All language subtitles for Bull.2016.S01E21.1080p.WEBRip.x265-YAWNiX_track3_[und]

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BULL:
I've never met a man or woman

who, at some point
in their lives,

doesn't believe
they've dodged a bullet.

[typing]

Walked out to the edge
of that cliff we call fate,

and then,

for whatever reason...

♪ So don't forget it

♪ It's just a silly phase
I'm going through... ♪

...decided not to jump.

♪ And just because

♪ I call you up...

You know the feeling.

♪ Don't get me wrong...

You're about to make

a life-changing mistake,

and then... ♪ I'm not in love

you don't.

The only thing
about those bullets you dodge,

is they do keep traveling,
and sometimes,

they come back to hit you
right between the eyes.

So, you just foraging,
or you have a lunch meeting?

Actually, I've had sushi on
the brain for three days.

You know any place
good around here?

Nope.

Hey, you know that stuff
isn't cooked, right?

I only mention it
because, you know,

they charge you
like it's cooked.

Don't you find that
morally dubious?

I'm way too hungry to
play straight man to you,

and we got to be back in that
deposition in 45 minutes.

All right, then, so forget about
eating guppies and goldfish

and come have lunch with me.

I'm meeting
a bunch of old friends

who'd be thrilled to meet you.

You'd be like
a movie star to them.

All right, how far away is this
place, and who are you meeting?

Oh, it's, it's right here.

It's just a bunch of guys I knew

from the D.A.'s office
when I was an A.D.A.

They texted me
out the blue this morning,

and said, "Let's have lunch."

Yeah, Benny, what are you doing?

You're under investigation
from the D.A.'s office.

No, no, no.
It's-it's not that, Bull.

Okay? I-I know these guys.

These guys, they're my friends.

And-and maybe
they know something.

You know? Maybe... maybe
they could tell me something.

Benny, if you need me to come
to lunch with you, just ask.

Want to come to lunch with me?

[laughs]

Good to see you, man.You, too.

Jason. This right here
is Wilson Jessup.

Used to be one of the
toughest NYPD detectives

in all five boroughs.

Now he's the head of
the northeast region

of the United States
Department of Justice.

And this guy right here,

this guy was my old boss...Ah.

in the D.A.'s office.

Now he's the head Poobah

of the Federal Public
Investigation Unit.

Well, clearly, you graduated
last in your class.

You must be ashamed of yourself.

[laughter]

And this is my current boss,
Dr. Jason Bull.

Well, this is a great
honor, Dr. Bull.

Hope you don't mind us
talking a little shop.

Our friend Benjamin
here has gotten himself

into a little bit
of a situation.

Mm. What kind of situation?

You ever heard of
Hayden Watkins?

They called him the
Socialite Slayer?

It was about ten
years ago, now.

They had all those clubs
here in the city back then,

all those rich 19-year-olds
lining up with their phony IDs

and their daddy's credit
cards to buy bottle service

and to hook up with a married
man with an expense account.

God bless America.

JESSUP: This guy Hayden,
he'd cruise the clubs,

hook up with one
of these rich kids,

and then they'd
never hear from them again.

He'd take 'em home,
do what he wanted to with them,

and bury 'em at the edge
of Long Island in a landfill.

Me and Benny, we put him away.

Ah, look at you.

Yeah, look at me.

JANSON: And then the
Rectitude Project decided

three or four
months ago

that maybe Hayden Watkins
had been railroaded.

How so?

Well, they convicted him with
hardly any physical evidence.

No bodies. I mean, by the time

we found where he
was burying them,

there... wasn't enough flesh to
pin him to any of the killings.

But his last victim
was Tinsley Browning.

Yeah, and as luck would have
it, one of her contact lenses

was found in
Watkins' apartment.

Oh, actually, Benny found it.

Contact lens had that
animal's DNA all over it.

Don't ask me how it
got there, but...

it was there.

I'm waiting for the twist.

[laughs] Well, well,
here's the twist.

Uh, the DNA test nine years
ago used five markers.

Uh, and they were
able to match three.

Back then, that would be
considered a probable match.

Would've worked for me.But the new DNA test

uses 50 markers.

And when the Rectitude Project
tested the lens again

two months ago,
only 14 markers matched.

Out of 50.

Well, guys.

I hate to say it,
but I don't think

we're gonna be staying
for lunch. Benny?

Did you tell him about the call?

I told you,
I didn't tell him anything.

Well, he got a call the day
before trial from a detective

out on Long Island,
working a kidnapping case,

same exact M.O.,
but eyeing a different suspect.

All right, Benny, let's go.And that's a Brady violation.

You were legally required
to disclose that call

and all the particulars

to the defense counsel.

Guys, guys, you know
as well as I know,

this was a high profile case.

We got hundreds
of random tips

every day
that were meaningless.

And we had our guy.

And we found the contact lens...

No, you found the lens.

Is that your funeral procession
outside?

Don't act surprised. We all know
what's going on here.

Benny, you know exactly
what's gonna happen next.

You're a friend, Benny.

I was giving you
a chance to come clean.

All right.

Don't say a word.

Let them cuff you,
read your rights.

We'll fix this in court.

Benjamin Colón, you have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to
speak with an attorney.

[Marissa sighs]

Hmm. Tie.

What? No, Chunk says
that one's for Benny.

This one's for you.

I was talking
to one of the FBI guys

while they were
processing Benny.

He seemed almost certain

they were gonna charge him
with a misdemeanor.

No jail time.

Phew.

Hello.
Thank you.

Of course.

Hey.
Hey.

Your noose, sir.

Does, uh, everyone at TAC know?

Know what?

I hear that.

Let's just get this over with.

I'll plead guilty
and take my lumps.

[sighs]

You know they're gonna
probably want to suspend

your license to practice.

Maybe I should've told
them about that call.

Who knows?

Fine me, suspend me for a year
for not reporting that call,

but I'm gonna tell
you this, though.

When this crapstorm first
started raining down on me,

I was convinced that
they were right.

You know, m-m-maybe
I-I-I messed up.

Maybe, maybe I-I did
something seriously wrong.

Because science says
th-that he's innocent,

so, so he has to be
innocent, right?

But I ran it through my head.

Over and over and over again.

And I know two things.

I really didn't do
anything wrong,

and he is guilty as sin.

Tinsley Browning's parents.

Can't believe they have
to go through this again.

Huh. Are they sitting
with the district attorney?

And is that counsel for
the City of New York?

BENNY:
Yeah, I think so.

The hell is he doing here?

It's a full house, Benny.

CLERK:
All rise.

I'm not sure this is gonna
go the way we planned.

JUDGE: Afternoon, everyone.
Let's jump right in.

Benjamin Colón,
you stand charged

with obstruction of justice

for failure to disclose
exculpatory evidence.

Additionally, you stand charged

with a violation of civil rights
for tampering with evidence.

What?They think you planted that lens

at Hayden Watkins' apartment.

Seriously?

No, I would never do anything
like that; they know that.

I don't think they care, Benny.
Look around,

we're the only people
in this room

who didn't see this coming.

Mr. Colón, how do you plead?

Not guilty.

Absolutely not guilty.

[exhales]

MARISSA:
I don't understand.

You said it was gonna
be a slap on the wrist.

Benny could
get ten years.

Why doesn't he just take a plea?

'Cause they didn't offer him
a plea.

They want him to go to prison.

But why? Why Benny?

I'm guessing this new DNA test
has the D.A.'s office spooked.

They secured
a lot of convictions

with the original test.

And nobody is excited
about having

their old cases
getting a second look,

so they're changing
the conversation.

This isn't about DNA.

It's about planting evidence,
about Benny planting evidence,

which he swears he didn't do.

Can I do anything?

Can I get you anything?

You're like an encyclopedia
of lawyers.

I need you to do
some research for me tonight.

I need the best there is
when it comes to cases

involving the Department
of Justice, the FBI.

Somebody who's got those guys

completely wired,
and I want to get in

and see him
first thing in the morning.

Can you do that for me?

Do that for Benny?

Sure, of course.

I'll head home right
now and get on it.

Make that your last drink.

[phone ringing and buzzing][grunts]

[sighs]

Hello.

Bull, it's Marissa.

Everyone I've spoken to
says the person Benny needs

is J.P. Nunnelly.

Nunnelly.

I've never heard of him.

Can you get me in to see him?

Well, that's the thing,
I took a shot,

called the office, thinking they
might have an emergency line,

and to my amazement,
an assistant answered.

She put me on hold
for a minute and a half

and then asked if you were
available for a meeting now.

Now? It's 3:50 in the morning.

Actually ,the time
they suggested was 4:30.

In the morning.

In the morning,
40 minutes from now.

[grunts]

Okay.

Where's his office?

Well, actually, they want to do
the meeting in a restaurant.

On Third Avenue.
I'll text you the address.

In a restaurant
at 4:30 in the morning.

I'm just the messenger, Bull.

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hello?

[exhales]

[sighs]

Dear Marissa, I hate you.

The dream I was dreaming before
you called and woke me up

involved all kinds of ridiculous
and illegal activ...

Oh, thank God, somebody's here.

Wow, look at you.

How'd you luck out
and get this shift?

I hope they pool
the tips around here.

Could I get a cappuccino?

Mr. Bull,
my name's J.P. Nunnelly.

Oh, wow, sorry.

I... what are the chances

of you forgetting the last two
minutes of your life? [chuckles]

Would you like to talk
about Benjamin Colón?

You know why I'm here?

Well, I never agree
to meet someone

if I'm not reasonably certain
I have the answers

to most of their questions.

Well, then answer me this.

What are you doing up
at 4:30 in the morning?

I'm not up at 4:30
in the morning, Mr. Bull.

I'm up at 3:00.

Most mornings by this time

I've already worked out,

checked my e-mails
and called Europe.

That's very impressive.

It is what it is.

So, what are we doing in this
restaurant all by ourselves

at this ungodly hour?

I own it--

a piece of it, anyway.

I wanted to meet you,

and this was the only
time I had available.

I've got three
floors over on Fifth,

but I find office
buildings are truly spooky

at this hour of the morning,
so I hope this is okay.

Now, about Mr. Colón.

Would you like me to fix it?

Excuse me?

I don't know what
you know about me,

but I'm a fixer, Mr. Bull.

Sometimes I make
things happen,

sometimes I make
things go away.

It's how I got to be managing
partner of my own law firm

with offices in three states.

People have a
problem, I fix it.

Mr. Colón clearly
has a problem.

Want me to take care of it?

Please.

Excellent.
Stay by your phone.

Wait a second.

So, how does this work?

What do you mean?

Money?

No, I'm not interested
in your money, Mr. Bull.

I'm interested in your work, in
your science, in your company.

I'm offering to do you
a professional favor.

All I expect is for you,

or rather your company,
to do me one in return.

I will stay by my phone.

You do that.

Don't worry, I'll lock up.

[elevator bell chimes]

Wow.

Look at this place.

I'm clearly in more
trouble than I thought.

Thank you, Bull.

I haven't done anything yet.

Ah.

Here comes the cavalry.

Mr. Colón.

I'm J.P. Nunnelly.
Pleasure to meet you.

Likewise.

Right this way.

So, here's what we've got,

and I, for one, am
pretty pleased with it.

We've won you
your freedom, Mr. Colón.

I've managed to convince
the U.S. Attorney's office

to accept a plea deal.

No prison time.

[exhales]

BENNY:
No, wait, wait, wait,

but-but... yesterday they said
that there was no plea deal.

That was yesterday.

Yesterday was not
in my purview.

Welcome to today.

Say thank you, Benny.

But-but you said deal.

That means you have
to give something

in order to get something.

What... what do I have to give?

In return for not spending
ten years in prison

as an ex-prosecutor?

Rubbing elbows and maybe
a whole lot more with men

you helped to put away?

Let's reframe the question.

What wouldn't you give?

J.P., please.

What do they want from Benny?

An apology.
A public apology.

For what?

For planting evidence.

But I didn't plant any evidence.

Given your current situation,

that's rather
beside the point.
No.

It's the only point.

And I didn't do it.

And Hayden Watkins did.

And-and can we just talk
about that for a minute?

If I sign a document saying
that I planted the contact lens,

within 48 hours, his attorney
is going to file paperwork

for his exoneration because
the question would no longer be

why his DNA is not
on the contact lens.

The question is going to be:
where are the keys to his cell

and how fast can we get him
out of there?

Because maybe,
just maybe...

we can put a ceiling on how many

millions of dollars
he sues the city for.

And lest we forget that-that
this newly-minted millionaire

is a murderer...

who kidnapped, strangled
and buried three girls.

Are you telling me
that my friends

at the Justice Department
would much rather see that

than try to get
to the bottom of this?

Yes, that's exactly
what I'm telling you.

They want this to go away.

And as for Hayden Watkins,
any filing for exoneration

would take years to make
its way through the courts.

Right, right, right.

With my name next to his, uh,

in-in-in-in every article,

every-every-every
Internet story...

Which still beats
ten years in prison.

Not to me! Not to me!

[huffing]

I want to go to court.

I want to go to trial.

Talk to your friend.

Don't have to.
We want to go to trial.

[knock at door]

[door opens]

It's me, don't shoot.
[chuckles]

Um...

I just want to say
no harm, no foul.

Uh, I appreciate
all the work you did.

And, uh, Benny does, too.

He... in his own way.

I still owe you one.

I'm looking forward to you
taking me up on it.

Wait a second.

Am I being released?

Well, yeah.

I know you're a fixer.

That's your deal.

You, uh, make the
problem go away.

I mean, the whole point of you

is so you never have
to go to court.

Clearly, we are going to court.

So, uh...

I need a litigator.

If you've got any names, feel
free to toss them in the hat.

Wait a second, Mr. Bull.

You're not releasing me.

I'm releasing you.

Really?

Yeah.

Really.

I didn't violate
our agreement.

You did.

I promised to make your problem
go away and I did that.

I played a card that
I can never play again

with the U.S.
Attorney's office,

but you and Atticus Finch
decided to go to trial anyway.

Don't you just hate
people with integrity?

No, but right now
I really hate you.
Hmm.

Did he really think that he
would get something for nothing?

And for your information,

the only name I'd consider
putting in your hat is my own.

I am a world-class litigator.

World-class.

The court is my church and
I am its high priestess.

Uh-huh.

The only way you get
to be a great fixer

is because people are afraid
of meeting you in court.

So, get it straight,
Mr. Bull,

you're not releasing me.

I'm releasing you.

Okay, now, wait a second.

Maybe nobody needs
to release anybody.

Oh, right.

Lucky me.

My firm would get the privilege

of spending countless hours
and precious resources

defending a man
who isn't even smart enough

to know a good deal
when it's presented to him?

That man has character.

And he deserves
a world-class litigator.

Just to be clear, I'll
be paying his legal fees.

It'll be worth it

just to watch you work.

I took this case
as a favor to you.

So I could watch you work.Then what are we doing?

Let's go to court.
One big happy family.

Three cases.

I do this one case for you,

you do three cases for me.

Hmm. Three?

Three.

You can count to three,
can't you?

Give me a second.

Three.

If you win.

You mean whenI win.

Is that what I meant?

See you in court, Mr. Bull.

♪ Give it to me, baby

♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh

♪ Give it to me, baby

♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh

♪ Give it to me, baby

♪ Uh-huh... [phone chimes]

[sighs] I really got to change
that alarm one of these days.

[door beeps, unlocks]

Well, hey.

Look at you.

4:30 in the morning,

and you're bright-eyed
and bushy-tailed.

Please. I've been up
since midnight.

Called Africa.
Invented a flying car.

Figured out the whole
Arab-Israeli thing.

Wow.

Come. Meet my baby.

Explain this to me.

Because this,
I do not understand.

Well, that's why
I wanted you to see it.

You're going to court today.

We'regoing to court today,

and I wanted you
to know all the tools

you have at your disposal.

Okay.

In my experience,
you prepare like a madwoman.

You gather your facts.

You assemble a narrative
to support them.

Pretty straightforward.

But that assumes that everyone
hears those facts

the same way you do and
with the same meaning.

And that they draw the same
conclusion that you do,

but experience suggests
that's not always the case.

Say we have a jury.

And on this jury there
are all different

kinds of people, right?

Cross section of
the community.

You got this guy here,
the shoe salesman.

You got a guy who owns
a used car dealership.

And this lady hasn't
worked in five months,

et cetera, et cetera.

We find out everything we can
about them.

Their opinions,
their prejudices,

their religion,
their political affiliations,

their age, their playlist, their
favorite flavor of ice cream.

Episcopalian,

Independent,
none of your damn business,

I'll send it to you,
and fudge ripple.

Huh.

I didn't see that coming.Hmm.

Then what we do, we find
the closest approximate match

to each juror,

and we bring them all
into the courtroom.

We clock their attitudes
and feelings.

We basically give you

an approximate indication in
real time of whether or not

all your hard work, all those
facts you've gathered

to support that narrative
that you've created

is being heard
the way you intended.

Hmm.

I'm not sure I buy it.

I'm not sure it's possible
to predict behavior this way.

Well, it's a science.

It's pretty dependable.

Come here.

I'll give you
a demonstration.

Relax.

If I was gonna do this...

I'm pretty sure you'd do that.

You can be certain.

And if I were to do this...

I'm pretty certain
you would do that.

Not sure that's science.

And if I were to do this...

I'll kick you so hard
in the balls

your dead grandfather
will scream.

Huh.

See, I knew you were
gonna say that.

Hmm.
[chuckles]

And all of this
touching and flirting

is supposed to help me
in the courtroom how?

Well, it's kind of hard to
explain in the abstract.

Hmm.

We're not losing
our way here, are we?

[chuckles]
Well, how do you mean?

All I'm looking for
out of this... partnership

is to win your friend's freedom.

And perhaps learn a little bit
about trial science

or whatever it is you call it.

Assuming it is a science.

Assuming there's something
to learn.

It is, and there's
a lot to learn,

and... me, too.

The Benny's freedom part,
I mean.

[sighs]

I apologize if I'm acting

a little... goofy, flirty.

Distracted.

I think the
psychologist in me

would probably speculate
that I'm trying to avoid...

...thinking about the situation

that Benny finds himself in.

He's my friend
and I'm frightened for him.

Tell me I shouldn't be.

I can't do that.

I don't do what you do.

I don't speculate
about human behavior

or anything else.

I just show up prepared.

And it's mostly worked for me.

Come on, Dr. Bull.

Let's go plead our case.

Mr. Colón.

If you had to put a number
on it, how many times

would you say you visited
Hayden Watkins' apartment?

Actually, I checked my notes
and calendar this morning,

and I believe it was six times.

Six times?

So you examined
this man's apartment

on five other occasions,

and over a period of...

What would you say?

Two, two and a half months
or so.

JANSON:
Two, two and a half months
or so.

And you never saw
this contact lens?

I did not.

JANSON: And you weren't the only
person examining this apartment,

is that correct?

BENNY:
No. It was forensics,

local police, FBI.

I don't know. A lot of people.And if you had to put
a number on that,

a number on the
people, I mean.

Objection. The prosecution is
asking my client to speculate.

I think the jury's capable
of understanding the context

in which the question
is being asked.

The prosecutor is attempting
to make a point,

and I'd like to see him make it.
Objection overruled.

Score one for the other team.

JANSON:
Mr. Colón,

an estimate. No one's gonna file
additional charges

if the number isn't
perfectly accurate.

Mm-hmm.

I don't know.
60, 65 people maybe.

Okay. 60, 65 people.

And of course,
they weren't all

in the apartment
at the same time.

So, again,

with your attorney's
permission, of course,

could you estimate

how many individual visits by
various law enforcement branches

were conducted on
Hayden Watkins' apartment

for the sole purpose of
collecting evidence?

No.

JANSON:
I would like to enter
into evidence

this log...

which indicates 27
separate visits were made

to Mr. Watkins' apartment
prior to Mr. Colón discovering

that contact lens.

27 visits.

60 different people, all of them
trained to look for evidence.

And no one found it.

No one but you.

Is there a name
for that, Mr. Colón?

I don't know what you're
asking me, Mr. Janson.

I'm asking what
your reaction is

when you hear
those kinds of numbers.

I mean, you're a law enforcement
professional.

Surely you had a reaction
at the time.

Objection. Counselor's badgering
the witness, Your Honor.

Objection overruled.JANSON:
What do you call that?

You know, your case
is falling apart.

There's no physical evidence
to make it stick.

And then...
[gasps]

suddenly there is, and wh--

what do you call that?

I know what I
would call that.

I would call that a miracle.

You believe in miracles,
Mr. Colón?

They just scored
the extra point.

Your witness.[gavel bangs]

JUDGE:
Let's take an hour recess
for lunch.

Uh, just so you know,
in terms of the jury...

Please.

A blind man
could read that jury.

[water running]

[door opens]

JESSUP:
Why didn't you just
take the deal, Benny?

You don't even
need your license.

Everybody knows you practice
pretend law for Dr. Bull.

Wow.

That's what this is about
to you, huh, Will?

How I make my living?

I'm just saying, this trial
could go sideways.

I don't want to see anything bad
happen to you.

No one does.

That was never the plan.

Why not just say
you regret what you did

and let's be done with it?

Sorry, Will.

I just don't know
how to do that.

I feel bad for you, Benny.

I feel bad for me, too, Will.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Tell us about the day
you found the contact lens.

What about it?

What was the state of the case?

Were you high on it?High?

[scoffs]

What's the opposite
of high?

We had a ton of
circumstantial evidence.

People had seen Hayden
at the clubs.

They had seen him
interacting with the women.

We'd interviewed him
a number of times

and knew that he was
psychologically capable

of committing the crimes.

His MySpace page practically
read as a textbook example

of a sociopath's manifesto.

But... none of that proved
he did it.

You must have felt an enormous

amount of pressure.

BENNY:
The case was on the front page

of the paper at least
once or twice a week.

People just wanted him
locked up, put away.

They were afraid,
afraid to let

their daughters go out,

their sisters,
their girlfriends.

And what about Mr. Janson?

Was he feeling
the pressure?

I'm not sure the jury is aware;
he was your boss

at the district attorney's
office at the time, wasn't he?

We all wanted the same thing.

J.P.:
Well, you must have been
very frustrated.

[sighs]
Well, Mr. Watkins

was extraordinarily meticulous

in how he handled the killings.

There simply was
no physical evidence

to tie him to the crimes.

Did you ever have
a moment of doubt?

Did you ever think, "Maybe

we have the wrong guy"?

No.

And why was that?

Hey, it's okay, Mr. Colón.

You're here to defend yourself.

Let me help you.

What happened two weeks
before you found the lens?

There was a break in the case,
wasn't there?

He confessed.

[gasps and murmuring]

Finally. That
woke them up.

MARISSA:
We've got a tiny bit
of movement.

BENNY:
He told us where
the bodies were, how he did it.

J.P.:
And none of that is
in the court record.

BENNY:
No.

Can you tell us why?

Because a day later he recanted.

Claimed that the young detective

who had obtained his confession
had coerced him.

Denied him of food and drink,
put his hands on him.

Wasn't the confession
videotaped?

It was.

And what did it show?

Everything that
the suspect claimed.

Of course, the judge
agreed with him.

Felt that the confession
was coerced,

therefore it was expunged
from the record.

What did you think?

Well, we all thought
the same thing.

The suspect had coerced the
detective into coercing him.

He goaded the kid.

He wanted it.

Wanted us to know
where the girls were.

Wanted to play with us.

What made you think that?Because when we went

to where he said
the bodies were buried...

there was nothing there
that we could really use.

They were in such
an advanced state of decay...

That you were back
to where you started.

Worse. It was worse.

When we started,

we thought we could
make a case, but

now it was...

It's impossible.

J.P.:
So you went back
to the apartment

one last time.

Did anyone go with you?

No.

I, uh, specifically wanted
to go alone.

Why?

I... thought that maybe...

I don't know,

I would feel something.

A direction to go in.

You're Catholic,
aren't you, Mr. Colón?

I am.

When you went

back to the apartment,
did you pray?

I would like to know,
Your Honor,

where the defense
is getting her information.

She's humanizing him.Or trying.

...that was suppressed
and stricken from the record.

Your Honor,
isn't the real question

not where I got my information
but whether it's true?

Mr. Janson was there.

None of this is news to him.

You may proceed, Counselor.

Did you pray, Mr. Colón?

Started to.

I got on my knees, but

before I could start, I saw

a glint under the sofa.

Stopped what I was doing

and put on my gloves
and reached underneath.

Did you think
it was a miracle, Mr. Colón?

I didn't know
what to think. I...

I didn't know if it belonged
to the girls, to him. I...

It was a hard contact lens, and
it was in pretty awful shape.

I thought...
let's give it to the lab.

We had everything
to gain and nothing to lose.

I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

Let's pick up
from here tomorrow.[gavel bangs]

That girl is good.

Tell me about our jury.Pretty amazing.

You took them
on an attitudinal
roller coaster ride.

And that's a good
thing, right?

CABLE:
It's good.

The question is,
is it good enough?

The jury is
surprisingly unanimous

in its attitude
towards Benny.

Coming into this thing,

they were convinced
he was a bad guy

and guilty.And now?

They're not convinced.

What we really want,
what we really need

is for them to be convinced
of his innocence.

Hard to do without offering up
a guilty party in his stead.

I was sort of hoping you would
tell me the defense could rest.

You could, but we want
an acquittal, not a hung jury.

And while there are unanimous
good feelings towards Benny,

there's not unanimity about
what he's been accused of doing.

What do you mean?

How is that
even possible?

Well, for instance, these three
guys here have come to believe

that Benny is
a good man.

And because he
is a good man,

he could have planted
that evidence

to prevent
another killing.

Huh.

BENNY:
Where'd you get
those transcripts?

The documents,
all that stuff you used today.

Me praying, Hayden Watkins'
confession, the interviews.

That was all under seal.
How'd you get that?

What does it matter?

And you're very welcome,
Mr. Colón.

I want to know
where you got that stuff.

I'm your client
and I have the right to know.

No, you're not my client.

He's my client.
You're my defendant.

And I'll tell you
what you need to know

and when you need to know it.

What's with the
attitude, Benny?

She's working like hell
to save your skin.

What does it matter
how she does it?

'Cause I'm starting to question
what side she's on.

Someone gave her
that material.

And there's got
to be a reason why.

J.P.?

You should feel free
to hire new counsel

if you're dissatisfied
with what I'm doing.

And if you
don't trust me.

Hmm. Well...

we all know
what way you'll vote, Bull.

We can see it
every time you look at her.

Fine. It's
your money.

See you in court tomorrow.

Back to work,
everybody.

Where does that leave us?

Well, clearly,

you have to stop
looking at me.

I mean, with the case.

Pretty clear what
has to be done.

Just a question of
whether I can do it.

Not for me.

And by the way, I look
at every female lawyer

who owns her own firm and
has offices in three states

exactly the same way.

I'll bet you do.

I'll bet you do.

[gavel bangs]

Call your next witness, please.

The defense calls Inspector
General Wilson Jessup,

Your Honor.

J.P.:
Mr. Jessup,

will you tell the jury
what it is you do for a living?

I'm the inspector general
for the northeast region

of the United States
Department of Justice.

Wow, that sounds like a big job.

I wake up every day
amazed I have it

and thankful
for the opportunity.

[soft chuckle]

But that wasn't your job
during that summer

almost ten years ago when
the city was being terrorized

by the Socialite Slayer.

JESSUP: No, ma'am,
I was a detective

for the New York City
Police Department.

And what was that like?

I mean, being in the center
of such a notorious case?

It was frustrating.

Uh, there was a lot of pressure,

virtually no solid evidence
like Benny--

uh, Mr. Colón-- said.

Hmm.

It must have really killed you.

And you were already
a highly decorated officer.

People were whispering
in your ear about

maybe becoming chief,
even running for office.

I didn't listen
to any of that stuff.

You really like Benny...

Mr. Colón, don't you?

I do, actually, yes.

I'd like to enter into evidence
this newly released

analysis from
the Rectitude Project.

It's their report
on evidence recovered

from Tinsley Browning's
contact lens.

I asked them to do
some more work on it.

See if they could
identify anyone else

who might have come into
contact with that lens.

Would you be interested
in hazarding a guess

what they found,

Mr. Jessup?

I was trying to help
your client, young lady.

I was trying to help Benny.

We don't have
to go here.

I gave you those files.

I put myself at risk.

I think you have enough
to do what you need to do.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jessup.

Some people, whose work

I respect
a great deal,

say that I don't.

JUDGE:
Mr. Jessup, I'm not sure

you've answered
counsel's question.

Counsel?

Would you be surprised to hear

that your DNA, your fingerprints
were on that lens?

[gallery gasps and murmurs]

Mr. Jessup?

[soft chuckle]

That young detective.

He screwed this case.

He punched him.

Punched that monster
right in the jaw,

on video.

Might as well have
hand-delivered him

another victim to kill.

[sighs] I went out
to the landfill.

I-I had no idea
what I was thinking.

I was desperate.

And then... I'm standing there,

looking down at this
naked girl's decaying skull.

And that's
when I saw it.

Uh, what did
Benny call it?

A-A glint?

I thought, "This is it.

"There is a God.

We are gonna be able
to put this animal away."

So I put on my glove, and...

But God had other plans.

I went back to
the suspect's apartment

and put it under his couch.

Figured I'd come back
with a whole team

and we'd all
find it together.

But then Benny

went back out there before me.

All by himself.

J.P.: And what did
that do to your plans?

It actually made it better.

More degrees of separation.

[chuckles]

And then, when it came back
three out of five DNA markers

and they said it was
a probable match,

I thought...
"I hit the jackpot.

I won the lottery."

Talk about dodging a bullet.

Little did I know.

[soft chuckle]

I'm sorry, Benny.

[voice breaking]:
I wish you had taken the deal.

Let's recess for ten minutes

and then reconvene.

[gavel bangs]

[sighs]

["I'm Not in Love"
by 10cc playing]

[mouths]

They didn't even put
your name in the headline.

I'd sue.

You're a great boss.

I think you're just saying that
'cause I saved your ass

and you're drinking.

[chuckles]

I sent, uh, flowers
to your lady friend.

You're way off base on this one.

She means
nothing to me.

Less than nothing.

"Nuh."Mm.

[chuckles]

I thanked her, I apologized,

I haven't heard a word.

Oh, you will.

She is not out of our lives.

♪ I'm not in love.