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It'’s just, he'’s giving me
real law work to do, Harry.

It would be a good experience.HARRY:
You'’re a freshman in college,

not an attorney. You'’re not
qualified to do real law work.

Whatever I do won'’t
interfere with my work here.See that it doesn'’t.

Most people my age resign
themselves to just

projecting their hopes and
dreams onto their kids.

Well, I don'’t have any kids,
but I'’ll tell you this,

I do get to project
a little hope and a
few dreams-- with you.

I believe in Malcolm.
I think he'’s going to make

for a fine lawyer one day.

What'’s going on?

Isaac Roberts, you are
under arrest for the murder

of Officer Xavier Elroy.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Represent a cop-killer, Harry,
you can forget about

having a good relationship
with the police.

I'’m not saying
I'’ll defend him in court,

just couldn'’t hang
him out to dry.

I'’m sorry, but if you
don'’t have an appointment...Don'’t need one.

Yes, you do. Mrs. Korn is very
busy. You can'’t just...

Get out the way, girl.

Can I help you, boys?

Uh, men, can I help you?

C.K.

You know these guys?

Why am I already
getting a bad feeling?

It'’s probably best if
we don'’t say too much.

About what?

It'’s like this, Dante here'’s
a juvenile. He'’s 14.

And he'’s going to step up.

Okay.

And say it was him.

It was me.C.K.: He'’s a Juvenile,
like I'’m saying,

no priors, he gets off easy.And the boy
gets out of jail.

C.K.: Look, Malcolm'’s doing
doing some important stuff.

He can'’t be locked down now.

Fellas, um,
I honestly don'’t know

what the hell
you'’re talking about.

[scoffs]
You don'’t know?

For real?For real.

Malcolm'’s in jail.

[buzzing, door unlocks]

Malcolm, what the hell?

Look...Burglary?

It'’s all just a big
misunderstanding.

It better be.Harry, I was let into the
building, all right?

The security guard
will say so. I know him.

And what about the city
councilman'’s office?

I sort of just
ended up in there.

I never took anything.What are you
doing in there?

I was investigating something.

[scoffs] For school?

No.

What the hell are you doing

investigating in a city
councilman'’s office

in the middle of the night?Not in here.

[sighs]

And not just tea, mind you,
tea kettles, tea cups,

tea cosies, tea diffusers,
anything to do with tea--

it'’s a very substantial shop,
you see.

I don'’t really...
And I don'’t get tea.

And I'’m definitely
not getting why I'’m here.

Which one of you
is going to tell me?

I need your help.
Tony'’s been arrested.

Tony, I'’m guessing that'’s you?

Yes, I'’m in
thoroughly modern custody.

[chuckles]
What'’s going on?

Well, a long, long, time ago,
back in England,

I was an art collector
of sorts, primarily of

pieces not belonging to me.

You'’re an art thief?

It'’s the more blunt way
of putting it, yes.

Except I was a art thief.
It'’s something I used to be

back in a life
not currently my own.

I can tell he'’s a bit slow
on the uptakes.

Want to take it down a wee bit?No, I think he follows.

TONY: Anyway, um, most of
the pieces,

the cheap snatch and go sort of
thing; yeah, I was 17.

I had neither a proper eye
nor an automobile,

so it was a bit of a
smash-and-grab practice, yeah.

Lots of storefront windows,
that sort of thing.

Looking confused again,
but I'’ll press forward.

But one of the pieces, um...

turns out was by
a chap named Rembrandt--

highly overrated
if you ask me--

but he caught on just the same.

You stole a Rembrandt?TONY: Unwittingly...

would be the
operative word there.

I was 17. I didn'’t know
it was a Rembrandt.

Anyway, like I said,
it was a lifetime ago.

But three weeks ago,
the painting was recovered,

an investigating ensued which
has catastrophically

led back to... to me.

Now they want to extradite
him on grand theft.

Phoebe tells me
you can stop that?

Well, [chuckles]
I'’m not sure I can.

But Adam, you must.

I mean, certainly when you
were in law school,

you must have one day
dreamed of championing

the cause of the innocent man.
Admittedly, I'’m not that,

but I... I am a decent chap.

And, um...

if you could prevent
this bloody extradition...

it would make my day.

And what could
be more gratifying

than that, my good man,

than to make
somebody'’s day. Hm?

You are damn lucky
they let you out, Malcolm.

You realize that?

Okay, now tell me what
the hell'’s going on here.

You remember Li'’l D?

Of course I do.

Yeah, well, you know he
was convicted, right?

And that he got
the death penalty?Yeah, I heard that, too.

Well, I'’m trying to
help him get a new trial.

He'’s innocent, Harry.Malcolm....

they matched the bullet they
took out of Li'’l D'’s shoulder

with the gun
from the dead cop.

He shot him
in self-defense!

All right, and you might know
that if you weren'’t here...

I'’m sorry, if what?

You said you'’d help him.

You said you'’d defend him,
and then you bailed.

I did not.

I got him set up
with a more experienced

criminal attorney, who...Who just went through
the motions.

Well, I can'’t do that.You can'’t do that...

You'’re not a lawyer, Malcolm.

You haven'’t even
been to law school.

The man'’s innocent, I can'’t just
sit by and let him be executed.

So how does this end up
with you snooping around

a city councilman'’s office
at midnight?

Connect the dots.
I'’m getting bored here.

The cop was dirty.

He had some sort of
real estate thing going on

with the councilman, and Li'’l D
was sort of involved, too.

Sort of involved, how?Well, I think you should
hear it from him.

It means you'’d have
to go to death row,

which is where he is now.

LI'’L D: So, dude hired me
to torch this building.

It was a vacant, you know,
so nobody was going to get hurt.

The pay was good, so I did it.
It wasn'’t no thing.

By "dude," you mean who?

The cop.The cop you shot?

Yeah.And what, this was some kind
of insurance scam?

Yeah.

Who was behind it?

Somebody who worked
with the city.

A councilman or something.
I don'’t know for sure.

That'’s who I was...Yeah, hold it.

HARRY:
Who did you deal with?

Only the cop.

Until you shot him.

Listen, he was working
with this councilman.

Now, he did give me a name,
but I heard him say

"Beacon" on the phone,
a couple times.

George Beacon...Hold on, Malcolm.

HARRY: So, this cop,
working of this councilman

hired you to torch
this empty building?

Yeah.

Now you.

Beacon.
That'’s whose office I was in

the night I got picked up.

I figured if I could connect
Beacon to the cop,

prove the cop was dirty...

You burned down
the building?Yeah, but the next night,

I showed up where I'’m supposed
to to get paid,

and that'’s when Dude
tried to light me up.

What do you mean, light you up,
he tried to kill you?Yeah, so I shot him.

Why would he want
to kill you?Look, I don'’t know.

I didn'’t get a chance
to ask him, all right?

Maybe he thought I was
a loose end of something.

All I know is, he needed
to get shot and that'’s it.

So, I don'’t feel like
I shot no cop.

I shot a criminal conspirator
who was trying to kill me,

who would have killed me
if he was a better shot.

Best I can tell,
we have a shot.

Brilliant.Well, it'’s not a good one.

It'’s going to
depend on the judge.

I shall be charming, then.
I give you my word.

Shall I be handsome, too?
I do that rather well.

[door opens]FELIPE: Tony.

Hey, look, can I get some
of that white stuff?

Rodrigo here, he'’s
not feeling so good.

White stuff? What, is he
dealing cocaine, too?

Are you mad?
He'’s talking about a chai.

The white ayurvedic chai
to be exact.

It'’s loaded with antioxidants;
we should all drink it.

FELIPE:
Tony,

I tried telling Rodrigo
right here about the rhino,

he don'’t believe me.

Really?

What part didn'’t you
believe, my good man?

The part about you
killing it.

Well, it'’s true.

In fact, it'’s the only reason
I stand before you today.

You see, I was on a perfectly
delightful safari

when, suddenly, out of nowhere,
the monster death-charged,

his head was bearing down
in full gallop.

I was about to be gored,
I promise you, lad.

So? So what'’d you do?So I reached

for my Swiss Army knife,
I opened the blade,

just in the knick of time
I should say,

and I plunged it
into his left eyeball.

I shall never forget
the ghastly sound he made.

You stabbed it in the eye?Yeah.

They were good sports about it,
though.

They let me keep his head.

There'’s what'’s left
of the raging bastard.

What?

That thing charged you?

In full gallop,

hyper-extended horn,

with a proper body attached.

Wow.

[elevator bell dings]I'’m telling you, there'’s
nothing you can do with this.

Yeah, you keep telling
me that, Tommy,

but what I'’m hearing
is, there'’s nothing
you can do.

Doesn'’t mean I have
to back away.

Harry, two witnesses--

one'’s dead, the other'’s
a banger holding a smoking gun.

Yeah, first things first.

Cassie, what are my chances
of staying an execution?

You'’re better off
just getting him a new trial

in Superior Court.

If you accomplish that,
a stay'’s automatic.

Well, I like the way she thinks.

All right.

Find out what you can
about this councilman.

His name is George Beacon.

Malcolm?

My office, please.

Okay, we'’re gonna
get into this.

But first, I'’ve got
something to say.

I helped you stay
out of jail when you
got busted for drugs.

I got you a job.

I got you into
the university.
I did all that.

And I'’ll always
be grateful.
I'’m not finished.

[sighs]

Look at me.

You changed my life.

Falling off that building?

Changed my whole life.

You know that.

And I... I like to think
that I changed yours.

But doing what
you'’re doing now,

risking another
felony arrest...

What am I supposed to do?

I said I'’m not finished.

It seems you were, Harry.

Excuse me?

Where were you?

Li'’l D, he donated his liver,
and that saved Lewis Epps'’ life.

You said you'’d help him, then
just gave him some other lawyer?

Yeah, you'’re out of line.

Maybe so, but the man
was sentenced to death,

and still nobody here
did anything.

Somebody had to try something.

Look, I realize

defending a cop-killer was bad
for your practice

last year, and it
still is today,

but somebody had to do
something,

especially if he'’s innocent.

[sniffles]

All right. From now on,

you stay on the
sidelines on this.

Okay. You hear me?

You go to your classes,

and we'’ll be the lawyers,
you got that, Malcolm?

I got it.

Okay.

[sniffles and sighs]

What are the chances
of a new trial?

[exhales]
Malcolm.

Li'’l D is a cop-killer.

He'’s got an extensive record.

He burned down a building.

His being executed
wouldn'’t be considered

the worst-case scenario
by anybody.

And the worst that could happen
from the D.A.'’s

and probably
the judge'’s point of view

is for a cop-killer
to go free.

Li'’l D'’s chances
stink here.

They really stink.

Okay, first.

The trial lawyer'’s version
matches Li'’l D'’s.

He didn'’t want him to testify

because of his
priors which...

it was probably
the best call,

not to mention he would'’ve
been charged with arson.

But here'’s where
it gets interesting.

The building Li'’l D torched

wasn'’t insured.
Come again?

Look, it'’s an old building,
it'’d been through a bunch
of different owners,

insured by a bunch of
different companies,

some of which don'’t
even exist anymore.

It'’s a real thicket.

But when that building burnt,

there was no insurance in force.

None?
None.

The most recent
policy had lapsed.

Well, the underlying
land is now owned

by Dubois and Grace; it'’s
a real estate development firm.

And they bought it for...

well, nothing--
it was given to them.

Given to them by whom?The government.

Cincinnati took it
by Eminent Domain,

and then gifted it
to a developer.

It'’s all part
of this gentrification push.

They take these
blighted properties,

they give them
to the developers

so they'’ll fix them up
and improve the neighborhood.HARRY: Wait a second.

Who got rich when Li'’l D
torched that building?

Ultimately, Dubois and Grace.

Can you break it down
a little bit?

All right. Through the process
of Eminent Domain,

the city has a right to take
the blighted properties

and give them to private
interests as long as they

promise to develop
that property

for the economic benefit
of the whole community.

Yeah, and...?

Well, the city

can'’t exercise its power
of Eminent Domain,

unless those areas are
considered "blighted."

And Jackson Terrace,
where Li'’l D burned
down that building,

was not considered blighted.HARRY: Ah.

And the buildings start
burning down.

Yeah. There you go.

And it makes it much easier

for a developer to say
that the area'’s been "blighted."

Yeah, particularly
if the developer

has the city councilman
in his pocket.

OLIVER: Any connection
between this George Beacon

and the real estate developers?

Well, he was hired
as a consultant in 2007,

but the official relationship
ended in 2009.

But, yeah, there'’s a connection.

Okay, I want you to take a shot
at this Dubois and Grace,

whoever they are.

I doubt there'’ll
be any paper trail,

but see if you can get
them to admit anything.

I'’ll take the councilman.

You have a good relationship
with Kim Mendelsohn?

Not that good, I don'’t.

Just talk to her.

Soften her predisposition,
if you can.

And then you and I
will go see Li'’l D.

Help him prepare
his testimony.

What, you going to put him
on the stand?

If he wants me
to save his life,

he'’s going to have
to tell his story.

Lindsay Palmeroy for the
United States, Your Honor.

We have an extradition
treaty with the U.K.

This man is charged
with a felony,

grand theft-- in fact,
he stole a masterpiece,

a creation by Rembrandt,
no less.

My client admits this, Judge,

but this happened
when he was 17.

He didn'’t know it was
a Rembrandt by the way.

He'’s lived in this
country for over 20 years.

Nothing so much
as a single arrest.

He'’s been a law-abiding
citizen, a taxpayer--

Yes, I'’m told
he'’s now a nice guy,

but you don'’t get to
erase your criminal past

with subsequent "niceness."

He committed a crime for which
he must be held accountable.

And our position would be
that the punishment here

is disproportionate
to the crime.

To rip him from his
life here, his friends--

He stole a Rembrandt.

He stole a painting.

Which turned out
to be a Rembrandt.

Which he didn'’t know.

Your Honor,
could I be heard on this?

Who are you?

My name is Maisie Joyce.

I'’ve been going to
Mr. Trafford'’s

shop for 14 years.

And I think he'’s the most
wonderful person in the world.

[rousing affirmation]

JUDGE: Settle down. Settle down.

Mrs. Joyce, I appreciate
you coming down here

and wanting to support
Mr. Trafford,

but I'’m afraid this will...

Actually, Your Honor,

these people are here
to testify.

I beg your pardon?

We believe their experiences
are relevant to the issue

before the court today, and
we'’d like you to hear--

You plan to call all these
people as witnesses?

The court has a
decision to make.

Better to extradite this man
back to England

or better to let him
to stay here.

And by better,
we don'’t mean for him,

but for society, ours.

This is a cross-section
of the society

that will be impacted
by today'’s decision.

Let'’s hear
what they have to say.

I'’ll give you the morning.

That'’s it.

Tomorrow morning.

All right!

[applause]

Maybe next time you can
let me in on the plan.

I didn'’t have a
plan going in; it
just came to me.

Great.
What is it, then?

Well, I suppose that it'’s not
that he'’s better served

by his staying here,
but we are.

It sounded good
when it came to me.

[sighs]

First off, let me tell you

how much I love your hair
like that.

Oh, and I really love yours.

And since you
and I have always worn our hair

exactly like we'’re wearing it
now,

who knew we had secretly
admired it all this time?

Okay. Have you
considered what motive

our client would have
for killing the officer?

Have I considered what
motive the gang member

had for killing the
police officer? Gee.

Perhaps it was because
the police officer
caught onto the fact

that he gang member had
burned down a building
the night before?

I just think that you of all
people would have a hard time

executing a man when
there are still so many
unanswered questions.

Well, that was good.

But as conflicted as I am
about the death penalty,

I do recognize that
there are some situations

where it might be appropriate,

and one being when the bad guy
kills a police officer.

Okay, even if that'’s exactly
what you think happened here...

I do....the death penalty

should be reserved
for the worst of the worst.

And this guy, he gave a
part of his liver to save
another man'’s life.

This guy does not represent
the worst of the worst.

[sighs]

Cass, I'’m sorry.

I'’m not moving on this.

I have no idea what
you'’re talking about.

Oh, I think you do; that'’s
why I got this meeting.

And that'’s reason that you
insisted on having it here.

You were a consultant to the
developer who got this land,

the very land where the
building was torched.

Lots of fires happen
in that neighborhood,

plus my consultancy
ended three years ago, after--

Mr. Beacon, we can
save a lot of time

by not insulting each
other'’s intelligence.

There is a link
between you

and this real estate firm.

We are in the process
of establishing a
link between you

and this officer.

And the truth always comes out.

Once we get ahold
of phone records,

my sense is,
it'’ll come out quickly.

Then what?

Now, I suspect
you only meant
to burn down

one empty building.

You never anticipated a murder.

But should the prosecution
choose to look

at the whole thing
as one ongoing event,

you'’re possibly on the hook
for a homicide.

This State loves its
Felony Murder Rule.

Trust me, I'’ve seen it.

Don'’t take my word on that, you
know; consult your own attorney.

All right. We'’re done here.

Mr. Beacon, you are going
to pay the piper here.

We'’ve already had a
lot of the pieces,

and we'’re just getting started.

You might want to
nip your liability at the

bribing and- conspiracy-
to-commit-arson level.

You get to still have a life
with that.

But if you'’re indicted
on murder...

well, it'’s, um...

You know, call your lawyer.

Let me know
how you want to play this.

Oh, one more thing.

I, uh, I spent the last day
vetting you as best I could.

Decent guy, family man...

For the most part,
a moral person.

You know, maybe took
a bribe here or there,

but otherwise
a decent guy.

My client is on death row.

I happen to believe him

when he says
that cop shot first.

But nobody knows the cop
to be anything but honest--

except you.

Except you.

Now, you can keep it
your little secret,

but my client dies
with that.

Well, the lawyers
from Dubois and Grace

denied everything,

threatened to sue
us for libel and
so forth and so on.

Yeah, they'’re too smart
to leave a paper trail
leading to the dead cop.

We might as well subpoena
records and keep on digging.

What about Beacon?

Oh, I rattled him, I know that.

Enough to get any cooperation?

We'’ll see.

How'’d you do?

She loves my hair.

I did get us scheduled
in front of Judge Ward tomorrow.

We can take our shot
with the new trial, then.

Okay.

Arrange to have
Li'’l D transported.

We might as well
put him up first.

The way this would work, we need
to make some sort of showing

that you offer something

that would speak to keeping you
here in the States.

Do you have something to offer?

Incredible charm.

And beyond that,
my good looks.

[laughter]

Will that do it?

Look, if you don'’t
take this seriously...

You think this is a joke?
'’Cause if so...

Adam...No, it'’s not funny.

Why am I wasting
my time here?

What the hell do you
have to offer?

Nothing.

I'’ve never
been anything.

I'’ve never
done anything.

Unless you count being a thief.

Look, end of the day,

I'’m just a pretender,

Adam,

with nothing much
to offer anybody.

JOSHUA:
That ain'’t true.

Going to your tea shop,
listening to your adventures,

that'’s the highlight
of my day.

My only highlight, in fact.

Mine, too.

That ain'’t nothing.

Hey, you.

That ain'’t nothing.

I just threw a match
on the gasoline.

It started to burn,
and I got out of there.

Tell us what happened the night

you were supposed to be paid
for the arson.

Okay.

Detective Elroy told me

to meet this guy
at this warehouse

in Jackson Terrace.

He didn'’t say who;
he just said the guy was

his contact
and that he had my money.

So, I get to the warehouse,

and Detective Elroy'’s there

but nobody else.

Strange, but okay.

ELROY:
Your money'’s over there,

behind the Dumpster.

Do I look like
an alley dog to you?

Hand me my money like a man.

[chuckles] Your money'’s
behind the Dumpster.

You want it,
you get it.

I could care less.

So, I went to the Dumpster

to get my money,
except there'’s nothing there.

Then I hear that sound.

[clicking]

I turned around,
he'’s unloading.

[gunshots]

I catch one
in the shoulder.

I pull my nine

and let off a few.
[gunshots]

He fell,
and I got out of there.

It was obvious
that it was a setup.

He had no plan to pay me.

He was there to take me out.

And again, just so that
the sequence of events is clear,

he shot at you first,
he hit you in the shoulder,

then you fired back
in self-defense?

Correct?

Yes.

That is some story.

Why didn'’t you tell it
at your original trial?

On the advice of my lawyer,
I didn'’t take the stand.

Really? Now, why would
your lawyer advise that?

I got some priors.

Yeah, you do.

How many to be exact?I don'’t know.

So many you can'’t even count?

All right...

Was anybody else around,

or was it just you

and Detective Elroy,
who cannot testify today

because he'’s dead.

Just me and him.

I guess that worked out for you.

Objection.

So today,

as we move this court

for a new trial,

you bring no new evidence?

And, oh, by the way,

you actually had
another opportunity

to tell this amazing story

at sentencing
to mitigate your punishment,

and you still chose
not to tell it.

Again,

on the advice of council?

No, I figured what'’s the point?

Ah, but now...

Hail Mary time, huh?

My favorite story was

when he got his wallet stolen
in Morocco,

and he had to chase the man
down the streets.

And when my husband died,

he introduced me
to the Queen of England.

Up to his armpits in quicksand;
I only seen that once,

and that was
on an episode of Lassie.

And he stuck that rhino good.

And he served tea
to President Obama.

Could have been June Lockhart,
but I'’m not sure.

First Lady Michelle
was there, too.

And he went up and said,

"Hello, Queen."

And she said, "Hello" back.

And it squealed and it wiggled.

He'’s got those long,
thin fingers, Obama.

Had that squirming wiggle
going on.

You ever seen his fingers.

I felt like I was running
down that street,

leapfrogging them Moroccans
right with him.

What the hell was the
point of all that?

Well, that'’s your job.

My job?

Well, I questioned
all the witnesses,

got all that good testimony.

Now your job is
to make sense of it.

I mean, seriously, Adam,
that was delicious stuff.

You have to be able to
use it somehow. No?

Look, we'’re just
kidding ourselves.

Even if we had new evidence...

What about getting
a stay of execution

pending our investigation

while we subpoena the developers
records or run the phone check?

In order to get a stay,

you have to have the evidence;
they won'’t give you

one of those things
just so you can go fishing.

I feel this is my fault.

If I'’d just jumped
into this sooner...

Harry, you can'’t blame yourself.

Oh, yes, I can.

I told Li'’l D I'’d help him,
and I didn'’t.

It was just as you said,
Malcolm,

I didn'’t want to
be associated

with a cop-killer,
so I kicked the can.

[footsteps approaching]

Harry?

All right.

I'’ll tell you what I know.

The eminent domain boom is, um,

well, it'’s booming.

Governments have figured
out a way to clean up

and develop
properties for free.

Would you explain that for us?

Well, once a...

an area or a neighborhood
is deemed blighted,

the, uh, city or state
just takes it.

They then give it
to the developers.

The developers sink in money.

It'’s, uh, sort of a win-win.

Who loses?
Uh, nobody, really.

Whoever once lived in the
building is long gone.

So, what went down here?

Dubois and Grace wanted to make
a play for this land,

but unfortunately, it
wasn'’t blighted enough.

They were, uh, a few torched
buildings shy, as it were.

And what was your relationship
with Dubois and Grace?

I once worked for them as
an official consultant.

I later became

unofficial.

Could you spell that out?

They pay me.

I help facilitate their efforts
with city planning, so forth.

Bribes?

Consulting.

In this particular case...

I met with a police officer
who liked to investigate arson

as a side business.

Translation:

he arranged for vacant buildings

to be burned down?

Yes.

What was his name?

Detective Xavier Elroy.

And what was arranged?

In consideration of
$40,000, the building

in Jackson Terrace would burn.

You gave him this money?

I did.

Your money.

My consultancy fee.

I stood to gain
a percentage

should Dubois and Grace
acquire the property.

So, you paid the detective
40 grand,

and then what?

I gave him $20,000 up front.

Another $20,000
after the building burned.

But I had absolutely no idea

how he planned
to accomplish this task

or who he planned to use.

I'’ve since learned that, uh,

he likely used the defendant

as an independent contractor.

Did you have any information
as to how Detective Elroy

planned to deal with my client

after the arson?

No.

I absolutely did not.

You took a bribe.

Yes.

And you arranged

for the money to go
to Detective Elroy,

and he would see
that the building was torched?

Yes.

But you didn'’t see
how it happened.

How it was burned? No.And as for what happened

on the night that
Detective Elroy lost his life,

you didn'’t see that either.

No, and as I said,
I had no idea of any of this.

So, when this man says

that the police officer
shot first,

you can'’t really verify that.

No, I cannot.

In fact,

you have no information
about the shooting.

No.

Thank you.

[elevator dings]

All set?

No, I'’m anything but all set.

Are you kidding me?

I have no idea
what I'’m gonna say.

I'’m sure you do.
No, I don'’t.

Yes, you do; you always do.

How about you tell me then,
Phoebe.

'’Cause that would
ruin the surprise.

Well fine,
I don'’t like being surprised.

But I do. Come on.

The United Kingdom has an
interest in seeing its criminals

brought to justice
just as we do.

It'’s why we have this treaty,
which in order for it to work

requires reciprocity.

I have no doubt

Mr. Trafford is a nice man.

He also stole a painting

valued at over
five million dollars.

This isn'’t
a little nick and fence,

it'’s a very big deal.

And this court needs
to treat it as such.

Okay,
first a little perspective,

the painting he stole
was worth $700.

That'’s what
it was fenced for.

Nobody realized it
was a Rembrandt.

Ignorance of the law...

This is not ignorance
of the law.

It was ignorance of fact.

May I finish please?

Second, in cases of extradition,

our courts have sometimes
refused to return suspects

when the suspects are deemed
to be beneficial to our society.

Especially

when the individual serves
a humanitarian purpose.

Excuse me, um,

he tells stories, he makes tea.

Did I miss something?

Clearly you did.

This tea shop is located

in a fairly
dilapidated neighborhood.

In the middle of...

It'’s not far from my law office,
in fact.

It'’s just five blocks away.

Five blocks and a
Grand Canyon of sorts

because gentrification came
to my neighborhood.

When we moved in, we also
opened up a nice shoe store.

Figured we'’d give back to
the community in a way.

You know what we ended up
giving them?

A Pottery Barn.

A Jamba Juice.

We didn'’t improve
the neighborhood,

we helped to displace it.

That'’s what gentrification is.

It'’s a pretty word
for an ugly business.

It takes existing neighborhoods

and obliterates them
to make room for the affluent.

On Weston Street,

where Mr. Trafford'’s
tea shop is,

where all these people live,

there'’s no Pottery Barn,
there'’s no Jamba Juice,

there'’s not even
a lousy bookstore.

What there is
is a lot of poverty.

The people that live there,
these people,

they don'’t get to travel

or take fancy vacations

or fly to exotic destinations.

But they can go
to a little tea shop.

And there,
a man will serve them tea

and take their imaginations
on the most incredible journeys.

This man.

He'’s transported

all of these people

all over the world without
ever leaving the neighborhood.

You might not think
that counts for much,

but you listen to these people.

He makes them smile.

He fills their hearts and minds
with-with wonder,

even a little magic sometimes.

Where so many businesses--

mine included--
displace neighborhoods--

he enriches his.

He gives back to his neighbors
every single day.

How many of us do that?

The crime in question took place
20 years ago.

It'’s been solved,
the painting has been returned.

Victims have been made whole,
perhaps even more so,

given the appreciation
of the Rembrandt.

If you take my client
from this neighborhood,

these people here will never be
made whole.

They'’ll lose their safaris,
their trips to Machu Picchu,

they won'’t get to see the
turtles in the Galapagos,

they'’ll never visit Stonehenge,

they'’ll never know the taste of
the warm Guinness in Dingle

or look into the eyes
of a charging rhino.

You cannot begin to imagine
what you'’ll be taking from them.

This is a poor community,

not a lot of laughter or joy or,

or even hope.

Inside that tea shop
there'’s all of that.

And I'’m sorry, but if
you really can'’t get that,

maybe you need to take a
time-out from your busy life...

and go have a cup of tea.

Nothing new has come to light.

You don'’t get to just throw new
theories against the wall

after a trial is over.
Verdicts are final.

We only grant new trials

when there is
newly discovered evidence.

Isthere
newly discovered evidence?

No.

HARRY:
Of course there is.

Turns out this hero detective
wasn'’t so much a hero.

He was a bad cop, part
of a real-estate scandal.

He was corrupt.

He was the architect
of this arson plan.

And Judge, if he'’ll commit
arson, it isn'’t such a leap

to say he'’ll commit murder.

And in fact, there is nobody
to contradict

my client'’s testimony, nobody.

The city councilman took
that stand and verified

this was a bad cop. That'’s new.

And we have to admit
there'’s at least a possibility

that Little D is telling
the truth,

and given that, how do we not
make the effort

to find out
what really happened?

Don'’t you want to be sure?

I amsure.

No, you'’re not.

Did you know the
fix was in with this councilman?

Did you know
the detective was corrupt.

Of course you didn'’t.
And given that,

how do you blithely execute
a man without first doing

a little digging to make sure
you got the whole story?

Look, I know verdicts
aren'’t perfect.

At best, they'’re
well-intentioned guesses.

But they are well-intentioned.

And if we send this kid
to his death now

knowing what we know, that this
cop was corrupt,

that the situation very likely
wasn'’t what it was

cracked up to be,
that'’s not well-intentioned.

It'’s lazy at best.

And it'’s disgusting at worst.

Sure, I suppose we could kill
him just the same.

He'’s a gang member,
what the hell?

The question is, what are we?

What are we?

WARD:
Okay, certainly, defense has
provided new developments here.

But given that defense had this
information at the first trial

means that it can'’t be
considered

newly discovered for the purpose
of this hearing.

The verdict and sentence
stand.

The defense motion
for a new trial is denied.

Just like that?

Ms. Korn, I'’m happy to put a new
ribbon around it

if that makes you feel good.

But defense chose not
to play this card at trial.

It wasn'’t inadequate counsel.

You might not have played
the card, too.

You don'’t get two bites
at the apple here.

I'’m sorry.

We'’re adjourned.

Take the defendant back
into custody.

Little D,

I'’m sorry.

And I'’m very sorry that

I wasn'’t more there for you
at the beginning.

Look, I don'’t know how deep this
arson conspiracy runs.

I'’m gonna look into it.

If he can help me

with an investigation,
maybe we can talk

about commuting
his death sentence.

Okay.

Thank you.

Sure.

What was that about?

It means he'’s not dead yet.

He'’s not dead yet.

How long do we have
to wait?

It could be a good sign.

He seemed a little predisposed
to rule against us

when you first got up.

But still, it seems
like he should

just be able
to make up his mind.

Hey. Uh, Your Honor...

Where are you going?

I'’m going home. Would that be
alright, counsel?

So you haven'’t ruled yet?

I ruled. I'’ll call you all
in tomorrow.

Can'’t, Can'’t you just
tell us now?

Fine.

You won.

Ooh...

I miss the office we had
last year a little.

The practice we had.

Clients walking in
from off the street.

We got so successful so fast,

we started taking clients from
outside the neighborhood.

Well, you can get back
to it some.

The way the people
embraced me here.

I mean, I'’d like to, like to
find a way to embrace it back.

You'’re not a hugger.

You said that after your very
first case, remember?

Do I remember?

Malcolm, you were

my very first
case here.

Of course I remember.

And it'’s all gonna all come back
to me, too,

when I take over your practice
one day.

Oh, is that how
you got it figured?

Damn right I do.

You know, Malcolm...

Uh-oh.

No doubt
you'’ve heard

or been told there comes a point
when a man lives his life.

It'’s what most parents say
he or she wants is

that their child go out into
the world, live their life.

It'’s a load of crap.

What they really want,
and what I want

is for you to go live the life
that I got planned for you.

You think you can
manage that?

I'’ll try.

Yeah. You big dope.

First, let me say
how indebted I am

to all of you for
coming to court and...

Well, you'’ve reminded me
how truly rich my life is.

The idea of being sent
away from,

from this magnificent
little world

and all you magnificent
people.

Oh, and I'’d better thank
my attorneys.

Um, Phoebe. And I must
especially thank Adam

for a closing argument
that was...

What you'’ve done for me,
my good man, given me...

You, uh...

and you simply made my day.

Right. Cheers.

ALL:
Cheers.

You have to admit,
it was a little bit fun.

Yeah, well, if you
don'’t mind,

I need to resume working
for myfirm now.

Come on, mine is
so much more exciting.

[chuckles]

And the company is better.

Seriously, Adam,

thanks.

And thanks
for walking me.

You really didn'’t think

you could'’ve handled
that case yourself?

I could'’ve,
but not as well.

I knew that closing
was in you.

That'’s why I wanted
you on the case.

And, well, that'’s why...

I want you.

Sorry. [laughs]

Look, I...

You know, it'’s getting late.
I should go to sleep.

Thanks again for walking me.

Okay.

♪ Half the time the world
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♪ Truth is,
I am done pretending ♪

BOTH:
Night.

♪ Too much time
too long defending ♪

♪ You and I are done
pretending ♪

Night.

Night.

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