The Slap (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Aisha - full transcript
Aisha attempts to restore her marriage by going away with Hector, but their holiday does not go as planned.
(Rosie)
Previously on The Slap...
Why are you taking pictures
of my kid?
He has evidence, Gary.
We're not dragging Richie
into any part of this.
(Hector) It was just a kiss.
(Aisha) You had a relationship
with a teenage babysitter.
Richie was taking pictures
at the barbecue.
Yes.
(Connie) He has pictures
of Hugo being slapped.
The way you love your son is one
of the most beautiful things
I have ever seen in my life.
We need more evidence,
better witnesses, more proof.
Do us both a favor
and delete the photos.
Sometimes the court isn't
how you get what you want.
Are you telling us
we should just let this go?
None of the State,
nor the Defendant
wish to come to some sort
of an arrangement?
In that case,
we go to trial.
[Soft piano music]
You have been standing,
looking at this thing
- for 20 minutes.
- I can't stop staring at it.
- The bear.
- Hm.
It's not bad.
It's the best thing in the show,
is what it is.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
[Sighs]
I think it's a little,
tiny bit overwrought.
- God, are you a critic, or what?
- Hm.
- Oh, you're jealous.
- Mm.
A lot of big ideas,
but he hasn't done it yet.
He might, though,
if he stops drinking
and going to parties
and sleeping all day
and he plays tennis
and focuses,
ate right.
All you have here...
This is the daubings of a clown.
Well, I'm gonna buy it.
Well, that would be nice
if it was for sale, but it's not.
- How do you know?
- I painted it.
But you knew that, right?
Or is this my lucky day?
Both.
[Heavy breathing]
[Gentle music]
[Rosie sighs]
(Male narrator) After six fruitless
but exciting years in New York,
chasing careers in modeling,
publishing, fashion photography,
and a dalliance
with jewelry making,
Rosie had finally found
what she was looking for:
A great man,
a man who would love her,
support her,
and provide for her
in manner about
which she had always dreamt.
[Both breathing heavily]
(Gary) All right. Come on, guys.
He can't be late, Rosie.
It's his first day.
Are you excited
to go to school?
Yes,
but are you staying with me?
(Gary) Yeah, we will for a little while
just to make sure you're okay,
but your mommy
has an appointment,
and I'm gonna be around
the corner drawing,
'cause it's forbidden
for parents to see
what they're gonna do to you
in there.
[Laughs]
It's because you're a big boy.
(Gary) Is that okay?
- You nervous?
- No.
But I want to bring my spear
just in case.
In case of what?
You're not gonna need your spear
for anything.
My Aquaman spear.
I still think we should wait
till after the trial is over...
Why?
So we can bring in Harry's head
on a plate for show-and-tell?
Come on, big guy.
[Grunts]
(Gary) There we go.
[Hugo grunting, yelling]
(Rosie) It's okay.
You're gonna like it here.
You have three friends:
Byron, Lucas, and Molly.
Three more friends than I got,
kiddo.
You're gonna make Mommy proud.
- You're not coming in?
- Daddy is.
I'll be back to pick you up,
and you can tell me
all about your day.
[Growls]
Okay, Fido.
Let's go.
(Hugo) Does that mean
we're gonna have a dog?
No. No.
Oh, come on.
Please?
(Gary) No.
(Hugo) Even if I'm very good
going to class without you?
Way too long...
[Relaxing music]
[Laughs]
You're kidding me, right?
What?
You're gonna show up in court
looking like
you just came
from some ashram in Goa.
They're gonna laugh you
out of there.
All you're missing
is the patchouli.
I have to look like me, Anouk.
Come on.
You need to look
the exact opposite of you.
Okay,
what is that supposed to mean?
Like a serious person.
You just made it worse.
What does that mean?
Simple,
elegant cross around your neck,
dark, somber dress.
[Sighs]
God.
This is not a stupid TV show,
Anouk.
This is serious.
(Anouk) What are you gonna do
when the trial is over,
and Hugo goes to school,
and real life starts
to back up again?
Take a nap.
Why do you stay here?
Gary's always going on
about how everything's changed,
and "the rich" this
and "the rich" that.
And he's right.
Are you trying to get rid of me
just when you're about
to have a kid,
is that it?
Don't you want our children
to grow up together?
Yeah, you're right.
I just don't think
this city is helping
with all the rampant
brittle-ass craziness
that's soaked us all lately.
Mm.
You think New York
is making us crazy.
I'm not crazy.
I just have a child that was traumatized,
that's all.
Now, look at me.
Formidable, right?
(Anouk) Mm.
The D.A. will love it.
[Cell phone ringing]
Hi.
You better come down here.
Is everything okay with Hugo?
Define "okay."
[Soft jazz music]
I'm sure this
is just one of those days.
You know,
it's a period of adjustment at first.
That's what it sounds like.
This was an extended tantrum,
and not at all cooperating
with the teacher.
Well,
what was he being asked to do?
All Hugo was asked to do
was sit still for Quiet Time,
15 minutes at his desk,
and he wouldn't,
and when asked, he refused
and ran around grabbing toys
and yelling
and disturbing
the other children.
Well,
how would you like to be ordered
to randomly be quiet?
Rosie.
I'm... I'm sorry.
He's had a hard time lately.
We all have.
I think it's a little
post-traumatic stress from...
Hugo was slapped in the face
by a man a few months ago.
And it's been very bad.
We're about to go
to court for it.
This man is gonna go to jail.
And I think once Hugo knows
that he's safe,
he'll feel much more comfortable
in this world.
See, I'm trying to show him
how actions have consequences.
You understand?
I understand.
Perhaps Hugo will be ready
for us
after this is all resolved.
What do you mean?
Here at The Rain Tree,
we encourage our children
to socialize
in a positive, nurturing,
and safe environment, Mrs. Weschler.
It's about a community.
Maybe I should talk to him.
Where is he now?
(Woman)
He's in a time-out.
A what?
(Woman) He might have
been overstimulated.
Yes, he can be,
which is why we're hoping
that you'll work with us...
You don't understand.
We raised Hugo as an equal,
as someone who expects
a certain modicum of respect.
But this is not a time that...
I'm sure if you just give us
a chance,
just give him and us
another chance,
you will see that
he's a wonderful little boy.
Okay.
I can see that already,
Mrs. Weschler.
Julia,
could you bring Hugo Weschler to me,
please?
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I think Mrs. Weschler is right.
I think this may not be
the perfect situation for Hugo.
[Rosie sighs]
It wasn't the right place,
and it's not the right time.
Too much is happening.
This is supposed to be a really good school,
you know.
Please,
please be supportive for once.
Right. Okay.
I will be supportive.
Can I have some lollipops?
Lollipops.
Yeah,
we're not doing candy right now, Hugo.
Oh, come on, please.
The fun guy gives me some.
Who?
Rocco's daddy.
He always gives me some.
He always gives me candy
when we see him.
Please?
We never see him anymore.
The fun...
Do you mean Harry?
Harry who hit you?
Come on, Mom,
let's see if they have lollipops!
Just take him home, please.
I'm supposed to meet Charlie
Safin for lunch after this.
Who the hell is that?
Uh, my gallery owner,
or is making a living
no longer a priority?
I have a meeting
with the D.A.
Just do this, all right?
(Hugo) Come on, Mama!
Lollipops!
Lollipops!
Hold on.
(Bridget)
It's called discovery,
which means either side has
to reveal new evidence
to the other.
But it was five years ago.
What does this have to do
with someone hitting my son?
Nothing,
which is why I'm going to
petition to have it withdrawn.
But I need to know
what happened.
Or should I just go with
the official version of things?
It says you left Hugo at home
for several hours...
Alone.
I thought Gary
would be home sooner.
I just needed to get out,
to drive somewhere.
It was wrong.
You drove to Montauk.
It was like
someone drove me there,
someone other than myself.
[Soft dramatic music]
[Sniffles]
I had read about
postpartum depression.
But I guess you can read
about a car wreck
and never actually know
what it's like.
How did Child Protective
Services get involved?
Gary called the police.
He didn't know where I was.
He was trying to do
the right thing.
Okay.
Well,
we've got 48 hours
before we do this.
Let me try to kill it.
But it does raise
the question of
how would Thanassis
even know to look for this?
You think short-term,
you get short-term.
Yeah, fine.
Save me the lecture.
Let's pretend I convince
my partners in Shanghai
that they should
concern themselves
with purity of Manhattan
tap water.
What do I get back from you?
- L.O.H.
- Lack of headaches.
Great.
I'm being shaken down
by Greenpeace.
And a 15% subsidy on all future
retrofit materials,
courtesy of the city
of New York.
Hector, you're good,
too good for this crap.
Hey, Hector.
Rosie, hey.
Uh, is every...
This is... This is Rosie.
It's my wife's best friend.
Hello, wife's best friend.
Can you talk?
Uh, sure.
I'm just in the middle
of something.
I know.
I called your office,
but it's important.
Okay.
I'll just be a minute.
What's going on?
What did you do to me?
Excuse me, what did I do?
Harry's lawyers know about
my postpartum depression.
And I know for
a fact Aisha would never,
under any circumstances...
So what?
Oh, yeah.
I can imagine you telling Harry,
whispering in his ear.
- Is that what happened?
- No.
You're totally nuts right now.
And you'd think I'd ever condone
Thanassis exploiting you?
I tried to stop it,
so did my dad.
So what is this?
Are you deliberately trying to
destroy 20 years of friendship?
Because that's
what you're doing.
Yeah,
I have a meeting to get back to.
It's part of the job, actually,
Janice,
that you need to let me know
how many patients we have
ahead of time.
Just... It really affects how much
time I spend with each one.
Yeah, I just don't know
if I'm allowed to break in...
Oh, no.
You must.
Of course, yeah.
Just, if you buzz me,
then I'll have a...
Could you just pop
across the street,
get us a couple of flat whites?
- Sure.
- Yeah. Great.
Well, now I know why you left.
I haven't been able to sleep
thinking about what I did.
Well, I hope you haven't come
to ask me
for any sleeping pills.
No.
No, I just had to tell you
that nothing really happened.
You need to know
that Hector ended it
before it became anything.
Rosie told me
you're staying at Anouk's.
Well, it's what happens,
actually,
when things like this occur.
I made a terrible mistake
because I'm an idiot.
I ruined everything.
I'm so sorry.
I can't comfort you, Connie.
I know.
[Sniffs]
You need to get some sleep.
(Gary) Ah, look at this.
A group show
of emerging young artists.
The last thing New York needs,
other than more
filthy rich Europeans.
Oh, by the way,
I think we should
cancel our cable
and just use the guy next door,
the racist.
It's, like, 3 grand a year,
though.
You going to sleep?
Uh, maybe, yeah.
I don't know.
Because I was thinking
you need a suit for the trial.
Could go buy one in the morning.
I have a suit.
(Rosie) No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
Yes, I do.
It's slightly iridescent,
but the pants match the coat,
and that's what makes it a suit.
Yeah.
You were wearing it
when we first met.
(Gary)
Mm-hmm.
Had the painting
not been as good,
I would have walked right by.
Oh, yes.
I remember thinking, "Wait.
"Is the major blonde
dressed like Stevie Nicks
really looking at my painting?"
I was so nervous.
I was trying to come out
with something
that didn't sound
totally stupid.
Oh,
I think I took care of that part.
I remember thinking,
"It's really a self-portrait."
A self-portrait?
You thought I was a bear?
Yes.
I thought you were a bear.
Oh, that's a good one.
Good going.
I'm gonna go work.
[Soft dramatic music]
_
[Soft music]
[Buzzing]
Who is it?
(Rosie) Fiona?
It's Fiona, right?
It's Rosie.
Rosie Weschler.
Uh,
Richie works for me sometimes.
I got something for him.
[Buzzing]
- (Fiona) Rosie, hi. Come on in.
- Oh, Fiona.
I... I forgot to pay Richie,
and we're not seeing him this week,
so I just wanted to stop by.
Oh, so sweet.
He's here.
How's Hugo doing?
I think it changed him.
[Faint pop music]
(Richie) Look,
I know exactly why you're here,
and it's...
It's not to pay me
or to have a cup of coffee
and check in on me.
- Please, Richie.
- No.
You're here for the pictures
of the barbecue.
And I'm telling you
what I told Connie:
I'm not doing it.
- I'm not being a part of this.
- Richie.
Nobody's
standing up for my son.
You could exonerate.
They're insane.
Excuse that he was holding a bat...
If you have pictures...
This can't all be put on me.
Don't ask me again.
I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be rude.
But I can't be responsible
for someone going to prison.
(Fiona) Are you okay here?
I was just leaving.
[Sighs]
[Sighs]
Rosie!
Fiona.
You're trying to protect Hugo.
Yes.
Exactly.
I... I really...
So then you'll understand this,
from one mother to another.
I need you to stay away
from my son.
You have no idea
what he has been through.
What?
What do you mean?
I mean, you need to start
looking for another babysitter.
[Soft dramatic music]
[Sighs]
[Sniffling]
[Sighing]
[Engine turning over]
[Trunk slams shut]
I mean, this is really great
if you're looking for...
You found me the car
I was looking for, Harry.
I don't know how you do that.
[Chuckles]
(Harry) Yeah, that's my superhero skill,
you know?
It's so clean, original owner,
California car, no rust.
It's exactly
what you said you wanted.
Mm-hmm.
You've got to be joking.
Oh, hey, give me sec, will you?
Rosie.
(Rosie)
Could we talk for a second?
Please.
What could you possibly
want to say to me
that can't wait till court?
I think this has gotten
way out of hand.
I think that... They drop...
No, uh,
I talked to the prosecutor.
and if you plead no contest,
there'd be no...
It would end with no punishment,
just...
just... Just a record,
but no jail or anything.
No contest?
Isn't that what guilty people do
when a deal's been made?
Here's the problem:
I'm not guilty.
- Yes, but...
- Rosie...
[Sighs]
I'm sorry.
But you got to understand,
you and your husband dragged
our names in the newspapers,
in police blotters,
in the Post.
The Times,
they got this thing...
This really classy column
called "Crime Scene."
I was...
As far as my clientele
is concerned,
I'm a child beater.
I beat children.
I'm sorry.
It's too late.
I got to get my good name back,
and in court, I will do that.
[Sighs]
This is killing all of us.
I wish you'd thought of that
before.
I tried.
Hector tried.
But there's no going back now,
Rosie.
- We could both go...
- Rosie.
You did what you thought you had
to do to protect your family.
Now I'm doing what I have to do
to protect mine.
[Soft dramatic music]
Thanassis, it's Harry.
You are never gonna believe
who just paid me a visit.
"Weeks passed,
and the little rabbit grew very old and shabby.
"But the boy loved him
just as much.
"He loved him so hard
"that he loved
all his whiskers off.
"And the pink lining
to his ears turned grey.
- And his brown spots"...
- Hey.
Daddy!
- Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!
- Hello, little man.
Hello.
Why are you not already
in pajamas?
It is totally bedtime
for chimps.
Okay, go.
- Whoa.
- Go get ready for bed.
I'll come in and say good night
in a couple of minutes.
How was your day?
Just great.
Yeah?
Well, I got a call from Saltire.
Apparently Harry's lawyer's
immediately moved for dismissal
based on your little field trip.
What?
Of course, I couldn't say much,
'cause I didn't know
anything about it.
God.
How could you not know
that's the last thing
you're supposed to do?
Why didn't you at least talk
to me about it first?
Talk to you?
What, and be pummeled again
for fighting for our child?
That... That's me.
I don't care.
Right?
And you... What?
You get dressed up in your cute little outfit,
and you...
My what?
Go down there
and try to convince Harry
that you're the victim here.
- You are not!
- Said the greatest victim of all time.
How did you become this?
A man who's so inert, so lazy
that he can't even be bothered
to fight for
his own flesh and blood.
You may have just sunk
your own case.
You have no idea
what you're doing!
Maybe you should have been
watching our child,
instead of playing mind games
with a man
who's half as smart as you
and twice as successful.
Spoken by a true free spirit.
You are such a lie.
If only they knew.
[Soft dramatic music]
Mommy?
(Hugo) Are you and Daddy
fighting because of me?
No, my little carrot.
[Rosie grunts]
Stupid grown-up things,
just stupid little grown-up...
It's okay.
"He even began
to lose his shape.
"And he scarcely looked
like a rabbit anymore,
"except to the boy.
"To him,
he was always beautiful.
And that was all that
the little rabbit cared about."
"He didn't mind
how he looked to other people,
"because the nursery magic
had made him real.
"And when you're real,
shabbiness doesn't matter."
["The Door"
by Aloa Input playing]
♪ And it looks like you found
me there ♪
♪ This life is a maze ♪
♪ So you really wander ♪
[Soft indie rock music]
What do you think?
- What do I think of what?
- Uh, the painting.
Oh, is that what this is?
Just needed to make sure.
Right.
No.
What do I think?
I think there's no reason
to paint.
But we know this, right?
It doesn't put food
on the table.
It doesn't make you
or the people around you happy.
It's just this vestige
from a primordial time
when we scratched messages
onto walls,
hoping that
someone would see us.
And yet, we do.
And it's good.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Gary Weschler thinks I'm good?
Yes, he does.
(Aisha) Fractal.
Is that even a word?
I don't know.
It's a bunch of triangles,
isn't it?
Didn't the teacher try
and explain how to do it?
- No.
- Yeah.
He's having all kinds
of problems with fractals,
and I can't help.
Can you do it?
He's never gonna need it.
Well, yeah,
that might be the case,
but we don't want him to fail,
do we?
Never.
[Soft dramatic music]
(Bridget) In many ways,
this is a small case.
Blood wasn't spilled,
property wasn't damaged,
fortunes weren't lost.
But in another sense,
it is fundamental.
This case is about
our responsibility
as civil servants trusted
to ensure the well-being
of the people of New York,
to protect
our most precious asset:
Our children.
This is the story
of a happy family occasion
marred by an unforgivable act
of aggression
met on an innocent.
Hugo's scars may, indeed, heal,
but he stands in for children
throughout the five boroughs
of New York
who deserve the full protection
of the law,
just as Mr. Apostolou deserves
to be punished
to the full extent
those laws can provide.
(Thanassis) I agree with
my esteemed colleague.
This is, in fact,
about an unforgivable act of aggression.
But it was not met upon
a child,
but upon Mr. Apostolou himself,
who like his uncle, his cousin,
and like so many immigrants
who come to this country
asking for nothing more
than a fair shake,
instead, what is he getting
in this specious set
of charges?
Nothing less
than an assassination
of character,
unwarranted, immoral,
and unjust.
[Hugo grunting,
making sound effects]
- Give it back.
- (Woman) Okay.
Oh, no,
they're getting a diamond spear.
Don't.
Don't!
[Whining]
[Grunting]
Oh, no.
They're after me.
They're gonna pull out
my diamond spear.
(Bridget)
Dr. Cole,
did you tend to Hugo immediately
after he was slapped?
Moments later, yes, I did.
Can you tell the court
about his injuries?
Hugo was extremely upset.
He was crying hysterically.
And there was a mark on his face
at that time,
a pronounced one.
There was lividity there.
It was the...
It was the mark of a forceful slap:
Angry, red.
So I checked for signs
of concussion.
I checked his eyes,
which, though red from crying,
were otherwise normal.
It took him a long time
to calm down.
His cheek remained red
for some time.
And, I mean, certainly,
it was still red
when he left our home.
- And emotional scars?
- Objection.
Dr. Cole is not a psychologist,
nor, might I add,
a pediatrician.
Sustained.
(Bridget) Thank you, Doctor.
Nothing more at this time.
Your witness.
No further questions,
your honor.
(Judge Leguillou)
We'll take a half-hour recess.
[Gavel bangs]
Okay, question.
Why didn't you cross?
Because I didn't want
to hear her answers.
You look wonderful today,
my dear.
Thank you, Mano.
- Are you okay?
- I'll get through this.
Yes.
You will.
Think I put on some weight.
I adore you and Hugo,
and I am not gonna
let anything happen to us.
[Soft uplifting music]
(Bridget) How often have you been
to the Apostolous' for barbecues?
(Rosie) Oh, for awhile,
it was almost every weekend.
And you felt safe having
your son there?
Yes, of course.
Always.
(Bridget)
Even when Harry was there?
It's not that I ever thought
that Mr. Apostolou is a bad man.
He made me laugh sometimes,
even.
I didn't feel nervous around him,
no.
He is part of a family
that are like a family to me.
We've spent
Thanksgivings together.
We've been to their house.
And his wife is my friend.
There are times
that every parent
has to deal
with a child misbehaving.
But, somehow,
we find the strength to see past that
and love them.
And no one has the right
to usurp my position
in raising my child
and punishing him...
Nobody.
And now there's
a kind of fear in him.
There's a kind
of sadness or fear.
His drawings have changed.
One of the things he does, uh...
My husband's an artist.
And Hugo likes to stand
beside him and paint.
And now the imagery
is both violent and hectic.
And I have had... My husband...
My husband and I have
had to try to assure him
that the world isn't
a dangerous and violent place,
that he is safe.
He is safe.
But now he thinks I'm a liar.
Because now he knows
that the world isn't safe,
and that strange men
can just slap you
across the face
as you try and learn
to play baseball
with some other children.
Who is he to do that?
He had no right,
none.
[Crying]
Let's take a little recess,
please.
[Gavel bangs]
Thank you, Mrs. Weschler.
She just killed me.
Listen to me.
I know I promised you
that I would not go after
these people personally,
but I also promised that
I would keep Harry out of jail.
Now, are you okay with me doing
what I have to do?
You're going to lose this case.
Do you want me to win it?
Do whatever you have to.
[Gentle dramatic music]
(Thanassis)
Mrs. Weschler,
how long have you
and your husband been married?
Nine years.
And your husband has
had a history of alcohol issues,
is that not so?
Objection.
I don't see how this is relevant,
Your Honor.
(Thanassis)
Unfortunately, Your Honor,
it is very much
to the heart of the matter.
In her statement,
Mrs. Weschler claims
that her child suffers
trauma from the incident,
but I think
that the incident itself
does not tell the whole story
of what, in fact,
is happening in the life
of young Hugo Weschler.
He is being raised
surrounded by...
No.
He is within a culture
of very serious drinking,
I am afraid.
That isn't fair or accurate.
(Thanassis) And so it is my contention,
Your Honor,
that had Hugo's parents been
more in control,
this never would have happened.
Objection.
Calls for speculation.
Your Honor,
in the absence of any concrete evidence
that my client was not
protecting his own son,
which is, in fact, the case,
I am trying to create a picture
of the conditions precedent
to the event itself.
Go ahead.
Mrs. Weschler,
on that day,
were you drinking at all?
Well, I mean, yes.
It was wine.
Wine.
Okay.
Wine.
And do you happen to recall
how many glasses of wine you had?
[Sighs]
Um, if...
Three, maybe four.
Three,
maybe four glasses of wine.
And you are still breast-feeding,
aren't you?
Yes.
I am.
Mrs. Weschler,
do you breast-feed your son
to help him get to sleep?
(Rosie) Yes.
Even after consuming three
or four alcoholic drinks?
I wouldn't...
I wouldn't feed him
straight away.
I wouldn't...
Not...
And you breast-fed Hugo
at the barbecue
at certain points, did you not?
Yes, I did.
(Thanassis)
More than once, twice?
I'm sorry,
but you have to answer the question
so that it's on the record.
Yes, more than twice.
Mrs. Weschler,
do you know
how long it takes to metabolize
three or four glasses of wine
before it is safe
to breast-feed the child?
Several hours,
according to Mayo Clinic.
Maybe even up to 12.
I know this is very difficult,
and I'm sorry,
but I just have to ask you this:
Can you tell me how many drinks
your husband consumed that day?
I don't count Gary's drinks.
(Thanassis) And why is that?
I just...
I...
It's not good to...
What... Do you think maybe
more than three?
(Rosie) He might have.
[Sighs]
Yes, he would have.
So...
Who was supervising your child?
We were at a barbecue.
There were lots of adults.
We all take care of the kids.
Um, I think...
I think Richie was helping them
with the ball game.
Richie.
Ah, yes, Richie.
A friend of the babysitter,
Your Honor.
But neither you nor your husband
decided not to drink that day
so that at least one of you
could adequately supervise
your child.
Your Honor,
could the witness please be directed
to answer the question?
(Judge Leguillou) Mrs. Weschler,
you're obliged to answer.
We hadn't talked about it.
It was just...
It was understood.
What was understood?
(Rosie) That we would
both look after Hugo.
I mean, it was a barbecue.
But did you?
(Thanassis)
Did you take care of your child?
Mrs. Weschler,
did you abandon your child
when he was just an infant?
Objection.
(Thanassis) Your Honor,
this is very relevant.
It was to do
with the environment...
Objection.
(Thanassis)
In which that child grew up.
You abandoned your child
when he was seven months old.
[Gavel banging]
And you drove hours away.
You left your child
when he needed you the most!
[Gavel banging]
(Judge Leguillou)
Objection sustained!
You don't have to answer that.
[Gasping]
We're done, Your Honor.
No further questions.
[Gasping]
[Soft dramatic music]
I have something
that can fix this.
Permission to approach?
(Bridget) I'd like to
request a continuance,
a day or two.
For what?
(Bridget)
To enter new evidence.
_
Previously on The Slap...
Why are you taking pictures
of my kid?
He has evidence, Gary.
We're not dragging Richie
into any part of this.
(Hector) It was just a kiss.
(Aisha) You had a relationship
with a teenage babysitter.
Richie was taking pictures
at the barbecue.
Yes.
(Connie) He has pictures
of Hugo being slapped.
The way you love your son is one
of the most beautiful things
I have ever seen in my life.
We need more evidence,
better witnesses, more proof.
Do us both a favor
and delete the photos.
Sometimes the court isn't
how you get what you want.
Are you telling us
we should just let this go?
None of the State,
nor the Defendant
wish to come to some sort
of an arrangement?
In that case,
we go to trial.
[Soft piano music]
You have been standing,
looking at this thing
- for 20 minutes.
- I can't stop staring at it.
- The bear.
- Hm.
It's not bad.
It's the best thing in the show,
is what it is.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
[Sighs]
I think it's a little,
tiny bit overwrought.
- God, are you a critic, or what?
- Hm.
- Oh, you're jealous.
- Mm.
A lot of big ideas,
but he hasn't done it yet.
He might, though,
if he stops drinking
and going to parties
and sleeping all day
and he plays tennis
and focuses,
ate right.
All you have here...
This is the daubings of a clown.
Well, I'm gonna buy it.
Well, that would be nice
if it was for sale, but it's not.
- How do you know?
- I painted it.
But you knew that, right?
Or is this my lucky day?
Both.
[Heavy breathing]
[Gentle music]
[Rosie sighs]
(Male narrator) After six fruitless
but exciting years in New York,
chasing careers in modeling,
publishing, fashion photography,
and a dalliance
with jewelry making,
Rosie had finally found
what she was looking for:
A great man,
a man who would love her,
support her,
and provide for her
in manner about
which she had always dreamt.
[Both breathing heavily]
(Gary) All right. Come on, guys.
He can't be late, Rosie.
It's his first day.
Are you excited
to go to school?
Yes,
but are you staying with me?
(Gary) Yeah, we will for a little while
just to make sure you're okay,
but your mommy
has an appointment,
and I'm gonna be around
the corner drawing,
'cause it's forbidden
for parents to see
what they're gonna do to you
in there.
[Laughs]
It's because you're a big boy.
(Gary) Is that okay?
- You nervous?
- No.
But I want to bring my spear
just in case.
In case of what?
You're not gonna need your spear
for anything.
My Aquaman spear.
I still think we should wait
till after the trial is over...
Why?
So we can bring in Harry's head
on a plate for show-and-tell?
Come on, big guy.
[Grunts]
(Gary) There we go.
[Hugo grunting, yelling]
(Rosie) It's okay.
You're gonna like it here.
You have three friends:
Byron, Lucas, and Molly.
Three more friends than I got,
kiddo.
You're gonna make Mommy proud.
- You're not coming in?
- Daddy is.
I'll be back to pick you up,
and you can tell me
all about your day.
[Growls]
Okay, Fido.
Let's go.
(Hugo) Does that mean
we're gonna have a dog?
No. No.
Oh, come on.
Please?
(Gary) No.
(Hugo) Even if I'm very good
going to class without you?
Way too long...
[Relaxing music]
[Laughs]
You're kidding me, right?
What?
You're gonna show up in court
looking like
you just came
from some ashram in Goa.
They're gonna laugh you
out of there.
All you're missing
is the patchouli.
I have to look like me, Anouk.
Come on.
You need to look
the exact opposite of you.
Okay,
what is that supposed to mean?
Like a serious person.
You just made it worse.
What does that mean?
Simple,
elegant cross around your neck,
dark, somber dress.
[Sighs]
God.
This is not a stupid TV show,
Anouk.
This is serious.
(Anouk) What are you gonna do
when the trial is over,
and Hugo goes to school,
and real life starts
to back up again?
Take a nap.
Why do you stay here?
Gary's always going on
about how everything's changed,
and "the rich" this
and "the rich" that.
And he's right.
Are you trying to get rid of me
just when you're about
to have a kid,
is that it?
Don't you want our children
to grow up together?
Yeah, you're right.
I just don't think
this city is helping
with all the rampant
brittle-ass craziness
that's soaked us all lately.
Mm.
You think New York
is making us crazy.
I'm not crazy.
I just have a child that was traumatized,
that's all.
Now, look at me.
Formidable, right?
(Anouk) Mm.
The D.A. will love it.
[Cell phone ringing]
Hi.
You better come down here.
Is everything okay with Hugo?
Define "okay."
[Soft jazz music]
I'm sure this
is just one of those days.
You know,
it's a period of adjustment at first.
That's what it sounds like.
This was an extended tantrum,
and not at all cooperating
with the teacher.
Well,
what was he being asked to do?
All Hugo was asked to do
was sit still for Quiet Time,
15 minutes at his desk,
and he wouldn't,
and when asked, he refused
and ran around grabbing toys
and yelling
and disturbing
the other children.
Well,
how would you like to be ordered
to randomly be quiet?
Rosie.
I'm... I'm sorry.
He's had a hard time lately.
We all have.
I think it's a little
post-traumatic stress from...
Hugo was slapped in the face
by a man a few months ago.
And it's been very bad.
We're about to go
to court for it.
This man is gonna go to jail.
And I think once Hugo knows
that he's safe,
he'll feel much more comfortable
in this world.
See, I'm trying to show him
how actions have consequences.
You understand?
I understand.
Perhaps Hugo will be ready
for us
after this is all resolved.
What do you mean?
Here at The Rain Tree,
we encourage our children
to socialize
in a positive, nurturing,
and safe environment, Mrs. Weschler.
It's about a community.
Maybe I should talk to him.
Where is he now?
(Woman)
He's in a time-out.
A what?
(Woman) He might have
been overstimulated.
Yes, he can be,
which is why we're hoping
that you'll work with us...
You don't understand.
We raised Hugo as an equal,
as someone who expects
a certain modicum of respect.
But this is not a time that...
I'm sure if you just give us
a chance,
just give him and us
another chance,
you will see that
he's a wonderful little boy.
Okay.
I can see that already,
Mrs. Weschler.
Julia,
could you bring Hugo Weschler to me,
please?
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I think Mrs. Weschler is right.
I think this may not be
the perfect situation for Hugo.
[Rosie sighs]
It wasn't the right place,
and it's not the right time.
Too much is happening.
This is supposed to be a really good school,
you know.
Please,
please be supportive for once.
Right. Okay.
I will be supportive.
Can I have some lollipops?
Lollipops.
Yeah,
we're not doing candy right now, Hugo.
Oh, come on, please.
The fun guy gives me some.
Who?
Rocco's daddy.
He always gives me some.
He always gives me candy
when we see him.
Please?
We never see him anymore.
The fun...
Do you mean Harry?
Harry who hit you?
Come on, Mom,
let's see if they have lollipops!
Just take him home, please.
I'm supposed to meet Charlie
Safin for lunch after this.
Who the hell is that?
Uh, my gallery owner,
or is making a living
no longer a priority?
I have a meeting
with the D.A.
Just do this, all right?
(Hugo) Come on, Mama!
Lollipops!
Lollipops!
Hold on.
(Bridget)
It's called discovery,
which means either side has
to reveal new evidence
to the other.
But it was five years ago.
What does this have to do
with someone hitting my son?
Nothing,
which is why I'm going to
petition to have it withdrawn.
But I need to know
what happened.
Or should I just go with
the official version of things?
It says you left Hugo at home
for several hours...
Alone.
I thought Gary
would be home sooner.
I just needed to get out,
to drive somewhere.
It was wrong.
You drove to Montauk.
It was like
someone drove me there,
someone other than myself.
[Soft dramatic music]
[Sniffles]
I had read about
postpartum depression.
But I guess you can read
about a car wreck
and never actually know
what it's like.
How did Child Protective
Services get involved?
Gary called the police.
He didn't know where I was.
He was trying to do
the right thing.
Okay.
Well,
we've got 48 hours
before we do this.
Let me try to kill it.
But it does raise
the question of
how would Thanassis
even know to look for this?
You think short-term,
you get short-term.
Yeah, fine.
Save me the lecture.
Let's pretend I convince
my partners in Shanghai
that they should
concern themselves
with purity of Manhattan
tap water.
What do I get back from you?
- L.O.H.
- Lack of headaches.
Great.
I'm being shaken down
by Greenpeace.
And a 15% subsidy on all future
retrofit materials,
courtesy of the city
of New York.
Hector, you're good,
too good for this crap.
Hey, Hector.
Rosie, hey.
Uh, is every...
This is... This is Rosie.
It's my wife's best friend.
Hello, wife's best friend.
Can you talk?
Uh, sure.
I'm just in the middle
of something.
I know.
I called your office,
but it's important.
Okay.
I'll just be a minute.
What's going on?
What did you do to me?
Excuse me, what did I do?
Harry's lawyers know about
my postpartum depression.
And I know for
a fact Aisha would never,
under any circumstances...
So what?
Oh, yeah.
I can imagine you telling Harry,
whispering in his ear.
- Is that what happened?
- No.
You're totally nuts right now.
And you'd think I'd ever condone
Thanassis exploiting you?
I tried to stop it,
so did my dad.
So what is this?
Are you deliberately trying to
destroy 20 years of friendship?
Because that's
what you're doing.
Yeah,
I have a meeting to get back to.
It's part of the job, actually,
Janice,
that you need to let me know
how many patients we have
ahead of time.
Just... It really affects how much
time I spend with each one.
Yeah, I just don't know
if I'm allowed to break in...
Oh, no.
You must.
Of course, yeah.
Just, if you buzz me,
then I'll have a...
Could you just pop
across the street,
get us a couple of flat whites?
- Sure.
- Yeah. Great.
Well, now I know why you left.
I haven't been able to sleep
thinking about what I did.
Well, I hope you haven't come
to ask me
for any sleeping pills.
No.
No, I just had to tell you
that nothing really happened.
You need to know
that Hector ended it
before it became anything.
Rosie told me
you're staying at Anouk's.
Well, it's what happens,
actually,
when things like this occur.
I made a terrible mistake
because I'm an idiot.
I ruined everything.
I'm so sorry.
I can't comfort you, Connie.
I know.
[Sniffs]
You need to get some sleep.
(Gary) Ah, look at this.
A group show
of emerging young artists.
The last thing New York needs,
other than more
filthy rich Europeans.
Oh, by the way,
I think we should
cancel our cable
and just use the guy next door,
the racist.
It's, like, 3 grand a year,
though.
You going to sleep?
Uh, maybe, yeah.
I don't know.
Because I was thinking
you need a suit for the trial.
Could go buy one in the morning.
I have a suit.
(Rosie) No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
Yes, I do.
It's slightly iridescent,
but the pants match the coat,
and that's what makes it a suit.
Yeah.
You were wearing it
when we first met.
(Gary)
Mm-hmm.
Had the painting
not been as good,
I would have walked right by.
Oh, yes.
I remember thinking, "Wait.
"Is the major blonde
dressed like Stevie Nicks
really looking at my painting?"
I was so nervous.
I was trying to come out
with something
that didn't sound
totally stupid.
Oh,
I think I took care of that part.
I remember thinking,
"It's really a self-portrait."
A self-portrait?
You thought I was a bear?
Yes.
I thought you were a bear.
Oh, that's a good one.
Good going.
I'm gonna go work.
[Soft dramatic music]
_
[Soft music]
[Buzzing]
Who is it?
(Rosie) Fiona?
It's Fiona, right?
It's Rosie.
Rosie Weschler.
Uh,
Richie works for me sometimes.
I got something for him.
[Buzzing]
- (Fiona) Rosie, hi. Come on in.
- Oh, Fiona.
I... I forgot to pay Richie,
and we're not seeing him this week,
so I just wanted to stop by.
Oh, so sweet.
He's here.
How's Hugo doing?
I think it changed him.
[Faint pop music]
(Richie) Look,
I know exactly why you're here,
and it's...
It's not to pay me
or to have a cup of coffee
and check in on me.
- Please, Richie.
- No.
You're here for the pictures
of the barbecue.
And I'm telling you
what I told Connie:
I'm not doing it.
- I'm not being a part of this.
- Richie.
Nobody's
standing up for my son.
You could exonerate.
They're insane.
Excuse that he was holding a bat...
If you have pictures...
This can't all be put on me.
Don't ask me again.
I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be rude.
But I can't be responsible
for someone going to prison.
(Fiona) Are you okay here?
I was just leaving.
[Sighs]
[Sighs]
Rosie!
Fiona.
You're trying to protect Hugo.
Yes.
Exactly.
I... I really...
So then you'll understand this,
from one mother to another.
I need you to stay away
from my son.
You have no idea
what he has been through.
What?
What do you mean?
I mean, you need to start
looking for another babysitter.
[Soft dramatic music]
[Sighs]
[Sniffling]
[Sighing]
[Engine turning over]
[Trunk slams shut]
I mean, this is really great
if you're looking for...
You found me the car
I was looking for, Harry.
I don't know how you do that.
[Chuckles]
(Harry) Yeah, that's my superhero skill,
you know?
It's so clean, original owner,
California car, no rust.
It's exactly
what you said you wanted.
Mm-hmm.
You've got to be joking.
Oh, hey, give me sec, will you?
Rosie.
(Rosie)
Could we talk for a second?
Please.
What could you possibly
want to say to me
that can't wait till court?
I think this has gotten
way out of hand.
I think that... They drop...
No, uh,
I talked to the prosecutor.
and if you plead no contest,
there'd be no...
It would end with no punishment,
just...
just... Just a record,
but no jail or anything.
No contest?
Isn't that what guilty people do
when a deal's been made?
Here's the problem:
I'm not guilty.
- Yes, but...
- Rosie...
[Sighs]
I'm sorry.
But you got to understand,
you and your husband dragged
our names in the newspapers,
in police blotters,
in the Post.
The Times,
they got this thing...
This really classy column
called "Crime Scene."
I was...
As far as my clientele
is concerned,
I'm a child beater.
I beat children.
I'm sorry.
It's too late.
I got to get my good name back,
and in court, I will do that.
[Sighs]
This is killing all of us.
I wish you'd thought of that
before.
I tried.
Hector tried.
But there's no going back now,
Rosie.
- We could both go...
- Rosie.
You did what you thought you had
to do to protect your family.
Now I'm doing what I have to do
to protect mine.
[Soft dramatic music]
Thanassis, it's Harry.
You are never gonna believe
who just paid me a visit.
"Weeks passed,
and the little rabbit grew very old and shabby.
"But the boy loved him
just as much.
"He loved him so hard
"that he loved
all his whiskers off.
"And the pink lining
to his ears turned grey.
- And his brown spots"...
- Hey.
Daddy!
- Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!
- Hello, little man.
Hello.
Why are you not already
in pajamas?
It is totally bedtime
for chimps.
Okay, go.
- Whoa.
- Go get ready for bed.
I'll come in and say good night
in a couple of minutes.
How was your day?
Just great.
Yeah?
Well, I got a call from Saltire.
Apparently Harry's lawyer's
immediately moved for dismissal
based on your little field trip.
What?
Of course, I couldn't say much,
'cause I didn't know
anything about it.
God.
How could you not know
that's the last thing
you're supposed to do?
Why didn't you at least talk
to me about it first?
Talk to you?
What, and be pummeled again
for fighting for our child?
That... That's me.
I don't care.
Right?
And you... What?
You get dressed up in your cute little outfit,
and you...
My what?
Go down there
and try to convince Harry
that you're the victim here.
- You are not!
- Said the greatest victim of all time.
How did you become this?
A man who's so inert, so lazy
that he can't even be bothered
to fight for
his own flesh and blood.
You may have just sunk
your own case.
You have no idea
what you're doing!
Maybe you should have been
watching our child,
instead of playing mind games
with a man
who's half as smart as you
and twice as successful.
Spoken by a true free spirit.
You are such a lie.
If only they knew.
[Soft dramatic music]
Mommy?
(Hugo) Are you and Daddy
fighting because of me?
No, my little carrot.
[Rosie grunts]
Stupid grown-up things,
just stupid little grown-up...
It's okay.
"He even began
to lose his shape.
"And he scarcely looked
like a rabbit anymore,
"except to the boy.
"To him,
he was always beautiful.
And that was all that
the little rabbit cared about."
"He didn't mind
how he looked to other people,
"because the nursery magic
had made him real.
"And when you're real,
shabbiness doesn't matter."
["The Door"
by Aloa Input playing]
♪ And it looks like you found
me there ♪
♪ This life is a maze ♪
♪ So you really wander ♪
[Soft indie rock music]
What do you think?
- What do I think of what?
- Uh, the painting.
Oh, is that what this is?
Just needed to make sure.
Right.
No.
What do I think?
I think there's no reason
to paint.
But we know this, right?
It doesn't put food
on the table.
It doesn't make you
or the people around you happy.
It's just this vestige
from a primordial time
when we scratched messages
onto walls,
hoping that
someone would see us.
And yet, we do.
And it's good.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Gary Weschler thinks I'm good?
Yes, he does.
(Aisha) Fractal.
Is that even a word?
I don't know.
It's a bunch of triangles,
isn't it?
Didn't the teacher try
and explain how to do it?
- No.
- Yeah.
He's having all kinds
of problems with fractals,
and I can't help.
Can you do it?
He's never gonna need it.
Well, yeah,
that might be the case,
but we don't want him to fail,
do we?
Never.
[Soft dramatic music]
(Bridget) In many ways,
this is a small case.
Blood wasn't spilled,
property wasn't damaged,
fortunes weren't lost.
But in another sense,
it is fundamental.
This case is about
our responsibility
as civil servants trusted
to ensure the well-being
of the people of New York,
to protect
our most precious asset:
Our children.
This is the story
of a happy family occasion
marred by an unforgivable act
of aggression
met on an innocent.
Hugo's scars may, indeed, heal,
but he stands in for children
throughout the five boroughs
of New York
who deserve the full protection
of the law,
just as Mr. Apostolou deserves
to be punished
to the full extent
those laws can provide.
(Thanassis) I agree with
my esteemed colleague.
This is, in fact,
about an unforgivable act of aggression.
But it was not met upon
a child,
but upon Mr. Apostolou himself,
who like his uncle, his cousin,
and like so many immigrants
who come to this country
asking for nothing more
than a fair shake,
instead, what is he getting
in this specious set
of charges?
Nothing less
than an assassination
of character,
unwarranted, immoral,
and unjust.
[Hugo grunting,
making sound effects]
- Give it back.
- (Woman) Okay.
Oh, no,
they're getting a diamond spear.
Don't.
Don't!
[Whining]
[Grunting]
Oh, no.
They're after me.
They're gonna pull out
my diamond spear.
(Bridget)
Dr. Cole,
did you tend to Hugo immediately
after he was slapped?
Moments later, yes, I did.
Can you tell the court
about his injuries?
Hugo was extremely upset.
He was crying hysterically.
And there was a mark on his face
at that time,
a pronounced one.
There was lividity there.
It was the...
It was the mark of a forceful slap:
Angry, red.
So I checked for signs
of concussion.
I checked his eyes,
which, though red from crying,
were otherwise normal.
It took him a long time
to calm down.
His cheek remained red
for some time.
And, I mean, certainly,
it was still red
when he left our home.
- And emotional scars?
- Objection.
Dr. Cole is not a psychologist,
nor, might I add,
a pediatrician.
Sustained.
(Bridget) Thank you, Doctor.
Nothing more at this time.
Your witness.
No further questions,
your honor.
(Judge Leguillou)
We'll take a half-hour recess.
[Gavel bangs]
Okay, question.
Why didn't you cross?
Because I didn't want
to hear her answers.
You look wonderful today,
my dear.
Thank you, Mano.
- Are you okay?
- I'll get through this.
Yes.
You will.
Think I put on some weight.
I adore you and Hugo,
and I am not gonna
let anything happen to us.
[Soft uplifting music]
(Bridget) How often have you been
to the Apostolous' for barbecues?
(Rosie) Oh, for awhile,
it was almost every weekend.
And you felt safe having
your son there?
Yes, of course.
Always.
(Bridget)
Even when Harry was there?
It's not that I ever thought
that Mr. Apostolou is a bad man.
He made me laugh sometimes,
even.
I didn't feel nervous around him,
no.
He is part of a family
that are like a family to me.
We've spent
Thanksgivings together.
We've been to their house.
And his wife is my friend.
There are times
that every parent
has to deal
with a child misbehaving.
But, somehow,
we find the strength to see past that
and love them.
And no one has the right
to usurp my position
in raising my child
and punishing him...
Nobody.
And now there's
a kind of fear in him.
There's a kind
of sadness or fear.
His drawings have changed.
One of the things he does, uh...
My husband's an artist.
And Hugo likes to stand
beside him and paint.
And now the imagery
is both violent and hectic.
And I have had... My husband...
My husband and I have
had to try to assure him
that the world isn't
a dangerous and violent place,
that he is safe.
He is safe.
But now he thinks I'm a liar.
Because now he knows
that the world isn't safe,
and that strange men
can just slap you
across the face
as you try and learn
to play baseball
with some other children.
Who is he to do that?
He had no right,
none.
[Crying]
Let's take a little recess,
please.
[Gavel bangs]
Thank you, Mrs. Weschler.
She just killed me.
Listen to me.
I know I promised you
that I would not go after
these people personally,
but I also promised that
I would keep Harry out of jail.
Now, are you okay with me doing
what I have to do?
You're going to lose this case.
Do you want me to win it?
Do whatever you have to.
[Gentle dramatic music]
(Thanassis)
Mrs. Weschler,
how long have you
and your husband been married?
Nine years.
And your husband has
had a history of alcohol issues,
is that not so?
Objection.
I don't see how this is relevant,
Your Honor.
(Thanassis)
Unfortunately, Your Honor,
it is very much
to the heart of the matter.
In her statement,
Mrs. Weschler claims
that her child suffers
trauma from the incident,
but I think
that the incident itself
does not tell the whole story
of what, in fact,
is happening in the life
of young Hugo Weschler.
He is being raised
surrounded by...
No.
He is within a culture
of very serious drinking,
I am afraid.
That isn't fair or accurate.
(Thanassis) And so it is my contention,
Your Honor,
that had Hugo's parents been
more in control,
this never would have happened.
Objection.
Calls for speculation.
Your Honor,
in the absence of any concrete evidence
that my client was not
protecting his own son,
which is, in fact, the case,
I am trying to create a picture
of the conditions precedent
to the event itself.
Go ahead.
Mrs. Weschler,
on that day,
were you drinking at all?
Well, I mean, yes.
It was wine.
Wine.
Okay.
Wine.
And do you happen to recall
how many glasses of wine you had?
[Sighs]
Um, if...
Three, maybe four.
Three,
maybe four glasses of wine.
And you are still breast-feeding,
aren't you?
Yes.
I am.
Mrs. Weschler,
do you breast-feed your son
to help him get to sleep?
(Rosie) Yes.
Even after consuming three
or four alcoholic drinks?
I wouldn't...
I wouldn't feed him
straight away.
I wouldn't...
Not...
And you breast-fed Hugo
at the barbecue
at certain points, did you not?
Yes, I did.
(Thanassis)
More than once, twice?
I'm sorry,
but you have to answer the question
so that it's on the record.
Yes, more than twice.
Mrs. Weschler,
do you know
how long it takes to metabolize
three or four glasses of wine
before it is safe
to breast-feed the child?
Several hours,
according to Mayo Clinic.
Maybe even up to 12.
I know this is very difficult,
and I'm sorry,
but I just have to ask you this:
Can you tell me how many drinks
your husband consumed that day?
I don't count Gary's drinks.
(Thanassis) And why is that?
I just...
I...
It's not good to...
What... Do you think maybe
more than three?
(Rosie) He might have.
[Sighs]
Yes, he would have.
So...
Who was supervising your child?
We were at a barbecue.
There were lots of adults.
We all take care of the kids.
Um, I think...
I think Richie was helping them
with the ball game.
Richie.
Ah, yes, Richie.
A friend of the babysitter,
Your Honor.
But neither you nor your husband
decided not to drink that day
so that at least one of you
could adequately supervise
your child.
Your Honor,
could the witness please be directed
to answer the question?
(Judge Leguillou) Mrs. Weschler,
you're obliged to answer.
We hadn't talked about it.
It was just...
It was understood.
What was understood?
(Rosie) That we would
both look after Hugo.
I mean, it was a barbecue.
But did you?
(Thanassis)
Did you take care of your child?
Mrs. Weschler,
did you abandon your child
when he was just an infant?
Objection.
(Thanassis) Your Honor,
this is very relevant.
It was to do
with the environment...
Objection.
(Thanassis)
In which that child grew up.
You abandoned your child
when he was seven months old.
[Gavel banging]
And you drove hours away.
You left your child
when he needed you the most!
[Gavel banging]
(Judge Leguillou)
Objection sustained!
You don't have to answer that.
[Gasping]
We're done, Your Honor.
No further questions.
[Gasping]
[Soft dramatic music]
I have something
that can fix this.
Permission to approach?
(Bridget) I'd like to
request a continuance,
a day or two.
For what?
(Bridget)
To enter new evidence.
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