Bull (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 15 - Witness for the Prosecution - full transcript

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yes, ma'am?

Near the corner of Essex and
Grand, under the elevated train.

You wanna get us
something to eat?

- What do you want?
- Something that takes a while.

- I don't need that.
- Yes, you do.

[SIGHS]

What? Move! Move!

You don't touch my leg.

What do you want?
Move out the way. Move.

You don't touch a woman's
leg without permission.



What if I came over there
and I touched your leg, huh?

What are you looking at, little
kid? Huh? What if I did that?

Maybe even I touch the third leg
in between your other two, huh?

You like that? All
right? [LAUGHS]

Hazel. Ain't it
past your bedtime?

I'm waiting for a train. When's
the next train, meter maid?

Should be roarin' over our
heads any minute, darlin'.

I'm still waitin'.

I told you, there's
nothing to wait for.

I can't do the drops for you anymore.
I can't pick up your drug money.

It's getting out there.
I can't have that.

I got a family. I got
17 years on the force.

We're done, Hazel.

This isn't a paper route, something
you can just walk away from.



We got nine years together.

I got all kinds of crap
on you, Officer Sampson.

You know, that crap
flows both ways, darlin'.

Look, why don't we part as
friends? It was good while it lasted.

You wanna hear something funny?

I've been trying to get someone
to take you out for a month now.

Something about taking out a cop

brings out the old lady
in all the tough guys.

Well, it's nice to know
somebody still respects the badge.

Now, let me roll up
my window. It's cold.

Don't bother to roll it up.

You're gonna be cold in
just a minute either way.

Yeah, so I told
him, I said, "Yeah."

"Yeah," you know. "Don't touch my
leg." That's right. "Don't touch my leg."

That's right, yeah. What? Move!

I called him again.
Said he'd be right down.

Ah, morning.

Forgive me for the way
I look, feel and smell,

but I wasn't
expecting any visitors.

Well, forgive the way
I look, feel and smell,

but I wasn't planning
on doing any visiting.

Dr. Bull, I'm Gabrielle
Ramsden from the DA's office.

I apologize for waking you at two
in the morning, but I need a favor

and the district attorney said
that you were the man to ask.

Well, you can tell him I
already did one, I got out of bed.

Then I need another one. I'd like
you to get into that police car with me.

An officer has been shot and killed
and I need you to question the shooter.

Don't you have
detectives for that?

No, detectives won't do.
And time is of the essence.

Look, I'm happy to explain,

but I'd really prefer to
do it from a moving car.

The partner of the dead
officer caught the assailant.

- We've got her down at the precinct.
- Her?

- You ever heard of Hazel Diaz?
- Is she saying she's heard of me?

She's a Brooklyn crime
boss, has been for 30 years.

We've had her in custody seven
other times, but she's got this act.

Well, at least I
think it's an act.

Whenever she's in public, she
behaves like she's mentally ill,

talks to herself, big grand gestures,
looks to people who aren't there.

It's kind of genius. No sooner
do we get her downtown,

then her lawyer comes charging in,
demanding a competency hearing.

Whatever the crime, the judge
ends up sending her to Bellingham

for six months of
treatment and observation.

- Then she's right back out on the street.
- I'm sorry. I missed the part about me.

I'm hoping you and I get to the
precinct before her lawyer does.

And then I'm hoping if I get
you two in a room together,

that you'll be able to testify that
she's competent to stand trial.

That's why I had to pull you out of
bed, that's why he has his siren on,

and that's why we're going 70
miles an hour through Midtown.

BULL: Hazel, do you
know why you're here?

♪ Three blind mice, three
blind mice See how they run...

Hazel, I'm gonna begin a
forensic symptoms assessment.

♪ And she cuts off their
tails with a carving knife...

They wanna know
if you're a doctor.

They?

Well, you can just tell them I'm a fella
who's here to ask you a few questions.

So you hear voices.

♪ Have you ever seen
such a sight in your life?

Hey, guys. Are you listening?

He's asking me if I hear voices!

[LAUGHS]

Do you hear the voices on
the right side of your head

or the left side of your head?

Top or bottom?

Or do you hear them through
your teeth? That's a popular choice.

Did the voices tell you to
shoot that police officer?

I'm starting to get tired.

Were the voices telling you
Officer Sampson was dangerous?

- That he was a threat?
- No.

I don't know what he's
talking about either.

♪ Three blind mice
Three blind mice

♪ See how they run
See how they run ♪

Hazel?

Hazel, dear?

No more talking.

A shot in the dark.
Is this your attorney?

I'm afraid we haven't had the
pleasure. I'm Dr. Jason Bull.

Sean Perkins. I represent Miss
Diaz. And this meeting is over.

Interesting, isn't it,

that you knew the precise precinct
she would be at in the middle of the night,

when your client is in what appears
to be the middle of a psychotic break.

If not her, who could
have gotten word to you?

I'm sorry. I thought I made it
clear that this meeting is over.

You're a riveting
conversationalist.

And as for the rest of you, I look
forward to chatting again soon.

[KNOCKS DOOR]

Hey, hey. Letting the hubby
know you're almost done?

No hubby. It's my neighbor. She's
watching my seven-month-old.

Oh, congratulations.
Boy or a girl?

Shih Tzu. Boy. Tom Jones.

- I don't get it.
- You ever hear a Shih Tzu bark?

You know what a deep
voice Tom Jones has?

Got it.

Do you wanna grab
some breakfast?

No. I really need to know what
happened in your meeting with Hazel.

You know, I can
multitask. I can eat and talk.

I'm not gonna forget
between here and the diner.

Let's just do it here.

OK. Uh...

She didn't answer any of
the assessment questions.

I had a hunch that's how
she was gonna play it.

She's been to this rodeo before.

The key thing is, she's
conflating symptoms

of schizophrenia
and bipolar disorder,

and that is usually a sign
that someone is a fake.

And if you haven't studied
the nuances of mental illness

and you're not up to
date on your diagnostics,

she's giving a very
credible performance.

- What are you saying?
- I'm saying the judge may believe her.

No, I can't let Hazel
Diaz walk an eighth time,

not when she's killed a cop.

Hey, Ms. ADA, I'm on your team.

And the lawyer knows
that I'm onto them.

How can you be sure?

Well, the minute he walked into
the room, she knew to shut up.

It was absolutely clear
she knew he was coming.

And how is that possible if
she can't tell reality from fiction?

I mean, did she call him?

Will you testify to all of that
at the competency hearing?

Will I be able to buy
you coffee and eggs?

Not this morning, no.

I guess I'll have to testify
so that I can see you again.

- I guess you will.
- Are we sharing a police car home?

There's one out there for you.
I'm uptown. I'm taking the subway.

Hmm.

- You're tough.
- You're persistent.

I haven't even taken my
persistence out of the box yet.

Good night, Dr. Bull.
And thank you.

Mark my words, as soon as I'm
gone, you're gonna be very hungry.

- Good morning, Mrs. Sampson.
- Good morning, ADA Ramsden.

- So what do you think our chances are?
- How do you mean?

Chances of getting
that lying murderer

to take responsibility
for killing my husband.

To stand trial for the
first time in her life.

We're doing everything
we can, Mrs. Sampson.

In fact, this gentleman standing
next to you is here to testify

that there's no reason in the world
for Hazel Diaz not to stand trial.

Dr. Bull, as a licensed psychologist
with three PhDs in human behavior,

could I trouble you
for your observations?

Of course.

Initially, Miss Diaz displayed the
textbook signs of schizophrenia:

delusions and hallucinations,

carrying on conversations with
people who were not in the room with us.

RAMSDEN: That sounds serious.

Did Miss Diaz display any
other signs of mental illness?

She did.

She displayed signs of rapid
and disorganized speech,

which is typically a symptom of
bipolar disorder, not schizophrenia.

Is it common for a person to
simultaneously display signs

of schizophrenia
and bipolar disorder?

No, not common, not
normal, not... credible, frankly.

When a person shows
symptoms of several disorders,

it is almost always a key
indicator the person is malingering.

I'm sorry. Can you define
malingering, Dr. Bull?

Malingering is when a
person fakes a mental illness

in order to evade
responsibility for something.

And in your expert opinion,
is Miss Diaz malingering?

Oh, in my expert opinion, Miss
Diaz is the queen of malingering.

Based solely on the fact that
she was conflating symptoms

of several illnesses?

Oh, no, not solely.

It was also hard to miss
Miss Diaz's response

when her attorney was
walking into the room.

The second he walked in, he
ordered her to stop talking and she did.

It was obvious
she recognized him,

obvious she was not
surprised to see him,

obvious she knew he was coming,

and lucid enough to respond
to all of his commands.

So to sum up...

To sum up, this woman
is clearly not mentally ill.

She knew exactly what
she was doing that night

and she is perfectly
capable of standing trial.

Thank you, Dr. Bull.

Dr. Bull, approximately how long did
your interview with Hazel Diaz take?

Perhaps 20 minutes.

It might well have lasted longer,
but, as I mentioned, you showed up.

So on the basis of a
single 20-minute encounter,

you think you can diagnose
this woman's mental state?

I didn't claim to
diagnose her mental state,

whatever your
definition of that is.

I am simply here to
offer my expert opinion

as to whether or not she
is competent to stand trial.

Are you aware that this woman
has been suffering from schizophrenia

for over two decades now?

I am aware that
that's her claim.

You do understand that during
the incident with Officer Sampson,

and during your
subsequent interview,

she was in the middle
of a psychotic episode?

Again, I'm aware
that's her claim.

And just to be clear, the
incident that you're speaking of

was cold-blooded murder
at point-blank range.

Execution. Assassination.

Those might be better
terms for the "incident."

Objection, Your Honor.
Nonresponsive answer.

And by the way, if she was in
the middle of a psychotic state,

she would never have been able to
communicate with you the way she did.

Overruled. All of it. Overruled.

Well, I'd like to remind
Dr. Bull and the court

that he is supposed
to remain unbiased.

And I would like to remind the
court that what's in question today

is whether or not Miss Diaz
is competent to stand trial.

In order to be
competent to stand trial,

she must be able to effectively
communicate with her lawyer

and understand the
charges against her.

That is the criteria, and in all
my years of practicing psychology,

I have never seen
anyone in a psychotic state

communicate with the extraordinary
finesse that Hazel Diaz did that night.

JUDGE: Thank you, Dr. Bull.

Mr. Perkins, if you don't have any
more questions for the good doctor,

can we move on
with this hearing?

Yes, Your Honor.

JUDGE: Witness is excused.

In light of this testimony, I believe
that Hazel Diaz is indeed able

to both understand the nature and
consequences of these proceedings

and is fully capable of
assisting in her own defense.

Hazel Diaz, you are
therefore fit to stand trial,

which will commence
this Wednesday.

[BANGS GAVEL]

[BENNY CHUCKLES]

CHUNK: Talk to her yet?

No.

No, I'm a terrible friend.

Truth is, I don't know
what to say to her.

- You say what you feel.
- I don't know what I feel.

I feel bad for her.

On the other hand, what
she did was a federal crime

and it almost cost
a man his business.

I get that, but still, she's my
friend. I can't just shut that off.

Have you spoken to her?

Left her a bunch of messages,
but she hasn't called me back.

Hasn't called me back either.

Bull told me to start interviewing
candidates to take her place.

Oh, well, with any luck,
you won't find anyone.

Come on, off the fence.
Tell us how you really feel.

I miss her. And yeah,
she did a bad thing.

But who among us hasn't
made a boneheaded mistake?

It's part of the journey, OK?

And I think if she had it to
do over, she'd do it differently.

So... Anyway, good
luck with your interviews.

Not!

This is not my first time
at the barbecue, missy.

Girl calls guy out of the blue.

- It's only been a week.
- Buys him breakfast.

Next thing you know,
girl has expectations,

thinks she can
take certain liberties.

I have my moral code to
consider, and my reputation,

so I think we ought to
slow things down here.

Let's start with
breakfast, right?

I say we go halfsies. What
do I owe you, six bucks?

I'm guessing that's not
your first cup of coffee today.

Touché. So, to what do I
owe this bountiful feast?

I had a meeting in the
judge's chambers yesterday.

The other side admits she shot
the officer at point-blank range.

But?

But they're pleading not
guilty by reason of insanity.

Hmm. You can't
really be surprised.

She's spent her whole life
preparing for this moment.

And now, of course, each
side is entitled to hire an expert.

Theirs to prove that while
she's competent to stand trial,

she's still mentally ill and was
so at the time of the shooting.

And ours to prove that
she's not crazy at all.

And I told them I want you.

And they went nuts, which is
how I know I made the right choice.

And the judge approved
it. So what do you say?

The DA's office has asked me
to serve as forensic psychologist

on the Hazel Diaz case.

Wait, I'm confused. They're
hiring you and not TAC?

I don't mean to get all gooey
on you, but when they hire me,

if the need is there,
they get all of you too.

I mean, we won't be doing
our usual voir dire and all of that,

but I will be counting on the
four of you to help me do my job,

which is to convince the jury that
this was exactly what it looks like,

a cold-blooded killing.

- Well, we're here for you, boss.
- BULL: Good.

Tomorrow morning a
pile of court documents

and medical records will arrive,

and I need all hands on
deck to go through 'em.

What exactly is it
that we're looking for?

I don't know. Basically, I've
got two arrows in my quiver.

I get to do another
assessment with her.

- Didn't you already do one of those?
- Sure did.

BENNY: Since you've already proven
that she's capable of standing trial,

how is a second
assessment at a later date

gonna prove that she was
insane at the time of the killing?

Precisely, which is why I
need to use the assessment

to get her to implicate herself.

You're gonna try to
get her to confess?

A man can dream.

And what about the second arrow?

Her insanity defense holds water

because the crime
itself appears illogical.

She had no apparent
reason to kill Officer Sampson.

It appears completely random.

Just like the nursery rhyme she
was singing during our first interview.

But what if it wasn't?

What if she executed
Sampson for a reason?

Then she doesn't look so crazy.

Let's look into everyone
in Sampson's life.

OK. I'll reach out to
the wife, to the kids.

I'll track down his partner, talk
to other people he worked with.

I'll start poring through
those documents tomorrow.

Do you need me to help you
prep for your assessment?

That'd be great.

And so who's looking into
the cyber side of things?

Well, Marissa's working
on that. We'll find somebody.

Just takes a little while.

Oh, 'cause I know someone who's
really good and instantly available.

This is not a conversation
you wanna have with me.

No, no, this is not a conversation
you wanna have with us,

because you're afraid we
might change your mind.

- Speak for yourself.
- Please.

Wow.

Well, I would have hoped that we
could have at least talked about it.

By all means.

Feel free to talk among
yourselves, when you're off the clock,

or at your new
place of employment.

- [KNOCKING]
- He's not home.

Getting ready for
the big evaluation?

Chunk's putting the equipment
in the car as we speak.

Well, then, maybe
this should wait.

- It about Hazel Diaz?
- It's not good.

Knowledge is
power. Let me have it.

I was reviewing Hazel's
early medical records

and I realized the woman that Hazel
calls her mother is actually her aunt.

And this is important why?

Because it's a consequence
of her real mother

having been in a mental
institution from her early 20s

until she passed 11 years ago.

Being treated for what?

- Schizophrenia.
- Oh, God.

I only mention it because
according to the literature,

if you have a parent
with schizophrenia,

you are 13 times more
likely to have it yourself.

There's a handy fact I'm sure
the defense can't wait to share.

Bull, is it possible
that Hazel isn't lying?

No. I was with her an hour
after she committed the crime.

The lady was acting.

It's true, it's 13
times more likely

if a parent is schizophrenic
that you could be too,

but it's a hundred times
more likely if you're a criminal

and someone makes you
aware of those statistics

that you will find a way to
use them to your advantage.

- I gotta go.
- I...

BULL: You bring a
lot of memory cards?

- 12 hours' worth.
- Good.

It may take that long
to get her to crack.

When you say crack...

The longer I can keep her
talking, answering questions,

the more likely
she is to slip up

and reveal something the
ADA can use on the stand.

And if she doesn't?

She will. Nobody can
keep up that act all day long.

CHUNK: Each of these memory
cards is good for one hour.

When the camera
dings, you change it out.

Got it.

As soon as you're done and
they give you your cellphone back,

shoot me a text and I'll be
back with the car in a flash.

- Could be a while.
- I wouldn't worry about it.

[DOOR BUZZER]

Looks like the guest
of honor has arrived.

Hmm.

Is that for me?

Ah.

I don't wanna miss a word.

- And you are...?
- Dr. Jason Bull.

We've actually met a
couple of times before.

I interviewed you shortly after
the murder of Officer Sampson

and saw you in court during
your competency hearing.

Yes, I remember
seeing you in court.

Hmm. But not our
earlier encounter?

I heard you talking
about it in court.

You're really good. You
never break character, do you?

So this character
you're doing right now,

she's pretending
to be on her meds?

Is that... Is that the idea?

And the character that I met the
other night, at the police precinct,

she didn't have the
benefit of her meds

because she presumably was in
the middle of a psychotic break.

Do I have the story right?

Let's see what medications
they have you on.

Ooh. Oh, that's a big one.

Injections or oral medication?

Oh, oral meds.
Much easier to avoid.

What do you do, spit 'em out
when the orderly turns his back?

OK, let's get started.

Tell me about Officer Sampson.

- Who?
- The man you shot.

Is that who it was?
Was that his name?

According to his
widow and his children

and the officers that he worked
with, yes, that was his name.

Sorry. I don't think I
can help you with that.

Because you don't remember
anything that happened. Mmm.

What's the last thing
you do remember?

I took a nap late
in the afternoon.

- Do you remember waking up?
- Yes.

In the hospital
the next morning.

So that's that. You just don't
remember anything in between.

I guess we don't have
anything to talk about.

Yeah, I guess not.

[SIGHS] OK, well, I just have
a few more questions. Um...

You remember what you were wearing
when you laid down to take the nap?

- Your clothes? What'd you have on?
- What difference does it make?

Oh, it makes a huge
difference to me.

Well, feels like it's a
waste of time to me.

I mean, it's not
like we have all day.

Oh, no. We do.

That's the best part of this.
We have all the time in the world.

And then I woke
up in the hospital.

And that was the first time you
saw the raincoat and the boots?

Yes, yes and yes. Just
like I told you before.

I have no memory
of putting them on.

I just remember laying
down on my bed to take a nap

and waking up at the hospital.

No memory of loading the
gun, hiding it in your coat,

being 18 inches
from the officer's face

and pulling the trigger,
watching his head explode?

No, no and no.

How many times
would you like to hear it?

[BLEEPING]

A few. But give me a second. I
need to change this memory card.

I don't know how much longer
I can do this. I need a nap.

No, ma'am. You're dangerous
when you take a nap.

So, the night of the murder, which
hand did you use to pull the trigger

when you shot Officer Sampson?

For the 300th time,

I have no memory of
shooting Officer Sampson.

Why do you think that is? Why
do you think you don't remember?

I have already
told you all of this.

Like you, I have forgotten.
I have no memory of it.

So why don't you tell me
one more time, please?

I was in the middle
of a psychotic break,

and I never remember anything
that happens during a psychotic break.

All right.

When you have these psychotic
breaks, you hear voices, right?

I do.

On the night of Officer
Sampson's murder,

do you remember hearing voices?

- I do.
- And what were they saying?

You know, I don't know. Nonsense,
gibberish, three blind mice.

Three blind mice.

Hmm.

You've spent the
last seven hours

telling me you don't remember
anything about that night.

I mean, now you remember hearing
voices and what they were saying?

Mmm. Maybe you remember
what you were wearing.

I do not.

- Or which hand was holding the gun.
- I do not.

Or why you killed Officer
Sampson in the first place.

- I do not!
- We have a real problem here, Hazel.

Because there's no such thing
as having a psychotic break

and remembering some things and
not remembering other things, hmm?

Unless, of course, you're lying.

- Are you a liar, Hazel?
- I'm not a liar. I am not lying!

- Oh, my goodness.
- I am not lying! I am not lying!

- You're not losing your temper?
- I am not lying!

That would be almost impossible given
the medication you're supposedly taking.

Unless you're not taking it!

- I am not a liar!
- [DOOR BUZZER]

Well, this has been fascinating.

But you know what they say. All
good things must come to an end.

Not to worry. I got what I need.

I know, I feel the same
way, I'm gonna miss you too,

but we'll always have the
Bellingham visitors' lounge.

Now, treat her nice.

She's a sweetheart, notwithstanding
the whole cold-blooded killer thing.

WOMAN: So, with four years
at Trial Analysis Corporation,

I'm curious, what
possessed you to leave?

I've reached out to them a number
of times regarding your work history.

No one's gotten back to me.

Marissa Morgan, was
she your direct supervisor?

Yes, and a great
person to work for.

And, I mean, I just...

I was just at a place where it felt
like I had gone as far as I could go.

I'm young and I wanted to
see what else was out there.

And according to
this, you're self-taught,

which is very impressive.

Yeah, I mean, I've always loved
computers and code and the internet,

and I was just sort of
born at the right moment.

Or as I like to say, we were both
sort of born at the right moment.

Terrific. Well, this
all looks wonderful.

I mean, we have a
couple more hurdles,

there are some other people
I would need you to meet,

but I'm not anticipating it's
anything you can't handle.

No problem. Just say the word.

And we're still waiting on
your security clearance history.

We outsource that, so it
could take a week or so.

Well, I don't think there are
going to be any surprises there.

- Have a great day.
- You too.

BULL: On the night of
Officer Sampson's murder,

do you remember hearing voices?

- I do.
- What were they saying?

You know, I don't know. Nonsense,
gibberish, three blind mice.

BULL: Three blind mice.

You've spent the
last seven hours

telling me you don't remember
anything about that night.

Well, there you go.

- I'm not so sure.
- What do you mean?

I'm worried the jury
looks at that and thinks,

"He bullied her into it,
kept her there for hours."

- What's it really prove?
- It proves she's not crazy.

Maybe.

I'm not sure it's enough.

Well, what is it you
want that you don't have?

What a great question.

We don't have a why.

The jury's gonna be
inclined to think she's crazy

'cause a random
killing is crazy,

but a why, a why
washes all the crazy away.

BULL: Why did you
shoot Officer Sampson?

I have no idea.

I wouldn't know
him if I fell over him.

BULL: Oh, come on.

- No one's gonna believe that.
- HAZEL: It's true.

- DANNY: Do you have 600 grand in the...
- You can't do that.

Can't sneak up on me like that.

I'm a middle-aged man who's
not taking care of himself.

Sorry. Next time I will
call and announce myself.

- What was it you asked me?
- Do you have $600,000 in the bank?

'Cause I sure don't. Don't
even have a tenth of that.

Where are you going with this? You're
not gonna ask me for a loan, are you?

Officer Sampson has that much.

He has over half a million
dollars in an offshore account.

Well, maybe he inherited it.

Nope. He grew it.

For the past ten years, he
deposited $5,000 a month,

year in, year out, in cash.

And you and I both know that no cop in
America makes that much to put away.

- Unless he was getting paid off.
- Unless he was getting paid off.

Officer Chambers. Hey.
Dr. Jason Bull. Can I have a minute?

- You said you're a doctor?
- Yes. I'm working with the DA's office.

I'm on your side, which is to
say I'm on Officer Sampson's side.

I just have a few questions.

I've already gone over my
testimony with ADA Ramsden.

- They're waiting for me inside.
- Why do you think she did it?

You're his partner.
You must have a theory.

I don't think it
was a big mystery.

He was investigating her for
drug trafficking and racketeering.

She was doing business on
our beat. He was getting close.

The man died a hero. All that crap
about her being crazy was just that.

Yeah, that's my theory too, until I
found out he had $600,000 in the bank.

Would you rather have
heard about that on the stand?

Let's have an
honest conversation.

Your partner, Sampson,
was no detective.

He was a beat
cop, just like you.

And I'm sure Hazel was running
her business right under your noses,

just like dozens
of other criminals.

That's not why she
killed him and you know it.

The only way to put this
woman away for murder

is to prove there was
a purpose for the killing.

My guess is Officer
Sampson was getting paid off

to protect Hazel
Diaz's drug ring.

I have to go now.

Were you?

If you're really a good
cop, if you're really clean,

you'll go in there
and tell the truth.

- If the jury understands...
- No one's going to understand.

He was a good cop too.

He was trying to say
that enough was enough,

that he wasn't gonna
take her money anymore.

That's why she killed him.
There. You happy now?

No. Not until you
say it to the jury.

I can't do that. If you read the
papers, Sampson died a hero.

I can't take that
away from his family.

I can't kill him twice in front of his
wife, his kids or the brotherhood.

So you're gonna lie
to protect his honor.

- But you're gonna let his killer walk?
- [PHONE BUZZES]

It's ADA Ramsden.
She's looking for me.

Just to be clear, she is looking
for you to tell the truth in there.

Good talking with you.

RAMSDEN: How long did your
forensic assessment with Hazel Diaz last?

Eight hours and 12 minutes.

And during this time,
did she say anything

to cause you to doubt her
doctor's diagnosis of schizophrenia?

As a matter of fact, yes.

She insisted it was impossible
for her to remember anything

about the night of the murder
due to her psychotic break

but later claimed she
remembered hearing voices.

Unfortunately both of
those things cannot be true.

In fact, they
contradict each other.

If it had been a
true psychotic break,

she would have had no
memory of the event, period.

Was there anything else that caught
your attention during the assessment?

Yes. She got very agitated when I
pointed out this contradiction to her.

And why would that surprise you?

You were, for all intents and
purposes, calling her a liar.

Well, Hazel was supposedly
on antipsychotic medication,

though I suspect she was spitting them
out when the orderlies weren't looking,

and the reason I say this is,

had she been taking the medication,
and if the dosage had been adequate,

she wouldn't have been
capable of getting that upset.

Those drugs are extremely
potent and heavy sedatives.

So, to summarize...

It is my professional opinion

that Hazel Diaz has
been lying to this court

not only about her mental illness
but also about her medical treatment.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Dr. Bull, if I told you that Hazel Diaz
has a family history of schizophrenia,

would that change
your assessment of her?

Here we go.

I'm aware that Hazel
was raised by her aunt

because her mother was
placed in a mental institution

from the time
Hazel was an infant.

I'm also aware her mother
was diagnosed as schizophrenic.

And doesn't this
make it more likely

that Hazel Diaz herself would
also have schizophrenia?

BULL: Well, it makes it more likely,
but it doesn't change my assessment.

Hazel's mother was diagnosed
with schizophrenia at 22.

Hazel didn't seek
treatment until she was 39.

It's highly unusual for the
first signs of schizophrenia

to manifest themselves when
someone is almost 40 years old.

Highly unusual?

- Extremely unusual.
- But not impossible.

In late-onset schizophrenia,

the symptoms manifest
themselves in a very different manner.

So you admit there is such a
thing as late-onset schizophrenia?

- Yes, but I don't think that's what...
- Thank you, Dr. Bull. That will be all.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Your Honor, if I may
be heard on redirect?

Can you explain how late-onset
schizophrenia manifests itself?

Late-onset schizophrenia presents
itself in a much less aggressive manner.

Late-onset schizophrenics, for example,
require a lower daily dose of medication

and they do not act out in a
violent manner towards others.

Does Hazel Diaz exhibit signs
of late-onset schizophrenia?

She does not.

She exhibits signs of someone who
is feigning early-onset schizophrenia.

Thank you, Dr. Bull.

Well, I think you two did
what you set out to do.

No, not quite a touchdown.

Afraid it's all up to him now.

Officer Chambers, on
the night of the murder,

you were not in the squad car
with Officer Sampson, were you?

No, I was not.

- Can you tell us why?
- Officer Sampson sent me to get coffee.

- Did he often send you for coffee?
- Objection. Relevance?

Sustained. Miss Ramsden,
please get to your point.

RAMSDEN: Yes, Your Honor.

Officer Chambers, do you think that
Officer Sampson sent you for coffee

because he knew he was about
to have a meeting with Hazel Diaz

and he didn't wanna
compromise you?

Objection, Your Honor. Calls for
speculation and counsel knows it.

She's trying to plant completely
unsupported inferences with the jury.

Miss Ramsden, you focus
your questions properly

or I'm gonna have them
stricken from the record.

Yes, Your Honor.

Officer Chambers, did you and
your partner ever discuss money?

- How do you mean?
- Personal finances.

Yes, of course,
from time to time.

Did he ever share with you
that he had an offshore account

with about $600,000 in it?

[MURMURING]

I don't think he ever
shared the specific amount.

Hmm.

I'd like to offer into evidence

the ten years and four months
of monthly cash deposits

equaling $620,000.

Do you have any idea

where all of this money might
have come from, Officer Chambers?

He told me it came
from Hazel Diaz.

[MURMURING]

RAMSDEN: Hazel Diaz?

This Hazel Diaz, who
claims to not know the victim,

who claims to have been in
the midst of a psychotic break

at the time of the shooting?

Yes.

He told me he received
$5,000 cash every month

to do bag drops and provide
protection for Hazel Diaz's drug business.

When Officer Sampson
sent you for coffee,

did you have a sense that
something was gonna happen?

No. I mean, not really.

I knew that he was probably
gonna meet with Hazel,

but I obviously had no idea
that she was gonna kill him.

And was there anything
different about Officer Sampson

on that specific night or
leading up to that night?

Yes.

Just that he told me that he
wished... that he could put a stop to it.

He felt like he was too deep in
and he didn't know how to get out.

He was worried that his family
would find out, his boys and his wife.

He was even contemplating
turning in the accused,

which would mean
turning himself in.

You know, good
people make mistakes.

He was a good person...
just trying to undo a mistake.

Thank you, Officer Chambers.

[WAILS]

They're coming for me!

They're all lying and
they're coming for me!

Make them go away!
Tell them to go away!

- No! No! I told them I didn't do it!
- Call the paramedics. Clear the jury.

- That I was with you!
- I'll see if I can find the paramedics.

- Officer, clear the jury.
- Get off me! They don't believe me!

They don't believe me!

The jury will please make
their way back to the jury room.

HAZEL: I told
them I was with you.

- I told them I was with all of you.
- I got her.

- I wouldn't do anything like that.
- Just hold her still.

Get her a Zophramine shot. It's the
only thing that's gonna sedate her.

Take her to the hospital first.

With all due respect, she is clearly
a danger to herself and others.

- No.
- Look at her.

I promise you, this
will calm her down.

Of course, if she isn't really sick, it
will almost certainly bring on seizures.

No! No. No.

No.

Get off me.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Ms. Ramsden, Dr. Bull,
my client was wondering

if there were any way she
could speak with you both.

Why are we here?

PERKINS: Hazel is
interested in a plea deal.

But we're not.

She is offering 20 years in a
mental institution of her choosing,

and in return she
will give information

on the top three drug
cartel leaders in New York.

Can you give us a minute?

I'm telling you what you already
know, but take this to a verdict.

You have her and she knows it,

otherwise she wouldn't
be offering a plea deal.

- And what's in it for me?
- Another breakfast.

We the jury find the
defendant, Hazel Diaz...

guilty of murder
in the first degree.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I've been waiting for you, Counselor.
Congratulations on your victory.

Thanks. Couldn't have
done it without you.

Well, my pleasure.

There's no one in the
district attorney's office

I'd rather get up in the
middle of the night for.

How long you been
waiting to say that?

BULL: Uh, a while.

You come up with
these things in your head,

and then it's just a
matter of timing, patience,

waiting for the perfect moment.

[CHUCKLES]

Don't I owe you breakfast?

RAMSDEN: You been
waiting to say that too, huh?

BULL: Guilty. Can
I buy you dinner?

OK, that one was
spontaneous, I swear.

RAMSDEN: I don't believe you.

- BULL: So that's a no?
- No.

- BULL: Is that a yes?
- Yes.

BULL: How long have
you been waiting to do that?