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[Dr. Weiss]
The sun had just come up.

[projector clicking]

You entered the park,

got on the bicycle path.

[sighs] I, uh...

I think we saw the sunrise
as we got to the playground.

Yeah.

Yeah, that looks...

-[sighs]
-[Dr. Weiss] The leaves.

[Jana] They were all over
the bicycle path.

John...

said they turned early.

-[projector clicking]
-We could smell them.

[Dr. Weiss] Remember the smell.

The smell of the animals.

The sounds.

Now, you came around this path.

No. No. I don't remember.
I don't.

Jana, look at the path.

-I don't...
-Jana,

look at the path.

Remember the trees.

The smells.

The sunlight on your face.

You got off your bikes,

and you saw someone
come from behind the tree.

[gasps]

-[screams]
-[gunshot]

John! [screams]

No! No!

It's all right.
It's all right.

Just try to remember.
Can you see his face?

No!

-Can you see it, Jana?
-[Jana] No, I can't.

I can't see.

[Dr. Weiss] It's all right.

I can't remember. I'm so sorry.

It's all right, Jana.

Oh, God.

[sobbing]

Doctor.

What should I do? Should I try
to get another continuance?

[Dr. Weiss] She's made progress
the last few weeks,

but it could take months.

She may never remember
the face of the assailant.

I know this man is guilty,
but how can I prove it

when one victim is dead
and the other has no memory?

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Living in a real world
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We try to rise above
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All we see
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Searching for something
to believe
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♪One day, you'll find
you can make a life
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That's worth living through
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If you are living
for the truth
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All that
we're trying to win
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Feels like
a mountain to climb
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We can make it over
over time
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Hold on
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Hold on
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We can make it over
over time
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Hold on
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We can make it over
over time
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I can't believe
the heat's still out.

-I can't operate like this.
-Look at it this way.

After case review,
you can go out and hold
a few armored vehicles.

I am completely numb.

I can't feel my toes.

Not to worry.
I just felt them,
and they're fine.

Good morning.

I have been assured
by the powers that be

that the heat will be
fixed by the end of the day.

-[Mike] Yeah, sure. Absolutely.
-Right.

[Briggs] You ought to file
a class-action suit

for intentional infliction
of frostbite.

Searls, I assume that you
are closing today
on People v. Moran.

God-willing. This case
took longer to try than
the pyramids took to build.

Good. Julie,
People v. Landos, murder one,
assault in the first degree?

Starting trial today, boss.
It's an M.E. case.

I'm relying
on the medical examiner
and forensics.

Victims?

The defendant shot
John Zimmerman

in front of his wife,
Jana Carlton, a corporate
attorney, age 28.

She was severely beaten,
sexual assault averted

only when an off-duty detective
came in response to her calls.

[indistinct conversations]

Uncuff him, Hennessey.

No problem.
It's your funeral.

Mr. Landos, sorry we haven't
been able to get together
since before grand jury.

I just got out
of a month-long trial.

You win?

No, I didn't.
What happened to your hand?

Oh, a couple guys jumped
me with a razor blade.

It's nothing.
What happens today?

After we select the jury,
the state will go first.

Julie Janovich
is prosecuting.

The same chick
at the arraignment?

-Yeah.
-Ooh, that's a nice piece.

-The victim, Jana Carlton...
-The victim? No, no, no.

That bitch never ID'd me.

She's testifying as to
her physical condition.

Yeah, right.

Listen, it's been a while.

-Let me tell you what happened.
-Mm-hmm.

-First, I went
for a walk to the park.
-I know all that, Jack.

When you left the park,
you got approximately
three blocks into the city?

Yeah. Then these cops,
you know, they pull up,

they drag me
into the patrol car,
bring me back to the park.

You know, they had me
cuffed, they threw me
down on the ground.

-I mean,
there's blood everywhere.
-Mm-hmm.

This detective looks at me,
and he says, "That's him."

He says, I got blood on me.

Yeah, no kidding.
I got blood on me.

-So they arrest me.
-Right.

Okay, better hurry up.

Let me finish
telling you what happened.

Got everything I need
to know. I don't want
to be late for court.

Yeah, I know,
but what do you think?

-You believe me?
-What I believe
is not important.

What is, is that
I got a good case
for no probable cause

for arrest,
mistaken identity,
and police brutality.

Good. That's good.

-Hennessey.
-Wait, wait, wait.

And what about my priors?

They're irrelevant.
Unless you take the stand,

Hennessey!

How's that fit? All right?

Yeah, good.

[Julie] Detective,
what did you see
when you arrived at the scene?

A bloodbath.

Objection. Move to strike.

Granted.

[Perry] Okay.

I saw a man
lying on the ground.

Looked like a bullet had
gone through his left eye.

There was a lot of blood.

There was also a woman nearby

that was naked
from her waist down,

and she was
bleeding pretty badly
from her gash to her head.

[Julie] I now show you
People's Exhibit D,

photograph taken at the scene.

Is this what you saw?

That's it.

Your Honor, I request
the jury view this exhibit.

That's fine.

Then what did you see?

[Perry] I saw a man running.

He was Caucasian. He...

Slight build,
light brown hair.

He had torn blue jeans,
a jeans jacket.

I chased after him
maybe a half a mile,
and then I lost him.

That's when I called in.

What happened then?

I waited for the ambulances
and the backup officers.

Maybe a half hour later,

a uniformed policeman came
with this gentleman in cuffs.

He matched my description.

He had blood
all over his T-shirt

Thank you.
Nothing further.

Detective Perry,
what were you doing
at the scene of the crime

before my client
was brought there?

-Were you standing around?
-No. I was talking
to the officers.

I was telling them
what happened, etc.

So you were working.

Yeah, my life story.

Do you recall
exactly where
Mr. Landos was

when you first
saw him brought
to the scene?

He was lying
on the ground.

Oh, so you didn't
actually see him
brought into the scene?

I guess not.

So how do you know
he had blood on his T-shirt
when he arrived?

Isn't it possible he got
blood on him when he
was thrown to the ground?

-No.
-No?

-Possible, but the arresting
officers said...
-Thank you.

Detective Perry,

you never actually saw
my client's face, did you?

That is not until he was
brought to the scene.

Yeah, but he matched
the description

of the man that I saw
running from the scene.

But not the description
you called in.

I don't know
what description
I called into the station.

No, we wouldn't
expect you to.

However, according
to your oral description

transcribed
by the police operator,

you state, among other things,

that the man
running from the scene

was approximately
six feet tall and
weighed 190 pounds.

Does this refresh
your memory?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, but--
-Thank you.

Mr. Landos,
would you mind standing up
for the benefit of the jury?

Would it surprise you
to learn, Detective,

that Mr. Landos is
only 5 feet 8 inches tall

and weighs only 159 pounds?

Hey, look!

The man was running
from the scene
of a crime, okay?

-I wasn't able to get...
-Didn't what?

You didn't get
a good look at him?

Is that what you're trying
to say, Detective?

-Detective Perry?
-That's all right, Your Honor.

The detective
has answered my questions.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Yeah, it's a little station
in Oregon.

Oregon? That many
of us in Oregon?

-No, they're not.
-None of us in Oregon
doing the news.

-Oh, no, the weather.
-The weather?

This one morning,
I sit down in my spot.

I put my mic on.
I have three minutes to go.

I look down,
and there's no weather copy.

-So what do you do?
-What do I do?

I jump up,

take off my mic,
sprint out of the room,

out of the studio,

across the street,
into the newsroom,

rip the weather from the wire.

[laughing]

I sprint back
into the station.
By the time I get there,

the director
is standing there saying,

-"Six, five, four... "
-Oh, my gosh.

I sit down. I put my mic on.
I cannot believe it.

Two, one.
I've finally done it.

I open my mouth. I cannot talk.

-[laughing]
-I cannot talk.

I am so out of breath
and so full of adrenaline.

I mean, I literally
have to sit there

for a minute like this.
[gasping] "One sec."

Lot of heavy
breathing over the air.
Bet the ratings were high.

That's the funny thing.
No calls, nobody noticing.

It's like the longest
moment of my life.

Of course. [chuckles]

That's wonderful.

Oh, dear.

So...

is that what you like
best about reporting, the...

the rush?

Hmm.

I think what I like best
about what I do now

is meeting new people.

Uh-huh.

And men?

Ugh. Worst part.

Well, you know,
I have a 12-hour job.

There's nobody at work, so...

Well, what about you?

No. There's, um...
no one.

Well, there must have
been someone.

Well, yeah,
there was someone, and...

-Her name was Delia.
-Huh.

She... [clears throat]
worked for an
inner-city council.

She helped people
find low-cost housing.

Hmm.

-Shelter for the homeless.
-Hmm.

She was a fighter.

She, um...

was someone who wouldn't...

who didn't believe
in the word "no".

Ah.

So what happened?

She was killed.

Oh, no.

Yeah, we... I was with her.

It was a... It was a mugging.

You know, sometimes
I wake up in the morning,
and it's strange, you know?

I-I think...

I forgot to tell
Delia something, you know.

I should... I should
call her on the phone.

You know, and, of course,
I remember that...

I'm sorry. I shouldn't...

No, no, it's okay. It's okay.
I've done stories about this,

-but I can't imagine
what it would be like...
-Let's talk about you, um...

After you left Oregon,
you went where?

Uh... the Big Apple.

[Peter] All right, Jack.
We got a big day tomorrow.

Yeah, they thought
they could nail me, huh?

You know, I didn't think
you'd be this good.

I didn't think
I could trust you.

Yeah, well, you can.
Look, as I first
explained to you,

everything you say to me
is confidential.

Yeah, I know.

So, look.

I wasn't there.
I don't know what happened.

But I need to know
what they're gonna say.

-About what?
-Well, for starters,

lab reports indicate there
was no blood on the jacket.

What are you doing?

Jack, give me
the razor blade.

No, I need it
for protection.

You're just gonna
make things worse.
Give me the razor blade.

[sighs]

[police sirens wailing]

Careful. Don't cut yourself.

So?

So?

If the cops were
throwing you around,

why was blood
only on your T-shirt?

What difference
does it make?

Them guys testified
against me already.

-They can't hurt me now.
-There is a discrepancy.

The prosecution
could recall them.

Let 'em. Let 'em try.
They're all so stupid.

Jack, I don't understand
why blood was found
only on your T-shirt.

-[sighs]
-Hmm?

[chuckles]

One born every minute.

[chuckles] Oh, yeah.

You want me to
spell it out for you?

See, the reason there
wasn't any blood on the jacket

was because when I put
the bullet in the dude's eye,

I wasn't wearing it.

It's a good thing, too.

The jacket had
cost me a lot of money.
It's brand-new.

Jack, I don't want
to hear this.

Did I tell you
she wasn't wearing a bra?

I wanted to do her,
but she ran.

-When I caught up with her,
she fought me.
-My job's to defend you.

Man, she was strong, too,
but I smashed her with the gun.

You know,
I calmed her
down real nice.

Took her shorts off.

Took her panties off.

Pink.

Pale pink.

Then that fat pig
comes along.

[sighs]

You know,

I'm really glad
that you're my lawyer

and that I can
tell you anything.

And now that you know
exactly what happened,

you can figure out
just how to get me off.

It's finally happened.

We are part of
the disappearing
middle class.

So, where was it that you
thought we were gonna

find this extra $14,000
for private school?

I don't know.
I was hoping maybe

we could take out
another loan.

You want tuna?

No, I got to go
to Arnold's club today.

We are already paying off
a second for the new roof.

Well, then, I don't know.

Bureau chief for
the district attorney's office.

Sounds important, doesn't it?

[chuckles] Important, yes.

Rich? Hmm.

I don't know.
Maybe I should get a job.

We cannot afford
private school.
That's all there is to it.

Gene, I can't accept that.

I drop Katie and Brian
off every day,

and I don't know
if they're safe.

There are teenagers
selling drugs

right in front
of that school.

This is crazy. Drugs, gangs.

I mean,
when we talked
about colors,

we were talking
about school colors,
not gang colors.

Public school was great
when we went there.

I don't want to go
to private school.

All my friends
go to Madison.

Naomi Parks goes
to private school.

She's stuck up
since her nose job.

Would you wait
in the car, please?
Be there in a minute.

-Okay.
-Mm-hmm.

-Bye, Dad.
-Get your lunch.

Bye, sweetheart.

I guess what I mean is
I think we're running away
from the problem.

We should go to
school board meetings.

We should form a committee.
We could get more involved.

Gene, you know, you still
want to change the world,
and I love you for that.

I can't believe that I'm about
to say what I'm going to say.

I'm the one
who was heartbroken

when my dad wouldn't let me
join the Peace Corps.

But right now,

the only thing
I care about is my own kids.

And I just want
what's best for them.

[sighs]

[Sam]
Damn heating system.
It's like Siberia in here.

So, what's going on?

Landos case.

Uh, husband and wife
riding through the park.

He's shot, killed.
She can't remember.

Right, right. How's it going?

I want to be taken off the case.

What, are you sick?
Please, don't get sick on me.

I already got five out.
Running a temperature myself.

-Sam, I'm not sick.
-Good.

I don't think
I can handle this one.

[chuckles]

You know, Bauer,
you kill me.

The day you leave this joint,
which is gonna be

a hell of a lot sooner
than I ever will,

and you walk for
that glass tower
across the street

at 75 per,

then you can
pick and choose
your cases.

Sam, the guy...

-The guy is crazy.
-Plead insanity.

He's not that kind
of crazy.

He's a sociopath.

Sam, he told me in detail
about how he killed him.

Bauer, it's not your job

to determine the guilt
or innocence of your client.

I know that, Sam,
but he's guilty.

He did it,
and he'll do it again.

Now, if there was something
I could do, if I could...

You want to be a hero?
Go join the Foreign Legion.

Here?

You even think about
sabotaging your own case,

and your ass will be
spending more time

standing in front
of the State Bar
than sitting on the john.

-You're a public
defender, Bauer.
-[phone ringing]

Nobody said
it was going to be easy.

Better 500 guilty men go free
than one innocent man convicted.

Blackstone.

Do you still believe it?

It's why I came here
in the first place.

That's why you
got to go back there

and make that prosecution
prove their case.

Innocent until
proven guilty.

Don't you get it, Bauer?

This entire system of justice

depends upon that scum
client of yours going free.

Mr. Accosta, among the tests
you performed,

you also ran a test
for blood type, correct?

[Accosta] Right.
We always do that.

What blood type
was found on the T-shirt
of the defendant?

Type O.

The same blood type
as the deceased?

Yes, that's correct.

Thank you.
No further questions.

Mr. Bauer.

Mr. Accosta, I'd like to
go ove,r once again,

the chain of custody
regarding the blood sample.

A sample was taken
by the coroner's office.

They then sent it
to our lab for testing.

I see. And you performed
the tests and you received
the results?

-[Accosta] Yes, sir.
-I see.

Mr. Accosta, you...

you perform hundreds
of blood type tests a week.

-Is that correct?
-[Accosta] Yes, I do.

And you did not perform
the autopsy

-on the victim,
Mr. John Zimmerman?
-No. No, sir.

And you were not privy
to the autopsy report?

I don't have to see it
to perform blood tests.

[Peter] I see.

Is there anything
further, Mr. Bauer?

Yes.

Yes, there is.

[papers crinkling]

Mr. Accosta,

I'm going to show you now
a copy of the autopsy report.

I would like you
to read out loud

for the benefit of the jury
the blood type of the victim.

[Accosta] It says that
the victim's blood type was...

type A.

And not O.

And yet you testified,
Mr. Accosta,

that the blood found
on Mr. Landos' T-shirt
was type O.

So how do you explain
this inconsistency?

I don't know.
Maybe the coroner...

Your Honor, may we approach?

[judge] Yes.

[Julie] Excuse me.

Judge, I relied
on the criminologist's report

that stated
the blood types matched.

There's an error
in the report.

I would like to request
a continuance

to exhume the body and have
the blood tests redone.

Ms. Janovich, we can't
sit here for three weeks

waiting for you
to dig up a body.

The defendant,
as you recall,
has a right to a speedy trial.

Your Honor, that's unfair.

Maybe.

But the people are not
entitled to a fair trial.

The defendant is.

With all due respect,
Your Honor,
this is a murder trial,

and I am relying heavily
on blood type,

and all the other tests,
DNA, fingernail scrapings,
were inconclusive.

I need this evidence.

Mr. Bauer.

There's no objection.

Very well.

I will continue for one week.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this court will be in recess

-for a period of one week.
-What is it?

The jury is admonished
not to speak...

I have to exhume the body.

...to anyone
concerning this case.

-Court is adjourned.
-[sighs]

He was cremated.

[Landos] A continuance?
What does it mean?

[Peter] They need time
to gather evidence.

[judge] Mr. Bower
and Ms. Janovich,

any further paperwork
should be filed with my clerk.

I'll see you back
here on the 29th.

What, you just
didn't hit it off?

-[Maggie]
That's not it.
I liked it.
-What's the problem?

The problem is
he's already involved.

Mike? With who?

A woman named Delia.

-Oh, Maggie, but...
-Yeah, no,

it's the way
he talked about her.

He really loved her.
He still does.
He's just not ready.

Line two, Maggie.

I have to put you
on hold, okay?

-No problem.
-Okay.

-[knock on door]
-You busy?

Oh, uh, personal?

No, it's okay. I'm on hold.

I really liked her.
She took me by surprise.

[Maggie]
Linda,
sorry, it's so crazy.

-Yeah, I know what you mean.
-I was nervous

and she just put me at my ease.

-It's just that after Carl,
his ex-wife...
-Uh-huh.

-She made me feel good.
-And his kids...

I need to know that someone
wants to be with me.

-That sounds good.
-She listened.

You know what it's like to have
somebody really listen?

-I hope you don't
think I'm being callous.
-Not really.

She cared about
what I was saying.

But I want to be with somebody
who wants to have fun.

I understand.

-Someone who...
-She's a very special person.

-Jump in the lake
with clothes on.
-Willing to take chances.

Someone who'll watch
Singin' in the Rain
with me.

-I know the number.
-So do I. I'm gonna
ask her out again.

He's nice,
but I don't think
I should see him again.

Well, whatever you say.

-I gotta go. Talk later.
-I better go. Later.

-Bye. Maggie.
-[line disconnects]

Maggie. [sighs]

[sighs]

Julie! I was just
looking for you.

-Do you have a second?
-I have an appearance in A

-on another case.
-I'll walk with you.

I thought
maybe we could talk plea.

-Plea?
-[shushes]

Are you serious?

Your original offer
was 15 to life.

He'll take
a voluntary high-term,

I think the judge
might max out at 13.

-I can live with that.
-What's going on?

[scoffs] What do you mean?

I mean, what do you know
that I don't?

Because right now,
it is pretty clear that
I am losing this case badly.

And I doubt that
you haven't noticed that.

[sighs]

-Peter, are you okay?
-I'm fine.

Right. I just...

I thought we could
dispose of this. Is that okay?

Okay! I wish I knew
what the hell was going on,

but who am I to look
a gift horse in the mouth?
Voluntary high term.

Okay, I'll take it
to my client.
I'll get back to you.

Are you out of your mind?
You cop a plea?

Good deal, Jack.
You'll be out less than 10.

Man, you are much
more stupid than I thought.

We're winning.

You tore apart the detective,
the lab guy,

the broad can't remember,
the ADA chick's got nothing.

They haven't rested yet.
They could find another witness.

-They could find
the murder weapon.
-They ain't finding nothing.

You can't say that.
They got 20 cops
scouring the park for that gun.

-They could find it.
-They ain't gonna find it.

What if they do?
What if they do?

-I've seen cases where
the defense is--
-They ain't gonna find it!

They ain't gonna find it
because it's not in the park.

I hid it in an alley
off of 10th Street.

-I don't wanna hear it.
-Wait--

-I don't wanna hear it!
-Why not?

Why not? You said
I could tell you anything.

What are you gonna do?

You gonna turn me in?

You can't.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna walk
out of here a free man.

I can taste it. Yeah.

Hey, turnkey!

[keys jangle, door unlocks]

[door locks]

So, I'm waiting outside of
Alvarez's court, you know?

When I start talking to
this guy sitting next to me
on the bench, see?

Must be over 100 degrees
in here, huh?

-Yeah, so, anyway--
-Fixed the heat, I think
they kind of overdid it.

Hey, I'm talking here.

-Sorry.
-Okay, so, anyway,

this guy, see, he's dressed
to the nines, right?

He's got on a $1,500 suit,
Italian briefcase.

He starts telling me
how to handle the judge, right?

Said he's been in court
four times before.

We're sitting there.
We're talking.

We're trading strategies
and stuff.

And, uh, Gary, he's the bailiff
over from D, right?

He comes over,
and he starts leading
this guy into the courtroom.

He's handcuffed.

He's my defendant.

[laughing]

He's my def--
He's my defendant.

-[Jo Ann laughs]
-He's my def--

You all right, Julie?

-He was supposed to
meet me here at 8 o'clock.
-Who?

[woman] Oh, okay.

-[Jo Ann] Hey, Detective.
-Counselor Harris.

[Julie] Perry,
where have you been?

Oh, I've been sunbathing
on the Riviera.

Where do you think
I've been?

-Well?
-We couldn't find it. Sorry.

Well, then you haven't
looked hard enough.

Why are you busting my chops?

You think I don't want
to find the gun?

Detective, I have
to be back in court
at 4 o'clock this afternoon.

If you're not here
with the weapon,

I am probably going
to lose this case.
Do you understand that?

You know as well as I do,
if that was a cop
that had been killed,

you would've turned over
every pebble in this city.
Now go find me that gun.

All right. Don't worry about it.

-PMS?
-Shut up, Briggs.

Shut up, Briggs.

[Julie] How long did you say
you've known each other?

Oh. Since law school.

Yeah, we took one look
at each other

across the room in Contracts,
and that was that.

We, you know, lived
together for a while and...

only got married
a little over a year ago.

Do you remember anything
he said to you that morning?

He...

He didn't want to go biking.

He wanted to stay in
and make love.

But you wanted to go.

And once we got going,
he was happy.

He was...

What, Jana?

What? Think.

Did he say anything
to you when he stopped
to fix the tire?

-No, I don't remember.
-You must remember something.

-Try.
-I can't! I can't!

Look at him.
Look at him.

This man laughed
as he pulled the trigger.

-He tried to rape you.
-Don't, Julie.

He hit you over and over again.

-He was going to kill you.
-Don't you think I have tried?

-You have to.
I am going to lose this case.
-You?

What about me?

How do you think I feel
looking at this picture,

seeing him, hearing
what he did to John?

What he did to me,
unable to remember?

[sobs] How do you
think that feels?

You're going to lose this case.

What do you think I've lost?

[sobbing]

[Mike] Oh. Linda!

-Hi.
-Yeah, hi.

She turned me down. Maggie.

I called to see
if she wanted to go out,
she said that she was busy.

I could tell
it was a brush off.
I don't get it.

I mean...

Yeah, did she
tell you anything?

Did you talk to her?
What? I mean, she didn't...

She likes you a lot.
She doesn't feel that you're
ready for another relationship.

She feels as though you
haven't gotten over Delia.

She asked me about her.

Mike, it's the way
that you told her.

You've got to understand,
Maggie is coming off
of a really bad relationship.

All-night arguments, baggage
from this guy's prior marriage.

She's looking for
is just somebody who's,

-you know, a little more...
-More what?

[stutters]

-Say it.
-Fun!

Fun? I'm not fun?

I can be as much fun
as the next guy.

What else? What? What?
What else did she say?

Just that she wanted
someone who would

jump in the lake
with all his clothes on

and watch
Singin' in the Rain
with her.

-That kind of...
-Mm-hmm. Fine.

I haven't got time
for any of this.
To hell with it.

-[sighs]
-[Mike] I don't believe it.
You know...

Try to be...

-[elevator bell sings]
-Singin' in the Rain?

Just take it off,
and I'll hem it for you.

Okay, thanks.

Here.

Hi.

Hi, honey.

-Hi, Daddy.
-Hi, sweetheart.

-[phone ringing]
-I got it.

[water running]

-[sighs]
-[water turns off]

You're going to take a bath?

Finally.

[Gene] Oh.

Why?

No, nothing. I just was
really looking forward
to taking a bath.

Oh, well, then, okay.
You take it.

No, don't be silly.
It's your bath. Okay.

Okay. Listen, how bad
a day did you have?

-On a scale of...
-One to ten.

Uh... Eight and a half.

I win. Get out of here.

Why? What happened?

-I went to an employment agency.
-You what?

I went to
an employment agency,

and it was very humiliating.

I sat there,
a college-educated woman

who put her husband
through law school,

and listened to
this counselor tell me

that I did not have
any marketable skills.

You don't have to do this.
I will find the money
for the private schools.

Maybe my mother could help.

It's not just
the private school, Gene.

Look, Jessie, you do not
have to get a job.

But I want to.
The kids are growing up now.

Katie's going
to be driving soon.

God help us.

And I know that there's
something I can contribute.

It's not just to this family.

If I could find a job
where I felt like

I was doing something good
and earning a paycheck...

Well, then, maybe I'd...

I don't know,
I'd just feel useful. [sighs]

[chuckles softly]

Come here.

-[sighs]
-[kisses]

Your bath is getting cold.

[sighs]

Will you scrub my back?

That... and more.

[door creaks]

[thunder rumbles]

[indistinct conversations]

[traffic noises]

[music playing]

Taxi!

♪
I'm singin' in the rain
♪

♪
Just singin' in the rain
♪

Mike?

♪
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
♪

♪
I'm...
♪

-[humming]
-You're singing!

♪
So dark up above
♪

♪
The sun's in my heart
♪

-
♪
And I'm ready for love
♪
-Oh, yeah?

♪
Let the stormy clouds
♪

♪
Chase everyone
♪

♪
From the place
♪

[people exclaiming]

♪
Come on with the rain
♪

♪
I have a smile on my face
♪

♪
I walk down the lane
♪

♪
With a happy refrain
♪

-♪
And I'm singing
♪
-Be careful!

♪
Ha! Just singing
in the rain
♪

I can't believe it!

♪
I'm dancing in the rain
♪

Ha! I saw Liza do this once.
Puddles, right? Puddles.

[crowd laughing]

Ha! Ha!

[laughs]

Gene, who?

Ah!

-Ah!
-[laughs]

Okay.

MAGGIE: Now what?

-[crowd talking excitedly]
-Oh!

Would you excuse me?

Ha-ha!

Ha!

Yeah!

Okay, here we go.

The big one.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

[laughing]

[Mike] Here we go. Okay.

-[crowd laughing]
-[Mike] Ha! Ha!

[grunts]

[crowd laughs]

-Are you okay?
-[crowd applauds]

Well... Nothing's broken.

Except my pride.

[laughs]

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?
Obviously making
a fool out of myself.

Oh, I know.

But I loved it.

[music ends]

[both laughing]

Well, why don't you
come and watch the movie
at my place, on tape?

It's a lot safer.

I'm not so sure.

[laughs]

Come on, you got a deal.

[Maggie laughs]

Call your next witness,
Ms. Janovich.

Ms. Janovich.

The prosecution rests,
Your Honor.

What?

Will counsel please approach?

You have nothing more
to present in this matter,
Ms. Janovich?

No, Your Honor.

I... I take it that you've

thoroughly considered
all the ramifications.

I have, Your Honor.

Mr. Bauer, do you make
any motions at this time?

Mr. Bauer?

Yes, Your Honor.

Very well.

Step back.

The jury is excused.

Bailiff.

Mr. Bauer.

Your Honor, at this time,
the defense moves to dismiss

on the grounds that
the prosecution has failed
to prove a prima facie case.

I would respectfully
ask this court to review
the evidence submitted,

defined for my client,

dismiss these proceedings,
and let him go free.

[indistinct conversations]

[judge] The unfortunate reality

is that the prosecution has not
met their burden of proof.

Without a positive ID,

without solid forensic evidence
to place the defendant

as the guilty party,

I must grant the defendant's
motion for dismissal.

The defendant is free to go.

Hey, hey, man.

You did it.

I knew you could.
I told you.

Hey, you know,
we better stay in touch.

You never know
when I might need
your services again.

Anyway, thanks for doing
such a good job for me.

Listen to me. Listen!
I want you to hear something.

What I did today,
I didn't do for you.
You understand that?

You deserve
to be put away.

The only reason I made sure
that didn't happen

is 'cause we're in
a court of law.

You understand that?

You know what that is?
Take a look.

Take a look. You see that?
You see that?

This means
something to me, Jack.

It doesn't mean anything
to you or to people like you,

but it means something to me.

[spits]

The hell with you
and your stinking law!

Your law means nothing to me!

You're just as stupid
as the rest of them!

You think you're in control?

You're nothing!
You're a nobody!

A nothing!

You're nothing!

[indistinct conversations]

I don't owe you nothing.

Give me some money.

You're stupid.

[clattering]

[clanging]

[Perry] Bauer.

Why'd you call me down here?

Landos?
That's great.

What am I supposed
to do with this now?

I didn't want Jack
to get a hold of it.

He can buy another one
on Main Street for 20 bucks.

And he probably has already.

Why now? Why now?

I just wanted you
to know where it was

and to tell you
to look out for him.

You bleeding hearts,
you really blow me away.

You know that?

Now that
you've handed this over,

I suppose you feel
all clean inside?

Is that what it is?
Well, you're not!

You're just as guilty
as he is!

Why the hell
didn't you do your job?

-What are you talking about?
-What am I talking about?

We're three blocks
from the murder site.

I found the gun.
Why didn't you?

You found it
because your client
told you where it is.

Now, back off!

You don't get it, do you?

This all works if we do
what we're supposed to.

This doesn't have
to happen this way.

I did my job.
Why the hell
didn't you do yours?

Your job? You did your job?

I wanted you
to tell me one thing.

How do you sleep at night?
Just tell me!

How do you sleep
at night, knowing that
he's gonna do it again?

[grunting]

[groaning]

Stay down, Bauer.

Stay alive.

[Peter grunting]

What's the matter with you?
What do you want?

[groaning]

Come on. [grunts]

[coughing]

[Peter coughing]

[grunting]

[panting]

[theme music playing]

[roaring]