The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

Good morning.

An hour ago, I resigned
as state's attorney of Cook County.

I did this with a heavy heart
and deep commitment

to fight these scurrilous charges.

I wanna be clear,
I have never abused my office.

I have never traded lighter sentences
for financial or sexual favors.

At the same time, I need to atone
for my personal failings

with my wife, Alicia,
and our two children.

The money used in these transactions
was mine and mine alone.

No public funds were ever utilized.

But I do admit
to a failure of judgment



for my private dealings
with these women.

Alicia and I ask that the press
please respect our privacy.

Give us time to heal.

With the love of God
and the forgiveness of my family,

I know I can rebuild their trust.

I wanna thank
the good people of Chicago.

It has been an honor to serve you.

And I pray that one day
I may serve you again, thank you.

Are you still involved
with the prostitute?

How many were there, sir?

Would you ever try
to hold public office again?

Sir, answer the question.

- We have interviews with the Tribune.
- Absolutely not.

I'm not doing any more.
Cancel all of them.



I'll tell Channel Two
we don't have a comment,

but question
the authenticity of this.

Hey, are you all right?

Oh, excuse me,
isn't the staff meeting at 9:30?

You're in the wrong conference room.
Up one floor.

Oh, God.

This is a major class action.

A case that will propel us
to the top rank of full-service firms.

And I don't think
I need to remind you

what that will do
to your year-end bonuses.

Sheffrin-Marks fired their last firm.
They took their eye off the ball.

So until further notice, your personal
lives have been canceled.

We'll need some of you
to help out

with lower-profile clients
to free our top litigators.

Ed, you take the witness prep
on highway distribution.

Don, you take the Brighton criminal.

Okay? Let's do this.

Will?

- Alicia.
- Hey.

Sorry I didn't introduce you.

Everything's moving real fast
with this class action.

I just wanted to say thank you
for the opportunity, a real life saver.

Well,
I'm glad you could come aboard.

Hope you're all right with this pro bono.
How'd it sound?

- Interesting.
- Good, don't be nervous.

You worried about
the gunshot residue?

The, um...

- Oh, God.
- Nice ringtone. Who gets that?

Oh, my mother-in-law.
My daughter programmed it.

- And what's yours?
- I don't wanna know.

So the gun residue...

Diane, you're briefing Alicia, right?

Good, you're in good hands.
So let's catch up, have dinner.

So Will speaks highly of you.

He says you graduated top
of your class at Georgetown.

- When was this?
- Fifteen years ago.

Uh-huh.
And you spent two years at...

- Crozier, Abrams & Abbott.
- Good firm.

Will says you clocked
the highest billable hours there.

Why'd you leave?

Well, the kids and Peter's career.

Brian,
can you get Mrs. Florrick the files?

Sure.

I want you to think of me
as a mentor, Alicia.

It's the closest thing we have
to an old boy's network in this town.

- Women helping women, okay?
- Okay.

When I was starting out,
I got one great piece of advice.

Men can be lazy. Women can't.

And I think that goes double for you.

Not only are you coming back
to the workplace fairly late,

but you have some
very prominent baggage.

But, hey,
if she can do it, so can you.

Thanks, Brian.

Like many law firms, we donate
5 percent of billable hours to pro bono.

Sadly I'm long past my quota
on this one.

Jennifer Lewis, 26 years old.

Taught second grade.

Accused of killing her ex-husband.

Prosecution thought
it was a slam-dunk, 45 years,

but the jury came back last week
deadlocked.

Six jurors voted to convict, six not.

I'm not even sure why
the state attorney is re-trying it.

Except he wants... Justice!

He wants to prove himself.

So stick with my strategy
from the first trial.

The police focused on Jennifer
so early in the investigation,

they never looked for the car-jacker.

Deadlock a jury a second time,
they'll never re-try a third, okay?

Okay, our investigator can get you up
to speed for the bail hearing at 3.

- Cormac, I'm ready.
- The hearing's today?

Well, we could delay, but that'd leave
Jennifer incarcerated another month.

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

The ASA's not gonna argue against
a recognizance release.

Oh, meeting's at 10:30.

But I do admit
to a failure of judgment.

My private dealings
with these women.

- Money used...
- Sorry.

- was mine and mine alone.

No private funds were ever utilized.

Recent news...

- Hey, let me help you.
- No, I'm fine.

No, I'm headed that way, anyway.

- I'm Cary, the other new associate.
- Oh, right, Alicia.

Yeah, I know we should be
at each other's throats,

but I wanna say
I respect what you're doing here.

Raising a family
and jumping right back into this.

My mom,
she's thinking of doing the same thing.

- Great.
- Yeah.

- I see you're on the pro bono.
- Mm-hm.

I interned at the Innocence Project.

My dad's best friend is Barry Scheck.
It was just amazing.

Helping people.

Here,
they got me on a Sheffrin-Marks.

It'll be challenging,
but at the end, what have you done?

Saved the corporation
a few billion dollars?

You wanna trade?

I would,
but I guess they have other plans, so...

I'm almost done, Cary.
The latte's on your desk.

- Thank you.
- Hi, Mrs. Florrick.

We share an assistant.
Tell me when I'm hogging her.

And let the best man win.

- Excuse me?
- Uh, let the...

Nothing. It's nothing, l...

It's nothing.

Oops.

Don't worry, it's yours.

Oh, Kalinda Sharma.

- I'm the in-house.
- Oh, the investigator.

- You're Peter Florrick's wife?
- That's right.

I worked with him at the
state's attorney's office three years.

- He fired me.
- Okay.

So, what do you know?

The client is a second-grade
school teacher, Jennifer...

- Lewis.
- She was arrested for...

- Killing her ex-husband.
- Making it look like a car-jacking.

Gunshot residue was found
on Jennifer's face and hands.

That's why the cops think it was
a murder disguised as a car-jacking.

According to them,

Jennifer shot her ex-husband
and wiped down the gun.

And the motive?
- He remarried.

Wanted custody of the 3-year-old.

Witnesses saw them arguing
before the murder.

Mom, pick up the phone.

I'm sorry, it's my daughter.

Hey, Mom, pick up...

- Hi, Grace.
Hey, Mom.

I wanna ask you a question, but I don't
want you to freak out, okay?

- Uh-oh.
- Forget it, I'll ask Zach.

No, no, no, what?

All right, well, some girl said Dad slept
with a hooker my age and I just...

- What?
- Ma'am, turn that off.

Well, they're playing the tape
in the computer lab.

Some girl said her dad's a cop,

and he said one of the hookers
was a teenager.

Okay, first, they were all over 20.
And second, where's the teacher?

It's no big deal, Mom.

Look, I've got homework,
I'll talk to you later.

What?

Last time I was in court
was 13 years ago.

Wow, I was 12.

Thanks.

Judge reaches into his pocket,
pulls out a check,

handing it to the plaintiff.

"So I'm returning five grand
and we're gonna decide this."

That's Florrick's wife.

Alicia? My God.

Matan, remember?
From the department Christmas party.

- You're at Stern, Lockhart & Gardner?
- Yeah, first day.

Oh, this is Sandra Pai. She's new.

Since Peter.

- How's he doing, by the way?
- Peter? Fine.

Say hello for me, will you?

Look at all this.

You're gonna bury us.

I don't know how you do it, Alicia.
I'd be huddled up in a ball somewhere.

Well, back to work.

Good luck.

Where's Diane?

Diane asked me to step in for her.

Jennifer, I'm Alicia Florrick.

I'm one of the other lawyers
with the firm.

Step in? For how long?

- For the retrial.
- Oh, my God.

All rise. Ma'am.

The Criminal Court of Cook County
is now in session.

The honorable
Judge Richard Cuesta presiding.

Be seated.

Okay, let's hear it.

- Your Honor, I just...
- Just to refresh your memory.

Accused was deemed a risk
due to an earlier custody hearing

when she threatened
to run off with her daughter.

And yet just last week, a jury
deadlocked on these murder charges,

six to six, Mr. Brody.

Now, I know our new state's attorney
wants to look tough.

- But why are you fighting this?
- Your Honor, l...

The people are prepared to re-try
this case right now, Your Honor.

If Mrs. Florrick
is so intent on getting her client out,

why doesn't she agree
to a speedy trial?

- Mrs. Florrick?
- Yes, Your Honor.

The wife
of the esteemed Peter Florrick?

Your husband and I
never quite saw eye to eye, ma'am.

- Your Honor...
- Mrs. Florrick, don't talk.

If the prosecution thinks
this will in some way

prejudice me against your client,
he is sorely mistaken.

Nice try, Matan.

So Ms. Lewis is granted pre-trial
release with electronic monitoring.

She is restricted to temporary housing,
attorney's offices.

And transit in-between.

And given that this is a rerun,
I'll set the trial date for the 25th.

Now, are we all happy? Good.

Thank you.

Sure.

We had a nice time.

Michael talked about
missing his daughter.

The life we had together.

We were driving home and...

We got a flat.

He was getting out to fix it
and I saw

a red pick-up truck.

A man came up to Michael.

I didn't see the gun until...

Michael. Michael!

And I saw Michael's face. It was...

- Do you need to take a break?
- No.

- Just, if there was some water.
- Sure.

- Sonia, we need water in here.
- It's gonna be about five minutes.

But then I've gotta do
his depo upstairs.

Okay. Tell me when you're done.

You say this man ran
to a red pick-up truck here,

and took off in this direction across
the parking lot.

There's a surveillance camera here.

And the prosecution played it
to make you look like a liar.

- I'm not lying.
- But there's no truck on the tape.

And that's why you're facing
a retrial now and not an acquittal.

I think what Kalinda is trying to say,
Jennifer,

is it possible that you were mistaken
and that the car went this way?

Not that way?

Is that your daughter?

They won't let me see her.

Michael's parents have custody.

What am I gonna do?

You're gonna take it
one day at a time.

We got you housing.

You're gonna go there,
take a shower, take a nap.

Don't turn on the TV.

You like reading?

I'm gonna get you some books.
Fiction is best.

You won't feel like it,
but put on nice clothes and make-up.

Force yourself to.

Not for court. For you.

It's the superficial things
that matter most right now.

- Does it ever get easier?
- No.

But you do get better at it.

What?

If you identify with too many clients
you'll burn out.

Why don't you tell me
when I do something right?

- Okay?
- Sure.

You go interview the jurors,

and I'll try to figure out how
a surveillance camera can lie.

That's right, I was the jury foreman.

You don't mind answering
a few questions, doctor?

It'll help us refine the case
for the retrial.

No problem.

I don't think you'll need much refining.
Your case is very strong, very logical.

In fact, I'm not sure why
the other side went to trial.

I voted for conviction
right from the start.

Good. You...

- You mean, acquittal?
- No, conviction.

But I'm with the defense.

Oh.

She was lying about
the pick-up truck.

She had the gunshot residue
on her hands.

Can I ask you how many voted
for conviction from the start, sir?

Eleven.
What?

Look, there was only one hold out.
Juror number nine.

We argued with her for three days.

But the judge polled the jury
and they deadlocked six to six.

Yes, well, the judge
would only declare us deadlocked

if we were evenly split.

So some of us agreed
to change our vote to not guilty

just to get out of there.

If it hadn't been for juror number nine,
we would have convicted.

She didn't convince us,
she exhausted us.

- No tea for me, Mrs. Duretsky.
Suit yourself.

So the other jurors said
you were a hold out, is that correct?

Mm-hm. They all thought
they were so much smarter than me.

My vote counted
just as much as theirs.

Uh-huh.

What exactly in the defense's case
convinced you?

Oh, the whole thing, really.

I tend to look at a person
and size them up pretty quickly.

That lady, I liked her.

- The defendant, Jennifer?
- No, that lawyer lady.

She never put on airs. I liked that.

Just so I'm clear,
the defense expert argued

that the gunshot residue
on Jennifer's hands

came from the struggle.

- Is that why you held out?
- Oh, I don't know about that.

I just tend to get a feeling.

Don't I, Cyrus?

Hi, Jackie.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing's wrong.

I was going through the laundry,

and I think some of Grace's school
clothes you would find inappropriate.

We just moved away.

Grace has left her friends.
I need you to go easy on her.

I said I could take her shopping,

and help her find pants
that would make her look slimmer.

She's at a perfectly healthy weight.

I don't want her
to have body-image issues.

She'll only have body-image issues
if she keeps gaining weight.

Uh!

Alicia.

We'll talk about this
when I get home later, okay?

- All right.
- Bye.

- You know the new associate, Cary?
- The one in the Brioni?

What? I'm observant.

Yes, the one in the Brioni.

He said to me,
"May the best man win."

What exactly does he mean by that?

What he means is something
I thought we weren't making public.

What?

Look, we only have
one associate position open.

So we agreed to hire two applicants

and in six months decide
which one to retain.

So this is a contest
between me and Cary?

It was either that or a cage match.

I'm just happy your pro bono
is going well.

Visiting hours are almost over.

They said a visitor. I thought Mom.

I've been busy.

It's good to see you.

- I need you to sign some things.
- Okay.

We didn't get everything we wanted
on the house.

It's a bad market to sell.

I see that.

We used most of it
for your court costs.

Rent will come out of my salary,
the kids have to stay in public school.

How are they?

Mother says that she's helping out
around the house.

They're good. Grace argues
over clothes with your mother.

And Zach is using you
to make friends at school.

I don't know if that's a healthy thing,
or something worse.

Using me?

Funny or Die has a skit about you.

It's cool I guess.

Oh, here.

Alicia,
I know this has been hard on you,

but you have to believe me,
I'm innocent.

Of the abuse of office charges.

You think I give a damn about that,
Peter?

They were playing a tape
in Grace's computer lab

of you sucking the toes of a hooker.

You think I care about
the small print in your contract?

- Oh, come on, I was set up.
- Come on, Peter, I don't wanna talk...

I'm... I'm not gonna fight.

- I didn't come here...
- Mom says you're on a case.

Congratulations.

The fake car-jacking, right?

Who's the judge?

Richard Cuesta.

You're kidding.

- He hates me.
- I know.

Visiting hours are
now over. Visiting hours are now over.

You know, there was something weird
about that case, don't you?

The Lewis case.

There was a rumor going around
that something got buried, hidden.

- What?
- Evidence.

Or testimony.

- I should go.
- Hey, listen.

Thanks for playing breadwinner
for a while.

Not gonna last forever.

The lawyers think the appellate court
is gonna hear my case.

If they overturn it,
everything goes back to normal.

Peter,
it's never going back to normal.

As soon as the cops found
gunshot residue on Jennifer's hands,

they had their suspect.

So, what if they pitted
everything else?

And what if they didn't?

Arguments are cheap.

- What's that?
- Page one of the crime lab summary.

I was digging through discovery.
Look at the top corner.

- It looks like a staple.
- It is a staple.

- And that's odd because?
- There's no page two.

Why do they need a staple
if there's no page two?

You think the cops kept something out
that pointed to another suspect?

Well, I think either they did,

or it would be helpful in court
to imply that they did.

Two days away and you're thinking
of dropping the old strategy?

Diane barely convinced
a cat lady to acquit.

So a pick-up truck is seen racing
through a well-lit empty parking lot.

How is a truck missed
by that surveillance camera?

Mismarked surveillance tape?

Yeah.

- What are you doing?
- Working.

These are better than subpoenas.

We just need to see how
the surveillance system works,

and we'll be out of your hair
in five minutes.

- Five minutes?
- Uh-huh.

Okay, it's down here.

- Why did my husband fire you?
- He accused me of working two jobs.

- Were you?
- Oh, yeah.

See, the computer automatically
records the surveillance.

Marks it with date and time.

- Is that the night of the murder?
- Yeah.

I mean,
even if the computer did mismark it,

I make an hourly tour of the lot,
and I didn't see no pick-up truck.

Look, that's me,
11:03 just before the murder.

Can we get copies of these?

Sure.

Lanie? Lanie?

- What?
- Give me some disks.

All right.

Your machine spit out an extra one.
Would you like it?

Oh.

- Oh, what beautiful children.
- Two kids, two grandkids.

Hey, Lanie, how about those disks?

- Is he always so charming?
- Oh, he's just a lazy mall cop.

He spends half the day surfing porn.

And with night shift, he can't get
his skinny ass out of his chair.

I'm always waking him up
in the morning.

Men.

I talked to Peter.
He said you dropped by.

- I did.
- I'm glad.

He's hurting in there, he's very brave.
But he's hurting.

He needs you to forgive him, Alicia.

Jackie,
I spent 15 years doing his laundry.

Cleaning his house.

Never asking a single question,
because I didn't think I had to.

He took everything
I thought we had,

and he just put it out there
for everyone.

He didn't want that.

- The press...
- Oh, Jackie, stop it, please.

Peter wasn't thinking of us.

It takes time, Alicia.

Give it time.

The only time I have right now
is for them.

I want her dead.

Me too. Just not quite yet.

So why can't Zach and I
just watch ourselves?

Honey, she's only here
a couple of hours a day.

Couple of very damaging hours.

You'll heal.

And change her ringtone.

Please state your name.
Cindy Lewis.

And you were married
to the victim for how long?

Two years until...

Thank you.

How would you describe your husband's
relationship with his first wife?

Most the time it was fine.
Friendly, even.

But after the last custody hearing,

Michael was pretty worried
about Jennifer.

- Objection, Your Honor.
- On what grounds?

- Hearsay?
- Nice try, Mrs. Florrick.

I'll allow it. Go ahead, Mrs. Lewis.

He was worried Jennifer
was intent on getting sole custody.

Thank you, Mrs. Lewis.
Your witness.

Now, Mrs. Lewis, you stated that
Michael was worried about Jennifer.

Yet in the week following...

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

In your testimony, Mrs. Lewis,

you claimed that Jennifer wanted
sole custody, but isn't it true...?

- Objection.
- Sustained.

Keep trying, Mrs. Florrick.
You'll hit on it.

Mrs. Lewis,
whose idea was it to have dinner?

- Jennifer's or Michael's?
- Michael's.

So wouldn't that suggest that his
attitude had changed towards...?

- Objection.
- Sustained.

Thank you.

Now, Detective Briggs,
the defense has referred

to three unsolved car-jackings
in the neighborhood at that time.

- Are you aware of this?
- I am.

So why didn't you consider
this incident

to be another in that series
of car-jackings?

First of all, they were all luxury cars.
One Lexus and two BMW's.

The victim in this crime
was driving a 2001 Honda.

And there was no clip
on the fuel line.

This is what the car-jackers did
to force the luxury cars over.

- That's right.
- But in the case of the Honda,

the victim pulled over
because he had a flat.

Yes, ma'am, there was a nail driven
into the front driver tire.

I see. Now, why is this something
a car-jacker would never do, detective?

It would defeat the purpose.
How do you steal a car with a flat?

Your witness.

- It's not going well, is it?
- It's early.

Mrs. Florrick?

Detective Briggs, what is the pit?

Excuse me?

- In police circles, what is the pit?
- Objection, Your Honor.

- On what grounds?
- On the grounds that... Relevance?

Well, let us see how relevant
this becomes, shall we?

Detective?

The pit?

The pit is police slang for evidence
thought irrelevant at a crime scene.

So when an officer's referring
to "dropping something in the pit"

or "pitting it," he refers to what?

Excluding it
from the crime scene narrative.

But that only applies
to irrelevant details.

We wouldn't exclude
pertinent evidence.

Was anything pitted
from the Lewis crime?

Your Honor, objection.

Evidence is logged in all the time
that proves irrelevant.

- Not to deceive, it's to decipher facts.
- We don't know if it is anything.

And to blame the prosecution for not
coming up with every possible detail...

Could mean anything.
- Okay, Mrs. Florrick.

None of this was in the first trial.

Is it your intention
to pursue a new defense?

Yes, Your Honor.

Counsel's trying to mislead the jury.
She's implying corruption.

Oh, shut up, Matan.

Is she right? That's the question.

- Did you bury something?
- We all know what's going on here.

Peter Florrick was a corrupt
and convicted state's attorney.

If evidence was buried, he buried it.

And now she's benefiting
from his knowledge.

Which still leaves you
with some pages missing here.

I'll give you till Monday
to produce them.

Along with evidence they reference.

Then I'll rule on admissibility.

And you, Mrs. Florrick, I'm not sure
if you're being fed this stuff,

or you're doing it on your own.

But if it's the former, you're walking
a very narrow ethical line here.

You understand that?

Yes, Your Honor.

The directive was simple.
Follow the strategy of the first trial.

Instead you push for evidence
that might not help.

I interviewed the first jury
and they voted 11 -to-1 to convict.

Excuse me, that's not true.
It was evenly split.

No,
half the jurors switched their votes

when they couldn't get a troubled juror
to deliberate.

So I used my judgment
to change strategies.

And was it your judgment
not to update us?

She's a junior associate

who doesn't think
she's a junior associate.

Her husband was the state's attorney.
She lived in Highland Park.

It's not teaching an old dog new tricks,
it's teaching an entitled dog tricks.

Oh, come on, Diane, the problem is,

she's catching evidence
that you overlooked.

I've seen you mentor these women
until they start competing with you...

What? Excuse me?

I say we reprimand Alicia
and put Cary in as first chair.

Thank you.

That's her, isn't it?

Sonia, can you...?

Alicia Florrick's office.

One moment, please.

Jennifer, pick up.

Hello? Hi, baby.

Alicia.

Let's talk.

The pitted evidence.
I talked to a friend at the crime lab.

He gave me a preview
of the evidence.

- A preview?
- It's dog hair.

Found on the victim's clothes.

Cops pitted it because they found
dog hair in Michael's residence.

And thought it was the same.

- But it's not?
- It's from an Italian greyhound.

Neither Michael or Jennifer
had greyhounds.

There's also a chemical on the hair,
Alco Ectolin.

A lotion for muscle and joint pain.

- That's the chemical number?
- No, his cell number.

I agreed to drinks.

So we're looking
for an arthritic greyhound owner.

We? I hear you're being bumped
to second chair.

- When?
- End of tomorrow.

Cary's being transitioned in.

And he'll go back
to the first trial strategy.

Wow.

The all-star point guard

is currently suing
his ex-girlfriend for damages,

hoping the judge
can finally determine

whether this case
was fact or fantasy.

You know her simply as Amber,

the young woman who brought down
bad-boy Chicago State's Attorney

Peter Florrick.

Though she says she wants
to leave the scandal far behind,

celebrity call girl Amber Madison

has decided to write a memoir about
her time with Florrick.

In this exclusive interview
with Inside Edition...

- Do you really have to work?
Yep, ten more minutes.

Zach, I need your computer.

Mom, I just raised my wanted level.

Yeah, I'm happy for you, honey.

When Peter's father
was on the Illinois court,

he never brought
a single case home, not once.

He was a judge, Jackie.
I'm a junior associate.

Zach, I need you to play
these two computer disks side by side.

Can you set up
my computer next to yours?

Hey, how's your sister?
Is she still fighting with Grandma?

What is it?

- It's video of the night of the murder.
- Like Faces of Death?

Mom, I've seen worse.

You're adorable.

- I'm not.
- Yes, you are.

Zach, freeze it.

What? What is it?

It's proof.

This is at 11:03
the night of the murder, Mr. North.

And that's you making
your hourly circuit of the lot, correct?

Yes, that's correct.

And you saw no pick-up truck,
no car-jacker racing past.

Nothing the defendant claims
she saw.

That's correct.
Thank you.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Mrs. Florrick.

Can we get the monitors in, please?

- Thank you.
- State's attorney's here.

Now, Mr. North.

They're worried she's getting
this stuff from her husband.

Here are three images.

The middle is the image
of the surveillance from the 15th,

the night of the murder.

And the one over there on the left

is the image from the 14th,
the night before the murder.

And the one on the right
is from the 16th,

the night after the murder.

- Can you see the dates on those?
- Yes, I can.

So as you said before,
there you are the night of the murder

at 11:03 making your circuit
of the lot.

And there you are
the night before the murder.

And the night after,
doing the same thing.

It must get old.

No, ma'am, my job doesn't pay
as much as yours, but I still love it.

Okay, good.

Now, Mr. North,
let's fast forward, shall we?

Forty five minutes,
the night of the murder.

And there. What do you see?

- Nothing.
- No?

It's right there, maybe you need
to move in a little closer?

Oh, it's a shopping bag.
It looks like a shopping bag.

Actually, it is.
It's a plastic shopping bag.

It was a very windy night that night,
and it blew across the lot at 11:48.

Objection.
What's this have to do with anything?

Beats me, but I'm interested.
Aren't you, Mr. Brody?

Overruled.

Okay, so let's fast forward
the other two monitors.

The night before the murder
and the night after the murder

to the same time code.

Here's the 14th.

And the 16th.

What do you see?

- I don't know.
I think you do know, sir.

Either you have a plastic bag
that blows across your lot

every night at 11:48

or these are duplicates
of the same tape.

No, it's not what it looks like.

I understand, sir.
You didn't willfully mislead the police.

Yeah, that's correct.

No,
it's just that it gets cold out there,

and sometimes you don't make
the circuit of the lot.

Yes.

So on the nights
that you don't go out,

you don't record
the actual surveillance image.

You set your computer up
to duplicate the night before

just in case your manager checks it.

- Is that correct?
- Yes.

Just so I'm clear,

there is no recording
the night of the murder.

And you were never there
to see or not see

the pick-up truck or the car-jacker.

I'm sorry. Yes.

No further questions.

So you're wondering

whether demolishing
the key prosecution witness

didn't just save your ass
as first chair...

- Nice work, by the way.
- Thanks.

- But was enough
for reasonable doubt?

- You know what hurts you?
- Nail in the tire.

Yep.

And the old Honda.

It just doesn't feel like a car-jacking.

It feels like a murder made
to look like a car-jacking.

What if I don't fight it?

What?
Agree that it was just a murder?

Then the jury needs a suspect.

- It's late.
- It's like old times, huh?

Evidentiary procedure.

- The mock trial.
- You remember that?

How could I forget?

- Did we lose that one?
- Yeah.

Hi, hi.

Mrs. Florrick,
I just wanted to say congratulations.

I heard you did well in court.

Thanks, Sonia.

Sonia.

- Heading out?
- Yeah.

I got a breakfast meeting
with clients.

What?

Something just doesn't seem right.

- Michael has dinner with his first wife.
- Right.

He tells Jennifer he misses her,
misses their old life together.

Right.

- What does Cindy think about it?
- The second wife?

Cindy thinks
some unhappy thoughts.

Jury liked her.

Get them not to.

What did you get on Cindy's brother?

These are his employment records.

Good, what about the lab report?

Here. But they're gonna object
the whole way.

- Need to string together implications...
- Mrs. Florrick?

You have a moment?

It's okay.

I don't think we've ever met before.
I'm Glenn Childs.

We've met.

You know he's using you, don't you?

Peter blames me for his downfall.

He's using you to get to me.

How do you figure?

Mrs. Florrick, please.

He told you about
the pitted trace evidence.

Don't make yourself
collateral damage here,

for your own sake.

Mr. Childs,

the day you leaked
that sex tape to the press,

and forced me to shield my children
from every cable news station

that played it in a 24-hour rotation,

that was the day
I became collateral damage.

If you're worried about my husband,
Mr. Childs,

you've obviously
never made a woman angry before.

But good luck in court.

Mrs. Lewis, did you and the deceased
sign a prenuptial agreement?

Yes, for tax purposes.

So if the deceased
were to divorce you,

let's say in order to reunite
with his first wife...

- Objection.
- Sustained.

If the deceased were to divorce you,

you would be cut off from his
pre-marital savings, is that correct?

- Objection, relevance.
Sustained.

Move it along, Mrs. Florrick.

Mrs. Lewis,
you stated in your testimony

that you were in Miami at the time
of the shooting, visiting family.

So the police never suspected
or questioned you?

Of the murder? No, of course not.

- What about your brother?
- Objection.

Your Honor, this line of questioning
is a smoke screen.

Mr. Brody,
why don't we wait for a whiff of smoke

before we call it a screen, please?

I'll allow.

The police never questioned
your brother, isn't that correct?

- Well, they had no reason to.
- Because he lived in Miami?

Because Danny
had nothing to do with this.

Mrs. Lewis, the judge has admitted
into evidence that buried...

Strike that.

The previously
unreleased trace evidence.

He has also admitted
into evidence

the crime lab's finding
that these greyhound hairs

were covered in a chemical compound
called Alco Ectolin.

- Have you heard of this?
- Sorry, the chemical?

- No.
- No, neither had I.

It is a lotion.

It is a lotion that is used
at dog racing tracks to ease...

- Objection, not in evidence.
Sustained.

And you might wanna stay standing,
Mr. Brody.

I have a feeling
we're nearing your smoke screen.

Mrs. Lewis, isn't it a fact that
a year ago, at the time of the murder,

your brother worked at a dog track?

- Objection.
- Sustained.

No further questions.

You're not just making this up?

Come on.
It's a Stern, Lockhart tradition.

Your first jury trial, shot of tequila.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

Yeah, I just made that up.

Sounded good, though. Didn't it?

How long you think they'll stay out?

Oh, I stopped guessing
about juries a while ago.

How long were they out
with your husband?

Six hours.

Yeah? You know what I don't get?

Why you stood by him.

I would've stuck a knife in his heart.

I always thought I would too.

When I heard about
those other scandals, the other wives.

I thought, "How can you allow yourself
to be used like that?"

And then it happened and I was...

Unprepared.

Hello?

Yes.

- Thanks.
- Jury's in?

Well, Mrs. Florrick.

Chicago Homicide has decided

to reopen its investigation
into the murder of Michael Lewis.

Detective Briggs, doing an admirable
amount of due diligence,

has confirmed
that Cindy Lewis' brother, Danny,

had access
to his employer's pick-up truck

the week of the murder.

And the dog hairs admitted
into evidence

matched those found
at his workplace.

So our state's attorney,
in his radiant wisdom,

has decided to withdraw
the charges against your client

and pursue a case against
Mrs. Lewis' brother.

Isn't that right, Mr. Brody?

All I need is a yes or a no.

- Yes.
- Good.

Then we're done here.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Hi, Jackie.
No, it just went a little late, that's all.

I made pot roast and was wondering
if you were coming home for dinner.

What? What did I say?

Nothing. It's just that's what
I always used to say to Peter.

Are you there?

Yeah, yeah, I just need to pick up
a few things and I'll be home soon.

All right.

Jackie, I don't know if I said this,
but thank you for stepping up.

Of course I would. Why wouldn't I?

- I'll see you soon.
- All right then, goodbye.

Oh, hey, sorry.
I didn't know you were here.

- Hi.
- It's a little office token.

- You did great.
- Thanks.

I did, didn't I?

- Oh, one more thing.
- Yes, sir?

You've been made my second chair
in the civil case.

I'll see you tomorrow at 9:30,
staff meeting.

I'll be there.

Hey, it's me.
I'm sorry, you must be in bed.

But I just wanted to tell you,

the appellate court agreed
to hear my case.

I still can't believe it.

The lawyers think we have
a good shot at overturning this.

And they're gonna make
an official statement tomorrow.

But I just wanted to tell you first.

I'll see you soon.

I love you.