All language subtitles for Law and order S15E04 - Coming Down Hard

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.

My husband's coming
in with the shirts

and I need these dresses
hand-washed, okay?

Hand-washed.

Phil, where's the other shirt?
What?

The pink Perry Ellis.

For God's sake, did you not
remember the pink Perry Ellis?

I can't believe you!
(GLASS SHATTERING)

Holy!
o“, my God!

Was that a bomb?
Not a bomb. Look.

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

PATTERSON: Peter Jenlow, 19-year-old
student at Atlantic Eastern.

Took a header out his dorm
room window, 12th floor.

Any witnesses?

Nah, but the whole block
heard him when he hit.

What about, like, a
roommate or something?

Terry Lipsky.
He ain't there now,

but we're trying
to locate him.

What do ya got?
Take a look.

Skin held up pretty good, but
everything inside was pulverized.

Pelvis,
lower extremities.

Looks like a Halloween
costume with nobody in it.

He's a good 15 feet
from the dorm.

If he'd just stepped out and
dropped, he would've landed

closer to the footprint
of the building.

Well, maybe he
had a running start.

Or a little help. That's
what I'm trying to say.

He's a college kid.
Maybe he's on drugs.

Hey, can you give us a call
when the toxicology comes in?

OFFICER: Sure thing.

Find any drugs? Nope,
prescription or otherwise.

Suicide note?

No sign of one. We'll send
his laptop to Forensics.

So what was this?
An accident?

Mmm-mmm.
Ledge is way too deep.

Get Latent to check
this open beer bottle.

Hey, this might be interesting.
Take a look at this.

Some kind
of a ledger.

Got numbers in this
column, dates...

But look how high
the numbers are.

Detectives?

There's a white substance
over on this table.

Looks like dust
and plastic.

There's nothing up here
now, but there was.

There's some marks
in the dust.

You know what? Maybe whoever took what was
up here tossed our boy out the window.

I don't know about that.
Maybe, just maybe.

Robbery-homicide?

Robbery-suicide.

Now, that would be a first.

When I couldn't cover his
tuition, he found a job.

How he did it with schoolwork
and sports... That's him.

Well, he was certainly
a good-looking boy.

Mrs. Jenlow, how was Peter
the last time you saw him?

Full of energy.

Making jokes,
running around.

He didn't seem upset?

I know what you're saying,
and you're wrong!

He wouldn't
have done that.

(VOICE BREAKING)
I know my boy.

I was here in the park with my girlfriend.
We were studying.

Hey, do me a favor. Write
down her name and number.

It's, uh, Karen...
Karen Coleman.

You could try in her dorm and her
family lives in Westchester.

Hey, listen, dude, did you
notice anything missing

when you got back
to your room?

It's not like I own
jewelry or whatever,

but my guitar and my mp3
player were still there.

How about Peter Jenlow? He
have anything worth stealing?

Look, it's not like me and Peter
really hung out or anything.

You shared a room. University housing.
They stuck us together.

You didn't get along
with Peter?

We didn't, like, not get along.
We just didn't mesh.

I mean, he was gonna move out and get a
place of his own in the East Village.

He could afford that?
Avenue D's pricey now.

Guess so, right?

He was bussing tables at, uh... You
know the Time Cafe on Lafayette?

Peter was a good kid.
Conscientious, reliable,

good with the customers.

Course I wasn't so happy
he stopped showing up.

He quit? When?

Four, five months ago.

Came in one day,
gave 24-hour's notice.

Apparently soccer practice
is more important.

Thanks, man.
Thanks.

So, he hasn't worked in five months
and he didn't tell his roommate?

Or his mother.

We won't have a full tox for a few
weeks, but as far as the prelim goes,

no hallucinogens,
amphetamines, barbiturates.

That's pretty clean
for a college kid.

We found an open beer
with prints on it.

Well, he didn't get to drink it.
(SIGHING)

You know, the university
clinic sent over his file.

Never saw the campus shrink, which isn't
to say that there weren't issues.

Bad grades,
a girlfriend?

Well, I checked for signs of
a previous suicide attempt.

Hard to tell, since there
wasn't much left to work with.

But he never slit his wrist and he
hadn't tried to hang himself lately,

so for now, it's
circumstances undetermined.

Thanks a lot.

FONTANA: My gut tells me
that kid jumped on his own.

Your gut say why?

Look, someone tosses a 180-pound
athlete out of a window,

you gotta find a room full of
broken furniture, busted glass.

Hey, what
are you saying?

That Peter put his beer down and said,
"Excuse me while I kiss the sky"?

(LAUGHS) There was this
lady in the Bronx,

took a header from six stories up.
We get to her place,

the eggs are boiling, the toast
has popped, the coffee is hot,

and there's a folded
newspaper on the table.

She couldn't wait
until after breakfast.

After you, handsome.

VAN BUREN: Talk to me. He's
thinking suicide, I'm not so sure.

Based on?

Based on the fact that Peter had
money to get a place of his own,

but he hadn't worked
in months,

he hadn't put any money into his
checking account, and check this out.

We still haven't figured out what
this ledger is we found on his desk.

Dates in one column, check
marks and the numbers?

"250, 250, 500."

$500?

That's some serious cash
for a full-time student.

You see what I'm saying?

Well, I'm curious. You?
Always.

So what's the next move?

We're gonna dump his phone,
see who he's been talking to.

His boss did say something
about soccer practice.

Peter was kind of
sensitive about money.

What do you
mean, "sensitive"?

The rich kids who go to school here?
It's all about hitting the club,

getting on the list for
some rave or something.

Same as anywhere, right?
Haves and have-nets?

Strictly off the record, do you
think that Peter was doing anything

off the books
to supplement his income?

I doubt it.
He was a straight arrow.

So how'd he
make ends meet?

My impression? Barely.

ED: He was broke?

His bank account
was overdrawn.

He had a check for, like, a
couple hundred bucks from, um...

I forget her name.
His roommate's girlfriend.

Oh, uh, Karen.
Karen Coleman.

He wanted me
to cash it for him.

ED: What was
the check for?

I think Terry
owed Peter money.

But Karen
wrote the check?

Why shouldn't she? She's not
exactly hurting for cash.

So I gave him money.
I was trying to be nice.

And how much
was that, exactly?

You tell me.

Can you just answer
the question, please?

A couple
of bills, maybe.

And what was it for?

You saw their dorm room, right?
It's like a closet.

One night, I wanted
to hang with Lips.

I told Peter if he got a
hotel room, I'd pay for it.

Lips?
(SCOFFS)

My boyfriend,
Terry? Lipsky?

You pay him
for anything else?

Like what?

Like drugs? Or like maybe you
owed him money for a bet?

Is Westchester even your
jurisdiction or whatever?

'Cause I'm not really
enjoying this.

Hey, look here, Miss Westchester,
we're investigating.

That means we can go
wherever we want,

ask whatever we want
to whomever we want.

So we can talk here at your
daddy's really nice house,

or you can come downtown with us to
our house, which is not so nice.

You know what?

I should call Bob.

FONTANA: Bob?
My dad's lawyer.

Well, you know what?

I'm curious as to why
you would need a lawyer.

Kids.

Hey, the last time somebody
was that defensive,

we found their mother under
the floorboards. Hmm.

A present
from the phone company.

Right after Peter
went out that window,

someone in that room placed
a call to Karen Coleman.

So Terry Lipsky was there.

He and the girl claim they were both
in the park when it happened, right?

Mmm-hmm. Studying.

Hey, here's something
very interesting.

I just got a positive on our snotty
little friend, Karen Coleman.

She was DEC'd
by a Detective Philips

from Manhattan
South Narcotics.

That's a major drug squad. What
do they want with a student?

That seemingly naive
Westchester princess

is moving some serious product
out of her dorm room.

We been sitting on her
for three months.

She sets her Prada boot out the
door, we get every move she makes.

She's under surveillance?
That's pretty heavy.

Marijuana, ecstasy,
mushrooms...

We're talking pounds here,
not nickel bags.

Who's her clientele?

Other students.

We've had a number
of close-call OD's.

Kids with a bad
reaction to her Ex.

Listen, do you think she has any
other kids dealing for her?

Maybe this
Peter Jenlow guy?

Nah, she's strictly
a one-girl store.

Even her boyfriend. She
keeps him high, that's it.

Well, when we talked
to her, she...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I gotta ask
you not to do that anymore.

Hey, my team's got 1,200 man-hours
in on this. If you raise her up...

Look, man, her friend died. It makes
sense that we would talk to her.

Sorry, fellas. You guys still wanna
punch her dance card, be my guest.

But the line
starts here, okay?

Thanks.

So if Jenlow wasn't
dealing, then what?

I'm thinking blackmail.

He threatened
to drop a dime on her...

So we are on
the same page, now.

You do think that
something happened to him.

Oh, no, wait a minute. No, no. I did
not say that, I didn't say that.

But I think we'd be crazy not to
play these two kids off each other,

hear what they
have to tell us.

Hey, man, I'm down with that.
But how we gonna do that?

We ain't supposed
to talk to Karen.

Yeah, but her boyfriend
doesn't know that.

It says you understand your rights
as they have been read to you,

despite the Bob Marley air-freshener
I smelled in your room.

Do I need a lawyer? Why,
do you think you need one?

I told you everything. I'll
sign it, I really don't care.

Forget that, we don't need it.
We're done.

We got everything we need to
know from your girlfriend.

You spoke to Karen?

She told us you called
her after Peter died.

She told us everything you said,
and she told us what you took

from that room
right before you split.

Well, well, well, Lips.

Looks like your new dorm room is gonna
be at the University of Rikers.

Hey, you don't go
to prison for this.

Oh, you don't go
to prison for murder?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
What, Peter?

You think I... Oh, no, I didn't touch him.
I swear to God.

Okay, come on, let's go. Let's go!
No, wait, listen! Listen!

We were in our room,
totally ignoring each other.

I... I go to the bathroom
for, like, two minutes.

I come back, and the...
The window's thrown wide open.

And I look out and he's
lying on top of some car.

But I don't know why
he did it.

I have no idea,
I swear to God.

We'll, let's say
for one second

that we do believe you.
What happened then?

I was freaking out.

I called Karen, and she said I'd
better take the weed and split.

The weed?

It was my weed, but it was just, like,
a couple of joints' worth, seriously.

Okay, so if Peter wasn't dealing,
how'd he make his money?

He was waiting tables.
You're a liar!

You were lying to us in the park
and you're lying to us now!

Look, I... I told you,
we weren't that close.

He was doing some other things,
some kind of research job.

And why was Karen
paying him money?

And don't tell us hotel rooms, because
we know it wasn't hotel rooms.

Wait, this isn't about that, is it?
About Peter writing her papers?

What?

English Lit? The Franco-Prussian
War of 18-whatever?

Look, I swear to God,
he didn't write any of mine.

He was doing
her homework.

We should really look into that,
it could be a misdemeanor.

I'm gonna phone
the commissioner's office.

He said he had a job
doing research.

So what if he did? We agree that Peter
Jenlow jumped on his own, right?

Hey, wait a minute. We
didn't agree on anything.

Oh, no, please say
that I'm right.

Well, please say that you're
comfortable telling the mother

that this was a suicide.

I'm comfortable with the fact that we
have a city full of actual criminals

committing actual crimes,

and we can't spend the months trying to
figure out what was eating this kid.

Hey, we got
a brand-new problem.

Another Atlantic Eastern studentjust
died, a girl named Alicia Cameron.

HOW?

Well, it wasn't the 18 floors from the
dorm room to the street that killed her.

It was the sudden stop.
Let's go.

FONTANA: Tons
of witnesses, Lieutenant.

She was on that ledge long enough for
the tourists to take their cameras out.

Two jumpers in a week.

It's a nightmare
for the university.

Copycat suicide.

The kids hear someone took the
plunge, it gets them thinking.

Well, at least we know
this one wasn't pushed.

Found this in her room. It look familiar?
VAN BUREN: Like the other one.

Exactly like it. Apparently you can
get these anywhere, but check it out.

Dates in one column, check marks,
numbers, exact same layout.

Could be schoolwork
if they shared a class.

They didn't.
I called the registrar's.

As far as I can tell, they
didn't even know each other.

Her parents are coming in on
the red-eye from Saint Louis.

Talk to them in the morning. See
what they can make of this notebook.

Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, have you
seen this notebook before?

It's Alicia's handwriting.
From school?

Her classmates say it's not.
Do you know if she had a job?

She said she was doing research
for a doctor at the university.

Did she mention his name?

Uh, I don't think so.
Uh, do... Do remember if...

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry.
I know this is hard.

(sum-nus)

Only so much we could cover over
the phone, you know, with Alicia

so far from home.

(sums)

Kids her age got a lot going on.
I figured

we'd catch up

when she got old.

I'm sorry.

This would be a research
position through the university?

I'm not seeing
those names.

Well, a job with a doctor
at Atlantic Eastern.

Could be
Atlantic Eastern Labs.

They're an affiliate of the
university, not a program.

But they do conduct
clinical research.

Can I see that?

That picture in the
paper made me so mad.

They'll do anything
to sell a paper.

Why do they think the university
tries to keep these things quiet?

Only makes it more likely
it's gonna happen again.

Wait, are you saying
there were more suicides?

No.

No, not recently.

Couple of attempts.

Do you remember the names?

I don't offhand.

Oh, come on, between us.
Nobody's gonna know.

I can't. Without authorization
from the university, I...

We're authorized.

I'm sorry.

All right.
We appreciate your help.

I'll be with you
in a second.

(INAUDIBLE)

Hmm.

Got it.

Get the hell out of here.
You got her phone number?

Well, yeah. What'd
you think I wanted?

Well, I was hoping you got the
names of the other students.

I got those, too. Stephanie
Lawson and Carolyn Marello.

Anyway, look at this.

Do you think this could
be Atlantic Eastern Labs?

"Volunteers needed
for clinical drug trial,

"$150 per week"?

So if the students weren't
doing the research...

I'm just thinking
they were the research.

We are running
a clinical trial,

but I'm afraid
Dr. Toomey's not in.

Yeah, well, we need a list of the
students involved. It's important.

If you can come back when the doctor's
here, I'm sure he'll be able to help you.

Excuse me, but did you know
that four of the people

that are involved
in your so-called

clinical trial
have attempted suicide?

Two of them have
actually succeeded.

Now, if word gets out, and
we'll make sure it gets out,

you're gonna have one hell
of a time finding people

who are willing
to risk their lives

for a few
stinking dollars.

I'll find a room
where we can talk.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Do you mind if I ask what
that notebook's for?

Oh, it's...

They give us the pills and
we write down the dosage

and when we took it
and how much.

It's to keep track.

So the numbers are
dosages, not dollars.

NAOMI: They're milligrams.

Do you know what kind
of a drug it is?

Some sort of
anti-depressant, I thin k.

They don't tell
us what kind.

We're studying the side effects
of a serotonin inhibitor

called Lumedapine.

Now, it's already been approved
for treatment for depression,

and now they're studying it to see if it
has any effectiveness in treating OCD.

Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.

We've increased
the dosage.

By how much?

Well, between two and four times what's
usually prescribed for depression.

Damn! Those kids
out there have OCD?

Oh, no, no, no, no. We're just
testing the side effects.

To participate, these subjects can't
have any history of mental illness.

Now, about that list?

Right. I'd really like
to be able to help you,

but without Dr. Toomey here, I just
cannot give you any of these names.

I told you earlier,
we have two dead kids.

Listen, how about this?

I show you some names, you tell me whether
or not they're part of your study.

Jenlow and Cameron are both
down as current trial subjects.

Uh, Marello and Lawson

both participated six and four
months ago, respectively.

Least we don't have to
wait for that tox screen.

Thank you.
Thank you.

TOOMEY: I'm not sure I share
your concern, Detectives.

But it's too soon
to draw any conclusions.

Well, when do you start
sharing our concerns, Doctor?

After a few more kids
have killed themselves?

Barden Pharmaceutical
is reviewing the study.

They've got the foremost experts in
clinical medicine looking into it.

But if you know something they don't,
by all means, give them a call.

I think we will.

Why didn't the review
happen months before?

Like when Stephanie Lawson
tried slitting her wrists?

I wasn't told
anything about that.

Hold on.

This girl wasn't
part of your study?

She stopped coming
to the clinic.

And that incident was never
recorded in her file.

Well, are you saying that
there were no warning signs?

That none of these kids said anything
or there weren't any symptoms?

I was instructed
by Barden Pharmaceutical

to gauge hair loss
and fatigue,

so that's what I had
my assistants working on.

Anything else was
outside our purview.

Your purview?

You're a doctor, Doctor.

You took an oath
to "First do no harm."

Weren't you more concerned about
the lives of your volunteers

rather than the rules
of some study?

If I'd realized anyone was
having an adverse reaction,

I would have taken
them off the drug.

(CHUCKLING SARDONICALLY)

I'm not a monster.

If you say so.

Excuse me.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Detective Green,
I think we just hit a nerve.

Mmm-hmm.

Before you go
digging up witnesses...

You wanna know
if it's worth it.

Guy's passing out pills
like they're lollipops.

He claims it's not his job to notice
anything other than... What was it?

Hair loss and fatigue.
Both of which I got.

If we had proof
that he was reckless,

if he clearly ignored signs a
professional shouldn't have missed,

maybe criminally negligent homicide.
He does four years.

Works for me. We'd need
someone to testify.

Well, there are some students
that were part of his study

who attempted suicide,
but lived to talk about it.

FONTANA: Lieutenant?
That's a pretty good start.

When Carolyn wouldn't
wake up, I called 911.

Ithank God I came home early.
Mom.

MRS. MARELLO:
They had to pump her stomach.

They don't need
every detail.

Yes, honey, they do!

She started acting strange
when she went on that drug.

Did you tell anyone
at the clinic?

Are you kidding?
I screamed it.

The doctor wouldn't
talk to me, of course,

but I gave that woman
who works for him an earful.

We have a witness
who told you months ago

how dangerous this drug is, and
you chose simply to ignore her.

(SIGHS)
I didn't ignore her.

So what happened?

(sum-nus)

Mrs. Marello called and...

Look, I have
a three-year-old.

I'm not even a nurse, my
training is in medical research.

If I get into trouble...
Miss Heras,

stonewalling detectives who are
conducting an investigation

is not a good way to stay out
of trouble or the penitentiary.

Oh, my God.

So, Miss Marello called?

It wasn't just her.
There were others.

Kids getting anxious,

having trouble sleeping.

I was worried,
but Dr. Toomey insisted.

He said, "Do not write anything
down unless I tell you."

He told you that? He said, "Do not write
anything down unless I tell you"?

It's his clinic.
His study.

Who pays for his study?

Barden Pharmaceutical.

If Dr. Toomey stops the study,
they won't renew his contract.

That's one reason to
overlook a few suicides.

TOOMEY: Who is it?

Those annoying New York City
detectives, sir.

MRS. TOOMEY:
Russell? Who's that?

Not a good time, guys.

Wejust have one question
we'd like to ask you.

What?

You know, I think it'd be
better if we were in private.

You said one question.
Yes, sir.

What size are your wrists?

A jury might question
your client's objectivity,

seeing as Barden Pharmaceutical
retains him as a consultant

for $50,000 a year.

It's a standard arrangement.

Page 2 lists the duties for which
he's being paid by Barden.

Oh, look. It's blank.

No duties. I guess you get
to write your own ticket.

It's not a crime to receive
payment for services rendered.

Unless he keeps the checks coming in
by ignoring potential fatalities.

DIXON: Why would my client
assume Lumedapine was at fault?

Statistically, there's
nothing conclusive,

and the available research
indicated there was no risk.

What available research?

Two articles published by the
Society of Practicing Physicians,

based on an earlier
clinical trial.

"Even at experimental
dosages of 500 milligrams,

"Lumedapine was proven
safe and reliable.

"Patients taking Lumedapine had
no significant side effects."

Except for suicide.

Criminal negligence requires a gross
deviation from the standard of care

a reasonable person
would observe.

You're a reasonable
person, Mr. McCoy.

If you read these two articles,
what would you think?

These articles were published by the
Society of Practicing Physicians.

Meaning?

Unlike reputable
or scholarly medical journals,

such as, say,
the one I edit,

the SPP is simply a group of doctors
working for Barden Pharmaceutical.

Not a huge surprise when they
endorse Barden products.

Talk about
a conflict of interest.

Tell you what else.

Most of the major pharmaceutical
companies retain absolute control

over the results
of their studies.

Even if he wanted to,
a researcher like Toomey

can't release findings
without Barden's permission.

You're saying that if a study
makes the drug look bad...

They sit on it.

Barden could have already held trials for
Lumedapine, gotten negative results,

and we wouldn't have
heard about it?

Quite possible. But then
I wouldn't know, would I?

As CEO, I am legally obligated
to protect trade secrets

in the interest of Barden
stockholders. Right?

Counsel says I'm right.
I'm sorry. Please.

We're not asking
for trade secrets.

What we want to know is if
there's any testing on this drug

you haven't released.

First let me say I am deeply distressed
by what happened to these kids.

But I don't know that there's
any connection to our study.

Well, if you really feel
for these victims

and their families,
Dr. Cedars,

you'll wanna help us in our
case against Dr. Toomey.

He's hiding behind articles
claiming Lumedapine is safe.

We both know that
that's not true.

You may think you know that.
We don't.

Let me show you something.

Egyptian, Old Kingdom,

several thousand years old. A
priest-physician treating a sick child.

How did he figure out which
herbs weren't poisonous,

let alone curative?

Trial and error.

Dr. Cedars...

It's still
trial and error.

Despite cat scans and
ultrasounds and DNA and X-rays.

Oh, look what
happened there,

Madame Curie
discovered radium.

And it killed her.

Tell me that you're not justifying these
suicides as the cost of doing business.

I resent that implication.

With any medicine, the line
between effective and toxic

is this close.

Do me a favor and don't lecture
me about helping people.

This is about money.

Yes, we make money
helping people.

That's the business
that we're in.

Where would you
be without us?

No vaccinations, no
antibiotics, no anesthetics.

Do you really want
to live in a world

without modern
pharmaceuticals?

Thank you.

Even if there was previous
testing of Lumedapine

which showed adverse reactions,
which you have yet to prove,

how is my client supposed
to know about that

when it takes a subpoena
to pry the studies loose?

The SPP articles were the
only research available.

They were published and distributed
by a medical group formed by Barden

for the sole purpose
of promoting their product.

Which has zero to do
with my client.

Unless you plan on using these
articles for your client's defense.

The jury's going to hear
testimony from Miss Heras,

who personally informed Dr. Toomey about
the calls from distressed patients.

No jail time. My client pays a fine
and does six months probation.

He serves four years.

Four years?

DIXON: Why would we
agree to that?

It's better than eight.

The doctor's looking at two
consecutive sentences.

What if my client

restricted the nature
of his observations

as a result of coercion
by a separate party?

We're listening.

Before the study began,

a Barden representative
called and insisted

I stay within the unusually narrow
parameters of the protocol.

Why wouldn't Barden want to learn
everything possible about their drug?

I don't know.

But he insinuated that if
the study was stopped,

Barden would never
work with me again.

That would have been disastrous
for me and the university.

Who was it
that called you?

I only know
he was from Barden.

I was so shaken, I'm not even
sure I asked him his name.

It makes sense. Why would Barden
Pharmaceutical fightoursubpoena

if they weren't
hiding something?

Unless they're protecting trade
secrets, which sounds plausible to me.

I mean, I've seen drug companies fold
after getting beat out by competition.

Concern for a company that
grosses $6 billion a year.

And provides
thousands of jobs,

and maybe just provides
a product worth paying for.

It's the biggest business in the
world, and anti-depressants

are the third most prescribed
drug in the world.

I think there's enough
profit to go around

without covering
up negative studies.

At the moment, we're not
sure those studies exist,

and Barden's entitled
to make a profit.

But if they caused
the deaths of two students...

By paying doctors to conduct
trials with their eyes closed.

Well, if that's true, that would
mean depraved indifference.

Murder two.

Well, I don't mean to pull
wheels off your tricycle,

but it sounds to me like you got a
long way to go before you prove that.

Jack, I found something.

A reference to
Lumedapine on the Web.

Only one?

It's in Danish.

You look like
you might speak Danish.

I had it translated.

A company called Remtek had a
clinical trial of Lumedapine

planned about four
years ago in Denmark.

It doesn't say
if it actually happened.

What time is it
in Denmark?

Well, Remtek's out of business,
so I looked into the researchers.

One of them works
in Fairview, New Jersey,

unless there are two
professors with the same name.

Two professors
named Forskerskoler?

My partner and I did testing
of Lumedapine for Barden,

but we can't
show you results.

Uh, they don't let you take these
kinds of things home with you.

Anything you can remember?

People sleeping too much.
Talking about death.

Depression.

Did anybody cause
themselves injury?

We couldn't include one of the
girls in the control group

because she stopped coming.

We learned
she was at hospital. Yeah?

She had not slept for
days, became delusional.

Then she took a pencil and
stabbed herself in the neck.

How many studies
were conducted?

Of Lumedapine?
SERENA: Yeah.

Three in Denmark.

And seven or eight
in Germany.

Interesting, yeah?

Interesting.

And enough to arrest Dr.
Cedars, don't you think?

Your Honor, my clients, Dr.
Cedars and Barden Pharmaceutical,

admit to the conduct
underlying the charges.

Was there a period
at the end of that?

The conduct
is not criminal.

I see.

Yes, Barden commissioned
clinical trials of Lumedapine.

Yes, it subsequently denied permission
to publish all but one of these studies.

Yes, it promoted Lumedapine with
excerpts and commissioned new testing.

Not one of these
actions is illegal.

Multiple deaths

from a drug Barden knew was lethal,
but continued to dispense.

It's not only illegal,
it's murder.

Excuse me? You have
no concept whatsoever of...

Seems to me there's enough
to let this go to ajury.

Motion to dismiss is denied.

In that case, move to exclude
the previous clinical studies

on grounds that
they contain trade secrets.

If you want to protect your
secrets, redact chemical formulas

and processes
of manufacturer.

RILLARD: Your Honor,
the proprietary nature...

I agree with Mr. McCoy.

Studies are in,
formulas out.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Yes?

Mrs. Jenlow?

I'm sorry to bother you.

How can I help you?

A few days
before Peter died,

I got a call.

Whoever it was,

they were weeping.

I said, "Who is this?"

They didn't answer,
so I hung up.

It was your son.

For him to do
what he did...

I couldn't accept it.

I told the police...
l told them he was fine.

It didn't hurt the case, I promise.
We've got plenty of testimony.

Of course.

But thank you
for coming in.

This company.

Barden,

if they hadn't kept
those other trials secret,

would they have gone
ahead and done this one?

The one that killed my son?

I concluded that, "At dosages
of 250 milligrams or higher,

"Lumedapine poses a significant
risk, with side effects,

"including mania
and suicidal behavior."

Professor, what happened when the results
of your clinical study were complete?

Barden decided
to not release it.

JACK: Was there something
flawed about your study?

No.

In fact, of twelve clinical
trials of Lumedapine

the company commissioned,
they released only one.

Did that trial significantly differ
from the trial you conducted?

Yes. The study that was
released was the only study

which concluded that,
at higher dosages,

Lumedapine is beneficial and
poses no significant risks.

Professor, what is the effect of this
selective release of information?

You do enough studies,

one is likely to be
positive by chance, yeah?

If that's all
the doctors read,

they think the drug is safe.

Even if it isn't?

Even if it kills you.

Last fall, I found out I'd gotten early
admission to a great MBA program.

JACK: Did you look
forward to that?

Really excited.

Were you experiencing
any depression?

No, not even close.

And I wasn't stressed out, since
I already got in to grad school.

What about after you
began taking Lumedapine?

Everything changed.

I started having
these mood swings,

feeling like a failure.

I started feeling like,

secretly, everyone wanted
me out of their lives,

my boyfriend
and my parents.

That I was this terrible
disappointment to them.

Despite what
you'd accomplished.

I know it doesn't
make any sense,

but at the time...

(sums)

Did you act
on these feelings?

I locked myself
in the bathroom,

took a razor blade
and sliced my wrists

here and here.

My father heard me fall
when I passed out.

He said he'd never
seen that much blood.

All this happened when?

Four months ago.

How are you feeling now?

I'm off the drug.

I'm not having those
thoughts and feelings,

but sometimes I see my dad.
He's still afraid,

and I feel like he'll never quite
see me the same way ever again.

And I can't help him, 'cause I
don't understand it either,

how I could do
that to myself.

I'm

SO aware HOW

of how badly
I want to stay alive.

In the decade
I've worked at Barden,

I've overseen the development
of dozens of pharmaceuticals.

Ever known an experimental
drug to cause a fatality?

Yes, I have.

Would you tell
us about it?

Sebrunol is a platinum-based
chemotherapeutic agent

we thought would be effective
in treating cancer.

Objection, immaterial.

I'll allow it. Go ahead.

Did the fatality affect your
assessment of Sebrunol?

There were several deaths,
presumably as a result of treatment,

and other negative indications. We
were skeptical, to say the least.

I advised the company to stop
testing, but Dr. Cedars,

he wanted to keep going.

Turns out, Sebrunol is the most
effective drug we've ever produced.

It's saved thousands of lives
in the past few years.

I was doing catch-up
on discovery.

Discovery? You're
halfway through trial.

The defense disclosed dozens of boxes of
paperwork. They're trying to drown us.

They have nine paralegals
and we just have me,

but I don't think that they
meant to disclose this.

Miss Southerlyn,
you've outdone yourself.

Do I get to see it?

Well, let's see if Dr. Cedars can
wiggle his way out of this one.

Yes. research
and development is risky.

It's also the most expensive and the
most crucial aspect of drug production.

Last week, I saw
a very young boy

nearly suffocate
during an allergic reaction.

But one injection
of epinephrine

and he was breathing normally.

You would have
thought it was magic.

I had to remind myself
that drug came at a price.

It always and only
comes at a price.

Dr. Cedars, why continue
testing Lumedapine

when the previous trials were so troubling
you declined to have them published?

Here is how I determine whether
a drug warrants testing.

Imagine the person that you
love most in the world.

Imagine your son or daughter
ravaged by disease, in agony,

crying out for help.
Now ask yourself,

"What would I
give for a cure?

"What would I be
willing to risk?"

So those two fatalities
arejustified?

No. Those were a tragedy.

You think I'm blind
to that? I'm not.

But you are implying
there's a calculated risk?

Oh, yes, on a larger scale,
there is. Absolutely.

People want guarantees.

As long as we develop
new medicines,

someone will die testing it.

That's a promise.
You, me, someone.

Despite safeguards
and best intentions,

there will be tragedies.

Pregnant women taking
Thalidomide, for instance.

And yet that very drug is now being used
effectively to treat malignant tumors.

So you were hoping Lumedapine
would have other uses,

and that was your only
reason to continue testing?

Of course.

Dr. Cedars,

when was Barden's exclusive patent
on Lumedapine due to expire?

Our patent expires
early next year.

And once your patent lapses,

other companies
can cut into your profits

by introducing generic: versions
of Lumedapine, is that right?

Takes enormous sums of money
to develop new treatments.

We're entitled...
Did you effectively ensure

a three-year extension
on your patent,

and hundreds of millions
of dollars of profit,

simply by entering
Lumedapine

into additional clinical
trials for alternate usages?

Your Honor...

I'd like to mark this as
People's Exhibit 18, YourHonoL

A letter generated
by Barden attorneys

concerning the extension
of patent exclusivity.

Communications with legal counsel
are obviously privileged.

This document was
disclosed by the defense.

RILLARD: Obtaining
a patent extension

is not proof of guilt,
Your Honor, but to ajury...

Objection sustained.
I'll exclude the document.

Your Honor.

Jury will disregard the reference
to Barden's patent exclusivity.

Is that understood?

I would have hoped we'd
have a verdict by now.

Well, at least the jury heard how
Barden profited from those studies.

On the other hand, if even
one juror has got a relative

whose life depends on pharmaceuticals
that fight cancer...

This could go either way.

Well, Dr. Cedars
is facing jail time.

If I were him, I think I'd
be in the mood to listen.

All right, Mr. McCoy.

Tell us why we're here.

I'm offering to drop
the murder charges

if the defendant agrees
to the following conditions.

Defendant pleads
to criminal negligence.

You know we can't admit
to any criminal liability.

In addition, Barden Pharmaceutical
agrees to make the Lumedapine studies

and all future studies
of any drug they develop,

accessible to doctors
through a medical database.

Are you crazy?

I built this company.

You think I'd lay it open to a
billion dollars in lawsuits?

You think it's so terrible
for a drug to turn a profit?

What about the fact
those profits are used

to fund treatments
for Leukemia or Alzheimer's?

I have no problem with
your company making money.

This is about Peter Jenlow
and Alicia Cameron.

The hell it is!

Remind your client that we
have ajury out on charges

that carry a mandatory 15
or 25 years-to-life.

If he pleads,
no jail time?

We can live with that.

I'm glad you can
live with that.

Did you cause Barden
Pharmaceutical

to conceal results
of eleven clinical trials,

which indicated Lumedapine

was potentially harmful
at dosages

of over a 125 milligrams?

Dr. Cedars?

Dr. Cedars, please respond.

Yes, I did.

JACK: And did you knowingly facilitate
the dispensing of Lumedapine

at dosages ranging from a
125 to 500 milligrams?

SERENA: He laid it all out.

Now some hotshot trial lawyer can hit
Barden with a massive class-action suit.

I'd save my tears for the
Jenlows and the Camerons.

Oh, I'm not
defending Dr. Cedars.

I just hate to see Barden put out of
business because their CEO got greedy.

You wouldn't happen to have a particular
hotshot trial lawyer in mind, would you?

I'm meeting him
at Raoul's in 20 minutes.

Do me a favor, Jack?

Make sure the victims
get some of the money.