Previously on "L.A. Law"...
Tommy, I want to have a baby.
Aw, well, you'll make a terrific mother.
With you.
No one should become a parent unless they're ready.
-Now I know what to do.
-Seems clear.
-Crystal.
-You shouldn't have the baby
-with Roxanne.
-I'm having the baby with Roxanne.
I love the script.
You're always on my mind.
-Mr. Flicker.
-Becker.
-Sorry I'm late.
-Stop with the excuses. Sit, sit, sit.
Oh, this is some studio you have here,
certainly no shortage of beautiful women.
I'm ready to write my book.
I intend to strike while the iron is hot.
GWEN: First the flowers, then the glass slipper.
DANIEL: It must be the guy you said was watching you in court.
GWEN: Or it could be anyone, right?
-Can you help me?
-Yeah.
BENNY: Little Red Riding Hood.
I'm gonna have it with me all the time.
If those guys that att*cked me ever come around,
I'll be ready.
Draw!
♪♪
When you sauntered into this office,
I knew you were just another
bun dusting downtown attorney.
You're too smart, Sydney.
I have to protect my boss.
You're loyal.
That's a rare quality.
[moaning]
Arnie, what's the hurry?
I
-
- I don't want Ben Flicker
catching me with my pants down.
Not this early.
It's his morning to see the nutritionist.
Sydney, just between us,
is there anyone out to s*ab Ben Flicker in the back?
Why s*ab someone in the back
when you can simply rip their heart out.
-How does this feel?
-Ah, oh, oh, please, please, Sydney.
Arnie, what is the problem?
When we made love, I never even felt you let go.
I didn't, I didn't.
[stammering] I'm trying to stay on a schedule.
I need to preserve my yang essence.
By age , a man's potency begins declining.
Dr. Sun Tsu Mo believed that
ejaculations should be limited to twice a month.
Twenty
-four orgasms? Even during leap year?
Dr. Sun lived to be .
Well, I bet Mrs. Sun
never stroked the good doctor on a full moon.
[gasping]
Who wants to live to be anyway?
♪♪ [theme]
♪♪
I know you're headed for the dentist,
but I need two copies of this as soon as you get back.
Okay.
But I really should go. Lincoln, too.
If he poops in the office again,
Douglas won't let me bring him to work.
Benny.
Benny. When I gave you this dog,
you promised to get him a license.
Why? He can't even see over the steering wheel.
[chuckling]
That was Stuart's joke.
-We had a deal.
-I know.
Well, I haven't had time.
-I will. I promise.
-All right.
Come on, Lincoln, let's go for a walk.
No, not that way.
Okay.
-Jonathan.
-Yeah.
-Can I ask a question?
-sh**t.
Is everybody afraid of the dentist?
[chuckles] Haven't you seen "The Marathon Man"?
No, Dr. Cederbaum,
he's putting in a new tooth here,
and I asked Roxanne and she said insurance would pay.
Sure, just make sure your dentist gives nitrous.
You know, laughing gas.
Laughing gas?
So he won't hurt you.
Oh, laughing gas.
That's silly. [laughs]
Nobody move. My watch is missing,
and I want it returned now.
No one leaves this office until that watch is
securely tucked back inside my pocket.
Come on, Douglas. Lincoln hears the call of the wild.
All right, the dog can go.
You want to play hardball, fine.
But if that watch isn't returned by
-
-
by end of business this afternoon,
you'll rue the moment we met.
Have a nice day.
Hi. I'm Melina Paros.
Hi. Ann Kelsey. Welcome to McKenzie Brackman.
Great having another woman to help balance the scales.
Thank you.
Do these staff meetings usually last long?
I've got a pre
-lim in minutes.
You shouldn't have a problem.
Mm.
Like some papaya?
Oh, no, thanks, it's j
-
-
You're in my seat.
Oh. Seats are assigned?
No, it's just this is where I always sit.
Oh. Well, I'm a little spread out.
Do you mind taking another seat?
Of course not.
Ann, you're in my seat.
-Take another.
-Why?
To give you a different outlook.
Melina Paros, Arnold Becker.
Oh... Read your resume. Very impressive.
-Arnie, you're in my chair.
-Ann's in mine.
-Sit there.
-JONATHAN: But this
-
-
Jonathan, just sit.
Melina Paros, Jonathan Rollins.
I hear you're a great litigator.
-Hey, you're in my chair.
-Arnie's in mine.
-Ann's in mine.
-Stuart, just sit anywhere and don't ask questions.
-Not even, who are you?
-Melina Paros.
-Stuart, slide over.
-Ask Jon.
-Ask Arnie.
-Ask Ann.
-Ask Melina.
-Who's Melina?
Paros. Would it help if I wore a name tag?
Is there a reason why everyone has changed seats?
If I knew what time it was, I'd say we wasted enough of it.
Let's begin.
Oh, Melina, please, join us. Sit.
Sit anywhere you'd like.
Thank you, Leland.
By now, I'm sure most of you have met our new associate,
Melina Paros.
Granted, our hiring procedure was a bit unorthodox,
but the opportunity to lure her from
the Attorney General's office
was a coup not to be missed.
I take this opportunity to extend a warm welcome.
Thank you very much.
I'll do my best to fit in.
[applause]
Welcome.
Hey.
I thought you had a trial today.
Defendant woke up this morning and found his god.
-Pled guilty.
-Hallelujah.
On my way back from court I couldn't resist stopping by.
Roxanne,
I had a wonderful night with you at the Edgewater.
-Me, too.
-No, I mean, I
-
-
I really enjoyed myself,
and not just because we made love.
Tommy, I'm trying to get pregnant,
and you helping me
is strictly business.
Strictly business?
Tom. Tom. Have you heard from Zoey?
Why do you ask me that every time we bump into each other?
Oh, hey, I just wanted to drop her a line, that's all.
Forget I asked.
Roxanne,
my things are making their way across town
-
-
Which, for as slow as it's going,
might as well be cross country.
I'll be sure the movers make
the last feet to your office.
Thank you.
You're working here now?
How'd you bamboozle your way into this job?
The same way I bamboozled my way into the last job,
I got 'em all fooled, Mullaney.
Not me.
You two know each other?
Yeah, from this bogus child abuse charge.
You shoulda had the guts to prosecute that case
when the DA threw it on your desk.
Hey, guts had nothin' to do with this,
the facts don't add up, the mother's not guilty.
You wanna hear my side? Come to the preliminary hearing.
Are you actually proceeding?
It's my last case for the Attorney General.
Goin' out with a bang. Good luck.
I don't need luck.
Tommy, you could be a little nicer,
it's Melina's first day.
Do you have to take everything so personally?
Yeah, yeah, I know for you, everything's strictly business.
And that's the last time I saw Ward Bond
or Abby Singer on my movie lot,
so help me God.
[laughing]
So tell me, uh,
what'd you find out from my Sydney?
That I have very little self control.
Enough nonsense.
Actually, sir, with all due respect,
I don't believe your assistant
is spreading rumors around town.
Of course, she isn't.
Well, then, why was it so important that I sleep with her?
Because she's a greatschtup.
I knew you two would hit it off.
Ben, listen,
our relationship goes way back.
-Two weeks.
-Seems longer.
If I'm to help you push World Wide Studios into the black,
you need to level with me.
You want the truth? Which version?
Okay.
These last few years
haven't been banner box office bonanzas for my studio.
Not long ago, I had to raise capital
and take on a silent partner,
aschnoorer who turned out to be not so silent
when it came to women and running around.
You're referring to Eric Schuller?
In the middle of his divorce,
Schuller falls for a girl half his age.
Things get ugly, promises aren't kept,
Schuller's wife finds out, she cries wolf,farshteysht?
-Not yet.
-Blackmail.
The wife knows things.
If she demands an audit,
I might as well put World Wide's books
up in skywriting.
You have something to hide?
Who doesn't?
Eh, a deal here, a favor there,
fondling everywhere.
I'm not always proud, but you gotta keep the wheel greased,
after all, I'm still in business, right?
What do you want me to do?
Try talking sense to Schuller's wife,
stall this divorce.
Otherwise, we all lose.
I'll give it a sh*t. What if I can't?
Then you're not the man I thought you were.
Ben.
[indistinct chatter]
[knocking]
Tell me honestly. I can take it.
What you have written is completely devoid of emotion.
Who cares about the legals?
Readers want to know about the people
locked behind those prison bars.
Now, frankly, this is very poor storytelling.
Kick a partner when he's down, why don't you?
[intercom beeps]
Yes?
Here?
Just a moment.
Roger Beekman is out front.
We shared a cell at county.
I told him to look me up when he was released.
So?
He believed me.
Now, Douglas, what about your promise?
"I promise to pull at least one man
from the river Styx."
You can't turn that man away.
Of course not. The receptionist will do that.
[sighs] All right.
I'll see what he wants.
I'll be right with you.
-Where is he?
-How ya been, Fender?
Roger. [chuckles] Oh.
Gee. Um, let's talk in my office.
Great.
You know, you're lookin' pretty good.
Hi. I'll sign for that.
Roxanne!
-Roxanne.
-Thanks.
I don't know what happened.
Benny, I can't understand you.
The dentist gave my mouth a sh*t.
A sh*t? Oh, Novocain.
He's gone. He ran away.
Who ran away, the dentist?
No, Lincoln. Coming back, he got loose.
I stopped at a novelty shop and left him outside.
Oh... come on with me, we'll make some phone calls.
This is all that's left.
We'll find him, I promise.
-Roxanne, we gotta hurry.
-Gwen, this is for you.
Oh, thanks, Rox, for signing.
Please, I gotta find Lincoln.
-Hey.
-Hey.
Another package? What'd you get this time?
I don't know, something stinky in here.
Oh, the sme
-
- smells awful.
[screams]
Oh. Oh, God!
Ugh.
Blood never comes out.
I think we should leave the stain there
as a warning to clients.
This isn't funny, Jonathan.
Now, you are gonna have to go to the police and report this.
Sending a human heart, isn't that against the law?
Looked more like an animal heart, actually.
How would you know the difference?
Before my brother flunked out of vet school,
he used to bring home specimen jars.
Come on, let's go into my office.
Okay. Here's the address of the animal shelter.
Yeah, are you sure Lincoln's safe?
I told you, Benny, they have a lot of dogs,
You just have to go pick out Lincoln.
You mean, you aren't coming with me?
Oh, want me to?
Rox, little hand here.
If you want to wait.
No. I'll go myself.
It's may fault.
Okay.
Helping you find work is harder than I thought.
Unfortunately, you're an ex con,
and check kiting is hardly a marketable skill.
People never forget.
Don't take it so hard.
The wonderful thing about humanity is,
eventually, they let anyone in.
[chuckles]
-Your dad?
-Yes.
He founded this firm.
Looks worried.
[chuckles] Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
My father was the most confident man on the face of the Earth.
Well, his eyes seem troubled.
-Really?
-Mm
-hm.
I lost my pocket watch today.
Passed from generation to generation.
Father loved it. He was a punctual man.
-A time for everything
-
-
-[intercom beeps]
Yes?
I'll be right there.
Uh, that's my cue to exit.
I haven't helped you find a job.
But you've done your best.
Now, it's onto my next destination.
Where's that?
[chuckles] I don't know.
You were my first stop.
-I was?
-Absolutely.
Hey, even though I had the upper bunk at county,
I looked up to you.
You weren't afraid to stand your ground.
He did have his bad days.
Roger...
wait here.
This meeting won't take long.
You and I, we'll work out something.
Lord knows, he wasn't the easiest man in the world to please,
or call Father.
But he loved you. I can tell.
[door opens, closes]
Dr. Voorhees, tell me about the night
Mrs. Hastings brought her daughter to the emergency room.
The month old child presented with a high fever,
congested lungs, and an ear infection.
What was your initial diagnosis?
Pneumonia. However, that wasn't my main concern.
-Go on, please.
-Mrs. Hastings' daughter
was severely underweight at only nine pounds.
An
-month
-old, even in the th percentile,
should weigh almost twice that.
And what else raised your suspicions?
Objection. Leading the witness.
MELINA: I'll rephrase.
Was there anything else out of the ordinary
about the child's condition?
She had puncture marks on her thigh
surrounded by bruises, as though someone had
squeezed the leg and stuck it repeatedly
-with a
-
- with a needle.
-MELINA: Anything else?
VOORHEES: A severe red rash on her left arm,
resembling a chemical burn.
Did you question Mrs. Hastings about your concern?
Yes, but for me, her answers didn't measure up,
especially in light of the child's condition.
In my judgment, Mrs. Hastings' daughter
was being neglected at home,
probably abused.
At that point, I had an obligation
to report to Social Services.
Thank you. No further questions.
Dr. Voorhees, you said there were puncture marks on the child's thigh.
Seven, eight. They appeared to be deliberate.
Not possibly, as Mrs. Hastings tried explaining that night,
'caused by straight pins mistakenly left in newly purchased pajamas?
-It's possible, however
-
-
-ATTORNEY: Is it also possible
that the bruises were caused when,
as Mrs. Hastings also tried explaining that night,
she firmly held her daughter's leg
and swabbed those punctures with alcohol?
-Yes, but
-
-
-And finally, is it possible,
as Mrs. Hastings also tried explaining,
that her daughter crawled onto the kitchen floor,
which at the time was wet with ammonia and cleanser,
thus causing the rash on her leg?
-Possible.
-You are currently on an internship rotation
in the emergency room, is that correct?
-Yes.
-Must be a stressful situation.
How many hours had you been on duty
the night Mrs. Hastings brought her daughter in for care?
Twenty
-three, I was working a double shift.
Is it possible that you jumped to conclusions about Mrs. Hastings,
about alleged neglect and abuse;
that you were exhausted by the demands of a double shift?
Objection. This is speech
-making.
Counselor, ask your question.
Is it possible that
in your eagerness to be a good doctor,
you jumped the g*n, called Social Services,
and had Mrs. Hastings' daughter taken away for no good reason,
-is that possible?
-Anything is possible,
-but in my opinion
-
-
-Thank you. Nothing further.
It's always a treat to get out.
Of course, some day, all this will be yours.
Really? What makes you think so?
It's the natural chain of events set in motion
by Mr. Schuller's alleged infidelity.
You're threatening to open up the World Wide books.
That sounds like blackmail.
Ah, come now, Mrs. Schuller.
Beatrice.
Do you believe in fate, Mr. Becker?
I believe for every action, there's a reaction.
Exactly, so when my husband cheated on me,
naturally, I confronted him,
we argued, I ended up sailing down a flight of stairs.
He swears it was an accident,
but he swears about a lot of things.
Have you met my husband, Mr. Becker?
No, ma'am.
Here's a warning. When push comes to shove,
make sure you're on firm footing.
Otherwise, he'll cr*pple you, too.
Beatrice,
time to talk turkey.
What exactly do you want out of all this?
You're Ben Flicker's attorney.
Surely he must have told you.
Mr. Flicker's not about to give you
a controlling share of his studio.
That man will stop at nothing to keep his fantasy alive.
This town, this industry, has passed him by,
so he needs young Turks like you
to be his foot soldiers, to do his bidding.
Don't take anything you see here at face value.
Remember that, Mr. Becker.
Good day.
Aren't we having lunch?
No, not today.
At least let me help you back to the limo.
This may come as a surprise to you,
but I am able to take care of myself.
Goodbye.
And as the cell door slammed shut
-
-
Just what do you think you're doing?
Oh, nothing.
Here I am, putting myself on the line,
inviting you inside the inner sanctum
of my professional life,
and this is what I get in return?
Invasion of privacy, petty theft,
God knows what's in your pockets.
-You don't understand
-
-
-Boy, oh, boy.
You can take the con out of the joint,
but that's where it stops, huh?
I never trusted you, mister, not for one minute.
-Fender
-
-
-Don't Fender me.
Get out.
You're probably responsible for
the theft of my watch as well, Mr. Stickyfingers.
-Come on, Heidi.
-[dog barks]
-Let's go, girl.
-[dog barks]
Excuse me. I'm trying to find my dog.
Name on the tag?
No, there's no tag. He's called Lincoln,
'cause Stuart said Colorado would be a stupid name.
You own this dog?
No, we found him, but then I lost him.
Roxanne called.
Look, I don't know what you're talking about,
but if you want to adopt, here's a form.
[phone rings]
-Shelter.
-Lincoln?
No, no, no, don't bring him down here now.
-Hey.
-Lincoln!
Hey!
Hey!
[dogs barking]
Lincoln?
Lincoln.
Lincoln.
[barking]
There you are. Hi.
-Hey.
-This is
-
-
This is my dog.
Don't you listen, drool bucket?
I told you to wait.
This
-
- This is Lincoln.
He's got no ID. How you gonna prove it?
Well, uh, let him out, and he'll come to me.
So will every other dog in this place.
Besides, that one there has got a bad temperament.
-He tried biting me.
-Lincoln wouldn't bite.
Look, if that pooch is still here when you come back,
he's all yours. Hm?
Where would he go?
Don's honest Bluth, all dogs go to Heaven.
If no one adopts, we put him to sleep.
-You what?
-We k*ll him.
Now, be a sport, will you, please?
-I want to go home, huh?
-[barking]
You could k*ll him? You can't.
Please, don't k*ll my dog.
Please, please, don't k*ll my dog. Please!
-Please don't k*ll my dog.
-[barking]
Please. Lincoln!
♪♪
Hurry, Stuart.
We're gonna get there too late.
Benny, I rescued Lincoln once before,
and I'm gonna do it again, now, don't worry.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Stuart, you still owe me a written statement.
-Please, not now.
-Uh, tomorrow, okay?
It's a date. I don't want those punks
who b*at you up makin' bail.
Hi.
Oh, no more gifts.
Wait'll you see what's inside.
Tommy, get this away from me.
Wow. Gwen!
Took me a long time to wrap this.
-This is from you?
-Yeah. It's for Rox.
Oh. Uh...
I
-
- Tommy, I'm so
-
- I'm so sorry, I
-
-
Uh
-
- Excuse me.
Hey, good lookin'.
Hey, yourself.
You worked here for two years and now I can't shake you.
Sometimes you have to leave to see what you left behind.
Does that make any sense?
-Not really.
-Good.
Because I haven't been making sense lately.
I'm... smitten?
I mean, that's a word I've never even used before,
I'm not even sure I know what it means even,
but... smitten feels right.
This is for you. Go ahead, open it.
It's a robe from the Edgewater hotel.
Our first night together.
So, you have plans for lunch?
This isn't about lunch, Tommy.
I think we should keep our regular appointment.
But, uh, I don't want to become romantic.
And
-
- And you stopping in here
and bringing me gifts really throws me off.
Last thing I want to do is to throw you off.
See ya.
-Hi.
-Hi.
-How ya doin'?
-I'm, uh, great.
Gwen, you gotta try to put all this behind you.
If someone sent you a glass slipper,
a red cape and a bloody heart
-
-
God knows what I'll get on Valentine's Day
-
-
how could you put that behind you?
For the past two weeks every night at midnight,
my phone rings, I pick it up,
I hear clocks striking on the other line,
and then the line goes dead.
Can you put a trace on the phone?
I suppose, I just
-
- I was determined
not to let this get the best of me,
but it is finally just wearing me down.
I don't want to upset you
-
-
You can't upset me any more than I already am.
But whoever is stalking you
-
-
You think somebody is stalking me?
I don't know.
But whoever it is must be working here in this office.
Great, you think I'm being stalked by someone that works here at the office.
That's great, thanks a lot, Ann.
Gwen, think about it for a minute.
Who else could know so much about your comings and goings,
your
-
- your daily routine, your court dates?
You must have some notion of who this could be.
Actually, I
-
- I do.
Who?
Stuart.
Nobody around here
has been acting weirder than your husband.
[door opens]
-[coughing]
-[indistinct chatter]
How did you find me?
It wasn't easy.
May I sit down?
Good book?
Missin' the last chapter.
But that's fine.
I enjoy making up my own endings.
Listen, I'm sorry I troubled you.
I won't bother you again, Douglas.
Call me Fender.
I listened to this tape.
The story you tell, is it yours?
I had nothing else to do while I was waiting in your office.
The recorder was just sittin' there,
so I figured, why not?
The narrative is wonderful, touching.
It even bears a remarkable resemblance to my own adolescence.
Two men who share a six by nine room have no secrets.
Where did you learn to tell such moving stories?
I didn't.
It's just something I can do, like, uh
-
-
You know, like
-
- like this.
[fingers cracking]
I have an idea. Come with me.
Can we eat first?
Sure.
Dr. Peretsky, how long have you been
Mrs. Hastings' pediatrician?
-Three months.
-And during that time,
how would you describe her daughter's health?
Generally speaking, I'd have to say poor.
ATTORNEY: Why is that, in your opinion?
PERETSKY: Mrs. Hastings' daughter suffers from
a medical condition commonly referred to as
a failure to thrive.
Would you explain exactly what is a failure to thrive?
There is no precise medical definition,
however, typically, it refers to a child who,
despite repeated attempts,
refuses to eat and thus gain weight.
What are some causes of this condition?
Food allergies,
inability to break down certain carbohydrates,
fussiness.
The cause often remains a mystery.
Have you been encouraged by Mrs. Hastings' efforts
-on her daughter's behalf?
-PERETSKY: Unquestionably.
Karen Hastings is tireless in her crusade
for little Janie's life.
She rarely leaves her side.
As a single parent,
her efforts are even more extraordinary.
ATTORNEY: Dr. Peretsky,
have you ever seen Karen Hastings
behave in any way other than as a loving, caring mother?
No, I haven't.
ATTORNEY: No further questions, your honor.
JUDGE: Your cross, Miss Paros.
I'm ready, your honor.
Dr. Peretsky, you described Ms. Hastings
as tireless in her efforts on her daughter's behalf.
What do you mean?
Karen often detects symptoms early,
and brings them to my attention.
She used to be a nurse
and has exceptional diagnostic skills.
Which makes me wonder why Mrs. Hastings' first child
-d*ed mysteriously
-
-
-Objection, irrelevant and highly prejudicial.
Where are you headed, Miss Paros?
It goes to a pattern of abuse, your honor.
I have here the coroner's report
for the death of Colin Hastings.
Overruled. Watch yourself, counselor.
Introducing people's exhibit four.
Doctor, would you mind reading the cause of death?
"Gastroenteritis caused by severe dehydration leading to coma."
MELINA: Thank you. Now, tell me,
wouldn't someone with, as you say,
exceptional diagnostic skills,
have been able to spot this condition
before it resulted in the death of a child?
Doctors are not perfect, Miss Paros,
neither are nurses, nor mothers,
not even lawyers.
We all make mistakes, that doesn't make us criminals.
Thank you. No further questions.
[speaking Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
Ahh![laughs]
Ben?
Ah, Becker. Talk to me.
Uh, we really should speak in private.
Attorney/client confidentiality
doesn't meanbupkis,
besides, Kimiko doesn't speak a word of English.
Whoo, it's warm in here.
Yeah. Take off your jacket, you're starting toshvitz.
Tell me what you found out.
Beatrice Schuller isn't budging, right?
Speaking of budging, I'm a little confused.
She told me about her accident,
and implicated Mr. Schuller.
-Perhaps I should meet him.
-Perhaps you should not.
-Why?
-If it wasn't for thatgonup,
World Wide Studios wouldn't be in the crapper.
And I wouldn't be fighting a prostate
with a mind of its own.
Yeah, I may be out of line, but whatever possessed you
to take on Schuller as a silent partner?
Don't get me started. I was thinking with my money clip.
What kind of man pushes his wife down the stairs?
Don't make such atzimage, it was an accident.
She got drunk and drifted.
She contends he put her in a wheelchair.
[laughs] Becker, that woman
could out sprint me to the ready teller
with a yard head start.
Sure, Mrs. Schuller was
-
-
You were duped, she can walk, believe me.
Look, let me tell you somethin'.
Oops.
Ikveltover my daughter.
She's sweet and wonderful and doesn't give a rat's ass
about being Tori Spelling.
You, you're different.
And if you ever want to be considered my heir apparent,
you'd better make up your mind who you believe.
Now, take care of this. Go talk to Beatrice Schuller.
-That's the heir apparent?
-What do you think?
Perfect.
[speaking Japanese]
I tried explaining our policy to your friend here.
I am sorry that he got upset, but those are the rules.
Look, under the circumstances,
don't you think it might be better for all concerned
if you just give the man his dog back?
How can I be sure that it's his?
Hm? For all I know, there's a sad little girl
on her way down here right now,
desperate to hug and hold the very same dog.
Here's my business card.
I'm an attorney with McKenzie Brackman,
Mr. Stulwicz is a colleague of mine.
You can't convince me he got through law school.
And I can't convince you to give his dog back?
-No.
-Well, is it possible that this will convince you?
-Stuart!
-You want the dog back or not?
-Uh, yeah.
-Where is he?
[stammers] Back there.
Show me.
Come on, come on.
-[dogs barking]
-He's over there.
Well, let him out, let him out.
Okay, okay, okay, please, just don't
-
-
don't let that thing go off.
[stammers] I've got a family.
You got kids? How many?
Three, under five.
That's a handful, huh?
Yeah.
Come on, open it up.
-Here you go.
-Come on, boy.
-Here's your dog.
-BENNY: Hi, boy, hi, Lincoln.
Good to see ya. Hi, Lincoln.
What happens to all these other dogs?
Well, if no one adopts them or we run out of space,
they
-
- they gotta be destroyed.
Who makes up these rules?
-Not me.
-Let 'em out. All of 'em.
Benny, give him a hand. Hurry up! Go on!
-Let 'em out!
-Let's go, let's go.
Come on, boy. Atta boy. Atta boy.
[dogs barking]
Come on, boy. Everybody, here we go.
Okay, come on, bring him up here.
In the cage. Go on, go on.
-[dogs barking]
-STUART: Here we go.
Let's go, guys. Come on.
Here we go. Come on, come on.
Here we go, guys, come on, come on.
That's a good boy.
-MAN: All rise.
-[indistinct whispering]
Before I make my ruling, I'd like counsel to approach.
MAN: Be seated.
Ms. Paros, you have no direct evidence
of any wrongdoing as regards Mrs. Hastings.
And your circumstantial evidence
is just a tad more convincing.
To quote opposing counsel, you are out on a limb.
What you do have is a chronically sick baby
with no satisfactory medical explanation,
despite the scores of diagnostic tests that have been performed.
You also have a sibling who d*ed with similar unexplained symptoms,
and a mother who is the only person present
during the onset of illness.
Now, that may be enough to get you probable cause here,
but in my opinion, it is light years away from convincing a jury.
Get busy, Ms. Paros.
Put some teeth into this case before you go to trial.
Otherwise, you are looking at
a directed verdict for the defendant.
Now, step back.
JUDGE: This court hereby finds
probably cause has been established,
and the defendant is bound over on charges of
felony child endangerment.
Her daughter remains in the protective custody of Social Services.
I want to bring my daughter home with me.
Trial will commence one week from today.
Until then, we are adjourned.
-I'm a good mother!
-Karen.
-You have to believe me.
-You'll get a chance to testify.
No, please, your honor, if you would just listen to me.
Mrs. Hastings, my decision stands.
-But my daughter needs me.
-Calm down.
-She should be sleeping in her own bed.
-Karen, Karen.
I told you this would happen.
-No.
-This is just a hearing on evidence.
Mrs. Schuller, I appreciate your coming down here.
Frankly, this isn't easy.
It is difficult for me to get around.
Yeah, right.
Nevertheless, I wanted to hear
what you have to say face to face.
All right. I think your marriage was already disintegrating
when Mr. Schuller became involved with another woman.
You grew despondent to the point where
one night, blind drunk, you fell down the stairs,
and now you're looking to take advantage of
what could possibly prove to be a financial windfall.
But as a representative for World Wide's business affairs,
I won't let you get away with it.
I find it hard to believe that Ben Flicker would hire you.
Yeah? Why's that?
Flicker despises vulnerability.
And I believe that deep down you are a kind man
who hates doing what he's been asked to do.
You're unable to mask your gentle nature.
Talk about duplicity, Beatrice,
the wheelchair gig, is all just for great parking spaces?
-Arnie, apologize.
-Rox, stay out of this.
And you, stand up.
-ROXANNE: I'm leaving.
-Rox, stay where you are.
I want you to witness, this woman is a fraud.
Please, don't do this.
Walk, Mrs. Schuller.
Hollywood. What you see isn't always what you get.
-BEATRICE: Oh...
-[gasping]
-Are you crazy?
-But Ben told me she can walk.
Can't you, Mrs. Schuller?
LELAND: Arnold!
[dogs barking]
STUART: Come on. [laughing]
-[barking]
-[laughing]
-What?
-Stuart!
What in heaven's name are you doing?
I'm helping to balance it all out, Leland.
It's just like you said,
too much law, not enough justice.
Stuart helped me free Lincoln.
STUART: Yeah, well, somebody had to,
I mean, the guy at the dog pound just wouldn't listen.
You should have seen him when he pulled out his g*n and made him listen.
-His what?
-No, it's okay, I was real careful.
You see, I took all the b*ll*ts out, it's not loaded.
-Stuart!
-Give me the g*n.
-No, it's okay, Leland
-
-
-OFFICER: Police! Freeze!
Watch out!
-Drop it!
-No, it's okay.
-His g*n's not loaded, Isaac.
-Don't
-
- Don't sh**t.
-I said drop the g*n.
-Put the g*n down, Stuart.
-That's my husband.
-Leland, will you explain to them that I'm fine?
Ow. Ow! Ow!
-[dogs barking]
-Ow!
DANIEL: Don't hurt him. Don't hurt him!
[dogs barking]
Ow! Ann! Help me! Ow!
♪♪
And as the cell door slammed shut,
all I could hear were the anguished cries of mournful weeping
in this place of despair.
Wow.
-You like it?
-Roger, I'll be frank.
I was raised on the classics.
I minored in contemporary American literature
-
-
Steinbeck, Faulkner, Hemingway, a man's writer
-
-
and I'd be lying if I said you measured up,
but what you do have, what you were born with,
is the talent that may help write a best seller.
-Yeah?
-Tomorrow, I'll have my secretary
begin transcribing the opening chapters.
We're gonna make a great team.
What do you say, meet me here tomorrow morning?
Uh, listen, if it's all right with you,
I'd like to camp out on your couch.
Sleeping in the alley was kind of rough.
You've never had a place of your own?
I've been in and out of jail since I ran away at .
Don't even have a family.
My father was a very famous lawyer, you know?
As a youth, every night,
I'd sit at the top of the stairs
and wait for him to return home.
He'd walk through that front door and ask
-
-
he had a baritone's voice
-
-
"Douglas, what did you do today
to make the world a better place?"
What would you tell him?
I'd lie, mostly, but tonight,
I could tell him I offered a man shelter.
-Well, you sure you got room?
-Absolutely.
Shouldn't you check with your wife?
We haven't remarried yet, and that's another story.
Benny! Benny, how are you?
Um, my new tooth got knocked out in the fight.
Oh, that can be fixed.
And now I'm worried about Stuart.
Well, well, hopefully, that can be fixed as well.
We didn't hurt anybody. The g*n wasn't even loaded.
And that man was gonna k*ll Lincoln.
These last few days have been confusing,
for all of us, but the important thing is
we're all safe.
That goes for you, too, Lincoln.
-[barks]
-Yeah!
How about I give you two a ride?
-In your new car?
-Yeah.
He'd be really excited.
Well, we'll put down some paper.
[knocking]
Hey.
This city is so deceptively pretty at night.
You heading home?
I just got off the phone with a buddy of mine
who's leaving tomorrow for Africa.
Fifteen days,
Botswana, Mozambique, Sudan, Ivory Coast.
He was supposed to be traveling with his girlfriend,
but she fell out, so he asked me.
-Are you gonna go?
-I don't know.
I just took an extended leave of absence.
It doesn't seem like the right time
to take a vacation right now.
Here's where I'd be.
Ooh.
That's Skiathos.
It's the place where
people feel most welcome on Earth, I think.
It's beautiful.
Think you'll be happy here at McKenzie Brackman?
Eh, it's hard to say, hard to say.
I haven't gotten off to an auspicious start.
I'll let you know when you get back.
If I come back.
-I'll see you.
-Bon voyage.
[sighs]
[knocking]
-Hi, Tommy.
-Curtain's in an hour.
We could still make it if
-
-
-Not tonight.
-Okay.
I'll give 'em away.
Smells a little gamey.
Yeah, Lincoln dropped by with a few of his friends.
What's this about Stuart pulling a g*n?
It wasn't loaded.
Yeah, but that's still nutsoid behavior.
I always thought this office was safe.
But lately, with Arnie's hunger for power,
Stuart's confusion, Gwen's fear,
everything's out of control.
Why would I want to bring a baby into this insanity?
Because not to is giving up hope.
So, what's really got you rattled?
I know I'm going to make a good mother.
But I'm a lousy significant other.
I've got a failed marriage, a failed romance.
The truth is, I've been pushing you away
because I'm afraid to fall in love.
I'll tell you what.
How about we forget about relationships
and we just spend the night together, hm?
Oh, in a purely professional sense, of course.
-Strictly business.
-[laughing]
Sitter's gonna k*ll me.
Hey.
Don't let this creep get you down.
You're the fairest of them all.
Yeah, me and Snow White.
Goodnight.
[door opens]
[door closes]
♪♪
"When the huntsman came back
"with the heart of a young boar he had k*lled,
"the queen had it salted and ate it
believing it was Snow White's."
Cinderella.
Little Red Riding Hood.
Fairytales.
Daniel?
You son of a bitch.
Why are you doing this to me?
♪♪ [theme]
07x07 - Helter Shelter
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High-powered law firm of McKenzie, Brackman, Chaney and Kuzak handles both criminal and civil cases, but the office politics and romance often distract them from the courtroom.
High-powered law firm of McKenzie, Brackman, Chaney and Kuzak handles both criminal and civil cases, but the office politics and romance often distract them from the courtroom.