Bull (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 19 - Bring It On - full transcript

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

it's time for the
hottest halftime show...

Where's your fiancé?

ANNOUNCER: Give it up
for the Bronx City Dancers!

[DANCE MUSIC]

[CHEERING]

Formation, formation!

Whoa!

Go, Lauren!

[CHEERING]

Lauren, you OK?



I'm so sorry, Kelvin.

- I totally blanked.
- No, you're doing an amazing job.

It's OK. It happens. OK?
Come on, shake it off, OK?

Shake it off. You got
it. You're OK. All right.

LAUREN: Baby, it's me again.

I'm on my way home.
Hopefully you'll be there.

Call me back.

I know you're angry, but
please just let me explain.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Babe?

Jules?

Babe!

In a shocking development,

controversial celebrity
defense attorney Jules Caffrey



has been arrested for the murder
of his fiancée, Lauren Wilson.

Of course, Caffrey first garnered
national attention 15 years ago

when he won the
landmark Abel Alcindor case.

In the years since, Caffrey has defended
a number of infamous criminal clients,

including a long
list of celebrities.

Jules Caffrey is a successful
black man in America.

Of course they're
going after him.

There's only one JC I'd pray to
if I got in trouble, Jules Caffrey.

The guy's a legend.

He's scum. He deserves to go
to prison just like any other killer.

I think it's pretty clear we have a
rock-solid case against Jules Caffrey,

fingerprints, DNA evidence
and a key eyewitness

that all link Mr. Caffrey to
the murder of his fiancée.

JC cannot talk his
way out of this one.

He is going to prison.

BENNY: Whoa, whoa.

Bull, look. Ooh, purple
tank, four o'clock.

She's checking you out, my
friend. You gotta see this, Bull.

Look closer. Purple
tank has a wedding ring.

Although that was a valiant
attempt at trying to distract me.

Oh! Mm!

Well, you beat me twice in
a row. I had to try something.

BULL: Next drink's on you.

Yes!

Look what I found. A
cupcake for my cupcake.

Wes.

Computer-nerd humor. Nice.

WOMAN ON TV: Now he's
fighting to clear his own name.

Please welcome Jules Caffrey.

Jules Caffrey on Gayle King?
Now, this should be entertaining.

What do you have to say?

The charges are a complete fabrication,
Gayle. Lauren and I were in love.

These vindictive attacks by
the NYPD and the DA's office

is an insult to me, to Lauren
and to the entire justice system.

Confident body language,
expressive, emotional.

- Knows how to play to an audience.
- Not to me.

Says the former prosecutor
who lost to him... how many times?

[CHUNK CHUCKLES]

So how do you intend
to prove your innocence?

When the entire system is trying to
bring you down, then you hire the best.

That is why I've brought on the
world-renowned trial consultant

Dr. Jason Bull.

What the hell's
he talking about?

GAYLE: Dr. Jason Bull is a
highly regarded psychologist,

widely considered a pioneer
in the field of trial science.

But let's talk about the
facts of this particular case.

Why didn't you tell us
we took on Jules Caffrey?

Because we didn't.

[JULES LAUGHS]

The great Dr. Jason Bull,
everybody. My partner.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Julius Caffrey.

You've got a lot of fans.
I'm not exactly one of them.

You don't get my help
by lying about hiring me.

- It got you here, didn't it?
- [LAUGHS]

Yeah. Well, so would a
text with a smiley-face emoji.

You pull that crap again and I'll be on
Gayle King saying how you did hire me

but I quit 'cause I couldn't
believe how guilty I found you.

Wait, wait. I'm not
guilty. Just hear me out.

Thank you, guys.
Thank you so much.

I see. Well, renovations can cause
a lot of tension in a relationship.

It's Lauren's idea. She wants
everything to be Tiffany blue.

She says it'll calm me down.

She "says" that?

Yeah, I meant "she said that."

Jules Caffrey is a
jealous, controlling man

who could not stand
to be disobeyed.

The people of New
York owe it to Lauren

and to all the women who
live in fear of their abusers

to stand up and say
enough is enough.

She's everywhere. This
whole thing is a witch hunt.

I even set up a tip line to
help them look for the real killer.

BULL: Any leads?

None that the police will
follow up on. They just want me.

- Vindictive bastards.
- So tell me, Jules, what's your theory?

I'm sure you have one.

It's possible that... Lauren
had a fling with someone.

A fling? Wow. That's
not the ideal fiancée.

It was recent.

A week before all of this,
she was hiding something. I...

Phone calls she
didn't want me to hear.

I came to surprise her at the rehearsal.
She wasn't there, never showed up.

Well, she was 25.

And 20 years younger than I am.

She gets a lot of attention.

And I wasn't
always around, so I...

I don't know.

Looking at your wall here, one of
these plaques kind of stands out.

The New York Foundation for
Mankind Humanitarian Award,

Jules Caffrey, 1999.

Where'd that guy go?

He has three expensive exes.

Choices.

Now I got a question for
you, Mr. Trial Consultant.

Do you believe in justice?

Because you're looking
at an innocent man.

BENNY: Why would
you take the case?

'Cause he didn't do it.

And you can tell that
just by meeting him once.

Jules speaks about
Lauren in the present tense.

The murder was three months ago.
It's as if he can't believe she's dead.

- And killers aren't in denial.
- I'm with Bull.

I mean, look, the guy's theatrical.
He's a showman in every way.

But he's also done a lot of
good. I don't believe he did it.

The evidence, the
witness, this voicemail.

LAUREN: I know you're angry,
but please just let me explain.

Hear that? She's scared.

The prosecution is
honing in on their narrative.

Jules was Lauren's sugar
daddy. Rich, powerful, controlling.

- Killed her in a jealous rage.
- MARISSA: It's true.

The mock jurors hated the Jules
and Lauren May-December romance.

Well, if he was a
saint, it'd be easy.

- He doesn't even have an attorney.
- Yeah. I was thinking about that.

No. No, no, no, no.

Look, Jules's only defense is
that the police want payback.

- Come on, Bull. I can't sell that.
- And I'd never expect you to.

And that was the day that I
realized I loved Alfredo sauce.

Hello, trial consultants.
Ready to get to work?

Team, meet our
client, Jules Caffrey,

and the man who's
gonna represent him...

Jules Caffrey.

You want me to defend myself?

Seems to me you're
the only one who can.

I cross-referenced Lauren's
texts, phone calls and emails.

All her top pings are
basketball people.

Any family, exes or whatnot?

None. She's a foster kid
that bounced around a lot.

Who were her top two contacts?

Dance squad leader Kelvin Li
and power forward Grant Combs.

DANNY: Looks like Kelvin held a lot
of private dance sessions with Lauren.

And Grant, just look at him.

I know the squad's wardrobe
person from my days at Vogue.

- I'm sure she's got some intel.
- Let's see what it is.

SHELLEY: OK, so I wanna offer
you a gift because you're my friend,

and because I wanna see
The Jules Show canceled

and this master of media
manipulation behind bars.

So... man one, 25 years.

- Parole in 15.
- We're going to trial, Shelley.

Wait a minute. Are you defending
him? Am I going up against you in court?

No. He's going pro se.

Oh, my God.

You know, he who represents
himself has a fool for a client.

- You know who said that, right?
- Uh, yeah.

Abe Lincoln, you, pretty much
everyone who studies law.

You know what? I don't
even wanna offer you a deal.

Everyone knows that
Jules is a traveling circus,

and he's gonna
make Bull his clown.

Well, then, we'll make sure to
keep the coulrophobics off the jury.

People with an
irrational fear of clowns.

I know what it means. I
am one and it's not irrational.

Unlike having Jules
defend himself in court.

Hey, don't get
too confident, OK?

- Bull's tactics tend to pay off.
- I can't wait.

Statistically, black jurors are more
sympathetic to black defendants,

especially in celebrity cases.

I wanna shut that
down right now.

I don't want the perception to be
that I got off because of a black jury.

This is about me being innocent.

Good, because we actually found in
your case race isn't the primary factor.

Your best jurors tend to be
those with low NPI scores.

That's Narcissistic
Personality Inventory.

So doormats, people with no ego.

Why? What's my score?

On a scale from one to 40, a 38.

- Our ideal juror would be under ten.
- [CHUCKLES]

Call me whatever you want.

But the people know when
Jules Caffrey speaks, it's the truth.

It's also illeism.

You really like referring to
yourself in the third person.

A lot of people do that.

The only ones who do it more than
you are Donald Trump and Elmo.

Which is why our focus will be on
people who don't like high drama,

pageants,
spectacles of any kind.

Canadians, essentially.

No, no. You guys are
eliminating my fan base.

This is wrong. We
need the opposite.

We need people who can
be swept away by emotion

and people who know
that I am the thorn of justice

in this system's underbelly.

That works for Jules
Caffrey the defense attorney,

not Jules Caffrey the defendant.

Prosecutor's narrative is that you
are a jealous, jilted and vengeful lover.

But this jury is gonna
buy into reasonable doubt

because Shelley doesn't
have the facts to convince them.

Jules, trust our process.

MAN: Come on, defense, defense!

Move your feet!

Drive, drive!

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

All right, good practice,
guys. Hit the showers.

Kelvin Li?

We're full up, sweetheart.

You're gonna have to audition
next summer like everybody else.

All right. Well, I'm an investigator
with the Trial Analysis Corporation.

I have a few questions to ask
you about Lauren Wilson's murder.

Don't worry, I'm not
here to try out either.

I'm looking for an old
friend. Rita in wardrobe?

Um, yeah, she's upstairs.

[CHUCKLES]

- So what was Lauren like?
- What was Lauren like? She was warm.

- So, Rita, what was Lauren like?
- She was cold.

- Everyone loved her.
- The other girls hated her.

- She had raw talent.
- She had two left feet. Maybe three.

We were devastated by her loss.

Angela practically did
cartwheels on her grave.

CHUNK: But if she
wasn't a good dancer,

how did she even make the
squad, let alone team captain?

Really?

You and Lauren were
spending a lot of time together.

- Were you having an affair?
- Uh, no. Well, yes.

- Do I have to answer that?
- Was Lauren sleeping with someone?

How do you think
she got on the squad?

Lovers have disagreements.
Sometimes they get heated, turn violent.

Any of that happen
between you and Lauren?

I'm not gonna comment
on my personal life.

I'm sleeping with a colleague,
which is against the rules.

Lauren knew and was our
go-between so I wouldn't get fired.

Jules Caffrey is a
part owner of the team.

He wanted his girlfriend
hired, she got a uniform.

So you needed her to
cover for you and Tiffany?

Amber?

Angela?

Grant.

WOMAN: And up!

- Get any good dirt?
- Oh, yeah. You?

Oh, yeah.

DANNY: Hey, Bull. So,
Lauren wasn't having an affair.

She was helping Kelvin and
Grant hide their relationship.

That's what friends are for.

CHUNK: The only problem
was Lauren's dancing.

Jules is part owner of the team.

He demanded that Lauren
get a spot on the squad.

All right, look into the dancers.
It's totally wasted on you, Chunk.

I gotta go.

- OK, you ready?
- I'm always ready.

Give 'em a crumb.
Let 'em want more.

All right, all right, all
right, all right, all right.

This trial is about showing that
the American judicial system works.

How many of you think that Jules
Caffrey is inauthentic and over the top?

And who thinks that a person
can be charming in public

and abusive at home?

Sir, why do you
dislike the defendant?

Objection. Miss Giordano is
trying to poison the jury pool.

Settle down, Mr. Caffrey.

You have plenty of time
to do that on your own.

MARISSA: So much
for an impartial judge.

Just remind Jules:
low NPI scores.

Shelley's creating
an anger index.

She's looking for
amped-up jurors.

We want the opposite, right?

Low-key, no drama queens.

No. Canadians. I know.

Who here doesn't
own a television?

Juror number five
has a humble soul.

No glitz. Systematic.
He's perfect.

The defense excuses
juror number five.

MARISSA: Looks like Jules
didn't get the memo on Mr. Perfect.

What are you doing? You look at
me before you cut a potential juror.

I don't trust a guy
who doesn't watch TV.

Well, we don't need
your trust. We needed his.

- I got this.
- MARISSA: All right, one juror down.

We can still bounce back.

Juror number one. Body
language screams self-involved.

Kendall Nagel.
Communications major.

And she posted five
selfies in the last two days.

- Did you play competitive sports?
- I did gymnastics in high school.

I was a track star.

Is he flirting with Miss Selfie?

BULL: Yeah, he is simultaneously
turning on juror number one

and turning off
juror number six.

Juror number six, Ellen Crayford.
She has an NPI score of nine.

But she's divorced. Her husband left
her for her kid's 23-year-old teacher.

Oh. [CLEARS THROAT]

MARISSA: You've
gotta rein Jules in, Bull.

His usual charm tactics aren't
gonna work when he's the defendant.

I don't know what
you think you're doing,

but she is biased by your three
ex-wives and your late cheerleader fiancée.

- We need to bounce one and six.
- No. I've picked hundreds of juries.

The jury's acceptable
to the prosecution.

- Great. What does the defense say?
- You hired me. This is what I do.

Bull.

- My life is on the line, not yours.
- You wanna win or not?

- Bull.
- It's a simple question, yes or no?

- Yes.
- JUDGE: Excellent.

Ladies and gentlemen of the
jury, please stand to be sworn in.

MAN: Members of the jury,
please raise your right hand.

I'm gonna have to
teach you sign language.

Bull.

- Hey.
- [SIGHS]

Hey. What are you doing?

The show is over there.

You don't want them
to hear this, trust me.

Jules, I am not window
dressing. I'm the damn window.

You hired me, remember?

You bet I did. And
image is everything.

- And you don't rep guilty men.
- Listen to me. Science is everything.

And my team and I have spent every
waking hour culling research and data

to formulate this game plan.

Look, I didn't mean for the
judge to hear me. I'm sorry.

Lie to others, not to me. It's
the fastest way to wind up in jail.

You really think juror number
one is gonna be a problem?

Oh, boy. Kendall, the fangirl?
Yeah, she's gonna be a problem.

She's gonna enjoy every minute of
this trial and every look you give her,

but she's gonna find you guilty

because Shelley's gonna
convince her that you're abusive.

That is the
prosecution's game plan.

Now, wake up!
Start listening to me.

Yo. Talked to internal affairs.

The officers on Lauren's
murder are clean.

They double-gloved, dotted
every I, crossed every T.

No one wanted to make a procedural
error that could cost them a conviction.

We have to find the guy Jules
thinks his fiancée was sleeping with.

- Special delivery!
- Ooh.

Hi.

[GASPS]

[SQUEALS]

It's a giant purple cat thing.

It's Rubio Shoyra from the
Tokyo Spiritchasers shoujo manga.

- It's from Wes.
- ALLIE: Cute.

I'm gonna not pretend
that I understood that.

- Is it Japanese?
- Yeah.

And the second gift
from Wes this week.

Oh.

- What?
- Nothing.

No, really, supermodel,
what are you trying to say?

- Well, are you mad at him?
- No. Why?

Well, you know guys. They
don't give gifts "just because."

I actually don't know guys.
They're a complete mystery.

Trust me, Wes is no player.

You know what? You guys
are the behavior experts.

I'm sure the modeling
world's totally different.

So just... let me take this.

We have a new
suspect. Angela Miles.

Finally made it up to captain
of the squad in Bronx City

and then lost it when
Lauren came on board.

And got back on
top after Lauren died.

Doesn't quite seem
enough to kill for.

Have you ever met a cheerleader?

- Have Cable do a deep-dive on Angela.
- [PHONE RINGS]

Pay her a visit, see if you
can ruffle her pompoms.

- What is it, Danny?
- Turn on the TV.

This ought to be interesting.

JULES: I wanna thank
you all for gathering here.

Not for me but for Lauren.

I followed him to Washington
Square after the court let out.

The NYPD and
the district attorney

want to bring
Jules Caffrey down.

They want to harm Jules Caffrey

and they want to
bury Jules Caffrey.

- I hate the third-person thing.
- This is gonna polarize our jury.

Yeah. It's time for
Bull to shut this down.

CROWD: Jules! Jules!
Jules! Jules! Jules!

JULES: Why haven't the
NYPD looked into my tip line?

Why aren't they looking
for the real murderer?

We need answers.
We need accountability.

- We need justice.
- Giordano's gonna hammer us with this.

- Justice for Lauren.
- What is Jules thinking?

- Justice for Jules.
- Justice for Jules!

He's trying his case in
the court of public opinion.

Justice for Lauren
and justice for Jules.

Justice for Jules! Justice
for Jules! Justice for Jules!

BULL: Are the mirror
jurors watching this?

Like it's the fourth
quarter of the Super Bowl.

And they were specifically instructed
not to follow any news about Jules,

just like the real jurors.

- This is Jules taking the stand.
- Justice for Jules!

Right there, my friends, right there,
is a tireless defender for just causes.

- Dr. Jason Bull.
- [CHEERING]

Come up.

Bull, you are not
going to believe this.

Jules' stunt isn't hurting
him, it's helping him.

Big time.

Look, I know this is
not what you wanted.

Well, it's not normal, but,
then again, you're not normal.

[CHUCKLES]

Ladies and gentlemen,
I am here today

because Jules Caffrey
is an innocent man.

[CHEERING]

Yeah, we're not in
Canada anymore.

CROWD: Justice for
Jules! Justice for Jules!

BULL: You made a genuine
emotional connection with the jury.

BENNY: The crowd.

I told you your
strategy was wrong.

Even your low-drama jurors got swept
up in the moral authority of my cause.

First of all, you're
a case, not a cause.

And my way would
have worked too.

So "wrong" is the wrong word.

OK. Let's focus on Shelley's
next move, shall we?

You know she's
bringing out your exes

to show that you're possessive,
temperamental and jealous.

Someone who'd
go into a violent rage

if they found out their
fiancée was cheating on them.

Here's how you proceed.

Please state your name and
your relationship to the defendant.

Ginny Caffrey. I was Jules' first
wife. We were married for five years.

Leslie Caffrey. I'm the
second wife. Lasted four years.

Claudine Caffrey. I was three
and three. Third wife, three years.

Notice how Jules gets older and
his wives always stay the same age?

Once a sugar daddy,
always a sugar daddy.

Why do you think
your marriages ended?

I was an attentive husband,

but I was often
preoccupied with my clients.

I can get stressed, miss some
birthdays, weddings, anniversaries.

Was Jules ever
violent around you?

He could be sometimes.

He'd get short with
me, he'd get angry.

- SHELLEY: Anything else?
- He'd yell, throw dishes, kick doors.

I called them his
adult temper tantrums.

But it was frightening.

Can you describe your
ex-husband in one word?

He was a monster.

- A monster.
- He was a monster.

[BLEEPING]

The mirror jurors' biometrics
are through the roof.

- They're upset, Bull.
- BULL: Don't worry yet.

If he wins back the exes,
he wins back the jury.

You're gonna have the
rarest of opportunities.

You're gonna get to cross-examine
your ex-wives under penalty of perjury.

Ginny, were you upset about my
ego or were you upset about my job?

Both.

I was trying to build a practice, so
I worked late. You resented that?

[GINNY CHUCKLES]

I resented you
sleeping with Leslie.

JULES: But, Ginny, you kicked
me out of our bed a year earlier.

So is it fair to say that I
started seeing other women

when you stopped seeing me?

Yes.

JULES: And I always said it wouldn't
be fair raising a kid with my hectic life.

- And you agreed, correct?
- I thought you'd change.

The red carpets, the
galas, the VIP suites.

I provided a lifestyle.

And you knew what
you were signing up for.

At first. But then I
didn't want that life.

JULES: So, it really was
you who changed, not me.

Yes.

And in all of our time together,

did I ever, ever
lay a finger on you?

- No.
- No.

No.

And when we were together,
with no interruptions, was it good?

Yes.

It was great.

The best.

JULES: No further
questions, Your Honor.

Wow. He actually did it.

BULL: Even Kendall was moved.

I was devastated
when Lauren died.

That's why I took her torch and
led the squad through their grief.

It's what Lauren
would have wanted.

You know, it's funny
you should say that.

Your junior year in college,

you pushed another
student off the stage.

That girl fell, broke her ankle

and had to step down as
the lead in the dance recital.

That's not my fault she couldn't
stick her landing on her grand jeté.

The school agreed
it was an accident.

- Good thing you took up her torch too.
- Somebody had to.

Other people's tragedies seem to
work out really, really well for you.

What you want me to say?

Lauren was a talentless fraud.

I was a nationally
ranked cheerleader.

The closest she ever
came to professional dancing

was a run of The Nutcracker at
a community theater in Indiana.

- Resented her much?
- Yeah.

She slept her way to the top. I
had to work my whole life for this.

Wait. Come on, you're
trying to say that I killed her?

No, I'm sure you have an alibi.

Every Sunday, including the
night that she died, I party at Output.

It's a club. Check it out.

[SIGHS]

That was...

Intense?

Draining?

Hopefully cathartic.

My exes have never
been that open with me.

It felt like we came
to an understanding.

It's funny how
honesty can do that.

Well, you did good in there.

Yeah.

Let's not do that again.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

- MAN: Justice for Lauren!
- WOMAN: Stop the abuse!

Justice for Lauren!
Justice for Lauren!

What the hell is going on?

BULL: That's your jury.

- Right on time.
- For what?

She wanted to make sure the last
thing these jurors saw before going home

was people protesting your
behavior towards women.

She stole your thunder, Jules.

You're not the only
one that's got game.

Good night, gentlemen.

Bull, Shelley's stunt on the
courthouse steps yesterday

turned two more jurors against us,
and this next witness isn't gonna help.

All the mock juries
believed his testimony.

BULL: Derek the contractor.

That's why we're gonna leave
Derek alone. Do not cross.

SHELLEY: Mr. Miller, you
were at the defendant's house

the morning Lauren
Wilson was murdered.

Can you tell us what happened?

I arrived early to deliver the
material for the kitchen work.

Miss Wilson came down the stairs crying
and Mr. Caffrey ran after her screaming.

- Could you hear what he was saying?
- DEREK: Yes, ma'am.

He said he wanted to know where she
was the night before, who she was with.

She said "Nobody"
and he called her a liar.

Oh, boy, Bull, the
engagement levels are spiking.

This guy's honest, polite.
He's catnip for the jury.

That's why we're
gonna leave him alone.

SHELLEY: And then what happened?

Um...

I stepped in for her sake.

I got Mr. Caffrey to let go of her
arm and she left the house crying.

Did the defendant do or
say anything to you after that?

No, ma'am. But
he did punch a wall.

SHELLEY: No further questions.

Mr. Caffrey, any cross?

- No questions, Your Honor.
- I need to hear it from Mr. Caffrey.

Ah.

Well, you know what I want you to
do, but you think you know better,

so light yourself on fire
and I'll watch the show.

Derek, you said you
stepped in for Lauren's sake.

- Did she ask for help?
- No, sir.

Good.

- Were you attracted to her?
- No. No, sir.

Heart rates are up. Jules is
coming off as an angry jilted lover.

Bull, you need to stop him.

I am not gonna get in
front of that runaway train.

So, there's no reason for
you to get involved, correct?

Well, I saw that
look in your eye.

I'd seen it before. I thought
you were gonna hurt her.

Admit it, you just
wanted to be a hero.

If I was a real hero, I would've
stopped you from killing her.

[MURMURING]

And crash.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Question.
- Yeah?

Jules identified Lauren's
body after she died.

- Right?
- Right.

Under NYPD protocols,

that means they don't need to
verify the victim's ID through her prints.

You're right.

Lauren's prints aren't in the case
file. I'll call the ME and get those ASAP.

They may also have them in the
Indiana registry. That's where she's from.

I'll see what I find.

So, um, listen,
about the other day.

We weren't saying
anything bad about Wes.

I did a profile on him, a
deep-dive. I checked everything.

- Because of what Allie said?
- He's not the type that gives gifts.

Well, maybe you changed him.

Maybe. Danny James, are
you becoming a romantic?

No.

I just know that any guy with
half a brain would not cheat on you.

- OK?
- OK.

OK.

Chunk, I assume you would have
called if you found us a new suspect.

You know me. I can tell by your
tone, I guess we need a new one?

What did our dance
captain, Angela, say?

- Would it help to put her on the stand?
- CHUNK: She has an alibi.

Angela was at a club
at the time of the murder.

Cable verified her Lyft receipt.
And she is no fan of Jules.

All right. We've got
one card left to play.

Don't go home yet. I've
got a witness for you to prep.

- Any idea who this last witness is?
- Nope.

But on this case, nothing
would surprise me.

Your Honor, I call myself
as my next witness.

- [LAUGHTER]
- Your Honor, sidebar.

Approach the bench.

This is just another
act in his circus show

in which Mr. Caffrey attempts to
ask and answer questions of himself.

I have a constitutional right
to testify on my own behalf.

What's your plan, Mr. Caffrey?

Dr. Bull is gonna be
asking me questions.

Your Honor, Dr. Bull
is not an attorney.

BULL: New York State law allows that
any member of the pro se defense team

may ask the defendant questions.

- That will be me.
- Proceed.

Mr. Caffrey, people call
you a trophy-wife hunter,

a sugar daddy, a player.

What do you say to them?

It's true, I've fallen in
love more than once.

But I've never bought anyone's
affection. I mean, you've met my exes.

What about Lauren? There
was a 20-year age difference.

[CHUCKLES]

Believe me, I
couldn't buy Lauren.

She was the one who wanted
to sign a prenup, not me.

And I wouldn't have
proposed a fourth time

unless I believed we
had something real.

But you thought she
was cheating on you?

Lauren was being evasive
the week of her death.

I confronted her and jumped
to a jealous conclusion.

But the truth is,
as I later found out,

she was discreetly helping a
friend avoid being unfairly judged

for his sexual orientation,

which makes me love her
and miss her even more.

BULL: Your Honor, I
would like to introduce

the following
photos into evidence.

Objection. This
wasn't in discovery.

Some leeway here, Your Honor.

We only just discovered
this information.

Tread carefully, Dr. Bull.

- Hey, this isn't what we prepped.
- Are we allowed to do this?

Bull, you are already
three feet off the ledge.

If you ambush Jules, I have
no idea what he might do.

Thank you, Chunk.
And calm down, Marissa.

- You recognize this woman?
- Yes. That's Lauren.

And would you please
read the name that's printed?

JULES: Robin Cleary.

BULL: What about these photographs?
Are these also Lauren Wilson?

Yes. Why?

Bonnie Henson, Austin, Texas,

Nicole Markey in Chicago,
Mandy Mitchell in New Orleans

and Robin Cleary
from Indianapolis.

Mr. Caffrey, did you know the
woman you were engaged to

had five different identities
in five different cities?

Objection. There's been no
offer of proof, no prior discovery.

Hold on, Miss Giordano. Well?

We obtained Lauren's fingerprints
from the medical examiner,

we ran it through the FBI
identification database,

and this afternoon
we got a match.

Proceed.

Lauren Wilson, your fiancée,
wasn't Lauren Wilson, your fiancée.

She was Regina Preszler,
and she was a grifter.

Prosecution's trying to paint
you as some kind of player.

How does it feel to know that
you were the one who got played?

BULL: So, Mr. Caffrey,
did you have any idea

that Lauren Wilson was
actually Regina Preszler?

No.

Did you know Regina
Preszler was a grifter

in the middle of running a con
on you at the time of her murder?

No.

And given that she
was a con artist,

would it make sense that she had
a lot of shady characters in her life?

Objection. Relevance.

- Well?
- It's a hypothetical.

I am merely asking Mr. Caffrey,

who maintains he did not
murder his beloved fiancée,

if it's possible that someone
from this lady's sordid past

could possibly have killed her,

because thieves make enemies.

JUDGE: Answer the
question, Mr. Caffrey.

I suppose it's possible.

- I just know it wasn't me.
- BULL: No further questions.

Do you need a moment,
Mr. Caffrey? Tissue? An Oscar?

- No, thank you.
- I have one line of questioning.

Are you sure you didn't
know Lauren was conning you

before she was murdered?

I had no idea until right now.

Because that would make one
hell of a motive, that kind of betrayal.

- Objection.
- Yeah, I'm sure you object.

Let me reframe.

Person like you,
wealthy public figure,

neglected to do a simple
background check on your fourth wife?

I thought... what
we had was real.

[LAUGHS]

You're gaming again. I knew it.

Oh, uh, hey.

Um, uh, it's... it's
not what it looks like.

It looks like you're binging
on Titanfall and Ray's Pizza.

- I'm sorry, Cable. I'm really sorry.
- Yeah. You should be.

You ever lose to a girl before?

Because you're going down.

And next time don't buy
me so many presents.

You look like a Rodin sculpture.

You got hustled,
Jules. It happens.

I know it happens,
just not to me.

I didn't run a background check

because I didn't wanna
find any deal breakers.

Love is blind.

You will mourn. You will heal.

And you will live to love again.

I will never forget her laugh...

How she cried every time
she watched Casablanca,

even how she tugged at
her brow when she got tense.

- Man, I just...
- What did she do?

Um, she tugged at her
brow when she got all tense.

You don't have a picture
of her doing that, do you?

Um...

Yeah, a video.

[CHUCKLES]

- Even better.
- Yeah. Oh, Bull.

This was when she was
trying out for my cheerleaders.

She was so mad I recorded it.

Ah, there it is.
God, I love her.

[LAUGHS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.

OK. Thanks.

Jury's back. It's decision time.

MAN: Will the defendant
please rise for the verdict?

JUDGE: Madam Foreperson,
do you have a verdict?

WOMAN: We do.

We, the jury, find the
defendant, Jules Caffrey,

not guilty.

Oh, man.

You're gonna be OK.

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

So, Shelley...

Look, I'm not
gonna pretend, Bull.

It makes me sick when
a killer beats the rap.

Then let's go find a killer.

Hey! Check the bearing
partition on the second floor, huh?

MAN: You got it!

Chris!

Jared Preszler.

- Name's Derek.
- Derek, Matthew, Ben, Jared.

- You're all under arrest.
- For what?

The murder of your sister,
Regina Preszler, aka Lauren Wilson.

BULL: Your tell is
called trichotillomania.

It's a physical tic where
you tug at your eyebrow.

Your sister Lauren did it too.

SHELLEY: Turns out it's often
a shared trait among siblings.

Just like your DNA, which
was found at the crime scene.

They missed it the first time,
since it's so much like Regina's.

It's a good thing you testified.

Jared Preszler, on the
ground! On the ground!

On your knees.

Thank you.

Well, The Jules Show
deserved a satisfying ending.

- You hungry?
- I am.

OFFICER: On your feet.

CABLE: Check me out.

BULL: Well, Jules,
there is an upside.

Now you know
Lauren loved you back.

True.

You started out as this guy who, well,
you got arrested for fighting injustice.

And that's what you did. And that's
how you earned that humanitarian award.

Well, I thought by becoming
the player, aggressor, defender,

I would never become
a victim myself.

I think you're ready to reboot
The Jules Show. Second act. 2.0.

[JULES CHUCKLES]

So says the man with
his own three-ring circus.

- Those clowns?
- [LAUGHS]

No, you have your own show.

You just put it on
behind the scenes.

Hmm.

Maybe you should try taking
the spotlight more often.

You know, a very wise
man once said to me

that you can get anything
you want out of people

as long as you're not
hung up on taking the credit.

Nobody needs to know my name.

Excuse me.

- Can I take a picture with you?
- You mean with Jules?

- Yeah. Who are you?
- Nobody important.

BULL: All right,
let's play some darts.

I think Benny's the only one
that owes me money, so...

- Mm-hm.
- It's a simple game.

You just go like this.

Oh, what? What?
No one say it, please.

MARISSA: Bull's-eye.