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Oh.

Mm.

What's for breakfast?

Depends on what you're making.

Ow.

[laughter]

How does this thing work?

Actually, I don't know.

I use it mostly
as a clothes rack.

So how do you stay toned?

Got a high metabolism.

Worry a lot and
chase after Lucy.

She's still sleeping.

Come on.

Show me how this
contraption works.

- What part of your body you
want to concentrate on first?

Boobs.

You mean pecs.

Mm.

Oh, Daniel.

Yeah?

- My life is finally
making sense mentally,

and physically I'm
approaching my peak.

Me, too.

- Going to law school,
mm, being with you,

having Lucy in my life,
I couldn't be happier.

That's good, Gwen.

What are we talking,
working out?

Let's go for the burn.

Mm.

[theme music]

[upbeat music]

Times a wasting, colleagues.

There's much to be discussed.

Let's get started.

First up, People versus
Emery Lewis and Gary Stubbs.

- I'm assisting Tommy
Mullaney in prosecuting

Stuart's attackers.

What?

What's going on here?

- [laughing] Why is
this table so sticky?

- Something seems to have
affected this finish.

- Real bargain on the
cleaning crew, Douglas.

Holy cow.

What a mess.

[sigh] Tempus fugit.

Pressing ahead,
I'm afraid to ask--

People versus Claudia
Von Rault a.k.a.

Mistress Xenia?

- Our client is facing a rep
for involuntary manslaughter

in the wrongful death
of Eric Schuller.

- I thought Ben Flicker was
charged with that crime.

- Had been until the
police investigation

revealed that Schuller actually
died during a B&D session.

- McKenzie-Brackman
defending a bondage

and discipline dominatrix?

Not while I'm drawing breath.

- Douglas, no one is more
aware than yours truly

that image is everything.

But this case and
its ramifications

could affect our firm, Ben
Flicker, World Wide Studios.

- I've been with us every step
of the way as lead counsel.

- Son of a--

move along, Douglas.

- City of Santa Monica
joined by the NAACP

as amicus versus Alan Ajamian?

- Judge Wishburn is hearing the
city's emergency application

to remove a statue
of Martin Luther King

from Mr. Ajamian's building.

- Yeah, I saw a
picture of that statue.

It was a little too reminiscent
of a lawn jockey for my taste.

Why are you defending him?

- The right to expression
should be at the heart

of any free society.

- Wait, so you don't
think he's perpetuating

a racist stereotype?

I find the statue offensive.

- You won't feel like a
token Black defending some--

I have to interrupt.

Alan Ajamian is a
long-time client.

When this controversy arose,
Jonathan approached me

about this case feeling strongly
that he was the only attorney

at this firm who could walk into
court and not be called racist.

- I wouldn't have--

- No, no, no, I admire
Jonathan's ability

to put aside all
personal conflicts

in pursuit of the greater good.

No one has anything to add?

This meeting is adjourned.

This table is finished.

[office chatter]

Roxanne?

It's about time.

I don't work for you, Douglas.

- Does that give you
the right to traipse

in here 47 minutes late?

- Arnie knew I had a
doctor's appointment.

Are you ill?

No.

- Well, then you
haven't any excuse.

[crying]

[sighs] What did I say?

- Mr. Baker, you represent
Santa Monica in this suit.

Describe your 1%
public art program.

- The ordinance was
conceived to foster

a partnership between
developers and City Hall.

Approvals for new
structures depend

upon 1% of building
costs being allocated

for major works of art.

- Does the ordinance specify
subject matter or medium?

- No, that's left
up to the developer.

However, the preamble
states that the art should

enhance our urban landscape.

- In your judgment as
chairperson of the arts

program, has the statue
commissioned by Mr. Ajamian

enhanced the urban landscape?

Absolutely not.

There have been demonstrations,
rocks and bottles thrown,

windows broken, not to mention
continued threats of violence.

- Have you been
forced to take action?

- Yes, the chief of police
assigned officers to patrol

Mr. Ajamian's building.

Why protect the statue at all?

We're on notice.

If the demonstration escalates
or if something happens,

in my opinion, Mr. Ajamian
would sue the city in a second.

Your witness.

- Mr. Baker, there
is a mural on 4th

Street that has the
likeness of Louis Farrakhan.

- That mural was not
part of our program.

- Yes, but nevertheless,
a picture of Mr. Farrakhan

might offend some of
your Jewish citizens.

- We want art to contribute
to the community,

not disrupt and destroy.

- And the connoisseurs at City
Hall will tell us which art

contributes and which does not?

- Objection, You
Honor, argumentative.

Sustained.

Anything further?

No, no.

- Counsel, I have chosen to
make this a closed hearing.

However, I was
unable to clear more

court time until 9:00 tomorrow.

Until then, in light of the
rowdy crowds which continue

gathering outside Mr.
Ajamian's building,

I urge you to meet in private.

Try reaching an accord that's
acceptable on all sides

before it's too late and
there's real trouble.

We're adjourned.

[ding]

- Let Claudia cop to
reckless endangerment.

Prosecutor won't go for that.

What's the plan?

Arnie, relax.

We'll see how it unfolds.

Judge could suspend
sentence if Claudia

pleads to assault
with a deadly weapon

and agrees to hang up her whip.

- Ben, attending this
trial is a lousy idea.

- Narishkeit, I have to
protect my interests.

Besides, I've been cleared
of obstructing justice.

- We all would have
been better off

if you hadn't hidden Schuller's
body in your ice rink.

What would you have done?

I was staring down the
barrel of a major scandal

at the shareholders meeting.

I had to try keeping my
partner's current affair

- out of the hard copy.
- Yeah, I know.

Only your conscience
got the better of you.

- Plus, there's no such
thing as bad publicity.

Say cheese.

You're smiling now, Ben.

This may be your last picture.

For you, Eric Schuller
was a business partner.

To me, he was a life partner.

I've lost my husband.

- You don't think I'm
sensitive to your situation?

I took the law into
my own hands hoping

to spare you the
humiliation of discovering

the cause of Eric's death.

- This wasn't a
personal favor, Ben.

You've been buying
time, trying to keep

things quiet until
after World Wide's

annual stockholders meeting.

Claudia is here.

I suggest Ben leave
and the rest of us

retreat to opposite corners.

Otherwise, there will be
a scene we'll all regret.

Ben.

All right, I'm going.

I'm going.

Hello, Arnie and Daniel.

Claudia.

- So you're the one
who killed my husband.

For a whore, you disguise
your sickness well.

See you inside, Beatrice.

[toilet flushing]

Hiya, Fender.

Don't you Fender me.

Where in the living
Hades have you been?

We had an agreement.

A man's word is his bond.

I've been writing.

My book?

Our book.

Whatever.

I'm almost finished.

- Roger, you don't know
what a relief this is.

All these weeks, my
stomach's been in knots.

Yeah, I know.

I heard you in the stall.

You need more bran.

Roger, I must say.

You're looking
rather respectable.

- Thanks to you for giving
me your father's old suit.

Oh, it was nothing.

Well, not nothing.

After all, you are wearing
100% worsted wool worth $900

when you correct for inflation.

- These clothes have
proven invaluable,

influenced my
storytelling by helping

me think like a Brackman.

- Roger, you're a far cry
from the ex-con who shuffled

into these offices
almost a month

ago and began writing my book.

Our book.

Whatever.

- The manuscript, only
two more chapters to go.

"In the bowels of the brute."

bowels, I like it, has
a certain resonance.

"I'd written my name a
million times before but never

on the wall of a
roach-infested jail cell

alongside the names of
rapists, muggers, and thieves.

I, Douglas P. Brackman Jr.,
born into the hallowed temple

of the American
legal system, was

now behind bars, imprisoned."

Like it?

- Love it, as worthy
as your earlier effort.

This reeks with feeling.

Now, let's get busy
and finish my book.

Our book.

Whatever.

- Any chance this is about
the Frasca deposition?

No.

No, this concerns our
new insurance carrier.

They want to exclude you
from coverage because you

fall into a high-risk category.

Apparently, a doctor sent
them some information.

Well, the letter doesn't
specify what sort.

And you'd like an explanation?

- Well, I am concerned, but
your health is your business.

I only wanted to apprise
you of the situation.

Thank you.

Leland, this is between us.

Of course.

- My father died of
Huntington's disease.

It's a neuromuscular disorder.

There's no cure.

I'm sorry.

And that's why you believe
you're being denied coverage?

- Recently, my
brother was diagnosed.

The disease is passed
on genetically.

Children have a 50/50 chance
of inheriting Huntington's.

Symptoms don't appear until a
person's late 30s, early 40s.

- I believe there's a way
to detect this beforehand.

Yeah, there's a blood test.

I'm not sure if it's a blessing
or a curse to see the future.

- I take it you've
elected not to find out.

- Well, it's a long
process, Leland.

First, you're counseled, told
in detail about the disease.

I guess the doctors want to
see whether you'll be suicidal

if you get the bad news.

Anyway, I've decided
against the test.

I'm trying to go on
like everybody else,

thinking I'll live to be 100
or tomorrow get hit by a bus.

- Gwen, if it's all right,
I'd like to pursue this

with the insurance carrier.

- Well, what's the
worst that could happen?

I take the test.

I find out I have
Huntington's, and I decide

I'd rather be hit by a bus.

[dramatic music]

Thank you.

- Dr. Patrick, you examined
Eric Schuller after the autopsy?

That's correct.

What was the cause of death?

- Technically, coronary arrest,
but the condition of the body

suggests at a possible homicide.

Could you explain further?

- Mr. Schuller had been
frozen in ice for some time.

After he thawed, I
discovered roughly 30

second-degree welts on his
buttocks, approximately 8

inches in length.

- People offer into
evidence this whip recovered

- from Mistress Xenia's room.
- (TOGETHER) Objection!

- Defense has already
stipulated to the evidence.

This is unnecessary.

Sustained.

Please.

Please continue, Doctor.

- There were also
contusions in the ankle area

indicating the deceased had
been suspended upside down.

- Given Mr. Schuller's
medical history of heart

failure, in your
professional estimation,

was the beating
administered by--

(TOGETHER) Objection!

- The word "beating"
is a value judgment.

Sustained.

- The last question shall
be struck from the record.

You mind?

Jump in quicker.

Give me a chance.

- Was the treatment
Mr. Schuller received

at the hands of Mistress
Xenia sufficient to cause a

second and fatal heart attack?

Yes.

The shock of blows
from that whip

along with the
inverted position would

have been sufficient
to induce a heart

attack in someone
whose circulation

was already compromised.

Nothing further.

- Dr. Patrick, you
were Mr. Schuller's

physician for nearly 13 years.

In fact, according
to your records,

you saw him every other week
after his first heart attack.

Correct.

- Did you advise your patient
he could resume sexual activity?

- There isn't--

Yes or no, Dr. Patrick.

Did you advise your
patient Eric Schuller he

could resume sexual activity?

- Yes, howev--

Thank you.

Nothing further.

[office chatter]

- Tommy, glad you
got here early.

Let me find Stu--

- Oh, gee, Ann, actually I came
early so I could talk to Roxie.

- Oh, well, I'll
be in my office.

Oh, sure.

It won't take but a minute.

Hey, gorgeous.

- My body chemistry
is out of whack.

I'm an emotional train wreck.

This morning Douglas
yelled at me,

and I actually
took it seriously.

Ah, the heck with him.

How's our baby?

- Oh, Tommy--

Tommy!

- --only Arnie and Stuart know.

- I've got a client
in 45 minutes.

Maybe we could get started?

Sure, OK.

- Roxanne, I can't
make heads or tails

out of Roger's dog-eared mess.

What do you want, Douglas?

- I need these typed on
the QT, ASAP and PDQ.

- That's alphabet soup to me,
but I'll do the best I can.

$2 a page.

How's that?

- You wouldn't want
me using company time

to do your personal business.

- You're not the only hen who
can hunt and peck around here.

Douglas.

Stuart.

Let's go take a walk.

- Actually, Stuart, we have
to go over your testimony.

- Uh-uh.

It's a beautiful day, and
I want to take a walk.

- Stuart, you've been
avoiding me for weeks.

Uh, no, no, I haven't.

I-- I have an audit
starting soon,

and if I dredge up what
happened and clog my head

with testimony, I'm not going
to be able to concentrate

on the audit.

- OK, we go to trial
in a couple of weeks.

How about tomorrow?

I promise, OK?

I'm just busy.

Sorry.

- Roxanne, you're the
only person I can trust.

Would you, please?

Two and a quarter a page.

The hen comment
was uncalled for.

Deal.

Single spaced, narrow margins,
and not on your computer.

I don't want this coming up
on someone else's screen.

- Well, the question is,
is it legal to deny Ms.

Taylor coverage for
a condition which

she doesn't currently have?

- There is nothing in the
California insurance code

precluding insurers from
making underwriting decisions

based on genetic makeup.

That's discrimination.

What's next?

Excluding people
with family histories

of heart disease or cancer?

- Genetic links to cancer and
heart disease are tenuous.

In Ms. Taylor's case,
there's a definite chance

of her developing Huntington's.

- And an equal
chance that I won't.

- I'm sorry, but
in order to cover

subscribers at
affordable rates, we

need to screen for bad risks.

- I refer to page
13 of your policy

where you list conditions
excluded from coverage.

Huntington's disease
is not among them.

- No, but page 15,
subheading f, excludes

all pre-existing conditions.

If Ms. Taylor does have
Huntington's, she's had

it since the day she was born.

In addition, on your
policy application,

question 23 asks, "are there
any preexisting conditions?"

You wrote no.

- There wasn't any
pre-existing condition,

and there still isn't.

- I don't mean to
sound glib, but why

not find out whether you
have the Huntington's gene?

If the test comes back
negative, we can cover you.

What if it's positive?

- At least, you'll be able
to prepare for the future.

Almost finished.

- Roger, I'm not sure you're
aware how much that phone call

meant from Marvin
Rosenthal, long-time friend,

senior editor at Harper, Dutton,
and Roe, wants to read my book.

Our book.

Whatever.

As soon as Roxanne types
the first three chapters,

I'll read and messenger
them over, give Marvin

a whiff to whet his appetite.

- Fender, don't
you think we should

wait, at least, until you've
gone through the entire

book yourself.

When will you be done?

Just two more words.

"The End."

Excellent.

Tell you what?

Where are you staying?

The YMCA.

I have a clean bed, a hot
shower, and I'm learning judo.

- You rush back to the Y,
get a full night's sleep.

Tomorrow, we meet back
here, work on the strategy

to sell my book.

Our book!

Whatever.

I did it.

You're so smug!

- It's only that I am
unaccustomed to this role

of patron of the arts.

- Ajamian, you
wouldn't know art--

Gentlemen, please.

- I will pound that
statue into floor tile

if that's what you want.

Mr. Ajamian?

- If City Hall wants that
eyesore removed, so be it.

The cost is $275,000.

You arrogant slob.

- If you want, I will take
a 10-year tax abatement.

By the time, the voters
wake up, this administration

is long gone.

- Jonathan, I am wasting
my client's time.

- How about you give him a
break on the next project?

- Ajamian has burned his
bridges in Santa Monica.

See you in the morning.

[sighs] Fallen from grace.

How is one to carry on?

I ask you.

- Mr. Ajamian, is
this just a big joke?

- I'm afraid so and
not a very good one.

I can understand
how someone would

find that statue offensive,
but that is not my problem.

- Well, you're responsible
for putting up the statue.

How do you separate
yourself from what you did?

- This is business, and
the future of this city

will think twice before they
start telling developers

how to spend their own money.

Perhaps I should testify.

Perhaps you shouldn't.

Lee.

You are a beautiful sight.

You know, ever since
we met, I haven't

been able to forget you.

- You've been on my
mind, too, Jonathan.

That's why I called your office.

But when I found out you were
down here actually protecting

this guy, how can you--

- Hey, I don't like
defending this Ajamian guy,

but I believe in
the First Amendment.

- The First Amendment was
written by slave owners.

- If we let ourselves
be threatened

by someone else's expression,
then who is the master?

- I'll never understand how
lawyers detach themselves

from the people they defend.

- Lee, I chose this case because
8u98u the short time I was

on the road, I traveled through
Nigeria, Zambia, military rule,

one-party states, places
where the government

dictates your rights.

No one has a choice.

There is no choice.

And you can't hide behind
an American Express card.

You know what?

I don't have time for this.

I don't need it, not tonight.

- Maybe that's what you're
about, always running away

whenever there's a problem.

- I know testifying has been
difficult, Mrs. Schuller.

Just a few more questions.

I'll do my best.

- It's Mistress Xenia's
contention the punishment given

your husband was not
extraordinary, that in fact he

had submitted to such
treatment on a regular basis

for quite some time.

- Objection, assumes
fact not in evidence.

Mistress Xenia
has not testified.

Sustained.

The jury shall ignore
the last remark.

- Mrs. Schuller, can
you think of a reason

why Mistress Xenia would
want your husband dead?

Objection.

Overruled.

- I'd like the
witness to answer.

- Not long ago, my
late husband rewrote

his last will and testament.

His executor plans on making
those changes known next week.

Until I'm proven
otherwise, I have

reason to believe that
Miss Von Rault coerced Eric

into leaving the
controlling interest

of World Wide Studios to her.

- One final question, did you
ever notice welts of any sort

on your late husband's body?

Never.

Thank you, Mrs. Schuller.

Mrs. Schuller?

How would you describe your
marriage to Mr. Schuller,

especially during
the last 10 years?

Not without its ups and downs.

- Actually, the two of you
were heading for a divorce;

isn't that true?

Yes.

- You once warned
Arnold Becker, and I

quote, "if you ever
meet my husband,

make sure you have firm footing.

Otherwise, he'll
cripple you, too."

Correct?

- My husband could
be a cruel man.

Yes or no, Mrs. Schuller.

Yes.

- Is it true in fact
you and Mr. Schuller

barely remained civil these
last 10 years, sleeping apart,

sometimes not exchanging
a word for weeks on end?

Yes.

- And is it also true there was
no physical intimacy whatsoever

between the two of you.

Yes!

Since my spinal injury,
I've been unable--

what difference does this make?

- For starters, if you
didn't see him naked,

how could you have
known about welts

that may or may not have been
on your late husband's body?

[courtroom murmuring]

Nothing further.

[office chatter]

Hi.

- Have a seat and
roll up your sleeve.

Does it matter which arm?

Either one.

And make a fist.

- Weather is gorgeous this
time of year in California.

Almost like we have seasons.

I'm originally from New York.

Whereabouts?

- Small town called
Armonk, Westchester County,

rolling hills, lots of trees.

Sounds pretty.

- Not this time
of year, too cold.

[melancholy music]

Now, relax your hand.

Sorry.

The worst is over.

[upbeat music]

- There's dominance
and submission

in all human sexuality.

When someone hugs
you, part of them

is possessing,
holding you captive,

but submissive people,
those like Mr. Schuller,

outnumber dominants 7 to 1.

- What position of submission
was Mr. Schuller in when

he suffered his heart attack?

- He was bound and
gagged, hanging

upside down by his ankles.

It was the first time in more
than a decade of sessions

that he dropped the ball.

Dropped the ball?

- Whenever one of my clients
is gagged, we put a ping pong

ball in their hand.

If the pain becomes
too severe or there's

any undue discomfort,
they let go of the ball,

and we stop immediately.

- And there is no sex
in these sessions?

None.

Clients may have an orgasm, a
tremendous release of tension,

but no contact.

- When Mr. Schuller dropped
the ball, what did you do?

- Immediately had one of
my assistants dial 911.

Then we administered CPR
until the paramedics arrived.

- Were you aware
Eric Schuller had

had a previous heart attack?

Yes.

However, he told
me his doctor said

exertion of a sexual
nature wasn't a problem.

- Ms. Von Rault, was
it necessary to strike

Mr. Schuller repeatedly
and with force?

Yes.

The therapy session--

Objection.

Defendant is not a
qualified therapist.

- Defendant has a PhD
in behavioral sciences.

Overruled.

Witness may continue.

- Mr. Schuller had
a high threshold.

If I didn't hit hard,
he felt I didn't care.

Did you care?

He was a dear friend.

It broke my heart to know the
burden of guilt he carried.

- Any idea what
caused this guilt?

Objection.

Overruled.

- Unresolved trauma involving
his deceased mother.

Mr. Schuller felt he never
lived up to her expectations.

- To the best of your knowledge,
did his mother strike him?

Never.

That is significant.

Freud suggested children
who aren't punished

and never spanked and
then forgiven in love

sometimes become masochistic.

Eric Schuller paid
me to be his mother,

to whip him, and afterwards,
put my arms around him

and say I loved him.

What would happen then?

He would break down and cry.

Thank you.

- Mistress Xenia, this
honorable profession of yours--

- Actually, Mr. Graphia, I
do consider it honorable.

I help people.

I know I helped Eric Schuller.

- Does it give you
sexual satisfaction?

Are you turned on?

Occasionally.

- Were you aroused when
you beat Eric Schuller?

Sometimes.

Mostly, I felt sorry for him.

- At $250 an hour, I
feel sorry for him, too.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

The money is important.

It helps remove the guilt.

I see.

- You felt compassion
for Eric Schuller,

so you beat him to death?

Objection!

Withdrawn.

[courtroom murmuring]

- The human figure is
a sculptural tradition,

old as Pericles.

- Aren't you concerned that
many have found your work

to be offensive, even racist?

- My art demands that
be of no concern to me.

In Mexico City, an angry mob
defaced Diego Rivera's mural

at the Hotel Del Prado.

The Mona Lisa was
considered revolutionary.

[chuckling] Frankly, I am
surprised that my statue

is such a point of controversy.

Thank you.

Nothing further.

- Mr. Verdiramo, how can you be
surprised by the controversy?

Where is your nude statue
of Margaret Thatcher?

- To the best of my knowledge,
in a warehouse in

Brighton, England.

- Because when you tried to
exhibit it, you and the statue

were pelted with
fruit, were you not?

- That's right, however, I--

- A moment ago, you
mentioned the riot

caused by Diego Rivera.

What part of that
mural was defaced?

The words "dios no existe."

- God does not exist, fighting
words in a Catholic country,

- wouldn't you say?
- Perhaps.

- It's a bit like
shouting "fire"

in a crowded theater, isn't it?

Isn't that what
you're trying to do

with your work, Mr.
Verdiramo, shout

fire in a crowded theater?

So when to your delight, there's
a stampede, you can sit back

and simply say, who, me?

Objection.

- I have no further
questions for this artist.

- You may step
down, Mr. Verdiramo.

- Stuart, describe the man
who pulled you from your car.

- I remember the breaking of the
glass and the swinging-- door

swinging open, but I can't--

- Stuart, the night
of the police lineup,

you said he was
wearing a blue shirt.

Did I say blue shirt?

- If you're not razor
sharp on these answers,

your credibility
as a witness will

come into serious question.

I know, Ann.

Look, can we wrap this up?

I'm really tired.

- OK, Stuart, can
you describe the man

who allegedly swung the bat?

- He was 6 feet tall,
and he wore sweatpants.

- Originally, you
said dungarees.

- Ann, uh, maybe--

I'm done.

Stuart, I need your statement.

- Just put me on the
stand, all right.

- I'll be fine.
- We're trying to help.

No, no, you're not.

You're not trying to help.

You're trying to
convict these people.

Who's to blame here, Ann?

The people in South Central for
not getting their fair share

or the rest of us?

[door opens]

[tense music]

[door slams]

Stuart's our key witness.

If he can't testify--

He'll be OK, Tom.

I'll make sure.

- This is not a
case about an artist

who in the privacy
of his own studio

created an offensive statue.

This is a case about a
developer who was so upset

by the requirement that
he devote a small fraction

of his projected
cost to the public

that he purposely
incited civil unrest.

Alan Ajamian has violated
the public's trust.

Now Mr. Rollins
will ask, what is

more fundamental than
the First Amendment right

to free speech and expression?

But when certain
forms of expression

so disrupt the
functioning of society,

that freedom must be
suspended to preserve order.

When the social fabric is torn,
all the art and all the words

are meaningless.

- Your Honor, we might not
share the perspective of an Alan

Ajamian or Vincent Verdiramo,
but an insecure totalitarian

regime controls and censors its
artists, sends them to Siberia.

But a free society exposes
its art to public scrutiny,

and we can't always have
the good without the bad.

Some art endures.

This abominable
disgrace may not.

Let's not confuse the
messenger with the message.

The issue, Your Honor, is
one of tolerance, a measure

of our compassion as a society.

[office chatter]

Douglas?

That the rest?

- Except for the
first three chapters

that were sent over last night.

Roger came by and
picked up the originals.

Maybe I should make a copy.

Not yet.

I can't put this down.

If the other chapters are as
good as those I've read so far,

I should begin the sequel.

- You actually
helped write this?

What do you think?

It is my autobiography.

- Well, ever since the
riots, and-- and you

were tossed into jail, I've
doubted that you've changed.

But you exposed yourself.

That took courage.

I know.

Oh, I worked fast.

There may be some
typos, especially

in some of the racier
sections like chapter 15.

- That's why the monkey's
mom invented Wite-Out.

Racier sections?

Chapter 15, chapter 15.

"I put my arms around Roger
and nestled against him?

My heart leaped with ecstasy
even in our bleak dank cell.

I had found love and
felt no less a man?"

Where is he?

I'll roll up his rib cage
like a Venetian blind.

What are you ranting about?

- They'll need two stretches
to carry out his body.

Whose body?

Hiya, Fender.

Don't you Fender me!

We never made love.

No, we didn't.

But I used to climb
down from my bunk

and wrap myself against you,
feel your heart beating.

You did what?

- I held on to you for
dear life, and you let me.

Bless you, you let me.

I was asleep.

I sleep like a heavy appliance.

Every night, Fender.

Be honest.

- You're living a fantasy,
and this book is libelous.

My word against yours.

Hey, it makes for a good
story, and controversy sells.

- How dare you print
baldfaced untruths.

Then give me back our book.

Your book, mister.

I want no part of this.

- Douglas, that was Marvin
Rosenthal on the phone.

He wants to option
the manuscript.

Not so fast.

Gimme, it's mine, Fender.

Out of my way, miscreant.

[background chatter]

- This case leaves
me with agita.

I am suspect of Mr. Ajamian's
intentions and dubious of Mr.

Verdiramo's artistic integrity.

However, freedom of expression
is on occasion the right

to make some people furious.

I am therefore denying
the city's application

for a restraining order.

The statue remains in place.

My fervent hope is the outraged
citizens will be as forgiving

as is our Constitution
and that this unrest

will fade with time.

We're adjourned.

You did a commendable job.

Right.

Why are you angry?

You won.

- Mr. Ajamian, to
be perfectly honest,

I don't care what you think.

- Ms. Von Rault has not
been put out of business.

She's still at the
same address, whipping

away, charging $5 a stroke.

But Mistress Xenia is
not a sexual deviant.

In fact, she only occasionally
gets her kicks beating men.

Instead, she is an
entrepreneur of horror, a pain

merchant, and total cynic.

There is a limit even as
adults to what we may consent.

Eric Schuller did not
consent to his own murder,

and yet that's
exactly what he got.

Knowing full well of his
weakened condition and earlier

heart attack, Miss Von
Rault beat him to death

and kept the money.

You must not let her
get away with that.

- Manslaughter is defined
as unlawful killing

without premeditation.

What Miss Von Rault
does for a living may

be considered by most
to be distasteful,

warped even, but criminal?

Not by law.

Eric Schuller assured Miss Von
Rault of his physical condition

and voluntarily consented
to everything she did.

She knew Mr. Schuller's
body, his life story,

better than his own wife.

Claudia Von Rault and Eric
Schuller trusted one another.

It was not her intent
to hurt but to heal.

How'd you make out?

- I managed to grab 87
random pages before Roger

ran off with the others.

- I'm sorry your manuscript
wasn't on a disk.

- In the Bowels of the Brute
would have ruined me anyway.

It was filled with lies
and hallucinations.

Yes.

- People in the legal
profession would have needed

an exhumation order to find me.

- Uh-huh.

- Roxanne, you were the only one
to read the entire manuscript.

What was your opinion?

Runaway bestseller.

That's what I was afraid of.

Sorry, Douglas.

- Roxanne, I want to--

to apologize.

Yesterday, I made you cry.

- It's not entirely your
fault. Lately, my hormones

have been a little schizo.

Change of life?

[laughs] In a way.

New life.

I'm going to have a baby.

- Do you know who the father--

I mean, who is the father?

Tommy Mullaaney.

Mullaney?

He didn't force himself on you--

Douglas!

Roxanne, this is wonderful.

Give the papa-to-be
my congratulations.

I will.

- And tomorrow,
if you'd like, we

could begin reconstructing
your autobiography.

I thought you'd never offer.

Tommy, hi.

Hey.

You tell Brackman if he picks on
you, he's got to deal with me?

- Douglas says
congratulations on the baby.

That's better.

I'll walk you home.

Mm.

I'll even carry your books.

[ding]

Oh, Gwen.

Oh, I'm glad I caught you.

If you go along, I'd
like to initiate action

against our insurance carrier.

On what grounds?

- Well, under California
law, we have no recourse.

But the Americans
with Disabilities Act

appears to offer
some protections.

Sounds like a long shot.

- Well, now, this
would be a test case,

and there could be
the usual publicity,

which accompanies such actions.

- I appreciate your
effort, Leland,

but I prefer to
keep this private.

Oh, by the way, I took the test.

I'll know soon.

Have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

- "In the matter of The People
versus Claudia Von Rault

on the charge of
manslaughter, we

find the defendant not guilty."

Congratulations.

- Miss Von Rault,
you are free to go.

Congratulations.

- Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,

thank you for your service.
You're dismissed.

James.

Court's adjourned.

[courtroom chatter]

Good job, my son.

- Thank you, Fath--

Ben?

- It's not the
exorcist, although I

did have lunch in the
cafeteria so watch your shoes.

Pretty good, huh?

One fitting at wardrobe.

What are you doing back here?

- Never spent much time
in a courtroom, riveting.

Inherit the Wind, 12
Angry Men, To Kill

a Mockingbird can't hold a
candle to this kind of drama.

- How do you think this
will affect the World

Wide shareholders meeting?

- I was hoping you
had the answer.

Don't look so farchadat.

- Let's just-- when
Schuller's will is read,

if Beatrice does assume
controlling interest

of the studio, I can't
imagine she's going

to want either of us around.

Light a candle, Becker.

Thank you, Arnie.

You're welcome.

Ah!

Did that hurt?

Worse in person, isn't it?

And you just spent
two days pouring

every drop of your
energy into ensuring

that statue remains up there.

- I hate this, but
I'll still defend

Verdiramo's right to sculpt
it and Ajamian's right

to display it.

- [scoffs] That trash is
a free pass into the white

man's mind and how he sees us.

- Lee, a single
artist created this.

I'd rather see the statue
crushed into a million pieces

and used to fill up
potholes in our streets.

Martin Luther King
fought for civil rights.

- Next, you'll say we
should turn the other cheek.

- My father always warned
me when your heart's

running in front of your
head, take a deep breath

and let your head catch up.

My heart wants the
statue removed.

The city has seen
enough division.

My head says we can't
afford another provocation.

Tear it down!

Tear it down!

[mob chanting]

It's time to go.

Not this time, Jonathan.

For once, follow your
heart, not your brain.

- Lee, there's
going to be a riot.

[mob chanting]

All right, come on, somebody.

Give me a hand.

- If you can't take a
stand, leave without me.

Pull it down!

Come on, everybody!

- Down!
Down!

Down!

[tense music]

[crown shouting]

Come on.

Let's go.

- Scientists uncovered
a man's body.

Check this out.

Figure it's almost
5,000 years old.

No one is sure why he was
up in the Italian Alps.

- Probably lost, too
stubborn to ask directions.

Touché.

- Daniel, can I ask you
a hypothetical question?

I hate hypotheticals.

Before my wife died, she
used to play games like,

if something happened
to her, would I remarry?

Would I find Lucy a new mom?

No time for needless
speculation.

- Daniel, there-- there might
be a chance that I have--

[doorbell rings]

[baby crying]

Baby days.

You want me to rock, Lucy?

- No, why don't you grab
the door, and I'll--

I know how to put
her back to sleep.

[baby continues to cry]

Hello.

Hi.

Who are you?

- Bad dream, your
worst nightmare.

Who are you?

- I'm the wicked
witch, the evil queen.

Didn't you get my little gift?

You shouldn't hang
up when I call.

Why are you doing this to me?

- You refuse to stay
away from my husband.

Who are you?

- I'm Alison Morales,
Daniel's wife, Lucy's mother.

[ominous music]

That's who I am.

No, you're dead.

You're dead.

Daniel?

Daniel!

[gasping]

[theme music]