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Previously on The Practice.

Anderson Pearson, my stuffed shirt professor, he just shot somebody.

Dead. I'd like to go self -defense.

The man was unarmed. And talking to your wife, you two felt like this man might

end up hurting you one day. But we weren't at that point when your client

him. You don't want to be arguing self -defense. You can't limit our defense. I

can refuse an instruction, Ms. Dole.

Do you think you were acting in self -defense? Or do you think you

just started squeezing?

I don't remember pulling the trigger.

Good.

Yeah. You don't know anything about this single white female attorney. 30 -ish.

Psychiatrist. 40 -ish. Loves movies and Maine.

Spoke to him for an hour on the phone last night. I am not going to lie.

I was so nervous about meeting you. You're rejecting him because of his

It just wasn't fair, Rebecca. The chemistry is... You filed a lawsuit here

a broken date. I'm asking you, why did this hurt more than the other times

you've been rejected? She's not like the others.

She's not pretty.

I've decided to drop the lawsuit.

I wish you well in life, Eleanor.

I wish you well, too, George.

God, it would be one thing if I read all these.

Yeah, looks good anyway.

Likely read.

What the? Are these yours?

Yeah, I like shoes.

Like them? These are expensive.

I like shoes.

How do you afford them on a DA salary?

Oh, no, don't tell me you're going to be one of those roommates who questions

all living expenses.

Look. Law professor Anderson Pearson, also of counsel at the prestigious

Hoag, was recently arraigned on second -degree murder charges in connection

the shooting death of an alleged stalker who first encountered the professor in

a traffic incident involving the two men.

Why is this getting so much attention?

Isn't every day a Harvard professor commits murder?

He didn't commit murder. Oh, right. The gun just went off by mistake five times.

You know Anderson Pearson. You think he'd kill?

We'd all kill just the circumstances that vary. Oh, there's Proverbs.

How much time are we talking about?

Four years.

Four years?

If you get convicted... But I didn't go through with it. If they can prove you

went past the point of no return... I didn't.

Fine, but if the jury doesn't believe you, attempted murder, you get

you'll be looking at 20 years.

I swear, Jimmy.

I would never have killed her.

I could never kill anybody.

The victim was being treated.

Shrink? Dr. Walter Matthews diagnosed him as a schizophrenic. This is good.

We need to meet with him. Get his testimony.

You check out Pearson?

He's holding up.

But the faster the trial, the better.

What about a mock jury?

I don't get much out of that.

I say no.

Bobby, we're going to argue he involuntarily pulled the trigger five

killing a man he had just coincidentally threatened to kill. What else can we

do? The problem is Judge Hiller. If we go near self -defense, she'll sink us.

We've got to stick with automatic pilot.

Can I help you?

Eleanor Front.

Is she here?

Do you have an appointment?

No. This is an emergency. I need to talk to someone.

George?

Eleanor.

I need to talk to you.

Okay. What's the matter?

Can we go someplace private?

Sure, sure. Hey, get him off.

Okay, come on.

Come on.

I don't know what, Eleanor. I don't know what happened. It doesn't make any

sense. Okay, take it easy. Just come on in here. I can't figure it out. I don't

know what's wrong.

I still don't know. I just... I don't know who else to come to. All right,

listen. I want you to calm yourself down and just talk to me.

Okay.

I went to a bar last night.

I met a woman.

For the first time in my life, we went to a motel. We had sex.

For the first time in your life, you had sex?

No. On one night stand, I... Oh, my God.

Okay, all right, just calm down, relax. I want you to tell me what happened,

George. This morning, I drove to work.

Went into my office carrying my medical bag.

About an hour ago, I opened it.

Okay, maybe you should sit down. I think you should just... George!

George!

He fainted.

George, I have smelling salts.

Get them.

What's the deal? I don't know. He said something about a one -night stand, and

then he opened up his medical bag, and then he fainted.

Don't get up. Just stay there a second.

Open it.

What? My bag. Open it.

Okay. Not you.

Him.

Don't you look.

There's a head in the bag.

What?

What?

What's the matter?

There's a human head in that bag.

What? The woman I met at the bar last night.

What are you doing with her head? I don't know.

Somebody put it in there.

Oh.

He told me he was working on a sculpture.

A sculpture.

that he was making me for our anniversary.

He said I was to stay out of the attic because that's where the surprise was.

But at some point you did go up into the attic.

Yes, I went up one day when he was out of the house.

And what did you see?

Well, first I saw all these criminal investigation books and forensics, all

these police research books, and I thought to myself, was he sculpting a

Anything else?

Yes, pictures.

A series of pictures like cartoons showing a woman on a stool.

She falls back off the stool and hits her head on the edge of the table.

And one of the books is open to fatal head injuries.

And I start reading some stuff he's written on the back of the drawings.

And it started to dawn on me.

What dawned on you?

That he was planning to kill me and make it look like an accident.

And what did you do next, ma 'am?

I called my son Josh.

He's so close to Jesse, I thought maybe he'd know something.

He came over, looked at everything.

And then what happened?

Well, the idea.

We couldn't be sure it was true.

But at some point, you really did come to believe that he was very serious

this. Well, both Josh and I couldn't ignore what we saw.

Thank you.

You've been married how long, ma 'am?

42 years.

To your knowledge, had your husband ever planned to kill you before?

No. But given this recent discovery, can you say you know for a fact that he

didn't ever plan to kill you before?

Well, I guess I can't say I know for a fact.

So it's possible.

Over the years, it's possible he could have planned to kill you 50 different

times.

That's possible, right?

Maybe.

And here you sit, very much alive.

We've got to call the police.

Just give me a second so I can figure out... I don't think we do. We can't

conceal evidence, but we don't have to collect it either. Ask me. The sooner he

leaves with it, the better. We can't let him leave with it. Does this happen a

lot around here? People bring in heads? Look, before we do anything, I'm going

to go get the whole story.

Eugene, go with her.

You left the motel when?

1 .30, 2 o 'clock.

And you drove straight home? Yes.

I went to bed.

I got up. Your medical bag was left in the car overnight?

Yes.

I swear I didn't do this.

Do you know her name?

Susan.

That's all she told me.

Susan. Well, Susan must have had some enemy who followed you home.

What do I do? We need to discuss internally our legal obligations.

Look, certain things may not be privileged, and it is possible that we

to have to report this to the police.

What if I think I killed her?

You don't know if the body's been discovered yet. No!

I don't know anything!

Now, George, I want you to listen to me.

And this is privileged.

What we do next is very, very tricky.

If we march into that police station with this woman's head, you are going to

a suspect.

And if you did it, I hesitate to offer you up since they are likely going to

find much more evidence.

And if you didn't do it... It is my instinct that we start cooperating

immediately. So for your sake, George, I want you to come clean with us right

now. Are you involved in this woman's death?

No.

I swear to you, Eleanor, no.

Just hold on. I don't think that calling the police is the right thing. What if

we don't? He's eventually picked up. By not going forward, he makes himself more

suspicious. Oh, excuse me. Wouldn't he be tapped out on suspiciousness?

He's got the victim from the neck up. Okay, could you just get the phone?

Eleanor, we've got to talk about this.

How long before it'll start to stay? Lucy. Would you be quiet? Look, we gotta

make a call here. Yes, we do. I don't think we're under any legal obligation

notify the police. And if we advise this man to do that, it could be

malpractice. Malpractice? Especially if he gets arrested, goes to jail based on

our counsel. I agree. We gotta be careful here. Why don't you just tell

where the body is? You can hold the head back as leverage.

Lucy, I'd appreciate you staying out of this. Look, this man is gonna have a

coronary in there. Can I make the suggestion?

I'm meeting with Professor Pearson in 20 minutes. He teaches legal ethics. The

bar consults him on this kind of stuff.

Let me ask him what we should do. We can't share privilege information with a

man. If I consult him as a lawyer, privilege extends to him. Whatever we

this guy, it's probably smart to get an outside opinion anyway to cover us. Meet

with him. Meanwhile, I'm off to meet with the psychiatrist of the guy he

The photocopies he made were all on skull fractures, specifically to the

the head.

And what else did you find?

Well, we found this piece of wood.

Exhibit 21.

Now, why is this significant?

He made that kitchen table about six months ago. Same material, same finish

this.

Now, if you look at his little storyboard, you see that he has the

off her stool, her head hitting the edge of the table, fatally fracturing her

skull.

Well... Our theory is that he planned to hit the woman from behind with this.

That way, any wood fragments found on her would appear to have come from the

kitchen table.

This was pretty well thought out. Oh, yes.

Now, Detective, you also found this man's journal.

Yes. After getting a warrant, we searched the premises and located a

containing entries in his handwriting.

Okay, I'm going to ask you to read some of those entries in a second, but first,

could you give us a brief summary?

He describes in minute detail his plan to murder his wife.

Okay, let's start with June 14, 1998, this clip page right here. Could you

please read that for us?

Yes. Even the coffee smells better knowing that soon I'll be able to drink

alone. I feel sanguine. Maybe it's a feeling that her death will make the

a more peaceful place. For sure, my world will get better.

Bobby's meeting with the guys shrink as we speak.

Good news is this was court -ordered impulse control therapy. He has a

of road rage and assault.

That's actually great news.

We're still set for a trial in three weeks. Yes.

We're meeting with some firearms experts today as well. I'll let you know how

that goes.

Now, it's pretty obvious.

To convince the jury that you involuntarily pulled the trigger, you're

have to testify.

Of course.

Is there any skeleton we need to know about?

No.

I want you to keep asking yourself that question. Anything.

An old girlfriend in high school who says you hit her, screaming at an umpire

coach at your kid's little league game. Whatever. Anything you can think of that

the DA might cross you with, we gotta know about it.

I think I'm pretty clean, Lindsay.

Okay.

Listen, on another matter, I'd like to consult you on a case my firm is

handling.

A client has come into our office, apparently framed for a murder he didn't

commit, and in the course of attorney -client communication, he opened a bag

revealing the victim's severed head.

Now, do we have any formal duty to tell the police that a murder has occurred,

or in the alternative, that we have knowledge of the head's whereabouts?

Things I learn in therapy, they're privileged.

Surely you appreciate that. I do, but that privilege doesn't survive the

patient. Well, I like my patients to feel that should I outlive them, I won't

violating their confidence. This case involves a murder, Doctor.

I'm happy to stipulate by affidavit that Mr. Breyer was diagnosed paranoid

schizophrenic. with a propensity towards violence. I appreciate that, but you

see, my client is charged with a homicide.

Affidavits don't play well dramatically in a courtroom.

I really need your testimony.

I can't give you that.

I could subpoena you, in which case you'd have to... Well, I certainly don't

think you want to do that.

My demeanor might not favor your defense.

Well, certainly you would tell the truth.

Yes, but remember, your client murdered mine.

A bias on my part would be understandable.

You know, I'm really confused here. Is it that testifying would be an

inconvenience?

I don't like the idea of doctors being brought into court to give testimony

against their patients.

If the people who come through my door have to worry about whether I'm going to

reveal what they say, that can only have a chilling effect on their therapy.

Well, you're looking at a big picture. I'm dealing with a small one. My

life and where he gets to spend the rest of it. I sympathize with your problem,

but it's not mine.

Well, I'll make it yours if I have to.

I'm sorry? We'll get your records.

Records which will very likely reveal Mr. Breyer's contempt for Mr. Pearson.

there's probably a few threats in there. If a psychiatrist has knowledge that

his client is about to commit bodily harm and he stays silent... My client

not commit bodily harm.

Yours did. Which you may have played a role in by not intervening. Goodbye, Mr.

Donald. Dr. Matthews!

Violence happened here.

Somebody died.

If you had reason to see this violence coming, you could be exposed.

Now, you want to read that as a threat?

Feel completely free.

Obviously, I was shocked. I still am.

My father about to kill my mother?

I still can't believe it.

Josh, you love your dad, do you not?

Very, very much.

And would you consider yourself close to him?

Yes. I object to this.

I don't see the point. Your Honor, the point...

I'm simply trying to show that this is not some family split where people are

taking sides. The witness is very devoted to the defendant.

Why do we need a witness to say all this when you seem happy to say it yourself?

All right.

Sidebar, Your Honor.

This witness isn't up here to offer anything new. She put him up to get in

he thought his father was going to kill his mother. Good try.

But what he believes isn't relevant unless he's got some foundation as a

reader. He's got foundation as his son, and his beliefs... He's irrelevant, what

he believes.

Can't be introduced as evidence.

Mrs. Ward, he is right.

Your Honor, I'm simply trying to establish... I know what you're trying

establish. If his own son thinks so, it must be true.

Now go.

Josh.

Did it hurt to turn your own father in for attempted murder?

Objection. Offered to show lack of bias?

Objection overruled.

Did it hurt?

Of course it did.

That's all.

You said you and your father have always been close.

Yes. As much as you love him, have you ever admired him?

I don't understand.

Has he ever done anything extraordinary?

ever been proud of something he's done?

I'm sure I have.

Can you tell me what?

I can't think of something right this second.

Ever say to a woman an argument?

Dad, you've never done a damn thing in your whole life and you never will?

You say that?

Yes.

So, despite all his planning here, you think it's possible in the end?

He wouldn't have done anything here either.

Is that possible?

Yes.

That's all.

Pearson says we don't have to tell. Really? Past crime, no duty. We can't

him to conceal evidence, though. That we know.

All right, so what's going on? Pearson says it's a strategic decision, not a

legal one. That guy's going to flip out if we don't do something. My opinion is

we move forward and we get the police involved right away.

Eleanor, you better be sure he didn't do it. Look, I don't know the guy that

well, but there is no way he could have cut some... Eugene, it is not in his

character. It just isn't.

Let's call Helen.

Helen Gamble? We got to do this right. We'll have more credibility with her and

we'll get more trust from the police if we come in with a deal.

Eleanor, I can't keep waiting. I can't just sit in there and do nothing.

Okay, George, here is the plan. We have a relationship with the district

attorney, and we're going to go to her. Will I be arrested?

I don't think so.

Okay, maybe.

What? Can we just call her? Tell her over the phone? Just get her down here.

She's not going to come down here. Get her here, Lindsay! All right.

Helen, thanks for coming.

It's a big secret. Can you just join us in Eugene's office, please? What's going

on, Alan? Nothing fun, Helen. Come on.

Lindsay?

Play on the wall.

What I wouldn't give.

Then I left the motel and went home.

And you went back?

No, never.

Well, how do you know she's dead?

When he got to his office, he opened up his medical bag.

And the woman's head was inside.

Look, I wish I were making it up. It's in the bag.

Is this a joke? No.

There's a head in that bag.

Yes. A human head.

Helen, we got a situation here. This man has been framed for murder.

There's really...

Helen, we came to you because we trust you. Oh, thank you, thank you. Next

trust somebody else, for God's sakes. Nice, Lindsay.

For God's sakes. Calm down.

You calm down. What the hell is wrong with you people?

How long had you been planning to kill your wife?

Since 1986.

Twelve years.

But I never really would have done it. Well, Mr. Manning, you...

Bought these forensic science books. You studied up on cause of death. You drew

these pictures of how it would happen.

It was a hobby.

A hobby?

I started thinking one day, how hard would it be to get away with murder?

Then I started daydreaming about the perfect crime.

Killing your own wife?

I do love her.

I wish we were still together.

She could also be very hard on me.

For 42 years, I never stood up to her.

Sometimes it was a happy little delusion to imagine her dead.

Even to imagine me doing it, it made me feel stronger.

But when you go out and buy these books and build a kitchen table as a murder

weapon, this went beyond a happy little daydream.

The more I thought about it, the...

the more I came to believe I might really be able to get away with this.

That's when I bought the books.

And I made that table.

It was the most fun project I ever had.

I'd go up into that attic and I'd lose myself.

It made me feel powerful.

Sinister, even.

Things I never...

feel in real life.

But it was just make -believe. It was just a game. I never would have gone

through with it.

Your wife thinks you were going to.

I suppose it's hard to plan the murder of somebody and then expect them still

to trust you.

I said...

Just to you before, I'll say it now.

This was just a make -believe world where I was an interesting person.

Someone to be feared.

Someone to be respected.

I would never, ever have really harmed you.

I can't promise anything. There has to be a full investigation.

Of course.

I need the name and the address of the motel. I'd also be asking for a

before I could even begin to support you. A lie detector?

Yes. That's fine.

Listen, is there any way we can keep this quiet? I'm a podiatrist. I don't

need... Well... We'll try, but I have to be honest with you, Doctor.

It looks like a news item.

Yeah, it's a nice gun.

The trigger is light.

Yeah, but you've got to pull it. It doesn't just go off.

But if his hand did kind of convulse, wouldn't it keep firing?

No, you'd have to have some kind of a release. With an automatic, yes.

It could empty the magazine if you kept squeezing the trigger, but the semi

-automatic... But with the auto -recoil, it is possible that with one squeeze,

well... Mr. Schramm, let's cut through it.

We need an expert to take the stand and basically testify that between the light

trigger and the automatic recoil, it is possible for a man to just sort of

squeeze and have the entire magazine empty.

We're going to find that expert.

He's out there somewhere. The question is, have we found him yet?

What's the fee?

$1 ,500 a day.

Let me think about it.

This was just one happy little daydream.

Yes. And you still love your wife?

I do.

Did you ever tell anyone that you hated her?

I'm sure I told Josh that.

Told him with a twinkle, or did you mean it?

My wife could be a very abusive woman at times.

She used to belittle me for being a failure, for not making enough money.

I know it was just her own frustration talking.

No, I don't think I ever truly hated her.

Many times I felt anger toward her, yes.

Now, Mr. Manning, between the book and the wood and the art supplies,

you spent over $1 ,000 on all this stuff, didn't you?

I don't know. I didn't keep receipts.

No, you didn't.

You always paid with cash.

You never used a credit card. You never wrote a check.

If the fantasy is to have a perfect crime... You were going to kill your

weren't you, Mr. Manning?

I would never have gone through with it.

Could you please read page 103?

This is just idle fiction, Miss Ward. Yes.

Could you read the idle fiction on page 103?

When I close my eyes, I can hear the sound of wood hitting skull, like the

of a baseball bat.

I keep playing it over and over in my mind.

It sounds like music.

Soon I will hear the music, and she will be gone.

Excuse me. Mrs. Manning.

Mrs. Manning.

All his preparation aside, we wouldn't be here right now if he didn't go to the

police, which is okay.

But you don't know he would have done this, do you?

What do you want me to do, Miss Washington?

Take the stand and say there's reasonable doubt?

Well, there is.

Isn't there?

And what a consolation that is after 42 years.

Either he was going to kill me or there's reasonable doubt.

Jimmy, can I close?

Closing argument?

I have a read on this whole thing.

I can make the jury understand.

Let's take some pictures.

Your favorite

color is blue?

Yes.

Your name is George Vogelman?

Yes.

Did you first meet the victim the night she was killed?

Yes.

Were you physically attracted to the victim?

Yes. Girl's name is Susan Robin.

Northeastern student, male record, good kid. The bad news is she comes from a

wealthy family. There's going to be some heat.

Is there anything from the crime scene?

Haven't heard yet.

Is it strange he went so far as to buy books, sketch it out, make the murder

weapon? Of course it is.

It's even deranged.

But simply put, it's not a crime to think deranged thoughts.

It isn't. Now, I think we could all see that this is a sad man.

Even pathetic, maybe.

And that's why he'd go up to his attic day after day and enter his little

Mitty world where he could pretend to be sinister and powerful, this mastermind

of a great and terrible crime. And he'd go a little further with the plan each

day because the further he went, the more he could convince himself that he

capable. And that made him feel good that he was capable of anything.

But in the end, he never does anything.

He never will. This is an ordinary little man who retreats to his own inner

world where he can feel like something more.

Now, we all have our fantasies.

I'm sure some even involve deviance.

But if they're just fantasies and you don't do anything, you can't send a

man to prison for what he's thinking.

And that's what's going on here, ladies and gentlemen.

have his little pretend world.

It seems to be all he's got.

He made the weapon.

He researched how to do it. Now, what are we supposed to do? Wait until he's

full backswing with the wood before we place him under arrest?

had killed her, wouldn't we all feel silly saying, hey, we thought it was

game?

Made the weapon.

Studied forensics. Made a storyboard of the crime.

How far are we going to let him take it?

Go back to that room and read page 103 in his journal and note his anticipated

delight of wood hitting skull, of her being gone.

This is not a zealous police force at work here, people.

His own son.

Somebody who loves him had to step in.

This is a murder waiting to happen, ladies and gentlemen. You can either

it or not.

We got our firearms expert. He's pretty much considered the best.

The psychiatrist wasn't too friendly, but he will testify.

It figures to be a very short trial.

How short?

It could even be two days.

We're stipulating as to as much of their case as possible. Now, the fewer

witnesses they put on, the thinner their case will seem psychologically, and the

whole thing will turn on your testimony. Well, we're putting up with some

psychology experts, aren't we?

How panic can trigger a reaction such as mine, or anger. We don't want to.

It could play like a rich defendant paying for science. That could alienate

jury.

We'd rather have you just tell them.

Well, are you sure?

I mean, we've stipulated most of their case. And what, we're putting up just

three witnesses?

Four, if we call your wife, which we probably will.

What?

It's a two -day trial to determine the rest of my life.

Professor.

We're good at that.

Oh, I... I know.

Thank you, Lindsay.

Mere preparation is not enough.

You must find the intent to kill plus some overt act.

What constitutes that overt act is the question.

is making the weapon enough, drawing the sketches.

What you must determine when you go back into that room is this. Had it gone so

far that if the police had not stepped in, it would have resulted in the full

consummation of the crime.

If yes, you find him guilty.

If no, you must acquit.

Had he crossed the line, of simply planning it.

That's what you must decide.

Donald Young in front.

Please hold.

Eleanor, Helen Gamble.

You leave out Dole.

Excuse me? You always say Donald Young in front. You leave out Dole. Oh, do you

mind? The rhythm's better.

I'd kind of like you to say Dole.

No problem.

Helen, come on. Even so, this is premature. Why can't we wait and...

Oh, God.

Can we surrender him here?

Look, I just don't... Yeah, sure.

Okay. Thanks.

Polygraph was inconclusive. The only prints found on the scene were the

and Georges that's hitting the press are gonna arrest him. On what?

On what?

Last seen with her has her head. They've made arrests on left, Lindsay.

So what's happening?

She agreed to let me surrender him.

Will you call him?

I'm not calling him. You call him.

Donald Young in front.

And Dole.

Yes, sir, I'll tell him.

Your closing was either really good or really bad.

Excuse me?

The jury's back.

What?

Isn't this good?

I don't know.

They're not looking over.

What?

The jury, when they acquit, some of them usually give a look over.

Heads are down.

Oh, God.

Just hang in. It might not mean nothing.

Jury, reach a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

Defendant will rise.

What say you? On the matter of the Commonwealth v.

Manning on the charge of attempted murder, we find the defendant, Jesse...

Cowan Manning, not guilty.

Oh, thank God.

Jury is dismissed with the thanks of the court, and we are adjourned.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Find a new hobby, Mr. Manning.

Yeah.

You ever dream about killing me, Dad?

No, son.

Tell your mother I miss her.

Helen said we could arraign him tonight. I'd like to try for bail. For a

homicide? We'd like to try.

George Vogelman, you are under arrest for the murder of Susan Robin.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to talk to an attorney and have him... Sources

as a private man with a history of meeting women through the personals.

Reportedly, he carried the head of the victim around all day.

The police found the body of the victim at a motel on East Lazarus Street near

the bar where Vogelman allegedly first met the victim.

I'll say this. Whoever framed him did a pretty good job.

Do you think he could get convicted?

Well, they can't come up with a suspect.

...Donald Young and Front is also representing Anderson Pearson in his

trial. Look. Why does everybody leave out Dole? What am I, a pineapple?

...expect to impanel a jury by the end of the month.

Mr. Pearson, you'll recall, is charged with second -degree murder.

After he shot me.

Seems we suddenly drifted into homicides again.

Yeah.

You okay?

The way we strong -arm witnesses, I mean, I know we had to a little, but...

Lindsay, I can put Eugene on this.

No. I want to be on this case.

Why?

Good question.

Something tells me you know the answer.

Remember when I was up against Pearson in the tobacco case?

You accused me of not being tough enough.

I did?

You thought I might be looking for approval in his eyes.

And you were right.

Every time I've looked at this firm through his eyes, I felt... I don't

I... I mean, sleazy isn't the right word, but... It's the one that comes to

mind.

I was his best student.

He was my favorite professor.

I would see his disappointment in...

And now the chance for me and this firm to fight for him, to rescue

him, it feels like this chance to ratify what we are and yet the things I've

been doing to help save him.

To get that approval.

I've been everything he accused me of becoming.

And what is it you've become?

Some lawyer who gets people acquittals.

You're a lot more than that, Lindsay.

In his eyes, in everyone else's.