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In the criminal justice system,

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.

I'm telling you,
it was fantastic.

Skiing in Japan,
who knew?

We just got tired of the
Pyrenees, year in, year out.

So rude.
I hate when people do this.

Guess who?

Those have been in there
for days.

What are you gonna do?

Teach our friend in 1G
some manners.

Walderman, you left your laundry
in the dryer...again!

Walderman!

Walderman!

Walderman!

My God!

Neighbor down the hall
found him.

Said the door was unlocked.

It's cold in here.

Windows are open.
Heat's off.

It looks like he went a couple
of rounds with somebody.

Hey.
Hey.

I don't see any blod
on that knif.

It looks like
he got strangled.

Got raccoon eyes,
bruising around the ears--

God, it must be 40 degrees
in here.

Is that gonna mess
with your time of death?

Yeah, two days,
a week maybe.

Well, hopefully
you can narrow that down.

Well...seems he tried
to defend himself.

Or he started something
he couldn't finish.

Either way,
he's finished now.

Even the supere
didn't have keys.

Ira kept changing the locks
so we couldn't get in.

Why is that?
He was paranoid.

Thought we were trying to take
his apartment away from him.

Were you?
Please.

Two bedroom, two bath--
that's pretty big for one dude.

Rent controlled at that,

700 a month.

You can get 10 times
that much now.

You'd think--
although crime scene

and homicide aren't exactly
the kind of extras

that attract buyers.

Buyers?

Most of the rest of the building
went co-op ages ago.

Ira was the last holdout.

And how much
can you get for that now?

A million, million five.

You said he was the last renter.
How long was he there?

Ira grew up in that apartment.

His parents lived there too,
until they passed away

four or five years ago.

Any other famil?

In fact, when we transferred
the lease into Ira's name,

after his parents passed,

he listed his boss
as an emergency contact.

Sad, really.

Did he work here
a long time?

20 years.
You two
were friends?

I was the man's boss.

Did you ever meet any
of his family or friends?

I'm sorry, he didn't have
any particular friends

in this office.

How about a girlfriend?

Girlfriend?
Ira?

Was he gay?

Um, just hopeless.

You know that show
Queer Eye For A Straight Gu?

Even they couldn't
do anything for Ira.

Well, how about enemies?
People he didn't get along with?

Well, that was everybody,
in a way.

Ira had a mild disdain
for other human beings.

Nothing worth
getting killed for.

There's gotta be something
you can tell us about this dude.

Had black coffee
with two sugars

and a hot pastrami sandwich
on rye for lunch.

Every day?

I'm trying to tell you,

this guy was not exactly
Mr. Excitement.

That's the picture
we're getting too.

Did he have any interests
or hobbies?

Basketball.
Pro and college.

Knew all the stats.
Bore you to death.

That's the only thing
he ever talked about.

Mind if we look around
a little longer?

If it helps.

Thank you.

Nothing here but a bunch
of take-out menus.

His datebook doesn't have
one appointment in it.

Radio.

Last week's paper.

Sports page--He's got New York,
Washington, and Indiana circled.

He knew how to pick 'em.
All those teams won.

Hello.

If I had to take a guess,

I would say
our friend is a gambler.

All right,
we'll be right there.

M.E.'s ready for us.

The M.E. on the scene said
that he was probably strangled.

From the bruising,

it looks like somebody
put him in a choke hold,

but that's not what
actually killed him.

Second and third vertebra
were fractured.

Somebody snapped his neck.

How hard is that?

It's not easy.

Takes a lot of leverage.

Like a hanging.
Yeah, exactly
like a hanging.

He was lifted
off his feet by his neck.

The drag from his body weight
helped to break the vertebrae.

And Walderman
was what, 5'9"?

Roughly.

So we're looking for somebody
who was what?

Oh, well over six feet
and muscular.

Whoever did this
was a big, strong guy.

Latent lifted a good thumb print
off his watch, but no hits.

If it is our killer,

he's not in any
of the databases.

And no other usable prints
in the apartment?

Just Walderman's,
and his are on the knife too.

Well, what do we know
about Mr. Walderman?

We think
he was a gambler

betting on professional
basketball teams.

We pulled
his bank records.

He made an $80,000 deposit
last month, cashier's check.

That's a pretty nice score.

Well, if he deposited
his winnings in cash,

he's not betting online.

Well, some of us do prefer
to squander our cash

in the old-fashioned way.

See if you can find out

who was taking
Mr. Walderman's action.

If he was betting enough
to get himself killed,

he memorized
his bookie's number.

And where was he
calling from though?

A payphone?
He didn't have a cell phone.

Check his office LUDS.

Maybe he was betting
from work.

Ah, well, here's a number
he called one, two--

five times in two days
last month.

Who? Oh, I'm sorry.
I got the wrong number.

Sorry, bye.

The Lexington Grand.

That's a nice hotel.

Maybe he had a friend in
for a visit.

Cross check
the hotel's records.

See if anybody
called him back.

You get the room number.
Okay.

A bunch of junk mail.

Hey...

Rosalie Horton.
Apartment 4A.

Well, what would he be doing
with his neighbor's mail?

Which one of you
is my driver?

Neither, actually.

I'm Detective Fontana.
This is Detective Green.

New York City Police.

Are you Mrs. Horton?

Taka Furukawa.

Mrs. Horton moved out
nearly a year ago.

This about the dead guy
in 1G?

Yeah, Ira Walderman.
You know him?

Not reall.

He said if I held on
to Mrs. Horton's mail,

he'd make sure she got it.

Mind if I keep packing?
I've got a plane to catch.

Sure.

Where you off to?

London.
I'm a Nylon.

A what?

Nylon.
New York/Londoner.

That's a helluva commute.

Tell me about it.

Man, it's hard to believe
this is the same building.

I was just about to say,
Mr. Walderman's apartment

don't look like this.

He was rent-controlled.
So was Mrs. Horton.

I'm co-op.

Do you know where
Mrs. Horton moved to?

Sorry.

Are you goig
to see he?

We hope so.

When you do,
can you give her these?

I was afraid
of something like this.

I warned him.
You warned him
about what?

Mr. Levin.
The owner.

He wanted all of us out.

The rent-controlled tenant?

Ira was the only one
who stayed.

Did Mr. Levin threaten you?

Well, not exactly.

He just made it impossible
to stay.

Then he offered me money.

How much?
20,000.

I told Mr. Levin thanks,
but no thanks.

I've been here 30 years.

I'm too old to move.

Then he just let the place
go to hell.

First, my electricity
went out.

He said it was the wiring.
I asked him to fix it.

He said, maybe you should
move to a place

that has direct sunlight.

So you moved.

We all did.
But I took the money first.

Last time I saw Ira,
he told me

that Mr. Levin had just
cut off his heat too.

Have a seat, Mr. Levi.

I have a meeting
in an hour.

I could reschedule if you think
this is gonna take a long time.

How does 20 to life
sound to you?

Detectives,
I had nothing whatsoever to do

with Mr. Walderman's death.

Oh, no?
He was sitting on a gold mine.

One that belonged to you.

Yeah, what's that apartment
gonna be worth

after it goes co-op--
a million, a million-five?

I'm a businessman.

I solve problems with money,
not murder.

Is that why you gave Walderman
80 grand to move?

Nothing wrong with a little
financial incentive.

Perfectly legal.

But he didn't move.
He double-crossed you, right?

That had to piss you off.

Now, we know
that you didn't strangle him

because you're not big enough
or strong enough.

But he is wealthy enough.

He could pay somebody
to do it for him.

We had an agreement.
A contract--he reneged.

That's what lawyers are for.

Lawyers?

You sued hi?

Hey, he sued me first.

Which Ira Walderman lawsuit
did you want?

There's more than one?

He's the plaintiff
in several.

Okay, so what's he got
versus Jonathan Levin?

Restraining order
against Mr. Levin.

We'll take a copy
of that.

Hey, what are
the other lawsuits?

He's suing the Basketball
League of America,

the Philadelphia Cannons,
the New York Empires--

Wait, he was one of the fans
that got beat up

in that big brawl--
you saw that footage?

It's incredible footage.

I think the whole bunch should
have been tossed for life.

Mr. Walderman claims
he was seriously injured--

his back.

He's also suing one
of the players.

Silas Inwood.

Oh, Inwood.

Commissioner suspended him
for the rest of the season.

But he's still playing
while the Players' Association

takes the league to court.

Sports page nowadays--
you read it,

it's like reading
the crime blotter.

You can't tell the felons
without a scorecard.

Hey, what's he asking for
in that suit?

$20 million.

Oh, baby.

whole lotts

because of this brawl.

We've already settled
most of them.

You didn't have much
of a choice, did you?

Oh, no admission
of wrongdoing.

The league felt it was
the right thing to do.

No admission
of wrongdoing?

They went into the stands,
for crying out loud.

Yeah, the league knows
a few players need to learn

how to conduct
themselves better.

That's why we suspended
every player who left the bench

to throw a punch
during the brawl.

A mere slap
on the wrist.

Silas Inwood was suspended
for the remainder of the season.

That's not a slap on the wrist.

It's serious money.

That is,
if the suspension is upheld.

But right now he's playing,
isn't he?

A fan, Ira Walderman,

he claims that Silas Inwood
threw him down,

injured his back.

I'm not at liberty to discuss
Mr. Walderman's claims.

His lawsuit is still pending.

League policy.

Well, I can't tell you

if Mr. Walderman was
at that particular game,

but he is a season
ticket holder.

Has been for the last 15 years.

Where did he si?

One level up from courtside.

Wow, that's gotta cost.

$1900 a seat, 41 home games
a year, you do the math.

80 grand?

That's what Mr. Levin gave him
when he wanted him to move.

Yeah, now we know what
he was doing with his money.

He wasn't bettin' on the games.
He was comin' to them.

Our season ticket holders
are pretty dedicated.

Each section is
like a little neighborhood.

Everyone knows everybody,
and you make friends.

Or enemies.

So who were
Ira's neighbors?

Sorry, I can't give
that information out.

I tell you what.

Why don't you have the people
that sit around Ira

give us a call.

You can do that.

We talked to the M.E. about
Walderman's back injuries.

And it turns out he does have
a herniated disc.

The only problem is,
you can't tell

if he got it 20 years ago
or at the game.

Keep your eye on number 17,
that's Silas Inwood.

There...that white guy running
for the exit,

that looks like
it might be Walderman.

You can't tell
if anybody hit him or not.

Keep going.

Leads the league
in technicals.

He gets tossed at every game.

And he's involved
in the biggest brawl

in sports history.

They trying to kick him out
for the rest of the season.

That means he's gonna lose
about 3 million bucks.

Hey, Ed,
a Troy Johnston called.

Something about
season tickets.

If you need a date
for an Empires game,

let me know.

Ira could be pretty rough.

He was always
on Inwood's case.

Just rode him unmercifully

every time the Cannons
came to town.

It's embarrassing really.

Well, could Inwood even hear him
from down on the court?

Oh, yeah.
Ira had lungs of steel.

One time Ira had him
so riled up,

he gave Ira the finger

and then missed
two critical free throws.

And then the league
fined him ten grand

for unprofessional behavior.

After that,
there was no stopping him.

Ira was all over him
like a cheap suit.

So what happened
that night?

Ira was on a roll.

Then the fight broke out.
What a disgrace.

Game used to be played
by gentlemen.

You know, Bird, Magic,
Michael Jordan.

So did you see
how the fight started?

I don't know who threw
the first beer,

but somebody did,
and then all hell broke loose.

Did you see Walderman
get hit?

I wouldn't be surprised,
you know.

He was one of the guys
throwing beers.

So you don't know if he was
injured in that fight or not?
I don't.

But he looked just fine

when I ran into him
last Friday night.

Where was tha?

They had a promotion
for a new video game

at that sports bar
in midtown--

uh, Time Out
on 48th street.

Was Silas there too?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
Silas was there.

Did Walderman go after him
at the bar too?

He wouldn't.

Guys like Ira, they only yell
that really ugly stuff

when they're safe--
you know, in a crowd.

Thanks a lot.
We'll be in touch.

Walderman picks a fight
with this dude,

sues him for $20 million.

Then he shows up
at a sports bar

to watch him promote
his new video game?

And three days later,
he turns up dead.

Yeah, I worked the night
of the video game promotion.

The tips sucked.

You know the richer
the customer,

the tighter they are.

They're so used to getting
everything for free.

You remember seeing
this dude here?

Look, all I see are foreheads
and receding hairlines.

You know what I mean?

They don't usually look
at my face.

Why don't you give it
a shot anyway?

Actually, yeah,
I do remember him.

He, uh, got into it
with one of the basketball guys.

Another player?

This other guy my boss said
was Silas Inwood's agent.

What do you mean, got into it?
Did they have a fight?

No, just loud.

But the agent was all up
in the guy's face

ripping him a new one.

The guy looked a little shook.

What'd the agent
look like?

Uh, tall, black, built.

I actually thought he was
a basketball player too.

Thanks a lot.

So Walderman had a confrontation
with Inwood's agent

a few days
before his body was found.

It might have been the night
of the murder.

It fits the time frame.

Silas Inwood's agent,
by the way,

also happens
to be his cousin.

His name is Reggie Uggams.

What do we know about him?

He used to be a point guard
at Georgetown,

but he blew out his knee,
and then he went to law school.

Now he works on the business
side of the game.

Making deals for
his famous cousin, huh?

So now we've gone from
no suspects to two suspects.

Inwood does have
the bad-boy reputation.

But look, Walderman let
that killer into his apartment.

We don't think he would
open the door for Uggams

after what happened
between them at the sports bar.

They're both physically capable
of breaking someone's neck.

So, you think
he'd open the door for Inwood?

A basketball nut like Walderman?
Yeah.

But why would Inwood
go after Walderman on his own?

He's got lawyers, agents,
an entourage.

A lot of people
to do his dirty work.

If this thing got personal,
Inwood's the type of dude

that would wanna
handle it himself.

All right, Philly's an hour
and a half by train.

Silas Inwood?

Excuse me, Silas Inwood.
Look, I'm eating.
No autographs.

We didn't come here
for an autograph.

We came here
for some answers.

I'm Detective Fontana.
This is Detective Green.

New York City
Police Department.

Philadelphia's kind of far
out of your jurisdiction.

Who wants to know?

Reggie Uggams.

President and founder,
Uggams Sports Agency.

Let me give you my card.

Well, thank you very much,
Mr. Uggams.

If we have any questions for ya,
we'll know where to find ya.

But right now,

we'd like to speak
with Mr. Inwood.

So speak, bark, roll over.

Are you talkin' to us?

Because the only dog
that's gonna get put down

around here is you.

You wanna tell
your baby cousin

to put a muzzle on it?

Silas, chill.

What's this
in reference to?

The murder
of Ira Walderman.

Who?
You don't know?

Never heard of him.
You?

Nah.

That's funny.

Because you gave him the finger
at a game last season,

cost you 10,000.

And you got into his face

at the video promotion
last Friday night.

Obnoxious fans are ubiquitous
in this business.

Ubiquitous?

A dime a dozen.
Yeah, we know
what it means.

Are you sure you don't know

who we're talking about?

Look...

all the fans look alike,
all right?

Especially the jerks.

What time did you leave
the video game promotion?

We both left at 7:0.

I drove back to Philly.

Silas had a plane
to D.C. to catch.

All right, we're gonna need
proof of that.

A ticket, credit card,
receipt, something.

I went out to Queens first.

I didn't get to D.C.
until the next day.

Remember I told you
I had dinner with my old coach

from St. James.

Coach Dyer?

That's right,
now I remember.

Hm.

Listen, I already
gave a statement.

None of my guys
were at that strip club.

No, Coach, actually we're here
to ask you something else.

Would you mind telling us
where you were Friday night?

Having dinner
with Silas Inwood

at my house.

What was the occasion?

No occasion.

We talk on a regular basis.

I've always had
a good relationship with Silas.

On and off the court.

Like with most of my players.

Except maybe that Silas
gave you a little more trouble

than most of your players.

Misunderstandings.

Some guy in a bar
picks a fight with Silas,

that's not his fault.

And he calls you, Coach, and
you straighten everything out.

Like I would for my own kids.

For most of these boys
I'm the first real father figure

they've ever had.

It was about eight years ago--

Inwood's senior year.

He was charged
with Assault Two,

criminal possession
of a weapon.

He whacked some guy
in the head with a vodka bottle.

He cut him up pretty good.

We ran Inwood
through NCIC.

There was nothing there.

The D.A. declined prosecution.

The victim didn't want
to press charges?

He was convinced
it'd be beneficial

to his bank account not to.

Somebody paid him off.

I heard maybe
it was the coach

with the help from some
St. James alumni boosters.

Whatever they did,

it worked out good
for everybody.

Inwood got to play out
the year.

St. James went
to the Final Four,

and Inwood was
a first round draft pick.

And you personally put Inwood
through the system?

I drove him down
to central booking myself.

Inwood lied to us

about what he did
after the sports bar event.

He said he had dinner with
his college coach in Queens.

But he was ticketed for parking
in front of a hydrant

a block down
from Walderman's building.

The Sergeant confirmed

the old assault charges
were dropped?

If the charges were dropped,
the records are sealed.

You know what?
Not always.

Not in the CARS database.

Well, see what
you can come up with.

I'll never understand why
they didn't close that loophole.

I hope they never do.

There he is.

You're kiddin.

Well, in that case,

I wonder if his fingerprint card

is still on file
down at One Police Plaza.

You know what?
It's worth a shot.

Especially since the Cannons are
playing in New York tomorrow.

You know what I'm saying?
How are you, everybody?

All right, all right.

Silas Inwood,

welcome back to New York.

You two need to work
on your timing, all right?

Now is bad.

Is there ever really a good time
to get arrested?

Hey, you wanna do this
on the side,

or you want us to cuff you
in front of your fans?

That's on you.

Yeah, let them see
how the police do me.

Okay, Silas Inwood,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Ira Walderman.

No autographs, folks.

Charge is murder
in the second degree.

I guess Philly won't be going
to the playoffs this year.

Don't count them out
just yet, your honor.

How does Mr. Inwood plead?

Not guilty.

We have forensic evidence.

The defendant's fingerprint
on the victim's wristwatch.

My client and the victm

attended the same event
that evening.

Most likely,
the fingerprint was left then.

Your Honor, the victim
was suing Mr. Inwood

for $20 million.

And Mr. Inwood may have
blamed him for his suspension,

which has cost him deary

both financialy
and professionall.

This is almost as exciting
as Mr. Inwood's last game.

People on bail, Ms. Borgia.

The people request remand.

Mr. Inwood is clearly
not a flight risk.

Where could he go
without being recognized?

He has the financial resources
to go anywhere in the world,

where he won't have to worry
about extradition.

Bail is set at five million.

Hardly guarantees
his appearance, your honor,

given his last contract.

Sorry, Ms. Borgia, there'll be
no home court advantage

for you today.

Not only is Inwood
out on bail,

but he's asked the court
for scheduling consideration

so he won't have to miss
any games.

If I made $75,000 a game,

I wouldn't want
to miss one either.

Most people don't get to set
their own calendar

when they're on trial
for murder.

Silas Inwood
isn't most people.

We all know there are
two sets of rules--

one for celebrities,
and one for everyone else.

That's what worries me
about the jury.

I don't want them
to be starstruck.

It might never come
to that.

Defense motion to dismiss.

They claim Inwood's fingerprints
were illegally obtained.

How is that possible?

Talk to Lieutenant Van Buren.

Find out what's going on.

The CARS database doesn't purge
sealed records.

It never did.

Silas Inwood
was arrested in college,

but the charges
were dropped?

So he had an old print card

that should have been sealed
along with his arrest record.

The fingerprint tech
who gave it to my detectives

had no way to know
that case was sealed.

But your detectives did.

And Inwood
shouldn't have been

in the police database
to begin with.

Like I said,
it's a glitch in the system.

And Fontana
and Green exploited it.

For information.

They didn't find out
about Inwood's old arrest

from that database.

All of this
could have been avoided

if they'd come to me first.

I could have gotten an order
to unseal the records.

I don't mind your guys
working the system.

But they need to keep me
in the loop.

And once they found out
that Inwood was their guy,

they should have gotten a legal
fingerprint match somehow.

They did.
When they arrested him.

Let's hope we get
the right judge.

Eight years ago
my client was arrested.

The D.A. declined prosecution.

And as Mr. McCoy is fully aware,
all records relating

to that arrest
should have been sealed.

The people are allowed
to take fingerprints

for use at a later date,
your honor.

Just because the case
was denied prosecution

doesn't mean
that Inwood's prints

were unlawfully obtained.

The arrest itself
was legitimate.

But retaining
his print card wasn't.

The defendant has
no constitutional protection

against wrongfully
retained evidence,

just wrongfully
obtained evidence.

Retained, obtained--The people
are splitting hairs, your Honor.

The government isn't supposed
to have that evidence, period,

Mr. McCoy.

The police would have obtained
Inwood's prints legitimately

through independent
investigation.

Would have, could have,
and certainly should have,

but they didn't.

In fact, a print card
was obtained legally

when Mr. Inwood was arrested
for the murder of Ira Walderman.

Mr. McCoy is putting the cart
before the horse.

Mr. Inwood
wouldn't have been arrested,

but for illegal use
of fingerprint evidence

to secure a warrant.

That's patently untrue.

Mr. Inwood was already
the prime suspect.

The police
just didn't have proof.

Do the people have
evidence to offer

besides fingerprint evidence?

The defendant's Porsche was
ticketed on the victim's block

on the night of the murder.

We don't know
for a fact

that Mr. Walderman died
that evening.

The murder could have occurred
almost 24 hours later.

I have to agree with Mr. Chiles.

It's not nearly enough.

I'm dismissing the indictment
without prejudice.

I want to re-file.

Where was he that night

before he drove
to Walderman's apartment?

At a sports bar in midtown
with his agent,

at a promotional event.

Were any other
players there?

Sure, from the Cannons
and the Empires.

Start with his teammates.

Yeah, I was at that
video game signing.

I'm featured in it.

They got my jumper and my hook.

Not as sick as mine,
but it's a pretty good game.

You know what Silas Inwood did
after the signing?

I thought that case
was dismissed.

The D.A. isn't gonna let
a murder go unprosecuted.

You come sniffing around me

to help you pin this
on Silas?

It's all because
of that damn fight.

If you know something--

I know just because

you buy a ticket
doesn't mean you own me.

If a fan puts his hands on me,
I'm a put my hands on him.

Is that what Silas Inwood did?

Kevin, we'll finish up later.

How would you like it
if people threw things at you,

and heckled you
while you're trying to work?

Try walking through
a cell block at Rikers.

Look, the fans
are out of control.

Every time the team
plays New York,

Silas gets these obnoxious
crank phone calls

at his hotel room.

Obnoxious how?

Heavy breathing?
Hang-ups?

Worse.

Ira Walderman was cleary
harassing Silas Inwod

for the last two season.

I pulled LUDS
from his home phone.

In the last 18 months,

he's made over 40 calls
to Inwood at his home,

at his hotels,
on the road.

So Inwood's claim that he didn't
know Walderman isn't true.

Their history goes back
well before the big brawl.

Any idea what Walderman said
in these calls?

Walderman left messages,

but there's no way
to recover them.

Without the fingerprint
evidence,

it's a weak,
circumstantial case.

But in conjunction
with Walderman's lawsuit,

and his behavior at the games,

the phone calls start to look
a lot more like stalking

than harassment.

Well, that's far
from a slam dunk,

so to speak.

We'd be wise to make a deal.

Inwood walked
into the man's home

and snapped his neck
like a twig.

He doesn't deserve
Man One.

And he may not get Murder Two

if there are any basketball fans
on the jury.

You got a celebrity sports star.

Rae Carruth
was convicted of murder.

And Ray Lewis was allowed
to plead a murder charge

down to one-year probation.

I'll make the offer.

I take it you have
a new indictment.

Before we re-arrest
your client,

we thought you might be
interested in a deal.

Not for something I didn't do.
Man, this isn't fair.

What do you want from me?

We know Ira Walderman
was harassing you

every time you came
to New York to play.

All the hard-core fans know
where the visiting teams stay.

Harassment is just nothing
out of the ordinary.

He also called you at your home
in Pennsylvania--

your unlisted number.

Is that who that was?
I didn't know.

I just changed my number.

Walderman took the train
to Philadelphia

half a dozen times
in the last three years.

We have logs
from the cab companies

who took him to your house.

One driver will testify
that he saw you

walking across the lawn,

yelling and cursing
at Walderman.

Calling him by name.

What are you offering?

Man One.

Man Two, no jail tim,
community servic.

Man One.
Best I can do.

Mr. Inwood admits
killing Mr. Walderman.

Then we have a deal.

We're arguing self defense.

What jury's going to believe
that a professional athlete

like Mr. Inwod
felt threatend

by a middle-agd
couch potat?

He attacked my client
with a knife.

What were you doing
at Walderman's apartment

to begin with?

Look, I went to reason
with him, all right?

I told him to be a man about it.

To leave me and my family alone.

But he went off on me.

Came at me
with a damn butcher knife.

I had no choice
but to take him down.

It was him or me.

Inwood would have had
to have believed

he was in imminent danger
of death,

and had to use deadly force
to protect himself.

It's always
the same problem--

Keeping the victim alive
in the mind of the jury.

I'll continue to stress
the disparity in size

and strength
between the two men.

I keep wondering
why Inwood went

to Walderman's apartment
that night.

Something happened
at the bar.

All the witnesses
say Inwood and Walderman

never exchanged two words
that whole evening.

That Inwood's posse kept him
away from the table.

Maybe it was just
the sight of him.

The fact of his showing up.

That he had the gall
to crash Inwood's party.

Exactly, I mean,
that's the rub right there.

These fans who think
their ticket

entitles them to a piece
of the players.

Maybe that's all it was.

Walderman got too close
once too often.

Inwood snapped.

I'd buy it.

Let's hope the jury does too.

I've been
a professional basketball coach

for the last 20 years.

Did you ever
coach the defendant?

Yes, for two seasons, when I was
with the Philadelphia Cannons.

How would you describe

your experience
with Mr. Inwood?

Difficult.

I was the coac,

and Silas didn't thik
that he needed on.

So we fougt
about everythin.

You fought?

Yeah, we'd screm
at each other in practic.

I told him there was no "I"
in team.

And he said, yeah,
but there is an "I" in win.

I mean, they mae
so much money these day.

As soon as their paychecks
have more zeroes than yours,

well, you can just
forget about it.

Did your fights
with Silas Inwood

ever become physical?

Once.
He was late to practice.

It was the second time
that week.

And I told him that rules
were for everyone.

And he told me that
it would be better

if I didn't talk to him
for the rest of the day.

A little while later,
we were running drills.

I asked him
if he'd join the team.

And he just went off.
Went off?

He jumped me from behind.

He put me in a choke hold.

He's so strong, he actually
picked me off the ground.

My feet were dangling.
I blacked out.

I really don't know what
would have happened

if the other players
hadn't pulled him off.

Was the defendant punished
for attacking you?

The owners didn't want
the league to find out,

so he was never punished
or reprimanded, fined, anything.

And what happened to you?

I was fire.

Because?

It was him or me.

Who do you think management's
gonna side with,

the coach or the star?

The, um...

second season
that you coached Mr. Inwood

and the Cannons, I mean,

that was widely considered
a disappointment, wasn't it?

We had a lot of injuries.

You finished 15 games
under .500.

I mean, isn't that right?

Yeah.

The media speculated that
you were already gonna be fired.

And this was long before

the incident with my client.

I don't even recall.

You were fired.

And you blame my client for it.

I blame the system
for coddling these guys.

I mean, they make
more money than God.

And nobody says no to the.

So this is payback?

You're testifying
against Mr. Inwood

because you're angry
about losing your job.

I'm testifying
against Silas Inwood

because he's dangerous.

He coulda killed me,

and I think it's time that
we got him off the streets.

Basketball was Ira's life.

He loved the Empires.

How did he behave
at the games?

He liked to scream and shout.
He got into it.

He got into it?

That's what the teams want.

They play all this loud music.

They have cheerleader.
Everyone's drinking bee.

They rev up the crod
so you fel

like you're part
of the team.

Like you're contributing.

It's the home court advantage.
It's real.

Do you think Ira Walderman felt
he was part of the team?

Definitely. He'd like to say
that he was the sixth man.

How did he feel
about Silas Inwood?

Ira hated hi.

He felt if he could thrw
Inwood off his gam,

the Empires would wi.

What would he do
to throw Inwood off his game?

He'd call him name.

Yell stuff, whatever it took
to get under Inwood's skin.

Did it work?
Oh, yeah.

Once Walderman made a comment
about Inwood's baby's mama,

and Inwood looked right at him
and gave him the finger.

He was so angry
that he missed two free throws

that would have iced the game.

How did Walderman react?

He couldn't believe tht
he'd got a rise out of Inwoo.

But after that,
it was all Inwood, all the time.

He just livd
to torment hi.

Other than that one incident,

did Mr. Inwood react
to Mr. Walderman's taunts?

No.

You were at that game

when what's now
come to be known

as the big brawl broke out,
isn't that right?

Yeah, I was.
Sitting next
to Mr. Walderman?

Yes.

Did Mr. Walderman do anything
to provoke any of the players?

He threw a beer.

The beer that hit
Mr. Inwood

while he was lying
on the scorer's table?

I don't know,
it might've been.

There were a lot of people
throwing things onto the court.

Did you see Mr. Inwood
leave the court?

Yeah, he jumped off the table
and just charged

right into the stands.

Did you see him go
after Mr. Walderman?

It was pretty chaotic.

Well, I'm sure it was.

But did you see him
go after Mr. Walderman?

No.

Hit him, beat hi,
physically assault hi?

No.
Did you see Mr. Walderman
in a physical confrontation

with any of the players?

No.

But when you read

about his lawsuit
against the league

and Mr. Inwood--

Objection.

Your honor,
the people posit that lawsuit

as part of my client's
alleged motive.

I'll allow it.
Witness may answer.

Honestly, I thought
it was a scam.

To defraud Mr. Inwood?

That, and to make his life
miserable.

Thank you.

With all of the hostile
basketball fans in New York,

how did Mr. Inwood even know
who Mr. Walderman was?

Because Walderman was especially
obnoxious and mean-spirited.

Fans yell things
all the time,

and players learn
to deal with it.

But Waldermn
really crossed the lin.

How so?

He'd show up
at Silas' house in Philadelphia

and his hotel in New York.

He'd also call
in the middle of the night

the night before a game.

How often
would he call his hotel?

Three, four times a day.

Every time he played
in New York.

Did you ever hear
any of these phone calls?

Yes, in fact I saved one.

Your Honor, I'd like
to play a message

left for Mr. Inwood
by Mr. Walderman.

Go ahead, Mr. Chiles.

I own you, Inwood.
You lazy mutt.

You're nothin' but a dumb jock.

No more free ride for you.

My boys are gonna kick your
overpaid ass back to Philly.

Better put the kids to bed
unless you want them

to see daddy get schooled.

And what effect did these
phone calls have on Mr. Inwood?

He was unnerved.

As a black man in America,

anytime you get a white man
saying things

with even a hint
of racial bias,

it's upsetting.

What were racial about these
phone calls in your opinion?

The words:

lazy, overpaid, dumb.

From a white fan

to a black playe,
it's cod.

It makes you uncomfortable.

Hm...now, what happened

the evening of the video game
promotion?

It was supposed to be a fun,
low-key, family type of event.

Silas got upset when he sw
Walderman in the crow.

What did you do?

I asked Mr. Walderman to leave
Silas and his family alone.

We've heard testimony that
you confronted Mr. Walderman.

I told hm
what I thought of hi,

that he was pathetic
and needed to get a life.

He said the only reason
why Silas' son

had shoes on his feet
and clothes on his back

was because of fans
like him.

He said he owned Silas.

Owned Silas Inwood?

He said
he was public property.

And that's when
I really went off on him.

Thank you.

Mr. McCoy.

The people have no questions
for this witness

at this time, your honor.

Trial is recessed
until tomorrow.

Let's find out just what family
Inwood had at that event.

Inwood's mother
and his ex-girlfriend

were at the sports bar.

His ex is the mother
of his 7-year-old son Trey,

who was also there.

Did you talk
to the two women?

I tried.
They weren't very cooperative.

I did find a waitress

who remembers Walderman
at their table

trying to talk to the son.

The mother and the ex
were shooing him away.

I'd be upset if the man
who'd been harassing me

suddenly turned his attention
to my child.

I'll see what else
I can find out.

After the video game event,
I went to his place.

I thought if I talked
to the man face to face...

What happened when you got
to Mr. Walderman's apartment?

I told him
that I wanted a truce,

and that we needed to talk.

And what did he say to that?

He said to come in.

I told him all the phone calls
and nonsense had to stop.

And what did he say?

He denied it.
So I called him a liar.

You argued?

Yeah, it got pretty ho.

And then what happened?

We'd go back and forth.

Next thing I know,
he's coming up

out of the kitchen
at me with a knife.

And what did you do?

I grabbed him by his ar.

I got behind hm
and put him in a choke hol.

Just to chill him out,
you know.

And he still had the knife?

He kept trying to turn
and get at me with the knife.

So I jerked him up.

I told him to hold still.

Then he quit moving.

But I didn't mean to kill him.
I swear to God I didn't.

Did it ever occur to you

that Mr. Walderman picked up
a knife because he was scared?

All I know is he attacked me.

I never put my hands
on him till then.

I just wanted him
to leave me alone.

You or your son,
Mr. Inwood?

Objection.
Relevance?

Goes to motive.

I'll allow it.

Was your son Trey
at the video game signing?

Yeah.

Did you see Mr. Walderman
approach your son?

I was busy signing games.

My cousin told me about i.

And you were angry.

Harassing you was one thing,

but now he was
harassing your son.

Objection.

Sustaine.

Ask a question, Mr. McCoy.

Did you ask Trey
about it afterwards?

Yeah, he said some guy
came up to him at the party

and said something ugly
about me.

What did Mr. Walderman
say to him?

I don't know exactl.

Something disrespectful.

And how did your son respond?

He was upset.

And that upset you.

How would you feel

if some guy said something bad
about you to your boy?

So you went to his apartment
and confronted him.

Objection.
Sustained.

What did you say
to Mr. Walderman

about what he said
to your son?

Look, I just told him
that I didn't appreciate it

and that he definitely crossed
the line when he did that.

Did you threaten him?

I just told him
all of it had to stop,

no.

And his response?

That's when the dude
attacked me.

How tall are you,
Mr. Inwood?

6'9".

How much do you weigh?

250.

Mr. Walderman was 5-foot-8
and weighed 190 pounds.

So?

An overweight,
42-year-old man

who worked at a desk
all his life.

He had a knife.
So you say.

Of course we only have your word
for what happened that night.

Mr. Walderman isn't here to tell
us his side of the story.

Your honor, Mr. McCoy should
save his closing arguments

for the appropriate moment.

I agree.
Mr. McCoy.

Your honor, at this time
I would like to illustrate

more concretely
for the court

the disparity
in size and strength

between the victim
and the defendant.

Your honor.

What do you have
in mind, Mr. McCoy?

If Mr. Inwood would
step down for a moment

from the witness stand

so that we can compare him

to someone roughly
Mr. Walderman's

height, age, and weight--

I object, your honor.

Such a presentation would be
highly prejudicial.

It's one thing to say
that Mr. Inwood is a 6'9",

250-pound
professional athlete.

And Mr. Walderman
was a foot shorter,

60 pounds lighter,

15 years older,
and an accountant.

It's another thing to see
the two men side by side.

And since Mr. Walderman
can't be with us...

I'll allow it.

The witness will please
step down for a moment.

Stand there,

Mr. Inwood, please.

Officer, please step forward.

How tall are you, sir?
5'10".

And how much do you weigh?
195.

I take judicial note
of the court officer's height

and weight.

Please stand next
to the defendant.

Thank you.

Now, we can't know exacty
what happened that nigt

between Ira Walderman and
the defendant, Silas Inwood.

But..

judge for yourselves.

Your Honor.

Please sit down,
Mr. Chiles.

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, your honor.

In the People
versus Silas Inwood,

we the jury find the defendant
guilty as charged.

A League spokesman
was making the rounds

of the morning talk shows.

Let me guess.

Now they're denouncing Inwood
for the thug that he is

and distancing themselves
as fast as they can.

The Cannons are trying
to cancel his contract.

Morals clause.

They took long enough
to exercise it.

Did you see
this morning's headline?

Inwood outta luck.

I was referrig
to the other on.

Inwood selling out.

His jersey became

the number one sports
memorabilia item overnight.

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