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Okay, nobody's here.

Just you and me.

Tell me about Midnight.

Tell me something good, next round's on me.

Come on, what's the big deal?

Everybody knows about the guy.

Nobody talks about him.

Yeah, there's a reason for that.

Was he just a cleaner or was he a hitman, too?

I mean, did he really use suitcases?

I'm tellin' you, I smashed that shit.

Sharon with the titties Sharon?

Yes, titties, all up in it.

Can I get you anything else?

We're gonna close up in a little bit.

Question.

This guy down at the end of the bar

talkin' to the bartender, you happen to know his name?

Galen, he's a good guy.

Yeah, I thought that was him.

Thanks, Tara.

Hey.

Everybody's so scared of the guy.

What the hell did he stop for?

Somebody killed his point man,

then they sent out pictures of the point man's body

in several pieces, alright?

It's the kinda situation that doesn't leave you

any good choices.

No, no it may have been rough on him, but he had choices.

I mean, you always got choices.

Alright, I tell you what.

I'll tell you a story,

but it's not the story you wanna hear.

Can't buy you with free booze.

I'll take what I can get.

Make it a good one.

Can I help you guys?

Galen, how you doin', man?

It's me, Tommy's brother.

- Oh yeah, Jack. - Yeah, man.

Yeah, you clean up good.

I almost didn't recognize you.

Thanks, man.

Who's your boy?

So did you really work with Midnight?

Come on, man.

I just told you about that, dude.

Galen, I apologize for my friend.

We're gonna take off, man.

Just wanted to stop by and say hey.

Okay, and if I need you, I'll give you a call, alright?

I got your mother's number memorized.

Alright.

That's funny.

Now take your boy the fuck out of here.

Yeah, man.

Galen, good seeing you, man.

- Come on, man. - It's nice to meet you.

Next subject.

Hey, I think somebody's stealing that Camaro outside.

Oh shit.

Hey!

Come here!

Come here you fuckin' punk.

Come here.

Fuckin' piece of shit.

Punch like a fuckin' car thief.

Like stealin' people's cars, huh?

Huh, you fuckin' punk?

Hey kid, good lookin' out, I appreciate that.

Don't mention it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

We don't get paid if you kill him, Junior!

Man, what you mean?

You should be thanking me man, gimme this.

Please tell me he ain't fuckin' dead.

He's not dead.

No thanks to Junior.

Bastard just walked off.

Fuck.

What the fuck are you doin'?

Yo chill, man.

That's just my girl, dog.

God, that's why I got no sex life fuckin' with y'all, man.

Get over it.

Ain't none of us got a sex life for the next five days.

Let's go.

Luke.

Luke.

Luke.

The coroner's table again.

You know, I'm trying to be professional here,

but this whole episode makes me angry.

They had no right.

You didn't need to see Corinne like that.

I guess they thought I'd confess.

They harass you and the real killer goes free,

and all they've succeeded in doing is making my job harder.

Gee, that's encouraging.

Sorry.

I shouldn't have said that.

Let's just change the subject.

You said that you had free three-day weekend trip.

I was hoping you forgot about that.

Is that this coming weekend?

Yeah, it's this new spa in Scottsdale,

but it's my first trip without Corinne.

I just don't think I'm ready for that yet.

Do you know when you'll be ready?

Do you know the day or the month even?

I don't know.

I mean, isn't this why I'm seeing you?

I think you misinterpreted my function.

I'm supposed to be the proverbial crutch,

not the motorized wheelchair.

Wow, that's harsh.

I'm being harsh because I was just like

this two years ago.

I worked with a man who,

he was dedicated to helping people.

People would come to us broken,

and we would send them back whole.

It was truly inspiring work.

And one horrible night he was murdered.

Oh, that's awful.

And just when I thought that things couldn't get

any worse, my brother was killed by a drunk driver.

Oh my God.

But my brother was a very wealthy man,

and in his will he left me enough to rebuild my practice.

Silver lining.

Anyway, I got better.

Like I say, the work must continue.

The work must continue.

That's right, yeah.

I think that weekend would be good for you.

Go.

If you have a terrible time, you come back,

you complain to me.

I'm here for you.

Mr. Palmer, my name's Vernon.

I'm right outside if you follow me, please.

Hey Vernon, somebody left their glasses back here.

Looks like maybe it's a woman's.

It's monogrammed A.P.

Just go ahead and leave 'em back there.

I'll return 'em at the hotel.

Vernon, can you turn on the AC please?

Actually, there's a console back there with you.

Yeah, I see it, but it's not working.

I mean, I'd roll down the window, but it's like 110 outside.

Alright, I'll pull over and take a look.

You know my wife, she would've really liked this.

She died two years ago.

I'm really sorry to hear that, Mr. Palmer.

Must be extremely difficult.

Yeah, yeah it is.

It's my first trip without her.

Wow, first trip, huh?

Corinne was a very special lady.

She was, wait, how did you know her name was.

What are you doin'?

Don't fight it, Luke.

How did you know?

Don't fight it.

I don't wanna hurt you.

I'm here to help.

Hey, hey wake up.

Hey you, you, you, wake up, wake up.

Wake up, hey, hey, wake up.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

You.

Oh shit.

Why would someone put me in here with you?

Don't bullshit me.

The courts couldn't do it, so you did it yourself.

I had a needle in my neck.

Yeah, well I got zapped, then I got my needle.

Now I'm in here with you dressed like I'm back in county.

I swear I had nothing to do with this.

Last I remember it was Wednesday.

When they get you?

I don't know, at the Phoenix Airport on Friday.

Phoenix?

I was at a bar in L.A.

Gentlemen, my name is Justice.

You have been brought here to retry the case

of California versus Terry for the murder of Corinne Palmer.

Oh, you gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me!

I'm here to see an honest verdict

reached without technicality.

Hey, this is bullshit!

Mr. Palmer, please open the top drawer

of the desk in front of you.

Hey man, this is bullshit!

Come on, man, what is it?

That ring was recovered

from the defendant's glove compartment.

For trial, a search warrant could not be secured.

- Another technicality. - Come on, man.

Can't you see this is a setup, huh?

I mean, if this was legit, they'd go to the cops.

No, they can't.

That would be double jeopardy.

The law says you can't be tried for the same crime twice.

Correct.

The trial is scheduled for two days,

consisting of two separate 12-hour sessions.

Two days?

After the second session,

a verdict will be reached and justice served.

What if he refuses to answer me?

The defendant's chair is electrified.

The electricity is controlled by the red button.

Please feel free to test it out.

No, hey don't do that!

Don't do it!

Hey, he believes you!

Don't do it, man.

Justice, since I'm in here too and you took

my wallet and my phone, aren't I a prisoner just like him?

Mr. Palmer, once a verdict is reached

in your case, you will be safely returned to your home.

I must go.

Court is now in session.

Maybe you're not behind all this.

That's what I been trying to tell you.

And I don't think we're the only case, either.

There's some other plaintiff.

It's a woman with glasses, her initials are A.P.

Oh.

Oh, look who's here.

What are you doin' here?

You, you killed Tanner.

You bastard.

The court said I didn't.

Maybe you shoulda hired a different prosecutor.

Maybe I shoulda been drug tested.

Stop, stop gloating.

Stop it.

You're a murderer.

You're a murderer!

My pro bono kicked your fuckin' prosecutor's ass.

You know why?

Because I'm innocent, that's why.

You think kidnapping me is gonna bring your kid back?

That what you think?

I didn't do this.

I didn't do this.

I think I was drugged.

They drugged me.

They beat the shit out of me.

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt really bad?

Oh, what do you care?

Yes, it hurt.

Good.

You should feel some pain.

You're sick.

You destroyed me.

Not only did you take away my child,

but you killed my marriage.

Your old man left after the kid died?

You really know how to pick 'em don't you?

Don't you?

Mrs. Astrid Page,

you are here to retry the case

of California versus Henry Callas for murder

in the death of your son, Tanner Page.

Oh my God.

- Mrs. - Page, during the trial,

the prosecution was unable to use DNA evidence

against Mr. Callas because the findings were inconclusive.

Yes, yes they found his body in a lake,

but the DNA was washed away.

Please open your top desk drawer.

I knew it.

I knew it.

You knew what?

Your son's fingernails produced

sufficient DNA for a partial mitochondrial DNA test.

There was a positive match for the defendant's blood type,

sex, and ethnic origin.

However, these results could not be admitted at trial,

a technicality.

Nothing to say, huh?

Really, this is all bullshit.

You know it, it's bullshit.

We've provided the red button for you,

but please don't abuse it.

Who's your friend, hm?

Hey, that ain't no lady with glasses.

Well, at least we know the red button works.

Yeah, that ain't good news for all of us.

Yeah, I don't get it.

These look like real court documents,

but there's no way this is a real court.

I could tell the guards worked in lockup before.

They move like COs.

I mean, they're doing this in multiple states,

and the timing is perfect.

How big do you think this thing is?

I don't know.

Goddamn it, Keisha?

Keisha, is this you on some child support shit?

For the last time, it is not my kid.

What you need to do is find a motherfucker with a job

with your triflin' ass.

Mia?

You know where the hell we are?

I think we're in Arizona.

I think it's Saturday.

Okay, Thursday I leave a bar, three guys jump me,

they put me in a van.

Who did you tell?

What?

No one, I didn't say anything.

Mia Orlando, my name is Justice.

18 months ago, your husband Paul was shot to death

in your home with a 25-caliber handgun.

As you know, no charges were filed.

Mrs. Orlando, please open the top drawer

of the desk in front of you.

We learned that the defendant purchased a 25-caliber handgun

a week before Paul's death.

Mia, you better stop this shit.

The defendant also received

a phone call on the night of the murder.

Yo, if you don't stop it, I will.

And rushed out of a night club,

not to be seen for several hours.

Insufficient evidence to charge the defendant,

a technicality.

Yo, you know who bought that gun, who wanted that gun?

It wasn't me.

It was Mia, 'cause Mia--

Fuck!

That wasn't the same guy that was screamin' earlier.

Yo, you okay?

Hey, hey you don't look so good.

- Mr. - Palmer, do you need assistance?

No, no that won't be necessary.

Hey, I need some fuckin' assistance!

Hey Justice, yeah he's on vacation.

That story will hold up.

But I got friends and family.

They're gonna come lookin' for me.

- Mr. - Palmer, please use the keyboard

to search for the defendant's name.

The screen will be projected on the wall

so you both can read it.

Email and social media have been disabled.

Good bye, Mr. Palmer.

Unbelievable.

I was killed in a car fire?

Last Wednesday when they took you.

Oh that's bullshit.

Even if they had a body, the DNA wouldn't match up.

No look, see it says here that

they used dental records to identify your body.

Nah, nah man, somebody will see through that.

I don't know, man.

Says you were buried this morning in Los Angeles

at Forest Lawn.

Fuck.

My dad, he bought a plot so he could be buried

with all his kids.

Spent his last dime doin' it.

Who the hell are these people?

I don't know, but I bet you that A.P. lady's

got a wall screen too.

Look, what do you want me to say?

How many times you want me to tell you?

Please, I didn't kill your kid.

I didn't kill your kid.

I didn't kill your kid.

I didn't kill your kid.

You keep lying, I keep pressing.

I did not kill your kid.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Mrs. - Page, please use the keyboard

to enter the defendant's name.

You will find some compelling evidence.

This should be good.

That's bullshit.

Says I died.

I'm here, I'm right fuckin' here.

You own a boat?

Yeah, a small one, a fishing boat.

That's my boat, the rest is bullshit.

This is really bad.

You hit your head and lost so much skull tissue that I just,

I don't see how you could've survived this.

Shit.

Oh but hey, least we know how you got that hideous bandage

on your head, huh?

Wow.

Nothin' to say to that.

Oh, oh, oh, no wait, listen this is really good.

The current was so strong that it probably

washed away out to sea.

You're really gettin' off on this, aren't you?

You're a real sicko.

And to top it all off,

I get to make up for my pitiful prosecutor.

Well, why don't you go after him?

He's the one that screwed you, not me.

No, you're here.

I have dreamed about this.

I think I might be obsessed.

You think?

You need a shrink.

No, no I know exactly who I am,

and I know who you are, too.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

It's just, it was never said in the trial

that you owned a boat.

Tanner's body was found in a lake,

so it's just too many coincidences, Callas.

Just too many.

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

Okay, Troy, I'm getting scared.

You know, Paul had you scared too, right?

Scared pretty girls always got trouble.

So I called a friend to help me.

And look where it fuckin' got me.

Thanks.

Please don't swear at me, Troy.

Hey, we should talk.

I'll tell you whatever you wanna know,

but you gotta tell me about your wife.

Talk to you about Corinne?

No way.

Why not, what's the big deal?

Tell me what made her so great.

I already know what they found in her system.

Yeah, thanks to your lawyer, of course.

Hey, I was facing the needle for that shit.

He was just doing his job.

So did Corinne ever cheat on you?

Don't say her name!

She ever get high in front of you?

I mean, she probably thought she was hidin' it,

but a man knows when his wife's stoned out of her mind.

Now you're gonna answer my questions.

Yeah, like what?

Like where were you on the evening of October 25th

two years ago?

I already told this to the courts.

I was in the valley, the west valley.

You received a text that said "I'm leaving now."

Who was it from and from where?

A friend of mine was doing business

in a dangerous part of town.

They text me to let me know they made it out of there safe.

You didn't mention that in court.

What do I look like, a fuckin' rat?

The business wasn't exactly legal.

Later that night you made another call

to a throwaway phone.

Well, I called a lady I was seein'.

She a criminal too?

No, but her ass should've been against the law.

So are we done or what?

I mean, you got any more fuckin' questions?

Yeah, one more.

How'd this end up in your glove box?

Got it from a guy.

You gotta give me more than that.

Look, this thing's a lot bigger than your fuckin' wife.

Hey you get this straight, asshole.

Nothing's bigger than my wife, you hear me?

Asshole?

Fuck you.

Fuck me, really?

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, you don't gotta do that.

What guy?

Gimme a name!

Alright, calm the fuck down.

It's Dwayne, Dwayne Grover, okay?

He had the ring and wanted me to sell it.

So how'd you get ahold of it?

I killed him.

You what?

You fuckin' heard me.

Wait, you're gonna admit to killin' him

but you're not gonna admit to killin' my wife?

That's because I didn't kill your wife, Sherlock.

So you're saying this Grover guy did?

How'd he even get to her?

Look, Grover's a dealer, your wife's a user.

Add it up.

Do the math, carry the one.

But even if what you say is true,

being a dealer is a far cry from being a murderer.

Well, you know, he gives her a free taste,

gains her trust, sets her up to rob her.

Shoots her in the face with a shotgun?

Why should I believe you.

Because I know about the rest

of your wife's jewelry, alright?

Pair of earrings, two necklaces, a watch,

a bracelet, charm bracelet right?

- Oh, and an ankle-- - Ankle bracelet.

- Yeah. - That's right.

I also know when you went to claim her body

the rest of the jewelry wasn't there.

That's right, I got it back a week later.

Yeah, it's 'cause they gave you some lame fuckin' excuse.

Yeah, they misplaced it in the evidence locker,

but how do you know this?

Yeah, right, 'cause it's fuckin' bullshit, that's how.

Look, Grover must've flipped out, he shot Corinne, then he--

Look, don't say her name.

Then he put Corinne in the car,

made it look like a bad carjacking,

minus a purse and jewelry.

Look, he knows I'm very well connected.

Wants me to fence off the jewelry.

That's the way I see it.

Why didn't you sell it?

It's over two carats.

Come on.

I mean it was only a few days after she was killed.

Block was hot, cops are everywhere.

No fuckin' fence in his right mind woulda touched that ring.

This is really hard to believe.

Go ahead, check it out for yourself.

You be the judge.

They found Grover down in the projects

and in the same apartment he was dealin' drugs from.

How do I know you're not makin' this up?

Did I make up the Internet too?

You had your questions, Palmer.

Now let's see if you can handle the real answers.

Fuck.

God, God.

Oh, how's it feel, Callas?

I've got a button and you don't.

How's it feel Callas?

- Feel it! - Goddamn it.

Feel it, goddamn it!

Mrs. Page,

this is not a torture chamber.

If you want to get an answer, you need to ask a question.

I asked him a lot of questions,

and the answers were all wrong.

No they weren't.

My button's broken.

Not broken, just disabled.

When you calm down, I'll reactivate it.

Okay, okay, okay, I'll be good.

I'll be good, I promise.

I'll be fine, just okay?

Good bye, Mrs. Page.

Wait.

Fuck!

Fuckin' fuck!

Fucker!

Fuck you!

They took your toy away from you.

What are you gonna do, brown-haired bitch?

Why don't you go fuck yourself, pedophile?

Don't call me that.

I'm just a fucker that's stuck in this chair.

Do not, do not tell me that this is just random.

You know, we're the same, you and I.

We're a lot more close than you think.

We're nothing alike, you just stop it with your bullshit.

You think you're the only one that ever lost someone

in this world and then went off the deep end?

You have never, never lost anyone as precious as Tanner.

You'll never understand.

I know what you're feeling.

I swear to God I know what you're feeling.

Bullshit.

It's bullshit.

It's bull-fucking-shit.

Bull-fucking-shit, bullshit!

You think nobody understands you.

Your husband comes home and he wants to make love,

and that's the furthest thing from your mind.

And your friends, they wanna talk to you

and make you feel better, but it just feels wrong.

You have a very active imagination.

Oh yeah?

And the worst thing you could see is someone coming over

with their kid to try to make you feel better.

Make you fuckin' feel better?

Idiots.

What do you know about that?

I lost a wife and a child.

Don't you lie about that.

Don't you dare lie about something like that.

You should never lie about that.

My wife died giving birth to a premature daughter.

Then three weeks later my daughter died.

You know what, we had it all ready.

We had little painted butterflies on the wall.

Brown-haired butterflies.

Clothes, furniture, and food,

and the worst thing I ever had to do was to pack it all up

and throw it in the fuckin' dumpster.

Yeah.

Did anyone help you?

No, they all ran for the hills.

All of my wife's friends,

they were either pregnant or new moms,

and they looked at me like you're some kind of a disease

that I might catch.

I know that feeling.

Yeah well, that three weeks destroyed my life.

Totally destroyed my life.

I went feral.

I broke into a house, just like clockwork.

No, see that's where you and I are different,

because it's not clockwork for me.

Fuck you!

You're not listening.

You know, before your kid died you could've never

imagined shocking the shit out of somebody

locked in a fuckin' chair.

Oh, God no.

Organized religion is for people that are afraid

to go to hell.

Spirituality is for people that have already been there.

I have loved our talk.

I enjoyed my brown-haired talk.

Thank you so much for havin' this little talk.

Yeah, you wanna talk?

Do you wanna talk, Callas?

- Do you wanna talk? - Yeah.

Okay, okay Callas, let's talk then.

You ever heard of a man named Midnight?

No.

Midnight's the kinda guy you hire

for a situation like this.

I watched him do his thing one time.

Yeah, and what does this Midnight man do?

He's what you call a cleaner.

He always said the bigger the city, the smaller the pieces.

So in the Arizona desert you could dump a body whole,

but a big city like L.A.?

Okay, can you just stop?

I really don't wanna talk.

Look, I'm not cussin' at you.

What you gonna do, shock me again?

Big city like L.A., you gotta improvise.

He used suitcases.

Suitcases?

You can actually fit a human body

into two large rollin' suitcases.

First you gotta drain the blood,

then you can do it in nine cuts.

Okay, okay, I don't wanna hear anymore.

Alright, you start at the pelvis.

So both legs at the pelvis, that's one, two.

You know what, no I'm not lettin' you do this.

You're just trying to scare me.

But you know what?

You're gonna regret it.

Oh my God!

Uh oh, uh oh!

Whoops, better call an electrician.

I think it's broken.

It's not broken.

The system has an automatic shutoff.

In addition, your misuse of the button suggests

that it should be disabled for the time being.

Good bye, Mrs. Orlando.

No, no, no Justice, wait.

Justice?

Yeah, no more button.

No more button, you fuckin' triflin' ratchet bitch.

What you gonna do now?

Oh really, so now you're just gonna torture me

by cursing at me, Troy?

Really mature.

So what, next you're gonna start trying to scare me

with these stories about Mr. Midnight coming to get me?

You know, actually he got forced into retirement.

Whatever.

Somebody got to his point man and put his parts

in a couple of suitcases.

Then they sent around pictures of the suitcases.

Can we just talk about something else?

Okay, okay, I got something I know you wanna hear about.

I know, I know it, Mia.

I know, I know, I know, I know it.

I know who Paul was sleeping with,

and I ain't telling you shit.

You know who the bitch is?

Uh huh.

- Tell me, Troy. - Uh uh.

I swear to God, if you don't tell me,

when that button comes back on--

Don't fuckin' threaten me.

My threats should worry you.

It's only me and you in here.

See, but what you don't realize is that this thing

is bigger than you and me.

Paul set a lot of bad shit in motion and he hurt

a lot of people.

I know that, he was my husband.

I'm not talkin' about him blowing a couple of cases.

That affair he had went way beyond the DA's office.

You know, speaking of that affair,

you were gonna tell me who the woman was.

What woman?

Don't play with me, Troy.

Well, you can't expect me to tell you now.

We got three whole days.

This is incredible.

It says here Grover died five days after Corinne was killed.

Why didn't you say anything at the trial?

So to prove my innocence of murder,

you'd have me confess to another murder?

Do I have that right?

Yeah, I see your point.

It says here that police recovered thousands of dollars

worth of cash, weapons, and jewelry from his apartment.

Yeah, one weapon was a shotgun,

and the jewelry was your wife's.

Look, they waited a whole week till they gave you

that evidence locker bullshit.

What about the ring?

They arrested me, but they never found the ring

in my apartment.

I put the ring in my glove box because I never felt

safe to sell it.

Look, that's the truth, man.

I'm being straight up with you.

You know, the saddest part about this is that you

make more sense than the cops that handled the case.

God, this is such bullshit!

Is everything alright, Mr. Palmer?

Yeah, yeah Justice?

Look, I'm done with this, okay?

I want out of here.

I'm here to inform you

that we are done for the day.

Court will resume tomorrow morning.

Please return to your sleeping quarters, Mr. Palmer.

You're not listening to me.

I said I'm not doing this again tomorrow, okay?

I'm done.

Mr. Palmer, please return

to your sleeping quarters or you will be escorted.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Fuck, you again?

Hey, hey, come on is that necessary?

Fuck you!

Come on.

Hey Vernon, thanks a lot for your help.

My neck still hurts from that shot.

Sorry 'bout that.

Don't make me send the bailiffs in.

Won't be necessary.

I'll be back shortly.

Please don't fall asleep right away, Mr. Palmer.

Yeah, don't worry, I won't.

I just have a few questions for you.

Good, so friendly all of a sudden.

We'll clear the air.

We'll fucking clear the air.

Yeah.

I like it, I like it.

Was it a painful two weeks between losing

your wife and your daughter?

That was two weeks of hell, and then it got worse.

They told me my daughter wasn't gonna survive,

and I hate to say it, but I was relieved.

Yeah, your suffering was over.

It's not humanly possible to grieve for 24 hours a day.

That shit will kill you.

Yeah, exactly, that's how I felt.

It's just, okay, if you were feeling all of these things,

then why were you even arrested in the first place.

Well, I have a rap sheet.

You know, I was in the area.

I fit the description, whatever.

I don't know, I don't know.

Your DNA was found under Tanner's fingernails,

and it just doesn't add up.

That DNA could come from a thousand people.

We have to adjourn for the day.

We'll resume in the morning.

Please proceed to your sleeping quarters.

I wanted to thank you for talking to me.

You really did give me a lot to think about.

I'm not gonna get out of here, I know that.

No matter what happens,

I know I'm not gonna get out of here.

Alright, alright, let's go.

Ow, oh God.

Why won't you just tell me her name?

Okay, okay, okay, her name is

fuck you, Mia.

Oh shit.

What's up, Tiny?

Wait, wait, wait, I'm not finished with him, though.

Ma'am, you're done for the day.

Says who?

I say we will resume testimony

in the morning, and I will have an announcement shortly.

Now please proceed to your sleeping quarters.

No, he has answers and I want them.

I'm not going back to that damn cot till I get some answers.

Mia, Mia don't be fuckin' stupid.

Either you get back in that room

or my bailiffs will forcibly put you back.

The choice is yours.

I had more space in my jail cell.

Hang in there, man.

We've got two, maybe three more nights in here at most.

So Vic, you get the bunk above me, man.

And I hope to God you're potty trained.

Can I at least get a bottom bunk, boss?

Sorry, man, I got one, Junior's got the other.

Man, screw Junior.

He can jump down to go pee.

Which one he on?

That's his bag over there,

but we already told him he could sleep there.

What the hell does he got in here?

- Oh shit. - What is it?

What the fuck, man?

You just gonna let him go through my shit like that?

Where'd you get the piece, Junior?

I know Justice didn't give you that.

Justice didn't give me shit.

I don't even know who Justice is.

All I know is I'm stuck down here

with no way to protect myself.

You should never bring a gun

into an otherwise controlled situation.

What are you thinkin'?

- Controlled situation? - Yeah.

- Down here? - Yeah.

Shit, man that lady that lost her kid

scares the shit out of me.

Bet a kid would scare the shit out of you.

How 'bout you blow me, you dumb motherfucker?

I'll beat the shit out of you.

- This ain't what you want. - Junior, you better shut up.

Hey, hey, take it easy, alright?

Just calm down.

We got a big day in here tomorrow.

Good evening, trial participants.

You have successfully completed

your first full day of testimony.

The second session of your trial will take place

in a slightly altered courtroom.

Tomorrow we will remove the glass.

Mr. Palmer, please come out and join us

for today's proceedings.

If you insist on disobeying,

I'll have to send the bailiffs for you.

But first I'll have the bailiff

discipline the defendant again.

Okay, okay, wait, wait, just calm down a second.

Hey, stop!

There's no need for that, okay?

I mean, you made me rush, and then I broke my belt.

Nice of you to join us, Mr. Palmer.

Oh yeah, thanks Justice.

You know, there's nothing really just about this, is there?

This man killed your wife.

How many times have you thought of,

no dreamt of a moment like this?

Not like this.

I hope today's proceedings

provide you with some satisfactory answers.

Have a good day, Mr. Palmer.

Come on Justice, let's go.

Look at you, you're enjoying this.

Oh honey, no.

Oh, I just want my testimony.

No, no, you just wanna get that name out of me

and shut me up.

So what are the rules with this thing?

Can I like, can I do this right here?

Hey, don't touch the defendant.

This is such bullshit.

This is such bullshit!

Okay so I gotta be a lunatic to get any answers around here?

Lunatic, alright how 'bout that for answers?

Calm down, man, I don't wanna have to hurt you.

Hey, hey you forgot somethin'!

Oh, this is sweet.

This is beautiful.

He can't help you now, he's gone.

Sit down!

I ain't gonna tell your ass again.

Okay.

Hold his fuckin' arms.

Put this motherfucker to sleep.

Justice!

Choke you out, motherfucker.

Fuckin' tough guy, huh?

Put that down, Mia, stop playin'.

Oh, stop playin' huh?

Mia, put that down.

Mia, put that down.

What happened to fuck you, Mia?

Oh shit.

Where's all your curse words now?

I'll give you a name, Mia.

I will give you a name.

I'll tell you who she is.

Oh now you, oh.

This whole thing is like, I don't know.

It's really outside my normal life experience, so.

Really, you think?

Could've fooled me.

I don't even want the name anymore.

I don't need it because this here is my only way out.

Mia, please.

Oh, Troy.

Bye, Troy.

Will you tell me her name now?

Yeah, I'll tell you, but I won't tell Justice.

She's nobody.

But she's somebody to a lot of people.

Mia, I'm so sorry.

Are you sure you wanna sit this close?

I wanna see your eyes.

Hazel.

I can smell your breath.

You know, you really touched me yesterday.

Everything that you said about losing your kid

and your wife.

That was the hardest two weeks of my life.

It destroyed my life.

I went numb, totally numb.

That's what we do to survive, you know?

No, no I don't know.

You sure as hell did not lose a wife,

and you didn't lose a child, either.

You just don't wanna believe me, that's it.

No, no, first you said it was three weeks

between their death, and then you said it was two weeks.

It was two weeks.

I was confused.

You been zapping me, I'm exhausted.

- It's confusing, isn't it? - What do you want from me?

- You're confused. - I was confused.

You don't know anything.

I told you how I felt about Tanner.

I did, and I never once called him my son.

It's way too personal for that.

You never once called your wife and your daughter by name.

You always talked about 'em like you were reading a book.

My name is Henry Callas.

You never mentioned my name, either.

Henry Callas.

I am sick to shit of this.

Let's get this fuckin' overwith.

Who the fuck are you to judge me?

Who the fuck are these people?

Bad person, you need to be punished.

You're a bad, bad person.

You know what you are?

I know what you are, you are a fuckin' nothing bitch

that can't even hold onto her husband.

You can't keep your eye on your child.

That's what you are.

You killed Tanner.

You killed him, you killed Tanner.

Fuck you.

Guess what?

Yes, yes, yes, yes I did.

I did, I fuckin' killed your bastard.

You know what?

He came onto me.

He came on and suddenly crept onto where my.

I had a sweet girl, and he fucked my action.

He fucked over my game,

and I killed him.

You know what the joke was?

The joke is they never found her,

but they pinned him to me,

and I broke his fuckin' neck.

How do you like those apples?

I broke his fuckin' neck.

You satisfied?

Now you satisfied?

He killed Tanner!

I can see it in his eyes, he killed him!

He killed my son.

I couldn't take his voice anymore.

Stay here.

I couldn't take his voice anymore.

Stay here, I'll get help.

Stay here.

- I'll get help. - Don't go.

Please don't go, no, no.

Where's the help?

- Where's the help? - Help's on its way.

- I need help. - Just relax.

Relax, help's on it's way.

Shit, that worked better than I thought.

Figured it would fuckin' come apart,

not fuckin' blow a hole in her chest.

So where you takin' me man?

It was good thing you tested that gun out.

I didn't.

- You didn't? - Hey take it easy, man.

'Cause this gun work just fine.

Yo, I can't believe you didn't test the fuckin' gun.

How could you let this happen?

I thought she was going for the button,

not the goddamn chair.

Shit, I didn't think she had it in her.

She had it in her, alright.

Enough to kill the man right in front of you.

You disappoint me, Vernon.

I'm sorry.

However, from what I observed

of the proceedings, Mrs. Page was on her way

to rendering a guilty verdict, wouldn't you agree?

Yeah, yeah absolutely.

He definitely did it, and she figured it out.

So if we ignore how the verdict

was reached and the sentence carried out,

then we've actually achieved our goal of justice

in this case.

And as for Mrs. Page,

I suggest we move up her scheduled departure.

Is that possible?

Absolutely.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Come on.

Oh man, something happened in here.

Holy fuck.

Doesn't look coagulated, yet it's still wet.

I don't think the gunshots came from this room, though.

Alright, so we're up to three rooms.

Where is everybody?

- Shit, man. - You ever met him?

Nah, nah only Vernon get to meet Justice.

- Hey, hold this for me. - Okay, alright.

Only Vernon, but I mean the pay good, though

you feel me?

I mean, they wiped my record clean.

Nigga I can vote and everything, man.

These folks are that connected?

Yeah, man, they got their juice at here, man.

- I mean it, man. - I'm tellin' you.

Junior, you bitch ass motherfucker!

Bullshit!

I don't hear any more gunshots.

Did you find anything?

No, nothin' yet, but hey,

those gunshots sound like they came from two different guns.

What do you think?

You know what, think about it.

There are two guns out there, right?

I mean, one of them's on our side.

They're not gonna shoot each other.

Good point, I didn't think of that.

I'm surprised, man, you thought a lot more than I have,

and I'm also surprised you let him get the jump on you.

Well, they had me chasing some guy into a dark alley,

then they zapped me and knocked me out.

Thing is, though--

What?

I used to carry this Derringer.

Sure woulda did me a lot of good that night.

Why'd you stop carrying it?

I had a very bad experience.

Somebody got hurt?

Yeah, you could say that.

What are you doin'?

I'm goin' out there.

You said it yourself.

I got a 50/50 shot at finding a friend.

Yeah, well gimme a moment.

Sorry, Luke, we don't have a moment.

Wait, wait.

Whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, stay with me, Palmer.

Listen, you hear any more gunshots,

I want you to run the other way, okay?

Wait, I can help you.

- Let me come with you. - No, no, no stay here.

I appreciate that, brother.

Don't worry about it.

Besides, I was already buried on Saturday, right?

Hope it was a hell of a party.

Mia Orlando, my name is Justice.

18 months ago, your--

Hello, my name is Justice, and I have a really small dick.

I'm talking microscopic and shit.

Huh, Mia.

Oh shit.

This is why I said no guns, kid.

Fuck.

What's up, punk?

Fuck off.

Alright, you big bastard.

This is for fuckin' druggin' me!

You want justice?

I'll show you justice, motherfucker.

Who the fuck is Justice, huh?

Who the fuck is Justice?

Who's Justice?

Who's the big man now, huh?

Fuckin' guilty.

Ah, fuck.

Don't do it, man.

Fuck, I can't believe this shit.

You motherfuckers can't get shit straight.

Can't feel my fuckin' legs, convict.

That's the best news I heard all weekend.

You know, you're the only motherfucker

I was actually worried about.

Oh shit.

41, 40, 39,

38, 37.

24, 23, 22.

17.

Eight, seven, six.

Hey!

Hey, did you just come?

Wait, wait, come here!

Yes, I wanna make a collect call, please.

Sounds from what you've been through

you might be in shock still.

You could be right.

You wanna call the police?

And tell them what?

That I was kidnapped from my Arizona vacation?

That I met my wife's accused killer,

who of which was killed five days before in Los Angeles?

You know, the only bad guy I could identify

from the whole thing.

Vernon, right?

Yeah, yeah I could pick him out of a lineup,

but now he's buried somewhere in the Arizona desert.

Yeah, I see your point.

I hate to turn this into a therapy session,

but I have to ask.

Do you feel that your experience has helped you

in any way?

You know, you know it did.

It was horrible down there,

but I feel more alive than ever, you know?

Does that make any sense?

That absolutely makes sense.

This is what I mean when I saw that the work--

Work, yeah the work it must continue.

I was telling myself that a few times

while I was down there.

I'm sure other people died in there.

I wish someone else got out alive.

Yeah, there was one other guy.

This big black guy who jumped out of the hole

just seconds before the explosion.

Did you talk to him?

I yelled out at him, but he ran the other direction.

I mean, I bet he was scared too.

I don't blame him.

You know, the one thing I can't figure out

is what did they have planned for the other plaintiffs?

Like once we reached the verdict, what were they gonna do?

- Mrs. - Page, you are in the parking

garage at Sky Harbor Airport.

Please open the glove compartment.

One last thing.

If you're thinking of calling the police, don't.

We have all your actions recorded on video

as well as all the forensic evidence connecting you

to the murder of Henry Callas.

Go home, Mrs. Page, and enjoy your life.

Who is it?

Luke, my name is Troy.

I was there this weekend.

Climbed out of the hole right after you.

I'm sorry Troy, I have no idea what you're talkin' about.

Oh, that's smart, man.

Deny it all, that'll keep you safe from Justice.

Look, Troy, if you don't leave--

Step away from the door, Luke.

You know, you're lucky you're not my size.

Matter of fact, you're lucky I'm not the same man

I used to be.

What do you mean?

I mean I left out of there with IDs and house keys

and credit cards.

I could be on the most lucrative identity theft spree ever,

but instead I'm in here fuckin' with you.

I'm sorry, man, I needed your cash to get back.

So it looks like you were a defendant.

How'd you manage to get out?

I prefer kidnap victim, thank you very much,

and one of the guards owed me a favor.

Like a really big favor.

His name was Junior, he was a little brother

of a high school buddy of mine.

He tipped me as soon as my name came up.

The night they scooped up your boy Galen,

Junior gave me the heads up.

So I got him some equipment so he could help me

get out of there safe.

Well, it must've been a big favor.

Well, he did 30 months for armed robbery, hard time.

But he came out clean, not a scratch on him.

What, you got him like protection in there or something?

Let's say I called in some favors.

Well, that was nice of you.

I had to do somethin'.

I mean, the boy was little.

I mean, if I didn't help, he'd have come out

stretched with a hair net on and Kool-Aid on his lips.

Kool-Aid?

Yeah, it's like jail lipstick.

The men's commissary doesn't sell lipstick,

so the bitches put Kool-Aid powder on their lips,

but the twist is when they wet it, it turns colors and shit.

So Junior, he was an ex-con you said, huh?

Yeah.

So do you think the other guards had served jail time too?

Well some of them did, but I know Vernon was a CO.

He gave them the orders.

Well, do you think Vernon's Justice?

No, no, no, Vernon got his orders from Justice.

You think anybody else got out?

Fuck.

Hi, it's me.

I did a really bad thing.

I'm feeling really shaky.

I gotta see you.

Can I come?

Like now.

Look, you know so much about this.

I don't know what you want from me.

Well, there's a bunch of diagrams and stuff in that bag.

It kinda looked like the chairs we were in,

but I couldn't figure it out all out.

I mean, yeah it looks similar.

I don't think it's the same chair, though.

Lethal after nine seconds.

Did your plaintiff use the button

for more than nine seconds?

Oh, the bitch tried to, but it cut off.

Like I said, it's a different chair.

Let's try this.

Your file is in that bag.

If it don't ring any bells, I'll bounce.

Go on my spree and shit.

Did you read this?

I read all of 'em.

You white folks got some issues.

Man, there's stuff in here

that I did not tell the police.

So what does that mean?

It means I know who Justice is.

So then after that I woke up in a car at the airport,

and I just got home a few hours ago.

My goodness, Astrid, I have a lot of questions,

but most importantly, how are you feeling after all of this?

Torn.

I just wanted justice for Tanner.

That's all I wanted.

It just feels wrong.

I can't sleep, and I feel disgusting.

It's just not right.

I know exactly how you feel.

I felt the same way the day my brother's killer walked.

The exact same experience, Helen?

Mm hm, believe it or not, the trip, the room, the killer.

My brother's killer sitting right there in front of me,

and I will never forget that voice.

Good morning, my name is Justice.

Oddly enough, I feel these people

were trying to right a wrong.

So what happened at your trial?

The killer was being questioned,

and the chair malfunctioned and he died

before the end of the proceeding.

Did you call the police?

I thought about it, but the story was so fantastic

I thought they'd be skeptical.

I know, I know I did too,

but I just couldn't take it anymore,

so I called a detective.

Oh, you did?

Yeah, he had all these questions about Callas'

boating accident.

I'm gonna go there.

I'm gonna go to the precinct right after this.

Alright, why don't you tell me his name?

I'm sure I know him, and I can help you come up

with a good way to approach him.

He was Detective Lou Davenport.

I think if I just tell him what happened,

he'll understand why I did what I did.

And then I won't have to feel like this all the time.

Hey man, sorry for all the cloak and dagger shit.

I had to get a lot done before I brought you here.

Where are we?

What is this?

We're in L.A.,

and I guess you could say this is appeals court.

Appeals court, what?

Indulge me, Lucas, indulge me.

- What are you doin'? - Come on.

Dude, I'm not gonna hurt you.

Alright, gimme your hand.

What, what are you--

One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand,

four one thousand, five one thousand, six.

It's the old chair, man.

She had it in her fucking garage.

She killed a drunk driver with the shit.

You had me torture her?

Oh no, that wasn't torture,

that was your opening statement.

Your witness, counselor.

I'm not doing this, you're insane.

Oh come on, man.

Look, this is a picture of the only other person

to make it out there.

I think her name was Astrid Page.

A.P.

So either you can talk to her

or I'll come to a verdict by myself.

Gimme the keys to the cuffs.

What?

Give me the keys.

If she does anything, you have the button, okay?

Come on.

Hey, Helen.

Helen.

Why did you do this?

Why does anybody do anything?

Love.

I loved a man who didn't love me back.

He loved everyone around him, but he didn't love me.

What kind of guy would ask you to do that

to all those people?

He didn't ask.

He was broken.

The work broke him and the Page boy broke him.

You can be broken, but I could fix it.

What about me?

What about Corinne?

Your poor wife.

Oh, it's internal bleeding, man.

Her lungs are fried.

She's in pain, Luke.

Gun.

No, no, no I'm not giving you this.

She doesn't want you to give her the gun, man.

She wants you to aim it.

No, I'm not doin' this.

No, I'm not going this.

Do it for Corinne.

Bannister.

Hey Luke, you ever play dominoes?

I love you.

Luke, man, you were out for a while.

Corinne again, the coroner's office?

Come on.

Yeah, how'd you know that.

I read your file, remember?

She spoke to me this time.

Oh shit, she needed a face to do that.

Yeah.

What are we gonna do with her?

Oh no, we ain't doin' shit.

You're goin' home.

I'm gonna handle some business.

Here, parked it around the corner under a streetlight.

Should be alright.

Why are you helping me with this?

Oh no, not just you, man.

I lost friends down there.

Aren't you afraid I'm gonna go to the cops?

And tell 'em what, that you killed somebody?

No, not worried.

So I guess I'll see you later.

No, you know that would be bullshit, though.

But I mean, did you--

Bye, Lucas, bye.

- Okay. - Alright.

I can't believe it.

We have so much in common.

I mean, you're Helen, also known as Justice.

And my name is Troy, also known as Midnight.

It took me a while to figure this out.

A night in October two years ago.

Maybe if I did this then.

'Cause I know you didn't want anyone to meet Justice.

Just like I didn't want anyone to meet Midnight.

You never stopped lookin' good to me, baby.

You know that.

Don't you think that drink

might affect your judgment, Paul?

What makes you think you have the judgment

to judge my judgment, hm?

Exactly.

Now run along before you make me angry.

I told you not to call the office.

I mean yeah, my assistant is cool, but the last time

you called, Helen, our staff therapist was there.

That woman tried to get me on the goddamn couch.

We haven't spoken in three weeks, Paul.

I can't do this.

I just can't do it anymore.

Corinne, come on.

You know we always have such good times together, right?

Oh!

Come on, great times.

This is the last time.

Paul this feels really different.

Did you cut it with something?

I feel dizzy.

You know, everything has gone to shit.

I got the Page kid.

And you know goddamn Callas,

that son of a bitch is guilty as shit.

Paul, seriously I don't feel good.

I should sit down.

Can I have my cigarette?

You know, Corinne, what'd I tell you about smoking

in my house?

I'm sorry, okay?

I just forgot, I'm nervous.

You know what your problem is?

You don't goddamn listen!

Oh my God, what'd you do?

Hey, Paul!

You okay?

Hey, shit.

- Hey, hey you okay? - No.

Shit.

You're a fuckin' douche.

Hey, what's goin' on, man?

You on some shit right now.

Yo, you get a new car?

No, it's this bitch's right here.

ID says Corinne Palmer.

Oh, what happened to her eye, man?

Paul Orlando put his fuckin' cigarette out in it.

- What? - He's dead.

I mean like fuckin' dead as a doornail.

Yo, he's a prosecutor, dog.

They ain't gonna stop until they kill you, man.

Don't worry about it.

Who the fuck you think hired me, man?

Everybody's in on this, from the coroner's office

all the way down to cops, you name it.

Down to the caliber of the gun.

Wait, wait, wait, did he get shot with a 25-caliber gun?

Yeah, he did, how the fuck did you know?

No, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't tell me.

Mia.

So what about baby in the trunk.

Man, that hole don't look like no 25-caliber.

Yeah, that's 'cause she got her hands

on my fuckin' Derringer.

Those bullets, man, they're real easy to trace.

We gotta do somethin' about this.

Damn, alright, alright.

Nice.

Beautiful, alright so here's how I'm gonna do this.

You remember that punk?

That piece of fuckin' shit drug dealin' bastard.

What's his name, Dwayne Grover?

Yeah, that slippery motherfucker robbed me

one time and shit.

Alright, this is what's gonna happen, okay?

Cops are gonna come, they're gonna catch him

with this fuckin' gun, her purse, all her shit.

And that's that, he's gonna take the blame

for this whole fuckin' thing.

Alright.

Oh man.

Ah, dude hold on, maybe there's another way we can do this.

What?

You think you can call Midnight?

You mean suitcase Midnight?

You mean the guy whose point man got stuffed

into two roller bags Midnight?

Wow, you saw those pictures too, huh?

Everybody saw the pictures, I think that's the point.

I mean, try to contact Midnight, end up in luggage.

Ah man, this is fucked up.

Yo, baby spoke to you, didn't she?

Yeah, is it that fuckin' obvious?

Kinda, yeah.

I mean, what'd she say?

It was crazy, man.

Right when she fuckin' blew her head off with the Derringer,

she grabbed me, scared the fuckin' livin' shit out of me.

She said don't let Luke see me like this.

I mean, me wouldn't stand a chance

against these people right?

Yeah, not a fuckin' chance.

So the only thing between him and them is you and her.

No good choices.

No man, no good choices.

Hey, maybe there's a way I can get hold of Midnight.

Please tell me he ain't fuckin' dead.

How 'bout you blow me, you dumb motherfucker.

- I'll bet the shit out of you. - Junior, you better shut up.

Fuck you!

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ Night time is the right time

♪ For makin' your move

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ And I think it's about time

♪ I got nothin' to lose

♪ After dark baby when the sun goes down

♪ A different kind of people get to run your town

♪ You're sittin' at the bar gettin' one more round

♪ And you can't go home so where you gonna go now

♪ Out steppin' into the pitch black

♪ You miss the daytime and you can't switch back

♪ 'Cause fools out here they put you in the ditch, Jack

♪ And the things they break'll be hard to fix that

♪ Nocturnal, the time between dusk and dawn

♪ If you had a full day night is just as long

♪ Where the scandalous thrive and the trust is gone

♪ 'Cause some fools bust and others get busted on

♪ Trust the song, you knowin' that your lust is wrong

♪ But you think about the lady who'll adjust her thong

♪ It must belong up inside the pages of your journal

♪ 'Cause this is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ Night time is the right time

♪ For makin' your move

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ And I think it's about time

♪ I got nothin' to lose

♪ Yo the night time's crazy, just ask a cop

♪ In the daytime, he could get a traffic stop

♪ But the night time brings the domestic calls

♪ And the rough stuff comin' for the rest of y'all

♪ So bad boy, bad boy, what you gonna do

♪ When the po-po come runnin' after you

♪ You say I'm only doin' what I have to do

♪ But yo nothing good ever happens after two

♪ At night people sit around the campfire

♪ And tell tall tales of ghosts and vampires

♪ Night clubs turn on the amplifiers

♪ So girls can meet guys, but guys are bad liars

♪ So guys go home alone and mad tired

♪ Thinkin' 'bout the sexy thing they admired

♪ And fire burn hotter than a towering inferno

♪ Another episode we call the nocturnal

♪ Night time is the right time

♪ For makin' your move

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ And I think it's about time

♪ I got nothin' to lose

♪ I'm settin' the tone for those that were sweatin' alone

♪ You were thinkin' that your life was just set in the stone

♪ If you worried 'bout your sins then you better atone

♪ 'Cause you been creepin' through the night

♪ Like a predator drone, let it be known

♪ Call your people, get on the phone

♪ Calm your homegirl down, look like she ready to bone

♪ Someone got her liquored up and gave her steady Patron

♪ And you could smell it on her body like some heavy cologne

♪ Let her go home, put her in the bed on her own

♪ If she feels sick, let her put her head on the throne

♪ 'Cause it's better than a stranger

♪ Trying to get her to moan

♪ He thought he had a green light

♪ But there's some red in his zone

♪ Never be known the things that should never be shown

♪ 'Cause in the cover of the night yo his cover was blown

♪ There's a happy ending here, tragedy postponed

♪ But tomorrow night is still unknown, it's nocturnal

♪ Night time is the right time

♪ For makin' your move

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ And I think it's about time

♪ I got nothin' to lose

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal

♪ This is the time they call the nocturnal