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Tunnel vision. That's our story.

Target wasn't Lara Elliott.

It was her boyfriend who was killed by
another jealous husband, Anton Shavar.

Dangerous man,
the cops never looked into him.

You should look into this one.
Carol Dubois.

The insurance lady.

Alibi or no alibi,
there is something off about her.

The guy you went to see
was your client?

Yeah. Jesús Menendez.
He's doing 15 years for murder.

You asked me what my trigger was.

When he got sentenced, I just shut down.

Pills helped me do it.

Mr. Soto is charged
with human trafficking and slave labor.

I want to get away from him.
I want a new start for my daughter.

That missing money of Jerry's...

What if the money was for a bribe?

How'd you bribe a juror
months before there's even a jury panel?

You planted somebody.

I'm an engineer
at Lockheed Martin.

I'm single and I live in Palos Verdes.

It's juror number seven, isn't it?

- All I know is he's paid for.
- I thought you had investors.

I had a roommate in college
named Pavel Kosevich. I know.

His father's name is Sergei Kosevich.

This is not a man you fuck with, Mickey.

That's why they're following me.
That's why my car is bugged.

They need
my company's acquisition to go through.

If I get convicted, that doesn't happen.

They'll tie up every loose end
they have to. Do you understand?

That means you, that means your family.

Jesus.

Well, nobody answered the front door.
So figured you were out here.

What can't you tell me over the phone?

I need something.
It has to stay between us. All right?

Get caught, they'll take your
license away and that's just to start.

Who do you need me to kill?

No, I...

No, Cisco, I want you to find out
everything you can

about juror number seven.

Well, that's not just dicey for me.
I mean, jury's anonymous.

If they catch me doing this,
you could get disbarred.

Well, don't let them catch you then.

I'm out of options, Cisco.

An old pile of dog shit
doesn't smell unless you step in it.

And you didn't commit a crime, Mick.

And how the hell could Jerry Vincent bribe
a juror before they even have a jury pool?

I don't know. But he did. And Trevor knew.

Well, then it's privileged.

I mean, even if I find something,
aren't you prohibited from reporting it?

Yes. Unless I know about a crime
that's about to be committed.

Then I have to report it.

The bribe's already been paid.

Not bribery. Jury tampering.

That only occurs
when the jury actually deliberates.

If Jerry had gotten his continuance,

it would be
a completely different jury pool.

Is that why they whacked him?

I'm telling you that's why I need to know
exactly what I'm dealing with.

That's why I need to know
about juror number seven and this guy.

Attorney-client privilege.

Whatever you tell
your lawyer is confidential

but everything has limits.

If you tell me about a crime
you committed, I can't do anything.

But if you tell me about
a crime you're going to commit

and you're using
my services to pull it off,

then I'm required
to do something about it.

Makes sense in theory,
but don't you have a duty to yourself?

What do you do
when reporting it might get you killed?

- This is Haller.
- Had any epiphanies about that bribe?

- Well, I just...
- Haller.

Just...

Listen, um... I think we're just
chasing our tails with this one.

- My investigator dug into it.
- The biker with the beard?

- Maybe Jerry bought a boat after all.
- There's no fucking boat.

You holding something back from me?

It occurred to me, if there is a bribe
in the Elliott case, it might benefit you.

You know what, Griggs?

I'm gonna pretend
I didn't hear that. Gotta go.

Shit.

Is something going on?

Let's go. First day of trial.
I wanna beat the traffic.

Um...

Car's not starting.

Did you notice anything
wrong with it yesterday?

No.

- No.
- Shit. Damn it.

Let's take your car
and you can pick up the other Lincoln

after you drop me off. All right?
Come on. Let's go.

- What just happened?
- I'll explain later. Come on. Gotta hurry.

Superior Court of the state
of California is now in session.

County of Los Angeles. LA-213497.

The People of California
vs. Trevor Elliott,

the honorable
Judge James P. Stanton presiding.

Please come to order.

Mr. Golantz, opening statement.

Members of the jury, good morning.

I'm Jeffrey Golantz.
I'm a deputy district attorney.

And we're all here today
to serve one objective. Justice.

You're here to serve justice
by answering a simple question.

Did the defendant, Trevor Elliott,
murder his wife and her lover?

I'm here to provide you with that answer.

Which is unequivocally, yes.

Over the next few days,

we'll show Mr. Elliott had both motive
and opportunity to commit this crime

and we will present you with ample
evidence proving that he did so.

We'll listen to the 911 call.
Hear from the deputies on the scene.

Consider the defendant's every action.

And by the end, I am confident that you
will come to the inescapable conclusion,

that Trevor Elliott fired the gun

that killed
both Lara Elliott and Jan Rilz.

Let's start with a little background.

Just who is Trevor Elliott, anyway? Well...

Opening statements are special.

Your chance to bond with the jury
right out of the gate.

But go on for too long, you'll lose them.

Mr. Elliott's company

produced one of the best-selling
video games of all time.

You will learn that he is a man
of unchecked power and wealth,

unwilling to part with what
he considered to be his and only his.

- And you'll also learn...
- That's not my style.

I'm interested in quick jabs.

Land your points,
plant some seeds, raise a few doubts.

But always leave them wanting more.

We will show you
the exact moment Mr. Elliott realized

that his wife and her lover were together.

The anger
and the humiliation that led him to...

The other thing
about openings and closings,

it's the only time
you can use a proving ground.

- The what now?
- The space right in front of the jury box.

The one spot where you can
address the jury face-to-face.

Where the Mickey Haller
charm comes in handy.

If they like me, they like my case.

I'm all out of time here, folks.
But common sense will guide you.

Now the defense will try to
sidetrack you with roadblocks to justice,

but keep your eyes on the prize.

You just remember, two people
had their lives stolen from them.

We're here for them.

Thank you.

Mr. Haller?

Well, Your Honor, that was...
That was quite an address.

I wonder if we shouldn't give the jury
a few minutes to stretch their legs.

- Just make your opening, Mr. Haller.
- Of course, Your Honor.

Ladies and gentlemen, good morning.
My name is Mickey Haller.

I'm a defense attorney.
This is my client, Trevor Elliott.

I know you've heard some things about him.

But I ask only, please keep an open mind
until you've heard everything.

I'm gonna be brief today because what
I really want is to get to this evidence

Mr. Golantz keeps promising.
For instance, the gun.

Now, I counted six times
he used the word gun in his speech.

Six times he told you

Mr. Elliott used a gun to murder
his wife and an innocent bystander.

What he didn't tell you six times
is the prosecution has no gun

and no way to connect Mr. Elliott to a gun

because Mr. Elliott
has never used or had one.

You see, none of this
matters to the police

because for them it's clear
that once the focus of the investigation

turned to Mr. Elliott, that was it.
They didn't see anything else.

And they never looked into
other potential suspects or evidence.

They didn't care about that.

They had their suspect.

And they never looked back.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this case is about tunnel vision.

The focus on one suspect and the complete
lack of focus on anything else.

I promise, once you get out of the other
side of the prosecution's tunnel,

you will be squinting at the sunlight,
wondering where their case is.

Thank you very much.

Ah.

- Carol, was it?
- Tell me something.

- How do you sleep at night?
- Excuse me?

You lawyers are all alike.
You use people to get what you need.

Well, I'm going to
be here until the end

to enjoy watching the jury
convict your client.

He's a monster.

He killed my friend.

I'm actually not a lawyer.

I'm just gonna go.

Soto's girlfriend.
You think she'll come through?

Yeah. She's a survivor.

Tanya plays dumb,
but she keeps her eyes open.

She sees everything. I just hope
your ex didn't screw up our deal.

He protected his client.
Which means she's ready to go after Soto.

Good. So am I.

How's my favorite cop?

That's a short list.

Janelle signed off, with help
from the Victim's Compensation Fund.

Relocation and support for an entire year.
You drove a hard bargain.

That's why
you wanted me, right? Where's Hayley?

Where she always is. Don't take it
personally, she speaks teenager now.

Well, thanks for bringing her.
Thanks for bringing yourself, too.

I'm happy to see you back on your feet.

Ah, speaking of Tanya,
I need to see her later.

- I gotta find a ride for Hayley to go to...
- I could take Hayley. If that would help.

Sure, if it's not too much trouble.

It's no trouble. And I, uh...
I kinda wanna get out of here.

Maggie, if you're working late,
Lorna can bring her by my place later.

- It's okay. You're buried, too. So...
- She can do her homework while I prep.

Okay. We'll see how it goes.

Um, thanks, Lorna.
I'll just... I'll tell her.

Now, at this point, Mr. Elliott
had already led you through the house?

Yes, my partner and I
asked him to retrace his steps for us.

Deputy Murray, did you notice anything
unusual about Mr. Elliott's demeanor

as he led you through the house?

Objection. Calls for speculation.

Overruled. It's the officer's
observations. He can speak.

Well, the whole time we were there,
Mr. Elliott showed no emotion at all.

Not when he stepped over
the boyfriend's body.

Nor when he pointed out his wife's body.

When he pointed her out, what did he say?

He just said, "That's my wife.
I'm pretty sure she's dead."

And did the defendant volunteer
any opinion or information

as to who might have done this?

No, only that he didn't do it.

I'm sorry. What was that?

Uh, on three separate occasions,
Mr. Elliott spontaneously stated

that he did not kill anyone.

So, without any emotion, he walks you
through his wife's murder scene,

and then completely unprompted,
he insisted he didn't do it.

Yes, three times.

Thank you, Deputy. Nothing further.

Cross examination?

May I?

Deputy Murray,

now, at the time of this incident,
you were a rookie. Is that correct?

That is correct.

Don't be nervous.

Despite what Mr. Golantz
may have told you, I don't bite.

How long have you been on the force?

Last week
was my one-year anniversary on patrol.

Congratulations.

So, Deputy, at this point in the day,
how long had you been on the scene?

I would say, two minutes.

But my body cam
would corroborate the exact time.

Two minutes
and your partner has his gun drawn.

Did he draw it as soon as you arrived?

I don't recall.
I was focused on the defendant.

Was Mr. Elliott
under arrest at this point?

No, he was not.

Why are you handcuffing him?

He had voluntarily
agreed to be handcuffed.

We had a potentially volatile situation

and I explained it would be best
for his safety and ours

if we could handcuff him
until we secured the premises.

That was
a very well-rehearsed answer.

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

Jury will disregard that last remark.

Was Mr. Elliott aware
that he was not under arrest?

Yes. We told him.

Yet his hands
are being cuffed behind, not in front.

We are not allowed to handcuff a sus...

A subject in the front.

A subject. What does that mean?

A subject is anyone
involved in a murder investigation.

- Someone who's arrested?
- Including that, yes.

But again,
Mr. Elliott was not under arrest.

Right. Deputy, at what point
did your partner put his weapon away?

After we searched
and secured the premises.

You mean, after Mr. Elliott walked you
through the entire crime scene?

Correct.

A man is being led through his own house
in handcuffs by two police officers,

one of whom has his gun drawn,

and you're saying it's odd this man would
feel the need to declare his innocence?

- I... I guess it seemed odd, yes.
- You guess?

Deputy, after securing the house,

did you take
the handcuffs off Mr. Elliott?

No. We placed him
in the back of the vehicle.

It's against procedure to place a subject
in the vehicle without handcuffs.

That's that word again. "Subject."

All right, Deputy, so, if he wanted to,

could he have opened the door
and gotten out?

No, the doors have security locks.

Okay, so, he was secured
in the back of a police car

with his hands cuffed behind his back.

That's right.

But he was not under arrest?

No, he was not.

One more thing,

you said when Mr. Elliott
walked you through the house,

he showed no emotion.

That's right.

Are you a trained psychologist, Deputy?

- Objection. Argumentative.
- Sustained.

Rephrase the question.

Deputy, do you believe there's
a correct emotional response to trauma?

I would think that if someone
stumbled upon their wife's body

after she'd been murdered,
they would at least react.

React. How exactly?

- Cry, maybe?
- Is one tear enough?

What if somebody cries for, like,
five minutes and then laughs?

Objection. Argumentative.

Sustained. Counsel, move it along.

Deputy, can you tell us why
you found my client's behavior unusual?

Based on my experience,
I'd never seen anything like it.

Oh. Of course, of course. Your experience.

And on this day,
how long had you been on the job?

Almost seven months.

Were you even
through your probationary period?

No, I was not.

But you're sure he was not under arrest?

I'm sure.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Hey. Excellent job.

We've given our juror
something to work with.

Deputy Murray,
how long prior to your arrival

did the videographer
arrive at the murder scene?

I'm not positive,

but there's at least three minutes
of footage there before we arrived.

Now, when you arrived,
did Mr. Elliott seem worried or panicked?

No, he was very calm.

What was he doing?

I can't say for certain, but it looked
like he was scrolling through his email.

For all he knows,

my client was looking for news
about a killer on the loose.

Sustained. The jury will not consider
that last response as evidence.

Nothing further.

How do you think I'm doing?

Eh.

That advantage you used to have.

The automatic assumption
that cops are honest and trustworthy?

Not so much these days.

Yeah. If you had a different client,
I might agree.

Nobody likes a rich, white douchebag.

I'm glad you weren't
Trevor's lawyer from the start.

You would have been smart enough
not to put that video in discovery.

Have a nice day.

- Your name?
- Tanya Cruz.

I'll be right back.

I thought you were coming alone.

He changed his mind last minute.
Does he know about us?

No, he doesn't. And we'll be quick.

Tanya, my detective
is recording this for clarity

because I can't act as a witness.

We've agreed to the terms of your deal.
So, now it's your turn.

Tell us what you know
about Soto's involvement

in the murder of David Loresca
or any other crimes.

Tanya?

I had a friend
from Cebu City, like myself.

She worked at one of his nursing homes.

About two years ago,

she went to an immigration lawyer
to ask about her rights.

He wanted her to speak to the authorities.

So... she asked
if I thought it was a good idea.

- She asked some other people, too.
- And Soto found out?

I expected him to be furious,
but he just told her not to do it again.

That night I drove him to a flower shop.

I waited in the car
for 30 minutes. I was worried.

Then he came out
with some flowers for me and we went home.

But the next day...

my friend was gone.
He said he put her on a flight home.

No one asked questions,
but I knew she was dead.

I was just too scared to tell anybody.

You're telling me now.

Yes, I have an opening
on Thursday at 11:30.

Tanya, did Soto say or do anything
to confirm he had your friend killed?

I should go now.

Is there a paper trail,
text messages, anything?

No.

But the night
before your witness was killed,

I drove him to the same flower shop.

Where is this place?

You okay in there?

If you're going to interrogate me about
everything that happens to my body,

you can stay home.

Did you get all that?

How much do you wanna bet
Rover never made it to that farm?

Nice. Keep passing.

Yes. Good.

There we go. You got it.
You got it.

Nice save, Haller.

Hayley! Misha. Break it up.

Hey! Get off me!

Stop it! Stop. Now. Whoa!

Stop. Hayley, go over there.

You, stay right there.

Now, breathe.
Hayley, apologize to... Marsha, is it?

- It's Misha.
- I don't care.

- Sorry.
- Great.

Now, it's your turn.

I'm sorry, too.

Great! Now, go. Play soccer.

I'm sorry. Who are you?

I'm Hayley's ex-stepmother, that's who.

Let's get back to it.
Come on, Hayley. Get it together.

So, Detective Kinder,
could you tell us

about your first interview
with Mr. Elliott?

Yes, that was after we got to the station.

He agreed to be cooperative.
So I began to question him.

Would you say he was forthcoming with you?

He answered all my questions.
But there were some omissions.

Such as?

He first stated that he didn't go

anywhere in the house
aside from his bedroom,

where he found his wife and Mr. Rilz.

We later learned
he first checked the garage

and found his wife's car.
He knew she was there.

And were there other omissions?

Yes. Mr. Elliott had told the deputies
that he called 911

immediately after stumbling
onto the crime scene.

When I factored in the time he left
his office, the timeline seemed off.

So, I confronted him about it
and he admitted to having waited

approximately five minutes
before calling 911.

It's bad enough when a witness
is killing you, but even worse,

when the prosecutor
uses them to run out the clock,

because that witness who's killing you

is the last thing the jury hears that day.

- So, what can you do?
- Change the conversation.

So, Detective Kinder, what, to you,

was the significance
of Mr. Elliott's omissions?

Objection. Calls for speculation.

I'll allow it.

To me, it was indicative
of deception by Mr. Elliott.

I've been doing this
a lot longer than seven months.

Thank you, Detective. Nothing further.

Very well.
The jury will remember their admonition.

- This court is recessed.
- Cross examination, Your Honor?

At 4:27?

It's just that Detective Kinder
is a very busy man.

I have two brief questions.
I would hate to bring him back tomorrow.

- Keep it brief.
- Thank you, Your Honor.

Detective Kinder,
at what point in the investigation

did you determine that the primary target
of this double homicide

wasn't Lara Elliott, but Jan Rilz?

At no point did I consider Jan Rilz
to be the primary target.

Wait, so you never questioned Anton Shavar

about his violent encounters
with Jan Rilz?

Or the restraining order
filed against him?

Objection, Your Honor.
Relevance. Where is this going?

- Your Honor, may we approach?
- Now.

Now, Your Honor.
Anton Shavar is the husband

of another one of Jan Rilz's
private yoga clients.

Now, there is evidence as to Mr. Shavar's
threatening encounters with Mr. Rilz.

This is an obvious attempt to backdoor in
a third party culpability defense.

He's trying to confuse the jury.

This is an attempt to get to the truth
about who killed these two people.

Now, the witness said
he hadn't even considered the possibility

that Mrs. Elliott wasn't the target.

Just two brief questions?

I only have one follow-up, Judge.

Objection overruled.
The witness may answer the question.

May I ask for a read back, please?

"So, you never questioned Anton Shavar
about his violent encounters with Jan Rilz

or the restraining order
filed against him?"

No.

Did you question any of Rilz's
other private clients

or their husbands,
their boyfriends about the murders?

No.

No further questions.

But we reserve the right
to recall the witness at a later date.

Very well. The witness is excused.

And if there's nothing else...

The jury will remember their admonition.

This court is now recessed.

Your father is worried sick about you.

- Ever since...
- Yeah, I know.

Their concern is annoying at this point.

Well, they're your parents, Hayley.

It's none of my business,
but don't they have a point?

What happened today is nothing like you.

That fight was not about my parents.

Not about how I feel about them, anyway.

Then what was it about?

- Trevor Elliott.
- What?

The girls at school think that because
my dad is representing a monster,

he must be a monster.
And, you know, I try to just shut it out.

But today, Misha said, quote,

"Your dad is single-handedly
upholding the patriarchy

and enabling abuse."
So, I took a swing at her.

Hayley!

You're lucky he doesn't
have to represent you after that.

Yeah, I know. I just... There's no
discussion with the woke police.

My dad is not a bad person.

But it's hard
when he represents bad people.

Look, here's the thing, who's to say
who the bad people are. Right?

They're still people.
That's what the whole system is about.

Everyone in that courtroom
is an entire world to someone else.

Your mom's witness, he had a family,

and your mom won't rest
until she catches who killed him.

- Makes her a hero in my book.
- You think my mom is a hero?

- Yes, I do. And so does your father.
- Yeah.

And on the other side,

everyone your father represents
is a person, too. Even Trevor Elliott.

Your friends just see a rich guy
charged with killing his wife. I get it.

But it's just day one of the trial,
and they've already judged him guilty.

Yeah, and I wouldn't say
they're my friends.

People are wrongly accused
and overcharged all the time.

And your dad just wants
to make sure that one innocent person

doesn't get thrown out with the bathwater.

Even if he has to wade through
1,000 guilty people to find them.

So he's a hero, too.
No matter what that dumbass, Misha, says.

So, why aren't you a lawyer?

You make more sense
than both of my parents.

I mean, come on.

Hey, babe. Kind of in the middle
of something right now.

I'm gonna do it.
I'm going back to law school.

- That's fantastic.
- People out there are in need, Cisco.

- I think I can help them.
- Absolutely.

You, uh, gonna level with Mickey about it?

Yeah.

Well, if you need
a good investigator, I know a guy.

- What're you doing in there?
- Gotta go.

- I'm calling the cops.
- No, there's no need for that.

My girlfriend and I had a fight
and she threw out my, uh...

childhood bong.

- What?
- You know, the...

Have you seen it?

Just get out of here. Now.

Tags on both sides,
shop is clean.

What does it tell you?

- They're paying taxes to the gang.
- Yeah?

Or they're part of it.

You know, I gotta ask.

The scumbags we put away,

what the hell did you ever
talk about over dinner

with a guy who defends them?

It's not as simple as that.

That said, there are reasons he's my ex.

What about you? Why'd you call it quits?

Shit. I don't know.

Every night was like,

"Do I sit in traffic for 80 minutes
to hear about my wife's students?"

And then, I try to tell her about my day?

And it's like she's speaking French.
I'm speaking Estonian.

This freaking job.

Other people
have no idea what it does to you.

Speaking of your ex,
I got a visit from Ray Griggs about him.

- Detective Griggs? What about?
- I'm not sure.

He must've looked into him.

He knew I was up against him once.

Trust me,
I'm not trying to do Haller any favors,

but out of respect for you,
I figured I'd say somethin'.

- Should Mickey be worried?
- No. Not if he hasn't done anything.

Griggs is like a dog with a bone.

And if there's something there,
that guy will dig it up.

All right. I'll get the gang unit
ID these tags in the morning.

It's BNG. I put two of 'em away
for homicide last year.

I don't know
the rest of the players, though.

Oh. Look at you.

I got some friends
at Hollywood Division. They'll know.

So, are you going to ask?

Yeah, we'll talk about your fight.

Not when I have to prepare for tomorrow.

I wish you wouldn't take out your feelings
about my career on another girl.

Contrary to what you believe,
not everything I do is because of you.

- Yeah?
- Hey, Mick!

It's open.

- Hey. How you doin', Hayley?
- I hear you're marrying Lorna.

What does that make us?

Well, I'm the dad you call
when you need someone's legs broken.

All right. Hold that thought.

Just so you know.

Juror number seven's real name
is Glenn McSweeney.

He lives in Van Nuys, definitely doesn't
work at Lockheed and he has a record.

- I thought you lost your source in LAPD.
- You think that's gonna stop me?

So, what about the other thing?

This guy, Kosevich.
Officially, he made his money

as one of Russia's first private bankers.

Unofficially, he's got
his fingers in everything.

Ties to Putin,
GRU, Russian mob, you name it,

he's been accused of it,
including disappearing people.

And it just so happens that his son

was one of Trevor Elliott's
college roommates.

I'm figuring you already knew that.

- So what's the play?
- I don't know yet.

The less you know, the better.

I knew guys in the Road Saints,

got to the point
where they couldn't get out of bed

'cause they were afraid of
what they'd be asked to do that day.

That you either
live that life or you don't.

This guy?

He lives that life. No problem.

He went through
a shitload of trouble to fix a jury.

So, you come along
and fuck his plan up, get a mistrial,

you don't know
what he's gonna do to you or your family.

I'm just saying.

- Maggie?
- Hey.

This is Detective Kyle Winters,
Detective Linda Perez.

Either of you get a chance to work
with McFierce here, you won't regret it.

I went up against your ex once.

- Murder case.
- One I told you about.

I'm sure you could both tell stories but...

Of course. I brought Linda because
she used to work vice in Hollywood.

- She knows all the players.
- You got anything?

A name popped up, I think fits the bill.

Alvin Aquino.
BNG ink, on parole for attempted murder.

- Guess where he works?
- Namayan Flowers.

I checked with Aquino's
parole officer. He'll play ball.

- Thanks for this.
- Good luck.

- How do you like your steak?
- Medium, but I'm fine, thanks.

Medium?

I figured. It's practical.

Like a Lincoln.

You gotta try some of this
black and blue though.

1,800 degrees for one minute on each side.

Outside it's a leather jacket,
but inside...

Spare me the cooking lessons, Teddy.
You gonna help me or what?

I like you, Counselor.
But I'm just gonna come out and say it.

You already owe me. For Cisco.

People who owe me too many times
tend to end up regretting it.

But sure. Happy to help.

Thanks.

It's time.

All right.

We're waiting for something?

I know what this place is.

What, you think I came here to buy drugs?

It takes a schemer to know one,
you're scheming.

That's not why we're here, Izzy.
All right?

What was up with the car yesterday?
That whole gimmick?

- You really wanna know?
- Yes.

Somebody bugged my car.

- Not this one. The other one.
- What?

Well, you wanted to know.

- What about this car?
- No, it's clean.

Cisco sweeps it every day.

- What if my car is bugged?
- It's not.

Does Cisco sweep my car too?

You let him break into my car?

It's not really breaking in.

What do you call it? Wait, hold on.

- Who bugged your car?
- That's attorney-client privilege.

Technically, you work for me, but...
Can we just...

We're, like, an hour from downtown.
Can I explain on the road?

Mmm-hmm.

Thank you.

I think Stanton's considering
my request for a directed verdict.

- I'm sure.
- Should I be worried?

Judge Stanton wants to see both
counsel in chambers immediately.

Alone.

Counsel, I'm gonna
ask you a few questions.

First, I'd like to remind you both
of your duty of candor

and your ethical responsibilities
to this court.

- Absolutely.
- Of course.

It's come to my attention that this court
has been the victim of jury tampering.

- Jury tampering?
- Mr. Haller?

Given what I've just said,
do you have anything you wish to add?

Me? Why aren't you asking him?

I received this last night via courier.

"Judge Stanton, you should know that juror
number seven is not who you think he is

and not who he says he is."

"Check Lockheed, and check his prints."

"He's got an arrest record."

No indication as to who it's from.

Okay. I'm sorry, Judge.
What's goin' on here?

Juror number seven is supposed to be
a man named Rodney Bankland.

But detectives
spoke with him this morning.

Mr. Bankland never received a jury summons

and he is not the man
who's been sitting on our jury.

That man, it would appear, is an imposter.

Did we get him when he came in?

Oh, the plot thickens. Juror number seven
didn't show up this morning.

Someone tipped him off.

I can't imagine a scenario where jury
tampering would favor the prosecution,

given the circumstances
of your predecessor.

I'm insulted that you would think
I had anything to do with this.

I would support any investigation.

Very well.

The circumstances warrant a mistrial,

and after conferring with some colleagues,
I'm inclined to declare one.

- My guess is that was the goal.
- Seriously?

I will prove you wrong.
Your Honor, is that necessary?

The integrity of this trial
has been compromised.

If the jury had deliberated, I'd agree.

But they haven't.
We can fill the slot with an alternate.

To do anything else, it would further
damage my client in the public eye.

Do the People have an opinion?

I don't know anything about this,
but I'm confident I can win the case,

no matter who's on the jury.

Then I'll spend the day making sure
the other jurors are, in fact,

who they're supposed to be,
and remain unaffected.

We'll pick up trial tomorrow.
Good day, gentlemen.

- What do you mean our guy didn't show?
- He must've been tipped off.

The judge knows
and the sheriffs are all over it.

- You did this, didn't you?
- Trevor, back off.

Do you wanna make a scene here?

I had nothing to do with this, all right?

Maybe it was your Russian friends
cutting bait. Maybe they fucked up.

It doesn't matter, Mickey, because
these guys are not the type of people

who own up to their fucking mistakes.

Maybe juror number seven's dead.

Did you think of that?
Maybe you and I are next.

As long as we win,

- you have nothing to worry about.
- That's...

- Great. That's great.
- You never thought we could win this.

Without our juror? Are you kidding?
I know how this looks.

Trevor, we can win this. We can win
and we will. Fair and square. All right?

There's one more exception
to attorney-client privilege.

If my client's about to commit a crime,
I have to report it.

Unless I can stop that crime
from happening.

Then, it's no harm, no foul.
Nobody ever has to know.

But how do you do that
without it blowing up in your face?

I'll meet
Hayley's counselor tomorrow.

Yeah, I wish I could be there, Mags.

There'll be plenty
for you after this trial.

By the way, anything new on Jerry's case?

No, I don't know. Griggs is handling that.

Yeah.

- You talk to him lately?
- No, not really. Why?

I don't know, I just... I remember he was
giving you some problems before, so...

Mags, if there was a problem,
I'd handle it. All right?

I know. It's just, there's the normal way
to handle things,

and there's the Mickey way.

- Have a good night, Mags.
- Good night.