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Last season on The Practice.

What?

There's a head in the bag.

It's the woman I met at the bar last night. What are you doing with her head?

Somebody put it in there. George Holgerman, you are under arrest for the

of Susan Robin. We both know I've always had some motive to tell you I'm

innocent. But now, the evidence being closed, it doesn't matter what I tell

I didn't do it.

We find the defendant, George Vogelman, not guilty.

Some guy stabbed me. Guy?

You said... You said none.

Yes, I did.

Is it really so terrible if they see the video tape? It ain't great. We don't

want the jury getting all inflamed over the images.

You better get going.

We're all set.

Where's your wife?

Oh, Jimmy said that we didn't need her for this. It's just a hearing. I want

there for trial.

Your kids, too.

We're going to be late. Let's go.

Eleanor?

George. Hey.

My co -op association just evicted me on grounds of moral turpitude.

Excuse me? They're saying that even though I was acquitted in the Susan

case, in their minds it isn't clear that I'm innocent.

And they voted me out.

How many times do I have to keep paying for something I didn't do?

They evicted you from the building. 30 days notice.

Is this legal?

Well, I wouldn't want to kill a living on my floor. Lucy!

Well, not that you are one.

George, I'm just saying that, you know... Will you represent me, Eleanor?

I know it's not a big case, but... I brought my lease with me.

Okay, sure.

In the conference room, we'll review it. Thank you.

I feel better already.

He's back.

This is how she was found, Your Honor.

You can see the slight bruising on her neck.

This is how the police found her? They hadn't moved her.

Okay, here.

Now, this isn't blood.

It's grape jelly.

Grape jelly?

Yes, Your Honor.

What else?

That's it.

We're talking about 30 seconds of footage tops. The problem is that

so inflammatory. It doesn't go to guilt or innocence. It goes to what the scene

looked like. Why can't a jury be allowed... Don't look at that and be

and decide someone's got to pay. You know what?

This idea that we have to shelter juries from the truth, that was started by

defense attorneys. Already with the speeches? We haven't even begun. You

that's a speech?

All right.

Your Honor, I have no intention of getting on a soapbox, believe me. But

it happen that we became afraid of letting juries see things for

This footage describes the scene more accurately than could any testimonial

account. And given that the system is supposed to be about arriving at the

truth, I don't see why the straightest line approach should be eliminated from

the process.

We cling to this notion that the jury system is the best in the world, all the

while we don't trust them. It is absurd. It is indecent. It is an insult to this

room and to the people who, in the name of civic duty, sit in that box.

Yes, and I'm so glad you left your soapbox at home.

The issue before this court goes to whether or not my client committed the

crime. The district attorney, by his own admission, agrees that this footage

doesn't speak to that. It speaks to the nature of... We've stipulated

strangulation as the cause of death. I'm not authorizing... Can I finish? You

don't need to finish. We already know what you're going to say. You've got a

sick, depraved, murdering client, like always.

And like always, the more truth you can keep under wraps, the better. It is a

disgrace regularly visited upon this room by you and every other defense

attorney. Napoleon Complex, Your Honor.

Rath, Ipsa, Pipsqueak. All right.

The videotape is allowed.

Whatever's between the two of you, keep it out of the room.

We'll bring the jury in at 11.

Do you really think that's necessary?

Yes.

Any word from Rebecca?

The sister agreed to at least talk to us. She should be there now.

Where's your family?

My wife and my son are coming. My daughter's only 11. I don't want her

Call me a pipsqueak? Get away from me, Richard, before I trip over you. All

right.

I'll get you, Donald.

I'll get your client. I'll get you.

Richard, what are you doing?

He called me a pipsqueak in open court.

Richard, you're a district attorney. You can't be yelling, I'll get you to

defense lawyers in the corridor.

How's the case?

Circumstantial, but tight.

Well, you never know what your little friends are going to pull.

Just don't be screaming at them in the corridor, all right?

All right.

Call me a pipsqueak.

This man was judged innocent in a court of law.

So was O .J. Simpson, but that doesn't mean that a co -op has to welcome him.

How many times does he have to be victimized?

First, he's put on trial, and then, after an acquittal, the police plant a

in my office trying to get him again. The reason the police did that was

they remained convinced that he had cut off a woman's head. He's supposed to

walk around branded?

I sympathize, counsel, but let's face it. An acquittal in a criminal trial

not add up to innocence.

It simply means that the state couldn't make its burden of proof.

How about O .J. Simpson?

Do you think that a co -op should be required to keep him as a member? First

all, O .J. Simpson was found guilty in a civil trial. As Mr. Volgeman probably

would be if a civil trial were held. I don't know that. Look, he could be a

nice man who, by total coincidence, just happened to have a human head pop out

of his medical bag.

But people in the building have started to move out since he moved in. They feel

threatened. And, by the way, co -ops have always been allowed to pick and

their members.

They're not allowed to discriminate.

No. And if you're being heaved because of the color of his skin, he'd have a

case. If you're being evicted because of his religion, he'd have a case. But

we're certainly allowed to ask, on the application, have you ever been charged

with a decapitation?

Maybe it was a mistake to leave that question off.

You think you're funny?

Would you live in the same building as him?

All right.

I'll take it under advisement.

Give me till the morning, 10 o 'clock.

How dare you ask me that? I understand this is difficult.

My sister is murdered. And what, you plan to put her on trial?

Miss Poole, the prosecution thinks there was something going on between your

sister and Dr. Olsen. There wasn't. She liked clean teeth. He's a dentist.

Okay.

Then is it possible she could have been having an affair with somebody else? No.

What about her ex -husband? Your client killed her, Ms. Washington.

He was obsessed with her, and he killed her because she wasn't interested in

him, and I can't believe you actually expect me to help you.

Did your sister like bugs?

Excuse me?

There was a plastic container filled with bugs, cockroaches. It was found at

scene. The police don't know how it got there.

Did she like bugs?

And no other fingerprints belong to anybody other than the victim or the

defendant. What else did you find, detective?

We retrieved a pair of latex gloves from a trash container.

DNA analysis revealed they were worn by the defendant.

The DNA samples were... Oils from skin flakes on the inside of the gloves.

And on the outside of the gloves?

Skin secretions from the victim.

and traces of grape jelly.

Grape jelly? Yes, her mouth was filled with grape jelly.

Anything else, detective?

We found several pictures of the victim in the defendant's desk.

Who called you and reported this crime?

Dr. Olson. And when you got there, did he tell you he tried to clear her

when he walked in?

discovering her mouth all clogged? He said that, yes.

And for the sake of argument, Detective, if somebody reached in to clear Ms.

Poole's mouth out, he'd probably get traces of jelly on his hands or gloves,

don't you think?

Objection. Speculation. We're only here because of speculation.

Objection. Sustained. Let's move on.

Detective, are you aware that Ms. Poole sought and obtained a restraining order

against her ex -husband two years ago?

Yes. We questioned Mr. Jensen and ruled him out as a suspect.

If that's where you're going. You can't rule out the possibility of somebody

else coming into that room after Dr. Olson left, can you? No evidence points

anyone other than Dr. Olson. But you can exclude the possibility of somebody

else coming into that room. No, I can't.

But fibers from his gloves were found on her neck and nobody else's. Yes, and if

my client were performing mouth -to -mouth resuscitation on the victim,

be possible for fibers of the gloves to get on the victim's neck?

I have no idea. You have no idea.

Well, let's leave it at that.

The detective has no idea.

Do you have a second?

Would this be ex parte?

Well, it may or may not be. I'll let you be the judge.

Gee, thanks.

When I saw that this case was going to your division, I thought about bringing

motion to recuse you.

since both you and George Vogelman had inadvertently been listed as suspects

after Lindsay Dole was stabbed.

I know it's not a direct conflict, but... Well, after seeing the anger of

Vogelman and what a false accusation can do to a person, I have to be honest and

ask the question.

Can you see straight on this issue?

Can I see straight on the issue of being falsely accused of something?

Yes. Well, if I couldn't, wouldn't my bias run in your favor?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Any thoughts as to how this case ended up before me, counsel?

It's because you went to the favor bank and you asked a certain clerk named

Benny to make sure this case dropped into my lap, figuring my bias would work

for you.

I see a lot straighter than I'm given credit for.

As I said, I will take the matter under advisement. In the meantime, get your

ass out of my chambers.

She would come in twice a week to have her teeth cleaned.

Every week?

Yes. She had this compulsive thing about her teeth.

She'd brush them 12 times a day and come in twice a week for plaque removal.

Were you ever there for any of these cleanings? No.

He did them himself, which was odd.

I'm the hygienist.

He wanted to do them?

Yes. Then he started scheduling her for early mornings before the office was

even open. Did you ever witness any of these early morning encounters?

One time I came in early, the door to the examination room slammed shut in a

hurry.

Dr. Olson then told me I was never to come in early like that again.

Did you find this strange?

Of course.

But I found the whole thing very strange.

Anything else you find strange?

Well, I'm also in charge of accounts receivable.

He instructed me not to bill her.

Two visits a week for over a year.

That's a lot of time not billed.

So, if I'm clear, the crux of your testimony is that he cleaned her teeth

a week early in the morning and didn't bill her, and you found that strange.

Basically. Thank you.

By the way, do you have any reason to believe that she wasn't really getting

teeth cleaned on these visits?

No. I believe she was getting them cleaned. She had this thing about it.

Thank you, Ms. Hines.

That's all.

You got no case.

Oh, gee, I guess I should just give up then. You got fingerprints and a

suspicious hygienist. I got two people in a room. One ends up strangled. What's

that, suicide?

You got no case.

Mr. Donald, I'm Bob Jensen.

I used to be married to the woman who was killed. And I don't appreciate your

innuendo that I might be a suspect.

Mr. Jensen, I sympathize with the loss of your ex -wife, but this is a murder

trial. If your feelings get easily hurt in there, I'd stay out of the room.

What's up with these people?

They didn't make their burden.

Maybe we don't even get up.

Have you ever heard him close?

Who? What who? Your friend the midget. Have you ever heard him close?

He doesn't scare me.

Bobby, there's no evidence of anybody else coming into that room. We have to

explain why he never built her, why he kept her pictures.

It does seem suspicious.

Suspicious, yes, but you can't convict on that.

It's too risky not to have him testify.

I'm not frightened. I have nothing to hide.

Can I do the computer now?

Ask your mother.

Mom, you have another bite of broccoli and then you can be excused.

Mom. Yes.

The main thing, don't try to outsmart this lawyer. He'll be trying to trap

Why aren't we calling the sister?

Rebecca talked to her. She's not in the mood to help. But you could subpoena

her, right?

Well, if she's not going to be helpful... What about the ex -husband?

call him to the stand?

It's Nancy.

Shut up, Laura.

Can I be excused? Yes, go ahead.

I'm going to take it in my room. One second.

Anyway, the key in your testimony is just stick to yes or no.

Okay.

Why'd you have her pictures?

I'm sure he'll be asking that.

That is something they will ask.

I didn't have an affair with her, Allison.

The police aren't saying affair, Henry.

They're saying that you were obsessed with her.

Were you?

How many times are we going to have the same talk? Every time something new pops

up, like pictures.

She gave me her pictures. I don't know why.

Maybe she's obsessed with me.

No, but think. A woman who obsessively has to have her teeth cleaned.

Maybe she sees a dentist that...

I don't know. I don't know. Don't do that tomorrow.

Don't be playing hunches. Just say she wanted me to have them. I don't know

And for some reason, you just didn't throw them out.

What?

Nothing.

Oh, that's suspicious.

What family doesn't have grape jelly?

Mr. Vogelman.

I certainly sympathize with the ongoing unfairness you have been subjected to.

But the co -op contract clearly empowers the association to evict a member as

long as it acts reasonably.

Now, there is a great deal of evidence here to suggest that you went back to a

motel with a young lady, first date no less, where you had sex with her, after

which you promptly chopped off her head.

I wouldn't want you on my block.

Much less in my apartment building.

You may very well be innocent.

I realize that.

But you might not be.

Plaintiff's petition for a TRO denied.

Adjourned.

What now?

I don't know.

Can I appeal?

George, my legal advice would be for you to start looking for a new place to

live. I never even got to have my housewarming at this one. Well, maybe

have your goodbye party. Bad joke.

Yeah. Hey, have dinner with me, Eleanor.

My last supper.

We can get an expensive bottle of wine and, I don't know, pretend things are

good.

I'm a good cook.

Sure.

It would be fun.

The question is, Why didn't you ever bill her, and why did you have her

pictures? Well, she gave me her pictures, and I probably should have

away.

As for the other, I admit, it was very nice to have a beautiful woman come in.

I don't get a lot of attention from attractive.

It was very flattering.

And maybe I even had a little crush, and so I didn't bill her.

But I never had an affair with her. And I certainly did not kill her. Okay, Dr.

Olson, I want you to take us through that morning.

I cleaned her teeth.

And then I went back to my office, which is at the end of the corridor, 40,

maybe 50 feet.

And I thought she had left.

And I came out of my office a little while later.

And I went into the examining room just to clean up.

And she was there.

In the chair.

Not breathing.

What did you do then? I tried to clear her airway.

And I saw that her mouth was filled with something. I didn't know what at first.

And then I realized it was jelly.

And I tried to revive her and I couldn't.

So I called 911.

You tried to revive her?

Yes. How?

I did some mouth -to -mouth.

Well, she had a mouthful of jelly?

Well, I pulled enough out to clear her airway. Why didn't you do a tracheotomy?

You're a doctor.

I considered that, but the truth is she was dead.

She had no pulse. She wasn't breathing.

Okay.

Did you murder her because she was going to break off a sexual affair?

Objection. What, you don't want him to answer? I did not have an affair with

her, and I did not kill her.

Before you came back to the examining room, you were in your private office.

Yes. Doing what?

Uh, paperwork. I was going over the day's appointments.

Paperwork.

Did you wash the floor?

I'm sorry?

The floor.

The lab results showed traces of ammonia and disinfectant on the floor. Did you

wash it?

We have cleaners that come in every night.

Yes, but this was Monday. They don't come in on Sundays.

And the analysis showed this floor to be freshly washed. Some parts weren't even

completely dry.

Did you wash the floor that morning, Dr. Olson?

No, I did not.

Did you cause any liquid to fall on the floor?

Excuse me?

Simple question. Did you cause any liquid to fall upon the floor of your

No, I don't believe I did.

What about the demon?

Is there a reason semen droplets were found? Droplets with an exact DNA match

the ones... Objection! There was no evidence of any semen introduced. Nor am

introducing it now. I'm simply asking the witness a question. If semen were

found, any idea as to how it could have gotten there?

Did you think you got it all when you washed the floor that morning, Dr.

Objection!

Objection! I'll see counsel in chambers.

It's unfair surprise that they had evidence. Neither inculpatory nor

exculpatory. It was a different room.

All right. All right. You have evidence of the defendant's semen being in his

office. Yes.

And you didn't turn it over to them? We have no evidence of the victim being in

the defendant's office. Therefore, we don't consider it necessarily relevant.

So you decide just to drop it like a bomb? I asked the witness a question.

you tried to ambush the witness. I did no such thing. Quiet!

They should be declared a mistrial right now. I said quiet.

Mr. Bay, I'm very tempted to throw this trial out right now.

Your Honor. Shut up.

You're to turn over to them everything you have on this immediately.

If there's one more surprise, I will dismiss with prejudice in favor of the

defendant. You understand me?

Yes, Your Honor. I will also put you in jail.

If I could explain, Your Honor... I'm not interested.

You're on probation for the rest of this trial.

Your Honor, it's inconceivable for you not to declare a mistrial now.

That's not going to happen. The trial goes on.

You want to beat him up in the parking lot?

You have my blessing.

But the trial goes on.

What the hell was that?

Oh, I can explain.

It may be too late to explain. Well, then I won't. Yes, you will.

Bobby. You're going down for murder now. You get that? I didn't kill her. You

get that?

Then start talking. Leave him alone.

All right. Everybody calm down.

Henry, talk to me.

Allison, would you take Stephen out?

Okay. Come on, Stephen.

I have a fetish.

Fetish?

What kind of fetish?

Bugs.

Bugs?

It's, um... I get aroused when I see a

woman step on them.

I am not crazy.

Eleanor, George is weird.

No, he isn't weird.

And even if he is, I feel bad for the guy, okay? I mean, his life is

ruined. Doesn't mean you have to eat potluck. Look, I feel like guys are

breaking down our door, Rebecca.

You know, Lucy, I'm defending you.

Rebecca, get on the internet and find out what you can about these crush

People getting sexually aroused by stepping on bugs. Then I need an expert

witness, some shrink who can testify about it, and I need it fast.

What do you mean, stepping on... Just what I said.

What's going on?

Our client likes bugs.

Eleanor is dating George Vogelman. I am not dating him!

Richard?

Don't start with me, Helen.

I just came to say hi.

You know you're lucky the judge didn't toss it.

Hey, if he did, I'd have been no worse off.

I had to catch him on the stand, Helen.

You know those guys.

If I would have turned over all that evidence, they'd have tailored a nice

little story to account for the whole thing.

I had to catch him in a lie. Richard, it was prosecutorial misconduct.

Hey, maybe you can live with seeing murderers walk. I can't.

No, you can live with losing on appeal so long as you win a trial, because

that's when the cameras are rolling.

Thank you, Helen. You know, you used to sleep with one of their lawyers. You're

living with another. Hey, maybe you're even sleeping with her.

Does that make you feel better saying that?

This guy killed a woman.

I'll do whatever I have to.

It's called a crush fetish.

I wouldn't say it's common, but it's certainly not unique to Dr. Olson. Can

describe it for the jury?

Basically, it stems from childhood.

And it's generally related to the Oedipus Complex.

Can we talk specifically?

Yes.

Specifically, as a toddler, Dr. Olsen saw his mother frightened by a bug,

which she stepped on it.

Seeing a surge in his mother's adrenaline caused a similar adrenal

Olsen. This is the typical genesis.

For whatever reason, this adrenal rush becomes sexual as the boy grows older.

To the point where one becomes aroused by seeing a female stomp on a bug.

You've studied this?

I'm familiar with it.

Believe it or not, there is currently an American journal of the crush freaks.

Seeing a woman mash a bug on the floor can be sexually stimulating?

There's an underground videotape industry.

Thank you.

And that's what was going on with him?

Yes.

I would clean her teeth and she would step on cockroaches.

And how did you meet Ms. Poole? The Internet.

She proposed that you would do this for me in exchange for free teeth cleanings.

Did you ever tell anybody else about your fetish for bugs?

I told my wife once that it aroused me, but I never told her that Ms. Poole was

stepping on them for me. So, Ms. Poole, she would crush these bugs, you'd become

aroused, and run back to your office and...

Yes.

The bargain?

You mean to say I did it? We're not recommending it. We're just saying it's

option. But why would you be throwing it out there as an option if you're not

recommending it? Doctor, you did okay damage control just now, but the damage

was still done.

Jimmy, we're up against it, Henry. I'm not saying I think you did it. I'll say

it.

I don't believe you anymore, Henry.

Allison. Listening to you up there.

You're sick. You're just a very sick person. Honey.

Our children are going to have to read about this.

Could you give us a moment?

Sure.

I don't know where to go.

Hatcher theory he was being framed or... I don't know.

We should have been digging into who else wanted that woman dead. We did dig

into that.

Not enough. We didn't. She's into stuff that kinky. Who knows what kind of

people she was mixed up with.

He gets an annuity.

You know about that?

Olsen? From his father. An annual annuity of $125 ,000.

So? So.

Anybody thought about plan B?

Plan B? Who? The ex has an alibi.

I'm talking about Henry's wife.

What? She got an alibi?

Think about it.

Maybe she found out about her husband's little secret. Maybe she wanted revenge.

Problem is, if she kills him, there goes the annuity and she loses a lot of

money. Better to frame him, get him stuck in jail.

Come on. Look, she probably has keys to his offices.

Maybe knows his routine.

Sneaks in, kills the girl. First of all, the police checked her out. And

accepted her word that she was home. Well, I know, Allison, that she was

never... You said you knew Henry and you didn't know he was cheating on his wife

with a cockroach.

Funny. If she doesn't really have an alibi, maybe we could plan B .R.

Bobby, there's no way this woman killed her. Whether it's true or not doesn't

matter. The point is, you could sell it. I mean, at least enough to make

reasonable doubt. I thought you were out of that business, Eugene.

Falsely accusing people of murder.

Last time we did this, we got sued.

Hey, I'm just throwing it out there. Now, you say you got an innocent man

down for murder. I didn't think you'd be too fussy over how you got him

acquitted. What was the statement?

Home alone, kids were at school.

The police did confirm that the car never left the driveway.

People take buses. It's too desperate. We are desperate, Jimmy. Your buddy was

last seen with the victim. He lies under oath. We find out that he gets off on

crushed cockroaches. He's a sick wacko. You don't know what you're talking

about. It's bad lawyering, Jimmy. Hold on. Hold on.

Assuming that this is an option, what, we call her to the stand and then ask to

treat her hostile?

Is there another way?

We gotta run it by the client. And he'd say no, which is maybe why we don't tell

him. Do we have an obligation to tell the client our strategy? No.

We have an obligation to act in his best interest. You can't withhold

information from the client. That's malpractice. It's not withholding

information. You don't tell him to choose his life of murder. That's not

withholding information.

We've already been sued once for this. We don't need this kind of publicity.

All right, look.

Let's run it by Henry.

Let it be his call.

You never told me you could cook. This is delicious.

Two secrets.

First, butter.

Butter? You'll smell the whole bird.

Oh, no.

Keeps it in when I bake.

Second, don't carve all at once. It just dries out the meat.

I carve as I serve.

You want another piece?

I will have one more, and then I am done.

That is an awfully big knife you have there, George. All the better to cut

head off with, my dear.

Bad joke.

It's one for each of us.

Stella's humor is all I have left. You know, this thing is going to follow you.

People are going to make judgments. Sometimes you can fight it. Sometimes

can't.

I should just cover the path completely.

Leave town.

That's not the worst idea.

But I'd miss you.

I'll miss you too, Eleanor.

What's the matter?

I've been missing you.

One good thing about my legal woes is I've been able to spend time with you.

Remember when we used to talk on the phone and laugh back in the days before

laid eyes on me?

George.

You're the greatest woman I've ever known, Eleanor.

I really like having you as a friend, George.

Translation?

Let's just stay friends?

No! Henry.

No, Jimmy, I'm not going to let you point the finger at her. We could lose

You get that? You think I win because I accuse my own wife of murder?

We'd be doing it, not you. But with my blessing. You want to risk prison the

rest of your life. Is that what I'm hearing?

Allison could not possibly have done this. You know her. It doesn't matter.

She's a red herring to give us reasonable doubt.

This is crazy, Jimmy. What jury is going to believe? It isn't crazy.

Think about it.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying I think she did it.

But the idea she did.

You said yourself you two had a big screaming fight over this bug fetish

Maybe she figured it was going on at work.

If the door was locked, she'd have a key, right?

You kept your appointments in your computer at home. She'd know if anybody

be there. She knew your office hours of business.

Can you be positive she didn't go down there?

Yes, I can.

Lawyer privilege?

Sure.

Stephen.

What?

Your son, Stephen? I saw the door close on him when he left.

I think he must have come down and discovered... Why haven't you told

this? Because I don't want him to spend the rest of his life in jail for

something I drove him to.

You said I had a very good chance of beating this thing.

That's what I've decided to do.

And he's letting you take the fall.

He's so angry with me, he doesn't care.

He doesn't even know I know.

Let me go to the DA.

Absolutely not. Hey, no chance.

They will try him as an adult. You know that, Jimmy. His life will be over. What

if he kills somebody? Well, I'll get him help. No, Henry, you can't. This is

between you and me. You gave me your word.

You say anything to anybody, I'll confess to the crime.

This happened because of me.

And I'm willing to take the risk.

Okay. Closing arguments.

Does it look bad?

Of course it does.

She was strangled in his dental chair.

No prints belonging to anybody else.

We know he's a little twisted.

Sexually aroused by seeing bugs get crushed? What's with that?

It looks really bad.

He didn't do it.

Who did?

I don't know.

I do know.

The victim put herself out there on the Internet advertising her services, and

you encounter a lot of depraved people doing that kind of thing.

Maybe she was stalked that day.

Maybe she was followed to my client's office. Maybe her routine was known to

killer, and this presented the perfect opportunity.

I don't know.

Neither do they.

All they can prove with the physical evidence is that my client was in the

room as the victim. Well, he admitted that.

In fact, he called the police, didn't he?

And think about this.

If he was going to kill somebody, would he do it this way?

Strangle the person in his own office?

Put grape jelly in her mouth? Leave his gloves in the room?

Wouldn't he try to get away with it? Why didn't he?

Because he didn't do it.

And they have no physical or testimonial evidence to prove that he did.

She kept her pictures, cleaned her teeth for free while she squished

cockroaches.

Maybe she said she wasn't going to do it anymore and he snapped.

We could stand here all day trying to make sense of it, but you can't make

of depravities, ladies and gentlemen.

Whether it be a murder or a bug fetish, it's pointless to apply reason.

No evidence points to anybody else being in that room other than the defendant.

The woman he engages to come to his office to squish insects and bring him

climax... is found dead.

Him and her, she ends up strangled.

We caught him in a lie.

Right here on the witness stand.

We already know he's a liar.

Is there really even a question here that he's also a murderer?

Eleanor. Hey, George.

Come on in. Oh, actually, I'm running late for a deposition. I just stopped by

to, uh... Well, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable about last

night's kiss.

Oh? I've been thinking about it all night, and, you know, George, your trial

the biggest professional victory of my life.

Pretty big for me, too.

I mean, I think on some level I try to relive that victory every chance I get.

And being in your company on some unconscious... I just think I feel

about myself when I'm with you.

You kissed me on some professional high?

No, no.

Not that. I like being with you because...

What I came here to say is that our friendship is very

complicated.

And my kissing you...

it's probably not going to happen again.

And I just want to be clear on that, that we just keep it as friends.

Okay.

I understand.

Do you?

I doubt it, Eleanor.

You okay with that?

Yes.

I appreciate you coming here to tell me.

See you soon?

Absolutely.

Well, I got that deposition, so, uh, all right.

Bye.

Bye.

You say you're

worried about your son. How's he gonna be better off? He'll be better off out

prison. Listen to me, Henry.

Once that verdict comes back, we have no credibility.

You're just a guilty man trying some desperate... Unless it comes back not

guilty. You yourself said we have a decent chance. But it's a risk. A risk

willing to take.

Henry. I've made my decision.

Joey's back.

Will the defendant please rise?

Has the jury reached its verdict?

We have. What say you?

In the matter of the Commonwealth v. Henry Olsen and the charge of murder in

first degree, we find the defendant, Henry Olsen, guilty.

Your Honor, the defense notes appeal for the record. So noted. The court officer

will take the defendant into custody. Members of the jury, this concludes your

services. We thank you. This matter is adjourned.

We have appealable issues.

I don't know.

I didn't do it.

I didn't do it.

Rez, it's a prison.

Get out of here.

What are we going to do?

What are we gonna do?