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I'm Dr. Jason Bull. I'm not a lawyer.

I'm an expert in
what's called trial science.

I study the jury's behavioral patterns.

I know what they're thinking
before they do.

Everything my team learns
gets plugged into a matrix,

which allows us to assemble
a mirror jury

that is scary in its
predictive efficiency.

The verdict you get depends on me.

And that's no bull.

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Welcome to Open and
Shut with Ellen Huff,

a true crime podcast

investigating the
unsolved murder of college athlete

Mike Tasker, considered a "golden boy"

for Hudson University's basketball team.

Three years ago,

Mike was found shot
to death in Central Park,

the apparent victim
of a robbery gone bad.

With no leads since the murder,

the case had gone cold...

That is, until earlier this year

Open and Shut
unearthed a rape allegation

from another college student
named Reese Burton

that the police knew nothing about.

Three years ago, she filed
an anonymous complaint

accusing Mike of
sexually assaulting her on campus.

The next week, Reese bought a gun,

began stalking Mike,

and the following week,
she threatened him.

That was the night he was killed.

All of this was unknown

until my investigation began.

Three years later, Reese's DNA

has been placed at
the scene of the murder,

a damning piece of evidence

that will most
certainly land Reese behind bars.

You are listening to
Open and Shut with Ellen Huff.

The news media has gone wild

over the sensational
new podcast Open and Shut.

If the cops arrest you,

you're guilty of something.

I love being a part of something
everyone's talking about.

It makes me feel connected.

Sad to say,

a good story spreads
faster than the truth.

Doesn't matter if you really did it.

All that matters is
that people think you did it.

You don't look like a
lawyer from Legal Aid.

Technically, I'm a psychologist.

I'm... Dr. Jason Bull.

Are you analyzing me?

Yes.

But that's not why I'm here.

I'm here because you need
help. A lot of help.

Not the kind of help
you're gonna get from Legal Aid.

Trial Analysis Corporation?

How do you help with trials?

I change people's minds for a living.

Especially the jury's.

Have you heard the podcast?

No.

It's not really my thing.

I don't believe in "open and shut,"

especially when it's made to
entertain 25 million people.

I want to hear you tell me the story.

Right.

Last time a stranger approached me

and asked for my story, well...

Ellen Huff sandbagged me

and twisted everything I said
to make me into a killer.

So you can't blame me if
my trust is wearing thin.

Okay.

I understand.

Enjoy prison. It was nice to meet you.

Wait.

Where are you going?

Well, I thought we were through.

Why do you think I'm innocent?

Because rape survivors
react in different ways.

And rage is one of those.

Enough rage to kill their perpetrator?

Absolutely.

But that's not how you reacted.

The way you reacted...

You can't fake that kind of pain.

Why don't you tell me

why this podcast is full of crap?

I met Mike at this Phi Delt party.

He walked me home.

He asked to use the bathroom.

I was so naive.

The next day, I reported
it to the administration.

I...

They said they would "look into it."

But the Hudson University
basketball team

made it into the finals that year.

Ah.

And they were gonna protect
their star player.

Didn't matter.

A few weeks later, Mike was dead

and that was the end of it.

I got a job, made new friends,

put it behind me.

And then, three years later, Ellen Huff

uncovers your complaint against Mike?

Yeah, this claim
that I filed anonymously.

'Cause I didn't want
to forever be that girl...

that girl that was raped.

After Ellen outed me,

the police reopened the case.

They said that my hair
matched a hair on Mike's jacket,

and boom, my world is upside-down.

But Ellen twisted all the facts.

What about this hair on the jacket

that's a perfect DNA match?

That makes sense.

The night Mike was killed,
he was wearing the same jacket

as the night he wore when he...

...you know.

I didn't kill Mike.

I believe you.

Can you get me out of here?

I take it this case is pro bono.

Which is why you need to try it.

Think that's a compliment?

You have heard the podcast.

I will, as soon as
we've done our research.

And I know she was a victim.

She's still a victim,

a second time.

We're trying this case, Benny.

Okay.

Good. Good.

I've been eager to step back in
the ring with the D.A.'s office.

I wonder who I get to knock gloves with.

Amanda.

Did you know she was
prosecuting this case?

Benny.

Amanda.

What a surprise.

I heard you were working
with your brother-in-law.

Ex-brother-in-law. Dr. Jason Bull.

Your reputation precedes you.

So... how have you been?

Busy.

I didn't realize

you were still trying cases.

I was fired.

I didn't die.

That's not what I meant.

Anyways, you shouldn't
take this to trial.

It's open and shut.

All rise.

The Superior Court of
New York is now in session.

State v. Reese Burton,

case number 0255348.

How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Reese, it's a good sign

the judge granted bail.

Chin up, back straight,
don't smile, don't frown,

- don't look at anyone.
- Reese!

You're not guilty,
there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Reese, do you expect a fair trial?

I can't catch my breath.

Okay. Taxi!

Hey, reporters, media!

Have we got a show for you!

Whoa!

So gather round, gather round,
ladies and gentlemen!

Whatever your pleasure, we here,
we got a great show for you!

Now, I know you don't want to...

...that you really
don't want to talk to.

Are we on The Amazing Race?

'Cause I left my running heels at home.

Right.

I just want to get back to TAC

and start testing this case.

Look, if this is about Amanda...

Whoa, hey.

Are you accusing me of fast walking

to avoid talking about Amanda?

Defensive much?

How did you guys end it?

Not well.

You know?

I didn't plan to quit the D.A.'s office,

but there I was, in front
of two reporters,

about to get a conviction
on a man I knew was innocent.

I just...

I couldn't do it.

You're the Jerry Maguire of
the American judicial system.

Yeah, well...

I guess I thought Amanda was
gonna be my Ren�e Zellweger.

That she'd come with me when I left.

Her loss, our gain.

Don't sweat the mock trial, okay?

It's all just part of the process.

I'm not worried, I just
don't like the idea of

having more strangers judging me.

I can't imagine why.

So, certain tonal frequencies

are known to have a measurable
effect on brain function,

and I wrote this app that creates music

to help you relax, focus...

It helps me to block out distractions...

Namely, Dr. Bull.

I like it.

It's not exactly Tin Lizard, but...

it's cool.

You're into the Lizard?

They're awesome.

Okay, well, I might have info

that they're playing a super secret show

and you should totally come.

Yeah, yeah.

I just might have plans.

You know, like jail.

Have faith.

Dr. Bull might be
generationally challenged,

but he's the best.

Where is Dr. Bull?

Prosecuting your case

right how.

The week after she filed
an assault claim,

Reese went out and purchased

a nine-millimeter handgun.

And two weeks later, she
got her chance to use it.

She followed Mike to a
concert in Central Park.

She threatened to shoot him

and, hours later, Mike Tasker
was shot to death.

Bull would've made a
hell of a prosecutor.

Huh.

Never seen the trend line spike so fast.

I mean, 70's a problem.

80's.... intent to convict.

90's... burn her at the stake.

She's guilty.

I agree.

Who heard her making the threat?

I mean, did that really happen?

It was Mike's friend, Rob McKellen.

They're bringing
things up from the podcast.

I thought we put together
people who hadn't heard it.

I did, and we instructed
them not to listen to it.

What?

These two were
downloading the podcast during lunch?

As soon as they left the building.

It's wet paint.

They can't help but touch it.

It's corrupted every member of the jury.

We need to sequester the jury.

Judge Rand has denied 22
requests for sequesters

out of 22, citing "a waste
of taxpayer dollars."

Well, the podcast is already out there.

It's been field-tested
by 25 million people.

If Amanda follows Ellen's narrative,

she'll get a conviction.

Or...

we replace Ellen's story
with a better one.

I'm listening.

Let me tell you a little story

about an incompetent journalist.

She takes a rape victim
and falsely accuses her

of murder.

It's time to put Ellen on trial.

We are going to dismantle her podcast.

Reese Burton and her defense
team have subpoenaed my files

in a desperate attempt
to distract the jury

from a guilty client.

Ms. Huff? Will you be sharing

your information with the court?

Freedom of the press
is one of our most sacred

constitutional rights.
Woodward and Bernstein,

Daniel Ellsberg. I,
too, protect my sources.

But are...

Aren't those journalists
from some of the greatest

news organizations in the country?

Sadly, those dinosaurs
are no longer relevant.

Today, citizen
journalists fulfill the important work

of the Fourth Estate,
and I'll go to jail

before compromising the
integrity of my podcast.

And the cell door closes on
Open and Shut with Ellen Huff.

We don't have to worry about
her releasing any more episodes

as long as she's in jail.

So, you're a reporter now?

I'm a citizen journalist. I
have a blog, check it out.

Yeah, we write about anything
and everything

having to do with Reese's case.

With Ellen in jail, we can
control the narrative,

so, Cable,

why don't you go behind
Instagram on Mike,

see what social media has to say.

We have a jury pool list yet?

70 have daughters.

82 have sons.

People with daughters
should be on our side.

Let's build a full motivational matrix

of every possible juror's
thoughts on Mike,

Reese, rape on campus
and college basketball.

Which jurors have abuse
in their background?

I'm still
investigating, but... it's a lot.

I mean, statistically, one in four.

So, Danny, let's dig
into the witness list.

We need alternative theories,
unfollowed leads.

Our case hinges on finding
the facts that Ellen ignored.

On it.

How'd you know she'd put herself in jail

if we subpoenaed her raw interviews?

Well, the podcast gave her notoriety,

- but...
- Oh.

Falling on the sword gave
her what she really wanted.

Legitimacy.

How much time you think we've bought?

Well... as long as Ellen's
integrity will hold up

against the county jail food.

Two days, max.

Reese, you're going
to appear in front of

the jury today.

What you wear in court is as
important as what you say.

You're wearing...

I don't know what you're wearing.

But it's at least three sizes too big.

They're comfortable.

That's not comfort, Mama,
that's camouflage.

If you hide in front of
the jury in all that,

they're gonna think you
have something to hide.

Silk. It softens the look,

and I'm sewing your pockets shut.

Why?

Look... your hands
are in your pockets...

People automatically think you're

being dishonest when
they can't see your hands.

How we doing?

Is it too late to run?

I usually advise my clients to run

before they get arrested.

Um...

Dr. Bull, this is, um...

- this is... getting a little too real...
- Reese, it's okay.

You're having a panic
attack. Come sit down.

Just repeat after me. Okay?

One, two, three, seven,
eight, four, two.

What?

One, two, three,

seven, nine, 11, six.

One, two,

three, nine...

One, two, three...

seven, nine,

eleven...

six.

How did you do that?

The mind can't freak out
and count numbers out of order.

How long you been having
these panic attacks?

Ever since...

Mike. I, um...

I usually just go running
and it calms me down.

Well, when this is over,

you're gonna go running
whenever you want.

Not because you have to.

Which do you prefer?

Still life with fruit,

- or this abstract painting?
- Your Honor,

we're trying to hold a
voir dire session here,

not an auction at Sotheby's.

I prefer neither, Mr. Col�n.

Understood, Your Honor,

but I do have the right
to ask the question.

Not for long. Proceed.

Uh, definitely the fruit.

- I like to know what I'm looking at.
- Hmm.

What are we doing with art...

and fruit? How does this help?

People who like abstract paintings

are open to new ideas. New stories.

We just don't want to let the other side

know what we're fishing for.

How many of you prefer the fruit?

Okay. Jurors
number four, seven and 12...

Move to strike, Your Honor.

What should the penalty be for rape?

Prison.

Five years minimum.

He has a daughter?

Granddaughters. Twin teenagers.

- He dotes on him.
- He's in.

Tell me about this ray of sunshine,

Tom.

64. Divorced.

Three times.

We did a motivational matrix on Tom.

Yeah, Bull.

He uses very aggressive language
when he's online.

Who's next if we bounce him?

Uh, Wade Macklin. 32.

Unmarried. Uh, professional organizer.

Well, I like the sweater and the scruff.

But he puts things
in boxes for a living.

We only have one strike left.

Hmm.

Okay.

Does Wade have a pet?

Labradoodle.

He had back surgery last year.

Cost Wade a whopping six grand.

So cute.

Oh, Wade.

He may be rigid, but he has a heart.

He loves his dog.

The defense would like
to thank this juror

for his time and service.
Move to strike, Your Honor.

I'm 32 years old.

I'm 32 years old.

I lived in Paris for two years.

I lived in Paris for two years.

I'm an artist.

I'm an artist.

I work on Wall Street.

I work on Wall Street.

We managed to assemble a mirror
jury that makes me tingly

in its perfection.
Their demographics line up

82% with the actual jury.

- How's the initial polling?
- Uh, three on the fence.

Nine strongly in favor of conviction.

Doesn't sound like perfection
if you're Reese.

What... exactly as predicted,

given the court of public opinion.

At least these are the
type open to considering

an alternate narrative.

Cable, what did you find on Mike

that the jury has not heard yet?

A lot, starting with the fact

that Hudson University had dozens

of unreported sexual assault claims.

And none of them ended
in criminal charges.

And this story about sexual
assault on the Hudson campus

that was in the New York Ledger

today... is that a coincidence?

Ellen doesn't have a
monopoly on expos�s.

Well, let's make sure
it links to our blog,

though it doesn't help enough
with our case against Ellen.

No, but...

this does.

Another Jane Doe filed an assault charge

against Mike on campus

that same semester.

How could Ellen have missed that?

Well, either she didn't do her homework,

or it didn't fit her narrative.

Let's find out who this Jane Doe is.

I've got this one.

What if it was Mike's
girlfriend, Gina Stefano?

In the podcast, she said
they were soul mates.

But if so, their souls bonded
over their hot tempers.

Apparently, these two fought constantly.

She's the prosecution's next witness.

Benny, let's prepare a cross.

Mike's former teammates and coach.

When did you first learn
about Mike and Reese?

We were on a break, when he had this...

drunken hookup with Reese.

And that didn't upset you?

No.

Mike told me everything.

They're here for the prosecution.

Amanda's good. I can see why

you had a thing for her.

Reese became obsessed with him,

started stalking him.

If I had known that she bought a gun,

I would've told

the police back then.

Right on script.
That's the podcast verbatim.

Nothing further.

Ms. Stefano, did you
and Mike Tasker ever fight?

- Sure. Every couple does.
- One friend reported

that you often threw
dishes at each other.

Okay, not often.

Mike could get out of line.
Every once in a while,

I had to pop him one.

We were both very passionate.

So passionate that you filed
an assault claim against him?

Under a Jane Doe, is that correct?

Objection, relevance.

Your Honor, the deceased
is not on trial here.

- I'll allow it.
- Look,

I was just mad at him, okay?

And I dropped it, like, a week later.

We were both under a lot of pressure,

and things got heated, and that's all.

So you, a self-described
hothead, you were angry?

Sure.

- And under pressure.
- Yeah.

- Did you kill Mike Tasker?
- Objection.

Sustained.

Did you ever tell Ellen
Huff about your turbulent

relationship with Mike?

She never asked.

So, Ellen Huff was not
interested in the truth.

She never asked.

Just picked up Aaron and Claudia.

Claudia read the Ledger's rape story

and is convinced that Ellen did
a poor job reporting the facts.

I take it you hacked her computer,

implanted your news story.

It wasn't very secure.

Okay, Amanda's next witness
up is Rob McKellen.

Fraternity brother
and Mike's best friend.

What's all this about pedicures?

Chunk.

Back in college, he and
Mike Tasker traded

a bunch of e-mails back and
forth scheduling pedicures.

Pedis.

Any of your teammates get pedis?

Pedicures?

Who we talking about, these guys?

No.

Not these guys. I'm thinking
pedis... is code.

You ever get a pedicure, Mr. McKellen?

Objection, relevance.

I'm curious.

What? No, I...

No?

Then how do you explain
these e-mail exchanges

between you and Mike Tasker
discussing your pedicures?

What are you talking about?

They're in evidence, Mr. McKellen.

Subpoenaed by the state.

See?

You need an eye for detail

to spot the significance.

The prosecution didn't notice
that you used "pedicure"

as code for PEDs, did they?

Did you and Mike Tasker ever use

performance-enhancing drugs,
also known as steroids?

Can I plead the Fifth, Your Honor?

You may, Mr. McKellen.

Podcast made Rob look like a Boy Scout.

Should've known better.

I like this attorney.

He does his homework.

Rob looks like my broker.

I hate my broker.

Are you aware that

steroids can make people aggressive?

I've heard that.

But I plead the Fifth.

You have a gun collection?

So what?

Including three
nine-millimeter side arms?

Have they been checked for
the ballistics in this case?

I'm not on trial here. She is.

Yeah, because of what
you told Ellen Huff.

Objection.

Withdrawn.

Mr. McKellen,

you were the last person
to see Mike alive that night,

weren't you?

Whatever.

Whatever.

Quite a job you did on Rob.

He went up as a witness

for the
prosecution, came down a suspect.

At least according to Ethel and Sydney.

And yet Wade is even more convinced

that Reese killed Mike Tasker.

Oy, how is that even possible?

It's called "backfire effect."

When someone like Wade
locks into a story,

even when they're shown
evidence to the contrary,

they dig their heels in even more.

So the only narrative
Wade trusts is Ellen's.

Fact that she's in jail

only further confirms her integrity.

Then it's time to break her out of jail.

I'm gonna go play reporter.

Danny, you know how much trouble

I could get in for this?

You are a patriot and my
favorite SoulCycle partner.

You're lucky I can't stand Ellen.

She thinks she's in a hotel.

I had no idea jail would be
such a boon for the podcast.

Another 100,000 downloads in two days.

I've had three
publishers approach me about a book.

This is a dream.

That's taken completely out of context.

- How did you get that?
- It's just.. hold on a second.

I got to put this.

This is new,

so I got to... put this in here

and then it goes to record,

and I got to...

- press that.
- Okay.

Thanks.

Um, so why did you say that?

I recognize you from
the press conference.

Who do you work for?

I work for a lot of people.

This is a popular blog
that follows the trial,

and, I got to say,

the argument for the defense
has a lot of merit.

Mm, everything I wrote was true.

Yeah, of course.

But, I mean, it's pretty clear

you left out a few key details, right?

Like, um... Gina and Mike

and their turbulent relationship.

Kind of gives Gina motive.

Well, she didn't buy a gun.

But Rob had a gun collection

and he was dealing steroids.

All the top players on
their team did steroids.

Really?

When'd you find that out?

And why didn't you report that?

It's not relevant.

So you just...

you just decide
which facts are relevant,

and then you
deliberately leave out other ones?

No, you've got the story
completely wrong.

No, I got my story.

Good, all right, listen,

my editors are all over me

to file this story.

Wait, what are you gonna print?

That you only care about
your podcast ratings, and that

you got to have information suggesting

Gina and Rob are suspects

and that's why you
haven't released your files

to the court.

But I am releasing
my files to the court.

When did that happen?

Just now.

Okay.

Uh... so...

you're trying to kill my story.

Okay.

Here's the deal.

No more press conferences

and no more podcasts until

after the trial is over.

Deal.

And I get access to the files.

Ugh.

I'm a big fan, by the way.

All right, thanks.

Oh!

That was terrible.

Darts are pure chance, my friend.

- Uh-huh.
- Here we go.

Oh, Amanda, what are you doing here?

Oh, that's better. Look at that.

Magic.

How far in advance did you know
Amanda was prosecuting the case?

How long you been missing Amanda?

What?

Come on, man. I'm over her.

You haven't seriously dated
anyone since you guys broke up.

It's because I haven't
found anyone I liked.

I'm picky.

Ha. Like other dart players I know.

Ah.

Check you out.

Stage managing my life with Amanda,

pouring your life into Reese's.

You ever gonna get serious
with a woman again?

Whatever.

And now we have Ellen
Huff live just moments...

- Oh, there's Ellen.
- Right.

- No, really.
- I have decided to share research

from my investigation with the courts,

so long as they protect my sources.

And I promise you the truth is in there.

I'll keep you posted. Excuse me.

I told her no press conferences.

No, technically it's not.

They were waiting for
her at her apartment.

Are you her lawyer now?

All right, let's finish
these drinks and go say hi.

- Hey, what's going on here?
- Hold up there.

It's all right, Officer, I know him.

- Let 'em through.
- Thanks, Detective.

What happened?

Looks like gravity.

Forced entry,

signs of a struggle.

Ellen was pushed.

We need your client at
the precinct for questioning.

Hey.

- You're fast.
- How'd you find me?

Figured you needed to go for a run

after you heard about Ellen's death.

Are the police looking for me?

You have about an hour.

I'm sorry, I...

I had to get out of my apartment.

I, uh... I couldn't breathe.

I... I...

saw my photo on the news.

Hey, hey, look at me.
Look at me for a second.

- Come here, come here.
- No.

Come here, it's okay.
Let's count, all right?

- No.
- Remember?

Say it.

Seven, eight, nine, 11, one.

Do it, look at me, look at me.

Seven, eight, nine, 11, one.

Seven.

Eight. Nine.

You're okay?

I told you.

You're okay.

You've been running since
your senior year of college.

And I have some news for you.

What happened to you isn't gonna change.

But you can't let it define you.

You don't know what it's like!

No, I don't know exactly
what it's like for you.

How could I?

But I do know what it's
like to be trapped.

And helpless and afraid

and too young to be able
to do anything about it.

Is that why you do what you do?

Why you're out here?

In the middle of the night?

Is that why you decided to help me?

Well...

Understanding...

why people do the things they do...

...is really just
understanding yourself.

And once you do that,

you don't have to run anymore.

Not from panic,

not from whatever happened.

We're gonna win.

Okay.

You see, this is

time-stamped video
footage showing Reese

entering her own apartment building

at the time of Ellen's death.

What's your e-mail?
I'll send it to you.

- She could've left another way.
- Yeah. Maybe she has

a jetpack.

Detective cleared my client.

Don't go far.

We have court in the morning.

Amanda, clearly, the real killer
saw Ellen's press conference

and got to her before she
could reveal his identity.

You are free to bring
that theory up at trial.

I know what Benny would do if he
was still in the D.A.'s office.

He would drop the case
and go after the real killer.

We still have a subpoena
for Ellen's files.

They're now in evidence
for Ellen's murder.

In which my client was called
in for questioning.

You're not trying to keep
the files from me, are you?

Come on, Amanda. I know
you wouldn't willfully engage

in prosecutorial misconduct.

Benny, have at it.

You can take this by
evidence on your way out.

But you can't keep assuming

all your clients are innocent.

All?

I had a 93% conviction rate when
I worked for the D.A.'s office.

One person, one innocent person...

Forget it.

There's a reason why I quit.

You didn't quit. You were fired.

I quit when I realized
I worked for a place

that cared more about getting
convictions than having them.

I'll see you in court.

Cable.

Have you convinced the public

that Reese was not involved
in Ellen's death yet?

Making progress.

A couple of news outlets
picked up my story.

What story?

"Sources report Reese

has been cleared and
has an ironclad alibi.

Therefore, the real killer

may have killed Ellen
before she could reveal

his or her true identity.

The police are investigating
other suspects at this time."

Throw suspicion on someone
other than Reese.

Genius.

And it might even be true.

Good use of media to control the story.

And here's the kicker:

two naughty, naughty jurors

clicked through to our blog

and read the article.

Hmm. It's nice work.

That'll filter down

to the rest of the jury by dinner.

You know, if hacking
doesn't pan out for you,

I think you have a career
as a shoddy journalist.

- Thank you.
- In-in the best way.

That means a lot.

Danny, you find anything
in Ellen's file?

No, not yet.

This woman recorded hundreds
of hours of interviews.

If we don't get anything from Ellen,

- you think Wade will cave?
- No.

We'll get a hung jury.

Well, that may not be a bad thing.

The D.A.'s not gonna
want to retry this case.

Yeah, I understand, Benny,

but anything short of not guilty,

and Reese has to live the rest
of her life knowing the cops

could come knocking on the door
and arrest her for murder.

But it's not like we're gonna
put Reese on the stand.

Are we?

Without Ellen,

Reese is the best witness we have

and the only one who
might influence Wade.

Not to mention...

it's a story Reese needs to tell.

It's one thing for Reese
to have a panic attack

while sitting at a table

where she can count to herself.

On the witness stand...

Amanda will destroy her.

Make her look guilty when she freezes.

That's what I'm counting on.

If I say the wrong thing up there,

they'll put me away
for the rest of my life.

That's why we're here.

To practice.

Now, I'm gonna play the
role of the prosecution.

Ms. Burton, two weeks
before Mike Tasker's murder...

You bought a nine-millimeter
handgun, didn't you?

Yes or no?

Amanda's gonna try and limit
your answers to yes or no,

but you have the right
to explain yourself.

Yes, because I was frightened
for my life.

She's very good at restating
what you said,

but in her words and not yours.

- Correct her.
- Frightened?

And like everyone, you had a choice.

Fight or flight.

You chose fight. Threatened him.

No, I threatened him
to stay away from me.

You threatened to kill
him with your gun.

Objection!

Badgering the witness.

If you're not done
with an answer, you say...

- I wasn't finished.
- Amanda knows

you have panic attacks.

She's gonna try and elicit
one on the stand.

And when she does, you...

will be ready.

Mike sexually assaulted you.

Yes.

You reported it to the university.

Yes.

- And they dragged their heels.
- Yes.

But that was something that...

And you were furious about
that, weren't you?

- Of course I was.
- You kept that rage inside.

- I didn't say "rage."
- The entire campus

turned up for Mike Tasker's
memorial service.

A lot of people went, yes,

who weren't raped by him.

But you were glad Mike Tasker was dead.

You can admit that.

Can't you?

Ms. Burton.

Why does this topic
make you so uncomfortable?

Ms. Burton, do you need a break?

Before a panic attack,

people have their own

warning signs.

The room starts to buzz, yeah?

That can be your cue to melt
down or to start coping.

What if I pass out?

- You'll wake up.
- What if I throw up?

We'll get you a bucket.

You have an answer for everything.

So do you.

For every question
Amanda's going to ask,

you have the truth.

And no panic attack or prosecutor

can take that from you.

The court will recess.

No, I don't need a break, Your Honor.

No further questions, Your Honor.

But she asked a question

implying that I'm hiding something.

I have the right to answer.

Go ahead, you may answer.

You're right.

I couldn't stand Mike,

but I was the last person
who wanted him dead.

I wanted him alive

because I wanted him to
pay for what he did.

I wanted him to go to prison.

I wanted him to feel what I felt

and I wanted to ask him,
"How powerful do you feel now?"

And I'll never get that chance.

He is the one at peace, not me.

Yes, I get these panic attacks

because I was raped and bullied,

which is exactly how
you're making me feel.

I couldn't stand up for myself then,

but I am stronger now.

So, ask your questions, Ms. Prosecutor.

I have nowhere else to be.

I did not kill Mike Tasker.

Yeah, she gets panic attacks.

I get it, but the
prosecution's built a bulletproof case.

No way I can acquit,

especially since Ellen's dead.

That podcaster lady had it all.

All that's left is my closing argument.

And we've got two hours.

Ellen's got to have something
in her audio files.

Danny.

This looks promising.

Ellen's raw, unedited audio.

You're gonna want to hear that.

Looks like we have reasonable doubt.

We all know what happened
to Mike Tasker.

Right?

Reese was obsessed.

Stalked him around campus.

When he turned down her
advances, she bought a gun

and threatened him.

Social media.

Twitter, blogs, Facebook.

It can be

a terrific tool for staying
in touch, for connecting.

For cat videos.

But, you see, there's a difference

between entertainment and the truth.

And this podcast is
a work of pure fiction.

How do I know?

Once police matched
Reese's blonde hair...

Shoot, brown. I need to start over.

I thought you were
going to bring up Mike

and the team's steroid use.

No, it gets too complicated here.

I'm not gonna get into it.

Very good. Take two.

That's an example

of how Ellen chose the facts...

to make a compelling case.

Ellen thought it was "too complicated"

to introduce Mike's steroid use,

Gina's temper and assault charge,

even Reese's panic attacks.

I mean, Ellen's limited
version of the story may have made

for compelling entertainment,
but that doesn't make it true.

And it cost Reese
her job, her reputation,

and it publicized to the whole world

that she was raped.

And you know what? It
landed her right here...

on trial for murder.

Please don't make the
same mistake Ellen did.

She's not a murderer.

She's a survivor.

That's the true story.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree,

how do you find?

We, the jury, find the
defendant, Reese Burton...

not guilty.

Court adjourned.

Will you look at that?

I... I see the coach and his team

aren't here for the verdict.

Maybe you should look
into that doping scandal.

Enemy alert.

Say the word,

I hit the burn button. We lose it all.

It's all right, Cable. She called ahead.

We picked up Rob for questioning.

He crumbled pretty quickly.

Turns out Mike was
about to blow the whistle

on the team using steroids,

so the coach had motive
to kill Mike and Ellen.

You were right.

Mm.

You came all the way
here to tell us this?

Actually, I came to talk to you.

Mm, I haven't had a sip of this yet.

I'm gonna go play guitar.

I was impressed.

That passion... that's what
I first remember about you

when you started at the D.A.'s office.

Look, Amanda, you don't have to.

No, I do.

That's why I was so upset
after your press conference.

Well... you know how I felt.

I just...

felt like you weren't
taking me into account.

I was still working there.

Yeah.

I could've handled that differently.

Yeah.

But I do get why you did it.

Thanks.

That means a lot.

Just to be clear,
don't ever come up against me

with a guilty client.

Well... don't ever prosecute
an innocent one.

If she said she'd take you back...

would you do it?

In a heartbeat.

Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.
- Hey.

Hi.

Um, if your social calendar

has cleared up...

What?

Tin Lizard?

No pressure, but a bunch
of us are going.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Curious how you managed
to turn this case

into an opportunity

for Benny to reconcile with Amanda.

A happy coincidence.

You don't believe in coincidences.

Well...

a happy result of masterful manipulation

seems a bit over the
top, don't you think?

How long's the feeling last?

Huh?

Winning a case like this.

Helping Reese.

Until the next one.

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