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[crickets chirping]

I've got a ticket from
when we changed the buses,

and a ticket from the movies.

Two more for my ticket box.
[light laugh]

What's a ticket box?

When my father comes home
from a trip,

I get the ticket
and I put it in the box.

I've got tickets
from everywhere I ever went.

Well, if-- if you come with me
on the bus a-- another time,

y-- you can get,
uh, more tickets.

- [laughs]
- From your own trips.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah.

And next time, you can pick
where we'd go to.

I know what I'll pick.

Benny: What?

The same as tonight.

Everything the same as tonight.

Exactly.

Me too.

Exactly.

Benny.

[door opens]

I thought I heard you.
Come on in, Alice.

It's getting late.

Need a lift to the bus, Benny?

No, I-- I... No. Ah-uh.

Well, thanks for bringing
Alice home on time.

Good night, now.

[door creaking]

[door closed]

[theme music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

If we could settle in, people.

First up,
an official welcome back

to Ms. Abigail Perkins,

who begins her second tenure

with McKenzie Brackman today.

Arnie: Yeah, Abby.

Hip hip hurray!

- Hear, hear.
- Thank you very much.

For making me feel so welcome.

And thank you, Dorothy,
for surrendering my chair.

Well, as I was coming in,
a wicked witch wrote

"Surrender Dorothy" in the sky
with her broomstick.

My God, she made a joke.

Moving on, let us not forget

the Annual McKenzie Brackman
Attorneys' dinner

will be held
this Thursday night.

We're at Fontaine's.

Cocktails at 7:00,
dinner at 8:00.

Of course, this party presumes

that we'll all be
healthy enough to attend.

Victor,
how are you feeling today?

Like death.

Might I suggest that you take
a few days off to recoup.

The last thing we need
is for this entire office

to be crippled by the flu.

Oh, that's very considerate
of you Douglas,

especially since it was you
who gave it to me.

Arnie: Ten bucks says
Abby gets it next.

Sudden exposure is deadly.

Michael: Oh, I don't know.
My money's on Dorothy.

She's looking a little white
around the gills.

Leland: Alright.
This is no laughing matter,

and we should all take
precautions

to avoid paralyzing
the whole firm.

Victor, it probably does make
sense for you to go on home.

I've got some business
to clean up here

and then I'm off to bed,
don't worry.

Yablonsky versus Green.

Oh.

Land-use dispute
over an undeveloped parcel

in Benedict Canyon.
It's still under discovery.

Thompson
versus Lyon Securities.

Trial starts in two weeks.

And it's a bear,
I'm gonna need some help.

- I'm free.
Ann: Good.

It's a basic 10b-5 case,

but with a lot of crazy twists.

We'll meet this week,
we can go over the file.

Good.

Down for the count.

Douglas: Ah, Ms. Wyler?

I'm sorry.

I think I have the flu.

You owe me ten bucks.

Sheldon: That amount reflects
the present day value

of the projected
video earnings,

as verified by your accountant
and mine.

Good.

Initial the addendum here...

and sign here.

Righto.

One more signature,

acknowledging receipt
of the check.

Press down,
you're making copies.

Eight hundred and twenty five
thousand dollars.

Enjoy.

Arnie, as always.

Sheldon, it's mutual.

God is your witness,
you'll never be hungry again.

This doesn't seem real.

It's very real, Rox.
You're loaded.

I'm gonna blow this, Arnie.

Roxanne.

The only reason I have this
is because of David.

And you.

Left to my own devices, I end up
in bankruptcy, remember?

You're holding a check with
a lot of numbers on it, Rox.

Bankruptcy
is hardly a threat here.

All I know is...
alone, I failed.

And this check,
however many numbers are on it,

means I'm alone again.

You're not alone.

Stuart Markowitz
is gonna put together

an estate plan for you that's
gonna set you up for life.

Hey, c'mon lady, smile.

You're free, you're single,
you're, you're rich!

[crying]

Come here.

Ssh.

Walter: You two
are telling me

solicitation-to-commit-assault

can't be pled out?

I've offered
a year's probation, Your Honor.

That's the best I can do
on a felony.

Mr. MacLeish?

My client
will not plead guilty.

- It's as simple as that.
- Mr. Bostik.

You know that there's
a very real possibility

of jail time
if you're convicted.

I'm aware of that, Your Honor,
and believe me,

I don't relish the thought.

The fact is, though,
this is a free speech issue,

and I'm not being sanctimonious
when I say that.

I have a talk show. Free speech
is my bread and butter.

When you instruct your audience
to attack a man

and they beat him to death
in the parking lot,

I'd say you've crossed
the bounds of free speech.

I also suspect your eagerness
for a trial has more to do

with the publicity
you can milk out of it

than it does
with the First Amendment.

I guess I'll see you
in court at 2:00.

A trial's great promotion,

there's no question of that,
Ms. Van Owen.

But you are prosecuting this,
not I.

I'm prosecuting you
because you're a criminal.

Well, in any case,
there's no hard feelings.

You do your thing,
I'll do mine.

Right now, it's show time.

Ms. Lazar, how did you
happen to be

in the audience
of the Pete Bostik Show

on the night in question?

I was invited by Moira Noonan,
one of Mr. Bostik's producers.

She got in touch
with the Prison Project,

which is a prisoner's rights
organization I'm involved with.

How many supporters
of your particular view point

do you estimate were there?

Two. Myself and Leonard Kaiser.

Is it your opinion that
the tape we're about to see

is a fair and accurate
representation

of the events
that took place that night?

- Yes.
Grace: Your Honor.

The court officer
will play the tape.

Let me get this straight.

A man rapes my daughter,
murders my mother,

and I should worry about
whether he has a good selection

of reading material
in the prison library?

You're damn right
you should worry about it!

What do you do
with people like this, folks?

Alvin: Murder the hump!

- When you brutalize people--
- Why is it--

Why is it that
all you limousine liberals

only worry about the vermin,

huh, Lennie? Why is that?

Because they're not vermin!

You know
what I would have them do?

I would have them
on their hands and knees

cleaning out toxic waste dumps.

I would have them licking out

the insides
of nuclear reactors.

Zoe: How about when
they're released from prison?

- What's going to happen them?
Pete: Well, if they're smart

they'd head over to your house
in Beverly Hills

for a little R & R--

Zoe: You're just a school
yard bully, you know that?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Are you gonna tell me
you never went

for a little third world nookie?

Leonard: Why are you
humiliating this young woman?

Pete: What do you think?

Am I being too tough
on these sob sisters?

audience: Pete, Pete, Pete...

This is a lynch mob, Mr. Bostik.

Pete: Yeah.
Just so long as it's you--

You and all the rich bitches

who make it so people
can't walk on the street!

Kevin: I've got something
to say.

I'd like to see how much
compassion you have

for the guy who hits you
upside the head!

[audience cheering]
I'd like to know that too!

Maybe it'll knock
some sense into him!

man 1: Get him out of here!
Get him out of here!

Leonard: Don't you understand,
you idiots?

This is what Hitler did!

Zoe: Stop it! Stop it!

Alright,
alright, alright, folks,

just take it out
to the parking lot, shall we?

Stay with us, folks.
We'll be right back.

audience: Pete, Pete, Pete...

Pete, Pete, Pete...

I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

Ms. Lazar, had you or Mr. Kaiser

ever watched
the Pete Bostik Show

prior to going on it?

Yes.

So you knew
it was confrontational.

I didn't think
that the audience

would behave
like a bunch of animals.

They're not animals!

They are the American people
and if you talked

to them one time maybe
you'd learn something!

Mr. Bostik, I am not going
to tell you again!

Rich bitch, rich bitch...

Rich bitch, rich bitch,
rich--

The court officers
will remove these people.

audience: Rich bitch,
rich bitch, rich bitch...

It was a total disaster.
Unbelievable.

- How're you feeling?
- About the same.

So what happened?

We're shooting that stupid
rock video for Living Death.

Oh, yeah, heavy metal.

You know, a zoo.
They got a goat,

a miniature pig,
a 12-foot python.

Lord knows why,
they're got absolutely

nothing to do with the song.

Hey, I love animals.

Allison: Then you're not gonna
like this.

After the second take,
we're reloading,

when all of a sudden,
the python swallows the pig.

Excuse me?

It was a very small pig
but still.

The pig guy goes nuts, saying
this was a prize stud hog.

The snake guy is freaking,
screaming

the thing's supposed
to be on a pork-free diet.

The lead singer doesn't want
the snake draped over him now

'cause it's got this
big lump in it

and in the meantime
the stage manager

is pouring vegetable oil
down its throat,

hoping it'll get sick
and puke the piglet.

- Allison...
- Everybody's threatening

to sue everybody, Victor,
and I need a good lawyer

to defuse the situation.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Look, I am very sick.
I need to go home.

If we just pull everyone
together for a meeting

- I'm sure we can--
- No.

This is lousy timing, Allison.

Victor... I know that
there are certain people

that think that just because
they are involved with a lawyer

they're entitled
to special favors

with their legal problems.

I think it's really important

that at this stage
of our relationship,

you realize I'm one of them.

- Oh, Allison.
- I know you're busy, sweetie.

But this shoot
is so over budget already

and I don't want to get fired
from this job.

Alright.
Get 'em in her tomorrow.

I'll give you 20 minutes
and that's it.

Thank you, baby.

I promise it will be over
and done with in a flash.

Feel better.

[sighs]

Ann: That just leaves
the three experts.

I'll take 'em.

Two were deposed,
I'll get you the transcripts.

We got a pretrial tomorrow
on scheduling.

Want me to take it?

If you don't mind. I, uh...

I think I've have a taste
of Victor's flu.

- I might stay home.
- Stay home.

Go to the doctor.
Go to the beach, whatever.

I got you covered.

It is great to be working
with you again, counselor.

Likewise, counselor.

[chuckles]

I have to admit, I took
a certain perverse pleasure

in watching Douglas scramble
for a new associate.

One thing I have to know...

did you at least make him
squirm before you said yes?

Nah.

Well, maybe a little.

[laughter]

- Come in, Leo.
- Thank you, Douglas.

I'll see if Stuart Markowitz
can join us.

No, no.

I'm here on a personal matter.

I agonized about coming
to see you about this...

but I think we may have
a problem with Benny.

- What?
- Don't get me wrong.

He's been, in many ways,
a godsend to Alice.

She was at the point where...

Well, she was so secure
in her routine,

I was afraid
she was gonna spend

the rest of her life
in the house.

And Benny's changed that.

- So what's the problem?
- I'm not sure.

But I think he tried to take
advantage of Alice.

- You're kidding.
Leo: I opened the door.

he was trying to kiss her.

I can't be positive but...

It looked like
he wasn't gonna stop there,

if you know what I mean.

I can't believe it.

Alice had no idea
what was going on.

She's so damn innocent,
she had no way

of knowing what he was getting
ready to do.

- I'll talk to him.
- I wish you would.

I think it's very important
that we stop this right now.

I couldn't agree more.

Thank you, Douglas.

Ms. Noonan, were you surprised

when Mr. Bostik's Show
turned violent that night?

Not at all. We had always
intended for it to turn violent.

It worked for Geraldo.
We thought it would work for us.

Was Mr. Bostik
aware of the plan?

Moira: Of course. He was
in all the production meetings.

And he acted accordingly?

No, he did not.

He set out to provoke
a level of violence

we never envisioned, and
definitely

never would have endorsed.

- We didn't want a killing.
Grace: Thank you.

I have no further questions.

You yourself were charged

with criminal conspiracy
following this incident

were you not?

Yes, I was.

And you cut a deal
with the D.A.'s office

in which you agreed
to testify against Mr. Bostik.

- You're right.
MacLeish: Tell us...

Isn't it true that whenever
a fight has broken out

before this on the show,

you've publicized
the hell out of it?

Moira: The fact
that we publicized fights

does not mean that we condone
what Pete was doing that day!

But he was doing exactly
what you wanted him to.

First of all,

nothing happens
because I want it to.

What's on the air
is what you think

people are gonna watch.

If you're right,
you're a genius.

If you're wrong,
you're out of work.

Do you honestly think
that Pete Bostik is responsible

for what happened
in that parking lot?

He should've known something
was gonna happen. Yes.

MacLeish: Well,
you were his producer.

If he should've known,
you should've known.

Why didn't you call the police?

Why didn't you have
security people out there?

I didn't think
it would be necessary.

Neither did Pete.

In fact, he thought
that he had done a good show.

That is why you were
congratulating him,

isn't it, Ms. Noonan?

Well, I'm not
congratulating him now.

Why he's not your
meal ticket anymore.

You rode his back
to television glory

and now you're done with him.

Get something straight.
I invented Pete Bostik!

He was doing cable TV spots
for some

discount appliance stores
when I found him.

I told him what to wear,
I told him what to say.

He just started believing
his own publicity, that's all.

He fell in love with all these
nitwits chanting his name.

- Mickey.
- Hi. Quite a case.

I tried to call you.

You, you, you, you

Looks like we're surrounded.

What you mean "we," kimosabe?

Nancy: Any predictions, Grace?

None whatsoever.

Pretty strange, huh?

- Just be careful.
- I know.

Look,
if things start getting rough,

I want you to call me.

What happens then?

I don't know what happens then.

I just wanna make sure
you're safe.

You know,
I miss talking to you, Kuzak.

- Do you?
- Yeah.

Well, would you go so far

as to accompany me to the firm
dinner on Thursday night?

You mean like a date?

I mean like two people

who miss each other's company

spending a little time
together.

[laughs]

Okay, counselor.

Thursday night it is.

Mr. Brackman?
You wanted to see me?

Yes, Benny, come in.

Benny.

Mr. Hackett came in to see me
this morning.

He says you were kissing
Alice the other night.

Is that true?

Yeah.

Well, he's very concerned.

He's afraid you might try
to do things with Alice

that she's not quite ready for.

Do you understand
what I'm talking about?

I-I don't know.

Well, I guess
what I'm saying is...

holding Alice's hand...

giving her a kiss, that's okay.

But anything
more than kissing...

that might not be
a very good idea right now.

I-I didn't touch her
any place bad.

Nobody's saying
you did anything wrong, Benny.

But, uh, fathers

they get very protective about
their daughters sometimes.

And I have to respect
Mr. Hackett's concerns.

Does this mean I can't
be with Alice anymore?

- Do you like Alice?
- Yeah.

Do you think she likes you?

I think.

Well, if you like each other,

and you enjoy
each other's company,

I see no reason why you
shouldn't be friends with her.

Okay, before we get started,
I'd like point out

that I'm here
as Ms. Gottlieb's attorney.

Mr. Wiseboro, I understand
you're an attorney yourself.

Mr. Zifrin, to the extent
this becomes adversarial,

you might want to consider
retaining

your own counsel, in case--

Of course, it's gonna be
adversarial.

His stupid snake
murdered my pig.

- In self-defense.
- Self-defense?

- Victor: Mr. Wiseboro.
- It was a crazy pig.

It charged Alan.

- He had to gulp it.
- Oh, right!

Victor: Hey, guys!

Now, you'll both be able
to tell your side of the story.

Just calm down. Let's take this
one step at a time.

Okay?

Sir, [sniffs]

what do you mean
when you say the pig was crazy?

I mean it was nuts.

It was running up and down

Alan's back, hoofing him.

That's his way of showing
affection.

- Is Alan a snake?
Wiseboro: Yes, Alan's a snake.

And he's not just any snake,
he's a family pet,

the only pet my family has.

Yeah. Probably because
he swallowed the dog.

- David, stop it.
David: I won't stop it.

He comes in bragging
how trained

the stupid thing is.

"Alan, come here."
"Alan, stay."

"Alan, flip over
and show us your belly."

Did anybody say,
"Alan, eat the pig?"

I never heard that.

[phone rings]

I can't take this.

Victor: Hello?

David, I know
how upsetting this is,

but we have
to act constructively.

It was an accident...

Wiseboro: Oh, God.

God, no. Please no.

Okay, okay,
you better tell the kids

and... I'll take care
of all the arrangements.

Alan's dead.

- You killed my snake.
- Me?

Your stage manager
vegetable oiled him.

He was sick all night
and now he's dead.

Oh, for God's sake.

I'm suing you
and I'm suing you.

Sir, as I understand it

the value of the snake
is six thousand dollars.

Now even preliminary litigation
will run you more--

I don't give a damn
how much it costs!

We're talking about Alan!

I have a funeral to plan.

I'll see you all in court.

[laughs]

Victor, you have got
to make this thing go away.

- Settle it.
- I am done, Allison.

I've tried my best. That's it.

[sighs]
Did you hear this guy?

He is never gonna
settle this case.

I could be on the hook
for negligence,

emotional distress,
you gotta make it go away.

I need to go home.
I'm sick. I should be in bed--

I know you can do it, honey.

I know you can come up
with the some idea

that's really fantastic.

You're great.

[sighs]

[engine revving]

[horn honking]

And the fact is,
that you are currently

serving time for manslaughter

following the death of
Leonard Kaiser, is that right?

That's right. I'm doing
six big ones at San Luis Obispo.

In case you wanna send me
a Christmas card, Pete.

Mr. Garwood,
just answer the questions.

Did anyone on
Mr. Bostik's staff

speak to you prior to the show?

Oh, yeah. This guy came up
to me and my two friends.

And he said, "I want you
guys to rock an' roll tonight."

He said, "Pete wants
to see some action."

We said, "Great."

Then, uh,
during a commercial break,

Pete said "Get your
butt up here and jam."

But Leonard Kaiser
died of injuries

sustained in the parking lot.

Well, I couldn't
just turn it off, ya' know?

As soon as
we saw him out there,

we just got into it
all over again.

Grace: Thank you.
I have no further questions.

You have previous convictions
for felonious assault,

for receiving stolen property,

driving while intoxicated,

anybody ever tell you
to commit those crimes?

Grace: Objection. Irrelevant.

Walter: Sustained.

Did Pete Bostik ever tell you
to kill anybody?

He told me to smack the guy.
That's what I did.

Is that all you did in the
parking lot? Smack him?

- I never meant to kill him.
MacLeish: But you did.

And Pete Bostik was nowhere
near the parking lot, was he?

- No.
- I have no further questions.

Hey, what happened, Pete?

How come you wouldn't help
me out when I was arrested?

I thought I was on the team.

You were never
on the team, punk!

That's enough, gentlemen.

And my right
to handle the tough issues

is not gonna be jeopardized
by the likes of you, baby.

Pete, Pete,
Pete, Pete, Pete...

Pete, Pete, Pete, Pete...

Order in this courtroom!

Alright, cool it.
Cool it. Cool it, gang.

Stuart: Okay. We'll put you
into a house on the westside,

say, Westwood adjacent
at 20% down.

You buy a single premium
deferred annuity,

which takes care
of your retirement,

and you pay off your
mother's condo in Florida,

which makes you
a very nice person.

And
the fourteen thousand dollars

that David gave me
to pay off my debts.

Right, plus, ah, we keep

a hundred thousand
liquid in CD's

and tie up
four hundred thousand

in tax-free municipal bonds,

which would give you
an annual income of...

just under
thirty-eight thousand dollars.

- Thirty-eight thousand?
Stuart: Mm-hmm.

From all that?

[chuckles] Rox,
if you want a higher income,

don't tie up all that money
in a house.

Look, this is a plan
that makes you safe for life.

I thought I was rich.

I'm only safe.

What if I wanted
to quit my job?

Well, [sighs]

that you didn't tell me.

I thought maybe

I should give myself
a fresh start.

Maybe away from here.

I can make some adjustments.

Dial back the annuity,
jack up the income.

Plus if you're relocating
you don't wanna buy a house.

Could I leave here
if I wanted to, Stuart?

You're financially independent,
Roxanne.

That much I can guarantee you.

If the only reason
you're hanging around here

is to pick up a paycheck...

maybe you should go.

- Douglas.
- Leo?

In your office, please.

Benny called Alice last night.
They made a date for Saturday.

I thought I made myself
clear yesterday, Douglas.

I spoke to Benny.

He understands your concern

and I'm satisfied
there won't be a problem.

I'm not satisfied!

I specifically told you
to tell Benny

not to see my daughter!

First of all, I don't see
anything wrong

with their seeing each other.

Secondly, it is not my place
to tell Benny

how to live his personal life.

Hey! I'm the client
who pays your firm

a million bucks a year,
making it my place

to tell you anything I want!

It's your place
to carry out my wishes.

Not when you wishes
are unreasonable.

I don't want Benny going
anywhere near my daughter!

You're the one who wanted Benny
to show her the outside world.

And now that she's seen it,

you're afraid
she might want to live in it.

If he goes near her,
or if he even calls her,

I'm yanking all my business!
You understand, Douglas?

Benny's an adult.
So is Alice.

If they choose
to spend time together,

that's their decision.

And I sure as hell
won't tell Benny

how to live his life
just to accommodate

the baseless paranoia
of a client,

no matter how much business
that client generates.

You're making a big mistake!

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hi.

So you been successful
at avoiding the office flu?

So far.

Will I see you
at the dinner on Thursday?

I wasn't planning to go.

Really?
It's kind of an expected thing.

Oh, I didn't know. Hmm.

And it always
is a pretty nice evening.

I better go then.

If you feel weird
'cause you don't know people,

I'd be happy
to take you with me.

I'm not suggesting a date.

No, no, I know that.

Rest assured,
I continue to respect

your wishes about
that whole arena.

As I continue
to appreciate your respect.

So how 'bout I go alone,

you go alone, we both go alone,

not together?

- That'll be fine.
- Good.

That's good.

I'll see you there.

[giggles]
I'll see you there.

[laughs]

Did you ever intend
for your audience members

to physically
attack Leonard Kaiser, sir?

No way.

MacLeish: Why do you think
it happened?

You got a volatile issue here.

People are sick to death

with hearing about
the rights of criminals.

As far as I'm concerned,
criminals have no rights.

You got a problem
with prison conditions?

Real simple solution,

don't get sent to prison.

[applause]

Alright. Alright.

Let's dispense
with the applause here.

How do you feel
about what happened that night?

Bad.

Let me tell you why I feel bad.

A man's dead
that's numero uno.

Any loss of life is tragic.

But I also feel bad
because we're better than that.

Get angry? Yes.

Resort to violence? No way.

Now if you had to do

the whole thing all over again,

would you do anything
differently?

If you're asking me
whether I wish

I could prevent what happened,

the answer is yes.

If you're asking me whether

I'd stop saying
the things that need to be said

because I'm frightened
of the consequences,

the answer, Mr. Macleish,
is a resounding no.

I said I don't want to hear
and applause in this courtroom.

If I hear it again,

you people are going to be
escorted out.

MacLeish: I have no
further questions, Your Honor.

Let's look at some of the
other issues

you covered during
this sweeps period.

The Shiite Moslems

with the publishers
of a Khomeni joke book.

That was a good show.

Young American Nazis

with concentration camp victims.

Pete: That's real stuff,
we have to get that out

in the open so that we, us...

the American people
can say what's what

and not the big shots
we usually hear from.

That's right,
Tell 'em, Pete!

That's it!
Escort those people out! Now!

[audience chanting Pete]

Judge, this was just
a spontaneous thing.

This isn't
a spontaneous place, Mr. Bostik.

In all honesty, Judge Swanson,

this isn't the way
you've treated

certain other activist groups.

[indistinct chatter]

Donald: You show 'em, Pete!

What was it about Kevin Garwood
that made you

want him up
at that microphone, sir?

I try to provide my audience
with a forum.

The people who read
the L.A. Times don't need me.

Joe Lunch bucket does.

Except you didn't want
to hear Joe Lunch bucket talk,

you wanted to see him fight.

Wrong, alright?
You're wrong.

You sat with your producers
and orchestrated the fight--

Objection.

- She's badgering the witness.
Walter: Sustained.

Did you ever think to warn

Leonard Kaiser, Mr. Bostik?

- Warn him about what?
- That he was being set-up.

MacLeish: Objection.
Walter: Sustained.

You controlled the make-up
of the audience.

Don't you think you at least
owed it

to Leonard Kaiser to say,

"Roll with it,
I'm going to sic my mob on ya,

but it's just for the ratings?"

My mob?

I've got a news flash for ya,
there's no such thing!

I don't control them!

Hell, I'm more,
I'm more at risk than anyone.

In the studio,
out of the studio,

wherever I am I've always
got security people with me.

The ones who killed that man

could just as easily
have killed me.

[Victor sneezes]

Are you crazy?

I am not crazy, Your Honor,

this is a legitimate
ex parte motion

and I would appreciate
your ruling on it.

You want me to order this guy
to turn over a dead snake?

Victor: Papers were filed
against my client yesterday,

Your Honor, alleging that she
contributed

to the passing of this snake.

Now we need access
to the python

in order to perform an autopsy,

which autopsy is my clients
sole hope of exoneration.

Stone: I've been doing this
for a long time

and I still don't believe this.

It says here
the thing ate a pig.

That would be correct,
Your Honor.

The python did consume

a small Chinese pot belly pig

after which an agent
of my client fed the assailant

vegetable oil in an attempt
to induce it

to vomit forth it's victim.

It's-- [sneezes]

Excuse me.

It's all there in paragraph two

of my client's declaration,
Your Honor.

And you want the autopsy

to disprove
the plaintiff's charge

that you poisoned the snake.

That's right, Your Honor.

And upon information
and belief,

a funeral service
has been scheduled

for the snake tomorrow,

making time of the essence.

I'm sure there's a reason
not to do this

but I can't think of it.

Okay, I'll order the autopsy.

Clerk will draft it.

Thank you very much,
Your Honor.

[sniffs]

clerk: Robin versus McCarthy...

Now what? Suppose the autopsy
proves we poisoned it?

There will not be an autopsy,
Allison.

What are you talking about?

You just asked the judge
to order it.

Allison.

You are gonna take me home.

You are gonna put me to bed.

You're gonna make me some soup.

Okay, Sifuentes.

Let's get you home
and make you soup.

Folks...

my name is Pete Bostik.

I want you
to hear this from me.

No lawyers, no suits,
no briefcases.

Me, Pete.

I'm not the brightest guy
in the world.

I never said that I was.
I'm just a guy.

I yell a little too loud
at ball games

I believe in God,
I love my country.

I'm one of the nitwits.

The dolts, the dummies,
the morons

who clean carpets
and install mufflers.

I'm the cop on the beat,

the 45-year-old woman
who sits at a cash register,

I'm you.

I call 'em like way I see 'em,
and I thank God

we live in a country
where that's possible.

Now, if you send me to prison,

it's because
that idea frightens you.

Freedom is a scary thing
sometimes,

even though it is our
birth right as Americans.

The thing is, are we going
to permit free speech

only if it doesn't inflame
passions,

rouse the listener to act?

I said what I thought.

I didn't advocate violence.

I didn't advocate killing.

I wasn't even present
when the killing occurred.

If you convict me,
you convict yourselves

of being unable to do

what generations
of Americans have done.

Like it says
on the license plate

of the Granite State,

Live Free or Die!

Mr. Bostik's told you

that this trial
says as much about us

as it does about him.

I agree.

He's told you

that this trial
is about freedom.

I agree with that, too.

But Mr. Bostik says

that this case
is about free speech

and there I disagree.

Deliberately orchestrating
and instigating

a physical assault

to boost the ratings
of a TV show

isn't speech,

it's deliberate violence.

He didn't have
to be in that parking lot.

He got things started
back in the studio.

He whipped that audience
into a, a frenzy

and now shrugs his shoulders
at the consequences.

Pete Bostik says

he represents the American way.

He's a liar.

The American way

wouldn't have left
a 50-year old man

dead in a parking lot

for nothing more than his ideas.

But if violence and brute force
will get you ratings,

Pete'll give 'em
to you every time.

And Pete Bostik says he's you.

By your verdict,
ladies and gentlemen,

you will indicate
whether or not you agree.

Thank you.

[knock on door]

This is becoming
a daily routine.

You here to pick up
your files, Leo?

No. I'm here to apologize.

I was way out of line
yesterday.

I not only respect you
for telling me

so I thank you for it.

When, uh,
she heard I was coming in here,

she insisted I bring her along
so she could see Benny.

Seems like you've done
an about-face.

Well...

believe it or not,

after you finished telling me
to go to hell yesterday,

I went home and told Alice
not to see Benny anymore

and then she basically
told me to go to hell.

It was the most
independent moment of her life.

And I think I have Benny
to thank for that independence.

Daddy?
Can I go with Benny for lunch?

Well, I don't know, honey.
I, uh,

have to get back to the office.

Uh, I can bring her
to your office after lunch.

We can take the bus.

Okay. Uh, sure. That'd be fine.

Oh, good!

C'mon, Benny.
Bye, Daddy.

Leo: I don't know, Douglas.

Daughters are tough.

Sir, I can explain to you
why I--

There's no explanation!

What kind of a person are you,
denying him his funeral?

There doesn't have to be
an autopsy, Mr. Wiseboro.

This is only happening
because of you.

- Wiseboro: Me?
- Yes, sir, you.

You're the one
who filed this lawsuit,

making Alan's corpse
a piece of evidence

in a state court proceeding.

It's because of this complaint,
Alan has to go to forensics

instead of his final
resting place.

I'm just trying
to avenge his death.

You say you love, Alan.

But if you really did,
you wouldn't

be exalting your
own sense of vindictiveness

over the welfare of his soul.

That's not fair.

I know you're in pain,
Mr. Wiseboro.

But just imagine
how your hurt

will be compounded
if Alan's body

is chopped up in an autopsy.

You're trying to guilt me.

Victor: If you drop
this lawsuit,

Alan's body will have
no evidentiary value

and you could give him the
funeral service he would want.

It's the right thing to do.

Ten thousand dollars,
bank check

by the end of business day
on Friday.

- Fifteen.
- Ten.

That's 4000 more than the
market value of the snake.

He's not just any snake.

Because he's not just any snake.

Let go, Mr. Wiseboro.

Settle this case.

So that Alan can finally
go to...

snake heaven.

Okay. Okay.

[coughs]

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

clerk: Will the defendant rise.

Walter: What say you?

We find the defendant guilty.

- Ah, you got jobbed, Pete!
- Sit down, madame.

Pete: I apologize for this
young lady, Your Honor.

Every person on this jury

ought to be ashamed
of yourselves.

- You hear me?
- Get him out of here.

Sentencing is set down
for the eighth.

The jury's dismissed
with the court's appreciation.

We are in recess.

I just wanna say that I'm gonna
continue to speak out!

I'm gonna take these issues
to the American people,

let them decide just
what the hell kind of country

we want to live in!

Boskities: In it to win it!
In it to win it!

Listen, Your Honor,
that's their verdict!

Boskities: In it to win it!
In it to win it!

Pete: Ms. Van Owen?

Can I see you for a minute?

Where's your attorney?

I told him
I want to see you myself.

Fine.

I thought you did
a hell of a job in there.

If you would ever want
to be a guest

on my show, just say the word...

- I'd love to have you.
- I'll let you know.

Now, my lawyer tells me
that the judge is gonna follow

your recommendation
on sentencing.

That's right.

Well, I want to make sure
nothing's out of context,

fun is fun. But I've got
to know where I stand.

[sighs] You really are scary,
you know that?

- It's an act.
- Yeah.

You turn it on,
you turn it off.

I'm a performer.
I got a schtick that works.

So, what's it gonna be?
Probation?

My recommendation to the judge

is for the maximum prison term
allowed by law.

You're gonna send me
to prison?

Oh, yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait...
you're telling me

I got to spend
a year of my life in prison?

I don't belong in prison.
I'm not a criminal.

This is show business.

That's not me on the show,
that's a character.

Like Jose Jimenez
or Crazy Guggenheim.

Prison is not an act.
Prison is real!

So was the guy who died.

The American people won't
let you get away with this.

They will not let you
get away with this.

The American people will yell

Pete, Pete, for a while

and then they will
forget about you

and find someone else.

[dramatic music]

Allison: Fifteen hundred
dollars,

I should report you
to the state bar.

Considering everything
that I had to do

under the conditions
that I had to do it,

fifteen hundred dollars
is very, very cheap.

That's right.

- I want pro Bono.
- Yeah, I'll show you pro Bono.

Well, Diana, I'm glad your
situation at home is settled.

man 2: Ms. Kelsey.
There's a phone call for you.

Here? Excuse me.

Well, I'm very grateful
for all the support

I've gotten from the firm.

Particularly from Jonathan.

The thing is,

I used to need this job
for the money.

Then I married David,

I needed it
for the independence.

Now I've got freedom.
I don't need this job at all.

- I discover that I want it.
- You sure?

Roxanne: People I care
most about are here.

The people who care
most about me are here.

I can't walk out on that.

I can't walk out on you, Arnie.

You don't owe me anything,
Roxanne.

I owe you a lot.

But the reason I'm staying...

is because I like it here.

Well, here's to that, then.

Here's to that.

So here we are.
Platonic friends.

Seems perfectly natural.

[chuckles]

The Kuzak sarcasm.

Oh, I miss it.
I miss you, Michael.

I miss you, too, Grace.

What do you miss the most?

Hmm.

Everything.

Think we'll miss it less
as time goes on?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Ann: Thank you, Doctor.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Thank you.

Why'd she call you here?
What'd she say?

Ann, what?

I went to Dr. Wootton today
you know,

because I thought
I had the flu.

I'm pregnant.

Wh--

- How'd that happen?
- The normal way, honey.

One of your little marines
hit its beachhead.

Oh, yeah?

Can we go home?
Let's get out of here.

She's sure?
She's absolutely sure?

Positive. I might be as much
as two months.

Two months, huh?

Oh, I knew I missed
my last period

but I thought it was stress,
or...

[chuckles]

How are we gonna tell everyone?
What are we gonna say?

Stuart, we can't tell anybody,

not for at least another month.

Until I'm through
the first trimester,

we don't say a word
to anybody. Okay?

I've got the flu.
That's why we're leaving.

- Okay.
- Stuart, Ann.

Our table is ready.

- Um.
- We're not staying for dinner.

Douglas: What?

Ann's flu is really kicking up.
She feels terrible.

So, ah, we're gonna,
we're gonna go home.

Is there anything we can do?

No. It's nothing it's just...

I'm pregnant.

- Ann?
- Ann.

I know but I can't help it.
I can't hold it in.

I love you, Stuart.
I'm going to have your baby.

I love you too.

- Congratulations.
- Congratulations.

Congratulations.

I-I can't.
I-I-I love you guys.

We love you, but, uh...

we got to get out of here.

[instrumental music]

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