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What is that?

Hey! Take it easy.

This is touch football.

It's a fumble.

It's a friendly game, Stu.
Dial it back a little.

( laughing )

What the hell?!

What? I'm going
for the ball!

Come on! What, huh?!

What are you
gonna do?!

Gonna keep talking?

Keep talking.
How's your wife

and my kids?
Get out of my face.

You know, it's the same thing
every game.

Why is Stu
so aggressive?

Hey!

Touchdown!

Ya-hoo!

Yeah!

John?!

Somebody get an ambulance!

John?

DRUMMER:
Now, the victim's name was John Hulse.

Now, believe it or not,

he was killed
in a so-called touch football game.

Apparently,
every Saturday

he and his buddies
got together

to play macho man
in the park.

Wait, wait a minute.

John Hulse? Oh, my God.

You knew him?

Yeah. Uh, we went
to high school together.

He was the most popular kid
on the planet;

on the homecoming court,
captain of the football team.

This is awful.

What happened?

Well, he took
a forearm

to the back
of the head in the game,

and died in the hospital
an hour later.

I was a sophomore
when he was a senior.

He's also married.

His wife's name is Laurie.

Laurie Kennedy.

Yeah, they were high school
sweethearts.

You know her, too?

Well, not personally,

but everybody knew
who Laurie was:

prom queen, head cheerleader.

Did somebody hit John
on purpose?

Yeah, it looks
that way.

A guy named Stu Green.

Stu Green killed John?

You know him, too?

In high school, Stu and John
used to compete over everything:

girls, sports.

Stu used to date Laurie
until she dumped him for John.

Everybody at school
always talked about it.

You don't think
this is still over the girl?

Just tell me
exactly what happened.

According
to witnesses,

Green was trying to take the
victim out the whole game.

It was a blind hit
from the back

after the play was over.

Hitting him
was one thing,

but was he trying
to kill him?

That's the issue.

We can't go to a jury

until we know
Green's intent.

They hated each other in high
school, I'll tell you that.

My point is, you can't charge
murder every time someone dies.

Look at it this way.

If I punch someone

and they fall and hit their head
and die, that's not murder.

I didn't want
them to die

and I had no reason to think
they might with one punch.

Hmm.

Involuntary manslaughter.

LAURIE:
Involuntary?

Stu hit John
on purpose.

I understand, but...

You have a dozen
witnesses.

Stu killed him.

This isn't a final decision.

The involuntary manslaughter
charge allows us to hold him

while we continue
our investigation.

We want to make sure
we understand Stu's intent.

Can you tell me anything,

any reason why Stu might have
wanted to hurt your husband?

John and Stu
never got along.

They were always
competitive.

But no, nothing
different lately.

Any chance they were fighting
about you?

No.

Didn't you used
to go out with Stu Green?

When I was a sophomore
in high school.

John and I have been
married for ten years.

I swear to God,
I never meant to ki...

...kill him.

What happened?

I...

I got too caught up
in the game.

I can't quite get
the whole touch thing down.

We used to go
all out.

I know.
I remember.

We were in the same high school.

Class of '97.

You were two years ahead of me.

I'm sorry, I don't... I...
I didn't remember that.

But if you knew us back then,

you knew how it was
with John and me.

I remember there was no love
lost between you.

We were rivals.

Look, I swear,
this was an accident.

I lost control.

I got way too aggressive,
but I never meant to hurt him.

How's John's wife?

She must be
devastated.

( phone ringing )

Excuse me.

Speaking of Laurie Hulse,

what is your relationship
with her?

This is Annabeth.

It's Maureen.

I need you to meet me
at the morgue.

What's going on?

The M.E. has
a late-breaking news flash.

It's still hard

to believe
one punch could kill a man.

M.E.:
Well, the ultimate cause of death

was a ruptured blood vessel
near the base of the brain,

most likely a result
of the blow.

But the killer
had some help.

The vessel was weakened
to begin with.

Weakened how?

The PH in the victim's blood
was abnormally low,

which usually suggests
renal failure.

So, I took a sample
of the kidney tissue,

and it was loaded with
calcium oxalate crystals.

Oxalate is a telltale sign
of ethylene glycol poisoning.

John was poisoned?

Do we have to ask

what ethylene whatever it is,
or are you going to tell us?

Ethylene glycol-- an industrial
compound, odorless, colorless,

easily maskable
and very, very lethal.

Widely available
to the public as antifreeze.

Nine out of ten poisoners
recommend it.

I'm assuming
there's no way

he could have accidentally
ingested it?

I wouldn't bet on it.

No, I'd say football game
or no football game,

this gentleman had
less than 48 hours to go

before his body shut down.

Which, by the by,
would have looked

to the untrained eye
like a heart attack.

His body was
a walking time bomb.

And Green's hit lit the fuse.

-???
-Yeah

Apparently, the poison
in John's system

weakened
his blood vessels.

When he got hit
on the field,

a vessel broke
and killed him.

He'd ingested three
full ounces of antifreeze.

This was no mistake.

Let me get this straight.

Someone was trying to kill your
old high school quarterback,

but Green beat him to the punch?

Exactly.

Any chance that Green was
involved in the poisoning also?

It seems unlikely.

I mean, if you're already
poisoning someone,

why go that extra step
and hit them?

They did have
a beef, right?

We have to
consider it.

But we have to look
at other suspects, too.

Poisoning's a crime

of intimacy.

You need trust and access,
and most cases

involve someone close
to the victim.

Ah, like someone
like his own wife.

I pulled those records
you asked me for.

It turns out this prom queen

stands to make
a fortune

from her husband's death.

There's only one catch.

John's parents made her sign
a prenuptial agreement.

What was in
the prenup?

Well, put it like this.

She gets nothing
if the marriage ends.

If she left him,
she cheated on him,

she walked away
from the entire fortune.

But if her husband died
while they were married?

She got it all.

How much is all?

Conservative estimate:

$10 million.

That is one hell of a motive.

You still think
Stu Green did it?

I'm thinking
a lot of things.

I'm thinking
maybe Green and the wife colluded.

Well, you say
they dated in high school.

Maybe they rekindled
their romance,

wanted Hulse out of the way?

Maybe.
Look, we're allowed

to hold Green
for 72 hours.

I plan to avail myself
of all them

while don't we do our homework.

Lou, find out how Hulse
was poisoned and when.

And why don't you two focus
on the victim's marriage?

Talk to friends, family,

see if they know anything
useful.

Actually, uh,
John's business partner

is an acquaintance of mine.

Nick Pletcher.
Don't tell me

you went to school
with this guy, too?

Okay, I won't tell you.

How well do you know this guy?

We went to the prom together.

( garbled radio transmission )

I don't understand
why this is necessary.

Mrs. Hulce, maybe you
should have a seat.

There is no easy way
to say this.

The medical examiner believes
your husband was being poisoned.

Poisoned?

I'm sorry,
I don't understand.

My husband died
in a football game.

I saw it happen.

We believe the poison
was ingested

within 24 hours of the game.

How is that possible?

I mean, who would do
something like that?

Detective.

Annabeth.

Nick.

Hi.

Thanks for meeting me.

It's no problem.
You know,

I was really glad
to hear that you were

in charge of the case.
So what's going on?

Has there been some
kind of change or...?

Actually, do you want
to grab a cup of coffee?

There's a place up the street.

Sure, yeah.

You think someone was
trying to kill John?

We know someone killed him.

He was poisoned.

Oh, my God.

Nick, how were John and
Laurie getting along?

What, you think Laurie
was involved?

We have to consider
everything.

These people were like
family to me, you know?

I loved them both.

I know.

Well, for a long time,
Laurie made John happy,

but lately
things were tough.

John said they were separating.

Do you have any idea
what the problem was? No.

It wasn't something John
could talk about easily.

And, frankly,
neither could I.

We always just preferred
talking sales figures.

John and I loved running
this business together.

Honestly, I don't know
if I want to run it anymore.

Not without him.

You guys started
right after college, right?

Yeah.

John's dad died
and left him the company.

I guess with all the money,

John wanted someone around
from the old days,

you know, somebody
he could trust.

I always loved that.

I mean, you and John
were so different,

but you were still friends.

People would always say that.

They were like, "What's the
captain of the football team

doing with that geek
from the debate squad?"

Hey, we were both on that squad,

and we were not geeks.

Oh.

Okay, we were geeks.

You know what?
I just flashed a memory of you

coming down the stairs
in your prom dress.

Oh, God.

You were not a geek, not at all.

I think I have some pictures
at home somewhere

that would prove you wrong.

It's been a while, huh?

I think the last time I saw you,

you were at the park playing
Frisbee with your dog.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I've just been
so busy, you know?

Come on, we've all been busy.

It can't be every two years
that I get to see you.

( cell phone rings )

Sorry.

This is Annabeth.

Okay, okay.

I'm on my way.

I'm so sorry,
I got to go.

It's okay.

It was so good
to see you.

You, too.

Hey, I want to see
those pictures.

This bottle was in the garbage
recovered at the Hulce property.

Catalyzed energy drink.

So called because of
the vitamins and minerals in each serving.

But this bottle had
a little something extra.

It was spiked with antifreeze.

You're saying this is
the murder weapon?

Correct.

I found the victim's saliva
on the lip.

Here.

Let me show you
how it works.

You're looking at
an untouched bottle

of lemon lime refreshment.

And this is three ounces
of garden variety antifreeze.

As you can see,
the color is very similar.

Now...

if I take some
of this antifreeze,

pour it into the bottle...

Hmm, you can't see
the difference.

That's right.

And antifreeze has
a fairly sweet taste.

So if you chugged this down
fast enough,

you wouldn't even taste it.

Which brings us
to the big question.

Any prints on the bottle?

Right, the prints.

I always leave the best news
for last.

There's two sets.

One for the victim,
John Hulce, and one

for his lovely, one-might-
infer-to-be-murdering wife.

I think we have probable cause
to arrest the wife.

You may be right,

but do we have
enough to go to trial

with what we have?

Laurie had opportunity galore.

The prenup gives us motive,

the prints on the sports drink

puts the murder weapon
right in her hand.

I don't know.
It's all still circumstantial.

What do we do with
Stu Green?

He's supposed to be arraigned
tomorrow.

I talked to Green's lawyer.

He's looking for two years
suspended in community service.

Do we have anything
to link him

with the poisoning?

Search of the house
yielded zip.

As far as we can tell,
Stu's only contact with John

was limited to
the football field.

And there's nothing
to suggest an affair

or collusion with Laurie.

I still think he was partially
responsible for the death,

but I can live with
that plea.

Okay, hold on.
No plea, no arrests.

Just everybody calm down.

If we arrest Laurie now,
she'll just lawyer up.

Why not call her in

one more time d confront her
with the evidence?

Maybe she'll implicate
herself or maybe

you can get her to confess.
And if that happens,

she'll be in front of a judge
by the end of the day,

in which case, then we make
the deal with Stu Green.

LAURIE:
You think

I tried to kill my husband?

ANNABETH:
Laurie, nobody's accusing you of anything.

Right now we're just
taking depositions

and gathering information.

We were told that
you and your husband

were having problems,
is that correct?

Yes, but we were working it out.

We were told
you were separating.

Who told you that?

Maybe while you're

considering all kinds of
baseless rumors,

you should also consider
that I loved my husband.

We were married
for ten years.

Mrs. Hulce, we know that
you and your husband

had a prenuptial agreement.

I don't believe this.

I was right.
You think I did it.

If the marriage was over,
you lost everything.

But if John died...

I'm leaving.

We have the bottle,
Mrs. Hulce.

The energy drink that was used
to poison your husband.

And that bottle has
your fingerprints on it.

Can you explain that?

I... I don't know.

You said
an energy drink?

John used them all the time.

He took them

to the gym with him.

Wait.

I think, okay, maybe this.

The day before the game,

I opened John's gym bag

and put his clothes
in the wash

and there was an empty bottle.

I threw it out.

I'm telling the truth.

We need to check out her story.

Laurie Hulce lives in
a million-dollar mansion.

How likely is it that she does
her husband's laundry?

I'm already on it.

Now I called the health club,
I spoke to the manager.

They don't even sell
that particular sports drink.

But get this--
about 20 minutes later,

I got a phone call from
the club's chief of security.

Why?
He wouldn't say.

He wants to meet me in person.

SECURITY OFFICER:
Now I talked to my manager.

Is it true you think
John Hulce was murdered?

Yes.

That sports drink
you were looking for,

that has something
to do with his death?

If you know something...

I can help you, but it's going
to cost me my job.

And I might even get sued.

What are you talking about?

In the last six months,

a few members had
their lockers busted into.

They lost wallets,
cell phones, watches.

And these are
rich guys who...

I'm listening.

My manager, he asked me
to handle it.

So I put a security camera
in the locker room.

You put a camera in an area
where people are changing?

I know it's illegal.

But no one was
supposed to see it.

It was just to stop
the break-ins.

I think this will help you.

That's Hulce.

Same kind of bottle.

Who's that?

Nick Pletcher,
John's business partner.

ANNABETH:
He was more than

just a business partner,

he was John's closest friend.

Well, as of now, he's
also a murder suspect.

Yeah, well, it's not
exactly a smoking gun.

Yes, it's the same kind
of bottle,

but how do we know it's
the one with the poison in it?

We don't.

But it fits the timeline.

And the autopsy report
said that Hulce

ingested the poison
24 hours before his death.

This was shot the day before.

I know John was the most
popular kid in high school,

but a lot of people
sure wanted him dead.

Wait, wait, wait.
This is crazy.

I know Nick Pletcher.

You knew him in high school.

Look, he didn't do it.

I'm sorry, I just don't think
he's capable.

Maybe not,
but we have to find out.

Let's start with
the business

that John and Nick shared.
Maybe something went sour there.

Call a judge

and get a subpoena
for all the company records

and send them all down
to the forensic accountant.

And, Lou, search
Nick Pletcher's house

and find me a link between him
and the antifreeze.

Hey.

Are you okay
on this?

I'm fine.

Steve, I'm fine.

If Nick was involved,

you know I'll do whatever it
takes to make a case.

Oh, come on, not the machines.

Look, I can understand why
you'd have to take the files,

but you can't take
our computers.

How am I supposed
to run a business?

We'll return the computers

just as soon as we copy
the hard drives.

ACCOUNTANT:
I uncovered

Nick Pletcher's signatures
all over these files.

He kept a tight grip
on the company books.

It's a partnership.

John focused on sales,
Nick managed the accounts.

I'm not surprised.

Most cases of
embezzlement happen

when one partner has
control of the money.

Nick was stealing
from the company.

Yes.

At first
I didn't see it.

The surface numbers
make sense,

but when I really
got into it...

How'd he do it?
He was creating phantom vendors.

Wrote paychecks to
subcontractors that don't exist

and then pocketed
the money for a total of almost 200 grand.

I also found this.

The IRS scheduled
an appointment

with John Hulce.
Do we know why?

They flagged some of
Nick's illegal transfers.

John knew Nick was embezzling
from the company?

We don't know.

He was killed two days before

he was supposed to
meet with the IRS.

ANNABETH:
200 grand?

What if Nick heard
the IRS was coming

and killed John to keep
him from turning him in?

And we should also
talk to Laurie again.

See if her husband
knew that his partner

was stealing
from the business.

While we're at it,
we can apologize

for accusing her
of the murder.

Hey, it's our job to make
judgments about people.

So...

you and this Nick Pletcher
are really friends, huh?

I've only seen him a couple
times since high school.

I went to his senior prom.

With him?

As his date?

It wasn't a date-date.

It was a friend's date.

But I always cared
about him.

LAURIE:
It just doesn't seem possible.

John loved Nick.

Did your husband ever mention
a problem with the money?

Did he ever say
he suspected...

No!

John did everything
for Nick.

He brought him
into the company.

He made him partner.

He always said that Nick was
the only one he could trust.

If it's true,
if Nick did this...

My computer techs tell me

that Nick Pletcher never
searched any Web sites

or Googled any info
on poisoning.

Well, maybe not
from home or work,

but I've been tracking
Nick's movements

around the time
of the murder,

trying to link him
to the antifreeze.

Why, he got a parking ticket

two weeks before his business
partner was poisoned.

Where do you think
he was parked?

Right in front
of the public library.

All right.

Excuse me.

Greetings, gentle reader.

You work here?

Uh... yes.
Um... Well, not here--

the reference desk, per se.

I... I help out
with those computers.

You ever see this guy before?

Oh, man. I'm...
I'm fired, right? Am I fired?

Take it easy.

You're a cop?

I said relax.

You want to answer
my question?

Um... Yeah, that guy.

He came in
last week, right?

He wanted to use the Internet,

and he didn't have
any ID on him.

Look, I know the rules--

you know,
Homeland Security,

and we're all supposed
to be on high alert

and all that.
And I told him.

I'm all, look, bro,
no ID, no Internet, right?

And... but he just
wouldn't quit.

So you let him use the computer?

Yeah. Uh... number three.
Um... right over there.

I brought the library's computer
into the crime lab.

And you're sure Nick Pletcher
used that machine?

Oh, no doubt.

The attendant made an ID.

We had the lab guy try
to figure out

exactly what Pletcher was
looking at on the computer.

He didn't erase his tracks?
He tried.

But we recovered a few images

from the cache,
and he did a search.

Keywords: "toxic chemicals,"
"antifreeze."

He also visited a medical site.

The impact

of calcium oxalate crystals

on the renal system.

Good enough for me.

Good work, Lou.
Bring him in.

Call Stu Green's
attorney,

accept the plea,
and cut him loose.

Annabeth,
what's going on?

The detectives
won't tell me anything.

I have no idea how
to ask you this, Nick,

so I'm going to come right out
and say it.

Did you try to kill John Hulse?

Annabeth, that's crazy.

I loved John. We were partners.

We know about
the embezzlement.

We know you
wrote checks

to phantom vendors.

We know you stole
almost $200,000.

Annabeth...

Nick, don't lie to me.

Look, I don't know what it is
that you think you know.

What I think I know?

I think you put

antifreeze in a sports drink

and gave it to John at the gym.

I think you researched how
to do it at the public library.

Annabeth, you know the kind
of person I am.

I knew a 17-year-old kid, Nick.

I have no idea who you are.

Please.

I can't change the facts.

Facts?

You're the prosecutor.

Facts are whatever
you say they are.

Look, I'm asking you

as a friend.

Wait. Wait, okay? Wait.

Just at least tell me

what I should do.

Get a good lawyer.

He's all yours.

You okay?

yes

the people are ready for trial.

We can't start
until we resolve the charges,

and I object to my client
being charged with murder.

He poisoned
the victim.

The M.E. said he
had less than 48 hours to live.

I believe that would
be attempted murder.

The truth is, Your Honor,

the poison didn't
kill him.

He died on a football field
of a broken blood vessel.

Yes. A blood vessel
weakened by the effects of the poison.

I'm sorry, but you can't
have it both ways.

They charged the
man who hit him

with manslaughter,

and you cannot charge my client
for causing the same death.

Yes, we can.
As long as the poison

made a critical contribution
to the way the victim died.

Okay, enough.

I admit this is all interesting,
but it's also academic.

Mr. Wright, if your client
poisoned the victim,

that's attempted murder,
and it's more than enough

to send him away for life.

Your Honor...
Let me finish.

The murder charge can stand.

The State can argue

the poison
made a critical

contribution to death.

You want to save your client,

Mr. Wright?

Stop arguing the law
and start arguing the facts.

So, you ready for this?

Did Maureen send you
to check up on me?

I'm not checking up.
I'm checking... in.

I just can't stop thinking
about Nick in high school.

We were friends
from the minute he moved

into our school district
in the ninth grade.

I guess, until then,
I'd been the only kid

whose parents were divorced,
and he understood how I felt.

In a million years,

I couldn't have
seen this coming.

I met my wife in high school.

Really?
You never told me that.

Yeah, well, I actually
didn't know it for a while.

I didn't
remember her.

She was two years behind me.

You're kidding.

No. And she waited until
our third date to tell me.

We were in
a play together.

Can you believe that?

I actually stood onstage
with my future wife,

and I didn't know it.

The point is,

you see what you want to see
in high school.

Not what's really there.

Thanks, Steve.

So walk me
through your strategy.

Well, we know there are reasons
to suspect Laurie.

She had a prenup, her prints
were on the poison bottle...

The real question is,
do you put her on the stand?

If we don't call her,
Wright can put her up himself,

and then it looks
like we were trying

to hide those things
from the jury.

I agree. It's better
they hear it from us.

We dismiss

the circumstantial evidence
against Laurie.

At the same time,

we convince the jury
our case against Nick

isn't just circumstantial.

The defense
will suggest that the bottle

in the locker room
video isn't the murder weapon.

But Nick's embezzlement,

the fact that
he researched the poisoning,

tips the scales our way.

Any chance in linking
the defendant to antifreeze?

Maybe.
The police found

some glasses and mixing bowls
when they searched his garage.

They're being tested right now.

ANNABETH:
March 16,

Hulse is contacted by the IRS.

March 18, Pletcher researches
the toxic chemicals

on the library computer.
And, finally,

between the time frames
of March 31 and April 1,

Hulse ingests a lethal
dose of antifreeze.

And were you able to determine

how the victim came
to ingest that antifreeze?

Yes. We found an empty bottle
of the Catalyst Energy Drink

in the trash
of the victim's home.

It was positive
for ethylene glycol.

Detective Drummer,

can you please
tell us what we're watching here?

This is a video

shot at the victim's
health club

24 hours before he died.

You see the defendant,
Nick Pletcher,

handing the victim
the exact same brand drink.

And you see
the victim drinking it.

And, the next day,
John Hulse was dead.

WRIGHT:
Detective,

can you prove that the bottle
depicted in this video

is the same bottle recovered
from the victim's trash?

No.

No. In fact,

do you have
any direct proof

that that drink
is poisoned at all?

Not direct, but circumstantial.

So that would be a no?

Objection.

Sustained.

You made your
point, Counsel.

Next question.

My next question is this.

Do you know where the drink
in the video came from?

By that, I mean do you know
who purchased it?

No.

No. So it's possible

the victim
bought that drink,

and my client is simply
holding on to it for him.

Well, I don't believe
that's true.

It's also possible
that the victim drank

from another bottle
altogether at some

different point in this 24-hour

window of time.
Let's say

on his way home,

or the next morning.

I don't know. You pick.

Yeah, the guy

told me he didn't
have any ID.

And I'm all, "Look,
nobody gets online

without
a driver's license.'

You let him use
the computer anyway?

Eventually, yeah.

I mean, the guy
was not taking no for an answer.

Your Honor,

these are the
screen captures

recovered from
the library computer,

and previously

admitted as People's Exhibit C.

May the record reflect

they include keyword searches
for "antifreeze" and

"toxic chemicals,"
as well as

a medical article on poisons.

The record will so reflect.

How old are you,
Mr. Reed?

Uh... 18.

18.

And, uh...
are you nervous today?

You're looking a little nervous.

I'm doing fine, bro. Yeah.

I'm glad. Could you

describe for me, please,
the gentlemen whom you allowed

to use
the library's computer

without proper
identification?

I don't have to describe him.

He's sitting right there.

So, um...

medium height,
about five-ten,

average build?
Yeah.

You just described about
half the men in this county.

Look, I saw the man.
I'm not lying.

Where's the question, Counsel?

Do you smoke marijuana,

Mr. Reed?

Objection.
Mr. Reed's

drug use is directly relevant

to his ability to proceed,
Your Honor.

Overruled.

The witness will answer.

Hey, man, I'm trying to help out

here, all right?

I mean, yeah,
maybe I smoke a little weed

from time to time. So what?

A little?
And how often, sir?

Once a day?

More than once a day?

How about that day, Mr. Reed?

Were you high that day?

No.
No?

May I remind you, sir,
you are under oath,

and perjury is a crime.

I don't know.
I mean, yeah, probably.

Yeah, probably.

I mean, so what?
That means

I can't recognize someone
'cause I'm stoned?

( chuckling )
Oh...

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Listen to me!

I write codes for
computer programs, all right?

I got accepted into
Northwestern, early admission,

and I got a 1400 on my SATs.

It was him.

Okay? I know

what I saw.
Yes.

A brown-haired man
of average height

who asked to
use a computer.

Very helpful.

It was him.

He did okay, right?

Assuming the jury liked
Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

What's next?

Forensic accountant.

Now, look, this
could get ugly.

Wright's whole strategy
is confusion.

He's going to
bury the jury

in numbers, columns
and accounting theory.

It's critical
the jury believes

that Nick Pletcher
was stealing,

and that he killed his business
partner to avoid being caught.

I'm ready.

Good.

This particular form
of embezzlement is quite sophisticated.

MAUREEN:
In what way?

In almost every way.

Nick Pletcher did more than
just create phantom companies.

He sent fake invoices.

He designed a letterhead.

He listed records
of his conversations

with executives who don't exist.

And none of this
was detected?

The IRS was scheduled
to meet with John Hulse.

They probably would
have found out then,

but Mr. Hulse was killed

two days before that meeting.

Thank you.

No further questions.

Mr. Meeks, you seem
to think that

my client
embezzled money from his business partner.

Yes.

But can you prove
that he murdered him?

No.

Of course not.

Nothing further.

ANNABETH
What the hell was that?

MAUREEN:
I can't believe it.

Nick's admitting
the embezzlement.

Wright knew we had
all that proof.

If he lied to the jury
and they didn't buy it,

he'd lose all
credibility.

So instead Wright says
my client is a thief,

but he's not a killer.

In a weird way,
it makes Nick look honest.

It still doesn't
negate what we have.

No, but in the jury's eyes,

it tips the scales
away from Nick.

Just in time for Laurie
to take the stand.

Why do I want a cigarette?

Well, maybe
this will help.

It's the lab reports
from the glass and bowls

we found
in Nick Pletcher's garage.

One of them,
laced with antifreeze.

Great.
But the weird thing is,

it says here

that it wasn't just antifreeze.

It was mixed together
with dog food.

Dog food?

Did Nick have a dog?

Yeah, a... terrier.

I've seen it.

We didn't find an animal

in the house or on the property.

Does this mean
what I think it means?

I don't believe it.

????

The police have
checked every single

animal hospital and
shelter in Marion County.

If the defendant's dog died,
he never brought it in.

That makes sense.

If he was testing
the poison,

he couldn't risk
someone finding out. Exactly.

Lou's got his guys
checking Pletcher's yard

as well as the land
behind his office.

Our guess is,
Nick buried the dog.

Good, but it's
still a long shot.

The issue now is what to do
about Laurie the prom queen.

Are we still planning on
putting her on the stand?

We have to call her.

Just make sure
Annabeth preps her, okay?

I do not want her
fighting up there. ( cell phone rings )

The more defensive she acts,
the more guilty she looks.

Maureen Scofield.

We found the dog.

You're kidding. Where?

A wooded area
behind Pletcher's house.

The techs are taking the body
to the lab now.

They found the dog.

ANNABETH:
Laurie, I have to be honest.

In most case, I can't wait
to put the victim's wife

on the stand.

It's usually some of the most
powerful testimony we have.

But... I'm concerned
this defense attorney may tear you apart.

But I didn't do anything.

You know that.
That doesn't matter.

We have the burden of proof.

They'll do whatever it takes
to raise reasonable doubt.

Ever since we started dating,

people questioned my motives
for being with John.

I'm used to it.

That doesn't change the fact
that I loved him.

Okay.

You show that to the jury.

Be calm and be composed.

I did love him.

We... we fell in love
in high school.

We got married way, way
too fast and way too young.

Lately... ( sighs )
we had a rough patch.

It was nobody's fault.

The love was still there.

Marriage is hard
sometimes.

Did you and John sign
a prenuptial agreement?

Yes.

John was to take over
the family business,

and his father
wanted to know

that it would be protected
should the marriage dissolve.

We signed it out of
respect for him.

You said your marriage
had hit a rough patch.

Truth is,
your marriage was over.

You were getting a divorce.
No.

We talked about a
trial separation.

I didn't want to lose him.

Him or the money?

The fact is,
you stood to lose

a fortune if you got divorced.

The prenup
that you signed

made that abundantly clear,

isn't that right,
Mrs. Holse?

Yes. I would get nothing.

$10 million signed away
when you were just 22.

I didn't care
about the money.

You knew if your husband
left you,

you got nothing.
But if he died,

while you were still married,
you got it all. Correct?

Yes, but he wasn't
going to leave me.

The prenup was there
for a reason.

So John could get away.

John didn't want to get away.
He want...

You just testified
that you were separating.

Yes or no?

Yes.

Your fingers were on the bottle
that poisoned him.

Yes or no?

Yes.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

How did it go?

We got him.

You sure about this?

Absolutely.

The People call Medical Examiner
Albert Schmidt to the stand.

Your Honor, Mr. Schmidt
has already testified.

He's been through direct,

cross-exam and redirect.

This is new information.

We just learned
about it ourselves.

I object.

Take it easy, Mr. Wright.

If you need it,
I'll give you

plenty of time
to prepare for cross.

The witness will step up
and be sworn.

The dog's body was found
about 200 yards

behind the defendant's house.

What kind of
dog was it?

A terrier,

approximately three years old.

It had a name tag

with Max
written on it.

Was an examination done
on the body?

Yes.

This dog was poisoned.

I found an extremely
high concentration

of ethylene glycol

in the remaining tissue.

Ethylene glycol?
Yes.

The same type of antifreeze

used to poison
John Holse.

This was no accident.

I found enough poison

in the remains to kill a dog
three times this size.

MAUREEN:
Thank you.

No further questions.

In the case of
Indiana v. Nicholas Pletcher,

we the jury find the defendant

guilty of murder.

( handcuffs clicking )

Thank you.

You're welcome, Laurie.

And again, I'm so sorry
for your loss.

It'll be hard trusting anyone
from now on.

( knocking )

Annabeth, there's somebody
here to see you.

Now?

She's an agent
with the IRS.

She says it's
about John Holse;

it's important.

Okay, bring her in.

Can I help you?

Agent Vale, IRS.

I heard you convicted Mr.
Pletcher. Congratulations.

Thank you.
Sorry for not coming sooner.

I really don't follow
state criminal trials.

Our agency detected

some of Mr. Pletcher's
illegal activities.

We know, you had a meeting set
with John Holse.

We did,
but that meeting was canceled,

Miss Chase, and we thought
you might like to know why.

I didn't expect
to see you again.

I didn't either.

But I had to come.

I had to hear
it from you.

Why would you do this?

Just go away, Annabeth.

Look at me.

The person I knew
can't be gone completely.

You don't get it.

We had so much in common...

except for one thing.

The money.

It was just money, money, money,

money.

So, one day

I wrote a check to myself.

Then I wrote a bigger check
to a company that didn't exist.

It was easy.

I don't believe it was easy.

John was loyal as a dog.

He was so stupid.

And then I found out
that the IRS was coming.

I knew it had to be about me.

I knew John would find out.

I couldn't face him

when he realized what I did.

Look, I know how it sounds,

but somehow...

it was easier for me to kill him

than to let him
find out the truth.

That's the saddest part
about this, Nick.

He already knew.

( sighs )

He paid the taxes, Nick.

As soon as the
IRS called,

he gave them the money.

He convinced them
not to file charges against you.

You betrayed
the friendship, but John never did.

He loved you.

You think about that

for the next 30 years.

You said you wanted
to see this.

I don't need it anymore.

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