All language subtitles for LA Law s01e01 Pilot

Rick B's in the morning, KISS FM.

Hi, I'm the time ferret.

Twelve minutes past seven, seven, seven,
is that that there?

Get off of that.

Ferret, ferret, ferret.

Stop!

Traffic update, commanding charge stream
in yellow thunder. Good morning,

commanding. I'll tell you Rick, it's
really a mess down there on the North

South on Harbor Freeway.

East and westbound Santa Monica, also
the inbound Hollywood.

It's your basic gridlock, very typical
for post -holiday traffic.

And, Rachel, what do you know about the
Labor Day weekend?

Well, you know, Ricky, how much I hate
to drive.

So I spent all weekend, all three days,
lying by my pool, catching some rays.

Get the news.

Come on, keep it going. Let me get it.
Yeah, Rick B's here.

Hello, Rick? Yes. This is Jennifer, the
boss of the secretary.

Yes, Jennifer. How are you? I'm fine,
thank you. I just wanted to tell you

something. Okay.

Get off the air.

She can't be there. The staff meeting
will probably go past 1, so I pushed

deposition with Margulis to Thursday.

Thanks. Oh, and don't forget your 2 o
'clock with Lydia Graham.

Who? Friend of Julia Lippincott. Oh,
yeah. Go to look over her settlement.

And remember, they're picking up your
car for detailing today.

Great smell.

God, I hate these buildings. Air
conditioning goes down. This smells like

inside of a garbage disposal.

Mackenzie Brackman, Cheney & Co. there.
I'm Mel Becker.

Hey, that's great. Hello. One moment,
Mrs. Wake. Let me see if he's available.

Available.

Available. 7 .30, Tuesday morning.

Available.

Margaret, how was the long weekend?

Well, I'd have to go back over the
agreement, but he's got them for holiday

weekend. Maybe it was malicious,
Margaret, but getting an injunction?

I know it's the first day of school.

I don't blame you for worrying.

Absolutely, absolutely you should have
had him home by 6 o 'clock.

But, Margaret, to go to court...
Margaret, Margaret, look, if that's what

want... Mackenzie Beckman -Cheney and...
Margaret, I'll tell you what. Good

morning, Mrs. Cox. Let me talk to his
lawyer first. If that doesn't work...

me see if he's available.

Yes, we'll slap him with an injunction.

Shirley Cox.

Morning, Shirley.

Shirley, come on, give me a break. It's
7 .30 a .m.

Shirley, the reason I'm not in my house
is because I'm here.

No, I am not trying to avoid you.

Shirley, yes, I know he's a fat brown
loaf, but even a fat brown loaf deserves

sex life. I agree. I'm in front of your
nine -year -old side.

Shirley, I'm going to put you on hold a
minute, sweetheart.

Dick, this is not smart.

Oh, don't dick me.

Not after that settlement you rammed
down my throat.

This is a settlement that you agreed to.
Oh, a settlement I was blackmailed

into. Oh, you took away everything I
hold dear, Becker.

My house, my kids, my coin collection. I
had to sell my boat. What about the

Ferrari? I specifically left it out of
the community property because I know

much you love that car, Dick. We both
know that Luis doesn't know a dipstick

from a garter belt. You excluded because
it's Luis told you.

Dick.

Don't do that.

You're going to regret it. If I spend 20
years in jail with my pants down around

my ankles, I will not regret it.

Do you want to call the cops, huh?

You know where to find me?

I'm calling the police.

No, don't.

A starter gun.

Not about him.

About the smell.

What smell?

Mr. Chaney.

I didn't actually touch him, but I'm
pretty sure he's dead.

If he is, I'll get tips on his office.

He's stuck on a plate like crazy.

Nice place to spend the week. Just
button this up and get him out of here.

Excuse me.

How many senses have been dead over 48
hours?

Could have been an embolism. Maybe it's
heart.

It's tragic, isn't it?

One minute you're hip deep in the tax
code, and the next... Wednesday.

Who?

Norm Chaney.

One of the senior partners.

I know you want to stop and sniff the
daisies.

Are you all right?

This is great.

Have you got any idea how you want to
handle the Lewis audit?

I haven't thought about that yet.

Now, what time was it you got here in
the morning? I want to get him downtown.

Seb. All yours.

I could use a hand. He's stiff as a
board.

I'm going to have to take him out here
on all. Do it.

I'm going to have to get a written
statement.

Mr. Janey's dead.

Oh, my God.

I found him.

Are you Miss Buckner? Yes, sir.

Your predecessor was fired for
tardiness.

I'm sorry, the police kept him from the
lobby. In my office, I'll explain your

duties.

Strange bruise.

Be still.

John Fragerson.

His son's been arrested again.

Who's that again?

I'm sorry, Mr.

Chaney's secretary will have to get back
to you.

Look at this.

We're coming out right through here now.

I don't know. Is the guy Jewish? Can we
have a little reverence? Sure.

Turn him. Turn him. No, the other way.

Come on, watch him. You're going to lose
him.

Catch him.

Get off.

What are you doing?

Mr. Chaney's office.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. He's not available
right now.

Sergeant, the little hand is on the 9
and the big hand is on the 12. I've got

be down tight. 30 minutes. Soon as your
client's through with breakfast.

Meantime, why don't you let the officer
pat you down? What's the matter? You

guys don't get enough at home?

I'm getting tired of your mouth, Jose.

Whoa. Show me some respect. The name is
Fuentes.

Victor Fuentes. I don't care if your
freaking name is Pancho freaking Villa.

don't see your client without you get
searched. Now assume the freaking

position. You lay a hand on me and I'm
going to kick your fat butt. That's it.

You are out of here.

Oh, my God.

You're going to be hearing more about
this, McCloskey. I can't freaking wait.

I'm Michael Cusack, attorney
representing Justin Ferguson. I'd like

the investigator.

Which that would be, Detective Tuggle.

Yeah, give that right up to me.

Lester to his friends.

What's all the excitement?

Mimmo out of division.

We've got to search all attorneys before
they go in. The lawyer brought a gun in

the South Central. His client tried to
shoot his way out.

Speaking of which, your client is a real
citizen, counselor.

This time we got him on rape, assault,
RO cops, sodomy. Not to mention that

violated his probation in six different
ways.

Presumption of innocence.

The victim ID'd the kid's vehicle and
picked him into accomplices I don't

Let's see his daddy buy him others.

Totally bogus.

It says here she was beaten, raped, and
when her wig fell off during the

assault, she was tossed into a dumpster.
She ID'd you, she ID'd your running

mates, she ID'd your car.

Hey,

I hook up with these guys in a bar.

We have a couple of drinks, bar closes,
we go cruising.

We stop at one of these all -night
places to get a couple of six -packs.

She's in there.

She follows me out. She says she'll do
the three of us for 50 bucks.

We figure, what the hell?

So we go around the corner in the alley.

It wasn't exactly Romeo and Juliet, but
it wasn't rape either.

The victim alleges she begged you to
stop. Said she was sick.

Oh, yeah, she was begging, all right.

It wasn't to stop.

But it also says here that she was
admitted to Hollywood Presbyterian for

cuts and bruises to her body. Hey, look.

There's a lot of crazy people out there.

Maybe the next guy uses her for a
punching bag, so she goes to the cops.

She remembers my car.

She figures she can work something out.

Have you talked to my father yet?

For a thousand bucks, she'll fold like a
deck chair.

Doubtful.

I'm told she's got acute leukemia.

That's too bad.

Look, what can I get out of here?

Not till they sent bail. When's that?

Arraignment. Tomorrow.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Forget that.

Find Judge Sorensen. He knows my father.
He'll sign a writ today.

I'll see what I can do.

Hey, listen.

My father's worth a million bucks to
your firm.

You do that.

Is that true about the cancer?

Yeah. Acute leukemia.

Is that contagious?

I hardly know what to say regarding the
untimely death of Norman Chaney, a good

friend and respected colleague, except
we greatly miss him. Plus which, his

passing leaves a serious void.

in an extremely lucrative area in our
practice.

We can discuss that aspect later,
Douglas.

Fine. And what about the Lewis tax
audit?

Do you think either George Lewis or the
IRS are going to say we can discuss that

later? I said this is not the time.

In any event, I've spent the last 45
minutes going through Norman's personal

papers and his last instructions.

Simple cremation, with the memorial
service preceding.

At which those of you desiring may pay
your last respects.

Now, if you all don't mind, I'll excuse
myself.

Is this town, honey? Trying to tell me
something?

The minutes will reflect Mr. Cusack
arrived late for the meeting.

Yeah, well, Mr. Cusack was having such a
good time chatting up Justin Preggerson

at the Hollywood jail about how he and
his running mates raped and beat up a

defenseless leukemia victim that he
couldn't bear to pull himself away.

He confessed?

Oh, sure. Full of remorse.

You promised me a body.

I want it. Now, bring us a list of
possible candidates and we'll review it.

Thanks.

Excuse me, Mr. Breckman, but how will
that impact on the summer law clerks?

to mention the current depreciation. Mr.
Pollack, you may rest assured that this

firm has a commitment to hire at least
one full -time associate in addition to

Mr. Cusack's criminal lawyer and any
possible replacement in our tax

Mr. Taylor, associate review will
proceed at the appropriate time.

Now, as the hour is growing late...

Let us laser through our summary of
pending cases.

Status unchanged on the divestiture.

Discovery motion on Roaner versus
Gradinger. Pending trial, Merton versus

Merton. A new matter.

Leon Kroner, a medical corporation,
versus Celia Robinson.

A doctor is suing our client for a $750
bill.

A collection matter?

It's a little more complicated than
that.

For the last nine months, her insurance
company's been giving her the runaround,

and that's why the bill's not paid.

Miss Perkins, undoubtedly you've seen
those ads on television.

Lawyers in polyester suits soliciting
for clients?

Yes, sir.

Those lawyers handle $750 collection
cases.

Mackenzie Brackman Chaney et al.

does not handle... $750 collection
cases.

Douglas, will you come off it? This is a
referral from Morley Saperstein. I

asked Abby to help me with it.

As your time is usually billed at $135
an hour, Miss Kelsey, how much exactly

did you intend to charge this client for
whatever heroics you might perform on

this $750 matter?

What I intend is to charge her nothing.

Is it your belief, then, that we are
running a welfare state here?

Absolutely not.

It is my belief that this firm is an
example of the capitalist system at its

very finest.

Management getting fat off the sweat and
blood of the workers.

Take me, for example.

You bill my time at $135 an hour, 1 ,600
hours a year for a total of $216 ,000

into the bulging coffers of this firm.

Of that amount, I, who generated the
income, get $52 ,800.

You're damn straight this is not a
welfare state, Douglas. And if I want to

a couple of phone calls to an insurance
company to keep some poor working woman

from getting screwed over by the system,
then I will do it.

Well...

Due to the tragedy we've all suffered
today, it would appear that everyone is

unusually testy, fractious, and
argumentative.

Accordingly, this meeting is hereby
adjourned.

I'd like to remind everyone of the
annual firm dinner, which will be held a

from Friday, that's the 20th, at Mr.

McKenzie's home.

Partners, associates, and some of the
law clerks invited, along with a

wife, or suitable escort.

Well, no secretaries?

That's what we have for our picnics for,
Mr. Kayser.

Oh.

Arnie, Lydia Graham is here.

Okay, give me a minute.

My husband and I have already worked out
all the terms of our settlement.

Thank you.

But Julia wouldn't leave me alone until
I agreed to let you get it. Well, Julia

can be very persuasive. I just don't
want it to get into an ugly pitched

with name -calling and recriminations.

I respect that feeling entirely.

Now, Barry and I may not have wanted to
be married to each other, but we're

still parents to our children.

We're still civilized adults.

I won't get down in the dirt and grub
over who kept the dishes.

I wish all my clients were as reasonable
as you are.

I'll tell you what, as long as you're
here, let me jot down a few notes.

Okay.

Now, when did you and your husband
actually separate? The exact date, if

read it. He moved out of the house on
December 21st. And was this at your

suggestion? No, not really.

Oh, so it was his idea.

Well, we discussed it, that we weren't
terribly happy.

So, four days before Christmas, he
really picks his spots, doesn't he?

He walks out on you.

It wasn't like that.

Is he living with her now?

With whom?

The other woman.

Mary did not leave me for another woman.
That's not what this is all about.

Men are creatures of habits and comfort,
Lydia.

In nine years, I have never once seen a
man initiate a divorce, and certainly

not four days before Christmas, unless
he had another woman to replace the one

he was leaving.

Well, my husband and I are not
statistics for individuals.

Really, I am sorry. And maybe I'm a
little sensitive to this subject right

because not more than six hours ago,
this woman comes in here and she's

waving this gun at me.

A nice woman. Totally so nice that she
refused to let me, as she put it, drag

through the mud.

So now she's found out that her husband
has another woman, and they're living up

in Bel Air while my client's over in Van
Nuys, and she's making this gun at me

because, and I quote, you should have
forced me to face the fact, she said.

You're deliberately trying to turn this
into something ugly. No, what I'm

deliberately trying to do is protect
your rights under the law.

Let me be blunt.

For your husband, divorce is a fiscal
inconvenience.

But for you, this could be the most
important financial decision that you'll

ever make in your life.

And I personally, as well as
professionally, don't think that such a

should be made casually.

Do you? I suppose not.

What I'm going to do, friendship to
Julia, admiration for your principles.

Let me take a look at this agreement.

No cost, of course, no obligation to
you. On Thursday, I'd like to take you

lunch, give you my thoughts on the
matter.

At that point, the choice is completely
yours. You can take it or you can leave

it. But at least you'll be making an
informed decision.

Does that sound fair?

Well, yeah, I guess.

Thank you.

Great.

Well, Roxanne, I'll give you a call, and
we'll confirm lunch.

for next Thursday.

Oh, you like lingerie?

Fine. Great.

Well, it was a great pleasure meeting
you.

I'll see you on Thursday.

Okay. Bye -bye. Hi.

Come in.

Set you on one, son.

No, no.

I'm going to go home now, unless you
have something pressing.

No.

I didn't realize it was so late. Stop
being an attorney. Go home. Be a wife.

a mother.

You sound like my husband.

Sorry.

You're right. It's none of my business.

Celia Robinson came in today with her
file.

Very nice lady.

Incredible guts.

After her divorce, she had two kids to
support.

She went to work as a maid until she
could save enough money to start a

business.

She did Morley Saperstein's son's bar
mitzvah.

I know, he told me.

Creole Cajun food.

At a bar mitzvah?

Anyway, she's got copies of everything.

Even a renewal statement.

And a bill the insurance company sent
her two weeks ago.

Sounds like a winner for us.

Let's hope so. I don't think it's
helping her migraines any. Having that

bill hanging over her head.

Migraines? That's why she went to the
doctor in the first place.

He wanted to run tests, and then when
the insurance company refused to pay,

couldn't go back.

She's got an appointment tomorrow with
Morley Saperstein's personal physician.

What did the company say?

It was like talking to that chair.

Our records indicate that our insured
Mr. Robinson had his ex -wife, Mrs.

Robinson, removed from his policy at the
time of their divorce.

I told him they got two separate
policies as part of the divorce

I told him she had the copy of it.

And? He said they'll have to look into
it. Did you ask them, if she's not

covered, why they sent her a renewal
statement?

He said they'll have to look into it.

Send him a threatening letter instead.

Copy his superiors. Use buzzwords like
bad faith.

That ought to get their attention.

I already did.

Good.

Look, Abigail.

It really isn't any of my business.

But if you need to talk... I was married
once myself.

About 50 years ago.

It'll be okay.

As soon as he gets a job.

And quits drinking.

Game starts.

Never mind.

Tell me the truth.

Do you think there's any chance I'll be
asked to stay on here as an associate?

It's not up to me. I'm not a voting
partner.

If you were.

You're a good lawyer and a very hard
worker.

But I'm not a superstar like Pollock.

Or a sex bomb like Lisa.

I'm sorry.

I'm being a jerk.

Um, good night.

Thanks again.

People v.

Preggerson, Gothier, and Dollar.

Michael Kuzak, attorney representing
Justin Preggerson.

Wave reading of rights and complaint.

So, wave. How does your client plead?

Not guilty.

Nicholas Klein, representing defendants
Garcia and Dollar, Your Honor.

At this time, due to a possible conflict
of interest, the public defender's

office would ask to be relieved of
representation with respect to defendant

Dollar. Do you have funds to hire an
attorney, Mr. Dollar? I'm broke, Judge.

An attorney will be appointed for Mr.
Dollar. Let me see the list.

I see Mr.

Kavanaugh in the courtroom.

Would you be interested in a court
appointment on this matter?

Yes, Your Honor. I think I can squeeze
that in.

Any motions while Mr.

Kavanaugh acquaints himself with this
matter?

Yes, Your Honor. At this time, I would
ask that defendant Garcia be released on

his own recognizance. Your Honor, I'm
sorry, but Mr. Klein is once again

insulting the intelligence of this
court.

May I point out Mr. Garcia's five
previous arrests, two felony priors, and

an extremely aggravated assault rape.

Let me point out that Mr. Garcia has
always faithfully appeared for all

court appearances, in addition to which
he is sole support of an aged mother,

Your Honor, who relies on him for weekly
transportation to and from the clinic.

Usually in a stolen car, according to
his rap sheet. My office will agree to

Garcia's release from custody. On the
condition that he be released into the

care and custody.

Of Mr. Klein.

Your Honor. Take him home with you, Mr.
Public Defender. You think he's such a

sweet guy.

Counsel.

Approach the bench.

Off the record, Miss Aaron, Mr. Klein, I
would not normally be so presumptuous

as to delve into the personal lives of
my court personnel. But as this

is beginning to resemble a daytime soap
opera, I feel I'm well within my rights

in inquiring.

You two hot for each other or what?

I took her out three times, Your Honor.

Out? I made dinner twice. The third time
you brought in a pizza. You're mad

because I said I'd call. I'm mad because
I lowered my standards. Yeah, along

with your skirt.

On the record, at this time, I would ask
that Mr. Deller's bail in this matter

be reduced to $1 ,000, Your Honor. The
man has four priors. Two as a juvenile.

The DA's office is unilaterally opposed
to any bail reduction with respect to

either defendant Garcia or defendant
Dollar. Bail to remain set in the amount

$25 ,000 on both defendants. Bail to
stand on defendant Pregasin. Preliminary

hearing set for September 6th in
Division 35.

Off the record.

I need a potty break.

We will have a 20 -minute recess, during
which time I suggest that the P .D. and

the D .A. clean up their acts.

This afternoon's fine for me.

Yeah. How about Clooney at 4 o 'clock?

Yeah. Hey, Matty.

Don't forget to wear a suit.

Relentless.

That's true.

Leslie.

Good, and the P .D.'s off.

Legally or sexually?

Legally. I'm looking to take on a body.

How about mine?

You're more body than I can handle.

Besides, I think I need someone of the
defense persuasion.

Someone who could love a guy like
Preggerson?

Well, at least not lose his lunch.

You're right. Not me.

Uh, number one fast charger in the PD's
office right now is a guy named Victor

Sepuentes. Sepuentes?

You mean the guy with the earring? Yeah,
a little smarter.

I don't know. It's the same guy I saw
him strut his stuff at the Hollywood

You asked my opinion.

Check it out for yourself.

He's in Division 50.

Counselor?

Your Honor, Victor C. Fuentes of the
Public Defender's Office representing

Carlos Hermosillo. Wave reading?

So waived.

How does your client plead?

Mr. Hermosillo is unable to enter a plea
at this time.

And why is that, Mr. Cifuentes?

Mr. El Mocillo has been denied his
constitutional right to an attorney. I

thought that you were his attorney, Mr.
Cifuentes.

This is true, Your Honor, but I was
denied access to my client by the police

department. Under what circumstances?

I went to the Hollywood station to
interview my client. At such time, a

McCloskey of the LAPD made rude and
insulting remarks to me regarding my

ethnicity.

When I took umbrage at said remark, the
Sergeant refused to let me speak to my

client and then went so far as to bodily
remove me from the station.

So you never conferred with Mr.
Aramosillo regarding his defense?

No, Your Honor.

I would say a continuance would be
appropriate at this time.

No objection.

Excuse me, Your Honor, but my client is
in custody. Any such continuance would

deny him his constitutional right to a
timely arraignment and speedy trial.

Accordingly, I would move that the case
against him be dismissed due to the

state's outrageous conduct in denying
him his constitutional right to

representation.

Mr. Fuentes can talk to him now, Your
Honor, in the hall.

Such a flip -shot representation would
be tantamount to no representation.

I would have to agree with Mr.
Cifuentes.

If the relationship between attorney and
Clyde has been abrogated due to

outrageous police conduct, then this
case should be dismissed.

A big if, Your Honor.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

Mr. Kozak.

I happened to be present at the
Hollywood division at the time Mr.

being shown the door.

Would you corroborate counsel's
description of the events in question?

So far as I was able to observe, Your
Honor.

How far was that, Mr. Cusack?

As far as the door, Your Honor.

Case dismissed.

But, Your Honor! If the DA's office sees
fit, they are, of course, free to

refile charges, as double jeopardy is
not attached.

We're in recess.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Court will be in recess till 2 p .m. You
got to be, and then you can go home.

Thank you, Your Honor. Te voy a decir
una cosa, hermano. You stay away from

cura. It's up to kill you. Gracias.

Hi, I'm Michael Kuzak. I'm with
McKenzie, Brackman, Chaney, et cetera,

cetera. Yeah, I know. I've seen you
around before.

Thank you very much for the testimonial.
Very fancy footwork.

Yeah. Well, the guy is the hype.

He's got a wife, four kids to support.

I mean, the police, they set him up on a
sale.

What the hell good is it going to do
anyone to send him to the jail?

They'll probably refile the case. Yeah.

And they probably won't find him.

He's going away to a drug program in
Arizona.

Are you free for lunch sometime?

What's the agenda?

We'd like to talk to you about a job.

Got a job.

We'd still like to have lunch.

You pay?

I'll call your office.

We're going to deal this thing. It's
going to have to be all three of them.

Thank you.

Speaking for myself, I'm disinclined to
negotiate.

I see no case here.

D .A. sucking wind. An unshakable I .D.
by the world's most sympathetic victim

is not sucking wind.

Let's argue consent.

Dying woman out for a good time before
they plant her in the ground?

It's moments like these that make me
proud to be a member of such a noble

fraternity. Aren't we fastidious?

Can we stop jerking ourselves around
here and go one step at a time?

We know she's got cancer. What we don't
know is the prognosis, so let's find

out. The way I figure, with a little bit
of luck and half a dozen continuances,

she'll either quit or die before we even
have to worry about a trial.

Hey, I know it sounds a little cold, but
this is not the Red Cross here.

So unless you've got a better idea...

You know the doctor she went to? Who?

Celia Robinson.

He wants to put her in the hospital
immediately for neurological testing,

they won't let her in because when they
called her insurance company, they said

she wasn't covered. What happened when
you called?

They put me on hold.

Let's go.

Oh, sorry.

Elizabeth, did you check with the clerk
on 123?

Um, I'm sorry.

Would you?

Sure. Please.

make sure the discovery motions were
filed, and tell Pollitt that I need

and authorities on Womack.

Michael, where do we stand with Justin
Ferguson?

On my way to the prelim, even as we
speak.

His father's all over my call.

What should I tell him?

You tell him that his punk son deserves
to go away for ten years.

He's one of our more important clients.

What would you have us do, refer him to
another firm?

Don't patronize me, Leland.

Just get me a body so I don't have to
deal personally with this kind of crap.

Have you got someone in mind?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Set up lunch?

I already did.

It's on your calendar, day after
tomorrow.

Attorney Dan Kelsey and Abigail Perkins,
50 Lester Methman.

Wait a minute, you have an appointment?
Absolutely not. Right, Charlie.

Let me get back to you.

She barged in without an appointment.

At this moment, my client, Celia
Robinson, is at St. Anthony's Hospital

to check in for a CAT scan.

Only they won't let her because your
insurance company has still refused to

admit that she's got coverage.

So don't talk to me about appointments.

My dear miss... I am not your dear miss
anything.

And you had better be praying that she
doesn't have a brain tumor.

Because if she does, and if this tumor
was exacerbated by the systematic bad

faith of your company, then you'd better
be prepared to write a... check with a

lot of zeros behind it. I'll have to
discuss this matter with my superiors.

have had nine months to discuss this
with your superiors. If she does have a

tumor, every minute you stall, it's
getting bigger and more dangerous.

And that means more zeros on the check.

Am I coming through?

Pick up the phone, Mr. Messman.

St. Anthony's Hospital.

Are we ready to proceed, gentlemen?

People are, Your Honor.

Dependence Council?

Um, it would appear, Your Honor, Mr.
Cusack has been unavoidably detained.

Under the circumstances, move to
continuance until such time as...

Cusack, Your Honor.

Tick -tock, Counselor.

I apologize for the delay.

Any reason I shouldn't hold you in
contempt?

Approach the bench, Your Honor.

That better be a note from your mother.

It's a citation, Your Honor.

I was doing 35, tops 40, when this cop
who doesn't even shave yet pulls me over

for an unsafe lane change.

I explained to him that I'm late for
court, and I further explained that I...

Let me tell you about that.

Well, that's all right, Your Honor. I
wouldn't presume to ask this court for

favors. And this court wouldn't presume
to offer any.

Truthfully, Your Honor, I think that
we've already consumed enough of the

court's time with my personal concerns.

Mr. Cusack has just handed me a white
piece of paper which appears to be, in

fact, neither a laundry list nor even
his pocket copy of the Code of Ethics,

rather a legitimate LAPD traffic
citation.

People may proceed.

Call Miss Adrienne Moore, Your Honor.

One last question, Miss Moore.

Did Officer Feeblecorn take you to an
emergency hospital?

Yes, Hollywood Presbyterian. Did she
wait for you while you were being

Yes, and then she drove me home. Thank
you, Miss Moore.

I have no further questions.

Mr. Cavanaugh, Groves.

Miss Moore?

On direct examination, you testified
that on the date in question, you

a soft drink. Yes.

At a convenience store.

And some eggs and milk.

And it was approximately what time that
you went out to get the soft drink?

Two.

In the morning?

Yes. Do you normally get a craving at
two in the morning for sugary soft

Sometimes. Especially when you've been
drinking heavily? Mouth gets all woolly?

Objection. I wasn't drinking.

Whisk all the objections.

Were you smoking dope?

Objection. Irrelevant.

Your Honor, this would be directly
relevant as to the issue of consent.

Overruled. Had you been smoking a green,
leafy substance commonly referred to as

marijuana that evening?

Yes, a little.

You see, the chemotherapy makes me
nauseated, and the marijuana...

Nonresponsive. I would ask that
everything after the witness answered

had been smoking marijuana be stricken
from the record.

Objection sustained.

Reporter will strike everything after
the word yes.

I don't understand. Why can't I explain?

Miss Moore, please, just answer the
questions as they're asked of you. Now,

were alone when this alleged incident
occurred.

Yes. And had you been alone all evening?

Yes, I was home watching TV.

Alone all night, smoking dope by
yourself and watching TV.

Objection asked and answered.

Sustained. Move on, please.

Thank you. But just to set the scene,
there you are.

Having a joint or two, you're watching
the two, and maybe feeling a little

lonely. I'm used to being alone.

But sometimes it's nice to have a little
human contact. So you get the idea to

go to the all -night market to see a
human face, maybe have someone to talk

I didn't talk to anyone.

I bought my food and I left.

And then these animals... Objection! Non
-responsive motion to strike.

Sustained. Miss Moore, how is your
health?

I have leukemia.

Oh, I'm very sorry, Miss Moore, and I
hope you forgive my insensitivity when I

ask what the prognosis for recovery is.

Lousy.

I'm going to die.

Have the doctors told you when?

Objection. Mr. Cavanaugh seems to be on
a fishing expedition.

Your Honor, I ask the court's indulgence
and latitude as this is an issue of

some delicacy.

Miss Moore, no one regrets more than I
any pain this line of questioning may

cause you.

I'll allow you a little more room,
Counselor, but get on with it, please.

Thank you.

How much longer have you got, Miss
Moore?

Less than six months.

Well, I would imagine that there must be
a great many things you've always

wanted to do, but might not get a chance
to do now.

I suppose.

And I know that if it were me, I would
try to cram all of these things into the

short time I had left, even if these
things weren't the kind of things I

have done before.

Well, like recreational drugs,
marijuana. I told you that was for the

effects of the chemotherapy.

Right. You pull up to a convenience
store a little high on weed, you see

good -looking young men in a hot car.

You got to be kidding. Gather ye
rosebuds while ye may, Miss Moore.

What does that mean? A literary illusion
that suggests that if you only had six

months to live, you might as well have a
good time before you go.

This is sick.

Isn't it true that you solicited my
client to have sex with you? No! Isn't

true that when my client expressed some
initial reluctance, you went up to him

and pressed against him and fondled him?
No! Your Honor, please! Isn't it true

that you said, and I quote, I've never
taken on three guys, I want you to do it

to me, and I want you to do it rough?
You despicable bastard!

Miss Moore. Your Honor, I ask the
witness to be admonished.

This is perversion! Your Honor, please!
I want to know who is on trial here. Any

further outbursts, Miss Moore, and I'll
hold you in contempt.

mutual down or under the circumstances i
ask we move the continuance until such

time until such time as what i die
warning you miss moore is that a tactic

accuse me wear me down move continuances
until until i quit

or die i warn you i warn you this door
swings both ways if i can't get justice

here i will get a gun and i'll do it
myself that's enough your honor you

won't

Escort Miss Moore to the basement
holding facility until such time as she

to apologize to this court.

The court is adjourned.

Mr. Cusack, moment of your time in
chamber.

The court is adjourned.

Mr. Cusack, are you aware of the fact
that you have a substantial number of

outstanding warrants?

Well, my recollection, Your Honor, is
we're talking a couple of parking

at most. We're talking $4 ,200 worth of
citations over a two -year period.

$4 ,200?

That's got to be a mistake.

Didn't Officer Maranello run you through
the computer?

Well, as I was already late, and having
identified myself as a former deputy D

.A., he was kind enough to write me up
without the usual formalities.

Mr. Cusack, you bring fresh meaning to
the word scofflaw.

Bailiff, take Mr. Cusack into custody.

Your Honor, hold on a minute.

$4 ,200, Counselor. Put up or shut up.

Who's got $4 ,200?

Well, you've got a phone call. I suggest
you use it to find out.

Your Honor, with all due respect, don't
you think you're overreacting just a

little bit?

Take him into custody, Bailiff.

Couple of lousy parking.

That's a bitch, pal.

Miss Moore?

I'm Michael Cusack.

I'm Justin Preggerson's attorney.

Look, I don't suppose you care, but...
I'm deeply

sorry about what happened in court.

That's very big of you.

I could tell you were morally outraged.

Well, that I may have been.

It doesn't change the fact that my
client's still got a right to the best

representation he can obtain.

What about my rights?

I was raped and beaten and thrown into a
dumpster.

But for all that, I was the one accused
up there.

Now that piece of garbage you're
representing... I represent the system

as the client, Miss Moore.

I may not always believe in the client,
but I have to believe in the system.

What about me?

What am I supposed to believe in?

The judge will see you now, ma 'am.

Wait, Mr. Cusack.

I'm going back up there and I'm
apologizing.

I'm withdrawing my complaint.

I'm afraid it's not all that easy.

I'm not spending the last six months of
my life in a courtroom.

I've been raped once.

I'm not going to let it happen again.

For whatever it's worth, and as a purely
personal observation,

if you were to go out and get a gun and
blow them away,

I wouldn't lose any sleep over it.

That's the difference between us, Mr.
Couser.

I would.

As office will be closed for business at
3 p .m.,

Anyone not in attendance at said
memorial service will be docked

See that that's distributed to all
personnel right away.

Ah, Miss Kelsey.

How kind of you to grace us with your
presence this morning.

Do you want something, Douglas?

The Petramco interrogatories. I'll have
them for you tomorrow.

I'm afraid that won't do.

You want to tell me what the big rush
is?

Just be aware.

that if you have even the slightest
thought of ever being a partner in this

firm, those interrogatories had better
be on my desk by 5 p .m. today.

Hi, Ann. Morning, Michael. Do you want
to tell Arnie I don't like cold in my

heels? Slide a piece of cheese under his
door to get his attention.

Barry Graham, residing at 11275 the
Mayor Road.

Shares dwelling with Miss Valerie
Renault, actress model, member in good

standing, screen, extras guild.

The rental agreement listing Miss
Valerie as principal occupant was signed

Barry four months prior to leaving his
wife.

There's a copy.

Mr. Graham owns Exotic Body Parts and
Auto Repair, Inc. and Van Nuys.

Lots of insurance work. Lots of cash
transactions.

Here's his tax returns for the last
three years. Lots of creative

Nice house.

Shelter Ventura Boulevard on a cul -de
-sac.

Now watch it. I just got them back from
the lab. They still may be a little

tacky. Here's one. They're both in the
nude, smoking a joint.

Tacky indeed.

Here's another. They're doing some
serious necking in the hot tub. And the

de resistance.

Barry in the tiny poolside on the chaise
lounge, engaged in a sex act usually

described by a two -digit number.

Barry, you total degenerate.

Well, this is going to be a lunch that
Mrs. Graham will not soon forget.

I swear I don't understand you, Arnie.

You take this poor woman to some sniffy
restaurant.

You slap these on the table.

She goes into the ladies' room and
Ralph's up 50 bucks worth of lunch all

the velvet wallpaper.

What's the point?

Well, if I take the meeting here in the
office, she goes berserk, she makes a

scene, she may even go for my eyes.

The best is it's going to take a couple
hours to get rid of her because I can't

throw a crying woman out on the street.

So instead, I take her out.

She sees a half a dozen of her best
friends. They see her, a couple glasses

Chardonnay, a little salad and a soise.

Then I hit her with a slideshow.

She's not going to say a word. She'd
rather die than be embarrassed in front

all of her friends.

Plus, later, I bill her for the lunch.

Lawyers.

Hey, it's a jungle out there.

Have a nice lunch.

Future. Such as it is?

You don't sound too optimistic.

Why should I be? I'm nearly 40. I have
two children, a failed marriage, and I

can't wear a bikini.

I think you'd look great in or out of a
bikini.

Buttering up the client?

Voice is a growth industry, Lydia.

I don't need the business.

Good. Because I've thought seriously
about it. I've decided to accept the

settlement as is.

Shall I be?

Do you mind telling me why?

In the long run, they're more important
things than money.

I've just seen too many divorces get
ugly.

You really are quite a rare woman.

Okay.

Okay, what I'll do then is I'll put the
investigation on hold.

Investigation? Well, I had one of our
private investigators look into a few of

your husband's affairs, financial,
otherwise.

No cost to you, of course.

I'll just keep this on.

file and never change your mind.

Does it obligate me to look at it?

No way.

It may be painful.

Excuse me, I have a good pat on my nose.

What have you got for dessert?

I'll always remember Norman Chaney as a
gifted lawyer, of course, but more

importantly, as a good and loyal friend.

Norman Chaney left more than his name on
the letterhead of this firm. He left a

standard of quality and character
that... we can only hope to emulate as

mourn his loss.

I miss you, Norman.

Our colleague, Stuart Markowitz, has
asked to say a few words.

And after he has spoken, anyone who
wishes to contribute their own

is most welcome to.

What can I say about Norman Cheney?

Norman Cheney knew everything there was
to know about tax law.

Shelters?

Call Norman.

Foreign tax treaties?

Call Norman.

Ad valorem?

Call Norman.

During the sweeping 1982 revisions, one
man stood as a beacon in the deep

fog of tax code confusion.

That man was my friend and mentor, a
giant in the minefield of tax law and

its ever -changing fiscal implications.

A man for whom no tax complexity was too
complex, if

you will.

I've got a first draft of that memo you
asked me for. Knowledge of tax law. The

implications of Chapter 11 in the
divisions of community assets.

Oh, good.

I can give it to you tomorrow, or we
could go over it tonight.

It's up to you.

Well,

I'm sort of anxious for your opinion.

I've got to warn you, it's kind of
rough.

You may not be able to read my
scribbles.

I,

for one, will miss this man.

I would like to say in conclusion that
if I had but one word with which to

characterize Norman Chaney, that word
would be fiduciary.

Goodbye,

Norman.

My good friend.

And my... my fiduciary.

Her and me alone, completely nude.

Norman Chaney was the best friend I ever
had.

I loved him dearly.

I met Norman in a gay bar.

My name is not Georgia Buckner.

It's George.

He took me home.

He was the gentlest man I'd ever met.
Completely alone.

I poured out my heart to him.

Nude. I told him I wasn't gay, but
transsexual.

A woman trapped in man's body.

encouraged me to face myself.

He supported me morally and financially
through several years of deep analysis.

Finally, he even offered to pay for my
surgery.

And when the hospital said that I had to
live and work as a woman for 18 months

before they performed the operation, he
got me a job.

Most of you probably couldn't guess that
Norman was gay.

Most of you didn't know him at all.

He was a deeply complicated man, never
really comfortable with his sexual

orientation.

I think that his support of me in my
struggle was his way of

reckoning with his own ambivalence.

I'll miss you, Norman.

Your wisdom.

Your guidance.

Your love and support.

You gave me the courage to heal myself.

I miss you.

I love you always.

And I want to thank you all for
participating in Norman Cheney's

service. It was, to say the least, an
unusual service, but Norman was an

man, with a wry sense of humor
concerning the human condition.

I think it would have tickled him. Sorry
we're late.

That's all right.

How long do we have?

Mr. Kuthak has a courtroom appearance at
11 in the Pragerson case, and your

lunch with the potential associate.

If I may ask, who is it?

He's with the PD's office.

Victor Cifuentes.

At Chicano. I believe so.

Okay.

Cusack's getting his body.

I want Cheney's office.

Ah, not until we make a decision about
hiring a tax specialist. If we bring in

some big rainmaker at a senior partner
level, he'll demand the office in his

perk package. Don't take me for granted,
Douglas.

Who makes more rain here than I do? I,
for one.

Sure.

Clients come in thinking they're getting
the original, genuine Brackman, not

some... Cheap second -generation
knockoff. How dare you?

Gentlemen, settle your differences
outside of this room and on your own

All right.

But my list is not as current as it
should be due to my secretary's sudden

departure from the firm.

What happened to her?

I fired him.

How come?

Because I do not want that freak of
nature sitting outside my office

representing me.

Homophobic, Douglas?

Knock it off, Arnold.

I mean it.

Now, let's start with the Lewis tax
audit.

Stuart?

Yes, I'm fully prepared.

Good.

Douglas, will you continue down your
list, please?

New business.

I'm pleased to say I've brought in
Nathan Electronics on retainer and RT &O

Industries on a corporate acquisition
and antitrust matter.

Old business.

The divestiture, I assume, is status
quo.

Now, Petramco, Miss Kelsey, I'm still
waiting for those interrogatories on

Petramco. They've been on your desk
since yesterday evening.

And how is your little pro bono case?

Is the crusading lady lawyer going to
get the big, bad insurance company to

the $750 or not?

They're going to pay, all right, but
it'll be a hell of a lot more than $750.

She's got a brain tumor.

Can you prove a causal connection with
the insurance company's bad faith?

I believe so.

Is there a possibility that she could
die?

Just in case, why don't you and
Markowitz start working on the

Cover all the contingencies.

Even if she doesn't die, we could still
be looking at a six -figure fee.

In deference to the fact that you are a
partner in this firm, I'm going to leave

before I say something that I might
regret later.

Ann.

He's a pig.

We were talking about a woman who could
die, and all we can see are dollar

signs. So if you're going to ask me to
apologize, forget it.

Annie, without legal representation, all
the same terrible things would have

happened to her.

accepting the very real possibility that
she might never have received medical

treatment at all.

I understand that.

And while, yes, it's possible our firm
may profit from her problems, so will

children. And perhaps just as important,
the insurance company will think twice

before they do it to anyone else. I am
not against earning a buck, Leland, as

long as we don't sell off our humanity
in the process.

I grant you, in the hands of a Douglas
Brackman, the law may not be pretty, but

in the hands of Ann Kelsey...

It can be uplifting and life -affirming,
and we can all be proud of that.

You're handling me.

True.

But I'll also handle Douglas.

That's your case. You run with it as you
see fit.

Thank you.

Let the record reflect.

that the alleged victim in this matter,
Adrian Moore, has formally apologized to

the court, and accordingly, the contempt
is discharged.

Mr. Cavanaugh, you may pick up your
cross -examination from where you left

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now, Moore, drawing your attention once
again to the evening in question, as you

came out of the convenience store
carrying your purchases, did you take

package and put it in the car first, or
did you take it with you as you

approached my client?

Objection, Your Honor, to that sleazy
trick question.

I object to your inference.

Sit down, both of you.

Miss Moore, what did you do immediately
after leaving the convenience store?

I'm sorry, I don't remember.

Did you go to your car?

Did you go to the defendant's car? Did
they come to you? What happened?

I don't remember.

I just don't remember.

Two days ago in this courtroom, I don't
recall your having any such memory

problems. Your Honor.

Due to my situation, I'm on extensive
medication.

Vincristine, prednisone, codeine,
dalmaine, clonidine.

With the court's permission, would you
explain to us what some of these drugs

are?

Vincristine and prednisone are
chemotherapy drugs.

Codeine is for pain, and dalmaine is a
tranquilizer.

Well, forgive my ignorance, but might
some of these drugs cause drowsiness,

impaired memory, perhaps occasional
confusion?

Yes, they would.

They do.

Well, then is it possible that some of
your prior testimony might render

unreliable under these circumstances?

Yes.

I'm just not as clear on the events of
that evening as I thought I was.

If this sudden loss of memory is your
way of refusing to supply testimony, I

must warn you, Miss Moore, you are once
again in contempt of this court.

I'm sorry.

Your Honor, move for a continuance. I
want to confer with the witness.

It won't help.

Approach, Spencer, Your Honor.

Approach.

Motion. Motion for dismissal, Your
Honor, due to the unreliability of the

complaining witness.

Objection, Your Honor. She's clearly
feigning memory loss to avoid

There's that possibility, Mr. Gould,
but...

Whichever the case, you're not going to
be able to make this case stick with an

uncooperative witness.

I see no choice but to dismiss. If the
DA can talk to the witness and urge her

cooperation, the people are then, of
course, free to refile charges at that

time. Thank you, Your Honor.

There is no cause for smiling,
Counselor.

Step back.

Defendants will not be held to answer
due to insufficiency of evidence.

This court is adjourned until 9 a .m.
tomorrow morning. What's happening?

It's over.

There's no case.

Go home.

What about her threats?

She said she'd blow us away.

You deserve to die.

Did you hear that?

That's a threat. What's going on here?

She ought to be arrested for that.

I'll have the turbo, sauce on the side,
nothing to start.

Monsieur?

Cold chicken plate, nothing to start.

Monsieur? How much is the warm lobster?

$16. And the pasta?

$11. Okay.

That's $27. That's okay? You seem
concerned about the cost of lunch, Mr.

Cifuentes. Well, Doug, the way I figure
it, with the wine and all, this lunch

has got to go $250, $300, which ain't a
lot compared to what you probably paid

for your suit.

Until you figure that that suit's going
to last you a couple of years, maybe

more. But by tomorrow, lunch is sewage.

You get my point, Doug? I'm afraid it
escapes me. I think Victor's curious

the value that we place on his services
relative to food and clothing. Assuming

he's invited to join us. Right.

Confuming that.

Tell us your background, Victor.

Well, I'm a local boy.

East L .A.

High school. A couple of years in the
Army.

Cal State Northridge.

Glendale College of Law in Glendale.

Four years with the PD's office.

And why the law?

Lots of reasons.

Make a living.

Give something back, you know.

Do a little good for the people.

That's what you were doing the other day
in court with all that mambo about

being denied access to your client.

Hey, man, you do what you gotta do.

The bottom line is the dude's not gonna
do time. He's going into a program. The

dude is a hype. And 20 bucks says you're
gonna wind up dead in an alley

somewhere with a needle sticking out of
his arm. You don't know that.

If you could do any kind of law,

What kind would it be?

Pro bono stuff.

Class actions, immigration stuff, Indian
affairs.

Like that. If you come with us, assuming
that Mike wants you, we'll do

everything we can to accommodate your
needs.

You've been in the PD's office for a
long time now.

Maybe you want to stretch a little.

You mean like you did with the Ferguson
kid?

Cheap shot.

Yeah?

Well, the fact is, you don't want me to
do no pro bono. And you sure ain't

looking for a little third world color
to brighten up your office decor. What I

do think is that you're tired of picking
up the snails yourself.

So you're bringing in the Mexican
gardener to do it for you.

Well, I think you've made your position
quite clear.

Yeah.

I guess I have.

Gentlemen.

Nice. Very nice offices you ladies have
here. Very nice indeed.

Thank you, Mr. Messman. Nice. Nice
touch, this. Very, very feminine.

I don't mean to be rude, but you said on
the phone that you had an offer to

propose? Yes, I've discussed the matter
with my superiors. Now, of course,

without admitting or implying any
liability on our part, but merely in

recognition of the potential
litigiousness of this matter, we feel a

might be appropriate at this time.

I frankly think any settlement would be
premature until after Mrs. Robinson

undergoes surgery tomorrow, but I'm
willing to listen.

Let me add that this offer in no way
admits or infers any causal connection

between Mrs. Robinson's failing to seek
treatment nine months ago and her

condition today. Your reservations are
duly noted, Mr. Messman. Now, what was

the number you had in mind?

Twenty -five thousand.

Plus reasonable hospital, medical, and
surgical bills, of course.

We might be willing to go to 50 if she
dies.

Well?

My law clerk has made a notation of your
offer in the file.

Thank you, and good day. Wait a minute.
What kind of number did you have in

mind? One with at least two more zeros
at the end.

This is a black woman, a domestic.

She's a caterer.

and I don't know what her color has to
do with it. I'm offering her more money

than she probably earns in an entire
year. Before you turn your nose up at

I'd advise you to think twice.

Once was more than sufficient.

Good day.

You think you're pretty smart with your
fancy law degree. Well, we'll see just

how smart you are when you have to take
this to a jury.

Trust me, juries don't like bulldozing,
chop -busting, butch lady lawyers any

better than I do.

Thank you for sharing that insight with
me, Mr. Mestman.

Once again, I must decline your offer,
but I do appreciate your coming in.

Have a nice day.

Less than honest, if I didn't tell you
for the record, how deeply disappointed

my client is that after hammering out
this settlement in good faith, we find

ourselves in such a clearly adversarial
proceeding.

Oh, it was hammered out all right. We're
just not so sure about the good faith

part. We offered alimony for six years
at $1 ,500 per month.

And child support will like a month.

Further, after the sale of their jointly
owned home, one half of the net

proceeds, plus all the furniture,
silver, and art. I've read the menu,

Please don't kid a kidder.

This woman, the mother of Mr. Graham's
two young children, has been deceived.

This woman did you no harm, sir. She was
true to her vows. As was Mr. Graham.

Oh, please.

You might want to browse these.

How did you get these?

You miserable, you lying scum.

You said there was no one else.

Counselor, now who's kidding whom?

This is California.

The fact that Mr. Graham has a lady
friend is of no relevance whatsoever.

This is what it's all about, isn't it?

The fact that I have a loving and close
relationship.

Close? You ought to be sued for
practicing medicine without a license.

And you won't be happy until you've made
me pay.

I'm the one being made to pay here, you
lowlife degenerate! Lydia, Lydia, Lydia,

Lydia. Lydia, calm, calm down. Come on,
come on, come on. Come on, sweetheart.

You punishing bitch!

You can't stand that I could be happy
with another woman, can you?

Forgetting momentarily this...

Invasion of privacy issue. What is the
point of this ugliness?

Other than to unnecessarily inflame an
already overheated situation.

Mr. Graham has lied to his wife. We have
reason to believe he's lied about other

matters of a financial nature as well.

You're spraying.

We're prepared to subpoena your records
if we have to. Go ahead.

But while we bury each other in
paperwork, how's she going to support

Get a job?

She couldn't get paid for the only thing
she's qualified to do. She's not good

enough. You!

Mr. Graham,

we have reason

to believe that you are daily in
violation of the criminal code. You deal

stolen auto parts.

You regularly engage in insurance fraud
that you do not declare cash

transaction. You'd better be prepared to
defend yourself in a slander suit, sir.

As I recall, truth is a complete
defense.

I have here, signed and notarized after
David, from one of our private

investigators, Ms. Angela Cipriano,
stating that on such and such a day,

blah, blah, blah, blah, she'd move on to
your premises to discuss repairs of her

badly damaged automobile.

At which time, after carefully
inspecting said damages, Mr. Barry

personally proposed an exchange for a
cash payment that he would... Let's see

that.

If you can prove any of this, why don't
you go to the police?

Hold it just a minute.

What are we talking about here?

Talking about grief, Mr. Graham.

Yours, your wife's, your children's.

We're talking about fairness.

But mainly, Mr. Graham, we're talking
about money.

Chew on those numbers, you impotent
piece of snot.

Brock, I want to type this up. Let's
messenger it up to Glazer for his and

Graham's signature, okay? Right away.

Can I get you anything, Mrs. Graham?

Glass of wine?

Coffee?

A new tissue?

I'm fine, thank you.

Well, I guess we socked it to him pretty
good, huh?

I think what you did was despicable.

I'll never be able to look at him again
with any kind of respect or affection.

Lydia, you came in here looking for
somebody to do your dirty laundry. What

you expect?

Well, it stinks.

Well, dirty laundry usually does. It's
messy and it's nasty and it churns up a

whole lot of goo, but...

It's a hell of a lot more civilized and
a hell of a lot more lucrative than

putting a bullet between his ears. It's
also easy for you.

Just knock it to him and get the money.

Well, I lost my life.

My children lost a family.

And there's no amount of money that
would compensate for that.

You gonna give it back?

Lydia, maybe you hate me today.

That's understandable.

But... Two weeks from now, you're going
to be recommending me to a friend.

Two months from now, you'll be inviting
me over for dinner.

I think I'd rather face four hours of
root canal.

What are you supposed to wear to this
party? I have a very simple little blue

silk. Fine.

Suit and tie for Jim. Yeah. Just think
of it as a funeral. You can't go wrong.

See you tonight.

Yeah.

I need money.

Go talk to your father. You talk to him.

He canceled my credit cards, my bank
account.

Fat slob. What the hell does he think he
is?

I can't help you. I'm sorry. I need
money.

I gotta get out of L .A.

You can leave.

They're going to violate your probation.
Well, then you fix it with my probation

officer.

Take your hands off.

All right, look.

I'm a little strung out, okay?

I'm a lot strung out.

But you better fix this thing for me or
someone's going to get hurt.

That's not too smart.

Not smart?

You deserve to die.

You heard it.

You deserve to die.

That crazy broad's looking to kill me,
man.

And the gun also violates your
probation.

Oh, at least being dead.

How much money you got?

Not the kind you need.

Give me what you got.

I'll pay you back.

All right.

Why don't you give me the gun?

How about you fix things with my
probation officer, huh?

I did my job. You did yours. That's the
way the

system works.

The system's down.

We have citizens behind locked doors.

The last guys on the streets.

What went on in that courtroom was a
joke.

Those animals did it and they walked.

I wish he'd blown away.

I'd buy a gun.

You're a real drag, Lester.

I'm going.

Good. I don't want to be seen hanging
out with you.

By the way,

Justin Preggerson's got a carry permit
for a pearl -handled .38 revolver, will

you?

Well,

it's curious.

Good night, Lester.

Morality has to be

I didn't think you high -paid types
worked this late.

Well, I'm expecting a phone call from a
client who's about to be erected.

Is this a circle visit?

No.

I, uh, always fail, I bet.

What's this for?

My hype.

They found him a couple hours ago in an
alley with a needle stuck in his arm.

Plus, I owe you an apology. I was way
out of line at lunch.

Forget it.

Where I come from, guys like you were
always the enemy.

I don't know, somehow just even having
the lunch was like selling out.

Well, the job's still there if you want
it.

Yeah.

I can't see me running around here in no
great suit.

You can hide.

You guys weren't just blowing smoke
about doing some pro bono, were you?

Lawyers? Blow smoke?

I'm serious, man.

I'll make a deal with you.

You work for six weeks, full associate
status.

You don't like it for any reason, take a
bus. No questions asked.

It would have to be a two -way street.
Six weeks and I ain't cutting it. You

have the right to throw my butt right
out the door.

Well, that sounds fair.

Deal? Oh, Mama.

Deal.

Ten to one, the aforementioned client.

Who's that?

Yeah, I'm listening.

What are we looking at here?

A lot of junk charges.

In your serious category, we got
resisting, assaulting a police officer,

possession of narcotics to wit, a white
powdery substance resembling cocaine,

and possession of a concealed weapon.

Just the whole setup?

And we'll be sure to point that out to
the district attorney.

Most of these charges are bogus.

They're just used for bargaining
purposes.

You're automatically violated on the
code for this, and you'll go away on

one alone.

Hey, either we're rolling the same
order, or you just get the hell out of

boat!

If I hold on... What am I looking at
here?

Six to eight minimum.

Maybe we offer him a deal.

You don't have anything to offer?

What about Dollar and Garcia?

What about them?

They did the rape.

I testified to it.

We just dropped all the other stuff.

You did the rape too?

Sure.

Yeah.

It was three of us.

It was their idea.

Are you prepared to do time on that
charge?

Depends.

See what kind of deal you're willing to
cut.

I'll be back to you on that.

As soon as everyone has seen my face, we
can get out of here and maybe go get a

little pasta.

This is okay.

Is anyone here in the business?

George Lucas.

Come on.

Francis Ford Coppola.

Shh.

Steven Spielberg.

Get out of here.

April, honey, why don't you go get
yourself a drink and work the party?

And I'll catch up to you.

Excuse us?

What's your problem?

Very classy. I hope you asked her for a
medical certificate.

Lisa, if you're going to be an associate
at this firm, you and I can't be seen

on dates together.

I'll come by your place.

What time?

As early as I can.

I need the door open.

I promised to wake you.

You've got great leverage over there
with that Lewis tax audit.

What, to hold him up in a partnership?

You're damn right.

They'll keep you back from a mole until
you're 80 if you let them get away with

it. I don't know, Ann. You know, I'm not
unhappy with things the way they are.

Hi. Hi.

I'm sorry to interrupt. Don't worry. I
just want to talk to Celia Robinson.

I'm going to be pulling for her, and
I'll be there tomorrow when she comes

of surgery.

Right at her bedside. Isn't that just
awe -inspiring?

You know, I'll bet if she spent half as
much time in bed with me as she does

with this damn client, we might even
have a marriage.

Do it, Marco. Act healthy.

This is my husband, Jim.

Racist. I beg your pardon? I thought
that's how you lawyer types talk.

But I would know being a mere unemployed
househusband.

Jim.

That's not embarrassing.

That's embarrassing.

I'm sorry.

He's just had a little too much to
drink.

Can we

please not talk business?

Sorry. Celia Robbins is 35 years old.

She's going into surgery tomorrow and
she may not come out of it.

And I'm 35 years old and maybe I'll live
past tomorrow.

Let's face it, none of us gets out of
here alive.

You don't think you're being a little
morbid, right? Yes, I am being a little

morbid. You know how many of these
damned annuals I've been to?

Five. Six.

Exactly. You and I, we spend our lives
every day of every week of every year

doing this crap.

my real life is going to start.

Only this is it.

And damn it, bottom line, I'm not happy.

Are you happy, Stuart?

I'm not unhappy.

That's not good enough.

When's the last time you made love to a
woman?

Honey, come on. I think it's kind of
personal.

Yes, when?

You had to go to the supermarket and buy
with your TV dinner, you know.

When?

I am. Look at me. I am what I am.

I'm short.

No, believe me, I'm short. You can't
tell from where you stand, but I'm

And I don't do nautilus or anything.

I'm not sexy.

And I bruise easily.

I'm like being turned down.

Good. So you're safe.

We're all so safe here.

What?

You heard me.

Are you bombed?

Don't sell yourself short.

I've had a few, but I'm not bombed.

Will you?

If you think about it, it's not
really... Thinking is the last thing I

do. Come home with me.

Conference was held in chambers earlier
this afternoon, amongst and between the

defendants, their attorneys, and the
representative from the DA's office.

Based on my understanding of the facts
in this matter and the apparent problems

of proof, it is appropriate to reach a
pretrial disposition.

Mr. Ferguson, do you wish to waive your
constitutional right and enter a plea of

guilty at this time to Penal Code
Section 245?

Yeah.

Guilty. Mr. Dollar?

Guilty. Mr. Garcia?

Guilty.

Does counsel join in these pleas and
waivers?

Yes, Your Honor. Yes, Your Honor.

Very well. Defendant's plea of guilty is
accepted with an indicated sentence of

18 months in the state prison facility
at Vacaville. Formal sentencing set in

Department 145, September 19th, 9 a .m.
This court is adjourned.

I know that as things go, 18 months is
not a very long time.

As things go, it's a lot better than
nothing.

Look.

Here's my card.

If you ever need a lawyer.

If you need a friend, please don't
hesitate to call.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night, honey.

How'd it go?

Well, three of them copped a single
counts of assault.

How much time did they pull?

Not much.

Eighteen months.

I suspect young Ferguson is going to
find out more about the crime of rape in

those eighteen months than he bargained
for.

I suspect him right.

Word is, you were doing the
prosecution's job.

Well, I let the cops know he was a
ticking bomb. They did the rest.

That's a pretty thin line, ethics -wise.

If I stepped over it, which, by the way,
I don't think I did, I'll live with it.

I'm having dinner with Martin Garber.

Care to join?

Ah, a path. I've got a mountain of work
I've got to do.

But what it's worth.

I might argue your ethics in this case,
but I admire your conscience.

There's more?

He said if I needed a friend... Come on
in.

Hey, um... I'm...