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- In the criminal justice
system,

the people are represented

by two separate,
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

- Mr. Chapman thinks
you have real potential.

But it takes practice, honey--
dedication.

- I know.
- Do you?

Because I don't
hear you playing every day.

- But I don't want
to play every day.

- Wait.

[tense music]

- Mom, what is it?

- Go back to the car.

Now.

[touch tones dialing]

[line trilling]

[siren wailing]

- Judging by temp and lividity,

I'd put time of death
somewhere in the neighborhood

of 6:00 to 8:00 p.m.

- Cause of death?

- Pretty sure
it wasn't a heart attack.

- Let's see.

Hmm. Any defensive wounds?

- No indications of bruising
or abrasions on his hands.

- Yeah,
probably didn't see it coming.

Using a fire extinguisher
as a weapon...

it feels kind of personal.

- Sure looks that way.
- Yeah, thanks.

- Witness didn't see
anyone coming in or out;

neither did
the attendant at the gate.

Cameras in this part
of the garage are a bust--

water damage on the hard drive,

so I got a video canvas
going around the perimeter.

- Plenty of cash, credit cards.

Doesn't seem
like a robbery to me.

The Honorable David Keating.

Looks like our DOA was a judge.

- Not the verdict
he was looking for.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I was at the neighbor's.

Uh, we have a book club.

- Do you have any idea where
your husband was coming from?

- Courthouse?
He gets home every night

at the same time--7:00.

Almost to the minute.

- Mrs. Keating,
do you know of anyone

who might want
to hurt your husband?

Was he having any problems,
professional, personal?

- The past few months,
David was distracted.

He was a good man,
but he had his moods.

I asked him what was
going on several times,

but that just seemed
to aggravate him more.

When he was walking out
the door this morning,

I...

Told him that, uh,
I was tired of

walking on eggshells

and that he needed
to adjust his attitude.

That's the last thing
I said to him.

[sobs]

- Do you know
what was troubling him?

- Uh...

It was probably his work.

He, um--
it was always in the middle

of someone else's crisis.

You know, divorce,
custody, visitation rights.

It's a lot.

- It's family court.

Everybody who walks in the door

is having
the worst day of their life.

- Yeah, we're gonna
need a complete list

of his problem cases.
- Way ahead of you.

First ten pages
are the judge's pending cases.

The rest are people
who threatened him.

- Does any case
or person stand out?

- Not really.

But there's one thing
that's not on the list.

Judge mentioned
someone confronted him

on the courthouse steps
the other day.

He seemed pretty rattled.

- When was this?
- Day before yesterday.

He was on his way
to the dentist.

- The clerk said the judge
left the building around 4:15.

Yeah, there. That's him.

[tense music]

It was more than
a confrontation.

- Okay, I can't see his face.

Do you have a camera
with a better angle?

- No, this is the best we have.

- Okay.

Well, maybe she can help us.

Do you recognize her?

- No.

But if she was doing business
at the courthouse,

then she would have signed in
or swiped a security pass.

♪

- She has quite
the client roster.

- Eli Manning, I used
to curse this guy every week.

Now I'd give my left thumb
to get him back.

- Oh, this woman right here?

She's gotta be one of the best
tennis players ever.

- I didn't figure you
for the Wimbledon set.

- Why is that?

- 'Cause you're...

a cop.

Isn't she the one that
had that breakdown a while back

and had to pull out
of that big tournament?

- Yeah, French Open.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- What can I do for you fellas?

- We'd like to ask you a few
questions about David Keating.

- [groans]
I'm still in shock.

We went to law school together.

I ran into him just the other
day at the courthouse.

- That's why we're here.

A man confronted him,
shoved him.

- He was scary--accused David
of ruining his life.

Got physical.
I started calling the police,

then he left.

- Do you happen
to know this guy's name?

- Yeah, I saw it on the news.

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

- It's not polite
to speak ill of the dead.

- Don't worry,
I spoke ill of him

when he was alive too.

- I take it
you didn't like his ruling

on your child custody case?

- He's a self-righteous prick.

- Mm.
- Who the hell is he

to say I can only see
my son every other weekend?

- Decision could've
had something to do

with your two arrests
for domestic violence.

- That was
between me and my ex.

It had nothing
to do with my kid.

- Not sure about that.
Violence is violence.

- Where were you
last night around 7:00?

- Home.

- All night?
- Mm.

Nuked some leftovers.
Had a couple of beers.

Watched a Rangers game.

- Can anyone verify that?

- No. I was alone.

Thanks to Judge Keating.

- Greg Wallace
is lying his ass off.

Video from his apartment
building has him leaving

at 5:23.

He doesn't get back
until 10:08.

That's plenty of time
for him to get

to Keating's garage and back.

- And he's got
one hell of a motive.

- Lou! I got something.

Cell sites have
Wallace's phone pinging a tower

a few blocks
from Judge Keating's garage.

- Where does Wallace live?

- 168--in the Bronx.

- A long way from home.

Any reason for him
to be hanging around

the Upper East Side?

- No, nothing obvious anyway.

- All right.
We gotta move on this.

1PP is breathing down my neck,

and the mayor's office
is calling me

every two hours, so...

- Yep.
- Understood?

- You lied, Greg.

You weren't home
watching hockey

when Judge Keating
was murdered.

- Cell phone has you
on the Upper East Side.

You live in the Bronx.

- What, I'm not allowed
to visit Manhattan?

Is there a new rule on
the books I need to know about?

- Yeah!
It's called lying

to the police.
- It's not new.

It's been around forever.

- It's not what you think.

- No, what I think is you
found out where Keating lived,

learned his schedule,
and went there to finish

what you started
on the courthouse steps.

- No, no, no...

I was with my son.

Okay, if my ex finds out I
violated the visitation order,

she'll--she'll make it
so I can never see him again.

- Your ex lives in the Bronx.

- Yeah, but she stays with
her boyfriend on 75th Street

with my son.

- So what did you
and your son do?

- Uh, we went to the movies,
and then we got ice cream.

- You got receipts?
- It's on my debit card.

You--you can check
the statement.

- Yeah, we will.

- Listen, listen, I--

I admit

that I wanted to beat
that judge's ass.

I did.

After that lady left,
I even followed him

from the courthouse.

- You followed him?
- Yeah.

- To where?
- Some hotel.

Yeah, there were
lots of people there.

Lots of security cameras.

So I took off.

♪

- Judge's wife
said he was preoccupied.

- Ah, nothing like a sidepiece
to preoccupy someone--

also doubles the chance of you
getting bludgeoned to death

in a parking garage.

- Ma'am.

Uh, we're wondering
if somebody named David Keating

booked a room here
two days ago.

- Keating...

I'm not showing a reservation
under that name.

- Maybe he just
walked through the lobby

to get to someone else's room.

- Going to a woman's room,
perhaps.

This is what he looked like.

- Oh, yeah.

He's a judge, right?

- How would you know that?
Was he carrying a gavel

or something?
- [laughs] Practically.

He was the keynote speaker
at this event in the ballroom.

- Hmm. What event was that?

- Some sort
of legal conference.

I did the guy a favor--
offered to help set up

his PowerPoint deck.

To be honest...

he was kind of a dick.

- Greater Manhattan
University of Law.

Never heard of it.

- It's one of those
unaccredited for-profit places.

- Yeah,
but why is a judge shilling

for a scam operation like that?

- Because the school paid him
10 grand.

- Really?

He's that hard up?

The guy
probably makes 250 a year.

- Maybe.

But according
to Financial Crimes,

He was flat broke,
practically no savings,

and that was after taking
a second mortgage last year.

- Three credit cards
all maxed out.

The guy was drowning in debt.

His tab was close
to $1 million.

- Any idea
where that money went?

Was he living a big life?
- Doesn't look that way.

His apartment was nice,
but nothing special.

- Mm-hmm.

- So much
for living a big life.

But that money
just doesn't disappear.

So let's find out
where it went.

- Okay.

- So this judge had
a serious gambling problem--

had an account on First Down.

- I'm familiar.

- Well, I hope your touch
was better than his.

This guy was down about 200K,
shut him off three months ago.

- Yeah, better to put your
money in a paper shredder.

- Looks like he was doing a lot
of betting with a bookie too.

- You got a name?

- No--lots of text messages
going back and forth, though.

A few of them
are from a Dr. Weisman.

Owed him a lot of money--
about 100 grand.

- Two days ago,
he sends a text to the judge.

"Need to get paid by tomorrow,
or this ain't gonna end well."

.

- You were at the garage
where Judge Keating was killed.

- That's you.
No question about it.

- You also threatened the guy.

Mm-hmm.

"Need to get paid by tomorrow,
or this ain't gonna end well."

- That was a text.

- Don't you see
it didn't end well?

In fact, it ended really badly.

The guy got his head smashed in
with a fire extinguisher.

So it wasn't just a text.

- No.

Never got physical
with the judge.

Ever.

- What is this, uh,
Dr. Weisman crap?

- Excuse me?
- You sent a text to the judge.

You signed it "Dr. Weisman."

- I went to dental school
for two months and dropped out.

The name stuck.

Look, you guys
are way off base here.

I didn't have
a beef with Keating.

He paid me in full.

- We've seen his bank accounts.

He didn't have
a pot to piss in.

How does he suddenly come up
with 100 grand?

- I don't know
what to tell you.

He said he had the money
and told me to come down

and meet him at the garage.

Son of a bitch delivered too.
That's what's in the bag.

Cash.

- Yeah?

- Forensics came back
on the fire extinguisher.

No discernable prints,
but they recovered a hair.

Didn't belong to the victim,

and it doesn't match
anyone in the system.

- Oh.
Well, that eliminates Weisman.

- I sent it to a private lab

for genealogy
and disease analysis.

- Pulling out all the stops,
huh?

- He was a judge, Kevin.

Come on.

You know I wish we had the
resources to go the extra mile

for every unsolved,
but we don't.

- Funny how they always
manage to find the cash

when the victim's a white dude
from the Upper East Side.

But when it's a poor black kid
from East Flatbush,

"Ooh, I'm sorry.

We don't have it
in the budget."

- I hear you.

- Do you?

- Look, we got a profile:

brown eyes, black hair,
sub-Saharan ancestry,

likely a diabetic...

And it belongs to a woman.

[tense music]

- Okay.

♪

Got a couple
more questions for you.

Did you see anyone else
in that garage?

A woman, maybe?

- Yeah, when I was leaving.

She was getting out of a car
on 87th street.

She was running towards me.

So I held a door open for her.

- Did you notice anything
unusual about this woman?

- No.

Couldn't see her face,
she had sunglasses.

Was wearing
a big, black jacket.

- Hmm.

Was she alone?

- Yeah.

She hopped out of a black SUV.

- Driver's side?

- Passenger.

It was a Range Rover, I think.

♪

- Jesse Malloy?

- Yeah, that's me.

- Do you own a 2019 Range
Rover, license plate 6PHE4Z?

- Yeah.
You want me to move it?

- Uh, no, no. We're good.

Uh, were you driving that
vehicle on Thursday night,

around 7:00 p.m.?

- Thursday. Yeah, I think so.

- You stopped on 87th Street,

and a woman
got out of your car.

- Did her father send you guys?

- Excuse me?
- Hmm?

- Lucy's father.

He's very protective.

- Who's Lucy?

- My girlfriend, Lucy McDaniel.

- Uh--

the tennis player?

You dropped her off at the
parking garage two nights ago?

- Yes. Why?

- Who was she going to see?

- I don't know,
she said she was gonna

run some errands.
Why, what is going on?

- Does the name Judge David
Keating mean anything to you?

- That a TV show or something?

- So Lucy McDaniel,
one of the best tennis players

in the world,
no history of violence,

just rolls up
and kills a judge?

Doesn't make sense.

- She fits the DNA profile
to a tee:

Black woman,
brown eyes, black hair,

definitely has the strength
to swing a fire extinguisher

and take a piece
of a man's skull out.

Plus, I read somewhere
that she's type 1 diabetic.

What?

Why is everyone so surprised
that I follow tennis?

- All right, if it is her,

there has to be
some connection.

- I'm telling you
there's nothing.

We checked
the judge's case files,

his appointment calendar,
his phone logs, his email--

- But her lawyer,
Clara Newhall,

is friends with Judge Keating.

She was with him the day
that Greg Wallace

confronted him at the
courthouse, and a day later,

Keating turns up dead.

Hell of a coincidence.

- No such thing.
- Exactly.

- Let's pay Lucy
a little surprise visit,

and see if she'll agree
to a DNA test.

- All right, let's go.

[tennis ball hits]

- Sorry, guys.
She's in training--

can't be interrupted.

- It's important.

- Not more important
than training.

- Disagree.

Hey, buddy. Take five, please.

- Hey, what the hell
are you doing?

- I'm Detective Cosgrove.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Thursday evening,
Jesse Malloy gave you a ride

to the
Upper East Side of Manhattan.

- Don't answer.

What's this about?

- Are you familiar with a man

by the name of David Keating?

He was a judge.

- This conversation is over.

- We were wondering if you'd be
willing to submit a DNA test.

- The answer is no.
Look, I don't know

what the hell
you guys are talking about,

but she sure as hell
is not talking to you guys

without a lawyer present.

- Sir, with all due respect,
I'm talking to your daughter,

not to you, so please shut up.

- Ma'am, would you be willing

to voluntarily
submit a DNA sample?

It's in your best interest
so we can eliminate you

as a suspect in a homicide.

- Tell him no.

Tell him you're not answering
any more of his questions.

Tell him you want an attorney.

Now.

- I'm not giving you
a DNA sample,

and I'm not answering
any of your questions,

and I want a lawyer.

- Okay, come on, baby.

♪

[mutters indistinctly]

- I'll call the DA's office for
a swab order to get her DNA.

- Don't bother.

- You stole her towel?

- Technically,
it's abandoned property.

- Well, it wasn't
exactly in the trash can.

- It was in the laundry hamper,
close enough.

Besides,
it's not her property--

belongs to the tennis club.

And if the hair
on the fire extinguisher

syncs up
with the sweat in this towel...

- It's game, set, match.

.

- We still
don't have a connection

between Lucy McDaniel
and Judge Keating?

- Correct--detectives
reinterviewed his clerk,

checked Lucy's phone,
her emails.

- The only thing we have is,
Lucy's personal lawyer

was with Judge Keating
the day before the murder.

- Find out
what they were talking about.

- Tried.
She made herself

part of the defense team,
filed an appearance

at the arraignment.

- Okay.

So let's work
with what we have.

You've tried cases
without motive before.

- I have, but not
first-degree murder,

and not when the defendant
was a global icon.

- Just tell the jury
what you have,

not what you don't have.

- [sighs]
- If you don't,

the defense will.
So be upfront with them.

Otherwise, they'll never
believe another word

that comes out of your mouth.

- We don't know why the
defendant killed Judge Keating.

But we can prove
beyond a reasonable doubt

that she did,
in fact, kill him.

The evidence will show that
on February 3rd of this year,

Judge David Keating parked
his car where he always did:

a garage on 87th Street,

just across from his
Upper East Side apartment.

He was in that garage
at 6:58 p.m.

when the defendant's boyfriend
dropped her off outside,

and we have that
captured on video.

You'll be able to see it.

The defendant
entered the garage

through the back stairwell

just as Judge Keating was
walking to the elevators.

She grabbed...

a fire extinguisher

and smashed him
in the head with it

repeatedly

and then fled,

left him there to die.

But she left something behind:

a strand of her hair.

It was on the surface
of the fire extinguisher,

embedded in the judge's blood.

The hair was tested for DNA.

The results are irrefutable.

The hair is hers.

We don't know what set Lucy
McDaniel into a murderous rage.

But we do know
that it happened...

[tense music]

That she killed Judge Keating.

[all gasp]

- [sobbing]

- I held the door open
for a lady

who was coming
into the stairwell.

- How much time elapsed between
the time you left the judge

and the time
you saw this woman?

- Less than a minute.

- You never
identified my client

as the woman
you saw in the garage, did you?

- Not by name.

- Lucy McDaniel is one
of the most recognizable faces

in the world,
and you didn't know it was her?

- Her glasses were
covering her face.

- So let me get this straight.

You were with Judge Keating
at the crime scene?

- It wasn't a crime scene
when I was there.

- Judge Keating
owed you a lot of money.

- We were all square.

- You've threatened him
in the past, correct?

You sent a text the day
before he was murdered saying,

"Need to get paid by tomorrow
or this ain't gonna end well."

- I didn't mean that
as a threat.

It was--
- Last year, you were convicted

of assault
in the second degree.

Is that correct?

- Yes.

- Yeah, you hit someone
with a lead pipe?

- I...I'd been drinking.

- Last summer, you were
convicted of assault

in the third degree.
- Objection!

The witness is not on trial.

- No, but he should be.

He's the only person
in this damn courtroom

who had the motive,
means, and opportunity

to actually kill Judge Keating.

- Your Honor--
- That's enough, Mr. Mendez.

- Nothing further.

♪

.

- Mr. Malloy,
did you drop Ms. McDaniel off

at 87th Street near Park Avenue
on the evening of February 3rd?

Would you like me
to repeat the question?

- I respectfully decline
to answer on the grounds

it might incriminate me.

- Uh, Your Honor, we concede
that Mr. Malloy could face

criminal liability
and accept his assertion,

which is why we've prepared
a grant of immunity.

- That means you have to answer
the question, Mr. Malloy.

- Is this your Range Rover?

[tense music]

- Yes, that's my car.

- And the woman in the picture,

you've previously identified
her as Lucy McDaniel.

Mr. Malloy,
would you please identify

the woman on the monitor?

- I can't be sure if it's her.

- She got out of your car.

You can't tell us
that she's your girlfriend?

- Your Honor,
he's badgering the witness.

- Okay, fine.
Let's--let's move on

from the photo.

Mr. Malloy, you dropped off

your girlfriend, Lucy McDaniel,

in front of that parking garage

shortly before 7:00 p.m.,
correct?

- Yes.
- Nothing further.

♪

We put her at the scene.

That, plus the DNA evidence.
We're in a good place.

[phone chimes]

- Have you checked your email?
- Why?

- Defense just filed
a psych notice.

- Psych notice?

- They changed their defense.

They're going with "not guilty

by reason of insanity."

- I know she had some issues
on the court a while ago,

but she's a high-functioning,
world-class athlete.

How could she
possibly be legally insane?

♪

[sighs]

- My name is
Dr. Stewart Moore.

I'm a
board-certified psychiatrist

and director of
the Restorative Health Clinic

in Greenwich, Connecticut.

- Was Lucy McDaniel
a patient at your clinic?

- Yes. Four times.

First visit was six years ago.

Her most recent stay
was two months ago.

- What is her diagnosis?

- Bipolar I.
- Hmm.

She suffers
from manic depression.

- Yes.

- How did Lucy's mania
manifest?

- Ms. McDaniel exhibited
a number of symptoms,

including disruptive behavior,
inflated self-esteem,

and increased
psycho-motor agitation.

- And the depression?

- She reported feelings
of worthlessness

and had recurring thoughts
of suicidal ideation.

- Dr. Moore, do you have
an opinion as to whether

or not this condition
interfered with Lucy's ability

to understand the nature
and consequences

of her conduct on February 3rd?

- Yes. I believe it did.

- You believe she was incapable
of determining

right from wrong?

- Correct.

- Thank you. Nothing further.

- You're not saying that
everyone with Bipolar Disorder

is criminally insane, are you?

- [chuckles] No, that's
definitely not what I'm saying.

- Because many of the people

with the disorder
are high-functioning

and productive members
of society.

- Yeah,
I would agree with that.

- Uh, Winston Churchill
had the condition--

he called it his "black dog."

- I read that, yes.

- In fact, Lucy had been
managing a rigorous training

and competition schedule
right up until

she killed Judge Keating.

- I understand
what you're saying,

but this disease
is complicated.

The only reason Lucy has been
symptom-free is because

she has the benefit
of intensive therapy

and proper medication.

She also has the love
and guidance of her father.

The best thing that ever
happened to Lucy

was having Tom appointed
as her guardian.

♪

- The defendant's father
is her legal guardian?

Is that what you're saying?

- Yes.

- When did this
guardianship begin?

- Six years ago.

- And the guardianship
was court-ordered?

- Yes, but the records
were sealed.

Unfortunately, mental illness
still carries a stigma.

- Nothing further at this time.

♪

.

- Confirmed
with the family court.

Judge Keating appointed Tom
McDaniel as Lucy's guardian.

He also appointed his old
law school chum, Clara Newhall,

to be their lawyer.

- Shrink slipped up.

- No, he didn't slip up.
That was choreographed.

They wanted the jury to know.

This has to be connected
to motive somehow.

- Lucy didn't want a guardian,

didn't want her father
to control her life,

so she killed the judge
in charge of her case.

- Sounds plausible if we
actually had the evidence

to back it up.
- Mm.

- This guardianship thing,
though,

it makes things
a lot more complicated.

- What do you mean?
- Legal guardians are assigned

to protect people
who can't take care

of their own basic needs,

which means the jury is gonna
assume that Lucy is, in fact,

insane, and therefore,
is not guilty.

- Different standards,
different definitions.

- I know, but try explaining

the difference
between legally insane

versus mentally incapacitated.

To them--to most people--
insane is insane.

[sighs]
- Question is...

is Lucy really
that incapacitated,

or is this a tennis dad

trying to manage
his rich, famous daughter?

- Oh, let's review
her medical records again,

and make sure Dr. Moore
gave us all his files--

- Waste of time--found out
he never actually treated Lucy.

- What? He just testified.

- He runs the clinic,

but he never
worked with her directly.

- So find the doctor who did.

There has to be a good reason
he or she wasn't called.

- Dr. Moore fired me
two months ago.

- Did it have anything
to do with Lucy McDaniel?

- Lucy's disorder
first manifested itself

when she had a very public
incident on the tennis court

about six years ago.

She got treatment.
She was doing well.

Things were under control.

I told Dr. Moore she didn't
need in-patient treatment.

- Then why
was she at the clinic?

- My opinion?

He's a way for
Tom McDaniel to control her.

- Control her...?

- When Lucy didn't wanna play
in a particular tournament,

or she'd wanna go on vacation
with her boyfriend,

he'd punish her--

send her away.

It's all a part of his plan
to control her life

and finances.

- You shared your concerns
with Dr. Moore?

- I wrote a letter
to Judge Keating too.

- Saying what?
- That the guardianship

should be terminated.

It just wasn't right.

Lucy didn't need someone
to control her life,

make decisions for her.

Two days later,
Dr. Moore fired me.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay.

You sent this letter
to the courthouse?

- Certified mail.

- The guardianship was a sham.

Her father was using it
as a device to control her.

- What about Judge Keating?
Was he involved?

- Sure looks that way.

All he did was rubber stamp
anything and everything

Tom McDaniel asked for.

- He also
buried the paper trail,

making it impossible to find.

- If they hadn't put
her mental state in play,

we never would've
even found out about it.

- Did Lucy ever try
to terminate the guardianship?

- The hearings were held in
secret, but they were recorded,

and we've had them transcribed.

According to the transcripts,
Lucy didn't even know

she could
terminate the guardianship.

- What?
- She was living in a bubble,

following her father's orders,

while he paid himself
a $10 million salary.

- Okay, let's say you're right.

The father was trying
to control her, profit off her.

Why did she kill Judge Keating?

- She wanted
to marry her boyfriend.

But Judge Keating said no,

because her father
didn't want it to happen.

She had
no autonomy whatsoever--

legally,
financially, romantically,

despite the fact
she was mentally fit.

Ask me,
this isn't first-degree murder.

This is manslaughter.

- Uh...I agree that
she was being mistreated,

but the facts are the facts.

She hopped in a car,
traveled across the city

to confront Keating,
and when he wouldn't give her

what she wanted,
she bashed his head in

with a fire extinguisher.

- What she wanted? No.

What she was entitled to
as a human being.

They were enslaving her,
for God's sake.

- I understand,
but she still murdered a judge.

- A corrupt judge.

- Do you have
any proof of that?

- Nothing concrete.

But I'm guessing
the 100 grand he came up with

to pay off his bookie
didn't just drop from the sky.

- I agree with Ms. Maroun.

The correct charge here
is manslaughter.

- Defense will never agree
to a manslaughter instruction.

- Then talk to her lawyer.

Try to work something out.

- [sighs]

Lucy agrees to plead guilty,

we'll reduce
the charge to Man One,

we'll recommend
she serve 15 years.

- 15 years?

My daughter isn't serving
15 days.

- She loses, she'll end up
doing life without parole.

- We appreciate your offer,
but we are going to proceed

with the trial.

- You're serious?

[scoffs]

You realize the only reason

we're offering
to reduce the charge

is because we have empathy
for her, because we know

you're manipulating
and controlling her.

- Excuse me?
- You misrepresented

your daughter's mental illness

in order to control
her finances--her life!

You caused her
to kill Judge Keating!

- You don't know what
the hell you're talking about.

- Are you even going to ask
Lucy what she wants to do here?

- She'll want what I want.

Trust me.

[tense music]

♪

.

- Okay, let's get started.

I'll hear you and your motion,
Mr. Price.

- Your Honor,

we're asking
the court to terminate

the defendant's guardianship

and remove Mr. McDaniel
and Ms. Newhall from having

any further involvement
in this case.

- No, this is ridiculous.

Just because
we rejected their plea offer

doesn't mean we're bad people.

It means we have a strong case.

It means we're gonna win.

- Yeah, Mr. Price, if you want
to terminate the guardianship,

file an application
in family court.

- We don't have time for that.

The reason we're here is,
Mr. McDaniel's legal team

is not looking out
for her best interests.

- Well,
that's a hell of an allegation.

- It's true.

- Oh, then bring proof,
lots of it.

Otherwise,
your motion is denied.

[tense music]

♪

- So now what?
- We move forward.

- On what charge?

- Murder.

- You read those transcripts.

She was practically
being held hostage.

Her father forced her
to have an IUD implanted,

for God's sake,

and Judge Keating
just let it happen.

- We presented her
with a generous offer.

But her lawyers
and her father said no.

- Listen to what you just said,
Nolan.

Her lawyers
and her father said no

like Lucy's not a person--

doesn't have
her own opinions or feelings.

She's in love with Jesse.
She wanted to get married.

But her father--no--
her boss said no,

then blamed it
on the big, bad judge,

and Lucy lost it.

That was the last straw.

That's not murder.
- I share your frustration.

Unfortunately, they're the
people in charge of Lucy,

and right or wrong,
they don't want her

to plead out
on a lesser charge.

They want to roll the dice
on an NGI verdict.

Nothing we can do.

- Yeah, so she can
keep playing tennis,

keep laying golden eggs.

- It is what it is.

- I'm not so sure about that.

♪

- Have a seat.

You're about to be convicted

and sent to prison
for the rest of your life.

Might as well hear me out.

- Does my dad know you're here?

- Shh.

Don't talk.

Just listen.

It's your father's
number one priority to get you

back out on the court
to make more money,

and he is willing
to gamble your future,

your life,

in order to make that happen.

It was your father

that prevented you
from marrying Jesse.

- No, he said
that was the judge.

- He blamed it on him.
I know.

But it was your father.

He told the judge to...

"deny your request."

It's all here
in the court transcripts.

Read 'em for yourself.

Did you know the prosecutor
offered you a deal?

- What?
- Yeah.

They presented it to your
father and your lawyers.

But they didn't tell you.

Reason I'm here.

Lucy...

plead guilty to manslaughter
and serve 15 years,

and move on with your life.

Marry Jesse, have some babies,

build a life together.

More importantly...

you'll be free.

No more guardianship,

and you can do
whatever the hell you wanna do.

♪

Read the transcripts.

- Is everyone
ready to proceed?

- The People are ready.

- Defense is ready.

- Your Honor,
I wanna plead guilty.

- If I may have
a moment with my client--

- No, I don't want a moment.

- Lucy, sit down now!

- Can I just say something?

- Would you like to consult
with another lawyer?

- No.
Please, no more lawyers.

I just want to talk.

- Lucy, stop!

- Shut up.

For once, just let me talk.

Your Honor,

I killed Judge Keating.

I didn't plan to.

I went there to ask him
to let me marry Jesse.

The judge--he wouldn't listen,

said it wasn't an option,

then he just
started walking away.

And I...

I snapped.

I grabbed a fire extinguisher,

and I attacked him.

I wish I could take back
what I did, but I can't.

So what I wanna say is that...

I'm so sorry.

I feel so horrible
for what I did.

But I'm a good person.

I am.

I just wanted to marry Jesse.

♪

Your Honor...

I'm gonna accept the offer
the prosecutor made.

I wanna plead guilty
to manslaughter.

- You're sure about that?
- I am.

- Would you like to consult
with your lawyers?

- No.

I don't wanna consult anyone
or ask for anyone's permission.

I just wanna control
my own life.

♪

- I spoke with
the Financial Frauds Bureau.

They're going
to open an investigation

against Tom McDaniel
and Clara Newhall.

Couldn't just sit there

and watch her
get screwed over again.

- How'd you do it?

- Do what?

- Let Lucy know about
the deal we were offering.

- I had Bernard
reach out to her.

- If you ever pull a stunt
like that again,

I'll fire you.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]