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TRISH: You know the trouble
with your line of work?

-Morality and justice.

They´re not always
on the same side of the coin.

The bra-burners
are gonna be out in force now.

TRISH: I have been divorced once
and betrayed twice.

I wish you well, though.

-I really do.
-Go and have a holiday.

I don´t need a fucking re-- Aah!

Aah. Aah.

GEIRINGER: I´d say
he´s having a heart attack.

This whole thing is
like a metaphor for your life.

Never mind the women
who get hurt or fucked over,

just as long as justice
and Bungay prevail!

Mighty Mike --
the Cock of the Court!

The only advice
I can give you is just...

get out, you know.

SALLY: Stop it!
Stop it!

O´DONOVAN: And you may win
as many verdicts as you like,

but, in the end,
what does it all amount to

if you destroy everything
you need in the process?

ANNOUNCER: Well, I think that
there´s going to be a blowup

in the line-outs soon

because there´s been a lot
of obstruction going on there.

ANNOUNCER #2: There´s the plane
coming in very low

over Eden Park.

-And you can see

the flour bombs
landing very close...

BUNGAY: That´s it!
Yeah, take that, South Africa!

Bloody brilliant!

-Oh!
-Someone´s gonna get hurt!

-Smoke bombs, flares...

Yes!
Loud and clear!

Stop apartheid!

Oh, my God!

The New Zealand player
Gary Knight

-was struck by a flour bomb.
-Bloody brilliant!

-I told you.

ANNOUNCER #1: Sorry to interrupt
there, but I saw that happen.

Six months?!

I´d have given him six years.

Oh, ease up.

He was just exercising
his right to protest.

No, no. He was exercising
his right to nearly kill

one of the best props
the game´s ever seen.

I´m surprised he didn´t ask you
to defend him, Mike.

Well, he had reputation
to consider.

STACEY: The price of fame, Mike,
price of fame.

But flour bombers aside,
gentlemen,

we have a case to plan for.

A landmark case --

one crime, 14 accused.

Potential for huge precedents.

So, what about
these other rugby players?

Yeah, let´s fuck him up, boys!

Whoo!

[ Indistinct shouting,
glass shattering ]

MAN: Whoo-hoo-hoo!

MAN #2: Fuck, yeah!
Let´s go!

-Fuck!

-MAN #3: Whoo-hoo-hoo!

MAN #4:
Whoo-hoo!

MAN #5: Get him out.
Get him out. Get him out.

MAN #6: Come on, boys!
Let´s go!

Well, we know
Jim will be going for murder,

so it´ll be common purpose,
right?

Where two or more persons
form a common intention,

each is a party to an offense
by the others.

BUNGAY: So they´re all guilty
of everything that happened.

McCLELLAND:
But every one of them´s entitled

to have his case
considered separately.

BUNGAY: Damn right.

I mean, Matthews,
one of my guys,

he denies even being there.

I´m concerned about
your Stewart Puha fellow --

who saw the beating.

Why?
He´s not naming names.

Maybe he won´t have to.

...because everybody
who went there

was a party to a common purpose

and to every offense committed.

BUNGAY: There are families
to be considered here.

You know, kids.

Seems to me that we need
a common purpose of our own.

´Cause, if the Crown
can get any one of our guys

to admit to targeting Epps,
then they´re all sunk.

Not if the Epps assault
exceeded the initial purpose.

Yeah, sure.
But look.

For murder, the Crown need
to prove four things, okay?

Identity, killing...

An unlawful act
and intent to kill.

Yes. We do know.
Thanks, Mike.

Which needs to be proved
against each of them. Okay?

So our clients
need to stick together,

and we need to agree that none
of us tries to save the ass

of any single person at the
expense of the others. Right?

Okay, fine, Mike.

But our clients are all single.

You had 10
the last time I looked.

Can you make guarantees that
they´ll all stick to a strategy?

Well, I bloody hope so.

I´d be more certain
if we were defending the gang

against killing
one of their lot.

-Oh, gang loyalty.

They´re
a much closer-knit bunch.

For them, the gang´s
a surrogate family. "Whanau."

This rugby team --
sorry, Mike -- League team...

well, they´re
a much less bonded group.

But who knows?

Maybe they will put
themselves first

for the sake of their families.

They are still mates, though.

They´re gonna have
to stick together.

Well, all of my lot,
including Matthews and Puhoi,

well, they´re telling me
that the only aim

was to trash the house.

They didn´t even know that Epps
was gonna be around that day.

He wasn´t a target.

It wasn´t a plan.

It wasn´t murder.

They beat a man to death!

No one knows
who struck the fatal blow.

It was mayhem.

SALLY: Yeah, mayhem
that they initiated!

In response
to several brawls in the pub

and one of their teammates
getting beaten up -- Yes!

Acts initiated by the gang.

Our guys just went there
because they wanted

-to teach ´em a lesson.
-Yeah, and a man died.

Yeah, but that wasn´t
their intention, you know.

Murder requires intent.

-I´m not shouting at her.

Stupid dog.

Why is he on your side, anyway?
He´s my dog.

Yeah, not anymore.
Eh, Bruno?

Traitorous beast.

Look, the third test, you know?

If that flour bag
had killed Gary Knight,

I could´ve got Max Young off
on any murder charge,

because his intention
was to protest...

to stop the fucking game,
not kill a bloody All Black.

It´s obvious.

I don´t know
how you live with yourself.

I don´t know
how I live with you.

You live with me
because this dog and I

are the only bloody family
that you´ve got!

But you want to know
what the big question is, Mike?

The really big question is,
why the fuck do I live with you?

Because unlike you,
I already had a life --

professional and personal.

And neither of them
have benefited from this,

believe me.

Underground Airways.

Like a great big wooden hand
descending through the ceiling.

Deus ex machina.

Pokes me right behind the ear.

A little reminder
of our frailty.

You lost me.

"The only family you´ve got,"
she says.

And then the phone rings.

Underground Airways.

It´s not actually
the only family I have, Bruce.

I´ve got two daughters,

and I´ve got two sisters
in England --

Maureen, the God-botherer;
Christine.

Maureen, as it turns out,
has rung with news of a death.

My younger brother --
Geoffrey...

-the physician...

...who couldn´t,
apparently, heal himself.

Oh...God.

I´m -- I´m sorry, Mike.

Do you need to go over there,
or...

Oh, Christ, no.
Then I´d have to see them.

And besides,
I doubt that the court

will consider a delay
on the Epps matter.

And I´ve got the book
to work on.

PETERSON: The book?

He´s writing a book.

-God help us.
-Oh.

"Bungay on Murder."
Catchy, eh?

Suitably succinct, yes.

Brian Edwards is helping me.

Trials. Analysis.
Socio-legal stuff.

It was his idea, actually.
Told from my perspective.

Turning out well?

Well, I could murder him
sometimes.

But then...

Judy would probably murder me.

Let´s go see
what this Puhoi has to say.

Puha.

Yeah, sorry.
Of course.

Okay, Stewart, look.

It´s important we´re clear about
the details of the statement

you gave to the police
on the 17th.

You said, by the time
you got outside,

you saw the van
rolling down the hill?

Yeah. I got a whack in
at the old window, though, eh?

Then you ran after it.

Followed
four or five other guys.

-Yep.

And then you say
in your statement...

Yeah, on Brown Street, eh?

I saw ´em go to the right.

I followed, saw ´em in a bunch,
in with the boots, cuz.

But you never saw them
chasing anyone.

And you never saw anyone
get out of the van. You sure?

PUHA: Never even saw the guy
on the ground.

Just sort of guessed
they were goin´ at somebody.

MAN: Come on, boys!
Let´s go!

And you still didn´t know
who assaulted Lester Epps?

Said so, didn´t I?

But me?
Nah, bro.

I didn´t touch him.

Remarkable, really.

They were all there,
but none of them attacked Epps.

Well, it´s not up to us to prove
who didn´t do it, Brian.

It´s up to the Crown
to prove who did.

And if they can do that,
they´ll take them all down.

Mike. Brian.
Long day.

Jury selection --
It´s a work of art, Jim.

Yes.
31 rejections.

That´s the Sistine Chapel.

Well, you rejected seven.

-LARSEN: Lucky number.

I´ll be back.

-Stuart!
-Mike.

Jim!
How´s sunny Napier?

How´s Sally?

Sally?

Sally is as Sally always is --

a martyr to my excesses.

Are we gonna bury this, or what?

I´m just down for some hearings.

I´ll be heading back to "sunny"
Napier in a couple of days.

I´ve been appointed
to the bench.

Ah, right.

Well...a sensible voice on High.

Let´s have a drink.
Celebrate, eh?

How´s that book coming on?

Excellent!

But the soup is thick.

It´ll take a fair bit
of straining.

And stirring, too, I bet.

He´s writing a bloody book.

The mind boggles.

Brian, four more Johnnies, eh?

To toast His Honor here.

Yeah, I heard, Jim.
Congratulations.

Mike Bungay.

Bob.
How´s it going?

Oh, downhill.

Muldoon has his way, we´ll all
be broke in six months.

Time to do something.

Don´t tell me
you´re getting into politics?

Why not? I hear
you´re getting into books.

Yeah, and we´ll both be
about as bloody successful.

JONES:

She knows where I´ll find them.

[ Bottle clinks,
liquid pouring ]

FATHER:
You´ll never amount to nothing.

Don´t you hurt him!

FATHER: You can´t even read
or write proper!

Was the victim, Lester Epps,
known to the police?

QUINN: Yes.

He was well known to the police

as head
of the Wellington chapter.

What sort of organization
is this group?

Uh, a loose-knit gang
of Maori youths.

[ Laughter,
men shouting in Maori ]

Order!

Troublesome in any way,
are they?

"Troublesome"
would be a reasonable word.

We need to show the jury
that these guys are dangerous...

And known for their violence?

Yes. Some of them
have been responsible

for violent incidents
in Wellington, yes.

...and our clients
had every reason

to want to teach them a lesson.

But that´s all.

Yeah, me and Bobby
went there a bit before

to try and reason with them,

but they weren´t having it, eh?

We see you on the street,
we´re gonna fuck you up.

-Fuck you. C´mon, Stewie.
-PUHA: So tried walking away.

And suddenly,
a bunch of blokes rushed him.

BUNGAY: What was the nature
of the attack?

PUHA: They punched him, kicked
him in the head and the body.

So, a cowardly attack, then?

PUHA: Yep.

Yes, sir, it was.

So...

weapons tomorrow, then?

Knife-at-a-gunfight scenario,
yep.

There´s medical evidence,
and then we got to work hard --

Oh, shit.

RUAHINE: So.

We´re, uh...

What was it again?

Oh. "Cowardly"?

"Troublesome"?

And violent.
And despicable.

Yeah.

Well, you know what that means,
don´t you?

My round?

Bro.

It is funny, seeing you
on the other side this time,

goin´ our lot.

Going you lot is part and parcel
of defending them.

Yeah, but what´s so great
about them?

They´re just a fuckin´ team.

A few jerseys and a ball.

We got this.

And balls, plural.

You know what our patch says?

Family.

They got families, too, Matt.

And they don´t want
their families going to jail.

Well, who knows?

Might just all blow up
in their faces.

And yours.

Well, we might have
a few more jobs coming up.

Couple of problems.

Well.
My door´s always open.

Oh, yeah?

Well, that´s good.

Thought you might be
cutting us out there.

Didn´t see you at the tangi.

For Lester Epps?

A sign of respect?

RUAHINE:
Woulda been nice.

Yeah, and hypocritical.

I didn´t respect him.

I´ll represent you in court,
Matt.

Have a drink with you, even.

But I don´t condone
a lot of what you do.

Oh, yeah.

That´s right.

You got your own family, eh?

The fuckin´ brotherhood
of the law.

Yep.

An often-dysfunctional one,
yeah.

Yeah, well

I wouldn´t swap with you, man.

At least I can trust my family.

When did you get home?

Uh...about an hour or so ago.

I didn´t wake you.
I thought...

The book?

No, the trial.

Lives on the line, Sal.

Innocent wives, kids.

Fuck.

[ Indistinct conversations,
laughter ]

´Cause we´re no blows.

-♫ Come marching in ♫
-Yeah!

[ Indistinct conversations,
laughter ]

The fuck?!

It´s a fuckin´ fizzer!
Trying to scare you men.

-MAN: Fuck!
-Fuck! It dropped him.

Really did blow up
in their faces, didn´t it?

Well, we´ve got
our own style of justice.

They got theirs.

Which, in this instance,
helps our case.

´Cause, hopefully, none of our
guys are gonna give the Crown

a thing
on who attacked your mate Epps.

I took a statement from
Mr. Morrison on August the 17th.

I wasn´t there.

At Brown Street.

QUINN:
Well, that´s funny.

Your mates in the club
say you were.

Nah.

They´re just blaming me
as to shift the pressure

onto someone else, is all.

I brought in Mr. Finau --

one of the people
who was telling the truth.

And what transpired?

QUINN: Well, he suggested
to Mr. Morrison

that others
had told us everything.

So he might as well do the same.

A few of the fellas chased
the guy who got out of the van.

I saw four or five of ´em
catch up to him.

-Les, Vai, Stewie...

Objection, Your Honor.
Objection!

This statement
is, at best, unreliable.

At worst, self-serving
and a downright lie.

Mike, the police statement
was in your brief of evidence.

Presented to Mr. Stacey.
Not to me.

-I shared all my information.
-Oh, for Christ´s sake.

I´ve got 10 clients
to deal with.

I´ve got masses of information
to go through.

Which may be why you missed
this disclosure.

We agreed to inform
each other --

I shared it!
You missed it!

Surprise!

10 clients at once,
books on the go,

and God knows what else!

You think
you´re bloody Superman, Mike.

Well, you´re not.

All right?

Morrison lied to the police
in the first instance.

Who´s to say he´s not lying
about these names?

Your Honor, it´s admissible.

Well, thank you, Mr. Larsen.

I am aware of your position.

And?

SAVAGE: Reference
in Mr. Morrison´s statement

to the accused himself
and his part in the matter

is evidence against him.

But references
to the part played by others

are not admissible.

The jury will disregard them.

Calm down.
You made a mistake.

But it´s been ruled inadmissible
anyway.

Inadmissible evidence is like a
pimple on the end of your nose.

People try not to look at it,
but, hey, it´s there.

And it´s full of pus.

OLDFIELD: Bungay.

Your Honor.

This explosion at the jail.

It wouldn´t have had anything
to do with you sharing a tipple

with members of a certain gang,
would it?

They´re marvelous headlines.

Manufacturing them
would see you disbarred.

You´d love that, wouldn´t you?

Nothing could make me happier.

Is that you´re stirring things
up with the police

and the D.L.S.?

None of the people
that I "shared a tipple with"

have been called as witnesses.

None of them is part
of any brief of evidence.

And I have no knowledge
of anything

that happened at the jail.

McCLELLAND: This is not
a competition between barristers

or an attempt to put the blame
on someone else.

The Crown´s allegation
that this was a planned murder

is plain nonsense...

and an insult
to your intelligence.

My client admits
to breaking the windows

on the van with Epps in it.

But he did not go in the house
or assault anyone.

It was not known
that Epps would be there.

He didn´t live there.

Mr. Bungay.

Your Honor.

Well.

Clearly, someone delivered the
fatal blow that killed Mr. Epps.

What you must decide is, who is
responsible for that killing?

It was a planned attack,

and the weapons were formidable
and used viciously.

The gang
had an arsenal of weapons

and a propensity for dealing
violently with people.

The only sensible thing
for the accused to do

was to equip themselves
with something capable

of being used in self-defense.

It was not a spontaneous,
spur-of-the-moment affair.

The chase after Epps was
neither intended, nor foreseen.

It was carefully planned,

with the object of isolating
those in the gang house

and then attacking Lester Epps.

But...

the Crown must prove
that the killing was known

to be a likely consequence
of going to Brown Street.

Any of the accused
who realized what was afoot

and still went along,
albeit reluctantly,

they´re still guilty.

Gang pressure is no excuse.

In an ordered society,

everyone is entitled
to the benefit of the law,

even if they themselves
break the law.

Now, those
who actually participated

in the beating of Mr. Epps
could be guilty of murder.

There is little doubt

that several of the accused
were involved,

and you would do well

to consider the matter
substantially

on the basis of common purpose.

JUROR: On the count of murder,
we, the jury find all 14 accused

-not guilty.

SAVAGE: Order!

Order!

JUROR:
On the count of manslaughter,

we find all 14 accused guilty.

-MAN: What the...

MAN #2: Bullshit!

SAVAGE: Order.

Order. I will have order
in this courtroom.

We won.
Good for us.

Yeah, we did.

Despite the fuckup.

Believe me, in a case like this,
manslaughter is a victory.

And don´t you bloody forget it.

Thanks so much.

Oh, that´s nice.

-WOMAN: Congratulations.
-Thank you.

The judiciary bloodhounds
will be all over it,

looking for trouble.

I look forward to reading this.

I look forward
to you reading it.

I hope it lives up
to expectations.

But I don´t know what to expect.

Well, I hope
it lives up to that, then.

So, which bits are yours?

Oh, the good bits.
Brian wrote the boring bits.

-...opposite sides of the law
doesn´t mean

-we can´t be friends.

-More fool you.

Touché.

-Mike.
-Jim.

You made it down.

Wouldn´t miss it.

-Bruno and I split up.

He got custody.

-Ah.
-No, she´s happier with him.

And vice versa, apparently.

You saw the writing on the wall,
didn´t you?

Just the inside of the cover
will do for this.

I hope they made you pay for it.

I got a small discount.

I heard you and Ian
split up, as well.

Yeah.
Nothing acrimonious.

I just felt it was time for me
to get my own chambers.

Leave young Bruce
to flex his muscles.

It seemed like a good time.

Or a good time
for the superstar to flex his?

Don´t make me punch you again.

-Mike.
-Bob!

-Quite an occasion.

Even higher profile now,
haven´t you?

Now you can really help me
keep the bastards honest.

What are we talking about?

Oh, Bob´s got me running
for Parliament.

Don´t worry.
You´re safe.

No possibility of me getting in.

So why run?

Oh, sell more books.
Fame.

Piss off some of my colleagues.
All of the above.

You know?
What do you think?

Labour got more votes
but less seats last time.

Maybe the New Zealand Party
can help swing that around.

Yeah, right.

So...what are we?

Left or right wing?

REPORTER: Have we got a date,
Prime Minister?

Uh, we´ve got a date --
the 14th of July...

which we´ve worked out
at Government House

as being the appropriate date.

REPORTER:
That doesn´t give you much time

to run up to an election,
Prime Minister.

Doesn´t get my opponents
much time

to run up to an election,
does it?

REPORTER: ´Cause the house
dissolves tomorrow, doesn´t it?

Shit.

Maybe I should pull out.

What?
You´re my celebrity candidate!

-Because...there´s no time.

Because I need to keep
my eye on the ball, Bob.

I almost dropped it
during the Epps case.

-Oh, rubbish.
-Because of this!

Look, I´m a target.

David Minnitt
gets early release,

the bra-burners
are on my case again,

my book´s causing a stir...

I mean, maybe my celebrity

is turning out
to be more of a liability.

You´re not pulling out, Mike.

Play this right,
you might just win this seat.

-Polling says you can do it.

Yes, we certainly do support
the Labour Party´s stance

on a nuclear-free Pacific...

...I think.

Yes, madam?

What´s the New Zealand Party
policy on women?

Well, madam,
you´ve already heard

-our policy on the military.

We´ve decided to reduce
the military to a frazzle.

Then what we´re planning to do

is put barbed wire around the
perimeter of the Waiouru Camp

and pop a woman into each bed,

and then the men who work the
hardest at maintaining peace --

Well, they get to visit
the camp most often.

-MAN: You´re joking!

Shut up!
Shut up!

Good on ya, Mike.
You´re a shoo-in, mate.

Won one, lost several hundred.

Now let´s see how I poll.

♫ Don´t you walk away ♫

♫ Don´t you walk away, now ♫

Lonely at the top?

♫ Don´t you walk away ♫

-Thank you for the question.

You look a bit solitary.

Which is odd,
in a room full of people

who all came here expressly
to hear you speak.

Ronda. Morgan.

Mike. Bungay.

-You know that, though.
-Yes, I do.

Saying hello is an act
of courage for me.

I´m usually very shy.

Well, we should dance, then.

Can you?

I think you just shot yourself
in the foot, didn´t you?

-Only politically.

We´ll manage.

You know,
shyness is self-indulgent.

Generally means that you´re
thinking more of yourself

than the other person.

Surprise.
You´re good at this, too.

!
-Oh, come on.

You can´t expect me
to be unaware of your...profile.

I´ve had a little bit of luck.

Professionally.

-Oh.

My self-sabotage isn´t
entirely restricted to politics.

Hopefully...

...one day, that´ll change.

-♫ I´m walking on my own ♫
-♫ Ooh, ooh, ahh ♫

♫ I keep thinking
over and over ♫

♫ Of what I´ve done
to make you leave me ♫

-♫ Don´t walk away ♫
-♫ Don´t you walk away ♫

I still can´t work out how
your numbers took such a dive.

Well, possibly the feminists.

Lack of policy on women.

Possibly.

We did manage to undermine
the Muldoon vote.

Still, there´s no justice.

Oh, I hope there is.

Otherwise,
I´m out of this job, too.

Jesus Christ, Mike.

Oh. Sorry.

JONES:
What´s that all about?

A different kind of loss, Bob.

Despair.

She said,
"I think I´ve killed my baby."

"Come quick."

I said, "Call the hospital."

And she said, "I can´t.

Come quick.
Come quick."

When your daughter-in-law
first rang...

...do you recognize her voice?

No.

Not immediately, no.

It was some appreciable time
before you recognized her voice?

I suppose so.

And do you remember her saying,
"I´ve nearly killed my baby,"

suggesting that she thought
the child was still alive?

Yes.

BUNGAY: And what about at
the house, when you were there?

RICHARDS: She was...

...completely hypnotic.

Oh, my God.

She was covered in blood.

-Don´t take my baby.

-Don´t take my baby.
-Um, I just...

I have to, Pam.

I´ll just...

I took the baby from her

and started to give him
resuscitation -- mouth to mouth.

She didn´t move an inch.

She just...

...kept on...

It´s all right, baby.
It´s all right.

In your experience...

...what kind of mother
was your daughter

She...

She was a good mother.

She loved the kid.

Looked after the house well.

A good mother.

What was your first impression

when she was brought
into the courtroom?

I´m ashamed to say now
my initial thought was...

"I´ve never seen
a murderer before."

Hm.

I´m so glad
I ran into you the other day.

-Literally.

-Oh! Oh, watch where you --
-Oh, so...

-Oh, it´s you!
-It´s you!

You are a menace.

Oh, I´m a menace in a hurry.

Hey, do you wanna go
for a coffee?

Sure.
But if you´re in a hurry...

Not anymore.

What about the meter?
Won´t you get a ticket?

BUNGAY:
Oh, I´m starting a collection.

I´m glad I accepted your offer.

To attend the trial.

It´s fascinating.

And moving.

Do you think having
a female associate will help?

Ah.
You´ve spotted my strategy.

One shared by the Crown.

A bit cynical, perhaps,
but every little bit helps.

And the dissociation defense?

Will work, I hope.

But you´ll see --

Our psychiatrists
will say one thing,

theirs will say
something else entirely.

Hopefully ours will be
more persuasive.

For her sake.

DR. SIMPSON: She knew
she was at the hospital,

but she didn´t know
how she got there.

And what about her injuries?

She couldn´t account
for the bandages on her wrists.

She didn´t know
how they came to be there.

Give him back my baby!

Give me him!

Where is he?

Where´s my baby?

Where is he?

He´s dead.

I tried, but...

he´s dead.

BUNGAY: And when she arrived
at the hospital,

was my client aware
of her surroundings?

DR. SIMPSON: Her awareness
was grossly diminished.

She appeared to be unaware that
she´d killed her son, certainly.

She asked on several occasions
where he was.

BUNGAY: And what conclusion did
you come to about her condition?

Well, Dr. Marks, the hospital´s
consulting psychiatrist, and I

both concluded she was
in a state of dissociation.

And what does that mean?

She was unaware of what she´d
done in the preceding hours.

DR. BRIDGE:
The shock and remorse

would´ve been devastating.

A retreat
into an almost-catatonic state

would not be
out of the ordinary.

Similar
to a dissociative condition?

Yes.

LARSEN: And would remorse
have been the reason

why the accused
tried to take her own life?

Yes, I would say that would be
the obvious conclusion

to draw, yes.

LARSEN: Which would indicate
an awareness of what she´d done.

DR. BRIDGE: Yes.
I suppose so.

BUNGAY: But you cannot
categorically rule out

-DR. BRIDGE: No.

Since I´ve only had access
to the case notes.

I wasn´t in attendance.

BUNGAY:
Nevertheless, you are an expert,

so let me ask you some questions
about the condition itself.

Is a person
in a state of dissociation

capable of purposeful action?

DR. BRIDGE: Such as?

-BUNGAY: Dressing.
-DR. BRIDGE: Yes.

-DR. BRIDGE: Yes.

Killing a child?

DR. BRIDGE: Yes.
I suppose so.

And if one
is totally dissociated,

but acting purposefully,
this is called...

um...

automatism, is not it?

Yes. It is.

Thank you, Doctor.
No further questions.

RONDA: The poor woman.

So, you´re not still thinking,

"I´ve never seen
a murderer before"?

I don´t know what she is.

Other than lost.

Completely lost.

Perhaps that´s why
it´s fascinating.

Life´s cruelty.

I have a feeling
that, even if you win...

...she´s written
her own sentence.

She´s gonna be
more lost, more alone,

than ever she was before.

I have a feeling
you might be right.

Not a crowded room in sight.

You can be lonely in all sorts
of circumstances, I suppose.

Do you feel
she deserves our compassion?

Yes, I do.

Do you?

Well, unfortunately, Ronda,
there´s compassion,

and then
there´s the letter of the law.

We´ll see which one prevails.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The first day that you
walked into this court,

you may well have looked
at Pamela Arnold

as she stood in the dock
and thought,

"I´ve never seen
a murderer before."

I sincerely hope you didn´t...

...because
what you should have thought is

"There stands
an innocent woman."

I have heard no evidence in
this court as yet to convince me

that she´s guilty
of any crime whatsoever.

Pamela Arnold was a good mother,

a good wife, a good housekeeper.

A solo mother,

a broken marriage,

a history
of drinking and neglect...

BUNGAY: A good person.

But on September the 8th,

she stabbed her child
several times.

And she killed that child.

There is no argument
that the circumstances

upon which you have to pass
judgment are very distressing.

But you have to reach
your decision objectively

and clinically.

The psychiatric evidence
is that the accused

was not either in the insane
or the automatism categories.

And if automatism
is ruled out as a defense

on the evidence of the experts,

then the harder question
for you to decide,

the jury, is whether
it was murder or manslaughter.

There was absolutely no motive
for Pamela Arnold

to take the life
of her only child,

the one thing that she loved.

She destroyed the one thing
that she loved.

LARSEN: And then she decided
to take her own life,

indicating an awareness
of what she had done.

The question is, can the Crown
eliminate the possibility

that Pamela Arnold
was totally dissociated

at the time
she killed her child?

Now, Dr. Marks couldn´t rule out
that possibility.

Dr. Bridge, for the Crown,
couldn´t exclude it.

And if it cannot be excluded,

then automatism as a defense
succeeds,

and you must find Pamela Arnold
not guilty

of both murder and manslaughter.

Ah, Your Honors-es.

Drink?

-Look at you.

You´re a disgrace.

I´m commiserating with myself.

SAVAGE: I wonder, Michael, if
you´ve given any consideration

to making some kind of apology
to Sir Richard Wild´s family

about the remarks
you made in your book.

No.

I was simply expressing
an opinion.

I don´t think
I need to apologize.

His family might not agree.

Nor would many of your peers.

Well, they´re entitled
to their opinions, too.

What was that about?

The brotherhood of the law.

Daggers being sharpened.

Now. What I was talking to you
about before...

You know her.
What do you think of her?

-Mm.

EDWARDS:
Come on, Mike.

She´s married.

-Hi!
-EDWARDS: With a family.

Kids. And dogs.

BUNGAY: I´m talking
about her brain, Brian.

Wit. Intelligence.
That kind of thing.

EDWARDS: Yeah, sure.
Forget it.

Hi, honey.

So. Will you appeal
the Pam Arnold verdict?

Yeah. Of course.

I´ll appeal, all right.

I never give up.

Not on anything.