That Girl (1966–1971): Season 3, Episode 3 - Eleven Angry Men and That Girl - full transcript

Ann has been called for jury duty. She sees it as an honor and her civic responsibility, despite it possibly interfering with a planned trip with Donald to St. Louis to visit his parents. Indeed, Ann is selected to sit on a jury, that for an alleged domestic assault between a husband and wife. Beyond the fact that Donald doesn't know how to reschedule their flights to St. Louis to accommodate the unknown length of the jury deliberations, Ann being on the jury with its disparate group of citizens has its own issues. Ann, has to deal with a bunch of fellow jurors some who don't seem to care much about the jury duty itself. They include the spineless jury foreman, overly prudish Miss Marker, womanizer and freeloader Jack Packard who seems more interested in what freebies jury duty provides and getting to know Ann in a personal sense, and hippie artist Mr. Talley who doesn't believe in the concepts of guilt or innocence. Ann also ends up being the one on the not guilty side versus the other eleven guilties. Ann doesn't seem to want to give in especially as she takes her role seriously. Ann and the other eleven jurors will ultimately learn if the verdict they render is indeed correct, and learn if Ann was right all along.

[knocking]

Oh, I was afraid it was you.

I, on the other hand, am
quite comfortable that it's you.

You know what I mean. Mm-hmm.

The dinner to which you
so graciously invited me

will be a little late.

I got involved.

Oh, I find that hard to believe.

[timer dings]

My popovers, my popovers.

A pox on your popovers.



Ooh, you're so exciting
when you're angry.

Modern Jurisprudence?

Landmarks of the Supreme Court?

The People of
Minnesota vs. Applegate.

Oh, is that a fascinating case!

To the people of Minnesota,
maybe even to Applegate,

but why to you?

I got my notice this afternoon.

I've been called for jury duty.

And am I prepared.
I'm sure of it.

But it's not necessary; I know
someone who can get you out of it.

Get me out of it? Why?

Don't you think I can do it?

Be a juror?



Not just a juror...

an intelligent, rational,
discerning, unbiased,

unemotional,
mature gem of a juror.

I think you can be
all of those things

and adorable as well.

Jurors shouldn't be adorable,

they should be
logical, firm and fair.

Three of your most
endearing qualities.

Donald, you are not
taking me seriously.

On the contrary, I'm
taking you very seriously.

I was just thinking about
my parents in St. Louis.

What about them?

They're expecting us.

Jury duty isn't going
to interfere with our trip.

[snickers] For how much?

I don't bet.

And I don't shirk
my civic duty either.

Honey, I'm not saying
that jury duty isn't important,

but it's not necessarily the
big deal you're making it.

You wouldn't say
that if you were on trial

and they could
only find 11 people.

Oh, there are always
plenty of people.

Well, there wouldn't be if
everybody went around saying that.

But my parents!

With whom serving on a
jury is not going to interfere

would be the first
to admit I was right.

No, no. I'm the first.

Do your duty.

You have no further
objections? None.

You're glad I'm
going to be on a jury?

Delighted. You
think I'll be good?

Logical, firm and fair.

[timer dings]

And if you were on trial
and I was on the jury?

There's nobody in the world
I'd rather be convicted by

than that girl.

♪♪ [theme]

How much longer
do you think it'll last?

Well, we should
get the case today.

After that, not too
long. Oh, I'd better go in.

What time is it?
It's about 10:30.

We were supposed to take off
for St. Louis half an hour ago.

Who ever thought I'd get on
a jury the last possible day,

or that the trial would
go on nearly a week?

I did.

Oh, Donald, I'm
sorry, but I had to do it.

You understand.

And I'm sure your parents do.

Wh... What did your mom say?

She said she defrosted
a 20-pound turkey.

The turkey will keep.

And besides, the minute the
case is decided, we'll leave.

[chuckles] I know.

And turkeys do keep.

Meantime, I might as
well spend the first day

of my vacation in
court. [chuckles]

At least you get
to see me in action.

That's always fun.

Now, if you
believe the plaintiff,

Margaret Franklin, in
that she was approached

by the defendant, Alex Franklin,

and that he had
in hand an ashtray,

and that he was in fact intent
upon and did strike her with it,

then you must find Alex Franklin

guilty as charged.

Now, if you believe
the defendant,

that his wife had been drinking
steadily from a bottle of sherry,

and under this influence
fell of her own weight,

sustaining the loss of two
teeth against the rung of a chair,

then you must find
Alex Franklin not guilty.

The bailiff will escort
you to the jury room.

Mom... Mom, listen.

What I wanted to tell you
was the jury just got the case.

It looks pretty clear-cut to me,

so I think we should be
able to leave in the morning.

Yeah, well...

We'll get the 10
a.m. flight to St. Louis,

and with the time difference,

well, we can still
be there by lunch.

Turkey sandwiches
sound swell, Mother.

Send in a bottle of Scotch
and 12 glasses, huh?

Make it 11 glasses.

You drink Scotch, Ms. Marie?

Not while I'm on jury
duty, Mr. Packard.

Oh, you're a purist,
huh? [chuckling]

Hardly.

Well, if you can't
wear it, don't knock it.

Hmm. Oh, there's two over there.

We can be right together.

Oh, good.

You sit here.

[sighs] Well, why
don't we have lunch?

Lunch? Yeah.

If we take a vote now
and everybody agrees,

it'll all be over and
we'll blow a lunch.

You mean you don't
want to vote now

just so you can
get a free lunch?

We're entitled.

I, for one, am not hungry.

And besides, I have an awful
lot of evidence to present.

I think we should take the vote

on whether that dreadful
little man is guilty.

I think we should
keep an open mind.

At least until all the evidence

against the wife in
question is reviewed.

Big deal.

Mr. Foreman, may we vote in
support of due process of law?

I'll do what anybody wants.

And what anybody wants
it's... Will be fine with me.

Mr. Tally.

We're voting.

Okay, okay.

♪♪ [sitar]

How do you spell
"guilty"? "U-I," or "I-U"?

"U-I."

"G-U-I-L-T-Y."

Pardon me. Is the
Franklin jury still in there?

Yep. Well, aren't they
coming out for dinner?

It was sent in. Oh.

Well, I wonder how I might get
in touch with one of the jurors.

You can't. Judge Crane's very
strict about tampering with his juries.

[chuckles] Oh, no, no.
Look, I don't want to tamper.

I just want to find out
how things are going.

That's tampering.

Look. This has nothing
to do with the case.

You see, I'm supposed to fly to St.
Louis in the morning on a 10:00 plane.

I flew to Chicago once,
but I went in the afternoon.

Oh. [chuckles]

Well, you see, I'm supposed
to go with one of the jurors,

but she doesn't know I
made the reservations.

When I went, it
was with my sister.

I see.

Well, look. What I
want to find out is

if we might not make
that plane. [chuckles]

We almost didn't make ours.

Look, there's no way
I can get in touch?

With the jury? Yes.

If they get locked up tonight,
they can call their families.

But that's it.

Somehow I have a feeling
we're not gonna make this plane.

Well, you can always
go in the afternoon.

That's when I went.

The count is guilty,
10, and not guilty, two.

[sighs heavily]

All right, now,
who's not guilty?

I don't believe in
guilt. It's a syndrome.

What does that mean?

Well, it means we'll be locked
up overnight in a very nice hotel.

I have to go home
and feed my cats!

Food, booze. No
haircuts, I tried that.

A little laundry's okay.

My wife'll go to your
house and feed your cats.

Thank you, no.

It's obvious that the
defendant is a vicious brute.

Why, he struck that poor, defenseless
woman in the mouth with an ashtray.

That's what she says.

She has no front teeth.

That only proves
she has no front teeth.

She could have eaten
too much candy as a child.

Now folks, let's don't argue.

Look, why don't we
just call it a night, huh?

[chuckles] Go to the hotel
and have a few drinks?

[jury groaning]

For once, I agree
with the majority.

I think we should take
another try at reaching a verdict.

Of guilty.

Of not guilty.

[Ann] This will be the
room. [chalk scraping]

And the windows were, uh, here.

The door of the room was here.

The chair in which
Mrs. Franklin was seated

was here.

Now, Mr. Franklin
crossed the room.

Then, Mrs. Franklin
crossed to Mr. Franklin.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

Now, I don't know whether
he's guilty or not, but

I win!

Mr. Packard, I was
trying to make a point.

Well, you've got to
grant me that's funny.

I'll grant you whimsy. I
won't grant you funny.

I accept. [chuckles]

Now, the point I was
trying to make was,

under the aforementioned
circumstances,

would a man actually hit
his wife with an ashtray?

Well, that depends on the
wife and the size of the ashtray.

But mostly, it
depends on the man.

Some men, of course,
do hit their wives.

And then, of course,
some men leave their wives.

I can't help but feel

that Alex Franklin is
more a leaver than a hitter.

Psychiatrically speaking.

Now, let's go back to his
childhood, for instance.

[groaning]

Nine guilty, 10
guilty, 11 guilty...

Not guilty?

[jury sighing]

Well, Mr. Packard says
it's a very nice hotel.

With very good service.

And a little
laundry's okay, too.

Hello, Operator? This is 222.

Would you please
get me Bryant 9-9970?

Thank you. [line ringing]

[ringing]

Hello? Hello. Daddy?

Daddy?

It's your darling
daughter, Daddy.

We're allowed to make one
phone call to our immediate family

to let them know where we are.

Where are you?

Locked up for the night in
the Commerce Plaza Hotel.

Deadlocked?

Well, there are quite a few
minds that have to be changed.

Let me make a wild guess, like,
11 minds that have to be changed.

Obviously, I can't say.

You don't have to. Have you
spoken to Donald's parents?

Not since this morning. I
didn't know what to say.

His mother's expecting us on
a 10:00 plane in the morning.

She's making turkey
sandwiches for lunch.

I'm sorry.

[chuckles] Well,
all right, honey.

I'll change the reservations.

But whenever we get there, I suggest
you ask for turkey in various dishes.

And don't complain if it's dry.

[laughs] I won't.

Good night, Dad.

Well, sleep well, dear. Don't
forget to brush your teeth.

[chuckles]

♪♪ [Muzak]

The little men in the
walls are wailing away.

♪♪ [continues]

Whatever happened to silence?

Whatever happened to me?

What's an artist doing, hung
up with right, wrong, guilt?

Oh, wow! Mr. Tally!

Music in the bathroom. You call that
progress? You call that civilization?

I call it "Tunezak". What
are you doing in my room?

I guess they put us together.

I really rather doubt that.

222.232.

That's just jury duty
wigging me out, dig?

I think so.

I mean, I didn't try to burn
my jury notice, or like that.

That's a good
sign. But it bugs me.

Yeah. Well, look, why
don't you just relax,

and try and swing with it?

It's just not my bag! Mr. Tally!

I believe this is your bag.

It's a bad trip, man.

♪♪ [Muzak continues] "Man"?

That's right. Cancel two on
the 10:00 a.m. flight to St. Louis.

Don Hollinger and Ann Marie.

"Marie" is her last name.

[chuckles] Yes, isn't it?

[knocking]

[chuckles] Hi! Hi.

Oh, nice. Very nice.

Thank you. What
is it, Mr. Packard?

Well, for openers,
you could call me Jack.

I prefer calling you
Mr. Packard, Mr. Packard.

"A rose by any other
name..." Shakespeare.

Good guess.

I just thought I'd stop
by and let you know

we had a little something
in common, eh?

Well, that's very sweet of
you to go to all that trouble

just to let me know.

Well, good night, Mr. Packard.

I know that you think I'm a
freeloader, but see, not with girls, huh?

I've given some very
nice presents in my time...

Perfume, stockings...
Some beautiful scarves.

Mr. Packard, if I've
misjudged you romantically,

then I apologize.

But I haven't misjudged
you in the jury room.

And as long as
we're alone here...

Hold it, hold it. I
know you're a purist.

I have no intention of discussing
the case with you tonight.

In fact, I won't even
mention it, right?

To tell you the truth, I couldn't
care less about the case.

That's exactly what I mean!

How can you say
a thing like that?

I just don't understand
how anyone, even you,

could say a thing like
that about any jury case...

Shh! When each opinion...

Oh. I might have known.

Circumstantial! [door slams]

Oh, will you please
come in here?

Thanks, thanks. Hey,
nice place you got here.

[laughs] Mr. Packard,

I have no intention of
discussing this case either.

And you're entitled to any
opinion you honestly hold.

But you're not
entitled not to care.

It's a free country.
A-ha! And that's why.

Being on a jury is one of the
very most important responsibilities.

I mean, holding somebody's
future right in your hands!

How can you possibly not care?

I really don't
want to discuss it.

Well, I really don't
understand you.

Oh, now, that makes two of us.

'Cause I don't understand
you either. Why?

[chuckles] Well, here we
are, an okay-looking girl

and a well-built, attractive,
good-looking man in his prime.

And what do we do? We
stand around talking politics.

Politics? Ethics.

What have you got against me?

I've got looks, a sense of
humor, uh, experience...

You might be interested to know that
I am not in the least bit interested in...

What you're
interested in. Why not?

I mean, I could understand
if you were a librarian,

but, uh, an actress? [laughs]

Oh! Oh!

That, Mr. Packard, was for all
the actresses who've been insulted

by all the Mr. Packards from
Sarah Bernhardt right up to me.

And it also goes for a couple
of librarians I know, too.

[knocking]

I forgot my electric toothbrush.

Oh... I can explain.

Why explain? I know a
closet swinger when I see one.

Ooh!

Hello, Mom? How's it going?

Turkey croquettes
would be fine, Mom.

But we're still in New York.

Well, it was late last night,
and I was hoping this morning.

Well, you see,
the jury's still out,

so I guess you better
tell Dad not to meet us.

He already did?

Well, Mother, I
know it's hard to park,

but the plane only
just left New York.

No. No, Mom, I'm
not being disrespectful.

Well, then, what way?

No, Mom, Ann is
not undependable.

It's not as though she was
single-handedly holding up a decision.

I know how you all feel,

but I've just got to try again.

[jury moaning]

No, really. I know that
Alex Franklin is innocent.

I just haven't been
able to prove it.

Until now.

Last night, I-I couldn't sleep.

For a lot of reasons. Mm-hmm.

And suddenly, it
all came very clear.

And I'd like to show
you what I mean.

I'll be Mrs. Franklin.

Now we've all agreed that
she was sitting in a chair.

[chair scraping]

Smoking a cigarette
and drinking a little sherry.

But according to Mr. Franklin,

they were having an argument.

And as he approached
her, with an ashtray,

she rose, moved
around the chair...

From the right side...

And came toward him
on the left side of the chair.

But Mr. Franklin said
that with all that sherry,

she sort of lost her balance,

and fell... hitting her jaw
on the rung of the chair,

and knocking out two teeth.

See?

Would you show us that again?

I really don't think
that's necessary.

But, according to Mrs. Franklin,

she didn't fall... She
was hit with the ashtray.

And I think if we
reenact that version,

it'll show us something
very important.

Would someone like
to be Mr. Franklin?

Well! As long as
you're Mrs. Franklin.

Oh, fine.

All righty. Now, if you'll
just take this, please.

And stand right over there.

Good. Now if you would
please come toward me

with the ashtray
in your right hand,

as Mrs. Franklin
said Mr. Franklin did,

And swing the ashtray at my jaw.

As you can see, the
ashtray swung by Mr. Franklin

would have to hit Mrs. Franklin
on the left side of the jaw.

But, the bruise on
Mrs. Franklin's face,

and the two teeth
she lost, were on the...

right side of the jaw.

And that could
only have happened,

not if Mr. Franklin had hit her,

but if she had hit her
own face on the chair.

I rest my case.

How do you like
that? [chattering]

Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,

have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant,
Alex Franklin, not guilty.

No! No! It's an outrage!

It's a miscarriage of justice!

Sit down, already,
will you? Listen.

Don't you tell me to sit
down. It's outrageous.

Don't be such a poor
sport. I am not a poor sport!

Shut up, will you? Look,
don't tell me to shut up.

I don't have to... [screams]

Bailiff! Arrest this man.

The old backhand.

[sighs] This jury is dismissed.

I have a feeling we're not going to be
asked back for jury duty very soon again.

Don't take it too hard,
kid. Thanks, Jack.

Guilty. We're all of
us guilty. Guilty, guilty.

I think I'll capture
this, in plastic.

[chuckles]

Honey, don't feel bad.

Better that a hundred guilty go
free than one innocent be convicted.

Right. Thank you, Douglas.

Well, I hope you learned
something. I certainly did.

Watch out for the old backhand.

I'm holding. Boy,
you get a lot of mail.

I'm very popular.

Hello. Mom? Hi.

Good news. We're ready to leave.

N-No, we've missed
the 4:00 plane.

Did Dad do that again?

Well, Mom, look. We'll be
on the 8:00 plane for sure.

You what?

No, no. Turkey chow
mein sounds great, Mom.

We'll see you soon. Bye-bye.

The turkey did
dry up, after all.

Ready? Mm. Mm-hmm.

You know, if this were
television, you'd get a letter now

saying you were on a grand jury.

Ha-ha. You didn't.

Donald, this trip is interfering
with a lot more than jury duty.

What? I'm gonna miss

the annual fur
sale at Mellinger's.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

Turkey chow mein? [laughs]

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