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[door opens]

Dammit, Roxanne.
Enough is enough.

This has been going on
for over a week.

I cannot take any more
of this hostility.

I would think
under the circumstances,

I would get
a little understanding.

The circumstances were
that your wife was out there

organizing a surprise
birthday party

to show you
how much she loves you

while you were in here
committing

sex acts with a client.

Exactly. Do you have
any idea what it's like

for me to have to cope
with such a guilt?

- Oh, please.
[Arnie] Think about it, Roxanne.

The easy thing to do
would be to confess.

To cleanse my conscience and
unload the burden. But I don't.

And you know why I don't?

Because it would hurt
Corrinne too much,

and I couldn't bear
the thought of doing that,

so I hold it all in,
suffering all the pain

myself for her sake.

- You're incredible.
Arnie: Roxanne...

I wasn't going
to say this, but...

And I-- I don't
want you to worry.

- But I'm sick.
- What do you mean you're sick?

It's nothing to panic about yet,
but I'm not well.

- I have satyriasis.
- Sata what?

Satyriasis. Abnormally excessive
sexual compulsion,

probably caused by a small
lesion on my hypothalamus.

Now, the doctors, they think
it's treatable, but I have

to go through some more tests,
so right now, I'm just,

I'm trying to think positive.

- Satyriasis.
Arnie: I'm gonna beat this.

With the support of my family
and my friends,

I know I can beat this.

Just be there for me, Rox.

Give me strength.

[theme music]

[music continues]

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[solemn music]

[music continues]

Alright, let's get
started, people.

We've got full docket.

First up, as senior partner,

I've taken the liberty of
setting up a few

meetings with some of you
this week,

regarding various
administrative matters.

Stuart, you and I will meet
after we're done here.

Ann, I've got you
slated for 2:15.

Michael, 11:30 tomorrow, please.

- I'm not sure I'm free.
- You are.

I confirmed with your secretary.
Jonathan, Tommy,

I also have projects for you
which we can discuss later.

Where did you send Abby?
She was rushing--

Abby's in court handling
another matter

I assigned to her under
my authority as senior partner.

She'll be back by noon.

Moving on,
Shaw versus Gendler.

Oh, yeah, that's mine.

We represent the buyer
of a house

trying to rescind the sale.

Trial starts today.

What grounds for the recession?

- It's haunted.
Stuart: Haunted?

- I beg your pardon?
- The house is haunted.

Two day trial at most, we
should be finished up by Friday.

[sighs] Grace, where does your
court martial stand?

- We go today.
Arnie: Where's the defense here?

The guy disobeyed a direct order
during combat,

what bigger form of treason
can there be?

Refusing to attack
innocent civilians

doesn't spell treason to me.

Douglas: They weren't civilians,
they were soldiers

in the Panama Defense Force,
guarding General Noriega.

You don't know that.

I certainly know that Noriega
had to be captured--

Not that way,
he didn't. Innocent--

You had a better way, Ann?

It was an excellent
surgical strike.

Oh, come on. We were looking
for an excuse

to shatter the wimp image.

That invasion was overkill.

That's enough. You want to
malign the United States

of America, do it
on your own time.

Not during the staff meeting
while I'm in charge.

We're adjourned.

[sighs]

[door opens]

What's up?

I've decided to take you off
the Mancuso trial.

What?

It makes more sense
to let one of our own

full-time litigators
handle it, so--

I'm a good trial lawyer,
Douglas.

Douglas: Of course you are.
But Michael, Victor,

Ann, Grace, Tommy,
Jonathan, even Abby,

have more experience.

Plus which,
your running off to court

all the time makes
our tax department

seemed half assed
and we can't have that,

especially with the new
regulations becoming law.

You can't just pull me off
a case like this!

Yes, I can.
I'm the senior partner.

This isn't a demotion.

It's just that in order
for this firm to function

at its highest level,
we have to get everybody

here doing what they do best,
with you, its taxes.

Well, I don't want to do taxes
for the rest of my life--

I'm sorry, my decision is final.

You're our only tax expert.

We need you more there
than in court.

I trust you to recognize this

and do what's best
for the firm, that's all.

[vehicles rumbling]

Mrs. Shaw We'd been
in the house about five weeks

when we began to hear it.

What exactly did you hear?

Mrs. Shaw It was this muted
like moaning.

We first thought it sounded like
a wounded animal.

But then as we listened,
it was a woman. A woman in pain.

Cara: Did you and your husband
both hear this?

Mrs. Shaw Yes. That's the only
reason I know I'm not crazy,

because Jimmy heard it too.

It was this throaty, muted,

li-- like a woman trying to cry
but she couldn't.

Where were you
when you heard this?

Mrs. Shaw We were in our bed.
We got up and we looked

all over the house
and we didn't find anything.

Then as we walked back into
the bedroom, it got louder.

Not loud ever, but louder.

And when we got back to the bed
that's when we knew it.

Well, that the sounds were
coming from inside the bedroom.

- Was anyone else there?
Mrs. Shaw No.

There was no one else
in the entire house.

You must have been
scared to death.

- Objection.
Cara: I'm sorry.

Did you ever hear
any of these sounds again?

Yes, um, three more times
over the next week.

We finally checked into a motel.

Jimmy looked up
the history of the house

because, well,
we thought it was haunted.

Cara: And what did your
husband's investigation reveal?

That in 1962, a woman
by the name of Nancy Atkins

was stabbed to death
in that very room.

The police never caught
who did it.

Did you know this
when you bought the house?

Of course not. The only reason
we found out at all

was because
we heard that moaning.

So now you want your money back.

There's something in there.
I know it sounds crazy,

and I'm not one
to believe in ghosts.

But we've slept in that
bedroom, and we know

for a fact there's
something's in there.

Thank you, Ms. Shaw.
That's all.

[man coughs]

About a month after you
moved in, your husband

got laid off from work,
isn't that right?

Objection. Relevance?

This man took a new job which
paid him $700 less a month.

They suddenly couldn't make
the mortgage

payment and they wanted out.

We could make
the mortgage payments.

Kenneth: You've tried to
sell this place, have you not?

But with the collapse of the
real estate market

you can't get
what you paid for it.

So you've come up
with this ghost story

in order to get recession on--

We didn't come up with it.
We heard what we heard.

There was moaning in that house.

You were doing the moaning
over its declining market value.

- Mrs. Shaw It happened!
- Alright, Mr. Clipner.

Sorry. Did you see any ghosts?

W-- well, we-- we didn't
see anything. But--

Thank you, ma'am.
Nothing further.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chattering]

Kenners and Brumet
definitely tow the Army line.

Auerbach should be
fairly sympathetic,

but other than that,
the panel's pretty stacked.

- Colonel Massien?
Danowitz: Fair judge.

He's a good draw.
Rainero is one of their

top prosecutors, though...

They always use him
for the big ones.

I'll see what the hold up is.

- Hang in there.
Robert: Yes, sir.

You'll be running the show
in there, right, Ms. Van Owen?

No offense to Captain Danowitz,
I know he's on my side.

But he's army.

And when all this is over,
he still has to answer to them.

Well, I don't.

You've got the best possible
defense, Robert.

I promise you that.

Do you think we can win?

I don't know.

They only need
two-thirds to convict, and...

this is military court.

The code name for the operation
was Just Cause.

Our mission was to capture
General Noriega

and bring him back to the
United States for trial.

Major Charles: But
specifically, sir,

what were you trying to do

on the night of December
20th, 1989?

I was in charge of Alpha Company

in the El Chorrillo section
of Panama City,

where there were about
1000 troops

loyal to General Noriega.

Their communications
were located in three buildings.

My orders were to
knock 'em out.

And how did you proceed,
captain?

I deployed my men
around the three buildings,

when suddenly
Lieutenant Bradin's unit

became pinned down
by sniper fire.

After discussing the situation
with Lieutenant Bradin,

I ordered him to use the tank
and take out the snipers.

Major Charles: And were
these orders carried out?

Jaworski: No. He refused.

And when I repeated the order,
he again refused.

And this was while
you were under enemy fire?

Yes, sir.

After that, I gave the order

to his platoon sergeant,
who carried it out.

The sniper fire
was suppressed.

After which, I had Lieutenant
Bradin taken into

military custody
where I preferred charges

for disobeying a direct order.

Thank you, sir.

Grace: Captain Jaworski,
did Lieutenant Bradin offer

any reason for his behavior?

He claimed there were
non-combatants

positioned inside the building.

Grace: And where were you,
sir, at this time?

I was at the C.P.,
two blocks away.

So when Lieutenant Bradin told
you he saw civilians,

you don't know
that to be false, do you?

Panamanian Defense soldiers
often dress up as civilians.

I'm familiar with the tactics
of the PDF, Captain,

but we are talking about
a civilian neighborhood.

Are you telling this panel

there were no
innocent people around?

No, I'm telling this panel that
there were enemy soldiers

entrenched in that neighborhood,

some of whom were spraying us
with machine gun fire.

Grace: So you started
leveling buildings,

even though the
Geneva Convention says

you have a duty to minimize
civilian casualties.

We took measures to ensure that
civilians cleared the area.

Grace: What measures
were those, captain?

- Artillery missions.
- Artillery missions?

That means you shelled them.

The bombardment
was meant to discourage

them from remaining in the area.

Grace: But we're talking
about massive bombardment.

You shelled them.

Isn't it possible
that these people

were, were too scared to move?

I have no idea.

So you just went in
with your tanks, anyway.

My men were under fire,
counselor.

You were under sniper fire.

And you respond
by ordering your tanks

to destroy an entire
civilian neighborhood.

I am the one who has to
write the letters

to their mothers and fathers
telling them their

son is dead.,
I am responsible--

What about the
Panamanian families?

Who writes to them?

- Objection.
- Counsel.

You give no warning to evacuate.

You just start shelling.

It was a war, lady.

It wasn't a war until
we invaded.

You don't know.
You weren't there!

Lieutenant Bradin was there.

He was looking
at the innocent people

you ordered him to kill.

Ms. Van Owen, that's enough.

Alright, let's adjourn
for this afternoon.

We'll reconvene at 10 o'clock
tomorrow morning.

We'd been pinned down
for about ten minutes.

There were maybe 30
of us on foot,

about 200 feet
from the building.

I was positioning my tank
when the order came in.

But lieutenant, you refused
to execute that order.

Yes, ma'am.

Grace: Could you tell
the court why?

As I was looking
through my night scope,

I saw many civilians
in the area.

All unarmed.
There were women and old people.

Grace: What did they appear
to be doing?

They appeared to be running
for their lives, ma'am.

Did any of them
fire at you or your men?

No, ma'am.

Grace: And is this what you
reported to Captain Jowarski?

Yes, ma'am.

He just told me
to carry out the order.

Grace: But you refused.

I would have killed
too many innocent people.

I just couldn't do that.

Grace: Thank you, lieutenant.

You were under machine gun fire,
were you not?

In my opinion,

there were many more civilians
than there were snipers.

In your opinion.

As part of your training
in the preparation

for the invasion of Panama City,

you were told that
Panamanian soldiers often

dressed up like civilians,
isn't that correct?

Yes, sir.

And yet here you are in combat

suddenly deciding
which is which.

I know what I saw.
Those people weren't soldiers.

Major Charles: Well, why don't
you describe those

distinctions for us,
lieutenant.

I saw them.
They were in a panic.

Is it possible these were
PDF soldiers

in a panic in the face of
the overwhelming fire power?

I didn't believe that
to be the case, sir.

You didn't believe
that to be the case.

So, based on your hunch

you decided to disobey
a direct order.

- Those people --
Charles: Answer the question.

Isn't that what happened?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, lieutenant.
That's all.

[door opens]

- You wanted us?
- Ah, you're both here. Great.

A copy of our liability
insurance policy,

together with
an assignment memo.

I need the research by 9 a.m.
tomorrow.

Copy of our lease, also attached
to an assignment memo.

I need your research
by the end of the day.

But Ann Kelsey's waiting
for me to shepardize

some cases through West Law,
I don't have--

You tell her the senior partner
took you off her case

and put you on his.

Mary Jane, tell Mike Kuzak
I'm ready for him now.

Yes, Mr. Brackman.

[door closes]

[telephone ringing]

- Hello, Rox.
- Hi.

Arnie's in probate
all afternoon, Corrinne.

I'm not even sure he's
coming back to the office today.

I know. I came to talk to you.

In private.

Okay.

[door opens]

[door closes]

What's up?

I think Arnie's having
an affair.

- Excuse me?
- Something's wrong.

I can just feel it with him.

[inhales] For the last week
he's been...

completely solicitous.

Like he's feeling guilty.

I know it's unfair for me
to come to you like this.

[inhales deeply]

Is he having an affair?

Not to my knowledge. No.

So I'm...

just being paranoid.

Nothing's happened,
I'm just being paranoid?

Roxanne?

[nervously chuckles] I-- I don't
think it's appropriate

for me to talk about
Arnie's personal life.

Oh, my God!

Corrinne.

This isn't an easy
conversation, Michael.

The time spent by this firm,
mainly by you,

on Earl Williams' murder defense

translates to a bill
of $485,000 dollars.

A bill which to date
remains unpaid.

Yeah, well,
he's obviously having

a difficult time right now.

- He never got his job back.
- I know.

I ran an assets check.

He is, however, still living in
a house valued at $470,000.

I had Abby go after that house.

You what?!

She got the pre-judgment
attachment yesterday morning.

You son-of-a-bitch!
Why wasn't I told--

Because you would've helped
Earl oppose our motion.

Well, you're damn right
I would have helped him!

Listen, Michael,
I know you like this man. But--

Well, hat's not the point! You
went behind my back, Douglas.

- Douglas: Hear me out, Michael.
- I'll go back into court--

Hear me out!

I have no intention of chasing
Earl out of his house.

But the assets check revealed,

he's extremely deep in the red.

He could sell his house
to pay off those other debts,

in which case
we'd be left with nothing.

This way, we're protected.

And by securing
the pre-judgment,

the bank's are more convinced
of our solvency,

giving me a better shot
at getting a loan

we desperately need
for expansion.

I want that attachment dissolved
immediately, do you hear me?

That won't happen until
he can guarantee the debt.

Time's up on you, Douglas.

I'll organize the
lynching myself.

You're no senior partner.

Not even for six weeks.

[door opens]

[door slams shut]

And would you describe
for the court exactly

what a parapsychologist is,
Dr. Lewen?

Well, briefly, I specialize
in psychical research,

paranormal
or psychic occurrences.

- Ghosts.
Mitchell: Yes. Ghosts.

I'd like to call your attention,
doctor, to the residence

located at 14 Oriole Drive

in Los Feliz, California.

The home which is the subject
for this proceeding.

Did you ever have cause
to investigate this residence?

Yes, I did.
In 1982, I was called

by the owners of the house
because they suspected

the presence of
a supernatural being.

Cara: 1982.

So these were people
other than my clients.

Yes. Yes.
These would be the people

who eventually sold the home
to the defendant.

Thank you. And did your
investigation confirm

the presence of a ghost
in this house?

Well, we definitely detected
the electromagnetic energy.

Yes, yes, we did.

I'm sorry, doctor,
you lost me with that one.

Inside every house there
is an electromagnetic field.

In very simple terms,
this, this field can absorb

the emotional energy expended
in that environment.

In cases of extreme
emotional intensity,

this field can almost,
well, record it.

Then play it back.
That playback,

if you will, would be
what we call a ghost.

So if a gruesome murder...

occurred in this field,

is there a chance it would
be recorded electromagnetically?

Oh, absolutely.

And guiding from
my investigation of this house,

the emotional energy
of that murder

is, in fact,
still present there.

The house is haunted?

In layman's terms, yes,
the house is haunted.

Thank you, doctor. That's all.

Did you see any apparitions
in this house?

No, and nothing
showed up on infrared.

But the Geiger countings
were off the chart.

Ah-huh. Did you hear
the moaning?

Mitchell: Personally, no.
But two sets of owners have--

It was a ghost on playback.

Probably hopped
right out of the VCR.

I'll tell you this, Mr. Clipner,
I conduct over

two hundred investigations
of ghost sightings every year,

the majority of which I dismiss.

This one I did not.

Like Mrs. Shaw said, there is
something present in that house.

Last year, you investigated a
ghost in a San Diego house

where strange singing
had occurred, didn't you?

- Objection. This--
Kenneth: Goes to credibility.

And you concluded there was
a ghost in that one too.

- Didn't you?
- There was a psychic presence.

- That's correct.
- And you identified this ghost?

I didn't have enough data
to form a con--

Kenneth: But you had
an opinion, doctor.

Mitchell: Yes, I did.

And in your opinion, doctor,

who was doing this singing?

[sighs] Elvis Presley.

[all chuckling softly]

Nothing further.

I've been a journalist
for the Miami Tribune

for the last seven years.

And you had been assigned
to Panama City?

Yes, specifically to investigate
General Noriega's

involvement with
Miami drug trafficking.

Ms. Dawson, could you tell us

what transpired that night,
December 20, 1989?

Yes. I was interviewing one of
my sources in El Chorillo,

and suddenly the sky
just lit up with fire.

It was explosions
from American gunfire.

What did you do?

Well, we made it
to a Catholic Church.

It was the only
brick building around

and people knew
it wouldn't burn.

But the rest of the town
was gutted.

Grace: What did you see
that night, Ms. Dawson?

Mostly I saw American military
and American tanks.

I saw members of the
Panamanian Defense Force

fighting back.

I saw people running for safety.

There were civilians
in the area?

This was a residential
neighborhood, counselor.

People lived there.

Grace: And were civilians
killed?

Joan: Many were killed.
Thousand more were injured.

The gentleman
that I interviewed that night...

he was killed.

He was a civilian.

When did you find out
that he had been killed?

Two months later when I had to
identify his body.

He had been dug up
from a mass grave.

Grace: What do you mean,
ma'am, when you say

his body was dug up?

There was more
and more information

that the dead civilians
were being rounded up

by American troops
and buried in mass graves.

To cover up the fact that
innocent lives had been lost,

they dumped them into these
big pits and buried them.

One of the mass graves
was found.

They found a 123 rotting bodies
in the Jardin de Paz Cemetery.

Stuffed into plastic
garbage bags.

Grace: Who put them there?

The U.S. Army admitted
to doing it.

No identification.
No notification to the families.

Our military killed
innocent civilians

and stuffed them into
garbage bags.

Grace: How many
civilian casualties

resulted from the United States
invasion of Panama?

Three hundred have been
confirmed dead.

But other reports say
maybe twice that.

We'll probably never know.

Why is that, ma'am?

- In my opinion?
Grace: Yes.

Because the Army engaged
in a massive cover-up.

They killed a lot of
innocent people.

They trampled an entire town

and left over
15,000 people homeless.

And I don't think they want
the people back

here to know about that.

Grace: Thank you, Ms. Dawson.
I have nothing further.

Do you have any knowledge
our military

was trying to kill civilians?

No, and I don't believe
they were.

They were after Noriega's men.

That's right.
And did you ever see

an American soldier
directly shoot a civilian?

Directly at them? No.
But with all the explosions--

Thank you, ma'am. And to your
knowledge it is possible

that Panamanian Defense Forces
did occupy the building

Lieutenant Bradin was ordered
to target, right?

It's possible, yes.
But that's not--

And, ma'am, just so I can be
clear on your pre-disposition

here, you've written various
articles, prior to this event,

extremely critical of the
United States military

presence in Panama, right?

Yes, that's right.

Major Charles: Thank you,
Ms. Dawson.

That's all I have.

[cricket chirping]

[door opens]

Arnie: What the hell is this?

This is you moving out, that's
what it is. Corrinne? I don't--

Corrinne: You're
sleeping around.

- And this marriage is over.
- Hold on a second.

Corrinne: You have no idea
how much you disgust me.

I'm only more disgusted
with myself

for getting taken in by you.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Shut-up! You just shut-up!

God, I hate you! I...

- Go back to bed, honey. Go on.
- Why are you yelling?

Just go back to bed
right now, okay?

I-- I'll be there in a minute.

[sighs] Oh, God.

What have I done to her?

I let her get attached to you.

I let her love you.

Oh, God.

Corrinne, let me explain.

No, Arnie, just get out.

Get out! Just get out now!

[instrumental music]

Roxanne, you betrayed me!

No, she suspected you were
having an affair!

And you confirmed it!

No, all I did was refuse to lie.
It was...

it was an impossible situation!

Well, you won't ever
have to face it again.

- You're fired!
- What?

Arnie: Nobody does
what you just did to me.

- You ruined my life!
- You did this to yourself!

- Can't you at least recognize--
Arnie: I said you're fired!

I don't want to hear anything
else from you. Just pack

your crap and get the hell
out of here!

[whimpers]

Everybody everywhere
in this country

wanted to get General Noriega.

So when we invaded Panama
a little over a year ago

and finally flushed him out,

we all cheered.

But some of the cheering stopped
when it became clear exactly

what our military had done.

In violation of the
Geneva Convention,

we disregarded the safety
of innocent people

and used overwhelming
firepower to flatten

a civilian neighborhood.

Killing women, children,

making 15,000 people homeless.

We didn't warn anybody.

We just went in blasting.

Lieutenant Bradin couldn't.

I know I'm not army, and you
probably look at me and think

how can she possibly
understand military.

And maybe I don't.

But my father fought
in World War II

and I grew up listening to his
stories and feeling

his pride at having
risked his life

to protect the values
of this country.

And I grew up always believing

we were the good guys.

But I'm not so sure we were the
good guys that night in Panama.

And I don't believe
I'm the only one

in this room with doubts.

Lieutenant Bradin turned to his
conscience that night.

For his sake, right now...

I'm asking you

to turn to yours.

Thank you.

The Geneva Convention
does not apply here.

Panamanian soldiers
were present in that building,

making it a legitimate
military target.

Of course it was a tough call.

But Captain Jowarski
made that call.

And Lieutenant Bradin
willfully disregarded it.

While in combat with his men
under enemy fire,

Lieutenant Bradin
disobeyed a direct order.

A military, any military,

has to have discipline where
the chain of command is honored.

The second it's not,
as soon as junior officers

are entitled to
call the shots and say

"this order I'll obey,
but this order I won't,"

then we won't have
much of a military, will we?

We put 18 and 19 year olds
in combat with massive weapons.

Now we can have them
in the middle of battle

weighing international law

and pondering their
own interpretation

of the Geneva Convention,

or they can just follow orders.

It's not a tough call,
gentlemen.

You just have to decide

whether you want to win wars

or lose them.

Let's just admit
it was a big mistake.

Which has to be corrected now.

Letting him be senior partner
for one more day--

Now hold on.

He directed Abby to put
an attachment

on Earl Williams house.

That's not the way
we do business.

Well, letting our bill
for a half million dollars

go uncollected is not the way
we do business either.

Leland, I just got a call
from Olympic and Rourke,

our landlords, it seems
Douglas stopped payment

on the rent check and he's
trying to break our lease.

He's Al Haig on the loose,
Leland. You have to stop him.

Well, I can't believe
he'd do that.

Well, believe it.
The guy thinks he's immortal.

He's been like that ever since
he started seeing Vanna White.

Stuart: You've got
to do something.

Woman 1: Perry Littlefield
from Ballantine Insurance

is on three,
he says it's urgent.

Yes, Perry?

Perry: What the hell is with
Douglas Brackman, Leland?

What do you mean?

Perry: I mean, the guy's
demanding we cover you

on the Rosalind Shays verdict.

Leland, that judgment
was for punitive damages.

We don't have to pay you
a nickel.

- I'll look into it, Perry.
Perry: Please do.

Perry: Also, you tell Brackman
I ran his little bluff

by my lawyers
and they said we don't need

Rosalind Shays help
in any of this.

So the fact that you're sleeping
with her now doesn't scare me.

[receiver clinks]

[line buzzing]

Set up a partners meeting.

Stephan: I lived
in the house practically

a year, I never heard anything.

You never heard any moaning

or the sounds
of a woman in pain?

Come on, this whole thing
is a ridiculous ploy

to try and get out of a deal
they wish they hadn't make.

Thank you, Mr. Gendler.
I have nothing further.

When you bought this house,
you knew about Nancy Atkins'

murder, didn't you?

Didn't stop me from buying it.

Why didn't you tell my client
and his broker about it?

Stephan: Because it
didn't matter.

Oh, no, sir.

You withheld that information

because you feared
it would matter.

There is nothing haunted
about the house.

Cara: When you lived
in that house,

why did you sleep
in the downstairs bedroom?

It's a three bedroom house.
I had a choice.

Cara: Yes, but the
master bedroom, the only one

with a private bath,
is upstairs.

Why didn't you choose that one?

I hated the wallpaper.

Cara: You were afraid
of that room.

You were afraid
because Nancy Atkins

was stabbed to death there.

Give me a break.

You were afraid
she might cry out to you.

I wasn't afraid.

Cara: Or maybe
she did speak to you.

Maybe that's why after only a
year, you had to get out.

I wasn't afraid of anything.

No, you just hated
the wallpaper.

[softly chuckling]

I have nothing further,
You Honor.

Closing arguments tomorrow,
2 o'clock.

Your Honor, I'd like to do
my closing tomorrow night,

at the house,
In Nancy Atkins' bedroom.

I beg your pardon?

This case turns on
whether it's reasonable

for my clients to believe
that house is haunted.

The only way for the jury
to properly gauge

that is to go see it.

- At night.
- I object.

Ms. Lamb, this is a very
strange request.

But this also happens to be
a very strange case

and under these circumstances,

I think it would behoove us all
to go take a look.

- You've got to be kidding.
- I'm not kidding.

Judge Weldin: 8 o'clock tomorrow
night, the jury will meet here,

and we'll all go
over there together.

[all mumbling indistinctly]

Members of the panel,
have you reached a verdict?

Yes, sir, we have.

Under Article 90, Article 99,

and Article 133,

we find the defendant,
Second Lieutenant Robert Bradin,

guilty of all charges.

[all mumbling indistinctly]

Anything on sentencing, major?

Mr. President, the government
will be seeking

the maximum allowable
confinement at hard labor.

General Massien: Ms. Van Owen?

Your Honor, before
sentencing, I'd like

the panel to hear from
Lieutenant Bradin.

Sirs.

I went into ROTC at school

because it helped
pay for tuition.

I knew it meant that
I had a debt to my country,

and maybe some day I'd even
have to go to war

and die for my country.

And I was prepared to do that.

I am still prepared to give my
life for my commanding officers,

or for the men who serve
under me.

I was ordered to blow up
innocent people.

To take out sniper fire,

I was ordered to destroy
a civilian building.

I said no to that.

And under the same
circumstances, I'd say no again.

No matter what my government's
trying to prove.

[machine beeps]

[telephone ringing]

[exhaling]

What are you doing?

Arnie fired me.

- Why?
- It's not important.

I'm just not working
here anymore.

Would you like to work for me?

Gee, Douglas, that's,
that's very nice of you--

I'll raise you.
A $125 a week, effective now.

That breaks the secretarial cap.

- See, I'm already in--
- You wouldn't be a secretary.

I need an assistant to help me
with office management.

I'm talking about
a big promotion, Roxanne.

More money, more power.

If you find me too impossible
to work for, you just quit.

What's not to try?

[telephone ringing]

[dog barking in distance]

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

[sighs]

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

- What do you want to say?
- That I'm sorry.

That what I did
was unforgivable.

It only happened once.
That's the only time

it's ever happened
since we've been married.

And, that doesn't make it
any less inexcusable,

but this is not
a pattern, Corrinne.

I promise you.

I also want to say that I can't
picture my life without you

and Chloe and I'll do
anything to fix this.

I've hired a lawyer.
The divorce papers will be filed

probably by the end
of next week.

Don't you think
that's a little rash?

Marrying you was rash.

Corrinne, this was
one stupid slip. It doesn't--

No. That's who you are.

That's what you are.

I feared it going in,
so did you.

Now, maybe if I weren't
a parent, it would've

been okay for me
to take a chance on you.

But to be so reckless
with my little girl's life.

I'm certainly not going
to make that mistake again.

Give me one more chance,
Corrinne. Please.

I'm following the advice
of a former lawyer of mine.

A very good lawyer.

"Walk away from the problem,
get on with your life."

This is my new attorney.

You call him.

From now on, you don't call me.

[door shuts]

Lieutenant Bradin,

this board has a great deal
of sympathy for you.

Your service record indicates

you're both an
outstanding officer

and a fine young man.

Furthermore, there are
some serious questions

about the performance of our
own military in Panama.

And the ratio of ten
Panamanian civilians dead

to every American killed
in action,

makes it hard to believe that we
really did try our best

to minimize civilian casualties,

as required by the
Geneva Convention.

And this business of
policing up civilian bodies,

and wrapping them up
in garbage bags,

and dumping them in mass graves

without any notification
of the families,

if that's true,

well, it's a disgrace,
pure and simple.

And as officers,
and as soldiers,

we should be both shocked
and embarrassed.

But of all the sins
committed that night,

lieutenant, by far
the most dangerous

and far reaching was yours.

You disobeyed
a direct order in combat.

For soldiers

to disobey
their lawful superiors

while under enemy fire,

well, there can be few

greater threats
to our national security.

Therefore, Lieutenant Bradin,

it is this decision
of this board

that you be confined
at hard labor

for a period of ten years...

[indistinct mumbling]

such sentence to be carried out

at the United States
Disciplinary Barracks,

Fort Leavenwworth, Kansas.

[all mumbling indistinctly]

You have no right to just--

If I fire a secretary,
she stays fired.

- I don't need you rehiring her.
- It was a priority matter--

Alright. One thing at a time.

First, what the hell are you
doing breaking our lease?

Douglas: I exploited
a favored nations clause,

with Jonathan's help,
to break the contract.

With the downtown glut of office
space, many buildings

are offering free rent,
some up to two years.

- I don't want to move.
Douglas: We're not moving.

But the threat of moving alone
was enough to allow me

to negotiate a new deal here.

I cut our monthly
payments by 6%,

and got the first six months
rent free.

Now, that adds up to a savings
of $108,000 immediately.

Plus another $137,000
over the next ten years.

I see. But what were you doing
with our insurance carrier,

threatening them with a suit,
telling them of

my relationship
with Rosalind Shays?

I merely pointed out that since
Rosalind is now

sympathetic to us, they couldn't
count on her help

in defending against
an action brought by us.

They're still denying coverage,

but they've agreed to kick in
$170,000 for defense cost.

- You're kidding.
Douglas: No, I'm not.

Douglas: They knew we could run
that much up

in litigation costs, easy.

And there's a very real chance
they could lose.

As for re-hiring Roxanne,
Arnold,

I did that in part to prevent
an extremely viable lawsuit

that she could have against us.

For what? Why was she fired?

- Personality differences.
Douglas: Right.

And, Michael, securing our debt
with Earl Williams

did impress the bank.

With that $300,000 security,
along with the projected savings

of rent and the kick in
by the insurance company,

Brentwood Federal was moved

to give us a brand new
line of credit,

which I've used, in part,

retroactively, to pay out
the partnership bonuses

that we thought we'd have
to forego this year.

Checks for all of you.

Twenty-seven thousand dollars?

- Stuart: Wow.
- How did you do this?

By showing the bank
that we were a half a million

more solvent
than they thought we were.

They made the loan?

- This is fantastic, Douglas.
- That's very good, Douglas.

- Yeah, that's very good.
- Hello, senior partner.

[indistinct chattering]

Okay, we've all had a look.

Ms. Lamb, you want to make
a statement before we go?

Yes. Could everybody
find some wall space,

or maybe sit on the bed
or something.

I don't really have a statement.
I just wanted us all

to come here, take a look,
see where it happened.

Good God, she was sleeping
right over there.

And it was somewhere,
from somewhere,

my clients heard
those awful sounds.

The thing is, Nancy Atkins

couldn't scream the night
she was murdered,

because the killer plunged his
knife straight into her throat,

severing her larynx
and cutting her vocal chords.

But that wasn't the fatal wound.

He continued to stick his knife
into her arms, her legs.

Seventeen times she was stabbed.

There was so much blood,
it seeped through these planks

and dripped into the kitchen.

The coroner said she had
to have suffered.

She couldn't scream.

She tried.

But with her vocal chords cut,

she could barely make a sound.

Some people believe
that to this day, right here,

Nancy Atkins still tries
to cry out for help.

Woman 2: Oh, my God.
What's goin' on?

For heaven's sake.
Where's the light?

- Let's get out of here.
- Excuse me.

[all clamoring]

Kenneth: Alright,
we'll buy back the house

at the same purchase price,
but we're not covering

closing costs or the points.

Hey, they could hit you
with punitives.

You saw how scared they were.

Your guys won't be paying
commission, C.J.

That will more than cover
all the incidentals.

Come on, we're making
them whole, let's finish this.

- Well, okay.
- I'll draft the settlement.

This is so ridiculous.

[car door shuts]

[engine sputtering]

[engine revving]

[leaves rustling]

It's false evidence, you know.
It's as good as lying

to the court,
we could get disbared.

I never said anything about
how or why the lights went out.

Nobody even asked me.

It wasn't a normal
circuit breaker, for God sake.

It was an old fashioned
fuse box.

Here, I couldn't get
the thing back in.

I cut my finger trying.

Mm. Did you get them to settle?

Full purchase price.

You were absolutely perfect.

Isn't this the fuse
that controls that light?

Yeah.

[car doors opening]

[indistinct chatter]

Thank you for everything,
Ms. Van Owen.

I'm not giving up, Robert.

The appeal will be
filed tomorrow.

So don't you give up.

Yeah.

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

- Major Charles: Lieutenant.
- Major.

I'm sorry about the sentence.
I think what you did was wrong,

but I also think with 300,000
soldiers in the Persian Gulf

the panel had to make
an example of you.

Would you go on record
with that?

It's only an opinion, counselor.

Mmm.

[sighs] Let's go, sir.

[somber music]

We're proud of you, son.

[patting]

Okay.

[music continues]

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