All language subtitles for Bull 6x06 - Better Angels (English)

- Previously on Bull...
- Dr. Jason Bull,

you're under arrest
for the crime of jury tampering.

- What if he isn't innocent?
- How could you even think that?

Sometimes good people make

bad choices when
they're in a tight spot.

Somebody rigged the game,
somebody put their thumb

on the scales, but it wasn't me.

I'll see you tomorrow.

9:00 a.m., sharp.

We got a big fight ahead of us.

Ready or not, here I come.

Two minutes between contractions.

Okay. Getting close.

- I can't do this.
- You're doing great, Delilah.

Baby number six is almost here.

Look into my eyes, listen to my voice.

That's good. Just focus on me...

These peepers right here... and breathe.

In...

...and out.

In...

...and out.

Tiger's breath. There you go.

Baby's coming. Like, right now.

Morning, Bertram.

Maggie.

You know our new
district attorney, Ms. Stowe?

I haven't had the pleasure.

I have to ask.

Did you deliver a child
in that house just now?

I did.

Six-pound, seven-ounce baby girl.

She's a sight to melt
even your cold heart, Bertram.

Or yours, Ms. Stowe.

And if you're here to give
me another lecture about

why I shouldn't do that,
get it over with.

I still got a day ahead of me.

I'm afraid the time,
for lectures is over, Mrs. Haldane.

Bert?

Sorry, Mags.

Maggie Haldane,

you're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say may be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford...

I know this may come
as an unwelcome surprise,

but with my trial starting soon,

we need to expand
the scope of prep, so...

Olivia will need to ask each of
you questions over this weekend.

Since you all worked the case

that led to the bribery charge
Dr. Bull is facing,

I need to hear from you
about your involvement.

What involvement? I wasn't
involved in anything.

I mean, not anything illegal.

No one is saying you were.

This is just to help
fill in the picture.

Of course. Whatever you need.

What does "hear from us"

mean, exactly?

Are... You want to have a conversation?

You want to question us?

- A conversation, of course.
- Questioning, absolutely.

Questions.

There will, of course, be questions,

but she's not going to interrogate you.

Yes, I will.

If it's necessary.

Look, the case against Dr. Bull

is substantial.

The fact pattern alone does 95%

of the government's job for them.

If he's convicted,
he faces a decade in prison.

I do look good in orange.

To build an effective defense,
I need to know everything

you did and saw.

I don't care if it's embarrassing,

humiliating, illegal.

No secrets.

You hold back, you could send
Dr. Bull to prison.

Not to mention face your own perjury

and obstruction of justice charges.

I hope that clarifies things.

See you tomorrow.

Excuse me.

Well, guess I'll see you guys
this weekend.

There's-there's no way

we could actually be charged
with obstruction, is there?

Well, it's not impossible.

My advice? Tell the truth.

It's easier to remember.

You always this much fun at parties?

I am fabulous at parties.

Well, you're not gonna win

any motivational speaker awards,
that's for sure.

You could try
a little projected confidence.

I don't need to motivate
your people, Jason.

Just need to get them to talk to me.

It sounded like
you needed to scare them.

If that's what it takes
to get them to cooperate.

I need to know what they're made of.

Who might break under a tough cross.

Who's hiding something.

Nobody's hiding anything.

Randall Hughes said that I bribed him.

Obviously, that is a lie.

Yes, I went to his house
the night before the verdict,

to see what he was up to, from afar.

And that is a standard
trial science tactic.

Maybe your team will
tell me that, maybe not.

Case like this breeds a lot of stress.

It's hard to predict
how people are gonna react.

What about you, Jason?

Feeling nervous
under that projected confidence?

- Not even a little.
- Really?

The only thing you're facing
is the loss of your career,

your reputation, your freedom.

That's why I hired the best.

Then why are you standing there
taking up my time

instead of letting me do my job?

Because I can be of help.

- I know I can't be in the room
- No... Uh-uh, I can't...

when you're talking to these
people, but I know them...

- ...and won't. Uh-uh...
- better than anybody else.

- I can help you see what you...
- You know what? I have an idea.

Here's how you can help: leave.

Scram. Get out.

Vamoose. Go do whatever it is you do

and let me do my job.

Go.

Just let me talk to him.

I'm sorry, we can't...

That nonprofit, the one
named after Dr. Bull's sister?

- The Jennifer Bull Foundation.
- Yeah. Their website says

you take a special interest
in women's issues.

Well, I'm a woman, and I have issues.

I can see that, but I'm afraid
we are just too busy to...

Don't give me that.

In 1979, I chained myself

to a giant redwood
to keep it from being logged.

Don't think I won't do it again.

Are you threatening
to chain yourself to our lobby?

Sure, if it'll get me
to talk with someone

other than Lipstick here.

Her name's Marissa Morgan.
I'm Jason Bull.

- Maggie Haldane.
- What's the problem?

Mrs. Haldane has been charged
with professional fraud

and practicing medicine without
a license in Tioga County.

They want to lock me away
for delivering babies.

Tioga County? It's a little
out of our jurisdiction.

The D.A. asked for a change of venue,

got the trial moved to Manhattan.

Probably thought you'd get a
sympathetic jury at home. Smart.

Yeah, my first lawyer said that.

Told me we'd lose in New York
City, I should take a deal.

So I fired the weasel.

That's when I found your name.

Her trial starts on Monday,
and as I've been

trying to explain,
we have a very full weekend.

We do, but I can spare five minutes.

Coffee?

Hell yeah.

How long have you been a midwife?

40 years.

Pregnancy, labor, postnatal.

The full nine yards.

With that kind of r�sum�,

how can they charge you with fraud?

I was licensed in California,

where my late husband and I
used to live.

Plus, 34 other states.

Not New York.

Why not get licensed in New York?

State requires a master's degree,

and the-the closest program is
three hours from where I live.

Not to mention they want 30,000 bucks.

Do I look like I have 30,000 bucks?

Why not practice where you're legal?

What... What keeps you in Tioga County?

I work with Old Order Mennonites.

That particular community
is especially traditional.

They don't see regular doctors,

let alone step inside
a hospital for an ultrasound.

I've spent years building trust

in that community.

Without me, their pregnant women

won't get any medical care at all.

It's a disaster.

Our sheriff...

...used to look the other way.

He understood that I'm all they've got.

And then this new D.A. gets the job.

She's a real little...

...stickler.

- Mm.
- I know three law firms

that would be really
well-suited to help you in...

No. I need you. You're the jury guy.

A New York City jury
is not gonna get what I do.

I wish I could help you, Maggie,
but like my colleague told you,

I am stretched very thin right now. I...

Look, if this is about money...

...I've got 200 in savings.

Plus, uh...

Here.

My truck's got 186,000 miles
on the odometer,

but I'm careful with her
and she runs like a top.

Yours if you take my case.

I can't go to jail, Dr. Bull.

Those women need me.

Thank you for taking care of that.

Actually, I asked her to come
back tomorrow morning at 9:00.

You took the case?

Eh, she gave me her 45-year-old pickup.

How could I refuse?

Her trial starts Monday.
72 hours from now.

Well, even less. We got to run
mock trials all weekend.

No, Bull, we can't.

Okay, come here.

Now...

I built this... we built all of this,

to use it.

And we will lose it
if you get convicted.

We can walk and chew gum
at the same time.

Come on, Bull. This is serious.

Her life is bringing

medical care to these women
who can't get it.

I get it. You're Maggie.

You don't know who you are
without your work.

I am just trying to ensure
that you can keep doing it.

Well, this may be my last
chance, so get some sleep.

We got a lot of work to do this weekend.

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Oh, hold it, please.

Thank you, thank you.

No problem.

You and I aren't meeting
till this afternoon.

Why in so early?

Oh, uh, we found out last night
that we have a new case,

so whole gang's working this weekend.

Hmm. Double duty.

That happen a lot at TAC?

Unexpected assignments,
your time not your own?

I see what you're doing.

Stir the pot till something bubbles up.

Sorry. Just taking the temperature.

No, it's fine. It's what I'd do.

You know, for what it's worth,
I read the transcripts

of the Smokestack trial.

Your closing argument
was emotional, incisive.

Flawless.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

But no one's gonna
remember it now, are they?

What's your point?

Just that guilt by association is real.

You mean my association with Bull.

It's not fair, but there it is.

You lawyered the hell out of that case,

but all people will think of

when that trial comes up is bribery.

You want to keep your career going,

you might want to put
a scandal like that

in the rearview mirror.

Are you asking me if I'm quitting?

I'm trying to assess who is on the team

and who's on the way out.

If you're leaving, I'd like to know.

I think you owe it to your colleagues.

Talk to you later.

Margaret Haldane

is not the selfless

health care provider she
would like you to believe.

Her reckless violation

of New York state law all
but assured newborn fatalities.

That's not true.

Her disregard for safety
regulations disqualifies her

- from practicing as a midwife.
- I don't disregard...

If she'll cut
corners on certification...

- Can he just say that?
- Maggie.

...how do we know

she's not cutting corners
on medical protocols?

How can we trust her
with something as sacred

as a newborn baby?

Are you flipping kidding me?

- Maggie.
- I'm supposed to just

- take this crap?
- Hey.

I thought this was gonna
be boring, but not so much.

Now, look, you're the
star of this thing.

You're onstage, they're the audience.

If you are moaning and
groaning and complaining,

they are not going to like you,
and that is bad.

We need them to see you as nurturing

and professional, so they'll feel good

about putting you back
out into the world

and you can deliver more babies.

I amnurturing and professional.

- Well...
- But where I come from,

you don't just take a punch
in the mouth like a chump.

Don't answer that.

It's a patient.

This is Maggie.

Yeah, hey, just over here trying
to keep you out of prison.

Babies don't care about your plans.

Tell me.

So, these are the reports you prepared

on TAC's financial position

during the Smokestack Labs case,
correct?

Yes, that's right.

They show TAC in a deep financial hole

that would have been
impossible to escape

if you hadn't won the case.

Right?

We were certainly concerned.

Well, given these numbers,

isn't it true that this
is the case that Dr. Bull

simply could not afford to lose?

I wouldn't put it that way.

The prosecution will.

And they will use
your numbers to back it up.

Smokestack was a huge class action.

Those always involve financial risk.

And what you're saying
about Bull could be said about

any firm handling that kind of suit.

I understand how some of
the evidence looks, but I know...

I know... Bull didn't bribe that juror.

- There's no doubt in your mind?
- No.

Other people may have doubts. Not me.

Who has doubts?

Uh, I...

I don't... What?

You said other people have doubts.

Who?

Is Maggie off the phone yet?

She's still talking a
client through false labor.

But the D.A. who's prosecuting
the case is here.

- Cecily Stowe.
- What? Why?

- I invited her.
- Because...?

- Because I'm lead counsel.
- And?

And I think that we need to
see if there's still a deal

- to be made.
- Oh, no, no, no.

There is no deal to be made.
It's too soon.

- We'd lose leverage.
- Too soon?

Bull, we're in court on Monday.

Our client is downstairs
violating the condition

- of her bail as we speak.
- This is about leverage, Chunk.

Any leverage we got, we got now!

Thank you for coming in, Ms. Stowe.

No, it's my pleasure.

I'm an admirer of your work, Dr. Bull.

- Ah.
- You know our work?

Sure.

Trial science is cool.

After all, algorithms don't lie.

Unlike defendants.

That's... That's a good one.

So, w-we wanted to talk to you
about the Maggie Haldane case.

To talk a deal?

I am absolutely ready to do that.

Makes sense, since you guys
have no hope of winning this.

Well, I wouldn't say that.

You would if you were being realistic.

Mm-hmm. How long have you been
in your job?

Five months.

When the old D.A.'s liver
gave out, I put up my hand

and got appointed by the county.

And at what point did you
discover your calling

was putting midwives in jail?

Look, I'm not against home births

or midwives or Mennonites.

But numbers say that delivering
a baby in a hospital is safer.

And an unlicensed maverick
attending pregnancies

is a threat to public health.

I know there aren't a lot
of murders to prosecute

up in Tioga County, but
come on, this is ridiculous.

We know that you are just
trying to enforce the law,

but the idea of putting Maggie in prison

for eight to ten years, you have
to admit that's excessive.

I'd entertain cutting
the sentence to five.

- Five years?
- Okay, that's a start.

- No, it's not.
- Bull.

No plea.

- No deal, no jail time.
- Bull.

We'll see you in court.

You had to fly the plane
into the ground, didn't you?

She was wasting our time.
We have less than 48 hours.

We have less than 48 hours
because you took this case

without consulting
any of the rest of us, Bull.

A case, by the way,
we're probably gonna lose.

Are you worried about being embarrassed?

Maybe I am. Maybe I don't like walking

into a Manhattan courtroom
and making a fool of myself.

Well, it doesn't matter how we look.

We're here for the client.

You...

This isn't about the client.

This is about you, Bull.

And scratching some itch you got.

That's not true.

God forbid that
your bribery trial goes south,

do you know what happens
to everyone else here?

We're all out of work.

You get that, right?
We're all out on the street.

And, yeah, I would prefer that
the last two lines on my r�sum�

weren't a case I won that was tainted

by a jury tampering charge,
and a case I lost

because you didn't give me
enough time to prepare for it!

I'm gonna take a walk and clear my head.

Is the person you're talking to
giving birth at this moment?

No. Then hang up,

or I'm gonna throw your
phone out the window.

- I have to go.
- Give it to me.

Maggie, everybody is in this room

because they are trying
to help you with your defense,

so it would be nice if you got on board.

I hear you.

Okay. What we have to do
is find character witnesses.

People who can testify
to your excellence as a midwife.

Do you have any names?

- Sure, but...
- Okay.

Now, I know that it is gonna be

trouble getting people
to travel down here...

Travel is not the only problem.

In this community,

- the women don't speak out...
- Taylor!

...in public, in any forum,
let alone at a trial.

Well, we are gonna need to try.

Hi, Taylor. Can you go
through Maggie's phone,

contact her patients and
convince one of them

to testify as a character
witness on her behalf?

Do Mennonites have phones?

Well, Maggie's been
talking to them on one,

so apparently, yes.

You won't get anyone without my help.

Well, we'll see about that.

But you are staying here with me,

and I am gonna teach you how to testify.

We good?

I'm here.

All right. Let's get to work.

Why is it hard for a Mennonite

who needs health care in Tioga County?

Well, it's rural.

The closest hospital is usually
at least an hour away by car.

But the majority of Mennonites
don't use cars

and they're strongly resistant
to modern medicine

and most of its technology.

Then how can a Mennonite woman
get help delivering her baby?

Well, the old practice of
the doctor who makes house calls

and knows everybody's name
would work, but that's gone.

So instead, you go. Correct?

Yes. I have been visiting
patients in that community

for seven years.

But you are not licensed

in this state, so why
would you risk your freedom

to help these Mennonite women?

These women are facing the most
profound moment of their lives,

moments of joy or heartbreaking tragedy.

The difference between
one outcome and the other

is having a medical professional
at their side.

Knowing that, how could I
turn my back on them?

Good.

The jury is connecting with you.
That's what we want.

Now, Chester Palmer's gonna come up here

and he's gonna give you
a very hard time.

Do not let him trigger you.

How many children have died

during birth under your supervision?

Stillbirths are a fact of nature.

They have nothing to do...

How many dead infants?

Not many.

But too many.

Did you know that the infant
mortality rate is higher

for home births under midwives

than it is in American hospitals?

Not true.

Are you disputing the findings

of the American Medical Association?

No.

It's misleading, what you're...

Yes or no, Mrs. Haldane?

Stay cool.

Are you aware of the higher risk
for deaths under home births?

Are you aware that maternal
death rates after birth

are higher in hospitals than at home?

That's not what I asked.

But no one blames obstetricians.

Knowing how risky home births can be,

why did you refuse to comply

with the state-sanctioned requirements

meant to ensure safety standards?

They have nothing to do with safety

and everything to do
with greedy hospitals

who want the money that
all these home births cost them.

You have no evidence of that,

- do you?
- I have eyes.

I can see.

The hospital-industrial complex

put pressure on the D.A.

to lock up a little old lady
who catches babies

all so they could make a buck.

They're a bunch
of money-grubbing bastards.

I mean, the jurors just don't like her.

They don't think that Maggie
is nurturing and professional.

They find her defensive and volatile.

Even you can't change
someone's entire personality

- in 36 hours.
- Yeah.

Well, she might get a little
better, but she's never gonna

convince a jury to acquit,
not by herself.

We need a character witness.
How's Taylor coming with that?

It's a bust. She left messages,
but nobody's called back.

She even managed to find
a community landline,

but no one's answering.

Well, given how they feel about
strangers, I'm not surprised.

Hmm. She was right.

We need Maggie to bring someone in.

You seem nervous, Ms. Rentzel.

Staring down the barrel

of going to prison
will do that to a girl.

So you think you did something illegal?

No, absolutely not. It's just...

any time the teacher says
someone cheated on a test,

you think it might be you,
even though you know you didn't.

Okay. So, at Dr. Bull's direction,

you investigated the finances
of Randall Hughes,

the juror who alleges
Dr. Bull bribed him.

Um, yes, but...

evaluating jurors' finances is typical

for a trial science company.

Statistically, people who owe money

often grant bigger settlement payouts.

And what did Dr. Bull learn

about Hughes's financial situation?

Hughes had pretty substantial
medical debt.

He had to refinance his house.

So you see the problem for us?

Nothing I did was wrong.

All my research was legal.

But the prosecution will say

you drew Dr. Bull a map

to the juror most susceptible
to bribery.

That wasn't what I was doing.

Dr. Bull says he went
to Randall Hughes's house

the night before jury deliberations

to rummage through the trash.

Has he ever done that before?

I don't remember.

I mean, we've had a lot of cases.

Do you doubt Dr. Bull's
innocence, Ms. Rentzel?

No, I don't.

I was told that you do.

Doubts about lines being crossed.

About "good people
doing the wrong things

for the right reasons."

You said that, yes?

- Yes.
- So let's revisit my questions

about Dr. Bull's dumpster dive.

And from here on in, I want the truth.

Why did you tell that woman
what I said about Bull?

- Uh, Taylor...
- Why would you do that?

Hey. You guys.

I need the two of you

to go with Maggie upstate.

Upstate? Why?

If anyone is gonna consider
making a trek

to Manhattan for a trial,
it's Sybil and Niels Knudsen.

I delivered their last three kids.

They have a car. Good sign.

Sounds good. Let's go see
what they have to say.

Uh, let me talk to them first.

Meantime, uh, you two are gonna
need to make some adjustments.

Mennonites prefer modest dress.

Button up your top button,
roll down your sleeves.

Listen, you're strangers,

so their antenna is already
gonna be sky-high.

Your point?

The tension between you two in the car

was so thick you needed
a Weedwacker to cut through it.

Whatever's going on,

end it, or at least hide it better.

How dare you tell Olivia
I had doubts about Bull.

You do have doubts. You told me.

That's right. I told
you and no one else.

We're supposed to be
transparent with Olivia.

You can be as transparent
as you want about yourself.

Leave me out of it.

She pressed me.
I didn't exactly have a choice.

Now she thinks I'm a liar.

And she squeezed out
a bunch of things about Bull

I didn't want her to know.

All because you had to run your mouth.

I think you're overreacting.

I thought I could trust you.

I thought you of all people
would have my back.

Big surprise.

The Knudsens don't want to have
anything to do with you.

Why not?

What part of
"Mennonites don't like conflict"

did you not understand?

Burning the midnight oil?

Jason Bull.

That special snowflake who thinks,

of all the criminal
defendants in the world,

he can't possibly be sent to jail.

I'm guessing the day didn't go well.

Taylor will testify

that, before Randall Hughes, you'd never

staked out a juror's home,

never foraged through the garbage.

Moreover, you didn't tell anyone

about the Hughes visit
until after the arrest.

Others will corroborate.

I needed to think.

- Take the measure of the man.
- Great.

So all I have to do is explain
your perfectly innocent,

secret, unprecedented trip
to dig through a juror's trash.

You say it like it's a problem.

This Mr. Glib routine...

I don't think it's fooling you,

and it sure as hell ain't fooling me.

I never denied I was there
or the reasons why.

All we have to do is explain them.

When you're explaining,

you're losing.

And right now, you're losing.

I got to hand it to her, the
woman knows how to stir the pot.

Taylor is so mad at me
I've taken refuge in the car.

Wow. Well, maybe Olivia is stirring up

more than she bargained for.

Well, what's she got you wrestling with?

Smokestack was supposed to be the case

that made my name in this town.

And Olivia said it. She's right.

Having your name attached
to a jury tampering charge

is not an auspicious way
to begin a law career.

Am I crazy for not considering a plan B?

Maybe.

I've been offered a job.

Whoa. I didn't see that coming.

W-With who? What?

Remember when I pitched
the idea of licensing

my algorithm and biotech
to some outside firms?

To help shore up TAC's finances?

Yeah, and Bull shut it down.

- It's hard to forget.
- Well...

one of the firms circled back

and asked me if I would work
for them in-house.

And what did you say?

"Need to think about it."

That's what I'm doing, Chunk.

In the middle of all this mayhem,

I am considering a plan B.

Ah, good morning.

Short stack?

Somebody said they'd be
working all weekend.

To what do I owe this surprise?

My client, she's technically
guilty but spiritually innocent.

Marissa and Taylor...

...are up trying
to find a character witness.

So in the meantime, I make pancakes.

Lots of pancakes.

What have you done with my husband?

What's this?

Oh, just some, uh...

3:00 a.m. musings.

The location of your will.

The contact info for your money manager.

Passwords to your accounts?

Well, I figured it was time
to put some of that stuff

down on paper.

Why?

In case.

In case of what?

In case...

my case, it's not going so well.

How not so well?

Well, bad enough where I thought

I ought to get my affairs in order.

I see.

Uh, okay.

Okay, uh... Okay, hey.

Well, it's never bad to be prepared.

That's what I thought.

It's just...

I mean, some of these passwords.
Baby, come on.

I-I mean, for a smart guy,
I mean, you really

Are bad at digital security.

You got the plumber's number in here?

Well... Do you really think I don't know
how to find a plumber?

You could pretend that you are
gonna miss me just a little.

Mm. Can't lie.

I could really use the closet space.

Thank you for your time.

I've gotten plenty of
prayers and love for Maggie,

but no one's willing to testify.

Last couple I talked to
was actually considering it,

but between running a farm
and raising eight children,

it's just not possible to get away.

My mother used to tell me
it's okay to get mad,

not to stay mad.

So now you're calling me a child?

I am saying the last thing
I would ever want to do

is betray your trust.

I have Mauricio.

The idea that I could
even be in the vicinity

- of an obstruction charge is...
- I know,

but Olivia pressed me,
and I convinced myself

that the more I talked, the more...

- Okay. I'll be right there...
- it would be helpful for Bull's case.

I was just trying
to protect him. Like always.

Come on, I got to see a patient.

No.

Did I sound like I was asking?

This is great. First,
we fail to find a witness,

now we're parties to a state crime.

John. How's Neleah?

The headaches are torturing her.

When I was pregnant,
my blood pressure was so high,

they thought I might have preeclampsia.

Drew blood, did blood work.

Took three days to get the results back.

Far as I can tell,
Maggie's figuring it out

in five minutes in a living room.

I want to protect Bull, too.

Here's my problem:

in my heart, I absolutely believe

Bull did not bribe that juror.

- Me, too.
- But I have doubts,

because I just can't make sense
of what he did that night.

Because it doesn't make sense.

And that scares me.

Me, too.

There is a laptop on that table
there, next to the telephone.

Guess they don't reject all technology.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Neleah is negative, for preeclampsia.

The baby's okay,

and as soon as the aspirin kicks in,

she's gonna be fit as a fiddle.

Great, because there's
something we want to ask her.

They have any luck up there?

Okay, I'll see you then. Yep.

They are on their way back
with a pregnant witness.

She is 25,

and Maggie delivered their first baby.

- Nice.
- There's a problem.

Her husband died recently,

and she's living
under her father's roof,

who strictly forbids her from
talking about intimate matters

in front of any men.

Like pregnancy and childbirth?

Yeah, I think that qualifies.

So no males can be present
during her testimony.

Well, even if I clear the entire
courtroom of all spectators...

Easy... I got a female lawyer

to do all of the questioning...

Done.

...there's no way
that I can work voir dire

to seat an all-female jury.

Actually, I think there's a way we can.

My son Noah wasn't due
for five more weeks,

but, um, he had other plans.

My husband Silas, God rest his soul,

reached out to Maggie, not
expecting her to come, mind you,

just to let her know
my water had broken.

At that time, when did you
expect Maggie to arrive?

We didn't expect her at all.

At least, not until
after the blizzard passed.

It was impossible.

Ferocious winds, buckets of snow.

So you thought you were on your own?

But Maggie set off.

Her truck got stuck on the fire road

and she had to trek in snowshoes
the rest of the way,

which was a godsend, considering...

Considering what?

All the things that went wrong.

And at any time,
did you or your late husband

consider calling 911?

Even if we had chosen
to give birth in a hospital,

there's no way an ambulance
could've made it in time.

So then, what happened?

The birth was difficult.

Baby was kind of breech, you know,

so it-it took some doing to get him out.

And then, the umbilical cord

was wrapped around his neck.

Take as much time as you need.

Noah's face was blue, and...

and his tiny mouth opened
and no sound came out,

just... this terrible silence.

And Maggie's hands took hold, she...

she unknotted the cord

and-and cleared his airway and...

and I heard my baby cry.

It was the most beautiful sound
in the world.

One last question.

Do you believe that Maggie Haldane

saved your son's life that night?

Maggie's hands were God's instruments.

With him working through her,

she did save my son's life.

Thank you.

You were right.

I did take this case
because I needed it.

With Olivia digging up every
speck of dirt she could find,

figuring out if she could
defend me or not, I think...

...I think I just had
to have something to do.

I know.

Olivia asked me if I was quitting.

She did?

- As good as.
- And?

If you lose your case,

it'll no doubt leave a stain on me.

A good reason to bail

sooner rather than later.

Maybe, but...

here's the thing.

You didn't throw in the towel on Maggie.

You don't give up on a client.

You don't quit.

We don't quit.

Gentlemen.

Can we talk?

Pretty powerful stuff, wouldn't you say?

400 hours community service,

$2,500 fine,

ten years probation.

And...

and this is not negotiable,

Maggie Haldane has delivered
her last baby.

No prison time.

That's a win.

No.

It's not,
if I can't continue my practice.

Those women need me.

Yes, Maggie, they need someone

to help find state-licensed midwives.

You can take all that passion

and grit that you have and use it

to help train these midwives
to respect the culture

the way you do.

And be the leader you clearly are.

But then, I...?

Yes, you're not riding
to the rescue anymore.

You're not

going to be the deliverer
of joy anymore.

Now, I know that's hard.

It's kind of addictive, being the hero.

Sounds like you're speaking
from personal experience.

Well, I did learn something
relatively recently.

You do a lot more good
as the leader of a pack

than you do as a lone wolf.

Now...

One chapter ends,

and a new one is born.

So? How bad is it?

Taken in aggregate,

the facts overwhelmingly point
to your guilt.

So, that's it, huh?

Not quite.

None of the people
who work here... and...

I pretty much talked to all of them...

Thinks you did it.

Even the ones who have doubts...

...they simply can't believe it.

Well, they think you're
capable of other things.

Arrogance, ego fits.

Narcissism.

You're making me blush.

I'm sorry. Continue.

But not bribery.

No one thinks you'd be satisfied
with a win like that.

For the record, I agree with them.

So what does that mean?

It means, my friend,
that you are screwed.

You're an innocent man
with not much case to make.

Jason, whoever put this
together... the anonymous tip,

the surveillance, the payment,

getting Randall Hughes to lie...

That person worked
very, very hard to destroy you.

To destroy my company,

my reputation, my freedom.

All of it.

Yeah.

Luckily for you,
that really pisses me off.

This isn't gonna be a court case.

It's going to be a battle.

Are you ready to go to war?

Oh, yeah.