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Dad's out there.

Mr.

Brogan.

Ms.

Keller, I'm sorry for your loss.

Please, have a seat.

How can I help you?

I see you in the papers all the time, and my neighbor told me I might be in

trouble, and I was like, what? And he said, maybe I should come down here. Why

would you be in trouble? Last night, they pulled me out of the water and took

dad's body away.

This woman from the DA's office, she asked me a lot of questions. First, she

real nice, but then she got weird.

Like, she thought what happened on the ferry wasn't an accident.

It's a pretty lady, brown hair, like, yay high.

Yeah, she said she was deputy something.

Yeah, she's deputy something, all right.

Hey, Rhonda.

Get Catherine Peele on the phone, please.

It's your old law school buddy on line one.

Peele? Good morning, Miss Peele.

Ah, Mr. Brogan.

So great thing to hear your voice so early in the morning.

Monica Keller is in my office.

Oh, she is, is she? Oh, yes, she is.

Well, that saves me a few phone calls. Tell her there's a warrant out for her

arrest. Murder, too. Oh, and don't bother bringing her downtown.

What do you mean? I'll have some nice people from my office come over there

take her into custody.

Katie, you've gone too far. Bye -bye.

Not

even

arresting an innocent woman can destroy your appetite, huh?

Actually, it's the guilty ones that make me ravenous.

It was a terrible accident.

Really?

Remind me never to ride the ferry with you. She's not a killer. She's a nice

girl who took care of her dad.

I'll say.

Come on, Jimmy. Don't let her pretty face fool you. We've talked to a lot of

people that said some not very pretty things about her. Yeah? Care to

me as to who these people are?

No.

Okay.

Patience is a virtue some cannot wait for. Thank you. Can you tell me

Sure. Joe Jarvis here.

My connections in the Chinese mafia.

Thanks. Thank you, me.

Frank Wanamaker, a decorated Navy veteran, drowned in the harbor on his

Staten Island, his home for seven decades.

His daughter, Monica Keller, was his caregiver. When his diabetes got worse

three years ago, she took him into her home.

Where he lived, a virtual prisoner, dependent on his daughter's negligent

Monica has never been in trouble with the law. Witness saw Ms. Keller

with the protective gate on the ferry moments before her father went into the

water. Another observed her physically abusing him in their home. To pay his

medical expenses, she works overtime at two jobs. One of which is dancing at

Billy's Bikini Bar.

She fraternizes with organized crime figures and prostitutes. In light of the

horrific nature of this crime... Horrible, horrible accident.

And the charge of murder, people request remand without bail.

She has no means for flight, no money to go anywhere.

People charged with murder tend to find a way.

The defendant is remanded.

Next. Don't worry, okay? I promise you. Do not worry.

What were you getting?

What

were you

getting?

The DA wants you to keep working with Chad Griffin. And Edge, as my

you told him that was absolutely out of the question. He thinks the young man

has a lot of potential.

Potential being code for what, powerful father?

Catherine.

Just showing the ropes. I'm not here to be anybody's mommy. Don't be a mommy. Be

a mentor. You know, why do I have to pick up the slack for the DA's campaign

payback? I thought the days of privileged white boys club was supposed

over.

What'd I miss?

Nothing, Chad.

Here's what we're building.

Monica Keller may have started off a loving daughter, but after three years

being nursemaid, her bank account's decimated, her marriage is destroyed.

She turns her rage on the person she holds responsible, her father.

They take the late ferry. She knows it's going to be deserted.

She seizes her opportunity.

The witness who saw her tampering with the ferry gate also saw her standing on

the deck a few minutes later doing nothing.

About watching her father drown.

It doesn't get more cold -blooded than that.

I have icing for your cake.

A search of her apartment turned up a recent travel brochure, and Monica

for a passport last week.

I want witnesses to her state of mind and her relationship with her father. I

have a visiting caregiver that saw Monica strike him.

That's good.

Any relatives?

A sister. A nun. Nothing but nice things to say about everybody.

That's bad.

Co -workers?

She worked in a toll booth on the Verrazano Bridge and at Billy's Bikini

There are no co -workers in a toll booth.

Check out the Bikini Bar. Yes.

I'm into you.

Of course.

Katrin. Your witness is here.

I was on the ferry coming home from work.

I saw the old man in the wheelchair and his daughter at the gate.

She was fiddling with it. And then I went to the side of the boat where the

Statue of Liberty is.

When I heard a splash, I went back to see. The gate was open and the man in

wheelchair was gone.

The woman, when she realized I was watching her, she dove in, but swam away

her father.

Am I being helpful?

Yeah. Mr. Batara, very.

Yeah, Monica and I worked the same shift, and Monica hated her dad.

It was always going on about how he was holding her back from the things she

really wanted to do, like go to Mexico, learn how to scuba dive, blah, blah,

blah, blah, blah, which, okay, I don't know how she was ever going to do on her

crap salaries anyway.

Anything else I can help you with?

Probably a million things, Barb, but I have to get back to the office. Jimmy.

you need any singles, I got a roll.

Who's that girl?

That's Veronique. She and Monica are really tight.

The guy that saw Monica on the ferry is solid, and the deckhand will testify

that he personally checked and locked the gate ten minutes before Mr.

went into the water.

The lock is missing. The deckhand thinks it went overboard.

You think Monica somehow unlocked it? No, she would have needed a tool of some

sort. It was made out of steel. Send some divers down. Tell NYPD that I

the cost.

Good. Give me more good.

A dancer at Billy's Bikini Bar will testify that Monica constantly bitched

her dad and she was planning a trip to Mexico.

Oh, well, who doesn't need a little R &R after rolling your father off the

Staten Island Ferry?

Passport, brochures, plans, this is all adding up very nicely. Yeah, but Jimmy

was there, too, talking to another dancer who claims that Monica is a total

goody -goody who loved her dad.

Should we be worried? No. I think two bikini dancers cancel each other out. I

think there's case law to that effect.

Behold.

Mr. Wanamaker's life insurance policy and the beneficiary of $200 ,000 is his

bikini dancing daughter.

So, just how mercenary is Ms. Keller? What is her true financial situation and

how does she really feel about her father?

Dangerously so. Much better than we thought and very cranky indeed.

I have a hunch the husband will corroborate. Think he'll say bad things

his wife? Bob Keller filed for divorce a month ago citing cruelty, which is not

something husbands usually charge unless their wife as well.

Cruel. Talk to him.

Careful.

What did we decide about the bikini dancer?

Let's go. Yeah.

Man, I tried everything I could to keep us together.

Now she's working at that place.

Forget it.

All the time went to her dad anyway.

Did she ever complain about him to you?

Only always.

She was having a real brutal day a few weeks back.

She knows that I know guys on the job who take pills.

I do drugs, you know.

She asked me if I could maybe get some to maybe take care of her dad.

Put him out of his misery. What did you say to her?

I was like, whoa, are you serious?

And you didn't pursue the conversation?

Hell no. Not even a little.

I told her I'd ask around just to get her off the subject.

But that was the last straw for me.

Any woman that could talk about her dad that way, I got to figure out.

Look, I got to get back to work.

You guys need anything else?

Just give me a holler on my cell, all right?

Thank you.

That's pay dirt, you know. He's our new star witness. Husband can't testify

against his wife.

Spousal privilege. No, there are exceptions, and he just gave us one.

Jimmy Noeo.

Uh -oh.

Mr.

Brogan, welcome to Nutley. If you want to talk to my new witness, he's right

over there.

That's fascinating.

You think he's your witness?

I think he's a killer.

I hate it when he does that.

He might have liability regarding what happened on the ferry.

If we run the trial right, we can lay the groundwork. Thanks, Lena. We were

pretty good at running trials even before you got here.

Simmer down, you two.

Okay? Let's get to it. What do they got?

What do we make of it? A witness saw Monica tampering with the ferry gate

moments before her father went overboard.

She was checking to make sure the gate was safe?

That's what I'd do if my old man were near, Lena. Next.

Alejo. The autopsy shows bruises consistent with physical abuse.

Those bruises could have occurred when he went into the water.

Went into the water by accident. Their search turned up travel brochures, and

our investigator wants us to know that Monica applied for a passport last week.

Uh -oh. No, uh -oh.

Maybe she was going to drive up to Toronto to catch a Blue Jays game.

Okay, here's what we're going to do. We're going to see if the ferry gate was

faulty. We're going to see if the wheelchair brake was faulty. And wait,

wait. We're going to see if Monica's dad was faulty.

He had advanced diabetes. He was a proud dad.

Suicide.

If I were in his condition, I'm a friend. I'd consider rolling myself off

ferry. Would he have the strength to open the gate and get himself over the

side? My dad's in a wheelchair.

He can do 100 push -ups. My old man's in rehab. He could tear through a phone

book.

He's had a little off -and -on drug problem for, you know, 30 years.

30 years?

So, look into Monica's dad's mood and his meds. I'll talk to Monica. I'll

her friends and co -workers.

I mean, this isn't an accident or suicide. People, let's work it out!

My dad got those brochures for me and told me everyone should have a passport.

No, he wanted me to see the world like he did. His happiest time was his years

in the Navy.

That's why he wanted to sit close to the water.

Okay.

They got a witness who saw you do something with the gate.

I was checking to make sure it was safe.

And I sat down on the bench and... fell asleep.

You dove in to save him.

I'm amazed.

And a jury will be, too. Of course, the prosecution is going to try to make you

look bad because of your job at the bar.

Well, am I going to get a part -time job that pays that much in tips?

And we'll meet at it.

You ever talk to anyone there about your dad? You say anything you might regret?

Look, I know all sorts of thoughts come up when you have a parent who can't take

care of himself.

Maybe I said things.

Inventing things, but never to him.

You know, just ask my sister.

Anyway, it was about to get a little easier.

What do you mean?

Dad had an insurance policy.

He's going to cash it in to help pay the bill.

Going to, but hadn't done it yet.

No.

Well, is that bad?

Jimmy.

If you need any singles, I got a row.

Hey, get anything?

Grossed out.

What? And decidedly not to believe it. You? Ah, yeah, Veronique over there.

friend of Monica's. Special testify that Monica only ever said the nicest things

about her dad. I hope she doesn't wear that on the stand.

Can we go?

Oh, I just ordered a burger.

You get anything with the insurance policy?

Yeah, the redemption value is $14 ,000, but the face value is $200 ,000.

So if Monica's dad cashes in, he gets $14 ,000, but if he died before he

in, Monica gets $200 ,000.

So if Monica did want to kill her father, now would be the time. Of

fathers everywhere list their children as beneficiaries.

Yeah, fathers everywhere throwing up in the drink. We need a witness to paint

Monica as a truly loving daughter.

Besides Veronique? I was thinking Monica's sister.

Well, it turns out it's an actual sister.

She's black?

In a way, yeah.

Monica would never lay a hand on her father. I don't care how much money was

involved. Can you testify to that?

Everything she did was for her father's well -being.

Even taking that job in that unspeakable place, of course I'll testify.

Did she ever complain about her burden to you?

She had a right to complain.

She had no help from her husband, and, well, my life is here.

Your dad was here the night he died. Any idea what was on his mind?

The mess.

He was disappointed in her pitching.

What was his mood?

He had a lot of health issues. Was he depressed?

Did he have dark thoughts?

My father had just volunteered to talk about the Navy at a local elementary

school. He was making plans for Christmas. What you're implying is out

question.

Joyce Shulak, how is my favorite investigator?

Day six without a cigarette. Sorry.

Monica's dad was not seeing a shrink and he was not on antidepressants. Okay, a

chink in the suicide angle there. But he was taking a medication which has

dizziness as a side effect. He talked with the accident angle there.

As far as their eyewitness on the ferry, he immigrated from Indonesia where he

was a successful doctor.

Now, he's a physician's assistant in the Bronx. Wait, a successful doctor moves

across the world to become an assistant?

You're a person of color. That happens all the time.

Well, look at you two agreeing with each other.

Best for last.

The security camera on the ferry deck was broken.

But the boat passed Liberty Island.

Camera there caught a long distance view of the ferry right before the accident.

There's Monica's father in his wheelchair.

She must have been on a bench just out of sight. Who's that?

Beats me.

But he's wearing a Chicago Cubs hat. Trying to get it blown up for a better

look. Monica's husband's from Chicago.

And one of their neighbors told me that it was the husband who used to rough up

the old man.

Very interesting.

Especially considering until their divorce is final, Monica's insurance

becomes Bob's windfall too.

That's the most suspect.

Where can we find him? Working construction in Nutley.

Alejo, my friend.

Your favorite words. We're going to New Jersey.

Yeah, Bob works for me off and on.

Whenever I need a hothead with anger management issues.

Is he worth it? Good worker. He's a little bitter. His wife wears a bikini

work. Wouldn't you be?

Somehow I don't think that would faze Alejo. Plus, he's convinced she's

on him.

Says all the chicks at work there are hookers.

His whole marriage went to hell ever since his wife's old man moved in with

What's Bob doing over there?

He's cutting rebar.

Thanks. We'll be in touch.

Bob Keller.

He's got financial motives.

What did you get into his wife and her father? And a tool that can cut through

fairy gate.

Let's give Catherine Peele some bad news.

Mr.

Brogan, welcome to Nutley. If you want to talk to my new witness, he's right

over there.

That's fascinating.

You think he's your witness?

I think he's the killer.

Bob Keller, ladies and gentlemen, I want the head in that Chicago Cubs hat to be

his. Lena, was Joy able to get the video blown up? Not without distorting the

image. Anything on Bob's alibi?

He was with his construction buddies that night, but they were all so drunk,

one remembers exactly when he left.

Well, I can work with that.

But while I do, what does Catherine Peele think that Bob is going to testify

Well, how can he testify against his own wife?

Well, case law nerd, what are the exceptions to spousal privilege?

She saw this communication wasn't intended to be confidential. It was made

the presence of a third party.

They were conspiring to commit a crime.

Like murder her father?

Let's talk to Monica.

So Jimmy Brogan thinks Bob Keller's the real killer? Yeah, well, Jimmy Brogan

could make a suspect out of a ham sandwich.

Check Bob's alibi.

Six of his construction buddies say he was in Jersey that night. Good. I

you get Mr. Keller in here. Make damn sure that Jimmy is not right.

You said your wife talked about ending her father's life, but how did you feel

about it?

Meaning? Meaning he had a $200 ,000 life insurance policy, and if the money came

in before your divorce was finalized... Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you out of your

mind? I have no idea what Bob could say about me. I didn't do anything. He's got

nothing on you? He's never seen you so much as get a jaywalking ticket? We've

hardly talked... Talked in over a year. I was nowhere near that fairy.

He's the abusive one. He's the one who wanted us dead. I was cruising around

with some buddies that night. Just ask the neighbors. The rages, the broken

windows. It's my wife that wanted to kill the guy.

Thought you wanted me on the witness stand so I could talk about that.

Yeah, it's pretty skeevy. Yeah, well, he gives his first -time testimony that

Monica was planning her father's murder. So, we go with skeevy Bob and hope for

the best. Assuming you can get the judge to break spousal privilege.

Oh, Chad, you have so much to learn. All I have to do is cite people versus

Watkins, which holds that spousal privilege does not apply when said

discuss the commission of a crime. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Monica told her husband she wanted to kill her father. He said he would look

into getting her some pills, even if he didn't pursue the scheme that still lays

the foundation for conspiracy to commit murder.

Monica's father drowned, Your Honor. There weren't any pills. It doesn't

Your Honor, if the defendant changed her mind about how to commit the crime.

What crime?

Isn't that what the trial is supposed to decide?

The state is presupposing a verdict of guilty to help it justify.

a witness who will help it obtain a verdict of guilty. This is logic wrapped

nonsense chasing its own tail.

Which reminds me of my sister.

She bought me a coffee maker from Iceland.

Which had way too many bells and whistles.

But you know something? After reading the directions, from Remarkably Lucid, I

figured it out.

And it makes a damn good cup of joe.

The motion is granted.

Mr. Keller can testify.

Next.

Wait up.

A coffee maker from Iceland?

I don't appoint the judges. I just win the motion.

Listen, I know this case hasn't been easy. I was doing okay until the judge

insane. Right.

I've just been thinking about some of the issues surrounding it. You know, the

parents who need to be taken care of and children's responsibility and your dad

and his struggles. And I know you take care of him.

Which has always impressed me, because I'm pretty sure you've been a lot better

son than I have been a daughter, but... Listen, Katie, I'm really a little late

here, so why don't we get all sensitive about our parents some other time, okay?

I'm just trying to tell you that I... Knocked me off my game by talking about

dad? Not your best word, counselor.

If Catherine Peele wants Bob Kelly to testify, fine!

Let it blow up in her face. We'll expose him as a liar. We'll talk about his

motive, his temper, his bolt cutters. Bringing the video of the guy on the

with the Cubs hat who's the same size as Bob.

By the time we're done with him, they'll be reduced to a guilty ball of

festering primo suspect numero uno.

Or not.

I checked Bob's alibi in Nutley, showed his photo to the local PD. Turns out

that they're looking for him.

The exact time Monica's dad fell off a boat in New York Harbor, Bob Keller was

careening around North Jersey with his drunk buddies, beating up people out in

front of gay bars.

Whoever the guy in the Cubs hat is, it's not Bob.

Monica wanted me to get pills and to find out how many it would take.

How many pills it would take to do what, Mr. Keller?

How many pills it would take so her dad would never wake up.

And did you and your wife have many other conversations along these lines?

She kept saying she couldn't wait till he was gone.

It killed me to hear her talk about him like that.

Where were you the night that your wife's father died?

I was with some buddies at a bar.

And what did you and your buddies do after you left the bar?

We drove around. Drove around and attacked the patrons of three different

bars in New Jersey?

Objection, Your Honor. Work with me, Mr. Salazar.

Isn't it true, Mr. Keller, that New Jersey police questioned you about your

participation in gay bashing incidents that evening?

I didn't do anything.

You always said it'd be a risk.

Please, don't remind me of what I always said.

You prepped the deckhand?

I'll prep the visiting caregiver.

Once she's on the stand, we start to lift the veil on the Keller House of

Horrors. You really believe all that?

House of Horrors stuff? I mean, it's also black and white. Gray is not a

color.

Then Miss Keller smashed a glass of water on the ground, and she began

her father in the chest.

And what was he doing? Poor thing was trying to defend himself.

Miss Jean -Philippe, this is a photograph from Mr. Wanamaker's autopsy

It shows bruises on his torso.

Do those bruises match the spots where you saw Monica inflict the blows?

Yes. There and there.

But you were aware, Miss Jean -Philippe, that Mr. Wanamaker had diabetes.

Of course I was.

And that his diabetes occasionally made him hypoglycemic, which can cause

confusion, which can sometimes result in a violent response.

I was only there a few hours a week.

That's all the VA would send me. Do you know that diabetic confusion can only be

relieved by glucose pills?

Not aware of that, no.

Well, then is it possible that what you saw was not Monica smashing a glass of

water and striking her father, but Monica desperately trying to get her

to swallow glucose pills in the midst of a violent hypoglycemic episode?

Objection. Overruled. Ms. Jean -Philippe? I'm not a doctor.

Did Mr. Wanamaker ever have one of these violent hypoglycemic episodes when he

was with you?

Even though I was only there a few hours a week, I'd been an old man's caregiver

for months. And no, I never saw such an episode.

Is there a reason I had to meet you here?

Yes. The wine is superb, and you should try the Brunello.

Not while I'm on a case.

Yes.

The solitary drink you allow yourself at the end of every trial.

You know, Edge, you should step away from the Brunello. We're not on terra

yet. Bob was not exactly a home run. Excuse me, ma 'am. Yo, Catherine.

That inebriated person over there, he said he's with you.

Hey.

This is how you represent the district attorney's office. Yes.

Look, listen.

I was going to prep the deckhand at the office, and then he called and said, no,

let's meet at a bar.

I get to the bar, and he won't talk unless I have a drink.

Look, I might be wasted, but he is a total drunk.

What about his story about checking and locking the gate on the ferry?

He has no idea if he locked the gate. And because the divers couldn't find the

lock, we can't be sure if it was even in place that night.

Which totally screws us.

What do you have tomorrow?

A witness from the ferry and Barb, the bikini dancer. I love Barb.

Chad, get up.

This is the person I'm supposed to be mentoring.

She complained about her dad all the time.

Angry. Said he ruined her life.

Which really offended me.

I'm a daddy's girl.

Isn't it true, Miss Leone, that you had some professional jealousy regarding

Monica? Uh, no.

Not even when she was promoted to the dance pole by the door? A position you

asked for because it involved a raise.

I didn't care about that. Because who wants more money, right?

Why didn't you want that position, Miss Leone? Because I'm retiring.

Yeah, one of the regulars proposed to me.

He's a cop.

So, you know, thinking ahead to summation, I could say, you know,

all of us have people in our lives who need caretaking and how much, no, no,

no, how much a drain it can be, how we can resent them, even hate them at

but it doesn't make us murderers, you know?

This one was child.

You know, I find it interesting that you're willing to bring up your dad to

discuss the case, but you're not willing to actually, I don't know, say visit

him? Oh, right. You and your dad are all hearts and flowers.

My dad kicked me out when I told him I was gay. Yeah, and my dad hoovered my

mom's retirement fund up to his nose.

She's a piece of fish.

Yeah, Joy, talk to me.

Yeah, he's their next witness. What about it?

I understand you saw Monica Keller on the ferry that night. I watched her for

long time.

But she was just standing there at the edge of the boat, not doing anything.

And what happened next, Mr. Bataar?

Finally, she saw me.

Her eyes got big, she took a deep breath, and then she jumped in.

But swam away from her father.

Mr. Bataar, would you please read the headline of this newspaper?

250 fear dead after Indonesian ferry think.

You were on that ferry, were you?

With your family? Where is this going, please?

I'm pondering the same, Mr. Brogan. Your Honor, one minute.

Mr. Bataar.

My family, my wife, and my two daughters,

they died on that ferry.

But you did not.

No. I'm sorry I have to ask.

Do you ever think that you could have saved them?

Objection!

Overruled.

I couldn't see them anywhere.

There were so many people shouting and crying.

Are you absolutely certain then that Monica Keller hesitated before she

in the water? Or is it possible that you could have been thinking about another

ferry in another country about a moment when you stood on a deck, unable to save

your own family?

Thank you, sir.

You want to see me?

Yes.

Um, regarding witnesses, we can check their employment history,

their criminal records, their credit reports, their known associates, but it

impossible to find everything, and Mr. Bittar was not forthcoming about the

accident in his past. I assume because, to him, it was just that in his past.

However,

I should have looked deeper and now regret not doing so.

All by way of saying I'm sorry if I'm sometimes hard on you.

That's it.

I see Jimmy's first witness is the defendant's sister.

I can't believe I have to cross again when I'm numb.

You want me to do it?

I do kind of have an altar boy appearance.

This meeting is over.

Which one of you left the addiction literature on my desk?

Thanks? No thanks.

Okay.

It's either suicide or an accident.

Monica is no killer.

We'll put her on the stand.

She's sympathetic, she's attractive, there's five men on the jury.

If they'd heard some negative testimony about her, it wouldn't hurt to warm them

up with some pro -Monica witnesses.

Her sister, the sister?

Exactamundo. Then the neighbor who saw the household in action, and then

Eenie, meenie, miney. Sister Teresa can't come to the phone. It's prayer

Well, every time I call, it's prayer time. They are nuns. The mother superior

says she wants you to come by, needs to talk to you.

Uh -oh, someone's in trouble.

You won't let her testify.

These are worldly concerns. We are concerned with the Eternals. 25 years in

prison is pushing close to Eternals. Sister Teresa will not testify and put a

soul in jeopardy. Well, she could be jailed for contempt.

Mr. Brogan, I have a feeling not even you would arrange for the arrest of a

The back of my house faces theirs. I've been their neighbor for five years, and

now it's in the sitting in the yard.

And how did Mr. Watermaker's mood seem in the weeks before his death?

Well, the few times we talked, he'd say he missed the Navy.

I thought I guess he was depressed.

How depressed?

He told me that when the sun came up and he opened his eyes, he really didn't

see the point of getting out of bed.

And other than these few backyard chats, did you have any interaction with Mr.

Wanamaker?

Not really. And every time you did see him, he had indeed gotten out of bed,

hadn't he?

Yeah. I guess he had.

My dad got those brochures. He wanted me to have that passport.

It was a horrible, horrible night.

When you realized your father had gone overboard, what did you do, Monica?

Jumped in after him. Did you hesitate? Wait until you had a witness?

No, no. I had to get up the courage.

I think it's swimming.

There were other people on that boat, Ms. Keller. Why were you sitting where

one could see you? Dad liked it there. So you were familiar with that part of

the deck.

You knew it would be deserted at that time of night. He wouldn't sit inside.

Did you always do what he wanted to do? Not always, no.

Sometimes. He was, uh... stubborn. So you two had issues.

Doesn't everybody?

Yes, but you found a way to solve yours, didn't you?

But not by murdering your dad.

When I got frustrated with him, I would scrub the floors or eat pints of ice

cream or yell at my husband, but I never took it out on him.

I swear it, my soul.

Whose soul is everyone talking about here?

Yours. No.

Mother Superior said that Sister Teresa's testimony would put a soul in

jeopardy.

Whose?

Monica's?

Nice. Monica's being judged by humans.

Only God can judge a soul.

Right.

Whose soul is God judging this very moment?

Monica's father.

I'll catch you later.

All right.

You know something about your father that can save your sister.

I've taken a vow of obedience.

Well, surely you're familiar with Romans 12, verses 13.

When God's people are in need, be ready to help them. Your sister's in need.

She took care of your dad for years, picking up your slack while you stayed

and prayed.

Don't guilt trip a nun, Mr. Brogan. I can only do what God wants. Well, get

on the horn ASAP. He quarters in session at 10 a .m., and you are on my witness

list.

9 .55.

Come on, sister, come on.

All right, let's pack it in. I mean, I've been around the block three times.

Mr. Brogan?

It's me, Sister Teresa.

Wow, sister, you clean up nice.

You don't want me to have your nun outfit in there, do you?

The jury's like a bit of a show. I do.

I didn't brought this.

All right, come on.

The defense offers into evidence a letter written by Monica's father.

and sent to his other daughter, Sister Teresa Benedicta, a week before his

death. Sister Teresa, would you please read the first sentences of this letter?

I know you think prayer helps, but the pain is a bear.

The pills don't work anymore.

This is no life for a tough guy like me.

You were reluctant to come here today, weren't you, Sister?

My mother's superior forbade it, and, well, I didn't think I had anything

relevant to say. Sister Teresa.

What happens to the soul of someone who commits suicide?

That soul goes to hell. Were you reluctant to come here because it meant

have to testify that your father might have committed suicide?

Based on the things he told you, based on the letter, isn't it possible?

May God have mercy on his soul and have mercy on me for not coming to my

sister's aid sooner, yes?

Hello, Hunter.

Could you please read the last paragraph from that letter?

I'm sorry for everything I've done, everything I've put you through. What

your father sorry for?

You're under oath, sister.

When we were young, our father would drink.

and become violent, terrible, outrageous.

He broke my sister's arm once, and it just got worse.

I got out to the convent where he couldn't reach me, but Monica stayed.

As he got older, his rage subsided, and Monica forgave

him.

I know she did.

The defense would have you believe Monica Keller forgave her father.

Did she?

The defendant's own sister testified to a dark history of family abuse. Our

experts tell us the effects of such abuse never go away.

Never. Especially if the abuser remains present year after year, decade after

decade. Is it not understandable that Monica's rage would come out?

And she begins striking her father in the chest.

We heard this from Bob Keller.

who, no matter what your opinion of him, testified here under oath to his wife's

murderous intention.

Monica wanted me to get pills.

Pills to end her father's life.

And like many abused women, Monica Keller did not seek help. She remained

in a world she could not escape, did not know how to escape, until finally she

reached her tipping point.

Decades of fury that she had been repressing erupt.

And then, in the space of one week, she applies for a passport.

She researches a getaway, and she boards that ferry.

And once there, on that deserted deck, she draws close her unsuspecting father,

the man who ruined her life.

Checked the brake on his wheelchair, checked the gate he wanted to be near,

then sat back to catch her breath after a brutal week.

When her father saw she was asleep, he acted on the wish his other daughter

you about.

May God have mercy on his soul.

He summoned what strength he had left to stand and open that ferry gate. A gate,

as far as we know, was never locked in the first place. A gate that might have

been opened by a mysterious stranger in a Chicago Cubs hat.

Allowing Monica's father to walk a few feet to the edge, and he'd be set free

his pain, of his disease, of his regret at having abused his family.

He really didn't see the point of getting out of bed.

Not one person saw Monica commit a crime.

So do not punish a woman who sacrificed her life to take care of her father.

A father who determined the course of his family's destiny for far too long.

Thank you.

Well, this isn't like you.

That cashier tells you when I'm here, doesn't she? She thinks I'm cute.

Look, what you said about my dad, I know you weren't trying to knock me off my

game. Thank you. I appreciate you checking in about it.

You know, half the time I want to push him off a ferry myself.

So, I'm sorry.

Pay for the debt to prove it.

All right.

He asks about you, you know.

He does.

He's got good taste.

He's also got a good son.

And will the foreman please read the verdict?

We, the jurors, find the defendant, Monica Keller.

Not guilty.

The younger rises when the old doth fall.

Bob Dylan.

King Lear.

Okay.

Back to the salt mines.

Catch a new case?

I have to go to my mother.

Well, before you go, it wasn't the DA that pictured a mentor Chad.

It was Chad himself.

He thinks you're an exceptional prosecutor.

In fact, he wants to be just like you someday.

That's not going to happen.

I can't believe it's over.

Seems like a nightmare I'm just waking up from.

It's all over.

And with the divorce final, we don't have to pretend we're just neighbors

anymore. What do you think really happened, Brian?

Do you think my dad killed himself?

I don't think we'll ever know.

But now it's time to enjoy yourself.

I mean, you have money, time. You can do whatever you want with your life.

Our life.

I don't know how I've gone through this without you.

Now we're going to Cancun.