All language subtitles for Bull S1E01 The Necklace

Our system says a man is
innocent until proven guilty.

Innocent till
proven guilty?
The burden is
on the government

nobody believes that.
To prove that you're guilty

show me where
that's written down.
Beyond a reasonable doubt.

I-it's called innocent
till proven black.
That means
the jury...

(people continue talking)
I believe in our
system of justice.

How many people
have been taken off

death row because
of DNA testing?

20. It's 20 people.

20 people that
would have died.
Stop blaming
the system.

There is a better way.
(overlapping talking continues)

(overlapping talking)

(overlapping talking
grows louder)

Rich people don't play
by the same rules.

♪ ♪

(people cheer)

(indistinct conversation)

(screaming)

(screaming continues)

(camera shutter clicking)

(sirens wailing)

(helicopter blades whirring,
excited chattering)

newsman:
Brandon Peters,
the son of tech billionaire

Pete Peters, is set to be
arraigned on charges of...

Newswoman:
...Where honour student

Alyssa Yang's body
washed ashore.

Alyssa was last seen alive

on a yacht belonging to tech...

Newsman 2:
She was strangled to death
while on a yacht

belonging
to Pete Peters' company.

Schnoop is expected to take
a huge financial hit.

As surely as the sun
rises in the east,

my client will be vindicated,

and we look forward to a full
and fair hearing in open court.

(reporters clamouring,
camera shutters clicking)

(doors opening, closing)

I'm Marissa Morgan.

Pete Peters.

I work with Dr Bull.

Welcome to Trial
Analysis Corporation.

I thought this was
jury consulting.

I wouldn't use that
term around Dr Bull.

What we do here
is trial science.

A trial is more
than just the law.

It's psychology,
neurolinguistics,

demographics.

The way to win
is to know your jurors

down to their neurons.

And how exactly
do you do that?

I'll show you.

Yes, Brandon Peters had sex
with Alyssa Yang.

That's why the coroner found
his DNA on her body.

(softly):
That's our in-house counsel,
Benny Colón.

He's testing your
son's defence strategy

in front of a mock jury.

Benny:
Yes, yes.

But the state cannot produce

a single eyewitness that saw

Brandon kill Alyssa Yang.

That is as much a fact

as the rivers
that flow to the sea.

Is he...

Pretending to be me?

Excuse me...

For a moment.

(whispering):
The client is here.

Yes, I see that and
he has brought some lawyers.

Marissa:
Oh, he brought
five lawyers.

You know I hate lawyers.

Pete, I wrote that opening
statement and it works.

In lulling
people to sleep,

but that's not really
what we're after.

Out of this jury pool,

you're going to get
three not-guilty votes.

Juror number four,

diamond earrings,
platinum bracelet.

She is giving Brandon the
benefit of the doubt because

she thinks he's too pampered
to kill anyone.

Juror number seven,

college frat boy.
Basically,

wants to be Brandon.

And juror number 11,

our rebel
without a cause.

He's siding with
Brandon on principle,

but he'll crater
under pressure.

Is that right?

Yes.

By a show of hands,

after hearing that opening,

how many find the defendant

not guilty?

Pete Peters.

Dr Jason Bull.

Can you help my son?

Absolutely.

Hi.

(gavel banging)

The jury starts

with a preconceived
idea of the truth.

We don't guess at that.

We deep dive
into the jury pool.

We know what they're
thinking from the beginning.

What happened to innocent
until proven guilty?

No trial starts at zero.

Marissa:
Even before
jury selection,

TAC profiles
every potential juror.

Their behavioural patterns

in life and,
especially, online.

What they click on, likes,
keywords, avoidances,

it all gets plugged
into a 400-factor matrix

that is scary

in its predictive
efficiency.

We'll know how they'll vote
even before they do.

How do you get that data?

I hired Marissa from the
department of homeland security.

Is there someplace
we can sit?

Sure. Here you go.

So... What are

they thinking?

You're a rich jerk.

He's your jerk son

who got everything
handed to him.

A trial is not
a popularity contest.

Good 'cause they
don't like you, either.

Speaking of which,
I don't want to see

this army of
lawyers again.

Just you.

And her.

I've tried
hundreds of cases

without this
woo-woo psychology.

Pete:
So, what would you do?

Rutledge:
No eyewitness.

No murder weapon.
Those are the facts.

Try the facts.

Bull:
Except we already
tried it 18 times

on the facts,

and we didn't win one.

Well, a mock trial
is not a trial.

"innocent until
proven guilty," is like,

"two all-beef patties,
special sauce, lettuce,

cheese, pickles, onions
on a sesame seed bun."

it's the old jingle.

Do what he says.

(scoffs)

you know,
I'm not a monkey...

I like monkeys.

...Who you can tell to...
I love monkeys.

They have
self-discipline.

Extroverted.

They eat a diverse diet.

I was the attorney general
of the United States.

Curious George never said,
"I'm not a monkey."

you can't control
a trial like this.

You can't.

Things have changed...

But things haven't
changed that much.

These are the questions

I want you to ask
for the voir dire.

"why do you catch a cold?"

hey.

Sorry if it got
rough in there.

Somebody has to
call the shots.

It's better to be clear
from the beginning.

No hard feelings.

You're a con man.

You conned Peter,
but you haven't conned me.

I love you, man.

(elevator bell chimes)

good night, Dr Bull.

Good night.

You want us to
bug his watch?

I hate surprises.

Danny:
Clyde's watch.

When Izzie asked me
for a divorce,

that was a pleasant surprise...

That's not
how I remember it.

She's your sister.

You were married
to Benny's sister?

Are we wasting time
or is this team building?

C. Clyde Rutledge,

the former chief
law enforcement officer

of the United States.

I remember
you cried for weeks

while listening
to Harvest

by Neil Young
day and night.

When are you going to stop talking

about my divorce?

Just bug the watch.

"to Clyde: In friendship.
Barack."

Rule number one:

The client is the enemy.

Speaking of which,

he didn't show up
for witness prep.

He missed
three appointments.

OK, so, we have
a defendant going in front

of a conservative judge
with a boy band haircut

and pimp sneakers.

Do we believe
that Brandon

didn't know Alyssa
before the party?

Cable, hack into
his contacts.

See when he entered
her phone number.

He entered her number
the first time

the first night
of the party.

That's not her number.

Look it up.

Why would Alyssa
have two phones?

(reporters clamouring,
camera shutters clicking)

Clyde.

You lost this
at my office.

Thank you.

Almost looks
like a real Rolex.

The president
gave me this watch.

Nixon?

Judge:
You may proceed with
the questions, counsellor.

Why do you catch a cold?

Woman:
I have two small
children in day care.

They bring home ailments
from all the other children.

Why do you catch a cold?

I'm not going to
answer that.

You have to.

Tell me about her.
Put me down

as the juror who won't
answer frivolous questions.

Bess Johnson, 43.

Project accountant,
50 a year.

Divorced.

A son, AJ, 24, gay,

in Dannemora
on a drug charge.

Did he get a fair trial?

She has a bumper
sticker that says,

"the system is rigged."

wow. That's cynical.

Bull:
Tell me this moron

isn't going to strike her
for cause.

Your Honour, if the juror
won't answer the question...

General Rutledge, who's the man
who you keep looking to?

The man in the front row.

Rutledge:
That's Dr Bull.

He's a member of
the defence team.

Are you going to
challenge this juror?

Acceptable to the defence,
Your Honour.

Judge:
It looks like we have a jury.

Participating in a criminal case

as a juror is an important duty.

I live with my parents.

I live with my parents.

I retired on disability.

I retired on disability.

I just got engaged.

I just got engaged.

I've got a kid
in the system.

I have a kid
in the system.

We created a mirror jury,

a clone of the jury
that just got picked,

a 94% match
in every demographic,

every personal
characteristic.

We have them attend
the trial every day

along with the actual
jury to hear firsthand

every bit of evidence and
every single testimony.

We then fold their debrief
into what we already know

about each juror's
behavioural patterns.

So, what was that about,

"why do you
catch a cold?"

it's called "locus of control."

Rosalind believes that life
is within her control.

Fred think things
just happen to him.

We want as many jurors
as possible

who see themselves as victims.

But then they'll identify
with the victim.

Bull:
No, they'll see Brandon
as the victim.

Victim of what?

Neglectful father.

Absent mother.

The love that
they were raised with,

the love they gave their
children that Brandon never got.

Don't take it personally, Pete.

You want to win, right?

So, how does the algorithm

say we're doing?

What's the score?

We've got two votes.

This is ludicrous.

The jury hasn't
heard one witness.

So, we need ten more votes?

We need one vote.

In this case,

it could come
down to one.

One juror...

Who takes control
of the jury.

One story, based on
the facts or not,

that will persuade that person
to not convict our client.

How do you know it's her?

How do you not know?

Listen... I want to know every
injustice she ever suffered.

Every time she was
screwed over.

Every slight,
real or imagined.

I want to know

when she didn't get picked
for the kickball team.

I want all of it.

Where are you going with that?

I'm going to bring your boy home.

(indistinct conversations,
phones ringing)

These are the contacts
from Alyssa's second phone?

Did you light a candle?

No.

No candles.
No flavoured coffee.

Did you just break up
with someone?

You know what? Next time,
how about you just e-mail me,

OK, Cable?

Do you really want an illegal
hack on your computer?

Peyton Shong.

I know him from when
I worked narcotics.

(construction and street noise)

What's up?

How're you doing?

(both grunt)

Easy, easy, easy.

Peyton: Maybe I talked to her.
I don't remember.

You're not going to eat?

How'd she get
invited to that party?

Pretty girls get
invited everywhere.

Peyton, don't make me
kick your ass.

Lighten up, man.

You used to have
a sense of humour.

Breathe, OK?

Look, we're on
the same side on this one.

I just need the information.

Alyssa was smart.

She was careful.
She had hustle.

She moved crystal
and molly.

She knew all the rich kids
from the clubs.

She got the drugs from you?

At first.

She'd come out on the
seven train when she was 14.

Do her homework on the train.

Then it was an Uber.

Then she...

Bought a BMW,
found a new supplier.

What aren't you telling me?

She stopped being careful.

She started selling
fake molly,

methylone.

With just enough MDMA to
turn the test kits black.

How much fake molly
was she moving?

Enough to buy a BMW.

(reporters clamouring)

reporter:
It's the first day

in the murder trial that
electrified the city.

Brandon Peters, accused
of the murder of Alyssa Yang,

seen here arriving with
his father, Pete Peters.

His mother, the ex-Mrs Peters,

just arriving.

To the left is her friend
Adele Bensimon,

married to
real estate developer

Freddie Bensimon.

(reporters continue clamouring)

(grunts softly)

hey, Bull.

Jenna.

(shutter clicks)

attorney: You and Alyssa's
father, you're divorced?

Since Alyssa was 12.

That's my ex-husband, David,
in the front row.

Did you have a good relationship
with your daughter?

After my divorce,
especially.

She would talk to me
about everything.

She would tell me that
I was the only one

who really understood her.

She would talk to me...
My wife used to pull this.

Riding to the defence
of the children.

She had to control everything.

Mrs Yang: She said that
she really liked Brandon.

These kids in a divorce
are just lost.

Mrs Yang:
...Really hit it off.

I know she wanted
to sleep with him.

And did they sleep together?

She was 18.

It's normal at that age

to meet a boy and...
It's normal to meet a boy
and drown?

Mrs Yang: Maybe I should have
said no.

And the next time Alyssa
called you, what did she say?

She sounded frightened.

They had sex,
but it wasn't enough for him.

Attorney:
What do you mean

"it wasn't enough for him?"

(man coughs)

he wanted to have... anal sex.

(gallery murmuring)

I told her to stay away
from Brandon

and that I would call
his father.

Which I did.

Did you hear back
from Mr Peters?

Not till two days later.

I got a call
from his assistant

to tell me that
there had been an accident.

His assistant called you,
not Mr Peters?
Mrs Yang:
They did a headcount.

They thought she might have
fallen off the boat.

Somebody needs to stick it
to this prick.
Attorney: He had his assistant

call you to tell you

your daughter was dead.

Objection.

Judge:
Sustained.

No further questions.

Rutledge:
Ms Yang,

did you know your daughter
was a drug dealer?

That's not true.

Rutledge:
Mrs Yang,

you might learn things
in court today.

I just don't like
this lawyer.

I don't like the way
he talks down to me.

And did you see the way
he makes his associate

carry all the bags?

Rutledge:
Methylenedioxymethamphetamine.

I'm so hungover.

Rutledge:
MDMA.

Known as molly.

Alyssa was selling molly

to Brandon's friends.
(sighs)

and then she got greedy.

Blame the victim,
you misogynistic jerk.

Rutledge: She sold them
fake molly, methylone.

Isn't it possible
someone found out?

Bull:
She hates Rutledge.

Bess hasn't heard
a word he's said.

Rutledge:
Isn't it possible

she sold fake molly
to the wrong person

and that is what got her killed?

My daughter was a good girl.

(gallery murmuring)
an "A" student!

And you are making it seem...
Judge: (bangs gavel)
quiet, please.

Rutledge: You can't judge a book
by its cover,

can you, Mrs Yang?

I don't think you knew
your daughter at all.

Pig.

Rutledge:
No further questions.

Judge:
Court is in recess till Monday.

(gavel banging,
gallery murmuring)

(sniffles, chuckles)

You travel with these?

I'm a psychologist.

Lifetime supply comes
with the license.
(blows nose)

Pete told me about you.

Thinks you're
some kind of magician.

So far, I haven't seen it.

You think it's OK
if I take another xanax?

I've already taken three.

I'd go easy on that.

I'll just take half.

Pace yourself, Gail.

It gets a lot worse
before it gets better.

He doesn't even have
a relationship with Brandon.

Did he tell you that?

Pete got him an apartment

when he was 16 and basically
just stopped seeing him.

Hadn't seen him for a year
before the party.

(sighs deeply)

I came here for witness prep.

At Versailles,

a strategically placed
beauty mark said, "kiss me."

for us, it's what kind of
jeans do you wear?

Your clothes,
your hair, glasses, jewellery,

it's all a code
we use to talk to each other.

I don't need clothes.

I have clothes.

(chuckles)

Bull:
Brandon, never argue
with a stylist from Vogue.

You can call me Chunk.

And I'm Dr Jason Bull.

It's time we had a
talk, don't you think?

Why are you smirking?

I'm not smirking.
Did you see that?

He smirked, he's a smirker.
Hmm.

It's between a snigger
and a leer.

They're not going to convict me
because of my haircut.

No, but they ought to hang you
for being a dick.

You do realise there's
dozens of people here

working around the clock to save
you from life in prison?

Look, Dr Bull...

Dr Bull is too formal.

OK, Jason...

"Jason"? Wow.

I was thinking "boss."
"boss"?

I like "boss."

Call me "boss."

My dad says
I don't have to testify.

93% of all communication
is nonverbal.

You've been testifying
since day one.

Chunk:
I'm going to get these measurements
to the tailor.

(chuckles)

Did you kill Alyssa?

No.

But you did have sex with her.

They can believe whatever
they want to believe.

Is there any reason anyone

would have seen you with her
at the time she was strangled?

No, I wasn't with her.

Then where were you?

To be honest with you,

I don't even remember
leaving my room.

I had too much to drink.

We all did.

I don't know yet

exactly what
happened on that boat

and I don't know if you're
lying about what happened

between you and Alyssa,

but I do know you're
lying about something.

You're supposed to be
on my side.

I may be the only one who is.

She's a naturally dominant
personality.

She has lunch every day
with Rosalind and Sarah.

See how she keeps
her hands on her hips?

Goes through doors first.

Sustains eye contact.

They look up to her.

Even Frank likes her.

She connects all the dots.
She doesn't fit the analytics.

I got a hunch about her.
She'll make up her mind

and won't be swayed.

By you or anyone.

You were right.

Brandon was hiding something.

Where'd you get this?

I went through everyone's
photos, all of them,

even the snapchat.

There were 30,000.

Sleep much?
20 minute nap every four hours.

Polyphasic sleep, in the long
run, it saves you 20 years.

I see.

But this wasn't
on Brandon's phone.

No, but they're Brandon's.

Look at the monogram,
that's Brandon's stateroom.

(sighs, chuckles)

You know, I was
just sitting here,

wishing this case
was more complicated,

and then you show up,

as if sent by heaven,
with our defendant's

contemporaneous
photos of an arcane

Japanese bondage ritual.

Nice knots.

(with accent):
Summers at the yacht club.

(scoffs)

Tell me this isn't Brandon's.

It's not admissible.
Brandon and Alyssa
had sex with ropes.

She turns up
strangled to death.

How is that
not admissible?

Ah.

Mr Palmer, care to weigh in

on Brandon's party antics?

Wow.

I love the manicure.

Alyssa was a nail biter,
it's in the coroner's report.

No, not with those nails.

Half-moon nails?

That's a vintage look

from the '40s.

It's not admissible
'cause it's not Alyssa.

And you win a free meal
at the arby's of your choice.

He hooked up with two girls
on the yacht?

How do I get invited
to a high school party?

Kidding.

Adele:
Taylor is fragile.

Of course I explained how close
Brandon and Taylor are.

Our daughter had nothing
to do with this.

Gail:
We were all close.

We vacationed together.

We'd imagine how the kids

would get married one day.

Taylor and Brandon.

You know all about delusions,
Mr Wool.

Dr Bull.

All the pretty dreams

from long, long ago.

These your initials?

"AB"?

Taylor gets so unhappy,
it's unbearable.

She asked me to get
this girl invited.

It was a very small guest list.

But she moped
and moped and...

Well, you can't say it,

but you know how
pushy Asian girls are.

Gail:
I remember when you called me.

Adele: It's so typical
of how clueless Taylor is.

I knew that girl was trouble.

We were there, we watched
the whole thing happen.

You were all on the yacht?

Honestly, I think
the only reason that girl

befriended Taylor
was to get to Brandon.

I told Taylor, you need
to tell her Brandon is yours.

Mrs Bensimon,

do you realise this is
your daughter, Taylor,

in this photograph?

With Brandon?

Well, as long as it was
with Brandon.

Oh, hi.
Hello, darling.

Adele: Taylor, honey,
this is Dr Bill.

Dr Bull.
He's working

with Brandon's lawyers.

Cool.

Excuse me for a second.

Oh.

Bull:
Taylor?

♪ ain't coming ♪

Hey. Can I ask you
a few questions?

We really don't want Taylor
getting hurt by this.

I'm afraid
you have to leave.

♪ ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ♪

Huh.

♪ and when I'm down,
I get used to the rain ♪

♪ yeah... ♪

♪ my heart ♪

♪ is black. ♪

When did Taylor find out that
you and Alyssa slept together?

I tell Taylor everything.

You told her?

I had a friend like that,
growing up.

Who you confided in
and hog-tied

with Japanese bondage ropes?

She wanted to do that.

She wanted to?

You don't understand.

You sleep with any girl
who asks?

Why are you looking at me
like that?

I didn't do anything wrong.

Marissa:
Dr Bull?

Can I see you
for a minute?

Why is he asking all these
questions about Taylor?

Are you worried
about Taylor?

The photos I took of Taylor
weren't sexual.

36% of Americans use masks,
blindfolds and bondage tools.

Which makes handcuffs in bed

more popular than
either political party.

Uh-huh.

And it corresponds with
such positive traits

as extroversion, openness,
and conscientiousness.

Is this why you called me
out of my meeting?

Those photos got leaked
to the papers.

He said those pictures
weren't sexual.

They're not sexual?

Mm-mm.

(grunting, panting)

Let me help you, Liberty.

(sighs):
Why, thank you, kind sir.

Self-reliance, that's my motto.
Do it yourself.

Rutledge: Taylor,
with all the prescription drugs

you currently take,

did the doctor or the pharmacist

tell you not to take
street drugs?

It's not recommended.

But wasn't Alyssa Yang
your drug dealer?

Yes.

Rutledge:
You were the one who got Alyssa

invited to this party?

Taylor:
My mother-- my favourite person--

called Brandon's mother
as a favour,

because I asked her to.

Rutledge:
You even loaned her a necklace.

It's a necklace
my mother gave me--

amethysts in rose gold--

it belonged to my grandmother.

Was there a necklace
on the body?

Rutledge:
Can you read this...

Text message you sent Alyssa?

"keep your hands off Brandon.
Brandon's mine."

and then they slept together.

I was surprised.

I never heard of Brandon
hooking up with anyone.

She didn't seem like his type.

Rutledge:
Weren't you angry?

Why do you keep trying to twist
everything I say?

Rutledge: You wrote Brandon
a text message.

Perhaps this will
refresh your recollection.

(sighs)

(Taylor scoffs)

if you had seen problem child 2,

you would know what this was.

Would you please read
what you wrote, Ms Bensimon?

"the bitch must die."

(gallery murmuring)

Rutledge:
Where were you

between 1:00 a.m. And 3:00 a.m.

when Alyssa Yang was murdered?

Asleep in my room.

Did anyone see you?

I was asleep.

Rutledge:
You had motive.

You had opportunity.

Isn't it possible

you killed Alyssa?

(yells)
(gasping)

Oh!
(gavel banging)

Judge:
Quiet in the court!

(gallery murmuring)

Didn't see that coming.

(handcuffs jingling)

Taylor.

Man (over radio): Eagle
coming out of the courthouse.

Man 2 (over radio):
Transpo en route.
30 seconds out.

Man:
Watch your six.

The dead girl's father
is approaching

in a blue windbreaker.

Man 2:
Eyes on target.
Eyes on the prize.

Secure the perimeter.

(gunshots)

(panicked clamouring)

But don't you see what a break
this is for us?

Clyde wants to move
for a mistrial.

Well, this might be the first
time we get a fair trial.

Now that Wyatt Earp has
put some points on the board,

they can stop using your son
to stick it to you.

The jury saw the whole thing.

How is that not grounds
for a mistrial?

Well, he missed.

Mostly.

We have a hung jury,

according to your data.

Then we go again.

A-another trial?

Half the time with a hung jury,
the D.A. drops it.

What if he's guilty?

What does Brandon say?

Have you even spoken
to your son?

He'll do what I tell him to do.

He always has.

You basically told him
he wasn't worth your time

and he has lived up
to those expectations.

Tell me he didn't do this.

(computers trilling,
phones ringing)

I just watched
the mirror jury

deliberate for two
and a half hours.

We're losing.

I like a challenge.

It's one of the ten traits
of highly successful people.

Hmm.

A victim wants a caretaker.

These people...

are all linked...

To Bess.

We still don't have her.

Her son,

AJ, went through life looking
for the father he never had.

Just like Brandon

went through life looking
for the father he never had.

When Bess sees Brandon,
she sees her son, AJ.

Bess' second chance to save
her son, through Brandon.

Can I talk to you?

Would you mind taking
your earbuds out?

"While employers believe
it's rude to wear earbuds

"in the workplace,
millennials are using them

to focus and be
more productive."

it's in our HR manual.

Too long; didn't read.

Remember we put that bug
in Clyde's watch?

He's meeting
with the D.A.

You don't have
Singapore ear, do you?

He's taking a deal--
second degree manslaughter.

He's going to plead
Brandon guilty.

I want Brandon
downstairs.

(door opens)
Hey.

Don't mind him, I borrowed
him from the law firm.

Earbuds, Josh.

It just means whatever we
say in here is protected

under attorney-
client privilege.

Why are we meeting down here?

Take a seat.

Why?

Just have a seat.

I'm not going to testify.

Do you like Nutraloaf?

My father said
I'm going to take a deal.

'cause that's what
you're going to be eating

for the next ten years.

Forget it.

I'm not doing it.

(scoffs)
now is not the time

to bail on yourself
just because daddy is.

I know, Brandon.
I've been down that road.

Yeah, right.

I... I mean,
everybody respects you.

Even my dad says
you're the best.

Your dad...

Dads...

If a father never said,
"I love you,"

right?

Never.

Never said, "I'm proud of you."

Couldn't say it.

'Cause he didn't believe it.

Then who's the failure?

The father or the son?

Look in the mirror

and be the man
your father never was.

Give yourself what
you wish you could get

from somebody else.

I'll be right there with you.

(sighs)

Sometimes I feel
like this whole thing...

You know, like...

like I'm watching it happen
to somebody else.

I know you're gay, Brandon.

I've known for
a long time.

And it's nothing
to be ashamed of.

(chuckles)
It's who you are.

(exhales deeply)

how did you know?

I didn't even know.

Isn't that where you were
the night Alyssa was murdered?

Somewhere else, with
someone else, doing...

...something else?

Does my father know?

Your father
just made a deal

to put you in prison
for ten years.

Did he even ask you?

(breathes shakily)

(sniffles)

You can do this.

(nervous sigh)

They're not going
to believe me.

Hey...

Don't give up on people.

They're all we've got.

Speak up.
Answer directly.

Keep your hands still.

Benny:
Don't slouch.

Marissa:
Respond only to questions,

not statements.

Don't fill silences.
Don't smoke on breaks.

It's not enough
to tell the truth.

You have to tell
the truth effectively.

I got to get this to my boss.
He'll need time to prepare.

Clyde's not doing
the direct, you are.

(Benny chokes, coughs)

What? Does he know that?

(scoffs)
My read on the women
on this jury is

they hate your boss.

If we spring you
on them,

they just may rally
to vote for you, Liberty,

rather than against Brandon.

I'm the client, right?
I'll tell him.

Liberty:
Brandon...

I want you to direct
your attention

to the night in question.

Were you with
Alyssa Yang that night?

Yes, I was.

And on a previous night,
did you have sex with her?

Yes.

Did you argue
about sex?

I didn't want to
have sex with her again.

It was a mistake.

Did something go wrong?

It's a mistake
to do everything in life

because of what other people
expect you to.

Liberty:
You're a healthy young man.

She was a beautiful
young girl.

Why not?

Well, my parents kept
asking me why

I didn't have a girlfriend,

and Alyssa was one of
the hottest girls around

and an "A" student
who could, you know,

go to Oxford.

So that was, like,
a perfect picture, and,

at a certain point
you get tired

of disappointing everyone.

So what was wrong
with the perfect picture?

I'm gay.

(quiet murmuring)

IAs that where you were between
1:00 a.m. And 3:00 a.m.?

Yes.

I was with someone.

Liberty:
Brandon, I have to ask you,

who were you with?

Look, I mean no disrespect
to you or anyone,

but I'm not going to
answer that.

I said what I've said,
and I'm not sorry,

but I'm not going to do this
to someone else.

Brandon, now is not
the time to be a hero.

I've told you everything
you need to know.

Brandon, did you
kill Alyssa Yang?

No.
Save yourself.

Tell this jury
who you were with.

You just want...

you want to
break it all apart.

Break everything!

(shouting)
You're supposed to be
the adults!

(whispering and murmuring)

(gavel banging)

Judge:
Quiet, please!

(gavel banging)

We have no further
questions, Your Honour.

So you didn't
tell the police

you were with someone
that night?

No.
You lied
to the police.

Objection.
I'll withdraw
the question.

You admit you had
sex with Alyssa.

Your DNA was found
in her body.

You were never
gay before...
I was always gay! I...

And now that your trial
isn't going so well,

do you really expect
this jury to believe

that you were with a
secret, gay, mystery lover

who you refuse to name?

I just didn't think it was
really up to me to be happy.

Your refusal is
answer enough.

I'll withdraw the question.

No further questions.

How did I do?
Well...

You're not done yet.

I'm doing
the closing argument, too?

Well, the real closing
arguments take place

behind the
jury room door.

Always.

And our research shows
that Bess will deliver it.

Bess, who carries a
terrible burden of guilt

for failing her own son.

You can free her
from that.

Can you do it?

Brandon Peters
did not kill Alyssa Yang.

People know the truth
when they hear it.

That's why we say
it has a ring.

To tell the world
that you're gay,

to tell yourself,

is not something you do
out of convenience.

It might be the hardest
conversation you ever have.

In not giving us an alibi

he gave us, perhaps,
the best alibi

we could ever want.

It's an old-fashioned word you
don't hear so much of anymore,

you don't see
so much of anymore.

Character.

(gavel banging)

Would the foreman
read the verdict?

Foreman:
On the charge of murder
in the second degree,

we find the defendant

not guilty.

(excited murmurs)

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

thank you for your service

and for being an integral part
in the judicial process.

You are dismissed.

(gavel bangs)

Good work, Brandon.

Adele:
Let's go, Taylor.

Taylor:
Where are we going now?

Adele:
Taylor, let's go.

Meet with your therapist.

Taylor:
What?

Mum, it's not
for an hour.

Excuse me.
Bess. Hey.

Oh, I recognise you.

You were always watching us.

(chuckles)

I'm Dr Jason Bull.

What kind of doctor are you?

Psychologist.

Is that what you do,
analyse people?

Not like that.
Different.

Well, I was watching
you, too.

Oh, yeah?

You grew up with a lot
of pain, didn't you?

That's how you learn
how to watch people like that.

Read them.

Figure out what
makes them go.

To survive in that home. Mm.

I know.

I know.

Can I ask you
a question?

Look, can we walk
while we talk?

I don't like
getting home after dark.

Why'd you vote
not guilty?
Stop!

Stop trying to
figure people out,

just to get them
to do what you want.

It's just a very
lonely place.

I wish I could.

I've never seen so
many lost children.

What did we do?

Why do you catch a cold?

Adele: I just don't know how
you could have been so reckless.

And with Brandon!

These things happen.

Well, it's not going to
happen again.

Good night.

(door opens, closes)

♪ ♪

I just couldn't stand
for you to be unhappy.

(siren approaching)

(tyres screech,
car doors open, close)

Officer: Police!
Stay right where you are!

We will use force
if you do not comply.

Hold it right there!

Corrections by DB