All language subtitles for LA Law s01e14 The Douglas Fur Ball

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I don't take computer fraud lightly,
Counselor.

Your client accessed the records of the
telephone company and deleted all his

friends' phone bills.

That young man is in love with you.

Come on.

I probably shouldn't say this.

Don't hate me for it.

I think I love you.

Mr. Cromwell, it's tragic that the pilot
and those five passengers died, and I

don't doubt that we all sympathize with
their families. But the fact remains,

this tragedy was not your fault.

I'm very attracted to you.

I should tell you, George, that I'm
involved with someone.

Look, I'm trying not to overreact to
this or anything, but I... I'm jealous

this guy.

Your Honor, I have reason to believe
that one of my witnesses has lied on the

stand. You're no virgin, Mr. Cusack.

Witnesses lie on the stand every day.

I'm unwilling to proceed, Your Honor.

You're in contempt of court. Bailiff,
take Mr. Cusack into custody.

Before we get started, who's got a tan
Bjork with California plate number 1 -E

-O -H -1 -O -1?

Um, that's me, Your Honor.

Uh, is there something wrong?

You might say that. You're parked in my
spot.

Well, what are you looking at me for?
You're holding up a courtroom full of

people. Go and move your car.

Stan, put my cover. It's supposed to be.

Clerk, call the first case.

Kuzak versus Superior Court.

Be seated.

I have a feeling I know why you're here,
Leland. You are no doubt going to

demonstrate to me the error of my ways
as you've done so many times in the

Am I right?

Not I, Your Honor.

I have a writ from the Court of Appeals
ordering you to instruct the jailer to

release Michael Cusack forthwith.

Well, now, Mackenzie Brackman certainly
takes care of his people.

Okay, you've got your Mr. Cusack back.

He might benefit from your tutelage on
proper conduct of a criminal trial.

And since I don't recall your ever
having been reticent about imparting

wisdom to others, I'm sure that's just
what you received.

As of right now, I'm unaware of any
misconduct on Mr. Cusack's part.

Are you saying I exceeded my authority
in some way? Are you implying that I was

in error by punishing Mr. Cusack for
contempt?

I believe the Court of Appeals has
spoken on that issue, Your Honor.

Does this writ say anywhere that I was
in error?

I take that to be the import of it.

Leland, you're a wizard of ambiguity,
you know that?

You can turn a phrase that creeps on cat
feet up to the edge of being definite,

then turns and disappears without
leaving a trace.

Now, I'm going to do something that I
dare say no one has ever done to you

before. I'm going to ask you a question.

And if you give me anything other than a
one -word answer, the two possible

choices being yes and no, I'm going to
cite you for contempt of court, or

someone else is going to have to come
down here and get the both of you out.

Now, my question is, does this writ say
anywhere that I was an error?

No.

Good.

Then what we have?

is a case of the Court of Appeals
exercising their authority differently

exercise mine.

This isn't the first time that's
happened. I'm sure it won't be the last.

Release Cusack.

It's always a pleasure to see you,
Leland.

Take the day, pal.

He's all yours.

Well, the court officer instructs the
gentleman who's reading his newspaper

this isn't a bus station.

Michael, how did it feel?

You know how when American hostages are
released, they usually take them to a U

.S. Air Force base in West Germany so
they can get checked out, sort of

decompressed before going home?

Uh -huh. Well, what I need right now is
for us to go to a comfortable,

professionally run hotel.

Take ourselves a room, order up a bunch
of room service so I can get checked

out, and then undergo a concentrated
regimen of physiological rehabilitation.

Okay.

Gracie.

Gracie, were you faithful to me while I
was in prison?

I tried, Mickey, but...

Two days is an awful long time.

Hey, where were you?

Just analyzing some data. You don't want
to be late to a sentencing hearing,

Andrew. It sends out the wrong kind of
message. Yeah, but this wasn't just any

data. I mean, I was completing a crash
course in Judge John Englander.

I don't follow.

Based on a correlation of incidents and
variance analysis, I can expect to be

sentenced to six months summary
probation and 80 hours of community

Yeah, well, I hope you're right, but I
think you could be looking at a year.

No way. I plotted the judge's sentencing
record against the standard deviation

curve. It's an X -Y kind of thing. Now,
the projection is based upon a defendant

who is a white male, age 17 to 22, from
a middle to upper middle income group

with no prior convictions and a felony
which entailed no violence.

What about for non -white?

Well, if you're talking about the Ortega
case, I'd be concerned.

If you want, I can do an analysis for
you.

And so, based on a careful examination
of the report and the recommendation

submitted to me, and based on the fact
that this is a first offense, and the

defendant appears to be keeping to the
straight and narrow, I believe no

would be served by incarceration.

Instead, I sentence the defendant,
Andrew Putnam,

To six months summary probation and 80
hours community service.

Don't disappoint me, young man.

That's fine. We'll see you at 4 o
'clock. Thank you.

Oh, boy. Douglas, what happened?

I broke my ankle playing racquetball.

Here, let me help you. That's quite all
right.

I've got to start getting used to these
things.

The doctor says I'll be hobbling around
for the next six weeks.

Are you in a lot of pain?

What do you think?

Thanks, Victor.

And how is our jailbird?

Did his absence this morning mean we
failed in securing his release from the

pokey? He's out, and he's taking the
day. Well, as soon as he's recuperated,

want him to jump this Cromwell
situation.

Actually, Douglas, I don't think we're
going to need him. In all deference to

your good labors in this matter, trial
date will be upon us sooner than we

think, and we need to bring our best
litigator up to speed. I'm on top of it,

Douglas. George Cromwell trusts me. We
have an excellent rapport.

And in my opinion, he'd object to having
another litigator brought in this deep

in the case.

Don't you think you're being a little
proprietary, Ann?

I mean, I think that's something for
George Cromwell to decide, don't you

Excuse me?

I just think that if Michael has his
decks cleared, he should jump into the

fray. If Ann feels confident and in
control of her case, I think we should

her alone.

Thank you, Leland.

People versus Ortega.

Yeah, my client's charge is knocking
over a bar.

People versus Putnam.

Six months summary probation and
community service.

As an aside, my compliments to the young
genius. Our phone system is finally

working the way it's supposed to.

Richard's in a state.

Notice of elections filed.

Morning.

Mr. Heidegger. I hope we didn't drag you
out of bed.

Is there a problem?

I didn't have any appointments this
morning.

And why is that?

Nobody gave me any.

And that's your understanding of the job
description?

Dribbling your time away like a doofus?

collecting in excess of $1 ,000 a week,
waiting for someone to throw busy work

your way? Hey, I'm sorry.

Well, if there's nothing more, we're
adjourned.

Hey, Randy, I need a great handkerchief.

Probably. What the hell is there?

Bragman, that's me.

I have some papers for you. My assistant
can see you're provided with the

necessary acknowledgement of service.

No good, Chief. This goes to you direct.

The summons.

Hmm?

I'm sorry.

I was out of line.

It's definitely way out of line. I have
no right stepping on your professional

life like that.

I really appreciate your recognizing
that, Stuart.

Ann.

Ann.

I know this isn't very cool of me to
admit or anything, but I've just become

like a basket case ever since you got
involved with this guy.

Stuart, there is no involvement.

And maybe we can talk later, but right
now, if you'll excuse me, I have a

meeting to prepare for.

Arnold, just so you know, I didn't start
it.

Oh, boy.

Let the chips fall where they may.

I didn't plan it.

I didn't mean for it to happen.

But now that it has, now that Sheila's
taken the first step, so be it. What

brought this on?

She found out I was having an affair.

You? The truth is...

I'd been having a little fling with a
low -impact aerobics instructor from

del Rey. We were on our way to her
apartment when the little vixen said

something particularly provocative.

I tried to take a shortcut to her front
door and... I didn't break my ankle

playing racquetball.

I broke it hurtling a hedge.

She took me to the hospital.

And some idiot in the billing
department... called to confirm my

coverage. Sheila came racing down to the
emergency room and found Shannon

holding my hand.

How committed is she to the idea of
divorce?

Who cares? I just as soon hold her to
it. That's now, Douglas.

But when you've had a chance to think
about it a little, I'm sure you'll agree

divorce is a pretty drastic solution to
any problems you and Sheila are having.

And I think a drastic solution may be
just what the doctor ordered.

17 years of trudging home to Sheila
night after night?

By nine o 'clock, we've eaten. The small
talk's over. She's in bed.

I've had a stiff belt of Maalox, and I'm
drowsing on the living room couch,

still bloated from dinner.

I'm looking to cut loose a little.

Fatten up the old address book?

I want to see 20 girls naked in the
coming year.

I guess I want to live the life of
Becker.

I guess I have had my share.

You've had mine as well.

Trust me, it's not always the thrill you
think it is.

I'd like to be the judge of that.

Look, Douglas, you can do whatever you
want, but I've got to tell you, a

will not be painless.

Besides the emotional anguish which
you're going to go through, and believe

you will go through it, Sheila is in a
position to wreak absolute havoc with

this firm.

You think she'd go after the
partnership?

Count on it.

You can also count on the probability of
a claim on all future earnings if she

can show a substantial contribution to
your legal education.

Oh, my God.

That's horrible.

It's not a pretty picture.

So you think we're being a little
precipitous?

After 17 years, I don't think one little
deep knee bend with an aerobics

instructor is reason for divorce. No.

It's easy for you to say.

Look, let me arrange a conference with
Sheila and her attorney with the idea of

maybe reconciling your differences.

And if we need to, we'll play hardball
later on.

I leave it up to you to guide me,
Arnold.

How's the decompression coming?

Decompression largely complete.

Serenity's sitting in.

Michael, just what happened to you in
jail this weekend?

A lot.

I don't want to make it sound like I'm
back from 18 years in Siberia, but it

a hell of an experience.

Lying there on a cot, guys yelling, bars
clanging.

I got to see the world through Sid
Herzberg's eyes.

I actually began to feel the despair
that he felt.

How he had to kill himself to get out of
his own prison. How I had to go to

prison to find out and understand how
really free I am.

So we're done with Sid now?

Sid's history?

We can get on with our lives?

Yeah. Good.

Because all this stuff about seeing the
world through Sid's eyes scares the poo

out of me.

If Sid's eyes saw what mine do now, they
would never have seen the world the

way they did.

You're the best thing that ever happened
to me, Gracie.

And I guess I can thank him for showing
me how lucky I am to have you.

Then here's to Sid.

Mackenzie Brackman. Can you hold them
all?

Yes, ma 'am.

Marlena. Let me transfer you. Morris.

Got a few minutes for an old classmate?
Oh, yeah. What brings you here?

Well, for starters, I'd like to
apologize for my behavior, which I know

bit rash.

Incarcerating an attorney without
granting a stay is more than a bit rash.

Perhaps.

But if my judgment was clouded, Lilla,
it's just that my job has rendered me a

little short of temper lately.

I'm getting out.

What?

After some 25 years on the bench?

There's no satisfaction anymore.

What few rewards there are don't seem to
be particularly sustaining.

When you walked into my courtroom this
morning, I suddenly saw all the things

that had passed me by, including the
money I must have paid.

I'm sure you'll have no trouble.

The firms in town will start a feeding
frenzy over a superior court, Judge.

Actually, Leland, I'm here to give you
first bite.

You want to work here?

I think you know that I wouldn't be
approaching you if I wasn't damn certain

that I had a contribution to make.

Well, I have no doubt about that, but we
are a very small firm.

And I can help you grow.

I've made a lot of connections in my
years, Leland.

I can be very valuable.

Naturally, this is something I'd have to
take up with the other partners.

Oh, I understand completely.

And if it helps in any way, you could
tell Mike Cusack I'll be willing to have

my name come after his.

You could also tell him I'm sorry.

I'll pass that on.

Hi. Oh, hi, Andrew.

How'd it go?

Unsupervised probation and some
community service.

Oh, great.

So actually, what I was thinking, what I
was hoping, I'd like you to have dinner

with me tomorrow.

I don't know.

To celebrate.

You know, I already made the
reservation.

Please.

Well... Do you like French food? You'll
love this place.

I'll pick you up at 7 .30, okay?

Okay.

Great. That's great.

Some enchanted evening?

Stop. What was I supposed to do?

And the bar was closed at this time.

Well, I didn't think anybody was there
until I come out the kitchen and see the

cash register busted open.

And that guy running away with the
money.

Let the record reflect that the witness
has again indicated the defendant,

Francisco Ortega, your witness.

Thank you.

When the police arrived, you told them
that you couldn't identify the suspect,

didn't you?

Well, I didn't think I could until I saw
him in the lineup.

Did you know, sir, that Mr. Ortega was
sitting on a stool in your bar two

before the robbery?

I didn't know that until the district
attorney told me.

Tell me something, Mr. Simpson.

If you were serving a guy for a three
-hour period, and then you saw him two

nights later, he'd look familiar,
wouldn't he?

Objection. Hypothetical.

Overruled. Isn't it possible, sir, that
you recognized my client because he was

the customer in your bar, that when you
saw him in the lineup, the only thing

that triggered in your mind was that you
had seen him before?

He's the man I saw with the money.

The kitchen door and the exit are at
opposite ends.

If he was running away when you first
came in, you couldn't see his face. I

him from the side. The side? He was
headed in the opposite direction. You

his back.

I had an angle from the side.

And you testified that when you first
saw him, He was just at the door. So at

best, we are talking about a two or
three second look from the side.

Something like that.

Mr. Simpson, I have no doubt that you
are an honest man.

I want you to tell me if the following
scenario is possible.

Okay? Just if it's possible.

You walk into a room and you see a man
running out the door.

You really don't get a good look at his
face. It's all happening so fast.

The police come and you tell them that
you really are not going to be able to

identify who did it.

But when they take you down to the
station, they show you a face that you

seen before.

And you say to yourself, that must be
him.

It's possible, isn't it, Mr. Simpson?

Anything's possible.

Thank you, sir.

No further questions.

Your Honor, this is outrageous.

Counsel is asking for summary judgment
when there are substantial questions of

material fact.

I'm asking for judgment only on the
second and third causes of action, Your

Honor, which go to design defect only.
Which is a big part of our case. Counsel

is so big, he didn't come up with a
single fact in support of it. Miss

So big, they didn't file any affidavits
or exhibits which would indicate

anything defective in that plane. I must
agree, Mr. McLeish, that the evidence

in support of the allegations contained
in the second and third causes of action

is rather thin.

Have you got anything else?

Your Honor, I have submitted numerous
affidavits which go to the sophisticated

nature of the craft.

Such sophistication rendering it
virtually inoperable by the deceased.

Which goes only to the negligence theory
in the first cause of action, Your

Honor, and has nothing whatever to do
with the question of design defect.

She's got you, sir. I'm going to sustain
you on the first cause of action. But

as to the second and third, there is
simply no genuine issue of material

I disagree.

Judgment in favor of defendant as to the
second and third causes of action.

Counsel for both sides should prepare to
proceed to trial on the first cause of

action only.

Thank you both.

Brilliant.

I still can't believe it. You were just
great.

Yes, that'll be fine, thank you.

I felt pretty good.

You were better than that.

You were all the champion I could have
wanted.

Well, we haven't won yet.

That's all right.

Your argument alone deserves a
celebration.

At least it had the desired effect.

Speaking of which, I'd like to tell you
the effect that watching you in action

had on me.

I intend to involve Mackenzie Brackman
in the affairs of Cromwell Aviation more

than I originally intended.

See, we're planning an acquisition next
year, and I've been told that there's a

possibility we could be involved in some
antitrust problems.

I'd like it if you would navigate.

Well, there are a couple of people at
the firm with very solid antitrust

experience.

Ann, I'd like you to know something.

As far as I'm concerned, McKenzie
Brackman, well, it's you.

You shouldn't take your lawyer out like
this before the case is over.

I'm glad I don't have to be in court in
the morning. I'm sure you do just fine.

You show a lot of faith in me, I've got
to say that.

Complete faith.

It's appreciated.

It's well earned.

Thank you for dinner.

Thank you for the company.

When were you planning on saying
something to me?

Around the time the two of you took a
long weekend together in Paris?

Stuart, could we possibly do this later?

Save the continuance of this recording,
okay?

Okay, Stuart.

There's obviously a series of burning
questions that you're afraid to ask. So

let me answer them.

Yes, he does have a romantic interest in
me. No, that doesn't bother me

particularly.

And no, I haven't slept with him.

So far.

You gonna sleep with him in the future?

You know, the fact that you feel
compelled to ask that question means

have a problem, you and I. But the
problem isn't George Cromwell. No.

No,

George Cromwell is just a guy that you
kissed last night.

What? I saw you, Ann.

You spied on me?

I started out just waiting.

Waiting for what?

Waiting for you to come home.

You knew I went out to dinner with him.
And does dinner necessarily entail

coming home drunk?

Forgive me, Ann. The last time I saw
you, that plow, you went to bed with me

you didn't even remember it. I will not
be made to feel like a slut because I

had dinner with my client.

And I will not tolerate your spying on
me.

I'm jealous, Ann.

Forgive me. I'm jealous. Is that a big
sin where you come from?

You're more than jealous.

The problem you have with George
Cromwell is entirely in your mind.

If he didn't exist, you'd think of
something else.

Wrong.

Because you could have shut him down.

And you didn't.

You let him wonder.

And you let him hope.

You let a man.

You let him kiss you.

What was I supposed to do, Stuart?

Punch out his lights?

Stop smothering me.

We have gone from friendship to
courtship to total domesticity so fast I

like I can't breathe.

You are the sweetest man that I've ever
met, Stuart.

But you are also the neediest.

Well, maybe you need somebody a little
less needy.

Now, I'd like to report happily that his
basketball season is over.

Mr. Heidegger has been prevailed upon to
tender his long overdue resignation.

So, if there's nothing more, Arnold and
I are expected across town.

I have one more piece of business.

Judge Morris Hood of Superior Court has
approached me with the news that he's

looking to retire from the bench and
he'd like to join this firm.

Are you kidding?

Wait a minute.

This is the same guy that threw Mike in
the slam?

Yeah, Morris and I have known each other
since law school. He is a seasoned

jurist. And there's no doubt he can make
a contribution here.

Wait a minute. Are you telling us that
you've already invited him?

I told him that I would air it with the
members of the firm.

So I now throw it open to you.

Absolutely not.

Quite apart from the personality
conflicts which will inevitably result.

The fact is, this firm needs more foot
soldiers.

The last thing we need is another
general.

Yeah, I agree. I think we ought to
reject him simply out of solidarity to

Besides which, this is definitely not
the time, earnings -wise, to take on

another profit participant.

What are your feelings about it, Leland?

At the present, I would rather not say.

Whatever you do say can and will be used
against you by somebody sometime.

You brought it up. You've got to have
feelings one way or the other.

Knowing him for as long as you have,
you're in the best position to guide us,

Leland.

I think that's exactly what he's doing,
Douglas.

Oh, Morris, surely you can understand
that I'm under serious constraints here.

What my firm is in need of is
associates, not partners.

That's just a hard economic fact.

Why didn't you offer me a position as an
associate in that case?

Oh, come on. Why not?

Were you afraid I'd accept?

I'm no more about to become your
employer than you are mine.

If you and I were to have an
association, I wouldn't think of doing

anything other than a partnership basis.

Oh, the ways that exist for telling
someone no. The ways in which I've heard

My hands are tied, Morris. I wish it had
been up to me. I've got bigger things

in mind for you, Morris.

Play ball on this one, Morris. There's a
federal judgeship in it for you.

If you were coming in at any other time,
I'm sure the others could have been

persuaded. If you wanted me, you could
have done it now.

But once you decided against me, it was
a dead issue as far as anyone else was

concerned. Let's face it, Leland.

You're afraid of the competition a
presence like mine would generate.

I'm not afraid of competition, Morris.

The truth is, I have no reason to expect
your temperament as attorney to be any

more to my liking than your temperament
as a judge.

But I've watched kids out of school two,
three years come before me making more

money than I'll ever see. You're damn
right my temperament can get a little

nasty. No, damn it. There's more to this
than money.

Well, one time there was.

My ambition ran to politics.

When the Democrats lost the State House
in 66, that ambition became a drawer

full of mementos and a foul cabinet full
of failure that sits next to the water

heater in my basement.

They gave me a parking place next to the
courthouse. They let me sit on the dais

at dinners, but they told me superior
court is as far as I go.

I don't care if it doesn't live up to
your lofty ideals, ideals you can so

easily afford to indulge in. My dreams
have been broken. What I want is the

money.

That's mine.

I realize that an expensive lunch is
only proper form for telling someone

thanks, but no thanks.

And while I don't want to appear
ungracious or unappreciative of the

and the largesse, thanks, but no thanks.

This way, gentlemen.

Thank you.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Lisa.

Where's Alvin? I'll be handling the
preliminary stages of this case.

I didn't even know that you worked here.

Shall we get started?

I read a copy of your settlement offer,
and I was wondering if I could take a

look at your copy.

Why do you want to see our copy?

I think there may be some pages missing
for a moment.

Pages missing?

Yes, I didn't see anything in there
about the partnership.

I assumed it was a clerical error.

What were you expecting to see about the
partnership, Lisa?

Mr. Brackman is a managing partner with
vested interests in all income earned by

your firm.

Before we even begin serious
discussions, I need to see financial

going back nine years or co -terminus
with his being made partner.

Don't you think that might be a little
premature?

Particularly in light of the fact that
Mr. Brackman feels extreme remorse about

this entire matter. I would very much
like to explore the possibility of a

reconciliation with Mrs. Brackman, in
spite of the circumstances.

It's nice to see you, Sheila. I have
advised my client to resist any attempt

reconciliation. Have you advised your
client as well of the fact that you have

personal axe to grind with me?

Mr. Becker must be referring to an
extremely brief romantic incident in

were both involved.

You apparently mistake ambition for
romance.

But that's not surprising.

Coming from someone whose only passion
is scrambling up on the backs of others.

How would you know what my passion is? I
never displayed any of it to you.

Oh, what was it?

Make -believe?

Bad or pity.

There's something so desperate about
you, Becker. The way you always fuss

your clothes and your car and your
condo.

Who's more desperate than you, Lisa?

Oh, you're fairly young now, but in a
few years you're going to be clutching

a box of saltines late at night trying
to figure out how it is that you managed

to wind up so all alone.

And where will you be, I wonder?

Probably tucked in bed somewhere with
the largest collection of pornographic

videotapes in West L .A. You'll lull
yourself to sleep with the images of

strangers on the screen.

Young ones, Arnie. The younger, the
better. And you watching them, fat,

out, and bald.

Excuse me.

Whose divorce is this?

Sheila, I can't help feeling that this
is getting away from us.

That's what usually happens when you
start trying to jump over another

bushes. I had an affair.

These things happen.

I have no doubt that there are
consequences to that.

You better believe it, mister.

I'm willing to try to patch things up.

Well, maybe I'm not.

And it has nothing to do with this
affair, Douglas.

You've had affairs, I've had affairs. It
runs deeper than that.

You've had affairs?

What kind of affairs have you had?

They didn't amount to much. The point
is, I'm more than just a housewife or a

-signer. I need attention.

I just need to get this straight in my
mind.

Have you had multiple affairs?

Was it once?

Was it someone I know?

It was the pool man, okay?

Angelo? Tony.

The new pool man.

Oh, my God.

Look. You both had a little
extracurricular activity. Who else? The

contractor? The roofer? Oh, my God,
what's his name? The tennis pro?

Bjorn. People, please, look. The
important thing here is not what you've

outside the bonds of your marriage, but
what you've built within the marriage.

Oh, please. A home, a family, a life.

I can't stand the thought of you with
another man.

I thought we were getting a divorce
here.

There's no one who wants you more than
I. Take me back, Sheila.

Please.

Douglas, are you begging me?

Yes.

All right.

Mr. Fuentes, Mr. Oley, having considered
your closing arguments and having heard

the testimony adduced at three days of
trial... including that of an

I found to be substantially credible.

I now find the defendant, Francisco
Ortega, guilty of robbery in the first

degree.

Sentencing set for February the 9th, 10
a .m.

Your Honor, at this time, I move for a
new trial and the disqualification of

Your Honor from this case.

On what grounds?

Bigotry, Your Honor.

This statistical analysis demonstrates a
clear -cut racist predisposition based

on Your Honor's conviction and
sentencing record over the years.

It's outrageous.

Your Honor's conviction rate in non
-jury trials for non -white defendants

the prosecution has the white eyewitness
is nearly six times as great as when

the defendant is white or the eyewitness
is non -white.

This includes Your Honor's time on the
municipal as well as the superior

and it clearly demonstrates that Your
Honor's racism has served to deny my

client a fair trial. I don't know what
all this is, Counselor, but I tell you,

you're way out of line.

Your Honor, I am not trying to provoke
or offend you, but the fact remains that

these statistics... Don't stand there
calling me a racist and pretend you're

trying to provoke or offend me.

I sit here very much offended, Mrs.
Sufuentes.

Shall I take this to be a denial of my
motion, sir? Take it as a personal

response to your accusation.

I'll respond to my official capacity at
a later date. In the meantime, this

motion is taken under advisement.

May I help you? I have a reservation for
two in the name of Putnam.

Putnam.

Putnam. Putnam.

Thank you.

Right this way, if you...

Enjoy your dinner.

How much are you supposed to tip those
guys?

I've never really known Andrew.

Maybe five dollars.

Really? Gee, I wish I'd known. I just
gave him two.

It's all right. Really.

Two's fine.

I hope you're right.

You don't think I should just go over
and give him... No.

Definitely not.

Not a big thing.

Good evening.

Would you care for anything from the
bar?

Uh, yes, we'd like a bottle of Dom
Perignon, please.

Chill.

So, this must be a tremendous weight off
your shoulders.

Oh, it is. I intend to put that all
behind me. I'm sorry to bother you, sir,

I wonder if I might see some
identification that would verify your

Actually, gentlemen, that's quite a
compliment. I appreciate it.

Hang on.

It's just a thing of an ID.

Why don't I just order the champagne?

If your companion is underage, we cannot
permit him to drink on the premises.

I understand.

It'll just be for me.

Bring the young man a soft drink.

Well, don't you look exceptionally
alluring this morning.

Thank you.

Uh -huh. I knew it.

What? You can always tell with a woman.

The whites of her eyes get totally
clear.

That's really dumb, Arnie.

Tell me what happened.

No.

It's none of your business, Arnie. Oh,
come on, Rock. Share.

No.

And don't ask me again.

You wanted him?

Yeah.

Come on in.

I've been reading through your motion
papers.

I must say I'm really stunned.

I was just going by the numbers, Your
Honor. Numbers are a funny thing,

Counselor. Do you want to hear some
interesting numbers about Victor

When you worked in the public defender's
office, you were nine times more likely

to seek a trial when the defendant was
of Hispanic descent than when he was

either black or white.

My clients happened to be primarily
Hispanic.

Numbers of Hispanics was slightly less
than twice the number of blacks and

whites.

The number of hours you logged per case
shows a distinct predisposition towards

favoring clients with Hispanic surnames.
Not unlike your present client, I might

add. With all due respect, you don't
know the first thing about the cases

handled. And just how much do you know
about the cases I handled?

Nothing at all.

But I cannot ignore a computer analysis
of your record on the bench when there

appears to be a good chance that my
client was convicted because he is a

Chicano. Judges don't judge by computer,
Mr. Cifuentes.

We judge with our hearts and minds and
experience.

I don't think of myself as a bigot any
more than you think of yourself as one.

Nevertheless, I'm granting your motion.

These numbers at least entitle your
client to the benefit of the doubt.

Thank you, Your Honor.

My reputation is that of a liberal
counselor.

I have supported various civil rights
causes over the years because my sense

decency told me they were worthy of
support.

But now you come along with this frankly
chilling bit of news that for all my

professed liberalism, I've in fact been
sending men to prison, at least in part

because of the color of their skin.

That is not something I can ignore.

I will think long and hard on this.

if you do the same.

Yes? Judge Morris Hood, sir.

Tell him... tell him I'll call him back.

He's been arrested.

hate your guts, Becker.

I don't hate yours, Lisa.

You didn't give a damn about saving that
marriage. You just wanted to humiliate

me all over again.

Not true.

I pride myself in knowing what the
client really wants, delivering it.

Humiliating you was just a bonus.

You don't know what I had to do to get
Cronus to let me handle that case.

I have a pretty good idea.

No, see, you don't.

I lost one job that way. I'm not about
to lose another.

Oh, you're really something, Arnie.

You stabbed me in the back. You poisoned
this entire firm against me. And then

you saw to it that I didn't get hired at
a time when I really needed a job.

And all because you decided it would be
awkward to work in the same office with

a girl you had an affair with.

Well, it wouldn't have had to be awkward
at all.

In fact, I could have easily forgotten
that it ever happened.

That was the whole problem.

I couldn't have.

When I found out that was just another
rung on the ladder for you, Lisa, it

me.

Look, will you do me something?

I'm not the hard guy you think I am. Oh,
you lying sack.

Hey, I'm a sucker for a pretty girl's
affection. And when I find out that I've

been had, sometimes, yeah, I can get a
little ugly. Trying to get ahead of

someone online at the post office is a
little ugly.

What you did to me was despicable.

You seem to forget that as a partner in
this firm, I have an obligation to

assist my colleagues in making informed
decisions about who we hire and who we

don't. And having a first -year
associate who has shown a pronounced

to sleep around as a method of career
advancement is not in the best interest

this firm.

Besides, you seem to have landed on your
feet.

Yeah, I did, didn't I?

Kind of makes you curious about what a
second go -round would be like, doesn't

it?

No. Why?

Because I'm a lawyer in my own right?

Because I have a bright future at the
firm I'm with?

Because the uncertainty of my getting
hired or not getting hired isn't hanging

over us anymore?

I just don't think that this is
appropriate right now, Lisa.

No, I bet you don't.

It isn't nearly sorted enough for Arnold
Becker, is it?

No slave trade, no trap doors, no ice
pick through the heart.

Nothing to gain except the pure turn -on
of it all.

And that's no turn -on at all for Arnold
Becker, is it?

I don't know.

But if you want to try, come on, let's
try.

Stop it. What's the matter, kid? Not
sorted enough for you?

I guess not.

The tragedy of this is, I'm just like
you.

Arnold Becker with a pair of jugs.

I'm going to hang out here.

Excuse me, sir. I'm Judge Hudson
Charles. We have to wait out here until

two are being processed.

I'm the lady, Charles.

Address?

1139 South Crest, West Los Angeles.

Charge with one count, PC -93.

Receiving a bribe by a judicial officer.

Have you read him his rights?

Yeah, he's been read and he understands
them all right.

All right, Judge, I'm going to
fingerprint you now, so just extend your

hand, relax your fingers, and I'll do
the rest.