Bull (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 12 - Stockholm Syndrome - full transcript

The wife of a man who Danny helped imprison for manslaughter detonates a bomb at the TAC offices and takes the team hostage in order to force Bull to prove her husband's innocence.

You asking me if I ever had a
gun to my head? Which time?

No, this never happened to me.

It was surprising. I'd never
been so calm in all my life.

I threw my wallet at
the guy and ran away.

I remember that it happened,
but I can't tell you anything about it,

except I can describe the gun
down to the scratch on the barrel.

Gun to your head. What would
you do? Kept hearing those words.

I thought it was a great opportunity.
After all, crisis reveals character.

Good morning, everyone.
Hi. I'm Chunk Palmer.

I'll be your
liaison for the day.

We here at TAC are aware



that you have many options
of how you spend your time,

and we appreciate
you spending it with us.

You've all been carefully selected
to participate in today's mock jury.

It's an opportunity to
express your thoughts...

Smells good. What is that,
coffee? I miss coffee so much.

There's a little left
if you want some.

Oh, you're sweet, but it's not good
for my ticker. I got a heart thing.

All for $200 a day
and a hot lunch.

So, please, let's get out of
this rain. Please follow me.

As we proceed through the security
checkpoint, if you look to your left,

you might catch a glimpse of one of
our analysts in their natural habitat.

The indispensable TAC employees,
Cable McCrory and Danny James.

Hi, everyone.

I always wanted to be in
one of these focus groups.



I mean, I'm not a white
male aged 18 to 49,

but I remember what
I liked when I was.

Before we settle in to our
new home in mock court,

now might be a good
time for a bathroom break.

CHUNK: Ladies and gentlemen,

this is the talented and
delightful Marissa Morgan.

You can't hide anything from
Marissa, but why would you?

Any bit of information about
yourself that you've left online

or a scrap of paper,

Marissa can use it to make a
motivational matrix for each of you.

Thank you, Chunk. Hi, everyone.

I promise this is not
an invasive process.

Now, you will be hearing presentations
by our in-house attorney, Benny Colón.

Oh, don't listen to a word she says.
She used to work for the government.

Mind-control specialist.

We will be interviewing some if
not all of you for your responses.

Now, this will help give us a better
sense of how the real jury will respond.

We will also be measuring your
biometrics using these wrist monitors.

Mind-control devices.

MARISSA: They record your heart
rate, skin temperature, perspiration levels

and other factors that indicate
your emotional state in real time.

To make you more pliable.

And as you can tell, it
hasn't worked on Benny at all.

Laurel Guthrie, you are juror
number 18. Please find your seat.

All right, everyone,
you are the jurors.

- There are no wrong answers.
- Are there right ones?

If you don't like what Benny
says, we would like to know that.

If you don't like how Benny says
things, well, we might agree with you.

If you don't like the
way Benny looks...

Hey, hey.

Then that is on Chunk
because he picked out this suit.

- We do what we can.
- All right, we're good to go.

Just need the guy
with the glasses.

So, Bull, I am in no way questioning
what we are all doing here...

What are we doing here?

The ancient druids believed
that our souls were immortal

and that these physical
vessels were only temporary.

Of course, there
are others believe

that we are just projections
in a simulated universe,

characters in a video game.

- I wasn't speaking so existentially.
- Oh, OK.

I just wanna let you know I am
happy to be spending my time

digging up dirt on a scumbag CEO
who's being sued by our scumbag COO

because they're fighting
over their business.

You have a firm grasp
on this case. Excellent.

I just wanna be clear.

One of these high-dollar
cases pays for a dozen

where the client is in need
and deserves our help.

I'm responsible for everyone
in this building, Danny,

and, according to the
lease, the building itself.

- Noted.
- Thank you.

CABLE: OK, you two,
we're locked and loaded.

- What's the question of the day, Bull?
- Well, it's gonna be a good one.

Oh, come on. Please, no.

Yeah. Is a hot dog a sandwich?

This could get out
of control in a hurry.

It's perfect. Ask the
question, please, Benny.

It's not two slices of
bread, OK? It's just not.

Anyway, I have a question
about my opening argument.

It violates my five-minute rule.

I really would like to cut the
following four paragraphs.

Hold on, Benny. What's going
on with mock juror 18, Marissa?

Uh, Laurel Guthrie, age 34.
She's from Fort Greene, Brooklyn.

Heart rate accelerating.

Respiration's increasing.

- BENNY: She's pretty fidgety.
- She seems really nervous.

Everybody down!

[ALARM BLARES]

[SCREAMING]

Everybody calm down. Calm down.

- You OK?
- BULL: Is anybody hurt?

- Marissa, are you OK?
- I'm OK.

- I think it's just from the dust.
- You're OK. She's OK.

- [COUGHS]
- CABLE: Guys?

Guys, can you hear me in there?

Is anyone on?

BULL: We're here,
Cable. Status check.

CABLE: Just a few minor
injuries, but the corridor caved in.

- CABLE: What in the hell?
- What do you think?

- I don't know.
- LAUREL: Nobody move! Nobody move!

- [SCREAMING]
- MAN: She's got a gun!

- Call 911.
- OK.

Laurel. Laurel.

- Listen to me, Laurel.
- Everybody stay down on the ground!

Hey, if you're gonna pull
a gun in my courtroom,

you're gonna point it at me
and no one else, understood?

Here.

You know the
layout to my building,

you found a way to be
a part of the mock jury,

and you smuggled in what
looks like a 3D-printed firearm,

to get past the metal detector, and
you fabricated an explosive device.

But there's nothing in our
background profile on you

that would indicate
you're a violent person.

- You don't know anything about me.
- All right. Then why don't you tell me?

You're all right.

You need to relax.

You've done a lot of
planning to get to this moment.

I know it's important
to you. Tell us why.

My husband. You have to
get my husband out of jail.

OK. Then talk to us.
We're all listening.

I read you, Bull. Pulling up
everything I can find on him now.

OK, her husband's name
is Gordon Guthrie, 42,

formerly of Fort
Greene, Brooklyn,

presently five years
into a 15-year sentence.

He copped to it, Bull,
entered a guilty plea.

They... They owned and
operated a small pharmacy.

- Everybody get over there.
- OK. Take it easy, Laurel.

It's gonna be all
right. Just relax.

- Let's just do everything she says.
- Mm-hm.

Our records indicate
that you're a pharmacist.

I was. We lost the
pharmacy. We lost everything.

- Not your skills.
- Explosives are basic chemistry.

It may be simple science, but
the motivation is pretty complex.

You've got my attention.

Look, I've done everything the right
way, studied the law for five years,

pursued every legal
means to get him free.

But he pled guilty. There's
no grounds for appeal.

No, no, no, the motion
to reopen the case

would have to come
from the DA's office.

OK. And that... is what
you want... to get me to do.

- Yeah.
- I see.

Do you know there's a psychology
behind bomb making, Laurel?

It's interesting.
It's about control.

You feel disenfranchised. The
legal system took your voice away.

But you didn't blow up
a courthouse or a jail.

You came here,

and you focused your rage

on this very specific,
hopefully nonlethal means

of solving your problem.

- I'm not here to kill anyone.
- I hope you mean that.

Look at all these people. They're
scared. I mean, you're scaring them.

I need to know that
they are not in danger.

You understand that? That's
my responsibility. Look at me.

- Do we understand each other?
- Yeah.

Now, tell me about this case.

So there were some discrepancies

in the FDA-mandated
opioid prescription reporting,

but it could've just been a
mistake by our bookkeeper.

- What was his name?
- Donovan Snell.

But the prosecutor, Weinsbach,
claimed that my Gordon,

my quiet, bookish Gordon,

who loved nothing more
than watching old movies,

doing crossword
puzzles and gardening...

- Dude sounds like he's 80.
- Dude.

That he was a
neighborhood drug dealer

and that he got into a turf war

with actual drug dealers
Tommy and Bobby Vega.

And then he said that Gordon killed
Tommy in a drug deal gone wrong.

- I know this case.
- What?

They had no evidence, none,

just an unimpeachable
undercover source working the case,

and they swore that this source
witnessed Gordon come in

and pull the trigger against
Tommy Vega and murder him.

And you never got to hear
his testimony in open court?

No. He took a plea deal.

He never got a chance
to confront his accuser.

They shouldn't have done
that. They railroaded him.

It's just a game to them, and they
rig the rules against people like us.

Your husband
deserved a fair trial,

an outcome determined
by a jury of his peers.

I learned about you.
You deliver jury verdicts.

I would've taken this case
just based on its merits.

You didn't even take my calls.

[SIRENS WAIL]

Stand back.

Go! Go!

Set up a perimeter around the
block. No one enters the building.

Clear and secure
all floors. Let's go!

Guys. Guys, I got video.

- Cable, you OK?
- Lieutenant Tharder.

We've got 25 people trapped in
there being held hostage at gunpoint.

- Male or female?
- Female, early 30s and agitated.

Clear all nonessential
personnel.

You got comms inside with
the terrorist? Can I talk to her?

Bull seems to be doing
most of the negotiating.

- You did take his weekend seminar?
- Alternative techniques to negotiation.

What approach is he
using to establish rapport?

Whatever it is, it
seems to be working.

MAN: Back room's clear.

What this comes down to, Laurel,
is a case of mistaken identity.

We spend so much time worrying
about how others perceive us.

How we dress, how
we speak, how we look.

Why?

To build trust. To be seen.

The DA didn't see your
husband in court. That's clear.

Just like these people.

These frightened, confused people,
they don't really see you right now.

They see a woman with
a gun. But I see you. I do.

And I know you're a good
person. I wanna help you.

- You will help me.
- Not under duress, I won't.

Why today, specifically? Why did
you choose this day to do all of this?

They're transferring my husband,
today, to the same prison as Bobby Vega.

It's a death sentence.

And you want me
to save him in a day?

Yes.

Once you know the lie, you
can make a call to the ADA

have them put a halt on the
transfer and then just reopen the case.

- That's a lot to ask.
- Come on.

They bluffed him
into copping that plea.

Gordon and I were inseparable. We
lived together. We worked together.

We kept no secrets from each
other. They got the wrong man.

And this witness, this source...

she's the one who put the
gun to my husband's head.

Laurel, I told you not to point that
gun at anyone in this room but me.

I searched five years to find out the
name of the FBI agent that they used

to play games with
my husband's life.

Special Agent Danielle James.

[SIRENS WAIL]

- Absolutely no one...
- As you can see...

WOMAN: At this point,
there are no confirmed deaths,

though we do not know
the extent of the injuries

or the number of
people involved.

NYPD has confirmed an
explosion on the 22nd floor

in the offices of the Trial
Analysis Corporation.

Bomb squad personnel
is in the building.

We're told this is a domestic act.
More details to come as events unfold.

Laurel, let me tell you
what we're gonna do.

- You're gonna tell me?
- You are gonna get what you need.

But you are not gonna
get what you asked for.

I'm not getting on the phone. I'm
not making any demands for you.

I am not asking anyone
for anything on your behalf.

But I will take your case, and I
will also take that gun right now.

That's the deal.

No. The gun, it's the only
reason you're listening.

No. I'm listening
because I'm interested.

I'm curious to
know the truth here,

and I'm curious about
Danny's testimony on the stand.

But the gun is
getting in the way.

Now, you have a choice.

You can never pull that trigger,

in which case this is sort
of a silly, tiresome pose...

Or?

Or you can pull the trigger and
something unspeakable happens,

and I think we both
know that's not an option.

What do you mean?

The firing pin on these 3D printed
firearms is notoriously unreliable.

By the looks of it, chemistry may be
your specialty but engineering isn't.

Give me the gun and you will
get everything you came here for.

It's OK.

- He got her to give him the gun.
- I'll be damned.

Move ahead with the sweep.
There's already been a detonation.

We're not gonna assume
there aren't any other devices.

Bull could just ask her.

We're not gonna take the word
of someone who takes hostages.

I don't believe that place is
secure until that thing tells me it is.

It looks like there's structural
damage from the blast.

They're trapped behind a
collapsed structural beam.

Cutting through may
be the only option.

Here you go.

Here, take one of these.
These will help with the dust.

MAN: Thank you, sir.

Yeah, I'm OK. We're stuck
in this mock courtroom.

Hey, can we get out of here?

THARDER: We're
clearing the area, Mr. Colón.

Please stay back until we've
completed our assessment.

BULL: They're not gonna
find any other explosives.

Maybe not. Before
the bomb went off,

her heart rate and
breathing were red-lining.

Now she is strangely calm.

All the nervousness and anxiety
of anticipation is all gone now.

She's just sad and
hoping we can help her.

Hey, Cable, how long do they
estimate it'll take to get us out of here?

Lieutenant Tharder says about an hour,
but I'm not supposed to tell you that.

- Something about SOP.
- BULL: OK.

I'm gonna make use of
it. Let's do a mock trial.

BENNY: You weren't
just trying to talk her down.

You legitimately
wanna work her case.

At this point, it's really
not a big difference

from how we were
gonna spend our day.

OK, are you in shock?
You need medical attention?

[SIGHS]

BULL: You OK?

Yeah.

I remember her husband's case.

I was undercover for months
trying to nail the Vega brothers.

I was in the next room the
night Gordon Guthrie showed up.

- You comfortable talking about it?
- I just did.

We're talking about whether
a man goes away for murder.

- I might have a few more questions.
- Such as?

You said you were in the next room.
How come the assailant didn't see you?

What was your state of
mind? What were you doing?

When was the last time you
slept? Was your view obstructed?

Maybe, most importantly,
how come you didn't testify?

It wasn't my decision.

You'd have to ask that
idiot ADA Weinsbach.

[SIRENS WAIL]

Hey, you still on speaking
terms with Carey Weinsbach?

Yeah. Want me to dig?

Well, we either dig into this or
we start digging into that barricade.

Working a case in
a sealed-off room

with the possibility of an
undetonated ordnance.

- That'll be relaxing.
- There is no further threat here.

Except for claustrophobia.

And it would benefit everyone
to take their minds elsewhere.

She blew up the room and
held them all at gunpoint.

Come on, Bull, you
can't reward her.

I'm not looking to
reward bad behavior.

I'm looking to help everyone
through a traumatic event.

And if, in the process,

we can assist this damaged
and distraught young woman

and give her the trial she
never had, that's good too.

You're already
prosecuting the case.

I was thinking of starting with the
defense. But you can prosecute.

- Right.
- Hey, Marissa.

Do you think,

with a bare-bones evaluation
of their behavioral tendencies,

you can empanel a full jury?

With an appeal
towards curiosity,

an established interest in
participating in the judicial process

and the fact there's nothing
else to do here, uh, maybe nine.

If you bribe 'em,
I'll take the over.

If you're right, you
get to be the judge.

- Oh, my God. You guys are insane.
- Are you actually rerunning the trial?

We're stuck here. Danny, you
wanted to try a case with meaning today.

Let's make it meaningful.

Everybody. If I could have
everyone's attention, please.

On behalf of
everyone here at TAC,

I'd like to apologize for
your inconvenience today.

The authorities have assured us

that they'll have us out
of here in an hour or so.

I know you got more than
you bargained for today.

You thought you were
gonna be on a mock jury.

What if we tried a real case?

And by the time we're
done, we'll be out of here.

What the hell are
you talking about?

Obviously if anyone doesn't wanna
participate, they're free to sit out.

But for the curious, Benny Colón will
be retrying her husband, Gordon Guthrie,

who was incarcerated five
years ago on murder charges.

For the defense, Dr. Jason Bull.

And the lovely and loquacious
Honorable Chunk Palmer presiding.

[LAUGHTER]

CHUNK: This is a chance to
determine whether or not Laurel Guthrie

was unjustly driven to desperate
violence by a corrupt legal system.

You'll not only have the chance to
provide answers for her husband,

whose life hangs in the balance,

you'll also be empowered to
render justice on her actions

toward every innocent
person in this room.

That's absurd. Why
would we do crap for her?

BULL: I'm gonna sweeten the pot.

A thousand dollars danger
pay to anyone who participates.

Can I see a show of hands?

What else you gonna do? I'm in.

- WOMAN: Yep.
- WOMAN 2: Sure.

- What the hell. I'm in.
- WOMAN 3: I'm in.

- WOMAN 4: I'm in.
- Me too.

- MAN: Me three.
- WOMAN 5: Yep.

MARISSA: Looks like we
have a jury. Court is in session.

Please retake your seats.

Good luck,
counselor. Your Honor.

Mr. Weinsbach,
thanks for getting back.

Well, you contacted me
through my office, land line,

unlisted cell and three
relatives, so turned on the news.

They're saying a bomb already
went off. Is everyone OK?

Uh... it's a fluid situation.

We need electronic copies of
the court recordings and transcripts

of a five-year-old case, State of
New York versus Gordon Guthrie.

OK, I remember it.
I'll send what I've got.

Great. I also may need
your help pulling some strings

so I can jack into the
DOC security cameras.

No visual on any
undetonated ordnance yet.

We're gonna have to
carefully extract piece by piece.

My God, what a
mess. I'll get it started.

- Who's that?
- Um...

A colleague of Marissa's.
I'll transfer you now.

- Hey, can I play with the robot?
- No.

- Marissa, it's Carey Weinsbach.
- I know, counselor.

- It's video. I can see.
- Uh, are you all right?

Hoping you can provide some details
we're missing on the Guthrie case.

- What is going on there?
- We're about to start voir dire.

- Hang on a second.
- Did you say...

Shall we address the
elephant in the room?

We can all hear the sounds of rescue
workers on the other side of that pile.

Men and women in
uniform fighting to rescue us.

Who here doesn't
trust the police?

- Move to strike, Your Honor.
- Yeah, you two are out.

Please go ahead, counselor.

He's emphasizing
trust of the uniform.

He's putting your testimony
at the center of his case.

That's how it should
be. There's nothing else.

Well, he's gonna
need to stack the jury

with people who have family in
the military, police or the FDNY.

Jurors three, seven,
nine and 17 all fit the bill.

I'll tell him.

- Oh, Mr. Weinsbach.
- I just saw Danny James.

- Would you tell her I'm sorry?
- About what?

We all experienced
a trauma today.

I have to admit, when I heard the
first explosion, I thought I was dead.

When I heard the second one, I
was at least happy to know I was alive.

I don't know if we all
had the same experience.

Who thought the first
explosion was the loudest?

I see. And the second?

Hmm. And does anyone here
think there was only one explosion?

- Move to strike, Your Honor.
- You are excused.

Thank you.

There was only one explosion.

Yet no one on our
jury is sure of that.

They're all hearing the second
one in their heads already.

Reconstructive
recollection, Bull?

This case hinges on memory.
Memories can be altered.

By time, by repetition,
by any number of factors.

You want a jury who trusts
Danny and her memory,

and I want a jury who trusts
neither Danny, nor her memory.

Transcripts and court recordings
from the trial have been downloaded.

Why do you look nervous?

I also spoke to Benny's
friend at the DA's office.

According to the transcripts,

he was three days into the trial
before he offered the plea deal.

I just wanna know why he offered a
deal at all if he had Danny's testimony.

He believed it was compromised.

Bull, you are going to
need to tread lightly here.

Why is that?

While she was under,
Danny's handler at the Bureau

told the ADA that she
missed multiple check-ins,

including scheduled drug tests.

- Danny went native?
- They never got any proof.

If the defense got ahold of that, they
would've ripped her apart on the stand.

No, Danny would never.

She left the FBI not
long after this case.

CABLE: Speaking of Gordon
Guthrie, it took some doing,

but I finally got
the live feed, Bull,

at Rikers Correctional,
Laurel's husband.

- It's coming up now.
- Oh, thank you, Cable.

I wanna get a look at this guy.

BENNY: This Guthrie?

He looks like a minnow
about to be fed to the sharks.

BULL: The look of a wrongly convicted
man on his way to an unjust end.

Because of a corrupt FBI agent
who subsequently quit the Bureau.

Bull, you know that's
not who Danny is.

Driving a peaceful woman to an act
of madness, making prisoners of us all,

in order to get her husband
the trial he was denied.

- Don't say it.
- That's how I'll depict Danny.

Best narrative wins the case,
but only the truth will set us free.

While it seems the threat
inside has been neutralized,

the bomb squad is
not taking any chances.

A unit is securing the building.

Keep in mind, at least 20 people
are still trapped inside the TAC offices,

in what we're told has been
an unconventional negotiation.

So, you gonna put
me on the stand?

- Don't mock mock court.
- Benny, this is ridiculous.

I prefer Bull
passionate, not fanatical.

ADA Weinsbach had some
reservations about your testimony.

You know what? I was undercover
on Tommy Vega for months, man.

You know what he liked?
Guns, drugs, paranoia.

You know what he
didn't like? Sleep.

So if I didn't come up to meet my
handler, I had a damn good reason.

I believe you, and I
believe that the jury will too.

Guthrie should've gotten
life. Instead he got a deal.

And my time under
got burned. I did my job.

Show that passion on the
stand and nothing will stop you.

Nothing?

All right, come to order.

Now, the original trial lasted
for three days of testimony

before a plea
bargain was reached.

We'll be reading parts of the
transcript from the original trial

with the help of a few of our volunteers
that you guys struck from the jury.

Dr. Valeren, you will
be reading the role

of an expert in the
distribution of pharmaceuticals.

Could you tell us about opioid
manufacturing and distribution?

In typical pharmacies, individual
pills can be tracked in quantity

and Schedule Il narcotics
are stored in a safe.

However, Mr. Guthrie ran
a compounding pharmacy

where he received bulk
quantities of components

that could be mixed
to various strengths.

CHUNK: That makes it more
difficult to track specific amounts?

- Yes.
- LAUREL: We logged everything.

It was our own bookkeeper who
brought the discrepancies to our attention.

WOMAN: The
numbers did not add up.

I had been the bookkeeper at
Guthrie's pharmacy for seven years.

And you spotted discrepancies
in the opioid register

and brought it to
the authorities?

Yes. There were more
prescriptions being filed

than actual customers
coming into the store.

And this led you to believe the
prescriptions were being falsified?

- Objection. Leading.
- That's not in the script.

It should have been, if
Guthrie had a good lawyer.

- Objection. Argumentative.
- Against who?

The defense lawyer is
not here to defend himself.

Well, you're
defending him poorly.

This is where I bang the gavel.

You were the arresting officer
who took Mr. Guthrie into custody?

Yes. I've been a detective
with the NYPD for 19 years.

I was analyzing the paper trail
that ran through Guthrie Pharmacy

when Tommy Vega was murdered.

They kicked our
door in during dinner.

They dragged Gordon out
screaming. He was terrified.

[CHUNK BANGS GAVEL]

- Special Agent James...
- Objection. She's no longer FBI.

- She quit.
- She was when the events took place.

- Are we time traveling now?
- No.

We're in a farcical, made-up
universe of your own design.

What, no one else is
allowed to make up rules?

Objection. Your Honor, I
believe he's ridiculing your court.

Gavel. I will use it.
Go on, counselor.

Miss James, you were a decorated agent
of the Federal Bureau of Investigation

for over 12 years.

You put your life on the line
countless amount of times,

including going undercover.

When you were assigned to Tommy
Vega, how did you get close to him?

It was my job. The supreme challenge
of undercover work is not pretending.

I had to find honesty in the
legend I'd created for myself.

Vega was a frightening
and intimidating man.

I simply allowed a part of
myself to find that attractive.

Now, the night of Tommy
Vega's murder, what did you see?

I was alone with Tommy
Vega in his apartment.

He said he had a
supplier coming to see him

and that he had
some business to do.

So I excused myself to
the adjoining bathroom,

where I kept watch
through a crack.

Vega then buzzed in his contact

and as soon as the door opened,
there was an immediate gunshot.

- Vega was shot without a word?
- Yes.

The assailant stepped into the apartment
and fired two more shots into Vega

who was still on the ground.

- BENNY: You got a clear look at him?
- It was Gordon Guthrie.

BENNY: Had you known
Mr. Guthrie previously?

DANNY: He was on my radar

as a low-level supplier of
pharmaceutical-grade narcotics.

- No.
- BENNY: You're positive?

Not a doubt in my mind.

According to the jury scoreboard,
it's 12 to zero against Gordon.

Mm. Well, Bull, I don't need to know
the score to know you're getting smoked.

You did a nice job teeing
Danny up. But don't celebrate yet.

- A decent cross will tear her apart.
- You think I'm unreliable?

This jury won't believe a word
you've said when I'm done with you.

- Bull.
- This professional, by-the-book...

- MARISSA: Bull.
- Version of you will crumble.

Bring it on.

If this is you as a lawyer, it's not
hard to see why you hate lawyers.

You should've gotten
out in front of it, Benny.

Out in front of what? Bull, think twice
about what you're gonna do to Danny.

I have. Danny needs
to resolve her past.

I'm gonna attack her
and it's gonna help.

How big was this opening
in the bathroom door?

Big enough. I was able to see
through about a one-inch opening

where the door
didn't quite close.

One inch? So you
got one eye in there.

- The other one was shut?
- Yes.

That'll play with your
depth perception.

So this five-year-old
memory you have of the event,

you're aware that memories
can be altered, right?

Because when you
remember something,

you're just bringing up an
encoded copy of the event,

not the actual event itself.

For instance, our jury this morning
thought they heard two explosions,

but there was only one.

That's not possible,
because I know what I saw.

BULL: Ah. That's what I
wanna talk to you about.

What I was describing is a
healthy brain remembering.

What kind of pharmaceuticals did
you see being consumed on site?

Hydrocodone, oxycodone, codeine
and several designer psychedelics.

And did you take any of
these pharmaceuticals?

- I can't say.
- Ah.

Now, your role
undercover with the Vegas

was to be something
of a groupie, right?

And that would have
meant doing drugs.

Otherwise they would
have been suspicious of you.

So I'll ask again. What
drugs did you do that night?

What are you doing?

I'm asking you a simple
and relevant question.

Would you answer it, please?

[SIGHS]

It's called 2C-B.

BULL: That's a Schedule I narcotic
with hallucinogenic properties.

Surely the FBI didn't
expect you to take that drug.

- Couldn't you have just faked it?
- Vega put it in our drinks.

Then I followed protocol,
which was to induce vomiting.

Protocol? You followed protocol?
You didn't check in with your handler.

I think that was protocol.
Maybe you were just too high.

And since the
ADA didn't trust you,

I'm kind of wondering why
should this court trust you?

I don't care, OK? I don't care if
that woman believes me either.

I am not her
social worker, Bull.

She needs real help, not whatever the
hell it is you think you are doing here.

So you're gonna quit again?

This isn't real, Bull.

When I found you, you left the
FBI under suspicious circumstances.

Nobody trusted you.

I've told you what happened to
Tommy Vega. Now I've told you twice.

If you don't believe
me, that's on you.

- You didn't tell me before today.
- You never asked.

Maybe I should've set off a
bomb to get your attention.

Then maybe you'd trust me.

DANNY: Cable, how much
longer? I can't take this.

Otherwise I'm coming out. I don't care
if I have to walk through jagged metal.

Um... that's not advisable.
They're still removing debris.

You gotta get me out of here. I am
trapped in here with a crazy person.

THARDER: I thought
Bull had it under control.

He's the one I'm talking about.

MARISSA: Ten to two
in your favor. Way to go.

All you had to do was destroy
your relationship with Danny.

Laurel's getting
a verdict, Marissa.

It's not a real verdict. It
doesn't mean anything.

Yes, it does. Benny!

You were pretty rough
on Danny up there.

I'm gonna have to
clean it up on the redirect.

I need something from you.

The redirect, we're gonna need
to put a pin in that, at least for now.

BULL: I know it's been a long day,
but it's important to remind everyone

this is about the life
of a human being.

Ms. Guthrie, you never got the chance
to testify on your husband's behalf

during the original trial.

What would you like
us to know about him?

Gordon's a good man.

We met in school. He was very
studious and he took his classes seriously.

He asked me to study with him
and we've been together ever since.

- BULL: Until five years ago.
- Yes.

We lived together. We worked together.
We were never out of each other’s sight.

- Never?
- He would go for a walk most nights.

He likes the cold air.

BULL: Do you miss him?

LAUREL: Yes.

BULL: And since he
was dragged away...

MAN: Welcome to Rikers.

GUARD: Bobby Vega,
get back in your cell.

[LAUGHS]

BULL: you have
been totally alone,

with only your worst
fears to keep you company.

Yes.

BENNY: And that's why you set off a
bomb in a room full of innocent people?

I'm sorry, OK? I am so sorry.

But I need help.
Gordon needs help.

And I didn't know
where else to get it from.

They're gonna kill him.

I never meant to hurt anybody.

You're willing to give up your
freedom to win his freedom?

You're willing to
sacrifice everything?

Yes.

- That's it, bring it back.
- Bull, the robot's done with her work.

A path's been cleared.

Only a few more moments before
they're ready to pull people out.

- The robot's a she?
- Apparently.

But we're in closing arguments.

It won't be long.

What you've seen here today,
folks, is called classic legal tactic.

The defense has tried to
put the key eyewitness on trial

because the facts
don't suit their narrative.

The only reason to question
Agent James is to create doubt.

The only reason to
attack her character

is to stir up ugly and
distasteful emotions

that will distract you
from the simple truth.

Don't let that happen to you.

Find Gordon
Guthrie guilty... again.

Each one of us experienced
this day differently,

and each one of you is gonna
tell the story of this day differently.

Who's right? Well, subjective, right?
You listened to Miss James' testimony.

What you didn't know is that she was
under the influence of a hallucinogen

during the event she described.

Game changer. Nobody
sees the world in its entirely.

Can't be done. Not
even the best of us.

You have to find him not guilty.

Thank you.

Mr. Foreman, I understand
the jury has reached a verdict.

- FOREMAN: We did, Your Honor.
- What say you?

We find the defendant,
Gordon Guthrie...

not guilty.

Mm!

I can't believe it. I told you.

- OK.
- Thank you.

OK, that's one way
it could've gone.

I just shaped a narrative

to get specific people to believe
a specific version of reality.

[THUDDING]

MAN: That's it,
that's the last one.

BULL: And I think I just showed
you that even well-meaning people

can be blinded to the truth.

- What truth?
- MAN: Watch your step here.

- [THUDDING]
- MAN: Clear.

All right, everyone. It's
safe. We've cleared an exit.

BULL: The truth is,
you don't know Danny.

Danny would never put
an innocent man in prison.

This is our mock courtroom,

this is where is where we practice our
arguments, and if I was defending you,

I would've said,
"Hey. This one works."

What are you waiting
for? You people can go.

OK, people, come on. Let's
move. Let's get to safety.

Come on, people.

BULL: But if I was
on the side of justice,

I think I would've done
Benny's cross a little differently.

I would've said something like,

"Special Agent James, when
did Guthrie wind up on your radar?"

He was, um, making small
buys from the Vega brothers.

- And the meeting that night?
- They wanted to up their purchases.

They knew he had a
pharmacy. It'd make a good front.

BULL: So, wait a minute. The
Vegas had been to the pharmacy?

- They knew everything about the place.
- Including that he had a wife?

Would you please describe
the assailant for me?

White male, mid 30s, six
one, approximately 190 pounds.

- Eyes?
- Brown.

- What hand?
- 9mm Glock in his right hand.

And what was he wearing?

Brown corduroys, blue pea coat

and a blue and orange knit cap
with a logo that said New York.

Islanders.

Oh, Gordon. What did you do?

We define people,
especially those closest to us,

by the questions we choose to ask
and the answers we choose to believe.

Please raise your hand if the
alterations in Danny's testimony

would've changed your vote.

BULL: And there you have it.
Thank you for you participation today.

I know it was a challenge.

And you know the real
answer. Your husband's a killer.

If it's any consolation, he probably
got a lighter sentence than he deserves.

BOBBY: Payback time, Gordo.

Hey, look at me!

Hey! Hey!

And has a better chance
of surviving than you think.

Take it easy.

You're in trouble, but we're gonna
do everything we can to help you.

- I never meant to hurt anyone.
- I know. But your husband did.

He had that in him and he used all of
his powers to keep you from seeing it.

She's all yours,
Lieutenant. Go easy on her.

Oh!

This is so good.

- Who wants a drink?
- I'm down.

You guys aren't sick
of each other already?

Freedom, Cable. Let's
indulge our freedom.

Bull.

Come on. We're
going for a drink.

Hey. Did you see that?

Jurors stuck around
of their own volition.

I love it.

I know you quit the FBI

because they couldn't recognize
the devotion you bring to your work.

- You're not the Bureau.
- No, we're not.

But what we do
matters to people.

I believe in you completely.

♪ Spirits in my head
and they won't go

♪ And the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles, oh