Bull (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - The Devil, The Detail - full transcript

Bull agrees to help the parents of a former employee sue a drug company when their son commits suicide during a drug trial. However, the task is complicated when the company brings in their own trial scientist, Arti Cander. Archie Panjabi guest stars.

[PHONE BLEEPS]

If something edible isn't put in
front of me in the next three minutes,

I am not responsible
for what I might do.

Don't anybody shoot
Benny with a trank gun.

I just buzzed him in.
Food's on its way up.

♪ Food, glorious food

♪ Hot sausage and mustard

♪ Food, glorious food

♪ Something,
something and custard ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, hey, Simon. You finally
come back to say goodbye?



Hey, Simple Simon, stop ogling over
the help and bring me over my grub.

- How have you been, Simon?
- Good, you know. Just working.

Uh, I'm in a bit of a
hurry, actually, so...

I'll walk you out.

Quite a career path he's on.

From trial science
technician to bike messenger.

Well, that was weird.

You know what's weird?

A guy working
somewhere for four months

and then suddenly
just not showing up.

You know what else is weird?

Somebody dating somebody

and then all of a sudden
they're gone, they've moved.

Changed their number. Don't show
up for work. Emails bounce back.



I'm sorry. I hope
you weren't worried.

Following people online when they
don't wanna be followed, that's what I do.

Three and a half weeks
is kind of a long time

to not text somebody
that you care about.

[ELEVATOR BELL RINGS]

I know I owe you an explanation, but
I'm trying to get this $30 bonus and...

$30. Cool. Well, don't let me
waste another second of your time.

You can just have
a nice life, Simon.

By the way, you look like hell.

Your eyes are bloodshot
and your hands are shaking.

Whatever you're
doing, really... keep it up.

I'm sorry, Cable.

[♪ THE BEACH BOYS:
WOULDN'T IT BE NICE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Happy birthday.

[PHONE BLEEPS]

♪ You know it seems
the more we talk about it

♪ It only makes it
worse to live without it

♪ But let's talk about it

♪ But wouldn't it be nice...

[SCREAMING]

♪ Good night, my baby

♪ Sleep tight...

$10,000 for Hamilton tickets, day
of, fourth row center, from a scalper.

It's an absolutely
justifiable business expense.

I had to pay off
the court clerk.

Bull, I seriously doubt
the IRS will agree

that illegal bribes
are deductible.

Marissa, if I don't have a list

of the 75 potential jurors
that make up the jury pool

at least a couple of days
before I walk into that courtroom,

then all of those people
on the other side of that door

can't research them and help
me figure out if I want them or not.

And since jury lists are not supposed
to be shared with either side...

- Exactly.
- The only way that I can do my job

is to have that list.

Otherwise I'm just guessing,
and any fool can guess.

- [KNOCKING]
- Come in!

- Bad time?
- No. No, no. Perfect time.

- How was the memorial service?
- Uh, I don't know.

I don't have anything to compare it
to. I've never had a friend die before.

Is there any way I
could talk to you alone?

I know you didn't
know Simon very well.

Cable, a lot of assistants
come through here.

It's no excuse.

The only reason he left here is
because he couldn't do nine-to-five.

Everything had to be
his choice all the time.

When to wake up, what to do...

Anyway, I'm sure somebody told you,
but he started working as a bike messenger.

It was kind of invented for him,

because he could just text
when he felt like working.

And the other thing he
started to do, actually,

about a year ago, while
he was working here,

was working as a guinea pig
for pharmaceutical companies,

testing new drugs.

They pay a lot of money,

and all he had to do was remember
to take one or two pills a day.

- I know you really cared for him...
- I was talking to some of his friends.

It turns out he was doing a trial for
this company called Dep Pharmaceutical,

testing this new kind of
antidepressant called Eutaline.

The people that know Simon,

they say it was the drug that
caused Simon to kill himself.

- Cable, when people are grieving...
- They say he completely changed on it.

Even so, it doesn't
mean it made him suicidal.

That man loved life. He didn't drink,
he didn't smoke, he loved the gym.

But he took pills for money.

Look, his parents wanna sue.

And I told them I'd help.

And I told them I'd
ask you if you'd help.

- They want money?
- They want answers.

And they wanna make sure
this drug never gets to market.

And, yes, I'm sure
they want money too.

Let me call Dep Pharmaceutical,

see if I can't put a meeting
on the books for Benny and me.

BENNY: Nice of you to do this.

Represent someone I don't remember
on a matter I know almost nothing about

to make his parents, whom
I've never met, feel better?

- Yeah, I'm a peach.
- [CHUCKLES]

- I sense our meeting is about to begin.
- [DOOR OPENS]

Dr. Bull, you have no idea what
a treat it is for me to meet you.

And Benjamin Colón, former
ADA for New York County

and in-house counsel for TAC.

My name is Arti Cander.
Please, have a seat.

- So you know why we're here?
- Absolutely.

Our cofounder and CEO, Tessa
Snyder, is beside herself about this.

You know, any time anyone who
is part of the Dep family passes,

no matter how minor their
role in the company might be,

it saddens all of us.

You do understand we believe there's
a relationship between Mr. Jones' death

and the antidepressant
he was testing for Dep.

Really? I was, under the
impression that he fell off a roof.

Jumped.

Well, this is the
first I've heard

of any suicidal ideation
in relationship to this drug.

Have you gentlemen... Have you
gentlemen done your homework?

You know, if this side
effect was even on our radar,

we wouldn't be
doing human trials.

FDA would simply not hear of
it. Now, what can I do for you?

You can shoot off a flare and
let everybody at the Dep family

know that we're not gonna take you
at your word that the new happy pill

you're getting ready to
inflict on the general public

doesn't, in fact, make people wanna
shut off the lights and call it a day.

- If you're looking for a settlement...
- Oh, no. Thank you, Miss Cander.

Quite the name, by the way.

Nothing like a little irony
on your driver's license

to keep your mood in check.

- Says the man named Bull.
- Let me save you some time, Arti.

Simon's family is
not gonna settle,

and there's no amount of money
that's gonna convince them otherwise.

Oh, my.

The famous Dr. Jason Bull, expert
reader of human behavior, just misread me.

We have no interest
in settling. None.

We're very happy to prove in a court
of law that this drug is perfectly safe.

It may not be safe. A
man died while taking it.

So you say.

- Then court it shall be.
- Excellent.

I assume you're general
counsel for Dep Pharmaceutical.

Can I trouble you for a card?

I'm sorry to disappoint you, Dr. Bull,
but I'm not general counsel for Dep.

Then to whom have
I been speaking?

I work for Tessa
Snyder. I'm her you.

- Excuse me?
- I'm a trial scientist, Dr. Bull.

And I very much look
forward to seeing you in court.

Please, feel free
to let yourselves out.

[BULL SIGHS]

Hey. You gonna be joining us?

No. Go ahead without me.

The big news is Dep Pharmaceutical
is downright anxious to go to court,

which leads me to believe that they
have rock solid information on Simon

that they believe clears
them of any culpability.

Cable?

I'm digging, but honestly I don't
think there's any "there" there.

I knew Simon. We all did.

What about the company itself?

This is Tessa Snyder,
company CEO.

A competitor once
described her as

"a burning hot pepper disguised
as an ice-cream sundae."

Wow. Can't wait to meet her.

Danny?

I'm trying to get a list of the
other participants in the study,

and, believe it or
not, I may have a lead.

OK. Well, I guess we'll wait to
hear from the big guy about voir dire.

- What's he doing in there?
- It's not what. It's who.

Wait a second. Isn't that
London's Arti Cander?

Is there nothing she can't do?

Graduated with
honors from Oxford,

then moved to DC to became
a lobbyist in the candy industry.

Tough job. No one likes candy.

And then decided to start all over
again and enter the trial science business.

Someone figured out
how to use Google.

You left out the part where I
spent three years at Georgetown

studying law and human behavior.

Oh, and you.

I forgot to mention this the
other day, but I firmly do believe

that you are one of the
two best at what you do.

Is this the part where I'm supposed
to say, "But who's the other?"

Oh, you don't have to say
it, just as long as you think it.

So is it true you don't
use mirror jurors?

I've never really seen the point.
It's an extrapolation once removed.

How do you know what
the jurors are thinking?

I read them... all by myself.
You should try it sometime.

Oh, I wouldn't
know where to begin.

Perhaps after I've had the
opportunity to study you.

Sorry. We're not taking any
new students at the moment.

I'll see you in court, Dr. Bull.

There he is. Dr. Jason Bull, this is
Mr. and Mrs. Jones, Simon's parents.

Thank you for
doing this, Dr. Bull.

Well, we haven't done anything
yet, but you're very welcome.

Do you mind if I steal
Mr. Colón for a moment?

Excuse me.

I am totally in the dark about
our approach to voir dire.

MARISSA: That
would make two of us.

Is it as simple
as finding people

who feel anger towards the
pharmaceutical companies?

- 'Cause there are plenty of those.
- I wish. No.

Just because people are mad at a
company or even an entire industry

doesn't mean they're
gonna side with us.

Shared experience
does not equal empathy.

In fact, a lot of times
it's just the opposite.

It's called the empathy gap.

I worry that they
are gonna see Simon

as someone who willingly
signed up for a risky job

in an industry famous
for its greed and arrogance

and should have known better.

Mm-hm. So what
are we looking for?

Perversely, I am thinking of going after
jurors who trust powerful corporations.

I'm confused. I would have thought
that's exactly who we don't want.

BULL: Think about it.

Who better to understand
what happened to Simon

than someone who takes
big companies at their word.

We'll tell them a story
about a young man

who trusted the
people he worked for,

never questioning their intentions
or their honesty till it was too late.

And hopefully we'll shock
'em into siding with us.

Mm. Well, at the very least,
she'll never see it coming.

MARISSA: Eddie
Dunn, 33 years old.

He is a toy wholesaler, so he depends
on big manufacturers for his livelihood.

He is the poster boy for the
kind of juror they think they want

and think we don't.

Excellent. This should be fun.

MAN: Say you buy a
product, sandwich bags,

you get them home, but
none of the zippers work.

What do you do? Do you drive
all the way back to the store

and make them exchange
it for another box?

Do you write to
the manufacturer?

Or do you just shrug it off, throw
the box away and get on with your life?

- Me, I'd go back to the store.
- Because?

Any reputable store is gonna
wanna make good on that purchase,

and so's the
manufacturer, by the way.

There's nothing to be gained
by angering a customer.

This juror's acceptable
to the defense.

He's good, but Bull's
gonna strike him.

Does the plaintiff wish
to question this juror?

This juror is acceptable to the
plaintiff too, Your Honor. Thank you.

If you have a choice,

do you prefer store brand
products or name brand products?

- Most of the time store brand.
- Any particular reason why?

Bears don't use toilet paper
and mermaids don't drink coffee.

I'm not paying for the trademark.
I'm paying for the product.

- That's very clever.
- Mm-hm.

Move to strike, Your Honor.

MAN: How do you feel
about drug companies?

I wish their drugs cost less. But,
then, I wish everything cost less.

Hear, hear. But notwithstanding price,
how do you feel about drug companies?

I mean, do you use
prescription drugs at all?

I have a couple of
prescriptions, yes.

And do they help you with the
things you need them to help with?

Yes.

Would you miss them if you
didn't have them, couldn't get them?

Yes, definitely.

So back to my first question, how
do you feel about drug companies?

I guess I'm kind
of grateful for them.

[MOUTHS] She's great.

MAN: This juror is
acceptable to the defense.

- And to the plaintiff, Your Honor.
- Ladies and gentlemen, we have a jury.

The rest of you are dismissed.
Thank you for your time.

- Well, that was easy.
- What are you trying to pull?

What are you talking
about? You mean the jurors?

Great minds think alike.

You look puzzled.
Can't you read me?

I'd just like to
understand, that's all.

Oh, I'm sorry. We're not taking
new students at the moment.

See you in court, Miss Cander.

Cable.

Cable!

So what did you discover
working the graveyard shift?

Bunch of stuff.

A complete record of every delivery
Simon ever made for Rush City Courier.

And Danny emailed me
that she might have found

another subject
in Simon's trial.

And last but not least, my very
big score, an old friend of Simon's.

And this friend is relevant why?

I don't know. It's
really a long shot.

But the funny thing is, I didn't
even find him on the internet.

I dug up his application
from when he worked here,

and under emergency
contact he put this guy.

His name's Tom Greaver.

Never mentioned him to me the
whole time we knew each other,

but put someone as
your emergency contact,

they've gotta know
a lot about you.

Hmm. You should come to
court. We're there because of you.

Simon and I were
incredibly close.

We spoke twice a week,
Mondays and Thursdays.

He always called
me. 7:30 at night.

You could set your clock by it.

And then one Thursday, a little over
two months ago, my phone didn't ring,

so I worried.

And finally, despite my
better judgment, I called him.

Did he answer?

- Yes and no.
- How do you mean?

It was Simon, but
it wasn't my Simon.

He just sounded
different, muted.

Like some part of him had
disappeared or been put away.

And did you know at this point

that he had started the Dep
drug trial three days earlier?

No. I just knew something was
different, and not for the better.

Your witness.

Earth to TAC. Tell
me what you see.

Well, because of the strategy
you're using of starting with jurors

who are predisposed
to trust big companies,

you're at a disadvantage
coming out of the box.

You began the morning with ten
red jurors and only two green ones,

and that hasn't changed.

- But she doesn't know that.
- You mean Arti? How could she?

LAWYER: Our
condolences, Mrs. Jones.

You said your son
seemed different that day.

He did.

Did he mention to you
that he had quit his job?

No, he did not.

Did he mention to you
that he had decided instead

to become a bike messenger?

No, he did not.

And you've already testified
that he hadn't confided in you

that he was participating
in a drug trial.

So isn't it a bit... disingenuous
to talk about how close you were?

And couldn't it be that the reason he
sounded, what word did you use, muted,

was because he was keeping
so many secrets from you?

Objection. The counselor has
asked two questions in a row

without letting the
witness answer.

Sustained.

Mr. Hanson, if you could
please ask one question

and wait for the
witness to answer.

Mrs. Jones, do you have any education
or certification or training of any kind

that allows you to hypothesize from
hearing someone's voice on the phone

whether they have
been affected in any way

by a medication they
might have taken?

No, I do not.

No further questions.

There is so little
movement here,

I'm starting to wonder if
we're having a systems failure.

I'm trying to put a good face
on this, but you're not helping.

Kevin? Kevin Wright? Hi. Um...

Can I ask you some questions
about a clinical trial you participated in?

You were in the Dep Pharmaceutical
antidepressant trial, yeah?

That was supposed
to be confidential.

It's not something I'm really
anxious for people to know about.

I'm sorry if I startled you.

It's just... one of the other
participants, Simon Jones, died,

committed suicide, actually.

I'm just trying to figure
out what happened.

Did you know each other well?

We never really
hung out or anything,

but we ended up in a
lot of the same trials.

Once you do one and you see how
easy it is, how much money they pay...

We were both what they
call healthy volunteers,

and there was a big
demand for that, so...

I'm sorry. My head is
spinning. It's a shock.

Forgive me. What's
a healthy volunteer?

People who don't have the
illness the drug is being tested for.

Got it. Last question. Why
did you drop out of the study?

When I'm not working at the
gym, I'm training for marathons.

I try to do six to eight miles
a day. Been doing it for years.

But a couple of days after I started
the Dep trial, I... I don't know, I...

I started having
these feelings of dread.

I was supposed to fly to
Chicago for a friend's wedding.

Couldn't get on the plane.

Became convinced
that it was gonna crash.

And that same weekend, I
think it was Saturday morning,

I couldn't get out of bed,

just skipped training
altogether, and I never do that.

But then the next day, Sunday,
I'm running across Brooklyn Bridge

and I'm staring
down at the water,

and the next
thing I know, I stop

and I'm figuring out
how to get over the rail

and onto the crossbeam
so I can... jump,

because that's what
my body wants to do.

It wants to fall. It
wants to be in the water.

It wants to never come back up.

But I stopped myself.

I sat down there right on
the bridge, tried to breathe,

called my parents.

I didn't wanna die, but my
mind was telling me to let go.

There's nothing scarier than realizing
your brain is plotting against you.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Ah, things are looking up. Two
of theirs just became two of ours.

JUDGE: Does the defense have
any questions for the witness?

HANSON: Morning, sir.

- Do you recognize this document?
- I do.

It's a consent form I signed

to participate in the
Dep Pharmaceutical trial.

And is this your signature
at the bottom of it?

It is.

And can you tell us the purpose
of the mandatory washout period?

It's mentioned in the
third paragraph there.

It's the period of time
between drug trials.

It's something the
companies insist on.

It exists to make sure
their drugs don't interact

with someone else's
drugs from an earlier trial.

I think we've just
been Candered.

And on this form you signed, how
long is the specified washout period?

- It specifies 30 days.
- 30 days.

And what were you doing

27 days before you started
the Dep Pharmaceutical trial?

Remember, you are under oath.

Well, I was doing
a lot of things.

But one of them was

I was finishing up the Manhattan
Hill Medical painkiller trial.

Last day, last dose.

And do you happen to know if
Simon Jones was in that trial as well?

Um, yes, he was.

What drug trial are
they talking about,

where are they getting this
and why don't we have it?

- Is 27 days the same thing as 30 days?
- KEVIN: Of course not.

Then how do you know
it wasn't the interaction

of the painkiller with
the antidepressant

that caused the suicidal ideation
the two of you experienced?

Because I know.

Look, we've done so many of these
things and it's... Everyone does it.

No further questions.

I don't understand.
You interviewed Kevin.

Yeah, and obviously
he didn't tell me

that he and Simon weren't living
up to their consent form agreements,

and there was no way of
knowing about the other drug trial.

Drug trials in the research
stages of pre-FDA approval

don't need to be reported.

- Well, Dep knew about it.
- BENNY: No.

My guess is, Manhattan
Hill Medical tipped them off.

These drug companies
are fiercely competitive,

but they don't like the idea of being
taken to the cleaners by some guinea pig

that they used to pay chump
change to test their new products.

- Where are we with the jurors?
- Ten against us, two for us.

- There's no movement at all?
- Sometimes it goes to 11 against us.

How about that emergency
contact guy? Tom?

Tom Greaver. I can't find him.

- Nor can I.
- He's virtually invisible online.

What about tracking down
other participants in Simon's trial?

We're all trying.

OK. Who is our next
witness, Counselor?

We, uh... really don't have one.

Terrific.

Tomorrow morning when
we rest our non-case,

the only mystery will be

is the defense gonna have
a field day toying with us

or will they be humane and
ask for an immediate dismissal?

I'm sorry, Dr. Bull. I never
should have come to you with this.

Well, that's why I
normally make it a point

not to work on behalf of immature
slackers who quit without notice,

lie without giving
it a second thought

and jump off rooftops without any
regard for the people they leave behind.

But that's just me.

- [KNOCKING]
- He's busy.

Pretty, uh... Pretty
savage out there, huh?

I don't like to lose.

- The case or the girl?
- Oh, please.

No, you didn't do us
any favors with the jury.

Only people who
trust corporations?

That... That is a hell
of a mountain to climb

when you're trying to prove
corporate malfeasance.

And don't try to tell
me it wasn't for that girl.

"I'm Dr. Bull."

"Here, I'll give you the jurors that
you want and I'll still beat you." Right?

You happy now?

You rode to the rescue and reminded
me there's plenty of blame to go around.

Benny the hero.

Now leave me alone.
I'm preparing for tomorrow.

[JUDGE BANGS GAVEL]

JUDGE: Mr. Hanson,
call your first witness.

The defense would like to
call Tom Greaver to the stand.

How the hell did they find him?

The more important
question is... why?

TOM: We met in college,
liked all the same stuff,

drinking beers,
listening to music.

Drinking beers?

You know, on Simon's consent
form, he said that he doesn't drink.

Well, this was a long
time ago. We were 18.

I'm pretty sure he
was telling the truth.

- In fact, I'm certain of it.
- And what makes you so certain?

- Did something happen?
- Yeah.

Around the same time, freshman
year... Simon ODed on heroin.

- Oh, my God.
- No.

Happened at my house.

He came home with
me one weekend.

My mom was an
emergency room nurse

and she saved him
by giving him NARCAN.

No one ever knew.
There was no record.

I know his parents never knew.

After that he just
went completely sober.

No drugs, no
alcohol, no nothing.

You think the overdose
was intentional?

Objection. Counselor
calling for speculation.

I'll withdraw the question.

Yeah, but he can't
withdraw the inference.

She's good, damn
it. She's killing us.

She is representing
her client like a pit bull,

and she's not gonna let a pesky
thing like the truth stand in her way.

Bull, I'm sorry to interrupt, but
we just went to 12 red jurors.

Yes! Yes, I got it. I got it.

Tell them to request
a recess, a break.

I found him. I
found Tom Greaver.

He changed his name.

So we misdirect here. Then we...

BENNY: Cable.

Thank you for these.

- I'm really glad you came.
- Yeah.

- Hope it makes a difference.
- Oh, I think it might.

I'm glad you came too.

And if I was harsh last night...

Oh, you were.

But we've been together a while,
so I know it's only because you care.

Hate to lose.

Let's go with yours.

That was quite a fascinating story
you told about your friend Simon

just before we adjourned.

It wasn't a story.

I didn't mean to imply
anything, Mr. Greaver.

But I am curious. Your
mom kept NARCAN at home?

Well, like I said, she was
an emergency room nurse.

Still, was she anticipating your
best friend suffering an overdose

or was she just the best
prepared mom on the block?

Objection. Calls for speculation,
and counselor's tone is provocative.

I'll withdraw the question.

Now, if I wanted to corroborate
this story, who can I speak to?

Say, your mom or...?

Unfortunately she
passed four years ago.

I'm sorry to hear that.

OK. All right. So let's review.

Your mother's no longer with
us. Simon is no longer with us.

Really, the only person
that we can rely on

regarding the truthfulness
of the story is you.

- Isn't that correct?
- Yeah, I suppose that's true.

The only reason I mention it is,

we can't find any history whatsoever
on Simon with regard to drug use.

None.

But there is quite a dossier on
a fellow named Tom Belmond,

who went to college
with you and Simon.

Arrests for possession,
arrests for sales of narcotics,

three hospitalizations
for overdoses,

and then ultimately,
of course, expulsion.

What's that sound? Is that the
sound of jurors starting to move?

You happen to know
a Tom Belmond?

I'm sorry. I didn't hear your response.
You ever hear of a Tom Belmond?

I see you're having trouble
with this. OK, all right.

I'll make it a little
easier for you.

- Aren't you Tom Belmond?
- Objection.

Is the attorney asking questions or
making third-party pronouncements?

Sustained.

- Ask a question, Counselor.
- I'm sorry, Your Honor.

You just got back your
two jurors from yesterday.

I feel the wind shifting.

Didn't you change your name
from Tom Belmond to Tom Greaver

precisely so you can avoid having
to mention your arrest history,

your history with drugs, while
seeking employment and housing...

I wanted a fresh start, OK?

I made a lot of
mistakes as a kid, but...

One more just came over. We
are now at nine red and three green.

And isn't it true your mother smuggled
NARCAN out of the emergency room,

not because she was worried about
Simon, who had no interest in drugs,

but because she was terrified that
her own son might overdose one day?

Objection.

And the story about Simon Jones

attempting to commit suicide eight
years ago with heroin was just that.

- It was just a story, right?
- Objection.

Again, these are pronouncements,
not questions, Your Honor.

One more green light. They've
got eight and we've got four.

- Now the fun really begins.
- Well, then, here's the question.

How much did Dep pay you to take
the stand and perjure yourself today,

Mr. Greaver or Mr. Belmond,
or whoever you say you are?

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

No problem, Your Honor.
Question withdrawn.

I think I'd rather not know.
No further questions, please.

How's that for an inference?

Now we've got five
and they've got seven.

BULL: Nice work.

JUDGE: Court will
resume tomorrow morning.

Read any good jurors lately?

Well, yes, I have. And I
suspect that you have too.

But we both know that I'm reading
more good jurors than you are, Dr. Bull,

so stop trying to play with me.

Although I suspect that at some
point we might get to that too.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Hi. Sorry to bother you. I'm
looking for Edgar Paulson.

Mr. Paulson's name
is on a list of people

who participated in a drug
trial that we're investigating.

It took me a while to track him down.
Is there any way I could speak to him?

I'm sorry. Mr. Paulson's
no longer with us.

Is there any way you could
share a forwarding address,

some way to contact him?

Mr. Paulson hung himself
about three and a half weeks ago.

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

I actually checked all the names on
this list for deaths and hospitalizations.

- I don't know how that got past me.
- I'm sure it'll show up shortly.

The woman who took care of
him, she struck me as very thorough.

A woman?

Well, someone he
worked with, or for.

She would stop by here,
make sure he took his medicine,

gave him money occasionally.

She stopped by to see him
the morning we found him.

She was terribly upset,
took care of all the details,

even paid for his cremation.

Would you happen to
have her name, this woman?

My name is Tessa Snyder.

I am chief executive officer
for Dep Pharmaceutical,

have been for about
three years now.

And can you tell the jury
what we're doing here today?

And by that I mean we
all know drug companies

face legal actions
like this all the time.

Usually they're
settled out of court.

Why did you, a young CEO, choose
to fight this out in a public forum?

Nice move.

She's turning the very fact
that we're suing her client

into a laudable thing
in the eyes of the jury.

I may steal that.

One, this company has
an unblemished record

with regard to drug
and testing safety.

And two, this new drug, the
first created under my leadership,

is truly a pharmaceutical miracle for
people who suffer from depression.

I welcomed the
opportunity to tell the court,

the jury, the world, about it.

And can you tell the jury why
you conduct these clinical trials?

Well, the first thing
you need to know is

I got into this business to
help ease human suffering.

I mention that because
I need you to know

how deeply sorry I am
for the Jones family's loss.

Excellent segue. Nicely
written. Nicely performed.

Having said that,
we did nothing wrong.

Simon was screened.

The fact that he was
not completely truthful

is not something we can control.

Just so you know, our
mirror jury is loving her.

How can you not?

And while we need to do
better to ferret out the liars,

we can't let it stop our work.

These clinical trials
exist for the greater good.

Without them, there wouldn't be
medical innovations and discoveries,

new cures for everything from
reproductive health to cancer.

Something's going on. She's
targeting juror three. Why?

Well, she's one of our
greens, and she just went red.

Her friend recently
passed from cancer.

Wow. This woman
will do anything to win.

Reminds me of me.

BENNY: Good
morning, Miss Snyder.

Isn't it true that one of the major
problems these clinical trials face

is recruiting subjects?

I mean, I can't believe
that there's lots of people

who are willing to put
untested drugs into their bodies

for whatever you're
willing to pay them.

Well, it's certainly a lot
easier to find subjects

who suffer from whatever
condition we're trying to target.

Yes, it can be incredibly
difficult finding healthy volunteers,

truly healthy volunteers.

BENNY: And yet until
this drug, until this lawsuit,

your company had a
rare spotless record.

None of the healthy volunteers

in the 50 so years that the
company has been in existence

ever filed a claim or
sought a settlement.

Is that why you decided
to hide the other suicide

among the ten
healthy volunteers?

[MURMURING]

- I love that sound.
- Me too.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Well, does the name
Edgar Paulson ring a bell?

Edgar Paulson?

A 62-year-old homeless
man with dubious mental acuity

who, up until the point
that he hung himself,

was living at the Light
Mission Homeless Shelter.

Is that Dep Pharmaceutical's
idea of a healthy volunteer?

MARISSA: Things are looking
greener and greener over here.

I think you're mistaken.

Mr. Paulson was in absolutely
fine physical and mental shape.

He had fallen on
hard times financially

and that had taken a
toll on his disposition,

but from a purely clinical standpoint,
Mr. Paulson was an ideal subject.

Additionally, he finished
the trial successfully.

Anything that may have
befallen him after that...

Six days after that?

Again, Mr. Paulson suffered
from crushing financial problems.

I can only speculate that that
may be why he took his own life.

- There's no causation there.
- Ah.

I guess we'll never know,
will we, Miss Snyder?

Since you conveniently paid
for the body to be cremated.

- Objection. Relevance.
- Doesn't get more relevant than that.

But please ask the witness a question
as opposed to simply making a statement.

Yes.

Miss Snyder, did
you or did you not

arrange for the cremation
of Mr. Edgar Paulson

once you realized
he had killed himself

after a one-month
course of your new drug?

Miss Snyder?

BULL: Three... two...

one.

Your Honor, would it be
possible to ask for a brief recess

so the sides could meet
privately for a short discussion?

Can you say "settlement"?

JUDGE: This court will
take a 90-minute recess.

[BANGS GAVEL]

BULL: Oh.

There you are.

Here I am.

- Miss?
- Your oldest Scotch, neat.

- And a glass of water, please.
- OK.

[CHUCKLES]

You read my mind. But,
then again, that's what you do.

And you do it very
well, by the way.

I, uh...

I need you to know something.

I didn't bribe that
friend of Simon's.

I'm not saying that I didn't sense
that something might be afoot, but...

I need you to know something.

In the same way you inferred,
without saying as much,

that Simon attempted
suicide with heroin,

even though I strongly suspect
that's not what happened,

Benny and I decided
to infer a little something

that we had no way
of knowing was true.

Maybe someone bribed
him. Maybe someone didn't.

We took a shot.

Thank you.

Great minds.

Here's to seeing you again.
Knowing better next time.

I already rue the day.