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[jazzy music]

- Our third night under the same roof, and I must say it

feels wonderful.

This trial period is exactly what

we need, time to restore our commitment,

rekindle our passion.

- Douglas, please no.

- That's what you said last night.

- You're blocking my light.

- I've been sleeping in this bed for days.

We haven't made love once.

- Are you sure?

- Positive.

I yearn to be with you.

- Douglas, I'm not interested.

- Since when?

- If you must know, since you moved back.

- [scoffs] But this was your idea.

- It's just that--

our body chemistry seems to be off.

When we were separated by divorce and prison walls,

I felt amorous.

Now I just feel--

- Distant?

- Disgusted.

- [sighs]

- Oh, all right, sweetheart.

If you want to, go ahead.

You've got five minutes.

- For god's sake, Sheila,

I can't perform under time restrictions.

It humiliates me and degrades the act.

- Five minutes, take it or leave it.

- I'll take it.

[theme music]

[upbeat music]

- Next up, Graney versus Maggie Farms Incorporated.

- Uh, Maggie recently constructed

a swine slaughtering and finishing plant adjacent

to Steve Graney's property.

- What's the stink?

- Exactly, our client, Mr. Graney

is unable to enjoy his weekend retreat

due to the unbearable stench blowing

in the wind from next door.

I filed a nuisance suit to shut down Maggie's Farm.

- On to new business, Labergé Labs.

Ann Kelsey, you will be working with me on this one.

- I will?

- Apparently, they discovered a major breakthrough.

Two of their chemists are flying in

from Phoenix to discuss marketing

strategy, very hush hush.

And you'll assist with corporate structure.

- Happy to help, Douglas.

Next time, a little notice.

[beeping]

Overseas call, excuse me.

- As I was saying--

[beeping]

- Must be time for my medication.

- Stuart, you seem to be back on top of your game again?

- Yeah, the phenytoin is really doing the trick.

- If we could just get back to--

[phone rings]

- (WHISPERS) Sorry.

Hello?

Yeah, sure, Sydney.

It's Ben Flicker.

I'll just be a minute.

Oh.

- I will not have Becker's entertainment law

become the tail wagging this legal dog.

Who is he working for?

Worldwide Studios or McKenzie-Brackman?

- Bad connection from Milan.

[beeping]

That was quick.

Oh, it's not me.

- Me either.

- Oh, sorry, that's, that's me.

- It's a false alarm.

[beeping]

- I still haven't figured this thing out yet.

[beeping]

- My batteries must be running low.

- Since my business is show business,

look for my name in lights, everybody.

[assorted beeping]

- Can't you people have the decency to come

to a staff meeting unplugged?

- I think we're adjourned.

[assorted beeping continues]

- We just don't understand this.

You're telling us that he can get out after only eight years.

- Mr. Holtz, this file just landed in my lap yesterday.

I'm still looking it over.

- This nut should have gone to the gas

chamber not some hospital with tennis

courts and weekend privileges.

- You can be sure the DA's office isn't keen on letting

killers back on the street.

- David was found not guilty by reason of insanity.

The prosecutor said he would be sent away for life.

- In theory, that's true.

The catch is the state can't hold

your son-in-law unless he--

- David Orcott stopped being our son-in-law the day

he murdered our daughter.

- The state cannot hold Orcott unless he

is deemed dangerous or crazy.

- Is someone suggesting that he's not?

- A few docs, but the senior psychiatrist at MacArthur

Hospital disagrees.

- So what happens now?

- We go to court as planned, and we try to block

David's effort to win release.

I could use your help in convincing the jury.

- Name it.

- I'd like to put Mrs. Holtz on the stand.

- Why?

- Police record says that you discovered

your daughter's body.

I'd like the court to hear you describe that experience.

- She was alive.

- Excuse me?

- When I found S--Sandra, she,

she was still trying to breathe.

She was gasping for air.

- Honey.

- She died in my arms.

- Hey, OK.

- Like all great discoveries, it was purely accidental.

Tom and I were at Stanford doing research.

- Grinding up patches of skin, isolating compounds,

just basically fooling around.

- Where did you get the skin?

- Oh, discarded casts.

I can't tell you how many Sundays

we've spent digging through dumpsters

behind orthopedist offices.

[laughter]

- Anyway, one day in our lab, we noticed

that certain compounds isolated from female skin

made us, well--

- Horny.

[laughter]

- So we went looking for similar compounds in male skin.

- And once we found those, we knew

we had what we thought we had.

- What exactly is it you have?

- Human pheromones.

- Come again?

- Airborne hormones.

When inhaled by the opposite sex,

they trigger the urge to copulate.

- You see, it's common knowledge that insects

and lower mammals use smells to attract their partners.

- As humans evolved, scientists assumed that we left that part

of the mating dance behind.

But we still have tiny amounts in our skin.

- We've been able to concentrate those pheromones.

- Pink for females, blue for males.

- Careful.

There's enough in there to turn on this entire building.

- Do you have data showing how your formula works?

- Reams.

Until our meeting tomorrow with Donny Cosmetics,

we need a safe place to keep our samples.

- Could we use your bank safe deposit box?

- Certainly.

Of course, we have a small vault here at the firm.

I alone hold the combination.

- Guard this with your life.

Otherwise, it'll be cold showers for everyone.

- Tom and Jay, couple of comedians.

If this formula actually works and we close this deal,

this could mean a new era for this firm.

- Where are we going?

What was so urgent?

- You ask too many questions.

I told you, Becker, it's a surprise.

By the way, let me confess.

I was the one behind that desert escapade,

stealing your Porsche.

- Ben, I really would like my car back.

- You expect miracles.

Charlton Heston, I'm not.

Things got a little out of hand, and

well, this is all we recovered.

- Oh, my baby.

- I know how you feel.

Once I was going to meet Crosby.

The night was still.

I drove a Nash.

I was young.

Teach your children well, Becker.

Remember that.

Which is why I have to ask you, my daughter and you,

you, you didn't--

- Have sex with Francie?

No, sir.

- That's my boychick.

We couldn't have worked together if you had.

Our relationship would be too complicated.

- Could it possibly be more complicated?

- Hop in.

We're here.

- Sir?

- Hop out.

- We could have walked.

- Schleppers walk.

That's why they're called schleppers.

Becker, from all of us at Worldwide,

no man deserves this more than you.

Welcome to our studio.

- Ooh!

- A Viper?

- Come on, Becker.

Drive American.

[applause]

- I can't believe this big turnout.

Central casting, they're extras.

For 65 bucks, they'd applaud a murder.

Louder, damn it, like you mean it.

Mazel tov.

[cheering]

- Dr. Scheinbaum, what was David Orcott's

condition upon admission to MacArthur Hospital?

- He was diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenic.

- How did you treat his illness?

- Antipsychotics, stress management, and psychotherapy.

- The results?

- For three years, David has been

free of schizophrenic symptoms.

So long as he takes his medication,

he's as sane as anyone in this room.

- Doctor, do you believe Mr. Orcott

poses a danger to society?

- None whatsoever.

He's already spent a full year in an unlocked facility

as part of a conditional release program.

- And during that time, was Mr. Orcott allowed to enter

the community unsupervised?

- Yes, every day, he'd walk to the public library

and spend his afternoons working the checkout

desk never with any problems.

- Doctor, is it your recommendation

that David be released from his hospital commitment?

- Yes.

- Even taking into account the events that led

to my client's hospitalization?

- David's untreated schizophrenia

brought on delusions that his wife was being unfaithful,

poisoning his food.

After five days of heavy drinking and sleeplessness,

David suffered a psychotic break.

He was overcome with irrational fear

and rage, which led to an overwhelming impulse

to kill Sandra.

- In your opinion, could David ever

do something like this again?

- No.

David is diligent about taking his medication, determined

never again to lose control.

- Thank you, Doctor.

Your witness.

- Dr. Scheinbaum, isn't your recommendation to release

Mr. Orcott opposed by the senior psychiatrist

at MacArthur Hospital?

- That's correct, but--

- I am quoting Dr. Philip Morton's statement.

"Mr. Orcott remains a substantial danger

to the community."

- Dr. Morton is a career bureaucrat

who refuses responsibility--

- What would happen if Mr. Orcott went off his medication?

Could he become violent?

- Schizophrenics generally are not violent, do

not become murderers.

- You're not answering the question, Doctor.

Could Mr. Orcott become violent?

- Possibly, but David makes sure he takes his medication.

- But currently, don't you blood test him twice

a month to ensure he complies?

- That's hospital policy.

- He's also under the daily scrutiny of the medical staff.

Isn't that right?

- Yes.

- And if Orcott is released, would he be blood

tested and monitored by doctors?

- No.

- So there would be no way to make

sure he takes his medication.

- No.

- Then how can you guarantee David

Orcott won't have a relapse?

- Medical statistics show--

- I'm not talking probabilities.

Can you guarantee that man will not kill somebody in the future

if released?

- Of course not.

I can't guarantee you won't either.

- I didn't bludgeon my wife 15 times with a hammer.

- Objection.

- Withdrawn.

[murmuring]

[phone ringing]

- Leland, I've finished reviewing the Osgood file.

- Good.

I want to obtain polygraphs on both Frank

Osgood and Philip Tice.

Can you help me with the DA?

- Do you think Tice is telling the truth?

- I still have my doubts.

If we can use the DA's polygraph specialist,

maybe they'll stipulate to admissibility.

- Why this sudden urgency?

- Tice is in the hospital.

Stomach cancer is worse, may not last much longer.

- See what I can do, sir.

- Thank you.

Stuart.

- Oh, hey.

- Stuart, could I talk to you a second?

- Yeah, hi, Gwen.

What's up?

I owe you an apology.

- For what?

- Well, Ann must not have told you,

but during all that craziness with whoever was stalking me,

sending those deranged gifts, it's all stopped now.

But at one point, I thought it was you.

- You did?

- Mm, wild, huh?

- Maybe.

Maybe not.

[baby coos]

- Hi.

My expert witness was supposed to arrive 20 minutes ago.

Maybe his train got delayed.

These days, who rides the rails?

- Oh, this guy doesn't fly, claims his sinuses

can't handle the altitude.

His nose is his meal ticket.

- I think your nose just blew in.

- Mr. Smith?

- Morales?

- How are you doing?

- Well, I'm not too happy about being

in LA, nitrogen dioxide, carbon monoxide, too much ozone.

You have a lethal pollutant standards index.

[sniffs] Not to mention that kid's diaper needs changing.

- Yeah, well, I'll, I'll give Lucy to the sitter,

and we can head out to my client's ranch.

- You're, you're wearing a bit too much Obsession,

but that's OK.

It's helping disguise the scent of fear.

- Boy, look at all this stuff,

Champagne from CAA,

beluga caviar from ICM,

Even a cellular phone from the William Morris Agency.

- And a new car from Ben Flicker.

It's all manipulation, Rox, cheap attempts to buy

friendship, curry my favor.

I am not enjoying myself, Rox.

What do I want?

Fame?

That just complicates life.

It compromises simplicity.

Money?

The effort to get rich can steal your time.

- You know, I hate to admit it, but you're traveling the world

really has changed you.

You're not the man you used to be.

- Globe trotting was nothing compared

to this magical mystery tour that I'm on with Ben

Flicker at Worldwide studios.

I am dealing with strange people,

enigmas wrapped in mysteries.

I don't even know who to trust.

- Trust yourself.

- Well, what do you mean?

The new president and creative director

of current and long form feature developments?

What does that even mean?

- You have a very powerful position.

Don't be afraid to take control.

- You're right.

I'm going to speak with Flicker.

Things have to change.

- Before you leave--

- Later, Rox.

- I want to share something.

- Can it wait?

- Arnie, no.

I'm pregnant.

- Rox, that's uh--

- Great?

Terrific?

- Yeah, if you say so.

Look, I, I have to run.

- Arnie, you can't.

- I thought the car in your space belonged to the CPA

across the hall.

I had it towed, but I guess that makes us even

for the warm congratulations.

- I mean, you just have to question a system that would

even entertain the possibility of letting

a brutal killer like this go free after only eight years.

What's happening here, it's not only--

- What the hell is he doing?

- It's a damn wasted--

- Flexing his civil rights.

- protecting criminals rights over those of his victims.

- Holtz can't do this, Tommy.

For god's sakes, he's right outside the jury room.

- Why should he even get a second chance?

Our daughter sure as hell won't get a second chance.

And to let David Orcott go free is to let

him get away with murder.

You all know that.

- My client can no longer possibly get a fair hearing.

Mr. Holtz made inflammatory statements--

- Mr. Holtz has a right to free speech.

- Move for a mistrial. - What?

- Denied.

- Mr. Holtz has maligned my client in the press daily.

He seems intent on creating an atmosphere for a lynch mob.

At the very least, I request a gag be imposed.

- This is ridiculous.

He's a non-party.

- He's right, Mr. LaPorte.

I have no authority to impose a gag.

The jury has been admonished to avoid

press coverage of the trial.

- Your honor, may I say something?

- No, you may listen.

I can't prevent you from speaking to reporters,

but I can damn well keep you from doing

so inside this courthouse.

- You yourself said I had a First Amendment right.

- Which is outweighed by Mr. Orcott's right to a fair trial.

If you want to be heard, you do it off-county property

because if you pull a stunt like this again,

you can expect to spend the night in jail.

- When I purchased the ranch, the only scent in the air

was the desert pear blossoms.

- When did you first learn a swine

finishing facility had opened a half mile away.

- The Saturday before Thanksgiving.

I'd stayed away while renovations were being made,

but when the work was completed, I drove up with a lady friend

for the weekend.

- How was the visit?

- Well, at first, fine.

It was a lovely, crisp, sunny day.

We were enjoying the morning on the back porch when the wind

suddenly shifted, and we were engulfed

in an unspeakable stench.

- Can you describe the effect the odor

had on you and your guest?

- It burned our throats, and it made our eyes red and watery.

My friend lost her breakfast.

As the day wore on, the stink got worse.

By 2 o'clock, we were on our way home.

- And are you certain Maggie Farms

is the source of the stench?

- Absolutely.

The air used to be pristine.

Now, it's, now, it's unbreathable.

That hog finishing plant has turned my ranch

into an uninhabitable wasteland.

They ought to do something about the smell or move.

- No more questions, your honor.

- Mr. Brady, are you aware that the Piedmont landfill is only

four miles from your property?

- Yes.

- Well, isn't it possible that the landfill

is responsible for the odor?

- In my opinion, no.

- Yes, well, tell me, Mr. Graney,

how many others have joined you in your complaint

against my client?

- It's an isolated area.

I'm the only resident affected.

- In other words, none.

Now, your ranch was never intended as a primary residence

now, was it?

- No, I plan to use it on weekends.

- And to the best of your knowledge,

has Maggie Farms Incorporated violated any codes

or permit regulations?

- No.

- And still, you want to close down a new, lawfully operated

business that employs 43 people, so

that you can weekend with your lady friends in the desert?

Nothing further.

[murmuring]

[classical music]

- How we feeling?

- Depressed.

- Maybe if you came a little closer.

- Douglas.

- Breathe deep.

- Did I leave the oven on?

- Sheila, sniff me here.

- What is with you?

- It's an experiment.

What can it hurt?

Just come on.

Smell me, please.

- [sniffs]

- Now, what are you feeling?

- Threatened.

- Oh, sweetheart.

- Maybe you ought to sleep in the guest room.

- Wait till I get my hands on those two little rodents.

This crap doesn't work.

- Fine.

I'll sleep in the guest room.

- Darling.

[door opens and shuts]

- Mr. Orcott, would you please tell

the court what you recollect about the night your wife died?

- It was a nightmare.

It was like I was standing there watching someone else attacking

my wife, someone evil.

- Are you saying that you didn't commit the murder.

- I'm not making an excuse.

I killed my wife, but in a sense, it wasn't me.

I loved my wife very much.

The time we shared together before I got sick

was wonderful.

- Do you feel remorse for what you've done?

- Remorse doesn't even begin--

There is no word to describe my regret.

You can't imagine what it is for me living knowing what I did.

- Now, doctors have testified that your behavior was atypical

of most schizophrenics, that the circumstances which

brought it on were unique.

- Your honor, can we skip the speeches?

- Ask your question, counselor.

- David, what assures us that you'll continue to take

your medication if released?

- If I don't, I risk another attack,

and I won't let that happen, not again.

- Thank you.

[murmurs]

- Mr. Orcott, hospital records show on July 12, 1990,

you abused hospital privileges and snuck out to a bar.

Is this true?

- I was only gone a half an hour, one of the other patients

was antagonizing me.

I felt I had to get away.

- Haven't doctors warned you that alcohol

makes you vulnerable to schizophrenic episodes?

- Yes.

- And didn't you kill your wife while

under the influence of alcohol?

- Yes.

- But you went ahead anyway and ordered up a shot of tequila.

- I didn't drink it.

- Not that time.

But if you get released and someone else gets on your case,

what will you do then?

Run off to a bar and get hammered?

- Objection, argumentative.

- Sustained.

- Mr. Orcott, in a letter to the court,

you wrote that you'd come to terms with your crime, correct?

- I understand why it happened.

I was psychotic.

- You're trying to tell me you've come to terms with this?

- Objection, the condition of Mrs. Orcott's body

is irrelevant.

- It reflects the extent of Mr. Orcott's derangement.

- It's inflammatory and highly prejudicial.

- Sustained. Mr. Mulaney, put that away.

- I'm sorry, Patricia. I'm so sorry.

- Mr. Orcott--

- I know I can't expect you to forgive me, just

please try to understand. I didn't know what I was doing.

- Mr. Orcott, I'm warning you.

- I would trade my life for Sandra's if I could.

Whatever I do will never be enough.

- Move to strike.

- Mr. Orcott, sit down.

- You son of a bitch.

- I loved her.

I loved her so much.

[tragic music]

[upbeat music]

- Douglas, I've been going over these projections

for Lambergé Labs--

- Don't bother.

Tweedledum and Tweedledumber are wasting our time.

Thank god, they're billable hours.

- What changed your opinion?

- The facts-- one, they don't look you in the eye, two,

they have no proven track record, and three,

last night, I took home the extracts

and experimented on my ex-wife.

- Douglas, how could you?

- It was in the interest of research, Ann.

You and I both know Sheila has a libido that

would put Secretariat to shame.

- I didn't know.

- Well, you do now.

In any event, if this formula fails

to get my ex-wife in the saddle, then believe me,

it doesn't work.

- Douglas, you used the male pheromone,

the one that attracts men.

Are you aware that this lasts for 24 hours?

- I haven't read the data.

- [sighs] Well, here are my comments

on the financial projections.

You were right about one thing, this formula

could be a gold mine.

[phone rings]

- Ann, what are we going to do?

- We?

- These two are bound to notice the missing formula.

- I'm sure you'll think of something.

- Douglas.

- Jonathan, what are you doing back?

- I work here.

- You weren't due for another week.

- Well, that didn't take into account schistosomiasis.

- Where's that?

- It's an intestinal virus, Douglas.

I've been driving the porcelain bus 6,000 miles.

- Welcome home.

- Glad to be back.

Douglas,

I, I missed you.

- Let's pretend this never happened.

- Jonathan, hey, we weren't expecting you back so soon.

- Oh, I, I need to hit the bathroom.

- What's that all about?

- It seems Mr. Rollins picked up some virulent strain

of Sudan shuffle.

- What is it, Leland?

- Oh, I just never realized--

- how brown your eyes are.

- I'm spending the rest of the day locked in my office.

- Hm.

- You want some ice cream?

- I don't usually eat sweets in the afternoon.

Sugar high, sugar lows, less calories.

- This isn't a life choice.

- Ice cream would be nice.

- Stuart,

Is something wrong?

- Why?

Does it seem like something's wrong?

- No.

No, it's just that ever since you

made the turn on your recovery, you seem, well--

- Unhappy?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah.

Even though I feel better,

I felt better.

- I'm not sure what you mean exactly.

- I'm thinking more, not so much introspective, just unwilling

to take things for granted, curious

about the way things work, you know,

like why is electricity always there?

Or gravity, how come we don't just

go spinning off the planet?

That sound crazy? - Uh-uh.

- Good.

Excellent.

- Instant chocolate sundae.

- Ann would kill me if I had a Hershey squirt at home.

- Ann would kill you if she saw you doing it here, too.

- That's part of what I mean.

This is me.

This is who I am, and I've got to learn a way to work

this into my day-to-day life.

- It takes a special person to go through a bad situation

and come out better on the other side.

- You're like that, resilient, determined, focused.

- Pregnant.

- For real?

I didn't even know you were trying.

That's great!

I'm really happy for you.

- Thanks.

Aren't you going to ask who the father is?

- It doesn't matter.

I know who the mother is.

- And so God taught Moses the laws

for living together in peace.

These laws were printed on two stone

tablets Moses brought down from the mountain,

and they're called what?

Arnie?

- Uh, well, well, they're called--

- The Ten Commandments, right.

There's only one God.

Do not bow down to idols.

Less Nintendo, more homework.

Do not swear falsely by the name of God.

Keep the Sabbath Holy.

Honor your father and mother.

Always kiss them good night.

Do not murder or beat up on your brothers and sisters.

Do not take another man's wife or another man's husband.

Unto the next, do not steal.

Do not lie, and finally, do not want

what does not belong to you.

10 simple rules sounds easy, but as you get older,

it's not always a breeze.

God knows you're human.

People make mistakes, but remember, it's in the trying.

Now, run down the hall to the screening room

for refreshments and Eisner's Aladdin.

- Thank you.

- Don't forget to sign your vouchers.

A cartoon grossing $100 million, we could use a hit like that.

- Sydney says you talk to these kids every week.

- Their parents work on the lot, very busy these days.

This is my way of helping.

Always have time for children.

- Ben, we need to talk.

- Me first.

As God is watching, he knows I haven't been honest.

- Ninth commandment?

- And a few more.

I want you to meet Schuller.

- I'll be glad to finally look the man in the eye.

- He may not be so polite.

By the way, you ice skate?

- Mr. Smith, due to your acute nasal sensitivity,

have you worked before as an odor expert?

- Dozens of times.

I've been a hired nose for GM, Monsanto, Kleenex.

The list goes on.

- Your honor, I ask that Mr. Smith

be accepted as an odor expert.

- Objection.

There's no set standard by which an odor can be measured.

Mr. Smith's opinions are entirely subjective.

- Overruled.

The court accepts Mr. Smith as qualified.

- Thank you, Your Honor.

You've examined the air at my client's ranch.

Is that correct?

- Yes.

- Any evidence of pig stench?

- Definitely.

- At what level?

- 30 decismells.

The scale is a variation of the decibel scale.

0 decismells means that the odor is

undetectable to the average nose.

10 decismells means--

- Your Honor, I object.

The decismell scale is meaningless to the lay nose.

- Your Honor, with permission, I can put this in terms

the lay nose can understand.

- I'm holding my breath in anticipation.

- Contained in these balloons are air samples,

the white balloon taken from the roof

of Mr. Graney's ranch home, the black

from the driveway of Maggie Farms.

- Objection, prejudicial.

- How do you figure?

- Plaintiff is represented by white, respondent by black,

planting a subliminal message--

- Give it a rest, counselor.

- Your Honor, would you please take the white balloon

and put your nose near the opening, undoing the clamp.

[balloon wheezes]

[clears throat]

Now, compare that smell with the sample taken from Maggie Farms.

[balloon wheezes]

- [coughs] I love my job.

- I won't take the witness stand.

- Mrs. Holtz, we need your testimony.

- Why?

A doctor's already sworn.

He believes David is dangerous.

- The jury has heard conflicting experts.

You can tip the scale.

- Honey, look, you're just going to have to do this.

- I don't care anymore.

- This bastard kills our daughter, and you don't care?

- For years, I have hated him, and now, I see

he's as torn apart as we are.

- Come on!

You believe what this guy said?

- I know David,

And I remember the boy our daughter fell in love with.

He was thoughtful, and he was funny and gentle.

And he turned into a monster, but the man I saw today--

was just a tormented version of the boy I once knew.

And I just can't hate him anymore.

- Patricia, so help me God, if you don't testify,

I'll never forgive you.

- Raymond, listen to yourself.

You're so full of vengeance it's making you sick.

We can't spend the rest of our lives hating David.

At some point, we have to let go.

- Mrs. Holtz, please.

I know it's rough dredging up horrible memories,

but if not for Sandra--

- You don't know my pain.

I refuse to be part of a vendetta.

[classical music]

- Mr. Schuller is meeting us?

- He's already here, but before we talk,

we skate counter-clockwise.

- Why?

- That's just the way it is.

- Ask Sonja Henie.

I had this rink built to her own demanding specifications.

- I never did this as a kid.

- 1936 Olympics, Garmisch, Germany,

a little more practice, Hitler would have plotzed.

- Wait, wait.

[classical music]

- Uh.

- Ben.

Ben.

Ben, are you OK?

Easy.

Let me give you a hand.

Easy, easy.

- Perception, remember?

- Ben, look we're spinning in circles.

- Not at all.

Listen.

Listen, I'm about to explain all this kookiness.

Worldwide Studios is a publicly held company.

At the upcoming annual meeting, the subject of Schuller's

divorce will be the hot top.

Trust me.

- Where is Schuller?

- I was worried the whole megillah over his divorce

would bring the price of Worldwide crashing down.

Now I realize a man must not give his life for his business.

That's why I brought you to him.

- Who? - Schuller.

- What?

- The iceman cometh.

- Where?

- Right under your nose.

Guess I'm headed for jail.

[classical music]

- How much can we expect David Orcott

to pay for a crime for which he was not legally responsible?

Schizophrenia is a devastating illness

not maladjusted behavior.

And that is why a jury found him not guilty by reason

of insanity and sentenced him to a mental hospital not as

punishment, but to be treated.

The doctor that works closest with David

says he poses no threat to society

if he maintains his medication.

Now by law, a hospital cannot detain a patient who is

neither dangerous nor insane.

My client is neither dangerous nor insane.

Under the law, David Orcott must be released.

- David Orcott's doctor says he should be released.

I found a doctor who disagrees.

One point they both agree on is this, if David Orcott

fails to take his medication, he could in fact become psychotic.

We just don't know.

But the last time that man became psychotic,

he took this hammer, and he brought it down with full force

onto his wife's head not once but 15 times.

When finished, Sandra Orcott's skull

and face were in pieces, her blood

and brain covered the floor.

Can David Orcott be trusted to take his medication?

Is he still dangerous?

How can anyone capable of such a hideous crime not be dangerous?

[murmuring]

- You violated our trust.

- I deserve a second chance.

- I don't want to be curt, but give me that vial.

- Jay, maybe we should try looking

at this with a new heart.

- That's the pheromone talking, Tom.

- Please.

I made a mistake.

Curiosity got the better of this cat.

- Stop making excuses.

- I'm simply trying--

trying to protect Ms. Kelsey.

You see, she's been having problems with her husband.

- This is the lowest you have ever sunk.

How dare you!

Gentlemen, perhaps it would be in your best interest

if you were represented by another firm.

- Ann!

- You can take that to the bank because we're

taking him to the cleaners.

- We're suing for--

what are we suing for?

- Embezzlement?

Breach of fiduciary duties?

Ethics charges.

- Quit being so damn helpful.

- Thank you.

You're fired.

[door opens]

- Gentlemen, gentlemen, if there's anything else we can

do here at McKenzie-Brackman--

- You've done too much already.

- Dennis Smith, this is Douglas Brackman our managing partner.

Dennis was an expert witness on the Graney case.

- Well, isn't that nice?

Tom, Jay, are you sure there isn't something?

- Oh, no.

- Leave us alone.

[sniffs]

- Doug, so uh, what's your sign?

- Excuse me?

- An Adonis like you doesn't need an excuse.

- Douglas!

- Oh!

- Oh, sweetheart, are you hurt?

- I'm bleeding!

- I'm all man.

- You son of a bitch.

My nose!

You probably put me out of business.

- Get some ice on it.

- I'm going to sue you.

- Come on.

- Want more today?

It'll be a hat trick.

- I'll see you in court.

- I look forward to it.

[murmuring]

- "We, the members of the jury, find

David Orcott restored to sanity and no

longer a danger to society."

- No!

- I hereby order David Orcott released from commitment.

[chatter]

- Send the scum back where he belongs!

- Bailiffs, clear this courtroom immediately.

- You're a dead man!

- Come on.

Let's go.

- We'll wait till things quiet down a bit.

Then we'll get you out safely.

- And after that?

- Well, we'll see.

- I said bailiffs, clear this courtroom immediately!

- Sir, the DA has agreed to the admissibility of both Osgood

and Tice's polygraph.

- Good for you.

How did you manage that?

- I just called in a few favors at the attorney

general's office.

- I owe you, Melina.

- The question now is would this be enough to free Osgood?

- Not likely even if he were to pass.

But at least it's a first step.

Now, I need to track down the witness I should

have questioned 34 years ago.

- Need any help?

- Oh, you bet.

- Sorry.

- Did you call, Luisa Becker?

- Daniel?

- Yeah?

- Did you notice since we started dating,

no weird gifts, no midnight hang-ups on the phone?

- You're too smart, Gwen.

You're right.

It was me all along.

- What are we doing this weekend?

- I don't know.

You got any ideas?

My parents will watch Lucy.

- Oh.

- How about we go up to Big Sur for two days, ride horses,

build a fire?

- We're out of here.

Come on.

- Ann, we've got to go over these tax credits.

- Not here, Stuart.

Lately, this place is making no sense to me.

- Well, let's get out of here.

- I've already made reservations at Ventana Inn in Big Sur.

- You did?

- Mhm.

- Great.

You know, I've always dreamed of living up there.

- Well, maybe this could be a start.

- When you hit that man, it was very exciting, Douglas.

But you know what really turned me on?

Being separated from you last night.

Even listening to your snoring through the wall

made me vibrate.

- You mean, you're only turned on when we're apart?

- I'll see when I get there.

- Get where?

- God's most beautiful meeting of land and sea,

Big Sur, adjoining rooms.

- I can live with that.

- Excuse me.

Got a package for Gwen Taylor.

There's no receptionist out there.

- Hmm, I'll sign.

- Weekend's finally here, huh?

Any plans?

- No, just sitting around the house.

All right.

- Thank you.

[stomach growling]

Hope I can make it.

[boom]

[sizzles]

[long beep]

- Where they taking me?

- Legally, the police aren't obligated to give

you protective custody.

The judge agreed there's a real danger,

so for now, it's back to the hospital.

- That's freedom?

- Come on.

Look, I'll stop by tomorrow, and we'll figure out something.

[door shuts]

[ominous music]

- Hey, there he is!

[horn honks]

[siren wails]

- Hey, come on.

Come on.

Come on, get out.

[yelling]

- Get out of there!

- No!

Please I didn't--

[glass shattering]

- Help!

[siren wailing]

- Are you OK?

- Justice, American style.

- News said that he was beaten pretty badly.

- That's being polite.

I'm sorry.

You know, I am feeling so lousy.

I am really going to punish myself and quit altogether.

- Are you blaming yourself?

- Oh, come on.

I can rabble rouse with the best of them.

- Tommy--

- No, no, Rox, it's true.

I mean, there I was cheerleading right along with Holtz,

me, whipping it up inside the courtroom while he

was working the crowd outside.

- You were doing your job.

- Well, that's kind of funny, too.

The old Tommy, I wouldn't have given it a second thought,

but all that kept running through my head

now was what if 15 years down the line,

and this chucklehead Orcott moved in next door to my family

and this was my daughter.

[dramatic music]

- So you want a girl?

- I just want safe.

[tender music]

I just want healthy.

[theme music]

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