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In professional wrestling

there is no one bigger than Beef Barstow.

He is a star of the first magnitude

and he is an inspiration to millions of kids.

So it is with great pleasure

that I announce my representation of him

and the formation of his new company,

All Beef Productions.

Which, by the way, is already negotiating

for major film and television projects.

What about your tax problem?

Give him a break, fellas! One at a time.

Is it true that your ex-wife is gonna sue for back alimony?

Darla's still in love with me.

Look, I don't think we're here to talk about that.

Is it true Darla turned you into the IRS?

- Back off, man. - Let's give someone else

a chance, shall we? You in the corner.

Stop hiding behind your lawyer.

Your fans have a right to know.

I asked you to wait your turn.

Did you stiff your wife and Uncle Sam?

I said back off, man!

That's my business! Don't you listen?

...she has no sense of decorum.

Yesterday she came crashing right into a part--

- Oh, my goodness! Susan: Oh, my God!

Leland: What in the world? - I told you, you pencil-neck!

- That's my personal business! - Flying drop kick?

Beef: I told you, you pencil-neck geek!!

Susan: Come on.

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Oh, in re yesterday's press conference.

Susan Bloom is replacing the door and she managed

to persuade young Geraldo not to file suit.

- How'd she do that? - Best two out of three falls.

Leland: Now that, that's not funny.

We can't have the firm disrupted like that, Douglas.

Ann: And I really hate to bring this up

but can we do something about her

smoking in the hallways?

And what about monopolizing the xerox machine?

She must grind her coffee beans 10 times a day.

Hey, come on. She's not that bad.

... the 6 o'clock news last night.

Well, that kind of publicity is worse than none at all.

Bloom was your idea, Douglas!

Leland: Speak to her. - Right.

Skarett versus Miles?

Trial starts today, we represent Mrs. Skarett.

Uh, Dr. Miles removed her spleen,

then made money from it,

without informing her of its real value.

Excuse me. What value?

Her spleen cells were unique.

Miles cloned them into a drug

he's now marketing for big bucks.

So? He's the inventor. He has every right to profit.

- From her spleen? - Well, she couldn't sell it.

That would be against the law.

Leland: You have no case for property right.

We're going for failure to disclose.

The doctor gave her some information but not enough.

This is one determined client.

Good for her. We're adjourned.

Tom, I'd like to talk to you about the other--

There's nothing to talk about.

Thank you.

Zoey: Your Honor, David Lee murdered a mother

and her two children in cold blood.

Habeas corpus has been denied by the Supreme Court,

the governor won't step in to--

He's insane, Ms. Clemmons.

You can't execute an insane man.

He has been on medication for two years,

he is lucid and he meets the standard.

Merrill: He is being forcibly medicated, Your Honor,

- against his will. - Let's stick to the facts.

Mr. Lee's execution is set for Saturday.

You are petitioning to stay it

and to stop him being medicated with Haloperidol.

My client has been on death row for eight years, Your Honor.

His schizophrenia was borderline when he went in,

but now his mental condition has completely deteriorated--

Three separate hearings have found him legally sane--

Almost 10 years ago.

The man is longer competent to be executed--

You know your client doesn't have

to be perfectly rational, Mr. Merrill.

He has to be aware of his execution

and the reason for it.

He is, Your Honor, when he is medicated.

Then it's not in his best interest to medicate him,

since it leads directly to his death.

Zoey: Your Honor, this is maneuvering.

He's simply trying to prevent David Lee's execution.

You're damn right I am.

Mr. Merrill has made his reputation on death row.

He comes in at the 11th hour so that he can argue

against the death penalty itself.

Your Honor, if you don't stay David Lee's execution,

you'll be killing a man that does not know

the gas chamber from a city bus.

This sentence is the will of the people, Your Honor.

And this case is not a referendum

on capital punishment.

Well, I'm not deciding this on the papers alone.

I'll hear evidence tomorrow at 10 o'clock.

Last week, she commandeered five secretaries

to get a contract out.

She brought in enough Chinese food to feed 60 people

and then left the trash all over the file room.

- Benny was almost in tears. Douglas: Depositions, trust

accountings, legal opinions--

She tips the building crew, Douglas,

which makes everybody else look cheap!

And then her cappuccino-maker

leaked all over the bullpen rug.

Stock certificates, offering circulars--

Douglas, somebody has got to do something!

You're absolutely right. And you're going to.

- Me? - You're the office manager.

This is an office problem.

I don't manage the lawyers.

- You are the managing partner. - Exactly.

Since we'd like to maintain friendly relations with Bloom,

I should be the good cop.

Which makes you the bad cop.

I don't make a good bad cop.

Because you're a woman?

I hope that's not what I'm hearing, Roxanne.

Stand your ground, don't let her bulldoze you.

If you can handle Arnold Becker,

you can handle Susan Bloom.

Just lay down the law.

Mrs. Skarett, what happened to your spleen?

It was stolen, by that doctor sitting right there.

Why don't you start at the beginning?

About six years ago our family doctor

told me that I had something called... hairy-cell leukemia,

that it was very rare,

and that I should see Dr. Miles,

a cancer specialist here in Los Angeles.

And he said that if I didn't have my spleen removed

it would keep manufacturing

these malignant blood cells,

and I would die.

Did you see Dr. Miles after the surgery?

Almost every month for the next six years.

He had me drive in from Riverside for blood tests,

and urine tests, and bone marrow--

Well, couldn't your family doctor

have taken those samples?

Well, that's what I asked,

but Dr. Miles insisted that he do the tests.

He said they were to make sure that

the cancer didn't come back.

And when did you stop going to Dr. Miles?

Well, after I found out from a news story

that he had cloned the cells of my spleen.

It turns out that there's something about them

that fights cancer.

And what else did you find out?

That he'd sold the cell-line he had developed

to a pharmaceutical company for millions of dollars,

and that company stands to make maybe

hundreds of millions of dollars off of it.

And he had even had the nerve

to call it the Miles cell-line.

Billy: Did Dr. Miles at any time

offer you anything out of these proceeds?

Not a cent.

In fact, he wouldn't even take my phone calls.

Thank you, Mrs. Skarett. Nothing further.

According to your medical records,

Mrs. Skarett, before the surgery you had anemia,

intense abdominal pain,

and a spleen swollen to 13 times its normal size.

You'd been given 10 months to live if it weren't removed.

- Is that correct? - Yes.

And what is your condition following the splenectomy?

- I feel better. - Better?

In fact it was a complete success, wasn't it?

Your leukemia's in remission.

Dr. Miles saved your life.

I never said didn't Dr. Miles help me--

And the post-operative tests

were all paid for by your insurance company?

Yes.

And Dr. Miles did tell you your diseased spleen

might be used for research purposes,

before he removed it, didn't he, Mrs. Skarett?

Yes, but he didn't--

He asked you to sign a form

consenting to this research purpose,

and you signed it, didn't you?

Yes, but he didn't say that he was going

to make money off of my spleen.

Well, I'm confused, Mrs. Skarett.

The D.M.V. says that you have an organ donor card

on the back of your driver's license.

- Is that right? - Yes.

A card that specifies

that you're willing to donate

any needed tissues or organs,

such as a spleen, to whomever might need them,

in the event of your death, isn't that so?

- It's not the same thing. - No.

Well, what the difference between giving, say, a kidney,

that might save a single life

and some cells from a diseased spleen

that might save thousands of lives?

- Objection! Hauber: Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

What?

Everything.

Except you.

You and Tommy love each other.

He'll be okay.

He just needs some time.

I'm not great at waiting.

I've noticed.

This isn't just Tommy?

The supervising deputy called me today

to congratulate me for making the death squad.

They really call it that?

He kept saying how good it was for my career.

If I'm the one who finally gets David Lee into the gas chamber,

there's no telling how far I can go.

What'd you say?

I said thank you.

Sometimes I hate this job.

Dr. Zeller, in your expert opinion,

is David Lee psychotic?

Yes, he exhibits symptoms

of severe schizoaffective disorder,

including auditory hallucinations,

delusional thinking and sudden rage episodes.

So why isn't he exhibiting them now?

He's had his daily injection of Haloperidol,

a psychotropic drug.

It has a powerful effect on the central nervous system.

Dr, are there reasonable ways

to control David Lee's schizophrenia

other than forcibly medicating him with Haloperidol?

Yes! There's confinement, there's psychotherapy.

There are physical restraints.

Mind altering drugs are not the only alternative.

Mind-altering? What do you mean?

Haloperidol flattens the affect

and makes behavior more passive.

The delusions disappear

but so can most of the patient's personality.

Merrill: So the David Lee we see on medication

isn't anything like the real David Lee?

No. Effectively, they're two different people.

Doctor if Haloperidol is the only way

to make David Lee understand

that he's about to be executed,

should he be treated with Haloperidol?

Well, the Hippocratic Oath says, first do no harm.

The Ethics Code of the A.M.A.

specifically prohibits a doctor from doing anything

to facilitate a patient's death.

So if medicating David Lee

makes it legal for the state to kill him,

no ethical doctor should do it.

Thank you, doctor.

You aren't Mr. Lee's psychiatrist, are you, Doctor?

No, but I did an extensive evaluation--

So you've read his file.

You know that he hasn't always been on Haloperidol.

And you also must have read why

a Superior Court Judge decided two years ago

that Mr. Lee should be forcibly medicated.

Why doctor?

He had been beating his head against his cell wall

and screaming about voices.

Zoey: For how long? Natalie: Several days.

Zoey: He also attacked a guard and tried to mutilate himself.

So we can assume

that David Lee was in physical

as well as psychological pain then.

Yes.

Zoey: And the Haloperidol stopped it.

It also stopped the voices that told Mr. Lee

to kill people, didn't it?

Yes.

But you don't think David Lee

is better off being given Haloperidol?

How can he be better off?

It makes it possible for you to execute him--

And you don't believe that

anyone should be executed, do you, doctor?

No matter how horrible the crime,

the death penalty is morally wrong.

Objection, Dr. Zeller's

personal beliefs are completely irrelevant.

She's clearly an advocate, Your Honor,

with the same views as Mr. Merrill.

Overruled. I'll allow it.

Do you believe in capital punishment, doctor?

- No. - I have nothing further.

I wanna talk to you.

I thought the McDermott declarations

were being messengered over yesterday evening

so I could have them on my desk first thing today.

- They're not ready. - Why aren't they ready?

I don't know. I just took the message.

Why didn't you give it to me?

Cause you'd... gone home,

and I was gonna tell you when you came in today.

I... um, I can call the messenger service.

That's useless.

I'll track down the declarations,

but you are going over there to pick'em up yourself!

Look! Just because you have a problem

does not give you the right to take it out

on the people that work for you.

We all feel bad enough when we screw up

without some petty martinet beating us up for it.

Benny, let's call the investigator's office

and see if we can put a rush on those declarations, okay?

Sure.

That's all it would have taken.

Next time don't shoot the messenger.

Dr. Miles, what was so special about Mrs. Skarett's spleen?

It contained a high number of T-lymphocyte cells.

Her T-lymphocyte cells overproduced a protein

that helps create white blood cells.

Once you discovered these cells, what did you do?

After five years, using recombinant DNA

I succeeded in cloning them.

So Mrs. Skarett's cells

were simply raw materials for the cell-line?

Exactly, I discovered the cells

but I invented the cell-line.

And what are the practical applications

for Miles cell-line products?

Cancer patients will be able to manufacture

enough white blood cells

to counter the side effects of chemotherapy.

Indeed, enough to attack even the cancer itself.

Did your research interest in any way

affect your medical judgement in Mrs. Skarett's case?

Raymond: Absolutely not! I'm a doctor.

Yes, Biotech paid me a lot of money for my invention,

but I'm not in this for the money!

And I have never let my interest as a researcher

compromise my responsibilities as a physician.

Thank you, Dr. Miles.

Dr. Miles, when exactly did you realize

Mrs. Skarett's cells were unique?

Shortly after the surgery,

when I'd analyzed the results

of the tissue tests of her spleen.

And Mrs. Skarett was already undergoing

post-operative tests at this time.

Blood samples, blood serum, bone marrow aspirate...

That's right. It's all routine cancer follow-up.

Most of those tests were conducted

at your office in L.A, but a few samples

were drawn by her family doctor and shipped

to you for analysis, weren't they?

Yes, I believe my schedule was rather full,

so I had Dr. Leonard take some samples.

But three months after the surgery,

you suddenly insisted that all tests be done

at your office on a monthly basis.

Optimally, I like to see the patient myself.

It couldn't be, could it, doctor, that you were afraid

of losing control over her?

Of losing your exclusive access to her

for your research?

That's ridiculous!

You say these were all normal,

post-operative tests,

but her records show on several occasions

you took skin samples and high volumes of blood.

Since when do you need skin samples

and whole units of blood

to monitor for internal cancers?

Obviously, you don't.

I needed those samples for my T-cell research.

But by that time

Mrs. Skarett was fully recuperated

and such tests posed no risk at all to her health.

I see, so, after she was fully recovered,

you continued to subject Mrs. Skarett to tests

that you needed for your research,

under the pretext of monitoring her health?

I informed her of all risks and benefits!

How much did you license your invention for, doctor?

70,000 shares of Biotech stock.

- And how much is that worth? - I don't know.

As of yesterday's close of trading,

five point one million dollars. Five million.

I'm surprised you waited till she was under anesthesia

to rip out her spleen.

- Objection! - Counsel, that's enough!

I'm done here, Your Honor.

You know what I'm saying, Jerry.

Beef does not want to be another Stallone.

Rambo's a cardboard character.

So this is "Predator" with a sensitive side?

Is he the lead? Great. Send it over.

Fox is on two.

And they're still holding your table at Spago.

I'm on my way. Tell Fox I'll call back.

We have an appointment.

Jerry, I'll call you back.

What can I do for you?

You have to notify us when you call a press conference,

you can't smoke in the halls,

don't tip the building staff and please remember

that the Xerox machine is for everybody.

- Fair enough. Anything else? - Now I know you're used

working alone but...

Fair enough?

Honey, my life moves a hundred miles an hour.

Now that sometimes makes me inconsiderate,

but I'm not a monster.

Now if I've been offensive, I'm sorry.

I appreciate you pointing it out.

- You do? - Yeah, I like your style, too.

You're direct without being obnoxious.

I hear you came up through the ranks.

I used to work for Arnie Becker.

What kind of deal do you have now?

Bumps, fringes, points...

What are they putting up to retain your talent?

I never thought of it as talent.

Oh honey, well you should.

A good office manager is scarcer than hens teeth.

Look, I'm late for lunch.

But you and I have to have a heart-to-heart soon.

- It's been a pleasure. - Yeah.

Help yourself to cappuccino.

You're very good at this.

It's hard to believe it's your first time.

If you think that gives you an advantage, fine. Go ahead.

No, uh...

I-I've been watching you

trying to turn off your compassion.

This is very hard for you, isn't it?

Arguing to murder a human wreck like David Lee.

Is it kinder to take him off the medication?

So that he can spend the next 50 years

of his life in a straight jacket

beating his head against a wall?

Merrill: You've never even met him, have you?

Let me introduce you to the man you're trying to kill.

What is this supposed to prove?

Nothing.

I just want you to really look at him.

Ms. Clemmons, this is David Lee.

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A responsible adult person remembers to set her alarm.

You've got a while before court, Zoe.

I wanted to get there early.

Now the freeway is jammed, I'll barely make it on time

and Merrill will be standing there,

calm and collected, ready to shred me.

Shred you? Not a chance.

You don't know him. He'll use anything.

You're taking this personally. He's doing his job.

The same way I would do my job--

Well, this is my job!

Maybe I don't like this part of it.

Maybe I don't want to be doing it,

but the State of California says that I have to.

Then why don't you stop blaming yourself?

I'm not blaming myself.

I'm trying to separate my emotions

from what it is that I'm being asked to do.

Well, maybe you can't.

God, that is easy for you to say!

You're in private practice.

You are in your own separate little world

and if you don't like a case, you don't have to take it!

Well, I don't have that luxury, Tommy. Jonathan!

Oh, God... I'm sorry.

It's no big deal.

- I--I didn't mean-- - Hey, hey, hey!

It's no big deal.

I gotta go.

Yeah.

I'll see ya tonight.

Leukemia.

Diabetes.

Osteoporosis.

Hepatitis.

Emphysema.

These are just a few of the terrible diseases

that we now have treatments or tests for.

But these advancements are all dependent

on the research of human cells.

Just like the ones found in Mrs. Skarett's spleen.

Ladies and gentlemen,

you can find for Dr. Miles

and let him get back to what he does best,

curing disease.

Or, you can find that Mrs. Skarett

is entitled to profit from a spleen

that she happily discarded five years ago.

That'll be nice for Mrs. Skarett

but devastating for medical research.

Remember Jonas Salk?

He invented a polio vaccine.

Thank God he didn't have Mrs. Skarett

as a patient.

You come to your doctor to get well,

not to get rich.

Lucille Skarett got everything she bargained for.

She got her life.

Don't believe that medical research

will come to grinding halt

if you find for Mrs. Skarett.

Ethical researchers won't be hurt,

only ones like Dr. Miles.

He may well have begun his treatment

of Lucille Skarett with care and concern,

but somewhere along the way he began caring

more for what she could give to him,

than what he could give to her.

He performed tests

unnecessary to her physical well-being

but very necessary to his financial well-being,

and he never told her the real reason,

the five million dollar reason,

why he was doing them.

The tests may have been minor,

but they were not without risk.

And were an assault on her right to privacy

and on her dignity.

Dr. Miles betrayed his patient's trust.

And that's why my client seeks compensation,

ladies and gentlemen.

To let doctors like him know they have to deserve our trust.

I have something to say to you.

I didn't appreciate being lectured in front of Benny.

I didn't appreciate the way you were treating him.

We're talking about what you did.

It was inappropriate.

You know what's inappropriate?

It's the little class system you've got in your head.

To you the hired help aren't people

so it's okay to bully them.

No one counts to you unless they're making over

a hundred thousand a year.

I don't understand the hostility

that comes out whenever you're around me?

- Is it hormonal? - Hormonal?

As in attraction you don't know what to do with?

You egotistical, arrogant ass.

You can't understand what I'm saying

so you boil it down to sex.

Well, let me go on the record right now...

even the idea of sleeping with you is so repulsive,

so totally nauseating

that I would rather be celibate

for the rest of my life.

Funny.

I don't recall asking.

David Lee has been your patient for how long, Dr. Hayward?

Eight years. Ever since he's been on death row.

And, what was your psychiatric evaluation of him

when he first came there?

His delusions were intermittent,

but he had uncontrollable rages.

He said he heard the voices of demons.

These episodes became more frequent.

He stabbed himself twice and attacked a guard.

That was when you decided to medicate him with Haloperidol.

Yes.

Mr. Lee has been taking Haloperidol now for two years.

- Has he changed? - He's much calmer.

The rage episodes have stopped.

So you believe David Lee is better off being medicated?

I've been a prison psychiatrist for 25 years.

I have seen very few men as...

tortured as David Lee was.

To be released from that...

my God, he has to be better off.

Thank you, doctor.

Dr. Hayward,

how much time have you actually spent

in psychotherapy with Mr. Lee?

I see Mr. Lee six times a year.

Six times a year

for a maximum of 15 minutes per visit,

primarily to monitor Mr. Lee's medication.

The only sessions longer than that

were the two times you videotaped him.

You weren't interested in treating Mr. Lee, Doctor,

you simply wanted to control him.

You know how many inmates I have to take care of?

Over a thousand.

You know how many of them come to me psychotic

or brain-damaged or on drugs?

There's no money... to treat any of them.

I'm only a doctor. I can't work miracles.

So you let Haloperidol do it for you.

Even though it caused Mr. Lee to have severe

involuntary spasms of his eyes, his tongue and his throat.

Those are normal side effects

and controlled with the same drugs as Parkinson's.

More drugs.

So each time you had a problem with Mr. Lee,

you shot him up with another drug.

- Objection, argumentative. Conover: Sustained.

Doctor, did you consult with anyone

before you decided to medicate Mr. Lee?

Yes, I consulted with the Executive Medical Officer

and I also discussed the case with Warden Danforth.

In other words, you got permission from your bosses,

who run a state prison!

The same state that employs you!

The same state that wants to execute David Lee!

Yes.

I have no more questions.

Mr. Foreman, has the jury reached its verdict?

Jury: We have, Your Honor. Pendleton: What say you?

In the matter of Skarett versus Miles,

on the claim of breach of fiduciary duty,

we find for the plaintiff and order the defendant

to pay compensatory damages in the amount

of 650 thousand dollars.

Thank you. We're adjourned.

That's ridiculous. I want to appeal.

Could we have a word in private?

About what? You won.

Mrs. Skarett has a proposal she'd like you to consider.

Notwithstanding the jury's verdict,

my client is prepared to reduce her award in exchange

for other consideration.

- Like what? - Renaming the cell-line.

We'd call it the Skarett-Miles Cell-Line.

Absolutely not!

And you're willing to reduce the award by how much?

- 100,000 dollars. Susan: Why?

I work in the post office, Dr. Miles.

I weigh packages and I stuff post office boxes.

I know I didn't create the cell-line,

but there's still a part of me in it

and everytime somebody uses that medicine

I'm there in a way, helping them to get better.

I just want 'em to know my name.

Alright.

The Miles-Skarett Cell-Line.

Draw up the papers.

Thank you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know we said the office,

but maybe we start the shot here, you know?

Trackin' through reception,

come by here, toward the elevators.

What's going on here? Who are you?

Uh, Rick Nash, Upside Films.

We're doing the location shoot for Beaucoup Jeans.

This is Bloom and Associates, isn't it?

No. This is McKenzie, Brackman, Chaney and Becker.

Out. Susan Bloom rents an office here.

Yeah, Susan Bloom.

She rented us this location till 6 a.m.

We paid 8,000 bucks.

She signed off two weeks ago.

Excuse me.

Get me Susan Bloom.

She's on a plane to Vancouver.

She won't be back till tomorrow.

Great.

Look, our managing partner isn't here right now either,

and you'd have to have his permission in order to do this.

Now, I'm sure Ms. Bloom would be more than happy

to refund your money.

Now wait. We're talking a lot more than that.

These guys are all on the clock.

If you want to pull the plug,

it's about 30,000 down the drain.

If you're talking about suing

we have the best litigators in town.

Hey. Isn't there some way we can work something out?

If we damage or break something we pay for it.

Alright, but just to make sure

I want our security people here

the whole time, billed to you.

Agreed. Okay.

No food, no drinks,

no tracking through reception.

Your contract is for Susan Bloom's office

that's where you stay.

If any lawyers complain we refer them directly to you.

And if I even smell you here

after 6:01 tomorrow morning, we charge for another day.

Okay. We're all in agreement.

Good. Uh, everyone to work please.

Roxanne: Not so fast.

It's now 4:57 p.m.

Your contract says you start at 6 p.m.

For the next 63 minutes

nobody moves.

Conover: Anyone else, Ms. Clemmons?

No, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'd like

to call one more witness.

I thought you were done, Mr. Merrill.

I want the testimony of David Lee.

The people have no objection.

I want him taken off Haloperidol first.

What?

Your Honor, he can't take him off medication

to determine if he should be taken off medication.

Mr. Lee's testimony would be wholly inappropriate.

David Lee is going to die on Saturday.

When he isn't forced to take drugs,

he can't understand that. He is incompetent.

Then it violates the Evidence Code.

The testimony of the incompetent is excluded.

It's the only evidence that counts here, Your Honor.

Does the real David Lee understand

what's happening to him and why?

He's gonna need time to get him off the medication.

This is a blatant move to force a stay--

How long do you need?

His current dosage wears off in about 24 hours.

Zoey: You know what will happen then, Judge.

Mr. Merrill will manufacture yet another delay--

Conover: That's enough, Ms. Clemmons!

We're talking about a man's life here.

We will hear from Mr. Lee tomorrow afternoon.

Court is adjourned.

Benny, we're almost out of message pads.

Do you think you could put that on the list of supplies?

I want to talk to you.

Honey, it's hard to talk

when you're having your pores vacuumed.

I don't care. I'm not leaving.

Why don't you get a cup of herbal tea.

You didn't hear a word I said the other day.

You know, you and I need to have a talk about your deal.

We're having this one first.

You wanted to know when you were being offensive.

Well, renting this firm out as a movie set is offensive!

I said they could shoot in my office.

You know you give these producers an inch,

they take a mile.

That's not the point.

You rented out our place of business

like it was a, a cheap motel room!

It was a favor for a friend.

We set it up days ago and quite frankly, I forgot.

But I was gonna give you a percentage.

Is that what everything is to you, a percentage?

McKenzie Brackman has principles.

We stand for something.

We don't ambush each other

and we don't sell ourselves out to the highest bidder!

Honey, we're talkin' about lawyers here.

I didn't say we were perfect.

But we try to have respect.

Let me tell you about respect, baby.

I've had to sweat for it all my life.

My family was dirt poor.

I went to a piss-ant college in West Virginia.

And about a hundred pounds ago,

I worked my way through law school as a stripper.

Now I've taken a lot of crap to get where I am,

and one thing I've learned

is "play by the rules"

generally means

"pardon us while we screw you."

You changed the subject.

We were talking about how you treat

the people you work with.

Boy, you don't give up, do ya?

Alright, if I have to be a good little girl, I can handle it.

I hope so.

I can see why they promoted you.

You are one hell of an enforcer.

Jonathan: Hey, Benny.

Hey, Benny, you want some coffee?

Uh, no thanks.

- How about a bagel? - No.

Benny, I'm glad I caught you.

I gotta go.

Benny.

♪ What a friend we have in Jesus ♪

♪ All our sins and griefs to bear! ♪

♪ Precious savior, still our refuge ♪

♪ Take it to the Lord in prayer ♪

♪ Precious savior still our refuge...♪

Can you tell me your name, sir?

♪ All our sorrows we share... ♪

Do you know you're in a court of law?

♪ Take it... ♪

Do you know what crime you were convicted of?

Do you know that you are going to die

in the gas chamber on Saturday.

I am the power and the glory. I am Satan.

I serve the demons and the demons serve me.

♪ In the blood... ♪

I have no more questions.

♪ ...in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ There's a fountain flowing for the souls unclean ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

You liked church, didn't you, David?

You felt safe there.

Do you remember a house

across the street from a church?

- Objection! Irrelevant. Conover: Overruled.

Zoey: Who lived in the house, David?

The lambs lived there, didn't they?

Across from the church?

[gasps]

They had to. They had to be close to God.

Zoey: Who were the lambs?

They were Ann and Carrie Sternhagen.

Ann was four years old, Carrie was six.

They were asleep in a bedroom

full of dolls and stuffed animals,

when you broke in and you strangled them.

You took a piece of wire, David,

and you put it around their necks.

- And you pulled it tight-- - I am the power!

I am the power!

You work for the demons but you can't touch me!

And then you killed their mother.

You killed their mother,

and you remember what you did to her too, don't you?

- I am Satan! Zoey: You beat her.

- The demons obey me! - You raped her and then what?

What did you do, David? What did the demons tell you to do?

I did what they said!

I cut her throat so she could be with her babies.

They were the lambs at the foot of God.

Zoey: What does God say, David?

What happens to people who kill?

- Objection! Conover: Overruled!

Thou shalt not kill, David!

What's going to happen to you?

You know the demons, don't you?

Zoey: What's going to happen?

You're going to kill me.

An eye for an eye.

I killed them, now I have to die.

But I won't be there.

Before the President drops in the gas--

I have nothing further.

But, if you tell anyone, I have to kill you, too!

- Bailiff! - No!

You can't touch me!

I am the power! Jesus knows.

Jesus told the demons. I am the power!

Jesus knows. Jesus told the demons.

I am the power!

I did what they said!

You got a minute?

Um, I'm pretty swamped here, Jonathan.

This won't take long.

I'm not gonna apologize for being with Zoey.

I don't expect you to.

It's still new for us, Tom.

That's why we hadn't told anybody, but you would've been

Look. A, um...

I read some signals wrong

and I ended up where I didn't belong.

It's my mistake, not yours.

You're my friend.

I respect your work

and I don't want this to affect

the way we deal with each other.

Oh, it has to.

That's not sayin' we'll never get past it.

Zoey says you haven't returned her calls.

Well, yeah,

there used to be a phone in here somewhere.

When you can, Tom...

she'd like to hear from you.

Sure.

When I can.

Benny, Frank Kittredge is looking for you.

Benny!

Benny!

Benny!

What's the matter with you?

I've been trying to talk to you all day.

You didn't really shoot a messenger, did you?

No. That was a figure of speech.

I've never shot a messenger.

A few witnesses, one judge, but never a messenger.

That was a joke, right?

[laughs] Right.

Did you get your papers?

Yes, I did, thank you.

And I want to apologize for the way I spoke to you.

I have a case going badly,

and I was taking it out on you. I'm sorry.

- That's okay. - Good.

Conover: I find this case very troubling.

There are moral questions here

that are far beyond the scope of this proceeding.

But, I can only rule on the two petitions before me.

In the matter of removing Mr. Lee's medication,

I find that he is a danger to himself and to others,

and that it's in his best medical interests

to be medicated with Haloperidol.

The fact of his impending execution

has no bearing on that.

I have listened to Mr. Lee's unmedicated testimony,

and he has, in my opinion,

shown that he understands his crime

and his punishment.

That's all the law demands.

I find, therefore, that David Mason Lee

has been found legally competent--

This is wrong, Judge.

Please don't do it.

I have no choice, Mr. Merrill.

Motion for a stay of execution is denied.

Hayward: David, if you tell us

you want to take Haloperidol,

we can stop the shots and give you pills.

David: The shots hurt.

I get bruises all over.

They don't have to hold me down.

I don't want to hurt them.

Hayward: But the medicine makes you feel better?

Come in. [sniffs]

- Hi. Tommy: Hi.

Um...

I came to give you these.

I should had done it a long time ago.

I don't know why I held on to them so long.

Tommy.

I apologize for not returning your calls.

That was rude.

- Can we talk about it? Tommy: No.

Jonathan's great...

and I wish you the best.

That's all there is to say.

I love you. You know that.

I love you, too.

Hayward: Medicine makes you feel better?

David: I can sleep.

I don't hear the voices.

I feel pretty clear now.

I don't want to do things to myself.

Hayward: You're making good progress, David.

We'd like to keep you on the medication.

Yeah, it's good for me.

I wish I had it before.

Maybe things would have been different, you know.

Maybe I wouldn't be here.

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