Outlaw (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

Playboy Supreme Court Justice Cyrus Garza has an epiphany -- which leads him to make a radical decision to step down and go into private practice. Garza's first case -- a last ditch attempt to save a condemned client from death - tests his mettle and resolve as they have never been tested before. Aided by a legal team comprised of his best friend, respected defense attorney Al Druzinsky, loyal law clerk Mereta Stockman, Yale-educated and conservative Eddie Franks and sassy private eye Lucinda Pearl, Garza seems likely to make his mark as a legal crusader. However, by flouting the system and turning maverick, he may have made some dangerous enemies in very high places -- enemies who, even now, may be actively plotting against him.

Promise me something.

Promise me...
You'll move on.

The girls,
they need a man in the house.

Marry me.

Greg, Jewell, listen...

This isn't over.

The governor said no?

Jewell, the governor
is an idiot.

- It's all right.
- No, it's not.

There's nothing remotely
all right about this.

So what are we gonna do now
besides pray for a miracle?



I just filed a request
with the supreme court

to stay the execution.

Jewell, listen.

I know that's a Hail Mary.

But, Greg, we have the truth
on our side,

and I swear to you...

That's better
than any prayer.

Bless me, father,
for I need a 4.

Sir? See that gentleman
over there?

Oh!

People say
there's no justice! Ha ha.

Excuse me, sir.

Counting cards is legal.

In Huston vs.
Resorts international,



the Jersey supreme court
affirmed five to four.

Well, the Jersey bouncers
just de-firmed 2-zip.

Have a nice evening,
justice.

He's on the supreme court?

No wonder the country's
going down the crapper.

Last I checked, Mereta,
you were a law clerk,

not a nursemaid.

That was a six-deck shoe
I was beating.

No one beats a six-deck shoe.

Habeas petition
from S.C.I. Greene.

Execution scheduled
in two days,

and the justices
who weren't doubling down

just gave their opinion.

It's four-four.

Gregory Beals' life
is in your hands,

which is why
all these people are here.

They heard you were supposed
to speak at the banquet.

You sure?
Maybe Springsteen's playing.

No, it's you they want,
and on a stake.

You're gonna let Beals die,
aren't you?

Cute?

If you're into cankles
and whiskers.

Let me guess... ACLU.

Yeah.
Card-carrying member.

Justice,
we really should go.

You know, before you go
and burn a flag in protest,

a jury unanimously
convicted Greg Beals

of killing a cop.

Three appellate courts
saw no reason

to overturn that verdict,
but perhaps you know better.

I might, if you'd let him
have a fair trial.

I don't let people
have anything.

- I follow the law.
- You have an 8:00 A.M. call.

If Beals
had exculpatory evidence,

he had to present it
at the state Habeas hearing.

- He didn't.
- Because he had an attorney

who didn't get his brief in
on time.

I'm really sorry
to interrupt,

but we really do need
to get going.

And if you have an issue
with the law,

then maybe you should bring it
up with the lawmakers.

Yeah, while you're at it,

how about picking up a copy
of the constitution?

If a law violates it,
I'll overturn it.

If not, I'm Switzerland.

Wow, would your dad
be disgusted right now.

He was a hero of mine.
He was never Switzerland.

He used the law
to give people hope,

to lift their spirits,
not shatter their dreams.

- He wasn't afraid of anything.
- He'd be terrified of you.

Oh, he'd agree with me
that his son is a...

- schmuck?
- Yes!

- He used to call me that a lot.
- Does making a joke like that

- help you sleep at night?
- It's not a joke,

and I sleep like a baby,

though for you, I'd be happy
to make an exception.

You dedicated your life
to social justice.

And my son has dedicated
his to undoing that.

That must be difficult for you.

It's difficult for me,
but it's worse for the country.

As a young man,
Francisco Garza

marched alongside Bobby Kennedy
and Cesar Chavez.

They protected the rights

of the weakest part
of our society.

Since his tragic death last year,

Garza's living legacy is his son,

the sole survivor
of the accident

and arguably
the most conservative justice

on the U.S. supreme court.

He's my... my blood, my flesh.

And, uh, we enjoy life very much,

and we both love
this country very much.

And I love him dearly.

But he's wrong.

He's just wrong.

And, uh...

Deep inside of him...

He knows it.

"Outlaw: S01E01"
"Pilot"
Original Air date 14 September, 2010

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May I help you?

I'm Eddie Franks.
I clerk for justice Garza.

I don't want to be your lover.

I'm sorry.
What?

You want to get
in my pants, don't you?

No.
Not really.

Good...

'cause I don't sleep
with the people I work with.

Lucinda.
Excellent.

I see you've already met Eddie.

- Mm-hmm.
- Come on in.

So...wow me.

He was on haldol.

Prison doctor
pumped him full of it.

Pumped who?
What are we talking about?

Greg Beals.

I asked Lucinda
to do some research.

Research? I thought
you'd already decided.

- His execution is tomorrow.
- Exactly. So make it quick.

Haldol...
why should I care?

Turns you into a zombie,

which is what Beals
looked like in that courtroom.

The prosecutor even referred

to his insensitive,
remorseless face.

Prosecutor tell the jury

why he looked
so "dawn of the dead"?

- No didn't say a word.
- If nobody said a word,

then how do you know
he was drugged?

I hacked
into the county jail logs.

Y... you... you did what?

Relax, Harvard!
They're public records.

I'm not telling you anything

you don't have
the legal right to know.

The nerve of some people.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

- Am I interrupting something?
- It's okay.

We're just getting tips
on breaking and entering,

the legal version.

- What is it, Mereta?
- Politico emailed.

They would like to know
would justice Garza

care to comment
on a reliable report

that he has half a million
dollars in gambling debt?

They mention
the Swedish ambassador's wife?

How do you even know
about that?

Who is she?

She is
a private investigator.

Who seems to have found
a few tidbits in Beals

that have eluded us.

Eluded us?
Sir...

The case has been briefed.

We're... we're not allowed
to look for tidbits.

Prosecutor broke the law.

If there was misconduct,
the defense had 11 years

to find out...
they didn't.

Just because Beals
only has three meals left

doesn't mean
we get to change the rules

in order to grant him
a new trial.

All right. 5 bucks says
I can cut the Ace of Spades.

One cut,
no looking.

Well, I prefer strip poker,
but I'm in.

Following the rules...

Doesn't always lead to justice.

When that happens, Eddie,

got to change the rules.

Beals deserves another trial.

Great work, Lucinda.

And you thought
I was just hot.

We're on deadline here, Mereta.

I'm gonna need a redraft
of Beals by 8:00.

You got it.

Get in.

If I knew you were taking me
to the prom,

I would have brought you
a corsage.

Do I look like I'm in the mood
for your moronic jokes?

No. In fact, I think
there's actual steam

coming out of your ears.

Schulze vs. Intel,

Frankel vs. Portland,
Manilow vs. 3M...

all five-four decisions.

Five-four.

These are
precedent-setting cases,

and they all went south
because of you.

And now I hear you're thinking
of reversing Beals.

Who the hell do you think
you are,

going soft
on the death penalty?

You think this is funny?

Make this thing right.

I plan on it, senator.

If this new direction of yours

is because of your dad's death,
see a therapist.

If it's a midlife crisis,
screw your secretary.

But do not shift the balance
of the supreme court.

We put you in there.

We can take you out.

You make it sound like
you're gonna hire a hit man.

We're going to impeach you,

and don't think
we can't do it.

Section one, Article three...

justices shall hold their
offices during good behavior.

Who are we kidding?

That rules you out.

You're at the tipping point here, Cyrus.

You don't vote
the right way on Beals,

you're out.

He's my... my blood,

my flesh.

We enjoy life very much.

We both love this country.

Dad!

And I love him dearly.

But he's wrong.

Deep inside of him,
he knows it.

Gregory Beals is scheduled
to be executed today

by the commonwealth
of Pennsylvania.

Some people say granting him
yet another trial

is a fool's errand

which serves no purpose
except to create chaos

by delaying
the wheels of justice.

There was a time
where I would have said

those people are right.

But it seems to me now

that a little chaos
is a fair price to pay

for the life
of another human being.

And that is why I am staying
the execution of Gregory Beals

and sending the case back
for a new trial.

I love this court.

Its cautious respect
for precedent and neutrality

has, at times,
saved our country.

But I came here
a different judge,

a different man.

I used to be satisfied
being cautious and neutral,

being Switzerland.

I am not anymore.

The job of a justice
is to preserve the status quo,

to be a referee,

to settle fights.

Well, I am ready
to fight them,

and I can't do that here.

That is why today
I am announcing

my resignation
from the court...

Because I'm ready
to change it.

Today's supreme court
resignation came as a bombshell.

Looming large
in the nation's mind is why...

Okay, so admit it.
You miss me already.

You pissed off
a lot of people today.

Yep. And it feels
pretty damn good.

Enjoy it,
because by tomorrow,

you're gonna be
the most hated man in America.

You're on your own, pal.

I suggest you get a bodyguard.

So, now we are bound to have

a complete shift

of the United States
supreme court

just because justice Garza
has personal problems.

Well, I wonder what
that personal revelation is,

because now this president
has the power

to shift the balance of the court...
Can you imagine?

Congratulations.

The left hated you
when you joined the court.

The right hates you
when you leave.

Controversy's
never bad for business.

But if you don't think

my name will look good
on your firm's masthead,

I can find someone who does.

And this is
strictly business?

I thought so, but...

If you'd like to throw in
a few incidentals...

I don't.

Then, yes,
it's strictly business.

So what's your proposal?

Your firm
gets my name on the door,

and I get
the same salary as you.

You really think
you're worth that?

No.
But I know you do.

One other thing...
I pick my cases...

and my team.

I already have a job.

This firm has given me
carte blanche.

We can parachute in
all over the country.

Dad, dad, DJ's trying
to smell my butt!

Okay.
Go get some cereal.

DJ, come here, my man.

We can go wherever
the action is.

California, it's gay marriage.
Montana, euthanasia.

Connecticut...

Didn't you vote
against those things?

Ah. And don't you have
a desk upstairs

where you can go do
your homework?

Cyrus, listen, this all
sounds really tempting,

but clearly,
you have lost your mind.

I mean, I'm down with you
helping to save my client,

but quitting
the supreme court?

What the hell
were you thinking?

That you were right
about my dad.

Fascist.

He never thought people

should take responsibility
for their lives.

Everyone was a victim.
He was like St. Jude.

It was always one lost cause
after another.

Okay, so now you're
gonna be one too?

- Look, daddy.
- Hey, man, listen, come here.

Don't smell
your sister's butt. Go.

Look, Al,
ever since the accident,

it's felt like
I'm hurting the people

that I should be protecting...

People like Greg Beals.

Dad, DJ's drowning!

DJ!

What are you...

Come here, man!

Speaking of which, I want
Beals to be our first case.

What? You were his judge.

Now you're gonna be
his lawyer?

Change your shirt, DJ.

Cyrus, do you want to leave
the court or get disbarred?

If the bar association
wants to come after me,

then let them.

And, no,
I haven't lost my mind.

But I am gonna need
your help.

You know the case,
and I trust you,

even though you raised
your daughter

to think I'm Mussolini.

Yeah,
you should hear her mother.

You really want
to do this, man?

Our whole legal system
is based

on protecting
that one innocent person

that's been falsely accused.

I have a feeling
Greg Beals is that person.

I think what he's doing
is amazing.

He's the first person
to resign from the court

based on principle.

Resigned to represent
a cop killer.

The state had an eyewitness
saying that Beals did it.

The medical examiner blew out
his alibi at trial.

Hey, Harvard,
you don't like it,

what are you doing
eating the grub?

Don't worry about me.

My resume's in
with justice Esposito.

As soon as he gets the okay
to add an extra clerk,

- I'm out of here.
- Oh, great.

What was that?
I'm not sure I heard you.

You're all here.
You've all met Al.

He's gonna be working
with us.

Mereta, thanks for, uh,
hooking up lunch.

There are drink's
in the fridge.

I thought I should stock up...

Since it's our new office.

Al's the reason that Beals
is still alive.

Just got the briefing schedule.
It's gonna be a nightmare,

so let's dive in.

You've all read
the transcripts, I assume.

- Any thoughts?
- Yeah, yeah.

Uh, Beals is guilty.
He goes in to score.

Vice cop busts in.
He whacks her.

Not according
to the one eyewitness.

Uh, he recanted
his testimony.

When? He died in prison
six months ago.

He had a court-appointed
therapist

who said that before he died
he admitted

he never actually saw Beals

the night
that Pam Hogan was murdered.

Her name was, uh...

Felicia Milton.

She called the office
this morning.

I guess with the publicity
of the case,

- she decided to come forward.
- Will she testify?

- I didn't ask her exactly...
- Call her, get her depo.

Find out if she'll testify.

- Right. Of course.
- What else?

There is a timeline issue.

Pam Hogan's body was found in
a crack house on April the 10th.

At trial, the M.E. Testified

that killing could've happened
as early as April 3rd.

How convenient... the one day
Beals doesn't have an alibi.

'Cause starting April 4th,
he was in jail

for stealing a truck...
some alibi.

And the medical examiner's dates...
those are solid?

- No one ever challenged those?
- No one ever did.

But I came to the case
after the habeas hearing,

and by then, there was
no new evidence allowed.

Lucinda, see if you can
shake up the M.E.'s story.

Yeah.
I'll call the body farm.

I don't want to know
what that is.

Too bad,

'cause you're going with her.
Garza.

- I promise I won't bite.
- Can I get that in writing?

Sure. What time?

All right, we'll be there.

That was, uh, the prosecutor.

He wants to set up a meeting
with the victim's husband.

You've ever been in love?

I have...

married 15 years.

Pam and I only got two,
but she was my life.

She took care of me
after I was shot.

I still wake up every morning,
hoping to find her next to me.

Well, in order
to prevent another trial,

Mr. Hogan is gonna ask the court

to commute Mr. Beals'
sentence to life.

- Well, that's a start.
- I just...

I... I don't want to relive it, okay?

I mean, all those details,

what-ifs...

I worked vice.
I knew how dangerous it was.

Walt and his wife
worked together on the force

until he was wounded
on the job.

I understand the suffering
that you've endured,

and I wouldn't ask you
to relive any of it

if I didn't believe
that Mr. Beals is innocent.

What are you talking about?

There was an eyewitness
who saw Beals pull the trigger.

- Well...
- Well, what?

We have questions
about the witness.

- Questions?
- About the offer.

We're gonna have to present this
to our client.

You know, you lawyers
are all the same.

I mean,
this is just a game to you.

You don't care
about the truth.

You make me sick.

Okay. All right.
Stirring all this up

is exactly what Walt
wants to avoid.

So the offer for Beals
is life in prison.

Which is more
than he deserves.

Since this case
has dragged on long enough,

he's got 24 hours
to make a decision,

starting now.

They want me to plead guilty?

We can say no
and go to trial.

But you know every time
we've gone to court, we've lost.

But that's before I had
a supreme court justice

- as one of my lawyers.
- Greg, if we had DNA evidence,

then maybe, but we don't.

If we lose, you get executed.

They're giving you
a chance to live, man.

Justice Garza,

you're the reason
why I'm still here.

Tell me what to do,
and I'll do it.

This is your life,
Mr. Beals.

I can't decide that for you.

But if it were me...

I couldn't say that I had
killed someone if I hadn't.

I didn't kill anyone.

I did not kill... anyone.

Well...

Then there's your answer.

I want the lawyers
to approach.

Hey, Dick, how you doing?

How's Martha?

She's fine.

But I'm a little concerned
about you.

About my resignation?
Oh, you should be thrilled.

You're probably on
the short list to replace me.

If they ask,
I promise I won't say anything

- about that night in Miami.
- I was talking about this case.

Did you really have
your client reject a plea

- to commute his sentence to life?
- He's innocent.

Not in this court,
he's not.

At trial,
state met its burden.

Your client's
presumed guilty.

The burden's on you
to convince me he's not.

Yeah, I'm pretty clear
on how that works.

My client did not receive
a fair trial.

So you bent the rules
to give him another one?

You can't put the system
before a man's life.

Damn right, I can.

That's what a judge
is supposed to do.

- So spare me your soapbox.
- Excuse me, your honor.

But is the offer
still available?

For another six hours,
it is.

Thank you.
A moment?

Cyrus, I know
you like the long shot,

but we're not at the track.

To Beals, this is
about getting to grow old.

This is about getting to see
his kids grow up.

So before you turn down
this offer,

remember that this
about his life, not yours.

We're going to trial.

I hope you know
what you're doing, Cyrus.

You know, I agreed with your
dad on just about everything

except that you were a schmuck.

Turns out he was right
about that too.

Are we here to meet
a forensic anthropologist

or an ex murderer?

Corpses are donated
to a body farm

so they can be studied...
it's called science.

I know that you right-wing
wackos have an issue with that,

but unfortunately,
Jesus isn't around

to let us know exactly
when Pam Hogan died.

And the maggot eating
that guy's eye will.

People lie.
Maggots don't.

What do you think the justice
is lying about?

I mean,
why did he really quit?

Did he break the law?
Did he get some girl pregnant?

Maybe you're right.

Maybe he does have
some dark secret.

- Does that turn you on?
- No.

Really?
'Cause I'm starting to think

maybe you've got
some dark secrets of your own.

You're gay, right?
It's okay. Just admit it.

Okay, you know what?

First you think
I want to get in your pants.

Now you're saying I'm gay.

Is it possible I'm just not
attracted to you?

Or maybe you're bi.

I am.

- Hey, Stan.
- Hey.

You get a chance to look
at the crime-scene photos?

Take a look.

So right here,
you see the marbled appearance

of her extremities?

That indicates she died

approximately seven degree days
before autopsy.

So an average temperature
of 70 degrees

would put her death
no earlier than April 8th.

But if it was below 60 degrees,

she could have died
as early as April 1st.

Three days
before Beals was jailed.

Okay, so if it was
60 degrees,

Beals has no alibi.

But if it was 70 degrees,

- we've got a case.
- Yeah.

Okay. Great.

But h-how do we find out
what the temperature was

in the basement
of a Philadelphia crack house

first week of April
11 years ago?

Well, I don't think
that'll be a problem.

Apparently not a problem.
Thank you.

Darling, she ain't here.
I paged her three times already.

That's impossible.

I mean, she said
she'd be here at 2:30.

Can you...
can you check again, please?

I'd say we're
at a solid four.

Wait a minute. Here we are...
Dr. Felicia Milton.

Looks like she's on vacation
for the next two weeks.

- Left today.
- That would be five.

Well, I talked to her
this afternoon.

She confirmed
that the eyewitness

recanted his testimony.

Forget it.
Prosecutor got to her.

She was our case.

This is why we're now
at a ten.

Why did you hire me?

I mean,
I know that you hired Eddie

because he was
first in his class.

I hired Eddie
because he was a bull's fan.

I hired you
'cause you're pretty.

Okay, you broke like
ten laws just now.

All right, fine.
You're not pretty.

But as a liberal elitist,
you do believe

in affirmative action
for race and gender, right?

- Yeah.
- Well, so why not

for high cheekbones?

I graduated
in the top of my class.

You were seventh.
The other six applied.

Clearly, you don't respect me,
so why don't I just quit?

Most women would
if they were you.

But, uh...

You're here,
working your ass off,

which impresses
the hell out of me.

- Cheers?
- Cheers.

Yeah.

It's doc.

That's, uh, Doc Levin,
my, uh... nutritionist.

You have a nutritionist?

Yeah, I figured with all
the changes going on in my life,

I could use a good cleanse.

Hey.
Long time no see.

Look, doc, uh...

I know I'm due.

More like overdue.

You got an illness here,
and you didn't treat it.

Now we're in a situation
where you don't have much time.

- Uh, how long?
- You gonna take it seriously?

Seriously? I...

It's one of the reasons
why I left the court.

So no ducking appointments?

No more ducking.
How long?

Best-case scenario...

Three months.

Did you get the stuff
or not?

Everything that's legal.

I figured the house
Pam Hogan was found in

wasn't always a crack den,

so I pulled
construction permits.

I got the floor plans,
venting and insulation specs.

Hmm. Insulation specs.
How butch of you.

Do you ever take
anything seriously?

Me? You're the one
who's gonna ditch this case

the minute justice Espo-weirdo
blows his dog whistle.

You know hacking
into energy department computers

- is a felony?
- Well, you do realize

we're trying to save an
innocent man's life here, right?

I'll be sure to mention that
to homeland security

when they come in
and bust us.

You really think
homeland security's

gonna bust me
for flashing my boobs?

Flashing your boobs,
that's your big, uh...

that's your big plan
for accessing classified data?

Hey, they're nice boobs...

Not that you'll ever know.

Sorry, big guy.

Yeah.
Take it you heard.

- We lost the shrink.
- Mm-hmm.

You're a little out of practice.
You'll get it back.

It doesn't excuse
tipping the prosecutor off

that we knew that the eyewitness
was gonna recant.

- Told you I needed you.
- Well, you know I'm here.

She got it.
She got it... Beals' alibi.

- It holds.
- He's in love with me now.

- Well, I... no, I...
- That's okay.

- We're all in love with her.
- I'm not in love with her.

No offense, but...
So what'd you get?

Temperature in the crack house
was never below 70 degrees,

which, based on the rate
of decomposition,

means the earliest the murder
could have happened

was April 8th.

Five days after
Beals was sent to prison.

- He couldn't have done it.
- I'm in love with you now.

Al, you call the court,

find out if we can have time
to file an amended brief.

- I'm already on it.
- Eddie, do what you do best...

start writing.

If we're lucky,
we'll get till morning.

Cyrus.

Gregory Beals is innocent.

For 11 years,
he has been behind bars

for a crime he did not commit.

His children,
the woman he loves,

and his freedom
have been taken from him.

The only thing
he has left is his innocence.

Today the defense
will introduce new evidence

- which proves...
- Excuse me.

There's no case
which allows you

to introduce new evidence
on an appeal.

Actually,
there is one, your honor.

This case...
Beals.

In Beals,
the supreme court held

that federal law
does not prohibit

the introduction
of new evidence on appeal

when that evidence

can prove the defendant's
actual innocence.

Your honor, that's
justice Garza's opinion.

I was writing
for the majority.

Your honor,
we are prepared to argue

procedural issues
like judicial error,

questions that Mr. Beals
is legally entitled to raise.

But the question

of Mr. Beals' guilt
was decided years ago.

Incorrectly.

The decision in Beals
is clear.

The system cannot be preserved

at the expense
of an innocent man's life.

Damn it, Cyrus.

I warned you not to bring
your soapbox in here.

We're done.

I've ruled.

Eddie, I need you to research
every opinion

Denner has issued
from the bench.

If he won't listen
to an opinion of mine,

maybe he'll listen
to one of his own.

- But it proves Greg's innocent.
- There are rules.

You even told Greg
not to take that deal,

and now you're bringing up rules
like it's some surprise.

You are a supreme court justice.
You made those rules.

Now, how am I gonna explain
to my girls

that our own lawyer
killed their father?

Killed him?
For your information,

Mr. Garza
has three months to live,

and he's spending them
trying to save Greg's life.

Don't even try and deny it.
I overheard you and Doc Levin.

Jewell, look...

I know you're scared.

This is not over, okay?
It's not over.

I want you to trust me.

Right now I... I just need
a minute alone with my team.

Can you and your mom
give us that?

You're our last hope!

I know that I shouldn't
have eavesdropped,

but I am so glad that I did,

because now we can focus
on what really matters.

- I think you misunderstood.
- For me, it's you.

I love you.

I do, and I don't care
if anybody can hear me,

because it's the truth.

I...

I love you.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

Okay,
is it just me,

or does the feeling
totally not seem mutual?

Look, I didn't...

I didn't mean to embarrass you
in front of everybody.

I... I know that you might not
feel the same way,

and it's okay, really.

I just, um...

I wanted to tell you before you...

Doc Levin's my bookie.

What?

He's called doc,

because no one operates
on the spread better.

But he said
that you have three months.

To pay what I owe. turns out,

no one can beat
a six-deck shoe.

So Politico was right.

Well, they're wildly
inaccurate.

They said I owed half a million.
It's only 250,000.

But you're not dying.

Not unless
you want to kill me.

- You're totally healthy.
- Listen, about what you said...

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God,
everybody heard me!

It's okay.
I... I mean, I talked to them.

What did you say,
other than that I'm fired?

Mereta, you're not fired.

In fact, I feel like
maybe it's my fault

saying that I hired you
because you're pretty.

Maybe that gave you
the wrong impression.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll go with that.
Maybe... maybe it was your fault.

As far as my personal life goes,

I'm pushing 50,
never been married.

I don't even know the names

of the last three girls I slept with.

Cindy Schultz, Hailey Simpson,
and Chelsea Hathaway.

You're way too good for me.

Yeah, well, not good enough.

I'll see you
back at the office.

And, uh...

Don't worry.
Your secret's safe with me.

- I think I found something.
- Yeah, yeah?

The prosecution's case
is based on indirect evidence.

There's no DNA.

So in Leeds v. Gilbert,
judge Denner ruled

that a case
based on indirect evidence

can be challenged
if any part of the evidence

is factually incorrect.

- What's the standard?
- Reasonableness.

I'll tell you
what's reasonable.

Me being pissed off

that the proof I found
is being ignored.

Lucinda, what you and Eddie
found about the time of death

is something that Beals'
original attorney

reasonably should have
discovered at trial.

But if we find something that is
impossible to know at trial,

then based on Leeds...

We have a shot.

Hey.
Mereta's got something.

It's the crime tech
on the case.

Simon Barnet...
he never testified.

Yeah. Mereta and I pulled
all the cases he's worked.

He testified on every murder
except this one.

- Did you talk to him?
- No. He wouldn't talk.

But we tried.

When we asked him
if he was protecting someone,

he freaked out
and told us to leave.

Hmm. Someone that adamant
that he's not protecting someone

- is usually...
- Protecting someone.

Yeah, but who?

A best friend,
another crime tech?

There was another one
at the scene?

No. But there was
at the lab.

She stored
and catalogued evidence.

- She.
- What evidence?

I've never seen a murder case
with less evidence.

Eddie!

You got a name for me?

Hi. I'm looking
for a Rita Schmidt.

It's, um,
s-c-h-m-i-d-t.

When did you lose
contact with her?

Five years ago.

Philadelphia.
1998.

Rita Schmidt.

Hi, there, I'm calling
from Family Digest magazine.

Uh, Rita Schmidt has won
our grand sweepstakes.

If you can help us find
a forwarding address,

I would be very appreciative.

- Yeah, I'll hold.
- Hello?

Cyrus Garza.

May I speak
to Rita Schmidt, please?

Yes.
Justice Garza.

No, I'm not kidding.

Hello?

No, it's like she's fallen
off the face of the earth.

We've been over this, Al.

Barnet would be
a hostile witness.

He wouldn't talk
even if we subpoenaed him.

Yeah.
I'll see you later.

- Got it.
- Yeah, yeah.

We don't know how to find
Rita Schmidt,

but maybe her ex-partner,
Barnet, does.

Odds are,
if we call him,

he'll panic and turn around
and call her.

Yeah. But in a very private,
legally protected way.

U.S. penal code 634.8--

laws and regulations
regarding wiretapping

do not apply to patently
unlawful conversations.

I'd say hiding
a material witness

qualifies as being unlawful.

Have you memorized
the whole penal code?

You remember 634.8,
in case you're caught.

- Try to find Lucinda.
- W... whoa... caught doing what?

Caught doing what?

Esposito
blew his dog whistle.

Got the okay
to add an extra clerk.

I start Monday.

Mm.
Go on, take it.

Give you one last story
to tell your Harvard buddies

about your week slumming it
with the badass P.I.

Mr. Barnet...

I'm one of the lawyers
working the Beals case.

I just wanted to let you know
that Rita Schmidt

has agreed to testify.

If you don't believe me,
you can call her yourself.

I'm sorry.
I don't speak...

I think he just told me

to screw myself in Greek.

St. Peter's church.
How may I help you?

I need to talk
to Rita schmidt.

I'm sorry.
She's not here at the moment.

508.

Looks like Garza's
going to Massachusetts.

Rita Schmidt?

How did you find me?

I need to know
what happened that night.

I'm assuming, after
our last little get-together,

we're all ready
to play by the rules.

Yes, your honor.

Excellent.

I want to begin
by saying I was wrong

when I suggested
there was one opinion

that allowed new evidence
on appeal.

In fact,
there were two.

- You're kidding, right?
- No.

And I can't imagine you were
either when you wrote it.

In Leeds vs. Gilbert,
you wrote

that "a case
based on indirect evidence

"falls apart
if any of that evidence

is factually incorrect."

That was a tort case.
This is a murder trial.

You didn't make
that distinction.

You wrote,
"any case falls apart

if the indirect evidence
is incorrect."

And how can you prove that

without being able
to introduce new evidence?

Get on with it.

The defense calls
Rita Schmidt.

Would you tell the court
what your job was

in April of 1998?

I was
a crime-scene technician

with the Philadelphia
police department.

And were you working
on April 10th,

the night lieutenant Pam Hogan's
body was found?

Yes.
I was in the crime lab.

And did you happen
to catalogue the evidence

that was brought
from that crime scene

- where the body was found?
- Yes, I did.

Were there a pair
of prescription glasses

- amongst that evidence?
- Yes.

Did those glasses belong
to Gregory Beals?

No.

Who did they belong to?

They were Walt Hogan's.

And how could you
possibly know that?

Because that night
when I came back from break,

he was trying to steal them.

Captain Hogan was trying
to steal his own glasses.

He realized he'd left them
at the scene,

that they'd been found
and brought to the lab.

When I caught him,
he was...

strung out.

He told me he was an addict.

Captain Hogan,
would you stand up, please?

You do know that Captain Hogan
is a decorated police officer

- who was shot in the face?
- Yes.

And yet, you expect us
to take your word for it

that he was an addict?

He said his wife
had found out about his habit,

that she'd followed him
to the crack house.

He said they argued,
and he shot her.

And you're only
telling us this now

after 11 years?

He threatened me.

He said I would end up
like her.

I have three boys.

I'm all they have.

Okay, well, this just
gets better and better,

because
there's no proof here.

Her blood was on them...
the glasses.

What glasses?
I have an evidence list

right here.

This is the list
that you signed off on,

and nowhere on here...
I'm looking, I'm looking...

nowhere on here
is a pair of glasses.

- That's because I took them.
- Oh, you took them.

I thought that someday

I might need them
for protection.

Your honor, we'd like
Mr. Hogan's glasses

to be marked
defense exhibit one.

This is ridiculous.
This could be anybody's glasses.

You could go
to your neighborhood rite aid

- and get a pair!
- Oh, actually,

in Captain Hogan's case,
that wouldn't be true.

As Mr. Freed just pointed out,

Captain hogan was shot
in the line of duty.

That bullet left him
partially deaf in his left ear.

As you can see, your honor,

the left temple
of these glasses

has been adjusted to accommodate
for a hearing aid.

Your honor,
you've already ruled on this.

The question of new evidence
has been asked and answered.

Yes, it has. That's not
the question that matters.

The one that does is whether
you, whether any of us,

uses the law
to prevent or to do justice.

No, you don't use the law.
You follow the law.

People come in here,
searching...

- Your honor, could you please...
- they come into this room

searching, hoping,
expecting not just fairness,

but moral rightness...
moral rightness!

We all know the rules
are there for a reason.

without them,
we'd be in chaos.

We also know
that when those very rules

put an innocent man
behind bars... to death, even...

there's something wrong.

And there's something wrong
with us if we let them.

So many times, I...

I was sitting there...

Up there, your honor,
right where you are,

feeling like
my hands were tied,

like I was a prisoner.

In this case, your honor,

your hands aren't tied.

In this case,

you can do what's right.

Justice demands it.

It demands
the immediate release

of Gregory Beals

and that Walt Hogan be taken
into custody

for the murder of Pam Hogan.

Greg!

Hey.
Thank you, baby.

Will you marry me?

Yes.

Yes!

Justice Garza,

I don't know what to say.

You gave up everything
to save me.

Who says you were the only one
who needed saving?

Hey.
What's up?

What's up?

I wanted
to give you this.

St. Jude...

Patron Saint
of lost causes.

My sister gave me this
when all this started.

Now that it's over,
maybe you could use it.

It's my dad's favorite.
Thank you.

Good luck, Jewell.

You guys take care.

You too.

Thank you.

You think I was one
of my dad's lost causes?

Hell, yeah.

But I know you're also
his pride and joy.

How's it feel
being an outlaw?

Feels great.

You are loving me now.

I just like your meat.

By the way, I decided
not to go with Esposito.

- I'm gonna stay.
- Oh, thank God.

Now we can finally make love
among the legal briefs.

I'm kidding.
Oh, my God, you...

- you actually thought...
- No.

Good, because
it's not gonna happen.

- Fine. Great.
- Ever. Just keep your meat

- on the plate.
- Done.

How are the hot dogs
coming?

Pretty much done.

Are they for you
or for your lover?

What I said was said
in a moment of stress,

and misunderstanding.

It does not reflect
how I truly feel.

Don't worry about it.

Sometimes everybody says things
they wish they hadn't,

except, of course,
for Lucinda,

who always says things
we wish she hadn't.

- Food's ready.
- I'm hungry.

Well, that sounds great.

I'll talk to Al,
and I'll get back to you.

Claire is so hot
for us now.

Oh, everyone's hot for us
now that we've won.

That was about some case
in Florida,

some David going up
against big pharma.

Says goliath.

Maybe you're right
not to have any kids.

You, sit.

Yeah.

It's me.
Call off the bodyguard.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

The side of beef
with the buzz cut...

he's been following me
everywhere.

I have nothing
to do with that.

I told you,
you're on your own.

- So who is he?
- I have no idea.

But wherever you are,
you should leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

Everything all right?

'Cause you got next,
unless you're ducking me.

I'm not ducking anybody.

Let's do this.

Oh!

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