All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s05e07 Blind Justice.eng

He belongs behind bars.

Not for murder.
Yes, for murder!

He hurt Mommy.

Did you see him do that?

I'm not supposed to tell.

Call off the hearing,
Aldridge.

Mr. Magnum, I really
hope you have some other way of earning a living,

because your days
as a private investigator are over.

Well, you can't
take these matters into your own hands.

It might be justice.

This is the only
physical evidence that you bring into this courtroom

to tie this man to a crime
he did not commit.

I'm trying to answer
the question you asked me.

Objection! Objection!

Where are you going?

You're not going out
without me.

Greg, I'm talking to you.

A birthday poem for Nana
from Beth.

Honey, wait for me.
I'll change my clothes.

Don't bother.

It won't take
but a minute.

I said, don't bother.

Well, I am bothered.
And I wanna talk about it.

There's nothing
to talk about.

I'll see you later.

Greg,
where are you going?

If you think I'm gonna
sit home and wait for you, you're crazy!

I don't care
what you do.

You're not...
Come back here! You're not leaving!

Watch me!

Don't!

Give me the keys.
I'm getting out of here.

No!
You're not going anywhere. You're staying right here.

That's right.
Keep pushing.

Don't!

I'll call the police.

You leave
and I'll call the police!

You humiliate me
one more time and I'll kill you!

Big man.
Big, scary man!

Oh, my God.

Ow.

Good morning, Higgins.
How nice of you to knock.

I was just making
some breakfast. Protein drink.

Goat's milk,
brewer's yeast, raw eggs and desiccated liver.

Would you like some?

You want something, Higgins?

I've just been examining
the grounds.

Have you any idea
what you've done?

The gate!

Oh, I'm sorry about the lock.
See...

I'm not referring to the lock.

A breach of security
could perhaps be overlooked,

but how can one
possibly overlook death and mutilation?

Mutilation?

Do you deny that you drove
the car off the driveway,

thereby destroying dozens
of healthy, thriving flowers

which Kenji and I
had scheduled to plant this morning?

Flowers?

What flowers?

The flowers.

Gee, I don't remember...
I...

The hours Kenji and I spent
discussing, searching,

seeking out the ideal plants
for that section of the estate.

The joy we felt
when the plants arrived.

The hope we shared

as this year's
Yard and Garden Show judging drew near.

All of that destroyed
with one reckless turn of the steering wheel.

It was dark.

I mean, Higgins,

don't you think
you're overreacting just a little bit?

They're just flowers.

I might have expected
something like that from you.

This morning,
I came to a startling and horrifying realization.

Since your arrival
at Robin's Nest,

you have insidiously
eroded away my sense of diligence.

Security has fallen
completely apart.

The grounds are in
a terrible state of neglect.

This guesthouse
should be condemned.

It doesn't look so bad!

And the estate
is completely overrun

with your
good-for-nothing friends,

sleazy clients
and unexpected guests.

That is not true!

Hi, Thomas.

The gate was open,
so I just came on in.

I am now going
to call a locksmith

before someone else
arrives unannounced,

and then I am going
to put away the Ferrari for good.

Carol.

Jonathan.
- Higgins?

We are going back
to a strict regimen around here.

A military regimen.
Good day.

Higgins!

Thomas...
Carol.

Come in, sit down,
have some protein drink. I'll be right back.

Where are you going?

I'm...
Now, I made a special trip over here

because you said
you could talk to me about my case.

That's what you get
when you go to your friends for free advice.

I knew this would happen...

I have to clear up
this car thing with Higgins.

...so I had the department
give me an advance on your salary. Cash!

You're hiring me?

What makes you think
she's telling the truth?

Why would she lie to me?

That's what lawyers
get paid to do.

Look, Thomas, if it were such
an open-and-shut case,

I mean, why would she hire you
to go snooping around?

It's an important trial.
There's gonna be a lot of press coverage.

She just wants to make sure
the police didn't miss anything

in their investigation.

Hey!

What do you think
of this one?

Look, did she tell you
that the girl that turned up dead

had something
of a reputation?

$1,000 down,
limited 30-day warranty?

$1,000 would eat up
the rest of my savings.

Thomas, those girls
hung around the club a lot.

They were the drinking
and partying set...

Will you forget
about the case?

I thought you were gonna
get me a deal on a car.

Hey, Rick!
Okay, okay.

Hey, bro!
Hey, how you doing?

Hey, bro! How you doing?
All right, all right.

Thomas Magnum, I want you
to meet Willie Kanati... Kali... He's Hawaiian.

Willie K., we'll say.
How are you?

How's it?

Willie here has got
the most incredible talent

for putting the right car
with the right person.

Thomas here is looking
for a good used car cheap, Willie.

Hey, today is
your lucky day!

I know what you're thinking,
and you're wrong.

I could have bought
something sensible,

something with
low maintenance.

But I realized
that, as a professional private investigator,

I needed something with speed,

something that would
help me out in an emergency.

Something I could depend on.

Not to mention the value
it had as an investment.

You have to look
at these things in terms of the long run.

You know,
if it weren't for Elizabeth,

I'd probably
pull into a cocoon

and hide away

from this whole ugly mess.

But, for Beth's sake,
I intend to see that justice is done.

Your granddaughter...

It's funny

how families come together
for weddings and funerals, isn't it?

The happiest day of my life

was when Debbie married Greg.

Her first husband died
in an automobile accident,

and she always seemed

a little lost after that.

And Beth needed
a full-time daddy around the house.

She loved Greg so much.
We all did.

To think, somehow,

it has all deteriorated
to this...

Those were taken
several months ago.

Debbie decided she wanted
to file for divorce,

and she wanted proof

that Greg was beating her.

Your granddaughter
witnessed the murder?

You know, it wasn't
until after the funeral

That I remembered
I even had these photographs.

I hope they will do some good.

Do you have any idea
what he might have done with the murder weapon?

I didn't even know
he had a gun.

He must've been

at very close range.

I'm sorry. I...
We can talk about this later.

No, no, it's all right.

Our neighbors heard
the gunshot

and they saw Greg
drive out of here very fast.

After they found Debbie,

the police picked him up
at his...

At a lady friend's house.

But they never found
the gun.

Mrs. Carrington, I know

that you don't want
your granddaughter to testify.

No. No.
She's been through enough.

But I wondered
if she could talk to me.

She might remember something
that would lead us to the weapon.

There is nothing
she could tell you

that I haven't already
told the police.

This is where he went
off the road in his hurry to get out of here.

But the police said
these tracks don't prove anything.

I'm so glad you think
they might be useful.

Has anyone moved
that car since...

No, no,
the police impounded it. They still have it.

There's something else
that has been bothering me.

For the last few months,
I began to hear gossip

that Greg had been
married before,

something he never mentioned
to Debbie or me.

I tried to talk to her
about it, but somehow...

Oh, I don't know.
She was always so insecure.

Perhaps she didn't want
to know.

Anyway, I don't know
whether this is any help to your investigation,

but I wanted to make sure
I told you everything.

Well, thank you.

I'm sure
it's nothing serious. T.C. Can take a look at it.

Carol!

You just went through
a red light!

Are you trying
to get me killed?

You've come up
with worse suggestions.

Okay, I am sorry
my car died.

It's not like I did it
on purpose.

The reason I hired you
to investigate

was because
I didn't wanna go around spending my valuable time

driving around
gathering up evidence.

Look out!

Nice Ford.

Let me out of here!

You wanted to go
to the Hall of Records,

I'm taking you
to the Hall of Records.

After that,
you're on your own.

Fine!

These photographs
are incredible!

This is just the kind
of evidence we need to lock down the case.

I thought it was
already locked down.

Well, it is, practically.

I mean, a lot of people
have offered to testify that he had a violent temper.

But now, we have
physical evidence that he hit her.

All you have
are some photographs.

And if Mrs. Carrington's
hunch is right,

if we do find an ex-wife
somewhere in the woodwork,

we may have one hell
of a surprise witness.

I still wish
we had a murder weapon.

Can you make me
copies of these to send to the defense?

And I'll need a couple copies
of the tire tracks, too,

because I want
to introduce them into evidence

to corroborate
the neighbor's testimony.

Anything else?
Yeah.

I'm sorry I yelled at you
in the car.

Oh, forget it.

No, no. There was no excuse.

No, no.
No, I'm sorry.

And you know what?
When I get back to the office,

I'm gonna call
the disbursement clerk

and I'm gonna tell him
he was so wrong,

'cause you really are
worth the money.

Very funny.

Thomas Magnum?
Yes, that's us.

I've got that information
you wanted on Greg Bowman.

Great!

Now, I found only one
marriage license application,

but there's something else
here I think you'll wanna take a look at.

Excuse me.

Ms Jones.

Ray, I'm busy. I told you
never to call me at the office.

What are you
talking about?

You can't do this to me, Ray,
not on the phone.

Is it someone else?

Would you stop it, please?
I don't believe this!

This is the same conversation
she had two years ago.

Do you mind?

You knew
I was a career woman... It was the same conversation

she had two years ago
when I was here on another case.

Could we just
get the paperwork and get out of here?

I don't see why
we can't at least have dinner. I...

Why can't we discuss this,

you know, like
two civilized human beings?

Ray.

Don't you dare
hang up on me, Ray, I...

Gee, I'm sorry.

Why don't you just mind
your own business?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to listen, I...

Thomas, look.

"Application to marry,
Gregory Xavier Bowman, Deborah Ann Carrington.

"Certificate of live birth,
Gregory Xavier Bowman, September 17, 1947.

"Certificate of death,

"September 19, 1947."

Greg Bowman died
when he was two days old.

Who've they got in jail?

This time,
it is not going to work. I know you.

First, you hook me in
with some cockamamie story

and then,
after I'm in over my head, you yell, "Surprise!"

Thomas, I am just
as surprised as you are.

No, no, no, no.
Scout's honor.

This is how you operate.

First I find out
the suspect isn't the guy you said he was,

and now I find out
you don't even have a case against the guy.

I do!
You do not!

Do you have a confession?
No.

Do you have witnesses
to the crime? Now, you listen here.

You're just cranky...

I am not cranky!

Oh, all right, all right.
You are just out of sorts

because your new car
broke down.

But please don't take it out
on the case.

You have been paid
to investigate.

Well, Thomas, I think
your little red wagon

is running again.

I mean, that guy...
That guy must've spent hours

looking through
death certificate records

to come up
with a new identity.

So, all we had to do
was synchronize the carburetor...

What I'm wondering is,
why would he go to that trouble

unless he had
something to hide?

He could have
for any number of reasons.

...replace the condenser...

Like trying to hide
criminal activity, huh? ...intake manifold gaskets...

Nobody knows
where he came from,

he has no visible
means of support... ...the fan belt...

and yet he's able
to afford

the services
of M. Barry Aldridge,

one of the most
formidable criminal attorneys in the state.

Now, where does he get
that kind of money?

Yeah, then I tightened
the fan belt

and I changed the oil.

You know, if you warm
this thing up properly,

you shouldn't have
any more trouble.

Oh, great, T.C. Thanks.

And that should come
to $49.88.

You're charging me?

This is not
a mechanic's shop.

I am doing you a favor.

So you should be willing
to pay for your own parts.

Thomas, the man
fled the scene of the crime.

His skin was found
under his murdered wife's fingernails.

The bullet taken
from her body

matches the gun
registered in his name.

Everyone that knew him

said that he had a brutal,
violent, possessive temper.

He terrorized his wife.

I think I can prove
he killed her.

But I'm gonna need
every single piece of evidence I can get to put him away.

Well, I can
call his friends,

see if they know
his aliases. Great!

And check with Five-O
for fingerprints and see what they turn up.

Oh, it's already
taken care of.

I'm supposed to
stop by there this afternoon

to see what
they've come up with, if anything.

T.C., you have
my change? What are you doing?

Don't worry about it.
I'll take it off your fee.

Doesn't it feel good
to be able to pay your debts?

Yeah, well,
it feels good to me.

Oh.

10, 11, 12 cents.

Island Hoppers.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Maybe he'll just call us up
and tell us his name.

You'll find it,
super-sleuth. I know you will.

Hey, Tom. Some guy's
been calling the club trying to find you.

Some lawyer named
M. Barry Aldridge?

I understand
you work for the city.

No,
I'm a private investigator.

Oh, is that right?

Make a pretty good living
at it, do you?

I get by.

Actually, I've heard a lot
of good things about you.

You're a top-notch
investigator,

the kind of guy
who'd do very well working in a firm like ours.

Well, I'm happy
working for myself. I like the hours.

We handle dozens of cases
every year, big cases.

The kind
that keep my daughters in private school.

As a matter of fact,
we could use someone

who knows when a case
is worth investigating and when it isn't.

Mr. Aldridge,

what are you saying?

Well, sometimes it works
better for everyone not to spin your wheels,

if you follow my drift.

Wait a minute.

You would pay me
not to investigate?

If it was to our benefit.

It's kind of like
a government subsidy not to grow wheat.

Something like that, I guess.

So, in other words,

let's say you had a case,
insurance fraud.

Well, yes, that falls
within our area of expertise.

Well, how much
would that be worth to me?

I mean, would I be paid
on a commission basis or hourly?

I could spend a lot of time
not investigating.

That would be
up to my discretion, Mr. Magnum.

Well,
would a murder be worth more than a burglary, for instance?

I mean, I'd hate to waste
my time not investigating the penny ante stuff.

I see we have nothing further
to discuss.

No, no. This is
a fascinating concept.

I just need some time
to think about it.

You know, maybe I could
bring some cases to you.

There's this one case that
I haven't been investigating for nearly five years.

Would this payment
be retroactive?

He should be reported.
I'm going straight to the Ethics Committee.

He didn't say anything.
We were alone and he didn't say anything incriminating.

He should be taken
off the case!

Will you calm down?
You're getting all rattled.

That's exactly what he wants.

Now, come on, calm down.
All right, all right.

You're right. I'm calm.
Good.

I just wish
I would've been there, that's all.

I think
we've got a match.

Oh, Thomas, look.
He's our guy!

His name is Randy Lewis.

He was arrested
as he reported to work.

Mr. Lucky's Casino,
Atlantic City. Booking number 82015112.

Suspicion of murder.
His wife.

He was acquitted!

Looks like he has
a whole string of assault and battery arrests.

And no convictions.

Right.

Thomas Magnum.

Hi, Lieutenant.
Yeah, I heard you were in here.

Say, what's with you?

You've been stepping
on some toes again.

We just heard that
some very important people

are after your license.

Finding him
at the girlfriend's house could be damaging.

Perhaps we could send her
on a vacation?

Someplace where
the prosecution can't find her to make a deposition.

Call off the hearing,
Aldridge.

Mr. Aldridge,
I tried to tell him you were busy.

Mr. Magnum,
we are preparing a case.

Now, we really don't have
any more time for banter,

as amusing as you are.

You got no grounds
for trying to pull my license.

Well, let's see.
What about misrepresentation,

conflict of interest,
unethical conduct, just to name a few?

You should have thought
of the consequences

before you barged
into my office

and tried to bully information
out of me about my client.

I never talked
about your client. You called me.

I have no record
of our calling him.

You're going to testify
under oath at a court hearing that you didn't call me?

Perhaps I won't have to
testify at all.

It seems to me there are
a number of witnesses

that can attest
to your abusive behavior.

It doesn't matter whether
I investigate this case or someone else does.

You can't stop the process,
Aldridge.

Your client
is going on trial,

and it'll be up to a jury
to decide whether he's guilty or innocent, not you.

My client's guilt
or innocence is not really any of my concern.

My only concern is to see
that he's not convicted.

And by the way,
the frosting on the cake

is that I get to see
your license revoked.

Now, I really hope you have
some other way of earning a living, Mr. Magnum,

because your days
as a private investigator are over.

Exactly what
is the meaning of this?

Well, it's a little hard
to tell in the dark,

but those look like
the keys to my car,

a car I bought with earnings
from this very important case

that I've been working on,

because you, in a moment
of petty and impulsive vindictiveness,

a moment so unworthy
of you, Higgins,

you took away my rights
to the Ferrari.

Well, you're going
to have to do something about it.

It was belching
exhaust fumes

all over
the Duchess of Wellington.

Was? You didn't turn it off?
Of course I did.

If you turned it off,
it won't start again!

It was fouling
the rose garden.

We're going back
to a strict regimen, Magnum.

You may as well
accept it.

My God.

What happened
to that poor woman?

Her husband.
He's being charged with her murder.

Do these photographs
look funny to you, Higgins?

I don't know whether
it's the light or the pose. I don't know.

Take a look at this.

The lower
right-hand corner.

This is a photograph
of a photograph.

They've been doctored.

That's a very distinct
possibility.

I don't believe it.
How did she do it?

Well, looks like
she took an existing photograph,

darkened it in areas
to look like bruises,

and then took a photograph
of that so we couldn't tell it was tampered with.

But even the negatives
are perfect.

Almost.

Take a look at it. Here.

You can just see the corner
of the original photograph right there,

in here.
Ah!

Oh, that poor woman.
Yeah.

That poor woman
gave you false evidence.

Well, she's probably
too scared to leave anything to chance.

I know how she feels.

Oh, Thomas, it's like
I have opening-night jitters.

I keep having
this recurring dream.

I dream that...

You promise you won't laugh?

Not even a snicker.

In my dream,

I get to court,
I open my briefcase,

and I have nothing in it
except blank paper.

You promised
you wouldn't laugh!

I just keep thinking
that there's something I haven't locked down,

some loophole that Aldridge
will pull his client through

and it'll be all my fault.

I couldn't
concentrate yesterday,

so I went for a walk
down to Queen Emma Street,

and I'm just standing there,

and I stood and I stared
at that courthouse for the longest time.

Well, anyway,
it made me feel better.

Carol,

maybe we should talk
to the little girl.

No.

She might remember something
that would lead us to the weapon.

And then what do we do?
We put her on the stand?

Aldridge is gonna pull
every trick in the book to get Bowman off.

And you wanna play
by his rules?

I don't want this guy
walking away. Well, neither do I.

Look, as a lawyer,
I can tell you

that she's not
a reliable witness.

She's too young,
she's too traumatized.

There's no telling
what Aldridge would get her to say.

And the truth of it
is that most lawyers would put her on the stand.

I can't, Thomas.
I just can't ask her to relive that night.

We have enough
without her testimony.

And I am now going
to go home

and I'm gonna memorize it
all one more time.

Thanks for supper.

And don't worry
about it, Thomas. We'll get him.

Yeah, I know.

Part of me knew that Carol
was absolutely right.

But part of me couldn't
put aside the price we'd pay if she was wrong.

I wasn't sure
how I was going to get in to see the little girl

or what I was going to say
if I did see her.

But I knew
I had to at least play it out.

Hi.

Nana isn't here.
She's inside.

Well, maybe I could talk
to you.

Are you going
to take my picture?

Do you want me to?

I saw you before.

Nana says you're going
to make Greg go to jail for a long time.

Do you know why?

He hurt Mommy.

Did you see him do that?

I'm not supposed to tell.

Well, I think
it would be all right to tell me.

No, it's all right.
You don't have to do that.

It's all right.

They were yelling
and yelling,

and he hit her,

and all the books fell down,

and then he left.

And I tried to hug her,

but she pushed me away.

She told me to go to bed

and she...

Then she...

She picked up the gun.

After he left?

And it made a loud noise.

And my mommy died.
My mommy died!

It's okay.

What have you done?

She's sleeping.

My daughter
was an only child,

and she was spoiled.

She was used to having
her own way.

And Lord knows,
she had a lot of problems.

But she didn't deserve
to die.

Railroading Bowman
isn't gonna change that.

The fact that
he didn't kill her

is simply an accident
of timing.

I wish to God I had pictures

of every time he beat her up.

But you don't.

He tricked us, all of us,

took us in
and then betrayed us.

He robbed us of everything

that was good
about this family.

He belongs behind bars.

Not for murder.
Yes, for murder!

He killed his first wife.

He was acquitted!
He was guilty!

You don't know that!

This is a recording

my granddaughter was making
for my birthday.

I found it
still in the tape recorder the next morning.

Don't!

I'll call the police.
You leave and I'll call the police!

You humiliate me
one more time and I'll kill you.

Big man.
Big, scary man!

I swear I'll kill you.
I got away with it before.

Don't push me.

I'll do it again!

Oh, don't hurt me.

Big man.
Big, scary man!

I swear I'll kill you.
I got away with it before.

Don't push me.

I'll do it again!

He leaves right after that.

Then my daughter's suicide
is also recorded,

establishing, of course,
that at least this time, he was not responsible.

When I found Debbie,
I wiped her fingerprints off the gun,

threw it
into the trash compactor, and I called the police.

I didn't think,
until much later,

about fixing the photographs.

You take it with you,
Mr. Magnum.

Listen to it
as many times as I have

and then tell me
if what I did was wrong.

How'd the hearing go?
They gonna get your license?

Aldridge withdrew the charges.
Hit-and-run tactic.

How you doing?

Well, the jury selection
went faster than I expected.

He's rushing me,
hoping to push me off balance.

Well, you're too wily
for that.

I was gonna call you later.

I've got you
on the docket tomorrow.

I'm gonna be introducing
the tire track pictures,

so you'll have to explain
how you went about taking them,

how you know that they match
the tires on the Rolls, all that stuff. Okay?

Is tomorrow all right?

Carol, the tracks
don't prove anything.

You don't need me to testify.

When you've built a case
on overwhelming circumstantial evidence,

you need to present
every piece

of that overwhelming
circumstantial evidence.

I know the tire tracks
aren't important by themselves,

but they do corroborate
the neighbor's testimony.

I... I just don't know.

Oh, come on, Thomas.
Don't hang me up.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Private investigators
often work right on the fringes of the law.

As a private citizen,
I had no legal obligation

to tell anyone
that Bowman was innocent.

But what about the moral
and ethical obligations?

I wanted time
to make the right decision,

but it was clear
I wasn't in control of how much time I'd have,

or of anything else,
for that matter.

These are superb specimens,
Kenji.

They'll look
absolutely magnificent once they're planted.

It will be comforting
living once again in an ordered universe.

Hi, Thomas.

I'm sorry if I was
kind of short with you today.

I guess I'm a little nervous
about the case.

Will you call me back?
I need to talk to you.

All right, Magnum,
what is it that you want?

Well, I was hoping
I had butter,

but I guess I'll just
have to eat it plain.

Don't be flippant.
I'm referring to that collection of scrap metal

and baling wire
that you so whimsically call your car.

What do you want
to get rid of it?

I would love to get
rid of it, Higgins, but I can't.

The guy who sold it to me
won't take it back,

and if I sell it as is,
I'll lose money,

so I guess I'll just
have to take it to T.C. For another look.

Popcorn?
No.

It's perfectly obvious
what you're doing.

You're resisting
my plan

to go back
to a military regimen.

This is all
an elaborate trick to get the Ferrari back.

But it won't...
Aren't you going to answer your phone?

No.
As I was saying, it won't work.

It's not a trick.
And don't answer my phone.

You can't just
let it ring endlessly.

Don't answer my phone!

Hey, Thomas, if you're worried
about testifying,

we can talk about
what you're going to say.

But at least call me
and let me know you're going to be there tomorrow.

Okay? Please?

I don't know what else to say.
Call me.

You're worried
about testifying tomorrow?

I don't think I'm going to.

Trial by jury is one
of the cornerstones

of democracy.
I know that, Higgins.

And yet you would
avoid your civic duty?

Well, what would you do?

I just found out this guy
killed his first wife and was acquitted.

He can never be tried
for that crime again.

Well, even so,

I realize there are flaws
in the system, but...

But, Higgins, he's about to go
on trial for a second murder.

Then this time, surely,
justice will prevail.

Will it?

I have the proof
that he didn't commit this crime.

Proof he doesn't
even know about.

So what's my civic duty?

Do I go forward
and inform the court that he's innocent

and let him walk away again?

Or do I just keep quiet

and let him go to jail
for a crime he didn't commit?

Well, you can't
take these matters into your own hands.

That's vigilantism.

That's anathema to everything

that is civilized
and virtuous in human society.

It might also be justice.

Poetic justice, at least.

I'll call the police!

You humiliate me
one more time and I'll kill you!

Big man.
Big, scary man!

I swear I'll kill you.
I got away with it before.

Don't push me.

I'll do it again!

Hello?

Thomas,
are you all right?

Carol, if I take the stand,

what do I have to testify to?

Just the photographs.
That's all the physical evidence you have,

unless you've come up
with a signed confession.

That was a joke.

You will be there,
won't you, Thomas?

That's my car!

And it is
your expert opinion

that these tracks
were made by the tires

which are on the Rolls-Royce
driven by the defendant?

Yes.
Thank you.

Mr. Magnum,
how long have you been a private investigator?

Object.

Overruled.
The witness will answer the question.

About six years.

About six years.

And before that, you were
in naval intelligence, is that correct?

Your Honor, I...
Establishing the credibility of the witness, Your Honor.

Something the prosecution
has already managed to do.

May I?

These tire tracks,
Mr. Magnum,

they're very impressive.

Is this the kind of work
you did for your country?

Your Honor, I object.

Withdraw the question.

Mr. Magnum, you testified
that these tracks

match the tread on the tires
of the Rolls-Royce driven by the defendant

on the evening
of July 18th of this year, is that correct?

Yes.

I see.

Can you pinpoint for me
the exact hour that those tracks were made?

No.

I see.

Or, perhaps, who was driving
the car the night the tracks were left in the mud?

Can your photographs
tell us that? No.

Your Honor, I object.

Yet this is the only
physical evidence that you bring into this courtroom

to tie this man to a crime
he did not commit.

No.

What?

No, it is not the only
physical evidence I have

of the events of that evening.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

I'm trying to answer
the question you asked me.

Your Honor, we request
a brief recess.

The witness
will be allowed to answer the question, Counselor.

I have a tape recording
of the defendant and the victim...

No!
You're not going anywhere!

...the night
that she was killed.

Your Honor,
there is no foundation laid for this evidence

before anything
can be played here.

I'll call the police.
You leave and I'll call the police!

You humiliate me
one more time and I'll kill you!

Big man.
Big, scary man!

Objection! Objection!
Objection! I swear I'll kill you.

I got away with it before.
Don't push me.

I'll do it again!

Your Honor...

Objection sustained.

Testimony will be struck
from the record,

and the jury is admonished
to disregard it.

I will meet with counsel
in my chambers.

You will join us, Mr. Magnum.

Your conduct
in court today was absolutely inexcusable.

This is hardly the first time
you've testified in a court of law.

You know better than
to bring unsubstantiated tapes to the witness stand.

Your Honor, you didn't hear
what was on the rest of the tape.

I believe if you listen to...

Hearsay evidence, Your Honor.
There's no way of knowing whether that tape

has been altered
or manufactured. It hasn't.

It's an unproven,
unknown voice and therefore it's inadmissible.

The little girl can verify
the conversation, Your Honor.

Your Honor!

I'll hear the tape.

This is set on record.

Your conduct in court
was absolutely inexcusable.

This is hardly the first time
you've testified in a court of law.

You know better than
to bring unsubstantiated tapes to the witness stand.

Your Honor,
you didn't hear what was on the rest of the tape.

I believe if you listen to...
- Hearsay...

Your Honor, I don't know
how that happened.

I thought
I was turning it off.

I mean, the buttons
are so close together.

I'll tell you what was on
the rest of the tape.

There's no foundation.

I'd think there'd be
an exception made in this instance,

given the fact that evidence
has been destroyed.

Even if we had the tape,
it'd be hard to establish a foundation for its accuracy.

But, Your Honor, if you...

I'm afraid
I'm going to have to rule for the defense.

But I wanna make
one thing perfectly clear.

There will be
no more theatrics in my courtroom.

Now, we'll recess

while I consider
the ramification of the altered tape,

and then we'll resume
in an hour.

Looks like you outsmarted me
after all.

Thomas...
Let's go for a walk.

Did you ever find yourself
in a position

where you decide
to do the right thing,

no matter how hard it is,
and then you go and do it

and something else happens,
something entirely different

than what you thought
would happen,

and it turns out that that,
in an odd sort of way,

is probably more right
than what you had in mind in the first place?

You wanna run that by me
one more time?

No, I think
I better leave it alone.

What do you think
the chances are of a conviction?

If the judge doesn't declare
a mistrial, real good.

The jury was very impressed
with that tape.

Thomas,

it's better if I don't ask
what was on the rest of that tape?

Let's take a walk
down Queen Emma Street.

There's a great view
of the courthouse from the corner.

Come on.

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