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Tonight on Spencer for Hyatt.

You're not an 18 year old undergraduate, you're a woman.

And I'm very attracted to you. I'm not attracted to YOU, Professor.

I want you very much, Susan. And I am going to have you... STOP IT!

I think it would be difficult to tell, Spencer. Going to file a complaint.

My father wanted my own. You need me for something? Talk to Susan. My Susan?

You should have told me anything.

They got you on assault and battle with a deadly weapon. What, I pull a gun on now?

Go away!

What is the city of the people?

Shakespeare asked that, and even though Billy wasn't talking

about Boston, he did know his stuff. Bostonians are a people of great pride.

Pride in the things they love most, education, athletics, politics, the arts.

But above all, the people of Boston are kind, warmhearted,

gentle, and

full of good cheer.

I am not good enough for you. I understand you.

How come we have a lot of we got to go? Just leave me alone! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You pile up! I'm going to help you! Come on! I got some more up for you!

You're not going to hit her again. You want a bet?

Look, you're a little out of her way, class. Don't you think?

So why don't you calm down and just talk this over?

Because he's got all his brains in his butt!

So much for talk.

Boom!

It's going down.

Stick a fork in him, honey. He's done.

Stan!

Susan. Sorry I'm late. Session in my private practice ran long.

That's fine. That's...

fine.

Adolescent stress, huh?

It's an area I worked in when I was at Harvard for my master's.

Ah. It's a good subject. Not overworked by any means.

I well presented dissertation could have a real impact.

Add to the existing body of knowledge and all that. It's

good. It is very good.

Excited?

Yes, it feels good to be getting down to the final push. Well, you'll do fine.

If we're tired for your doctorate, then you should earn it. Of course.

friendly relationship with your thesis advisor. Couldn't do any harm either.

Professor, I've seen this coming and...

I don't want to pursue it. Why? Why can't we have a friendly relationship?

Say starting with dinner tonight. I'm afraid not.

I don't see any reason for us to have contact

outside of our normal sessions together. Oh, I disagree.

Are you involved with someone, Susan? Yes, I am.

Oh, that doesn't matter. Doesn't matter, he doesn't have to know.

And what's more, even if he did know, what's understandable than a student spending

a night or two conferring with their thesis advisor? A night or a two, Professor.

I'm not sure I know what you mean. Oh, come on, Susan. Drop the coiness.

It doesn't become you.

You're not an 18-year-old undergraduate.

You're a woman. And

I'm very attracted to you.

But I'm not attracted to your professor. I doubt that.

I doubt that, but even so in time, we'll see.

Your arrogance doesn't become you, Professor.

And I find this entire conversation way out of bounds.

I'm going to leave now and hope we can both forget this ever happened.

But I won't forget, Susan. I think you should think about it. Reconsider.

There's still time.

I want you very much, Susan. And I'm going to have you. Stop it!

You're staring at me in your hands for weeks, hoping to God that you would stop.

Are you quite finished or are you going to carry on all the way to a stereo?

I am going to bring this to the administration.

I'm going to file a complaint with the Board of Conduct.

Go right ahead, young lady. It's your word against mine as to what happened here.

The board's heard all of this many times before.

and they're going to hear it again from me.

I should have thrown the guy right out the window.

I mean, this goofball starts beating on his girlfriend.

And what a piece of work she is. 30, 40 people start looking at their feet

and heading for the exit to Monato Spencer. Oh, no. I just go charging right in.

I'm never going to learn. You know you did the right thing.

And this girl, what does she do? She completely changed the story to the police.

And I wind up being the guy who started the whole thing.

I mean, did I miss something?

Maybe the parable of the Good Samaritan along the road,

you know, the poor traveler at the end, worry files, civil and criminal charges.

You witnessed an assault, and you acted on it.

You didn't look for the exit or try to ignore it. You did something.

Look, I think you need to get your mind off all of this,

and I think taking me to dinner would do that very nicely. I can't.

I got to meet Hamilton in 15 minutes. Jim, your lawyer?

Yeah, that's what I'm telling you. These people are filing charges against me.

Sorry I'm going on about this. Look, I promise I'll take it.

In there tomorrow, we'll have a good time. We'll talk, huh? Have a good day.

Not much to tell, really.

I'll keep.

Last time we were like this, you had trouble.

It was when I told you I was leaving for San Francisco.

I think you understood better than anyone why I had to go. I just listened like now.

It's in your eyes, ladies. I need to talk. And I spent the kind of talk, either.

Well, it is, but now isn't the time to bring anything to Spencer. He's in trouble.

Man usually is.

The truth is, Hawk, it isn't something I'd feel comfortable telling Spence.

Not that he's a tell me. Same reason, I suppose. What's that? He'd explode.

He'd run off to fight my battles and end up getting

himself in more trouble than he's already in.

I don't want anyone to fight this one for me, Hawk.

Including you. I can do it myself. Hawk, someone is harassing me.

Sexually harassing.

How do I tell Spencer that? Well, first you tell me.

That's a psychology professor, my thesis advisor.

Damn it, Hawk, he's a man in a position of power. With

his students, at least.

I'm sure he's come on to other women.

And his attitude, he so condescending, so sure of himself.

You tell me who he is, where he is. Run it.

Thanks. But I meant what I said. I can handle it. I'm going to file a complaint.

My file went to my home.

Thank you. I'm not even supposed to be here, remember?

Don't worry, Web's designed vacation for two weeks. Yeah, where'd he go?

I don't know. Revere Beach, I think. Well, I'm supposed to

be across the street in the courthouse for a hearing in two minutes.

This is about your hearing, Spencer. What about it? The only thing I'm guilty of

is trying to protect this young girl.

The bruises on her face will corroborate my story. I don' care what she says.

She says you hit her. Come on. She says she tried to break the law.

She's a good picker up. She's resistant. You got physical imposter.

The boyfriend rushes at you and you talk him too. Oh, get out of here.

I mean, they sure have done some work on their story since the last time I saw them.

And well, the DA's done some worked two-spence around the charges.

They got you on assault and battery with a deadly weapon.

What, I pulled a gun on them? No. They got a shyce.

The lawyer was done his homework. You're an ex-price fighter. A professional.

Your fist got you the deadly weapon! Ah! You go to the hearing and I'll nose around,

see what I can dig up on this slob, your dector's girlfriend. Thank you, thank you.

And you owe me, Spencer. Don't forget that. Right.

Yeah.

Oh, well, anything you have to deliver, just

leave it outside on my secretary's desk.

The message I got is private.

I'm a very busy man. I don't have time for all these absurd games.

So just leave now. If you don't like games, let's just quit right now, shrink man.

One way to get you out of here. You got a stupid name, sirs, on silver, man.

If you don't leave right now, you're gonna be

in more trouble than you ever bargained for.

You are made of air.

Message time, Professor.

Susan Silverman, every year, talking about late dinner,

meetings, that kind of thing. I'll be back.

Susan Silverman, if I have your hands on her again, I'll be back.

Susan Silverman never leaves this campus with so much as a hair on the place.

I'll...

hear me.

That's what we start from the top.

Yes.

Salute.

One more thing.

I was not here.

Alright.

I need to see you right away.

Stay here.

They'd had a white flag with a wave that long time ago.

Well, look at you. You can all freshen up, dandy. You want to go a couple rounds?

I'd like to oblige, but I'm in an out-buggeting mode at the moment. Yeah?

Pardon me for noticing, but you don't seem to be boogity. Not just yet.

Just take me a minute to find out about your latest scrap with the law.

What is there, a new Spencer hotline on ESPN? No, no, no.

Just listen to the drums, Spencer. Just listen the drums.

So tell me, how long is it going to take you

to finish your latest go-around with a man

A couple of weeks into the trial and then the civil suit,

uh, you need me for something? Negative, but the woman of silver might.

Could we just drop the Delphi Oracle bit for a second?

You tell me straight out what you want to say. Straight out? Yeah. Talk to Susan.

Susan?

What do you mean?

But what's wrong with her? Her story. Let her tell it.

Commences.

I've come by to pay you my notes that I left with you.

I'll need them when I apply for a new advisor. You're serious aren't you?

Can't you see how juvenile and petty this all is? No, I certainly don't see that.

There's nothing petty about sexual harassment. Oh, God, the hysterics again.

What should we do, Professor? Just sweep it under the rug?

Get back to business as if nothing ever happened?

No, Professor, it doesn't work that way. I won't. I can't forget.

The complaint is filed and there will be a board hearing.

You're really chomping at the bid, aren't you, Susan? Rare and for a fight.

You'll go to the board. Truth on your side. You can't lose, huh?

If you think for one minute, young lady, that I'm going to sit back without a fight,

you've got another thing coming. I'll not see my career jeopardized

by some hypersensitive graduate student

with some twisted sense of feminism or whatever the hell it is, you call it.

Damn you and the whole sick attitude you stand for.

You've really got this down to a science, don't you? You're allowed to do it.

I play along, trade my self-esteem for a degree, and everything is fine.

But if I refuse and everything turns sour, then suddenly I'm at fault.

I hoped, if God, I can get you thrown out of this university.

You better hope that, because if things don't go well

for you at the board, I'll see to it that you get thrown out the doctoral program.

You do that. Oh,

yes. Oh, yeah. That's your

warning. Remember it.

Hey, Spencer. What are you doing calling legal aid? Very fine.

Trying to reach Susan.

Well, cheer up. I'm here to brighten your day.

That's all the info, Mr. Computer spit out on Stan Sims,

Alias Stan Sawyer, Alias Steve Swines. Look at this record.

All the way from Bayonne to Providence. Well, well, well. Insurance fraud.

The cop I talked to in Jersey says they call him Stan the Scan.

That poor guy has access to the money.

He's been in court three times alone on career-ending neck injuries.

Well, I really know how to pick him, don't I? Yeah. This guy is a real pro.

He's slipped on waxed floors. He's choked on restaurant food.

His usual is tooling around in some beat-up wreck

with no tail lights, waiting to some poor geek to crash into his trunk.

First word out of his mouth is a baby. Whiplash.

Probably sued his mother for diaper rash.

Anyway, you slip that to your lawyer, he'll run it down,

and you'll bury this bum in court. What about the girlfriend? Yeah, I almost forgot.

Her name is Ruth Shawalski. Shawal? Shawaski. She's an exotic dancer.

You know the kind where the dance becomes more exotic, the longer it goes.

She shakes it nightly at a little place called the Runway over on Trimont.

If I hurry, I could get a front row seat.

Someone's causing me a great deal of trouble, Carl.

Actually, it's a student of mine.

That's right.

Yes, I'm being accused of things I haven't actually done.

I helped you before.

I can do it again.

I'm glad to hear you say that, Carl. Otherwise, it might lead to an investigation.

I might have to stop my practice. No, no, I don't want that.

I need you. You listen to me. That's right. I do. And I want that to continue.

I know what to do.

I can stop the trouble.

I think you should. Just tell me who it is.

Here's the address.

Our name is...

Susan Silverman.

Hey, listen, you know, Stan is doing here any minute. I would get lost if I was you.

Oh, Stan's coming by. That's good. That's true. Listen, let me ask you.

How long have you known Stan? Oh, a couple of months. Why?

This may come as a big shock to you. Stan's got a record longer than your barbell.

So? So. So you two are a team. You're going in together to court.

And I think that, uh, although you're having a real swell time with Stan,

because he's such a smooth guy, that you're

going to have to learn to live with some of the bad, as well as the good.

See, we're going to present the judge with a list of stands prior fraud cases.

And he's going to maybe begin to look at your testimony as lying, perjury.

People go to jail for perjuree. Yeah.

I want...

What are you doing here laying all this on me?

Thank you.

Make a phone with him.

You hear Jill on?

Sometimes he smacks me, you know. Yeah, I know. He's a real nice guy.

Yeah, well, Tom Selick hasn't been calling me for a lot of dates lately.

You know what I mean. Maybe not. But Stan, come on.

He's the fourth time loser, a coward, and a bully. He bullies people like you.

What am I supposed to do?

Change my story of Stan coming looking for me? I'll find you too.

Thought you might show up sometime. So I brought along my buddy, Phil.

Hi, Phil. What do you hear from your neck? Ah!

Real good, Spencer.

We can add this to our story. Right,

Ruth?

Ruth? There's not going to be any stories, Stan.

What are you talking about? I'm changing my tune.

I'm going to go to the cops and tell them the truth. Like hell you are.

I think this is where I came in.

Now, if you touch her, I'm gonna have to do something.

Now, I know you got your friend Phil here, but he's not feeling so good.

So why don't you, uh...

Get yourself some button-down collars.

Go straight, huh? It's all over. Get out of here.

I'm proud of you, Ruthie.

Look, I got this police sergeant, Belson, his friend. He's a good guy.

No, you tell him your story, and he's going to have a little talk with Stan.

I know it will.

I guess I'm not gonna bother you anymore.

Well, I'm not crazy about Hough coming to you about me.

At least he said something. Well, I would have too at the right time,

but you have problems of your own. It doesn't matter what I'm going through.

I want you to, you should have told me.

Look, you're the most important thing to me. Do you know that?

You should have told me about Dorian right away. What?

So I could hide behind you while you went out and solved it all for me?

That's what San Francisco was all about for me, Spencer,

trying to take care of myself on my own. I understand that, but you should have

told me in it. I want you to be able to tell me anything at any time.

If I'm not listening, tell me again. I'm a little slow sometimes, you know?

Well, I'm glad you got the assault business taken care of anyway. Now we can talk.

Come on.

It'll keep till the moral.

Hey, Seuss. I'm fine, I promise.

I love you.

I love you too.

BING!

Don't try to fight me!

Hey, where you going? Are you all right, man?

and I... I'm serious.

Thank you, ma'am.

It's okay.

Called Susan operator, say the line did. Come by here, see lights flashin',

hear sirens screamin', I am filled with wonder. Somebody attacked her own home.

Somebody's got to pay. Yeah.

I can't stay here.

Please just take me back to your place and stay with

me. Yeah. Two things.

Susan, you know this man?

No.

I must inquire. If she doesn't want any trouble, I will try to avoid it.

But I must be inquire

In the course of the few weeks that Professor Dorian

was my thesis advisor, we met on several occasions.

In those encounters, I became aware of a certain behavior on the professor's part.

A certain behavior? Yes.

A great deal of eye contact, casual touching,

occasional sexual references in innuendo and our conversations. And?

Well, at first I thought he was just being...

I don't really know what to call it. Um, innocently flirtatious, I suppose.

But your impressions changed. Yes.

Three days ago, in his office, I was made a rather blunt sexual proposition,

which I declined.

We argued and I left.

It was actually the next day that Professor Dorian threatened me.

And what was this... threat?

that he would take steps to remove me from the PhD program. Oh, please.

All right. Thank you, Miss Silverman. Professor Dorian?

I'd like to begin by saying that...

The story you've just heard is false, malicious fantasy.

Nothing about this woman claims to have happened actually occurred.

So why would she say it?

in the two months that I've had Miss Silverman as my doctoral candidate.

I found her depth and grasp of knowledge in her discipline to be severely lacking.

Her proposed dissertation topics I found were clichéd,

overworked rehashes of prior studies.

And you discussed this with her? Several times.

I even went so far as to suggest she rethink pursuing her doctoral program.

That isn't true. That never happened. Miss Silverman, please.

Sir, I didn't want to bring this up, but I think there's

something else at work here, and now I think I must.

Where did you get those bruises on your face, Miss Silverman?

Professor Dory and I think it's our place to ask the questions here.

I understand that, sir. I understand.

But I think you'll find that this is a direct bearing on the case.

There's a reference in this morning's newspaper in the reported crime section

that a Susan Silverman was assaulted in her home last night.

Breaking and entering. No apparent motive, et cetera.

Was that you, Miss Silverman?

Yes.

Members of the board.

This young lady here claims that two days ago I

made sexual advances towards her in my office.

And then on the very next night she suddenly becomes

the victim of yet another man and another assault.

I feel I should speak as a psychologist here.

How many other men have aranged, abused, or attacked Susan Silverman?

In my work, I look for patterns, and what I find emerging here is very disturbing.

It begins to paint a picture of a very troubled person.

I'm going to get this guy, Spencer. He's smart. He's mean. He'll fight dirty.

But I'm gonna go back in there and I'm gonna get him. How about some help?

Look, I can begin to understand why you didn't tell me.

But now I'm involved, all right? Spencer, I want your help.

I want you to go out and find that creep who broke into my place,

and I hope he gets put away for good. But just leave Dorian to me, OK? Why?

Dorian is very much a part of the-

Because it's more than just something that happened to me.

This is an issue that I want to fight.

This is something that happens every day to women everywhere.

It's everything from friendly pat on the bottom at work to forceful attack.

Men are deadly serious about it.

But when you call them on it, suddenly it's your fault.

Hey, you're overreacting, lighten up. What's your problem?

It's your humiliating spencer.

Women are afraid of losing their jobs, other reprisals.

That's why most of it never even gets reported.

The one's yours.

with just a little bit of help from my first-rate private company.

Can you give me a list of his former students?

What do you know about his past? Believe it or not, he made his reputation

in rehabilitating convicts. He even wrote a whole series of books about his work.

Can you imagine? Dorian working with prisoners. Belongs in prison himself.

Funny, isn't it? Yeah, something else is funny.

Busy guy like Dorian with students, classes,

private practice, even an ethics committee hearing today.

And he still had time to read the agate type in the newspaper this morning.

You think there's a connection between Dorian and last night?

Maybe.

The number of men that Dorian counsel in group therapy imprisoned total 416.

It's about taking forever to track them all down. I think Boston at least that long

to get mug shots on all these guys.

You know, my list of ex-grad students is much shorter. Why don't we start there?

Dance with your fingers. What's that? This is an appointment calendar book.

Open, says me.

historians.

from his private practice.

Hawkeye's obviously going to miss this. Probably going to Miss his front door too.

Give me the names of the patients he saw last week.

Wilkerson.

No, Wilkerson. Abrams.

J.L.? Mm-mm.

Shearson.

First name, Carl.

Yes. Bye. I got to make myself an appointment with Carl's sheer son.

We're going to check out some adorian's former students. Understand.

You'd like a piece I will try to save you at taste. Please.

Susan and I visited six previous students of Dorian's with no luck.

Most people would have started thinking about giving up, but not Susan.

She was prepared to go on for a month if she had to.

She would have made a great PI.

Miss Silverman, Mr. Spencer, sorry to keep you waiting. Why don't we go in here?

Sorry about this mess, but my office is being painted. So what can I do for you?

We'd like to talk to you about Peter Dorian.

We understand you know him.

Yes, quite well. He was my advisor, but I haven't seen him for several years now.

He's my advisor too. I apologize for being so blunt, Dr. Blackman,

but I'm currently filing charges against Professor Dorian

for unethical conduct, for sexual reasons. Susan has been a target of Dorian's.

And the other night, she was attacked by a man in her own home.

We think they may be connected.

God.

Dr. Blackman.

Did anything like this ever happen to me?

It did, didn't it?

My final here.

He pressed and pressed. Finally, I gave in.

Did you be prepared to tell your story to the academic board? No.

I can't.

I'm married now and how would

it make it all look?

A woman who slept with a professor to get a degree.

I'm a good psychologist. I love my work and I can't throw all that away now.

But you can't let... I'm sorry!

Thank you, doctor.

Something you want, Slick?

Not on the menu. Friends say I can meet a man here,

most knights named Carl Sheer's son.

Never heard of him.

Calling it a night, huh? Yeah. We're going home now.

Get some sort of problem with that, mister? Hell no.

I just thought I might take a walk along with you, Carl. Who's Carl?

My name's Jimmy Weather. See you.

No!

You got cork in here, fry cook? Ain't you gonna tell me where Carl Shierson lives

or I'm gonna tag your head in the right field? You got caulk in here? No.

The area around 345 Grand Street wasn't my favorite.

According to Hawk, it held one attraction, Carl Shiersen's apartment.

Is he home? Out running the streets, been inside. Thought you ought to see him.

We're freaked to be half here. Stop. Look.

Listen.

It's a little bit of a trick. It's not a trick, it's a trick!

It's just a trick that's a bit of an ugly trick. It's pretty silly stuff, huh? Sick.

Taping is a tax. Man, this little metic was into it all.

Watching, listening, recording. Got anything on him? No, I got an APB out, though.

Tell him this guy slipped through it, Frank.

Hey, don't worry, Spencer. He's not gone.

We counted over 100 tapes. We're going to wade through them downtown.

If you come up with anything, let me know.

Hey, Geron Dorian's name?

Yeah. He's got him on file.

Nothing on him, really, except he was mentioned as a witness.

We interviewed a couple of years ago in a murder case.

A student of his was killed, a Vicky Harbow. She was pregnant. Oh, she killed.

beating the death in her apartment.

I can stop the problem. I think you should. Just tell me who it is.

Here's the address. Our name is Susan Silverman.

This guy didn't just record as a tax. He was always wired.

We got 23 tapes of his sessions with Dorian alone. All neatly labeled.

Do you have this tape? No, I'm taking it over at 11.

Of course, there's always an if, you know, Spencer. Did I get the tape legally?

Can the experts say that's definitely Dorian's voice? You know the question.

Yeah, you got him, but maybe you don't. What about your shirt? Nothing yet.

I want to borrow this tape.

You my guest.

you

I might have to stop my practice. Oh no, I don't want that.

You do.

Park.

I still say you're the wrong lane of traffic on this one.

Man would have to be a fool in the first order to come here.

Shererson is dependent on Dory, and you hear it in his voice on the tapes.

Now he's in trouble. He's on the run. He needs him even more.

You still think the Dorian would agree to see this boy? Then we got two fools.

Who says he even called? Who says is going to show? Don't start with me now.

Look here, look here. You back on my Christmas list.

Nice and easy.

You're a...

It's not much fun when someone's heading back, huh?

Not like fighting a woman, is it? You've not killed this man here.

Let Susan put the ID on him, then he tell us about Dorian.

Throw the weather key.

Why are all these outsiders here? Sit down, Professor, or stand. I don't much care.

Sergeant Frank Belsen of the Boston Police, and I believe you know Dr. Black.

What right do these people have to... Dr. Blackman visited us yesterday

and gave us a detailed statement

concerning an affair you had with her a few years ago.

one that started from...

coercion.

She was a very willy. The man quiet until I'm through.

Sergeant Belsen is here in conjunction with an assault

and battery case and a murder investigation.

We'll get to that later.

in all my years of university life.

I have never encountered such an individual as you.

You have used your position as a teacher

for your own lewd personal desires.

as a psychologist, a profession which well beyond most demands honor and morality.

you have manipulated patience on your own criminal behalf.

The mere fact that you could have been associated with

this fine university for so many years is unspeakable.

We have already recommended that you be relieved of your teaching post immediately,

pending a full investigation by the entire Board of Trustees. What will follow?

It is our sincere hope.

will be felony charges by the district attorney's office.

You can prove none of this.

Sergeant.

causing me a great deal of trouble, Carl.

Actually.

Yes, I'm being accused of things I haven't actually done.

Well, you said you were going to take care of him, and you did. I'm proud of you.

No, really, I am. The Sherrison's testimony and the tapes,

well, Dorian's definitely going to jail. I wish I could forget it ever happened.

It's good to know that Dorian is going to have to pay for what he did.

You finally picked on the wrong woman.

So what about your dissertation? Well, I talked to some old friends at Harvard.

There's been some attrition. Looks like I can get back in this year after all.

Good, good. Yeah.

We never did get to finish our discussion.

Why, what? Not telling you right away about Dorian? I think you explained yourself.

You know, I learned something.

But accepting your help didn't make me any less of a person.

I was just so glad that you were there when I needed you. Always there, Seuss.

Always there. Besides being involved with the lawsuit,

you know, I might have made things worse. Might have?

Well, I don't know how I would have handled it.

I mean, it's not certain that I would

have just marched right over there and ripped Dorian's head off. Oh, yeah?

What would you have done? I marched right there and rip Dorian head off?

The man I love.

You know, he could still stay my place a while longer.

No, I'm fine.