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Ms. Van Owen, any predictions
on the sentencing?

It's in the jury's hands.

Any significance they
deliberated

for more than two days?

It's the penalty phase
of a capital case.

We expect them to be careful.

- What about Lyle Torrey?
- I have no further comment.

Will the defendant please rise.

Judge Conover: Madam Foreman,
has the jury

reached its verdict?

Foreman: We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

In the matter of criminal
complaint five-nine-four-six,

we the jury, having
previously found

Lyle Torrey guilty of
murder in the first degree,

and having further found
special circumstances to exist,

now, on the issue of penalty,

sentence him to death, by
the infliction of lethal gas.

[murmuring]

I ask that the jury be
polled, Your Honor.

Members of the jury,
as the clerk calls your name,

please declare your individual
vote with respect

to the death penalty or life
sentence in this matter.

- Martin Alston.
- Death.

Clerk: Marcia Bennett.
Marcia: Death.

Clerk: Steven Douse.
- Death.

- Clerk: Ann Falder.
Ann: Death.

Clerk: Linda Pardeso.
Linda: Death.

Clerk: Hugh Cannon.
Cannon: Death.

[dramatic music]

[theme music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Hi.

Do you feel like getting
a cup of coffee?

No. Thanks.

Hey, I've got a really
big day planned.

I've gotta go over to Oshman's
and pick up a rod and reel,

a few other little do dads.

Why don't you take the day off
and come with me?

If I thought that would change
the way I feel, I would.

It's not like
you didn't expect this.

I know.

It's just the fact of it now.

I prosecuted this man based
on an illegal confession,

and now he's going to die.

Grace...

are you going to be
able to live with this?

No.

No, I'm not.

Moving along. Has anyone heard
from the long lost Mr. Kuzak?

I have.

And? Is he pondering
the error of his ways?

Yeah, I think so.

- He's planning to go fishing.
- Life's a bitch, ain't it?

Brackman: Victor, where are
we on Jacobs versus Teller?

I am deposing
Mr. Teller this morning.

- Jonathan? The DeForest motion.
- Still pending.

Who, ah, who's
the judge on that?

Steven Lang.

Lang, ah, lets see,
let me call his clerk.

Ms. Wyler how go
the McNally interrogatories?

The responses have
all been drafted

and sent to the client
for his review.

I'm getting his notes this
afternoon, and the revisions

will be ready for his signature
tomorrow morning.

Very good. Very good.

Ms. Kelsey?
There's a collect call for you.

Excuse me?

I'll take it.

Lastly...

having been accused
in past years

of stinting on our
Christmas festivities,

I gladly bowed to
the majority will

and relinquished control
of our annual party

to our crack financial watchdog,
Stuart Markowitz.

Well, the final figures
of our 1988 party are in,

and in his able hands,

we soared past our budget

by a full 41 percent.

Excuse me, Douglas.

It was a joke.

Ann: Ross probably told you that
we've been trying.

Uhh, we really
want to have a family.

But it-- it's pretty unlikely

that I'll ever be able
to get pregnant.

Yes.

Ann: Um, Kelly, I have
so many questions for you,

that I...[ panting]

I literally had to write
them down...

[sighs]

I know. I'm nervous too.

Ann: Well, here goes. [chuckles]

Um, are you in school?

Oh. UC Irvine's a good school.

Any ah, favorite
subjects, or...

Well, give it time.

Kelly, you know, it's really
difficult to make small talk

not knowing if we're even get
a chance to meet you,

so let me tell you some things
about us that Ross didn't say.

Stuart and I haven't been
married for very long.

We, um-- we've been
friends for seven years

before we got together.
And that gave us a long time

to get to know each other.

Maybe because we were
such good friends first,

we have a wonderful
balance in our marriage.

We're good together.

I think our greatest
qualification as parents

is that we love each other...

and we want a baby to love.

Any time, any time you like.

Great! You decide where.

Great! Well, take care, Kelly,
and we'll see you soon.

She wants to meet us!

Yes!

I think she liked me.

How could she not like you?
You were unbelievable.

You know Stuart, she-- she
sounded like a really sweet kid.

I-- I liked her.

- Lets call Ross.
- Oh, yeah.

Maybe we should give her
a chance to call him first.

Right, right. Hang up. Hang up.

Whoa! [laughs]

I brought you the tape.
I still don't see

why this couldn't have waited
until tonight.

There are two meals between
now and then, that's why.

Let me reiterate, Roxanne,
I don't think it's indicated.

I don't think it's called for.

I don't think
the situation requires it.

Just play the tape, David.

- Hi, fatty.
- Hi, fatty.

- I'm Dale.
- And I'm Margo.

And we want to
talk to you about

rewriting your life script.

Margo: When you love your body,
eating right

becomes an act of joy
instead of denial.

Diets are about denial.

Margo and Dale are about joy.

What did we eat today, Margo?

Margo: Breakfast was
a handful of millet.

Margo: And a cup of
fenugreek tea.

What's this?

Lunch was Swiss chard

and spirulina salad,
broiled cusk

and a half-dozen
flowerets of cauliflower.

I know I left the table full...

Don't tell me that you're
getting into this.

I won't stop--

You don't think I might
need to drop a few pounds?

Assuming I do, is it
necessary to join

some cult of self-obsessed
body worshipers?

Eat less, you'll lose weight.

David: My sentiments exactly.

The truth is I have never
minded a bit of avoir du poises

when I see the way my
Fraulein here carries it.

Is that right?

Then why did you make such
a point of telling me

you were distributing
a diet video?

I was telling you about
a business acquisition,

not dropping hints.

A video distributor
went chapter eleven.

I bought out their
duplicating facilities

and a small catalogue
of titles.

Always new worlds
to conquer, huh, Dave?

You said a mouthful there,
my friend.

We are now witnessing
the emergence

of mass marketing
in home video.

I am talking about both movies

and what I would call
"lifestyle" tapes.

David: In fact, and I know
that Roxanne here hates

for me to make any
pitches to you guys

but, somebody's
going to come out

with a video about
getting divorced

and, you mark my words,
it will create an annuity

that will last well into
the next millennium.

Dave, I thought
we talked about this.

You will have to admit Arnie
is a logical candidate.

He's an authority on the subject
and he's not exactly

found wanting
in the charisma department

Look Dave,
what I offer a client

can't be replicated
on a videotape.

A client comes
to me... for me.

Yes. Absolutely true.

But you will have to admit
there are an awful lot of people

who can't afford to
hire you, but,

the 24.95 they shell out
for an hour's worth

of your well-chosen words could
add up to a seven,

maybe even an eight figure
income for you and yours.

Kelly: I-- I don't even
know what to ask you.

I should've written
down some questions.

It's hard, and...

I want to be sure
I pick the right people.

Well, just make up a question.
And we'll make up the answer.

[all laugh]

Will the baby have
any grandparents?

Yes. My mother
lives back east.

And Stuart's parents
are deceased.

I'm sorry.

And your mother doesn't mind
that it's adopted?

No. She's already out
buying teddy bears.

[both laugh]

I'm from back east, too.

My-- my folks are divorced.

My mother knows about the baby.

But I could never
tell my father.

Really? That's too bad.

Are you sure he
wouldn't understand?

No way.

You know, a baby's
a lot of work.

What about your career?

Well, McKenzie Brackman can do
without me for a while.

I'm going to stay
home with the baby.

And when I do go back
it'll just be part time.

I-- I don't want to pry, Kelly,
but, uh, the baby's father...

is he-- is he okay about
the adoption?

Um, well, we broke up...

before I found out.

He doesn't even
know about it.

And believe me,
he wouldn't want to.

Well, then you're better
off without him.

Yeah, I guess.

It was my own fault.
It was stupid.

We all make mistakes...

especially in love.
I-- I think that's

probably the hardest
thing to get right.

Heh. I, ah...

I waited a long
time to find this person

and there's a lot of bumps
along the way, believe me.

But it was worth it, wasn't it?
Wasn't it?

[light laugh]

Well, you guys are great.

[cash register ding]

I couldn't take care of a baby.

I wa... I want to go to college

and... I want to have a career,
I want to...

do something.

You will, Kelly.

I can tell you will.

Bruce, you got a moment?

Sure. C'mon in.

This has been weighing
on me for weeks now.

I thought I could
live into it. But I can't.

- The Torrey case.
- Yes.

- I'm going to re-open it.
- Grace, this is crazy.

- If you'll let me finish...
- This will bury me!

What the hell am
I gonna say when--

I came to inform you, Bruce,
not debate you.

- I'm doing it.
- He'll go free.

I know what
the consequences are.

For all of us.

And I will protect you
as best I can,

but I have to do this.

Alright, Grace.

Thank you for not making
this any more difficult...

[soft music]

[sighs]
Oh, I'm sorry, Bruce.

I wish...

Dietetic Jujubees.
Sweetened with aspartame.

- Ha-ha-ha.
- Thanks.

Um, could-- could you tell
Arnie I'm here?

What do you mean tell him
you're here?

Hey, he called me!

Arnie?

And I'm trusting you
with my image, Dave.

You understand what that means?

Of course I do.

A reputation has taken me
12 years to build

could very easily
be trashed, here.

Arnie, that very reputation
is both our fortunes.

The age-old homily "You don't
kill the goose," I live by this.

I want people to
feel like they've

gotten their money's worth.

I want this thing
to have some class.

Absolutely.

Cachet... elan...
call it what you will

it is a very important element.

As for profits, I see it
running seventy/thirty,

the 70 being me.

Production comes our of your
end, promotion off the top.

Arnie, I'm wounded.

I'm not only covering
the cost of production,

I'm providing
distribution as well.

To tell you the truth,
50-50 is

a little bit more
what I had in mind.

[laughs] Dave-- Dave,
let's-- let's consider

relative exposure here
for half-a-minute.

This thing lays an egg,
you move onto something else.

That's my professional
reputation I'm putting

on the line out there.
That's my face.

Arnie, you think we can
settle on say, sixty/forty

and allow me to emerge with
some modicum of dignity intact?

Dave, I can live
with 60/40.

Arnie, we are in business.

Now, I've got a director
and crew standing by.

I suggest we tape
a show tomorrow

so that you start getting
used to the process.

Oh, in that case,
I better get a facial

lined up for this afternoon.

Why is it I feel
we're about to make history?

[telephone ringing]

Abby: My client has no priors,
he's gainfully employed,

he has roots in the community,
he is no threat to society...

Kaminsky: He viciously
assaulted the manager

of a small convenience store,

a total stranger.

Your Honor, the store posted

an incorrect series
of winning numbers

for the PickSix, thereby
leading my client

to believe he had won over
14 million dollars.

Now without condoning
violence in any way,

I would like to propose
that the stress

of learning that you'd
won the state lottery

only to then find
out that you haven't,

is enough to make the mildest of
men lose his good judgment.

I'm aware of the facts.

A year probation, Mr. Paige,

but buy your lottery
tickets elsewhere.

No problem, Your Honor.

I'm not going to buy nothing.

Next.

Van Owen: Counselor.

Clerk: People vs. Jose Higuel.

Keep in touch with me,
Mr. Paige.

Your wife sometimes forgets
to give you my messages.

Yes, she thinks if I don't
call you, it'll go away.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Griese: Thomas Griese
for the defendant.

- Take care, Mr. Paige.
- You, too.

Van Owen: I'm still waiting
on Detective Shank.

Can I interest you
in a little lunch?

- Oh, not today.
- Tomorrow?

Bill, we already
went through this.

I don't want to get
all tangled up.

I didn't invite you
to get all tangled up.

I invited you to lunch.

How about Friday?

Okay. Okay. Fine.

See, that wasn't so hard.

Griese: His Constitutional
right to a speedy trial!

Van Owen: I'm talking about
continuing

this to this afternoon!

This is the third time
we've been ready

and the District Attorney has
called for a continuance.

Now this is wreaking
emotional havoc

with Mr. Higuel's fragile
mentality, Judge, and--

Save it, Mr. Griese,
will you please?

Who've you got beside
the arresting officer?

Nobody. He's my only witness.

Well this was a 9 o'clock call,
Ms. Van Owen.

- I've got a call in...
- That's not good enough!

He's right.

Judge Shubow:
His guy's was here three times.

If you can't prosecute,
then you can't prosecute.

Judge, I'll find him!
I will have the witness--

No, I'm dismissing. If you wanna
refile, then that's up to you.

This is a serious felony, Your
Honor. Breaking and entering--

Than you should have
taken it seriously

and had your witness lined up!

Judge Shubow: Case dismissed!

Ms. Van Owen?

- Bill Ringstrom.
- Detective?

Lieutenant Dolan asked me
to give you a message.

Yeah?

The message is, you've got
like a dozen pending

felony cases which rely
on police testimony.

Uh-huh.

And a lotta these
cops are so upset

that a known cop killer like
Lyle Torrey might be released

that they might tend
to get a little forgetful.

Is that what just happened
in there?

I don't know for sure,
but it's possible, yes ma'am.

In other words, unless
I let Lyle Torrey go

to the gas chamber, you guys
are going to freeze me out?

I don't know, I guess
you'll just have to

draw your own conclusions.

Well, you tell your
Lieutenant Dolan for me

that is the most
despicable, cynical,

blackmailing manipulation of
the system I ever heard of,

and if you guys are
looking to play hardball,

you got the wrong D.A.!

Look, lady--

Ma'am, I'm just the messenger.

Maybe you oughta take it up
with the Lieutenant.

Damned right, I'll take it up
with the Lieutenant!

Well, congratulations
are in order...

Kelly was impressed and she
wants you to adopt her baby.

Yes!

Kelsey: Ross, thank you.

She's taking the semester off

and she wants to move up here
until the baby's born.

- She'll need rent and expenses.
- That's fine.

The easiest thing to do is
set up an account for her,

give me access
and I'll play middle man

on the allowance and rent.

- No problem.
Burnett: Ann...

Burnett: I suggest you take
Kelly to see

your doctor.
Get her checked out.

- And schedule her appointments.
- Fine.

Burnett: And have them send
the bills directly to you.

[inhales deeply]

Fine. Fine.

And of course, you'll pay for
the delivery and the hospital.

- Um, we get anything on paper?
- No...

I can't hold her to anything

until the consent form is
signed.

We know she likes you.
It feels solid to me.

I feel good about her, Stuart.

As a matter of fact Ann,

Kelly would like you to
be her Lamaze coach.

Be in the delivery room?

[laughs]

This is really happening,
isn't it?

Stuart, we're going to
have a baby.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[phone ringing]

Man 1: I'm not a vagrant.

Man 2: What are you
telling me? I got an address.

[door closes]

I'll be with you in a moment,
Ms. Van Owen.

So...

what can I do for you?

We seem to have
a problem, Lieutenant.

No, you have a problem.

It's everyone's problem
when you punish me

by withholding my witnesses.

There's one very
simple solution.

Why don't you tell
me what that is?

Don't reopen the Torrey case.

Not a chance.

Look, you put Torrey
back on the street,

there's not a cop on the force
who's gonna be there for you.

Not ever. You'll probably
end up in muni court

prosecuting jaywalkers.

I didn't put a police informant
in Lyle Torrey's cell.

You did that!

I didn't coerce
an illegal confession.

You did that too!

Let me tell you something.

We put our asses on the line
every day, lady! Every day!

Now, out there, when
one of us gets killed,

we expect
the D.A.'s we work with

to help us put that
killer in jail,

not back on the street
to kill more cops!

Grow up, Dolan!

Don't blame me
for your screw up!

You know the funny
thing here is?

Your guy's probably safer
inside than out.

When he hits the streets,

chances are he won't
last 24 hours.

Is that a threat?

No, it's just an observation.

All I'm saying is, if this guy

so much as spits
on the sidewalk,

some nervous cop is
gonna blow him away.

And it'll be on your head,
Counselor.

Now if you'll excuse me please,

I've got some work to do.

[instrumental music]

This not being "take a judge
to breakfast week,"

I assume you've come
equipped with an agenda.

Actually, I'm just
looking for some advice.

And this conversation could
never be construed

as an ex-parte communication
now, could it?

Absolutely not.

This is about
a hypothetical case.

Waiter: Coffee?

Van Owen: Grapefruit juice.
- Okay.

- Decaf.
- Thanks.

[sighs]

This hypothetical case
of yours?

It concerns a district attorney

who convicted somebody
with evidence

which turned out
to be illegal.

Now the defendant is looking
at a death penalty.

Well, it seems to me that
the District Attorney

should come forward with
what she or he knows.

But that's the problem.

You see, it may be
that certain people

in the police department

and maybe even in
the D.A.'s office,

knew before the trial that
this evidence was illegal.

An investigation could be very
damaging to these people.

The District Attorney doesn't
want to jeopardize

careers of people,
who he considers

to be basically good and honest.

In fact, the District Attorney
will not come forward

if it means
exposing his colleagues.

I see.

That is a problem.

I guess I was wondering
what a judge,

such as yourself,
might do if a situation

like this ever
came before you...

hypothetically.

Well...

I think the most important
concern would be to overturn

this illegal conviction,

if in fact it was illegal.

And I suppose if the only
way I could accomplish this,

was to give the District
Attorney assurances

that certain questions
would not be asked...

not withstanding
the potential risks involved

in making such an
unpopular decision,

I'd probably give those
assurances. Hypothetically.

Waiter: Would you like to
hear the specials?

That'd be fine.

Waiter: We have Belgian waffles,
4.25, to die for.

Ah, English muffins,
listed price, overrated.

And we have got a new
cinnamon crisp oatmeal.

What do you mean, the conviction
might be illegal?

Just what I said. It might.

Hey, Grace,

if it's illegal,
then it's illegal.

We don't have to
give you anything.

You need me to
overturn it, Bobby.

The hell I do! I'll just march
into court and tell

the judge exactly what you're
telling us right now!

And I'd just tell him
you misunderstood me!

Let's face it, even if you
could get a reversal,

you'd still be looking
at a second trial.

- Which we'd win.
Van Owen: Maybe. Maybe not.

But I'm offering your guy
a dismissal with prejudice.

That means no second trial.

Just walks clean and free.

So what I gotta do?

First, we all agree right now
that there will be

no cries of prosecutorial
misconduct.

You guys just nod your head
while I do the talking.

Second, there've been
four drive-by shootings

in the last month
linked to your gang.

I want the shooters
on all four.

I don't know nothin' about it.

Then have a good life
and enjoy the gas.

Hey, hey, don't jerk us, Grace.

Don't you jerk me!
Your client either

cuts this deal or he dies!

Simple choice, Counselor.

Van Owen: The offer's good
for ten seconds!

[sighs] Okay.

But I'm not testifyin'.

You have to testify.

[scoffs] Right. Look, lady,
if I roll over

on my own people,
I'm a dead man.

I'd live longer in here.

Now, I can give you
names, and dates,

and whereabouts of weapons...

but you gotta let
me do it secret.

Let's hear what you've got.

That's in the shot.

Could we put them
somewhere else for now?

Benny: Sure.

Are-- are you making
a movie about Arnie?

We're making a videotape
about Arnie.

[gasps] That's me.

Have you ever seen yourself
on T.V.?

No.

Well, you see,
this camera here,

is sending your image
to the T.V. set,

and that way we can see exactly
what we're putting on tape.

- Would you do something for me?
- Sure.

Would you sit at Arnie's
desk for a minute?

We need a stand-in.

But you have to sit down.

I'm Alison Gottlieb.

Benny: B-- Benny Stulwicz.

And this is Dick,
and that's Julius.

Could you pick up a pad
and pretend like you're working?

Hey, Arnie!

Benny: They said
I'm your stand-in.

- Great.
- I'm glad you're back.

Is there someplace quiet
we can rehearse?

Yeah.

Hi. How'd your audit go?

Good. Good.
We got the penalty reduced

and they're taking
50 cents on the dollar.

- Great.
- Want to see what I got?

Ah.

I've made a list
of my favorites.

If it's a girl, Amy,
Kimberly, Marlene,

Samantha, maybe an Evan?

For a girl?
Too androgynous.

Don't you think you're jumping
the gun a little bit, Stuart?

The baby is due in four months.

Conway vs. Morgan?
What about Morgan?

I don't see how that's
any better than Evan.

Morgan Markowitz...
Morgan Markowitz...

Gimme a hug.

- I knew she'd say yes.
- How did you know?

Because we are going to
be wonderful, loving parents

and anyone with
any sense can see that.

- You know, I do like Amy.
- Great!

Let's put it on the under
consideration list.

- I'll take care of it.
- Give me the book.

- I want to look through it.
- Okay.

But you're not going to find
anything better than Amy.

We'll see.

Hi. My name is Arnold Becker.

I'm a divorce lawyer.

Some people prefer the term
"matrimonial lawyer..."

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

I feel stiff. Awkward.

- Just talk to me, that's all.
- You're a director.

Talking to you is different from
talking to other people.

Why? I can respond
like a person.

Not only that, but I'm a woman

and the truth is, Arnie,
you can speak to women

like very few men can.

Alison: And I don't just
mean with words.

That still comes across?

Well, it does to me.

Of course I should tell
you that I'm going through

a divorce right now myself.

- Really?
- Really.

And I find myself
anxious and depressed

and happy and excited
all at the same time...

Exactly the gamut of emotions

I expect you should be running.

You offer more than
legal services, Arnie.

You offer strength.

You offer empowerment.

And trust me, when your face
is full frame on that screen,

women will not be
able to turn away.

Tell me who's your lawyer?

I haven't hired one yet.

Well, we oughta
talk about that.

I'd love to.

But now, just like you are...

let's rehearse.

[sighs]

Hi. My name is Arnold Becker.
I'm a divorce lawyer.

Some people prefer
the term "matrimonial lawyer."

Some like saying they practice

family law
or domestic relations.

I say this...

You hire a divorce lawyer
to represent you against

the very person you trusted
most in the world.

Becker: A person who knows
your most intimate secrets.

A person who got to you
and got to you big.

Celestine, he's talking to you.

How many days have you spent
bent over with failure?

How many nights have you
cried yourself to sleep?

Too many.

However many it's been,

say it's enough
and move on from there.

If there's some one
to blame, blame them.

If there are papers to serve,
serve them.

If there are bank accounts
to freeze, freeze them.

Divorce isn't death.

You don't have to mourn.

What you have to do... is act.

This is who you need, girl.
This one right here.

I hear that.

[police siren wailing]

Dolan: So, no new trial?

The guy just walks?

We'd lose a second trial.

So he would walk anyway.

This way, at least
we nail the drive-by's.

Give it to me again.

He gives us the shooters
for the Lacey, Cooper,

Williams, and Neil drive-by's,

including addresses,

vehicles, weapons,

and hiding places.

And in return, he walks,

with your guarantee
of safe harbor,

as long as he's a citizen.

No harassment, no set ups,
no entrapment

and nobody knows we turned him.

C'mon, Jack. Grace has
done a helluva job,

trying to reconcile everyone's
needs here. What do you say?

Does she know that pulling her
police witnesses was your idea?

Yeah. I knew that.

Let me say this,

fifty drive by shooters
don't equal one dead cop.

Not now, not ever.

We don't disagree
with that, Jack.

Look. Torrey hits
the streets no matter what.

The only question is,
do you want to make

a deal to get something
for it or not?

I guess I got no choice.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You sure there won't
be an inquiry?

The judge is just
gonna let him go?

- I think so.
- You think so.

The word "think" doesn't
make me sleep easy tonight.

How'd you sleep
last night, Bruce?

After telling Dolan to withhold
witnesses from my cases.

Did you sleep like
a baby last night?

Try to understand, Grace.
I have a--

I understand perfectly.
You do what you have to do.

As do you.

Yeah, you got that right.

Clerk: Criminal complaint
five-nine-four-six,

People vs. Lyle Torrey.

Grace Van Owen
for the People, Your Honor.

My office has become
aware that the evidence

used to secure a conviction
against Mr. Torrey...

was obtained in violation of

the defendant's
constitutional rights.

Van Owen: Therefore,
in the interests of justice,

I offer a joint recommendation
with defense counsel

that the verdict be set aside,

that the case be dismissed
with prejudice...

and that Mr. Torrey be released.

Ms. Van Owen,

I don't look casually upon
the deprivation of civil rights

and I must say I find this
extremely disturbing.

I'm going to have
to look into this.

Everything in these papers meet
with your approval, Mr. Cullen?

- Yes, Judge.
- Then it is so ordered.

The clerk will
draft the order.

Mr. Torrey, you're free to go.

Next case.

I thought you might
want to know.

The police arrested
the three guys

responsible for the drive-bys
this morning.

Looks like your
version of justice

turned out to be
better than mine.

Just do me one favor.

From now on, don't make me
follow anybody's version.

Lets just go by
the letter of the law, okay?

You got it.

Grace...

you did good.

Reporter 1: How do you feel
about the police department

violating your
civil right?!

[indistinct chattering]

[soft music]

Abby: So what do cops
think when a Lyle Torrey

goes back on the streets?

Well, I'll tell you
what I think.

A guy like Lyle Torrey is
physically

incapable of leading
a straight life.

He's kinked like
a kitchen phone cord.

He'll be back in the can
before Valentine's Day.

If he lives that long.

You're not eating.

- Something wrong with the soup?
- No.

- Wanna order something else?
- No.

I'm just a little...
unsettled.

You know why that is, don't you?

No, why is that?

Well, it's 'cause you're
fighting every single

sexy impulse in your body, and
your body's fighting back.

[laughs]

Do remember our one
and only kiss?

Yeah.

I remember everything about it.

Bill: How the tip of your
nose was cold.

How your lipstick had
almost rubbed off.

How that parking lot
smelled of tar

and orange trees.

And that ah, little
sound you--

I remember. I remember.

Ah...

I'm not looking to put
a burden on your life.

I like my privacy, too.

But these feelings I have
for you aren't going away.

They're getting stronger.

- I want to go to bed with you.
- Hmm-he!

And, well, I was just sort of

hoping that you'd
feel the same way.

And just in case, I don't
suppose it's a coincidence

that we're having lunch
in a hotel restaurant

with about six hundred rooms
over our heads.

At least tell me
that you weren't so sure of me

that you already
booked the room.

[music continues]

[laughing]

Ann?

Ross, I didn't expect
to see you today.

What's going on, Stuart?

I wanted to talk to you both.

I've got some bad news.

Kelly changed her mind.

- What?
- No.

I got a call last night from
an attorney in New York,

telling me the deal was off.

She took another offer.

- Why?
Burnett: I don't know.

Burnett: I never saw it coming.

We met her. She liked us.

[sighs] She can't just...

I want to talk to her, Ross!

She's gone. She went back east.

I don't even know
where to reach her.

Who made the other offer?

The attorney put her in touch

with a Connecticut couple.

I think her mother
actually knows them.

They have a big country house
and horses.

[sighs]
Horses?

That's-- that can't be it!

You're not telling us
the truth!

- Ann.
- Hey, here's what you do.

You tell her
I'll buy her a barn,

you tell her
I'll buy her horses.

Stuart, you don't want to get

involved in a bidding war.

I want to talk to her, Ross!

You're looking
for a rational explanation,

there isn't one.

She's just a kid...

flying by the seat of her pants.

Maybe she wants her
baby to grow up

where the seasons change.

Who knows?

[sighs]

[sighs]

I wish these things
didn't happen.

But don't get down.

Burnett: We'll keep looking.

Markowitz: Okay.

Boy.

It wasn't meant to be,
it wasn't meant to be.

It's a little hard to believe
that our lives could be turned

inside out by
the whims of a teenager, but...

[sighs]
That was the first one.

There'll be plenty of others.

[sigh]
Absolutely.

I, um, I've got a meeting...

I've got a meeting with Leland.
You okay?

Absolutely. I'm fine.

Markowitz: Sure?
- Yeah. Really.

Okay.

I love you.

[mellow music]

[saxophone music]

[gasps]

[groans]

You want me off?

No, no, no.

- You're fine.
- Good.

'Cause I don't think
I can move.

[both chuckle]

[sighs]

You missed a spot.

Where?

[both laugh]

Oh... there.

[laughs] Mmm.

[groans]

[laughs]

[beeping]

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

[sighs]

[keys dialing]

Ringstrom...

Yeah?

Alright, I'll be there.

[sighs]

What it it?

A homicide.

Somebody killed Lyle Torrey.

[police radio chattering]

[door closes]

Man 3: One man down, right?

Grace Van Owen, District
Attorney. I wanna see the body.

Man 4: Stay back, behind
the other two...

[indistinct chatter]

Man 5: Ballistic show up yet?

Make sure you check...

We had a deal!

We? We didn't shoot him.

There's your shooter,
right there.

The man sings, the man dies!
Simple as that!

- How'd he find out?
- I don't know.

That's why I'm asking
questions here.

You leaked it, didn't you?
You put it out that Torrey

was an informer
and you set him up!

Hey, Counselor, give me a break,
okay? Let me do my job.

You promised me he'd be safe!

I promised you
we wouldn't touch him...

and we didn't.

Well, I promise you, there'll
be a complete investigation!

Well, great! You conduct yours,
and we'll conduct ours!

Excuse me.

Man 6: Excuse us.

[dramatic music]

Ready? Lift.

[mellow music]

A star is born, you two.

And I say that having
just watched the tape.

He speaks the truth.

What on earth is that, David?

A point of purchase display.

How do you like it?

We-we put that in a store?

Right next to
the cash register.

It's not a bad picture.

You should be very pleased.

When's our next shoot?

I'll be editing down this
footage over the weekend.

And sometime next week
I like to get you out

on a few locations.

A courthouse, a walk down
Rodeo Drive.

Alison has some terrific ideas.

Great.

Then we have your
matter to discuss.

My matter?

[whispers] As in divorce.

Actually, Arnie...

I've never been married.

You pistol.

Oh, Benny!

This is a videotape of you.

Thank you.

So how about it, Benny?

What do you think?

It's great.

Are we going to get pictures
like this of everybody?

The irony is,
I'm trying to locate

my guilt here, and I can't.

Kuzak: Well, maybe that's
because you don't have

anything to be guilty about.

You did everything
you possibly could

to right that wrong,
and you succeeded.

At the expense of
Lyle Torrey's life.

Kuzak: Trust me.

His departure is no great loss
to mankind.

On top of which,
three drive-by

shooters are in custody
because of you.

I'd say that ethics wise
and morals-wise,

your books are balanced.

Rogoff struck a deal
with the cops

to get himself off the hook
at my expense.

I struck a deal with Torrey to
get myself off the hook

at his expense,

and the cops tied up
the loose ends by

picking up the bodies.

Van Owen: Ah-uh.

Thanks for your vote of
confidence.

[sighs]

But it had nothing to do
with ethics or morals.

It was purely political.

Hmm... so you see?
The system does work.

[laughing]

What?

[laughing]

What's so funny?

[police siren wailing in
distance]

[sighs]

Markowitz: Hi.

Hi.

- How you doin'?
- Fine.

Horrible. Really horrible.

I can't concentrate.

I didn't get anything done
all afternoon.

So, that's okay.

I trusted Kelly...

[sobbing]
I let myself want that baby.

Ann, that baby...

it wasn't our baby.

Our baby is waiting to
be born to somebody,

someone we don't even know yet.

That little... that little soul
is out there waiting for us.

So we have to be patient too.

We'll find our baby.

I swear to you.

You're making this up.

No, I'm not.

I don't know whether you
are or or not

but it's a wonderful thought.

[laughs]

Thank you.

[sniffles]

- You feel better?
- Much better.

Good.

So, can we get some dinner?

Sounds good.

Where to? You want French food?

Yeah. Whatever you want.
Ah, can you hang on a second?

Lemme make a pit stop.

[mellow music]

[sobbing]

[theme music]