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I'll control myself.

But I'd like to tear this jerk's face off and put him out of his misery.

Well, afternoon, people.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Cromer, this is something I really don't want to have to do.

You're under arrest for the rape of Kay Lockman.

You have the right to remain silent. I know my rights. Finish it.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say could be used against you in court. You have the right to the

assistance of a lawyer. If you cannot afford a lawyer, the government will

provide one without cost.

Do you understand your rights in this matter?

Can you say Miranda, Mr. Rogers?

Hey, I'm just doing my job. Doing your job does not include apologizing. Come

on. What's this really all about, Cobb, huh?

Did you get so jealous that you had Kay cry rape just to get her away from me?

She cried rape.

Because she was raped, Cromier. Why the hell else would she do it? Hey, you

know, maybe she had buyer's remorse. Didn't want to get around how easy she

was. But then again, after being with you, her reputation had nowhere to go

but out.

All

I'm

saying is I just don't think you've got much chance for a conviction.

Grand jury didn't have any trouble indicting him. I'm not gonna let him

walk. He'll certainly walk if he's acquitted. A strong plea bargain could

lock him up without a trial. You always go after the angles, don't you, Cole?

That's my job.

Andy Cromier saved your life. You don't think that's gonna come out in court? I

don't much care what comes out in trial, okay?

The creep raped K-Lock. No one's denying that he's scum, but Cromier's gonna come

across like a white knight.

Cops are great witnesses. Present company accepted.

Juries love them. Hell, I used to teach these guys how to present themselves in

court. Well, you must be very proud of yourself then.

But you're going to make the jury see through that bull. Get real, Cobb.

Juries are just people.

They don't want to believe that cops are bad guys.

Cops are people, too.

We have to send out a message that a badge is not a license to abuse the law.

Granted, granted. I just hate to see us waste time on a case you've got a good

chance of losing.

How do you plead, Mr. Cromire?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Plea is entered. Ms. Kaufman, what's the people's position on bail? Excuse me,

Your Honor, but the defense feels very strongly that Mr. Cromier should be

released on his own recognizance.

The man is a police officer who has been decorated for valor, and I can assure

the court he poses no flight risk.

All Mr. Cromier wants is a speedy trial to clear his good name.

Ms. Kaufman?

Your Honor, the people also want swift justice.

will agree to O.R., provided Mr. Cromier keep pretrial services apprised of his

whereabouts and that he has no contact with Kay Lockman. I see no reason... If

that's not acceptable, the people ask a $50,000 bail.

Mr. Cromier agrees to the people's request.

So ordered.

Now, since everyone seems so interested in expediting this matter, the deadline

for motions is set for Wednesday.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

But Mr. Cromire is retaining private counsel and needs more time. Wednesday

will be fine, Your Honor.

I just want to tell my story, and I won't have any trouble finding someone

to help.

Wednesday it is, 10 a.m.

I don't believe it. How could you let it go without bail?

You won't hurt anyone now because it's too much to lose.

How do you know? I didn't think he'd hurt me. I know it might sound strange,

Ms. Lockman, but no bail is good strategy right now. I'm supposed to care

about strategy?

The son of a... I know how you must be feeling.

But high bail would make him seem more sympathetic.

And if he were to stay in jail, it'd be even worse.

Worse for who?

They ought to put him in a cage with some of those animals.

Maybe they'd give him a taste of his own medicine.

Kate.

Someday I hope I'll understand why you had to do this to me.

Why don't you just save it for when the TV cameras are here?

You've been ordered not to get anywhere near this woman.

And I strongly suggest you comply with that order.

See you in court.

I'm sorry I ever said anything nice about that guy, Kay.

How are you supposed to know?

How was I?

How the hell are you supposed to know anything about anybody?

I had a good time.

Thank you.

And me too.

Can I come in?

Not tonight.

Maybe some other time?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Excuse me, Ms. Simon?

Yes? I'm Andrew Krohmeyer. I would have called your office, but I wanted to talk

to you personally.

I'm sorry, do we have something to talk about?

Yes, I'm interested in having you defend me in a criminal matter.

As you've probably heard, I've been... Yes, I have heard.

And I don't want you to say anything further to me about this case. I don't

understand.

Understand this.

I have no interest in representing you.

And to hear your side of things would only prevent me from talking freely to

my friends.

Yeah, I heard that you and Dickie Cobb were a real tight.

Is that why you wanted me to represent you?

The Constitution entitles me to the best defense that I can get.

And it entitles me to refuse service to anyone.

Goodbye, Mr. Cromart.

Hello. Your buddy Cromire?

Yeah. Just asked me to defend him today.

You're kidding me.

How'd that snake suck me in?

I don't know, but it made me feel like jumping into a hot shower.

Yeah.

Care to join me?

Best offer I've had all day.

I told Kay I'd stay at the bar with her tonight.

I see.

Well, I'm sorry. I'm worried about her. She's rattled and she's still trying to

lead a normal life.

You don't have to explain, Dickie.

She needs your support.

I understand.

Sure.

Doesn't mean I have to like it.

I know.

We'll steal some time real soon.

Stealing's against the law, Dickie.

Hey. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Two drinks, John.

That's the max.

Keep your paws off the women.

Fire

drill?

Very funny.

I saw it in this cop's eyes yesterday.

They're real mad that I didn't just lay back and enjoy it with Cromire.

So now they're going to make me pay for snitching off one of their precious

brethren. Yeah, don't worry about it. They'll be back. Well, I'm not worried.

Because if that's the way they feel, I don't want to serve the bastards anyway.

How many years have cops been coming in here?

Fifteen?

Ever since you opened.

And now the goodwill's gone?

Boom. Just like that?

So much for the good guys.

Maybe I'm ready for a change of scenery anyway.

What do you think the lineup should be in its next incarnation?

Uh, I don't know, a country western bar, maybe?

Kay's Country Cantina. I like that.

We can take all the rock and roll off the jukebox and put on a bunch of songs

about empty bottles and lonely hearts. Come on, Kay, get off me. How about a

beatnik place?

Real intellectual, just like me.

Candlelight, classical music.

People sitting around playing chess, discussing philosophies.

I might close up. These guys have had their fill.

Yeah, well, I've had my fill of being treated like dirt.

Maybe I should just close this place up for good.

Sell this dump, buy a sports car, and move to L.A.

Come on.

How could he do this to me, Dickie?

How could they turn around and treat me like this?

My fee is $3.50 an hour.

Court time is 500.

Steep. It's because I'm good.

Anyway, I'm sure that the Police Protective Association Fund will help

you out.

Whatever it takes to clear my name.

Save the sincerity for the courtroom.

Is there anything else you'd like to know?

Yeah.

You've got a great reputation.

They say that you can rattle a witness better than anyone.

I do my best for my clients, Mr. Cromier.

Even men accused of rape? I'm not hung up about it, if you're not.

Good.

Because I think it's a great idea having a lady attorney.

Anyway, what happened was... We'll get into all of that later. She gave her

consent, right?

Absolutely.

Well, we'll talk again at the motions hearing.

So Bruce filed for divorce?

I didn't think he'd let go of you that easy. You sure it's not a trick?

Who knows?

Excuse me for saying so, but I think it's for the best.

You all right?

Cromire's trial will keep your mind off it if Bruce's lawyers let you.

How do you really feel?

Scared. Just scared?

I understand.

Lonely. But why exhilarated?

A new life.

Well, a new life is good.

But sometimes it's sad to let go of the old one.

You should know.

Hey, Lila. Come in. Good morning.

Morning. Well, I understand Crowmire's retained the services of Maggie Zombrow?

You know her?

Oh, yeah.

She's supposed to be very tough.

As a rhino's hide, Phi Beta Kappa advanced her second in her class at

Stanford Law.

She could intimidate Saddam Hussein.

This trial's not going to be a walk in the park, Tess.

What I'm saying, Your Honor, is that I don't have any delaying tactics.

But you agreed to take this case only yesterday, Ms. Zombrow. One more day

that my client has had to suffer these outrageous charges.

We all know that people are supposed to be innocent until proven guilty. Well,

it seems that there is a double standard when it comes to policemen. They are

guilty until proven innocent.

Mr. Cromier is a policeman decorated for valor who would like to clear his name.

Ms. Kaufman?

The people are willing to allow Ms. Zombrow a reasonable time to prepare Mr.

Cromier's defense.

I believe that I have made myself perfectly clear my client is ready to go

to trial.

Or perhaps the people are in need of more time to figure out a way to prove

these ridiculous allegations.

The people are ready, Your Honor.

Thank you, Counselor.

Let's impanel a jury.

I appreciate both the people and the defense's desire for speedy justice, but

because of the calendar, the court is not prepared to move with such alacrity.

Jury selection will begin on Friday.

Yes, are you new, Comar?

Who, the crow? Hell, yes.

Kidding, he used to eat here all the time when this was his beat. He could

pound down a chili with the best of them. Always paid for it, too.

You ever hear any complaints about him?

Never.

He's not in some kind of trouble, is he?

Maybe. Well, look, anybody says anything bad about him is full of it. Oh, I mean,

sure, he used to rough up some punks every once in a while. But it was

nothing they didn't deserve.

Everybody around here pretty much feel the same way?

Ask him, Chief.

This place has gone to hell in a handbasket since he's been gone.

Hey, look, he made it his business to know everybody.

He helped out a lot of people here, too.

How do you do with the ladies?

Bucky and me.

You ever rough up any of them?

Oh, come on, what kind of bull is that?

I'm sure he added a few notches to his belt, but it wasn't with nobody who

didn't want it. Hey, if I looked like him, I'd be notching a few myself. You

know what I'm saying over here?

Yeah.

It's your time.

My pleasure.

Sure you don't want some chili?

Excuse me. Are you Kay Lockman?

Who wants to know?

I'm Inspector Paula from the health department. This is my partner, Mr.

Scoop. It's about your dumpster.

It's pretty, huh? Want to buy it?

It doesn't have a top.

So I'll knock down the price.

It's in violation of a city health ordinance.

You want to take it to jail for 30 days?

I failed to see the humor here.

You look like you failed to see the humor in a lot of things. I didn't come

out here to get insulted.

I know. You came here because the cops told you to harass me. That dumpster's

in violation of section 21, 42.7 of the municipal code.

Without a cover, it can become a breeding ground for rodents and vermin.

Fine. So what are you going to do about it?

I'm writing you a citation.

Great. Write me a dozen. And then you can tell those brave cops... what good

little boys you are.

So I dropped the big guy with the right, right? Well, then this little sucker, he

jumps on my back, he starts biting me in the neck.

Hey, calm.

I hear you've been digging up dirt on Crowmire now.

Well, maybe you spent more time working, Holland, you wouldn't hear so much.

Yeah. Well, I guess you just have to keep working overtime till you put the

whole precinct behind bars.

Now they put criminals behind bars, Holland.

That is our job, in case you forgot it. I didn't know it was criminal to join

the parade to Kay Lockman's bedroom.

It's also our job to take care of our own.

Hon, will you come here a minute?

You want a piece of me, Holland?

Is that it?

Oh, come on, damn it.

My chest is right here. You want to jump in?

I'm all yours, Holland.

Come on, damn it!

You say anything about Kay Lockman again,

I'll show you what it feels like to be violent. You got me.

I said you got me! Yes!

He raped her, Holland.

You know it and I know it. And if you can't squeeze that little compassion for

what that does to someone, then you ought to resign from the human race.

Have a beautiful day, guys.

Hey, Holland, are you all right?

You can dry them off with these.

Thanks. Need a band-aid?

This is gonna make you a very unpopular stay, Zack.

Not with everybody.

Cromier may be a brother officer, but there's plenty of sisters who'd like to

hang him.

What do you mean?

No, no, not that.

Cromier's a stud detective, you know, into conquest.

Once he's fired his gun, the battle's over.

A lot of women.

He's working his way through this department.

No force?

Some women just wear down.

He doesn't take no for an answer.

Yeah, it's personal.

I'm sorry.

I appreciate you telling me. We appreciate what you're trying to do.

After you've been seduced and abandoned a couple of times, you start to feel

like a slab of meat in a butcher shop.

And what he did to Kay was ten times worse.

We all feel for her.

Then tell her, Stasek.

She could use the support.

Thanks.

The cops are our allies.

We drag them through the mud, and it's gonna make prosecuting other cases that

much harder.

So we let them think there's some kind of master race that's above the law?

I'm just trying to be practical here, damn it. Maggie Zombrow is gonna tear

Kay Lockman to shreds.

Maybe she ought to get some counseling, huh? Get on with her life.

What, and just put Cromire back on the streets?

Papers are going to make us look pretty ineffectual if you lose.

What if I win?

Putting a cop behind bars might even deter some slob who's out there ready to

try the same thing. I don't believe in deterrence anymore.

Well, then think about the other victims.

Let's send them a message that if they come forward, there'll be someone there

to listen.

Do you think they'll come forward if you lose?

We're in the law enforcement business, damn it. We prosecute someone who steals

your wallet.

So why shouldn't we do the same thing for someone who steals your dignity and

self-esteem?

A wallet is something tangible.

No one can see the stuff you're talking about.

Well, then I'm going to make them see it. And the only way I won't is if you

fire me.

light the candle put the lock upon the door you

have sent the maid home early like a thousand times

to miss this gourmet repass.

Still trying to find something more for us to take to court.

It's a tough case.

I really admire you for taking it to trial.

I just hope they believe her.

All you've got is Kay's word?

And a couple of scratches and bruises on Cromire. Well, even if the jury doesn't

believe Kay, they'll believe you.

Des Kaufman's office.

Sure, put him on.

I'll interpret for Miss Kaufman.

Winston Throop.

He's representing Bruce in the marriage disillusion... Hello?

Do you want me to leave?

You need to discuss the division of property and assets.

I don't have an attorney yet.

No, no, I'm speaking for Miss Kaufman.

When I say I, it means her. Hold on, I need both hands. Let me put you on the

speakerphone.

What things?

Furniture and equipment Mr. Kaufman brought into the marriage.

Stereo, TV, the living room set.

Maybe you'd like half the canned goods from the pantry, too.

It might.

There's also the finances that need to be divided.

I brought a lot of the money into that marriage.

Stocks and savings that I inherited from my grandfather.

It was put into a joint account. It would be almost impossible to trace how

it was spent.

We also have to consider what Mr. Kaufman added to it.

And do we also consider his numerous adulteries? Now, when it comes to a

monetary settlement, this is all about economics.

I don't want to talk to you anymore until I retain counsel.

I have a very important case to prosecute.

We're all busy, Ms. Kaufman.

Mr. Kaufman has been through a great deal of emotional turmoil and would like

this resolved as soon as possible.

Talk about your low-calorie lunch.

Sure beats the blue plate special down at the courthouse.

That's good exercise, too.

Maybe we should make a video.

Oh, I'd like it.

Lila's slim-fast, lusty lunch.

You know...

I have a light day.

Maybe we could extend this into dinner.

I couldn't handle weight loss.

And I gotta dig up more dirt on Kromire.

Not much luck, huh?

Everybody thinks he's Sir Galahad.

Copping fields off all the ladies and scoring every chance he gets. Now,

that's invisible in court, is it, Counselor?

If those were crimes, you'd have to lock up half the men in the world.

Look, Dickie, I know how important this trial is to you.

And I think it's great what you're doing for Kay.

But... But when it's all over, maybe we could go away for a while?

You mean take a vacation?

Like New York or the Caribbean.

You know, it's funny. I don't think I ever go on vacation.

That's sad.

But if you could score a couple of tickets to the Super Bowl, I might go.

Yeah,

this cop.

They what?

What the hell is this?

She had an outstanding warrant for a traffic violation, and the prisoner has

to be secured until bail is made. Then make it, and get those things off of

her.

Sons of bitches. I'm sorry, kids.

Just get me out of here. Get me away from these people.

Detective Cobb, can you come here and sign this, please?

Just let me take care of this. Get you right home.

Excuse me.

I thought you might like this.

For me?

We're sorry what they're doing to you.

Thank you.

We hope you nail that sucker to the wall.

About her getting arrested for a parking ticket.

About the health department busting her for a dumpster cover.

Police harassment.

Surely you must have anticipated something like this. Whatever I

expected, it's still against the law.

Maybe you should talk to Judge Triandos. No, no. I want to go higher than that. I

want you to do it.

I think that's a little out of my league.

Let me tell you something about what I know, Gold.

I know that the DA and his secretary spend every Monday and Thursday

afternoon at her apartment.

I know that the deputy chief of police's brother is a loan shark on the south

side.

And I know that the head of the rapid transit district has a real nasty habit

that includes underage runaways. Now, I don't know that I can make any of that

stick in court, but you can damn well bet that I can cause these people some

serious embarrassment.

What are you saying, Cobb? I'm saying that you know who to call.

And you damn well better do it.

Because if anyone... messes with her again.

I am going to take these people down.

Detective Cobb.

Ms. Zombrow.

It's been a while.

You know, I never feel out of touch with you, Maggie.

Not as long as the criminals you defend keep getting the gate.

Still sore about the Billings case.

Yeah.

Yeah, and I think Martha Lewis would be too if Billings hadn't killed her after

you got him off.

I was just doing my job the best I could. No.

No, you liked the blood, Maggie.

You tied Martha Lewis into so many knots she couldn't think straight. Couldn't

talk straight either, which is why you won the case.

Like I said, it's my job. If the D.A. had been doing his job, Billings would

not have walked.

You ever turn down a case?

If the client can't pay, if I know I can't win.

Well, I wouldn't work too hard on getting Cromire on.

He just might come back and visit you.

Do you think your little scene with the DA will do any good?

Oh, I think gold will keep the cops off your case.

Dealing with Crowe's attorney is all you have to worry about now.

I appreciate your advice.

I hear she's tough.

And tricky.

Everything she does will be geared to make you lose your composure, get you

off track.

You've gone up against her?

No.

But we've shared some strategy and some tactics.

I've defended my share of creeps.

Gotten them off, too.

I don't know.

What is it, Kay?

I don't understand this strategy and tactics bull.

Isn't anyone interested in the truth?

Lawyers do the best job for their clients, Kay, even if they're guilty.

One of the benefits of living in a free society.

Yeah, but if his lawyer's smarter than mine, then I'm out of luck.

Or if the jury doesn't like your hair.

or the judge doesn't like your lawyer, somebody screws up the evidence or the

arrest, the system isn't perfect. That's why it helps to prepare.

I don't know if I want to prepare.

This is like a ballgame to you people. Nothing means anything except winning.

This Maggie Zombrow, she sounds like a pig. And you all sit around talking

about strategy while people's lives go down the drain.

Do you know a better way? He raped me, damn it!

He should be taken out and shot.

Look, I don't mean to sound insensitive, but what if he didn't rape you? What if

you were the kind of person who just made up stories? Shouldn't he be

entitled to defend himself?

I know what I know, and I don't need to hear that kind of stuff right now.

Maybe what you say is right, and maybe that's the way things need to be, but I

won't be part of that.

Hell, let Crowmeyer go.

Let him do it again.

Forget the damn trial.

And if I see him on the street, I'll shoot him myself.

and maybe I'll take a couple of lawyers along with him.

I'm thinking of dropping the charges, not testifying.

Guess you think that's pretty lousy.

My job is to help you think it through, make your own decision.

Even the wrong one? Whatever you decide has to be right for you.

It sure feels wrong being batted back and forth between two lawyers like a

ping-pong ball.

Look down the road.

Whatever you decide, how will you feel about it six weeks from now or six

months or six years?

I don't know.

I just want to quit reliving every slimy detail of the thing. And I don't want to

be treated like a street slut by some lawyer.

That's a pretty awful prospect.

Yeah. And it's like if I get mad enough, I can almost talk myself into walking

away from the whole damn thing. But then it's like I see him on the street, and

it's like he's always there.

Like the albatross.

Or like a buzzard.

And sometimes he's coming after me, and sometimes he's going after somebody that

I don't even know.

And if I let that happen, I couldn't live with myself.

Cromier killed something inside of me, but he didn't kill all of me.

I want to walk away from it, but the thing is, I can't.

I can't do that to myself, and I sure can't do it to the rest of the women out

there.

Sounds like you made your decision.

Looks like, like you're getting ready to move.

Who's to think?

So, you're really going through with the divorce.

I can't say that it makes me unhappy, but it must be hard on you.

Note for the best.

You have to divide, you have to divide pictures, too?

That must be painful. I mean, that's like... like dividing a memory or

tearing it apart.

What happened?

You really don't know?

I don't understand.

I feel stupid.

Tess, you're not stupid.

And it sounds like Bruce had problems that he couldn't control.

He deceived you. He hid behind your back. How were you supposed to know?

Bad judgment.

Hey, don't beat yourself up about this, Tess.

Living is taking chances.

I am all for being careful.

But not if it means squeezing the life out of yourself.

You're not ready to take a chance on me yet.

Trying to push.

No, I know. Your emotional plate is pretty full right now, but I'm not going

to push you.

But I'm around if you need me.

You do windows?

For you, yeah.

I'm out of here.

Do any of you have any feelings about the police, either negative or positive,

that would prevent you from returning a fair and impartial verdict on an officer

accused of a crime?

Are any of you familiar enough with this case to prevent you from listening to

the evidence in an unbiased manner?

Have any of you ever been a victim of a violent physical crime?

Or a sexual assault.

Would you tell us what happened?

I was beaten up by a burglar.

Move to excuse for cause, Your Honor.

I fail to see anything wrong with this juror.

My client has a right to be tried by a jury of his unbiased peers.

Well, perhaps counsel would like to impanel a dozen accused sex offenders.

Your Honor.

Please excuse me, Your Honor.

You may step down, ma'am.

And I will tolerate no more outbursts like that, Ms. Kaufman. It's highly

improper.

It can't stay this way forever.

Who knows? Maybe it can.

You don't have to hang around, Dickie. I can close up by myself. I like hanging

around.

I'm sorry I couldn't dig up more on Crowmeyer, Kay.

Hell, even his high school teachers think the guy walks on water.

Too bad none of my teachers ever felt that way about me.

Hey, Kay.

Detective Thal.

Four beers would go down real well right here.

You got it.

Funny, I never thought about the fact women hardly ever come in here. Yeah?

Well, I think all that's about to change.

This is on the house.

Oh, no, this one is definitely not on the house. Keep that for when business

picks up again.

I appreciate it.

Hey, listen, good luck tomorrow.

We'll all be pulling for you.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Yeah. Pay for a new cover on that dumpster?

Shut up, Dickie.

It's nice to have him in here for a change.

The whole world's been guys.

We're not all bad.

Maybe.

You know, I even think like a man. It's probably one of the reasons why I didn't

want to take Crow to trial.

You know, the attitudes from my dad and the rest of the cops.

Kay Lockman, president of the National Organization of Women.

The National Organization for Women.

Get it right, Mr.

Enlightenment.

Miracles never cease.

See? I told you, we're not all bad.

Guess they know the rough road you're on.

There's no place to be alone.

Hi, Lila.

Hi.

I'm glad I caught you. Look, I just wanted to wish you luck.

And, see, I'm really sorry about what happened the other night. I know how

awful I must have sounded. Uh, if you'll excuse me.

It's the real world. I shouldn't have been so childish about it.

Well, you all set?

I guess so.

I still don't have much of a strategy. Leave that to your lawyer.

Just... Just be honest.

I hear that even works sometimes.

The crime that Andrew Cromier is accused of is rape.

The crime is forcing a woman to have sexual intercourse against her will to

violate her right to her most precious possession, herself.

The people intend to prove beyond any reasonable doubt that Andrew Cromier did

in fact rape Kay Lockman on the night of November 2nd.

In the course of this trial, you'll hear many things about the character of the

defendant. and the character and conduct of Miss Lockman.

But when everything is said and done, there is only one thing to be

considered. Did Andrew Cromier have non-consensual intercourse with Kay

Lockman, or did he not?

Evidence will show that Andrew Cromier took what was to be a friendly date with

someone who cared about him and whom he professed to care about and turned it

into a night of terror and violation.

that Kay Lockman will never forget.

The facts will show that Andrew Cromier chose not to control his need to

sexually dominate Miss Lockman. And even after she repeatedly refused him, he

used his overpowering physical strength to force her to have sexual intercourse.

Evidence will show that Kay Lockman did resist Andrew Cromier.

But in the end...

he totally disregarded her wishes and forced himself on her, raped her,

completely degrading her and stripping away her dignity.

At the end of this trial, I will ask you

to return a guilty verdict.

I will ask you to punish an egregious offense,

and start Kay Lockman down the road to finding herself again.

Give Kay Lockman back her dignity.

Give it back to her.

Thank you.