All language subtitles for Body of Evidence - 1993.eng

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(WOMAN MOANS)

WOMAN: Yeah!

(MAN PANTING)

(MAN MOANING)

OFFICER: All right, easy.

(OFFICERS CHATTERING ON RADIO)

Lousy morning for it.

Mr. Andrew Marsh,
bagged and tagged.
Better him than us.

So what did him in?

Looks
like cardiac arrest,
but I'll call you later.

OFFICER:
Let's move it out!

Mr. Garrett.
Morning, sir.

OFFICER:
I'll be outside.

Sir.

MAN: Lieutenant.

(WOMAN MOANING ON TV)

Nice quality.

Nice ass.

REESE: That was the tape in
the VCR and the power was
still on.

So the sucker
had a heart attack
watching his home movies.

What do you need me for?

He was tied up. I've
heard remote, but...

What the hell is this?

That is a nipple clamp.

How would you know?

He's from LA.

I just happen to be
a well-informed
individual.

How does
this thing work?

Who cares? Bag it.

Kinky shit.

Hey, Harry, you wanna take
a picture of these gouges
for me, please?

Looks
like she had him
chewing on the wood.

GARRETT:
No, it looks more like
she had him handcuffed.

Who found the body?
His secretary came by

to pick up some
papers this morning.

Hell of a shock.
You want to talk to her?

She wouldn't leave.
Thought we were going to
steal the silver.

Well,
can you blame her?

Do you want
me to identify her?
It's Rebecca Carlson.

His girlfriend.

And they
had a date last night
according to Miss Braslow.

This is Bob Garrett from
the district attorney's
office.

Miss Braslow was
Mr. Marsh's secretary
for the last six years.

She killed him.

You've got
your first witness.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLING)

PRIEST: ...resurrection
and the life will raise
him up in glory.

Then may
he see the light
of your presence,

Lord Jesus.

In the name
of the Father
and of the Son

and of the Holy Spirit,
amen.

Bless this grave and send
your angel to watch over it.

Forgive
the sins of our brother,
whose body we bury here.

Excuse me.

We ask this through
Christ our Lord.
Amen.

Go in peace with Christ.
Thanks be to God.

Miss Carlson?

I'm sorry I'm late.
I'm...

Frank Dulaney?

I look
that much like a lawyer?

Who else would speak to me?

His friends think
I shouldn't even
be here.

Will you represent me?

There haven't
been any charges
filed against you.

But
there will be.
You know that.

Do you think
I killed him?

That's a question
I never ask my clients.

What matters
is whether the state
can prove you killed him.

I loved Andrew.
Why is it so hard for
everybody to believe?

You know why.
You're young
and beautiful

and you were involved
with a wealthy older man.

(SCOFFS)
He wasn't old to me.

I'm sorry I said that.

A big part of my life
has been taken away
from me

and people are saying
it was my fault.

They've taken something good
between two people in love
and made it dirty.

I didn't kill him.

SHARON: You believed her?

FRANK: Yeah.
Actually, I did.

(CHUCKLES)
You're a romantic.

Not at all. I just know
bullshit when I hear it

and this wasn't bullshit.

Sharon,
how can you say
she didn't love him

without having met
either one of them?

He was too old.

He's right.

That's a very
narrow view of love.

Well, it's what the
jury's going to think.

Did he have any family?

Lots of wives, no kids.

Sharon.
Mmm.

The register
broke down again.

It's the register. You
going to be here for
a while?

No.
We're going
to go on home.

I have to
lock up tonight.

Why don't you
hire a manager?

Because
at least I won't be
stealing from myself.

Last time
this week,
okay?

Quick kiss?

It's okay.
Nobody noticed.

Bye.
Bye-bye.

Jamie!
How'd you sneak past me?

JAMIE: I saw some friends.

Those
are your friends?
These are my friends.

Can you really
screw someone
to death?

No.

Besides, you don't have to
worry about that stuff yet.

Do you?

No.

Because you are
a good-looking guy.

Let's go.

OFFICER: Okay, let's go.

REESE: The neighbors saw you
go into Marsh's house at 8:30.

She's
not denying
she was there.

Did you have
sex with him?

Yes.

Did you handcuff
him to the bed?

Don't tell me
it's relevant,
Bobby.

Yes.
You didn't
have to answer that.

No,
but we appreciate her
honesty and cooperation.

Bullshit.

When did you
leave his house?

Around midnight, I suppose.

If I had known
it was going to matter, I
would've paid more attention.

Well, it's true, Frank.
There's nothing wrong
with saying that.

Miss Carlson,
do you use cocaine?

Cocaine use is illegal
in the state of Oregon.

I've never used it in Oregon.

(CHUCKLING)

Okay, can we move on, please?

Did Mr. Marsh use cocaine?

Never.

The toxicology tests
came back positive
for cocaine.

Then it's false positive,
because we never did
any drugs.

Not even poppers?

She just said
they didn't use drugs.

I ask because amyl nitrate
is often made available
to heart patients.

Were you aware of
Mr. Marsh's heart
condition?

He had a little arrhythmia.
That's not a heart condition.

Mr. Marsh had
an advanced case
of heart disease.

He said
it wasn't serious.

Now, why would he
lie to you about it?

I never know why men lie.
They just do.

Men lie.

Would you describe
yourself as a dominatrix?

Back off of this, Bob.

GARRETT:
A sadomasochist?

That's it.
Interview's over.
Let's go.

You want to charge her?
Go ahead.

Otherwise, you can reach
Miss Carlson through my
office.

Fine.

But, frankly,
I don't think
that'll be necessary.

Reese.

Right. Rebecca Carlson,
you're under arrest for
the murder of Andrew Marsh.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.

I'm not...
FRANK: Rebecca,

I'll have you out
as fast as I can.

REESE: If you can't afford
one, one will be appointed
to you by the State.

Frank!

Trying to get your name
on the front page?

You fucking
sandbagged me!

Jesus, Frank,
don't take it personal.

You're spending too much time
around criminals.
It affects your judgment.

You don't have
probable cause.

Sure, I do.
Marsh's will leaves all
$8 million to your client,

which would've given
even me motive,

and she
admits to being there
the night of the murder.

You don't know
it was homicide.

And the method's
self-explanatory.

What are you going to do?
Tag the body
as the murder weapon?

Exhibit "A"?
It's not a crime
to be great lay.

Well, sure. I'd have
to have myself indicted.

This case is ridiculous.

Drop the charges,
save the state
some money.

You can't convict.

In conjunction with cocaine
slipped to a rich old man

dying of heart disease?
Oh, I think I can
make that case.

Not without intent,
you can't.

She'll get manslaughter.

Tell your client 20 years,
seven, if she behaves.

REPORTER: There they are.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

REPORTER:
Were you with him
the night he died?

Did you do it,
Miss Carlson?

Get me out of here.

Bobby Garrett's going
to stage a big, ugly
trial.

Does he really expect
me to plead guilty

to spare myself
the embarrassment?

I'm not guilty.
I'm not going to
plead guilty.

I'd feel better
if you weren't
in the will.

Andrew put me in his will?

Don't start jerking
me around, Rebecca.

You're the primary
beneficiary.

How much?

Well, wouldn't you ask?

Come on, how much?

Eight million,
give or take.

That's a hell of a motive.

I know how Bobby works.
He's going to build his case
on your sex life.

He's going to drag out
every dirty little thing
you ever did.

It wasn't dirty.

No, not to you.
Not to Andrew.

But people here have
very conservative views
about sex.

No, they don't.

They just
don't talk about it.
They're such hypocrites.

Well, those hypocrites are
going to be sitting in the
jury box

listening to Garrett say
how you led Andrew into
perversion.

I didn't have
to lead him anywhere.

Andrew knew exactly
what he wanted.

All we did
was make love.

In handcuffs.

It was different,
but it was still
making love.

Have you ever seen
animals make love,
Frank?

It's intense.

It's violent.

But they
never really
hurt each other.

We're not animals.

Yes, we are.

(PANTING)

You're great when
you get a big case.

How about the
rest of the time?

You know what I mean.

I'm gonna take a shower.

You don't get
as rich as Marsh
by being a nice guy.

I want
you to find out
who he fucked over.

Business,
personal,
social.

Anyone who might
want him dead.

I'm hitting all the dealers
with a list of their
nearest and dearest.

Maybe we'll get lucky
and come up with a user.

Joanne Braslow is here.

Uh-huh.

Garrett brought doughnuts.

The man's considerate.

Yeah,
but he always
eats them all.

It wasn't normal.
They didn't have
normal sex.

How do you know what
kind of sex they had?

I wasn't peeping
through the keyhole,

if that's what
you're implying.

I would go
to the house

to pick up papers,
drop off papers,

and I would find
their little toys
all over the place.

Would you characterize your
feelings toward my client
as negative?

I don't have
much sympathy
for drug users.

Do you have
personal knowledge
that she used drugs?

I personally saw her
shovel the stuff
up her nose.

Is that good enough?

In front of a secretary?

I was at the house
one morning.

I thought
she was still
upstairs with him.

I went into
the powder room

and she was
spooning coke from
one of those little vials.

What did she say
when she saw you?

She was too busy to notice.

And did you
tell your boss
what you had seen?

No.
And why not?

I wanted to keep my job.

That didn't include telling
him his girlfriend was
a cokehead slut.

GARRETT: Frank.

Take the last doughnut.

FRANK: Rebecca!

Rebecca!

You fucking lied to me.
You lied on tape.

You were asked
a direct question,
"Do you use cocaine?"

And I said no.

Well, now they've
got an eyewitness

that can testify not
only do you use cocaine,

but you
used cocaine
in Marsh's house.

Joanne's lying.

I didn't say
it was Joanne.

Well, who else would have
been in the house while
I was there?

Do you know the expression
"smoking gun"?

Frank, she was
in love with him.

Don't you see that?

Andrew Marsh must've been
a pretty goddamn lovable guy.

Everybody was
in love with him!

Besides,
I haven't touched
coke since I was 17.

She makes
a good witness.

I want you to come
and meet somebody.

REBECCA:
It's right over here.

Dr. Novaro?

Ah, Miss Carlson.
I've been waiting for you.

Sorry I'm late.
This is Frank Dulaney.

FRANK: How do you do?
He's my lawyer.

Hello.

Could you give
me my medicine?

Yes, certainly.

There you are.

Go ahead.

You got to be kidding.

Investigate.

What the hell is it?

Chinese peony roots.

What's it used for?

It's an aspirin substitute.

Tell him why.

She suffers
from dysmenorrhea.

Cramps.

Miss Carlson,
I'm ready whenever you are.

Thank you.

You're supposed to
be on my side, Frank.

You could've
at least given me
the benefit of the doubt.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Do you mind
waiting 15 minutes?

Not at all.

Look around.

REBECCA:
Just a little
pain in the lumbar.

(CAT MEOWS)

Here, pussy-puss.

Hello, kitty.
Oh, such a beautiful kitty.

Yes, kitty. Yes, yes.

Is it still raining?

Uh, yeah.

Can you drive me home?

Sure.
I'll give you a ride home.

I've never been
in one of these.

Now's your chance.

Come in.

It's a bad idea.

(CHUCKLES) Why?

I'm your lawyer.
It doesn't look good.

Nobody's looking.

Good night, Rebecca.

Frank.

Yeah?

Are you scared?

Not if you tell me
I shouldn't be.

We're gonna
kick their ass.

BAILIFF: All rise.

Superior Court for
the county of Multnomah
is now in session.

The Honorable Judge
Mabel Burnham presiding.

BURNHAM: I can't change
the titillating nature
of this trial,

but if I had wanted
to work in a circus,

I would've learned
how to ride a trapeze.

(PEOPLE CHUCKLING)

So I will not put up
with any performances

by counsel or
by the gallery.

Are the people ready
to proceed, Mr. Garrett?

Yes, Your Honor.

Andrew Marsh
made what turned out
to be a fatal mistake.

He fell in love.

He fell in love with a
ruthless, calculating
woman

who went after
an elderly man
with a bad heart

and a big
bank account.

You all can see
the defendant,
Rebecca Carlson,

but as this
trial proceeds,

you will see she's
not only the defendant,

she is the
murder weapon itself.

If I hit you and you die,
I am the cause of your
death,

but can I be
called a weapon?

The answer is yes.

And what a deadly weapon
Rebecca Carlson made of it.

The state will prove
that she seduced
Andrew Marsh

and manipulated his affections
until he rewrote his will,
leaving her $8 million.

That she insisted
on increasingly
strenuous sex,

knowing he had a
severe heart condition,

and when
that didn't work
fast enough for her,

she secretly doped him
with cocaine.

His heart couldn't
take the combination

and she got
what she wanted.

She is a beautiful woman,

but when this trial is over,

you will
see her no differently
than a gun or a knife

or any
other instrument
used as a weapon.

She's a killer.

And the worst kind.

A killer who
disguised herself
as a loving partner.

Mr. Dulaney.

Ladies and gentlemen,
you were told
during jury selection

that the testimony
in this trial would
be sexually explicit

and you may
find it offensive.

You may even be disgusted
by what you hear.

But I want you
to remember

that Rebecca Carlson
is not on trial for
her sexual tastes.

She is being
tried for murder

and to
charge her with
murder is ludicrous.

The state would
like you to believe

that she
somehow fornicated
Andrew Marsh to death.

But the state's case
is built on fantasy,
not fact.

And the facts, as they are,
are entirely circumstantial.

It's not a crime to
be a beautiful woman.

It's not a crime to fall
in love with an older man.

This case should have
never come to trial.

But since it has,

I know you'll listen to
the testimony objectively.

And when you hear
the evidence objectively,

you will acquit
Rebecca Carlson of
the charges against her.

Dr. McCurdy,
did you find
any indication

that Mr. Marsh might have
used cocaine on a regular
basis?

No. His nasal membranes
were way too smooth for
even occasional use.

Were you able
to determine how he
ingested this drug?

A bottle
of nasal spray
found next to the bed

was filled
with a solution
of water and cocaine.

The victim
had a head cold at
the time of his death.

I believe
that he was drugged
without his knowledge.

Objection!
Lack of foundation.

The witness
is speculating.

Motion to strike
the testimony.

BURNHAM: So ordered.
And the jury should disregard
the witness' comment.

Was this the spray
you found, Doctor?

Yes, that's it.

Entered as
people's exhibit "A."

Now, Dr. McCurdy,

what would cocaine do to
someone in Mr. Marsh's
condition?

It would
accelerate
his heartbeat.

And if he were having sex
while under the influence
of such a stimulant?

It would be the same as
shooting a loaded gun
at him.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Now, you said in
your autopsy report

that Mr. Marsh
was restrained at
the time of his death.

Can you explain that,
please?

Well, from the marks
on his wrists and on
the bedstead,

I believe that the
victim was handcuffed.

At the time of his death?

Oh, yes. The bruising
and the friction was
quite extensive.

Thank you,
Dr. McCurdy.
Your witness.

Dr. McCurdy,
you testified that,
in your opinion,

Mr. Marsh suffered
his fatal heart attack
while he was restrained.

Yes, sir.

And your evidence for this
is the marks on his wrist,
am I right?

You are correct.

Now, couldn't those
same marks have been made
while he was flailing about

in the throes
of sexual ecstasy?

I suppose.

Did you find any older marks
that indicated the use of
restraints?

Just on his ankles.

Where they wouldn't
show in public.

Objection!
Counsel's drawing
his own conclusion.

Sustained.
You know better, Counsel.

Dr. McCurdy,
can you medically say

that Mr. Marsh didn't
decide to get high?

Well, it seems very
unlikely that a man in
his set of circumstances...

Dr. McCurdy, are you
a licensed psychiatrist?

No, but...

Objection!
Argumentative.

Sustained.

How did you reach
your conclusion about

what Mr. Marsh would
or wouldn't do?

Common sense.

Did you
find any evidence
of that in the autopsy?

Do you know for a fact
that Mr. Marsh had any
common sense?

You just testified
he liked unpleasant things.

Your Honor.

No further questions.

It's going to be
a long trial for
you, Counselor,

if I have to start
warning you on the
first day.

Where do you work,
Dr. Paley?

I am an
emergency room physician
at Memorial Hospital.

Were you on duty
the night of February 5th
of this year?

I was the
admitting physician.
Yes, I was.

Did you admit
Andrew Marsh?

Yes, I did.

What was the reason?

Cocaine poisoning.

Did Mr. Marsh discuss
the circumstances
with you?

Yes, he did.

Um, I read my notes
again before I came
to be accurate.

And according to my notes,
the patient told me that

it was
the first time
he tried cocaine

and it was going
to be the last.

Would you describe
his condition, please?

He presented
a galaxy of symptoms.

Hyperpyrexia,
which is a high fever

associated with
cocaine intoxication,

severely elevated
blood pressure,

arrhythmia,
shortness of breath.

And while I was
examining the patient,

he experienced
status epilepticus.

Is it common to have
so many symptoms occur

in cases of
cocaine poisoning?

This patient was
particularly sensitive.

I thought
he was lucky
to go home alive.

Did you tell him that,
Dr. Paley?

I told him that if he
ever tried cocaine again,

he would be
committing suicide.

Your witness.

No questions for
this witness, Your Honor.

GARRETT: And did
you see Mr. Marsh the day
before he died, Miss Braslow?

Yes.
How did he look?

He was pale
and sweating.

Did you talk
about Miss Carlson?

Yes.

And what did he say?

That he
was worried.
I was worried.

He said that
if she kept it up,

she was going to kill him,
that his heart couldn't
take it.

Thank you.
No more questions.

Miss Braslow,
this strikes me as
a very intimate conversation

for a boss to have
with his secretary.

Did you
often discuss
his love life?

We had a professional
relationship,

but I had been his
secretary for six years.

He liked to talk to me.

Then did he also
mention to you

that Rebecca was
thinking about
moving back to Chicago?

Yes, he mentioned it.

So, the woman that
he loved passionately
was thinking about leaving.

Couldn't that
have caused the stress
and anxiety you observed?

Objection! Calls
for rank speculation!

Counsel
for the prosecution has
already used this witness

to establish the state
of mind of the deceased.

He opened the can,
Your Honor.

And I do see worms crawling
all around you, Mr. Garrett.

You can't
have it both ways.
Objection overruled.

Answer the question,
Miss Braslow.

I suppose
it's possible.

Now, you testified
that you saw Rebecca

inhaling cocaine
in the bathroom.

How do you know
it was cocaine?

It was a white powder.

Were you ever a patient
at the Mount Hood
Substance Abuse Center?

Objection! Your Honor,
Miss Braslow's medical
history is...

Your Honor,
the prosecution
has introduced cocaine

as one of the contributing
causes of death.

I think this
is a reasonable
line of questioning.

I'll allow it.

Weren't you a patient at the
Mount Hood Substance Abuse
Center

from January 5th
to February 5th,
two years ago?

Yes.

And what were you
being treated for?

Substance and alcohol abuse.

And was that substance
cocaine?

Was that substance cocaine?

Yes.

And didn't you supply
your boss, Mr. Marsh,

with the cocaine that
sent him to the hospital

with cocaine poisoning
this year?

No!

Your Honor,
I have in my hand

a copy of the
admissions report.

The square right here

is designated
for the signature of
the responsible party,

the person
who brought him
into the hospital.

Would you read that
name out loud, please?

Would you read the
name out loud, please?

(SNIFFLES)

Joanne Braslow.
But I...

No further questions.
Your Honor, I submit
defense exhibit "A."

For your files.

Did you always
want to be a lawyer?

It was a fallback.

I wanted to be
a pro hockey player.

Oh, yeah?
What happened?

Well, I broke
my ankle skating.
I was showing off.

How old were you?

Seven.

When I was a kid,
I liked to steal
strawberries.

I'd sneak
into the neighbor's yard
at the end of the street.

And I remember
they had a big fence.

And I'd always
scrape my knees
climbing over it.

And then,
on the other side,

they had these
wild rose bushes.

And the thorns
would dig into
my legs

and cut my thighs
when I slid down.

But the strawberries
always tasted so sweet.

Because of how much
it hurt to get them.

Yeah.

Rebecca,

when you first met Andrew,

how did you know that

he was like you?

I was at
a party and there was
a huge crowd of people,

but we just saw
each other and
we knew.

Just like that?

Yeah.

Look around.

You want me to look
around the room

and tell you if
there's someone here

that has the same
taste that I do?

That's right.

Okay.

All right.

Who?

I'm not going to tell you.

You're not going to tell me?

No, I'm not
going to tell you.

Why not?

Because
he doesn't
know it yet.

Yes, it would be nice.

What would?

You and I making love.

Is that
what you think
I was thinking?

There's nothing wrong
with admitting
that you want me, Frank.

You take a lot for granted.

Frank.

Go home.

Thanks for dinner.

Good night.

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERS) Frank.

(GRUNTS)

(DRESS RIPPING)

(GROANS)

Uh-uh.

REBECCA: My way.

Are you scared?

No.

(GROANS)

(FRANK PANTING)

(REBECCA MOANING)

(MOANS LOUDLY)

(ALARM CLOCK BEEPS)

(ALARM STOPS)

Would you see
if Michael's up yet?

Uh-huh.

The people
would like to recall
Dr. Alan Paley to the stand.

Dr. Paley,
you're still under oath
here. Take it seriously.

Do you know
Rebecca Carlson?

Yes.

Did you, in fact,
date Miss Carlson?

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Yes, we dated.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

(GAVEL POUNDS)

Keep your rude mouths shut
or get out of my courtroom.

And this is the only time
I'm going to ask nicely.
Proceed, Mr. Garrett.

Did you ever discuss anything
about your patient Mr. Marsh
with her?

His picture was
on the social page

and I mentioned that
I'd treated him, yes.

What was her reaction?

She was fascinated.

Did she ask you anything
in particular about him?

She wanted to know whether
cocaine would kill him if
he tried it again.

And what did you say?

I told
her it would be
a Russian Roulette.

Your witness.

Dr. Paley,
why didn't
you mention

your relationship
with Rebecca earlier?

Nobody asked me.

Did you have sexual
relations with her?

Objection!
Irrelevant.

Your Honor, if you'll
allow me some latitude,

I can establish the relevance.

You'd better.
Objection overruled.

The
witness is directed
to answer the question.

No.

No, you did not have
sexual relations?

No, we didn't.

Because she refused
to have sex with you,
isn't that correct?

Objection!
Your Honor,

the counsel is trying
to manufacture...

Get up here,
both of you,
right now!

Mr. Dulaney,
if you're just
bottom-feeding,

you're going to
choke on the mud.

I'm working toward
a specific point,
Your Honor.

Work fast. I'm getting
tired of seeing you
this close to me.

Objection overruled.

Dr. Paley, do you remember
your last date with Rebecca

at the Cat and Fiddle
restaurant?

PALEY:
It wasn't
that memorable.

Well, do you remember
trying to force yourself
on her in the parking lot?

Objection!

Because I can bring in
the parking attendant

and two customers to
refresh your memory
if I have to.

I didn't hear the reason
for your objection,
Mr. Garrett.

Wasn't that
the last time
you saw Rebecca

until appearing
in court, Dr. Paley?

I told you.
I don't remember
the last time I saw her.

In fact, didn't
you attempt to blackmail
her into seeing you again

by threatening to
falsely testify
against her?

No. You're crazy.

Your Honor, I have a tape from
Rebecca's answering machine
I'd like to play.

Objection! Your Honor,
we don't know where
this tape is from

or who made it, or
under what circumstances.

May I approach?

I have
reports from two
independent audio labs

that Mr. Garrett himself has
used to verify evidence
in other trials.

They both conclude
that the voice on
the tape

was recorded
over the phone and
there's been no tampering.

I'll allow it.

(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)

PALEY ON TAPE:
I know you're there.

Pick up the phone,
God damn it.

You think I won't do it?

(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)

Rebecca?

I can
put you away, Rebecca,
for the rest of your life.

You'd better call me or you're
fucked either one way
or the other.

(BEEPING)

What did you mean,
Dr. Paley?

You never told her about
Andrew Marsh, did you?

Yes, I did.
She asked me
and I told her.

Perjury is a criminal
charge, Doctor!

I am not lying.

No further questions.

You were brilliant.

I didn't break
him all the way.

You burned him down.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Uh, Gabe, hit P3.

You got it.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

See you tomorrow.
Okay.

Bye.

Could somebody
hit P4, please?

Thank you.

(MOANS)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

Let's go.

Somebody's
gonna see us.

Come on.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(MOANING)

The people call
Jeffrey Roston.

Do you know him?

May I approach?

Your Honor, this witness
has never been mentioned
by the prosecution.

Our investigators
didn't contact
Mr. Roston

until yesterday
afternoon in
New York.

What took so long?

He just
came home from
an extended vacation.

All right. I'm going
to allow the testimony.

May...
That's it, Counselor.
Take a seat.

Mr. Roston, what was
your relationship
with Miss Carlson?

We were lovers.

How long
were you together?

For about a year.

How would you describe
your sex life with her?

It was

very intense.

I know this is
very personal,

but I'm going to ask
you to be more specific.

She was always trying to
get me more and more
worked up.

By what means?

I couldn't do everything
she wanted in my condition.

What condition is that?

I had a bad heart.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Frank.

What happens next?

I had bypass surgery.

And how are you now?

I'm fine.

My doctor
says I can live
to be a very old man.

How did your relationship
with the defendant progress
after the surgery?

Just ground to
a sudden halt.
She left me.

Why did she say
she was leaving?

She didn't,
she just left.

Why do you think
she left?

Objection.

Question calls for
a conclusion on the
part of the witness.

Objection sustained.

When you say
your sexual relations with
Miss Carlson were intense,

in what way?

Well, it was as if she
were trying to push me
as far as she could.

Can you give the
court an example?

Sex was a game to her.

She got off
on the control.

She always used to
tell me it had to
be her way.

A few nights before my bypass,
I woke up and she had tied me
to the bed.

GARRETT: With handcuffs?

ROSTON: No,
with my own belt.

And what did she say?

(CLICKING TONGUE)

(GRUNTS)

Mr. Roston, I know this
is difficult for you,
but it is important.

Please, tell the court.

She said she was
going to fuck me,

like I'd never
been fucked before.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(GAVEL POUNDING)

Bailiff, clear the courtroom.
Everyone except the reporters.

(DOORS CLOSING)

After she tied you up,
Mr. Roston, what did
she do next?

She started

masturbating
and telling me

how much she
wanted me inside her.

It drove me crazy.

Did your heart
start to bother you?

Yeah.

We were making love,

and she was
on top of me.

And every time I got close,

she'd stop.

And I couldn't take it.

I couldn't breath.
I was suffocating.

Jeez, I begged her.

I really thought that
I was about to die.

GARRETT: Did you change
your will while you were
involved with Miss Carlson?

Yes.

And who was the
primary beneficiary?

She was.

I was very much
in love with her.

And I was a fool.

Thank you, Mr. Roston.
No further questions.

Counsel.

No questions.

Frank!

Frank, I can
explain everything!

(GRUNTING)

You're a little late!

I needed to know
before he testified.

Why the fuck didn't
you warn me at least?

Do you need
to hear about every
man I ever had sex with?

No, just the ones
with bad hearts who
put you in their wills!

You think I killed Andrew.

So does everyone
in that courtroom!

You made me look
like shit in there!

You are not on trial!

Oh, the hell I'm not!

I must've been out of my
mind to get involved
with you.

To make love to me?

Yes.

But I'm not gonna
compound my mistakes.

You're my client,
that's it.

I don't
want to have anything
to do with you beyond that!

Just like that?

Yeah.

Like I don't have
any feelings?

Hey, I'm not your type.

I'm too young and healthy.

That's not fair, Frank.

No, but it's accurate.

Fuck you, too.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hi.

Where's Michael?

I took him
over to Kevin's
to spend the night.

Why didn't you tell me?
I could've stayed
at the office.

I got a shitload
of work to do.

You mean you could've used
the time to screw your client.

That's paranoid.

Oh, man.

(GRUNTING)

(CUTLERY SHATTERING)

I'm fine.

Sharon!

Sharon!

Sharon. Sharon!

Go away!

Talk to me.

People see your car down
by the river in front
of her goddamn houseboat!

It gets back
to me, Frank!

She's my client.
I'm allowed to have
conferences with my client.

Of course, you are!
Why can't you have
them in your office?

(SCOFFS) I can't believe
you listen to this
bullshit gossip!

I talked to her!

What?

She called here
tonight looking
for you.

What did she say?

She didn't have
to say anything.

I could here it in her
voice and the way that
she said your name.

You're making this up.

What did she
do to you, Frank?

How did you get those
marks on your chest?
What are they?

What are they? Bites?

What happened
to your back?

I thought
we were happy.

I thought we
were a family.

I trusted you.

It has nothing
to do with you.

You're a son of a bitch.

How dare
you stand there
and say that to me?

I love you.

You're my wife.

Go pack some things.
I don't want to see you
when I get home.

Please,
Sharon, I don't
want to lose you.

Then you shouldn't
have fucked her.

Rebecca!

Frank?

What the hell did
you say to my wife?

Nothing.
I asked if you were
there and you weren't.

Why'd you call?

I wanted to know
if I still had
a lawyer.

You're such a liar!

What do you think, Frank?

I called to tell
her all the nasty details?
Maybe I gave her some advice.

Or maybe I called
to reassure her that
it was over between us.

Maybe that's what I said!

It gets easy,
doesn't it, Frank?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MOANING)

(FRANK GRUNTING)

REBECCA: Frank!

Let's play
another game.

(GRUNTING)

(REBECCA SCREAMS)

(FRANK EXCLAIMS)

You fuck.

(MOANING)

(BOTH PANTING)

Frank!
Frank, get up!
Conference room.

Yeah, okay.

Come on, hurry!

Okay.

BIGGS: Now, this
guy was really into
recording this shit.

He could open up
his own video store.

FRANK: How does
this help us?

Wait. Just watch.

Now, I would've
missed this, too,
but the phone rang.

I let
the tape play
while I talked.

See, Garrett figured
this was the end of
the show.

Now, this isn't
a blank tape.
It's been erased.

Just not quite all of it.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

This was during
his artsy phase,

before he went back
to using the tripod.

FRANK: "We had
a professional
relationship."

Frank, Frank, hey!
You're embarrassing me.

The court recalls
Joanne Braslow.

(DOOR OPENING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Miss Braslow, how much
did you stand to inherit

before Mr. Marsh modified
his will in Rebecca's favor?

$250,000.

And according
to his final will?

$10,000,
which is still
a large amount

and I'm very grateful
to him for remembering
me at all.

Oh, after all your years
of service, it doesn't
seem like a lot.

I'm not greedy.

No. In fact,
you're a saint.

He cut you out of his will,
he dumped you for a younger
woman and you...

(SCOFFS) You're making
it sound like...

...still
find kind things
to say about the man.

Objection! Counsel's
arguing with the witness.
Move to strike, Your Honor.

I'll sustain it and
strike counsel's
remarks.

Joanne, you have
to start telling
the truth now.

Weren't you, in fact,
a very personal friend
of Andrew Marsh?

What do you mean?

Weren't you lovers?
No.

Do I
have to enter into
evidence a video tape

that Andrew made of you
that indicates how very
close you were?

(SIGHS)

We dated.

Until he met Rebecca.

(SIGHING) Yes.

Did you love him?

(WHISPERING)
Of course, I did.

Didn't you think it was
cruel of him to confide
in you about Rebecca

after he'd broken up
with you?

Objection! The testimony
has no relevance to the
issues in this trial.

I'll withdraw the question.
Were you hurt?

What do you think?

I was crushed.

But I knew
it wouldn't last.

And you expected him
to come back to you
after it was over?

Men don't marry
women like her.

Didn't he tell you
he asked Rebecca
to marry him?

She turned him down.

She'd already gotten
from him everything
she wanted.

But you didn't?

Objection! Counsel's
putting the witness
on trial.

I loved him.

(CRYING) I never
would've hurt him.

Even if he asked?

Your Honor?

That's enough, Mr. Dulaney.

The objection's sustained and
strike Mr. Delaney's question.

Now, was that your entire
bag of tricks, Counselor?

Or do you have another line
of questioning with which
to proceed?

Yes.

You testified that you
ran personal errands
for Andrew Marsh.

Yes.

Such as going
to the drug store?

Yes.

Buying nasal spray
for him because he
had a cold?

You signed a house charge
for nasal spray on April 8th,

the date of
Andrew Marshall's death.

I'd like to introduce
the receipt
from Montclair Pharmacy

as exhibit "H."

That was the bottle
used to kill him.

There was no other
nasal spray found
in the house.

Is it true that you
put in the cocaine?

Because you were jealous?
Because he cut you out
of his will?

Objection!
Because you have a
cocaine habit to feed?

No!
You're out of
line, Counselor.

Strike his remarks.

I don't think
I want to answer any more
questions without an attorney.

REBECCA: She killed him.

She set me up
to take the fall

and she almost
got away with it.

You know
what bothers me?

Why did she
charge a three-buck
bottle of nasal spray

that could be traced back
to her if she planned to
kill him with it?

I don't know.
Let Garrett figure
that out.

Maybe it was
a crime of opportunity,
maybe she's just stupid.

You mean maybe I did it?

Maybe you did.

If the evidence
hasn't convinced you,

then how the hell
is it supposed to
convince the jury?

They can't
wait to convict me.

All you need is
a reasonable doubt.

But I know how
their minds work.

The women hate me,
they think I'm a whore.

And the men see a cold,
heartless bitch they can
pay back for every chick

that's ever blown
them off in a bar.

You have an inflated
opinion of yourself.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

I have to testify.

No.

Frank, they're
going to convict me

if I don't tell
my side of the story.

The only reason I'd ever
let a client take the stand

is if the case was
going so badly there
wasn't any other choice.

Yeah, but the difference
is your clients are
usually guilty.

You told me that.

No. I said they
usually did it.

Which is different than
being guilty as charged.

I'm not going to let
you fuck up my case.

You owe
me the chance
to explain, Frank.

(SIGHS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(TOILET FLUSHING)

Wish me luck.

The defense calls
Rebecca Carlson
to the stand.

BAILIFF:
Do you solemnly
swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth and
nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

Rebecca, I'd like you to
recount, as you remember,

the events on the
night of April 8th.

We came home
from dinner early

and Andrew
still had a cold,

so I thought
I'd just put him
to bed and go home.

But you didn't
go home, did you?

No.

He wanted to make love.

And that made me want to.
He was a very physical man.

Would you say
you loved him?

Very much.

Then why didn't
you marry him?

Because his marriages
never lasted.
I wanted it to last.

Rebecca, you heard
the forensic testimony
about the use of handcuffs.

Yes.

What were they
doing in the house?

Andrew bought them
for Valentine's Day.

For you...

(PEOPLE CHUCKLING)

For you to use on him
while you made love?

Yes. He liked that.

He was always in charge
in his life and his work.

And in bed he liked to have
somebody else in charge.

It was a game we played.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

(GAVEL POUNDS)

Watch yourselves or I'll
clear this courtroom again.

Rebecca, did Andrew indicate
to you that he was having
any problems at all,

like shortness of breath,
while you were making
love that night?

No. He was fine.

And after you finished
making love,
what did you do?

I kissed him good night
and I went home.

And when did you
find out he was dead?

(SIGHING)
Not until the next day.

And when did you find out
you were a beneficiary
of Andrew's will?

When you told me.

Your witness.

I'm less interested
in your relationship
with Andrew Marsh,

the nature of which you've
made abundantly clear,

than I am in
your relationships
with Jeffrey Roston

and Dr. Alan Paley.

How long after you
stopped dating Dr. Paley

did you start dating
his patient, Mr. Marsh?

REBECCA: It must have
been about four months.

Four months in which you
tried to meet your victim

at galleries
and museum openings?

Objection! Counsel's
baiting the witness!

Not at all. I'm
establishing premeditation.

By baiting the witness.

Overruled.
Answer the question.

I never
heard his name
before I met him.

You never saw his
picture in the paper?

I don't read the paper.

(PEOPLE GIGGLING)

Is it
your sworn testimony
that by coincidence alone

you happened to date
both Andrew Marsh,

who died from a combination
of sex and drugs

and the doctor
who treated him
for drug poisoning?

Portland's a small city.

I even dated a man
who dated a woman
you dated.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Do you think you're capable of
just answering the questions
put to you?

I'm just trying
to explain myself.

The night of
Mr. Marsh's death,

were you watching
a pornographic videotape
you'd made of yourselves?

Objection as to
the characterization.

An explicit videotape?

Well, Andrew used to
say, "Why watch strangers
when you can watch friends?"

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

If you
had finished having sex
and Mr. Marsh was asleep,

as you stated,
why was the VCR still on
when the police arrived?

Because I forgot to
turn it off before
I left.

Because Andrew Marsh
was already dead

and you
were in a hurry
to make your exit?

Objection! "Argumentative"
isn't the word for counsel's
approach to cross.

Sustained. Watch
yourself, Mr. Garrett.

Miss Carlson,

you stated that you
handcuffed Andrew Marsh

before having
sex with him the
night of his death.

It wasn't before.
It was during.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Well, I stand corrected.
Thank you.

Did you engage in any other
forms of dominance
with the victim?

Did you, for example,
beat him?

Objection!

The specifics of the
sexual relationship between
the victim and the defendant

have no bearing
on the charges
against her.

The state has
an obvious interest
in a pattern of abuse

that ended with the
death of the victim.

Answer the question,
Miss Carlson.
Succinctly, please.

I never hurt him.

Did you humiliate him?

I never humiliated
him either.
He picked the games.

You have a weakness
for rich, older men
with bad hearts,

don't you,
Miss Carlson?

I like confident men
who aren't afraid
to experiment.

They tend to be older.

And I own a gallery.

People I meet tend to
have money. I don't ask for
profit-and-loss statements.

Are we supposed
to believe

that Jeffrey Roston and
Andrew Marsh are both
coincidences?

They had nothing
to do with each other.

Well, they both
had bad hearts,
didn't they?

And they both wrote
you into their wills.

But I already testified
I didn't know anything
about Andrew's heart.

But you knew
about Roston's.

Yes.

And when you couldn't
induce a heart attack

before he had surgery to
repair it, you bailed out.

He wasn't any good to
you, isn't that right?

(CRYING) I left him when
I found him in bed with
someone else.

And that was
grounds for leaving?

As sexually liberated
as you are?

I couldn't compete.

You couldn't compete?

What was she possibly doing?
Was she using a razor blade?

(SIGHING) He was in
bed with another man.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

I never knew
that about him.

I felt betrayed.

I couldn't handle it,
so I left.

And it was easier
for him to think

that I left
because of the money, but I
left because I couldn't stay.

Mr. Roston isn't here
to defend himself.

You can say anything
you want about him.

Yes, he is.

Ask him yourself.

GARRETT:
No further questions.

BURNHAM:
Redirect,
Mr. Dulaney?

FRANK: Your Honor,
the defense rests.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

in the case of the
People v. Rebecca Carlson,
have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

The jury finds the defendant

not guilty.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

BURNHAM: The
defendant is released.
This court is adjourned.

(GAVEL POUNDS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Thanks, Gabe.

Frank? Frank?

Thanks.

You almost
convinced me.

Trial's over, Frank.

Walk away.

REBECCA:
You shouldn't have come.

Stop whining.

You knew you were
gonna blow your career.

I'm doing you a favor.

And we will live
happily ever after,
but not together.

If you stick around me,
you're going to get
yourself

indicted for
perjury and murder.

I'm home free.

They can't try
me twice, but you
are a different story.

(SIGHS)

Shit.

Frank.

He heard us.

He's my lawyer.
It's privileged.

I'd have given you
the same goddamn
defense.

But you wouldn't have
been as believable.

Ah, if I didn't fuck you?

It works.

You slept with him?

I don't think we ever
slept, did we, Frank?

Don't look so hurt, Alan.

I fucked you,
I fucked Andrew,
I fucked Frank.

That's what I do.
I fuck.

And it made me
eight million dollars.

So you're fucking
Dr. Paley here and he
mentions a rich patient,

a rich, delicate patient,

and you figure you can
fuck yourself into the will.

You know how to do that.

I'm hard to resist.

The coke came from
Dr. Paley, didn't it?

Made it untraceable.

Why are you telling him?

He's telling us.

Fuck, if you didn't
play me perfectly.

Paley goes on the stand,
makes you look guilty
as hell.

Then you set me up
to destroy him,

so I can make
you look innocent.

Sort of a reverse
character witness, huh?

You're a real genius.

Sorry I can't say
the same thing about you.

I always thought the message
on the answering machine was
a little over the top,

Frank, but you
even bought that.

What are you
doing here anyways?

Ambulance-chasing?

Looking for
a new client?

Talk to Alan here.
He thinks he's in
trouble.

You don't give
a shit about me.

You're right,
I've forgotten you already.

(GRUNTING)

I threw my life away
for you!

FRANK: Hey,
what are you...

I'll kill you.

(GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

FRANK: Stop it!

Paley!

Oh!

PALEY: Wish.

(GRUNTING)

(GUN FIRES)

(GUN FIRES)

(GUN FIRES)

(THUDDING)

(PANTING)

FRANK: Oh, God.

(PANTING)

You're gonna be all right.

Get me out
of here, Frank.

Okay.

(SIGHING)

(GUN FIRES)

(EXCLAIMS)

(OFFICERS CHATTERING)

Okay, you can go.

(SIREN WAILING)

Do you believe
in karma, Frank?

No.

Well, whatever
you call it,

people usually get
what they deserve.

Except for lawyers.

You should've
won the case, Bob.

I did.