All language subtitles for I.Accuse.2003.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG.eng

Kimberly?

Kimberly?

Kimberly?

How looks the world today?
Kimberly?

Ah, of course-- the sedative.

Some people experience
quite a reaction.

Let me guess-- dreams?

The drug is known
to cause hallucinations--

nothing long-term.

You'll be fine this afternoon.

Try being good to yourself
for a change, won't you?

Kimberly.

I'm sorry, honey.
We're almost done.

The detectives will talk to you
in a minute.

Now just relax.

Just hang on a little longer,
okay?

Good girl.

Kimberly Jansen,
24, single mother.

It appears you did have,
um... Intercourse with someone.

I didn't have intercourse.
I was raped.

And the assailant
was known to you?

I told you.

No signs of force.
There are no bruises.

He drugged me. He's a doctor.

These are very serious charges
you're making.

Now, I have a job to--

this doctor--
he's pretty well off?

Yeah, he's rich.

Okay. We need background,
what led up to this.

So, where's your kid
through all this?

At my father's.

Okay, let's go through
the details of last night.

I-I ran into him after class.

What class?

I take nursing classes
at the hospital.

I bumped into him.

And then I went to the pep rally
with Heather and my boyfriend.

Ladies and gentlemen,
your hometown team...

...your own rickerby rockets!

He was there,
loving the attention.

Hit it! Let's go, man!
Come on, over here!

Way to go, doc.

You're not staying
for the rally?

Not a fan of civic pride,
Kimberly?

Oh, I'm going down
to the howling dog

to shake my civic pride.

Have fun.

Sounds like you know the doc
pretty well.

What's that supposed to mean?

All right, um, did you, uh...

Go directly from the high school
to the howling dog?

I didn't stay.

Do you have a job?

Yeah, I work at the gas station.

That's where I found out
about Billy.

Hey, Denise,
what does a guy have to do

to get some gas pumped
around here?

He gets off his ass
and pumps it himself.

Hey, what happened
to the packing plant?

I didn't know
you were coming in tonight.

Geez, baby, I forgot my wallet.
I'll be right back.

No way. You get on in here and
convince me to give you a loan.

Stay here.

What happened to work?

Robbie said
he wanted the overtime

- so I come back looking for you.
- Really?

Mm-hmm.

Really?!

How much time had elapsed
since your last beer?

How badly were you injured?

Bad enough that I needed
to go to the hospital.

Where's Heather?

What happened to you?

Billy.

Big surprise.

Heather,
they need you in 34 right away.

You'll be okay.

So, what does the
other fella look like?

Uh, worse.

Let's, uh, take a look at that,
shall we?

I don't think it's too bad.

Really?

Over here.

He's always flirted with me.

He bandaged my hand, and then he
insisted on giving me a needle.

Sit back.

It was a sedative, he said.

A sedative? Why?

This is, what, at least a-an
hour after the fight with Billy?

What am I, a doctor?

And then what?

Kimberly.

Kimberly.

That's enough for today.

The hospital has
an excellent counselor

you can talk to, Kimberly,
if you need to.

We'll be in touch.

Well, what do you think?

I don't know--
a doctor in his own hospital?

She's pretty unreliable,
isn't she?

I mean, a little drinking,
bad break-up...

We'll get our guy down there
to do some checking around,

get a blood sample from the doc.

Mommy!

Hey, sweetie.

That's crazy.

Dr. Darian?

But he's our doctor.

What are you doing

fooling around with a rich guy
like that for?

I didn't encourage him.

He injected me with something.
I couldn't move.

Look--

I took my underwear
in to the police.

They're gonna send a sample
through the lab--

absolute proof.

How do you figure?

It's DNA, dad.

It doesn't lie.

Then what?

The town will find out

what kind of a freak's
been looking after all of us.

They'll run him out.

They'll lock him up.

Okay, man. 367.

Deep breath.

And again.

And again.

Hey, doc, uh...

Rod.

Can I speak to you for a minute?

Are you all right?

Well, it's--
it's kind of private.

The nurse will be right in.

Kimberly Jansen
i-is accusing you of rape.

What?

She claims you drugged her
and assaulted her last night.

Me?

She filed the complaint
in youngsfield,

so it's out of my hands.

Otherwise,
I would have handled it.

How could anyone believe
that I would...

Well, somebody did.

Or she did somebody.

They-- they found semen
in her underwear.

She was in to see me last night.

I don't know what to say.
I mean, of course I-I didn't.

Hey, doc,
I know there's no way, okay?

Uh...

She, uh, had a quarrel
with her boyfriend.

Oh, yeah?

Her hand was injured.

Really?

She'd been drinking.

No surprise there.

Might be a-a head injury.
I was on duty alone.

Hey, I'm bleeding to death here!

My hand-- I'm bleeding to death!

Please! I've had
the shittiest night!

Miss Jansen, will you please
keep your voice down?

But... I've been cut.

Just try and stay calm, okay?

Take a seat,
and someone will see you.

No, it's cut. It's really bad.

I need you to look at it.

- She was agitated, belligerent.
- Please. Will you?

She demanded treatment.

Getting her dealt with
as quickly as possible

seemed the best choice.

She requested a sedative,

something to-- as she put it--
knock her on her ass.

Just sit back and be--

I told her to go home
and sleep it off,

but she demanded I do something,
anything to get her to sleep.

She was adamant,
and, frankly, I was worried

about the trouble
she might cause if she wasn't...

Stop...

...calmed.

I relented, gave her something,

something strong
but very safe and reliable.

As I told her,

sedative sometimes causes
amnesia, even hallucinations,

which in this instance
appears to have happened.

Did she ever try to kiss you
or seduce you

or anything like that?

You ever get the feeling
that she was, uh, interested?

You know, "white-trash girl
tries to snag rich doctor"

type of thing.

Kimberly flirts with me
all the time.

Most younger doctors
have to cope

with the occasional crush
from a patient,

but, uh, we're trained to deal
with that sort of thing.

I believe you, doc.

I came here to live
in a just society,

one free of persecution.

Uh, doc, there's one more thing.

They want me to take
a blood sample for a DNA test.

She's got a lot of nerve.

No, no, they asked for it--

t-the detectives
from youngsfield.

I delivered her baby.

I counseled her
when her mother died.

I still care for her family.

I know. It's an awful shame.

But the thing to do is to stop
this before it's started.

Give them a blood test.

Let me do some investigating
on my own,

find out what her game is,
all right?

Of course.

But I've got a lot of patients
stacked up.

I, uh, really don't have
the time right now.

Oh, it's no problem.
I'll drop back later.

Hey, don't worry.
I'm on it, huh?

Yeah, I was with Kimmy
last night. Is that a crime?

Asshole neighbors bitch again
when I got home?

So, you went home
right after the pep rally?

No, we went to the howling dog
for a bit.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Who you waving at?

- Ah, she's just--
- she better keep her hands off

if she wants to live to breathe
another day.

Come on, baby.
Let's get out of here.

Mmm. I got to work at 12:00.
I traded shifts with Robbie.

Hon, you working tonight?

No. Denise is.

Oh, come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Come on. Come on. Come on.
- We don't have enough time.

Enough time has never been one
of your strong suits, anyway.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Mmm.

Come on, girl.

Whoo!

Yee-haw!

Oww! Whoo!

I always knew
the guy was no good,

but Kimmy saw something in him.

So, you're saying
that if, uh, Kimberly knew

that he was two-timing her,
she'd be out to get even?

You know Kimmy.

Oh, she wanted to kill him.
That's for dead certain.

I was feeling sick.
So I called her in to cover me.

Don't make it
more than it is, Kimmy.

We never said nothing about 100%

- not seeing other people.
- You bastard!

You son of a bitch!

I opened up my life to you!

We were making plans!

- No, you were making plans, Kim!
- No!

She followed them?

Well, she never mentioned that
in her statement.

Kimmy blew that
out of proportion,

just like she does
with everything.

I want to give a friend
a ride home,

that's the way it's gonna be.

I don't belong to nobody.

And I'm getting a little tired

of these bitches
clutching after me.

So, she didn't catch up?

You didn't team up and
make everything nice and right?

Do you really think
that piece of crap she drives

is gonna catch up with me?

You prepared to take a blood
test to back that story up?

A blood test?

I wasn't driving drunk.
Is that what she's saying?

Kimmy, you are going to be late
for class.

- Did you study for the test?
- Yeah, I...

Staff r.N. To exam 3, please.
Staff r.N...

Could I ask you to label
this up for me, please, delores?

- Of course, doctor.
- Thank you.

Name?

Uh, myself.

Nothing serious, I hope.

No, no, not at all.

How quickly can this
be dealt with?

I don't want this ridiculous
charge getting out there.

Oh, gee, doc, uh...

I'm sort of supposed to be there
when you give the sample.

What, you don't trust
your own doctor?

It'll be fine.

You know, the way I see it, you
put letters after a man's name,

letters like M.D.--
Or in my case, P.D.--

them letters can make the ladies
awful friendly.

If I wanted something different
from my wife,

I have better offers than that.

Point well taken.

Oh, you coming to Brian's stag?

I'll see you there.

So, grandpa harvests his grain,
and then he puts it on his truck

and takes it over
to that elevator right there.

You see it?

And they bake our bread from it?

No, honey.

Then they put it on a train,

and sometimes that train
goes all the way to the ocean.

And sometimes
they put it on a ship,

and they go to places
like Russia and China.

Give me a hug. A big one.

All right.
You have a good day, sweetheart.

What do you want?

I'm here to tell you
there was no DNA match

between the individual
you accused

and the jizz in your panties.

It had to match.

Well, it didn't.

Maybe if you gave me a list

of all the other guys
it could have been?

Youngsfield Police Department.

What the hell kind of cop
are you,

trusting a fat, crooked prick
like Kresgy?

I demand a proper test!

What?

The DNA test?

Dr. Darian,
the man who raped me--

is any of this ringing a bell?

You can't demand another test.

He volunteered the sample.

He didn't have to give squat
to anyone!

Settle down.

The test results came back
from the lab.

The doctor did not match
with the test results.

You might want to re-think
your story, Kimberly.

He's lying.

Kimberly, a lot of your story
does not check out.

A lot of it doesn't.

Did you see it?

Did you see him
take the blood sample?

Officer Kresgy did.

And Officer Kresgy
is our point man on this one.

And he's also friends
with the doctor.

- Kresgy.
- Yeah, Rod, it's Murray here.

Listen-- about the Dr. Darian case,
the alleged rape, uh--

can you give me the name
of the nurse

who, uh, took the blood sample,
please?

Is there a problem?

I just want to ask her
a few questions about it.

W-We're talking about
a really busy man here.

He-- he's got the healthcare
of the entire town to deal with.

And Dr. Darian's word
is good enough for me.

His word?
Are you out of your mind?!

Is that Kimberly?

Hey, where the hell
do you get off

assassinating
a good man's character?

Either you test him properly,
or I go to the media.

Okay, that's it.

Listen--
I'll drive out there myself.

It's best for everyone

I get this cleared up
as soon as possible.

The doc's not gonna
want to do that.

Yeah, well, let me handle that,
okay, officer?

What the hell have you
gotten yourself into now?

The charges--
the police are interrogating me.

- What are you up to?
- You cheat on me,

and you expect me
to worry about you?

I told the police
if they find anything on you,

then it ain't mine.

So, whose is it, Kimmy?

You doing a little cheating
of your own?

Screw you!

I'm not part of this, you know,
and I told the police that.

Part of what?!

Your scam, Kim, your lying scam.

Taking another supervised test
would clear things up.

It would make sure that
Officer Kresgy's reputation,

as well as yours, is preserved.

That's fine.

This is all rather ironic.

"Ironic"? How's that?

I was born in Indonesia.
My parents were coffee planters.

- Did you know that?
- Can't say I did.

When the Europeans were there,

you see,
we had a justice system.

When they left,
the law of the jungle returned.

Justice can be bought and sold.

If a man accuses you
and he has powerful friends...

My parents worked a lifetime
and lost everything.

I'm sorry to hear that.

That's precisely
why I came to this country--

to escape injustice.
Yet here I am, unjustly accused.

Right now we have an
accusation, nothing more, okay?

Now, it turns out
you're innocent,

your accuser is gonna have some
real serious explaining to do.

You got my word on that, doctor.

It's "Richard."

- I'll do that, Gina.
- Okay.

Aw, damn it. I left it
in my car. I'll catch up.

Kimberly, I really need
to apologize to you.

The dosage on the sedative
I gave you was way too strong.

- Your dreams must have been very vivid.
- What?

But how can you possibly think
I would do such a thing?

- I delivered lizi...
- Don't touch me.

...for god's sake.

DNA doesn't lie.
You got the wrong guy.

No way. That's impossible.

Even the doctor says
the drug causes wild dreams,

hallucinations,
even memory loss.

I saw it with my own eyes!

He was slamming my head
into the back of the table!

Come on, Kimberly.
It wasn't the doctor.

It wasn't Billy.
Who was it, really, Kimberly?

Why are you all protecting him?!

You hold it right there,
young lady!

I was there.
I saw it with my own eyes.

I saw the blood
come out of his arm.

You've got no DNA match,
no physical evidence,

no witnesses, no bruises.

Even your own friends--

your own friends call you
a gold digger.

- You're protecting him.
- Now you're destroying

the reputation
of a man everyone loves.

He'll do it again!

If he charges you with slander,
I'll lock you up myself.

Don't you know
he'll do it again?

Unless you tell me what really
happened, this case is closed.

Sorry, Kim. The customers
aren't coming anymore.

Kimberly!

Kim?

Lizi?

Lizi.

Lizi, where's mom?

No.

I don't know what else to do.

See, her mother's passed,

and there's her daughter
to look after.

She's been like this
for two weeks.

No.

No! No.

A good doctor makes house calls.

- No!
- Shh.

No! No!

Sweet dreams, Kimberly.

No!

No! No! No!

No!

Here you go. Have it.

Slow down, Rod, slow down.

Oh, don't give me that
tight-ass, upper-class bullshit.

To Brian.

Where is Brian?

Last I saw him,
he was passed out.

Don't embarrass yourself, Rod.

It's not for me, sweetheart.

It's for tight-ass here.

♪ ...talkin' to me

♪ and I don't know
where it's going ♪

Whoo, work it. Work it.

She's embarrassing the poor boy.

So embarrassed.

♪ ...talkin' to me

It is so good to see you.

Oh, it's been way too long.

I have appearances to keep up.

Especially now.

Just remember
your place on the food chain.

Ahh.

Mmm.

Some people experience
quite a reaction.

Dreams?

The drug is known
to cause hallucinations--

nothing long-term.

Kimberly! You doing
a little cheating of your own?

The dosage on the sedative
I gave you was way too strong.

Your dreams
must have been very vivid.

Maybe if you gave me a list

of all the other guys
it could have been?

Try being good to yourself
for a change, won't you?

DNA doesn't lie.
You got the wrong guy.

This case is closed.

So, how's things?

I want to come home.

You ready?

I think so.

And that other business?

You have to think of lizi now.

It's time to move on.

What do you got there?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Should we order pizza?

Don't worry. I got it.

So, where you going
from here, Kimmy?

What do you mean?

How you gonna pay your bills,
eat, live?

Don't know.

I'll find something, I guess.

Well, I'm just happy you
dropped this Dr. Darian thing.

I didn't drop it.

He beat me. They beat me.

Well, you're doing
the right thing.

Just move on.

I just wanted him to pay
for what he did.

Assuming it happened
the way you said it did.

It's not like
you never had sex before.

I mean,
it's not like he beat you up.

I mean,
this guy delivered your baby.

Shit,
he's already seen more of you

than any boyfriend
you've ever had.

Are you kidding me?

What?

Ain't you got a scrap
of self-respect left?

No, I don't.

He took it, and I want it back.

You don't know what it feels
like to be helpless,

to let somebody do whatever they
want to you, to be inside you,

to violate you, and you can't do
a damn thing about it!

Look, Kimmy--

you are such a fucking guy!

Uh, my name's Kimberly.
I called.

I know who you are.

Well, I just moved up into town,

and, um, I wanted to finish
what I started.

You know you're not
going to graduate this year.

You have a lot to make up.

I know.

Okay, guys,
dinner's in 15 minutes.

Okay!

Where'd you come from
before here?

- Rickerby.
- Where?

Rickerby--
it's a ways from here.

Why did you move?

Because my mom told a story
that no one believed.

Like a lie?

Yeah, I guess so.

Excuse me?

- Oh, that's fantastic.
- Thank you.

Excuse me?

Look-- I just want to know
something--

nuh.

Oh.

I just need to know one thing
about my case.

Okay, sounds good.

Look--
my name's Kimberly Jansen.

I was wondering
if there's anything I can do

to change the status of my case.

My case number is ah-748-5393.

- Case is closed.
- I know that,

but I'm wondering if there's
anything I can do to re-open it.

Prosecutor won't. Police won't.

The case is closed.

I'm getting that.

What if I have new evidence?

I have a Kimberly Jansen here
with a closed case.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Prosecutor says if something
significant surfaces,

the office
might take another look.

Well,
that's all I needed to know.

Thanks for your trouble.

A loan?

You and lizi,
uh, short for food?

It's for a private investigator.

Aw, Kimberly, I thought
we'd put that behind us.

Yeah?

Everyone else did.

Nobody knows
what I have to live with

or what lizi's going through.

If he's as sleazy
as you make out, he'll pay.

- What?
- Just keep it quiet.

He'll pay off
like a Vegas slot machine.

I'm not doing this
for the money.

Yeah.

It's justice...

Just as long as
you get a new truck.

That's not what I'm after!

- Well, that's your best shot.
- Listen, asshole--

I'm gonna prove he did this
whether you help me or not.

We'll only get the police
interested if we come up

- with something fresh.
- Okay.

And this kind of investigation
doesn't come cheap.

Hi. How are you?

Keeping busy?

We need some other kind
of DNA sample--

hair, saliva, something.

See you tonight.

You probably haven't
been the only one.

Who else would be stupid enough
to come forward?

It's a small town.

No one wants
the reputation I got.

- Shit.
- Glass is tinted.

This distance,
he can't see dick.

- Hey, wait up.
- Actually...

I was thinking-- if a person
could check the records

of every woman between,
say, 14 and 40,

who ever stayed overnight
at the hospital

but haven't been back...

I don't follow.

Lucy?

Heather, Heather,

think about it--
if they haven't been back

to see Dr. Darian,
maybe there's a good reason.

I don't know.

We've been sitting here
for like 15 friggin' minutes.

It's like we're invisible.

- See that sign over there?
- Yeah.

Your friend tried to steal
the shirt off our doctor's back,

and I'm not serving you.

Next time he's with your
daughter or your sister,

think about what he's doing.

There's eight of them.

Only eight?

Spent one night,
never been back.

You didn't get this from me.
I got to go.

Hey, Carrie.

How you doing?

Fine.

You used to see Dr. Darian
at the hospital.

You stayed over there one night.

You don't go see him anymore.
Why?

How'd you get that information?

I need your help.

I got nothing to say.

Ever have nightmares, Carrie?
Dreams seem a little too real?

Leave me alone.

Come on, Carrie.

Hey. You used to go
to Dr. Darian, right?

Oh, come on.
Why'd you stop going to him?

Good morning.

I'm Dr. Darian.
How can I help you?

It's my back, doc--
been giving me real trouble lately.

Let's take a look, shall we?

Thanks for the note.

My boss won't give me
any trouble now.

Oh, could you put this
in a hospital envelope

so he doesn't think
I did it myself?

Thanks.

I wanted you to be
the first to know.

It's an offer
I just can't pass up.

And, uh, after the difficulty
I've had here...

Well, a fresh start
would be very nice.

How soon would you go?

I only have one or two things
to iron out,

but it could happen
very quickly.

Could I talk to you, ma'am?

Do I know you?

No, but we both know...

- His wife sent you?
- No.

That girl--
the one that accused him.

I could make it
worth your while.

Not the way he can.

He's a nice guy...

A dirty little man
living in a very dirty world.

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the lord my soul to take.

That's a pretty negative
bedtime thought.

Yeah, it is.

Who is it?

Me-- Emmet.

You scared the crap out of me.

I tried to call.

The phone's out.
I haven't paid the bill yet.

Come on in.

I can't believe he can get any
without drugging them.

She ain't talking.

And it's not a crime to be
banging a stripper on the side.

That envelope thing--

it better have worked
because he's leaving town.

How'd you hear that?

Heather overheard him
at the hospital

saying he's leaving the country.

Then we're screwed.

The saliva and the glue
were so mixed

they couldn't get
a proper result.

What?

Oh, my god.
You better have another plan.

I don't know.

Short of punching him
in the nose

or getting into his car,
his house...

- Honey?
- Mom?

We're gonna go to Jenny's
for a few hours, okay?

If he's planning on leaving,
I'm not waiting.

Kimberly, I'm warning you.

Now, move aside.

Ah.

Shit.

It'll set fine.

You'll be back to yourself
in a few days,

but we'll keep you here
overnight

just so
you can rest comfortably.

Kind of like awards night.

It's our last shot.

I know.

Proof.

- What proof?
- DNA match.

- Did you break into his house?
- No, his car.

Oh, that's much better.

You performed a crime
to prove a crime.

It's a match.

Not a legal one.

Well, it's enough
for another test.

Yeah.
The first two weren't enough?

Obviously not
if I found evidence

that you missed.

He's leaving the country...
For good.

Okay.
Let's go talk to the prosecutor.

You're telling me
that I proved it was him

and you're gonna sit
on your hands?

No, no, we don't know
what you've proved

because we don't know
where you got it.

This is useless.

Evidence obtained by illegal
means is inadmissible.

- So, arrest him. Test him again.
- Oh, we arrest him?

We tell a judge what
our suspicion is based on,

he'll have our badges.

Oh, wow. Your badges.

That, compared to a doctor
who rapes his patients.

Kimberly,
we are just trying to help.

Look--
I'll talk to his attorney,

find a way to get him to consent
to another test. Happy?

Yeah, that'll work.

My client
has agreed to cooperate--

against my advice--

on one condition.

When my client passes
this third test,

the prosecutor signs away all
rights to future prosecution,

and miss Jansen drops any
current or future civil cases

against my client.

This case

- will be closed forever.
- It's okay.

Gentlemen, clearly,
I have nothing to hide,

but this never seems to end.

It begins to interfere with
the well-being of my patients.

I gather you're not gonna be
with us much longer?

This whole business
has made my life so unpleasant.

It might be better for everyone.

When do you leave?

Understand--
I don't want to leave.

If I could put this behind me,
I might reconsider.

Stick this here.

Uh, no, wait-- y-you can't.

We didn't agree
to a fingertip test.

What's the difference?

I can't risk
a fingertip infection.

Because of my work,
I can't risk it.

You'll have to take it
from my arm.

I suppose, uh...

- What the...
- ...That would be okay.

Blood is blood.

I'm afraid I'm a little tense
around needles.

Hmm. Must have missed.

Defective needle, perhaps.

It's not you.

What's he doing?

Will you straighten your arm
a little bit, please? Thank you.

There we go.

Thanks.

We're done here, I assume?

Yes.
We'll get on it right away.

He knew the test was happening.

He did something--
blood transfusion or--

I checked with forensics.
It wouldn't work.

The DNA recombines instantly.

But what if right before
the test, he had this--

it would dissipate
in two seconds.

I'm sorry, Kimberly.

The DNA on his lip balm.

This Brenda?

Yeah, I want all
prosecution files on my desk

as soon as I arrive, okay?

- Yes, as soon as I arrive.
- I'm sure he'll pass this test,

just like all the others.

Miss Jansen,
we now have legal tools

to stop any further harassment.

Richard, in the car, please.

One day you'll make a mistake.

Kimberly.

Leave it alone.

We've got his DNA.
Let's just wait for the results.

Kimberly...

I'm gonna get
to the bottom of this.

I'm not normally like this.

Yeah?

Well, I got to get to know
the real you

before I put you on the stand.

You are so tense.

Are you not feeling well?

I've been better.

And your life is so rough.

You know nothing about my life--

the pressures I deal with,

the appearances
I have to maintain...

People wanting me, needing me,

pulling me in every direction...

People after me.

Come on, baby.

Come over here.

Come on.

I just-- I just--

I just have to--
I just have to think.

Must be hard raising a kid
on your own, financially.

Not so hard
I'd go after the doctor.

Well, if everyone else
thinks that, why shouldn't I?

Town can't survive
without a doctor.

Yeah, well, they think
he's as good as it gets.

And for most of them, he is.

I think he thought of me
and most of the others

as a perk
for putting up with rickerby.

I thought going back to school
would eventually pay the bills,

but caring for people
was the real bonus.

You do see the irony there,
don't you?

Yeah. Of course.

What about Billy?

What a jerk.

I guess getting the guy
that every girl wants

means that you constantly
have to share him.

Dr. Darian. It's late.

Delores.

I was just returning from an
engagement, and I thought, uh...

Everything quiet?

Perfectly.

I just want to make
a quick round.

Detective Murray,
you're not gonna believe this.

Not a match.

"Based on restrictive format
polymorphism"?

What the hell does that mean?

The lab tech said the test was
inconclusive, so not a match.

- Are you not convinced?
- Well, you were there.

You saw them draw the blood.
What the hell is inconclusive?

- Something's not right.
- You guys better get in here.

May we come in?

What's going on?

There's, uh,
been a new development.

There isn't gonna be
a civil case.

What, you didn't get
the sample back?

We got it, but it wasn't
a proper sample--

um, broke down or something.

It broke down?
What does that mean?

- The test was negative.
- Well, somebody better tell me

what the hell's going on
around here.

The technician felt
it was an improper sample.

There isn't gonna be
a civil case

because we are proceeding
with a criminal case.

How are we gonna try him
without any evidence?

There's been another victim.

Kimberly, you're going to trial.

Dr. Richard Darian,
you're under arrest.

What?

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will be held against you
in the court of law.

This is ridiculous.

You have the right
to an attorney.

You have no evidence.

The other girl-- Carrie--

she has no physical evidence,
only vague memories or dreams.

So we have nothing to go on.

The DNA test-- it's proof.

Of what? That you had
consensual sex with him?

That you got angry when he
wouldn't leave his wife for you

- and take--
- is that what you think?

And take you to his
nice big house and buy you--

I never did anything
to make him--

and buy you a fancy car
and a membership

at his goddamn country club?

That's not true!
You can't think that!

I don't, but that's how hard
they're gonna ride you.

That's what they're gonna do
to you in front of a jury,

and you can't just sit there,
screaming.

What am I supposed to do?

Show them who you really are.

I'm expendable.
That's what I am.

He's a doctor. He saves lives.

No one believes me,
not even you.

That's what
they want you to think.

He's the doctor,
and you're shit.

And they think
that's how they'll win the case.

That son of a bitch
has no respect for women.

He's got even less respect
for you.

And now he's got the whole town
chanting the same curse.

But you know what?
This isn't about the town.

This isn't even about him.
This is about you.

And you will win this case
if you recover

what he stole from you--
your self-respect.

We're prepared to proceed
with a case against Dr. Darian.

It's about time.

We have DNA evidence
that indicates

that he had some form
of sexual contact with you.

My job is to prove
that he raped you.

- As opposed to me wanting it.
- Exactly.

Now, unfortunately, the jury's
predisposed to be on his side.

Who isn't?

And your job
is to convince the jury.

There will be other witnesses.

All rise.

We've drawn judge Craig.

She's good, smart, tough,
and she'll be fair.

I don't know what it was about.
Shes, you know, freaking out.

Billy, Denise, and Heather
will all give their account

of the night--
no surprise there.

The DNA lab will testify
that all the tests were done

according to strict guidelines.

The DNA could not
have been tampered with.

Kresgy will side
with the doctor.

Then good old Nola-- she seems
to have forgotten everything

except that she talked
to the doctor

about his blissful marriage.

Now, remember, Kimberly--
when it's your turn to testify,

no matter what they say or
what they do, just be yourself.

Just stay calm
and keep it simple, okay?

On the night in question,
didn't you have

a physical confrontation
with your boyfriend?

Yes.

And you thought
he was cheating on you.

So you had every right
to lash out at him.

- No.
- You didn't lash out at him?

Yes, I did, but I
didn't have any right to.

So, I'm to assume
that there's been many times

that a lover has offended you,

and you've
personally sought revenge.

Sometimes, but he was complet--

Dr. Darian could have been
your lover, couldn't he?

He was already married.

Did it frustrate you
that he was married,

that he wasn't reciprocating
your affections?

- No!
- Did it frustrate you enough

to smear the man's reputation

and hold your entire town
emotionally hostage?!

Reputations?!

Oh, I guess I don't know much
about reputations

or DNA or evidence at all,
for that matter.

We go to doctors
because we trust them.

I didn't ask for your opinion
on professional etiquette.

I know what happened!
I saw it!

I moved out of my hometown
because of it!

I was in a mental hospital,

and I lost all my money
because of it!

Doctors have way more education
than I'll ever have.

But I know who I am,
and I am not a liar!

Aren't you my lawyer?

How could you let him
go after me like that?

- What, you couldn't handle it?
- No. I just--

Kimberly, you were great.

You showed them
what you're really made of.

Is Darian gonna talk?

Well, like I said,
he doesn't have to.

I call Dr. Richard Darian.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you god?

I do.

Dr. Darian,
we've heard abundant testimony

as to miss Jansen's
motivations--

her poor economic situation,

her sexual promiscuity,

her obsession with you.

Do you understand
these findings?

Sadly, I do.

As a man of good standing in my
community and in my profession,

I can understand how someone
might want what I have,

but I never thought
Kimberly was capable of this.

Did you ever suspect
that Kimberly

was sometimes coming in
for non-medical reasons?

Yes, I did.

As uncomfortable
as it was for me,

Kimberly was very attracted
to me.

No more questions.

Mr. Darian...

...how did you feel
about Kimberly?

I thought she was a young woman

who needed to get her life
on track.

But I used to think
she was pleasant enough.

You heard her emphatically deny

that she consented
to having sex with you.

That's correct.

The prosecution's case
against you

rests on a critical
piece of evidence--

a DNA test matching you

with semen found
in miss Jensen's underclothing.

Do you deny this?

No.

No?

No.

We've already established

the DNA tests
were done to perfection

and could not
have been tampered with.

That's correct.

So, you admit then that--

did you know
I was born in Indonesia?

I beg your pardon?

I said, did you know I was born
and raised in Indonesia?

Yes, I believe I read that
in your file.

There is, quite simply,
no rule of law.

It's every man for himself.

I don't see the relevance.

As a young man,

I had occasion to witness
this sordid little game.

Native girls-- they'll say
anything for a few extra rupiah.

False accusations and extortion

were something
my family knew all too well.

So, when this--

this farm girl
hatched her plot against me,

I knew I had to defend myself.

I'm having a little trouble
following you.

She wanted my money,
my position,

and I knew
she would stop at nothing.

She broke into my basement.

She found a used condom
in my refuse

and smeared its contents
in her underwear.

This she used
for her DNA sample.

I can submit evidence

that shows your basement windows
had bars on them,

that you had an alarm system.

Your wife has testified
that you never used condoms.

Are you asking this
court to believe--

when one is determined,
anything is possible,

and you've seen
how determined she is.

So, in order to defend
yourself, you performed

a transfusion of some kind
on yourself to avoid detection?

That would never work.

Then what?

Sir...

Please go on.

Her plan was clever.
I needed to be twice as clever.

When she came up
with these false accusations,

I knew there was only one way
to protect my family and myself.

I knew she wanted
money from me or--

or she would ruin my reputation,
force me to leave town.

So I devised a plan
to avoid her trap.

I created a small tube filled
with someone else's blood.

I sealed it at both ends.

I would beat her
at her own game.

The pain was... Considerable.

I cut through the layers
of tissue.

I had to position it exactly.

It was perfect.

So when I gave blood, it wasn't
mine that I was giving.

She could come after me...

...but she would never get
her proof.

As a doctor, I am entrusted
to care for other people.

I had to care for myself.

No matter what happens, kid,
I'm proud of you.

That means a lot to me.

Hey.

Hey.

You're up early.

Well, you know,
I wanted to beat the rush.

Sleep okay?

No, not really.

Good luck today.

Thanks.

Detective?

Yeah?

One of the thoughts
I had last night,

besides the really bad ones,
was that I wanted to thank you.

Under the circumstances,
I know what you had to do.

I just hope they see the truth.

I know it took me awhile.

All rise.

All right.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, your honor.

Richard Darian, please rise.

In the case against
Dr. Richard Darian, how say you?

"On the charges
of sexual assault..."

"...administering
a noxious substance

to commit an assault..."

"...and obstruction
of justice..."

...very vivid.

"...we find the defendant...

...guilty."

Order!

Ms. Jansen...

You're an extraordinary
young woman

to endure
all that you've been through.

And I'm of the firm opinion

that had this happened
to anyone else but you,

we probably wouldn't be here
today.

Had it not been for your bravery
and your determination,

this sexual predator

would probably still
be on the streets.

And your family
and your community

can be very proud of you.

This case is closed.