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[silence]

In New York City's war on crime

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

For years, he went
to the gym every
evening at 7:00.

Then two weeks ago,
he started going
in the morning.

It's no problem.

Hello, Jack.

Hey, how are you?

Do you have to do that?

Relax.

( phone ringing )

That's me.

I'll be right back.

Yes?

I was just thinking about you...

You're welcome.

I remembered you liked tulips,
so I thought...

Yes.

Yes, that'll be fine.

It's Part 42, Judge Ross.

I'll see you there.

( recorded ):
Do you have to do that?

Relax.

Mr. Keefer waited
till his victim

reached a deserted part
of Second Avenue

before striking her.

He then ran into the subway
and got rid of his coat and hat.

When he was stopped
by the police,

he gave a false name
and address.

What if anything did you
conclude from this behavior?

He attacked his victim

not because of some delusion,

but because she rejected
his advances at work.

In those respects,
he does not meet

the criteria
for a plea of not guilty

by reason of mental disease
or defect.

Thank you, Doctor.

JUDGE:
Thank you,
Mr. Carver.

Before cross-examination
of the expert witness,
the court calls

a 15 minute recess.

( pounds gavel )

It meant a lot to me

you were there this afternoon.

I know you had to rush--

and don't worry, I'll take care
of that traffic ticket.

Thank you, that's
very sweet of you.

About Saturday,
if you can't...

No, no, I cleared
my schedule.

Thank you.

She really needs
to talk to someone.

No, thanks.

Thank you, I have
to drive home.

Sara, listen, um...

As part of my per diem, the D.A.
got me a suite here tonight.

We could finish
this bottle up there.

That's a very
tempting offer.

Please say yes.

It's too soon, Charles.

I hope you understand.

Sure, sure...

Everything in good time.

Thank you so much for coming on
this very special day for Ricky.

So much has happened
these last few months,

but Richard has acted like a man
and I am...

very, very proud of him.

Seeing him grow up like this,

I just wish his sister Sophie'd
stay a little girl forever.

( "aah's" from crowd )

Everybody, this is, uh...

this is Lauren.

Hi, honey.

Well, thank you
and enjoy yourselves.

( applause )

( soft dance music begins )

How he dares invite
that bimbo...

I'm sorry, Julie.

He just makes me so mad.

Sara.

Charles.

This is my sister, Julie.

And this is Sophie.

This is Dr. Webb.

Oh, Charlie'll do.

And how are you, Sophie?

Good.

Why don't we all sit
over there?

You know, I
don't know...

It can only help.

Sara, you can't force
these things.

Whenever you're ready.

She's ready now.

Come on.

( loud rock music playing )

Have you seen Sophie?

She's fine.

Who's that with her?

A friend of mine.

Excuse me.

Sophie, you come
with Daddy, please.

Dr. Larry Feldman.

Dr. Charles Webb.

Oh?

What specialty?

Psychiatry.

I warned you.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, Leeza Goldman is hot.

I don't know.

When you slow
dance with her,

she like moves up
and down against you.

It's weird.

Dude, you don't like that?

You guys been
waiting long?

Uh-huh.

( knocking )

You okay in there?

Freddie, you got the key?

Yeah.

I can hear the faucet running.

Dad...

Dad! Dad!

Come on, come on...

Dad! Dad!

Come with me.

The deceased
is a Dr. Larry Feldman.

This was his kid's Bar Mitzvah.

Nice.

Anybody see him
go into the can?

No, and nobody heard a shot.

The rest of the place
was open for business?

Yeah, for lunch.

We took down everybody's
name when we got here.

Good work.

I'm going to need the
credit card receipts

from the restaurant, plus a
list of all the employees.

Thanks.

Small caliber weapon

probably with a silencer

at close range,
no exit wound.

Slug's still in his noggin.

Looks like he was kneeling over
the toilet when he was shot.

Scuff marks on his knees.

( camera shutter clicking )

( sniffs )

Gin.

He didn't have
any enemies.

He's a heart surgeon,
for God's sake.

He saved people's lives.

I'm very sorry.

How long had you
been together?

Four months next week.

Dr. Feldman's divorced?

He's separated.

They're still
working it out.

The divorce, I mean.

How's that been going?

Not good.

His ex-wife was here.

I guess she took
the kids home.

This is so awful,
he was so...

What was Dr. Feldman
drinking at the reception?

Red wine.

He only ever
drank red wine.

And these people

these animals, they just left
him there for Ricky to see...

Victim's Services has grief
counselors for your kids.

I'll give you the number.

GOREN:
We need to talk to you
about your divorce.

Sophie, sweetie, why don't
you go sit with Auntie Sara?

Okay?

Come on, sweetie.

Were there
any outstanding issues

between you
and Dr. Feldman?

Alimony,
division of property?

No, that was
all settled.

Custody?

We were working that out.

Larry was... very possessive
of our children.

It's going to be tough for them
without their father.

It's a horrible thing
to do to them.

( sobbing )

I guess the
custody issue's
been worked out.

You like it?

Yes, especially if
it's by the artist
I think it is.

Is this a Judas Ullulaq?

Yes, from 1986.

He died a couple
of years ago.

His pieces are
hard to come by.

We'll take it.

How soon can you
deliver it?

Really?

Well, Thursday next week,
if that's fine with you?

The address is
247 East 54th.

Charles, no, I can't
accept this.

It's obvious
how much you like it.

It's too generous.

I really can't.

All right.

Make the delivery to 741
Park Avenue, Apartment 8D.

This way you can enjoy it
any time you come over.

What's wrong?

Sara, I am
a psychiatrist.

You've been preoccupied
all afternoon.

Now what's the matter?

When I came
home last night,

there were 14 calls
from you on the machine.

I was just concerned
about you.

I told you I was going
out with Julie.

I forgot.

That's what happens
when you're involved
with an older man.

Are we involved?

I thought so.

I really do enjoy
our time together.

Let's just see
where it goes.

"Victim was kneeling in a
humiliation posture when shot."

What's that about?

The perp wanted
to humiliate him
before killing him.

"Odor of gin was present,
possibility perpetrator

consumed gin or martini
at restaurant."

Shaken or stirred?

Well, we've got the waiters
working with a sketch artist.

Restaurant said they served
92 lunches for the Bar Mitzvah.

Our officers only counted
78 guests when they got there.

14 people skipped.

73 name.

Great, we're going backwards.

Do you have a master list?

Um... 112 people were invited,
103 said they were coming.

These are the money gifts?

Uh, yes, I didn't know
what to do with it all

so I brought it back here.

Silvia and Adam
Bornstein.

Dr. and Mrs.
Lawrence Chen.

A grand in c-notes.

No card.

Just "Tommy L."
on the envelope.

He's not on the list.

It's probably Mr. Lucci.

He was a patient
of Dr. Feldman's.

When?

Last year, quadruple bypass.

Oh, right.

Tommy "Thumbs" Lucci.

Heart attack
from too much canoli.

The Bonanno's threw him
a retirement party.

He and Dr. Feldman close?

Mr. Lucci was very thankful.

The operation saved his life.

How'd Lucci show
his appreciation?

I'm not quite sure.

I heard Dr. Feldman
talking to him on the phone

about his divorce.

I think Mr. Lucci
was helping him.

Feldman vs. Feldman

custody hearing
transcript.

Thanks.
Help yourself.

Getting anywhere?

Well, alimony orders.

Feldman was pulling down
$700,000 a year,

and the judge awarded
Mrs. Feldman $1,000 a month.

Out of $5 million
in community assets,

Mrs. Feldman gets $300,000.

Who is this judge,
The Honorable O.J.?

No, Your Honor Edwin Rankin.

Rankin?

I have Lucci's pedigree here.

Lucci's lawyer, Harold Rankin.

You think they're related?

A divorce judge--

the gift that keeps on giving.

I guess that's how Lucci

was helping Feldman
with his divorce.

There's one more thing.

Three weeks ago, Judge Rankin
issued a gag order.

Who's the order
binding on?

Dr. and Mrs. Feldman
and their lawyers

the immediate families...

and Saint Matthew's Hospital.

WOMAN:
I can't talk about it.

The hospital lawyers
said I could get sued.

We understand
about lawyers.

You're a pediatric nurse,
isn't that right?

Yes.

So the gag order's
about a child

who was treated here?

One of the
Feldmans' kids?

Please...

We don't want you
to say anything

you're not
comfortable with.

Who did the lawyers say
could sue you?

Dr. Feldman.

Well, don't
worry, he's dead.

Which of the kids was
it, the little girl?

Her mother brought her in.

She was listless and she said
she had pain in her groin.

She had just come back
from visiting her father.

Mrs. Feldman accused her husband
of abusing her.

Were you there
when they examined her?

No, just
at the beginning.

I was called away.

But, from what I saw

her genital area
was red and inflamed.

( beeper beeps )

Well, I'd kill him.

The District Attorney had
the gag order lifted.

Now we want to hear
what happened from you.

Uh, Sophie had spent
the night at Larry's,

and when I went
to pick her up,

she was groggy, uh,

she could barely
walk to the car.

On the way home,
she said

her privates hurt.

I checked.

Something was definitely wrong.

I asked her what happened.

She said it was Daddy.

I went right
to the hospital.

Did they say she'd
been molested?

They didn't
say anything.

A case worker...
from the Children's
Protective Services

interviewed me and
said he was going
to interview Larry,

but all of a sudden,

uh, Judge Rankin
imposed a gag order.

He basically stopped
the investigation in its tracks.

GOREN:
But the custody visits
continued?

Yeah, we couldn't stop it.

I checked Sophie every time
she came back from Larry's.

It didn't happen again.

You couldn't be sure
it wouldn't.

No.

You were terrified and angry
you couldn't protect her.

You thought all kinds
of crazy things.

Anyone in your
situation would.

If you did something to protect
your little girl,

anyone could understand that.

Julie, I'm just
a divorce attorney.

I don't have a lot of experience
in criminal matters

but I'm going to advise you

not to answer
any more questions right now.

She's free to leave, right?

If that's what
she wants to do.

Let's go, Julie.

New car?

Yes.

Fives, tens, 20s?
What is this?

You been saving up
from your paper route?

Ben Franklin's
on the hundred-dollar bill.

I can't stand Franklin.

He had no respect for women.

He used them, did you know that?

Right.

How much is in here?

$23,000.

We said 50.
Where's the rest?

I want you to do something else
for me.

What, are you nuts?

They're bothering my
girlfriend's sister.

These are very bad people.

Yeah, they're bad people.

They're New York City
detectives.

Forget it.
I'm not doing this.

I knew it.
They got to you.

You're working for them now.

You're carrying
a listening device.

Is that it on your wrist?

This is a $15 watch.

You'd better have the rest
of my money by the end
of the week, Doc.

or I'll give you
something real to worry about.

MAN:
My interview with the child
confirmed

in my own mind, there was abuse.

Dr. Feldman denied it,

and because of the gag order,

I couldn't follow up
with other witnesses.

Mrs. Feldman was very angry,
but what could I do?

Did she make any threats
against Dr. Feldman?

No.

Did any of her
family or friends
contact you?

No.

Did you talk to
the D.A.'s office?

No. It was too early
to get them involved.

But what about the
Special Victims Unit?

Not in Manhattan.

But I got a request
for a copy of my file

from the Westchester Police.

They heard about the abuse,

and they wanted to do
their own investigation.

Why the Westchester Police?

Apparently, Dr. Feldman had
a country home up there.

Well, not according to
our files, he doesn't.

I never got a report
about a Dr. Feldman,

and I never requested one.

Here's the request,
Lieutenant.

Yes, that's our stationery,

but the requesting officer,
Detective Petrecca?

No such person in my unit.

The report was faxed
to this number.

That's not our fax number.

That's the Narcotics Squad,
third floor.

And they don't have
a Detective Petrecca either.

WOMAN:
I ran comparisons
between the slug we got

from Feldman's
skull,

and every gun recovered
by the Westchester Police

in the last three years.

Your gut did not fail you.

Actually, it was her idea.

Sorry.

I found one weapon
that's a perfect match.

A .32 caliber Rossi 88
with a silencer.

Recovered in a drug bust
in White Plains.

The weapon was
duly checked

into the Westchester Police
Property Room

where it sat for three weeks,

until someone noticed
that it was missing.

A cop.

Good thing to know
our hit man has a day job.

Westchester will look
into the missing gun,

but don't expect them
to strain any muscles.

Yes. You checked under
the maiden name, too?

Okay, thanks.

So far, I haven't
turned up any member

of Mrs. Feldman's family
in law enforcement.

Her parents are retired,
living in Saratoga.

I got a trace out
on his wife's family.

I'm looking at DMV records.

Julie Feldman's sister,
Sara Lindstrom,

had a traffic ticket
dismissed two weeks ago.

No court appearance,
no hearing.

Someone just
double-clicked
on delete.

MAN:
I'm not following.

You're from
the Major Case Squad,

and you're asking me
about a traffic violation?

If you people have
run out of things to do,

I've got a couple
of unsolved homicides.

We're just curious
about what other favors

you might've done
for Ms. Lindstrom.

Other favors?

Like helping her hire a cop
to kill her brother-in-law.

Larry Feldman,
the heart surgeon.

Okay, first of all,
I don't know Sara Lindstrom.

The ticket, that was a favor
to her boyfriend.

Who is?

Webb. Dr. Charles Webb.

Webb, the forensic shrink?

Yes.

He does a lot of work
for the D.A.'s office.

And the Police
Benevolent Association.

Over the last seven years,
Webb's conducted

Fitness-For-Duty evaluations
on five cops up in Westchester,

two of them
in Narcotics.

I don't see anybody here.

GOREN:
Try this one.

This guy.

I think he was in the bar.

Do you remember what
he was drinking?

Gin and tonic.

Okay, thank you.

We'll be in touch.

Officer Michael Stovic,

Westchester P.D.,
Narcotics.

11-year veteran,
four years Narcotics.

Last year, Stovic was suspended,
pending an excessive force

investigation.

I got news for him:

The suspension's
about to get permanent.

Not with this evidence.

Gin or no gin,
that I.D. is iffy.

And his connection to Webb
doesn't necessarily mean

what you want it to mean.

It's a coincidence?

He's a cop, Alex,
just like us.

So till I see different,
yeah, it's a coincidence.

( sighing )

I love everything about this job
except that--

the buddy-boy system.

What? Did I say something?

Uh, let's go find
Officer Stovic.

They're delivering
it tomorrow.

I thought this'd be
a good spot for it.

Or maybe it's
too cluttered.

No, it'll work here.

You have so many books.

I hardly have any time
to read anymore.

I make time
for my passions.

Listen, instead of going out

we could fix
something here.

I'm a pretty good cook.

We could make a fire.

I really would prefer
if we just went out.

I just...
I don't feel ready yet.

Listen, we've been
seeing each other now
for a couple of months.

Ever since my divorce,

I lost hope of meeting
someone who...

I feel we have
a strong connection.

A connection based
on respect and trust.

Yes, I think that's true.

I just...

I don't feel ready yet.

I understand.

You've had a lot
on your mind.

Yeah.

Larry's murder,
the children...

Thank God Sophie's
safe now.

When you found out what
Larry had done to Sophie,

did you ever think of
doing something about it

if you had the chance?

Yes, I admit,
I had that thought.

Well, I did something.

I had Larry killed.

What?

I paid somebody
to kill him.

All the pain
he was causing

what he did to your niece,
and no one to stop him.

But I did.

You're serious.

Of course I'm serious.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

I thought
you'd be grateful.

You just said he
should be stopped.

Grateful?

What were you thinking?

He was a monster, Sara.

Isn't that what you wanted?

Uh, I have to go home,
I'm sorry.

Sara, you can't go.

I did it for you.

Charles, don't...

For God's sake,
I saved your niece.

It's all you've ever
talked about.

You can't deny me.

Charles, if you don't
get out of my way...

Sara, if you do
anything foolish,

like tell anybody...

You know what I'm capable
of now.

Beer, whatever you have
on tap.

Coming up.

I'm Nina.
Are you Mike?

Dr. Webb told you about me,
didn't he?

He said I could
find you here.

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

I'm sorry.

My mistake.

Wait up.

Let's go to my car.

So, why would Webb
talk to me about you?

Did he talk to you
or didn't he?

I haven't heard
from the guy

since my
suspension.

You a cop?

Yeah.

You got a job
problem?

First, turn
on the engine.

I got a problem

about being recorded.

( engine starts )

( radio playing music )

My dirtbag ex-husband's messing
with my little girl.

She's eight.

My ex is a cop

and he threatened
my lawyer

and now he won't
return my calls.

I tried talking to the Brass,

and it's the old
buddy-boy system.

Hey, I'm sorry.
It's got nothing to do with me.

Webb told me
you were a good guy,

that you'd done
this kind of thing before.

I got money, not a lot...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I don't know what Webb told you,

but you can't listen
to that guy.

I can't help you.

You'd just better get
out of here now.

( crying ):
Mike, please, just look.

This is my little girl

Mandie...

Oh, no, don't-don't
show me that!

Just get out,
will you, already?

You guys are all the same.

Big damn heroes.

( speed dialing )

Doc?

Now you listen to me

and you listen good,
you son of a bitch.

You'd better keep your mouth
shut about what happened,

or I'll shut it for you.

You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

I don't need you
drumming up business for me!

Understand?

Stupid mother...

Freeze, Stovic!

You're under arrest.

STOVIC:
You keep your mouth shut
about what happened,

or I'm going to shut it for you.

WEBB:
Calm down, Mike.

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

STOVIC:
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

I don't need you drumming up
business for me, understand?

That stuff about engine noise
and radios?

It's not true.

Infer what you
want from that
conversation.

It doesn't prove a thing.

It's the icing on
everything else.

The eyewitness,
the missing gun.

Only bright spot
I can see, Mike...

is your motive.

It wasn't about
the money.

It was the abuse.

That's why you
got a copy of
the report.

To make sure
it was true.

Because you have
a history with that

in your own
childhood.

It came up
on your

Fitness-For-Duty
evaluation.

Webb knew that.

And I think your
lawyer can make
a good argument

to the D.A.

that Webb psychologically
manipulated you

into doing this killing.

I really do, Mike.

I want a signed
plea agreement
from the D.A.

Then he'll talk.

( shouting )

First off, he was sane
at the time of the crime.

But file a motion to forcibly
medicate him for the trial

because his competence
is marginal,

and right now, he's not
presentable to a jury.

Dr. Charles Webb?

Yes.

You're under arrest.

Arrest?

For murder.

Put your hands
behind your back.

COURT CLERK:
People vs.

Charles Anthony Webb, murder
in the first degree, conspiracy

in the first degree.

Plea, Mr. Webb?

Dr. Webb.

Your Honor,
pursuant to CPL 250.10,

my client serves notice
of his intent

to plead not guilty

by reason of mental disease
or defect.

Noted into the record.

CARVER:
Your Honor,
the People serve cross-notice

and demand the opportunity

to examine the defendant

at such time
as Your Honor will provide.

JUDGE:
Parties will be notified.

People on bail?

CARVER:
People ask for remand.

LAWYER:
To a suitable psychiatric
facility, Your Honor.

We have no objection.

JUDGE:
Then so ordered.

( pounds gavel )
Next case.

COURT CLERK:
Docket number 143...

An insanity defense.

Well, he
would know.

JUDGE:
How do you plead?

LAWYER:
Not guilty, Your Honor.

MAN:
He asked me to fix
his girlfriend's ticket.

He was ranting that she was
being persecuted by the police.

I'd never seen
him like this.

He's one of
our most reliable
expert witnesses

and to hear
him spouting

these paranoid
fantasies was
very disturbing.

JUDGE:
Thank you, Mr. Stillman.

LAWYER:
I also have
affidavits

from Dr. Webb's colleagues

testifying to his
erratic behavior

over the
last month.

His paranoid rantings,
his delusional statements.

And there's this.

This is a
conversation

between my client
and Michael Stovic

recorded a week
before the murder.

WEBB:
I planned to kill him myself.

For years, he went to the gym
every evening at 7:00.

Then two weeks ago,
he started going in the morning.

STOVIC:
It's no problem.

Who recorded this?

My client.

He was worried Mr.
Stovic might try

to cheat him out
of his money.

By the way, this conversation
took place at Fortelli's.

JUDGE:
Fortelli's,
down the block?

Wasn't he worried
he'd be recognized?

That's the point,
Your Honor.

He made no effort
to be secretive.

He kept tapes
of incriminating conversations.

It's clear he had no idea
what he was doing was wrong.

He's suffering
from an acute psychotic break

caused by the
stress of his work

the terrible cases
he deals with.

CARVER:
And yet during this time

he's testified
as an expert witness

at three trials.
This psychosis

comes and goes
at the doctor's
convenience.

LAWYER:
Dr. Webb's behavior

with regards to this crime
is consistent

with a psychiatric defense.

Could somebody please tell him
to stop looking at me?

It's intolerable.

Has this room been swept
for bugs?

If I were you, Judge,
I'd be very careful.

The party can
see everything.

Well, I'll keep that in mind,
Dr. Webb.

These affidavits

and Mr. Cziller's arguments
seem credible to me.

I have to be frank.

If Dr. Webb chooses
a bench trial,

he's going
to get a friendly hearing.

Your Honor, it is hardly
appropriate for you...

It's appropriate

for me to suggest
that you work out

a plea agreement.

Consider it fair warning.

He pretended to be crazy

to lay the basis
for an insanity defense

in case he got caught.

And he's going to get away
with it.

SKODA:
Sympathetic motive,

sympathetic defendant.

Unsympathetic victim.

Best of all
possible worlds.

How do we trip
this guy up?

He's claiming
he has delusional disorder

persecutory type.

From everything I've seen,
he's followed

the diagnostic boiler plate
to a tee.

He hit
all the right notes.

Except...

He's paranoid
about surveillance,

but here he is meeting the cop
in a restaurant, a public place.

He hit a false note.

It's borderline.

But I'd look for other erratic
behavior that doesn't fit.

Such as?

Suicide talk,
spending too much money,

taking on
too many projects.

And if there aren't
any other false notes?

Don't worry,
even Elvis sang out of tune.

I can only imagine

what you think of me
right now, Sara,

but you have to believe,
I had the best intentions

in the world.

The pain your family was going
through was unbearable.

Charles, don't.

Whatever you do,
don't lie to me.

You made it very
clear to me that night

why you did this.

Your lawyer
asked me

to testify on your behalf.

I agreed.

I wouldn't expect any less
from you.

I'm doing it
for Sophie.

Don't you feel anything for me?

I'm a patient man, Sara.

But you already know that.

WOMAN:
No, he'd never bought
from us before.

I don't even remember
seeing him in here.

I didn't get the impression

he knew much
about Inuit art.

We found an $18,000 charge
on his credit card.

Is that for one sculpture?

Yes.

Is that what beginners
usually spend?

Well, no, they usually make
more modest acquisitions.

I think he was trying
to impress his girlfriend.

And why did
you think that?

Well, she liked the piece,
she knew the artist.

He tried to buy it
for her.

Tried to?

Well, first he wanted me
to deliver it to her address.

And she said
she couldn't accept.

She was embarrassed.

So he had me deliver it
to his place instead.

Did they strike you
as a couple?

Well, he seemed pretty eager,
but as far as I could tell

they could have been
on their first date.

The doorman
at Webb's building's

only seen Sara Lindstrom
there once.

Her doorman says
Webb's been there

only a few times,
never overnight.

But he stopped by a lot
when she wasn't home.

He sent her flowers every week,
and according to his LUDs

he was calling her
20 times a day,

mostly talking
to her machine.

The guy was
pressing hard.

EAMES:
It doesn't look

like he closed
the deal, though.

This guy's never intimate
with this woman,

but he hires a hit
to save her niece?

That's a hell of a commitment.

Something else is not
making sense.

Your girlfriend's niece
is molested--

as a psychiatrist,
you'd insist she get counseling.

I haven't seen any evidence

that the little girl was
in therapy.

Yeah.

Did we get
that file

from Children's Services?

( sighs )

This is the transcript

of the caseworker's interview
with the girl.

Eames...

A question.

"Your mommy said your daddy
touched your weewee.

Is she telling the truth?"

Answer: "Yes."

Question:

"When your weewee was sore,

is that
because your daddy touched it?"

Answer: "Yes."

The question suggests
the answer.

The caseworker tainted
the interview.

FELDMAN:
I don't understand.

What could you possibly
be looking for?

It's all
in the search warrant, ma'am.

Cabinets in here
are locked.

Would you mind opening them
for me... please?

Thank you.

We appreciate
your cooperation.

Hi, Sophie.

My name's Bobby.

Hi.

Wow, you're really good

at keeping
in the lines.

Hey, what's your
favorite color?

Red.

Red?

Watch.

( chuckles )

Sophie, I'm a policeman.

Is it okay if
we talk about
your daddy?

Daddy went away.

I know.

You miss him?

Yes.

Sorry.

Do you remember...

that day that Mommy
took you to the hospital

after you visited
with Daddy?

Yes.

Do you remember what
you did with Daddy?

And what'd you do?

We went to the zoo,

and I had ice cream,
but I got sick.

Well, how'd you get sick?

I pooped in my pants.

Daddy said
because of the ice cream.

What did your daddy do?

He cleaned me down there.

Did he give you any medicine?

Yes.

Did you tell anyone
about being sick?

Yes. I told Mommy.

Did you tell
anyone else?

Charlie.

Who's Charlie?

Auntie Sara's friend.

It's not true.

The hospital didn't imagine
what they saw.

GOREN:
What they saw is
consistent to what

your niece told me.

She had diarrhea.

Her father gave her a pill
to stop it.

The pill had a narcotic effect.

That's why she was groggy.

He cleaned her
with an astringent.

That's why her skin appeared
to be red and inflamed.

She told the case worker...

The case worker
didn't ask

the right questions.

Your niece wasn't molested.

My sister wouldn't make up
an accusation like that.

My sister wouldn't lie.

She was being clobbered
in court.

She was desperate.

What your sister did,
it-it's not our concern.

But your niece also told
Dr. Webb what happened.

He talked to her
at the Bar Mitzvah?

Yes.

He knew the truth.

He didn't care.

He wasn't out
to save your niece.

He was after something else.

Wasn't he?

Ms. Lindstrom,
we don't blame you

for protecting him.

Now you need to tell us
what you know.

CZILLER:
I'm glad you finally
came to your senses.

CARVER:
We never took
leave of them

unlike Dr. Webb.

I prepared a proposal.

Commitment at Morgan
Psychiatric at Carmel

for no less
than six months,

followed
by quarterly evaluations

until it's determined

he's no longer
a threat to society.

CARVER:
We're not
too far apart.

We propose a plea
to Murder Two,

incarceration
at Sing Sing Prison

for no less
than 25 years

and regular evaluations
by the parole board.

This is why
you asked us here?

No. This is.

This is a transcript of a new
interview with Sophie Feldman

and a statement from her mother,

admitting the abuse allegation
was false.

That's immaterial
to my client's condition.

Actually,
it isn't.

You see, if you read down here,
the little girl mentions

a conversation she had
with Dr. Webb-- Charlie--

at her brother's
Bar Mitzvah.

CZILLER:
It still doesn't
change anything.

In his psychotic
condition,

nothing anyone said
to my client

would have made
a difference.

Look, why don't you let
your own expert examine...

We already know
what ails him.

Sara Lindstrom is
a stunning woman.

Now you leave her out of this.

She had nothing to do with it.

She had everything
to do with it.

He doesn't know
what he's talking about.

Well, I know
about love.

You're not just nuts about her,
you're obsessive.

( laughing )

You know this because

you've done
a psychological workup on me?

Maybe now is
not the time...

Why not?

He's alert, he's coherent,

and maybe he's over
his psychotic break.

Listen to this
amateur psychologist.

I can afford
to be an amateur.

I've got Sara Lindstrom.

What?

She gave me
the book on you.

58 years old, divorced,
no kids, nothing but your career

to get you out of bed
in the morning.

I can't hear this.

You're staring
at the abyss

of old age.

No one to love,
no one to love you.

Mr. Carver, if you
don't shut...

And then there she was.

Check her out.

( moaning )

Kind of woman who,

ooh... well, frankly,
guys like you never get.

Not just because
you're too old,

but because
you're a geek

with your books
and your tweed jacket.

I have plenty of lady friends.

( chuckling ):
I'll bet.

Claudia, Christy, Cindy

all line up
for the likes of you.

You probably looked
at women like Sara

all your life
and wondered,

"What does it take?"

Good looks, youth,
money, pow...?

Oh, it's power!

That's what
gets these women

hot and...

you don't have any.

Sara's above all that.

Oh, sure, she likes
her chocolates, tulips

$20,000-statues?

What is it,
14 phone calls a night?

That was a mistake.

No.

No mistake.

I've been there.

Every man in this room has.

You were 16 again

in your new, sweet car.

You never felt better
in your life.

You had to have her.

Don't belittle
my feelings for
Ms. Lindstrom.

Oh, I'm not.

You tried everything.

Within reason.

Nobody's reasonable
when they're in love.

That's the whole point of it.

But she wasn't
loving you back.

And you thought
maybe you weren't man enough,

didn't you?

No, no.

You had to show her
that you were man enough,

so you dug
into your reptilian brain,

and this is what
you came up with.

Kill the wolf
at the door!

Throw the body
at her feet,

and the gates of paradise
will open wide!

Please, stop it...

She will give herself
to you!

You'll be king of the world,
instead of a scared, old man.

Why do you...?

You've seen her.

Wouldn't you do anything?

Don't you see?

She was my last chance.

Your client's not insane,
he's in love.

Maybe it's hard to tell
the two apart, but the law can.

Here's your proposal back.

Now...

let's talk about mine.