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Previously on
"The Practice"...

Amanda,
I'm Lucy Hatcher,

a counselor from
the Rape Crisis Center.

-How old are you?
-Eleven.

HELEN: The good news is
we caught him.

At least,
I'm pretty sure of it.

I was wondering whether
you'd be able to look

at what we call
a police lineup.

No, I don't want
to see him.

I don't think she's strong
enough emotionally to see him.

I really don't.

This whole case comes down
to eyewitness testimony.

So it would be
her word against his?

No, we have
another eyewitness.

A woman saw it
from a balcony.

Are you sure
about the man you saw?

Yes.
He lives in the building.

I know who he is.

Miss Tritter,
I smell alcohol.

Have you been drinking?

I've had a few beers.

At the time you saw the rape,
were you drinking then?

Two beers.

HELEN: All I have
is an eyewitness

who was probably
under the influence.

Even with your daughter
testifying...

she's easily shakeable,
Mr. McGowan.

What are you telling me?

It doesn't look good.

What do you mean,
no plea?

He backed out of the deal.
He wants to go to trial.

He can't do that.

Unfortunately, he can.

Until the plea is entered
with the judge, he has--

Does this mean
she'll have to testify?

It means she might.

You have
the other witness.

I can't make this case

with Michelle Tritter alone,
Howard. You know this.

Amanda will probably
have to take the stand.

I will do everything I can
to protect her.

Maybe if Michelle Tritter's
testimony is compelling enough,

we could reintroduce
the idea of a plea

to spare Amanda from...

Look, Howard,

I don't want
to be a killer D. A. here.

You want
to call this off?

We can't.

He lives in our building.

If he goes free,

she's got to see him
every day.

He could rape her again.
He's that sick.

Do what you have to do
to get him, Ms. Gamble,

but try to spare
my little girl.

♪ (theme)

Jimmy.

Michaelson.

I worked out
an installment plan.

I know this,

but his first payment
was due last Friday.

I'll call him.

I'd appreciate it
if you could call him today.

(door opens)

Excuse me. I'm here
to see Robert Donnell.

You are...

Kate Littlefield.

Yes, he's expecting you.

Can I get you
some coffee or something?

No, thank you.
I'm fine.

Right this way.

I bet she's stopped
some traffic once or twice.

Who is she?

Oh, whoa, whoa.

Ooh, are you okay?

Oh, yeah. That was
no kick, though. Ow.

You all right?

(sighs)

Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm just -- Ahem.

I'm going to sit.

Thank you so much
for agreeing to meet with me.

My husband is
Raymond Littlefield.

I don't know whether you
read the newspapers.

He's been charged
with murdering my daughter.

He didn't.

Your daughter,
so his stepdaughter.

Yes.

Our attorney, who I consider
to be excellent--

I'm convinced
he no longer believes

in my husband's innocence,

and neither Raymond
nor myself, for that matter,

feel that it's wise
to go into a trial

with a lawyer who's less
than sure of the cause.

May I stop you?

For the most part,
the lawyer's personal beliefs

about his client's
guilt or innocence--

it rarely matters much.

You don't care?

Not really.

I guess for our own
peace of mind,

we'd like
to walk into that room

with a lawyer
who's truly with us.

I'm also informed

an attorney who believes
in his client's innocence

usually puts more pressure
on himself.

We'd like the benefit
of that pressure.

Tell me about the case.

I've read a little,
but...

My daughter was bludgeoned
to death last October.

Some of her blood was found
on one of Raymond's golf clubs.

Is that the extent
of the evidence?

That and...

they claim he had
an affair with her.

He didn't.

Is it getting worse?

It's not sharp, but...

it's not going away,
either.

Why don't we just go
to the doctor to be safe?

Yeah.

That's a good idea.

Come on.

HELEN: Amanda?

How are you doing?

I'm okay.

You're looking
so much better.

You know...

we might need you to come
tell what happened in court.

You said
I didn't have to.

Well, that's
what we're hoping,

and it's still possible
you might not have to.

The man's
going to be there?

Amanda,
you will be totally safe.

There will be a lot of
policemen and court officers.

What-- What if
nobody believes me?

You don't have to
worry about that.

Making them believe--
that's my job.

You just have to
tell what happened.

Can you do that?

She's so fragile
right now.

Is there any way
to get a continuance?

I'm asking for one,

but this judge is a nightmare
with his docket.

I can't see him
giving us any more time.

She's still
in bad shape, Helen.

A week, a month--

I'll try,

but if she has to,
can she do it?

The question is not so much
can she. It's should she.

Sticking her in a room
with the man who raped her...

she'll see him sitting there
in a nice suit,

getting called "mister"
by these authority figures.

Then she'll be attacked
by the defense lawyer.

I understand.
Can she do it?

Can she? Probably, yes,

but try to get her
more time.

All the evidence of the affair
came from my daughter.

She told her friends this.
She told her sister.

And you think
she was making it up?

She was very troubled.

She would say things
to get attention.

Two years ago,

when Raymond wouldn't
let her go to a party,

she threatened to say
that he molested her.

She was getting counseling.

She was pathological,
Mr. Donnell.

Okay, now,

what about her blood
on your husband's golf club?

We believe
the club was planted.

By who?

No idea.

Raymond had some enemies
at work.

Fiona, my daughter,
had enemies, too.

She'd gotten
into some drug problems.

Perhaps somebody
wanted to kill her,

had knowledge of
this so-called "affair,"

and then used it
to frame Raymond.

Or perhaps somebody just
wanted to frame Raymond to...

To what?

Get even.

Who would want
to do that?

He was having an affair
with a woman,

which ended last summer.

Do you think
that this woman

might have
killed your daughter?

I don't even know her.

Raymond thinks not.
The police think not.

How old was your daughter?

Sixteen.

Is this where
you're getting the pains?

Yeah, right there.
Mm-hmm.

Could be just ligament strain
or muscle spasm.

It could be pre-eclampsia.

Your B. P.'s a little high.

Well, the paternity suit
really stressed me out.

There are also trace amounts
of protein in your urine.

Oh, great.

Ellenor, have you been
feeling sick lately?

Had the flu, a cold?

No. Why?

You've got an elevated
white blood cell count,

which is normal in pregnancy,
but you're high.

I want to run
some more tests.

Okay, now you're
freaking me out.

Ellenor.

I know you don't want Ben
because he's a personal friend,

but I'd like
for him to see you.

Is the baby in danger?

Not at all,

but I want Ben Gideon
to see you.

All rise. The honorable
Abraham Betts presiding.

Counsel, remain standing.

No need
to get comfortable.

This isn't
going to take very long.

Ms. Gamble,

your motion for a continuance
is denied.

Your honor--

I told you probable cause
on this is thin.

The defendant
does have the right

to a fair and speedy trial,
Ms. Gamble.

Have you forgotten that?

The rape wasn't
that long ago.

The longer you wait,

the less fresh the memories
of your witnesses.

Yes, thank you
for your concern.

You also have my motion

to let the child testify
via closed-circuit television.

Denied.

This trial starts
after lunch.

Your honor,

I'd like to be heard
on my second motion.

You've been read.

The victim is 11.

Forcing an 11-year-old
little girl to sit

in the same room with
the man who raped her--

That's his right.
Confrontation clause.

Face-to-face confrontation
if she testifies.

It doesn't need
to be in the courtroom.

She could testify
closed-circuit.

It's not done that way
in Massachusetts, your honor.

-It could be.
-That's it, Ms. Gamble.

You could save an 11-year-old
girl from needlessly suffering.

That's enough!
The law is the law.

Your motion is denied.

This trial will start
in one hour.

Get your witnesses.

Why is he being
like that?

Because he's a judge
who cares more about his docket

than the emotions of an
11-year-old rape victim.

So what now?

Let's start the case,
see how it goes.

Maybe I can
still get a plea.

And if you can't?

You gave me your word.

Mr. McGowan,
let's just see how it goes.

We found evidence
of vaginal penetration,

lesions, and bruising.

The hymen was broken.

Doctor, were you able
to form a medical opinion

as to what happened?

Based on the examination,

the injuries are consistent
with forcible penetration.

Any evidence of semen?

No.

Any physical evidence,

other than the injuries,
that suggests she was raped?

No, but the injuries--

Thank you, doctor.

You've answered my questions.

You're up next.
20 minutes.

Oh, God.

Just try to relax.
You say exactly what--

Michelle, I smell beer.

I had one. That's all.

Oh, great.

Ms. Gamble,
I was trembling.

My hands were shaking.
Just to calm me. I'm fine.

You need to be strong
up there.

Okay.

His lawyer is going
to come at you.

Just remember,

you're standing up there
for a young girl.

You need to be
as strong as you can.

Okay.

BOBBY: I hate
to be plundering--

Well, my wife's
been screaming at me

to go on vacation
anyway.

The files
are in good shape.

Investigative reports--
you can use all my exhibits.

I can have them
messengered over.

What's the matter?

Losing a high-profile case
a week before trial,

one would think you'd be
a little more upset.

There'll be
other cases, Bobby.

He told you he did it.

No, he didn't.

-He did.
-Bobby--

You can't put him on the stand
to say he didn't do it

since you know the truth,

so he needs a lawyer
who doesn't know the truth.

That's what's going on here,
isn't it?

-Bobby--
-You know too much.

He has denied his guilt
at all times.

Uh-huh.

I looked out of my window
into the vacant lot

and seen him on top of Amanda
with his pants down.

She got away
and started to run,

but he started
chasing her.

HELEN: Who was the man?

Him.

Bruce Wilson.

He lives in the Adams-Green
projects with us.

He was running
after Amanda,

and she was crying,
you know, "Leave me alone."

What did you do?

I ran down to help.

I don't know her real well,
but I know her dad's crippled.

I got downstairs,
Wilson was already gone.

So I got Amanda
settled down.

She was totally upset
and crying.

Holding herself,
you know, down here.

She said that--

Objection-- hearsay.

Excited utterance.

Objection sustained.

What did you do next?

I took her to her dad,

but he doesn't have a car,
so we took a bus

to the emergency room
so she could see a doctor.

And, Ms. Tritter,
had you been drinking that day?

I drank two beers
that morning,

but I wasn't drunk.

I drink a lot.

Two beers doesn't really
affect me that much.

Are you sure
you saw what happened?

Yes.

You ran down when you saw
the girl being attacked?

Yes.

-Right away?
-That's right.

So you saw the attacker
for what, half a second?

No, I--

A couple of seconds.

I had to look
and figure out what was--

You had to look
because the vacant lot--

it's about 200 feet
from your house, right?

I guess.

And when you got there,
the man was gone?

Yeah, he'd run away.

From 200 feet,

you watch for a whole
couple of seconds,

but you're sure
that my client is the man?

You're an alcoholic,
aren't you, Ms. Tritter?

He did it.

I saw him.

You're an alcoholic,
aren't you, Ms. Tritter?

Pretty much.

Do you ever lie about
how much you've had to drink?

Sometimes.

Does your client ever lie
about raping children?

-Move to strike.
-Sustained.

You were drunk that day,
weren't you, Ms. Tritter?

No.

No? You have a car,
don't you?

Yes.

Didn't you tell
Mr. McGowan

that you were
too drunk to drive?

I didn't want to put
anybody at risk,

but I saw what I saw.

Had any alcohol today?

One beer.

Ever been convicted
of a crime?

Once.

What was the charge?

Public drunkenness.

You were found passed out
on a sidewalk.

Am I correct?

Yes.

What have they told you?

Just that I could have
some mysterious infection.

Is he holding
anything back?

He's an old friend, Eugene.
He's not going to lie to me.

I might, if there was
money involved.

-Benjamin Gideon.
-Eugene Young.

Nice to meet you.

All right,
cut the small talk.

Just tell me.

We still don't know.

Did I tell you he was funny?

The ultrasound is clean.

No stones, ducts are clear.

So, more tests?

You might have something
called chorioamnionitis--

an infection
of the amniotic fluid.

I want to schedule
an amnio.

Is it serious?

Could be.

Ben, just tell me, damn it.
Is it serious?

Ellenor, I'm not hiding
anything from you.

We just don't know.

What was your relationship
with her?

At first she hated me
because I wasn't her father.

She called me "step-thing,"

but then our relationship
improved.

How old was she
when you two married?

Thirteen.

As I became
more of a father figure,

we had run-ins
over discipline.

It probably became a typical
father/daughter relationship.

With the exception
that she claimed

that you slept
with her.

She had a history
of lying, Mr. Donnell.

The more exotic,
the better.

This one happened
to make her

more interesting
to her friends.

The bottom line is,

there is just
no evidence of it

other than Fiona going around
saying it happened.

You said
she was getting counseling.

Yes.

Has anybody spoken
to this counselor?

She told him
it happened.

The prosecution plans
to call him as a witness.

She lied to him, too.

Okay.

Tomorrow I'm going to bring
a motion in limine

to suppress
your daughter's statements.

If we win--

-Can you?
-We have a shot.

If we win, there's a chance
that the affair--

The allegation
of that affair.

Yes. There's a chance that
it'll never come into evidence.

And if we lose?

Our chances get worse.

Now, I have to
ask one thing.

I don't mean
to be offensive, but...

What?

Did the police ever
consider you a suspect?

You're asking me
if I killed my own daughter.

Since you had access to both
the victim and the weapon,

I'm wondering
if the police ever asked.

The night of the murder,

I was at my daughter's school
at a board meeting.

Now, whether or not
the police checked,

you'll have to ask them.

(door opens)

Michelle.

I'm sorry.

Why?

'Cause I'm a drunk...

and I didn't do that girl
much good today.

Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

I saw the jury
looking at me.

Michelle, you stuck
to what you saw,

and you were
incredibly brave.

Is Amanda going
to have to testify?

I think
she may have to, yes.

I'm so sorry.

I can just feel it,
Lindsay. She did it.

What's her motive
to kill her own daughter?

I don't know yet.
Insurance,

frame her husband,
I don't know. I'll find out.

Bobby, don't you have
a slight conflict here?

She's the one
who hired you.

To defend him.

He's the client,
not her.

I'm not so sure.

They both seem
to be the clients.

If you're going
to undermine her,

maybe you should get
outside ethics counsel

to tell you what to do.

HELEN: How does it feel?

This is where you'll sit.

Where's my dad
going to be?

Right over here
the whole time.

And I'll be here, too,
Amanda.

I'm just going to ask you
a few easy questions

just so you can get used to
talking up there, okay?

Where is he going to be?

Your father?

No, no, him.

I can't answer that.
I'm not allowed to.

But he'll be
in the courtroom,

and you never
have to look at him

except when I ask you
to point to him.

Can you do that?

I can still call it off.

Look, I won't lie.

I think the guy
will do it again.

I want him
off the streets.

But, doctor,
if you're telling me

it would be too detrimental
to Amanda--

I think it's too soon.

The thing is,
I can't afford to move.

If he's not convicted,
he's back in the projects.

He's back in our building.

Doctor?

I'm worried
about the trauma,

but I'm also concerned
of the lasting effects--

her feeling responsible
for his freedom

should he rape again.

I want to put her on.

You have my word--

if it gets too rough, I will
call this whole thing off.

The statements
are all hearsay.

The prosecution is trying
to introduce them as proof.

I maintain
these would be exceptions

-to the hearsay rule--
-How?

If counsel took the time
to read our memorandum--

I read it twice,
your honor.

The victim boasted of this
affair with the defendant.

There's no bragging exception
to the hearsay rule.

HILLER: Hold on.

Am I to understand
that the evidence

of an affair between
the victim and the defendant--

you have nothing independent
of the girl's claims?

That's correct,
but if you look

at the affidavit
from Fiona's therapist,

you will see that
she was quite upset

when she told him
of the affair.

That would qualify
these statements

as excited utterances,
and therefore exempt them--

The affidavit says
the victim was emotional.

It never says "excited."

Who did the victim
make these claims to?

To her sister,
several friends,

and her therapist.

And when she told
her sister and her friends,

what was the tenor of it?

She was essentially
boasting about it, yes.

We drew a good judge
in Hiller.

She goes by the law,
which gives us a shot,

and she shouldn't
take long to rule.

It is hearsay, right?

Yes, but many times,

judges find a way
to let this stuff in.

In any event,
we have to prepare.

Jenny, I'd like to talk
to you about your sister.

-Can I do that?
-Okay.

And I have some more things
to go over with you.

Can you come by
after lunch?

We'll be there.

Come on.
Let's go see Daddy.

Bobby...

I just talked to Bec.

According to the probate,
when Fiona died,

Kate Littlefield became
the sole beneficiary

of a $2 million
family trust.

Gee, what a shock.

Bobby,
if she's our target--

she did sign
the retainer agreement.

Technically, I think,
she is a client.

We got to protect ourselves.

Okay.

We're ready.

You can walk in
with me, Amanda.

I'll hold your hand.

Amanda?

You just look at me
or the floor, nowhere else.

Nobody's going to
hurt you in there.

Let's go.

Amanda?

Ms. Gamble, are you
calling this witness?

Amanda, you need to come up
to the witness chair.

JUDGE BETTS: Ms. Gamble?

HELEN: Amanda.

JUDGE BETTS: Ms. Gamble?

Your honor...

the commonwealth rests.

-Your honor--
-You're not calling
this witness?

-No, your honor.
-Sidebar, your honor.

Chambers.

I should be allowed
to cross-examine.

I did not call her.

She just gave testimony
in that room.

She did no such thing.

She made an identification,

and you know it, Helen.

She looked at him,
stared.

She did not take the stand.
I didn't call her.

She needs an identification,

so she waltzes
that girl in there

to stare at my client
without being sworn.

I didn't plan what was
going to happen--

Oh, please.

This cannot go to the jury.
I want a mistrial.

Oh, right, then you'll argue
jeopardy has attached

because we caused
a mistrial.

What, so he can walk free
to rape another sixth grader?

You don't want to be
responsible for that.

Is that what this is,
Ms. Gamble?

You couldn't make the case,
so you want me to take the heat

for letting him
back on the streets?

I'm not trying
to do that.

If what just happened
in there was planned,

then he's right--
you are totally unethical.

And if you were surprised,
you are grossly incompetent,

even for a government
lawyer.

Either way, you're the one
to blame for a mistrial here.

You, not me.

We pushed that little girl
before she was ready.

You, especially,
your honor.

This is what happens.

I say what happens here,
not you.

Now get out.

Did you believe
your sister at all?

No. She liked
to shock people,

and this had
a great shock value,

sleeping with
her stepfather.

All attention
would just turn to her.

And you told this
to the police?

Yes.

Okay, your dad--
does he have a temper?

Not really.

I mean, he can get mad,

but if you're asking
if he could have done this,

the answer is no way.

Okay, I have to ask.

What about your mother?

What about her?

She had access

to the victim
and the murder weapon.

What was your mother's
relationship with Fiona?

It was fine.

Could you conceive of her
wanting to harm your sister?

No.

For me to help your dad,

is there anything
you're not telling me?

My mother loved my sister.
She would never hurt her.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

Ms. Gamble's bringing
a witness into this room,

then changing her mind
and deciding not to call her

was one of the sorriest,
most reprehensible things

I have ever seen on the bench.

Ms. Gamble's arrogance
and stupidity

should have been apparent to
everyone in this courtroom.

Now, the defendant has moved
for a mistrial.

That motion is denied.

You are, however,
to give no consideration

to the victim's behavior
in this room,

not even her presence--
none.

The evidence before you is only
the testimony of Ms. Tritter

and the testimony
of Dr. Inwood--

nothing else.

We'll adjourn for 20 minutes,

then, Mr. Pashman,
you'll begin your closing.

There's no conflict
per se.

Who you think did it
doesn't matter.

You're simply trying
to establish

that Raymond Littlefield
didn't.

Rebecca, you know what
we're talking about.

We might plan B the wife.

She hired us, and I'm thinking
she's a client.

And are you
going to do that?

We don't know,
but it's an option. Can we?

Well, here's where
it gets murky.

If you tip her off that
you plan to go after her,

then it undermines
the interest of Raymond.

We know it's murky.
I want the answer.

Don't snap at me.
I just got out of a coma.

Look, we need
independent counsel

to give us an opinion.

In the meantime, if we win
on this hearsay issue,

we won't need
to plan B anybody.

So let's see
how that goes.

What about Raymond's mistress?

I'm meeting
with her today.

BOBBY: How's she doing?

Okay. She feels pretty good.

What about emotionally?
How's she holding up?

She's scared.

All they have to identify
my client--

all they have is the testimony
of an admitted alcoholic

who says she saw it
for a couple of seconds

from 200 feet away
while she was drinking.

That's it.

A two-second I.D.
from 200 feet away

from a woman who was too drunk
to even drive at the time.

Was there any physical evidence
linking this crime to my client?

No.

Any DNA? No.

A hair? A fiber?

Secretion of oil from a hand?

A fingerprint? Nothing.

The say-so of a drunk
at 200 feet--

that's the prosecution's
entire case.

Beyond reasonable doubt.

Sometimes the strength
of a prosecution's case

can't equal
the horror of a crime.

An 11-year-old girl was raped.

It would be nice to have DNA.

Eleven years old.

With the idea that a rapist

could be put back out there
to rape more children,

I'd love to have
more eyewitnesses than I do,

but as it is often the case,

when rapists abduct
11-year-old little girls

and drag them off to rape them,

they look for secluded areas

where there's less chance
of being seen,

and most rapists--
they're not seen.

But this rapist was seen.

Michelle Tritter told you
exactly what she saw,

and her testimony
is uncontroverted.

She bravely got up there

under attack,
being called a drunk,

and she bravely told you
what she saw.

Now, the defense talked about
all the evidence we don't have.

Why is that?

It's because they know
what we do have--

the medical evidence,
the eyewitness' evidence

is more than enough
to convict.

Ms. Tritter's not perfect.

No eyewitness ever is.

But if you believe her,

then you know
what happened here.

Bruce Wilson was doing

exactly what Michelle Tritter
saw him doing.

He was raping Amanda McGowan.

Eleven years old.

It's not a question of whether
we've proved it

beyond reasonable doubt.

We have proved it
beyond any doubt.

The day his daughter was raped,

Howard McGowan asked me

if I would get the man
who did this.

I told him
I couldn't really do that...

but you can.

Do you realize
my little girl

is already bigger
than this guy?

Then I'd go
straight C-section,

that's all I can say.

Oh, I'll take her
any way she comes.

(baby coos)

Yeah.

(knock on door)

I'll take him. Hey.

She can stay.
Just tell me.

Um, you really want
to know?

You really want to live?
Tell me.

Lab results are normal,
including the repeat CBC.

Meaning?

Meaning we need the bed,

and you're starting
to bug me, so go home.

-ELLENOR: Really?
-I'll give you the steroids
to take home.

You can start tomorrow.

I'm okay?
The baby's okay?

Crisis averted.

Oh, my God.

BAILIFF: Be seated.

I have reviewed
the prosecution's proffer,

as well as the declaration
of the victim's therapist.

The right to confront
one's accuser,

the right to cross-examine
prosecutorial witnesses--

these are fundamental principles
to our criminal justice system.

The statements
made by the victim

that she was having an affair
with the defendant--

these are
out-of-court declarations,

being offered for the truth
of those declarations.

They constitute hearsay.

They are inadmissible,

and they will not be entered
into evidence

for the purpose
of this proceeding.

-We are adjourned.
-(gavel pounds)

Well, congratulations.

You now have
an excellent chance at freedom.

What happens now?

I expect the D. A. Will be
calling me to strike a deal.

All they have now
for evidence

is the victim's blood
on your golf club,

and they can't make
reasonable doubt on that.

Are you accusing me
of murder, Mr. Berluti?

I'm doing no such thing.

I'm just interviewing everybody
who could conceivably have

a grudge against
Raymond Littlefield.

You two were lovers.

You broke up
three months before--

If I were going to
kill somebody out of anger,

wouldn't I have
chosen him?

I'm not saying you
killed anybody. I'm just--

You're looking for somebody
to point the finger at

to create reasonable doubt.

I'm a lawyer myself,
Mr. Berluti,

and I'm more than familiar

with the tactics employed
by your firm.

You rise only slightly above
the kind of person

who would kill a young girl
with a golf club.

I don't appreciate that.

And I don't appreciate being
set up as a plan B victim.

Okay.

As somebody who knows
Mr. Littlefield,

do you think he's capable
of committing this crime?

I think anybody's capable of
swinging a golf club

in a fit of rage.

Do I think he did?

No.

Who's your suspect, then?

Have you looked
at his wife?

You think she would kill
her own daughter?

I think anybody's capable
of swinging a golf club

in a fit of rage.

Why did you
and Mr. Littlefield

end your affair?

His wife found out
about it.

The defendant
will please rise.

Mr. Foreman,

the jury has reached
a unanimous verdict?

We have, your honor.

What say you?

Commonwealth vs. Bruce Wilson

on the count of rape
of a child under 12.

We find the defendant
Bruce Wilson...

guilty.

JUDGE: Members of the jury,
this completes your service.

You're dismissed
with the thanks of the court.

Security, please take
the defendant into custody.

We'll see you on March the 20th
for sentencing,

and we're adjourned.

We'll need
a victim impact statement

from you and Amanda.

Ms. Gamble...

Go see your daughter.

(sighs)

(knock on door)

You look ready to dance.

Actually, I am,
as blown away as I feel.

What's up?

Well, when I called you,

I was prepared
to offer manslaughter.

Then...

What?

DNA analysis
came up from Baltimore.

There was some
contaminated blood

on the victim
near the vagina.

We've identified
the contaminant.

It was a trace of semen.

It genetically matches
your client.

We're as shocked
as you.

If you need more time
to prepare,

we'll of course agree
to a continuance.

Don't lie to me.

It can't be right.

It's pretty much a scientific
certainty, Raymond.

They will now be able
to prove

you were there
and you had sex with her.

The game is over, Raymond.

If I have any chance--
any chance at all

of saving you
from a life sentence,

you have to tell me
how that semen got there.

I didn't kill her.

How did that semen
get there, Raymond?

(exhales)

Aside from being sick,

you're screwed.

I didn't kill her,
Mr. Donnell.

Whatever else might have
happened between us,

I did not kill her.

Oh, my God!

And it took them till now
to identify it?

Evidently,
it was contaminated.

Now they're sure
it's his semen.

Unbelievable.

How old was
the stepdaughter?

Sixteen.

What a pig.

Are you ready
for your soup?

You have to eat now.

Yes, but I have to go
to the bathroom first,

and it needs more salt.

How do you know?

Because your soup
always does.

And who makes soup
for breakfast, anyway?

Get your own nurse,
one who can fry an egg.

I can scramble eggs.

Fantastic.
His own stepdaughter--

You know, kids just aren't
innocent anymore, Jimmy.

These days,
it's all about--

(crash)

Ellenor!

Ellenor! Ellenor!
Oh, God. Ellenor.

Ellenor? Oh, jeez.

Oh. Oh, Ellenor.

Yes, it's an emergency.

We got a woman,
eight months pregnant,

unconscious.

-Is she breathing?
-Get an ambulance.

JIMMY:
We need an ambulance now.

466 Milbury Street,
apartment 11-B.

Ellenor, please,
oh, please.

Get it here now!

♪ (theme)

You stinker!