The Practice (1997–2004): Season 2, Episode 27 - Duty Bound - full transcript

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Chattering On Police Radio ]

Helen.
[ Siren Stops ]

Jimmy, what are you
doing here?
That's my priest in there.

Your priest?
And my client, I guess, from
what little the detective said.

What's going on?
The detective didn't tell you?

He-He just said Father Ryan
asked him to call.

Well, your priest is in
a little bit of trouble.

He killed somebody.

- Come on.
- [ Car Engine Starts ]

[ Chattering ]
[ Camera Shutter Clicks ]



[ Man ]
Ma'am.

[ Camera Shutter Clicks ]

Father.

Jimmy, thank you for coming.

I did not do this.
All right. Calm down.

They read you
your rights and stuff?
Yes. Yes. I didn't do this.

Okay. Don't say
another word to nobody.

- [ Helen ]
How old?
- Sixteen, maybe.

Coroner thinks
he's been dead about a day.

Cause of death:
fractured skull.

He's innocent, Helen.

He never could have done
something like that.

Swear to God.

[ Line Ringing ]



[ Cell Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Sirens Wailing ]

I don't like it.
[ Lindsay ]
You will.

When a client walks
through the front door, Bobby,
he comes in with hope.

I mean, this place shouldn't
look so dark and gloomy.

Anything new on the priest?

Jimmy's already gone down
for the arraignment.

- Do we think
he can handle this?
- He can do it.

Spivak alert.

You have got to keep him
away from here.
Oh--

Where am I supposed to--

Hi.
Hi.

- Can I steal a second?
- Um, yeah.

Let's, uh, go into
the conference room.
Great.

Okay?
Hi.

[ Door Closes ]

That camera better not be on.
It won't.
But, Ellenor--

I know.

[ Chattering ]

Case number 32622,
Commonwealth versus
Michael Ryan,

murder in the first degree.

James Berluti for
the defendant, Your Honor.
We'll waive reading,

enter a plea of not guilty,
and I'd ask he be released
on his own recognizance.

Commonwealth opposes bail.
On what grounds?

On what grounds?
He's got a lot of closet space.

- "On what grounds?"
- All right.
No bail.

We'll conference on Wednesday
at 10:00 to set schedules.

Next.

[ Woman ]
Case number 32651,
People versus Grimmer.

That was sarcastic rude.

Jimmy. First-degree murder,
you ask on what grounds.

Even so. I'm working with
your office on this sting.

I deserve better
than sarcastic rude.

It's just that we were doing
so well, and then... suddenly--

Things just
piled up here,
Fred. I--

Don't feed me that, Ellenor.

If you've lost interest, say so,
but don't string me along.

I've been hurt before,
and I'm not--

Just tell me.

Okay.

I, uh--

I ran into somebody...

who said that she was
treated by you...

and she...
wasn't really hurt.

And you--

You told her how to fool
the insurance companies.

Oh.

Yeah. "Oh."

Are you a crook, Fred?

I'm not gonna lie to you.
I barely make ends meet.

I've got school to pay for
with my kids, and,

yeah, sometimes
I help people collect more
from their insurance.

You could go to
jail for that.
I know. I just--

It's till I turn the corner.

You know, when it's yourself,
it's easy to go without.
When it's your kids--

I think more than
anything else, kids want
a father they can be proud of.

Yeah. Very well said.

So, this ends us?

- It might.
- Well, I guess it couldn't have
been much to begin with.

My mistake.

It is your mistake.

And don't kid yourself
about that.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Exhales Deeply ]

[ Helen Groans ]
Hanging like a pendulum.

Helen.

Oh, here we go. Hmm?
That's right.

Every time I have to
see something dead,
you say it's time to move on.

Let me just tell you something.
We have been on
a big winning streak.

We're about to get featured
in the National Law Journal.

Yes. As a firm
that skirts ethical--
It's a favorable column.

We are growing.
You should see what
I'm doing with the offices.

All we need is a press release
saying we've landed
a juicy plum.

You're it.

The town'll take notice.
You have a profile.

Mmm, even if I were
gonna jump to private,
your firm?

You're in love with a guy
I used to sleep with.

Do you really want me
up there as a juicy plum?

You can take Bobby.
He's much more fun
wanting than having.

Helen, how many other places
are there where you can have fun
and basically be your own boss?

And make money?
We're making money.

[ Jimmy ]
They said he'd been dead
there the whole day.

Did you know this kid?
No.

He-He could have
looked different,
with his head all purple.

I didn't know the boy, Jimmy.

Okay.

Any idea how he ended up
in your office?

Jimmy, you do believe
I'm innocent?

Oh, of course I do.
This isn't a question
with me.

Thank you.

I didn't tell him
it was you.
Ellenor--

[ Chattering ]
Even so.

I didn't tell him
anything about anything.

And so what if I did?
You already got
everything you need.

There's nothing--
No, we didn't.
I have to go back.

What? Why?

Dickie Flood thinks
I was too ambiguous.

He wants it more clear
that we were conspiring
to commit fraud.

Come on.
I saw the tape.
It looked pretty definite.

Well, he says it's possible
to interpret that I'm hurt,

and he's just trying to show me
how to convince the doctor.

I have to be more clear
that I'm not really hurt.

You know what?
I didn't give you away.

Are you going to?

You gonna tell him?

Probably not.

You got the wrong guy,
Helen. I'm telling you.
It's prejudice.

Prejudice?
Yes. Prejudice.

Anytime a young kid gets
sexually molested, everybody
says, "Check out the priest."

It's bigotry.
Jimmy, prejudice aside,

the victim was found
in your client's office.

I know Father Ryan.

I'd vouch for him
like I'd vouch for you.

All right. Will he at least
give us a statement? Right now
we have no other leads.

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]

You knew this boy?
No, I didn't.

Never seen him before?
Never.

[ Helen ]
Let me just throw out
a general softball here.

Anything you can say to give us
some clue, some hint as to who
could have done this,

why he'd be hanging
in your closet?

I don't know.
I, uh, really don't know.

Father, you go on
the Internet in your office?

All the time.
Uh, I'm actually a little bit
addicted to it.

What kind of Web sites
do you frequent?

[ Ryan ]
Uh, news, research, chat lines.

I use it for pretty much
everything.

Hmm. Do you ever visit
any child pornography
Web sites?

I most certainly do not.
Do you ever visit
any pedophile Web sites?

No.
This is over.

I'm just trying--
No, this is over!

I'll talk to you
in a few minutes. I need
to speak with Ms. Gamble.

Alone.

Mm-hmm.

Let's go, Father.

- What the hell is that?
- Jimmy, your client was
hardly being forthcoming.

- Did he strike you
as being cooperative?
- He's scared.

What's the crap
about porno? What--

The F.B.I. has been tracking
pedophile sites as part of
a general undercover operation.

Your client was on them.
What?

Yes.

Your voucher for this guy
isn't holding up.

Don't lie to me.
I am not lying.

I would never do anything--
They got proof!

I don't care what they have!
I would never go on the Internet
and do anything like that!

So, how do they get this wrong?
They either have
the wrong computer,

or somebody else
was on it.

A lot of people have access
to my office, Jimmy.

[ Sighs ]

Look, Father.
And don't argue back.

I just want you to listen
to what I say real careful
and then answer.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

You don't go to jail
for surfing child porn sites
on the Web.

You go away forever
if they get you for murder.

Now, I understand it's
embarrassing to say you talk to
boys and girls on the Internet.

It could even
cost you your parish,

but we gotta be concerned with
saving your life here.

We can't be caught in a lie.

'Cause if they think you're
lying on this Internet thing,

they'll think you lied
about the other.

[ Door Buzzes In Distance ]

Now you can answer.

I did not kill anybody,
Jimmy.

I did not access any
pornography on the Internet.

That is my answer,
and it's the truth.

How can I not tell the guy?

I'm sleeping with him.
You're still sleeping with him?

I've tried to avoid him
for the last week or so,
but it's so--

He is not a bad man, Eugene.

Ellenor, he's a criminal.

You know, there are
a lot of good people...

who leave out a few things
when they're filing
their tax returns.

There are a lot of honest people
who take home a few pencils
from the office.

- He's got kids.
- Insurance fraud is
a billion-dollar industry.

Oh, come on!
He's not bilking
billions of dollars!

- It's more than a few pencils.
- Jimmy committed
a little bank fraud.

We didn't just overlook it.
We hired him because we knew!

I may be in love with him.

And he trusts me.

How can I not tell him?

'Cause you'd be
putting Beck at risk.

Eugene, he's not
gonna hurt Rebecca.

Ellenor,

you can't tell him.

You know you can't.

[ Jimmy ]
The office is never locked?
Not during the day.

The computer is basically
there for everybody.

How many people
work here at the church?
Full-time? About 11.

And your desk--
You'd see anybody
who'd go in, right?

During business hours.
At night,

well, I'm sure custodians
would have access.

Did anybody repeatedly
go in to use the computer?

Barbara Martin
in Accounting.

But she's 76. I hardly think
she's into child porn.

Could you make a list
of all the people who go in
and out of the office?

I already have.
I gave it to the police.
Could you give me a copy?

I guess.
[ Sighs ]
Mr. Wall,

you got any idea
who could have done this?

Not Father Ryan.

You sure?
Yes.

How?
I know him.

You know anything else,
Mr. Wall?

I just know that
it couldn't be Father Ryan.

Helen Gamble?
I floated the idea. She--

- Working here?
- Before you go off--

- There isn't enough drama
around here without this?
- If you're over her,

- then what's the problem,
and if you're not--
- Are you Cupid now?

She's a great lawyer.
We all know it.
It would be a huge coup.

The question goes to
all the personal stuff.

Well, as questions go,
that's a good one.

If you think no, fine,
but let's think first.

- Hey. If-If I can handle it--
- And why would you handle it?

You know, that strikes me
as a little too healthy.

I'll handle it because
it makes sense to.

Now that I'm partner,
I'm vested here, Bobby. I'm not
stopping at painting the walls.

At least you're honest
about that.
Excuse me?

First it's partner. Now
you're bringing in your friends,
building up your power nucleus.

Excuse me?
Eugene.

I like Helen Gamble,
Bobby, but--
Then what's the problem, Eugene?

The problem is
she'd be in your camp.

That makes me nervous.
What are you
so insecure about?

I'm insecure about you not
leaving off with just paint.

[ Lindsay ]
Hold on.
Both of you hold on.

Eugene, you were in my office
supporting Lindsay
and her plans for growth.

Supporting the idea
of growth, yes. I'm not in favor
of her taking over.

Taking over?
Who do I look like, Caesar?
Her and Helen together--

they'll be springing
all these power plays.
Hey!

Look, she hates criminals.
You know Helen
hates criminals.

I'm not gonna spend my days
reading the fine print
on stock options.

Who said anything
about that?

I signed up with you, Bobby.
You chauvinistic pig.

No wonder
your shirts shrink.

He deserved that.

- Jimmy,
I think it's game over.
- What now?

The victim had a one-room
studio in Brighton.
Police searched it.

Turned up e-mail correspondence
from your client.

We also lifted prints
that match Father Ryan's.

Telephone records also show
the father called the boy
from his residence.

Here's the deal.

If he cooperates and confesses,
we'll go murder two.

Otherwise, it's murder one
all the way.

If they could make murder one,
she wouldn't offer murder two.

- Agree to nothing.
- [ Liquid Pours ]

Now, Jimmy,
this-- this father--

He doesn't sound like
he's gonna "art in heaven."

Bobby, it can't be.

I know this guy like
I know my own mother.

Look,

if you kill somebody,
you're not gonna hide him
in your own office, right?

I mean, there's gotta be
better ways to get away
with murder...

than hanging the victim
in your own closet.

Well, you're assuming
it has to make sense.

I know him, Bobby.

This makes no sense.

Not everything is so
cut-and-dried, Ellenor.

I hope you never have to be
in my shoes.

Did you come in here
to lecture me?

You fight in here for people
that commit homicides, but--

Those people are called clients.
I don't sleep with them.
I represent them.

The fact that you did
sleep with me
should count for something.

Why don't you look by my faults,
for God's sake?

- It's a crime!
It's not a fault!
- Yeah, it's a crime, damn it!

It's a crime against
an insurance company!

- If you came in here to
paint yourself as Robin Hood--
- No, I came in here to--

No. People do get hurt.
People do die. Your colleagues
stage accidents,

and innocent people
get killed!

I have never been involved
in anything where anyone
has gotten killed!

But you could be!
And you know that, Fred!

How can you stand there
and pretend that this
isn't despicable?

It is criminal.

It is immoral.

I'm getting out of it.

I swear.
I'm getting out of it.

Well, it's a little too late.

Well, consider me punished.

Because I love you.

That friend you treated--

Rebecca Washington.

What?

She's working with the D.A.,
Fred.

She already got you
on camera once,

and she's planning
to come in again tomorrow
and get some more footage.

Only I'm gonna call her...

and tell her not to go.

You work late?

I want to know
what you know.

- I already told you
what I know.
- You're hiding something.

You either tell me what,
or I'll go to the police,
and they'll get it out of you.

- I don't think you really
want to know what I know.
- Tell me.

[ Exhales ]

I had an affair
with the Lawson kid.

A homosexual affair.

I'm the one
who likes young boys.

It was me on the Internet,

me sending the e-mails.

Father Ryan found out.
He killed the boy.

He?

Why?

Mr. Berluti,
I'm a terrible typist.

I'm not sitting here
for my office skills.

Father Ryan and I are lovers.

What the hell
am I supposed to do now?

I'm sorry. I--

Sorry? You're sorry?

Ellenor, we've been working
on this sting for two months.

We're almost there.
You ruin it, and you
tell me you're sorry?

I'm very sorry.

Well, you know,
you could be arrested for this.
Obstruction of justice.

Come on, Rebecca.
How could I not?

I'm standing in front of him,
eye to eye.
How moral is that?

Look. I don't want to love him,

but I do.

And he trusts me.

And I'm telling you this
so that you don't
walk into something.

But I couldn't let him
walk into it either.

I don't know
that I won't arrest you.

- Then do it.
- All right.

I think we can all agree
these are pretty extreme
circumstances.

You have enough
to arrest him anyway.

- Did you tell him
about Jimmy's involvement?
- No.

- And he still doesn't know
Jimmy works at your firm?
- No.

But Spivak knows Rebecca
and Berluti are together.

And if he--
He promised he wouldn't
tip off Mapp.

[ Flood ] He promised?
Yes. And I know
he'll keep it.

Because he loves you?

Okay. Okay.

I'm gonna pick him up now
and arrest both of them.

And you--

You lucked out.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Yeah. Well, uh, some people
put their relationships
before their work.

It's been known to happen.

Something, uh,
possessed Lindsay
to actually share with me--

she's running around
making job offers.

Oh, yeah.
I-- I know. It's crazy.
That's what I told her.

Crazy aside,

is it something you'd consider?

Is it something
you'd consider?

- It's all a lie.
- Why would he say it?

- I don't know.
- He said you two were lovers.

He said you killed that kid!
Why would he say it?

I don't know!
You're gonna go to your grave
saying "I don't know."

Jimmy, I did not
kill that kid.

- Then what were you doing
in his apartment?
- I was never there.

They found your prints there.

- What?
- Your fingerprints.

They lifted them from inside
the kid's place.

Father,

truth time.

What the hell
is going on here?

Your phone records show
you called this kid.

Jimmy, there are
some things I do know.

But I learned them
in a confession,

and I can't reveal anything
I learned during a confession.

Father, you're on the hook
here for murder!

Don't you think
I appreciate that?

I cannot break the confessional
seal, Jimmy.
Even to save your own life?

No!

[ Sighs ]
So, you--

You never went
to this kid's place.

You-- You never met him.

And you never called him.

That's right.

And what about you
and your assistant?

- He is lying.
- Were you two lovers?

- No.
- Then why would he say it?

I don't know!
He's lying!

They're all lying!
Everybody's lying!

Jimmy,
I am not a homosexual.

I am not a homosexual.

You really think
I'm trying to take over?

It isn't that.

Then what?

I like this place,
Lindsay.
So do I. That's why--

But you want it to change.

You keep using the word "grow,"
but you really mean "change."

Now, I like being
a criminal defense lawyer.

And your plan, whether you know
it or not, is to phase out
criminal defense work.

Eugene, I'd only be
looking for a balance.

Yeah. That sounds good.

But--

If we're representing
some airline,

and there's a sudden T.R.O.
needing all of us
to respond,

and I got a kid
who's looking to avoid
a parole violation,

it's not gonna be the airline
that gets kicked to the curb.

That won't happen.
Lindsay,

if a lawyer wants to be rich,
if a law firm
wants to be flush,

you gotta dedicate yourself
to corporate clients.

Listen to me. I-- I've had
10 offers to cross the street.

I want to stay here
because I like what we are,
who we are.

I want growth.

I don't want change.

I love this place.

[ Woman ]
Case number 36999,Commonwealth
versus Fred Spivak.

Racketeering, grand larceny
by false pretenses.

Ellenor Frutt for
the defendant. Waive reading.
Plead not guilty.

[ Judge ]
Question of bail.
100,000, Your Honor.

That seems a bit excessive.
This is his first offense.

The defendant is being
charged with serious
racketeering offenses.

There is the risk of his
fleeing the jurisdiction.

My client has children
in the Commonwealth.
He is established--

We're looking at the possibility
of substantial jail time here.

50,000 bond. Five cash.

I think that's low,
Your Honor.

Shoot me. The clerk will
notify on scheduling.

Next.
[ Gavel Raps ]

[ Woman ]
Commonwealth versus
Erin Voucher. Solicitation.

Are you crazy?
I'm only helping him out
until we find another lawyer.

"We"?
It's just
an arraignment, Helen.

Ellenor, you're too smart
for this. You shouldn't be
representing him.

It's just for the arraignment.

Again? You moving in while
your client's in jail, counsel?

I don't find you funny.
I don't like you.

And even if
Father Ryan were gay,
I can't see him liking you.

I can see him
feeling sorry for you.

Given that I'm the guy
holding the motive card--

a card the police
are looking for--

I'd think you'd pretend
to like me.

Here's how I see it.
You and the victim
were lovers.

You killed him.
Then you confessed
to Father Ryan.

You probably told him where
you left the body too.

His prints at the kid's place:
coffee cups,
a couple of books.

Things you could have left
on the father's desk and planted
in the victim's apartment.

The phone calls--
You probably left messages...

for Father Ryan to call you
there or something.

Sounds like a plan.

Perfect.

'Cause it's all wrapped up
inside a confessional seal,

which a good priest
won't break for nothing.

And Father Ryan
is a good priest.

You would know him.

And I'm getting
a beat on you too.

Counsel.

Close enough.

[ Dog Barking In Distance ]

[ Man ]
Coming through!
[ Man #2 ] What have you got?

Multiple abdominal.
We need six or seven units.

- [ Woman ] Get help ready.
- [ Man #1 ] I think his spleen
could have been hit too.

Get him right to the O.R.
Page Roberts!

[ Beeping ]

Wait!
Sorry. I've gotta--

You can't go in.
He's going into surgery.
I have to see him!

I'm sorry.
You can't go in there.

Oh, my God!
I will be right there.

Did you tell Mapp?
What happened?

- Jimmy Berluti just got shot.
Did you tell Roland Mapp?
- No.

- How'd he find out?
- Roland Mapp would never
kill anybody.

Did you tell him?

No.

[ Phone Rings ]
[ Chattering ]

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Dr. Bogman to Admitting.

Oh, God, no.
Please, no.

He's in surgery.

They don't know.

[ Phone Rings ]

They don't know.

[ Phone Rings ]
[ Chattering ]

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Dr. Jaeger, call the blood bank.

Dr. Jaeger,
call the blood bank.

Thanks.
Yeah.

Thanks.

He's out of surgery,
but it'll be a while
before we know.

His injuries were abdominal.
Nothing hit the heart.

Where is he?
I.C.U.

He's in a coma.

We're not sure if his brain
was deprived of oxygen.

Can I see him?
Not yet.

We'll move him to
a bigger room later maybe,
but until then--

Doc--

What are his chances?

- Tell me what you know!
- I don't know anything.

He told me something
about a confession.

Even if there were,
I certainly can't
break the seal.

Father, a man's life
is on the line here.

- My life is on the line!
- You have a right to your life,

not Jimmy's!
I love Jimmy more than
you could possibly know.

Then save him!

What if whoever did this
wants to finish the job?

When a parishioner--
any parishioner--

enters the confessional,
he has got to be able to
rely on his priest.

If he can't,
it's meaningless.

I would love to make
exceptions.

But what are we to do?

Some things we'll keep quiet,
and others we won't?

Father,

I'm a Catholic.

There is nothing godly in
covering up for a murderer...

and protecting somebody
who might kill again.

I'm sorry.
I can't help you.

[ Door Opens ]

We don't think
Roland Mapp is involved.

He's white-collar.
Nothing to indicate
he would hire a hit.

Jimmy is the witness
to put him away.

Yeah. But he would
know we know that.
It doesn't figure to be him.

They're letting you
in there?

They're not sure
if he can hear us.

If he can, it may be good,
according to the doctors.

You okay?

Jimmy said something about
maybe the priest could be
covering up for somebody else.

I don't think so.

He's the killer?

We're pretty sure.

You didn't do this,
did you?

Anything new?

Uh, Jimmy,
it's, uh, Eugene again.

Uh, now we're all here.

It's me, Lindsay.
I called your mother
and told her that you'd be okay.

She's coming back
from Florida to see you.

Ellenor, Spivak's here.

[ Machine Beeping ]

[ Beeping Continues ]

Just don't give up, Jimmy.
Don't give up.

Just tell me Mapp didn't
find out about this.

He couldn't be connected
to anything like this.

Are you okay?

Look, I'm gonna call you.

We have a meeting
set up with the D.A.
tomorrow, so--

I'll call.

Sure.

[ Lindsay ]
And if we get the loan,
which I know we will,

we'll be able to break through
the walls and maybe we can each
get our own private offices.

Eugene is so excited.

Jimmy, if you can hear me,
the doctors think it would be
best if you try to wake up.

Hey, Jimmy.
You know what?

Rebecca wants to
cut her hair again.

I do not. She's just saying that
because you're lying here
in a hospital bed.

She's trying to make you laugh.

Try to wake up, Jimmy.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Machine Beeping ]

Nothing?

He, uh--
He moves his feet
sometimes. Is--

Is that good?
Just neurological.

I'll be back
a little later.

[ Beeping Continues ]

Jimmy.

If you can hear me,

try to wake up.

If you could--

If you could try to wake up,
Jimmy, it would be best.

All your reflexes
and things are good.

There-- There isn't any
spinal injuries.

We just need you to wake up.

If you can hear me,
try blinking your eyes.

Try, Jimmy.

Bobby, maybe
we shouldn't push him.

The doctor says
the longer he stays under--

- What?
- He just squeezed my hand.

Well, it could have been
a reflex.

If you can hear me,
squeeze my hand again,
Jimmy.

One more time.
If you can hear me,
squeeze my hand.

Squeeze!

- He's squeezing my hand!
- Oh, my God!

He's squeezing my hand!
He can hear me!
He's squeezing my hand!

You hear me?
Is he awake?

Shh, shh, shh!
Wait, wait, wait.
We should wait.

- [ Bobby ]
It's a good sign, right?
- It's a great sign.

Now, I think we should
let him relax a little.

He will wake up
when he wakes up.

Just let him rest and sleep.

I think you should all
go get some rest.

No. I'm staying.

This kind of vigil
sometimes can be
stressful for a patient.

Well, I'll get rid
of everybody else, but, uh,

I'm staying.

All right.
You turn state on Mapp,

we agree to consider it
in sentencing.

We need something more formal
than consideration.

- I can't give it to you,
Ellenor.
- Your case isn't that tight.

Oh, it's tight enough.
And I'd rather lose him than
make a promise that we can't--

We're not completely sure
that he or Mapp aren't connected
with Jimmy being shot.

- I'm not.
- Fine. Turn state against Mapp.

We're done here.

No, we're not.

I don't care what the terms are.
I'm gonna plead guilty
to everything.

- Come on, Fred. Don't.
- You're fired.

Whatever you want.

You've got kids.
Yeah.

Who at some point need a reason
to feel proud of their father.

Or at least less ashamed.

Draw up the deal.

[ Machine Beeping ]

[ Door Opens ]
Mr. Donnell, is he okay?

I'm Barry Wall.
He'd just come
to see me before--

Is he gonna be all right?

We hope so.

Um, he-- he really
shouldn't see any visitors.

Oh, actually,
I thought I'd talk to you.

I, uh, didn't
tell the police this,

and I-- I don't know
how up to speed you are
with everything.

Well, I've been told
everything the police know.

What didn't you tell them?

Well, uh--

Uh,

Father Ryan is kind of
a connected guy.

And I'm afraid that
once Jimmy learned the truth,

even though he was his lawyer,

he might have
considered him a liability.

You're telling me
that the father
might have had Jimmy hit?

All I'll say:
This isn't a model priest.

[ Bobby ]
Well, Jimmy thought so. I mean,
he was-- he was sure of it.

He's really
gonna be all right?

[ Beeping Continues ]

[ Beeping Increases Speed ]

When's the last time
you saw Jimmy?

The church.

Ow!
[ Groans ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Screams ]

- [ Woman ]
What happened?
- Stay away or I drop him!

- You don't want to do this.
- Get the hell back!

- [ Screams ]
- Did you shoot him?

[ Screams ]

Did you shoot him?
You don't think
I'll drop you? Huh?

Answer me,
or you are out the window!

You don't think
I'm crazy enough?

Did you shoot him?
Yes!

[ Wall ]
Get off of me!
Stop him! Get off! Get off!

I got him.
I got him.

[ Man ]
He's all right.
He's all right.

[ Wall Groans ]

Let's go.

I'll be back for you,
Mr. Donnell.

- He shot Jimmy.
- What?

Jimmy. Jimmy can hear.
He made his hand into a gun.

Oh, God. You're bleeding.
You okay?

I'm okay. I'm fine.
And hopefully
not under arrest.

[ Jimmy ]
It's normal size.

[ Beeping Continues ]
Jimmy?

They all call me Big Head.
It's normal size.

I know it's a regular head.

Yeah, it is, Jimmy.

It's normal size.

- I'm in a hospital.
- Can-- Can you see me?

Oh, you look awful, Bobby.

[ Bobby Chuckles ]

But I, uh-- I feel good.

Oh, I feel terrible.
Oh, he shot me.

You're gonna be fine.
You're gonna be fine.

[ Mutters ]

His head's on me.

Get his head off of me.
Mine's normal size.

[ Bobby Chuckling ]

[ Door Buzzes ]

Barry Wall just confessed
to killing Donald Lawson.

He also confessed
to shooting Jimmy Berluti.

Thank God.

"Thank God"?

He went to that hospital...

probably to make sure
Jimmy didn't wake up.

The seal is sacred,
Ms. Gamble.

So is human life,
Father.

You're free to go.

This way.

[ Siren Wails ]

Drop that queen
of spades on me again,
and you are dead.

Stop trying to win the jack,
and maybe you won't
bite the queen.

Jimmy, stop
looking at my hand!

I wasn't looking.
You-You were
f-flashing it.

D-Don't play that.
Stop telling me
how to play.

I will tell you.
You're playing for me.
Ah--

[ Ellenor ] You were gonna
shoot the moon. Don't fool me.
Ooh!

[ Rebecca ]
If I wanted to fool you,
I'd be ambiguous.

Just play.
[ Rebecca Chuckles ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

That's some group.

Oh, yeah.

That's some group.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Woman ]
You stinker!