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Meister Meyer. How goes it?

Hello, Arnie.

- What is this?
- Take a look.

There's a couple of bon mots
on the underside.

"To Arnie Becker, with great
appreciation, Dave. Meyer."

- Dave.
- I'm a sentimental guy, Arnie.

People are important to me.
They figure prominently.

Not just as demographics
or zip code clusters

but as friends and associates.

It's beautiful. Thank you.

Anyway... having addressed that

which can't be
financially defined

i.e, measured in money,

let us turn to that which can.

Oh, yeah. How we doin'?

It is scary.

Early projections give us sales

of over a million units
within three years.

And what are you basing
the projection on?

Market analysis.

We have identified
our primary market

as what we call
the Sensitive Satyrs

and Hausfrau Hedonists.

Centered around urban area,

new money, voracious consumers

with of course a very high rate
of divorce.

- That's who's buying the tape?
- In droves.

What is surprising is
who else is buying the tape.

And here I am talking pulpwood
cutting and strip mines.

The far hinterlands.

Remote exurbia
with near-zero

cable saturation.

What are we talking about
in real dollars?

You're asking me what are we
talking about in real dollars?

Okay. This is belt
and suspenders.

I'm going to figure things
are going to go wrong

that I know won't go wrong.
All that?

All that, Dave. All that.

Net, net, your end,

two million, four-hundred
thousand this fiscal annum

an cumulative net
of eight to ten million

within the first three.

That's most gratifying,
I must say.

Only the beginning.

But you know something?

It's not so much the money.

That's just one consequence
of many.

The ability to reach millions
of people

to be at the leading edge
of your discipline.

The simple satisfaction
of a job well done.

That's it. That is ultimately
what really matters.

We'll sit down next week

and start talking
about promotion.

Dave, it is always a pleasure.

And, uh, thank you.

Oh, my God, I'm rich!

I'm rich! I'm rich!

I'm rich!

[theme music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

You'll be interested to know
I am off to Chicago

on the noon flight in quest
of a major new client,

- Maxwell Enterprises.
- What's that?

Maxwell was hit with a hostile
takeover attempt last week

and they need to engage outside
counsel ASAP.

- That sounds major.
Douglas: It is.

Who're we up against?

Flaherty and Dunne,

Householder and Doyle,

and Cohen, Simon, Goorwitz.

But I've had
lengthy conversations

with their house counsel,
Kevin McNally,

and I believe we have
the inside track.

- Good work, Douglas.
Douglas: Thank you.

Hurrying along, I've scheduled

a partner's meeting
for 10 a.m.

to discuss an issue
of some urgency.

Will Mother Markowitz be here,
Stuart?

Well, she said
she was going to be here.

Good. Good.

Victor, where do we stand
with the Shaeffer trial?

Uh, started yesterday.

You know I don't get it.

He gets drunk in a bar,
says what a billion

other guys've
said at one point or another

I'd like to kill my wife.

What's the big deal?

The big deal is that this guy

unlike the other billion guys

actually talked Turkey
to a hit man.

Only to tell him
that it was misunderstanding.

The harmless ravings of a guy
who'd had a few too many,

going through a lousy divorce.

Which reminds me, Arnie.
Can you stay available?

I may want to call you
as a witness.

- Why?
- He was your client.

You can testify
as to his state of mind,

as well to the kind of things

that people say
in the heat of a divorce.

You know, I don't think
I'm violating a confidence here

when I tell you
that Gracy thinks

she's gonna kick
your butt on this one.

Well, she did it before,
when I was a P.D's office

and she might do it again if I
can't locate my key witness.

- Who've you got on it?
- A P.I. named Stephanie Hall.

- I hear she's good.
- I hear she's gorgeous.

Guilty on both counts.

I hereby sentence her
to six months hard labor

at the Becker Penal Colony
in Malibu,

I'll fondle.

I mean handle her appeals.

Leland: Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Ah-ha. There's little Kelsey.

- Hi, honey.
- Ooh, a baby.

- Hi.
- Hi, honey.

- Oh, she is so beautiful.
- Yeah. She is.

Can, can I see her?

Sure.

[laughs]

You want to hold her?

Sure.

She's so tiny.

She likes you, Benny.

I like her.

Well, who was it that
called you, Mr. Dunham?

John: The contact was a man
named Wilie Kosar.

The information was
that he wanted me

to kill a Mrs. Joseph Shaeffer.

What exactly did Mr. Kosar
tell you, sir?

He said that the woman's
husband wanted--

Objection, hearsay!

Goes to show state of mind

that a deal was being made,
Your Honor.

That doesn't matter,
it's totem pole.

She's asking the witness
to tell her

what Mr. Kosar told him about

what my client told Mr. Kosar.

I'm overruling the objection.

Exception.

Jonathan: Noted.

I'll ask you again, Mr. Dunham.

What did Mr. Kosar tell you?

He said Shaeffer would pay

ten thousand dollars
to have his wife killed.

And you accepted.

- I accepted.
- Thank you, sir.

I have nothing further.

You never killed
Mrs. Shaeffer, did you?

No, I didn't.

Because, in fact,
Willi Kosar called you back

and told you to cancel it.
Isn't that right?

That's not right.

I just decided to tell
the police about it.

You just decided
to tell the police.

And this sudden attack
of candor

occurred after
you were arrested

on racketeering charges,
didn't it?

I made a deal, so what?

Yeah, you made a deal.
You made a great deal.

You give them
a murder conspiracy

in exchange for total immunity

and all racketeering charges
against you dropped.

What's the point?

The point is, you were looking
at 12 years minimum.

And since you had to give
the police something

to avoid growing old
at Vacaville,

you decided to give them
this murder conspiracy,

leaving out the part
of how Kosar canceled it.

That didn't happen.
Your client's guilty.

Because you say so, right?

Tell me, Mr. Dunham.
You murder people for a living?

I refuse to answer that on
the grounds

it might incriminate me.

Oh, I'm sorry, we wouldn't want

anything to incriminate you.

Nothing further.

You can step down, Mr. Dunham.

Your Honor, I'd like
to request a side bar.

Jonathan: We're done
for the morning.

I will see counsel
in my chambers.

Your Honor, I'd like to move
that Ms. Van Owen

be disqualified
from this trial.

- What?
- On what grounds?

Conflict of interest, Judge.

She is personally involved
with a member

- of my firm and I think that--
- Give me a break.

I didn't think it would pose
any conflicts, Your Honor,

but I have just learned
that Ms. Van Owen

has had communications
with Mr. Kuzak

regarding this case.

And I think that in
the interest of justice here--

I've had no significant
communications with Mr. Kuzak

concerning this matter, Judge,

and Mr. Sifuentes
has been fully aware

of this relationship
long before he took this case.

He simply brought up
this motion now

so he can buy extra time

while he continues his manhunt
for Willi Kosar.

Your motion is denied,
Mr. Sifuentes.

In the alternative then,
Your Honor,

I would like some time
to look for Mr. Kosar

who's testimony
is certainly vital--

There is no reasonable
expectation

that he will ever be found.

We've looked for him, too,
Judge. He's gone.

Do you know
where he is counselor?

No, Your Honor, I think
with a little bit of time--

Motion denied.
See you at 2:00.

Your Honor...

That's all.

Victor.
Victor, you surprise me.

Hey, it was worth a shot.

Leland: If the situation
was reversed, Arnold,

you'd be taking
the same position

we are now and you know it.

Arnie: No, I wouldn't.
Absolutely not.

This firm is not entitled to
one dime off of my videotape.

Time out.

I direct your
attention to paragraph eleven,

subsection J
of our partnership agreement.

"All revenues attributed to
or connected

with the practice of law

shall inure to the benefit
of the firm."

But this isn't
the practice of law,

this is show biz.

Gee, I distinctly remember
hearing something about

how it was providing legal
services for those in need.

I'm not saying it isn't.
But what's making the tape

fly off the shelves
is this face,

this voice and this
screen presence. Period.

Arnie, you fell into this.

Anything you make from it
is gravy.

- My gravy.
- No, sir.

Putting the principle aside
for a minute,

how much money
do you really need to make?

Arnie: Please, Michael,

don't start with
the warmed-over Woodstock rap,

do me a favor.
You might look to avoid

the trappings of wealth.
I don't.

Well, you're just going to have
to make do with the trappings

that one sixth of your
royalties can buy.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I have a flight to catch.

Look, if I had come to you
with this before I did it,

you all would've hooted me
out of the office

and don't tell me it isn't so.

You would've sniffed and said
it was unbefitting an attorney.

That it involved
a schlock merchant

like Dave Meyer.

Crass Arnie. Hollywood Arnie.

Unrefined Arnie.
Undignified Arnie.

I am stunned

that you would turn
on your partners

with this vehemence over money.

Put your hand in my pocket,
Leland,

I will turn on you every time.

[plane engine whirring]

Going to Chicago?

I think that's where this
flight is headed, yeah.

- Great town.
- Yes, it is.

City of big shoulders,

hog butcher to the world.

Astrid: Ms. Joyner?

I'm Astrid,
your flight attendant.

Would you care for a cocktail
after takeoff?

Club soda will be fine.
Thank you.

You choices for lunch today

are navarin of lamb,

pomegranate chicken,

or vegetarian pate
with assorted breadsticks.

I'll have the chicken.

Mr. Brackman...

Charles: We've got
some good news

and some bad news today...

- Oh, no.
Charles: The good news is

we have perfect flying weather

both here and over the Midwest .

The bad news is that
we've got a red warning light

on the instrument panel
of the no-go variety.

He's kidding.

Charles: Please bear with us
while we check it out.

We hope to get you
where you're going

just as soon as we can. Thanks.

Excuse me, one moment.

I've got a meeting in Chicago.

You're not the only one.

[clears throat]

Excuse me, miss...

At what point will passengers
be allowed

to make other arrangements?

- Excuse me?
- How long does this delay

have to run until the pilot
lets us return to the terminal?

Oh, right now we don't
anticipate

that being necessary, sir.

When do you anticipate it
being necessary?

That's the pilot's
decision, sir. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

This is unbelievable.

We might as well have been
taken over by the Hezbollah.

I really do have
to get off this plane.

Mr. Brackman, I'm sorry

but we're all out of the lamb
and the chicken.

I don't care about that.

What I care about is that

the entire purpose of my trip

is being frustrated
by your pilot's indifference.

We're all
in this together, sir.

We're not all in this together.

You didn't pay
$1500 to be here.

[Judy] Ladies and gentlemen,
due to the length of the delay,

we've decided to proceed
with the showing of our movie

this afternoon,

"The Good Mother,"
starring Diane Keaton.

That's it. I've got a meeting
in Chicago.

I'm leaving this airplane.

Mr. Brackman. Please.

Captain, we're having a problem
with one of our passengers.

Mr. Brackman, sit back down!

I won't sit down!

Sir! Mr. Brackman, please!

Get away from that door.

Ah, the captain emerges.

- Get back in your seat, sir.
- No.

This isn't the army and you're
not my commanding officer.

- I said return to your seat.
- No.

You will deal
with me rationally.

I cannot deal
with you rationally

until you return to your seat

and stop endangering
the safety of other passengers.

I want you to explain
why we've been held captive

in this airplane
for two and a half hours.

I want reasons or I want
to be allowed to leave.

Charles: Once we pull away
from that terminal

your rights as a citizen end.

I am in sole charge
of this plane

and everyone on it.

Now, you may be unhappy
with my decisions,

but you may do nothing
to challenge my authority.

Should you persist in doing so,

I am fully empowered
by federal aviation law

and the rules of
the Warsaw Convention

to take any
and all measures required

to restrain you up to
and including

having you shot dead.

Right now
we are waiting for a part.

I am expecting it to be
installed shortly.

I hope that suffices
as an explanation for you, sir.

But even if it doesn't,

I trust you will sit
in your seat

and do what you're told.

Let me know
if he acts up again.

I admire your nerve,
even if it didn't work.

Let me borrow
that phone of yours

and I'll make a call that will.

Shaeffer: I was just sitting
at a bar talking

to a guy that I'd never
even seen before.

That would be Mr. Kosar?

And I was going on
about the divorce.

About how my wife
makes my life hell.

And then he says
that he could arrange

for her not to bother me
anymore.

- He could put her on ice.
- How did you respond to that?

I thought he was puffing,
you know,

two guys sitting at a bar,
talking tough.

So we went on about
killing her,

but it was talk,
really just talk.

I mean,
I didn't take it seriously.

I sure as hell didn't think
he took it seriously.

Till he calls me the next day

he said he set up a meeting
with a hit man.

Well, what was your reaction
to that?

I told him "forget it."

I said
"Look, I may hate my wife,

but there's no way,
there's no way

I'm going to
hire somebody to kill her.

Did you ever give this
Mr. Kosar any money?

Of course not.
I never even saw him again.

Thank you, Mr. Shaeffer.
Nothing further.

You did tell Mr. Kosar

you wanted your wife dead,
didn't you?

Shaeffer: Look,
I was just rambling.

I had too much to drink.

I was very upset,

and maybe I blurted
out a few things

that I shouldn't have said.
But--

Well, according
to the bartender

who overheard your discussion,

you spoke in a clear
hushed tone.

You asked specific
deliberate questions

as to where the body
should be disposed.

You asked whether
the entire ten thousand dollars

would have to be given
in advance.

I mean, that's very reflective
for a "blurt," Mr. Shaeffer.

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

Your phone number,
your address,

the information as to
how you could be reached.

That all
just popped out of you.

Look, look, Ms. Van Owen.

See, I'm not denying that
I said any of those things.

But I never, never meant
to go through with it.

You meant to go through with it

up until the time the police
arrested you.

That's not true.

I called it off with Kosar
long before

the police
even showed up, I swear!

You called it off.

So at some point in your mind,
it was on then?

No.

Well, why bother to call off

something that's never on.

I just misspoke
just now alright. I-I...

It just blurted out, right?

Objection, Your Honor!

Grace: Withdrawn.

Mr. Shaeffer,
what is the net worth

of your community property?

Including the house,
a million, two hundred.

And pursuant to your divorce,

you're to split this
with your wife.

- Correct?
- Yes.

But if she, for some reason,

should die before the divorce
were final,

you'd get it all, wouldn't you?

I don't know.

- I guess so.
- You guess.

I have nothing further.

You can mail it to me. Bye-bye.

- Hi, Jonathan.
- Hey, Ab.

You look busy.

Yeah, Douglas is stuck
on a plane.

They've been on
the runway since noon.

And I'm trying to get
a court order to get him off.

Why?

Pamelee, I've gotta get
to the judge with this.

Your Honor...

[indistinct chatter]

Douglas Brackman
versus Omni Airways

and Captain Charles Laughlin.

Emergency ex-parte application.

Approach counsel.

Your Honor, Douglas Brackman
boarded Flight 725 at noon.

I'm here now
because that flight is still

sitting marooned
on the tarmac at LAX.

Unless he is permitted to make
alternate travel arrangements,

the firm he represents
will suffer

permanent irreversible damage.

Cut through it.
You're asking for what?

A court order
requiring the pilot

to return to the terminal
and permit those passengers

that wish to to
get off that plane.

It's been on the runway
how long?

- Four hours.
- Uh-huh.

I believe that such relief
is not terribly extreme

relative to the potential harm
threatened.

Right.

Furthermore,
there's judicial precedent

for the court intervening.

Never mind, counselor.

With all due respect,
Your Honor,

in the case of Banta versus
Sacramento Air,

the Court of Appeals affirmed
an award of damages

based on excessive delay
and specifically stated...

Harlan: You made your point.

I'm more than happy
to grant your motion.

Furthermore, I'm going
to keep it in mind next time

I get stuck out there.

Enter the order.
Call the next case.

He's a ghost, Victor.

Kosar is nowhere to be found.

Jesus, he's got to be found.

This guy's our only chance that
we have

at proving that his hit
was cancelled.

I got my mole
in the FBI moonlighting.

I've called in every favor ever
owed to me by the police

and, and I've got trunk lines
on his family's telephones.

Trunk line?
How'd you manage that?

This lech at the phone
company's been chasing me.

So... I let him rub my knee
the other night

while I whispered sweet
telephone digits in his ear.

And he's tapping them for you?

What can I say,
he likes high cheekbones.

So if mama Kosar
gives little Willi a ring,

we might know something.

That sounds promising.

I'm gonna find this slug,
Victor.

You just gotta do
whatever you can

to buy me some time.

Okay. Okay.

I've got Arnie Becker
on the stand tomorrow.

That'll string it out
another day, tops.

Other than that,
there's not much that I can do.

Let me just throw something out
for your consideration.

I've got the names
and addresses

and incomes of every juror.

Sometimes, these jurors
can be a little susceptible

to some anonymous influence.

- I don't work that way.
- Neither do I.

But sometimes it is an option
some attorneys do explore.

I don't, Steph. Okay?

Just find Kosar for me.

I'm trying, Victor.

Believe me, I'm trying.

If we stay here much longer

all I'm gonna do
when we get to Chicago

is turn around and come home.

I know. We'll probably sit on
the runway there, too.

I've put so much time into
preparing for this.

I can not believe
I'm struck here on the ground

watching it all go to waste.

Charles: Ladies and gentlemen,

you'll notice
we've started our engines.

I wish I could say
we were preparing for take-off.

Unfortunately,
I have to inform you

that the passenger in seat
3-A, Mr. Douglas Brackman,

an attorney from Los Angeles,

has obtained a court order

requiring me
to return to the terminal.

- Thank you.
- It's okay.

I am really not ready to fly.
I know this now.

It's too confining.

- Douglas Brackman?
- Yeah?

Place your hands against that
pillar, please.

- What's going on?
- I'm placing your under arrest

for reckless endangerment,

interfering with a flight crew

in the execution
of their duties,

and use of a cellular phone
while on board an aircraft.

You have the right
to remain silent.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford
an attorney,

one will be appointed to you
by the court.

Anything you say
from this point forward

can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

Any revenue that derives either
from your practice of law

or from your expertise

gained in the practice of law

while a partner
at McKenzie-Brackman

shall be deemed
moneys subject

to all the terms and conditions
of the partnership.

In other words,
what's mine is theirs.

Unless you signed it
under duress,

you don't have a leg
to stand on.

That partnership agreement

clearly never anticipated
a situation like this.

Well, no agreement
between parties

ever anticipates every
situation that could arise.

That's why we have lawyers.

Well, you're mine.

What if they sue?

You'd lose.

And I think you'd lose
a lot more than money.

McKenzie, Brackman
is a great firm.

Much of your reputation derives
from your relationship with it.

Are you prepared to lose that?

But it's my money!

Giving up five sixths of it,

with absolutely
no input from them isn't fair.

Hell, Stuart Markowitz

and Ann Kelsey are married.

Is it fair that they
should make more money

from my guide to divorce
than me?

Arnie,
you're a masterful negotiator.

This is a unique situation.

I suggest you reconvene
the partners,

throw yourself
on the mercy of the court,

and negotiate a settlement
you can all live with.

What if they refuse
to negotiate?

You're a valued member
of the firm.

And your partners by and large

are fair-minded men and women.

I'm sure there's a way out
of the thicket.

Lawyers... What a greedy
bunch of bastards.

[chuckles]

Who better than a lawyer knows?

A difficult divorce can be
emotionally crippling

for all parties involved.

And it isn't at all uncommon

for a spouse to be given to
volatile threats and outbursts.

Now, in the course of your
representation of Mr. Shaeffer,

did he ever manifest
any kind of

criminal intentions
toward his wife?

He never had
any criminal intentions.

That business in the bar
was very simply

Joseph exfoliating
his frustrations--

Objection,
this man has no foundation

to render psychiatric opinions.

He's represented the defendant
and his divorce

for the past three years

and he can certainly speak
to his state of mind.

I'll give you
a little latitude, counselor,

but that's it.

Joseph Shaeffer
is a law-abiding

and extremely moral person.

He would never hire somebody to
commit a murder.

Victor: You're sure.

If a client of mine had
criminal propensities

of that nature,
I'd know it, believe me.

Okay. Thank you, Mr. Becker.

Nothing further.

Two years ago, Mr. Becker,

a client of yours by the name
of Carolyn Glasband

walked into
a settlement conference

with you at her side
and blasted her husband

with a pistol, didn't she?

Yes.

Did you know of her plans, Sir,

when you scheduled
that meeting?

Of course, I didn't.

Then I guess
it would be possible

for one of your clients

to harbor criminal propensities

without you having a clue,
wouldn't it?

- That was a one time thing.
- A "one-time thing"

And last year
a client of yours,

kidnapped his child
from his estranged wife

who'd been awarded
custody, right?

- Yes, but--
- Did you see that one coming?

No, I didn't, but again--

Joseph Shaeffer himself

once threatened
to strangle his wife

in a settlement conference,
didn't he?

All he was doing was venting.

He certainly didn't mean it.

Because you would have known
if he did, right?

- I think I would, yes.
- That's fine.

Joseph Shaeffer is a client
of yours, isn't he, Mr. Becker?

He is.

And as such,

you have a duty
and obligation

to protect his interests,
don't you?

That would be correct.

And in fact,

if you were privileged with any

incriminating information

about Mr. Shaeffer,
you wouldn't share it with us,

would you?

No, I wouldn't.

Attorney-client privilege
would prevent me from doing so.

Thank you, sir, I'm sure
the jury will have no trouble

in evaluating your totally
objective opinion, then.

- Objection.
Grace: Withdrawn.

I have nothing further.

You should have been
objecting up and down.

You never let your witness
get savaged

when they're there to help.

Savaged? I think Grace has
a grudge against me.

Come on, Arnie. She was just
doing her job in there.

That's beautiful, defend her.

I tell you, the support
I'm getting from my co-workers

these days
is really overwhelming.

Stephanie: Victor!

Guess what?

I found him!

Kosar?! Good deal!

Arizona probation
had a new alias,

which I plugged into
our local computer.

I tracked down a job he had,

and then a friend of a friend

who worked with him at the job

and he pointed me to
a loan shark in Glendale--

Where's he at right now?

Holed up in a downtown
rooming house.

Landlady says he's out days,
in nights.

- I'll grab him tonight.
- I'm going with you.

No, that won't be necessary.
I can handle it.

I'm going, Steph. I need
to talk to him first, anyway.

Okay.

I'll pick you up at your
apartment, 8 o'clock.

Dress casual.

So my thinking is, rather
than make a big deal out of it,

an equitable split of, say,
five percent per partner,

would be fair division
of profits.

In other words,
the five of us split 25%

and you get 75%.

This isn't in the nature

of legal fees, Douglas,
and you know it.

Arnie, what about the firm's

thirty percent allocation
against overhead?

That come out of our cut, too?

Alright... we each throw in
five percent into the pot.

Leaving you with
seventy-three percent

and the rest of us
with three percent.

Naught but greed laid bare...

Douglas is right, Arnie.
It hardly seems equitable.

Equitable?

Oh, you want to talk
about equitable?

I put my ass out there in front
of that camera, not you.

The thing stinks up the joint,

I'm the laughing stock of the
industry, not you.

Whoa, whoa! What if you
were representing

McKenzie-Brackman
in a divorce--

- But this--
- You'd be claiming the profits

from that video were
community property,

But this isn't
a divorce, Stuart.

'Cause you know if it was,
you'd lose.

Alright, alright, people,
that's enough.

Now I've listened to both sides,

and there's merit
to both arguments.

But in the interests of peace,

Arnold, and given that
there is a binding agreement,

may I suggest the following

you get 50%
of your net profits...

Fifty?

The rest of us split the other
50%,

with the 30% overhead charge
being borne

equally by the six partners.
Is that acceptable?

Sounds fine to me.

- Fine.
- Fine.

I bow to the will
of the majority.

I don't like it,

but I guess I can live with it.

Thank you, people.

Douglas... a moment?

It appears
we've lost Maxwell Enterprises.

Kevin McNally hasn't returned
a single call of mine.

Nor mine.

You indulged
a childish temper tantrum

at considerable expense
to this firm.

It wasn't my fault.

No? Whose was it?

The pilot's, that Nazi bastard.

Not the pilot, yours.

I can be on a plane tomorrow

right after
my preliminary hearing.

Tomorrow is their deadline.

I doubt if they'll push it
to accommodate your schedule.

Maybe you could go.
Or Kuzak.

You're the only one conversant
in the case, Douglas.

Face it.

You behaved like an ass,

now we're all paying
the price for it.

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry?

Sorry doesn't begin
to cover our losses here.

Not to mention
what could happen to you

if the court decides to make
an example of you.

I'll get on a plane
tomorrow, anyhow.

Just on the chance.

Well, if you do,

I suggest you book
your ticket under an alias.

[indistinct chatter]

What a dump.

What'd you expect?

Okay, here it is.
Two thirty two.

[knocking in door]

It's showtime.

Willie: Who's there?

Private investigator, Willi,
could you please open up?

Willie: Ah, get the hell lost!

Oh, rude, rude.

You got no egress, Willi,

while I got a bodyguard
and a gun.

Now open up real fast, sweetie,
before I call the cops

and tell them
where to find you.

Okay, what?

Mr. Kosar,
my name is Victor Sifuentes.

I'm an attorney.
If we could just

come in and talk to you
for a second.

Course we can, we're guests.

- Hey, nice digs, Willi.
- What do you want?

Mr. Kosar,
I represent Joseph Shaeffer.

The man on whose behalf
you hired Edward Dunham

Come on! To kill his wife.

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

Look, we need you to testify.

I need you to tell the jury

that you called the hit off.

[laughs] Yeah, right.

I'm gonna go into court
and tell them I ordered a hit.

Yeah, right.

I-I think there's a way
that you could do it

without really
incriminating yourself,

Why don't you get the hell out
of here, counselor?

Hey, drugs.
And gambling chits.

What lovely
evidentiary trinkets.

Hey, you can't be doing that!

I'm not police, Willi,
I don't need a warrant.

I can just turn this over
to the cops

and it's all admissible
in court.

- You listen to me, bitch...
- Hey!

No, you listen, slug head .

Now, we tried polite,

but since that didn't work,
you now get plan B!

These are the facts of life.

My little search
for you turned up

all kinds of
interesting things.

Including a connection
to a murder

of one Stevie Bennison
in Torrance last April.

I got names, dates the police
would kill for.

Not to mention this little bag
of illegal substances.

So, in short,

I can deliver you.

You're crazy!
[chuckles]

Yeah, well,
that's the first thing

you've gotten right, big boy!

Now you either testify in court

or I haul your ass down
to the police right now.

After I blow your stones off.

You go three seconds to decide.

[gun clicking]

[heavy breathing]

Okay! For God's sake!
Okay! Okay! Okay!

Alright, Willi, good.

So now we're a team!

You and me and this
is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna go over
your evidence real careful,

to make sure we get it right.

It's gonna be so much fun.

And cheer up now Willi.

Hey, you're the luckiest guy
in town, you know.

Because after
we finish reviewing

you get to spend
the night with me.

I knew he'd been drinking a lot

but I still thought
he was serious.

Until the next day.

And what happened the next day,
Mr. Kosar?

I called Mr. Shaeffer back
to tell him about the meeting

with Mr. Dunham I'd set up.

Then he tells me
he doesn't want

to really go through with it.

That he was just talking in the
bar to hear himself talk.

How did you respond to that?

I said "You sure?"
And he says "Yeah."

And then he says I don't want to
have a meeting with Mr. Dunham

and for me to forget
the whole thing.

Okay.

So what happened then, sir?

I called Dunham back

and I told him the deal was off.

Thank you, Mr. Kosar.

Your witness.

Would you tell us, Mr. Kosar,

why it is you suddenly decided
to appear here today

and incriminate yourself
in a murder conspiracy?

There wasn't any conspiracy.

Like I said, it was just
a misunderstanding.

Not in your mind, sir.

I wasn't conspiring anything.

I was just passing
on a message.

And I got the message wrong.

Your Honor, I request
a 15 minute recess

so that I may confer
with defense counsel?

Any objections, Mr. Sifuentes?

Ah, no, Your Honor. No.

Fifteen minutes.
Jury will stay.

I know Stephanie Hall, Victor,

and I know Kosar doesn't come
prancing in here like this

unless you've got him jacked up
pretty good.

He is telling the truth, Grace.

We sometimes use the lovely
Miss Hall ourselves. Okay?

I mean,
we're talking about a woman

who goes bounty hunting
on her vacations.

Now I am willing to bet.

that she threatened
Kosar physically

as well as with whatever dirt
she dug up on him.

So cross examine him.

I can do better than that.

I just might offer him immunity

on whatever it is
you got him on.

What good is that going to do?

In exchange for that, he'll
gladly tell

the jury exactly how
you motivated him

to come forward.

Who knows, if I remove duress,

his testimony
might even change.

Grace, look,

I am not going to deny
that we pushed this guy's hand

a little, just like you did
with Dunham.

But there's no way
that I would put false testimony

up on the stand.
Now, you know me.

You know,
what we both know, Victor,

is that even if your guy
did call it off,

he initially agreed
to commission the hit.

At a time when he was drunk and
he lacked

the mental capacity
to form an opinion...

Grace: Ah-uh, no go.

Grace, you are never going to
get a conviction here.

Now, you can go,
you can push Kosar all you want

but he just
established reasonable doubt

and we both know that, too!

I'll get whatever I can get,

but I'm not kicking him,
Victor.

Grace...

off the record, okay?

We both know
what went down in there.

Shaeffer did agree to the hit.

And the next day
he changed his mind.

Now the guy's not a saint.
But he's no murderer, either.

And we should...

We should be able
to work this thing out.

I can give you conspiracy
to commit assault.

That's the best I can do.

- Recommend probation?
- No, one year suspended.

C'mon, Victor, no jail time,
it is a bargain.

I think he'll go for that.

I think he will.

Deal?

Deal.

And did you ever threaten
anybody, Mr. Brackman?

Douglas: Absolutely not.

Put up any physical struggle?

Against the captain
and his copilot? Not I.

Jonathan: How about
the flight attendants?

Douglas: I'm not a bully, sir.

I just asked for permission
to leave.

Jonathan: Your witness.

You don't like to be kept
waiting, do you?

I'm not the most patient
of men, no.

But what would it have taken
to permit passengers to leave?

A flight of stairs
pushed up to the plane--

Excuse me. I don't believe

you've been qualified as an
expert witness

in airport ground operations,
have you?

I'm just trying to use
a little common sense.

That's all I was
trying to do on the plane.

I could've walked back
to the terminal

when you get
right down to it.

Ask that the witness confine
his comments

to answering the question.

C'mon, counsellor,
there's no jury here.

What are you worried about?

All I wanted on that plane

was to be dealt
with reasonably.

We get on a plane and we entrust

our lives to a company.

We trust that
the pilot's competent,

that the plane
has been properly maintained.

We trust that we'll get
where we're going

somewhere around
the time designated.

The company spends
millions of dollars

to encourage that very trust.

Tell me what happens
when they're not trustworthy?

What do I do?

Watch the movie?

Wait it out?

I'm not a violent person.

And I'm not
particularly reckless.

But things have
to make sense to me.

And sitting on a runway at
LAX for four-and-a-half hours

on Wednesday, things didn't.

man 1: Here, here!

Your Honor, I have to ask

that the witness be instructed
to stop making speeches.

Alright, step back, Mr. Appel.

Without specifically
endorsing the actions

taken by the defendant,
I'm convinced

there was
sufficient provocation

for all kinds of things
to have happened.

Insofar as the court finds

probably cause lacking as to
criminal intent,

I'm dismissing the charges.

- Your Honor--
- That's it. Gentlemen.

Any airline that tangles
with McKenzie Brackman

will know
they've been in a fight.

Is your firm gonna make
a specialty of taking them on?

We don't shy away from anyone.

Mr. Brackman,
one more question?

[indistinct chatter]

The inspiration was all
Mr. Brackman's.

I didn't get a chance
to thank you.

You came here just to do that?

No. As a matter of fact,
I came here to testify for you.

But you were doing
such a good job

that it wasn't even necessary.

I certainly appreciate
the gesture.

Well, you're getting that
court order,

that allowed me to
charter a plane

and make my meeting in Chicago.

Is that right?

By God, you are
one resourceful woman.

I'm also an attorney
with Householder and Doyle.

- Householder and Doyle?
- That's right.

I was going to Chicago for
the very same reason as you.

- Well, any word?
- Still waiting.

It's probably a lost cause

but I'm flying out
this afternoon.

Well, if it isn't us,
I hope it's you.

Likewise.

Mr. Brackman, win or lose,

will you let me
take you to dinner

when you get back from Chicago?

I'd like that a lot.

Rox? Dammit!

Roxanne!

Roxanne, wh...

Where the hell
is the Rosen file?

Here.

- What's the matter with you?
- What's the matter with you?

Nothing. I'm just having
one of those days.

Well, I have a lot
of those days,

and I don't take it out on you.

I'm sorry, okay?

Very heartfelt, Arnie.

[sighs]

Okay. You want to know
what's bugging me?

I make this videotape, right?

It's tearing up
the market place.

They're projecting sales in
the ten million dollar range.

People are starting to actually
recognize me in restaurants.

So I should be ecstatic, right?

Wrong. Because suddenly
everyone wants a piece of me.

Your husband gets 40%.

The partnership
gets 50% of my 60%,

which leaves me with 30%.

Five percent of that
has to go to overhead,

which leaves me
with a lousy 25%.

That's what's bugging me!

25% of ten million
is still a fortune, Arnie.

Roxanne, do you realize that
you and Dave

are gonna make more money
off my videotape than I am?

That if you divorced him
tomorrow,

you'd come out
with two million bucks cash

in community property?

Is that fair?

Rox?

Roxanne?

[knock on door]

I talked to McNally
an hour ago.

You can unpack your briefcase.

- Who'd they pick?
- You.

They read about your ruckus
in the Chicago papers.

McNally said something about
any lawyer aggressive enough

to find a legal way
to get off an airplane

caught in a holding pattern
should be smart enough

to fight off a hostile takeover.

[chuckles]

Congratulations, Douglas.

[laughing]

[car siren beeping]

Grace: Victor!

Victor, I didn't get a chance--

What?

I wanted to tell you. [laughs]

Wow! A preview of hell?

I know. It's terrible.

I refuse to put an alarm
in my car.

Anyway, I didn't get a chance
to see you after we closed.

And I just wanted to tell you

what a first-rate lawyer
you are, Victor.

Your client was really lucky
to have you.

Thanks, Grace. Thanks.

That means a lot
coming from you.

I just hope you and I get to go
up against each other again

one of these days.

Me, too.

See you.

Grace...

Mike and I are friends...

I know.

I'm sorry.

I just always wanted to do that.

From the first time I ever
saw you in the P.D.'s office.

It will never happen again.

I promise.

You okay?

Yeah, okay.

Good night.

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