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RAISING THE BAR -- Season 2 Episode 2
"Rules of engagement"

Anybody you know?

Not this time.

- How about thursday the 12th?
- No.

I'm covering
Ventimiglia's calendar all day.

Monday the 23rd?

I've already got
16 appearances that day.

How about
wednesday the 9th?

That's a trial date for me.

- You could plead it.
- You're funny.

How about
monday the 28th?

Or you could plead this one.

- 'Cause it's convenient?
- And you have a crappy case.

So "yes" to the 28th?

It's a no-stash,
no-cash case

That kept my guy in jail
for a year already, Michelle.

Reducing the city's
crime statistics.

A 20-year max
for a $20 deal?

That's a year
per dollar.

Now you're gonna
make me cry.

- How much was your latte?
- God, you're irritating.

Is it worth 1,000 days in jail?

So, we're good
for the 28th?

- What month?
- Next month.

Lots of time for you
to change your mind.

Yeah, you can
count on it, too.

See ya.

Who's on the bench, Arvina?

Judge Albert Farsnworth.

Just transferred in
from Westchester Civil.

Oh, I hate breaking
the new horses.

Yeah, well,
this one kicks.

His honor's
court rules.

Better read fast.

"Motions will be
summarily denied

unless a courtesy copy has been
hand-delivered to chambers"?

Oh, no way.

I understand how very much you want
me to dismiss these charges, Mr. Diaz,

but wishful thinking
lacks legal merit.

Motion denied.

Hey, that's not fair.

- I know you don't think so.
- No, you just don't like me!

Well, you're hard to like, Mr. Diaz.

Gun!

Would you put that chair
down, please, Mr. Diaz?

I'm putting it down, Judge.

Just be cool.

Oh, I'm cool. But you're remanded.

Strike the reference to
the gun from the record.

Call the next case, Miss Watkins.

Miss Watkins?

Yes, sir, will do. Next case.

Calling number 45 on the calendar...
People v. James Madison, 220.39,

Criminal sale of a controlled
substance in the third degree.

- You don't think it was loaded?
- Ask him.

Michelle Ernhardt for the people, Your Honor.

Jerry Kellerman for the defense, Your Honor.

Just, um, just a consent
adjournment, Your Honor.

No.

No?

That was not a test of your
auditory ability, counselor.

I refer you to rule 9.

That's page one
of the court rules.

"There shall be
no consent adjournment

without prior approval
by this court."

But, your honour, couldn't we petition
the court for approval now,

- since we're all here?
- "Prior"

means "prior to the
court date," counselor.

Understand that I intend to run this court with
all the professionalism of federal court.

Your honor, we're not prepared
to start trial this morning.

You're on the calendar.

I haven't notified
my witnesses.

That was probably
a mistake.

Yeah, we didn't know
about your rules, judge.

Since when is ignorance
an excuse, counselor?

According to the history in front of me,
you've had a whole year to prepare

Understand that I'm gonna put the "speed"
back in the "speedy trial" concept,

right, Mr. Madison?

- Uh, yeah, I-I guess.
- Very eloquent.

All right, as a
first-time courtesy...

...wednesday, 9:30 sharp.
That's not 9:31.

Thank you, your honor.

Ticktock, ticktock, time's a-wasting,
Miss Watkins. Next case, please.

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Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen.
I wish I could, but

I'm not allowed to represent both of you.
It's a conflict of interest.

Oh, that's crapola.

- Look, well, we haven't had a conflict since --
- Ruth.

Danny, are you never gonna let go?
She was a train wreck for both of us.

Eh, yeah.

The reason you need separate counsel --

Listen, we haven't been
separated since the first grade.

- Yeah, didn't work then.
- And it's not gonna work now.

Listen, counselor, have you ever
heard of separation anxiety?

- Actually, yes, I have.
- well, you see, we're not just brothers --

we're twins, which
makes a difference.

- Not identical -- uh, fraternal.
- As if he couldn't tell.

You need separate counsel because if one
of you says something that hurts the other --

That happens
all day long.

- Aw, you're oversensitive, Danny.
- You have to waive your rights.

- We waive.
- We waive.

- You don't even know what they are.
- It doesn't matter.

You just explain it.

And the two of you are refusing
to have separate counsel?

- Like I said it before.
- Twice.

I'll need it in writing.

How do you like that?
The man doesn't trust us.

Well, who could blame him?
Look where we are.

Okay.

You both understand
that you're charged

with welfare fraud,
grand larceny, and forgery?

Eh, it's all based
on a slight misunderstanding.

We had no idea
Sam was dead.

When you wheeled him
to the store to cash his check?

Well, Sam was always
a very quiet man.

It can be hard to get a word
in sometimes with Davy,

- in case you haven't noticed.
- All right, I'm done. You talk.

How long had you been friends
with Sam?

We'd been sharing the apartment
for about six years.

Eight.

- We took care of each other.
- Yeah, whatever we had was for all of us.

See how he is?

Sam was sundowning,
you know.

That's pre-dead --
not quite dead.

We've always been optimists
in the Rose family.

You know what they
say about denial, counselor.

It's a river in Egypt?

Actually, it's not
a river in Egypt.

- That's the line.
- Yeah.

It's sad how these gentiles
never seem to get the jokes.

Uh, no offense, counselor.
You just have a humor disability.

You see, a lot of them are born
with a short funny bone.

- Give him a second chance, Davy.
- Okay,

a guy goes to the priest
and he says, "Father,

"I'm 75 years old, and
I'm having a terrific affair

with a beautiful college student
and her roommate on the side."

Mendez, Baker, Rose, Rose!

And the priest says...

"How long has it been since
your last confession, my son?"

- Hey, it's my joke. I'm doing it.
- Your joke.

So, he says to the priest... he says,
"father, I've never been to confession.

As a matter of fact, I'm Jewish."

And the priest says, "you're Jewish? Then why
are you telling me all this?" He says, "well,

I'm telling everyone."

I love that joke every time.

Okay, you pass.

Rose, Rose, last call!

Now, you... you said we could beat it.

I know... that's when we had a judge
who could actually pass a sanity test.

But I kind of liked him.

- Trust me.
- He took my side, Jerry.

James...

it's not too late for a plea.

See, t... that's what cops count
on, man. They bluff, we fold.

You saw my hoodie, Jerry. Was
it green? No, it was not green.

- Wasn't even close to green.
- I'll go down to the property clerk

and check the inventory.

You ain't done that yet?

We weren't going to trial yet, James.

So you ain't ready?

- That's why you want to push for a plea?
- Wednesday morning, I'll be ready.

It's gray, Jerry.

It's a gray hoodie. That's how innocent people get locked up...

bad IDS on purpose, by accident...
It's the same result.

I'll see you Wednesday morning.

They ain't got nothing, Jerry.

Right?

They got the cop.

Then you burn him down.

Handcuffed in court like we're a couple of
criminals. I tell you, it's a lack of respect.

When was the last time we
got any respect?

I think the bus driver.

- That was pity, not respect.
- Can't believe you asked for bail.

- Got to hold the line. It's a felony, bro.
- Like those old men were a flight risk.

Look, we both knew the judge
was gonna ROR them anyway.

All right, now that they've learned their lesson,
let's save the city's resources, give them ACDS.

What about restitution?

You want to carve off a piece
of their social security checks?

- These guys are living hand to mouth.
- Yeah, with their hand in the wrong pocket.

- All right, we're not trying the case in the hallway.
- You know, if I didn't have video...

- There's video?
- Mm-Hmm. Security camera at Redi Cash.

Yeah, disappointing, isn't it?

I could make popcorn.

Just play it.

2 1/3 to 7?

- Not a river in Egypt.
- So I've heard.

All right, I'll come down

to five years' probation and restitution.

On their good looks? You know a felony
conviction could end their benefits.

Something they should have considered
before they forged a dead man's signature.

They agreed to share their resources.

They held a pen in a corpse's
hand, Richie.

Probation and restitution counts
as a random act of kindness.

I'll quote you.

What?

Guy's a loose cannon. He always has been.

Your type?

- Not at all.
- Too tall?

Too blond?

Okay, focus, Nick. Judge Farnsworth.

- What kind of gun did he pull?
- I don't know. Big.

Wild al Hickok. I thought he
was going to family court.

Guess the biopsy must have
come back bad on Judge Morgan.

Turns out that, yes, Dorothy,
karma does exist.

- You better hope not, nick.
- Yeah, you too, blondie.

Can you get me more time?

This crazy Judge set trial for
Wednesday, as in "day after tomorrow."

It would be easier to reverse gravity than to
persuade Al Farnsworth to change his mind.

Better prep your witness fast.

And bring back one word on
the verdict, not two.

Sam sure had his pride.

- He liked to look good.
- Yeah, and he loved wearing those shades.

Yeah, got them for one buck at Goodwill.
Just like Jack Nicholson wears.

Because the prosecution is gonna argue

that you put the sunglasses
on Sam to disguise...

- his condition.
- Old and feeble? Same as us.

With the critical difference being
that you were breathing and he wasn't.

And you thought the counselor
lacked a sense of humor.

Yeah. So, a guy goes to his doctor.

- Mr. Rose, please.
- And the doctor says, "Mr. Schwartz,

you've simply got to stop masturbating."

You need to take this seriously.

And the guy says, "why?" And
the doctor says, "Well,

I want to finish giving you your physical."

Can we... try to talk about the case? Okay?

I... I know i... it's painful.

Laugh or cry, right?

The rent was due.

- We needed Sam's check.
- Yeah, he wasn't cold. He wasn't stiff.

Look, we don't run around putting
mirrors under people's nostrils.

So, uh, what happens now?

- If you plead guilty...
- No, we're not doing that.

... and pay back the money,

the A.D.A. is offering five
years' probation.

If we had the money to pay back the money,
we wouldn't be sitting here talking to you.

Can you still vote when you're on probation?

You're like a felon,

and that's for the rest of your life,

which won't be very long if we lose our benefits.

So, an old guy goes to his doctor...

- Oh, I already told that.
- No, this is the other one.

And the doctor says, "I want
to run some tests.

I'm gonna need a blood sample,
a urine sample, and a stool sample."

And the old guy says, "Okay.
Take my underwear."

It'll be funnier when you're old.

It'll be funnier if you would
have said "underpants."

I didn't actually ask you.

Well, "underpants" is funnier than "underwear."
You see, it's more specific, see?

Aw, next time.

Miss Ernhardt.

- Detective Porter.
- Yeah, I've, uh, I've seen you around the courthouse.

Yeah. Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You lead, I'll follow.

Promise?

Refresh my memory.

Buy-and-bust operation,
wheeler houses, May 17th.

Last year, yeah? Done probably
a hundred of those since then.

James Madison,

- A.K.A. "Prez."
- As in "President." You have to laugh.

He walks out of building 932,

matching the radio description
from the undercover officer

who made the buy around the corner.

- All right, how much?
- 2 bags, 20 bucks.

Got it.

I just wish he had some buy
money on him or some inventory,

- but neither/nor.
- Real life lets you down sometimes.

And he was walking out of the building,

- so he had time to...
- Unload, yeah.

- If maybe he'd gotten suspicious.
- Dumb don't make them stupid.

- So, that's what happened.
- No stash, no cash, yeah.

'Cause the PD on this case is solid.

Solid all day long won't change the facts.

Now, you got two experienced witnesses... that
would be me and my undercover brother...

who are going to prove that your defendant
is the right guy who did the wrong thing...

A.K.A. Guilty.

Nice.

I'm actually, uh...

I'm going for a J.D. myself.

- You're in law school?
- Nights, yeah.

For, like, the next decade, at this rate.

It's tough. I... I couldn't
even work part time.

Somehow I get the impression
you didn't have to work, though.

Oh, really? Why's that?

All that Connecticut confidence.

You didn't see yourself as a Yalie, right?

So I'm guessing...

I'm guessing Penn.

- You looked me up in Martindale.
- Yes, I did.

What else?

Your shoes hurt.

- I love these shoes.
- But you're not a practical woman.

- You're wrong.
- Otherwise, we'd be talking about the case.

Well, shame on us.

You, um... you want to multitask over dinner?

'Cause we don't have a lot of prep
time if we go to trial on Wednesday.

And you got to ask, whose
side are these Judges on?

7:00?

We'll be efficient.

Busy?

No. No, I just sit around here
waiting to talk to you. What's up?

I'll come back.

Come on. I'm listening.

All right.

Undercover radios in a description of a black male,

5'9", 160 pounds,

dark pants, high-tops, green hoodie.

Except the property clerk
is holding a gray hoodiei

n the inventory, just like my guy said.

Wrong guy?

You know it's always the wrong guy.

So, what's the question?

Should I spring it at trial or try to
squeeze Michelle for a better deal?

- Showing her your cards.
- Right.

Well, if you were up against Marcus...

Please. They're all on the
other side of the aisle.

Yeah, but he reaches across a
little further than she does.

As long as he doesn't have to stretch.

That big smile of his can be tactical.

Tell me.

- I used to live with a smile like that.
- I wasn't gonna mention Gavin.

You know, you actually start asking
yourself what's wrong with you.

Not a damn thing, Bobbi.

Oh, yeah. Perfect me.

Do you ever wonder what you
saw in somebody?

Way too often, yeah.

But you had the good sense
not to marry them.

Were you ever tempted?

There was this girl in kindergarten.

She could even tie her shoes.

- Didn't work out, huh?
- What can I say?

I'm hard to please.

Um, gray, green, polka-Dot...

I don't think the color of the hoodie
is gonna get you any concessions.

Me... I'd go for the fun factor.

- Surprise her?
- Yeah, it's good for her.

Besides, I think you have
a better chance with a jury.

5 bucks says you don't take my advice.

You're in good hands, though, okay?

James Madison.

- I'm not inclined.
- Without even hearing me out?

Call me rude.

You know, the cop screwed up the ID.

Oh, no. Again?

- Okay, I'm slightly listening.
- What,

every other word, half of each word?

Hey.

That's all Kellerman's got? Screw him.

Okay.

I don't mean literally, of course.

Don't worry.

How did Nick get to be boss?

You mean, besides having the best
win/loss ratio in the office?

- Is that actually true?
- Look it up.

Surprise!

Yeah.

I was at a meeting upstairs with the D.A.,

and I thought I'd stop by
and see if you were around.

And here I am.

- Just lucky.
- Me too.

I meant you.

- Oh, I'm sorry. This is, uh, uh...
- Michelle Ernhardt.

Amelia Mkali.

Amelia was the foreperson on
the drug case I tried last week.

Ah. Yes, indeedy, the acquittal.

You are still mad at me.

Is that why you haven't called?

I'm just gonna...

I waited a whole week.

I thought it was a three-day rule.

Sure, but it's a...

It's actually seven days if
the number gets handed to you,

10 if it's a business card,
like yours happened to be.

Oh. I see.

Well, I can't wait that long.

There's a party on Thursday, The Black

Free food, open bar, mucho contacts.

You're gonna think I'm easy.

Now you're just getting my hopes up.

Chief of staff for the borough president?

La-Di-Da, marcus.

- That's upward mobility.
- Power to the people, Nick.

It's 2009, baby. Ourturn.

So we're looking for a green hoodie.
You busted a gray hoodie.

Spin it for me.

He had time to change the hoodie
when he was dumping evidence.

Like you said, he got suspicious.

The rest of the ID matches up.

It's wobbly, Tim. It's generic. I mean,

what's left describes how many
guys around there? Most of them.

That doesn't mean I grabbed the wrong
guy. Him and his crew run that building.

So, you know him. Y... you recognized him.

- T... the hoodie's irrelevant.
- I don't know him,

but if he was out front, then
I know he's part of the 932 crew.

I mean, you never heard of
Jewel Jackson, right?

She kept calling us on them, like
we might actually help, you know?

Found her dead with her neck broke
at the bottom of a stairwell.

- An open case?
- Not even. Officially, she slipped and fell.

An old lady with bad balance in a building
where the elevators don't work. Slick, huh?

They killed her, Michelle.
Then they got away with it.

- No evidence.
- The only way to hurt this crew

is to keep picking off their
salesmen and cutting their profits,

which throws me way less than a murder
charge, but that's what we got.

You can nail the kid. You have his
own words to use against him.

- How? Where?
- The statement he gave me.

There's no statement
in the paperwork.

I can guarantee you.

I told the A.D.A. All this
at the arraignment.

Okay. Tell me.

I was doing the
pedigree questions --

Name, address, S.S.N.,
D.O.B., employment status.

And the kid goes, "You know what I do. Why
you even asking? You saw the hand-off."

So I say, "You telling me to check
the box for 'dope dealer'?"

Mr. President plays cute and says --
I remember his exact words --

"You got a box for that,
you go ahead and check it, man."

We had a good laugh.

And you already
mirandized him?

Well, this is a booking procedure,
not a custodial interrogation.

- I know you know the difference.
- Well, yeah,

and I know the supreme court ruled
that routine booking questions

can qualify as
custodial interrogation.

Unless they're
reasonably related

to the police's administrative
concerns, which this clearly was.

Citation?

Pennsylvania v. Muniz,
for one.

Not that it helps,

seeing as our bigger problem

is we're about a year too late
to file statement notice.

Put me in the box and pass me
the ball. Let me run with it.

And the first time the P.D. hears
about the statement is at trial?

Sure. You rely on the pedigree
exception to 710.30 --

voluntary answers
to standard booking questions.

Maybe the judge rules
against you. Who knows?

But you'll have put this thug's
statement in front of the jury.

His honor can try to fix it
in instructions.

- If he doesn't declare a mistrial first.
- No guts, no glory.

And we won't be making
any friends across the aisle.

Do you care?

I have to keep doing
business with them.

This is just business.

Pay up if you ignored
my good advice.

- Did you tell michelle about the screw-up with the I.D.?
- Well, uh...I did.

- Did you get anywhere?
- Not at all.

- You should have listened to me.
- Probably.

But I'm --
I'm glad you didn't.

How come?

Better view is from the
high road, you know?

- You said 5 bucks, right?
- Oh, forget it.

Buy me a round next
time we're drinking.

Don't make me
remind you.

Michelle.

- More reason to love me.
- What's this?

I found you precedent
and on point.

Huh. People v. Rodney.

- I assume we have a disposition, gentlemen?
- Actually, we don't, judge.

The people have made a reasonable offer,
but the defendants have rejected it.

Really?

"Reasonable" is a matter
of opinion, your honor.

My clients refuse to plead
to a felony that'll jeopardize

their benefits and their civil rights.

The people offered probation
and restitution.

And a felony record.

Mr. McGrath,

can't you see your
way to a misdemeanor?

Not on the basis of
the evidence, your honor.

- No reduction?
- There's videotape of the scene.

Mr. Woolsley, is your client
asleep -- in court?

- Wake him up!
- Mr. Rose.

Davy. Davy.

Wake up. Davy, wake up.

I-i'm sorry, your honor.

H-he didn't get much sleep last night.
He was so stressed about coming here.

I told him to take a pill,
but my brother is a stubborn old man.

Hey, davy, come on.
Wake up. Davy.

Oh, God.

- What's going on?
- Go -- call 911! I don't think he's breathing!

I don't think he's breathing!

Oh, Davy, get up!
Come on, Davy, davy!

Hey! What are
you doing to me?!

- I'm trying to save your life.
- By giving me a heart attack?

Yeah. You're welcome.

- I thought you were good and gone this time.
- That's enough, Danny.

Counselors,
please approach.

- You need to find your way to a disposition.
- We've already tried, judge.

Look, if a sleeping man can look
as dead as Mr. Rose just did,

then I am inclined to believe that a
dead man can look as if he is sleeping.

- Do you disagree?
- Sleep is the brother of death.

Homer.

You trying to impress me,
Mr. Woolsley?

'Cause it'll take
a lot more than poetry.

Way more.

Go out. Come back.
Make me happy.

I commend counsel for
their spirit of cooperation.

Adjournment in contemplation
of dismissal

is the appropriate,
compassionate disposition.

Did you hear about the guy who tried to
fake a heart attack in a courtroom?

- You should have won an Oscar for that performance.
- Yeah, if I say so myself.

- What about me?
- Personally, I thought you overdid it a little bit.

- Always the critic.
- Yeah.

Take care of yourselves, guys.

This time, we're gonna look
for a female roommate.

They live longer.

He's waiting for a punch line.

Eh, there is none.

It's a long walk to the bus stop.
Can't we take a cab?

- Not if you want to eat tonight.
- What's for dinner?

Soup and sandwiches.

Same as always.

- It's my specialty.
- And it's my favorite.

Those two old men.

You'll feel better
once you take your shoes off.

Oh, god. Who's gonna look
after me when i'm their age?

Oh, I'll visit you. we'll
dodder off to the local bar together

and drink prune juice and vodka.

- I should have had kids.
- Trudy, you don't like kids.

It's an unpleasant stage, but
they usually turn into people.

When was the last time
you called your mother?

- Point taken.
- I'll put it on your calendar.

I miss you.

- Aw. I'm right here.
- You know what I mean.

- You're my best friend, Trudy.
- Oh, how pathetic.

Listen to us. We're like
a walking, talking cliché.

I think we're a
work in progress.

Your honor, the people have
failed to notify the defense

of their intention to introduce
any kind of statement by the defendant.

710.30.1(a) -- "no notice"
means "not admissible."

Unless the defendant
was responding to a question

posed solely as an administrative
concern, your honor.

Then the information may fall outside
the miranda requirements --

Pennsylvania v. Muniz.

Muniz doesn't fully exempt you
from the notice requirements, counselor.

The whole point of notice is to provide a
hearing to determine the nature of the statement.

Not according to
"People v. Rodney", your honor.

Aw, come on.

?? New York ruled that

the question on the booking form about employment
status -- the same question posed to Mr. Madison --

was a pedigree question and not reasonably
likely to elicit an incriminating response.

Therefore, even if it was obtained in violation
of miranda, it would not have been suppressible.

Thus, the court held
notice was not required.

Very thorough, Miss Ernhardt.

I appreciate thoroughness.

Your honor --

I'm reflecting.

Jerry, you got to know
that I did not admit nothing.

If I was a fool like that,
I'd be upstate already.

- Not a defense we can use, though.
- But the cop is a straight-up liar, man.

I didn't fit the description.
I didn't have their money.

And the only illegal thing on me
was my knockoff shoes.

Like it ain't bad enough, I've
been locked up for a year because

he can't tell the difference
between green and gray.

And now he's -- he's telling
a whole new lie to keep me locked up.

Why?

- Why is he doing that, Jerry?
- Because he can.

Well, it ain't right!

It's not right, Jerry.

But he's all they have, James, so I-I
need to find a way to break him down.

What if you don't?

If you don't,
w-what -- what then?

You're not a rookie, James.

Jerry, what kind of plea
can you get me?

- I have no incentive.
- Sure you do. You win.

You get to put my guy away
for two more years.

I'm gonna win anyways, Jerry.

Just come down a count and give
him the minimum, Michelle.

- You're on the run. It's nice. I like it.
- Would you stop?

I'm trying to do you a favor.

I have to sit down
to hear this.

- We both know the cop's lying.
- No, we don't.

And I care about you too much
to let you suborn perjury.

Why?

Because you have a monopoly
on the truth, Jerry?

You don't know what's true. You just
believe whatever you want to believe.

Hey, I have perfect
pitch on lies.

Like "I love you"?

I never said that.

No.

I did.

Was I lying?

Michelle...

this shouldn't be personal.

Don't worry. It's not.

Just take the win.

Yeah, well, maybe if your guy
weren't a suspect in a murder.

Ask him about Jewel Jackson.

If you had any evidence,
you'd indict him.

Like Jesus said, "the
truth can set you free."

Talk to your client. See if he has
anything to sell besides drugs.

Who knows? Maybe he's ready to find God.

So, what if I got nothing to trade?

We'll start picking a jury tomorrow.

- Or?
- I ask for an "a" and a year.

So time served.

How much would I have to give up?

- Enough to make their murder charge stick.
- Like a name?

Name, some details to support it.

I might be a little sketchy
when it comes to those.

It's understandable, James.

- But, James, if you lie...
- Oh, like the cop?

Who can send me up to 20 years
all by hisself?

- ...and they can prove perjury...
- Oh, man, they ain't gonna prove nothing like that.

Just as long as it's true enough,
it's all they're looking for.

Oh, I'm sorry. Is this spa
night and nobody told me?

- It's the evening shift, Nick.
- Oh, love your up pity side, Marcus.

That's what I just told the D.A., Mr. Balco.

Good to see you again.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Tell your boss "hello" for me.

He'll be there tonight.

He's looking forward to meeting you, Marcus.

See you tomorrow.

- That's a power couple.
- It's a business event, Nick.

You, on the other hand... You're slumming.

- What are you talking about?
- A cop, Michelle?

I know women like the weight of a gun, but...

- he happens to be a law student.
- And you're tutoring him, right?

- Prepping a witness.
- No need to explain.

As long as I get what I'm paying for...

the only four-letter word
that matters to me is "lose."

- She sand bagged me in open court, Roz.
- Which we have never done to them.

No, I... She owed me the
same courtesy I gave her.

Oh! I'm an idiot! I... I told her how
I could prove the ID was soft.

So, an A.D.A. didn't play fair. It's the
first time that ever happened to you? Come on.

- She colluded.
- She believed her witness.

Either way, she's wrong.

Well, get over it.

Take her the client's offer.

No, I'm just saying, between us, the
Rose brothers' act didn't fool me.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Didn't fool her honor either.

- Your idea?
- No comment.

Compassion is not a legal principle.

See, and right there, you've defined the moral
failure of jurisprudence as we know it.

Just when I was starting to relax.

You guys seen Michelle?

- No, not yet.
- She's not picking up her phone.

The advantage to my side of the
bench is the day actually ends.

Oh, lucky you.

Glad when this one's over with.

Do you want to share?

Ever heard of people v. Rodney...

Court of appeals case from
about 12 years ago?

Well, Michelle just used it to
justify why she didn't give me

notice of a statement that
completely crushes my guy.

- Not on point enough for you?
- Too on point.

So on point, itp roves that the cop in
my case fabricated the statement.

- I love you, Jerry.
- How?

All right, pay attention.

In Rodney, the cop claimed that he was
asking the standard booking questions

when Mr. Rodney decided to crack a joke
that his occupation was drug dealer.

Joke or no joke, it's still meets
the pedigree exception on 710.30.

- So no notice required.
- Correct.

Now imagine my surprise when
I go back and read Rodney

And discover it's almost word for word...

Same question, same circumstances,
same answer, same result.

It's not precedent. It's plug and play.

What about coincidence as an option?

It's what Michelle probably told herself.

Right, because she's a prosecutor and
of course she wanted to believe the cop.

But he had to juice the bad ID.

And somehow stumbled across an
old appellate decision

that inspired him to duplicate
an incriminating statement

at the last minute?

- With all due respect, counselor...
- No,

turns out, the cop's also going
to law school part time.

So means and motive. It's ugly.

And the only way to save my guy from this lying cop

is to offer my guy up as a lying snitch.

When I find Michelle...

That sounds like grounds for
another drink. I'll buy.

No, I... I can't stay. I got
to take care of this.

You know what... let me ask you, Charlie,

would you have let the statement
in if you had to rule?

Yes.

- Why?
- Because

coincidence is more plausible
than conspiracy.

Either two officers of the court

colluded to commit perjury
and obstruction of justice

or a couple of drug dealers
got stupid in the same way.

Easy choice. No choice.

- Judge Farnsworth agreed with you.
- You asked my opinion.

Hmm. Well, thanks, brother. Just don't expect me
to vote for you when you run for the bench.

- See you guys.
- See ya.

Slow down, girl. Are we in a hurry?

Sorry. Bad habit.

Yeah, I'm gonna fix those.

Yes, please.

I want you to do everything I tell you.

Are you worried?

It's okay.

Just don't say "trust me."

Unh-Unh. Arms at your sides.
Arms at your sides. Like that.

Yeah. You already decided to bring me
home when you got dressed this morning.

Barring contingencies.

You thought you might as well wear
your best bra, just in case.

- What makes you think it's my best?
- All right, that was presumptuous.

Yes.

It was.

- Am I forgiven?
- I'll let you know.

How's that gonna work?

- I've actually done this before.
- With an armed man?

Okay, no.

- You don't have to get that.
- Michelle.

I know you're home. Your lights are on.

I'm sorry.

Gonna keep banging on the
door until you let me in.

Somebody you want me to get rid of?

No.

So I should wait?

Um...yeah.

- It'll just be a couple minutes.
- Okay.

You didn't answer your phone,
you didn't call me back.

The day's over. I'm off duty.

Since when? You know, if we're
breathing, we're working.

Ask me in.

I can't.

Am interrupting?

What do you want, Jerry?

That's a long list.

But I'll take an "a" and a year for Madison,

plus immunity on the murder
charge he's gonna make for you.

- He'll roll?
- So he says.

You better not be playing me, Jerry,

and you better not embarrass
me in front of Farnsworth.

Oh, you mean, embarrass you
like you embarrassed me today?

Hey, I did you a courtesy. I...
I could have withheld the statement

and introduced it on direct.
You'd never see it coming.

Nah. You're too smart for that.

You wanted a ruling on admissibility so you
won't taint the trial in front of a jury.

You're feeling pretty good about yourself.

Go home, Jerry.

Let go.

I just came by to say,

you figured out how to hook
a murder charge on a crap ID.

Props.

- Thank you.
- I was just wondering about the sequence of events.

Did I tell you about the
problem with the hoodie

before or after the cop
made up the statement?

You were such a mistake.

Only from the neck up, honey.

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