All language subtitles for Equal Justice s02e06 Do No Harm.eng

[elevator bell dings]

[Gene] How you feeling?
You up to this?

It's okay. My obstetrician
says it's okay if I testify

as long as you don't ask
the baby any questions.

-All clear there.
-Roberta!

I don't have to talk
to him, do I?

That's up to you.

Can we have a moment?

Don't go.

Roberta,
I'm your father, please.

My father?

No, you're not.
Not anymore.

Roberta, don't.

Please don't testify.

Mr. Rothsfield,
you are now interfering

-with a state witness.
-Her mother didn't want this.

-That's enough.
-You're gonna help put a man in jail

who did what your mother
begged him to do?

Mr. Rothsfield,
I know this is very painful for your family,

but what you are doing now
cannot happen.

After her testimony,
you can say whatever you like.

Look, Mr. Rogan, you people
act like I went out and bought a gun.

-Why don't you go
after some real criminals? -What do you think you are?

You let a stranger
come in the house and kill my mother?

How could you do that?

How could you
let that happen?

God, Roberta, I have
to live with this, too.

At least you're alive.

Living in a real world

We try to rise above

All we see, searching for
something to believe

One day, you'll find
you can make a life

That's worth living through

If you are living
for the truth

All that we're trying to win

Feels like a mountain
to climb

We can make it over
over time

Hold on

Hold on

We can make it over
over time

Hold on

Hold on

We can make it over
over time

[bailiff] Case number 103-579.

People versus Delvecchio.

The adventure continues.

Your Honor, the people
request a one-month continuance.

Your Honor,
if ADA Brigman still won't try Mr. Delvecchio--

Refresh my memory, counselors.

Defendant Delvecchio
is charged

with the attempted murder
of Salvatore Pancione.

The infamous bullet
to the gluteus maximus.

Motivated by Mr. Pancione's
carnal knowledge of my client's fiance.

Ms. Siditski,
let's wait for a jury before we try the case.

I should've been a better shot,
he'd be singing soprano.

If you treated the woman right
in the first place--

-Who is that that man?
-That is the victim, Your Honor.

You will be
a victim again, sir, if you don't sit down.

And Mr. Delvecchio, shut up.

You've already entered
a plea of not guilty.

Let's not spoil it
with a confession.

Mr. Brigman, we seem
to have a full house.

Why not go to trial
right now?

Your Honor,
the arresting officer, Detective Harvey Broyles,

has recently retired
to a cabin in Vermont.

The people would have
to hand deliver a subpoena,

-and of course, he would
have to arrange a schedule. -Why? The fish biting?

Your Honor, we won't
waive time past the 26th.

Mr. Brigman's delays
gave Broyles

the chance to retire
in the first place.

Mr. Brigman,
I'm not in sympathy with a continuance,

so unless you can
come up with--

Your Honor,
the property clerk's office

seems to have misplaced
the weapon temporarily.

All your evidence
has disappeared?

No, no, not quite, Your Honor.
Uh, there is a couch

upon which the victim was...
[Brigman clears throat]

It includes commingled blood
from the ensuing fight.

Well, try not to lose
the couch, too.

One month,
trial set for the 26th.

However, if you are
not in court prepared,

I will entertain
a motion to dismiss.

I want your witnesses here,
and I want your evidence here.

Hey! Witness this evidence!

Oh, Jesus!

Bailiff, get him out of here!

[Pancione] Exhibit A!

Look and see
what that maniac did to me!

This is Exhibit A,
I'm telling you!

Take a look at this,
at that maniac!

My name
is Mary Beth Rossfield.

Today, October 29th,
my mind is clear,

but my body
is at war with itself.

My doctors have told me

that I have
incurable brain cancer,

and in a few months,
my thoughts will grow confused,

my bodily functions
will deteriorate,

and I will no longer be able
to take care of myself.

I have chosen to end my life
before the decline begins,

and I have engaged
Dr. William Strathmore

to help me in my transition
to the other side.

Judge Keller is letting
the whole thing in as evidence.

Since when is permission
to commit a crime relevant?

[Gene] Doesn't matter,
Arnold. It's too late.

-He's already ruled.
-Okay.

You let them frame this case
in that courtroom

as the right to die,
then you lose.

I know that.

But we're not talking
about pulling the plug on somebody in a coma.

This doctor gave a lethal drug

to an active, alert,
functioning human being.

That's not mercy.
That's murder.

It's playing God.

Tell me this, Mr. Prosecutor.

What plans do we have
for cross-examining a ghost?

What happened
when you tried to contact your mother?

Um, I called my parents

to see how their New Year's Eve
had gone,

and my father answered--

My father wouldn't put
my mother on the phone,

and that just freaked me out,
so I got in the car, I drove right over.

We live about five miles apart.

[Gene] What, if anything,
did you find?

Um, my father
came to the door,

and he said
we had to let her go.

And he tried to hold me back,
but I ran right up the stairs to the bedroom.

And Dr. Strathmore
was standing next to her,

and she was hooked up
to this, uh, thing,

like it came from a hospital.
It was that thing right there.

Let the record reflect
the witness has indicated prosecution exhibit one.

And what did you do
after you entered the room?

Well, I started yelling
at them to stop it.

They were killing her.

And they tried to stop me,

but I pulled the IV out,
and I called the paramedics.

[sobbing] But I was too late.

When was the first time
your mother

ever discussed the issue
of suicide with you?

It was after the CAT scan,

when they told her
that she probably wouldn't last the year.

Um, they told her
she would have problems

controlling when she went
to the bathroom,

having more seizures,

you know, acting crazy...

-all kinds of bad news.
-Would you say your mother was depressed

-when she went to see
Dr. Strathmore? -Of course. I mean...

she was gonna die.

And what happened after
she saw Dr. Strathmore?

That's when she started talking
about suicide all the time.

My God, he's a doctor,
he's supposed to help her, he's not supposed to kill her!

And she still had time.

Thank you.

Nothing further.

Mrs. Sitkov...

isn't it true that,

in fact, after your mother
saw Dr. Strathmore,

her attitude improved,
knowing she was going to be out of pain soon?

Because he told her
what she wanted to hear,

so she would feel relieved,
if that's what you mean.

In your judgment,
was your mother clear-headed before she died?

No, she was not.

Before she died,
your mother wrote her will,

scheduled a vacation trip,
interviewed doctors.

Doesn't that sound like someone
who knew what she was doing?

When I told my mom
I was pregnant, she cried.

She was so happy.

She said she couldn't
wait to hold this baby.

And three months later,
she's dead.

Does that sound
clear-headed to you?

You didn't know my mom.

My mother was a fighter.

He picked her
to make his point.

He didn't care about her.

And now, she's dead.
We're all alone.

And she's never gonna
hold this baby.

Not for one minute.

Not for one minute.

Mirelli, we already had a date.
Why push our luck?

Because you had a great time.

-I had a good time.
-Well, good is great.

-What are you doing
tomorrow night? -I have plans.

I'm going
to an art gallery opening, okay?

It's not your kind of thing.

What kind are you
talking about? Picasso? Da Vinci?

What do you know
about those guys?

-They're Italian, like me.
-Picasso is Spanish.

-Oh, no kidding.
-No kidding.

I knew a Spanish guy
when I worked down on Harper Street.

This is a funny story.
We were on a stakeout. And this guy--

-We had to send one guy, right?
-Mirelli, if, on a long shot, I decide to go out with you,

will you promise
not to tell me the story?

-I promise.
-You promise?

-I do.
-Maybe I'll go out with you.

-It's a great story.
-You can't tell me.

You've got
the Stroud burglary on Thursday,

not on Friday.

At least you've got
something on,

my case is stubbornly refused
to go to trial.

Hey, boss,
this isn't right here.

Take it up with the
keeper of the schedule. I'm in court.

-Man's got a tough case.
-Yeah, but don't you think we should be prosecuting people

who kill people
who don't want to be killed?

You've got a couch?

I've had my paperwork in
for five months.

All I get is the runaround.

Ooh, beige leather.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, don't.

Don't touch the merchandise,
huh?

-That's, uh, that's evidence.
-Evidence?

Down, boys. You know,
when this comes to trial next month,

I'll be damned
if this is gonna be decorating

-some property clerk's walk-up.
-So you get to keep it until trial?

Listen, uh, you wanna take
this till yours comes through?

There's gotta be
an angle, Briggs.

Oh, there's always
an angle with me, Jo Ann.

Case goes with it. Package deal.

Briggs, I'm not
gonna do your work

for some beige, leather couch.

You know, uh, Delvecchio's
an attempted murder.

Haven't had one of those.

This will go to trial.

Are you kidding?
I got a trial date.

-It's on the calendar.
-[sighs]

Yeah, I, uh,
I don't see a problem

if you want to trade.

Okay, Briggs.

Okay. Congratulations.

Uh, boys, she'll, uh,
tell you where it goes.

It's just right down there.
It says "Harris" on the door.

Wait a second.
Wait a second. Briggs!

Yeah?

Why is this evidence?

Attempted murder
during an act of intercourse.

Sex and violence.
Think of it as a love seat.

[gasps]

Not exactly safe sex.

Hey, a few accent pillows,
who knows?

[groans]

[counselor] Mr. Rossfield,
did you agree

with your wife's decision
to end her life?

No. No, I didn't.
I tried to talk her out of it.

She said if it was between

leaving this world
as a whole human being

or as an invalid
who was waiting to die...

it was no choice.

That's why she had me
shoot the videotape.

Did your wife ever ask
for your help in her suicide?

Yes. If you love someone
the way I loved Mary Beth,

you, uh...

I wanted to help.

But I couldn't.

I just couldn't.

Did Dr. Strathmore
advocate suicide to your wife?

No. He tried
to talk us out of it at the first meeting.

And yet he stands
accused in this court

of rendering lethal aid
to your wife.

Mary Beth begged him.

She said if he wouldn't help,
she'd get a gun.

Thank you, Mr. Rossfield.

Nothing further.

Did Dr. Strathmore
ever refer your wife

-to a psychiatrist?
-No.

When was the first time
Dr. Strathmore

discussed methods of suicide
with your wife?

At the first meeting.

At the first meeting?

But you just told this court
that he tried to talk

your wife out of suicide
at that initial meeting.

We must have talked for
half an hour before it came up.

So, in less than 30 minutes,
Dr. Strathmore went from talking

your wife out of suicide

to giving her advice
on how to do it?

She wanted to do it.

-Did she ever express
doubt about that? -Of course she did!

You don't wake up
one morning and say, "I'm gonna kill myself."

It's a process, a painful one.

And under what circumstances
did she express that doubt?

At Thanksgiving, we had
the whole family over.

Everybody came, because
by then, we all knew what...

knew what was happening
with Mary Beth.

And she talked about
sticking it out.

And the videotape was made
at the end of October. Is that correct?

That's right.

So, in other words,
one month

after declaring
her intention to kill herself,

your wife changed her mind?

It was after
Thanksgiving dinner.

It was a very emotional time.

Mr. Rossfield...

have you ever considered
the possibility

that if your wife
had not ended her life when she did...

she might have
changed her mind again?

Every day, Mr. Rogan.

Every single day.

Do you know how hard it is

to get a witness down here
from Vermont?

I checked on the tickets.

There's nothing
at the agencies, nothing at the box office.

-That leaves scalpers.
-So, what, we blew it?

If I kill him,
will you take my case?

Yeah. See you later.

Bye.

I know why you stole
the couch from the property department.

Smart girl.
Well, I gotta go.

He's got time.

The gun's gone.

Half the paperwork is gone.

Your detective is someplace

that doesn't even have
a zip code.

Me? I've got a love seat.

You wanted the case
and that couch.

We all trade cases
to help each other out,

not to unload
our crap on somebody.

-You take that case back.
-Or what?

You gonna run to Rogan?
You gonna run to Mike?

No, but I will
slash and burn

your rep so bad
with the other ADAs,

you won't be able
to give away gold.

Look, Jo Ann, I...
If I get sucked into

Judge Adler's court
one more time,

I could go into a slump
that I can't get out of.

You understand.
She's poison.

You mean this is all about
a superstition?

[sighs] All right,
one favor. Name it.

Have you heard about
this mega-concert,

you know, the Rainforest thing?

I want two tickets, Briggs.

Very hard to get.
Very expensive.

Slash and burn.
Losing streak.

I'll see what I can do.

[Mirelli sighs]

Well, I'm gonna
give up police work

and buy some spray paint.

Trujillo is the hottest
street artist in the city.

Well, the Mona Lisa is art.

The Sistine Chapel is art.

Mirelli, if this is what
you call good behavior,

-do you see--
-Julie Janovich.

How have you been?
Catherine Abbott.

We met at Marvin Gilbert's
dinner party.

Of course.
That is a fabulous dress.

Oh, well, I wish I had
your fabulous body to wear it on.

Catherine, this is Nick Mirelli.
Nick, this is Catherine Abbott.

Glad to know you.

Catherine discovered
tonight's artist.

-Oh, well.
-A raw expression of subculture. Don't you agree, Nick?

In collision with the,
uh, values of modern...

desire. Yes.

You hold on to this one.

Will you excuse me
for just a moment?

Certainly.

-The values of modern desire?
-Well...

I didn't know you
spoke a foreign language.

I didn't have the heart
to tell her that

Pico's gonna waste Julio
if he catches him hanging out at Burger World on 42nd.

I think it's better
she's without that knowledge.

[knocking on door]

Wolfman.

Hey, you got it.

Only they raised the price.

They raised... No. No!

No, I'm not doing
this anymore. I'm not paying any more money.

I'll take my chances
with Judge Adler.

Wait a minute.
I called in a favor, you know?

I just need
a little extra consideration.

A little extra consideration?

Look, there's this pimp.

Charles "Boom Boom" Jordan,
all right?

He rolls Johns. I'm working
undercover last week.

Boom Boom drop-kicks me.
You understand what I mean?

It's dangerous out there,
especially for cops.

Hey, I know how
you ADAs work, all right?

One of you's gonna offer
this dirtball probation

and a work release,
and he's gonna walk.

I want you to make sure
that nobody pleads

this piece of sewage
for less than two to six.

There's an ethical question
here.

What is unethical
about a prosecutor

asking for jail time
that's allowed under the law?

Okay, okay, that's true,
and I don't blame you

for getting mad,
but, you know, it goes with the territory.

This has got to be worth
two to six.

Okay.

[coughs] Don't
disappoint me, Brigman.

[counselor] Doctor, what made
you consider euthanasia

a real option for people?

For 20 years

as a specialist
in pain management

for the terminally ill,

I've had sick, dying
people plead with me

to help them
pass on from this life,

and I told them I couldn't...

that the law will only let me
give them some drugs

to numb their minds,
to mask their sufferings.

Last year, I decided
I couldn't do that anymore.

What did you tell
Mary Beth Rossfield

-when she came to see you?
-That death is part of life...

but that she must understand
clearly her options

and consider them carefully.

Why you, Doctor?

Why put yourself
on the line like this?

Well, I'm considered an old man.
I'm 74 years old.

If my health begins to fail me,
I don't intend to wait.

And if my life can help
others make these decisions

for themselves,
then I will die a happy man.

Thank you, Dr. Strathmore.

At whose suggestion
did Mary Beth Rossfield

record the videotape that
we have seen in this court?

Mine? It's called
a living will, Mr. Rogan.

A supreme court
won't even uphold the right

to withdraw life
support without one.

Do you have one?
You ought to, you know.

Didn't you really
give her that advice because you were concerned

-that your involvement
was illegal? -The law is wrong.

In the Netherlands, 5,000
to 10,000 people each year

exercise their right to die,
and nobody bats an eye.

Now, I was more concerned
with the ethical issues

of death with dignity.

Ethics?

You graduated from
Columbia Medical in 1940.

Was the Hippocratic Oath

a part of that
graduation ceremony?

It was. I hope you're not...

Now, would you please,
just for the record,

read the highlighted
portion of the oath, please?

"To please no one
will I prescribe a deadly drug

or give advice that
may cause his death."

Thank you.
Tell me, Dr. Strathmore,

-what drug did you put
in the second bottle here? -Potassium chloride.

-Which has what effect
on the human body? -Stops the heart.

In other words,
it kills the patient.

Doctor, are you telling us
that the Hippocratic Oath worked for 2,500 years,

and now you have decided
that it's antiquated?

When that oath
was written, Mr. Rogan,

nobody dreamed that
we would have the means

to prolong life to the extent
that tens of thousands

of human beings
are kept alive...

brain-dead, I might add,
solely by machine.

This world has gotten
very complex.

But Mary Beth Rossfield
was not brain-dead,

nor being kept alive
by a machine, was she?

-She was dying.
-So am I.

So is each member of this jury.

Everyone in this courtroom
is dying.

If one of us comes to you
and asks you to end our life, will you do it?

I would have to know
the condition of the individual.

-There are certain criteria
we would follow. -[Gene] Indeed.

And is it safe to assume
that other doctors,

with different backgrounds,
different agendas,

different experience
and different training,

-might apply different criteria?
-They might.

So, in that case, whether
someone lives or dies

might depend
on the name of a doctor

plucked from the phone book?

That's a gross
oversimplification.

Maybe that's what
Hippocrates was after.

Deciding who shall live
and who shall die isn't easy, is it?

I never said it was.

That's right.
You said that it is very complex.

Hippocrates says
that it's very simple.

"Doctor, do no harm."

It's very simple.

[telephone ringing]

Charles "Boom Boom" Jordan,

pimp busted for robbery
and aggravated assault.

Ring a bell?

Mm. Yeah, I got it
right here.

Uh, somewhere here.

Oh, there we go.

[clears throat]

It's a grounder.
Why? What's up?

What do you figure
it'll go for?

Maybe one to three.

Maybe score a work release.
What's the problem?

That scum
attacked a police officer.

That's if you call Wolfman
a police officer,

he'd break somebody's neck
just to hear it snap.

Just make sure
you don't plead it out for less than two to six.

Hey, hey. One,
I don't need your advice.

And two, what do you care?

Well, I-I-I, um, uh, sort of...

I promised him.

Mm. Look, If you want to join
the Police Protective League,

that's up to you, okay?

Look, it's me.
It's Briggs, huh? Come on, give me a break.

Hey, I'm all for helping out
another ADA,

especially if you can
scratch my back, too.

-I mean...
-Yeah, what's it gonna take?

You know that PD
you've been butting heads with on the Delvecchio case,

-Siditski?
-Yeah.

I've been trying
to get her phone number, but she's kind of cruel.

I know if I can, uh,
call her at her house,

you know, talk to her
just as she's going to bed,

right at her weakest moment...

let's just say, uh...

I know.

-You want her phone number?
-Yeah.

[door slams shut]

[Siditski] You want
my phone number?

Well, our office
feels that the ADA

should have a contact list
of the public defenders.

Just because
we sit on opposite sides--

Not even close, Briggs.

Now, if that's all,
I've got things to do

and cases to try
with, uh, ADAs

who are actually
ready to go to trial.

Siditski, why do you
have to make

such a big deal
out of everything?

My phone number
is a big deal.

-All right,
I'll pay you for it. -It's not for sale.

Who wants it?

Oh, well,
I'm not really supposed to say,

but, uh, they'll call.

You'll know.
And if you don't want them to call you again

after that, then I'll pay
to have your number changed.

How bad do you want this?

Don't make me beg, Siditski.

Even I have my limits.

Okay. You want
my phone number?

You tell Judge Adler

we're ready to try
Delvecchio next week.

I've had it up to here
with all your delays.

Next week, Judge Adler?

Briggs, this offer
doesn't get any better.

God has seen fit to punish me,
and you are his instrument.

[Julie] So, Mirelli wants me
to go to this party

they're having for some
cops in his division.

Well, you like him.
You should go.

I never said I liked him.

[panting]

I said I had a better time
with him than I thought I would.

I mean, he's infuriating,
but in this interesting kind of way.

You just want me to go
so you and Peter can have some privacy.

Does it bother you
when he's around?

No. Besides,
it was your place first,

-I've just moved in on you.
-It's your place, too.

Ah, forget about it.

Besides, I like Peter.

I'm not around that much anyway.

Hey.

What are you still working on?

Shootout at the Love Corral.

Briggs' case.

Any good?

I don't know.

Here's this guy Delvecchio.

Finds his best friend
going at it with his fiancee.

You know why, according
to her witness statement?

I give up.

She says she loved
Delvecchio, hated Pancione,

but she hated Pancione more
than she loved Delvecchio,

so the first time
she and Pancione

were alone in a room
together, mm, bingo.

-Love is very strange.
-Yeah, go figure.

[sighs]

Yeah.

And to my friends and family...

please try to understand.

In this state, we have
made the decision

that doctors
are not above the law.

They do not decide
where we draw the line.

Society makes that decision.

Now, we can argue...

-Hi.
-Hi.

-I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to-- -It's okay.

-It's late.
-Yeah, tell me about it.

It's nice words.
Sounds good.

But?

But it sounds like
you're arguing a technicality.

Jesse, a potassium chloride
chaser is not a technicality.

Well, I know,
but she wanted to die.

I mean, she would be dead
now anyway, wouldn't she?

That's not the point.

Oh, okay, okay.
Well, you know what the point is, so...

I didn't mean to interrupt.

What is the point?

The point is...

that we cannot
allow one person, however well-meaning,

to make a life-and-death
decision for somebody else.

Society has got to
step in and help...

negotiate the terms
of surrender.

But it was such
a horrible decision

for this woman to have to make.
Now, why make it more difficult?

Because we cannot
afford to make the decision

less horrible
or we'd cheapen life.

So what would you have us
do if you were supported by machines?

That's not
the same thing at all.

And you know it.
It's not the same.

Okay, maybe it isn't.
It's just that this whole thing makes me wonder.

Doesn't it make you wonder?

No, it doesn't.
Not tonight.

Tonight, I cannot
afford to wonder.

Okay.

Okay.

Imagine your own future.

You have led a full life
with no regrets.

But now, the immediate future
holds disability,

pain, and soon, death.

You have a chance to skip
past the pain and suffering.

Spare your family
seeing your demise.

End your life
on your own terms.

But nobody will help you.

They won't help you because
it's a crime to help you.

By punishing
Dr. William Strathmore,

you sentence millions of people

in the future to misery
and desperation.

Some of them
will be so desperate, they'll buy a gun.

That's not death with dignity.

That's only death.

Dr. Strathmore not only acted

in Mary Beth Rossfield's
best interests,

he had her express permission
and encouragement.

If there was a crime committed,
it was committed by the tumor

that was going
to rob her day by day

of her life
and all memories of that life.

Now...

you heard the prosecution
talk about the Hippocratic Oath,

which says, "A doctor
shall do no harm."

Ask yourself this.

What's more harmful?

Condemning a patient
to lingering death

against their will...

or freeing them
at their request?

Mr. Rogan?

Emotion aside,

the law states
that it is illegal

for a person to aid
or abet another person

in the commission
of a suicide.

It's that simple.

And on that basis,
I have proven my case,

and you are required
to find a verdict of guilty

against the defendant.

But the defense says
that the law is wrong,

and they want you
to throw out that law, so I have to respond to that.

But let's be very clear.
We are not debating

whether a terminally ill
patient in a coma

has life support turned off.

We are debating where
society draws the line.

Are you prepared for the day
when a terminally ill human being

is encouraged
to end her life

because that life
is expensive to maintain?

Or what about the day
when certain doctors are licensed to kill?

Or maybe death will
become as easy as a pill

we purchase
at the corner drugstore. Where do we draw the line?

Now, you've all seen
the videotape

of Mary Beth Rossfield,

and it is powerful.

But remember,
she changed her mind.

If she had fought the disease,

might she have lived long enough

to receive a cure
yet undiscovered?

Or perhaps to have seen
that grandchild?

Might that infant have made
her suffering worth the wait?

We'll never know.

The defense is asking you

to make Mary Beth Rossfield's
death mean something.

I'm asking you to make
her life mean something.

Thank you.

Briggs.

Just what did you say
to Siditski?

Nothing. I said nothing.
But... why?

Why? Because when I called,
she was expecting me.

Searls, what do you
want from me?

This doesn't come
with a guarantee.

No, I'm not mad.
We spoke for an hour and a half.

We're going out
to dinner tonight.

Bon appetit.

Briggs. Briggs,
it was incredible.

Springsteen showed up.

He played
three songs with Sting.

I'm never gonna
forget this. Thank you.

Springsteen, Sting, and Sp--

Listen, Jo Ann, about
this Delvecchio thing,

PD wants to go to trial
next week after all,

-and I told her that
wouldn't be a problem. -Next week?

[Briggs] I'll make
a couple of phone calls.

I'll talk to people
in high places.

If it was as simple
as a few phone calls,

then you would have
made a few phone calls

instead of doing everything
you can to dump this case on me.

[whistles, clears throat]
Problems?

No. Uh, we're working it out.

PD wants Jo Ann to take
the Delvecchio case next week.

Hmm. Can you be ready?

I mean, I--
The case has its problems.

But, yeah, I mean,

I suppose if I hit it
really hard, sure, Mike, I...

Good.

Uh, no, no, no, no,
wait a minute.

Uh, no, you've got the, uh,
Mayfair armed robbery,

and I'm hearing that that may
turn into a trial for us,

-so that means--
-Trial?

Since you know Delvecchio...
[clears throat]

You get it back.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

What goes around, comes around.

Thanks, Briggs.

Yeah.

"In the matter of the People
versus Dr. William Strathmore,

criminal complaint number 2693,
aiding and abetting a suicide,

we the jury
find the defendant guilty."

[indistinct whispering]

[judge] The defendant
is remanded for sentencing

-on the 25th of this month.
-[gavel bangs]

The jury is dismissed.

Thank you
for your time and effort.

[indistinct whispering]

I'm not a criminal.

I know.

[rock music playing]

Ten bucks says
she won't make the next one.

You're working
on a cop's salary, Mac.

-It'll save you money.
-I'll take that bet.

You know, I never really
appreciated pool

as a spectator sport before.

Appreciate this.

[burlesque music playing]

Oh, it's the fine arts portion
of the evening's entertainment.

-The what?
-Come on. Winner.

-What portion?
-Fine arts.

Fine arts?

[man wolf-whistles]

You have to understand

The way I am, mein Herr

Those dancers
are the only people

in here who aren't cops.

How do you know
they're not cops?

?You never turn the vinegar?

To jam, mein Herr

So I do

What I do

When I'm through

Then I'm through

And I'm through

Toodle-oo

?Bye bye?

?Mein lieber Herr?

?Farewell, mein lieber Herr?

It was a fine affair

But now it's over...

Mirelli, I've already
taken all your money.

Let's go spend it in a classier
place, like a bowling alley.

No, no, no. Watch the show.

Without me, mein Herr

Don't dab your eye,
mein Herr

Or wonder why, mein Herr

Sexist.

Yeah, agreed.

-Bad taste.
-Without a doubt.

?You'd every cause
to doubt me, mein Herr?

The continent of Europe

Is so wide, mein Herr

Not only up and down

But side to side, mein Herr

I couldn't ever cross it

If I tried, mein Herr

But I do

What I can

Inch by inch

Step by step

Mile by mile

Man by man

?Bye bye?

?Mein lieber Herr?

Farewell, mein lieber Herr

It was a fine affair
-See you.

But now it's over

And though
I missed it there...

Will you sit down
and have a drink?

I'd like to buy
the lady a drink.

If I wanted a drink,
I'd buy my own drink,

-but I'm leaving.
-I said sit down.

I said let go of me.

I can take care of myself.

-Thank you very much.
-We're gonna have a drink.

-No, we're not.
-Hey, come on.

You already had a few.
Don't make an ass of yourself.

[man 1] Hey, hey, come on.

[man 2] Don't hurt him, Nick!

Get him out of here!

[overlapping conversations]

[both grunting]

[Julie] Enough! Enough!
Stop it!

All right, all right.

-Oh, my God. Are you okay?
-I'm fine. I'm fine.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah, yeah. Come on.

Hey, hey, what are you doing?

[thunder rumbles]

[Julie] Oh, my God.

Mirelli, are you sure
you're okay?

-I'm fine.
-You think we should go see a doctor?

No, I don't need a doctor.
I'm fine.

Mirelli, is your nose broken?

He didn't hit me in the nose.
I hit him in the nose.

[thunder rumbling]

Let me see your cut.
Come here.

Oh, this is terrible.

-Come on, hold still.
Hold still. -Easy

Yeah, hold still.
That was my problem.

If I would have moved
a little more, I'd be all right.

You know, Mirelli,
you really didn't have to do that.

I would have been just fine.

Oh, yeah, sure.
You'd be one of the showgirls right now.

Yeah, right.

[slow music playing]

Mirelli... there's
no future in this.

To my family, my physician,
and my lawyer,

death is as much
a certainty as life.

It is, in fact...

Okay, rolling.

To my family, my physician,
and my lawyer,

death is as much of a reality
as birth, growth, and aging.

It is...

I, Gene Rogan,

would like to clarify
the following conditions

about decisions that may have
to be made about my own dying.

I don't know why I can't get
this right. Keep rolling.

To my family, my physician,
and my lawyer...

Do you have to look
at me like that?

I'm looking at you
through the camera, honey.

-Where do you want me to look?
-Okay, that's fine.

[clears throat]

Okay, I can do this.

[sighs]

[clears throat]

You ready?

I'm ready.

To my family, my physician,
and my lawyer,

death is as much as birth.

And growth.

Growth is as much
of a reality as life.

It's conditions of-- I just--
I can't-- I can't do this.

Well, you don't have
to do this tonight.

I know, but, tomorrow,
it's business as usual.

I'm not gonna want
to think about this.

Strathmore is in jail,
and I am making a living will.

That's apples and oranges.
You already won that fight.

I know. I'm glad I did.

But maybe...
Maybe he won his fight, too.

I don't see how.

Well, he wants
people to think.

I'm thinking.

You're thinking too much.

-Yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

Hey, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Wait. Is this thing
still rolling?

You want to make one
of those kind of tapes?

Jesse, come on.
We're Catholics.

We're married Catholics.
Come on.

[Gene]
Where's the "off" button on this thing?

No, no, Jesse,
that is the "on" button.

[Jesse laughing]

[thunder rumbling]

[theme music playing]

[roaring]

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