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Previously on L .A. Law.

We're doing exactly what Mr. Okubo did.

We're buying a kidney.

We either do it or she dies.

You aided and abetted a federal crime.
If you ever do anything remotely like

that again, you will be out of here.

And the same goes for you.

We didn't mean for it to happen. It just
kind of snuck up on us.

What I'm trying to say is...

Would it bother you if Grace and I
started seeing each other?

Yes.

The new partners were voted on.

Victor's in, you're out.

Those bastards.

I wanted to tell you, Abby, but... But
what? What, your obligation to the

partner took precedence over our
friendship? I get it exactly, Anne.

You're the most important thing in my
life.

And you always will be.

Then come home.

The idea of representing you is
repugnant to me. Grace.

You can help me avoid the stain of an
investigation.

I'm willing to pay you $300 ,000 to do
it.

Why wasn't this out in the open, Leland?
I wasn't hiding it. I just decided not

to publicize it. I knew there'd be
opposition.

No jail for you this year.

Thank you, Leland.

I don't know how I could ever repay you.

Thank you, Stuart. That was wonderful.

Yeah, we get to go home together.

That's the best part.

Oh, my God.

What?

Don't make it obvious, but nice and
slow. Look to your immediate right.

That's nice and slow.

What the hell are they doing here?

What does it look like they're doing?
They're having dinner.

You think it's social?

It couldn't be social.

You think it's social?

They're sitting in a booth. Why would
they choose a booth unless...

So, they'll plea it out to life, but
that's all.

Life imprisonment? What the hell good is
that?

It beats the death penalty, which is
what you're looking at. Lionel, you've

one murder conviction already. They
don't have to give you anything.

How about parole?

No.

Let's go for the trial, then. You know,
life's as good as the gas to me.

Okay. It's your call.

I don't know what was in my head not
killing that girl. If she's dead, they

no eyewitness. Are you telling me right
now that you did kill the husband?

Well, that'd be pretty stupid on me,
right, counselor?

Smarter for me just to tell you nothing.

They give you soup, right?

Yeah, and a tie.

Where? We go in at 2 o 'clock. I'll see
you there.

You're going to be a good lawyer, aren't
you, Mr.

Cifuente?

First up, a very happy birthday.

To Arnold Becker. Happy birthday,
Arnold.

Happy birthday. Happy birthday, Arnold.

Thank you. My birthday isn't until
Thursday.

Agreed. But since you seem to be
particularly anxious about it, I thought

take the opportunity to remind you every
day this week. Big 4 -0. 39.

Can we move on, please? Of course.

Anybody seen Miss Perkins? Yes, she's in
her office. She sends her regrets.

What do you mean she sends her regrets?

She's skipping the staff meeting?
Evidently, she's under the impression

could manage without her.

I can't imagine what she could be
thinking.

Ah, Victor.

People versus Lionel Sanders?

I'll start this afternoon.

How can you actually defend this scum?
The court ordered me to represent the

guy, and it's not like I had much of a
choice. It's the same. You're going to

fight like hell to get him off, right? I
hope I lose.

But to answer your question, yes, I'm
going to fight for the guy.

That's what I was appointed to do,
right?

Moving on. Grace, you authorized payment
of hospital expenses for a Ms.

Helena Washington?

That's the woman who supplied the kidney
for Carol Graff. She developed some

complications, and to protect the firm
from potential liability, I saw to it

be hospitalized and fully checked.
What's this about? We went through a

broker to get Carol Graff's kidney. Why
aren't we just hearing about this now?

I've already reprimanded both Grace and
Mulaney on this matter. No, no, that's

not the point. No file was opened. No
case number was assigned.

Why was this done secretly? It shouldn't
have been. They screwed up.

Move on, Douglas.

There is some good news. Leland has
landed Velnick Industries, a major

manufacturing company of household
fixtures, a client which could generate

billables upwards of a quarter of a
million dollars annually.

That's terrific. That is good news. And
more good fortune. I note, Arnold, you

have a meeting with Christina Shepard
regarding her divorce from Leonard Bay,

CEO of Kenmore Consolidates. This could
be major.

Mr. Bay is worth between 50 and 100
million.

Hopefully I'll reel in Mrs. Bay this
morning.

Let's hope so. It's been a while since
you brought in a big one. What are you

bringing in, Doug?

It was an observation.

Don't be so sensitive during your
birthday week. Douglas.

Sorry. We're adjourned. Grace, call me
in my office, please.

Can it wait? I... No.

In my office now.

Why wasn't I told about this kidney
broker thing?

It didn't involve you, that's why. You
expose us to this kind of liability, it

damn well does involve me. Well, Leland
knew all about it and already gave us

chapter and verse. That doesn't absolve
you of your obligation to inform me

about it. What do you mean, inform you?

This was a function of the litigation
department. That means you come in here,

you tell me everything. Hey, hey, hey,
cut the crap, will you, Michael? You got

a problem with me seeing Victor.

Fine. But it is totally unprofessional
for you to... I am talking about the way

you practice law. No, you're not. This
is personal. This is professional. As

head of litigation... You're not head of
litigation. I am.

What? That's right, Michael. Leland made
me head of litigation.

It was a condition of my coming here. So
don't tell me what I can or can't do as

a lawyer here. And don't tell me what I
can or can't do concerning anything

else.

Are you finished with me?

I'm not going to lie, even though I
happen to be quite good at it.

Thank you.

You're the ninth lawyer I've gone to.

The other eight have all said the prenup
can't be broken, which is terrible

since it limits me to $500 ,000. And you
want more?

Much more.

Leonard's worth about $70 million.

$500 ,000 just seems a little bit
trivial.

Maybe, but then on the other hand,
you've only been married to him for

months. Quality time.

Look, I made a mistake.

A mistake I would like him to pay for.

And I hear you're creative.

Let me look at the agreement, see what I
can come up with.

$400 an hour applied against a non
-refundable retainer of $30 ,000. That

a bit high compared to the others.

I don't compare to the others, Miss
Shepard.

Is that right?

I'm going to have three lawyers comb
through this little contract, and then

you're going to tell me everything you
know about your husband, everything,

whether you think it matters or not.

Then I'm going to get to work and make
you a very large amount of money.

How does that sound?

You arrived home around 11 p .m.? Yes,
we went to a movie.

John parked the car in the garage and we
came in through the side door and he

was there in the kitchen.

And what happened, Mrs. Purcell?

Well, I think we surprised him at first
because he jumped back.

Then he pointed his gun at us. Does this
look like the gun, ma 'am?

Yes. People offer this as Exhibit 1,
Your Honor.

And... What happened next, Mrs. Purcell?
He started screaming at us to get down

on the floor. He said if we didn't get
on the floor that he would kill us.

Keep going.

Well, we did what he told us to do, and
he was swearing all the time. He was

swearing at us.

And then he made John take off his
watch, and he made me give him my rings

bracelet.

Then he put his gun in my mouth.

And he was laughing.

He told John to look because he wanted
him to watch. He wanted him to watch his

wife die.

I thought he was going to kill me right
then and there.

And then he took the gun out of my
mouth, and he hit me in the side of the

with it, and I guess I just blacked out.

And what's the next thing that you
remember?

Waking up and seeing John there, lying
in the blood.

He had a... He had a hole inside his
head. He... He was shot. He killed my

husband. And you're absolutely sure this
was the man you saw that night?

Yes. Yes, that's him.

Thank you, Mrs. Purcell.

Nothing further?

Mrs. Purcell, my name is Victor
Cifuentes.

And, ma 'am, I am truly sorry for your
loss.

Now, you didn't see my client shoot your
husband, did you?

No, I didn't see it.

Okay.

Okay.

I have nothing further.

Well, the prints from inside the house
match those of the defendant. And based

on that, as well as Mrs. Broussel's
positive photo identification, we sought

obtained the warrant and proceeded to
arrest Mr.

Sanders at his residence. And,
Detective, did you search the

apartment incident to this arrest?

Yes, we did.

And what did you find?

Located under some dishrags beneath the
sink was a .357 Magnum. I show you

People's Exhibit 1 and ask if you
recognize it. This is the gun we found.

recognized it by the...

chip on the handle. You ran this through
ballistics?

Yes, and they confirmed this to be the
gun used to kill John Purcell.

Sir, what else did you find on the
premises or on the person of the

Lionel Sanders? We recovered a watch and
some jewelry identified as belonging to

the victim and his wife. We also noticed
a bullet wound on the arm of the

defendant. Were you able to ascertain
the cause of that wound?

We believe the victim attempted to go to
the aid of his wife as the defendant

beat her.

The gun probably went off, wounding the
defendant, and it was likely at this

time he fatally shot Mr. Brassell.

Thank you, Detective.

I have nothing further, Your Honor.

You have no eyewitness to the shooting,
do you, Detective?

To the actual shooting?

No, we don't. And it is possible, isn't
it, that the fatal gunshot could have

gone off during the struggle? It doesn't
matter. Felony murder rule. Move to

strike. Even if it goes off by accident,
it's still murder one. Move to strike.

That is a legal conclusion.

Sustained. Thank you. You can't rule out
the possibility that this was an

accident, can you? He was shot, point
-blank, Counselor. I don't think that's

accident. It could have gone off during
the struggle, right, Detective?

It could have, but I doubt it.

Thank you, sir.

That's all.

What the hell are you talking about
accidents for? It don't matter if it's

accident. Just for sentencing right now,
that's the only thing worth

concentrating on. Hey, stop going
through the damn motions and do

trying to tell you there's not much we
can do here. Then screw the hell up in

there. Give me an appeal for inadequate
counsel. Give me a damn mistrial,

anything. It's not gonna work. Do
something for God's sakes. I'm looking

freaking gas chamber here.

They appointed you to defend me, so damn
it, let's see a defense.

Look, all I can tell you is...

Right now we're looking at a certain
conviction now you can testify and try

change this but you have an obligation
to tell the truth You understand what

saying? I cannot put you up on the stand
if I know you're gonna lie.

I got you put me up there I'm just gonna

ask you what happened and you tell me
right

Hi,

hi, how we doing Oh, we're all right.
Arnie's in his office sulking.

He's really freaked.

And a surprise party's just what he
needs.

Rox, I need you... Hi.

Hi, sweetie.

Dropped by to say hello.

Uh -huh.

Look, in case you two are planning any
surprise parties, forget it. I am not

celebrating this birthday.

Well, go out to dinner, just you and me.
No, I have to work late Thursday night.

Arnie. Excuse me.

Sorry, the thing's airtight. Don't tell
me that, Jonathan. They haven't invented

an airtight prenup. They have now. This
thing's crafted.

You're telling me this ten minutes
before my meeting? I've been telling you

since last night. Forget it, Jonathan.
Just forget it. Fine.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

No parties.

Now what do we do?

I already booked the caterer.

Relax. We'll just do it here.

Here? If we can't get him to the party,
we can bring the party to him.

What can I do for you, Ann?

I thought initially I wouldn't say
anything.

But now that I think about it... Stuart
and I had dinner at Tribeca the night

before last.

And as we were leaving, we saw you kiss
Rosalind Shays.

Uh -huh.

Is that it? Uh -huh.

I didn't know that my social life was
any of your business.

It is if it affects the firm. Oh, this
doesn't affect the firm. You had us

represent her in that SNL case because
of your involvement.

That's deception, Leland, if not an
outright lie. We represented her to save

ourselves $300 ,000.

It has nothing to do... Then why didn't
you just tell us you were seeing her?

Well, if you were having an affair with
Rosalind Shays, would you tell anybody?

You're sleeping with her.

Please leave, Ann. I don't trust that
woman.

I didn't trust her motives when she was
here, and I certainly don't trust them

with you now. I said leave.

Leland, you got a minute? What do you
want?

Oh, I'm sorry.

What can I do for you, Michael?

Grace Van Owen and Tommy Mullaney
violated federal law. We have knowledge

thereby putting us at serious risk if we
do nothing.

We could all be disbarred, or worse, we
could all be brought up on conspiracy

charges. What are you saying?

I'm saying that, like it or not, we have
to do something to protect ourselves.

At a very minimum, they should both be
suspended.

Well, you can't be serious.

Leland, the donor is sick. If she dies,
there will damn well be an

investigation. If we are so much as
charged criminally, this firm is

But if we suspend them, we leave
ourselves open to scrutiny.

Then we have to do it very carefully. We
simply suspend them without pay for

undisclosed reasons.

The partners will never suspend Grace.
On your strong recommendation, they

might. Does this have anything to do
with Grace's new relationship with

I know about it. It's all over the
place. I am talking about this firm.

Period. I won't make that
recommendation. But you're risking the

This discussion is over, Michael.

Who's head of litigation?

I beg your pardon?

Grace told me that you made her head of
litigation when you hired her. At the

time, you were leaving the firm. But I
didn't leave the firm. I stayed.

Who is head of litigation, Leland?

Well, this firm has never operated on
that kind of hierarchy. Officially, who

head of litigation?

I made a commitment to Grace.

I stand by that commitment.

When is it ever going to cease to suck
around here?

This agreement is so fundamentally
unfair it virtually has no chance of

up. 500 grand for seven months. I'd say
she gets off, okay? Given your client's

net worth, Mr. Cleland, this contract is
unconscionable. She was represented by

counsel. This thing is binding. But
ambiguity is construed against the

That's very true.

But there's nothing ambiguous about it.
There is enough to get into court where

things can get very ugly. That is not
something that you want, sir. Is that a

threat? Well, I don't know. The line
between threat and promise is so easily

blurred. Go ahead and sue.

I'll cross -claim her for being a gold
-digging malicious slut. We'll add on

slander. I'm surprised, Christine. Is
this all you come up with? Let me tell

what I'm going to do. In exchange for
you recommending to your client that she

walk with the 500 and not a penny more,
I'll recommend to my client that he not

haul you in on sanctions for abuse of...
Who do you think you're talking to? A

lawyer that has no case, that's who. Do
some research, Mr. Cleland.

You're dealing with Arnold Becker here.

Uh -oh.

Yeah, you're right. Instead of five,
we'll give you four. What's he in court?

Hey, you know, she's hired every lawyer
in town to crack this. That should tell

you something about the validity of this
prenuptial.

And as for you, you're a nice choice.

I should say something, too. Come on,
Lenny.

We're dealing with Arnold Becker.

Look, why don't you just bill me for the
time spent and I'll be good at that,

all right? It's not over yet.

Well, for us, I think it is.

Look, you're a very nice man.

It would be lovely to meet you, but I
think... I'm not finished with him yet.

And you're not going to fire me.

You give me another day and I'm going to
beat those bastards. I am not a nice

man.

I promise.

I needed the money for drugs. That's why
I broke into the house.

I'd just gotten inside when they came
home.

And what happened, Mr. Sanders, after
the Brucelles entered their home?

It was like she said at first. I put my
gun to them, said get down on the floor.

I took their jewelry.

Did you put your gun inside Mrs.
Brucelles' mouth?

The reason I did that would make it
harder for her to remember me. I figured

got a gun barrel in her face.

She's not thinking about the color of my
eyes.

So, you did that to shock her, yes?

Yeah. Since I knew I wasn't going to
kill her, I didn't want her remembering

You strike her with the gun?

Yes, sir. And then she passed out, so I
stopped.

And next you turned to Mr. Brassell.
Yes, sir.

Did you put your gun inside his mouth,
too? No, sir.

Well, could you tell the court what
happened then?

I raped him.

You raped him?

Yes.

And then what happened?

He was crying the whole time, begging me
to stop.

And I made him, uh... I made him do
things to me.

What things?

Sex things.

And in the middle of it, he jumped up
and grabbed me. That's when he got the

away from me.

So Mr. Brissell got possession of the
revolver? Yes.

And I started to run away, and that's
when he shot me.

And then what happened?

Well, he just hit the floor.

You know, I didn't know that he had just
got me in the arm. I thought that, uh,

this was it, you know? I thought he was
gonna kill me. So what did you do?

I just laid there on the floor and
pretended I was dead and prayed to God

Almighty that he'd let me live.

And, uh, and the man, he just started
crying again.

Mr. Brassell started crying?

Yeah, he was crying and, uh, he began to
tremble and... God, and that's when he

done it.

Did what?

He put the gun to his head and he just,
uh...

He just pulled the trigger.

Is it your testimony, then, that Mr.
Brassell committed suicide? I swear

how it happened. I wasn't going to kill
either of them. He put the gun to his

own head.

So then what did you do? Well, I got the
gun and I left. Look, Mr. Cifuentes, I

didn't kill nobody.

I broke in there to steal and I
committed a rape. I should go to jail

forever, but I did not kill that man.

Thank you, sir.

I have nothing further.

Mr. Sanders, you expect us to believe
that the victim just took your

gun and shot himself?

My word to God, that's what happened.
Didn't check on his wife?

Didn't call an ambulance to make sure
she'd get help?

Just turned the gun on himself and
fired? Objection.

Your Honor, that goes to the victim's
state of mind.

Sustained. How come you never told us
this before?

Because I knew nobody would believe me.
You were previously convicted of

manslaughter in 1980, weren't you, Mr.
Sanders?

For which you served eight years? I
ain't lived my life too good. I've done

lot of stuff I deserve to be punished
for. Does that answer yes or no?

Yes. I committed that murder in 1980,
but this one I didn't. That man, he

killed himself.

I didn't murder anybody that night.

I didn't.

So what are you going to do?

What else can I do? I have to try to
prove this guy's story.

But you yourself said it's a total lie.

Yeah, but I don't know for a fact that
it's a lie.

Do you even remotely believe this guy?

No. Well, then... But it doesn't matter.

If I don't use and incorporate his
testimony into my defense, then I'm as

as admitting to the jury that I don't
believe him. And that's violation of

privilege.

I gotta go with this cock and bull
story.

I gotta do whatever I can to try to
prove it.

Oh, Victor.

What if you pull it off?

Dr.

Felder? Mr. Cifuentes?

Thanks for coming.

Tommy and Melanie told me you're the
best.

Well, I don't know what I can do on such
short notice, but, hell, let's give it

a try. I tried to get a continuance,
but, uh... Look, these were all the

medicals that I could dig up so far in
John Brassell.

Now, anything that you could possibly do
to support the theory... When am I

going on, hmm?

Forty -five minutes.

God.

Okay. Let me pour through this.

Bring the check?

Yeah. $2 ,000, right?

I'm going to need a receipt to get the
reimbursement.

No problem.

I wish I could give you more time to
prepare. Not to worry.

Forty -five minutes should be fine.

And so you're saying it's possible that
this was a suicide?

It was very possible.

The trauma of rape can affect near
psychotic reactions.

Victims are very often suicidal.

Why is that, Dr. Felder?

Rape is extremely destructive.

The sense of violation is overwhelming.

Mr. Brassell was the victim of brutal,
violent sodomy. And this could cause a

man to take his own life?

Usually the suicidal tendencies manifest
later, but there are no rules here.

This man had to sit by helplessly and
watch his wife get a pistol stuck in her

mouth, get knocked unconscious.

Then he was forced to have anal sex.

He was forced to orally...

copulate this stranger?

Well, this could very definitely have
consumed him with such self -disgust he

just snapped.

There's plenty of anecdotal evidence to
support this. Thank you, Dr. Felder. One

more thing. I examined the coroner's
report, and from the angle of the bullet

wound... Objection! It definitely could
have been self -inflicted. Objection!

This man is not a coroner. He has no
foundation.

Sustained. Members of the jury will give
no way to the remark regarding the

angle of the bullet wound. Well, one
does not have to be a coroner. Dr.

be quiet.

I have nothing further, Your Honor.

You never knew or even met the victim,
did you? No, no, I did not. And you're

here espousing psychological opinions on
him? I'm talking about rape and

suicide. You're talking about whatever
defense counsel wants you to talk about.

Throwing around any psychological
buzzwords you can think of to justify

Objection, counsel.

Let me tell you something, Miss Kennedy.
I don't like the defendant.

I think he should rot in prison for the
rest of his life, but that doesn't mean

that I should overlook the evidence
which is in front of me. That evidence

suggests the very real possibility, if
not probability, that John Rousseau took

his own life. That's why I'm sitting in
this witness chair.

And when you investigated this crime
detective, you never explored the

possibility of suicide, did you? No, we
did not. When you recovered the murder

weapon, you found two prints on it which
belonged to the victim.

Didn't you? Well, probably during the
struggle, he grabbed a hold of the gun.

The victim's prints were on the gun. Yes
or no?

Yes. And you never explored the
possibility that the victim was raped.

that right? There's nothing in the
autopsy report to suggest that he was.

But if there was no tearing or semen,
autopsy could have missed it. In fact,

sir, you ordered to exhume the body of
John Brassell yesterday to check for

evidence of rape. Isn't that right?

That's correct.

What did the coroner conclude?

There was too much decomposition to
tell. It was inconclusive.

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Christina.

You're late. Where the hell were you?

This better be good, Arnie. Just play
along, Christina.

Gentlemen. I'll tell you, I will move
for sanctions. This is my meeting, Mr.

Cleland. I'd appreciate it if you...
Yeah, well, you'd just be glad we showed

up. Now, let's just settle this, and I
don't want to hear any more garbage

breaking the deal. Oh, I don't care
about the prenup.

We're going to be seeking an annulment
to the entire marriage.

An annulment? You've got to be kidding.
I'm not kidding.

Your client induced this woman into
wedlock through fraud.

What are you talking about? I'm talking
about your inability to naturally

consummate your marriage, sir.

I'm talking about your penile implant.

His what?

Oh, God.

My client had no knowledge that a
material part of your anatomy was

She knew it. After you were married. She
never would have known it had one of

your cylinders not ruptured. For God's
sake. What is this crap? This crap

concerns an internal mechanical device
designed to give him an artificial

erection. Wait, just a second. You're
not impotent.

Absolutely not.

I'm functioning. With the aid of
technology, yes, but... You son of a...

This is the lowest, most disgusting ploy
I've ever heard of. Thank you, and

besides that, it's relevant.

It goes directly to the issue of
conjugal relations and therefore is

annulment. All right, my friend, you
want an annulment, you got one.

But that means that they were never
married, so instead of $500 ,000, she's

entitled to absolutely nothing.
Excellent point.

The only thing is, for the annulment,
I'll have to file the grounds with the

court and therefore make it a matter of
public record that the CEO of Kimmore

Consolidates has this built -in body
pump that shoots liquids into it. That's

blackmail. Two million dollars, Mr. Bay,
or the whole world finds out you're a

self -made man.

You can't do this.

Two million dollars by the end of
business tomorrow.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Her ninth choice.

All right, Abby, how long is this going
to go on? I said I was sorry. And I

accepted your apology.

Let's just forget it, okay? But you
haven't forgotten it. You've been

it around for over a week now. Anne, I'm
sorry if it makes you feel

uncomfortable. I'll try and look happy.

Look, I would quit if I could afford to.
I really would.

But I have a son.

And I am a sixth -year associate in a
depressed market. I have nowhere else to

go.

So, I trudge in here every day to
McKenzie, Brackman, Cheney, Cusack, and

Becker, so pleased with myself.

The depressed market is the only reason
you weren't made partner. Your work is

great. Everybody likes you. It's simply
a question of economics.

That probably doesn't make you feel any
better, but you have to know there is

still a lot of support for you here.

Who voted against me?

That's confidential.

Leland and I voted yes.

Everybody else voted no.

Did Leland push for me or did he just
vote? He fully supported you. No, did he

push for me?

What's the difference? How? The
difference is we had a deal. Last year,

struck a bargain with Jonathan and me.

We pledged our support for him in his
fight against Rosalind in exchange for

promise to endorse us for partnership
when the time came. Quid pro quo, just

like that? Yeah. And what I want to know
is, did he keep his promise?

Oh, yeah.

He kept it.

Yes?

I'm sorry.

About before, I was out of line, Grace.

Okay, let's forget it. Hold on a minute.
You don't even know what I'm

apologizing for.

Yesterday, I went to Leland behind your
back.

I tried to get him to suspend you and
Tommy Mullaney, ostensibly to protect

firm, but more likely to punish you.

The only explanation I have for all of
this is that I'm not over you,

Grace.

I thought I was, but...

know how far your relationship has
progressed with Victor, but I do know

love you.

And I want you back.

That's not going to happen, Michael.

Is it Victor?

It's me.

You.

And yes, Victor.

I've got to get back to work.

Again, I'm sorry.

You're doing what? That's what I said.
We're dismissing the burglary and

aggravated assault.

Why? I'll tell you why. She knows the
jury hates my guy so much they're never

going to dare let him walk. By
dismissing the other two counts, the

available means to lock him up will be
the murder charge.

If I want to dismiss in the interest of
justice... Then I want the complaint

amended to include the rape.

Opposed. He admitted it under oath. The
interest of justice would also

mandate... I'll bring the rape charges
after this trial. Judicial economy says

do it now. All right. You're both very
clever.

Look, if the district attorney wants to
dismiss on burglary and aggravated

assault, I really can't stop her. And
I'm certainly not amending the complaint

to include rape now. That would be
against the defendant's constitutional

rights. We waive it. State won't
stipulate.

Sorry, counsel.

Burglary and assault dismissed. He
remains up on murder alone.

Look, I don't want this guy to go free
either.

But this isn't right.

You're trying to box the jury into a
corner with their own fear so that you

get a murder conviction that you might
not otherwise get.

You are doing whatever you can to get
him off, Victor.

I'm doing whatever I can to get him on
death row.

Yeah, but you know what? You're playing
loose with the rules.

You're dropping counts to force jurors'
hands. You're playing fancy -free with

the system here, and you are letting us.
I've made my ruling.

Closing arguments, 10 o 'clock tomorrow
morning.

To be perfectly honest with you, ladies
and gentlemen, I hate Lionel Sanders.

I'm here as an attorney under court
appointment.

I have to tell you that the idea of
representing this man is repulsive to

But that doesn't change the fact that on
the charge of

murder here, Lionel Sanders...

must be acquitted. He must be. Nobody
saw him shoot the victim.

The prosecution has offered nothing to
refute his testimony. The evidence

suggests that the bullet wound could
have been self -inflicted.

Victim's fingerprints were on the gun.

You heard Dr. Felder talk about the
psychological effects of rape, the

being sodomized, and how that could
drive a man to take his own life.

Yesterday morning, the prosecution
suddenly had enough doubt themselves

they ordered the body to be exhumed, and
the tests were inconclusive.

The prosecution cannot exclude the
possibility of suicide here, and that

that they can't negate reasonable doubt.

Now, you can all...

go back to that room and unanimously
conclude that sitting over there is a

despicable human being.

You can go back hoping that when he's
brought up on those rape charges, and he

will be after this trial is over, that
he's put away for a long, long time.

But what you cannot do, ladies and
gentlemen of the jury, is ignore the

that reasonable doubt exists here. No
matter what she says, no matter what

tell you, she can't stand here and rule
out suicide because they never

investigated it.

They never even investigated it.

So, you can be weak and do the popular
thing, or you can be

strong and cling to the principles and
the obligations that you took an oath to

uphold.

It's not easy.

Dammit, your job is not easy here.

But be it for this system's integrity.

or simply your own.

You have to do it.

You have to do your job.

Ladies and gentlemen, Lionel Sanders is
a convicted felon

who, by his own admission, had killed
before.

He made up a wild suicide theory to save
his life.

Hired a veteran professional witness
doctor to lend credence to his theory,

that is his whole defense.

He broke into this home, battered the
wife. A bullet from his gun

ended up in the head of Mr. Broussel.
And they're asking you to swallow

There's no evidence of rape here.
Nothing. In the autopsy or anywhere

because he made it up.

He is a cold -blooded, two -time killer
who told a desperate lie on the witness

stand in order to get you people to
acquit him of a vicious homicide.

Don't do it, ladies and gentlemen.

You know what he is.

Don't give him the chance to show up one
day in your kitchen.

Thank you.

What's going on? I have nothing to do
with this. I'll take responsibility,

Douglas, since I'm the catalyst.

We have some concerns, Leland, and we'd
like to address them. What kind of

concerns? With leadership.

Specifically, your emerging track record
for deception.

You concealed your social relationship
with Rosalind while mandating that we

represent her. You secretly promised
Grace that she would be head of

You never even told Michael, or me for
that matter. Oh, please.

Yesterday, I found out that you made a
covert partnership promise to Jonathan

and Abby in exchange for them backing
you against Rosalind.

My God, Leland, you sat in this room
last week endorsing Abby on her merits

it was really a political payback. I
truly believe she would make a great

partner. The point is you don't make
deals like that, and you of all people

to know that. Today, I learned through a
little checking that Velnick

Industries, our new big client, is a
subsidiary of the Tamman Group

a corporation whose head lawyer is
Rosalind Shays. Did she refer this

to you? So what if she did? So you never
told us about that.

Now, since Rosalind's client has control
over our client, she indirectly has

some control over us here. That's
ridiculous. It's not ridiculous.

You've completely subverted the
democratic process.

You're running around making decisions
that affect all of us, and yet you're

keeping us totally in the dark. You
hired C .J. Lamb unilaterally. That

have been put to a vote. You hired Tommy
Mullaney unilaterally. That also should

have been put to a vote. I'm trying to
build our revenues back up here, and C

.J. We don't like your methods. We don't
like the secrecy. Especially now that

Rosalind's got... Now that's out of
line, damn it. Maybe it is. But this is

partnership, not a dictatorship.

We've called this meeting to make our
feelings clear. Fine. Now let me express

my feelings.

The burden is still on me to bring in
the business.

I can't spend eight hours a day trying
to build a client base and take out time

to serve your sense of democracy.

I know I've been cutting some
administrative corners, but it is tough

rainmaker and office ambassador at the
same time. So what are you saying?

I'm saying I'm going to set my
priorities.

For the next six weeks, I'm going to
completely concentrate on expanding our

client list, thus free myself from all
this office bureaucracy.

I am passing the senior partnership
temporarily over to Douglas. You can't

that. I certainly can. The partnership
agreement authorizes me to make a pro

designation unilaterally, and that's
what I'm doing. Douglas, for the next

weeks, you're in charge. I leave it to
you to establish a fair and democratic

process that everyone can live with.

Are there any more questions from
anyone?

Good. Thank you for airing your
concerns.

This meeting is adjourned.

Isn't this exciting?

Mr. Bay.

What a surprise.

You don't know how this kills me.

I could have just sent it over by
messenger, but... Listen.

Even though the deal says that she can't
talk about my...

You know, I know how lawyers tell war
stories to each other, and that this

be a good one. I won't tell anyone.

I must be the world's biggest sap, huh?

Thinking that a girl like that could go
for an old fart like me. As much as I

can tell about your ex -wife, Mr. Bay, I
wouldn't bother measuring yourself by

her standards.

But I do, you know. The problem is...

I grew up handsome, and I just can't
face the reality that one day, even if

isn't now, that people aren't going to
think that I'm attractive.

I'm going to walk into a room, and girls
like Christina aren't going to look.

What are you, 42, 43?

39. Well, then you know what I mean.

You still turning heads?

That old smile still work like it used
to? Oh, I don't really worry about that.

Well, then you're lucky.

You're lucky you're not vain, because
aging...

There's nothing gradual about it. You're
just suddenly old.

Is that why you got the implant?

I didn't need it. I wasn't impotent or
anything. I just wanted to be as strong

and as virile.

God, I thought that one day I'd end up
with this limp, useless rag like. Mr.

Bay, I've got another meeting, so, uh...
Yeah.

Tell Christine I wish the best for her,
okay?

Sure.

They've come down to second degree.

Which translates to what?

20 years.

You see that?

Never underestimate the value of a good
lie counselor. Three days ago it was

life. Now it's 20 years.

Look, you really need to decide. They
can come back in any time.

20 years is pretty good.

Parole, you'll be out in 15.

Well, what do you think?

We got a chance?

Yeah, there's always a chance.

There's also a big risk. You lose,
you're looking at the death penalty.

Yeah.

You know something?

I'm feeling lucky.

You did a hell of a job in there, and I
am feeling pretty lucky.

Even if you win, you're still looking at
the rate. So what? Even with high term

and the prior, I'll be out of there at
seven, which is a lot better than 20.

Let's roll the dice, Counselor.

Your closing argument in there today was
fantastic.

I got a call today about something that
might interest you.

Shh, please.

Everybody quiet.

I'm going to go get Arnie now.

Okay.

Arnie, are you in there? It's me,
Roxanne.

Go away.

Artie.

Get up. Are you crazy? Get out of here.

What the hell's the matter with you?
Your wife and 20 of your closest friends

are in a reception area waiting to give
you a surprise party. That's what's the

matter with me.

Get your clothes on, for God's sake.

You don't go anywhere. You stay right
here in this office, and you don't move

until I come back and say you can. Rox.

Hurry up and get ready, Arnie, before
somebody walks in, you stupid jerk.

Okay.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Okay, I'm ready.

Nice time for a nap, Arnie.

Stop it. You just look surprised. Damn
it, you stupid, selfish, ungrateful pig.

Madam Foreman, has the jury reached a
verdict?

We have.

What say you?

In the matter of People v.

Lionel Sanders on the charge of first
-degree murder, we find the defendant

guilty.

Members of the jury, thank you for your
service. The defendant's free to go.

Your Honor, I have a warrant for the
arrest of Mr. Sanders on the grounds of

aggravated rape, and I ask that he be
taken into custody.

So ordered. Bailiff.

We stand adjourned. Mr. Sanders, are you
going to plead guilty to the rape?

What now? I'm confident that we'll win
there, too. The DA's office and the

police have both stated for the record
that they don't believe there was a

I think I'll make reasonable doubt.

I would like to thank my attorney.
Obviously, we're both satisfied that it

been done.

Do you want me to continue to represent?

I have no comment, that's all.

I just want a little chat in front of
the courthouse.

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