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Everybody else is going. I don't care about everybody else. You're not.

Dad? Never mind Dad.

- You are not going on an unsupervised camping trip. - In a backyard, Mom.

- A large backyard. - Billy's older brother's gonna be watchin'--

Billy's older brother is 15. Can we just eat, please?

That is not supervision for nine 13-year-olds. I'm sorry.

- Is it just overnight? - Girls and boys. No, I am sorry.

I'm so sick of never being able to-- [ Man ] Kevin.

- She treats me like I'm 10! It's, like, ridiculous! - I'm treating you like you're--

Don't speak to me in that tone of voice, young man!

Benny Ray is going. Kyle Tanner is going.

Kevin, I don't care what they're doing.

- If Kyle Tanner jumped off a bridge, would you? - Shut up, Carol.

[ Carol ] Unacceptable. The other kids think I'm a joke because--

- We're not talking about other kids. - Why do I have to--

That is enough. You don't talk to your mother that way.

[ Huffs ] Oh.

It's a bunch of kids in an overnight tent. Is it really that big a deal?

Yes. They're not old enough to-- Will the parents be home inside?

John, support me please.

What message do we send? If you stomp away from the table, you get what you want?

- Mommy's big on messages. - All right, Carol.

Kevin told me to shut up, and that's unacceptable. Yes, it is.

I think maybe we have to explain the reason and not always hit him with "no."

Honey, I did give him a reason. He just can't accept it because all his friends are going.

[ Carol Screaming ] No!

[ Line Ringing ]

[ Cell Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Where did you get the gun?

The safe.

I keep it in a safe upstairs.

Kevin knew the combination in case--

You say you didn't wanna kill her?

What did you think would happen if you shot her?

I was just so mad.

I don't know.

What have you done?

A little face lift, that's all.

What's this? What's that? None of it works, but it looks like it does.

And the point being-- The point being...

any new client who comes in here will feel confident that we have all the resources.

I'm afraid of computers. Where's my stuff? Where's my photos?

I have a meeting with John Monahan of Crutcher and Dunn.

He's exploring the idea of using us for their class action asbestos.

- Really? - They heard about our tobacco cases.

Asbestos? Plaintiffs. We'd be on the side of merit, Ellenor.

And the case is huge. You'd be able to fill your other ear with metal.

- Funny. - But we're never gonna land them unless we look up to it.

Is that what this is about? Partly.

They want us to actually try the case? They want a meeting.

But I think that's what it's about.

Arms up.

I go into appeals this afternoon.

You got the video? We got it.

So we have a chance. With the video, we got a shot, right?

I'd go so far as to even say a good chance.

But courts don't like to put killers back on the street.

But the Constitution--

That's like, uh, sacred to those judges, right?

Sacred, I don't know. But, yeah, most of them have read it.

Ms. Gamble, this boy is an honor student.

He's never been caught in the hall without a pass.

This is a book report he wrote about some poetry last fall.

Just take a second and read it.

This is a good kid.

- Mr. Larson, you're a friend of the family? - That's right.

I know your firm. It's as good as any in this town.

But you're primarily a civil litigator, right?

I mean no offense, but--

Well, sometimes "friends of the family" lawyers can do more harm than good.

This boy's in a lot of trouble.

He needs an experienced criminal defense attorney.

I appreciate your candor. I do plan to find someone--

Well, he should've been in this room from the beginning.

Do you know Bobby Donnell?

I've certainly heard of him, and not all good.

For this stuff, there's nobody better.

What's more, he doesn't phone it in. Call him.

First thing, I'd like to speak to him and his dad.

Good. No problem.

The boy who shot his mother. Oh, God.

Paper said it was 'cause he couldn't go on some camping trip or somethin'.

Where do these kids come from? I mean, how do they get--

His own mother?

Oh, man! What happened up in here?

Kendall. You get kicked out of school?

Teacher conference. Half days all week. Mm-hmm.

Hey! What's up, player? What's up, man?

My mom's outta town. I'm a menace. Right, Dad?

Uh, when the cat's away-- Red Sox tomorrow night.

Oh! Man, this place is the bomb! Who did it?

Do I hear Kendall, or do we have another rat?

- Lindsay! - How you doin'?

I'm all right. How are you?

Becky, you mind me leavin' him here for the afternoon?

I gotta be at appeals court at 2:00.

No problem. Appeals for what?

Sholey. The shooter on those teenagers.

Really? What's the grounds? Bad confession.

It was bad too. The videotape is on your desk, all cued up.

Uh, thanks.

I hate to sound like a broken record,

but I don't know how you could fight to turn that guy loose.

- He killed two innocent teenagers. - My dad can get anybody off.

Right, Dad?

Son, I argue legal rights.

And you get the guy off, right?

[ Eugene ] Lookit here, chief.

Meet me in the conference room, okay?

I'll be right in. What's new in there?

I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean for him to hear--

72326, Commonwealth versus Kevin Blair,

minor, murder in the second degree.

Robert Donnell for the defendant, Your Honor.

Helen Gamble for the Commonwealth.

[ Bobby ] We ask, pending trial, that Kevin be committed...

to the custody of his father, John Blair.

Given it's a murder, Your Honor, the Department of Youth Services--

- In the interests of Kevin-- - I'm sending him to D.Y.S. for now.

Let's conference this afternoon and make a plan.

[ Bobby ] Thank you, Your Honor.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Thanks for taking this. Why me?

Well, I think the media's gonna go nuts.

He is a pretty good kid. I'd like to work it out quickly and quietly.

[ John ] What happens now?

He'll meet with the court psychiatrist. I'll be there for that.

Then we'll sit down with the judge. The big decision...

is whether he gets tried as an adult or a juvenile.

Adult? He's 13.

I understand. But when it's murder--

This isn't Arkansas.

The political pressure to go adult will be huge.

Oh, God. Fortunately,

Helen Gamble, the D.A., isn't leaning that way.

We also caught a break getting that judge.

She is completely impervious to politics.

I'm glad she didn't grant custody to me.

I love my son.

But he killed my wife.

It's hard for me to look at him. [ Sobbing ]

Mr. Blair.

Obviously, this is the worst thing you'll ever go through.

It-It-- It's--

And I know he probably needs me to hold him,

hug him.

I can't bring myself to.

Would you...

please tell him how much I love him?

Sure.

You know what criminal lawyers do.

We make sure that everybody gets their right to a fair trial.

That's what I do. You know that? I know.

I'm not in the business of getting murderers off.

But you do sometimes.

It's my job to make sure that the government can prove their case.

'Cause if they don't, if they can't,

then they shouldn't be able to put people in jail.

I know.

You do? Yeah.

If somebody kills somebody,

you keep the police from provin' it, and you get the guy off.

In your own words, I need to hear it.

I just got so mad.

I went running to get the gun.

Were you thinking you'd shoot her when you got the gun?

I don't know. Maybe a little. "Maybe a little"?

Kevin, I know this is difficult.

But for me to help you--

Tell me what you're thinking right now.

I wanna wake up.

You wanna wake up?

I want this to be a dream.

It's not a dream.

No.

And I would remind the court,

this tape wasn't available to the defense at the time of the trial.

No, we understand that, counsel. Are you saying your client...

would not have been convicted but for this confession?

[ Eugene ] There's no question about it. The State had no witnesses,

even though they lied to my client as you'll see in this tape.

Let's roll it.

[ Tape Loads ]

We all know you were the shooter, Brad. This really isn't about that.

But if you help me out here, maybe there's something I can do for you.

Shouldn't I get a lawyer or somethin'?

I think I need my lawyer.

[ Detective ] Cigarette? No.

If you get a lawyer, he instructs you not to talk,

this thing gets all adversary.

You've been here before. They'll send in some rookie public defender...

who cares more about coverin' his own ass.

You get your life sentence.

But, hell, by tellin' you to keep quiet, his balls stay protected.

You gotta think about a few things here, Brad.

We have two eyewitnesses fingering you as the shooter.

No P.D.'s gonna change the result.

And the other-- these were teenagers you killed.

You're facing double life...

with bunkmates who are gonna redo the plumbing inside your rectum.

The only friend in life you got right now is me.

I'm the only one that can help you. Why you wanna help me?

You didn't go there to shoot them kids, did you?

You only wanted their car.

The shooting was something you didn't mean to happen.

I'm right, aren't I?

I know those kids weren't angels,

and I know that you're not a cold-blooded kind of person.

They fought back, didn't they?

You just wanted their car.

They fought back.

Three hours and 13 minutes later,

my client confessed to killing Wanda and Steven Simmons.

And your claim is that this confession is unconstitutional?

He asked for his lawyer. As soon as that happened,

the interrogation, by law, has to stop.

That tape made clear the defendant never asked for his lawyer.

Are you serious? He only said-- He never officially asked.

He said at the very start-- That he thought maybe he should get a lawyer.

But he never directly asked.

- "I think I need my lawyer." - I have to admit, Mr. Coffee, you're splitting hairs.

If a suspect says, "I think I need my lawyer," his intent obviously--

- But he changed his mind. - He's not allowed to change his mind.

He's not allowed to change his mind?

His mind can't be changed by the police officer. No, it can't.

As soon as a suspect asks for his lawyer, discussion stops.

Here, it didn't.

It sounds cliché, but "normal kid."

Who killed his mother? Yes.

Normal 13-year-old boys, they don't-- I understand.

What I'm saying is I found no psychosis, no schizophrenia.

Then why?

He lost his temper, and a gun was handy.

Do me a favor, Doctor, and have the decency to not sound casual about this.

This boy, he was close to his mother.

They had a very good relationship.

He seems stunned that she isn't coming back.

Doesn't that suggest some sort of diminished capacity?

He shoots her, but he can't understand why she's not living?

Uh, it isn't that. Cognitively, he knows.

But emotionally, he's experiencing deep grief.

And there's nothing in his history?

I've only spent a couple of hours so far, but so far, I've found nothing.

Well, boys just don't shoot their parents.

Give me something. You want a reason, Judge, turn on the news.

Nightlinewill put on experts. They'll talk about family values, bad parenting.

Pick up a newspaper. You'll see articles about too much television.

Maybe he got dropped on his head at birth.

There's no shortage of opinions. And you can throw them all out.

There must be a sign. Sure, there's a sign.

In Little League, he threw his bat a few times.

He fought at recess on occasion.

If you're desperate for a sign, cling to those.

But there simply is nothing overt...

to explain why this kid had an impulse to kill.

No reason as to why he couldn't control that impulse.

You want it to be comprehensible.

We all do. It may never be.

Thank you, Doctor. Thank you.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

So, what are you going to do?

Uh--

Uh, I'm not sure yet.

On the one hand, he--

I think I have to charge him as an adult.

That is not the way to go, Helen.

You said yourself "quickly and quietly." I understand.

But I'm looking at a pretty mature, well-adjusted kid here.

Who gets served?

The reason you brought me in is because this case is different.

It's not about win/lose. Now, what gets served?

That's what I keep asking. What gets served?

Well, let's make a decision.

I'm afraid it's gonna have to be made by you, Your Honor.

Fine.

I'll set the hearing for tomorrow.

This kid is gonna lose his life.

Part of me hopes you win this.

But that question, "Who gets served"--

[ Sighs ] Where my duty lies, I gotta go adult.

[ Ellenor ] I don't like it.

[ Jimmy ] I don't even know what it is. [ Rebecca ] It's a painting.

But it's all jumbled.

What kind of message does that send?

You teach kids to color inside the lines. They come in and see that--

The message it sends is flush is expensive.

Lindsay bought it? Ah! Got it on loan.

She wants it here when our asbestos clients come in. Oh, please.

Ellenor, don't "Oh, please." You know it works.

Clients just glance at our track record.

What matters to them are the cars we drive.

If they're expensive, we must be good.

If we look rich, we must be winners.

You really think we could get this trial?

Hey, we got an interview.

Timing couldn't be better. We're hot off of beating the tobacco industry.

Bobby's name is in all the papers with this kid shooting his mother.

What are we talking about here? [ Ellenor ] Class action.

Thousand-plus plaintiffs. Even if we split the contingency,

we're lookin' at seven figures minimum.

- Seven for us? - For us.

I love that painting. [ Chuckling ]

Think they'll win it this year? The Sox?

Next year. Every year is next year for the Red Sox.

Yeah. It must be tough playin' in this town.

Fans have a million years of frustration pent up.

Wonder how they manage to play at all.

I can't feel sorry for ballplayers.

Makin' that kind of money to play a game in the summer and take the winters off--

[ Scoffs ] They don't get my sympathy.

You're that lawyer for that killer, aren't you?

Sholey-- that guy who killed those two teenagers.

You're his lawyer. Yeah.

Can I ask you somethin'?

How do you do that? I mean, isn't it hard to--

You know, people like that?

Every man or woman gets his day in court.

I understand.

But this guy's pure scum, isn't he?

He's a human being.

It's just...

those teenagers, they were my kids.

I'm, um,

sorry.

You like what you do for a living, Mr. Young?

It's nice to see you do draw lines.

You'd never sympathize with a ballplayer.

[ Slams Newspaper Down ]

It went okay. I didn't think the D.A. came back with much.

So? We could win?

We should win, Brad, unless they want to rewrite the law.

But there is no time limit. My bet is they're gonna sit on this case a long, long time.

And what, not do anything?

You gotta understand. Us winning means turning you loose.

You killed two people. Setting you free isn't gonna be on anybody's list of priorities.

But it went good? I think it did.

Yes.

When I was assigned this case,

every instinct was let's not make this a bigger tragedy than it already is.

But he committed a very adult crime. It was knowing.

He walked upstairs,

turned the combination on a safe to the left,

to the right and back to the left.

He loaded bullets into a revolver.

He walked back downstairs...

and executed a human being.

[ Bobby ] If he is tried as an adult, he receives a life sentence.

Let's not dance around that reality.

He's got no defense of the crime itself.

As an adult, second degree murder carries an automatic life sentence.

- We have to face that. - We also have to face what he did.

[ Bobby ] He's 13 years old.

If he had impregnated his teacher,

the teacher would go to jail and the world would be saying, "He's a child."

But because of the politics and outrage of murder,

the world says, "Adult.

"Treat him as an adult.

Don't be soft."

As much as I feel for this boy, and I do,

as much as I feel for his family,

I can't escape--

I can't look at him and say, "He's just a kid."

[ Bobby ] You can say that, Helen,

because he is a kid.

And if you're saying there's no chance of rehabilitation...

with a 13-year-old, then...

you're saying rehabilitation shouldn't even exist as a concept.

He didn't steal a car, Bobby.

I'll take this under advisement.

[ John ] How you doin', kid?

We'll, uh--

We're gonna get through this.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I know.

Will you tell Carol I'm sorry?

Yeah.

Does she hate me now?

No.

[ Jimmy ] Asbestos clients. Show time.

Here they come. Here they come.

- Okay. So you're gonna buzz me. - What do I say?

- Anything. Just stay on the line. - This is so ridiculous.

Shh! There's no need to panic. I'll walk you through it.

John, if you go into a courtroom oozing anxiety, the judge will see that.

Okay, you're gonna do exactly as I say. We're looking for Lindsay Dole.

[ Lindsay ] Hold on. Hi, Mr. Monahan?

It's me. Um, let's go into the conference room. Rebecca, could you show them?

Of course.

The reason I'm not panicked is a 12-B-6 isn't just viable, it will win.

Hi.

[ Lindsay ] I have a meeting. I'm gonna have to call you back.

Two minutes, you buzz me.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sighs ] I'm sorry it's a little crazy.

I've got a panicked house counsel in Detroit.

- Well, we appreciate your agreeing to the meeting. - My pleasure.

Cutting to it--

Your success against the tobacco company has our interest piqued.

Especially since, uh--

Well, going up against the asbestos industry, uh--

We're facing a comparable Goliath.

- How many in the class? - We're up to almost 1,300.

Certified? [ Woman ] Mm-hmm.

[ Monahan ] We've already survived a motion to decertify.

Most of the discovery is done. We have a September trial date.

- [ Phone Rings ] - I'm sorry. Yes?

Hey, Lindsay. Been to any wild orgies lately?

Calm-- Calm down, John. John, listen. Who's the judge?

Albright. Albright.

[ Typing ]

Albright. Okay, I've got him.

Has a reputation for being colloquial. I definitely want local counsel.

Oh, good news. He's spoken at seminars on frivolous litigation.

He'll be receptive to the 12-B-6 and our Rule 11.

Now, I-- I don't want to file till July, however.

I'm just curious. You ever tried, uh, mud wrestling?

The reason is he has a summer home on Lake Ontario.

He puts in a three-day work week. He likes to keep his docket down.

Statistically, he kicks 30% more cases in July and August.

John? John, I have to call you back. I'm in a meeting with clients.

Okay? Okay. Bye-bye.

I'm very sorry.

You've never done an asbestos litigation, have you?

No, but that's not the problem.

- Can I cut to what I do perceive as a problem? - Absolutely.

I had a chance to look over some of the pleadings and witness lists.

Public record. Sorry. We may have a difference in trial philosophy.

Which would be? You seem to be emphasizing causation.

On these kinds of cases, we tend not to.

How do you prove a case without causation?

Well, I'm not saying ignore it, but when proving it depends on science,

you're putting two heavy burdens on a jury.

One, you're asking them to understand it.

Two, you're asking them to stay awake.

Anything they don't understand, they get suspicious of.

And with asbestos, just like tobacco, you have a presumption.

They already know it kills.

The defense can't pick apart that premise.

They can pick apart science.

I'm wary of leaving evidence out.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

We're probably not the right firm for you.

Be seated.

Under Minnick versus Mississippi, the law is quite clear.

When a suspect asks for his attorney, all further interrogation must stop.

The tape here was very disturbing,

seeing the police lie about having witnesses,

misrepresenting information.

Nevertheless, this kind of police conduct is entirely permissible.

And since we find the defendant stopped short of directly asking for counsel,

we unanimously find the confession to be admissible.

The conviction therefore stands.

Adjourned. [ Gavel Raps ]

Permission to address the court.

Permission to address this court.

Proceed.

You people just ignored the law.

We've made our ruling, and I see no-- I heard your ruling.

Uh, the other day, I had to explain to my 10-year-old...

how I could come into this room and fight for a man who killed two people.

Yesterday, I had to look this man in the eye--

[ Judge Clarke ] Counsel-- Counsel what?

You gonna give me a speech, Judge?

Tell me how the Bill of Rights, how the Constitution has to count for something?

I gave that speech to my kid. I told myself that...

while havin' to look at the father of two dead teenagers,

two kids my client shot! [ Judge Callahan ] Mr. Young--

Permission to address this court!

Ten years I've been puttin' them back out there--

criminals, sometimes rapists, sometimes murderers.

Ten years, all the time tellin' myself there's a reason.

You're 10 seconds from a contempt order!

Do it! There are rules! Rules, damn it!

We don't let the police coerce confessions.

We don't let 'em beat down doors without warrants.

We don't let them grill suspects after they ask for their lawyers.

My client damn well asked for his lawyer, and all three of you sittin' up there, you know it!

- You're out of order! - You're out of order!

You disgraced the bench, this room.

You just raped the Sixth Amendment!

I hold you in contempt. I hold all three of you in contempt!

Take him and put him in lockup.

I'll rot in that cell...

if giving you respect is a condition for my getting out.

I'll rot.

Dad, did you hit somebody? No.

How long? Till morning.

I argued a called strike.

They'll let him visit for an hour. I'll keep him with me tonight.

He belongs in here with me.

- I'll be back. - Thanks again.

So, what happened? Sit down, buddy.

You heard me talk of your Uncle Curtis? Jail Uncle Curtis?

Yeah. You remember what he went to jail for?

They thought he knocked off a liquor store and capped somebody.

But he didn't, right? Yeah.

And, uh, the reason he ended up in prison...

was that he fit the description of whoever did do it, and the police arrested him.

They kept him in a room for 20 hours.

Kept makin' him drink coffee and not lettin' him go to the bathroom.

Kept tellin' him that if he'd just confess,

that everything would go better.

And that if he didn't confess,

they'd arrest my sister and they'd both get the death penalty.

Told him if he cooperated,

he could leave.

And after 20 hours,

they had him to the point...

where he would say anything just to go home.

And he signed a confession to a crime he didn't commit.

You hate the police, don't you?

I don't hate the police. Most of them are good people.

Kendall, most of my clients did the crime. I won't lie to you about that.

The reason I fight for 'em...

is as soon as we allow the police to use illegal methods,

sure, more guilty people will be convicted,

but more innocent people will too.

That's what I fight for.

Here he comes. Stay calm. Everybody calm. Look busy.

Um, file. Are they hiring us?

I don't know. Stay calm! I'm calm. You stay calm!

- [ Rebecca ] Shh! - Hi.

Mr. Monahan.

Thank you for letting me drop by on such short notice.

- Sure. - Listen, uh, we've thought about it.

We would like to hire you.

Really? I am serious about our trial philosophy.

[ Monahan ] I understand. We're on board with it.

- You obviously get results. - Fine. Files will be delivered?

Today. I'd like to schedule a coordination conference for next week if possible.

We can do that. Great.

I'll be in touch. Good.

[ Door Opens ]

Let him get in the elevator.

Four, three, two, one.

[ Screaming, Laughing ]

Be seated.

For the past several days, I've felt compelled to blame.

Easy access to guns,

television, movies,

brainwashing children with violence--

all disgustingly denying any accountability.

Blame.

But in this room, young man, it comes down to youraccountability.

I doubt that you or anybody else in this room...

will ever make sense of why you killed your mother.

There's no rhyme, no reason,

and ultimately no excuse.

You ended your own childhood.

I'm granting the district attorney's petition to charge you as an adult.

- Adjourned. - [ Gavel Raps ]

[ Sighs ]

I gotta know why.

We all fall where we fall on this, Mr. Donnell.

Nobody's right, nobody's wrong. We all fall where we fall.

Yeah. But you're the judge.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm the judge. You wanna swap places?

You could've opted for hope instead of--

What makes you think I didn't?

You know, I sit on that bench every day seeing the evil in people.

Hope for me lies in the child.

Hope won't allow me to see the child in him.

He murdered his own mother.

That doesn't sound like legal reasoning to me. Well,

legal reasoning can only deal...

with the consequences of what he did.

And I'll be damned if I'm going to send that message...

to the next 13-year-old with a gun.

This was about one 13-year-old.

With the power to make you hate God.

I have to believe a child couldn't do that.

If a child could,

then that surely is the death of hope.

An apology lets you out.

You don't get it.

Did you really think we would set him free?

I'm naive enough to believe the Sixth Amendment means something.

Liberty doesn't lie in the Constitution, Mr. Young.

It doesn't lie in the law or the courtroom.

It lies in a man's heart.

And in my heart, I wasn't going to turn loose a man who I knew would kill again.

"The spirit of liberty is the spirit which is not sure it's right."

If you're gonna quote Learned Hand,

try to remember the essence of his speech.

And the spirit of your ruling, Judge, is that you knew you were wrong.

We have to be able to sleep at night too.

And you didn't sleep last night, did you?

I congratulate you on your righteousness.

I salute your ability to look at death...

and feel nothing but patriotism for playing your part.

We all signed up to do our jobs, Judge. You betrayed yours.

And I will not stand here and let you tell me what's in my heart.

Now, there's no crime to being a coward.

It just shouldn't be cloaked in a robe.

Asbestos class action.

Lindsay's backing up her threat to make us flush.

I'd probably celebrate more if I were a partner.

You will be, Jimmy.

How you feelin'? Your wounds healin' up okay?

Yeah. Yours?

You mean Spivak?

Uh, no, I-- Yeah.

I'm fine. Just a guy.

Another one will come along.

Plenty of fish.

Schools.

I've had judges look the other way before, but--

But what?

Some of the disgust is my own.

When my son said, "My dad can get murderers off. He can get anybody off,"

it hit me like a train.

Since, I've been lookin' at myself through his eyes.

What I do, what I am.

I needed that appeals court for some kind of validation.

Eugene, the disgrace of that ruling...

belongs to those judges, not to you.

Explain that to my boy, could you?

The courts didn't wanna put a killer back out there. I did.

Explain to him how I'm the good guy, huh?

Look, it's not always a meritocracy.

I mean, judges rule for the wrong reasons sometimes.

Clients choose you because of paint jobs.

Lindsay landed a coup with fake computers. And you know what?

That case she got, every firm in town would drool over it.

It could make us a lot of money.

But what I'll go home and celebrate a little tonight...

is that you and I spent the last few days...

fighting for people no firm in this town would touch.

And we both lost.

Maybe it's right we lost. I don't know.

But what I do know is what makes the courtroom a noble place...

is that people like you go in there and fight.

Sometimes, on principle alone.

I don't know how long I can keep doin' it.

Me neither.

♪ Let the river rock you like a cradle ♪

♪ Climb to the treetops, child if you're able ♪

♪ Let your hands tie a knot across the table ♪

♪ Come and touch ♪

♪ The things you cannot feel ♪

♪ And close your fingertips ♪

♪ And fly where I can't hold you ♪

♪ Let the sun rain fall ♪

♪ And let the dewy clouds enfold you ♪

♪ And maybe you can sing to me the words I just told you ♪

♪ If all the things you feel ain't what they seem ♪

♪ Then don't mind me ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't nothin' but a dream ♪

♪ And you can follow And you can follow ♪

♪ And you can follow ♪

[ Woman ] You stinker!