All language subtitles for Law & Order s04e07 Apocrypha.eg

(male narrator)
In the criminal justice system...

the people are represented
by two separate yet equally important groups:

the police
who investigate crime...

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

[vehicle horn honking]

Excuse me.

A car like this,
you need to see where you're going.

You have a nice day, now.

[siren wailing]

You press the button,
you take a ticket, and you pay on the way out.

Guy drives a $60,000 car,
and he can't read English.

Brains got nothing
to do with it.

My idiot brother
drives a Vette.

It costs $40
to fill that sucker.

$20. Thank you.

Round two is on me.

Heavy cream, three sugars.
Real sugar this time...

maybe a chocolate-covered--

[car alarm sounds]

Jeez.

I could've been inside.
They don't pay me enough.

You see anybody peculiar
go in there this morning?

I look at the cars,
not the people.

You know, you seen one Jag,
you seen them all.

All right, if you
remember anything, huh?

(Grady)
It took six units and an hour to contain it.

Never got out of the garage.

We're lucky this was
a Class A fire-restrictive building.

If our guy was
one block south, it would still be burning.

Find the source?

Char patterns, radius of
structural damage....

My guess? Car bomb.

What's the tab?

The tenants will have
the next month or two off.

[people chattering]

Some of them
longer than that.

[siren wailing]

(Briscoe)
Tell me you found a photo lD.

Our guys went over
every inch.

Most of the damage
was centered around a spot...

in the northeast corner
of the garage.

Hope this guy was up-to-date
on his premiums.

I doubt he'll be making
any claims, Mike.

So, the bomb
was right here?

More likely
in the trunk. Here.

Take a whiff.

[people chattering]

Central Park South in July.

Very good.

Chemical fertilizer.

Mix it with diesel fuel,
light it, you get a hell of a bang.

This dude knew
what was what.

Here, take a look at this.

Condoms?

(Hines)
We found them about 20 feet from the car.

Told you the earth moves.

(Hines)
Observe.

This is the same grade latex
they use in condoms.

I poured some acid onto it
about five minutes ago and voilà.

It's a makeshift fuse.

Giving the mad bomber
time to haul ass before the acid burns through...

and lights
the fertilizer cocktail. Exactly.

You know, it's cheap,
efficient, and you don't have to be Einstein to play.

I never did like
those things.

Forensics says
we should count our luckies that only one person died.

Looked like a kid.
You talk to the family?

Well, if she had lD,
it's barbecued or buried.

No one's claimed the body.

Well, we've got every member
of the lunatic fringe claiming credit.

FBl terrorist section
is checking out the calls.

What, terrorists blowing up
a garage?

Hey, maybe they're not
that good at what they do...

the Calloway building's filled
with heavy hitters.

Two brokerage firms,
four law firms...

two banks,
including the Banco de Cali. Colombian.

I guess we're
talking drugs.

Drugs, mob, lRA,
Symbionese Liberation Army....

Excuse me, folks.
Forensics came up with the serial number for the car.

I ran it by the DMV.

It's a 1990 Mercedes 300D,
leased to the Egyptian Embassy.

And it's being used
by a gentleman named Assad Asalam.

Last known address,
Radcliff Hotel.

Take some backup.
Who knows what other toys he's got in his suitcase.

You wanna stop this crap?

Put a fence
around the country...

run a couple of thousand volts
through it.

So sure this guy
wasn't hatched in Brooklyn?

Come on, listen.

Some guy gets picked up
for littering in Cairo...

and then his buddies hijack
a plane headed out of Kennedy.

"Give me your tired,
your poor."

Yeah. Well, that was then,
this is now.

We got enough
homegrown nuts as it is.

[chattering on PA system]

You Assad Asalam?

Yes. What is this?

You'll have to get back
to them later. Okay, let's go.

I come here three times
a year on business.

And what sort of business
were you conducting yesterday morning?

As a matter of fact,
I was with three members of your State Department...

from 8:00 a.m. until noon.

Did you drive downtown?
(Asalam) I took a cab.

Look, you have to understand,
the night before, I drove back from Albany.

I was exhausted.
I parked the car on 58th Street...

the next morning it was gone.

(Briscoe)
The stolen car story?

I told that one
in high school.

(Asalam)
Well, I went to the Wharton school...

and I assure you,
I could come up with a better story.

(Logan)
Did you report the car missing?

I was in a rush.

Tell me, Detective,
what motive could I possibly have?

Hey, I don't know.
Allah calls, I hear you people get antsy.

Take five.

Hey, what's going on?

We're lighting a fire
under this guy. He's just a little cool.

That's 'cause he's innocent.

Meet Agent Garrett, FBl.

Mr. Asalam's father
is one of the top industrialists in Egypt.

He's here on
an economic mission.

So he can afford
first-class accommodations...

what does that prove?

He can also afford
a first-class alibi.

His story checks.

He was with Kenny, Dukes,
and Fried of State all morning.

[sighing]
So, in other words, we're back to square one.

The fact is we're
all running in circles.

Whoever's responsible
has probably crossed three time zones by now.

You might have been right
about homegrown nuts.

The dead girl had blonde hair,
hazel eyes.

The ME's report said she also
had traces of ammonium nitrate under her fingernails.

So she set the bomb?

Either she dawdled on her
way out of the garage...

or there was
a leak in the condom.

Bomb went off before
she had a chance to get away.

They ran her prints.
She's clean in this state.

Most girls her age are worried
about their SATs.

Lennie,
your kid's about 18, right?

Well, you don't hear from her
for a couple days, what do you do?

I hear from her,
that's an occasion.

I'm just thinking...

maybe nobody claimed the body
because nobody knew she was alive.

Missing Persons.

We started with anyone
19 and younger.

That narrowed it to 15,000,
give or take.

The appendicitis scar
cut that in half.

The tattoo on her derrière
made it manageable.

We'd be better off
looking at milk cartons.

Don't kid yourself,
Logan.

If we don't find them
first couple of days...

odds are they ain't
gonna get found.

But this girl is
one of the lucky ones. Lucky?

She had an l-beam
land on her head.

She also had loving parents
who spent a lot to straighten her teeth.

We lucked out.
The dental records.

Wendy Alice Berman.

Reported missing five years
ago when she was 14. Runaway.

Thanks, Mark.

We had a storybook life.

David was a doctor, a surgeon.

He put Wendy on a horse
when she was eight years old.

Every year
she won her age group.

She had lots of friends.
She liked school.

(Briscoe)
Well, sorry to say, Mrs. Berman...

but kids don't usually
run away from perfection.

When she was 13,
we sent her to equestrian camp for the summer.

On July 17,
David had a heart attack...

jogging around the reservoir
in Central Park.

He was dead
before the paramedics arrived.

And the following year,
Wendy spent with psychiatrists.

Then the promiscuity
started...

and the drugs.

And she ran away,
but she always came back in a few days.

One day she just didn't
come back at all.

Last year I got a letter.

She said she was all right...

but something terrible
would happen if I tried to contact her.

If we could see that letter.

I'd like it back,
if that's okay.

"And the fifth angel
sounded the trumpet...

"and I saw a star
fall from heaven upon the earth...

"and there was given
to him the key of the bottomless pit."

Shrinks did
a hell of a job.

What is it,
she joined a convent?

Get this. Return address:

476 avenue bearing
the initial of our Lord into the New Kingdom.

Great. This time of day,
it's gonna take us an hour to get downtown.

Since when do you have
a road map to Heaven?

I don't. But I've been up
and down Avenue C.

"C" for Christ.

(man)
...for your son.

Thank you, God,
for the delivery of your son the Savior upon this earth.

Thank you, God,
for the cleansing of our system senses...

and the enlightenment
of our souls.

We are the lambs...

that you have put among us.

He will lead us
through the valley, and into....

We are in search
of a peaceable kingdom, Detective.

Surely, that can't be
against the law.

Well, it is, when the path
to it runs through a Wall Street parking garage.

I read about the explosion.

I prayed for those
who were injured.

Yeah. Well, I'm sure
you've got a seat reserved in Heaven, Donald.

But I'm not too sure about
another member of your flock.

Wendy Berman.

[sighs]

Our congregation
has a lot of members.

I couldn't possibly
know them all.

Well,
Miss Berman used your church as her mailing address.

The doors to our Temple
are open to everyone, Det. Briscoe.

Well, I got tired of
pickup trucks and drive-ins.

(Logan)
So you traded them in for subways and street muggings?

Well, you stay, don't you?

(Logan)
I was born here. And I couldn't be

You ever watch the 11:00 news?

Mike, I'm gonna get
a cup of coffee.

(Munn)
I see a different city.

My kid should be
so sweet.

Yeah, well, I'm starting
to get cavities.

You make it sound like
a small town.

Things will change,
Det. Logan.

There's a lot more good
in man than evil.

Is that what they preach
in that church of yours?

You're a skeptic.

Ten years in Our Lady of Mercy
will do that to you.

Sister Theresa,
at Saint Luke's in Boise...

used to make us
have silent lunch every day.

We had to wear plaid skirts
below the knees.

Blue blazers.

You got it.

What about your folks,
do they know you're here?

Two years,
my stepfather probably doesn't even know I'm gone.

Daniel Hendricks is here.

He says he's
the grand poo-bah.

I formed the Acherusian Temple
seven years ago.

The people that come to me
are in search of something...

although most of them
don't know what it is.

(Logan)
But you do?

Well,
we're all ultimately in search of the same thing, Detective.

What about this girl?
How was her search progressing?

She was extremely troubled.
So you knew her?

I found Ruth maybe a year ago.

She was on the corner
of 12th Street...

selling her body
for a vial of crack.

A little prayer
and some real food...

I thought she was back
on the right path.

But she zigged
when she should have zagged?

She disappeared
several months ago.

You called her Ruth,
her mom called her Wendy.

She was trying
to forget her past life.

Can you blame her?

Most of these kids,
they're stray kittens.

All they really need
is someone to care about them...

someone to pay
a little attention when they cry out.

Yeah. Or a little jail time.

It's amazing that some of them
have survived.

Dysfunctional families,
drugs, abuse.

I won't lie to you,
we don't always succeed.

But more often than not,
I think we're able to turn their lives around.

There's nothing else.

He seems sincere.

Oh, come on, Lennie.
Church? That's not church.

Church is stained glass
windows and nuns running around with rulers.

The gospel according to Logan.
(Logan) That's right.

And rule number one is
e girl I just talked to...

should be giving rave reviews
to her boyfriend, not some Bible-banger.

You think Hendricks
forced these kids?

Well, didn't you
have to be dragged to church?

Hendricks said the Berman girl
fell off the wagon a couple of months ago.

Yeah. Well, Jim Bakker swears
on a stack he didn't know where the money was going.

Listen. How many crackheads
do you know can cook up a bomb in a basement?

Somebody must have helped her.

See if he'll give you a list
of his congregation.

And try to be polite.

(Logan)
Well, nobody here's running for sainthood.

Half of them have yellows.

Narcotics, prostitution,
armed robbery.

That farm girl you were
bonding with spent six months at Spofford...

tried to off her pimp
with a pair of scissors.

Two-to-one he deserved it.

Hendricks got a commendation
from the city for his work with street kids.

Yeah, clean them up,
feed them...

then fill their heads
with religious garbage.

You're so sure
it's garbage?

Listen.

My old lady had
a rosary in her left hand...

while she beat the crap
out of me with her right.

Next time I go
to a church...

six of my closest buddies
will be carrying me.

It's going to be
a lot sooner than that, Mike. Look at this.

'82, Saint Paul's Lutheran
on 23rd tossed Hendricks from their congregation.

They got a restraining order
to keep him 100 yards from their front door.

I bet that wasn't
just for singing off-key at choir practice.

[bell tolling]

Daniel Hendricks was young,
charismatic...

knew the scriptures
backwards and forward.

By himself he expanded
our congregation by 50%.

Sounds like a guy
you'd want to keep around.

He was also crazy.

And became crazier
when the membership chose me as their president.

Did he ever threaten you?

One Sunday,
he stood on the pulpit...

screaming that we would
all die in a lake of fire.

Yeah, well, he's got
his own pulpit now.

"Beware of false prophets
which come to you in sheep's clothing...

"but inwardly
they are ravening wolves."

Yeah, but his congregation
seems to think he's the real thing.

The real thing doesn't
ask you to donate...

all the money you can steal
from your parents.

I wouldn't call
what he has a congregation.

I'd call it a cult.

Danny always had to be on top.

President of the class,
captain of the basketball team.

Leader of the congregation.

My son played the lead
in the school play, year after year.

I thought
he'd become an actor.

Are you disappointed?

Danny's alive,
that's all I can ask for.

They found my oldest dead
in the bathroom of a gas station...

with a needle in his arm.

One of these days...

maybe he'll stop trying
to save the world...

get married, raise a family.

Any prospects?

One of those kids
that hangs around his church.

Pretty girl.

Ruth something or other.

Is this her?

She was older, but, yeah.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Maybe a month ago.

She and Danny came for dinner.

He lied about the girl.
He saw her a month ago.

Maybe he can't tell time.
Maybe he just didn't want any trouble at the church.

Okay, I'll make the call.

Hey. Fax from Washington.

Hendricks was booted out
of the military on a psycho discharge.

You've got to bay at the moon
before they give you a Section Eight.

[sighs]

Special Forces. I'm impressed.

Yeah, well, his military
training might've come in handy.

Guess what his specialty was?
Demolitions.

Making a bomb
out of fertilizer and diesel fuel...

would be a walk in the park
for a Green Beret.

(Van Buren)
Diesel fuel.

The car that blew up.
It was a Mercedes 300D, right?

The "D" stands for diesel.

They wanted to siphon gas
from the tank.

The Egyptian said he drove
to Albany and back. That would make the tank near empty.

If we're lucky,
the preacher refueled.

You know how many gas stations
there are in this city?

I know there aren't
that many that sell diesel.

Start on Avenue C,
work your way up.

You're kidding.

That guy was a preacher?

(Logan)
Are you saying he was in here?

Him and his honey.

Real kumquat,
you know what I'm saying?

This her?

Sure is.

What's a preacher doing
with a honey like that?

Any chance he used
his credit card?

After 7:00,
it's cash only, exact change.

Dude had a $20,
which meant a $4 tip for me.

Now you're sure that was him?

Around here, a guy comes in
with diplomatic plates, I remember.

Being a fanatic's
not against the law.

His girlfriend
had ammonium nitrate under her nails.

They bought
the diesel fuel together.

It doesn't mean he knew
what she was going to do with it.

The girl liked to
ride horses.

What does she know
about explosives?

Hendricks spent four years
blowing up things for the army.

You have a motive?

Who knows?
Maybe he saw a burning bush.

Look, he lied about
seeing the girl.

We can get the entire
congregation...

from his old church
to swear he's a nut job.

We're talking arson
and felony murder.

Pick him up.

(Hendricks)
And I saw another man...

and he was up to his knees
in the river of fire.

And his hands were
outstretched and bloody...

and worms came out
of his mouth...

and from his nostrils.
(Briscoe) All right...

boys and girls,
church is out!

And he was groaning,
weeping and crying.

Daniel Hendricks, you're under
arrest for the murder of Wendy Berman.

You have the right--
And he said, "Help me from this suffering...

"for I shall see--"
Mike, tell him about his right...

to keep his mouth shut.

"...I am all and in all."
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
can be used against you in a court of law.

Do you understand that?

(Hendricks)
"And he laid his hand upon me...

"saying unto me,
'Fear not, I am the first and the last."'

Your client lied about
his contact with the deceased.

He recognized
the ramifications of Miss Berman's actions.

Admittedly, it was
inappropriate behavior, but--

Inappropriate, Louise,
is using the wrong fork for salad.

I was trying
to protect the Temple.

By purchasing diesel fuel
in a stolen car?

Ruth told me
it was her father's car. Why wouldn't I believe her?

Bottom line, the most you can
hang on Mr. Hendricks...

is possession
of a stolen auto.

And that's assuming
you can show knowledge.

He not only had knowledge,
he had intent. And what?

You're gonna prove it
with a Ouija board? See you in court, Ben.

Of course you convinced
the grand jury, Ben.

Your voice is the only one
they heard.

I presented the facts,
they drew the obvious conclusion.

Well, all you can prove
for sure...

is that this Berman girl
planted the bomb.

Unless this Hendricks fellow
has a pocket full of miracles...

she's still six feet under.

Someone had to teach her how.
Hendricks had the expertise.

I know how to scramble eggs.
Doesn't mean I made breakfast.

That is not
entirely analogous, Adam.

(Schiff)
To a jury it is.

That's why you're gonna
withdraw the indictment...

unless I can see you connect
the dots with something more than a number 2 pencil.

I doubt we're gonna
get anything out of the other Acherusians.

I read the police transcripts.
They're like family.

They won't turn
on Hendricks.

These people have
real families, don't they?

For years we made excuses.
Donny was hyperactive.

Donny had
a learning disability.

Judy and I both worked.

Then you wake up one morning
and realize that the cause is irrelevant...

and you have no energy left
to deal with the effect.

When was the last time
you spoke with Donald?

Two years ago.

He asked me to invade
the principal of the trust his grandfather left him.

Did he say what he needed
the money for?

For God's work, what else?

When he first got involved
with Hendricks, I thought, maybe it'll do some good.

The rehab programs
certainly didn't work.

Well, there was no evidence
of drug use in the Temple.

Hendricks' brand of religion's
not the opiate of the masses, Miss Kincaid.

It's the crack cocaine.

We graduated from high school,
got married, moved to the Big Apple.

We figured it'd be two years,
tops...

before one of us
hit the neon lights and the grease paint.

I guess the closest
we came was...

Judy working the refreshment
stand at Sunday in the Park with George.

Well, it pays the rent.

Sure, if it's a one room
walk-up on West 46th.

I mean,
we could've survived, but...

Joanne came along,
the show closed.

And you met
Daniel Hendricks.

[children chattering]

Like manna from heaven.

But at that point in my life,
a little prayer wasn't such a bad thing.

And Daniel, I don't know.
He just made sense.

So, why did you leave?

One day, I was playing cards
with Joanne, Go Fish...

and I said,
"It's Daddy's turn."

And she looked right at me,
and she said, "You're not Daddy.

"Daniel is Daddy,
Daniel is everybody's Daddy."

Why didn't your wife
leave with you?

She couldn't.
She agreed with Joanne.

It took over a year,
a court order...

and every penny my parents
had to get my daughter out of that nuthouse.

I'm sorry
I can't be of more help.

I never heard Daniel talk
about blowing up buildings.

But I wouldn't
put anything past him.

Hendricks preys upon
the lonely and vulnerable.

They've got the limp,
he supplies the crutch.

That isn't a crime.

I assume nobody heard anything
about blowing up buildings?

No, it's part of his scam.

Once you're on the inside,
the rest of the world is off-limits.

Kids stop talking
to their parents...

wives will have nothing to do
with their husbands.

That doesn't get us
into court.

There is one thing.
It's a stretch.

In the letter Wendy Berman
wrote to her mother, she said:

"lf you try to contact me,
something bad will happen."

A former church member told me
his wife couldn't leave.

We might be able to make
a case for kidnapping.

Kidnapping?

That requires restraint.
They are restrained.

They're brainwashed.
They are physically unable to leave the church.

Wendy Berman died while
under Hendricks' control.

So we still charge him
with felony murder.

Only in this case,
the predicate felony isn't arson, it's kidnapping.

Kidnapping! Ben, please.

The Temple doesn't even
have a lock on the front door.

Case law has been expanding
the definition of the word "restraint"...

as used in the statute.

When they expand it
to the ethereal, give me a call.

The members
of Hendricks' Temple were powerless to leave.

And I can't drag myself out
of Rumplemyer's without eating a hunk of cheesecake.

You gonna give
the chef 7-to-21?

We're serious
about this, Louise.

Then we have got ourselves
a real situation here, Ben.

You don't have a case...

and I don't have a client
that can help me defend against it.

I just spent
three hours with him.

Whatever criminal acts
that man may have committed...

I assure you
he is not legally responsible.

He's zealous, Louise.
He's not insane.

Billy Sunday was zealous, Ben.
This guy's....

Look, I am pleading him guilty
by reason of mental defect.

You want to waste
the taxpayers' time and money, fine.

He needs help,
and I don't mean the kind dished out...

by a couple of 200-pound
prison guards up in Attica.

Be my guest, have your own
expert chat with him.

Who hasn't wished
for simple answers to complex questions?

It's everyone's dilemma.
Who am l? What am I supposed to do?

Why am I here?
Tell me you've never wondered.

Of course I have.

Did you find
the answers in science?

I've accepted that
there are no answers.

Well, that might work
for a while.

But when something hurts,
when there's a sudden need, you'll want more.

And you found the answer.

I know what you're saying.
I denied it myself.

I didn't want to be what I am.

But I was chosen.

The choice was His, not mine.

He gave you a sign?

My brother, Mark...

was once a loving human being,
turned into a drug-crazed animal.

I have no choice.
That's my real burden.

What burden is that, Daniel?

Don't you see evil
everywhere you look?

We're living in Babylon.

And he asked you
to destroy it? No.

I don't hear little voices,
Doctor. I am not crazy.

Do you want me to sound
like a minister?

It's the fornicators,
adulterers, sodomites...

those who defile God
and worship Mammon.

Do you want me to sound
like everyone else?

Go outside and look around.

He's a manic-depressive.

He has delusions of both
grandeur and persecution.

But he can be very subtle
and convincing, even charming.

He actually believes
he's the Messiah?

He believes God commanded him
to combat evil.

And he does this
by setting off bombs?

The defining moment of his
life was when his older brother died of an overdose.

At first, he blamed
the pushers, but then he saw a greater conspiracy...

the manufacturers,
the importers, the moneymen.

The Colombian bank
in the Calloway building.

The FBl's been after them
for laundering for years.

Exactly.

Liz, can he distinguish
between right and wrong?

On his own terms, sure.

Everything he does is
predicated on Judeo-Christian fundamentalism.

In his mind he believes
that planting the bomb was an act necessary...

to save humanity and fulfill
the higher will of God.

I'm sorry,
but in my opinion...

Daniel Hendricks cannot
be held legally responsible for his actions.

"Docket number 583906...

"People v.
Daniel Thomas Hendricks. "

[people chattering]

It says here Judge Myer
has ordered your client held without bail.

I'm not wont to set aside
the decision of a colleague, Miss Fryman.

This doesn't concern bail,
Your Honor.

The defense wishes to withdraw
its plea of not guilty...

and enter a plea of guilty
by reason of mental defect.

Miss Kincaid?
The State accepts the plea, Your Honor.

We have already arranged
for Mr. Hendricks...

to enter a state
mental facility for treatment.

Wait a minute,
nobody talked to me.

It's the best thing.
I am not insane.

I would listen
to my attorney, sir.

She's no longer my attorney.
You're fired.

I'll keep my plea
of not guilty, Your Honor.

Mr. Hendricks,
I assume you'll have new counsel for the trial.

I am all, and in all.

He is smarter than
he is crazy. But considering Liz's report...

he'd stand a better chance
getting a parole board's approval...

than that of a panel
of psychiatrists.

Somehow I don't think
Hendricks thinks he needs anyone's stamp of approval.

And I have to go into court
and play the head Pharisee.

Only now the defendant
has much better representation.

His new attorney just filed
notice of appearance. Nicholas Burke.

I bet he had to pass
the collection plate twice.

His first order of business,
motion to dismiss on the grounds...

that the indictment
violates the Acherusians' right to freedom of religion.

Religion by kidnapping, Ben?
This better be good.

Your Honor, we are not
attacking religion.

We are attacking
Mr. Hendricks' abuse of that religion...

to manipulate the vulnerable.

Ben,
the Supreme Court prohibited judicial intervention...

into internal church matters.

This is not about
internal disputes, Your Honor.

It's about manipulation.
It's about brainwashing.

(Burke)
Show me one religion...

that isn't at least
one part brainwashing.

These people, once they enter
the church, it's almost impossible for them to leave.

(Burke)
They take vows.

So do monks
and nuns and priests.

Your Honor, the Constitution
clearly bars excessive government entanglement...

in the affairs of religion.

And the Ballard case holds
that courts are only barred...

from adjudicating the truth
of religious beliefs.

Thank you for making
my point, Ben.

We are not questioning
what the Acherusians believe...

we are questioning
the means and the purpose...

for which Mr. Hendricks
instilled those beliefs.

Well, I haven't been
overruled in six months.

I'm gonna let this one
go ahead.

But, Ben, if I hear one word
questioning the doctrines of this church...

it's an immediate mistrial.
I understand, Your Honor.

And I doubt that your
next judge will be as progressive as l.

Well, while you were out
making up new law...

Nicholas Burke turned
this into the Scopes trial revisited.

He looks like Clarence Darrow,
we look like the Spanish inquisition.

This is not about
religion, Adam.

It's about
freedom of choice...

which became unavailable
to the kids in this church.

Tough to prove.

One kid after another
testified that he entered the church of his own free will.

Which he couldn't have left
if he wanted to.

Religion and choice...

strange bedfellows
for 2000 years.

Well, I never had a problem
with religion and choice.

Oh, no?

Let me guess. Agnostic?

Give yourself 40 years.

(Rudolph)
I've been away from the Temple for almost two years now.

(Stone)
Have you seen your wife in that time?

Only in a courtroom.

I had to sue to get
my daughter out of there.

Did you ask your wife
to leave the Temple with you?

Of course. But she was scared.

She believed Daniel.

(Stone)
What did he say that she believed in?

Those who did not
accept him...

would drown
in a river of fire.

(Stone)
Thank you.

(Burke)
In your opinion...

did your wife really believe
there was a river made out of fire?

No, it was a metaphor.

I see.

Did Mr. Hendricks ever give
you a key to the front door of the Temple?

There was no key.

That's because that door
was never locked, isn't that right?

Yes.

So people could come and go
as they pleased?

That's right.

As a matter of fact,
no one tried to stop you when you left.

Isn't that right?

You don't understand.
These people are scared...

they--
Of a metaphor.

That would certainly have me
shaking in my boots.

Had I known she was involved
with this man...

I surely would have
done something.

How did you think
that she was involved?

In her letter, she quoted
a lot from the Bible.

I thought it was
something religious.

Is this the letter
you're referring to?

Yes.

Please read
the highlighted portion.

Objection, Your Honor.
It's hearsay.

(Stone)
Your Honor, it is offered to show...

the declarant's
then-existing state of mind.

Overruled.

You can read the letter,
Mrs. Berman.

"l am fine.

"But I fear what will happen
if you try to contact me."

Thank you.

(Burke)
Referring to the letter, Mrs. Berman...

does your daughter
say specifically who she's scared of?

No.

(Burke)
So it could be her boyfriend, her next-door neighbor...

even the bogeyman
for all that matter.

We get the point,
Mr. Burke. Continue.

Who is Doctor Goodwin?

He was Wendy's psychiatrist.

(Burke)
And Wendy started seeing him...

after she tried
to kill herself...

by slitting her wrists
with a kitchen knife. Isn't that right?

Her father died.
She was upset.

Do you ever think,
Mrs. Berman, that maybe Wendy never got over his death?

That maybe she finally found
a more efficient way to end her life?

[sighs]

Wendy didn't know
anything about bombs.

How do you know?

You hadn't seen her in,
what, four years?

For every step forward
that we take on direct, we lose three on cross.

Yeah. Well,
what'd you expect?

You're crawling out
on a very weak limb.

Unless there's a patsy
on Burke's witness list...

you can plan on
a very long fall.

But that's the basis
of my case.

He has them under his spell,
they can't turn on him.

There may be someone who will.

Joanne Rudolph,
her father just won a court battle for custody.

No. You can't expect
an 8-year-old to say that she was brainwashed?

No. But a jury might
see that for themselves.

When my dad left the Temple...

Daniel said that
he would be chained...

and devoured by worms.

Joanne, did Daniel tell you
why that would happen?

That's what happens
when you forsake the Lamb.

And did you believe him?

I was scared.

Did you want
to leave the Temple when your father left?

I wanted to be safe.

What was it that
you wanted to be safe from?

The world will end
with a great explosion...

and be consumed
by a river of fire...

and only those who accept
the Lamb will be saved.

Now, Joanne, who is the Lamb?

Daniel.

Thank you.

Joanne...

did you ever hear Daniel
tell anyone to plant a bomb?

No.

Thank you.

Of course nobody forced me.
The Temple saved my life.

(Burke)
So, if you wanted to leave, that was okay?

I left every day.
I worked in a grocery in the Village.

Barbara...

do you feel that Mr. Hendricks
brainwashed you in any way?

Daniel did for us what
our parents, our teachers, our doctors didn't do.

He loved us and respected us.

He taught us to be better
human beings by following the ways of the Lord.

Thank you.

Miss Munn...

for all these things
that Daniel did for you...

what did he get in return?

Our love and respect.

What about your faith?

My faith is in
the word of the Lord.

As interpreted
by Daniel Hendricks, right?

Yes.

Now, didn't Daniel Hendricks
speak to you often of the Apocalypse?

Yes.
Does that scare you?

God cares more for one
righteous man than for a whole generation of the ungodly.

Yes. But didn't
Mr. Hendricks say...

that the people who worked
in the Calloway building were ungodly?

He said they are faithful
only to their greed.

And did you believe him?

True faith is blind faith.

So that if he
asked you to never contact your parents...

you wouldn't question him?

Daniel knows
what's best for me.

And if he asked you
to go on a five-day fast you'd believe him, right?

Of course.
And if he asked you to plant a bomb--

Objection.

I can't ignore the word
of the Lord, Mr. Stone.

(Hendricks)
They are all lost souls when they come to me.

They're involved with drugs,
alcohol, crime.

And what do you do with them?

(Hendricks)
I teach them that they are misguided.

They shouldn't try
to escape their problems by running away.

They should eliminate them
by running toward.

Towards what, sir?
(Hendricks) God.

And in God
they will find peace...

and love
and eternal happiness.

Tell us about Wendy Berman,
Mr. Hendricks.

Wendy prayed with us
at the Temple.

We convinced her to give up
drugs and prostitution.

Did she ever tell you anything
about her plan...

to plant a bomb
in a Wall Street garage?

Absolutely not.

Mr. Hendricks...

if you had known
of Wendy Berman's plan, what would you have done?

We do not preach destruction.

Certainly, I would have tried
to discourage her.

But do you have any idea
why she chose that particular building to destroy?

The love of money
is the root of all evil.

Therefore the money lenders
are at the foundation of this new Babylon.

(Stone)
Oh, yes.

Well, isn't this new Babylon,
isn't that to be destroyed, too, sir?

The great earthquake,
the turning of the rivers into blood...

the darkening of the sun
and the moon...

the stars falling
from the sky, the plagues will visit the wicked.

I understand that,
Mr. Hendricks.

But what's supposed
to happen after that?

The Messiah shall appear...

and lead the worthy
into the City of God.

And isn't that what you
taught to Wendy Berman?

It is the gospel.

And didn't she believe
everything you preached?

I took her out
of the burning pit...

and led her into the City.

Are you supposed to do that
for all of humanity?

You cannot survive without me.

Oh, to the contrary, sir.

We will not only survive.
We will endure.

Is there a question here,
Your Honor?

Are you claiming
to be the Messiah, sir?

I am a man...

approved of God among you...

with miracles
and wonders and signs.

Yes. But didn't Jesus warn...

that, "anyone say unto you,
that, Lo, here is the Christ...

"believe it not"?

(Stone)
No further questions.

There was a great explosion
and the person responsible for it is dead.

Wendy Berman
caused her own death.

The case should be closed.

But the folks
at the DA's office...

have a hard time sleeping...

when they think someone
is murdered and there is no one left to put in jail.

So they racked their brains,
and they came up with my client.

He kidnapped poor Wendy.

She died while under
his control. He's responsible.

But what exactly did he do?

He didn't lock
Wendy in a closet.

He didn't tie her
to a chair. No.

He made her give up drugs.

He made her give up crime.

My God!
He actually made her read the Bible.

And that, according to
Mr. Stone, is brainwashing.

And the son of a bitch
should rot in jail.

Two hundred years ago
this kind of thing went on all the time.

That's why we loaded up
the ships, sailed the seas...

and set up shop here.

Beware of the false prophet.

In the last century,
he rode on a horse-drawn wagon...

and he sold snake oil.

And in the '70s,
he carried a briefcase and a calculator...

and he sold real estate
in Florida.

But Mr. Hendricks,
he doesn't sell snake oil or real estate.

He sells death
and he sells destruction.

He doesn't call it that.

He bottles it
as the Apocalypse.

And Wendy Berman bought it.

The perfect victim
for a charlatan, a conman, a grifter.

And it's interesting
that he chose to camouflage his scam in religion.

That's the genius of it, see?

If you proclaim
from the pulpit...

and quote from
the Good Book...

it is an almost inescapable
trap for the innocent and the vulnerable.

And Wendy Berman came to that
with her need.

And Mr. Hendricks
gave her the hope.

But the hope he gave her
was a ruse to get her to do what he wanted her to...

which was murder.

But in the end,
it was Wendy Berman that was killed.

(Judge Link)
On the first count of the indictment...

kidnapping
in the first degree...

how do you find?

We find the defendant guilty.

(Judge Link)
On the second count, murder in the second degree...

how do you find?

Guilty.

Forgive them Lord,
for they know not what they do.

Thumbtacks in his palms.

At least he didn't try
walking on water.

Next, I want to see you
pull out the tablecloth...

and leave
the glasses standing.

No way you should have
won this case.

I sold the jury
a bit of my own snake oil.

There's no question that
Hendricks was responsible for Wendy Berman's death.

Yes, but he was not
entirely a conman.

He actually believed
in his own deification.

[intercom buzzing]

Yes?

Oh, my God.

Call the ME's office.
And keep the media out.

[camera clicking]

(policeman)
There's more in the other room.

Come on, Mike.

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