All language subtitles for Murder.In.The.First.S03E08

Fellas, fellas.

Good morning.

Hey.

So, how was the, uh, birthday thing?

Exhausting. Thanks for asking, though.

So, you're not even gonna
make eye contact with me?

Is that what's going on?

I'm working.

It's what we're paid to do, right?

All right. So, you're still pissed.

Oh, my God.

Terry, the center of the world

doesn't go through you, all right?

Can we just try and close
a couple cases here, please?

We really should be looking
at Paul Barnes, hard.

Agreed. Okay. Molk, Navarro?

- Yo.
- Let's do this.

All right. Let's hit this scenario.

Barnes had access to the murder weapon.

Mm-hmm. Check. Check.

Before and after it killed Normandy,

which... which matters.

He had total access to Alicia's house

until Andrew Lippman pushed him out.

And then Normandy kept him out.

Which is sad. I mean, the poor girl,

all these guys in her life,
trying to take charge of her.

Okay, all right.
She's not the victim here.

Right, she's not the murder
victim. I didn't say she was...

So, we're thinking Barnes hired Billy

to get rid of Normandy
with Lippman's gun?

- Uh-huh.
- Nice and tidy.

- Okay.
- Two for one.

And we don't even need
this charge to stick, right?

We just need to build
a permanent firewall

between Lippman and Alicia.

Make Daddy her hero again.

Where was Barnes when Billy got dead?

Hospital, making sure
everyone saw he was there.

Yeah, but according to the timeline,

we established that
he could have snuck out.

So, where does that leave us?

A lot of motive but zero evidence...

the same problem we've had
with every other suspect

in this goddamn case.

I mean, can you at least tie
Paul Barnes to the 911 call?

Keefer confirmed
that a call came through

a deaf relay service.

Yeah, so it lets you type your message,

eliminating voice recognition.

But because of privacy laws,
we can't track it.

Naturally.

And "shots fired" could have
come straight from Paul Barnes.

He could have SWAT'd Alicia's house

to make sure the murder weapon
was logged and found

but knowing that it was
registered to Lippman.

Okay. Well, until your psychic
talents are admissible in court,

go find some actual evidence we can use.

Yes, sir.

Easy for me to say. I know.

I'm just frustrated.

We all are, sir.

We got the wrong guy.

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The State recalls Skylar Jennings.

Your Honor, I move to exclude
this witness's testimony.

The girl should be in rehab,
not on the witness stand,

after her performance
last week in this courtroom

where she was clearly under
the influence of narcotics.

Denied. Sit down, Mr. Arkin.

You'll get your turn
on cross-examination.

Came straight from her 12-step meeting.

Good for her.

Skylar, where were you standing

when you witnessed the accident?

I was on top of the warehouse roof

at the corner of 7th and Parr.

Were you alone?

Yes, I was.

What were you doing on a roof
in an industrial area

at 11:00 at night by yourself?

I was tagging up a billboard.

What does that mean?
I was spray-painting.

I'm a graffiti artist.

All right.

Why did you look down at the street?

I heard a car, and I just wanted
to make sure it wasn't cops.

What did you see?

A gold car barreling down the street,

and there was a lady
already out in the crosswalk.

I didn't even have time to yell

before the car hit her
and she went flying.

Did you hear brakes being applied?

Not until after scream and that thump

I can't forget.

Then he stomped on the brakes.

Yeah, I mean, I can smell the rubber.

- So, it was first the scream...
- Mm-hmm.

...then the impact, then the brakes.

That's the sequence
you remember, Skylar?

Exactly. Did you call 911?

I know I should have, but I didn't.

Why not?

I didn't want to get in trouble.

You're a heroin addict,
aren't you, Skylar?

In fact, weren't you high on heroin

when you collapsed
in this courtroom last week?

Yes. And I'm sorry about that.

I was nervous.

Now, you've been arrested
on numerous occasions

for possession of narcotics,
haven't you?

Yes.

Right, and the last time
was 15 days after the accident

that you claim you saw.

I know what I saw.

But till you were arrested,
again, you didn't tell anybody

that you had witnessed
a terrible accident,

a fatal accident, did you? No.

You've been promised favorable treatment

on your drug charges in exchange for

your testimony here today, haven't you?

Sure, but that doesn't change the facts.

Uh, the fact that you're
only here to help yourself?

No more questions for Ms. Jennings.

Don't gloat.

There are eyes on you.

Hey, Kat.

Can I come in?

I don't know what else
I can tell you about Paul.

I mean, you met him.
He's a big personality.

Hmm. I didn't see that.

Well, maybe not when
he's talking to you.

But he gets what he wants.

Like cutting you off from Alicia?

I was a crazy mess
with drugs and the booze.

He was right. I wasn't good for her.

I'd come home from the road,

and it was like I was
the party crasher, you know?

I remember this one time...
Ally must have been about 5,

and I was trying to make up with
Paul for something I had done.

I don't even know what.

And she came running over
and kicked me and said,

"Go get your own daddy."

Daddy's little girl?

All the way.

Even when she got older?

Oh, they were their own
tight club by then.

I was never a member.

Maybe I didn't try very hard,

but it was always them
against everybody else.

Until she got older and found
new daddies of her own, right?

What do you mean?

Well, Andrew Lippman, Normandy Parker...

She definitely picks older men, right?

No. No, they pick her.

They like that she needs
someone to protect her.

I couldn't do it.

I was too twisted
on chemicals all the time.

I mean, but that's a choice, right?

I mean, nobody forced
anything down my throat

or up my nose or in my arm.

I should have never
said anything to him.

- To who?
- Paul.

Paul is not the forgiving type.

He didn't want a sick thing
like me around our girl anymore.

Well, what did you say to him?

I got this crazy idea that there was...

something wrong between him and Ally,

that they were...

too close, you know?

That's how disgusting I was.

Shame on me.

There was no way back from that.

Did you see something?

Not really.

I-I don't... I just...

Sometimes, I'd think
I heard them in her room.

Sometimes, it was the way
they looked at each other.

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Uh, can I finish my tea at least?

It's cold.

I should have never answered the door.

I knew it. I knew it!

I knew it.

It's okay.

Kat, this is off the record, okay?

We're just having a conversation.

Then let's pretend we didn't have it.

Okay?

So, you went back
to see her by yourself?

Yeah, just wanted
to get more background.

I mean, she obviously wasn't gonna talk

in front of you, so...

Please tell me you recorded it.

- No.
- Hildy...

Terry, it was just a conversation.

Come on. What did she say?

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

She thinks that Paul molested Alicia.

That's why he cut off contact
between her and Kat.

So, sexual jealousy is clearly
a whole new motive for us.

So, that got Normandy out of the way.

Mm-hmm.

Stuck it on Lippman.

Wipe out the entire competition.

Why would Kat leave her daughter alone

with that man with that in her head?

Because he made her think
it was only in her head.

You know, she was just
the drug-crazed bitch.

Slick.

These girls are so vulnerable.

They're like children in women's bodies.

I have no idea
how I'm gonna protect Louise

from this kind of stuff.

I'm... I'm terrified for her to grow up.

Well, it's not like either of
you two have much of a choice.

The real monsters aren't under the bed.

They're in them.

Not all men are monsters.

Talk to me if you ever have
a daughter, all right?

Okay, well, what do you want to do?

Catch the son of a bitch.

Case Detective Ron Bestul.

I'm a collision reconstructionist

with the San Francisco
Police Department.

The physical evidence
recovered from the roadway

indicates that
the point of impact happened

inside the crosswalk,
approximately 11.5 feet

from the south curb of Parr Street.

Would Graciela have been
visible to an oncoming car?

The line of sight
was completely unobstructed

from curb to curb. Yes, ma'am.

Where do the skid marks begin?

After the point of impact.

The defendant did not react in time

to brake at all
before hitting the victim.

What is the accepted standard
for reaction time

to avoid a collision?

For a sober driver, not distracted

by outside influences,
1.5 to 2.0 seconds.

Were you able to determine
how much time elapsed

between the point of impact
that killed Graciela

and the start of the BMW's skid marks?

Yes. 3.0 to 3.8 seconds.

Almost double.

That's correct.

Did you personally visit
the scene of the accident?

Yes, I did. At night?

No, for that, I used

the police department's
array of crime-scene photos.

But the police photographers
brought portable lights

to the scene, didn't they?

I believe so.

So, you don't personally know

how dark that intersection is
at night, do you?

Not personally. No.

Then you don't know for a fact

that the victim was visible

when she stepped out
into the street, do you?

I know the line of sight is unobstructed

at that intersection.

All right.

So, do you know the average
walking stride length

of a typical 5'4" woman.

That's the height of the victim.

Yes, sir. I do.

Approximately 2.3 feet.

And what about running stride length,

same gender, same height?

Running, not jogging,
we estimate 6 to 7 feet.

Huh.

Well, I'm no mathematician,

but isn't that fewer than two steps

from the curb to the point of impact?

Well, sir, there's no way to determine

actual speed and stride length
from the evidence.

So, it's possible
the victim ran right in front

of Mr. Siletti's car
in the dark, isn't it?

Objection. Calls for speculation,

as Counsel well knows.

Withdrawn.

Withdrawn.

Detective, are you aware that
the BMW halogen headlights,

such as Mr. Siletti's,
have received the industry's

worst safety rating for illumination?

No, sir. I was not aware of that.

Okay.

I was surprised to hear from you, Terry.

I didn't think you saw
any value in therapy.

Oh, I-I didn't mean to be rude,
what I said before.

I know.

I was under a lot
of pressure, obviously.

You know, that sounds like
I'm making an excuse, but...

Do you feel the pressure
building up again?

Uh, no. I got exonerated
from the shooting, so...

Do you feel exonerated?

Well, that's... that's not,
um, why I'm here.

I'm here now, uh, today, to talk about

the situation with my...
with my partner.

- Oh, okay.
- Yeah.

- What's going on?
- Uh...

So, uh, we've been a team
for, like, five years,

uh, and everything was cool,
but somehow we got out of synch,

and, um, I don't know why.

I just can't seem to
do anything right, you know?

Since the shooting?

No, no, not the shooting.

Since... Since her daughter's birthday.

Oh.

Her daughter just turned 12,

uh, so I bought her a gift, right?

A nice gift, an appropriate gift.

I mean, I watched this girl grow up.

And, uh... And my partner
just... just went off on me.

And I don't, uh... I don't know why.

Hmm. When was her daughter's birthday?

It was Friday.

So, this just happened.

Mm-hmm. And it's...
it's not getting any better.

So, that's why I'm taking up,
uh, room on your couch.

How long have you and your
partner been intimate?

Where'd you...
Where'd you get that from?

You know anything we talk
about stays confidential.

A couple times.

Twice. Two times.

Why did you stop?

Uh, the lieutenant found out.

Yeah, he, uh... He told us we,
uh... we had to make a choice.

We could either be partners or a couple.

We had to choose. We couldn't...
We couldn't be both.

And you both chose the job.

No, no.

I said that I would...

I would transfer departments for her.

All she had to do was say the word.

You wanted her to make
the decision for you?

See, now you sound just like her.

Hmm.

Can we use her name?

Sorry. Yeah.

Hildy.

Hildy. Okay.

What was Hildy's reaction?

She said this was
pu... you know, putting

too much pressure on her
and that we should want to do

what's best for each other.

But sh-she doesn't...
she doesn't know what's best.

Do you think maybe
you're going too fast for her?

Uh, I mean...

Look, I've been to war.

You know, I've lost a wife.

Last month, I-I killed an unarmed man.

You know, life is short, and I love her,

so... let's do this.

You know?

Do you love her enough to slow down?

Do you love her enough to apologize?

Apologi... For what?

You tell me.

Okay. Uh, I mean,
I'm sorry that she's upset.

You know, but I'm not sorry

for buying her daughter a nice gift.

Mm. I don't see how or
why that's a mistake.

What was the gift?

Uh, an iPad.

Expensive choice.

I don't have anybody else
to buy anything for,

so... it was... it was cool.

What did you get her daughter last year?

Last year was a book.

But she's... It's her
12th birthday, though.

It's a big one.

It's a big one.

It may have looked to Hildy
as though you were trying

to wedge yourself into the family,

threatening her autonomy as a parent.

A gift can be more than a gift.

What am I supposed to do now? Okay?

'Cause I'm not gonna apologize
for not making a mistake.

Do you want to be right,
or do you want to be happy?

I didn't know there was a difference.

Laura Clark.

I'm a sommelier at Valerie's SoMa Grill

in the Hotel Geneva.

How many guests were at
the defendant's birthday party?

12.

How many bottles of wine did you pour?

15. I checked the total the next morning

when I heard about the accident.

More than a full bottle per person?

Well, two of the guests
only drank sparkling water,

so it averaged out to be about
a bottle and a half per guest,

not including cocktails before dinner.

Did you observe that some guests
drank more than others?

Sure.

I mean, when you work
a large table like that,

you figure out fast when and how often

to circle back to top off the glasses.

Do you recall frequently topping
off the defendant's glass?

Object. Vague.

He was the host and the guest of honor,

so I made sure his glass stayed full.

Did the defendant appear
to you to be intoxicated?

He looked like he'd had a good time.

So, you counted the bottles you opened,

not the bottles you emptied, correct?

For the check total, yes.

And you have no way of knowing

how much any specific guest
actually consumed, do you?

- No.
- All right.

And the restaurant expects you
to maximize bottle sales, right?

- Definitely.
- Right.

And the more you sell,
the larger the tip you get

from the customer, right?

I wasn't trying to pad the check,

if that's what you're trying to say.

As a certified sommelier, you're aware

that it's a violation of California law

to sell or serve alcohol

to an obviously
intoxicated person, aren't you?

Nobody was obviously intoxicated.

Oh.

Well, then, no more questions.

Reception.

Yeah, SFPD for Alicia Barnes, please.

Go ahead.

It was just me and my dad.

We had to be everything to each other.

I know.

Your mom told me.

Even when she was there,
she wasn't there.

She was there enough to see
what your dad was doing to you.

What do you want?

She feels bad.

She regrets not being able
to be there to protect you.

You don't understand.

I actually kind of do.

Because of... of what happened to me.

When I was 11, my brother was 13.

He wanted me to play
photographer with him.

He would take
photographs of me... naked.

He would help my pose and...

touch me wherever.

Kiss me...

wherever.

Did you ever tell anyone?

I told my dad.

He beat my brother up so bad
I thought he was gonna kill him.

But he never touched me again.

It was different for us.

We depended on each other.

We loved each other.

We had a full relationship as adults.

He never did anything to me.

He did everything with me.

That's how we took care of each other.

He was the only person
that I could trust.

Do you understand?

I understand that
your father is a child molester

and you are his victim.

I wasn't a little girl.

I was old enough to know what I wanted.

You wanted your father?

We wanted each other.

I'm not a victim.

Okay.

You're not a victim.

Hmm. So, the... the four stints in rehab

before you were 23,
those were just recreational?

Like mother, like daughter?

Don't blame him for that.

Did Normandy know what was going on?

Daddy said that I wouldn't
be able to keep our secret,

and he was right.

I couldn't.

So, Normandy was the one
that had you get

the restraining order against your dad.

Normandy wanted me to choose,
and I didn't want to.

And if you try
and tell anybody any of this,

I will call you a liar

and I will sue you
personally for slander.

Alicia, what if your father
is the reason

why Normandy was killed?

What if he hired Billy James to kill him

and then killed Billy to cover it up?

End of interview. 2:32 p.m.

Copy that.

The heart is the ugliest
part of the body.

We kept thinking money was the motive.

Well, we're partly right.

Alicia's a huge source of income

now that her father's back in charge.

Love, revenge, and money...

the classic big three all at once.

Don't call it love.

Is that true?

About Junior?

No.

I was just trying to find
a way in so she'd talk to me.

It worked.

I know how to lie.

Martin Reardon.
I'm the Acting District Attorney

for the City and County
of San Francisco.

Were you drinking alcohol

at the defendant's
birthday party, Mr. Reardon?

No, I was not.

Alcohol gives me headaches,

so I usually try
to stick to water and soda.

You were completely sober
all night, weren't you?

Objection. Asked and answered.

Sustained.

Did you observe the defendant
drinking alcohol?

Yes, I did.

Heavily?

Objection. Counsel is
calling for a conclusion.

I'll rephrase.

Did the defendant seem impaired to you?

I wouldn't say wouldn't say
Mr. Siletti seemed impaired.

Mr. Reardon, didn't you tell me

during preparation for this trial

that the defendant
appeared drunk to you,

specifically using the words
"drunk as a skunk"?

No, Counselor.

I told you that I would
have been drunk as a skunk,

since I personally have
zero tolerance for alcohol

because I'm a non-drinker.

Perhaps you misunderstood me.

I did not, sir.

Your Honor, the State
is arguing with its own witness.

Uh...

I have no more questions
for this witness.

Mr. Arkin?

Mr. Reardon, are you a personal
friend of Mr. Siletti's?

No, I am not.

Then why were you a guest
at his birthday party?

It was an office party being
thrown by the boss for the boss,

so I was expected to attend.

Well, with Mr. Siletti currently on

an administrative leave of absence,

who is, uh, the boss now?

I am the boss. I am
the Acting District Attorney.

All right. So, if Mr Siletti
returns to his elected position

as the District Attorney

for the City and County
of San Francisco,

what happens to you?

I go back to being an assistant D.A.

So, you lose your job

as the current
head of the office, right?

Yes, that is correct.

Well, that doesn't
give you any incentive

to help Mr. Siletti, does it?

I'm an officer of the court, Counselor,

so I would testify
as truthfully as possible,

regardless of the consequences
to Mr. Siletti.

All right. I have no more
questions, Your Honor.

Redirect?

No, Your Honor.

Step down, Mr. Reardon. You are done.

The State may now call its next witness.

Your Honor, at this point,

the State of California would rest.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

this would be a good time
to call a recess for the day.

We will resume tomorrow, 9:00 A.M.

Have a good evening.

Thank you for telling the truth, Marty.

I didn't.

If it wasn't for your family,
I'd have buried you.

Hey, Paul. Thanks for coming in.

Uh, can I offer you some coffee?

It's not very good,
but it's caffeinated.

Well, based on that review,
I'll pass, but thanks.

Good man. Right this way.

Hey, Paul. There you go.

Thanks, Terry.

Yeah.

I'll tell you what,
you know, if it wasn't

for that prank call,

we wouldn't have a murder weapon,

we wouldn't have Lippman.

- Well, he was a lousy lawyer.
- Hmm.

Doesn't know zip about music.

He was calling himself
a manager to max his cut.

I mean, he took advantage
of her in every way he could.

Yeah. No wonder you hate him so much.

Well, to know him is to hate him.

And then I guess Alicia went
from bad to worse with Normandy?

Why, because he was black? No.

No, no, no. Because he was...
Because he was married.

Okay, well, I don't approve of that.

But... you know,
he was getting separated,

so it was none of my business.

Mm-hmm.

So, Normandy was older.
Lippman was older.

What's going on with her
and these older men?

Not so old, you know, just...

Well...

I don't understand how some
of these young boys could...

could even try to understand
her or protect her, you know?

Yeah.

I imagine none of them could protect her

from herself the way you could.

I'm her father.

Yeah.

Well, that makes all the difference.

What's going on
with this restraining order?

Look, I liked Normandy a lot,

but he had to be number one.

That was great for him on the field,

but he never wanted
anyone close to Alicia...

I mean, not Lippman, not me.

Mm.

So, he didn't appreciate
y'all's relationship.

No, he was jealous because
of how close we were.

Right.

He didn't like how special
it was between you and Alicia.

Right?

But I get it. I get it.

These young girls, man.

The way they throw themselves at you,

practice on you, the way they get you

to give them whatever they want.

You know, I feel you.

But you know what?

The statutes of limitations
are almost up anyway,

so all I want to do
is solve these two murders.

That's smart, though,

the way you got Lippman's gun to us.

But when did Billy bring it back to you?

When you paid him?

Does that technique ever work?

What do you mean?

You gonna arrest me?

We're just talking, man.

Because there is no evidence, right?

It's hard to prove something
that didn't happen.

All you have is a disgusting story.

From Alicia.

Listen, my daughter
would never lie like that.

Because she loves me.

And she needs me
more than ever right now.

Is that door unlocked?

Yeah, man.

Thank you.

Mr. Ramirez, I know
this is difficult for you.

I hope you'll be able
to help the jury understand

what happened to your wife.

When was the last time
you spoke with her?

When she was walking to the bus.

Right before she was killed.

In fact, she was
talking to you on her cellphone

at the time of the accident, wasn't she?

It wasn't an accident.

That man there, he murdered my wife!

I understand that's how you feel.

How do you understand how I feel?

Your Honor?

Mr. Ramirez, please just answer
the questions you're asked.

Do not give your opinion.

Now, do you need a moment or two
to collect your emotions?

No, sir.

Then repeat the question
for the witness,

if you would, Mr. Arkin.

Was your wife
talking to you on her cellphone

when she was struck by the car?

Yeah.

I heard her scream.

I heard her die.

And I am very sorry for your loss.

She had just finished a double shift

at the medical center, hadn't she?

Yes.

16 hours straight of nursing duty?

She was a very good nurse.

Now, that wasn't my question, sir.

Had your wife been working
on her feet for 16 hours?

She had a half-hour
between shifts, plus breaks.

And what bus did she usually take

when she worked the second shift?

The 11:32, so she
could make the transfer.

All right.
And with the accident at 11:28,

she would have been
running late, wasn't she?

She'd have to hurry.

Objection, Your Honor.

Counsel is testifying, not the witness.

Yeah, I-I'll rephrase.

Was your wife late for her bus

when she stepped out in front
of Mr. Siletti's car?

A-A little late. A little late.

She had the right of way.

She was in the crosswalk.

Mr. Ramirez, please answer
the question that's asked.

I'm sorry, sir.

Continue, Mr. Arkin.

Just one more question.

You hired a civil lawyer
to file a lawsuit

seeking $15 million

from Mr. Siletti and his family,
didn't you?

Well, we have young children.

Yes.

Well, how soon did you contact a lawyer?

I don't know.

Oh?

Well, does two hours after the accident

seem about right to you, sir?

Multiple objections, Your Honor.

Counsel is again assuming
facts not in evidence.

He's badgering the witness.

One objection is sufficient, Counselor.

Sustained on fact.

$15 million.

Wow.

Is it your understanding
that a criminal conviction

in this courtroom
would better your chances

for a big payout?

I-I don't understand the question.

- Sure you do.
- Objection. Argumentative.

Your Honor, I'm done.

Does the State wish to
cross-examine the witness?

Cesar, the death of your wife left you

with two little motherless boys
you need to feed and clothe

and shelter and raise alone, right?

Yes.

I was watching their faces, Al.

The jury didn't like you for that.

I put the point across.

You cost us sympathy.

I think running over a young nurse

with two little kids...
that cost us sympathy, Mario.

I can only work with what I've got.

Ramirez is a lazy deadbeat
trying to get himself paid.

Well, I won't use that
in my closing argument.

Cassie's gonna have to sell you.

My wife is amazing.

The defense calls Catherine Siletti.

No, my husband was not intoxicated.

Otherwise, I would
have never let him drive.

I would have been behind the wheel.

Mm. Now, did you see the victim
before the accident.

No. No, the streets were empty,
and then, suddenly,

we hit something,
and our windshield broke.

When did you realize that what
had been hit was a pedestrian?

When I got out of the car

and I saw her lying on the ground.

Were you aware of anything
distracting your husband

at the time of the accident?

We were having an argument...

about his sexual relationship

with that woman.

Ms. Danson?!

- Objection, Your Honor.
- I bet.

In chambers right now.

You too, Mr. Siletti.

Ms. Siletti, step down.

That's not a request. You're excused.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

we're gonna take a recess.

Court is now in recess.

Were the two of you

sexually involved with
each other, yes or no?

No, Your Honor.

Don't lie to a judge.

Either this is a crazy
strategy by the defense,

which is losing in court,

or Mr. Siletti's wife
needs psychiatric help.

In no way is any of this true.

Please don't make me prove it, Mel.

You can't prove something
that never happened.

How dare you?

You remember my birthday party, right?

Well, it was a beautiful gift.

You son of a bitch.

Show me.

Why didn't you just
conflict yourself out?

I knew he was guilty.

This is you, Ms. Danson, on your knees?

You should both be ashamed of yourself.

A prosecuting attorney
intimate with the defendant

on the night of the crime!

Alleged crime, Your Honor.

- It's outrageous!
- Yeah.

Did you know anything about
this situation, Counselor?

No, sir. I did not.

Well, I have no choice now, do I?

I'm compelled to declare a mistrial.

Your Honor, I had no idea
this was gonna come out.

Oh, bullshit. You coached your wife.

- Jesus.
- Stop it!

We are going to go back out there,

and we are going to
take care of business

before all the... the media
roaches show up.

And since a mistrial
is a manifest necessity,

Mr. Siletti, jeopardy will continue.

Do not expect that your bad behavior

will somehow save you from a new trial.

And you, don't you dare cry.

No, Your Honor.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

circumstances have arisen

that require me to declare a mistrial.

I regret that you have been exposed

to sordid and unprofessional
matters in this courtroom.

Thank you for your patience,
your time, and your service.

You are excused.

We're adjourned.

All rise!

I had to go for a walk
to cool down after that.

I was protecting my wife, Al.

You lied to me.

I failed to disclose.

There's a difference.

I didn't want to
humiliate Cassie publicly,

or, for that matter, Mel.

Unless it was absolutely necessary.

The husband's testimony hurt us.

No, you planned this from the get-go.

No, no.

It was a terrible choice,

but not the worst outcome, right?

The A.G. is gonna re-file charges.

You need to find yourself
a new attorney.

I can't represent a client
who doesn't trust me.

I won't.

Would you have put Cassie
on the stand if I'd told you?

I'll send you a final bill.

Good luck, Mario.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

What's up?

I went to see Dr. Redmun today.

I thought you weren't into
all that therapy crap.

Yeah, I just... I needed some advice.

From a police shrink?

Well, I mean, it's
about two cops, so yeah.

Meaning us.

Yeah, I didn't really like
that we had that fight,

you know, and I know
you tried to explain it to me.

And I just didn't get it.

So, I'm sorry.

That wasn't as difficult
as I thought it would be.

Well, I'm sorry, too.

I-I totally overreacted.

No, you didn't overreact.

I should have talked to you

before buying that gift for Louise.

I just didn't...
I didn't think it through.

I think I just wanted
to show you how much I cared,

no matter how little
of you I get to see.

For now.

I think I need to look
at us on a longer timeline.

Not now doesn't have
to mean not ever, right?

I love you.

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