Perception (2012–2015): Season 2, Episode 1 - Ch-Ch-Changes - full transcript

Pierce is hired to determine the competency of a convicted murderer who has been granted a new trial. After examining the killer, who had subsequently suffered a brain injury and now exhibits a completely changed personality, Pierce asserts that he is essentially no longer the same person and should no longer be held accountable for the murder. His work puts him at odds with the new prosecutor Donnie Ryan, who doesn't like the fact that Pierce is interfering with his case, or that he is such good friends with Kate, his soon to be ex-wife.

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Who can tell me why
we're having movie day?

Uh, you wanted to show us how
you spent your summer vacation?

And people wonder why mad
scientists abuse their assistants.

Sit down, Lewicki.

I showed those clips to pose,

one of the most fundamental
questions we'll explore this semester.

What is an abnormal brain?

And how does having
one affect behavior?

It could turn someone into a
monster, like Mr. Karloff here.

But, more likely, it manifests
in less dramatic ways.



Some abnormalities
are structural,

so they show up on a brain
scan or an autopsy,

but others are sneakier
and more insidious.

They're Neurochemical in nature, so
we don't always know they're there.

Some of these abnormalities

may be treatable with
surgery or pills.

But one thing is certain.

Unlike old Doc Frankenstein...

We can't exchange one
brain for another.

Like it or not, we are stuck with the three
pounds of cauliflower we were born with.

Hot-guy alert.

At your desk. New
assistant U.S. Attorney.

And... he's not wearing
a wedding ring.

- What?
- Yeah.



You look great, Kate.

What are you doing here, Donnie?

You guys already know each other?

This is my
soon-to-be ex-husband.

And however soon that is,
it will never be soon enough.

Okay, well, um, I think
I'm gonna... go.

I was really hoping to avoid
this exact moment of awkwardness.

Ha! How's that working out for you?

I got transferred back from D.C.
a few weeks ago. And since I'm...

Pretty sure I'm the last
person that you want to see,

I've been avoiding you.

I got to say, I think that's
a pretty great strategy.

Only now, it turns out
I need your help.

You always want something,
don't you, Donnie?

I'm retrying a capital-murder
case that got overturned on appeal.

I need an expert psych witness.

Word in the building is
you know the perfect guy.

Daniel, my man.
You are looking good.

- Have you been working out?
- What do you want, Paul?

What makes you think
I want something?

Okay. I need a wing man.

Did hell freeze over
and I missed it?

Oh, come on now just
hear me out all right?

I met this woman... Elaine.

Beautiful, intelligent, and I finally
got her to agree to go out with me,

but only if I bring a
friend for... her friend.

Paul, are you on peyote?

No. Wh-why?

The "Romanian foreign-exchange
student" incident?

That was 25 years ago. How
do you even remember that?

Because, as anyone
who's read Proust knows,

memories are triggered
by the olfactory glands.

Bad memories, every time I
smell garlic I think of Olga.

- No no, no, I know what this is all about.
- Oh, do you?

You are nervous about
meeting someone new.

But you've been on your meds for nine
months now, and you're looking good.

You're feeling good. So,
it's time, you know,

to get back in
the game, buddy.

Not gonna happen, Coach.

Now, if you will excuse
me, I have an appointment.

- Skank got what she deserved!
- Hey, just stay back! Hold it!

Meet Billy Flynn, member of
the Road Ragers motorcycle gang.

Long history of violence.

- He's got a gun!
- Oh!

When CPD went to arrest him,

he pulled a gun and accidentally
shot himself under the chin

.22 caliber round lodged in his brain,
but, miraculously, he survived.

Really? What was the damage?

That's the crazy part... oh.
Sorry. It's a figure of speech.

I'm familiar with it.

He made a complete recovery,
and then five years ago,

a federal jury sentenced
him to death.

For doing what, exactly?

His wife, Amy Flynn.

After she left him, he
tracked her down in Milwaukee,

dragged her back to Chicago,
tortured her for three days...

And then brutally strangled her.

And they say chivalry is
dead. Where do I come in?

Some lefty, anti-death-penalty
lawyer convinced an appellate court

to give this scumbag a new trial

based on "ineffective
assistance of counsel".

Apparently, his first attorney
never requested a competency hearing.

And you want me to determine if he's
mentally fit to stand trial a second time.

I'm the FBI liaison to the assistant
U.S. Attorney who's handling the case.

We want you to evaluate Flynn and
be the government's expert witness.

Ah, yeah, now, let...
yeah, I'm not sure that I...

Daniel come on, now, listen

I know that you are not a fan

of the Federal Government,

or of appearing in public,
or a lot of things, but...

This is a very bad guy that
we're talking about here,

and I could really
use your help.

Well...

It's not every day I get to examine
someone who survived a bullet to the brain.

Well, hopefully you can
contain your excitement,

because we can't get in to
see Flynn until tomorrow.

But I was wondering if you just felt
like getting a cup of tea, catching up.

It's been a while.

I'd like that.

But I can't. I've, uh,
got a previous engagement.

Oh.

I am exploring the dialectic
of a post-colonial symbiosis...

Between the otherness
of the object

and the objectification
of the other...

Uh, Caroline. You want
to get the hell out of here?

You have no idea how much.

Its dialectic roots are as
epistemologically reductive.

As they are reductively
epistemological.

Oh, the things I could have
done with that hour of my life.

I could have arranged my books in
the order in which I bought them...

Learned to count to
100 in Sanskrit.

Or written an epistemologically
reductive analysis of the phone book!

What?

Mm.

- This is terrible.
- Thank you very much.

I don't mean the kiss.
The kiss was great.

You're gonna have
to fill me in.

Oh, come on, Daniel
you know what I mean.

I was your psychiatrist.

You haven't been my psychiatrist
for months, we agreed to be friends.

But maybe that was a mistake.

I knew it was ethically and emotionally
dicey given your relationship

- with Natalie.
- Natalie was a delusion.

Based on a chance encounter
you had with me 25 years ago.

And now when you look at me, you
see her. You're obviously confused.

I have never been
clearer in my life.

You are Caroline Newsome.
You grew up in Grosse Pointe.

- You have terrible taste in music.
- I do not.

Olivia Newton-John, Air
Supply. Need I go on?

You're a brilliant diagnostician
with a soft spot for stray animals,

but you can't have pets
because you're allergic.

You hate Cilantro,

you're impatient with cab drivers,
and you smell like lavender.

I am falling for
you, Caroline,

and I'm pretty sure
you feel the same.

But if you want
to ignore that

to avoid crossing some
arbitrary ethical line,

well, then, I'll walk away...
right now.

But I'm not confused. I
know exactly who you are.

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Ch-Ch-Changes

And where have you been all night?

Lewicki, you do realize
this is my house.

And that I'm a grown
man with no curfew.

Okay, but I was worried sick, Doc.
The least you could have done is call.

Okay, mother. Next time, I'll call.

You got laid.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, yeah, you did. You got laid.

I mean...

Up top, Doc. Come on.

- No, I am not...
- Up top. Hey, right here, come on.

- Mm!
- So, who's the lucky lady?

Please tell
me your full name...

And the date and
place of your birth.

William Hollis Flynn.

June 10, 1977, Danville, Illinois.

Do you know why I'm here?

To make sure my brain's working
good so I can stand trial again.

That's correct.

I'm gonna ask you some questions to test
your memory and cognition, all right?

Yes, Sir.

What day of the week is it?

Uh, it's Thursday.

Can you name all the
cities you've ever lived in?

I grew up in Chicago,
and I was in Lexington...

In a trial, do you know
what a prosecutor's job is?

Yeah, try and put
criminals like me in jail.

Count backwards from
100 in groups of 3.

94, 91...

- 88...
- Can I have a look at that?

Did you always like to draw?

No. Just since I been in prison.

So after you got shot?

Yeah, I guess so.

A friend asks if he
can borrow your new car.

- What do you do?
- If I don't need it, then, sure, why not?

Someone you just met
invites you over for dinner.

They're making eggplant. You
hate eggplant. What do you say?

I never had eggplant.

Well, imagine you that you had and
you really couldn't stand the taste.

Well, I guess I'd ask if
they had something else, or...

Maybe I'd pretend like I liked it so
that I didn't hurt their feelings.

Billy, do you know
why you're on trial?

Because I killed Amy.

Why did you do it?

Because I was angry, I guess,
because... because she left, you know?

But all the bad
things I done to her,

I can't blame her for
wanting to get away from me.

And when I woke up in the hospital, I
just kept asking myself over and over...

"What kind of person does that"...

"To somebody they love?"

What the hell was all
that eggplant crap?

I need to get him to the
university for a brain scan.

- Are you nuts?
- Hey! Cool it.

You asked Daniel to do
this. Let him do it his way.

You know what a bureaucratic
nightmare that is, Kate.

I'd have to file a writ of
temporary release, get an escort.

Oh, gee, I'm so sorry
if you'd have to expend a

little effort for once
in your life, Donnie.

Wait a minute. Are you that Donnie?

- Is he that Donnie?
- Yes, he's that Donnie.

So you talk about me.

Okay, "that Donnie".
Here's the deal.

- I need an MRI.
- Why?

It seemed pretty clear to me in the first
two minutes that the guy is competent.

Hell, he's downright articulate.

You have more than enough
to form an expert opinion.

Exactly, expert. I'm the expert.

And I'm not forming any opinion until
I've thoroughly examined the subject.

And to do that, I need an MRI.

File this for me.

The bullet bored through his
Prefrontal Cortex like a power drill,

but it completely
missed his Optic Chiasm,

his Trochlear Nerve, the
Genu of the Corpus Callosum.

Okay, Daniel, slow
down. What's your point?

My point is the guy
you want to execute...

He doesn't even exist anymore.

Billy Flynn gave himself
a Prefrontal Lobotomy.

- I'm not following.
- This magic bullet...

It didn't affect his sight, his speech,
his motor function, or cognition.

- Well, then we're good.
- Not so fast.

The bullet did scramble a whole series
of synapses in his Prefrontal Cortex

associated with
personality expression.

So?

The Flynn that I examined is
a completely different person,

from the one that killed his wife.

Come on.
Give me a break.

He used to be angry and violent.
Now he's docile and subservient.

He used to be into contact
sports and drinking beer.

And now it's all
about art and music.

All of the attributes that we use to
describe who someone is have changed.

This is all really fascinating,
but I have two questions for you.

Fire away.

Is Billy Flynn able to understand,

the nature and the purpose of
the proceedings against him?

Well, yeah, but...

And, in your expert opinion, is he
able to assist in his own defense?

Yes, but you're missing the point.

No, the only issue here is whether
Flynn is competent to stand trial,

and you've just confirmed
that he is, so thank you.

But...

And, by the way, I don't think I'm gonna
need to call you to the stand after all.

Hey, I didn't want to testify in your
little show trial in the first place.

You came to me, remember?

He's right just because you
don't like his conclusions

doesn't mean you can ignore them.

He could put all of his conclusions in his
report, and I'll file it with the court.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've
got a trial to prepare for.

Daniel's competency report.

Hmm. Thanks.

Don't you have to turn
that over to the defense?

Oh, I'm turning it over.

Along with the rest of
Flynn's medical history,

and all the other evidence we've
collected over the last five years.

Unfortunately, our office is a
little short-staffed right now, so...

We didn't have a chance
to organize any of it.

You're always working an
angle, aren't you, Donnie?

Hey, Kate?

I'm not gonna pretend
to be some kind of Saint.

I know you're still pissed
at me, and I don't blame you.

Sleeping with your best friend
was not my most shining moment.

Wow. Big of you to admit it.

But since we're gonna
be working together now,

the least we could
do is try to be civil.

Here, I ordered from
Hop Li, your favorite.

Sit down. Have an egg roll.

I have an idea.

How about you take that egg
roll, shove it up your ass.

I can't believe how good this is.

Pizza is like sex.

Even when it's bad,
it's still pretty good.

Did you just imply that you
and I are having bad "pizza"?

No.

We are definitely having
mind-blowingly great "pizza".

Oh. Well, then, I'm
glad I decided to cheat.

On my strict diet.

Mmm. It's good to see
you enjoying yourself.

Well, I'm just so damn happy,
which, frankly, I find annoying.

You're annoyed that you're happy?

Yes, I'm much more comfortable
being grumpy and anti-social, but...

Everything just
tastes better and...

Smells better.

Mm.

Mm, mm.

This is... I...
we should go on a date.

Like a... like a proper
date to a fancy restaurant.

Maybe we should take it slow
on the whole going-public thing.

- We've been together in public before.
- To a museum or a lecture.

But not at night in
a romantic restaurant.

Oh, I see. You're ashamed to be
dating the neighborhood lunatic.

No, of course not.

I'm a shrink involved
with a former patient.

What if I ran into a colleague?

I'm just not ready to have
to explain myself, you know?

Daniel, are you okay?

I'm fine.

In fact, you know what?

I have no desire to go to some pretentious
restaurant filled with pretentious people.

I much prefer pizza in bed.

Mrs. Flynn had multiple burn marks,

and lacerations on her arms,
legs, and upper leg area.

She also sustained
multiple skull fractures

as a result of blunt-force
trauma to the back of her head.

And was that the cause of death?

No.

She was strangled.

No further questions.

Your witness, Mr. Bauer.

Oh, uh, no questions, your honor.

And is the person
that you witnessed,

threatening the victim
in the courtroom today?

Let the record reflect that the
witness is pointing at the defendant.

No further questions.

No questions, your honor.

State your name and occupation.

Vernon Hill.

Chairman, Road Ragers
benevolent riding association.

Is Billy Flynn also a
member of the Road Ragers?

Was till a few years ago.

Well...

Were you with Mr. Flynn when he found
out his wife had decided to leave him?

Yep. He said he was
gonna kill the bitch.

And did Mr. Flynn have a reputation
for following through on his threats?

What Billy had a reputation
for was being mean.

He'd boot stomp you just to
watch your expression change.

No more questions.

Let me guess.

No questions, your honor.

Daniel!

- What's this?
- Sweetening the pot.

Four box seats to the London Philharmonic's
performance of Mahler's third.

Oh, I haven't been to
the symphony in years.

How did you get box seats?

I'm a man with connections.

Picture it... you,
me, two lovely ladies.

I can't.

You do realize that
this is the London Phil's

only performance in The
United States this year?

I know, but my... my
circumstances have changed.

Changed how?

- I'm seeing someone.
- Who is she?

Daniel?

Way to go, buddy.

That is not her.

You are Dr. Daniel J. Pierce?

Yes.

Congratulations.
You've been served.

Wow.

Hey, if you changed
your mind about me

testifying, you could
have just asked.

You didn't need to send some
big-breasted errand girl.

- What are you talking about?
- Perry Mason here subpoenaed me.

- No, I didn't.
- Oh, yeah? What do you call that?

- The defense must have done it.
- Why?

Bauer. He probably dug
up your competency report.

That sneaky bastard.

He's gonna use it as a last-ditch attempt
to try and resurrect an insanity defense.

Or he's just hoping to use it to
soften up the jury for sentencing.

Either way, you better
not screw up my case.

My name is Daniel J. Pierce.

I'm a Professor of Neuroscience at
Chicago-Lake Michigan university.

And what specialized education
did you receive to earn that title?

The government stipulates as
to Dr. Pierce's credentials.

He's our expert, for God's sake.

You can move on.

Do you recognize this document?

This is my competency
evaluation of Billy Flynn.

Dr. Pierce, would you please
read the highlighted portion?

"The subject is,
neurologically speaking,

a different person than he
was prior to the shooting".

Objection. Relevance.

We intend to prove that, because
of the defendant's injury,

he is in fact no longer the same individual
who committed the alleged crimes.

Are you kidding? On
what legal foundation?

- You've got the wrong man on trial.
- What a load of crap!

You should be dead already for what you did
to my daughter. I should kill you myself!

Sidebar... now.

This is ludicrous.

Your honor, the
government's own expert,

believes that the defendant is
not the same man he used to be.

Now, I intend to call witnesses who
can describe him before he was shot.

And then I will call
people who know him now,

and they will all testify that he is,
indeed, a fundamentally different person.

It's a question for the jury.

You can't seriously
be considering this.

It is a stretch.

But so was admitting DNA
evidence the first time.

And a man's life is at stake
here, which I do not take lightly.

So I'm inclined to give
Mr. Bauer a little leeway.

When was the first time
that you met Billy Flynn?

When I went to ask him if he
knew what happened to my dog.

And what did he say?

That he kicked Gypsy's head in
because her barking woke him up.

It was the middle of the afternoon.

Now, 10 years ago, Billy Flynn was
incarcerated for aggravated assault.

What kind of inmate
was he back then?

Worst of the worst.

Always getting into fights
with guards, inmates.

And what about this time,
after he shot himself

and was subsequently
convicted of murder?

- What's he like now?
- A model prisoner.

Obedient. Polite.

Asks about my family.

Isn't it true that the
Road Ragers have a code...

That says that you don't
snitch on one another?

We live by that code
and we die by that code.

Well, then why are you snitching
on Billy Flynn right now?

Because Billy broke the code
first when he testified against me.

Are you referring to Mr. Flynn's
testimony three years ago?

Testimony which helped the state prosecute
several Road Ragers in a gun-running case?

Yes.

And you personally served 18
months, isn't that correct?

That's correct.

And whatever deal that
son of a bitch made

better have been worth it
because now he's fair game.

Keep it clean, Mr. Hill.

Would it surprise you to learn that
Billy Flynn received absolutely no special

treatment in exchange for his testimony
against you and the other Road Ragers?

- Bullshit.
- Last warning, Mr. Hill.

Billy Flynn broke your
code under threat of death.

Just so he could stop people like
you from committing more crimes.

Now, I ask you, does that sound to you
like the actions of a violent criminal?

Tell me about your sister.

Amy was such a beautiful person.

Her life was full of so much
promise until she met Billy.

And what happened
when Amy left Billy?

He gathered up her belongings
and set them on fire.

And then he tracked her
down and dragged her back.

And when she tried to escape?

He strangled her to death.

Afterwards, I went to their
place to see if I could,

salvage anything of Amy's, you
know, just to remember her by.

I had to dig through empty beer
bottles and pornography, filth.

All I could find was this half-burned
picture of Amy from her graduation.

She was so happy that day.

Now that picture is
all I have left of my baby sister.

So, I take it you believe that Billy Flynn
should be found guilty and executed?

No.

And why is that, Mr. Kendricks?

After Billy was granted an
appeal, I went to see him.

I wanted to look him in the eye,

and let him know that I hadn't
forgiven him for what he'd done to Amy.

But something strange happened.

And what was that?

He asked me how my
garden was doing.

I grow tomatoes.

I knew, in that moment, that he wasn't
the same monster that had killed my sister.

He was a different man.

And over the past couple months,
that moment has stuck with me.

And...

Torn at me.

And I'm sorry, dad, for
what I'm about to say.

But I think Billy Flynn
should be set free.

Your crazy Professor screwed us.

You don't think Flynn
could actually walk, do you?

Have you been watching the jury?

They seemed pretty
moved by the testimony.

And juries are prone
to doing crazy things.

So, what are you gonna do?

The government recalls
Dr. Daniel Pierce.

I remind you you're still
under oath, Dr. Pierce.

I understand.

Dr. Pierce, are you a
paranoid schizophrenic?

Objection, your honor. Relevance.

Your honor, the defense's entire
case hinges on Dr. Pierce's testimony.

And Dr. Pierce's
mental state goes directly...

To the issue
of his reliability and bias.

Overruled.

You may answer
the question, Dr. Pierce.

Again, Dr. Pierce.

Are you a
paranoid schizophrenic?

- Yes.
- And what are some of your symptoms?

I take medication to
control my symptoms.

Are you
always on your meds?

- No, but...
- So, then you experience delusions?

- Sometimes.
- Hallucinations?

Occasionally, but it's
not relevant to my...

Do you sometimes draw elaborate
theories and connections...

That don't exist?

Yes, but...

No further
questions, your honor.

Daniel, hold up.

- How did it slip out?
- What are you talking about?

Over coffee or maybe
a little pillow talk?

You think I told Donnie?

Okay, if you think that I would
ever betray your trust like that,

you obviously don't know me
as well as I thought you did.

In the matter of The United
States versus William H. Flynn.

As to the charge of murder
in the first degree...

We, the jury, find the
defendant not guilty.

I should never
have blamed Kate.

I mean, obviously, there are other people
at the FBI that are aware of my diagnosis.

You'll apologize.
She'll understand.

The question is, why were you
so upset in the first place?

Because that asshole, Donnie, put
me on display like a monkey in a zoo.

You were humiliated. Do
you want to talk about it?

You're not my shrink anymore.

I'm talking to you as a friend.

I...

I realize on an intellectual level that
I shouldn't be ashamed of my condition.

But just that the idea that it's now
part of some... some public record,

that the whole world knows that
Daniel J. Pierce is a certified nut job...

It just makes me squirm.

Daniel, the jury acquitted Flynn.

So?

So they didn't buy Donnie's
attack on your credibility.

Maybe people are more enlightened and
accepting than you give them credit for.

Hey, Dr. Pierce!

Billy.

Sorry to bother you, Doc, but I just wanted
to thank you for all you done for me.

Oh, I just gave my
professional opinion.

Maybe, but if it wasn't for you,
I'd be facing the electric chair.

So, what are you gonna do
now that you're a free man?

You could take some art classes.

I just got my ride back.

The only plans I got is to tear up
some asphalt and raise a little hell.

You were all so gullible.

See you around, Doc.

Kate!

Kate, I don't know how he did it, but
he fooled me, he fooled all off us!

- Who fooled us?
- Billy Flynn.

He didn't undergo any personality change.
How could I have been so stupid?!

Okay, where are you getting this?

He practically admitted it.
He was throwing it in my face.

- When was this?
- Just now on campus.

I came straight here to tell you.
Kate, you have to re-arrest him.

I can't do that.

I know you can't charge him with murder
again because it's double jeopardy.

But you could at least
charge him with perjury.

- Daniel, I can't charge him with anything.
- Why not?

Because Billy Flynn was shot outside
his halfway house 12 hours ago.

He's dead.

Daniel, we had a deal, remember?

I got to go. I got to...

You promised me that if you started
having symptoms, that you would tell me.

- No, do...
- Are you having symptoms?

A couple weeks ago, I started to
notice that my hand was shaking.

It was a tremor, a side
effect of my medication.

Is it serious?

It could be the onset of something
called Tardive Dyskinesia,

involuntary tics and spasms.

It's rare with the
new class of drugs,

but if you don't stop it,
it could become permanent.

- So, you went off your meds.
- I...

I planned to try a
different medication.

But first I had to taper off the
one that I'm on, and so I've...

I've gradually been
lowering my dosage.

And on top of that, you were stressed
from having to testify, so you...

Had an episode.

Does Dr. Newsome know you've
been messing with your meds?

She hasn't been my doctor
since I got out of the hospital.

Oh, I didn't realize.

No, no, but I have another doctor,
and he knows all about this.

So can we just... can we
stop talking about me, please,

and start talking about the case?

The victim's father,
Alan Kendricks,

he stood up in court and
threatened to kill Billy.

Yeah, I like him for it, too.

So, what? Was there
evidence at the crime scene?

.45-caliber shell casings.

They match casings from a shooting
at a bar in Naperville six years ago.

This kid, Joseph Garcia,
got shot in the leg.

Never I.D.'d the shooter.

Anyway, I was on my way to go talk
to him when, uh, you showed up.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Daniel, are you sure
that that's a good idea?

I mean, running around, chasing
down leads, so soon after you've...

- Had an episode?
- Kate.

You know nothing focuses my mind
better than working on a case with you.

Besides, now that you know everything,
you can keep an eye on me.

Now, can we please get
the hell out of here?

All right.

I'll tell you the same thing
I told the cops six years ago.

I was at a bar, got
hit from behind.

Next thing I know, I'm
waking up in an ambulance.

They take anything? Money, wallet?

No.

Okay, so, you're telling me that you were
assaulted, shot, for no reason whatsoever?

Look, I wish I could help you, but I didn't
see anything, and I didn't hear anything.

So, if we're done, I really
need to get back to work.

Daniel, you okay?

Yeah, it's that damn motorcycle.

You saw a motorcycle?

I didn't hear anything.

It was the Road Ragers, wasn't it?

What?

They were the ones who
beat you up and shot you.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- What, did he threaten you to keep quiet?

I made one mistake six years ago, and I've
been looking over my shoulder ever since.

Joe, if you'll talk to the U.S.
Attorney, if you agree to testify,

he can get you into
Witness Protection, okay?

You can stop looking
over your shoulder.

I'd just finished finals, so
I decided to get a couple of beers.

You know, celebrate.

I started talking to this girl.

She was hot, a lot of leather.

The next thing I know, someone
hit me in the back of the head,

and a bunch of bikers just
dragged me out into the alley.

And then what?

They were punching and kicking me.

And then I heard a gunshot, and
I felt blood running down my leg.

Most of them took off at that
point, but one guy hung back.

He said now I'd learn what happens
when I mess with a Road Ragers girl.

And what happens to
snitches is even worse,

so if I had any ideas about going
to the cops, just forget about it.

So that's what I did.
I forgot about it.

Do you recognize the
man who threatened you?

Him. I'll never forget that face.

Vernon Hill.

I'll draft a warrant.

Come on, Joe. I'll have the
marshals get you somewhere safe.

I hope there are no hard feelings
about what happened in court.

It wasn't personal. I
was just doing my job.

What?

Arrogance, selfishness,
grandiosity...

Classic indicators of
narcissistic personality disorder.

Nothing personal.
Just doing my job.

We have a witness who
connects you to a shooting

behind a bar in
Naperville six years ago.

The same .45 used in that incident
was used to kill Billy Flynn.

That ties you to the gun,

which is more than enough for me
to charge you with Billy's murder.

I remember the bar, but
I didn't shoot that kid.

Billy did. That was his .45.

- Oh, sure. Blame the dead guy.
- Yeah, that's original.

Now I suppose you're gonna try to
convince us that Billy used that same .45

to shoot himself after he
was released from prison.

I did shoot myself once right here.

But that was with a .22,
and it was an accident.

Shh! I'm trying to listen.

Even if by some remote chance in hell, you
are telling me the truth about the .45,

it's no stretch to imagine that it came
into your possession at a later time.

I mean, you were all friends. You
probably shared a lot of things...

Uh, motorcycles, women, guns.

Nah, that's before I
gave myself the Lobotomy.

I was a selfish bastard back then.

Didn't share anything
with anybody. But him?

He's the exact same
scumbag he's always been.

Wait, I don't know... what are you saying,
that... that Vernon did it or didn't do it?

Oh, you got me.

I'll say it again, Doc.

You're pretty gullible.

Oh, why? What? Because you fooled me about
your condition? Obviously, you didn't.

I never said I fooled you,
but someone sure as hell did.

- Who fooled me?
- I'm not really sure.

But I did suffer a lot of damage
to my Prefrontal Cortex, remember?

I mean, my mind was changed completely,
which isn't an easy thing to do.

I mean, it's not like Frankenstein.

You can't just take a brain out of
one person and put it in another.

- Look at you, for instance.
- What about me?

You know, how you're taking all
these pills to change your mind but...

Not so easy to change
your mind, is it?

I don't want to have to write down
that you're not being cooperative.

- Listen, there's only...
- Whoa! Daniel, what are you doing?

- Get the hell out of here.
- I'm sorry. He didn't kill Billy Flynn.

But... but I know who did.

If you're here to tell us that piece of
gutter scum, Flynn, got at he deserved...

We already heard.

No, we're here because
we know who killed him.

Uh, look, I know what
I said in court.

But you don't honestly think I
had anything to do with his death?

No, not you, Mr. Kendricks.

You never really changed
your mind about Billy Flynn,

did you, Charlie?

I mean, how could you? He
strangled your baby sister.

- Charlie, what are they talking about?
- I have no idea.

You went to Flynn's house after
Amy died to collect her things.

That's where you found
that charred photo of her,

but you found something
else, didn't you?

We took tire-tread
impressions near the scene.

They're gonna match your
truck. We know it was you.

What did you do, Charlie?

I hated him, dad...
for what he did to Amy.

When I went to get her
things, I found the gun.

I thought, "how poetic".

You know, kill him
with his own gun.

But then Flynn was
sentenced to death.

I put the gun away,
and I forgot about it.

Until that shyster, Ruben Bauer,
showed up and got him a new trial.

I did go to see Billy,

to tell him how he wasn't gonna
get away with it this time, either.

How when they finally fried him,

I would be right there to enjoy
watching the life drain out him.

He just kept saying how sorry he was,
like that was gonna change my mind.

Then you showed up and testified how Billy
had miraculously turned into this Saint.

You know, it made me want to puke.

But I could see how the jury was buying all
the crap you and that lawyer were slinging.

And you realized he
might actually get off.

Maybe the jury would spare
his pathetic excuse of a life,

and that was a chance
I couldn't take.

So you went to the defense and
offered to testify on Flynn's behalf.

You figured if the victim's own brother
testified that Flynn had changed...

He'd get out, and I'd make sure he
got the justice that he deserved.

You think Billy became a
different person, Dr. Pierce?

When he killed my sister,
I became a different person.

Charlie Kendricks
is refusing a plea.

Says he wants a trial.

So Billy gets out,
and Charlie goes in.

Well, maybe not.

What? You think he'll walk?

Ruben Bauer just
agreed to represent him.

I wonder if he'll put up that "he's a
different guy altogether" defense again.

I wonder if I could ever be
a different guy altogether.

Different from the one
you hate so much.

Maybe.

If I shot you in the head.

Daniel!

- Daniel. You owe me big time.
- What for?

Because you wouldn't be my wing man, I
had to invite Neumeier from engineering.

Total disaster, the man's
irritable bowel was acting up,

he got up three times
to go to the bathroom

for goodness' sakes, needless to
say, the whole evening was ruined.

And now Elaine is saying she just
doesn't think of me in that way.

What do you want me to do about it?

This woman you're dating.
Surely she's got friends, right?

Smart, funny, sexy friends?

I'm asking you to set me up.

So, what
did you tell him?

I told him forget it.
I'm not a dating service.

And did you tell him
who you were dating?

Are you kidding? Do you know
what a gossip Haley can be?

Daniel, who are
you talking to?

Myself.

I know how picky you
can be about your tea.

- I hope I got you the right kind.
- I'm not that picky. I like a lot of tea.

- Well...
- You're a little picky.

Maybe I'm a little picky.

Can people really change?

Is our personality
genetically pre-programmed?

Or is it malleable?

The science of Neuroplasticity...

Suggests that our brain has the ability
to change and grow throughout our life.

In essence, our
experiences rewire us.

They can make us do or think things
previously undoable or unthinkable.

They can provoke us into
forming new thoughts and ideas.

And they can teach
us valuable lessons,

making us less inclined to
repeat the mistakes of our past.

The brain is in a
constant state of flux.

Suggesting that nothing
in life is permanent.

And yet, as they say, the
more that things change...

The more they stay the same.

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