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Previously on L .A. Law.

Rona versus Gradinger.

Discovery is complete, and I'm pushing for an accelerated trial date to try and

stir up some action. What are you doing with this case?

I'll show you disruption.

Let the direct reflect that Attorney Kilbourne has risen manifesting violent

propensities. Excuse me. You know what this kid's doing? I'm wearing him down,

sir. He's about to give up. I can... No!

What if other firms did this to us?

tying up Michael Cusack or Arnold Becker for two full days. Do you have any idea

how much that would cost us? When?

Mickey, it's been forever.

You look great.

I'm going to call you for lunch.

Who was that?

My ex -wife.

I think we ought to take a little break, you and me.

I'm moving back to my place, Michael.

You know, you're being just as controlling and manipulative as you

being. Stuart, that's just not true. You won't accept one single gift from me.

You don't want to make love?

You won't even let me hold you. I call that punishment.

I'm not saying you're right, but I'll take it under advisement. Thank you very

much, Counselor. Go away!

You down there. Did you find it?

My bailiff lost her contact lens.

Got it!

Out of curiosity, does your wife know you're carrying on with that nearsighted

tootsie?

Rhonda, please, sit down.

Rhonda, I don't know any way to say this except to be blunt.

We have to break it off.

I'm being blackmailed.

Oh, no.

Your brother?

He's determined to turn this into something cheap and tawdry.

Oh, Douglas, I'm so sorry.

It's all my fault.

Rhonda, no.

You were wonderful.

You brought feeling back to what has long been heartless.

Your passion, your kindness.

I'll never forget you.

How does it go?

They know not I knew thee who knew too well.

Long, long shall I rue thee too deeply to tell.

What? It's a poem by Byron.

I can't believe it.

No one ever quoted poetry to me before.

In secret we met.

In silence I grieve that thy heart could forget, thy

spirit deceive.

If I should meet thee after long years, how should I greet thee

with silence and tears?

Michael, how's our celebrity hoodlum?

I can't believe the DA's office is actually making me take this one to

beat up a fan, and they found cocaine in his pocket.

What should they do, make a movie of the week?

This is simple as salt and less than a gram of cocaine. They usually plead

things out, only in this case the deputy DA likes to see her face on the nightly

news. And on the subject of entertainment, how's our producer Gordon

He's still unhappy, Douglas.

We filed a complaint against... studio, but he wants instant results.

He will be in tomorrow, so you all might want to close your doors.

Wonderful.

Rona versus Gratinger. Well, the more I go over this, the more convinced I am

the parties really want a reconciliation.

Are you nuts?

I'm going to bring them in for a little heart -to -heart. I think they can work

it out. This isn't a coffee clutch, Miss Perkins. This is a complex breach of

contract case involving millions of dollars.

The bottom line is that we are talking about two ex -best friends suing each

other over muffin recipes.

And from everything I've seen, they're looking for an excuse to get back

together. This is insanity.

I know what I'm doing. Abby has the matter in hand, Douglas. Next case.

There is no next case.

We're adjourned.

Do you want to get a cup of coffee? Sure.

Sure. You got a minute?

Yeah.

What's that? I got some bad news.

What? It's my mother.

Is she sick?

Worse. She's in San Francisco with some tour group, and she wants to jump off

and fly down here tonight.

Well, that's not so unreasonable.

Is she going to stay with us? No. She stays with some old college roommate in

Hancock Park.

What's the big deal?

What?

She's not sophisticated in a lot of ways, Stuart.

I'm just afraid you're not going to like her.

And she's your mom. I'm going to love her.

Don't underestimate me, okay? I happen to be amazing around moms.

When I was in high school, all of them had crushes on me.

It was the daughters I had trouble with.

Trust me, okay?

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... Whoa.

We're stuck.

Hello?

Hello? We're stuck in here.

Okay, we're on it.

How long do you think it'll take?

We're sending a man right now. Okay.

Thank you.

It shouldn't be real long.

Oh, dear.

I'm sorry.

God, I feel like such a fool.

Here.

Thank you. It's okay.

I was in with my divorce lawyer all morning.

Mm -hmm. That'll do it all right.

You divorced?

No, actually, I've never been married. I just could imagine how difficult it

must be seeing your marriage die.

Not this marriage.

Even in front of those two lawyers out there, my husband was so abusive towards

me. I mean, finally, I just had to run out of there.

And then you get stuck in an elevator.

I guess this just isn't your day.

Yeah, maybe.

I'm sorry, maybe not.

Anyway, I'm Laurence Sevilla.

Patricia Fuentes. How do you do? Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

So you work in this building? Mm -hmm.

A lawyer, then?

Oh, no, you mean I'm really starting to look like one?

Yeah, well, oh.

Great.

We're moving.

Oh, good.

Great. You know, I can guarantee you if I were trapped in here with a dozen

screaming kids, they would have taken at least an hour to get me out.

Look, what would you say to continuing this, uh...

Over lunch?

Well... Oh.

Thank you very much anyway, but I better not.

Thank you. Bye -bye.

Bye.

Mr.

Savenko, can you describe the events on the night of June 21st for us?

My girlfriend and I were walking around on Sunset and a limo pulled up in front

of Spago's.

and we saw Patrick Boyd and his date get out and go inside.

Well, my girlfriend wanted to get some pictures or maybe an autograph or

something, so we hung around, waited for him to come out.

When he did, she goes to take his picture, and he starts cursing at her.

What happened next?

He was acting like he was going to knock the camera out of her hand, so I step

in front of her, and out of nowhere, the guy slugs me.

Now, I tried to cool him out, but I couldn't, so the cops came, they broke

up, and I told them I wanted to press charges.

Can you tell the court what you observed at this point?

The police had him up against the car, and they were patting him down.

And when they came up with that little dark brown glass vial, I saw him just

kind of slumped.

I have no further questions.

Patrick, you are so gorgeous.

Does a poor officer remove that young woman?

Sorry, Your Honor.

I'm sorry. Don't make me leave.

I love you, Patrick.

Another such outburst, and I will clear this courtroom.

Mr. Cusack?

Mr. Savenko.

I have a sworn testimony from one of the parking attendants at Spago that you

and your girlfriend were having a heated argument just prior to your altercation

with Patrick Boyd.

Couples fight. At the moment, sir, you and your girlfriend are the only couple

I'm interested in, and the question is, what were you fighting about?

She could not stop talking about him.

She wouldn't leave without seeing him. I'm standing on a sidewalk waiting for

this guy like an idiot. He comes plowing through like we're not even there.

And when he pushed you, you pushed him back.

Yeah, in self -defense.

And that's when the punching started.

He threw the first punch. And you punched him back.

He was threatening me.

Mr. Savenko, do you work out with weights?

Colts gym five times a week.

And you are currently employed as a bouncer at a disco bar called the Golden

Cadillac. Is that right? Yeah. And yet in your testimony, you say that you

my client poses a physical threat to you? He's supposed to be so tough in his

movies. He ain't nothing. I'd have knocked his teeth down his throat if the

hadn't showed up. Thank you, Mr. Savenko.

No further questions.

A charming place.

The prices.

Hey, we're celebrating.

Besides, nothing is too good for the mother of my wife to be.

Well, isn't that nice?

So, do it.

Tell me about yourself.

Now, I understand that you are a brilliant tax attorney.

Well, tax attorney part's right anyway.

Oh, you're just being modest, I'm sure.

You people are always so good at that sort of thing.

Well, me?

I can't even balance my checkbook.

Really? That must be where Anne gets her head for figures, huh?

Stuart tried to do my taxes last year.

Well, aren't you lucky?

You know, your father used to say if only he had had a Jewish bookkeeper,

all be millionaires.

I don't think you should generalize like that, Mom.

I meant that as a compliment.

Stuart, I want you to know I do not judge a man by his race or creed.

That's what's in the heart that really matters.

Good for you, Mom.

So how's Aunt Fiddle, Mom?

Well, Fiddle's fine. She doesn't take it easy for a while.

She is so happy that Annie is marrying a Jewish man.

She says Jewish men don't drink. Jewish men don't run around with women.

And Jewish men put their wives on a pedestal. Oh, yeah?

You want to know why we put our wives on a pedestal, Miss Kelsey?

Why?

Because that way it's much easier to kiss them on that. Do it.

Those thieves are jacking me up and down like this, and you're doing nothing.

The movie has grossed 90 million, and those lame pitches say they're not in

profits yet? That's why we're suing them, Mr. Bass.

But litigation takes time.

I want an immediate injunction.

Well, you can't have one.

You're seeking money damages, Mr. Bass. You're not entitled to equitable relief.

Crap!

Legal, technical crap!

Nevertheless, the law. That stinking studio's getting rich off my movie, and

you're letting him get away with it! Read my lips, Mr. Bass.

They're not getting away with it.

We're suing him.

Your rights will be vindicated. It's gonna take a little time. You know what

problem is here?

What? There's not enough froth in your mouth. You're not mad enough.

I'm an attorney, not a pit bull.

You're not my attorney anymore. I had the file sent over to my house this

afternoon.

You ever hear the one about the attorney and the movie mogul?

You know, you're the fourth lawyer in four years. I wish someone would explain

to me what the hell is going on here. Well, Mr. Roaner, I've been poring over

the claims and the counterclaims and deposition transcripts.

And the thing that sort of jumps out here...

The two men are paying lawyers a lot of money because their feelings are hurt.

Why should my feelings be hurt?

Just because my best boyhood friend took my recipes, went national,

international, and now is in all the supermarkets, too? I've read your

deposition, Mr. Roaner.

Page 27.

He's the only partner I've ever had. The only one who understood me.

His deposition.

Page 47.

Those early days in our first mini -muffin store, I always thought we'd

together forever.

Now, those statements have nothing to do with business or money or breach of

contract, Mr. Roaner.

What those statements say to me is that you two miss each other.

I hired this firm for legal advice.

I already have a therapist. I'm sure you do, and I'm willing to bet the name

Gradinger comes up at every session.

Look, you came to this office four years ago.

Because someone had wronged you, and you wanted lawyers to fix everything.

And no matter what the legal ruling is in this case, Mr. Owner, I don't think

that everything will feel totally fixed until you sit down with your friend and

you work out your differences.

Even if I agreed, he'd never do it.

If I can get him to talk, you promise you'll talk back?

Good.

Vinnie, my man, you got the Gordon Bass file handy?

Right here.

Mr. Markowitz wants me to bring it to Mr.

Bass in a taxi cab.

Well, I'm going out that way. I'll take it to him.

Save you some time.

He's supposed to get it today.

No problem, buddy.

It's as good as bare.

Mistress Appointee?

Hello.

Hello.

Um, I hope I'm not disturbing you. Uh, no, no, not at all.

Come in, please.

I wanted to return this to you.

Oh, you didn't have to do that.

Sit down.

I'd also like to explain that I did want to have lunch with you yesterday.

So why did you say no?

Oh.

My husband, Armand Sevilla.

The land developer.

Yeah.

He's a man very used to getting his own way.

And this divorce... He never wanted it.

He's made certain threats.

And you're frightened of him.

Yes.

I'm very frightened of him.

Well, I'm not.

So why don't you have dinner with me tonight, Lauren?

Yes.

Okay. I'd like that very much.

Mike, I just found out I've got to testify in federal court, so let's get

held over till tomorrow, okay?

Well, you've got a co -counsel who can try the case, don't you?

Oh, come on. You're going to make me get this continuum from the judge?

You know, there's nothing that says that we have to finish this trial.

You're not going to start this again, are you?

My client's an actor.

You know what that means?

When he gets on that stand, the jury's going to want to reach out and touch the

hem of his garment. The last thing they're going to want to do is send him

jail. So what's your problem with finishing the trial if that's the way

feel?

You know, it occurs to me that there's something more important going on here

than either you or me getting our name in the papers.

Like maybe my client could benefit from being in a drug program.

Now, if that jury comes back with an acquittal, he's going to think he's

invincible. That's only going to make that problem worse.

So what's your suggestion?

The same as before.

Dismiss the assault. It's trash anyway.

Suspend the criminal proceedings on the felony possession and let him enroll in

a drug program.

And I'm supposed to want to do this because he's a big star, right?

Damn it, Yvonne, maybe you're supposed to want to do it because it's the right

thing to do.

You know, this guy kills me.

What's the matter? He's never heard the word no. He thinks we've all been put on

this earth just to make him happy.

Patrick Boyd is entitled to the chance to get himself straight. That's no more

than anyone else would get.

All right, all right, all right.

Tell Mr.

Boyd, if he enters an approved drug program, I will ask the court to let the

prosecution ride.

Entry into a drug program by itself won't do it.

Either he cleans up his act permanently or the charges get reinstated.

The DA has been subpoenaed to testify in federal court.

So what does this have to do with me?

One day continuance.

You're telling me I sat in there all morning for nothing?

It happens sometimes.

Just do me a favor. Don't tell me it happens, all right? It doesn't mean

anything. It doesn't excuse anything. It's nothing.

There's nothing for you to excuse here, Patrick. This is official court

business. Do the studio lawyers know about this? I'm not consulting with the

studio lawyers. Well, maybe you should be. I mean, if they're rearranging their

shooting schedules around this trial, they'd like to know that some...

civil service bimbo is trying to stick it to me. Well, what can I say?

being a defendant in a criminal trial has its inconveniences. And your job is

insulate me from as many of those as possible. Now, the more that I have to

with those on my own means the more that you are not doing your job. Now, you

don't pay for that. I pay for that.

Patrick, the DA is willing to suspend the criminal proceedings, provided that

you check into a drug treatment program.

Well, you tell her to jam it, all right?

Now, look, drug programs are for people with drug problems. I don't have a drug

problem. Now, what are you, my mother?

Your job is to try my case, not enroll me in a drug program. You want to take a

poke at me too, Patrick?

I got sprung unexpectedly. I thought I'd drop by and see what you were up to.

Going over motions and eating a yogurt.

Well, I have a better idea.

What?

No.

Why not?

Come on, Mickey.

I met you, Gracie. I'm not touching you.

How's your ex -wife?

The operative word there is X. I haven't seen her, and I don't think about her.

But I do think about you.

Could I at least have a kiss, please?

There's about a million people outside my door. So what?

Come on, just one little kiss, okay? One kiss.

Mickey. Mickey.

Mickey, stop.

Stop. I'll lock the door. No, no, no, no.

If we're going to do it, may as well do it right.

You like the Biltmore or the... Before

we

embark down the list of accounts receivable, There is something else on

table, which is the situation with Miss Perkins.

I thought we settled this. We settled nothing. I think we should give serious

consideration to yanking Rona versus Gradinger from her before we risk losing

major client.

Your mind is so made up that she can't do the job. You won't even give her a

chance to prove you wrong.

She has no experience with complex commercial litigation, particularly not

matter in as delicate a phase of negotiation as this one.

My apologies.

Something came up.

Douglas.

Rona versus Gradinger has been on the books for four and a half years.

I've had it, Michael's had it, and it is no closer to a resolution now than it

was when it came in.

If Abby has the initiative and wants to put in the hours, I don't see the

downside. I'm with Ann on this.

Fine. You want to give her enough rope to hang herself?

Be my guest.

She just better be prepared to take the consequences.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. If you have a summons, I can... You bastard.

You went to my cabin and got me transferred, didn't you?

Excuse me? You got me put on disciplinary probation. I'm being

county jail.

Uh, my court bailiff.

Ms. Vasek, I will be happy to discuss your employment problem.

Employment? But this is not the appropriate forum. What a jerk I was. I

thought you cared about me. I do care about you. I care about everybody in my

courtroom. And what about everyone in your chambers?

Disgusting things I let you do to me. I assure you, I know nothing about what

she's talking about. Waiting for you like a fool after session so you could

on me and do your dirty business.

And then five minutes later, you were back on your way to your wife.

Rhonda.

You know the craziest thing?

I thought all this time you were so decent.

So above me.

But you're not above me at all.

You're a swine, Douglas Brackman, and I will hate you forever.

If you'll excuse me

What, Jonathan?

Gordon Bass called looking for his file. Benny said you took it?

I thought I'd take it to myself. I think I can convince him to stay with us.

We don't solicit clients, Jonathan.

That's not our style. Well, it's not solicitation, really. Just a little

fellowship.

Just the same. I'd appreciate it if you'd just deliver the file without the

pitch.

Stewart's handling of the case was fine, and if Bass doesn't like it, that's his

right. But we don't stroke clients for business.

Okay. I'll get the file to him right away. Thanks.

Mr. McKenzie? Oh, yes.

God, she's great, Michael. She's smart, beautiful, funny.

You're rolling your eyes.

You're rolling your eyes.

Well, forgive me if it sounds like maybe I've heard this story from you before.

Look, look, I know that I haven't had the best track record like you when it's

come to picking women, but you seem totally normal, down to earth. Oh,

Sevilla's wife, down to earth? Kind of hard, I think, when you're worth $50

million. Nope, signed a prenup. Forget it.

I never saw a prenup I couldn't buy.

Thanks, Arnie.

But A, she's really not into the money, and B, she's already got herself a

lawyer.

Michael, Victor, Doug. Stephen, do you have a minute?

Michael, Victor, a moment.

I just want you to know I had no idea that woman would pursue me into the

workplace to wreak her vendetta.

It's not as if I pursued her. She practically threw herself at me.

Well. Who could resist a woman in uniform?

Don't start.

I'll have no fury. I just hope you used protection.

If you mean you think she might have meshed me into a fraternity situation, I

can assure you I made certain she was on the pill.

Not her. You.

Condom?

AIDS, Douglas?

The second coming of the Black Plague?

AIDS?

Look, if you're going to practice surgery, take it from someone who knows.

Never operate without your gloves on. What are you talking about?

Heterosexuals aren't at risk.

I read an article in Playboy. Do you believe everything you read? Arnold,

not as if I'm promiscuous.

Well, okay, what about her?

She's, what, 30, 35 years old?

15 years of sexual activity, average of a dozen guys a year, each with a dance

card of his own. That's 12 times 15.

180.

180 to what?

20th power?

Face it, Douglas, each time you hit the sheets with someone new, you link

yourself up virally with about half the world population.

Victor, have you met my mom?

Charlotte Kelsey, Victor Cifuente.

Victor's one of my colleagues.

Hello. Nice to meet you. Mom is here all the way from Waterville, Maine.

Oh, Maine.

That's in New England.

Really? Who's from Maine?

Annie's mother.

Charlotte Kelsey, John Rollins.

John's just joined us.

Isn't that nice?

Maine's only about my favorite place in the world.

You've been there?

Oh, a couple of us from school used to rent a house for the summer on Deer

Listen, I'd love to talk to you about it, but I have a file to deliver.

I've got to get back, too.

Pleasure, ma 'am.

I don't understand.

The Spaniard was wearing an earring.

And that Negro man, is he a lawyer or the delivery boy?

A lawyer, Mom.

Can you tell us what happened as you were leaving Spago's on the night of

21st? I'll tell you, it's a little hard to say.

It seemed as though we just stepped out the door when the flash went off in my

face.

I asked both Mr. Savenko and the young lady he was with to please respect my

privacy, and especially that of the young lady that I was with.

He kept... Pushing into me, though, his girlfriend kept snapping pictures, and I

put up my hand and said, hold it, and that's when he took a swing at me, and I

just did the best I could to defend myself. I'm not much of a fighter, to

you the truth.

Mr. Savenko testified that you cursed at his girlfriend when she asked to take

your picture.

When I said no to any more photographs, and she did it anyway, I said, damn it,

I asked you not to.

We've heard the testimony of Officer Richard Barkey of the L .A. County

Sheriff's Department that you had a vial of cocaine in your jacket pocket.

Well, that's just it. It wasn't my jacket.

You see, it was Karen's birthday, and we were going out. I knew she was going to

be all dressed up, and I felt kind of bad that I wasn't.

We were running late on the set, and I wasn't going to have a chance to go home

and change, so I grabbed a sports jacket off the wardrobe rack.

I sure never expected anything like that to be in the pocket.

So you're saying that the vial of cocaine in your jacket pocket didn't

you? No, sir, it did not.

I wasn't knowingly carrying drugs of any kind, nor do I use drugs of any kind.

Thank you. I have no further questions.

Take me with you, Patrick.

If they send you to jail, take me with you.

Potter!

If you bend your knees and really get out in front of the ball, you can cream

those for cross -court winners.

Who are you?

Jonathan Rodham from McKenzie Taney Bracklin.

I've got your file.

About time. Maybe now I could do something with it. Excuse my candor,

it's silly to recruit an entire new team when all you really have to do is

change quarterbacks.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about someone who will bust these guys and crush a few stones in the

process. And I suppose that's you.

You mind?

Go ahead.

Attorney Alden Thompson, please. Jonathan Rollins calling.

Excuse me?

Yes, well, tell him he can talk to me now or leave me in court after I move

sanctions against him for frivolous motions.

Thank you.

Try keeping your body at a 90 -degree angle when you make contact.

Keep your racket up and don't... Turn your wrist over.

This isn't squash.

Yeah.

Yes, Mr. Thompson. Jonathan Rollins, new McKenzie Bracken attorney for Gordon

Bath and our claim against Capitol Studios.

Great. Now, how about we dispense with the pleasantries and cut right to the

chase?

You continue these stalling tactics at my expense, and I'll holler you into

motion for sanction.

Yeah, I know who I'm talking to. A heel -dragging defense lawyer who likes to

make life miserable for legitimate plaintiffs with legitimate claims. But

you pull that crap this time, I suggest you learn who you're talking to. Good

day, counselor.

And that is just warming up.

Now, give me 20 minutes with your backhand, and I'll have your next

eating the ball.

Mr.

Gradinger, in your interview last year with Fortune magazine, You said that the

one thing missing in all your success was the opportunity to share it with the

person that it all began with.

Do you still believe that?

A little.

Funny way of showing it.

You're the one who said you never wanted to see me again. I never said that.

You always make up... Hold on.

Both of you. Mr. Roaner, I'd like to ask you a question, and I would like an

honest answer.

Do you miss working with Mr. Groeninger?

A little.

And if there was some way to work all of this out and to get you two back

together again, would you be interested in exploring that?

Maybe.

Mr. Gradinger?

Maybe.

Now, before I get all choked up here, may I point out, none of this is

to Mr. Roaner's blatant attempt to rip off royalties from my clients. Rip off?

Yeah, rip off.

You let my client take all the risks. Now, you want to cash in on the payoff,

don't you? You had to go big time at the expense of quality preservatives in the

muffins, irradiated blueberries. Here we go.

You're the purist. I'm the host.

Let's just get this back. You're just as blind and petty as the day we split up.

And you're as greedy. A negative, little, small -minded, rip -off

Burnett, you are provoking this. You'd like to keep milking your cash cow. Oh,

please. You are always small -time. I carried you for years.

I'm out of here.

Manny. That's it. Run away.

For once, have the guts to face up to something. I'll face up to you.

You're still the scariest little man. Manny.

Stop it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, no.

Oh, my God.

Are you all right?

The miracle no one has heard?

Tell me the truth.

Did I offer to pay for the new glass?

Insurance will cover it. Besides, you didn't break it. Tell that to Brackman.

Why, did he say something?

No.

That's what has me terrified. He's been in his office all morning with the door

shut.

I know they're going to fire me.

They're not going to fire you.

You miscalculated, that's all. Says you.

Come on, I'll buy you a cup of coffee.

You think you've got problems.

My mother is driving me nuts.

The woman drops in out of the blue and expects everyone to run around and dance

attendance on her. Is it really that bad?

It's that bad.

Besides that, Stuart is convinced that she's anti -Semitic. Oh, now why would

think that?

Because she is.

Oh. Oh.

At least she'll only be here a couple more days.

But tonight is the worst.

Tonight, the people she's staying with are throwing a party, complete with cut

glass punch balls and a guest list out of the descendants of the Mayflower.

Stuart will have a chip on his shoulder, and I can feel my neck getting as tight

as piano wire.

They're both adults, right?

I'm sure that they're going to behave themselves.

Of course, that's what I said about Rona versus Gratinger.

With a January start date in Portugal, but this time no one's going to jack me

around on net profit.

You want to... There's my killer.

It seems you've persuaded Mr. Bass to stay with the firm.

As long as you're my lawyer. And I've told about a thousand of my closest

friends about you.

Great. Well, I better go. I know your hourly rates.

Go get him, man.

And keep me informed.

We will.

Bye. All right.

Well, whatever your play was, it must have been pretty effective.

What can I say?

How about nothing?

Last week, you were instructed to make short shrift of a deposition. You turned

it into a marathon.

Yesterday, I directly told you not to solicit for his business, and you did

that. And the execution of this grandstanding, I'm told, consisted of

berating a respected attorney in this community over the telephone.

I'm not that crazy, sir.

The only thing I berated was my own answering machine.

I'm the one who brought you in here.

I thought then, and still do, that you have the potential to be a colossal

talent.

But my name comes first on the letterhead.

Defy me, disobey me, or embarrass me, and you'll be doing your little dance at

somebody else's prom.

Understood?

I hear you.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor, we have.

On the charge of assault, we find the defendant, Patrick Boyd, not guilty.

On the charge of possession of a controlled substance, we find the

also not guilty.

No!

The jury is charged to the fans of the court.

This court be recent.

There's a little celebration planned with Giardino tonight.

Really?

I thought you knew it was going to be something to celebrate.

I think positive is the key to success.

Anyway, look, I hope you can make it, because I intend to tell everybody that

when I'm in a jam, you are my man.

Patrick, to tell you the truth, I really don't need the business.

Not to worry. My day as a defendant is over.

Patrick, congratulations,

Patrick. Thank you. Have any statements for the press?

Maybe later. Right now, I want to thank the jury. I think they'd like that.

Great, hey.

What?

I want you to move back in with me.

I don't think so.

Not yet.

Well, what about the other afternoon?

Maybe I'm crazy, but I was under the distinct impression that you still kind

like me.

Making love to you has never been a problem, kiddo.

Well.

Realistically, then, you work 12 hours a day.

I work 12 hours a day.

So, how are we going to work things out if we don't live together?

You sound like an efficiency expert.

Gracie, these last few weeks without you... Well, what I'm trying to say is

that you are the most important thing in the world to me.

And if I thought that being apart...

would make things right, I'd have no problem with it.

But I believe that the only way we're going to heal this relationship is by

being together and fighting for it as hard as we can.

Damn it, Kodak, you're not playing fair.

You know I love you.

You know I loved after you.

You're seducing me.

Mr. Kruzak?

Do you have a telephone call?

You

dance

the most wonderful party. There are so many people. I want to meet you.

You don't have to stay that long. I'm okay.

I'm sure.

Will you stop worrying, Ann?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

No, thank you.

Nice. Nice.

A slice of South Africa.

I need a drink.

Can I get you something? Would you? White wine? White wine.

Excuse me. I'd like a martini and a wine.

What about the children? They'll be Jews, you know.

You'll never let her take them to church or be baptized.

Well, I'm just so afraid of alienating her.

Charlotte, it's a mother's duty to let her child know how she feels.

He's such a lovely girl. I can't believe she couldn't do better than some awful

little money man.

But she says she's happy. Listen to me.

Jews are not like us. They look different. They think differently.

Let them keep to their own kind.

Excuse me.

I couldn't help but hear your conversation.

Do it. You have expressed so much hostility to me, to Jews in general. Let

ask you a question.

Hasn't you ever done anything to you personally to fill you with such hatred?

I?

No.

Well, um... Excuse me.

Step aside, please.

No one has.

Well, didn't take you long, did it, Patrick?

You wipe out your car, send your date to the hospital, get nailed with two and a

half grams in the glove compartment.

Just do what you have to do to get me out of here, okay?

Nope, not this time. I'm finished mopping up after you. Hey, uh,

lawyers are a dime a dozen in this town.

Oh, yeah?

I'm not releasing you, okay?

Don't bother.

I'm releasing myself.

Wait a minute.

You're going to tell me that you don't reach for a little nose candy every once

in a while, jump and tingle on occasion, huh?

This conversation isn't about me.

You're the one whose name's on the arrest report.

You're the self -destructive little jerk who has a drug problem that you can't

even come close to controlling.

Yeah, well, it's my right, isn't it?

Huh? Live fast, die young.

Leave a good -looking corpse.

Yeah, you want to be James Dean. Why don't you do it right?

Why all the meaningless fistfights and drug fights? Get off my back, all right?

Oh, put the pedal to the metal.

Checkout's clean. No skid marks, no mop -ups, no nothing.

Look, I... I don't want to die, all right?

Really?

Well, you sure as hell give the impression of someone who does.

Wait a minute.

Please.

You don't know what it's like to lie in bed at night, scared to death that

they're going to find you out and take everything away.

I do a couple of rails of cocaine and the whole world is mine.

The truth is, I can't imagine what

it would be like not to do cocaine.

Well, maybe the first step is to get some help imagining it.

I don't know how to explain it.

Just... I heard them.

And this rage started building up until it reached its flashpoint.

Not like that.

I've never done anything like that.

I know.

I'm not a very good Jew. I don't go to temple. I don't observe the holidays.

Who I am?

I don't know. It's like the weight of 5 ,000 years.

Or whatever.

Stuart, you don't have to justify anything to me.

What happened.

What they said.

I'm just so sorry you had to hear it.

I hate that I'm the cause of this rift between you and your mother.

That's old business. And anyway, she had it coming.

And given what happened, are you sure you want to get married?

How can you ask that? She and I are never going to be able to repair this

Stuart, if there's really any doubt in your mind, let me make it simple.

I love you unconditionally and unequivocally.

And if she's going to make me choose between you, it's no contest.

She either accepts you and me for who we are, or if that's too much for her,

it's even simpler.

She's out of our lives.

I'm nuts about you.

And I want to marry you.

And right now I'm freezing cold. And I want to take you home and make you

something to eat.

I'm very hungry.

Some nice chicken soup. What could it hurt?