All language subtitles for L.A. Law - S07E10 - Spanky and the Art Gang

Previously on L .A. Law. Roger Beekman
is out front.

We shared a cell at County.

I told him to look me up when he was
released.

I listened to this tape.

The story you tell is touching.

It even bears a remarkable resemblance
to my own adolescence.

Two men who share a six -by -nine room
have no secrets.

Roger disappeared.

Now I'll never see how my life story
ends.

Do you notice since we started dating,
no weird gifts, no midnight hang -ups on

the phone?

You're too smart, Gwen.

You're right.

It was me all along.

I, um, took a home pregnancy test.

We're gonna have a baby.

We're gonna have a baby.

Not long ago, I had to raise capital and
take on a silent partner.

You're referring to Eric Shuler? Have
you met my husband, Mr. Beckham? No, ma

'am. Where is Shuler? Right under your
nose.

What's for breakfast?

Depends on what you're making.

How does this thing work?

Um, actually, I don't know. I use it
mostly as a clothes rack.

So, how do you stay toned?

Got high metabolism.

I worry a lot in chase after Lucy.

She's still sleeping.

Come on.

Show me how this contraption works.

What part of your body do you want to
concentrate on first?

Boobs.

You mean pecs.

Daniel.

Yeah? My life is finally making sense.

Mentally and physically I am approaching
my peak.

Me too.

Going to law school.

Being with you, having Lucy in my life,
I couldn't be happier.

That's good, Gwen.

What are we talking?

Working out.

Let's go for the run.

Time's a -wasting, colleagues. There's
much to be discussed.

Let's get started.

First up, people versus Emery Lewis and
Gary Stubb. I'm assisting Tommy Mullaney

in prosecuting Stewart's attackers.

What? What's going on?

Why is this table so sticky?

It seems to have affected this finish.

Real bargain on the cleaning crew,
Douglas.

Holy cow.

What a mess.

Tempest Fugit pressing ahead? I'm afraid
to ask.

People versus Claudia Von Ralt, a .k .a.
Mistress Vina. Our client is facing a

rap for involuntary manslaughter and the
wrongful death of Eric Shuler. I

thought Ben Flicker was charged with
that crime. Had been until the police

investigation revealed that Shuler
actually died during a B &D session.

Mackenzie Brackman defending a bondage
and discipline dominatrix? Not while I'm

drawing breath. Douglas, no one is more
aware than yours truly that image is

everything. But this case and its
ramifications could affect our firm. Ben

Flicker, Worldwide Studios.

I've been with us every step of the way,
Ace.

Lead counsel.

Yeah, son of a... Move along, Douglas.

City of Santa Monica joined by the NAACP
as amicus versus Alan Ajamian. Judge

Wishburn is... is hearing the city's
emergency application to remove a statue

Martin Luther King from Mr. Ajamian's
building.

Yeah, I saw a picture of that statue.

It was a little too reminiscent of a
lawn jockey for my taste. Why are you

defending him? The right to expression
should be at the heart of any free

society. Wait, so you don't think he's
perpetuating a racist stereotype?

I find the statue offensive.

You won't feel like a token black
defending someone? I have to interrupt.

Alan Ajamian is a long -time client.

When this controversy arose, Jonathan
approached me about this case feeling

strongly that he was the only attorney
at this firm who could walk into

and not be called racist. I wouldn't
have it. No, no, no. I admire Jonathan's

ability to put aside all personal
conflicts in pursuit of the greater

No one has anything to add?

Readings adjourned.

Table is finished.

Roxanne, it's about time.

I don't work for you, Douglas.

Uh, does that give you the right to
traipse in here 47 minutes late?

Arnie knew I had a doctor's appointment.
Are you ill?

No. Well, then you haven't any excuse.

What did I say?

Mr.

Baker, you represent Santa Monica in
this suit.

Describe your 1 % public art program.

The ordinance was conceived to foster a
partnership between developers and City

Hall. Approvals for new structures
depend upon 1 % of building costs being

allocated for major works of art. Does
the ordinance specify subject matter or

medium? No, that's left up to the
developer. However, the preamble states

the art should enhance our urban
landscape.

In your judgment, as chairperson of the
arts program, has the statue

commissioned by Mr. Jamien enhanced...
The urban landscape?

Absolutely not. There have been
demonstrations.

Rocks and bottles thrown, windows
broken, not to mention continued threats

violence. Have you been forced to take
action?

Yes. The chief of police assigned
officers to patrol Mr. Ajamian's

Why protect the statue at all?

We're on notice.

If the demonstration escalates or if
something happens, in my opinion, Mr.

Ajamian would sue the city in a second.

Your witness.

Mr. Baker, there's a mural.

on 4th Street that has the likeness of
Louis Farrakhan. That mural was not part

of our program.

Yes, but nevertheless, a picture of Mr.
Farrakhan might offend some of your

Jewish citizens.

We want art to contribute to the
community, not disrupt and destroy.

And the connoisseurs at City Hall will
tell us which art contributes and which

does not.

Objection, Your Honor. Argumentative.

Sustained. Anything further?

No. Counsel, I have chosen to make this
a closed hearing.

However, I was unable to clear more
court time until 9 tomorrow.

Until then, in light of the rowdy crowds
which continue gathering outside Mr.

Jamien's building, I urge you to meet in
private. Try reaching an accord that's

acceptable on all sides. Before it's too
late and there's real trouble.

We're adjourned.

Claudia copped a reckless endangerment.
Prosecutor won't go for that. What's the

plan? Barney, relax. We'll see how it
unfolds. The judge could suspend Fenton

Claudia pleads to assault with a deadly
weapon and agrees to hang up her grip.

Fenton.

Attending this trial is a lousy idea.

No, Rischke, I'd have to protect my
interests.

Besides, I've been cleared of
obstructing justice.

We all would have been better off if you
hadn't hidden Shuler's body in your ice

rink. What would you have done? I was
staring down the barrel of a major

at the shareholders' meeting. I had to
try keeping my partner's current affair

out of the hard copy. Yeah, I know. Only
your conscience got the better of you.

Plus, there's no such thing as bad
publicity.

Say cheese.

You're smiling now, Ben. This may be
your last picture.

To you, Eric Schiller was a business
partner. To me, he was a life partner.

I've lost my husband.

You don't think I'm sensitive to your
situation?

I took the law into my own hands, hoping
to spare you the humiliation of

discovering the cause of Eric's death.
This wasn't a personal favor, Ben.

You've been buying time, trying to keep
things quiet until after Worldwide's

annual stockholders' meeting.

If Claudia's here, I suggest Ben leave
and the rest of us retreat to opposite

corners, otherwise there will be a scene
we'll all regret.

Ben.

All right, I'm going, I'm going.

Hello, Arnie. I'm Daniel.

Claudia. So, you're the one who killed
my husband.

For a whore.

You disguise your sickness well.

See you inside, Beatrice.

I offender.

Don't you offender me.

Where in the living Hades have you been?
We had an agreement.

A man's word is his bond.

I've been writing. My book?

Our book. Whatever.

I'm almost finished.

Roger, you don't know what a relief this
is. All these weeks, my stomach's been

in knots.

Here, I know.

I heard you in the stall.

You need more brand.

Roger, I must say, you're looking rather
respectable.

Thanks to you for giving me your
father's old suit. That was nothing.

Well, not nothing. After all, you are
wearing 100 % wool.

Worth $900 when you correct for
inflation.

These clothes have proven invaluable.

Influenced my storytelling by helping me
think like a brat man.

Roger, you're a far cry from the ex -con
who shuffled into these offices almost

a month ago and began writing my book.
Our book? Whatever.

The manuscript.

Only two more chapters to go. And the
bowels of the brute.

Bowel. I like it. Has a certain
resonance.

I'd written my name a million times
before, but never on the wall of a roach

-infested jail cell alongside the names
of rapists, muggers, and thieves.

I, Douglas P. Brackman, Jr., born into
the hallow temple of the American legal

system, was now behind bars, imprisoned.

Like it?

Love it.

As worthy as your earlier effort, this
reeks with feeling.

Now, let's get busy and finish my book.

Our book.

Whatever.

Any chance this is about the Froska
deposition?

No. No, this concerns our new insurance
carrier.

They want to exclude you from coverage
because you fall into a high -risk

category.

Apparently, a doctor sent them some
information.

Well.

The letter doesn't specify what sort.

Then you'd like an explanation.

Well, I am concerned.

But your health is your business. I only
wanted to apprise you of the situation.

Thank you.

Leland, this is between us.

Of course.

My father died of Huntington's disease.
It's a neuromuscular disorder.

There's no cure.

I'm sorry.

And that's why you believe you're being
denied coverage?

Recently, my brother was diagnosed.

The disease is passed on genetically.
Children have a 50 -50 chance of

inheriting Huntington's.

Symptoms don't appear until a person's
late 30s, early 40s. I believe there's a

way to detect this beforehand?

Yeah, there's a blood test.

I'm not sure if it's a blessing or a
curse to see the future.

I take it you've elected not to find
out.

Well, it's a long process, Leland.

First, you're counseled, told in detail
about the disease. I guess the doctors

want to see whether you'll be suicidal
if you get the bad news.

Anyway, I've decided against the test.

I'm trying to go on like everybody else,
thinking I'll live to be 100, or

tomorrow, get hit by a bus.

Gwen, if it's all right.

I'd like to pursue this with the
insurance carrier.

Well, what's the worst that could
happen?

I take the test.

I find out I have Huntington's.

And I decide I'd rather be hit by a bus.

Thank you. Dr. Patrick, you examined
Eric Schuller after the autopsy? That's

correct. What was the cause of death?

Technically, coronary arrest.

But the condition of the body suggested
a possible homicide.

Could you explain further?

Mr. Schuller had been frozen in ice for
some time.

After he thawed, I discovered roughly 30
second degree welts on his buttocks,

approximately 8 inches in length.

People offer into evidence this twist.

Recovered from Mistress Vina's room.
Objection. Defense is already stipulated

the evidence. This is unnecessary.

Sustained. Please. Please continue,
Doctor. There were also contusions in

ankle area, indicating the deceased had
been suspended upside down. Given Mr.

Schuller's medical history of heart
failure, in your professional

was the beating administered by... The
word beating is a value judgment.

Sustained. Last question shall be struck
from the record.

You mind? Jump in quicker. Give me a
chance.

Was the treatment Mr.

Schuller received at the hands of
Mistress Xenia sufficient to cause a

and fatal heart attack?

Yes. The shock of blows from that whip,
along with the inverted position, would

have been sufficient to induce a heart
attack in someone whose circulation was

already compromised.

Nothing further.

Dr. Patrick, you were Mr. Shuler's
physician for nearly 13 years. In fact,

according to your records, you saw him
every other week after his first heart

attack. Correct. Did you advise your
patient he could resume sexual activity?

Yes or no, Dr. Patrick. Did you advise
your patient, Eric Shuler, he could

resume sexual activity? Yes. Thank you.

Nothing further.

Tommy, glad you got here early.

Let me find Stuart. Oh, gee, and
actually, I came early so I could talk

Oh. Well, I'll be in my office.

Oh, sure. It won't take but a minute.

Hey, gorgeous.

My body chemistry's out of whack.

I'm an emotional train wreck.

This morning, Douglas yelled at me, and
I actually took it seriously.

Ah, to heck with him.

How's our baby?

Oh, Tommy.

Tommy? Only Arnie and Stuart know.

I've got a client in 45 minutes. Maybe
we could get started. Sure. Okay.

Roxanne, I can't make heads or tails out
of Roger's dog -eared mess.

What do you want, Douglas?

I need these typed on the QT.

ASAP. And PDQ.

That's alphabet soup to me, but I'll do
the best I can.

Two dollars a page.

How's that?

You wouldn't want me using company time
to do your personal business.

You're not the only hen who can hunt and
peck around here.

Dana? Do it.

Let's go take a walk.

Actually, Stuart, we have to go over
your testimony. It's a beautiful day,

want to take... Stuart, you've been
avoiding me for weeks.

No, no, I haven't. I have an audit
starting soon, and if I dredge up what

happened and clog my head with
testimony, I'm not going to be able to

concentrate on the audit. Okay, we go to
trial in a couple of weeks.

How about tomorrow? I promise.

Okay.

Roxanne, you're the only person I can
trust.

Would you, please?

Two and a quarter are paid.

The hand comment was uncalled for.

Deal.

Single -spaced. Narrow margins.

And not on your computer. I don't want
this coming up on someone else's screen.

Well, the question is, is it legal to
deny Ms. Taylor coverage for a condition

which she doesn't currently have?

There is nothing in the California
Insurance Code precluding insurers from

making underwriting decisions based on
genetic makeup.

That's discrimination.

What's next? Excluding people with
family histories of heart disease or

Genetic links to cancer and heart
disease are tenuous. In Ms. Taylor's

there's a definite chance of her
developing Huntington. And an equal

I won't. I'm sorry, but in order to
cover subscribers at affordable rates,

need to screen for bad risk.

I refer to page 13 of your policy, where
you list conditions excluded from

coverage.

Huntington's disease is not among them.
No, but page 15, subheading F, excludes

all pre -existing conditions.

If Miss Taylor does have Huntington,
she's had it since the day she was born.

In addition, on your policy application,
question 23 asks, are there any pre

-existing conditions? You wrote no.
There wasn't any pre -existing

and there still isn't. I don't mean to
sound glib.

But why not find out whether you have
the Huntington's gene?

If the test comes back negative, we can
cover you.

What if it's positive?

At least you'll be able to prepare for
the future.

Almost finished.

Roger, I'm not sure you're aware how
much that phone call meant from Marvin

Rosenthal, longtime friend, senior
editor at Harper, Dutton & Rowe, wants

read my book.

Our book? Whatever.

As soon as Roxanne types the first three
chapters, I'll read and messenger them

over. Give Marvin a whiff to whet his
appetite.

Fender, don't you think we should wait?

At least until you've gone through the
entire book yourself.

When will you be done?

Just two more words.

The end.

Excellent. Tell you what.

Where are you staying?

The YMCA.

I have a clean bed, a hot shower.

And I'm learning judo. You, rush back to
the Y. Get a full night's sleep.

Tomorrow, we meet back here, work on a
strategy to sell my book. Our book.

Whatever. I did it.

You're so smug. It's only that I am
unaccustomed to this role of patron of

arts. Jamion, you wouldn't know art.
Gentlemen.

Please.

I will pound that statue into floor
tile, if that's what you want.

Mr. Jamion.

City Hall wants that eyesore removed, so
be it.

The cost is $275 ,000.

You arrogant slob. If you want, I will
take a 10 -year tax abatement.

By the time the voters wake up, this
administration is long gone.

Jonathan, I am wasting my client's time.

How about you give him a break on the
next project?

Jamion has burned his bridges in Santa
Monica.

See you in the morning.

Fallen from grace.

How is one to carry on?

I ask you.

Mr. Jamion, is this just a big joke? I'm
afraid so.

And not a very good one.

I can understand how someone would find
that statue offensive, but that is not

my problem.

You're responsible for putting up the
statue. How do you separate yourself

what you did? This is business.

In the future, the city will think twice
before they start telling developers

how to spend their own money.

Perhaps I should testify. Perhaps you
shouldn't.

Lee.

You are a beautiful sight.

You know, ever since we met, I haven't
been able to forget you.

You've been on my mind too, Jonathan.

That's why I called your office.

But when I found out you were down here
actually protecting this guy, how can

you... Hey, I don't like defending this
Jameon guy. I believe in the First

Amendment. The First Amendment was
written by slave owners. If we let

be threatened by someone else's
expression, then who is the master? I'll

understand how lawyers detach themselves
from the people they defend.

Lee, I chose this case because during
the short time I was on the road, I

traveled through Nigeria, Zambia,
military rule, one -party states, places

the government dictates your rights.

No one has a choice. There is no choice.

You can't hide behind an American
Express card. You know what? I don't

for this.

I don't need it.

That's enough.

Maybe that's what you're about.

Always running away whenever there's a
problem.

I know

testifying has been difficult, Mrs.
Shuler.

Just a few more questions.

I'll do my best.

It's Mr. Zinnia's contention the
punishment given your husband was not

extraordinary. That, in fact, he had
submitted to such treatment on a regular

basis for quite some time. Objection
assumes fact, not in evidence. Mr.

has not testified.

Sustained. The jury shall ignore the
last remark.

Mrs. Tuller, can you think of a reason
why Mr.

Zinnia would want your husband dead?

Objection. Overruled.

I'd like the witness to answer.

Not long ago, my late husband rewrote
his last will and testament.

His executor plans on making those
changes known next week.

Until I'm proven otherwise, I have
reason to believe that Ms. Van Raad

Eric into leaving the controlling
interest of Worldwide Studios to her.

final question.

Did you ever notice welts of any sort on
your late husband's body?

Never.

Thank you, Mrs. Shuler.

Mrs. Shuler.

How would you describe your marriage to
Mr. Shuler, especially during the last

ten years?

Not without its ups and downs.

Actually, the two of you were heading
for a divorce, isn't that true?

Yes. You once warned Arnold Becker, and
I quote,

If you ever meet my husband, make sure
you have firm footing, otherwise he'll

cripple you too.

Correct?

My husband could be a cruel man.

Yes or no, Mrs. Shuler?

Yes. Is it true, in fact, you and Mr.
Shuler barely remained civil these last

ten years, sleeping apart, sometimes not
exchanging a word for weeks on end?

Yes. And is it also true there was no
physical intimacy whatsoever between the

two of you? Yes.

Since my spinal injury, I've been
unable.

What difference does it make?

For starters, if you didn't see him
naked, how could you have known about

that may or may not have been on your
late husband's body?

Nothing further.

Hi.

Have a seat and roll up your sleeve.

Does it matter which arm?

Either one.

And make a fist.

Weather's gorgeous this time of year in
California.

Almost like we have seasons.

I'm originally from New York.

Where about?

A little town called Armonk, Westchester
County.

Rolling hills, lots of trees.

Sounds pretty.

Not this time of year.

Tupou.

Relax your hand.

Sorry.

The worst is over.

There's dominance and submission in all
human sexuality.

When someone hugs you, part of them is
possessing, holding you captive.

But submissive people, those like Mr.

Schuller, outnumber dominance seven to
one.

What position of submission was Mr.
Schuller in when he suffered his heart

attack? He was bound and gagged, hanging
upside down by his ankles.

It was the first time in more than a
decade of sessions that he dropped the

ball.

Dropped the ball?

Whenever one of my clients is gagged, we
put a ping -pong ball in their hand.

If the pain becomes too severe or
there's any undue discomfort, they let

the ball and we stop immediately.

And there is no sex in these sessions?

None.

Clients may have an orgasm, a tremendous
release of tension, but no contact.

When Mr. Schuller dropped the ball, what
did you do?

Immediately had one of my assistants
dial 911.

Then we administered CPR until the
paramedics arrived.

Were you aware Eric Shuler had had a
previous heart attack?

Yes. However, he told me his doctor said
exertion of a sexual nature wasn't a

problem. Ms. Monroe, was it necessary to
strike Mr.

Shuler repeatedly and with force?

Yes. The therapy session... Objection.

Defendant is not a qualified therapist.
Defendant has a Ph .D. in behavioral

sciences.

Overruled. Witness may continue.

Mr. Shuler had a high threshold.

If I didn't hit hard, he felt I didn't
care.

Did you care?

He was a dear friend.

It broke my heart to know the burden of
guilt he carried.

Any idea what caused this guilt?

Objection. Overruled.

Unresolved trauma involving his deceased
mother.

Mr. Schuller felt he never lived up to
her expectations.

To the best of your knowledge, did his
mother strike him?

Never. That is significant.

Freud suggested children who aren't
punished and never spanked and then

in love sometimes become masochistic.

Eric Schuller paid me to be his mother,
to whip him, and afterwards put my

arms around him and say I loved him.

What would happen then?

He would break down and cry.

Thank you.

Mistress Xenia, this honorable
profession of yours... Actually, Mr.

do consider it honorable.

I help people.

I know I helped Eric Schuller. Does it
give you sexual satisfaction?

Are you turned on?

Occasionally. Were you aroused when you
beat Eric Schuller?

Sometimes.

Most day I felt sorry for him. About
$250 an hour, I feel sorry for him too.

Objection. Sustained.

The money is important.

It helps remove the guilt.

I think you felt compassion for Eric
Schiller.

So you beat him to death.

Objection. Withdrawn.

The human figure is a sculptural
tradition, old as Pericles.

Aren't you concerned that many have
found your work to be offensive, even

racist? My art demands that be of no
concern to me. In Mexico City, an angry

defaced Diego Rivera's mural at the
Hotel Del Prado.

The Mona Lisa was considered
revolutionary.

Frankly, I am surprised that my statue
is such a point of controversy.

Thank you.

Nothing further.

Mr. Verderamo, how can you be surprised
by the controversy?

Where is your nude statue of Margaret
Thatcher? To the best of my knowledge,

a warehouse.

In Brighton, England.

Because when you tried to exhibit it,
you and the statue were pelted with

were you not?

That's right. However, I... A moment
ago, you mentioned the riot caused by

Rivera.

What part of that mural is defaced?

The words, Dios no existe.

God does not exist.

Fighting words in a Catholic country,
wouldn't you say?

Perhaps. It's a bit like shouting fire
in a crowded theater, isn't it? Isn't

that what you're trying to do with your
work, Mr. Verderamo?

Shot fire in a crowded theater.

So when, to your delight, there's a
stampede, you can sit back and simply

who, me?

Objection. I have no further questions
for this artist.

You may step down, Mr. Vertorama.

Stuart, describe the man who pulled you
from your car.

I remember the breaking of the glass and
the door swinging open, but I can't...

Stuart, the night of the police lineup,
you said he was wearing a blue shirt.

Did I say blue shirt? If you're not
razor sharp on these answers, your

credibility as a witness will come into
serious question. Yeah, I know, Ann.

Look, can we wrap this up? I'm really
tired.

Okay, Stuart, can you describe the man
who allegedly swung the bat?

He was six feet tall, and he wore
sweatpants.

Originally, you said dungarees. Ann,
maybe you should... I'm done.

Stuart, I need your statement.

Just put me on the stand, all right?
I'll be fine. We're trying to help.

No. No, you're not. You're not trying to
help. You're trying to convict these

people.

Who's to blame here, Ann?

The people in South Central for not
getting their fair share or the rest of

Stuart's our key witness. If he can't
testify... He'll be okay, Tommy.

I'll make sure.

This is not a case.

about an artist who, in the privacy of
his own studio, created an offensive

statue. This is a case about a developer
who was so upset by the requirement

that he devote a small fraction of his
projected cost to the public that he

purposely incited civil unrest.

Alan Ajamian has violated the public's
trust.

Now Mr. Rollins will ask, what is more
fundamental than the First Amendment

right to free speech and expression?

But when certain forms of expression so
disrupt the functioning of society, that

freedom must be suspended to preserve
order. When the social fabric is torn,

the arts and all the words are
meaningless.

Your Honor, we might not share the
perspective of an Alan Lejamian or

Verderamo, but an insecure totalitarian
regime controls and censors its artists.

sends them to Siberia. But a free
society exposes its art to public

And we can't always have the good
without the bad. Some art endures.

This abominable disgrace may not.

Let's not confuse the messenger with the
message.

The issue, Your Honor, is one of
tolerance, a measure of our compassion

society.

Douglas? That the rest?

Except for the first three chapters that
we sent over last night.

Roger came by and picked up the
originals.

Maybe I should make a copy.

Not yet. I can't put this down.

If the other chapters are as good as
those I've read so far, I should begin

sequel.

You actually helped write this?

What do you think? It is my
autobiography.

Well, ever since the riots and you were
tossed into jail, I've doubted that

you've changed.

But you exposed yourself.

That took courage.

I know.

Oh, I work fast. There may be some
typos, especially in some of the racier

sections, like Chapter 15. That's why
the monkey's mom invented whiteout.

Racier sections.

I put my arms around Roger and nestled
against him.

My heart leaped with ecstasy, even in
our bleak, dank cell.

I had found love and felt no less a man.

Where is he?

I'll roll up his ribcage like a Venetian
blind.

What are you ranting about? He'll need
two stretches to carry out his body.

Whose body? I offender. Don't you
offender me. We never made love.

No, we didn't.

But I used to climb down from my bunk
and rap myself against you. Feel your

heart beating.

You did what?

I held on to you for dear life.

And you let me.

Bless you, you let me. I was asleep.

I sleep like a heavy appliance.

Every night, Fender.

Be honest.

You're living a fantasy, and this book
is libelous. My word against yours.

Hey, it makes for a good story and
controversy sells. How dare you print

faith on truth.

Then give me back our book. Your book,
mister. I want no part of this. Douglas,

that was Marvin Rosenthal on the phone.
He wants to option the manuscript.

Not so fast.

Give me. It's mine, Spender.

Out of my way, miscreant.

This case leaves me with agita.

I am suspect of Mr. Ajaymian's
intentions and dubious of Mr.

artistic integrity.

However, freedom of expression is, on
occasion, the right to make some people

furious.

I am, therefore, denying the city's
application for a restraining order. The

statue remains in place.

My fervent hope...

is the outraged citizens will be as
forgiving as is our Constitution, and

this unrest will fade with time.

We're adjourned.

You did a commendable job.

Right.

Why are you angry?

You won. Mr. Jamion, to be perfectly
honest, I don't care what you think.

Ms. Van Rolf has not been put out of
business.

She's still at the same address,
whipping away, charging $5 a stroke.

But Mr. Zinnia is not a sexual deviant.
In fact, she only occasionally gets her

kick beating men.

Instead, she is an entrepreneur of
horror, a pain merchant,

and total cynic.

There is a limit, even as adults, to
what we may consent.

Eric Shuler did not consent to his own
murder, and yet that's exactly what he

got. Knowing full well of his weakened
condition and earlier heart attack, Ms.

Van Ralt beat him to death and kept the
money.

You must not let her get away with that.

Manslaughter is defined as unlawful
killing without premeditation.

What Miss Van Ralt does for a living may
be considered by most to be

distasteful, warped even, but criminal,
not by law.

Eric Shuler assured Miss Van Ralt of his
physical condition and voluntarily

consented to everything she did.

She knew Mr. Shuler's body, his life
story, better than his own wife.

Claudia Van Ralt and Eric Shuler trusted
one another. It was not her intent to

hurt.

But to heal.

How'd you make out?

I managed to grab 87 random pages before
Roger ran off with the other.

I'm sorry your manuscript wasn't on a
disc.

In the bowels of the brute would have
ruined me anyway. It was filled with

and hallucinations.

Yes. People in the legal profession
would have needed an exhumation order to

find me.

Uh -huh.

Roxanne, you were the only one to read
the entire manuscript.

What was your opinion?

Runaway bestseller. That's what I was
afraid of.

Sorry, Douglas.

Roxanne, I want to apologize.

Yesterday, I made you cry.

It's not entirely your fault.

Lately, my hormones have been a little
schizo.

Change of life.

In a way.

New life.

I'm going to have a baby.

Do you know who the father... I mean,
who is the father?

Tommy Mullaney.

Mullaney?

He didn't force himself on you. Douglas!

Roxanne, this is wonderful.

Give the puppet a B, my congratulations.

I will.

And tomorrow, if you'd like, we could
begin reconstructing your autobiography.

I thought you'd never offer.

Tommy. Hi.

Hey.

You tell Brackman if he picks on you,
he's got to deal with me?

Douglas says congratulations on the
baby.

That's better.

I'll walk you home.

I'll even carry your books.

Oh, Gwen.

I'm glad I caught you.

If you go along... I'd like to initiate
action against our insurance carrier.

On what grounds?

Well, under California law, we have no
recourse.

But the Americans with Disabilities Act
appears to offer some protections.

Sounds like a long shot.

Now, this would be a test case, and it
could be the usual publicity which

accompanies such actions.

I appreciate your effort, Leland, but I
prefer to keep this private.

Oh, by the way, I took the test.

On our turn.

Have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you? In the matter of the
people versus Claudia Van Ralt on the

of manslaughter, we find the defendant
not guilty.

Congratulations. Ms. Van Ralt, you are
free to go.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, thank
you for your service.

Good job, my son.

Thank you, Father.

Ben? It's not the exorcist. Although I
did have lunch in the cafeteria, so

your shoes.

Pretty good, huh?

One fitting at wardrobe.

What are you doing back here? Never
spent much time in a courtroom.

Riveting. Inherit the wind, twelve angry
men to kill a mockingbird can't hold a

candle to this kind of drama.

How do you think this will affect the
worldwide shareholders' meeting?

I was hoping you had the answer.

Don't look so foreshadowed. Well, it's
just, when Schuller's will is read, if

Beatrice does assume controlling
interest of the studio, I can't imagine

going to want either of us around.

Light a candle, Becker.

Thank you, Arnie.

You're welcome.

Did that hurt?

Worse in person, isn't it?

And you just spent two days pouring
every drop of your energy into ensuring

statue remains up there. I hate this.

But I'll still defend Verderamo's right
to sculpt it and Jamion's right to

display it. That trash is a free pass
into the white man's mind and how he

us. Lee, a single artist created this.

I've never seen a statue crushed into a
million pieces and used to fill the

potholes of our streets.

I don't think the king fought for civil
rights. Next you'll say we should turn

the other cheek.

My father always warned me, when your
heart's running in front of your head,

take a deep breath and let your head
catch up.

My heart, once the statue removes, it
gives me an ectovision. My head says we

can't afford another provocation.

Turn down! Turn down! Turn down!

It's time, Jonathan. Not this time,
Jonathan. For once, follow your heart,

your brain. It's going to be all right.

Scientists uncovered a man's body. Check
this out.

Figured it's almost 5 ,000 years old.

No one's sure why he was up in the
Italian Alps.

Probably lost.

Too stubborn to ask directions.

Touche.

Daniel, can I ask you a hypothetical
question?

I hate hypotheticals.

Before my wife died, she used to play
games like, if something happened to

would I remarry?

Would I find Lucy a new mom?

No time for needless speculation.

Daniel, there might be a chance that I
have...

Baby days.

You want me to rock Lucy?

No, why don't you grab the door and
I'll...

I know how to put her back to sleep.

Hello.

Hi.

Who are you?

Bad dream.

You're worth nightmare.

Who are you? I'm the Wicked Witch. The
Evil Queen.

Didn't you get me little gifts? You
shouldn't hang up when I call. Why are

doing this to me?

You refuse to stay away from my husband.

Who are you?

I'm Allison Morales.

Daniel's wife.

Lucy's mother.

That's who I am.

No, you're dead.

You're dead.

Daniel?