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Previously on The Practice.

You understand I confess.

I do, but you only confessed after they
discovered the body in the trunk.

If we can suppress the search, the
confession goes out too. I just don't

go to a prison. Anything to keep me out
of prison. I understand.

You answer only what I ask you, nothing
more, because... I strangled her.

I know you're ill, and I know you want
to get better. Her name was Carol.

She was very nice to me.

You didn't know there was a body in the
trunk, did you?

Not before you opened it, no. The search
and confession are hereby suppressed,

the charges are dismissed, and the
defendant, I'm horrified to say, is free

go. I can just walk out?

Yes, but you still want to get some
help.

There's no need to now, right?

Thank you, Lindsay.

It's not a conspiracy. I simply can't
understand how two different people

pick him out of a lineup without some
police collusion. It just means he looks

like whoever this killer is.

They've offered murder, too.

You're certainly not suggesting that we
consider that.

We know you're innocent, but... But
what?

There's a kind of a swell here.

I don't need to tell you that. The media
doesn't get a vote.

Please, don't kid yourself, Mrs. Bakey.
The influence of the media seeps into

that jury room.

They weren't sequestered. A lot of them
will be watching the news despite the

judge's instructions.

The witnesses are credible, persuasive
demeanors, and... What about me?

You don't find me persuasive?

You're his mother.

I am also truthful.

Look, I cooperated fully.

I gave them DNA samples. I let them
search my house, my car.

I've never broken any law.

Are you actually telling me that I could
go away for life simply because I

happen to look like somebody?

Like somebody who stabbed three women.

Russell Bakey, better known as the
alleged supermarket killer, finally goes

trial today for the murders of three
South End women.

Rumors of a last -minute plea agreement
have turned out to be false.

Is he guilty?

Eugene doesn't think so.

Lindsay.

Mr. Deeks?

I have a situation.

Who is this person?

She's a lawyer I work with.

Claire Wyatt.

Stanley Deak.

What's wrong?

I need to speak in private.

Actually, lawyer -client privilege
extends to her, Stanley. You can speak

freely.

What's the situation?

I had a relapse.

A relapse?

I made a friend.

She was only 14, but we had a lot in
common, and...

I befriended her.

You befriended her?

Yes. Where is your friend now, Stanley?

She's away.

Away? Where away?

I need to get help, Lindsay.

I thought I was better.

But I'm not.

Stanley, did you kill this girl?

I was loading my groceries into the car
when I saw them. By them you mean?

The defendant.

And the woman in the poster on the left,
Heidi Stevens.

What were they doing?

At first I thought they were together.

But then I gathered he was offering to
help jumpstart her car. The battery was

dead or something. It was a bitter cold
night.

Did she accept his offer?

Yes.

Do you know whether or not he was able
to help start her car?

No. They were still working on it when I
left, so I don't know.

Are you positive that this is the man
you saw that night with Heidi Stevens?

Very positive.

They were only about 20 feet away from
me.

Were you able to describe for the police
what this man was wearing that night?

Not enough to give a specific
description.

Was he wearing a hat?

Yes. Can you describe that?

It was a knit hat.

Pulled down a little over his forehead.
It didn't cover his face.

You mentioned it being cold.

Do you remember how cold?

I believe it was in the teens.

And yet you kind of took time out from
loading your groceries on this cold

to check out this man's face.

How long do you think you looked at him?
I really don't know. Long enough for it

to make an impression.

More than five seconds?

Probably not.

And this was at night?

The parking lot was well lit.

You saw him for less than five seconds
at night?

and picked him out of a lineup.

Before or after you saw his face on the
news?

After. Is it possible, Mrs. Hepler, that
when you went to view this police

lineup, you recognized my client because
you'd just seen his face on the news?

I recognized him from both the news and
the parking lot.

That's the address.

Nobody lives there.

That's why we go there, because the
house was empty.

We never had sex or anything.

I'm not sick that way.

How... What happened?

I squeezed too tightly around her neck.

I'm pretty sure she's dead.

Pretty sure?

You're not positive?

Well, it's been two days and she hasn't
gone home.

At least that's what they're saying in
the news.

You think maybe they're trying to trick
me.

I'd turn myself in, but I don't want to
go to prison.

I want to get better.

And I'm afraid for me to get better.

I'm going to have to tell the doctors
what I did, and if I do, they'll tell

police.

I don't know what to do.

This is the security video taken from
inside the market.

This was taken the night Wendy Banks was
killed?

Yes.

That's her at the checkout counter.

And if we fast forward to here, that's
the defendant paying for his groceries.

Detective, after arresting the
defendant, did you have opportunity to

car? Yes, we did.

Could you tell us what you found?

Jumper cables, tool kit.

His jack was out like it had recently
been used.

And some box cutters we think were used
to slash tires.

What, if anything, did you conclude?

That these were the instruments he used
to disable cars and also repair them.

We think that was his M .O. for
approaching women, disabling their cars,

then coming to their rescue.

Any video that shows my client had
contact with Wendy Banks in the store?

No. And this was a different grocery
store from where the other two victims

last seen. Right, Detective?

That's correct. All three victims were
last seen at different grocery stores.

And the box cutters you said you think
had been used to slash tires.

Could you positively connect them to
Susan Graham's tire?

No. You also searched my client's house,
correct, detective?

Yes. Were you able to find any physical
evidence connecting my client with these

murders?

No.

I actually think that the most damning
piece of evidence is the video.

Why? Well, it's one thing to argue a
lookalike.

But on top of that, we know for a fact
that he just so happened to shop in the

same grocery store at the same time of
the last victim on the night she

disappeared. But I live near the store.

Understood. But those are two very big
coincidences, Russell.

Not to be critical, but I'm a little
disappointed in your performance so far.

Mrs. Baker... Here we have an innocent
man.

No scientific, no forensic evidence
whatsoever against him, and yet you

a defeatist.

I speak as a realist.

The public wants to lynch somebody.
Right now, your son is the only

May I continue, please?

Certainly. Thank you.

Russell, you'll go first.

We'll follow that up with your mother,
who we know will make every effort to

come off sympathetic.

Are you ready?

He's ready.

Helen Gamble will come hard.

Be prepared, Russell.

She'll come straight for you.

With what? I've got nothing really to
cross him with. Yes, you do.

Good -looking guy, nice job, makes a lot
of money, lives with his mother.

Come on.

It doesn't make him a murderer.

It makes him weird.

He's probably a closet homo or
something.

Okay, let's go with that. If he's
secretly gay, then he's sure to kill.

Helen, we both know this is the killer.

Get him to flash his rage.

Push him.

If he does an emote, we'll paint him as
cold.

If he does flare, we'll argue that he's
a man of rage.

Also, get as close to him as you can.

Why? Because you're the prototype of the
women he kills.

I want the jury to picture the victims
when you question him.

I don't know.

Look, I agree our case is thin, which
makes this cross pivotal.

You need to push him.

Go there?

To the house? What if she's not dead?

She has to be dead. He... He said he
wasn't sure, Claire.

He said he thinks she's dead.

What if for some reason she isn't? What
if she's lying there with a broken neck,

a pest or something?

Lindsay, I'm not sure I could go there.

I can't not go, with the slightest
possibility.

Can't you send someone, like a private
detective?

I'm not sure it wouldn't violate
privilege.

Look, it's only 20 minutes from here.

I would think, on something like this,
we should be allowed to tell the police.

Well, you'd be wrong.

Lindsay.

Do you want me to go with you?

Yes.

That was me on the video.

I was in the supermarket that night. Did
you meet Wendy Banks?

I did not.

Nor did I ever meet Heidi Stevens or
Susan Graham.

Two witnesses said they saw you helping
those women with their cars.

Those witnesses are mistaken.

Okay. Can you tell us where you were on
the nights of these murders?

On the evening of October the 20th, I
was working late in my office.

What do you do, sir?

I'm a security consultant.

I basically help to detect and prevent
computer fraud.

Thank you.

And the nights of the other murders?

I was home.

Both nights?

Yes. The January 3rd night, I was
obviously doing some grocery shopping in

evening. But I was home the rest of the
night.

Do you live alone?

No, I live with my mother.

Was she home on those nights?

Yes, she was.

And she can confirm that you were home?

Yes, she can.

Mr. Bakey.

Have you ever been arrested before?

No, I have not.

I am and I have always been a law
-abiding person.

I have never committed any crime.

I never received so much as a speeding
ticket.

I certainly did not take the lives of
women.

Not even a speeding ticket.

No. Well, Mr. Bakey, you just sound too
good to be true. I would think a woman

would be lucky to snag you.

Objection. Sustained.

Do you go to church?

As a matter of fact, I do.

You even joined the choir, didn't you?

I tried out for the choir.

Well, according to my sources, you
didn't sing too well.

There was some suspicion that you might
have tried out in order to meet women.

Is that true?

I can't speak to the truth of these
suspicions.

But that's not why I tried out for the
choir.

Ever been in therapy, Mr. Bakey?

Objection. Sustained. Your Honor, I'm
trying to explore the psyche of a grown

man who still lives at home with his
mother.

Objection. If you want to know why he
lives with his mother, ask him. But he

hasn't opened any door on character
evidence.

Mr. Bakey, you are a bit modest in
describing your job. In fact, you're a

a whiz.

Many companies hire you to detect
computer fraud, don't they?

I've done well.

You make over $200 ,000 a year.

A talented, good -looking man who still
lives with his mother.

Seems odd.

Objection. Withdrawn. Mr. Bakey, is your
mother physically or financially

dependent on you?

No. Have you ever not lived with your
mother? No.

I am not ashamed of loving my mother,
Ms. Campbell.

I enjoy living with her.

We're very compatible.

Ever had sex with her?

Objection! Trying to explore the depth
of this love and compatibility.

The objection is sustained.

Ever had any girlfriends, Mr. Bakey?

I date.

I don't mean a date or a movie or
helping a girl change attire.

Objection! Miss Gamble, I mean a
relationship. Have you ever had a long

relationship with a woman? If so...

Could I have her name?

Your Honor.

Overruled. He can answer that one. Any
girlfriends, Mr. Bakey?

I've been extremely career -oriented.

Lots of nights at home with Mom?

Objection! Ms. Gamble, knock it off.

Do you have a problem getting along with
women, Mr. Bakey? No, I do not.

You kill women, don't you, Mr. Bakey?
No, I do not.

Two of the victims were last seen with
you. No, they were not.

Your witnesses were mistaken.

My witnesses were mistaken. Well, too
bad for you. I guess that you don't have

any witnesses other than loving mom.

You have difficulties with intimacy,
don't you, Mr. Bakey? It causes you to

women. Objection.

Sustained. Is it some sexual dysfunction
that causes you to snap?

I asked you a question, Mr. Bakey.

Do you have some sexual dysfunction that
caused you to snap and stab those three

women?

I never met those women.

I never took their lives.

Witnesses are mistaken.

As are you, Ms. Campbell.

This is so not why I went to law school.

He said upstairs.

I can't believe we can't hire somebody
to do this.

Because there's something called
privilege, Claire.

Yeah, well, privilege doesn't require us
to go look at dead bodies.

Just wait here.

Right, like I'm gonna wait anywhere
alone.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

She's dead. Let's go.

Why are you here? Oh, my God.

Stanley. Why are you here? Because we
had to confirm that she was dead.

Why?

Because if she wasn't, it would be in
your best interest to save her. You were

going to tell on me. No, we weren't.

But we needed to be sure that she wasn't
suffering.

I don't think she suffered that much.

Look at her.

She was so beautiful.

What kind of person would kill an
innocent child like that?

Stanley.

I know you didn't want to hurt her.

And I know you desperately don't want to
hurt anybody else.

Given that, maybe we should go to the
police.

No.

I can't go to prison.

I'll go to a hospital.

But not a prison.

You said that before.

Now look.

Because I didn't go to a hospital.

I'll go to a doctor, Lindsay. I want to.

But not...

Prism.

Not prism.

Your mother goes up next.

Then we rest.

Okay.

Are you alright?

Do you think...

I'm aberrant for living with my mother.

Well, it's not typical for a 30 -year
-old man.

If you don't mind my asking, why do you
still live at home?

I'm hugely busy at work.

It's not like I have a family or a need
for my own place yet.

What about a need for your independence?

I suppose I still feel safe at home.

My parents were divorced when I was
young.

My mother, she fought all my battles.

She may have undermined my self -esteem
in the process, but I guess I've always

felt, I don't know, safe.

I'm going to throw something out.

It's kind of wild, but... What?

Well, you describe your mother as pretty
controlling.

Is it possible your mother saw you with
these women and she killed them?

Because, I don't know, she felt
threatened. Jimmy, I never met these

I was never with them. Okay. And even if
I was with them,

My mother, she is not capable of
committing murder.

Trust me. Like I said, it was a wild
idea.

Is she gonna go after her?

Sorry? The DA, is she planning to attack
my mother?

Probably.

We're not looking for punishment. We
just want our daughter back.

We're appealing to your compassion and
to your humanity.

Please.

Please just bring her back.

Can you imagine?

No.

How long has she been gone?

Did they say?

I didn't hear.

This is when I go back to believing in
death penalty.

Somebody snatches a child.

Yeah.

Don't stop on me now. I just had you
serve it.

Oh, well.

Damn it.

Those

who

falsely accuse others deserve punishment
themselves.

And those who would vilify a person's
mother...

Don't attack the mother, dear Helen.

My God.

Did you send it?

Me?

I'm in jail.

Well, you made a few calls last night.
The computer expert could use the phone

line to send a message.

That's ridiculous, Eugene.

I'd have to know her address.

Well, you might have plucked it off some
of our discovery correspondence.

Look.

This is a thinly veiled threat on a DA's
life, Russell. That alone could get...

I didn't send it. Did Mom?

Look, I don't know what's going on.
Maybe the real killer's playing head

but I didn't send that. And my mother
wouldn't even know how to boot up a

computer, much less hack into somebody
else's. It does seem suspicious,

Last night you asked me if Helen Gamble
planned to attack your mother on the

stand. You used that very word, attack.

A few hours later, she gets a message
using the word? I promise you.

I had nothing to do with this.

You want me to take a polygraph?

Wheel a machine in.

I have nothing to do with this.

Tell them.

Only that she's dead.

I'll go to prison.

Stanley, listen to me.

I will not say who killed her.

I will not even reveal where she is.

But these parents are suffering.

They should at least be notified that
their daughter is gone.

The agony of not knowing.

Stanley, you have a sickness.

The reason you struggle with it, though,
is because I think you are a man with

compassion.

It is inhumane to let these parents go
day after day after

day. Not knowing.

We will in no way implicate you.

We won't help them find her or lead them
to any evidence.

Let us spare these people some pain,
Stanley.

Please.

You can tell the parents, not the
police.

They'll just go to the police anyway,
Stanley. You can tell the parents, not

police.

I can vouch for him physically for two
of the murders.

On the third, I'll simply vouch for his
character.

Let's begin with the night of December
19th. He was not only home, he was

sitting right by my side from 8 p .m.
through the 11 o 'clock news.

You're sure?

Positive. We were watching It's a
Wonderful Life.

It's a Christmas tradition, Russell and
I have.

We've been watching it together.

every year going back to his childhood.

If you check your local listings, you'll
see that it aired December 19th.

Well, did he ever leave the house?

Never.

He used the little boy's room during a
commercial break or two.

But other than that, he was right by my
side.

What about the evening of January 3rd?

Again, he was home.

I sent him to the market to pick up a
few items.

Hence, you saw him on the video.

But he was home shortly after seven.

Mrs. Bakey, I would assume you love your
son very much.

I've been divorced over 23 years.

And my son is without question my
dearest and closest loved one.

Which begs the question, would you lie
to spare your son a lifetime of

prison?

If faced with that, I suppose I would,
Mr. Young.

But I'm not faced with that today.

My son was with me.

He was home.

The fact is, my son is innocent of the
crimes he is being charged with.

Thank you.

Your son is the dearest and closest
loved one in your life.

Is that the reason you got divorced 23
years ago?

The reason was my husband and I were ill
-suited for marriage.

Well, in the divorce complaint, your
husband alleged that you sexually

your seven -year -old son, Russell.

He alleged that as leverage to gain
custody.

The charge was baseless and never
considered seriously by anybody.

Did you used to sleep with your seven
-year -old son?

He'd get scared at night.

I'd let him in the bed.

You slept in the nude? I never molested
my son.

It certainly would explain a few things.

If mother and son become lovers...
Objection! There's no basis for that.

no basis yet because I haven't been able
to ask the question. You need basis for

the question itself, and there is none.
I agree. The objection is sustained.

Okay, then.

We'll just leave it at...

You love your son so dearly, and by your
own testimony, you would lie to

spare him a life in prison.

We're looking for Lindsay Dole.

Like me.

Mr. and Mrs. Burns?

What information do you have?

Please sit.

Please, just tell us. I think we need to
sit.

I'm afraid my information...

It isn't good.

Your daughter is dead.

A client of mine has admitted to me that
he took Cindy's life.

Privilege prevents me from telling you
anything more.

But to spare you further agony of not
knowing, I... I am so...

Is there any chance that this client was
lying to you?

No.

He told me where her body was.

And I went there.

And it was her.

And she had passed away.

Where is she?

I'm afraid I can't tell you that How was

she killed?

I'm afraid I can't tell you that either
It's privileged

The parents of Cindy Burns were told by
the killer's lawyer that Cindy has, in

fact... Please don't look at me, Sandy.

Why isn't Lindsay... Don't look at me.

Lindsay, enter a microscope right now.
There's a chance the police could watch

her every move, which is why you are not
to come to her office.

Does this... Please don't talk to me.

On the off chance that I'm being
watched, don't look at me.

Lindsay and I got subpoenaed this
morning.

The police are going to try to force us
to talk. But you need not worry. We

won't. The main thing for you to
remember is do not call us. Do not come

us. We will contact you. Write that down
if you need to, Stanley. Don't forget

it. Wait for us to contact you.

I'm not saying we can't win.

But I'm nervous.

If we could get manslaughtered...

You came off like a strange man.

Add to that, two of the victims were
last seen with you.

And the third... I agree with Eugene.

It's a big risk.

Neither of us has a good feeling here.

They're offering manslaughter.

They haven't offered anything yet.

I need to speak to Miss Gamble,
personally.

What? I just do.

I need to speak to her before I would
even consider a plea.

I don't know who put the notion of plea
into your head, but if you think I'd

offer manslaughter... What can we get?

Murder, too.

Oh, come on, Helen. This could be a
straight not guilty.

You've got no forensics evidence.
Eugene, I can live with an acquittal,

politics of letting a man weakener to be
a serial killer get off on

manslaughter... I would think the
important thing would be to get him off

street. If you brought me in here to
discuss manslaughter, talk time's over.

I brought you in because I wanted to
talk to you, Ms. Campbell.

I want you to know I don't blame you. If
you truly believe I'm guilty, I would

expect you to be zealous against me.

I have no hard feelings.

I don't care.

One other thing.

I majored in psychology at Northeastern.

I took many courses in criminal
psychology.

I wish you had taken a few, because if
you had, you'd know I'm innocent.

I majored in English Lit.

Bummer. I read and re -read that message
you received.

My interpretation is that whoever sent
it doesn't want me convicted.

He's angry with you.

Perhaps the real killer doesn't like the
attention and credit going to me.

In any event, I firmly believe that if
you continue to prosecute me

You will be killed.

Are you threatening me, Mr. Bakey?

Me? No.

I'm only saying that whoever sent this,
in my opinion, intends very much to kill

you if you don't back off. Russell. I
think she should know this.

There's no shame in losing.

Everybody knows the state's case is
thin.

But winning, that could be deadly.

Would you excuse us, please?

Are you out of your mind?

To me, the message seemed dangerous.
That's all I was saying.

From my experience, women never seem to
recognize danger.

What's that supposed to mean?

Prepare your clothing, Eugene.

Privilege is absolute, Your Honor.

Miss Dole and Miss Wyatt learned what
they learned through a confidential

communication. It doesn't matter. By
going there, they became witnesses

themselves. To what?

Who knows what?

Possible time of death, position of the
body. The point is, privilege doesn't

protect them here.

Once they go to a scene, they lose any
opportunity. There is no basis in law

that contention. What's more...

My clients didn't disturb the scene. Why
did they go there at all? To affirm

that Cindy Burns was in fact dead.

If she were still alive, they could
perhaps help save her.

And I would submit, Your Honor, to hold
that a lawyer blows privilege by going

to a scene.

That could have potentially devastating
effects.

No lawyers would ever go to scenes, and
sometimes that would mean lives would be

lost. All right, look.

I won't make them reveal the identity of
their client, but I am ordering them to

tell us where the body is.

Your Honor, I won't do that.

Then I'll hold you in contempt, Ms.
Dole. If I tell you where the body is,

could lead to discovery of the evidence,
which could lead you to my client.

Ms. Dole, I am giving you a court order.

Please don't think I'm kidding.

Lindsay, he's letting you off the hook
here. He's ordering you.

I'm not looking to get off the hook.

This is privileged information, and I
won't reveal it.

Security, take Ms. Dolan to custody.

Ms. Wyatt?

I am now ordering you to tell us where
the body is.

How long will they

keep us?

Until we tell.

Or until it becomes clear we won't.

No murder weapon.

No fingerprints, no DNA, no bloodstains,
no forensic evidence whatsoever.

They searched my client's house, his
car, every stitch of his clothing. They

couldn't find so much as a fiber.

All they have, all they have are two
witnesses who said they saw a man

who looks a lot like Russell Bakey. That
and a videotape which puts Russell

Bakey in the same supermarket.

as the third victim. Now, that hardly
overcomes all reasonable doubt,

since my client has an alibi.

For two of the murders, Russell Bakey
has an alibi that puts him in his home

the night. Yes, it's his mother, and
yes, she might have a motive to protect

him. He's her son.

But her testimony stands uncontradicted,
uncontroverted.

His alibi has not been refuted.

She's his mother.

She loves him dearly.

We heard that, didn't we?

They even live together, don't they?

They have a very special relationship,
this mother and son.

Three women are dead.

All three have one thing in common.

Russell Bakey.

Two of them were last seen with him. The
third, in the same supermarket with

him. How many more coincidences have to
happen, ladies and gentlemen?

Jumper cables found in his trunk. These
are tools to help repair cars.

Now, I suppose that's a big coincidence,
too.

This man has serious problems with
women.

So he killed them.

Flashes a tire, disconnects a battery,
becomes a good Samaritan, and then

Loving mom, waiting at home with an
alibi.

We caught him.

We arrested him.

We brought him to trial.

Now we give him to you.

Let's not pick up a newspaper one day
and read about yet another coincidence.

I don't know, Bobby. The judge just
seems determined to hold them. Great.

start working on an appeal. The law has
to be with us here. They have a verdict.

On TV?

They let cameras in. Mr. Foreman, has
the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

In the matter of the Commonwealth v.

Russell Bakey, on the count of murder in
the first degree, we find the

defendant, Russell Bakey, not guilty.

Unbelievable. On count two, murder in
the first degree.

We find the defendant not guilty.

On count three, murder in the first
degree. We find the defendant not

Thank God.

Members of the jury, this concludes your
service. You are dismissed with the

thanks of the court.

The defendant is free to go.

Thank you.

Let me bring you home, sweetheart.

Your room is just a waste.

I'm going to cook you a home -cooked
meal.

Okay, Mom.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Thank you, Eugene.

Excuse me.

Miss Campbell?

I promise you...

Justice has been done.

Uh -huh.

Also, one might think this verdict takes
you out of danger.

Let's hope.

You will not threaten her.

You will not go near her.

Thanks again for the good work, Eugene.