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In professional wrestling

there is no one bigger
than Beef Barstow.

He is a star
of the first magnitude

and he is an inspiration
to millions of kids.

So it is with great pleasure

that I announce
my representation of him

and the formation
of his new company,

All Beef Productions.

Which, by the way,
is already negotiating

for major film
and television projects.

What about your tax problem?

Give him a break, fellas!
One at a time.

Is it true that your ex-wife
is gonna sue for back alimony?

Darla's still in love with me.

Look, I don't think we're here
to talk about that.

Is it true Darla turned you
into the IRS?

- Back off, man.
- Let's give someone else

a chance, shall we?
You in the corner.

Stop hiding
behind your lawyer.

Your fans have a right to know.

I asked you to wait your turn.

Did you stiff your wife
and Uncle Sam?

I said back off, man!

That's my business!
Don't you listen?

...she has no sense of decorum.

Yesterday she came crashing
right into a part--

- Oh, my goodness!
Susan: Oh, my God!

Leland: What in the world?
- I told you, you pencil-neck!

- That's my personal business!
- Flying drop kick?

Beef: I told you,
you pencil-neck geek!!

Susan: Come on.

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Oh, in re yesterday's
press conference.

Susan Bloom is replacing
the door and she managed

to persuade young Geraldo
not to file suit.

- How'd she do that?
- Best two out of three falls.

Leland: Now that,
that's not funny.

We can't have the firm disrupted
like that, Douglas.

Ann: And I really hate
to bring this up

but can we do something
about her

smoking in the hallways?

And what about monopolizing
the xerox machine?

She must grind her coffee beans
10 times a day.

Hey, come on.
She's not that bad.

... the 6 o'clock news
last night.

Well, that kind of publicity
is worse than none at all.

Bloom was your idea, Douglas!

Leland: Speak to her.
- Right.

Skarett versus Miles?

Trial starts today,
we represent Mrs. Skarett.

Uh, Dr. Miles
removed her spleen,

then made money from it,

without informing her
of its real value.

Excuse me. What value?

Her spleen cells were unique.

Miles cloned them into a drug

he's now marketing
for big bucks.

So? He's the inventor.
He has every right to profit.

- From her spleen?
- Well, she couldn't sell it.

That would be against the law.

Leland: You have no case
for property right.

We're going for failure
to disclose.

The doctor gave her some
information but not enough.

This is one determined client.

Good for her. We're adjourned.

Tom, I'd like to talk to you
about the other--

There's nothing to talk about.

Thank you.

Zoey: Your Honor, David Lee
murdered a mother

and her two children
in cold blood.

Habeas corpus has been denied
by the Supreme Court,

the governor won't step in to--

He's insane, Ms. Clemmons.

You can't execute
an insane man.

He has been on medication
for two years,

he is lucid and he meets
the standard.

Merrill: He is being forcibly
medicated, Your Honor,

- against his will.
- Let's stick to the facts.

Mr. Lee's execution
is set for Saturday.

You are petitioning to stay it

and to stop him being medicated
with Haloperidol.

My client has been on death row
for eight years, Your Honor.

His schizophrenia was borderline
when he went in,

but now his mental condition
has completely deteriorated--

Three separate hearings have
found him legally sane--

Almost 10 years ago.

The man is longer competent
to be executed--

You know your client
doesn't have

to be perfectly rational,
Mr. Merrill.

He has to be aware
of his execution

and the reason for it.

He is, Your Honor,
when he is medicated.

Then it's not in his best
interest to medicate him,

since it leads directly
to his death.

Zoey: Your Honor,
this is maneuvering.

He's simply trying to prevent
David Lee's execution.

You're damn right I am.

Mr. Merrill has made his
reputation on death row.

He comes in at the 11th hour
so that he can argue

against
the death penalty itself.

Your Honor, if you don't stay
David Lee's execution,

you'll be killing a man
that does not know

the gas chamber from a city bus.

This sentence is the will
of the people, Your Honor.

And this case is not
a referendum

on capital punishment.

Well, I'm not deciding this
on the papers alone.

I'll hear evidence tomorrow
at 10 o'clock.

Last week, she commandeered
five secretaries

to get a contract out.

She brought in enough
Chinese food to feed 60 people

and then left the trash all
over the file room.

- Benny was almost in tears.
Douglas: Depositions, trust

accountings, legal opinions--

She tips the building crew,
Douglas,

which makes everybody else
look cheap!

And then her cappuccino-maker

leaked all over
the bullpen rug.

Stock certificates,
offering circulars--

Douglas, somebody has got
to do something!

You're absolutely right.
And you're going to.

- Me?
- You're the office manager.

This is an office problem.

I don't manage the lawyers.

- You are the managing partner.
- Exactly.

Since we'd like to maintain
friendly relations with Bloom,

I should be the good cop.

Which makes you the bad cop.

I don't make a good bad cop.

Because you're a woman?

I hope that's not
what I'm hearing, Roxanne.

Stand your ground,
don't let her bulldoze you.

If you can handle
Arnold Becker,

you can handle Susan Bloom.

Just lay down the law.

Mrs. Skarett, what happened
to your spleen?

It was stolen, by that doctor
sitting right there.

Why don't you start
at the beginning?

About six years ago
our family doctor

told me that I had something
called... hairy-cell leukemia,

that it was very rare,

and that I should see
Dr. Miles,

a cancer specialist here
in Los Angeles.

And he said that if
I didn't have my spleen removed

it would keep manufacturing

these malignant blood cells,

and I would die.

Did you see Dr. Miles
after the surgery?

Almost every month
for the next six years.

He had me drive in
from Riverside for blood tests,

and urine tests,
and bone marrow--

Well, couldn't
your family doctor

have taken those samples?

Well, that's what I asked,

but Dr. Miles insisted
that he do the tests.

He said they were
to make sure that

the cancer didn't come back.

And when did you stop going
to Dr. Miles?

Well, after I found out
from a news story

that he had cloned
the cells of my spleen.

It turns out that there's
something about them

that fights cancer.

And what else did you find out?

That he'd sold the cell-line
he had developed

to a pharmaceutical company
for millions of dollars,

and that company stands
to make maybe

hundreds of millions
of dollars off of it.

And he had even had
the nerve

to call it the Miles cell-line.

Billy: Did Dr. Miles
at any time

offer you anything
out of these proceeds?

Not a cent.

In fact, he wouldn't even take
my phone calls.

Thank you, Mrs. Skarett.
Nothing further.

According to your
medical records,

Mrs. Skarett, before
the surgery you had anemia,

intense abdominal pain,

and a spleen swollen
to 13 times its normal size.

You'd been given 10 months
to live if it weren't removed.

- Is that correct?
- Yes.

And what is your condition
following the splenectomy?

- I feel better.
- Better?

In fact it was
a complete success, wasn't it?

Your leukemia's in remission.

Dr. Miles saved your life.

I never said didn't Dr. Miles
help me--

And the post-operative tests

were all paid for by your
insurance company?

Yes.

And Dr. Miles did tell you your
diseased spleen

might be used
for research purposes,

before he removed it,
didn't he, Mrs. Skarett?

Yes, but he didn't--

He asked you to sign a form

consenting to this
research purpose,

and you signed it, didn't you?

Yes, but he didn't say
that he was going

to make money off of my spleen.

Well, I'm confused,
Mrs. Skarett.

The D.M.V. says that
you have an organ donor card

on the back
of your driver's license.

- Is that right?
- Yes.

A card that specifies

that you're willing to donate

any needed tissues or organs,

such as a spleen,
to whomever might need them,

in the event of your death,
isn't that so?

- It's not the same thing.
- No.

Well, what the difference
between giving, say, a kidney,

that might save a single life

and some cells
from a diseased spleen

that might save
thousands of lives?

- Objection!
Hauber: Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

What?

Everything.

Except you.

You and Tommy love each other.

He'll be okay.

He just needs some time.

I'm not great at waiting.

I've noticed.

This isn't just Tommy?

The supervising deputy
called me today

to congratulate me
for making the death squad.

They really call it that?

He kept saying how good
it was for my career.

If I'm the one who finally gets
David Lee into the gas chamber,

there's no telling
how far I can go.

What'd you say?

I said thank you.

Sometimes I hate this job.

Dr. Zeller,
in your expert opinion,

is David Lee psychotic?

Yes, he exhibits symptoms

of severe
schizoaffective disorder,

including auditory
hallucinations,

delusional thinking
and sudden rage episodes.

So why isn't he
exhibiting them now?

He's had his daily injection
of Haloperidol,

a psychotropic drug.

It has a powerful effect
on the central nervous system.

Dr, are there reasonable ways

to control David Lee's
schizophrenia

other than forcibly medicating
him with Haloperidol?

Yes! There's confinement,
there's psychotherapy.

There are physical restraints.

Mind altering drugs
are not the only alternative.

Mind-altering?
What do you mean?

Haloperidol flattens the affect

and makes behavior
more passive.

The delusions disappear

but so can most of
the patient's personality.

Merrill: So the David Lee
we see on medication

isn't anything like
the real David Lee?

No. Effectively,
they're two different people.

Doctor if Haloperidol
is the only way

to make David Lee understand

that he's about to be executed,

should he be treated
with Haloperidol?

Well, the Hippocratic Oath says,
first do no harm.

The Ethics Code of the A.M.A.

specifically prohibits a doctor
from doing anything

to facilitate
a patient's death.

So if medicating David Lee

makes it legal for the state
to kill him,

no ethical doctor should do it.

Thank you, doctor.

You aren't Mr. Lee's
psychiatrist, are you, Doctor?

No, but I did an extensive
evaluation--

So you've read his file.

You know that he hasn't
always been on Haloperidol.

And you also must have read why

a Superior Court Judge
decided two years ago

that Mr. Lee should be
forcibly medicated.

Why doctor?

He had been beating his head
against his cell wall

and screaming about voices.

Zoey: For how long?
Natalie: Several days.

Zoey: He also attacked a guard
and tried to mutilate himself.

So we can assume

that David Lee was in physical

as well
as psychological pain then.

Yes.

Zoey: And the Haloperidol
stopped it.

It also stopped the voices
that told Mr. Lee

to kill people, didn't it?

Yes.

But you don't think David Lee

is better off
being given Haloperidol?

How can he be better off?

It makes it possible
for you to execute him--

And you don't believe that

anyone should be executed,
do you, doctor?

No matter how horrible
the crime,

the death penalty
is morally wrong.

Objection, Dr. Zeller's

personal beliefs
are completely irrelevant.

She's clearly an advocate,
Your Honor,

with the same views
as Mr. Merrill.

Overruled. I'll allow it.

Do you believe in
capital punishment, doctor?

- No.
- I have nothing further.

I wanna talk to you.

I thought
the McDermott declarations

were being messengered over
yesterday evening

so I could have them
on my desk first thing today.

- They're not ready.
- Why aren't they ready?

I don't know.
I just took the message.

Why didn't you give it to me?

Cause you'd... gone home,

and I was gonna tell you
when you came in today.

I... um, I can call
the messenger service.

That's useless.

I'll track down
the declarations,

but you are going over there
to pick'em up yourself!

Look! Just because you have
a problem

does not give you the right
to take it out

on the people
that work for you.

We all feel bad enough
when we screw up

without some petty
martinet beating us up for it.

Benny, let's call
the investigator's office

and see if we can put a rush
on those declarations, okay?

Sure.

That's all it would have taken.

Next time don't shoot
the messenger.

Dr. Miles, what was so special
about Mrs. Skarett's spleen?

It contained a high number
of T-lymphocyte cells.

Her T-lymphocyte cells
overproduced a protein

that helps create
white blood cells.

Once you discovered
these cells, what did you do?

After five years,
using recombinant DNA

I succeeded in cloning them.

So Mrs. Skarett's cells

were simply raw materials
for the cell-line?

Exactly,
I discovered the cells

but I invented the cell-line.

And what are
the practical applications

for Miles cell-line products?

Cancer patients will be able
to manufacture

enough white blood cells

to counter the side effects
of chemotherapy.

Indeed, enough to attack even
the cancer itself.

Did your research interest
in any way

affect your medical judgement
in Mrs. Skarett's case?

Raymond: Absolutely not!
I'm a doctor.

Yes, Biotech paid me a lot
of money for my invention,

but I'm not in this
for the money!

And I have never let my interest
as a researcher

compromise my responsibilities
as a physician.

Thank you, Dr. Miles.

Dr. Miles,
when exactly did you realize

Mrs. Skarett's cells
were unique?

Shortly after the surgery,

when I'd analyzed the results

of the tissue tests
of her spleen.

And Mrs. Skarett
was already undergoing

post-operative tests
at this time.

Blood samples, blood serum,
bone marrow aspirate...

That's right. It's all routine
cancer follow-up.

Most of those tests
were conducted

at your office in L.A,
but a few samples

were drawn by her family doctor
and shipped

to you
for analysis, weren't they?

Yes, I believe my schedule
was rather full,

so I had Dr. Leonard
take some samples.

But three months
after the surgery,

you suddenly insisted that
all tests be done

at your office
on a monthly basis.

Optimally, I like to see
the patient myself.

It couldn't be, could it,
doctor, that you were afraid

of losing control over her?

Of losing your exclusive
access to her

for your research?

That's ridiculous!

You say these were all normal,

post-operative tests,

but her records show
on several occasions

you took skin samples
and high volumes of blood.

Since when do you need
skin samples

and whole units of blood

to monitor
for internal cancers?

Obviously, you don't.

I needed those samples
for my T-cell research.

But by that time

Mrs. Skarett
was fully recuperated

and such tests posed no risk
at all to her health.

I see, so, after
she was fully recovered,

you continued to subject
Mrs. Skarett to tests

that you needed
for your research,

under the pretext of monitoring
her health?

I informed her of all risks
and benefits!

How much did you license
your invention for, doctor?

70,000 shares of Biotech stock.

- And how much is that worth?
- I don't know.

As of yesterday's close
of trading,

five point one million dollars.
Five million.

I'm surprised you waited
till she was under anesthesia

to rip out her spleen.

- Objection!
- Counsel, that's enough!

I'm done here, Your Honor.

You know
what I'm saying, Jerry.

Beef does not want
to be another Stallone.

Rambo's a cardboard character.

So this is "Predator"
with a sensitive side?

Is he the lead?
Great. Send it over.

Fox is on two.

And they're still holding
your table at Spago.

I'm on my way.
Tell Fox I'll call back.

We have an appointment.

Jerry, I'll call you back.

What can I do for you?

You have to notify us when you
call a press conference,

you can't smoke in the halls,

don't tip the building staff
and please remember

that the Xerox machine
is for everybody.

- Fair enough. Anything else?
- Now I know you're used

working alone but...

Fair enough?

Honey, my life moves
a hundred miles an hour.

Now that sometimes
makes me inconsiderate,

but I'm not a monster.

Now if I've been offensive,
I'm sorry.

I appreciate you
pointing it out.

- You do?
- Yeah, I like your style, too.

You're direct
without being obnoxious.

I hear you came up through
the ranks.

I used to work
for Arnie Becker.

What kind of deal
do you have now?

Bumps, fringes, points...

What are they putting up
to retain your talent?

I never thought
of it as talent.

Oh honey, well you should.

A good office manager
is scarcer than hens teeth.

Look, I'm late for lunch.

But you and I have to have
a heart-to-heart soon.

- It's been a pleasure.
- Yeah.

Help yourself to cappuccino.

You're very good at this.

It's hard to believe
it's your first time.

If you think that gives you
an advantage, fine. Go ahead.

No, uh...

I-I've been watching you

trying to turn off
your compassion.

This is very hard
for you, isn't it?

Arguing to murder a human wreck
like David Lee.

Is it kinder to take him off
the medication?

So that he can spend
the next 50 years

of his life
in a straight jacket

beating his head
against a wall?

Merrill: You've never
even met him, have you?

Let me introduce you to
the man you're trying to kill.

What is this supposed to prove?

Nothing.

I just want you
to really look at him.

Ms. Clemmons,
this is David Lee.

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A responsible adult person
remembers to set her alarm.

You've got a while
before court, Zoe.

I wanted to get there early.

Now the freeway is jammed,
I'll barely make it on time

and Merrill
will be standing there,

calm and collected,
ready to shred me.

Shred you? Not a chance.

You don't know him.
He'll use anything.

You're taking this personally.
He's doing his job.

The same way
I would do my job--

Well, this is my job!

Maybe I don't like
this part of it.

Maybe I don't want
to be doing it,

but the State of California
says that I have to.

Then why don't you
stop blaming yourself?

I'm not blaming myself.

I'm trying to separate
my emotions

from what it is that
I'm being asked to do.

Well, maybe you can't.

God, that is easy
for you to say!

You're in private practice.

You are in your own
separate little world

and if you don't like a case,
you don't have to take it!

Well, I don't have that luxury,
Tommy. Jonathan!

Oh, God... I'm sorry.

It's no big deal.

- I--I didn't mean--
- Hey, hey, hey!

It's no big deal.

I gotta go.

Yeah.

I'll see ya tonight.

Leukemia.

Diabetes.

Osteoporosis.

Hepatitis.

Emphysema.

These are just a few
of the terrible diseases

that we now have treatments
or tests for.

But these advancements
are all dependent

on the research of human cells.

Just like the ones found in
Mrs. Skarett's spleen.

Ladies and gentlemen,

you can find for Dr. Miles

and let him get back
to what he does best,

curing disease.

Or, you can find that
Mrs. Skarett

is entitled to profit
from a spleen

that she happily discarded
five years ago.

That'll be nice
for Mrs. Skarett

but devastating
for medical research.

Remember Jonas Salk?

He invented a polio vaccine.

Thank God
he didn't have Mrs. Skarett

as a patient.

You come to your doctor
to get well,

not to get rich.

Lucille Skarett got
everything she bargained for.

She got her life.

Don't believe that medical
research

will come to grinding halt

if you find for Mrs. Skarett.

Ethical researchers
won't be hurt,

only ones like Dr. Miles.

He may well have begun
his treatment

of Lucille Skarett
with care and concern,

but somewhere along the way
he began caring

more for what she could
give to him,

than what he could give to her.

He performed tests

unnecessary to her
physical well-being

but very necessary
to his financial well-being,

and he never told her
the real reason,

the five million dollar reason,

why he was doing them.

The tests may have been minor,

but they were not without risk.

And were an assault
on her right to privacy

and on her dignity.

Dr. Miles betrayed
his patient's trust.

And that's why my client
seeks compensation,

ladies and gentlemen.

To let doctors like him know
they have to deserve our trust.

I have something to say to you.

I didn't appreciate being
lectured in front of Benny.

I didn't appreciate the way
you were treating him.

We're talking about
what you did.

It was inappropriate.

You know what's inappropriate?

It's the little class system
you've got in your head.

To you the hired help
aren't people

so it's okay to bully them.

No one counts to you
unless they're making over

a hundred thousand a year.

I don't understand
the hostility

that comes out
whenever you're around me?

- Is it hormonal?
- Hormonal?

As in attraction you don't know
what to do with?

You egotistical, arrogant ass.

You can't understand
what I'm saying

so you boil it down to sex.

Well, let me go on the
record right now...

even the idea of sleeping
with you is so repulsive,

so totally nauseating

that I would rather be celibate

for the rest of my life.

Funny.

I don't recall asking.

David Lee has been your patient
for how long, Dr. Hayward?

Eight years. Ever since
he's been on death row.

And, what was your
psychiatric evaluation of him

when he first came there?

His delusions
were intermittent,

but he had
uncontrollable rages.

He said he heard
the voices of demons.

These episodes
became more frequent.

He stabbed himself twice
and attacked a guard.

That was when you decided to
medicate him with Haloperidol.

Yes.

Mr. Lee has been taking
Haloperidol now for two years.

- Has he changed?
- He's much calmer.

The rage episodes have stopped.

So you believe David Lee
is better off being medicated?

I've been a prison psychiatrist
for 25 years.

I have seen very
few men as...

tortured as David Lee was.

To be released from that...

my God, he has
to be better off.

Thank you, doctor.

Dr. Hayward,

how much time
have you actually spent

in psychotherapy
with Mr. Lee?

I see Mr. Lee six times a year.

Six times a year

for a maximum of 15 minutes
per visit,

primarily to monitor
Mr. Lee's medication.

The only sessions longer
than that

were the two times
you videotaped him.

You weren't interested in
treating Mr. Lee, Doctor,

you simply wanted
to control him.

You know how many inmates
I have to take care of?

Over a thousand.

You know how many of
them come to me psychotic

or brain-damaged
or on drugs?

There's no money...
to treat any of them.

I'm only a doctor.
I can't work miracles.

So you let Haloperidol
do it for you.

Even though it caused
Mr. Lee to have severe

involuntary spasms of his eyes,
his tongue and his throat.

Those are normal side effects

and controlled with
the same drugs as Parkinson's.

More drugs.

So each time you had
a problem with Mr. Lee,

you shot him up
with another drug.

- Objection, argumentative.
Conover: Sustained.

Doctor, did you consult
with anyone

before you decided
to medicate Mr. Lee?

Yes, I consulted with
the Executive Medical Officer

and I also discussed
the case with Warden Danforth.

In other words, you got
permission from your bosses,

who run a state prison!

The same state
that employs you!

The same state that wants
to execute David Lee!

Yes.

I have no more questions.

Mr. Foreman, has the jury
reached its verdict?

Jury: We have, Your Honor.
Pendleton: What say you?

In the matter of Skarett
versus Miles,

on the claim of breach
of fiduciary duty,

we find for the plaintiff
and order the defendant

to pay compensatory
damages in the amount

of 650 thousand dollars.

Thank you. We're adjourned.

That's ridiculous.
I want to appeal.

Could we have
a word in private?

About what? You won.

Mrs. Skarett has a proposal
she'd like you to consider.

Notwithstanding
the jury's verdict,

my client is prepared
to reduce her award in exchange

for other consideration.

- Like what?
- Renaming the cell-line.

We'd call it
the Skarett-Miles Cell-Line.

Absolutely not!

And you're willing to reduce
the award by how much?

- 100,000 dollars.
Susan: Why?

I work in the post office,
Dr. Miles.

I weigh packages
and I stuff post office boxes.

I know I didn't create
the cell-line,

but there's still a part
of me in it

and everytime somebody
uses that medicine

I'm there in a way,
helping them to get better.

I just want 'em
to know my name.

Alright.

The Miles-Skarett Cell-Line.

Draw up the papers.

Thank you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I know we said the office,

but maybe we start
the shot here, you know?

Trackin' through reception,

come by here,
toward the elevators.

What's going on here?
Who are you?

Uh, Rick Nash, Upside Films.

We're doing the location shoot
for Beaucoup Jeans.

This is Bloom and Associates,
isn't it?

No. This is McKenzie,
Brackman, Chaney and Becker.

Out. Susan Bloom rents
an office here.

Yeah, Susan Bloom.

She rented us
this location till 6 a.m.

We paid 8,000 bucks.

She signed off two weeks ago.

Excuse me.

Get me Susan Bloom.

She's on a plane to Vancouver.

She won't be back
till tomorrow.

Great.

Look, our managing partner
isn't here right now either,

and you'd have to have his
permission in order to do this.

Now, I'm sure Ms. Bloom
would be more than happy

to refund your money.

Now wait. We're talking
a lot more than that.

These guys
are all on the clock.

If you want to pull the plug,

it's about 30,000
down the drain.

If you're talking about suing

we have the best litigators
in town.

Hey. Isn't there some way
we can work something out?

If we damage or break
something we pay for it.

Alright, but just to make sure

I want our security people here

the whole time, billed to you.

Agreed. Okay.

No food, no drinks,

no tracking through reception.

Your contract
is for Susan Bloom's office

that's where you stay.

If any lawyers complain
we refer them directly to you.

And if I even smell you here

after 6:01 tomorrow morning,
we charge for another day.

Okay. We're all in agreement.

Good.
Uh, everyone to work please.

Roxanne: Not so fast.

It's now 4:57 p.m.

Your contract says
you start at 6 p.m.

For the next 63 minutes

nobody moves.

Conover: Anyone else,
Ms. Clemmons?

No, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'd like

to call one more witness.

I thought you were done,
Mr. Merrill.

I want the testimony
of David Lee.

The people have no objection.

I want him taken off
Haloperidol first.

What?

Your Honor, he can't
take him off medication

to determine if he should be
taken off medication.

Mr. Lee's testimony
would be wholly inappropriate.

David Lee is going
to die on Saturday.

When he isn't forced
to take drugs,

he can't understand that.
He is incompetent.

Then it violates
the Evidence Code.

The testimony of
the incompetent is excluded.

It's the only evidence that
counts here, Your Honor.

Does the real
David Lee understand

what's happening
to him and why?

He's gonna need time
to get him off the medication.

This is a blatant move
to force a stay--

How long do you need?

His current dosage wears off
in about 24 hours.

Zoey: You know
what will happen then, Judge.

Mr. Merrill will manufacture
yet another delay--

Conover: That's enough,
Ms. Clemmons!

We're talking about
a man's life here.

We will hear from
Mr. Lee tomorrow afternoon.

Court is adjourned.

Benny, we're almost
out of message pads.

Do you think you could put that
on the list of supplies?

I want to talk to you.

Honey, it's hard to talk

when you're having
your pores vacuumed.

I don't care. I'm not leaving.

Why don't you get
a cup of herbal tea.

You didn't hear a word I said
the other day.

You know, you and I need to have
a talk about your deal.

We're having this one first.

You wanted to know
when you were being offensive.

Well, renting this firm out
as a movie set is offensive!

I said they could shoot
in my office.

You know you give these
producers an inch,

they take a mile.

That's not the point.

You rented out
our place of business

like it was a,
a cheap motel room!

It was a favor for a friend.

We set it up days ago
and quite frankly, I forgot.

But I was gonna give you
a percentage.

Is that what everything
is to you, a percentage?

McKenzie Brackman
has principles.

We stand for something.

We don't ambush each other

and we don't sell ourselves out
to the highest bidder!

Honey, we're talkin' about
lawyers here.

I didn't say we were perfect.

But we try to have respect.

Let me tell you
about respect, baby.

I've had to sweat for it
all my life.

My family was dirt poor.

I went to a piss-ant college
in West Virginia.

And about a hundred pounds ago,

I worked my way through
law school as a stripper.

Now I've taken a lot
of crap to get where I am,

and one thing I've learned

is "play by the rules"

generally means

"pardon us while we screw you."

You changed the subject.

We were talking about
how you treat

the people you work with.

Boy, you don't give up, do ya?

Alright, if I have to be a good
little girl, I can handle it.

I hope so.

I can see
why they promoted you.

You are one hell
of an enforcer.

Jonathan: Hey, Benny.

Hey, Benny,
you want some coffee?

Uh, no thanks.

- How about a bagel?
- No.

Benny, I'm glad I caught you.

I gotta go.

Benny.

♪ What a friend
we have in Jesus ♪

♪ All our sins
and griefs to bear! ♪

♪ Precious savior,
still our refuge ♪

♪ Take it to the Lord
in prayer ♪

♪ Precious savior
still our refuge...♪

Can you tell me your name, sir?

♪ All our sorrows we share... ♪

Do you know
you're in a court of law?

♪ Take it... ♪

Do you know what crime
you were convicted of?

Do you know that
you are going to die

in the gas chamber
on Saturday.

I am the power and the glory.
I am Satan.

I serve the demons
and the demons serve me.

♪ In the blood... ♪

I have no more questions.

♪ ...in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ There's a fountain flowing
for the souls unclean ♪

♪ Are you washed
in the blood of the lamb ♪

You liked church,
didn't you, David?

You felt safe there.

Do you remember a house

across the street
from a church?

- Objection! Irrelevant.
Conover: Overruled.

Zoey: Who lived in the house,
David?

The lambs lived there,
didn't they?

Across from the church?

[gasps]

They had to.
They had to be close to God.

Zoey: Who were the lambs?

They were Ann
and Carrie Sternhagen.

Ann was four years old,
Carrie was six.

They were asleep in a bedroom

full of dolls
and stuffed animals,

when you broke in
and you strangled them.

You took
a piece of wire, David,

and you put it
around their necks.

- And you pulled it tight--
- I am the power!

I am the power!

You work for the demons
but you can't touch me!

And then you killed
their mother.

You killed their mother,

and you remember what you
did to her too, don't you?

- I am Satan!
Zoey: You beat her.

- The demons obey me!
- You raped her and then what?

What did you do, David? What did
the demons tell you to do?

I did what they said!

I cut her throat so she
could be with her babies.

They were the lambs
at the foot of God.

Zoey: What does God say, David?

What happens to people
who kill?

- Objection!
Conover: Overruled!

Thou shalt not kill, David!

What's going to happen to you?

You know the demons, don't you?

Zoey: What's going to happen?

You're going to kill me.

An eye for an eye.

I killed them,
now I have to die.

But I won't be there.

Before the President
drops in the gas--

I have nothing further.

But, if you tell anyone,
I have to kill you, too!

- Bailiff!
- No!

You can't touch me!

I am the power! Jesus knows.

Jesus told the demons.
I am the power!

Jesus knows.
Jesus told the demons.

I am the power!

I did what they said!

You got a minute?

Um, I'm pretty swamped here,
Jonathan.

This won't take long.

I'm not gonna apologize
for being with Zoey.

I don't expect you to.

It's still new for us, Tom.

That's why we hadn't told
anybody, but you would've been

Look. A, um...

I read some signals wrong

and I ended up
where I didn't belong.

It's my mistake, not yours.

You're my friend.

I respect your work

and I don't want this to affect

the way we deal
with each other.

Oh, it has to.

That's not sayin'
we'll never get past it.

Zoey says you haven't
returned her calls.

Well, yeah,

there used to be a phone
in here somewhere.

When you can, Tom...

she'd like to hear from you.

Sure.

When I can.

Benny, Frank Kittredge
is looking for you.

Benny!

Benny!

Benny!

What's the matter with you?

I've been trying to talk
to you all day.

You didn't really shoot
a messenger, did you?

No. That was
a figure of speech.

I've never shot a messenger.

A few witnesses, one judge,
but never a messenger.

That was a joke, right?

[laughs] Right.

Did you get your papers?

Yes, I did, thank you.

And I want to apologize
for the way I spoke to you.

I have a case going badly,

and I was taking it out on you.
I'm sorry.

- That's okay.
- Good.

Conover: I find this case
very troubling.

There are moral questions here

that are far beyond the scope
of this proceeding.

But, I can only rule on
the two petitions before me.

In the matter of removing
Mr. Lee's medication,

I find that he is a danger
to himself and to others,

and that it's in his
best medical interests

to be medicated
with Haloperidol.

The fact of his
impending execution

has no bearing on that.

I have listened to Mr. Lee's
unmedicated testimony,

and he has, in my opinion,

shown that he understands
his crime

and his punishment.

That's all the law demands.

I find, therefore,
that David Mason Lee

has been found
legally competent--

This is wrong, Judge.

Please don't do it.

I have no choice, Mr. Merrill.

Motion for a stay of execution
is denied.

Hayward: David, if you tell us

you want to take Haloperidol,

we can stop the shots
and give you pills.

David: The shots hurt.

I get bruises all over.

They don't have to hold me down.

I don't want to hurt them.

Hayward: But the medicine
makes you feel better?

Come in. [sniffs]

- Hi.
Tommy: Hi.

Um...

I came to give you these.

I should had done it
a long time ago.

I don't know
why I held on to them so long.

Tommy.

I apologize for not returning
your calls.

That was rude.

- Can we talk about it?
Tommy: No.

Jonathan's great...

and I wish you the best.

That's all there is to say.

I love you. You know that.

I love you, too.

Hayward: Medicine makes you
feel better?

David: I can sleep.

I don't hear the voices.

I feel pretty clear now.

I don't want to do things
to myself.

Hayward: You're making
good progress, David.

We'd like to keep you
on the medication.

Yeah, it's good for me.

I wish I had it before.

Maybe things would have been
different, you know.

Maybe I wouldn't be here.

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