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(male narrator)
In the criminal justice system...

the people are represented
by two separate yet equally important groups:

the police
who investigate crime...

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

First time | heard this,
| was in my parent's basement with Shelly Fern.

Sixth grade,
you listened to Sinatra?

My brother, he was in tenth.
He said it never fails.

[groaning]

| love hotels,
they make me horny.

This is last call.

| thought this was the city
that never sleeps.

The city doesn't, | do.

Does she have a name?

She's been sitting alone
for the last hour.

I'm a perfect cure for that.

[clears throat]

You from out of town?

Me and my friend,
we're from Elmira.

| Know it sounds corny
but we're kind of overwhelmed.

Maybe you could show us--
Please, leave me alone.

How about a refill?
Hey, Dave.

You want a drink? Here.

[crashing]

| just want to go home.

Look, miss,
maybe the gentleman was 3 little out of line.

It's no reason
to get violent.

In the future,
| suggest you take your business elsewhere.

Business?
Honey, it's after 1:00. You're alone.

| want to make a phone call.

[phone rattles]

Yes.
I'd like to report a rape.

At the Radcliffe Hotel.

Her name is Julia Wood, 19,
junior at Bradfield College.

She says it happened
in one of the hotel suites.

So how bad did it happen?

Positive for semen.
There's some vaginal bruising.

She says it was rape.
And you're not buying it?

She's definitely upset. Rape?

My mother told me that ladies
don't go to rock stars' hotel suites after midnight.

Wanna give me a hint?
She claims it was C-Square.

She's sedated now.
You'll have to come back.

C-Square?
Smile, Lennie. Heavy metal.

Your kids will probably
want his autograph.

Four platinum records.

You know what kind
of money that is?

It'll keep his
great-great-grandchildren driving Bentleys.

I'm glad about his future.
What about his past?

His real name is, get this...

Clarence Carmichael.

He was born right here
in Hell's Kitchen. Now he lives in L.A.

Besides being number one
on Tipper Gore's hit list for dirty words, nothing.

Rock 'n’ roll rapist.
Not much in the initial report.

We got some pictures here,
but they don't really take us anyplace.

| see a lot of
black and blue.

(Logan)
Shoulders, upper arms.

This guy C-Square
weighs a 180.

According to that report,
she was 100 soaking wet.

The doctors
can ascertain intercourse, but not necessarily rape.

Yeah. | picked
this up on the way in.

Have you ever had
a look at this guy?

Sofmusic playing]

| One more time,
on the kitchen floor J

| Your tank's on empty
but | want more J

J | get what | want,
it's a one-way trip &

| You ain't my lady,
you my bitch »'J

Great lyrics.
Early Cole Porter.

Okay, okay, so what?
Being hairy gets him 25-to-life?

Just thinking
maybe he puts his monkey where his mouth is.

He came to my dorm.
He said we were going dancing.

In his hotel room?

He's rich. He's famous.

Why would anyone believe
a normal person like me?

We believe you, Julia,
but we have to ask.

He was gonna
give me tickets to a concert.

He said they were in his room,
the suite where the President stayed.

He said I'd get a kick
out of seeing it.

And when you got up there?

When he was done. ..

he told me | could
find cab fare in his pocket.

Did you scream
or try to get away?

(Logan)
Look, Julia...

we're not saying
that this didn't happen...

but | got to tell you,
everybody knows his act.

What's a jury gonna think,
they know you went up to his room at that hour?

He can have
any woman he wants. Why did he do this to me?

So this is why they bounced us
from the presidential suite, eh?

It's a crime scene.
They have to check it out.

The crime is you guys
waking me up before noon, okay?

Hey.

This is a fairy tale.
The girl's nuts.

Me, | was up for dancing.

But what's-her-face
had other plans.

So you admit
you went to bed with her? Yeah. Why wouldn't 1?

Well, because Julia
said that this is a bad case of life imitating art.

| write what sells, man.

Doesn't mean | live it. Okay?
Okay.

Last night,
little Miss College, dressed up like that...

| guess | was wrong.

She said all she wanted
was some tickets.

She came up to my room
to get her eyeballs put on the ceiling, okay?

(Logan)
Take it easy.

What, did you get up
on the wrong side of your cage this morning?

Hey, Teddy...

don't we have lawyers
for this?

Yeah. It's okay, Clarence.
Right.

It's obvious what crap's
going down here. It is? Fill us in.

Clarence is in town to sign
a six-aloum, $20-million deal.

You got to see your Miss Wood
wants a little piece.

So it's extortion, not rape?
Like that never happened?

| been in the business
10 years, the last two with Clarence. Give me a break.

Just check her out.

(Logan)
You know, my cousin used to play bass in a band.

Biggest joint they ever booked
was Louie's on Varick Street.

They couldn't even
get a record company guy to look at them.

So now he's pumping gas?
Booze.

But | got to tell you,
something about rock'n' roll...

The chicks that used
to line up at his dressing room door was unbelievable.

Yeah, but Julia's
not like the ones we saw hanging with the band.

Just ‘cause she wears
pleated skirts doesn't mean she listens to Barry Manilow.

You know,
most rape victims...

they run home, grab a shower,
call a close friend.

Julia heads
straight for a bar.

Where the bartender said
she had a couple on the rocks.

| wonder how many she had
to warm up with?

Julia, Marti, and |
had an English exam in the morning...

and we went over to One Fifth
for lunch. You know, kind of a celebration.

Yeah? Did you talk
the bartender into giving you a couple of bloody marys?

We had cobb salads
and club soda.

C-Square was there
with his entourage.

And what? He hit on Julia
in the restaurant?

(Patti)
It wasn't obnoxious or anything.

We were at a table for four
and he kind of invited himself to join us.

| hate to admit it,
but it was kind of a kick.

You know,
the whole restaurant staring at us.

Julia mentioned
something about tickets. They were for her brother.

He's into heavy metal.

So she was expecting
C-Square to drop by with two in the front row?

No. He said
he'd send them over.

We were in our room studying,
around midnight...

and C shows up,
looking for Julia.

He said that the tickets
were down in the car. Julia went down with him.

And a couple of minutes
later, she called us from his car phone...

said they were
going out dancing.

Julia usually go out dancing
after midnight?

He's C-Square.

(Briscoe)
The people in the room next to his. ..

were either
very sound sleepers...

or Julia isn't a screamer,
“cause nobody heard anything.

French silk. Button torn off.

Sounds like
he was a little eager.

You know,
I'm trying awfully hard to be politically correct...

but I've been eager myself.
It's no crime.

Unless it was "no"
after the fact.

If Ann-Margret had asked me
to go dancing when | was standing at the altar...

| would have turned
to the preacher and said, "I don't."

Fame makes people
do stupid things.

Okay, so Julia's star-struck.

Why does she call foul
after the fact?

Money. Publicity. Guilt.
Probably in that order.

You guys both single?
Three times.

Hey, how about this?

Julia's supposedly studying
when C-Square shows up.

Now, what co-ed bones up on
calculus in a $100 blouse?

Yeah. Maybe
she was expecting somebody.

Do you think it's possible
that someone in the lobby...

saw them on their way
up to his suite?

C-Square checks in,
we put on extra security.

Girls come out of the shag
in the carpet.

What about this girl?

Yeah, sure.
She was with him last night.

They look pretty friendly?
He had his arm around her.

And how accommodating
was the girl?

Like a cat after
five courses of canary. Happy she made the short list.

So it's the same routine
every night, different girl.

Actually,
he's had a regular.

A tall blond with him
every other night this week.

You got a name for the blond?
We don't keep track of our guests' guests.

Let me explain something.

This girl in the picture here
had a couple of belts in the bar.

She's only 19.

[computer clicking]

[computer beeps]

(desk clerk)
He could sue me for this.

He called the same
four numbers every day.

| got a feeling
one of them's a blond.

(Sheila)
Whenever he's in town, we have drinks, dinner. What of it?

We were just wondering,
did he kiss you on the cheek at the doorstep after dessert?

What's this about?

[exhales]

We found out that you spent
six of the last seven nights at his apartment.

Then I'm sure you know
exactly where it was that he kissed me.

And exactly
what of mine you can Kiss.

You guys don't look like Vice.

Look like them?
We don't even know their phone number.

Teddy Wayne, C-Square's
manager, always puts me together with the top people.

You might call me
ah entertainer's entertainer.

So if he buys off the rack,
you mean, he never really knows what he's getting.

Guys in C-Square's
stratosphere, they're sitting ducks...

for people with bad intentions
and/or bad infections.

Teddy looks out for him.

I'm well compensated for
a week's work and everybody gets a good night's sleep.

Yeah, all right. You got paid
for a week, but what happened to last night?

C-Square was supposed
to pick me up at 5:00.

4:45 he calls,
says he made other plans.

So | did the same.

Tall drink of water.
Made me break a sweat.

| wonder if she takes
charge cards. Here we go.

Listen,
if you had a sure thing...

you gonna cancel
unless you had someone waiting in the wings?

You mean Julia?
Not my type. | like them a little dirty.

Well, maybe C-Square likes
the smell of soap.

What do you say
we ask her over to our place?

| was trying to do something
nice for my brother.

He's into heavy metal.
| thought if | could get him tickets to the Garden--

So you go up to
this guy's hotel room?

In my grandmother's day
it was etchings. You think I'm lying?

Guy's a star. Who knows?
A lot of girls might consider you lucky.

You think | would've
gone up there if | knew what he was gonna do?

So you went up there
with no expectations.

He's good-looking,
he's famous, rich.

You weren't thinking,
"Maybe I'll see what it's like, just this once."

Why does it matter
what | thought? He wouldn't let me leave.

He grabbed me.
He stuck his tongue down my throat.

You try to push him away?

Do | have to do this?

He didn't commit
a Class A felony with his tongue, Julia.

You made
a serious charge here. This is part of the drill.

| went into the bathroom.

When | came out he was naked.

He threw me down on the bed,
pulled up my skirt, tore my underwear off...

You know what happens.
You're helpless.

You just shut your eyes
and want it to be over.

Julia,
I'm gonna get a cup of coffee. You need anything?

Okay, give her a lift home.

We dropping it?
No.

What? Did she slip you
a hote in code?

"Shut your eyes
and want it to be over"? That girl was raped.

We're giving her facts.
She's giving us feminine intuition.

At this rate,
the precinct's budget's gonna go swirling down the toilet.

Since when are you
so fiscally responsible?

Come on,
a detective with brains wouldn't pull this crap.

Maybe the lady lieutenant's
got a take on this that we don't have.

| mean, what the hell
do we know about what goes on in a girl's mind...

when some guy's groping her?

You're forgetting,
his other girlfriend said he was a pussycat.

Yeah,
but she's on the payroll. We need somebody who isn't.

How about a Mrs. C-Square?

| hate to think of the stories
my exes would tell.

(Sharon)
Remember Different Colors?

Clarence wrote that one
for me.

(Logan)
| guess those were better times.

What changes?
That boy still likes his reruns, though.

He comes into town
and it's the same old story.

"Sharon, won't you please
come home."

And what? You turn him down?
Well, that depends.

| mean, I've been going
with this guy since | was 17.

Married him two years later.
Got so, | don't know, | kind of like it.

So what happened?
You got tired of life on the cover of Rolling Stone?

Clarence has got
one large sexual appetite.

Any reruns this trip?

Andy, sweetie,
why don't you go inside for a little bit. Okay?

Two nights ago, he comes over,
and he lays it on thick, like molasses.

Dinner, flowers,
you name it.

Andy gets me up at 6:00.
It's after midnight. Maid's on vacation.

How's Clarence take rejection?

About the way Andy takes it
when | tell her she can't have her rocky road.

Problem for Clarence,
| scream a lot louder than Andy.

Well, it looks like
C-Square's sure thing wasn't Julia.

Yeah. He's in heat, his ex
turns him down, he's already canceled his other date.

Oh, well,
that scenario happens to me a couple of times a week.

[chuckles]

So it's too late
to pick up the local virgin down at the soda shop.

He remembers Julia,
finds her address . ...

And he and his hormones
head downtown in the limo?

Yeah, but Julia said
C-Square was gonna give her money for a cab.

Why do you take a cab
when you've got a limo?

I'm on 24 per.
Some nights | sit downstairs, read the paper.

How about last night?

All right, so maybe
| caught a couple of z's. That against the law?

How do you know C-Square
wasn't looking for you?

Between me, you,
and the coffee pot, all right?

My man's in for the night.
So | figure, what the hell, I'm not tired.

Plenty of time
to pick up some fares. That's a no-no around here.

How did you know
he was in for the night? He told me.

Said to come by
around noon for breakfast.

Thanks.

He told us he wanted
to go dancing.

If you send your limo home,
you ain't going dancing.

Do | have to tell you
100 times?

We went up to my room,
the girl jumped me. Okay?

All right. Tell me this.

If Julia jumped you...

how come she was
wearing all her clothes and you were buck naked?

Hey, whatever floats
her boat.

You know, | don't think
that's very funny.

| got a strong feeling
that the only way you get any is to take it.

You better be careful, man.

You go too long,
juices back up, it makes you bonzo.

Well, tell me this, Clarence,
where were you planning onh going dancing?

The girl said she wanted
to go to The Palladium.

Well, what magic carpet
was gonna fly you there?

See,
that club's way downtown...

and we know you told your
limo driver to pack it in.

You want 100 names? 1,000?

Look, if this Julia chick
doesn't want it, | pick up the phone and presto.

| don't spend a night
by myself, okay? And there's no way | have to rape anyone.

Well, unless she was a nice,
squeaky-clean, preppy girl.

And there was Julia,
right in your bedroom. That's right.

Tight young bod,
pleated skirt. Hey, should have been there, man.

What's the problem?

The problem is,
she told you to hit the brakes.

You still don't get it,
do you, man? I'm C-Square.

Jh[guitar humming]

This piece of cheese thinks
the world owes him something.

(Briscoe)
Yeah, a lot of women would agree.

| mean,
he says his black book's into quadruple digits.

If any of these women
told him to stop...

do you think
he's the kind of guy who'd listen?

| think he's been standing
too close to his speakers for too long.

These rock 'n' rollers
are a traveling menagerie.

You try talking
to any of them?

Hey, you're on the gravy train,
you don't shoot the conductor.

What's the manager's name?
Teddy Wayne.

He said he took over
C-Square's career two years ago. Right?

The guy's been
on the charts for what, five years?

Maybe the guy who had
the privilege of managing C-Square before Wayne...

might feel like he got raped.

(Feinberg)
Ungrateful bastard.

He'd still be bussing tables
here if it wasn't for me.

A lot of guys forget
the people they met on the way up the ladder.

I'm not talking
about birthday cards, Detective.

| got him
his first record deal.

| had him signed
to a 10-year contract to manage him.

And what happened?
Teddy Wayne's what happened.

Tells Clarence
I'm screwing up his career.

10% of $100 million
should be in my money market...

and for that
I'd have looked out for him.

You think this girl's on the up-and-up?
We're looking for confirmation.

It was about six months
after Clarence left me, he comes in here.

He's in trouble, see,
so he comes back to me.

Some girl in Passaic
accused him of some very nasty things.

He's scared.
He sees the whole thing slipping away.

| remember her name.
McCartney. No relation.

Got to the stadium
at 4:00 a.m. on a Monday...

slept on the sidewalk
till Wednesday to get tickets.

| was 18. | was crazy.
| hope you got good seats.

Eighth row.

Right after the first break,
one of the roadies slips me a note.

C-Square wants
to buy me dinner after the show.

That's an offer
you couldn't refuse, right?

Refuse?
50,000 people, he chose me?

| was in heaven.

Let me guess, C-Square
had a nice, full refrigerator back at his hotel suite.

We ordered pizzas.
(Logan) Just the two of you?

| thought we were gonna eat.
He was all over me.

He got rough.
| Kept saying, "Hey, stop. | don't want to."

It didn't make a difference.

That's called rape, Tina.
| talked to the D.A.

He said | could prosecute
if | wanted to but....

You know.
No, no, we don't know.

Did you take
the D.A.'s advice? Maybe | did lead him on.

Anyway, | got the money.
Money, how?

C-Square's manager
gave me $10,000.

Said he was sorry
for the misunderstanding.

There's at least

Girl goes up to his room
willingly and he's only got one thing on his mind.

It shows predisposition.
Which isn't admissible in court.

Well, how many rapists
you know are gonna rent out Shea Stadium?

We're not gonna find
any witnesses.

It's not so much
that | believe her as | don't believe him.

Call it my male intuition.
Pick him up.

[crowd screaming]

[cameras clicking]

Clarence Carmichael.
Okay, you got me. | shot the sheriff.

But the deputy, | swear,
that was some other dude.

| just love
rock 'n' roll.

Clarence Carmichael,
you're under arrest for the rape of Julia Wood.

You have the right
to remain silent.

You have the right
to kiss my ass--

Just keep quiet, Clarence.
This is harassment. False arrest.

You'll hear
from our lawyers.

Oh, no. Not the lawyers.
I'm scared. You scared, Mike?

I'm shaking
in my blue suede shoes.

(C-Square)
Bye, honey.

[crowd shouting]

(clerk)
"Docket number 679073.

"People versus Clarence
Carmichael. Charge is rape in the first degree."

Nice place
you got here, Judge.

How do you plead?
[whispers] Not guilty.

Not guilty.

What do the People have to say?
People request bail of $250,000.

Ms. Diamond?
That's fine, Your Honor.

There's no business
like show business. Next.

See you later.
See you later.

Ms. Diamond? Claire Kincaid.

Yes, Ms. Kincaid.

This side of the table's
a long way...

from the doctrine
you presented in your Harvard lectures.

Not when your side
confuses feminism...

with destroying a man's life
for money and publicity.

It's time we turned in
our passivity and took more responsibility for our lives.

That's the feminism
| lecture about now.

[briefcase clicks]

She's one of the top
defense lawyers in the city.

A judicial conference
this early in the case doesn't make sense.

No papers. She probably
just wants to go over the parameters of discovery.

Adele Diamond?
| wish life were that simple.

Recuse myself?

| put on my robes,
| leave my politics behind.

In five years
no one's ever even hinted that I've been biased.

This is ridiculous, Adele.
Half the people sitting on the bench are former ADA's ..

and most of them
have prosecuted rapes.

Is everybody through?

And it isn't your politics
| object to, Your Honor. It's your genealogy.

This better be good,
Counselor.

Specifically,
one Gary Bergman. | believe he's your nephew.

My husband's sister's oldest.
| haven't seen him since his bar mitzvah.

He's also a limited partner
in a restaurant in L.A. called The Amp.

(Kincaid)
We're talking about a rape trial 3,000 miles away.

What influence
could that possibly have?

If you'll let me finish,
Miss.... Kincaid. Claire Kincaid.

The Amp has been losing money
hand over fist. ..

and the limited partners
have filed suit against the general partner.

Let me guess.
The general partner is your client.

Clarence is scared
that you'll hold it against him...

and | can hardly say
| blame him.

No, Adele, you're scared of
having a woman hear this case.

Nonsense, Ben.

This connection is so tenuous,
Your Honor. ..

no bar committee
in the world could fault you for continuing.

Unfortunately,
it's the appearance of impropriety | must deal with.

Your motion is granted,
Counselor. I'm off the case.

My clerk will draw up
the papers after lunch.

| thought they had laws
intended to shield us.

(Kincaid)
Someone tipped off the tabloids.

They prefer to publish today,
worry about the consequences tomorrow.

Mr. Stone. Mr. Wood and Julia.

How do you do? Ms. Wood.
Please be seated.

Julia and | have been over it.

(Wood)
Backwards and forwards, and there is only one conclusion.

To pursue this matter
any further is not in my daughter's best interest.

Ms. Wood, | can't put myself
in your position.

But | can sympathize.

A rape trial
can be very painful.

But balancing
the bad and the good--

(Wood)
Good?

Reporters are already camping
on my front lawn.

They're going
through my garbage. | can't live like that.

Your daughter was the victim
of a Class A felony, Mr. Wood. Not you.

This will become
the central fact of her life for much too long.

(Stone)
Ms. Wood. ..

1 will do everything
in my power to protect your privacy in the future.

I'm sorry. | just can't do it.

It was the father's decision,
Adam. | doubt if the daughter was eveh consulted.

Yeah, well, it's for the best.
You'll have a hell of a time explaining...

what that girl was doing
in his room after midnight.

But does the 70-year-old
mugging victim have to explain why...

he was riding alone
on a subway at night?

Well,
it'd make our job easier.

Of course it would.
We wouldn't have any more victims.

| don't want regret
prosecuted as rape.

She told him to stop, Adam.

Yeah. | tell my grandson:

"Your mother doesn't
want you eating any candy."

And then | leave him
alone in a room with a jar full of M&Ms.

Julia Wood is not a piece of candy, Adam.
To Clarence Carmichael she is.

[knocking on door]
And that's why we should pursue it.

Yes, come in.

You'd better read this.

"Julia Wood, the co-ed
claiming to have been raped by rocker C-Square...

"reportedly told her roommates
earlier that day...

"that it was a crime
how much money the singer earned...

"and that his ex-wife deserved
all the millions she received in the divorce."

(Schiff)
Well, that's just great.

We can forget about a deal.

Between her father
and the media, no wonder she's running for cover.

All | want to know is
was she, in fact, raped?

And if she was?
Well, I'll get her into court.

| think you might scare her.
You're probably right.

You talk to her.

| just want to be left alone.
Why can't anyone understand that?

You mean, you never thought
about his money?

My father dragged me
to a lawyer's office.

You hired an attorney?
| talked to him. | never hired him.

| was raped.

Do you actually think
that any amount of money will make that go away?

You must have read
what your roommate told the newspapers.

You know the impression
that gives. Of course | read it.

That reporter
put words in her mouth. It made me feel like a whore.

You can't tell me
you've never been there.

Some guy
has his hand in your.... And he won't stop.

What's the use?

You don't even believe me.
| do believe you.

That's the problem.

You know, Julia,
if you don't pursue this, he wins.

And you'll always
feel like a whore.

| examined Ms. Wood
within two hours of the alleged rape.

What were the results
of your examination?

| found semen.
There were hematomas on her upper arms and shoulders.

Vaginal bruising.

And based on this examination,
what conclusion did you reach?

(Wells)
The physical evidence and her psychological demeanor...

during the several hours
following her admission are consistent with rape.

Thank you.

"Her psychological
demeanor." | see.

The patient
was in shock, was she? No.

She was screaming
hysterically? No.

| don't understand, Doctor.

What psychological demeanor
are you referring to?

She was depressed,
listless, uncommunicative.

Let's put Ms. Wood's
psychological demeanor aside for 2a moment.

Judging from the physical
evidence alone. ..

could you say beyond
any reasonable doubt that she was raped...

as opposed to engaging
in enthusiastic intercourse?

No.

As soon as
we got to his suite, his whole attitude changed.

Julia, could you speak
a little louder, please?

He became,
| don't know, crude.

Like | was just there
to be used.

It turned me off.

So what did you do?

| said it was late
and | was going home...

but he grabbed me and said
| wasn't going anywhere.

He started groping
at my blouse. He ripped a button.

| asked him to stop.

And did he listen?

He laughed.

| pulled away and went
into the bathroom and locked the door. | was shaking.

| don't know,
maybe 10 minutes later, it was quiet.

So | thought maybe
he'd left or passed out.

(Stone)
So you came out into the bedroom?

He was naked.

He was mad because
| still had my clothes on.

He threw me down on the bed.

Did you say anything
when he did that? | said, "No."

Continue, please.

He forced my legs open.
He was so strong.

Then he was inside me.

Thank you, Julia.

When he grabbed you and tried
to unbutton your blouse, did you scream?

No.

Did you call for help?
| thought he would hurt me. | was scared.

But you had enough
presence of mind to go into the bathroom.

| just wanted him
to leave me alone.

(Diamond)
Tell me, Julia, why didn't you...

pick up the telephone
on the wall next to the toilet and call for help?

| didn't think. | don't know.

Isn't it true, Julia, that you
got a thrill out of being with a famous rock star?

Yes.

Enough to fantasize
about sleeping with him?

What | thought doesn't
make a difference. | begged him to stop and he didn't.

Very dramatic, Julia.

Tell me,
has anyone from the media approached you...

about selling your rights
to this story?

Yes, but | won't talk to them.

Have you been in touch
with any lawyers or agents...

who told you how much
you might make as a result of these allegations?

No.

(Diamond)
No further questions.

(Stone)
She perjured herself. Lied about talking to a lawyer.

Yeah.

If you were sufficiently
informed. ..

to recognize
the girl's perjury...

why weren't you sufficiently
prepared to prevent it?

| just found out myself.

Julia told me about it
before the trial.

You didn't think
you ought to tell somebody?

She told me
that her father brought her to the lawyer's office.

She swore
that she didn't retain him.

| didn't think it was relevant
to whether or not she was raped. | still don't.

Yeah. Did you notify Diamond?

(Schiff)
She's already planning her acquittal party.

We can't afford
these mistakes.

I'm very sorry.
I'm sure you are.

We came forward
as soon as we learned about the perjury.

There is no
ethical violation.

Don't you think
we can rationalize Julia's lie to the jury?

Ms. Kincaid ...

my immediate concern
is something altogether different from that.

Specifically,
being able to trust the people that | work with.

You have the right
to be angry. Okay.

| made a mistake
and I'm ready to take the heat for it.

But | resent the implication
that | breached your trust.

I'm not interested
in what you resent, Ms. Kincaid.

| think it would be wise
if you requested a change of assighment...

immediately after
Mr. Carmichael is acquitted.

Fine.

Ms. Wood,
yesterday | asked you...

if you had the occasion
to speak with a lawyer...

about any commercial aspects
of this case.

Do you remember that?
Yes.

And how did you answer
the question? | said | didn't.

| see. Was that the truth?
No.

So you lied to this court,
is that correct?

All'l did was speak
to a lawyer. It doesn't mean | wasn't raped.

| see. And is that the story
you'd like to stick with?

Maybe this will help
you decide.

Do you recognize this?

Ms. Wood.

It's a retainer agreement
with a lawyer.

(Diamond)
And whose signature is that at the bottom?

It's mine.

Newspapers, television,
they wouldn't leave us alone.

My father thought
we needed someone to protect us.

To deal with the reporters.

Books, movies of the week...

and the mother
of all jackpots...

a civil suit after you
already have a conviction in your pocket.

It's better than the lottery,
isn't it, Julia?

Why are you doing this to me?

It's not me, Julia.
You sold yourself for a wink and a prayer.

Redirect, Mr. Stone?

No, Your Honor.

They're always all over me
after concerts. Backstage.

| can't even
walk down the street. She was no different.

In what way
is she like the others, Clarence?

| talked to her
for maybe five minutes. She came up to my room.

When did she say
she didn't want sex?

She didn't.
She didn't say anything when | started with her blouse.

Is this the shirt
she was wearing? Yeah.

And was it buttoned
clear up to the top button?

No, it was only
closed up to this one, the one that came off.

The third one from the top.

Look, I'm telling you,
she wanted me.

| Know what happened in that room.
There's no way | raped her.

Mr. C-Square...

did Julia Wood
ever tell you...

that she wanted
to have sex?

She was definitely
putting out a scent, yeah.

By coming to your room?
That's right.

So that any woman
coming into your room...

is implicitly
consenting to sex?

They don't come for the view,
that's for sure.

Look, any time of the week,
1 go to aclub and | come home with any lady | want.

And do you make love
to all of them? That's what | do.

Do you recognize this?
Sure, it's the words to one of my songs.

Objection, it's irrelevant.
It goes to state of mind, Your Honor.

Then it's overly
prejudicial and inflammatory.

The witness has sold millions
of aloums, Ms. Diamond. How prejudicial can it be?

All right,
you can proceed, Mr. Stone.

I'd like
the court clerk to read the highlighted portion.

"One more time, on the kitchen
floor. Your tank's on empty but | want more.

"| get what | want,
it's a one-way trip. You ain't my lady, you my bitch."

That's all, your honor.

Aman and a woman,
both young, both attractive...

retire to a hotel room
after midnight.

Throw in the fact that the man
is a famous musician...

talented and wealthy
beyond anyone's dreams.

And what do you think
is going to happen in that room?

Now, Ms. Wood admitted
that she had a little bit of sex on the brain.

She went up
to Mr. Carmichael's room.

She unbuttoned her blouse
and showed a bit of cleavage.

What was he supposed to think?

Well, exactly
what you must be thinking...

that she wanted it as much,
if not more, than he did.

Now, we all want
to believe a woman when she says she said no.

But how can we believe her...

after she
lied intentionally...

in this courtroom, under oath.

She says she lied
because she was scared.

But the evidence shows
that she lied ...

because she wanted
to take advantage of my client's wealth and fame...

and didn't want you
to know about it.

Ms. Wood may have said no.

Unfortunately,
she said it a day too late, and that doesn't count.

Yes. Julia Wood. ..

willingly joined
Mr. C-Square in his limo.

And, yes, she willingly
went up to his hotel room.

And, yes, she even thought
of having sex with him.

But to give her
the benefit of the doubt. ..

Mr. Clarence "C-Square”
Carmichael is rich...

and to some people
in this courtroom, he's attractive.

And, of course,
he's world-famous.

But Julia Wood did not ask. ..

to be thrown down on the bed.

She did not ask...

to have her legs pried open.

She did not ask
to be pinned down...

and forcibly penetrated.

Julia Wood said no.

And whatever expectations
she had going up to that hotel suite. ..

once she got there,
she changed her mind. And that's her right.

But in Mr. C-Square's world...

a woman's rights
are of no consequence.

Sex is an entitlement
of his stardom.

Julia Wood. ..

ain't a lady.

She a bitch, an amusement.

To be held prisoner...

and used until he decides
that he's through with her.

In our country, one
of the fundamental rights...

is the right of any of us
to say no.

We do it in our religion.
We do it in our politics.

And in our workplace.

And in our world,
when a woman says no and a man ignores her...

that's rape
in the first degree.

Have you reached a verdict?
(Foreman) We have, Your Honor.

(Barsky)
On the sole count of the indictment...

rape in the first degree,
how do you find?

We find the defendant,
Clarence Carmichael, guilty.

[people murmuring]

[beeps]

I'm preparing a calendar
of pending cases.

I'll forward it
to your secretary.

For all the problems we had,
| do want to thank you for a learning experience.

These working relationships
they can be...

very difficult.
| remember one assistant...

he stapled an internal memo
to a document that he then sent...

to defendant's counsel
and that case was lost.

| thought
it was a career-ender but they....

They gave me another chance.

So, see you in the morning?