Harry's Law (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 6 - The Rematch - full transcript

Previously on Harry's Law...

I'd really appreciate it

if you'd cut the condescending crap.

He's going to be found guilty.

- Not guilty.
- You've got to be kidding me!

Did you say Roseanna Remmick?

You actually had her arrested?

Look, they got the matter dismissed,
so what's all the hoo-ha?

Nowhere does it say you get
to make your own rules.

How about we hold this
whole system of so-called...

- Mr. Peyton, that's enough.
- ...justice in contempt?



It's now very personal

and I have no intention
of calling any truce.

Why are you being nice to me?

Because I think somebody needs to be.

This case is over on the grounds
of prosecutorial misconduct.

Miss Remmick, I will be recommending you

for immediate disbarment.

We all know the basic facts by now:

though he effectively negotiated

the safe return of the abducted child,

Mr. Peyton is nevertheless
being prosecuted

as an accessory to the crime.

It is not a decision I made lightly.

As a former D.A., it ran contrary



to many of the principles I hold dear.

I hold law and order
very dear, very dear,

but these were obviously
extremely exigent circumstances,

a human life was at stake.

Okay.

As of right now, you stop
all talking to the press.

- Why?
- Why? Because I said so, puck.

Once a trial starts, I
like all my focus to be on

the evidence, not on the
blatherings of my client.

Plus, how do I put this,
charm is not in your wheelhouse.

The public is completely
with me here, Harry, completely.

Understood. But the evidence
is a little less decided.

Can I just throw in my two cents here?

I certainly agree with
the logic of a speedy trial,

especially since you do seem to be

a folk hero du jour of sorts,

but maybe we're going a little too fast.

No, no. I want this over with,

done, over and done, I can't exactly

practice law with criminal charges pending,

and quite frankly I need to
work, I can't afford not to.

But given that you face prison...

That's not going to happen.
Not going to happen.

You participated in a kidnapping.

A rescue, there's a difference.
Who is this baggage?

It was a rescue...
I helped get the kid back.

Obviously the police don't
quite see it that way.

And if Roseanna Remmick has

personally chosen to prosecute,
that tells you something.

We're ready for trial, let's do this.

People like me, they like you,

they don't like her, let's
get it done, over and done.

- Saw that!
- Okay.

For this meeting with Remmick
let's be on our best behavior.

As you say, the public is
completely on our side.

Let's just hope her grudge
instincts give way to

common sense and she'll
figure she can't win this.

Ah, there's Ms. Sugar-And-Spice now.

There's a big difference
between giving representation

to a defendant and actually
participating in his crime.

Mr. Peyton crossed that line,

and quite frankly,
I'm surprised that he did.

As for Harry Korn now taking up
his cause, well...

I guess she's had all the
murderers in Cincinnati.

Why not sample a few kidnappers?

And so it begins.

Harry's Law 2x06 - The Rematch
Original air date November 2, 2011

Gloria?

Hey, Tommy.

How are you, dear?

Well, I'm making do.

Oh, it's so good to see you.
How you doing, Abe?

Remember me?

Tommy J?

He's not doing so well of late.

He's gotten worse?

I'm afraid so.

Cassie, say hello to Gloria and Abe Gold.

Nice to meet you. Cassie Reynolds.

These are two of the greatest
people on earth, bar none.

My very first clients.

And as of last month,
officially my oldest.

Stu Veric stroked out. Mazel tov.

Well... okay.

What brings you?

Can we talk in private?

Absolutely.

This is what I get now.

Prolonged silence,

and then a sudden blast
from his old stand-up routine.

What does the doctor say?

It's the progression of his Alzheimer's.

I need to put him in a facility.

Hey, Tommy.

- Abe?
- Tommy!

Are you still practicing the law?

Yeah, Abe. I am. How are you doing?

He just comes and goes.

It's mostly the...

How can I help?

I'm a bit ashamed to say this,

but I want a divorce.

What?

It's the only way
we can afford the facility

without having to sell our house.

If we divorce,
with everything going to me,

Medicaid has to consider him

at his reduced net worth,

and they'll pay more.

Gloria, that's...

that's fraud.

I know.

That's why I came to you.

No offense.

My wife...

late last night I met her
at the front door,

she was wearing sexy lingerie.

The problem is, she was coming home.

It's like a little reunion
of sorts, Harry and Pucky.

Wish I had some tea and crumpets.

Just out of curiosity, may I ask

how did you manage to beat
the disbarment proceeding?

Oh, please, Harry, even you
managed to swat aside

our anemic little bar
when they called you in.

With my political suck, it
was like brushing my teeth.

Plus, I bet one or two
of them know your soft spot.

How clever you must be feeling,
Pucky, bringing in the big gun.

Are we feeling clever, Pucky?

Did he tell you that's
what I used to call him?

Whenever I'd assign him a case,

I'd just lean out my door
and go, "here, Pucky, Pucky."

And he'd come scampering up like

the bald little sycophant that he is.

It was so cute.

Keep talking, Roseanna, keep talking.

Oh, I intend to, Pucky.

Kidnappers make me quite chatty, in fact.

- Roseanna.
- Yes, Harry?

I'm gonna presume
for the sake of argument

that you're a rational person.
Forgive my leap in logic.

You have to know he didn't really kidnap.

He aided and abetted a kidnapper.

As far as I know, conspired,
perhaps for a cut of the ransom,

Pucky's a little strapped
for cash, did you know that?

You might want to ask
for your fee up front.

- You know what your problem is?
- Josh.

Oh, you tell me my problem, Pucky.

Let's see how it stacks up against yours.

Can't we just behave as
grown-ups here for one second?

No. I don't do that.

Roseanna,

I really think you need psychological help.

Yes, well, perhaps you can
recommend somebody, Harry.

Right now, I'm a little busy.

All my focus has to be on
putting this criminal in prison.

But on a much brighter note,

you and I get to tee it
up all over again.

Harry versus Ro, part deux.

It's like a sequel. I love sequels.

Tree Versus Troll: The Rematch.

I've been fortunate enough to
amass a small fortune of sorts.

I never thought big enough
to make me a target.

Tell us what happened, Mr. Faulkner.

Not long ago, we were

awakened in the middle of the night.

The security alarm had sounded.

The dogs were barking.

We began checking on the children.

And Caitlyn, our youngest,
when we got to her room,

she was gone.

We just couldn't find her anywhere.

That's when we got the call.

He said he had her, and he instructed us

not to go to the police.

He said if we did, she would be killed.

We had heard that there
were private companies

that specialized in abductions.

Our lawyer said he would
try to put us in touch,

but the next day, a private investigator

showed up at our door.

He said he was retained
by the lawyer that represented

the man that took Caitlyn.

And he arranged for a meeting
with this lawyer,

who was... the defendant.

You met with this man?

Yes.

And he told us of the
demand for $2 million.

Two days later, Mr. Peyton
contacted us directly.

He had Caitlyn.

He personally had your daughter?

Yes. He'd had her for almost a day.

- A day?
- Yes.

He had made a deal with the kidnapper

to give him time to get out of the country.

In the news, you've said
some very nice things

- about the defendant.
- He saved my daughter's life.

Would your opinion change
of Mr. Peyton somewhat

if you learned he was in
on the kidnapping?

- Objection.
- Withdrawn.

Let me be clear.

The state has no information
that would suggest

that Mr. Peyton plotted in any
way to kidnap your daughter.

Only that he acted as a broker,
the middleman.

Objection. That is a misrepresentation...

I'm sorry, have closing arguments begun?

Ms. Remmick, let's confine
this to questions

directed at the witness.

Of course, Your Honor.

From your perspective, sir,

Mr. Peyton acted as a broker,
a middleman, if you will.

- Am I correct?
- Okay. Yes.

Thank you, sir.

Is there any doubt in your mind, sir,

Josh Peyton was instrumental in effecting

the safe return of your daughter?

None.

As I said, he saved Caitlyn's life.

Thank you.

Hey, Cassie, listen.

I won't bore you with the details,

but in order to qualify for more Medicaid,

Gloria and Abe have to get a divorce.

It's the only way they can
afford the facility

which Abe needs to be in.

It's obviously gotta be
an arm's length thing.

They'll each need
separate representation.

Would you mind representing Abe?
Or Gloria, one or the other.

- You want me to help you scam Medicaid?
- I do.

- A crime.
- Look, you ask me,

the real crime is how we can't
take care of our elderly.

Tommy, scamming the system
with a sham divorce,

this state can barely afford to
pay for its Medicaid program

- as is.
- People do it all the time.

That doesn't make it right.

- What's your point?
- My point...

Look, Medicaid has no standing
to challenge a legal divorce.

- Many lawyers now advise that...
- I'm not one of them.

Come on, Cassie. Don't be one of those.

What if Medicaid decides to sue for fraud,

you ever think of that?

One of us could remarry.

I'm told they never
really investigate if...

We have some good friends
who are widowers.

Maybe one of them would be
willing to pretend.

Please.

I've worked for the FBI for 19 years,

primarily dealing
with kidnappings, and I will

tell you that it would be

extremely dangerous for a
private citizen to involve

himself in these kinds of crimes.

Well, to be fair, Mr. Peyton would say

that he inserted himself into a rescue.

He's not qualified to make that call.

Kidnappers are a different
breed of criminal,

a particularly dangerous breed.

Was he successful here? Seems he was.

Did he luck out? Sure.

But that doesn't change the fact

this was criminally reckless.

Okay. But since he did help
get the child back,

shouldn't we cut Mr. Peyton some slack?

By cutting him some slack,

you tell the next would-be
Captain America,

"hey, you go ahead and try it."
Not to mention,

what's to stop the next
kidnapper from saying,

"hey, this is easy. Go through
a lawyer and you're safe."

Let's not forget there's
a very dangerous criminal

on the loose, $2 million richer,

because of Mr. Peyton's efforts.

Isn't it true that more and more
families of kidnap victims are

turning to the private sector
to solve these things?

It is not something I recommend.

Clearly. But there are
at least six to ten

high-end U.S. firms, private firms,

that specialize in kidnap resolution.

Those are usually for foreign
abductions, or Mexican drug...

Private U.S. firms that insert
themselves into kidnap rescues.

Does the FBI arrest these firms or...?

These firms and the people
in them have a lot more

training than Mr. Peyton.

So you allow it, then.

And, Special Agent Neely,

would it surprise you to learn

that these firms have
a much better success rate

of getting victims back safely

than the police or the FBI?

Those statistics are
unreliable... and, again,

that man was not qualified...

You seem rather jacked-up.

Did the D.A. jack you up?

I know she can do that.

Objection!

Objection sustained.

Ms. Remmick, take your seat.

You mention unreliable statistics.

Isn't it true that we don't even know

how many kidnappings there are a year,

because so many go unreported.

That's not the issue here.

That's not the issue?

One of the reasons they go unreported,

and so many people

are turning to private citizens for help,

is that the police aren't
so red-hot on this.

That would be an issue, right?

Especially for those parents...

In non-family abductions...
which this was...

40% of the kids are killed.

40 percent!

You like those odds, agent Neely?

Which speaks exactly as to how
dangerous these things are.

He got the child back safely.

Caitlyn Faulkner

is alive today

because of his involvement;
perhaps only because...

And I'm sure there are cases
where private citizens

have picked up guns,

helped police, on occasion,

that does not mean we encourage
a return to the wild West.

Did it ever occur to you that Josh Peyton

put his own life in danger
to save this girl?

Did you thank him, at least,

before slapping on the cuffs?

The day we bless the private citizenry

to handle law enforcement...

and especially dangerous criminals...

Would not be good, I grant you.

But how about for the guys
who save six-year-old girls,

we make a special exception,

and not throw them into prison?

Why is he in my office?

So you can talk to him. So you can...

I'm not involving myself in this.

It's just a little paperwork.

You cross a "T", you dot an "I".

Okay, how do I put this?

The tinsmith forgot to give you a heart.

You know, others may think of you

as this cold, stuck-up
tight-ass, but I know better.

I see the real you, Cassie.

I see you naked.

Just... talk to him.

Please.

Mr. Gold...

my name is Cassie Reynolds.

Mr. Gold, are you listening?

Do you understand me?

Mr. Gold, I'm Cassie. I'm an attorney.

You're very beautiful.

Oh, thank you.

My wife is not beautiful.

She's a little ugly.

I don't think that's true at all.

Once I thought I was
making love in her buttocks.

Turns out she was giving me fellatio.

He's out of his mind.

He doesn't even have the capacity

to agree to a divorce, much less...

He has lucid spells.

We just need to catch him
at the right moment.

- Tommy...
- Failing that...

we get you appointed guardian.

Courts do it all the time.

No...

Cassie... I know I'm asking a lot,

but Abe needs medical care
we simply cannot afford.

I understand, Mrs. Gold.

And it's not that I don't sympathize.

# Heart of my heart #

# I love that melody... #

I didn't realize he could still do that.

Eh...

That was really good, Abe.

Mm.

I remember when you started, Tommy,

I told you that you would be a big star,

'cause I knew you had what it takes.

You remember, Tommy?

I do, Abe... I remember
like it was yesterday.

Well... I see you met
my granddaughter, eh?

Isn't she beautiful?

Isn't she beautiful, Tommy?

Yeah, Abe... she is.

I used to sing to you a lot
when you were a baby.

I'm dying.

I have Alzheimer's.

What would possibly possess you
to go along with fraud?

First of all, you expose this firm to...

I know it's wrong, Harry.

Then why do it?

Well, what does it say about us

that we can't take care of our elderly?

One reason being maybe Medicare
is being bankrupted by fraud.

Well, maybe so, but I'm looking at

two old people that
don't deserve their plight.

You sure about that?

Excuse me?

A lot of elderly do just fine.

You know which ones?

The ones who planned for it.
The ones who save.

The ones who don't spend, spend, spend

like there's no tomorrow.

The problem is we have too many people

living high off the hog,

then when the money runs
out, they start crying,

why doesn't the government
take care of me?

Well, I don't buy it.

And if you do want to
lay it on the government,

it was their generation that
put those hacks in office

that deregulated everything,
including the banks,

put us all in the crapper,

so, no, I don't feel
sorry for old people.

We spend, what, a third
of our federal budget

on Medicare, social security?

Old people are what is
wrong with this country.

Sick ones... worst offenders.

Wha...?

Cassie...

Tommy, we got a couple snags here.

Snags? What snags?

First of all, this will
never fool Medicaid,

not for one second.

The settlement leaves everything to her.

Well, that's the only way
they'll pay full board.

If his net worth is reduced to nada.

Understood... but you have to
at least make it look good.

The imbalance is too conspicuous.

She gets the house... what could Abe get?

Well, that's kind of all we have.

We could give him the car,

but he can't drive.

He could keep all of his jokes, please.

There's also another problem:

if Abe is in on the scam,
there's a good chance

that he'll tip off Medicaid,

and if he's not in on it,

he's gonna think you're
really leaving him.

Oh, I never thought about that.

- That would kill him.
- Mm-hmm.

Does he even know he's going
to this facility?

Well, I've talked about it,
but how much he understands...

You need to tell him.

The client was rather small-time.

Uh... well, it seems he got cold feet.

What do you mean you took somebody?

This is privileged.

You told me it was privileged.

Willie, what do you mean
you took somebody?

A, uh, a young girl.

You abducted a child?

He said he'd entered the premises

and abducted a young girl.

He even knew her name: Caitlyn Faulkner.

So he came to me

to see if there was some way
that he could undo this.

- Undo it?
- But I can't get caught, okay?

With my record, if I get
convicted of kidnapping,

I can't be caught.
That's part of the deal.

Now you listen to me:

first of all, I do not have
to honor privilege here.

If I have knowledge of an ongoing crime,

especially one where a life is in danger,

I have the right,
not to mention the duty,

to go to the police... and I will.

And he said, "you don't know
where she is."

"I'm the only one who does
know where she is",

"and if you've never believed anything"

"I've said to you before,
believe this, Mr. Peyton",

"if you go to the police,
she will be dead."

This man was highly unstable, in my mind,

and quite capable of deadly violence.

I did believe him.

So what happened next?

So I made the deal.

I would go to the parents,
get the money in cash,

he would bring the girl to me,

at which time, I would give him the cash.

You negotiated with a kidnapper.

I felt it was the only way
to ensure the girl's safety.

I really did.

And it played out according to the deal.

Yes, he gave me Caitlyn,
I gave him the cash,

and then I returned the child
to her parents.

You kept Caitlyn

for a full day, and then returned her.

He said he had associates who
would go after her again...

or me... if I didn't give him the day.

- And you believed that?
- To be honest, no.

I thought that part of it was a bluff.

But I didn't want to take any chances.

So you helped him escape.

A man you just described as unstable,

and capable of deadly violence,

and you helped him escape.

As I said, I wanted to play it safe.

So you were the arbiter of what was safe,

not the police.

Okay, so, all is safe now.

What's his name?

I cannot tell you that.

Unsafe?

Attorney-client privilege does apply.

After the danger has passed,

I have no right to give away his secrets.

Seems like it's all
worked out perfectly then.

Should your client abduct another child,

should he decide he wants
another $2 million,

you'd be good to play middleman again?

It's not that simple.

Oh, it's just that simple.

It was especially simple
for the kidnapper.

He got you to make contact
with the parents,

he got you to secure the cash,

he got you to then hold the girl
while he made his getaway.

If I were in the child abduction business,

you'd be my kind of lawyer.

Mr. Peyton...

you used to be a prosecutor, correct?

Yes.

Did you ever have the opportunity,

as a prosecutor,
to negotiate with a kidnapper?

Yes.

- And did you?
- No.

As a matter of fact, you had a situation

about seven years ago,
where a young boy was abducted,

and you went on record,
as the prosecutor,

and said, quote:

"As tempting as it would be
to do whatever"

"to get the child back..."

"to negotiate with these kidnappers"

"is to incentivize them.
You end up putting"

"more lives at risk."

You said that, didn't you, Mr. Peyton?

I did.

But, as a defense attorney, what the hell?

Don't you dare trivialize this.

Oh, I'm not.

With the growing disparity
of wealth in this nation,

kidnapping is one of our
fastest growing crimes.

And the biggest deterrent

is that they're not that easy to pull off.

And you just showed
the world that they are.

Very simple, indeed.

All you need to do is hire
yourself a broker.

Like you.

The boy who was kidnapped
seven years ago,

when you refused to negotiate,

what happened to him?

What happened, Mr. Peyton?

He was murdered.

He... he came into my room,
and he just grabbed me.

He put his hand over my mouth,

and he had a knife.

He told me if I made a sound,
he would kill me.

And then what happened?

He put something over my head,

so I couldn't see, and he taped my mouth.

He threw me into his car,

and took me somewhere.

Did you know where?

No, I was always blindfolded.

Then the next day, maybe two
days, I'm not sure,

he took me to Mr. Peyton.

Thank you, honey.

Sounds like you were taken
by a very bad man.

Yes, ma'am.

You must have been very afraid.

I was.

After the man took you to Mr. Peyton,

what happened then?

I stayed at his office.

And that night, he called my parents.

Did you wonder why you had to
stay at his office for so long?

Yes. I asked him, "why aren't
you calling the police?"

"He's getting away."

And what did Mr. Peyton say?

He said he made a deal.

It must be very scary knowing the man who

took you is still out there.

Yes.

Thank you.

But where would I go?

It's a live-in place.

Mostly for people with Alzheimer's.

Oh.

Oh!

I have a penis.

Ever since I had sex with my wife,

I call it the "creature
from the black lagoon."

Who are you?

What are you doing?

Music has been known to kick-start

the hippocampus in the brain.

It helps with dementia.
More and more therapists have

been using it,
and it seemed to help before.

You want to sing our song, Abe?

Abe?

# By the light #

# of the silvery moon #

# I want to spoon #

# to my honey I'll croon love's tune... #

Does it have to be a bad song?

Look, I'm trying here, all right?

It's been known
to affect the limbic system.

Understood, I'm just asking

does it have to be a horrible song?

# Honeymoon, keep on shining in June... #

# those silvery beams
will bring love's dreams #

# we'll be cuddling soon #

# on the silvery... #

# moon. #

Please don't make me go.

Two years. That's a steal.

That's your big offer, prison?

Josh Peyton is the toast
of Ohio at the moment.

So was Lebron James.

Things can change.

Lebron James never rescued
a six-year-old girl.

I think you've lost your way a little.

Blinded by your vendetta against me.

That's a lovely smile, by the way.

Harry, sweetie, I don't lose.

You may have gotten the judge
to dismiss a case,

but when trials go to verdict, I tend

to walk out of the room

with this very smile you so love.

I would've won the trial
with your little wife whacker.

I will win this one.

I could be wrong, Roseanna,

but I think the oxygen to your brain is

getting cut off by your pantyhose.

You couldn't beat me last time,

and that's when you had a decent case.

You know what's funny?

You actually have contempt for me.

Imagine, last year you defended
murderers, drug dealers,

a guy who shot
his best friend in the head,

a husband who bludgeoned
his wife on the head.

You seem to draw

those who go for the head,
did you notice that?

All kinds of despicable people,

yet you summon up all
your disdain for me.

Isn't it funny,

all the elaborate machinations
that go on inside

the human mind, Harry?

Is that why you prefer
to live outside yours?

I'd recommend the offer to your client.

Failing that, you might want to make sure

all your malpractice premiums
are paid in full.

Are we done?

Oh, yes, we're done.

I have been thinking about this all night.

Literally, I could not sleep.

Gloria... you and Abe...

this whole thing comes down to money,

which you don't have, but I do.

I will pay.

Not just for the facility,
if it comes to that.

I'm going to pay for 24-hour home care

so you two can be together
as you should be.

I can't let you do that.

Gloria, it's done.
It's something I want to do.

No, really.

I can't let you do that.

I'd prefer the divorce.

Gloria, it's ridiculous.

Two people that have been
married for 60 years

have to get a divorce
to afford medical care.

It's an atrocity.

Tommy... I want the divorce.

Gloria, is there something
you're not telling us?

Gloria?

The widowers I mentioned who
might be willing to pretend?

Actually, there's only one.

And there's nothing pretend about it.

And I want to marry him.

- Why?
- Why?

For 60 years I've had
to hear those jokes:

in the privacy of my home,

at dinner parties,

always at my expense.

Now it's all I listen to.

How many times do I have to listen to

my genitalia being referred to
as a "black lagoon"?

I cannot take it anymore,

not for a month,
not for a week, not for a day.

I want that man gone.

So the scam was on him.

And on us. You want all the assets.

He needs to be in a facility.

It's the only way I can afford it,

that much is true.

Look,

chances are, he'll never know.

I know he's sympathetic.

And in his position,
I might have been tempted to do

exactly what Mr. Peyton did.

But I wouldn't have
for a very simple reason:

once you play ball with
kidnappers, you then make it

easier for them to do what they do.

Once other abductors and pedophiles

know how easy it can be:

grab a child, have your fun,
get your $2 million, then just

turn it over to your lawyer,

who can easily extort scared parents.

Is that what we want?

More kids will get snatched.

Maybe your daughter,

your grandson.

As for the defense of necessity,

that only applies if the
defendant had no other choice.

Here, he did.

He could easily have gone to the police.

At a minimum, he could've had
the police waiting

to apprehend the kidnapper

once Caitlyn had been turned over.

He didn't do that. No.

He chose to hold the girl
and give his client

full opportunity to escape.

That makes Mr. Peyton an accessory.

And as for his assertion
of attorney-client privilege

or his commitment to honor a deal,

that is simply preposterous.

If a lawyer knows his client is
involved in an ongoing crime,

a kidnapping of a child at that,

he has a duty to come forward.

Mr. Peyton knew this.

He he testified to it on the stand.

He used to be a district attorney,

he knows the law full well.

He simply chose to ignore it.

Now let's talk about your duty.

You all took an oath to uphold the law.

Not just if you feel like it.

And lest you think you'll let
your compassion carry the day,

let me ask you to extend that compassion

to the next family victimized
by Mr. Peyton's client.

And likely, he will kidnap again.

This was quick and easy cash, so why not?

There is a reason that we have laws.

There is a reason we insist
our citizens obey them.

He didn't.

Well, I suspect you know
what my argument's gonna be:

he saved a little girl's life.

Tell you what.

Instead of engaging in speculation

about all the possible future abductions

and all these
would-be-now-incentivized kidnappers,

how about you simply
let us deal with this case.

Put yourself in Mr. Peyton's shoes.

Actually, that isn't fair, is it?

I'm the defense lawyer,
of course I'd like

to put you in his shoes.

Put yourself in their shoes.

Your child has been taken.

There's a 40% kill rate
in these types of abductions.

74% are murdered
within the first three hours.

The police and the FBI have

a very spotty success rate, to be generous.

But there's a lawyer who could get

your child back safely.

How would you want the attorney to play it?

Go by the book, call the police,

subject your child to the 40% kill rate?

Or would you want the attorney
to just do what he can do

to get your child back?

I take it back. I... I am going to ask you

to step into Josh Peyton's shoes
for one second.

Truth be told, I was having
a hard time doing that.

I mean, after all, he used
to be a district attorney.

I tried cases against him.

He made Stalin look like a bleeding heart.

Always played by the book.

In fact, he did so with this

very type of case seven years ago.

Refused to negotiate with the kidnappers.

The boy was then murdered.

I can't know for certain, but...

but I suspect much of Josh
Peyton's life ended that day.

I know his marriage did.

He became estranged
from his own children.

He has no friends to speak of.

Except me, I guess.

He became an ineffective D.A.,

who would lose cases by overcharging.

He was a mess.

And then last year, he finally lost his job

when he suffered a total
breakdown in open court.

All of this, I'm willing to bet,

because of a judgment call
he made seven years ago

that resulted...

...in the brutal murder of a little boy.

A judgment call...

that has haunted him ever since.

Seven years later,
he's presented with this case.

Ms. Remmick says

he had a choice.

You think so?

I know how disappointed

you must be in me.

Tommy, I've spent

60 years loving that man.

I've also spent

all those years as his maid,

lately his nurse,

but more than anything, his brunt.

I've never had a life, Tommy, outside of...

I have a chance of one now,

however short,
with a person I very much love.

Is it so wrong for me

to want to know a little
of that life before I go?

He's taking it personally.

You seem a little nicked yourself.

So what happens next?

Now it turns into a regular divorce case.

I'll probably still represent Abe.

I don't blame her.

I really don't.

She probably lived her whole life
as dutiful, repressed, unsatisfied.

Fidelity sometimes comes
at a great personal cost.

I've known so many married women who long

for so much as an hour, 15 minutes,

of reckless passion, where they
can express their most carnal...

Cuckoo, cuckoo.

Excuse me?

Will you look at that.

What is she doing here?

That's her table.

She comes here a lot.

She's a little early, though.

Usually it's not till 11:00,
after she leaves the office.

She comes here alone?

Three, four nights a week.

Has one old-fashioned, then goes home.

So I got to know her soft spot...

once, she had two old-fashioneds and...

- Oh.
- Never mind.

Where you going?

I gotta check this out.

Sorry.

I wouldn't.

She always listen to you like that?

Girls' night out?

What, are you stalking me now, Harry?

I could accuse you of the same.

Well, have a seat, why don't you?

Did you take this case only
because I was on it?

Are you really that narcissistic?

Then why else, Roseanna?

I just can't figure it.

I mean, you're an elected official,

in the business of being popular.

Public sentiment on this is
clearly stacked against you.

It can't be because you've
had it in for Puck.

I happen to know you liked him.

You certainly know he's not
a criminal worthy of prison.

Is it something personal or...

I have a very happy marriage, Harry.

My husband and I,

we have everything.

Except, we're not happy.
I lied about that part.

He hates me.

As do my kids, for the most part.

Probably because I'm always at work.

Just like Puck.

District attorneys,
we don't get to have clients.

Or loving families.

We have a calling.

Law and order.

I'm not talking about the TV show...

but I do watch it.

No, I mean the cause.

And when one of your own
former lieutenants declares

with his conduct

that that cause...

yes, I take this case very personally.

You know the cruel irony?

Puck's only chance to get over
the murder of that little boy

is to cling to his calling...

law and order.

As much as he thinks
he wants an acquittal here,

it would destroy him.

Come again?

Oh, come on, Harry, you're not a dope,

as much as you clearly
like playing the part.

If he can truly make peace
with the decision he made here

in this case...

how does he live with the last one?

Trust me, he needs
the jury to validate what

he did the first time.

I know Puck.

He needs it as much as I do.

Oh, gee, look at the time.

I better get home.

My hubby will be worried.

On our first date,

I asked my wife if I could
kiss her on the cheek.

She bent over.

Abe, could you stop telling
jokes for a second?

Sometimes that's all I can remember.

I know.

So, listen, Abe...

...Gloria wants a divorce.

Well, you tell her I get the house.

She can keep all the mirrors.

So she can see what I've had
to look at all these years.

Abe, she really wants a divorce.

Well, uh...

what? What'd you say? What?

She just wants to live apart now.

Why?

She...

Sometimes marriages just run
their course, you know.

Well, we always said

that we would wait
till the kids are dead.

What am I going to do
if I can't have her?

What am I going to do?

Um...

Abe?

Hey, buddy.

Lot of people who love you.

And Gloria still loves you.

We're going to take care of you, okay?

We were happy for so long.

And then we met.

When I make love to her,

I like to think of something nice.

Like not making love to her.

I have this recurring nightmare

about my wife's funeral...

that it would never happen.

Look at me.

You'll find the biggest difference

between your D.A. job and this,

is here you'll sometimes get clients

who will simply rip your heart out.

It's the worst part of the job.

But it's also the richest.

All I can say is, those cases

or people who truly touch you,

keep them close to you.

Don't just push the pain
out of the room and move on.

Keep it where it is right now.

You'll be a better lawyer for it.

Harry, we have a verdict.

The defendant will please rise.

Mr. Foreman,

- the jury has reached its verdict?
- Yes, Your Honor.

What say you?

The state of Ohio vs. Joshua Peyton.

Count one... conspiracy
to commit kidnapping

or false imprisonment.

We the jury find
the defendant, Joshua Peyton,

not guilty.

On count two...

aiding and abetting a kidnapping

or false imprisonment, we the jury find

the defendant, Joshua Peyton, not guilty.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

the state of Ohio thanks
you for your services.

You're now dismissed.

Do me a favor and never try this again.

Don't worry. Thank you, Harry. Thank you.

Are you okay, Puck?

Yeah. All's good. All's good.

Come on, let's get out of here
before this gets out of control.

I'm right behind you.

I will have a full statement later.

For now all I'll say is I thank the jury.

Um, as I've said, this was not
a decision I came to lightly.

I have always believed in law and order,

and I continue to do so.

Otherwise we have anarchy.
My gratitude goes to the jury.