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Previously on The Practice.

To the world and to the potential jury
pool, you are the man who murdered his

pregnant wife and unborn son. I need you
to start demonstrating the zeal that

comes with defending an innocent man.

Daddy! Hey, baby!

Your client murdered my sister, Miss
Frutt. I won't be cooperating much with

defense. Do you think your mom killed
herself?

I know my dad didn't kill her. He loved
her.

So I think she must have committed
suicide.

Alan, what's up? Something came up at
Crothers.

I left.

Now I'm looking for new employment.

What exactly came up at Crothers, Alan?
I embezzled.

Allegedly. Alan. I'm going through an
enormous character growth. Just the

And I need a break.

This agreement that you had me type up?
Tantamount to insurance fraud.

Is that wrong?

Why are we whispering?

She has a headache.

She? God.

She gets headaches?

And cramps.

Explains a lot, don't you think?

Sheila. Alan.

Sheila.

Alan. I want you to allow me to settle
this case.

No. Sheila.

Alan.

Assuming you do hear God's thoughts,
persuading a jury of that reality will

be difficult for me.

I win my cases.

I had the highest winning percentage of
any litigator in my firm.

They had no right to fire me.

Sometimes we need to forgive those who
trespass against us.

Not.

Are you rolling?

We're on day three of Bradley
Stanfield's double murder trial.

It's not known when the prosecution is
going to rest. Sources say... Damn it!

Cause of death, cyanide poisoning.

And the cyanide entered Mrs. Stanfield's
system how, doctor?

Injection. Traces found in coffee.

Doctor, you're aware that a suicide note
was found.

Ridiculous. I'm sorry?

Cyanide poisoning, violent death.

Nobody commits suicide that way.

Doctor, did the cyanide come in liquid
or solid form?

Powder. Powder.

So one way for it to have gotten into
the coffee would be for somebody to

pour it into her cup. Right, Doctor?

Yes. And another way, somebody could
have put it into the coffee grounds.

that correct, Doctor?

Could happen. So the poison could have
been put into the coffee long before.

Perhaps days before it was bought and
consumed by the victim. Isn't that

Doctor? Could happen.

Doctor, what can you tell me about Molly
Stanfield's personality?

Nothing. Not psychologist.

Well, Doctor, suicide goes very much to
the psychology of the victim. You're up

here trying to rule out suicide, and you
know nothing about Molly Stanfield. You

can't rule out suicide, can you, Doctor?

The cause of action is wrongful
termination under the state's Employment

Practices Act. We already filed with the
MCAD to no avail.

When were you fired?

June. We have a settlement conference
scheduled for 11 o 'clock.

Failing settlement.

Excuse me, could I just stop you for a
second?

Surely. Jimmy, I don't mind you looking
at me. In fact, I'm even flattered. But

would you mind keeping each share to
eight seconds total in duration?

longer than that is just an invasion of
my privacy.

Eight seconds or less, Jimmy.

Okay?

Sure.

Now, if we don't settle, I'd like to
have you second chair of the trial.

Your plain folk style could be an asset.

A lot of jurors today relate to the
phonetically challenged.

Excuse me?

I mean that as a compliment, Jimmy.

You're the everyman.

I'm not a simple person.

I'm very deep.

Yes.

And what I'd be looking for is for you
to go to your depths and say to the

not fair.

Can you do that?

One, two, three.

A drug overdose is one thing, but
cyanide?

Why not? It's quick and violent.

There are headaches, vomiting, possible
suffocation. It's an ugly death.

It's not possible Molly Stanfield wanted
to die ugly? I suppose it's possible,

but as I said, I've never seen it. Also
the note.

When people leave notes, typically it's
to provide explanation or to say

goodbye. Here we have, I do not choose
to live, typed, unsigned.

You think the note was a fake?

Yes.

Scripted by somebody who wanted us to
think it was a suicide.

Sounds like whoever did this was pretty
sloppy.

Certainly unconvincing. Or maybe very
clever.

Maybe the victim made it look like a
phony suicide, hoping the police would

suspect her husband of murder.

I beg your pardon?

This marriage was marked by a lot of
anger, Doctor, if not hatred.

Isn't it possible Molly Stanfield
decided to check out and take her

in the process?

Is that what you think happened?

Or... Somebody else killed her, knowing
the police always look to the spouse.

Can you positively rule that out, that
somebody else killed her?

Let me put it this way.

Who besides my client did you
investigate?

You can't be willing to take the trial.

Oh, but we can. She was terminated for a
disability. That's against the law.

She was terminated for not being able to
fulfill the function of the job. One

such function being client relations.

She claims God talks to her for God's
sake. She claims bald men access her

thought. You seem upset.

I am upset. We're wasting valuable time
here.

How can you be willing to go forward
with this? She will be publicly revealed

a loon, which you are, Sheila. May I
speak off the record?

As recently as five months ago, you, Mr.
Lambert, and my client had rather

vigorous sexual relations. Do you recall
that, Mr. Lambert?

Do you, Sheila?

Vividly. What is this, an extortion
attempt?

Oh, extortion is a very bad thing. I
would never.

However... One of my favorite words,
however.

Don't you like that word?

Love it.

I would have to introduce this carnal
episode as an admission on Mr. Lambert's

part that he considered my client to be
both competent and sane.

How do you figure that?

Well, Mr. Ginsburg, certainly if he had
relations with a person who, to his

mind, lacked capacity to consent to said
relations.

What's the word I'm looking for now?

Heavens? Rape.

In Massachusetts, having sex with the
incompetent, was it heavens?

Rape.

Right.

You're now using the threat of a
criminal trial to advance a civil claim,

Shore. That's grounds for disbarment. I
don't believe I did that.

But why don't you go report me? See how
it all unfolds.

$2 .6 million, gentlemen.

That's your route.

I want to see my niece.

When the meeting's over, they will come
out. I am that child's guardian.

Actually, her father is still the legal
guardian, and it's my understanding you

want him convicted.

If you interfere with our defense, what
you'll be doing is giving him grounds

for a new trial.

I don't think you want that.

Now, please, sit over there and wait
while I check on your niece.

This Shore guy is totally corrupt.

Second, the client is nuts.

She thinks God talks to her. Excuse me?
She also thinks bald men access her

thoughts. And if you stare at her more
than eight seconds, you invade her

privacy. And Shore, he just tried
extorting the lawyer.

He's a crook.

Come on, honey. Christine.

Listen, I know you're not sympathetic to
our case here. You're using a ten -year

-old girl as a trial prop.

How could anyone be sympathetic to that?
If you try to interfere with Emma's

involvement, we will assert our rights
against you.

Come on, honey.

You calling the daughter?

I don't know.

All she has to say is that her mother
seemed sad.

We're thinking about accusing Christine.

Her? The sister?

She has no alibi. They didn't get along.

Basically, we've got nothing else.

I think I can sell it.

Are you out of your mind?

It's called Plan B.

We use it on occasion when Plan A is
sure to fail.

What about Emma's testimony? She'll
support suicide.

None of us feel Emma will help us.

In fact, we think trying to exploit her
further could even hurt.

Well, my testimony... And we don't think
you should testify either. There's too

much to impeach you with.

Right now, your domestic assault isn't
in evidence. If you testify, Bradley, it

comes into play.

What is our defense?

Reasonable doubt.

All we need to show is that it's
possible somebody else did it, including

possibly your sister -in -law.

We know it's desperate. We're not
kidding ourselves, but it's something,

Bradley.

We do not commit blackmail in this firm.

We do not resort to extortion or any
other criminal offenses to settle our

claims. Eugene, I give you my word. I
would never get caught.

I will report you to the bar myself.

Jimmy, I brought you in on this case
because it's a connection between us.

You brought me in because you think I'm
simple.

Simple would be speaking directly with
the person you have issues with, Jimmy.

Going behind my back, that makes you
complicated.

You're no longer invited to play on my
team, Jimmy.

My sister was a devout Catholic.

Suicide is considered against God.

She also was not a woman to indulge in
self -pity.

Nothing kept that woman down, no matter
what the setback.

Could she have privately been unhappy?

No. If anything, she seemed happier
lately.

She was in love.

In love with?

She had a boyfriend.

I didn't approve, but I was at least
hopeful that it would get her out of her

involvement.

With him.

Him? You observed your sister with him?

Yes. It was increasingly more and more
angry to the point that I felt that it

was extremely unhealthy for Emma.

Clearly it turned out to be unhealthy
for Molly as well.

You said she was a devout Catholic.

Are you?

Yes, I am.

Is it possible, knowing how opposed you
were to suicide,

That your sister concealed her plans to
take her life?

This was not a suicide, and I am finding
this repulsive. You seem angry.

I am.

You and your sister often got angry with
each other, didn't you?

We had our differences.

Primarily over the war zone they
subjected Emma to.

Just out of curiosity, where were you
the day your sister died?

I beg your pardon? I don't mean to be
rude, but if my client should be

of this murder... He'd be disqualified
from inheriting, and you'd get more of

your sister's money, wouldn't you?

Are you suggesting I killed my sister? I
am just suggesting that you had keys to

her house, that you knew her coffee
drinking patterns. Did the police ever

investigate you?

No, they did not. A year ago, you tried
to get custody of Emma.

Because you considered your sister to be
an unfit parent. I considered them both

unfit because of the way they fought
continually in front of Emma. You love

very much. Like a daughter, yes, I do.
And if your sister dies and your brother

-in -law gets convicted of this crime,
you would get custody of Emma, wouldn't

you, Christine?

Everything would work out.

You are disgusting.

One dollar?

Yes, Mr. Shore.

That is our offer.

One dollar, and it's final.

We were offended by your little
extortion attempt yesterday, and we're

willing to go to trial on Thursday.

And when we do, it's going to get out
that your client is insane.

Her peers are going to learn that she is
deeply, deeply deluded, and she will

likely be unemployable forever.

So, go ahead, Mr. Shore.

Advise your client to move forward with
this claim.

Counsel her that it is in her best
interest to do so.

And you, why don't you just talk it over
with God?

Let me tell you something.

Mr. Ginsburg, what you've done,
unwittingly or not,

is turn the matter personal.

When a case becomes personal to me, Mr.
Ginsburg, my priorities shift.

My goal becomes not so much to
vindicate, but rather to avenge.

My mission now is to get you.

The meeting is over. You may go.

Blessed are the merciful for they will
be shown mercy.

Blessed are the meek for they will
possess the land.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst
for justice for they will get their

fill.

Rest.

What about my testimony?

We agreed you shouldn't testify. I never
agreed.

You agreed.

If you take the stand, your domestic
assault comes into evidence.

And if I don't go up there, we have no
defense.

Our case is reasonable doubt. It's
burden of proof.

We've already established the
possibility of suicide. We've

possibility of somebody else killing
her.

That's the best we can do here.

No, it isn't. If you take the stand, you
are guaranteed a guilty... You listen

to me.

From my perspective, I've already bought
the guilty verdict.

I do not want to rest.

If you get... I'm talking.

Like you said from the start, everyone
thinks I'm guilty.

I'm the sick bastard who killed his
pregnant wife and unborn child.

Well, people need to hear from me now.

My daughter needs to hear from me.

Then do it behind closed doors. I will
do it in that room.

I have made a life out of being liked,
Eleanor.

Look at my face.

Every job I've got, every woman, it's
because I'm trustworthy.

I'm sympathetic. I make a favorable
impression.

Brad, I agree with Eleanor.

You testifying would not be a good idea.

I will take that stand, and I will make
a favorable impression.

I will tell my story, and they will cry
for me.

You understand me?

We understand you perfectly.

I'm actually really excited about the
trial.

There's no greater rush of adrenaline.

And I'm looking forward to working
together again, you and me too. I

gelled perfectly at that first
settlement conference. You know, our

together. It was kind of like sex.

What do you think about me presenting
the open? There's no better way of

off my skills as a litigator.

Did you get a message just then?

From God?

As a matter of fact, I did.

Why?

I was just wondering.

So what do you think about me opening?

I think it sounds good.

Okay. Listen, I need to meet with your
doctors tomorrow.

Why? To prepare their testimony.

Why would we be calling doctors?

We're basing our claim on disability
law.

So I'll need to present evidence of...
My disability? I have none, Alan.

When I try cases, Sheila, I don't like
surprises.

Therefore, I would like to meet with
your doctors.

Well, I'll give you all the surprises
right now. I have no doctors.

You're not being treated by anybody?

Why should I be?

Because God speaks to me?

That doesn't make me ill.

And it doesn't make me any less of a
lawyer.

I thought I'd have meat.

I'm on the Atkins diet, so I'll bring on
the protein.

In what certainly promises to be the
most dramatic moment of the trial, Brad

Stanfield will sit in the witness chair
and presumably deny that he killed his

pregnant wife, Molly, and their unborn
son, Michael.

You called, Eugene?

Yes.

I wanted to meet our new client.

Ah, Sheila.

Oh.

Sheila Carlisle, Eugene Young.

Why is she hiding behind you?

You're bald, Eugene. You can access her
thoughts.

May I have a word with you, please,
Alan?

Certainly, Sheila.

Are you serious about trying this case?

Quite. The woman thinks God speaks to
her?

She does.

As senior partner, I'm directing you to
either settle or enter your withdrawal.

This firm cannot and will not proceed to
court with that cause of action.

May I respond?

Please.

The client merely thinks you can access
her thoughts because of your baldness,

Eugene. But if I'm not mistaken, you're
not bald. You shave your head, if I may.

Just as I thought.

Nubs. It's all a big misunderstanding.

I'll let her know.

You do not amuse me.

I sense that.

It wasn't a perfect marriage.

I had an affair once.

Turns out she was having one.

But still, you didn't want a divorce.

No. We had a daughter.

For both Molly and me, Emma was
everything.

And, uh... And what, Brad?

And despite our battles...

My love for Molly was as strong as ever.

I resisted the divorce simply because I
couldn't imagine life without her.

That may make me weak, but it's the
truth.

Did you kill your wife, Bradley?

No, I didn't.

She was pregnant with my son.

A son I had dreamed of.

The idea that I could take a life, any
life,

But to accuse me of killing Molly or
Michael?

You heard it mentioned that your sister
-in -law, Christine, might have had both

motive and opportunity. I can't believe
Christine could be capable of this.

She and Molly had battles, and I know
she wanted custody of Emma, but this was

her own sister.

Did Molly have any other enemies?

I mean, obviously...

She had secrets I didn't know about the
affair, but no enemies that I knew of.

Brad, you have to understand why you're
a suspect.

You have a troubled marriage, your wife
wants to leave you, and she's suddenly

found poisoned to death in your home
with no signs of anybody else being

but you.

I would never be capable of taking a
human life.

I could never hurt.

The woman that I love more than life.

You could never hurt her.

A year ago, the police were called to
your house once because you hit her.

Once, during an argument, I lashed out.

I'm ashamed of that.

You're ashamed.

And when the police questioned you after
finding her dead, you didn't tell them

of your affair, did you?

No, I was... Ashamed? Jackson?

The police asked if you and your wife
had any domestic problems.

You answered no.

That was a lie, wasn't it, Mr.
Stanfield? I didn't imagine that I was a

at the time of that question.

I thought my marriage was a private
matter.

I see.

You also told the police that you tried
to revive your wife.

Yes, after I found her, I performed
chest compressions, mouth -to -mouth.

you said you tried to breathe air into
her lungs.

And yet, we found no traces of your
saliva on her mouth. In fact, there was

smudging even of her lipstick, Mr.
Stanfield.

Did you not touch her lips as you
performed mouth to mouth?

I thought I did. You thought you did.

The night before Molly's death,
neighbors heard you and your wife

each other from inside your home.

What was the fight about, Mr. Stanfield?

We... argued a lot in our marriage. I
said so.

That particular argument, she complained
that I worked too much, that I was an

absentee husband.

That's what the fight was about?

Yes. One neighbor, Martin Reed, who was
seated right there, he heard you

screaming at your wife, do you love him?

Did she love who, Mr. Stanfield?

I do not recall saying that.

You stated to the police and testified
again today that you didn't learn of

wife's affair until after her death.

And yet the night before, you were heard
screaming, do you love him?

As I said before, I don't remember
saying that.

I knew nothing about her affair.

Not good.

How bad? All six voted guilty.

Unequivocally.

What are you talking about?

I hired a focus group to monitor the
trial.

They found your testimony unconvincing
and unanimously rejected it.

All right.

Look, I would like to explore murder,
too.

Absolutely not.

Brad. That is a life sentence, Eleanor.
With the possibility of parole.

I don't know what to tell you. We are
going to lose here. We are dead.

Daddy, let me tell. Emma, please be
quiet.

Daddy, you said you... Emma?

Tell what?

Nothing.

Could I have a moment alone with my
daughter, please?

Hey. Hey.

I'm working on my opening. Do you want
to hear it?

In a second.

I need you to listen to me, Sheila.
Yeah.

The reason I so readily took this case
aside from my tremendous affection for

you is because I know your eccentricity
is notwithstanding. You've always been a

fierce and brilliant litigator.

And I have never, ever known you.

to be off on the law.

But I'm concerned, Sheila.

Because now, you are off on the law.

How so?

The basis of our claim lies in
employment discrimination.

Massachusetts General Laws, Chapter 151.
You drafted the complaint, Sheila.

We must, as a matter of law, Make a
showing that you're handicapped within

meaning of the statute.

We will need a doctor to testify that
you have a mental illness because you

And if we cannot make a showing that
you're mentally ill, we cannot win this

lawsuit.

What are your thoughts?

Talk to me.

Please don't abandon me, Helen.

I won't.

I was initially diagnosed with
schizophrenia.

I had excellent premorbid functioning.

I was later re -diagnosed with a non
-bizarre delusional disorder.

Delusional and not schizophrenic because
the voices were within my head and not

from external sources.

I was treated with antipsychotic
medication. The voices remitted.

I went off the medication and she came
back.

There you have it.

I'll make the doctors available to you.

Though I haven't been treated in over
two months.

I'll let you get back to your opening.

Alan.

I need you to win this case for me.

Can you win it for me, please?

Done.

We know you love your dad very much.

And he loves you.

We're his lawyers.

All of his secrets are safe with us.

Are you the person who poisoned your
mother?

I told you I don't really want to talk
about it right now.

Emma, I don't think you really want your
dad to live the rest of his life in

prison. There may be a way for us to
help him and to protect you at the same

time. But we need to know the truth,
Emma.

Did you poison your mother?

Can you tell us why?

She was ruining everything.

She lied to protect me.

I don't think so.

Where is she?

She's with Tara.

Listen. I killed...

Molly.

All right?

Look, Emma's just trying to protect me.
Leave it at that.

Oh, so now you're suddenly saying that
you did it?

You've been protecting your daughter.

This doesn't help her. She's ten.

She'll be destroyed. She'll most
definitely be destroyed if she's locked

That doesn't have to happen.

There's probably an insanity defense.
She's ten.

Plus, for God's sake, if she's ever to
have any chance of psychological or

emotional health, she's going to need
you on the outside.

You accepting guilt for her crime.
Accept guilt because I'm at fault,

She was raised in an environment of
hatred.

Her mom and I fought.

Emma.

Whatever caused her to do this, I
absolutely accept fault.

Let us try to work this out.

Just make the deal on murder, too. I'll
take it.

We're not allowed to do that.

As Emma's legal guardian, I am directing
you to hire independent counsel for

her.

That you have to do.

She's a gifted attorney, and I mean
gifted.

She has the highest winning percentage
of all our litigators.

But God speaks to her.

She claims bald men access her thoughts
as much as

we adore Sheila Carlisle, and we do.

She's ill.

And her delusions simply shake client
confidence in our firm.

Now, you'll hear lots of evidence during
this trial from many people documenting

her illness. And you'll understand our
position.

But you'll truly come to appreciate it,
I'm afraid, once you hear from

Sheila.

Imagine being considered insane for
endeavoring to communicate with God.

I've been so ostracized by my firm these
days.

God was the only one who talked to me.

You talk to her, Margaret, every night.

And though you think she's a he, that's
okay.

And Ward, I know you don't believe in
her, but when your wife survived cancer,

you were heard to mutter, thank.

God.

What is going on here?

I'm giving my opening remarks, and I'd
appreciate being allowed to finish.

And this?

It's fraud.

Objection? Agnostic, Mitchell.

Shame. Ms.

Carlisle. Chambers.

Now.

Just as well.

Shirley has to pee.

Obviously, she managed to find personal
data on the jurors. This is unethical.

Where did you get this information,
counsel?

God. I'm not fooling around, Ms.

Carlisle. If you have access to the
clerk's office, if you gained access to

file... This is probably why she relates
so well to juries. She gets inside

information, which... You're absolutely
right, Albert.

If you'd like a mistrial, fine.

We can do this over and over again.

My source will always be there. All
right.

Regardless of where you get your
information, it is improper for you to

personal contact with jurors. I haven't.
Yes, you have. The fact that you had it

in open court doesn't change things.

This is a mistrial. She told me that
you'd do that, but I wouldn't listen.

Mr. Ginsberg, given you don't know her
source,

and that she might be more subtle the
next go -around, I seriously suggest you

think about settling this.

Your wife would be happy.

You could take that trip to Mexico.

They're in a rut.

The cyanide came from her mother's photo
lab.

Evidently, it's used in developing
pictures. It explains the simple suicide

written by a ten -year -old.

I need to talk to her. I can't allow
that. Look, you're going to have to help

out a little here, otherwise... It's
fine to help the girl, not you.

Trust me, she's not talking. And if I
were to subpoena her?

She'll plead the fifth.

Unless, of course, you'd like to grant
total immunity.

Well, if I can't speak to her, I have no
new evidence, and therefore...

Actually, you do.

Jamie and I are witnesses, as is Tara
Wilson, our assistant.

We heard the girl confess.

And I'm to take your word.

You represent the guy. No, actually, we
would have to recuse ourselves now

because we've become witnesses.

Look, I pull a lot of stunts. And this
trial alone, pointing the finger at the

sister, it was a tactic, a part of the
game.

But as an officer of the court, I am
here before you now, as is Jamie,

you this was not a stunt.

Thank you for coming in.

I understand you've had opportunity to
talk to your niece.

Miss Pepper, I need you to be a friend
of the court. Hold on a second. Miss

Singleton, you represent the girl, not
the aunt.

This is improper, Your Honor. Well,
that's my call, not yours, and I'll

you to be quiet.

Miss Shepard, none of us...

Once the wrong person convicted here,
did your niece indicate to you that she

poisoned your sister?

I asked you a question I would like you
to... I am not going to incriminate my

niece.

But I'll say... It

appears Mr. Stanfield did not commit the
crime.

Members of the jury, new information has
come to light.

As a result of this new information, the
district attorney feels he is duty

-bound to withdraw the complaint.

The charges against Bradley Stanfield
are therefore dismissed.

The defendant is free to go.

The minor, Emma Stanfield, will be taken
into custody, and we are adjourned.

Try and be brave, sweetheart.

They're not taking you back.

What? They can't be forced to employ
you, Sheila. You know that.

Well, then let's not settle.

Five is not enough.

You don't need them.

Being alone is not good for me, Alan.

I need voices on the outside to balance.

Being alone is not good for me. Let's
not settle.

Nobody's going to hire you.

Except maybe me.

You?

Here? Why not?

Do you even have the authority to hire
people? No.

I'll figure it out.

You're a good friend, Alan.

How did you learn the identities and
backgrounds of all those jurors?

You got a second?

Sure. Emma's lawyer.

Is she qualified?

Well, she was assigned by the courts.
Her reputation is good. Can you take

I suppose, but... Good.

I want to move quickly.

I don't want her to be locked up.

She's going to be locked up.

She committed murder.

There's... Actually, she didn't, Jamie.
She just said she did.

All right, look.

I'm embarrassed to say I haven't been...

truthful with you.

I killed Molly.

I maintained otherwise for obvious
reasons. I didn't want to spend my life

jail. As the case went south, Emma and I
devised a backup plan, a plan B of our

own, I guess you'd call it.

It involved manipulating you, getting
you to think that she did it in the hope

that maybe you'd find a way to write an
apparent travesty of justice, which you

did. And I'm grateful.

Now we need to help her.

Assuming double jeopardy will prevent me
from being retried, one strategy might

be for me to come forward now and admit
my guilt. Is that right?

Do I assume correctly, Eleanor?

You killed your wife?

Yes. And I'm not proud of using my
daughter to secure my freedom.

Actually, you two gave me that idea.

Anyway, the mission now is to fix things
and get her out. So we all need to get

on board.

Again, I totally apologize for
manipulating you. I thought that was the

way.

When can we proceed?

Brad, you're going to have to give us a
little time to absorb all of this.

But let's not waste any time, okay?

An innocent 10 -year -old girl is in
jail.

We need to help her.

Whatever we choose to do, by the way, it
cannot involve me going to jail.

That is not an option.

Okay.

Thank you.

I think I could be sick.

We need to figure out a way to take him
down.

How?

There's double jeopardy.

Privilege. Jamie, he just used us as
puppets to defraud the court.

We need to take him down.

Next on The Practice.

Certainly you don't plan to allow your
daughter to stay locked up. Let's see

Emma's trial goes. She probably has a
legitimate temporary insanity defense.

I don't think that's going to work.

I got myself off.

Now I'll get Emma off.

Did you hire her? I've got to keep this
woman close to me until I can persuade

her to get back on her medication.

So she works here?

Temporarily. She will not draw a salary.
And most importantly, we are not to

give her clients ever.

Sheila, it's important at the beginning
for you to keep a low profile here. Just

give me a case to work on.

I don't like to be alone with my
thoughts.