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She wants to talk about commitment.

Wants a guarantee.

What the hell makes her think I got one? I just don't understand your point.

I do not understand.

How hard can it be?

Relax. Lean back.

Take a deep breath.

It's nice.

What she's asking is why you got married at all if you can't commit to any one

woman. Well, why did she get married? The only thing she can commit to is her

damn job.

I have to go.

I have to go.

See? See what I mean? This is exactly what I was talking about. It happens all

the time.

What is wrong with living in the present?

It's where we all are.

All the time.

You can't change it.

Why knock it?

I gotta get going.

Guess we're gonna have to pick this up later He's talking to you John

Who's our lucky winner?

Darwin Leeds. Anything else?

And I can already figure out that he was rich.

Oh, is that why you're so cranky this morning?

These jerks would tell you anything. Hey, Frazier!

Tom, I didn't think the DA's office was so hot. Don't think. Just fill me in on

what you wouldn't tell the lady. You're so wonderful.

Why don't you find out yourself?

Just don't get your slimy fingerprint.

Hey, relax.

Frazier's got to go pretend he's a cop.

Don't you, Frazier?

Yeah, sure.

Let's take a walk.

Darwin Leeds took two .22 caliber slugs in a pump.

Third one knocked out his bridge work. May have found a body, didn't even

recognize him at first.

Anything else?

CEO in Leeds Industries. Apparently very political.

I don't really keep up with that sort of stuff.

What's on her mind?

Wants to know who you are.

Gaddis, right? Yeah.

Hey, Gaddis.

It's gonna get pretty lonely for you. You spend much more time talking to me.

You're wrong.

There's plenty of cops in this department who think it took real stones

to do what you did with Dugan and those creds.

What the hell, Cobb? Even the guys who are bad-mouthing you don't want to go

through a door with someone who's hinky.

I'll try to remember that. Yeah, well, just don't do your remembering when

you're looking for someone to drink with.

Do it when you're in a jam.

Is that the way it is? That's the way it's got to be.

Set them up again, Dad.

Have one yourself.

Too early for me.

And that's your third one.

Sun ain't even down yet.

Is that what you do, Dad?

Wait for the sun to go down?

If I want to see it come up.

Yeah.

Well... i don't particularly care if it comes up or not hit me

again i don't like to see you doing this to yourself baby want me to go somewhere

else because that's what i'll do if you want to get loaded i'd rather you do it

here where i can look after you on the rocks right that's me on the

rocks

It's because of Dickie Cobb.

Who's he?

Guy who used to be a good cop.

If you ask me, you're damn lucky to be rid of him.

I thought bartenders were supposed to be good listeners, not talkers.

You want to talk, baby?

I'll listen.

Sorry, Dad.

I just want to talk to the bottom of this glass.

Other cops aren't going to like this.

I'm supposed to care what those Neanderthal colleagues of yours like?

What are you worried about anyway?

From what I hear, they can't hate you any more than they already do. So?

What's the problem?

Remind me never to jump in a foxhole with you.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it normal procedure for us to get involved

after the police give us a good suspect?

When we are dealing with the shooting death of Darwin Leeds, normal procedures

do not apply.

Why? He doesn't stink when he decomposes?

What cave did you just crawl out of?

John Devan, our mayor. I assume you've heard of him. Well, Darwin Leeds

was either directly or indirectly responsible for raising over 50% of his

campaign war chest.

The same is also true of Matthew.

Lytton, the district attorney for the city.

Our boss.

I bet these guys get all broken up every time one of their fundraisers cashes in

his chips.

Darwin Leeds was a lot more than just a fundraiser, and I don't want to talk

about this anymore.

Oh, speaking of fundraisers, I assume you'll be there tomorrow night.

I forgot.

Forgot.

I think.

It's important that you attend.

Will I go with you?

I don't think that's a good idea.

What are you doing, court?

Nothing.

And you do know what you're supposed to do? Let me guess.

Goodbye.

Mr. Fitzpatrick, you assured the court your witness would be here this morning.

It's past noon.

If your honor would indulge me for a moment, I'm sure his absence can be

explained. This is intolerable, your honor. My client is languishing in jail

for aggravated assault, and the alleged victim doesn't have the courtesy to show

his face.

The victim's face still bears the marks of defendant Cooper's latest rampage.

And that face will be here as soon as an overturned cattle truck is removed from

the Eisenhower Expressway.

Might I suggest we break for lunch in the interim? I believe it's the blue

plate special day.

We'll recess till two, but if the witness doesn't show the defendants out

the door.

Thank you, your honor.

Cattle truck on the Eisenhower Expressway? Uh, probably just a rumor.

But take a lesson from the old master.

Always remember what your judge likes to eat.

You're a genius, Fitz.

Who's this?

Oh, uh, new meat. Sharon Kelly, Tess Kaufman, our rising star.

Heard a lot of good things about you.

Did you really go out for a traffic report?

He sent me for a drink of water. Made it up himself.

I gotta take his place at this fundraiser tomorrow, too. I'll be there.

Good, good. If it looks like I'm drowning, I hope you'll come and rescue

me.

Well, I gotta go.

Bye.

Mmm, good.

You cook a mean TV dinner.

Where's that beeper of yours when we really need it?

Enough, okay?

Okay.

I need something.

You need something?

You want me to go to this fundraiser with you?

I can't believe we've come to this. Having to ask your husband for a date?

I'm glad you did.

Leave me ma'am.

Excuse me, M.O. Leeds?

Yes. I'm Detective Cobb.

First of all, let me offer my condolences on the death of your father.

Thank you.

If it's not too much of an inconvenience, I'd like to ask you a few

questions.

Go ahead.

Look, I know this is tough.

But do you have any idea who might have killed your father?

Yes.

I did.

Ask her.

I don't have to ask my client. I am telling you, we are pleading not guilty.

What do you mean, not guilty?

She confessed.

She just came right out with it. Did you Mirandize her? Why would I Mirandize

her? I didn't even suspect her.

She wasn't under reasonable suspicion.

You didn't advise her of her rights. You're stuck with an inadmissible

confession.

Are you filing a motion to suppress?

Of course.

And there's not a judge in the city who won't grant it.

Yeah! It was a voluntary confession.

You say voluntary.

I say inadmissible.

That's what judges are for. Fine.

Fine.

You've been advised to be rights now?

Yes. Great. Let's try this again.

Did you kill your father? You're a bright guy, Detective Cobb. You can't

possibly think I'll allow my client to respond.

We found a gun in your apartment with a legal search warrant.

If the prints are yours and ballistics match, we won't need the confession.

I plan on challenging the search warrant.

She said I would, too, if I were you.

But if the warrant holds up and you go to trial, the jury could give her the

death penalty.

I think you're playing it pretty fast and loose with Pamela's life here. I

went to law school, too, Miss Kaufman.

My client is aware of the consequences.

Pardon me? I want to go to trial.

Hey, counselor.

What's the story here, huh?

Lila.

And I know you don't expect me to spill my client's secrets to you.

See you in court, Ms. Kaufman.

Perth.

Yeah, well, that's because I'm such an irresistible kind of guy.

You know, I don't know why she wants to go to trial.

I mean, she did it.

She doesn't care. Who knows?

Insanity defense?

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe.

Spend a couple of weeks on a bat farm. She's home free.

Beats eight to ten in the cell with Squeaky Fromm.

Who's Kay?

Kay who?

here you go guys to another day of law and order coming to the lineup makes it

all worthwhile yeah we'll check that with your liver in the morning tar box

who's this one for got your name all over it k scotch on the rocks right

everybody knows my secrets

Keep him coming as long as you want, Kay.

Maybe I'll hook up an I.V.

What's your problem?

You're my problem.

You can do a hell of a lot better than Tarbox.

He's worse than Cobb. I'm old enough to make my own decisions about men.

Oh, you'd think so, wouldn't you?

Leave me alone, okay?

Hey, I'm your father, damn it. I care about you, Kay.

I don't want you getting hurt by another one of these jokers.

Yeah, well, who else am I supposed to meet hanging around this place?

These are hard times, and you've got a good job.

You want to try the real world?

I'm not holding you back. Like hell. Mom was barely in the ground before you

started moaning and groaning about how much help you needed in the bar.

This is a family business, and we're lucky to have it.

So maybe you ought to ease up on the sauce.

Stop teasing all the guys.

Yeah.

Ollie's off.

Ollie's right out the door.

Frankly, Pamela is the best I had.

Impeccable attendance record.

Exemplary work habits.

The dream employee.

This is all we have on Pamela Leeds.

Thank you.

Unstable?

No way.

Murdered her father.

I'm shocked.

Just shocked.

Murder's shocking.

Thanks for your help.

Well, I appreciate it very much, Mr. Zernio. We'll be in touch.

You lost?

Not really.

You're looking for evidence that says Pamela was a devil worshiper with

homicidal tendencies.

I'm looking for proof positive she's St. Joan.

We work the same street, just different sides.

How'd you make out?

How did you?

We're not going to discuss this. You and I both know that.

Cubs sure stunk this year, didn't they? I'm more into football.

How about those Bears?

Thank you.

Arthur!

Hey, Bob, how are you? Good to see you. Glad you could make it. Friend of mine,

Erica Jensen.

Hey, Tony, how are you?

It's good to see you. Good to see you.

Pretty.

Kind of flashy.

Tess, glad you could make it. Bruce.

Arthur. Erica Jensen, Tess, and Bruce Kaufman.

A pleasure.

Hey, Barney.

Barney, glad you could make it. There's somebody I want you to meet. Come on.

Nice talking to you, Arthur.

What can I give to you guys?

Oh, it's a nice place you picked here.

Very quiet, very intimate.

Well, they're all lawyers. This place is so public that no one could accuse me of

impropriety. Your lawyers share a lot of rules.

Yeah, some of us even obey them.

Some cops, too.

I believe you.

Although you don't seem like a cop.

No? What do I seem like?

Pretty decent guy, mostly.

It's nice that you work with Miss Kaufman. It wasn't my choice.

I just go where they tell me.

That's not the way I hear it.

I hear you went your own way.

Burned some bad cops, and now you're a Judas with a badge.

How does that feel?

Lonely.

Well, I admire you a hell of a lot for it.

Now I gotta go.

So, see you around sometime.

What do they call you?

My friends call me Dickie.

Dickie.

I'll see you around sometime, Dickie.

When I finished, I couldn't resist. So I look over there to the defense table,

and there's this attorney who's one of the five highest-priced legal minds in

the city, completely... Excuse us.

How are things, Arthur?

Not bad, Phil. How are things with you? Oh, that's good. Not bad at all, I've

got to tell you. Listen, we have to talk about this Leeds mess.

Yeah, it's a real shame.

No, Arthur.

It's a damn disaster.

Now... Your job is to make sure this doesn't go any further.

Some people are just born to it. What?

He's a political animal.

You mean that in a good sense, of course.

Of course.

I'm glad I don't have to date him, though.

He must get pretty lonely.

I don't mind.

Then you enjoy these things?

I didn't say that.

Yeah, I'm not a big fan either.

I'd rather be in a one-on-one situation in which you really get to know another

person.

You sound like a contestant on that dating show. Oh, no, don't tell me that.

Why? Because you're married?

No, because I'm separated and I don't really want to sound like one of those

guys. But I thought that you and... We're friends.

And I'm sure that we'll always be friends.

But life isn't easy for Tess, so I try to be there for her whenever I can.

That's nice.

So, um, what's your relationship with Arthur?

Do you see other people?

Don't worry, she's probably an airhead.

How about a drink?

Nothing. Come on, you'll thank me later. White wine, right?

How do the... I was, um... I was watching you before.

I'll be right back.

Target number 457836, people versus Pamela Leeds.

Glad to see so many members of the press here exercising their constitutional

right.

I'd like to remind you very quickly that in my court, you will be as children,

seen and not heard.

The charge is murder in the first degree.

How do you plead, Ms. Leeds?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Will the defense be seeking a psychiatric evaluation for Ms. Leeds? I

have no obligation to divulge that at this time, Your Honor. In the interest

of expediency, counselors, let's lay our cards on the table.

We will be seeking a psychiatric evaluation, Your Honor. Will you be

needing the services of a court-appointed psychiatrist?

That won't be necessary, Your Honor.

We assume, Your Honor, that given the circumstances in this case, the defense

will be seeking to use the evaluation as part of their defense.

And your point, Ms. Kaufman?

The people request that the court also order the defendant to submit to an exam

by a court-appointed psychiatrist.

So order, then.

We have no comment at this time. We'll have more to say later.

All right?

Thank you very much. Good to see you.

Thank you. Good to go.

All right. Thank you, sir.

I don't understand what they're doing.

And when I don't understand what someone's doing, I get nervous. I want

this to go away.

You saying you want me to bleed this out?

Yes.

Arthur, we got this girl cold.

She admitted that she killed a man.

I remind you, we are not talking about just any man.

People have secrets.

Important people have important secrets.

Things come out in trial. Do you get what I'm saying? Yeah, I get what you're

saying. You say you're more interested in politics than you are in justice.

I respect both, Cobb. You'd be well-served learning to do the same.

This is Vic Webb. Start at 100 joules. Ready?

Ready. Clear.

It's going to assist the leak.

Dad. Clear.

Dad.

Dad. Dad.

Miss, you can't hear me. I'm sorry.

No. No.

you i'm sorry i'm sorry i love you

i

saw you sure you saw me i wasn't hiding i wasn't doing anything wrong You're

nuts.

I was talking to her. It was a social gathering. I was being sociable.

I think we need to change the tone and lower the temperature.

And what about you? You're with other men all day. You don't look at them. You

don't talk to them.

I work with him. And that cop, he's at your apartment more than I am.

Work. That's what you say.

And that is the difference between you and me. If you say there's nothing going

on, I believe you.

You're sick.

And I deserve the same consideration.

I saw you.

And what are we paying you for? We could go around in circles by ourselves.

I'm not interested, Ms. Kaufman.

Don't you understand that if you plead guilty, your sentence won't be nearly as

bad? Lila's explained everything to me.

You know she's going to be convicted.

Then you have nothing to worry about.

She doesn't understand you.

I think I've made myself pretty clear. Please, Ms. Kaufman, just leave it

alone. You could let me walk out of here right now, and I wouldn't.

She goes to trial with this.

She may never walk out of here. I want my day in court.

And you're going to let her go ahead with this?

Yes.

Don't you think that's a little bit irresponsible?

It's what I want.

Under ordinary circumstances, yes.

But these aren't ordinary circumstances.

I've come to have a great deal of respect for my client's wishes in these

matters. I wouldn't represent her otherwise.

But I don't do that. Nothing, Tess.

Pamela will have her day in court.

We're going to trial.

We'll find out what she's going to say.

Where'd you get your license?

Box of Wheaties?

Hey, shut down!

We're fucked.

Now on. I drive.

Thank you for seeing us, Mrs. Leeds.

I assumed you'd get around to me eventually.

Were you and your daughter close, Mrs. Leeds?

As close as we can be, considering I haven't been a mother to her since she

was 15 years old.

Your husband got custody.

My husband got whatever he wanted.

Is your daughter happy with that arrangement?

My daughter was never happy.

How is that? People make mistakes.

Some more than others.

Mr. Leeds must have made some big ones, then.

They got him killed.

She probably should have killed me, too.

Why, Mrs. Leeds?

For not having the courage to shoot him myself.

Darwin Leeds sexually abused his daughter since she was four years old.

Every week. Sometimes as many as four or five times.

That's sanctimonious low life.

The mother told you this?

Yeah. And she's going to do it again in court when the defense calls her.

This is not good.

No, kid.

I'm thinking damage control here.

Hasn't the damage already been done? There'll be a lot more when Pamela Leeds

turns that witness stand into a soapbox to drag her father's name through the

mud. One of the fat cats love you. Keep your commentary to yourself, Cobb.

You gotta help me with this, Tess.

I already tried to get her to plead guilty.

Take a lesser sentence. Well, maybe she needs some education about the death

penalty or life in prison without parole. You have to sell your position,

Tess. Do you understand me?

Sell it.

I'm not a salesman.

Well, I am.

Manslaughter with a year at an institution of your own choice.

Then you walk.

Think about it.

He's throwing your life away. Does it, Mr. Gold? I think my father threw my

life away for me a long time ago.

That's still a reason to risk prison. Or worse.

Darwin Leeds political benefactors must be leaning on you really hard, Arthur.

Well, you know how it is.

Unfortunately, I do.

Everybody lives in fear, don't they?

That's why my mother never stopped my father from molesting me.

She was afraid.

Just like all the other people whose lives my father dominated.

You certainly don't seem to be afraid.

No, not anymore, I'm not.

But I was scared to death right up until I saw him take his last breath.

Pamela, please.

I love you.

He kept saying that over and over as he laid there bleeding to death.

He loved me.

He loved me and I wanted his name blotted out in my birth certificate.

I even asked my mother if she would melt her wedding ring after they were

divorced.

But she wouldn't do it.

That's okay, though.

She can keep the ring.

Because I killed that son of a bitch.

And when I get to court, I'm gonna do it all over again.

Yeah, me too. I think I'll go home, put my feet up, have a beer, try to forget

about that skimming weasel you have for a... we have for a boss.

Hey, Gaddis. I've been looking for you.

Why?

I didn't think anybody else would.

Joe Lockman died last night.

A heart attack, right there in the bar.

I, uh...

I heard you were tight with his daughter.

We're closed.

Hey, I heard about Joe.

Figured you'd be here.

I said we're closed.

Don't do that, okay?

Don't shut me out.

My dad died.

I know what it's like.

You know what it's like?

The sheer weight of what you don't know would sink the Queen Mary.

Here.

It's my senior prom.

Famous Caribbean nights.

It's about as close to the Caribbean as I ever got.

You can go to the Caribbean.

Damn it, that's not the point.

See that guy?

That's Kenny Voorhees. He lives in Los Angeles now. He sells stocks or

something. I see his mother on the street sometimes.

Kenny's doing really well.

Kenny got married.

Kenny's got two kids.

What do you think that...

She tells him about me.

No, Kay's not married.

Gee, I think she still works in her dad's bar. And you know how it all

started?

Could I help my dad out in the bar for a few days?

A few days.

That was 13 years ago.

I had dreams, Dickie.

God, I had dreams.

Your dreams can still come true, Kay. No, I screwed everything up.

The last two times I saw my dad, we fought. I treated him so badly.

He died thinking that I didn't love him.

No, he didn't.

He knew that you loved him. He knew that I was in the dumps because of you. That

made him so angry, he couldn't understand how I could still love you.

Well, that's gonna be my last gift to him. I'm gonna try real hard not to love

you. Hey, I'm just trying to be your friend. I don't need... you to be my

friend if i need friends all i have to do is open that door for business and

i'll have more friends that's not what i meant look i'm just trying to you want

to be my friend then just go just go

Hey, Lila.

How are you doing?

Preparing for battle.

Ooh, I sewed down in the mouth.

Gold?

You want to lighten up on this case?

Gold's not used to dealing with people who don't have a hidden agenda.

Yeah, well, this is going to be more of a press conference than it's going to be

a trial.

Is that so bad?

You know, she should have come out with all this stuff while the bastard was

still alive.

You know, she didn't have a carefully orchestrated plan. I know, but I just

hate it when they use the court as a circus for the TV and the press.

Agreed. But maybe, just maybe, some poor, frightened wife or daughter or son

will see this or read about it and just have the courage to stand up and say no

more.

Yeah.

You know, sometimes I hate this job.

Well, hopefully the rest of your life makes up for it.

No, not really.

But you don't need to hear my problems.

Sure I do.

That way I get to lay all mine on you someday.

That's the way it's supposed to work, huh? If we're lucky.

Yeah, I'll keep it in mind.

I'm on call.

24 hours a day.

Hey, Tess.

Sorry to barge in on you like this.

What a day.

You all right?

Is that a joke?

What's wrong?

More than I think I can handle.

Can I bend your ear for a while?

You got a car?

Say. I know you are.

You're a good kid, Tess. You always take care of business.

You wouldn't have a bottle of Irish whiskey around here, would you?

No, I didn't think so.

Well, I shouldn't be trading one headache for another anyway.

Wait.

See you around, sweetie.

It's off the record.

That's fine.

It'll be on the record soon enough.

So why did I kill him when I did?

Yes.

I first thought about it after my last boyfriend left me.

I love that guy so much.

But as usual, the sexual stuff was all messed up.

I finally realized that my handicap was insurmountable.

It was like something had been amputated inside.

Have you tried therapy?

Yeah, but the damage was done and could never be repaired.

Sure, I was angry, but I tried to be stoic.

A survivor, as they say.

Then last week there was this benefit for crippled children.

And I saw this picture of my father with this little girl on his knee.

She looked so innocent and trusting.

And the thought of how he could destroy her filled me with a rage I had no way

of controlling.

I killed him out of anger.

And because his friends were important enough to protect him from anything but

bullets.

Are you sorry?

I suppose I'm sorry it had to be that way.

But he'll never do that to anyone again, will he?

No.

He won't.

alone arthur she is going to trial there's nothing you can do about it i

can't afford to give up as easily as you it's okay gold just keep snipping those

seats you'll get elected to some i'll grow up cob will you this thing is

bigger than you or me what is that supposed to mean it means leads have

been busted before yeah three or four times

solicitation underage women

A little unnecessary roughness. Well, let's put up a statue in the park.

And you let him walk?

You don't get it, do you? I am not big enough to let him walk.

But the DA is.

So is the mayor, if you get my drift. Maybe even the chief of police, too. I

am out of here. And she's got a case to prosecute.

What's your strategy, Tess?

To find the truth.

Now the fun starts.

What fun?

Pamela starts telling her story.

The media starts digging through Darwin and Leeds' past like a dog looking for a

bone.

But nothing changes.

No, nothing changes.

But I just love listening to the lies when the heat's on.

Makes staying home at night fun.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were busy.

No, come on.

Come on.

Yeah, I just wanted to return this case file.

There's a touch of brilliance there.

That's a smart lady you work for.

Brilliant. Yeah.

Yeah.

Well... I'll see you later.

Case file.

Got a lawyer way of borrowing a cup of sugar?

What? It must be mating season.

You're crazy.

Hey, look, look, I may not be the smartest guy in town or in the world,

you know, but I know what a buck and heat looks like.

You what?

Buck and heat.

Hmm.

A surprisingly disappointing attendance for a community leader and nationally

known figure such as Darwin Leeds. The feeling here today is that the absence

of many prominent friends of the former millionaire philanthropist could have

something to do with rumors of alleged improprieties in Mr.

accused of his murder is expected to provide many revelations concerning any

past misdeeds. This promises to be quite a sensational trial.

Unto Almighty God, we commend the soul of Joe Lachman, and we commit his body

to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure

and certain hope of the resurrection unto eternal life.

Amen.

God bless you.

Your father was a wonderful man.