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It's not a black male number.

Well, at least it answers one question about you.

Yeah, what's that?

I wear box of shorts.

Is it a pen?

Can't believe it.

Hold it!

I'm telling you what's going on.

What do you mean?

There's bodies involved in this caper.

Where are we in the corner?

You're not putting a bleeding body antique 16th century Tokagao mahogany chest.

What's it gonna be?

Your antique collection?

They are light.

There are

more hookers, mad dogs, perverts, cockroaches

and attorneys in New York City than any of us.

If I had to spend an evening, one of them, the

attorneys would probably be at the bottom list.

But the lawyers club annual dinner is the perfect

playground for special prosecutor Lawrence D.

Beck.

He was in his element and happy as a clam.

But Larry didn't realize is that today's clam can be the more clam chowder.

Gary, I'll have one.

Counselor, you look absolutely gorgeous, isn't it?

By counselor, you never even met me in court.

Well, I promised you for bond.

Thank you.

Yeah, I think we better pick up some more.

Oh, hi.

And while we're on this court, that is.

What about that second-degree murder charge when I stay there?

What about it?

I thought we were gonna talk to you, bargain.

But would you like to talk?

How about right here?

What about your place?

About lunch tomorrow.

Hey, Mac, aren't you supposed to talk?

Fine.

How about a dance?

I need to borrow this pretty lady.

I'll cut the call.

You've got a five working days a week.

Give somebody else a break.

Oh, I am.

Young attorneys right over there would like to meet my children.

My luck.

Oh, by the way, on our court with Ross Davis, did you two work anything out yet?

Don't negotiate.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Say.

I've got to meet somebody.

Aren't you loans, Barington?

At the past to none.

Stephanie Stevens?

Do you want to turn these stuff in you?

No.

I barely didn't have music appreciation.

May I buy you a drink?

Oh, yes.

What would you like?

Champagne?

Too Gary.

You bet.

How do you know me?

The papers.

Oh, bless your heart.

That dessert.

For the journal?

What do you say, counselor?

Absolutely.

Oh, no, really, I couldn't.

Don't be silly.

You look great.

A habeas corpus.

Well, thank you.

Well, just Stephanie Stevens.

To Lawrence Barrington.

Tell me would you like to dance?

I've got a better idea.

What would you say to finish your knees and getting out of here?

This is my lucky night.

I feel so good tonight.

The whole world looks different.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

That's it.

Come in.

Come on.

You are going to have the night of your life.

Come on, honey.

Is this your place of mine?

Tars.

Alright, come on.

Hurry up a little bit faster.

Get the lights up.

Come on, let's some help.

Oh, it's my place.

Stephanie,

where did you go?

You bring me a glass of water.

Come on, I'm being choked on him.

What's going on here?

Nothing.

It's all coming.

I'm your dream come true.

Relax, love.

Carl, shoot the Polaroid stuff first in the video.

Friends is that place.

The World Series is coming.

I bet the Mets in one of you, so it might book you for

the sins of the past season and attention to football.

Bernie, I don't agree with you.

I think they're going to beat this brand.

I want to take the points.

The Jets plus half for $2.

You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Thanks, Bernie.

I need your help, Mike.

I'm making this office user-friendly.

What's that mean?

Well, we're too inefficient around here.

I bring everything from the Rolodex onto the computer.

So what happened to these people?

Oh.

This shot, she was strangled, poisoned, committed suicide.

She was married, and he moved to Hollywood with him.

My camera investigations?

Please.

It's Barrington.

Yeah.

Hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer.

In serious, serious trouble.

I need a favor.

What kind of trouble?

I can't tell you over the phone to my apartment right away.

Take the subway.

It's faster than a car.

And please don't ask why.

Hey, Bernie.

Don't ask me why.

Hi.

What took you so long?

I didn't know I was on the club, huh?

Thank you for coming.

Something serious has happened to me.

It's a very traumatic situation.

It could change my entire life.

You finally hit puberty.

It's not a laughing matter.

It's a delicate situation.

It precludes my going through normal channels.

I don't know where else to go.

So what I'm saying is, I need your help.

I think.

Well, what makes you think I'd be interested in helping you?

You know, I don't even know why I bother.

I mean, forget it.

I will.

Just leave.

Goodbye.

Hammer, wait.

Come back.

Please.

What does it matter with you?

Sit down.

I'll tell you what's it matter with me.

You speak for themselves.

It's not fair.

Well, it's an interesting about you.

Yeah, what's that?

You wear boxer shorts.

Great.

Nice looking girl.

Nice looking guy.

Gun.

What happened?

Last night I went to the annual lawyers club dinner, and I met a very girl.

Stephanie Stevens.

This girl.

Beautiful.

Warm, intelligent, witty.

And she picked me up if that's what you want to call it.

Okay.

Anyway.

We made our way back here, and as far as life passed out.

How much booze did you have?

I didn't have a lot.

I mean, I nursed a drink all night long, and then I had a glass pan with her, and.

..

Oh, wait a minute.

Did she have her way with you?

Well, that depends on what you mean.

Depends on what you did.

I don't know what you did.

All I know is when I woke up in the morning, I

found these pictures, and this note on my pillow.

There are ten in a pack.

You should see the other six, and the videotape.

And the videotape?

So what do you think?

Is she the girl that picked you up?

No.

Guy in the garter belt.

Him, I never saw him before.

Well, what happened to the girl?

See, I don't know, but I know she's not involved in this.

How did I get sucking into this?

I mean, what?

Don't worry.

We'll find out soon enough.

Does that mean you're going to take the case?

Yes, it does.

I might even enjoy it.

You want to keep this?

Yeah, wait, wait, one second.

I don't want this flashed all over town.

Don't worry, you've flashed all around.

Thanks.

Please stay in touch.

I will.

When?

Keep your shorts off.

Come in.

Nick Corey?

Yeah.

He was a photographer at last night's legal party, weren't you?

Why?

Would you mind if I have a look at the pictures, Harrington?

Yes, I was.

A surprise?

A much.

Ten bucks?

Fifty.

You're going down.

You better get to five.

Alright, ten bucks.

You know her?

You mean him?

No, I mean her.

I'm trying to tell you her is a him.

Jerry Jason, female impersonator.

You shouldn't.

That's him.

Same guy.

How do I find it?

Danielle Rose.

Good to him or her?

Does it matter?

No, I guess not.

Thanks.

I don't believe it.

Well, you better believe it.

Deputy is the guy in the red garters.

He's a female impersonator.

Where have it isn't the wimp king?

Nobody's favorite prosecutor.

Look at that rock on the poor man's headlight.

You want to get out of my way?

Guess what, Barrington?

You go face to face?

Judge says I get to represent myself.

Great.

Who's that?

We're not a rock, none of the avenging arms.

A jerk.

Problems?

Here's the easy solution.

What you've done in private will become public

unless you lose every case in your court calendar.

Well, I'm not going to take that lying down.

You already did.

He is.

This is the 1980s, and people understand this kind of blackmail.

How many cases are there?

Over a dozen.

All right, we just narrow it down.

We pull every single case, justify blackmail, and check out

every defendant that considers you to be a personal enemy.

Everybody?

Yeah, that's a problem.

But we still have time.

Let's go into court.

I go into court this afternoon.

Ask the judge for a post appointment.

I scheduled sit still for a post appointment.

Wait a minute, of course.

It's Rockland.

He's crazy enough to pull a stunt like this.

He probably slipped the note under the door just before we ran into him.

Is he one of your cases?

He's in the docket.

What's the charge, I guess?

The felony is sold with a deadly weapon.

He wounded an undercover cop text of defending his property.

Okay, I'm ready.

Ready for what?

For lunch, you invited me, remember?

Well, Kearney, my camera.

Hello?

Listen, I'm sorry.

We're gonna have to skip lunch today.

We were gonna discuss the Ross Davis case, weren't we?

I know, I know, but I don't say right now.

All right.

Who's Val Kearney?

That's it.

She handling any implications?

As a matter of fact, she's handling the one this afternoon.

It's a charge against a man named Ross Davis.

She in that publicity hand boss of her Stanford cold.

Phone, hold the phone.

It's not Rockland, it's her.

She's the one behind it.

I think the money is jerk cold.

Why would you suspect her?

Because she was too eager to have lunch with me.

Have an ulterior motive.

Maybe it's your turn to pay.

Tell me if they're in, skip the jokes.

Give me a favor.

Get that postponement.

Who had set up breakfast?

According to him, there's been anyone who was walking around that day.

But I'd gotten a lead from the photographer at the park.

So I went to find a transvestite, Jerry Jason, to

an agency that dealt and looked like personalities.

It was the only place in town where you could rub elbows with the dead and famous.

Can we talk?

You got him in it.

That's a nice 40's look, but I don't know who you are.

Well, I'm not Phil.

I'm looking for Jerry Jason.

Danielle, Joe Howard, for you.

Yes, that's right.

Fine.

Fine.

You are looking for... Jason.

He's just left.

Marilyn Monroe?

Yes.

Thanks.

Yeah.

It's here on A&E.

Jerry Jason had himself a tap of the shroud.

Unfortunately, it was before I could find him hiding the frame bearing to him.

Larry was a date of shock, and I knew he wouldn't like me talking to him.

I can't wait to hear about this one.

What can I tell you?

I was chasing her down the street.

Him.

And all of a sudden somebody shot.

It's fascinating.

A rooftop assassin guns down a drag queen.

Just have to be chasing.

Is that all you're going to tell me, Mike?

I admit it's a little complicated.

Now I suppose you're going to get out of my cage.

What?

I'm getting a little tired of your interference.

Captain, if it's all the same with you, I'd assume it would be my investigation.

I'd like to be getting the witness.

God, that was Stephanie.

Yeah, going to that big Mardi Gras in the sky.

What do we do now?

Check out the apartment.

Where did you get?

From this purse.

We can't get away with that.

Look, Barrington, do you want the police on Stephanie's

apartment, finding certain photographs and videotapes?

No.

But we're violating evidence.

Hey, you're your rules, not mine.

That's why you hired me.

For a guy, Jerrington had a very unusual wardrobe.

I was no stranger to women's underwear, apart.

Only it generally was in his size.

This is quick change, Jason.

Do your thing.

Hi, Jerry.

I'm Dean.

Just heard me.

He's got the cash for last night's gig.

See ya.

I was never too keen on telebonics, but in this case, one of them did me a big favor.

Now I had to find out who won these as well as Tweed.

Before I won or further, I needed to get the court.

I was late for it, but with Barrington.

Very special circumstances.

The prosecution would like to request one week's postponement, Your Honor.

I would like to know what those special circumstances are, Your Honor.

Actually, for this efficient, Your Honor.

The matter is continued for two, and this court is in recess for one hour.

Thank you.

What's with them?

I don't know, some kind of sexual energy.

He's been trying to get her in the sack as

long as she's been trying to beat him in court.

Oh, yeah?

Looks like he's struck out.

What's the case?

I got him, Davis.

I part real estate.

You think she wants them?

You kidding?

This broad would kill for it.

Oh, that was fun.

See you later.

Larry,

what's going on?

I'm on to you.

And to what?

That was nicely played, Ms. Kearney.

What am I playing?

If you don't know, I'm not going to tell you.

Verically, I'm incomprehensible.

You're obnoxious.

This man bothering you?

It's none of your dick.

Take off, now.

Take off, now.

Just take off.

What are you doing?

Why are we in the park?

Your honor, I've retest the tactics of a special prosecutor, tired Goon.

Goon?

Mr. Barrington, and this Neanderthal deliberately provoked a fight.

It's not my Neanderthal who provoked it, it was your Neanderthal.

You are both inviting contempt of court charges.

And we're not even in court yet.

You two, follow me to my chambers.

I'll take care of you later, Powell.

After my cordial introduction to Ross Day, I thought I should

give equal time to Barrington's other suspect, Art Rockland.

The punk commandant of the avenging arm, a

half-crazed group of goose-stepping vigilante.

I located Rockland at the headquarters where he ethically wounded an undercover cop.

What makes you can handle your own defense?

Because I trust me, lousy, sheist, lawyer.

And I'll tell you something else.

I know how to keep them on their toes.

You know what I mean?

Like scared.

Excuse me.

I'm a reporter from the legal legal magazine, which defends the rights of the

people against bleeding our pimps and pushovers.

So what's your question?

You said you were going to scare a special prosecutor.

How do you plan to do that?

I'm going to hang him up by his toes and whip that guy so bad.

He'll never show his again.

Come to the trial and seek for yourself.

I'll be there.

That's a quarter.

He works.

Grab him.

He's going to bury to the spies.

Hey, you got what you wanted.

Now get here.

Come on!

Go!

I bought a reporter to be doing with the gun.

I never leave home without...

Okay, Lucas.

It's time to prove yourself.

You're sick.

You know that, Rockland?

I've been called worse, my dick.

I'll bet you have.

We have the right to defend our homes and properties.

By any means, it's in the constitution.

By this kid?

Protecting our rights.

Well, they don't have too many rights in jail, and that's for your head.

And if you listen, it's weirdo.

We're not going to waste you.

That would only give Barry to an ammunition.

About a little lesson.

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I'm out of jail!

I asked for confidentiality, and you decided to go on television.

Did you have to go through the window?

I had nothing else to throw in through.

Let's talk about your legal lady friend.

I'm ambitious and capable of anything.

So where are we?

Nowhere.

If you jump in the conclusions, there's some cases on your calendar,

you have to go through every single case in the file.

You cannot leave one stolen...

There's a girl in my bed.

I'm going to leave?

Oh, I think she's dead.

She's dead all right.

I've got the same gun that was in those pictures.

The one with your fingerprints on it.

That's her.

That's the girl who set me up.

Yeah, well, now somebody else has set me up.

Tweet.

Is that her name?

I don't know.

I think her name is on.

Her voice on Jerry Jason's answering machine.

She did a job for a guy named Tweet.

I wonder if that's something to tweet the porno king.

Maybe, but that's not her.

Well, what is our problem of getting rid of this body?

I'm going to call the police.

Forget the police.

We don't have time unless you want to hit the morning headlines.

Body in the bed.

So we'll take it to the morgue.

It's got to go there anyway.

Don't worry.

I know somebody.

You have a connection?

What's in this truck?

Emma, you're not putting a bleeding body in an antique 16-cent cell mahogany chest.

What's it going to be, Larry?

Your antique collection or your life?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Careful.

Be cool.

Be cool.

Evening, Mr. Barrington.

Hello, Joe.

How are you?

Fine.

We're fine, too.

We can take it from here.

Everything's fine.

Fine.

Thanks for stopping by.

Be careful.

Give me your tie.

What?

Give me your tie.

75 hours.

Don't worry about it.

You're not going to be satisfied until you ruin everything I have, are you?

Including your reputation?

Okay, nice.

Have a nice bottle of scotch.

It's at our website.

It was the deep shadow hours when people left the bar with only one thing.

I wanted to leave, too.

But you have to grab your resources while you can.

Hey, Mikey.

Not bad.

But if you're moonlighting, let me know.

Look at your job.

Hey, Johnny, I've been waiting for you.

I travel best by the city's sleeps.

You want a beer?

Thanks, anyway.

Got to watch that.

I know what you mean.

Come on, sit down.

So... what you come up with?

Understand you had an embarrassing situation with Mr. Ross Dave.

You know him?

Of him.

Not a nice man.

He's out the partnership the hard way.

I heard he was coming.

It's so dispartner.

Point blank.

There's a sense to beat the rap.

What makes you so... Talk this hide to get a high-powered mouthpiece.

Stand for call.

Bingo.

Cole chews up judges like...

Davis has got no worry.

Listen, you ever heard of a guy named Sumner Tweed?

Scum.

The kind of movies you wouldn't show to your

grandmother unless you could jumpstart her pacemaker.

That bad, huh?

It ain't cold to metrophic.

You think you could set up a blackmail number?

But his eyes closed.

Listen, Mikey.

I'm gab, but I got what you might call a dental appointment.

Huh?

At one o'clock in the morning?

I don't show.

It's not too healthy for my teeth.

I got you.

Thanks, Johnny.

I'll see you later.

So, Mr. Sumner Tweed had arranged a set-up on Barrington.

I wanted to find out if he'd done it on his own.

Tweed ran a studio with a deep alley in the back of their house in Hoboke.

They had to be the most popular couple on their block.

Hello, Tweed.

Mikey Cho?

What is this, a bust?

See the warrant.

Right here.

Whoa.

Look familiar?

Never saw him.

You're lying, pal.

You engineered a set-up.

Now two people are dead.

What I want to know is who paid you to do it.

What are you talking about?

My guess is you blew Jason away.

Then you killed the girl to keep him from talking.

What's your guess?

You need somebody in that?

Right, and you're the prime candidate.

Now that's crazy.

Sumner, who's there?

Oh, shut up and don't call the cops.

That's all right.

Save your dime.

I'm on my way.

But I haven't finished with you, pal.

That's your last movie, especially the scene with the pony.

Very tense inside people.

Tell me what it's about.

Believe me.

No.

You want me to fix you guys some coffee?

No, coffee for me by a carpenter and soda for him.

Hey Larry, what's new?

I'm glad you're here.

Can we close the door, please?

I don't take it anymore.

I've decided to go public.

What are you talking about?

What does that accomplish?

Now, just be patient.

We've still got a lot of time.

You keep telling me to be patient.

I can't be patient anymore.

Every minute makes the situation more catastrophic.

I'll come forward.

I'm suppressing the truth.

Truth is, you're being blackmailed.

You are my client now, remember?

You've got to do things way.

You don't say one word until we get to the bottom of this.

You've got it?

You're right.

Until tomorrow, and if you don't, then I'm going to the state attorney general.

See where Barrington might become his own worst enemy, which wasn't an easy trick.

I had to work fast before he cracked completely.

And I get it.

Smooth as to check out the fingerprints I'd gotten off the girl lying in them.

So I paid a visit to Pat Chambers.

What's the job?

I can't tell you Pat is competent.

Confident you're my foot.

You've got one more clone.

I'm going to kick your butt.

Pat, take it easy.

Just throw in his job.

Think about a fighter.

And you behave yourself.

Think about it.

I'll talk to you later.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Listen, I need a favor.

What can I do for you, these prints?

Sherlock.

Department's at your disposal.

Let's take a walk.

Thank you, what?

The answer is her name is on Dean Walker.

The question you get here.

It's me.

I'm not going to make a report on all this, because

the right Mike has something to do with Barrington.

That much I figured out.

Okay, it's a little tricky I admit.

Connected to Jerry Jason, and both of them were connected to a guy named Tweed.

Sumner to...

Christy.

Show Mr. Hammer, our latest visitor.

Mike meets Sumner Tweed.

Here on A&E.

Suspect would drop Mike Dandruff.

Whoever was doing the killing knew I was getting to.

So I moved in closer and went to talk to the widow Tweed.

You.

I'm going to call the police.

Ellie.

Your husband, he was shot with the 357 Magnum.

I carry a 45.

Who are you?

My name is Mike Hammer, and I'm a private investigator.

I want to find your husband's case.

You do.

I need your help.

What do you want to know?

Have you taken in a lot of cash lately?

I mean, I help.

What?

Your husband did a job the other night and he got paid for it.

I want to know who paid him.

We can't any cash.

Not since... wait a minute.

He got this yesterday.

He never even got to cash it.

Tweed would be paid in cash, but somebody felt secure

enough hiding behind the green feet in disposal company.

Hammer.

Hey, wait!

Barrington, you should know better.

You're lucky you're still alive.

I mean, I'm not so sure.

What do you... I didn't know where else to go.

I can't stay in my place.

I'm having trouble sleeping.

Well, I'm all in cookies, but come on in anyway.

I'm afraid to go to sleep.

I keep having the same nightmare about that.

You're judging a guard about... I don't know

how to... I've never thrown a case before.

I think I can do it.

My stomach hurts.

Everything seems a lot worse this time of the night.

You're having a drink.

No, no, no.

Not a drink.

That's the way this whole thing got first place.

Well, maybe just one.

What is this?

Do you find anybody new who wants to get you?

I've been thinking a lot about that.

I don't think one of my cases.

I mean, there are plenty of people who'd love to get me.

You see, a prosecutor is like the Lone Ranger.

He's a town fighting valiantly for justice.

And he leaves behind him a trail of disgruntled ingrades who'd like nothing

better than to shoot him in a silver bullet.

Maybe you should wear a mask.

What is this stuff, Berman?

Yeah, I'd better drink it.

I'm not in the mood to make a daiquiri.

I should have listened to Herbie.

Herbie?

Who's Herbie?

My brother, Herbert.

He always used to say to me, what are you killing yourself in law school for?

Why don't you join me in the wasn't it?

But no, I had to show my mother how much smarter I was than my brother, Herbert.

So I went to the top 5% of my class.

I make the valedictory speech.

And what does she say?

Hey, that's great.

They're open to his own factory in Queens.

I mean, I work my way up to become special prosecutor of the sick talk.

And what does she say?

You know, your brother's got a contract with Macy's.

This mother talking.

I mean, where are people's priorities?

I'll tell you something, though.

Herbie can get to be mayor.

He's never going to be governor.

And now neither am I.

Very quick beating yourself up.

Listen, be patient.

We still got some time.

We're going to figure this thing out.

I'm sure, sure.

You've been on this case for where are we?

Nowhere.

Yeah?

I've got one thing.

Summed your tweet paid by a check from the Greenfield Waste and Disposal Company.

Greenfield?

Yeah, you know it?

Well, my head's not exactly clear, but I think

they could be a class action toxic dump case.

Any connection to Ross Davis?

Well, I mean, that guy's got his fingers in every shady company.

Alright, so if we lay this thing, somebody wants you to

dump a case so badly that they hire something to tweet.

The stage of version of Larry does Dallas.

We pay him with a check from Greenfield, which could be Ross Davis.

Or it could be somebody who wants you to hit Davis.

But either way, we got to check him out.

Alright, Larry?

Larry?

Larry?

I had one card up to Greenfield Company.

The time had come to a certain lady lawyer.

Can I help you?

Oh, yeah, I'm looking for Val Kearney.

I'm sorry.

I'm upstairs to the law library, and then

after that she'll be going straight to court.

Oh, thank you.

Mr. Hammer, what are you doing here?

I'm looking for a law.

You're going to need one.

Mr. Hammerman, please.

Now, among other considerations, this is a law office in Square Garden.

That was Hammer?

Yeah.

In the interest of harmony, would you please?

Certainly.

What else?

Ready to make a thing?

What do you want?

It's a legal advice.

I just ran into Stanford Cole and your client, Ross Davis.

Sweet guy.

Get anywhere with him now.

Did you expect to get somewhere with me?

Might be fun.

Is there something else on it?

Yeah, Davis.

What about him?

He could be involved in a couple of cover-up murders.

Oh, we're up.

Cover-up for what?

Murder, you're defending it right now.

Mr. Hammer, you are way out of line.

No obligation to discuss my client's case with you.

I understand.

What do you know about the between Ross Davis

and the Greenfield Waste and Disposal Company?

Now, what?

That's a close to me.

Nothing.

You just wanted to see your reaction.

Go!

Mike, are you all right?

By the law.

They tried to kill you.

So...

Do you have any idea why?

If I knew that, I wouldn't mean such a dangerous place as a law.

Maybe I should call the police.

Why you're at it, call the janitor.

I'm sorry I was so rude.

And if you still want to talk about Ross Davis, I'm available.

I'll be in touch.

All right, where have you been?

I'm a berry.

Well, what happened?

Look at you.

You're a mess.

I had to do some heavy reading.

Well, Berryington called.

He'll call back.

And Pat is in your office.

Hello, Mike.

Pat.

You might tell him me what the hell on here.

What do you mean?

This body's involved in this caper.

Transvested by Jason.

Not to mention a couple of porn-tapsulated in the morgue.

Now, if you know something, come clean.

Calm down, will you, Pat?

I'd like to tell you, but I can't.

Not now.

Oh, this is great.

You and Berryington holding out on me.

I mean, nobody in the world would believe this.

I'll give you this.

Berryington is being set up for blackmail.

You got to be kidding.

I'm not.

You got something on this?

Yeah.

Val Kearney just called.

She wants you to meet her to see health club as soon as possible.

Thanks.

Mike, who?

Give me some names or something.

Later.

Left.

Down.

Down.

The Regency Health Club was the place where lawyers went to work out at lunchtime.

But these were the lawyers I was looking forward to my day in...

Even though Berry was an attorney for the defense, I could

see why Berryington wished she was a mistress for the cushion.

That feels so nice, Bonnie.

Bonnie couldn't make it.

She doesn't know what she's missing.

I thought you were on your way to court.

Oh, well, yes, I was.

But we know I had so much on my mind, I thought I'd get a massage and listen up.

Ooh.

You know, something's really been bothering me.

Well, this Ross Davis thing, I've... So smug about that case.

I was so sure it was innocent.

Now I don't know what to think.

Emma, what are you doing?

I'm waiting to hear from you and you've disappeared.

How'd you find me?

How'd you find me?

How'd you tell me how to find you?

Don't you have better things to do?

Hey, I'm working on the case.

You see that?

He came to see me about Davis.

Vow.

What is going on here?

Never mind, I can see for my going on here.

You know what, I blame myself for this, for being stupid

enough to think that I could trust you with anything.

You know something, I don't even care anymore.

I really don't care.

And as for you, I'll see you in court.

What's wrong with him?

Crisis.

Listen, I'm going to need your help.

I keep having this uncomfortable feeling that Ross Davis

has something to do with that man doing the library.

So do I.

That's why I want to check out Stanford Coel's office.

Coel, why Coel?

The word is out that he intends to do everything to get Ross down.

You know, there could be a lot more to this case than he's told you about.

My extent but then did hundreds of cases, many much worse than Davis.

He prides himself on a strict ethics.

And I'm sure he won't mind if we check him out.

Can you get into his private files?

I can't move that.

Now if Coel found out if he lived with me and it would mean my job at the firm.

I won't tell him if you won't.

Fortunately, Val Kearney's curiosity was stronger than her better judgment.

She was able to hold Secretary into the key to his office.

And we were honored.

Yes, the Davis.

You know if I'm about to be fired, don't you

think this time you're doing in all of this?

Okay.

Somebody's trying to blurring to.

He hired me to help him out.

For a while, I thought it was you.

Hey.

He's been told to lose every single one of his cases.

To be doesn't.

To read about him when you're in line at the grocery store.

All bearing to nothing so paranoid.

Oh.

Nothing here.

That's it?

What's in there?

Oh no.

Better key.

Look at this.

Oh,

versus Ross Davis.

If you're ready, gentlemen, you may proceed.

Your Honor, the people wish to offer up the following.

It's red that we can no longer proceed.

Hold it right there.

Your Honor, I'm sorry.

I'm a private investigator.

I work on behalf of Mr. Barrington.

I have certain new evidence to this case in which I'm sure that Mr.

Barrington would want to present to this court.

Wouldn't you?

Yes, I would.

Maybe you approached the bench.

Yes.

Your Honor, this evidence links Ross Davis.

Not only to the... He is currently charged, but also to three subsequent murders.

Murders which clearly in Stanford cold.

It's outrageous.

It is outrageous, Your Honor, but it's true.

This document found in this private file clearly shows that with the accidental

death of Mr. Davis's pre-A new silent partner came into the picture.

The very same Stanford cold.

That's a lie.

The problem is Davis bungled the murder he got caught.

That's why they ended up in court together, cold-defending Davis.

The special prosecutor had a very good chance of winning the case.

They knew that's why they tried to blackmail him with Davis.

Well, Your Honor, if this man has been involved in any

criminal action, associate myself from him here and now.

Following him?

I took it so long.

I think I followed you around the broom in that city.

How did he blackmail the urge?

I saved you.

Hey, hey, hey.

Guy.

All right.

Everybody back inside.

Come on.

Let me ask you something.

Did you have to shit to the judge?

It's all right.

You promised me she'd be discreet.

I don't know to let it be said that I built promptly.

Maybe a price within reason.

No, absolutely not.

What are you talking about?

No charge.

It's on now.

Yes.

You never owed me before.

Now you owe me.

Hammer?

I'd like to talk to you.

Hammer.

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