All language subtitles for Raising the Bar s01e03 Will.eng

- [buzzer]
- [door slamming]

- Hoo! Looking good, man.
- Yeah, well,

I've already been informed that
my socks aren't a matched set.

Choice. There are no
accidents in life.

How you doin', Will?

Do you know Rikers is only 11
miles from the Statue of Liberty?

Largest penal colony.
How ironic is that?

Sixteen thousand of us.
Not that we can see the Lady.

- We know she's there. Big girl.
- Little over-caffeinated this morning?

One hundred fifty-one
feet tall, toes to torch.

I thought you lost
interest in numbers.

Is that what you want me to say in court?
Prove that I'm still fit?

[grunting]

Definitely fit!

You meant my mental health.

- I'm playing with you.
- Yeah, I got that.

You're a liar, and
an excellent lawyer.

Don't know if I told you.
Not a coincidence.

Reason I brought you
off the island...

- No. No. And no.
- No what?

Last gas for 32 miles?

Last chance to cut a deal
before we go to trial?

I've had a long time to
think about this, Jerry.

I had a year in the hospital,
another in jail just waiting,

- "waiting for Godot."
- Exactly.

Which is why the DA's willing to
reduce the charge, let you walk out

with a conditional discharge.

- Drop the other shoe, Jerry.
- An outpatient program.

- I don't need it! I'm fine!
- You've stopped taking your meds.

Who told you that? Harold?

No, no, no. George. George.
Curious George. And you believed him?

- I'm talking to you, Will.
- Like they want me to get out?

They're guards, Jerry!
They watch me.

But you have to take your meds.

- They make me feel like crap.
- They help.

Sure. Help me forget
why I want to die.

But then I can't think
of any reason to live.

It's good stuff, good stuff.

You want... I'll get you some.
When's your birthday?

What? What are you looking at?

A client I love.

But if you don't take this deal,
they'll know you're crazy.

Now that's slick.

Thanks.

- Marcus! Marcus, wait up!
- I'm already late.

Just headlines. - Cooper.
Two thumbs up on the plea.

- Trial comes off my calendar?
- He's thrilled.

- Wow. Now I can die happy.
- A felony's still overreaching.

You're not trying to renegotiate?
After all my generosity?

You spent 11 months exactly nowhere
until the case bounced over to me.

- To misdemeanor.
- Remind me why we're friends.

I taught you how to
roll a tight joint.

- You did no such thing.
- Whatever you say.

Later.

I know you never gone through
the door of a welfare office.

Can I call you Richard, Richard,
since you called me Kea?

- No offense.
- So we're good.

I'm gonna tell you what happened so
you have to use your imagination.

I get in line, it's 3:30.

They close at 5:00, so I
got plenty of time, right?

- Right.
- Wrong!

The mob in front of me
used it all up. I was next!

And then they closed the damn windows.
I need my check! I got mouths to feed!

- Kids?
- I look stupid to you?

No, it's just me and my grandmom.
Now, ask me where my mother is.

You wanna tell me?

Twenty-five to life at Bedford.
Never mind.

So they closed the damn windows...

And I wasn't gonna leave.
The guy took it personal.

- Which guy?
- This dog-ass security guard

thinks he's Denzel.
I was not disorderly.

You just wouldn't leave.

You need welfare, you're like a
life form lower than a roach.

I pick up litter.
That's my Work Employment job,

and they cut off my
benefits for missing days.

Chronic absenteeism, you know?
Because I gotta take a sick old lady

to the doctors. She rolls in a
wheelchair most of the time.

She can't go by her own self!
You think New York City streets

look any damn worse without
me and my pointy little stick?

I'm trying here! I'm doing my best.

Good day. Barrett, Sanchez, Kane,

Hunter, Norwood and
Banks on deck. Let's go.

- Like this is funny.
- You're almost home, Kea.

Docket ending 2475, People v.
Kea T. Banks.

Criminal trespass,
disorderly conduct.

The people don't oppose an
ACD, but we request an order

of protection for Jackson Hunter.
He's the security guard who was on duty

in human resources at the
time of the incident.

A trained, armed guard needs
protection from that little girl?

Are you five-foot-three, Ms.
Banks? - Not even with my shoes on.

Ms. Banks can't be banned
from the HRA office.

- She has a right to do business.
- Mr. Hunter has a right

to a fear-free work environment.

Who exactly are you
trying to impress?

That would probably be me, Mr.
Woolsley. Let's not bog down on this.

ACD, limited order of protection
for the guard. Let's go.

- [gavel smacks]
- Next case.

It means you can't threaten
him, harass him, annoy him...

Annoy? What if he's the
irritable type? Because he is.

Ignore this guy. Don't talk to him,
walk near him, don't look at him.

- Don't give him an excuse.
- This mess made my granny miss

a doctor's visit it took
me three weeks to get her.

Somebody like you needs a doctor,
you wait, what, three hours

and complain about service?
She's gonna miss another

because I still have to go
back and fix my benefits.

I can't get out ahead
of the problem.

Let me talk to a social worker in
our office, see if she can help.

Why don't ya just buy me a lottery ticket?
Do me about as much good.

Let me try, Kea.

[chuckles] And here I didn't
think I was gonna like you.

[humming]

The people are willing to
accept an E felony with a CD?

And an outpatient program,
Your Honor. - Day camp.

A structured setting where he can
get the help he needs, judge.

In case I didn't grasp
that, Mr. Kellerman.

[Kessler] I wish I shared
counsels' optimism,

but this was a notorious crime
with significant coverage.

- Jeez.
- Due respect...

Overdue from you, Mr. Kellerman.

A misunderstanding caused
by his mental condition.

Charge is robbery three. A visitor to
our city was assaulted for his camera.

This does not encourage tourism.

If you accept the disposition,
then no assault took place.

- The streets are safe.
- Glib. No.

- Your Honor, the people...
- The people are pushovers.

If you really cared, you would've
asked for residential treatment,

which I would have approved.
Notice the conditional tense.

Uh, "Would have."

I'm glad you understand
me, Mr. Cooper.

All right, I'll
accept an E with a CD,

but only in conjunction
with in-patient treatment.

Your Honor, you know how hard
it is to find psychiatric beds.

Make it your quest, Mr.
Kellerman, or proceed as scheduled.

I won't release defendant
without supervision.

Gotta consider the
safety of the public.

Mr. McGrath and I have
agreed on the disposition.

- So?
- You can't just...

Did I hear, "can't"?

No, ma'am.

It isn't very complicated.
Place your client or pick a jury.

[Kessler] Vince,
call the next case.

I didn't know I was such
a danger to society.

Because you're not.

I scared the judge.
She didn't hear the music.

No. She didn't.

[Will] In my own head, I'm still
a grad student, with a twist.

She sees a psychotic bipolar
paranoid schizophrenic,

which is technically true,
not to mention incurable.

- But manageable.
- Chronic craziness. Sure.

Oh, man.

It's time to grow up.

You know, 15 years is long enough to
figure out I'm not going back to school.

And I don't even have anywhere to
live that's not run by the state.

Giving me a job, that'd
be an act of charity.

A residential program is
not a bad option, Will.

- Steak and eggs and lovely women?
- At least you're not on Rikers.

I... I remember the last
day I passed as normal.

I was walking across the quad.
I was late for class. I was always late.

And it started snowing
these fat, soft,

doughboy snowflakes.

I put my head back, closed my eyes,

and I felt the snow
melting on my face.

And when I opened my
eyes, the snow was blue.

It was falling blue.

[Will] All around me.

It was so blue. Blue like
the eyes of a scallop.

A deep sea blue.

So beautiful.

And it meant that I was
finally, truly crazy.

My mind and I had gone
our separate ways.

And the worst part...

[chuckles] It was almost worth it.

I'm going to find
you a program, Will.

[knocking]

Kessler wants my guy in a
residential psych program

or the case goes to trial Wednesday.
Not a good outcome.

An admit by Wednesday?
Who's she kidding? Bobbi!

In Brooklyn, you have anybody
in mental health you can call?

Besides my mother? I... I have a
pretty good contact at Brookdale.

- Right side of the doors?
- So far. He's an administrator.

- What do you need?
- That's actually a long list.

- I bet.
- I'd start with a minor miracle

- if you got a bed for my crazy client.
- Come tell me all about it.

Kea, slow down, take a breath.
I can't understand you. Where are you?

[sighs] OK. Did you
answer any questions?

Good. Don't!

I'll get into it.
It'll be all right, don't worry.

Come on!

I did what you told me, Richard.

I ignored that man like he hadn't been
born yet, which gets him all puffy.

He gives me the evil eye
the whole time I'm in line.

After a couple hours,
I need to pee, right?

OK. - The lady behind
me saves my place,

but he won't let me back
in line, to mess with me!

The windows woulda closed again!
So I pay him no attention,

like you said, and
that's what happened.

The DA's charging you with first degree
assault and violation of the order.

- Something else happened, Kea.
- It ain't like I was trying to hit him.

- Did you hit him?
- He grabbed my arm!

I don't have to take that from nobody.
He assaulted me.

- And you defended yourself?
- My bag bumped into him.

That's all?

It may have been swinging...
a little.

[sighs]

When can I go home?

Not as soon as you'd like.

- Kea Banks.
- Remind me?

Assault one, HRA office.
You caught that?

The hooker that attacked the
security guard with a deadly weapon.

- First, she's not a hooker.
- Don't read your clients' rap sheets?

- Gets depressing.
- Bust three years ago.

- And conviction.
- Does not make her a hooker.

- Didn't attack him.
- Slammed the guy with a bag

- the size of a cart.
- Amazed he's breathing.

Don't minimize this.
She almost blinded him.

- The rhinestones tore his cornea.
- He was manhandling her.

- He was maintaining public order.
- There wasn't a problem

until your guy created one.
He abused authority to entertain himself.

So boo-hoo it to a jury
or plead her to five.

You want five years out of this girl's
life over a tussle she didn't start,

with an armed man who had 100 pounds
on her and too much hostility?

- You don't know him.
- I know my client.

She hurt a cop, Richie.
This is a peace officer,

a government official,
who had protection

against your client which didn't stop her.
I'm not feeling sympathy.

And I'm late.

Probation and we can
stop talking about it.

Brookdale was maxed
with a waiting list,

but that friend I told you?
The administrator?

- It's here on my desk.
- He busted his balls for you.

- No, no, no. Not me. You.
- OK, whatever.

- There you are, sucker.
- He found the last vacant bed

- in all the five boroughs.
- But...

No buts. It's yours. Your guy just
needs an intake interview to qualify.

- You got him a program?
- Here's the number to call.

You're a bigger slob
than I am. - What?

This is organized by
chronology, newest on top.

Right.

Oh, hey, Brooklyn. Thanks.

[sighs]

I can argue circumstances, but I can't
change that this guy was injured.

What are you talking about?
He got a little tap.

- They don't mean he was hurt.
- Yes, they do.

For real?

Enough to get in the
way of the right offer.

Did you explain it was
more like an accident?

And I'll keep squeezing the
DA, but she's pretty wound up.

I can't go to jail! There's
nobody to look after my granny.

The lady down the hall,
she been bringing in food,

but she's struggling, with three babies
and a man not worth the air he wastes.

- Granny can't live by herself.
- I'll try to get her some home care.

[scoffs]

But she's gonna need a
longer solution, Kea.

How long?

Assault one, with the injury,

that's technically a
five-year minimum, max of 25.

- Technically?
- But the DA has offered

- to hold it at five.
- Years?!

She might improve on that.

It's not right, but
it's what the law says.

And here I was thinking
30 days would be a lot.

This shouldn't have even happened!

I know. I know. But now
we have to deal with it.

The doctors don't care if
they make you late to work,

but that won't save your job.

I wouldn't have even been in that
building, I wouldn't have met that man

and I wouldn't be talking
to you right this minute

if anything ever just went right!

Five years?

We're not done yet.

Come on. Are you never in?

Dr. Daniels, this is Jerry Kellerman
again from the public defenders office.

For the fifth time, if you
could call me back, please?

Since, maybe, it's actually urgent.

- I need a car.
- I need a week in Jamaica,

and I don't mean Jamaica, Queens.
Can you even drive?

- I have a license. I've driven.
- Where you going off the transit map?

Oakview Hospital. - Program
Bobbi set up for Mr. Cooper.

The psych evaluator's too
lazy to call me back,

so I'm just gonna show up and embarrass
him into doing the interview.

I know it's not part of your
nature, but asking nicely

- actually works better and faster.
- Not really.

- Ever try it, other than Saturday?
- I'll keep that in mind. Keys.

You don't always have to piss off
the world. Just a suggestion.

Did I not say "please"?
And thank you. - You're welcome.

All intake interviews have to be done
here at the hospital, Mr. Kellerman.

- Why?
- Hospital policy.

My client's in custody.
He can't come to you.

- He's charged with a violent crime...
- No, no. It's a rob three,

- a non-violent D felony.
- Any history of violence or arson...

He doesn't. - Then he's
eligible for evaluation.

But we don't have the resources
to interview incarcerated persons.

So you only admit patients who
can afford bail, is that correct?

You're deliberately
twisting my words.

- I'm sorry. Explain the difference.
- It's not our intention.

Intention's irrelevant here.
The fact is your policy

deprives clients of access to
mental health care at this facility,

which is funded by the
state of New York.

Don't bother trying to bully me.

I deal with aggression.
I'm used to it.

I'm happy to see your client, here.

Listen, Dr. Daniels, you
can make an exception.

Except hospital policy is "
no exceptions."

I don't make the policy.

Your Honor, if you could reduce the bail
to zero and temporarily parole Cooper...

- I admire your creativity.
- Just for a few hours.

I'd escort Mr. Cooper
to his intake interview,

then bring him back to court
for you to re-set bail

- until he can be transferred.
- The people in cahoots?

I wouldn't say "cahoots," b
ut people have no objection

to allowing Cooper's
release for this.

He'd be in the custody of
an officer of the court.

- I always forget that about you.
- Thank you, judge.

I'll take your request
under advisement.

I don't want to lose this bed.
It's the only one available.

A ten-minute recess won't make any
difference except in my comfort level.

Vince, call it. - Court is
adjourned for ten minutes.

[chuckles]

- You spoil me, Charlie.
- Somebody has to.

There are days when I feel
like I'm a playground cop

- trying to get kids to line up.
- It's an important job.

- Don't knock it.
- Still wanna be a judge?

Create order out of chaos?
Absolutely.

Most days I don't feel powerful.

I just feel cranky in
my stylish polyester.

I love the robe.
It's the symbol of authority,

the right to free the innocent
and punish the guilty.

OK, Judge Sagansky. How would you
rule on Kellerman's bail motion?

Keeping in mind if you
make the wrong decision,

you'll expose the real world to
consequences you should have foreseen.

OK. If I'd insisted upon
a residential program

as a condition of discharge, the correct
ruling would be to facilitate admission.

Wouldn't make a demand and refuse
to allow it to be satisfied.

But what if that's the safe choice and
you're just trying to protect yourself?

"Yes" is not always a
position of weakness.

You're braver than I am.
You're gonna make a good judge, Charlie.

After carefully considering
your request, Mr. Kellerman,

assuming the people haven't
had a change of heart...

No, Your Honor. - [Kessler]
Court will parole Cooper.

But the two of you will reappear in
this courtroom no later than 4pm today

- if counsel knows what's good.
- Thank you, Your Honor.

Thank you.

Come on, Will.

[intercom] Occupational
therapist...

- Just be yourself, Will.
- And who is that?

Assuming I get in here,
when do I get out again?

All goes well, 18 to 24 months,
all right? It's our best shot.

Although you won't be the one
shuffling around the halls.

- Beats the yard at Rikers.
- Right.

Thoughts of harming
yourself or others?

Everyone has thoughts
like that sometimes.

Kids say, "I wish you were dead.
" Wives say, "My husband's gonna kill me."

That's not what you
mean, is it? - Correct.

I try to keep my problems from
bumping into other people.

- Although you're charged with robbery.
- Third degree, non-violent.

The man was following me.
And that's not a delusion.

He'd been behind me for blocks.
He was taking pictures.

I knew he was from Homeland Security.
You could tell by looking at him.

I only wanted him to
stop taking pictures.

I wasn't after his camera, just my image.
That's mine, not his.

- No prior history of violence?
- No.

Arson?

You... It wasn't arson.

- There's no record of any arson.
- Because it was juvenile.

- Nothing major happened.
- I advised you.

[Will] It was a little trash can fire
at school, more of a science experiment.

The fire department made
more of a mess than the fire.

I wasn't trying to burn
anything down, or up.

Aren't prepositions weird
when you think about 'em?

It was an accident, not arson.

- What's wrong?
- Juvenile records are meant

- to give people second chances.
- This is about safety.

What did I do?

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

I was just trying to
answer the question.

Don't worry about it.

- Thank you.
- [woman] You're welcome.

This is nice. You forget
what it's like to be out.

Quiet. Thanks, Jerry.

- I should've warned you.
- Oh, come on. You didn't know.

Don't try to make this your fault.
Only Jesus walks on water.

Lemme call your parents, Will.

- You ever go see the Mets?
- On TV.

I wish we could go
to a game together.

We should do that. We'll do that.

How many years from now?

What if your family can get
you in a private facility?

Look, I don't have a family.

I have next of kin hoping for
notification that I'm dead.

In so many ways, I already am.
Breathing can be deceiving.

- I wanna call your parents.
- Oh, man. You don't give up.

- Let me call them?
- That much optimism would get

me dosed for mania.
You ever been evaluated, Jerry?

Personally, I think anybody
who passes as normal

hasn't spent time with
a shrink. - So, yes?

I don't want to know about it.

- OK.
- You close to your parents?

No. Not particularly.

- What'd you do?
- [chuckles]

It's a...

- I'm a disappointment.
- What?!

Went to law school, passed
the bar, you're an attorney.

Every mother's dream,
next to being a doctor.

Yeah, they wanted you to be a doctor.
One of them a doctor?

No, no, no. Mom's a bookkeeper,
my dad's an electrician.

No, they're... They're proud I'm a lawyer.
Just the wrong kind.

Don't like you putting
guilty people on the street.

When I can have the Kellerman
name in gold on a door?

- Double doors.
- Yeah, right.

They think you squandered your
law degree on people like me.

Something like that.

- Time for a refill on the coffee?
- Can we get it to go?

Yes, counselor, I'm disappointed, too.
We'll get over it.

Issue bench warrants for Mr.
Cooper and Mr. Kellerman.

- You are late, counselor.
- I apologize for delaying the court

- 112 seconds, Your Honor.
- Cancel the bench warrants.

- What?!
- Has Mr. Cooper been accepted?

Not yet... - [Kessler]
Do not play that game.

- I accommodated you.
- I just need...

You need to shut up.
Bail for your client is re-set

at the original $5,000, cash or bond.
This trial commences tomorrow.

[Kessler] Don't you
dare whine about it.

- Little pick-me-up?
- Ooh, You know my weakness.

Only in beverage department. Any luck
with social services for Granny Banks?

I can start a home worker Monday.

There won't be the love, but Mrs. Banks
won't be lying dead on the floor either.

Until things get worse,
which they tend to do.

I love good news.

[Jerry] I'm sorry. I wouldn't have come
like this, but you're Will's last hope.

If he loses at trial, he can get
up to seven years in prison.

Good! We'll know where he is with a
roof over his head and regular meals.

- Catherine, he's trying to help.
- Not us, Dad. He wants money.

Yes, I am. But not to pay me, I
get paid by the state of New York.

I'm asking you to put Will
in a private facility.

- Again. It doesn't work.
- The only thing this judge

is going to accept is
a residential program.

But there are no beds
available, except private.

Psychoeducation, psychotherapy,
family therapy, community therapy,

vocational rehab, social rehab...

I've lost track of the programs we have
put him through. The best clinics...

- The most expensive.
- It doesn't matter! It's only money!

It is your savings, your pensions.

Trying to saddle you with bills
you can't afford for a problem

you can never fix. There is no
cure for paranoid schizophrenia.

You're wrong. Almost 60 percent improve.
It can be managed!

Not the treatment-resistant
kind, which is what Will has.

And with relapses, he's worse.

They're scared of him.

I get that.

He broke Dad's arm the
last time he was here.

He didn't think it was me.
You know he has delusions. I was the enemy.

[Catherine] He promised
he would stay away.

[man] And he didn't
break his promise.

- He sent somebody else.
- He didn't ask me to come.

- I'm here on my own.
- Does he want to see us?

- Mother? You can't.
- No, I know. You're right.

We made a decision
the last time....

...that it was the last time.

I'm sorry I bothered you.

Will you tell him that we love him?

I'm not gonna tell him I saw you.

[distant bell ringing]

[laughter, chatter]

[man] Excuse me.

Five-year sentence.
She'll do four years, four months.

Is that the right outcome?

- I don't make the laws.
- You make the deals.

- Five is a good offer.
- How's your victim's eye?

Thanks for your concern. Mr.
Hunter is slowly recovering.

Not so slowly. He's scheduled to work today.
You'll never make an assault one.

- The best I can do is D and two.
- I'll talk to her.

- She'll do way worse in trial.
- [man] Woolsley?

Excuse me.

Hey. Over here.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Roz told me what happened
at Oakview. I'm sorry.

- No, you came through. I screwed up.
- It was nothing, really.

- Wow. Arson?
- You had no way of knowing.

- All I had to do was ask my client.
- Don't beat yourself up.

- We're lawyers, not psychics.
- Need a drink to wash all that down?

Lunch consisted of half
a can of breath spray.

Very nutritious. Was that a yes?

No, I eat a lot faster than
I drink and I have to go.

St. Vincent's.

But I wanted to offer my
condolences about the bed.

- You were waiting for me?
- Sort of.

Thank you.

Hey.

Just a wild guess. You got nowhere?

It's not like that, she's married.

I'm talking about inpatient
for your boy Cooper.

Yeah. No, it's not gonna happen.

Are we at least on the
same subject? - Will Cooper.

I did not want to try this case.
We had a solution.

Yeah, but not a resolution.
There's a big difference.

Yeah. Two-and-a-third to seven.

Sittin' on Kessler's
knee too long, Charlie.

- Or the other way around.
- I bet you did not even just say that.

You're right. I didn't say it.
I didn't even think it.

- You know what? I can drink at home.
- Slippery slope, man.

Whatever. See you
in court tomorrow.

Oh, dear. That means
you're staying.

The faster you say yes,
the sooner I'm gone.

The schizophrenic camera
snatcher? - Don't even.

Dismissed felony off
the indictment...

- What's the matter with you?
- ...leaving petty larceny...

Sending a message to every hick
tourist that New York streets

- are a menace to life and limb.
- There wasn't injury.

Miracles occur! But not in court.

- The guy needs treatment.
- Am I supposed to care?

We get paid to convict.
Earn your paycheck, Marcus.

Stop worrying so much.
It just gets in the way.

You think I should take
the deal? Two years?

It's a lousy offer, but it's
the best one you're gonna get.

A jury has normal people.
They're gonna see it my way.

Kea, you'll do at least a year
before you even go to trial.

Or, with good behavior, you'll
already be counting down.

To what? Where's my future
with a record for assault?

- I already can't find a job!
- I wish this were different.

- What happens to Granny?
- Home care starts on Monday.

Will you make sure she's all right?

I'll do everything I can.

Then I guess there's a deal.

- Ready for this?
- Sure.

- No.
- Me, neither.

[Marcus] Could you describe how Mr.
Cooper approached you?

I was on the bus bench. He came toward
me, yelling and waving his arms,

but New Yorkers have a rep
for gettin' aggressive.

[man] All day every day, there's
arguments on the streets,

cars honkin', shouting out windows.
That's just New York.

What was your reaction when Mr.
Cooper came toward you?

I wasn't too worried, until the guy
started ranting about me taking pictures

for Homeland Security. And I went,
"Oh, wow, he's, you know..." [chuckles]

Actually, no. I don't know.
Use your words, Mr. Reilly.

The court reporter can't
transcribe hand signals.

- He's crazy.
- See, was that so hard?

- I didn't want to hurt his feelings.
- Mr. Cooper's feelings

are the least of his problems.

Do you, or have you ever
worked for Homeland Security?

No, sir. I... I sell phones.
I'm a phone rep.

All right, let's get back to the bus bench.
What happened next?

I stood up. I raised my hands
like this, with my palms out,

shoulder-height and
elbows straight.

[Marcus] Ready to defend yourself.

[man] In Boston, we don't
go without a fight.

- What did Mr. Cooper do?
- He told me to hand over the camera.

- Did you?
- I did not.

It's an expensive piece of equipment.
I told him to go f...

Inappropriate language, which I'd not
like to dishonor the court by repeating.

- What was Mr. Cooper's response?
- He grabbed my camera off me

- and ran like hell.
- Did you chase?

For a little ways, but luckily
there was a cop when you need one,

and he did his job.

Thank you. Nothing
further, Your Honor.

It's been a long day for everybody,
so I'm not gonna take a lot of time.

Know how you said you raised
your hands, palms out,

shoulder high,
elbows straight? - Yep.

Where was your camera?

'Cause, like you said,

it was an expensive piece
of hardware, right? Heavy.

Oh, yeah.

Maybe you're stronger than I am,
being from Boston. Judge, may I?

Looks like a two-handed
camera to me.

I'm thinking, maybe, I
set it down next to me.

The bench, so you'd
have hands free.

[man] That's probably
what happened.

Mr. Cooper didn't actually grab
the camera off you, did he?

If you weren't holding it like
you've admitted, the camera was not

actually taken from your person?

I'd say he took it off the bench.

- That's what I'd say, too.
- The guy mugged me!

No. According to your
testimony, he took your camera.

The fact is he never
actually touched you, did he?

- No... I guess he didn't.
- Don't guess.

He didn't touch me.

One more question, Paul:
Were you taking his picture?

Yeah, I was. I...

I thought he had an
interesting face.

Thank you. I'm done, Your Honor.

[man] Will the
defendant please rise?

Yes, I will. I'm Will.

[clerk] In the matter of The People of
New York v. William R. Cooper,

on the count of robbery in the third
degree, how does the jury find?

Not guilty. - [man] Second
count of the indictment,

charging petty larceny,
how does the jury find?

Guilty.

- No. That's good. It's OK.
- Thank you, Ms. Forewoman

and your fellow jurors.

Mr. Cooper, you stand before this court,
convicted of one misdemeanor count

of petty larceny. It is my intention
to sentence you to the maximum penalty

- available to me by law.
- Wait for it, wait for it.

And that is one year in jail.
I do this reluctantly,

knowing full well that the court cannot
hold you, since you have already served

your time awaiting this trial.

The defense moves for
release from custody.

As soon as the holds are cleared, Mr.
Cooper, you're free to go home.

Where would that be?

[Will] Unbelievable,
unbelievable, unbelievable!

- You're a free man.
- Behind bars.

Just until you're processed out.
Then I want you to go and register

for an outpatient program.
Are you listening to me, Will?

Did you notice the judge's
name is Trudy Kessler?

Yeah, she doesn't look
much like a Trudy.

No, no, no. That's a five-letter name.
And what's my cell block? Block five!

Oh, man. Jerry, Jerry, there are
five letters in your name. That's...

Three fives, 35.
My parents' address? Thirty-five!

- I know.
- You know?

It's in your file.

Here's the name and address
of the program, Will.

It's a good place, OK?
It's all out-patient.

It'll keep you stable.
Promise me you'll call.

I've got other plans.

Like what?

I want to see it snow blue again.

I want to lie down like a kid
and make a snow angel in it.

I know how to do that, Jerry.
I know where to go now.

- That's not what you want.
- I know how to get there.

Cooper, wave goodbye. Let's go.

- I don't need this.
- Keep it.

See ya. Thank you.

You worry too much.

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