Bull (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Just Tell the Truth - full transcript

Man: Let's go, let's go!

We got two more bacon-wrapped scallops

and one more pigs in a blanket.

Hey, who's got the cilantro?

Come on, faster, faster.

Dessert's in 20 minutes.

All right, you ready?

(indistinct conversations and laughter)

Dominick: Richard, Richard, Richard.

Hey, that's a nice
monkey suit, Dominick.

I almost didn't recognise you.



Yeah, well, right back at you,
Richie Rich,

only I don't think yours is a rental.

(both chuckle)

Dominick: Did your girl buy it
for you? 'Cause, uh...

- we both know you can't afford it.
- Hey, how about,

"Thank you so much, Richie,

for hooking me up with this gig.

I really needed the cash." Right?

- All right.- Come on, behave yourself.
I'm going to introduce you to Layla.

Gavin: You couldn't find an
easier way to make a statement?

Layla: You really think
that's what this is?

That I'd choose my fiancé to make some
sort of statement? Daddy, please.

I can't imagine you'd be with
somebody like him. He's a loser.

Dominick: That guy's the loser,
all right? Screw him.



Yeah? That guy's my
future father-in-law.

- We'll pick this up later.
- No...

Mum, please...

Richard: Layla, come on. Seriously?

- No, look, just relax, he didn't mean it.
- He did mean it.

- He called me a loser.
- I'm going to talk to him some more.

- (talking over each other)
- The lovebirds are really getting on.

- Looks like it.
- Layla!

Wait!

Hey, wait!

Layla!

Layla, come back!

(gasps)

(man grunting)

(Layla grunting)

All right, before you text him,
just let me do some digging.

No, Cable, promise me you won't.

Who are we talking about here?

Remember that
deceptive advertising lawsuit?

Our client's brother?

Chunk's going on a date with him.

The guy with the shoulders.

I remember reading in
his profile that...

No, please don't.

I don't Google my dates,
I don't Facebook-stalk.

I trust my gut, and let the relationship
develop, like a good novel.

Chunk doesn't realise that our tools
from work can be used for play.

I don't need recon for my dates.

I know how to read people.

Why waste time if there's
a deal breaker on day three?

My ex Greg and I had open access.

We allowed each other
to look at our phones.

- No wonder you broke up.
- It was liberating.

We already knew
all the mundane stuff,

so we could have really
in-depth conversations.

That's eerily romantic.

(Chunk scoffs, phone chimes)

Oh, I need to find Dr Bull.

We just got a job offer.

(typing on keyboard)

Newscaster: Newsfront
correspondent, Jackson Norse,

joins us now. Jackson?

Jackson: Daughter of billionaire
Gavin Everton

was found brutally murdered
outside a charity event.

Police have arrested
her fiancé of two weeks,

Richard Fleer.

Richard was about to
sign a plea, 20 years.

It wasn't enough for me,
but at least he was going away.

I still can't believe she's gone.

I'm sorry for your loss.

It's unreal. This public defender

came out of the woodwork last week,

and somehow convinced
Richard to go to trial.

Mrs Everton: Doesn't make any sense.

He confessed.

Gracias, Sheila.

Sheila: De nada, Señora Everton.

Marissa: We appreciate
you asking us here

to talk to you about how we
can help you with the trial.

Mrs Everton: Though Gavin was only
a witness in the previous litigation

Dr Bull handled,

Gavin said he never met anyone

who understood juries
and trials the way you do.

Well, it was just a case about
somebody reneging on a deal.

We wouldn't have won
without you on our case.

You see things other people don't see.

How did Richard and Layla meet?

They met at a restaurant
on the Upper East Side.

A fancy place. He's a line cook,
works in the kitchen.

Richard was peeling potatos.

Had she fallen for guys
like that before?

Layla's always had
a rebellious streak,

but she would've grown out of it.

They were engaged, weren't they?

I don't know how he convinced her;

they'd only known
each other six months,

and it was so clear
he was after her money.

(doorbell rings)

Mrs Everton: Excuse me.

I got it.

If you take this on for us,
this should cover the fee.

And more. That's very
generous, Mr Everton.

Our daughter deserves justice.

And if Richard and his attorney
try to cheat the system,

you get that son of a bitch
locked up for life.

(footsteps approaching)

Hmm.

Mrs Everton: This is Sam Perkins.

District attorney's office.

I'll be prosecuting the case.

Dr Jason Bull.

I saw your clear rate with convictions;

that's very impressive.

That's my job.

They ship them in, I ship them out.

And this one's going to go quick.

Hmm, slam dunk, huh?

You can cash that check today.

Well, since they went to
the trouble of writing a check,

maybe I should take a minute or two

and review the facts of
the case as you see them.

Layla and Richard were seen
arguing at a charity gala.

They'd been engaged
less than two weeks.

And based on eyewitnesses,
she was dumping him.

And that's when Layla
ran out of the gala.

Yeah, it got heated.

Richard chased her out,
and an hour later,

Layla's body was found
around the corner.

Anyone see the murder?

No.

But we got all we need on him.

So they picked up
Richard on a park bench,

disoriented.

And he had Layla's blood
on his shirt sleeves.

Perkins: The evidence

is just gravy.

When you have a confession.

Detective:
Where'd you find the rebar?

Richard: There was
a construction site nearby.

That's what you used to hit Layla?

(sobbing)

Hey.

It's OK, Richard.

It's OK.

You'll feel so much better
once you get it all out.

Yeah, I killed her!

OK?

I hit her on the head.
She went down.

It's all sort of a blur.
I don't know, I killed her.

(computer beeps)

Like I said, ship them in,
ship them out.

Really? Time-stamp says 1:19.

Police picked him up at 2:00 a.m.

That's 11 hours in the box.

Your detective didn't let up.

Detective Murphy's a good cop.

Hmm. Still.

(computer beeps)

Richard: Can I please
just have some water?

- Some water.
- Murphy: Of course.

Whatever you want.

11 minutes or 11 hours...

We got a confession.

Guy's guilty.

I want justice as much
as the Evertons, Mr Perkins.

As much as you do.

Which is why I will take this case.

His case.

What?

Oh, I'm hungry. You hungry?

I could go for something extravagant,
like a wildebeest or a hippo.

- Bull?
- What?

We just gave up a huge payday.

Not to mention,
the suspect confessed.

If you just murdered someone,
would you go sleep on a park bench?

It's hard to say;
I've never murdered anyone.

But don't push me.

The first thing he asked for
after his confession was water.

Makes me wonder how much
food and water he had

during his 11 hours of interrogation.

11 hours isn't that long.
When I was at Homeland Security,

we had suspects who
took months to confess.

Terrorists believe in a cause.

Richard was a line cook
who just lost his fiancée.

The facts line up too
easily against this kid.

I know; most people hear
a man confess to murder,

and they think "guilty."

You hear a man confess,
and you give up a fortune

to represent him.

(sighs)

- It's great to be me, isn't it?
- Wait, where are we going?

- Jail.
- What?

Dr Bull.

I was surprised you wanted
to meet with a confessed killer

and a lowly public defender.

I hear the Evertons
offered you a king's ransom

to put Richard away.

So I can't imagine why you'd
drag yourself down here.

It's no time to be cynical, Isaac.

You don't know it yet,
but you just won the lottery.

Richard, how they
treating you in here?

Food OK?

Yeah, it's fine.

Hmm.

You used to cook Wagyu beef
with balsamic reduction,

and now you're eating
rotten produce, fake cheese,

and drinking purple sugar-water.

But it's fine, huh?

Well, I guess we've learned

one thing about you:

you admit to things
that aren't true.

Yeah, you probably should've
just taken that money, then.

Why? Because you're guilty?

Layla,

she came from money.
Serious money.

Your dad's unemployed.

Brother did time for assault.

What was Layla Everton
doing with a guy like you?

We were in love. That's what
she was doing with me. (grunts)

Back off.

- My client's been through enough.
- Agreed. Which is why

this should be the end of his
nightmare and not the beginning.

- Why did you confess?
- I don't know.

My head was all messed up.

It was like I was in a fog.

All I could think about
was trying to get out of there

as quick as I could.

I kept asking them
what happened to Layla.

All that cop would say was,

"Well, you got to get that
guilt off your chest."

You feel guilty about something?

Well, I'm the reason she was
out on that street alone.

So, yeah. That was my fault.

I should've been there for her,
but I did not kill Layla.

I loved her.

Isaac:
We are going to show the jury

that the police set up Richard

because he was from the
wrong side of the tracks

and the Evertons never wanted
him near their daughter.

No, Isaac. If we make this
about rich versus poor, we lose.

If we make it about money
or class, we lose.

They're going to make this
about Richard's confession.

And that is what
we're going to destroy.

It's your lucky day.
I'm going to take this case.

(door clanks)

♪ ♪

One more keystroke,
and all of the details

of Chunk's date will be revealed.

- Cable, I told you that I don't want...
- Yeah, yeah, you don't want to know,

but we do. Hit it, Cable.

(sighs)

Danny: Hmm. Oh, wow.

- Cable: Oh, boy.
- You're not going to bait me.

Danny: Oh, wow.

I don't need recon for my date!

Bull: How many people think
Richard Fleer is guilty?

Really?

It's called job security.

Bull: Ah. I don't believe
this is why I hired you.

Can I see a show of hands?

That's better.

- Why?
- Simple. The evidence led to Richard,

and he caved within a day.
Half a day.

But the research says
it's much more complicated.

Even when they know they're innocent,

60% of people
will end up confessing

when told there's overwhelming
evidence against them.

60%?

25% of convicts
who are exonerated

actually confessed.

I just can't imagine confessing
to a murder I didn't commit.

And that, my dear Cable,
is what we are up against.

Everything else in this
case is circumstantial.

But when it comes to false
confessions, it's tricky.

People know they happen;
they just don't know how.

If we focus solely
on the confession,

we're missing the bigger picture.

- People know...
- Isaac, take a breath.

Dr Bull, I don't think you appreciate
the opportunity this case gives us.

Yes, I do.

And there's a time
and a place for that.

This is not the time.

Our job is to get Richard
a not-guilty verdict.

And our mock trial
has told us that

we get that by focusing
on the confession.

How do we show the
confession was coerced?

In voir dire.

We need to find people who can
relate to being coerced.

And then, Isaac, you and I are going to
figure out what techniques were used

to make Richard give
that false confession.

Then all we have to do
is get the jury to understand

that if they were in
the came circumstances,

they might make a false confession.

Chunk, Cable, prepare for
an 11-hour footage fest.

Cull through every minute
of Richard's interrogation.

I'll make the popcorn.

No butter. Also, log
every technique used

during the interrogation,
would you?

- Danny.
- Yeah?

They never found the
rebar used to kill Layla.

- I'll check the crime scene.
- Nice.

Our culture is reaching
a breaking point, Dr Bull.

So am I, Isaac.

Here's the thing. You know
what's better than being right?

Being right and winning.

So save your speech until you're
on those courthouse steps

with your vindicated
client by your side.

OK?

- Do you have a blue suit?
- No.

OK.

Bull: Chunk, we got to
get him a better suit.

Detective Murphy, thanks for
running me through the crime scene.

- You didn't have to.
- Yeah, I help out former cops,

even if they were Feds.

Besides, someone on the
force has to escort you.

And it's fun for me to see you
come up empty-handed, you know?

Usually, I only see the Feds when
they swoop in to muck up my case.

Solve them on your own, and
you wouldn't need us to swoop in.

- OK. Uh-huh.
- Is this where you found her body?

Right by the garbage bin. Tragic.

You guys think she was
murdered with rebar?

Yeah. The head wound is consistent

with the size and shape
of pieces of rebar we found

by the construction site nearby.

I don't see any wall splatter
from the rebar hits.

Well, we think
he brought the rebar down

on her head in a vertical fashion.

Far as we know.

That's why there was
only blood on the Dumpster.

(echoing bang)

Well, what do we have here?

What?

What, do you see something?

Possibly. Here, give me a bag.

Murphy: What'd you find?

What the hell is that?

Danny: Could be something.
Could be nothing.

- I should probably take that in.
- Yeah, you should.

_

(door buzzes)

What's all that?

Thought maybe
you could make a snack.

- Plastic knife?
- You are still in jail.

That's the good stuff.

So... are you trained classically?

Uh, no. Growing up, our,
uh, our big night out

was the buffet at Sizzler.

Mm. Well, from the
buffet to fine dining.

- You've come a long way.
- Yeah, right.

I was working at this place
called Pasco's for a few years.

I started out as
a junior chef and

been climbing my way up,
you know.

That's where you met Layla.

(chuckles): She, uh...

She came in one night
on a bad date,

and I was, I was on a break,

and I saw this guy
making moves at her.

And it was pretty clear that
she wasn't into him, so I,

I rescued her.

She hung around
until my shift was over,

and, uh, I made us a meal.

And that was our first date.

Little did you know, she was
a billionaire's daughter.

She never made that
a thing between us.

Money didn't matter to Layla.

Why else would she want to marry
a broke cook like me, right?

Maybe 'cause she saw
something in you.

I don't know. I mean, she always
said she wanted to invest in me.

Open up a restaurant together,
but I... I just didn't want

our relationship to be about that.

All right, hang on.

There.

Smoked salmon tartare
with an incarcerated dill sauce.

All right, here we go.

- Very well done.
- (chuckles)

Look at that smile.

That's the Richard we
need to see in court.

Confident, believes in himself.

The jury's only seen you fall
apart in the confession video.

I think it's time
they see the real you.

- Voilá! (laughs)
- Benny: Um...

I don't get it.

- The screens all look the same.
- Marissa: No, no.

No, no.
I just spent the last 36 hours

installing the "TAC
Coercion Coefficient."

Well, maybe an explanation
in English would help.

Bull: This is the key
to Richard's freedom.

We can now assess every juror's
susceptibility to coercion.

It evaluates language patterns,
how often our jurors

fall prey to Internet scams,

their inability to hang up
on telemarketers.

- I mean, the works.
- Danny: Wait.

So the more gullible a juror is,

the more likely they are
to relate to Richard?

Not just gullible, but susceptible.

Look, we need people
who can understand

how Richard could confess to a crime

that he didn't even commit,
under the right circumstances.

If the coefficient's
above eight, muy bueno.

If it's below three, no muy bueno.

Benny.

These are voir dire questions.
Get them to Isaac.

- Oh, this will be fun.
- Mm-hmm.

Judge: You may proceed with
the questions, Counsellor.

Isaac: What if I were to tell you that
while we were sitting here in court,

your car was being towed outside?

Perkins: Objection, Your Honour.

He's antagonising the jury pool.

Is he serious?
Did I get my car towed?

Yes, Counsellor, are you serious?

Uh, it's a hypothetical.

No one's car was towed.

(earpiece beeps)

Bull (over transmitter):
Rocco from Long Island.

How low's his co-co?

- His what?
- Bull: His co-co.

Coercion coefficient.

His ability to be forced
into undesirable situations.

Like a false confession,

and, or, you know,

- marriage.
- Marissa: Uh, cute.

I like it... co-co.

Uh, his is 8.4. It's very good for us.

Now, gathering from
his Facebook posts,

he complained when his company
went to 30-minute lunches,

and he was demoted... twice.

- Still works there.
- Bull: Demoted twice.

Didn't leave. Lemming.

Poor guy would walk off a bridge

- if someone told him to.
- Marissa: I'd walk off a bridge

- for you, Bull.
- Bull: Yes, that's because

I'd be under it,
waiting to catch you.

And you'd both die from the fall.

Cable.

What? I'm stating facts.

- She's wrong; I'm very strong.
- OK.

Isaac: Let me rephrase.

Is it hypothetically possible

you could have misread
the juror parking signs

and have gotten your car towed?

I thought I followed the directions.

You sure?

Maybe not.

Bull: Caved in 30 seconds.

Welcome to the jury, Rocco.

Uh, acceptable to the defence.

Now, sir, excuse me.
Let me ask you one question.

No. Now don't even try that.

If you towed my car,

you have until I walk out of this room

- to bring it back.
- Cable: Arnold's a shift manager

for a small retailer.

Oversees eight employees.

Co-co of 1.9.

Mm-mm.

Immune to excuses,
even if they're explanations.

This guy's never going to see
Richard as anything but guilty.

Uh, we move to strike
this juror. (clears throat)

Ma'am, I know

we're told to avoid pyramid schemes...

- Hey.
- Hey.

Heard we got nine jurors who,
uh, scored high on the co-co.

That's encouraging.

We still got three who
are almost impossible

to convince Richard
falsely confessed.

How'd your crime-scene
tour with Murphy go?

Well, I think I figured out

why the cops didn't find
the murder weapon, because...

that's the murder weapon.

Garbage bin?

I think the killer smashed
her head against it.

(grunting)

See how her wound matches

the bar on the garbage bin?

Prosecution know about this?

- Well, I didn't want to tip my theory.
- Hmm.

And it doesn't necessarily
exonerate Richard.

Well, it makes a better
story than the rebar.

- Can we test it for DNA?
- Nope.

It's rained since;
washed everything away.

Bummer.

What do you make of Murphy?

I like the guy. I have a lot
of friends like him, you know?

I mean, I get why he thinks

that rebar was, uh,
used as the murder weapon.

There's a lot of leftover
construction material

around the crime scene.

Murphy thinks he got the right guy.

Oh.

I also found this,

wedged in the garbage can.
You see?

- Is that glass?
- Yeah.

I can see why the cops missed that.

- I almost did.
- Well, let's show this photo

- to a glass expert.
- That's where I'm headed.

Always a step ahead.

And let's find a non-damning
reason why Richard

would have Layla's blood
on his shirt sleeve.

Dr Bull, we trusted you,

and you decided to help the
killer. What about Layla?!

Mrs Everton, I know this is
difficult for both of you, but

certain things are going to
come to light during...

Son of a bitch!

Are you sure you don't
want to go to the E.R.?

Your jaw could be broken.

It's not broken. I've
been punched before.

Girlfriends don't count.

Speaking of girlfriends,
I think I figured out

why Richard has Layla's
blood on his shirt.

She was helping to clean up
a piece of broken glass.

Look at that. See how
she's grabbing his arm?

Well done.

Now we can focus on
dismantling the confession.

How is our jury looking?

Well, after hearing
opening arguments,

we have two jurors suspicious
enough of police behaviour

that they're already
inclined to believe

that Richard was coerced
into confession.

In a trial where I expected
to be at 12-zero,

I'd say we have a head start.

Seven others tested
high on our co-co.

Ah. Coercion coefficient?

- It's cute.
- Thank you.

But even though they tested
high, they are open to hearing

both sides of the argument.

They want proof that Detective
Murphy forced that confession.

We have our work cut out for us,
but I'm confident we can sway them.

The three I am worried about are...

Lily, Wendy and Doug.

They're the ones we have
to focus our language on.

Marissa: Doug played hockey
for Boston College.

He's performed well under pressure,
and has a hard time understanding

how Richard could crack.

Wendy, 42, programmer,
believes in systems and order.

She was one of the bombs we weren't
able to defuse in voir dire.

These are the hills we climb.

I'm going to go have a serious talk
with our own Clarence Darrow.

Detective Murphy used
four psychological techniques

to get Richard to make
a false confession.

You're going to use them on me?

No. You are going to make
Murphy acknowledge

that he used each
and every one of them

in court.

We know that at least nine
members of our jury have been

tricked or coerced at some
point in their lives.

And when they come to understand

that Murphy used these techniques

to get a false confession
out of Richard,

they're going to be on our side.

Detective Murphy, let's talk
about the 11 hours you spent...

Isaac: The 11 hours you spent

eliciting a confession
from my client.

For murder. Sure.

How many times did Richard
tell you he was innocent?

Murphy: I couldn't tell you.
What I do know

is that he said he was guilty.

Once.

But before that,

59 times

Richard told you he did
not kill Layla Everton.

- Does that sound about right?
- Bull: That sound about right?

That's when you hit Murphy
with the first bullet point.

- Mental exhaustion.
- Mental exhaustion!

Wear your subject down, am I right?

Guilty is guilty,
no matter when you say it.

Bull: Then you move on

to technique number two...
The promise of escape.

Detective Murphy, once Richard

was exhausted, uncomfortable,

claustrophobic, did you...

Tell him that the
only way he could escape

was by admitting he killed Layla?

You asking if I trapped him?

I did not.

I told him it would feel
better to tell the truth.

I told you already
I didn't kill Layla.

Will you please just let me go home?

Murphy (over video):
Hey, listen, until you admit

what you did to her,
you're not going anywhere.

Isaac: Well, it looks like we can
check off box number two.

Then there's tactic number
three... offer a reward.

Detective Murphy, isn't
that exactly what you did

right here?

Murphy: So, uh...

Please. I'm really thirsty.

Murphy: Start talking about
what happened in that alley,

and I'll get you a gallon
of water if you want.

Will you look at that?

Three out of four.

One more for the clean sweep.

Let's talk about your final
technique... forcing language.

Bull: Did you feed Richard
the language that wound up

- exactly...
- Precisely, verbatim

in his confession?

It doesn't matter
what I said to Richard.

OK? If you're innocent,
you'll say so,

- no matter what.
- Even after 11 hours?

Go visit a prison.

Every killer behind bars

swears he didn't do it.

Isaac: Richard just found
out he lost his fiancée...

I agree with the detective.

I don't care how hard you push me.

If I didn't do it,
I'm never confessing.

And you prodded
and you twisted his words,

until he didn't think
there was any other way out.

Did you ever consider

that maybe you were pushing
an innocent man to confess

to a crime he didn't commit?

Never.

I'm withholding judgment
until I hear from Richard.

Something about him...

He just looks guilty.

Well, how can three people
still not be convinced?

They want to hear from you.

Well, if they want to hear
from me, then I want to do it.

I'm concerned you're not ready.
You're too emotionally raw.

Well, you can work with me.

Chunk says you're the best
person alive at witness prep.

Can show you what the
prosecution's going to be like

in court,
but you're not going to like it.

Have a seat.

So when Gavin Everton said to you

you weren't good enough
for his daughter,

it got you angry, didn't it?

I don't care what Gavin Everton thinks.

Yeah, you looked around.

All of those rich girls

and all her rich friends,
the way they look down at you,

and thought that maybe
that's how Layla sees you.

No. No, sir.

She loved me. We were engaged.

Oh, for, what, like, two weeks?

It was already falling apart.

- Hey, come on.
- I think what happened

is that what Gavin said got to you.

And you knew that Gavin was right,

because deep down,
it struck a nerve.

He was right. You don't belong

with a girl like Layla,
not a guy like you.

- You don't deserve her.
- It wasn't like that. It was not...

So, when you followed
her into the alley...

I didn't... I didn't
follow her into the alley...

You said on the video you
followed her into the alley.

Were you lying then,
or are you lying now?

- I wasn't lying. I'm trying to...
- Come on! Tell me the truth!

Just say it. Let's get
this charade over with.

You followed her into the alley,
you didn't mean to do it,

but that's what happened!

OK, what do you want me
to say, huh? I killed her?!

OK, I dragged her body
to the garbage

like a piece of trash!
Is that it?!

Aah!

(sighs)

Jury's going to love that.

(sighs)

That's what I mean
by "emotionally raw."

(sighs)

Wait a minute.

How do you know
her body was dragged?

I don't know.

Well, we never talked about that.

It was never mentioned in court.

Murphy must have told me.
Look, what does it matter?

Taking apart Murphy on the
stand gained us two jurors,

but we still have five undecided
and three locked against us.

During the interrogation,
Detective Murphy told Richard

that Layla's body had been dragged.

OK.

Well, that information
wasn't available

until two days after his confession,

because it was only
in the M.E.'s report.

If the information wasn't
available until two days later,

how did Murphy
know she was dragged?

Somebody must have told him.

So, either Murphy
is hiding a witness,

or he's protecting
Layla's actual killer.

Bull: We have shown the jury

what Detective Murphy did

to get a confession, and
they still find him credible,

which is incredible,
so what do you think?

Is Murphy protecting someone with
intimate knowledge of the murder?

No. I don't think he's knowingly
protecting the killer.

My guess is
he has a criminal informant

whose identity he wants
to keep under wraps.

Isaac: Every witness should have been
logged in his police report, even CIs.

Oh, that's interesting. If we can
prove that he deliberately omitted

a criminal informant and key
witness in his report, well,

ruins his credibility, and it'll
swing the rest of the jury.

You want to put Murphy
back on the stand.

You really think that
would swing the jury?

Last time I had him up
on the witness stand,

I took him apart piece by piece.
It only won us two jurors.

Now we can attack his credibility,

not just his technique.

Danny: You can take him, Isaac.
I can walk you through it.

Isaac: It's just, I've been up against
cops like this. They're Teflon.

The jury wants to believe them.

Bull: Danny, put up Lily's info.

Her boyfriend lost his job,
they had a massive fight, and

she just filed a restraining
order this morning.

So, talking about
Richard's money problems

- is not going to move her.
- But Murphy's misconduct will.

It's time to come clean, Richard.

Richard: I didn't kill Layla.

Murphy: You dragged
her dead body next to

the garbage bin, you left her
there like a piece of trash.

Richard: No, I didn't.

Isaac: Now, would you mind telling
the court why you said that?

"Dragged like trash"?

I said it because it happened.

Isaac: That's from hour nine
of your interrogation

out of 11 excruciating hours.

You consider yourself
a solid detective, don't you?

- More than solid.
- I agree.

You take very detailed notes.

But nowhere in your
notes did you mention

that Layla's body was dragged.

Actually, it's first mentioned

in the medical examiner's report,

which I have here.

Would you mind reading the
date at the top of that report?

October 25th.

Isaac: Mm-hmm.
Now that's two days after

Richard's confession.

Am I right?

You know,
math was never my strong suit.

You'll have to forgive me. I'm, uh,

trying to sort all this out.

If you didn't know that
Layla's body was dragged until

two days after
Richard's confession,

why did you say that on the video?

I can't reveal my source.
It's a confidential informant.

Isaac: So, there's an eyewitness
to Layla Everton's murder,

whose account you used
to elicit a confession

from Richard Fleer, and you
failed to note it in your report?

- That's correct.
- Huh.

Now, I know that police are allowed

to lie to suspects

to elicit a confession,

but is this standard to
omit this information?

I didn't really think about it.

Isaac: Considering someone might

go to prison for life,

and how thorough you are
in every other aspect,

can you explain

why such a critical detail

didn't deserve
even a second's thought?

Yeah.

Because as an officer,
I have to protect my informants.

And I stand by him

and the murder confession

that resulted from this.

Hmm.

(gallery murmuring)

Marissa: Five yellows

swinging green.

We're making progress,
but there's still more to do.

No movement on our three reds.

Those three reds scored
low on the co-co.

Which is no bueno.

Hey, Chunk, can I borrow
you for a second?

- Yeah.
- Any idea what this is?

I ran it past
a forensic glass analyst,

and there's
not enough there to I.D.,

but he said that part
right there could be a bevel.

A bevel? Let me see.

If I had to guess,
I'd say it's a cuff link.

I had to order a bunch of those for
a photo shoot a few years back.

The whole box came broken.

Cheap cuff links at a
$2,000-a-plate charity ball?

I'd start with the service staff.

Thank you.

Benny: So, how do we convince our three
red jurors that Richard's innocent?

Well, we make them fully understand

what Detective Murphy
put Richard through.

You mean we arrest and interrogate
the holdouts until they break?

Well, we don't have to arrest them.

You're in the right
neighbourhood though.

We just have to get them
to crack under pressure.

(chuckles) Look at that.

- That's a good fortune.
- Is that...

(elevator bell dings)

We better hurry; the trial
starts back up again soon.

(elevator bell dings)

Ooh. Going up?

(clears throat) Sorry.

- Aren't you, um...?
- With the defence,

so we can't discuss the case,
yes. Or the Giants.

Why not the Giants?

Well, we wouldn't want
to jinx them, would we?

(elevator clanks, stops)

Oh, no good. We're stuck.

Jinx.

Lily: Stuck?

No way.

We can't be stuck.

Wendy: I don't like tight spaces.

- Bull: Just breathe.
- What do we do?

Uh, push the red button.

- Pull it.
- (button buzzes)

Oh, that's the good sound.

Marissa (over speaker): Security.

What's your emergency?

We got six people stuck in an
elevator at the courthouse.

You got to send somebody
to get us out right away.

Stand by, ma'am.

The hell do you mean, "stand by"?

- There's no ventilation.
- OK, let's just remain calm.

- Excuse me, are you on our way?
- Marissa: We contacted maintenance.

And unfortunately, they're
dealing with an unusual number

of service calls today.

You're going to have to sit tight.

How long?

No longer than a few hours.

A few hours?

We're jurors in a trial.

Stand by, please.

Well, what do we do if somebody
has to go to the bathroom?

We'll be fine.

Do it.

Just give them a little taste.

- (elevator clanks)
- We should get out of here.

I bet a medical emergency
gets a response.

Hmm. No, we could get in
trouble for that, right?

- Yes.
- This feels like a medical emergency.

Yeah.

(screaming, gasping)

Having a heart attack!

Let's call them back and
tell them that, OK?

(screaming, shouting)

Cable!

I told you not to trust
me with all this power.

It's just a little brake release.
They'll be fine. Relax.

Lying to get out of here?!

- I'm OK with it!
- Doug: So am I! So am I. Yeah.

Hi, uh,

it's the elevator people again.

We have someone in here going into

cardiac arrest.
We need help right now.

It's a medical emergency.

We can send the fire
department, but first,

can you please describe the symptoms?

Chest pains, um, red in the face,

trouble breathing!
I'm pretty sure it's a coronary.

That's it.

That's what we're looking for.

We got them.

(elevator whirring)

(chuckles): Oh.

Luckily, the power is back up.
I contacted the fire department

and they're sending EMTs right away.

- Lily: Never mind. False alarm.
- Bull: That was not fun.

The jinx is lifted though.

Giants are going all the way.

(elevator bell dings)

Word of advice: take the stairs.

That took all of ten minutes.

Imagine if you were
in there for 11 hours.

Who authorised the extra drops?

Tell Cable she has
dish duty all next week.

Moment of truth.

- Good luck.
- OK.

I made a few adjustments
to your closing.

I-I don't understand.

Oh, that's a winning speech.

You just got to trust me.

Perkins:
You can believe the witnesses,

and you can believe the evidence.

But most of all, you can believe

in the words right out of
the mouth of the defendant,

when he said, "Yes,
I killed Layla Everton."

People lie all the time. It's true.

But they lie to get out of jail,
not to get into jail.

When you say you did it, you did it.

This is the definition
of an open-and-shut case.

Isaac: Yes, it's true.

Richard confessed.

Once.

But he professed his innocence

59 times.

If Richard had money,

a lawyer would've been next to
him in that interrogation room.

Richard would've been out
in minutes, not hours.

If Richard had money,

he never would've been
forced into a confession.

But Richard doesn't have money,

so he gets me.

Every once in a while,
someone like me

gets to help an innocent man.

Detective Murphy forced
Richard to confess.

And without that confession,

all you have is reasonable doubt.

How long would you last
in that interrogation room?

Under the right circumstances...

Awful, frightening,

claustrophobic circumstances...

Don't you think
even you could panic

and convince yourself to say
something that wasn't true

if you thought
it might help you escape?

- Bull: How you feeling?
- Richard: I'm not sure.

A little freaked out.

I don't know how to thank you.

(chuckles) Well, don't thank me yet.

You know, when I was with Layla,

it always felt like
anything was possible.

She's the only person
who ever really believed in me.

And, uh, now that she's gone...

Listen, Richard, whatever decision
that jury comes back with,

just remember that
feeling she gave you.

Because what Layla saw in
you is still there.

And I'll be the first one to book a
table when you open your restaurant.

Why the hell'd you turn down
all that money for me?

There was a time when, uh,
I did cases for money.

And I never want to
have to do that again.

The jury's back.

Bull: All right.

Here we go.

(gavel banging)

Judge: Would the foreman
read the verdict?

On the charge of murder

in the first degree,

what say you?

We find the defendant,

Richard Fleer...

not guilty.

(gallery murmuring)

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

and for being an integral part
of the judicial system.

- Thank you.
- Judge: You are dismissed.

(gavel bangs)

I think now I can thank you.

Time to open a restaurant.

All right.

There may be reasonable doubt,
Dr Bull,

but I'm not convinced.

I told you
I'd get justice for Layla.

What do you mean?

One of my team

just got a lead on the real killer.

♪ ♪

OK, I'm meeting Nick tomorrow,
and this is driving me mad.

So ruin the end of the movie.

Read the last page of
the novel and spill it.

How 'bout I just show you?

Oh.

Wow. (laughter)

Chunk: So he's into
the Renaissance fair.

This is why
you should let me tell you.

No. I never should've
let you in my head.

I prefer to be surprised.

And now when he tells me,
I've got to fake it.

The question is:
how do you organically bring it

into the conversation?

I've picked up a few
interrogation techniques.

At the library.

(laughter)

Stop. Just stop.

You want me to talk
to your mother again?

No. This is Detective
Murphy's redemption.

Remember that piece of
glass I found?

It's from a $12 cuff link.

So I ran a background
on the service staff

and came across a friend of Richard's

who had a sexual assault
conviction wiped off his record.

Hmm. Guy's name is Dominick.

The cuff link proves he was the killer.

He originally told Murphy
that he saw Richard kill Layla.

But when we interrogated him

an hour ago, Dominick confessed.

So Murphy didn't know
his C.I. was the killer.

- He trusted him.
- Hmm. Disturbing.

Wow.

You're just full of
surprises. What's this?

That is from the Evertons.
They were at the police station

when Dominick gave his confession.
They wanted you to have that.

Said it was a thank you
for keeping your word.

That's our full fee.

Salud.