All language subtitles for LA Law s01e18 Fifty Ways to Floss Your Lover

Previously on L .A. Law.

Abigail Perkins, meet George Handelman.

Oh, boy.

Well, I started to tell George that you
have a wedding to go to. I don't think

he'd be interested. Sure, that'd be
fine.

Got a minute?

I need to ask you a big favor.

Yeah, what's up? I think I'm going to
need some help with my taxes.

Man, I'm honored.

Wait a minute. I had to spend two hours
putting that stuff in little piles. It's

my tax return. I'll file it. Fine, go
get indicted. Fine.

Arnie, we need to have a talk. What
about?

A raise.

I couldn't budge him. When I brought it,
I'd be freaked out, Rox. I went to the

math for you.

I'm worth what I'm worth. And if I can't
get it here, then I'll get it somewhere

else. Roxanne, I thought that we loved
each other. But to find out that you've

reduced our relationship into nothing
more than a couple of lousy dollars and

all I am to you is a paycheck?

Arnie, please.

No!

This court is now in session. The
Honorable Richard Armand presiding.

Please come to order.

Quiet, please.

Mr. Foreman.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

Will the defendant please rise?

In the matter of People v.

Walt Buckner, criminal complaint number
4258, we, the jury, find the defendant

guilty of murder in the first degree. We
further find the special circumstances

to exist.

namely that the victim was a corrections
officer acting in the line of duty and

that the defendant had knowledge of the
same at the time the murder was

committed.

Does the district attorney seek to
modify its request with respect to

sentencing? No, Your Honor. The people
reaffirm its request for the penalty

phase hearing and that the defendant be
sentenced to death.

Members of the jury, I thank you for
your verdict.

Insofar as this is a capital case,
however, your job is not finished. This

together with parties, will reconvene
tomorrow morning at 10 a .m.

for a new and separate trial, the sole
issue of which will be whether to

sentence this defendant to life
imprisonment without the possibility of

or to death by an infliction of lethal
gas.

This court is adjourned.

If I die pitifully...

um

Gracie? Yeah?

Don't you think you're being a little
cavalier about this?

This was a death threat. I knew I
shouldn't have told you about it. You're

overreacting. The guy's a killer, Grace.

He's a punk, and he's in custody.

If I hear he's escaped out a window,
then I'll rethink my position.

What harm could it do to ask for a
little protection? Uh -uh, no.

No, because if I let a threat like this
intimidate me, then I've given him the

kind of credibility these animals thrive
on.

Michael, I love you for being so
concerned.

But I know what I'm doing, okay?

Okay.

Gotta go.

Thanks for breakfast.

Right.

Miss me.

Rox, it's not here.

Couldn't have just walked away.

This is great.

I'll just go into the meeting and tell
them that my temp secretary threw out

visitation schedule.

Snapping at me isn't going to help us
find it, you know.

Where did the agency find this girl?
Hospital for the Criminally Insane?

I thought she was going to cut my throat
every time I asked her to do anything.

The agency assured me the one they're
sending over this morning is highly

qualified. Rox, it's not here. I've
looked.

Here it is.

Thank God. Now, if you'll excuse me,
please, I've got a lot to do if I'm

to get to the courthouse by 9 o 'clock.

Rox.

How long is this jury duty thing going
to last, anyway?

The judge said we'd be there at least
till Thursday. Well, maybe you could

by in the afternoons. I mean, things are
really starting to pile up here. I'll

try. Please, try hard, Rox.

I can't function like this.

If I'm so invaluable to you, then
compensate me for it.

Not this again.

Barney, nothing's changed.

Either I get my raise or I'm gone. I
said I'd give you till Friday to decide,

and I'll live up to that. If you find
you can get along with a replacement,

fine.

But otherwise, you'll have to pay me
what I'm worth.

Sorry, excuse me. Excuse me, I'm looking
for Mr. Becker's office.

You are? Meredith Wiggins. I'm from the
agency.

Hi, I'm Warnie Becker.

Roxanne Melman.

Sorry I'm late.

Let me take you through the basic job
requirements.

Don't be silly. You're going to be late
for jury duty.

Are you sure?

Go. Go. I'll take it from here.

Okay, then.

Nice to meet you, Roxanne. Don't worry
about a thing. We'll manage just fine.

Bye.

So, your car was stopped at the red
light.

Then what happened?

The guy leaps out of his car and starts
charging me, making this weird sound.

Woo, woo.

And what did you do?

I was scared. I locked my door, rolled
up the window. Next thing I know, he's

got this tire iron and he starts
smashing my car with it. I mean, he's

and slamming and bashing. All the time
he's going, woo, woo.

He was a madman.

Objection. Witness lacks foundation.

They're under psychiatric opinions.

Move it. The answer be stricken.

Sustained. Disregard that last remark.

What happened next, sir? I got out of my
BMW to protect it. I mean, he was

bashing it to bits. And that's when you
engaged in the fistfight? Right. And

then the police came. Then what
happened?

They arrested him.

Thank you, Mr. Harkavy.

Your witness.

You say, sir, you first became aware of
the defendant's vehicle upon the sound

of his horn?

That's right. And do you know what
occasioned him to blow his horn, sir?

Well, I pulled into the lane that he was
in, and I guess he just didn't like it,

but I was completely in the right. Did
you signal with your directional, sir,

before the sudden and reckless veer into
the lane?

Objection. No sudden or reckless veer
has been established here.

Sustained.

Sorry. Did you indicate with your
blinker, sir, before changing lanes with

vehicle? I certainly did. I have
excellent driving habits. And at the

my client's horn, sir, did you respond
with obscene gesticulation?

Well, it's part of everyday driving.

But that doesn't mean he should jump out
of his car and come at me with a

crowbar. Objection to the term crowbar.

Inflammatory. Move for immediate
mistrial.

Come on, Mr. Sylvia.

Sorry.

Would it be a fair representation, sir,
to say that my client took exception to

your driving maneuver, expressed his
indignation, after which you

reciprocal displeasure to the point
where the disagreement escalated into a

violent confrontation?

A confrontation he started.

Move that the answer be stricken, non
-responsive, as that the witness be

sanctioned, no further questions.

Sorry.

And then what happened?

And then he forced me into the cell.

where I see they already got two other
guards tied up. Your Honor, it has

already been established at trial that
this man saw the stabbing, but this has

nothing to do with sentencing.

I'm leading up to the threats made by
the defendant against this witness,

threats which were inadmissible at trial
but are relevant for this proceeding.

Well, then just get to them, Ms. Van
Owen. There's no need for him to recount

the murder.

Can you tell us, Mr. Mosher, what
happened after the prison officials

the cell and retook custody of Mr.
Buckner?

It was right after the stabbing.

Nicky was still lying on the floor.

I think he was already dead.

And Buckner, as they were taking him
out, he looks at me and smiles.

He's got this big smile on his face.

And he says, killing guards is extra
fun.

Are you still a correctional officer at
San Quentin, Mr. Mosher? I quit.

You got guys with life sentences in
there with nothing to lose by killing

Courts say we can't keep him in
isolation.

They all managed to get weapons.

Objection. Now he's philosophizing on
prison reform.

Sustained. Please limit your remarks to
Mr. Buckner only, sir. I'm talking about

guys like Buckner. He already had a life
sentence when he killed Nicky. If you

just give him another one, you'll give
him carte blanche to do it again.

Objection. Sustained. The jury will
disregard that statement. Disregard it?

man is going to kill again when he gets
back into prison. How the hell do you

tell them to disregard that?

Objection. Sustained. Now don't make me
cite you for contempt, Mr. Mosher.

Benora versus Cromwell Aircraft.

Unchanged. Richardson Estates.

Status quo.

Stuart, how far along are we with the
partnership return money?

With luck and a stiff breeze, I should
be through the bulk of it by April 1.

That's excellent.

And then it's just a question of sitting
down with everybody, making sure the

arithmetic's right. Excuse me. Could you
gentlemen table your little sidebar

until we've completed the morning's
business?

Sorry, Douglas.

Anything further?

Yes. Can I just ask something?

Does anybody have any aspirin? I think I
have one in my purse.

You all right?

And I've had this toothache all week.

I can do better than aspirin, Victor.

I can give you a dentist, Dr.

Rothberg. Mike's right.

You should get it taken care of.

I hate dentists. Oh, he's great.

One shot of Novocaine, you won't feel a
thing.

What is it, kind of a steady throbbing
pain?

Yeah, yeah, that's it. Yeah, boy.

I just hope it's not a root canal. Oh, I
had that once. They had to cut into the

jawbone to kill the nerve. Oh, please.

I get vasovagal response.

What? Even the thought of it, the
drilling, the huge needles, makes me

There's nothing worse than lying there
helpless, your mouth wide open, and that

little drill starts grinding away.

Bits of heat start flying out. Oh,
smoke. You start to see smoke. And that

terrible burning smell.

Stop. Guys, please, give me a break,
okay?

Oh, that's nothing.

When I was in high school, I went to the
dentist, and he was drilling my cavity,

right? And I flinched. And the drill
took this big chunk right out of my

Oh, yuck.

Yeah, blood was pouring out all over the
place. I couldn't eat for days. It was

a tragedy.

Stitches? No,

no. The tongue is the fastest healing
part of the body. You can practically

the whole thing right off.

Excuse me.

Seriously, Victor, I think you ought to
let Dr. Rothberg check you out.

Yeah, I guess I should.

Elizabeth has the numbers.

Thanks,

Mike.

Douglas? Gary? Douglas?

Hi.

Hi.

The dentist will be with you in a
minute.

Thank you.

Mrs. Fuentes?

Hi, I'm Dr. Penny Baker.

I'm sorry we couldn't fit you in
yesterday.

It's okay.

What seems to be the trouble?

My tooth hurts.

Which one?

The lower one in the back on the right,
I think.

Okay.

Thank you.

Can I take a look?

Yeah.

How did you get to me?

Mike Kuzak recommended Dr. Rothberg.

Did he call in sick? Dr. Rothberg called
in dead.

Passed away six months ago. I'm taking
over for him. Open.

Ooh, you have great teeth.

Do you floss them regularly?

You should, you know, if you want them
to stay that way.

You may feel just a little bit of pain.

Sorry. What you have is a deteriorated
filling. The good news is I think we got

it in time. It's just a matter of re
-drilling and putting in a new silver

filling. That should take care of it,
unless you start picking up radio

stations.

What? It's just a joke. I'm being sued.

Malpractice. Open.

Okay, close.

You're a lawyer, aren't you, Mrs.
Fuentes?

You know, this case is completely
groundless. This crazy woman claims that

drugged her and while she was knocked
out, I planted a radio receiver in her

bridge work. Can you believe that?

At first I thought, if I just ignored
her, maybe she'd drop the suit and it'd

away, but now I have to go to court
tomorrow. Do you think that if I just

explain that to the judge that he'd...
everything will be okay?

Open.

You're going to feel just a little pinch
and then a burning sensation.

You know, it's upsetting to be accused
of something even as silly as this.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Hey, maybe you could help me.

Great.

I'm so relieved.

I had been working in the prison laundry
room for about six months when they

transferred him in. I want you to tell
the jury exactly what you saw on October

12th, 1980.

Well, like I said, I was in the laundry
room.

It was towards the end of the shift.

And I see Buckner wrestle this young kid
into the alcove, push him onto the

floor with a knife against his throat.

And he raped him right there on the
floor.

I can see the whole thing from where I
stand.

Then he takes the knife after he's done,
and he sticks it right above the kid's

knee, and he starts ripping up the leg
with it, all the way up to his thigh.

And then he told the kid he'd cut his
leg right off if he ever said a word to

anybody. And did he?

No.

Neither did I.

Why is that, Mr. Bridges?

Because inmates who say things about
other prisoners end up with knives in

backs. The guards can't protect you?

Lady, the guards don't run that joint.
The Buckners do.

I'm in for five years.

Waiting that long, that ain't the
problem.

The trick is living that long.

No further questions?

Before appearing as the witness here,
you made a deal with the prosecutor,

didn't you? Yeah.

They agreed to expedite your parole if
you provide a testimony against Mr.

Buckner. Doesn't change what I thought.

You'd do anything to get out of prison.
Isn't that right, Mr. Bridges? Yeah, I

cut a deal.

But I'm telling the truth.

You don't know who that guy is, man.

He's killed people you don't even know
about.

There ain't nobody safe. Objection, Your
Honor.

Sustained. The jury will disregard the
witness's last remarks.

You've had five years to tell your
story. Now, why is it you never said

until now?

Because I would have been killed.

It was an argument.

An argument that turned violent, that's
all. It was a vicious attack.

Quiet. I'll give you your chance in a
minute. Excuse me, but since we've

appointed Mr. Gelber as foreman, I think
he should moderate.

He can moderate all he wants after I
have my say.

Now look.

Look, this Harkavy guy, he forces the
defendant's car off the road.

Then he flips him the bird.

Now. I don't condone what the defendant
did, but I don't think we should

criminally convict the guy for a
situation where a lot of normal people

lose their tempers.

I disagree.

Normal people don't bash cars and hoot
like whooping cranes.

But what would you do if some nut almost
makes you crash, huh? And then tells

you where to go? You'd be pretty upset.

I wouldn't resort to violence.

Well, maybe there's something wrong with
you, then. I mean, I'm not calling you

a coward or nothing.

But I'd hate to see a guy go into jail
just because of a little yellow streak

the jury.

This has nothing to do with bravery, Mr.
Novicky.

I just think it's important that we all
know where each of us is coming from.

And I just want to make it clear that
you're a man who always remains

no matter how much he pushes.

Hey, Mr. Novicky. Keep your hands off
me. What?

Who's to stop me?

I'll stop you. You?

A meat little mole like you?

Stop it!

Cut it out.

Stop it! Both of you!

Stop it! What's the matter with you?

Okay, okay, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I was just trying to show
that there's the potential for violence

every man if he's sufficiently provoked.

And in those moments, we can all behave
out of character.

Now, again, I'm not trying to suggest
that the defendant should be...

congratulated for losing. It's cool.

I just hate to see a man's life ruined
because he blew a fuse after a little

traffic beef.

Come on, folks.

Hasn't everybody been punished enough
for this already?

So what you're saying, Doctor, is Walt
Buckner, in many ways, is a victim

himself. Oh, in almost every way. He was
orphaned at age six.

sexually abused at age eight. He was
shuttled from foster home to foster

Now, these aren't great springboards for
emotional stability.

Now, doctor, did you have occasion to do
a psychiatric workup on Walt Buckner? I

did. And can you state for the court
your conclusion from this examination?

Well, I found Mr. Buckner to be a man
abused emotionally and physically since

childhood. His life has been consumed
with violence and...

Despair. And in many ways, he's done
nothing but perpetuate the environment

was born into. His behavior, given his
upbringing, is totally predictable.

Do you think, Doctor, that if exposed to
positive influences, this man could

change?

It's possible.

Yes.

Thank you, Doctor Bassett. That's all.

You think this man is capable of
changing?

Well, I believe every man is capable of
reformation, and Mr. Buckner's no

exception. A man who has killed four
times?

Believe it or not, yes. You see, the
propensity for redemption is in every

of us, however latent.

When you examined Mr. Buckner, you
refused to be alone with him, didn't

Well, there's usually a guard present
for those things.

But you specifically demanded that a
guard be present, didn't you?

Yes. Because you were afraid of him,
right, Doctor? You were afraid for your

life. It was just a precaution.

Just a precaution.

Nothing further.

Basically, Larry, we're not even going
to enter into the question of religious

training until we're amended on the
joint custody provision.

Insofar as the sheik does not have U .S.
citizenship, and insofar as there's a

perceived, if not very real threat, that
he may be tempted to take the kids out

of the country.

Larry, she's adamant on this point.

No, I've got to tell you, right now it's
not going to fly.

Larry, could you hold on for a minute?

I'll come back down.

Can we get the other line, please? I'm
on a very important call. Sure.

Mr.

Becker's office.

Hello. Hi, Larry.

They hung up.

Meredith, I lost my call.

Did I cut you off?

Could you get Larry Radnitz back on the
line, please?

Boy,

this just hasn't been my day, has it?

That's not your fault.

These phones are kind of tricky.

Well, I appreciate you being so patient
with me.

It's a new situation. Ease up on
yourself.

You'll get the hang of it.

I hope so.

I'll tell you what. Let me finish with
this call.

The two of us ought to sit down and get
to know each other.

Hey, we'll grab a little lunch. Sound
like fun?

I know a great little Japanese place
right across the street.

Well, thanks anyway, but I brought a bag
lunch.

Sure?

Do you want me to try that call again
for you?

Crawford's a great guy, isn't he?

Sorry to bring up sad news to you, but
Rothberg croaked six months ago.

Seriously? Seriously.

Well, how? What happened?

I didn't ask.

Anyway, you should see this woman who's
taken over for him.

Unbelievable.

You asked her out?

Uh, not exactly.

I couldn't figure out what to say.

So she starts telling me about this
minor malpractice accident.

So I'm representing her.

Sounds serious.

I could get real with this woman, Mike.

Very real.

Ann.

Cromwell Interrogatories.

That was fast.

I have a date tonight.

George Handelman?

Mm -hmm.

Are we getting serious?

I don't know. I like him.

Have you, um... No, we haven't, um...
Well, I trust you'll keep me abreast of

the situation?

You know, ladies and gentlemen, I've sat
here and I've listened to the district

attorney do everything she can do to
convince you that my client is nothing

a vile, deranged piece of filth.

She tried so hard to depict him as
something less than human in the hopes

it will make it easier for you to
expunge his very existence.

But no matter what she says, she cannot
escape one simple fact, and that is...

The human life is God's greatest and
most mystifying creation.

It has the capacity for good, the
capacity for bad, but most of all, it

capacity for change.

Don't take this life unless you make no
room for the possibility that there is

or ever will be something of value in
it.

The last time you went to that jury
room, you returned with a verdict that

in effect, we will not tolerate the
taking of a human life.

I beg of you now, let your next verdict
reflect that same sentiment.

Thank you.

He is asking you to believe that this
ban will change.

that there may be value in his life.

Ladies and gentlemen, Walter Buckner
will never be anything but the hideous

murderer that he is at this very moment.

He is a cold -blooded, remorseless
killer.

He was 14 years old when he murdered
Rafael Barletta, for which he served

two and a half years in a juvenile
facility.

17.

when he raped Meg Jones, 22 when he
murdered Fred James and Ricardo Wallace,

now at the age of 28, the culmination of
Mr. Buckner's career, the execution of

corrections officer Clemens Rudd.

If you do not sentence Walt Buckner to
death, you will be telling him this last

one was for free.

You murdered Nicholas Clemens Rudd,
ripped him from his young family in a

senseless explosion of hatred, but we as
a society...

are not going to punish you. That is the
message.

That you will be sending him and to
every other lifer and to every other

guard and to every prison in the state.

Sentence this man to death.

Because, people, he is not finished yet.

And the question before you is not
whether somebody will die.

Somebody will.

The question before you is whether it
will be him or his next victim.

Thank you.

Ms. Van Owen, are you predicting
execution?

No comment. Ms. Van Owen, how upset are
you going to be if they let this guy

live? Please, not now.

This court

is

now in session.

Be seated and come to order.

Will the defendant please rise?

In a matter of people versus Walt
Buckner, criminal complaint number 4258.

the jury, sentence the defendant to
death.

The defense asks that the verdict be set
aside.

So noted.

Members of the jury, this concludes your
obligations before this court. And I

want to thank you for carrying out your
responsibilities under these trying

circumstances. You're dismissed.

And this court is adjourned.

I'm putting

two uniforms on you.

They'll walk you to and from your car
and they'll park outside your place at

night.

That's not enough. The man's in custody,
Michael. Well, his gang friends aren't.

You're going to have to cut off his
visitors. We're on top of it, Counselor.

Grace, let me ask you something. You got
a gun?

No. Do yourself a favor.

I'll take care of the premise.

And that's your answer?

Arming the victims?

Maybe it's not the answer, but it won't
hurt.

Well, it sends a hell of a message,
doesn't it, Bruce?

A society of law and order, but just in
case, pack a pistol.

There could be a nut out there looking
to blow your head up, and you're worried

about what message you send?

All I know is that I am supposed to,
supposed to represent the criminal

system. And the day that I validate the
notion that the only way to effect order

is for district attorneys to strap
sidearms to their hips, that is the day

quit. I'm not talking department policy
here. I'm talking survival.

I have never even fired a gun.

And I'm not about to start carrying one.
Not now.

Not ever.

8 -1.

9 -1.

Ten -one.

Ten -two.

Ten -two in favor of acquittal.

Okay. Who here besides Gelber voted
guilty?

I did.

Oh, come on. If we wind up deadlocked
here, we haven't done our job.

If you ask me, only two of us did our
jobs.

The rest of you were intimidated.

Ma 'am.

We've been through this. The guy just
snapped his cork. You want him to have a

criminal record? Not be able to get a
job?

He broke the law.

And according to the judge's
instructions, it's not mitigated by the

he did so in a snit.

Look, lady.

Suppose you were provoked like that.

Suppose somebody came up to you. You try
any demonstrations with me, Mr.

Novicky, and I'll go right to the police
and swear I had a complaint.

You saw Mr.

Gelber explode.

Now, you don't think he's a criminal, do
you?

I don't deny that we're all capable of
violence.

But that's the reason we have laws.

Laws against smashing things with
crowbars.

Laws against assaulting people on
juries.

God, I don't care how much you
sympathize with him, Mr. Novicky.

What that man did was illegal.

And every person in this room knows it.

Now, I say we take another vote.

No way.

I say she's right.

Me too. Pass the papers.

Oh, come on. Wait a minute.

You wait a minute, little Vicki.

We're taking another vote.

Yeah, I think we should.

Can you pass the papers?

Sure. Do you need one? Uh -huh.

All right, Miss Reinhold.

Since you're representing yourself, I'm
just going to let you tell your story in

narrative form.

Go ahead, please.

Well, on September 9th, I consulted Dr.
Pennybaker for what I thought was an

abscess.

Against my will, she put me under
sedation, and while I was out, she

inserted some kind of microscopic
receiver in my teeth.

Because ever since I left that office,
my mouth picks up radio stations. Now, I

have asked her several times to stop
this, but she won't do it.

Nobody will do it.

Excuse me, ma 'am. You're saying that
your mouth is picking up radio signals?

Well, of course, that is what I am
saying. I am telling you what happened

Ma 'am, has anybody else heard these
sounds?

How could they not? It's so loud,
sometimes I can't even help but think.

Mr. Cifuentes, do you have any questions
you'd like to ask?

Yes, Judge.

Miss Reinhold, how often do you hear
this radio?

Constantly.

I get no peace. I don't sleep nights.

Can you tell me if it's playing right
now?

Can't you hear it?

I'm very sorry, ma 'am, but I couldn't
hear anything.

Couldn't... Well, you're on her side. I
mean, you heard it.

Oh, I'm afraid I didn't either, Miss
Reinhold.

You're all in it together.

I should have known nobody's going to
help me.

We would all like to help you, ma 'am.
It plays so loud, it's ruining my life,

and none of you will help me, none of
you.

Miss Reinhold, have you seen any other
doctors about this?

Oh, you mean...

You mean to shrink me like I'm crazy?
Well, there's nothing the matter with

It's this damn, damn radio!

I just want... I just want you people to
help me before I kill myself.

Go to the bench.

Yeah.

If we can just have the judgment, Your
Honor, we won't be seeking costs.

Miss Reinhold, I'm going to have to
enter judgment for the defense since I

find your testimony to be credible.

I am sorry, but there is nothing else I
can do. You're all against me.

You're telling me that you don't hear
this?

You're telling me you're all against me.

You're telling me that you can't hear
this?

You're telling me that you can't hear
this?

I'm sorry about this morning.

Oh, it's okay, John.

It wasn't your fault.

So will you be handling the appeal in
this, or will it go to the appellate

committee? If I have any say, my
involvement is over.

This wasn't my favorite case.

For what it's worth, mine either.

This way. Now, look, she's fine. It's
just a grave.

How the hell could this have happened?
Thirteen -year -old kid. He just jumped

and fired.

You're okay.

I don't know.

I guess.

She's going to be fine. We don't even
need a sling.

Thank you.

Can you get me a carry permit?

Yeah. We'll take care of it.

I see you said it yourself.

Getting a gun is not the answer.

I said that before having the barrel of
one point at my head.

Yeah, I know, I know.

And I'm not going to let that happen
again.

The next time someone comes after me, I
want to be able to shoot first.

I think the spelling's okay now. Thanks.

Listen, I feel like I owe you an
apology.

What for?

Well, I've been so busy the past couple
days, we haven't had a chance to sit

down and chat.

It's okay.

Can I make it up to you?

Maybe take you out for a drink?

I'd like to, but Sam's taking me to
Chinatown tonight.

What's with this Sam? Are you two
serious?

Pretty serious.

You married?

No. Engaged?

No. So, in other words, I still have a
shot.

No. Hi. Hi, Sam.

Sam, this is Arnie Beckham, my boss.

How do you do? Hi.

We should get going, Mary. Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow, Arnie.

Bye. Bye.

Hi.

Hi. How'd it go?

Between you and me, how do you stand
him? He's such a flying doggy.

Arnie.

How's she doing?

Too unpredictable.

Can't rely on somebody like that.

How's your trial?

They convicted him.

Almost everyone in the jury voted at
first to acquit him, even though he was

guilty of sin.

Then I changed their minds.

What? Did you threaten to quit the jury?

Very funny.

Wait, wait, wait. What are you doing?

Cleaning out my death.

It's what you want, isn't it?

You're really going to bust me on this
thing, aren't you?

No. Your choice, Arnie.

Oh, great. Some choice. Would I rather
cut off my arm or my leg?

Stop making it so personal.

It's only money.

You know, that's right.

It's only money.

Okay. We're not getting any more.

Okay. All right. All right.

All right what?

All right.

We win.

Really? Yeah.

Cost of living from the firm.

The rest can be out of my mind.

You sure it won't be too much of a
hardship?

Roxanne.

Happy?

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

I probably shouldn't say this.

It just might go to your head.

It's been a long time since I felt this
good about anybody.

When I saw the way you were in court,
you were so gentle, so compassionate.

You know, I'd almost given up entirely
on men.

Oh, come on, Jacqueline.

It is very hard for me to imagine you
being on the shelf.

I scare away a lot of men.

I think I intimidate them.

A lot of guys don't have the, uh, ego
strength to deal with a successful

woman. Is that true?

Mm -hmm.

A lot of guys are also jerks. Mm -hmm.

Sometimes I think it's my fault, though.

I'm a... I'm a very passionate woman,
Victor.

Sometimes I think too passionate.

When I give...

I like to give all of myself.

Does that frighten you?

I don't think you're easy.

You're an amazing man, Victor.

Man, I don't know about that.

I want to do something very special for
you tonight.

That's it.

Almost done.

Almost done.

If you could just move your tongue a
tad.

Perfect.

Listen, I just love your mouth.

No ulcer, diarrhea.

Beautiful gums. And strong, white teeth.

How does that feel?

You should floss more. Your gums are
bleeding. Spit.

Well, what are you doing? I think I
missed a piece of gristle.

Open. Oh, no. No, no, no. Jacqueline,
really, it's okay. It's okay. Oh,

Victor, you have such a beautiful mouth,
and I want to take care of it for you.

Ta -da!

Exhibit A.

Great. Thanks.

Yeah.

Where were we?

Damn, will you look at what time it is?
9 .30.

Yeah.

I didn't realize it was so late, Justin.

I gotta go.

Don't you want to stay?

I wish I could, really, but I got this
big case in my mind.

Um, Victor, did I, uh, did I say
something wrong?

No, no, no, no.

This was great.

Believe me.

Well, I mean, I don't understand, then.

Why are you leaving?

I mean, I know you don't have to go home
to work.

Why would I make up a thing like that?

Listen, I'll call you, all right?

You're not going to call me, are you?
Jocelyn, come on, let's not spoil a

evening. You let me give and give and
give, and now you're through with me.

Oh, Victor, you're not capable of having
real intimacy with a woman who's your

equal.

Jocelyn, I gotta go.

Get out.

Hey, thanks for the dinner, huh? It was
great.

Thank you. We'll see, all right? Yeah.
Oh, it's din time.

How are you this evening?

I need to buy a gun.

Sport or personal protection?

Protection. Have you had any experience
with firearms?

I've never used one.

Uh -huh. In that case, I would recommend
a shotgun.

Trouble with a handgun. Unless you're
five feet from the target, chances are

you're not going to hit anything.

You're in bed, you hear a prowler.

We'll come in the living room with this
mama.

If the sound alone doesn't scare him
off, your only problem is going to be

cleaning the mess off the wall.

I need a gun I can carry.

I'm afraid that's against the law.

I'm with the district attorney's office,
and I do have a carry permit.

In that case, you're going to want a
revolver, huh?

Now, these are your revolvers right
here.

This is, uh... This is what a lot of the
ladies are buying.

Smith & Wesson .38 caliber special.

Five shot, two -inch barrel.

Easy to operate. Just close it, pull
back the hammer, wham.

Anything lighter, you're down to a .22.

Now, obviously, it's gonna depend on the
circumstances, but a guy on drugs, you

hit him with a .22, he might not even
know he's been shot.

At 38, you can be sure you can knock him
off his feet.

You just walk over and stick it in his
ear.

Pow.

Wrap your fingers around this baby.
You're a stone killer.

Sexy, isn't it?

Yes.

It is.