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

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

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

A little variety? Would that be a bad
thing?

The Cohens got
a strawberry patch.

You know strawberries
give me the hives.

So forget about strawberries.
Why always asparagus, huh?

Why not potatoes?

Potatoes? Sure. There are lots of ways to
cook potatoes.

Baked, mashed,
scalloped, cottage fries.

Cottage fries?
All that grease.

A man of your age? Are you looking for a
heart attack?

Lou?

I think we
better call 911.

White male.
Mid-to-late 30s.

When did
he cash in?

Way it rained last night, hard to tell.
Eight, 10 hours ago.

So around midnight.

Looks like blunt force
upside the head.

With this. Found it
near the entrance.

Blood on the tip
over here.

What's their story?

Oh, grapes of wrath. Co-op garden. The
gate's always open.

And nobody saw
or heard anything.

You're amazing.

What's with his hands?

All scraped up. Wingtips scratched on the
uppers.

Well, he probably landed on the pavement
and got dragged in here sometime last
night.

Nice selection of tens and twenties.
Probably not a mugging.

Martin Felder,
13 East 82nd Street.

New York
Bar Association.

The guy's a lawyer.
Hmm.

I'll be in mourning
for the next five minutes.

East Side Athletic Club. Friends of
Lincoln Center. Metropolitan Museum.

Should have joined
the Horticultural Society.

He was working
at the office.

He was working
at the office.

He called d to say that he ws
going to be very late,

so I just went to bed.

He do that often?
Work late?

Yes. He's hardly had
a day off since the spring.

We didn't even
take our vacation.

What was he working on?
I don't know.

Look in his briefcase.

We didn't find
a briefcase.

Well, he always
had it with him.

Did he, uh,
have any enemies?

Any money problems?
Anything of that nature?

No. Martin was
a very sweet man.

Anything job-related,
like an unhappy client?

No. The only unhappy person
at work was Martin.

How's that?

It was all corporate work.
He hated it.

But he couldn't
afford to quit.

He wanted so much
to make a difference.

Marty ran our due diligence team. He was
indispensable.

No one could collate
contracts like him.

Do you know what he was
collating on West 31st?

I wish I knew. This could all be very
embarrassing for the firm.

Not to mention
his family.

Was Felder the type to get himself in
embarrassing situations?

If he was, he wouldn't
have been working here.

Right. Uh, Mr. Curry,

if you don't mind,

we'd like to see every piece of business
he was working on.

Besides the fact it's all privileged, we
do mergers and acquisitions.

Far as I know, no one's ever been killed
because of an IPO.

Well, not literally. I'm sorry, I have to
make a conference call.

He had the briefcase
with him when he left.

When was that?

8:30, thereabouts.

He said he had
a business meeting.

He didn't tell me
what it was in regards to.

Would it be
in his daytimer?

He usually carried that
in his briefcase.

I didn't schedule the meeting, so I don't
have a record of it.

But you're sure
it was business.

Yes. Mr. Felder was about work. It was
always about work.

He billed 80, 90 hours a week. More than
anyone else at the firm.

We're going to need whatever
personal papers are in here.

I'll get you a box.

I'm starting to think Felder
whacked himself over the head.

If I had his life,
I might kill myself.

Or find some very
creative hobbies.

I don't see how he paid
for any hobbies.

Barely any cash
in his own account,

his wife wrote all the checks.
Guy was on a short leash.

I write all the checks
in my house.

Felder charged a rental car to his
personal credit card five, six, seven
times

in the last two months.
Always on a weekday.

On a weekday?

Guess he found some time
to stretch that leash.

Mr. Felder always took a mid-size,
same-day return.

Eight rentals in two months.
Last one on Monday.

Day before he was killed. Did Felder
happen to say where he was going?

No.

Oh, here's something.

Two weeks ago he had
a breakdown on the road

and had to switch out
to another car.

Where? Uh, he dealt with our branch in
Clinton.

Doesn't the Department of Corrections also
have a branch in Clinton?

Felder had a client at the
Clinton Correctional Facility.

Death row inmate,
Steven Dupree.

He was handling
his appeal pro bono.

Dupree. Sounds familiar.

He beat a woman to death during a home
robbery four years ago.

Her name was
Dana Hagen.

Right. I remember the husband ran a
software company.

He wanted the guy crucified,
and he was not shy about it.

Well, the crucifixion's been delayed for
the umpteenth time.

Dupree got a stay
and filed for a new trial.

His bad luck
his lawyer's dead.

Might not be luck.
This Dupree's a piece work.

When the verdict came down he attacked his
attorney in the courtroom.

Then he got a new lawyer who quit after
Dupree threatened him.

He doesn't handle
bad news very well.

Well, if his appeal
wasn't going his way,

getting rid of Felder could stall the
needle a few more years.

He put out a hit?

What do you mean,
he's dead?

He was murdered in
the city three days ago.

No.

This can't be
happening to me.

It's not.
It happened to Felder.

No, I mean, Felder said
he was getting new evidence.

He said he had a shot
of getting me out of here.

What new evidence? I don't know. Just
check his files.

The police didn't find any files
pertaining to you.

Oh, man,
what am I gonna do?

You're gonna get yourself another lawyer,
another stay,

another year or two
will go by,

which was the whole point
of having Felder killed.

What are you talking about?

You have a bad track record with lawyers
who don't tell you what you want to hear.

No way.
Felder knew I'm innocent.

He said he was on
a mission to save my life.

Why would I want him dead?

New evidence, Abbie? Favorite fantasy of
the appellate advocate.

What was Felder
doing exactly?

Being a pain
in the ass.

He subpoenaed any police files on a
Michael Gordon

as they related
to the Hagen murder.

Who's Michael Gordon?
According to Felder,

some kind of bad number
who could clear his client.

And according to you?
Pure smoke.

There's no mention of any Michael Gordon
in the murder file.

The appeal was a loser, Abbie. Same as
Dupree.

The husband saw him walking away from the
townhouse,

even picked him
out of a line-up.

Now, I'm sorry
about Felder.

I'm even sorrier Dupree is going to be
breathing our air

a couple of more years
because of this.

In New York State alone,

there are over 100 Michael Gordons with a
criminal record.

Felder's subpoena didn't give any more
information about Gordon?

Just that
he's an ex-con.

You didn't find Felder's
files on Dupree?

No. Could be in
the missing briefcase.

Could be why he was killed in the first
place.

If he had information that implicated
Gordon in a woman's murder...

How did a corporate lawyer like Felder
find a lowlife like Gordon?

P.I.
Paid by who?

We went over Felder's financials, and sure
as hell Dupree didn't foot the bill.

Well, maybe Felder's
law firm did.

Felder stuck his law firm
for my bill, huh?

I love it! Gotta give him an "atta boy"
for that.

Yeah, well, it'll have
to be in the next life.

Felder was
murdered Tuesday.

No kidding.

Geez, you spend a week in Pompano and
everything turns to hell.

Oh!

What kind of work
did you do for Felder?

He had an appeal on
a robbery-homicide.

I know some people in that world, so I
made some inquiries.

What'd you turn up?
A name.

Michael Gordon.

He unloaded some swag from a robbery at
the time.

Where can we find him?

If I knew that, I would have told Felder.

Well, where'd you
hear about Gordon?

From the widow
of Max Bronstein.

Max ran a fence
in the West Forties

till the cancer
got him a year ago.

You know about the, uh, phone calls that
Felder got?

No, we don't.

Last week, Felder got a call on his cell
phone

threatening him if he didn't
back off the appeal.

You check into it?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got the LUDs from
the phone company, with no joy.

Call came from
a pay phone, Midtown.

Thanks.
Hey.

We don't give out our subscribers' numbers
to anybody.

They pay for every call they get, so
naturally they don't want unsolicited
ones.

So the junk mail I get for special offers
for cell phone users,

who gave them my name?

Well, we do sell our subscriber list to
other companies.

It's standard practice.

Those lists include
the phone numbers?

Yes, but they're contractually
precluded from calling.

Who'd you sell the list to lately? Let's
see.

Two marketing firms
and a software company.

What software company?

Hagen Software.

As in the husband
of the late Dana Hagen.

We design smart cards
for cell phones,

so of course we buy mailing lists. It's
not illegal.

One of the names you bought was Martin
Felder. Ever hear of him?

No. Why? Who is he?

He's a lawyer. He was filing an appeal for
Steven Dupree

before he was killed last Tuesday. Name
ring a bell now?

Not his name. No.

He got Dupree
a stay of execution.

Did you know that?
I didn't know.

You don't remember Victims' Assistance
calling you to tell you

that Felder filed a new appeal for the son
of a bitch who killed your wife?

You don't remember calling Felder from
a phone booth

around the corner
from your office?

You've been waiting four years to see this
dirtbag put down.

We can imagine how that feels. No, you
can't.

Somebody you love
gets killed.

The only way
you can stay sane

is to think about what's gonna happen to
the bastard who did it.

Anybody who gets in the way, like some
smart lawyer...

All right!
All right, I called him.

I was angry.

That animal, Dupree,
killed my wife.

I passed him on the street.

He was coming
from our home.

He killed my Dana.

Four years I've waited.

Mr. Hagen, what you did
to Felder, we can...

I didn't do anything
to that man.

I called him.
That's all I did.

What were you doing
Monday night?

I was in my office
with two of my colleagues,

talking to my supplier
in Manila.

We're gonna check on that.

Dupree?

I would kill that man
with my bare hands.

But Felder? Please.

What would be the point?

Hagen was on an online conference call to
the Philippines.

The whole thing
was recorded by webcam.

Back to the mysterious
Michael Gordon.

If he killed Dana Hagen,

he has motive to kill Felder.

Whoa, whoa. Dana Hagen was killed by
Steven Dupree.

Why don't we start
by finding Gordon?

Gordon's a ghost.

I know you know
who prosecuted Dupree.

Andy Wolinsky.

Judge Wolinsky.

The cops go after suspects that don't
exist, Dupree's next lawyer is gonna talk

the Appellate Court into
giving him a new trial.

And then, my friends, there will be enough
brownie sandwiches to go around.

We'll handle this
on the QT for now.

Just Abbie and
Lieutenant Van Buren.

You're the Executive
A.D.A., Jack.

It's entirely your call.

So, what's the first step?

There's the widow of the fence who saw
Gordon with the stolen goods,

but she left for Arizona the day after
Felder was found dead.

She won't return
our calls.

So we convene a grand jury
and issue a subpoena.

I never heard
of this Michael Gordon.

Those people,
Max knew them. I didn't.

That's not what you told
the private detective.

When I was drinking!
Whatever I talked about

I didn't know what
I was talking about.

Are you afraid of Gordon?

Please, I just want to get back to my
grandkids in Tucson.

How long do you think it's going to take
Gordon to figure out

who told Felder about him?

We're the only people
who can protect you.

After that woman
was killed,

Max saw it the paper
that this kid, Dupree,

was arrested for the job.

He said the kid
didn't do it.

Max never discussed his work.
But this, this he told me.

He said it was
this other guy.

This Mike Gordon.

How did your
husband know?

He met Gordon at the Blarney Stone, over
on 42nd.

That's where
he did business.

And Gordon sold him some jewelry from this
woman's house.

I told Max, I told him, he should have
told the cops when they come by.

But Max said that
Gordon would kill us.

What cops came by?

The ones that were investigating that
woman's murder.

Somebody gave them a tip
that Max knew something.

The Hagen file has a notation the
investigators talked to Max Bronstein,

but there is no report
on the interview,

there's no follow-up,
no mention of a tip.

Because, Ms. Carmichael,
there was no tip.

Judge Wolinsky, the widow was there when
Detective Simpson questioned her husband.

One of the first things
I learned as an A.D.A.,

right after I figured out where to order
my pastrami on rye,

was that witnesses
make mistakes.

Especially about events that occurred four
years ago.

And Michael Gordon?

I don't know if
he killed Martin Felder.

I do know
who killed Dana Hagen.

I prosecuted
that gentleman,

and he's sitting
on death row.

I talked to Max. He absolutely had nothing
to do with a tip.

I hit every fence
I could find.

None of them knew squat.

Did Michael Gordon's
name ever come up?

Look, it's Abbie, right? We got the guy
who killed Hagen, no question.

Dupree even offered to confess if we took
the death penalty off the table.

Then I don't understand,
Detective Simpson.

Why is he sitting
on death row?

Wolinsky turned him down. With what we had
on him, we didn't need his confession.

If the lead A.D.A. and the primary
detective say there was no tip...

This was a big case,
wasn't it?

A woman beaten to death by a stranger in
her Upper East Side home.

Those guys must have
had their hands full.

Michael Gordon just
fell through the cracks?

Well, I'm not saying
someone goofed.

For all we know, Gordon just fenced the
goods for Dupree.

But until we find him...

Go with God.

I have sheets on every Michael Gordon in
the Tri-State area

with a burglary-related conviction in the
last 10 years.

Twenty-three names.

But six of them were doing time when Dana
Hagen was killed,

and two more are dead.

Oh, well,
that narrows it down.

Max Bronstein worked out
of a Blarney Stone on 42nd.

Maybe there are some bartenders there with
a good memory for faces.

Yeah, I remember Max. Uh, club soda when
he was working.

Seven-and-seven when
he wasn't. Good tipper.

Bookie right?
A fence.

Really? Five years the guy sat at my bar,
I never knew that.

He in trouble?

Not with us. He died of cancer last year.

Oh.

I need you to look
at a few pictures.

You ever see any of
these guys with Max?

No face that
jumps out at me.

Gordon. Michael Gordon.

Lot of Mikes.

Him I know.

You sure?

Yeah. He and Maxie did
business a couple times.

How long ago?

Ooh. Around the time
the Rangers got Gretzky.

Yeah. Four years ago?

Nice set of lock picks, Mike.
Honed by years of use.

And this little pry bar,
this is nice.

I've been looking
for one just like it.

Where'd you buy it?

I'm gonna wait
on my lawyer.

What's he gonna tell you
you don't already know?

This is a parole violation. You're going
back upstate to finish your stretch.

And that's just
for openers.

We're putting together
a murder case against you.

Maybe two.

You recognize these people?
You should.

You killed him to cover up
the fact that you killed her.

I didn't kill anybody.

This is from the burglary at the
lady's house.

Dana Hagen,
if you don't remember.

The twist of the alarm wires, three turns,
bent on the side. That's your signature,
Mike.

The same with all
your other burglaries.

I know four guys
do it the same way.

I said, I'm gonna
wait on my lawyer.

Forensics went through
Gordon's shoes and clothes.

No blood splatters, no mud from the tomato
patch.

Okay. Start pulling in
Gordon's associates.

Maybe he told them
about Hagen and Felder.

Hey, Abbie, we might be able to put both
bodies on Gordon.

His usual M.O. matches
the Hagen burglary.

He show any signs he might want to talk?
Not yet, but...

Jamie.

Hi.
Hey, look at you.

Hey, Lieutenant. How are you? Never
better.

Uh, this is
Abbie Carmichael.

Yes, I've heard of you. Jamie Ross. I've
heard of you, too.

So, what brings you here?

Work.

Hey, you.
Hello, Detective.

What, are you back
with the D.A.s?

No, Ms. Ross is
Mr. Gordon's lawyer.

You've been
talking to my client?

Talking at him.

Hadn't he invoked
his right to counsel?

Aside from the parole violation, are there
any other charges on the table?

Not at this time.

Well, then I'd like a word with my client,
and you can book him for arraignment.

I don't understand.
I did this four years ago.

We realize
it's upsetting.

Upsetting?

It's incomprehensible.

Everyone already knows
who killed my wife.

Please, Mr. Hagen,
we need your cooperation.

You recognize someone?

Ms. Carmichael.

I don't recognize anybody.
It's not any of them.

Can I go now?

Yes, thank you.

Don't be shy. Next time,
just point to my client.

He reacted
when he saw Gordon.

It might have dawned on him he made a
mistake four years ago.

Doesn't matter.

Jamie won't give him
another bite at the apple.

How'd she end up
representing Gordon anyhow?

I thought
she was teaching.

Well, he's a holdover from before she
joined the D.A.'s office.

He called her, and I guess she felt some
obligation.

She would.

What's the rest
of the case against Gordon?

The similar M.O., the bartender's I.D.,
and Max Bronstein's widow.

Coincidence,
circumstance and hearsay.

Enough for an indictment.

Get it. I'll talk
to Jamie about a plea.

Life without parole,
both counts.

The needle
stays in the bag.

If you had convincing
evidence on either count,

you wouldn't hesitate to put an upstanding
citizen like Michael Gordon on death row.

Is that a no?

It's an "I'll discuss it with my client,
but I won't recommend it."

The offer won't hold forever.

Once it's gone, you know better than
anybody I'll do everything I can

to strap Gordon
to a gurney.

I know what
"everything I can" means.

Then you can impress on your client that
he's dealing with a junkyard dog.

This isn't
a team effort, Jack.

I'm not an A.D.A.
anymore.

Uh-huh.

Kosovo?

Yes, this little girl's father and three
brothers

were found in a mass grave
outside Prestina.

We just turned in our final report to the
War Crimes Tribunal last week.

Tough work.

Well, Adam used to say, you clean up the
world one lousy brick at a time.

Michael Gordon's what you find hiding
under the bricks.

You could have fobbed him off on somebody
else.

Some 18-B panel hack?
Not on a capital case.

Well, you'll have something to talk about
with your students.

Let me know
about the plea offer.

End of business day
tomorrow.

Have you told Steven Dupree
you have another suspect?

Not yet.

No sense getting
his hopes up.

Especially since you might
have to kill him anyway.

Jamie called me back. Her guy won't deal.
You talk to Eric Hagen?

Yeah, he won't budge from his original
I.D. It's Dupree all the way.

Better safe than sorry.
What's all this?

I pulled the complete
Hagen file out of storage.

It was worth
the allergy attack.

Memo from the Bronx,

stolen Property Recovery Unit,
Detective Wesley Simpson.

"Please advise regarding disposition of
one white platinum bracelet

"engraved, 'Love forever.'"

List of property stolen from the Hagen
home. Line 12.

One platinum bracelet, inscription, "Love
forever."

Where was the bracelet found?

During a vice squad sweep of Hunts Point
four years ago.

It's been sitting in the Bronx in a
property room ever since.

Anybody find out how
it ended up in Hunts Point?

No indications Detective Simpson or anyone
else followed up on that memo.

Time somebody did.

Yeah, I used to work the Point, about two
lifetimes before this.

You remember being arrested there four
years ago?

You seen my sheet, right? Think you could
keep track of all those busts?

I sure as hell can't.

Jasmine, you're on a waiting list for a
methadone program.

I can get you moved
to the front of that line.

You were arrested
with this bracelet.

Yeah. Mack named Bernard gave it to me.
Some silver-plated crap.

Actually, it was
solid platinum.

No kidding.

Do you know
where he got it?

Yeah, from Fat Maxie at a bar over on
Forty-Deuce.

The Blarney Stone.
That one.

The cops who arrested you,
did they ask where you got it?

Yeah, Fat Maxie
what I told 'em.

The bracelet was recovered from the girl
three weeks into Dupree's trial.

You'd already
rested your case.

We didn't know
about the bracelet.

The memo about it
was in the file.

The bracelet
corroborated the tip.

Again with this tip.

Andy, we're not alleging
any malfeasance here.

I should hope not.

This was
a high-profile case.

Death penalty,
long hours.

You were invested in getting Dupree
convicted.

My God, Jack, the guy was arrested in a
bar three blocks from the scene.

He was ready to confess. There was no
mistake here, no dereliction.

Whatever happened,
now's the time to undo it.

There's nothing to undo.

Forget that an innocent mean might be
sitting on death row.

Michael Gordon could get
away with two murders.

We need you to confirm
the prostitute's story

and to confirm you had
the tip about Max Bronstein.

These allegations are crap. Dana Hagen was
killed by Steven Dupree, period.

Now, get out.

I put that creep up
for office.

This tip,

maybe you ought to find out where it came
from?

After four years?

Four years,
four days.

Find the tipster, find a witness against
Mr. Gordon.

From the Department
of Correction.

Gordon's cellmates,
four years ago.

He was at Rikers awaiting
trial on a larceny charge.

What I can't figure out is if someone
wanted to rat out Gordon,

why tip the police
about Max Bronstein?

Maybe they didn't know about Gordon. Maybe
they just knew Bronstein was fencing goods

from the Hagen murder.

I don't think it's something Bronstein
would have bragged about.

Everyone said
he was discrete.

Maybe Gordon wasn't.

Then back to my original question. Why not
drop the dime on Gordon?

Maybe they had no choice.

Here you go. The complete
works of Dupree, Steven,

from arraignment
to appeals.

Gonna take a little longer
to get the trial transcripts.

All I need is
the sign-out sheet.

It was last signed out
two weeks ago.

This go back four years?
It should.

Jamie,

can I have a word?

Hey, Katie, you remember
Mommy's friend, Jack?

Hi, Katie.

Just go on up the steps, and I'll meet you
in a second.

Jack, you look terrible.
What, you sleep in that suit?

You tipped off
Andy Wolinsky.

What are you
talking about?

Four years ago, you were Gordon's lawyer
on a larceny case.

Somehow, you found out
he killed Dana Hagen.

You had an ethical problem.
You couldn't turn him in.

Jack... You did the next best thing.

You pointed the police
at his fence,

which should have led
them straight to Gordon.

I cannot discuss... You know the wrong
man's on death row.

Two weeks after you joined the D.A.'s
office, you signed out Dupree's file.

What were you doing, checking the status
of his appeal?

I can't have this
conversation with you.

You know Gordon did it,
don't you?

You know it
for a fact.

You're gonna stand by and watch Steven
Dupree die for a murder he didn't commit?

Goodbye, Jack.

Jamie, for God's sake, you cared then,
don't you care now?

We found the source
of the tip.

That'd be quite a feat,
since I never got a tip.

I can't reveal the name, but suffice it to
say it's a woman.

Another junkie prostitute?

Her credibility's above reproach. Andy,
I'm giving you a chance.

You come after me, you make sure you don't
leave me standing.

I will use the full power
of my office to bury you.

We can't turn this corner unless Jamie
tells us what she knows.

We assume she can't because of
attorney-client privilege. Her hands are
tied.

Are they?

I want you
to call her.

Set up
a meeting with Gordon.

Where's my client?

In the conference room.
I think we should talk first.

I'm going to make Gordon
a final offer.

25-to-life on both
murder counts.

I'll discuss it.

I want you to recommend it. Based on what?

On the fact that we have
an ironclad case against him.

Do you?
Cards on the table, okay?

Wolinsky refuses to concede that he put an
innocent man on death row.

He won't even acknowledge that they got
the tip about the fence.

Maybe that's because
the tip was a dead end.

It wasn't. There's independent
confirmation.

Max Bronstein fenced some jewelry from the
Hagens.

The bracelet was found during Dupree's
trial. Wolinsky ignored it.

Of course, in itself it's not enough to
prove Dupree's innocence

or your client's guilt.

Only the person who called in the tip
could do that.

Sorry, I can't help you.

I'm not asking you to break the
attorney-client privilege.

But I don't think it would stretch your
ethics too much to recommend

your client take this deal.

Even if I don't think
it's in his best interest?

Your job is to achieve the best result for
your client. You know me.

From here on in, it won't
get any better for him.

You make the offer. I'll call it the way I
see it.

Steven Dupree.

Don't talk to me
about Steven Dupree.

Your office put him in jail.
You get him out.

You know as well as I do that without
proof of his innocence

or an admission of guilt
by your client,

the chances of a court overturning a jury
verdict are next to nil.

That can't be
my problem, Jack.

Let's just make
it right, Jamie.

Because, uh, if we're going
to play by the rules,

you already violated
attorney-client privilege

when you tipped off
Wolinsky, and I,

as an officer of the court, I have a duty
to inform the Disciplinary Committee

and your client.

Is that a threat?

Jamie, please.

Just get Gordon
to take the plea.

About time.

I'm gonna be late for cookies and milk at
Rikers.

I have a one-time offer,
Mr. Gordon.

Your plea of guilty for the murders of
Martin Felder and Dana Hagen

in return for concurrent
sentences of 25-to-life.

You have an hour
to make up your mind.

No way.
I want a trial.

Didn't you tell 'em
I want a trial?

I'm sure Ms. Ross will agree, a trial's
not in your best interest.

Mr. Gordon, I'm resigning as
your counsel, effective immediately.

While representing you, I violated the
code of conduct

and breached our
attorney-client privilege.

I'll be making
a full disclosure

to the Disciplinary Committee
of the New York Bar.

I'll help you
find a new attorney.

In the meantime,
keep your mouth shut.

Anything she tells the Disciplinary
Committee will be kept under seal.

We won't be able to use it against Gordon.
It's brilliant.

I knew there was a reason
I hired that young lady.

You're both enjoying
this, aren't you?

You tried to coerce her
into selling out her client.

Lit your own petard,
my boy.

A judge can still compel her to testify
about what Gordon told her.

How? Her conversations
with him are privileged.

Not the ones she divulged to third
parties.

Says you.

Whatever I said during an anonymous call
four years ago

resulted from information I received from
Mr. Gordon. It's privileged.

She broke the privilege herself when she
called Wolinsky.

She can't assert it now.

The privilege belongs to Mr. Gordon.
Unless he waives it.

Your Honor,
her anonymous call

contains information crucial to the
prosecution of a capital crime

committed by Gordon.

Just a minute,
Mr. McCoy.

Ms. Ross, this tip
concerned your client?

Yes.
Ms. Ross...

I've already informed
the Disciplinary Committee.

What did you tell
Judge Wolinsky?

That he had charged the wrong man in the
murder of Dana Hagen,

and that a fence named Max Bronstein had
received goods

stolen from the Hagen home.

And you had gotten this information
directly from your client?

Yes, among other details relating to the
Hagen murder.

When I called Wolinsky
the second time,

I essentially repeated
the same information.

You called Wolinsky again?
When?

During Steven Dupree's trial, just before
the case went to jury.

Mr. McCoy, it is obvious anything Ms. Ross
might say in court

would only further breach Mr. Gordon's
attorney-client privilege.

You cannot use her testimony against him.
Your motion is denied.

Your Honor, I want to use her testimony
against a third party.

Who?

Andrew Wolinsky.

The People plan to bring charges of
attempted murder.

Against Judge Wolinsky?

Yes.

Ms. Ross testifies
against him.

Nothing she says can be used against
Gordon.

Your Honor...
Ms. Ross.

On that limited basis,

I don't see a problem.

I'm issuing an order
for your testimony.

And I sure hope you know what you're
doing, Mr. McCoy.

Judge Wolinsky, you mind coming
with us?

What? What for?

You're under arrest for the attempted
murder of Steven Dupree.

What is this, a joke?
No, Your Honor.

We'll have to ask you
to remove the robe.

Call Helen Brolin.
Her number's in my Rolodex.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you do say can and will be used
against you...

What in the world
were you thinking?

What was
Wolinsky thinking?

Jamie called him twice. The second time
after they found the Hagen bracelet.

It'll be her word
against Wolinsky's.

Just because the grand jury believed
her...

I haven't indicted him yet. I'm hoping
Wolinsky will spare himself

the embarrassment
and fold.

And then?

And then give me what I need to convict
Gordon.

Oh.

So you don't think that Wolinsky committed
attempted murder?

Yes, he ignored evidence.

He had reason to believe
Dupree was innocent,

and he still sent him
to death row.

A jury might see that
as attempted murder.

They might never
see it at all.

Wolinsky just filed
for a preliminary hearing.

He just has
to convince a judge

there isn't sufficient evidence to sustain
the charge.

So, a fellow judge

will decide
Judge Wolinsky's fate.

Is that what you
meant by folding?

During one of our meetings four
years ago,

Mr. Gordon boasted that he'd killed Dana
Hagen.

The case was in the papers at the time.

Mr. Gordon provided details.

He even named the person he used to fence
jewelry stolen from the Hagen home.

I confirmed enough of his information to
know he was telling the truth.

What did you do then?

I tried persuading him
to come forward,

but he refused.

I wasn't sure
what to do next. I...

I knew I had an obligation to Mr. Gordon,

but I felt what I can only
describe as a higher duty

to prevent a miscarriage of justice.

I called the Bar Association's ethics
hotline for guidance.

What did
they tell you?

That my safest course of action was
to do nothing.

But I couldn't accept that.

That's when I placed an anonymous call to
Andrew Wolinsky.

What did
you tell him?

I didn't want
to implicate my client,

but I wanted to give just enough
information to clear Mr. Dupree.

So, I told Mr. Wolinsky that Steven Dupree
was innocent.

I told him about the fence, Max Bronstein,
about the stolen jewelry.

How did
Mr. Wolinsky respond?

He took down Max Bronstein's name, thanked
me, and hung up.

Did you follow up?

Yes. A few weeks later, after Mr. Dupree's
case had proceeded to trial,

I called
Mr. Wolinsky again.

I remember it was the day just before the
summations. August 20th.

Did you know that by that time Dana
Hagen's bracelet had been recovered

and traced
to Max Bronstein?

No.

What did you tell Mr. Wolinsky on August
20th?

I repeated what I told him the first time.

I offered to give him
more information.

I was ready
to go out on a limb.

What did Mr. Wolinsky say?

He said that he was
a very busy man.

That it was a crime to provide false
information to the police.

And then, he hung up on me.

Thank you.

Did you tape these calls?
Keep any phone records?

No.

So all we have
is your word.

Why would I admit violating the code of
conduct?

Good question.

Since you left the District Attorney's
Office,

you've done pro bono work for the Southern
Poverty Law Center.

Yes, some work.

They're an anti-death penalty advocacy
group, aren't they?

That's only
one aspect of their work.

Are you opposed
to the death penalty?

Objection. Relevance.

Goes to credibility.

Overruled. Answer her question, Ms. Ross.

Yes, I'm opposed
to the death penalty.

Did you always
feel this way?

No.

What changed your mind?

When I worked at the D.A.'s office, I saw
the death penalty applied.

A.D.A.'s are overworked.

They're competitive.

They often act out of their own prejudices
or personal hurts.

What they think the politics demands. They
make mistakes.

Errors of judgment.

The death penalty is final.

It eliminates any chance
of correcting those mistakes.

How moving.

And how fortunate you stumbled across a
perfect example of your thesis.

I didn't make up what Michael Gordon told
me. I wouldn't lie.

You're St. Joan
of Hogan Place.

You are moved by a call to a higher duty.

It allows you to violate
Mr. Gordon's confidence.

That's not
what I meant.

Why wouldn't it
allow you to lie?

I didn't lie. You lied to Michael Gordon.

You told him you'd keep his confidences,
didn't you?

Yes.

You lie when
it suits you.

You change opinions
the way I change blouses.

You flit from one
cause to another.

Objection.
Why should we

believe anything
you tell this court?

Ms. Brolin,
you made your point.

Then no more questions,
Your Honor.

I worked on the Hagen case
for nearly 18 months.

I spoke with
dozens of witnesses,

read over 100
police reports,

and received I don't know
how many phone calls.

But I don't remember getting any calls
like the ones Ms. Ross described.

Did you receive
any tips at all?

Not personally, no.

But the police did.

Cases like these always generate a lot of
tips, most of them false.

If there had been any that led anywhere,
I'm sure the police would have told me.

Now, Judge,

as you sit here today
under oath,

are you still convinced you put the right
man on death row

for the murder
of Dana Hagen?

Yes. Without a doubt,
absolutely.

Thank you.

So I guess you
don't make mistakes.

Not in this case, no.

What about the bracelet that sat on a
shelf in the Bronx for four years?

I was unaware of that until you brought it
to my attention.

If you weren't aware, whose fault is that?
The police?

I suppose so.

If that lead
wasn't followed,

again, that's the fault
of the police?

If it was
a legitimate lead, yes.

It's up to them
to investigate it.

But my guess is Mr. Dupree disposed of the
bracelet before he was arrested.

But since the investigating detectives
didn't do their job, we'll never know.

It's moot.

Dupree was identified
by the victim's husband.

As a former prosecutor,
you're aware of the studies

documenting the unreliability of
eyewitnesses?

Yes.

Mr. Hagen got a quick glimpse of the
suspect on a dark street.

He might have
been mistaken, yes?

It's possible.

But you're forgetting the fact that Mr.
Dupree offered to confess.

On the advice of his attorney, and only if
you took

the death penalty
off the table.

Yes.

If it turns out
that he is innocent,

his lawyer
gave him bad advice.

I'd say so.

In the unlikely event
he's innocent.

If he is, his conviction is the result of
terrible mistakes

by the police,
by Mr. Hagen,

by Dupree's attorney,
by Dupree himself.

By everyone except you, because you don't
make mistakes.

Isn't that what you're saying? No, no, no,
no, no.

If the evidence had been there, I would
have looked into it.

You were afraid to. You were about to
deliver your summation.

Dupree had
to be your guy.

That's not true.
Three days

after Dupree
was sentenced to death,

didn't you ask Adam Schiff to put your
name up for a judgeship?

Yes or no?

Yes.

Dupree's conviction
was your ticket to the bench.

No.

Isn't that why you turned down his offer
of a confession?

No.
Isn't that why

you ignored
Ms. Ross' phone calls?

No, I didn't... JACK: Because it wasn't a
mistake?

You placed your ambition above a man's
life.

I know down to my bones
that Steven Dupree is guilty.

You'll never
convince me otherwise.

We start second-guessing
ourselves,

pretty soon the public starts
second-guessing the process.

And society won't tolerate that. It needs
the certainty of justice.

Your Honor...
You look at the facts,

you decide on a course of action, and then
you stick to it.

That is how
I work, Mr. McCoy!

That is how we all work.

Given the record before me,

I see no credible reason to reject Ms.
Ross' testimony.

That being said,
let me add,

in the heat of a trial,
details can be overlooked.

We all wish the administration of justice

could have been
more diligent. However,

I see no evidence

of a crucial element of a crime of
attempted murder.

I see no evidence of intent.

If Judge Wolinsky

committed any wrong, it was a crime of
arrogance, not design.

Therefore, I find insufficient evidence to
allow this matter to proceed.

The charge is dismissed.

Mr. McCoy,
anywhere we can talk?

What is it
you wanted to tell us?

Bronx vice sent over
the hooker's bracelet

in the middle
of Dupree's trial.

I had it tested
for prints.

We found Max Bronstein
and Michael Gordon's.

Did Wolinsky know?
Uh-huh.

I showed him
the report.

He asked me if I still thought Dupree did
it.

I... I told him I'd have a hard time
finding him guilty.

Wolinsky said
he wouldn't.

What did you do?

Wolinsky told me to wipe off the bracelet
and send it back to the Bronx.

He wanted all copies
of the fingerprint report.

And that's how the police screwed up and
let old Andy Wolinsky down.

Did you keep
a copy of the report?

No. But there was one
I couldn't get rid of.

This report was
in Latent's files.

Now it's in ours.

You still want a trial, Mr. Gordon? It's
your right.

Well, defense's exhibit one is Steven
Dupree's conviction.

Which I guarantee will be voided by the
time your client comes to trial.

The offer is still 25-to-life for Dana
Hagen and Martin Felder.

I want to remind you you'll be facing the
death penalty for Martin Felder.

I'll take it.

I'll do the quarter.

Gordon pleaded out.

I heard.

We re-filed against Wolinsky. Let's see
what happens.

The committee
ask you to testify?

No.

Last time I was here, it wasn't
by choice.

I hated the...
It's okay.

Whatever you told them,
it softened the blow.

Life's a funny old dog, isn't it?

I'm scared, Jack.

I love the law.