Original subtitles

Ah, Mr. Shore, thank you for coming.

Whatever it is, I didn't do it.

From what I've been told, you probably did.

Have a seat.

There's a rumor going around,

underneath that slick surface,

there's a heart of gold.

Completely untrue.

I got a 19-year-old kid

scheduled for a murder trial tomorrow.

He's just fired his sixth attorney an hour ago

and he's decided to represent himself.

It's my sense he hires and fires lawyers

to buy himself time, and...

he's successfully done that up till now.

That trial will go forward tomorrow.

Are we getting to the part that involves me?

I'm assigning you to be shadow counsel.

Nuh-uh, I've had very little of criminal experience,

Your Honor. ROBBINS: Well,

you're about to get more.

9:00.

I'd love to accommodate you but actually,

I'm starting another trial tomorrow morning, so--

Who's the judge? SHORE: Okubo.

ROBBINS: Oh.

Only thing you need to know

about the honorable Amy Okubo

is that I've got seniority on her.

You'll be in my courtroom at 9:00.

SHORE: She's ordered no further continuances.

ROBBINS: 9:00, Mr. Shore.

All right, Your Honor. Let's cut to it,

I couldn't possibly try a case

in your courtroom.

Because...

I'm attracted to you.

In fact, I'm...

obsessed with you.

I'm afraid my lust would...

inhibit my ability to...

fairly represent my client.

You're attracted to me?

Yes.

Could you lean forward a bit?

You are a very sexy man

and a clever one

capable of feigning an attraction for a judge

just to get yourself off a case.

9:00.

I will be getting myself off.

I assure you.

9:00.

(music playing)

FRUTT: Shadow counsel?

SHORE: The problem is I'm already scheduled

for a trial before Judge Okubo,

who will be anything but pleased.

Well, what do you want me to do?

SHORE: Try to get a continuance,

which won't be easy.

And then there's the client himself,

Mr. Tang Jingyu.

Tang Jing who?

Tara knows the case.

She'll go with you.

Just try and get it pushed till next week.

I'll really appreciate it.

Tang who?

(alarm buzzes)

Thank you.

Hello, Marshall.

I'm Alan Shore.

I'm representing myself.

That's what I told her.

I understand, but she asked me to be shadow counsel,

which basically means I see to it

that you screw yourself over a little less rather than more.

So, what's wrong with all these attorneys

you've been firing?

They keep asking me to plead out,

which I don't want to do.

Fair enough.

You're alleged to have shot and killed somebody.

Did you?

Yes.

In front of an eyewitness?

Yes.

This would explain why the lawyers

were suggesting a plea.

Look, Mister, uh--

Shore, but you can call me Michael.

You said your name was Alan.

SHORE: Excellent. You pay attention.

This will help.

Listen closely, Marshall,

after just a cursory view of the facts,

my guess is you'll be found guilty.

If you insist on representing yourself,

it's over.

Then I have to fire your ass, too.

It may shock you to learn I make for a better lawyer

than your average 19-year-old crackhead.

I could be wrong.

If you don't want to plead,

fine, don't,

but if you're going to go to trial,

use a trained professional.

Don't be a complete idiot.

It's beneath you.

JINGYU: What happened, Shore?

Mr. Shore got called in on an emergency matter.

We're gonna try to push your case until next week.

I don't anticipate that to be a problem, but, then--

I knew Shore not care.

That's not true, Mr. Tang.

Mr. Shore cares very much.

No one care.

People think big joke.

WILSON: Mr. Tang...

I know that you know that I care.

Shore think joke.

Look at me.

We will get the continuance,

and everything will be fine.

Are you kidding me?

This case is marked "No further continuances."

FRUTT: Your Honor, we are ready,

but Mr. Shore was suddenly called in on a homicide.

OKUBO: I do not care where Mr. Shore is.

I am angry about where Mr. Shore isn't.

This matter has been on my docket for five years.

I understand that, but--

OKUBO: Alan Shore

is the fourth attorney of record,

following Robert Donnell, Lindsay Dole,

and Rebecca Washington.

You now make number five.

I don't enjoy lawyers playing turf ball

in my court.

That's not going on, I assure you.

Judge Robbins ordered him to shadow-counsel on a--

OKUBO: Judge Robbins does not control my courtroom.

FRUTT: Your Honor, we're just stuck

in the middle here.

OKUBO: This is a two or three day trial, max,

and it's a stupid case to begin with.

Not stupid. Object!

Mr. Tang...

the court respects your right

to have your day in court,

so I'm giving it to you right now.

Your Honor-- OKUBO: You either say

"Ready for trial," or we dismiss this complaint.

Your choice.

Ready for trial.

What happened now?

There is no reason to panic.

Case not know.

I'm sorry?

You--case not know. Up creek!

Mr. Tang-- JINGYU: Case not know.

Male puppet!

Excuse me?

I think that he means "Malpractice."

His English isn't very good.

Wait five years.

WILSON: Mr. Tang,

I will be there every step.

I promise.

Excuse me one second, sir.

Tara, do you think you could possibly try this?

Me?

But I'm not even a member--

Third-year law students

with supervision can try--

WILSON: But that's criminal, not civil.

FRUTT: I will be doing it with you,

and the judge will sign off.

Tara, he's right.

With me, it's...

"up creek."

You know the medicals.

You've researched the law.

You seem to have a good connection

with the client.

But I have never tried a case before,

ever.

Everybody has a first time.

Look, you are up to speed here.

I am not.

Just get us through the day,

and then maybe Alan can take over.

The evidence will show that once the drug deal went bad,

the defendant drew a weapon,

a 38-caliber revolver,

and fired three shots

into the victim,

killing him.

You'll hear from an eyewitness

who saw Marshall Bagnelle commit this crime.

You'll hear from an expert in ballistics

who will tell you that the bullets

retrieved from the victim's body

match the gun found later in the defendant's possession.

And after all this evidence is presented,

it will be established beyond all reasonable doubt

that Marshall Bagnelle committed murder.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen,

Your Honor. Mr. Shore.

I was drafted for this trial,

much like all of you were summoned for jury duty.

And my reaction was,

"Damn it,

I have better things to do

than sit around in a courtroom all day."

Show of hands, how many of you felt burdened by--

Objection.

Counsel.

But then, I found out

it's a murder trial.

And part of me went,

"Oh, boy," inside, because murder trials,

they can be juicy.

How many of you went, "Oh, boy"?

Objection.

Mr. Shore.

SHORE: And the great thing

about this particular murder trial,

there's no real tragedy.

The victim was a drug dealer.

My client is a drug dealer.

One is dead,

another we can send to prison for life,

it's a win-win.

So let's sit back,

relax...

enjoy ourselves, shall we?

One lowlife down, one to go.

That concludes my opening statement.

How am I doing so far?

TAMARA: Mr. Shore.

Yes? I'm Tamara Bagnelle,

Marshall's mother.

Oh. Very nice to meet you.

Was that sexual?

My son is on trial for his life,

and your opening statement--

Ms. Bagnelle, I assure you I have a plan here.

Which is...

Okay, I lied.

I don't have a plan, but I'm forming one.

Nobody slaps me twice, Ms. Bagnelle,

at least not in the face.

FRUTT: I will make the evidentiary objections.

All you need to do is ask him what happened.

Don't lead,

just basically say, "What happened next?"

And let him tell his story. Okay.

FRUTT: And don't move around a lot, Tara.

Just plant your feet, stay still.

Why?

FRUTT: Because we want the jurors' eyes

to be on him as he testifies.

His story is basically our whole case.

You're moving around could be distracting.

Now, if he starts to get too hot,

which is a very likely possibility,

you may have to calm him down a little bit.

Have bad feeling.

Mr. Tang,

you just need to relax.

Tara will basically ask you what happened.

Just tell the jury in your own words.

And a few of ours might help.

What? Nothing.

Make fun I talk.

You do have an accent, Mr. Tang,

so please try and speak slowly.

If you need to ask a question twice,

don't be afraid to.

You can do this.

I'm ready.

They got into an argument over the price.

The price of the cocaine?

MILLS: Yes. I mean, I really wasn't paying attention.

I was watching television

and the next thing I know,

he's got a gun.

The defendant?

MILLS: Yes.

He pulls out this gun and he's screaming

and I think,

"Okay, now it's a robbery,"

you know, that he's just gonna steal the stuff outright.

TOOMEY: What did you do here?

I basically just started screaming, you know, that,

"He's got a gun,"

and that's when Brian went for his gun

and that's when it happened.

He shot him three times.

He just killed Brian right there.

TOOMEY: Now Andrea, and this is important,

when did Brian get his gun in relation to when--

I just said that Brian got his gun

after that man pulled a gun out on him.

And before Brian could even get his gun,

he just started shooting.

It's a miracle he didn't kill me, too.

And then he just took the stuff and left.

Thank you, Andrea.

Drugs are a horrible thing, Andrea, wouldn't you agree?

Yes.

Did you ever use them?

I wasn't using that night, if that's what you're going for.

My capacity for observation was perfect.

That's a legal term.

Are you a lawyer, Andrea?

No.

Huh.

Have you by any chance spoken to a lawyer

before testifying, say...

a district attorney? Objection.

I'm merely trying to establish

that you put words in her mouth.

Objection. Sustained.

Andrea, there were drugs on the premises that night,

weren't there? Obviously.

SHORE: And since you were there on the premises,

what were you watching, by the way?

Joe Millionaire.

Ah, figures.

And since you were present with these drugs,

you were exposed to criminal charges as well,

weren't you?

Might have been nice to have something

to offer the police, I bet something like say...

testimony.

I'm telling it like it happened.

SHORE: What was your relationship with Brian

the drug dealer?

He was my boyfriend. SHORE: Your boyfriend?

Brian the drug dealer was your boyfriend?

Yes.

Well, you didn't establish that.

That might make you biased.

I'm telling the truth.

You said that you weren't using that night.

You do use though, don't you, Andrea?

Recreationally, occasionally.

Ever get arrested?

Once. For using or dealing?

Dealing.

Oh, so you're a drug dealer too.

Oh, well, tell me, with Brian dead,

do you pick up his business?

TOOMEY: Objection!

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

My client wants to know.

He needs a new connection.

ROBBINS: Mr. Shore,

will you step up here, please?

Is this the way you defend your client?

It is, Your Honor.

Pull over.

Get gas.

Need pee.

You needed to pee?

Yes, long drive, need pee.

WILSON: Okay, so, can you tell us what happened next?

Bathroom painted.

Man say, "Be careful."

Flesh paint on wall,

advise not go in.

But you did?

Objection, leading.

Can you tell us what happened next, sir?

Need pee bad.

Go in anyway.

WILSON: And then what happened?

Sit on toilet,

do business,

then decide have cigarette.

Long drive.

Need relax.

Go lift off! Explode!

What happened to you, sir?

Knocked unconscious.

Bottom buttocks--

bottom burned red, raw.

Raw skinned bottom, burned red raw.

Were you taken to hospital?

JINGYU: Yes, hospital.

Bottom burned red raw.

WILSON: You must have been--

you must have been terrified, sir.

JINGYU: Not funny!

Blow off toilet bowl!

Not funny!

I am so, so sorry.

I think that I was just so anxious to begin with,

that plus, his accent,

and the nature of the accident, I just--

FRUTT: The jury now thinks it's a big joke, Tara.

This man had third-degree burns.

He has waited five years to get into court,

and his own lawyer has likely caused the jury

to completely trivialize this matter.

Ellenor, you know that I never intended--

Mr. Tang...

I am so, so sorry.

I deeply apologize.

You're trying to get me convicted.

I promise you, I'm not.

You said I need a new connection?

What's up with that?

Calm down, Marshall.

I was merely trying to demonstrate

to the jury that I don't like you.

You see, they don't like you.

You shot somebody three times.

They naturally consider you despicable,

so by showing them I find you despicable,

it makes me more relatable to them.

It gives me some credibility,

so when I say, at the end of all this,

"Find him not guilty,"

I might have a chance of convincing them.

I'm a human being, Mr. Shore.

No, you're not.

You're a drug addict.

You'll testify next,

then I'll call character witnesses.

You just need to do as I tell you, Marshall,

nothing more.

And tell your mother to stop hitting me.

MARSHALL: She was right about us arguing over the price.

He wanted way too much,

one and a half of the street value.

So you shot him?

We got into a yelling match.

We both got a little hot.

So you shot him?

I didn't just shoot him.

SHORE: Well, tell us what happened, sir,

but if you don't mind,

just fast-forward to the good part.

I just said, "That's it."

I wanted to call the whole deal off.

That's when he pulled back his jacket

to show that he was packing.

SHORE: Packing?

For those of us who don't carry a firearm,

"packing" means, "he had a gun."

Yeah.

SHORE: And, at some point,

did you show him that you were packing?

Yes.

I pulled out my gun to show him that, you know,

I wasn't intimidated.

And I saw his eyes flash, and he pulled his gun,

and it wasn't just to show me he had it.

Now, he drew,

so I pointed my gun at him,

and yelled, "Don't!"

but his gun is in his hand,

about to--pointed at me, about to shoot me.

So I figured, you know,

either I shoot or I'm dead,

so I shot.

I fired three times real quick and he went down.

He drew his gun.

MARSHALL: Yes.

If I hadn't fired, I'd be dead.

SHORE: Did you know that Brian the drug dealer

was suspected of murdering somebody before?

TOOMEY: Objection--the victim had never been charged

in any homicide before, and counsel is well--

SHORE: Rephrase.

Did you know that Brian the drug dealer

had never actually been charged

with shooting a woman twice in the head, blowing--

TOOMEY: Objection.

The victim was briefly investigated

in a drug-related killing,

and that is all.

He never became the actual suspect,

and I object to this blatant distortion

of the facts.

Can't we all just get along?

ROBBINS: Mr. Shore.

What, if anything, did you know about Brian the drug dealer?

I have to ask it like that,

but please, get in what I want you to get in there.

TOOMEY: Objection!

Mr. Shore.

There was a rumor that he had capped a girl

during a drug buy.

I know that. SHORE: Thank you.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

(clears throat)

How many times have you been arrested, Mr. Bagnelle?

Five or six.

TOOMEY: Actually, it's seven.

You brought a concealed weapon to this drug transaction?

Yes, because sometimes stuff goes down like it has now.

I need to protect myself.

TOOMEY: Oh, you need to protect yourself?

SHORE: Objection. There's no call for sarcasm, Your Honor.

Sustained.

TOOMEY: You didn't report this shooting, did you, sir?

You fled the scene.

I figured his girlfriend would report it.

TOOMEY: But if you were innocent,

if it truly were self-defense,

why run away?

It was a drug deal.

TOOMEY: Yes, a drug deal

where there was a dispute over price.

Now, you had argued with the victim before

over price, hadn't you, sir?

He was a gouger.

But this time, you'd had enough.

You went carrying a gun.

You shot him three times-- MARSHALL: In self-defense.

Objection. TOOMEY: Did he ever fire at you?

No, but what am I suppose-- TOOMEY: And you didn't wait,

did you, sir? I would have been dead.

SHORE: So many questions.

May I ask a question?

I forgot one.

You were advised, were you not, sir,

not to go into the bathroom?

Not advised on explode.

Advised on paint.

You can read English, Mr. Tang?

Yes.

Did you see the signs that said

"No smoking"?

No.

You didn't see any

of the posted signs?

No.

Is that a truthful response, sir?

Yes, true.

Why not object? Badger.

LAWYER: I'm not trying to badger you, sir.

Did it not occur to you

smoking a cigarette,

lighting a match at a gas station,

that this could be dangerous?

People smoke in bathroom all time.

They do?

Yes, place to relax,

go pee,

loose pants, smoke.

LAWYER: But you knew, sir, that this bathroom

had just been painted,

that there could be fumes inside.

Not expect boom like that.

Bottom burned red raw.

Explode anus!

LAWYER: You don't accept any blame for this?

JINGYU: Badger--why not object? Male puppet.

Look, she laugh--make joke.

Male puppets!

Male puppets!

(speaking foreign language)

OKUBO: Mr. Tang! (speaks foreign language)

Mr. Tang! Not fair! Not fair!

Mr. Tang-- Not care.

What happen now?

Well, we go to closing arguments.

Defense not put case?

The defense rested,

evidently, believing that we didn't make our case.

Sometimes, that's employed as a strategy.

This must be very difficult for you, ma'am,

your son on trial for murder.

It is.

I'm sure you must feel, as many of us do,

it's all your fault.

You were never home.

I had to work.

SHORE: He never knew his father.

You have to be somewhat to blame for that.

How about his probation officer,

ever meet with him? No.

SHORE: Ever try to get your son into any kind

of drug rehab program?

TAMARA: We didn't have money for that.

I tried to do all I could.

Move to strike.

Counsel.

SHORE: I note he got thrown out of school

his sophomore year.

Why?

Drugs.

SHORE: Did his principal come by to explain?

TAMARA: No, it was zero tolerance.

He just got expelled.

He sounds like an awful child.

Just between us,

glad to be rid of him?

That's quite a look you're giving me.

Tell me,

have you ever shot anybody?

SHORE: Thank you. MAN: Uh-hmm.

I thought that went well.

What are your thoughts?

(grunting)

SHORE: I need help. (grunting)

MARSHALL: Get off me!

MAN: Take it easy.

Get off me! MAN: Easy.

Don't get off him.

Marshall, I won't stay in the room with you

if you're gonna beat me up.

Can we have a conversation without you beating me up?

Yes.

I need you to promise.

I promise.

Let him up.

Are you sure?

My clients hit me all the time.

Let him up. Let's go.

SHORE: Thank you. Please, go.

It's all right.

Marshall, at the very beginning of this,

I asked you to trust me, did I not?

No!

I didn't?

I meant to. I'm sorry.

You're supposed to be my lawyer.

You're supposed to do everything you can.

You're supposed to care!

I am your lawyer.

Trust that.

(siren wailing)

In open court?

It's not funny, Jamie.

Look,

these things,

sometimes, they happen.

It happened twice.

Jamie,

could you excuse us, please?

I want you to close.

Excuse me? Good or bad,

you have the relationship with the jury here.

It would throw them if I suddenly got up.

Do you think you're capable of standing up

and behaving like a professional?

Yes.

Thank you.

I'm not doing this for you.

I just believe it's best for the client

if you dig yourself out of your own hole.

(music playing)

Don't want her close.

Male puppet.

FRUTT: Mr. Tang,

the jury might be confused

if I got up.

She think case funny.

Up creek.

No ping-pong.

I think he means "paddle."

OKUBO: Ms. Wilson,

are you ready?

Male puppet.

When I began law school,

I was convinced that American juries

would be negatively predisposed

against my British accent,

so I learned to speak American,

the thinking being

that the better the jurors related to me,

the better my chances of persuasion.

And let's face it.

Americans are pretty arrogant

about the English language.

They expect the rest of the world

not only to learn it,

but to speak it the way they do.

Tang Jingyu doesn't speak English very well.

He even sounds a little funny.

Combine his accent

with the fact that he got blown off a toilet.

I laughed.

Maybe some of you did, as well.

But what's not so damn funny

is that this man was hurt.

He suffered third-degree burns.

He is scarred for life.

Is he partly to blame?

Absolutely, he should not have been smoking.

But the question is

"Who is to blame more?"

Is it foreseeable that people smoke in lavatories?

Of course it is.

People smoke in bathrooms

in high schools,

on airplanes,

in gas stations.

And knowing that this sometimes goes on,

you do not put flammables

in a toilet bowl.

To do so,

that is negligence.

And as amusing as it all may be,

as a result of this negligence,

an innocent man was injured.

He waited five years to get to trial,

only to be laughed at by his own lawyer.

This man suffered real pain,

and he deserves better.

He knew the room had just been painted.

He was told not to go in.

The "No smoking" signs were posted.

The room had fumes and still,

he lights a match.

He caused this.

He blew up my client's bathroom

and he's suing.

Come on.

That may not technically be a legal argument

but let me say it again,

this was his negligence, not ours,

and you know that.

The question is a simple one really,

is it foreseeable

that someone might light a match

and drop it in a toilet bowl?

If no, find for the defendant.

If yes, find for the plaintiff.

(elevator bell dings)

I don't know whether you saved yourself,

but that was a good closing, Tara.

It was simple and persuasive.

You did a very good job.

Thank you.

Can we talk?

You heard Andrea Mills' testimony.

There was a dispute over price.

The defendant pulled his gun

and he fired.

You can't claim self-defense, ladies and gentlemen,

if you cause somebody

to reach for a gun

only so you can then blast him,

that's ridiculous.

Now, to be honest,

I don't know what the hell defense counsel is up to

in this trial.

I suspect all that nonsense was motivated

by the fact that Mr. Shore

knew he had no case.

The defendant pulled a gun

in front of an eyewitness

and shot somebody.

What could his lawyer

really say or do?

So Mr. Shore tried to deflect attention

onto himself,

but this isn't about a lawyer's antics.

We're not in this room

to enjoy defense counsel's sideshow.

We are here because his client

committed a murder.

A man is dead.

At the beginning,

you heard me mention

that I was assigned this case.

We have this pro bono program

because somebody has to be here for the guy.

See, that's where our judicial system

actually exceeds real life.

In here,

somebody's got to be there for the guy.

In life,

Marshall Bagnelle never met his father.

His mother worked full-time,

leaving him home alone all day.

He got involved early in drugs.

There was nobody there

to get him in treatment.

His parents, his teachers,

school principals, probation officers,

people vested with the responsibility

of caring for him a little,

they didn't.

And he became a drug addict.

Now, I'm not gonna stand here

and ask you to care for him.

God forbid.

But what I will ask

is for you to recognize

that life hasn't been very fair

to Marshall Bagnelle.

The irony is,

by pulling that trigger three times,

he gets thrown into a system

that's required to treat him fairly.

He gets a right

to a fair trial,

and if you afford him that right,

he must necessarily

be found not guilty.

The supposed eyewitness

admitted she was watching television,

her own words.

She wasn't looking

at the men

at the time

my client drew his weapon.

She told you that.

She did not see.

Now, what she did see

supports precisely

what Marshall told you.

The victim was going for his gun.

At that point,

my client could only shoot

or be shot,

that's self-defense.

That's classic self-defense.

And think about it,

if Marshall Bagnelle wasn't acting in self-defense,

why did he not shoot Andrea Mills?

Why did he leave behind

this eyewitness?

Perhaps because

she wasn't about

to shoot him.

Of course, you could choose to ignore all this,

simply because you don't care,

not only about Marshall Bagnelle,

but also about the law

you swore to uphold,

swore to because what we do pretend to care about

is the integrity of this system.

We do believe in that cherished notion

of the fair trial.

We're fiercely loyal

to the ideal that a prosecution

must satisfy its burden of proof.

They haven't done that here.

As dearly as we'd all love

to send Mr. Bagnelle to prison,

we cannot know for a fact

that the victim,

a drug dealer,

rumored to have killed somebody before,

didn't draw his gun

to shoot first.

We cannot know

beyond all reasonable doubt

that Marshall Bagnelle

didn't fear for his life.

And if he did reasonably

fear for his life.

If you believe it's possible

that he feared for his life

you must find him not guilty.

Unless, of course,

you don't care.

Sixty-three thousand?

We could get more

but we could get nothing.

I think it's a decent offer.

Clearly, you were hurt

but just as clearly

there was contributory negligence.

What think?

I think we should take it.

What think?

I believe that we should accept,

as well.

Okay.

FRUTT: Okay.

I'm going to accept, then.

Okay.

FRUTT: This is a good result, Mr. Tang.

Okay.

Thank you for closing.

Good closing.

(music playing)

Mr. Tang,

I owe you a sincere...

apology.

Give already.

Thank you.

Appreciate closing.

People laugh at me always.

One reason I angry.

Apologize for anger.

You don't need to apologize for anything.

Not male puppet.

Thank you.

TAMARA: How long do they usually take?

SHORE: There's really no telling.

The judge will probably keep us here until 6:00.

Look, I'm sorry I jumped you.

I see now you, uh,

kind of had a strategy.

Why didn't you just tell us what it was?

Takes the fun out of it.

I suppose I should thank you and all.

Well, I'd prefer money.

You're a big fraud, you know that?

You do care about my son.

You're not fooling me.

Jury's back.

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What does it mean that it's so fast?

It's usually a good sign when you win,

but a bad one when you lose.

We'll know in a second, Marshall.

Hang in there.

Members of the jury,

have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

ROBBINS: The defendant will please rise.

What say you?

In the matter of the Commonwealth

vs. Marshall Bagnelle,

on the charge of murder in the first degree,

we find the defendant,

Marshall Bagnelle,

not guilty.

In the matter of the Commonwealth

vs. Marshall Bagnelle,

on the charge of murder in the second degree,

we find the defendant,

Marshall Bagnelle,

guilty.

ROBBINS: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

you are dismissed

with the thanks of this court.

Security, take the defendant into custody.

We are adjourned.

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We'll explore grounds for appeal, Marshall.

Marshall, look at me.

There's still some things we can do.

We'll explore all grounds for appeal.

Marshall, I'll let you know, okay?

Marshall,

I'll come visit you tomorrow.

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WOMAN: You stinker!

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