All language subtitles for LA Law s06e03 Do the Spike Thing.eng

Previously on L .A. Law.

I will not consider renting space to
Susan Bloom.

Her practice is phenomenal.

She represents half of Hollywood, and
she's willing to pay top dollar.

They call her Jaws, Douglas.

Together, we're Fred Astaire and Ginger
Rogers.

She had the sex, he had the class.

If you mean a merger, that's out of the
question.

I like to cohabit before I get married.
We, uh, share space, see what happens.

You're just looking for a conviction to
insulate the department from a civil

suit. That's not gonna happen. Then we
got another problem.

See, the grandmother that was raped, we
showed her your picture. With others, of

course. And while she couldn't
conclusively ID you as the rapist, she

rule you out either.

How's Zoe doing?

Zoe? She's the DA.

She's also my ex -wife.

You can't win this, Tommy.

Don't try to be a hero. The kid needs a
hero. Tommy!

Look, Zoe, I'm sorry.

I know I got no right putting you in the
middle. Yeah.

But this thing, it's just a little hard
to walk away from.

I am coming forward as an officer of the
court to prevent what I believe to be a

gross violation of the judicial process.

Ruth Rogoff abused his power. Jonathan
Rollins is an innocent man.

Sometimes it's hard to believe that you
were such a god -awful wife.

Because you are still the greatest
person that I ever met.

You are such a bad influence.

I know.

I knew you'd appreciate it.

I give it an 8 .5.

This place must be the best -kept secret
in town.

Douglas, there's a reason why I wanted
to have dinner here. Aren't we

celebrating?

My citation from the bar?

A well -deserved honor.

But I also needed to discuss something
personal.

Fire away. What offense for?

Douglas, I'm gay.

What? I'm gay.

Bob, please.

It's no secret. Not here.

I know it's a shock, hearing it like
this.

Or maybe not. Marilyn had suspected for
years.

You told your ex -wife?

I wasn't sure how the kids would handle
it. You told your kids? I want to tell

everyone who's close to me. Why are you
telling me?

You're my oldest friend.

I've always admired you.

Ever since we were roommates our
freshman year... Now, hold on. For me,

friendship has been strictly
heterosexual male bonding.

I'm not interested in being
propositioned. I'm not propositioning

I'm not attracted to you.

Oh, I only wanted you to know because
it's who I am.

I hope you can accept it.

Well, certainly, it's your right. And I
hope you'll meet my lover, Bill.

We're planning a spring wedding.

It would mean a lot to me if you'd be my
best man again.

That could be the weekend I have the
kid.

They'd be welcome.

We'll see.

Sorry. You're gonna be sucker. You keep
your fag face out of here, queer.

In addition to the broken nose, he
suffered facial bruising and a cracked

How much did he get? The robbery was
apparently not the motive.

He had $200 in his wallet when he was
admitted to Cedars. Where did this

West side, outside a restaurant,
Androcles.

Androcles? You know the place?

Uh, yeah, rings a bell. So is he going
to miss his own awards luncheon? Well, I

hope not. If his condition remains
stable, they'll let him come home

In his absence, we'll keep this brief.

Roxanne. Okay, first up, we... Oh, by
the way, word is the Board of

has completed its investigation of Mr.

Rogoff. As of today, our district
attorney is history.

Yeah. Woo!

Rogoff's final appeal was rejected. He
withdrew his appeal and got to keep his

pension. Hey, when did your ties with
the DA's office get better than mine?

Hey, what a relief for Zoe, huh?

Oh, yeah, you bet. Can we get started,
Roxanne? Good idea.

Uh, Paul versus Humboldt Logging. Oh,
yes, that's the sawmill accident.

I'm down to my last motion. Ann, are you
going to revoke your Sierra Club

membership because you're defending
loggers? This time the logging company

not at fault. The tree spiker caused the
accident. Tree spiker? An activist that

drives nails into trees to keep them
from being cut down. An activist?

He's a terrorist.

He's also our co -defendant. Oh, no. Can
we move on, people? Thanks for the

encouragement, guys.

Okay, people, listen up.

Now, Jonathan's got the McFarland
deposition. C .J.'s got Jackson v.

Swoo. Tommy, you're downtown on the
Velasquez arraignment.

Okay, any questions? That's it. We're
adjourned.

I just got Hanson OR, my

client, on the third offense.

I'm never up for murder. You're my first
call.

I got your message.

Oh, yeah, I know we said we'd hang on to
the lot, but the offer is 60 thou.

That's almost what? Double what we paid
in 85.

I need to sleep on it, Tommy. Real
estate in Mammoth is still going up.

Can't bring yourself to sell our last
piece of joint property? Hey, I'm still

trying to profit somehow from our
marriage.

Mr. Mullaney, you're a member of the bar
panel, aren't you? You know I am, Your

Honor. Well, it appears this young lady
is without representation.

The PD's swamped right now. Sure, I'll
take it on.

Anything to get you out of the office.

Court appreciates your assistance.

Ms. Johnson is charged with felony
possession of narcotics.

Bail is set at $10 ,000.

Request the continuance to consult with
Ms. Johnson before entering a plea. I'm

pleading guilty. I don't need to
consult.

Mitt, you need to talk to Mr. Mullaney.
I can't make any bail, and I'm pleading

guilty. Much as I'd like to clear my
calendar, we need to do this by the

Mr. Mullaney will explain.

Continuance is granted until tomorrow.

I'm going to read your file, and then we
can talk about your plea. I told you my

plea.

Guilty. Come with me, miss.

Oh, you're early.

Lamb chops.

Ah, look at you, look at you.

Now, look at this place. I presume you
negotiated your own pact with the devil.

I thought your flight got in tonight,
Dad.

No, I cancelled the MGM Grand.

I had a nightmare. I was stuck in a
perpetual audition at 30 ,000 feet with

horde of schoolboys in short pants.

They turned out to be producers.

So I woke up in a cold sweat and changed
my ticket.

New comedy closed out of town?

Mercifully, yes.

Daddy,

I have a name.

I also have a hellish day.

How about drinks later?

No, I've given it up.

Oh?

How about you join me at the Polo Lounge
for breakfast tomorrow?

You're staying at the Beverly Hills?

Well, you know, when in Rome and all
that.

I thought you'd sworn off Hollywood.

Well, only the telly.

And even that's coming back to haunt me.
The studio will not cup up my foreign

residuals. Oh, I see. You need legal
advice.

I didn't say I needed anything. You're
here.

And you must have read in the trades
that Susan Bloom is our new roomie.

Ah, well, I might have done. Might have
done.

Daddy, we have been through this before.
You have a habit of burning bridges,

which makes it impossible for me to
introduce you to... Hey, Pete, ready to

Your dad has charmed me into lunch. I
hope Trump's is to your liking.

It's one of my hearts.

You'll, um, ring me later, will you,
love?

Your Honor, before you bring in the
jurors, I would like to renew my motion

severance. On what grounds?

on the grounds that the presence of this
co -defendant will result in a

confusion of the issues and will
materially prejudice my client's right

fair trial. Don't like my smell letter.
Your Honor, we share counsel's concern

that Humboldt Logging's impeccable
reputation for rape and pillage of the

Redwoods could be sullied by association
with a concerned environmentalist. This

is exactly the kind of mudslinging I
anticipate, Your Honor. Mr. Dillon, why

you on your feet in the middle of Miss
Kelsey's motion?

Because I agree. My client shouldn't be
here now or later.

I renew my motion to dismiss the charges
against my client. There's no evidence

to suggest my... Let's hear the
evidence, Mr. Dillon. Motion denied.

As to your motion, this gentleman claims
that your client and Mr. Dillon's

client shared in the act that led to his
injury.

I don't think finger -pointing will
confuse the jury.

Blame is the issue.

Motion denied.

What did your doctor advise?

I advised him that I'm receiving a major
reward from the Bar Association, and it

would take more than a random act of
urban violence to prevent me from

attending. Douglas, I had a talk with
Detective Connolly out in the hall.

And?

He explained to me the nature of the
establishment that you'd been visiting.

It's not an establishment.

It's a restaurant.

Well, that's entirely your business, and
as far as I'm concerned, it'll stay

that way. Are you...

For goodness sakes, Leland, I was
meeting a friend there.

There's no need for you to explain your
friendships.

I mean, I've never meddled in the
private affairs of colleagues. It was

private affair.

Douglas, you're a damn fine lawyer.
That's all that matters to me. Leland.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

You feeling better, Mr. Bragman? No.

Hey, something here will make us both
feel better.

I've been after this S .O .B. for
months.

What are you doing?

It's a photo gallery.

Suspect we picked up today. We'd like
you to ID.

I've got three others like you to talk
to.

Like me?

Other victims of this gay bashing nut.

I resent the implication.

You did get a good look at him, all
right?

I want no part of this. Douglas, get
those photos out of here. I am not

charges.

This is reality, and it ain't working
for me.

Look at you here, Tasha.

Makes me want to break this damn place.

Don't lie to me. Lie to them if that's
what you think you need to do.

Look, be chill.

Sorry to interrupt.

Are you Tasha's lawyer?

Who are you?

You're going to cut her a deal?

That's what she and I need to talk
about.

Excuse me?

You know, there's chill and there's
chill.

Taking the fall for someone else, you're
not too chill.

I read your file.

First time up, I'll do six months tops.

Who told you that?

Your boyfriend thinks he's pretty smart,
is he?

How smart is your girlfriend?

She's smart enough to be my ex. Whose
eighth of Peruvian flake was that in

freezer? What do you care, huh?

I just don't like to see someone get
taken for a ride.

The coke was mine.

Oh, you knew it was there and you let in
two cops without a search warrant.

You seem too smart for that.

You be smart and get me a deal.

Next thing I know, I'm on the deck.

The metal had stopped flying and the rig
operator was kneeling on my arm trying

to stop the bleeding.

Was it customary for you to be so close
to the blades? Yes, sir. As off -bearer

in the sawmill, it was my job to reach
in with the pike to guide the slabs.

Is that how you guided the logs, the way
you were gesturing?

No.

I used my left arm.

Thank you.

Nothing further?

Mr. Paul.

Is it unusual for a band saw to strike
foreign objects embedded in logs?

Blades don't break every day. But in
your experience, you've had blades

nails from old homesteads, for example?

Yes, ma 'am. Ceramic insulators from
telephone lines?

Yes.

And hunters' bullets and stones and
horseshoes and even cable from your own

pond? This time it hit a spike.

Mr. Paul, didn't you initially turn down
the job as off -bearer at South Creek?

Yeah, I was head rig operator at U -Kai,
and off -bearer was a step down.

What made it a step down?

Less money, harder work. More dangerous?

Come on, anyone in a mill knows that off
-bearer is the highest risk. Objection.

Call for speculation.

Sustained. Isn't it true that you were
cited once for marijuana? That was 15

years ago.

I think it's comparative negligence is
relevant, Your Honor. Keep at it, Etter.

He still has two legs.

Mr. Dillon, control your client or I'll
hold him in contempt. Your Honor, this

is typical of the industry's callous
disregard for its own workers.

I ask for the record to show the Code
Defense is not sharing this irrelevant

accusation. Sit down, Mr. Dillon. The
objection is sustained.

Miss Kelsey?

Mr. Paul, were you drinking at the Blue
Ox Tavern until 3 a .m. on the morning

of the accident?

That blade didn't break because I drank
a sixer.

It broke because that astro was six
-inch spiking into the meat of the tree,

Etter didn't do jack. Move to strike.
The jury will disregard that outburst.

you close the Blue Ox Tavern only four
hours before your shift began the day of

the accident?

Yeah.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Your Honor.

We have no questions for Mr. Paul.

Then we'll adjourn until 10 a .m.
tomorrow.

I stunt, Counselor.

Stunt? You're shocked over my mention of
the marijuana.

You know, if I hadn't brought it up, you
would have. Maybe.

You'd save me the trouble.

I won't have to roll up my sleeves till
we get to the good part.

Hey, CJ, your dad ruined my afternoon
yesterday.

Yes, well, I'm not entirely surprised.

We had such a blast at lunch that I
couldn't stand to come back here and

dad. Oh?

I sent him off to meet a few clients of
mine. One guy's producing the new

Kenneth Braddock feature. Oh, that's
very sweet of you.

Hey, no sweat.

They've had a hell of a time casting the
role.

Your dad's perfect for it, especially
with his own experiences in Pakistan.

Susan, I feel obliged to caution you.

My father has a way of...

Promoting himself? He's an actor, honey.

Yeah, but with my father, you're always
waiting for the second shoe to drop.

He has a few problems.

Comes with the territory.

Sounds like part of the problem may be
yours, babe.

Well, there's no argument there, love.

Whereupon my mother asked, why do you
want to be a cowboy, Douglas?

And I announced, so I can get the bad
guys.

Well, this brought on another burst of
laughter, followed by a mysterious

from my father.

Looks like we have another attorney in
the family, another Brackman interested

in justice. And from that moment on, my
dreams of home on the range began to

fade.

I don't know if I'd feel as honored
today if I were being recognized the

downtown Los Angeles cowboy of the
month, but I do know our profession has

very rewarding to me.

So this is doubly gratifying.

I only hope my father hears and knows he
shares in this honor.

Thank you.

Congratulations. Thank you very much.
Great. Great speech, Doctor.

Thanks.

Sorry I haven't answered your calls.

I feel responsible.

You shouldn't.

It was a random event.

But it wasn't.

What happened to you happens to
thousands of gay men and women each

Well, this particular thug's been
apprehended. Their case is falling

one can make a positive ID.

That's unfortunate.

Yeah. For a minute there, it looked like
we really were going to get those bad

guys.

Nice speech, Douglas.

Hey!

How can you of all people expect me to
get involved in this? You who have kept

silent for years because you've known
even the rumor of homosexuality could

you professionally. That's why I'm
starting to speak out.

I know how damaging silence can be.

It's on your mind.

I think the longer this goes on, the
bigger the money's going to get.

Why don't we try to come up with a
number, split it 50 -50, and offer to

I think you're right. I think we ought
to settle. I think my client's fair

should be zero, not one dime.

Let's get out of here. My client didn't
spike that tree. The hell he didn't. How

would you know what goes on in the
woods?

You're always in the office counting
your money. I earned mine.

Your daddy gave you yours.

And don't you talk to me about the
woods. I hunted and fished those woods

whole damn life. Where the hell do you
think your kids are going to take their

kids to hunt and fish? And if we don't
help these men find some kind of common

ground, there's going to be more
violence, more victims like Mr. Paul.

And that's fine with them as long as no
trees get hurt, just workers losing

jobs. Over -harvesting is what's killing
the industry. People want wood, right?

People want paper! Okay, that's enough.

I think we can forget a settlement.

Well, it looks like you brought the
treats.

Yep. Are we celebrating a real estate
transaction?

No, we are celebrating your instincts.
The boyfriend has a record.

First arrest, 84.

You know, I thought about the land,
Tommy. We should hang on.

I mean, it's in a skyrocket. It's like
you.

That is what that blue thing was between
the tall green things.

How I ever thought I could drag you off
for vacations in the mountain.

I don't know.

Hey, I was a terrific hiker.

You did not hike. You paced. You asked
me where the casinos were. You're still

holding that sleeping bag thing against
me. It was our very own land. I wanted

to sleep on it. The van was parked on
our very own land. The van had a

in it. It is not the same thing.

All right, so what do you think of this?

God's been busy.

Mm -hmm.

Eight months juvie, GTA, two years
served possession, parole violations.

I think you've got the wrong person
sitting in jail.

It gets worse. The cops searched the
girl's apartment in the first place

they had blown a raid at a freebase
operation.

Yeah, so? The cops were after her
boyfriend's old supplier.

The one that he did time for?

Mm -hmm.

So, he might be willing to talk.

Zoe, if you go after the boyfriend, you
could catch the big fish.

I don't have anything on the boyfriend.

You want to get something on him?

I know I can make this creep talk.

What are you going to do, wear a wire?

Why not?

Because it's so dangerous?

You know a better way?

Why would you go out on a limb like
that? You don't know this girl. I know

didn't. You are only her attorney.

Zoe, she's got nobody else to help her.

You're going to do it, aren't you,
whether I help you or not?

All right, I'll see if I can get you a
warrant.

Great.

And when you received the warning, how
did you respond?

Well, I sent a team out to see if it was
true.

Did you have any reason to suspect the
warning wasn't genuine?

Yes, I'd received two earlier warnings
on other tracks, and we never found any

spikes. But why would they warn of
spikes if they hadn't actually spiked

trees? Well, you just got to understand
these Redwood warriors.

You see, their whole mission is to put
loggers out of business, so they'll do

anything to cost me time and money.

Such as?

Well, such as damaging vehicles and
equipment.

causing downtime by burying themselves
in a road and chaining themselves in

trees? On this occasion, did your team
find any evidence of spiking?

No. No, they didn't find anything.

Did you take any further action?

Well, yeah.

Yeah. I called Russ Snyder and cussed
him out.

Why? Because he's their ringleader.
Objection! Ask anybody in town!

What was Russ Snyder's reaction to your
call?

He laughed at me.

Did he deny responsibility for the
spiking?

No, ma 'am.

No, he sure didn't.

Thank you, Mr. Etter.

Mr. Etter.

What was your team doing as they walked
the track?

Looking for spikes.

They were eyeballing. That's right. But
didn't you know tree spikers nip the

heads off nails so they can't be
detected?

That's why they also had metal
detectors.

But aren't ceramic spikes sometimes
used?

Well, sometimes they drill holes in
trees and pour rocks in. You cannot

these names.

You couldn't outguess these nuts, but
you still took only minor precautions. I

did all I could.

Approximately how many trees are on an
acre of old -growth forest?

There's 300.

So your team ran a metal detector over
12 ,000 trees?

No, no.

They used it on a sampling.

On what?

Half the trees?

6 ,000? It's hard to say. More than 100?
I'm trying to get a feel for what makes

up a sampling.

Well... Maybe a few hundred. A few
hundred out of 12 ,000.

Mr. Eder, after you logged this site,
did you alert the sawmill of a possible

threat of spikes?

I didn't think it was necessary.

But you were wrong about that, weren't
you? I did my best. Were you wrong? I

my best. Were you wrong?

Yeah.

Nothing further?

Mr. Edder, what method of forestry did
you use to harvest the salt fork tract?

We clear -cut it. Meaning you went
through and leveled every 2 ,000 -year

tree? And replanted.

As mandated by the Forest Service.

Yeah? How's it doing? What do you mean?

How's that reseeded forest look today?

I don't know. I haven't seen it
recently.

So you haven't seen where mudslides
washed away your reseeding along with

feet of topsoil?

Objection! Is my client responsible for
flash flood? You didn't leave anything

to hold the soil. You're out of order.
Your client is responsible for deciding

to cut that timber come hell or high
water. That's enough.

Move on. Why were you in such a rush to
harvest this old growth, Mr. Ed?

Objection! I'll rephrase.

Isn't it true you were racing to beat a
court injunction to preserve that stand?

We're always racing.

We loggers have given and given.

We lose the old growth, and then they
start hollering about water quality and

spotted owls and habitat.

Now, look, all I do is supply a demand
and put food on my family's table. How

much demand was there for the tree being
milled when Mr. Paul was injured? How

much did that particular tree bring?

$20 ,000.

$20 ,000 for one tree.

I ought to put a few meals on the table,
Mr. Etter.

Objection! Withdrawn, nothing further.

You ought to ask Tasha about that. When
Tasha answers, I hear you talking.

So I figured maybe that meant you were
the one with something to say.

I'm busy here. Yeah, word is you're very
busy.

Word is Iceman wants his men on the
street to really hustle.

You know, I figure if a guy wants to get
mixed up in a bunch of crap, what is

that to me? But if he drags in a girl,
I'm supposed to be defending. Nobody

drags Tasha no place. Oh, so she wants
to be sitting in Simple Brand right now

like a rock house toss -up? You got a
car needs work.

Because if you don't, you come a long
way for nothing.

No. I come here to tell you you got a
problem, man.

I mean, you did okay getting the
apartment and making sure that Tasha's

alone was on the lease. But you screwed
up when it came to the location.

She's within a thousand feet of a
school, huh?

So? So no court's gonna bargain that
away.

If you were thinking she'd do, what,
maybe six months?

Uh -uh. Try years.

Get out of here.

You're going to have to find a new mama
to front for you if you're going to stay

in the light. You don't know my life.
I've seen your rap sheet that deals the

crazy money to customize baby beds.

Pal, you were cruising around in one of
these before you were old enough to get

a license. Maybe I was, but now I make
five freaking bucks an hour working

And you're moonlight behind the scale.

Oz, you're a player.

I'm a damn babysitter.

Yeah, Iceman leaves his product in my
freezer off and on. Only way I can make

rent.

What do you want me to say, man?

Mr. Snyder, as leader of the Redwood
Warriors, haven't you given numerous

speeches advocating tree spiking? I
never advocated violence.

But you understood the danger. I mean,
that was the whole point of using the

spikes, right? No.

The point was to act as a deterrent.

That's why I always stressed marking
trees and sending warnings.

You thought six -inch spikes of
galvanized steel could be driven into

were headed for saw blades moving 8 ,000
board feet per minute without the risk

of a worker being injured?

I thought that the presence of spikes
would prevent giant sequoias from being

milled. But you were mistaken.

The only mistake I made was
overestimating the logging company's

safety of workers.

A man was injured by one of your spikes.

Objection. Not a shred of evidence has
been produced that links this spike to

my... client. Sustain.

Mr. Snyder, what was the motto which you
wrote for the Redwood Warriors?

Equal rights for Mother Earth.

What does that mean?

The natural world doesn't exist solely
for human beings to exploit.

All forms of life have an inherent
value. But equal value.

So the loss of a tree, for example, is
worth the loss of a man's arm.

That's not a fair comparison.

I agree.

It's not fair.

Nothing further.

Mr. Snyder, weren't you twice discovered
trespassing on the Salt Fork Tract? I

was being taken a walk in the woods. And
on the first day of harvesting, were

you arrested for chaining yourself to a
crawler tractor at the site?

That's why I couldn't have spiked
anything.

I was all tied up.

Move to strike.

So moved.

The jury will disregard.

Mr. Snyder, stick to answering the
questions asked.

At the time of your arrest, did police
confiscate from you a box of nails? From

the toolbox in my truck.

I'm a carpenter. Nothing more for now.

Mr. Snyder, are you indeed a spokesman
for the Redwood Warriors?

I'm proud of it. Were you always an
environmental radical? The evolution of

man's philosophy is not relevant. Miss
Kelsey is the one who opened the door to

intention, Your Honor. I'll allow the
question.

After ten years in the environmental
movement, I realized nothing's changed.

We're still devastating old -growth
forests at the unchecked rate of 70 ,000

acres a year.

At that rate, there'll be no virgin
woods left in this state in 20 years.

Well, certainly we all like trees, Mr.
Snyder, but aren't your tactics extreme?

This isn't just about the beauty of
primal forests.

It's about our survival on this planet.

These old -growth ecosystems clean the
air, protect the watershed.

Our tactics may seem extreme, but the
systematic annihilation of our

wasn't fazed by any less extreme action.
Objection. This isn't an answer. It's a

prepared sermon.

Sustain. One more question.

Do you believe that any means justify
the end in protecting these ancient

forests? No.

But as citizens, the wilderness is part
of our home.

And just like you'd defend your home if
somebody broke in, I want to protect

these woods.

But I advocate only nonviolent tactics.

Thank you.

One further question, Mr. Snyder.

Would you describe Mr. Paul's injury as
nonviolent?

No, I would not.

Nothing further.

We rest, Your Honor. In that case, I
move for a directed verdict.

The plaintiff and co -defensive failed
to present a prima facie case against my

client. Your Honor, Mr. Dillon's client
admits to the advocating of the spiking

of trees. He was seen on the property.
Sorry, Miss Kelsey, but I agree with Mr.

Dillon. Your Honor, if you dismiss this
co -defendant, you will be removing the

party who maliciously and criminally
began the chain of events which led to

action. As much as I would like to have
the party who spiked this tree held

liable for his or her actions, the court
hasn't heard any evidence that could

reasonably link this defendant to this
spike.

Accordingly, Mr. Snyder is dismissed
from this lawsuit.

Here are the Spidell contracts.

Leave them on my desk.

Maybe you should go home early.

Don't push yourself on your first day
back.

Have you ever ridden a horse, Roxanne?

When I was a girl, I loved to ride.

The horses didn't frighten you?

No.

I wanted to be a cowboy until I was six.

Then my mother took me to a stable near
Griffith Park.

The horses were huge.

They didn't look that big in the movies.

I wouldn't go near them, much less get
on one.

And in one crushing instant, I knew I
was too...

Frightened to be a cowboy.

I was a coward.

Fortunately, my father had other career
plans for me.

Well, I think you make a much better
attorney than you would have made a

But I don't think you're a coward.

Are you still afraid of horses?

I avoid horses.

This is not a city.

A city is a place where one can walk
outside and hail a taxi.

You are five hours late because you
couldn't get a taxi. I apologise for

dinner. I'm not disturbing anything.
Yes, we're asleep.

I won't wake him.

Her?

Don't tell me... It's probably the third
option. Were you this drunk at your

audition? Audition? It's a bloody cattle
call when they let the phones ring

through. Oh, let me guess. After Bloom
went out of the way, you make a scene

offend everyone.

They were semi -literate snot noses.

And they wanted the character played for
laughs. Oh, look, it's late, huh?

What about a little drop of something?
No, no more to drink.

Oh, it was so hard.

Now, Josh.

Yes, well, someone had to be.

How you could choose law over an
honourable life in the theatre.

Killed your mother.

Daddy, you do this to yourself and I am
not going to wallow around in it with

you. Come on, it's late.

I'm too tired and it gets us nowhere.

Come on.

Go and sleep it off. I come to you
utterly, utterly alone.

My career in a shambles. My very soul in
peril.

You can't give me an inch.

There you go, Dad.

That's all you ever needed.

I thought you wanted them out of the
case.

I wanted the case severed. I didn't want
him walking away free. Now the jury's

heard from him.

So those bastards break the law, and I
pay the bill.

We can settle without admitting
negligence.

They got to you, didn't they?

Those damn spikers have got you thinking
that it's my fault.

Mr. Eder, I'm making a professional
recommendation that we be flexible. No,

it. The Redwood Warriors don't
compromise. They wage war, and they walk

here scot -free.

Well, I'll be damned if I lay down and
take the blame.

Slow down, Mr... Listen, I'm sure that
Mr Jackson's offer was intended... Look,

can I call you back?

Bad idea, Dad.

The food of thy abusive father's wrath.

Would I but live to see thee in my
touch.

Stop it. I'd say I had eyes again. A
light.

A light.

You think this is what I want?

Flowers and sonnets?

A sonnet?

The sonnet is from Lear.

I was trying to tell you I got a job. As
you know how I feel about Shakespeare

on film, but I've always loved
Gloucester.

What do you think, Dad?

I'll go to her office. She won't throw
me out there.

Well, I couldn't leave town without
apologising, could I? This isn't an

It's a bloody grand entrance.

Right, right.

Last night was an unfortunate lapse.

I threw you out, and I meant it.

Do you mean you don't want me in your
life?

I don't want you in my office, ever.

I don't want you using my friends or my
business relationships.

And I don't want you dropping by
whenever you're on a bender, ever.

I'm an old dog, Kara.

It's hard to learn new tricks.

And his laughable attempts to stay sober
are partly because of you.

It occurred to me that it might be of
some help.

Well, we're shooting in New York. I am
on my way.

Give me a call when you get there.

Anyway, who's shooting another Lear?

Well, it's not actually Lear.

A client of Susan's makes commercials.

A light, a light, a light beer.

Hey, have a good trip, Dad.

And in the face of this known risk, not
only did Humboldt Logging conduct a

cursory investigation, they also failed
to warn the sawmill of a possible

threat. Why would they act with such...
Callous disregard.

Because it would have cost them time and
money.

Wayne Paul worked on the line in the
sawmills for 17 years. Apart from his

service in the army, it's the only job
he'd known.

It was a hard job, but he did it well.

And like his father and his grandfather
before him, Wayne expected it to be a

job for life.

Mr. Paul paid dearly for Humboldt
Locking's greed and negligence.

He looked to you for justice.

None of us can imagine the horror of
sustaining an injury as critical as Mr.

Paul's. But we can sympathize with him
as a victim of an unjust and violent

accident. Humboldt logging also
sympathizes, especially since it has

been the target of the Redwood Warriors'
destructive and criminal acts.

Radical groups like the Redwood Warriors
admit to being saboteurs, advocates of

hit -and -run tactics, and true to form,
they have vanished before we begin to

address responsibility.

But Mr. Eder did not build a family
business by hit -and -run tactics.

My client is the only one who sits
before you today, ladies and gentlemen.

And in the absence of the true
wrongdoers, the plaintiff hopes that you

find him a convenient scapegoat.

The plaintiff suggests that Humboldt
logging acted out of greed.

This may be an easy caricature for some
of us to accept. Some of us already

blame the loggers for the vanishing
forests.

We may already have made them the
scapegoats for our society's

demand for wood and paper.

But in suggesting that Humboldt logging
acted out of greed,

The plaintiff implies that tree spiking
injuries are predictable and

commonplace. The truth is, only one
other injury from the spiking of trees

ever been documented.

Personal injury from the shattering of a
blade against a spike is so uncommon as

to be called a freak occurrence.

My client took every reasonable step to
investigate the warnings that he

received, and he found nothing.

He could not have foreseen this
accident.

Please. Don't compound Mr. Paul's
tragedy by creating a scapegoat.

Well, it means the DA has dropped the
charges against you. You're free to go.

Let's go. Move it. I told you I don't
need you to pull him off. What the hell?

It's not your fight anymore.

What did you do? He had no right to make
you take the rap.

Nobody makes me do anything.

Oz and I had it figured. He was working
his way clean. He had an eighth of a

kilo of cocaine. It ain't that easy to
get out.

You have no idea.

That's the only work anybody's out there
begging Oz to take.

Because on the streets, they know how
smart he is.

He was getting out. We had ourselves a
goal until you came along.

It wasn't your fight. It was our fight.

The man I love, don't you get that?

Now he'll do hard time, get hooked all
over again. They don't want him. They

want his connection. He can make a deal.

You don't know us.

And you don't know me.

Sorry, Tommy. He's not going to talk.

Mr. Foreman, has the jury arrived at a
verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

In the matter of Paul v.

Humboldt logging, we find in favor of
the plaintiff. And we ordered a

to pay compensatory damages in the
amount of $450 ,000.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're adjourned.

Thank you.

Stick around to see the blood.

Litigation junkie. I don't admire your
politics, but I like your work. You

know anything about my politics. I know
you keep your politics out of your work,

and that's a shame. Are you being
radical or just plain rude?

You and I and your client are all on the
same side of the fence, but you need to

reach people with the message. Breaking
the law... Let me guess. It turns people

off, gives us all a bad name.

You said it. Whereas you are so
accommodating, you wind up arguing for

enemy.

Have we heard statements from all your
witnesses?

Yes, Your Honor.

No, Your Honor.

Douglas Brackman.

Sorry I was late. I have Mr.

Brackman's statement.

All right, take a stand.

Then he hit me in the face until I fell
to the pavement.

Then he kicked me several times in the
abdomen before fleeing.

Did the assailant speak to you?

Yes. He called me a fag and a queer. And
what was your reaction to that?

I was shocked.

Because, in fact, you are not a
homosexual, are you, Mr. Brackman?

fact, my sexual habits were none of his
business.

Did you get a look at your assailant? A
very good look.

That is the man.

And you'd be able to identify him if he
were brought to trial?

I certainly would.

So? Hey, Zoe.

Are you here?

Tommy?

Yeah, now grab your sleeping bag.

Tommy, what the hell are you doing? You
know that if we leave right now, we can

make it to Mammoth by 3 a .m.? Hey.

Now, I owe you one night under the stars
on your very own land before we die.

Come on.

Come on. Where is your sense of
adventure?

I'm so sorry, Tommy.

We were going to tell you.

It's me.

It's my fault.

Excuse me, guys.

Hey, hey.

You want me to go?

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