All language subtitles for LA Law s01e10 Fry Me to the Moon.eng

Previously on L .A. Law.

There's a child matching Eric's general
description in St. Anthony's Hospital.

How sick?

This child is dead.

Mrs. Perkins?

I'm sorry, I just found out the body was
already sent to County Mork.

My apologies, Mrs. Perkins.

Did you find him? The baby John Doe was
mistakenly cremated.

I have a missing child.

And if that little boy was my son...

then how am I ever going to know?

Age is 100 % fatal.

There's no effective cure at this time.
Did you buy this gun with the intent to

kill Mr. Gates?

Glenn was in horrible agony.

He didn't want to live any longer. If I
was dying, and I'd lost all human

dignity and quality of life,

I sure would hope someone would love me
enough to do it for me.

We, the jury, find the defendant guilty
of murder in the first degree.

Megamy, do you know how rare it is?

I mean, this is the divorce lawyer
equivalent of a hole -in -one. This man

you all loved so much stole everything
you had. And I'm just talking about your

property. He stole your love.

You're no Cary Grant, you know. You got
11 quite attractive, very wealthy women

to marry you.

I'm just curious how the Venus
butterfly... What is

the Venus butterfly?

I always felt that if it fell into the
wrong hands, it could sexually enslave a

woman. I have never, I mean never in my
entire life, ever

experienced anything like the Venus
butterfly.

Norman L. Stone did on March 11, 1986,
murder Roberta Johnson.

And whereas Norman L. Stone was found
guilty of murder in the first degree and

was sentenced to death, the Supreme
Court upheld the sentence of death. To

this warrant directly for his sentence
of death to be executed. The Supreme

Court upheld the sentence of death held
on Norman L. Stone. Executive clemency

is not appropriate.

To cause the sentence of death. And was
sentenced to death in accordance with

provisions. Law. Guilty of murder in the
first degree, caused the sentence of

death in accordance with provisions of
the law.

What is it, Mickey?

Nightmare.

Same one?

I wish you'd never taken that damn case.

You want something? Some warm milk or
something?

U .S. vs.

Lindley is on hold.

Moving on.

Where is Troutman vs.

Troutman, Troutman, Troutman at all?

We've annulled all the marriages and the
ladies have agreed to drop all criminal

charges in exchange for a return of the
stolen property.

It's still a little sticky with the IRS,
but I think we'll be all right. And I'm

having dinner with his attorney tonight,
Lynette Pierce. We just have to dot the

I's and cross the T's. Dirty work.

Somebody's got to do it.

What is that horrible noise? I cannot
hear myself think. Sorry.

I'll take care of it.

And what is people versus Lily White?

I want her to talk about that. My
client's accused of robbing a John.

A men's room?

No, a John. She's a prostitute, Doug.

I can't help suggesting, Victor, that a
firm of our stature shouldn't be

associating itself with prostitutes.

You mean like Harold Osborne?

I beg your pardon?

This firm's biggest client happens to be
my client's alibi.

Explain, please. She says she couldn't
have robbed the John on the date in

question because she was shacked up with
Mr. Osborne in his Malibu condo.

He denies it. What are you going to do?

I might have to subpoena him. I don't
know yet.

Well, there's a clear conflict of
interest here.

I assume you'll withdraw from the case.

I haven't made up my mind about that.

There are only about 10 million other
qualified attorneys who could handle

matter, Victor.

I will think about it, and I'll let you
know.

Victor and I will discuss this later.

What is going on? I'm sorry, but I found
him on the freeway this morning coming

in. He has no collar. Someone must have
abandoned him. I can smell him from

here. I'll have him cleaned up at
lunchtime.

I'm trying to find a place for him. For
God's sakes, call the pound.

Absolutely not.

Do you know what they do to them there
if no one claims them?

He'll be quiet if he's with me. He'll
just sit at my feet.

Come on, boy. It's all right, Dad.

Michael, where do you stand with people
versus Petrovic?

I'm arguing his appeal this afternoon.

You know, I still can't see why you took
this animal's case.

A, because the legal defense fund asked
me to.

B, because I have seen the death penalty
in action.

And C, because I happen to feel that
capital punishment is barbaric. As

to raping a pregnant woman and then
executing her and her husband while

six -year -old son hides in a closet.
Arnold. What if you get him off on a

technicality? How are you going to feel
if he's back out walking the streets?

Whoa, what are you saying we should do,
Anne? Suspend the guy's constitutional

rights because you're offended by the
crime he's accused of committing?

Convicted of committing.

No, how would you feel if this was your
family? If he murdered your family,

wouldn't you want him put to death?

Executing a murderer may be viscerally
satisfying.

But it's a disgrace to an enlightened
society.

I disagree. Thank you.

Now, now, now, that's enough.

Now, I enjoy a good debate as much as
anybody, but surely this is not the

appropriate forum. As we all have work
to do, and as I'm sure we won't settle

this issue here and now, I suggest we
adjourn.

Arnie, don't forget your 11 .30 with Mr.
Herskovits. You've got to be all the

way across town for a 12 .30 lunch with
your mother. Oh, God.

Better not be late.

Hey, puppy dog. This way.

Ann,

a minute?

Yes? About the dog.

I hope I can enlist your wisdom in
search of a solution.

Leland, Abby is very fragile right now.

Oh, I'm mindful of her situation.

Nevertheless, what if the dog bites
someone? We could be liable.

You want me to talk to her?

You're close to her.

I'm sure you'll handle it far more
tactfully than I could.

And you don't have the guts.

Does that?

Counselor, the factual record shows the
police found the gun in the defendant's

car. placed him under arrest at that
time, advised him of his constitutional

rights, and after waiving his rights, he
confessed to the murders.

Assuming all of that to be true, Your
Honor, what I am arguing as a matter of

law is that the police had no right to
stop and detain Mr. Petrovic in the

place.

Accordingly, any search or confession
incident to that detention should not be

admissible. Factual record shows the
police received a radio call of a murder

suspect. It matched the description of
the defendant and the defendant's

vehicle. Yes, but if you examine the
police report carefully...

something which Mr. Petrovic's defense
counsel unfortunately neglected to do

during trial, you will notice that the
radio transmission wasn't recorded until

11 .32 a .m.

My client was stopped at 11 .20.

Mr. Adler?

The officer simply made an error on the
time. All three arresting officers

listed 11 .20 on their reports. I'm sure
there's some explanation, Your Honor.

Of course there is, and we all know it.
Mr. Petrovic was snagged in one of the

police department's infamous dragnets.
Totally unfounded.

Fourteen drug busts on this street have
been overturned on appeal.

The police stopped my client looking for
drugs, found a weapon in his car, and

coerced a confession.

Mr. Adler, if that call was not made
until 11 .32... Your Honor, this man

and tortured a pregnant woman while he
forced her husband to watch.

Then he put a gun in her mouth and blew
her head off and then her husband's. All

the while, a little six -year -old boy
crouched in a closet, trembling, hiding,

listening to the anguished screams of
his mother and father. How is this even

remotely relevant to the constitutional
permissibility of stopping the

defendant's vehicle? The defendant is
and was...

A deranged and suspicious -looking
individual, Your Honor, observed in an

known to be frequented by violent
criminals.

You're telling this court, in effect,
that the defendant was subjected to a

substantial invasion of his
constitutional rights because he didn't

These veteran officers have an instinct,
Your Honor. They reasonably suspected

that Mr. Petrovic... Come on, Counselor.

Without that radio call, there was no
probable cause to stop him. That means

gun and the confession are fruits of the
poisonous tree.

and therefore inadmissible.

Now, it's our custom to take these
matters under advisement, and we shall

accordingly here.

But start assembling your evidence, Mr.
Adler, because unless the Constitution

is repealed before we can adjourn to
chambers, this case is headed for a new

trial. That's all.

Are you sure? People versus

Appleton?

Ready to proceed for sentencing hearing?

As Mr. Appleton has been briefly
hospitalized, Your Honor, I would ask

continuance until Thursday. May I
inquire as to the nature of his

He has a bronchial infection, Your
Honor. He's due to be released later

Any objection, Ms. Van Owen?

No objection, Your Honor.

This matter is continued to Thursday, 3
p .m., in this courtroom.

Next matter? Mr. Dallas would request a
continuance, Your Honor, due to the

unavailability of a witness to this
matter. Sure. The witness being

Key West, Florida.

Hi, Mom.

How are you?

You're late.

You look great. Another wreath of an
inch. In four years, you'll be as bald

your father. Before the transplant.

Great Dan.

Looks like desert life must be agreeing
with you.

Oh, yeah.

Major excitement. Flying in the sun
every day like a lizard. Just another

your father's brainstorms. How is Dad?

We're getting a divorce.

What? What happened?

It's none of your business. There are
certain things you do not discuss with

your child.

Now, here are the bank accounts, a list
of all our stocks and bonds, last ten

years' tax returns.

So, ballpark figure, how much alimony do
you think we can squeeze out of him?

Mom, stop.

Can't we see June at force action
against my own father?

Well, I don't see why not, unless you
love him more than you do me, which is

funny, considering had it been left up
to him, you'd have never gone to law

school. Now, the boy has no head on his
shoulders. Now, that is what this so

-called father said until the mother
stood up for the son.

Mom, please, I don't want to get in the
middle here. After 40 years of hell on

this earth, I'm entitled to a little
happiness.

I've been told that I'm still a very
attractive woman and he doesn't function

anymore. I thought he still goes into
the office.

As a man.

In the bedroom.

Mom always had his tootsies and his
whores.

The only thing that would have made me
happier is if his business fell off

altogether. Mom, please.

What's this?

Well, you were late.

So I ordered for you.

I don't eat red meat anymore.

Well, who can keep up with you and your
fans? All this fussiness. You're just

like your father.

Okay, it's okay. I'll eat it.

I am going through the most traumatic
period of my life, and there is no one

here, no one to help me.

Mom, I'll take a look into it, okay?
I'll see what I can do.

I'll find someone else.

I said that I would do it.

Major D.

Major D.

Yes, ma 'am. I specifically asked for my
steak charred.

Medium rare.

Cold as ice.

Very sorry.

Thank you.

Oh, this is my son, Arnold Becker. He's
one of the finest divorce lawyers in the

city. Are you married?

Very happily.

Well, you never know.

You may need a good lawyer one day.

Arnold, give the man your card.

I'm not blind, Mark.

I've read the editorials in the papers.

I've received copies of the jurors'
letters to Judge Rubin.

And I know he's looking for a way out.

What about you?

I continually believe deeply we cannot
allow individuals the right to determine

for themselves.

Thank you, Grace.

I've already heard your closing
arguments.

I'm sure you didn't invite me here to
have an instant replay.

I invited you here to tell you that my
heart goes out to Chris Appleton.

It's very humane of you.

I'm not looking for a crucifixion here.
I was arguing a principle.

Right, right. And now you just don't
have the courage to be responsible for

You want it both ways, Grace.

You're rattling your saber in court, and
then you try to squirm out of your

guilt by offering a backdoor deal. I
just find that reprehensible.

What's reprehensible here is that you
didn't do your job. Please, give me a

break.

Have you ever heard of AIDS stress
syndrome?

What about it?

It's a theory.

Advanced by Dr. Friedman, an expert on
delayed stress.

He's willing to testify that under the
constant stress of caring for his dying

lover, Chris Appleton was incapable of
forming a specific intent to commit

murder. You should have raised it at the
trial.

It might have supported a diminished
capacity defense.

Diminished capacity only makes sense if
you're willing to settle for a

conviction or reduce charges.

Yes. I didn't want to let the jury off
that easily, especially since given

Appleton's situation, it still would
have been a life sentence.

No, I firmly believe that under the
circumstances, I made the right choice.

made the same choice as I made.

To defend a principal.

Except you defended yours at the expense
of your client's best interest. And you

didn't. He wasn't my client.

Why do I need to sit here and listen to
it? Wait, wait.

Take this stuff. Read it.

It might be grounds for a new trial, and
a new trial could buy you a year.

It's one doctor's completely untested
theory.

Besides, it wouldn't do any good. I
didn't raise it at the trial. It's

How do you know until you try?

Grace.

And if that doesn't work, there's one
other thing you could try.

Yeah, what's that?

I think you know.

I'll take another bite.

Harold Osborne is a witness in your
trial. I want you to take a look at

What is it? I'll just take a minute to
go through it, then we'll discuss it

later.

I'll take care of it.

Arnie, Arnie, wait.

There's someone in your office.

Someone?

Your father.

Oh, God.

So -so, but you.

It's quite a palace you got here.

I didn't realize you'd never been here
before.

You never invited me.

It's too bad it took something like this
to get me here.

She told me she was having lunch with
you.

Dad, this is crazy. After all these
years, isn't there something you can do?

She's your mother, you tell me.

Remember the time we went to Tahoe
together?

She's still talking about it. Twenty
years later, she says I took you to

I can go out to buy a newspaper.

She says I'm going with whores.

Dad, please.

I don't want to get in the middle here.

I told her that's what you were going to
say.

I knew you couldn't go against your own
father in a court of law.

That is what you told her. I tried to
tell her.

Tried means you didn't.

Dad, come on. You know what she's like.

Who went with you to every little league
game?

I'm not just talking about the home
games.

I drove to Torrance, to West Covina, for
God's sakes.

And who bought you your first car, huh?

Not to mention your first pack of latex
protection.

You have to understand this has nothing
to do with the way I feel about you.

You were smart never to have children.

You can't believe the pain.

It's like having your heart sliced up
like a pimento loaf.

Dad, please.

I never meant to hurt you. Forget it.

It's probably a blessing in disguise.

What do you mean?

I wasn't going to tell you.

What? Well, no more after surgery.

Surgery? Exploratory in the prostate.

Dad, I feel terrible.

No, don't. The truth is, I was actually
worried up to this minute about dying,

but now to know that my own son has
turned on me. Dad, I have not turned on

Okay, I'll call her. I'll tell her that
I can't take her case.

I wouldn't let your old man down.

You tell her to pack.

Validate your parking ticket, Mr.
Becker.

Thank you.

Arnie?

Call more pressmen. Tell them I need to
renew my valium prescription.

Yo. Vinnie.

I brought you a burrito.

Great.

Sit down.

You get a chance to talk to the witness
yet?

The star witness for the prosecution is
not going to be talking to anybody.

What do you mean?

She's a broccoli.

She had a stroke about three months ago.

Terrible thing, this stroke business.

My great Aunt Teresa, one day healthy as
a horse, next day stroked out like a

side of beef.

Well, is there any way she's going to
recover?

Ah, dear God, no. I keep telling Uncle
Sal, send her back to Italy.

Elaine, I'm talking about this witness.

Oh, no, that poor woman. She's got more
tubes running out of her than Goodyear's

got tires.

It's not even something you want to talk
about while you eat.

Vinnie, is there any chance that this
witness is going to recover?

Not in this lifetime.

Mark, I appreciate this on such short
notice.

Anytime, Mr. K.

Uh, shall I leave my bill with you, gal?

That's fine.

Or if you want to recommend my work to
some of your colleagues, we could just

run a tab.

Okay. Run a tab.

In that case, the burrito's on me.

Enjoy.

How's it going?

Puppy down!

Um, it's going great. I'm almost done
with the Moriarty deposition, and I'll

have something for you by this
afternoon.

Uh, what are you gonna do about the dog?

Well, I have signs up at the vets and
the supermarket.

It's hard to find someone who wants a
big dog.

If you don't find a place for it by
tonight, uh, you should probably leave

home from now on.

My landlord doesn't allow pets.

Abby, unless he's got a law degree, you
can't keep bringing the dog to work.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Destroy him?

We're so obsessed with this crummy job
and this crummy office that we've lost

sight of our values.

And if I try to do the humane thing,
then I don't think I should be

for it.

Abby, no one is trying to persecute you.
Well, I'm under a lot of pressure these

days, and I would appreciate having a
little support and understanding around

here. You have it.

All I'm saying is that we should try to
find a home for the dog in the next few

days.

Okay? Okay.

Looking for a change of venue.

Nice little trick, Leland.

All the dirt on Harold Osborne, but
since I've learned it from office files,

it's privileged information, and now I
can't use it.

You want to sit down, talk about it?
It's a little late for that.

I could have killed his credibility with
this stuff, but now it's unethical for

me to take advantage of it. I have to
withdraw from the case. This way I can

find another lawyer. That's not the
point, Leland. You suckered me.

Victor Cifuentes does whatever he can.

To protect his client.

So do I.

No good.

A client of mine is supposed to be a
client of this firm's. And my client

got screwed over by the senior partner.

Victor, Petromco is our biggest client.
We can't run the risk. You couldn't have

come to me and discussed it openly?

Well, it sounded to me like you'd
already made up your mind. If it'd been

Cusack, you would have called the
surrogate son in here and let him make

decision. Me, you blindside.

Now, you listen to me.

I am the senior partner here.

And one of my burdens is to determine
the best interests of this firm.

You're an associate.

And one of your burdens is to live with
the decisions of the senior partner.

Well, I won't live with it, Leland.

You know, Andrew Taylor was right. There
are different shades of treatment

around here.

I quit.

I'm going to ask for a continuance of
the new trial.

I'd really appreciate your cooperation
and waving time. My caseload's pretty

jammed up right now.

You lost the gun. You lost the
confession.

You got a witness who in all likelihood
won't even be able to testify.

You don't have a case.

I'm going to have to move for dismissal.

How the hell can you want this guy back
out on the street?

When I took this case, I wasn't looking
to get him back out on the street.

I was looking to get him off death row.

Like it or not...

Now that I'm into it, I have the legal
and ethical responsibility to make you

prove your case. You know damn well he's
guilty.

The law says you have to prove it.

If you can't, don't blame me.

Well, I can get a continuance without
your assent.

You need time to build a whole new case,
Counselor. You tell the judge that, he

just might dismiss this thing sua
sponte.

You willing to run that risk?

All right, I'll agree to bail, but this
guy is a time bomb. If he explodes, the

blood's on your hands.

I have to go to a meeting for about an
hour.

I want you to be a good boy while I'm
gone, okay?

I want you to be a real good boy while
I'm gone.

No more keying.

Here's your paper.

Okay?

Okay. That's a good boy.

That's a good boy.

Okay, here's your tutor.

into a telephone conversation 10 -5.

I am confirming the MSC will go in
Department 6 on 12 -17 unless we trail,

in which case the IME will supplant said
MSC preparatory to...

Will somebody do something about that
miserable dog?

Hello?

Lynette Pierce is here.

Should I tell her you're in a meeting?

Miss Pierce, I told you to wait in
reception.

That's okay, Roxanne. Thank you.

I'm sorry to bother you, Arnie. I was
meaning to call you anyway.

I just spoke to the DA.

He'll agree to probation as soon as I've
got letters from the wives that

Foster's agreed to make restitution.

I'll talk to my clients, no problem.

You're a prince.

Thanks.

Lynette.

Um, about last night?

Arnie, please.

There's nothing more to say. You're
making too much out of it. These things

happen to men.

Not to me.

You've been under a lot of stress.

Your mother, your father, all this
Oedipal drama stuff could drive anyone

I understand completely.

So you're not going to hold it against
me?

Of course not.

So how about Saturday?

Dinner catered at my place?

Actually, I was hoping to get Foster out
by the weekend, and once Foster's out,

then...

Arnie, you're a very sweet boy, and I'm
sure that you're very adequate when

you're not so distracted.

But Foster, I guess I'm kind of spoiled,
if you know what I mean.

Uh -huh.

So, once you've had a chance to review
with the ladies, give me a call, and

take you out for a nice lunch.

Where is my prescription?

Why didn't my prescription come?

Mort Pressman's on vacation.

I told you.

I can't take this anymore. It's dark. I
won't be able to sleep. I just lie there

all night shaking.

So you'll come home with me.

No, Alex, I can't.

When you were a little boy and you
stayed home sick, did you ever have

soup with crackers all crumpled up on
top?

Yeah.

In a big blue bowl so I wouldn't spill
it on my bed.

And a glass of milk and Oreos.

I don't like that yucky white stuff in
the middle. I'll scrape it off for you.

And you'll be real warm and snuggly.

I have this soft blankie my grandma
made.

It's feathers inside and fleecy cotton
on the outside.

And we'll just watch old shows on TV
until you can fall asleep.

I have all the old Star Treks on
cassette.

Even one with the triples where they
start multiplying?

Yep. Does that sound good?

I really don't like the Oreos, though.

Could we stop and get some graham
crackers and maybe some chocolate syrup

the milk? Remember the straws that bend?

Anything you want, Arden.

What happened?

My dog is gone.

Mr. Brackman took it.

Where is he?

I think he took my dog.

We took a little walk to the pet shop.

He's not a bad dog, really.

He just gets anxious when you leave him
alone.

Thank you, Douglas.

I really appreciate it.

You know, I brought a stray home once
when I was a boy.

But my father gave him to the gardener
because he was always jumping on the

furniture.

Where's his leash? I'll take him back to
my office now.

It occurred to me, since you're having a
hard time placing him, why don't I take

him? Do you want him? I've always had a
way with animals.

I prefer their company to some people in
many cases.

I don't mean you.

I've taken the liberty of giving him a
name.

Sparky.

I'm very grateful, Douglas.

But do you really think this is going to
work out? He'll have a nice backyard to

run in. It's better than destroying the
office.

While he was in the file room, he made
rather a meal out of the Roaner versus

Gradinger file.

Oh.

Bad dog.

He doesn't understand why you're yelling
at him.

Unless you discipline him at the scene
of the crime, it just confuses the

Isn't that right, Sparky?

Isn't that right?

And in addition to the evidentiary
errors, Your Honor, I would ask for a

trial on the grounds of AIDS stress
syndrome.

What? Recent studies have shown that
psychological and emotional trauma

associated with AIDS might impact the
ability to act freely.

You're talking diminished capacity,
Counselor. You didn't raise it at trial,

it's waived. Well, the thing is, these
are new studies, Your Honor, and I...

Nice try, Mr. Gilliam, but you're not
going to get another bite with that.

Well, the truth is, Your Honor, I didn't
raise it at trial because I didn't know

about it.

I just learned of the AIDS syndrome
defense yesterday. Ms.

Van Owen told me about it.

Ms. Van Owen counseled you on this? Yes,
Your Honor.

And in light of my complete lack of
knowledge of this vital defense, I feel

I must, as an officer of the court, move
for a new trial on the grounds that I

was incompetent in my representation of
Mr. Appleton.

Ms. Van Owen, did you, in fact, discuss
these matters with Mr. Gilliam?

Yes, Your Honor, I did.

Well, I'm going to require briefs on
this, but my inclination is to grant Mr.

Gilliam's motion.

Briefs due in 10 days.

The defendant to remain free on bail
until my final ruling.

20 -minute recess.

Thank you.

Ms.

Van Owen, I owe you my gratitude.

You don't owe me anything.

I appreciate your seeing me as a person.

Not as a cause or disease or an issue,
but a human being.

Good luck, Mr. Alton.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Who made my bail?

Your mother.

She put up her house as collateral.

Great lady, man.

Where are you going, Jimmy?

Slate. I got friends. Your mother wants
you to move in with her. That way I can

keep tabs on you for a while. Oh, yeah,
sure.

Eleven months on death row, and I'm
going to move in with Mom.

Well, I'd like you to consider a halfway
house. Hey, you're my lawyer, man, not

my social worker.

I am also responsible for putting you
back on the street.

Yeah. Well, take a load off, Counselor.
I'll take responsibility from here.

Jimmy.

I appreciate what you've done, Mr.

Cusack. But listen, while I'm free,
nobody's going to tell me what to do.

Nobody.

Don't make me regret this.

Life's full of regrets, man.

See you around.

What? Nothing.

Do you have something to say to me?

You bet I do.

Well, why don't you say it instead of
slamming around like the dragon lady?

I have tried to keep my mouth shut about
the Petrovic case. I have tried not to

let my disagreements with your beliefs
in this matter get in the way of my

personal feelings for you.

But getting this crazy animal out on
bail, it's unconscionable. How could

The man was wrongfully convicted, Grace.

Are you saying he didn't do it? I'm
saying that his conviction was tainted.

Michael. And he deserves a new trial.

He's innocent until proven guilty.

That's a principle you don't turn your
back on just because he's accused of

committing a heinous crime. It's one
thing to stick up for a principle.

But you have carried this anti -death
penalty thing to the point where you are

jeopardizing innocent people.

In other words, if people are frightened
enough, it's okay to suspend certain

constitutional rights?

The man is a crazed killer. He did it.
He will do it again.

And when he does, it'll be on your
hands. Oh, you've got a hell of a nerve,

Grace. Why?

Because I dare to disagree with the
great civil libertarian. Look, I don't

punish you for your opinions. Don't
punish me for mine, okay?

Hello?

Yeah, this is Michael Kudak.

The man knocked over a liquor store.
That's what happened. And four

detectives just happened to be there,
ready to gun him down?

He pointed a pistol at them. They were
justified.

It was an ambush, and you know it.

That punk was sticking a gun in people's
faces less than ten hours after his

release. Those cops executed Petrovic,
and you set it up.

If you mean did I tell the police to
follow him, you're damn right.

Am I glad he got killed before he killed
somebody else? You bet.

You just bought yourself a wrongful
death action.

Take your best shot.

You got about as much chance of that as
I had of keeping that sleaze locked up

in the first place.

Arnold, what's this all about?

Summoning your mother to your office
like a total stranger.

I had to break a three o 'clock date
with Louise Swanson at the polo lounge,

God's sake.

And this man tells me that my son is
representing him in a divorce

Go ahead, Arnold. Tell her that you're
my lawyer.

How dare you do this to me?

Like father, like son. Lucky for him,
you'd have turned him into a backbiting,

bedwetting, flute -playing little fat
boy wimp. Enough, both of you.

Just sit down and be quiet.

Miss Melvin is taking notes to reflect
that in the matter of Becker v. Becker,

both parties have requested that their
son, Arnold Becker, represent them as

their attorney.

The record will further reflect that
Arnold Becker hereby refuses, upon pain

death, to represent either party in a
legal capacity.

In his capacity as son, however, he
would like to state that it's about time

both parties grew up and stopped using
the aforementioned son to bludgeon each

other.

It would further suggest that in
recognition of 40 years together, the

might at least attempt some counseling
before they decide to throw in the towel

on this marriage.

In the event, however, the parties
choose to disregard this advice, they

course, free to seek counsel, get a
divorce, and split up their property any

they want, leaving their son totally out
of it.

You see, Mom, Dad, you're only child.

Your baby boy is 36 years old.

And neither one of you is going to get
custody.

Is that clear?

We have to sell the house. There won't
even be enough left for two lousy one

-bedroom condos. Social security goes
down, too.

I guess if you really hate Palm Springs,
we can talk about moving back.

Al, Bill came from the proctologist for
a surgical consultation.

I didn't want to worry you. Don Wallace
team went through the same operation. He

was in and out in a week.

Arnie, it just came.

It's so beautiful.

Really like them?

I can't believe it.

It's nicer than the Christina Amorelli.

It's because it's the Roxanne Melman.

I told Bennett it was for the most
special lady in my life.

Marty, thank you.

No.

No, thank you, Rox.

Last night was, uh... It was really,
really special for me.

Would you, um, like to again?

I mean, come over?

No.

I don't think so, Rox.

Oh, you've got a date.

Oh, no.

Truth is, I'm just not so sure I could
trust myself to be such a gentleman

again.

I love you.

It's a police state, Lester.

I was kidding, who?

A bunch of your boys got together.

They decided to take the law into their
own hands.

Man shouldn't have been on the streets
in the first place.

So it's my fault he's dead? Is that what
we're saying here? We're saying it's

his fault.

Unless they changed the law about
holding up liquor stores whilst I was

believing myself in the men.

Yeah, well, he didn't deserve to be
gunned down by a bunch of fascist, gun

-toting cowboys who knew damn well they
were going to get away with it.

To tell you the truth, Counselor, the
deceased was not a righteous individual.

The deceased was a total freaking
degenerate drug -hunting killer who I,

one, will not lose one minute's sleep
over. Well, what about the next guy

hot dogs decide to blow away?

Is it going to be because they don't
like the color of his skin?

And they figure their own department is
willing to wink? At what amounts to

sanctioned murder, Lester?

Internal Affairs will investigate the
shooting, all right, and if it was out

policy... The officers involved will be
dealt with accordingly, all right? This

is a recorded message.

You're looking for a fight, huh, sport?

And I'm looking for a good night's
sleep, all right?

Do you find it ironic, Lester, that I
took this guy's case to prevent an

execution, and I did my job so well it
got him killed?

Money.

Do not let this philosopher drive home.

I'll call him a cab.

No, no, no cab.

Here.

Call this number.

And tell the lady that I need a ride
home.

Bonnie.

One more time while I ride you to your
house.

No, Bonnie.

Come on, Constable.

I'll walk you out.

Yeah, I'll do you good.

officers everything all right sir oh
yeah it's great everything is just great

i'm afraid we're gonna have to ask you
to move along sir well what if i don't

well we'll have to arrest you why don't
you just gun me down right here in the

street well why don't we just uh help
you up sir you touch me you're gonna be

sorry i happen to be an attorney oh well
in that case

I'm going to be waiting for my ride.

Maybe you ought to wait in the unit,
sir, until your ride shows up.

Am I under arrest?

Not yet, sir.

Wow.

Now, am I under arrest?

I'm DDA Van Owen.

Is that you, Gracie? Yeah.

I think it is a personal favor if you'd
help me get Mr. Kuzak into my car,

officer. Oh, yes, ma 'am.

I am not drunk.

I don't know.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy, come on.

I'm going to get you into a cold shower
with some hot coffee and then into bed.

The truth?

I am glad the guy's dead.

And what if he'd done it again? I
couldn't live with myself.

So, tell me.

What? Does that make me a hypocrite?

No. It makes you human.

Thank you, Gracie.

I love you.

And I feel terrible about everything
that's happened.

And I'm going to feel like a jerk in the
morning.

But I still think you're wrong about
capital punishment.

When I become Chief Justice of the
Supreme Court, there are going to be

changes made.

Come on, Mr. Chief Justice.

I feel better.

Here you go.

Come on.

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