All language subtitles for LA Law s03e05 Princess and the Pee.eng

Previously on L .A. Law.

I'm going to kill you!

Playing games!

You don't say no to me!

He kept coming, and so I shot him.

I shot a guy once.

I had the whole thing.

Flashbacks, night sweats, the denial.

When it gets hard to handle, give me a
call, okay?

Okay. I want to have a baby, Ann. What
about you? I'll be damned if I'm going

let you railroad me into caving in on
something so important, Stuart.

It takes two.

You keep forgetting that, Stuart. You
could have world -class Olympic sperm.

still takes two.

Aren't you Douglas Brackley?

I'm sorry. Do I know you?

We have a lot of friends in common.

Like who?

Your wife.

Oh. Summons and complaints.

All right, we have a lot of ground to
cover, so why don't we get started?

Fire away, Ernie.

We're already in agreement on the
children.

The house goes to Sheila. Douglas
provides $2 ,500 a month in maintenance

continues to pay the utilities.

Place in Santa Barbara gets sold and
proceeds split.

Unless you want to hold on to it. No,
no.

Douglas establishes a trust fund for the
kids' education to be administered by

Sheila.

Sheila's interest in Mackenzie Brackman
to be bought out for $200 ,000, payable

upon execution.

Sounds good so far.

Sheila? It's fine.

Sheila takes the Jaguar, Douglas takes
the Mercedes, and maintains the

on both.

The stamp collection inherited from
Douglas's father and augmented with

community assets will be retained by
Douglas.

Only because it's a link to my father.

It's fine, really.

Well, that's substantially it.

I've prepared a schedule of everything
so you can verify the figures.

Great.

Well, I must say I never expected such
an amicable get -together. Arnie? Stan?

There's one more thing. Your place in
the Brockman family plot.

What about it?

I'm keeping it for you.

I want the ages to find us together.

That's a beautiful gesture.

Actually, Douglas, I'd just as soon make
my own arrangement.

Anyway, it's there if you want it. Just
a second, Arnie.

Sheila, we have a prime location at
Encino Knolls overlooking the golf

Our sons will join us when their time
comes.

If you remarry, your future husband can
even be interred there. I have an option

on the entire hillside.

Sublet it. You'll make out great.

In any event, it's only a minor detail.
We can always work it out in the papers.

Just a minute.

I want us laid to rest as a family. But
we're not a family. We have kids.

Married or not, you're their mother, I'm
their father.

Can our only real permanent address
finally acknowledge that? If I thought I

going to be buried with you, that alone
would give me the will to go on living

forever.

Victor. He's offering.

Lakers game, Thursday night. What do you
say?

Great news.

All right.

What's the word on Abby, Michael? She's
cleared. Good.

The DA is satisfied that she shot him in
self -defense and that the gun was

legal. Any other referrals to send her
way, Douglas?

Should we get started?

First of all, since there seems to be
some perverse pleasure in ignoring my

repeated request to cut back on the
flagrant waste of paper goods around

I've taken some unilateral action.

Beginning tomorrow, reusable cloth towel
dispensers will be installed in both

laboratories. Duly noted.

And how goes the Amanda Shaw libel case?

Trial starts a week from today. I have
better than six full cartons of

depositions to go through by then.

Are you at all available, Victor?

I have a court appearance tomorrow, but
I can give you some time after that.

Israel et al.

versus Lawler Millicron?

Yeah, it's me. It's a shareholder
derivative suit, and Lawler's house

brought us in to help beat it back. And
I'm going to need some help chasing down

the bona fides of the plaintiffs.

I'm preparing the Castellano case for
trial, but sure, I'll squeeze it in.

I'd really appreciate it.

We need to get some new associates in
here. No kidding.

Who do you think placed ads in the paper
and spent the last week and a half

interviewing people?

Anyone even close? No, a singularly
unimpressive lot so far.

Well, we keep looking. That's all we can
do.

You know, for what it's worth, the guy
I'm up against in the Takowski case

be great. Who is it? Richard Mathers,
the sole practitioner.

He's really great on his feet.

I went up against him in the Salamander
case. He is good.

What's his background?

University of Pennsylvania, 83.

Does a lot of commercial litigation.

I dated a girl who was in that class.

Why don't you check him out?

How goes the case, Michael?

Well, I offered to throw in the policy
one last time, and they turned it down.

You should have upped the offer.

No, I disagree.

Gil Takowski sold this guy a car.

This guy gets in an accident.

Where's the liability?

It was a souped -up car.

The plaintiff was incompetent to drive
it. That doesn't mean our guy's on the

hook. He's the one that souped it up.
Well, there's nothing negligent about

selling a guy a GTO Tri -Power if that's
what he wants to buy.

Personally, I fail to see the appeal.

Really?

Not me.

I had a 64 Impala, lifted front and
back, candy paint, and a set of gold

Dayton's with 520 Sportaways all around.

To think I fitted that all in for a
briefcase in a Japanese sedan.

Well, when I was a child, I spake as a
child. I understood as a child. I

as a child.

But when I became a man, I put away
childish things.

For now, we see through a glass darkly,
but then face to face.

Ain't that the truth?

Lieutenant Ringstrom's here to see you.
Thank you.

Miss Perkins?

Hi. Hi.

How are you holding up?

Fine.

Glad to hear it.

Oh, uh... I'm returning your gun.

Um... Could you put it back?

Please.

Sure. I thought you might have wanted it
back.

Not yet.

Um... I can't. I'm sorry. I should have
contacted you before I brought it over.

Couldn't even look at it. Abby, someone
tried to kill you. You didn't let them.

So how come I keep crying for no reason?

How come all I can think about is what
those little bullets did? His whole body

jerked every time he was hit.

I must play it back in my head in slow
motion a hundred times a day.

Why don't you think about taking some
time off?

Because I only have a handful of cases
as it is.

And I can't afford to let any of them
go.

Can't you put them on hold for a little
while?

How can I put them on hold?

I have two trials starting this month. I
have a client who's fighting an

eviction. I said I'd write a habeas
corpus writ for some guy who's in

And I don't even have any idea where my
next month's rent is coming from.

Plus, I have to interview some biker in
Fontana who I need as a witness, but

I've been putting that off mostly
because I am scared to death.

Would it help if I went along?

I can't ask you to do that. Why not?

I moonlight for attorneys all the time.
My fees are reasonable.

And if you need to, you can always run a
tab.

The thing is, I have to do it tomorrow.

I'll pick you up.

Here we are. Oh, boy, a door prize.

See that?

Whoever said that going to the
gynecologist wasn't fun.

Okay. What do I do?

Your basal temperature chart shows your
regular monthly ovulation.

The kit uses a urine sample to pinpoint
exactly when.

Given, Stuart, sperm count, the odds are
against you.

But at least you'll be able to maximize
your chances.

Doesn't sound very romantic, does it?
Wanting babies is what is romantic.

The steps you take don't have to be.

I'll try to remember that.

How are you two managing?

Oh, we've been better.

It's not an easy thing.

Stuart always thought it would just be a
matter of making up his mind.

He has a hard time accepting the fact
that it's not.

What about you?

Oh, I don't know, Karen.

The thought of never really being
pregnant, feeling the baby kicking, you

the whole thing.

That makes me pretty sad.

Ann, listen.

I know how much this means to you, and
you're doing everything you can.

Don't give up.

I won't.

Thanks.

You're saying, then, that your husband
was a terrible driver.

It was a standing joke among everyone
who knew him.

We were just glad that he drove slowly.
After he bought the hot rod in question,

did you ever ride with him in it? Object
to the term hot rod.

Sustained.

After he bought the modified 1964
Pontiac GTO in question, did

you ever ride with him in it? Only once.

I refused to after that. I was
terrified.

It skidded all over the place. It
lurched when he started it up.

It was obvious that he didn't know how
to control it. Asked that the witness's

response be stricken in its entirety,
Your Honor, to the extent that she is

testifying as to the specific driving
capabilities of her husband or the

behavior of an automobile, she is wholly
unqualified.

She's testifying to what she saw.

While she was, in her own words...

I'll allow the answer, but I'd like you
to move on, Mr. Mathers.

Could you tell us what special care your
husband requires, Miss Tolan?

Objection. She's not qualified as a
doctor, either. She doesn't have to be a

doctor. She lives with him.

Overruled. Gentlemen, please.

Barry has to have someone with him at
all times. I work during the day now, so

we have a nurse five days a week.

He...

He needs physical therapy, anti -seizure
medication, and monthly examinations.

Look at him.

This bright, bright man.

College professor before he was 30.

This terrific talker who doesn't talk
anymore.

Knowing the way he used to be and seeing
him now, I'm only sorry that he

knows the difference.

I have no further questions.

Would you like to take a few minutes?

No. I'm... I'm fine.

Miss Toland, did your husband
characterize himself as a terrible

No.

What man does.

None that I know of.

In fact, didn't your husband, like most
men, think of himself as a simply

sensational driver?

Objection. The witness is in no position
to know what her husband thought.

Sustained. Miss Toland, did you ever
tell your husband that you were against

buying this GTO?

Yes, I did. Of course.

He said that it was the quintessential
muscle car and that he could handle it.

But he was just bragging, though. No.

It was more like he was trying to
convince himself.

Do you suppose that he was just bragging
to Gil Tocasti when he went to buy the

car? My husband had a natural curiosity
about a great many things.

He was the scholarly man, not this
bragger that you're making him out to

I've offended you, I apologize.

Let me suggest that it was his very
scholarliness which permitted him to

assimilate massive amounts of arcane
detail, which he would then spew forth

an attempt to impress whomever he was
talking to. Objection.

Countel's making of speech.

Let me suggest...

that he set out to convince the
defendant not only that he was capable

driving that car, but that he was also
an old hand at it.

Your Honor, I've lodged an objection.

I want a ruling.

What's the question, Mr. Cusack? Doesn't
that sound like your husband, Miss

Toland?

Doesn't that sound like what this
terrific talker would do?

I have no further questions at this
time, Your Honor.

It's a regular quota here.

Mike, hang on. I checked on Richard
Mathers.

Oh, yeah? What's the book on him? There
is none. My friend who went to the

University of Pennsylvania never heard
of him.

Martindale Hubble doesn't lift him. The
California State Bar Association, the

American Bar Association have absolutely
no record of him.

How can that be? They've got a record of
every lawyer.

That's right.

Are you trying to tell me that he's not
a lawyer? Never went to law school,

never passed a bar, never got admitted
in this state or any other.

Now, you have my resume, Mr. Bracken. I
do indeed.

I'll be expecting your call.

Excellent.

Thanks for coming in.

By the way, I like the organizational
dynamics I see around here.

I think I could play a role.

You at all close to a decision, Douglas?

Nussbaum's been calling me like every
half hour. I never thought a grave would

matter that much to me, Arnie. Well,
I've got to tell you, it's about the

stupidest argument I've ever heard.
Everything you're asking for is totally

unenforceable from your end and costs
her nothing.

The fact that you two feel fit to make
it a deal -breaker tells me you're still

looking to stay attached.

Did it ever occur to you that I might
just be a little terrified of the great

beyond? That I might just want to
surround myself with the people I've

closest to?

That there just might be some strength
in numbers? What numbers?

No matter who you're lying next to, you
go out of this life alone.

I don't want to go out alone. No?

Much part of being human is what you're
doing right now.

So is wanting a family.

Douglas, a cluster of tombstones is not
a family. You need to let her go. You

need to get on with your own life.

Am I right, Benno?

Right, Arnie.

You long for peace.

You long for stability.

But your emotions keep you on a
rollercoaster ride through hell.

Yes? Oh, Madame Curie.

So tell me, are we close to a
breakthrough yet?

You just made me spill urine all over
the Shaw complaint.

Damn it.

Maybe you should put a little red
lighter time outside your door.

Maybe I should just...

Check into a sanitarium.

I have the Shaw trial starting this
week.

I have the Voorhees appeal due the first
of next month.

I'm about to get hit with sanctions if I
don't provide Jeff Little's firm with

the discovery they're after in
Kaplowitz. And what am I doing?

This.

So tell me.

Has the magic dot appeared yet?

As a matter of fact, it has.

Great.

Good. Okay.

Good. So...

Figure on sex twice within the next
three days. Good.

Go.

You want to be a little more precise
about that? I mean, I've got a pretty

week myself.

I mean, what is exactly our window of
opportunity?

All right, do it.

Starting within the next 40 hours and
lasting for 30 hours.

All right, so that means any time
between now and 3 a .m. Thursday until 7

Friday. Right.

All right.

Now I can plan my week.

Would you excuse me, please?

Yeah.

Tell me this.

Am I the first to find out about you?

Find out what?

You must have known that Someday Thelma
would check you out.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm
talking about, Counselor.

Come on.

Black guy have a problem.

We both got a problem.

If I go to the court right now with what
I know about you, there'll be an

automatic mistrial. Since my client has
spent more than $50 ,000 in legal fees

and waited more than three and a half
years to get this little matter

he doesn't want a mistrial.

Get to the punchline.

Recommend that your client accept the
settlement order.

Would you sell out your client to
protect yourself?

I don't consider it a sellout. It was a
reasonable offer before we went to

trial. It's an even more reasonable
offer now.

You think I got you beat, Mike.

If I thought you had me beat, I'd go in
there and have a mistrial declared right

now. You want to turn me in, turn me in.

But don't threaten to expose me as a way
to jack up my client.

No settlement?

On the terms you're offering?

No chance.

Okay.

What are you going to do?

Excuse

me.

I'm looking for Randy Huggins.

So?

Someone told me I could find him here.

Who told you that?

I'm a lawyer. I represent Val Mecco.

I don't talk to lawyers. It's against my
religion. Excuse me.

Are you a lawyer, too? No, actually, I'm
a lieutenant with the Los Angeles

Police Department.

And just looking around, I notice you've
got a need -rated patron asleep on your

premises. You're smoking a cigarette
behind the bar, both violations of the

Alcoholic Beverage Commission. Plus,
I'll just bet the water you're washing

those glasses in isn't quite hot enough.

The guy with the long hair playing pool.

I appreciate it.

Randy Huggins?

Who's asking?

My name's Abigail Perkins.

And? I'd like to talk to you about Val
Necco.

Your testimony might be the only thing
that keeps him out of prison.

Val Necco.

I never heard of Val Necco before.

You his old lady or something?

No, I'm his attorney.

She's made of anything, ain't she?

Just your type.

I bet if you take off your shirt, Randy
will tell you whatever you want to know.

Hey.

She just wants to ask a few questions.

So why don't you give her a break, huh?

What are you, a cop?

Why? Are you doing something illegal?

I'm playing pool.

Eight ball in the corner.

Oh, come on now, fellas.

Are you going to make her get a
subpoena?

Hey, you're in my way.

Come on, Bill.

Forget about it. Let's just go, okay?
Yeah, take your girlfriend and get out

here. Better yet, you split and leave
the chick with us.

Think you'd like that, baby?

Hey, you're being rude.

Get your fingers out of my cup.

Why? Am I hurting you?

Not nearly as much as I'm going to hurt
you.

Mr. Dekowski, would you please describe
your business for us? I have a shop in

Redondo Beach where I restore and modify
American performance cars.

GTOs, Chevelles, Kudas.

And when Barry Toland came into your
shop, what exactly did he say?

He said he wanted to buy a goat.

Which you took to mean?

A Pontiac GTO.

And did you ask him if he'd ever driven
a car like that before?

No, sir, I did not.

Why's that?

because he talked like an expert, like
he had driven one all of his life.

Thank you.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

Mr. Takowski, how is the GTO that Mr.
Toland purchased from you different from

one he could have bought at a Pontiac
dealer?

You want me to be specific?

I want you to be very specific.

I bored out the engine, put in oversized
pistons, Edelbrock manifold,

Hedman headers.

Honey carbs, isky cam. Even more of a
muscle car than the stock model.

You could say that, yeah. Quicker off
the line, more power, shorter response

time. Object to counsel's commentary.

Sustained. Strike it. That isky cam was
modified to what's known as three

-quarter race, right?

That's right. That made the car rev a
lot faster than a stock GTO, didn't it?

Yeah. It also made it far more apt to
lurch forward, didn't it? Calls for a

conclusion. He's qualified to make a
conclusion.

Yeah, the witness can answer.

It would only lurch forward if he didn't
know how to drive it.

Exactly.

Thank you.

Now, that being the case, didn't you
think it prudent to take Mr. Toland for

little ride around the block to see if
he did know how to drive it? There was

reason to think that he didn't.

He came in knowing exactly what he
wanted. I don't think he wanted to be

damaged for the rest of his life.

Objection. Sustained and stricken. I
didn't send for this guy. I ain't no

hustler. I do what I do for people who
like to drive fast cars.

That's enough, Mr.

Tokowski. I'm sorry, Jess. I don't get
it. Why is this my fault?

The man's a big shot professor.

I didn't even finish the eighth grade.

Why should I look out after him? Because
you knew what you were doing.

And he didn't.

That's why.

Great.

Hi. Hi. I heard you were signing the
NECO case. Yeah.

Think we can plead it out, go have
lunch?

Well, my guy will still be facing a
parole violation.

He's not expecting accommodation from
the mayor, is he?

What I really need is the continuance.

Well, it would put me in a bad spot.

I have two witnesses down here ready to
testify.

All I'm looking for is a week.

You've had two continuances already. You
asked for another one that just is

going to pin your ears down. Not if you
don't oppose it.

You're not going to care if I oppose it
or not.

This is McGrath we're talking about,
Abby.

Look, Grace, I'm a little shaky right
now.

Can't you, of all people, understand
that?

Yes.

That's why I think that you should let
them reassign a few of your cases and

give yourself the time you need.

Thank you very much.

I'll take my chances with McGrath.

People versus Valentin Netko.

Your Honor, may I approach the bench?

Your Honor, the people aren't ready to
proceed at this time. What?

My apologies to the court, but I
respectfully request a two -week

Your predecessor assured me that this
one was ready to go.

I know, Your Honor. He told me there'd
be no more delays.

My present calendar just got hopeless.
And he especially promised me that I

wouldn't have to hear any excuses about
how busy anybody was.

Two -week continuance.

Marked final against both sides.

Next case.

People versus Lawrence Edward Cohn.

This one yours, too, Ms. Van Owen?

Yes, it is, Your Honor. You gonna ask me
for another continuance?

No, Your Honor. The people are ready to
proceed.

Well, how nice.

Thank you.

Who's next?

Dorothy Wyler?

Ms. Wyler?

Hello.

All right.

You clerk for Judge Gladwin?

Yes.

You were an associate at Harbour and
Bullock?

Have a seat.

You did a lot of appellate work, I see.

I was never really a courtroom person,
but I know my way around a law library.

Where have you been since 1969?

Well, I stopped work when my youngest
was born.

She just turned 19.

I found myself recently divorced, so
here I am.

You've been gone quite a while.

My skills will be a little rusty, but
I'll get them back.

I've taken a few courses with PLI, and
one thing I've never been accused of is

being lazy.

Ms. Weiler, I admire your determination,
but I'm wondering if you've forgotten

what it's like to be a junior associate
in a busy firm.

In other words, is a 52 -year -old woman
prepared to take orders from an

associate half her age?

Well, yes.

Why on earth would you want to put
yourself through all that?

Compared to my divorce?

Let me tell you, it's nothing.

The papers on mine were supposed to be
filed this week.

I'm sorry.

I must say, as miserable as we were
together, the emotional reality of

divorce, the sense of personal failure,
has devastated

me.

I was devastated, too.

There are still mornings when I lie
there thinking that there isn't a

person in the world who'd notice whether
or not I got out of bed.

The mornings are the worst time for me,
too.

You're drifting in and out of sleep,
reliving other mornings from years ago.

The kids were little and they'd climb
into bed.

The whole family, borrowing underneath
the blankets, all sleepy and warm.

Only now, when you open your eyes, the
kids are gone.

Your wife is gone.

And there's no one there but you.

It isn't always easy to let go and get
on with things.

You've done it.

Only because I looked at my life for
what it was instead of what I'd hoped it

would be.

Sometimes we want things to be a certain
way so badly we lose sight of the way

they really are.

Ultimately, I didn't let go of the
marriage.

I let go of an illusion.

Anyway, I'm sure you're not that
interested in my personal life.

I have a feeling I'm not what you're
looking for.

Thank you for your time, Mr. Bracken.

Ms. Weiler?

I have to talk to my partners, but would
you be able to start Monday?

The defendant profits by providing
driving enthusiasts with cars designed

maximum thrills and minimum safety.

Now, I don't think I'm being
unreasonable in asking that he take a

precautions so that these lethal
instruments not be lurching out of

our streets.

When he sold that car to Barry Toland,
he set in motion an accident waiting to

happen. And for that, he was
horrendously negligent.

To the plaintiffs, and to each and every
one of us who drive, who walk, or who

guide our children across the street.

My client had a professorial love of
popular culture.

He liked the sound of saying he had a 64
goat, but he didn't have a clue what it

would be like to drive one.

He never considered that if he shifted
wrong, the rear end would seize up, the

wheels would lock, and he would be sent
speeding into a concrete wall.

Now, I think Giltikowski had an
obligation to ascertain the degree of

Tolan's expertise.

All it would have taken was a ride
around the block. But if he had warned

it might have cost him the sale.

Justice demands that his negligence cost
him more.

Much more.

Wouldn't it be great if we could all be
protected from ourselves?

Steep ski slopes could be made gentle so
that the clumsy wouldn't fall.

Raging rivers could be dammed so that
the inexperienced wouldn't drown.

Spirited horses could be broken so the
neophyte wouldn't be thrown.

Our lives would all be made a little
safer and a little duller until one day

we'd look up and wonder what had become
of us.

If you find for the plaintiff in any
degree, if you impose on an honest

tradesman like Gil Takowski the
obligation to be a surrogate parent for

person who walks into his shop, then you
will wipe him out.

Richard Mathers might say that's a small
price to pay.

After all, who wants these gas -guzzling
speedsters racing down our streets

anyway? Well, I'm here to tell you that
if we lose the Gil Takowskis of this

world, we lose something of ourselves as
well.

If we straightjacket the genius, if we
punish the audacity found in the back

alleys and industrial flats of this
country, if we judge a product solely on

safety in the hands of the incompetent,
then we will find ourselves living under

the tyranny of the mediocre.

in a land where the lowest common
denominator rules.

Now, we can feel bad for what happened
to Barry Toland without relieving him of

the responsibility for bringing it
about.

But if we blame Gil Takowski,

we punish the dreamer for his dreams,

and we reduce every last one of us in
the process.

On the charges of negligence, fraud, and
breach of warranty, we find for the

defendant.

At this time, I'd like to thank the jury
for its time and patience.

Your Honor, I move that the court set
aside the verdict and declare a misdraw.

On what grounds?

The plaintiffs were not represented by
an attorney at law.

They were represented by you. I'm not an
attorney, Your Honor.

And even though these people didn't know
anything about it, counsel for the

defense did.

thereby placing me at a severe
disadvantage in terms of a negotiating

Gentlemen, in my chambers.

Juries to be held.

Your Honor, the paramount issue here
must be the interest of the parties, not

the misconduct of an attorney or an
individual serving in that capacity.

Excuse me, I'll get to you later.

Mr. Cusack, are you at all familiar with
the canon of ethics as it pertains to

an attorney's obligation when he
discovers the unauthorized practice of

Your Honor. When he's made aware of the
ongoing commission of a crime?

Forgive me, Your Honor, but I didn't
think that my client should be

by this man's fraud.

He didn't hesitate to try to victimize
my clients with his own opportunism,

though. Thank you, Mr. Mathers.

You weren't going to say anything unless
you lost.

Is that right, Mr. Cusack?

All I was doing was trying to mitigate
the damage. That isn't your role. When

you found out, you had an obligation to
reveal what you knew.

Period. With all due respect, Your
Honor, Mr. Mathers may be lacking in

character, but his clients receive legal
representation at least as good as that

provided by most of the licensed
practitioners to be found in these

in no way vitiates the need for a
mistrial.

There is a presumptive conclusion that a
party can receive adequate

representation only from an attorney
licensed to practice.

The Tolan's got a fair trial. Justice
isn't served by declaring it void. Thank

you for your commentary, gentlemen.

Mr. Cusack, despite your rhetoric, you
were party to defrauding this court.

I'm declaring this a mistrial, and I'm
referring you to the disciplinary

committee of the Bar Association. You
can tell them how you were trying to

the interests of justice.

Mr. Mathers.

Is this the first case you've lost?

No. Then why the confession now?

Because these people were more innocent
and more ruined than any clients I ever

had before. That's why.

They had terrific lives, and wham, the
bottom fell out. Placed their trust in

to try to obtain for them a little
financial security.

It seems like honoring that trust is a
little more important than covering my

ass.

Gene, will you come in here?

You're smooth, mister.

But I suspect that whatever you'll call
yourself, whatever trade you'll appear

to ply, first, last, and forever, you'll
always be a con man.

Lock Mr. Mathers up.

Hi.

Hi. Yeah.

You want a beer?

Sure.

Here.

What's this?

Sworn statement from Randy Huggins. I
believe it gives your client just what

he's looking for.

How'd you get it?

I can be very persuasive.

He's not going to die of internal
injuries before the trial date?

Never laid a hand on him.

You must have ice water in your veins.

Don't you believe it. I've just learned
a few tricks to make it look that way.

Hey.

Come on now, take it easy. Here, here.

I'm sorry.

It's just... that a lot of people have
been doing me a lot of favors lately.

And it makes me feel so helpless, like I
can't take care of myself.

Which I guess I can't very well right
now.

Listen to me.

I killed a guy who was holding a
hostage. Put six shots in his head while

holding a knife to a woman's throat.

So I'm a big hero, right? My picture's
in the paper, the whole thing.

A month later, I'm on medical
disability.

Sitting home all day with the shades
drawn, drinking vodka and watching

television.

Now I'm not a hero.

I'm just a basket case.

Well, you managed to pull yourself
together pretty well.

Little by little, you put it behind you.

How? Don't try to pretend it didn't
happen.

I mean, don't try to tough it out.

When it gets rough, call me.

You're not alone.

And you take this good care of everyone?

No, the truth is I don't.

Well, I've got a wicked crush on you,
Abigail.

Might as well know it. Oh, boy.

Hey, it's not going to be a problem. If
you want to keep it strictly business,

that's fine.

No, I'm not okay.

Because I'm attracted to you, too.

That said, you'll excuse me. I have to
get home. Wait a minute.

Shouldn't we talk about this? There's
nothing to talk about.

Bill.

This is a mistake that is not going to
happen. Excuse me.

As attracted to you as I might be, I'm
not looking for a hot weekend. Neither

I. Well, I don't have time in my life
for anything more.

I have a seven -year -old son to raise.
I have a struggling law practice to

contend with, and I can't... Let me
help.

No.

It won't work. I... I'm the basket case
right now. I don't trust any of my

impulses, and I don't want to have to
pick up the pieces when they turn out to

be wrong.

Would you consider allowing for the
possibility that your impulses just

right?

No.

Good night.

Hey.

Still not ready to go home? I'm not even
close.

So what are we supposed to do?

Tonight's the night.

I can't help it. I have to prepare for
trial.

It's like I've been hearing about that
trial for a month now.

What do you want to do?

You want to forget about it or what?

Now's the time.

Let's do it now.

What, here?

Why not?

Because this is a law office. That's why
not. You know what, Stuart? I don't

really care.

Do you think I've been hunched over my
test pads and medicine droppers trying

calculate the right time, only to have
you tell me you don't like the

atmosphere? Yeah, well, pardon me for
being approved, but I generally like to

confine this activity to the privacy of
a bedroom.

Well, we don't have that luxury.

Let's go. Take off your pants.

Fine.

What do you want?

Just to talk to you for a minute.

Look, I've got some things to be sorry
about.

Not the least of which was that whole
business about the grave.

I know it's important to you.

Forget I ever mentioned it.

Arnie will draw up the papers and send
them over to Nussbaum, just like we

You mean it?

It'll be good to get it done with
Douglas.

Are the kids home?

They're having dinner at the
Nathanson's.

Ah.

You want to come in?

I don't think so.

Boy, if this is what we wanted, how come
we're both so glum?

We slept in the same bed together for
nearly our entire adult lives.

I know.

It's hard to imagine that it's all come
to an end.

It hasn't really.

No.

We have kids.

That'll give us something to fight about
for years.

You're right.

It's not being dead together, but it's
something.

I guess so.

Are you sure you don't want to come in
and have a cup of coffee?

Thanks.

I should probably be going.

Another time.

Good night.

Good night.

You can't be telling me you're actually
going to do more work between now and

tomorrow morning. Hey, if I pick up the
file now, I go directly to court in the

morning, which means I have an extra
half an hour of sleep, which means I'm

rested, which means I do a better job.

Aha, the sleep litigation efficiency
theory. Better it is. Right.

Whoa. I didn't know anyone was in here.
Yeah, well, there are two people in

here.

So why don't you close the door, John?

Absolutely.

You happy now?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, don't forget this was all your
idea.

Oh, right.

You had nothing to do with it.

What?

Ann? Stuart?

Yes, Victor. It's Ann and Stuart.

And right now we're not receiving
visitors.

No problem.

At least we could get dressed.

I can't get dressed. I have to leave my
legs up.

How many times do I have to tell you
that?

By the way, Stuart, you're in great
shape on the stock purchase. The

inherited their shares, and the base
that they took shows a valuation date

the alleged Altravera's act.

Get out of here, Jonathan.

What's the matter with that guy?

You know, you guys never even asked us
if we enjoyed the game.

Look, I think maybe there's another way
to go about this.

Tell me how.

Once we have the baby, does it really
matter where we got it?

Adoption.

I think we ought to give it a shot.

It's not just because it's too much
trouble for our busy, busy lives, is it?

Ann.

It's because I love you too much to feel
this desperate.

And it's because I don't ever think
you're going to get pregnant with me.

I love you, Stuart.

I love you so much.

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