All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S02E16 - Vengeance (720p WEB-DL x265 ImE)_track3_[eng]

In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented

by two separate
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Mrs. Schwinger
on the fourth floor's

been complaining
three times a day.

So it's slow.

What's her rush,
anyway?

It's not the controls.

Gears?

Or the brakes
jamming.

It's probably kids.

Bozos call it
elevator surfing.

Ride the tops,
jump from one to the other.

Give me a flashlight,
will you?

I just don't want
any lawsuits.

I been here 12 years.

Never opened.

Going to have to take it
down to the basement.

Lower it slow.

You Local 196?

Wouldn't work if I wasn't.

My brother-in-law,
20 years of dues.

Now he's
in St. Thomas...

Oh, my God.

Stop the damn thing.

This is preliminary.

CERRETA:
We're listening.

Death by strangulation.

Looks like a wire.

Premortem cuts and abrasions
on the face.

She fought back.

I bagged her hands

in case there's anything
under her nails.

She's partially
out of rigor.

She's been dead
24 to 36 hours.

Monday night.

Mr. Hellman,

have you ever
seen her before?

Yeah. Judy Bream, 3B.

She live alone?

Yeah. Alone.

you do--
Here's what

first, let those men
into Judy's apartment

then later I'll have
some questions for you.

Does this sound familiar?

Young woman, nude,
strangled with wire

duct tape on her face,
body tossed like garbage.

East River Park,
six months ago.

Same guy?

Could be.

That would be number two
in a series of...

Well, it depends on how late
in his game we're coming in.

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She was a grad student
at Columbia.

Some kind of ancient
history, I think.

Moved in about
a year and a half ago.

Family lives
in Hartford.

Old man cosigned
the lease.

What kind of tenant
was she?

A doll.

If they were
all like her...

What about boyfriends?

I don't keep track.

Anyway, when you're
young and beautiful,

who wants to be alone?

Tell me about
this building, okay?

Anybody hanging around
who didn't belong?

On the Upper West Side?

You want them all

or just the ones
that talk to themselves?

No sign of forcible entry.

Must have been somebody
she knew or expected.

There's nothing
about it in here.

This whole week's marked off
as being in Connecticut.

Her folks live in Hartford.

Last couple
of months

two doctor's visits,
a paper, three exams

one potluck dinner.

Found it on the floor
near the bed.

Wrapper for
a Polaroid cartridge.

She have a camera?

Didn't find one.

Think our boy's
a shutterbug?

Some are.

Helps them to remember
the good times.

Let's hope
this is a coincidence.

I don't think so.

We turned up a third vic
three months ago in Queens.

All three
taped, strangled, tossed.

Rape?

No evidence of penetration.

Three kills
in six months.

Slow but consistent.

Oh, man.

All right.

Nothing to encourage this guy
to pick up the pace.

No press.

I want to keep this
off the books.

Anything you need,
you come directly to me.

Did he leave us
anything at all to go on?

Autopsy report...

says digestion
on her stomach contents

puts the time of death

between 7:00 and 8:00
Monday night.

Other than that,
we got nada.

No prints,
no fluids, no hairs.

Regular angel of death.

The last one--
Judy Bream--

he tossed down
the elevator shaft.

And?

You need a special key.

Elevator repairmen,
firemen, electricians.

Great. So, that narrows it
down to, what?

About 100,000 suspects?

Hey, the guys in Brooklyn
were lucky, huh?

They got the Son of Sam
on parking tickets.

Yeah. Six months
and six bodies later.

( phone buzzes )

What?

Yeah.

Thanks.

The Breams are outside.

You want to do it
in here?

No.

Let's take
an interrogation room.

I told her
she'd be safer

in one of the university
residences,

but, uh...

she knew better.

Had to have
her own place.

( sighs )

Judy was never afraid
of anything

not even as a child.

We know that Judy was supposed
to spend the week with you.

Was there any reason
that those plans were changed?

She got a call Sunday afternoon
up at our house--

someone connected
with the building.

MRS. BREAM:
I heard...

I heard her call him Mr. Cook.

Um... some work had to be done.

Do you know what kind of work?

No.

Something electrical.

With the wiring.

They...

( sobbing )

They had to move
the furniture.

At least
that's what Judy said.

Would Judy have told
the building manager

how to reach her
up in Connecticut?

MR. BREAM:
No. She didn't
have to.

Her calls were forwarded.

Her phone, was it...?

Was it listed?

No.

I thought it would be safer.

( Mrs. Bream sobbing softly )

All three were killed
in their apartments.

But the first two were dumped
at least half mile away,

while Judy Bream was
left in her building.

Why?

He's in a rush.

Couldn't get her
out of the building.

It doesn't make sense.

It would be easier to leave
them in their apartments.

He does it, Phil.

It's got to mean
something, Phil.

What?
Power? Degradation?

A sense of finality?

Okay,
thanks.

If this guy knew these girls,

it wasn't because
he changed their fuses.

Their buildings were serviced

by three different
electrical contractors.

There's got to be a connection.

He picks
these girls.

Volunteer work--

Judy Bream
did three hours a week

at the Stuart Counseling Center
in the Bronx.

Debra Beckett did United Way
every Christmas.

A couple of times a year
at a soup kitchen.

Sandy Markham,
no charity work.

Lots of political.

Canvassed for
Senator Peppino in '90.

Registered "not interested."

State politics
in Connecticut.

Sport club membership,
Columbia athletic.

Racquetball every day.

Mine goes to the Downtown Y.

Not a jock.

Repeated visits

to Dr. Phillip Banks,
OB-GYN.

Who?

Phillip Banks.

You got, uh...

you got Bream's

appointment book?

She was seeing a doctor.

In November.

November 24,
Dr. P. Banks, 9:00 A.M.

What about your Queens lady?

He... Crap.

It's not a match.

Dr. Charles Cohen,
Forest Hills.

Still, we got two out of three.

It's worth a look.

Well, Marcus Welby he's not.

One assault charge
three years ago.

He pleaded down
to a misdemeanor.

Complainant was his ex-wife.
Dig this.

Broke her jaw during
a marriage counseling session.

This man is a lover
and a fighter.

The AMA has received

over a dozen complaints
against Banks.

Former patients,
their husbands--

the doc likes to play around

while his patients
are in the stirrups.

He still has a license?

Protect thine own.

The AMA refused to pursue.

I just know what I read
in the papers.

The city's going
straight to hell.

She'd been your
patient for long?

First appointment
was, uh, February.

Routine pelvic.

You ever ask her out?

CERRETA:
Debra Beckett--

she was your patient, too,
right?

What the hell
are you getting at?

Two of your
patients

have been murdered
in the last three months.

CERRETA:
Did you ever examine
Sandy Markham?

No.

Do you mind
if we check your records?

Sure, be my guest.
My nurse will help you.

Thanks. By the way,

did you happen to have a date
last Monday night?

Yes.

Emily Feist,
nine pounds, three ounces.

Born Monday, 7:16 P.M.,
after three hours of labor.

Yeah.

What do you got?

Okay. Thanks a lot.

Hospital has him
signing in at 4:16,

signing out
at ten to 8:00.

It would take him
at least 20 minutes

to get to Judy Bream's place.

The M.E. puts the time
of death between 7:00 and 8:00.

But M.E.'s have been known
to be off by an hour or so.

We still have to connect
Sandy Markham.

She never saw Dr. Banks.

Maybe he's lying.

Maybe she did see him
under a different name.

Let's go talk
to Dr. Cohen.

No.

Sandy Markham was referred
by Dr. Rosen on Park Avenue.

Had she ever been treated
by Dr. Banks?

We can get a subpoena.

If she had been,

I think she would
have told me.

Why?

He's a disgrace.

I wouldn't send my schnauzer
to see Phillip Banks.

You don't like
his bedside manner?

The guy's a walking lawsuit.

Malpractice?

Now he's
branching out.

My bookkeeper tells they're
after him for insurance fraud.

You and Banks have
the same bookkeeper?

Yes.

You mind giving us his name?

Albert Lawrence Cheney.

Spent five years
in Attica.

Cheating on his taxes?

He got Man Two,
paroled in '89...

He killed a girl
in Queens.

Strangulation? Tape?

Rest of the file
will be in tomorrow.

You want to wait?

Not on your life.
Risk losing another one? No.

Hello?

Hello.

Does Albert Cheney
live here?

Yes.

Is he here

because we'd like
to talk to him.

I'm Mrs. Cheney.

Is there a problem?

No, it's not a problem.

Just want to talk to him.

He's in
the other room.

He's busy working.

Excuse me.

Are you Albert
Lawrence Cheney?

Yes.

Do you mind if we talk?

I'm in the middle...

LOGAN:
I think it will keep.

Don't you think we'd be
more comfortable at the station?

Look, I'm not trying
to outrun my past.

I did the time.

LOGAN:
So you're
rehabilitated.

I didn't do the crime.

CERRETA:
Aren't you bitter

having spent five years
in Attica for something

you didn't do?

I'm at peace with it now.

I was unlucky enough
to be at the wrong place

at the wrong time.

My lawyer said

the best thing was to deal.

"Five was better than 15,"
he said.

You work

with Dr. Banks and Dr. Cohen.

And Burton and Scarlon
and Schuman.

How long you been
keeping books?

Two years, since I got out.

And before that?

Master electrician.

Manhattan Power
doesn't like ex-cons.

Last Monday night,
you remember what you did?

My wife and I went
to dinner and a movie.

It was an early show, 5:00.

You know a woman
named Judy Bream?

Why? What happened to her?

She was murdered.

We had pizza
at Julio's in Astoria.

What time did you
leave the restaurant?

Around 8:00, although
I'm not exactly certain.

Where did you go?

I drove Albert home.

I went to work,
the Post Office. night shift.

I punched in at 9:00.

Have you been married
a long time?

A year.

Seven years ago,
I saw his picture in the paper.

He had such gentle eyes.

I wrote him
and he wrote me back.

And when he was released?

He joined our church group,
St. Eligius Baptist.

He's a good man, Detective.

Phil.

It was in the bottom drawer.

There's no film,

but it's the same type
to fit the wrapper we found.

My son has the same one.

Look at this.

Duct tape.

Your son got one of these--

a Manhattan Power Company
employee I.D.?

Expires June, 1985.

Think Albert kept it
as a souvenir?

The fibers
from his washer-dryer--

beige with a wool/acrylic
weave--

matched the carpeting
in Judy Bream's apartment.

Must have been
on Cheney's clothes

when he washed them.

Puts him at the scene.

Or in my apartment
or 10,000 others.

It's not what you'd
call unique.

Had better luck
with the duct tape.

The roll
from Cheney's apartment,

same as the tape
recovered from the body.

We pieced together
the tape on the roll

with the tape on the girl.

The tears at the end were ragged
enough to make a match.

So, please tell me
this is conclusive.

Probable.

Sorry.

CRAGEN:
Duct tape

carpet fibers, I.D. card,
prior conviction--

it adds up, Paul.

To a weak indictment.

The prior bad act
is inadmissible,

the rest,
circumstantial.

What about Cheney's phone?

Brick wall-- the LUD's show

no telephone calls
to any of the victims.

Alibi?

His wife punched in
to work at 9:00.

Before that, nobody remembers
him at the movies or restaurant.

An alibi that
can't be verified.

Or refuted.

It's possible we're wrong
about Cheney.

Guilty people call their
lawyers-- he hasn't.

And innocent people
kick and scream.

I haven't seen him do that
either.

You guys want
to indict him

then have it
just die?

Fine.

Get Cheney
into interrogation.

Look at it, Albert.

You're the only one.

No one else appears here
three times.

You want to explain that to me?

It's a fluke.

Fine.

Maybe you can help me
because we're a little stumped.

Who else has total access
to these women's lives?

You look at their files
every day.

You look at their charts,
their billing statements.

Do the doctors you work for,

do they know you snoop
through patients' files?

I don't do that.

I just do
the accounting.

Maybe so, Albert,
maybe so,

but we know
you did Judy Bream.

We know that.

I never met those girls.

I told you.

Okay...

You recognize this?

It's a picture
of your electrician's I.D.

I worked there
for five years.

That was eight years ago.

How come you kept it so long?

We know how you got
into those girls' apartments.

We know all about
your electrician's routine.

You're a pretty smart guy,
Albert--

like the way
you opened those elevator doors

to toss Judy Bream's body
down there.

Boy, that had us going.

Till we figured out
you were using

one of those elevator
access keys.

All you electricians
have those access
keys, don't you?

I don't know about any key.

Oh, sure you do.

We checked with Manhattan Power.
They told us that you do.

They told us
that after you were fired,

you didn't turn in the key.

That's not true.

It's true.

Albert.

Albert, don't
fight us on this.

We know that you
didn't turn it in.
They told us.

He was fired
eight years ago.

Manhattan Power keeps records
of their keys?

They don't even know
if he really had one.

Look, I just don't think
that's true.

I can't remember having one.

See you in a while, pal.

This was next to Judy's bed
on the floor.

It's the exact same kind
of film your camera uses.

She doesn't even have
a camera like that.

How did it get there?

When did you take
the pictures, Albert?

Before you killed her?

Be much more gruesome
after, though, wouldn't it?

It's your work.

You could see what you've done.

I've never even been
in her place.

And yet, your duct tape
was there,

there were carpet fibers
on your clothes,

you got her address
from Dr. Banks's files

and you have
an electrician's badge!

You like looking
at those pictures,

don't you, Albert?

Takes you back.

You got a special
place for them?

I don't have any pictures.

CRAGEN:
These are ligature marks,
Albert.

You see,
when you strangle someone,

you leave marks

like fingerprints.

This is...

Sally Kessler, the girl
you killed eight years ago.

See those ligature marks
way up high?

Just like the ones
on Judy's neck.

You like to get them
up high, don't you?

They take longer to suffocate
that way, right?

CRAGEN:
Is that when you get
your knee in their back

and give it a yank?

You know what I want to know?

Why did you switch from ties
to electrical cord?

Is that better?

You get more control that way?

Maybe the ties
were a little too risky, huh?

A couple wind up
damaged or missing.

The wife starts wondering,
thinking, asking questions.

"Is the man I sit next to
in church every Sunday

really what he
says he is?"

I...

I'm tired.

You want to talk
to a lawyer?

Get it off your chest.

It will be privileged.

No.

It's just that I'm tired,
that's all.

I want to go lie down.

Yeah, okay, soon,
very soon.

I just want to go over

a couple more things
here, all right?

CERRETA:
These are the keys
we found in your apartment.

Which one
is the elevator key?

I don't know
if I have one.

They say you did.

You kept it
like you kept your I.D.

Is it this one here, huh?

No, that's uh, uh...

Sara's old place
in the Bronx.

How about this one?

That's for the garage.

What about this?

Sara's bicycle.

The lock.

This one?

Is that an elevator access key?

No. It's for the storage.

You're lying, Albert.

Your building has no storage.

Not there.

I mean on Sutphin.

One of those rental places?

What do you keep there, Albert?

Just, uh...

junk.

The pictures.

I'll get working
on a search warrant.

According to this,

the guy came in
about once a week

usually in the evenings.

LOGAN:
Phil!

Some people collect

baseball cards.

BAILIFF:
Case number 750127,

People v.
Albert Lawrence Cheney.

Three counts of murder
in the second degree.

Talk to me.

Counselor?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Mr. Robinette?

Your Honor, as far
as the State is concerned,

the heinous nature
of the crimes charged

mandates that the defendant
be held without bail.

My client has rights.

And so do the rest of women
in this city.

I think that's...

Save it, Carl.

Court orders
defendant held without bail.

All right,
you behave yourself.

The police repeatedly told
Albert Cheney

he had a right
to an attorney.

He waived that right?

Several times.

Miranda.

Waiver's got to be made

voluntarily, knowingly,
and intelligently.

Carl, this guy's
been there before.

He's well aware of his rights.

But after 12 hours,
guy would forget his name.

Come again?

They battered

my client for 12 hours.

Of course he broke.

And gave us a box full
of photographs of his victims.

BERG:
Supreme Court says

we should look at the totality
of the circumstances--

length of detention,
prolonged questioning,

mental exhaustion.

Carl, this guy
is a serial killer.

He'll do it again.

You get the stake,
I've got the match.

What is it,
Ben, huh?

Charge a guy

with killing three girls,

he loses his rights
against self-incrimination?

The Supreme Court
never set hard and fast rules

about length of interrogations.

It is a judgment call.

In my judgment,

the more heinous
the crime,

the more protective we must be
of the rights

of the accused.

Police overstepped their bounds.

I'm excluding the photos.

We had a warrant.

Without the browbeating,
you wouldn't have known

where to search.

As the photos

were wrongfully presented
to the grand jury,

this entire indictment
should be dismissed.

We have physical evidence

linking him to
the crime scene--

a false
electrician's I.D.

It's all on the Bream girl.

What about the others?

Zippo.

Ben?

We drop the charges

on the first two girls.

Try it only on Judy Bream.

Remember, Ben, he's being tried
for the Bream murder alone.

Any mention of any priors,
we return to "go."

I've watched Berg's work
for years.

He doesn't try a case.

He charms the jury.

When he's done, they'll give
Cheney a Nobel prize.

So much
for victims' rights.

Dead people don't have any,
my boy.

What do we got here?

What we don't have is one
iota of direct evidence.

Cheney can't be that good.

He's had practice.

Two priors,
no evidence whatsoever.

But they caught him once, right?

ROBINETTE:
Man Two.

He only spent five years
in Attica.

Berg represent him?

Who prosecuted?

Fleischman.

In Brooklyn.

In this business,
lightning does strike twice.

Find out how the hell
Berg did it.

How could I forget?

Sally Kessler, 18 years old.

An Hermes tie
wrapped around her neck.

Dumped naked
into a recycling bin

behind Nathan's
out at Coney island.

He's using wire now.

Times is hard.

It's scary.

Cheney sat there and smiled
while he told us about it.

Wait a minute.

He confessed?

That was the only way

we were going
to touch that guy.

But he only served five
for Man Two.

We're questioning Cheney,

nice and polite,
getting nowhere.

Soon he asked to see his shrink.

We ignore him, keep on pressing.

After an hour or so

we hit a sore spot
and Cheney spills his guts.

What's the problem?

He goes and hires Carl Berg.

Berg hears
about this shrink thing,

starts doing a song and dance,

screaming and yelling
about Fare v. Michael C.

The case where the kid asked
for his parole officer?

Supreme Court
said it's not the same thing

as asking for a lawyer.

Only at that time,

the Supreme Court
had heard arguments,

but hadn't yet handed down
its opinion.

Parole officer, shrink--
could have gone either way.

So you cut a deal.

I got him off the streets

for five to 15.

Usually I take all bets,

but the chance
that Cheney goes free?

I'm sorry.

Those stakes were just too high.

And he served the minimum?

Warden said he was
a model prisoner.

Parole Board agreed.

( telephone rings )

Robinette.

Yeah?

Thanks.

The Breams
are in your office.

They're not alone.

A lawyer, Jack O'Connell

from the Connecticut D.A.'s
office, is with them.

So the Brooklyn D.A. screws up

and this psycho
is free to kill again.

Nobody screwed up.

They had to cut a deal.

My daughter is dead
because of a technicality!

I regret it,

but the Supreme Court decided
a long time ago

that when the system errs,

of individual rights.
it will be on the side

If my daughter had
been hit by a car,

we could sue the driver.

Can we sue the Supreme
Court, Mr. Stone?

I assure you, Mrs. Bream,
we'll do the best we can.

Maybe I can do you one better.

Cheney lured Judy from
Connecticut into New York,

where he ultimately held her
captive and killed her.

With your assistance,
we can prosecute him

in Connecticut for kidnapping.

He never abducted her.

Kidnapping by pretense.

STONE:
When Cheney phoned with
this electrician's story,

he had no idea the call was
forwarded to Connecticut.

He thought she was home.

He had no intent

of luring her
anywhere.

Oh, no. I was there
when the call came.

Judy told him
that she was

at our house.

O'CONNELL:
With death being

the ultimate result
of the kidnapping,

we can toss in felony murder.

I don't understand.

It's simple.

In Connecticut,
we have the death penalty.

Yeah, it's like Chicago
in the '20s.

You don't like someone,

hire a couple of out-of-state
thugs to rub him out.

They don't want justice, Adam.

They want vengeance.

An eye for an eye worked
for thousands of years.

What are you
going to do, Ben?

I said thanks, but no thanks.

They can have Cheney
after we're through with him.

If we lose, double jeopardy
prevents anyone

from retrying him
on the murder.

O'Connell says
he has a good shot

at admitting evidence
from the prior murders

to show that Cheney had the
requisite intent to kidnap.

But their case is bogus, Paul.

You saw the mother.
She's lying.

Her daughter never told Cheney
she was in Connecticut.

What jury won't believe
a grieving mother?

STONE:
Cheney is an animal.

Yes, he should be tried
and convicted,

but, no, we shouldn't subvert
the legal system to do it.

And if Mrs. Bream is
telling the truth?

He committed a crime
in New York.

Our law says he should be
convicted, not executed.

What about his alibi?

ROBINETTE:
It plays,
as far as I can tell.

Sara Cheney punched into work
at 9:00 P.M.

Don't coworkers
scratch each other's backs?

She drives to work, doesn't she?

Civil service.

Can't be fired.

Bennies up the ying yang.

Should've taken the exam.

All the postal workers
park here?

Half-price.

Uncle Sam picks up the rest.

We keep the receipts.

The Feds don't trust anybody.

Here we go.

Cheney, green Metro.

Punched in 9:45.

She covered for him.

ROBINETTE:
Her friend admitted

she punched her time card
for her at 9:00.

Even if Cheney gave her
a play-by-play,

we can't put her
on the stand.

Spousal privilege.

No way Cheney waives it.

Oh, the Breams
are playing hardball now.

The Connecticut D.A.'s motion
to have Cheney extradited.

So we'll stop it.

We'll get an injunction.

Have you seen the
civil calendar lately?

Cheney will be tried
and dead six months

before we get a judge
looks at our papers.

We'll get a temporary
restraining order,

we'll do the papers tonight,

and we'll be at 9:30
calendar call tomorrow.

You got other plans?

I don't know.

Representing Cheney
in civil court

just so we can prosecute him?

I am not representing Cheney.

I am representing the people
of the State of New York.

Your Honor, I'm sure

I needn't remind
this court

of the full faith
and credit clause

of the U.S. Constitution,
which mandates

that sister states
honor each other's laws.

Albert Cheney broke the laws
of the State of New York.

He was arrested within
its boundaries.

It would be a miscarriage

to allow another state
to usurp its jurisdiction.

The issue in this motion
is not jurisdiction, Your Honor.

It is the inadequacy, no, the
complete inability of New York

to deal with violent criminals.

And you believe
that Connecticut is more able?

New York has tried to deal
with Albert Lawrence Cheney,

Your Honor, and at least
four young women are dead.

Was he rehabilitated,
and did his five years

in prison prevent recidivism?

Obviously not.

So the only thing left
is revenge.

You tell me.

You had your turn, Mr. Stone.

And let's do without the
rhetoric, Counselor.

If you grant Mr. Stone's motion

and if he tries the defendant
and loses,

we are then precluded
from prosecuting him

for the murder of Judy Bream.

Bottom line, Your Honor,

Albert Cheney is of no use
to anyone alive.

Is this forum shopping?

This is a criminal case.

Yes, I know, Mr. Stone,
and this is civil court.

Why you want to keep
Mr. Cheney alive is beyond me.

I, for one,
wouldn't lose any sleep

if they flipped the switch.

That's not relevant, Your Honor.

I know.

Unfortunately, Mr. Stone
has met the burden

required by law
for a restraining order.

As such, I am forced
to grant his motion.

The case against
Albert Cheney stays put.

May God help both of us if you
lose that trial, Mr. Stone.

The M.E.'s report?

Paul, are you
with me, here?

We've taken flyers before,
but...

You would prefer that I
let O'Connell try this case?

The courts are not
your personal soapbox.

Have you heard me preach?

Better we bend the system
than risk letting him walk

because of some
unfounded morality.

Who's preaching now?

You're not talking
about convicting him,

you're talking
about killing him.

I think my tax dollars
can be put to better use

than clothing, housing
and feeding Albert Cheney.

Now maybe I'm just pragmatic.

The cost to the state
of a capital trial

is roughly $1.8 million--

that is twice the cost
of an average life imprisonment.

Now who's being pragmatic?

Maybe the Breams are entitled
to a little vengeance.

Oh, "do unto others
as they did unto you"?

We burn the homes of arsonists?

We sexually abuse
those who rape?

You're rationalizing.

Maybe, but the New York State
Court of Appeals

says the death penalty
is cruel and inhuman.

And what do you say?

And I say

we uphold
the laws of this state.

LOGAN:
There was a toolbox

and in it, we found
duct tape, electrical wire

and a Manhattan Power Company
employee I.D.

issued to Mr. Cheney.

We also found
a Polaroid camera in a desk.

And the cumulative
effect of this evidence

was sufficient to
arrest Mr. Cheney?

Yes, that and the fact

that he worked
for her gynecologist.

Thank you, Detective.

The duct tape that was used
on the victim...

is there anything
special about it?

No.

It could be purchased
at any hardware store, correct?

That's correct.

Good.

That narrows it down to, what--
eight million suspects,

assuming the culprit
lived in New York City.

Judy Bream
had an unlisted number.

Whoever killed her
had to get that number

from somewhere, sir.

Uh-huh.

Can you identify this,
Detective?

That's the victim's
address book.

We found it
in her apartment.

Would you...?

Please.

Tell me, what do you see
in the back portion of the book?

Names, addresses, phone numbers.

And how many names--
roughly--

would you say
appear there?

Roughly? Uh...

I would say
roughly a hundred.

Would it be fair to say
that these hundred people,

who were kind enough to give
Judy their phone numbers,

were also lucky enough
to receive hers?

Objection.

BERG:
Withdrawn.

Detective, you don't have
any evidence at all

against my client, do you?

Your Honor?

That's enough, Mr. Berg.

I have no further questions.

MRS. BREAM:
She spent the weekend with us.

She was off for the holidays.

She was planning on staying
the entire week.

Why did Judy return to the city?

She got a telephone call.

Something about her electricity.

Did she typically leave the door
to her apartment unlocked?

No. She had three chains
on her door.

Her father insisted.

You'd ring the bell

and then she'd double-check,
you know, through the peephole.

When was the last time
you spoke to Judy?

It was that night.

I had her on the phone.

The doorbell rang

and she went to answer it.

Did she put you
on hold?

No. She had a portable phone.

What, if anything,
did you hear then, Mrs. Bream?

I heard her call

to the man through the door.

Did you hear his response?

STONE:
Mrs. Bream?

Mrs. Bream,
did you hear

his response?

Yes.

What did
he say?

Calls for hearsay, Your Honor.

Statement against penal
interest, Your Honor.

Not if my client didn't say it.

Sustained.

No more questions.

I'm truly sorry
about your daughter, Mrs. Bream.

I'll try to make this short.

The voice
that you said you heard...

I heard it.

And do you think

that you could, uh,
recognize the voice?

No.

Because it was through the door,
isn't that right?

So...

all you're sure of

is that it was a man
at the door.

Would you consider that you
and Judy were fairly close?

She was my daughter.

She ever tell you

about any of her friends?

Do you recall her
ever mentioning...

someone by the name of Finkel?

Robert,
I think it was.

Was he one
of her friends?

Ahem. Yes.

And Michael Schwartz?

Yes.

And Steve Eidler?

Yes, but...

And Brian Sherman,

Peter Brav, and Alan Sklar?

Now, tell me,
Mrs. Bream.

Isn't it possible
that it was Robert Finkel

or Michael Schwartz,

Steve Eidler,
Peter Brav,

Brian Sherman, or Alan Sklar

who was at the door that night?

Why are you doing this?

Sh... sh... she was my daughter.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

He took her from me.

Berg's got them
eating out of his hand.

Yeah. I had a professor
in law school

who said the case is won
by an attorney

who is better liked
by the jury.

Laws, facts, truth--
nothing to do with it.

Maybe in a contract case,
but this is a serial killer.

The jury doesn't know that.

What do you got left?

C.S.U. tech will testify

to the duct tape
and carpet fibers

found in Cheney's dryer.

Circumstantial evidence.

Berg will have a field day.

We don't have anything direct
other than the wife

and her testimony's privileged.

If she's an accomplice,
it's broken.

Establishing
a false alibi

does not make her
an accomplice to murder.

But destroying evidence does.

Who do you think
washed Cheney's clothes?

Wake up a judge.

Get an arrest warrant
and notify Legal Aid on this.

I want her
to have a lawyer.

I already told the police.

We went to the movies,
had dinner,

I drove Albert home,
and then I was at work by 9:00.

That's not true, Mrs. Cheney,
and we both know it.

We spoke to a coworker,
Barbara Livingston.

She said she punched
you in at 9:00.

You didn't get to work
until close to 10:00.

So she stopped for a cup
of coffee on the way.

It doesn't prove anything.

You're going to have to do
better than that, Mrs. Cheney.

Accomplice
to Murder Two--

that's a lot
of years in jail.

Wing and a prayer.

Silly putty
doesn't stretch that far.

I don't think so, Ms. Melton.

Your client washed
her husband's clothes.

That's tampering,
accessory after the fact.

You can't prove a thing.

Take a good look, Mrs. Cheney.

That's how your husband
gets his kicks.

( stifled sobs )

That morning...

we read to each other.

Corinthians.

MRS. CHENEY:
He came home at 8:30
and he was frantic.

He, uh...

His shoulder had
some blood on it over here

and he said
he'd been in a fight--

that someone
had tried to mug him.

Was he carrying anything,
Mrs. Cheney?

His toolbox.

Anything else?

His camera.

What, if anything,
did he say to you?

He said that he was afraid
he may have hurt the man

and he said
he needed an alibi

and then he
told me to, uh...

hide the toolbox
and the camera.

And then... then I washed
the blood off his shirt.

Why did you help him,
Mrs. Cheney?

He was my husband.

He was on parole.

I don't know.

Did you believe his story
about the mugging?

Objection.

Sustained.

I loved him.

I prayed for him.

I didn't know.

Didn't know what?

I didn't know
that he was an animal.

Objection!

Thank you, Mrs. Cheney.

Oh, I don't know.

25 years to life is a long time.

I know two people
who consider it a gift.

Then you might enjoy this.

The obituaries?

Richard Speck, killed
eight nurses in '66.

Died in prison.

He was 49. Cheney's 42.

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