Bull (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 23 - Benevolent Deception - full transcript

[ZAPPING]

Peter, not inside the house.

- Uncle Leo.
- WOMAN: Peter.

- Gotcha!
- Be careful.

The gun thing makes me crazy, but
Peter and his friends seem to be loving it.

Come on, sis. They're
boys. All boys love guns.

No, I know, you're right.

And... thank you
for paying for it.

This is looking good.

Cecilia Novak? We have a
warrant to search the premises.

We need to look under
this deck right here.



Hey, can you give me a
minute? Just give me a minute.

Hey, kids, parents, can you grab your
plates and bring 'em into the house?

There's a lot of bugs out here.

Just grab your plates
and bring it inside.

I swear to God, I have no
idea what's going on here.

Don't say another word.

- Oh, my...
- OFFICER: Wow. That is quite a haul.

Those aren't mine. You know
that, right? Those are not mine.

Hey. Hey, that's not necessary.

Could you do it around the side of
the house, away from the windows?

- Mom!
- Peter, honey, it's OK.

- Sis...
- Just go back to Peter.

Everything's gonna be OK. I'm
calling my lawyer right now. Don't worry.

Everything's gonna be
fine. I'll take care of it.



We know you have a choice when
it comes to trial science companies.

Ah, thank you.

Nice.

- Yours?
- A client's.

Please apologize to your staff
about having to fly commercial.

I just wanted you to myself
so we could discuss the case.

OK. Tell me about
this mysterious case.

Once we're in the air.

OK, I'm 30,000 feet
up without a parachute.

What are we doing and
who are we doing it for?

Her name is Cecilia Novak.

She's a single mother,
has a ten-year-old son.

Works as a dental technician.
Very involved in her church.

Volunteers on her weekends
helping to feed the homebound.

And yet she's accused of...?

Hiding six kilos of
heroin beneath her home.

And I'm here to tell
you she didn't do it.

Well, apparently someone did.

That's not the kind of thing you
park under your house and forget.

That's gotta be worth a million
bucks. What's she looking at, 30 years?

Give or take.

Hmm.

You doing this pro bono?

- No. Why?
- Come on.

A young single mother
can't afford your services,

let alone a jet like this.

So, whose dime are
we spending here?

Boyfriend? Family member?

JP, clearly someone in this
woman's sphere is in the drug trade.

She is being charged
with hiding their drugs.

And that someone is
obviously paying for you.

I fail to see the relevance.

Well, here's the relevance. I
don't work for drug traffickers.

I'm waiting for you to tell
me we don't have a problem.

- I plead the Fifth.
- Then we're turning the plane around.

Bull, we're not working
for drug traffickers.

We're working for this
woman, Cecilia Novak,

who, I swear to you, has
nothing to do with drugs.

Whose defense is being
funded by drug money.

I don't know that.

Well... what do you know?

Look, Cecilia's brother is
a man named Leo Novak.

Allegedly, he runs the Miami
cell of the Baski drug cartel,

a fact that's never
been proven, by the way.

And you don't think there's
just the itsy-bitsiest chance

that he might be footing the bill for
you, me and Battlestar Galactica here?

Full disclosure. Leo
is a client of the firm's.

Another partner, a lawyer named
Gary Sharpe, brought him in.

Obviously the
drugs belong to Leo.

I have no way of knowing that.

And, besides,
that's not the issue.

I know you don't wanna
hear this, but... it is for me.

I'm gonna go talk to the
pilot. We're turning around.

Hey, Bull, this woman does
not deserve to go to prison.

And I'm not sure I can
untangle this mess alone.

Meet her. Just meet her.

This'd be a whole lot easier

if you didn't carry that face around
with you every time we did business.

Look, you owe me two more cases.

Just stick with me on this
one and we'll call it even.

Well, don't do that.

OK. Stick with me on this one
and we'll make it 30 more cases.

No more cases. A hundred cases.

Just stick with me.

- BULL: Fancy.
- This is Leo's boat.

Who'd have thunk it?

My question for you is
what are you doing here?

A boat like this
reeks of drug money.

Not doing yourself any favors
in the court of public opinion.

Well, unfortunately, the
DEA seized my home,

froze my bank accounts
and took my car.

Yesterday my boss let me go.

I need a safe place for my
son and me. Leo offered this up.

Not like I'm in a
position to say no.

Now that you've brought him up,
we need to talk about your brother.

I have to believe that's
who they're really after here.

Has anyone mentioned a plea?

I know what everyone
claims my brother does.

We don't talk about his work.

But when I gave birth to
Peter, he made me a promise,

trouble would never enter
my home or be a part of my life,

and he's always
kept that promise.

LEO: Anybody feel
like grouper for dinner?

Peter!

Look at you.

- How's my fisherman?
- I'm OK.

Come on. How many
fish did you catch?

- PETER: Eight.
- Eight? Wow.

You folks want a little tour?

JP says you're a shrink. Says you
can find a jury to acquit my sister.

Well, I've certainly
been known to help.

I know it goes without
saying, but anything you need.

Duly noted.

What do you know about me?

I know almost nothing,
but I suspect a great deal.

Have you heard of Silens?

They're a cartel out of Haiti.

Some people think they're
trafficking in narcotics.

Personally, I wouldn't know.

But some areas of
our businesses overlap.

I sense you're trying to make a
point, but it's flying right past me.

It's pretty simple.
We're competitors.

But instead of letting the
marketplace decide who's winning,

they chose to violate
the home of my sister,

plant a vast quantity of
drugs and then tip off the DEA.

- That's quite a theory.
- Who else could it be?

And how could those agents
know exactly where the drugs were?

They're doing this because
they can't get to me any other way.

OK, that's a theory.

Here's another. The
drugs belong to you.

Two things.

Number one, in order
for you to posit that theory,

you'd have to make an assumption I
strongly discourage you from making.

And number two, she's
my sister, he's my nephew.

Why would I choose
to do that to them?

I'm sorry.

For what? We took a nice airplane
ride. We met some nice people.

I know it all seems
ridiculously unsavory.

Is that what it is? Is that
that feeling in my stomach?

I couldn't put my finger on it.

Oh, no. Speaking of unsavory...

Welcome to the 305, my dear.

Oh, boy.

Dr. Jason Bull, this is one
of my partners, Gary Sharpe.

He runs the Miami office.
Leo is actually his client.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Bull.

I saw them setting up your video-game
arcade in one of the ballrooms.

Lots of bells and whistles.

And how was my boy
Leo? Did he behave himself?

Well, he didn't commit any
felonies while we were with him, so...

- Pardon me?
- Ah, well, you are pardoned.

Your client, on the other hand,

I think he's still waiting
for a call from the governor.

OK, so you guys
met. That's good.

- We...
- So what's the game plan?

When do I get a jury
questionnaire to review?

- Voir dire's right around the corner.
- Yeah, I apologize.

We've been on the ground
a whole two and a half hours.

How could I not
have that for you?

Cute.

Well, I guess I'll just
go back to my office,

wait for you to email
something over.

- Nice meeting you, Doc.
- It is, isn't it?

Hmm.

MAN: The streets of Miami were turned
into a deadly battlefield earlier today

when a shooting war broke out
between members of rival drug cartels.

- Police say they believe...
- I was just watching this in my room.

Do you think this
is special for us,

or do they do it for everyone
who comes down to Miami?

I mean, it's a gunfight
between two drug cartels

on a street where families live.

I mean, these are
very scary people, Bull.

Seven confirmed dead,
five from the Silens cartel.

BULL: The picture of innocence.

And yet... you run with
a pretty rough crowd.

Seven dead today.

What are we doing?

Defending a young mother
accused of something she didn't do.

OK. Save that stuff
for the law review.

If you wanna defend young
mothers, I'll drive you up to the Bronx

and you can throw a
rock and hit 25 of 'em.

What are we doing here
defending this particular mother?

She's looking at 30 years.

She's gonna need the
best counsel she can get.

Yeah, the jury is
not quite buying that.

And my staff is so scared, they're
getting ready to swim back to New York.

OK, how about this?

When I joined Reed, Strauss and
Associates almost eight years ago...

Before your name
was on the door.

Yeah, guys like that fellow
Gary you met this afternoon,

they were the real
rainmakers at the firm.

Defending professional criminals
is a pretty lucrative business model

if you can stand the smell.

Funny, you strike me as having
a more refined olfactory sense.

Yeah, I never swam
in that end of the pool.

I grew the litigation and
transactional business,

opened offices in New
Jersey and Connecticut

and finally got my
name on the stationery.

But the Garys of the firm
still bring in the big loot.

- And I made my peace with that.
- Until?

A week ago, I was called
into a video conference.

Cecilia had been arrested and
Leo wanted the firm to take care of it.

But Gary didn't wanna
take the lead on the case.

He felt sure that if it was him walking
into the court to defend Leo's sister...

All they'd see was a mob
lawyer trying to game the system.

So he asked me to take the lead.

- And I said no.
- Oh. Good girl. Can I go pack now?

And then he
told me, if I did it,

he would convince the other
partners to let me buy myself out,

take my clients,
open my own practice.

Ambitious. I admire that.

He had the paperwork
drawn up the next day.

- I just need him to sign it.
- Except you have to win first.

I know I tricked you
into coming here.

I wasn't very transparent
until it was too late.

But the truth is, I could
really use your help.

And Cecilia, who I really care
about, could really use your help.

There's that face again.

Sorry. I meant to
leave it in the room.

I'll see you in court.

See you in court.

We've got a problem.

What's that?

They don't wanna serve.

What are you talking about? On
the jury? Nobody ever wants to serve.

They've seen the news.
They know who's on trial.

And no one wants to wind up
on the bottom of the Atlantic.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is a criminal trial.

Is there anyone
here who doesn't feel

they can be a fair and
impartial member of this jury?

OK.

I have a child at home and
no one to take care of him.

- JUDGE: And how old is your son?
- 23.

My dog is very sick.

My car really isn't dependable.

I actually use drugs, so I'm
not sure I could be objective

with regards to a case
that actually involved drugs.

Your Honor, may we approach?

JUDGE: Mm-hm.

- What are we...
- Wait. Hold on.

Clearly these jurors are
terrified. And not without cause.

I mean, we've all seen the recent
rash of violence involving this defendant.

Objection. This defendant has no direct
connection to any violence of any kind.

- And the prosecution team knows it.
- I need a jury to have a trial, folks.

Any thoughts about
how we might proceed?

OK.

Everybody out! Out! Out!

I have a solution.

See you all back
here in one hour!

Uh-oh.

- It's an anonymous jury.
- A what?

An anonymous jury.

They're gonna sit back here and
watch the whole trial on television.

But why?

So we never get to see their
faces. We never know who they are.

So, how does this work, I mean,
in terms of you doing what you do?

[WHISPERS] I don't know.
I've never been here before.

Your Honor, you
can't be serious.

How can I be expected to mount
an effective defense for my client

if I can't see the jury,

if I can't gauge their reactions
to what they're hearing

and who they're hearing it from?

Before you get too worked
up, there's precedent.

US v Dinkins. And how
about you, counselor?

Would you like
to file a complaint?

No, we're totally on board
with this arrangement.

How amenable of you.

With all due
respect, Your Honor,

don't you think forcing
them to hide behind a screen

is going to convince
them they should be afraid?

- No, I don't think so.
- So how is this gonna work, then?

Are you gonna wear a hooded
robe with little cutouts for eyes?

- Pardon me?
- Well, that's the implication.

That this courtroom is not safe
and everyone needs to hide.

I'm not hiding.

I'll be in plain sight, as will you
and all the officers of this court.

And this meeting is over.
Now let's start voir dire.

They can hide their faces,
but they can't hide their voices,

their delivery,
choice of syntax,

word choice, intonation,
emotional response.

- And you can tell from that?
- Well, I think so.

Are you a native Floridian?

MAN: Born in Vermont.
Lived in Miami for 22 years.

White male. Deep, coarse voice.

Suggests to me he's
tall. Probably over 50.

And that means we want him?

[SIGHS]

I need to figure this out.

Do you have a
favorite zoo animal?

WOMAN: Zoo animal?
Well, let me think.

Flamingoes,
because they're pink.

- Female.
- WOMAN: Weird answer, but it's true.

Early 20s. Breathy, high-pitched.
Voice has sex appeal.

Tells me she doesn't
get embarrassed easily.

And that's what we want. She
won't be afraid to hear the truth.

And I suspect she's gonna
be able to relate to Cecilia.

Juror number three. Heavyset,
smoker, lots of allergies.

- [WOMAN SNEEZES]
- WOMAN 2: God bless you.

She presents nicely but
resents everyone privately.

Hates the fact that she smokes.

Equates it with drug addiction,
which is not good for our team.

She's out.

But juror number six,
who said "God bless you,"

good inside and out.

- She's in.
- We have our jury.

We'll resume tomorrow, 10am.

Cecilia, JP. I just got off the
phone with the US attorney.

We're prepared to make this
whole thing go away tonight.

I've got a list of questions. You
just provide verifiable answers...

- These are questions about my brother?
- Of course.

Miss Novak, I'm offering
you a chance to save yourself.

You have a child.
Don't be foolish.

We appreciate
the offer, counselor.

My client and I will take it
under advisement. Thank you.

OK, now, I know that wasn't
what you wanted to hear

and it's not what
we came here to do,

but, from my perspective,
that is an awfully good offer.

- He's my brother.
- And you're his sister.

And let's say he's telling the truth
and those drugs were planted by Silens.

That means they were
going after him, not you.

You should not
go to prison for him.

I will do anything for him
and he will do anything for me.

Sorry, but other than
write a big check to JP

and send armed goons into the street,
I haven't seen him do a damn thing.

Thank you, Mr. Bull. Can you
get yourself back to the hotel?

My client and I need to
have a private conversation.

Right.

When I was a little girl and
civil war broke out in Croatia...

I watched my parents get
gunned down by a firing squad.

I was nine.

I started shaking,
quaking. Shock.

My brother would hold me, hug
me, try to get my body to stop.

And then he finally found a
way out of there, out of Croatia.

12 years old. And my
body stopped shaking.

He protected me in
the refugee camps.

He got us to America.

And he never left me.
My brother never left me.

So you tell me now... if you
don't think you can do this,

I will get someone else, my
brother will get me someone else.

We can do this.

We can do this.

- What is your problem?
- Well, I'm trying to save her life.

I'm sorry if that doesn't work
with your business model.

How dare you. You call
yourself a psychologist?

Wake up, Bull. That
woman is never taking a deal.

The only lifeline she has
is us defending her in court.

I'm gonna head back
to the hotel, on my own.

Mmm.

And I meant what I said on the
plane. This should be our last case.

The anonymous tip is the key.

Whoever it was
that called the DEA,

well, they know whose
drugs they really are.

And if we can link it to Silens,

I think we can convince the
jury the drugs were planted.

It's funny you say that. Danny
put me onto a lead yesterday.

A guy connected to all
things Silens and Baski.

Yeah, we wanted to pay
him a visit this morning,

but the price of
admission is 5K.

Well, Leo said the vault's
open, anything we want.

Marissa, why don't you call JP's
Miami office and line up some cash?

Will do. Actually, where is JP?
Aren't you guys going to court together?

Mmm.

Well, she probably just
wanted to be alone for a little bit.

You know what they say
about too much of a good thing.

Oh, ye of little faith.

Well, you seem
surprisingly chipper.

You know how it is.

Just when it seems all is lost, the
answer suddenly appears to you.

Do tell.

X-ray specs. You know
what I'm talking about.

Advertised in some of the finer
comic books and men's magazines.

We just put 'em on and we can
see every move the jury makes.

I've got an assistant out there
scouring the 99-cent stores as we speak.

Clearly you're not in the
mood for sophisticated humor.

Well, watch this segue.

I have heard a vicious rumor that
the prosecution is gonna provide us

with a copy of the 911
call that tipped off the DEA

that the drugs were at
Cecilia's house in the first place.

Oh, there it is.

[GAVEL BANGS]

All rise.

Show time. I have so much to
tell you, but it'll just have to wait.

The way you run off at the mouth,
I can't get a word in edgewise.

The Baski cartel?
They are new, man.

Croatian, I think.

Yeah, they have a small distro network,
but they are aggressive and ruthless.

Like, whatever it takes to
get a foothold, you know?

So what do you know about
their turf war with Silens?

You know what "Silens" means?

It's Haitian French
for "silence."

And that's how they wanna keep it.
They don't want any undo attention.

That doesn't make any sense.

You don't plant drugs at
your competitor's sister's house

because you don't
wanna make noise.

Excuse me. You're... shrugging.

We just paid you $5,000
and you're shrugging.

I'm shrugging at what she said.

Except it's not a
question. It's a fact.

What? What did I say?

"You don't plant drugs at
your competitor's sister's house

if you don't wanna make noise"?

But the drugs they
found at Cecilia's

have already been
traced back to the Silens.

OK, now I'm shrugging.

When you trace a stolen item,

it doesn't necessarily
take you to the thief.

Sometimes take you back to the
person from whom it was stolen.

OK, so... you're saying that
the kilos were stolen from Silens?

I'm not saying anything.

Stolen by who?

Leo?

I'm still not saying anything.

Agent Conrad, what
is a cutting agent?

- Objection. Relevance.
- Overruled.

A substance used
to dilute a narcotic

so the dealer can
double or triple a profit.

And when you executed your search
warrant at the defendant's home,

did you find anything you suspect
could have been used as a cutting agent?

- Oh, I certainly did.
- Oh.

Powdered milk?

Your Honor, either it's snack time
or we have a discovery violation.

It was listed in the
search-warrant returns.

I'll allow it.

Talk to me. Tell me something.

Well, there's not a lot to say.

Agent Conrad, where did you find
these packages of powdered milk?

In a shed behind
the defendant's home.

Objection. That shed is my
client's office. Again, relevance?

It shows knowledge and
forethought and suggests intent

with regard to hiding
the contraband.

JUDGE: I'll allow it.

PROSECUTOR: Your witness.

MARISSA: I don't know
if it means anything,

but the mirror jurors
love this DEA agent.

OK, just between us,

how close do you think our
mirrors are to the actual jurors?

Well... they're all people.

- Fantastic.
- JP: Good morning, Agent Conrad.

Ever heard the expression,

"When you're a hammer,
everything looks like a nail"?

- Yeah, but...
- Let me help you.

In addition to powdered milk,

what else did you find
in Miss Novak's office?

I don't know. Papers, furniture, some
kitchen items. I don't recall exactly.

- Paper plates in bulk?
- Yes.

- Plastic utensils in bulk?
- I believe so.

- Individually wrapped hand wipes?
- Yes, I do recall that.

Are you aware, Agent Conrad, that
Miss Novak spends her weekends

delivering food to
invalids and shut-ins?

No, I'm not, but drug
dealers are notorious

for covering their criminal
activity with volunteer work

to throw us off the scent.

Powdered milk
is a cutting agent.

True.

But it's also powdered milk.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

I'm hoping JP just put
some points on the board.

Yep, on our board. On
the real board, who knows?

GARY: From my vantage
point, we're in some real trouble.

I think... we have to
change the narrative.

If I were calling the plays, I'd
start going after Silens. Hard.

BULL: Mmm.

Go after them how?

The idea that Silens planted
those drugs is a theory

and one we can't
prove right now.

You put it out there
and don't deliver,

it's game over, you've
lost that jury forever.

What do you know about the
jury? You can't even see them.

He doesn't have to see them to
know when an argument is weak,

and neither do I.

I'm gonna try and
stall another day,

hope something comes
back on that recording

or one of the other leads
we've been chasing down.

[CLEARS THROAT] Excuse
me. Can I steal you for a second?

- OK, what's going on?
- I had that tape analyzed.

I think we need to
see Cecilia. Now.

OK.

- Did you talk to Danny and Benny?
- No, not yet, not today.

Well, I'll fill you
in in the car.

[KNOCKING]

Come in. What's so urgent?

DISTORTED VOICE: There are lots
of packages. They're under the deck.

They were put there
yesterday. 5387 Fremont Street.

You know who did it.

- OK...
- That's your son. That's Peter.

No. It isn't.

Yeah, it is.

We had the tape analyzed.

The voiceprint
belongs to a young boy.

We were thinking he used
one of the burner phones

lying around his uncle's house,

ran it through a
voice distortion app.

He's a smart little guy.

And I'm fairly certain he knows
who put those drugs there.

And it wasn't
anyone from Silens.

It's pretty clear Peter
made the call to protect you.

He saw his uncle
hide those drugs

and he was afraid that you
were gonna get in trouble.

Maybe even killed.

You told me that your
brother made you a promise.

No trouble would make
its way into your home.

Well... I'm here to tell
you he broke his promise.

To you and your son.

Stop.

You're still willing
to go to jail for him?

And who's gonna watch
Peter while he's growing up?

Who's gonna take care of him?

His uncle?

If I say yes...

if I'm willing to turn...

how does it work?

[SIGHS]

[MARISSA GASPS]

Sorry. Didn't
mean to startle you.

Was just sitting here
listening to the ocean.

No problem. Mi
ocean es su ocean.

Do you happen to remember
the last thing you said to me

when you left me by
the pool with Gary?

It was...

"I'll be right back."

Oh.

Yeah. Well, here
I am. Here we are.

And what did you
find out? The 911 call?

Well, it appears to have
come from an airport payphone.

English-speaking male with
a middle-American accent.

So we have narrowed it down to,
what did we say, 47, 48 million people.

Ah.

And what about
our $5,000 source?

Mmm.

It's hard not to become cynical.

Uh... took the money
and we got nothing.

I have a call into the
Better Business Bureau.

They have me on hold, but
I'm keeping a good thought.

I'm depending on you, Mr. Bull.

I am all the way
out there on this.

Me, Cecilia and her little boy.

- I'm certainly here for you.
- Are you?

I know I said that this was
gonna be a kind of... ending,

and I know we've had
our disagreements,

and I know that you felt strongly
that I should be encouraging Cecilia

to betray her brother
and take a deal.

And if I thought for a second

that I or anyone else could
convince her to do that...

We don't have to go into
this. You've been... very clear.

This is a battle we have to win
in court, and that's why I'm here.

Are you really?

There's that face again.

JP, you need to trust me.

Now, we should
all get some rest.

We've got court
tomorrow morning.

Trust me.

Wake up the whole crew. Tell
them to meet me down at the beach.

Cecilia's agreed to
testify against her brother.

I've already gotten
assurances that if Cecilia talks,

the government will drop
all charges against her.

Well, wait a minute,
what happens next?

The second Leo hears that she's
making a deal, he'll have her killed.

Well, that's why I'm
talking to you all here.

Now, I have an idea.

It's a little out
there, but if it works,

Cecilia won't go to
jail and her brother will,

and it'll all happen within
minutes of each other.

And one more thing.

No one can tell JP or anyone
on her team anything about this.

BULL: Your Honor.

Apologize for shanghaiing
you on a... beautiful day like this,

but we wanna draw your attention
to a growing conflict of interest

between our client Cecilia
Novak and her brother Leo Novak.

I don't understand.

Well, Cecilia and Leo are
represented by the same law firm,

Reed, Strauss & Nunnelly.

What is it you're
proposing we do?

Well, with your permission, Miss Novak
has authorized Mr. Colón and myself

to act as her shadow counsel.

- Shadow counsel?
- BENNY: Yes, Your Honor.

She has empowered us to negotiate with
the government in secret on her behalf.

In return for a testimony
about a heroin shipment

she overheard her
brother Leo discussing,

all charges will be
dropped against Cecilia.

- And you're on board with this?
- I am.

Is this true? You agreed to
cooperate with the government?

Yes, Your Honor.

All right, then. Let's get back to
court so I can suspend the trial.

Actually, it's a little bit
more complicated than that.

With your permission, I'd like
Cecilia to go back into the courtroom

before anyone notices anything.

Fine.

- Yeah.
- It's OK.

We feel strongly Miss
Novak's life would be in danger

if her brother Leo or
Miss Nunnelly's law firm

were to become aware of her
cooperating with the government.

That's what the Witness
Protection Program is for.

She's not interested. She
wants to stay here in Miami.

She feels it's in the
best interest of her son.

It's also a condition
of her cooperation.

Well, I don't see
how that's possible.

It is, and the US
attorney's office is game,

if you'll entertain just one piece of
theater to guarantee Cecilia's freedom.

Morning, ladies.

Ah, we have a special
friend joining us.

Wow. You're unbelievable.

You're late, your client's
world's about to end

and you're... you're smiling?

- What are you taking?
- [CHUCKLES]

I just feel like it's
gonna be a great day.

Upon serving the warrant
and executing the search,

it is my responsibility to record
and log the contraband, the heroin.

Objection. Witness is speculating as
to the contents of the seized packages.

Your Honor, counsel
knows very well

that we're in possession of and
prepared to enter into evidence

a certificate of
analysis that will certify

that the seized packages all
contain morphine-derivative heroin.

Well, then, let's
get on with it.

Your Honor, the people offer into
evidence this certificate of analysis

of the heroin found on
Miss Novak's property.

This establishes the final
element in our case-in-chief.

Enter away.

- So accepted.
- Your Honor, thank you.

The prosecution rests.

- Your defense.
- Thank you, counselor.

May I see the certificate again?

Thank you.

Why are you stalling?

Oh.

Last page.

It's not notarized. The
certificate's not notarized.

Your Honor, there is a
fatal flaw in this certificate.

The last page isn't notarized.

What?

The government can only prove
that the substance is in fact heroin

if every page has
been notarized.

They've failed to do this.
We move to exclude it.

Wait... Wait a second. One
page of notarization. One page?

Come on, I mean, the
pages probably stuck together.

That's a technicality, Your Honor.
There's a notary down the hall.

I'll go out and find one
in two seconds. I'll...

Prosecution rested its
case. You rested your case.

It's too late now and you
know it. The door's closed.

Your Honor, our whole case
depends on that certificate.

It proves that the bricks in
Miss Novak's home were heroin.

Well, then, you should've
double-checked it, shouldn't you?

Your Honor, as the
government has just admitted,

without the certificate,
they have no case.

I move for a directed verdict.

Ladies and gentlemen of the
jury, thank you for your service.

Motion for a directed
verdict is granted.

I am finding the defendant
not guilty on all charges.

Miss Novak, you are free to go.

So, how does it feel, counselor,
to lose your biggest case?

You know how it is.
Win some, lose some.

What the hell just happened?

You're asking
me? I have no idea.

But you won. You won it all.
You got everything you wanted.

- Yes, I did, didn't I?
- Mmm.

Hey, do you still
have those papers,

the ones that allow
you to leave the firm?

What? Yeah.

You should have Gary sign those.

- There she is, buddy. Go get her.
- Mom!

Peter.

You did the right thing.
I'm glad you made the call.

I'm so proud of you.

Told you I'd take
care of you, sis.

PROSECUTOR: Leo Novak.

You're under arrest.

[SLOW PIANO MUSIC]

Wow.

Your biggest
client under arrest.

Can't be good for business.

Wait a second. He's
not your client anymore.

Good thing you got
him to sign those papers.

Good thing.

Well... I gotta go.

You should go celebrate.

You've changed
a lot of lives today.

JP: You lied to me.

You misled me.

Morning.

You deceived me.

Thank you.

I told you to trust me.

What time's your flight?

Three hours after
checkout, of course.

Pretty small of Leo not to lend us
his plane after we got him arrested.

People, they're always
disappointing me.

- [SIGHS]
- [PHONE BLEEPS]

There's my ride.

Wow. Well, you've
got a busy schedule.

Looking for new office
space, getting stationery.

I don't know what
to do with you.

Well, I can think of a few things,
but you don't wanna hear 'em.

Later, gator.

In a while, crocodile.

[SIGHS]