Harry's Law (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 19 - And the Band Played On - full transcript

Previously on Harry's Law: I'm
more interested in your number.

Well, I think you'll both be very pleased.

They are prepared to extend
an offer of settlement

in the amount of $123,000.

You said we'd be happy with this offer.

I'm anything but happy, Sam.

In fact, I'm pretty pissed off.

You have a nail in you head.
Take him to the hospital.

I want to be fair, honestly.

What do you think is fair here?

Three million dollars.



Half now, half in six months?

I fired a nail into my head

and you exploited that to
negotiate a settlement.

I saw a guy in a wheelchair out front.

Want to go let the air out of his tires?

I'm happy we worked this out, my dear.

Did that strike you as odd? Odd?

It struck me as nuts.

We thought, well, that's Sam Berman.

Let's just be good lawyers.

You know, Sam, the little crazy
act isn't playing, okay?

I'm not buying it.

Come work for me. Excuse me?

Well, you settle inner office disputes.



You're way too good for that.

Give any more thought to...
I haven't, actually.

But thanks for asking.

I got another idea. You come work with us.

I like doing my own thing.

Fine, come do it with us.

God, look at the two of them.

Ten bucks says he tries to kiss her.

You're on.

She's way too much for him.
I know my people.

Evidently, when it rains,
they practice in here.

Well, the question is, why
the hell are we here?

You still haven't been clear on that.

Yes, I have. No, you haven't.

Sorry.

There she is.

Thank you so much for coming.

I thought it was important

that you get a flavor for, you know...

Well, what is this? Just tell me.

Adam wasn't very clear.

Uh, well, basically, these are the clients.

You can see they come in bulk,

as the lawyers, some represent a few,

some represent quite a
few, and some, like me,

represent just one.
Ours is Seth Carlson, trumpet section.

Why do we work for her?

What do you mean? I mean, I know your gig.

You're a fee-splitting middle man.

You get client after client,

and then saddle us up to do the work.

You're not as clever as you think.

Do you believe that?
No, I think you're very clever.

It's a weird case.

I'm still cutting my teeth
on the normal ones.

I mean, if you could just show up with me

this afternoon, to pre-trial...

Come on, Harry, there's
almost 40 co-defendants.

You have to admit this is a little strange.

40 of them are charged with murder?

Indeed.

First Degree.

Look, Alden...

I'm your friend, right,

I'm speaking to you as a friend when I say

drop this case; you don't
want to pursue it.

Let it go, move on with your life.

I can't drop it, Mr. Jefferson.

As much as I would like to
let it go, I simply cannot.

Okay, you've gone to the DA's Office,

you were told there is no case to be made.

Which is why I've come to you,

to help me build that case
so we could then can then

take it back to the DA.

Okay, let's start by you
looking right back here,

right into my eyes.

She raped me.

I did not choose to have sex with her.

It was not consensual and that is a crime,

for which she should be held accountable.

The woman raped me.

As I said to Phoebe, I
didn't really throw a punch.

I mean, I did, but not really.

I punch like a girl.

And where did you actually punch him?

I'm not sure I even did.

I was in the middle, it was kind of like

a big ball of humanity.

I flailed a little in
Ryan's general direction.

I sort of grazed somebody, but
I'm not sure it was Ryan.

Okay, can you explain to
me how this went down?

Well...

it was in here.

At night.

Ryan had on the uniform,
the rest of us didn't.

That's the way it goes--
the one being hazed

wears the uniform, I guess,
so people know who to punch.

Or in my case, wave at.

So he started on that end.

Ryan? Yes.

We were all in the middle,
and he had to make it

from one end of the court to the other.

Only, you know,

he didn't make it.

He went down right over there.

And, um, he never got up.

And were there some there
hitting harder than the others?

To be honest, I couldn't tell.

I was mainly ducking

and I had my eyes closed.

I fight like a girl, too.

I think I could beat this if
we got an individual trial.

The problem is all our motions
to sever have failed.

They're trying them all en masse.

That's ridiculous. Why?

Judicial economy, I guess.

I mean, it would cost the state over

$100 million to try them separately.

Well, has the DA even seen this kid?

The lead DA is Upton Cruickshank.

Ugh.

Come on, Harry.

You got this case?
I think in part maybe because

the client knew you got
it, but just the same.

What do you want to do?

He claims it wasn't consensual.

Even if that were true...
Which I think it is.

Proving it. Tommy.

I looked into it; it's way more
common than you might think.

Look, the best thing is to

probably depose them
both, get their stories,

then you and I can talk again.

I might bring in Cassie and Ollie.

Why?

Honestly?

A little perspective.

I could use their take.

Tommy, if it's perspective you're after,

have you looked into your client's

psychological state of mind?

Meaning is he crazy?

I don't think so.

If you're asking is he's traumatized,

I would say very much.

Ok... So we have 20
lawyers, or lawyer teams

representing 39 defendants.
Is that our final count?

It is, Your Honor.
And how are we on plea bargaining?

We have offered each defendant
Involuntary Manslaughter

with a three-year sentence,
13 accepted that offer

in principle, I'm expecting
another eight or nine to agree,

leaving us 17 or 18 for trial.

And does the defense have a lead counsel?

I'm told the attorney representing
the most defendants...

That would be me, Your Honor!
Sorry I'm late.

Wow, Judge! Lookie here, we got one charge

fitting 39 defendants

Imagine that.

Gee willikers,

all 39 boys lumped in one big category.

Try them in bulk, Costco justice.

Love it. Love it. Love it.

Mr. Berman, if you're winding
up for another motion to sever,

don't bother.. Hey, how about a
good ol' motion to dismiss then,

on grounds that this thing
is utterly ridiculous.

Show of hands, how many
think this is ridiculous?

Mr. Berman...
It's hazing, what's the biggie?

It's cultural, we're raised
to haze, are we not?

We have clubs, we have initiations.

This is a marching band, for God's sake.

They toot their trumpets and
blow their little horns.

I'm sure some would be happy to blow yours

in chambers, if that would help.
Show of hands, anybody?

You think that's funny?

Funny?

No, what's funny is this case.

What's funny is this is a band,

and this band exists to
play at football games.

Heard of football, Judgie, it's a contest

where big muscle-bound
behemoths bash their heads

into each other, causing lifelong damage,

sometimes death-- we love it, we
cheer, we spend wads of money

to support it. And here we
have a band with one isolated,

freakish, tragic result, and whoosh,

let's haul'em all in on murder charges.
Are we serious?

Am I to understand, Mr. Berman that you are

taking the lead role in
handling the defense?

Hector Walsh, Judge.

Representing Simon
Bensworth and Colin Stark.

We have a defendants' lawyers
meeting set up for tonight,

but it is our assumption that each of us

will be afforded opportunity to adequately

defend our respective clients.

Yes, Mr. Walsh, as I've made clear,

you will each get opportunity,
but we will not be chewing

the same food over and over.

Otherwise we'll be here for years.

I expect you to consolidate
where appropriate

and have one or two lawyers,
tops leading the charge.

And that'll be me, Judgie,
captain of the team.

Don't you just love teams? If only we had

a band to go with it. Oh, right, we do!

Boxcars.

He's gotten worse. Tell me.

Has he gone nuts?

Well...

the thing about Sam is,
it's always hard to tell.

I mean, he traded on being
unpredictable and mercurial.

I think he was trading a
little too much on it there.

There's no way we can let
him spearhead this case.

Well, let's just see how
this meeting plays out.

He might surprise you.

That I don't doubt.

Let's go.

Okay, then... first order of business

should be to select our lead attorney.

Obviously one who might represent

the best spokesperson for the entire group.

Well, Hector, I thought
we previously agreed

to let that be a function of math,

whoever represents the most
defendants-- I have six.

Well, Sam, I guess what I'm suggesting,

is that we not let this be
a mathematical equation.

Sam, you came off a bit erratic to me.

Erratic, gee.

That's quite a conclusion.

We got a lot of psychology
degrees among us tonight.

See, the thing is, Hector, and

forgive me if it seems like the
rest of you already get it,

whereas perhaps Hector... Boo!

What Hector fails to realize

is that erratic...

Boo!

Erratic can be good, it can
keep the opposition off stride.

It's quite a thing when the world...
geez, it's hot,

when the world doesn't have a
clue as to what you'll do next,

they come in ready to play a chess game,

and what do you know? Turns out the game

isn't so much chess after all.

It's checkers!

You see?

By the time you've figured
out what the game is,

Sam Berman has already won it.

Uh, that being said,

we still feel we'd be better served

by somebody else on the front line.

Oh, do you now, and just
how many agree? Hm?

Oh... well, then.

I stand corrected.

I apologize.

May I ask a silly question?

Has anybody bothered to challenge

the Felony Murder Rule?

On what grounds? It's dumb.

It is. It's a dumb rule.

At least when you apply it like this.

If we get it tossed, then
all these cases go away.

The Felony Murder Rule has been
around longer than all of us.

Oh, well, then.

You didn't tell me it was old.

I guess that settles it.

Yes, Miss...

Oh, Blake. Phoebe Blake.

Speaking as someone who hasn't been around

longer than all of you or...

any of you...

it would be the quickest
out, getting the court

to set aside the Felony Murder Rule.

Why not let Harry take a shot?

I've seen her.

She's really good.

Okay, so we all know how
a deposition works.

I'll try to keep this one brief, Mr. Mills.

Okay, we're all here today
because you say that

this woman made you sleep with her.

Why don't you tell us
exactly what happened?

Well, we met at an office party.

She had come with somebody else, but...

we met by the bar.

We spoke for a while... flirted, I guess.

There was music playing,
so we decided to dance.

It was a slow song,

very sexy.

I guess we were dancing in a
way that angered her escort,

and he left without her.

So, now, she was stuck without a ride,

so I decided to give her a lift.

We talked a bit more in the car.

So then leaned over to say good night.

We kissed.

It was a very inviting kiss.

She then asked me to
come in for a nightcap.

And you accepted. Which I shouldn't have.

But you did.

Yes. So, we went inside and had a drink.

One drink? Two.

Then what happened?

We began kissing...

rather passionately, like
two kids in high school.

Did she know you were married?

Yes, because I kept saying

"This is wrong, I can't
do this, I'm married."

But it was consensual?

At this point, completely.

At least, so I thought.

So you thought?

I now believe she put
something in my drinks.

This was so out of character
for me, I'm convinced she...

Alden, come on!
Oh, what, okay. You think that she

drugged you, Mr. Mills?

Either with the date-rap drug or something.

Did you black out?
No, I never lost consciousness,

but...

I wasn't myself.

And I was loopy.
Look, I was definitely kissing back.

My hands were roving as much as hers but...

suddenly, she had my pants down.

And that's where I drew the line.

I said "Whoa, whoa." But she didn't stop.

And then, all of a sudden, she was...

...performing oral sex on me.

Excuse me? It lasted seconds

because I jumped back, I was so startled.

I said "I can't, I'm married."

She giggled and said, "Sorry."

And we started kissing again.

And then I fell back onto the sofa.

Like I said,

I was light-headed and loopy.

And before I even realized,
she was on top of me, and...

...I was inside her.

You were having intercourse.

I would say she was having intercourse.

I was laying there.

You were just laying there?

I think I said, "No, this can't happen.

This can't happen."

But she didn't stop, and then...

Then what?

Then what, Mr. Mills?

I climaxed.

I'm still having a hard time understanding

this Felony Murder Rule.

Well, basically, it's a prosecutor's tool.

It allows them to skip over
proving elements of the crime.

Intent is a big element of any homicide.

Now, here, obviously, Seth
didn't mean to harm the victim,

and possibly none of the boys did.

But with felony murder, all
the prosecution has to show

is that they were committing
an underlying felony,

and something bad resulted.

Even when it's completely unforeseeable?

I understand if a person commits arson

and somebody inadvertently dies, but here,

this band has been doing this
initiation thing for 50 years.

Nobody's even been hurt.

This kid died of a heart attack.

It's not fair.

It's why almost all of
countries who used to

have this rule have now abolished it.

But here in the United States,

in order to get rid of it,

you would have to have a member
of Congress amend the law.

And none of them wants to do that,

because they don't want to be
accused of being soft on crime.

It sucks, I won't kid you.

But that's what we're up against.

I don't dispute Alden's version of events.

They pretty much happened as he said.

Except for the notion that
the sex wasn't consensual.

Who undid his trousers?

Well, everything was happening so fast,

I believe that it was his hands
that were on my breasts,

and the ones that were
on his belt were mine.

And as for the oral sex?

I might have taken a little
bit of an initiative there.

In fact, he jumped back, didn't he?

This is funny?

This is anything but funny, Mr. Jefferson.

I'm being sued.
But you smiled just the same.

I smiled at the suggestion

that he was either horrified
or unappreciative.

Why did he jump back, then?

Married men often do the
"I'm faithful" Dance

right before they commit adultery.

You've been with married men before?

Objection. Rape Shield. No, no, no, no.

Rape Shield doesn't apply in civil cases.
It's open season.

You've been with married men before?

It's happened.

How many? Objection.

It's fair game, Counsel.
Welcome to our world.

How many?

Two, three.

Which is it? Three.

Could I have their names, please?

Look, I really don't
want to hurt these men.

Oh, in that case... tough. Names, please?

This is over. Fine, we'll go to the judge,

move for costs, get an order,

and do it all over again.

You will not use this as
a fishing expedition.

That's exactly what I'll do.

Let's go, Cecilia.

Oh, gee. Sam, what a nice surprise.

You threw me under the bus, Harry.

They staged a mutiny, threw
me right under the Greyhound,

and you raised your hand.

Look, you know me, I'd
be more than delighted

to toss you under the
bus and drive the bus.

But that's not what I was doing.

Ever since you took that nail...

Sam, you're not well.

I'm happy.

I appreciate the little things
in life in a way I haven't.

Do you know what I did the other day?

I took out the lawn sprinkler--

you know, the old kind,

the one that goes back and forth,

the ones we used to jump through, as kids,

on hot summer days.

I set it up,

pulled out a lawn chair, poured
myself a glass of wine...

and I just watched it sprinkle.

Back and forth.

Back and forth. Back and forth.

It was joyous.

Do you remember those days, Harry?

I do.

Sam, you need to get some help.

I'm fine.

I am the most fine I've
been in a long time.

You want me to toss the Felony Murder Rule?

For this case, yes.

This rule has been designed
as a prosecutorial shortcut

to get convictions for people
when there is no evidence...

Ms. Korn, I'm not about to throw
out the Felony Murder Rule.

Judge, its application here is ludicrous.

I want you to watch this tape.
It's been edited together

with various cell phone
recordings of the event

made by the band members themselves.

Ryan?

Ryan, look at me.

What's going on? You all right?

Call 911!

What you saw was primarily
a celebratory ritual.

And when it became clear
that Ryan was in distress,

the mood shifted to concern
and then to rescue.

Your Honor, she's arguing the elements.

No, I'm just establishing a context.

And I'm not denying that
violence happened there;

brutal violence.

The public is outraged,
the story's gone viral,

you got of the media calling
out for blood justice,

and as a result, you've got a DA's Office

under pressure to get that justice.

I mean, what he really wants here is

Involuntary Manslaughter.

And he's using the Felony Murder
Rule as a means to plea bargain.

It's bad faith. And many members

of the band never so much as threw a punch,

He knows that, and he's seeking murder?

I've offered many of these
band members complete outs,

including your client.

Only if he would give you
testimony to hang the others,

which he couldn't because
he had his eyes closed!

You're using the Felony Murder
Rule as a weapon to extort.

It's blackmail; it's either
manslaughter or prison

for potential life-- I mean,
what the hell is that?

Maybe you should talk to
the mother of the boy

who was beaten to death by this swarm...

Okay, the boy had a coronary.

I'm sure that was foreseeable, right?

18-year-olds have heart attacks every day!

All right, Ms. Korn, I get your point.

Mr. Cruickshank, how do you respond?

Ms. Korn doesn't like
the Felony Murder Rule,

thinks it should be repealed. Fine.

Her recourse is with the legislature.

Your job, Your Honor, is to
interpret and apply the law.

Ms. Korn would like you to rewrite it.

That is not your job nor,
fortunately, your right.

Now, as to whether the Felony Murder Rule

has been misapplied here, I think not.

Yes, the cause of death
here, medically speaking,

was a coronary. So what?

The statute applies to
deaths that are accidental

as well as deliberate.

So, yes, if a victim has a
heart attack during a robbery

and dies, those robbers can be
charged with Felony Murder.

The same is true for when
the victim is a young man

who's been beaten by a gang of 39,

which this victim was.

And speaking of gangs, we've
had many deaths recently

from gang jumping-in initiations,

almost exactly like this.

A young man decides to join a gang,

goes through the initiation
known as "Jumping-in,"

where other gang members punch him.

On occasion, the result is death.

And we punish for murder.

But here, because the violent
gang members wear uniforms,

go to college and play trumpets...

we supposed to smile and just
say, "Boys will be boys"?

I think not.

The Felony Murder Rule
hurts Ms. Korn's client,

so she doesn't like it.

An innocent boy is dead.

I don't like that.

I believe there's a few more
folks on my side of the fence.

Doesn't look good, Harry.

The judge cut me off.

Said I'd made my points when
I hadn't made all my points.

He cut me off.

Well, if you have more to say, I'd say it.

He's not about to let me
make another statement.

Well, give him a chance.

Harry, if the Felony murder Rule stays,

Seth Carlson is looking at prison.

If you get it quashed,
he probably walks free.

That's true for a lot of those boys.

As they say in sports, you need
to leave it all on the field.

We haven't given up.

We're still investigating.

But...?

It's our opinion...

Alden, you took her home.

The sex-- at least the beginning
of it-- was consensual.

I think you need to let this one go.

I'm sorry.

Would you say that to a woman?

By starting to get physical,

she loses the right to say "Stop"?

You would never say that.

No, I wouldn't.

Then why?

I had it coming?

'Cause I went inside, I deserved it?

We draw different presumptions with men.

Fair or not, we do.

And the presumption here
would be against you.

You need to let it go.

Do you really think I'd be here if I could?

How do you tell a rape victim...

"Just let it go"?

A band? What kind of a band is that?

A band that brutally beats a
fellow band member to death?

And what kind of a lawyer would

possibly, morally be able to defend them?

They're like a pack of wild animals.

But we have a name for that
kind of lawyer, don't we?

They're called "Harrys"--
specifically, Harry Korns.

Hey, here's an idea for a show.

Viciously murder somebody,
and then try to go free.

We could call it "Harry's
Law." A nice family show.

Hey, you could put it on Sunday
nights at 8:00. Perfect!

Tommy, we're never gonna make this float.

It was consensual right up to the point

where he says it wasn't.

This isn't even close.

Here's what I don't get.

Our guy's got money, he's
not suing to get rich.

By suing, he has to tell
his wife, his kids,

he risks losing his family.

What's his motive?

It could only be that
he's telling the truth.

All rise.

I'm not getting a good feeling.

Be seated.

All right, my finding...

I'm sorry, Judge, I really
feel I wasn't allowed

to complete my argument, and
I would like to do so now.

Are you sure? You might want
to quit while you're ahead.

Oh. Am I ahead?

No. My finding...

Then I have more to say.

Counsel...

This whole thing is a joke.

There is no way that this matter should be

consolidated like this.

We have 39 defendants.

Some of them have different,
possibly conflicting stories.

And the only reason for
lumped all together here is

so the State can save money.

It's bad enough that we're using a rule

to convict kids of crimes
they didn't commit,

but to not give them their
proper day in court?!

Are you done?

No, I'm not done! These are kids!

Were some of them guilty
of Criminal Assault?

Absolutely. But many of them were not,

and they were engaged in
a ritual that had all

but been institutionalized at this college.

The school knew about it,

they could have stopped
it, but they didn't,

probably because they considered
it to be fairly harmless.

But after one isolated tragic
outcome and a public up in arms,

suddenly heads must roll.

I mean, they're brought up
on First-Degree Murder!

Not Negligent Homicide,
not Reckless Disregard,

but First-Degree Murder!

You should be ashamed of yourself.

There is no possible
stretching of the facts

that gets you to First Degree here.

Which is why you employ
this preposterous device

known as the Felony Murder Rule.

It's offensive to the principle
innocent till proven guilty.

It's an insult to due process.

It has nothing to do with justice.

And it's a flat-out atrocity

to the lives of these young people,

many of whom have done absolutely nothing.

And contrary to Mr. Cruickshank's
suggestion,

you do get a say as to
whether a law is legitimate.

That's why you're a judge.

You wear that robe for many reasons,

the first being to protect
us from overreaching,

oppressive laws, of which the
Felony Murder Rule is one.

Now I'm done.

Please, the guy ejaculated.

It's like a woman having an orgasm

and claims she was raped.

You think that's impossible?

Or course I do.

Not.

I prosecuted a few cases where the victim

involuntarily climaxed.

It's really rare, but say
what you were gonna say.

No, I got nothing to say.

That isn't true, is it?

Cassie, if she had an orgasm, that means...

It means what, that's it's one
of the more enjoyable rapes?

No, I didn't say that.

A man grabs a woman, he throws her down,

he forces himself on her at knifepoint,

she physically orgasms,
and that's not rape?

Sure, it is.

I'm going home.

Wait. Does this mean I'm not coming?

Oh, not with me, you're not.

This is Mr. Jon Dowdy.

He's the gentleman that
brought Cecilia to the party

where she met our client.

These are my colleagues, Mr.
Richard and Mr. Jefferson.

Could you tell them what you just told me?

All of it?

You can give them a shorter version.

Okay.

Well, as I said--

and this was not my idea being here--

Ms. Reynolds came to me.

Go ahead.

Well, as I told your colleague,

Cecilia was a pretty kinky
girl, which was fine by me.

I'd just come out of a
long-term relationship

and was looking for some fun,

and she seemed more than willing to...

So, I mean, anyway, the first time,

she kind of took the bull by the
horn, if you get my meaning.

I don't. Could you be more specific?

Well, we'd come back to my
place, had a drink or two,

cut to my clothes are off,
and she's on top of me.

It was like a fantasy, sort of.

You know what I mean, a woman
that looks like that, just...

When she met your client at the party

and seemed more interested in him,

I just figured, "Easy
come, easy go," You know?

Could you tell them the other part?

They can keep a secret.

Okay.

Well... ordinarily, I don't perform well.

I get a little anxiety, and I, uh...

But not this night.

I mean, I was fully... to be honest,

I was bigger than...

I think she laced my drink
with a little Viagra.

I asked her, and she didn't say no.

She just smiled and said,

"Let's just let the magic
of the night..." Whatever,

I don't remember what she said.

I was just hoping for a
little bit more of the magic.

You think there's a chance

she put something else in your drink?

Actually, I think she did.

I was a little foggy, which is unfortunate,

'cause I'd like to remember every detail.

Look, as I told Ms. Reynolds,

I'd prefer to keep this under the radar.

I mean, there's no way

I'm gonna repeat this in any
public or formal... you know?

He's lying.

Why would he lie, Cecilia?

His story coincides exactly
with Alden's accusation.

Well, Alden is wrong,

and so is Jon. The sex was consensual.

No, it was not!

Alden... I have a family!

There are consequences to this!

Well, then why were you with me?
I shouldn't have been,

but there's a line, and I
never would've crossed it!

You drugged me! All right.

You said this was part of
a settlement discussion.

What is it you're looking for?

I want an acknowledgment and an apology.

What does it matter what...?

It matters to me; I need to know!

Okay, I am not about to advise
my client to admit to a crime,

so if that's the endgame here...

He doesn't care about the prosecution,

he just wants her to acknowledge

what she did. Why?

Because I do! Alden, you need
to take it down a notch.

That's all you're looking for?

It stays sealed?

It never has to leave this room.
Isn't that right, Alden?

Yes. I don't care about...

I just want her to admit
it and to apologize.

And if you ask me why it
matters to me one more time,

I will go to the police.

She apologizes, and this is over.

Done.

Okay.

I apologize.

I thought you might like the
thrill of being seduced, taken.

And being married, I thought
you might also appreciate...

Well, you could always
rationalize this wasn't

something that you did...

but something that was done to you.

You could have killed him.

If he'd been taking nitrates,
the combination with Viagra...

Okay, I know that his heart was fine.

We'd talked about our
respective training regimens.

I'm sorry, Alden.

I suppose I've been objectified
and pawed and even groped

ever since I was 16.

So, maybe on some level,

I wanted to take the power.

I'm sorry, Alden.

I suppose I've been objectified
and pawed and groped

ever since I was 16.

Well, I'm sure the DA can build a case now.
What?!

This is sealed.
Oh, yeah, I lied about that.

Tommy, this is a settlement meeting. Right.

Which means I can't use the
information against her,

but the police can.

You can't do that. Oh, but I can.

Your only recourse would be to sue me,

but you'll probably have
to do so from jail.

Hey, check this out.

My auto-tune remix app.

Awesome, huh?

Love it.

All right, let's try this again.

After careful consideration,

I find the application of the
Felony Murder Rule in this case

to be overbroad and misplaced.

That count against all
defendants is dropped.

Settle down.

Take your seats or you will be removed.

All the other charges stand.

Mr. Cruickshank, I would encourage you

to pare this prosecution down to
focus on the primary offenders,

otherwise we will all be
here for a very long time.

And I'm not sure I could take that.

Adjourned.

Unbelievable.

Mm-hmm, I told you she was good.

So, what happens now?

Well, the DA will have to
do some serious regrouping,

but with any luck, your nightmare's over.

Honey...

Tommy, this is wrong.

I know.

The client was satisfied with the apology.

I called Amanda and told
her, the case is over.

Good work, Cassie, digging
up that other guy.

Well, I didn't have to dig.

I just keep my mind open to the
idea that maybe someone...

Yeah, well, anyway, thanks again.

Well done, Harry.

Not sure if it was chess,
checkers or Parcheesi,

but you sure as hell got the job done.

Well done.

Well, thanks, Sam.

Is there anything else?

No.

Okay.

Well, see you later.

Hey, how about we get a drink sometime?

A drink?! Yeah.

A drink, have a couple of laughs, why not?

Sam, I haven't been asked out
since the Carter Administration.

What I can remember, it
goes something like...

how it's going now.

Are you asking me out?

Why not?

You're a wonderful lady.

And I'm quite partial to wonderful ladies.

You taped the woman?

It happens.

You could get disbarred
for that kind of stunt.

I didn't use it.

We settled it.

I just wanted to give that woman a scare.

She got off light, Harry.

She raped him.

Let me ask you something.

What do you think of this Phoebe girl?

She's all right, I guess.

What does Adam think of her?

Why are you asking?

Oh, for God's sake.

That kid's got a problem,

I'm telling you. Mm.

He gets smitten by anything
that smiles at him.

I tell you, Harry... it's their world.

Kids.

It's their world.

Well, maybe there's hope, then.

Little bit.