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[Kenny] Harry Connick Jr.?

[Max] Yeah. He has insights,
you know?

His music probes the
subtleties of romance.

You’re in love with
this guy, aren’t you?

Have you ever listened
to Harry Connick?

I don’t mean him,
I mean Danny Shreve, you’re in love.

I’m talking about the singer,
what has Danny have to--

You’re talking about the subtleties
of romance and getting probed.

You know, why can’t we ever
have a simple conversation without you--

- Hey, we got a weaver.
- [tires screeching]

- Run the plates. Let’s check it out.
- [siren blaring]

May I see your license
and registration, please, ma’am?

Are you gonna arrest me?

Well, the double line in the middle
of the road is there for a reason.

It’s all because
Harriet Emmons

refused to have
an amniocentesis.

Excuse me.

Harriet Emmons, it’s her
baby shower tonight but--

And she’s at least 35, which of course
means she should have had it.

And amnio, I mean--

And I did have a couple
of extra glasses

of some very pedestrian chardonnay.

- Are you?
- Am I what?

Gonna arrest me?
Because I live

right round the corner,
three doors down on the right--

And, really, all I need
to do is just...

just go home and make myself
a nice cup of coffee and--

I’m perfectly fine.

Tell you what...

you pull this thing right up to your curb
and I’ll follow you.

- Now you go right home.
- I will. Thank you.

No problem with the tags.
What’s going on with her?

Sort of a buzz. She’s just
up the block, I let her go.

- You must be in love, Max.
- [horn blaring]

[vehicle crashing]

[dogs barking]

[theme music playing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Okay, we’re gonna
get you out of here.

[straining] I can’t move.

My partner and I, we’re gonna
take care of it, all right?

- [groaning]
- Oh, God, I didn’t see him.

I looked both ways,
there was nobody there.

- Just stay away, please!
- [crying] Oh, God!

Kenny, we’re gonna
need the jaws.

I’m on it.

Oh, my God, get
him out of there.

- How can he breathe like--
- No, don’t touch him. We don’t know what’s wrong.

- But he might die, you have to do--
- Stop it!

- Get away!
- You gotta do something!

- He cannot be moved!
- Get him out of there!

Stop it! Stop it!

Now just walk away from here.

Go in your house, go sit in your kitchen,
and let me do my job!

- [man] Help me!
- Now, do it!

I’ve got an injury collision
at Taylor and Runyon Way.

I need paramedics
and a power unit with cutters, now!

[telephone ringing]

- Douglas Wambaugh speaking.
- [Elaine] This is Elaine.

- Yes.
- [speaking indistinctly]

Hold on, you’ll
have to talk slower.

I didn’t see him.

I stopped first but
I didn’t see anything.

And... and I had
had some wine.

- Are you at home now? - Yes.

Yes, they told me
to go inside, but...

[sirens blaring]

[crying] ...they can’t
get him out of the car.

He might be dead!

Elaine, listen to me,
you seem very upset.

Do you have any Scotch
in your house?

I don’t want any Scotch!

For God’s sake,
haven’t you heard anything I said?

I heard every word and
I want you to hear mine.

I can’t have a productive
conversation with you

while you’re in
an agitated state.

I’m telling you
as your lawyer...

pour yourself six ounces
of Scotch immediately and drink it.

- [sobbing]
- Do it!

[indistinct conversations]

[Jill] I want his neck
completely immobilized.

Do you hear me?
You don’t move him.

- Don’t you worry, we won’t.
- [saw whirring]

David, can you hear me?

I can’t feel anything.

Don’t try to move anything.

Can you feel me
touching your hand?

[crying] No!

Okay, your breathing’s okay.

Okay, David, we’re gonna
get you out of here.

You’re gonna be just fine.
We’ll get you out of here.

Get a backboard ready!

I barely got back into the car when
we heard the crash. I did not even see it!

- Jill thinks his neck is broken.
- Oh, God!

Where’s the driver for the
car? Where’s the driver?

- She’s in the house, she’s okay.
- Where? What house, what house?

- She lives there.
- Max, are you okay?

I heard it on the scanner,
I came as soon as I could.

Max! Deputy!
I got a job to do.

Kenny, take charge here.
Excuse us, please.

- [whirring]
- [men] One, two, three!

What are you doing here?

A client calls, I go.
I’m full service.

Elaine, we’re gonna have to
take you down to the station.

- Why?
- What for?

DUI. I want to give her
a breathalyzer plus a blood test.

She had unknown quantities
of Scotch since the accident.

A test would only
tell her condition now.

Not what it was
when she was driving.

Did you instruct her
to drink that?

I would like to respond
to such an accusation--

But if I would reveal
anything I said to her...

it would be a waiver of
attorney-client privilege.

You son of a bitch!

She admitted she had been
drinking wine, Jimmy.

[Wambaugh] So she had
a little wine?

Certainly not enough
to become inebriated.

Otherwise you wouldn’t
have let her drive.

- Right, Maxine?
- [sirens blaring]

[Max] I’m to blame.

I let her drive drunk.

- Max.
- [sighs]

A man is paralyzed
because of me.

You gotta calm down.

Don’t tell me to calm down.

The man couldn’t move!

Couldn’t move. [sighs]

Possible swelling
on the cord.

Max, I told you,

it could all be fine
by morning.

And if it’s not?
If he’s--

- Oh, God!
- I know.

- [sniffles]
- I know.

[doorbell rings]

- Hi.
- I was in the neighborhood.

[Max] You didn’t have to.

- Hey, Kenny.
- Hi.

You sure you’re okay?

[softly] I don’t know.

Judgment call, Max.
It happens.

Honey, excuse us
a minute, okay?

Okay.

Kenny, I don’t think this
is a good idea right now.

What?

She’s experienced a lot
of emotional trauma.

Well, I know, that’s
why I came--

Your instinct to reach
out is laudable, it is.

- But it doesn’t help, Max.
- It doesn’t?

Honey, uh, why don’t
you go lie down?

I’ll be in a little later.

Okay. Bye, Kenny.
Thanks for coming.

Sure, no problem.

Try to understand,
she’s doubting herself.

Her judgment. Your presence,
while very thoughtful,

is actually negative support.

Negative support?

It tells her that you don’t
think she can handle herself.

On the job-- At home.

Kenny, if you really wanna
help shore Max up...

...leave her alone.

Let her know that you really believe
in her own personal strength.

- Well, if you say so.
- I do.

You’re the doctor.

[chuckles]

- Good night.
- Night.

And, uh... thanks.

- I wanna nail Wambaugh.
- We can’t nail Wambaugh!

Obstruction of justice?
The man advised the woman to...

We don’t know
what he told her.

And attorney-client
privilege protects--

He crossed a line!
Even for a lawyer.

Sheriff,
don’t waste your time.

Let’s just concentrate
on getting the woman.

How can we? We got no breathalyzer,
we got no field sobriety test,

She admitted
drinking the wine.

You observed
the erratic driving,

Max detected
the slurred speech.

It’s tough but we can
make a case.

We can!

[Rachel] But do you
really want to?

We have a man sitting
in the hospital, paralyzed...

If we publicly say that your deputy knew
the woman was drunk

and still let her drive...

we’d guarantee a multi-million dollar
judgment against this town.

You called me in here
to fend off a lawsuit?

I don’t have to tell you what these flubs
have done to our economy.

I’m leaving.

Do you want my job, Jimmy?

I mean, if you do,
just say the word, I’ll hand it over.

I don’t want to be
mayor, Rachel.

And I don’t want you
to be Sheriff.

The truth is,
I can’t succeed without you.

You’re more popular,
you’re more central to people’s lives...

I can’t win without you
at and by my side.

I also know that you have
little problem with...

...women in power.

I beg your pardon.

Well, Jill’s one of
my best friends.

And she’s told me that you get threatened
by her career sometimes.

Well, come on, Jimmy, you and I both know
she makes more money than you.

She told you that?

Well, it’s just girl talk.

I’m not gonna repeat
it to anybody.

Uh-huh.

Uh... what else
did she tell you?

Nothing, that’s it.

We did not talk about sex.

- She knew, you told--
- Told her what?

That your career success
inhibits my sex drive.

- Oh, no, I never told her that.
- Now I, wait a minute--

- Honey, I have never...
- I could tell that she knew.

... complained to Rachel
or anyone else...

- ...about your sex drive!
- You talked to her, I could tell.

Jimmy. Honey.

You know that in 15 years,

I have been a very,
very satisfied woman.

Hmm? Very.

- You know that.
- Yeah, but...

lately, you know...

I haven’t been too great.

Well...

Why do you think that is?

Maybe because suddenly you
have a woman for a boss?

- Hmm?
- Oh! [scoffs]

- That’s ridiculous!
- Mmm, maybe it is, maybe it isn’t.

You’re protesting
loudly enough.

I mean, you think that
Hillary Clinton is too visible,

you think Janet Reno
is too strident,

Ruth Bader Ginsburg,
you don’t quite trust.

[inhales] Maybe you do have
a problem with women in power.

[bailiff] Case number 42111,
People vs. Elaine Forbes.

Douglas Wambaugh for the
defendant, Your Honor.

And may I say for the record that I’m appearing
before you today with a heavy heart.

Why?

He’s asking me why.

We had a terrible accident
last night.

David Beale was injured
quite critically by my client,

who of course, was quite
emotionally devastated herself.

And just because she tried to calm herself
down with a small amount of whiskey,

the prosecution
sees fit to arrest.

[all gasp, mumble]

- That is it!
- Hey!

You know what, Judge?
You can lock me up.

I have practiced law in Milwaukee,
Madison, and before that, Chicago.

And I’ve come up against a lot
of attorneys who’ve disgraced the Bar.

But I want it on the record, if it is last
official statement I ever make...

that this man
vilifies the profession.

What he did last night
was an atrocity.

- May I speak?
- [both] No!

You’re always speaking.
I’m gonna speak now.

This woman was under the influence
at the time of the wreck.

But before the police could give
her a breathalyzer or a sobriety test,

she called him and he counseled her into
drinking, after the fact!

Why? To give her a defense
against the breathalyzer

which he knew she would fail.

It’s the equivalent of directing
a client to bury evidence.

It’s unethical. It’s illegal.

And this man should
be thrown in jail!

Your honor, he’s just saying
that because I’m white.

He hates white Jews.

- What?
- [Judge Bone] Shut up!

Did you tell
your client to drink?

Well, she was upset,

so I suggested that she take a cocktail
to calm herself down.

How was I to know that they
planned to arrest her?

I mean, if she was a suspect,
why did they let her go?

What evidence
do you have on the DUI?

Testimony of Officer Stewart.

- Probable cause hearing tomorrow.
- [bangs gavel]

Wambaugh, in my chambers.

Alone!

I can’t move it.

Nothing.
[sniffles] Zip.

But you can feel this
which is good.

That’s very good.

As soon as we get
these tests,

we’ll have a better idea
of your prognosis.

All right, let’s go.

- Ah, the floor nurse told me I’d find you here.
- Danny, I’m with a patient.

Hi, I’m Dr. Shreve.
How are you feeling?

Problem is... I’m not.

We’re on our way
down for tests.

[Danny] Well, I understand
it’s a C5 edema.

Which is actually
very good news.

You lay here and tell me
it’s good news.

I understand your pain,
I do...

- but try not to become a victim of your own anger as well.
- Danny?

There’s a connection between physical
recuperation and emotional health.

- I just thought that he should know--
- Okay, take him down!

All right, David, I’ll see you
later this afternoon, okay?

- What the hell is that all about?
- What?

You’re connected to Max.
It’s totally inappropriate to--

Actually, Max is
the reason I’m here.

She wanted to see Beale. I didn’t think
it was right given her emotional state

so I came in her stead.

Oh, so you’re still
diagnosing her?

[sighs] Just... listening.

- Caring.
- Controlling.

Actually, the fact that she’s not here
speaks volumes about your control,

your systematic abuse of her.

- Are you serious?
- The Max that I know wouldn’t have screwed up last night,

the Max that I know
would have been here today

telling that man face-to-face

that she was responsible
and she was sorry.

I’m curious that you’re
so invested in Max’s failing.

Danny, why are you listening
on a police scanner?

[scoffs] Because I care
about her safety. What’s wrong with that?

I care about Jimmy’s but I
don’t track him all over town.

Jill, we fell in love,
I mean...

Maybe it has made me overprotective.

Why does that
bother you so much?

Love doesn’t bother me,
authority rape does.

Watch yourself, Jill.

I’m watching you, Danny.

You aroused that girl’s
deepest emotions in therapy,

induced their transference
onto yourself,

and then you exploited them--
I’m watching you.

All right, my robe is off.

This is just between us.

You told your client to drink.

I told her to have some
Scotch to calm herself.

I was concerned
for her health.

Have you no shame whatsoever?

You know, you get to put on
that robe everyday,

you walk around town with people
addressing you as "Your Honor"...

I’m just a defense
attorney, scum.

That’s your answer?

- That you’re scum?
- You’re damn right.

My clients want me
to save their lives...

then they pay the bill
and forget they even met me.

Don’t you tell me about shame.

You can help your clients
and still conduct yourself with dignity.

The best lawyers lend a little
integrity to their clients.

Integrity is nothing
without acquittal.

I have never seen
a proud man imprisoned.

You know something, Doug?

Despite all your grandiosity...

I’ve never seen
a proud man in you.

The problem is you do win
most of the time.

I hope to God the
youth in this town

don’t confuse you
for a role model.

You have no right to
talk to me like that.

I don’t have to sit here
and be punished.

If I wanted to punish you...

I’d hold up a mirror.

Get out.

[door closes]

- He’s not paralyzed?
- He has feeling.

He’ll probably be in a
wheelchair for about a year or so.

But he’ll recover.

- [sighs] Oh, thank God!
- [chuckles]

Thank you, God.

- [sighs]
- Now let’s just take care of you.

[sighs]

Everybody’s been
so good to me.

Better than I deserve...

...considering.

Actually, Maxine...

people haven’t been
good to you.

What do you mean?

Well, this may not be
the right time...

but I think blamed too much
of your troubles on your father...

when in truth, a good part
of the ridicule you face--

Maybe even a lion share
comes from the people you work with.

Like who?

Jimmy Brock for one.

You’ve known that,
treating you like a daughter.

But even Kenny, too.
He thinks of you as weak.

[nervous chuckles] No.

Kenny and I are pretty good.

We’ve always been equals.

He showed up here last night

because he felt
you couldn’t cope.

Now it’s possible when you
perceive yourself through his eyes

you feel weak.

I don’t know, Danny.

I’m not gonna
lie to you, Max...

I feel very threatened
by your friends.

I feel they don’t approve.

You know,
because I was your therapist.

I’m afraid they’re gonna
try to sabotage what’s between us.

They won’t do that.

Jill already is.

She blasted me today.

You should’ve heard
some of the things she said to me.

Like what?

Basically, she thinks
you’re emotionally unstable

and I’m the predator shrink.

God... if I can’t trust them.

Don’t start
condemning them, Max.

They are still your friends.
They care very much about you.

We just have to keep remembering
where all this comes from.

I guess.

We love each other.

In the end,
that is all that matters.

Take care.

Uh-huh, you’re looking well.

My father always told me "keep your head
your head screwed on straight."

If I had a contraption
like that,

maybe I could have done it.

- I’m Douglas Wambaugh.
- I know who you are.

You’re defending the woman
who did this to me.

Well, it’s a job.

It keeps me off the streets--
Which is good.

I could have been the one
she plowed into. [chuckles]

Do you think you’re funny?

It’ll be a year
before I walk again. I almost died!

You tell your client to
drink so she can walk free,

and now you come in here
and laugh like this is all fun?

[sighs] Do I look like
I’m having fun, Mr. Wambaugh?

You may choose
not to believe me...

but I came in here to see
if you’re all right...

if I could help.

Thanks... but I think
you’ve done enough.

Courtesy? I asked you not to
make an arrest and you do so anyway.

Well, that’s certainly your prerogative,
but as a matter of courtesy,

you could have informed
me of your decision.

I assumed Jill would tell you.

I will not accept you holding
me up to ridicule, Jimmy.

Rachel... you’re getting off
on a very wrong foot here.

I don’t mean to butt in here but since
you’re doing this in public...

Deputy?

Insubordination, I know,
I should keep my mouth shut.

But the town’s going
bankrupt, Jimmy.

She could be our best shot
at economic recovery.

You wanna shoot
her down? Fine.

But at least give her
a chance, first.

And, Rachel, a cover-up?

It won’t save the town
from a lawsuit,

it’ll just make things worse.

All they’ve got
is a negligence claim.

It’s not nearly
as big as you think.

The woman lived
three houses away.

She wasn’t drop-dead drunk.

Max made a judgment call.

Maybe negligent, maybe not.

- Definitely--
- Will you cut it out?

- Cut what out?
- I do not need you validating me?

Excuse me?

You don’t even know
that you do it

but every time you feel
the need to stick up for me,

it’s just more about you saying
that I need your help.

- [Kenny] I don’t do that!
- What is she talking about?

- [Max] You do do it.
- All right!

I don’t need a relationship
on these terms, Kenny.

- [Kenny] What is it with you?
- These two have a relationship?

- [Kenny] No, we don’t.
- They have the hots for each other.

- [both] Ginny?
- I know sexual chemistry when I see it.

- [phone ringing]
- Answer your phone, Ginny.

Fine! Shoot the messenger.

- What is with you?
- Nothing’s with me.

Leave me alone.

I can’t leave you alone.

In my mind,
you need protection.

What gives you the right?

If I saw a child running
into ongoing traffic,

I’d go to the rescue
whether or not I have the right.

- I’m not a child.
- In this, I think you are.

Max, his abuse of power
has been systematic.

From the very beginning, he had
you calling him by his first name...

then he would hug you
after the session,

then he would tell you
little personal things about himself,

schedule your appointments at the end
of the day, walk you out to your car?

- The pattern--
- He told me you would do this.

Try and turn me against him.

[sighs]

And in doing so, did he
turn you against me?

Because that was his intent.

Look, Jill, you don’t
really know him.

So you don’t trust him,
I can accept that.

But for you to be this worried, all that
really means is that you don’t trust me!

I don’t think you’re
seeing clearly, that’s all!

Well, love is supposed
to be blind, remember?

Don’t you remember what it’s like to be
in love, Jill, or was that too long ago?

I don’t need to resort
to memory, Max,

because I’m still
in love with Jimmy.

And do you know what the
best part about it is?

It isn’t the least bit blind.

All I’m asking...

is to give me a chance
to work this through.

It’s my life.

Let it be my life.

Okay, photos of the accident
and police incident reports.

- Good.
- And I also found this article

in my mother’s
psychology books

about police officers
and trauma victims.

Could be good to attack
Max’s credibility.

Hmm, such preparation!

[scoffs] Like you say,
it’s the key to winning trials.

If I ever do become a lawyer
I want to be as successful as you.

Kimberly...

did I ever tell you
about my very first case?

Before I was married,
I was just out of law school--

I defended a prostitute,
Roberta Breech...

she was up on solicitation.

I won, she had no money...

so I took my fee in trade.

Why are you telling me this?

I just want you to
know what I am.

Don’t get me wrong...

I’ve been a faithful husband.

But as a lawyer...

that’s what I was
and what I still am.

So don’t you ever
set your standards by me.

We’re gonna be late for court.

You had opportunity to observe
the vehicle from behind?

Yes.

The car crossed
over the median line several times...

and was weaving
in an erratic manner.

We pulled the car over
and I approached,

having full opportunity
to observe the driver.

And do you see the driver
in this courtroom?

The defendant.

Upon questioning,
I detected glassy eyes,

slurred speech and
impaired motor control.

And I smelled alcohol
on her breath.

She admitted she had
been drinking wine.

And did you administer
a sobriety test?

No. I should have.

But since she lived
just three houses away,

I decided to let her
proceed to her home.

Now, as a trained officer, did you
form an opinion as to her condition?

Yes... I believed her to be
under the influence of alcohol.

[Littleton] Okay,
what happened then, Deputy?

I instructed her to proceed
the 70 yards to her house.

After I got back into my unit
and I looked up to see...

she had run through a stop
sign causing the accident.

Thank you, Officer Stewart.
That’s all I have.

It’s your testimony...

you think she was under
the influence of alcohol?

- Yes.
- You believe that, Maxine?

I do.

Okay, I... I have nothing.

Uh... I find probable cause.
This case is bound over.

Trial date, December 12.

- We’re adjourned.
- [bangs gavel]

John, can we meet?

You’ll plead guilty?

To a wet reckless,
a year suspended, no jail time.

You’ll plead guilty,
just like that?

Maxine is a credible witness,
we don’t wanna take the chance.

[whispering]

- What am I missing?
- Make the deal, quick.

Now, Mrs. Forbes, you understand that
you’ll be pleading guilty

to reckless driving
under the influence--

I understand.

I injured a person
quite seriously.

My lawyer has persuaded me...

I should accept
responsibility for my crime.

Okay, plea is accepted,
we’ll enter it into court this afternoon.

Fine. It’s done.

Busy?

- Actually, I am.
- Then I’ll make it short.

Stay out of my
relationship with Max.

I’m not in it.
I never have been.

That’s crap.

She thinks I’m the enemy
and it’s gotta be coming from you.

It couldn’t possibly be coming
from you, could it, Kenny?

- Listen here, doc--
- Don’t point your finger at me.

You’re brainwashing her.

One second you’re her boyfriend,
the next her therapist.

You’ve got her head
spinning everywhere.

Oh, but you keep the lines
much cleaner.

A partner who’s kissed her?

A partner who’s fantasied
about her while masturbating?

What did you just say?

I know the history.

I’ve learned quite a bit
inside this room.

You’ve thoughts towards her
that go far beyond the line of duty.

So if you wanna have
a frank discussion...

let’s first acknowledge
your own lack of objectivity.

I’m gonna tell you
one more time...

don’t ever talk
to her about me.

Afraid of what she might learn?

Oh, yes, I know a lot.

You’re a man with
a fetish for guns

who keeps trying to turn
Max into a conquest.

That tells me more than a little something
about your sense of masculinity.

[scoffs]

Maybe you should
spend a little time on my couch, Kenny.

Feel free to bring the twins.

- [grunts]
- [thuds]

Our 50 minutes are up.

[Max] He should be arrested.
It was assault.

I lost control.
I should see a shrink.

- You think you’re funny?
- All right, that’s enough.

You didn’t lose control.

It was just as
calculated as your

little grandstand
play this morning.

- What grandstand play?
- Sticking up for Rachel Harris.

How political was that?

You know she’ll have a say
in choosing an undersheriff.

Now that she sees
a strong ally in you--

Maxine!

Kenny, go.

- Did you see the way he came to her rescue?
- Stop it!

I don’t care how much in love
with Dr. Shreve you are.

Kenny’s right, I’m wrong.

I’m just the ditzy little
lovestruck damsel.

You put a drunk driver
back on the road.

You then instructed her
to go into the house.

Two mistakes I wouldn’t
expect a rookie to make.

Now Kenny has backed you up all along
and you’ve done nothing but attack him.

- [scoffs]
- Now look at me!

I’m losing confidence
in you, Deputy!

Kenny’s job is safe,
yours right now isn’t.

Now maybe you ought to discuss
that with your therapist.

So why are you
discussing it with me?

I heard you think
Jimmy has a problem

with women assuming
positions of power.

I might be a
victim of that too.

I don’t know... [sighs]

I do know that he is grooming
Kenny to be sheriff one day.

If you have a dispute
with Sheriff Brock,

you should be taking it
up with him, not with me.

I know.

What if it’s a conspiracy?

I don’t really believe that.

But what if he’s undermining
me so that I won’t have

a legitimate sex
discrimination case?

I think you’re
in trouble, Maxine.

It has nothing to do with
Jimmy Brock or Kenny.

Jimmy Brock is probably the most loyal
and honest man I’ve ever met.

So if you think he’s involved
or guilty of some kind of conspiracy...

I strongly suggest that
you start to question

some of the influences you’re
allowing into your life.

This isn’t about Danny Shreve.

If you think that,
you’re wrong.

Maybe.

But if you walked in here,

expecting me to help you make
Jimmy Brock the bad guy...

you’re more wrong.

I’m not suing Jimmy
or the Department,

that’s not going
to solve anything.

If you’re looking for
a true solution, Max...

you should quit.

Quit my job?

There’s a pattern of
castigation going on here

and I’m worried that the damages
might be irreparable.

I let a drunk driver go.
A man almost got killed.

Jimmy had every right
to castigate me.

Stop making excuses
for these people.

- What people?
- Jimmy. Jill. Kenny. The...

Their condescending
treatment of you, the constant--

I think you’re
misreading them.

It’s my job not to.

I thought you weren’t
my doctor anymore.

I can’t ignore what I see.

What they do.

These people that
you’re talking about are like my family.

Exactly. Like your father.

A family that systematically
squashes your spirit.

That tries to undermine
your self-esteem to the point that I--

Danny, you know what?

I think you and I
should take a break.

- From what?
- Everything.

Let’s just put a little space
between things and see--

Max... I don’t think
that’s a good idea.

If there was ever a time
that you need me, it’s right now.

Uh-huh... just the same,
I think I’d like to wing it for a while.

Max, sit.

I want my file sent over to me.

I will not lose you.

I’ll see you, Danny.

[door closes]

- You’re pleading guilty?
- Yes, Your Honor. I’m guilty.

You understand, Mrs. Forbes,

that a trial gives you
the chance of being found not guilty?

She understands and
she wants to do this.

- This goes on your record.
- [Wambaugh] She understands.

[smacks lips] Fine.
The plea is accepted.

One year suspended sentence,
see probation, then you’re free to go.

Oh, Your Honor, since the District
Attorney works for the County,

I wonder if he’d
accept, right here,

a service of process for
a lawsuit filed against the City of Rome?

- What lawsuit?
- Oh, I now represent David Beale,

the man that was injured
in the automobile accident.

This is the complaint
seeking damages.

- What?
- Hold on, you can’t represent him!

You’re defending
the woman who hit him.

- That case is finished.
- No, he can’t--

- You can’t do this.
- I am doing it.

This is a conflict of interest.

How are you gonna
a represent a man

who’s suing
your former client?

He’s not suing Mrs. Forbes.

He’s suing the City of Rome.

What have you cooked up now?

I brought Mrs. Forbes
and Mr. Beale together.

They waived the conflict.

Mrs. Forbes agreed
to plead guilty to drunk driving

if David agreed to
only sue the city.

- Are you kidding me?
- It’s win-win, Judge.

Elaine stays out of jail
and doesn’t get sued.

She agrees to testify at the civil trial
admitting that she was in fact drunk,

helping David win
the big fat judgment against the city.

I got Maxine’s statement
on the record

that she knew that Elaine was
drunk before she let her drive.

Things should
progress quickly.

Probably won’t even
need a trial.

Bailiff, get that man’s
ass in my chambers.

Now!

- [door slams]
- This time you went too far.

- Oh, thank you.
- Get that smile off your face.

I wanna bring charges
against him, Your Honor.

Oh, please, please!

If you wanna blow smoke,
here, take one of these.

- Damn you.
- [Littleton] He set us up!

He used the criminal process
to set up a civil trial.

- Now that is a direct violation--
- My client pleaded guilty.

There’s no abuse of process.

Let’s face it, Judge,
you can’t get me.

- Ooh, you like this cigar.
- You’re in contempt. You’re going to jail.

- For what?
- For being contemptible.

I don’t care that
you help both clients.

You just screwed the
whole system over.

It was fraud.

Take him into custody.

I’ll appeal and
I’ll be out in a day.

Good, in the meantime,

try to give a thought as to what an embarrassment
you are to the legal profession.

Hey, Judge, who have
you helped today?

Get him out of my sight.

[mumbles]

[Danny] Max, just one minute,
that’s all I ask.

Please get out, now.

[sighs] I told you,
I’m sorry about this morning.

I didn’t handle
it well at all.

Max, I’m worried about you.

I’m worried about
your perceptions,

your...your suggestibility--

- Out! Now!
- I love you.

I love you more than anyone
I have loved in my entire life.

- And I can’t begin to think...
- I am not...

- ...of living without you.
- ...letting you mold me anymore.

So what then?

You’re gonna
retreat into the

artificial reinforcements
of these walls?

I am not listening
to you anymore.

Max, I love you.

You love me, I know it.

Just-- you’re trying
to hate me because you’re afraid of love.

- I am not gonna listen.
- Max!

- [grunts]
- I won’t go away.

Danny...

you are under arrest.

- You have the right to remain silent.
- I won’t be silent.

You need me.
Oh, God!

[sobbing] You don’t understand.

You need me!

[continues sobbing]

- You really okay?
- [sighs] Physically?

But I really should have
my head examined...

...by another doctor.

[Jimmy chuckles]

At least you didn’t bust
through the door to save me.

I didn’t wanna save you.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know how I ever
could have doubted either one of you.

[sighs] Forget it.

I need to visit a man
in a wheelchair.

Yours is coming.

[chuckles]

[Kenny] It’s dangerous.

I mean, look at
all the conflicts.

Lawyers double-dealing,
doctors turning into boyfriends.

Well, you’ve got people
crossing the lines all over.

I don’t wanna be
guilty of that.

Do we have to have this
conversation every night?

- [sighs]
- I mean, nothing has to be any different.

just because
I’m the mayor now.

But it is different.
You’re my boss’s boss.

He doesn’t like you.

There’s conflicts
waiting to happen.

[chuckles] Well, as long as
it remains our secret, Kenny...

you don’t have to worry
about conflict.

You and Jimmy
gotta make up some--

- Not like that.
- Like how then?

You know... I found you much sexier
as a lingerie queen

than I do as a mayor.

Oh, is that so?

Yeah.

Thing is, clients come to me,
I leave them better off.

Is that such horrible ethics?

You wanna publish
a moral code?

Make it a law,
I’ll follow it.

People wonder... "what’s
wrong in this country"?

Drugs on the streets,
guns, violence,

and then they throw the doctors
and lawyers in jail?

Blame everything
on the professionals.

That’s what we are, Danny. Professionals.

We just do what we
can for the people.

We’re professionals in jail
because we care too much.

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