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SHORE: Previously on "The Practice."

FRUTT: To the world and to the potential jury pool,

you are the man

who murdered his pregnant wife

and unborn son.

I need you to start demonstrating

the zeal that comes with defending

an innocent man.

Daddy! Hey, baby!

Your client murdered my sister, Ms. Frutt.

I won't be cooperating much with his defense.

Do you think your mom killed herself?

I know my dad didn't kill her.

He loved her.

So, I think she must have committed suicide.

FRUTT: Alan, what's up?

Something came up at Caruthers.

I left.

Now I'm looking for new employment.

What exactly came up at Caruthers, Alan?

I embezzled, allegedly.

Alan... I'm going through

an enormous character growth.

Just the same. And I need a break.

WILSON: This agreement that you had me type up

tantamount to insurance fraud.

Is that wrong?

SHORE: Why are we whispering?

CARLISLE: She has a headache.

She?

God.

She gets headaches?

And cramps.

Explains a lot, don't you think?

Sheila... Alan...

Sheila...

Alan...

I want you to allow me to settle this case.

No.

Sheila... Alan...

Assuming you do hear God's thoughts,

persuading a jury of that reality...

will be difficult for me.

I win my cases.

I had the highest winning percentage

of any litigator in my firm.

They had no right to fire me.

Sometimes we need to forgive those

who trespass against us.

Not.

(music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

REPORTER: Are you rolling?

We're on day three

of Bradley Stanfield's

double murder trial.

It's not known when the prosecution is going to rest.

Sources say--

hey! Damn it.

HYANG: Cause of death,

cyanide poisoning.

And the cyanide entered Mrs. Stanfield's system

how, Doctor? Ingestion,

traces found in coffee.

CAMPBELL: Doctor, you're aware that a suicide note was found.

Ridiculous. I'm sorry?

Cyanide poisoning,

violent death.

Nobody commits suicide that way.

Doctor, did the cyanide come

in liquid or solid form?

Powder. Powder?

So, one way for it to have gotten into the coffee

would be for somebody to simply

pour it into her cup, right, Doctor?

Yes. And another way,

somebody could have put it into the coffee grounds.

Isn't that correct, Doctor? Could happen.

FRUTT: So the poison could have been put into the coffee

long before, perhaps days before,

it was bought and consumed by the victim.

Isn't that right, Doctor?

Could happen.

Doctor, what can you tell me

about Molly Stanfield's personality?

Nothing. Not a psychologist.

Well, Doctor, suicide goes very much

to the psychology of the victim.

You're up here trying to rule out suicide,

and you know nothing about Molly Stanfield.

You can't rule out suicide, can you, doctor?

The cause of action is wrongful termination

under the State's Employment Practices Act.

We already filed with the M. C. A. D. to no avail.

When were you fired? June.

We have a settlement conference scheduled for 11:00.

Failing settlement--

Excuse me. Could I just stop you for a sec?

Surely.

Jimmy, I don't mind you looking at me.

In fact, I'm even flattered.

But would you mind keeping each stare

to eight seconds total in duration?

Anything longer than that

is just an invasion of my privacy.

Eight seconds or less, Jimmy.

Okay?

Sure.

SHORE: Now, if we don't settle,

I'd like to have you second-chair the trial.

Your plain folk style could be an asset.

A lot of jurors today

relate to the phonetically-challenged.

Excuse me?

I mean that as a compliment, Jimmy.

You're the everyman.

I'm not a simple person.

I'm very deep.

Yes.

And what I'd be looking for

is for you to go to your depths

and say to the jury,

"Not fair."

Can you do that?

One,

two,

three...

A drug overdose is one thing, but cyanide?

Why not? It's quick.

And violent. There are headaches,

vomiting, possible suffocation.

It's an ugly death.

It's not possible Molly Stanfield wanted to die ugly?

HENKE: I suppose it's possible,

but as I said, I've never seen it.

Also, the note,

when people leave notes,

typically it's to provide explanation

or to say goodbye.

Here we have "I do not choose to live,"

typed, unsigned.

You think the note was a fake?

Yes. Scripted by somebody

who wanted us to think it was a suicide.

Sounds like whoever did this was pretty sloppy.

Certainly unconvincing.

Or maybe very clever.

Maybe the victim made it look like a phony suicide,

hoping the police would suspect

her husband of murder.

I beg your pardon?

STRINGER: This marriage was marked

by a lot of anger, doctor,

if not hatred.

Isn't it possible Molly Stanfield

decided to check out

and take her husband down in the process?

Is that what you think happened?

Or somebody else killed her,

knowing the police always look to the spouse.

Can you positively rule that out,

that somebody else killed her?

Let me put it this way.

Who besides my client did you investigate?

You can't be willing to take this to trial.

Oh, but we can.

She was terminated for a disability.

That's against the law.

GINSBERG: She was terminated for not being able to fulfill

the function of the job.

One such function being client relations.

She claims God talks to her, for God's sake.

She claims bald men access her thoughts.

You seem upset.

GINSBERG: I am upset.

We're wasting valuable time here.

How can you be willing to go forward with this?

She will be publicly revealed

as a loon,

which you are, Sheila.

SHORE: May I speak off the record?

As recently as five months ago,

you, Mr. Lambert, and my client

had rather vigorous sexual relations.

Do you recall that, Mr. Lambert?

Do you, Sheila?

Vividly.

What is this, an extortion attempt?

Oh, extortion is a very bad thing.

I would never.

However--

Mmm.

One of my favorite words--

"however."

Don't you like that word?

Love it.

However,

I would have to introduce this carnal episode

as an admission on Mr. Lambert's part,

that he considered my client to be both

competent and sane.

How do you figure that?

Well, Mr. Ginsberg, certainly if he had relations

with a person who, to his mind,

lacked capacity to consent to said relations--

what's the word I'm looking for now?

Heavens?

Rape.

In Massachusetts,

having sex with the incompetent--

was it "heavens?"

Rape.

Right.

GINSBERG: You're now using the threat of a criminal trial

to advance a civil claim, Mr. Shore.

That's grounds for disbarment.

I don't believe I did that.

But why don't you go report me,

see how it all unfolds?

$2.6 million, gentlemen,

that's your out.

SHEPARD: I wanna see my niece.

When the meeting is over, they will come out.

I am that child's guardian.

Actually, her father is still the legal guardian,

and it's my understanding

you want him convicted.

If you interfere with our defense,

what you'll be doing is giving him grounds

for a new trial.

I don't think you want that.

Now, please.

Sit over there and wait

while I check on your niece.

(sighs)

All right.

First, this Shore guy

is totally corrupt.

Second, the client is nuts.

She thinks God talks to her.

Excuse me?

She also thinks bald men access her thoughts.

And if you stare at her more than eight seconds,

you invade her privacy.

And Shore, he just tried extorting the lawyer.

He's a crook.

(door opens)

SHEPARD: Come on, honey.

Christine.

Listen, I know you're not sympathetic

to our case here.

You're using a 10-year-old girl

as a trial prop.

How could anyone be sympathetic to that?

If you try to interfere with Emma's involvement,

we will assert our rights against you.

Come on, honey.

Come on.

You're calling the daughter?

I don't know.

All she has to say

is that her mother seemed sad.

We're thinking about accusing Christine.

Her? The sister?

She has no alibi.

They didn't get along.

Basically, we've got nothing else.

Ellenor! I think I can sell it.

Are you out of your mind?

It's called plan "B."

We use it on occasion when plan "A" is sure to fail.

What about Emma's testimony?

She'll support suicide.

None of us feel Emma will help us.

In fact, we think trying to exploit her further

could even hurt.

Well, my testimony-- And we don't think

you should testify either.

There's too much to impeach you with.

Right now, your domestic assault

isn't in evidence.

If you testify, Bradley,

it comes into play.

What is our defense?

Reasonable doubt.

All we need to show

is that it's possible

somebody else did it,

including, possibly,

your sister-in-law.

We know it's desperate.

We're not kidding ourselves.

But it's something, Bradley.

We do not commit blackmail in this firm.

We do not resort to extortion

or any other criminal offenses

to settle our claims.

Eugene, I give you my word.

I would never get caught.

I will report you

to the bar myself.

Jimmy, I brought you in on this case

because I sensed a connection between us.

You brought me in

because you think I'm simple.

"Simple" would be speaking directly

with the person you have issues with, Jimmy.

Going behind my back,

that makes you complicated.

You're no longer invited to play on my team, Jimmy.

SHEPARD: My sister was a devout Catholic.

Suicide is considered against God.

She also was not a woman

to indulge in self-pity.

Nothing kept that woman down,

no matter what the setback.

Could she have privately been unhappy?

No.

If anything,

she seemed happier lately.

She was in love.

In love with?

She had a boyfriend.

I didn't approve,

but I was at least hopeful

that it would get her out of her involvement

with him.

Him?

You observed your sister with him?

SHEPARD: Yes.

It was increasingly more and more angry

to the point that I felt that it was extremely unhealthy

for Emma.

Clearly, it turned out to be unhealthy for Molly, as well.

You said she was a devout Catholic.

Are you?

Yes, I am.

Is it possible,

knowing how opposed

you were to suicide,

that your sister concealed her plans

to take her life?

This was not a suicide,

and I am finding this repulsive.

You seem angry.

I am.

You and your sister often got angry

with each other, didn't you?

We had our differences,

primarily over the war zone

they subjected Emma to.

FRUTT: Just out of curiosity.

Where were you the day your sister died?

I beg your pardon?

FRUTT: I don't mean to be rude,

but if my client should be convicted

of this murder,

he'd be disqualified from inheriting,

and you'd get more of your sister's money, wouldn't you?

Are you suggesting I killed my sister?

FRUTT: I am just suggesting that you had keys to her house,

that you knew her coffee-drinking patterns.

Did the police ever investigate you?

No, they did not.

A year ago, you tried to get custody of Emma,

because you considered your sister

to be an unfit parent.

SHEPARD: I considered them both unfit,

because of the way they fought continually

in front of Emma.

You love Emma very much.

SHEPARD: Like a daughter. Yes, I do.

FRUTT: And if your sister dies

and your brother-in-law gets convicted of this crime,

you would get custody of Emma,

wouldn't you, Christine?

Everything would work out.

You are disgusting.

(clears throat)

One dollar?

Yes, Mr. Shore,

that is our offer,

one dollar.

And it's final.

We were offended

by your little extortion attempt yesterday.

And we're perfectly willing to go to trial on Thursday,

and when we do,

it's gonna get out

that your client is insane.

Her peers are going to learn

that she is deeply, deeply deluded,

and she will likely be unemployable forever.

So go ahead, Mr. Shore.

Advise your client to move forward

with this claim.

Counsel her that it is

in her best interest to do so.

And you,

why don't you just talk it over with God?

Let me tell you something.

Mr. Ginsberg,

what you've done,

unwittingly or not,

is turn the matter,

personal.

When a case becomes personal to me,

Mr. Ginsberg,

my priorities shift.

My goal becomes not so much

to vindicate,

but rather to avenge.

My mission now

is to get you.

(music playing)

The meeting is over.

You may go.

Blessed are the merciful,

for they will be shown mercy.

Blessed are the meek,

for they will possess the land.

Blessed are those who hunger

and thirst for justice,

for they will get their fill.

Rest?

What about my testimony?

We agreed you shouldn't testify since--

I never agreed. You agreed.

If you take the stand,

your domestic assault comes into evidence.

And if I don't go up there, we have no defense.

FRUTT: Our case is reasonable doubt.

It's burden of proof.

We've already established the possibility of suicide.

We've established the possibility

of somebody else killing her.

That's the best we can do here.

No, it isn't.

If you take the stand,

you are guaranteed a guilty--

You listen to me.

From my perspective, I've already bought

the guilty verdict.

I do not want to rest.

If you get-- BRAD: I'm talking.

Like you said from the start,

everyone thinks I'm guilty.

I'm the sick bastard who killed his pregnant wife

and unborn child.

Well, people need to hear from me now.

My daughter needs to hear from me.

Then do it behind closed doors.

I will do it in that room.

I have made a life out of being liked, Ellenor.

Look at my face.

Every job I've gotten,

every woman--

it's 'cause I'm trustworthy.

I'm sympathetic.

I make a favorable impression.

STRINGER: Brad, I agree with Ellenor.

You testifying would not be a good idea.

I will take that stand,

and I will make a favorable impression.

I will tell my story,

and they will cry for me.

You understand me?

We understand you perfectly.

I'm actually really excited about the trial.

There's no greater rush of adrenaline.

And I'm looking forward to working together again,

you and me, too.

I thought we gelled perfectly

at that first settlement conference.

You know, our rhythms were together.

It was kind of like sex.

What do you think about me presenting the open?

There's no better way of showing off my skills

as a litigator.

Did you get a message just then...

from God?

As a matter of fact, I did.

Why?

I was just wondering.

So, what do you think about me opening?

I think it sounds good.

Okay.

SHORE: Listen, I need to meet

with your doctors tomorrow.

Why?

To prepare their testimony.

Why would we be calling doctors?

We're basing our claim on disability law.

So, I'll need to present evidence of--

My disability? I have none, Alan.

When I try cases, Sheila,

I don't like surprises.

Therefore, I would like to meet with your doctors.

Well, I'll give you all the surprises right now.

I have no doctors.

You're not being treated by anybody?

CARLISLE: Why should I be?

Because God speaks to me?

That doesn't make me ill,

and it doesn't make me any less of a lawyer.

I thought I'd have meat.

I'm on the Atkins diet,

so let's bring on the protein.

SARAH (OVER TV): In what certainly promises

to be the most dramatic moment of the trial,

Brad Stanfield will sit in the witness chair

and presumably deny

that he killed his pregnant wife, Molly,

and their unborn son, Michael.

(knock on door)

SHORE: You called, Eugene?

Yes.

I wanted to meet our new client.

Ah.

Sheila? Oh.

Sheila Carlisle, Eugene Young.

Why is she hiding behind you?

You're bald, Eugene.

You can access her thoughts.

May I have a word with you, please, Alan?

Certainly. Sheila?

CARLISLE: Uh-hmm.

Are you serious about trying this case?

Quite.

The woman thinks God speaks to her?

She does.

YOUNG: As senior partner,

I'm directing you to either settle

or enter your withdrawal.

This firm cannot and will not proceed to court

with that cause of action.

May I respond?

Please.

The client merely thinks

you can access her thoughts

because of your baldness, Eugene,

but if I'm not mistaken,

you're not bald.

You shave your head. If I may?

Just as I thought,

nubs.

It's all a big misunderstanding.

I'll let her know.

You do not amuse me.

I sense that.

It wasn't a perfect marriage.

I had an affair once.

Turns out she was having one.

FRUTT: But, still,

you didn't want a divorce.

BRAD: No.

We had a daughter.

For both Molly and me,

Emma was everything.

And...

And what, Brad?

And despite our battles,

my love for Molly was as strong as ever.

I resisted the divorce

simply 'cause I couldn't imagine life without her.

That may make me weak, but...

it's the truth.

Did you kill your wife, Bradley?

No, I didn't.

She was pregnant with my son,

a son I had dreamed of.

The idea that I could take a life--

any life--

but...

to accuse me of killing Molly

or Michael?

FRUTT: You heard it mentioned

that your sister-in-law, Christine,

might have had both motive and opportunity.

I can't believe Christine could be capable of this.

She and Molly had battles,

and I know she wanted custody of Emma,

but this was her own sister.

Did Molly have any other enemies?

I mean, obviously,

she had secrets.

I didn't know about the affair,

but...

no enemies that I knew of.

FRUTT: Brad, you have to understand

why you're a suspect.

You have a troubled marriage,

your wife wants to leave you,

and she's suddenly found poisoned to death

in your home

with no signs of anybody else being there but you.

I would never be capable

of taking a human life.

I could never hurt the woman

that I love more than life.

You could never hurt her.

A year ago, the police were called to your house once

because you hit her.

Once, during an argument,

I lashed out.

I'm ashamed of that.

You're ashamed.

And when the police questioned you

after finding her dead,

you didn't tell them of your affair,

did you?

No. I was--

Ashamed?

Objection.

CAMPBELL: The police asked if you and your wife

had any domestic problems.

You answered, "No."

That was a lie, wasn't it, Mr. Stanfield?

I didn't imagine that I was a suspect

at the time of that question.

I thought my marriage was a private matter.

I see.

You also told the police

that you tried

to revive your wife.

Yes, after I found her, I...

performed chest compressions, mouth-to-mouth.

CAMPBELL: Yes, you said you tried to breathe air

into her lungs.

And yet we found no traces

of your saliva on her mouth.

In fact,

there was no smudging even of her lipstick,

Mr. Stanfield.

Did you not touch her lips

as you performed mouth-to-mouth?

I thought I did.

You thought you did?

The night before Molly's death,

neighbors heard you and your wife

screaming at each other from inside your home.

What was the fight about, Mr. Stanfield?

We argued a lot in our marriage.

I said so.

That particular argument,

she complained that I worked too much,

that I was an absentee husband.

That's what the fight was about?

Yes.

One neighbor, Martin Reed,

who is seated right there

he heard you screaming at your wife,

"Do you love him?"

Did she love who, Mr. Stanfield?

I do not recall saying that.

You stated to the police and testified again today

that you didn't learn of your wife's affair

until after her death,

and yet the night before,

you were heard screaming,

"Do you love him?"

As I said before,

I don't remember saying that.

I knew nothing about her affair.

WILSON: (sighs) Not good.

How bad?

All six voted guilty,

unequivocally.

What are you talking about?

FRUTT: I hired a focus group

to monitor the trial.

They found your testimony unconvincing,

and unanimously rejected it.

FRUTT: All right, look,

I would like to explore murder two.

Absolutely not. Brad--

BRAD: That is a life sentence, Ellenor.

With a possibility of parole.

I don't know what to tell you.

We are going to lose here.

We are dead.

EMMA: Daddy, let me tell.

BRAD: Emma, please be quiet.

Daddy, you said you--

Emma?

Tell what?

Nothing. Could--

can I have a moment alone with my daughter, please?

(music playing)

Hey.

Hey.

I'm working on my opening.

You wanna hear it?

In a second.

I need you to listen to me, Sheila.

Yeah?

The reason I so readily took this case,

aside from my...

tremendous affection for you,

is because I know,

your eccentricities notwithstanding,

you've always been a fierce

and brilliant litigator,

and I have never, ever known you

to be off on the law.

But I'm concerned, Sheila,

because now...

you are off on the law.

How so?

The basis of our claim

lies in employment discrimination--

Massachusetts General Laws, chapter 151.

You drafted the complaint, Sheila.

We must, as a matter of law,

make a showing that you're handicapped

within the meaning of the statute.

We will need a doctor to testify

that you have a mental illness,

because you do.

And if we cannot make a showing

that you are mentally ill,

we cannot win this lawsuit.

What are your thoughts?

Talk to me.

Please don't abandon me, Alan.

I won't.

(clears throat)

I was initially diagnosed with schizophrenia.

I had excellent pre-morbid functioning.

I was later re-diagnosed

with a non-bizarre delusional disorder--

delusional and not schizophrenic,

because the voices were within my head

and not from external sources.

I was treated with antipsychotic medication.

The voices remitted.

I went off the medication, and...

she came back.

There you have it.

I'll make the doctors available to you,

though I haven't been treated in over two months.

I'll let you get back to your opening.

Alan...

I need you to win this case for me.

Can you win it for me, please?

Done.

FRUTT: We know you love your dad very much,

and he loves you.

We're his lawyers,

and all of his secrets are safe with us.

Are you the person who poisoned your mother?

I told you I don't really wanna talk about it right now.

Emma...

I don't think you really want your dad

to live the rest of his life in prison.

FRUTT: There may be a way for us to help him

and to protect you at the same time,

but we need to know

the truth, Emma.

Did you poison your mother?

(crying)

Can you tell us why?

She was ruining everything.

She's lying to protect me.

I don't think so.

Where is she?

She's with Tara.

Listen-- I killed Molly.

All right?

Look, Emma's just trying to protect me.

Leave it at that.

Oh, so, now you're suddenly saying that you did it?

You've been protecting your daughter.

This doesn't help her.

She's 10.

She'll be destroyed--

BRAD: She'll most definitely be destroyed

if she's locked up.

That doesn't have to happen.

There's probably an insanity defense.

She's 10.

Plus, for God's sake,

if she's ever to have any chance

of psychological or emotional health,

she's gonna need you on the outside.

You accepting guilt for her crime--

I accept guilt

because I'm at fault, Ellenor.

She was raised in an environment of hatred.

Her mom and I fought.

Emma...

whatever caused her to do this,

I absolutely accept fault.

Let us try to work this out.

Just make the deal on murder two.

I'll take it.

We're not allowed to do that.

As Emma's legal guardian,

I am directing you to hire independent counsel for her.

That you have to do.

She's a gifted attorney,

and I mean gifted.

She has the highest winning percentage

of all our litigators.

But God speaks to her.

She claims bald men access her thoughts.

As much as we adore Sheila Carlisle,

and we do,

she's ill,

and her delusions simply...

shake...

client confidence in our firm.

Now, you'll hear lots of evidence during this trial

from many people documenting her illness,

and you'll understand our position.

But you'll truly come to appreciate it,

I'm afraid,

once you hear from Sheila.

Imagine being considered insane

for endeavoring to communicate with God.

I've been so ostracized

by my firm these days,

God was the only one who talked to me.

You talk to her, Margaret,

every night,

and though you think She's a He,

that's okay.

And, Ward, I know you don't believe in her,

but when your wife survived cancer,

you were heard to mutter,

"Thank God."

GINSBERG: What is going on here?

I'm giving my opening remarks,

and I'd appreciate being allowed to finish.

And this is fraud.

Objection!

Agnostic, Mitchell?

Shame.

Ms. Carlisle, Chambers, now.

Just as well.

Shirley has to pee.

GINSBERG: Obviously, she managed to find

personal data on the jurors.

This is unethical.

Where did you get this information, counsel?

God.

SPINDLE: I'm not fooling around,

Ms. Carlisle.

If you have access to the clerk's office--

if you gained access to the files--

GINSBERG: This is probably why she relates so well to juries.

She gets inside information, which she--

You're absolutely right, Albert.

If you'd like a mistrial, fine.

We can do this over and over again.

My source will always be there.

SPINDLE: All right.

Regardless of where you get your information,

it is improper for you

to have personal contact with jurors.

I haven't.

SPINDLE: Yes, you have.

The fact that you had it in open court

doesn't change things.

This is a mistrial.

She told me that you'd do that,

but I wouldn't listen.

Mr. Ginsberg...

given you don't know her source

and that she might be more subtle the next go-round,

I seriously suggest you think about settling this.

Your wife would be happy.

You could take that trip to Mexico.

They're in a rut.

The cyanide came from her mother's photo lab.

Evidently, it's used in developing pictures.

STRINGER: It explains the simple suicide note

written by a 10-year-old.

I need to talk to her. I can't allow that.

Look, you're gonna have to help me out a little here.

Otherwise-- I've been assigned

to help the girl,

not you.

Trust me, she's not talking.

And if I were to subpoena her?

She'll plead the Fifth,

unless, of course, you'd like to grant

total immunity.

CAMPBELL: Well, if I can't speak to her,

I have no new evidence, and therefore, I--

FRUTT: Actually, you do.

Jamie and I are witnesses,

as is Tara Wilson, our assistant.

We heard the girl confess.

And I'm to take your word?

You represent the guy.

No, actually, we would have

to recuse ourselves now

because we've become witnesses.

Look...

I pull a lot of stunts.

In this trial alone,

pointing the finger at the sister,

it was a tactic,

a part of the game.

But...

as an officer of the court,

I am here before you now,

as is Jamie, telling you

this was not a stunt.

(knock on door)

(door opens)

Thank you for coming in.

I understand you've had opportunity

to talk to your niece.

Ms. Shepard, I need you to be a friend of the court,

and I-- Hold on a second.

WEST: Ms. Singleton, you represent the girl,

not the aunt.

That's her-- This is improper, Your Honor.

Well, that's my call, not yours,

and I'll thank you to be quiet.

Ms. Shepard...

none of us...

wants the wrong person convicted here.

Did your niece

indicate to you that she poisoned your sister?

I asked you a question.

I would like you to answer.

SHEPARD: I am not going to incriminate my niece.

But I'll say...

it appears Mr. Stanfield did not commit the crime.

Members of the jury,

new information has come to light.

As a result of this new information,

the District Attorney feels he is duty-bound

to withdraw the complaint.

The charges against Bradley Stanfield

are therefore dismissed.

WEST: The defendant is free to go.

The minor, Emma Stanfield

will be taken into custody,

and we are adjourned.

MAN: Mr. Stanfield.

Try and be brave, sweetheart.

I will, daddy, I will.

(indistinct chatter)

They're not taking you back.

What?

They can't be forced to employ you, Sheila.

You know that.

Well then let's not settle.

Five is not enough.

You don't need them.

Being alone is not good for me, Alan.

I need voices on the outside to balance--

being alone is not good for me.

Let's not settle.

Nobody's gonna hire you,

except maybe me.

You?

Here?

Why not?

Do you even have the authority to hire people?

No.

I'll figure it out.

You're a good friend, Alan.

How did you learn the identities and backgrounds

of all those jurors?

(chuckles)

FRUTT: Brad? You got a second?

Sure. Emma's lawyer,

is she qualified?

FRUTT: Well, she was assigned by the courts.

Her reputation is good.

Can you take over?

Oh, I suppose, but--

Good.

I wanna move quickly.

I don't want her to be locked up.

She's going to be locked up.

She committed murder.

There's nothing-- Actually, she didn't, Jamie.

She just said she did.

All right, look,

I'm embarrassed to say

I haven't been truthful with you.

I killed Molly.

I maintained otherwise for obvious reasons.

I didn't wanna spend my life in jail.

As the case went south,

Emma and I devised a backup plan--

plan "B" of our own,

I guess you'd call it.

It involved manipulating you,

getting you to think that she did it

in the hope that maybe you'd find a way

to right an apparent travesty of justice,

which you did,

and I'm grateful.

Now we need to help her.

Assuming double jeopardy

will prevent me from being retried,

one strategy might be for me to come forward now

and admit my guilt.

Is that right?

Do I assume correctly, Ellenor?

You killed your wife?

Yes...

and I'm not proud of using my daughter

to secure my freedom.

Actually, you two gave me that idea.

Anyway, the mission now

is to fix things and get her out,

so we all need to get on board.

Again, I totally apologize for manipulating you.

I thought that was the only way.

When can we proceed?

Brad...

you're gonna have to give us a little time

to absorb all of this.

But let's not waste any time, okay?

An innocent 10-year-old girl is in jail.

We need to help her.

Whatever we choose to do, by the way,

it cannot involve me going to jail.

That is not an option.

Okay.

Thank you.

I think I could be sick.

We need to figure out a way

to take him down.

How?

There's double jeopardy, privilege.

FRUTT: Jamie...

he just used us as puppets

to defraud the court.

We need to take him down.

(sighs)

(music playing)

WOMAN: You stinker!

(music playing)