All language subtitles for Good.Friday.2020.720p.AMZN.WEBRip.800MB.x264-GalaxyRG_Subtitles01.ENG

[serene music playing]

I am so sorry for your loss,
Mr. Cole.

[gasps]

[jury foreman] On the charge
of vehicular homicide,

we find the defendant,
Phillip Arrington, not guilty.

[crowds murmurs]

[serene music playing]

[Leland Hardt]
People can change,
find their better angels,

but I've done quite well betting that they won't.

My name is Leland Hardt
and I met Lucas Cole,
a young prosecutor

on the afternoon of Good Friday.

Lucas became involved in a case concerning my wife Anna.

An unexpected result...

-Hey.
-[Leland] ... as I suspect
for the other cases

Lucas handled this day.

Eye on the ball.

-[grunts]
-[Lucas] You're not focusing,
Johnny.

Sorry to bother you
so early, Mr. Cole.

-If we could just talk a minute.
-My office.

I was hoping you might speak to
Mr. Sensabaugh away from...

Just for a minute, please.

-If you could just explain.
-Come on, Johnny!
Eye on the ball.

[Johnny grunts]

Yeah, I didn't hurt him.

You know that bank guy is
not being honest, Sir.

-[Lucas] Pick those up.
-I got him off the property.
That's a fact.

-Put your hands on him?
-We're not conceding that.

Yes, I did.
Walked him off the property.

-Threw him to the ground?
-[Peter Sensabaugh] No.

His mom called him.
Some stranger in her yard,
taking photos.

They were trying to foreclose
on her, Mr. Cole. She was upset.

[Lucas] Sounds like motive.

That man wasn't even
allowed to be on the grounds.

That man's in a neck brace.

I didn't hit him.

-Sworn statement.
-I'm telling the truth.

[Lucas] The truth,
Mr. Sensabaugh,

if this case goes to trial,
you will lose.

Something your new attorney
seems reluctant to tell you.

I'm just a working guy,
Mr. Cole.

I'm not looking
for any trouble.

You have until this afternoon
to accept the plea deal
or I have to take this to trial.

[Peter] So, you're asking me
to lie.

I didn't harm that man,
so help me God.

-[Lucas] Come on, let's go.
-[Johnny] Okay.

Let's clean up.

[sighs]

[tranquil music playing]

[car door bangs]

[Leland] If you asked me what sort of man is this Lucas Cole,

well, at first I would have said a lost soul,

no shortage of those,
and I'm glad for it...

They can be led
in any direction.

Later in the day
I would have told you,

"No, this is an ambitious man,
a scheming man."

Then, later still,
I would've said,

"No, this is an
honorable person."

But now, looking back
on this Good Friday, I wonder.

Lucas, what sort of man are you?

[calm music playing]

[Lucas] No. No, no, no,
it's perfectly legal.

Home base of the company becomes
the Cayman Islands,

they treat your income as
passive, half the tax rate
as the average Joe.

Just a sec,
I need to call my wife.

Hey.
You both making home safely?

[Emily] Yeah.
Grandpa was so proud of him.

We're, we're almost home.

-[car horn honks]
-[brake screech]

[police siren wailing
in distance]

[Leland] I sent my wife and bodyguard on a simple task,

a gesture of respect
to the District Attorney.

Lucas, Lucas! Over here.

I'd like you to meet
Leland Hardt's wife, Anna.

Lucas, hi.
Eliot speaks so highly.

Mr. Hardt said you
were only supposed to speak
to Mr. Brennar, ma'am.

So controlling, my husband.

But take away his money
and power,

and all that's left is just...
more.

Ma'am, you dropped something.

[clicks tongue]

[Leland]
I should've been there myself.

Before the matter
got out of hand.

Listen, I need you to help me
make things right.

Hit-and-run.
Still under the radar.

Driver was Mrs. Hardt.

Lawyers?

Leland Hardt asked for a private
word with her as a courtesy,
doesn't want a media circus.

This from a man who owns
a television network.

We live in a world of irony,
don't we, Lucas?
It's our one true religion.

I won't leak to the press,
you know that.

Not where I'm going with this.

Alright, give me the file
and I'll just take a look.

There's nothing to study.
It was just an accident.

Drugs? Alcohol?

She'd had a drink or two,
but blood levels were okay.

Any damage?

Some kid crossing
against the light.

He'll be alright.
Just got released
from the hospital.

I'll work up a plea bargain,
see how much time
she needs to serve.

She thought she hit
a garbage can.
Bad neighborhood.

-Says she was being followed.
-She left a kid on the road.

And she turned herself in,
30 minutes later.

-Still means jail time.
-No, this one we're dropping.

They won't take a plea.
The case won't hold in court.

-Eyewitnesses?
-[Eliot] No.

I'll figure out something,
put her away.

Well, that's very kind of you,
but, no.

I'm not risking our track record
on a lost cause.

Lucas, I need you to break
the news to the boy's mother.

-Absolutely not.
-I'd send someone else,

but they don't have that
Lucas Cole touch.

The ability to alienate everyone
and still get whatever you want.

It's a gift.

[Lucas scoffs]

[knocking]

-What now?
-Your 10 A.M. is here.

A Mr. Jackie Sendell Simms
to see you.

Ah. Send him in, Helene.

In from the city,
back for a visit?
Do you mind if I sit in?

Have a seat, Jackie.

[Eliot] I'd love your client's
autograph for my youngest.
Huge fan.

[sighs]

First of all, my client accepts
full responsibility.

-Oh, that's good to know.
-For any misperceptions.

My client is a role model,

one who can make a
meaningful contribution to
educating the public on the...

Your client is going to jail
for a very long time.

Lucas, if I might-- Okay.

Can I speak frankly,
just among the three of us?

Eliot and I worked here together
before you arrived, Lucas.

I actually sat
right at this table.

And we both understood which
battles were worth fighting
and which weren't.

Eliot's gone on to be
District Attorney for forever.
[laughs]

And I've gone on to enjoy
my share of success
as a defense attorney.

Point is, my client is a highly
respected man,

and this isn't a battle
you want to fight,
don't you think, Eliot?

Well, that is a good point.

And I'm not up to speed
on the case, so, you know,

but, as I understand it, your
highly respected client took
advantage of two teenage girls.

-It's not true.
-[Eliot] Yeah, I kinda think
it is.

And you may think of this
as a battle, Jackie,

but, uh, I have a feeling Lucas
here considers this a crusade.

I mean, you're the reason he
stepped away from the fat money
of corporate law. Hmm?

What does this have
to do with me?

Nothing.

Then what are we talking about?
There isn't even a case here.

The girls withdrew
their complaint.

[Eliot] Yes, your client
paid them off, well done.
Not the first time, is it?

But it is the first time
he's done it in my jurisdiction.

The women won't testify.

-Yes, they will.
-You're going to bully them?

-No.
-[Jackie] They won't tell you
anything.

So, what do you hope to gain?
Explain that to me.

You're not kidding anyone,
Lucas.
You just want the headlines.

If all he wanted was publicity,
Jackie, you wouldn't be having
this meeting.

He'd just take this case
to trial, put your guy away
till the end of days.

-I know you.
-[laughs] Believe me, you don't.

A corporate lawyer
playing as prosecutor.

Cherry-picking the easy cases
so you never lose.

But you don't have
a winner here.

You know,
I'm very fond of you, Jackie,

despite the manner
in which you... took your leave.

-The offer was too good, Eliot.
-Of course.

But your departure left open
a position filled by Lucas,
a godsend, as it were.

So, I would hate to have you go
down the path of those
who've underestimated him.

It's the punch which you don't
see that knocks you out, Jackie.

And I'd prefer that you didn't
spend all that taxpayer money.

Could you at least please
give him a plea offer?
Out of respect.

-Two felonies.
-What?

Minimum seven years.

[laughs] You must be joking.

Chance for parole in half that.

Offer expires at 4 P.M.

This is insanity.

-Eliot, help me out here.
-[Eliot] Okay, Jackie,
here's the thing.

Your client is rich enough to
afford you and your team
and that's peaches for him.

But your client is also
a degenerate sociopath

and if you bring him into court,
my guy here is going to
mop the floor with you.

And that's really not good
for business, is it?

[scoffs]

Could I interest you
in a coffee, Eliot?

That would be wonderful.

Just give me a moment to confer
with my associate, would you?

-I'll be right outside.
-Excellent.

Honestly, I don't think
you can win this one in court.

But I guess it only matters
what he thinks.

You don't take this case
from me, Eliot.

[Eliot] I still think
you don't understand me, Lucas.

I have priorities and my first
one is to settle the
hit-and-run, nice and quiet.

Why?

Because it's a rare thing
when someone powerful
is actually innocent.

There's no moral dilemmas.

In our time together I've stuck
you with cases you didn't want

and taken away some you did,
but have I ever lied to you?

No.

To a hammer,
the whole world's a nail, Lucas.

Put the hit-and-run to bed

and put Jackie's client
where he belongs, okay?

Not that I'm tying
the two together.

Oh, and, um, handle the
hit-and-run in person.

It's much more compassionate.

Alright, just get it done.
But keep the media out of this.

I'll bring you back a coffee.

You're looking a little
under the weather.

[tense music playing]

[Jackie] Be with you
in a second, Eliot.

A quick word, counselor.

[Jackie sighs]

You better come back
with a reasonable offer.

[sighs]

Or I will put your career
in a very dark place.

[thud]

[tense music playing]

You need me to validate
your parking, Jackie?

[tranquil music playing]

[alarm beeps]

[Eliot] We tried, Mr. Cole.
I am sorry.

We gave it our best shot.

No, you didn't.

What your boy did, did not help.

That driver was drunk
and out of control.

That's all
that should've mattered.

It should have.
But we were outgunned.

[Lucas]
But if I got you another--

Well, we don't have
the budget, Mr. Cole.

Won't cost you a thing.

[Eliot]
Sure, I'll talk to him.

You are talking to him.

Mr. Cole, we prosecuted
the case, even though,
I knew we wouldn't win.

What would you have done
differently?

-[Lucas] I would've found a way.
-Really?

-Yes.
-[Eliot] Just like that?

Yes.

Come by my office tomorrow.

The good fight.

[tranquil music playing]

Hey.

-You with the ladies?
-[Christina] Mm-hmm.

[ducks quacking]

[Christina]
Wait with your uncle.

[chickens clucking]

[Christina]
Your dad is here.

-Hey, easy.
-[Johnny] Just wanna go home.

You're supposed to wait
at school, you know.

I got held up at work, okay?

-Just wanna--
-[Lucas] You have your big game.

I don't feel so good. Okay?

Plus, they don't even
want me there.

-[Lucas] That's not true.
-Yeah, right.

Look, maybe you get a hit,
maybe you don't.

But you're going to the game.

[sighs] You drag me out
for one practice all season,

-and now you--
-[Lucas] What did you say?

Nothing.

Wait here, okay?

-Why?
-I have to talk to someone.

-[Johnny] No.
-Just put your uniform on.

[sighs]

I won't be long.

[knocking]

-Mrs. Santiago?
-[Valeria] Who are you?

I'm Lucas Cole
from the D.A.'s Office.

[Valeria]
What do you want?

I need to speak with you
regarding your son.

[sighs]

[speaking in foreign language]

I'm Marisol Santiago. Please.

Thank you.

I have to tell you and I wanted
to tell you in person.

The District Attorney's Office
will not be pursuing

a criminal indictment
regarding your son's accident.

[Valeria] What?

[Lucas]
The Office doesn't believe
it will be successful at trial.

-Why not?
-[Lucas] Many factors.
Mrs. Santiago.

-Like what?
-Many.

Rich woman, poor kid.
What are the other factors
in this case?

I can only discuss
the details of the case
with the boy's mother.

-[Valeria] She's right here.
-I can't. Uh.

Please excuse me,
I'm already late.
Valeria, do you mind?

No, I'll see him out.

I wish I had better news.

A plan for us all.

Thank you for coming, Mr. Cole.

She has such faith.

Lord keep her
from people like you.

What do you gain
protecting a drunk woman?

She wasn't drunk.
If she was, I wouldn't be here.

Well, I was there,
the police station,

when they brought her in.
Where were you?

I wouldn't have known
about the accident then.

[Valeria] And what about her
blood level,

when they tested her
for alcohol?

-Her blood was fine.
-[Valeria] What was the number?

[scoffs] You don't remember?

What the hell kind of a
prosecutor are you?

Your wife must be very proud.

You can go to her now.

Tell her you did
a good day's work.

That's very righteous of you.

Mr. Cole, this is my house
and I want you out of it.

[Lucas] Is-- is that why
you're involved?

-Out.
-Or are you just hoping for a
piece of the civil settlement?

There won't be a settlement,
you think I'm a fool?

Without a criminal conviction,
no attorney will touch
the civil case,

-not on contingency.
-You know your way
around the law.

[Valeria] I've had a lot
to learn since
that boy went to the hospital.

-Did you know he just got out?
-Yes.

Good for you. Two surgeries.

Needs another. No insurance.
You bet I'm involved, Mr. Cole.

Is he your nephew?

I know them from church,
they have no money left,
no place to stay.

[Lucas]
Where's the boy's father?

-Where you people put him.
-[Lucas] What?

[Valeria]
She's visiting him today.

-What's his name?
-[scoffs] Such concern.

The father's name, what is it?

-Mateo.
-It's not my case.

You're telling me you can
remember from almost a year ago?

[Lucas] I remember every case
I ever tried.

You don't even know
the details of this one.

-Here. Now.
-This is not my case.

[sighs]

So, you're just a messenger,
doesn't that clean your hands.

You need to leave now.
I have a three-o'clock class.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gloomy music playing]

[Mark] I was trying to pull
the ball down the line
to left field.

It just went higher
than I expected.

-How'd you get so good?
-My dad.

-He around?
-No. Away.

What's your dad doing in here?

Talk, I guess.
That's what he does.

Hey, mister,
can you take me to the game?

-Well, I don't think that's--
-[Valeria] Hello.

-[Mark] Can I go with them?
-That's not a good idea.

[Mark] My team's playing
Johnny's.

[Valeria] Your mom wanted to be
there for you, but today--

They could take me.

You can sit in my class
like we discussed.

-What are you studying?
-I teach it.

Do some homework, okay?

But I'm all done.

Let him come with us.

It's alright with me.

Uh...

Listen, about your mother,
I'm sorry--

His grandmother, not my--
Thank you.

I'd like to look into the
boy's father's case.
There maybe grounds for appeal.

You want to do the right thing,
then sure.

[Lucas] I'll try.
It's the best I can do.

Of course.

But the boy's case is over.

A plan for us all.

Maybe I can find you a lawyer
for the civil suit.

Someone willing to work
for nothing upfront.

-[Lucas] Yes.
-I doubt it.

Bring Marcos--
Mark, back by six.

[tranquil music playing]

Alright, guys.

You good, Johnny?

-Be back soon.
-You're not watching?

I'll be there. Just got to do
some things first.

Have a 100 percent attitude,
that's 99 percent of it.

All you need is to keep,
keep the eye on the ball--

[kid 1] Coach, Johnny.

That is one unusual
little fellow.

Alright. You good? Alright.

[tranquil music playing]

[kid 2] [Inaudible]. Whoo!

[Johnny] That's their pitcher?

[speaking in foreign language]

Oh, boy.

[tranquil music playing]

[Umpire] Son, you're out.

[indistinct chatter]

-Strike one.
-[kid 3] This is too easy.

Come on, kiddo,
knock one out! [claps]

[kid 3] Swing.

Strike two!

[kid 3] Get ready.

Strike three. Next batter.

[kid 3] Bye-bye.

It's good to be king.

-[Lucas] Mr. District Attorney.
-Not forever.

Wouldn't worry, no one is
actually challenging you.

[Eliot] And the thrill somehow
wanes.

The heart,
she is a fickle thing.

[scoffs]

Attorney General?

Might test the waters.

Bowing to the will
of the people, as it were.

Their will be done. [knocks]

This defendant got railroaded.

This isn't a courtroom,
spare the melodrama.

[Lucas] One eyewitness at night,
unreliable at best.

-Then why'd you prosecute it?
-I didn't.

[Eliot]
It's not even your case?

Real problem here is
judicial misconduct.
Misuse of hearsay.

-Improper jury instructions.
-Who is the judge?

-[Lucas] Hurzweil.
-Didn't he retire?

I vaguely remember saying
something nice about him
at some function.

Wasn't he always the
one who was always bragging
about his days at Harvard Law?

Yeah.

Dig away,
chew on his bones if you want.

Just tell me this wasn't
a murder case.

Unarmed robbery.

You still haven't told me
why you're involved.

Something I promised.

-Anyone I know?
-Santiago.

-Why is that name familiar?
-[Lucas] It's the boy's father.

From the hit-and-run?

A decent lawyer would crush this
on appeal.

And what are the odds
they'll have a decent lawyer?

Next week. Today, no worries.

As a matter of fact,
Leland Hardt would like us
to stop by later.

-No.
-Not a request.

You got to see this place
to believe it.

Here's the case file,
the hit-and-run.

Now that it's over
it's all yours.

I have a reputation to maintain,
or an image at least.

Can't have anybody insinuating
I did a favor.

But you didn't.

[Eliot] No, of course, not.

But people like to think
the worst of us.

[knocking on door]

You speak to him?

Yes, I did, as a matter of fact,
Jackie.

I told him that your client is
a pillar of the community

and that his multiple and sordid
felonies were mere spasms
of immaturity.

Eliot, this is serious.

Yes, it is.

[Jackie] So like I told you,
you don't have a case.

Talk to that man.

Okay, Lucas, cards on the table.

You drag my guy into court,
I'll make this a nightmare
for you.

-If you try to crucify him--
-I'll take my chances.

Come on, gentlemen,
let's just talk this through.

You talk to the jury,
before they bury him
for his sins.

[Eliot] Not religious,
but very Old Testament.

-We're done here, counselor.
-He's right, Jackie.

You had a plea offer,
you turned it down.
We're going before the people.

-I didn't turn it down.
-[Eliot] I thought you did.

-No.
-Well, it's off the table.

[Jackie] It's not fair.
You said the deal
was good until four.

[Eliot] It's ten after.

Who cares about ten minutes?
We're talking about
justice here!

Well, that's very impressive,
Jackie.

You just get one juror
to buy into that
righteous indignation,

you can force a re-trial.

[Jackie laughs]

Hmm.

I learned more from this man
in my first three months here

than I did in three years
of Ivy League law school.

Like a father to me.

You're a lucky man, Lucas.

You don't mind if I call
the senior partners, do you?

Let them talk with you directly.

[Lucas] No.

-Good.
-[Lucas] No.

What is he saying?

I think he's saying "no."

[Jackie] Eliot, he just doesn't
understand that I need to--

You just touch
one button on that phone,
we go to trial.

-[Jackie] You can't be serious.
-Try me.

Look, I have dinner plans
so, five, four, three--

We take the deal.

-[Eliot] Press conference.
-No.

-[Eliot] Two. One?
-Please, Eliot.

[sighs] You'll recommend
a reduced sentence?

No.

Do I have your word
you'll support early parole?

Eliot, I rely on your
sense of fairness.

Our time together.

Courthouse steps.

[Jackie]
This could damage my--

I rely on your ability--

The steps right soon.

And don't forget that
autograph for my son.

[footsteps retreating]

Did you really want
to go to trial?

I bet you didn't.

Doesn't matter.

Either way, I'm gonna take the
case away from you

because I'm a politically
ambitious son of a gun.

Or haven't you heard?

A press conference
on the courthouse steps,
nice for the image.

And the reputation.

Let's let Jackie
sweat it out a bit, hmm?

♪ Yes, I was lost

♪ But now I found

[umpire] Next batter.

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[kid 3] Here we go again.

[speaking in foreign language]

[umpire] Strike one.

[kid 3] No batter.

You got nothing.

Strike two.
Come on, Johnny,
at least go down fighting!

[kid 3] Swing.

That's sorta strike three.

[crowd applauding]

[footsteps approaching]

[tranquil music playing]

[birds chirping]

Where is the lady?

Couldn't make it this week.

Okay.

Something new for her?

"Always remember
the power of words.

Words, after all
are more than just heard.

[tranquil music playing]

Down, down beyond
the cloudy and clear..."

Emily.

[Terrence]
"...until your wondering mind's
inner ear,

where goodness and greatness
do battle with fear.

Now a battle--"

That's it.

You write that just this week?

[Terrence]
Yeah.

-You are a poet, Terrence.
-Okay.

Where's the lady?

Couldn't make it this week.

Okay.

-Next Friday?
-[Terrence] Okay.

[Zhao] Can we talk about my
client?

That bank officer is claiming
long-term disability
for a phantom neck injury.

My client's his meal ticket.

I believe in him.

Not the first time for him.

Nothing in the file.

[Lucas] Since this is your
first case, I'll pretend like
you didn't know.

But you don't know why, do you?

That man was four years
a Marine,
two years in harm's way,

a final stint in Germany.

He's walking down the street,
some neo-Nat thugs
get in his face,

and you can guess
what they said.

[Lucas]
No idea.

What the world must
look like to you.

Everyone has a story to tell.

You're still here.

[scoffs] What did you say
to that new public defender?

She looks, what's the word?
Dispirited.

-There's a mistake here.
-No, no, no, no.

There are no mistakes.
Not today.
Today the world is flawless.

-Eliot, I'm gonna need--
-You missed a press conference
for the ages, Lucas.

Tears. Applause.
Ah, it was just embarrassing.

Just absolutely wonderful.

No, no, no, no.
Come on, not today.

-Where's the BAC?
-[sighs]

-What are you talking about?
-The BAC. It's not in the file.

She wasn't drunk,
we already discussed this.

How would you know?

[sighs] She was never tested,
they screwed up.

That's why it's not in the file,
not in the system.

Look, there were
other factors, anyway.

-We could not have won in court.
-We'll see.

-The case is over.
-Like hell it is.

Thanks to you, by the way.

Our office officially dismissed
the charges 20 minutes ago.

The press release went out
under your name.

Anything else gone missing?

[scoffs] It's not missing,
it was never done!

You made the right choice,
Lucas,

and I want you to know
I'm not offended by your tone.

You're going through
a tough time, I know.

We'll just attribute
any nastiness to the booze.

What, you think I don't know?

I'm the District Attorney.

All those investigators
on my payroll,

you don't think I keep track of
what my prosecutors are up to?

So you drink, who cares?

A little during the day,
a little more at night,
I'm not troubled.

You work hard.

Heck, take the rest
of the afternoon.
I'll walk you to your car.

We'll have a drink.
How about that?

Have you seen the kid?

Listen, Lucas, let this one go.

I brought him
to the baseball game.

His team is playing
my son's team.

You should come and meet him.

I'd love to,
but I have a lot of work--

Game was supposed to
be tomorrow,

but they moved it up because of
a storm that's coming.

Right, sure.

[Lucas]
Uh-huh.

Then why are you here?

[chuckles]

Just a game.

[Eliot]
Oh, don't think that.

Run along. Go.

[indistinct chatter]

[shouts]

Take your base!
Take your base!

Hey, hey, hey, you okay, kid?

I'm done.

Okay. Uh, hey, Johnny, listen.
The pitcher's tired.

So, don't swing,
maybe you'll get a walk.

[umpire] Next batter.

Good, good. Okay. Let's go.

Timmy. Where is Timmy?

-Yeah, need you first.
-[Mark] Hey!

-First pitch, you go for it.
-What?

No way he'll walk you,
you're the winning run.

-He won't put you on base.
-Not supposed to swing.

The first pitch will be
right down the middle,

even if he has to throw it
underhand.

-And you have a good swing.
-[Johnny] Really?

Absolutely.

-Just keep your eye--
-Eye on the ball?

[Mark]
No, keep your eye on the bat.

-Huh?
-Swing at the first pitch.

Watch where it hits your bat.
Keep your eyes there.

Next batter.

Go get him.

[crowd cheers and applauds]

[woman 1] Just do it.

[tranquil music playing]

[Paul] Here you go, fellas.
Well, look who bothered
to show up.

What are you doing here, Paul?

I came to see
my grandson's big game.

And what a game, huh, fellas!
You should have seen it.

Last inning, they're down to
their final lap, one run behind.

Man on first.

[indistinct chatter]

[kid 3] Oh, good, it's you.

[suspenseful music playing]

[crowd cheers]

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh!

[all cheering]

That's what I'm talking about,
Johnny!

[cheering continues]

[Paul] Kaboom!
Oh, you should have seen it.

You know when I was your age,
I had a paper route,

delivered papers in the morning
before I went to school.

I was saving my nickels
for bleacher seats
at Yankee Stadium.

It was 1961.

The chase
for the home-run record.

Everybody was cheering
on Mickey Mantle.

Oh, The Mick.

But not me, I was rooting
for Roger Maris.

Number 9, as he wore his hair
in crew-cut,

just like your granddad used to.

Had a sweet swing.
You know, terrific teammate.

-Good man. Responsible.
-[Lucas] We got to get going,
Johnny.

Well, seeing you hit that
made me feel like a kid again,
like I was watching Roger Maris.

Your mother was watching, too.
So proud of you.

Paul, why do you always
have to be such--?

You know I've been watching
baseball for over 50 years.

And I know I've seen
a bigger home run than yours.

But I'll be darned
if I can remember when.

Let's get going, guys.

[Johnny]
Let me help.

Don't need any.

No, I mean I wanna.

[tranquil music playing]

Hey! The ball.

-It hit here.
-Absolutely.

[Johnny]
Whoa.

Nice car.

[tranquil music playing]

Wait here, okay?

[sighs]
Always. Won't be long.

Fine, come in.

-No.
-Johnny, now is not the time.

The game was good,
everything's good, okay?

[cellphone rings]

[sighs]

Yeah? Okay.

Okay. Thanks, Pat.

I won't be long, okay?

-I'm Lucas.
-Chadwick, sir. Dennis.

[Paul] Your mother was watching,
too. I'm so proud of you.

[thunder rumbles]

[Emily] Yeah, Johnny caught
such a big fish,

grandpa was so proud of him.

-We're almost home now.
-[Johnny] Hey!

[thunder crashes]

[crash]

[calm music playing]

Okay. If you would, sir. Lucas.

You're not going in?

Oh, no. Creeps me out.

[Leland]
Lucas Cole.
[laughs]

[Sandrick]
Alert the authorities.

There's another attorney
in our midst!

You know when there is one
lawyer in town
there's no business to be had.

But when there are two lawyers,
there's no end to business.

-Mr. Sandrick.
-Call me Reverend Nat.

Welcome to
my sanctuary, Lucas,
away from prying eyes.

It's the reason
I bought the estate.

Vanity, I'm afraid.

Is that one of the deadly sins,
Reverend?

-Easily forgiven.
-[laughs]

So how'd it go?

Your son's game.

Oh. Fine.

Eliot told me how you left work
early, had to be there.
[laughs]

A man who knows his priorities,
got to respect that.

I have some news,
wanted you to hear it first.

Eliot has decided to pursue
the position
of State Attorney General

and I have chosen
to support his candidacy.

-He's earned it.
-[Leland] Hmm.

That's not why you're here.

I thought we should meet,
face to face.

I believe you should run
for District Attorney,

replace Eliot as he extends
his reach and his grasp.

No answer? [laughs]

Good.

Anyone who agrees too quickly
worries me.

And anyone who says no
is a fool.

Now we know you're no fool

and, standing here with you,
I'm not worried.

You will consider my offer?

-Mm-hmm.
-[Sandrick] A considerate man.

Hmm.

The Reverend came by to offer
Anna some spiritual guidance.

And I had to meet our state's
next Attorney General.

[Leland] Oh, he's on his way.

To say nothing of the
next District Attorney
of this county.

If you so choose.

My boy's waiting in the car,
if you'll excuse me.

Bring him inside, by all means.

[Sandrick] I was saddened,
Lucas, to hear of your loss.

Eliot told me about
the accident, your wife,
terrible tragedy. I'm sorry.

We almost lost Anna,
as you're aware.
A car accident as well.

My wife wasn't under
the influence.

I don't think that's accurate--

Oh, Anna had a few drinks,
a mistake and she knows it.

She hasn't touched a drop since.

Has she seen the boy? Mark?

My wife is devastated.

She is distraught
about the injuries
that young man suffered.

He was crossing
against the light--

That's her version.

-That's the only version.
-[Lucas] Yes, I read the file.

What are we talking about here?

Evidence is missing
from the case files
and from the database as well.

But the police station
keeps hard copies.

Your wife's blood alcohol
content was 0.05.

That's under the legal limit,
Lucas.

I would think
you would know that.

[Lucas]
They also took hair samples.

I thought that might
interest you.

Your wife was high on cocaine.

"High" is an ambiguous term.

High as a kite, is that clearer?

Are you looking to shake down
Mr. Hardt?

[Lucas]
No.

[Sandrick] Then what the hell
is going on here!

It's all right, Reverend.

The case was dismissed,
was it not?

-[Lucas] Yes.
-[scoffs] Resolved.

Mr. Cole is just expressing
Christian concern
for the young man harmed.

And to put us on notice that
he is a prosecutor
to be respected.

Anna and I will
pay the young man a visit
in person.

In due time.

[Eliot] Well, if you're going
to crash, you might as well
aim for something big.

That was a hell of a show.
I just heard.

-You told me to come, here I am.
-Yeah, I wouldn't have if I'd
known you'd be doing that.

-You lied to me, Eliot.
-Not really.

We couldn't have won the case.
Too much firepower
on their side.

Reverend Nat alone would've had
a hundred demonstrators
on the courthouse steps.

He can't play the race card,
not on this one.

[Eliot]
Oh, ye of little faith.

You don't want any part of that.

And drop the wide-eyed-child
routine, doesn't fit you.

Leland Hardt owns a
television network and, brother,

he can bring down the
wrath of God on both of us.

You want to turn your back
on God, fine, I'm with you.

But turn your back on a man
with a TV network? Foolish.

His network is just violence.

-[Eliot]
Save it for the tourists.
-Targeted to kids.

[Eliot]
Not his fault to give them
what they want.

His choice.

If he didn't do it,
someone else would.

And we'd be at their door.

Crazy, insane thing is
that he likes you.

A kindred spirit. Ruthless.

And he wants to support me for
Attorney General, God bless him.

I'll do a hell of a job.

With the occasional favor.

Don't get high and mighty,
not with me.

I've seen you work that
boy-next-door vibe
and your holier than thou manner

and no one sees you coming.
But I knew.

Everybody thought
you wanted to do
something good with your life.

Make things right.

But you wanted blood
and that's why I hired you.

I've seen how you handle cases.

Buddy boy, you would've put the
screws through Christ Almighty.

[groans]

Of course, I could be wrong.

You still hate me for it,
don't you?

Losing that case.

A year to the day, you don't
think I remember? Please.

There you were on my doorstep.

And here you are now, with the
chance to be District Attorney.

But you need those guys.
And they need an answer.

This is the world we're in,
Lucas.

The only question is,
what are you going to do
about it?

I have to go get my kid.

Why don't you stop
or hit off the bottle first?

-You know what--
-We're realists,
you and me, no different.

This is the opportunity, Lucas.
Right here, right now.

Fine, I'll tell them
your answer is no.

Tell them my answer is yes.

[engine starts]

[tense music playing]

Hey, where do you think
you are going, son?

Hey, don't walk away from me
when I'm--

Talking?

Look, I've had a not great day,
alright?

-I don't need this from you.
-Sorry about your day. Dad.

You had to wait in the car
for a few minutes,
what is the big deal?

Hey, I wanted to be
at your game.

Not true.

You don't want me there any way,
I just make you nervous.

Not true.

Well, yeah, you do.

You scared the hell out of me.

Something could have
happened to you.

[Johnny]
You should have been there.

I know, I will. Next time, okay?

-You should have.
-[Lucas] I will.

It wasn't my fault.

-What are you talking about?
-Not my fault.

Johnny, what'd you do?

You drove fast there
this morning.

It wasn't on purpose.

-That's a lie.
-[Lucas] No.

Yes.

I was just messing around
that night.

Look, we don't have to
talk about it, okay?

I don't know why I did it.

It was not your fault, okay?

-How would you know?
-I know.

I know.

I never told, not a soul.

If you hadn't done what you did,
maybe you'd be gone, too.

If I hadn't, maybe--

Hey. Hey. Johnny. Johnny.
Come here.

[tranquil music playing]

[Johnny]
She stopped me. With her arm.

-I miss her.
-[Lucas] Me, too.

It wasn't your fault.

God help me.

Go sit in the front seat,
will you?

I hate that stupid sliding door.

[engine starts]

You know you never told me
what Mark said to you
before you hit your home run.

"Eye on the ball."

You know I don't believe you
for a second.

How would you know?

That's what you said.

How would you know?

-Just leave us alone.
-How would you know?

[Valeria] I must have been
some idiot letting you
take them to the game.

You were there
when they brought her in.

Dumping two ten-year-olds
on their own?

-[Lucas] The lady who hit Mark.
-You think I would have-- What?

Why were you
at the police station?

[Valeria]
What are you talking about?

You said you were there
when they brought Anna Hardt in.

How would you know?

I saw it happen,
reported it to the police.

You witnessed the hit-and-run.

[Valeria]
I gave them the license plate.

Why are you asking now?

Why didn't you ask before?

[door bangs]

You're most welcome.

-How are you, sir?
-Lucas.

[Dennis] I was addressing
the young gentleman.

Fine, sir.

Dennis.

They're in the sanctuary.

"The Civil War"
by Caesar himself.

How does a man read
in this light?

Does he read or just place his
hand on the cover and absorb?

Hey. How you doing, little man?

I need to speak with Mr. Hardt.

Oh, he's, he's checking
in on his wife.

She's feeling a little bit
under the weather.

Let's see if we can find him.

Go ahead,
I'll keep an eye on your boy.

Here in the
Fortress of Solitude.

Makes Hardt feel like
a Roman emperor.

Yeah.
And look what happened to them.

Eliot tells me you have some
concerns about
Hardt's television network?

Don't you?

Are any of us without flaw?

He's a fine man, a man of faith.

What does that mean to you,
"a man of faith"?

Look to Proverbs 3,

"Trust with all your heart
and lean not on your own
understanding."

Nice sentiment.

"Acknowledge Him and He will
make your paths straight."

But for a different world,
don't you think?

Not at all.

What are you looking for, Lucas?

In this world
His hand is everywhere,
and that's the truth of it.

Seek His righteousness.

Are you a righteous man, Nat?

[Sandrick]
I'm a practical man
and in a practical world,

that's the soul of
righteousness.

Are you a practical man, Lucas?

I believe you are. So, let's
talk like practical men and do
away with childish things.

More than one verse.

You're familiar
with Corinthians?

"If I have all faith,
so as to remove mountains,

but do not have love,
I have nothing."

Where did you learn that?

The words or the meaning?

I don't understand.

From someone near to me.

Forgive me for saying this,
Lucas,

but you are so blinded
by what you lost,

you don't appreciate
what you have, and why.

What do you want, Nat?

I need your assurance
that as District Attorney,

you will take a personal
interest in certain cases.

Cases that deserve prosecution.
And conviction.

And you'll benefit from the
civil settlements that follow?

As is just.

Spiritual advisor.

To the families who sue, yes.

-Spiritual?
-The Lord's work.

Was it the Lord's work,
the tensions you provoked?

Peoples' passions at time
outrun their reason.

You want to hold me accountable,
Lucas, but you are wrong
to do so.

The message, you see,
it takes on a life of its own,

separate from the intentions
of a messenger.

You understand?

Mrs. Hardt.

The two-bit lawyer.

And the other two-bit lawyer.

-Anna, please.
-Don't.

[Sandrick]
We are none beyond redemption.

Though some are close.

Look at the world, Lucas,
a few lead, the rest follow.

A few prosper, most do not.

And you're meant to--

His will be done.

Power and wealth,
for His purpose, and ours.

Your boy back in private school.

What father doesn't want to do
right by his son?

-Yes?
-Yes.

[Sandrick]
I think we understand
each other.

[Eliot] You get that memorized.
Put that bad boy back.

Okay, now let me ask you
a question.

-What's your favorite number?
-Forty-two.

How about a number
less than ten?

Uh, four. Or two.

[Eliot]
Two it is.

That is one.

How much you want to bet
the next card I turn over
is yours?

-A million bucks.
-You are on.

-Whoa. But you said--
-I said the next card
I turn over.

I didn't say
the next card in the deck.

That's not fair!

Who said the world was fair,
my friend?

-I don't have--
-A million bucks.

Well, okay,
I won't collect this time.

-But just this once.
-[Lucas] Collect what?

Oh, uh, this young fellow here
owes me a favor, that's all.

No, he doesn't.

Okay, he doesn't.

I've learned not to argue
with him.

Mr. Hardt, you wanted
to meet my son. John.

A pleasure.
How are you, young man?

[Johnny] Okay, sir.

[Leland laughing]

[Leland] Mr. Cole.

I've come across some new
information that's troubling.

-[Sandrick] At a cost, I'm sure.
-[Lucas] Yes.

[Sandrick]
What's your price this time?

[Leland]
Reverend, please.

How can I help you, Lucas?

[Lucas]
You can't.

[Sandrick] Perhaps you
misunderstood me
when we spoke before.

-No.
-If you don't want
my friendship, just say it.

[Lucas]
I don't want your friendship.

And I don't want your support.

[laughing]

Getting a little old to be
all alone, aren't you?

Not alone.

[Leland]
What does that mean?

It means you were right
what you said before.

You know, I couldn't see.

Today I can.

And when I see that boy injured,

hearing what his mother said
about God's plan,
maybe I'm a part of that.

Hearing those words.
Maybe you're right,

maybe the message can
transcend the messenger.

Maybe, this is His way. Here.

Now.

I think it's time you're heading
back to the office, don't you?

-[Lucas] No.
-[scoffs] Is that right?

I'm resigning. End of day.

[Eliot] Fine, run along.

My apologies
for bringing him here.

Mr. Hardt, your wife will never
face a criminal trial.

And I let that happen.

But I can sue her
for what she did to that boy.

You won't win.

Maybe you're right.
But maybe it can be done.

And if you're a betting man,
you best bet it will be done.

[laughs]

[Leland]
Please, enlighten us, Lucas.

I'd rather not put the boy
through a trial.

[Sandrick] One in which
you cannot succeed.

[Lucas] There was an eyewitness.
Don't blame Eliot.

He tried his best.

Her testimony wouldn't
hold up on cross.

-[Lucas]
I think you underestimate her.
-This case can't be won, Lucas.

-Come on, Johnny, let's go home.
-[Sandrick] Mr. Cole.

You have no idea
the pressure I will put on you.

[Leland]
How much?

Just wait and see, Mr. Hardt.

I was speaking to Mr. Cole.

The boy's had two surgeries,
needs a third.
They have no insurance.

How much money?

[Lucas]
A hundred grand.

[laughs]

No.

[Lucas] And you'll agree to
put your wife in a rehab center.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

-Him.
-The man already said no.

Do you want to offer
a fairer price?

A hundred twenty thousand.

[laughs]

That's not how you negotiate.

Sixty thousand dollars and Anna
is my concern, thank you.

No, I think Johnny has
got the right idea.

Hundred twenty thousand.
And I get to pick
the rehab center.

Don't want your wife
hitting any more kids.

-Walk away, Mr. Hardt.
-Hundred forty thousand.

-Well, Lucas,
you'll get your trial.
-[Lucas] One hundred sixty.

-But you, you do--
-One hundred eighty thousand.

And I'm finished with you,
you won't work in--

-Two hundred thousand!
-[Lucas] Yes.

You two, quiet.

You have a deal.

Two hundred thousand dollars.

And you can send Anna to the
Amazon if it will get her clean.

You and your wife will go
visit Mark?

-Yes.
-[Lucas] Tomorrow.

Fine.

Make out the check.

-What, now!
-[Leland] For the love of God,
Eliot, shut up.

[Sandrick] You think you're so
clever, don't you?

No.

Nice payday, though.

Lawyer for the kid,
a third of the settlement.

I don't think so.

Oh, I'm very sure.
And so are you.

You take care now.

Why don't you let me
handle this, Mr. Hardt?

Actually, why don't you walk
the Reverend to his car?

And then leave in yours.

I cannot imagine I'll be
supporting any candidacy
of yours, Mr. Brennar.

Go ahead.

Well, go on. Run along.

Come on, walk with me.

Anna, darling,
have you met Mr. Cole?

-Yes.
-Excellent.

Lucas, I do believe you fooled
the good reverend.

But we all see the world
through our own eyes, do we not?

All others a lesser version
of ourselves.

But I hold no illusions.

Although I must confess
to a little bit of envy.

And that, I am quite sure,
is one of the deadly sins.

A man who finds the freedom
to live his own beliefs.

A man like that can do wonders.

And what about you?

Indeed. What about me?

-You have the power to do
whatever it is you want.
-Hmm.

But not the freedom.

I'm too far down this path
to find another.

I think you know
that isn't true.

[chuckles]

What I know,
what I know I'll do,
two very different things.

But at least I'm honest
about it, that's got to be
worth something.

I spend my time with charlatans
like the Reverend Nat and worse.

As much as I hate to
work with them, I'm not ready
to fight against them.

Not today.
Perhaps tomorrow.

Your son seems like
a very nice young man.

-God bless his mother.
-Hmm.

And I wouldn't underestimate
his father.

Are you serious about a run
at District Attorney?

Yes.

Oh.

I very much hope you win.

But I will do whatever is
necessary to see to it
that you do not.

I trust you understand.

[Lucas]
Mm-hmm.

[Leland]
Shall we conclude our business?
To whom shall I write the check?

Make it out to "Cash."

[tense music playing]

Of course.

[tranquil music playing]

[sighs]

Your trunk was open,
didn't think you'd mind.

How's my partner in cards?

Wait in the car.

Car. Please.

[Eliot]
There by the grace of God.

[Lucas]
Something like that.

Well, you certainly sold the man
in there a bill of goods.

[Lucas] Not interested
in the man in there.

So, um, why don't you, what,
what's his word, enlighten me,

what it is you're getting at.

Quote me something profound,
or was that all you knew?

No, I'm not the one
to blame here.

If I were Attorney General,
imagine all the good
I could have done?

I treated you like a son, and--

[sighs]

Don't forget after tomorrow
you're just another lawyer.

-Yeah.
-Hustling out there like
the rest of them.

[Lucas]
Mm-hmm.

Who knows,
maybe you'll fool everyone,

[gloomy music playing]

keep all that money
for yourself.

One person who could have
ruined this for me

and I dragged you into it.

Now why would I do that?

[car engine starts]

[gloomy music playing]

So, you still remember
where I live, huh?

What are doing here?

I should have been there
that night.

Should have been me driving.

I got held up at work.

I'm so sorry.

[sighs]

-Come in.
-[Lucas] Uh, I can't.

Johnny's in the car, waiting.

[sighs]

Listen.

All those things I said--

Uh, you understand,
a loss like that,
man's got to blame somebody.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Maybe not.

You wanna join us?

Next time.

All right.

Like to hear that from you.

[scoffs]

[clears throat]

[car door opens then closes]

What do you want now?

-[Lucas] Is Mrs. Santiago in?
-No.

-Do you know where she is?
-[Valeria] Yes.

He shouldn't be in jail.

-Mark's father.
-What about him?

He can win on appeal.
He just needs a decent lawyer.

One who will work for free,
that's all.

[Lucas]
I can give you a name.

Why would anyone take the case
for nothing?

Well, he's a bit of a fool.

-[Valeria] Who?
-Me.

-Very funny.
-[Lucas] Is it?

Mr. Prosecutor.

Not after today.

-You were fired?
-I quit.

But I would have been fired,
yeah.

Uh, do you know where she is?

I don't think I believe you.

[Lucas]
Have her call me.

What in God's name
are you talking about?

It's the settlement
from Mark's civil suit.

How is that possible?

I'm Mark's new lawyer.
He just doesn't know it yet.

That check is made out
to "Cash."

-What does his new lawyer get?
-[Lucas] Everything.

You're keeping all the money?

I'm keeping none of it.

I'll take you to Mark.

[footsteps approaching]

[cellphone rings]

Make a right
out of the driveway.

Hello? No, not going back.

Uh, where are we going?

Are you okay?

12 Prospect Street.

Did you hear that?

[tranquil music playing]

[car rumbles]

My client accepts your deal.

You're willing to plead guilty,
Mr. Sensabaugh?

Yes, he is.

Allow him to answer for himself.

To confess to what
you swore you didn't do.

What do you want, Mr. Cole?
He said yes.

[Lucas]
No. He didn't.

Sign it?

He's agreed to.
He'll sign it now.

Did you hurt the man?

-Did you?
-[Zhao] Leave him alone,
Mr. Cole.

Who do you think you are?

I'm the Assistant District
Attorney of this county.

For the next few minutes anyway.

Did you hurt the man, Peter?

No.

Deal's off.

-You can't do that.
-Yes, I can.

That's not fair.

It's more than fair. It's just.

What does that mean?

It means you just won
your first case, counselor.

[gasps]

[laughing]

-[Valeria] You always this
popular?
-[Lucas] It's an unusual day.

[Valeria]
Thank you.

[tranquil music playing]

Scene one, take one.
[Inaudible] slate.

Can we do that again?

[man 2]
Still rolling.

[crowd cheers]

God help me.

Not alone.

[Valeria] What does his
new lawyer get?

Everything.

Alright.

[all laugh]

[tranquil music playing]

[music stops playing]

-[man 3] [Inaudible] ready?
-Mm-hmm.

I'm just in cha--
I'm just getting into character.

[man 3]
Good.

[tranquil music
continues playing]