All language subtitles for LA Law s02e20 Chariots of Meyer.eng

Previously on L .A. Law.

Arnie, would you be willing to co -sign
a note for me on a loan?

You're buying a car?

I owe the IRS $14 ,000.

Rocks, you've got a visitor.

Our last date wasn't that bad, was it?
It was fine.

So, how about dinner sometime?

That'd be swell.

How about tomorrow? Cause I gotta go to
Boston over the weekend and who knows, I

could go down in a plane crash and you'd
never get to know the real me.

Busy?

I can come back.

No, no, no. Come on in. Come on in.

I want to ask you about bankruptcy.

What's wrong with you, Roxanne?

I'm 38 years old, and I've got
absolutely nothing. No family, no money.

no control over my own life.

I'm sorry.

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

I'm sorry, honey.

It's 9 .15. You're supposed to messenger
the supplementary declaration to Judge

Kemper by 9 o 'clock. I'll get it done
right away. I've already done it.

What's the problem?

I was robbed on the way to work.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

It's not okay.

I don't want to have to be scared to
death to come to work.

Kepler versus Henderson.

Leland, I believe this one is yours.

Mr. Kepler whacked Mr. Henderson with
his artificial leg after the man

defamed him. We have an action against
him for slander, and he has one against

us for assault and battery.

Pardon me, since we're talking about
liability here.

This has got to be ten grand tops. Why
is this being handled by a senior

who bills out at $300 an hour? Because
Mr. Kepler insists, that's why.

That old geezer's doing everybody.

What's his problem?

Who knows?

Moving along, do we know the whereabouts
of Victor Cifuentes?

Oh, yeah, I spoke to him last night.

He's finishing up in Cabo San Lucas, and
he'll be back here for a couple of days

to meet with the twins.

The twins? They're here in L .A.? Yeah.
Do you want to explain to me, please,

this infantile sexual fascination that
men have with twins?

It's not infantile. It's, uh... Well,
it's just different, that's all.

Like you know all about it?

Well, not all about it, no.

But I once had a little summer fling
with a couple of twins.

No, get out of here.

I don't believe it. Oh, my God.

Hello.

Oh, it's them.

Excuse me, I have a Brynn and Holly to
back here looking for Victor.

They say it's very important and they
need a lawyer.

I'll go. No, no, this is domestic. Stop
out here.

Stuart! Could be a tax problem.

Michael, since you were the one who
spoke to Victor, would you please tell

young ladies when they'll be back and
send them away? We've got an agenda to

complete.

I'm Henry. Sweet.

Ricky!

Rock, you got a visitor. Some guy named
David Meyer.

Hi.

David. What are you doing here?

I just got back from Cleveland. I wanted
to apologize about what happened at

dinner last week.

Why? I was the one who acted like a
jerk. Well, if I just shut up and

instead of endlessly talking about
myself, I would have realized what kind

trouble you're in.

David, can I call you later? This isn't
really a great time right now. Yeah,

it's just, look, I just want to ask you
one question, okay? I mean, have you

figured out what you're going to do
about a car yet?

Yeah, I'm taking a bus.

Because, you see, I have this car.
Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Actually, I have three of them.

It's my one vice, cars.

Anyway, they're just sitting there in
the garage. I'm gone 20 days out of the

month. There have been some break -ins
in the neighborhood. And if you could

just drive them for me.

Oh, I don't think so.

Why not?

I mean, it's got to be riding the bus,
and you'd be doing me a huge favor.

I don't know.

It wouldn't be right.

Look, I'm leaving town for a couple of
days. Why don't we just try it? If

not comfortable, no problem.

Well... Because, see, I thought it might
be a solution to both of our problems.

That's all.

Okay. Great.

I'm flying to Philly in the morning. Why
don't I swing by, pick you up after

work, take you over to my place, and you
could drive one home tonight.

Okay. Great.

So I'll see you at 5 .30.

Vernon,

welcome. Leland.

You remember my granddaughter, Jennifer.

Well, I most certainly do.

Jennifer's a third -year law student.

If you don't mind, I'd like her to sit
in.

Well, fine.

Here, take a look at her resume.

She's brilliant, Leland. You should hire
her. Grandpa.

about this. Oh, don't be. Don't be. I'll
be glad to take a look at it.

First things first, Vernon.

Let's talk about your case.

I'm ready.

I can settle this out right now for $5
,000. No way.

That SOB's not getting a nickel. I did
nothing wrong.

Well, you whacked him over the head with
your leg.

After he slandered me. It was an
argument over card game, Vernon. It

slander. And it's just as frivolous as
all your other lawsuits.

I hired you to represent me in a trial,
Leland.

and I'm damn well going to get that
trial.

Yeah? Now, you hired me to render legal
advice.

My advice is to stop running around
picking fights with people and suing

This case is a loser. It should be
settled.

I didn't back down on the shores of
Normandy when World War II took my leg.

didn't back down when they told me I
need a college education to be a

I built a multimillion -dollar company
from scratch and served on the boards of

four different banks.

I didn't get where I am. I run and
scare.

This isn't about courage. Damn it!

He called me a liar.

I'm not going to give that stiff 5 ,000
bucks. That's half the cost of a three

-day trial, Grandpa.

Now stop being a stubborn old goat and
let Mr. McKenzie try for a settlement.

It's foolish to rule something out
before trying all the possibilities.

And if it doesn't fly, you'll be willing
to try it, right?

Of course.

Okay, Grandpa?

All right.

But don't you offer a penny over 5 ,000
bucks, Leland. Not one bloody penny.

We usually keep all the jewelry locked
away in the glass cases, but with the

sale and everything, there were a lot of
earrings and rings out on the counter

that day, so I was a little extra
security conscious.

And you said you saw the defendant as
soon as he entered?

Oh, yes. I noticed him the second he
came in because he looked very

I immediately told Walter Bryles, our
security guard, to watch him.

So what happened then, Mrs. Claring?

I just went about my business, and then
a few minutes later, the shouting broke

out. What shouting was that, ma 'am?
Walter wanted to search the man's

and the man wouldn't let him.

He was just really screaming, and when
he tried to leave, Walter grabbed him.

What happened then? I hit the alarm, and
when I turned back, they were in a

wrestling match.

Walter's gun was out, and the man was
prying the gun away from him. The man

being the defendant?

Yes, and then he shot him. He shot
Walter with his own gun and then ran

Walter was just lying on the floor.

People were screaming. We all thought he
was dead.

It was awful.

Thank you, Mrs. Clarence. No further
questions.

You didn't actually see my client take
any hearings, did you?

No, but... He was suspicious, I know.

Why was he suspicious, ma 'am?

Well, he was acting sort of funny.

You said he looked suspicious the second
he walked in, Mrs. Clarence.

Is it your testimony you reached this
conclusion after a one -second

of my client's behavior?

No, but he was awfully young.

He's 26 years old.

Well, most of our customers are older. I
mean, a young person is a...

real rarity there, since they really
don't usually have enough money to buy

kind of jewelry that we sell, you know.
I see.

You, sir, on the right.

Could you stand up, sir?

Sure. How old are you, sir?

I'm 25.

If this man were to walk in the jewelry
store, Mrs. Clarent, would you find him

suspicious?

No.

Thank you, sir.

So I ask you again, Mrs. Clarent.

Why was my client suspicious?

Well, his youth was a part of it, and
the way he was dressed.

How was he dressed, ma 'am?

Well, I don't remember exactly what he
wore, but he looked poor.

Not the kind of person that would buy
jewelry.

May I ask you to stand up again, sir?

My client was wearing khaki pants, white
running shoes, a light blue shirt, and

a blue windbreaker, exactly the way this
man is dressed right here.

I object to this trick.

Overruled. Exactly like this man, who,
according to your testimony under oath,

does not look suspicious.

I'll ask you one more time, ma 'am.

Why did my client look suspicious to
you?

Come on, Mrs. Clarent. We ruled out
behavior.

We ruled out clothing.

We ruled out age.

What's left, Mrs. Clarent?

We don't get... Many colored people in.

So you planted the seeds of suspicion
with the security guard because James

Edwards was black.

I just told him to watch him, that's
all.

You just said, watch him.

Thank you, Mrs. Clarent.

Thank you very, very much.

This case has nothing to do with color,
and he knows it. But he is making his

client out to be this poor victim of
racial bigotry.

Are you sure that he's not?

This kid has got a list of priors as
long as my arm. He has knocked over

jewelry stores before, which, of course,
the jury knows nothing about because

Atkins got it all suppressed.

Sounds like he's good. He is good.

He does not have to use race as a
smokescreen. Sounds like you ought to

yourself a black DA.

Maybe Greg Fields. Get him to sit in
with you. No way.

The second I come down to his level,
that is when I lose this case.

What are you going to do?

Nail him.

Without pandering to a jury's guilt, I
am going to beat his brains out, fair

square. Now, what ever happened to this
sweet, docile, adoring girl that I fell

in love with?

I don't know, Derek.

Maybe you can look for her at your high
school reunion.

Were you ever a cheerleader?

Stop it.

Woo -fee.

Wow. Isn't it great?

What, put Jimmy out of jail?

You're not going to believe it.

David Meyer's letting me borrow it.

See a little? What?

Very funny, Elizabeth.

He's got three cars, and he worries that
they might get vandalized while he's

out of town on business.

Uh -huh. And I'm an Indian princess.

Oh, Douglas.

Jennifer Kepler's resume.

The old man's granddaughter?

Mm -hmm.

And Law Review.

Take a look. We'll talk. She could be a
good one.

Arnold Becker's office.

Hi, David.

How's your trip?

Is it boring?

Oh, it's wonderful.

It's so much fun to drive.

A person could get really spoiled.

And for you, Roxanne.

I signed for him.

David, could you hold on a minute?

Roses are red, violets are blue.

I'm coming home tomorrow. Could I have
lunch with you?

David, they're beautiful.

Yeah, you shouldn't have.

Of course I'll have lunch with you
tomorrow.

Yeah. Great.

I'll see you then, okay?

Okay, bye.

Oh, wait.

They're so pretty.

I bet they cost a lot of money.

Yeah. What should I do, Benny?

I don't know.

Put water in them?

So, you and the twins.

You gonna tell Uncle Arnie all about it?

No, Uncle Arnie.

Okay, so you don't have to say anything
graphic. Maybe you could just blink one

for yes, twice for no.

Is it fantastic?

Oh, pretty good.

I'd have given anything to have had
twins.

You're still young, aren't you? No, I'm
not.

Uh -uh.

My playing days are over.

Wait a minute.

You and the judge?

Guilty as charged.

Serious?

Well, let's put it this way. If her
divorce were final, I'd marry her

Well, now that is serious.

Oh, let me ask you this. Let me ask you
this.

Did you experience them, as it were,
individually, or, you know, as a...

Package deal.

Both.

I've never been sexually jealous of
another man ever till now.

Schnauzer.

No deal. They refused to settle. I'll
tell you that slug would never go for

You also tell her how you sabotaged the
settlement conference by phoning the

slug an hour before the meeting?

Tell her how you swore at him?

Inflaming him? I called to initiate a
dialogue.

He started the stream first. Bernard,
I'll represent you in this trial. This

the last one.

After this case, get yourself another
lawyer.

I'm telling you, it was an absolute
affront.

He called me a liar.

A thief.

The abuse was unrelenting. So it was
then you removed your prosthesis?

But not to hit him with it. I've been
taking the thing off at meetings for 25

years. Ever since I saw Khrushchev
silence that room by pounding his shoe.

I'll tell you, it really gets their
attention.

Well, you're saying then you do this for
effect.

Exactly. It unnerves people. I use it to
my advantage.

In this case, I was simply trying to
intimidate Mr. Henderson a little.

What happened then?

The abuse escalated into a scathing
personal attack.

He called me a criminal, said I was
pathological.

I lost my temper and I struck him.

Not hard, but I did.

Sorry it happened, but...

I really was provoked.

Thank you, Mr. Kepler. Nothing further.

Mr. Kepler, the bulk of this scathing
personal attack was the accusation that

you cheated at a game of cribbage,
right?

There's nothing insignificant about
being called a cheater.

But the point is, this was just an
ordinary dispute over a silly card game

you suddenly began to beat my client
senseless with an acrylic foot.

Objection. Staying. And when my client
tried to run for safety, you threw it at

him, didn't you?

Underhand. Mr. Kepler, did my client
ever touch you?

No, but... Did he ever physically
threaten you?

No. In fact, then, sir, this is a case
where you responded to verbal taunts.

With physical violence, isn't it? He
deserved it. Thank you, sir. Nothing

further.

That man is responsible. Nothing
further, sir. Thank you.

And then what did you do, Mr. Bryles?
Then I asked to search his pockets.

He started screaming at me.

He made a move for the door, and that's
when I grabbed him.

Had you identified yourself as the
security guard?

Yes, but that didn't seem to stop him.
Then I drew my weapon and tried to

apprehend him.

He really went nuts.

He started wrestling for the gun, and
then all of a sudden...

Take your time, Mr. Brown.

I think I know I heard this pop.

Didn't even sound like a real gun.

And then I felt this burning feeling in
my stomach.

And then I felt nothing at all.

Did you know what had happened?

I remember lying on the floor and
thinking, oh, God, how did I get here?

And then thinking, oh, God, I must be
shot.

I must be shot.

Mr. Bryles, do you see the man who shot
you in this courtroom today?

That's him, the defendant.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

You, uh...

You

couldn't actually see what it was my
client put in his pocket, could you? I

him holding earrings.

I saw him slip his hand into his pocket.

I had a good idea.

A good idea?

But you could have been wrong, true?

Seven years, I've stopped over 80
people, consular.

I was wrong three times.

And for those three mistakes...

What color skin did the suspects have?

What difference does that make? See, I
don't know.

Humor me.

What color were they, sir?

I believe they were black.

Funny thing.

And of those 80 -some -odd detentions,
how many times did you have occasion to

draw your weapon?

Before this time or other times.

And could you tell us the color of the
suspects on those occasions?

Objection.

Overruled. Listen, buddy, 90 % of the
store's thieves happen to be black, so

naturally statistics are... No, sir. You
just made another mistake.

Police records indicate that only 47 %
have been black. There was no mistake

that day. Your client was guilty of
shoplifting. Wrong again, sir.

The law provides that a person cannot be
guilty of shoplifting before he leaves

the store.

And you jumped my client while he was
still inside, didn't you? As I thought,

he got outside, I wouldn't be able to
catch him. Why? Because blacks run

than whites?

Objection, sir. Withdrawn.

Isn't it true that you wanted to harass
my client into leaving because he was

making the white customers nervous?
Yeah, I harassed him real good and let

shoot me. Well, who drew the weapon,
sir? You or he?

I did because... You grabbed who?

I grabbed the... Who called who a
nigger?

Objection! Sustained. I never did. Now,
you're in the hole, Mr. Bryles. Isn't it

true that you pointed the barrel of your
gun at my client's head and said,

freeze, nigger, or I'll blow your black
ass off? That's a complete lie! Mr.

Atkins... You victimized him, provoked
him? Who's the victim?

I'm spending the rest of my life in a
wheelchair because of that damn...

Damn what, Mr. Bryles? Damn what?

You're missing the noun.

Objection. What were you thinking? Coon,
spade, jigaboo, jungle bunny? Your

Honor. Mr. Atkins. Go ahead, Mr. Bryles.

Finish the slur.

Mr. Atkins, that will be enough.

Nothing further.

He always has to make the rules, always
has to be in charge.

Whenever anybody challenges him, he
throws a conniption. You called him a

cheater, didn't you? I asked to double
-check his card count.

He inferred the allegation, not me.
That's a lie.

Mr. Kepler, be quiet.

Isn't it true you began to shout at this
man? Of course I yelled at him. We're

in a plush country club, people in suits
and ties, and all of a sudden he's

waving around his fiberglass foot in a
dirty sock.

You disparaged him in front of a room
full of people. He disparaged himself.

Your client is an embittered man who
can't get along with people.

Embittered? Motion distracted. You've
destroyed every friendship you ever had.

Mr. Henderson. You and I never had a
real friendship.

You used me.

Objection. You needed me to.

Needed you?

I associated with you out of pity.

Mr. Henderson. Shut up, Vernon.

This man is estranged from everyone
who's ever met him. He's a religious old

windbag who thinks the whole world
revolves around him. I'm getting this

I'm you. Hey, Vernon.

What the hell is going on? I'll kill
you. I'll kill you. For God's sake,

That's it.

Lawsuit number two. Assault number two.

I want that foot impounded. You've got
to be kidding.

Give me back my leg. See how scruffed up
it is? You can tell he throws it all

the time.

Strike. I demand the return of my
client's limb, Your Honor. This is

prejudicial. It should have been tagged
as an exhibit in the first place.

Everybody, shut up. This is
inflammatory, and this is prejudicial.

legitimate evidence. I said shut up!

Counsel, in my chambers, now.

Jonathan.

Anyway,

we're going to go down to the convention
and see how it plays.

If we can't interest nurserymen in a
garden tool catalog, then maybe you just

can't sell the stuff through mail order.

How long would you be gone?

Ten days.

I ought to go down Friday and set up a
booth over the weekend.

By the way, you wouldn't want to house
sit, would you? I know it's short

You can say no if you want to.

David. Sit around the pool for a couple
of days, fire up the old jacuzzi. David,

I can't. Could be just what the doctor
ordered. I said no.

Just a suggestion. What's the big deal?

I just don't want to feel like some sort
of reclamation project, that's all.

I may be broke, but I still have my
pride. Of course you do. If you didn't,

wouldn't be interested in you.

That's the problem.

I don't think that I can be interested
in you the way I think you're interested

in me.

I'm just not looking for a relationship
right now. And even if you were, it

wouldn't be with me, right?

No.

I don't want you to get the wrong idea
and then get hurt.

I see.

Sorry.

If you want the car back, I understand.

Look, I'm not naive.

I know I'm not the most electrifying guy
in the world.

I'm 45 years old, not much to look at.
I'm not in a real glamorous profession.

I don't know a lot of interesting
people.

Basically, I'm a schlub. You're not that
bad. She said, damning with faint

praise.

I admit there's a part of me that wishes
for something more with you, but I'm a

realist. I just want to be a part of
your life.

And if I have to, I'll settle for your
friendship.

Cars, flowers, houses, dinners.

I can't reciprocate, David. You don't
have to.

It makes me happy to be able to help
you. Otherwise, what's the point of any

it? Oh, David.

I know. I'm sorry I'm making a fool of
myself.

Just the opposite.

I think you are the sweetest guy I ever
met.

There's no slander here, people.

Just a flat -out assault.

That man attacked my client that day,
just as he did a little while ago before

your very eyes. And you know what?

He's going to keep doing it until
somebody gives him the message to stop.

Now, that job is up to you, ladies and
gentlemen.

Send him that message right now.

and help put an end to this meaningless
violence.

I agree.

It's time to send a message.

But instead of issuing some dictum that
people shouldn't use prosthetics

as weaponry, let's turn to the real
abuse that's going on here.

Now, these two gentlemen have taken up
three days of a California court.

Three days of your lives at great
expense to the taxpayers with a silly

dispute over a card game.

Oh, yes.

He called him names and he hit him with
his foot, but come on, nobody got hurt.

And it is a disgrace that this case is
even before you.

You know, it takes over four years,
ladies and gentlemen. to get a civil

to trial in Southern California.

That means legitimate victims, people
who have suffered real tragedies, sit

wait while their cases are backlogged.

Backlogged on a docket crowded by stupid
little matters like this where the only

things bruised are self -inflated egos.

I'm embarrassed to be the lawyer here.

My client is an immature 75 -year -old
child, as is his counterpart, Mr.

Henderson. You want to send a message?

Don't reward either one of them.

Tell the world that litigation should be
a last resort.

The courtroom is a place to send only
those issues which cannot otherwise be

resolved. It is not a playground for
rich eccentrics to air out their hurt

feelings.

Shame on both of them, ladies and
gentlemen.

Let's send them to bed without any
supper.

How dare you do that to me? Well, you
gave me no choice.

That was the only strategy left to me.

We could have won. Instead, you tell
them to give me nothing.

Well, after that little stunt of yours,
there was no chance of winning.

The only game plan left was to not lose.

Sorry if I embarrassed you.

But the best verdict we could possibly
get would be a finding of no damages for

either party. And my argument was
designed to get that verdict.

You've had it. I'll sue you for
defamation, for malpractice. And I'll

right back.

You want to see litigation, Vernon?

You try taking me on. I'll hammer you.

I'll tell the jury.

About how you sued six people in the
last year? I'll tell him about a man who

retired two years ago and has nothing
better to do than go around trying to

new adversaries to hate. I'll tell him
about a man who abuses the court process

to satisfy his own sense of
vindictiveness.

Come on, sue me, Vernon.

It'll be the last shot you ever take.

You're done, Leland.

I'll get me another attorney. No,
Grandpa.

Be quiet! Are you going to shop around
for a new granddaughter, too?

You're behaving badly, and I won't humor
you at your own expense.

Now, Mr. McKenzie is acting in your best
interest, and so am I, when I tell you

let him continue.

He's ridiculing me. He is just trying to
win a case that you forced him to

prosecute. Now, please, let's just get
through this one before you decide to

somebody else.

Okay?

You'll let us know when the jury comes
back?

Sure.

Come on, Grandpa. Let's go home.

He never said, excuse me, or wait a
second, or anything.

He just grabbed me from behind.

And what did you do?

I tried to push him off.

So he goes to get me around the neck,
and I swung at him. So he pulls his gun

like he's going to shoot me. But James,
if you hadn't taken the earrings, why

did you put up such a struggle?

You think being innocent counts for
something.

It don't stop him from arresting you.

It don't stop him from shooting you.

You really believe a security guard can
just shoot you and get away with it? All

I know.

is if you take a cop, a black dude, and
a gun, and a gun goes off, nobody's ever

going to blame the cop.

Do you have any basis for that opinion,
James?

I got a dead cousin with a big hole in
his back. How's that for basis?

Objection. Goes to state of mind, Judge.

This witness has firsthand knowledge of
an innocent person being shot dead by a

law enforcement officer.

That has no relevance whatsoever.

It is completely relevant.

Mr. Edwards had every right to fear for
his life. Now he's testifying.

You're obstructing. Be quiet, both of
you.

How far is this path going to stray,
Counselor?

I'm attempting to show, Judge, that my
client had a legitimate distrust for

white security guard, just as he has a
legitimate distrust for these

proceedings. He was jumped by an
overzealous guard, and now he's being

prosecuted by an overzealous district
attorney.

Objection! This woman was wounded a year
ago by a black gang member, Your Honor,

and has since prosecuted black
defendants more aggressively than

Move for an immediate mistrial. This
trial is completely biased. Mr. Atkins,

will be quiet right now. I ask for a
mistrial and for sanctions against

as well as contempt. Quiet.

No mistrial.

The jury will disregard that nonsense,
and we will adjourn for 20 minutes,

during which time, Mr. Atkins, I would
strongly suggest that you straighten up

your act. One more outburst like that,
and this trial will be over, and I will

hold you in contempt.

We are adjourned.

What the hell was that?

It was me representing my client.

Calling me a racist goes beyond
representing your client, Mr. Atkins.

to it.

I'll probably do it again. It's a
vicious lie.

But it's not the first one.

That security guard never called your
client a nigger, and you know it.

I never said he did. I just asked a
question.

You're trotting out this racism crap as
a way of deflecting attention from the

real issues of this case. Which are?

The guilt or innocence of the defendant
based on what happened in that jewelry

store. You pick your issues, I'll pick
mine.

You're hurting the credibility of every
legitimate case against racism by

raising it where it's not relevant.

It's relevant every time a black person
deals with white America.

Baloney! You're trying to turn this
whole case on a jury's collective white

guilt. If they're not racist, they've
got nothing to feel guilty about.

But that doesn't mean you'll let them
off your hook, does it?

After all, you as a black man have to
have the final authority on who is and

isn't a racist.

And the fact that you may be hurting
your own cause isn't as important as

able to stand up and be the accuser. My
cause is to get my client acquitted. And

don't you dare presume to tell me what
it should or shouldn't be.

What I'm doing in there is what any
lawyer does.

You don't want to talk about racism.

I don't blame you. It doesn't help your
case.

But I'm going to do my job in there. I'm
going to use whatever I can to get an

acquittal.

You're not a win, Ms. Van Owen.

So am I.

Have you reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor. On question
number one, in the matter of Vernon

versus Stephen Henderson for the cause
of action of slander, we find in favor

the defendant, Stephen Henderson. For
question two, in the matter of Stephen

Henderson versus Vernon Kepler for the
cause of action of civil assault and

battery, we find in favor of the
defendant on the cross -complaint,

Kepler. Thank you very much, ladies and
gentlemen.

Court is adjourned. When is that? Right.
Just take it easy. What happened?

You both lose.

Either one of you gets a dime.

This is the equitable way. All right.
What do you mean?

We knew at the outset that I... Leland.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, Bernard.

Hey, I'll meet you guys outside.

I don't hack retirement too well. I was
the big man, the CEO.

Used to be so damn...

Significant. You're still significant,
my friend.

I'm dropping the other lawsuits.

Lord knows what the hell I'll do,
though.

Why don't you take some of that money
you lose in the cribbage and start a new

business? Damn it, Leland.

There's an idea.

I'd need an attorney, though.

What am I, chopped liver?

Maybe we can kick around some ideas at
dinner tonight.

Well, it would be my pleasure.

And my treat.

That's the least you can do after
blowing my case like that.

They never found any earrings on my
client.

Nor did anybody actually see him take
them. The only thing seeing people was a

struggle between him and Walter Bryles,
where a gun went off. And for that,

they're trying to charge James Ray
Edwards with attempted murder.

Racism sometimes has a real simple
formula, ladies and gentlemen.

White guy starts a fight. White guy
pulls a gun. Gun goes off. Black man

And if you don't believe me when I tell
you this, then just believe them.

The store clerk admitted under oath that
my client looked suspicious simply

because his skin was black. The security
guard admitted under oath that his

initial suspicion was predicated on the
store clerk's paranoia.

His testimony revealed a history.

of harassing black people. And he
mistakenly accused my client of a crime

didn't commit.

So why did James Ray Edwards act guilty?

By fighting back.

After all, if he were truly innocent,
the wheels of justice would spin him

through exoneration.

This is a world where law enforcers are
righteous.

A world where truth wins out.

A world where innocent people don't get
punished.

The problem is James Ray Edwards never
lived in that world. James Ray Edwards

lives in a world where he was judged a
criminal simply by being black in a

jewelry store.

James Ray Edwards lives in a world where
innocent people sometimes get shot in

the back by police officers.

James Ray Edwards lives in a world where
the wheels of justice don't always spin

so good.

My client is being prosecuted.

for trying to fight his way free from a
white man with a gun.

He feared for his very life.

And if you can't comprehend that fear,
then it's simply because none of you

ever been there.

I don't deny the world that James Ray
Edwards...

I don't deny the prevalence of racism on
the streets,

in department precincts, and even,
occasionally,

in the courts.

I know, however advanced our society may
be,

it still consists of some people who
judge others simply on the basis of

pigmentation.

It is inexcusable.

It's indefensible.

But in this case, it is also
inapplicable.

Racism in no way factors into the
evidence before you.

People.

James Ray Edwards.

was seen holding a pair of earrings
worth $10 ,000, the exact same pair that

coincidentally turned up missing.

He was seen by a security guard secretly
putting something into his pocket, and

when questioned, he made a mad dash for
the door.

After he was grabbed, he fought.

He pried the guard's gun away, shot him,
and left him paralyzed for

life.

James Ray Edwards is a thief.

He is a dangerous criminal who almost
killed a man.

He is not guilty because of race. He is
just plain guilty. And we convict

guilty people, ladies and gentlemen, no
matter what color they are.

Thank you.

The pool's on a timer, so if you feel
like a dip in the morning, it's all

for you, right about 75 degrees.

Oh, and I better warn you, the gardener
comes Thursday, he starts blasting that

leaf blower pretty early.

That's not a problem.

I'll show you inside.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive
you to the airport?

Don't worry about it. I'd be happy to.
No, you've got to get back to work.

Besides, they can get some work done in
the back of the limo.

Your basic kitchen.

Oh, I love it.

Lucia gets here about quarter of seven.
She'll get you your breakfast.

She doesn't have to do that. I didn't
know what you liked, so I just had her

stock the fridge.

Decor is not exactly my strong suit.

How long have you been here?

I'm embarrassed to tell you. I found it
like this almost five years ago. But I'm

away all the time. I'm so busy. I just
haven't had a chance to get around to,

you know.

It's a great home.

All it needs is new wallpaper and...

Some furniture.

What it needs is a woman's touch.

That would be the limo.

That's about it.

Any questions, ask Lucia, or you can
call me at the hotel. You have the

right?

Thank you, David.

Just enjoy it, okay?

Okay. And I'll see you when I get back.

What say you, Mr. Foreman?

In the matter of the people versus James
Ray Edwards, we, the jury, find the

defendant not guilty.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for
faithfully discharging your duties.

Members of the jury, you are dismissed.

This court is in recess.

Congratulations.

You got away with it.

You cheated, huh?

I feel disappointed.

I lost a case I should have won. I was
outperformed by another lawyer.

And a better lawyer?

I'll beat you next time.

Till then, Counselor.

Till then.

Even if he is right and it is a racist
system, which I don't believe, there's

still no justification for what this guy
did.

Gracie, you're talking about a legal
strategy. That's all.

That's all?

You expect it's because Atkins is black?
He's not allowed to use all the weapons

in his arsenal? I am not saying that,
Michael.

To be honest with you, if I had this
kid's case, I might have tried the same

defense. The difference is, I don't
think that the jury would have bought it

from me.

Which is not to say that Atkins is
wrong.

It's because we're all racist, right?
No, that's not the point. The point is,

black racism is no better than white
racism. No matter who espouses it, it is

every bit as hateful to me.

Yeah, well, there are certain feelings
that we do not have access to.

You're not black.

So?

So we have no idea what that means.

We have the luxury of never having to
think of ourselves as white Americans.

But Lee Atkin, James Ray Edwards.

There are always black Americans.

And that makes a difference.

I'm telling you, Leland, you try playing
cards eight hours a day, you'll be

yanking off body parts, too.

Well, here's to a pretty good lawyer.

And a good future lawyer.

Here, here.

Here.

I gotta go empty out this hollow leg.

Order me another one. Would you,
sweetie?

Of course.

He's, uh, he's quite a guy.

Yes, he is.

Oh, I've had a chance to look at your
resume.

As has my managing partner.

We agree.

It's outstanding.

Thank you.

Based on your record, as well as the
sound judgment I've seen you exercise

the last few days, I'd like to offer you
a clerkship.

I'm honored.

But, um, actually, I think I'd like to
disqualify myself.

Why?

Because I've become socially interested
in one of your firm's partners.

Really?

Based on what I've observed these last
few days, I've become attracted to my

grandfather's lawyer.

What?

I would like to pursue a relationship
with you on something other than a

professional basis.

Me? I know what you're thinking. Why?

What does she want? Well, it's not a
job. I just turned one down.

Money?

You drew up my trust fund, so you know
it's not that.

What then?

Who knows?

You're an intelligent, compassionate,
caring man.

And I'm a sucker for those qualities.

Jennifer, I must be 35 years older than
you? Are you suggesting that I'm either

intellectually or emotionally immature?

No. Are you suggesting you couldn't be
physically attracted to me?

Do you dismiss the idea that I could be
physically attracted to you?

I don't exactly have a young man's body.

Sexy's up here, Leland.

May I call you Leland?

Oh, sure, sure.

Am I embarrassing you?

Yes.

Should I stop?

No.

It's just that...

I think our age difference would make
this terribly inappropriate. I've seen

obstacles, but I also see the common
denominators.

And I wouldn't be walking this plank if
I didn't feel so strongly about it.

Besides, didn't I once hear you say it
would be foolish to rule something out

before exploring the possibilities?

Sorry about the wait, folks.

Where's my drink?

Waiter!

You are right, Leland. You're white as a
ghost.

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