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- What are you doing?
- Breaking into your cabinet.

You?

Do you understand love, Charlie?

No.

As long as you're down there...

Ooh, perfect.

I was giving this speech over at the
law association around the corner.

Allison B. Newhart was there.
- Who?

This girl from high school.

I spent two summers
infatuated with Allison B. Newhart.

We did "the crucible" together.

- I was going to marry her.
- And?

And what?

Well, how did she look?

Not good.

She's had four kids and...

you know,
women have it harder than men.

- What are you looking for?
- A recorder, this size.

Do you know anyone who drives
a green convertible with a tan top?

No.

There I was
with this mother of four

who I normally wouldn't spend
five minutes with.

Charlie, I am surrounded by the
most gorgeous, drop-dead beauties.

- What, are you setting the scene?
- Wait for it.

And all I want to do is spend time
with Allison B. Newhart.

Charlie, what's that about, huh?

It's called first love.

The golden time of first love.

Someone just left it here.

The celtics...

Talk about
not being torn up about it.

Hey, it's their own fault.

I'm not talking about...

I'm talking about...

Celtics 34, Hornets 29!

As long as it ain't about you, right?

You should be the one
doing 30 to life, not them.

Well, let's say I come forward.
Then what?

Then you become
a martyr for the cause.

I'm not turning myself in...

Pen, pen, pen.

Not for Barstow. Anna's
as much to blame as me.

What do you want?
Do the right thing.

I've got to go.

What the hell was that?

It sounded like a confession.

I'm not turning myself in,
not for Barstow.

Anna's
as much to blame as me.

What do you want?
Do the right thing.

I've got to go.

Anna. Barstow. 30 to life.

Okay, so you get this anonymous
tape in the middle of the night,

and you don't know
who sent it or who's on it.

Or who's being talked about.

But you want us to investigate?

- Right. Start with "30 years to life."
- And them.

We're talking about
more than one person.

You'd be the one doing
30 years to life, not them.

There you go. Check cases
with multiple defendants.

Okay, I'm sorry, Conti,

but why does this
just seem like busywork?

'Cause it will keep you busy.

But the hit and run--
that's still the main case, right?

What is this?
- It's a mystery, Jon.

Maybe it's nothing.
Maybe it's a joke.

But maybe it's someone
confessing to a crime

someone else was convicted for,

and last time I checked,
that's our business.

So usually we need
to hunt down the guilty,

but this time we need
to hunt down the wrongly convicted.

You put it that way,
it almost sounds like fun.

So we know the hit-and-run was
on the corner of fourth and flower.

So get the traffic tapes
from that intersection

from the night august 5th, 1995.
Who wants that? Good.

- Having fun yet?
- Oh, yeah.

I'm sorting through 3,000 cases
of women serving 30 years to life,

and believe it or not,
none of them are named Anna.

Well, I'm looking for
multiple defendants in Barstow.

- Okay, let's go.
- Conti!

Now, mr. Swain, a deal of this nature
is in the best interest of our institution

Charlie.

I found an old program. Allison
B. Newhart, junior year. Look.

That was a long time ago.

So we're striking out on the tape.

No Annas involved in multiple
defendant cases. Nothing in Barstow.

- Do you think it's a prank?
- Maybe.

Someone sends us a tape,
watches us chase our tails.

Very funny.

Yeah. It could be this guy Rocca,
the attorney general's lackey.

He's heading up a task force to
screw with us. I wouldn't put it past him.

So you want us to drop it?

Yeah, move on.

Okay.

...are of paramount importance.

Now, mr. Swain, now what Jack
is saying is absolutely correct,

and I think it's in all of our interests,

we need to protect the bottom line.

What are your thoughts,
mr. Swain?

Mr. Swain?

Mr. Swain?

I think we lost him.

Charlie!

It's not Anna, a woman's name.

It's ana--A.N.A.--
Armed nature's alliance.

What?

It's a radical leftist group
back in the '90s.

They were america's number one
terrorist organization before 9/11.

"A.N.A.'S as much
to blame as me." Okay.

Right. They blew up
some radio towers.

They burned down
some developments in forest land.

Look at this.

"Two arrested for death of valet
at stockholder's meet."

May 12th, 1998, 10:30 P.M.

Jake Fisk and Neena Eponi.

Crime scene was San Jose...

Barstow street.

# Wild thing #

# Wild thing, I think I love you. #

# But I want to know for sure #

- Baby, I can't see right now.
- Oh, you don't need to see.

I love you.

# I love you #

# Wild thing #

I love you, baby.

# You make my heart sing #

# you make everything groovy #

# Wild thing #

# come on, come on,
wild thing #

Ready?

- Yeah. Here we go.
- Let's go.

# Shake it, shake it, wild thing #

Go, go!

- How long?
- Almost there.

Who's the guy walking up
to the thing right now?

It's okay. Don't worry.

No, stay back.

But we can't let
the guy walk over there!

Jake!

...Not for Barstow.

A.N.A. is as much to blame as me.

We have a confession.

And two clients
who don't know they're clients yet.

...Not for Barstow.

A.N.A.
is as much to blame as me.

What do you want?
Do the right thing.

I've got to go.

- Wow...
- Yeah.

Do you have any idea
who that might be, Jake?

No, sorry.

So I'm trying to figure this out.
You're offering to represent me...

... for free?
- Yes.

I don't mean to be ungrateful, but can
you do the same thing for Neena ?

- We're meeting with her, too.
- Have you seen her?

- Not yet.
- But you're going to see her?

- Two of our colleagues are.
- When?

Right now, Jake.

Sorry, it's just...

I haven't seen her in a while.
- How long?

Eight years.

July 30th, 1998.

After we were sentenced,
we passed in the hall.

She smiled and scratched
her nose. I remember that.

Sometimes I wonder whether I have
everything else right, you know?

Like it's falling apart in my mind,
like maybe I'm making her up.

What did Jake say?

Well, we haven't seen him yet.
My partner's meeting with him.

We're co-conspirators,

so we're not allowed
to send pictures to each other,

and all our letters
come back censored,

so you really don't know
what gets through, you know?

Can you tell him
I'm fine, when you see him?

Sure.

About your alibi, Neena,

now you said that
you and Jake were together?

Yeah.

Um... in Santa Cruz,
lighthouse point.

- Jake was teaching me to surf.
- At night?

Yeah. I surfed until 6,
and he surfed till 10.

- And no one saw you?
- No, the lawyer tried to find someone,

but it was cold that night,
and no one was surfing.

What time did you head back?

To Franco street, the co-op, midnight.

And that's where you lived
with the other A.N.A. people, right?

No, none of us were A.N.A.
We weren't violent.

I mean, we just shared food, rent.

We would sit in trees
to keep them from cutting 'em down.

Why did the prosecution witness
say, um...

a Serenity Owens testified
that you were ecoterrorists.

- She lied.
- Do you know why?

No idea.
We couldn't even believe it.

She said she saw you and Neena loading explosives into the van that night.

- We were loading surfboards!
- That's kind of hard to confuse..

surfboards and epoxy resin.
- Yeah, I know.

Well, do you have any idea
why she'd do that?

None. I mean, we didn't have
any problems with Serenity.

Jake Fisk and Neena Eponi
serving 30 years to life

in a federal penitentiary
for an act of terrorism.

Evidence against them?
- The bloodhound.

The feds scented the dog
from a ripped t-shirt

that was used as a wake.

And the dog supposedly picked up
Jake's scent at a supermarket

and tracked it back to the co-op.

And the feds got a warrant
to search the co-op,

and that's where they found
the epoxy resin,

the accelerant used
in the molotov cocktails.

Neena said she used it
in her sculptures,

but Jake bought two cans on his
credit card two days before the incident.

You know what I don't get?

Why did the feds suspect
the co-op to begin with?

The bloodhound.

No actually they focused on the co-op

and then used the bloodhound
to get to Jake and Neena.

So why the Franco street co-op at all?
- Right.

It wasn't an A.N.A. stronghold,

and there were other A.N.A. cells
much closed to the crime.

Yeah, well, the federal discovery
doesn't help much.

Blink and you'll miss it.
- They might have been profiled.

I'm going to put in a freedom of information act request on Jake and Neena.

If the feds were surveilling them,
we might find something there.

There's also the roommate.

- Solemnity.
- Serenity!

She testified that
she saw Jake and Neena

putting the epoxy resin
in the van at 9:00 that night.

Okay, so, Jon and Brianna, you
get Serenity, find out why she lied.

Now our mysterious caller says,
"A.N.A.'s as much to blame as me."

So our working theory here is
we're looking for an A.N.A. member.

Sonya, I want you
to look into A.N.A. itself.

Who were its members? Who
attended meetings in the '90s,

and who signed its manifestos?
Okay, let's hit it.

Where are you going?

I'm going to go pay a visit to the U.S.
attorney who prosecuted Jake and Neena.

- Do you know him?
- Her.

I'm not agreeing to a Continuance
on the toxic waste case, Swain.

You've had three years.
- I'm not asking for a Continuance.

- You're not?
- No.

And I'll agree to any date you want.
I just need a favor.

Come on, it's not a big thing.
Jake Fisk and Neena Eponi.

- Who?
- Two lover-terrorists.

You prosecuted them in 1998.

I'm trying to figure out
how you got to them.

Did you profile them with a wiretap?

No?

Well, you got nothing
to worry about.

Do you mind expediting a freedom
of information act request for me?

- What's your interest?
- My interest?

Our interest is we think
they were wrongly convicted.

You don't agree to my date on toxic
waste unless there's something more.

Well, what more could there be?
- I don't know.

I stopped figuring you out years ago.

We believe the face
is a reflection of the soul,

so we offer 4-layer seaweed facials.

How did you hear about us,
mr. and mrs. Lemonick?

Yeah, how did we hear
about them, dear?

Uh, I believe it was
our marriage counselor.

Yeah, um, that's right.

We've been having
some issues with honesty.

Are you interested
in our intimacy seminars?

- Yes!
- No.

We're starting in an hour,
clothing optional.

Great.

You know, actually, Serenity, we
are from the national justice project.

You testified against Jake Fisk
and Neena Eponi in 1998.

Yeah.

We received a tape a few days ago...
someone confessing to the crime.

Who?

We don't know. We were
hoping that you could tell us.

You were hoping
I could tell you what,

that someone else
commited the crime?

No, we were hoping you could
tell us who's on the tape.

Look, Jake and Neena
are exactly where they belong.

If you have someone else
who confessed, then they're lying.

Okay, Serenity, look,
we looked into your background.

Your real name is Rita,

and you have a couple counts
against you for shoplifting.

Oh, my god. You found me out.

Have a nice day.

She scares me.

The armed nature's alliance
is made up of secret cells,

so there's no published
list of memberships,

but I was able to compile this.

It's names of people that signed
a pro-A.N.A. manifesto in 1999

and anyone who mentioned A.N.A. in
a public statement in the last 10 years.

Yeah, there's over 600 names there.

Well, let's try winnowing it down
to people in California.

That is California.

I was thinking maybe
I could do northern California.

No, Bandit!
I'm sorry about that.

He's a sucker for pretty girls.

- Ah, ms. Colt. Charles Conti.
- Nice to meet you. This is Bandit.

Hi, Bandit. Thanks for coming in.

We have a bloodhound I.D. in
our case, and we were wondering...

- If it's reliable.
- Right.

Well, not to sound partial,
mr. Conti,

but when there is a screwup
in a bloodhound I.D.,

it's usually the handler's fault.
- How do you...

- Is this your jacket here?
- Yeah.

Do you mind if I, uh...

Great.
Ooh, come on, Bandit.

- No, it's...
- Here boy.

Scent it up. Good, good.

Now if you wouldn't mind just standing
over there, young lady, next to that man?

Next to that man.

Okay.

What is this, show-and-tell?

Um, a doggy lineup.

Find, boy, find.

Oh, hey.

Thank you!

But now,
he went to the wrong person.

Well, here's the thing.
Bandit I.D.ed this nice man...

- David Swain.
- Because I wanted him to.

Dogs are alert to subtle energy
in their handlers,

so the slightest bit
of body movement...

Could intentionally
get the dog to I.D. someone.

Or unintentionally.

So a handler should never know
who the suspect is.

If the handler
knew the suspect was Jake,

If the feds told him...

Then it's a bad I.D.

Thanks for your help.

- Conti.
- Yeah?

The freedom of information
materials is on A.N.A.

I've got to send Meyers
a thank-you note.

Looks like we've got
something to work with here.

Good.

- What's the problem?
- Look.

Looks like somebody got crazy
with a magic marker.

Is it just me,

or does it seem like the deeper
we dig, the less we find?

I think the feds
are just screwing with us.

I mean,
they're redacting adjectives.

Yeah, I got nothing here.

I got "blank blank
went to the blank blank blank."

- He loves this stuff.
- He's a freak.

All right, so let's see.

How about this one?

Uh, "1:33 A.M.

"Blank blank
entered blank blank's van.

"2:11 A.M.

"Blank blank left...
blank blank's... van."

What's, uh... what's going on?

All right, wait a minute.

This is the same name.
See, look at this.

You've got a short first name.
You've got a long last name.

- So?
- Well, it's everywhere.

All over this fed investigation
is the same name, Conti.

Okay, but you don't know that.

Because that could be--
- Hang on.

Count the letters.

Okay, four letters
in the first name.

Seven, eight, nine...
ten letters in the last name.

- Wait, what will that do?
- Get your list of A.N.A. members.

Okay, we need to find

anyone with a 4-letter first name
and a 10-letter last name.

I've never heard of this one
or this one or...

Familiar?

Yeah, this guy might be Sandman.

Clay Sandzimier?

Yeah, I think we met him at burning
man. Neena talked about him.

He came by the co-op once
or twice, but I wasn't there.

Neena can probably tell you more.
- Thanks, Jake.

- I'll phone Swain.
- Okay.

Did you see her?

Neena ? Yeah.

She actually gave me
a message for you.

38-17-6-4.

Do you mind
if I ask you what it means?

Well, I probably shouldn't say.
It's kind of dirty.

The guards used
to read our letters,

so we started
writing them in code.

I love her.

Jake thinks you know this man...
Clay Sandzimier.

"Sandman."

Yeah, yeah, Sandman.

I didn't know him.

He was just this singer
from burning man.

Some people from
the co-op invited him down.

- To stay at the co-op?
- People were always

sleeping on the floor,
leaving the next day, you know.

Neena , do you think this Clay
Sandzimier is the man on the tape,

the man confessing?

I don't know.

But you can check his cd.

Yeah, he was trying
to sell them at burning man.

And he was so bad,
he couldn't give 'em away.

Thank you.

# I spent my days talking to trees... #

Oh, my god. David, that is
the worst thing I've ever heard.

Well, that's the next Dylan.

I need you to find out if it's
the same voice on this tape.

Look, as fun as this is to do
every few months, I do have a job.

I know, and you know how much
I appreciate everything you do for me.

# I spent my days talking to trees... #

When we were seeing
each other, did you...

did you think
that I was incapable of love?

What?

Why do men always want to have
the conversation with me?

What conversation?

The I'm-getting-older-
will-I- ever-find-love conversation.

I didn't know...
Can you turn that off?

I didn't know it was a conversation.

Well, it is, and you were.

- "Were"? What?
- Incapable of love.

Oh. Well, that's sad, isn't it?

And yet I-I don't feel sad.

That's 'cause you like yourself.
You don't need anybody else.

So you want to know if that voice
is the same as that voice.

Yep, your next Bob Dylan.

So we have a match.

The man on the tape confessing--

his name is Clay Sandzimier,
but that's all we know.

We find Clay Sandzimier,
we free Jake and Neena.

So how do we find him?

We've gone through the feds'
files on Jake and Neena,

and we think Clay's redacted
name appears almost 30 times.

Yeah, which is odd,

because Neena said
she only met him once or twice.

And Jake never met him.

One possible theory is that
the feds were following Sandzimier

because of the car bombings,

then switched to Jake and Neena
because of Serenity's account.

So we need to find out everything
we can about this Sandzimier guy.

Sonya.

Right, the cd. I can see
if there's a more recent picture.

Good.

Jon, there are a dozen names
in the recording credits.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.
- What?

- We've seen this guy before.
- Where?

Pamphlet.

Oh, my god. You kept that thing?

As evidence. That's all.

And look who he's with.

I'm not turning myself in,
not for Barstow.

I've got to go.

So we know it's Clay Sandzimier.

We know that he visited
Franco street co-op,

which means he had access
to Neena's epoxy resin.

And we know that this is
him with you in this picture.

- And we know...if I may, Charlie?
- Please.

And we know that
if you were worried about Clay

getting nailed for the car bombings,

your best bet was to throw
suspicion onto Jake and Neena.

You know all that, and you forgot
the most important thing.

If I perjured myself back then,
why would I reverse myself now?

Because you'd really like to help
two wrongly convicted people.

And the statute of limitations
for perjury has expired.

So...if I change my testimony now,
they can't do anything to me?

Nope.

"Nope," they can or "nope,"
they can't?

Nope, they
can't do anything to you.

Okay.

That's it?
You'll change your testimony?

Yeah.

- And you'll tell us where Clay is?
- Yep.

Well, where is he?

In Munich, Germany...buried.

He died two years ago.

Not for Barstow.
A.N.A. is as much to blame as me.

- Where'd you get it?
- Doesn't matter.

That's Clay Sandzimier confessing.

A man you said was killed
by his own homemade bomb

at a W.T.O. conference in Munich.

Right. That doesn't change
the fact that he confessed.

And yet it does.
I can't cross-examine a corpse.

What is this?

Serenity Owens
admitting she lied at trial.

Notice--
she said she made up the story

that Jake and Neena transferred
the epoxy resin that night

so that Clay, her lover,
wouldn't go to jail.

And you think
this is enough for a habeas?

That and an expert who will testify
that the bloodhound evidence is--

pardon the expression
-- dog crap.

I'm filing the habeas.
I'm asking you not to oppose it.

Swain, even if I were
to accept what you're saying,

this isn't enough to spring Neena.

You've undercut the bloodhound.
That only helps Jake.

And notice--Serenity says
she still saw Neena

putting the epoxy resin in the van.

Earlier in the day
and to take it to her studio.

Serenity is a double-edged sword.
She only helps Jake, hurts Neena.

Clay confessed.

Yes, but I can say that Neena
and Clay were in it together.

I'm sorry, David,
but this is a mixed bag.

Wait, wait.

You'll oppose Neena,
but you won't oppose Jake?

Maybe.

So we've managed to undercut
the bloodhound evidence

and Serenity's testimony.

That's great.

- So...
- It's evidence against Jake.

It might be enough
to get him out, but...

Not me.

Serenity still says she saw you
putting the epoxy resin in the van.

We're looking into Clay's past and
this woman on the tape, you know?

I mean, if we can find her,
we still might stand a chance.

It's an unlikely chance.

You said the evidence
might be enough to get Jake out.

Yeah, there are two problems--
your joint alibi and the epoxy resin.

Jake bought it,
so he's a co-conspirator.

What if I confess?

Neena, I can't tell you what to do.

And as your attorney,

I cannot knowingly allow you
to perjure yourself.

- David...
- However...

However, I can lay out the facts.
If you confess, it would help Jake.

However,

there's a very good chance you'd
spend the rest of your life in prison.

You understand?

Yeah.

What do you want me to do, Charlie?

- We're getting one of them out.
- And damning the other.

I'm not God. We get Jake out, they'll
be able to see each other again.

Charlie, after eight years,
they'll be able to see each other.

- Give us time.
- We don't have that option.

Meyers will only make the deal now,

but she's got
to take something to her boss.

Mr. Swain!

David...

I did it.

I did it alone.

Neena, don't do this!

The woman on that tape could
still give us something on Clay.

He's dead.
You said it yourself. He's dead.

Neena , what happened
with the epoxy resin, hmm?

How did Jake come to buy that?

Did you, in fact, buy it using
his credit card, signing his name?

Yeah, that's what happened.

Door!

Why didn't you tell
your defense attorney about this?

I didn't remember?

Because it would have hurt
the defense either way?

Yeah, that's right.

How could you let her do this?!

This was her decision.

But it's a lie, man!
She was with me!

We can't get her out.

- If Neena's staying in, I'm staying in!
- What good is that gonna do you or her?

You don't get it. I don't want to be
on the outside without her.

I don't even know what I'd do
on the outside without her!

Jake, you'll be able to see her.

She wants to do this for you.

All right?

Let her do it.

This is where you see her?

Yeah.

God, I knew I'd be nervous but...

# For you #

# there'll be no more cryin' #

# for you #

# the sun will be shinin' #

# and I feel that when I'm with you #

# it's all right #

# I know it's right #

- You shouldn't have done this.
- This is worth it...

just for this minute.

#...to you #

# I'll never be cold #

# 'cause I feel that when I'm with you #

# it's all right #

# I know it's right #

- Hey.
- Hey.

I cleaned up your tape.

Oh, thank you.

There's not much on it,
just some background noise.

Yeah?

Hey, Sondra.

I've been thinking about
these two people, you know?

Separated by glass,
and they're still in love.

And they can never touch.

Do you think that love
is preferable to no love?

- Of course.
- Why?

Because yearning
is better than not yearning.

- You really think that's true?
- I really think that's true.

It'd be like a half an hour.

No, that's the thing.

- They were nowhere near...
- ...after I left.

- The words still aren't very clear.
- It's ghosting...

one cell phone
call leaking into another,

and I can't clear those up.
- Right.

Celtics 34, hornets 29.
From Oklahoma City...

Hold on.

- Did you hear that, too?
- Yeah.

Hey, can you play that part again?

- What?
- That last part.

All right.

- Come on, we always said it...
- Celtics 34, Hornets 29.

From Oklahoma City...
- That game.

That's Celtics and Hornets
in Oklahoma City.

The Hornets moved to Oklahoma City from New Orleans after Katrina.

And if Clay died two years ago...

What's he doing listening
to a game played post-Katrina?

Exactly. Charlie, he's not dead!

Tracy!

Clay Sandzimier's alive.

Praise God. What does
that have to do with me?

He faked his own death to avoid
taxes, the police, whatever.

I need you to reopen the investigation into these car bombings.

Come on, Swain.
I'm not into career suicide.

You got one out.
Smile, be happy and call it a day.

You have an ethical obligation--

I don't have an ethical anything,
and neither do you.

We are laborers in the fields of law,

so let's leave the ideals out, please.

Nice car, Tracy.
Funny thing is,

it's the same car driven by the person
who gave us the tape.

We still leaving ideals out of it?

Follow me.

It was a wiretap.

- On Clay Sandzimier?
- No, the woman he was talking to.

I can't tell you why,
and if it makes you feel any better,

I don't even know why. N.S.

- National Security.
- Everything is N.S. these days.

Anyway, I got the transcripts.
I saw what Clay said.

I pulled the tape,
and I made a recording.

Were you feeling guilty because
you prosecuted Jake and Neena?

Please, Swain, don't psychoanalyze
me. I pay people for that.

I knew we wouldn't pursue the case,

so I slipped the tape to someone
I thought would run with it.

Ugh, just shut up!

I think somewhere in that blackened
and bloodthirsty heart

lies a true romantic.

Now you're just insulting me.

You want me to figure this out,
tell me where Clay Sandzimier is.

I don't know where he is. He
wasn't the target of the investigation.

He still isn't.

Then tell me who the woman is.
Maybe she can lead me to him.

Now that I definitely cannot do.
I have crossed the line as it is.

Good luck, Swain.
You're on your own.

Talk to me.

Where is this guy?

When did Sandman stage his death?

April 2004.

Where was he living
before he disappeared?

He was all over the map.

His name was
on leases in Boise, Idaho,

Provo, Utah, Portland, Oregon,
Eureka, California.

He was a real rambler.
- Any phone records?

Yeah, two phones
in each of the states.

- What else? Any priors?
- Yeah, hold on.

- He hasn't paid taxes since 1998.
- Stiffing Uncle Sam.

As good a reason as any
to drop off the grid.

Yeah, so is blowing someone up.
Any family?

His parents died in 2001, but he has
an older brother named Andrew.

No, saw him a few years before
he went to Germany, but that was it.

Last thing I heard
was after the funeral.

You didn't go to the funeral?

Well, no sir.
Clay and I were never that close.

Who told you he was dead?

One of his friends wrote..anti-globalization crowd, you know, in Germany.

What, am I not
getting something here?

You guys don't think he's dead?

Oh, no, no.
We're just dotting every "I."

Do you remember
the friend's name?

Yeah, Gina. Gina Stern.

You know, she was german,
but I think she wrote from the States.

- Why do you say that?
- Letter had a Los Angeles postmark.

All right, well, thank you, Andrew.

So Clay comes back
from Germany and stays in L.A.?

Yeah, or maybe...

Charlie?

- Chimes.
- From the tape.

What do you want to do here?

You drive.

Stop it, Clay!

Just stop it!

Hey, Sandman.

What the...

Oh, my god.

And your office is not opposing
the petition, ms. Meyers?

No, your honor.

Andrew Sandzimier has agreed
to testify against his brother

to avoid prosecution
for harboring a fugitive.

But Neena Eponi
confessed to the crime.

Yes, your honor, but we now
believe that Clay Sandzimier

was the sole perpetrator of this crime.
- But why?

Why didn't they both commit it?

Ms. Eponi confessed

under the watchful eye
of her attorney, no less.

Your petition is denied, mr. Swain.

Your client confessed.
She's going to have to live with that.

Your honor, my client's confession
was not a truthful...

Excuse me, mr. Swain.

Think very carefully
before you say it.

Your honor--

I would strongly advise you
to keep quiet, ms. Meyers.

You have no dog in this fight.

Mr. Swain, confessions can't be swapped like baseball cards, not in my court.

Then blame me, your honor.
Don't blame my client.

Why not?

If her confession is false,
then she committed perjury.

Because I encouraged it.

Are you saying you knowingly encouraged your client to commit perjury?

I suspected it.

Mr. Swain!

Given your admission, I will
refer this matter to the state bar

for an investigation
into a disbarment.

Quiet!

And, ms. Eponi...

Yes, your honor?

Did you lie when you said
you committed this crime alone?

Yes.

Perjury is no laughing matter.
It is a crime.

Do you understand that?
- I do, your honor.

Then your conviction is vacated.

You are hereby
released from custody.

Okay?

Okay.

Well, it didn't go exactly
the way I expected it, but...

I'm... proud to work for you.

Can I sleep on your couch
when I'm disbarred?

Don't push it.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

Pleasure.

You're a great man.

Disbarment.
How unfortunate.

Mr. Rocca, how's your boss,
the attorney general?

Oh, he's feeling much better
these days, thank you.

I imagine when Hector looked up
at the advancing greek army,

he saw you in the distance.

That does seem like the height of
narcissism, doesn't it, mr. Swain,

comparing your disbarment
to the fall of Troy, hmm?

But I will take your compliment.

I'll see you
at the disciplinary hearing.

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