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Go on, Barbara.

We go back to our homeroom for dismissal,

unless you have a pass for sports or something.

And is that what you did on the day in question?

No.

Mr. Gettys asked me to stay after class.

And what happened next, Barbara?

He told me to sit in the chair beside his desk.

Barbara, if you will, in your own words,

tell us exactly what happened in the next few minutes.

I told him I was afraid I'd miss my bus.

He promised I'd get to the bus on time

if I'd help him to do something.

Then before I could say anything, he put--

He placed his hand inside my blouse.

I was so frightened, I didn't move.

I thought if I was just quiet, it'd be OK.

Then his other hand went up under--

Inside my skirt.

And then with his hand, he started

moving back and forth, farther and farther inside my skirt.

He said he was testing to see if I had

any special feelings, that he wanted to see

what kind of feelings I had.

I was trying to think of something to say but I couldn't.

I was confused, and he just kept on.

I was asking him to stop but it was like he couldn't hear me.

He just kept on with his hand.

And then I screamed.

Then he got mad and said, we would

have to try it again sometime.

Did he try again?

Not with me.

But with your friends?

Yes.

And after you told them what he had done to you,

they told you what he had done to them, isn't that true?

Yes.

I have nothing further.

Your witness, Mr. Lomax.

Any chance, Your Honor, for a short recess?

Of course.

This court will be in recess for 15 minutes.

Lloyd, honey, what--

Not now, Bernice.

Hey, Lomax.

What's wrong?

Lloyd, as your attorney, I'm advising you

to keep the fuck away from me.

Why?

What are you talking about?

Wife, the kid, the outrage--

You definitely had me fooled.

Hey, you're my lawyer.

You're here to defend me.

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking, why don't we put you on the stand?

You can jerk off for the judge.

You know she's lying.

Get the hell away from me!

Well, hell, there you are.

Rumor was you were out wandering in traffic.

Not now, Larry.

What's the game plan, Kevin?

I got a 4:30 deadline.

I need a quote.

Give me a quote.

Fuck off.

Mr. Lomax had no comment on today's events.

Speculation, however, was widespread

that the young lawyer's unblemished string of victories

would come to an end in this courtroom.

It was a nice run, Kev.

Had to close out someday.

Nobody wins 'em all.

Have you had any discipline problems

in math class this year?

No.

No?

Isn't it true Mr. Gettys has had to talk to you

repeatedly about your behavior?

Isn't that why he asked you to stay after class?

No.

Have other teachers ever asked you to stay after class?

Once or twice.

Did they want to talk to you about your behavior?

Objection.

Immaterial.

Goes to motive.

Overruled.

You may answer the question.

Well, I don't know what the other teachers wanted.

You'd have to talk to them.

You ever pass notes in class, Barbara?

Maybe a note that made fun of Mr. Gettys?

No.

No?

Never called him a disgusting pig monster?

Order.

No.

Your Honor, I've premarked this Defense Exhibit A.

Objection.

Your Honor, we've had plenty of time for discovery here.

I'm gonna let this in, Mr. Lomax.

I'm also gonna suggest that if you have any other exhibits,

you present in a timely fashion or not at all.

I'm sorry, Barbara, I was wrong.

It's huge hog beast.

This is your handwriting, isn't it?

Yes.

You wrote this in Mr. Getty's class.

It's a joke.

"He's a huge hog beast.

He probably eats a thousand pancakes for breakfast."

You're writing here about Mr. Gettys, aren't you?

It was meant to be a joke.

Have you ever had a party at your house, Barbara?

When your parents were away?

Objection.

Your Honor, this is way out of line.

Credibility and bias.

Overruled.

Answer the question.

Yes.

Have you ever heard of a game called Special Places?

You're under oath, Barbara.

A man's career, his reputation, his life is on the line.

This is not a joke.

Have you ever played the game Special Places?

Yes.

Is this game sexual in nature?

Is this game sexual in nature?

We only played it once.

This special party, Barbara.

This was the first time you told the story about Mr. Gettys,

wasn't it?

Yes.

I've spoken to some of the other children

who were there that day.

Can you think of anything else, Barbara, they might

have told me about that party?

Objection!

Your Honor, if he has other witnesses, let him call them.

If I need to call those other children, I will!

I'm gonna sustain that, Mr. Lomax.

Rephrase your question.

You threatened those children, didn't you?

That's not the way it happened.

You told them to lie, to falsely claim

that Mr. Gettys had hurt them.

These things did happen!

Because if they didn't go along,

you were gonna tell everyone about this special party.

They happened to me.

So you made up a story.

A special story, a story about a math teacher

who was tough on you, who kept you after class, a huge hog

beast you didn't like.

That's what really happened, isn't it?

No.

I didn't want to be the only one.

You goddamn lowlife son of a bitch!

You leave that girl alone!

That's enough!

Bailiff, evict that man.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

I'm gonna adjourn here for today.

We'll be back here at 9 o'clock in the morning--

Thanks.

...And people will behave themselves--

You made me proud.

...Or find themselves in contempt.

Good evening!

Pack it up, baby.

You need a drink.

Woo!

You go, Gators!

Yeah!

In the event we all get drunk and forget,

I suggest we frontload the ceremonial bullshit.

To the best damn trial lawyer in Alachua County.

Damn straight.

So, Kev, off the record, how's it

feel to squeeze a man like Gettys

through the door of reasonable doubt?

Larry, why don't you quit being a party pooper?

Have yourself a drink.

We're not gonna discuss the damn case anymore.

That's right.

Am I right?

I'll drink to that.

Woo!

No shop talk.

Ah!

Woo!

Pour me another.

Hey, baby.

Ooh, Lomax, you're wild.

Whoa!

I feel one of them nights coming on.

♪ I've seen the Eiffel Tower ♪

♪ I've seen the Taj Mahal ♪

♪ I even been to China ♪

♪ And I've seen the Great Wall ♪

♪ I've seen the Pacific Ocean ♪

I gotta go piss!

What?

I gotta go piss!

I gotta go piss!

OK!

Come here.

Hurry!

♪ Yeah, would you grant me just one wish ♪

♪ Show me your tattoo ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Come on, girl ♪

Mr. Lomax.

Hell of a job today.

I didn't want to disturb your party.

"Milton-Chadwick-Waters."

Never heard of it.

What are you gonna do?

Sue me?

Well, actually, we were hoping to retain your services.

We've been following your progress.

From New York?

You've never lost a case.

I've had some sympathetic juries.

Well, that's exactly what we're looking for.

We want you to come to New York, help us pick a jury.

I tell you, man, you're pretty damn good.

Your card is great.

The Black thing, you being Black.

Whose idea was that, Paul's?

Because that's just brilliant.

I'm just not drunk enough yet to fall for it.

I'll buy you a drink when I, uh--

Oh, you'd have to start next week.

All expenses, first-class travel and lodging, you and your wife.

A lump sum payment, regardless of the verdict,

in the amount of--

Well, hey, take a look.

Please, baby, baby, please ♪

♪ Please show me your tattoo ♪

♪ Oh, baby, yeah ♪

In the name of the Lord Jesus we refute you, Satan,

and cast you out of this place, and we go forth

with the zeal of the Lord.

Amen!

♪ Romans 16:19 says ♪

♪ Be excellent in what is good ♪

♪ Be innocent of evil ♪

♪ And the God of peace ♪ ♪ will soon crush Satan ♪

♪ Yes, God will crush him ♪ ♪ underneath your feet ♪

♪ And the God of peace ♪ ♪ will soon crush Satan ♪

♪ Yes, God will crush him ♪ ♪ underneath your feet ♪

♪ Romans 16:19 says ♪

♪ Romans 16:19 says ♪

All the way to New York just to pick a jury, huh?

Every dog gets his day.

Why do I feel the hand of Mary Ann on this adventure?

I gotta tell you, Ma, this routine's

getting awful tired.

Working on Sunday.

Working?

Ma, get over it.

Ma, listen to me.

I love my wife, OK?

I love her all the way.

Hmm.

Just like you.

Let me tell you about New York.

Let me guess--

Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great.

It has become a dwelling place of demons.

Revelation 18.

Wouldn't hurt you to look it over.

Couldn't forget it if I tried.

Oh, really?

And what happened to Babylon?

Thou mighty city, in one hour has thy mighty judgment come,

and the light of a single lamp shall shine in thee no more.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Oh, I'll miss you.

No!

Jeannie, listen to me now.

I've gone the extra mile here with you on this.

I'm trying to work with you.

But they're gonna be looking for that payment,

and if it's not there, they're gonna repo the car, OK?

Yeah, uh-huh.

OK, I gotta go.

Look, Jeannie, I gotta make a plane, OK?

Just get yourself on schedule.

OK.

Make the payment.

Let me guess.

It's all my idea, right?

Yep.

Well, we better give her some grandkids soon,

so I can get her off my back.

What do you say?

Let her sweat a little.

All right, Mr. Clintine, let me ask you this--

Do you think, as a juror, you would be able to set aside

any prior opinion you might hold about the savings

and loan industry?

That was a question, sir.

What?

Do I like bankers?

Uh, Your Honor, may I have a minute,

please, to confer with my colleagues?

You may.

Dump him.

While you're at it, let's get rid of number four and six.

And I'd say lose number 12, except the prosecutor's

gonna fuck up and do it for us.

Number six?

You're kidding, right?

She's my first choice.

She's my first pass.

And four?

With the dreadlocks?

That's crazy.

That's a defendant's juror if I ever saw one.

Did you see his shoes?

Uh, look, kid.

Maybe down in Florida you are the next big thing.

This is New York, Manhattan.

We're not squeezing oranges here.

He polishes those shoes every night.

He makes his own clothes.

He may look like a brother with an attitude to you,

but I see a man with a shotgun under his bed,

and woe betide the creature who steps into his garden.

And number six, your favorite?

She's damaged goods.

She's a Catholic schoolteacher, hmm?

Believes in human frailty.

No, there's something missing from her.

She's wrong.

She wants on this jury.

Somebody hurt her and she wants revenge.

How the hell do you know that?

I don't know.

Look, either you put a stop to this happy horseshit or I walk.

Walk.

All right, here's the deal--

I lose with your jury, you do the explaining.

Your Honor, may I continue?

We'd like to excuse jurors three, four, and six.

Hey, you're home early for a change.

I just happened to find out that I

was pregnant on the same day that I got the show.

Your mother called.

She has her bad feeling.

Every now and then she gets one right.

You OK?

Something's up.

They deliberated for 38 minutes.

Kevin.

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry.

Jeez, what the hell did they expect?

The man is as guilty as can be.

Wasn't a jury anywhere gonna let him off.

Yeah.

Except one.

What?

Kev.

Not fucking guilty!

Oh my god, you lying sack of shit!

38 minutes, my jury!

Yes!

38 minutes!

Baby, you did it!

My jury!

I'm too good!

Yes!

Glad you could stick around for a couple of days.

It's your dime.

Sorry to keep you waiting but Mr.

Milton got pinned down in Indonesia

a little longer than expected.

Good morning, Caprice.

Good morning, Mr. Heath.

Your messages.

Not bad, huh?

Well, you could play it cool if you want.

But when I first walked in, my jaw was on the floor.

Thank you.

This is our home office.

But we have quite a few international arrangements,

so Mr. Milton spends a great deal of his time in the air.

3 o'clock, we got the Greeks.

So am I a good cop or bad cop?

We may not need a good cop.

Oh, I love it.

In addition to our corporate clients,

we're currently representing 25 foreign countries--

Mideast, Balkans, Central America, West Africa.

Interesting work, but travel-intensive.

...Title 18 of the United States Code--

...In rem forfeiture--

Behind you.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean--

Please.

Kevin Lomax.

John Milton.

Nice to meet you.

So, have we been treating you well?

Very well, thank you.

And your wife?

She had a good time?

She sure has.

It's been great.

The whole thing's been great.

That's our secret--

Kill you with kindness.

What's your secret?

I couldn't say.

You were a prosecutor.

Out of law school.

Five years in the Jacksonville DA's office.

64 straight convictions.

What a number.

I like to be in court.

I didn't plea out a lot.

Well, what's that like?

One day you're putting 'em away, next day

you're setting 'em free.

Takes a little getting used to.

Pays better, though, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

That math teacher, the Gettys case.

Now, I hear you were brilliant.

Prosecutor dropped the ball.

Really?

So you think your guy was guilty?

I didn't say that.

No?

What did you say?

How's this--

I began the case with a clear conscience.

I was sure you had a secret.

The men's room.

Upstairs men's room in the Duval County courthouse.

There's a hole in the wall straight

through to the next room.

I spent five years listening to juries deliberate.

I love it.

Love it all you want, just don't repeat it.

I'm not sure the Florida Bar Association would appreciate it.

My lips are sealed.

You don't really want to go back to Florida, though, do you?

Walk with me.

Whew.

Well, what do you think?

Some people can't handle it.

It's peaceful.

My sentiments exactly.

So fill in the resume for me.

Tell me, uh, your family.

Your father, what does he do?

I never got to know my father.

He passed away before I was born.

My mother raised me, just the two of us.

She never remarried?

She wasn't married the first time.

Well, that can't be easy in a town like Gainesville, can it?

I don't think it's easy anywhere.

Holy shit.

Little different when you're looking down, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Oh my god.

Your mother, what's she like?

She's a preacher's daughter.

She's tough.

She's worked at the same poultry plant for as long

as I can remember.

She's got a church she really likes,

so she's usually either there or they go out.

They do a lot of volunteer work.

Behold, I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves.

So they say.

It didn't rub off?

The book, the church?

No, I'm on parole.

Early release for time served.

A lot of potential clients down there.

Are we negotiating?

Always.

Can I ask you a question, then?

Why do you need a criminal department?

Our clients break the law like anyone else.

I'm just tired of sending their business across the street.

You offering me a job?

I'm thinking about it.

I know you got talent.

I-- I knew that before you got here.

It's just the other thing I wonder about.

What thing is that?

The pressure.

Changes everything, pressure.

Some people, you squeeze them, they focus.

Others fold.

Can you summon your talent at will?

Can you deliver on a deadline?

Can you sleep at night?

When do we talk about money?

Money?

Yeah, well, that's the easy part.

They call this part of Fifth Avenue Carnegie Hill.

You got the park right across the street, the reservoir.

Best jogging in New York.

Mount Sinai Hospital right up the street.

Some excellent schools.

I doubt it was at the top of Mr. Milton's list

when he bought this building, but, uh, it's

a great neighborhood for children.

Great building.

Follow the money all the way to the top.

You got the managing director of the firm, Eddie Barzoon, on 16.

And of course, Mr. Milton has the tower.

You must be Mary Ann.

Yes, I am.

Welcome.

I'm Jackie Heath.

It's so nice of you to come by.

Oh, please.

We live across the hall.

You're kidding.

No, right there.

So it's just the two apartments per floor?

You didn't tell them about the apartment?

Well, I thought I'd let it speak for itself.

Voila.

Oh my god.

It's what they call a classic eight.

Be careful.

I don't have a map.

I don't want you getting lost on me.

We had them paint everything white.

Let you see it naked before you pick your palette.

What am I picking?

Palette.

Your colors.

Oh, yes.

Oh!

I need to warn you about one thing--

There are gonna be some very envious people down at the firm.

These apartments, there aren't many of them.

They're really a partner's perk.

You must have made quite an impression.

Oh my god, three bedrooms.

You know what that means?

Babies.

Took us six years to get in here.

Oh, wow.

Unbelievable.

- Thank you very much. - Jackie.

Kevin!

Enjoy this place.

Are you really this good?

I sure as hell hope so.

They must want you pretty bad.

Look, Mare, I'm only getting behind this if you're on board.

You want to go home, I'm with you.

Sure.

Hell, let's go back to Gainesville.

We'll go back to the condo.

You can keep scrounging for clients

and I'll keep repossessing cars for Akamian,

and maybe, just maybe, if we kill ourselves,

in about five years we can afford a baby

and a weekend shack at Gulf Shores, or--

Are you shitting me?

I love you.

I love you, too.

Tadashi Osumi, media.

Walter Krasna, maritime law.

Bashir Toabal, energy law.

I run the Islamic subgroup.

Joyce Rensaleer, mergers and acquisitions.

Eddie Barzoon, managing director and real estate.

Parvathi Resh, intellectual properties.

Christabella Andreoli, international trade and customs,

EC and G7.

There it is, Kevin.

The whole team.

Welcome to Milton, Chadwick, and Waters.

So what do you think?

You can change the furniture, if you like.

I guess it'll do.

Until something better comes along?

Kevin Lomax, Pam Garrety.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.

Pam was with the Brooklyn DA's office for 14 years,

so she knows her way around the local scene.

She'll be your guide.

You're gonna be expediting his New York Bar application, right?

It's in the pipeline.

For now, we'll just have you work pro hac vice.

I petitioned Florida for a letter of good conduct.

And I prepared, at Mr. Milton's request,

an overview of the Moyez case.

The Moyez case?

Move, move, move!

What do you think?

It's a health code case.

And it's a loser.

So what's the point?

He wants to see if I'll plea bargain.

It's a test, right?

Isn't everything?

It's an 18th-century Italian silk damask

with an embossed floriated pattern

of undulating acanthus leaves.

Lovely, isn't it?

And, uh-- and this is about what?

Price?

Oh, it's about, uh, $2,000 a panel.

We'll take it at $1,400.

You made it!

Hey, baby.

I thought you said it was impossible.

I thought you said it was important.

Go get 'em.

Yeah, you go get 'em man.

Tell 'em to cut that shit down.

I know what they doing over there.

That's right.

Tell them to take all that noise back to Africa.

I'll throw them down and throw up for messing

with those damn chickens.

Doing this shit on me, bitch.

Good afternoon.

I'm looking for Philippe Moyez.

Look, I'm not sure I'm making myself clear here--

Moyez.

You need him, speak with him?

Show him your boots.

You're saying he's down here in the basement?

In the dark?

Where you think me taking you?

Monsieur, I thought I would recognize you,

but I do not.

Mr. Moyez?

Oui.

We've never met.

I'm Kevin Lomax.

I'm a lawyer.

I'm here about the animals.

We have an investment in blood.

Think of it as spiritual currency.

Spiritual currency.

Oui.

Look, Mr. Moyez, I'm gonna need your help with this.

What is the name of the man who will prosecute us?

Merto.

Assistant District Attorney Arnold Merto.

What are you doing, Mr. Moyez?

With this tongue, we create silence.

You can go now.

You will have all the help I can give you against Monsieur Merto.

It's arbor green.

What do you think?

Not with your complexion.

New York City health codes.

That's all of it?

Not quite.

Thanks.

Caribbean green.

Something cooler, maybe.

Cooler, a cooler green.

Ugh, too institutional.

Now, I love green.

You know I love green, but it's one thing to wear it

and another thing to have it all over your walls.

I mean-- Mary Ann, I'm just trying to help.

I mean, it's your walls.

Do what you want.

Remember, it's only a health code case.

Good night.

This is the first time since I've been 13

years old I don't have a job.

Or two.

God, I just feel like I'm floating around in that place,

you know?

Just drifting around or something.

You'll settle in.

You know, we had this little office in the condo--

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

You know, his side, my side.

Real nice.

At night, I'd go to sleep, I'd see that light on.

If I want to see Leamon, I make an appointment.

You're kidding, right?

Mm-mm.

God, how do you handle it?

Take a look around, honey.

Look, you got three choices, the Holy Trinity.

You can work, you can play, or you can breed.

That's a veal roast, Your Honor.

USDA approved and stamped.

Men kill animals and eat their flesh.

Philippe Moyez killed a goat.

He killed a goat.

And he did it at home in a manner

consistent with his religious beliefs.

Now, Mr. Merto may find that bizarre.

It's certainly not a religious practice performed by everyone.

It's not as common as, say, circumcision.

It's not as common as the belief that wine transforms into blood.

Some people handle poisonous snakes to prove their faith.

Some people walk on fire.

Phillipe Moyez killed a goat.

And he did it while observing his constitutionally

protected religious beliefs.

Your Honor, this case is not

about keeping goats, or transporting

goats, or goat licensing.

The city was clearly less concerned with the care

and feeding of the animals than in the manner with which

they were slaughtered.

Objection!

OK, enough, enough.

I got it.

Let's wrap it up.

Your Honor, the city timed this police action

to catch my client exercising his constitutionally protected

right to religious freedom.

This is a law protecting kosher butchering.

Exactly, Your Honor.

And I'd like to move at this time for a verdict of dismissal.

I happen to know a little bit

about kashrut law, Mr. Lomax.

I'm aware of that, Your Honor.

That's why I feel confident in requesting a dismissal.

Mr. Merto?

Your Hon--

Mr. Merto.

For god's sake, man!

Next case, state--

Congratulations.

Great job.

Thanks.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Pamela, you're looking lovely.

So, Philippe, satisfied?

Always, John.

Kevin, what can I say?

Outstanding.

Go figure it-- a guy like Moyez living

in some subterranean shithole.

All the while, he's walking around with $15 million

in his bank account.

You're kidding.

What do you think he's paying us in, goat's blood?

Hey, Tarzan, we're billing you out at $400 an hour, my friend.

I don't see a whole lot of pro bono

work in your immediate future.

I figured you came down here to make

sure I didn't fuck this up.

Well, maybe I did.

Don't get too cocky, my boy, no matter how good you are.

Don't ever let 'em see you coming.

That's the gaff, my friend.

You gotta keep yourself small.

Innocuous.

Be the little guy.

You know, the nerd, the leper, shit-kicking surfer.

Look at me.

Underestimated from day one.

You'd never think I was a master of the universe, now, would you?

That's your only weakness, as far as I can see.

What's that?

It's the look.

That Florida stud thing.

What is that? Excuse me, ma'am, did I

leave my boots under your bed?

Never worked a jury didn't have a woman.

Yeah, but you know what you're missing?

You're missing what I have.

There's this beautiful girl, just fucked me

40 ways from Sunday.

We're done.

She's walking to the bathroom.

She's trying to walk.

She turns.

She looks.

It's me.

Not the Trojan army just fucked her, little ol' me.

She has this look on her face like, how the hell

did that happen?

I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt.

I'm a surprise, Kevin.

They don't see me coming.

That's what you're missing.

Where's the chicken?

What?

There's a chicken, plays tic-tac-toe.

Never loses.

He's famous.

Never loses, like you.

Tic-tac-toe!

Come on.

I'm gonna show you the fastest way uptown.

Learn the subways, Kevin.

Use them!

Stay in the trenches.

Only way I travel.

Mare?

Mare, what happened to the green?

I loved the green.

Honey, you're late.

We're due up at the Barzoons' palace in 15 minutes.

What's all this?

All what?

Jackie says the who's who of New York power

is gonna be there tonight.

All this.

Oh, that?

It was gonna be a nursery.

But then I remembered you have to be home

long enough to knock me up, so now I'm thinking

of building a law library.

Oh, baby.

Oh, tell me I can handle this.

You can handle this.

Say something nice.

Something nice.

Promise me you

won't leave me alone in there.

Promise.

Mm.

There you are.

Hi.

Mwah.

Diana Barzoon, Eddie's wife.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry we're late.

Kevin Lomax, health code warrior.

All hail.

Mr. Barzoon, this is Mary Ann.

Hello.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.

Well, Kevin, here they are.

The top of the food chain, and dinner is served.

I throw these parties twice a year.

Stock market, real estate, politics.

- It's huge! - They're all players--

- It's our little shack. - --and they're all prospects.

Some little shack.

Kevin, congratulations.

You remember Rashid? Just in from Beirut.

- Of course. - Congratulations.

Thank you.

Bright young lights.

OK.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, you're gonna like this.

Come on.

Somebody I want you to meet.

Kevin and Mary Ann Lomax, this is Senator Alfonse D'Amato--

Nice to meet you, sir.

...And Ambassador Charles Gargano.

Nice to meet you.

In case you didn't know, these are

the Republicans of New York.

You know, Barzoon always overstates things.

Donald Trump was supposed to be here tonight

but he had a business emergency.

Probably Mort Zuckerman.

Pam, I knew I'd find you here.

I'd like you to meet my wife, Mary Ann.

Mary Ann, this is Pam Garrety.

Nice to meet you, Pam.

Nice to meet you.

We're partners in crime.

Kevin, someone you must meet.

Excuse me, Mary Ann, this is very important.

You are so beautiful!

Isn't she?

Oh, thank you.

I heard you met the senator.

- Yes, I did. - Oh!

- I was married to him. - No, really?

Kidding!

Excuse me, Lou.

I'd like you to meet Kevin Lomax.

Kevin is from Florida.

He's new to the firm.

Kevin, nice to meet you.

Senator, you're not leaving, are you?

Why am I always coming in--

Who's that with the senator?

Oh, god, girl.

You haven't met him yet?

No, who is he?

See you Wednesday!

I swear he can hear us.

Hell, he can smell us.

Mary Ann, John Milton.

I was hoping I'd see you here tonight.

And here you are, already swimming with the sharks.

Careful.

Come on, Harry.

If you keep thinking small, we'll

never make any money on you.

These parties don't come cheap, you know.

Call him.

Talk to him.

See what they have to say.

Just get it on tape.

Well, you know, it's a wonderful opportunity for Kevin.

Mm, yes, Kevin.

He's gonna do all right.

If he buys a few new suits, learns a few new tricks,

he's there.

It's you.

What about you?

Your family.

You gotta miss 'em.

No?

I tell Kevin the only thing worse than not having

a father was having mine.

I can relate.

I can, believe me.

Thanks.

Thank you, sir.

The worst vice is advice.

But may I make a suggestion?

It's a sensitive-- it's about your hair.

That's why I asked.

No, go ahead.

I mean, you don't like it?

No, I like it fine.

It's beautiful.

It's just-- doesn't belong to you.

You're too alive for the perm.

Uh-huh.

It's not you.

You should pull your hair back.

Do it.

See what happens.

Right now, here?

You-- you want me to pull my hair back?

Is that so terrible?

I'd love to do it.

But if I did, everyone in this room who's pretending not to be

watching us would naturally assume

we were fucking or something.

Please.

OK.

It's fun to be right.

Excuse me.

It's a vision.

You've gotta cut your hair.

Are you serious?

A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique.

And her neck, if she's alive, has all

the mystery of a border town.

A no man's land in that battle between the mind and the body.

You know, your natural color would

really bring out your eyes.

Do you have this view?

Sorry?

From your terrace.

Do you have this view?

Not exactly.

No terrace, and I'm about 12 floors down.

What about you?

No, I live downtown.

This is a family building.

Sounds like fun.

Downtown, I mean.

I'm just getting to know the city.

And is it everything you expected?

More.

I say we ride him as far as we can, and then eat him.

Excuse me, Jackie.

Mm.

You guys seen Kevin anywhere?

No.

I'm sure he's around.

OK, thanks.

Mm-hmm.

Are you alone?

You mean tonight?

Is your wife a jealous woman, Mr. Lomax?

Oh, dear.

I'm gonna scare you away.

No.

No, really.

I'm fine.

Yeah?

I'm fine.

Bet you like to be on top, don't you?

Excuse me?

Of the situation.

You prefer to be on top, right?

Depends on the view.

You know what I see?

I see the future of this law firm.

Christabella, cara.

Ah, grazie.

Ciao.

We need to talk, Kevin.

Something's come up.

But first, I want you to go find Heath and Eddie Barzoon.

Bring them up to my place.

Do it quietly.

Quickly.

No problem.

Arnold has a few reporters in his pocket.

We'll just plant a story and destroy his credibility.

Pam, have you seen Kevin?

No, I haven't, sweetie.

OK.

If he doesn't come to us, he'll regret it.

Is there more to it?

Just this room.

And a bedroom?

Nope, no bedroom.

Where's he sleep?

Who says he sleeps?

Where does he fuck?

Everywhere!

What's up, John?

Leamon, how many hours we bill Alex Cullen for last year?

16,242.

What the fuck did he do now?

Alex Cullen has just been charged with murdering his wife,

her stepson, and a maid.

When did this happen?

Just now, tonight.

I've sent Pam downtown to make bail arrangements.

They're gonna fucking crucify him.

They're gonna-- they're gonna line up.

I gotta call Meisel.

No, no, no, I want Kevin on this case.

I hope you're kidding.

Alexander Cullen in a Manhattan triple murder with, excuse me,

Kevin?

You're dreaming.

You know, I've shaken hands with every marquee defense

attorney in this town.

I take Kevin and I don't look back.

John, you've got a great eye for talent, you know?

You're the master.

But, you know, I--

I just don't see this happening.

I want you on board, Eddie.

Look, I--

I appreciate the vote of confidence,

but maybe Eddie has a point here.

We can get this case.

The man's our client.

He's a business client, John.

We know him better than he knows himself.

We got the inside track.

We got the best damn trial lawyer in this city.

It's ours to lose.

Well, tell it to Cullen.

I want Kevin to tell him.

Whoa, there's Pam!

You gonna fight for this thing or not?

Pam?

No, it's Kevin.

Hi.

No, it's OK, I'm on it.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Where are we at?

You left me there.

I had a fucking panic attack until Jackie

told me where you were.

Three hours, you don't even call?

Stop.

Reset.

I'm upstairs, I'm with Milton, Heath, and Barzoon,

and there's a very good possibility

that I'm about to catch a triple homicide defendant who also

happens to be one of the largest real estate developers

in the city.

Mare, I had to bail on the party.

You bailed on me.

Mare, did you hear me?

I was all by myself!

For three whole hours.

The next time you make a promise, you try and keep it!

You've gotta be kidding me, right?

Go to hell.

You can go sleep on the fucking couch!

I'll bring an extra battery pack.

- OK. - You sure he's up there?

Yeah, CNN passed the word.

All right.

Look at this.

I'm not out 20 minutes, I'm being

followed by the goddamn press.

They're like insects down there.

Alex, just calm down and listen, OK?

Christ.

I don't know. I don't know.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe he is a whiz kid, but I mean, Jesus Christ!

This is my ass we're talking about, John.

Eddie!

Alex, you know how this town works.

You got enemies here you haven't heard from.

Now with this, now that you're down,

I'd get ready for one of those class-A, New

York-style pigfucks.

Oh.

You know what's coming.

Now you're gonna have to ask yourself, who do you trust?

Who do you trust, Alex?

I don't know, I--

I'm gonna have to look around.

You don't have time to shop, Mr. Cullen.

Jury selection started this morning at every breakfast table

in the city.

This is what people know.

Three dead bodies.

You discover the crime.

You call it in.

You've got blood on your person and clothes.

And Mr. Cullen, your prints are on the murder weapon.

How do you know that?

There's a second print in blood.

It's a partial of a hand on the wall next to the bodies.

I have keys!

I called the cops from the house!

I touched the goddamn wall!

I-- I panicked!

I was panicked!

We need 12 people who can see past all that.

I touched the goddamn wall!

I'd get out in front of this fast.

I panicked!

Is that a crime?

I didn't kill anybody.

This is a nightmare.

How am I gonna convince anybody?

I'm innocent.

He's right, Alex.

People need to hear these things.

Oh, Christ, Eddie.

Jesus.

You're not happy tomorrow, the next day, we'll move over.

But right now, this moment, you need immediate representation.

I have a 14-year-old stepdaughter

who I care more about than anything in this world.

They wouldn't let me talk to her from downtown.

They won't let me talk to her now that I'm out!

We need to issue a statement.

He's a winner, Alex, just like you were.

And they'll never see him coming.

Jesus Christ.

I got some--

I got some tough phone calls I've gotta--

All right.

My place, tomorrow.

Alone.

You better be every fucking inch as good as he says you are.

Ugh.

Not if they were giving it away.

Come on, Mary Ann, let's check out Yoshi's.

- Andrea? - Yes?

Another one of these, please.

Right away, Mrs. Heath.

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

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

I want you loose and pliable this afternoon.

Let's get another bottle of chardonnay

for Mrs. Barzoon and Mrs. Heath, right away.

Oh, lord, this is $3,000.

You know what you should do?

You should buy it, wear it once, and then throw it away.

That'll loosen you up.

I say spend it all.

If you're never gonna see your husband,

you might as well have a relationship with his money.

I swear, if Eddie wasn't afraid of me shouting

my mouth off, he would've put a cellulite clause in the prenup.

Dr. Robert, I'm telling you.

He's the miracle man.

You've seen my new tits.

I mean, who does it better than that?

It's not my tits I'm worried about.

Not too big.

Perfect.

Real or not?

They look real.

They must be real.

Feel 'em.

Oh, no, it's OK, really.

Go ahead.

No, no, no.

That's the ultimate test.

Come on.

Oh.

Oh.

Feel real?

Yes, absolutely real.

Dr. Robert.

When you're ready.

Oh, god.

So, what do you think?

I don't care if they can hear me.

I don't care!

I don't like it here, Kevin.

These women!

My god, I mean, I'm seeing things, for Christ's sake!

You just left them in the store?

Yes!

- Look, calm down! - No!

- Listen to me! - No!

Mare!

Mare!

First, you do this radical thing to your hair.

Oh, you hate it.

- Stop. - No.

I think it's fine.

I think it's fine.

But I also think it's traumatic.

You've got the pressure of fitting

in with new friends, a new place.

Add to that a couple bottles of wine--

No.

No.

It wasn't the wine, Kevin.

It wasn't the wine or my hair or talking to Kathy

or anything like that, because I know

that's what you're gonna say.

What about Kathy?

What about your sister?

What about her?

She's pregnant again.

Oh.

That's got nothing to do with this.

Kevin, I never see you anymore.

And now that you've got this big case,

it's just only gonna get worse.

If you can believe it, I'm actually

looking forward to having your mother come and visit.

What about the apartment?

God damn you!

Why do you always have to go and change things around?

This is not about the apartment.

I hate this stupid place!

You know, you buy a couple of new suits

and you're fine.

It's a little more than that, Mare.

I have this whole fucking place to fill!

And I know we've got all this money,

and it's supposed to be fun.

But it's not.

It's like a test.

The whole thing is like one big test.

And god--

I am so lonely.

I miss you so much.

I'm sorry, baby.

I don't know what to do.

Let's make a baby.

Don't tease me.

I wouldn't do that.

Not unless you asked.

Oh, baby.

Do you have this view?

Kevin.

Make love to me.

No!

Kevin, what are you doing?

Oh!

No.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop.

Oh, god.

Where are you?

I'm right here.

Right here.

No, you're not.

Why do we have to keep going?

Because it needs to be clear,

Mr. Cullen, because I need to know and understand exactly what

happened.

You're standing there.

You look down.

There's the gun.

Look, uh, I don't know why I picked it up.

Uh, it was before I saw Elucinda's body.

You kneeled down to pick it up?

You work late, you come home,

you walk in, everybody's dead.

It's not something you plan for!

Stop.

Back up.

Two prints by the gun.

Right hand, right knee.

Right knee.

We have been over this.

I'm trying to picture it.

Your hand.

Your hand came from inside and underneath?

You want to see it?

Here.

I'll fucking show you.

See?

Did you see it?

Is it clear?

You got it?

Whose gun is that?

It's mine.

Are you out of your mind?

You're charged with a triple homicide,

you're walking around with a damn gun?

I have had nine death threats!

Give it over.

Now, give me the gun.

I gotta protect myself.

That's my job.

When the case is over, you can have it back.

This is a deal breaker, Alex.

OK, let's wrap it up.

So what's next?

We need to talk to your assistant, Mrs. Black.

OK, call her.

You feel confident she'll back you on the time?

Melissa, yeah, yeah.

She's-- she's OK.

She's a straight arrow.

OK.

So we're gonna talk to her, and you're not gonna

talk to anybody, all right?

All right?

No comment.

There they are!

Hey!

Kevin, hey, how's it going? How about a couple shots?

Hey, Kevin!

How's it feel to get the biggest murder trial in New York?

Lomax, look over here, please.

Are you really gonna plead Alex Cullen not guilty?

What is happening?

Since the case, Kevin's picture's been in the paper.

Well, he always did like to stick his nose in the camera.

Sorry about that, Mr. Lomax.

No problem.

How are you doing tonight, Mrs. Lomax?

Did you have a nice dinner?

Oh, I surely did.

- Are you hungry? - Oh, no, ma'am.

- Thank you. - Oh.

Welcome to Babylon, Ma.

Well, speak of the devil.

I was just telling them the Moyez story.

Really?

This is your mother?

Yes.

Mom, this is John Milton--

John Milton.

Alice Lomax.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

How do you do?

Mary Ann, you're looking lovely.

Thanks.

This is, uh--

I believe you've met Christabella.

Yes, I think we did.

And Gizelle.

Hello, nice to meet you.

Fresh in from Paris.

Great.

Nice to meet you.

Three for you, and my place.

Thanks for the champagne, John.

Oh, you're very welcome, Kevin.

This isn't really your first visit to New York, now,

is it, Mrs. Lomax?

Yes.

You've done one hell of a job bringing him up, Mrs. Lomax.

And I'm sure it wasn't easy.

No.

Mom, we're here.

Yes.

Good night to you.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good night, Mary Ann.

Good night.

Kevin, hang on.

Uh, how about Cullen?

How's it going?

Everything on beam?

That's a long conversation.

Well, want to come up and tell me?

Now?

Let's talk tomorrow.

You sure?

Yeah.

That what you're doing when you're working late?

What are you talking about?

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

That's ridiculous.

Yeah, right.

I'm going to bed.

Night, Alice.

Night.

Oh, shit.

Mom.

Ma, what are you doing?

I'm going home, Kevin.

What?

What are you talking about?

I don't feel right.

Look, you just got here.

And I just got my teeth kicked in on the front page,

so I gotta run.

We'll talk later, OK?

OK?

I have to go, Kevin.

I miss my church.

Ma, this is New York.

There must be 20,000 churches.

Take your pick.

You need to do a better job with Mary Ann.

She is not well.

This place is not good for her, Kevin.

So stay.

Take care of her, if you're so concerned.

Help me out.

I'll take her home if you let me.

This is home, understand?

This is where we live.

I'm not going back to Gainesville.

Unbelievable!

Wide is the gate and broad is the way

that leadeth to temptation.

It's a little early for scripture.

I'm going to work.

You can do whatever you want.

Does my babysitter have to testify?

We need her to establish the time you returned home.

She doesn't have a green card, is why I ask.

I would hate for her to get in trouble.

I'll tell you what, Melissa.

Let's talk to her first.

See where she stands and take it from there.

I'll make sure Melissa gets down to the car.

Thanks, Pam.

Mr. Cullen didn't kill those people.

I know him.

He's a difficult man, but he couldn't kill anyone.

That's why we're all working so hard.

Thank you.

Pam, can I have the car stop at my ex-husband's

on the way uptown?

My son left his jacket there.

Sure.

George, remember, no shredding in the building trash,

only in the private refuse.

Yes, sir.

Excelsior Securities.

Who's handling that?

I am.

All right.

All this has gotta go.

Guatemala, Sudan, Cyprus.

Martin!

No, no, no.

Vagada Holdings.

It'll take you all night.

Just Vagada Holdings.

I thought I was the only one working late.

Uh-huh.

Well, so did we.

Back to work.

This is not a break.

Good news.

We just wrapped up with Cullen's assistant.

She looks like a great alibi.

Oh, what a pleasant surprise.

Looks like you've got your hands full.

Oh, it's just a little, uh, housekeeping.

If anyone should ask, you never saw this.

Who would ask?

Uh, Weaver.

Who's that?

Justice Department.

Weaver Commission.

You don't know about Weaver.

Sorry.

Hmm.

How nice for you.

Grab your coat, Mr. Lomax.

The night is young.

We're going to the Garden.

Ringside.

Title fight.

Roy Jones, Jr.

I'd have to call Mary Ann.

Do it on the way.

Did you get my message?

I did, Eddie.

You write beautifully.

So what's this Weaver Commission?

Oh, I don't like to micromanage.

You find the talent and then you delegate it.

Who the hell knows what Eddie's up to?

I'm looking out for you, man.

He's got a lot of fingers in a lot of pies.

Excuse me.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Yeah, you. What, are you deaf or something?

You don't hear me?

Oh, I hear you fine.

Yeah?

So get the fuck out of my car if you hear me fine.

Why?

I didn't know it was your car.

I'm having a good time here.

I ain't asking you, motherfucker, I'm telling you.

Get the fuck out of my fucking car.

Shit, John.

Chill, man, chill!

Get off of me, man.

I'll cut your fucking throat, old man.

Fuck that, man.

Cómo?

How the fuck you know?

Enjoy yourself.

You've still got time.

There's a train coming the other way.

You'll just catch it.

You'll thank me in the morning.

You ain't right, man.

Oh, I'm right.

You'll see.

Invigorating.

What did you say to him?

I told him that if he didn't leave us alone,

you were going to kick his ass from here to DeKalb.

Look at that!

There's a lady getting up from her seat.

Come on!

Get some! Yeah!

You will lose!

You are wrong!

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

Roy's gonna get him now, now, now!

Fixed!

Johnny!

Johnny Milton!

Oh, hey!

Oh, what a beauty!

Hey, I'm glad you could come, my man.

Hey, I love you, Johnny.

I want you to meet my new heavyweight, Kevin Lomax.

Kevin Lomax, how are you?

I'm well, sir.

And say what?

He's the senior partner at the--

Mare, you're really starting to piss me off.

Do it, do it!

Uh-huh, OK!

Woo!

Yes, I'm having one cigarette.

You want me to lie?

One cigarette after seven months is not--

That's exactly what I'm saying.

Go to bed.

I have no idea.

Ho!

Ha!

Hiya!

Mare, stop.

This guy pays our bills--

The food, the heat, the rent on that enormous fucking

apartment we live in.

I live there too, Mare!

Give it back to me!

I do it, too.

With the trumpet, too.

Kevin!

Babs Coleman, Kevin Lomax.

Hey there, sweetie.

Babs is from Georgia Tech.

Hey, your neck of the woods.

And there's Tiffany. New edition.

- Good evening. - Hi, darling.

Where are you from?

I'm--

Don't tell me, don't tell me.

Michigan!

How did you know?

Oh my goodness, how did he know?

He's so good.

It's so good.

Cheers.

Kevin?

Honey?

Hello?

Who's there?

I got a knife!

Oh, god.

Oh, Jesus.

Baby, how'd you get here?

Are you OK?

Oh, god.

Where's your mommy?

You ain't got no mommy?

What you got there?

What are you playing with?

Huh, what are you playing with?

Oh!

Oh, god, no!

Oh, god, no!

Baby, please.

Baby, there's-- there's no blood.

There is no blood.

It was a dream.

Mare, it was a dream.

Not a dream if it's true.

Look, let's get you undressed and in the, uh-- in the tub, OK?

No.

I know you.

You'll leave me now for sure.

No!

Get away from me!

OK.

OK, I-- I'm confused.

Why?

What is it now?

Did you like the green?

You did, didn't you?

We should go back to the green.

I'm calling the doctor.

I'm gonna get you some help.

They took my ovaries, Kevin.

What?

They took my ovaries!

I told you, right here.

Mary Ann, it was a nightmare.

It didn't happen.

My sisters have seven children between them.

My mother had Derek when she was 45.

You could have set a clock by my periods.

Baby, what are you talking about?

Kevin, I can't have children.

What?

Says who?

The doctor.

I was there yesterday.

Non-specific ovarian failure.

That's ridiculous.

Shh!

Oh, god.

Did you just hear that?

Listen.

Can you hear that?

No.

You're gonna leave me, aren't you?

Mary Ann.

I know you.

Oh, god.

No, Kevin.

It's these monsters.

I dreamt about this.

It's OK.

Shh.

Listen to me.

Baby, I gotta take this.

No, you gotta listen to me.

It's OK.

No.

Why don't--

I gotta take this.

It's gonna be OK.

Yeah.

Fuck!

Fuck, I knew the DA was holding out on us.

Get the discovery package over here right now.

Mm-hmm.

I don't care.

Find Cullen.

I get one supervised hour a week with my stepdaughter.

I am in there with two shrinks and three social workers.

Now, you better have a goddamn good reason for calling me out.

Your wife, the day she was killed, had lunch with a friend.

She says, and I quote, "Alex is fucking around,

and I can prove it."

That's hearsay.

That never gets in.

Wrong answer.

Your prenuptial agreement's on file at the firm.

The contract is null and void in the event of marital infidelity.

You fuck around, she gets rich.

That's a motive, Alex.

What do I need to know?

Melissa, my assistant.

She wasn't even that good a fuck.

And?

On the night in question?

I was boning my assistant the night my wife got shot.

I've got to reinterview Melissa.

No, forget it.

We're not-- we're not telling that story.

Juries want honesty.

Fuck with that at your peril.

Alessandra.

Alessandra, wait!

Alex.

- Alessandra. - Alex!

No, not now.

Mrs. Schuyler, please!

Time's up, Mr. Cullen.

Alex!

I can't!

Mrs. Schuyler, this isn't fair.

I have 15 more minutes.

You'll just have to wait until next week, Mr. Cullen.

Alessandra, I'll see you next week.

That's it, Mr. Cullen.

I'm sorry.

Uh-huh, for sleep.

And she can take that during the day?

No, she won't be driving.

I'm gonna have the pharmacy call you right back, thanks.

He thinks-- he's not sure.

He thinks it could be some kind of hormonal imbalance.

I'm taking you off the case.

What?

I want you to drop this case.

This case?

Cullen?

John, I've got a jury showing up this morning.

You love this woman?

Yes, of course I do.

Then what are you doing, Kevin?

She's sick.

Everyone will understand.

I'll understand.

What about Cullen?

We find somebody new.

You consult. You live to fight another day, son.

What are you talking about, consult?

I put together a great jury.

It's a disappointment, I know.

We have them.

All of us have them.

You use it, you embrace it.

And then you move on.

Hang on.

We gotta talk about this.

Oh, listen to yourself, Kevin.

We gotta talk about this.

It's your wife, man.

She's sick.

She needs you.

She's got to come first.

All right, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You mean the possibility of leaving this case

has never even entered your mind?

You know what scares me?

I quit the case, she gets better, and I hate her for it.

I don't want to resent her, John.

I've got a winner here.

I've gotta nail this fucker down, do

it fast and put it behind me.

Just get it done.

Then-- then put all my energy into her.

I stand corrected.

So fill me in.

Did Cullen's assistant admit to having the affair?

She did to me, but she won't in court.

Well, convince her otherwise.

And when all that evidence is laid before you, when

all these pieces weave together, you

will conclude, you will know, that Alexander Cullen is

guilty of murdering three people in cold blood,

and with malice aforethought.

Thank you.

Your Honor.

Mr. Lomax, uh, we can break for lunch now

or you can do a stop and start.

If it's a choice, I'll go now, Your Honor.

I won't be as long as Mr. Broygo.

Proceed.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

I know you've spent all morning listening to Mr. Broygo talk.

I know you're hungry.

What I need to tell you won't take very long at all.

I don't like Alexander Cullen.

I don't think he's a nice person.

I don't expect you to like him.

He's been a terrible husband to all three of his wives.

He's been a destructive force in the lives of his stepchildren.

He's cheated the city, his partners, his employees.

He's paid hundreds and thousands of dollars in penalties

and fines over the years.

I don't like him.

I'm going to tell you some things

during the course of this trial that are going

to make you like him even less.

But this isn't a popularity contest.

It's a murder trial.

And the single most important provable fact of this proceeding

is that Alexander Cullen was somewhere

else when these horrible crimes took place.

Now, the state-- the state's going all out here.

They've got this whole team here.

They-- they're throwing everything but the kitchen sink

at this case.

I want one thing from you.

That's it.

One thing.

I want you to ask yourself, is not

liking this man reason enough to convict him of murder?

Enjoy your lunch.

We'll talk again.

What the fuck was that about?

They're gonna hate me!

Listen to me like you've never listened

to anybody before in your life.

I'm gonna bust my ass to make sure they hate you.

Because as long as you're out boning Melissa,

you're not home killing your wife.

Why didn't you say something before?

Then it doesn't look spontaneous.

Oh, you got it now?

Yeah.

Hey, Kevin!

Eddie.

Saw you go in.

What's up?

Well, congratulations.

It's not over yet.

Yeah, well, I'm not talking about the trial.

What are you talking about?

How the fuck does your name get in the firm's charter?

What?

It looks like it's been there for years.

So now you're a partner.

When did that happen?

You know, I still am the managing director of this firm.

You want my job, take me head-on.

You backdoor me one more time, I'll

take your partnership papers, and I'll

shove them down your throat.

I don't know what you're talking about,

but I sure as hell don't like the tone of your voice.

Ah, bullshit!

You got a problem with documents,

I suggest you put together one of your late-night

shredding sessions.

Ah.

You think you're tough enough to run this firm?

Ha!

Remember the Weaver Commission investigation?

Tell your mentor the next time Weaver calls me,

maybe I'll just pick up the phone.

Was he drunk?

I doubt it.

He was going running.

What the hell was he talking about?

Eddie's got himself in trouble again,

and he wants me to save him.

Only this time, I can't.

Well, why does he think I'm after his job?

You ever have any experience with manic depression?

Not directly, no.

Well, you do now.

346.

It's me.

Get Eddie Barzoon.

Uh, he may be out running, so you might have to page him.

It's an emergency.

Yes, sir.

You look like you could use a drink.

Yes.

Yes, thanks.

Eddie Barzoon, Eddie Barzoon.

Oh, I nursed him through two

divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist.

God's creature, right?

God's special creature.

And I've warned him, Kevin.

I've warned him every step of the way,

watching him bounce around like a fucking game,

like a wind-up toy, like 250 pounds of self-serving greed

on wheels.

The next thousand years is right around the corner, Kevin.

Eddie Barzoon.

- Take a good look-- - Excuse me!

- ...Because-- - Excuse me!

...He's the poster child for the next millennium.

These people, it's no mystery where they come from.

You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can

split atoms with its desire.

You build egos the size of cathedrals,

fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse.

Grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green,

gold-plated fantasies until every human

becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god.

And where can you go from there?

Hey, wrong way.

Yeah, yeah.

Fuck you.

And as we're scrambling from one deal

to the next, who's got his eye on the planet?

As the air thickens, the water sours,

even the bees' honey takes on the metallic taste

of radioactivity.

And it just keeps coming faster and faster.

Oh, fuck, help!

Help, stop it!

There's no chance to think, to prepare.

It's buy futures, sell futures, when there is no future.

We got a runaway train, boy.

We got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future,

every one of them getting ready to fistfuck God's ex-planet,

lick their fingers clean as they reach out

toward their pristine cybernetic keyboards

to tote up their fucking billable hours,

and then it hits home.

Hey!

You gotta pay your own way, Eddie.

It's a little late in the game to buy out now.

Fuck!

Give me your watch.

What?

I like this watch.

I think you're just gonna have to try and take it-- ah!

Your belly is too full, you dick is sore,

your eyes are bloodshot, and you're

screaming for someone to help.

But guess what?

There's no one there!

You're all alone, Eddie.

You're God's special little creature.

No!

Maybe it's true.

Maybe God threw the dice once too often.

Maybe he let us all down.

You testified the defendant called you

at 4:30 to ask you to come to his office

gym for the purposes of sex.

Yes.

Mr. Cullen, though, he's not just your lover, is he?

He's the boss.

Yes.

So two hours go by before you act on his request?

Yes, I went up at 6:10.

I knew it was 6:10 because I heard weather coming

on the news, and I remember--

OK, stop.

This prosecutor is no fool.

He's gonna change tempo, attitude, tone of voice.

He's gonna come out with questions you never thought

of, just to screw you up.

So what do we do?

Yes and no answers.

Stay calm.

Exactly.

Is it your testimony, Mrs. Black,

that between the hours of 6:10 and 9:40,

you were engaged in sexual congress with the defendant?

Yes.

At any point during this three-hour marathon,

Mrs. Black, did you lose sight of the defendant?

No.

Did he use the bathroom?

Yes.

Is he circumcised?

You understand the question.

Yeah.

So is he cut or not?

Yes.

Which is it?

You've been polishing his knob three times a week

for six months and you don't know whether or not

he's got foreskin?

I've had enough of your fucking game!

Why don't you take your questions

and shove 'em up your ass?

Kevin.

What's happening?

It's Eddie Barzoon.

What about him?

He's dead.

He was killed.

When?

Last night, in the park.

He was running, if you can believe it.

What is wrong with people?

At least they got the scumbags who did it.

Who?

Two old homeless crazies.

Kevin.

Kevin, I'm sorry.

You're due in court in 30 minutes.

You better get your things together and start preparing.

So, are we finished in here or what?

I'll bring Melissa down to the car but you better get going.

I want you to put Eddie aside.

Let me worry about him.

You gotta deal with Cullen.

Gotta marshal your strength.

Prioritize.

Conserve your energy.

I can't put her on the stand.

What choice do you have?

I know she's lying!

She's lying.

She's lying because she didn't answer you fast enough?

She lied to you?

No.

She said nothing.

Fact is, you'll never know anyway.

He killed those people.

You really believe that?

He set me up.

Cullen fucking set me up.

Melissa, the whole thing.

I-- I know it.

You gotta go with your gut.

That's your advice?

I'll back you either way.

Maybe it's your time to lose.

Think I haven't lost before?

Kevin.

Kevin, we talked about this, remember?

Pressure.

Take a big whiff.

All rise.

The Honorable Armond Poe presiding.

Please be seated.

All right, Mr. Lomax.

You may present your case.

Mr. Lomax.

I call Melissa Black.

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Excuse me!

Coming through!

What's going on?

Get down there!

Kevin!

Kevin, wait!

I have maintained my innocence all along.

Now you see the truth.

Hey, Feeney, it's him.

She didn't look well, sir.

Felix tried to talk to her but she just kept going.

- Where is she? - Church of the Heavenly Hope.

Honey, it's me.

What happened?

Are you OK?

He let himself in.

You need to know that.

Who let himself in?

The bath was running or something.

I didn't hear him, I swear to you.

And then we talked, and we talked for hours.

And I haven't talked to anyone, really

talked to anyone, in so long.

Did somebody hurt you?

Yeah.

Who?

Milton.

What?

He, uh-- he--

He fucked me.

And I think I wanted him to, but--

But then I just--

I don't know, I just--

I couldn't stop him.

I begged.

He just wouldn't stop.

When?

Baby, when?

Today.

The whole afternoon.

The whole afternoon.

Oh, god, I'm so ashamed.

Today?

Today?

Today he was in court.

He was in court, in my presence, all afternoon!

No!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

No.

Oh, god, no, Kevin.

Kevin, I'm not crazy.

You have to believe me.

Oh, god.

No!

Oh, Jesus.

He did this to me!

Shh.

No!

No, he did this to me.

What did you do to yourself?

What am I gonna do, baby?

What am I gonna do?

I'm not crazy!

What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do?

Sign there.

And your relationship.

And we're increasing at 10 milligrams.

She's calm now, so this might be a good time

to say good night to her.

I know why this is happening.

Shh.

They want you to go to sleep.

It's the money.

Blood money, Kevin.

We just drank it down, both of us.

We knew it.

Winning those cases, taking the money--

We knew they were guilty.

But you just kept on winning, and every time--

I can't look at myself in the mirror.

And then I see a monster.

Don't do this, Kevin.

Please take me home.

Please don't do this.

I'm not crazy!

Doesn't Diana look fabulous?

Alessandra, you look ravishing.

Thank you.

Mrs. Schuyler.

We are here today to remember Edward Barzoon.

Isn't she lovely?

We have gathered here to seek

shelter in our common grief, to draw strength

toward our tested faith.

So what do they say?

To walk together--

How's Mary Ann?

They don't know.

She's-- she's falling apart.

Hallucinations, Milton.

But most of all, we are here--

It-- it's bad.

...And to celebrate Eddie Barzoon.

Do you have room for one more?

Beloved father.

Devoted husband.

Trusted friend.

Esteemed colleague.

Benevolent citizen.

All of these things, and yet one thing more--

Child of God.

And it is to that Father that he now returns.

Eddie Barzoon, such a vibrant member of our community,

has moved beyond us now.

He has entered a new communion.

And for that, it is a time of rejoicing.

God, who is our refuge and our strength.

God, who is that very present help in time of trouble.

Therefore, we will not fear, though the Earth should change.

Though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea,

though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble

with its tumult, we cannot fear too long, for Eddie

Barzoon has gone home.

Mr. Lomax?

No comment.

I'll have something for you later.

I'm a friend of Eddie Barzoon.

You don't know me, but Eddie mentioned your name.

Mitch Weaver, Justice Department.

Staking out the funeral?

Looking for you, actually.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

I need to talk to my wife.

I just wanted to ask you, off the record--

I had a few questions about Eddie.

Milton-Chadwick-Waters is a little more than a law firm.

But then, I assume you knew that.

Vagada Holdings?

I'm sure you've heard of it.

London, Kinshasa, Karachi.

Arms brokering, mostly.

Then you've got Munzer-Dietch.

They're in Berlin, Jakarta.

Chemical weapons and toxic waste.

Then you've got Ivanoco Limited, Moscow.

Money laundering for the Eastern Bloc.

Kevin, it goes on and on and on.

Look, Milton is into everything.

Barzoon was coming in, Kevin.

He was gonna testify.

DeSoto and Dibalista, Panama.

That's a firm that sets up bank accounts for judges

all over South America.

Huge drug cases, murder, everything.

What the fuck do you want?

He's a lawyer!

Now stay off my back!

This is a first-time, last-time offer, Kevin.

I'm learning about you.

I talked to some old friends in Florida this morning.

The Gettys case.

Eighth-grade teacher?

They found him yesterday.

He had the body of a 10-year-old girl in the trunk of his car.

No!

Oh my god, is he all right?

Get some help!

Hey, Maureen, you want to go to the party?

No.

- Come on. - No.

Maurice will be disappointed.

It's a big birthday party.

We can sing.

"Or indeed, his divine power has granted us all things

pertaining to life and piety through the knowledge

of him who has called us."

Kevin.

Mom, what are you doing here?

I came this morning.

I kept calling the house and getting no answer.

I need to talk to you.

We got her on the first flight up this morning.

Are you all right, Kevin?

I just, um--

I don't know.

Would you excuse us for a moment, please?

Sure.

Come on, Kevin.

How you doing, sweetie?

I know something that'll make you feel better.

There.

I shouldn't have left.

I knew it.

I'll never forgive myself.

There's nothing you could have done.

Oh, I could have told you the truth.

About what?

Baptist Endeavor Youth Crusade, 1966.

I was here in New York.

That night in the elevator, you never let me answer.

What-- what are you talking about?

I stayed here a week in the Tremont Hotel.

They had a restaurant downstairs where we ate almost every meal.

Wait.

Stop.

Your father was a waiter in that restaurant.

My father?

Oh, this is great, Ma.

Honey, please listen.

Now?

You do this now?

Because, I mean, your timing, it's superb.

You wait 30 years, you fly up here, you pick today?

Kevin, honey, just wait--

Obviously I'm not under enough pressure.

I don't have enough on my mind.

I need this.

Listen to me!

Kevin.

Kevin.

Kevin!

Behold, I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves!

Oh, don't you look beautiful now?

Take a look and see.

It's all right, dear.

Look.

No.

Go on, take a look.

See how beautiful you are?

Mm.

See?

Get out!

What's happening?

She attacked me!

What happened?

What's going on?

Mary Ann?

Mary Ann.

Mary Ann, open the door.

Open the door, Mare.

Mare?

No.

Open the door, Mare.

Mare!

Come on, Mare!

Mare, it's OK.

Open the door!

No!

Mare!

Mare, come on!

No!

Mare, open the door!

Mare!

Open the door, Mare!

Oh my god, get somebody!

Get somebody!

Go, go!

Mare, look at me!

- Mare, look at me! - Somebody help!

Stop!

Mare, stop!

Mare!

Pam, get help!

Go!

Mare, sweetheart!

No!

Mare!

Mare, look at me!

I love you.

No, no, no!

Mare, no!

No!

Oh god, Mare, what have you done?

What have you done?

Oh, please!

We need a doctor in here!

We need a doctor!

Oh, Mare!

Mare, Mare, Mare, Mare!

Please stay with me, Mare!

Mare, stay with me, Mare!

Get Dr. Job in here now!

Oh god, Mare!

Sir, get away so that I can help her.

Now, sir. Off.

Go.

Dr. Job, page him!

Come on. Come on.

Mare!

Help her!

Move out of the way!

Get Dr. Job, please!

I'm losing her!

Finish the story.

1966.

You're in New York.

There's a waiter in a restaurant.

Uh-uh.

Finish the story.

He talked to me.

Nobody had ever really talked to me before.

16 years old, thousand miles away from home,

someone takes an interest.

Knew the Bible, every word.

Just knew it by heart.

Every meal, there he was at my ear, and I was--

That last night, he came to say goodbye, and I started crying.

And he told me, behold, I send you

out as sheep amidst the wolves.

I want to hear you say it.

His face that night, I knew it was him.

Say it.

You were so proud that you had just come to New York

and done this all on your own.

Say it!

I didn't have the heart to tell you.

I mean, you wondered yourself.

Say it!

The money, the apartment, all the attention, everything

out of nowhere.

Say it!

Milton!

He's your father.

He's your father.

Somehow he found us.

He tracked you down.

No.

He did.

He's always been there.

I know that now.

Watching, waiting, playing us like a game.

What do you mean?

I gotta go.

No, leave it alone.

Stay here with me.

Just forget about him.

We can leave here.

We can go home.

We don't ever have to see him again, Kevin.

No, I can't do it.

Kevin.

You go home.

You go home.

- Kevin! - I have to go.

Honey!

I have to go!

Wait!

I love you.

There you are.

Pam.

Look at you.

You're terrified.

Not to worry, he'll take away that fear.

You don't ever have to be frightened again.

Go on.

He's waiting for you.

Go.

You were right about one thing, Kevin.

I have been watching.

Couldn't help myself.

Watching, waiting, holding my breath.

But I'm no puppeteer, Kevin.

I don't make things happen.

Doesn't work like that.

What did you do to Mary Ann?

Free will.

It's like butterfly wings.

Once touched, they never get off the ground.

No, I only set the stage.

You pull your own strings.

What did you do to Mary Ann?

A gun?

In here?

God damn it, what did you do to my wife?

Well, on a scale of one to 10, 10 being the most depraved act

of sexual theater known to man, one being your average Friday

night run-through at the Lomax's household,

I'd say, not to be immodest, Mary Ann

and I got it on at about seven.

Fuck you!

Oh, oh, got me!

Got me!

Yes!

Wow!

Oh, yes!

Yeah!

Step on up, son!

Come on!

That's good!

You gotta hold on to that fury.

Yeah, that's the last thing to go.

That's the final hiding place.

It's the final fig leaf.

Who are you?

Who am I?

Who are you?

Never lost a case.

Why?

Why do you think?

Because you're so fucking good, yeah?

But why?

Because you're my father.

I'm a little more than that, Kevin.

Awfully hot in that courtroom, wasn't it?

What's the game plan, Kevin?

Was a nice run, Kev.

Had to close out someday.

Nobody wins them all.

What are you?

Oh, I have so many names.

Satan.

Call me Dad.

Mary Ann, she knew it.

She knew it.

She knew it so you destroyed her.

You blaming me for Mary Ann?

Oh, I hope you're kidding.

Mary Ann, you could have saved her anytime you liked.

All she wanted was love.

Hey, you were too busy.

That's a lie.

Mary Ann in New York?

Face it, you started looking to better-deal

her the minute you got here.

That's not true.

You don't know what we had.

You don't know anything about it!

Hey, I'm on your side.

You're a liar!

Now, hey, Kevin!

There's nothing out there for you!

Don't be such a fucking chump!

Stop deluding yourself.

I told you to take care of your wife.

What did I say?

The world would understand.

Didn't I say that?

What did you do?

You know what scares me, John?

I leave the case, she gets better,

and then I hate her for it.

Remember?

I know what you did.

You set me up.

Who told you to pull out all the stops on Mr. Gettys?

Who made that choice?

It's entrapment.

You set me up.

And Moyez!

The direction you took!

Popes, swamis, snake handlers, all feeding at the same trough.

Whose ideas were those?

You played me!

It was a test, your test!

And Cullen, knowing he was guilty!

Seeing those pictures.

What do you do?

You put that lying bitch on the stand.

You brought me in.

You put me there!

You made her lie!

I don't do that, Kevin.

That day on the subway, what did I say to you?

What were my words to you?

Maybe it was your time to lose.

You didn't think so.

Lose?

I don't lose!

I win!

I win!

I'm a lawyer!

That's my job!

That's what I do!

I rest my case.

Vanity is definitely my favorite sin.

Kevin, it's so basic.

Self-love, the all-natural opiate.

You know, it's not that you didn't care for Mary Ann, Kevin.

It's just that you were a little bit more

involved with someone else.

Yourself.

You're right.

I did it all.

I let her go.

Oh, don't be too hard on yourself, Kevin.

You wanted something more, believe me.

I-- I left her behind and just kept going.

You cannot keep punishing yourself, Kevin.

It's awesome how far you've come.

I didn't make it easy.

Couldn't.

Not for you.

Or your sister.

Well, half-sister, to be exact.

Surprise.

Some scene, huh, Kevin?

Don't let him scare you, eh?

Kevin, I've had so many children.

I've had so many disappointments,

mistake after mistake.

And then there's you, the two of you.

What do you want from me?

I want you to be yourself.

You know, I'll tell you, boy, guilt is

like a bag of fucking bricks.

All you gotta do, set it down.

Hey, I know what you're going through.

I've been there.

Just come here.

Come here.

Yeah, let it go.

Yeah.

No, I can't do that.

Who are you carrying all those bricks for, anyway?

God?

Is that it?

God?

Well, I tell you, let me give you a little inside information

about God.

God likes to watch.

He's a prankster.

Think about it.

He gives man instincts.

He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does he do?

I swear, for his own amusement, his own private cosmic gag reel,

he sets the rules in opposition.

It's the goof of all time.

Look, but don't touch.

Touch, but don't taste.

Taste, don't swallow.

And while you're jumping from one foot

to the next, what is he doing?

He's laughing his sick fucking ass off.

He's a tight-ass!

He's a sadist!

He's an absentee landlord!

Worship that?

Never.

Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven, is that it?

Why not?

I'm here on the ground with my nose in it

since the whole thing began.

I've nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to have.

I cared about what he wanted, and I never judged him.

Why?

Because I never rejected him.

In spite of all his imperfections, I'm a fan of man!

I'm a humanist.

Maybe the last humanist.

Who in their right mind, Kevin, could possibly deny the 20th

century was entirely mine?

All of it, Kevin!

All of it, mine.

I'm peaking, Kevin.

It's my time now.

It's our time.

Anybody want a drink?

I'm having a drink.

This is some pitch, all this.

You must need me pretty bad.

What do you want?

Well, Eddie was right.

I want you to take over the firm.

You and your sister.

Is that it?

No.

She's ovulating.

Right now.

What?

Your vanity is justified, Kevin.

Your seed is the key to a new future.

Your son is gonna sit at the head of all tables, my boy.

He's gonna set this whole thing free.

You want a child?

I want a family.

The Antichrist.

Uh, whatever.

But I have to volunteer.

Free will, it is a bitch.

Kevin, I need a family.

I need help.

I'm busy.

Millennium's coming, son.

Title fight!

Round 20.

Oh, I'm ready to work.

What do you say, kid?

What are you offering?

We negotiating?

Always.

Yes!

What are you offering?

Everything.

Anything.

What do you want?

How about bliss, for starters?

Instant bliss.

Bliss on tap.

Bliss any way you want it.

How about that first line of cocaine,

that walk into a strange girl's bedroom?

Familiar?

Oh, you're gonna have to do a little better than that.

I know.

I'm just getting warmed up.

You want more, don't you?

You deserve more.

How about the thing you love the most?

Smile from a jury.

Ooh, that cold courtroom just giving itself

over, bending to your strength.

I get that on my own.

Not like this.

I take the bricks out of the briefcase.

I give you pleasure.

No strings!

Freedom, baby, is never having to say you're sorry.

This is revolution, Kevin.

Viva la causa.

♪ It happened in Monterey ♪

♪ A long time ago ♪

Forget about him.

This is about us.

♪ In old Mexico ♪

♪ Stars and steel guitars ♪

♪ And luscious lips as red as wine ♪

Kevin, you don't know how hard it's

been for me to wait for you.

♪ Broke somebody's heart ♪

Why the law?

Cut the shit, Dad.

Why lawyers?

Why the law?

Because the law, my boy, puts us into everything.

It's the ultimate backstage pass.

It's the new priesthood, baby.

Did you know there are more students in law school

than there are lawyers walking the Earth?

We're coming out, guns blazing!

The two of you, all of us, acquittal after acquittal

after acquittal, until the stench of it reaches so high

and far into heaven it chokes the whole fucking lot of them.

In the Bible, you lose.

We're destined to lose, Dad.

Well, consider the source, son.

Besides, we're gonna write our own book.

Chapter one, right here.

This altar, this moment.

Will you stop talking?

You talk too much, both of you.

Kevin, look at me.

Just look at me.

Oh, she is really stunning.

Who am I?

I've wanted you from the moment we met.

Virtue of the devil is in his loins.

What about love?

Overrated.

Biochemically no different than eating

large quantities of chocolate.

Hey.

In two minutes, you won't be thinking about Mary Ann

ever again.

Come here.

She's right, my son.

It's time to step up and take what's yours.

You're right.

It's time.

Free will, right?

No!

No!

No!

No!

Oh, no!

Damn you!

No!

No!

Enough!

Haven't I given enough?

Ah!

It was a nice run, Kev.

Had to close out someday.

Nobody wins 'em all.

What are you doing, baby?

Are you OK?

I am now.

All rise.

The Honorable Judge Garson Deeds presiding.

Please be seated.

You're still under oath, young lady.

Your witness, Mr. Lomax.

Mr. Lomax?

Your Honor, I'm terribly sorry,

but I can no longer represent my client.

I need to be replaced as counsel.

Order.

Order!

Order!

I adjourn this court.

Mr. Lomax, this is outrageous.

Are you aware of the consequences of this action?

I am, sir.

I want to see both attorneys in my chambers immediately.

I'm going to adjourn this trial until 9:00 AM tomorrow morning.

I trusted you to defend me and you swore you would, Lomax.

You'll burn for this!

You just made the biggest mistake of your life.

Baby, what are you doing?

The right thing.

I think the right thing.

Oh, here they are.

Are you gonna be disbarred?

I don't know.

Hey, Kevin, how does it feel to lose your first case?

No comment.

Hey, come on.

It ain't fair to talk to him all at once.

8 o'clock tomorrow morning, press conference, right?

You hear? He ain't gonna talk to you now.

8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Neil. Kevin--

That's it, that's it.

...This story, this is the one, pal.

This is the one you dream about.

There is no story.

Bullshit!

A lawyer with a crisis of conscience?

You gotta be kidding me.

It's huge.

They're gonna disbar me, Larry.

Write about that.

Wait a second.

Can they do that?

Not when I get through with the story.

We gotta talk, Kevin.

You gotta give me an exclusive.

This is wire service.

This is 60 Minutes.

This is a story that needs to be told.

It's you.

You're a star.

Ah.

Baby.

Call me in the morning.

You got it.

First thing.

Bye, Larry.

Vanity, definitely my favorite sin.

♪ I see a red door and I want it painted black ♪

♪ No colors anymore, I want them to turn black ♪

♪ I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes ♪

♪ I have to turn my head until my darkness goes ♪

♪ I see a line of cars, and they're all painted black ♪

♪ With flowers and my love, both never to come back ♪

♪ I see people turn their heads and quickly look away ♪

♪ Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day ♪

♪ I look inside myself and see my heart is black ♪

♪ I see my red door, I must have it painted black ♪

♪ Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts ♪

♪ It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black ♪

♪ No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue ♪

♪ I could not foresee this thing happening to you ♪

♪ If I look hard enough into the setting sun ♪

♪ My love will laugh with me before the morning comes ♪

♪ I see a red door and I want it painted black ♪

♪ No colors anymore, I want them to turn black ♪

♪ I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes ♪

♪ I have to turn my head until my darkness goes ♪

♪ I want to see it painted, painted black ♪

♪ Black as night, black as coal ♪

♪ I want to see the sun blotted out from the sky ♪

♪ I want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black ♪

♪ Yeah ♪