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I report my truck is stolen and suddenly I'm some kind of criminal?

Your truck was used in an armed robbery where a security guard was killed.

You better find the guy who stole it.

Mr. Wynn, the police said there was no evidence that your truck had been broken

into.

Sometimes I forget to lock it.

They also said that there was no sign that your lock had been punched.

Do you sometimes leave the key in the ignition?

I must have.

I don't think this pig's gonna fly, friend.

We've seen your neighborhood.

It's not a place where you would leave your keys in an unlocked truck.

There's nothing wrong with my neighborhood that a few good jabs

wouldn't cure.

You got no previous criminal record, Mr. Wynn.

You talk to us now, maybe we can help you.

You gonna charge me?

Not at this time.

So?

So. You don't return your calls?

Generally I do, some faster than others.

How does this work exactly, Mag? Business calls get returned first, or is

it my call specifically that gets pushed to the bottom of the list?

Feel better.

You have to remind yourself to call me.

Dinner?

Eight o'clock.

He's guilty.

I know it. I can feel it.

I don't think Cobb's feelings will cut much ice with the grand jury test.

You don't have any other basis for a charge.

The guards saw the license plate number.

But the guard didn't see Adrian win.

Maybe a charge would loosen up his tongue. It doesn't have to be something

that we could win with.

This isn't a police station, Cobb. This is a DA's office. No binding evidence,

no charge.

He's guilty.

Then prove it.

Look at this, miss.

My beautiful bluest heart.

Maggie?

Yes, Bruce?

How you doing?

Are you all right?

You seem a little... What do you need, Bruce?

Well, I was thinking about my reinstatement to the bar.

What do you think my chances are?

Haven't we already had this conversation?

I've never gotten an answer out of you, Maggie.

Because I don't have the answer.

But you've developed some very fine research skills. I'm sure you can figure

it out.

On your own time, of course.

Maggie Zombrow's office.

Oh, hi, Dickie.

Great.

Yes, yes, she is.

Just a moment.

Yes. Hi.

Yes, Italian is fine.

Do you want to come by here first?

No, yeah, I couldn't...

I could meet you there at 8.

Okay. Don't start without me.

Bye.

I know relationships, Maggie.

I know what works and what doesn't work.

How attraction happens, who fits with whom, what's too ludicrous to believe.

You and Dickie Cobb?

My God, I don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Your opinion, your entirely unsolicited opinion, means the world to me, Bruce.

I know irony when I hear it, Maggie.

Good.

Now, I know we've been on this ground many, many times before, but I think if

you would just open your mind a little and accept a date with my friend. What

date, Mom?

You talk too fast.

May I have it?

Well, yeah, that'd be mighty kind of you. I was just urging Miss Kaufman here

to accept a date with a friend of mine. Perhaps you could tell her a little bit

about him. He's nice.

He has a very good... What'd she say? That she's busy.

Busy? But she doesn't even know what night.

I'm sorry, I'm not usually that obtuse.

It's my boy Scott Lenny. I can't help but be helpful, as well as cleanly and

cheerful.

I also wanted to meet you.

It's not often Sonny can work as a pick-up.

Well, how's it work?

You tell me.

Lunch? Soon?

Tomorrow.

What's your first name, Ms.

Kaufman?

Asher.

Asher, whoa.

Excuse me. What do you want?

Do you know Adrian Wynn?

Sure. Everybody knows everybody down here.

You must be cops.

Who are you?

Tom Gregorio.

What's up with Adrian?

I'm trying to find out where he was Sunday evening.

Nobody's talking, right?

Don't take it personal. This neighborhood sticks together.

What did he do?

He was involved in... People are saying that he was involved in an armed robbery

that resulted in a murder.

And we don't think that Adrian was behind us, but we need some proof.

What time did it happen?

Evening, a little after dark.

Adrian was here, then he left a little after midnight.

After midnight?

Sunday.

You're sure?

You sure?

Yep.

Gregorio talked because Elliot's body got him all in an uproar.

Do we have enough for bust here?

It proves they lied about the truck being stolen.

That's what I want.

What is it this time? I'm eating dinner.

Finish it if you want, then we're placing you under arrest.

Who is it, Adrian?

You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to an attorney. What's

going on? They're arresting me.

For what?

Armed robbery, possibly murder. Murder?

Adrian would never.

It's all right, Cass.

All right? How is this all right? It's bogus. I'll be out in a little while.

Do you have to do this in front of my family?

Where's Daddy going?

He's going on business.

Sorry.

You can be sorry without feeling guilty.

Hell, I know that.

Just felt bad about it, two little kids, and they're staring at me when I hauled

their daddy off to jail.

Oh, yeah.

That's the spot, Maggie, right there.

Oh.

Down low.

Yeah.

Maggie. Hmm?

Do you think that we have a real problem here?

I think we actually like each other.

What are we gonna do about it?

Miss Kaufman, we have to talk.

I believe the state is about to perpetuate a great injustice.

That's why God invented lawyers, Mr. Sizemore. But Adrian Wynn did not kill

that man, Ms. Kaufman. To charge him with first-degree murder is wrong,

wrong, wrong.

I'm charging him under the felony murder rule, Mr. Sizemore.

It's draconian.

It's the law. It's uncivilized.

He was participating in a felony when a murder occurred.

It's downright antediluvian.

Felony murder law exists.

So if nobody talks, we charge them all with murder.

Now, if your client wants to avoid that, all he has to do is tell us who hired

him to drive that truck.

I don't think that he'll do that, Ms. Kaufman. He reminds me of an old

bloodhound we had back home. He is loyal to a fault.

All we can do is try, Mr.

Sizemore. You may find this hard to believe, but he doesn't even like

talking to me, Ms.

Kaufman.

I got nothing to say to you people.

How do you feel about being put away for murder?

I didn't kill anybody.

The guy's dead.

A working man like yourself.

A family man.

I didn't kill him. Who did?

I don't know. You just might want to listen. These people could protect you

from someone if you want to turn on them. I don't need protection.

Sometimes you can't really be sure until something like this happens.

Upset you?

Besides, I'm gonna be out of here in a few hours.

He's being bailed out.

By who?

My brother, Kyle, scraped together the money.

Took a chattel out on his business.

Thanks for your concern.

Adrian told me not to

talk to you.

It would help us a lot if you did.

More important, it would help Adrian.

He was here with me all night.

Someone hired Adrian to drive that truck, and now Adrian is protecting him.

No one's hired Adrian in 16 months.

He does real good work.

But there doesn't seem to be much need for people who do good work.

Sometimes my kids go to bed hungry.

Do you have any idea how bad that hurts?

But you can't refuse to play the game just because it didn't turn out the way

that you once dreamed.

At least I can.

I love Adrian, and I love my kids.

And you can help them.

Just tell the truth.

What are you people doing here? Get out!

Hey!

You the one who bailed him out?

It was a strain, but I wasn't gonna let my baby brother stay down here with

those perverts.

Cal went out of leasing.

Left to work out a fleet deal with the department.

Let's get out of here.

What are you looking at?

You know, a lot of what we're doing here is because of you.

If you were some kind of cheap punk, it'd be easy to say, who the hell cares

and let you take the fall?

But we don't think you're a cheap punk.

Hey, you waiting for me?

This is what they call nonverbal communication.

Sorry.

But it does bring up an interesting point.

Something I've been wanting to ask you ever since I've known you.

All right.

What have you got in this briefcase, Maggie?

A law library, a family of four, nuclear waste?

You know, I could put everything I own in there and still have room left over

for Wrigley Field.

Why'd you do that?

I don't know.

Um, reflex, I guess.

You're embarrassed, aren't you?

You're embarrassed for anybody to know about us.

Have you told anyone about us? No. Not even Tess? No. Why not?

I don't know.

It just seems private.

Maybe you should examine your own motives before you reproach me for mine.

It just ain't right.

Maybe I'm stupid, but I opened my mouth to those cops because of that rap they

gave me about helping Adrian.

They could pressure him into turning evidence.

Do you think his brother's involved in this? I don't want to talk about it.

Anyway, Adrian had fried before he turned on Kyle.

He idolizes him.

Big brother, he looks out for him, all that stuff.

A man has been killed, Mr. Gregorio. So I'm the guy that sends Adrian to prison?

He came home yesterday, he didn't talk to me.

Nobody would talk to me. I don't expect you to understand this, but where I

live, the neighborhood's pretty much all you've got.

We understand that this is very difficult.

You don't.

Since I talked to you, I don't have a world anymore.

I don't think I can testify.

Mr. Gregorio, if this society is going to survive, there has to be a price for

going into a building and robbing it. Do you see that?

Sure.

And if there's no price for drawing a gun and killing someone, this country

doesn't have much of a future, does it? It doesn't feel right to send up a guy

like Adrian.

Well, how will it feel to lie under oath?

And ultimately help protect whoever killed that guard.

You find anything?

Nope. You?

Broglery's been trying to build a case against Colwyn for a while, but they

haven't been able to prove anything.

Their profile fit ours? Stealing wholesale valuables and fencing them out

of the country. Pretty small time.

No wonder Adrian doesn't want to talk.

His brother must have given him a job. Now Carl's going to let him go down for

murder.

Real sweetheart.

So, you want to go meet him?

I've always been a sucker for family values.

When you come to Israel, I'll show you the tree your mother planted for you.

How could you find it?

I probably couldn't, so I'd lie.

I love you.

Israel is home.

I love it.

I miss it.

I'm working in my cousin's bookstore.

When I learn enough, I'll go home and open my own bookstore in Jerusalem.

Sounds nice.

Sounds predictable.

Your life sounds much more interesting.

I think so.

I'll take the chattel on this place and pay Adrian's bail.

My pay is rent.

I'm gonna go find a drink of water.

Okay, bye.

Mr. Cobb?

Mr. Wynn?

Guess you're not here about that fleet deal.

I'm here because I don't think your brother is a criminal.

Well, that makes two of us.

Maybe he didn't even know he was part of a robbery.

Hard to be when you're home with your wife.

Where were you Sunday night? Home with my wife. That's what I thought.

How's business?

Fair. Times are tough.

Too tough to give your brother a job?

I love Adrian, Mr. Cobb.

But he's a little short in the people skills needed for this work.

And there's the pride thing, but hey, I do what I can for him.

I run a modest business here, but he yields me a decent life.

Doesn't surprise me.

These places can be more profitable than they appear.

Hey, hey, hey,

what's going on back there?

We have a problem here?

We could start with pulling a gun on a police officer.

She was tearing into that box.

Yeah, which brings me to my second point.

What's this, Mr. Wynn?

Huh?

Upholstery?

How could you be so stupid?

Look, I am not a lawyer.

I'm a cop.

And if you hadn't been in this job so long, you'd still have some instincts.

I just know he was dirty.

The correctness of your instincts isn't the issue here.

The issue is the Fourth Amendment.

You have heard of the Fourth Amendment, haven't you? Or is that a little too

technical? Constitution?

Have you ever heard of the Constitution?

I thought I had probable cause.

Probable cause isn't, I knew he was dirty. She was just a little

overzealous. Overzealous?

She wrecked our case.

Something I'm sure you've never done.

Please.

Then where were you, A, talking to Kyle?

Detective Elliott's a young officer. You should have supervised her more closely.

Oh, so now this is my fault.

Look, I did this on my own.

And I don't need your protection, or for you to make excuses for me.

Nope.

Where does this leave us?

Square one.

Hello?

I hope we still clean the stuff bag.

Of course it's okay. You don't need to call for an appointment. I'm just a

Jewish bookseller.

However, I think I'm going to have to call you for appointments.

Sometimes. Most times.

I've been researching you, Tess Kaufman.

A woman who believes passionately in her work.

But is there anything else in your life?

When I have time.

Is there time for this?

Always. I love to read.

A quiet place?

Meaning a place where sound or the lack of it didn't matter?

Yes.

For me, it was an escape from nowhere.

I grew up on a kibbutz in the Negev desert.

The moon is more hospitable.

I had Dickens and Conan Doyle and Kenneth Graham

and dreamed about rain and snow and London fogs thick as pea

soup.

Now that I've experienced it, I'll take the desert.

Think you'll go back?

Someday.

But not for a long time yet, I think.

You know how to share, buddy.

There's no future being a couch hog.

Dog.

You are not getting any of my food. You got your own.

No.

No.

I didn't even think about it.

Hey.

Hi.

Hi.

Thank you.

Hmm.

What time do your fraternity brothers get home?

I don't have any scotch. You want a beer? Thanks.

Thanks.

That's John on the couch there.

Go introduce yourself.

Hi,

John.

Knock it off.

You want a glass or something?

I don't even want a beer.

Oh, Maggie.

Then you ought to give him a whiplash.

So tell me.

So what is it this time?

Two things.

One, we know that your brother hired you to drive that truck.

And two, we cannot get near your brother without your help.

So I turn to my brother and the state cuts me a deal.

Blood sure is cheap, isn't it?

Apparently, it is to Kyle.

Kyle got me out.

Kyle will take care of me. He always has.

Kyle can't take care of you.

You are going before a court of law, and the odds are that you will be convicted

of murder.

Mr. Wynn, well, I urge you to not say anything to these people out of duress.

I must also, in all honesty, inform you, they are not entirely bluffing.

You know what I think, Adrian? I think... The reason you never went to

work with Kyle is because you didn't want any part of what he was doing.

And then I think you got strapped.

What would you know about it? Who do you think you are?

My neighborhood was very much like yours.

My father spent a lot of time out of work. I went to bed hungry.

My parents died when I was 14.

Kyle was 20, going to junior college, trying to get a career.

He gave it up to raise me.

Adrian, you listen to me.

Kyle is going to go down.

The only question is whether or not he takes you with him.

Catherine told me they called you down here.

Thought I'd see if I could help.

Well done.

Everything all right, little brother?

You look worried.

I didn't say nothing.

That's good.

You're gonna be all right. I'm gonna take care of you.

Excuse me, sir, but I beg to differ. That is not entirely true.

There is actually nothing that you can do for him. It is in the hands... Thank

you.

I don't know, Kyle.

They got me good.

They got the truck. They got me in the truck. You're going to be fine.

I think it matters what we do to Adrian.

He will never turn on his brother.

It is not a waste of time.

It was worth a try. Why?

Because I know this guy.

I grew up with guys like Adrian.

Played football with them.

Dated their sisters.

I understand his stubborn loyalty to his brother.

I know it should go both ways.

And that's where Adrian is caught.

He will never believe that his brother sold him out.

And he will go to prison thinking that there's a good reason for all this.

Mr. Gregorio, what were you doing on the night in question?

I don't sleep so well some nights, so sometimes I go over to the window and I

look out at the street.

This was definitely one of those nights.

Why is that, Mr. Gregorio?

Sunday. My wife cooks a beautiful lasagna.

It's too beautiful. I always eat too much.

The food just sits here. Don't move.

You know, it's like the line for the men's room during the halftime of the

Bulls game.

Where do you live in relation to the defendant?

Across the street.

From the window at which you were standing, were you able to see Adrian

Wynn's truck?

I can always see it.

Describe what you saw on the night in question.

Well, it was around midnight, and I was looking out at the street.

Those are the hours when our street looks good.

It's peaceful.

And about then... Now, I know because our clock makes a noise at noon and

midnight.

It's very, very annoying.

And the thing sounded right about the time I saw Adrian's truck fire up and

pull away.

Who was driving that truck?

That part I don't really remember.

Come on, Mr. Gregorio.

Surely you remember who was driving Adrian Wynn's truck.

I don't really recall.

I think it was a man.

Mr. Gregorio, on November 19th, didn't you tell Detective Richard

Cobb that you witnessed the defendant, Adrian Wynn, enter his vehicle a little

after 12 a.m. and drive away?

I don't remember that.

Your Honor, I'd like to request a recess.

Indeed.

This court will recess until 9 a.m. tomorrow morning.

We want to work with you.

This won't work, Mr. Gregorio.

I don't want to help put Adrian away.

Your statement to Detective Cobb is going to come in.

Tomorrow, I'm going to put him on the stand, and he is going to testify what

you told him.

And is this really about Adrian, or is this about being a hero in the

neighborhood? You think what you want.

You people come and go.

The neighborhood stays.

Mr. Gregorio, I know that this is a terribly difficult position to be in.

But if people like you don't speak up, there won't be any place worth living

in, no matter what neighborhood you're in. Can't it be someone else besides me

in this damn system? There is no one else.

At this moment, you are the system.

You people really know how to get on a man's nerves.

Tomorrow, the testimony will be heard, whether you tell the jury or Officer

Cobb does.

All right.

I'll tell him what I saw.

Okay.

What is it?

You won't know until you open it.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Can I have your old briefcase?

I thought you didn't like it.

I don't. I want to run it through the metal compactor at Benny's Wrecking

Yard.

You can't have it.

What? The briefcase.

You look sleepy.

You didn't hear it, did you?

I got this from Elliot.

Gregorio.

They said it was a car accident.

He went off a stretch of highway he had been driving to work for 15 years.

Can you prove otherwise?

State police don't think so.

No witnesses.

And nothing unusual in the autopsy.

Two murders.

There's got to be a way to nail this guy.

A lot did die with Gregorio.

If only there was a way to get inside this warehouse. Not a chance. Legally.

We still have the truck, Vicki's testimony.

I'll ask for a continuance.

You lose.

Your Honor, due to the very tragic events which have transpired...

leaving the prosecution without their central witness, we request that the

case be dismissed.

Miss Goffman?

We request a continuance, Your Honor, to further develop the state's case against

Mr. Adrian Wynn.

Oh, Your Honor, what is there to develop?

Unless they want to charge Mr. Wynn's truck with the crime? Mr.

Sizemore, do you have trouble at home?

No, Your Honor. And you don't actually desire another trip to jail for

contempt? Oh, no, ma'am. I do not. Very good.

Ms. Kaufman, I don't frankly see grounds here for continuance. This case was

brought forward on the strength of this testimony.

We have other potential witnesses.

Do they have names?

We need time to confirm.

Time to dig up a few.

Mr. Sizemore, last warning.

Miss Kaufman, do you have any other witnesses you can name in confidence?

Not yet, Your Honor, but to immediately dismiss this case nullifies a lot of

hard work and sends out a very poor message to the community.

I appreciate your situation, Miss Kaufman, but in this game, the rulebook

is not only 200 years old.

I'm afraid here it's also quite clear.

Case dismissed.

We shouldn't have gotten off so easy.

Just let me try one more thing, all right?

I thought you would like this place.

You can do anything you want, including sign, and no one pays the slightest

attention.

You've been to Austria?

Nice graduation present.

My family was originally from Vienna.

I went back a few years ago.

And... I couldn't see the living for all the ghosts.

Most of my family died in one or the other of Herr Hitler's vacation resorts.

My grandfather, however, took him at his word and fled to Turkey.

Yes, someday you'll have to hear him tell the story of how he was smuggled

into Israel.

My mother is deaf.

I like the idea I could have secrets with her that nobody else could

understand.

You know, I like to say exactly what I'm feeling.

And what I'm feeling is that I like you very much, Des

Kaufman.

Ditto.

Party time, guys?

Ah, some people you just can't get rid of.

Yeah, well, I guess I ain't Tom Gregorio, huh, Kyle?

Tell me something, you run them off the road yourself?

You're giving your boys to do that?

Maybe the same guy who killed the security guard, huh? Save it, will you?

Going to work for your brother now, Adrian?

Well, maybe you can get Tom Gregorio's job.

I don't know, he'll probably ship it off to Mexico or Taiwan, same as mine.

That's right.

This guy could starve to death waiting for these politicians to put him back to

work. But not you, Kyle. You've made your choice.

Yeah, I ain't spending my life with someone's boot on my neck.

So now you're going to drag your brother down with you?

Why don't you take a look across the street there, Adrian?

At Tom Gregorio's place.

Go on, take a look.

How do you think his wife and kids are feeling tonight?

His job might have been on the way to Mexico, too, but at least he was out

there trying to make an honest living.

Honest starvation.

Look, even I can understand stealing a few things when times get hard.

But you crossed the line, Kyle.

And you know it.

I don't know nothing. Sure you do.

And you know that he knows.

And maybe you can live with that, but I don't think so.

That's going to make your brother here real nervous.

Now, when's he going to get too nervous and turn on you?

Oh, he's my brother, damn it. Come on.

How about your wife, Adrian?

How about your kids?

They know a lot.

Think about it!

I told you I needed the Wilkerson briefs. Where are they?

Bruce. Who is that woman?

Peggy Elliott, the perfect woman for you, I have no doubt. But at the moment,

you have four seconds to produce the Wilkerson briefs.

The briefs! All rise. Court is now in session. The Honorable Joseph Novotny

presiding.

We have for us a case of people versus Wilkerson.

I trust the counsels have filed their motion with the court.

White slavery.

What's next?

Adrian, come on in.

I guess you know why I'm here.

You can get Mr. Sizemore if you'd like.

I don't care.

You can do what you want to me.

I drove the truck.

I never got out.

Kyle... and Marty and Kenyon went inside.

I don't know who shot the guy.

Sad. Should be able to go quite easy on you.

Probation, no jail time.

Easy?

You don't have a clue, man.

I didn't come here to make a deal.

I'm here because this is eating me alive.

Whatever happens, my life's over.

Maybe not.

Why?

Even if I don't go to prison, Catherine, me, and the kids will still have to

leave. The rest of my family will never speak to me again. I think you'll be all

right.

They might even respect you some.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

That means you came here, Adrian.

You may not see it now, but that took a lot of courage.

Just couldn't live with it. Right, that's my point. There's a lot of people

out there that could live with it.

You've still got some feelings left.

My guess is... they'll get you through.

I don't know what division she's in.

Never mind.

Two words.

Peggy Elliott.

What about her?

Do you think she'd go out with me?

I don't know, Bruce.

Why don't you ask her?

She in? Madame New? Yeah, she's in. Here's some free advice.

Proceed at your own risk.

Come in.

Safe?

I hear you're in a bad mood.

I lost a case I should have won, and I have to go to a Bar Association dinner.

Tonight? Yes.

You didn't tell me.

I didn't know I had to check my schedule with you. You don't.

Then don't snap at me. Maggie, hot, cold.

You're hot, you're cold. You are wearing me out.

Why? Because I have a life of my own?

Because I don't drop everything whenever you want me to?

If you want deference, get a dog. I have a dog.

I have a headache.

I'm sure I have something better to do with my time.

I was going to see if you... Sorry.

But I can see you don't want to go for a beer.

Oh, sorry.

Oh, thank you.

Hello.

Vicky Kopp. Would you like to join us?

Yeah.

Come with us. Yes, I appreciate you being a friend for me.

I don't have to be a martyr.

A pleasure meeting you.

Thank you.

Sir.

What do I think of America?

Maybe life here is too easy.

Yet so many people are unhappy.

Are you unhappy?

Not me.

Not now.

Especially.

Good night, this government.