

Judge-- you know,
it's just a formality.

Max Hunter, you
have the right

to remain silent,

to an attorney;
anything you say

can and will be
used against you
in a court of law.

Do you understand
your rights?

Uh, yes, great, Detective.

I understand;
I invoke my rights.

And may we tell Mr. Morelli
the good news?

Oh, sure, sure.
The young woman

the judge was in
the motel room with,

Lucy Cardell--
she's alert,
she's conscious,

and she's gonna
be just fine.

All right,
that's great.
Amen to that.

Hell of a looker,
that gal, huh?

Oh, Lucy's
a beautiful lady.

And very reasonable
rates, too.

Judge, that's enough.
Oh, yeah? What kind
of rates are those?

Do you know that sex burns
200 calories an hour?

And if you double that
gyration, that could be

400 calories an hour.

That is a diet I think
we can all get behind.

Sex-ercise?

What was your
question, Detective?
Oh, um...

Keeping in mind that
I've invoked my rights

and anything I give you
cannot be used

in evidence against me
at any time.

What the hell was
the point of that?

You're facing 30 years,
only you try to prove

that you can
outsmart a cop?

I helped my case.
Our case.

That detective
takes the stand,

you'll be able
to discredit him.

Come on, Morelli,
catch up--
we need to win.

Y... You want to win?

Then shut up when I
tell you, all right?

That doesn't mean

that Robart won't try

to introduce it,
and then I'll have

to take time
to knock it out.

Stop wasting my time.

We got to go by
the tow yard,
and get my car.

What?
Where's that gum?

If I had a veto left,
I would use it.

Judge Maximus?
What the hell?

We hate this guy.

Hey, he deserves
a vigorous defense,

just like anybody else.

For some reason,
he... thinks I'm
the best to offer it.

Are you kidding me?
You're flattered
he called you,

'cause he happened
to have your cell number.
That is not true.

It doesn't matter
who his lawyer is;
he's running the case.

You know he's gonna
steamroll you, don't you?

The hell he is!

Nobody steamrolls
Nick Morelli.

Have you heard
anyone ever do...

Where's Zoey?

Uh, Lisa, I need U.S. v. Howard

and Olech v. Willowbrook.

Nice of you
to show up, gentlemen.

Thank you, Zoey.

Another double espresso
would be delightful.

Sure thing,
Your Honor.

Morelli, you
have a balcony--

you should smoke
your cigars out there.

The tobacco film
on the glass

it's as carcinogenic
as it is unsightly.

Third-hand smoke
is the next class action.

Third-hand smoke?

All right, let's get started.

Um... now, Steve,
you will be cocounsel on this,

correct?
Uh, yes, I am,

but actually, uh,
actually, my name is Peter.

Sorry.

Thank you, Lisa.
All right.

Uh, let's get going.

Unfortunately,
I don't have...

a lot of time.

I have a trial
in one hour.

You're hearing
a case today?

I'm a judge;
I have a full calendar

this morning
and for the whole week,

and that's why we've got to make
this thing go away today.

You think it's
gonna happen today?

I don't think; I know.

The D.A. is going
to try to use me

for free publicity
in an election year.

And we're not
gonna let that happen.

Now, let's, uh,
go over the facts.

I have been charged
with 30 felony counts

of possession of a controlled
narcotic, being oxycodone.

30 counts? Judge!

Get out.
One felony count
per pill,

Nevada Revised
Statute 453.336.

Ah, well done. A-plus.

Oh.
The good
news is,

they're not my pills.

Well, they were
in your room.

So they're gonna
make a constructive
possession argument.

Which you will easily beat if

you're worth what
I'm paying you. Next.

Well, do you take
any of those pills?

I had drugs in my system
before I arrived.

Well, that's not
what I asked.

Well, that's
what I'm telling you.

I have a lawful
prescription

for a narcotic for
controlling back pain.

L5 S1, herniated disk.

Moving on, Counselor.

All right, what
about the girl?

You're being charged with
engaging in prostitution.

I'm innocent--
I did not pay for sex.

They can't prove otherwise.

Who's the girl?
An acquaintance.

Define "acquaintance."

Immaterial.

It is not immaterial.

I need to know
the history.

She is a talented,
albeit unlicensed, masseuse

who helps me with my back pain.

Rem tene,
verba sequentur.

Stay with the facts.

I am staying
with the facts!

No, you're not--
you're fishing

for irrelevant
personal information.

Aw, for crying out loud!

If I am gonna
run a defense,

I need to know the facts
when I ask them...

Wow, Nick is really
getting worked up today.

Judges do that to him,
especially this one.

I think Judge Hunter might
even be bossier than Nick.

Hard to imagine, huh?

Mm.

We have a walk-in.

I don't want to be

blindsided by the D.A. because
you think you're so smart.

I need all the facts!

Facts. Facts, within
a narrow legal bandwidth, are

all that matter.
I mean, if this

ever went to trial,
you'd put me on the stand,

I'd show you how it's done.

Oh...! I'd never put
you on the stand,

because this is
my damn case!

Temperament, Counselor.
You know, that's always

been his downfall--
he's too emotional.

What is it with you Italians?
Uh, actually,

his mother's Albanian.
Leave my mother
out of this!

Even worse!
There's no room

for southern European passion
in the courtroom.

Did it help Edmund Muskie to cry

in the snows
of New Hampshire in 1972?

Who's crying?
I'm not crying!

Well, you have in my courtroom,
a few times.

I have not!

Nick is always crying in court

because he cares
about his clients.

I have never cried
in the courtroom!

Morelli, you always get
misty-eyed in front of a jury,

and I can't stand that.

Well, if you think I'm
such a lousy attorney...

why do you hire me
in the first place?

Now he needs
a compliment.
Aw, come on!

I hired you 'cause you're
scrappy, you're a fighter.

Leave all that
girly stuff behind.

Ex lege vindica,
ex non animo!

Win on the law,

not on emotion.

All right, gentlemen,
we will take care
of this today.

Get the affidavit
in support of the
search warrant.

I can tell you there
was no probable cause

to enter that motel
room. And, Steve,

I want you to represent
the girl, Lucy Cardell.

I'm gonna pay for it--

not out of altruism,
But I think we
should, you know,

control all angles
on this thing.

Would you go see her
for me, please?

Yeah. Of course.

But my name is...
Ah, Zoey.

Well, tell me when
it's wrapped up, gentlemen.

I'll be in court.

Like how you're running
the case so far, Nick.

Impressive.

Screw you!
I didn't cry in a courtroom!

And you told the waiter
before you ordered...
Yes. I have to.

It's so lame, but I
have a severe reaction

to anything with
dairy in it.

No butter, cheese,

ice cream...
No ice
cream?

I'm sorry, but
that is just not fair.

I know!
It's-it's so... ooh!

But... my windpipe
swells up, and...

I can't breathe.
Oh, wow.

That's got to be scary
trying new restaurants.

That's why I almost never do.

But... this was a date,

and he was really cute.
Okay,

I totally get it;
no need to say any more.

You know what, I'm
gonna jump all over this.

We have your contact
information, right?
Uh, yeah.

I'll be in touch with you.

Thanks so much for coming.
Thank you so much.

Uh, Pete?

Quick question.
Shoot.

Young woman,
allergic to dairy,

repeatedly tells the waiter...
And the mayo or whatever
had dairy in it.

Milk powder
in the rigatoni sauce.

Call up the restaurant,
find out who their lawyer
is, go see them.

Hotels and restaurants
deal with this all the time.

They're gonna offer
a low of four grand,
high of six.

Get anywhere close
to $6,000, take it.

No need to run it by me.

Okay, great. Thanks.

Uh, low of four?
High of six.

Got it. Thanks.

Hi, Lucy.

My name is
Pete Kaczmarek.

My firm's representing
Judge Hunter.

Would it be okay if I
talked to you for a minute?

Kaczmarek, good morning.

What the hell, Nicholson,
you read her rights

before or after
she came out of her coma?

Can't the D.A.'s Office at least
wait until she finds a lawyer?

Actually, she's
already got a lawyer.

Me.

Judge Hunter
told me to tell you:

"Tell that bastard
I'm gonna bring him

and the D.A.'s Office down if
he doesn't drop this right now."

I'm trembling.

All right, well,
let me see the affidavit

in support
of the search warrant.

You had no
probable cause whatsoever

to go into that motel room?

Patience, Morelli--
we're still putting
the discovery together.

You know I can't stand the guy
any more than you can.

Come on, the firearm
is registered.

He forgot to put it
in a lockbox.

All right, so fine him.

Huh? Yeah, yeah,
we may give you that.

And where the hell do you get
prostitution, Robart?

You'll never be able
to prove that!

Well, we have information
that he paid

the young woman cash at a strip
club before going to the hotel.

We're gonna say that's
a prepayment for sex.
Man!

Come on.
Are you kidding me?!

No, I'm not.

You charged prostitution

because you wanted
to grab a headline

and pollute the jury pool.

Now that offends me to the core.

I'm gonna tell you,
this thing goes to trial,

you're gonna drop
the prostitution...

All right, let's say the
prostitution were to go away.

We still have that
tiny, little matter

of the 30 felony
drug counts.

All right, well,
show me the discovery.

'Cause you know
nothing's gonna stick.

Come on, this is
an election year witch hunt.

I'll tell you what
I'm gonna do.

I like you, Morelli.
Not really, but listen,

I'm gonna give you
a taste, all right?

A what?!
Since you're
so eager.

Oh!

We'll be fine.
We'll be fine.

What are you talking about?

The DA has got a video

of you dancing around
a hotel room in your underwear.

Underwear is not illegal.

In fact, it's advisable.
It prevents chafing.

Yeah, it also shows you
popping pills.

One pill. I took one
pill in that motel room.

And you said Lucy Cardell--
she was a masseuse.

Well, the DA found out
you met her in a strip club.

That's not incongruous,
and there's nothing illegal

about a strip club in Vegas.

Ugh!
I know it
doesn't look good,

but I'm a single
senior citizen.

My wife,

God rest her soul--
she's gone now.

We have to work do.

We have new challenges.
Where the hell's Dean?

Did he go to the
hospital and see Lucy?

Pete. Yes, he made it

to the hospital
this morning and saw her.

But she doesn't
need a lawyer.
What?

She's the State's witness.

She helped set up the sting.

Lucy?

Yeah, Lucy.

They pulled her over
for a routine traffic stop,

they saw some pills, and...

I don't know.
Your name came up.

My name?!
How did my name come up?

I don't know.

Typical D.A. b.s.

I haven't gotten
the discovery yet.

Sons of bitches.

They threatened her.

Found out somehow

that she knew me
and concocted a plan

to bring me down.

Homo homini lupus.

Man is a wolf
to man. A wolf.

They used that girl as a pawn,
and that is entrapment.

In fact, that's our defense.

Uh, Your Honor, uh,

the DA is going to milk
that video any way they can.

As your attorney,
I-I recommend

that you consider
taking a plea deal.

Absolutely not.
They compel me

to step down from the bench.
I belong on that bench.

And I'm not
going to reward

the DA for a clear
abuse of power.

Here it is--
Sorrells v. United States.

"When the actions
of government

"officers entice or lure an
otherwise law-abiding person

"to commit a crime,

that shall be considered
entrapment."

You can't find a more
law-abiding citizen

in Nevada than me, Morelli.

Not last night you weren't.

An aberration.

I have no history of such
admittedly regrettable behavior.

No history.
I was enticed, I was lured.

It's entrapment.
It's in the rule.

All right, Judge.

You think this Lucy's
gonna tell them the same thing?

She will guaranteed.

Okay.

Okay? Can we, please?

Will do.

Thanks, guys.

Oh. Lisa.

Bennett Perkins.

How are you?

I'm well, thank you.

Nice to meet you.

Yes. Tell me, how
is Ms. Lee doing?

I trust she's avoiding
milkshakes and whip cream?

Hmm. Well, she was shaken up
by the whole ordeal.
Yeah.

Said it was
a very scary thing,

to feel your windpipes
closing up.
Oh.

But thank God, we think
she's going to be all right.

Well, I'm sure
she will be.
Yeah.

Allergies are more an
annoyance than anything else.

Hmm.

Now, we've gone ahead
and drawn up some papers.

Uh, pa-papers?

Well, we-we haven't had a chance
to discuss a settlement yet, and

we were thinking that...

We're offering $15,000.

$15,000?

We think that's fair.

We're not gonna
go any higher,

and I'm sure you don't
want to go any lower.

Thank you for, um,
putting this offer together.

We will consider it,

and I'm going to take this back
to my boss right now, and...

Actually, uh, no.

We were under
the impression

that we were talking to someone
that had the power of attorney.

This offer comes off
the table if you leave.

I'm sorry.

But we really would
like a decision.

Well... good afternoon then.

Hey.

Hell of a way
to make a living, Tony.

No smoking in the GTO.

What do you got?

Divorce case-- D'Amato,
Fiorita, Samuels.

Those shysters?

Yeah. Wife's in
the red dress.

I take it that's
not the husband.

That's why you make the big
bucks, Nick-- you're smart

like that.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Here we go.

Well, she's
a kisser.

What have you got for me?

Uh, Judge Max Hunter.

Ugh! District court
pain in the ass?

Yeah, that's the one.

I need anything and everything
you can find on him.

I can't tell if he's telling me
the whole truth

and nothing but the truth.

Look, I need to do it
for his sake.

Got a copy
of the arrest report here,

and there's a stripper involved.

Of course there is.

Lucy Cardell.
She works at the Swann's.

I need anything and everything
you can find on her.

You got it, boss.

What's with the cigar?

This is a Mexican cigar.

Well, uh...

Good morning.

When a public official,
a judge,

violates the public trust,

well, the public faith
must be restored.

Now, it is my job as
district attorney to see to it

that that faith and that trust

are rebuilt stronger
than ever before... Morelli!

Mr. Morelli?

Mr. Morelli,
care to comment?

Yes. DA Robart can say

what he'd like
about Judge Hunter, 'cause

he'll be off
the case by tomorrow.

I'm filing a motion

to dismiss the DA's office

based on bias and malice
toward a fine judge.

That's all.
Thank you very much.

A fine judge, my ass.

You'll never win that.
I know.

But 250,000 prospective
jurors just heard

that you are biased
and malicious.

Payback's a bitch.

You are not wearing that
to the arraignment!

Of course I am. I'm a judge,
and I intend on remaining one.

Gentlemen. I have discovery
for you, Morelli.

About time.

The good news--
we're dropping

the prostitution and
the weapon charges.

'Course you are,
you scumbags.

Let's go.

All right, Miss Jones,
I accept your guilty plea

to five counts
of felony theft.

Do you understand by
entering this guilty plea...?

Son of a... Son of a...

I knew it!

Temperament, Counselor!

What is it?

Temperament, my ass!

You said
Lucy wouldn't talk history!

Right here in her witness
report, she says

"I've known Judge Hunter
for eight months,

and we've used drugs
together for four of them."

Let me see that!

Ah, that just did it.

That just torpedoed
our damn defense.

Man, I can't tell if this is the
hummus or the baba ghanoush.

Can we please get a little
more light in here?
- No!

No. No lights,
no phones, no nothing tonight!

I don't want him to know
that we're even here.

Who?
Hunter.

I don't want to see the guy,
I don't want to hear the guy.

I-I need to hear myself think.

Good call. He's been
wrong this whole time.

Yeah, he's been lying
the whole time.

Tony dropped these off.

Old arrest reports

for Lucy Cardell.
All drug-related.

We can use these to attack
her credibility, right?

Say she's lying about the judge
just to get immunity.

Could rip her apart.

Yeah, we could,

but I don't think we do it.

Look, Lucy's had her run-in
with drugs before.

But she never went into a coma
till the night of the sting.

Right? Why?

And why is the judge so

sure that she won't betray him?

You know what?

Maybe these two care
about each other.

And if they do,

I say we take our cues from
the DeLorean and Barry cases.

Wait a second.

I thought DeLorean and Marion
Barry won on entrapment.

Most people do,

but their lawyers never
even mentioned the word.

They just convinced the jury

that the government went too
far, that they were the bullies.

That's right, and they put
their clients in a human light,

gave their actions context.

Come on, Nick. We're talking
about Judge Hunter here.

I mean,

how do you humanize that guy?

It's like trying
to humanize a weed whacker.

I don't know. I thought
he was really nice.

Would you ever consider putting
the judge on the stand?

No. Believe me, he wants to,
but it'd be suicide.

The jury would hate him
more than we hate him.

All comes down to
Lucy, doesn't it?

You know, if she does care
about the judge,

then she was coerced
into turning on him.

She becomes our witness.

Morelli!
Get down!

Get down! Down!

Pete, get down!
Under the table!

This is so stupid.

Zoey, the light,
the light, the light!

What is this, some kind
of an amateur show?

Sons of bitches?

Is it safe?

Yeah, it's safe.

All right.

Let's get back to work.

We've got trial tomorrow.

There.

After the defendant took
possession of the narcotics,

after pocketing them,
what happened next?

The police broke into the room.

That's about all I remember.

You can't remember
because

you were using
those drugs, too?

Yes.

You're a stripper,
is that right, ma'am,

and habitual drug user?

Yes.

And Judge Hunter
is a habitual drug user?

Objection.

Sustained.

How many months have you and
the defendant known each other

and used unprescribed
oxycodone together?

Eight months.

And you met
the judge how?

At work.

At your strip club?

What, the judge'd come
in and spend his lunch

throwing dollars
on the stage?

Objection.
Withdrawn.

One last thing.

Approximately six weeks prior
to the night in question,

were you yourself
arrested for possession?

I was pulled over
for a missing brake light

and they found pills.

After which you agreed
to accept probation

and drug diversion
for your crime

in return for helping the
police arrest this defendant

for his?

Yeah.

Yes.

Thank you,
Ms. Cardell.

Good morning, Lucy.

Is it all right
if I call you Lucy?

Yes.

Lucy, you were pulled over
for a missing brake light

and the officer found pills.

Is that correct?

I had four pills
in a vial on the front seat.

He saw them.

Then what happened-- the officer
put you in handcuffs?

Yes.

He told me I was
in a lot of trouble

and I had to tell him
where I got the pills.

Did Judge Hunter give you
the pills?

No, he didn't.

See, Lucy, that's where I get
a little confused

because I've got the arresting
officer's report right here.

You mention Judge Hunter,

but if he didn't give you
the pills, why?

How did his name
even come up?

I... I thought
if I let them know

he was my friend,
it might help.

I have a seven-year-old
daughter.

So you were scared?
Yes.

And they said they'd let you go
if you agreed to trap him?

Objection.
Let's be a little more precise,
counsel.

Lucy, did the police make you
aware of the consequences

of a conviction
on the charges you were facing?

They said I'd go to prison...

and they'd put my little girl
in foster care.

So you'd lose your daughter
if you didn't help them?

Yes.

That is a hell of a position

for a young woman
to find herself in.

All right, Lucy, according
to the transcripts here,

you and Judge Hunter

entered the
motel at 9:05.

Is that correct?

You removed a vial of pills
from your bag,

you shake one
into the judge's hand.

He takes it,
chases it with whiskey.

You take one out of the vial...

...ingest it with whiskey.

Then, here.

He disappears into the bathroom,

but then something else happens,

something the judge
didn't know about

because he wasn't there
when it happened.

Now, the police must have known

because they were watching
this monitor.

Here, you fill your hand
with pills and take 'em.

Then chase it
with whiskey.

And then again.

You fill your hand...

with pills,

ingest them,

chase with
whiskey.

That's an awful lot
of pills and alcohol

in a short
period of time.

Why?

Why would you do that?

I don't know.

Is it because

you felt like you betrayed
a friend?

Yes.
He's a friend,
isn't he, not just

a guy who comes in and
throws dollars at the stage?

Yes.

He never even watched me dance.

So what would he do--
he'd just talk?

Yes.

We tried to help each other.

How, Lucy, how did you try
to help each other?

Objection!

Counsel, where
is this going?

Your Honor, you want
to have a seat?
No, I want

to know where this line
of questioning is headed.
I beg your-- there is no...

I demand to know the relevance
of this line of questioning.

I will establish the relevance

as soon as you sit
the hell down.

Ah, profanity.
$200.

What?
You want some more?

What?
I will
levy the fines

in this court, Judge.

You put me on
the witness list.
Over my dead body.

I'm the only one who
can straighten this out!

You sit down right now.

I think we could use a break.

What the hell was that?
What the hell was that?

That was me doing your job
because you seem incapable.

Oh, cut the crap, Judge.

If you could have hacked
this before the bench,

you wouldn't be
sitting behind it.

I assure you, sir,
I have forgotten more law

than you learned
in night school.

Is that right?
Guys, come on, come on.

You call that lawyering? You
were just fishing for emotion.

I was trying to give the
jury a picture of you

other than the one
of you dancing around
in your underwear.

I will not have you
asking questions

which could compromise
Lucy's immunity.

I will ask any damn
question I please.

If I compromise her immunity,
I will take her case.

Right now I'm trying to
keep you out of jail.

We are losing big time.

I-I don't care.

I don't want her on the stand
again, and that's final.

I got to use
the washroom.

Son of a...

Damn it.

That good, huh?

You know, Pete, I can write
the close of my life,

but it doesn't mean diddly.

They're just words unless
you get a glimpse of the man.

You got halfway there with Lucy.

Yeah, till he jumped up
like a pompous ass,

acting like he had
something to hide.

I got half
a witness

and half a close.

All right, well,
give it your best shot.

Let me know
if you need any help.

Yeah, thanks.

Pete.

Hey, Lisa, nice suit.

Uh, that was a compliment,
not harassment.

Accepted.

Thank you.
What's going on?

Well, I went to see
Bennett Perkins,

the lawyer repping
the restaurant

where my client had
her food allergy incident.

Mm-hmm.
He offered me $15,000.

15 grand for a food
poisoning case?

Seems a little bit
too high, doesn't it?

Well, there are
dumb lawyers.

Perkins didn't seem dumb;
he seemed eager, too eager.

It just didn't
feel right, Pete.

I turned it down.

Okay, you rolled the
dice, I respect that.

How'd it go?

Well, I just got a hold
of this this morning--

the EMT report
from the ambulance service

that transported Sonya
to the hospital.

Turn the page--
second paragraph.

Whoa, whoa, what
the hell is this?

What happened?

I'm still getting
all the details,

but I don't think Sonya
even knows it happened.

Good luck, Nick.

Oh, thanks, Zoey,
I'm gonna need it.

Hey, Nick.
Hey, hey, hey.

You got anything, you
find anything out?

Man, that judge-- he's
a specter, leaves no prints.

He's a lawyer,
you know,

he knows all the traps.

Thanks for trying.
Look, I'm running late.

Why don't you give
your invoice to Zoey?

I did find something. It's not
about the drugs or the girl.

I have no idea if it'll be
of any use to you.
Try me.

The judge hired
his own private investigator

a few weeks
before his wife's death.

I play poker with the guy,
and he told me

he sat on these photos
for three months

before actually
he showed it to the judge.

Looks like you didn't get
any sleep.

You either, Judge.
Oh, I never do.

You know, Thomas
Jefferson never got

more than two hours
sleep a night,

and yet he had one of the
highest functioning brains

in American leadership.

I didn't know that.

Look it up.

Here.
So what's on your mind, Morelli?

You must have had a good reason
to come over here

instead of going
straight to the courthouse.

Well,

I think we should put
another witness

on the stand
before we rest.

Oh?

I've changed my mind.

I think you should go
on the stand.

Really?

Yeah.

Huh, good call.

You feed me
questions

that allow me to educate
the jury on the law,

and we'll win this
thing together.

You got it, Judge.

You know,
my great-grandfather opened

one of the first silver mines
in this state,

so I know a little bit
about metallurgy.

This is sterling silver,
a very powerful alloy.

That's what a good legal defense
should be--

a cohesion of metals.

You can't have the softness
of the silver

without the strength
of the copper.

You'll be my silver,

Morelli, and I'll
be your copper.

Great, Judge.

Your Honor,
the defense would like

to call Judge Max Hunter
to the stand, please.

Silver.
Copper.

Do you solemnly swear
to tell the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth?

I do.

Good morning, Your Honor.

Good morning.

How long
have you been

a judge, Your Honor?

I have served
the Commonwealth of Nevada

proudly for 17 years.

And you've presided over
trials of defendants facing

similar charges to
those you're facing.

Is that correct?
Yes, I have.

And some of those defendants
were found guilty.

Correct?
Yes.

And some of the defendants
were found not guilty.

Is that correct?
It is.

Why?
I mean, what makes

the difference for a jury,

finding someone
guilty or not guilty?

Well, the jury's
responsibility...

Objection, Your Honor.

As you've already reminded
the defendant, you give

the instructions
in this court.

Sustained.

All right, all right.

Your Honor, should
context matter?

I mean, in your opinion,
should the jury's compassion

and sense of propriety
and decency factor

into their decision
about innocence or guilt?

In my view, no.

The decision of the jury should
be based on facts and the law.

So you wouldn't want

to catch a break if
the jury sympathizes

with you once they've heard
the context

of your actions.
Is that true?

No. That should not factor

into any respective juror's
decision.

Well, I disagree
with you, judge.

I do.

I think context does matter.

That's why we pick
a jury of our peers

instead of 12 men or women

heavily steeped in the law.

Kind of evens the
playing field.

Objection, Your Honor.

I'm sorry. Is there
a question here?

I'm getting there.

Judge, is there
anything of significance

that happened
during the time

you first started
seeing Ms. Cardell?

I'm not going to answer that.

Your Honor, I'm going to
have to ask it again, then.

Objection, Your Honor.
Relevance?

Yes, objection.
Relevance?

Overruled.

The witness will
answer the question.

It is well known that my wife
passed away a year ago.

I'm sorry for your loss, Your
Honor. I'm sure we all are.

It's not to be
considered an excuse

for my behavior.
And counselor...

And was there something
significant

that you learned
about your wife,

after her passing,

and before you met Ms. Cardell,

that affected you in any way?

I'm not going to answer that.
No. Margaret,

strike that question.
Mr. Hunter.

The jury should
ignore this line...

Mr. Hunter,
Mr. Hunter!

You will answer
the question.

And I remind you once more,
that you are in my courtroom.

I-I'm sorry, Bob...

If you'd rather have me

ask the question
more specifically,

I can.

I have photographs.

I found out that
my wife had entered

into an extramarital
relationship

of a romantic nature.

An affair.

I suppose it had been going on
for a few years.

I...

would say,
in the final analysis,

that I probably drove her to it

because I'm not the easiest guy
to be around, 24-7.

I lost someone I dearly loved.

My wife, my-my partner,

and I'm not proud
of how I responded.

But I do not regret

meeting Lucy Cardell
for one second.

She's not a stripper, sir.

She's someone's daughter.

She's a mother.

And she's a fine young woman.

Picture looks a little
different now, doesn't it?

Context.

I think it does matter.

Here's context for you.

The police pull over
a young lady

because she has
a broken brake light,

and find four pills
on her passenger seat.

They give her 40 more pills
for her to take to the judge,

telling her
if she doesn't cooperate,

she goes to prison,

and her little girl
goes into the system.

What if they'd given her
100 pills?

Should the judge
be facing 100 counts?

I don't know.

Is that the kind of power
we want to give our government?

How about the context that the
prosecution's video gave us?

The same young woman they forced

to turn against
a man she deeply cares about.

She takes a handful of pills,

swallows them with whisky.

A handful.

Enough to kill her.

And they just watched
from the next room

while those pills slowly
shut down Lucy's system

for almost 20 minutes.

Till finally the judge
took their pills away from her.

He's the bad guy?

Context.

I think it matters
a hell of a lot.

$15,000?

And you didn't take it?

They're offering
$20,000 now.

And I don't think we
should take that, either.

I don't understand.

I thought you said
the most they'd ever offer

would be $6,000.

There's a lot more at stake

than either of us thought,

including your health.

I'd like to get you
to see a doctor.

My health? A doctor?

No, I'm fine.

I just have to keep
away from dairy.

Sonya, listen to me.

Something went
very, very wrong

when the paramedics
treated you that day.

This is your EMT report.

Your heart stopped.

For 60 seconds.

In Nevada, that's the
definition of being dead.

What?

I-I was dead?

We're going to have
to fight to find out

who's responsible
for this.

Nick!

Bottom line is if you plead
guilty to a lesser charge--

one count possession
of a controlled substance--

they'll agree to probation.

A slap on the wrist.

Not quite.

Also, they also want you
to step down from the bench.

A slap on the ass.

They are running
scared, Judge.

I say we pass,
wait for the jury.

You think you won it, huh?

No, I know I won it.

Know any other reason
they would offer a plea deal

after a closing argument?
Never heard of it.

No, I know.
I saw it in the jury's eyes.

I'm good at that.

Would you believe I'm 79 for 79,

predicting my own
verdicts this year?

You know, I'd believe you, sir.

Hell of a job, Morelli.

You did one hell of a job.

Not bad for silver, huh?

Ah, you're gold, my friend.

But let's take the deal.

What?

You were so effective
at painting me

as a flawed man,
I bought it, myself.

You ever sit up on the bench
when the judge is gone?

Just to try it out?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I mean, not in your courtroom.

It's nice, isn't it?

That high perch,
looking down on everybody.

What surprised me
is how different it is

from the witness's chair.

Just those two feet lower

makes all the difference
in the world.

Ah, judge...

Judge, you have
to think about this.

Sleep on it.

No need.

It's time I got my ass down
from there, Morelli.

With or without the slap.

Okay, judge.

Appreciate you coming by on
a Saturday to help me out.

No problem, judge.

Just put that
there. There.

You got that?

I'm kind of glad

to go without
all the fanfare.

I'll just slip away quietly
like the Baltimore Colts.

You know, originally,
the Baltimore Colts

started in Miami
as the Miami Seahawks.

Really?

Yeah. Yeah. In 1946,
they had one lousy season.

I think they went
three and 11.

And then they left town
in broad daylight.

I did not know that.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Good luck, judge.

You know, Judge,
it's, uh...

It's been really great to get
to know you a little better.

So, you ever pass
through these parts again,

be sure to call us.
I-I'll take you out for a beer.

"Pass through these
parts again"?

Who are you now,
Pa Cartwright?

You're so schmaltzy,
for God's sake.

When are you going
to grow a pair?

What? Uh...
Ah, look.

When Diamond Ben Wilson hired me
right out of ULV Law School

to clean up a hole called
the Wagon Train Casino,

we turned that place around,

flipped it, and made a killing.

"Shtraw" into gold.

Well, Nick, Pete,

that's what I'm going
to do for myself right now.

"Shtraw" into gold.

I'm just going up to Yosemite
for a couple of weeks,

do some fishing,

star gazing.

I'll be back down here.

I'm thinking
of running for D.A.

Really?

Then I'll be seeing
a lot more of you.

And you'll wish you hadn't
saved me from disbarment.

"Next time you're around
these parts, give me a ring"?

Shut up.

"I'll take you
out for a beer"?

I swear to God, I'll punch
you in the face this time.

"Oh, judge, it's been great

getting to know you."
"I-I really..."

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