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Describe for us, if you will,
what took place

in the Four Deuces on the night
of January eleventh.

My boyfriend and I were sitting

across from each other
in a booth

and there were only
a couple of other people there.

Two men came in.

One went up to the bartender,

put a gun to his face
and asked for money.

And the other one
came over to Matty

and asked what
he was looking at.

Matty is your boyfriend?

He was.

Then the guy looked down at me.

He shoved me over and sat down.

He reached into his jacket

and pulled out a knife
and put it to my neck.

Victor: What happened then,
Carmen?

The guy with the gun
came over to Matty

and put it to his head,

while the one with the knife...

raped me.

Did anyone try to interfere?

No.

Carmen, were there
any police officers

in the bar at the time?

I didn't know it at the time,

but he is a police officer
and he was there.

Victor: Let the record indicate
that the plaintiff

has identified
Officer Carl Sackett

of the Los Angeles
police department.

You're now suing
the city of Los Angeles.

Can you tell us why?

Because he could have
stopped it and he didn't.

Victor: Did he ever identify
himself as a police officer?

Not until they left.

Victor: Carmen, can you
tell the court

if you perceive any differences
in your day-to-day life

following what happened
to you on January 11th?

I can't stand to be alone.

I-- I used to come home
from work...

to my own apartment
and I would go out

at night with my boyfriend.

Now I live back at my mother's.

My girlfriend comes
to pick me up in the morning,

drives me to work.

I don't go out anymore.

But what happened
to you is over.

It's not over.

There are men
with knives everywhere.

There are also police.

He is a police.

He... What difference
did it make?

A coward can strap on a gun,

the only one he protects
is himself.

He didn't care
what happened to me

as long as he could walk away.

Don't you talk to me
about police.

There's no such thing
as police.

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Rohner versus Gradinger.

Now that Kleinberg's quit,

I assume this one
is back in my lap.

Douglas: Correct assumption.

Victor: Carillo versus
the City of Los Angeles.

Trial is in progress.

Leland: I must say,
I would have thought

this is one
that could be settled.

I wouldn't be trying it
if that were the case.

Douglas: DePaul versus Boxer.

Michael: We're ready
to pick a jury.

- Good morning, Benny.
- Good morning.

They were all
out of pumpernickel.

Oh, well, that's alright.
Whatever you've got is fine.

Benny: I got one extra
poppy seed

and one extra salt
instead of two pumpernickel.

- That's fine.
- How's your mother?

She had to go back
in the hospital again.

Leland: Well, if you need
to go over there

or feel you want to take
the day off, please feel free.

No, I'll go over after work.

Thank you, though.

Douglas: New business.

Semelweis versus Morongo Valley
Gas and Electric company.

What's this, Leland?

Actually, that was originally
a case of your father's.

- My father?
Leland: Mm-hmm.

And after he died,
Gideon Semelweis

decided to take the case
to Marton and Tressler

where it got lost
in the courts for 12 years.

Now he has decided
to bring it back here.

That ought to be a candidate

for the Litigation Hall
of Fame?

Leland: Anyway,
it's advance thinking.

But maybe Mr. Rollins
could hack his way through.

Douglas: If it's all the same,

I think Id like to
handle it myself,

just for the sake of history.

And that's it, we're adjourned.

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone ringing]

Elizabeth, messages?

Ah, yeah, Craig Adams called,

and two from Lynn Palmer,
and one from Grace.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Is it everything
for now, Arnie?

Looks like you've
got it covered, Benny.

I kept the change
for each one separate.

Good system.

I'll do your car
this afternoon.

Terrific. Wait, here.

Okay.

You'll find a piece of shammy
in the trunk

when you're all done
with the soap and water.

And then when you're finished,

I'll come down...

and we'll take it
around the block.

- Great, Arnie.
- Great.

[laughs]

He is here to be
working for the firm.

What do you mean?

What effect do you think it has
on Benny's self esteem

to, to finally get a real job

only to have it wind up being
as your, your man servant?

Roxanne, I really think it's
good for Benny's self esteem

just to be trusted
with responsibilities,

not to mention taking
his mind off his mother.

And I'll tell you something.

I like the big guy.

- How about that?
- I like him too, Arnie.

Well, how do you suppose he'd
feel if we marched him in here

and we told him he couldn't run
errands for me anymore?

We'll just tell him
that it's too demeaning.

How do you think
he'd like that?

You're too good, Arnie.

Not to mention
that by allowing me to function

at my best,
Benny is working for the firm.

[telephone ringing]

Roxanne: Thank you.

Coffee?

Please.

Can I talk to you?

Last week,
I wanted you to tell me

that my making less
than Rollins and Victor

was everyone's fault but mine.

And you didn't do that,
I'd like to thank you.

- I'm on your side, kiddo.
- I know you are.

And it's easy just
to tell someone

what they want to hear.

Not if you really
care about them.

Anyway, I-- I want to apologize

and I think I can do better.

So how about a shot
at Rohner versus Gradinger?

You've got it.

But I'll tell you it's a mess.

Abby: I'll straighten it out.

You have my blessings.

Can you take a break
to discuss something

altogether outside
the practice of the law?

Gladly.

I've gotten a jump on
some of the wedding items

that need doing.

Such as?

Such as caterer, engraver

for the wedding invitations,
guest list.

Well, I thought I'd narrowed
things down,

save you from the
horrible details.

Do fill me in sometime.

As a matter of fact, I have an
appointment with a piano player,

a guy named Lennie Paul.
He's supposed to be fantastic.

What are you going to tell him
we want for our first dance?

♪ The shadows fall and spread
their restless charms ♪

♪ In the midst of night
when you're in my arms ♪

♪ I feel your lips
so warm and tender ♪

♪ My one and only love ♪♪

- And one other thing.
- What's that?

We have to take care
of getting an agreement

down on paper.

- Agreement?
- Mm-hmm.

As in prenuptial.

You think we need
a prenuptial agreement?

Yeah, no, I'm, I'm just
being prudent.

You know, there are certain
fiduciary relationships

with my family's
trust account people

and I'd be totally remiss

if I didn't get
express agreements

in place as to assets.

Besides, let's not forget

that you yourself
had a marriage

that was something
less than a forever deal.

If we need to have one,
we'll have one.

Good, and we'll try
to grab some time

from Arnie tomorrow.

Can't we just do it ourselves?

Stuart: Well, he does
these things all the time.

It's standard
operating procedure

more than anything else, okay.

Okay.

[telephone ringing]

Happily rooting
through the past, eh?

It's really something
how vivid he becomes

when you read his papers.

I find myself
going back in time,

being a teenager

and listening to him
talk about his cases.

I can see his brown
leather briefcase

where he would leave it
just inside the front hallway.

I can smell the quinine
he used in his hair.

God, I was in awe of him.

By the way,

would you by any chance
know someone named Rusty?

No, why?

It's a familiar name
for some reason

and my father apparently
wrote a little note to himself

in the margin of a legal pad.

It says,
"Rusty's birthday present,"

and a phone number.

Probably a client
or business associate?

My father never
remembered birthdays.

That's a very old set of papers

you have in front
of you, Douglas.

I doubt there's much
present day meaning

in what you find
scribbled in the margins.

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone beeping]

[telephone ringing]

Rusty: Hello.

Hello, um... [clears throat]

W-- would there by any chance
be someone named Rusty there?

Rusty: This is Rusty.

What did you have to drink
on the night

of January the 11th, officer?

Maybe three Cutty Sarks.

Did you feel your judgment

and your reflexes
to be impaired?

Yes, I did.

Would you tell the court
in your own words

why you decided
not to draw your gun?

Because I thought innocent
people would be killed.

If you would had a clear shot,

would you have been willing
to discharge your weapon

to prevent
the commission of a rape?

Yes, I would have.

Stackpole: No further
questions, Your Honor.

Officer Sackett,
now you've just testified

that you were impaired.

How did you get home
that night?

I drove.

Did you ask any of the officers

who were present
taking statements

to give you a lift?

Victor: Did any of them
offer to drive you home

due the impairment
of your reflexes?

I don't remember
whether they did or not.

Now then officer,

are you familiar
with the manual

of the Los Angeles
police department?

I doubt if I spend as much time

reading it as you do,
counselor.

Quote.

"Off duty officers have
peace officer authority

as to any public offense
committed in his presence

with respect to which
there was an immediate danger

to person or the escape
of the perpetrator."

Unquote.

Are you familiar
with this section, officer?

I think the manual also calls
for a tactical evaluation

of each situation
before acting.

Do you identify yourself
as a police officer

before making an arrest?

Victor: Is it a fair statement
to make

that an individual
is less likely

to continue
in the commission of a crime

in the presence
of a police officer

than he is outside the presence
of a police officer?

- Is that a fair statement?
- Sure.

Victor: And you've had
to make decisions

as to the use of force
before, is that right?

Yes, that's right.

- And you use your judgment?
- Yes, I do.

You wouldn't shoot out
the tires of a car

that was driving
with a broken taillight.

Right, I wouldn't.

Victor: You wouldn't draw
your gun on an individual

who you're arresting
because he had failed

to respond to a summons

for walking his dog
without leash.

- Sackett: Right.
- How about forcible rape?

You know something,
you're an idiot.

Guys like you
go after cops for sport,

men you shouldn't even be
in the same room with.

You want for them
to walk through hell

in a gasoline suit
when you're in a jam,

but turn it around and you'll
nail them every time.

Tell me, tell me
if I would have used my gun

that you wouldn't be
going after me for that?

- You're out of order.
- Huh?

Why did you fire
on that man, officer?

He only had a small machete
in his hand.

Did it really require
two rounds to bring him down?

- Wouldn't one have done it?
Victor: Sir.

Why didn't you use
your mace, officer?

Why didn't you radio
for supervisory personnel?

You ever go to a cop funeral,
Mr. Sifuentes?

Are you just there
for the trials?

He tried to help
with my career.

I did some dinner theater

and for a while
I was in the chorus

in the Jackie Gleason Show.
[laughs]

Then things weren't
really happening.

So I did a couple of pictures

that were, you know,
little blue. [chuckles]

And of course,
by today's standards,

they were nothing.

My gosh.

Your father said he hated them.

Of course, I'm not so sure.

- He saw them?
- Hmm.

One night he came over
and I put them

on the projector.

I got them
around here somewhere

if you want to take a look.

- That's okay.
Rusty: Oh.

I guess seeing them
would be a little rough, huh?

This is a side of my father
I never knew existed.

To me, he was a father,

an attorney,

a founding partner
in a downtown firm.

To you, he was
Porfirio Rubirosa.

[laughs] Not exactly.

Douglas: Not exactly?

My father kept a mistress
who made porno movies.

You were his mistress.

I was also the mother
of his child.

[dog barking]

You're my mother?

Not yours, your brother's.

My brother?

Since when do I have a brother?

Since 35 years ago,
last Saturday.

I have a brother?

My God.

Who is he?

His name is Erroll Farrell,

and I'm very happy
to say he is a lawyer

right here in Los Angeles
like you and like your father,

and he is doing very well.

Erroll Farrell?

I fell in love with him
in "Captain Blood."

- Who?
- Erroll Flynn.

Does my mother
know about all of this?

No, not so far as I know.

Your father set up a trust
with the condition

that Erroll be cut off

if he got in touch
with either you or your mother.

Who did my father
elect as trustee?

Leland Mckenzie.

[sighs]

This is all too much for me.

I know it is, honey.

Can I get you a drink?

Captain Reynoso.

You are officer Sackett's
commanding officer.

- Is that correct?
- Yes.

Sir, do you recall
the Airdrome street shooting

of Sergeant Thomas DeNofrio?

Objection. Irrelevant.

Those are the defendant's
pattern of behavior

and state of mind, Your Honor.

I'll allow it.

Victor: Captain?
Reynoso: I recall it.

Victor: Would you be so kind
as to tell the court

what the police records
of that shooting reflect?

Well, DeNofrio and Sackett
pulled over a vehicle.

When DeNofrio approached
the driver's side door,

he was shot at close range
and critically injured.

As I recall, Officer Sackett
requested back up.

Do you recall, captain, as to
how many rounds were fired

by Officer Sackett
after his partner was hit?

No, I don't recall.

Well then, let me
refresh your recollection

in that case, sir.

The police report
for the shooting

of Sergeant Thomas DeNofrio

reflect that
no rounds were fired

from the service revolver
issued Officer Carl Sackett.

What was the reaction
of the department to the fact

that while his partner
was being shot,

Carl Sackett's gun
never cleared leather?

- Objection.
judge: Overruled.

The internal investigation
of the shooting

resulted in no charges
being brought against anyone.

What procedure would
you have followed, Captain,

in Officer Sackett's place,
had you been

Thomas DeNofrio's partner?

Listen, different cops
react differently.

No two situations are the same.

When an officer's partner
is being fired upon,

is that officer
permitted to return fire?

Of course.

Would you say that he is
expected to return fire?

That again would depend
on the circumstance.

Is it fair to say, captain,

that an officer is not expected
to be cowering in the safety

of his squad car
while his partner

is being gunned down outside?

- Objection.
- Sustained.

I don't know that that's
what happened, counselor

and neither do you.

Are you saying,
Captain, that Sackett

might have had a reason

for not returning fire
that night with DeNofrio?

Did he also have a reason
for not getting involved

as Carmen Carillo
was being raped?

I wasn't there, sir,
I don't know.

Is it true, captain,

that since the rape
of Carmen Carillo,

Sackett's partner
has requested a transfer

because he felt imperiled
by working with him?

I don't know that for a fact.

Is it true
he requested a transfer?

Yes, it is.

Victor: Thank you, captain.

I have nothing further.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi.
- Hi.

What exactly are you
hoping to accomplish

by having lunch
with my ex-wife?

Oh, well, she got the news
to you pretty quick.

Did she call or come over?

If you're jealous,
just talk to me, Grace.

I have talked to you.

Now, I want to talk to Lynn.

I don't want you
meeting with her.

Michael, I don't want you
to see her anymore.

But I can't tell you
not to, can I?

I don't like
mysteries, Michael.

I don't want to play detective.

I think it'll be a lot better
all the way around

if I go see her
rather than start picking

stray hairs off your jacket
wondering whose they are.

Are those are the only
alternatives?

Those are my only alternatives.

[tires screeching]

[car engine revving]

Great job, Benny,
clean as a whistle.

- Thanks, Arnie.
- You're having fun?

It's great.

Yeah, this car
drives like a dream.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Roxanne: Arnie, it's Roxanne.

Benny got a call
from the hospital.

He should get over there.

Arnie: Right now?
Roxanne: Right now.

Alright, look,
why don't you meet us

in front of the building
and drive him over there.

We're just a few minutes away.

Roxanne: Arnie, he has to go
right now.

Roxanne, I don't do hospitals.
I hate hospitals.

Roxanne: Most people do.

[phone beeps]

They frighten me.

Look, Roxanne, I've got people
coming in this afternoon.

Can't you take him over there?

Alright, alright.

We're on our way.

woman over PA: Dr. Thacker
to O.R., STAT.

Dr. Thacker to O.R., STAT

Benny.

Your mother was just
too weak to keep going.

Is she dead?

Yes, I'm sorry, she is.

Could I see her?

If you want to.

Does she look different?

No, I don't think so.

I'd like to see her.

woman over PA: Dr. Newton
to O.R, STAT.

Dr. Newton O.R., STAT.

Would you come with me, Arnie?

Yeah, sure.

[instrumental music]

I've never seen a person
who was dead before.

She looks like
she is just sleeping.

I know she is not though.

Whenever she was sleeping
and I'd come in the room,

she'd wake up right away.

I wouldn't mean
to wake her, just...

sit by her bed.

But as soon
as I'd look at her...

she'd open her eyes.

[siren wailing]

She's not even really
in the room now, is she?

Not really.

Is she in heaven?

Yeah, Benny.

She is in heaven right now.

[theme music]

[indistinct chatter]

Can I help you?

My name is Douglas Brackman.
I'm here to see Mr. Farrell.

- You got an appointment?
- I don't have an appointment.

Well, what do you
want to see him about?

It's a personal matter.

Then you can just
take a seat and wait

because he's on
the phone right now

and you've got all these
people ahead of you.

I'd appreciate it
if you tell him I'm here.

Just as soon
as I get an opportunity.

Excuse me.

Watch yourself
on the stairs now.

Alright, who is next?

Vindajit Rikram.

Erroll Farrell?

I'm Douglas Brackman.

- Douglas?
- Yes.

In half a minute,
I'm going to burst out crying.

She's some dame, that Rusty.

You've got to see pictures
of her when she was younger.

They would knock your eyes out.

How well did you know
our father, Erroll?

He saw me like once
every two months.

My mother was making
stag movies.

This wasn't exactly
father knows best.

Do you hate him?

Yes, I do.

But it's probably not
for what you think.

It's not that you got
the big chair

while I'm giving
Christmas presents

to paramedics so they'll carry
my business cards.

I mean this is my life.
I accept that.

He did give you an education.

Dougie... I'm not saying no.

What hurt was I couldn't
have a big brother.

I would have liked
a brother too.

Tinkering with the Chevy
out in the garage.

Touch football on the lawn
at Thanksgiving

like Jack and Bobby.

The smell of Old Spice
on the Friday night

when your older brother
gets ready to go out.

This is the stuff
I'm talking about.

I missed it too, kid.

God, I missed it.

You don't know how much
I've wondered about you.

[crying]

Dougie, I missed it.

Look, Lynn, this is not
the most comfortable thing

in the world for either of us,
believe me.

It's just that
if you're so concerned

about Michael and me,
I think the person

you should be
talking to is Michael.

I guess I want to know
what it is you have in mind.

I don't have anything
particularly in mind.

You're not interested
in a second go-around?

[laughs] I don't know.

Can I get either of you
something from the bar?

Ah, yes, a vodka tonic, please.

Nothing, thank you.

Look, the fact is Michael and I
have a lot of history together.

History doesn't interest me.

Well then, I'm not sure
what you want me to tell you.

Well, you,
you've already told me.

I'm not walking away from here
with any kind of assurances.

Lynn: Assurances?
Is that what you've wanted?

Well... not really.

I probably wouldn't
have believed you

even if you gave them to me.

So why did you ask me to lunch?

To take a measure of you,
to talk to you face to face.

Having done it,
I can't say I dislike you.

Nor I you.

What's worse,
I can't dismiss you.

Lynn: I'll tell you what else
you can't do, Grace.

You can't win me
over as a friend

in order to remove
me as a threat.

Oh, that's okay, Lynn.

I'm not here to make friends.

Vodka tonic.

Are you ladies
ready to order yet?

Guys, a lawyer can
only serve one client.

As amicable as everything
maybe right now,

there's no guarantee
that at some point

the two of you
aren't going to go to war.

And having an agreement
drawn by one attorney,

especially one that's close
to both of you as I am,

it's an invitation to charges
of overreaching, of a sell-out,

of confidences being abused.

It's bound
to create resentment.

Arnie, there is no resentment.

All we want to do is make
things as neat as possible.

- I've read the agreement.
- Is everything in order?

There's nothing
manifestly wrong with it,

if that's what you mean.

Fine, let me have it.

I don't want you
to think that I'm passing

on the fairness of it though.

Arnie, you've really made your
position very clear on this.

Stuart, I've seen
this kind of thing

blow up all too often.

Now believe me, this one won't.

Stuart.

You know...

I honestly don't think
I've ever loved you

as much as I do
right at this very moment.

No, no, I do.

Your willingness to sign this,
this agreement...

is all anyone
could ever ask for,

and I simply couldn't ask
for more than that.

What? What?

Thank you, here you go.

I think I'll let you two have
a moment to yourselves.

You manipulative
little bastard.

Ann, come on.

This had nothing to do
with your relatives

or your family trust funds.

This was a test.

You can't trust what I say
or rely on my character,

so you set up a situation,

see if Ann will put herself
at a legal disadvantage

for any future lawsuits
she might bring.

Aren't you clever, Stuart?

Aren't you just the grandmaster
of subtle gamesmanship?

Look, I'm not
a grandmaster of anything.

I'm a 42-year-old guy

whose whole life
is about to change.

Well, maybe you should
save yourself the trouble

and leave it the way it is.

Can you understand
that I just had to know

whether someone
would want me... for me.

Not someone, Stuart, me!

And you just have
Arnie notarize that

and you'll be all set.

I don't want
the agreement, Ann.

Ann: You might wish
you didn't want it,

but you suggested it,

you drew it,
you got me to sign it,

and now you are going
to live with it.

I want fully executed copies
of that agreement

in a file marked
Kelsey Markowitz,

so this little gesture of
yours never gets forgotten.

And one more thing, Stuart,

don't you ever trot out
your hoops for me

to jump through again.

Leland... you wanted to see me?

Where do we stand on Carillo?

We are summing up
for the jury tomorrow.

Victor, I got a call
from the City Attorney.

You turned down
another settlement offer.

Carmen Carillo... turned down
their settlement offer.

Leland: On your recommendation,
I assume.

On my recommendation?

I'd like to get your thinking
on the matter.

Victor: My thinking is that
it's a lousy offer.

And why the hell
are they calling you?

Well, it's strictly
your decision,

which is what I've
told the City Attorney.

But I do want to know
what's driving you.

I want to know
that personal animus

is not getting in the way
of a member of this firm

practicing good law.

Animus toward whom?

Let's stop waltzing around.

You've got no love
for police officers

going back to your days
in the public defender's office.

Well, actually I'd date it
farther back than that.

There's no question
cops can't step out of line.

Victor: Leland, don't tell
me about cops,

not until they've
shined their spotlight

into your eyes and told you
to grab some wall,

not until you've been
spread-eagled and cuffed

because they thought
you looked like someone else.

You recall that
happening to you much

when you were fifteen?

That's never happened to me.

They make much of a point
of checking to see

if whatever vehicle
you happen to be driving

is stolen to this day?

Victor, you're not doing
your client any good.

If the merits of the case
are taking second money

to your wanting
to tee off on the LAPD.

Our client has the benefit
of my best legal judgment.

The fact that I don't mind
nailing a cop

for not doing his job
doesn't change that.

Mr. Markowitz, believe me,

it's really best to work
these things out in advance.

Yeah, look, I-- I-- I'm going
to have to let you know.

Let me tell you about
a wedding I once did, okay?

To start off,
I do a little Arlen,

a little CarMichael,
a little Gershwin, nice stuff.

Now, somebody says,"Ooh, ooh,

do you know
"Send in the clowns?"

Hey, I'm an agreeable guy.

Four bars into it,
the bride screams,

runs over, slams the lid down.

Busted two fingers.

She probably had a bad
association with that song.

I guess.

Anyway, the deal
I usually work out

is I do three sets
of an hour each,

plus the pre-ceremony.

I can let you have
a little classical there

if you want, for five hundred.

Yeah, but like I said,

I'm just going
to have to let you know.

Not to push here,
but you better give me

the date in advance
as soon as possible.

Fall, I've got Bar Mitzvah's,
Christmas's cocktail parties

and spring, oh forget about it,
we're into...

- Weddings.
- Right.

Well, you'll know
as soon as I do.

So what's your
favorite song anyway?

"My one and only love."

- You know that one?
- Hey.

[piano music]

[sighs]

Michael: Gracy.

What's all this?

I think we ought to take
a little break, you and me.

[sighs]

What kind of break?

I'm moving back
to my place, Michael.

It isn't a punishment.

It's a way of, of regaining
my balance a little.

I need to take a deep breath
and think about what I want.

Well, I know what I want.

Well, maybe you do
and maybe you don't.

But if you need
to think about Lynn,

if you need to see her
or to talk to her,

you should do it.

And I don't want to feel
like I'm in the way.

Well, what if I need
to see you?

[laughs] You will call me
and you will see me.

Just like I'll call you.

This isn't the end of anything.

It's just a temporary retreat.

I always get a little nervous
when anyone

tells me something
is just temporary.

Yeah, well...

I'm a little nervous myself.

Your Honor.

Did you in fact
promise this woman

that you would
correct her accent?

I am not a carnival barker.

I am a professional person.

I told her we could,
with diligence on her part

to correct her accent.

Don't forget,
an Eastern European accent

is one of the most difficult
to correct.

He tell me nothing,

just fast, fast, sign here.

Half the time,
they cancel the classes.

And meanwhile,
every audition I go to,

I open my mouth

and all anybody can say is...

"Another Albanian."

Douglas: Alright, alright.

The defendant
will return the amount

of the plaintiff's tuition
without interest or penalties.

As this is the last case
on today's calendar,

we stand in recess.

Thank you, Your Honor.

I see you've been decorated.

You've got quite an eye, Judge.

You're the first person
to notice.

I make it a point
of noticing you, Miss Vasek.

What's the award for?

Large bore sharpshooting
from a prone position.

Is that right?

Hey, Your Honor.
I've got something for you.

Stand back, sir.

Whoa, no mas, baby, no mas.

It's alright, Rhonda.

- Your Honor.
- What brings you down here?

What brings me?

I follow your career
from a distance for years.

You parachute into my life,

awakened deep feelings
of fraternal love

and you ask
what brings me down here?

I'm just surprised you knew
where to find me, that's all.

This ain't bad.

Erroll, I'm a little
pressed for time.

Hey look, I've got
a mutually beneficial

business proposition to make

from which I feel assured
we both can prosper.

You ready?

Wacky Wally,
the appliance giant,

they're looking
for a firm to take care

of their collections.

Flat retainer
against billable hours.

All you do is go in
to delinquent accounts.

You throw me a piece
and the rest is yours.

Erroll...

Mckenzie Brackman
isn't a collection firm.

What is that, written
in stone some place?

As long as the money
is green, what's the diff?

Maybe there's no diff.

We're just not inclined
to get into that field.

Do I detect a certain
reluctance in you

to get involved in any
business dealings with me?

Is that an accurate perception
on my part or what?

Because if it is,
the least I would expect

is some recognition
of the degree

to which I took it
in the neck family-wise.

Well, that really
wasn't my doing.

Was it, Erroll?

Et tu, Dougie.

Well, was it?

What do I have to do to get
a little caring in this world?

I was cut adrift in a dark,
dark ocean, Douglas.

Do I have to go to your mother
for a safe harbor?

That sounds like
blackmail, Erroll.

That's somewhat
of a harsh characterization.

I happened to be a very
family-oriented individual,

and maybe I can get from her,

what you seem
unwilling to give.

Well, you do
what you have to do.

But I'll tell you right now,

I'm not running
the firm into the ground

or risking my own disbarment

in order to spare
my mother's feelings.

She'll have to take her knocks
just like everyone else.

Are we clear on that point?

Being a cop is one tough job.

There is no question about it.

Our lives, however,
depend on someone doing it

and doing it right.

Now we have heard
witnesses who were present

testify that there was
an opportunity

for this officer to have acted,

that there were moments

when the gunman's back
was turned,

when his gun was pointing
towards the floor.

But this officer wasn't
looking for an opportunity.

He turned his back...

and he waited
for it to be over.

Police can't be everywhere.

How many times have
we all heard that said?

The real point of this trial
is that Carl Sackett was there

with his badge and his gun,

and it didn't mean
a blessed thing.

Now he has told
us in his judgment

it was safer to do nothing.

Ladies and gentlemen,
it's always safer

to do nothing.

Carmen Carillo deserved
better than that then.

She deserves that someone
be held accountable now.

Imagine, if you will,
a different scenario

than the one presented here.

Imagine that Officer Sackett
produced his badge and his gun

and the plaintiff's
assailant refused

to peacefully surrender.

He fires, they fire back.

Carmen Carillo is wounded.

Well, we all know
what happens now.

Same plaintiff, same defendant,

only this time
the complaint charges

negligent use of force,

reckless endangerment,
etcetera, etcetera.

Now we all know that
being a cop is a tough job.

But what the plaintiff
and her able attorney

have done for all their claims
about public safety

is to make it
an impossible one.

Now this cop made a decision...

based on 17 years
of experience,

on the conditions
of the moment,

on everything
he had to base it on

and he decided
not to make a move.

Now the plaintiff insists

that the result
of this decision

is that she was raped.

I ask you to consider that
the result of this decision

is that she is alive.

Now, no one wishes
to minimize the trauma

that Carmen Carillo
has gone through

and perhaps
this trial will have

some cathartic benefit for her.

But what she is asking for
is not justice.

The men responsible
have thus far escaped

having to answer
for their crimes.

Don't make
an innocent man guilty...

in their place.

Did you plan on taking
it to your grave, Leland?

What's that?

The whole netherworld
of my father's life,

which you, my partner
and confidant,

have been concealing from me.

What are you
talking about, Douglas?

I'm talking about Rusty.

I'm talking
about Erroll Farrell.

I would have been
in here sooner,

but I feel like I've been
locked in the Fun House

for the past two days.

Didn't you think I had a right
to my own past, Leland?

It's not your past.

It's your father's.

My loyalties to him,

my legal duties as trustee
were more compelling

than your right to know.

And if that hurt you..

well, I'm sorry.

Your father...

he chose a difficult existence
for himself, Douglas.

But I think he dealt with it
in the best way that he could.

I guess I'm a little more
like him than I thought.

I always wanted to be
the, the lawyer he was,

the, the personality he was.

As it turns out...

we both just like
to cheat on our wives.

Well, it's a chapter
in a biography, Douglas.

It's not a whole life.

Carmen: How long
does it usually take?

Victor: Oh, it depends.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Go ahead.

Can I talk to you
without your lawyer here?

No... he stays.

I just want you to hear it
one time from me.

I'm sorry what happened
to you in there.

Who isn't?

Sackett: What happened wasn't
because I didn't care.

It happened.

I couldn't have stopped it.

How do you know?
You didn't try?

I'll never know, okay.

I'll never know.

Maybe I could have
dropped them.

But maybe I would have
put a round in you trying.

The fact is, at least
you're alive and well.

Listen, I may be alive.

But mister, don't you go
telling me that I am well.

I remember
what it was like to be well,

and I am not well anymore.

We used to have a saying.

Iron men with wooden
sticks have been replaced

by wooden men with iron sticks.

There's nothing
I can say, is there?

Back then was
when it all counted.

I'm finished in the department.

Nothing's going to change that.

But do you think
there's any way

you could find it
in your heart...

to forgive me?

No.

Ah, no.

Of course, not.

When all is said and done...

I sat there.

You and I both know that.

The rest is for the lawyers.

[indistinct chatter]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Jury has been out
a long time, huh?

Um, no, not that long.

- You're getting hungry?
- No, no.

[gunshot]

Oh, God.

[indistinct]

Officer: Alright.
Come one, back out.

- Back out.
- [indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

That's a nice picture of her.

That was
at a fourth of July picnic.

Benny, would you know
if your mother had a cake comb

or a big knife to cut the cake?

I'm not sure where she kept it.

Oh, that's alright.

I'll find something?

Arnie said he'll try
to come by this weekend.

- Oh, did he?
Benny: Yeah.

Benny: He'd have been
at the memorial service,

but he had to be in court.

This is me and my mom
at the Olympics.

It's real hard to lose someone
who is close to you, Benny.

It's the hardest thing
in the world.

It is hard.

Sometimes it makes it easier
to be able to go to work

and see that
there are other people

who care about you.

It's never going
to be like it was

with me and my mom again, no.

No, no, it's not.

She used to make
a big plate of ginger snacks.

She called them zu-zu crackers.

We'd sit in the den together.

Sometimes we'd watch TV,
sometimes we'd play cards.

Benny, do you know where your
mother kept the dish soap?

She told me, but I forget.

[crying] I forget
where she kept anything.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, Benny.

[instrumental music]

It's okay. It's okay.

[theme music]