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OFFICER ( on bullhorn ):
Ivan Kinetko,

this is the Greater
Phoenix Police!

We have a warrant
for your arrest.

The building is
completely surrounded.

Present yourself
at the front door

with your hands
above your head in 15 seconds

or we're coming in.

Shh-shh, it's okay,
it's okay, baby.

Just stay covered up.
Don't panic.

Mr. Kinetko, you have
ten seconds!

Ten seconds to what?

Can't we talk?

Can't a man bring his girlfriend

-to a hotel for...
-( glass breaking )

Stay covered, baby,
stay covered.

Don't worry--
this is not about you.

This is about me.

Don't move!
Don't move!

You just stay covered there.

Don't you compromise
your modesty.

You haven't done
anything wrong.

You have the right
to remain silent...

Have you no decency?
Have you no shame?

Turn your backs
and let the woman get dressed.

Don't worry, darling.

I am going to call my lawyer
as soon as I get to the station.

He will have
this whole thing unwound

faster than you can say "ACLU."

Miss?

I understand your discomfort,

but I'm going to need you
to tell me who you are

and show me some identification.

Miss?

Oh, man...

What you got there, Ronny?

Is she underage?

No. Kinda the opposite problem.

Looks like she's been dead
about two weeks.

( woman screaming )

( screaming )

( screaming )

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scream.

Mommy just had a bad dream.

Mommy... you gotta stop
doing that!

Please, stop doing that.

Yeah, Mommy.

Mom! It's 37 after 7:00
and I haven't eaten

and I don't have
any lunch money

and today's the class trip

so I have to have
my blue jumper

and you didn't sign
my permission slip

and Bridgette...

she's picking her nose
and throwing snot balls at me.

BRIDGETTE:
You lie!

ARIEL:
I'm going to kill you!

BRIDGETTE:
You kill me and I'll tell Mom!

Get out of bed and deal
with your children.

Can't you hear them?
They need you.

Oh, I'll be damned
if I know

what my son sees in you.

It's okay.

You already are damned.

JOE: * It's a beautiful day
in the neighborhood. *

* A beautiful day
for a neighbor *

* Would you be mine? *

Hey, Hot Lips,
this is your wake-up call.

Go away.

It's not a beautiful day.

Do you not hear
the death threats

wafting in from the hall?

Hey, kids, stop threatening
to kill each other.

Mommy finds it depressing.

I don't want to get up.

You're right. I'm depressed.

You know what depression is?

It's un-channeled anger.

Thank you. Thank you.

Everything's different now.

But I'm still not getting up.

Come on, Allison...

Did you not hear her?

Did you not hear Ariel?

She's got a thrilling
day lined up.

Class trip, snot ball
dodging, sister killing.

She's nine years old.

I, on the other hand, am 33

and when you go to work
and the girls go to school

I have nothing
to look forward to.

Al...

If I organize one more drawer,
I'll go out of my mind.

Objective observation?

Ever since you made the decision
not to go to law school,

to go to work for the D.A.
as a consultant...

I don't know, you seem kinda...

Bitchy? Cranky? Pissed off?

You can read minds.

It's hard.

They never call.

He said he wanted to use me
but...

Maybe he changed his mind.

I don't think
he changed his mind.

It's Phoenix.

How many cases do you think
there are

where he can actually use
someone like you?

He'll call.

When he's got something

where he needs you,
he'll call.

Ooh... I know what I meant
to ask you.

This'll cheer you up.

What's the chance of us getting
a sitter tonight?

The Siscos want to have dinner.

( weak laugh )

Come on. The Siscos.
You like them.

You'll never guess where.

Remember who you're talking to,
okay?

Not the place we went
last weekend.

What's the problem?
It's a nice place.

-We were just there!
-I know, but it's the place

the Siscos told us about.

The place we promised
we'd try with them.

I didn't have the
heart to tell Nick

we'd already been.

Besides, they're talking
about maybe inviting

the Hammersmiths and the Perrys.

Ooh...

Nick mentioned it at lunch
yesterday

and it totally slipped my mind.

So is we in or is we out?

Let's see-- dinner
with four rocket scientists

and their lovely wives? Oh, joy.

I can barely keep
my legs together

at the mere thought of it.

That's okay.

I'm not much interested in you
with your legs together anyway.

Girls...

Mommy needs help
getting out of bed!

( gavel pounding )

Will the jury foreman please
rise and face the court?

-Here we go.
-JUDGE: Will the defendant

please rise?

And on the count of
first-degree murder,

how does the jury find?

Your Honor,
it is with some regret

that I report that we were
unable to find unanimity

and are hopelessly deadlocked.

Oh, my God!

( laughing )

JUDGE:
The jury is dismissed

with the thanks of the court.

( gavel pounds )

DEVALOS:
Mistrial.

Judge declared a mistrial.

Yes, I know. I was there.

Jury just couldn't convict.

Understandable.

Captured the bastard covered
in his victim's blood,

still holding the chain saw
that he used

to cut up the body
into nine pieces

so he could fit it into
the tall kitchen garbage bags

he had on hand, as opposed
to simply cutting it in half

and using the extra-strength
backyard and garden bags

he had on his "to do" list
to pick up.

No, I know.

I heard the testimony.

Still, the jury
could not convict.

Deadlocked.

I know.

You know.

Oh, well, that's good
that you know.

You should know something.

You're a jury consultant.

I mean, we spent thousands
of dollars of taxpayers' money

to hire you;

countless man-hours profiling
and interviewing

and testing 100 and some-odd
citizens, so we could pick

the perfect jury...

hoping against hope
that we could send

this piece of human smegma
to get a lethal injection.

So it's really good

that you know something,

because it's clear
the one thing you do not know

is how to pick a jury

that will vote
for the death penalty.

District Attorney Devalos,

I don't think I like your tone.

Oh, well, then,
I guess we're even.

I don't think I like your work.

Ridiculous.

Stupid.

( audience laughs )

That's my wife, sir!
All right.

ALLISON:
Absurd.

Nine points, Paul...

Absurd... absurd,
absurd, absurd.

A-B-S-U-R-D.

Proper.

HOST:
Proper... proper English.

No. Eight points,
Betty, would give you 26.

Absurd.

The answer is "absurd."

Silly.

CONTESTANT:
Foolish.

HOST:
Foolish. No.

Seven points, Paul.
Give you the game.

PAUL:
Freezing.

( phone ringing )

( mutes TV )

Hello?

Good morning.

Is Allison Dubois available
for District Attorney Devalos?

Oh, my God. You have no idea.

( baby crying )

Shh...

Called at the last minute.

Too late for day care.

I'm sorry.

Welcome back.

Is this the new intern?

The one taking your place?

It's all right. Go on inside.

He's waiting for you.

I'm sorry.
He just called so last minute.

It's all right. Leave her here.
I'll keep an eye on her.

You sure?

That's a mighty heart-healthy
lunch you're having there.

You trying to tell me something?

Have you had some kind of vision
about my health,

some premonition
about my well-being?

No, just something I say

whenever I see a middle-aged man
eating starch fried in lard.

Haven't heard from you
in a while.

Figured maybe you
thought about it

and realized there was really
no place for me

in a district attorney's office.

I mean...

given what I do.

Do me a favor.

Take me through this
one more time.

This... thing you experience.

Well, if you force me
to break it down,

categorize it... I guess...

the main thing is...

I mean, it's been
happening since I was a kid.

I see people that have passed.

Their spirits, they come to me,
tell me things.

People that have passed?

Dead people.

What, they just

come over to your house
without being invited?

They're never invited.

No. Of course not.

To be honest, I'm not quite sure
what to do with that.

I mean, not that I doubt you,

but from a prosecutorial
point of view...

No. I know.

I also have dreams.

Dreams.

Dreams that come true.

Dreams. But again,
in a court of law...

No. I know. Believe me...

I hear this stuff
coming out of my mouth and...

What about reading minds?

Can you guess
what a person's thinking?

Maybe even what their attitude

about something might be?

I don't know. Sometimes.

He suffocates them,
then hangs onto the corpses

for days, sometimes weeks,
and has sex with them,

over and over again.

Six of them
that we know about.

His sentencing trial
is in three weeks.

Jury selection
begins on Monday.

Can you help me find a jury to
give him the maximum sentence?

12 men and women who would
actually vote "yes"?

I think so.

I mean, I'd certainly like
to try.

You understand what I'm asking?

We have the death penalty here
in Arizona.

I'm asking you to help me send
this man to his death.

Are you okay with that?

If he's done the things
you say he's done,

why would I have a problem
with that?

I don't know.

Some people might.

Well, not me. No.

Obviously, no one can know

what you're doing,

helping us in this way.

So I can count on you

to keep it a secret? I mean,

your husband, I suppose,
but beyond that...

Oh, so now, it's lying

and sending people
to their death.

By the way, the man you're
going to help eliminate--

his name is...

Ivan Kinetko.

Yeah. I know.

He called!

He called! He called! He called!

I'm sorry, who called?

The District Attorney's Office.
They need me.

Ah!

Say hi to the kids.

Hi to the kids.

Hi, Dad.

-Hi, Daddy.
-Hi, Daddy.

Someone's in a good mood.

Oh, you can read minds, too.

So Nick is married to Diane

who's a financial something.

And Alan is married to Kamala,
who's a doctor--

a therapist of some kind--
works with kids.

And Brett is married to Jennifer
who works for some charity.

Nick and Diane, Alan
and Kamala, Brett and Jessica.

Jennifer.

Brett and Jennifer. Sorry.

A psychic with a bad memory.
Go figure.

They just don't make 'em
like they used to.

Uh, so tonight...

These people, they're
all scientists.

I mean, at least
the guys are, so...

You know, if somebody says--
and you know they're going to--

What do you do?

Oh, what?

Continue.

Well, obviously,
you know the rest.

A psychic with a bad memory
can't remember.

Why don't you finish
your thought.

Okay, I'm just saying, I mean,
if somebody says,

"So, Allison, what do
you do for a living?"

I'm curious.

Well, you know what
I do for a living.

Well, I mean, I curious
how you're going to put it.

Well, gosh, dear, how would
you like me to put it?

I'm just saying, I mean, there
are lots of ways of saying...

You're worried I'm going
to embarrass you?

No. God, no.

Well, then don't worry so much
about how things are put.

Because everything will be put
the way it needs to be put.

And if you don't like
the way things are put,

you can just go
"ptth!" yourself.

Alan.

Sorry we're late.

-Jessica.
-Jennifer.

Hey. How are you?

I mean this 11-year-old
boy hasn't spoken

since he's six.
Five years.

And there's nothing
physiologically wrong with him.

It's a control thing.

And obviously his parents

are going completely
out of their minds.

Sent him everywhere.

Tell them.

Well, I developed
this therapy.

Very Annie Sullivan.
Very Miracle Worker.

Tell them.

It's very intense.

Just he and I in a cabin.

For four days.
No food,

unless he asks for it.

No water.

And I have everything
under lock and key.

WOMAN: Wait a second.
Unless he asks for it?

You're willing
to starve this kid?

No, no, no. No one's starved.

She's not going
to starve anybody.

Listen to this.

The people from the Dr. Phil
show called her.

Tell them.

Um... the first day...

was like a standoff.

You know what he's doing--
he's waiting

for her to go to asleep,
so he can get the key.

Get to the food.

KAMALA: Honey, I think you're
making a big deal out of this.

I'm proud.

So wait a second.
What happened?

Did anyone fall asleep?

Of course not.

I mean, she's not
falling asleep.

She's staying up.
And she's talking to him.

Explaining the jig is up.
You've met your match. Right?

I know you can talk,

your parents know you can talk

and your teachers
know you can talk,

and no one is leaving here,
no one is sleeping

and for damn sure no one's
getting anything to eat

until you say something.

JOE:
And how long did it take?

ALAN: I didn't hear from her
for 37 hours.

JOE: You stayed up with him
for 37 hours straight?

KAMALA
Um, I'm not sure.

I don't know.

I think there were
brief periods

of unconsciousness
for both of us.

And it worked? He spoke?

Hell, yes, he spoke.

And he hasn't stopped
speaking since.

JOE:
Wow.

What did he say?

Actually, his first words
were, uh... "Jesus."

( all chuckling )

ALAN: She's flying east
to Yale next week.

Being honored by the Childhood
Behavioral Council.

JOE: Wow. That must be
very gratifying.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

I'm still a little uncomfortable
with all the fuss.

What do you do?

Me?

I work part-time at
the District Attorney's Office.

It's very boring.

You had fun, I know you did.

Hey, I love a good story.

What are you talking about?

Annie Sullivan
and the Jesus Boy.

You seemed to like it.

What, are you saying
she's lying?

No. She didn't tell the story;
her husband did.

Look, I'm just saying
that I don't think

everything necessarily happened
the way we were told.

You suspect this
or you know this?

Are you asking if I was there?

I wasn't there.

So you'll concede
the possibility

that the story is true?

Did I miss something here?

When did we make the leap from
having impressions about things

to being certain about things?

I'm just telling you
what I think.

Well, it sounds like you're
telling me what you know.

And frankly, it's scaring
the crap out of me.

Is that what you're doing
for the D.A. next week?

Is that what you're
selling, certainty?

If it is, doesn't that
bother you a little?

No. Why? Should it?

Okay, maybe I got this wrong,

but somewhere between
pulling my pants off

and passing me the
soap in the shower,

did you or did you not say

that you were going
to be helping the D.A.

select a jury that he
hoped would send a man

to the electric chair.

No. Lethal injection.

We are very enlightened
here in Arizona.

We do lethal injection.

Oh, yeah. Oh, and by the way,

that man--
he killed six women.

Then he raped them...

and then he raped them,
and then he raped them.

Says the D.A.

Says the evidence.

You're certain of this.

I mean, a guy
might die, Allison.

Doesn't that give you...
I don't know... pause?

All right, forget that.

What if he's guilty and you
pick the wrong people?

What if you're responsible
for him walking?

I'm confused.

Are you worried that I'll be

good at what I do
or not good enough?

I don't know.
I guess I'm worried

you may do something
crazy and human like...

what do you know...
make a mistake.

That isn't going to happen.

Because?

I know what I know.

But you don't.

You didn't know the
district attorney

was going to call this morning.

You didn't know that
Ariel's school trip

was going to be canceled
at the last minute.

Hell, you don't even know
that Brett is married

to Jennifer and not Jessica.

But suddenly you know who's
lying and who's not lying,

and who's going to vote "yes"
and who's going to vote "no,"

and whether some little
boy you never met

said "Jesus" or not.

Will you listen
to yourself, Allison?

That's what I'm trying to do.

Very nice.

Very impressive.

I admire the discipline
it takes

to achieve this kind
of physical perfection.

You're warm.

Let me cool you off.

Don't worry, darling.

Relief is but a moment away.

( thunder crashing )

Sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

You can just put those on
the tables right there.

I apologize.

Thanks, guys.

So what's your thesis called?

Excuse me?

Everyone here thinks
that you're the intern

who came back
to write her thesis

on jury selection
in capital trials, so...

Well, then it'd be, uh,

"Jury Selection
in Capital Trials."

Catchy.

140... please sit down.

144 prospective jurors.

These are their questionnaires.

I don't get to meet them?

Why don't we just
wait and see how you do

with the questionnaires first.

You can usually identify

the obvious deadheads
off of these.

"Deadheads"?

People we absolutely
won't accept.

In this case, people that
are never going to vote

for capital punishment.

If it has a red
Post-it on it, it means

the jury consultant thinks
the person is a definite "no."

If it has a green
Post-it on it,

it means she thinks the person
is a definite "yes."

And if it has no Post-it

on it at all, it means
she has no opinion yet

and it's something we'll figure
out when we get to court.

What happens in court?

We get six strikes
and so does the other side.

-Strikes? -A free pass.
These are people

that you can say "no" to without
having to explain yourself.

The deadheads.

Well, no.

That's where it gets tricky.

The judge will
probably throw out

most of the deadheads
without prompting.

What you want to save
your strikes for

are the people that
you think the other side

is desperate to have that
the judge might not kick out.

-Aha. -At the same time,
the other side

is going to use
their six strikes

to eliminate the people
they think

you really want to have, okay?

I brought these.

They're half the size
of the others,

so we can tell yours
from hers.

So what do you think?

About what?

It's just a bunch of paper.

Oh.

So you can't just look at them,
touch them, just feel something?

I don't know.
I haven't tried.

So getting an impression
off an inanimate objects

-is not something...
-I don't know.

You have to understand
these aren't feelings

I've ever gone out
of my way to have.

Used to be I'd walk into a
place or I'd meet a person

and I'd get that feeling,
and I'd just want a drink.

This is new.

I guess I was counting
on meeting the people.

Well, I don't know
what to tell you.

This is how we start.

In any event, your involvement
in this process

-has got to be...
-Secret. I heard.

Allison, if this isn't something
you're interested in doing...

No, no. I'm interested.

It's just that,
if I tell you something,

I want to be certain.

Don't worry about that.

I'm up to my eyeballs
in people who are certain.

It would just be nice

to meet someone
who's right for a change.

I'll be in my office

when you're done.

MAN: Jonathan McCall.
Born January 20, 1968.

1989-1992, Divinity Studies

at the School of Theology
at Catholic University.

WOMAN: Naomi Perreault.
Born April 17, 1959.

Question: Have you ever lost
a friend or loved one

to a violent crime?

Answer: Yes.

A coworker of mine was killed
for his car one night

after coming out
of a Laundromat.

It was especially sad
because he had won the car

just a month earlier
in a sales promotion

they ran here at the company.

Maxine Harris.

Born November 3, 1970.

Baptist. Single.

I've supervised data entry for
the Bocktel Company since 1998.

I own my own home.

I read one newspaper

and I try to watch one newscast
every day if I have the time.

I spend a lot of time here
with my mother.

She's been in the hospital
since 2002

when she suffered
a massive stroke.

I believe in
the sanctity of life.

I believe that things happen
for a reason.

( machine beeping )

( crashes )

( sobbing )

( crying )

( cell phone rings )

Hello.

JOE:
Hey...

So how's the job?

It's great.

Instead of sitting home all day
and talking to no one,

I'm in a big anonymous room
talking to no one.

It's all I could've hoped for.

Hmm. Do you know
it's 20 minutes after 9:00?

Oh, God, Joe, I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

It's okay, don't worry about it.

Psychic with
a bad sense of time.

Mm. Do you remember
where you live?

Hmm, I'm seeing a house.

I'm seeing a guy
in his underwear.

I'm seeing lots of dishes
in the sink.

It's amazing how you do that.

I'll wait up.

Okay, bye, babe.
( kissing )

( knocking )

You understand I'm not paying
you by the hour, right?

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

I stuck my head in there
two or three times

but you seemed to be
in your own world.

That's okay.

You want the good news
or the bad news?

Give me it all.

I'm a big boy. I can take it.

Okay, well...

I got through
almost all of them.

And I got things off
a lot of them.

But I don't agree
with most of what

your jury consultant
told you.

What do you mean?

Well, like this woman
for instance.

Maxine Harris.

Yes, she's religious,
but that's not all she is.

She has a mother who's been
confined to the hospital

for the last two years

despite the fact that
she can't see, can't hear,

can't eat and can't even
breathe on her own.

You know what she prays for?

She prays for an earthquake
to knock the building down.

She prays for a fire
to take out her mother's wing.

All she wants to do

is put this old woman
out of her misery,

and the state won't let her.

Maxine Harris can be reached.

She will understand
your frustration.

She'll understand the victim's
family's need for closure.

And I believe the defense
is going to read it

the way your expert did
and advocate for her.

So by looking like you
lose one, you win one.

Should I go on?

Okay, this guy here,
he's a fireman, right?

So your expert has him
as a definite "yes."

She's thinking
law and order guy,

of course he'll vote
for the needle.

But his best friend's brother

is on death row in Nevada.

Wait a second, is that
on the questionnaire?

Sorry.

Neither is the fact
that this school teacher

she has as a definite "no"
was raped 20 years ago

when she was in college.

The guy who raped her hired
a great attorney and got off,

went on to rape
three other women,

finally got caught
and put away,

but is up for parole
later this year

and will probably get it.

I mean, if I'm you,

I want that lady in my lifeboat.

What are you doing tomorrow?

I don't know, why?

How'd you like to come
to court with me,

meet some of these people?

Stop smiling like that.

The moonlight's
bouncing off your teeth

and keeping me awake.

Tough.

I was pretty great today.

It was pretty great
being me today.

Mm. Whatever happened
to the old Allison?

The depressed Allison?

I miss her.

I don't know.

I will be in court tomorrow.

So if I see her, I'll ask her.

( whistles )

Court.

Really?

Parking ticket?

You hate being wrong, don't you?

Am I wrong?

Are you sure?

Are you certain?

Or is it just something
you suspect?

Say good night, Gracie.

Good night, Gracie.

( music playing, giggling )

MAN:
What's your hurry?

Oh, you don't want me to
change my mind now, do you?

You're not going
to change your mind.

( chuckles )

Well, aren't you afraid
your girlfriend

might change her mind?

Or do you guys do this
all the time?

'Cause me, I've never done this.

Thought about it,
but never done it.

She's not going
to change her mind.

When she sees
how beautiful you are...

When you see
how beautiful she is...

When do I get a look at her?

I mean, time's a-wastin'.

I'm sobering up here, Slick.

She's just inside.

She's sitting on the couch.

She's waiting for you.

Oh, my God!

( gasps )

( gavel bangs )

JUDGE:
Do you wish to enter a challenge

to the seating
of potential juror number 12,

Maxine Harris?

We certainly do not,
Your Honor.

And according to my records,

the prosecution has exhausted
all of its challenges.

Do you concur,
District Attorney Devalos?

I'm afraid so, Your Honor.

Very well, then.

Ms. Harris, if you please.

We have a jury.

( gavel bangs )

Court will recess
for ten minutes.

At that time,
the sheriff's deputies

will escort in the defendant

so the court can begin
to hear pre-trial motions.

JUDGE:
Gentlemen.

Mr. District Attorney, sir,

I cannot accept responsibility
for an outcome

when I am not given the
opportunity to participate

in the events leading
up to that outcome.

Certainly you can
understand that.

Actually, I find it all
rather confusing.

To be honest, I don't
recall you accepting

any responsibility
when you did participate.

That's against the law,
you know.

I don't want
to make any trouble.

Is that what you're doing?

That's not how I see it.

Allison, you were right
about every single person

we cross-examined today.

Well, I...

I got to tell you,

I'm starting to believe
if I don't screw this up,

we have a real shot at getting
rid of this monster.

TRAVELOGUE NARRATOR:
This is Italy...

where art and the art
of hospitality,

go hand in hand.

But no trip to Italy
would be complete

without a gondola ride
through the Venice canals.

MAN: It's really very nice here,
Allison.

The women are beautiful,
the climate.

I'm sorry we didn't get
a chance

to meet in America,

but the second I heard
there was a hung jury

and I saw the chance
to escape...

See, you were wrong
about Maxine Harris.

( chuckles )

No way that woman was going
to give me the needle.

Better luck next time.

No...

Oh!

It's still Thursday, right?

The jury's still out, right?

There's no verdict yet, right?

Oh, God, Allison, it's
the middle of the night.

That's not necessary.

It was just a question.

I love you, too.

WOMAN ( on TV ):
Loss...

MAN:
Loss...

Gain, gain, gain,
gain, gain, gain.

Found.

( phone rings )

Oh, she said "loss,"
I think, without the "T."

All right, eight points, Paul.

Opposite.

Find?

Hello.

Allison?

It was unanimous.
Death by lethal injection.

The death penalty?

You're kidding me.

He's not going to Italy.

Italy?

What are you talking about?

Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.

That's wonderful.

I mean, it's terrible,
but it's wonderful.

Allison, congratulations.

I know we wouldn't be here
if it weren't for you.

Oh! I'm king of the world!

Anatomically speaking,

I don't think that's possible.

I'm still king of the world.

Come on, Allison.

The news is about to start.

Shh! You wake 'em up,

you put 'em back to sleep.

Come on, King. This is exciting.

REPORTER:
That's right, Bill.

History of a sort
was made here today.

Remarkably, this jury spent
less than two and a half hours

to return a sentence of death
by lethal injection

in the case of Ivan Kinetko,
a serial murderer and rapist.

Shh.

And while District Attorney
Manuel Devalos

seemed highly gratified

by the swift and certain verdict
the jury gave him,

the accused and his defense team
seemed stunned

by both the speed
and certainty of this verdict.

Wait a second. That's not him.

What are you talking about?

Oh, my God. Something's wrong.

That's not the man in my dreams!

Okay. Does that really matter?

It matters to me!
That's not the man

I saw commit the crimes.

Hey? Where are you going?

But sir, I'm not even sure
he's guilty.

That's all right, Allison.
I am.

But...

There are no buts.

There can't be.

I got a lab full of DNA
to prove that he's our man.

Besides, he confessed.

In any event, this was
not the trial

to determine guilt or innocence.

We had that trial
three months ago.

This trial was about sentencing.

So go to sleep, get some rest.

You've done
a great thing here.

But now, I'm not so sure.

Allison, so it doesn't look
like the face in your dreams.

So what?

Who knows where you got
that face from?

And what difference
does it make?

Maybe your dreams are wrong.

Frankly, I don't care.

I believe your instincts
about people are right.

Today, that's what mattered.

But I can't be wrong.

Sure you can.
You're a human being.

The ability to be wrong

is one of the membership
requirements.

The willingness to admit it--

well, that gets you
extra points.

Allison, good night.

Call me at the office tomorrow.

( gasps )

PAPER BOY:
Extra! Get your morning paper!

Read all about the murder!
Extra!

BURT LANCASTER: Buy a paper and
meet me down the block.

When I realized you weren't
going to wake yourself up

from a sound sleep
complaining of a nightmare,

I got scared
and woke myself up.

Not funny.
Turn that off, will ya?

( sighs )

This is my fault, right?

I asked for the old depressed
Allison back and...

Still not funny.

Okay, Mr. Science Guy,

how dead-on
is all this DNA stuff?

Dead dead-on.

Better than a fingerprint.
It's virtually perfect.

So then I must really
have been wrong.

Well, okay.

But only about the part
that matters least.

How can you say that?

I move my lips,
I push out air.

There's nothing to it.

Allison, who cares what he
looked like in your dreams?

( sighing ):
I care.

I mean, if I'm wrong
about that,

I could be wrong
about other things.

Hallelujah.

It's not funny.

I don't find it funny.

I find it comforting.

Well, I find it confusing
and depressing.

I mean, I feel like
that chemist who set out

to prevent heart attacks

and accidentally
discovered Viagra.

That man is a fine
chemist, by the way.

A very fine chemist.

He has nothing
to be depressed about.

Shut up.

What difference does it make?

As long as we're certain
the real killer

is going to meet his maker.

As long as the little boy
finally talks.

As long as horny old men
can bed sweet young girls

half their age,

I ask you,
what's the difference?

And by the way.
how old are you?

About half your age.

Just don't turn on
any more lights.

Guess who wants
to have dinner tomorrow night?

This is a whole new nightmare.

I can see it coming.

That's right. Your favorite
friends at your favorite place.

Come on. It'll be fun.

We'll listen to their stories,

you can tell me what really
happened afterwards.

Where you going?

I'm going to check

that your father
isn't in our bed.

I'm tired.

( people chuckling )

Oh, no, thank you.

I'm the designated driver
tonight.

So, wait a second.

The last time I saw you,

you were headed east.

How'd your conference go?

You know what? I didn't go.

I felt a little funny.

I-I couldn't help but wonder

how much of what
happened was therapy

or how much was luck.

It wasn't luck.

I'm not saying it was all luck,

I am just saying that one time

does not a proven protocol make.

I want to work
on it some more.

You know, I mean,

there's no accounting
for happy accidents.

I know what you mean.

Here's to happy accidents.

ALL:
Hear, hear.

Now, I'm remembering
that you do something

for the government.

She works for the local
District Attorney's Office.

District Attorney
Manuel Devalos.

The Ivan Kinetko trial.

We're not supposed
to discuss that.

Well, I'm proud.

I'm proud, baby.

You were you involved
in that trial?

That necrophiliac rapist guy?

She was very involved.

We're not allowed

to discuss the nature
of her involvement...

Well, kudos to you.

Yes, kudos to you!

I don't want
any kudos, really.

There was more than
a little luck involved there.

And lots of other people.

Not luck. Instinct. Talent.

Certainty.

No. You're wrong.

You can relate to this.

You do 90 little things right
and one big thing wrong and...

It all just
works out anyway.

...and you're not sure
you know why.

I'll definitely drink to that.

WAITER:
So are we ready to order?

Geez, I haven't even had a
chance to look at the menu.

We've been here, what,

three times in
the last three weeks?

I should have the damn
thing memorized.

( gasps )

Jesus...

You okay?

No.

Yes.

Actually, it's great.

( quietly ):
Psychic with a bad memory.