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As of this morning, I've signed on with Mackenzie Brackman for a two -month

period, during which time I will perform the duties as head of litigation and

assure that clients' needs are met, and I'm much better than this guy, Your

Honor.

Administrative notes.

Effective today, Lela Mackenzie returns as senior partner. I'm the executive

managing partner, Roxanne Millman, executive office administrator.

New stationery will be out today bearing our new firm name, Mackenzie Brackman

Chaney and Becker.

Fear of intimacy.

If anything, I want too much intimacy.

Arnold, intimacy is the last thing you want.

I don't need to listen to this.

You ever

stop and think maybe he doesn't need everybody pouncing on him, telling him

get better? You ever stop and think about that for a single second? Get some

help, okay? Oh, yeah, right. It's me. It's always me. Well, let me tell you

something, Victor. It's you.

Victor's gone away?

Michael's going away.

Benny, I know it hurts. You don't know. You don't know.

You can't just walk away from people who are trying to help you.

It's still not too late to accept the plea. Second degree, you probably get

Could be out on parole in 12.

But I didn't kill him. Suzanne, you repeatedly threatened to kill him.

Fibers found on your clothing place you at the scene.

Their case is going pretty well so far, and we don't know what we can do for

you. You can stand up there and tell those people how much I loved Michael.

can tell them how I cherished his life more than I do my own, how it would be

inconceivable for me to have committed such a crime.

He was the reason for my being. Make them understand that.

See, that kind of talk does not help us, especially since they're portraying you

as obsessed.

Michael Walker was an angel worthy of any obsession or delusion.

I didn't kill him.

The plea is rejected.

You get me an acquittal.

Let's move it. We have a busy day.

First and foremost, people versus Hamill. How goes it, Jack? Lousy.

Police detective traced her to the scene. We couldn't shake him. Widow

today. We also lost our expert shrink.

Again? None of them will say unequivocally that she's incapable of

Oh, I wonder why. I don't believe we agreed to defend her. We agreed to

her because this is an extremely high -profile case. It's every bit as big as

the Ricky Davis trial. And our being involved puts it out there that

Brackman is still a firm for the big cases. And I'm also not positive that

guilty. Oh, come on. You've got to be kidding. Come on. She may be crazy, but

the evidence is still circumstantial.

Excellent, Benny.

You've been doing an excellent job since your return.

Keep up the good work.

Next up, in -ray arbitrator Leland McKenzie. What's this? I've agreed to

some arbitrations.

I'll probably try two, three matters a month. I start today with a gospel

who's suing the Hawks. For what? Well, he contracted to sing the national

before a playoff game, and they evidently reneged him. There.

Coming to me for justice.

As well they might.

Lastly, with the exodus of two partners and an associate, we are looking to hire

another body. Any candidates, let us know. Again, Jack and continued good

That's all. We're adjourned. She is an innocent.

You're so jaded. All right.

And, sir, could you tell us what you saw when you entered the rec room that

night? I observed 14 of our senior citizen residents dancing.

They were not clothed.

What else did you see, Mr. Mueller?

Frogs. Frogs? Well, it was subsequently brought to my attention that they were

toads. They were hopping all over the room. The defendant had one of the

ones in his hand.

And did you see the defendant doing anything with this toad?

Yes. I saw him lick it repeatedly.

Do you have any idea why the defendant was licking this toad?

Certainly not.

Your Honor, I offer the parties stipulation that these were cane toads.

I also offer the signed declaration of James Illich, Assistant Commissioner of

the Drug Enforcement Administration, indicating that the cane toad produces a

toxin called bufotinin, which is an illegal hallucinogen, and that when

these creatures can effect a mind -altering euphoria. It's so prevalent in

Australia that the government recently had to classify toad slime as an illegal

substance under its Drug Misuse Act.

Anything else, Miss Maynard?

No, Your Honor. That's all I have.

You didn't see my client dispense these amphibians to the other people, did you?

No. And you didn't see any of the other senior citizens do any licking, did you?

No, but they were experiencing some form of euphoria.

Is it your testimony that it would be impossible for the residents of your

to be happy without drug enhancement?

That is not my testimony.

Thank you, that's all.

And ma 'am, could you tell the court, when did you first discover that your

husband was having an affair with the defendant?

Last summer, I received a videotape in the mail sent by her. A videotape of

what? Of her and Michael making love.

And what did you do?

I confronted my husband.

He said it had been going on for a couple of years, and, well, he admitted

And then what happened?

We both cried a lot.

We went into counseling to try to save our marriage, and he told her that the

affair was over. Move to strike, hearsay.

Overruled. And ma 'am, to your knowledge, what happened after your

off his relationship with the defendant?

First she started calling, and if I'd answer, she'd say that Michael belonged

her, that it was their destiny that they'd be together.

And if Michael answered, she'd threaten to kill him.

And then she started showing up. At your home? On the street. She'd park her car

across the street from our house and just sit there and watch.

Sometimes she'd stay all night. I'd get up to go to the bathroom and I'd look

outside and see her red car.

Did you notify the police?

Yes, but they said they couldn't do anything because she was parked on a

way. They finally gave her a warning after the doll came.

What doll?

She sent a doll to our house with a picture of my husband pasted on the face

part.

There was an ice pick sticking through the head and a note attached saying,

Dearest Michael, thinking of you. Love, Suzanne.

Were you afraid of this woman?

Yes, of course we were afraid. We were scared to death.

We had no idea what she might do.

Okay, ma 'am, now turning your attention to the night of January 22, 1990, could

you please tell the court what happened?

I went to bed around 10 o 'clock.

Michael said he had work to do in his office, that he'd be up late.

I was asleep when the gunshot woke me.

And I ran down the stairs.

And he was on the floor.

Your husband?

Yes.

There was a hole in his head.

And there was blood everywhere.

And Corey, our son Corey, was coming down the steps, and I tried to stop him.

didn't want him to see his father like that.

Ma 'am, did you see what happened that night?

I didn't see what happened, but when Corey told me that he saw the red car...

Objection! Mrs. Walker, only tell us what you saw and what you know.

Well, we know. We all know that she murdered Michael.

Move to strike, Your Honor. Sustained. The jury will disregard that last

statement. I have nothing further.

We will let the witness collect herself.

Defense can begin cross -examination tomorrow.

I've been waylaid.

That's what they've done. Uh, this contract, Your Honor, obligates the

their parent ownership to allow my client to perform the national anthem

the game. See, we had no idea at the time of the deal as to how he would sing

it. Mr. Miller, you're a blues singer.

And jazz, and gospel, and good.

Yes, well, since you weren't even being paid for this performance, can you tell

me how you were harmed by not being allowed to sing?

Because it's an insult.

They say I sing unpatriotic.

That's it? You simply feel insulted?

Come here.

Let's talk.

Come on.

You see, I ain't educated.

My face ain't pretty.

I got two things, a big, big voice and my image.

Now, when they tell me I think un -American, they take away my image.

That leaves me with just a voice, which no one want to hear no more because I

ain't got no image.

It's a catch -20.

Make a pardon?

Catch 22.

Basically, Your Honor, this was the first playoff game. There was

exposure. It was broadcast on cable.

He was not only denied the economic benefit of that exposure, but to be

unbefitting to sing the national anthem, it tarnished him. I think we offered to

let him perform it. Only if I lip -sync it. So many performers lip -sync

national anthems. The Walkman don't. Mr. Wayne?

This contract is enforceable on its face.

You have your client here tomorrow.

I want to hear from him why Womp Man shouldn't sing live.

That's all.

We should have renewed our objection to the doll.

Prior bad acts, prejudicial. No, he just would have overruled us again. We would

have looked desperate to the jury.

Which we are. We've got no alibi, no physical evidence.

We can't even come up with a decent character witness.

You know, we have to give him another suspect.

Show the jury it could have been somebody else.

Who? I don't know.

The wife.

Oh. She was in the house. She certainly had opportunity.

She had to be upset about the affair. We can scratch out motive.

All right. I don't like it any more than you do, but we have to do what we can,

even if it means... Come on, Jack. There's a difference between a zealous

defense and assassinating the character of an innocent person. Do you know for a

fact that the wife didn't do it? She just lost her husband, for God's sake.

are you going to stand up in court and accuse her?

We have to do whatever we can to get Suzanne Hamlin acquittal.

Now, I think we would come off more sympathetic if you do it.

Oh, no.

No. This was your idea. You do it. We do it, Ann. Us.

I'll lead the charge.

But if we go this route, we have to be together.

Well, then, Mr. Meade, what was going on in the rec room that night?

We were just dancing.

It got hot, so we just decided to take our clothes off, that's all.

Because of the heat.

Were you licking toads?

Absolutely not.

Mr. Mueller says he saw you.

I was holding Cicero.

That's my toad.

And he was a little anxious because of all the excitement, so I gave him a

little kiss and told him to relax.

I never licked him.

Thank you, that's all.

You were very upset when the home banned alcoholic beverages last January,

weren't you, Mr. Mead? Well, I filed a complaint. Yes, I did.

And when they refused to budge, you switched from bourbon to the cane toad

desperate means of getting a buzz.

That's ridiculous.

They're my loving pets.

Then why did you abuse them?

What? Mr. Mueller, as well as two of the floor orderlies, state that you would

often yell at them.

Sometimes they're little rascals. Oh, come on, Mr. Meade.

The toad will secrete more toxins when it's threatened. You antagonize them so

that you can get a bigger rush.

Well, I'm shocked.

I'm just an old man looking for a little companionship, any place I can get it.

My God, they limit our visitation, they tell us what to eat, they take all our

money.

Now they want to take my toes. My little green friends.

Your Honor, I need a moment.

You ready?

Ready as I'm ever going to be, I guess.

Counsel, let's go.

Okay, Mrs. Walker, we've got a lot of ground to cover here, so I'm just going

get right to it. First off, you never saw my client at your house during the

night of the murder, did you?

I didn't actually see her, but I... No, you didn't. And since her relationship

with your husband was over, I'd like you to tell us how it could be that she

could enter your house with no struggle, or even so much as an argument.

Objection! She has no foundation... Your Honor, this woman boldly shouted out

her conclusion that she knew my client did it. I'm sure that we are all

interested in the reasons underlying that conclusion.

The witness will answer the question.

I don't know how she got in.

Perhaps she was never there.

Objection! You said, ma 'am, that when you learned of the affair, you

your husband and he terminated the relationship with Miss Hamill. Yeah.

Well, it wasn't as simple as that, was it?

In fact, your husband continued to see her for another month. On top of that,

continued to lie to you. Isn't that right?

He was trying to break it off during that month, but she wouldn't let him go.

That's what he told you when you caught him again?

Yeah. How'd it make you feel, Mrs. Walker?

To learn that he'd been sleeping with another woman for two years.

To watch it on videotape. And then after catching him once and hearing his cries

of contrition, to find out he was doing it again.

Objection! This has no relevance. It has relevance, Your Honor. It's loaded with

relevance. The defense will show.

This woman murdered Michael Walker. Oh, this is ridiculous.

Not so ridiculous.

Are you telling me that the police did not consider her a suspect?

Objection! Mr. Sollers, don't address the district attorney.

Sorry, Your Honor, let me address her.

The police took your fingerprints and asked you to submit to a polygraph test.

Did they not?

Mr. Sollers, get up here right now.

Knock it off.

If you have facts, raise your facts.

But you will not use the mere existence of police questions to confer guilt on

this witness.

Step back.

You told your marriage counselor you didn't think you'd ever get by your

for your husband, did you not?

Objection! This is doctor -patient privilege. She can waive the privilege,

are you afraid she's going to spill all your dirty little secrets? I object to

this blatant intimidation. Well, excuse my rudeness, but I have an innocent

client being charged with a murder that this woman committed.

That's enough. Stop it. You're currently under psychiatric care right now, are

you not?

Yes. You discuss your hatred for your husband with this doctor, too?

I never hated my husband. This is doctor -patient privilege. Your questions are

out of line.

It was perfect for you, wasn't it, Jeanette? You had my client making these

public threats. She was known to be a kook.

You could get revenge in your own house.

Everyone would still suspect her.

Objection! That's sick!

The adulterous bastard dies, and the wacko slut goes to jail.

Two birds, huh, Jeanette?

That is enough.

That's all I have.

For now.

Obviously, the grieving widow has a lot to hide. We've said from the beginning

this case wasn't as simple as the police were saying. Now you're beginning to

see why.

What's in those psychiatric reports on the wives? We'll never know, maybe,

because of the privilege, but we're going to do what we can to flush out all

dark secrets and expose the truth. No further comments this time.

Okay, we dropped the accusation bomb. Now what? Now what?

Now we let it tick.

Meantime, we concentrate on what they're missing.

No murder weapon. No real eyewitness.

The fact that they didn't call the kid shows they know his testimony is shaky.

Fibers. The fibers, the repeated threats that you'd kill him, and the overall

assumption that you're a psychotic. That's their case.

Unfortunately, the only thing we have to counter all that is you.

I'm going to testify?

I don't think we have any choice. Do you?

No. All right, now listen to me.

You are under obligation to speak the truth up there.

Is your truth going to incriminate you?

Of course not.

My God, I loved Michael. I'll make them see that.

Yeah, Suzanne, as fond as you are of your obsession, you're going to have to

play that down.

Distraught is great.

Erratic is even okay, but obsessed or possessed, and we've lost.

I understand completely.

You just try to be as honest and as real as you can.

If you explode up there, you're looking at conviction.

If you stay cold and unemotional, you're looking at a conviction.

I want to see vulnerability in a woman who threatened to castrate her lover and

shellac his testicles. I want to feel empathy with a woman who could run an

pick through a doll of a person's likeness.

I want to feel compassion for a woman who would make a videotape of herself

making love to a man and then send that tape to the man's wife.

You beginning to appreciate the enormous challenge that lies ahead of you?

Yes. If not, you tell me. You tell me right now.

I think we can still plead second degree.

I'm ready to testify.

I'm anxious for them to know me.

Okay, Miss Hamill.

This trial is now in your hands.

This country's incredibly sensitized right now when it comes to patriotism.

A bastardized version of the national anthem can have real corporate

consequences. Oh, come on.

Ask the Padres.

What's wrong with Mr. Miller's version?

It's extremely undisciplined. He also has a slight saliva problem.

Hmm? What do you mean? Let's just say bombs aren't the only thing bursting

through the air when he sings.

There's a little moisture on the S words. Otherwise, this is not a factor.

what about the free -ah?

Objection. The what?

The word free.

He makes it sound like a four -syllable word. Then he goes up into an octave

that could bring rain, which the people in the loggias will think he's doing

anyway because of all the spit.

He is, though. Now, can't you modify your pitch a little on free?

It's my best note.

It distorts the song. What do you know? It's good music. All right, now look.

I don't know whether your interpretation is un -American or what.

I just want to hear it.

Tomorrow, you sing.

I can't sing it in here. I need better acoustics.

All right, we'll do it in the conference room. 11 o 'clock tomorrow.

Everybody be here. Fine. Bring your umbrellas. Oh, that's enough.

I'm an American. I'm an American, my

ass.

How's it going?

Good.

Name's Elliot Miller.

My friends call me Womp Man.

Benny Stolwitz.

Nice to meet you, Benny.

How you doing?

I'm depressed.

Oh, you mean you got the blues?

What do you mean? The blues.

That's what you got.

That's what I sing.

You sing?

Anytime, anyplace, my friend.

And it ain't unpatriotic, I tell you that.

Can I hear you sing?

Look, man, I'm mired in controversy right now. And I don't do so good when

distracted.

But I tell you what.

When I'm through with my ordeal, I have a little something for you.

How about that?

Okay. Okay.

They say I spit.

They don't know spit. I sure even spit.

I don't deny making the threats.

I was a desperate woman doing anything to cling to this relationship.

But, Miss Hamill, threatening to kill somebody, that goes beyond desperate.

I know. I was acting crazy.

I sent the doll.

I was a total wreck.

doing everything I could to break up their marriage.

But at the heart of all of it was love.

I loved him.

And the reason I couldn't let him go was because I knew he loved me too.

If he loved you, why did he leave you?

That's just it. He never left me.

He didn't leave you?

Well, he tried to.

We did break up. He did vow never to see me again.

But then we'd get together, whether it was to fight or to try to resolve it as

friends. Or for him to tell me to stop harassing him.

Whatever the pretext of our meeting, it would always end the same way.

And how was that?

We would make love.

So it's your testimony that Michael Walker did not, in fact, leave you. It

testimony that he left many times, but it always proved to be temporary.

Meaning what?

Meaning that on the afternoon of Michael's murder, I did go to his house.

And we made love again.

Settle down.

The day that he was killed, you two had intercourse? For over two and a half

hours.

And what happened after this session? He told me it had to stop.

And I said, I know.

I know.

But both of us knew it wouldn't. As long as we continued to find ourselves in

the same room.

It would never stop.

And when you left him that day, was he alive?

Barely.

All right.

And Miss Hamill, did you go back again that night?

No, I did not.

Thank you.

I have nothing further.

Any witnesses who saw you at the house that afternoon?

It was an illicit affair, Mr. Blake. We were careful not to be witnessed.

Miss Hamill, you expect us to believe that while you were threatening to carve

this man up, to puncture his heart with an ice pick, that he would respond by

making love to you? I think he saw my threats for what they were, Mr. Blake.

Emotional cries for help. I think he was flattered by how utterly dependent I

was on him. Move to strike that.

All right.

You sent a mutilated doll to his house. You told him, told him flat out that you

would murder him if he didn't... And maybe I would have, Mr. Blake.

God knows I was crazy enough at the time. Maybe I would have killed him.

But I didn't.

Because somebody else beat me to it.

Courtroom sat motionless, riveted by Suzanne Hamill's testimony.

Even Prosecutor Anthony Blake seemed mesmerized by the defendant's account.

I swear to God, Stuart, as I listened to her, I started to believe.

Maybe she is innocent.

Oh, come on, honey. If she made love with the guy that afternoon, why didn't

wait until she got on the stand to tell you about it?

She said she was scared to admit to anybody she was in the house the day of

murder. She thought it would make her look more guilty.

Next, the district attorney then surprised everyone by announcing his

to call the boy, Corey Walker, to the stand.

They're putting a kid on the stand.

They have to now. He's the only one they have to contradict Suzanne.

Boy, once in my life I would like to try a case like this. Just once.

Gary, you start out thinking about guilt and innocence, right and wrong.

But with the press and the media, suddenly the only thing that matters is

you win.

A person is murdered, a woman is widowed, a little boy has to face the

a trial.

Last night I'm praying, dear God, let me win.

Just let me win.

Chester, I'd like to plead this out. I think I can chop it down to misdemeanor

possession, no jail. I'm innocent.

You are not innocent.

You were lying up there on the stand. You don't raise these things as pets,

the jury knows it.

Did they get one witness to testify against me?

None of the residents came forward. Because they all adore you.

Let them convict.

I'll appeal it all the way to the Supreme Court.

Look at me.

You're on the toad right now, aren't you?

What are you talking about?

You stay still.

What the hell are you doing? Now, quit that.

That's illegal search and seizure. Fourth Amendment.

I don't know how he got in there. This is a drug. It may have legs, it may be

cute, but it could make you sick. It could even kill you.

Damn it!

I can get you into a program, and I can get you off with a probationary slap,

but I can't help you unless you want to be helped.

This isn't funny anymore, do you hear me?

I'm going to get the DA, and I'm going to cut the deal.

I heard the noise from the gun. It woke me up.

Then I heard my mother run by my room, going downstairs.

And what did you do then?

I got up, I ran to the window, and I saw the red car. It was driving away.

And, Corey, had you ever seen this car before?

Yes.

It was her car.

I'd seen her in it a lot when she'd park across the street.

And you're sure that this is the same car that you saw that night?

Yes. And, Corey, what did you do after you saw the car?

I ran downstairs and I saw my mother and my father.

Now, how much time elapsed between the time you heard the gunshot and the time

you heard your mother run by your room and head downstairs?

Maybe a few seconds.

And between the time of the shot and the time you heard your mother run down the

stairs, did you hear anybody run up the stairs?

No. Thank you.

I have nothing further.

Okay, Corey.

You said you heard this big bang, and then you heard your mother running down

the stairs. Did you hear anything else? Any screams?

No. You heard nothing else except the gun and your mother in the hallway. Is

that right?

Yes. Well, then I'm curious.

Why'd you run to the window?

You're hearing things in the house.

You ran to the window.

Well, I heard the car, too.

Son, I just asked you if you heard anything else, and you said no.

Now, did you forget that you heard the car, or did you just forget to say that

you heard the car?

Objection. Withdrawn.

According to the police report, you gave them a partial reading of a license

plate.

5L3. You told them that the license plate, the first three numbers were 5L3.

that right?

Yes. For the record, my client's license plate number is 5L3TPE.

Now, the survey of your house... indicates that it's about 60 feet from

window to the driveway where you saw the car. Would that be about right?

I guess.

Okay. Now, I'm going to hold up a license plate, and I want you to read it

us.

Oh.

Would you take off your glasses, please?

Objection! You told the police that you leave your glasses on the dresser,

right? Yes. And you ran right to the window from the bed, so you didn't have

mine, did you?

No. Okay.

Would you take them off now, please?

Remove your glasses, son.

Okay, read this for me, Corey.

I'm only 30 feet away, sitting in a lighted room.

You could read a license plate from 60 feet in the dark that night.

Go on.

Can't read again.

No.

You can put your glasses on now, son.

You didn't see any car that night. As a matter of fact, you memorized my

client's license plate because you'd seen her parked across the street so

times before. This is argumentative. Mr. Saunders, ask questions.

Okay.

My question.

Corey, are you trying to protect your mother?

No.

Okay, son.

Okay.

The flag was still there Oh, say does

that star -spangled banner yet wave

ladies and gentlemen but suzanne hamill's not being charged with making

she's up on murder and for murder there's no evidence no gun no witnesses

cory walker who claims that he picked off that license plate in the dark at 60

feet when we all know we all saw that he doesn't have the eyesight to

substantiate that and the fact that the district attorney didn't even include

cory as part of his principal case tells you something about his credibility the

fibers Well, Suzanne Hamill was in that house that very day making love on the

carpet, so of course fibers were found on her clothing.

And think about this.

Through all the threats, all the harassment, Michael Walker never pressed

charges. He never even sought a restraining order to keep her away

Suzanne Hamill told us, he didn't really want her to go away.

What we have here, ladies and gentlemen, is definitely a crime of extraordinary

passion. Suzanne Hamill sits before you today, very much guilty of the passion.

Michael Walker had the passion.

As for the crime, that belongs to Jeanette.

She looked at her husband on the videotape. Two years this had been going

heard of her anger and her hatred.

Doctor -patient privilege prevents us from knowing the true scope of that

hatred. But when he went back...

When Michael Walker went back to the love of this woman, when it became clear

that he couldn't escape his own passions, Jeanette couldn't cope.

And she probably knew, maybe from the trace of Suzanne's perfume in the air,

maybe from a fleeting look on Michael's face, she probably knew what went on in

her house that very afternoon. But for two and a half hours...

Michael Walker had made passionate, uncontrollable love to Suzanne Hamill.

And that was never going to happen again.

Oh, no, ladies and gentlemen.

Jeanette was going to make sure that that would never happen again.

The defendant.

Threatened to chop the victim up into pieces.

Vowed she would kill him.

I don't think I have to take up your valuable time getting you to believe

sitting here is a mentally deranged human being.

There were no witnesses to support this concoction that she was with the victim

making love the afternoon of his murder.

No witnesses to support her claim that she was home alone the night of the

murder. And what about the gun?

Jeanette Walker never left the scene.

If she had been the shooter, then we would have found the gun or the gloves

had to have used because there was no gunpowder residue on her hands.

Come on, ladies and gentlemen.

Here we have...

a woman with no criminal or psychiatric history.

And here we have a borderline psychotic, self -admittedly obsessed with the

victim, who repeatedly claimed she would kill him, who sent a doll to his house

with an ice pick stabbed through it.

Round of applause for her performance on the stand. Bigger round of applause for

her lawyers.

But let's get this person locked up, please, before she develops a crush on

one of us.

I've got nothing against accepting your plea, Counsel, but I'm not going to do

anything in the absence of your client as well as the DA.

My client will be here, Your Honor. He's been very prompt for all his court

appointments. That's for the DA. He won't be prompt today, Miss Lamb.

I'm afraid Mr. Mead won't be appearing.

What are you talking about?

He's in the hospital, officer.

He was found in his room unconscious an hour ago.

Next to him on the floor, the police found this.

What is that?

These dentures have been identified as belonging to the defendant.

Obviously, Mr. Meade bit his toad, probably looking to get a bigger

It was almost fatal.

I begged him to get help.

Your Honor, given the severity of this problem, the people can only agree to

probation, conditioned upon Mr. Meade entering rehab.

Well, I have no objection to that.

All right, so ordered.

Is he all right? He's stabilized.

The doctors say he'll make it.

No such luck for the toad.

You hear anything?

Just that they stayed in till 2 a .m. last night before breaking.

They've got to be close.

Wish I knew what that means.

As far as I know, the deliberations are continuing. I know just as much as you

do.

No comment.

I have no comment right now. All any of us can do is wait. How long do they

usually take?

Well, you never know. This one's close, but it could be any minute.

I don't think they believed the boy, do you? I don't know.

We tripped him up, but he didn't really come off as dishonest.

No, he's a good boy.

Has his father's eyes, you know.

Something about him. I was watching him as he testified.

He doesn't belong with that woman.

Excuse me? His mother.

The connection wasn't there at all.

I bet Michael would prefer he be with me.

Well, I'm not saying he will be with me, Anne.

I'm just saying... I felt some sort of... destiny

there.

Reminded me of Michael.

Jury's back. Let's go.

Mr. Foreman, has the jury reached its verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

What say you?

In the matter of the people versus Suzanne Hamill on the charge of first

murder, we find the defendant not guilty.

All right.

All right, settle down.

Members of the jury, your service is completed. You are dismissed.

The defendant is free to go.

We're adjourned.

Wait, Jeanette, wait.

Suzanne was talking about Corey in a way.

I think there might be some danger. What are you talking about? She was rambling

a little bit about Corey and destiny.

It might not mean anything. I don't know.

Mrs. Walker, can we have your reaction?

Mrs.

Walker, were you shocked by the verdict?

I must say, Mr. Hardin, except for the occasional precipitation, I quite

Mr. Miller's performance.

And I'm curious as to what you found offensive.

Oh, I personally don't think it's offensive. I'm just worried about

-outs on our telecasts. Which sponsors would be offended?

Oh, I don't think the sponsors would be offended.

It's just they're afraid that people out there, they might be offended.

Ah, I see.

And you'd rather cater to an unreasonable intolerance than stand

believe to be reasonable content.

Well, we have to be concerned with the sensibilities of the American public.

today's... You sound like a network executive.

I object to that. I'm certainly enlightened enough to appreciate the

content of Mr. Miller's rendition. But Joe and Jane American aren't going to

look at it that way.

Well, I don't think Joe and Jane American would appreciate the continued

assumption by you and people like you that you're more enlightened than they

are. I don't think Joe and Jane would appreciate you deciding what's

for them and what's not. Oh.

So if he wants to swear or use the Lord's name in vain... Oh, this isn't

profanity. This is about you controlling expression.

And that's totally inconsistent with the song you hired him to sing.

I'm ordering judgment in the amount of $35 ,000.

Try to do something about that spit, will you?

Well...

Here's to the winners.

We called the police.

They won't do anything.

She didn't make any overt threats.

I just feel so helpless.

There's nothing more you can do, honey.

You've already violated attorney -client privilege as it is. We just put a

psychotic killer back on the streets.

I'm not gonna lose any sleep over attorney -client privilege.

Okay.

I was raised up on Jimmy Reed.

Cornbread, collard greens, and black -hot peas. Took my first bath

in muddy water.

All of you mamas better watch your daughters.

I'm a blues man.

I'm a blues man.

Yes.

With that real blues.

I'm Ann Kelsey, the attorney handling the case.

Ann Kelsey, attorney. You might want to hold off, counsel. Let me through,

please.

The victim, Suzanne Hamill, appears to have two bullet wounds, both frontal.

One in the forehead, one in the abdomen.

Bill, the lawyer's here.

Where are they?

In there.

Let her in.

Close the doors, please.

What happened?

You agree to be our lawyer now, right?

This is privileged.

Yeah.

What happened?

I called her.

Told her to come over.

And when she came in, I shot her.

I was afraid she'd get us.

He said there was danger.

Did you know that he called her?

No.

Where did you get the gun?

I bought it from a kid at school.

I... Should I die?

Yeah, honey, go ahead.

I used it to kill Dad.

I didn't know, Miss Kelsey.

He just told me.

Evidently, she was here that afternoon and Corey saw them.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

I just got my own client killed.

What are we going to do?