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- Mom, just put the
phone by Lucy's ear.

Hi, sweetie.

It's Daddy.

How's my girl?

You OK?

I love you, sweetie,
and I'll see you soon.

- (ON PHONE) Bye-bye!

- Bye-bye.

She said, bye-bye.

Yeah, Mom?

Uh, yeah.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Night.

[sighs]

- You know, Santa Barbara is the
safest place for her right now.

I know, but it's been a week.

[sighs] I miss her.

A lot.

[door opens]

Thanks, Ms. Taylor.

By the way, you need
another roll of TP.

[radio chatter]

Everything OK?

- Cops have been staked
out in front so long,

now it feels like family.

I'm providing everything
but turndown service.

[knocking]

Come in.

Rumor is the coffee's ready.

Help yourself.

When's this going to end?

- As soon as the
psychopath resurfaces.

OK.

Until then, what
are our choices?

- We could live in fear or get
on with our lives, I guess.

Get on with our lives?

Uh, Ms. Taylor?

We're out of Half & Half.

Obviously, that's not so easy.

Oh, and in the morning,
when you take the sports

section, could you leave the
rest of the paper at the door,

- huh?
- Yeah.

Let's go to bed.

[laughs in disbelief] God.

[phone rings]

Oh.

Hello?

(ON PHONE) Gwen?

What have I ever done to you?

Why can't you leave us alone?

- (ON PHONE) I took
a vow with Daniel.

And since you stole
my husband, I want

to share the same vow with you.

Till death do us part.

- Daniel is not your husband,
you are not his wife,

and if you think I am going
to spend my life this way,

you are wrong.

If you want me, come and get me.

[theme music]

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

What's wrong with Benny?

No bagels, no bear claws.

Don't blame LA's finest.

You have us surrounded.

- Being under surveillance
is no picnic, Arnie,

but I'm trying to go
about my daily routine.

So let's get on with business.

Couldn't put it better myself.

First up-- everyone's
favorite innocent

convict, People versus Osgood.

- Well, the bad news
is, Philip Tice,

who confessed to the Holiday
murder recently died.

On the upside, I've secured an
address on the missing witness.

Daniel and I plan on
paying him a visit.

- Assuming the
address is current.

- Let's hope so,
because this could

be Frank Osgood's last chance.

Next, People versus D'Arcy.

- Anton D'Arcy is a
longtime family friend.

The grand jury indicted him for
arranging his father's murder.

I believe he's being framed.

- What do you know the
grand jury doesn't?

Come on, Douglas.

The grand jury would
indict a baloney

sandwich if the DA wanted.

- Doesn't the DA
have a confession?

Not from our client.

The police have another
suspect in custody

who's been offered a deal.

Now, he's pointing the finger
at Anton to save himself.

- Because the trial's
been expedited,

I've been helping Melina,
and I'll step in as needed.

Keep us posted.

Bancroft versus Bennett.

- Camille Bancroft, a
Shakespeare professor

at Stanford, is suing her
colleague, Simon Bennett,

for unfair competition.

Over Shakespeare?

- Simon Bennett and
Camille Bancroft

have taught together for years.

Not long ago, he published
his own book based

on their teaching methods.

- It's a great book,
Shakespeare in Love,

won the Bollinger Prize.

Right.

Depositions start
today, and I was hoping

to reach a settlement,
but Simon and Camille

are like stubborn children.

They always have been.

Do you know them?

- My first year at Stanford,
I majored in drama.

Over time, I've kept
in touch with Camille.

Shakespeare's so depressing.

I mean, the lovers
are always doomed.

Or dead.

- That's why they
call them tragedies.

All's well that ends well.

I'm the Assistant DA, Mulaney.

Thomas M. Mulaney, Jr.

Thanks, Denise.

Officer, I'll vouch
for Mr. Mulaney.

Roxy.

What's with this
police shakedown?

It's protection for Gwen.

- Oh, do I look like a
clear and present danger?

Only to yourself.

Wanna know something?

She's having my baby.

Honest.

- Tommy, I'm not going to
pretend to understand this.

What?

- It's one thing to grieve
the loss of a parent.

It's another to destroy
yourself in the process.

Rox, I'm fine.

You're drunk.

Oh!

Well, excuse me if I like a
little Kahlua in my coffee.

Now you're smoking.

I can quit anytime.

Well, hey, I'm late for work.

You can't go to the office.

Sure I can, Rox!

I am fine.

- Tommy.
- What?

Stop.

- Been a bunch of days
since we slept together.

- I'm not the one who
can't find his way home.

- Stop!
- Ah!

Who needs this anyway!

- It was the third weekend in
November, a reunion at USC--

D'Arcy's 10th, my 25th.

I met Anton D'Arcy in a bar.

How long were you there?

Till closing.

We must have talked seven hours.

He kept buying, I kept drinking.

What did you discuss?

You name it.

Life, ambition, family,
our disappointments.

I'd just lost my job.

D'Arcy seemed sympathetic.

- What was Mr D'Arcy's
disappointment?

Objection, hearsay.

- These are
admissions, Your Honor.

Overruled.

Witness will answer.

- What was troubling
Mr. D'Arcy that night?

- Well, working for
his father, primarily.

D'Arcy said his father
was a control freak

and wouldn't give him
any real responsibility.

Were you sympathetic?

Sure, but I'd just been fired.

I told him I'd switch
places with him any day.

That's when he
made his proposal.

And what proposal was that?

- D'Arcy said he could
solve both our problems

if I killed his father.

That way, he would
inherit the business,

and I would come
in as a partner.

And you agreed?

Not at first.

I thought he was joking.

But he kept on talking about
what a bastard his father was

and what a great team we'd make.

About how this was
the perfect crime

no one would ever suspect.

Eventually, I said yes.

- On the night of December
14, at approximately 10 PM,

what did you do?

- I drove my car to D'Arcy's
house and parked out front.

I rang the bell, and
when Burdick D'arcy

answered the door, I shot him.

Then what?

I took off.

I didn't even see that
kid walking his dog.

But he saw me.

Your witness.

Mr. Swilling.

Since your USC reunion,
have you seen Mr. D'Arcy?

Even spoken to him on the phone?

No, never.

We agreed not to.

He just picked the
date of the murder

and told me his
father's address.

- Have you received any
money, anything of value

from Mr. D'Arcy?

Just a few drinks.

And his word.

- The word of a man
you'd never met before.

That's right.

- A man who you claim,
after a few drinks,

persuaded you to murder
someone you didn't even know.

I was broke!

It isn't easy finding
employment at my age!

Seemed like as good
a solution as any.

- Well, Mr. Swilling,
are you still unemployed?

How about a drink after court?

I've got a couple of enemies
I'd love for you to knock off.

Objection.

Ms. Paros, restrain yourself.

Either ask your next
question or sit down.

- Mr. Swilling, in
exchange for this story--

Objection.

This is sworn testimony,
not some story.

I'll rephrase.

In exchange for
your testimony, what

deal have you made with the DA?

- I've pled guilty to
second-degree murder

in exchange for testimony.

My cooperation will be
brought to the attention

of the sentencing judge.

Oh, I see.

So you hand over
my client's scalp,

and you go to the
minimum-security reservation.

Objection.

Ms. Paros.

Nothing more.

Excuse me.

[music playing]

- I've been out every day
looking for a job, you know.

[arguing in background]

[knocking]

Hey, Peter!

Yeah.

[door creaks open]

Yeah?

Mr. Manzo?

Who are you?

We're attorneys.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions about a client,

a man named Frank Osgood.

Is the name familiar?

Could be.

- What about the
name, Felicia Holiday?

What about her?

- In 1959, you allegedly
told your probation officer

you saw someone
leaving the scene

of Felicia Holiday's murder.

1959 is a long time ago.

Maybe I forgot.

- It's possible Frank
Osgood has spent the last 34

years wrongly imprisoned.

I put him there.

If you saw anything that night
that supports his innocence,

we'd very much like to hear it.

What's in it for me?

- You have the power to
free an innocent man who's

suffered a terrible injustice.

And what's in it for me?

- You'd be a hero, Mr. Manzo,
get your name in the papers,

on TV.

The tabloids would
probably even pay

you some cash for your story.

Oh, yeah?

Rocky start, huh?

- Swilling held his
own on the cross.

A lot of good nailing.

Anton, you remember Jonathan.

Oh, yeah, hi.

- He's going to help
us rethink our attack.

Same old problem?

Motive.

We have to find a logical
explanation why someone decides

to kill a total stranger.

- And the idea was
a botched robbery?

Swilling didn't take anything.

He left a wallet
full of money, Rolex.

Jury's not going to buy that.

- Anton, in your
conversation with Swilling,

can you think of anything he
might have taken offense to?

- No, it was just a usual,
amicable barroom BS.

I spouted off about my father.

Three weeks later, he's dead.

Maybe Swilling's nuts.

DA's ahead of us.

Police psychiatrist
examines Swilling,

says he's weird but sane.

My guy said the same thing.

So we find another expert.

- [sighs] All right,
see who you can find.

If we can get medical
testimony that

says Swilling's unbalanced,
we have reasonable doubt.

I'll get on the phone.

Thanks.

You OK?

Yeah, I guess.

You know, in a way, this whole
thing is really my fault.

I mean, if I hadn't been
ragging on my father--

- You two have been having
a pretty rough time of it.

- We'd been at each other's
throat since the time I was 12.

You know that.

But I didn't kill him.

I mean, if that's
what you're thinking.

Ms. Paros?

Judge is coming out.

Thank you.

Anton, for what it's
worth, I believe you.

Come on.

- When the guard
said you were here,

I thought he was
yanking my chain.

- Daniel Morales and
I found the witness.

He'll testify that he saw Tice
at the murder scene, not you.

The court's reopening your case.

I told you I was innocent.

- I can't begin to
express my regrets.

- Do you know how many times
I've dreamed of getting close

enough to you so I could--

in the time it would take that
guard to walk through the door,

I could snap your neck
like a chicken bone.

You won't.

How can you be so sure?

You're not a killer.

- Camille, Simon's
lawyer has agreed

to re-release Shakespeare
in Love and include

your name as co-author.

Too late.

The damage has been done.

"Simon Bennett
brings Shakespeare

alive for the modern audience."

Simon Bennett this,
Simon Bennett that.

Simon's talent is
performance, not analysis.

I mean, he's benefited
from my work,

and now, he's going to add
my name as an afterthought?

- "The venom clamors of a
jealous woman, poison more

deadly than a mad dog's tooth."

Hello, Camille.

Still intent on this
foolish exercise.

- You need only look in the
glass to see the fool, Simon.

Paul Jameson.

Ann Kelsey.

Hello, Professor Bennett.

Anne?

Is it you?

My sweet Juliet, my
Titania, my Kate?

My lawyer.

- Never saw a more natural
actress, or more beautiful.

Oh, Simon!

Do stop flirting!

Ann's not one of your
students anymore.

Camille, you wound me.

[sighs] Always the innocent.

- Well, perhaps we
should get started.

I need to speak with Arnie.

He's in with someone.

Who?

- If he wanted you to know, he
would have left the door open.

He's with the man who's
starring in your life story.

No!

Yes.

Who?

Oh, not now, Douglas.

I'm feeling sick to my stomach.

These days, who isn't?

[groans]

- Mr. Siegel, is it
true that last year,

Camille Bancroft
and Simon Bennett

approached you about publishing?

- Yes, they had
an idea for a book

to make Shakespeare more
accessible to the

average person.

- Dry academic criticism
doesn't seem the stuff

of bestsellers, Mr. Siegel.

- Normally, I'd agree,
but this particular book

captured my imagination,
putting the great love

stories of Shakespeare
in a cultural context.

West Side Story is
Romeo and Juliet

during the '60s, for example.

Made for enjoyable reading.

- Were Bennett and Bancroft
collaborating at the time?

- If you could call it that.
- What do you mean?

- Well, they only
had a general idea

of what they wanted to write.

So what happened?

- Camille Bancroft
withdrew from the project.

And?

- I published Shakespeare
in Love with Simon

Bennett's name as sole author.

- Did you have my
client's permission?

I didn't need it.

I obtained a full
release from Mr.

Bennett, which
included a warranty

that he owned the work.

- I have spent years
developing those ideas.

I mean, you think I'd just
let you up and steal them?

- You can't own
an idea, Camille.

It's counter to every
notion of scholarship!

[scoffs] Scholarship!

What would you know
about scholarship?

You're an actor!

You don't even know how
to think creatively.

- But you don't
know how to feel.

You've spent a lifetime
studying the great love affairs

of literature, and you
don't have the slightest

idea what it means to love!

We'll be back.

- I was Burdick D'Arcy's
personal attorney for 28 years.

- What was your most recent
assignment for Mr. D'Arcy?

Restructuring his estate.

Burdick wanted his
holdings, including

100% of his company's
stock, to be

placed in a spendthrift trust.

And what is that?

- It's an arrangement
under which assets

cannot be sold or
collateralized without

approval from the trustee.

Who is to be the trustee?

Mr. D'Arcy.

And upon his death,
I became trustee.

Why didn't he appoint Anton?

- Anton was Burdick's
sole heir, and he's

the reason for the trust.

Six months ago, I had the
distasteful task of settling

some of Anton's gambling debts.

Gentlemen of questionable
repute were threatening him.

Burdick gave me $30,000
to make them go away.

- Under the trust, how
much control would Anton

have over his father's fortune?

None.

Was the trust executed?

No.

Burdick was to sign the
documents December 21,

and he was murdered
on December 14.

So what now?

Anton gets everything.

Nothing further.

- Mr. Bannion,
have you discussed

this trust with my client?

No.

- Do you know if Burdick D'Arcy
told his son about the trust?

I have no idea.

- So you don't know if
Anton even knew about it.

- I mailed a draft of the
documents to Burdick's office,

where Anton works as well.

I can only presume--

Let the jury do the presuming.

Do you know, for a fact, if
Anton knew about this trust?

No.

Thank you.

Since the night
I bailed you out,

we must have had
100 conversations.

You didn't tell me anything
about any gambling debts!

And I've got to find out about
it from a prosecution witness?!

- If I thought it
was significant,

I would have said
something about it.

- It makes you look like dirt!
- Come on!

You know how my
father felt about me.

You knew about the trust.

- Well, I didn't
know about this!

I didn't want you to know.

I mean, look at me, Melina.

I'm 30 years old.

I mean, you have no idea what
it's like not to be a success.

You of all people.

- When you were 12 years
old, you started that fire

in your father's garage.

I was the only one you told.

- Yeah, and when Father
asked you if you knew

anything about it, you said no.

- Did you have
him killed, Anton?

No.

God, no.

Come on, Melina.

If you don't believe me,
what's the jury going to think?

- Is there anything
else I should know?

No.

Nothing.

[phone rings]

Hello, this is Gwen.

(ON PHONE) Gwen.

I didn't want you to
think I'd forgotten you.

I am coming to get you.

- (ON PHONE) I'm
not afraid of you.

Yes, you are.

Bye-bye.

He's still in there?

Roxanne, who is it?

Who's starring in my life story?

- Douglas, if you don't move,
this isn't going to be pretty.

Ah!

Douglas, great timing.

There's somebody I
want you to meet.

Erik Estrada, Douglas Brackman.

Hi.

Really looking
forward to playing

your character in the film.

We should spend some
time together, you know,

so I can pick up your routine.

Sure.

Ah!

Good.

Who's there?

It's me, Roxanne.

It's Ann.

Everything OK?

- Ann, when you were pregnant,
did you ever have any problems?

- Oh, uh, you know, just
the usual morning sickness.

Why?

[toilet flushes]

I'm bleeding.

And I feel really sick.

Oh.

That doesn't sound so good.

Why don't you come
over here and sit down?

I'm afraid I'm losing my baby.

- Oh, I'm sure
you're not, sweetie.

Just, why don't
you lie down here?

I'm going to call your doctor.

[crying]

[music playing]

- Dr. Kaiser, have you
examined Mr. Swilling

and his psychiatric records?

Yes.

In my opinion, Mr.
Swilling suffers

from borderline dependent
personality disorder.

- And what are the
symptoms of that disorder?

- Unstable personal
relationships

and impulsive behavior,
combined with a desire

for social acceptance.

Objection, Your Honor.

He's just described
half of Los Angeles.

Sit down, Mr. Scott.

You'll have your turn.

Continue, Doctor.

- Well, a man like
Mr. Swilling could

exist for many,
many years without

any noticeable incident,
and then a crisis occurs.

- Could losing one's job
qualify as such a crisis?

Certainly.

- What could happen to a
person with Mr. Swilling's

personality disorder?

- A micropsychotic episode
could be triggered,

and the subject could
become delusional.

- Could Mr. Swilling's
delusional propensity

have caused him to believe
that Anton D'Arcy was asking

him to murder his
father when, in fact,

no such overture occurred?

- In my opinion, that is
exactly what happened.

Thank you.

- Dr. Kaiser, for a man of
50 to suddenly commit murder,

wouldn't you expect to find
some history of violence?

Yes.

- Do you know of
a single incident

in Mr. Swilling's past?

- No, but--

- So a man with no
violent history suddenly

commits premeditated
murder in order

to please a complete stranger.

Is that what you're saying?

It's not that simple.

Yes or no, Doctor?

Essentially.

- You're asking this court to
believe that this killing was

due to a micropsychotic
episode, rather

than a simple murder for hire?

Oh, it's possible.

- Where did you get
your degree, Doctor?

- Disneyland?
- Objection.

- Withdrawn.
- I'm done with the Doctor.

- Mr. Manzo, where
were you at the time?

- Well, like I told you, I
was on a second-floor landing.

Somebody come out of
Felicia Holiday's apartment.

I ran down stairs.

Did you recognize the man?

Yeah, it was Phil Tice.

He's one of my best customers.

How so?

Well, I used to sell him junk.

Anyway, this time, he
was in a hell of a hurry,

and he had a
necklace in his hand.

- How can you be sure
it was a necklace?

- He acted suspicious to me,
so I followed him outside.

When he got out there,
he threw whatever he had

in his hand down a storm drain.

After he left, I fished it out.

It was a necklace
all full of blood.

- Your Honor will
recall that Philip

Tice confessed to
strangling Felicia

Holiday with her necklace.

Mr. Manzo, what became
of the necklace?

- Well, I washed the blood
off and took it downtown

and fenced it.

After that, I don't know
what happened to it.

Nothing further.

- How long have you taught at
Stanford, Professor Bancroft?

12 years.

- And how long have you been
associated with Simon Bennett?

- He began teaching drama
the same year that I

joined the English department.

- Professor Bancroft, why
did you go with Simon Bennett

to a publisher?

- I thought that we were
discussing a scholarly work,

not a witless hack job.

A bestseller.

The public loves my book.

- However you may have
bastardized the prose,

the ideas are still mine.

- After 12 years of
working together,

you can tell whose
ideas are whose.

Easily.

Simon never had an original
thought in his life.

I object to that!

- I wrote, "Romeo reconciles
his conflicts between love

and sexuality through
Juliet, the duality

of growth and decay."

And here, "Romeo saw
Juliet as a ripe tomato."

I mean, is this what my life's
work has been reduced to?

- Camille, I--

- If you don't like the
book, why object if your name

isn't on the cover?

- In my world, the currency
is neither money nor fame.

It's ideas,
originality of thought.

I mean, this is
how we are judged.

Judged by whom?

A bunch of dried-up
professors just like us?

I saw the chance for us
to do something together,

to grab a little glory!

Notoriety.

I mean, all those college girls
clamoring for an autograph.

This is all you cared
about, Simon, your own ego.

Open your eyes, Camille!

I care about you!

All those years, side by side,
you never really looked at me.

Well, I'm no Romeo, no
Hamlet, but for god's sake!

"Let me not to the marriage of
true minds admit impediments.

Love alters not with his
brief hours and weeks,

but bears it out even
to the edge of doom.

If this be error
and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor
no man ever loved."

I humbly do beseech you of your
pardon for too much loving you.

No, Erik.

It's OK.
You wait here.

I'll be a minute.

It's been changed to 3:00.

How are things going?

- He's trying to
pick up my rhythms.

What are you talking about?

- Señor Estrada refuses
to leave me alone.

Keeps asking me questions
about a lawyer's motivation.

We should have kept this
story in a woman's prison.

- Douglas, what would
you like me to do?

- Kill this project
at Worldwide.

Otherwise--

Otherwise what?

Otherwise nothing.

As a friend, please?

Hey, Tommy.

We've been trying to
reach you since yesterday.

- Where have you been?
- What?

What's up?

- Roxanne went to the
hospital yesterday.

She had some bleeding.

Oh, god, no.

- Well, the judge has
thrown out your conviction.

I'm free?

No.

No, unfortunately, the DA
refuses to drop the indictment.

What does that mean?

- You're entitled
to a new trial.

- How many trials
do I have to win?

- Tice is dead, Manzo
is a career criminal,

and the DA is not
totally convinced.

So they offered a deal.

- The DA will agree
to time served.

You could be on the
street by tonight.

- I'm innocent, but you
want me to plead guilty?

That's up to you.

You tell the court you're
guilty, you walk out the door.

Once you're free, you can
tell the world the truth,

that you're innocent.

- For 34 years, I've
been telling the truth.

I'm not about to
start lying now.

I'll take the trial.

- Arnie, did you talk with
Beatrice Schuller at Worldwide?

I'm waiting for her to return.

[alarm blaring]

People, everyone!

Let's stay calm!

Proceed to the nearest
exit in an orderly fashion!

Arnie!

- I'm waiting for
Beatrice's call.

Don't be insane.

Bring the portable.

Nice and easy!

Not the elevators!

Take the stairwell!

Ms. Taylor!

Ms. Taylor!

There you are.
Come on.

I was getting some files.

Stay close.

I don't want to lose
you in this crowd.

Nice and orderly.

I smell smoke.

Do you smell smoke?

Stay calm!

Slowly.

Don't rush.

[alarm continues]

Lucky no one was hurt.

- A real catastrophe was averted.
- Are you serious?

It's gonna be a long time
before Philipson's reopens

and topless women are
showing their wares again.

- Did you spot 'em?
- No.

I looked carefully,
but I didn't see her.

Who knows?

Maybe this nutcase has finally
decided to leave you alone.

I don't think so.

- Is it always so
dramatic around here?

Has been lately.

So have you thought any more
about Simon's little show?

Oh, such an outrageous flirt.

You know, he's
been married twice.

Of course, this is just a ploy
to get me to drop the lawsuit.

What if it isn't?

What if he really does love you?

Oh, please.

I know so much about him.

I know every annoying
habit, every tick, every--

- So there won't
be any surprises.

A lot of women would jump at
the chance to be with Simon.

Mm.

A lot of women have.

Besides, I don't jump.

I'm a professor, not an acrobat.

- You're entitled to step back
from the books now and then.

He's made the first move.

All you have to do is--

- My dear Ann, I am
too old to play Juliet.

Too old or too scared?

Camille, I've learned so
much from you as a student.

Will you listen to
me now as a friend?

In the last few
months, Stuart and I

were so far apart, that we
hardly had any marriage at all.

And instead of reaching out
to him, I shut myself off.

I came so close to losing the
most precious thing in my life.

And I'd hate to see
that happen to you.

Besides, Simon's too
old to play Romeo.

- True, we have
seen better days.

At least show me the
courtesy of hearing me out.

- It is best to speak
plain and to the purpose.

For heaven's sake, woman!

Will you kindly shut up?

- [laughs] I would, but 'tis
the thickness of your skull

makes you hard of hearing.

Come, come, you wasp.

In faith, you are too angry.

- If I be waspish,
best beware my sting.

What'd you find out?

- Well, I went down to
Del Mar where Swilling

worked and nosed around.

I found out why he was fired.

He was forced out
by a supervisor,

a guy named Larry
Torica, in order

to make room for a younger man.

So?

- So, Torica was shot
by an unknown assailant

outside Pandora's night
club on December 11.

- That's three days
before my father.

- Yeah, but Swilling
didn't kill Torica.

Del Mar cops already
checked it out.

His alibi is airtight.

Are you sure?

Oh, yeah.

But a witness described
our client here to a T.

- Well, there must be about
1,000 people who look like me.

- Yeah, but 1,000
people didn't valet park

outside Pandora's that night.

They wrote down your
plate number, Anton.

- You switched
victims with Swilling.

- You have been watching
too much Hitchcock.

- You switched the
victim so neither of you

would appear to have a motive.

Makes it impossible
to investigate.

- If that's true,
why didn't Swilling

just tell that to the DA?

Because he couldn't.

He'd be admitting
to two homicides

and risk the death penalty.

Look.

What I-- I may or may not have
done is really my business.

Oh, I don't think so.

This discussion is privileged.

And your investigation,
such as it is, goes nowhere.

- I'm withdrawing
from this case.

Why?

Because you think
I might be guilty?

A parking stub is hardly
proof of murder, Melina.

In any case, it isn't
really your job to judge me.

I've got a shot
at acquittal here.

You screw it up, and
I'll have your license.

You little son of a bitch.

- Hey, you're the one who always
bragged about becoming a lawyer

when we were growing up.

Defend me, Melina.

That's your job now.

[door slams]

- How can you continue to
doubt this man's innocence?

The murderer confessed,
and Manzo backed him up.

They're crooks.

- If they'd been available
when I had this case,

it never would
have gone to trial.

They were available.

You didn't follow through.

- So Frank Osgood should
continue to pay the price?

- If we drop the charges, the
DA could be sued for Osgood's

false imprisonment.

[grunts]

- Would the District
Attorney's office

actually keep an
innocent man locked

up for fear of a civil suit?

Ms. Jenkins, as an
officer of the court,

I ask you to reconsider.

Is this the justice you
and I sought to obtain?

I made a mistake, and
Frank Osgood spent

nearly half his life in jail.

You must fight this,
because believe me,

it will become your
nightmare, too.

And I assure you,
it will haunt you.

- Burdick D'Arcy was about to
handcuff his spendthrift son,

but Anton D'Arcy found out
about it and didn't like it.

What to do?

Anton couldn't kill
his father himself.

No, better to find someone
else and have an alibi.

Peter Swilling was
unemployed and greedy--

an ideal dupe.

For a mere promise of financial
security, he killed a man

and got caught.

At least, he had the
decency to come clean.

Now, a so-called expert
psychiatrist suggests

that Mr. Swilling was nuts.

But as I suggested,
the motive was greed.

Old-fashioned greed,
ladies and gentlemen.

And now, it's time
for Mr. D'Arcy to pay.

- It's not my job to
convince you of anything.

That's his job.

My job in this case is to
remind you what's missing.

To point out that when
you're in that jury room,

debating Peter Swilling's
bizarre story, wondering how it

is possible that a man without
so much as a jaywalking ticket

could agree to murder
a total stranger,

you are putting into
action the key concept

of our system of justice--

reasonable doubt.

It's a concept that protects
you and me and Anton D'Arcy.

Blackstone said, it
is better that 500

guilty men go free than one
innocent man be convicted.

If you are not convinced
beyond a reasonable doubt,

in your hearts, you
must let this man go.

- I still want you staying
in bed the next few weeks.

OK.

- Rox!
- Hey!

Roxanne!

Tommy?

In here.

- You can't go in--

Roxy!

Oh, hi, Dr. Parker.

Rox, this is my fault.

No.

- Yeah, I should have
been there for you, Rox.

Forgive me, please.

I need our life together.

I know.

I'm so sorry about our baby.

And when you're ready, if you
want to, we can try again.

What are you talking about?

The baby's fine.

Is this true?

- Roxanne experienced
some bleeding,

but there's no
sign of effacement,

and everyone appears healthy.

Wait.

I want you to hear something.

Do you mind?

With pleasure.

What?

There, hold this.

Come here.

Hold it.

What?

Shh.

Listen.

[heartbeat thumping softly]

[gasps]

- Is that--

It's our child's heartbeat.

Is your verdict unanimous?

It is, Your Honor.

What say you?

- In the matter of the People
of the State of California

versus Anton D'Arcy, we the jury
find the defendant not guilty.

- Members of the jury,
thank you for your time.

Mr. D'Arcy, you're free to go.

Court's adjourned.

Congratulations, Counselor.

Keep away from me.

(LAUGHING) What?

What?

- I was this close
to turning you in.

- Well, yeah, but you didn't--

hey!

Come on, come on!

Is this any way to
treat an old friend?

I mean, what are
people going to think?

Go to hell.

- Mr. D'Arcy.
- We'd like to know why you--

Did you know about the trust?

- So they agreed
on a settlement.

- Bennett will release the
book with both their names.

The profit's to be donated
to a scholarship fund.

- All for a pair of
star-crossed lovers.

You know, I, uh--

I worked with a
Shakespeare company once.

Really?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, the summer
before law school.

Let me guess.

Hamlet?

- Mm-mm.

I was the stage manager.

You know, you need a sword, you
need a bodkin, I'm your man.

I've always loved your bodkin.

What about my sword?

[chuckles]

- What I want to
know is, what would

have happened with us If I
hadn't made the first move?

- You mean, if you
hadn't gotten sloshed

and dragged me off
to your apartment?

- Yeah, you think we would have
gone on like Camille and Simon,

just working side by side,
never seeing the possibilities?

- No way I was
going to miss you.

Not unless I was struck blind.

[chuckles]

- This is only about
setting a date.

- That's all.
- All rise.

Be seated.

Ms. Jenkins, Mr. Morales,
I am setting a trial

in this matter for April 3.

- Your Honor, that
won't be necessary.

The people believe, in
light of Mr. Osgood's 34

years of incarceration and the
difficulty of proving our case,

it's no longer in the public's
interest to retry him.

So ordered.

Mr. Osgood, you're a free man.

Case dismissed.

This court is adjourned.

[music playing]

Thanks, Morales.

Congratulations, Frank.

McKenzie.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

[laughter]

- Any idea when
you'll be leaving?

I can leave now.

- Whatever you want to do,
if you want to work late,

I can send down for some supper.

Uh, nah.

Let me just go grab
a file and we can go.

OK.

Hello, Gwen.

(QUIETLY) Oh, my god.

- I was hoping we'd have
time for a little chat.

You've been awfully busy lately.

What do you want, Alison?

What do you want, Gwen?

I just want to be left alone.

Is that all?

I think you want a
little more than that.

I think you want Daniel.

I think you want Lucy.

I think you want to
be a big shot lawyer.

I think you want
all kinds of things.

OK.

Assume I want those things.

Is that wrong?

- Well, it depends on how
you go about getting them.

Daniel used to be
interested in me.

He paid attention to me.

He used to flirt with me.

You can't just cut
in front of someone.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know I had done that.

Yes, you did.

You cut ahead of me.

And now, I'm going
to cut ahead of you.

[laughs]

Alison.

Did you get my little pun?

That was funny.

Yeah.

I got it.

- You never invited
me over to your house.

- Let me make up
for that right now.

Let me invite you over.

We'll get to know one another.

- I don't want you looking
at me as though I'm some case

study in aberrational behavior.

In fact, I don't want
you looking at me at all.

I'm going to have to
put your eyes out.

Drop the knife.

I said, drop it!

You'll have to kill me first.

[gunshot]

[yells]

[yells]

We have everything we need.

You two can go on home.

OK?

Hey, Gwen.

The thing you got to do now is
forget that this ever happened.

I don't know if I can.

(QUIETLY) Come on, baby.

Hey.

Let's go.

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