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This feels
a little dramatic.

Your loan's due. 11,000.

My aunt has an apartment
for rent in Echo Park.

My aunt thinks
you're attractive.

Does it bother you
when you leave here

because I have
another client showing up?

It bothers me
a little bit.

I like to think
we have something
a little different.

Hi.
I'm sorry I'm late.

I'm Keegan Deane.
I'm Finn's dad.

I'm Stacy Mullen,
Finn's English teacher.

Never had
a teacher like you

made it worthwhile
to be on time.

Keys to the man cave.

Come on over
any time you want.

You wanted to see me
about something, Dad?

Somebody call an ambulance!
A man has collapsed.

BEN: Doctor says, the longer
he remains unresponsive,

the less chance there is
he'll ever wake up.

KEEGAN: Mikki, come on.

MIKKI: I don't know, Kee.
I don't think I can do this.

I want you to do it.
I don't know.

I know that,
but I'm scared.

Don't be.
What if I hurt you?

You?
Yeah.

Hurt me?
Yeah.

Not in a million years.
Mmm-hmm.

Just get in there
and get a good grip on it

and pull the thing.

(GROANS)

Will you please just go
and see a dentist?

No.
Why not?

Because the
last time I went,

it cost me seven grand
and my favorite bicuspid.

Now climb on,
get busy.

Which one is it?

It's a molar.
It's all the way
in the back.

Okay.

Open.
Okay.

Okay. Open.

Don't move.

Okay.

Just don't... Open.
Okay.

Okay. Okay.
Shh.

It's gonna hurt.
I know that.

Okay, I'm gonna
start pulling.

(MUMBLING)
Shh, no.

I got it.
Uh-huh.

One, two...
One... (GRUNTS)

(SHRIEKS)

Weird.
I think you knocked it
back into place.

That's strange.
All better.

Honestly.
Right.

Ow.

Maddy, I know
it's been there
for 10 years.

I put it there.

I don't get it.
What's a little
box of my stuff

sitting in the back
of a dark garage where
you never go... I...

All right,
drop it off tonight,
and I'll get it then.

(BOTH SHOUTING
IN MANDARIN)

Hi, Mrs. Wu.
I got held up
on the phone.

Sorry.
Keegan, hello.

Hi.

(BOTH SPEAKING MANDARIN)

He says, "Good morning."

Can he still
give me a lift?

It's a little tricky day
today, Keegan.

Deliveries.

No, I don't want
to impose. I just...

There's a funeral.

The dead man was a very,
very close friend of mine.

MALE ANNOUNCER: You've had
one of the most consistent...

You play football?

You watch
football, Mr. Wu?

Huh?

You like football, Mr. Wu?

You like it? Huh?

You don't like football.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hello.

Hey, listen,
that Packers-Vikings game.
What's the spread on that?

Man, come on,
not again, man.

No, no, no, Roy, Roy,
what are you doing?

Don't be like that.
What's the over/under?

36.

I'll take the under
for five dimes.

Then I want to parlay it
with the Skins game.

What's the under
on the Skins game?

Oh, come on, man.

You're already
under water half a mile,

you stupid bastard.

Just tell me...
(STATIC ON PHONE)

Roy.

Kee.
(VOICE BREAKING)

(CHURCH BELL RINGS)

KEEGAN: Hey, Roy, Roy.

You got that?
Am I down?

Am I down?

Roy. Thank you.

Am I down?

Just telling
somebody about
how down we are today.

It's a tragedy.
REPORTERS: Mr. Mayor.

(ALL CLAMORING)
Now is not the time.
I have no comment.

My father was many things.

He was a man's man

and a lawyer's...

(CLEARS THROAT)

...lawyer.

He was a man
and a lawyer.

A lawyer who could
turn a jury on its head

or who could
turn a case

on its head.

For a jury.

We all know
how much my father...

(MUFFLED
SPORTS ANNOUNCER SPEECH)

...hated losing,
so it was a good thing
for all concerned

that he very
rarely won...

Lost. Sorry.
(STATIC ON PHONE)

He very rarely lost.

He was a straight shooter.

(SPORTS ANNOUNCER
CONTINUES LOUDLY)

He's off to the races.

He's at the 45,
the 40, the 35,
to the 30.

He's got a lane
down the sidelines.

(YAWNS)

The 20, the 10,
five, touchdown!

Whoo-hoo!

KEEGAN: Bourbon, please.

Sir.
Thanks.

Oh.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm sorry.

It drives you crazy,
doesn't it?

What's that?
The fact that
you can't charm her.

There's one woman
in the world

that can see
right through you.

You can see
through me, Scarlet.

I can feel you undressing me
with your eyes right now.

What do you think?
Got boxers, briefs?

What do you think?
Oh, Kee.

Knowing your relationship
with clean laundry,

I would say neither.

This is nice.
Black really suits you.

Ah.

Well, that's why I prefer
funerals to weddings.

Yeah, me too.

At least there's
a sense of finality.

Weddings are
so inconclusive.

How's he doing?

Really?

Oh, boy.

Gently.

(SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, pal.

How you doing?

I want to be alone.

Okay. All right.

Let's just do a toast
to him, get it over with.

Kee.
Arthur, you're gone now,

but you leave behind
a wonderful son,

his beautiful wife,
their children.

Kee...
This is the kindest,

most decent man
I know, and, Arthur,

I don't know
how the hell you did it,

'cause you were always
the most relentlessly
miserable son of a bitch.

He was my father.

I know.
You don't know anything.

I know you.

You don't have a clue.

I know that
you want to cry,
but you can't,

'cause you're feeling
a whole new sensation,

and that's called
freedom, Ben.

This might just
be the happiest
day of your life.

I hated him.

Don't tell me.

I hated you.

You were a bully.

You only cared for your...
This is really stupid.

No, no, no, no,
it's great.

You got him on the ropes.
He's not even fighting back.

(CHUCKLES)

He liked you.
Me?

Thought you had balls.

He never thought
I had balls.

I have balls, Kee.
I know.

I've seen 'em.
You got two,

which is the number
we're all aiming for.

Give me some.

(LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

I need a favor.

Anything.

Dad had this case.

I mean,
I have this case.

And I just need some time,
it would really help me...

Does it pay?
It's murder.

First-degree?
Yeah.

Special circumstances?
Don't get too excited.

It'll never go to trial.
Client's a nut job.

So it doesn't pay.
Gets worse.

I have to pay?

Scarlet's prosecuting.

(LAUGHS) Oh, God.

So much for your balls.

Who's the nut job?

City hall so far
remains in a state
of stunned silence

after the arrest
of the mayor's
top economic advisor

Graham Murray,
for both murdering and
eating the remains

of a young accountant,
Paul Wilson.

Murray, seen here
with the mayor

on election night
three years ago,

was not only set to be
the chief architect

of the city's
financial rescue plan...

Playing my song.

You're defending
the cannibal?

You got any
advice for me?

Yeah.
Wear long sleeves.

Heard he's a genius
at picking the stock market.

Nobody better.

Maybe you should ask
for a couple of tips.

That's a good idea.

Yeah.
Bourbon and water.

No, no.
No time for that.

Let's go out back.

Are you going to
Bobby's thing on Thursday?

Yeah.

Want to go in half
on a gift?

Yeah, why not?

He likes those fancy
English TV shows.
I know it.

I was thinking about
getting him a box
set of that new one,

that Downtown Abbey.
Downton.

What?
Downton, not downtown.

See, that's why I don't
watch that frou-frou stuff.
I know.

What the hell
is a downton anyway?

What is it?
I don't know what it is.

Keegan,
you're $67,000
in the hole.

I know it, I know it.
I got it.

Victor said he
needs half of that by
the end of the month.

Right... (GROANS)

Roy, big favor.

I may need an
actual root canal here,
so if you could just...

See you on Thursday.

You gonna need a ride?

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

(CROWS CAWING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

I'm so thrilled.

That's fantastic.
(STAMMERS)

I know.

Why are you packing?
We're homeless again.

What?
Mr. Stein's coming
back early.

He's only been gone
for four days.

He said we could use
the office for a month.

What happened
to the second honeymoon?

Tourist then.
Leanne!

They were skiing,
first day on the slopes,

Mrs. Stein fell
and broke her leg.

Second honeymoon over.

Why is she skiing?

That woman's the size
of a small shed.

Have you seen
those movers' affidavits?

So you have
Harry at 10:00.

No, sorry,
you have Harry at 10:00.

I know. That's why
I need the affidavits.

High-range DUI at 11:00.

Verbal assault at 12:00.

I'm sorry.
Can I call you back?

Break-and-entry
at 3:00.

And there's a rumor,
I'm not sure if this is true,

but somebody saw Margaret
in the lobby today.

No, no,
Margaret's gone.

She left town.

Keep your eyes open.
That's all I'm saying.

Margaret doesn't
scare me, Leanne.

So why do you
have a restraining
order against her?

I need you to find out
everything you can
about cannibals.

Cannabis. Oh, goodie.

No, cannibals,
Leanne, not cannabis.

People who eat people.

I need to build a history.
Case studies, PSIs,

indictments, everything.

Hey, is it true
Bill Hocking's wife

tried to stab him
this weekend?

With a knitting needle,
just missed his heart.

That means
his office is free.
He's on the 12th floor.

Talk to his assistant.

Her name's Tatiana.

Your Honor, as promised,
I am able to provide you

with the
English translations
of the affidavits

sworn by my
Bulgarian movers.

As you can see,
they attest to
the fierce storm

on the relevant date,
which caused significant
water damage

to my financial
documentation, unfortunately.

Your honor, the IRS would
seek to cross-examine
these witnesses.

Mr. Deane?

They are ready, willing,

and able, Your Honor.

I would like to put
this matter to rest.

This is a waste
of the court's time,

it's a waste of my time,

and it's about time
we settled this

with a sense of
justice and clarity.

Rain so much.

Falling.

Dogs.

Dogs.

What exactly do you mean,

Mr. Radoslavov,
when you say "dogs"?

Dogs. From sky.

Is word, yes?

Yes, it's a word,
which, when put
in a proper sentence,

I usually have
no problem understanding.

Your Honor, clearly
Mr. Radoslavov is trying

to express the term
"It was raining
cats and dogs."

Yes. He understand.

(SPEAKING BULGARIAN)

Okay, you know,
let's get back to
the issue at hand,

which is the rain-damaged
files of Mr. Deane.

Now how do you know that
they were financial records?

Not records.

You saw them?
I saw.

Not records.

So there were
no financial records

among the
rain-damaged property.

No records.
CDs now.

(SPEAKING BULGARIAN)

Your Honor,
it's impossible.

I quite agree with
Mr. Potter, Your Honor.

I had no idea that
Mr. Radoslavov's English

was this limited,
and may I suggest

a continuance
until we can find

a suitably qualified
Bulgarian-speaking
court translator?

Your Honor, please, no.

I don't think we have
any other choice,

now that this unfortunate
but not entirely

unpredictable gate
has been opened.

I'll see you both here
in six weeks.

Thank you, Your Honor.
Thank you, Your Honor.

Was I great or what?
Great.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.
You need bail?

No, I got
a continuance.

This card is no good, sir.

You're not going
to believe this, Kee.
I checked everywhere.

Cannibalism,
it turns out,
is not a crime.

You're kidding me.

Nope.
Nothing on the books,
state or federal.

So the actual charge
in these cases
is murder, right?

Right. It's rather
comforting to know

you can legally
eat your kill.

It's not a total waste.
That's great.

Thank you.

What do you know?

Cannibalism is not a crime.

What do you mean
it's not a crime?

Don't sweat it, Marcus.

"Don't sweat it, Marcus."

Is that your
considered advice?

It's an election year,

and it turns out
I've entrusted

the city's finances
to a cannibal.

I was eight points ahead.

And now I'm what?

(PHONE BEEPING)
Down 6.7.

Down 6.7.

Down 6.8. 6.9.

I get the idea.

So what's the plan,
geniuses?

Well, there's
section 7052 of the
health and safety code.

The health and safety code.

Yeah, it deals
with human remains,

and there's a felony charge.

I'm not going out there
to tell the world's media

that we could get
this lunatic on a health
and safety iss...

Who are you?
Marcus.

We really believe this
will go away very quickly.

We'll get him
on the murder charge,
he'll plead insanity...

He better, because
if this thing drags on

and becomes
a full-blown trial,

I will become a very
unfunny political joke.

Get out.

(RINGING)

WOMAN: Hello?
Surprise.
I'm on time for once.

Who is this?

Is Mikki there?

Mikki moved out.
If you have a problem,
Jules is upstairs.

Kee, I swear to you,
I am just as upset
as you are.

These girls are like family,
and when one of them retires

and moves on...
Retires?
What are you talking about?

Well, the small ones,
they set a financial goal.

Once they reach it, poof,
they are gone.
No, no, no.

It wouldn't be like that.

And speaking of finances,

you still owe me
for your last five sessions.

Jules needs her green,
Mr. Deane.

WOMAN:
The number you dialed
has been disconnected.

I mean, she would have
said something to me.

She wouldn't just
leave like that.

Well, she did leave.
She's gone.

Now I have some
new girls if you like.

There's a blonde.
I know you like blondes.

Yeah, just give me
the new number, Jules.

Come on.
I can't do that.

Give me the new number.

I can't give that to you.
I want that... I just...

I need it because I want
to make sure she's okay.

She's okay.
Give me the number, Jules!

Step back, brother.

This ain't
no skinny white bitch

Heidi Fleiss
you're dealing with.

This is me.
This is Jules.

You want the dogs on you?

(DOGS BARKING)

Mmm-hmm. Yeah,
keep bringing
the disrespect.

I need that number.
No, I can't do that.

Now she has your number.

If she wants to,
she will use it.

Now unless you're thinking
about a new girl,

I strongly suggest
you run along.

You hear me?

And, Kee, honey?

Be smart for a change.
Forget about her.

Who's hungry, babies?

GRAHAM: It's a practice
as old as time itself.

In some societies, it's
considered a cultural norm.

Certain tribes eat
the remains of the dead

as part of their
grieving process.

Mr. Deane.
Sorry.

So you ate him?
I did.

You don't want to think
about that for a minute
or mull it over?

I ate Paul Wilson.
Okay.

I got some forms.
I need you to
fill 'em out here.

I'm sure you're busy,

but you're aware
the charge is murder, right?

I'm not a murderer,
Mr. Deane.

I'm an economist.

Economist.
I know, I know.

I'd been led to believe
that you were tenacious,

that you would
vigorously defend

what many consider
to be indefensible.

But I'm betting

the next words
out of your mouth

will be to suggest
a plea of not guilty
by reason of insanity.

Okay, why don't you
tell me what happened?

We met in an
online chat room.

I posed a question.

"Is there anyone out there
who wants to be eaten?"

Paul was one of the yeses.

One of the yeses?

He was an accountant.

He turned out to be
a bit of a fan, actually.

We discussed
the market for a while.

Did you give him any tips?

What would he
want with stock tips
given the circumstances?

Yeah, you're right.
That was...

We had a couple of drinks.

He went off
to take the pills.

Mmm.

What pills?
The pills that killed him.

An hour later,
he was dead,

and I went
about my business.

Nobody was murdered,
Mr. Deane.

Paul Wilson
committed suicide.

That's very
interesting, Dr. Murray,

but because you
ingested the victim,

there's no way
to prove that.

Oh, I can prove it.

Paul Wilson himself
can tell you.

He made
a video confession.

You know, the lenses
on these new phones

are really quite amazing.

There's a recording
of the confession
on a phone?

He even filmed himself
taking the pills.

Where's the phone?

At home.
In my desk.

Unless...
Unless the police
have come and taken it.

Time's up.

Uh, please,
can you do me a favor?

My wife Annie...

She hasn't come to see me.

And I'm worried
that this business

has upset her a little.

Could you please
tell her that I'm sorry

if I caused her
any distress?

I'll let her know.

Every family has
its ups and downs.

Hey, if you had
given him a stock tip,

what would that have been?

Um...

Australian iron ore.

Growth in China means
they'll be needing steel.

Good to know.

ALL: Mr. Mayor...

My acquaintanceship
with Dr. Murray

grew out of
a friendship between
our respective wives.

Nevertheless,
the city employed Dr. Murray

because of his
considerable business skills.

It was a decision
you all applauded
at the time.

(ALL CLAMORING)
WOMAN: Mr. Mayor.
Right here.

Yes, yes, Denise.

Is it true Dr. Murray
was the best man
at your wedding?

What does that have
to do with our economy?

MAN: Did he
organize the catering?

Oh.
(ALL LAUGHING)

MAN: Thank you, Mr. Mayor.

Mr. Deane, is the
prosecution seeking
the death penalty?

Presumption of innocence.

Dr. Murray...
Excuse me.

Thank you.

KEEGAN: Sorry.

(ANNIE SIGHS)

Come in.

It must be so difficult,

I mean,
with the reporters.

Not that the
whole thing hasn't
been difficult, but...

You think
you know someone.

Excuse me?

After 17 years of marriage,
you think you'd know someone,

and yet...

Yeah. I know.

People are funny.

Listen, Mrs. Murray,
your husband

told me about
a piece of evidence

that I have
to follow up on.

He said in his desk...
You're talking
about the phone.

Yes. It exists?

Yes.

He says that
there's footage

of Paul Wilson
taking the pills.

Yeah.

Well, I got to tell you,

it's never usually
this easy. This is...

Mrs. Murray,
I don't think you understand.
This is good news.

This means
that your husband's
not a murderer.

No. Just a cannibal.

Well, I'm not saying
we should bake a cake,

but it appears
there was no murder.

And since cannibalism
isn't a crime,

there's a very good chance
that we might be able to...

What are you suggesting?

You're not thinking
of mounting a defense?

Yeah, kind of.

Graham ate
someone, Mr. Deane.

He's insane.
Okay.

He's gonna spend
the rest of his life
in a padded cell,

no matter what you
or anybody else does.

Please, you can't.

It won't stop.

They'll never leave me alone.
They will never let me forget.

I understand,
but you've seen
this footage.

It'll clear your husband.

Can I see
the phone, please?

I destroyed it.

I smashed it to bits.

If you make me
appear in court,

I will deny
I ever saw the phone

or said any
of this to you.

Graham has to
be locked up.

This has to end.

Okay, but he didn't
break the law.
You could help him.

He told me
it was chicken.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)
Hey, am I
interrupting anything?

If I said yes,
would that have any
impact on you at all?

Not really.
Then come in.

My mother's here,
as well as some other people
who won't like you.

All right. Okay.
This is Mike.
Mark.

He gave me
a ride over here.

He's got a pizza for you.

$18.50.

$18.50?
What?

Cheaper than a cab.

Thanks a lot, Mike.

Mark.

KEEGAN: Right now,
I'm telling you right now,

I found something
this afternoon that matters.

You are so unbelievable,
you know that?

You burst in here,
and you expect me

to drop everything,
including a murder charge,

because the killer's
wife remembered some
convenient evidence?

She's not lying.

Are you back on coke?

I'm here as
a professional courtesy.

There was no murder.
This changes things.

What does?
The video confession
that you haven't seen,

which was
recorded on a phone
that no longer exists?

Give me a break.

Okay, we have statements

from family members
and business colleagues
half a mile long.

Paul Wilson
did not commit suicide.

He was about to be made
a partner in his firm.

He just bought
a mountain bike.

Oh, a mountain bike.
Really?

That's a sign
that he wasn't suicidal?

Maybe he was planning
to ride it off a cliff.

He was telling
his friends about a trip
to Greece next summer.

Did he tell those
same friends about the

cannibal-themed
website he went on

where he said
he wanted to be eaten?

Enough!
We're trying to
enjoy our meal.

Oh, sorry about that,
Frances.

Don't mean to interrupt
your plate of chicken.

Just trying to save
a man's life in here.

"Save a man's life."
Don't make me laugh.

This case
is another example

of your love
of self-promotion,
self-interest, and quick cash.

Am I going crazy
in here?

Am I in some sort
of, like,

legal twilight zone
or something?

I mean,
the charge is murder,

and yet my client
didn't kill anyone.

Call me old-fashioned,
Frances,

but I thought I should
just defend that charge,
you know?

How you doing?

You will be disbarred

if your client gets death
under these circumstances.

Yeah, you'd love that,
wouldn't you, Frances?

It's what's
keeping me alive.

Is that right?

Maybe it's time, Kee.
You know, yeah.

Okay, I'm going.
You know why she
hates me, don't you?

'Cause she knows
she doesn't scare me.

The hell I don't.

Oh, and apparently
it's true.

We do taste like chicken.

Sorry.

What happened to
you dropping this off
at my place?

I got to make
a special trip over here?

What is suddenly so
offensive about this box?

I don't get it.
You really don't?

Come in.

My place isn't
so big, Maddy.

For you, this is
just a box of junk.

For me,
this is a roommate.

Are you kidding me?

What happened?
How can you do this?

Is this not about the box?

Our son finally
finds a teacher
he connects with,

and you have to
take her to bed.

Took who... What?

Stop it.
I saw her coming out
of your apartment.

Who?

Stacy,
Finn's English teacher.

Don't try to deny it.

You... You saw her...

Coming out of your apartment,
and she had bed hair.

Mmm-hmm.

I don't know what sort of
level of infantile narcissist
you are right now,

but our son has finally
found a teacher he enjoys.

I'll concede that.

And you have to... God.

I'm sorry. It's...

It's befuddling.

Befuddling?
Befuddling?

That's your response?

Ah, it's a problem.
I got a sick...

I got a... I'm sick.

Addiction.
Sex addict problem.

You disgust me. Get out.
I'm trying to get help.

Get.
Okay, fine.
I'm leaving.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Yeah?
LEANNE: I've been through
all of Wilson's phone records.

He didn't make any calls,
send any texts or emails

during the hour
before he died.

Nothing, huh?

You never know,
maybe he uploaded his
suicide video somewhere.

Cannibalsmonthly.com,
gourmet cannibals.

Hey, where's this expert?

It's got to be after 3:00.
Come on.

You outside the law school?
Yeah.

USC law school?
You said CSU.

No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.
Check your texts.

I... Hello?
Check your texts.

I'm checking them right...

It's not that hard, honestly.
I sent you a confirmation.

You said confirmed.
That would mean,

normally,
that would mean
that you read it

and you'll go to
the place that I...

Honestly, this is why
you drive me bananas.

Hello?
Mikki.

Kee, hello?

Mikki!

Hey!

Hey, Mikki!

Good afternoon, everybody.
My name's Keegan Deane.

I've been asked
to fill in for your
regular instructor,

who's temporarily
unavailable.

Anybody catch me up
to where we're at here?

Yeah.
Deceptive trade practices.

Ah, excellent, excellent.

Yeah,
that's California business
and professional code.

That's deceptive
trade practices

and false advertisement,
yeah.

Right, these laws
are actually designed

to protect innocent
and trusting purchasers

from unscrupulous vendors.

If in the course of
a professional transaction,

the party
in which you've engaged

makes certain warranties,

are you not then entitled

to rely on
these warranties?

So that if the
professional tells you,

"Keegan,
I'll see you Wednesday.
I'll be there",

they should
be there, right?

Right? I mean,
you shouldn't...

You shouldn't be
wondering where they are,

you shouldn't be berated
by a man in a caftan
Excuse me.

with a bunch
of attack dogs
when you have a gift.

Who's... Come...
Come here.

Pop quiz,
five minutes.

Wow, studying law.

I guess I should
be flattered, right?

Oh, yeah,
it has nothing
to do with you.

My father was
a lawyer before he joined
the state department.

Mikki, what the hell?
I mean, no good-bye?

No text,
"So long, sucker"?

I mean, nothing?
Given what we had,

I would have thought...
We had a business
relationship.

We... It started
as a business...

It started that way,
and that's how it ended.
Oh, my God.

I just can't believe
that, like, you of all
people are this naive.

I... Just stop.

You can't believe it?
What's wrong with you?

Can you just be you?

This is who I am.

Before this, I was
who you wanted me to be.

You know, some guys
want me to be a nurse,

a schoolgirl,
a dominatrix, whatever.

You wanted me
to be your friend,

so I was.
That was the gig.

That wasn't it.
Okay.

You can choose to believe
whatever you want.

Our connection was real.

If we happen
to bump into each
other in the future,

I assume I can rely
on your discretion.

MAN: Sir, can I get
a statement, please?

Mrs. Wilson.

Mrs. Wilson,
can I get a statement?

Anything would help me out.
Any statement at all.

Hello.

GUARD: State your name
for the record.

Dr. Graham Murray.
Raise your right hand.

I still think putting him
up there is a dodgy idea.

I know it's dodgy,
and I don't even
speak British.

Look at them.
They think he's a monster.

I need them
to see a person.

Good luck.

Graham.

Do you mind
if I call you Graham?

Not at all.

So you're a very smart man.

No, we're not even
gonna be shy about it.

You're a brilliant man.

Saved the city
from financial ruin.

That was all
your doing, right?

Happily married to
the same woman for
the last 17 years here,

and you're active
in your church.

You are
a successful, lauded,

respected...

Cannibal.
(CROWD MURMURING)

I don't get it.

I don't get it.
I really don't.

I think of a cannibal,
and I see

a native with a sad-looking
missionary in a black pot.

I see starving
plane crash survivors

up there in the Andes.
I see Jeffrey Dahmer,
the serial killer.

Right? You didn't kill
Paul Wilson, did you?

No, sir.
He committed suicide.

KEEGAN:
So you don't fit
the Dahmer mold.

It wasn't
a religious sacrifice.

It wasn't like there
wasn't anything else to
eat in Los Angeles.

Why, Graham?

I mean, all of us,
we just...

Everybody wants
to know why.

I was hungry.

(ALL MURMURING)

Hungry,
not in that I needed food,

hungry, in that
I needed an answer.

The Mona Lisa,
Michelangelo's David,

Botticelli's
The Birth of Venus,

what are they
if not testaments

to the enduring
glory and beauty
of our own flesh?

And we all
love it, don't we?

We love to kiss it,
to caress it,

to pinch it,
to smack it,

and even to bite it.

So why not take
this wondrous thing,

the flesh of
another person,

and make it part of me?

Wouldn't there be some kind
of transference of spirit,

or at the very least,
an increased sensitivity

or a heightened awareness
or perhaps just a feeling,

a feeling of perfection,

of ecstasy,
of perfect calm?

Well, I have my answer now.

Everything I needed to
know about human flesh

I knew a long time ago.

Perfection was...

My wife Annie's hand
covering my own.

Ecstasy was the taste
of her lips on mine.

Simple calm was what I felt

when I had
my hand against
the hollow of her back.

And now
all of that is gone.

So...

Seems that I'm
not quite as smart as
you think, Mr. Deane.

Your witness.

Dr. Murray, which part
of Paul Wilson did you
cut off and eat first?

(ALL GROANING)

You had to
start somewhere.
An arm, a leg?

His head?

(ALL GROANING)

VALERIE: Order.
(GAVEL BANGS)

Hi.

Hey.

Mom home?

No.

What are you
doing out here?

Waiting for Stacy.

Are you crazy?

You're gonna
bring your teacher
here to your house

to have sex with her?
Mom's out for the night.

This is crossing
the line, Finn.
And it's me talking.

I don't even know
where the line is.

Dad, she's not
coming to the house.
She's just gonna pick me up.

Are you gonna tell mom?

No.
You're gonna tell her.

(SCOFFS) Okay.

Yeah, no, I'm not
going to do that.

Yeah, you are.

I love her.
Oh, God.

Oh, I was hoping
you would say

it was testosterone-driven,
sexual teen hunger.

Love? Finn, this isn't
gonna go well, okay?

You're gonna get hurt.

Dad, I can handle it.

Her and me,
we're different.

"Her and me"?
Yeah.

She's your English teacher.
She's already hurting you.

Buddy, I'm supposed
to protect you, okay?
I'm your dad.

So I'm just telling you

that this isn't
gonna end well.

I'll think about it.

Well, think fast, okay?

'Cause your mom,
she thinks I'm the one
who's hot for teacher.

I can only take
her heat for so long.

After a while,
it really starts to burn.

Hot.

Did you know your son
visited websites

related to cannibalism?

I did not.

Oh, you didn't really know
your son that well, right?

I beg your pardon?

I mean,
he didn't confide in you.

This is his
telephone records.

This is his cell usage
for the last three months.

Go ahead.
Take a look.

He called this
number a lot.
Is that yours?

That's my daughter's number.

That's your daughter's.
Okay.

And what about
that number here?

Is that yours?
No.

Oh, well, can you find
your number on here?

Just take your time.

Here.

Here.

(POPPING LIPS)

Is that it?
Sorry. Two?

That's two times in...

Two times
in three months?

Okay, and these are calls
actually from you.

These aren't
to you, correct?

What about your husband?

Go ahead.
Is your husband
listed on here at all?

No.
I'm sorry. No what?

His number isn't there.

Oh, okay,
zero communication

between a father
and his son

for three months
and a couple of calls

from mom, but you're
representing this

to be a close family
to this jury.

Your Honor.
You've made
your point, Mr. Deane.

I certainly hope so,
Your Honor. Thank you.

VALERIE: Ms. Leon.

Mrs. Wilson,
you were a close family.

Oh, yes.
My husband and I
adored Paul.

My daughter worshipped him.

Paul and Dena

were as close
as two siblings
could possibly be.

(SOBBING)

Let me see those
phone records again.

What are you thinking?
It's a long shot.

Take a moment,
Mrs. Wilson.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

This is gonna sound
a little formal,

but it has to be
right for the record.

My name is
Paul Matthew Wilson.

My address is
27 Holroyd Road,
Laurel Canyon.

I'm about to
commit suicide.

I have here sleeping pills

purchased by myself,
which I will take in order
to induce my death.

I repeat,
I'm committing suicide,

and I wish for my remains
to be consumed

by Dr. Graham Murray.

Sorry, Dena.

Hard to explain.

Tell Dad...
Just tell him
he was right all along.

He always said I was crap.

And now I will be.

Love you.

VALERIE: Ms. Leon?

Yes, Your Honor.

Irrespective
of this new evidence,

it is our contention
that the defendant

lured a vulnerable
and mentally ill young man

to end his own life.

Your Honor, the state
spent their entire case

telling us
how mentally healthy
the deceased was.

I think we see now
that my client
didn't kill Paul Wilson,

and since the charge
is murder,

I believe my client's
been entirely vindicated.

Unless we want to
watch the video again.

Your Honor, the state
moves to dismiss
the murder charge.

Very well.
The charge of murder
is dismissed.

(EXCLAIMS)
Dr. Murray will remain
in involuntary commitment

pending further
psychiatric assessment.

Court is adjourned.
(GAVEL SLAMS)

Thank you, Mr. Deane.

Annie was never
gonna come, was she?

No.
Yup.

I don't blame her.
I've been a coward.

How's that?

I was never really
honest with her.

I think I was scared
she would discover

the real me one day.

Here I am.

For good or ill,
Mr. Deane.

GUARD: Dr. Murray,
come with me, sir.

Don't forget.

Australian iron ore.

(CAR APPROACHING)

(BOTH SCREAM)

Margaret!