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- The new horns are driving
people nuts.

- They knew the tracks
were there

when they moved in.

- Next week, Jake's office.

This corned beef sucks.

- Long as we're one step ahead
of the lunatics.

- You mean tax payers.
- Our job is to

move people and goods
from here to there

as cheap as we can.

- At least they're off
the bombers.

- Tell that to Sandy.
She just had "oil sucks"

scratched into her Beamer.

- No, no. "Bought by oil."

And they misspelled "bought."

- Excuse me, guys. Is this
the Committee on Transportation?

- It is.
- I'm looking for

Alderman Christopher Jones.

- I tried to stop him, Chris.
- It's okay.

You need me to sign?

- Oil whores!

- What is this?!
- We need some help in here!

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Oh, you bastards.

You're sending poison
into our neighborhoods.

You're killing our kids.
- Call 911!

And have them
take him out the back.

Hell if I give him
any publicity.

You okay?

- Just need some air.

- All right, what did you see?
- I mean, just, bam.

She just blew by.
- What'd she look like?

- Maybe it was a guy?

- You didn't see brake lights?
- Nope.

- Did the driver swerve
to avoid the pedestrian?

- Not that I saw.
- Did the driver stop?

- Definitely not.
- All right.

We have a dark red SUV,
Illinois plates,

last three digits 484.

Can you remember anything else?

- The--the license plate
was one of the special ones

with the lettering on the side.

- Like government plates?
- No, uh, on the right side

there was, um, BP, BF,
something like that.

I--it was hard to see
from my window.

- Thanks. If you remember
anything else.

Hi.
- Hi.

Um, look, I'm sorry
to have to tell you

your hit and run victim,
he didn't make it.

Maybe if somebody had called us
quicker, but anyway.

Here's the report.

- Appreciate it.

- You get anything?
- Nah, not much. You?

- I got nothing but boom
and a flying body.

- The victim, he died.
Christopher Jones.

- You're kidding.
- What?

He's a big deal?
Is that why we got the call?

- He was
Alderman Christopher Jones.

Mr. Bomb Train.

- Was he for or against them?

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- Two million.

A single train car
full of crude oil

equals two million
sticks of dynamite.

And these bomb trains, they pass
through our back yards,

next to our churches,
our schools.

- You wanna start a petition,
paint a sign,

parade around, that's fine.
- A sign?

160 miles from here, a train car
derailed and exploded

and burned for three days.

So me--ooh--waving a sign
in front of City Hall

isn't gonna stop that
from happening

in North Lawndale or Cicero
or anywhere else in Chicago.

All it takes is
a leak, a spark, and boom.

- Thus, bomb trains.
- Exactly.

- How else is the oil supposed
to get where it's going?

- It's not.
- Let me guess,

you drive a Prius.
- I ride a bicycle.

Everyone should.
We only have one planet.

- And the city's Department of
Transportation is destroying it?

- They're not saving it.

It's a matter of morality.

- So is murder.
- Please.

The oil that I spilled
was purely symbolic.

It was prune juice and soap.

It wouldn't have caught fire.
- Hm.

And Alderman Christopher Jones.

- His face was the one
on the TV.

- Kill the snake
by cutting off his head.

- Something like that.

- Sounds like a confession.
- You want me to be clearer?

I, James T. Sprague,

hereby confess to wanting

to breathe clean air,
to drink clean water--

- By murdering Alderman Jones.

- What?
- We know you weren't

the one driving, Jim.

Tell us who was
and we can work something out.

- I--I wouldn't kill someone

and neither would anyone
at Eco Liberation.

Ask 'em.

- Last month, they sabotaged the
toilets at Uniform Oil and Gas.

Last week, they chained
themselves to pumps

at a half dozen gas stations.

Today, they killed an Alderman.
- Come on.

We don't know that, Bobby.

- Did the driver stop
or call for help?

That's what I thought.

No chance this was an accident.

What about the guy
who poured oil on the table?

- Apparently, it was
some kind of organic goop.

He's been charged
with criminal damage.

- They call themselves
environmentalists.

They don't give a damn
about the environment.

They're anarchists,
is what they are.

First it's Chris,
then it's me, you.

We need to make an example
of these a-holes, Mark.

- I promise you, we're gonna
do everything we can.

- Hey, man, you know, thank you.
- Thank you.

- Okay. And you give my best
to your wife.

- I will. Thanks.

What do we have?
- Dawson and Nagel

are at Eco Liberation,

Jim Sprague's
environmental group.

- What about the car?

- We have partial
specialty plates.

We're also looking at footage
from traffic cameras,

but there's quite a few
dark red SUVs in Chicago.

Our tech guys
are doing the best they can.

- Have 'em do it quickly.

- Come on, you're gonna
arrest us

for conspiracy
to spill prune juice.

- To be precise,
it's criminal damage

to state-supported property.

- Oh, I see. So the conference
table's filing a complaint.

- Hey, I'd watch
the attitude, pal.

Your friend's already
sitting in a cell.

- Only until our attorney
arranges bail.

- You're gonna need
a lot of that.

- For making
a political statement?

- A statement's tossing
a hacky sack at Alderman Jones.

- Ooh, look, we had nothing
to do with that.

- But you are opposed
to oil trains.

- Yeah. Just like we're opposed
to killing people.

But this is how we show
our opposition.

We encourage people to write,
and/or call their Alderman.

- And when that doesn't work?

We spill prune juice.

We wanna win hearts and minds,
not splatter them on the street.

You wanna talk to my people,
be my guest.

- Thank you, we will.

- Just one more question.
- Sure.

- Shouldn't you shut
your lights off?

- Right after
I hug a tree.

- Why do these people
give me a headache?

- It's all that CO2 in the air.

- Yeah, it's more like
the methane

coming from their mouths.
- Grow up.

They're trying to save us.
- Not you?

- Hey, I like my steak
as rare as the next guy.

I like air conditioning in the
summer and heat in the winter.

But I think there's
a middle ground.

Did you know there are
63 different

specialty plates in Illinois?
- Mm-hmm.

My witness said it was
something like BP or BF.

- Oh, your witness was wrong.

There's no BP or BF.

- Flip it, maybe?

- Nothing. There's a BD,
that's a Bears fan.

And a BH, that's the Blackhawks.

Hold on. There's a PF.

- Pissed-off feminist?
- Close.

Pet friendly.
- That was my next guess.

- The money raised
from selling those plates

goes to reducing
animal overpopulation.

- It's not a leap someone like
that would be eco-friendly.

- Yeah.
- Look for a plate

with the last three digits 484.

- Ten across the state.
- Well, I doubt

someone in Peoria
would be interested

in oil trains in Chicago.

- Uh, there's three in town.

Ms. Edna St. James
drives an SUV.

- Those look very nice, ma'am.

- Are you sure
you don't want some?

It's Botan candy from Japan.

- No thank you, listen, we--
- I got it from the web.

Oh, it is amazing what you can
get from the web.

- Mrs. St. James,
we're here about your car.

- Oh, well, you're too late.
Somebody's got it.

- It was stolen?
- I hope not.

I rented it out.

- You rented your car.
- Hm, yeah.

It's called Car-A-La-Carte.

My Betsy told me about it.

It's an app that lets me
rent my car to strangers.

- Hm.
- It's like Uber meets Hertz.

- Who was the last person
who rented your car?

- Jane Reynolds
at 8:00 this morning.

She was very polite.

In a hurry, but polite.

Is she okay?

- We don't know.
- I'll call the number.

- Okay. Is there a way
you can track your car?

- I like to spy on them too.

- It's a landline.
I got an answer machine.

- There she is now.

- We're gonna borrow this.

- But my Betsy
bought that for me.

- I promise,
we'll be careful with it.

- But what--when will I--
- Thank you so much.

- Train tracks.
Definite message.

- Is that smoke?

- Open it.

- Whoa, whoa!

Oops.
- Get out! Both of you.

- Hands up!
- Okay.

- Against the car.

- This is the car.
- Hey, it wasn't us, man.

- Wasn't you, what?
- Whatever.

- I'm not surprised
they hit someone.

- Oh, my partner's
being generous.

I'd say killed.

- Killed? No way.
You got the wrong dudes.

- All right.
Move away from the vehicle.

- We found the car
over on Clark.

Keys were inside.
It was just like a joy ride.

- We were gonna bring it back,
I swear.

- Hey, what happened
to the music?

- I synced my phone
to the Bluetooth.

Probably out of range now, duh.

- Maybe Jane synced her phone.

- Okay.

Ronnie, I have a cell phone
I need you to locate.

- Jane Reynolds?
- Where is she?

Oh, no, no, no, no. No, please,
you don't understand.

Leave that alone.

- Oh. You're gonna
have to come with us.

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- The Alderman--
it was an accident.

He came out of nowhere.
I'm so sorry.

But the man said if I stopped--
- Who?

- Don't you think
I'd tell you if I knew?

- When did you
last see your daughter?

- This morning.
She was excited to go

to the museum with her class.

And now--

Oh.

He told me to rent a car

and go to different banks
and money machines.

He said his partner
was watching me,

that my phone was hacked.

If I sent a text or hung up

or said anything to anyone

that I would never
see Emma again.

I was--I was waiting to pay him
when you arrested me.

- Okay.

All this for eight grand?

- That's all he wanted.

Please.
Don't let them kill her.

- Anyone buying any of this?

- What difference
would it make to the kidnapper

where she got the money?

- And why would he insist
that she rent a car?

DMV says she has a new Mercedes.

- Did you trace the call?
- It was from a burner phone.

- I got the report. All we could
find on Jane Reynolds.

- Thanks, Billy.

Okay, let's see.

She's divorced. Her ex, Ted,
was a commercial pilot

and for the last few years,
her only source of income

was alimony and child support.

- She didn't hide her identity
when she rented the SUV.

Her cell phone was synced
with that car's system.

Could this have been
an accident?

- Then why not stop?
- She panicked.

Wouldn't be the first.

- Someone should
tell the father.

- You know,
most child abductions

involve the other parent.
- Who grab the kid and run.

They don't ask for ransom.
- You'd think a pilot

would live in a better place.
- Yeah.

- All right.

- Captain Reynolds?

- Not anymore.

- We're from
the State's Attorney's office.

We're here about your daughter.

- Emma? Is she okay?

- When's the last time
you saw her?

- What the hell's going on here?
Where's Emma?

- We're attempting
to locate her, sir.

- Locate her? Oh, my God.
What happened?

- She was on a field trip.
- Well, you should be

looking for her.
- The FBI's on it.

They've got agents looking
for any leads they can find.

- Where were you this morning?

- Mopping floors
at Western Aviation.

Wait, hold on a second,
do you think that

I had something to do with this?

- Why don't you
come back to our office?

We'll talk there.

- Why didn't she call the cops?

- She was ordered not to.

Well, that's the first time
she did what someone told her.

- I hate to ask this,

but has anyone shown
a special interest in Emma?

A neighbor? A friend?
- I--no--I don't know

who her friends are.

- Because he's never there
for Emma.

- Why's that?
- This isn't about him.

This is about her. Why aren't
you out there looking for her?

- Jane, I'm asking you.

Because it's always about him.

Ask him where he was
for Emma's last two birthdays.

- A pipe broke in the hangar.

And if I don't fix it,
I get fired.

Which means I miss
a child support payment.

Which means
I can't see my daughter.

- Been there.

- My daughter--

You know, one day,
when we were still a family,

we went to Navy Pier.

When we first got there,
Emma was begging us

for this rainbow kite.

So while they finished lunch,
I told them

I forgot something in the car
and I went back and I bought it.

And when I came back, they were
looking out at the lake.

Their backs were to me.
And I realized that--

that a little girl
in a pink jacket

and a beautiful woman
in a red one

were the only things
that mattered.

And Emma came up to me.
She put her arms around my neck

and she said, "Daddy, this is
the best day I've ever had."

You--why else
would a man work four jobs?

Is your ex a good mother?

She's an excellent mother.

And she can afford to be.

I pay for it.
- We have a divorce agreement.

It's fair.

He wasn't always like this.

You know, crazy, I mean.
Vindictive.

We met in college.
In history class.

I asked him to coffee
and we'd been together until--

- I was sucker punched
by the whole thing.

I'm telling you,
it came out of the blue.

I thought I was
happily married--

- But he always
chose work over us.

- Remind me,
why do people get married?

- Hey, guys.
Meet Emma Reynolds.

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- So no one was kidnapped?

- It's called
virtual kidnapping.

- Unfortunately for Chris Jones,
the funeral will be real.

- It's the newest Internet scam.

No Nigerian prince,
no IRS audit.

- People are open books
on the net.

Everything from their credit
card numbers to their weight.

- Their kids names,
their school.

- Whatever happened
to working for a living?

- There are two victims here.
- Anna, I don't want to hear

a dissertation
on moral equivalency, all right?

- There is no equivalence.

Someone wanted
to hurt Mrs. Reynolds.

She wanted to save her daughter.

- What if someone told you they
had one of your grandchildren?

- I'd call the FBI.

And if I ran someone down
on the way there,

I'd call the cops.

So charge this woman
with reckless homicide

and leaving the scene
and let's be done with it.

- A quiet donut.
- What?

- AQD. Ad quod damnum.

Each person should only
be punished

for the harm they cause.

A Quiet Donut was my professor's
trick to remember it.

- First, I went
to law school too.

And second,
this woman ran down an Alderman,

and that's pretty
damned harmful.

- But she was trying to save
her ten-year-old daughter.

- Who was probably
out of her skull with boredom

as her class
was going to the museum.

Charge her.

The more, the better.

Okay.

You think I'm heartless.

- I think we have different
ideas about justice.

- Fine. You catch and convict
the bastard who called her,

and if you're successful,

I'll consider
offering her probations.

- Emma's with her father.
- Ohh. Can I see her?

- You'll be our guest until--
- Oh, you don't believe me.

- Unfortunately,
it's not our call.

You have to see it from
the State's Attorney's

point of view,
Mrs. Reynolds.

- Look, it's hard to understand
someone making you

jump through all those hoops.

The rental car, the four ATMs.

I'm not even sure
I understand it.

- Who knew Emma was on that
field trip today?

- Ted and me.
Her classmates, their parents.

You think it was someone I know?

- Think hard. Try to place the
voice on the phone with a name.

- It was distorted.

Wait.

He called my house first.

I answered after
the machine picked up.

There might be a message.

- Divorce sure suits her.

- Her ex, not so much.

- Let me ask, you still have
photos of your ex in your house?

- With the kids, yeah.
- Me too.

Looks like Jane erased Ted
from her life.

- The one he pays for.

- Get over it, will you?
We all got issues.

If Jane did get this call,
why didn't she do anything?

I mean, call the cops,
hand someone a note.

I don't know, send a text.
- Are you kidding?

Because the guy who had her kid
said not to.

When that dirt bag took Diego,
I couldn't think straight.

All that mattered
was getting him back.

You don't ask why.
You don't ask questions.

You just do what
they tell you to.

- It's over here.

- You have one old message.

Mrs. Reynolds, get in your car

and start driving.

- Who is this?
- I'll call your cell.

Do everything I tell you.
We're watching you.

- Why would Darth Vader
need eight grand?

- Her computer, her kid's,
both their cells--

all completely clean,

aside from your basic
spam and cookies.

- Can you at least unscramble
the voice on the tape?

- This guy isn't Thomas Edison.

He used a $10 app called--
appropriately enough--

Scramble Me, to lower the pitch
of his voice.

- Can you raise it to normal?

- Already done.
I've eliminated Mrs. Reynolds

for your listening pleasure.

Mrs. Reynolds, get in your car

and start driving.

I'll call your cell.

Do everything I tell you.

We're watching you.

Mrs. Reynolds, get in your car

and start driving.

I'll call your cell.

Do everything I tell you.

We're watching you.

- You kidding me?

- Her husband?
- He knew Emma

was on a class field trip.

- He has motive.
- Which is?

- She lives in Lincoln Park.

He works four
jobs to pay for it.

- And resents every penny.

- Unfortunately,
after researching it,

what he did only adds up
to intimidation.

- Yeah. A class 3 felony.

- Even then, we have to prove

he threatened
their daughter's safety

to money from his ex-wife.

I can't imagine he'd do
more than a year.

- That's a joke.

Wondering if you're ever
gonna see your kid again,

nothing's more painful.

This guy should be
drawn and quartered.

- Chris's mother
doesn't have to wonder.

She knows she'll never
see Chris again.

- Arrest him.
- For what? Intimidation?

- No. For the murder
of Alderman Christopher Jones.

He was killed during
the commission of a felony.

That triggers
the felony murder rule.

- Only if
the defendant committed

one of the predicate felonies.

- One of which is kidnapping.
- Kidnapping.

Not virtual kidnapping.

- The statute doesn't
make that distinction.

- Emma and I were
just having dinner.

- Good. 'Cause the food
at Cook County sucks.

- In other words,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Alderman Christopher Jones.

- Jane, right?
What did she tell you?

- Daddy, can we have ice cream?

- Yeah, sweetie.
Just a second.

Look, I'm not
leaving Emma, okay?

- There are two ways
this can go down, Mr. Reynolds.

The first is you come with us
without a fuss

and you let this
nice social worker

sit with Emma while she
finishes her dinner.

The second, your ten-year-old
watches us drag Daddy out,

kicking and screaming.

- Uh, Emma, I have to
go out for a second.

But Daddy's friend--
- Helen.

- Helen is gonna sit
with you for a minute, okay?

I'll be right back, sweetie.

- It's a good choice.

- In case you're interested,
anything you say or do

can and will be used against you
in a court of law.

- My dad used to say, "Marriage
isn't a word, young lady,

it's a sentence."

He had a way with words.

Sometimes I think he stayed
with my mom just because

it would've been
too expensive to leave.

- I expect that's an excuse
used by a lot of people.

It's just rationalization.
- For what?

- Fear, inertia, love.

- What about you?
Do you wanna get married?

- I'd like to
finish my dinner first.

- Peter Stone?
- That's right.

- Holly Washington,
public defender's office.

I'll be representing
Ted Reynolds.

Do you mind if I sit?
These shoes.

You don't wanna know.
- I don't cut deals

during dinner.
- I heard that about you.

Nope, no deal wanted here.

- I'd ask you to join us, but--
- Oh, I appreciate that.

But I'm on the caveman.
- Excuse me?

- It's a diet.

- Listen, I don't wanna
disturb you.

I just wanna drop this off,
go home, and burn my shoes.

- Hm, a motion to dismiss.

- Felony murder?
I have to admit,

it made me chuckle.

Gotta scoot.

See you in court.

- You had to expect this.

- Not this quickly, I didn't.

- The statute is clear,
Your Honor.

For the Felony Murder rule
to kick in,

someone has to have died
while the defendant

is committing
an enumerated felony

such as rape, armed robbery--
- Kidnapping.

- Thank you, Mr. Stone.
That was next on my list.

Nowhere in the indictment,

was it alleged
that anyone was taken.

- The defendant led his former
wife to believe

that he was
holding their daughter.

- She was on a class trip.
- It's what current literature

calls a virtual kidnapping.
- Oh, great.

So let's strap my client
to a virtual whipping post

and call it a day.
- In any event,

the People aren't alleging

kidnapping is
the predicate felony.

- If I may be so bold,
what are the people alleging?

- Intimidation.
The defendant threatened

to inflict bodily injury
to his daughter

if his former wife failed
to pay him a sum of money.

While racing to get
the requested cash,

his ex-wife struck and killed
Alderman Jones.

- Ergo, felony murder.
- I hate to be repetitive,

but nowhere in the statute is
intimidation deemed sufficient

to trigger
the felony murder rule.

- The statute is illustrative,
not exhausted.

It specifies that any felony
involving a threat

of physical force will
trigger the rule.

Ted Reynolds threatened
to harm his daughter

and but/for that threat,

Alderman Jones
would still be alive.

- He made a phony phone call,
for crying out loud.

- It was inherently dangerous
behavior.

- It's a barbaric expansion
of the law.

Let's not forget about intent.

If you accept the people's
interpretation of the law,

you are criminalizing
an ordinary accident.

- No, the court would be
deterring would-be criminals

from committing crimes
that unwittingly might lead

to another's death.

- You took the words
out of my mouth, Mr. Stone.

The defendant's motion
to dismiss is denied.

Next.

- I always thought
Judge Stratton

was one of the smarter judges.

- Peter made
a hell of an argument.

- I'd call that
bootstrapping.

And that's only because
we're in mixed company.

In order to win
a felony murder charge,

you have to prove intimidation.

In order to prove intimidation,
you have to establish

a threat to cause
physical injury.

I listened to the tape.

- The threat was implied.

And that's more bootstrapping.

Silly me, I read the statute
and I actually believe

it means what it says.

.

Mrs. Reynolds,

get in your car
and start driving.

I'll call your cell.

Do everything I tell you.

We're watching you.

- So what I did was
I hacked the app

the defendant used.
- Objection!

- Sustained.

- I hacked the app the caller
used to distort his voice

and reversed the process.

- Who's voice is that?

- In my opinion,
it's the defendant's.

- What makes you say that?

- I ran both the tape from Mrs.
Reynolds' answering machine

and the recording from
the defendant's interview

with State's Attorney
Investigator Dawson

through software
that compares vocal patterns,

pitch, intonation, et cetera.

- And what'd you find?

- It's the same person's voice
in both tapes.

- Did you know that Mr. Reynolds
met Mrs. Reynolds

back in college, 15 years ago?
- No.

- Do you think it's odd
that someone who

knew the defendant that long
couldn't recognize his voice?

- Well, he used an app to lower
his voice by two octaves.

I was able to raise it by two
octaves and restore it.

- Restore it. How do you know
what you're restoring

if you don't know what
the original sounded like?

I mean, could you have raised
it three octaves?

- Uh, technically, yes.

- I would've sounded
like a different person?

- It would.
- Mm.

Can you play the part
of that recording

where the caller threatened
to mail Mrs. Reynolds' daughter

back to her in pieces

if she didn't follow orders?

- I'm sorry?

- This case hinges
on the question

of whether the caller threatened
Mrs. Reynolds or her daughter.

Please play the recorded threat.

- There isn't one.
- I see. Okay.

Play the part where
the caller spoke about Emma.

- I played everything
that there was.

- So I see, tell me,
what are we doing here?

- Objection.
- Withdrawn.

I don't have anything else.

- No, I had no idea
it was Ted on the phone.

All I knew was that
I had to do what he said.

- Why is that?

- He said he was going
to hurt Emma, my daughter.

- We just listened
to the tape of the call,

Mrs. Reynolds, and I didn't
hear anything about Emma.

- Called me on my cell
when I was in the car

like he said he would.

That's when he said
that he would hurt her

if I didn't follow his
instructions exactly.

- Hurt her, how?
- He'd cut her throat.

- And you believed him.

- I couldn't afford not to.

- What did he tell you to do?

- First, he wanted me
to rent a car

from something called
Car-A-La-Carte

and then go to my bank--
my local branch--

and withdraw $2,000.

Then to the branch in Kenwood
and do the same.

Then the one in Old Irving Park.

Then an ATM at a 7-Eleven

downtown on Kinzie Street.

- You were with him on the phone
the entire time.

- Yes.

He said I was being followed

and that if I didn't do
exactly what he said,

that I'd be sorry.

- After you took the money
from the ATM,

what did you do?
- I drove as fast as I could.

- What, then, if anything,
happened next?

- Alderman Jones crossed
the street in front of me.

I hit him. I'm so sorry.

- Did you stop
after you hit him?

- No.
- Dial 911?

- I couldn't. He--

he said if I hung up
that he'd kill Emma.

I feel terrible
about what happened,

but I was trying
to save my daughter.

There were other people there;
I knew someone would call.

- No further questions.

- Before you divorced, did you
ever argue with your husband?

- I guess.
- No need to be polite,

now, Mrs. Reynolds.

- Yes, we argued.

- Did he ever threaten
to hurt you?

- I don't remember.

- Let me refresh
your recollection.

I direct you
to defense exhibit 5A.

This is a copy
of the petition you filed

in your divorce proceeding.

Could you turn to page 23

and read
the highlighted portion?

- "Paragraph 14.
On December 13th,

Respondent threatened to break
Petitioner's leg."

- Now on page 31.

- "Paragraph 22. On January 5th,
Respondent threatened

to throw boiling water
on the Petitioner."

- Do you remember
making those statements?

- Yes.
- Do you remember swearing

under penalty of perjury

that they were
true and accurate?

- Yes.
- Do you recognize this?

- It's a motion document.
- For what?

- To withdraw paragraphs
14 and 22 of the complaint.

- The two paragraphs
you just read.

- Yes.

- So he never threatened you.

- It was part of the settlement.

- Or to get what you want,
you made unfounded allegations

against my client.
- Objection.

- Withdrawn.
True or false, Mrs. Reynolds,

nobody in the world but you
heard your husband

make those alleged threats
while you were

driving like a maniac
around the city.

- He said he'd hurt Emma.

- Did he really?
Nothing further.

- The People rest.
- So does the defense.

- You know what
her closing argument was?

Essentially the opposite
of my closing argument.

She didn't even put on a case.

- She didn't have to.
You didn't have one.

- Yeah, but four days
deliberation?

- How many divorced fathers
are on the jury?

- Two.

You're lucky I'm not an
"I told you so" kinda guy.

- Your Honor,
we are still deadlocked.

- Would further deliberation
make a difference?

- I don't believe so.

- Well then,
I'm left with no choice

but to declare a mistrial.

- The People of
the State of Illinois

thank you for your service.

Excuse me. Just so you know,
this isn't over.

I'll be filing for a retrial.

.

- The jury in the Ted Reynolds
case was deadlocked

because he never
actually said he'd hurt Emma

on the answering machine tape.

- And that's it.

- That's the real felony.

- What about Jane?
- Jeffries wants us

to charge her with reckless
homicide and leaving the scene.

- Stone's good with that?
- He says he'll retry Ted.

- But you don't think
it's worth it.

- Unless he confesses,
I doubt anything'll change.

- You know, we never
talked to Emma.

- You think Ted would actually
threaten Jane

in front of their ten-year-old?

- When it got going in my house,
I'd pretend to be asleep.

But I heard every word.

- Would it help?

- It might.

- I have a little girl
about your age.

Her name's Jen.

She lives with her daddy,
like you.

Jen's daddy and I,
we decided it was best for her

if we didn't all live together.

- Did you fight?
- We did.

- Why? Did your parents
fight a lot?

- No.

- They didn't yell
at one another?

- Well, sometimes they did.
But my mom said

that they didn't mean it.

- Mm. Did that scare you?

You can tell me, Emma.

- Sometimes.

- What was the worst part

about your parents
being divorced?

- Not having all my stuff
in one place.

Some of it's at my dad's house.

I never know where anything is.

- Yeah. That's what Jen says.

When I heard
my parents yell at one another,

that was scary.

I hid in the attic.

It was filthy and there
were spiders.

- I hate spiders.
- But the spiders and the dirt

were better than
hearing them fight.

One time, I heard my dad say
he was gonna hit my mom.

- My dad would never hit my mom

because he loves her.

And people who love each other,
they don't hit.

- Can I get one? Hey.
- Hey.

So, what'd you find out?

- Kid paints
a rosy picture of them.

Nagel was good.
I mean, she's always good

but there's something
about moms.

- Emma never heard them fight?

- She thinks
they love each other.

Kids see what they want.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I guess.

You know, a couple weeks ago,
I'm walking down Michigan.

I see Michael Jordan getting
into a limo.

First thing that pops into my
head is I gotta tell my ex.

'Cause she worshipped Michael.
It's weird, huh?

I don't know what it is.

We can't be in a room
ten minutes,

but somewhere
in the back of my head,

there's a small part of me
that wonders

when she's gonna come back.

- You'd get back together.

You'd have to try
one of us for murder.

- I don't know.

But I always think about it.
It's weird.

Maybe it's what happens when you
have a kid with someone.

The family thing or all that.

- He should be here any minute.

- Good morning.
Thank you for coming in.

- What is she doing here?

- I hope we're here
for an apology.

From all of you.

- That'll be the day.

Mrs. Reynolds and her lawyer
have agreed to take a deal.

- Smartest thing
she's ever done.

- She agreed to plead
to manslaughter

in exchange for a five-year
prison sentence.

- Good.

- Bastard.

- See what
I have to put up with?

- You? What kind of father

pretends to kidnap
his own daughter?

- That's never been established.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stone.

I don't want the deal anymore.

- It's a good deal, Jane.
- No, he gets

full custody of Emma?

How often do you think
he's gonna

bring her to prison to visit me?

- If we lose at trial,
you could do ten years.

- I have to at least try.

- That's fine by me.

- Please stand.

- I'll arrange bail, Jane.

- You know, raising a child
is about a lot more

than buying her
some rainbow kite.

- Well, most kids
don't need to live

in a four bedroom
in Lincoln Park.

- You've already ruined my life.

And now you're gonna
destroy Emma too.

To think
I loved you once.

- Ah, Jesus Christ.
Do you know why

I made you go
to Car-A-La-Carte?

- Shut up, Ted.

- Because that is what
I had to do every time

I wanted to take Emma anywhere.

And the four banks?

That's so you could see what
it's like chasing after a buck.

Four jobs I had to work
to pay for you

to live like a damn princess.

You didn't listen to me.

I asked you to modify
the alimony.

I begged you.

Ah, what the hell.
It was me, I did it.

I threatened her
and I'd do it again.

- That is not a confession.
- Yes. Yes, it is.

She's taken everything already,
I don't--

I don't have anything left.

Yeah, yeah, come on.

- Ted Reynolds,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Christopher Jones.

Again.

- Under the circumstances--

- One year probation.

- Jail for him,
probation for her.

Another kid growing up
without her dad.

- Chris's mom,
staring at photos in an album.

Five lives ruined.

- Another quirky donut.

- Close enough.
- Bizarre.

- He hates her, but he'll go
to prison for 20 years for her.

- Hm. Justice isn't the only
thing that's blind.

- Mm.
- You wanna

grab a drink with us?
- No, thanks.

I'm gonna go home
and kiss my wife.

And take a long, hot shower.