All language subtitles for LA Law s01e21 Oy Vey Wilderness

Previously on L .A. Law.

Kevin Rollins obtained a gun, loaded it
with ammunition, stalked Miss Van Owen,

and shot at her point blank.

Whether you care to admit it or not,
that punk's bullet wounded more than

arm. He got to you, and he got to you
deep.

Until further notice, you're on the
desk.

Rollins didn't take me down, Bruce.
You're doing it. I don't deserve this.

Barking dogs are a fact of life, Mr.
Karras.

Accordingly, I find the facts to be
insufficient to support your nuisance

And I'm entering judgment for the
defendant.

Well, Rackman, I'll get justice in my
own way. Just you wait. My dog's been

killed. What?

My neighbor poisoned him. Go see him.
Talk to him. Stand up, you murderer.

What?

Get back.

If you want a piece of me, you know
where to find me.

Do I know you?

Yeah. Well, do you remember a client
named Kim Bonner?

Sure. That's my mother.

You're... Lucinda.

God, last time I saw you, you were just
a little kid.

Well, I just turned 21 a couple days
ago.

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

You're still lawyering, I assume?

Yeah. I guess you're not still in junior
high school.

No.

Shopping for the family?

No.

You? Oh, no, I just stopped by to pick
up some smear and a fig for breakfast.

This is all I have during the day. It's
water from the St. Augustine Springs.

Since I tried it, I simply can't drink
any other.

Getting a divorce was really the best
thing my parents ever did.

Well, sometimes that's the case.

You still living with your mother?

Arnie, please.

I can afford my own place.

Well, forgive me. I must be living in
the past.

By the way, what last name are you
using?

No last name?

Well, I'm a model, so I'm known
professionally only as Lucinda.

You must be doing fairly well.

Cover of Glamour next month.

You know, those are nice cars.

I used to have one before I got the
Mondial.

You know,

I have to tell you something.

I used to have a really big crush on
you.

Really? Yeah.

I used to imagine you sweeping me off my
feet, taking me away.

Would you still be willing to give me
the chance?

Call me.

Eight years ago when I represented her,
she had a daughter then who was only 13

years old.

Cut to this morning. I stop off at the
store, and there is her daughter.

She's 21.

Rox, this is beyond intrigue. Don't ask
me how I know.

Artie, if I line up a good temp, do you
think I could use some of the time I

have coming to take Friday off?

Leon wants to take me to Hawaii.

Absolutely.

Really?

Rox, that sounds like a great weekend.
Where are you going to stay?

Oh,

that's the best beach in the world.

Boy, if the possibility exists to live a
truly joyful existence, it's got to be

L .A.

Let's take a call now from Leonard in
Sequoia.

Go ahead.

Hello, Doctor.

So, what's on your mind today?

Well, I'm about to go into personal
bankruptcy.

Why the reject on the Ellis complaint,
Benoit? Because it's trash, Detective.

Would you be willing to amplify that for
me just a little?

Ellis has a concussion and four cracked
ribs. He said he received while in

custody. Brutality charges have been
filed against the department, and now

bring me this laundry list?

Now, see, now you're losing me, Vanna.

What's the problem? The problem,
Sergeant, is that despite the fact that

would like to charge him with eight
different felonies, the only thing that

have on him are three vehicular
infractions.

Take it to traffic court.

What about the .25 caliber automatic he
had with him? No PC to search the trunk.

There is nothing here that's going to
stick. No matter how much you fling at

wall. How about he's a wrong guy?

I can't charge him for being wrong.

What is it with you?

What is it with me?

Yeah. Didn't you get a pretty first
-hand view of what it's like out there?

What if I did?

Nothing. You're right.

Don't give it a second thought.

I'm sure there wasn't a reason in the
world for the cops to have laid a finger

on him. By the way...

That cop you've got sitting outside on
detail guarding you, how much slack you

think you'd cut him?

You're out of line, Sergeant.

But since you asked, the very same
amount I would cut anybody else.

And spare me the Ilajima speech about
how you're the front line.

The only reason this file is on my desk
is because your people screwed up and

now you're looking at a lawsuit. Only
you don't get combat pay around here.

the district attorney's office is not
your department's private defense

So do me a favor and take a hike.

You bet.

And I hope there's something I can do
for you sometime.

Positive they'll hold the Jeep for us?
Yeah, we're going to pick it up on the

way to the camping, Stuart.

God, Stuart, just think how long it's
been since you've breathed real air.

Woody Allen says you should never trust
air you can't see.

Look, Stuart, I know that camping was
not your first choice for a vacation,

I just want you to know how much I
appreciate your being so open to try

something new with me. Yeah, well,
that's the kind of guy I am.

You know, I talked to my travel agent.
We can still get in almost anywhere.

Hawaii.

Mexico. See, I think our lives have just
gotten so out of balance.

You know, enclosed in this hermetically
sealed box, never seeing the sun or a

tree or a bird.

Yeah, they have sun and trees and birds
in Acapulco, and you don't have to sleep

in the dirt.

Aren't we the little prince?

Anyway, you get to choose the next
vacation.

It's too late, I lived through this one.

Mether and the Jack of Hearts.

Yeah, um, Ron Mether's a commercial
fisherman who works out of San Pedro.

The jack of hearts is his boat.

He claims that the IRS took it away from
him. Was he asleep at the switch?

It doesn't seem like that can happen
without warning. I assume he had some

warning. With the service, you can't
assume anything.

What are we doing?

Stuart and I are meeting with Messer
this morning.

You're crossing over into Stuart's
bailiwick, Mike?

Well, from what little I heard on the
phone, this one looks like it might go

into court right away, in which case
Mike's the one.

Feel like cutting your teeth with me in
tax court, Victor?

Victor's not available.

You know, I could easily give up this
trip if you want me around, Mike.

Not necessary.

Excuse me.

Is he all right?

Ann, you're not coming in tomorrow?

That's right, Douglas.

Stuart and I are going backpacking in
the Buelton Highlands.

Abby, there's one thing I'd like you to
cover for me, if you could. Abby is not

available, Ann.

Victor and Abby not being available have
anything to do with this ongoing Sparky

litigation, Douglas?

Let's get something straight.

I've been hit with criminal assault
charges as well as an enormous civil

liability claim.

These represent a grotesque travesty of
justice.

The only possible means I have of
righting the scales a bit lies in the

I filed against Karras for killing
Sparky and for slashing my tires.

I would hope that I could count on the
forces of this firm to be mobilized out

of sheer moral indignation, if nothing
else.

I think we're adjourned.

I'm Mike Cusack. This is Stuart
Markowitz. He's our tax specialist.

How are you?

So, where should I start?

Tell us about your boat.

She's 85 foot, steel hull.

I got her rigged for long lining.

Five days ago, I'd taken enough ice and
provisions for a two -week trip.

Next day, I go down to the pier. The
harbor master tells me internal revenue

agents have seized the boat. He left me
a notice I owed $540 ,000 in taxes.

My best year, I made 80 grand.

Plus, the one thing I never not do is
pay my taxes. I don't ask them for

extensions. I don't tell them any
stories. I just give them the money so

don't give me any trouble.

Doesn't always work, does it? Tell me.

The guy does my returns. He called. He
couldn't get any information.

I phone. The lines are always busy.

Well, if what you're saying is accurate,
it sounds like somebody really goofed.

Let's hope that's all it is.

Remember, we are dealing with the IRS
now.

You're telling me they can do anything
the hell they want to do?

Well, they can do things nobody else can
do. They have their own police force.

When they decide to move in, they move
in. They can take everything.

And if you happen to be standing there,
they can search you.

I know a case of a guy where they went
to his house, not only took his two

but the truck that belonged to the
gardener who was cutting the grass at

time. So I just roll over?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

I know a few people down there. I think
we can get a meeting by this afternoon.

Don't worry.

We'll get this whole thing straightened
out. Well, I hope it's soon, because I

got five crewmen gonna leave me flat if
I'm not outbound in a week's time.

I'm three payments late on the boat.

I'm two payments late on the house. My
wife is a wreck because of this.

If they don't give that boat back to me
soon, they might as well keep it for

good.

So, some kid takes a pop shot at me, and
all of a sudden, I'm supposed to be the

department's hard -ass.

Well, I don't think you're being singled
out, Grace.

I think he was just doing what cops do.

Since when are you an apologist for the
LAPD?

Since when are you having three drinks
for lunch?

How about you mind your own business?

Look, I think I've been pretty good
about what's been going on with you the

couple of weeks.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

You have been pushing me and everyone
else away with the booze and the

tranquilizers. It's not you, Grace.

Nicky, be a pal, huh?

Get off my back.

Hey, why don't we do dancing tonight,
hmm? I have a friend who can get us into

Helena's. Oh.

No, I got too much to do with this IRM
thing. They are really putting the

to this guy. Yeah, well, someone's
always putting the screws to someone. It

never ends.

Give it a break.

For tonight.

I can't, Gracie.

You know what, Cusack?

The thing I like about you the best is
you're such a hell of a lot of fun.

Enjoy.

215 sunblock, zinc oxide, nasty new
sunglasses.

I feel like we're going to paradise for
the weekend.

Let me call you back later, Leon.

Rox, I know you're very busy making
plans, but if we could do a little

business for just a second?

I'd like you to have a case of St.

Augustine water sent to Lucinda at her
house.

Thanks.

So that we may understand one another on
this point, my client is fully willing

to provide all...

pertinent corporate financial records to
the present shareholders.

I have advised him that he is under no
duty whatsoever to divulge any details

his current financial condition beyond
the scope of the corporation.

Leland, what's wrong?

Call Dr. Weiner.

Tell him I have to see him right away.

Leland, what is it?

I don't know, Iris.

That's why I want to go to the doctor.
Now, would you call him, please?

Oh, Mike.

I'm in a spot.

I've got the Regina Fernald murder trial
to prepare for.

And now, assault charges against
Brackman have landed up on Marilyn

desk.

So? I copped her grandmother's rocking
chair.

There's no way I'm going to get her to
deal, and there's no way I can take this

to trial.

I was wondering if there was any chance
that you'd go down there for me.

Not if you want it done any time soon.

What about Abby?

Abby is handling Douglass' civil
litigation.

Brackman wants me for the criminal
charges.

But the way it looks now, I don't stand
a chance.

Sure you do.

You can turn this whole thing around to
your advantage, Victor.

Offer up an act of contrition, combined
with a certain innocent charm.

Pretty soon you've got her right where
you are, even more so than if you'd

had the fight with her in the first
place. I don't think so.

I think the policy objective of the
secret council of females who's crushed

Fuentes every chance you get.

Except the difference here is that
between you and Feldman, there's no

warped or straight, past, present, or
future.

So all you have to do is deal with the
case. I don't know.

I'll tell you one thing. If Marilyn
Feldman is not a dog lover, Douglas

looking at some serious pound time.

I had a calling named Daisy.

She used to roam around in this field
where the cows would graze.

Sometimes the cow would get loose and...

Get out in the road and Daisy would run
after her and bark like hell.

One day a truck hit her and she had to
be put to sleep.

All my mother would tell me was that
Daisy was going to live in a place where

was safe for her to run.

Where there were no trucks.

I promised to keep her off the road and
protect her.

But Daisy wasn't coming back.

Just imagine, instead of it having been
a truck that had hit her by accident, it

was some guy who killed her on purpose.

They say a dog is the only animal who
will lick the hand of its killer.

Daisy would have been just as trusting
as Sparky was, nuzzling up to the

stranger who was offering her chopped
meat, chopped meat laced with

When Sparky was poisoned in an enclosed
area, Karis's backyard gave him direct

access without tripping off the alarm
system.

I mean, he had every opportunity. He had
the inclination, he had... Oh, wait a

minute.

What exactly are you after here?

Ellen, I just want you to be able to use
your prosecutorial discretion and drop

the case.

Douglas Brackman has absolutely no
record for violence.

He was horribly provoked, and he's
remorseful for what he's done.

I mean, if there's any victim here, it's
him.

Why is it I get the feeling that you're
going to be laughing at me once you get

outside my door?

Because you don't know me.

Well, I don't know Mr. Brackman either,
do I? He seems bent on vengeance. He's

suing Karras.

What's to say he doesn't come after him
again, this time with a baseball bat or

a gun?

If that happens, I'm sure you know that
I don't want to be the prosecutor who

dropped the charges.

Supposing you were convinced that
Brackman isn't about to do that, okay?

Supposing we get them together and they
all agree that this is all best put to

rest. Your guy drops a civil suit?

Well, I would certainly suggest it.

Well, let's get them both in here and
maybe we can do business.

Hi. Sorry I'm late. I got hung up at the
IRS.

It's okay.

All stocking up for some long nights by
the campfire.

Stuart, I think this is really going to
be good for both of us. Just to slow

down a little. You know, sleep out under
the stars.

Nothing between us and nature.

I think we better get started.

You know, I was up reading catalogs last
night. I stayed up.

There's a lot of this stuff we're
absolutely going to need, like these

here. Oh, well, we've already got those
bags that I borrowed from my cousin.

Not like this.

You know, this is the exact same bag
they took from the North Pole.

We're not going to the North Pole,
Stuart.

We're going two hours out of Los
Angeles.

And this bag costs $400.

May I help you? If you're going to do
something, you may as well do it right,

Ann. Yeah.

Let's take two of these, and I'd like to
see your half -dome tents, please.

Right over here. Thanks.

This is a terrific model.

Aluminum alloy poles with a lifetime
warranty.

Stuart, we're going to be camping for
three nights.

It's got a convertible rain shield slash
dining canopy.

Yeah, we'll take it.

Stuart, are you kidding? How about Pat?
The wrong backpack can totally ruin a

trip.

You got one you particularly recommend?

Mm -hmm.

Fifth is the Visionary. State of the
art. Here, why don't you try it on?

Yeah, great.

It's got a thousand denier Cordura
bottom.

It's too big.

No, it's actually very well balanced.
Conically cut waistband, coil zippers,

perforated lumbar pads.

$349, Stuart. That is totally ridiculous
money for a knapsack.

Man, it's not a knapsack. We have less
expensive models, naturally, with fewer

features, of course.

Oh, no, I think I really like this one.

You'll be very happy with it.

Great. I've got a few more things.

You know, there's boots with a bilateral
arch support. I'll take two pairs of

those. Okay. And then goose -down
jackets. And you have that silk and

polypropylene underwear.

What? Right. And then, you know,
lanterns, signal mirrors, bug spray,

kit, windproof matches, citronella
candles, bungee cords, a couple of

Bungee cords?

Yeah, you know, they hold on to... Never
mind.

Here, why don't you take the list, and
I'll browse around and see whatever else

I might need. Great. Thanks.

Stuart. These are nice.

Oh, this stuff is great.

Here.

You know,

maybe you were right.

Maybe that getting close to nature isn't
really going to be so terrible after

all. You're going to need another
basket.

Parrot Corridors of Success.

Your host is celebrity interviewer Robin
Leach.

David, it's perched high on a hill on...

What time did you get home?

Four.

At this point, the job's stupid.

I might as well stay home.

You feel like talking?

No.

I feel like zoning out.

From the tube.

Sounds uplifting.

If you want me to go home, I can go
home.

How are you going to get there?

Crawl?

Drive.

You're not driving anywhere. You are
drunk.

Take your hands off me, Michael. You try
to leave this house and I'm going to

knock you down.

Watch out, man.

Can you drink?

Now lie down.

Lie down.

He's clearly been covered. All right.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

All right.

Oh, God.

Stuart, my back is killing me.

Are your hip stabilizers secure?

I don't know whether they're secure or
not.

I do know that I told you it was
ridiculous to bring in all this junk.

Don't start with me, Ann.

Don't start with me.

The entire trip was your idea. Remember
that?

And believe me, my feet hurt worse than
your back.

Not with your Austrian boots with the
bilateral arch support.

They're the best food on the market.

Just not broken in yet.

Stuart, could we make camp here for the
night? We haven't hiked very well. Well,

let's... We'll go farther tomorrow.

Whatever you say.

Okay.

Whatever you say is fine.

How's this?

Fine.

Sit down.

God.

What time did you get here? About an
hour ago. Here, take a look at this.

Notice the box?

Two weeks they're selling the boat.

I worked long enough on other people's
boats to get to where I can run my own,

and now people I've never laid eyes on
are going to sell it out from under me?

Well, we're not there yet.

Then where the hell are we?

Ron, there's something I have to get
straight.

The IRS is saying you're using your boat
to run drugs.

I have to know if that's true.

Drugs? That's why your assessment is so
high. They're saying that fishing is

just a front.

That's crazy. Where'd they get that?

Well, at the moment, they don't have to
say.

Then how the hell am I supposed to
defend myself? Why don't you let me

about that? Right now, I just have to
hear it from you. Yes or no?

No. No, I don't run drugs. I never run
drugs. All I've ever done is fish.

All right.

Tomorrow morning, we'll go into federal
court and we'll see if we can get a

judge to move on this right away.

You know the impound dock?

They don't even have chafing gear on the
lines.

They haven't kicked on the auxiliary
generator.

The ice is melting. The bilge pump is
running on the battery. The bait hole is

full of stinking mackerel, and she's
sitting too low in the water.

Ron, we are moving on this as fast as we
can.

Everybody's got their idea of what hell
is like, and this is mine.

People in offices with no windows
sending each other pieces of paper with

name on them.

I can't get them on the phone because
the line is always busy. I can't find

their offices because I don't know who
they are.

Mr. Kuzak.

Mr. Kuzak, guys like me end up in the
street from this kind of thing.

Would you come in, please?

Leland, what did the doctor say?

I'll have to cancel a number of
appointments. I tried to call all

and... Good morning.

I have to go into the hospital next
Thursday.

What for?

I'd rather not go into it.

Leland. It's nothing serious. I would
just rather not go into it.

Tell Saul.

Saul Tartoff, I'll call him on the
weekend.

Also, I'm scheduled to appear for Gordon
Hollingsworth and an administrative

hearing. Call Kite and Craig and arrange
for an adjournment. Talk to Seth,

Craig. You won't have any problem.

Leland. You are someone who never goes
to a doctor, let alone takes a day off

from work.

It's obvious to me it's something
serious, which makes me very afraid.

I'm asking as a friend that you talk to
me. And I'm asking as a friend that you

respect my privacy.

That's the kindest thing that you could
do for me right now.

Gentlemen, what we're here for is to see
whether or not it's possible to avoid

criminal trials altogether.

For whom? For either of you.

Either of it? You murdered an innocent
animal.

That is a totally unsubstantiated
accusation. You had motive and

All I did was respond to the
monstrousness of this man's crime.

Mr. Brackman, your sense of moral
outrage, regardless of how genuine or

pronounced, does not entitle you to
commit mayhem however you see fit.

What you did to this man constitutes
aggravated assault, for which you may be

tried and if found guilty, sentenced to
prison.

How do you like them apples?

I wouldn't be getting too cocky if I
were you, Mr. Karras.

Now, I'm willing to drop this entire
matter, but I need some fairly solid

assurances from both of you that this
pattern of violence and feuding is not

going to continue or escalate.

So be it.

Mr. Karras?

Well, I'm not looking to make any
trouble.

Good.

In my family, we always resolve to
crisis over a meal. So before we start

formalizing this, how about it? Well,
I've got corned beef, roast beef.

I'll have a roast beef.

Corned beef, please.

Nothing.

If you're smart, you'll both drop the
civil suits as well.

All that's going to happen is that
you'll burn up a lot of time and effort,

one's going to cancel out the other.

You all right? John, are you okay? Would
you like some water?

I think he's really choking.

Oh, my God.

All right.

Do something.

Oh, no, no, no. Don't do that. There's
that procedure.

What's it called? The Heimlich maneuver.

That's it. Yes. Do you know how to do
it? I do. Well, then do it. The man's

choking to death here. I find there to
be something of a special irony in that.

What? Was it his hand that Sparky choked
to death? For God's sake, man. Mr.

Brackman, you can't let the man die.

To lose compassion for the dying is to
lose all humanity.

Isn't that right, Carrots? Come on. Tell
me.

Did you watch Sparky as he gasped his
last breath?

Oh, come on. Was there a part of you
that would have reached over and saved

if you could, like this?

Oh, thank God.

John, are you all right?

Oh, you bastard.

I think you broke my rib.

I saved your life, you undeserving
viper.

When he gets finished with you, I'll
have the shirt off your back.

This is who you want me to settle with,
Miss Feldman, this miscreant?

This man's life calls out to be
extinguished and his bodily parts sold

scrap. I'm leaving.

I don't make deals with terrorists.

You were both witnesses.

Expect a subpoena.

The man saved your life, mister. I
wouldn't push your luck.

Lawyers.

You're on?

I'm down.

I guess this wasn't such a good idea.

At least we tried.

So, where did that leave us?

I'm not going to prosecute.

Each of them is enough of a punishment
for the other without getting the whole

criminal justice system involved.

Thanks, Marilyn.

That's really very decent of you.
Thanks.

It's a shame to waste perfectly good
food. Are you hungry?

I could eat.

Very beautiful. Come on, love me.

Love me. Look at me. Very good. Now I
want you to jump, honey.

I want you to jump for me. Now look in
the camera.

Jump, baby.

Good. Very good. All right.

You love me, honey.

You love me.

Come on, honey.

Hi, Arnie.

Abbott, Arnie Becker.

Hi, Abbott. Yeah, all right. We're just
going to finish up a couple more, then

we can take a break, okay?

Good. I love you. Good. I want you to
pout. Come on, pout for me. He was mean

you last night. Pout for me. Beautiful.
You are beautiful.

Oh, yeah.

Okay, gorgeous.

Now go and change.

You're gonna hate me.

Not in this lifetime.

We got started really late. The truck
needed detailing.

This morning they sent over a Tessarosa
instead of a Lagonda.

It's been one thing after another.

Can I take a rain check until tomorrow?

I could change the dinner reservations,
make them a little later.

Wait for you, watch you work for a
while.

Wouldn't be the hardest thing I ever
did.

Arnie, I couldn't work with you here.

I would be totally distracted.

What if I promised to be very quiet?

It's not your voice that's distracting,
Arnie.

It's wanting to get away and be with
you.

You know, the camera picks all of that
up.

I can look at a photograph from time
when a model's just broken up with her

boyfriend, gotten a drug habit, fallen
in love.

You have no idea how naked I really am.

Just so long as I can dream.

Come here.

Lucinda.

Like, the middle's all raw.

I knew we should have bought that butane
stove.

Eat some more trail mix.

I'm sick of trail mix.

Well, you know, if you hadn't broken all
the eggs when you fell over... Yeah,

like, that was really my fault, right?

Okay, I don't want to fight anymore.

Could you throw some toilet paper over
here?

Yeah, where'd you pack it?

I didn't pack it. You did.

Uh -huh, you did.

Oh, great.

You brought every damn thing in the
world except the toilet paper.

What am I supposed to do?

How about a leaf?

A leaf?

Yeah. Well, you did say you didn't want
anything to come between you and nature,

didn't you?

You're really enjoying yourself, aren't
you, Stuart?

Oh, I am having a ball. I really am.

Well, okay.

That's exactly what I'll do.

No big deal.

I'll use a leaf.

I hate lizards.

Oh, God.

God, this pack is unbelievable.

I feel like a llama.

How are you doing, honey?

How do you think I'm doing?

Is the itching getting any better?

The itching is worse.

The burning is worse. I'm in agony,
Stuart.

Total agony.

Just give me a little bit further.
You'll be okay.

How are we ever going to find a
dermatologist in this God -forsaken

Well, you know, any kind of doctor can
treat the poison sumac, or whatever it

was.

Did you remember to bring the leaf
specimen?

I thought you were going to bring it.

Well, you know, he probably didn't need
it anyway.

Come on.

Your Honor, in order to justify the
snatching of this man's boat and his

livelihood, the service has to show that
the assessment was reasonable and

appropriate. Right now, they're not even
close.

Your Honor, I would point out to Mr.
Cusack that if the service is in

with the rules of procedure in executing
the termination, assessment, and levy,

and there is no showing that it isn't,
then the review taken here goes to the

assessment only, not to the taking of
Mr. Messer's boat.

Mr. Messer only owes the taxes claimed
if it can be shown that he was involved

in smuggling drugs.

Now, where is the proof of that?

According to Section 6851, the burden
isn't on the service to provide that

proof. Mrs. Apolli, I think you'll agree
the evidence of drug smuggling is

rather thin. And there's a good
likelihood that Mr. Messer will wind up

abatement. In the meantime, could he at
least have his boat restored to him?

Unfortunately, Mr. Kuzak, there's been
no showing that the levee was anything

but proper.

As such, I'm not at liberty to disturb
it. Your Honor, Ron Messer is being

forced into personal and financial ruin.

And all anyone can say about that is
that the service is in compliance with

own rules.

Now, what is this man supposed to do
while we labor to discover that a

was made?

Counselor, I sympathize with your
client's dilemma, but this is not a

proceeding. The safeguards afforded a
criminal defendant are not in place

And we can rail about the unfairness of
it, but that's the law.

The best I can do is to set an early
trial date.

I cannot grant the relief you're seeking
in a summary fashion.

The IRS sure as hell moved in a summary
fashion, didn't they? That'll do,

Counselor. That's about all I'm going to
tolerate.

The court's adjourned.

Judge, can anybody here help me?

Can anybody explain this beyond saying
there's a section in a book someplace?

I'm not a criminal. I just want my boat
back so I can get back to work. This is

the United States of America.

I want my boat back. I want to get back
to work. Lady, could you at least tell

them to take care of the boat while they
got it? Or you could just give it to

the Navy... Mr. Kuzak, we've got a
message here from Officer Crane. Thank

Run.

I'm sorry, I've got to go.

Excuse me, I'm looking.

Never mind.

You all right?

She all right?

She's fine.

Excuse me.

Are you with the young lady?

Yeah.

Can we talk to her a minute?

I'll be right back.

What happened?

She lost it on San Vicente.

Anybody hurt? No, but she wound up on
the center divider.

We ran a breathalyzer on her. It's below
the legal line.

Just.

She's also had a few of these.

And she's got a valid prescription.

But she shouldn't be behind the wheel.
We also know she's with the DA's office.

Make sure you get her home.

Thanks.

Okay.

Let's go.

Do it.

Do it.

Is that it?

Easy, easy. Come on.

Come on. There.

Mr.

Markowitz. Ciao. Thank you.

Miss Kelsey.

Hi. There's wine and beer and fresh
orange juice. A minute for it.

That dude prefers champagne, of course.

Mr. Markowitz told me that you might be
hungry, so I brought along some oyster,

lobster, fresh caviar.

The controls for the television and the
stereo are on that front panel.

Now, everything else okay?

Yes, finally.

Great. You just lean back, relax.

We'll have you back in L .A. in less
than two hours.

If you've got something to say, just say
it.

I am not going to stand by and wait for
you to bottom out.

Then don't.

If you don't care about yourself, why
don't you stop and think about what this

might be doing to the people around you?

Now I'm supposed to feel guilty, too?

Do me a favor.

Just get off my case.

Give me some slack.

Slack almost got you killed today. Well,
just like after you got shot, you're

ready with a thousand answers.

You got your speech about how that was
nothing, how this is nothing. Well, it's

not nothing, it's something, and you're
going to deal with it.

The question is whether you're going to
deal with it with your eyes open or

closed and what the cost is going to be
when you're through.

Now, I'm going to go out, and when I
come back,

the pills better be gone, the booze
better be gone.

Couldn't go inside.

Isn't this the most fabulous car you've
ever done this in? Yeah, but still, it's

a car. We could go inside. We could be
in a bed.

Why would you want to be in a bed when
you can be in a car?

Besides, I always thought anyway.

What the hell are you doing?

Great.

Now you want to come around and see me
again. You left a message that you'd be

here. What did you expect?

You're the one that didn't want a
commitment, remember?

You had all the reasons why not.

Fine. This is what you get.

You had to make sure I found out about
it, too, didn't you?

Didn't leave anything to chance.

You leave word that you have to see me.

You park in front of the house.

I mean, are you trying to tell me
something here or what?

Yes, Aaron, I am.

I'm trying to tell you I feel neglected,
and this is the only way I have of

doing it.

I'm not as articulate as you, okay?

I just can't say what I'm feeling.

All right, look, why don't you come out
of the car, and we'll go inside and

talk, okay?

Who's the guy?

Arnold Becker, Aaron Fine.

How you doing, man?

Listen, I know this is a little bit
weird, but I think Luce and I needed a

little time together right now.

Really, Arnie, I think it's the best
thing.

You know something?

We're all going to be having dinner
together in six months laughing about

Is it perfect? I mean, it's L .A.,
right?

You've reached Roxanne.

I'm not home right now, but if you leave
your name and any brief message at the

sound of the beat, I will get back to
you.

Thank you, and have a great day.

This is Arnold Becker. I'm calling from
Pico Boulevard, where I've just pulled

over to the curb to wait out the impulse
to head due west until I crash through

the guardrail of the Pacific Coast
Highway once to my death in the ocean

I hope you're having a hell of a good
time in Hawaii.

the courage to say this to your face,
but I don't right now, and I think

okay.

I'm going away, Mickey.

I spoke to Rogoff, and he's given me an
indefinite leave of absence, and I

love you, and you know that, but after
everything that's happened,

I feel...

I feel so out of control right now, and
I'm okay. I'm really okay,

thanks to you.

But I think I need to be by myself for a
while, and I've got a lot to think

about, you know?

A lot of stuff that I haven't wanted to
think about.

And I don't know where I'm going to. I
don't know.

Maybe up north? Maybe New Mexico?

Please, please don't worry about me,
okay?

Even if you don't hear from me for a
while.

As soon as I understand what I really
want, I promise you'll be the first one

know.

Because I love you so much.

I do.