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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.

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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.

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