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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.

Frank and Count Basie
at The Sands.
That'll set the mood.

Then what are you
going to do?

Yeah. Hot oil?
That sounds good.

Yeah, that'll definitely get
little Johnny's attention.

Wait, wait.

Advanced Studies.

Hello again, Mr. Aronson.

I was just on my way out.

No, I wouldn't leave
if your wife was still here,
but she's not.

Okay, okay.
I got your number.

I'll take a quick look,
I'll call you back. Bye-bye.

Hello, Jackie?
Listen, there's something
I got to do, okay, baby?

I'll be right back.

Keep the coffee
percolating. Bye.

Mrs. Aronson?

Mrs. Aronson?

Mrs. Aronson!

The school custodian,
Johnny Cobb, says he
found her about 9:30.

Any other witnesses?

Nobody else was
in the building.

The front doors were locked,
the alarm was set.

I saw her around 7:00,
she was grading papers,

she told me
she was leaving soon.

And the first time
her husband called,
you checked the classroom?

That was just
a little after 9:00.

I walked by the room,
the lights were out,
so I didn't look in.

I called him back,
I told him she wasn't here.

But the second time,
you looked in.

The second time
I tried the door,
it was open.

She always locks up
after herself.

She often work late?Yeah.

Damn shame, you know,
a young woman like that,
she's a good person.

Yeah, they usually are,
Mr. Cobb. Thank you.

Thought you were
going to call in sick.

Can't afford to give up
the sick days
before Christmas.

Okay, so when I get
your cold,

is your wife going to
make me chicken soup?

Say hello to
Sarah Aronson, 28,
taught art and art history,

and according to
Detective Bailey,

she's been history
for about two hours.

Give or take.

Strangled with the strap
from her handbag.

Perp left behind cash,
cards, the whole caboodle.

Well, maybe he got
what he came for.

It must have been
the Immaculate Conception.

Panties are intact,
no fluids anywhere.

Yeah, unless you count
all that red stuff.

No wounds on her I can see,
blood's got to be the perp's.

Anything she might've
used as a weapon?

Yeah, we found
a piece of chalk.

Bag her as soon
as you're ready.

Did you take art
in high school, Rey?

Physics.

An art teacher,
who'd she ever hurt?

Yeah, an algebra teacher,
I could understand.

This was Sarah's third year
at Advanced Studies.

She was involved in every
aspect of school life.

Coached girls volleyball,
headed the community
outreach group.

Do you have any idea
who could have done this?

Some neighborhood scum.

We had a couple
of break-ins last year.

They stole some computers,
vandalized classrooms.

Your people did
a quick inventory,

nothing was stolen,
nothing was vandalized.

And there's no sign
of any break-in.

I can't believe anyone
here would do this.

Two thousand high school kids,
and every one of them's
an angel?

We recruit our students

from among the highest
achievers in the city.

They take a battery
of tests to get here,
these aren't hoodlums.

Well, Dr. Sabloff, somebody
got out without setting off
the alarm.

How many people have
a key to disarm it?

Faculty, some of the staff.

Look, you're barking up
the wrong tree here.

Whoever did this could
have taken Sarah's key
to get out.

Sarah told me she was
having dinner with
another teacher,

Lana Halstead.

She was supposed to
be home around 9:00.

When can I bring her back?

I've got to arrange
the funeral before
the Sabbath.

We'll tell the coroner
to try to speed it up.

Mr. Aronson, if your wife
was having dinner
with a friend,

then why did you
call the school?

Well, when Sarah
wasn't home by 9:00,
I called Ms. Halstead.

She said that
Sarah never showed up.

She thought maybe
she was still grading papers
at the school.

And what did you think?

Mr. Aronson, is it possible
that she was seeing somebody?

No.

No.

But something was going on.

For two weeks now,
there were calls,
lots of hang-ups.

Once a man called,
asked for Sarah,

and they wouldn't
leave a message.

Well, what did she say
about these calls?

She just thought
I was making a big deal
about nothing.

Can you think of anyone
who could have made
these calls?

No.

Sarah and I were supposed
to have dinner together,

I was not
covering for her.

Ms. Halstead,
you might think you're
helping your friend here.

I am not lying.

Sarah was not the type
to have an affair.

My experience is
it's an equal-opportunity
character flaw.

Sarah and I were close.

If she were seeing somebody,
I'm sure that I would know.

Well, her husband said
they got some strange
phone calls,

at least one of them
from a man.

Ms. Halstead?

She hinted that she was
having a problem with
one of the other teachers.

This problem have a name?

Richard Kovax, Advanced Math.

He was her mentor,
her first year here.

Is that all he was?

Well, maybe not in
Richard's imagination.

Richard's been with
the school for 18 years,

and anytime they need
money for some kind of
special project,

he's the one they send to
speak to these foundations.

So that kind of thing
breeds a certain amount
of arrogance.

I got along very well
with Sarah. I liked her.

If she had
a problem with that,
she never told me.

Then why would she
want to talk about you
with Ms. Halstead?

Beats me. I may not
be God's gift to women,

but I'm not surprised
I'm a topic among
the female staff here.

Well, we got the impression
that your animal magnetism
wasn't on the agenda.

Look, Sarah was
an exciting intellectual

and a fine artist
in her own right.

I showed her
a little more attention.

If she mistook that
for something deeper...

Or more sinister?

Did you ever call her
at home, Richard?

Don't bother saying no,
'cause we have other ways
of finding out.

I might've called her
last week to discuss
the outreach program.

And last night around 7:30?

I was at the Morningside Gym,
warming up for my session
with my trainer.

I was there till
just after 10:00.

He has a regular time,
8:00, three nights a week.

Uh-huh. And what time did
you get here Wednesday?

7:00. Then I went straight
into the whirlpool to work
on my knee.

I didn't see Richard
till about 7:50.

He was warming up
on the treadmill.

Did you notice any cuts
or bruises on him?

No, but he usually
wears a sweatshirt.

See, he had a bypass
about two years ago,

he really doesn't want
people to see the scar.

How about his mood?
Anything unusual that night?

No, same as it's been for
the last couple of weeks.

Lousy.

He had the Christmas blues
a few weeks early, huh?

Well, you ask me,
he got the three strikes
from his girlfriend.

They used to
come in together,

but she called me
about two weeks ago,
wanted to change her time.

Two weeks ago,
right around the same time

Aronson started getting
the phone calls.

You get that
girlfriend's number,

we're going to
need it, all right?

I'm not exactly shocked
you're here.

I knew sooner or later
it would catch up
to Richard,

I just didn't expect
it would be this fast.

What would catch up to him?

The second coming
of Classanova.

Believe me, I thought of
calling the police myself.

So what happened?

Did he run off
with her to Vegas?

You're saying
he was involved with
one of his students?

I was at his place on Sunday,
a couple of weeks ago.

He went out to get the paper.

The phone rang,
I heard the message
on the machine.

It sounded like
a young girl.

What was the message?

She was sorry
she'd gotten him in trouble.

She said it wasn't
her fault, she tried
keeping it a secret,

but something
about a Mrs. Aronson,

and the girl left
her name. Mattie.

What did Kovax
say about it?

He told me I was
jumping to conclusions.

Right.

I know I didn't phone
my high school teachers
at home on Sunday mornings.

I got my things and left.

My money's
on the girlfriend.

She wouldn't have
walked unless there was
something to it.

Oh, yeah? Well,
take it from the old bull,

women can walk because
you leave the cap off
the toothpaste.

Besides, this Mattie
could be 90 years old.

I got the work-up
on the blood
from the scene.

The perp's male,
most likely Caucasian.

So far that's me.

Well, you better cut out
your morning donut.

The PCR tests indicate
our perp's predisposed
to diabetes.

Well, if Kovax had a bypass,
maybe that wasn't his only
health problem.

Yeah, I'm still here.
Yeah, go ahead.

Right. Can you give me
the address?

Okay, thank you very much.

Kovax has a Mattie Braverman
in his 11th grade class.

Lennie, what kind of trouble
does a grown man get in over
a 16-year-old?

Come on.BRISCOE: Well, let's ask him.

Mmm-mmm. Ask the girl first,
might save us some apologies.

The love life of
a 16-year-old girl?

Sounds like your department.

Have a seat, Mattie.

I told your mother
it wouldn't take long.

I don't mind
looking at some photos,

but I really doubt
I'll recognize anybody.

I really didn't notice
who was hanging around
the school last Wednesday.

I didn't bring you down
here to look at mug shots,

but I do want to know
about your relationship
with Richard Kovax.

He's just my teacher,
what do you mean?

You called him at home.

One of his friends
heard your message.

I don't even know
his number.

Mattie, we can look
at your phone records.

We can prove
you made the call,

so don't lie
or I promise you,

you will be in
serious trouble.

All right,
I better get your mother.

This is
a murder investigation,

and you're
a material witness.

The less you cooperate,
the worse it gets.

Wait.

Don't bring
my mother in here.

The call wasn't about
what you think.

I wasn't sleeping
with Mr. Kovax.

Then what was the call about?

Mrs. Aronson was my advisor.

She called me in
a couple of weeks ago

because I was getting
A's in Advanced Math.

She knew I wasn't
a math genius.

Last year, I was
getting C's and D's.

She wanted to know
what the deal was.

And what did you tell her?

She was like you.

She thought I was
slutting Mr. Kovax
for good grades.

She said she was gonna go
to the administration.
I said it wasn't true.

I was buying grades
from Mr. Kovax.

Excuse me?

I was giving him
$300 a semester.

I had to, to bring up my GPA,
or forget about Vassar.

I'm not the only one,
you know.

I can name at least
six other students
in my class.

She said she was going
to speak to Mr. Kovax.

I've been
Teacher of the Year,
five years running.

I know how to
motivate these kids.

You know how to
pick their pockets.

We talked to some
of Mattie's friends,
they all tell the same story.

Seven kids,
three bills each a semester,

that's over $4,000 a year,
not counting the kids
we don't know about.

I think I should
talk to a lawyer.

You say the word,
we'll let you make a call

right after we book you
for bribe-receiving
and murder.

That's absolutely crazy.

I left that school at 6:30.

Dr. Sabloff saw me leave,
ask him.

We did. That just means
you came back later.

You're dead meat, Richard.

You left your blood
all over that classroom.

What'd she do,
smack you in the nose

while you were
strangling her?

Look, I'm an O negative.
You check,
it can't be my blood.

Thanks for your
cooperation, Richard.

It's my duty to inform you

that your blood type
matches the type
found at the scene.

But that's impossible.

Stand up, Mr. Kovax.

Wait, would you
let me explain?

What, you don't want
a lawyer anymore?

No, I want to clear this up.

Sarah found out
what I was doing,

but I made a deal with her,
I stopped taking the money.

And did you stop
taking their money?

Yes.

I told the students
the deal was off,
and I told them why.

You told them that
Sarah Aronson was the one
who pulled the plug?

Maybe I shouldn't have.

A few days ago,
Sarah told me
she'd gotten threats,

anonymous notes
left on her desk.

She wanted to know
who was responsible.

I told her I didn't know.

I teach seven classes,
it could have been
any one of 30 kids,

but I swear to God,
I didn't kill her.

Well,
we believe you, Mr. Kovax.

Turns out,
we got everything mixed up.

Your blood type
doesn't match, after all.

She kept a locker
in here to change
for volleyball practice.

This one's yours, Lennie.
I did her desk.

Great. Smelly socks.
I can't wait.

This one, number 12.

Hmm.

This is cute.

"Open your big mouth,
Jew bitch, and you'll die."

"Hitler was right,
burn with the rest
of the mud people."

I met Mrs. Aronson last year.

She brought her
students to the Met
to see our collection

of da Vinci drawings.

She had some very
talented young artists
in her group,

very strong on technique.

As for subject matter,

well, the sooner
they stop listening
to heavy metal, the better.

Well, what about
the kid who was listening
to Deutschland uber alles?

Is he one of hers?

Well, this drawing was done
in freehand calligraphy,

meaning each figure
was outlined with
one continuous line.

Definitely inspired
by Japanese sumi-e painting.

Very much like this one.

What's particularly
interesting

are the folds in
this dress and this.

See how the shadows
are suggested by
the thickness of the line?

The same hand drew
both of these.

Edward Camarillo.

Yeah, I drew an angel
for a school project.

Is that some
kind of violation
of church and state?

I'll show you a violation.

This is your work, Eddie,
your special style.

Are you asking me
a question?

Everything in here's
a question, wiseass.

Look, I didn't
draw this, okay?

Somebody ripped me off.

And I never sweated Mrs. A.

Oh! Even when she
squirted on your parade?

Yeah, Richard Kovax
told us you were buying
grades from him.

Kovax is lying.
I earned my grades in math.

Oh, yeah? How about
a little pop quiz, Eddie?

Let's see, you're 18.

Why don't we add 25 to that,
'cause that's the going rate
for murder.

You better watch who
you're cracking off to,
you little punk.

Now, we match your prints
to the prints on
this drawing, it's over.

So you talk now,
or you're going to be
grabbing your ankles

for some real tough guys
down in Sing Sing.

Look, I didn't do this stuff,
I swear, okay?

And I don't know who did.

A lot of people
were pissed off at Mrs. A.

And I didn't kill her,
you can ask my pops.

I was working
in his store that night.

The old man owns
a shoe repair place
up on Amsterdam,

kid works the counter
till 8:00.

Checked with some
of the customers,
he was there.

We showed his folks
the drawing he sent Aronson.

It didn't go over
in a big way.

Got to admit
it's a little
out of character.

His mother lent us
his high-school year book.

Junior Honors Graphic Design,
American History Medal,

Dean's List, Media Center
and a letter in wrestling.

Doesn't impress me
as much as his alibi.

Hey, Rey?

This favorite quote
of his, L-A-L,

what is that,
something in espanol?

I never heard of it.

Look at this kid, Ashton.
His quote's K-I-L.

He's on
the wrestling team, too.

Wait a minute.

Here's somebody
with a K-E-S.

Niels, another wrestler.

Same as this one, Hastings.
He's got L-K-I.

Give me those letters again.

L-K-I,

K-E-S,

K-I-L and L-A-L.

A secret code for wrestlers?

Maybe we get
Vanna White in here.

Could be all one message.

Try in alphabetical order
by the kids' names.

First one is Ashton.
He's got K-I-L.

Yeah, then there's
Camarillo, L-A-L.

Next.

Matt Hastings, L-K-I.

Hey, it was a joke,

just to see if the geeks
at the yearbook were awake.

Well, we were wide awake.
We know all about
your deal with Kovax.

Yeah, and we know about
the notes Aronson got.

Were those supposed
to be a joke, too?

Look, we're sorry
she's dead,

but we don't know what
you're talking about.

Right. We're all sorry.

We have to take a shower
before our next class.

Is that okay?

Sure, make sure
you scrub real hard.

We weren't out
to hurt anybody,

besides it's free speech,
it's protected.

That doesn't cover
death threats, Matt.

I'm talking
about the yearbook,
I never threatened anybody.

Oh, yeah. "Kill all kikes."
I guess you meant that
in a nice way.

Look, it was a joke.

Ezra Pound
made fun of the Jews.

And Hemingway in
The Sun Also Rises.

Why do you think
he gave the fool
the name of Cohn?

Just because I made
fun of them, so what?

Can I go now, please?

They thought
this was funny?

Yeah, Hastings gave us
a comparative lit course
on their sense of humor.

According to Richard Kovax,
all four were buying grades
from him.

Camarillo has an alibi
for the night of the murder,

but we think the other three
are viable suspects.

I didn't think
it was relevant before,

but I came by the school
one evening a month ago.

I saw Matt Hastings
coming out the front door.

He told me
he was working on
a chemistry project.

He said he'd gotten
the key for the alarm
from Ms. Miller.

You checked
this out with her?

She denied
giving him the key.

So the kid was lying.

I didn't think so
at the time.

I assumed she was
covering up to avoid
being reprimanded.

You took a student's word
over hers?

Not just any student.

Matt Hastings was in
the top one percentile,

he was class president
last year.

There was talk of
making him valedictorian.

I never suspected this.

We did handsprings
for the judge.

He still wouldn't sign off
on a search warrant.

You lifted fingerprints
from the notes?

Doesn't help.
None of these kids
has ever been printed.

In other words, we're stuck.
We've got the blood
at the scene,

but we can't force Hastings
to give us a sample.

The M.E. found
a predisposition
to diabetes.

Diabetes can be detected
by looking for high sugar
in urine.

We still need a warrant
to make this punk
pee in a cup.

The school doesn't.

Hastings is a wrestler.

We ask them to
conduct a drug test
of the wrestling team.

And that gets us around it?

The Supreme Court said so
in the Vernoniaruling
a few months ago.

That allows the testing
of high school athletes
without a warrant.

Hastings, Matthew.That's him.

Let me see the number
on that one.

As our lawyer,
this should make you
very uncomfortable.

These children have rights.

Board of Education
gave it their blessing.

This is strictly
by the book.

Well, we ran a full screen
on all the students.

As high schools go,
this one's very clean.

Only two positives.
One for THC
and one for alcohol.

We're looking for sugar.

Sugar?

My mother warned me,
one day the sugar police
would show up.

Yeah, well,
we finally got here.
So, did you find any?

Actually, whenever we get
a positive read for alcohol,

we run another test
to determine if
the source is external.

As in a glass of wine?

Correct. Otherwise,
the source could be internal.

If there's yeast in the urine
and an abundance of sugar,

presto, body works
like a still.

Here we go.
The dipstick is number 16.

"Presence of alcohol
due to an abnormal
high-sugar count."

Kid's a diabetic,
and I bet he doesn't
know it.

Number 16. Matt Hastings.

Tell me what he did,
I have a right to know!

You stay
out of the way,
Mr. Hastings.

Matt, be careful!

Stand up.

Put your hands up.

All right,
turn that crap off.

Matt Hastings,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Sarah Aronson.

You have the right
to remain silent.Dad!

Anything you do say can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.

You know, Jack,

I half expected to
look out your window
and see Tiananmen Square.

Here, we don't put people,
much less children,

behind bars
for their thoughts.

He's a political prisoner?

Alice, please,
Bill Kunstler is spinning
in his grave.

You had a suspect.
In fact, you had two,
Kovax and Camarillo.

Why go after my client?

Simple. He expressed
a point of view
you didn't like.

His crime wasn't
about his point of view.

It was about
pumping up his grades,

and Sarah Aronson
got in the way.

So I'd have to work
a little harder, big deal.

The only reason I paid
Kovax is I got lazy.MARSDALE: Matt...

No, really.
Check my math scores
for the past three years.

A's and A minuses,
same as all my courses.That's enough.

Mr. McCoy,
Matt didn't kill anybody.

He was at home with me.

If he were my son,
Mr. Hastings, I'd probably
say the same thing.

Now, if he tells me
others were involved,

I might convince a judge
to go easy on him.

Did I ask for a handout?

You should.

We found his fingerprints
on one of the notes.

I was just trying
to scare her off.

We matched his blood
to the blood on the scene,

and his principal told us
he has a key to the school.

He knows I borrowed it
from Ms. Miller.

She told him you didn't.

If you're going to
kill people,

you shouldn't advertise
the fact in your yearbook.

A dumb prank,
that's all it was.

Not half as egregious
as violating
the Fourth Amendment,

which you did when you
stuck a jar of his fluids
under a microscope.

Motion to suppress
the drug-test results,

trampling on
the rights of a minor.

How low can you get?

In Vernonia,

the Supreme Court
allowed drug testing

to combat illegal drug use
in public schools.

It did not intend
the test as a subterfuge
to identify murder suspects.

This was a properly
conducted search
for illegal drugs.

They were looking for drugs,
but they came up
with diabetes?

The predisposition
for diabetes was in
plain view, Your Honor.

Under a microscope.

The defendant tested
positive for alcohol.

The lab ran a routine test
to find the source
of the alcohol.

That's how they found
he had a high-sugar level.

Sounds like plain view
to me, Ms. Marsdale.

Your Honor,
the Vernoniaruling
sanctioned random testing.

There was nothing random
about this test.

I refer to Exhibit C of
the moving affidavits,

the statement
by the lab technician
who conducted the tests.

When the samples
were collected,

the officers singled out
which individual

they were interested in,
namely, my client.

You dispute this, Mr. McCoy?

The officers simply asked for
the identification number

of Mr. Hastings' specimen.

There was no intent to corrupt
the testing procedure.

I don't care
about their intent.

You pushed the envelope
too far, Mr. McCoy.

I'm granting the motion.
The test results are out.

Your Honor,
since the results led to
my client being charged

and to further evidence
being collected, may I...

Yes, it's all out.
The charges are dismissed.

These officers.
A couple of Chatty Cathys.

They were looking
at the bottom
of the bag, Adam.

The drug test was all
we had to go with.

Still have the threats,
still have motive.

Build the house again.CLAIRE: Right.

The yearbook and the
threats might have been
juvenile hyperbole,

but not what the police
found in his room.

Issues of Aryan Times
magazine,

racist literature downloaded
from the Internet,

White Power music.

Let me guess. Wagner.

Yeah, you won't be
hearing this at the Met.

"Jew Boy,
better start running,

"rat-faced bastard,
our time is coming."

I'm shocked we have things
like this in a free society.

This kid have an alibi?

Home with his father.

What's his father's alibi?

I was doing home care
in Kew Gardens that night.

I came back
just before 11:00.

Joe was watching the news
and Matt was in his room,
on the computer.

And your daughter,
where was she?

Carlie had a sleepover
at a friend's house.

But you're sure Matt
was home all night?

Yes, my husband told me,
and I know my own son.

He's nothing like
they say in the papers.

Those people think
we're all anti-Semites.

Those people?

You know very well
what I'm talking about,
Ms. Kincaid.

It's clear what your son
was talking about
in the yearbook.

He was just trying to get
a rise out of people.

I mean,
look at that school.

How do you think he feels?
He's a minority.

What about
the hate literature
found in his room?

Who was that aimed at?

Matt reads a lot.
It's just a curiosity.

He doesn't have
a problem with Jews.

For God's sake,
he was seeing a Jewish girl.

Do I think
he's an anti-Semite?

When he was with me,
Matt admired Jews.

He was always going on
how intelligent we were.

The first couple of months,
it was kind of flattering.

And then?

Then some of the stuff
he told other people
got back to me.

Like, how he was
just with me because

he thought it was good
for his image.

You're smart
and attractive.

It could have been some
male chest-thumping.

It wasn't that.
It was because
I was Jewish.

He thought it would help him
get over with the other
Jewish kids at school.

So that was
important to him?

Well, yeah.

It is if you want to
become class president
and a bunch of other stuff

that looks good on
a college application,
and it worked.

Last month, he got
early admission to Princeton,
full scholarship.

Thanks to you.

Is that why
you guys broke up?

Yeah. Of course,
he denied using me.

He blamed all
the other Jewish kids
for telling lies about him.

He said that they
were just jealous.

It was just so
typical of him,
you know.

He never took responsibility
for anything.

Loren, you never answered
my first question.

Is he an anti-Semite,
or is it like his mom says,
it's just an act?

No, it's no act.

I mean, I know
where he gets it from,
it's his parents.

Like, one time his dad
started asking about this
family, the Abramsons.

Like, all us Jews were
supposed to know
each other or something.

He said that they cheated him
out of his printing business,

and that it was their
fault he couldn't afford
to send Matt to prep school.

It was just stupid.

Even though I know
how Matt feels
about Jewish people,

I just can't believe
he could have killed
Mrs. Aronson.

Niels and Ashton, I mean,
I could totally imagine
them doing it.

Those guys are scary.

What about Eddie Camarillo?

He just follows Matt around.

I mean, they've been friends
since freshman year.

They do crazy stuff together.

They used to break into
the school on Saturdays
to lift weights and stuff.

How'd they get past
the alarm system?

Well, Eddie had a key
made on the machine
at his dad's store.

You gave him the key, Eddie.

That's how he got out,
after he killed
Mrs. Aronson.

That's not true.
I don't have a key.

Our witness says you do.

That makes you
an accomplice to murder.

And whatever plans
you had for the next
20 years,

you better put them on hold.

Now you serve up
Matt Hastings, your future
gets a little brighter.

I can't.
I'm down with him.

Hey.

Be down with this.

When Hastings talks
about the mud people,
who you think that is?

That's you, Eddie.
That's you and me.

We're the mud people.

You're wrong.

My people come from
pure Spanish blood,
white Christian blood.

Come on.

After they're done
with the Jews, the blacks,

the Asians, the Arabs,
who's next?

Sooner or later,
the mailman comes to
your gate, hermano.

Mrs. Aronson
recognized my drawing.

She called me in.

She said
she'd give us a chance
to turn ourselves in.

Matt said he'd lose
his scholarship.

He said he was
going to talk to her.

So I gave him my key.

I never thought
he was going to hurt her.

Pick him up.

I'll never doubt
the law of averages again.

Arrest someone often enough
and sooner or later,
it'll stick.

It had more to do
with the law
of inevitability.

Once we had
Camarillo's testimony,

Judge Busey had no choice
but to re-admit
all the other evidence.

But I'm a gracious
winner, Alice.

If you want to discuss
a plea, I'm all ears.

Sorry to get your
testosterone bubbling,

Jack, but this is
just a courtesy call.

Roy Payne, Jack McCoy,
Claire Kincaid.

Roy will be heading
the defense.

Roy Payne?

You recruited a Klan lawyer.

I don't belong to
the Klan, Mr. McCoy.

Wrote a few briefs
in support of their march
in Skokie, that's all.

It'll take more than
briefs to get this boy
out of the woods.

Well, I doubt it.

Our client's
the innocent victim
of a pernicious conspiracy

to frame him and protect
the real murderer.

And who would that be?

Richard Kovax.

The Jews got together
to protect him,
and I'll prove it.

If a judge will stop
laughing long enough
to let you.

We're completely
within our rights, Your Honor.

Moreover, as defense counsel,
we have an absolute duty
to our client

to present
an alternate theory to
the crime, if one exists.

A credible theory,
not paranoid fantasies.

They can't offer
a shred of evidence
to support this claim.

Well, we have evidence,
Your Honor.

A Jewish detective led
the investigation.

A Jewish teacher was
inexplicably dismissed
as a prime suspect.

Another Jewish teacher lied
to implicate my client.

A Jewish forensic technician
allowed evidence
to be contaminated.

I get the idea, Mr. Payne.

Your Honor, it's obvious
this defense serves only
one purpose,

to confuse and
inflame the jury.
It's offensive.

Yes, it is, Mr. McCoy,
but your objection
is premature.

I'll weigh their evidence
before it's presented
to the jury.

If they can't give me
an offer of proof,

then you'll have
your remedies.

Jury selection will
begin tomorrow morning.

It's the golden age
of conspiracy theories,
Mr. McCoy.

People love them.

They help them make sense
of an irrational world.

It's theories like yours
that make it irrational.

You know you have nothing
to back it up.

I've got reasonable doubt.

You go outside
with me right now,

we'll ask 12 people
on the street what they
think about Jews,

and all I need's one.

Mr. Carson,

have you ever used
a racial epithet to
describe a Jewish person?

Maybe, but never
to somebody's face.

I respect
the Jewish people.

Thank you.
We're done, Your Honor.

Do you have any
Jewish friends,
Mr. Carson?

No, but my landlord
is Jewish.

And Mr. Baron?

Have you ever been
the victim of
a racially-motivated attack?

No, I haven't.
Thank God.

Amen, Mr. Baron.

Just one more thing.

By any chance,
are you Jewish?

Objection, Your Honor!

In my chambers.

He has no business
asking the question.

A juror cannot be
excluded because of
his race or religion.

He can if he's biased.

My client has a right to
know if Jewish jurors can
set aside their bias.

I simply want to put them
under heightened scrutiny.

Mr. Payne simply
wants to exclude them.

That's unconstitutional,
even for peremptory
challenges.

If I find
some unbiased Jews,

then by all means
they're welcome to stay.

Anyway, this issue
won't come up very often.

Most of them are smart
enough to avoid jury duty
in the first place.

Mr. Payne, that is enough.

Mr. McCoy,
as odious as I find
Mr. Payne's position,

bias is a relevant factor
in jury selection.

I'll allow his questions.

Payne's already
in the win column.

He's made the justice
system complicit in
his client's bigotry.

You mean his own.

Only difference between
Payne and Hastings
is a law degree.

Turn back the clock,
he'd be drafting the
house rules at Auschwitz.

Get off the soapbox.

You're trying a murderer,
not an anti-Semite.

He's a lot of both.

Well, I couldn't care less.

I don't want this
turning into a farce
about who said the K word.

Hastings said it,
and I believe he meant it.

He was probably saying it
when he killed her.

The woman who was
lowering the boom on
his Princeton scholarship.

He would have killed her
if her name was McGinty.

Make sure the jury knows it.

When we performed
the RFLP tests

on the blood swatches
taken from the scene

and the blood taken
from the defendant,

we found that genetic codes
in both samples matched.

What are the odds that
the blood you found
came from someone else?

With this precise match?
One in a million.

Mr. Rosen,

was the RFLP test
first performed

on the blood swatches
from the crime scene

before or after my client
had been arrested?

I'll have to check.

I'm looking at the dates.

It was after
he was arrested,

once a blood sample
was collected from him
at Central Booking Station.

Who brought
the blood sample to your lab?

Detective Briscoe
signed the evidence sheet.

And were the blood swatches
from the crime scene
kept in your lab,

under lock and key,
24 hours a day?

No, not when
someone's there working.

Then is it possible
Detective Briscoe
could have had access

to the blood swatches
from the crime scene

before you performed
the RFLP test?

Anything's possible.

Thank you, Mr. Rosen.
No more questions.

After we collected
the blood sample from
the defendant,

I accompanied
Detective Briscoe to the lab.

He signed the evidence sheet

and gave the sample
to the lab technician,
Mr. Rosen.

Thank you, Detective.

Detective Curtis,
when you accompanied
Detective Briscoe to the lab,

were you with him
the whole time?

Yes.

You didn't go
to the washroom?

Didn't make a phone call?

You were literally
joined at the hip
to Detective Briscoe.

Is that your testimony?

No, I called our precinct
from the lab to report
our location.

That took about a minute.

So there was
a moment at the lab

when you and
Detective Briscoe
were separated. True?

Yes.

All right, following your
interrogation of Richard Kovax
at the precinct,

were you convinced
he was no longer
a suspect in this crime?

No, not entirely.

Why is that?He had a good motive,

and he had a window
of opportunity
to commit the crime.

Did you have a conversation
with Detective Briscoe
about Mr. Kovax?

Yes.

And following
this conversation,

did you then start looking
for other suspects?

Yes.So is it fair to say

you were overruled
by your senior partner?

Objection!

Withdrawn.

Just one last question.

To your knowledge,
is Detective Briscoe Jewish?

I don't know.
I never bothered asking.

Mr. Kovax spoke to
a number of foundations
on behalf of the school.

He had a knack for it.

In your opinion,
how much money did
he raise for the school?

I'm not sure I can
give you an estimate.

Permission to
treat as hostile.

Go ahead.

Dr. Sabloff, isn't it true,
in the past 10 years,

your school's received
nearly $3,000,000

from the foundations
Mr. Kovax visited?

That's a fair estimate.

Teacher of the Year,
top fund-raiser,

a very valuable asset
to your school, isn't he?

Yes, he was.

Did you communicate as much
to Detective Briscoe?

I suppose I did.

Did there come a time
when he called you

to inquire about the
whereabouts of Mr. Kovax
on the night of the murder?

Yes, I remember that call.

And that's when you learned
your top fund-raiser
was a murder suspect.

Yes, from Detective Briscoe.

Look, isn't that when
you concocted this alibi

that you saw Mr. Kovax
leave the school an hour
before the murder?

It wasn't a concoction,
it was the truth.

And then,
a short time later,

didn't you suddenly
remember my client
had a key to the school?

I didn't suddenly
remember anything.

Well, you didn't
mention it the first time

you talked to
the police, did you?

Because I couldn't imagine
that one of my students
was involved.

But you could,
once you and
Detective Briscoe

saw my client's message
in the yearbook,
isn't that right?

Well, yes.As a Jew,

your passions
were so inflamed
by that message,

you made up a lie
to implicate my client,
isn't that true?

No, that's absurd.

Just as you lied
when you and
Detective Briscoe

cooked up an alibi
for Richard Kovax.

Absolutely not.

Jews don't conspire
with each another to
protect Jewish criminals.

It's ridiculous.

Oh, is it?

Dr. Sabloff,
are you familiar
with Jonathan Pollard,

the American Jew
convicted of spying

on our government for
the state of Israel?

Objection! Relevance!

Are you aware there
are massive campaigns

by American Jewish
organizations to free him?

Your Honor!Objection sustained.

Mr. Payne, find another
line of questioning.

I have no more questions
for this witness, Your Honor.

Dr. Sabloff, did you
conspire with anyone
or lie to the police

to falsely implicate
the defendant?

No.

Is Mr. Kovax still raising
money for your school?

No, he was fired as soon
as we discovered he was
selling grades.

Hey, Counselor!JACK: Yeah?

Just out of curiosity,
when can I expect
the cavalry?

Detective, I know
it's unpleasant,

but this can't be
the first time

that a defense attorney's
questioned your credibility.

You mean being accused
of planting evidence?

No, after 25 years
on the force,
that I'm used to.

What I resent
is the implication

that anything,
besides my badge,
dictates the way I do my job.

Put me on the stand,
I want to set
the record straight.

No, I'm not making you
the issue.

Hey, 12 people in there
already think I am.

I repeat, Detective,

this trial's not about you.
I'm sorry.

Sure. Oh, by the way,
this whole Jewish conspiracy?

Yes, my father was,
my mother isn't,
and I was raised Catholic,

but like you say,
it's not about me.

At first it didn't
bother me most of
the kids were Jewish.

We were all there
to learn and get
into good colleges.

We were equals,
but they didn't
see it that way.

Yeah. Can you
explain that, Matt?

They called me a goy.

It was a put-down
because I was Christian.

They always acted
like they knew
more than I did.

They were never interested
in my opinions about anything.

It wasn't just the students.

By all rights, I should
have been the captain of
the wrestling team.

Who did they pick?

Stan Shatenstein.

Did you make an effort
to get along with them?

Yes. Last year, I went out
with a Jewish girl.

Loren Nadel.

I liked her.
I thought she liked me.

Then she broke up
with me because of

what some Jewish kids
told her about me.

See, I don't have
a problem with Jews.

They have a problem with me.

Thank you, Matt.

Matt.

I'd like you to read out loud
from People's Exhibit 29.

"Kill all kikes."

Can you explain
what you meant

when you put that message
in your yearbook?

Nothing. It was a joke.

It wasn't even my idea.

Whose idea was it?

Rick Niels and Randy Ashton.

I just went along.

So you're not to blame,

is that what
you're saying?Yes.

And what about
the death threats?

Ashton's idea.

Also not your fault.

That's right.

And what about
the scholarship
to Princeton?

Who gets credit for that?

Objection.

Withdrawn.

When you learned
Sarah Aronson

knew you had sent
the death threats,

what went
through your mind?

Nothing. I didn't know.

Weren't you worried about
losing your scholarship?No.

Didn't you think
you'd wind up in some
community college?

That would never happen.

Do you know
where Michael Tobis
is going next year?

No.He's going to Brown.

Do you know where
John Pesner is going?

I heard he got accepted
to Harvard.

How about Gary Chaikin?Yale.

So most of the Jews
in your class were going
to Ivy League schools.

Isn't that right?Yes.

And where
did you think you'd be?

I don't know.

Well, you wouldn't be
at Princeton, would you?

I didn't think
about that.

And this time,
you couldn't blame
anybody else, could you?

Not your friends,
not Sarah Aronson,

not some
Jewish conspiracy. You!

Your fault.
You bought grades.

You sent death threats.No!

In fact, it's your fault
that you're on trial
for murder today, isn't it?

No, I'm being framed!

By who?

The same Jews that stole
your father's business away?

Objection.

In fact, it's your
stupidity that got you
into this trouble,

isn't that right?Mr. McCoy...

Sarah Aronson doesn't have
a damn thing to do with it.

She's not responsible
for your failure.

No! It was her fault!

That kike was going
to ruin my life!

As in the kikes
you joked about killing.

No.

No further questions.

I've sent you back four times
to continue deliberations.

I'm inclined to do it again.

Are you absolutely sure
you're unable to reach
a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor, we are.

Would any
further deliberations
break this deadlock?

No, Your Honor.

I have no choice
but to declare a mistrial.

The jury's dismissed.

Counsel has until
next Monday to agree
to a new trial date.

I spoke to Alice Marsdale.

She's willing
to discuss a plea.

Payne's not available
for another trial.

He got his headlines,
he's hitting
the Klan lecture circuit.

CNN interviewed
one of the jurors.

The vote was 11
to one to convict.

One hold-out.

I wonder which one.

Well, whoever it is,
they blended right in.

What else is new?
Next case.