All language subtitles for The.Practice.S04E01.Free.Dental.HULU.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-AJP69_track3_[eng]

Last season
on the practice...

Aah!

What?

There's a head
in the bag!

The woman I met last night.

What are you doing
with her head?

Somebody put it there.

George Vogelman, you are
under arrest

for the murder
of Susan Robin.

We both know I've always
had some motive

to tell you I'm innocent,

but now, the evidence
being closed,

it doesn't matter
what I tell you.

I didn't do it.

MAN: We find the defendant,
George Vogelman,

not guilty.

(gasps)

Ugh!

Some guy stabbed me.

Guy? You said --
you said "nun."

It was a guy
in a nun suit.

Is it really so terrible
if they see the videotape?

It ain't great.

We don't want the jury
inflamed over the images.

We better get going.

We're all set.

Where's your wife?

Jimmy said
we didn't need her.

It's just a hearing.

I want her there for trial.
Your kids, too.

We're going to be late.
Let's go.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Elleanor?

George, hey.

My co-op association
just evicted me

on grounds
of moral turpitude.

-Excuse me?
-They're saying even though
I was acquitted

in the Susan Robin case,

in their minds it isn't clear
that I'm innocent,

and they voted me out.

How many times
do I have to keep paying

for something I didn't do?

They evicted you
from the building?

30 days notice.
Is this legal?

I wouldn't want a killer
on my floor.

-Lucy.
-Well, not that you are one.

George,
I'm just saying that...

Will you represent me,
Elleanor?

I know it's not
a big case, but --

I brought my lease
with me.

Okay. Sure.

In the conference room,
we'll review it.

Thank you.
I feel better already.

He's back.

♪

This is how
she was found, your honor.

You can see the slight
bruising on her neck.

This is how the police
found her?

They hadn't moved her.

Okay, here.
Now, this isn't blood.

It's grape jelly.

Grape jelly?

Yes, your honor.

What else?

That's it. 30 seconds
of footage, tops.

That footage
is so inflammatory --

it goes to what
the scene looked like.

Why can't the jury
be allowed --

they'll look at that
and be horrified

and decide someone's
got to pay.

You know what?

This idea that we have to
shelter juries from the truth,

that was started
by defense attorneys.

-Already with the speeches.
We haven't even begun.
-You think that's a speech?

All right.

Your honor I have no
intention of getting on a
soapbox believe me,

but how did it happen
that we became afraid

of letting juries
see things for themselves?

This footage describes
the scene more accurately

than could any
testimonial account.

This system
is supposed to be

about arriving
at the truth.

I don't see why
the straightest-line approach

should be eliminated
from the process.

We cling to this notion

that the jury system
is the best in the world,

all the while
we don't trust them.
It is absurd it is indecent

It is an insult
to this room

and to the people in the name of
civic duty who sit in that box.

Yes, and I'm so glad you left
your soapbox at home.

The issue
before this court goes

to whether or not my client
committed the crime.

The district attorney,
by his own admission,

agrees this footage
doesn't speak to that.

We've stipulated
to strangulation --

I'm not offering --

can I finish?

You don't need to finish we
already know what you're going
to say.

You got a sick depraved,
murdering client like always,

and like always,

the more truth you can keep
under wraps, the better.

It is a disgrace regularly
visited upon this room

by you and every other
defense attorney.

Napoleon complex, your honor --

res ipsa pipsqueak.

All right.

The videotape is allowed.

Whatever's between
the two of you,

keep it out of the room.

We'll bring the jury in
at 11:00.

Do you really think
that was necessary?

Yes.
Any word from Rebecca?

The sister agreed
to at least talk to her.
She should be there now.

Where's your family?

My wife and son
are coming.

My daughter's 11.
I don't want her here.

Call me a pipsqueak?

Get away from me, Richard,
before I trip over you.

LINDSAY: All right.

I'll get you, Donnell.

I'll get your client,
I'll get you.

Richard,
what are you doing?

He called me a pipsqueak
in open court.

Richard,
you're a district attorney.

You can't be yelling
"I'll get you"

to defense lawyers
in the corridor.

How's the case?

Circumstantial but tight,
although you never know

what your little friends
are going to pull.

Just don't be screaming
at them

in the corridor,
all right?

All right.

Call me a pipsqueak.

This man
was judged innocent.

So was O. J. Simpson,

but that doesn't mean
a co-op has to welcome --

How many times does he have
to be victimized?

First he's put on trial,
and after an acquittal,

the police plant a knife
in my office trying to
get him again.

The reason the police did that
because they remain convinced

that he cut off
a woman's head.

He's supposed
to walk around branded?

I sympathize, counsel,

but an acquittal
in a criminal trial

does not add up
to innocence.

It simply means
that the state

couldn't make
its burden of proof.

How about O. J. Simpson?

Do you think that a co-op
should be required

to keep him as a member?

First of all, O. J. Simpson
was found guilty

in a civil trial.

As Mr. Vogelman probably
would be if a civil trial --

you don't know that.

Look, he could be
a very nice man who,

by coincidence,
happened to have

a human head pop out
of his medical bag,

but people in the building
have started to move out

since he moved in.

They feel threatened.
And by the way

co-ops have always
been allowed

to pick and choose
their members.

They're not allowed
to discriminate.

No, if he were being heaved

because of the color
of his skin,

because of his religion,
he'd have a case.

But we're certainly allowed
to ask on the application,

"have you ever been charged
with a decapitation?"

Maybe it was a mistake
to leave that question off.

You think you're funny?

Would you live in the
same building as him?

Alright, I'll take it
under advisement.

Give me till
the morning -- 10:00.

How dare you ask me that?

I understand
this is difficult.

My sister is murdered,

and, what, you plan
to put her on trial?

Ms. Poole, The prosecution
thinks there was
something going on

between your sister
and Dr. Olson.

There wasn't. She liked
clean teeth, he's a dentist.

Ok, then Is it possible
she could have been

having an affair
with somebody else?

No.

What about her ex-husband?

Your client killed her,
Ms. Washington.

He was obsessed with her,

and he killed her because
she wasn't interested in him,

and I can't believe you
actually expect me to help you.

Did your sister
like bugs?

Excuse me?

There was a container
filled with bugs, cockroaches.

It was found
at the scene.

The police don't know
how it got there.

Did she like bugs?

And no other fingerprints
belonged to anybody

other than the victim
or the defendant.

What else did you find,
detective?

We retrieved a pair
of latex gloves

from a trash container.

DNA analysis revealed they
were worn by the defendant.

The DNA samples were...

Oils from skin flakes
on the inside of the gloves.

And on the outside
of the gloves?

Skin secretions
from the victim

and traces of grape jelly.

Grape jelly?

Yes. Her mouth was filled
with grape jelly.

Anything else, detective?

We found several pictures
of the victim

in the defendant's desk.

Who called you
and reported this crime?

Dr. Olson.

When you got there,

did he tell you he tried
to clear her airways
when he walked in,

discovering
her mouth all clogged?

He said that, yes.

If somebody reached in

to clear
Ms. Poole's mouth out,

he'd get jelly on his hands
or gloves, don't you think?

Objection -- speculation.

We're only here
because of speculation.

Sustained. Let's move on.

Detective, are you aware
that Ms. Poole

sought and obtained
a restraining order

against her ex-husband
two years ago?

Yes. We questioned
Mr. Jenson

and ruled him out
as a suspect,

if that's where
you're going.

You can't rule out
the possibility

of somebody else coming
into that room, can you?

No evidence points to anyone
other than Dr. Olson.

But you can't exclude
the possibility

of somebody else
coming into that room.

DETECTIVE: No I can't,
but fibers from his gloves

were found on her neck
and nobody else's.

Yes and if my client were
performing mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation,

would it be possible
for fibers of the gloves

to get on
the victim's neck?

I have no idea.

You have no idea.

Well, let's leave it at that.

The detective has no idea.

Do you have a second?

Would this be ex parte?

It may or may not be.
I'll let you be the judge.

Gee, thanks.

When I saw that this case
was going to your division,

I thought about bringing
a motion to recuse you

since both you
and George Vogelman

had inadvertently been
listed as suspects

after Lindsay Dole
was stabbed.

I know it's not
a direct conflict, but...

Well, after seeing the anger
of George Vogelman

and what a false accusation
can do to a person,

I have to be honest
and ask the question --

can you see straight
on this issue?

Can I see straight
on the issue

of being falsely accused
of something?

Yes.

Well, if I couldn't,

wouldn't my bias
run in your favor?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Any thoughts
as to how this case

ended up before me,
counsel?

It's because you went
to the favor bank

and you asked a certain
clerk named Benny

to make sure this case
dropped into my lap,

figuring my bias
would work for you.

I see a lot straighter
than I'm given credit for.

As I said,

I will take the matter
under advisement.

In the meantime,

get your ass out
of my chambers.

She would come in
twice a week

to have
her teeth cleaned.

Every week?

Yes.

She had this compulsive
thing about her teeth.

She'd brush them
12 times a day

and come in twice a week
for plaque removal.

Were you ever there
for any of these cleanings?

No. He did them himself,
which was odd.

I'm the hygienist.

He wanted to do them.

Yes, then he started
scheduling her

for early mornings,

before the office
was even open.

Did you ever witness any
of these early encounters?

One time I came in early.

The door
to the examination room

slammed shut in a hurry.

Dr. Olson then told me
I was never to come in early

like that again.

Did you find this strange?

Of course,

but I found the whole thing
very strange.

Anything else
you find strange?

Well...

I'm also in charge
of accounts receivable.

He instructed me
not to bill her.

Two visits a week
for over a year --

that's a lot of time
not billed.

BOBBY: So if I'm clear,
the crux of your testimony

is that he cleaned
her teeth twice a week

early in the morning
and didn't bill her,

and you found that strange.

Basically.

Thank you.

Do you have any reason
to believe

that she wasn't really
getting her teeth cleaned
on these visits?

No, I believe she was
getting them cleaned.

She had this thing
about it.

Thank you, Ms. Heinz.
That's all.

You got no case.

Gee, I guess I should
just give up then.

You got fingerprints
and a suspicious hygienist.

I got two people
in a room,

one ends up strangled.

What's that, suicide?

You've got no case.

Mr. Donnell?

I'm Bob Jenson.

I used to be married
to the woman who was killed,

and I don't appreciate
your innuendo

that I might be a suspect.

Mr. Jenson, I sympathize

with the loss
of your ex-wife,

but this
is a murder trial.

If your feelings
get easily hurt in there,

I'd stay out of the room.

What's with these people?

They didn't
make their burden.

Maybe we don't even get up.

Have you ever
heard him close?

Who?

Your friend the midget.

He doesn't scare me.

Bobby, there's no evidence

of anybody else
coming into that room.

We have to explain
why he never billed her,

why he kept her pictures.

It does seem suspicious.

Suspicious, yes,

but you can't convict
on that.

It's too risky
not to have him testify.

I'm not frightened.
I have nothing to hide.

Can I do
the computer now?

Ask your mother.

Mom?

You have another bite
of broccoli.

Mom...

The main thing,

don't try to outsmart
this lawyer.

He'll be trying
to trap you.

Why aren't we calling
the sister?

She's not in the mood
to help.

You could subpoena her,
right?

If she's not going
to be helpful --

What about the ex-husband?
Can you call him to the stand?

[ singsong ]
Steven, it's Nancy.

Shut up, Laura.
Can I be excused?

Yes, go ahead.

I'm going to take it
in my room. One second.

Anyway, the key
in your testimony

is just stick
to yes or no.

Okay.

Why did you have
her pictures?

I'm sure
he'll be asking that.

That is something
they will ask.

I didn't have an affair
with her, Allison.

The police aren't
saying affair, Henry.

They're saying that
you were obsessed with her.

Are you?

How many times are we going
to have the same talk?

Every time something new
pops up -- like pictures.

She gave me her pictures.
I don't know why.

Maybe she's obsessed
with me.

Look, think.
A woman who obsessively

has to have
her teeth cleaned,

maybe she sees
a dentist as --

I don't know.
I don't know.

Don't do that tomorrow.
Don't be playing hunches.

Say, "she wanted me
to have them.

I don't know why."

And for some reason,
you didn't throw them out.

What?

Nothing.

Oh, that's suspicious?

What family doesn't
have grape jelly?

Mr. Vogelman,

I certainly sympathize
with the ongoing unfairness

you have been subjected to.

As your lawyer suspects I
know how you feel.

But the
co-op contract clearly
empowers the association.

to evict a member as long
as it acts reasonably.

Now, there is a great deal
of evidence here

to suggest that you went
back to a motel

with a young lady --
first date, no less --

where you had sex with her,

after which you promptly
chopped off her head.

I wouldn't want you
on my block

much less
in my apartment building.

You may very well
be innocent,

I realize that,

but you might not be.

Plaintiff's petition
for a T. R. O. Denied.

Adjourned.

What now?

I don't know.

Can I appeal?

George,
my legal advice would be

to start looking
for a new place to live.

I never even got to have
my housewarming at this one.

Well, maybe you can have
your goodbye party.

Bad joke.

Hey, have dinner with me,
Elleanor --

my last supper.

We can get an expensive
bottle of wine and,

I don't know,
pretend things are good.

I'm a good cook.

Sure. It would be fun.

Great.

The question is,

why didn't you
ever bill her,

and why did you have
her pictures?

'cause she gave me
her pictures,

and I probably should
have thrown them away.

As for the other,
I admit it was very nice

to have a beautiful woman
come in.

I don't get

a lot of attention
from attractive...

It was very flattering.

Maybe I even
had a little crush,

and so I didn't bill her,

but I never had
an affair with her,

and I certainly
did not kill her.

Okay, Dr. Olson,

I want you to take us
through that morning.

I cleaned her teeth,

and then I went back
to my office,

which is at the end
of the corridor --

40, maybe 50 feet --

and I thought
she had left.

I came out of my office
a little while later

and I went
into the examining room

just to clean up,

and she was there
in the chair...

Not breathing.

What did you do then?

I tried
to clear her airway,

and I saw that her mouth
was filled with something.

I didn't know what
at first,

and then I realized
it was jelly.

Then I tried to revive her,
and I couldn't,

so I called 911.

You tried to revive her?

Yes.

How?

I did
some mouth-to-mouth.

While she had a mouth
full of jelly?

Well, I pulled enough out
to clear her airway.

Why didn't you do
a tracheotomy?

I considered that, but
the truth is, she was dead.

She had no pulse,
she wasn't breathing.

Okay, did you murder her
because she was going

to break off
a sexual affair?

Objection.

You don't want him
to answer?

I did not have an affair.
I did not kill her.

Before you came back
to the examining room,

you were
in your private office.

Yes.

Doing what?

Uh, paperwork.

I was going over
the day's appointments.

Paperwork.

Did you wash the floor?

I'm sorry?

The floor.

The lab results showed traces
of ammonia and disinfectant
on the floor.

Did you wash it?

We have cleaners
that come in every night.

They don't come in
on Sundays,

and the analysis
showed this floor

to be freshly washed.

Some parts weren't even
completely dry.

Did you wash the floor
that morning, Dr. Olson?

No, I did not.

Did you cause any liquid
to fall on the floor?

Excuse me?

Simple question --

did you cause
any liquid to fall

upon the floor
of your office?

No, I don't believe I did.

What about semen?

Is there a reason
semen droplets were found,

Droplets with an exact
DNA match to the ones --

objection! There was no
evidence of semen introduced.

Nor am I introducing it now.
I'm asking a question.

If semen were found,

any idea as to how
it could have gotten there?

Did you think
you got it all

when you washed the floor
that morning, Dr. Olson?

Objection! Objection!

I'll see counsel
in chambers.

It's unfair surprise.
If they had evidence --

we consider it neither
inculpatory nor exculpatory.

It was a different room.

Oh, you figured --

All right!

You have evidence
of the defendant's semen

-being in his office?
-Yes.

And you didn't
turn it over to them?

We have no evidence
of the victim being

in the defendant's office,

therefore we don't
consider it relevant.

So you Drop it
like a bomb --

I asked a question.

You tried to ambush
the witness!

-MR. BAY: I did no such thing!
-JUDGE: Quiet!

This should be declared
a mistrial right now!

I said quiet.

Mr. Bay,
I am very tempted

to throw this trial out
right now.

Your honor --

Shut up. You're to
turn over to them

everything you have
on this immediately.

If there's
one more surprise,

I will dismiss
with prejudice

in favor
of the defendant.

Do you understand me?

Yes, your honor.

I will also
put you in jail.

If I could explain,
your honor --

I'm not interested.

You're on probation
for the rest of this trial.

Your honor,
it's inconceivable

for you not to declare
a mistrial now.

That's not going to happen.
The trial goes on.

You want to beat him up
in the parking lot,

you have my blessing,

but the trial goes on.

What the hell was that?

Oh, I can explain.

It maybe too late!

-Well, then I won't!
-Yes you will!

-Bobby.
-You're going down for murder.
You get that?

I didn't kill her.
You get that?
I didn't kill her.

Then start talking.

Leave him alone!

Alright, everybody calm down,
okay?

Henry, talk to me.

-Allison, would you
take Steven out?
-What? Why?

-Just do it, please.
-Okay. Come on, Steven.

I have a fetish.

A fetish?

What kind of fetish?

Bugs.

Bugs?

It's, um...

I get aroused when I see
a woman step on them.

She came in,

I cleaned her teeth,

and then she would
step on the bugs,

and then I would go
to my office and, uh,

you know, uh,

gratify myself.

And that's what happened
on that day.

But then I came out,
and she was dead.

I didn't kill her.

I promise.

I am not crazy.

Elleanor, George is weird.

He isn't weird.

Even if he is, I feel bad
for the guy, okay?

I mean, his life
is completely ruined.

Doesn't mean
you have to eat pot roast.

It's not like guys
are breaking down her door.

-Lucy.
-I'm defending you.

Rebecca,
get on the internet

and find out
about crush clubs,

people getting
sexually aroused

by stepping on bugs.

Then I need an expert witness
some shrink who can testify
about it. And I need it fast.

What do you mean
stepping --

Just what I said.

What's going on?

Our client likes bugs.

Elleanor's dating
George Vogelman.

I am not dating him!

Richard --

Don't start with me,
Helen.

I just came to say hi.

You know, you're lucky
the judge didn't toss it.

Hey, if he did,
I'd have been no worse off.

I had to catch him
on the stand, Helen.

You know those guys.

If I would have turned over
all that evidence,

they'd have tailored
a nice little story

to account
for the whole thing.

I had to catch him
in a lie.

Richard, It was prosecutorial
misconduct.

Hey maybe you can live
with seeing murderers walk.

I can't.

No, you can live
with losing on appeal,

so long as you win
at trial

'cause that's when
the cameras are rolling.

Thank you, Helen.

You used to sleep
with one of their lawyers,

you're living with another --
Hey maybe your even sleeping
with her.

Does that make you
feel better saying that?

This guy killed a woman.

I'll do whatever I have to.

It's called a crush fetish.

I wouldn't say
it's common,

but it's certainly not
unique to Dr. Olson.

Can you describe it
for the jury?

Basically it stems from
childhood,

and it's generally related
to the oedipus complex.

Can we talk specifically?

Yes.

Specifically, as a toddler,

Dr. Olson saw his mother
frightened by a bug,

after which
she stepped on it.

Seeing a surge
in his mother's adrenaline

caused a similar
adrenal surge in Dr. Olson.

This is a typical genesis.

For whatever reason,

this adrenal rush
becomes sexual

as the boy grows older,

to the point
where one becomes aroused

by seeing a female
stomp on a bug.

You've studied this?

I'm familiar with it.

Believe it or not,
there is currently

an american journal
of the crush freaks.

Seeing a woman
mash a bug on the floor

can be sexually stimulating?

There's an underground
videotape industry --

Thank you.

And that's what was
going on with him?

Yes.

I would clean her teeth,

and she would step
on cockroaches.

And how did you meet
Ms. Poole?

The internet.

She proposed, uh, that
she would do this for me

in exchange
for free teeth cleanings.

Did you ever tell
anybody else

about your fetish
for bugs?

I told my wife once
that it aroused me,

but I never told her

that Ms. Poole was stepping
on them for me.

So Ms. Poole,
she would crush these bugs,

you'd become aroused

and run back
to your office and...

Yes.

Plea bargain?
You mean say I did it?

We're not recommending it,
just saying it's an option.

But why would you be
throwing it out there

if you're not
recommending it?

Doctor you did okay damage
control just now, but the damage
was done.

Jimmy.

We're up against it,
Henry.

I'm not saying
I think you did it --

I'll say it.

I don't believe you
anymore, Henry.

Allison...

Listening to you up there.

You're sick.

-You're just
a very sick person.
-Honey.

Our children are going
to have to read about this.

Could you give us
a moment?

Sure.

I don't know where to go --

hatch a theory
he was being framed or...
I don't know.

We should have
been digging

into who else wanted
that woman dead.

-We did dig into that.
-JIMMY: Not enough we didn't.

She's into stuff
that kinky,

who knows what people
she was mixed up with?

He gets an annuity.
You know about that?

Olson?

From his father,

-an annual annuity
of $125,000.
-So?

So?

Anybody thought
about plan "B"?

Plan "B"? Who?
The ex has an alibi.

Henry's wife.

What?

She got an alibi?
Think about it.

Maybe she found out about
her husband's secret.

Maybe she wanted revenge.

Problem is if she kills him,
there goes the annuity and
she loses a lot of money.

Better to frame him,
get him stuck in jail.

Come on.

Look, she probably has keys to
his offices. Maybe know's
his routines? Sneaks in
kills the girl.

First of all, the police
checked her out.

And accepted her word
that she was home.

Well I know Allison --

you said you knew Henry,

-and you didn't know he was
cheating with a cockroach.
-Funny.

If she doesn't really
have an alibi,

maybe we could
plan "B" her.

Bobby, there's no way
this woman killed her.

Whether it's true or not
doesn't matter.

The point is
you could sell it.

I mean, at least enough
to make reasonable doubt.

I thought you were out
of that business, Eugene --

falsely accusing people
of murder.

Last time we did this,
we got sued.

I'm just throwing it
out there.

You said you got an innocent
man for murder.I didn't
think you'd be too fussy

over how you
got him acquitted.

What was her statement?

Home alone,
kids were at school.

The police did confirm

that the car
never left the Driveway.

People take buses.

It's too desperate.

We are desperate, Jimmy.

Your buddy was last seen
with the victim, he lies
under oath

we find out that he gets
off on crushed cockroaches
he's a sick wacko.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Let's just concentrate --

Hold on. Hold on.

Assuming this is an option,

we call her and ask
to treat her hostile?

Is there another way?

We've got to run it
by the client.

-And he'd say no.
-Which is maybe why we don't
tell him.

-He'll tip her off...
-You can't not tell the client.
Bobby what are you crazy.

Hey! Do we have an obligation to
tell the client our strategy?

No, we have an obligation

to act in his
best interest --

You can't withhold
information from the client.
That's malpractice.

It's not withholding
information.

You plan to accuse
his wife of murder.

That's not withholding
information?

We've already been sued
for this.

We don't need this kind
of publicity.

All right, look,

let's run it by Henry,
let it be his call.

You never told me
you could cook.

This is delicious.

Two secrets --
first, butter.

Butter?

I smear the whole bird.
It seeps in when I bake.

Second,
don't carve all at once.

It just Dries out the meat.

I carve as I serve.

You want another piece?

I will have one more,
and then I am done.

That is an awfully big knife
you have there, George.

All the better to cut
your head off with, my dear.

Bad joke.

That's one for each of us.

Gallows humor
is all I have left.

You know, this thing
is going to follow you.

People are going
to make judgments.

Sometimes you can fight it,
sometimes you can't.

Maybe I should just sever
the past completely

and leave town.

That's not the worst idea,

but I'd miss you.

I'll miss you, too,
Elleanor.

What's the matter?

I've been missing you.

One good thing
about my legal woes

is I've been able
to spend time with you.

Remember when we used to talk
on the phone and laugh

back in the days,
before you laid eyes on me?

George...

You're the greatest woman
I've ever known, Elleanor.
I admit it.

Thank you.

This is where you're
suppose to say something
nice about me.

Okay, how about...

I really like having you
as a friend, George.

Translation --

let's just stay friends.

-No.
-Henry.

I'm not going to let you
point the finger at her.

We could lose here.
You get that?

You think I win because
I accuse my own wife of murder?

We'd be doing it.

With my blessing.

You want to risk prison
the rest of your life?
Is that what I'm hearing?

Allison could not possibly
have done this.
You know her.

It doesn't matter.

She's a red herring
to give us reasonable doubt.

This is crazy, Jimmy.

What jury is going
to believe --

it isn't crazy.
Think about it.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm not saying
I think she did it,

but the idea she did --

you said yourself you two
had a big screaming fight

over this bug fetish thing.

Maybe she figured
it was going on at work.

If the door was locked,
she'd have a key, right?

You kept your appointments
in your computer at home.

She'd know if anybody
would be there.

She knew your office hours
of business.

Can you be positive
she didn't go down there?

Yes, I can.

Me and you...
Lawyer privilege?
Friend privilege?

Me and you?

Sure.

You were close.
It was Steven.

What?

Your son Steven?

I saw the door close
on him when he left.

I think he must have
come down,

maybe discovered --

Why haven't you told
anybody this?

Because I don't want him
to spend the rest of
his life in jail

for something
I drove him to.

Now look you said I had
a very good chance

of beating this thing.

That's what
I've decided to do.

He's letting you
take the fall?

Oh, he's so angry with me,
he doesn't care.

He doesn't even know
I know.

Let me go to the D. A.

Absolutely not!
No chance!

They will try him
as an adult.

You know that, Jimmy.
His life will be over.

What if he kills --

-Well I'll get him help.
-No Henry you can't.

This is between you and me.
You gave me your word.

You say anything to anybody,

I'll confess to the crime.

This happened because of me,

and I'm willing
to take the risk.

Okay. Closing arguments.

Does it look bad?

Of course it does.

She was strangled
in his dental chair --

no prints belonging
to anybody else.

We know
he's a little twisted --

sexually aroused
by seeing bugs get crushed?

What's with that?

It looks really bad,

but he didn't do it.

Who did?

I don't know.

I do know the victim
put herself out there

on the internet
advertising her services,

and you encounter a lot
of depraved people

doing that kind of thing.

Maybe she was stalked
that day.

Maybe she was followed
to my client's office.

Maybe her routine
was known to the killer

and this presented
the perfect opportunity.

I don't know.

Neither do they.

All they can prove
with the physical evidence

is that my client was
in the same room as the victim.

Well, he admitted that.

In fact, he called the police,
didn't he?

And think about this.

If he was going
to kill somebody,

would he do it this way --

strangle the person
in his own office,

put grape jelly
in her mouth,

leave his gloves
in the room?

Wouldn't he try
to get away with it?

Why didn't he?
Because he didn't do it.

And they have no physical
or testimonial evidence

to prove that he did.

He kept her pictures,
cleaned her teeth for free

while she squished
cockroaches.

Maybe she said she wasn't
going to do it anymore

and he snapped.

We could stand here all day
trying to make sense of it,

but you can't make sense
of depravities,

ladies and gentlemen,

whether it be a murder
or a bug fetish.

It's pointless
to apply reason.

No evidence points
to anybody else

being in that room
other than the defendant.

The woman he engages
to come to his office

to squish insects
and bring him to a climax

is found dead.

Him and her,
she ends up strangled.

We caught him in a lie

right here
on the witness stand.

We already know he's a liar.

Is there really
even a question here

that he's also a murderer?

Elleanor.

Hey, George.

Come on in.

Actually, I'm running late
for a deposition.

I just stopped by to...

Well, I'm just feeling
a little uncomfortable

about last night's kiss.

Oh?

I've been thinking
about it all night,

and you know, George,

your trial was the biggest
professional victory

of my life.

It was pretty big
for me, too.

But I mean I think,
on some level,

I try to relive that victory
every chance I get,

and being in your company,
on some unconscious --

I just think I feel
better about myself

when I'm with you.

You kissed me on some
professional high?

No, no, it's not that.

I like being with you
because...

What I came here to say

is that our friendship
is very complicated,

and my kissing you

is probably not going
to happen again,

and I just want
to be clear on that,

that we just keep it
as friends.

Okay.

I understand.

Do you?

I get it, Elleanor.

You okay with that?

Yes.

I appreciate your
coming here to tell me.

Well, good.

See you soon?

Absolutely.

Well, I got
that deposition, so...

All right.

Bye.

Bye.

You're worried
about your son.

How's he going
to be better off --

He'll be better off
out of prison.

Listen to me Henry, once that
verdict comes back,

we have no credibility.

You're just a guilty man
trying some desperate act --

unless it comes back
not guilty.

You yourself said
we have a decent chance.

But it's a risk.

A risk I'm willing to take.

Henry --

I've made my decision.

Jury's back.

Will the defendant
please rise?

Has the jury
reached its verdict?

We have.

What say you?

In the matter

of the commonwealth
vs Henry Olson

on the charge of murder
in the first degree,

we find the defendant,
Henry Olson,

guilty.

Your honor, the defense
notes its appeal

for the record.

So noted.

The court officer will take
the defendant into custody.

Members of the jury,
this concludes your services.
We thank you.

This matter is adjourned.

We have appealable issues.

Can we win?

I don't know.

I didn't do it.
I didn't do it.

ALISON: Henry!

Res ipsa prison.

Get out of here.

What are we going to do?

(sobbing)

What are we going to do?

♪

WOMAN: You stinker!