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Previously on "The Practice"...

We stipulated to
strangulation as
the cause of death.

I'm not authorizing--
Can I finish?

You don't need to finish.

We already know
what you're gonna say.

You got a sick, depraved,
murdering client,

like always,
and like always,

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

Napoleon complex,
your honor.

Res ipsapipsqueak.

JUDGE: All right!

You are a killer.
You know that?

An icy killer.

Thank you, Richard.
It's a compliment, I take it?

Of course it was.
Your style's the same as mine.

I'm in love with you.

I'm sorry,
I should say infatuated.

I mean, you're smart,
you're sexy,

you got that little
Catholic girl thing,

and I totally go for it,
the whole package.

Richard, we're in the middle
of a trial here.

I speak my mind.
Yes, well,
I'm speaking mine.

Let's stick to business.

Police, freeze!
Aah!

Roberta!

Judge Kittleson?

Get out, all of you!

I didn't know you and
I were speaking romantically,

much less --

I find it difficult
to tell a man I miss him.

For whatever reason,
It's just easier

to show up
in his apartment naked.

BOBBY: How long do you think?

ELLENOR: Three, four days tops.

There aren't
many witnesses.

BOBBY: Louise gonna testify?

Well, she has to.

It's her word
against her husband's.

If I don't put her up...

(door opens)

What? People don't
greet people here

when they come
through the door?

What do you want?
How's that?

Ellenor...

our complaining witness
isn't doing well.

He's at Mass General,
status one,

awaiting a donor heart.

Evidently the doctors
don't expect his

to hold out much longer.

What I'd like is to take
his videotape depo there.

We can introduce it at trial.
I'm assuming you'll agree.

You got that wrong.

I beg your pardon?
If you can't get your

witness to trial, Richard,
that's not our problem.

The man is on his deathbed.
For which I sympathize,

but the man is also
the chief prosecutorial witness,
and you can't expect us

to make it easier for him
to put our client away.

I'm expecting you to have
the decency to accommodate --
We're not that decent.

RICHARD: I'll go to court,
get an order from the judge.

ELLENOR: Do that,
but I'm not about

to facilitate an attempted
murder conviction.

I'm only talking
about a humane way
of getting the testimony.

This does nothing
to my burden --
EUGENE: We won't agree.

Get an order if you want,
but like Ellenor says,

we aren't about
to make things easy.

How stupid of me
to expect you people
to be decent or humane.

You think you're heroes,

playing a part in the
criminal justice system,

the crusaders
against oppression.

Well, you might
have started out that way,

but look at you now.

The day-to-day stench
of your clients has rubbed off.

You're every bit as vile
and contaminated

as the murderers and rapists
you defend.

You bring no dignity to law.
You proffer disgrace.

Where you might once
have been noble,

you've sunk into a sinkhole
of disrepute

where your only idealism
is "Get the guy off,"

even when it offends
human nature

or it insults morality.

You're so lost in the inferno
of crime and dishonor,

you've become sickening animals,

repugnant to everything
that's good about this country,

everything
this nation celebrates

in the spirit of humanity.

You are sick,
awful vehicles of hate.

If there is a God,
he will get you,

you sleazy,
cancerous-infected,

malignant, grotesque snakes!

(theme music playing)

You're going to die
an early death

if you don't calm down.
They get to me.

They're defense attorneys.
They have a duty --

The man is
on his deathbed, Helen.

They can't agree to take
his testimony in a hospital?

They're disgusting,
despicable, dirty roaches...

Richard --
and they get to me.

Look, just go to court
and get the order.

Who's the judge?

Kittleson.
I hate her, too.

And why is that?

Because Raymond Oz
called me a midget at Sidebar.

She could have held him
in contempt.

He was the defendant.
She couldn't very well --

Then she half-called me
a midget, too.
Kittleson?

It was a slip.

She said "midge,"
then caught herself.

I hate her, too.

Richard, you're about
ready to start

an attempted murder trial.

If you go in there
hating the defense attorneys,

hating the judge,
you're going to end up

being defeated
by your own anger.

Now, go to court,

get the order
to do the video depo,

and take it from there.

I really appreciate you
taking the time, Jimmy.

No problem.

You look great,
by the way.

Did I say that already?

Twice.

And your husband --
How's he?

Gone. We divorced
three years ago.

Oh. Sorry to hear that.

You said you were sorry
to hear

we were getting married.
Now you're sorry he's gone?

I was just talking
as an old boyfriend back then.

I mean, if you're not sorry
he's gone, then neither am I.

Okay.

So, what's up?

Well, um...

this is a little
embarrassing, but, um...

You can tell me.

Okay.

I sold my eggs
to this man --

for $9,000.

What do you mean,
you sold your eggs?

My eggs --
for reproduction.

I have a web site,
and I sell my eggs.

I have back orders.
You wouldn't believe

how many men are looking
to have children,

not wanting to wait
for wives.

Wait a second.

You sell your eggs,

and they, like,
fertilize them?

Yes.

Men donate to sperm banks
all the time.

It's the same thing.

But you do it for money.

Yes, and this one customer,
I trusted him.

I usually demand payment
in advance,

but this one customer
I didn't,

and he hasn't paid,
so I sued.

But now, as we're about
to go into court,

there's some motion
to dismiss,

and my lawyer dropped me.

He said for $9,000,
it wasn't worth it.

The hearing's at 11:00.
I'm really in a bind.

You sold your eggs.

(traffic sound)

If he's not ready for trial,
I'll agree to a continuance.

Oh, how generous,

in which case my witness
will be dead

and I'll have no case.

Hey, why don't we continue
for 10 years?

Would that be safe?

Mr. Bay, getting snide
doesn't really serve anything.

She wants continuance
as in stall, judge.

Quiet. What exactly
is the problem

with the videotaped
deposition?

It will prejudice
our case.

JUDGE: How so?

Your honor,
if I have to

cross-examine a man
in a hospital bed,

I will come off
so unsympathetic.

ELLENOR: I will alienate the
jury. It will be irreparable.

I'll look like a monster.

You are a monster.

Hey, look!

Mr. Bay!

So, what's the alternative?

If we haul him in here,
he could die.

ELLENOR: All I can say

is that my client is
entitled to a fair trial,

and she will be denied that

if the chief
prosecutorial witness

has to give testimony
from a hospital bed,

leaving me hamstrung.

I'm going to grant
the prosecution's request.

Your honor --
JUDGE: Save it, counsel.

Your client tried
to run the man over.

That is partly the reason
he's in that hospital bed.

Untrue -- preexisting
heart condition.

Brought on by stress,

which your client didn't help

by charging him
with a sport utility vehicle.

JUDGE: Now, since the jury
is already impaneled,

let's do this at noon.
I will referee.

Thank you, your honor.

It doesn't really
delay the trial.

It just means
that part of it

will happen
in the hospital.

This can't wait
till he's better?

Well, the likelihood is
he's not going to get better,

not unless a donor heart
comes in,

and even then, because
of some other complications,

he may not be deemed
a suitable candidate.

Gee, if I'd had known
he was that sick,

I never would have had
to run him over.

It's a joke.

Yeah, well, we should
get to the hospital.

Assuming we finish,

the trial will begin
this afternoon.

Okay.

A contract's a contract.

First of all, there is
an implied covenant

that the egg,
once fertilized,

will become an embryo.

There is no such
implied covenant.

Second, this contract
is against public policy.

For a woman
to be selling her eggs,

it is so unethical.
JIMMY: Well your
client bought them.

I am not defending that.

But he took them,

entered into a contract
to pay for them,

and now he's not paying.

JIMMY: How ethical is that?

Your honor, this is
an unenforceable contract.

Then make restitution.

My client would give back
the eggs if he could.

He realizes now how immoral

this type
of transaction is.

To pay money
in consideration

would only serve
to ratify the immorality.

Who are you kidding?
Your honor, they made a deal.

I understand that,
Mr. Berluti,

but the court
is not in the habit

of enforcing contracts
that go against public policy.

Again, restitution.

You're not looking
for restitution, counselor.

You're looking
for consideration,

and that begs the question
of enforceability.

And frankly, I have problems
upholding this kind of deal.

Your honor --

I'll hear oral arguments
at 2:00,

although since we're
just talking about $9,000,

my suggestion
is you people work this out.

We'll give you $1,500.

We'll take $6,000.

$6,000?
No way.

I didn't even get
an embryo out of it.

That wasn't in the contract,
Mr. Emerson.

I'll offer $1,500
and no more.

Anything else, I'd just as soon
come back to court.

Then we go back
to court.
Susan --

No, Jimmy, it's principle.

I'm glad there
were no pregnancies,

I'd hate to
think of my offspring
being raised by you.

Come on, Howard.
Come on.

Can you represent me
one more day, Jimmy?

Susan.

How come you're doing this,
selling your eggs?

It's hard making ends meet,
Jimmy.

My life hasn't exactly
worked out like I planned.

Could you please
stop judging me?

I'm not judging --
You are,

like you used to do.

I never --
You did.

I don't need it now.

Can you help me or not?

MR. MORGAN:
We'd been fighting a lot.

I told her
I wanted a divorce.

What were you
fighting about?

Oh, you name it.

We basically reached the
point...

we didn't like each other.
The marriage was over.

There was nothing left
but hate.

I'd like to turn to
August 10th of this year.

Do you remember that day?

Yes. That was the day
she tried to kill me.

Objection.

Sustained.

What happened on that day,
Mr. Morgan?

Well, we had just got back
from grocery shopping --

which, by the way,
I was a little suspicious.

She never asked me to go
shopping with her before.

But on this day,
she needs me.

And when we got home,

the garage door opener,
it wasn't working.

So, she said I should have to
get out of the car

and open the door.

You offered to do it.

Mrs. Morgan,
you don't speak here.

Continue, sir.

So, I got out of the car,

stepped in front of it
to open the garage door,

I opened the garage door,

and at this point,

she just gunned
the accelerator

and ran me over.

It's a miracle I lived.

God didn't want you.
That's the only reason.

Louise.
Mrs. Morgan.

One second, your honor.

This will be played
for the jury.

They will see and hear
everything you say,

so be quiet.

All right.

Did you see the vehicle
come at you?

Yes, and I saw her face.

Can you describe
her face?

She had a look
of determination.

It was willful.

I could see this
was no stuck accelerator.

She knew what see was doing.

How can you be sure?

I've known her for 35 years.

I can read her face.

She meant to run me over.

Your wife contends
it was an accident.

It was no accident.

She tried to kill me.

I know it as well
as she does.

How sick is this man?

Very. His heart is weak.
His left ventricle --

I'll kill him.

All right.

Your honor,
every defendant

is entitled to confront
his or her accuser.

Gee, I never knew that.
You're such a gift.

My point is if
I cross-examine him tough,

which I'll have to do
after that testimony,

I'll kill him.

You're not that good,
Ellenor.

Would you get back?

If I mistake you
for a gnat,

I might swat.

I want that on record.

Your honor, you have to admit
our hands are a little tied.

The doctor thinks
he's strong enough

to answer your questions.

I am not going
to lob softballs.

This is a murder trial.

You can cross-examine him

without being
overly aggressive.

I shouldn't have to.
My client has rights.

Oh, stop with the lectures.

I have a duty to go hard.

Even if it induces
a coronary,

I have to protect
the interests

of my client.

Sick, grotesque.

Look, I am not trying

to compromise
this man's health,

but I won't compromise
Louise Morgan's, either.

That testimony was damaging.

So, what are you
going to do?
Get away!

Don't you ever push me!

JUDGE: Hey, I've about had it
with all of you!

Knock it off now! Hey!

Can this man withstand
more questioning?

Perhaps, but I don't
want him agitated.
You mean like him?

JUDGE: Eugene.
Oh, funny.

And he needs
to rest first.

Okay, we will resume
back here at 3:00.

What am I going to do?

You got to cross him,
Ellenor.

His health
can't be an issue.

Like you say, we got
to protect Louise.

Great.

Look, maybe I should take over.

I'm fine.

Look, Richard,
if you pushed Eugene,

that tells me you have
some judgment problems.

He'd squish you
like a bug.

I can handle myself.

Why are you personalizing
this so much?

Is it because Bobby
called you a pipsqueak?

They laughed at us
when Raymond Oz went free.

No, they didn't.

They did, Helen.

That old fart
was a murderer,

and they helped him get off.

Now they've got another one,
and they know it.

The woman
mowed down her husband.

Who's kidding who?

They're defense attorneys.

Most of their clients
will be guilty.

There's a difference between
giving every defendant

a zealous defense
and distorting the system.

That's not what the framers
had in mind.

If you start quoting
The constitution
isn't designed

the founding fathers again,
to secure the freedom
of murderers.

I'm going to leave.
You know what I mean.

Ellenor, she'll
cross-examine that guy

into having a heart attack

if a coronary will keep
his testimony out.

She won't blink half an eye.
She'll just do it.

They're not evil people.

Yes, they are.

Richard, for three years
I've been telling you

what would happen

if you personalize
your trials.

What did I say?

I'd lose my hair.

You're a great D. A.,

but you got to keep
an even keel.

Helen,
can I ask you something?

Sure.

Will you have dinner
with me tonight?

Oh, God, no.

Nice. Just forget
I ever lived. Get out.

I didn't mean...

I just meant
I don't ever want to eat

with any fellow D. A.'s.

Never mind.

No. Sure, let's have dinner.
Let's do it.

Don't patronize me, Helen.
I don't like --

Richard, I am saying yes.
You've got a window here.

Federal and State law

prohibit the sale
of any organs --

We're not talking
about organs.

An egg is not --

The same
principle applies.

The law doesn't say that.

But maybe it should.

Just as we prohibit the sale
of livers and organs --

JIMMY: We could do that, judge,

but then you'd have to
cut off the sale of sperm.

That's going on.

I would agree.
We should shut that down.

You know, It's one thing
to donate an egg or semen

out of charity or altruism,

but It's quite another
to do so for profit.

He's in here arguing
what the law should be.

That's not a court's job.

The judge is supposed to rule
on what the law is.

He wants it changed,
let him go to congress.

But what the law says today,

It's okay for a woman
to sell her eggs,

and this distinction
between altruism and profit --

forgive my language,
that's just crap.

Profit saves lives.

The drug companies
aren't out there

developing vaccines
because of altruism.

It's about patents
and profit.

This isn't
about drug vaccines.

It shouldn't be
about hypocrisy, either.

Everything that happens
in business,

and much of the stuff
that goes on in medicine,

It's got to do with money.

So, don't be coming down
on my client

because she's looking
for financial gain.

JIMMY: She's acting
inside the boundaries

of the law.

She made a contract
with that man

inside the boundaries,
he breached it,

and she's come
to a court of law

for the remedy
she's entitled to.

How long before he rules?

Shouldn't take too long.

I'm on beeper,
so as soon as I hear...

Hey, thank you, Jimmy.

I really appreciate it.

Okay.

You don't approve,
do you?

No. I hope it didn't show
in there, but...

I don't think women

should be selling off
their reproductive eggs.

I think it goes against God.

Hmm.

Still religious, huh?

Not too,
but on some things...

You seeing anyone?

Well...

sort of, yeah.

Figures.

Most of the good ones are.

Susan, you and I...

we already crossed
that bridge.

You threw me over.

Well, I was what, 23?

Priorities change.

Are you going
to get married?

It ain't that serious.

Well, don't wait
too long, Jimmy.

Yeah. Listen, I'll call
as soon as I hear.

Okay. Thanks.

You said you were suspicious

when your wife asked you
to go shopping.

Had you never shopped
with her before?

Oh, a few times,
but certainly not enough --

So you had, then.

When you said never,
that was a mistake.

More like an overstatement.

It was just not a usual thing
for me to shop with her.

And when you got home,

you got out of the car
to open up the garage door.

Yes.

And then you moved
in front of the car?
Yes.

And how many feet

in front of the car
were you standing?

3 feet maybe.
3 feet.

And when you opened up
the garage door,

the car suddenly
came at you?

Yes.
Fast or slow?

It just sprang at me.

It lurched forward
and ran me over.

How many seconds did it take
to run you over?

A second,
maybe less.

It just exploded towards me.

She floored it?

Could you see the
floorboard of the car?

Of course not, but the way
that car sprang forward,

she had to have just gunned it.

Knocked you down
in less than a second?
Yes.

Half a second?
May be.

In that half-second,
you saw the car come at you?

Yes.

And in the remainder
of that half-second

when you weren't looking
at the car,

you saw your wife's face?

I saw it good.

For less
than a half a second.

I didn't time it,
but I saw it good.

You said you wanted
to divorce her, right?

Yes.

Didn't have any feelings
for her anymore besides hate,

Wasn't that your testimony?
Pretty much.

And since you've developed
this heart condition,

you've been gifting away

as much of your estate
as possible.

You've even told friends that,
right, Mr. Morgan?

Keep it away
from Uncle Sam.

And your wife.
Didn't you tell some friends

You don't want her
to get it?
RONALD: So?

In fact,
the one thing you hated

about the prospect
of divorce

was that she'd get half,
right?

Which she didn't deserve.

But if you could get her
convicted of attempted murder,

that would surely
disqualify her, wouldn't it?

This isn't something
I hatched up.

It's exactly that.

Objection.
Sustained.

When the police

and the paramedics
first arrived,

you said nothing about her
trying to kill you,

did you, Mr. Morgan?

I first didn't believe it.

Didn't tell
the police anything

about her face then,
did you?

I was half dead.

And then it came to you

like a million-dollar
brainstorm.

Objection.
Sustained.

This is a way of getting even,
isn't it, Mr. Morgan?

Get her convicted
of attempted murder...

Argumentative.
Counsel.

Disqualifying her
from everything.

Yes, I ran myself over!

This was an accident
and ruled an accident

until you came up
with the idea

about the expression
on her face,

which you thought of later,

based on a glimpse of less
than half a second.

She's badgering the witness.
No, I'm cross-examining.

How is it
that you didn't know

she tried to kill you
right after the accident

but that you came
to know it later, sir?

What happened
since the accident --

I figured it out.

Well, what happened
since the accident

that allowed you
to figure it out?

I put 2 and 2 together.

Oh, so it wasn't
the expression on her face.

Yes, it was!

Did hate color
your figuring, sir?

Did money color it?

Oh, great!
He's coding!

Let's get out
of their way!

Get the crash cart here stat!

Clear the way!

Mr. Morgan, this could be
your last chance.
Doctor! Get away!

Did she try to kill you?

If yes,
squeeze the doctor's hands.

Will someone get
this man out of here?

Mr. Morgan --

get this man away from here!

Atropine!

That was despicable,
even for you!

What the hell was that,

the squeeze of the hand,
last chance bit?

What the hell was that?

Shut up, both of you!

DOCTOR: He's in asystole.

Continue CPR.
I'm giving an amp of bycarb.

How long since the last epi?

Is he okay?

Not really. He's dead.

Dead?

His heart gave out.

I'd offer condolences

if I thought
any of you cared.

You killed him.

REBECCA: Dead?

That's what she said.
What happened?

Ellenor cross-examined
a man to death.

LINDSAY: Excuse me?
All right.

So, what's going to happen
with the trial?

They don't know.

They're conferencing
in Kittleson's chambers.

If his testimony is out,
the trial is over.

He was the whole case.

I'm mindful every ethicist,

as well as the leaders
of all our infertility groups,

vent disgust at the prospect
of peddling eggs for cash.

But Mr. Berluti is right.

The law prohibits
selling human organs,

but there's nothing
illegal yet

about trafficking
sperm and eggs.

I find the contract
to be binding

and order the defendant
to pay costs plus interest.

Adjourned.

Thank you, Jimmy.

Congratulations,
I guess.

Look, I know It's not much
money, but the principle --

Susan, if you're talking
about this case,

I'd tell people
it was about money.

Saying it's about
principle --

you're selling your eggs.

Can I talk to you
in private somewhere?

(door opens)

Know why
we broke up, Jimmy?

It's coming back to me.

It's because you were
always putting me down.

You were always
finding fault.

You were always telling me
Oh, come on. I didn't
put you down, Susan.

what I was doing wrong
That had nothing
to do with --

and never
letting me talk.

You don't like the idea
of a woman selling her eggs.

You don't like the idea

of a woman
having an abortion.

You've got a lot
of likes or dislikes

that you're entitled to,

but none of them
render you more principled.

You want to know
what principle is, Jimmy?

Yeah.
Why don't you tell me?

It's recognizing
responsibility.

Principle is duty
to your children,

making sure that they are
fed and educated

with a decent home,
and you don't have the

slightest idea what that is.

Tell your kids how you pay
the rent. You're like a
prostitute, Susan.

What did you just say to me?

When you go
to work every day,

and you come into this room
with your clients,

do you call them
murderers to their faces?

Thieves,
child molesters?

I doubt it.

You quite likely show them
more respect than that.

Me, you call a prostitute.

You tell me, Jimmy,

why was it you were always
so much harder on me

than the rest
of the world?

I'd really like to know
what it was

Oh, please.
if you even have to ask,
That made me the brunt

of your anger.
I never --
that says something.

I loved you. That's why.

Do you still?

I don't know.

This other woman?

I don't know.

Well...

thank you again
for your services.

You obviously turned out
to be quite a good lawyer.

I'm sorry
I disappoint you.

You saw it yourself,
she all but murdered him.

What?
You're lucky I like you,
Ellenor --

I'm lucky you like me?!

Settle down. I'm sick
of these scream-fests.

One could make the argument
she deliberately tried

to induce
a fatal heart attack

to eliminate a chief
prosecutorial witness.

One could, but he'd be
a tiny little fool.

Hey!
All right, now I am
warning both of you.

Your honor, obviously
Mr. Morgan's testimony

has to be excluded.

Why?
Our client has to have
full opportunity

for cross-examination.

We were cut short.

Bogus.
I'm sorry?

If ever a witness were
fully cross-examined --

she killed him!
Mr. Bay!

I knew they would
try this. I knew it.

Oh, what?
Do you have crystal balls?

If only you had real --
ouch!
All right!

He kicked me! Did you see that?
He just kicked me!

That just cost you $500.

The next insult
goes for $1,000.

EUGENE: Your honor.

Yes?

Even if you find
we were afforded

full opportunity
for cross-examination,

what happened?

The man had a heart attack.

The danger of Miss Frutt
coming off unsympathetic --

It's too prejudicial.

I didn't say anything.
I didn't kick anybody.

With all due respect,
he has clearly lost his mind.

With all due respect,
that just cost you $1,000.

May I speak?

You may speak.
Do not kick.

Do not stomp.
Do not even move your legs.

Even if you were inclined

to exclude
Mr. Morgan's testimony

on the grounds
their cross was cut short --

a decision which would border
on judicial misconduct --

we could, nevertheless,
still introduce

Mr. Morgan's statement
that his wife Louise

tried to kill him.

Why?
How?

As Mr. Morgan was suffering
his fatal coronary,

I asked him that question.

He answered yes,

an answer which would qualify
as a dying declaration

which need not be subject
to cross-examination

in order to be admissible.

Is that why
you did that --

asked him to squeeze
the doctor's hand?

And you're calling me
despicable?

Counsel.
These attacks
are outrageous.

The witness
was stroking out,

and he asked a question
to qualify a dying declaration.

And It's the defense attorneys
that are called scum?

Your honor, "scum"
should cost her $2,000.

Well, let me know
when it costs $20,000,

you vile, disgusting,
repulsive little cockroach!

You are a desperate
person, Ellenor.
You grab a dying man to go

for the big win...
I bet George Vogelman has
a brother. Give him a call.

Go to Cabo, huh?
And then you lecture me
about the nobility of law,

you vicious little peanut!
Hey!

Why do you hate me so?

Why do I hate you?

Richard, you're the one
who starts it.

I'm just standing up
for myself.
All right, all right,

you guys are the ones
who are the bullies.
All right, all right,

I don't even know
why I'm here.

You're here to keep them
from killing each other.

I am editing the videotaped
deposition personally.

I will admit those parts
where I feel

you have had ample cross.

We go to court tomorrow

and we will try
the rest of it.

Any of this nonsense
goes on in my courtroom

I will be sending you
to the bar

with my recommendation
for a 60-day suspension.

Let them out.

Good.

I have a date.

Did you love her?
I used to.

And some of those feelings
came back?

I don't know.

It's like I realize

I looked at her like maybe
she could have been

the mother
of my children,

so, I held her up
to higher standards.

And it made me think.

When I see Roberta,

I don't look
at her that way --

as the mother
of my kids or --

she's got no eggs
left to sell.

That ain't funny.

But there is some truth
to it, Jimmy.

You want a family one day,

and maybe you don't
see that with Roberta,

but you can see it
with Susan.

Susan's not
in the picture.

I'm not?

Am I really
out of the picture?

Well, y-you think --

you want to --

I --

He mumbles
when he's smitten.

Lucy.
Lucy.

How about
I take you to dinner?

Well, before I do
anything like that,

I got some ends
that I got to clean up

with somebody else.

So, I'm assuming
they'll put their client up,

and then
we'll pretty much close.

I mean,
It's a short trial.

Great. Then we can get
some counseling?

Helen, she did
knowingly cross-examine

a man with a weak heart.

I don't want to hear
about it anymore.

You used up
your whole date

talking about a case,
Richard.

Does that mean
I'm not getting another one?

Well, I can't say
I had the greatest time,

considering
all through dinner

you slammed my roommate.

Oh, you should have heard

the way that
she went after this guy.

You kicked her twice.

You even took
a run at Eugene.

What, do you have
some sort of a death wish?

Maybe.

What? Tell me.

Part of me --

I think I do want
to get into a fight,

a fistfight.

You ever bother
to ask yourself why?

I was captain
of the debate team

growing up,

president
of the chess club,

3-time state spelling bee
champion,

but on the playground,

I-I just...got picked on.

I would love
to get into a fight.

Well, I think you should
see somebody about that,

but in the meantime,

if you are going
to take runs,

taking one at Eugene
isn't smart --

or even Ellenor,
for that matter.

Yeah.

Well, I'd better go work on
my closing argument.

Can we go out
one more time?

I promise
not to slam roommates.

Another chance?

Sure.

Good night.

Good night.

I go for you --

the whole package.

Why wouldn't
the garage clicker work?

I don't know. Maybe
the batteries were too low.

It often didn't work.

So, your husband
opened the garage door...

and I went to inch forward,
and the car lurched.

I went for the brakes,

and I hit the accelerator
by mistake,

and I ran
right over Ronald.

It was an accident.

Of course
it was an accident.

Well, Mrs. Morgan,

it has become known
to many people

that you and your husband
had become very estranged.

Many husbands and wives
become estranged.

That doesn't mean that they
try to kill each other.

The ones who do --

we usually see them charged
with attempted murder.

ELLENOR and EUGENE:
Objection.

Sustained.

Mrs. Morgan, you said
you hit the accelerator

to inch forward when the car
just suddenly lurched.

Yes.

Your husband was what,
2, 3 feet in front of you?

Yes.

Why was your foot hitting
the accelerator at all

with a man standing 2 to 3 feet
in front of the car?

Because I was inching.

Inching into a lurch.

Objection.
Objection.
Sustained.

You ever have
the car checked out?

Yes.

No.
Did they find any cause
why it would lurch?

Did you sue
the auto maker?

Did I sue
the auto maker?
Yes,

a car lurches, causing you to
run over you husband..

I-I think you'd find that
annoying.

Objection!
Objection!

Withdrawn. Do you still
drive this car?

Yes.

After what happened?

Aren't you afraid
it'll happen again?

The main error
was human error

when I hit the accelerator
hard going for the brake.

She hit the accelerator hard
going for the brake

with a man she hated standing
2 feet in front of the car.

He dies,
she inherits everything.

They divorce,
she gets half.

None of us were there.

Who are we to say

it couldn't have been
an accident?

None of us has ever had
a car lurch.

None of us has ever

inadvertently hit
the accelerator

while going for the brake.

None of us has ever
driven a car

over somebody we hated
and inherited $2 million.

You listened to the testimony
of the victim.

He saw her face.

He read that face --

a face that he had been
reading for over 30 years.

She was gunning for him.
She was trying to kill him.

A face he saw for a fraction
of a fraction of a second.

That's their case,
ladies and gentlemen --

a look for a fraction
of a fraction of a second

while a car
is coming at you.

How reliable is that?

Are you going to tell me

reasonable doubt
can be overcome

by a fraction
of a fraction of a second?

(door knocking)

Hey, what's this I hear

about you brokering eggs
on the internet?

Funny. How's it going?

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.
I just stopped by.

Oh, I can always tell

when something's the matter
with you, Jimmy.

Your forehead beads up.

This is kind of hard
for me to say.

Well, why don't you just say it?

Okay. I like a lot of things
about our relationship,

but there' some stuff
I find wanting.

You find wanting?

What do you find
wanting, Jimmy?

Well, I want to have
a family one day...soon,

and I think I'm just
kidding myself thinking

that you and I
could go that way.

Mmm.

You came in here
to end our relationship?

Well...yes.

I'm 37. I got to
take stock of what I am,

where I'm going,

take control
of my life's direction.

You think
you know yourself?

You don't know yourself.

I know you, Jimmy,

and trust me
when I tell you

you'll be coming back.

It might take two months,
maybe three,

but you'll be back.

You want to know why?

No.

Yeah.

Because of your mother
and father.

You were raised
as a strict catholic.

You grew up
sexually repressed,

and what you're going
to be looking for in a woman

more than anything else

is a woman
who liberates you sexually,

who makes you feel sexual.

Do you really think

that you can be
with just anybody

what you are with me?

The best sex
you have ever had --

will ever have --
you'll get it right here,

nowhere even close.

And whether you want

to admit that
to yourself or not,

it's important to you.

(door knocking)

Jury's back.

Will the defendant
please rise?

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, your honor.

What say you?

Commonwealth
vs Louise Morgan

on the charge
of attempted murder --

we find the defendant
Louise Morgan

not guilty.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

ROBERTA:
The jury is dismissed

with the thanks
of the court.

We're adjourned.
Thank you.

[ bangs gavel ]

Oh, thank you.

You know, I'm still having
trouble with my garage door.

Maybe you can be there
to open it when I get home.

All right, Louise.

It's stacked
against us sometimes.

Little old ladies.

Forget it.

I want to run
every member of that jury

through the computer.

If there's
an outstanding ticket,

I'm going to impound
their cars.

Come on.
I'll take you to lunch.

I mean it, Helen.

Let's go.

You know, this morning
I was sorry I kicked Ellenor.

Now I'm not.
I'm glad I kicked her.

Okay.

I mean it.

The next time she tries
anything like that again...

Susan.

Hey, am I early?

No. I -- no.

Okay. I made a reservation
at Tigerlilies.

Have you ever been?

No. Susan, uh...

my unfinished business --
It's still unfinished.

Okay. Does that
preclude lunch?

Well, the thing is...

I don't think
I want to finish it.

I'm...

I'm still involved.

Oh.

Well...uh...

you know how terrific
I think you are --

Jimmy, don't insult me
by putting a ribbon --

I get it.

Better I get it now than
after I went down a path.

This is what I'm thinking.

Well, again, as my lawyer.

Yeah.

Bye, Jimmy.

Bye.

I'm heading down.
I'll see you out.

Okay.

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