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Aah!

Not now.
I got four kills.

Come on, Theo.

If we don't do it now,
we never will.

Mom and Dad
are gonna be home soon.

Okay.
So we never do it.

I'm fine with that.

I'm kidding.

Come on.

Let's get this done.

You have to swear

you never tell anyone
I showed you this.

I swear.

Seriously,
I mean it.

I mean it, too.

Turn around.

Okay.
Turn back around.

You gonna take it out?

I don't have
to take it out.

Then can I take it out?

You're not even
supposed to touch it.

Then can you take it out?

Okay.
But you owe me one.

Theo, you got to
let me touch it.

It's not gonna happen,
little brother.

Dad would be
out of his mind

if he knew I even
told you about it.

Just let me see what it feels
like, just for a second.

Okay, but only for a second.

Pow. Okay, dial it
down there, cowboy.

Don't point it
at anyone or anything.

What if I actually
pulled the trigger?

Well, it's empty, but let's not.

Okay, that's enough.
Give it back.

Seriously. I mean it.

Hey... Ow!

Oh, did-did you hear that?
Was that Mom and Dad?

- Damn. Give me the...
- Ow...

Was that the door?

Mom?

Dad?

Hello?

Charlie, put the damn gun down.

Theo!

I think it's clear
to anyone who's spent time

with him that Charlie Crawford
is filled with sorrow

and remorse over
what he's done.

His brother's death at his own hand,
though the product

of a horrible accident

over which he had no control,
is something

that is gonna stay with him
for the rest of his life.

Were you and your
brother close, Charlie?

He was my best friend
in the world.

I loved my brother.

Everybody loved my brother.

Everybody loves you, too,
Charlie.

Everybody knows that
this was not your fault.

What are you looking for?

We're looking for mercy.

Charlie is 13 and a half
years old.

He is a gifted
student.

I can personally vouch
for the family.

Eric and I have known
each other since college.

He runs

an international
consulting firm.

His wife Lena

is a highly sought-after
patent lawyer.

They're great people.

They're great parents.

And they have lost
their firstborn.

To compound that
by incarcerating

the only other child they have...
I just can't imagine

what legitimate purpose
that would serve.

So what's your sentencing
recommendation?

Well, we would love
for you to knock down

the manslaughter charges
to negligent homicide,

recommend probation
and community service.

Detective?

I'm okay with that.

Fine. Dr. Bull,

Mr. Colón, I'm going
to adopt your proposal

and take it to the judge.

- Thank you, Ms. Glover.
- Thank you.

- Thank you so much.
- All right.

Oh, I-I'm sorry, everyone.

I still need you
to take your seats.

Mr. Crawford, I want
to talk for a minute

about the gun.

The gun is a licensed

and registered weapon.

It was kept in
a locked box

that was stored
in a locked safe.

How'd your son get
the combinations?

I gave them to him.

Why?

I just...

made a decision,

last year, when
he turned 17.

I wanted him to know
how to use a weapon.

I started taking him
to the firing range

for practice,

and we talked
about safety...

constantly.

Be that as it may,
your late son was a minor.

Eric, why don't you
tell Ms. Glover

why you had the gun.

I've owned it
for 20 years.

I travel a lot
for business,

and, um...

There have been a lot of
home invasions in our area.

My neighbor was attacked
in her bedroom.

I just wanted to know
that my family was safe

while I was away.

I even learned
how to shoot.

My husband taught Theo
in case something happened

when neither one of us
was home.

You gave a minor access
to a loaded handgun.

Having him pinky swear that
he wouldn't play with it or tell

his younger brother about it
isn't sufficient under the law.

I'm sorry for your
loss, Mr. Crawford.

I really am.

But I believe your behavior
was negligent.

Criminally negligent.

And I'm putting
you under arrest.

Detective Lacy,

would you take Mr. Crawford
into custody, please?

- Dad... Dad?
- Mr. Crawford? I need you to stand

- and put your hands behind your back.
- Wait a min... Uh... Jace?

Just cooperate. We'll
go directly to court

and we will get
you out on bail.

Eric...

I love you.

*BULL (2016)*
Season 04 Episode 08

*BULL (2016)*
Episode Title :"Safe and Sound"

Charlie?

Yes? I'm Marissa.

Uh, Dr. Bull, Mr. Colón
and your mom

are gonna be
just a little while longer.

Pretty cool, huh?

What's it doing?

I know it's doing something.
But what is it?

Well, that is someone
from the potential jury pool,

the people that we get
to pick from to make up a jury.

And the algorithm
is looking for someone

in our pool of candidates
that's a good match.

Same gender,
same socioeconomic group,

same political
and religious attitudes.

Why?

So we can get them to help us
figure out how a trial is going.

What the real jurors
are thinking.

We call them mirror jurors.

- And that works?
- Most of the time.

We usually get pretty close.

Hmm.
Who thought this up?

Well, I did.

The algorithm part
of it, anyway.

Uh, this part of it.

Not Dr. Bull?

He helped.

You know what
he is great at?

The people part of it.

The part that
math and science

can't quite figure out
just yet.

The parts that we can't see
or quantify.

What makes a person tick.

What's going on in there.

Is he gonna be able
to get my dad out of jail?

Am I ever gonna
see him again?

I mean,
he didn't do anything.

I did it.

I did it.

I ruined everybody's life.

My brother's dead,
my dad's going to jail.

My mom must hate me.

I hate me.

Charlie.

Come on.

Dr. Bull and
Mr. Colón did it.

They got your father
out on bail.

Come on. We have
to get him out.

Are you down here?

I'm very down here.

Why you ask?

I rolled over
and you were gone.

You want to get married?

To who?

I... want to get
this science project

out of my belly.

I just want to see
my feet again when I walk.

I want to remember
the good old days

when the food I ate
just went in one direction.

Why?

Are you going someplace?

Not without you.

Then why are you in such
a hurry to do something

that we failed
at the first time?

You love me,
don't you?

I'm afraid so.

You love me?

Most of the time.

What are you doing
over there?

Come here
and give me a kiss.

Earn your keep.

You know,

that nine-month doctor's note
you got

is about to expire
in seven weeks.

You know what that means.
That means

you're gonna have to go
back to work full-time,

start cleaning and cooking

and washing my clothes
in the river.

Is that the Hudson River?

Yes, it is.

Bring it over here.

Are you scared?

Terrified.

Me too.

So who are we
looking for today, boss?

We are cruising the aisle

- marked "cognitive empathy."
- Ah,

I know that aisle.
We've shopped there before.

We need to eliminate anyone
who isn't willing or able

to put themselves
in Eric's shoes,

to empathize with a man
who didn't pull the trigger,

but lost his
firstborn,

and is nonetheless being
charged with his murder.

Exactly.

Good morning.

So, let's start
with a hypothetical.

You're out shopping when
you hear a cry for help.

Someone can't find their child.
What do you do?

I look around.

See if other people
are looking around.

And if a lot of people
are looking around,

I... probably keep shopping.

I-I mean,
I'd keep an eye out,

but I probably wouldn't stop
what I was doing.

If it pleases the court,
we'd like to thank

and excuse this juror.

I'll bet you would.

I'd like to think that I would
stop what I was doing.

You know,
see what I could to to help out.

I mean, how scary is that,
to lose your kid?

So, you're at a coffee shop,
you're waiting in line,

and the person in front of you
is short two dollars.

What's your first instinct?

I ask if I can
jump ahead of 'em.

I mean, who doesn't
check their wallet

before they order
something?

I'd probably
pay for his drink.

I just would.

This juror is
acceptable, Your Honor.

Excellent.
We have our jury.

So,
who opened the floor safe?

Theo did.

My brother did.

And who opened
the portable gun safe?

I think Theo did.

'Cause I begged him to.

Any idea how he might have
gotten the combinations

to both of these safes?

Objection, Your Honor.

Calls for hearsay.

And, Your Honor,
in an effort to

spare this witness
any more trauma than necessary,

the defense would like
to stipulate

that our client,
Eric Crawford, provided

his oldest son
with the combinations

to both safes.

We've made
no secret of this.

Objection sustained.

Ask another
question.

Does this look like
the Post-it

that you saw
in your brother's hand

the night he was shot?

Uh...

I th-I think so.

My brother didn't really
let me see it.

And do you see the
two sets of numbers on it?

Yeah, I do.

And does it look like
your father's handwriting?

Objection!

We've already stipulated this.

The prosecution
is badgering the witness.

Sustained.
Ask another question.

Charlie...

what else is on this paper?

There's-there's some...
there's some blood.

Your Honor.

Ask another question.

So, when your brother

used the combination

that your father gave him,

and opened up
the two safes

and gave you the gun...
He-he did...

he didn't-he didn't
give me the gun.

I mean, he did,
but I had to beg him for it.

He didn't want to.

But at some point
he did give it to you.

And did you know
there was a bullet in it?

Of course not.
No.

He-he told me it was empty.

How did he know it was empty?

Did he look?

No, he... he just knew.

Dad always kept it empty.

Well...

almost always.

I have no further questions.

Would you kindly tell the court

your name and
occupation?

My name is Laura Coleman.

I manage the West Side
Rod and Gun Club.

And even though you
refer to it as a club,

it's really a gun range.

A place for people
to practice shooting

and enjoy their firearms
by firing at targets?

Yes, exactly.

And are you familiar
with the defendant,

Eric Crawford?

Yes, I see him quite often
around the club.

And at your club,

you make use of
security cameras?

Yes, we have 16 cameras
all around the facility.

And were you able
to locate the tapes

that coincided with
Mr. Crawford's most recent visit?

Yes.

And did you bring any
of these digital recordings

with you today?

I did.
I brought security footage

from the two cameras
that are above the exit.

Objection, Your Honor.

This violates the people's
discovery obligations.

Your Honor,
we apologize,

but my office just became
aware of these recordings

when Ms. Coleman
arrived this morning.

Oh, well, that's
all well and good,

but my team is being
made aware of it

for the first time right now.

We're being blindsided,
Your Honor.

I'm gonna take Ms. Glover
at her word

that these tapes just fell
into her lap today.

Ask your
next question,

counselor.

So you reviewed
the security tapes

and brought images
from two cameras

- positioned above the exit?
- Yes.

Let's take a look.

So, these signs...

This area...
Specifically exists

to remind your patrons

that they need to stop

and be doubly sure that
their weapons are empty

before they leave
the range?

Exactly.

It's check,
and then I win your queen.

Dude, you're killing me.

How old are you again?

It's simple: I don't
want to be there anymore.

Lena, there are
optics to consider.

If you stop coming
to court...

If you appear to have
given up on your husband...

Why shouldn't the jury?

The jury is gonna do
what the jury's gonna do.

I have one
child left.

And he's spending his days
with babysitters.

Strangers.

So I can sit
in a courtroom

and support a man

who'd rather talk on
his phone

- than empty his gun.
- Come on!

Come on!
Come on!

Mr. Crawford, Mrs. Crawford,
please,

let's... let's not turn
on each other.

I've been married
to that damn phone

for 20 years.

I didn't check the gun
because I knew

I had already fired off
all six shots at the range.

I knewthe gun was empty.

Then who loaded it?!

Do not say Theo.

I will not have you
blame him for this

when he is not here
to defend himself.

Lena, I know you're upset.

But I also know you don't want
your husband to go to prison.

That would be
a catastrophe,

for you and for Charlie.

I guarantee you,
if you don't show up in court,

the outcome
is a foregone conclusion.

If you act out
in front of a jury,

you're telling them
to send him to prison.

So I implore you...

both of you...

present a
united front.

For Charlie.

Please tell the jury

your name
and what it is you do.

My name is Debra Erwin,
and I'm a paramedic.

And on the afternoon
of the shooting,

you were dispatched
to the Crawford home.

Isn't that correct?- Correct.

My partner and I were

the first to arrive
on scene.

We were there to render
medical aid,

but we found the victim
to be unresponsive.

And can you describe
the injury?

A single gunshot wound
to the head.

And was there

anyone else in the house
when you arrived?

Yes, the victim's
little brother.

I believe
his name was Charlie.

I think he told us
he was 13 years old.

Thank you.
Nothing further.

What's it look like
from where you're sitting?

We are holding steady.
We have four green

and eight red.

Ms. Erwin, were you present

when my client and his wife
arrived at the home?

I was.

And what did you see?

Were they upset?

My God, of course.

Is it fair to say that
they were devastated?

At the very least.

Inconsolable?

Absolutely.
Their child was dead.

When they left their house,

their child was alive.

And when they came home,
their child was dead.

I see. And...

Did they actually

get to see their son?

I mean, was his
body still there?

Yes, he was laying there
in the closet.

A gunshot wound to the head.

And did they actually watch
him getting zipped into...

into the body bag?

Just the father at first.

The mother was too upset.

But then she showed up
at the last minute.

Kissed him on the cheek.

Thank you for your
testimony, Ms. Erwin.

Nothing further,
Your Honor.

Why are you not saying
anything?

Sorry. We just picked up two.

We have six red, six green.

Good day, no?

Yes.
Yes, it was.

Marissa feels the jury
is evenly split.

I even saw a couple of jurors
with tears in their eyes,

and we haven't even
presented our case yet.

So what's going through
that brain of yours?

It's probably nothing.

Oh, come on. Talk to me.

That paramedic.

She kept talking about Eric and Lena,
how upset they were.

I know.

It was like manna from heaven.

Mm. You notice
she didn't mention Charlie?

Yeah. So?

Well, don't you think
he was upset?

Well, that goes without saying.

Mm.
I just find it fascinating

she wouldn't mention it.

He's a child. And he's the one
who pulled the trigger.

Yeah, but it might be just
as simple as the fact

that... no one talked
about Charlie.

You know?
Charlie's not the one on trial.

Okay.

If you say so.

911. What's your emergency?

Um,
I-I just shot my brother.

I did it by accident.

I didn't know
the gun was loaded.

Okay. Don't worry, honey.
Help is on the way.

Can you check to see
if he's breathing?

Actually,
I think he's dead.

911.
What's your emergency?

Um, I-I just shot my brother.

I did it by accident.

I didn't know
the gun was loaded.

Okay. Don't worry, honey.
Help is on the way.

Can you check to see
if he's breathing?

Actually, I think he's dead.

Honey,
I need you to do something for me.

Just check to see
if he has a pulse.

I'm sorry.
Did I see what?

Did you see
Theo load the gun?

Dr. Bull, if I had seen Theo
load the gun,

I never would have fired it.

Right.
Of course.

Is that what you wanted
to ask me?

Is that why you wanted
to see me this morning?

Well, that and...

I wanted to see
how you were holding up.

I'm okay.

Home is weird.

Either it's really quiet

or Mom and Dad
are fighting.

I think they miss Theo.

Well, I suppose
that's to be expected.

I suppose.

Sorry.

You yawned?

Like you were bored?

More like I was tired.

And Charlie
didn't respond.

That... is-is that
supposed to mean something?

Mm.

Catching a yawn

is indicative
of empathy.

Sorry. When someone just says
the word "yawn" I yawn.

Exactly. Usually, when one
person in a room yawns,

everyone in
the room yawns.

It's a simple test
psychologists use.

A test for what?

Sociopathy.

Sociopathy.

What?

You haven't yawned yet.

Sorry.
I'm not a yawner.

Does that make me
a bad person?

Well, unless I misunderstood,
it sounds like Bull is saying

it makes you
a sociopath.

Not exactly.

We rely on
other indicators as well.

But... So the kid doesn't yawn,

and you're saying he
might be a sociopath.

I'm saying I suspect
he lacks empathy.

I listened to that
911 call again.

- And?
- And it

is a sales pitch.

Uh, what does that mean?

Well, why do you call 911?

To get help.

Exactly.
And, to me,

it just sounded like
Charlie

was trying to get
a story out.

And people
who call 911

rarely say someone's dead.

But Theo was dead.

It doesn't matter.
People usually hold out hope

until someone
definitively says it's over,

that their loved one
absolutely can't be saved.

Okay, assuming Charlie
is a sociopath,

how does that affect our case?

Sociopaths are
pathological liars.

So are you saying he lied

about how the bullet
got into the gun?

So maybe Eric's recollection
was correct.

Maybe he didn't leave
a loaded gun in the house.

I think that little boy
loaded the gun.

And I think
he shot his brother

in cold blood.

You're not gonna
tell them... your theory

about their son?

No, not at this point.
Not until I can prove it.

Morning.

Jace, Mr. Colón.

Everything all right?

Yeah.
Everything's terrific.

Glad to see you brought
Charlie along.

It's important for
the jury to see

the whole family in there
while you're testifying.

See that there's something
to save.

By the way,
this is Danny James.

Mr. and Mrs. Crawford,
Charlie.

She's an investigator who
works with me, and I was wondering

if... it was possible for her
to take one more look

inside your home?

One more look
at the crime scene,

see if there's anything
we missed?

Oh. The housekeeper's
there today.

I'll give her a call.
She can let you in.

- Terrific.
- Mr. Crawford,

we all saw the tape.

You and your late
son making your way

towards the exit
of the gun range.

Signs imploring you

to... check that your gun
is empty.

You seemingly
ignoring those signs.

Talking on the phone.

Why is that?

Why wouldn't you check
to see if your gun was empty?

Well, I've thought about
that moment a great deal.

At the time,

I would have sworn
on my son's life...

...that the gun was empty.

And the truth is,
I'm still prepared

to swear that it was empty.

The gun holds
six bullets.

Six.

Theo shot,

which was the reason
we were there.

And then he gave...

he gave the gun to me.

I reloaded.

Six bullets.

Took six shots.

I can tell you where
they struck on the target.

I can tell you
the clothes I was wearing.

The clothes he was wearing.

I mean, I can tell you
what was in my pockets.

Where we ate
after we left the range.

What my wife wore
to bed that night.

What my youngest,
Charlie,

was reading on his tablet
when I took it from him,

told him it was time
to go to sleep.

I'm not-I'm not trying
to make this hard for you.

Six bullets.

Six shots.

I swear to you.

I remember every damn one.

Thank you.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Oh, my God.
They believe him.

Three of them believe him.
We just got

three greens.

That was a nice story.

Your Honor.

You're badgering
the witness, counselor.

You're not five words

into your cross examination and
you're badgering the witness.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Let's start again, please.

All right.

Mr. Crawford,

we all heard your testimony,

and it was very moving.

So what now?

Your son is
still dead.

Dead from a gunshot wound.

The bullet somehow

found its way into the gun.

You just testified

that you didn't
put it in there.

So,

did Theodore, your oldest son,
put it in there?

Objection.
Calls for speculation.

- Objection sustained. The jury will
- Or could it have been

- disregar...
- your youngest child?

- Maybe he did it?
- Your Honor!

Or was it the gun range fairy,
who always knows

Oh, geez...
Your Honor! what's in your pocket

and loves to make
you think you shot

six bullets
when you only shot five!

That's it!

You have exhausted
my patience.

One more time,
Ms. Glover,

and I will hold you
in contempt.

I have no further questions
for this witness.

Bull...

two of our three green jurors
don't believe him anymore.

Any way you can
get a sitter for tonight?

As you know, we've been doing
quite a bit of investigating,

getting to know everyone
involved.

And we have a theory

as to who might have put that bullet
in the gun.

Well, unfortunately,
there were no

discernible fingerprints or DNA
on the spent shell casing.

But I did find
something interesting

in Charlie's bedroom.

Okay.
Charlie's notebook.

Charlie's World Affairs
notebook.

I'm not clear on what
we're talking about here.

I'm not clear on who
we're talking about here.

If you'll open
the back cover.

Turn the page.

Turn the page.
Turn the page.

What is it you think
we're looking at here?

Are-are we having
a conversation about Charlie?

I need to know if we're
talking about Charlie.

We believe Charlie may have been
trying to gain access

to the closet safe.

It appears that, over the course
of several months...

...he tried every conceivable

four-digit combination.

Doing it in a very organized,

very systemic way,

and he finally gave up
when he got to the sixes.

Okay, I think you people
are out of your minds.

That's not what this is.
That's not who Charlie is.

There's more.

I've been doing a
fairly exhaustive search

online, trying to get a sense
of Charlie's cyber life.

Your son maintained a number
of secret online accounts.

He had dozens
of screen names and profiles.

Okay, so he's a kid.
That's what they do.

- They-they live on their devices.
- I found hundreds

of messages in dozens
of private chat rooms,

most of them
about his older brother,

most of them
violent,

dark,

disturbing.

He was clearly preoccupied
with his brother's death.

Okay. I'm-I'm done here.

This is...

There were also a multitude
of Google searches

on how to load
and shoot revolvers.

Oh, God.

I know how devastating
this is to hear...

...but I would not be
discussing this with you

if I didn't think...

If I was not

reasonably certain...

I believe
your son is dangerous,

and I believe he intentionally
killed his brother.

Bu... I-I know my son.
He's not a monster.

We did not
raise a killer.

If we can just

take a minute
to talk about the case.

By any metric,
we are poised to lose.

And I believe you're facing

an extended term
in prison.

Which means
you will be living

alone with Charlie.

This is absurd.
My son would never hurt me.

My-my son would never

- hurt anyone.
- What-what...

what are you
suggesting, Jason?

What do we do? Is this something
that-that can be treated?

Something
that can be cured?

Cured, no.

There are treatment options

that will
attempt to modify his behavior.

Drugs. But

there's nothing that's gonna fix
the underlying condition.

There is no cure

for sociopathy.

Oh, my God, Eric.
This... this is not who he is. This...

Eric,

Lena,
I have to be honest.

If I could, I would report him
to the authorities.

That's how dangerous
I think he is.

But I can't.
No one here can.

We're a part of his legal team

and we are bound by
attorney-client privilege.

You can.

You can report him.

You people are insane.

Eric, I want to go.

Eric.
I need to go.

You write a closing argument?

I did.

Think it'll make a difference?

None whatsoever.

This is a first.

I think I've been outsmarted
by a 13-year-old.

Well...

it's not like we had
a lot to work with.

Two witnesses.

One dead, the other
a pathological liar.

He is, isn't he?

What's that?

Our client.

Our original client, Charlie,

the one we were hired
to defend...

He's a pathological liar.

Mr. and Mrs. Crawford.

Any chance I can speak
to you two in private?

I've secured the courthouse
conference room.

Not to worry,
I'll sit with Charlie.

What's going on?

Nothing to worry about.

What you playing?
What game is that?

Wh-What-what is Mr. Colón
telling my parents?

Is everything all right?
Has something changed?

I don't want to get
your hopes up.

Tell me.
Please.

Charlie...

Well, there's a new

kind of technology

we found out about

from the Netherlands.

What happens is these

forensic clinicians
discovered a way

of soaking spent shell casings
in a chemical,

and apparently they
were able to extract DNA

that we've never
been able to before.

So...

So what does that mean?

It means, if it works...

And everybody seems
to think it will...

We should be able to tell who
loaded the bullet into the gun

that killed your brother.

Look, it came out
of a fresh box of ammo.

There's no reason for anyone
else to have touched it, right?

So I have someone who works
for me

flying to the Netherlands
with the casing as we speak.

But it's no guarantee.

Look, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said anything.

If for some reason it doesn't
work, I got your hopes up.

Dr. Bull.

You're still
part of my legal team, right?

Anything I tell you

stays a secret, doesn't it?

Yes, of course.

What would happen if they found
my DNA on that shell casing?

Charlie Crawford,
Eric Crawford's

surviving son, confessed to me

that he intentionally
murdered

his older brother.

He explained that
when his brother went

to see if his parents
had arrived home early,

he, Charlie, loaded the gun,

and when his brother returned to
tell him they were still alone,

Charlie shot him in the head

and made it look like
an accident.

Your Honor,
even if that were true,

Dr. Bull is part of
Charlie Crawford's legal team.

That confession is privileged.

Normally, it would be.

But the one thing that trumps
attorney-client privilege

is perjury.

He's right.

Charlie Crawford was

your first witness.

On the stand, under oath,

he said his brother's death
was an accident,

caused because someone
left a loaded gun

where children
could access it.

That's a direct

contradiction from what
he confessed to Dr. Bull today,

and that's perjury.

So what are you asking me
to do?

Well, there is only one remedy
for perjured testimony,

that it be struck
from the record,

and if you strike
this testimony,

the government has no case

because there's
no one to testify

the gun must have been loaded
when Theo took it from the safe

because, frankly,
it wasn't.

So what do we do
about this boy?

Where is he?

He's sitting in the hallway
with his parents,

who have no idea
what their son told me

or that I am in here
discussing it with you.

We charge him,

with perjury,

with murder.

Are you gonna
take him into custody?

May I come with you?

Mr. Colón,

will you join me
in the courtroom, please?

Your second chair is here?

Yes, Your Honor. Al right.

Let's go in there.

I'll dismiss the charges
against Eric Crawford,

and I'll discharge the jury.

Well.

I guess there's no time
like the present.

I'm so sorry.

I haven't been
getting much sleep.

Well, I don't know
what my excuse is.

You're human.

You okay?

They wouldn't even talk to me.

Wouldn't even
look at me.

Aw, come on, Bull.

You didn't have a choice.

Couldn't let your
friend go to prison

for something he didn't do,

and you couldn't leave
a dangerous kid like that

on the street.

That dangerous kid
was their child.

Their only child.

You didn't have
a choice.

This parenting thing.

I don't know, Benny.

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