All language subtitles for The.Juror.1996.1080p.HDTV.x264-REGRET

Who are you?

Stop! Stop!

Who is he?

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!

Just shut up, Angela.
Let him do what he wants!

- No! No!
- No!

All right, go ahead.

No!

No!

Grandpa!

No! No!

No!

Help me!

Please don't kill me.

No!

No!

No!

No!

Okay, people.

Now please take your time
in answering this question.

I want you to take a good look at Mr.
Boffano, the man seated in front of you there.

And tell me if you've
ever seen him before.

No, sir, I haven't.

I'm sorry
I can't hear you.

Would you pull the mic
a little closer, please?

No, sir, I haven't.

- On TV? In the newspapers?
- No, sir.

Do you read
newspapers, ma'am?

When I have the time.

How often is that?

Never.

I am a single mother,
Your Honor,

and I am trying
to be a sculptor.

I have, well, a job all day and when
I get home I take care of my son.

I feel stupid saying that I don't
keep up with the news, but...

Well, that's just how it is.
I don't. I don't have time.

Ma'am, are you saying that you've
heard nothing about this case?

Well, no,
I have heard something.

When I told my son that I might
be picked for jury duty, he said,

"Hey, maybe you'll get picked
for that big mafia case."

And I said,
"What big mafia case?"

And he said,
"You know, Louie Boffano.

"He's gonna be tried
for popping those guys."

And he said that popping
is when you kill somebody.

I said, "Okay, I've got that.
But who's Louie Boffano?"

And he said, "Mom, come on,
he's the big SpaghettiO."

Okay, people.

Enough!

Well, ma'am, what I want you to understand
is that this may be a lengthy trial,

and that you would be sequestered
during deliberations.

So if you tell me

that it would prove a grave hardship
for you to serve on this jury,

I'll excuse you.

Well, then I think
I could get someone

to take care of my son
for when I'm sequestered.

You would like to serve?

Um, yes, I would. Yes.

Hey, Eddie, that license is registered
on the name of Annie Laird.

48 Seminary Lane.
Pharaoh, New York.

Thanks, Joey.
Take care of yourself.

Hey, guess what?
You were a star today.

- That's bull. I was zero-kid today.
- Why?

Do you know where Jesse
is on Dragon Rider?

He got to the fifth dome last night, man.
I can't believe it.

I can't get to
the second dome

without some stupid-ass
troll slave clobbering me.

Well, maybe Nintendo's
not your forte.

Mom, it's not Nintendo.
It's Sega.

Maybe you should focus on something else,
like your homework.

Anyway,
you were a star today.

The star of county court.

I told them my son called Louie
Boffano the big SpaghettiO,

and it got a big laugh.

Louie...
You're on that case?

Well, that's the one
if they take me.

All right, she just picked up her kid
at her babysitter's or something,

and we're going west on
Ratner away from her house.

Well, thank you, Eddie.

Hey, stay with her.

I'm gonna
check out her place.

Yeah, right.

It wasn't just the old
godfather that got killed.

They killed
his grandson too.

It made me start thinking
about you and...

I don't know. I'm always talking to
you about responsibility, right?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay, so it wasn't
such a good idea.

But it is
a little bit exciting.

I need a little excitement.

Eddie, what's going on?

All right, I don't know
where the fuck we are.

Looks like some kind of fucking
whacked-out church or something.

Maybe she's some kind of
religious freak.

Look, Vince,
I think we ought to let this one go.

I mean, this whole thing,
it just don't smell right to me.

Eddie, you're fussing.

She's at work. Relax.

Yeah, right. Whatever.

And, you know, anything in the
Reporter Dispatch about the trial,

anything at all, you're gonna have
to cut it out so I don't see it.

Mom, you don't read the papers,
you use it to wrap stuff.

Whatever. Just do it.

And, you know, when the jury deliberates,
I'll have to be sequestered,

which means I'll have
to stay in a motel

and you'll have to stay
with Mrs. Kolodny.

Mrs... Oh, shit!
For how long?

I don't know.
A week, maybe two, however long it takes.

- Mom, tell me you're kidding.
- I tell you I'm not kidding.

Well, why?
I mean, come on.

You just go in,
you come back out and you say "guilty."

- Shh! Oliver.
- What?

- Oliver.
- Say, "Fry the sucker."

Come on,
how long does it take?

I don't know,
but do you think you can shut up?

- Six seconds?
- Oliver.

- "Oliver."
- Oliver.

And end the letter,
"Sincerely, John Slivey.

"Devotional Services
Incorporated.

"Books for the Soul."

Oliver?

Math.

Now.

Mom, I've been thinking about this all night.
You need to...

All right,
she's walking towards the car with her kid.

Hey, Eddie,
what do you think of her?

What do you mean,
"What do I think of her?"

I don't think
nothing of her.

Do you think
she's sexy?

Come on,
she's a fucking mommy.

Well, I think
she's sexy, and smart.

This isn't your
average mommy, Eddie.

I just think she's trouble.

Well,
I think she's brilliant.

She makes sculptures that you can't see,
that you can only feel.

Yeah, you want to get out of there?
She's coming your way.

All right, they just turned
into the driveway.

You better get
the fuck out of there.

Oh, come on, for Christ's sake,
get the fuck out of there.

They're going in the front door.
Go out the back.

Vincent, what the fuck
are you doing?

Oliver.

All right, they're going in the front door.
You gotta get out the back.

Are you hearing me?

I don't want any
of your horse crap.

Come on.

- I'm hungry.
- What do you want?

Is there anything
to eat around here?

Maybe a cockroach
or two.

Mom,
it's your duty to feed me.

- No, I'm sorry, can't do it. I'm busy.
- What?

Feeding your buddy,
Dragon Rider.

All right, you turn on the
machine and I'll call for pizza.

- What do you want on it?
- Oh! Some sausage.

Sausage.
Get out of my face!

Sausages isn't crap.
What do you mean? Sausage is good.

No. Hi, yes,
I'd like to order a large pizza, please.

Use your ax.
Okay. Okay.

Turn around
and go and get him.

Go, go, go...
Die, you sucker.

Okay, you got him.
Hit him again. Hit him again.

- Go. Go.
- Again. Again.

- Don't get away. Hit him again.
- I got him.

- I did it.
- Okay.

All right!

- Okay.
- You're getting hit.

Get him. There we go.

No.

- Chill out, Momba.
- Okay. Okay.

Just raise your ax.

- Remember, I told you.
- Right there. Yeah, yeah.

Okay,
now don't get hit by the fist.

Hit him! You're just,
like, gonna sit there.

You set me up.

Okay, I'm gonna get him.
There we go.

You cannot run
from the wrath of Momba!

The Momba!

- Hey, Lainie.
- Hey, Annie.

- Is she here?
- Yeah, she's coming right out.

His name is Mark Cordell.
He's... Well, I don't know...

He's very polite, but he can be very
intimidating. You know what I mean?

He knows his shit, Annie.

He does Alice Aycock,
Christy Rupp.

He does not like
the big-dick marble cowboys.

Anyway, he collects for himself,
but mostly for friends.

And I mean big, big collectors,
honey, big, big shits.

Like?

Sato Makamoto.

Bidi Karamora.

My stuff's gonna
go to Japan?

I don't know,
just some of the names he mentioned.

- Wait a minute, you didn't ask who?
- Of course I asked.

He gave me vague.

And that was
good enough for you?

Well, that and a check,
for $24,000.

Half of which is yours.

God, do I need this!

Annie Laird?

I thought it might be you.

Inez said you might drop by
so I took a chance.

I bought some of your pieces.
I'm Mark Cordell.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I've got a check in my bag.
Thank you.

Well, I didn't pay you
nearly what they're worth.

No. Please, please.

How do you know me?
Have we met before?

- Inez showed me your picture in the catalog.
- Oh, God.

Well, you know, she said that my pieces
were gonna go to Japan. Is that true?

- Yeah, that's likely.
- So does that mean that's it?

I'm not gonna
see them again.

No, not necessarily. No.

Do you have some time to talk this over?
Maybe have some lunch?

Now? You know, I'm supposed to be
upstate by 2:00 for jury duty.

Well, I wouldn't wanna
make you late for that.

Well, maybe
just a quick bite.

So what was
the first one?

Um... Okay, the first one.
Let me see...

The very first one.

When my parents split-up,

I went to stay with my
grandmother for the summer

in Allentown, Pennsylvania.
I hated it.

So I made this model
of a wild meadow.

And I would keep it
under the bed.

It had these bushes.
It had thorns that I made out of staples,

and there was a stream
made out of tin foil.

And I would reach
under the bed,

you know,
'cause I was afraid of the dark,

and I would reach under
and just touch it

and dream I was there.

- And that's how you got started?
- Yeah.

So what about you?
Were you afraid of the dark?

Well,
it wasn't really very much dark in my house.

We had a lot of kids.
I was the youngest.

A real madhouse, a zoo.

Anyway, you wanna know where
your pieces are going, yes?

Mmm-hmm.

- Do you know Japan?
- Mmm-mmm.

Well, contemporary art is a
sort of currency there now

because its value
is so inconstant.

It's so attractively pliant.

Wait a second. I'm lost.

- I'm not connecting the dots here.
- None of that really matters.

All that really matter is that we
need to start getting new pieces,

try to record
some six figure sales,

get you the right review
in Artforum,

a proper niche
at the Basel Art Fair.

That sort of thing. But that's my job,
don't you worry about that.

- Listen, Mr. Cordell, I...
- Please.

Call me Mark.

Okay, Mark.

- May I call you Annie?
- Listen...

Yeah, you can call me
whatever the hell you want,

but I'm not interested in having my
art used as some kind of currency.

Annie, what do you think
I get out of this?

You think I make money off of this?
I don't. I don't need to.

What I do for a living
pays me very, very well.

- Could I get you guys...
- No.

Not now.

I do this so that artists like
you can go into your studio

and work on your boxes

and not worry whether or not
your children are being fed.

So that these idiots that control
the art world, these insects,

you don't have to
bother with them.

So you can just
do your work.

Hey, you guys.
Okay, what do you think?

Pay up.

Forget about it.
You're wearing the black one.

You look sexy in it.

Juliet, will you stop it.
I do not wanna look sexy.

- I'm not wearing the black one.
- Well, too bad.

And promise me you won't
be shy with this guy.

I'm not shy.

- No?
- No.

I'm private.

No, no, no.
You clam up.

I just don't babble
to men, that's all.

Babble?
Annie, this is not babble, this is an art.

First you say something to pump
up his little ego, and then,

with a sly little,
subtle savvy you puncture his balloon.

Then you stroke
his silly little ego again,

and then you push him back,
and you pull him in, and you push him back,

you pull him, and you push him,
and you pull him

until you've got him dizzy and
staggering and falling at your feet.

- Juliet?
- Yeah.

When's the last time
you slept?

You mean "sleep" sleep?

Not just closing my eyes for a second
while I'm doing a tracheotomy?

I don't know. I slept for a
couple of hours on Monday night.

- Jesus! Why aren't you at home, in bed?
- Would you cut it out?

I'm going to take the kids to a movie.
This is a cinch.

- Annie?
- What?

How could I not come?

This thing today was the triumph
of your life, girlfriend.

What?

♪ You, you
You did it ♪

What did I do?

You sold
three goddamn pieces!

You know what?
I did!

Laozi says that returning
is the movement of the Dao.

So are you a Daoist?

I don't know.

Laozi says that when the foolish
man first hears of the Dao,

he laughs out loud,

which is certainly true
in my case, I'm afraid,

but I also find it
very compelling.

Become a valley,
stop fighting against that structure

against that fate,
what have you,

and everything
will flow to you.

What do you think?

I think we need
to take a left.

- Should I just...
- Yeah, any one. It doesn't matter.

Just like the ones
in the gallery.

You just stick
your hand under and...

Cop a feel, yeah.

"The Dream of Giving Notice."

Hmm.

What do you feel?

A keyboard.

A computer keyboard and
something rough on the keys.

Is it sandpaper?

This is...

What is this?
This is wire.

This is a cage.

This is a birdcage.

I'm caught in a birdcage.

The door is open,
but I can't quite squeeze through.

And now I feel a breeze on my
fingertips just beyond my reach.

How did you do that?

And now a fluttering...

This is a bird.

This is amazing.

This is also
a little bit strange.

I mean, reaching up underneath
here and feeling your...

Private stuff?

Private stuff.

My God!

Annie, it doesn't have to only be a dream.
You can give notice.

You can escape that hell.

You can do nothing but just make
art for the rest of your life.

Would you like to
feel another one?

There's a really good one
right over there.

- This one?
- Yeah, that one.

But I've already
felt that one.

No, no. That one's the one...
I just finished that one.

Well, I felt it yesterday.

Yesterday? I didn't even
know you yesterday.

But I was here.

You're kidding, right?

Don't get up.

Annie, listen to me now.

You're in danger
and your son is in danger.

Oliver. What do you mean?
Where's my son?

He went with Jesse and Juliet to the movies,
didn't he?

He's gonna be all right.

Such an extraordinary child.

Remember last night, when the two of you
were playing that video game upstairs

and you started to panic and he said,
"Chill out, Momba."

You remember that?

How do you know that?

Annie,

when I heard the two of you,
together, laughing,

I swore to myself
that I would do everything

to make sure that
he gets through this.

Do you understand me, Annie?

This is a very
dangerous time for him.

He could stray.

He could commit some childish
error and we could lose him.

That quick.

But you know
what I think?

I think he's gonna be safe.

I think he'll grow up
and he'll be healthy.

And your friend, Juliet, she'll be safe too.
She'll be fine.

Everyone you care about,
they'll all be safe as churches.

Do you hear
what I'm saying?

Annie, nod your head now.
Do as I say.

And, as for you,

all you have to do
is wait.

That's all.

And then someone is going to contact
you and tell you to say two words.

Two precisely.

Do you know what they are?
Have you guessed yet?

No.

Not guilty.

Okay, Annie's home.

- Okay, brat, see you later.
- Okay, I'll see you later.

Get out of here.

What do you
want me to do?

Protect him.

Tell him that your date
turned out to be a creep.

Hey. Hi there.

- Hey, you all right?
- Yeah.

Oh, it's nice to see you.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

- Did you have a good time?
- Yeah.

- So what's the matter?
- Nothing, nothing.

Things just didn't go
great with that guy.

- Is he still gonna buy your boxes?
- Doesn't matter.

- Here.
- You okay?

I am fine, sweetie. Go.

I'll be up in a minute,
all right.

Just go on.

I still wanna
buy your boxes.

No, I don't want you
to buy my boxes.

I insist.

Annie, this will be over
before you know it.

- What?
- Annie. Hey, what's up?

Boone?

Yeah, it's me.

Oh, Jesus.
How are you?

I'm good.
How the hell are you?

Hey, listen,
don't go anywhere,

I've to put money
in the phone, okay?

It's the 1950s here.
Don't do anything.

It's gonna sound
like we're disconnected.

Are you there?

Yes, that's better.

So, I brought one of the kids
down to the hospital today,

and I just thought I'd
grab a chance to call you.

How long has it been?
How long since we talked?

Well, I don't know, probably the fall,
sometime in the fall.

No, has it been...
It's been that long.

You know,
I've meaning to call,

but I'm still three hours
from the nearest phone.

It's just not that easy.

How are you guys anyway?
How's Oliver?

- Annie? Are you there? Yeah?
- Um...

Yeah, we're okay.

Good.
I thought I lost you.

Listen, Annie,
book your airline early this time, okay?

Because last time
you know what happened.

You know, I don't think we'll be able
to make it this summer. I'm sorry.

You're not
gonna make it?

- Annie, you'll miss the fiesta. Why?
- Boone,

you know, just because
we had a connection once,

about a million years ago,

doesn't mean that you can just
keep popping up into my life

whenever you want.

Annie, what's the matter?

I have someone here and he
doesn't like these phone calls,

and, frankly,
neither do I.

Okay. Uh...

Sorry. I didn't know.

You okay?

Yeah. And I'll be great when
I can just get back to sleep.

Good night, Annie.

I'm talking to the Teacher
and he says to me,

"Man don't want to come out of his house.
Man don't want to be killed."

So what?

So we could dig a tunnel.

You remember what
he said to me, Paulie?

I remember, Louie.
I remember.

And I say to the Teacher, I say,
"You wanna dig a tunnel?"

"Okay, dig a tunnel.
Just kill that cocksucker."

Mr. DeCicco,
that is you on the prosecutions tape,

- isn't it?
- Yeah.

It's you and Louie Boffano
talking about the Teacher.

Yeah.

So, who is this Teacher?

I don't know.

Do you know why he's called the Teacher,
Mr. DeCicco?

'Cause when you
see him, school's out.

School's out. Meaning?

What the fuck you think it means?
Means you're dead.

Mr. DeCicco, not here.

- Sorry.
- Did you have any direct dealings

with this Teacher?

No, nobody knows who he is.
He just does special jobs for Louie.

But didn't you testify
yesterday under direct

that the Teacher had suggested a strategy
for negotiating with the Cali Drug Cartel.

- Maybe, but he didn't...
- It was the Teacher

who arranged the link between Louie
and the Calabrian Mafia, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Two alliances Salvador
Riggio bitterly opposed.

Yeah.

And then one day
the Teacher said

he could dig a tunnel to the
house of Salvador Riggio

for the purpose of
killing him, right?

- Right.
- And Louie Boffano said,

"You wanna dig a tunnel.
Okay, dig a tunnel."

Yeah.

After all,
the Teacher is the boss.

- He can do what he wants, right?
- Come on, give me a break.

Teacher's not the boss.

You know of a single case
in which his counsel

wasn't followed,
Mr. DeCicco?

I told you, Louie's the boss.
Louie gives the orders.

You mean Louie seems
to give the orders, right?

Mr. DeCicco,
do you know what a puppet is?

Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

I'm sorry. Let me
put it another way.

This is a puppet.

Maybe it seems to make
its own decisions.

Objection.

Sustained. Mr. Bozeman,
this is not a circus.

I withdraw the puppet.

No further questions.

The reporter will strike
that remark from the record.

The jury will disregard it.

Counsel,
take that puppet and put it away.

I just sustained
an objection to it.

Oliver?

- Oliver?
- Yeah.

Please get down here.

Anybody here?

- I was just playing around.
- Yeah, well,

just take your costume off the kitchen
table and put it where it belongs.

Mom...

- Oliver...
- It was a joke.

Well,
I'm not the mood, okay?

- What is it, Oliver?
- Mom...

What is this?

This is my math...

You should just say something.
Even if it's just, "Okay."

I got a 37 out of 100.

I can see that.
What do you want me to say?

What's this?

I thought I told you
never to come here.

Well, I... You know,
I need some help.

Could I get a few bucks
on next month's rent? Huh?

- What the fuck is this?
- Don't touch that!

It's a piece of art.

Rodney,
it's a very delicate piece of art.

There you go.
Here's somebody you have got to meet.

You have got to
meet Lorraine.

This stuff
isn't hard for you.

Lorraine? Who's Lorraine?

My girlfriend.

What's this? More art?

That's my girlfriend.

And, yeah, it's a piece of art.
These are all pieces of art.

That's why I didn't want you
dropping by unexpectedly because

I'm working on some
very important pieces.

...who you are?
What you do?

Let me tell you this.
Get the...

Rodney?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I'll see you later.

Going to do better.

You know,
you've said that before.

- Well, I mean it this time.
- Yeah, right.

You know what?
I don't want to discuss this, okay?

Just get your coat on
and let's go.

We don't have anything
to eat in this house.

Hey, I know you.

You're the artist, right?
Box lady?

Buddy of mine, Mark Cordell,
bought a couple of your pieces.

This your kid?

- Hey, how you doing? Nice to meet you.
- Hi.

What were those frozen
things that you like?

- You mean RoboPops?
- Yeah, go get some.

Tomorrow morning,
7:00 a.m.

The park and ride
in Banktree.

- It's off I-684, you know it?
- Yes.

What did I say?

The park and ride,
684, in Banktree.

What time?

7:00 a.m.

Look, you'll be fine.

We're not animals.

I got a kid, too,
just a little older than him. Teenager.

Anyway, I just want to tell you I
know what you're going through,

and hang in there.

Hey!

What's your name?

I can't tell you my name.

What do I call you then?

Call me Cap'n Crunch.

Captain, thanks.

How are you
holding up, Annie?

How have you
been feeling lately?

Why don't you tell me?
You listen to every word we say.

I don't enjoy
invading your privacy.

- You don't?
- No.

But we can't afford
the slightest error.

Now, I'm gonna say something to
you that might be unwelcome,

but I'm gonna
say it nonetheless,

I think you're being a little
harsh with your child.

He may start to ask questions.
He may talk to his friends.

He won't. He won't.

I just want to finish this as quickly
and as painlessly as possible,

but I'm gonna
need your help.

We have to
work together, Annie.

I'll do what I can,
all right?

Do you understand what our strategy
was in the courtroom yesterday?

What was
our strategy yesterday?

Louie Boffano
didn't order the killing.

He's in the mob, maybe a bad guy,
but just a figurehead.

He doesn't give orders.

That's right.

And if Louie Boffano
isn't guilty then who is?

Who did kill
Salvador Riggio?

You did.

You think
I'm the Teacher, Annie?

Aren't you?

I would have you
believe that.

The Teacher scares you,
doesn't he, Annie?

Well, I'm sorry
for the fear.

If I had any choice...

Any choice...

But

if I can keep you scared,

I can save your life.

Then he got down on the bed
between my husband and me.

And he put his gun on Sal,
on his mouth.

And what did the man
do then, Mrs. Riggio?

He said, "Open up, Sal,
I don't wanna make a mess.

"I don't wanna
scare your wife.

"We gotta
work together, Sal."

- And then?
- Then he killed my husband.

He killed my Sal.
Shot him.

And what happened next?

Then the door opened
and my...

Mrs. Riggio,
did someone come in?

Tommy, my grandson.

He came in the room,

and he saw my Sal dead.

And then
what happened?

Then the man,
he saw my baby.

And Tommy ran away,
he ran down the hall.

He ran after him.

Then I heard the shot.

He killed my baby!

No further questions.

- Oliver?
- Yeah.

Mom, Juliet called again.

It's only, like,
the tenth time.

- What's he doing here?
- What do you mean? Jesse?

You're supposed to be doing your homework.
Bye, Jesse.

See you later.

Who the hell has been
cutting into the newspaper?

I did.
You told me to.

You know what?
You never do anything that I ask you to.

Why the hell did you
have to do this?

'Cause you told me to!

What did it say?

You're not supposed
to know what it says.

You said you weren't supposed to
know what's in the paper or on TV.

That's not right.

You don't tell me what's right and wrong,
you got it?

- Now, what the hell did it say?
- I don't know.

Well, did it say
Boffano was guilty?

- I don't know!
- What did it say?

Was it compelling evidence,
persuasive evidence,

do they want you
to think he's guilty?

Mom, everybody knows
he's guilty.

What's the matter?

What do you mean
everybody?

Who the hell have
you been talking to?

Nobody.
You asked me not to.

I am not asking you,
I am telling you.

You talk to anybody
about this trial,

and I swear to God,
I will beat the shit out of you.

Do you understand me?
Do you?

Yeah.

And that bullshit crybaby
stuff stops right now!

Oh, shit.

Oh, I can't...
I can't do this.

Where is everybody?
Huh?

Did I get this wrong again?
Oh, jeez.

What do you mean?
What time are you supposed to be here?

I was supposed to
be here now.

You know what? I'm gonna go see if they're
in the old practice fields. Hold on.

- Oliver!
- Just hold on!

Get back here!
Oliver, I don't want you going!

Just stay there!

Hey.

We need to talk.

I have to go.
I'm gonna be late.

- And I...
- Walk with me.

- I can't.
- What if I were in trouble?

- What kind of trouble?
- What if I were in really bad trouble?

What is it? Like a man, or work?
What is it?

What if I couldn't tell you?

What do you mean,
"If you couldn't tell me?"

I'm your best friend.
You've got to tell me.

- So you would tell me?
- Of course.

Then do that.

I can't tell you what to do,
Annie, I don't have a kid.

Still you love him.
You love him as much as I do. Don't you?

Tell me what to do,
Juliet.

I think you've got to go
to the judge.

You're gonna go
to the judge,

you're gonna tell him
that your son got sick.

Tell him that your son just
got diagnosed with leukemia.

- He's not gonna buy that.
- Yeah, he will.

If you have a note from your doctor.
From me.

Okay?

I don't know.

I don't know.
It just sounds sort of crazy.

You're right. What you're doing,
the way you're handling it,

going along with these guys.
It's much smarter.

- Then why did you...
- Because I don't take orders very well.

From monsters, I don't take them at all.
But that's just me.

He's your kid, Annie.

Once we're back in the car,

you never talk
about this. Okay?

Not a word,
not a question.

Say it.
Say, "I'll never talk about this in the car."

I'll never talk about
this in the car.

"Or in the house."

Or in the house.

I knew it.

- Oh, God.
- You're just too smart.

I'm glad
you figured it out.

And I'm glad
you went to Juliet.

- Are you scared?
- Yeah.

Just a little.

But we're gonna turn this thing around,
okay?

Yeah.

Excuse me,
may I help you?

I just need to
see the judge.

What are you
doing here?

I need to see you.

You know who I am.

Yes, you're a juror.

Open that door, please.

I wanna talk
to you alone.

Let me just explain
something to you.

When you come into my chambers,
this is not a trivial thing.

When a juror
visits a judge,

this can have
serious consequences.

Now,

if you still have a problem
and you wanna talk about it,

then I'll call the Defense Attorney and
the DA and we'll sit down and talk...

No, I wanna talk
to you alone.

I don't want them.
I only wanna talk to you.

- Alone?
- Alone.

Well, you can't talk to me
alone and whatever that is,

I don't wanna see it.
Not without the attorneys present.

Are you telling me
that I'm making a mistake?

Madam,
what I remember about you

is that I gave you every opportunity
to get out of serving on this jury.

But you insisted you wanted jury duty.
Do you recall?

Well, you want to serve,
you don't want to serve.

You have a problem,

but you don't think the defendant
has a right to hear it.

Well, I think you're wrong.

He happens to be
on trial for murder.

He was every right
to hear it.

Now,

shall I try to
locate his counsel?

No, I've changed my mind.

You and your fucking
'77 Knicks.

You think your fucking Earl "The Pearl,"
could play John Starks?

Hey, man, Earl "The Pearl"
would've blown fucking John Starks

right out of the Garden,
my friend.

John Starks would
take Earl "The Pearl..."

Annie, I'd like you
to meet Rodney.

Rodney, this is
my friend, Annie.

Your girl is
a fucking knockout.

Rodney, here, is about
a half a gallon of sewage

that just backed up
from New York City, Annie.

Hey, don't give me
that shit!

I offered to drive
Rodney home because

I think he's had a little bit
too much to drink.

Well...

Annie, would you like
to ride with us?

Shove it up your ass.

- I'll drive my own car.
- Hey, man, get in the car.

Come on.
I want you to get into the backseat,

'cause I want Annie to
ride up front with me.

Rodney is not making a great success
in his sojourn here on earth.

He's a drunk,
he's an imbecile.

You button up that
bum hole, buddy.

But his friends
take good care of him.

Even after
all those DUIs...

...he's still on the road.

Hey, you said you had some scotch, right?
Break it out, shit-for-brains.

Annie, could you reach into my bag and
take out the bottle that's in there?

- This?
- Yeah, that's it.

- I don't want you to spill any, Rodney.
- What do you think?

I'm gonna stick this
in my face?

Just suck on it.

If you think it's gonna affect
my high regard for you, Rodney,

well, it won't.

You asshole.

Just lie down, Rodney. I've put
something in there to make you sleepy.

So go to sleep.

Go to sleep.

- What are you doing?
- I'm doing Rodney.

I wanna see what life is like
through Rodney's eyes.

And just like I thought,
it is one big blur.

Look at Rodney now,
Annie, look at him.

He's just like
the rest of us.

Spending all of his time trying
to stay out of the way of fear.

Anything to not feel fear.
Anything.

Don't you ever feel fear?

I feel it all the time, Annie.

I had a bout with it today.

But you know, Annie,
I bow to fear.

It's terror that teaches me my shape,
Annie.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

Lacrosse.

They say it's the most
dangerous sport in the country,

but I guess if it
weren't very dangerous,

then young boys wouldn't wanna play,
would they?

Oliver plays lacrosse,
doesn't he?

What are we doing here?

I wanna teach you
what you love, Annie.

The gray suits want you
to love the law, justice,

but what good
are the gray suits?

Are they gonna shield you?

Are the gray suits
gonna shield you, Annie?

Can the gray suits shield you
from somebody like me?

I mean, look at me!

I'm Rodney.
I'm old, and I'm tired,

but when I'm behind the wheel of this car,
I'm a young buck again.

I might take this curve
here a little too fast.

Please stop!

Look, I didn't tell the judge, I swear!
I did not tell the judge.

I didn't tell him!

- Aw! Who's gonna protect you, Annie?
- You will.

- Who's gonna protect you?
- You will.

And I want you to say it!
"The Teacher will protect me!"

The Teacher will protect me!

- Say it!
- The Teacher will protect me!

- Say it again!
- The Teacher will protect me!

Sure, you can put the Teacher in jail,
you can sizzle Louie Boffano,

but what are you gonna do
about this drunken Rodney

behind the wheel
of this car?

I'm looking down this road and
it's just one big blur to me!

But I think I see
a boy on a bicycle

who looks an awful lot
to me like... Hey.

Oh, God, no!

No! Oh, God!
Please no!

- Who will protect you?
- Please, no!

- The Teacher!
- Who will protect you?

- The Teacher!
- Who will shield you?

- Say, "The Teacher!"
- The Teacher!

- Say it, "The Teacher will protect me!"
- The Teacher!

- Say it! Again! Again! Again!
- The Teacher will protect me!

No!

Here.

Oh.

You can't let him
drive like that!

You're absolutely right,
Annie.

He could hurt somebody.

No!

Make sure she gets
home safe, Eddie.

Where you going?

Why did he do that?

'Cause you scared him.

You don't ever wanna do that shit again
'cause he will hurt you.

I don't wanna
see you get hurt.

You said you had a kid,
right, captain?

Eddie.

My name is Eddie.

Yeah, I got a daughter. 14.

Why do you let him
do these things?

You got too many questions.
Come on.

Let's get out of here.

Hey, Mom.

- Do you think we could go to the mall later?
- No.

- Get some ice cream?
- No.

I wanted to tell you
about my day.

Did you talk to
Juliet today?

Juliet? No.
Why don't you finish your homework?

Did you talk
to Juliet today?

Did you talk
to Juliet today?

Juliet? No.
Why don't you finish your homework?

He looks good.

- You gonna examine me like that sometime?
- Oh, you wish.

You're on call
on Saturday night.

You said he can be
reasoned with.

But he can't.

- What happened?
- We tried it your way, Juliet.

And it didn't work out.

Now, you've got to
promise me

that you're gonna
stay out of our lives.

And that's what
Oliver wants, too?

Well, Oliver thinks that we should be heroes,
but he's wrong.

But he's promised to keep his mouth
shut so that's all that matters.

And now you've got to
promise, too.

Promise you what?
I'm going to abandon you?

That you're gonna keep your mouth
shut and stay out of our lives.

It's my life, right?

Isn't that what you said?
My life, my kid?

- Right?
- Yeah.

Promise me.

I promise you.

Hey, Oliver.

Hi, Annie.

- Oliver...
- Puberty.

Okay. "Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

- "Not guilty."
- What?

That's what it says.
Calm down.

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Guilty."

"Not guilty."

- Two...
- So we have 10 guiltys

and two not guiltys.

Wait a minute.

I mean, I'm sorry, but how can
anybody think this guy is not guilty?

I mean, who voted not guilty?
Can I ask?

You can ask,
but nobody has to say if they don't want to.

- I voted not guilty.
- You did? Why?

I don't think the
government proved its case.

Guys, guys, come on.
- "Proved?" It's open and shut.

So you say.

I mean, we have the tape, right?
Did you hear the tape?

So you say.

Roland, you're gonna
drive me nuts.

Look, suppose they were all lying,
all the witnesses.

The cop, the mule,
DeCicco.

We still got
the goddamn tape.

I mean, it's on the tape that he says...
What is it about the tunnel?

- Yeah.
- I says to the Teacher, I says,

"You wanna dig a tunnel,
dig a tunnel, kill that cocksucker."

I mean, you think he's talking
about the Tunnel of Love?

Hold on.

Don't tell me you're the other one.
For Christ's sakes.

Look, that tape, I mean,
does that prove anything?

- I mean, it wasn't a direct order.
- Right.

"Kill that cocksucker."
That's not a direct order?

- Come on, he could've just been bragging.
- He was bragging.

He was bragging how he'd send
a hit man to kill Riggio.

You know, maybe it's not fair
to pick on the not guiltys.

You know, maybe we should have
to explain our case. You know?

What's our evidence?
Let's start with that.

This is ridiculous.

Man, come on, sit down.
It's the process.

We're gonna be stuck in
that motel for weeks.

Despite substantial evidence

in the State's case against mob boss,
Louie Boffano,

speculation turns toward the
possibility of a hung jury

as deliberations move into the third day.
In other news...

I wanna know why you're not
leaning on the union guy.

It's making me nervous.

Because he's not powerful enough.
That's why.

Oh, is that right?

So this artist broad,
she's the one with the power now, huh?

We hope so, yeah.

Well, you know
what I think?

I wanna go
with the union guy.

And when my father's away,
I'm the boss of this family,

so I think you'd better listen
to what I'm telling you, okay?

Let's go.

Hey. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Joseph.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

Whoa!

Go back to the car.

Let me ask you something.

Do you take money
from my family?

I take a great deal
of money from your family,

but that doesn't
make you in charge.

I mean, Joseph,
your father knows what's going on.

I don't like you, okay?

I don't like what you're
doing to my family,

I don't like the shit you're getting
us into with these Cali assholes,

these fucking guys
from Calabria!

You act like you're some fancy,
sweet-smelling piece of shit.

You're from the same
neighborhood that I'm from,

that my father's from.

You know what I think?

I think you're just
a sick fuck.

I know you're
a friendless fuck.

You always was,
even when you was a little kid.

Even Eddie.

He thought you were smart,
he brought you into the family,

but even him,
he don't like you.

Nobody likes you.

Come on.

I got work to do.

Hey, listen to me!

Go with that union guy.

- Hello?
- When your roommate falls asleep again,

come out to the balcony and
slide the door shut behind you.

Annie.

Come here.

I want you to take this and stand
over there and pretend to be smoking.

It's risky to talk but I wanted you to know,
Annie,

that you're never
out of my thoughts.

Will we win?

- No.
- Why not?

He's guilty.

The others,
they know it.

Annie, if the jury hangs,
if there's a mistrial,

then the people I work for,
they will hurt you just to punish me.

Hold on a second.

That's not part
of the deal.

I thought if
I kept voting not guilty...

No, no, we have to
have an acquittal.

Do you understand?
We have to win this thing.

You're out of your mind.

Annie,
that's why I chose you.

I chose you over all of the other
jurors because I know who you are

- when you wake up.
- Look, I can't turn black into white.

Louie Boffano could not
possibly have done this.

You have to teach them that.
He doesn't have the brains,

he doesn't have the courage,
he's a clown, he's disposable.

But you, on the other hand,
can do what I'm asking you to do

because you
have the spine.

That's what you
and I have in common.

We're artists.

We're intelligent.
We have passion.

But Louie Boffano? Please.

It just isn't possible.

What do you want me to do?
Threaten them?

The jury is afraid.

They're instinct is to acquit.

They're just waiting for somebody
like you to march in there

and give them
the excuse to do it.

I can't.

You will.

I got you something.

And I want you to wear it.

Please take it.

Don't worry.

I'll be with you
every step of the way.

You're being
completely unreasonable.

Two people testified
against the Teacher.

They talk about him
on the tape!

How can you admit
he didn't even exist?

I don't know who he is!

It doesn't matter
who he is!

The only thing that matters is
you know how powerful he is.

Can't you see that?
Didn't that get through to you?

- Annie.
- What?

- There's no need to raise your voice here.
- Sorry.

What, are you crazy?
Kayaking?

Well, actually,
what I love the most is ocean kayaking.

Like down South at night.

You know,
there's this phosphor in the water...

- What would you like?
- Fruit punch.

And it's like...

Thanks. It's, like, lit,
you know?

- It's beautiful, it's amazing.
- Really?

It's an amazing thing
to see.

You're pretty wild.
You are quite a free spirit.

Well, you know...

You know, I was thinking
that maybe, if you'd like,

after this is over,

we could go kayaking together
on the Hudson sometime.

I'd really like that.
That can be really great.

Sometime.

- Really? That's cool.
- Mmm-hmm.

Think about how they sounded when
they said his name, "The Teacher".

Almost whispering.

And that guy, DeCicco,
when he said "The Teacher,"

he was looking around that courtroom
and he was scared to death.

- Bullshit.
- Hey, take it easy.

Well, no, it's all right.
Go ahead, Barry. What?

God damn it. Boffano is the boss!
They work for him!

Thank you.

I don't know.

I think maybe Annie's
got a point here.

Okay. Wait, okay?

They've got all of these deals.
Cali, the Calabrians,

the government of... What is that?
The government of what?

Curacao, okay, so they've got that,
they've got Jamaican runners.

So there this whole huge web

with one spider
sitting in the middle of it,

one guy scheming
this whole thing.

And you think
that's Louie Boffano?

All right, so the Teacher
advises him. Big deal.

The Teacher doesn't advise Boffano.
Uh-huh.

He told him, "I'm gonna dig a tunnel to
Riggio's house and I'm gonna kill him."

But Boffano gave his okay.
He said, "Kill that cocksucker."

Okay, so suppose I said,
"I'm gonna kill this guy right here."

And you said, "You know what? Great.
Do that. Kill that cocksucker."

Now, does that make you
a murderer?

I don't believe this. You really want
us to let this grease ball go free?

You know,
I really don't care for the term grease ball.

All right, I'm sorry.
But, I mean, how much goddamn evidence

- do you people want?
- Evidence, you know that's there...

I don't get it.

It isn't what we want.

The evidence to get is
beyond a reasonable doubt...

"Reasonable."
That's what I'm talking about.

- Listen.
- What the hell is reasonable?

Use common sense.

Does that mean
every infinitesimal, little,

teeny bit of goddamn anything
that's possible?

- Can I finish, please?
- Why should we let you go on and on?

You're not saying
anything new.

So what
are you thinking?

What I'm thinking is
these people are scum.

You know what?

I don't care anymore,
one way or the other.

I'm tired.

- Reasonable doubt. You got it.
- Hold on a minute.

Maybe I don't
understand the evidence.

But I know a kid got killed.
That's it.

I mean, a little boy.

And if we
set this guy free,

I know what
he's going to do.

He's going to go right
back to selling drugs,

hurting more people.

Annie, I don't need
evidence for that.

I know it.

And, Laura,

the evidence says that the
Teacher ordered the killing,

not Boffano.
The Teacher.

Do you have a child?

What does that have
to do with it?

It has everything
to do with it.

I have a boy, Laura.

And I am terrified that something
could happen to him some day.

And I know what
you're thinking.

You're thinking that we've
got to protect the children.

There's all of this chaos and it
just keeps getting worse and worse.

And there's nowhere to
go to get away from it.

But the law says that if they don't
prove that Boffano committed the crimes

he's charged with,
prove beyond a reasonable doubt,

then we have to
set him free.

We have to,
even though we hate it.

And you just pray that
you get him next time.

But if you twist the law even just
a little for the best of reasons,

then the law loses
whatever power it's got.

And then my child is in even
more danger than before.

And so are
your grandchildren.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty?

On both counts,
we find the defendant not guilty.

Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen of the jury.

Prisoner is released.
This court is adjourned.

- Justice!
- Yeah!

♪ You can't have none of him

♪ He's our Louie

♪ His heart,
it beats too strong for you

♪ Sorry, Miss DA But I think
he's just wrong for you ♪

But he's so right for us,
isn't he, folks?

Let's hear it for him!

Welcome home, Louie!

Hey!

We tipped the scales
on our side, eh?

This is to the trial
being over.

And to a friend
being home. Finally.

Drink up.

Mmm!

I got a new boyfriend.

Okay, I know what you're thinking,
but he's a very cool guy.

Takes pictures,
travels around the world.

God, I'm having just so much fun right now,
I can't stand it.

Are you guys fabulous?

Your wonderful personalities
are coming right out...

I don't feel like celebrating.
Can I be excused?

Congratulations, Louie.

I wasn't concerned,
you know?

Not for a minute!

I swear, if I'm lying,
may God strike me dead on this spot.

Come here, come here.

- Congratulations, Louie.
- Wonderful.

You know,
that jury lady,

I didn't like the way
she looked at me.

She made me
a little uncomfortable.

Well, she's afraid
of you, Louie.

But I wouldn't worry about it.
She's not gonna be a problem.

No problem at all.

"No problem?"
What, is everything no problem to you?

The last time I heard "no problem"
from you was with Sal fucking Riggio,

and then there's some kid who was
there that you should've known about,

but you didn't, and bada-bing my
father's on trial for his fucking life!

Two made guys whack each other.
Who gives a fuck?

But you killed a kid.

Now the state's got a hard on for
my family ten fucking yards long

because you killed a kid!

Oh, hey. Whoa, whoa.

Hey.

You're my son.
My son.

What are you gonna do?

He worries about me.

He thinks you're a psycho.

Whatever he says,
he says out of love for his father, so...

Go ahead.

Give me the money.

Are you sure we're not gonna have
any problem with this woman?

Don't worry about it, Louie.
No problem.

I got my eye on her.

Miss Laird, get up quietly, speak to no one.
Come with me.

Your bank account shot up
to $12,000 last month.

- I sold some art work.
- Good for you.

But you know what?

We don't really care
how you got it.

'Cause we don't think
you did this for the money.

We think these guys
scared you.

They're still scaring you.

Now it's time to
stop being scared.

Let us get you
out of this mess.

How would you do that?

You help us,
you testify for us,

we're gonna put you somewhere safe.
You and your boy.

- And then what?
- Whatever you want.

The mob aren't what they used to be,
Ms. Laird.

They don't often
kill civilians.

- Now can I go?
- Not yet.

Yeah, hold it.

Well, then I'd like to
make this quick,

'cause I wanna to get home before
my kid gets out of school.

Send a car over
and have the kid picked up.

No! You just stay away
from my house!

You put me in danger when
you come around my house,

don't you bastards
understand that?

In danger, Ms. Laird?
From what?

From the man
in the moon.

Suppose there were an
unfortunate leak to the press

to the effect that
you were cooperating?

"Juror brings tampering
charges against Boffano."

That'd make a great story,
wouldn't it?

You know, you do this,
and they'll kill my child.

No, they won't. You help us, they won't.
They always threaten. Always.

But they don't do squat.

Who else is
gonna protect you?

Look, I'm not saying no.

But I'm gonna need some
time to think about this.

- How much time?
- Oh, just a day or two.

But you keep your people
away from us.

You wanna watch me, okay.

But don't you let anybody know
you're watching. Do you hear me?

I'll give you 48 hours.

When you're ready to talk,
find a secure line. Dial this number.

You can trust anybody
in this room.

Paul!

I had a shitty day.

- Let's see what we can do about that.
- Oh, good.

Shake it!

- Give me another one.
- That's a bad idea.

I'm a doctor.
I know what I'm doing.

I want you to do
something for me.

What else?
What else could I possibly do for you?

I want you
to take these.

What are they?

Secobarbital and Amobarbital.

Stuff like that.

No, I don't want you
to take them for me.

I want you to
do it for Oliver.

Who are you?

Well, haven't you
figured that out yet?

I'm Annie's friend.

You had all the answers when you told
Annie to go see that judge, didn't you?

When you put Oliver at risk.
This boy that you care so much about.

Then you had ice
in your veins.

Then you wanted to be
the big heroine.

Now I'm gonna give you a
chance to be a real heroine.

Because after what you've done,
this is Oliver's only chance.

I care about him just as much
as you do but I will kill him.

I told Annie what would
happen if she betrayed us.

And I am
a man of my word.

The way of power
is the unvarying way.

Now the police
are with Annie

and we have to give her a little
taste of grief to save Oliver.

Just a little inoculation to
make sure she stays afraid.

- No! No!
- Take it.

- No!
- Take it. Take it.

Fuck. Help!

Take it.

There. Drink it. Drink.

It's all right. Digest.

No one at the hospital would believe it.
Why would she kill herself...

She's gone.

I don't know if the feds got her
in a safe house or something.

But she cleared out
all her bank accounts.

She took that money
you gave her.

- And she's gone.
- Oh, hey, it's all right.

I mean,
she's never gonna betray us.

What are you kidding me?
She hates our fucking guts.

All she needs is
some time to be alone.

I'm so sick of
that bullshit with you.

How the fuck
do you know that?

Because a friend of hers
died last night.

Who died?

The doctor.

Annie is in great danger and
her child is in great danger

and I will do everything
that I can to protect them.

Now what part of that
don't you understand?

I mean,
I could explain it to you.

That's all right.

I don't need
your explanations.

Hello?

- Um, Miss Emma Faldo?
- Yes, speaking.

Yes. This is John Slivey
in New York.

Your cousin, Annie Laird,
was working for me up until about a week ago

and she listed you
as an emergency contact

and I have a paycheck for her
and no way to reach her.

- Do you happen to know where I can...
- I'm sorry. I can't help you.

- No?
- No, I'm sorry.

I see.

- Well, that's too bad.
- I wish I could be of more help.

Anybody else in the family
might know how to...

- No, I don't think so.
- ...reach her?

- Not since...
- Really?

It is easy
to lose touch.

Gracias.

Gracias.

Talk about a surprise!
God!

- Uncle Boone.
- Oliver! Look at you! Hey!

Here. Over here.

You guys are
gonna love it here.

You know, tomorrow I'm gonna take
you to this beautiful Mayan altar.

Wish I had more time!

More time? Annie, when you live here,
it's all you have, is time.

I have to go back.
And I need you to take care of Oliver.

What? Wait a minute.

Look, you have to do it.
There's no one else.

There's no way you're going back.
You're not leaving.

- I'm not letting you go back.
- It's not your choice.

Your choice is you can
take care of Oliver,

or you can send him home
with me to be killed.

And I'm asking you
to take care of Oliver.

I know what I'm asking.
I know it's too much.

But there's no one.

There's nobody else
I've got to go to.

Please.
You're my oldest friend.

Why do you
want to go back?

I have to.

- Hello?
- Yeah, she came back.

She what?

She came back.
Just like you said she would.

Yeah, she wants to meet you tomorrow.
1:00.

- Hey.
- Yeah, I'm here.

Why the fuck
would she come back?

Huh?

Well, she had to
come back.

She got her child to safety. She took
him to this little village in Guatemala.

Some place that I could never find them.
And she had to come back.

I mean, everything that we've
been through is like a marriage,

Annie and I.

She couldn't let it go.
She couldn't.

Yeah.

- No, it's too dangerous.
- But it's the only way.

- If he finds out you're wired, you're dead.
- He won't.

- What if he pats you down?
- He won't.

He thinks that I'm timid. He would
never touch me unless I wanted him to.

He likes to be thought of
as a gentleman.

Ms. Laird,
I don't wanna lose control here.

I don't wanna put you
in an unsafe situation.

Oh,
and you think that I'm safe here with you?

Listen. Please, just give me the wire.
Please.

I will get you such
juicy stuff on Boffano

that you could lock him up for
the rest of his fucking life.

You could
put them all away.

What do you
think of them?

My guardians.
They're clueless. Incompetent.

They irritate me. You know what
irritates me most is their weakness.

Well, I think that
you should forgive them.

Their hearts are fine
and they do love you, Annie.

Don't tell me that.

Don't you talk to me
about love and forgiveness.

Oh, you bastard!

I hate you, you know that
I would kill you if I could.

Or is this the lesson
for today, Teacher?

Or is it how terror
is doing me so much good?

How strong
it's gonna make me?

Or is it how your love
is gonna save my child?

- Annie...
- You shut up!

Don't you smile at me.

Don't you ever fucking think
you can smile at me.

Don't you even look at me.

You wanna know
what I hate most?

I hate that you were right.

I am stronger.

Annie...

Is that all that you feel?

Stop. Just stop.

Do you hear that?

I went back to my studio again.
Looked at all my old work.

And it all seemed just so restrained.
Smothered.

No fire. No guts.
Just the way my life has always been.

Smother the passion.
Anything that you're frightened of,

lock it out.

I don't wanna live
like that anymore.

I don't want
any more weakness.

And this is what
I don't understand.

You have all of this strength and
you work for Louie Boffano, that...

Goon.

Well, he's your friend.

Louie Boffano
doesn't have any friends.

He's a monster. And like most monsters,
he commands some respect.

But not for long.

My colleagues from Cali
are growing very tired of him.

Are you gonna
get rid of him?

Well, eventually
we'll discard Old Louie,

but for the time being,
we might keep him as a figure head.

Take the heat off of me.
Let him be a mountain. I'll be a ravine.

God, I'd like to have
a place like this someday.

With a farmhouse, wood floors,
a child playing in the yard.

A child like Oliver.

And after that,
I want nothing

but love.

Do you think I can turn myself
into sheer love, Annie?

Do you think
I have that power?

I'm sorry
that you hate me.

Because I do love you.

What the hell
were you doing?

The door opens, the door shuts.
Then nothing.

Look,
Eddie was driving around.

The Teacher
just never showed up.

Look, maybe he guessed
something was going on.

How would he guess that?

I don't know. You figure it out.
Me, I'm going home.

We're not done yet,
Ms. Laird.

Oh, yes, we are.

If you want anything else
out of me tonight,

you're gonna have to
arrest me.

Annie?

Don't call me Annie.

Ms. Laird?

Who the hell is this?

- Stop.
- It's okay. It's okay. I know her.

Hey, what are you, deaf?
I said stop. It's okay.

- I said stop.
- It's okay. I know her.

- You know her?
- Yes.

Mr. Boffano,
I need to talk to you.

What can I do for you?

Do you recognize me?

Yeah, sure.
You're the juror lady.

What do you want?

I have something
to show you.

You got something for me?

- What?
- A gift.

I give you a gift and you leave me,
my friends and my family alone.

Of course. I would never hurt your family,
nor you, nor nobody.

Lady, I don't even
know you...

Swear it, Louie,
and I'll give you your gift.

Hey, I'm not interested
in your fucking gift.

- Oh, yes, you are.
- Lady.

Hey, hey.
Easy, easy, easy.

She's got something
you gotta hear.

- Come here.
- Go ahead.

Louie Boffano
doesn't have any friends.

He's a monster. And like most monsters,
he commands some respect.

But not for long.

My colleagues from Cali
are growing very tired of him.

Did you enjoy that,
Mr. Boffano?

Would you like to
hear more?

When did you tape this?

Yesterday.

- And who wired you?
- I wired myself.

Let me have it.

- Not until you swear.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I swear.

I'm out of your life forever.
Let me have it.

I wouldn't waste any time.

- Vince.
- Hey, Ed. What are you doing here?

Louie wants to meet.

- When?
- Today. 6:00. Palisades.

I don't know.
The meetings are so risky, you know.

I mean, can't you
just tell him to relax?

Yeah, yeah. Sure, I'll tell him.
No, he says it's important.

Why all this urgency?

It's about Annie.

He says he can't trust her.

Wants her taken out.

What do you think, Ed?
You think she needs to be taken out?

Since when does anybody give
a shit what I think? Right?

Well, I mean,
you just seemed to have developed

a certain amount of fondness for her lately,
you know.

Yeah, well, that's history.

It's just business, right?

- Yeah.
- Well...

Do what you gotta do.
6:00, right? Yeah.

So every other day of the year,
they call him San Simon,

and they treat him
with great respect.

But tomorrow,
they'll call him by his real name.

Judas.

They take him to that tree
over there and they hang him.

Oliver?

What's wrong?

- When's she coming back?
- Dr. Boone!

- Doctor!
- Hey, just one second.

Oliver, she left you here
because she loves you, okay?

Yeah.

Here. Go have some fun, all right.
I gotta go deal with this.

I'll catch up with you,
all right.

I don't think we have
to worry about that.

- Yeah.
- What's in the case?

Open it up.

I'll just have to
get back to you.

Vincent.
I'm glad you came.

What's this?

I want you to
take your money back.

Things got a little more
complicated than we hoped,

so the money's yours.

Let's walk.
We need to talk. Mmm?

It's more than 10 years, we've been
working together. Isn't that right?

- Yeah.
- You know what...

I don't know the first thing
about what makes you tick.

Isn't that funny?

I mean, in all those 10 years,
I don't know nothing about you.

Until this woman, I mean,
this juror woman,

this morning,
to my mother's grave she comes.

- And she says to me...
- What?

Annie came to see you.

She said you've been saying
ugly things about me.

Said you called me
a motherfucking monster.

Oh, please.
Don't even try to deny it.

It's on tape.

That woman,
you know the one you've gone soft over,

you think is
the love of your life,

she wants you dead.

You said you were
gonna discard me.

Now look who
gets discarded.

Get it done.

And everybody thought
you were a genius.

Hey, Joseph.
Take a look at your father.

You're fucking crazy.

Bada-bing!

Hello?

- Eddie?
- No, it is not Eddie.

He's right here.
Would you like to speak with him?

Annie, I suppose I should be angry with
you for betraying me, but I'm not.

I know that this
has been hard for you.

I did things to
protect you and Oliver.

It must have been difficult
for you to grasp.

What you would say,
what you would do to protect your child.

I mean, you bring Oliver down
to Guatemala and then what?

You're gonna come back here
and you're gonna destroy me?

Well, that is not
going to happen.

Do you remember what I told
you at the studio that night?

I told you if you would trust me,
then Oliver would be safe.

But if you betrayed me,
then no matter what the personal cost to me,

Oliver would suffer.
Do you remember that?

And I begged you
to believe me.

But how can I ask you
to trust me

when mistrust and betrayal
are rooted in your character.

I can just as easily ask you to
change the pattern of the stars.

But now Oliver is going to die in
the morning. We both know that.

And there's nothing
we can do to stop that.

We can only witness.

Enjoy your flight, Mr. Wordham.
You can board now.

- Here's my ticket.
- I'm sorry, you've just missed this flight.

- Ma'am?
- Look, I have to...

My son is dying, okay.
I got to get to the gate.

No, ma'am. I'm sorry.
Well, we can put you on another flight.

If you hurry, there's another
flight to Guatemala via Houston.

- Where? What gate?
-126.

- Habla ingles?
- Yes, I do.

- What's your name, man?
- Danielle.

You think I could hire you
to give me a ride somewhere?

No, I'll give you a ride.
You don't have to pay.

It will be a long journey.

I got to have a car. I have a lot of money.
I just need one car.

Look, I don't care. Here's everything
I've got, okay. Just get me there.

Oliver?

Oliver?

What is this?
A fucking zoo?

- Annie!
- Get back, Boone. Right now.

- Mom!
- Oliver, get out of here.

Get him out of here!
Get him out of here!

- Let go! Mom! Get off!
- Annie!

Oh!

Annie, you really
are astonishing.

I mean,
you won over the jury,

and then you set me up
with Boffano.

And now you've
chartered a plane.

Yep. With your money.

But you're right, Annie.
You have to kill me.

I see that now.
It has to be that way.

Because if you shoot me,

then you and I will be
bonded forever.

No, we won't!

- Oliver? Oliver?
- Mom?

I love you.