All language subtitles for Doubt S01E03 Poison Prize

Previously on Doubt...

I can make it palatable. Man two.

Recommendation for minimum.
He'll be out in two years.

Have you and Gemma set a wedding date?

She called it off. Over the dog?

I'm not good husband material.
I work too much.

You shouldn't have kissed me.
It can't happen again.

I know. We should keep
things professional.

But it's not, Sadie. It's personal.

I found something to run past you.

This is from before

Billy and Amy left the party.,

and this one from after he
came back from Gramercy Park.

He changed his shirt.

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Catch me in the clouds
with the r-r-rain ♪

♪ If you don't know by now
catch my n-n-name... ♪

Morning, Calvin.

I didn't know you ran along the river.

Yeah, you did.

We used to jog this
path together, Sadie.

Have you forgotten our thing?

(chuckling): It wasn't a thing.

It was one time, ten years ago. Twice.

Same night, counts as once.
How's your wife?

Great, but you didn't accost me on
my morning run to talk about Jane.

- What do you want?
- I got the Brennan discovery.

- Did you like that?
- Yeah, I loved it.

There's nothing there.

Same old circumstantial case.

So you're up early in spandex
to criticize my case?

- Being a bully is your strategy?
- How are you gonna explain

a 17-year-old kid beating
a girl to death,

and managing not to get
any blood on his shirt?

So this is a fishing expedition.

You want me to divulge my strategy.

I want to know if you have one.

I guess you'll find out
in my opening statement.

Now, if you don't mind,

I gotta get my heart rate up.

Your stamina's sure improved
since the old days.

I'm powered my righteousness.

♪ ♪

♪ I'm-I'm up so high ♪

♪ So high I touch the sky... ♪

♪ ♪

(vocalizing)

(music playing on radio)

♪ ♪

♪ If you've got the time I
got just the right thing ♪

♪ It's the goodness that
makes you dance and sing ♪

♪ Love, peace and the rest of these ♪

(music shuts off)

Good morning.

Mr. Roth, hi. I mean, good morning.

Nice to see someone else here early.

Yeah, I was just studying
for the bar, uh...

Back in prison, they used
to wake us up at 4:00 a.m.,

so, old habits, right?

Of course. You're working hard.

Good man.

(classical music playing)

BILLY: A man on his way to the gallows.

That can't be good.

Nope.

And I'm meeting my lawyer at the Met,

which is, I gotta say, kinda weird.

Yep.

The Last Moments of John Brown, huh?

I love this moment.

On the way to the gallows,

leaning down to kiss
that baby on the head.

He never stopped caring about people.

Even as a dead man walking.

I thought about this painting a lot
when we first met.

The way you talked about your patients.

Worrying about them from your jail cell.

It seemed impossible that someone so...

gentle, so kind could
commit such a brutal crime.

That's because it is impossible.

Anyway, that's the
story of this picture.

Maybe you can explain to me why,

the night of Amy's murder,

you were seen with her at the party
in this jersey,

and then this one...

when you came back, after
leaving her in Gramercy Park?

I don't know. I-I-I don't know.
I was drunk.

You don't know?

No. That's it?

I do. You killed Amy,

left her in the park to
bleed to death... No.

Ran home, switched jerseys,

then went back to the party
to give yourself an alibi.

Sadie, no, that's not... I didn't...

Minus an alternative theory,

that is the explanation the prosecution

will hang around your neck.

I don't know what to say.

Yeah, we covered that.

I gotta go.

Obviously, the prosecutor's
going to strike anyone

who's been to a psychic,

so our move is to find
the next-best thing.

If they've been to an
herbalist, we want 'em.

You spot a crystal or dangly
earrings, those are keepers.

- So vegans, they'd be good.
- You find me a vegan,

I'll buy you a porterhouse
at Peter Lugers.

I am so excited to second chair on
this case. (Elevator bell dings)

Well, she is your psychic.

She's not my psychic.
Like, I've only seen her,

like, four or five times.

Like I said, your psychic.

Cameron. Cameron Wirth?

Peter Garrett, from Yale.

Yeah. Good to see you, Peter.

Good to see you. You look terrific.

Hm. Thank you.

This is the part where you say,
"You look great, too, Peter."

"You really bulked up
from that scrawny kid"

"you were in law school"

I think I did catch a glimpse
of your new physique

at Professor James' memorial
service a few years ago.

Oh, you were there.

I went to make sure he was dead.

(laughs) I just moved up here from
Baltimore a couple months ago.

I'm still getting used to
the whole New York thing.

Hey, maybe we should, uh,
get coffee sometime.

(elevator bell dings)

That'd be nice.

Oh, my God, who was that?

A guy I knew in law school.

Ah, was he in the brochure?

'Cause I would totally apply to that.

We had Criminal Procedure
study group together.

Oh. No wonder you became
a criminal lawyer.

By the way, he's totally
following us right now.

It was good to see you, Peter.
I have to be in court.

- Oh, me, too. Hi.
- Hi.

Well, look at that, someone showed up

in my courtroom.

Ms. Wirth, you and Ms.
Simon ready for trial?

Yes, we are, Your Honor.

Peter Garrett, for the people.

Wait, you're trying my case?

Fun, right?

Crime guy just got a lot less hot.

Or maybe even hotter.

Where's Pike?

A.D.A. Pike went into labor
late last night, Your Honor,

- which is good news for the defense.
- How so?

I'd like to offer your psychic a deal.

Scared to try a case against me, huh?

No. I think any jury's
gonna see your client

as a transparent fraud who preys on

the weakest people in our society.

That, or a well-meaning woman

tried to help out a man in need.

I'll give her one to
three years right now.

She'll never say yes to prison time.

Are you psychic, too?

Or do you think maybe
you should ask her?

MARY: No, I'm sorry,

but pleading guilty is
admitting I'm a fraud.

I'm not.

When I was eight, I realized

I saw stuff other people didn't.

It was my thing. My best friend
Heidi Spenner could do the splits,

I could talk to dead people.

Floriel Martinez says you can't,

and that you stole his money.

I want to make sure you understand
the seriousness of these charges.

I feel good about my chances.

This morning, I woke up
bathed in white light.

In jail, there's no white light.

Grand larceny carries a
maximum of five to 15 years.

- You're a skeptic.
- Mary, just tell her something.

Like that time you told me
that I was gonna go to Texas.

I have no family there. No reason to go.

Let me guess, you went to Texas.

I was on a non-stop flight

to Los Angeles, and get this...

We made an emergency landing

- in Dallas.
- (Mary chuckles)

- Come on! That's insane!
- Totally.

Ms. Wirth, you don't
have to believe in me,

but I'm not accepting the deal.

It's all gonna be okay. I know it.

Okay, let's go, then.

SADIE: Ferretti doesn't know
about the jerseys, yet.

- Are you sure?
- He would've said something.

He's transparent. Trust
me, I know the guy.

- Oh, yeah, I almost forgot about you two.
- Mm.

You really know how to
pick 'em, don't you?

(chuckles) You have no idea.

Billy have anything good to say?

He didn't even try.

No explanation, no denial, nothing.

- So what's our plan?
- I don't know.

I've been trying to come up
with another explanation

for the jersey switch, but
so far I've got nothing.

You ever consider the obvious?

(whispering): He's guilty.

(playful gasp)

Scott Davis. What are you doing here?

Come here, come here.
Give me some kisses.

What's he doing here?

Gemma was running late
for work this morning,

so I took him, but the daycare
was closed for some reason.

Wait, hold on, back up. This morning?

Are you and Gemma back together?

Oh... yeah.

Guess what. Gemma and
I are back together.

Well, what happened to being
"terrible husband material"

because you left Scott Davis
tied to a parking meter?

- She forgave me.
- Oh.

That's great.

Now you say something.

I know we have our issues,

but we're gonna work on 'em.

That's great. No, you
don't have to explain.

I mean, that's... that's good news.

- I know you don't like her.
- I do like her.

Why would you say I don't like her?

Whenever we go out, you kind of wait

to see where she sits first.

And you always manage

to sit a chair or two away.

That's because I'm being nice.

I'm your work wife,
she's your girlfriend.

The girlfriend doesn't want
to sit next to the work wife.

I'm just being considerate.

TANYA (yelling): Hey,
this is a law office!

You are not allowed!

I am not gonna run after you!

I just need to talk to Mr. Roth.

Mr. Roth! Mr. Roth! Please,
it's an emergency!

Mr. Roth, it's an emergency, please!

Mr. Roth!

Mr. Roth!

I'm Isaiah Roth.

The guy who did the Milbank 6 case?

Who exposed the Weymouth papers?

- Guilty.
- I need a lawyer.

I hacked into the state
crime lab computer.

Why would you do that?

My sister sells lactose pills
and tells kids it's ecstasy.

She got arrested, and we thought
when the labs came back

and showed that it wasn't actual ecstasy
they'd lower the charges,

but the lab said it was ecstasy.

My sister is a scammer, but
she's not a drug dealer.

Well, she's a drug dealer,
but not actual drugs.

I get it, now get to the point.

I hacked in to see if I
could get her case file,

and I downloaded about

a terabyte of sensitive information.

And this morning, the cops came to my
apartment and busted down my door.

I made it out the back, but
they followed me here.

TANYA: There are a bunch
of cops down here!

- Will you please be my lawyer?
- Of course.

I guess we're taking on the government.

- I love my life.
- TANYA: Here they come!

Quick, give him a dollar
for his retainer.

I don't do cash. Can I Venmo?

You millennials.

Just give him your watch, then, quick.

Here.

Congratulations.

You've just retained the services
of Isaiah Roth and Associates.

- Or, more accurately, these two.
- Stay down there!

Everything I accessed
is on this computer.

I'm not risking my bar card. Me either.

Great, give it to the felon.

TANYA: I'm sorry, Mr. Roth, I tried.

Officers...

I understand you wish
to talk to our client.

♪ ♪

Your Honor, the defendant
illegally obtained

some very sensitive data

that could potentially expose

thousands of individuals
to identity theft.

People request bail in
the amount of $250,000.

- That's insane.
- The government takes it personally

- when you steal their stuff.
- JUDGE: Don't like hacking,

don't like hackers, don't like him.

$25,000 cash.

Next case.

Why didn't you say
anything about my sister?

Talking about Lena gives the prosecution

your motive for the hack. It
helps them prove their case.

- We don't want to do that.
- No, you have to do that.

That's the whole reason why I did it.

- Owen, listen...
- No.

You listen. I don't care about myself.

I need you two to help her.

She's been stuck at Rikers
for the past four months

for something I know she didn't do!

(sighs)

(grunts) I promised I'd take
care of her, and I didn't.

So busy looking at my computer screen, I
didn't even notice that she was in trouble.

- Well, are your parents...
- No,

forget it. They sucked. We had, like,

an epically bad childhood,
you wouldn't get it.

Try me.

My dad bailed on us, and
has another family.

I haven't seen my father
since I was two years old.

My mom's a schizophrenic and
lives in Port Authority.

My mother killed a
cop, and is in prison.

(sighs)

Never met anyone who actually beats me.

I don't beat you, I understand you.

I get feeling alone and powerless.

But you're not.

You have us.

And he had a totally normal childhood,

so he's here to entertain
us with stories

of home-cooked meals and
visits from the Tooth Fairy.

You never had the Tooth Fairy?

You think Isaiah Roth
was gonna give me money

just for losing a tooth?

The first time I went in, it...
it was like a joke.

I was with a bunch of friends and...

we decided to get our fortunes told.

And what happened that first night?

She said that she sensed

that I had some unresolved issues

- with a dead relative.
- And was that true?

Well, my mother had just died.

And we weren't always on great terms.

I tried coming out to her
so many times, but...

she wasn't the kind of person
you'd want to disappoint,

and being gay, that would
not have gone over well.

So, yeah. Unresolved issues.

Did Mary summon your
dead mother to resolve

- some of those issues?
- Not at first.

She said that I wasn't
ready to speak to her yet.

That it wasn't the right time.

But eventually.

She tried, once.

Apparently, my mother was unavailable.

Over the 14 months you were seeing her,

how much did you wind up paying Mary?

Just over $65,000.

Are you familiar with
something Mary called

a "spirit excavator"?

Yeah. She said that my
mother was on the other side

of a vast mountain range,

that we needed the spirit excavator

to dig a tunnel through the mountains.

And did you pay for the excavator?

It's embarrassing, but yeah.

I gave her $10,000 for that one.

What happened after you bought it?

Well, we dug the tunnel

through the mountains and...

finally, I'm face-to-face
with my mother's spirit.

And after all that, I said it.

♪ ♪

I told my mother that I was gay.

(chuckles) And do you
know what she said to me?

That she was too upset
to talk to me about it.

That's it.

Mary said that she left.

And that I had to come back.

Again.

And did you?

I was actually going to.

Which now sounds so pathetic, but...

My boyfriend and I were opening up

joint checking account, he saw
how much I was paying her.

He was furious.

He said that I was being scammed, and...

I realized that he was right.

Mary was gonna string me along forever.

So, I stopped payment on the check.

I never went back and
I called the police.

Thank you.

Your witness.

(quietly): Are we still on for coffee?

Before you went to Mary,

- you were in traditional therapy.
- Yeah.

You talked about your
problems and paid money

for your therapist's advice.

- Yes.
- But after spending

nearly $22,000

- paying your therapist, you quit.
- Yes.

Were you drinking at the time?

Yes.

And unhappy in your life?

I was in a bad place. Which is
why I was so vulnerable to her.

The boyfriend you mentioned, you met
him after you started seeing Mary.

- Yes.
- And you stopped drinking

- after you started seeing Mary.
- Yes.

And is it fair to say you
were generally happier,

after you started seeing Mary?

- Yeah. But not because...
- By the way,

did you ever file criminal
charges against your therapist?

No. That's not... (groans)

This is different.

- Mary...
- Actually helped you.

You're right.

It is different.

♪ ♪

So, what are we gonna do about Owen?

They're gonna subpoena the computer.
We could fight it,

but we'd lose. Plus, they've
got his I.P. address.

We could say it wasn't him.

Someone else had his
computer and did the hack.

The hacker got hacked?
Kind of of a hack defense.

Maybe we listen to our client
and focus on his sister.

If she's really innocent,
it makes what Owen did

seem pretty sympathetic.

Maybe we use that to
cut him a good deal.

Could work.

Come on, Scott Davis, back to work.

Maybe this could wait till morning.

I was trying to get home
at a reasonable hour.

Right. Gemma. That's right.

- You know, you ruined my plan.
- What was your plan?

For us to be single at the same time.

You know, misery loves
company, and all that.

You got to get out more.
It's a numbers game.

Go on a bunch of dates.

I try. But here's how dating me goes:

We have one drink. If
things are going okay,

then they ask about my family.

I tell them my mom's in
prison, my dad's underground,

and I was raised by Isaiah Roth.

If we get beyond that point,
they always ask the question.

I hate the question. (Deep
voice): I mean, no offense,

but how can you defend those people?

- How do you answer?
- I always tell them

if they're gonna ask me that question,
they're too dumb to date me,

and then weirdly, the
date is always over.

Are we a lost cause?

We might be.

When he asked me to conjure
the spirit of his mother,

- I...
- Let's start over.

What'd I say?

"Conjure"

Yeah. No hippie-dippy words.

Okay. This is hard. Uh...

What do I say instead?
Instead of "conjure"

say "imagine." Instead of
"spirit," say "memory."

Instead of "spiritual mountain range..."

Let's steer clear of spiritual
mountain range altogether.

You guys, Sadie and
Albert and ordering in,

and wondered if... (gasps)

Are you Tiffany's psychic?

Mary.

(chuckling): Wow. Okay.

So, like, do you know
when I'm gonna die?

Wait, don't tell me.
Unless it's a long time from now.

Oh, my God. You're not saying anything.
So, it's soon?

Is it soon? Don't tell me!

I get that a lot.

Do you know when I'm gonna die?

Soon, if we don't stay focused here.

So, Mary. Floriel came to
you, asked you for advice.

And he was so scared, and so alone,

I actually saw his mother...

You saw his mother? Well,

not her exactly. Her aura.

- Don't say "aura."
- Don't say "aura"

We just got a subpoena for
Owen Jones' computer.

I don't know where it is. Do
you know where it is, Sadie?

- Never even heard of it.
- So, if I did

know where it was, would I turn it over?

- Okay. This is weird.
- What?

This is the master list of all the drug
analysis we pulled from Owen's computer.

The one I might hypothetically
know the whereabouts of.

Case number, defendant's name. Chemist.

Well, there's the tech that analyzed

Owen's sister's ecstasy.

Tatiana Smith-Meyers.

The woman must be superhuman.

Look at the number of samples
she was able to test

versus every other tech in the lab.

Which is really interesting.

But the other thing that's
really interesting is this

non-hypothetical subpoena.

Do I give the cops the computer?

- There is no computer.
- There is no computer.

In one week alone,

Smith-Meyers tested 125 samples

while every other tech in the
lab did between 20 and 30.

How is that even possible?

It's like her results are
too good to be true.

You don't think they are true.

You think Smith-Meyers
is fabricating results.

Thousands of cases over the last two
years, all based on fake results?

Holy moly. We're talking
about hundreds of people

sitting in cells right now that
we have the keys to bust out.

Except freeing them puts
our client in jail.

Not to mention the civil
suits we could bring.

Malicious prosecution, wrongful
imprisonment, maybe even

a class action. I mean,
we'd have to hire

half a dozen new associates
just to keep up with the load.

You keep talking about everybody
else except our client.

We're lawyers. We can't
turn over evidence

that's gonna help the
prosecution convict our client.

Because "we're lawyers"?

What are we? Sadie!

Insurgents.

Fighting a guerilla war
in the legal jungle.

Good. And how do insurgents fight?

By turning strength into weakness

- and weakness into strength.
- Right.

Somebody listened.

So, how do we take down the government?

Again, I thought we were
talking about our client,

not our political agenda.

Find your anger, Albert. Stop thinking

like a lawyer, and start thinking

- like a freedom fighter.
- Help me out here.

You want to protect your client,

and you want to expose a scandal,

so do both!

Concede everything.

Admit that he did it,

then instead of allowing them
to put us on trial,

we use their corruption
to put them on trial.

We argue necessity.
That Owen had to break the law

in order to prevent the greater harm.

Nick, where's the computer?

- There is no computer.
- No. Nick. Now,

we really want to know
where the computer is.

Oh, thank God.

SADIE: Last night, we received

a subpoena for our client
Owen Jones' computer.

The D.A. believes the computer
has evidence of Owen's crime,

but in fact, the computer
contains evidence

of widespread corruption,

which will taint hundreds
of criminal cases

and expose the rot at the heart
of our criminal justice system.

Now, here are the appalling facts.

A corrupt chemist wrote, and
the D.A.'s office relied on

thousands of false affidavits,

used to prosecute and convict
hundreds of defendants

in drug cases.

Owen Jones did what they said he did.

But he is a hero for doing so.

So today,

we say to the government,

you want to use this,

to try to convict Owen Jones?

Then come.

Come claim your poison prize!

(camera shutters clicking)

Hey. Tried calling you last night.
You didn't return.

Sorry. I was at a movie.

Oh! What movie?

You are a terrible liar.

So, I thought we could
meet for that coffee.

New York's a big city. You need
to find yourself another friend.

You know, it's just...

I like you.

Peter, that's really nice, but...
(inhales)

- I don't date people like you.
- Oh!

You got a thing against Scorpios.

Lefties?

I don't date men who put people in cages

- for a living.
- Is that what I do?

I thought I was
protecting the community.

I just wanted to give you this.

It's a witness
who wasn't on my original list.

Court's in less than an hour.

I know.

You should've called me back last night.

My name is Stacy Freeman,
but I worked as a psychic

under the name Madame Tibaldi.

Tell the jury about being psychic.

It's a scam.

You trick people into believing

you have certain powers, certain gifts.

- PETER: How?
- Everybody who goes to see

a psychic is feeling one of two
things, yearning or sadness.

Almost always it's a dead relative,

lost love or a deferred dream.

You listen hard, you watch them close,

and usually you can figure out which.

Stacy, how do you know Mary?

I had a shop on 48th Street.

So did Mary.

We were competitors.

Ever heard of a spirit excavator?

That was one of Mary's things,

the vast mountain range you
need to dig a tunnel through.

Most of us copied that one from her.

Tell us about the people
who came to you for help.

Most people,

they wanted something mysterious.

They would come once every few months,

pay a couple of hundred bucks.

That was your bread and butter.

But then sometimes,
someone would come in

that was desperate and vulnerable.

Those are marks.

You figure out what they need

and you can bleed them dry.

All yours.

You've been convicted
of grand larceny and fortune-telling?

- Yes.
- And at your trial,

you testified that you
did have a special gift.

- That what you did was real?
- Yes.

And it is only today, three years

into your prison sentence, after Mr.
Garrett offered you

a deal to testify
against Mary, today...

you claim that this was a scam.

- Yes.
- Because by saying

this is a scam,
by testifying against Mary,

you're going to get out of prison.

I hope so.

So, your husband has served ten months

of a five-year prison sentence.
What's his name?

Isaiah's booked on New York 1
and the Sunday shows.

Also, ACLU is interested
in joining a possible class-action suit.

On it, already got a call in.

How's business?

Booming. How's your psychic?

Not a psychic. Know why?

There's no such thing as psychics?

We have a hot D.A. that Cam went
to law school with and...

I'm gonna stop talking now 'cause
it looks like she's gonna kill me.

Your psychic said I'm gonna die.

- Do you want my jade earrings?
- I love those earrings...

but I can wait.

ALBERT: Check this out. Someone
with a Hotmail account

e-mailed Smith-Meyers,
asking for help on a case.

Got to be a D.A.

They are literally asking
to make it a more serious felony.

"Hey, you. Hope you
had a great weekend."

"Any chance we can push
docket ending in 239?"

"You said it was 6.67 grams."

"You sure you didn't mean 66.7?"

"Could use a class A felony here."

Gets better. Four minutes later,

Smith-Meyers sends the results.

"You were right. Must have gotten
my decimal points mixed up."

"It's actually 66.7 grams."

"Positive for coke. Winky emoticon."

Nick, make a copy of this docket
number and track this guy down.

We have just put a human
face to this scandal, guys.

Runningman67 is going down.

Wait, let me see that.

FERRETTI: Again, I'm not gonna
comment on an ongoing...

Believe it or not, not even to you.

Yeah, bye. (Hangs up phone)

You guys sure as hell
stirred up a hornet's nest.

Can I sit?

If you're fishing again
about the Brennan case, Sadie,

you know I'm not gonna
do you any favors.

You should stop talking.

I'm not here about Billy.
I'm here about Tatiana Smith-Myers.

Who?

Calvin, I have the e-mails.

You told her the results you wanted

before she'd even done the lab test.

What the hell were you thinking?

I was thinking these are
drug dealers, Sadie.

- Oh, God.
- Cold-blooded killers.

I wasn't targeting first-time offenders.

These are guys who... they were...

all of them,

every one, 100% guilty.

Not without evidence they're not.

What do you want?

I have to call you to testify.

Sadie... please.

I will be disbarred.

I have a family.

I don't have a choice.

I'm begging you.

Don't call me.

Let me resign.

Calvin, I have to do
what's best for my client.

Right, right.

Your heroic hacker.

I'll see you on the stand.

(door opens, closes)

♪ T-T-T-Tell me what you want ♪

♪ Tell me what you need,
tell me what you want ♪

♪ Tell me what you need,
tell me what you want... ♪

40 years, I've been the first one
in every morning.

You've beaten me twice in a week.

It's just, uh, hard to find time
to work out on this schedule.

I understand.

Carry on.

CAMERON: The document marked
defense exhibit "A". What is that?

My New York State business license.

And can you tell me what
it lists under profession?

It says psychic.

Defense exhibit "B"?

My tax returns from last year.

On Schedule "C", Line "A"

under principal business,
what did you list?

Psychic.

So, despite now calling it a crime,

both the state and federal government

were fully aware of the
nature of your work?

Yes. Never made a secret of it.

What exactly did you do for Floriel?

You could think of it

like spiritual therapy.

When he came to me, he was a mess.

He was drinking, lonely,

married to his work and filled with such

deep self-loathing.

And it all went back to his mother.

She was not easy... in
life or afterwards.

It took a lot of hard work

for him to finally be
able to face her and say,

"Look at me, Mom.

"This is who I am.

I'm great."

Why was that necessary?

Well, people don't change just because
they go over to the other side.

Sometimes, you got to
do a lot of hard work

in this world before
you get to the other.

Now, did you see progress
in your work with Floriel?

Oh, yes.

He quit drinking, he found
a wonderful relationship.

He started to rebalance his life.

After so much darkness, there
was finally some real joy.

I was very proud of him...

of our progress together.

He really blossomed.

Now, how did his mother react

to his transformation?

When I finally conjured her,

he didn't get the response he wanted.

He wanted for her to
immediately accept him,

but it was new and frightening to her,

so she shut down.

And then, so did he.

They were actually very similar.

(voice breaks): It broke my heart.

She was just scared, Floriel...

because she loved you.

She loved you so much.

Your Honor, we stipulate
to the government's case.

Excuse me?

All of it.

Whatever they say, we agree.

We say Owen Jones illegally
hacked into the servers

of the state crime lab

and stole thousands of documents.

Yep. That's good.

We can live with that.

You're conceding his guilt?

Wait, you're conceding my guilt?

We're conceding to the facts,

but we do have a case to present.

Okay with you, Mr. Dushay?

Yeah, absolutely.

Then, Your Honor, the defense calls

Assistant District Attorney
Calvin Ferretti to the stand.

Objection! This is totally irrelevant.

Only if you're trying to cover
up misconduct in your office.

I think you walked right
into that one, Mr. Dushay.

A.D.A. Ferretti, step up.

SADIE: How do you know
Tatiana Smith-Meyers?

She was a chemist at
the state crime lab.

I believe she has been fired

and is currently under investigation.

In fact, she did the testing
on several of your cases.

- Correct?
- Yes.

Did you specifically request her

for docket ending in 239?

A.D.A. Ferretti, are you familiar
with a man named Royce Jenkins,

the defendant in docket ending 239?

I refuse to answer... (clears throat)

on the grounds that
it may incriminate me.

In the Royce Jenkins case...

did you send an e-mail

to Ms. Smith-Meyers...

asking her

to make it look like
there were more drugs

than there actually were,

so you could prosecute him
on a more serious charge?

I refuse to answer on the grounds
that it may incriminate me.

Isn't it true that you knew Ms.
Smith-Meyers had a crush on you

and you used it to move Mr.
Jenkins' case

from a class D to a class A felony?

- I refuse to answer...
- Do you know what happened to Mr. Jenkins?

While you and Ms. Smith-Meyers
were exchanging winky emoticons,

did you give any thought
at all to the actual person

whose life you were messing with?

I was enrolled
at Monroe College, pulling a 3.2,

aiming to be an aeronautical engineer.

Why are you back in prison, Royce?

I was, uh, was partying one night.

This guy gives me some coke.

It wasn't much. I took it.

So, that's wrong, I-I guess.

The party got busted.

The cops brought me in on possession.

I figured I'd get probation,

then all of a sudden, my
lawyer tells me I'm facing

an A felony, life sentence.

They're saying I had over 66.7 grams.

I told them they had had it all wrong.

Did anyone listen?

My ma, she, uh...

paid for a private lawyer.

He tried, but the jury
didn't believe me.

Now my mom is broke.

She lost her house...

and I'm...

I'm at the point where I'm...
I'm done trying.

I guess, um, when people know

you've been to prison, they don't...

they don't think you can change.

How much time are you currently serving?

16 years.

When you buy something in the
spirit world, do you use dollars?

Pesos? Euros?

Is there some kind of special

- spirit world currency?
- Objection.

It's not like that.

Where do you buy a spirit excavator?

It's not an actual physical object.

Wait, you charged him $10,000

for a thing that isn't a real thing?

Sounds pretty fraudulent to me.

Objection. Can we lose the commentary?

Careful, Mr. Garrett.

I priced it high to motivate him.

You priced it high because
you were fleecing him.

Not okay. Mary, can you explain
why it's so expensive?

- I'm asking the questions.
- You're badgering and hectoring.

- Let her answer.
- Go ahead.

Floriel is a banker.

He thinks price reflects value.

We were stalled in our work

and I realized that

if I wanted him to take it seriously...

Take himself seriously...

He was gonna have to pay a lot for it.

So you took his money for his own good?

Yes.

I don't care about money. He does.

Wow. You're good. Tell me...

what color is this square?

I don't know.

What number is on this card?

I don't know.

Any idea?
I'll give you a hint, it's an animal.

Objection, that's not
how her gift works.

I mean...
assuming facts not in evidence?

Nice try.

PETER: Okay,

I'll bite.

How does your gift work, Mary?

Do a reading for us.

Read me.

You've met somebody new,

and you're intrigued.

She's not like anybody
you've ever dated.

Isn't that just

how Stacy said it was done?

You say a vague statement

about great love or thwarted dreams.

I think most people in this room

have met somebody intriguing lately.

It's a scam.

Thank God I didn't pay $65,000 for it.

Nothing further.

She's nothing like your ex-fiancée.

I'm sorry the engagement didn't work.

I said nothing further.

When you do this work,

it can be hard to go home
at the end of the day.

There's always so much left to do...

An inexhaustible supply
of wrongs to right

and people to help.

So we stay.

Tearing ourselves away only to eat,

sleep and come back
to pick up the fight.

Did Owen Jones commit a crime?

Yes.

But when you consider the
defense of necessity,

the question is not "Did he?"

But "Why did he?"

If Owen Jones had not done what he did,

somewhere in this courthouse today,

yet another man or woman

would become yet another Royce Jenkins.

Owen hacked a computer

and downloaded data,

risking his own liberty

to expose a profound injustice

that had decimated the lives

of hundreds of people.

By doing that courageous act...

Owen was simply doing what's right.

I'm just asking you to do the same.

JUDGE: As to the first
count of the indictment

charging grand larceny
in the second degree,

how does the jury find?

Guilty, Your Honor.

JUDGE: And as to the second count,
fortune-telling?

FOREMAN: Guilty.

(gallery murmuring)

I tried my best.

You were amazing.

Thank you.

I thought you said we were gonna win.

No dear,

I said it would all be okay.

And it will be.

More importantly,

he'll be okay.

Mary, I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Your mom still loves you, you know?

JUDGE: As to the first count of
computer tampering in the first degree,

how does the jury find?

Not guilty.

(sighs)

JUDGE: And as to the second count,

charging Unlawful Duplication
of Computer Material.

Not guilty.

(gallery murmuring)

We won. (Chuckles)

(phone keys clicking)

Please don't gloat all over me.

I'm not here to gloat.

I actually think you did a great job

with an impossible client.

You always were the star of the class.

So? Was she right?

Were you really engaged?

I'm a single guy in my mid-30s.

It was a good guess.

She was right about me meeting
somebody intriguing, though.

Technically we're remeeting, but...

it kind of feels like the first time.

So did you really not see me
at Professor James' funeral?

I swear I thought I saw
you checking me out.

Can we talk about it over drinks?

It kind of depends on whether

you're going to recommend
jail time for Mary.

I'm gonna ask for two to six years.

Wrong answer.

Got to go.

I never wanted this.

Sure you did.

The first night we met,

all that righteous banter at the bar.

You live for moments like this.

Isaiah must be proud.

Taking down the evil D.A.

so the poor, downtrodden drug dealers

can get back to society and

helping their communities with
their wonderful services.

- Royce Jenkins was innocent.
- No.

Even your poster boy was just
guilty of a lesser crime.

And we both know, Sadie,

that for every Royce Jenkins,

there's a hundred scumbags out there

who are stone-cold guilty.

And you, Madame Justice, just dealt

every single one of them a
get-out-of-jail free card.

Congratulations.

The moment you falsified evidence,

you knew this day was gonna...

Can we not?

I know this part by heart.

I'm sorry, Calvin.

Don't worry about it.

I'll be fine.

But you...

you are beyond repair, Sadie.

I got a wife and kid,

a family who loves me, a home.

You have got your self-righteous swagger

and your principles.

I hope they're keeping
you warm at night.

You know who you remind me of?

Your mother.

Just without the jumpsuit.

I usually do this with Sadie.

- Drink Scotch?
- Drink...

this Scotch.

My first death row case was a guy

named Dan Sisario.

And the first thing he asked for

when he got out was to be
taken to a liquor store

to buy a bottle of this Scotch.

I get why.

So are how you doing, Nick?

I'm great.

I mean, this job is a dream.

I don't mean just the job.

I mean you.

That guy on the stand today.

Six months ago, that was me.

You're out, Nick.

It's like there's this
black hole behind me,

trying to suck me back in.

And it is everywhere.

- But not here.
- No.

Not here.

This is the one place I
feel like it can't get me.

And at night,

it's a good place to stay.

(chuckling): What do you mean?

I'm so sorry about that.

It is not gonna happen again.

No, it won't.

Should be enough for a bad studio

in a reasonable neighborhood.

♪ Are you insane like me? ♪

♪ Been in pain like me? ♪

♪ Bought a hundred dollar bottle ♪

- ♪ Of champagne like me? ♪
- I'm sorry, I...

I don't know what to say.

Say thank you.

♪ Would you use your water bill ♪

- ♪ To dry the stain like me? ♪
- Thank you.

- ♪ Are you high enough ♪
- Your welcome.

♪ Without the Mary Jane like me? ♪

♪ Do you tear yourself apart ♪

♪ To entertain like me? ♪

♪ Do the people whisper 'bout you ♪

♪ On the train like me? ♪

♪ Saying that you shouldn't ♪

♪ Waste your pretty face like me? ♪

Hi.

Your assistant said you
wanted to meet here.

I didn't know if you were gonna eat.

Have some of mine.

Ferretti is out.

Is this good for us?

No. They won't drop the case,

it would be too much of
a public embarrassment.

So they'll double down
and find a new D.A.

Okay.

Ferretti didn't know about the jerseys,

but the chances are,

whoever they get will go
through the discovery again

and this time, they will figure it out.

So, what are you saying?

I think we should revisit the plea.

With Ferretti's resignation
and the drug lab thing,

the D.A.'s office...

They're vulnerable.

I think I could get us the
original plea: Man 2.

You'd be out in two years.

So you want me to plead guilty?

I think you should strongly consider it.

Is that because you don't
believe we can win anymore

or you don't believe me anymore?

Both.

No plea.

And I've been racking my brain all day

for a plausible explanation
for the jerseys

and I can't come up with one.

But that's your job

and I'm paying you a
lot of money to do it.

Seriously, finish the burger.

♪ My heart is gold and
my hands are cold. ♪

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