Body Chemistry 4: Full Exposure (1995) - full transcript

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Hey, Freddie! I'm over here.

Well, Alan, I think we're finally at
the bottom of the whole damn story.

I want to get this over with.
Let's go back to the court.

I gotta hand it to you, Freddie.

For a man pulling off a
blackmail, pretty nonchalant.

The agendas changed, Alan. But I'd
hardly call what I'm doing 'blackmail'.

What the hell do
you call it then?

I was trying to get you to live
up to your commitment, Alan,

but that was before I listened
to the rest of the tape.

You listened to it.



It's not enough you sneak on to my
property and then secretly videotape me,

you gotta listened to the soundtrack
for all the salient details?

Video tape? What the hell
are you talking about?

Stop playing games, Freddie!
Did you bring the tape or not?

I have something for you
to listen to, Alan. Here!

What was that?

I want the videotape you made
of me and her having sex.

No, Alan. I can't believe it.
Why?

I'm not in the mood for your shit, Freddie.
I want the tape!

Is that what she told you,
that I made a videotape?

She didn't have to tell me,
she showed it to me.

I don't have a video, Alan.

I don't even know you were
screwing her until just now.

I have an audio tape. And this.



And if you don't stop screwing around
and put me back on the project,

I'll see to it that you
don't produce anything for

public service announcement
for the rest of your life.

You're sick, man.

You need help.

She kills her lover's, Alan.

The goddamn woman is serial killer and we've
got to take that evidence to the police.

He's dying. Call 911.

Stop it, Alan!

Everything's gonna be okay.

We're gonna be together.

We're gonna make the movie
just like we planned.

You did kill these
other men, didn't you?

Just like you killed Freddie.

Well, they try to leave me.

Put down the phone, Alan.

I said, put it down!

I don't know if you're insane,

or just cold-blooded killer.

But I do know this,

you're not gonna get
away with it this time.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

what Ms. Sanders here is
trying to do is convince

you that my client is
guilty of many things.

Guilty of being angry, guilty of
greed, guilty of being a weak man.

And you know what?

Ms. Sanders is probably right.

He is guilty.

Guilty of wanting things that
are so far outside of his...

grasp.

Guilty...

of being outraged to society which
rewards only the wealthy and the...

manipulative.

Guilty...

of, yes...

turned into a bottle,

when he felt the mankind
rendered him...

impotent.

And powerless.

Except,

what Ms. Sanders has
failed to do is prove,

that Bernard Winslow,

is guilty of murder.

Failed to prove beyond
a reasonable doubt,

that this man committed
such a monstrous act.

Now,

we all know Bernard Winslow,

there's a little bit of
Bernard in all of us.

I mean, who among us is not know
what it feels like to be...

angry, to be frustrated.

To feel powerless.

Murder?

These feelings do not a
cold-blooded killer make.

These feelings don't
even make us unique.

Now, I would venture
to say, that

district attorney Sanders is the first
person to admit the feeling of...

envy.

Futility.

And she is not on
trial for murder.

Here it comes.

So, I beseech you,

go into that room,

and come back with the
only conceivable verdict.

Not guilty.

Thank you.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

Well, the defendant please rise.

In the case of the People
vs Winslow, how find you?

Your Honor, in the charge of
murder in the second degree,

we the jury find the defendant,

not guilty.

The jury is dismissed. The defendant
is free to go. Next case, please.

Alright, to a brilliant victory.

And a brilliant difference.

Well, I couldn't have
done it without you.

To many more victories and a
long and prosperous partnership.

Thank you for all your help.

Well, I hate to break up
the party but since you've

been in trial your messages
really been stacking up.

Your rent a continuance on the
broker cases up on Monday and

you have a new client coming
in at nine o'clock tomorrow.

No rest for the wicked.

Okay, you start pulling the broker
files and I'll returning phone calls.

Well, I think we're being
asked to leave, partner.

Hey, Lane. If this guy home at a
reasonable hour, I don't want

my partner going down in flames
this early in his career.

I will.

- And nice work.
- Thank you.

How about we celebrate later?
I'll buy you beer.

I can't, I haven't seen Amy in weeks.
I think I should get

home, kiss the wife, and pray
she doesn't file for divorce.

- Another time.
- Sure.

Another time.

Congratulations.

Thanks for putting up with me.

Well, you're just lucky that they moved
up the release date on the most even.

- Been too busy to compain.
- Much.

Why you and your lovely assistant fighting
for life liberty and pursuit of happiness?

I'm editing endless pages of
historical board on the Civil War.

Is this new?

It might be.

Pretty racist stuff,
Mrs. Mitchell.

I have to do something to
get my husband's attention.

Well, maybe we should go
upstairs before he comes home.

We probably have all night.

He's a helpless workaholic.

I'll get it.

Hello.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Who is it?

Hello.

I hate that. That's
three times today.

- Hold, please. Your nine o'clock is here.
- Where is Lane?

She's on her way.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm Simon Mitchell.
I'm sorry I'm late.

I'm compulsively early.
Dr. Claire Archer, call me Claire.

- You wanna sit down?
- Thank you.

My wife Amy is an editor,
matches publishing.

Swears by your book,
was it often?

Well, one of the problems with writing
an explicit relationship manual

for the bedroom is you get quoted
at the most inopportune moment.

Yes, well, what can we do for you,
Dr. Archer?

I need counsel.

It seems I become the
prime suspect in the

murder of Alan Clay, you
know, the TV producer?

I'm sorry I'm late, the
traffic was murder.

Dr. Archer, this is my legal
associate, Lane Goodwin.

I prefer we speak in private.

Alright, if you don't
mind, I'll see you later.

No problem.

The district attorney seems to
think they've uncovered a motive,

and an eyewitness that can place
me at the scene of Alan's death.

Have they?

No. They mistaken.

But I need you to represent me.

Well, unfortunately, Dr.Archer,
my calendar is full.

I can however refer you
to a very confident...

No.

I'm afraid I don't have the time to
take on another trial case right now.

Look, I want you.

I've never been through
anything like this before.

I'm..., I'm frightened and...

Well, I can trust you.

Please, Mr. Mitchell, help me.

Dr. Archer.

Claire.

I've just finished a very
lengthy trial proceeding.

This is what they gonna do to me.

They gonna crucified me in public, regardless I am a innocence.

They're gonna destroy my life.

You have a reputation for
standards and integrity.

I need that.

Or I've lost before
I even begun.

Taking on a case like this
is a huge commitment.

- I'll double your retainer.
- It's not about the money.

Please, it's my life.

I need your help,
Mr. Mitchell. Please.

Alright, start at the beginning.

Okay.

Thank you, Simon. I feel so much
better knowing you'll be with me.

- I'll call you with the arrangements.
- Good.

That's a lovely perfume, Lane.
Gardena?

Okay, before you giving
me the silent treatment,

we're going to trial again.

Really? What do we got?

Dr. Claire Archer, suspect in the killing
of that television producer, Alan Clay.

High-profile. I like it.

DA says there's a motive and an eye
witness that can place with the scene.

- What's the motive?
- Business deal gone bad.

But the witness can be challenged in
the motive is circumstantial at best.

The DA's searching for something here
and I want you to find out what it is.

- Has she been charged?
- Not yet.

I want you to file this firm with the
court is her counsel. When they do make a

formal charge will arrange for her to turn
herself into the State Attorney's office.

And then we'll walk through the arraignment.
Until then, we got a trial to prepare for.

- Did she do it?
- She said she didn't.

And do you believe she's
telling the truth?

You never asked me whether
believe Bernard Winslow.

He wasn't wearing a short skirt.

I'm not her judge nor her
jury, I'm simply her lawyer.

Jurisprudence, Lane.
Fourteenth Amendment.

Wasn't you who queted,

'No poet ever interprets nature as
freely as a lawyer interprets truth'.

The truth is, the name
is gonna kill me.

I'll make sure she
gets the good truth.

Bail is set at 100.000 dollars. Dr. Archer
will relinquish her passport over the bailiff.

This case is bound over
for trial in the 14th.

Hey, Dr. Archer. Can
you give us statement?

Does it have anything to
do with your new book?

Will you comment for
Channel 3 Action News?

My client has no
comment this time.

She will however says the
District Attorney's allegation

nothing short of harassment.
We have every

confidence that this
matter will be resolved,

early in the procedure. No further
comment, Gentleman. No!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

One last thing...

- You alright?
- Yeah, thanks.

- You handled that very well.
- I dance as fast as I could.

Thanks for taking care
of it so quickly.

I think that's most dreadful
place I've ever been.

That's why I'm here for.

Can I...

Invite you to dinner or something.
It's the least I can do.

I, um...

I have some paperwork I have to get to.
I should get home.

I saw some serious apologizing
to do to my wife.

Another time.

Shit.

Hello.

Simon.

Hello?

Simon.

Simon, it's Claire.

I'm sorry to call you so late.

It's alright, what's the matter?

Simon?

What is it?

I'm frightened.

Why? What happened?

Look, I got a call just now.

They said...

They said what?

They said, if I kept you as my
council, that there'd be trouble.

- Are you sure that what they meant?
- Yes, I'm sure it's a warning.

Now, did you
recognize the voice?

No, it was a woman's voice.

Listen to me.

It sounded like someone trying
to stir up some media hype.

It happens on high-profile
cases like this.

You really think so?

It happens. We'll file a report
in the morning. Until then,

pick the phone off the hook,
and try and get some sleep.

All right.

Thank you, Simon. I'm sorry.

It's all right. Good night.

Simon.

Claire.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

I know I'm early.
I didn't sleep very well.

Guess I'm not as resilient
as I thought I was.

Would you like to go
out for some coffee?

Come on. I bet you never
get out of the office.

All right.

Besides, I want to apologize
for calling you in the

middle of the night, like
some scare school girls.

Don't worry about it.

Hey, Sandra. Have
you heard from him?

I call this a/c left
over an hour ago.

It's not like him
to be this late.

Now this could definitely give a
whole new meaning to the term,

hung jury.

Morning, ladies.

Where have you been?

Do I detect a note of
indignation in that question?

You were supposed to be here an hour and
a half ago to go over the Archer case.

Claire and I met over breakfast.

Sort of.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't aware I had to
clear my schedule with you.

Simon, you know what I mean.

How am I supposed to stay ahead of this
case if I'm excluded from every meeting?

Claire is a bit uncomfortable
talking in front of anyone else.

No.

Claire is about to have
the most intimate details

of her life spilled to a
court room full of people.

She's a trained psychologist, Simon.
She's manipulating you.

She's not manipulating anyone.

Look, sometimes
paranoia is justified.

The woman is being persecuted by the
district attorney's office over something

that should've been written off the
books 20 minutes after happened.

Don't you think that
attitude is just...

little naive?

I am part of your defense team.
I'm not the enemy.

And stop acting like it.

Are you attracted to her?

She's a very attractive woman.

Now, do you have the
broker deposition?

Yes, Sir. I'll get it.

Hey, what's with
you tonight, huh?

Hello?

Pay attention, Amy!

Things are going to get ugly.

Who is this?

Alright. Let's go over
what you got again.

Okay. Let's see.

The eyewitness is a Guatemalan
housekeeper, she was working for the

next door neighbors at the time,
filling in for their regular nanny.

It seems she didn't come
forward because of a problem

with the INS. Although the
DA has offered her immunity.

She does not speak English
very well and she could

not have been closer than
a few hundred yards.

Motive?

Alan Clay was making a movie
based on Claire Archer's life.

Prosecution has several strong
statements from Studio employees

that Dr. Archer was bitterly opposed
to the content of the script,

and the so-called free
liberties that having

Clay and Freddie Summers
are taking the facts.

That's not for liable
suit, not for murder.

Unless, somebody dug too deep.

And exhumed something about Dr. Archer
sure she doesn't want anyone to know.

D.A. gotta have something
else up on his sleeve.

If we're gonna do
anymore tonight,

how about I go next door and
pick us up some dimsum?

We might as well.

We're going to court with
this in two days and

have yet to prepare
an opening statement.

- I'll be right back.
- Okay.

This was shut to the mail slot.

I will be back in few minutes.

Be sure to get lots
of hot mustard.

I forget they're
closed on Mondays.

- What's on the tape?
- Nothing.

- Nothing important.
- Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just been a long day.
What if we pick this up tomorrow?

Sure.

Simon, you're pale. Are
you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I just need a
good night's sleep.

Okay, you go ahead,
I'll refile this stuff.

Good night.

Simon.

I thought you might
be working late.

You were..., you startled me.

I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to frighten you.

It's alright.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was in the
neighbor..., no.

I have to go to the
governor's party and...

I hate going to
the things alone.

I didn't have a date,

I thought maybe...

I could talk to
you into the job.

I've gotta... I gotta be...

at home.

You know, there's a room
full of potential clients,

just waiting for you there.

Hi.

Where have you been?

What's the matter?

Where have you been?

Well, I was at the office,
working on the Archer's defense.

What's the matter with you?

I called you. Twice.

Why didn't you answer the phone?

Well, the switchboards off. I probably
don't see the phone flashing.

Yeah, I tried to call you too.
Why is the phone off the hook?

Someone called. I was afraid that they
would call back with another threat.

- Wait, what kind of a threat ?
- Something about things turning ugly.

You sure it wasn't wrong number?

They called me by my name.

- Is it a man or a woman voice? What?
- They're whispering. I don't know.

It was a whisper.

Honey.

The dog was barking and then
I thought I heard someone.

Why don't you ever
here when I need you?

We'll change the phone number.
We'll file a police report.

I don't want to
file a damn report.

I want my husband home at night.

I want to feel safe in my home.

Instead just spent all your night
alone with her in that office.

She's just very
demanding of my time.

Simon, she works for you,
not the other way around.

We got a very heavy
caseload right now.

I just, every once in a while,

I would like if you spent
an evening alone with me.

Sometimes I don't even know what
goes on in your life anymore.

- Just jealous wife things...
- No, you dont.

Every time I want to talk
to you about something

you don't wanna talk
about, you do that.

Eventually things will settle down we'll
be able to spend some more time together.

You have been promising me...

a vacation for a year now.

How long do I have to
wait before it's my turn?

How long does eventually equal?

Masters has offered
me a new book.

A dealer.

Since it doesn't seem to be a
vacation in the near future.

I'm gonna take it.

Good morning.

I know I'm early. I'll just
wait if you don't mind.

Wait.

Yes, Mr. Mitchell's office.

Simon in yet?

No. He called and he
said he was going to the

courthouse, to drop something
off to judge Hibbert.

But his favorite client is here.

You let her in his office?

I tried to stop her.

We'll handle this.

Excuse me.

Mail is usually considered
a private matter.

Just my nature to be curious.

It's my nature to be suspicious.

You think I killed
him, don't you?

Doesn't really
matter what I think.

I think...

you and your high moral horse
would sell a client down

the river, if you thought it
was in the name of justice.

The law and justice are
not the same thing.

Justice is for God.

Then my guilt...

or innocence, shouldn't
be of any concern to you.

Someone once said,

a jury is made up of 12 people,

brought together to decide
who has the best lawyer.

I hired the best.

Simon doesn't really like anyone in
his office when he's not here, so...

perhaps you could
wait in the lobby.

You really take good
care of him, don't you?

You know, he's very fortunate,

to have someone fawning
over him the way you do.

I beg your pardon?

I watched you two together,

it's sort of a maternal,

love slave despiteful
thing happening.

Only he doesn't know
what men seldom do.

Excuse me?

You have a crush,

how cute.

You know, there's a whole chapter in my
book called a parent sexual obsession.

- You should read it.
- You don't know anything about me.

Don't I?

All those late nights
at home alone.

I bet you know what kind
of food he likes, his

neck size, what kind
of magazines he reads.

Stop it.

You've even pictured yourself
in bed with him, haven't you?

And fucking you until
he begs for more.

Promising to leave
his wife if only you

- go down on him one more time.
- Go to hell.

It would ruin
everything if he knew.

And don't worry.

your secret's safe with me.

By the way, you'll
never guess who's gay.

I'll call you back. Lane?

Please tell Simon that I waited,
and he can call me at home.

And you should see your co-worker.
She just

suddenly became distorted
and ran out of the room.

Thanks, Dr. Archer. I will.

Sanders. Good morning. You're
looking lovely as usual.

Save the charm for the jury.

That was sincerity?

Not as much as I
doubt you morality.

Morality?

Everyone is entitled to the best defense
possible, so it's nothing personal.

You bring in Archer
with a plea of guilty,

and I'll drop the charge from
murder one to manslaughter two.

If you had anything you
wouldn't be offering.

This isn't a game, Mitchell.

She's a manipulator.

Maybe more personal
than you think.

My client is innocent.

Then I guess it's just your
intelligence that I doubt.

See you in court, Counselor.

You're leaving?

Yeah. Claire and I gonna
work at her house today.

- Really?
- Yes, really.

Have you seen the police files?

Simon, this is ridiculous.

Lane, I go to trial tomorrow,
I need you to stay

here and prepare the
witness interrogatories.

I've done that.

Then do it again. I can't
afford any mistakes.

Perhaps it's not my mistake
if you're concerned about it.

Lane, what the hell
is wrong with you?

For the past two weeks, you've been
nothing but adversarial to me.

No, I do not have the time, nor the energy
to deal with your temper tantrums or your

petty jealousies or whatever the hell it
is that's bothering you about this case.

How dare you talk
to me like that.

If you can't deal with the client,
then take some time off.

Go home. Take your
vacation time.

I'll handle this myself.

You can't just dismiss
me like that.

You depend on me for every little thing.
You'd be lost without me and you know it.

I am perfectly capable of
handling my own affairs.

Poor choice of words.

What was that supposed to mean?

Whatever you think it means.

Claire.

You here?

Claire.

Claire.

Claire.

- The door was open.
- I know.

I left it open for you.

We better get to it.

Would like to drink or
something before we start?

No, thanks.

Damn.

Lane didn't get me
the police files.

I got a lot lot of work to do.

I have every confidence in you.

You're the best.

I hope that's enough.

Claire.

Last night someone dropped
off a tape in my office.

It was a video of you and...

Alan Clay.

Did you watch it?

It's quiet...

explicit.

Do you have any idea who might
have dropped off that tape or why?

I did.

Why?

You said you wanted
to know everything.

Thought I can help.

Help?

If the jury...

Use that tape, they'll think it's an
illicit affair. They cost you points.

If the DA gets a hold of it, it
will be construed as motive.

A love tryst gone awry.

It was more than that.

Alan and I were in love.

Prosecution is trying
to establish...

a third person on the
tennis court that evening.

If they can prove that it was you,
you become the prime suspect.

Unless, we can determine that there's
someone else with the motive.

Freddie Summers,

was using the affair
against Alan.

Alan called his bluff.

Do you know someone named...

Bob Sibley?

Yes.

He was, um...

head of the network
where Alan worked. Why?

Prosecution call
him as a witness.

Did he know about you and Alan?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I wish you told me
about this sooner.

I'm sorry.

I just showed you the
tape, because I...

I thought you should
know everything.

Claire, your life
is on the line.

I can't afford any
surprises from the D.A..

You know, I was...

actually afraid to let
you see the tape.

I didn't want you
to think of me...

you know, with him.

It's not my job as your
attorney to judge you.

What about as a man?

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Simon.

Sandra, hold my calls.

Simon.

You got a minute?

Oh yeah, I got a minute.
I'm going to trial

in the morning and I'm
completely unprepared.

My client is full of surprises
and Lane picked this

particular time to go insane.
Yeah, I got a minute.

Lane came into my office
earlier, ranting and raving

that you having an affair.
With one of our clients.

Is that true?

No.

Lane is acting like a possessive
child, she has a problem

with Dr. Archer ever since
she walked in the door.

Good.

Until you're too smart for them, that
you never have an affair with a client.

Good luck in court.

Good afternoon,
Atlantic broadcasting.

Hello, I'd like to speak
to Bob Sibley, please.

One moment.

Mayor.

Mayor.

Mayor.

Mayor.

Hallo.

I want you, Amy.

Now, things are gonna get worse.

Who is this?

Who is this?

No. No. I don't think
anything's missing.

Place is just messed up.

Look.

Do you know what time
Lane left the office?

She left right after you did.

No. She didn't say.

No, as a matter of fact, she didn't even say that
she was leaving. She just ran out and a half.

- Why? What's wrong?
- No, it's nothing.

Look, don't say anything
about this to anybody else,

alright? And I'll be back
in the office later. Bye.

Lane did this, didn't she?

- Of course not.
- Why not?

You said she was angry with you.
You said she was acting crazy.

That's not what I meant.

Simon, who else could have
done this besides Lane?

I don't know.

Lane has access to
the alarm code.

The police said there no
was force entry, why don't

you at least say that
it could have been her?

I couldn't.

Lane has been my sister
for three years. I can't

accuse her something like
that, it's unthinkable.

She's jealous, Simon.

Please.

She's obsessed with you, she
feels rejected and she's

acting irrationally upset.
It's not so unthinkable.

If you don't see that, then
you're totally oblivious.

Which isn't so unthinkable
either sometimes.

Maybe you should
do your homework.

Read your clients chapter of
obsessive and violent behavior.

Mr. Mitchell, it was so late, I didn't
think that you'd be back. Should I stay?

No. I'm going home. I'm
just picking up some files.

Is everything alright?

Yeah. Everything is fine.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Hi, Simon.

What are you doing here?

You know, you left so quickly this afternoon.
I just wanted to make sure everything was alright.

No. Everything's not alright.

I made a mistake, Claire. I should never
have let things go as far as they have.

This is the very least,

unethical and it has to stop.

Now.

I love my wife.

Simon, you just can't switch
off something this passionate.

I can. And I will.

Our encounters can't be
a professional level,

And I will remove
myself in this case.

No, you're not
walking out on me.

You're not gonna leave me.
You're not gonna leave this trial.

If you try to withdraw
from this case,

I'll make sure everyone knows
you've been fucking me.

Including the wife
you love so much.

You're the best defense
attorney money can buy.

And if you jeopardize
this trial anyway,

if you blow this case,

I'm taking you down with me.

If you don't believe it,

there's a little
late night viewing,

you've never been better.

My God.

I can't believe you do this.

You know you want me and I want you.
You can't resist.

I can't. I can't do this.

You can't not.

Simon.

Remember this?

Simon.

Simon.

You're not as responsive
as you were in the tape.

Let me refresh your memory.

Simon.

Simon.

- Simon, I phoned you, saw your lights out.
- Yeah, I was just getting a cup of coffee.

- Can I talk to you about that Friedman case?
- That's was seven months ago.

Yeah, I know, but...

Just drop the technical
jargon and speak English.

Well, I did what you asked,

I enhanced a digital
quality of the 911 tape.

I ran through every equalizer
gain amplifier I've got.

That is definitely a woman's voice on
the tape, but she's standing too far

away from the receiver, and there's too
much distortion to get a positive ID.

I don't believe this. You promised me
that there wasn't going to be a problem.

Now, in one hour,

I'm gonna walk into that courtroom
with one piece of real evidence

that I've got, and now you're
telling me that I've got nothing?

Now, unless I come up with
something real fast, that judge

gonna throw me and this entire
case right out the window.

I'm sorry.

I really thought I could
get a voice printed.

But it's cordless phones
too much distortion.

Keep trying.

I'm not in the mood for your shit, Freddie.
I want the tape.

Is that what she told you,
that I made a video tape?

She didn't have to to tell me.
She showed it to me.

I don't have a video, Alan.

I didn't even know you were
screwing her until just now.

I have an audio tape.
And this.

Hey, let's don't go fucking nuts on me,
man, just cause you got kicked off a movie.

I don't care about the movie.

Claire Archer is a murderer.
She killed my friend.

She killed the radio station manager and she
set up the other guy for the cops to kill.

You're sick, man.

You need help.

She kills her lovers, Alan.

The goddamn woman is serial killer. We've
got to take that evidence to the police.

Call your first
witness, Counselor.

Your Honor, the people
call Hugh Miner.

Rise your right hand.

Do you swear, to tell the truth, the
whole truth, and nothing but the truth,

- so help me God.
- I do.

Mr. Miner.

Could you please tell
the court what you do?

I'm criminologist and an audio specialist
with the Los Angeles Police Department.

Your Honor, at this time the people would
like to submit into evidence, a 911

tape, taken from police records, containing
a call from the claim residents.

The evening of June 11th
the night in question.

Your Honor, counsel for the defense would
like to stipulate, that we have no knowledge

of any tape. Nor have we been given an
opportunity to review this material.

Your Honor, this tape was
just made available to us.

So noted.

I don't like surprises.
What's on the tape?

I have no idea.

On the night, that Alan Clay and
Freddie Summers were killed,

Alan Clay dialed 911,

from a cordless phone
on the tennis court.

Your Honor, I would like to play the
contents of that tape for the court.

Objection. Motion to suppress.

Your Honor, the tape just
simply proves that there was a

third party on the tennis court
on the evening of the 11th.

In the essence of time, I'll allow the
tape. But if I find it misleading...

I'll strike it from evidence.

911. State your emergency.

You did kill these
other men, didn't you?

- Put down the phone, Alan.
- Just like you killed Freddie.

I said put it down.

I don't know if you're insane,

or just cold-blooded killer.

But I know do know this,

you're not gonna get
away with it this time.

Mr. Miner.

Can you identify the male voice on
that tape to be that of Alan Clay?

Yes, the voice on the tape is
definitely that of Alan Clay's.

And the other voice.

The woman voice.

Could that be the voice
of Claire Archer?

Objection. It could
be anyone's voice.

Thank You, Counselor.
Objection sustained.

Ms. Sanders, you'll direct your land
of question to the facts, not...

- speculation.
- Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Miner.

Despite the quality of the tape,

you can however conclude,

that there was a woman,

on the tennis court
with Alan Clay,

at the time of the
call, can you not?

There is definitely a woman in proximity
at the time the call was made, yes.

Thank you.

I have no further questions for
this witness at this time,

I would however like to
recall him at a later time.

Does the defense wish
to cross-examine?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Miner,

am I to understand that you can positively
identify Alan Clay's voice on the tape,

but not that of the third party?

- That's correct.
- Why is that, Sir?

The third party was too far away from the
phone receiver to get a clear voice print.

However, we can determine
it was definitely a woman.

So, with all the high-tech audio
enhancement at your disposal,

is there any way possible, to distinguish
the third voice on the tape?

Not this time. There's
too much distortion.

Thank you.

No further questions.

The witness is excused.

You may step down.

The people call Bob
Sibley to the stand.

Do you swear to tell the
truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the
truth, so help me God.

I do.

Mr. Sibley.

According to a sworn
statement made by you,

you explain that Alan Clay and Claire
Archer were in a bitter feud, over

the contents of TV movie script on
Dr. Archer's life. Is that correct?

Bitter feud? Did I say that?

I must have misunderstood
your question.

Alan and Claire had a...

disagreement over some scripted
dialogue, was more like...

an artistic difference
between two colleagues.

It's hardly what your
statement reflects.

I just told you,

I may have misunderstood
you question.

Do I need to remind you,
Mr. Sibley, that you are under oath?

No, Counselor. You don't.

In your statement,

you said that Alan Clay and the writer
Freddie Summers came to you with a script.

Based on a private investigator's
journal, and diary of Dr. Archer's

prior involvement with the two
associates who are now dead.

- Is that true?
- Objection.

Your Honor, I simply trying
to establish that this is

materially Dr. Archer did
not want in the public eye.

Overruled. Watch your wording,
Ms. Sanders.

Did you tell Freddie Summers
to destroy that material?

Well, I never actually
read any journals or

diaries. The material that
I referred to was the...

written script.

It just plain stunk.

Did you or did you not say,

that the original Summer's
script, contained accounts

that would have condemned and ruin
Dr. Archer's career?

Well,

it had nothing to
do with the story.

What it was about was
just bad writing.

If we use it,

it would run all of our careers.

Your Honor.

I think that this witness
has been coerced.

Objection. The DA has no foundation
for that kind of allegation.

The sign is the witness contradicting
his earlier deposition.

More like manipulating it.

Your Honor.

Perhaps you should have been more
specific in your line of questioning.

Sustained.

Then I have no
further questions.

You are dismissed.

The people call Faye
Gutierez to the stand.

Your witness, Counselor.

Ms. Gutierez.

A few moments ago you pointed
out my client, Dr. Archer,

identifying her as the person you saw on
the patio on the evening of question.

Si. Yes.

Dr. Archer is a very pretty
woman, don't you think?

Yes, Sir. Very pretty woman.

Have you ever met Dr. Archer before,
I mean, before that evening?

- No.
- Have you met the Clays before?

No. No.

Do you see the woman sitting
in the gallery directly

behind me? Mrs. Sibley. I
ask Fran Sibley to rise.

Objection, Your Honor. These people have
nothing to do with the eyewitnesses account.

- Mr. Mitchell, are you coming to a point?
- Yes, Your Honor.

Then, get there.

Mrs. Sibley.

Have you ever seen
this woman before?

No.

Now, from the upstairs
window of the house where

you were working, to the
patio is roughly...

200 yards, I said. Do you agree?

I don't know. Maybe so.

Objection. The witness can't be expected
to know the distance between houses.

Your Honor, for the sake of the court,
the distance is exactly 202 yards.

Noted. Move on.

Ms. Gutierez.

Was it safe to say,

the distance between where you
are sitting, and where I'm

standing is a fraction of the
distance between two houses ?

Not so far. No.

Now, at one point on the
evening of the 11th,

Fran Sibley and Bev Clay were both on
the tennis court of the play residents.

Now, can you tell me from where you're
sitting, beyond a shadow of a doubt,

which of these women you
saw on the tennis court?

Objection. Your Honor, the witness
is already identified the suspect.

Your Honor, if Ms. Gutierez
cannot distinguish

between these women at the
back of the courtroom,

how can she possibly identified my client at
three times the distance and fading light?

Overruled. Ms. Gutierez, you
may answer the question.

Ms. Gutierez.

Can you positively identify the woman you
saw on the tennis court that evening?

It's alright, Ms. Gutierez.

It'll be nearly
impossible to do so.

No further questions.

The witness is excused, this court will
stand in recess until 10 AM tomorrow.

Why did you do that?

What? Do what?

Alter yor statements.

Franny, leave it alone, huh.

Don't walk away from me.

You're not telling me something.
I want to know what it is.

Why would you risk perjury?

Fran, the DA misconstrued
my statement.

And that's all.

That is a lie.

You and I are not stupid people.

We both know more than
we would ever admit.

I know you have lied to me about a
thousand times, but don't lie to me now.

Did you sleep with
Claire Archer?

No, I didn't.

You're always so convincing.

Even when deep down
inside I know the truth.

Funny.

I think I prefer it,
when you lie to me.

Simon. Wait.

You were great in there.

I seem to have some help.

Claire.

No, please. No.

Claire, no.

I am not not gonna
take no for an answer.

911. State your
name and emergency.

Hello, this is Dr. Claire Archer. I'd
like to report a break-in, please.

- Simon.
- Yeah.

Simon.

Hey.

You wipe your feet all
over the prosecution's

case, so you should be
looking a lot happier.

I made a mistake, Derrick.

Everybody makes mistakes.

Nothing is immutable.

This might be.

So then you apologize
and you move on.

It's not that simple.

She's guilty, Derrick.

Simon, look.

You are criminal
defense attorney.

Has it never occurred to you before that
any of your clients might be guilty?

Of course, it has.

Just not this one.

She maneuvered me like
a rat through a maze.

Well, you're not the
first one of us to get

caught with his pants
down around his knees.

I let you know a little secret.

Most attorneys to give their
eyeteeth for a smart client.

Don't you feel a
moral obligation?

No. It's not my job.

And it's not your job either.

Let me give you some advice.

If you sense that this woman guilt, in
any way can jeopardize this law firm,

I strongly urge that you excuse
yourself from this case.

Now, you understand?

I wish I could.

Amy Mitchell.

Hey, babe. How late
you gonna work?

I almost done in here.

Your ears must have been burning,
I was just talking about you.

Yeah? All good I hope.

You'll never guess, who's sitting across
from me right now discussing her new book.

I give up.

Claire Archer.

Claire.

Where is she?

Can I talk to her?

Well, you talked to her all
day honey, it's my turn.

Baby, just let me just speak
to her for just one moment.

Okay.

Simon.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

You know, your wife is every bit
as charming as you said she was.

I'm sure we'll get
along just fine.

- Claire, for God's sake...
- Bye bye, Simon.

Listen honey, I've already eaten, so pick
yourself up something on the way home, okay?

Alright.

Fine.

Mayor.

Mayor. Hi, honey.

Who's that? Daddy?

Amy, it's important.
I have to talk to Simon.

Simon doesn't want to
talk to you, Lane.

Go away. I'm not letting
you in the house.

It is a matter of life and death.
Let me in right now.

You've caused enough trouble, Lane.
Go away or I'm calling the police.

I don't know what you're talking about.
His life is in danger. Let me in.

Simon isn't here. Now, stop threatening us.
I mean it, Lane.

Amy.

Please, listen to me.
You don't understand.

I said I mean it, Lane.

Mayor needs water.

What's the matter?

I smell gas.

Oh, my God.

In here.

No, don't turn on the light.
Is there anything on?

- Everything's gonna be fine.
- It's not fine.

Call the police, Simon.

God, I can't believe
she did this.

I told you she was crazy, she
could have killed us all.

- It's not Lane.
- Of course it's Lane.

What is the matter
with you, Simon?

Why don't you just admit that she's
a sick woman before it's too late.

Ms. Sanders, I need
to talk to you.

Aren't you Simon Mitchell's
legal associate?

Yes.

I'm sorry. I can't talk to you.

Ms. Sanders.

I can give you Claire
Archer on a platter.

In private.

Let's come in.

Thought I'd find you here.

You weren't in your office.

You wouldn't be trying to
avoid me now, would you?

You can't very well do that.
You're my client.

I need to confer
with my attorney.

Is there some place we can go?

Fine.

I wanted to be with you so bad last night.
I couldn't think of anything else.

You could have killed
me and my wife.

I wanted to make sure you didn't have
second thoughts about our relationship.

You made that clear.

You shouldn't be in here.

Come on, there's not gonna be
anyone here, for at least an hour.

Do I have to remind you
how persuasive I can be?

It's all there.

Claire Archer left a path
of destruction in her wake.

There enough dead lovers here
from her past to fill a cemetery.

But there's no proof that.

No, but Freddie Summer's
journal and files about

her life, are more than
enough motive for murder.

But it's not enough to get a conviction.

There's more.

Taped phone threats. There are
records of her activities

two months prior to the death
of a psychologist at UCLA.

There are pictures and
phone records and dates.

She is sick.

She's like a spider. She lures
into her web and then she devours.

I can't take this from you. I shouldn't even
be talking to you. I could be disbarred.

Nobody knows I have this. No one will
ever have to know where it came from.

If you take this,

she's gonna walk,

and you know it.

Alright.

Alright.

I'll have my associate
examine these in camera,

but I have to know why
are you doing this?

Because...

Alan Clay will be
your last victim.

You have to stop her
before she does it again.

I'm taking huge risk.

I just hope it's worth it.

Court is now in session.

The Honorable Judge
James Hakama presiding.

Your Honor, we've had some new and
important evidence come to life.

We would like to request a recess
in order to evaluate the material.

Your Honor, defense request
documentation of any new findings.

Very well. This court will stand
in recess until 10 AM Monday

morning, at which time the court
will consider new evidences.

This court adjourn.

Do you know what they got?

I have no idea.

Why don't you ask your
little assistant?

- Simon.
- Lane.

Where are you? What
have you done?

I did what had to be done.

I mean, you've got to tell me. You
don't know what's at stake here.

You've got to lose this one, Simon.
Trust me.

Lane.

You talked to the
prosecution, didn't you?

I consider this an enormous
the trails, Simon.

- Claire.
- Simon?

Simon is that her? Is she there?

Hang up the phone.

Simon. What is happening?

How could she knows?

How could she knows?

Where do you think you're going?

My wife and I are staying with a
friend until after the trial.

You're running out of me, Simon.

I don't like that.

Then I'm going to the judge and
have myself removed from the case.

I don't think so.

There is nothing you can
say to threaten me.

I've deceived my wife and
betrayed my profession.

Why are you doing this to us?

There is no us, Claire.

There never was.

This is just a...

This is just bad error in
judgment by a very weak man.

You have any idea what
you're giving up here?

I've arranged so we both come out
of this virtually unscathed.

You know,

I knew you'd let me down.

You mean arranged.

Lane.

She's so...

gullible.

You set her up.

My God, you set us all up.

You know,

I really thought you
could have been the one.

Simon.

Simon. Are you alright?

Simon.

Oh, God. Simon.

Amy. No.

The counsels approach the bench.

Is there any way to
straighten out of this mess?

Your Honor.

prosecution's evidence
is totally inadmissible.

Ms. Sanders, how did you
come by this material?

It was supplied by reliable
informant, Your Honor.

The material evidence that was presented to
the district attorney's office, Your Honor.

Was confiscated,

through an illegal break in a
burglary at the home of my client.

And I have a detailed
report here.

Please note, that it is
dated last Wednesday.

I will ask you again,

how did stolen material come to
be in your hands, Counselor?

I am not at liberty
to say, Your Honor,

but I had no idea it was stolen.

Your Honor,

the material was given
to the DA's office,

by a disgruntled employee
of our law firm.

Ms. Sanders, does the District
Attorney's office have any

further evidence against
Dr. Archer other than what we've seen?

No, Your Honor.

Step back.

District Attorney Sanders, I
should cite you for malfeasance.

In light of the circumstances brought
to the attention of this court,

the evidences,

submitted by the prosecution was obtained
by any illegal search and seizure.

And an unlawful ex parte
communication, between the district

attorney's office and a
member of the defense team.

And it is therefore
inadmissible.

Since the prosecution has failed to come up
with further evidence against Dr. Archer,

and in light,

of the extenuating
circumstances,

this case is dismissed,
with prejudice.

The defendant is free to go.

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