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In the criminal justice system
In the criminal justice system

the people are represented

by two separate
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Because I don't want her to hear us
talking, that's why.

No, she knows all...

Look, it doesn't matter

if it was ten years ago
or yesterday.

I mean, she sees me
talking to you

and, you know,
she sees us midcoitus.

What can I say?

Oh, my God. I think...
I think I just heard gunshots.

Lila, stop! Lila!

Lila!

Dog walker heard shots coming
from this area and called 9-1-1.

Uniforms responding
found the door wide open.

Vics are
Louise and Hugh Murdoch--

husband and wife,
both Ph.D.s

both full professors
at Stuyvesant College.

Brainy household.

Not smart enough
to lock the door.

She took three
in the back.

No exit wounds.

M.E. will have to
dig out the slugs.

How about him?

Two in the skull.

Same on the slugs.

You get a read
on the weapons?

No shell casings.

Could have been a .38.

On the other hand,
the lady took

three in the back,
so if she's running away

could have been a semi.

Witness is outside.

I'll get it.

Was this phone here?

We found the
cradle upstairs.

Okay, we need
the LUDs on this number

as soon as possible.

I only saw the guy for a couple of
seconds, you know?

Only from behind.

Do the best you can.

Uh, uh, slight build,
um, curly, dark hair.

Uh, I-I think he might
have been Hispanic.

Why, his back look Spanish?

Uh, no, it's kind
of embarrassing.

The way Lila took
off after the guy?

Sh-She only does that
with Latinos.

Yeah, well, if you think
of anything else...

You wouldn't think
on a block like this.

Yeah.

Was he any help?

Other than the racist dog.

My aunt had a spaniel
that didn't like tall men.

Detectives,
we got something.

In a trash can
around the corner.

He takes the time to
clean up the casings

but throws the gun
in the trash can?

Well, some bulbs don't burn
as bright as others.

Fired recently.

Yeah. Three guesses where.

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Forensics ran:
the prints from the gun

through the system--
nothing.

And you're sure
this wasn't a robbery?

If it was, he
was an amateur.

I mean, the husband
was wearing

a Franck Muller
Master Banker.

It's a watch.
It goes for $25,000.

There's no
hidden safe

the drawers
were untouched

and there's expensive artwork
on all the walls.

And you're
a connoisseur now?

Hey, if it ain't
"Dogs Playing Poker..."

Anyway, they were both Stuyvesant college
professors.

No robbery means
this is personal.

Neighbors said they were
quite the party givers.

No, all they said was
there was a lot of people

coming in and out.

Hey, to me, two or more people
is a party.

LUDs you wanted from the Murdochs'
townhouse.

They received a
three-minute call

just six minutes before the
dog walker's 9-1-1 call.

"Telemarketing Solutions"?

I looked it up.
It's here in the city.

Well, maybe we'll catch a break

and the caller
overheard something.

You guys remember
every donut you eat?

Joke.

Funny.

Hey, man,
your average call here

lasts about 20 seconds.

This one, three minutes.

Don't tell us
you don't remember.

Here's one I bet you
don't hear too often:

I do remember.

Most people start off

with a couple of negative
comments about my mother.

Then they slam down the phone.

But this lady was nice.

She actually listened.

Did she buy?

We didn't get that far.

She had to go.

Right, so, let me
ask you a question.

I get these calls

that usually
start off with, uh

"This call is being recorded for quality
assurance."

A tape? Sure.
Piece of cake.

What, no donut?

...but I have good credit.

That sounds like a doorbell.

And guess who's
coming to dinner.

And there's more.

Consolidating debt's a good
thing.

What would be
the interest rate?

Variable or fixed?

I've got to go.

That's no help.

Mm, to the baffled
multitude, maybe.

Ah, here we go.

By dissipating
ground hum

and putting a gain on the lows

I was able to enhance
the far conversation

when it didn't overlap
with the near.

MAN
We want to talk to you

and Professor Murdoch about her
protest of the Ellen Bar...

"Ellen Bar..."?

Maybe Murdoch had
a really big tab

and the bartender
got fed up.

No, probably just a fragment.

But to be thorough,
I looked it up.

No listings for any bars
of that name in the city.

But there's more.

I knew it.

For some reason,
the far conversation

got louder towards the end.

Probably because
she got closer

as she walked downstairs.

I only know what I read about

in the Stuyvesant paper.

Stuyvesant?
That's where they taught.

Somebody doesn't have to
hand in that term paper.

Hugh and Louise weren't just
two of my best faculty members.

They were dear friends.

Were they any problems
between them?

Oh, no. Ah, sure there was
a rough period

maybe five or six years ago.

Two workaholics,
it's to be expected

but, uh, now they
walked around campus

holding hands.

What about problems
with students?

Louise wasn't even teaching
this semester.

She took a sabbatical
to write a book

on the Holy Roman Empire.

And the husband?

And one of our biggest stars.

Every year Harvard tries
to poach him.

He doesn't-doesn't really
teach that much

anymore so...

If he wasn't teaching...?

Uh, research.

He ran our biochemistry lab.

Hugh spent
most of his time there.

You may want to talk to some
of his post-grad researchers.

Dean Bodner.

We were on the verge.

Parkinson's Disease.

What, he had a cure?

Methodology to look for one.

So, in other words

this was like
whacking Jonas Salk.

Dr. Salk didn't have
a Phil Giani working for him.

Meaning...?

Uh, I'm not saying
he killed Dr. Murdoch

but if anyone here
wanted him out of the picture

it was definitely Phil.

Why? Phil was
pro-Parkinson's?

He thought Dr. Murdoch
should have given him credit

for the research
on his last paper.

And the professor
disagreed.

It turned ugly.

Dr. Murdoch fired him.

Where does this Giani work now?

That's the thing.

This is a very small community.

Word gets out
you had a run-in with someone

of Dr. Murdoch's
stature...

And you're
out of the business.

Who says
you can't go home again?

Hacking's how I paid my way
through undergrad.

Tough break.

Things'll change.

Why, because Dr. Murdoch ain't
around anymore to bad-mouth you?

'Cause I'm too good
a researcher.

Oh, yeah?

So, uh, what's the best way to get uptown
during rush hour?

What's pluripotent
hES cell transference

or blastocystic
trophectoderm removal

with regards
to stem cell research?

I guess I missed that
day on Sesame Street.

All this transference stuff
was your idea?

What Murdoch stole from me
wasn't ideas...

it was a methodology.

Look who I'm talking to.

You know, since we have
a lot to talk about

we might as well
be comfortable.

I'll show you the best
way to get downtown.

I'd love to smack that
little pompous schmuck.

Me first.

I hear that a lot of money comes
into the school

because of Dr.
Murdoch's research.

Ooh, subtle.

You're good.

I'm about to crack.

An ordinary guy
would want

a piece of that
for himself.

I wouldn't know
about an "ordinary" guy.

It doesn't bother you
that you do all the work

and Dr. Murdoch gets the money?

You don't go into molecular
biochemistry for money.

Well, what do you
go into it for?

The glory?

That's right.

I want to march up front
in the Macy's parade.

Intellectual achievement.

Though I'm sure that means
absolutely nothing to you.

Blastocystic removal?
The wave of the future, right?

Very good.

The primate can regurgitate
what it heard.

Next, let's move onto sentences.

Let me ask you something.

"Primate"?

It's like a...

monkey.

No. I want to
ask your opinion

on Einstein's theory

because I'm not sure
he was right.

"Cop Cracks Relativity."

No, not that theory, Phil.

His theory on genius.

See-- and correct me if
I'm wrong-- Einstein argued

that genius has
no personality.

But after talking to you

for this short amount of time

I realize that you actually
prove the negative.

You definitely have personality.

And it makes this primate
want to whup your ass.

Now, say something.

Way to go, Ed.

Van Buren.

Thanks.

Ballistics is ready for you.

Ballistics?
My kind of scientists.

M.E. extracted three bullets
from the female

two from the male.

125-grain hollow-points.

So unfortunately...

I know. They tend
to break into fragments.

They had to pick
three of these

from the male's
brain alone.

Reassembling was
like a jigsaw puzzle.

Did you get
any kind of a match?

Well, striations
indicated a clear

six-point correlation
to the two slugs

from the male victim.

You couldn't confirm the other three? For
good reason.

They're fired from a different
nine-millimeter.

You're saying
Mrs. Murdoch was killed

by a different weapon?

Two guns to fire
only five bullets?

Well, either your guy's
ambidextrous or...

Or there were two shooters.

This bastard's got a friend.

That guy?
I highly doubt it.

Wouldn't you say
revenge killings

are typically solo acts?

Murdoch's lab guy.

He said that he was
doing stem cell research.

And they shoot
abortion doctors, don't they?

The phone tapes

they mentioned something
about Stuyvesant.

Maybe they meant the lab
and not the college.

Let's go see
if Murdoch's lab

is on anybody's hit list.

A human cell is placed in an egg

who's own nucleus
has been removed.

And we put it in a Petri dish

zap it with
a jolt of electricity

and voilá...
it's all reprogrammed

into a clump of between
one and 200 new cells.

And then we harvest
the stem cells for our studies.

And with that you can
cure Parkinson's?

Parkinson's

diabetes, Alzheimer's,
who knows what else?

But somewhere along the line

what we do
became a political hotbed.

We did receive
some nasty letters

but the FBI
checked them out.

Maybe we ought
to check them out, too.

"We strongly caution you

"against this type
of research, Dr. Murdoch.

"It is wrong
in the eyes of God.

You will be judged."

Looks like judgment day

came a little bit early
for Professor Murdoch.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Murder isn't just
a sin, Mr. Scott

it's also a felony.

Look at the name on the wall,
Detective.

"Protect Life."

We would never kill
to prove a point.

Words are our only weapon.

Maybe somebody
in your organization

thought they
weren't enough.

Perhaps.

If Professor Murdoch's research

violated our principles.

Which it clearly did

otherwise you wouldn't
have sent that letter.

What we object to
is the creation of life

for the soul purpose
of destroying it.

Anyway,
this letter was sent before.

Before what?

Before we confirmed
Dr. Murdoch

was using existing cell lines.

We had no problem with Murdoch
or his research.

The only problem

with this guy's story

is that that kid
from Murdoch's lab

said that they were
creating life in that dish.

He didn't say life,
he said new cells.

From what I hear, you kill
more cells drinking a beer.

You can't tell me that
when that cell hits the egg

that isn't
the start of life.

Okay, zygotes
are people, too.

Well, they turn into
people, don't they?

Look, the bottom line is
Murdoch was either

lying to the public
about his research

or those Protect Lifers
are lying to us.

They're just squeaky wheels,
not killers.

So if they did
do it, odds are

they made a couple of
mistakes along they way.

All right, back to letter "A."

Okay, so, the doorbell rings

Mrs. Murdoch
goes to answer it. Why?

Maybe she didn't know
hubby was there.

Or maybe she was the
one expecting guests.

Now what happens next?

All right, hubby goes
to answer the door...

She's in the library...

The shooter
walks him all the way

to his desk in the den.

Now if your main goal
was to kill him

wouldn't you kill him
right away?

Not if I wanted
to kill the wife.

I been a department secretary

for the last five years.

Nobody ever
had a cross word for Louise.

Louise? You called her Louise?

She'd yell at anyone that
called her "professor."

"Doctor"? Forget about it.

A woman of
the people, huh?

And here are 12 of them.

This looks like, uh,
a guest list

for some kind of party
the day after she was murdered.

A tea.

That's what
she called them.

Although, tea
was the last thing she served.

From what I hear.

I used to call it tea, too.

They were discussion groups,
actually.

With other
professors?

Professors, students

civilians.

Well what'd
they talk about?

Whatever.

I'm sorry.

These are detectives,
Jennifer.

Jennifer...

Uh, you wouldn't be
Jennifer Taylor?

Yes.

I was just
returning these books.

I was doing
some research.

This was
for her book?

I was checking footnotes
and sources mostly.

I'm sorry.

Jennifer, your name's on
the guest list for Dr. Murdoch's

next discussion
group...

I went to a lot of them.

Was there a specific topic
planned for that night?

We were going
to discuss

gender apartheid;
that was her thing lately--

the abusive treatment of women

in certain
Middle Eastern countries.

She'd been throwing

charity cocktail parties
for years to raise funds

and awareness.

I bet that thrilled
the local Muslim men.

Well, she was always
receiving literature

pamphlets, really,
quoting the Koran.

I can show you.

There's a shelter for abused
women around the corner

and this lady's worried
about suffrage

in some third world
country?

Well it ain't
just voting rights.

Listen to this.

"Men are commanded to whip
their disobedient wives.

Women are deficient in
intelligence compared to men."

What's that from?

"The Center for

the Advancement
of Wife Beaters"?

No, it's... wait.

"El Anbar Books."

As in "Ellen Bar."

I don't have anything

to do with that trash.

Your store was on the return address
label, Mr. Mogazi.

It was not me.
Talk to the kid.

What kid?

Ah, Mousah Salim.

I hired him to stack books

then he started mailing
that nonsense from my store.

Well, if you didn't like
it, why did you let him?

I didn't even
know about it

until this crazy woman
comes here

with all her friends
and her picket sign.

Was this woman
a college professor?

Yes, yes, and all
her crazy friends.

Look not good for business.

So I fired the kid
and now she leaves me alone.

This Mousah Salim,
does he have an address?

Ah...

I'm sorry, there
must be some mix-up.

We're looking
for Mousah Salim.

No mix-up.

I'm his mother, Francine Landen.

Uh, can we
talk to him?

Well, that would be difficult.

He's in Pakistan.

Uh, can we
talk to you?

Sure.

Do you have kids?

Yeah, in Florida.

Hopefully smoking dope
like normal teenagers.

My little angel
puts a towel on his head

and starts quoting
the Koran at breakfast.

When I was 22,
I read the Razor's Edge

and I didn't eat steak
for two months.

Yeah, well,
you got over it.

Some things with my Greg
never change.

You know what we spent
on private school?

Straight C's.

Couldn't have gotten into a decent college
if he wanted to

which he didn't.

He's been nothing
but a disappointment.

Something wrong?

The police.

Looking for Greg.

You're in the
wrong hemisphere.

I told them.

What, the Pakistanis

don't want him
around, either?

Actually, we thought that he
might've witnessed a murder.

Greg, do something useful?

You've definitely got
the wrong kid.

Well, all in all

I'd say that's
a pretty good alibi.

Yeah, unless he got
sick of falafel

and decided to come home
ahead of schedule.

What, and forgot
to tell his parents?

If she was my mom,
I'd forget, too.

I got Customs
looking into it.

So, you're thinking
we've got another

John Walker Lindh
on our hands?

Yeah, only this one actually
may have pulled the trigger.

Hey, somehow, some way

this kid is connected
to the killers.

Well, maybe someone helped him
with his conversion.

Greg is highly intelligent

but had trouble fitting in.

I'm sure you know the type.

Yeah, I read about them
in the Columbine News.

No, no,
he wasn't like that.

Sure, he got picked on
every now and then

but he certainly
wasn't one for retaliation.

He just sat back
and took it?

Well, he did act out once.

He and another boy were
caught on campus one night

setting fire
to a garbage can.

Who was this other kid?

I can dig out
the disciplinary report

but I do remember he wasn't
a student at Strickland.

Michael's not here.

I'm his sister.

Where are your parents?

Who do you want
to talk to?

My dead mother
or my convict father?

Is this your brother?

Yep.

The dog was right.

Look, whatever's
going on with Michael

I'm the parents now,
you can talk to me.

Hey.

Hey!

Here you go.

You know, if you were on
your way down to the precinct

we can give you a ride.

You know what this is, Michael?

It's a ballistics report

and it says that the gun
that we found outside

the Murdochs' townhouse

is the gun that killed
Hugh Murdoch.

Now, this one, this is
from our forensics lab.

Now, if your fingerprints
are found on that gun...

...it means that this isn't going to one
of your better days, kid.

I don't know
what you mean.

Two people are dead, Michael.

You killed one of them.

Now, we're guessing that your
friend killed the other one.

Which one?

That's what we want you
to tell us.

Time's up.

Gina Sparrow, Esquire.

I've been retained
by Mr. Sanchez's sister.

You should know better.

Questioning this kind of suspect
without his lawyer present.

We didn't know he had one.

And exactly what kind
of suspect is he?

You want us to leave.

That would be nice.

So, is this guy
as dumb as he seems?

There's no way this kid
is the brains behind all this.

Did you reach the D.A.?

Well, she's willing to play.

Here we go.

Now, speaking hypothetically,
what if Michael

had a partner?

We'd be shocked.

Would the D.A. work with us?

If Michael gives us

a name, they'll give
two counts of Man Two.

Running concurrently?

If he gives us a location.

Michael's partner was
a boy named Landen.

Greg Landen.

He was the one
who shot Mrs. Murdoch.

I guess he really did
get sick of falafels.

Docket Number 26775.

People v. Greg Alan Landen.

My name is Mousah Salim.

Derek Greer for the defense,
Your Honor.

Waive reading.

Plead not guilty.
No, I plead

nothing-- I'm not
asking you for anything.

You have no authority
over me.

Tell that to the gentleman

with the service revolver.

Question of bail?
Remand, Your Honor.

This defendant is a flight risk.

He murdered two people

shortly after
returning

from four months
in Pakistan.

You lying Qabeha!

Looks like he wasn't there to
sightsee.

Well, listen to you.

You don't even try
to hide your disdain

for Islam.

My disdain isn't for Islam, pal.

Defendant is remanded
to the Department of Corrections

Allah Akbar.
without bail.

Allah Akbar.

I am a slave to Allah.

Allah Akbar.

Allah Akbar.

I am a slave to Allah.

I just got called a name

I don't even know
what it means.

Oh, you're going
to love this guy.

That bad?

Greg Landen could make
our new D.A. pack his bags

and head back to Georgia.

I don't think
Lilian would let him.

Lilian?

Mrs. Arthur Branch.

She loves the smell
of concrete.

Always has

always will.

I didn't know
you were friendly with him.

Bar Association dinners.

Nice fellow.

And his politics?

Nice fellow.

Hello.

Sure. Tell him
I'll be there

in an hour.

Well, I'm going to meet
your Mr. Landen.

Care to come along?

I've already had the pleasure.

For reasons
that should be obvious

I'd like to make this one
go away.

And for those
same reasons

the best I can do is
two counts of Man One

sentences to run
consecutively.

That's hardly a bargain.

This infidel doesn't speak
for me.

Quiet, Greg.

This prosecution is part

of America's crusade
against Islam.

I want a lawyer
who sees that.

I want a Muslim lawyer.

It's dilatory, Arthur.

If every time
his lawyer does something

he doesn't like,
he fires him

we might not get to trial
for a decade.

And he'll be off the street all that time.

The Sixth Amendment guarantees his right
to counsel.

Let him choose
whoever he wants.

I think there's another issue
we should consider.

What if Landen was indigent

and Greer was
court-appointed counsel?

Could Landen then reject him
on the basis of religion?

Uh-oh.

I feel the old "bad
precedent" speech

coming on.

Well, that would mean

that a skinhead could
reject a Jewish attorney.

A rapist could
reject a woman.

The Constitution
requires only

that counsel
be competent.

It doesn't say that
he and his client

have to be
best friends.

Thank you.

Martha Stewart is the Queen

of Domestic Tranquility.

Right now, I'm not sure
I'd want her near my kitchen.

No offense,
but that analogy isn't

even in the right ballpark.

Why not? There's a lot more
to competence

than a law degree
and modicum of courtroom skill.

A defendant and
his attorney

need to be able
to communicate.

There should be at least
a touch of trust between them.

You better watch out, Arthur

or they'll take back
your invitation

to the strict
constructionist's ball.

You see, that's where
you don't understand me, Jack.

It's my job to put that son
of gun behind bars.

The last thing
I want to do for him is

gift-wrap grounds
for reversible error.

Mr. Branch's office.

Jack, it's for you.

McCoy.

Yes.

Sure.

That was Anwar Mohammed.

He's just been retained
by Greg Landen.

He wants to meet me for coffee.

Oh, to be young
and to have parents

with a bulging bankbook.

We already tried
to cut a deal with Mr. Landen.

I know.

Couldn't we work
out something

with no prison time?

A mental facility,
perhaps?

I'm sorry.

You've known me
a long time, Anwar.

You know the political climate
played no part

in my decision.

Maybe it should.

The boy's one step
from a terrorist.

I'm sure things
haven't been easy

for you this past year.

It's been a terrible year

but when people need you

somehow your
ethnicity disappears.

And those
who don't need you?

I don't need them.

Well, Jack, if
it's any consolation

I'll do my best to
keep Greg's rhetoric

to a minimum
in the courtroom.

Have you met him yet?

Yeah.

And that's why he's getting
nowhere near the stand.

Believe me, I don't want his religious
beliefs in the courtroom

any more than you do.

I'm representing

Greg Landen
because he needs my help.

But please don't ever confuse
his politics with my faith.

And why did you go with Mr. Landen

to the Murdochs' home?

Greg told me the Murdochs had
more money

than they needed.

He said if we took some,
we could go away.

Where would you go,
Mr. Sanchez?

The mountains.

Greg said we could do some fishing and
some hunting.

It sounded like fun.

What happened
when you got inside

the Murdochs' townhouse,
Mr. Sanchez?

The man took us into this room

and then Greg told me
to shoot him.

And you did?

Yeah.

There was a
lot of blood.

What happened next, Mr. Sanchez?

A woman came in,
and she started screaming.

And she tried to run away,
but Greg shot her.

Then I got scared,
so I ran.

You didn't steal anything?

No.

I guess we forgot.

Only one murder weapon
was found.

Do you know whose fingerprints
were on it?

Yours.

Only one person was seen running
from the Murdochs' house.

Do you know who it was?

You.

Greg was there, too.

But nobody saw him.

How do you explain that?

I don't know,
but he was there.

He shot the lady,
and then ran the other way.

It was all his idea.

I guess it's a good thing

you made a deal
with the District Attorney

or we wouldn't even have
your word for it.

This isn't
what I told you to do.

You tell them

about the U.S.
aggression.

Not now, Greg.

You tell them about
the U.S. government's

crusade against Islam.

Sit down. They're trying to wipe us out.

Your Honor...

3,000 killed on
September 11.

Quiet down, Mr. Landen.

And 20,000 killed
in Afghanistan.

Your taxes pay for the bombs

that kill Afghani children.

You're out of order, Mr. Landen.

You're the terrorists.

They want me
to shut up.

That's why
they're trying

to put me in prison.

Only they can't send me
to Cuba like the others.

They can't treat an American
like a caged animal.

Remove the defendant
from the courtroom.

I'll see counsel
in chambers.

Oh, so you can talk
behind my back?

This trial is a sham!

Give him a Valium.

What do I care?

I'm afraid it won't be
that simple, Your Honor.

It appears the only way
to maintain any semblance

of decorum is
to remove the defendant

from the courtroom.

Is that an on-the-
record motion, Mr. McCoy?

Yes, Your Honor, it is.

Well, the last time
I read the Constitution

all criminal defendants
have an absolute right

to confront their accusers.

Not only the well-behaved ones.

The state will provide
a television hookup

so he won't miss a word
of the proceedings.

I'm sure you'd like

to add your two cents,
Mr. Mohammed.

Actually, Your Honor,
I'm not going

to oppose Mr. McCoy's motion.

What happened to representing
your client zealously?

I feel it would best
serve his defense

if he weren't permitted
to disrupt the proceedings.

Please bring the defendant
into my chambers.

We should least get his opinion
on the matter.

You know, there is a way

to put an end to all this.

My client won't accept a deal,
Your Honor.

Let me explain what's going on, Mr.
Landen.

Mr. McCoy would like me
to keep you

out of the courtroom.

To be equitable

I'd be willing
to give you another chance.

Do you think
you can contain yourself?

Yeah, if he
would do his job.

From where I'm sitting
on the bench

Mr. Mohammed is doing
an excellent job.

No. His job is to do
what I tell him to do.

I want him to
use my real name

and I'd have him tell the jury
about how

the American government's
framing me because I'm Muslim.

There's no attorney

in the country
that would argue that.

You know what? Fine.

Fine.

Then I'll represent myself.

That kid is
an idiot savant.

Or just an idiot.

Don't fool yourself.

He just out-lawyered
our office's own counsel

and the judicial branch.

For us to win a motion
denying his request

for self-representation,
the court would have to find him

unfit to represent himself.

Well, he is 19
and without any legal training.

To quote the Bard:

Ignorance often turns out
to be the best defense.

If he's found unfit
to represent himself

he could also be found
legally incompetent

to stand trial at all.

The proverbial corner,
Ms. Southerlyn.

That's what our friend
has painted us into.

So what you're saying is

we're not going to oppose
his motion?

Look at the bright side--

the judge ordered Mohammed
to stay on as stand-by counsel.

Which could be a good thing
or a bad thing.

Just to be safe,
let's have one of our shrinks

in the courtroom.

Welcome to the corner, Serena.

MAN
We want to talk to you

and Professor Murdoch
about her protest

of the El Anbar bookstore.

I only know what I read about it in
the Stuyvesant paper.

I ran this through a Kaylemetrics

5500 spectrograph.

By comparing pitch

trajectory of vowel formants
and nasal resonance

I was able to locate
two distinct voices.

And were you able to identify those
voices?

Well, the second voice,
I can't identify.

I can only assume it belongs
to Hugh Murdoch.

And the other voice?

Uh, it's the defendant's.

Are you sure?
Yes.

Uh, it was a perfect match,
with voice samples

taken from the defendant,
post arrest.

What does that indicate?

Well, that Mr. Landen was
in the Murdoch's house

within minutes of the shootings.

Thank you.

This machine that you said
you used--

it's owned by
the U.S. government, right?

Uh, City of New York, actually.

And if you wanted to,
you could fake a recording?

Uh...

Well, I suppose I could

but, uh...
Are you Jewish?

Objection.

Overruled.

Your Honor...

Arguably,
it goes to bias.

As a Jew, isn't it
your mission in life

Objection! to destroy the lives Muslims?

You hate Muslims, don't you?

Sidebar, Your Honor.

Your Honor, these questions are bigoted
and have no relevance.

I'm inclined to agree,
Your Honor.

However, Mr. Landen does have
a right to his opinion.

He's got a point,
Mr. McCoy.

Pro se defendants are permitted
extra latitude.

I show you People's Five, and ask
if you recognize it.

I understand
this is difficult

but you are under oath,
Mr. Landen.

Yes, it's my gun.

And is it the only gun
that you own?

No, I have another
nine-millimeter

a SIG Sauer.

Where is that gun now?

I don't know. It's...

missing.

Who do you think
took it?

Seek to treat
the witness as hostile.

Go ahead.

You think your son took
your guns, don't you?

I couldn't say.

Well, how about this?

Where do you keep the weapons
in question?

In my study,
in the bottom drawer.

Which is locked?

Mr. Landen?

No. It wasn't locked.

Did you ever cheat on your wife?

Objection. Relevance.

How can the jury believe
a word he says?

He's an adulterer.

Marital infidelity doesn't bear

on witness credibility,
Mr. Landen.

Ask a different question.

Why didn't you have
any more children?

Your Honor...

Because you didn't even want

to have me, did you?

Objection.

Sustained.

You're embarrassed by me!

That's why you're trying
to put me away.

You want me in jail

so that you never have
to see me again.

That's not true. I love you.

How does it feel
to sell out your own son?

Hmm?

America's been trying
to destroy Islam for years.

It sides with the Jews
against the Palestinians

because America is
a Judeo-Christian country.

Since 1990, it has occupied
our holy lands in Saudi Arabia.

American women walk around
with their faces uncovered

in our holiest city.

America doesn't respect
any culture but its own.

Your Honor, is any of this
relevant?

Let him talk,
Mr. McCoy.

It's his right.

You think that your way
is the only way

and feel that you have the right
to invade anyone who disagrees--

Bosnia, Somalia, Iraq.

You try to assimilate the world.

America is a country

that was born out of the
mass murder of Native Americans

and built on the backs
of Africans.

If the Native Americans
could've defended themselves

by flying planes into buildings,
don't you think they would've?

If the slaves could've freed
themselves by becoming martyrs

don't you think
that they would've?

And it wouldn't
have been terrorism...

it would've been self-defense.

So killing a woman who
challenges your view of Islam

is self-defense?

I didn't kill her,
Michael Sanchez did.

How did he get
your father's gun?

I don't know.

Why would Michael Sanchez

target an advocate
for Muslim women?

It was a robbery;
you heard him say that.

But you're not sad she's dead.

She didn't know
her place.

Quran 4:34 says Allah made men
superior to women.

Under your perversion
of the religion.

See, this is what
I'm talking about.

Any religion that Americans
don't understand

they call perverted.

If we could get back
to the homicides

Mr. McCoy.

Yeah, go ahead, Mr. McCoy,
go ahead.

Listen to the lady.

Excuse me?
No, I won't.

I will not allow a female
to judge me.

That's enough for today.

We'll pick it up
tomorrow, 9:30.

From what I saw

he's nowhere near
legally insane.

Just your garden variety
fanatic fundamentalist.

If this had been
about politics

he probably would've
become an anarchist.

If it was about music

he could've gotten into
grunge and heavy metal.

He picked religion

specifically Islam,
for a specific reason.

Adolescent rebellion.

No, he could've
bought a motorcycle

or pierced his tongue.

People who become
fundamentalists do so because

there's a part of the dogma
that resonates with them.

There's something
in their psyche

that draws them

to a distorted interpretation

of an otherwise
legitimate religion.

There's a sect for every nut.

Exactly.

But what is it
about militant Islam

that Landen finds

so appealing?

Sanchez shot Hugh Murdoch.

Landen shot his wife.

"Allah made men
superior to women."

My guess

is he is terrified of women.

Militant Islam
eases that anxiety

by making women subordinate.

Landen became a slave of Allah
because he couldn't get a date?

I'm not saying

it's as simple as that, Jack.

But I did see how
he reacted to Judge Borke

and I saw how his mother
reacted to him.

So Mommy made him do it?

She walked
out on him.

Castration hurts whether
it's surgical or emotional.

He can't confront
his mother directly.

I think he's scared to death
of women, period.

And what would happen if a woman
challenged him, literally?

You're talking about
Louise Murdoch?

I'm talking about Serena.

Your Honor,
with the court's permission

Ms. Southerlyn will continue
with the cross examination.

That's fine with me.

How are you feeling today, Greg?

I can get you a glass
of water, if you like.

I'm fine.

I'm sorry, that's right,
I wouldn't want to be party

to you violating any of
your vows of self-sacrifice.

Religion is not meant
to be easy.

Like during Ramadan when a man is drawn
closer to God

by disregarding
his earthly needs.

And what's the other one,
Shuha...?

Shuhada.
Right.

That's it.

The prayer before you give
your life for God.

It's an honor to die for Allah.

And Allah wanted
Louise Murdoch dead?

She defied his will.

So, whoever actually
pulled the trigger

would be the true slave to Allah

and should be honored
to accept the consequences

of that act, is that correct?

Yet you keep denying it.

Is that because you're scared

to accept
those consequences?

Scared of the Shuhada?

You are just like Murdoch.

You're both enemies to Islam.

She poisons women against men.

She has killed her unborn child

and serves liquor
in her home.

So you shot her in the back.

You don't have to say
that, you know.

No, you were great, Serena.

You cracked him like a walnut.

He didn't actually crack.

Don't be so sure of that.

Landen said in court
that Louise Murdoch

had killed her unborn child.

I thought that was
just part of his rant.

What if Louise Murdoch

did have an abortion?

How would he know?

And how would he know
about her open-door policy

or the fact that
she threw parties

where alcohol
was served?

How could he possibly
know about any of that?

He knew her.

Anyone that ges into Louise's offie

has to get by me first.

And you never saw her
with Greg Landen?

I've been following
the trial.

Believe me, if I
recognized the S.O.B.

I would've
called you guys.

Maybe one of her students...

She wasn't teaching
this semester.

But she did have some students
helping her research the book.

Anyone who went
to Strickland Academy?

You should've
come forward, Jennifer.

I didn't know it had
anything to do with me.

Denial's a wonderful thing,
isn't it?

Murdoch was your friend.

And that's why...

I prayed it had
nothing to do with me.

Well, why don't you
tell me what you do know.

Greg and I were friends.

But that was way before

he got into the
whole Muslim thing.

Did you tell him
about Louise Murdoch?

Maybe there was a little
hero worship going on.

She got me excited
about women's rights.

She opened my eyes
to what was going on

in some Muslim countries.

And you opened Greg's eyes.

I guess.

Once I even dragged Greg
to dinner with her.

Are you saying that
you two were involved?

Sure...

I guess.
If you could even call it that.

What exactly does that mean?

We've already
been through this.

I'm not accepting
any of your deals.

You're not here as
a defendant, Mr. Landen.

I asked you here in your capacity as your
own counsel.

We want to call a witness

that wasn't on our
initial witness list.

Call whoever you want.

I don't care.

I appreciate your amenability,
Mr. Landen.

Legally, you're entitled
to question her

before she takes the stand.

We both know that's going
to be a waste of time.

This is our additional witness,
Mr. Landen.

Jennifer Taylor.

I think you know
each other.

How could you, Greg?

Did you do this because of me?

Think about it, Greg.

Think about what Jennifer
will say on the stand...

in front of your friends,
the press...

your mother...

the whole world...

Shut up!

Shut up!

You shut up!
'Cause I am a man!

I am a man, no matter what
she says about me.

Okay?

You laughed at me.

You laughed.

You shouldn't have laughed.

Well, at least
at his allocution

Landen apologized to the
entire Muslim community.

Olivet was right,
he wasn't a true believer.

He was just
a humiliated adolescent.

All in all, I'd say
we're damn lucky

this was just one
screwball kid.

An angry kid full of rage,
just looking for a target.

Isn't that what
a terrorist is?

What's scary is how easy
it is to create one.

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