All language subtitles for Law & Order s04e10 The Pursuit Of Happiness.eng

(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.

[metallic clattering]

(Delito)
On a school night, she did that?

(Mitchell)
What am I gonna do?

Don't let her out.

Well, she says if l
lock her in the bedroom...

she's going out the window.

You ever seen
those clubs they go to?

Fifteen years old.

Your hell years
are just beginning.

2:30.
Cooper's already in?

Not on a Wednesday,
he ain't.

Hey, Billy?
Cooper?

(Mitchell)
Hey, Coop.

Oh, man....

[door opening]

What the hell
happened in here? Coop!

[door closes]

Billy!

(Mitchell)
Oh, man....

(Logan)
Look at that.

Practically singed
the buttons off.

Couple of feet away
at the most.

Yeah, two in the chest
at close range.

Somebody wasn't taking
any chances.

Cooper, William. 56.

Owned the place.

Jimmied open.

Some crackhead didn't
expect to find anybody home.

Right. So they struggled,
and the crackhead shot him.

I hope Officer Kenney isn't
taking the Sergeant's Exam real soon.

Tough going on the
spatial relations test.

I'm good at geometry.

Yeah?

Well, you got an overturned
file cabinet here...

Iot of papers
on the floor...

but nothing much
in the middle.

So, what did they do,
have a fight...

take a break
for a snack...

and then switch
to the other side here?

Then, when the bell rang at
the end of round one, they walked into the back office.

I guess maybe
there was no fight.

It's worth thinking about.

Outside. CSU thinks
he used it to pry the door.

(Briscoe)
Oh, let me see that.

I love it.

He breaks in,
shoots the guy...

then he goes outside
and breaks in again.

Guy was in a hurry.

In the back alley.

Gets better by the minute.

Kills for petty cash,
tosses a $500 gun.

Get this to Forensics.

Any other brilliant theories,
let us know.

You keep pictures around
of your daughter like that?

(Briscoe)
It's not his daughter.

Unless he's into incest.

Mister and Missus.

[sniffling]

Who? I mean,
who would kill William?

Well, did your husband
have any problems with his employees?

I mean,
anyone who was angry at him?

Why did he go down there?

People work for him.
Why does he do it himself?

(Briscoe)
What about friends?

Could he have possibly
gone to see a friend?

I know of no one like this.

I don't know
William's friends.

Maybe if we could see
his phone list, datebook....

I look for this, okay?

We were going to have
our second anniversary soon.

[exhales]

I came here to be safe...

they kill my husband.

Well, Mrs. Cooper,
I'm sorry to do this to you...

but I'm going to
have to ask you where you were last night.

Me?

[sniffs]

Mrs. Cooper....

[exhales]

I understand.

In Moscow, they ask where
were you, it's certain you'll next go to jail.

No, no,
we're not arresting you.

Now, please,
just tell us where you were.

I was home.

Like always.
Waiting for William.

(Logan)
Okay. Were you home all night?

Yes.... Well, no.

I went out...

to get pastry...

for his breakfast.

[lrina sobbing]

I can bake for him,
but he likes it better from the market.

I told him, "For God's sake,
don't go down there alone."

The dumb son of a bitch.

Phil, he's dead.
Getting angry isn't going to help.

You saw lrina?
She's okay?

Poor broad.

You know, she was the best
thing ever happened to him.

Vacation in Russia.

We all think he's nuts,
till he comes back with her.

Well, she said...

he had some paperwork.

Yeah, weekend orders.

We're restaurant trade.

I could've
done them tonight.

It'll be like Grand Central
Station down there, getting ready for the rush.

Well, then he must've
had some reason for going there last night.

Well, him and lrina
had plans tonight, for their anniversary.

What are you asking?
Why he was there?

It was a break-in,
right?

You were close to Mr. Cooper,
weren't you?

Close enough.

Mr. Guardino...

this is
a murder investigation.

You think Billy wasn't clean?

The meat business
has an odor all its own, not always from the cattle.

Billy was the guy
who stood against the wall at the junior prom.

Forget enemies,
the guy didn't have friends.

Mr. Excitement.

Did he happen to own a gun?

Yeah. A Browning.

He kept it next to his desk.
Why?

Fifteen million hand guns,
most of them don't stray far from home.

Killed with his own gun.
Big surprise.

No employees
with yellow sheets or O.C. connections...

no prints on the gun
or the screwdriver.

And a phony struggle.

The shooter knew him,
or knew he was there.

Or not.

Someone shows up,
doesn't look threatening, he lets them in.

Yeah, the wife
wouldn't look too threatening wrapped in one of those furs.

Come on, man.
She said she was a student in Russia, not an actress.

Hey, I can cry
at a traffic ticket.

I mean, two cops.
She could work up some tears.

You know,
the back security door...

of her apartment building
leads directly to the street.

Now, she could have
gone out without the doorman ever seeing.

Wives always shoot husbands?

Do you happen
to have a motive?

He's 56, she's 26.
He's rich, she's gorgeous.

I gotta be a genius?

How rich was he?
Do we know what he was worth?

Bloomingdale's
was $2,000 a month, up until three months ago.

Then it just stops short.

Like maybe he cut up
her charge card?

Not for lack of cash.

$190,000 in a money market.

Would you kill for that?

If you can live on $6,000
a year in interest.

[chuckles]

Two years ago...

$10,000 to
the Russian-American Friendship League.

He must've really loved
her mother country.

Russian-America....
We got that.

[chuckling]

That $10,000
wasn't out of generosity.

Magda, age 20.

Svetlana, 22...

and looking for a considerate
American gentleman.

All that's missing
is the appliance section.

This is a Sears catalogue
for wives.

[phone ringing]

(Koslow)
Cooper....

A week at the Hotel Metropol,
met with several women...

fell for lrina.

The first Mrs. Cooper.

How about you fellas?

(Koslow)
You still cheek-by-jowl with your blushing brides?

Two priors,
no conviction.

You run a lovely business.

Cooper wanted
what a lot of guys want, and bitch they aren't getting.

Hot meals and no migraines
when you blow in her ear.

What about lrina?

I guess all she cared about
was the bulge in his wallet, huh?

How do girls like her feel
after they get their citizenship?

When you're on your first
coffee break, lvan and Boris are on their third vodkas.

Cooper would look good to you,
too.

Maybe it isn't love,
but what is?

Whatever it is, you're not
gonna find it in a catalogue.

So Cooper wanted a wife
and didn't know how to do it.

Who are you to smile
down your nose?

Who, me?

I'm the kind of guy who thinks
you don't buy women like groceries.

About the citizenship papers.

When does
Mrs. Cooper get hers?

Normally two years.
Irina had another eight weeks.

(Briscoe)
How easy is it?

All right, I'll wait.

Buys his wife
from a catalogue.

Whatever happened
to long stems and chocolates?

Hey, the guy was
a middle-aged nerd.

You gotta feel
sorry for him.

I feel sorry for her.

What, two lonely
people in the night? Wait till you get to be 55.

I don't care
how lonely he was.

Hey, you want to hang out
with someone, you want to get to know them...

you talk to them,
maybe they come home with you.

You don't have to buy some
desperate kid from Russia.

Excuse me,
Robert Redford.

Yeah?

All right.
Thanks, Eddie.

Boy, the lNS really
believes in marriage.

You get divorced
before two years, you don't get to salute the flag.

And if you're still married
when your sponsor stops a bullet?

Then they call it special
circumstances, and lrina gets her papers without Billy.

All right, it's only a motive
if he was getting divorced, which he wasn't.

Maybe.

Look,
the marriage broker said...

that Cooper stayed in touch
with another couple he arranged.

You're new here, maybe
you talk to other people in the same boat, huh?

Come on. I'll drive.

(George)
It's been at least a year.

This Cooper fellow, he was...

pardon me, not so big
in the socializing department.

How about the wife?

Well, we really didn't
know her that well.

Irina and Billy
nice people.

Very nice, very happy.
Like me.

I give her whatever
she wants, so she's happy.

Well, Mr. Berman...

your wife just said
how happy the Coopers were.

You just said you hadn't
talked to them in a year.

So how would she know?

What's this about?

Mrs. Berman...

did lrina have
any problems at home?

Irina, she wants
to be out of the house.

She wanted a separation?

(Eva)
No, to be out.

To have, you know,
own life.

She gets job
to have own money.

William is not happy.

So, the hot meals
and the housework weren't quite enough for her?

My wife made a friend.

I didn't like Cooper.

I wouldn't have him in
for cocktails.

Irina is some kind
of lab technician.

I'll get you her number.

Irene worked
three afternoons a week.

I told her to take
a few days off.

Irene? I guess she was more
American here than at home.

She does excellent work.

I don't know
how you judge people, but that's enough for me.

Her husband must use
a different kind of yardstick.

We heard he didn't want
her out of the house.

If you're suggesting that--
Hey, really, that's crazy.

Excuse me.
I have to check on some blood tests.

They've become friends.

Maybe you can tell us
what she's keeping locked up in her test tube.

Cooper was here one night.

The only night
she ever worked late.

And he wanted her
to come home.

Nothing major.

[door opens]

You were here the night
her husband stopped by, right?

Do you know why
Cooper went to Russia?

These guys want women
to clean the house, raise the kids...

and then prance around
in a teddy when they get home.

Well, Miss Farrell, are we
talking about lrina Cooper's problems or yours?

Her husband was a jerk.

Irina has a son in Russia,
six years old.

Cooper wouldn't
bring him over.

Maybe she felt
she deserved better.

I deserve better
from this company.

Doesn't mean
I'm gonna kill my boss.

(Van Buren)
The lady's got a point.

Every disgruntled wife kills
her husband, they'd be lined up to Poughkeepsie.

Hey, disgruntled is
when they're picking your underwear up off the floor.

I mean, lrina travels
10,000 miles to get a new life...

and Billy boy slips
a piston every time she looks out the window.

Plus, he leaves her kid
stranded in Moscow.

Is that motive?

Well, he cut off
her charge cards.

I mean,
he promised her the dream and he gave her dreck.

And if he says "divorce,"
she goes back to Russia.

That's motive.
Prove it, I'd be convinced.

Mike?

I don't know. Yeah, she
probably knew he had the gun.

I just don't see
this particular woman...

going down there,
popping him...

and crying three hours
later when we walk in.

I don't see that.

Wait a minute.

Cooper was down there alone
that night because they had plans for the next night.

The night he was supposed
to go into the office.

Now, what I want to know is,
who made the plan?

Thursday night, "lrene,"
followed by a question mark.

Now, this guy
made a note to himself every time he hiccupped.

How come he didn't know
what kind of plans she had?

Does that matter?

Yeah, it matters
if she didn't have any plan.

If she was just trying
to get him down there alone.

(Briscoe)
Your husband wasn't happy about your working.

William understands.

I have education,
I want to work.

(Briscoe)
You have a son in Russia.

Mr. Cooper didn't want him
to come over here.

Oh, no, no.

William just wanted to wait
until we have child together.

Mrs. Cooper, your husband
worked that night...

because you both made plans
for the next night, right?

Can you tell us
what those plans were?

[stammers]

It was William's idea.

He likes Broadway musicals,
so we had tickets.

Well, you wouldn't have gone
to the theater the night after your husband died.

So, do you happen
to have those tickets?

This is not right,
what you are doing.

You think I wanted
my husband to be shot?

You call my friends,
go where I work....

So,
you don't have the tickets?

If I do not?

You think I lied to William
so I could kill him?

[drawer rattles]

[exhales]

William would've
liked to go.

Maybe you can trade them in.
Take your wife.

Thursday night. $65 a piece.
Guys and Dolls.

It's possible.

The tickets keep him
out of the office Thursday...

when it's busy,
get him in when it's deserted.

Listen to what we're saying.
She didn't have the tickets, we nail her.

She did have the tickets,
we still nail her.

The only way she wins
is if she's in a sauna with six witnesses.

Mike, she did know
he was there alone.

That's right.

Oh, yeah? Well,
if she's so smart...

how come she didn't make
that phony break-in look real?

You know what I think?
She reminds you of some kind of wife you don't like.

Okay,
so I'm not crazy about her.

From what I hear,
I'm not crazy about her late husband, either.

Look, I listened to her,
I looked at her.

You can call it instinct,
you can call it whatever you want.

No way
she pulled the trigger.

Maybe she had help.

Maybe.

I could buy she's involved.

Say she was home
when he got hit.

She went out. Maybe she was
waiting for a phone call.

Yeah. Job's done, honey.

Then she goes and meets
somebody, and they get their stories straight.

But not over the phone.

The doorman said Danish
from a Korean market.

Get a picture of the lady.
Take a stroll.

This is eight.

How many more of these delis
are we gonna do?

Wait, you don't think
this is worthwhile?

Listen,
Cooper wanted her home.

Midnight.

Shouldn't she have
already bought the Danish and be home waiting for him?

Unless she knew
he wasn't coming home.

Thank you.
Let's keep going.

(Kim)
Yeah....

The Russian fox.

I guess you know her
pretty well.

She's in a lot.
What'd she do?

You see her Wednesday night,
12:00, 12:30?

She was....

She was here late once.
I don't remember the night.

Buying stuff
with her husband, lucky guy.

Yeah, 50s,
a little overweight, right?

What are you talking about?
He was in his 30s...

Iooks kind of like you,
but shorter.

I really need
to know which night.

Ma.

[speaking in Korean]

[speaking in Korean]

Wednesday night.
Some kid spilled soda on my chemistry book.

All right, now the guy
with the Russian fox...

did you get
a good look at him?

Sort of. He was....

He was hanging around outside.
Kept looking in to hurry her.

Here's my card.

I'm gonna be calling you,
okay?

All right.
Thanks a lot.

[sighs]

I was wrong.
Oh?

We got enough
to get a warrant to go to her apartment?

Judge Beck'll think so.

We'll wake him up
in the morning.

I'll bring him some Danish.

[metallic rattling]

I do not have
a boyfriend.

Who were you with that night,
the dog-walker?

Oh, the clerk.

He always looks at me.
He wants to dream about me.

Your boyfriend
was 10 feet away.

I don't think
the clerk was dreaming.

(Briscoe)
Hey, Mike.

"Submitted to Federal
lnsurance Company by William Cooper.

"A bill from
the Westside Women's Clinic.

"Services for lrina Cooper.

"D and C, vacuum suction.
Outpatient elective...

"abortion."

It was a medical problem.

We were sorry
to lose the child.

It says elective abortion.

What made you decide?

I might remember her.
I might not.

I wouldn't tell you if I did.

Come on, Doc,
we know the rules.

Then you know patients
have the absolute right to confidentiality.

(Briscoe)
Yeah, that's as far as medical records.

We don't care
about her blood test.

We just want to know
what her husband said.

Is that under
patient privilege?

(Briscoe)
Doc, I'm gonna break our rules.

Now, we're not supposed
to talk about an ongoing investigation...

but would it stir your memory
if I told you that her husband's dead...

and we think she killed him?

[woman on PA chattering]

No. Not this couple.
The guy adored her.

He'd have held her hand
through the procedure if we let him.

He was about 5'9",
in his 30s, right?

Well, I didn't notice
his height, but, yeah...

30ish,
good-looking Puerto Rican guy.

I didn't ask
who the father was.

I was helping a friend.

Well, if she was about
to have a tanned...

wavy-haired baby, I'd say
you're more than friends.

What happen, her husband
find out about you?

The abortion was his idea,
wasn't it?

He didn't want
to play Russian roulette, in case the kid wasn't his.

I did a friend a favor.

Yeah,
you're quite a friend.

Even went with her
to buy Danish for her husband.

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

(Logan)
Well, let us make it easy for you, Mr. Nunez.

You and Mrs. Cooper,
Wednesday, midnight, Third Avenue.

The night her husband
was killed, I was working here.

All night. Alone.

Well, the medical log says
you checked out at 10:15.

I have work to do.

Excuse me.

We do have a witness
who saw you with her.

No, sir.

I went out for a walk,
I came back 15 minutes later.

I must've forgotten
to sign in.

Now,
if there's nothing else....

You notice
those lab gloves?

Yeah.

You don't want
to leave prints....

There's talc
on those gloves.

Could've left some
on the gun.

Oh, terrific.
CSU uses the same gloves.

Same kind of gloves, yes.
But are they identical?

In the garbage.

I think that means
I didn't steal them.

[both chuckle]

You probably think it's easy,
finding talc on a gun.

I had a girlfriend
who loved the stuff. Stayed on her body forever.

Yeah, I bet you never
dusted her for prints.

Never mind.
I don't want to know.

Dusting contaminates
the surface...

so we took apart
the butt casing.

Voilà, talc.

The bad news is,
the talc in CSU's gloves and Mr. Nunez's is identical.

I hope that means
there's good news.

The anti-caking agent.

Nunez's brand
uses microcrystallines.

Does the job,
bad for the environment.

CSU switched to a brand
with organic dehydroxants.

The environment's
not on my mind today. What about the gun?

Mr. Nunez's talc.

Give me two hours,
and I'll sign my name to it.

Well, the D.A.'s
gonna want to know why the boyfriend went along.

Hey, the jury
takes one look at her, it's not such a big leap.

[phone ringing]

Talc on a gun?

We'll have the parade
of the expert chemists.

A witness puts him with her
the night Cooper was killed.

Circumstantial.

Claire, the boyfriend
took her to get an abortion...

but the husband filed
the insurance claim. Is that circumstantial?

What if it was
the boyfriend's baby?

That's reason to abort,
not to kill her husband.

Her husband probably forced
her to have the abortion.

I mean, how would you feel?
Lose the baby, sweetheart, or go back to Russia?

Meanwhile,
she's got a kid over there he won't bring over.

I'd want to kill the guy.

We're not indicting you.

Cooper divorces her,
she's on the next plane to Moscow.

You know what
lmmigration thinks of green card marriages.

She could wait five years
for another chance....

Yeah. This broad's
had a taste of Zabar's.

There's no way she's gonna
go back to waiting in line for day-old borscht.

I don't know
where they are now.

Unless you have
some kind of warrant, this is private property.

Excuse me.

Now you'll
take me to jail.

That's right, Mrs. Cooper.

Now we will take you to jail.

Alex Nunez, lrina Cooper,
you're under arrest for the murder of William Cooper.

Okay, let's go.
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you do say
can and will be used against you....

"Docket number 680821.

"People of the State
of New York v. Irina Cooper and Alejandro Nunez.

"Charges are murder in the
second degree and conspiracy in the second degree."

(Judge Torledsky)
Mr. Morrison, your client have a plea?

Not guilty.

Mr. Feldman?

Not guilty.

Life is beautiful,
all God's children are innocent.

Let's talk bail.

Your Honor, Mr. Nunez has
relatives in Puerto Rico.

The People feel
flight is a risk.

We ask both defendants
be held without bail.

(Morrison)
Your Honor...

Iast time I looked,
Puerto Rico was a Commonwealth of the United States.

And, I doubt they'll be
running off to Russia.

I don't want them
running anywhere.

Mrs. Cooper isn't a citizen,
she has motive to flee, no bail for her.

$200,000 for Mr. Nunez,
cash or bond. Next.

Come on, Ben, I mean,
circumstantial isn't the word for it.

(Stone)
What word would you like?

Greed? Adultery?

Either of them
spells premeditation.

They also spell
"if" and "maybe."

Now, granted,
you might have a case.

These people were caught
in a terrible trap.

They're hardly
cold-blooded killers.

It was an accident.

Both of your clients
conspired to get Mr. Cooper into that office...

so Mr. Nunez could shoot him.

Was it your idea, sir?

Or did she persuade you
to do it?

She didn't persuade me
to do anything.

Is there an offer
on the table?

If Mrs. Cooper
pleads to man one...

and Mr. Nunez
takes murder two...

we can talk about
a sentencing recommendation.

Plead them both down,
or no deals.

Mr. Nunez gets man one,
three-to-nine.

Mrs. Cooper
doesn't serve a day.

Mr. Nunez, are you
gonna take the whole rap because you love her?

Doesn't matter what you do
to me, as long as lrina doesn't go to jail.

You're facing
25-years-to-life imprisonment.

Now, if she talked you
into doing this--

You heard him.
They're in this together.

[exhales]

Fine. Then they go
to trial together.

Alex.

[door opens]

Oh, I guess you're sure
that the gun makes your case.

Yeah, it better.
I wouldn't count on your eyewitness.

[door closes]

(Stone)
You think he's bluffing?

Tom Morrison?

[snorts]

He couldn't bluff
if he was holding an ace-high straight flush.

(Kincaid)
The Korean grocer has no record.

He has 20/20 eyesight, and
picked Nunez out of a line-up.

He's a perfect witness.
Yeah.

Trial Lesson Number 1 2.
A perfect witness...

always has dirt
under his nails.

So, what's the argument,
Counselor?

The victim buys a bride,
and he treats her like property. She has an affair.

He finds out about it,
and the fact that she's pregnant...

with God-knows-whose child.

And he forces her
to have an abortion.

(Kincaid)
He threatens to send her back to Russia.

She tells her lover
he'll be alone at the office, take care of it.

Convict the boyfriend.

You don't prove
that they had an affair...

the mail-order bride
gets her postage back.

(Kincaid)
That won't be easy.

The doorman at Cooper's
building never saw Nunez.

Nunez lives
in a brownstone basement. His neighbors never saw lrina.

We checked credit card
receipts. No hotels.

Go through the credit cards
again. They weren't invisible.

And this affair wasn't carried
on in the back room at work.

Somebody knows something.

I told the police,
if they were having an affair, I didn't see it.

You saw them leave
together often.

You knew lrina was getting
an abortion. Why did she ask Mr. Nunez to go with her?

She needed moral support.
Wouldn't you?

If I needed moral support,
I'd probably ask somebody I cared very deeply for.

You're not stupid.

A good-looking guy,
a beautiful woman with an older husband.

Alex Nunez saw
what he wanted, and he went for it.

If you don't testify,
he gets away with it.

You've got some nerve.

Where'd you go to school?
Radcliff? Vassar? One of those places?

Alex worked his way
through City College.

He's no gold digger.
He is not like that.

I'm not questioning
his motive, only the result.

Look, Alex wanted to help her.
He was going to pay to bring her son over.

All Cooper wanted was
a housekeeper during the day and a hooker at night.

You make me testify...

you won't get what you need.

We can make them
look guilty.

They'll also look sympathetic.

They also killed her husband.

The men on the jury
won't be weeping for her.

The women will.

And any witness we use
makes Cooper look bad.

He did buy a bride.

Sympathy is not
our only problem.

It's whose version of
the truth the jury'll believe.

Now, if they agree with us...

that Nunez killed Cooper....

"l only went there
to talk with him. He pulled a gun...

"we struggled.
I didn't intend to kill him."

Maybe that was
part of the truth.

If they had said that
in the first place.

But they wrecked the office
after the killing...

make it look like a burglary.
And how did Nunez know...

that Cooper would be there?

They can sell it
as coincidence.

Irina Cooper could walk.
So?

Call Stan Feldman.

If I say it was Alex?

No.

It wasn't his fault.

Whose fault was it,
Mrs. Cooper?

It's nobody's.

(Stone)
Mrs. Cooper.

Mrs. Cooper.

You lied.

You cheated
on your husband.

You arranged to
have him in his office.

What do you think a jury
will do with that?

William...

took me from Russia.

I loved him for that.

He was not a bad man.

Only...

very simple.

He was like--
he was like a child.

Irina.
No!

I say nothing about Alex!

(Phil)
He was giving lrina a tour of the office,

right after she came over.

He took the gun out
and he showed it to her.

How did Mrs. Cooper
respond to the gun?

[stammers]

She talked about
some Russian gun a Tokev, Tokarev, something.

And she said
it was just as nice...

and that she'd used it
in the Russian Army.

Thank you. Your witness.

Mr. Guardino...

you testified that Mr. Cooper
liked to brag about his gun.

What did you mean?

He waved it
at just about everybody who came in the place.

He told them he took lessons,
he was a good shot.

So, many people knew
he had the gun.

Anybody could have come in
and shot him, is that right?

Objection.
Calls for a conclusion. Sustained.

Mr. Guardino...

was your boss well-liked?

I wouldn't say
he was well-liked, no.

Billy, Mr. Cooper,
didn't do real good with people.

He said that's what
he had me for.

Isn't it true that no one in
all the nearby businesses...

had a decent word
to say for him?

That he'd angered many of them
by being rude and hostile?

Yeah, you could say
that was true.

And isn't it also true...

that several employees quit...

because they felt
Mr. Cooper had cheated them on their hours?

Yeah, they did.

What a surprise he got shot.

Thank you.
No more questions.

I knew where they were going.
It doesn't prove anything.

That her lover went with her
to an abortion, that doesn't prove anything?

She needed company.
So, they were having an affair.

I didn't say that.

Your Honor, permission to
treat the witness as hostile.

You may do so.

Miss Farrell...

did Mr. Nunez...

give Mrs. Cooper
presents at the office?

Didn't he give her
a silver compact from Tiffany's?

And didn't you, in fact,
select it for him...

and watch him charge it
to his credit card?

How would you know that?

The salesperson
remembers you.

Now, did what I just describe
in fact happen?

Yes.

Were these presents given
as a friend or as a lover?

Weren't they, in fact,
more than friends?

I guess they were.

Now, Miss Farrell, didn't you
dislike William Cooper?

He was a bully.
Nobody liked him.

But didn't you
advise Mrs. Cooper and encourage her...

to have her affair
with Mr. Nunez?

Well, I told her that--
Told her what?

That American women...

don't have to put up with
the likes of William Cooper?

I only wanted to help her.
I didn't know this would end up--

With her husband dead?

You don't understand!

What is it that we
do not understand, Miss Farrell?

She missed her son!
She wanted to bring him over, and he wouldn't let her.

He made her
have an abortion!

He told her he'd divorce her.
He'd have her deported!

She didn't have any choice!

Any choice but
to kill her husband?

Was that her only choice?

Why did she have to cry?

She didn't want to say
they were having an affair.

At least Ben
got her to admit it.

(Schiff)
That jury hears any more about the dead Mr. Cooper...

they'll wish
they'd killed him.

They can hear that he was
mean and domineering, and they can call it...

grounds for divorce...

but I won't let them accept it
as a defense for murder.

Since when do they accept
that these two murdered him?

They have to accept it
when they hear about the gun.

You better nail
that boyfriend.

They're sure not gonna believe
that she put him up to it.

If they don't believe
that he did it...

any reasonable doubt...

all this crying will get
them both acquitted.

He was hanging around outside.
He was in a real hurry.

Is the man who called to
Mrs. Cooper from the street...

is he in the courtroom today?

Yes, he's right over there.

(Stone)
Let the record please indicate...

that the witness pointed
to the defendant, Alejandro Nunez.

The record will so indicate.

Thank you.
No further questions.

So...

the defendant is
the man you saw?

The one I pointed to.

And he wore a suit and tie,
is that right?

That's what I said.

Can you see those three men
in suits in the back of the courtroom?

Your Honor, objection.

Counsel will approach, now.

What are you doing?
(Quinn) That's what I want to know.

What kind of theatrical crap
are you pulling in my courtroom?

The witness is Korean.

I want to see if he
can identify non-Asians.

What the hell
are you talking about? I have case law on point.

I hope to God you do, Tom.

I'll see you
in chambers now.

Recess. We'll be back.
Don't go away.

The case is People v. Lawson.

Criminal Term, Part 48.
It was last February.

The eyewitness is Japanese,
the defendant's Hispanic.

The court allowed
expert testimony on cross-racial identification.

Mainly that Japanese...

can't identify people
of other races.

And what he's doing with it,
Your Honor...

is legalized racism--
I'm sorry, but...

there's a long history--
I know the history--

A long history
in the New York courts. In Lawson...

the witness was from Japan,
Your Honor.

And in all those cases,
the witnesses were from foreign countries...

had no contact
with other ethnic groups.

My witness, however...

grew up on East 28th Street,
New York City.

That's a hair
I'm not willing to split. I'll split it.

I don't like it any
more than you do, Ben, but there's a lot of cases here.

What I won't allow
is that stunt you just pulled.

You have an expert witness?

I do, Judge.
A psychologist.

Why didn't we hear about
this witness before trial?

Gee, Ben, I'm sorry.

I was a little late
with my legal research.

You knew about this
weeks ago.

You warned me
that this witness would be a problem.

I don't recall that, Ben.

Off the record, please.

I can't prove this, Tom,
but I think you're lying.

Your Honor, really....
Don't play dumb with me.

You didn't want Ben to know
where you were going.

I'll let you have
your witness.

One of these days
you'll get caught, you're gonna get disbarred...

and I'll be there to applaud.

Court's back in session.

Ben...

was that necessary?

You better brush up on
your dumb act. You almost lost a career back there.

My obligation is to get
my client acquitted.

At any price?
Set any precedent?

Relax, Ben. I don't see
any reporters around.

Think this through with me,
okay?

All blacks are to be excluded
from identifying whites, and vice versa?

That's a license
for interracial homicide.

Excuse me, Lorenzo de' Medici.

You know, who made you
the great arbiter of justice?

A Chinese guy could
blow you away and get off scot-free...

because of cross-racial
identification.

And that's the most
comforting thought I've had all day.

It's a common phenomenon.

It's not about racism.

Well, what is it about,
Dr. Holtz?

Well, we tend
to see people's faces in terms of our own race.

But facial structures
are different.

If an Asian, for example...

tried to see
a Hispanic's cheekbones as if the person were Asian...

he wouldn't make
the correct distinctions.

So, can we make this
more specific? Are there statistics in the field?

Well, my studies show
that people identifying those of another race...

make four times as many
mistakes as they do with members of their own race.

Four times as much?

That's a lot, isn't it?
Eyewitness identification is risky enough.

Cross-racial identification
simply can't be trusted.

Thank you.

No further questions.

Sir...

are you telling this courtroom
that, white Americans, for example...

cannot identify
black Americans?

I didn't say that.
I said they're more likely to make mistakes.

Do they always make mistakes?

Well, no. Of course not.

Now, sir,
this is a police report...

about a line-up.

Do you recognize it?

Yes,
Mr. Morrison showed it to me.

Yes, would you please read
Section 3 out loud?

[clears throat]

The line-up consisted
of six Hispanic men...

all between 5'6" and 5'9".

The witness, Richard Kim...

picked suspect Nunez
as the man he saw with suspect Cooper.

Six men...

all the same race...

all the same height...

yet the witness,
a Korean-American...

picked the defendant.

That's not a 1-in-4 chance,
sir, that's 1-in-6.

And he picked
the only person...

personally connected...

to both the victim...

and the co-defendant.

Is that a coincidence?

Well...

statistically, I mean,
one could argue...

the witness simply
made a mistake.

Yes, but couldn't
one argue that he is a normal American citizen...

who is able to recognize
his fellow citizens...

and he picked the right man?

Yes.
Fine. Thank you.

Quick, lock the doors.
Somebody might walk in with a case we can win.

Come on, Adam.

The jury didn't buy it.
Cross-racial identification?

I wouldn't count
your chickens. Your omelet just hit the fan.

We still have motive.
They were having an affair.

Lots of women have affairs.
They don't kill their husbands.

You could hear "not guilty"
twice. We should be looking for a deal.

I think they'll convict
on Nunez.

And Miss Moscow will be out
winning beauty contests.

Maybe not. What if l...

drop the murder charge
on her...

and only go with conspiracy?

You're gonna do what?

Stan, let's be honest.
I know that Mrs. Cooper could walk on murder two.

You know that with
only the lower charge, they'll convict.

Maybe.

If they convict, guaranteed,
she gets out of prison, she goes back to Russia.

Unless she turns
on Mr. Nunez.

Right.

If she does,
she doesn't get deported.

Okay.

[chuckles]

Why do I get the feeling
you've already talked to lmmigration?

3-to-9 is better
than 8-to-25.

If she's convicted,
we'll fight for the max.

Meet me at Rikers
in two hours.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[bell buzzes]

[metallic clanging]

My client won't
leave her cell.

She's not interested.

Did you tell her
what would happen if she was convicted?

The truth?
I don't think she cares, one way or the other.

Not that I believe
in such things, but I think she loves Mr. Nunez.

Excuse me.

Maybe he doesn't love her
quite as much.

But then maybe he does.

We say nothing.

Mr. Nunez
feels differently.

Irina, listen--
No, you're not going to prison.

Irina,
you could both go to prison.

I did it.

You can't blame her.
(Morrison) Alex...

not another word.

Did you do it alone?

(Stone)
Who told you that Mr. Cooper would be in his office?

Can we get an offer
on the table?

Mr. Nunez pleads to man one,
he does the max.

Mrs. Cooper,
accessory, 3-to-9...

she does not get deported.

Stop it!

Listen to the lawyer.
Don't tell them anything!

Irina, if we lose,
you go to jail.

You want to go back?

Why did we do this?

So you could stay,
so you could have your son.

You talk too much!
I talk too much?

You don't get it.

They look at me,
they see a greedy spic! They look at you...

they see a whore.

You see this beautiful woman?

You know how dumb she is?

She didn't know that going out
with a Puerto Rican...

was supposed to be
such a lousy catch.

Tell them, lrina. Tell them!

[exhales]

William....

William treats me like a cow.

I am a woman.

He promised me he would bring
my son, and then he said no.

I do not want to
fall in love with Alex...

but I do.

William sees us at work.

He knows. He said
I must have an abortion.

He doesn't want Alex's child.

(Nunez)
We didn't know what to do.

We didn't know
if it was mine...

and he wanted
to get rid of it.

Like...

Iike it was some dirty shirt.

And then...

he said maybe
I'm going back to Russia.

And he said it again,
and again, and again.

I told Alex he would be there.

(Nunez)
I begged him.

I said, stick it out
just two more months, then let her go.

You're saying
you didn't plan to kill him?

You did wear plastic gloves.

Yes.

I knew I could do it,
if he said no.

Irina told me
where the gun was.

I just didn't want
her to go back.

She comes from Russia,
ends up in a cell at Bedford for three years.

Nunez wanted to save her,
he ends up killing a guy, and goes away for 15.

I think she might
wait for him.

She came for
the American dream, waited all her life for it.

Maybe she'll
wait for him.

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