The Defenders (2010–2011): Season 1, Episode 15 - Nevada v. Hunter - full transcript
Facing thirty counts of possession of a controlled substance, an overconfident judge turns to Nick, who has no choice but to help acquit him of the charges.
Previously on "The Defenders"...
You cannot cross-examine my witness.
I can ask any questions I want.
Don't be stupid; this is my courtroom.
I am sorry that you're
gonna miss your golf game
this afternoon, but just...
- $250!
You are in contempt, Mr. Morelli.
I hope you're calling
to give me my $250 back!
All right.
I'll be right there.
Don't say a word.
As you can see, I've been arrested.
- Mm-hmm.
- And I have reason to believe
I'll soon be charged with 30 to 40 counts
of felony possession
of a controlled substance,
engaging in prostitution, and, uh...
let's both pray to God she doesn't die.
All right, Judge, this way, please.
Ah, look at that.
- The Vega star, shining down on Las Vegas.
- Okay, Judge,
I think you should stop talking...
There's Cygnus, Hercules...
Draco... Vulpecula...
Kind of puts things
into perspective, doesn't it?
Look, son, I know this is
a big moment for you,
putting a judge in handcuffs, but...
in the vast scheme of things,
heh, this is nothing.
Keep it in mind, my boy,
this, too, shall pass...
I'm betting by tomorrow.
All right, Judge.
- Uh, Morelli?
- Yeah, Judge?
You mind stopping somewhere
and getting me a cherry cola,
pack of spearmint gum
and a Mountain Dew?
My mouth's kind of dry.
Try shutting it.
I'll follow you there.
Drive on, Constable.
All right, Judge.
Great.
All right with you, Officer?
Oh! You couldn't spring for the Dew?
It's lemon-lime; they were out of the Dew.
Oh, generic. Wh... Whatever.
I'm parched.
All right, Judge, we're gonna
get you through this processing,
and then we're gonna get you bail,
and obviously don't talk
about this case to anyone.
Obviously, you're mistaken.
See you in the interrogation room,
bring me the cola and the gum.
What?
Ah, Detective, I believe you know
my attorney, Mr. Morelli.
I think I had the pleasure
of having you both
in my courtroom recently.
Yes, sir, the Linda Sedgwick
trial, I believe.
Ah, that's one that
Mr. Morelli would no doubt
rather forget, I'm sure.
- What'd she get, ten years?
- Yes.
'Cause you screwed me sideways.
Temperament, Counselor. Mm.
Uh, Detective Davis has
a great Willie Nelson joke.
What kind of tour bus
does Willie Nelson travel on?
A cannabis.
Comedy gold, right?
I'm sorry we got to do this,
Judge... you know, it's just a formality.
Max Hunter, you have the right
to remain silent,
to an attorney; anything you say
can and will be used against
you in a court of law.
Do you understand your rights?
Uh, yes, great, Detective.
I understand; I invoke my rights,
and may we tell Mr. Morelli the good news?
Oh, sure, sure. The young woman
the judge was in the motel room with,
Lucy Cardell... she's alert,
she's conscious,
and she's gonna be just fine.
- All right, that's great.
- Amen to that.
Hell of a looker, that gal, huh?
Oh, Lucy's a beautiful lady.
And very reasonable rates, too.
- Judge, that's enough.
- Oh, yeah?
What kind of rates are those?
Do you know that sex burns
200 calories an hour?
And if you double that
gyration, that could be
400 calories an hour.
That is a diet I think
we can all get behind.
Sex-ercise?
- What was your question, Detective?
- Oh, um...
Keeping in mind that I've invoked my rights
and anything I give you cannot be used
in evidence against me at any time.
What the hell was the point of that?
You're facing 30 years,
only you try to prove
that you can outsmart a cop?
I helped my case. Our case.
That detective takes the stand,
you'll be able to discredit him.
Come on, Morelli,
catch up... we need to win.
Y... You want to win?
Then shut up when I tell you, all right?
That doesn't mean
that Robart won't try
to introduce it, and then I'll have
to take time to knock it out.
Stop wasting my time.
We got to go by
the tow yard, get my car.
- What?
- Where's that gum?
The Defenders 1x15 - Nevada v. Hunter
Original air date: Feb. 18, 2011
If I had a veto left, I would use it.
Judge Maximus? What the hell?
We hate this guy.
Hey, he deserves a vigorous defense,
just like anybody else.
For some reason, he...
thinks I'm the best to offer it.
Are you kidding me?
You're flattered he called you,
'cause he happened
to have your cell number.
That is not true.
It doesn't matter who his lawyer
is; he's running the case.
You know he's gonna
steamroll you, don't you?
The hell he is!
Nobody steamrolls Nick Morelli.
Have you heard anyone ever do...
Where's Zoey?
Uh, Lisa, I need U.S. V. Howard
and Olech v. Willowbrook.
Nice of you to show up, gentlemen.
Thank you, Zoey.
Another double espresso
would be delightful.
Sure thing, Your Honor.
Morelli, you have a balcony...
you should smoke your cigars out there.
The tobacco film on the glass
it's as carcinogenic as it is unsightly.
Third-hand smoke is the next class action.
Third-hand smoke?
All right, let's get started.
Um... now, Steve, you will
be co-counsel on this,
correct?
- Uh, yes, I am,
but actually, uh, actually,
my name is Peter.
Sorry.
Thank you, Lisa. All right.
Uh, let's get going.
Unfortunately, I don't have...
a lot of time,
I have a trial in one hour.
You're hearing a case today?
I'm a judge; I have a full calendar
this morning and for the whole week,
and that's why we've got to make
this thing go away today.
You think it's gonna happen today?
I don't think; I know.
The D.A. is going to try to use me
for free publicity in an election year,
and we're not gonna let that happen.
Now, let's, uh, go over the facts.
I have been charged with 30 felony counts
of possession of a controlled
narcotic, being oxycodone.
30 counts? Judge!
- Get out.
- One felony count per pill,
Nevada Revised Statute 453.336.
Ah, well done. A-plus.
The good news is,
they're not my pills.
Well, they were in your room.
So they're gonna make a constructive
possession argument.
Which you will easily beat
if you're worth what I'm paying you. Next.
Well, do you take any of those pills?
I had drugs in my system before I arrived.
Well, that's not what I asked.
Well, that's what I'm telling you.
I have a lawful prescription
for a narcotic for controlling back pain.
L5 S1, herniated disk.
Moving on, Counselor.
All right, what about the girl?
You're being charged
with engaging in prostitution.
I'm innocent... I did not pay for sex,
they can't prove otherwise.
- Who's the girl?
- An acquaintance.
Define "acquaintance."
Immaterial.
It is not immaterial.
I need to know the history.
She is a talented, albeit
unlicensed, masseuse
who helps me with my back pain.
Rem tene, verba sequentur.
Stay with the facts.
I am staying with the facts!
No, you're not... you're fishing
for irrelevant personal information.
Aw, for crying out loud!
If I am gonna run a defense,
I need to know the facts when I ask them...
Wow, Nick is really
getting worked up today.
Judges do that to him, especially this one.
I think Judge Hunter might
even be bossier than Nick.
Hard to imagine, huh?
Mm.
We have a walk-in.
I don't want to be blindsided
by the D.A. because you think
you're so smart.
I need all the facts!
Facts. Facts, within a narrow
legal bandwidth,
are all that matter. I mean, if this
ever went to trial, you'd
put me on the stand,
I'd show you how it's done.
Oh...! I'd never put you on the stand,
because this is my damn case!
Temperament, Counselor.
You know, that's always
been his downfall... he's too emotional.
- What is it with you Italians?
- Uh, actually,
his mother's Albanian.
- Leave my mother out of this!
Even worse! There's no room
for southern European
passion in the courtroom.
Did it help Edmund Muskie to cry
in the snows of New Hampshire in 1972?
Who's crying? I'm not crying!
Well, you have in
my courtroom, a few times.
I have not!
Nick is always crying in court
because he cares about his clients.
I have never cried in the courtroom!
Morelli, you always get
misty-eyed in front of a jury,
and I can't stand that.
Well, if you think I'm
such a lousy attorney...
why do you hire me in the first place?
- Now he needs a compliment.
- Aw, come on!
I hired you 'cause you're
scrappy, you're a fighter.
Leave all that girly stuff behind.
Ex lege vindica, ex non animo!
Win on the law, not on emotion.
All right, gentlemen, we will
take care of this today.
Get the affidavit in support
of the search warrant.
I can tell you there was no probable cause
to enter that motel room. And, Steve,
I want you to represent
the girl, Lucy Cardell.
I'm gonna pay for it...
not out of altruism, but I think
we should, you know,
control all angles on this thing.
Would you go see her for me, please?
Yeah. Of course.
- But my name is...
- Ah, Zoey.
Well, tell me when it's
wrapped up, gentlemen.
I'll be in court.
Like how you're running
the case so far, Nick.
lmpressive.
Screw you! I didn't cry in a courtroom!
- And you told the waiter before you ordered...
- Yes. I have to.
It's so lame, but I have a severe reaction
to anything with dairy in it.
No butter, cheese,
ice cream...
- No ice cream?
I'm sorry, but that is just not fair.
I know! It's-it's so... ooh!
But... my windpipe swells up, and...
I can't breathe.
- Oh, wow.
That's got to be scary
trying new restaurants.
That's why I almost never do.
But... this was a date,
and he was really cute.
- Okay,
I totally get it; no need to say any more.
You know what, I'm gonna
jump all over this.
- We have your contact information, right?
- Uh, yeah.
I'll be in touch with you.
- Thanks so much for coming.
- Thank you so much.
Uh, Pete?
- Quick question.
- Shoot.
Young woman, allergic to dairy,
repeatedly tells the waiter...
And the mayo or whatever had dairy in it.
Milk powder in the rigatoni sauce.
Call up the restaurant,
find out who their lawyer is, go see them.
Hotels and restaurants deal
with this all the time.
They're gonna offer a low
of four grand, high of six.
Get anywhere close to $6,000, take it.
No need to run it by me.
Okay, great. Thanks.
- Uh, low of four?
- High of six.
Got it. Thanks.
Hi, Lucy.
My name is Pete Kaczmarek.
My firm's representing Judge Hunter.
Would it be okay if I talked
to you for a minute?
Kaczmarek, good morning.
What the hell, Nicholson,
you read her her rights
before or after she came out of her coma?
Can't the D.A.'s Office at least
wait until she finds a lawyer?
Actually, she's already got a lawyer.
Me.
Judge Hunter told me to tell you:
"Tell that bastard I'm gonna bring him
and the D.A.'s Office down
if he doesn't drop this right now."
I'm trembling.
All right, well, let me see the affidavit
in support of the search warrant.
You had no probable cause whatsoever
to go into that motel room?
Patience, Morelli... we're still
putting the discovery together.
You know I can't stand the guy
any more than you can.
Come on, the firearm is registered.
He forgot to put it in a lockbox.
All right, so fine him.
Huh? Yeah, yeah, we may give you that.
And where the hell do you
get prostitution, Robart?
You'll never be able to prove that!
Well, we have information that he paid
the young woman cash at a strip
club before going to the hotel.
- Man!
- We're gonna say that's a prepayment for sex.
Come on. Are you kidding me?!
No, I'm not.
You charged prostitution
because you wanted to grab a headline
and pollute the jury pool.
Now that offends me to the core.
I'm gonna tell you,
this thing goes to trial,
you're gonna drop the prostitution...
All right, let's say the prostitution
were to go away.
We still have that tiny, little matter
of the 30 felony drug counts.
All right, well, show me the discovery.
'Cause you know nothing's gonna stick.
Come on, this is an
election year witch hunt.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I like you, Morelli.
Not really, but listen,
I'm gonna give you a taste, all right?
- A what?!
- Since you're so eager.
Oh!
We'll be fine... we'll be fine...
What are you talking about?
The DA has got a video
of you dancing around a hotel room
in your underwear.
Underwear is not illegal.
In fact, it's advivible.
It prevents chafing.
Yeah, it also shows you popping pills.
One pill.
I took one pill in that motel room.
And you said Lucy Cardell...
she was a masseuse.
Well, the DA found out
you met her in a strip club.
That's not incongruous,
and there's nothing illegal
about a strip club in Vegas.
- Ugh!
- I know it doesn't look good,
but I'm a single senior citizen.
My wife, god rest
her soul... she's gone now.
We have to work do.
We have new challenges.
Where the hell's Dean?
Did he go to the hospital and see Lucy?
Pete. Yes, he made it
to the hospital this morning and saw her.
- But she doesn't need a lawyer.
- What?
She's the State's witness,
she helped set up the sting.
Lucy?
Yeah, Lucy.
They pulled her over
for a routine traffic stop,
they saw some pills, and...
I don't know. Your name came up.
My name?! How did my name come up?
I don't know.
Typical D.A. B.S.
I haven't gotten the discovery yet.
Sons of bitches.
They threatened her.
Found out somehow
that she knew me and concocted a plan
to bring me down.
Homo homini lupus.
Man is a wolf to man. A wolf.
They used that girl as a pawn,
and that is entrapment.
In fact, that's our defense.
Uh, Your Honor, uh,
the DA is going to milk
that video any way they can.
As your attorney, I... I recommend
that you consider taking a plea deal.
Absolutely not. They compel me
to step down from the bench.
I belong on that bench.
And I'm not going to reward
the DA for a clear abuse of power.
Here it is... Sorrells v. United States.
"When the actions of government
officers entice or lure an otherwise
law-abiding person to commit a crime,
that shall be considered entrapment."
You can't find a more law-abiding citizen
in Nevada than me, Morelli.
Not last night you weren't.
An aberration.
I have no history of such
admittedly regrettable behavior.
- No history.
- I was enticed, I was lured.
It's entrapment. It's in the rule.
All right, Judge.
You think this Lucy's gonna
tell them the same thing?
She will, guaranteed.
Okay.
Oh. Lisa.
Bennett Perkins.
How are you?
I'm well, thank you.
Nice to meet you.
Yes. Tell me, how is Ms. Lee doing?
I trust she's avoiding
milkshakes and whip cream?
Hmm. Well, she was shaken up
by the whole ordeal.
Said it was a very scary thing,
to feel your windpipes closing up.
But thank God, we think
she's going to be all right.
- Well, I'm sure she will be.
- Yeah.
Allergies are more annoyance
than anything else.
Hmm.
Now, we've gone ahead
and drawn up some papers.
Uh, pa-papers?
Well, we-we haven't had a chance to discuss
a settlement yet,
and we were thinking that...
We're offering $15,000.
$15,000?
We think that's fair.
We're not gonna go any higher,
and I'm sure you don't
want to go any lower.
Thank you for, um, putting
this offer together.
We will consider it, and
I'm going to take this back
to my boss right now, and...
Actually, uh, no.
We were under the impression
that we were talking to someone
that had the power of attorney.
This offer comes off
the table if you leave.
I'm sorry.
But we really would like a decision.
Well... good afternoon then.
Hey.
Hell of a way to make a living, Tony.
No smoking in the GTO.
What do you got?
Divorce case... D'Amato, Fiorita, Samuels.
Those shysters?
Yeah. Wife's in the red dress.
I take it that's not the husband.
That's why you make the big
bucks, Nick... you're smart
like that.
- Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Here we go.
Well, she's a kisser.
What have you got for me?
Uh, Judge Max Hunter.
Ugh! District court pain in the ass?
Yeah, that's the one.
I need anything and everything
you can find on him.
I can't tell if he's
telling me the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.
Look, I need to do it for his sake.
Got a copy of the arrest report here,
and there's a stripper involved.
Of course there is.
Lucy Cardell. She works at the Swann's.
I need anything and everything
you can find on her.
You got it, boss.
What's with the cigar?
This is a Mexican cigar.
Well, uh...
Good morning.
When a public official, a judge,
violates the public trust,
well, the public faith must be restored.
Now, it is my job as district attorney
to see to it
that that faith and that trust
are rebuilt stronger than ever before...
Morelli!
Mr. Morelli?
Mr. Morelli, care to comment?
Yes. D.A. Robart can say
what he'd like about Judge Hunter, 'cause
he'll be off the case by tomorrow.
I'm filing a motion
to dismiss the D.A.'s office
based on bias and malice
toward a fine judge.
That's all. Thank you very much.
A fine judge, my ass.
- You'll never win that.
- I know.
But 250,000 prospective jurors just heard
that you are biased and malicious.
Payback's a bitch.
You are not wearing that
to the arraignment!
Of course I am. I'm a judge,
and I intend on remaining one.
Gentlemen.
I have discovery for you, Morelli.
About time.
The good news... we're dropping
the prostitution and the weapons charges.
'Course you are, you scumbags.
Let's go.
All right, Miss Jones,
I accept your guilty plea
to five counts of felony theft.
Do you understand by entering
this guilty plea...?
Son of a... Son of a...
I knew it!
Temperament, Counselor!
What is it?
Temperament, my ass!
You said Lucy wouldn't talk history!
Right here in her witness report, she says
"I've known Judge Hunter for eight months,
and we've used drugs
together for four of them."
Let me see that!
Ah, that just did it.
That just torpedoed our damn defense.
I can't tell if this is the hummus
or the baba ghanoush, can we
please get a little more light in here?
- No!
No. No lights, no phones,
no nothing tonight!
I don't want him to know
that we're even here.
- Who?
- Hunter.
I don't want to see the guy,
I don't want to hear the guy.
I... I need to hear myself think.
Good call. He's been wrong this whole time.
Yeah, he's been lying the whole time.
Tony dropped these off.
Old arrest reports
for Lucy Cardell. All drug-related.
We can use these to attack
her credibility, right?
Say she's lying about the judge
just to get immunity.
Could rip her apart.
Yeah, we could,
but I don't think we'd do it.
Look, Lucy's had her run-in
with drugs before,
but she never went into a coma
till the night of the sting,
right? Why?
And why is the judge so
sure that she won't betray him?
You know what?
Maybe these two care about each other.
And if they do,
I say we take our cues from
the DeLorean and Barry cases.
Wait a second.
I thought DeLorean and Marion
Barry won on entrapment.
Most people do,
but their lawyers never
even mentioned the word.
They just convinced the jury
that the government went too far,
that they were the bullies.
That's right, and they put their
clients in a human light,
gave their actions context.
Come on, Nick.
We're talking about Judge Hunter here.
I mean, how do you humanize that guy?
It's like trying to humanize
a weed whacker.
I don't know. I thought he was really nice.
Would you ever consider
putting the judge on the stand?
No. Believe me, he wants to,
but it'd be suicide.
The jury would hate him
more than we hate him.
All comes down to Lucy, doesn't it?
You know, if she does care about the judge,
then she was coerced into turning on him.
She becomes our witness.
- Morelli!
- Get down!
Get down! Down!
Pete, get down! Under the table!
This is so stupid.
Zoey, the light, the light, the light!
What is this, some kind of an amateur show?
Sons of bitches!
Is it safe?
Yeah, it's safe.
All right.
Let's get back to work.
We've got trial tomorrow.
There.
After the defendant took
possession of the narcotics,
after pocketing them, what happened next?
The police broke into the room.
That's about all I remember.
You can't remember because
you were using those drugs, too?
Yes.
You're a stripper, is that right, ma'am,
and habitual drug user?
Yes.
And Judge Hunter is a habitual drug user?
Objection.
Sustained.
How many months have you
and the defendant known each other
and used unprescribed oxycodone together?
Eight months.
And you met the judge how?
At work.
At your strip club?
What, the judge'd come in
and spend his lunch
throwing dollars on the stage?
- Objection.
- Withdrawn.
One last thing.
Approximately six weeks prior
to the night in question,
were you yourself arrested for possession?
I was pulled over for a missing brake light
and they found pills.
After which you agreed to accept probation
and drug diversion for your crime
in return for helping the police
arrest this defendant
for his?
Yeah.
Yes.
Thank you, Ms. Cardell.
Good morning, Lucy.
Is it all right if I call you Lucy?
Yes.
Lucy, you were pulled over
for a missing brake light
and the officer found pills.
Is that correct?
I had four pills in a vial
on the front seat.
He saw them.
Then what happened...
the officer put you in handcuffs?
Yes.
He told me I was in a lot of trouble
and I had to tell him
where I got the pills.
Did Judge Hunter give you the pills?
No, he didn't.
See, Lucy, that's where
I get a little confused
because I've got the arresting
officer's report right here.
You mention Judge Hunter,
but if he didn't give you the pills, why?
How did his name even come up?
I... I thought if I let them know
he was my friend, it might help.
I have a seven-year-old daughter.
- So you were scared?
- Yes.
And they said they'd let you go
if you agreed to trap him?
- Objection.
- Let's be a little more precise, counsel.
Lucy, did the police make you
aware of the consequences
of a conviction on the
charges you were facing?
They said I'd go to prison...
and they'd put
my little girl in foster care.
So you'd lose your daughter
if you didn't help them?
Yes.
That is a hell of a position
for a young woman to find herself in.
All right, Lucy, according
to the transcripts here,
you and Judge Hunter
entered the motel at 9:05.
Is that correct?
You removed a vial of pills from your bag,
you shake one into the judge's hand,
he takes it, chases it with whiskey.
You take one out of the vial...
...ingest it with whiskey.
Then, here.
He disappears into the bathroom,
but then something else happens,
something the judge didn't know about
because he wasn't there when it happened.
Now, the police must have known
because they were watching this monitor.
Here, you fill your hand
with pills and take 'em.
Then chase it with whiskey.
And then again,
you fill your hand...
with pills,
ingest them,
chase with whiskey.
That's an awful lot of pills and alcohol
in a short period of time.
Why?
Why would you do that?
I don't know.
Is it because you felt like
you betrayed a friend?
- Yes.
- He's a friend, isn't he, not just
a guy who comes in and
throws dollars at the stage?
Yes.
He never even watched me dance.
So what would he do... he'd just talk?
Yes.
We tried to help each other.
How, Lucy, how did you
try to help each other?
Objection!
Counsel, where is this going?
- Your Honor, you want to have a seat?
- No, I want
to know where this line
of questioning is headed.
- I beg your... there is no...
I demand to know the relevance
of this line of questioning.
I will establish the relevance
as soon as you sit the hell down.
Ah, profanity. $200.
- What?
- You want some more?
- What?
- I will levy the fines
in this court, Judge.
- You put me on the witness list.
- Over my dead body.
I'm the only one who can
straighten this out!
You sit down right now.
I think we could use a break.
What the hell was that?
What the hell was that?
That was me doing your job
because you seem incapable.
Oh, cut the crap, Judge.
If you could have hacked
this before the bench,
you wouldn't be sitting behind it.
I assure you, sir, I have
forgotten more law
than you learned in night school.
- Is that right?
- Guys, come on, come on.
You call that lawyering?
You were just fishing for emotion.
I was trying to give
the jury a picture of you
other than the one of you dancing
around in your underwear.
I will not have you asking questions
which could compromise Lucy's immunity.
I will ask any damn question I please.
If I compromise her immunity,
I will take her case.
Right now I'm trying
to keep you out of jail.
We are losing big time.
I... I don't care.
I don't want her on the stand
again, and that's final.
I got to use the washroom.
Son of a...
Damn it.
That good, huh?
You know, Pete, I can write
the close of my life,
but it doesn't mean diddly.
They're just words unless
you get a glimpse of the man.
You got halfway there with Lucy.
Yeah, till he jumped up like a pompous ass,
acting like he had something to hide.
I got half a witness and half a close.
All right, well, give it your best shot.
Let me know if you need any help.
Yeah, thanks.
Pete.
Hey, Lisa, nice suit.
Uh, that was a compliment, not harassment.
Accepted.
- Thank you.
- What's going on?
Well, I went to see Bennett Perkins,
the lawyer repping the restaurant
where my client had
her food allergy incident.
- Mm-hmm.
- He offered me $15,000.
15 grand for a food poisoning case?
Seems a little bit too high, doesn't it?
Well, there are dumb lawyers.
Perkins didn't seem dumb;
he seemed eager, too eager.
It just didn't feel right, Pete.
I turned it down.
Okay, you rolled the dice, I respect that.
How'd it go?
Well, I just got a hold
of this this morning...
the EMT report from the ambulance service
that transported Sonya to the hospital.
Turn the page... second paragraph.
Whoa, whoa, what the hell is this?
What happened?
I'm still getting all the details,
but I don't think Sonya
even knows it happened.
Good luck, Nick.
Oh, thanks, Zoey, I'm gonna need it.
- Hey, Nick.
- Hey, hey, hey,
you got anything, you find anything out?
Man, that judge... he's
a specter, leaves no prints.
He's a lawyer, you know,
he knows all the traps.
Thanks for trying. Look, I'm running late,
why don't you give your invoice to Zoey?
I did find something.
It's not about the drugs or the girl,
I have no idea if it'll be of any use to you.
- Try me.
The judge hired his own
private investigator
a few weeks before his wife's death.
I play poker with the guy, and he told me
he sat on these photos for three months
before actually he showed it to the judge.
Looks like you didn't get any sleep.
- You either, Judge.
- Oh, I never do.
You know, Thomas Jefferson never got
more than two hours sleep a night,
and yet he had one
of the highest functioning brains
in American leadership.
I didn't know that.
Look it up.
- Here.
- So what's on your mind, Morelli?
You must have had a good
reason to come over here
instead of going straight
to the courthouse.
Well,
I think we should put another witness
on the stand before we rest.
Oh?
I've changed my mind.
I think you should go on the stand.
Really?
Yeah.
Huh, good call.
You feed me questions
that allow me to educate
the jury on the law,
and we'll win this thing together.
You got it, Judge.
You know, my great-grandfather opened
one of the first silver
mines in this state,
so I know a little bit about metallurgy.
This is sterling silver,
a very powerful alloy.
That's what a good legal
defense should be...
a cohesion of metals.
You can't have the softness of the silver
without the strength of the copper.
You'll be my silver,
Morelli, and I'll be your copper.
Great, Judge.
Your Honor, the defense would like
to call Judge Max Hunter
to the stand, please.
Silver. Copper.
Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
I do.
Good morning, Your Honor.
Good morning.
How long have you been
a judge, Your Honor?
I have served the Commonwealth of Nevada
proudly for 17 years.
And you've presided over
trials of defendants facing
similar charges to those you're facing,
is that correct?
- Yes, I have.
And some of those defendants
were found guilty,
correct?
- Yes.
And some of the defendants
were found not guilty,
is that correct?
- It is.
Why? I mean, what makes
the difference for a jury,
finding someone guilty or not guilty?
Well, the jury's responsibility...
Objection, Your Honor.
As you've already reminded
the defendant, you give
the instructions in this court.
Sustained.
All right, all right.
Your Honor, should context matter?
I mean, in your opinion,
should the jury's compassion
and sense of propriety and decency
factor into their decision
about innocence or guilt?
In my view, no.
The decision of the jury should
be based on facts and the law.
So you wouldn't want
to catch a break if the jury sympathizes
with you once they've heard the context
of your actions. Is that true?
No. That should not factor
into any respective juror's decision.
Well, I disagree with you, Judge.
I do.
I think context does matter.
That's why we pick a jury of our peers
instead of 12 men or women
heavily steeped in the law.
Kind of evens the playing field.
Objection, Your Honor.
I'm sorry. Is there a question here?
I'm getting there.
Judge, is there anything of significance
that happened during the time
you first started seeing Ms. Cardell?
I'm not going to answer that.
Your Honor, I'm gonna have
to ask it again, then.
Objection, Your Honor. Relevance!
Yes, objection. Relevance?
Overruled.
The witness will answer the question.
It is well known that my wife
passed away a year ago.
I'm sorry for your loss, Your Honor.
I'm sure we all are.
It's not to be considered an excuse
for my behavior. And counselor...
And was there something significant
that you learned about your wife,
after her passing,
and before you met Ms. Cardell,
that affected you in any way?
I'm not going to answer that. No. Margaret,
strike that question.
- Mr. Hunter!
The jury should ignore this line...
Mr. Hunter, Mr. Hunter!
You will answer the question,
and I remind you once more
that you are in my courtroom.
I... I'm sorry, Bob...
If you'd rather have me
ask the question
more specifically, I can.
I have photographs.
I found out that my wife had entered
into an extramarital relationship
of a romantic nature.
An affair.
I suppose it had been
going on for a few years.
I...
would say, in the final analysis,
that I probably drove her to it
because I'm not the easiest
guy to be around, 24-7.
I lost someone I dearly loved.
My wife, my... my partner,
and I'm not proud of how I responded.
But I do not regret
meeting Lucy Cardell for one second.
She's not a stripper, sir.
She's someone's daughter,
she's a mother,
and she's a fine young woman.
Picture looks a little
different now, doesn't it?
Context.
I think it does matter.
Here's context for you.
The police pull over a young lady
because she has a broken brake light,
and find four pills on her passenger seat.
They give her 40 more pills
for her to take to the judge,
telling her if she doesn't cooperate,
she goes to prison,
and her little girl goes into the system.
What if they'd given her 100 pills?
Should the judge be facing 100 counts?
I don't know.
Is that the kind of power
we want to give our government?
How about the context that
the prosecution's video gave us?
The same young woman they forced
to turn against a man
she deeply cares about.
She takes a handful of pills,
swallows them with whiskey.
A handful.
Enough to kill her.
And they just watched from the next room
while those pills slowly
shut down Lucy's system
for almost 20 minutes.
Till finally the judge took
their pills away from her.
He's the bad guy?
Context.
I think it matters a hell of a lot.
$15,000?
And you didn't take it?
They're offering $20,000 now.
And I don't think
we should take that, either.
I don't understand.
I thought you said
the most they'd ever offer
would be $6,000.
There's a lot more at stake
than either of us thought,
including your health.
I'd like to get you to see a doctor.
My health? A doctor?
No, I'm fine.
I just have to keep away from dairy.
Sonya, listen to me.
Something went very, very wrong
when the paramedics treated you that day.
This is your EMT report.
Your heart stopped,
for 60 seconds.
In Nevada, that's the
definition of being dead.
What?
I... I was dead?
We're going to have to fight to find out
who's responsible for this.
Nick!
Bottom line is if you plead
guilty to a lesser charge...
one count possession
of a controlled substance...
they'll agree to probation.
A slap on the wrist.
Not quite.
Also, they want you
to step down from the bench.
A slap on the ass.
They are running scared, Judge.
I say we pass, wait for the jury.
You think you won it, huh?
No, I know I won it.
Know any other reason
they would offer a plea deal
after a closing argument?
Never heard of it.
No, I know. I saw it in the jury's eyes.
I'm good at that.
Would you believe I'm 79 for 79,
predicting my own verdicts this year?
You know, I'd believe you, sir.
Hell of a job, Morelli.
You did one hell of a job.
Not bad for silver, huh?
Ah, you're gold, my friend.
But let's take the deal.
What?
You were so effective at painting me
as a flawed man, I bought it, myself.
You ever sit up on the bench
when the judge is gone?
Just to try it out?
Oh, yeah, sure.
I mean, not in your courtroom.
It's nice, isn't it?
That high perch, looking down on everybody.
What surprised me is how different it is
from the witness's chair.
Just those two feet lower
makes all the difference in the world.
Ah, Judge...
Judge, you have to think about this.
Sleep on it.
No need.
It's time I got my ass
down from there, Morelli.
With or without the slap.
Okay, Judge.
Appreciate you coming by
on a Saturday to help me out.
No problem, Judge.
Just put that there. There.
You got that?
I'm kind of glad
to go without all the fanfare.
I'll just slip away quietly
like the Baltimore Colts.
You know, originally, the Baltimore Colts
started in Miami as the Miami Seahawks.
- Really?
- Yeah, in 1946, they had one lousy season.
I think they went three and eleven,
and then they left town in broad daylight.
I did not know that.
Thank you.
Good luck, Judge.
You know, Judge, it's, uh...
it's been really great to get
to know you a little better.
So, you ever pass through
these parts again,
be sure to call us.
I... I'll take you out for a beer.
"Pass through these parts again"?
Who are you now, Pa Cartwright?
You're so schmaltzy, for God's sake.
When are you going to grow a pair?
- What? Uh...
- Ah, look.
When Diamond Ben Wilson hired me
right out of ULV Law School
to clean up a hole called
the Wagon Train Casino,
we turned that place around,
flipped it, and made a killing.
"Shtraw" into gold.
Well, Nick, Pete,
that's what I'm gonna do
for myself right now.
"Shtraw" into gold.
I'm just going up to Yosemite
for a couple of weeks,
do some fishing, star gazing.
I'll be back down here.
I'm thinking of running for D.A.
Really?
Then I'll be seeing a lot more of you.
And you'll wish you hadn't
saved me from disbarment.
"Next time you're around
these parts, give me a ring"?
Shut up.
"I'll take you out for a beer"?
I swear to God, I'll punch you
in the face this time.
"Oh, Judge, it's been great getting
to know you... I... I really..."
You cannot cross-examine my witness.
I can ask any questions I want.
Don't be stupid; this is my courtroom.
I am sorry that you're
gonna miss your golf game
this afternoon, but just...
- $250!
You are in contempt, Mr. Morelli.
I hope you're calling
to give me my $250 back!
All right.
I'll be right there.
Don't say a word.
As you can see, I've been arrested.
- Mm-hmm.
- And I have reason to believe
I'll soon be charged with 30 to 40 counts
of felony possession
of a controlled substance,
engaging in prostitution, and, uh...
let's both pray to God she doesn't die.
All right, Judge, this way, please.
Ah, look at that.
- The Vega star, shining down on Las Vegas.
- Okay, Judge,
I think you should stop talking...
There's Cygnus, Hercules...
Draco... Vulpecula...
Kind of puts things
into perspective, doesn't it?
Look, son, I know this is
a big moment for you,
putting a judge in handcuffs, but...
in the vast scheme of things,
heh, this is nothing.
Keep it in mind, my boy,
this, too, shall pass...
I'm betting by tomorrow.
All right, Judge.
- Uh, Morelli?
- Yeah, Judge?
You mind stopping somewhere
and getting me a cherry cola,
pack of spearmint gum
and a Mountain Dew?
My mouth's kind of dry.
Try shutting it.
I'll follow you there.
Drive on, Constable.
All right, Judge.
Great.
All right with you, Officer?
Oh! You couldn't spring for the Dew?
It's lemon-lime; they were out of the Dew.
Oh, generic. Wh... Whatever.
I'm parched.
All right, Judge, we're gonna
get you through this processing,
and then we're gonna get you bail,
and obviously don't talk
about this case to anyone.
Obviously, you're mistaken.
See you in the interrogation room,
bring me the cola and the gum.
What?
Ah, Detective, I believe you know
my attorney, Mr. Morelli.
I think I had the pleasure
of having you both
in my courtroom recently.
Yes, sir, the Linda Sedgwick
trial, I believe.
Ah, that's one that
Mr. Morelli would no doubt
rather forget, I'm sure.
- What'd she get, ten years?
- Yes.
'Cause you screwed me sideways.
Temperament, Counselor. Mm.
Uh, Detective Davis has
a great Willie Nelson joke.
What kind of tour bus
does Willie Nelson travel on?
A cannabis.
Comedy gold, right?
I'm sorry we got to do this,
Judge... you know, it's just a formality.
Max Hunter, you have the right
to remain silent,
to an attorney; anything you say
can and will be used against
you in a court of law.
Do you understand your rights?
Uh, yes, great, Detective.
I understand; I invoke my rights,
and may we tell Mr. Morelli the good news?
Oh, sure, sure. The young woman
the judge was in the motel room with,
Lucy Cardell... she's alert,
she's conscious,
and she's gonna be just fine.
- All right, that's great.
- Amen to that.
Hell of a looker, that gal, huh?
Oh, Lucy's a beautiful lady.
And very reasonable rates, too.
- Judge, that's enough.
- Oh, yeah?
What kind of rates are those?
Do you know that sex burns
200 calories an hour?
And if you double that
gyration, that could be
400 calories an hour.
That is a diet I think
we can all get behind.
Sex-ercise?
- What was your question, Detective?
- Oh, um...
Keeping in mind that I've invoked my rights
and anything I give you cannot be used
in evidence against me at any time.
What the hell was the point of that?
You're facing 30 years,
only you try to prove
that you can outsmart a cop?
I helped my case. Our case.
That detective takes the stand,
you'll be able to discredit him.
Come on, Morelli,
catch up... we need to win.
Y... You want to win?
Then shut up when I tell you, all right?
That doesn't mean
that Robart won't try
to introduce it, and then I'll have
to take time to knock it out.
Stop wasting my time.
We got to go by
the tow yard, get my car.
- What?
- Where's that gum?
The Defenders 1x15 - Nevada v. Hunter
Original air date: Feb. 18, 2011
If I had a veto left, I would use it.
Judge Maximus? What the hell?
We hate this guy.
Hey, he deserves a vigorous defense,
just like anybody else.
For some reason, he...
thinks I'm the best to offer it.
Are you kidding me?
You're flattered he called you,
'cause he happened
to have your cell number.
That is not true.
It doesn't matter who his lawyer
is; he's running the case.
You know he's gonna
steamroll you, don't you?
The hell he is!
Nobody steamrolls Nick Morelli.
Have you heard anyone ever do...
Where's Zoey?
Uh, Lisa, I need U.S. V. Howard
and Olech v. Willowbrook.
Nice of you to show up, gentlemen.
Thank you, Zoey.
Another double espresso
would be delightful.
Sure thing, Your Honor.
Morelli, you have a balcony...
you should smoke your cigars out there.
The tobacco film on the glass
it's as carcinogenic as it is unsightly.
Third-hand smoke is the next class action.
Third-hand smoke?
All right, let's get started.
Um... now, Steve, you will
be co-counsel on this,
correct?
- Uh, yes, I am,
but actually, uh, actually,
my name is Peter.
Sorry.
Thank you, Lisa. All right.
Uh, let's get going.
Unfortunately, I don't have...
a lot of time,
I have a trial in one hour.
You're hearing a case today?
I'm a judge; I have a full calendar
this morning and for the whole week,
and that's why we've got to make
this thing go away today.
You think it's gonna happen today?
I don't think; I know.
The D.A. is going to try to use me
for free publicity in an election year,
and we're not gonna let that happen.
Now, let's, uh, go over the facts.
I have been charged with 30 felony counts
of possession of a controlled
narcotic, being oxycodone.
30 counts? Judge!
- Get out.
- One felony count per pill,
Nevada Revised Statute 453.336.
Ah, well done. A-plus.
The good news is,
they're not my pills.
Well, they were in your room.
So they're gonna make a constructive
possession argument.
Which you will easily beat
if you're worth what I'm paying you. Next.
Well, do you take any of those pills?
I had drugs in my system before I arrived.
Well, that's not what I asked.
Well, that's what I'm telling you.
I have a lawful prescription
for a narcotic for controlling back pain.
L5 S1, herniated disk.
Moving on, Counselor.
All right, what about the girl?
You're being charged
with engaging in prostitution.
I'm innocent... I did not pay for sex,
they can't prove otherwise.
- Who's the girl?
- An acquaintance.
Define "acquaintance."
Immaterial.
It is not immaterial.
I need to know the history.
She is a talented, albeit
unlicensed, masseuse
who helps me with my back pain.
Rem tene, verba sequentur.
Stay with the facts.
I am staying with the facts!
No, you're not... you're fishing
for irrelevant personal information.
Aw, for crying out loud!
If I am gonna run a defense,
I need to know the facts when I ask them...
Wow, Nick is really
getting worked up today.
Judges do that to him, especially this one.
I think Judge Hunter might
even be bossier than Nick.
Hard to imagine, huh?
Mm.
We have a walk-in.
I don't want to be blindsided
by the D.A. because you think
you're so smart.
I need all the facts!
Facts. Facts, within a narrow
legal bandwidth,
are all that matter. I mean, if this
ever went to trial, you'd
put me on the stand,
I'd show you how it's done.
Oh...! I'd never put you on the stand,
because this is my damn case!
Temperament, Counselor.
You know, that's always
been his downfall... he's too emotional.
- What is it with you Italians?
- Uh, actually,
his mother's Albanian.
- Leave my mother out of this!
Even worse! There's no room
for southern European
passion in the courtroom.
Did it help Edmund Muskie to cry
in the snows of New Hampshire in 1972?
Who's crying? I'm not crying!
Well, you have in
my courtroom, a few times.
I have not!
Nick is always crying in court
because he cares about his clients.
I have never cried in the courtroom!
Morelli, you always get
misty-eyed in front of a jury,
and I can't stand that.
Well, if you think I'm
such a lousy attorney...
why do you hire me in the first place?
- Now he needs a compliment.
- Aw, come on!
I hired you 'cause you're
scrappy, you're a fighter.
Leave all that girly stuff behind.
Ex lege vindica, ex non animo!
Win on the law, not on emotion.
All right, gentlemen, we will
take care of this today.
Get the affidavit in support
of the search warrant.
I can tell you there was no probable cause
to enter that motel room. And, Steve,
I want you to represent
the girl, Lucy Cardell.
I'm gonna pay for it...
not out of altruism, but I think
we should, you know,
control all angles on this thing.
Would you go see her for me, please?
Yeah. Of course.
- But my name is...
- Ah, Zoey.
Well, tell me when it's
wrapped up, gentlemen.
I'll be in court.
Like how you're running
the case so far, Nick.
lmpressive.
Screw you! I didn't cry in a courtroom!
- And you told the waiter before you ordered...
- Yes. I have to.
It's so lame, but I have a severe reaction
to anything with dairy in it.
No butter, cheese,
ice cream...
- No ice cream?
I'm sorry, but that is just not fair.
I know! It's-it's so... ooh!
But... my windpipe swells up, and...
I can't breathe.
- Oh, wow.
That's got to be scary
trying new restaurants.
That's why I almost never do.
But... this was a date,
and he was really cute.
- Okay,
I totally get it; no need to say any more.
You know what, I'm gonna
jump all over this.
- We have your contact information, right?
- Uh, yeah.
I'll be in touch with you.
- Thanks so much for coming.
- Thank you so much.
Uh, Pete?
- Quick question.
- Shoot.
Young woman, allergic to dairy,
repeatedly tells the waiter...
And the mayo or whatever had dairy in it.
Milk powder in the rigatoni sauce.
Call up the restaurant,
find out who their lawyer is, go see them.
Hotels and restaurants deal
with this all the time.
They're gonna offer a low
of four grand, high of six.
Get anywhere close to $6,000, take it.
No need to run it by me.
Okay, great. Thanks.
- Uh, low of four?
- High of six.
Got it. Thanks.
Hi, Lucy.
My name is Pete Kaczmarek.
My firm's representing Judge Hunter.
Would it be okay if I talked
to you for a minute?
Kaczmarek, good morning.
What the hell, Nicholson,
you read her her rights
before or after she came out of her coma?
Can't the D.A.'s Office at least
wait until she finds a lawyer?
Actually, she's already got a lawyer.
Me.
Judge Hunter told me to tell you:
"Tell that bastard I'm gonna bring him
and the D.A.'s Office down
if he doesn't drop this right now."
I'm trembling.
All right, well, let me see the affidavit
in support of the search warrant.
You had no probable cause whatsoever
to go into that motel room?
Patience, Morelli... we're still
putting the discovery together.
You know I can't stand the guy
any more than you can.
Come on, the firearm is registered.
He forgot to put it in a lockbox.
All right, so fine him.
Huh? Yeah, yeah, we may give you that.
And where the hell do you
get prostitution, Robart?
You'll never be able to prove that!
Well, we have information that he paid
the young woman cash at a strip
club before going to the hotel.
- Man!
- We're gonna say that's a prepayment for sex.
Come on. Are you kidding me?!
No, I'm not.
You charged prostitution
because you wanted to grab a headline
and pollute the jury pool.
Now that offends me to the core.
I'm gonna tell you,
this thing goes to trial,
you're gonna drop the prostitution...
All right, let's say the prostitution
were to go away.
We still have that tiny, little matter
of the 30 felony drug counts.
All right, well, show me the discovery.
'Cause you know nothing's gonna stick.
Come on, this is an
election year witch hunt.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I like you, Morelli.
Not really, but listen,
I'm gonna give you a taste, all right?
- A what?!
- Since you're so eager.
Oh!
We'll be fine... we'll be fine...
What are you talking about?
The DA has got a video
of you dancing around a hotel room
in your underwear.
Underwear is not illegal.
In fact, it's advivible.
It prevents chafing.
Yeah, it also shows you popping pills.
One pill.
I took one pill in that motel room.
And you said Lucy Cardell...
she was a masseuse.
Well, the DA found out
you met her in a strip club.
That's not incongruous,
and there's nothing illegal
about a strip club in Vegas.
- Ugh!
- I know it doesn't look good,
but I'm a single senior citizen.
My wife, god rest
her soul... she's gone now.
We have to work do.
We have new challenges.
Where the hell's Dean?
Did he go to the hospital and see Lucy?
Pete. Yes, he made it
to the hospital this morning and saw her.
- But she doesn't need a lawyer.
- What?
She's the State's witness,
she helped set up the sting.
Lucy?
Yeah, Lucy.
They pulled her over
for a routine traffic stop,
they saw some pills, and...
I don't know. Your name came up.
My name?! How did my name come up?
I don't know.
Typical D.A. B.S.
I haven't gotten the discovery yet.
Sons of bitches.
They threatened her.
Found out somehow
that she knew me and concocted a plan
to bring me down.
Homo homini lupus.
Man is a wolf to man. A wolf.
They used that girl as a pawn,
and that is entrapment.
In fact, that's our defense.
Uh, Your Honor, uh,
the DA is going to milk
that video any way they can.
As your attorney, I... I recommend
that you consider taking a plea deal.
Absolutely not. They compel me
to step down from the bench.
I belong on that bench.
And I'm not going to reward
the DA for a clear abuse of power.
Here it is... Sorrells v. United States.
"When the actions of government
officers entice or lure an otherwise
law-abiding person to commit a crime,
that shall be considered entrapment."
You can't find a more law-abiding citizen
in Nevada than me, Morelli.
Not last night you weren't.
An aberration.
I have no history of such
admittedly regrettable behavior.
- No history.
- I was enticed, I was lured.
It's entrapment. It's in the rule.
All right, Judge.
You think this Lucy's gonna
tell them the same thing?
She will, guaranteed.
Okay.
Oh. Lisa.
Bennett Perkins.
How are you?
I'm well, thank you.
Nice to meet you.
Yes. Tell me, how is Ms. Lee doing?
I trust she's avoiding
milkshakes and whip cream?
Hmm. Well, she was shaken up
by the whole ordeal.
Said it was a very scary thing,
to feel your windpipes closing up.
But thank God, we think
she's going to be all right.
- Well, I'm sure she will be.
- Yeah.
Allergies are more annoyance
than anything else.
Hmm.
Now, we've gone ahead
and drawn up some papers.
Uh, pa-papers?
Well, we-we haven't had a chance to discuss
a settlement yet,
and we were thinking that...
We're offering $15,000.
$15,000?
We think that's fair.
We're not gonna go any higher,
and I'm sure you don't
want to go any lower.
Thank you for, um, putting
this offer together.
We will consider it, and
I'm going to take this back
to my boss right now, and...
Actually, uh, no.
We were under the impression
that we were talking to someone
that had the power of attorney.
This offer comes off
the table if you leave.
I'm sorry.
But we really would like a decision.
Well... good afternoon then.
Hey.
Hell of a way to make a living, Tony.
No smoking in the GTO.
What do you got?
Divorce case... D'Amato, Fiorita, Samuels.
Those shysters?
Yeah. Wife's in the red dress.
I take it that's not the husband.
That's why you make the big
bucks, Nick... you're smart
like that.
- Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Here we go.
Well, she's a kisser.
What have you got for me?
Uh, Judge Max Hunter.
Ugh! District court pain in the ass?
Yeah, that's the one.
I need anything and everything
you can find on him.
I can't tell if he's
telling me the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.
Look, I need to do it for his sake.
Got a copy of the arrest report here,
and there's a stripper involved.
Of course there is.
Lucy Cardell. She works at the Swann's.
I need anything and everything
you can find on her.
You got it, boss.
What's with the cigar?
This is a Mexican cigar.
Well, uh...
Good morning.
When a public official, a judge,
violates the public trust,
well, the public faith must be restored.
Now, it is my job as district attorney
to see to it
that that faith and that trust
are rebuilt stronger than ever before...
Morelli!
Mr. Morelli?
Mr. Morelli, care to comment?
Yes. D.A. Robart can say
what he'd like about Judge Hunter, 'cause
he'll be off the case by tomorrow.
I'm filing a motion
to dismiss the D.A.'s office
based on bias and malice
toward a fine judge.
That's all. Thank you very much.
A fine judge, my ass.
- You'll never win that.
- I know.
But 250,000 prospective jurors just heard
that you are biased and malicious.
Payback's a bitch.
You are not wearing that
to the arraignment!
Of course I am. I'm a judge,
and I intend on remaining one.
Gentlemen.
I have discovery for you, Morelli.
About time.
The good news... we're dropping
the prostitution and the weapons charges.
'Course you are, you scumbags.
Let's go.
All right, Miss Jones,
I accept your guilty plea
to five counts of felony theft.
Do you understand by entering
this guilty plea...?
Son of a... Son of a...
I knew it!
Temperament, Counselor!
What is it?
Temperament, my ass!
You said Lucy wouldn't talk history!
Right here in her witness report, she says
"I've known Judge Hunter for eight months,
and we've used drugs
together for four of them."
Let me see that!
Ah, that just did it.
That just torpedoed our damn defense.
I can't tell if this is the hummus
or the baba ghanoush, can we
please get a little more light in here?
- No!
No. No lights, no phones,
no nothing tonight!
I don't want him to know
that we're even here.
- Who?
- Hunter.
I don't want to see the guy,
I don't want to hear the guy.
I... I need to hear myself think.
Good call. He's been wrong this whole time.
Yeah, he's been lying the whole time.
Tony dropped these off.
Old arrest reports
for Lucy Cardell. All drug-related.
We can use these to attack
her credibility, right?
Say she's lying about the judge
just to get immunity.
Could rip her apart.
Yeah, we could,
but I don't think we'd do it.
Look, Lucy's had her run-in
with drugs before,
but she never went into a coma
till the night of the sting,
right? Why?
And why is the judge so
sure that she won't betray him?
You know what?
Maybe these two care about each other.
And if they do,
I say we take our cues from
the DeLorean and Barry cases.
Wait a second.
I thought DeLorean and Marion
Barry won on entrapment.
Most people do,
but their lawyers never
even mentioned the word.
They just convinced the jury
that the government went too far,
that they were the bullies.
That's right, and they put their
clients in a human light,
gave their actions context.
Come on, Nick.
We're talking about Judge Hunter here.
I mean, how do you humanize that guy?
It's like trying to humanize
a weed whacker.
I don't know. I thought he was really nice.
Would you ever consider
putting the judge on the stand?
No. Believe me, he wants to,
but it'd be suicide.
The jury would hate him
more than we hate him.
All comes down to Lucy, doesn't it?
You know, if she does care about the judge,
then she was coerced into turning on him.
She becomes our witness.
- Morelli!
- Get down!
Get down! Down!
Pete, get down! Under the table!
This is so stupid.
Zoey, the light, the light, the light!
What is this, some kind of an amateur show?
Sons of bitches!
Is it safe?
Yeah, it's safe.
All right.
Let's get back to work.
We've got trial tomorrow.
There.
After the defendant took
possession of the narcotics,
after pocketing them, what happened next?
The police broke into the room.
That's about all I remember.
You can't remember because
you were using those drugs, too?
Yes.
You're a stripper, is that right, ma'am,
and habitual drug user?
Yes.
And Judge Hunter is a habitual drug user?
Objection.
Sustained.
How many months have you
and the defendant known each other
and used unprescribed oxycodone together?
Eight months.
And you met the judge how?
At work.
At your strip club?
What, the judge'd come in
and spend his lunch
throwing dollars on the stage?
- Objection.
- Withdrawn.
One last thing.
Approximately six weeks prior
to the night in question,
were you yourself arrested for possession?
I was pulled over for a missing brake light
and they found pills.
After which you agreed to accept probation
and drug diversion for your crime
in return for helping the police
arrest this defendant
for his?
Yeah.
Yes.
Thank you, Ms. Cardell.
Good morning, Lucy.
Is it all right if I call you Lucy?
Yes.
Lucy, you were pulled over
for a missing brake light
and the officer found pills.
Is that correct?
I had four pills in a vial
on the front seat.
He saw them.
Then what happened...
the officer put you in handcuffs?
Yes.
He told me I was in a lot of trouble
and I had to tell him
where I got the pills.
Did Judge Hunter give you the pills?
No, he didn't.
See, Lucy, that's where
I get a little confused
because I've got the arresting
officer's report right here.
You mention Judge Hunter,
but if he didn't give you the pills, why?
How did his name even come up?
I... I thought if I let them know
he was my friend, it might help.
I have a seven-year-old daughter.
- So you were scared?
- Yes.
And they said they'd let you go
if you agreed to trap him?
- Objection.
- Let's be a little more precise, counsel.
Lucy, did the police make you
aware of the consequences
of a conviction on the
charges you were facing?
They said I'd go to prison...
and they'd put
my little girl in foster care.
So you'd lose your daughter
if you didn't help them?
Yes.
That is a hell of a position
for a young woman to find herself in.
All right, Lucy, according
to the transcripts here,
you and Judge Hunter
entered the motel at 9:05.
Is that correct?
You removed a vial of pills from your bag,
you shake one into the judge's hand,
he takes it, chases it with whiskey.
You take one out of the vial...
...ingest it with whiskey.
Then, here.
He disappears into the bathroom,
but then something else happens,
something the judge didn't know about
because he wasn't there when it happened.
Now, the police must have known
because they were watching this monitor.
Here, you fill your hand
with pills and take 'em.
Then chase it with whiskey.
And then again,
you fill your hand...
with pills,
ingest them,
chase with whiskey.
That's an awful lot of pills and alcohol
in a short period of time.
Why?
Why would you do that?
I don't know.
Is it because you felt like
you betrayed a friend?
- Yes.
- He's a friend, isn't he, not just
a guy who comes in and
throws dollars at the stage?
Yes.
He never even watched me dance.
So what would he do... he'd just talk?
Yes.
We tried to help each other.
How, Lucy, how did you
try to help each other?
Objection!
Counsel, where is this going?
- Your Honor, you want to have a seat?
- No, I want
to know where this line
of questioning is headed.
- I beg your... there is no...
I demand to know the relevance
of this line of questioning.
I will establish the relevance
as soon as you sit the hell down.
Ah, profanity. $200.
- What?
- You want some more?
- What?
- I will levy the fines
in this court, Judge.
- You put me on the witness list.
- Over my dead body.
I'm the only one who can
straighten this out!
You sit down right now.
I think we could use a break.
What the hell was that?
What the hell was that?
That was me doing your job
because you seem incapable.
Oh, cut the crap, Judge.
If you could have hacked
this before the bench,
you wouldn't be sitting behind it.
I assure you, sir, I have
forgotten more law
than you learned in night school.
- Is that right?
- Guys, come on, come on.
You call that lawyering?
You were just fishing for emotion.
I was trying to give
the jury a picture of you
other than the one of you dancing
around in your underwear.
I will not have you asking questions
which could compromise Lucy's immunity.
I will ask any damn question I please.
If I compromise her immunity,
I will take her case.
Right now I'm trying
to keep you out of jail.
We are losing big time.
I... I don't care.
I don't want her on the stand
again, and that's final.
I got to use the washroom.
Son of a...
Damn it.
That good, huh?
You know, Pete, I can write
the close of my life,
but it doesn't mean diddly.
They're just words unless
you get a glimpse of the man.
You got halfway there with Lucy.
Yeah, till he jumped up like a pompous ass,
acting like he had something to hide.
I got half a witness and half a close.
All right, well, give it your best shot.
Let me know if you need any help.
Yeah, thanks.
Pete.
Hey, Lisa, nice suit.
Uh, that was a compliment, not harassment.
Accepted.
- Thank you.
- What's going on?
Well, I went to see Bennett Perkins,
the lawyer repping the restaurant
where my client had
her food allergy incident.
- Mm-hmm.
- He offered me $15,000.
15 grand for a food poisoning case?
Seems a little bit too high, doesn't it?
Well, there are dumb lawyers.
Perkins didn't seem dumb;
he seemed eager, too eager.
It just didn't feel right, Pete.
I turned it down.
Okay, you rolled the dice, I respect that.
How'd it go?
Well, I just got a hold
of this this morning...
the EMT report from the ambulance service
that transported Sonya to the hospital.
Turn the page... second paragraph.
Whoa, whoa, what the hell is this?
What happened?
I'm still getting all the details,
but I don't think Sonya
even knows it happened.
Good luck, Nick.
Oh, thanks, Zoey, I'm gonna need it.
- Hey, Nick.
- Hey, hey, hey,
you got anything, you find anything out?
Man, that judge... he's
a specter, leaves no prints.
He's a lawyer, you know,
he knows all the traps.
Thanks for trying. Look, I'm running late,
why don't you give your invoice to Zoey?
I did find something.
It's not about the drugs or the girl,
I have no idea if it'll be of any use to you.
- Try me.
The judge hired his own
private investigator
a few weeks before his wife's death.
I play poker with the guy, and he told me
he sat on these photos for three months
before actually he showed it to the judge.
Looks like you didn't get any sleep.
- You either, Judge.
- Oh, I never do.
You know, Thomas Jefferson never got
more than two hours sleep a night,
and yet he had one
of the highest functioning brains
in American leadership.
I didn't know that.
Look it up.
- Here.
- So what's on your mind, Morelli?
You must have had a good
reason to come over here
instead of going straight
to the courthouse.
Well,
I think we should put another witness
on the stand before we rest.
Oh?
I've changed my mind.
I think you should go on the stand.
Really?
Yeah.
Huh, good call.
You feed me questions
that allow me to educate
the jury on the law,
and we'll win this thing together.
You got it, Judge.
You know, my great-grandfather opened
one of the first silver
mines in this state,
so I know a little bit about metallurgy.
This is sterling silver,
a very powerful alloy.
That's what a good legal
defense should be...
a cohesion of metals.
You can't have the softness of the silver
without the strength of the copper.
You'll be my silver,
Morelli, and I'll be your copper.
Great, Judge.
Your Honor, the defense would like
to call Judge Max Hunter
to the stand, please.
Silver. Copper.
Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
I do.
Good morning, Your Honor.
Good morning.
How long have you been
a judge, Your Honor?
I have served the Commonwealth of Nevada
proudly for 17 years.
And you've presided over
trials of defendants facing
similar charges to those you're facing,
is that correct?
- Yes, I have.
And some of those defendants
were found guilty,
correct?
- Yes.
And some of the defendants
were found not guilty,
is that correct?
- It is.
Why? I mean, what makes
the difference for a jury,
finding someone guilty or not guilty?
Well, the jury's responsibility...
Objection, Your Honor.
As you've already reminded
the defendant, you give
the instructions in this court.
Sustained.
All right, all right.
Your Honor, should context matter?
I mean, in your opinion,
should the jury's compassion
and sense of propriety and decency
factor into their decision
about innocence or guilt?
In my view, no.
The decision of the jury should
be based on facts and the law.
So you wouldn't want
to catch a break if the jury sympathizes
with you once they've heard the context
of your actions. Is that true?
No. That should not factor
into any respective juror's decision.
Well, I disagree with you, Judge.
I do.
I think context does matter.
That's why we pick a jury of our peers
instead of 12 men or women
heavily steeped in the law.
Kind of evens the playing field.
Objection, Your Honor.
I'm sorry. Is there a question here?
I'm getting there.
Judge, is there anything of significance
that happened during the time
you first started seeing Ms. Cardell?
I'm not going to answer that.
Your Honor, I'm gonna have
to ask it again, then.
Objection, Your Honor. Relevance!
Yes, objection. Relevance?
Overruled.
The witness will answer the question.
It is well known that my wife
passed away a year ago.
I'm sorry for your loss, Your Honor.
I'm sure we all are.
It's not to be considered an excuse
for my behavior. And counselor...
And was there something significant
that you learned about your wife,
after her passing,
and before you met Ms. Cardell,
that affected you in any way?
I'm not going to answer that. No. Margaret,
strike that question.
- Mr. Hunter!
The jury should ignore this line...
Mr. Hunter, Mr. Hunter!
You will answer the question,
and I remind you once more
that you are in my courtroom.
I... I'm sorry, Bob...
If you'd rather have me
ask the question
more specifically, I can.
I have photographs.
I found out that my wife had entered
into an extramarital relationship
of a romantic nature.
An affair.
I suppose it had been
going on for a few years.
I...
would say, in the final analysis,
that I probably drove her to it
because I'm not the easiest
guy to be around, 24-7.
I lost someone I dearly loved.
My wife, my... my partner,
and I'm not proud of how I responded.
But I do not regret
meeting Lucy Cardell for one second.
She's not a stripper, sir.
She's someone's daughter,
she's a mother,
and she's a fine young woman.
Picture looks a little
different now, doesn't it?
Context.
I think it does matter.
Here's context for you.
The police pull over a young lady
because she has a broken brake light,
and find four pills on her passenger seat.
They give her 40 more pills
for her to take to the judge,
telling her if she doesn't cooperate,
she goes to prison,
and her little girl goes into the system.
What if they'd given her 100 pills?
Should the judge be facing 100 counts?
I don't know.
Is that the kind of power
we want to give our government?
How about the context that
the prosecution's video gave us?
The same young woman they forced
to turn against a man
she deeply cares about.
She takes a handful of pills,
swallows them with whiskey.
A handful.
Enough to kill her.
And they just watched from the next room
while those pills slowly
shut down Lucy's system
for almost 20 minutes.
Till finally the judge took
their pills away from her.
He's the bad guy?
Context.
I think it matters a hell of a lot.
$15,000?
And you didn't take it?
They're offering $20,000 now.
And I don't think
we should take that, either.
I don't understand.
I thought you said
the most they'd ever offer
would be $6,000.
There's a lot more at stake
than either of us thought,
including your health.
I'd like to get you to see a doctor.
My health? A doctor?
No, I'm fine.
I just have to keep away from dairy.
Sonya, listen to me.
Something went very, very wrong
when the paramedics treated you that day.
This is your EMT report.
Your heart stopped,
for 60 seconds.
In Nevada, that's the
definition of being dead.
What?
I... I was dead?
We're going to have to fight to find out
who's responsible for this.
Nick!
Bottom line is if you plead
guilty to a lesser charge...
one count possession
of a controlled substance...
they'll agree to probation.
A slap on the wrist.
Not quite.
Also, they want you
to step down from the bench.
A slap on the ass.
They are running scared, Judge.
I say we pass, wait for the jury.
You think you won it, huh?
No, I know I won it.
Know any other reason
they would offer a plea deal
after a closing argument?
Never heard of it.
No, I know. I saw it in the jury's eyes.
I'm good at that.
Would you believe I'm 79 for 79,
predicting my own verdicts this year?
You know, I'd believe you, sir.
Hell of a job, Morelli.
You did one hell of a job.
Not bad for silver, huh?
Ah, you're gold, my friend.
But let's take the deal.
What?
You were so effective at painting me
as a flawed man, I bought it, myself.
You ever sit up on the bench
when the judge is gone?
Just to try it out?
Oh, yeah, sure.
I mean, not in your courtroom.
It's nice, isn't it?
That high perch, looking down on everybody.
What surprised me is how different it is
from the witness's chair.
Just those two feet lower
makes all the difference in the world.
Ah, Judge...
Judge, you have to think about this.
Sleep on it.
No need.
It's time I got my ass
down from there, Morelli.
With or without the slap.
Okay, Judge.
Appreciate you coming by
on a Saturday to help me out.
No problem, Judge.
Just put that there. There.
You got that?
I'm kind of glad
to go without all the fanfare.
I'll just slip away quietly
like the Baltimore Colts.
You know, originally, the Baltimore Colts
started in Miami as the Miami Seahawks.
- Really?
- Yeah, in 1946, they had one lousy season.
I think they went three and eleven,
and then they left town in broad daylight.
I did not know that.
Thank you.
Good luck, Judge.
You know, Judge, it's, uh...
it's been really great to get
to know you a little better.
So, you ever pass through
these parts again,
be sure to call us.
I... I'll take you out for a beer.
"Pass through these parts again"?
Who are you now, Pa Cartwright?
You're so schmaltzy, for God's sake.
When are you going to grow a pair?
- What? Uh...
- Ah, look.
When Diamond Ben Wilson hired me
right out of ULV Law School
to clean up a hole called
the Wagon Train Casino,
we turned that place around,
flipped it, and made a killing.
"Shtraw" into gold.
Well, Nick, Pete,
that's what I'm gonna do
for myself right now.
"Shtraw" into gold.
I'm just going up to Yosemite
for a couple of weeks,
do some fishing, star gazing.
I'll be back down here.
I'm thinking of running for D.A.
Really?
Then I'll be seeing a lot more of you.
And you'll wish you hadn't
saved me from disbarment.
"Next time you're around
these parts, give me a ring"?
Shut up.
"I'll take you out for a beer"?
I swear to God, I'll punch you
in the face this time.
"Oh, Judge, it's been great getting
to know you... I... I really..."