All language subtitles for For the People 1x07 - Have You Met Leonard Knox? (English)

Previously on "For the People"...

You asked me out for a drink
and I said no.

Because I worried about
what would happen.

This is Kate Littlejohn.

It's Anya Ooms with the ATF.

I need your help.

Well, we did it.

You did it.

Yankees tickets?

You're going to the game with him?

We don't go together. We meet there.

And you're gonna go
a lot farther than I have.

You're gonna go all the way.

I honestly have no idea who you are

but you have Roger's attention.

Nail this case, and you'll have mine.

I don't believe I can prove it.

If there's no case, there's no case.

Thank you, Mr. Fox.

Knox.

Mr. Knox.

Run it back?

- I already owe you $100.
- $200.

- $200. Who's counting?
- He's counting.

Have you met Leonard Knox?

I'm counting.

Okay.

Harvard Law annual
New York alumni event...

- We need to discuss.
- We need a speaker.

I can do it.

I was thinking about Michela Walsh.

Michela? She wasn't even on Law Review.

She's Chief Counsel

to the Senate Judiciary Committee.

Whit Caskell just got back

from a tour in Afghanistan...

with a Silver Star.

David Silverman won a MacArthur

for that study he did on ants.

- Are you serious?
- Apparently ants have

this really advanced social system...

Not the ants.

I'm just saying, why are we
working so hard on this?

The answer is right here.

I got it.

You're doing amazing stuff, Knox.

Supreme Court,

AUSA in the Southern District
of New York...

- It's awesome. It's just not...
- What?

The same. You know?

I'm sure you'll get a case soon

that's big and splashy
and really means something,

but right now,

I think we should run
with one of those guys.

Cool?

Dude. Cool.

An arrest was made this morning

in the brutal slaying of
21-year-old Christine Campbell.

Campbell, the sister of an FBI agent

working on a joint NYPD-FBI task force,

was allegedly kidnapped and murdered

by one of the targets of that task force

Brad Hargrove.

Hargrove is expected
to be arraigned today

on charges of first-degree murder.

Hargrove's roommate
and best friend, Jared Nash,

who investigators say
was in the apartment

when Campbell was killed

but did not participate in the murder,

has been questioned and released.

- Insane.
- Mm.

That's a difficult defense.

Oh. No, I didn't mean that.

I meant just, like, what people say

when something seems crazy.

You know, like when you see

a huge line outside of a store,

and you're like, "Insane."

What store?

- Insane.
- Yes.

This guy, Nash, apparently he just sat

and watched the whole murder,
did nothing.

Extortion, bribery, fraud,

organized crime,
and still I'm in a good mood?

Why?

Because despite this cornucopia
of human depravity,

today I finally got
Yankees season tickets.

Do not ruin this day for me.

- What about the Campbell case?
- See?

You are trying to ruin this day for me,

and I do not appreciate that.

New York District Attorney
has the Campbell case.

- That's a federal case.
- It's also a state case,

and the state has a strong
interest in this case,

and I have a strong interest in

not talking about this anymore.

Some crimes can be tried

by both the state and federal government.

- Dual sovereignty...
- Are you seriously lecturing me

on dual sovereignty?

Insane.

- Insane.
- Yes.

I don't have brakes, either.

Hey, "Premium Rush," you're on duty.

- Did you just laugh?
- S-Sorry.

That movie was very important to me.

Sorry! I thought it was funny.

Good. You win.

You'll need a sense of humor.

- Caz Murray.
- Who?

Caz Murray... She's a comedian.

She posted a photo of herself
on Yowler last week

pointing a gun
at a picture of the President.

"Dear Mr. President,

is this what it's gonna take

for you to finally sign
a gun control bill?"

I liked your joke more.

People went crazy, things escalated,

eventually Caz Yowled
that she's "Locked and loaded

and coming for the President."

And people took her seriously?

The Secret Service
took her very seriously.

She's been charged with
threatening the President.

It was a joke.

The U.S. Attorney's Office

isn't exactly known
for its sense of humor.

No.

It's ridiculous.

This comes directly from Washington.

I'm not taking it back.

It's a goofy picture
and some online ranting.

- It can't be worth our time.
- It's not my time.

And your time isn't worth very much.

Well, I think whoever
is pushing this forward

is completely humorless.

That's you now.

- And I agree.
- Wha...

- You don't think I'm funny?
- No.

- I'm actually very funny.
- Okay. Tell me a joke.

I'm not that kind of funny.

You're not that kind of funny
who can tell a joke?

My humor is more situational.

Okay, well, let's say
you're in this situation

where you told your boss you were funny,

and now you need to prove it.

You're joking.

I wouldn't, not about this.

Section 116. Row 9.

- Seats 1 and 2?
- Our seats.

Wow. Wow!

- So, you're in?
- Are you kidding? Of course I'm in.

I'll e-mail them back right now.

- Great.
- Great.

Does this bother you?

I've gotten used to it.

The Campbell murder.

Oh. Yes.

Very much. It's horrible.

We should be trying it here.

You mean you should be trying it here.

- I do mean that, but regardless...
- Let it go.

Roger made it pretty clear
it wasn't up for discussion,

and I'm sure the DA can handle it.

Yeah, you're right.

Thank you.

I'm glad you're back from the ATF stuff.

Was that a good experience?

Yes. Very good.

I learned a lot.

Good.

You know, the thing
about this Campbell...

Let it go.

Yep.

You're not Tina.

How could you tell?

The eyes.

Also you didn't tell me
I was walking too loud.

You were walking too loud.

I'm the FPD on duty today, and...

We e-mail you when cases come in.

No, I know.

I'm the FPD on duty,
and I'm friends with Tina.

I just wanted to say hi.

Hi.

I'm Jay.

I'm Lara.

It's a match.

Well, it's early, but, uh...

I think that's what they call it...

in tennis.

Tennis?

Your next case... Guy Watson.

- You're Tina.
- How could you tell?

- The eyes.
- Don't you have somewhere to be?

You're walking too loud.

Nice to meet you, Lara.

I enjoyed our game.

Match.

What?

You called it a tennis game.

Games make up sets, sets make up a match.

- It's a match.
- Right. Sorry.

Basketball guy.

You're being charged under 18 USC 224,

bribery in a sporting event.

The allegation is that

you threw a match
to a lower-ranked player

in exchange for money.

I didn't throw that match.

I wouldn't do that. I was injured.

Your coach, John Brandon,
paid you $20,000.

It was a loan, all right?

I was in debt, and John bailed me out.

So you had no knowledge that he
was placing bets against you

- at the Pittsburgh Open?
- No.

I almost even didn't play.

My ankle was messed up.

I wanted to forfeit.

But my opponent was ranked so low

that John was confident
that even on a bum ankle

I'd still win.

And I wanted it so bad,

I couldn't see he was playing me.

My whole life I've wanted
to play in the U.S. Open,

and I qualified this year.

Is there any chance...?

I will do everything I can, Guy.

I want the Campbell case.

I told you... The DA
is prosecuting Hargrove.

I also told you I didn't want
to talk about this anymore.

I don't want Hargrove.

I want the guy who was
in the room with him...

- Jared Nash.
- Nash?

He isn't charged. I'm gonna charge him.

- With what?
- Whatever I can.

He didn't do anything.

He did something.

You don't stay in that apartment

that whole time and not do something.

He did something,

and I'm gonna make him pay
for what he did.

Why do you want this?
What's the play here?

There isn't one.

You understand why I'm skeptical?

Christine Campbell was held in
that apartment for 26 hours,

chained to a radiator.

She was beaten repeatedly.

Hargrove raped her.

At the end of her life, when Hargrove
couldn't choke her to death,

he smashed her head against the radiator.

During that whole time,

Jared Nash was in and out of the room.

He ate cereal and watched cartoons.

When Nash was asked if he felt bad

about what happened to Christine

after he was released this morning,

do you know what he said?

He said, "Why would I?"

I didn't know her.

I just feel bad

I'm not gonna see
my best friend anymore."

I hope you get him.

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When I said "Locked and loaded,"

- I meant my tongue.
- Mm.

Like, my tongue is a weapon, right?

My material...

Free speech, satire, dissent...

Yes, I know, and I agree with you,

but you need to understand

that threats are not protected speech.

It wasn't a real threat.

You have a prior record of assault

against a "Zev Dickinson."

He stole my jokes.

So I went to confront him,
and it was cool.

We worked it out.

You threw a toaster oven at him.

Those things weigh, like, three pounds.

Regardless of the circumstances,

the fact that it's on your record

establishes a history of assault,

coupled with the fact
that you do own a firearm.

I only bought that gun
so I could take the picture.

You purchased an assault rifle

so that you could take a picture

that looks like you're gonna shoot

the President of the United States

in the head?

Yes.

Do you think there's going to be a trial?

Seems like there should be a trial.

I think we might want

to talk to the government about a deal.

Let me reach out to...

- Seth?
- Your Seth.

He's not my Seth.

Your former Seth.

Just Seth.

"Seth" is fine.

How do you want me to handle this?

Just... I don't know.

Handle it like you'd handle
any other case, I guess.

Which means you'll probably

completely and totally destroy him.

- I can do that.
- And be nice.

Are you watching...?

Tennis. Yes.

Right. Tennis...

...on three screens?

My client, Guy, was ranked 246th

when he played the Pittsburgh Open.

Too low to make it on TV,

so I'm watching all the footage
from the tournament,

games... sorry...
matches, interviews, anything

to see if I can find Guy
in the background somewhere.

If I can show he was in pain
before the match...

limping, icing his ankle...

then I can prove that he was injured.

He's got to kick that serve
to the backhand.

Get out of no man's land!

I've been playing tennis since I was 4.

Want an extra pair of eyes?

Out! Shake it off.

There's this girl in Tina's office...

- Lara?
- Yes.

You should totally ask her out.

- You know her?
- No.

I just think you should ask her out.

Why?

Because you've written
her name down here,

like, 14 times.

Cross-court!

He's reading you down the line
every time!

Whoa! There it is.

Guy limping in the back there,

leaning on his coach for support

two whole days before the match
he allegedly threw.

This is it.

I can prove that he was injured.

Down the line!

You arrested Hargrove

and took statements
from him and Nash, right?

That's right. I interviewed
them both very thoroughly.

Hargrove confessed. What about Nash?

I couldn't get anything on him.

There was no physical evidence...

All I need to prove conspiracy

is some indication Nash knew beforehand.

And I don't have that.

What about accessory after the fact?

I just need to show Nash
helped cover up the murder

- in some way.
- He didn't.

What about the body itself?

You'd have to talk to the
Medical Examiner about that.

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

I didn't find any
of Nash's DNA on the body

and not a single fiber from
the clothes Nash was wearing.

There's no chance
Nash helped hold her down,

helped with the crime itself,

or helped move her after the murder?

Look, I just didn't see it.

And if you look at the pattern
of the bruises,

the choke marks on her neck,

all the wounds are from one angle.

And, again, there was only
one foreign set of DNA

on her neck skin.

- Didn't I tell you not to do this?
- At least twice.

- I need Hargrove.
- The murderer?

He was the only who was there.

If he turns on Nash...

If he turns on Nash, he's useless,

because he's a murderer.

This is the third time.

Mr. District Attorney.

Leonard. It's been a long time.

- How's your mom?
- Uh, she's doing well.

- She's busy.
- What's going on with you?

- What can I do for you?
- I need your help

with the case I'm building
against Jared Nash.

You're building a case
against Jared Nash?

For what?

Accessory. Accomplice. Conspiracy.

Whatever we can get.

Well, if we could get those things,
we would have gotten them.

I need Hargrove to testify against Nash.

Hargrove doesn't have
anything to say about Nash.

Well, maybe he hasn't been
properly incentivized.

I can't remember the last time

I heard a United States Attorney

talk dirty like that.

And I like it. I really do.

But there's nothing to be done here.

We tried.

I don't have anywhere else to turn here.

You can always turn around.

It's the hardest thing to do.

There isn't a prosecutor in the world

who hasn't been in the same position

you're in right now, Leonard.

I'm sorry.

He's a murderer. He can't
testify against anybody.

- I didn't have a choice.
- To go and embarrass

the United States Attorney's Office

in front of the locals?

You had a choice.

I have a new idea.

I don't want to hear it.

I supported you,
- you took a shot, it's over.

Misprision of a felony.

What?

I can charge him with
misprision of a felony.

If Nash did anything to try
to conceal the crime...

That's not a real charge.

It's been a crime in this
country since 1790.

That's probably the last time
a prosecutor charged it.

Because the sentence is only
3 years and $500 fine.

- But that is 3 years and $500 more...
- It's a tack-on offense.

You don't try a misprision case
on its own.

- It's absurd.
- Well, this is what I'm gonna do.

No! You're not gonna do that!

I'm saying "No."

I'm saying you cannot,
will not, must not!

No! You hear me? No!!

The answer is no.

You look chipper.

You win something?

In there? Of course not.

But I did win Yankees tickets,

so this will now be my baseline mood.

I don't love it, and I hate the Yankees.

But I do respect a single woman

getting herself season tickets.

That's how I enjoy watching
my Mets... alone.

Congratulations.

Well, Roger and I
are going in on tickets.

Together?

Yes, that's what that means.

Hmm.

What does that mean?

Hmm.

Hmm.

You don't like Roger.

I don't like the Yankees. Roger's fine.

You were married, right?

I'm feeling less chipper.

Going in on baseball season tickets

is like marriage,

just more intense
and way more permanent...

same amount of sex, though.

I went in on season tickets

with a good friend back in '86.

Mets won the whole damn thing that year.

By the time they finally

went back to the World Series in 2000,

we weren't speaking,

and I'm pretty sure

he commissioned a voodoo doll of me.

My shoulder hasn't been the same since.

And I was still on the hook for tickets.

But if you're happy, I'm happy.

Great chat.

It's weird, right?

It's going to be weird.

- Maybe we should just...
- Yes. So...

Look, that photo was a joke.

It was a threat.

Under Watts, crude political
humor isn't a threat

if in context it's meant to be humorous.

She's using a gun
to argue for gun control.

The ironic absurdity

is precisely what makes it humorous.

You know the old saying, if
you need to explain a joke...

I'm just trying to explain it to you.

She has a criminal history.

She purchased a firearm...

- To use as prop.
- Fake guns are props.

Very real assault rifles are threats.

Do you seriously think
a jury's going to believe

little Caz Murray

was an actual threat to the President?

You're the scariest person
I know, and you're little.

And we're done.

It was a joke.

I'm sure you could explain it,

but why don't we save that for a jury.

- Sandra...
- Don't with that.

It was bound to be weird.

It didn't need to be personal.

Wait. I'm sorry.

You're saying that? You?

Sandra Bell?

The person who makes everything personal?

You attacked me the night we met

because I said I didn't like California.

That was stupid!

It's California!

And I don't like it!

It's too long and narrow and hot

and wet in other places,

and I don't understand it.

And that should have been okay,

but you didn't like it
because I was with Allison,

and you didn't like that.

No, I just didn't like you.

As you can see here,
Mr. Watson was in so much pain

two days before the match in question

that he could barely
put weight on his ankle.

The limping is consistent with the notes

from his visit to the first aid tent

the morning of the match

where he complained of
ankle pain and swelling.

Uh-huh.

You don't seem super impressed.

I'm not, because I have
multiple witnesses

who will testify that they saw Guy Watson

at a charity event
the morning of the match

where he was running, jumping,

and throwing children into the air,

all pain-free with a smile on his face.

I'll produce that discovery today.

Multiple witnesses?

- More than two.
- Jumping?

Up and down.

How big were the children?

You know, pretty big.

Big. They were big.

It took me a long time
to find that video.

I'm sorry.

I heard.

Everyone heard.

You okay?

No. I'm not.

I could use your help.

Tell me what I can do.

Talk to him.

- Roger?
- Yes.

- About this?
- Yes.

He respects you more than anyone.

Nash is already a pariah.

He's all over the news

saying insane and offensive things.

He'll live with this
for the rest of his life,

and he should.

He should.

But if you try him and you lose...

and you will lose...

you'll have absolved him in a small way.

Public humiliation isn't justice.

Well, it might be as close as you get.

I'm not gonna settle for that.

Why is this so important to you?

I don't know... because it is.

Why? Why?

Because you think people
think of you this way,

like Nash... selfish, unfeeling, amoral?

Do you realize how totally
offensive that is?

I'm just trying to understand.

What are you trying to understand?

- Why I care about something?
- Why you care about this.

Because he sat by and watched
someone being killed

and did nothing.

Does there need to be another reason?

Do I really need to explain
why I'm haunted by this?

Why doesn't Nash bother you more?

You, all of you...

That's what I'd like to know.

This person who could have done something

and did nothing?

Isn't that exactly what you are now?

I-I really wish you wouldn't do that.

You should let Leonard
go forward with this case.

Leonard has an agent now?

What he's doing? It's worth a shot.

He took a shot. He missed.

He's reloaded.

What's with all the shooting talking?

Is this 'cause of your ATF case?

Yes.

Listen, I'm not here to make
an emotional appeal.

I think that's playing to your strengths.

Think about this practically.

If Leonard pulls this off,

you've opened up a whole new front

of criminal liability... you...

because you approved it.

And if he doesn't pull it off?

Think about that practically, too.

Take the emotion out of it.

You might not trust him.

You might question his motives.

But how much money do you think
anyone ever made

betting against Leonard Knox.

Mr. Zimmerman, you live next door

to Mr. Hargrove and Mr. Nash, correct?

That's right.

The night Ms. Campbell was murdered,

- did you go to their apartment?
- Yes.

- Why?
- The noise... music.

It was incredibly loud.

So I went over, knocked on the door.

- Did you talk to anybody.
- I talked to Mr. Nash.

Did Mr. Nash open the door?

Barely. A few inches.

Were you able to see into the apartment
when you were talking to Mr. Nash.

Objection.

I'd like counsel to approach.

Where are you going with this, Mr. Knox?

I'm not up on misprision of a felony.

Misprision requires a showing
of active concealment.

I believe the way
Mr. Nash stood at the door

constitutes an affirmative
effort by Mr. Nash

to prevent the discovery
of Mr. Hargrove's crime.

I'll allow it.

Mr. Zimmerman,
you may answer the question.

No.

I couldn't see into the apartment.

Mr. Nash was blocking my view.

I want to be sure

I understand your testimony,
Mr. Zimmerman.

Mr. Nash opened his door?

Yes.

To an angry neighbor, after midnight,

in New York City?

He opened it?

Yes.

He could've just looked in the peephole,

spoken to you through the door, right?

Yes.

If Mr. Nash was trying to prevent you

from seeing something in the apartment,

do you think it would have been better

to have door opened or closed?

Closed.

It was a fundraiser for a charity

that teaches tennis
to underprivileged kids.

I had to go. I took a handful of Advil.

And you didn't take anything
before the match?

If I would have taken more, I would've
wound up in the emergency room.

Maybe that would've been better.

This was supposed to be my moment.

My name was about to be

in the main draw of the U.S. Open.

Everything in my life

has been building to this one thing,

and I can't reach out and grab it.

We might have one more move.

What are these?

They're contracts.

I'm a lawyer. I know that.

Why am I looking at them,
and why are there so many?

This one outlines
how we'll divvy up the games.

The Red Sox tickets were divided evenly,

but I'm happy to swap any others

if you prefer.

This one discusses the terms of a buyout

should either one of us choose...

How long did this take you?

I'm a lawyer.

Are you serious, Jill?

This is a huge commitment.

- It's just baseball.
- No.

What we were doing before? That?

That was just baseball.

This is something else.

This... this is baseball.

It's the Yankees.

It's personal and emotional.

I know you feel that way,

but for some reason,

you're suddenly treating this

like a business transaction.

I mean, we've been
waiting for these seats

to open up for eight years.

Why are you ruining something

that could be so great?

Listen, I'm just trying to protect us

so we can enjoy these tickets
without any weirdness.

Oh.

Well, that's going well.

I understand where
you're coming from, I do.

But if you can't bring yourself
to sign these,

you'll have to find someone else

to take the tickets.

Hey.

I made something with noodles
if you want any.

How'd it go today?

- How'd it go with Seth?
- We're going to trial.

Really?

Is that a surprise?

It's Seth.

He was unreasonable, insulting,

and condescending, too, and not funny.

That doesn't sound like Seth.

That doesn't sound like
the guy who walked out on you?

That was complicated, Sandy.

It didn't seem that complicated.

It seemed like he left.

It's just...

I'm trying to move beyond it.

I want you to move beyond it.

I'm loyal.

And you demand loyalty, absolute loyalty.

Sometimes that's hard.

You're serious right now?

Yes.

I was always good to Seth.

You don't believe that,

and I know he doesn't feel that way.

Look, there's no beef here for anyone.

You don't need to defend my honor,

and you have a client to consider.

Don't let this get in the way.

The trial of Jared Nash,
the Bad Samaritan,

continues in Federal Court today,

as the government tries to recover from

what legal analysts say
has been a rough showing

in an unprecedented prosecution

for bystander responsibility.

...charged federal crime that requires...

...prove Nash actively concealed

the murder of Christine Campbell.

...observers were surprised

when the United States Attorney's office

in the Southern District of New York...

You testified that

on the night of Ms. Campbell's murder,

you heard music coming
from Nash's apartment.

Yes.

- Was that unusual?
- Music? No.

But this was unusual.

- Why?
- Because it was so loud.

I had never heard
anything like it before.

Do you remember the approximate time?

I remember the exact time... 1:13 a.m.,

'cause I had an early morning meeting.

I was losing my mind.

1:13.
- Yes.

Ms. Womack, how did
Christine Campbell die?

Blunt force trauma.

She was also asphyxiated.

Is it possible to estimate

- an approximate time of death.
- Yes.

Based on body changes,
blood on the scene,

and other factors, I'd
estimate the time of death

as somewhere between 1:30 and 2:30 a.m.

In your professional opinion,

when would you say the
injuries that caused her death

- were inflicted?
- 15 to 30 minutes before death.

Around 1:15?

Yes.

So, Ms. Campbell was being killed

at the exact time

Mr. Nash was turning up his music?

- Objection.
- I have nothing further, Your Honor.

I think I made a mistake.

By interrupting me?

Who's gonna believe a comedian
would try to kill the President?

An actor did kill a president.

So did a steelworker,
a Marine, even a lawyer.

Threats should be taken seriously.

I think I let it get personal.

I always felt like Sandra
disapproved of me.

Oh, dear lord.

She thought I was boring, square,

and no sense of humor.

Oh, stop, you're turning me on.

She was wrong.

Look, I see the argument on both sides.

Let's focus on your case, though,

because that's what gets you
out of my office.

Do you have any proof

Caz Murray had plans to go to D.C.

- to get near the President?
- No.

She was heading out on tour...

Ithaca, Buffalo, Ann Arbor...

Oh, my God. That's it.

The Auto Summit!

That's probably something I'm never
gonna hear again in my life.

On the 15th of next month,

Caz Murray is scheduled to perform

at the Laugh Barn in Ann Arbor.

On the 16th,

the President will be speaking at

the Michigan Convention Center

as part of the Auto Summit.

My dad used to go to the Auto Summit.

- He met Gerald Ford there.
- Cool.

Anyway, this is a coincidence.

Yeah, you might have been able

to convince a jury of that,
were it not for the fact

that Caz booked a hotel
in Detroit for both nights,

as well as entered a lottery

through the local Republican headquarters

for front row tickets
to the President's speech,

47 times.

What are you offering?

No jail time, three years probation,

Caz can no longer tag
the President on social media,

and she'll be subject
to travel restrictions.

If she goes within five miles
of the President,

she'll be intercepted
by the Secret Service.

I'm sorry.

What I said wasn't true.

It wasn't you.

I'm not sure I ever really
gave you a fair chance,

to be honest.

You love her.

And she loves you.

And I liked you because she loves you.

And kind of a little bit anyway.

Where were you when...?

You can fill in the blank.

A big moment in history.

A small moment on the playground.

In a bar.

On the subway.

A time when someone needed help...

needed your help, needed you to stand up.

Did you?

Did you stand up?

Did you do something?
Did you say something?

You don't have to.

You can look away...

...Put your head down, cross the street.

You can stay home and lock your doors.

There is no law that says

you have to do anything
to prevent a crime,

and if Jared Nash
hadn't sat there eating cereal

and watching the light die

from Christine Campbell's eyes...

...then we wouldn't be here today.

You don't have to help the victim,

but you cannot help the perpetrator.

That is what you cannot do,
and that is why we're here,

because that is what Mr. Nash did do.

Misprision of a Felony

is a crime as old as this court,

and it requires that the Government

prove four essential elements...

One, that the principle

committed and completed
the felony alleged.

Well, we know that.

Brad Hargrove has pleaded guilty

to murdering Christine Campbell.

Two, that the defendant

had full knowledge of that fact.

That also is not in question.

Jared Nash has admitted he knew,

and the defense does not contest

that he knew Brad Hargrove
killed Christine Campbell.

Three, that the defendant failed
to notify the authorities.

This, too, is not in dispute.

Jared Nash proudly
did not notify authorities.

And, four, that he took
an affirmative step or steps

to conceal the crime of the principal.

We're here on that question,

and that question alone.

And on that question,
the evidence is clear.

At the exact time

Hargrove was beating
Ms. Campbell to death,

Jared Nash turned up his music...

...so loud you could hear
nothing else in that building.

He did this to conceal

the screams of Christine Campbell.

He did this to conceal this crime.

Where were you

when Christine Campbell was dying?

Most of you were at home, asleep.

Some of you may have been working or out.

You didn't know her.

You couldn't see her.
You couldn't hear her.

You couldn't help her.

But you can now.

You are here now,

and she needs you.

Five miles?

When the President is in Manhattan,

you'll have to temporarily relocate.

I know that's an inconvenience...

This is fantastic.

E-Excuse me?

The photo was ill-advised, I'll admit,

and then I got drunk,

let myself get baited by trolls...

it's a problem sometimes, my temper...

The toaster oven was a tip-off.

The only reason
I wanted to go to that rally

was to hold up a sign,

maybe get some publicity.

- For yourself or for gun control?
- Both.

But this...

this is better than I could have dreamed.

I'm not sure I'm following you.

The President of the
United States of America

has effectively taken out
a restraining order

against me.

I can't believe how lucky it was
I got arrested.

I might even get
a cable special out of this.

How many cases did you win last year?

- What?
- Your percentage...

You can't be the only prosecutor
in this building

who doesn't know her percentage.

98%. 98.7%.

And that likely won't change,
which is my point.

Here me out.

Guy Watson was 246th

when he lost the match in question.

His win percentage? 65%.

His opponent Marco Basile
was ranked 398th,

yet his win percentage was almost 74%...

9 points higher.

That make a lick of sense to you?

Because it doesn't to me.

The tennis ranking formula
is a complicated equation

that you need several degrees...

that we don't have - and neither
will our jury... to understand.

You and I both know

a jury won't be able to say
beyond a reasonable doubt

that my client took a bribe
and fixed this match.

I'm happy to play this thing out
and go to trial if you want,

but I don't think either of us
likes the odds on this one.

Three months is as low as I can go.

One condition.

Congratulations,

you're playing in the U.S. Open.

You have three weeks from
the start of the tournament.

After that, we'll enter the plea,

and you'll serve your sentence.

I hope you go far.

Thank you.

For everything.

Well, one down, one to go.

What?

Lara.

No. I can't.

- Why?
- Tina.

She's not gonna like me

asking out one of her employees.

- So that's it?
- Pretty much.

- You're just going to give up?
- Yeah. I think so.

Did you learn nothing from all this?

I finally figured out the scoring.

Still don't understand the use
of the word "Love," but...

Never quit.

That's the point.

There you are.

It's not like I'm hiding.

I am hiding.

Why do you like this courtroom so much?

Because nobody can find me here.

I like Lara.

You don't know her.

I like her enough to want
to know her more.

Why, is something wrong with her?

Probably. I don't know.

There's something wrong with everybody.

- I want to ask her out.
- I don't approve.

I didn't think you would,

but I still want to.

I still don't approve.

You met Larry at work.

That was different. That was me.

I understand you want
to protect your employees...

This isn't about protecting my employees.

This is about protecting you.

- Me? From what?
- Distraction.

From adding obstacles to your success

when you already have so many.

You're a brown man without
an Ivy League degree,

which means you have two strikes
against you.

Hear what I'm saying?

You can't be distracted

because you can't just be good.

You have to be the best.

Is staying up all night

walking around Central Park with Lara

gonna make you your best?

Who says I'm gonna do that?

That's what I used to do with Larry.

That was before phones
and Internet and stuff, though.

We were lost a lot of the time.

I'm going to go
and find a new hiding place.

Luke, buddy.

Listen, uh, it looks like
I might have lined up

Yankees season tickets for next year,

great seats...

uh, was wondering

if you might be interested
in splitting with me.

I know you've been
in the market for a while.

So, uh, hit me back, you know,
if you're interested.

I'm gonna close the door.

I'm not fighting about this...

not at work, not anywhere, ever.

It isn't a fight.

It's just the way it has to be.

You signed.

It's been my dream

to have season tickets to the Yankees.

With you.

I want to go to games with you.

Thank you.

April 2nd, 7:05 P.M.

Opening day.

See you there.

You're not Tina.

How could you tell?

The eyes.

Also, she's standing right behind you.

- I think it's a match.
- I hope so.

That's what these tickets say...

a tennis match.

There are two of them.

In the matter of
the United States v. Jared Nash,

how do you find the defendant

on count one of the indictment,

misprision of a felony,

guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Leonard, what's good?

Just saw the news.

I know it's last minute,

but if there's any way you can
speak at the event tonight,

I'd bump Ant Man.

Call me back when you get a minute.

I heard!

I'm not sure what Caz cared about more...

the First Amendment
or her Yowler followers.

Think of it this way...

without the First Amendment,
she'd have no publicity.

Seth's good.

He's a good lawyer.

I know.

He almost beat me.

Do you miss him.

Sometimes.

I... don't have a Seth.

I-I mean, I have you, of course,
and my dad.

But I don't really have anyone else

who knows me well.

Sometimes I think that's my fault.

Sometimes I worry when I do have someone

that I could lose them.

So, I hold on.

I get scared.

I don't let anyone else
get between us because...

it's scary to lose a person

when you don't have any to lose.

You never have to worry
about losing me...

to Seth, to anyone.

I'm yours.

You're mine.

I don't celebrate people going to jail,

but I'd make an exception for this..

Do you want to?

I do. I-I would.

I have to be somewhere tonight.

Don't feel bad about the publicity.

You deserve it, so take it.

I really don't know why.

This... I don't know. It...

I have this image of her sitting there...

just looking at him.

Then you do know.

You said between 124th and 125th?

It's actually just up here.

- $32.20.
- Right.

You know, can you just keep it running?

Where to?

It doesn't matter.

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