All language subtitles for Quincy, M.E. S02E13 (Let Me Light the Way)

I have a program that can reduce the amount of rape in this entire area.

I don't want anybody to touch me but Dr. Quincy.

I think she wanted me to examine her because she knows I'm an expert on forensic evidence.

The evidence wasn't in the emergency room.

I was a bum rap just like all the rest of the times.

They had evidence.

Jury do convict when they're presented with solid evidence.

Evidence that has been protected by a chain of custody.

They convict.

They've been doing it in Dallas, Texas.

And I'm going to get them to do it here.

Gentlemen, you are about to enter the fascinating sphere of police work.

The world of forensic medicine.

The world of forensic medicine.

What's the hang up, Doritos?

Things should have been out of here 20 minutes ago.

You want to work, work.

You want to goof off then go someplace else.

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Around the corner, second door to your left.

Thank you.

Oh, no.

Dr. Quincy, I'm with the coroner's office.

You guys don't waste any time, do you?

Dr. Pierce, report to surgery.

What happened?

When I talked to the police, they said she was in reasonably good shape.

Were they issuing medical degrees to the squad cars now?

You know, the funny thing is,

she worked in this hospital.

She was a nurse, upstairs somewhere.

They've got so many floors up there.

I don't even know...

How'd she die?

They brought her in with severe shock,

developed into ventricular tachycardia.

It's a simple thing.

Her heart stopped, and I couldn't get it going again.

May I help you?

I'm with the coroner's office.

I'd like to see some identification.

It's all right.

These nails have fresh water under them.

We washed her down completely.

What?

What is this?

Her clothes, obviously. Her uniform.

These should be sealed in plastic bags. They're worthless to me now.

I'm sorry, but sometimes things get a little hectic around here.

That's no excuse for destroying evidence.

Look, when I'm trying to save somebody's life,

the last thing in the world I'm going to think about is collecting specimens

of a jury that probably wouldn't convict,

even if they saw a slow-motion film of the rape.

Wrong. They do convict.

When they're presented with solid evidence,

evidence that has been protected by a chain of custody, they'll convict.

They already do it in Dallas, Texas, and they're going to do it here.

I've been trying to hold a seminar for doctors like you and nurses like you

to prove that all it takes is a little extra training, a little extra care.

Single-handedly, all by yourself.

If I have to, yes.

And the funding?

I'll get that. I'll get it.

Well, I wish you luck.

Doctor, I am not the enemy. Neither are the police.

All we want to do is nail this guy.

He has gotten away with it twice. Same M.O., same man.

And Nurse Gordy, he will go on and on

if we continue to contaminate evidence by throwing it under everybody's feet.

Dr. Roberts, report to emergency leave.

Dr. Roberts?

I'm Carol Bowen, officer from the Rape Counseling Service.

I'm afraid I can't tell you very much about the victim as she's still in there.

Thank you.

Quincy, how can you be sure it was Doritos?

Same M.O., rope burns, both ankles, both wrists.

He tied her down just like he had tied Aline Kirschner and Francis Bragg.

Then why don't the police do something?

Rope burns constitute a pattern, not tangible evidence.

Isn't there anything else?

When they first examined her, they dumped her clothes on the floor.

And somebody had the bright idea of washing her down.

There was no sense going any further.

Carol, let me hit you with a problem.

Where can I raise 20 grand to educate people who work in emergency rooms?

Not from us, Quincy.

You know as well as I do, we're scrounging for donations just to keep our doors open.

Every extra cent we've got is paying for psychiatric treatment for victims.

Yeah, but if I could hold my seminar, I guarantee you'd have a lot less cases to deal with.

Oh, Quincy, maybe you would lock up a couple more rapists, but we got a bumper crop this year.

A few more convictions aren't gonna make a dent.

Eventually it will.

Why do you think rape is reaching epidemic proportions?

Because people like Doritos know they can get away with it.

And they'll go on and on until we cut into the root cause.

Wrong. The root cause is society.

It's our laws, our beliefs, our moral and social principles.

Quincy, if your seminar could change that, I would personally go out on the street and beg for you.

That mean you don't agree with me? Yes.

Then I don't want to discuss it.

Listen, if you think of anything else, please give me a call.

Thank you. Bye.

Well, the woman died. I guess you know that.

Her heart stopped on the table while she was being examined.

Looks like you struck out.

I struck out. I never even got up to bat.

Boy, they messed it up.

Well, I got something. It may not convict him, but it sure as hell ties him in.

You see, all of Doritos' victims worked in places where he or his family frequents.

So I got to thinking, maybe he was in the hospital. Sick, operation. Maybe that's where he knew her.

And?

I just got off the horn with the head nurse over there.

Faye Willard was stationed on the seventh floor maternity.

You mean Doritos' wife had a baby?

Exactly. Six months ago. Bouncing baby boy.

Well, you're right. It's not going to convict him.

Well, at least it fits the pattern.

Oh, come on, will you, lieutenant?

We keep talking about patterns. He keeps killing women.

What we have to do is build a solid chain of evidence, link by link, long enough to hook onto his collar, strong enough to drag him into court with.

What's he saying in there?

He feels pretty cocky. He knows we haven't got anything or we would have hit him with it by now.

I wonder what his blood type is.

So it's the Goon Squad bringing in the heavy artillery to pound me down?

I'm surprised you don't remember me, Doritos. I'm Dr. Quincy. I'm a medical examiner.

We talked right after Frances Bragg died.

Frances?

Oh, you remember her. She was a checker in the supermarket where you bought your food.

You want to know about groceries? Talk to my wife.

What's your blood type?

I wouldn't know. The sight of blood makes me sick.

Would you give me a little sample?

Are you kidding? I might get busted for driving under the influence.

Oh, we're going to bust you. So not for that.

We're going to bust you for assault. We're going to bust you for rape. We're going to bust you for murder.

Please.

I see.

Braysey!

Brill, get him out of here.

Let's go.

All right.

Give me a cigarette, Doc.

Don't forget your pass, girl.

That was brilliant.

What was that all about? You're the one I had to lock up.

The one with his blood type? This will give it to us.

If you're not going to help me, don't hinder me.

Touchy, huh?

Stomach, huh? This place affects people like that.

It's not the place, Quincy. I'm starving.

What about me? I've been here since seven o'clock this morning. I didn't even have time for lunch.

You guys are going to stop complaining. When you finish, I'm going to take you both to dinner at Danny's.

I've heard that song before.

Hey, I know a guy in government who'll give me some money.

What for? Dinner?

Sam, he's talking about his rape seminar. You mean he hasn't asked you to donate?

How could he? He knows how much I earn.

I'm serious. The guy knew in the Navy.

Here comes another war story.

Leonard Bellwood.

Leonard Bellwood. He had some government agency that gives out money for experimental projects.

I bumped into him about six months ago. He said, if I ever needed anything, I should come and see him.

He meant it. I know he meant it.

Well, it sounds good. Call him.

Well, it's too late now, but I will.

Oh, Lieutenant Commander Leonard Bellwood. We used to call him the old Bell.

He was our hospital supply officer. When you needed something, you asked, you got it in one hour.

No matter what, Band-Aids, Bourbon?

Broads. You were going to say broads, Quincy.

Well, we were in the Navy.

Oh, if anybody could move mountains, it's old Bell.

We got it. Bullseye. AB negative.

You sure?

Detectives, Manian.

Lieutenant, this is Quincy. We ran an absorption elution test for blood type on Doritos.

It was AB negative. It ties him in with Francis Bragg.

As good as that is, Quincy, I can't take it to the DA.

Well, we're getting warmer, aren't we?

Yeah, but I still got to turn him loose. I just got finished talking to his teeny bopper wife.

She come up with another song and dance.

She gave him an alibi?

He wins the Husband of the Year award.

While Fay Willard was being raped, he was at home cleaning out his garage. How does that grab you?

Lieutenant, do me a favor, will you? Find some reason to hold him there for a while.

Why?

Well, don't ask, because you wouldn't approve. Bye-bye.

Go for a ride?

Sure.

Hey, what about the dinner you promised me?

Well, Sam, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but you know, you could afford to miss a meal.

Phew.

I'm on a lot of weight.

Who is it?

The coroner's office.

Did something happen to you?

Oh, no, no, nothing happened. I'm Dr. Quincy. This is Miss Bowen from the Rape Counseling Service.

It's important, Mrs. Doritas. May we please come in?

Donnie! Go put your bag...just jam this up for bed, Beth. Come on, big man.

You go in there, Mommy will come in and rub your back, and you go to the bathroom now.

Go to the bathroom and be quiet. You make sure you don't wake up your baby brother.

Crazy kids shows.

We got that on our honeymoon trip. There's a little Swedish town up the coast between here and San Francisco.

I don't know why. I never can seem to remember the name.

Mrs. Doritas, I'm afraid what I have to tell you isn't going to be that easy for you to take.

You see, your husband's blood type is AB negative.

AB negative?

Well, it's very rare. Only a small segment of the population has it.

Well, is he sick or something?

No.

Mrs. Doritas, two months ago the police questioned your husband about the rape and death of a woman named Frances Bragg.

That was only because somebody saw his car. When they found out he stopped there on account of a flat tire, they let him go.

I was with him. I ought to know.

Forty-eight hours after she died, they found her on the floor of her shower.

She went to the wash after her attack. The water was still on.

It had been running like that for two days, but still there was enough evidence to prove that the man who raped her had AB negative blood.

Didn't I tell you to get inside? I told you to stay in there!

I knew I shouldn't have let your people in here. I knew what was wrong.

You know what happened a month ago to someone else, to a waitress named Helene Kirchner. She worked right across the street from your husband's gas station.

Just today a few hours ago.

I know what you're going to say. The police already talked to me.

Did they tell you who the victim was?

What's the difference?

Did they tell you she worked in the hospital on the same floor where you had your second son?

Carl was right here, right in this house. He was cleaning out the garage.

That's not true and you know it. You've got to stop giving him alibis.

I don't lie to anybody. I always tell the truth.

So do I.

You see, honey, you see what I told you? Just because I made a little mistake when I was young, he never let me alone.

I mean, every time something freaky happens, he hauled me in like scum from the sewer.

I like to tolerate it in the police station because I got the peace of mind in knowing I'm innocent.

In front of her, in front of my little kid, it makes me mad enough to kill!

And now look what you've done! You woke up my children!

Yeah?

There's a Dr. Quincy here.

You're kidding!

Well, he says he's from the coroner's office.

Byte my board, Meldred.

I beg your pardon?

Send him in, Meldred. Send him in, please.

Hey, Quincy! How are you?

Good, Bob.

Good to see you. I hope this isn't a clinical visit.

Well, it wasn't. Now I see you do look a little pale.

Oh, come on. When you cut it out, I don't like jokes like that.

My wife has been telling me the same thing ever since we got back from Honolulu.

You just got back from Honolulu?

You remember my skin problem?

Thank goodness it rained almost every minute we were there.

Listen, I would love to talk to you all day, but I wish you'd follow me first.

Oh, this is very important, Bell.

The deputy chief of police is waiting for me at City Hall with the deputy mayor.

You remember what you said the last time I bumped into you?

Just when you got this job, you said if I ever needed something, you'd help.

Yes, I did. And I meant every word of it, Quince.

Well, I need something. And it could be a feather in your cap.

I have a program that can reduce the amount of rape in this entire area.

That sounds terrific, Quince.

Will you stop looking at your watch?

The prototype of this originated in Dallas, Texas, by a group of concerned doctors headed by Charles Petty.

Now, before they could institute their program, the ratio of convictions in rape cases was one out of ten.

Now, out of 127 cases, they got 123 convictions.

Oh, that is fantastic.

You bet that's fantastic. And as Petty says, there's no reason we can't do it here.

We'll start with a weekend seminar for lawyers, for doctors, for policemen, for judges.

See, I want them to start talking. I want them to start cooperating.

I want to teach them to protect the evidence from being challenged in court.

And finally, I want every hospital to have an assault kit,

which has the equipment to ensure that every victim gets a proper examination.

It's an expensive program.

It sounds expensive, doesn't it? Well, it isn't.

I can give you the whole package. Hear this now, the whole package for $20,000.

Oh, Quince, right. Now, you caught us at a very bad time.

We are deeply involved in two very big and very wild projects.

This is called Super Ground Cruiser.

Devastating horsepower, the most sophisticated radio equipment,

a small onboard computer, and it's capable of 170 miles an hour.

You believe that?

But the speed limit's 55.

Oh, come on, be serious, will you?

And this is known as Super Skywatch.

It's a lot cheaper to fly than a helicopter,

and it provides a perfect platform for aerial surveillance.

Well, you gotta be kidding.

What's a cop supposed to do, spot a hold-up, bail out, and then make the arrest?

Oh, Quince, I know. You're putting me down now.

But these are two very vital programs, and we must look to the future.

What about right now, in the area of one crime, right here, where we could do something about it?

Quince, if I had the money, you'd be the first to get it.

Oh, come on, don't tell me with the whole federal government behind you,

you couldn't come up with 20 grand?

Unless more effective law enforcement is directly involved,

I couldn't come up with 20 cents.

I'm sorry, Quince, I really would like to help.

Listen, you call me next week, any day, for love, okay?

Get ahold of Mildred, and she'll set up an appointment.

I gotta run now.

Call me. Promise.

170 miles an hour?

Uncle Quincey.

You owe me a steak dinner at the beach.

Hi, Carol. That's right, I do.

And the sooner the better.

How fast can you make it down to Danny's?

Well, after I go home and change.

If I hit every light, I ought to be able to get there on the short side of an hour.

Oh, I got a lot of paperwork to do.

Oh, it's too fast for me. 5.30 would be more realistic.

Okay, but listen, if you're late, I'm gonna go scuba diving in a pitcher of martinis.

Oh, Quincey.

I've got a 13-year-old girl who was raped six weeks ago.

I can't even make contact with her.

She's so shut down, she won't even talk to her mother.

Tell you what I'm gonna do. You say 5.30's too late.

You say 5 o'clock's too late, I'm gonna meet you there at four to five, and don't you be late.

I won't. Bye.

Where have you been? Where was your emergency down the hall?

Come on now. Settle down. You're not gonna be any help to her this way.

Take it easy.

Look, Miss, nobody's gonna hurt you or do anything.

No, I told you. I don't want anybody to touch me but Dr. Quincey.

It's gonna be all right. It's gonna be all right.

Was it Doritos?

Yes.

I guess it's gonna be a regular three-ring circus, isn't it?

No, no, no, no. We'll take care. We'll take care.

Quincey, all I care about is this is done right. That's why you're here.

So you do what you have to do, and I'll do what I have to do.

Help her get ready. Put her shoes and all her clothes in a plastic bag.

Now you do have an assault kit here, don't you?

I'm sure we can find what you need, Doctor.

I'll be right back.

Well, do I pick up Doritos?

Oh, yeah. He'll have an alibi, but you check him for scratches.

Give some fiber samples from his clothes.

Are you gonna be using the sheriff's lab?

You send me a deputy. One more thing. Call the rape counseling service.

Tell them to send somebody over. She's gonna need all the help she can get.

One more nail.

Not the best band of cures in town.

Tag this.

I want to keep you here overnight, okay?

Anyplace.

Anywhere but my own apartment, Quincy. I'm not going back there. Ever.

Not even to pick up my clothes.

I have to, don't I?

Going back is part of the program.

Oh, Quincy, you can't believe how clever I've been making other people do it.

Keep churning up the garbage girls right up and out into the sunlight until his stink goes away.

I have to ask you a question one more time.

You're not...

Please understand.

You are sure, aren't you?

You are sure it was Doritos.

I can't believe you're asking me that.

Well, there were no rope burns on your whole body.

No. No, he invented a new method just for me.

What's the implication, Quincy? He didn't need any rope?

Oh, you know I didn't mean that. I want to nail him.

See, he usually ties up his victims.

Is that what I am to you now?

I'm sorry.

Do the world a favor. Take a victim to dinner.

I'm sorry, Carol.

Oh, just let me do it by myself.

Carol, did you see his face or was he wearing a mask?

I know it's rough on you, darling. I know it.

But there is no other way.

I saw his eyes.

I heard his voice.

Filthy.

Telling me over and over again.

A list of inhuman things he expected in return for my life.

Disable at your apartment.

After I talked to you, I went back to change.

He was in there. I don't know how.

He was waiting.

I didn't even shut the door and he hit me from behind.

I've never been hurt like that.

No one's ever hurt me like that before.

It's almost over.

All I need is a lock of your pretty hair.

You really think I'm pretty?

Yes, I do.

What about you, doctor? You've been staring at me for a long time now.

I think you're very courageous, young lady.

I'm older than you are and I'm not courageous.

Just for the simple pleasure of breathing, I let a man use me as an instrument for his sickness and his brutality.

A courageous person would have died.

Give me a 10-milligram ampullovalium, please.

You really think she needs it?

She better start moving or I'm gonna bounce you out of here on your rear.

Just paying for the room upstairs, Quincy.

What do they get about 500 a day?

Don't worry about it.

Oh, I do worry. I've never taken a set of charity in my life.

I'm not about to start over a little thing like rape.

Take her outside. I'll be with you in a minute.

She's right on the edge.

I want you to seal and mask every one of those envelopes.

A deputy's on the way here to pick it up.

He'll have a custody for them. You sign them.

Make sure he signs them, too.

Thank you.

Dr. Quincy, this is Louise Porter.

How did you do?

One of my cohorts at the center.

You know what the irony of this situation is?

I'm the one who recruited Louise.

When I broke her in, we used to play a little game called counselor-victim.

Naturally, I got the juicier role,

pretending I knew what it felt like to be raped.

Isn't that wild, Louise?

Just think how valuable I'll be to the program now.

Oh, no! No! No, please don't do that to me! Please don't!

No! No, please don't do that to me!

Please don't do that to me! No! Don't do that to me!

Please!

Hey, what am I tiptoeing for?

You should be asleep.

We got to read this this time.

I mean, we really got him.

We have all the evidence we need.

The blood matches, the fiber on his clothing, his hair.

Try to sleep, Cal.

You can go to sleep knowing he'll never hurt anybody else ever again.

There's no question about it. I kid you not.

This is one of the best cases of circumstantial evidence I've ever had.

What's the but, Mr. Feldman?

The but, Carol, is putting you on the stand.

Now, you're an attractive woman, you're single,

and you probably have a normal outlook on matters of sexual freedom.

Up until about a week ago.

Well, I am sorry to say, despite some of the things that you've said,

I'm sorry to say, despite some rather enlightened statutes,

Carol, any good cross-examiner can take healthy attitudes and make them look...

I'll tell you what, Mr. Feldman, don't you give it a second thought.

They can put me on the stand and they can degrade me all they want.

It will not humiliate me and it will not rattle me.

And it won't change a word of the truth.

Okay. I'll see you in the 15th.

If you have any problems at all before then, you give me a call.

Carol, I'd like to speak to Dr. Quincy just for a minute.

I'll be right around with you.

What's the matter?

She worries me. She really does.

Why? She's taken more rape victims to court than you have.

I know, but not herself. She never took herself.

And if you're counting on sympathy from a jury in six weeks, those bruises are gonna be gone.

Besides, I don't know if you're gonna agree with me or not,

but I think she's holding her emotions together with chewing gum.

Mr. Elger, will you please tell us what your profession is?

I'm a criminalist, a forensic chemist.

I work for the sheriff's department in their crime laboratory.

And could you tell us what you have in that envelope?

This contains physical evidence taken from the clothing and person of Miss Carol Bowen

after she was examined at Parkside Hospital.

It also contains fibers from the clothing of the defendant, Carl DeRitas.

Object, Your Honor.

No proper foundation has been established to connect any of that with the defendant or the crime.

Your Honor, if you will let me...

No, I'm sustaining it, Mr. Feldman. I suggest you reserve this witness to a later time.

I have no more questions.

Quincy!

Now, don't get shook. It's just procedure.

It'll take a little longer this way, that's it.

Miss Packard?

No questions.

The witness is excused.

Doctor, before we go any farther, I think it might be a good idea if you would explain why you,

as a medical examiner, a pathologist, were requested to conduct this examination.

Well, it is kind of unusual.

Miss Bowen and I crossed paths professionally for almost two years.

She's with the rape counseling service.

I think she wanted me to examine her because she knows I'm an expert on forensic evidence.

All right.

Now, you have already described Miss Bowen's emotional and physical condition.

Would you tell us, please, now, what procedures you used during the rest of your examination?

Well, I took blood samples, fingernail clippings, hair specimens, smears for acid phosphatase determination,

cultures for the presence of venereal disease, and slides from the mucosa.

And what did you do with this evidence?

Well, I placed it in the custody of Dr. Alan Castle, a resident in the hospital who assisted me during the examination.

I instructed him to seal and mark every envelope, then give it to the sheriff who was coming from the crime lab.

And after that, what did you do?

Well, Miss Bowen was on the verge of hysteria.

I wanted to get her away from there, away from the emergency room.

So I took her to a private room upstairs.

Thank you, doctor.

Your witness.

Dr. Quincy, you said you'd known Miss Bowen for what, about two years?

Yes.

Professionally?

That's correct.

And during that time, during those two years, did you ever date?

Well, not really date.

Not really? Well, then, let's put it another way. Did you ever take her to dinner?

Oh, yes.

Did you ever call for her at her apartment?

I don't know. I've only seen her once or twice, I guess.

Did she ever accompany you to your home?

I don't have a home. I live on a boat, Marina Del Rey.

How fortunate. That's a very romantic setting.

Did you and Miss Bowen ever go cruising around the lagoon?

My boat's in dry dock.

Well, then, did she ever come and visit you just to breathe the pure salt air?

Mr. Packard, why don't I save you a lot of time?

She never came down to go cruising. She never came down to improve her lungs.

She came down because we're the kind of friends who can enjoy each other

without the weight of intimate physical contact.

I wonder why he let you get away with that.

Well, I really didn't give much of a chance.

Believe me, he could have stopped you any time he wanted to.

Jack Packard may look like the world's conception of your perfect father,

but I have seen him chew up witnesses and spit them across the courtroom.

Now, something is wrong.

What do you mean?

I mean his client doesn't have a chance.

And yet there he is. He's out there grinning and joking and strutting like a peacock.

I don't like it. Not at all.

Let's go back over the facts, Dr. Castle.

You testified that after the evidence was left in your custody,

you sealed it, labeled it, and gave it to a deputy sheriff.

That's correct.

Did you do that right away?

Right after Dr. Quincy left the room to attend to the comfort of his friend, Miss Bowen?

Not exactly.

I'm afraid you better explain to the ladies and gentlemen of this jury

just what not exactly means.

Well, first, I mean right after Dr. Quincy left,

I had a conversation with one of my nurses.

And that was more important than marking the evidence?

She was upset. I had to calm her down.

May I ask the reason?

She felt... I mean, she thought that Dr. Quincy had been short with her during the examination.

Was he? Was he short with her? I mean, upset her in any way?

I don't really know.

What happened next?

Everything hit the fan.

We had a triage co2. That's a critical emergency.

They were bringing in four victims from the head-on collision.

What did you do?

I ran out to the helicopter to help supervise the removal.

Taking the evidence with you, of course.

No. I left it in the emergency room.

Unsealed?

Yes.

And after you took care of the accident victims,

you came back and got it.

It wasn't there.

The evidence wasn't in the emergency room. It wasn't where you left it.

No, it wasn't.

Nurse Gordy and I found it in a linen cart near the service elevator.

How long would you say it was from the time you left the emergency room for the triage co2?

About an hour.

And all the envelopes containing all the specimens were still open,

unsealed, right there under everybody's nose.

Yes.

I didn't seal them until I gave them to the deputy from the crime lab.

Thank you, doctor, for your honesty and candor.

No more questions.

Mr. Feldman?

No, your honor.

No witnesses excused.

We're in trouble.

No, he broke the chain of evidence.

You better put Carol on the stand.

No. I'm going to try a long shot.

Mr. Feldman?

Your honor, at this time, I would like to recall the forensic chemist Herman Elger.

Object.

We've just heard testimony. The evidence they wish to present was out of their hands for at least an hour.

Your honor, there was only one set of specimens in the emergency area at that particular time.

Doesn't make any difference if there were one or ten.

My client's entitled to his constitutional rights.

The people have to prove every single facet of their case beyond a reasonable doubt.

And they cannot prove that the specimens in those envelopes were not touched, tampered with, or even kicked around on the floor.

They were found a full hour later on a pile of dirty linen.

For all we know, the real criminal could have come into the hospital and made a substitution.

That's absurd.

Mr. Feldman, I'm afraid unless you have another witness that can establish an unbroken chain of custody,

I'm going to have to sustain Mr. Packard and exclude the evidence.

And that's your final ruling?

Yes. I'm afraid it is.

Your honor, I am convinced beyond any moral certainty that the defendant, Carl DeRidus,

is guilty of rape, is guilty of assault, is guilty of depraved inhuman behavior.

However, if you will not allow our evidence to come in, there is no way in the world I am ever going to be able to prove it to this jury.

Therefore, with feelings of pain and feelings of anger and feelings of utter helplessness, I move to dismiss.

Motion granted. This case is dismissed.

What does it matter with you? Why didn't you let her testify?

For what? For the man who raped her had brown eyes? Packard would have blown her off the stand in five seconds.

Mr. Prosecutor, I'd like to talk with you.

Come on, watch me get crucified.

It was a lot of fun. I'll see you again sometime.

I understand.

What are you doing? What are you eating for? You haven't even brushed your teeth.

You know what's going to happen? You're going to get green fangs.

Did you burn this stuff on purpose?

Couldn't cook a piece of bacon to save your soul.

Well, in case you're interested, I'm quitting my job today. Fatso has been getting on my tail, treating me like scum.

I don't have to take no abuse off of fat Greek, not for no lousy two dollars an hour.

Do you hear me?

Sure.

Don't come in, I have nothing to say.

Think of the baby call. Donnie's going to have to go to the dentist.

Green fangs fixed. Look at the checkbook call.

What are we going to do?

Hell, this time tomorrow you'll be crying and moaning, driving me out of my gourd.

Would you open your fat face? You ain't said nothing to me in two days.

Ever since we came home from court, ever since the judge said I wasn't guilty.

He never said that, Carl.

Well, here I am, baby doll, a free man, eating burned bacon in my own little paid-off kitchen.

He said they couldn't use the evidence.

That's all he said, because there's some technical thing in the law.

I was a bomb rap, just like all the rest of the times, Joy.

You know, they've been sticking me and messing with me ever since I made it.

They had evidence. They had your hair and your blood.

They even had the thread off your clothes.

You want to say that again?

What I have to say doesn't matter anymore.

Yes, it does. It does to me. You're going to find that out.

Yeah, well, I don't care what you say about that, doctor.

I give one of my men an order. It's his responsibility to carry it out.

Oh, you see, he wasn't trained. Nobody told him what to do step by step.

The hospitals are full of people like that. Your department, even the crime lab.

Everybody's running around in different directions with half the facts and half the information.

What happens? Millions of dollars are spent every day in promoting

and advertising souped-up squad cars on flying police stations, zeppelins.

And when somebody asks for nickels and dimes to hold a seminar

so he can cut down on a terrible crime like we...

Everybody looks at him like he's a nut from outer space.

And he's one of the very people I'm talking about.

What'd I do?

It's not what you guys do. It's what you guys don't do.

Well, you'd better watch it, pal. You'll be apologizing to your old Navy buddy

for the rest of the afternoon. Take a look at this.

That's 20 grand, Quince.

What made you change your mind?

Well, for one thing, I was at the trial.

I didn't see you there.

I didn't want you to see me.

I mean, I felt bad enough when I left you hanging up in my office.

I don't understand. You guys had this fellow nailed six ways from Sunday.

No.

So I switched around a few priorities and I got the money.

Thanks, pal.

Thanks, pal. That's all I... I back my brains out.

I put a hammerlock on the deputy mayor, and he looks at me like I give him a basket full of snakes.

I'm sorry. I really do appreciate it, but, see, there's a creep out there.

I told you, Quincy. It's not your fault.

It is. I should have stayed with Dr. Castle.

Doritos is compulsive. He's gonna hurt somebody out there.

I don't even know who it is. But it is my fault.

Lieutenant.

Oh, there. Bring her in here.

I'm all right.

Oh, you see those bruises, huh?

This is Doritos. Will you file a complaint?

I can pick up your husband and put him in jail.

Come on. Yeah?

I'm all right, really.

I came here because I wanted to turn this in.

What is it?

The day after that thing happened with Francis Bragg.

I found that in our garage.

The girl didn't have any cuts on him, so I guess the blood must be hers.

Well, he was all covered in blood.

He swore that was from a fight at the gas station.

He was always fighting, coming home with blood and broken noses.

So I believed him.

You see, I got two kids.

I had to believe him.

I never even had a job before.

What am I gonna do with two kids?

So I...I realized that I can't worry about it.

I just know that I can't let him hurt us or anybody again.

I can't let him do that.

How's everything?

I'm fine.

Sure. As long as Quincy's treating, how about another bottle of wine?

Yeah.

I'm not hungry.

What's the matter? Smile. It's a celebration.

I'm a little worried about the seminar tomorrow.

I wonder if the jokes are gonna work.

Jokes? Yeah.

Quincy, you're gonna do jokes for doctors and lawyers and counselors and psychologists?

Carol, they're people, right?

Yeah.

You get enough people together, you got an audience.

And what does an audience want? To be entertained.

Yeah, Danny used to do a comedy act. He's gonna let me use his material.

It's dynamite stuff.

Hey, Doc, as a matter of fact, why don't we try it out here tonight?

You're out of here.

Yeah, no!

That's right! Let's!

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention for one minute, please.

It's showtime at Danny's tonight.

I want to introduce you to a friend of mine who's gonna try out some new material like this.

He'll roar!

Ready? For Dr. Quincy!

Take center stage on the platform once more!

Dr. Quincy!

Never mind once more.

Are you sure this is good material?

Dynamite.

Good evening, ladies and gents.

Funny thing happened to me on the way to the morgue this morning.

It was so cold, it snowed so much that when I got there, I was frozen stiff.

Stiff in the morgue, stiff.

I ain't laughing. I thought you said this was dynamite material.

That is the worst delivery I've ever heard.

Stick to medicine, Doc.

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