07x09 - Odor In The Court

[bunniefuu]

Previously on "L.A. Law"...

Mind if I take this off? I'm hot.

HolyHaleakala.

You always were my biggest fan.

Nice catch.

You are hungry for me.

Every night, you are in my dreams.

While you're trapped in here, dream of these.

FLICKER: Not long ago, I had to raise capital

and take on a silent partner.

You're referring to Eric Schuller?


-Have you met my husband, Mr. Becker?
-No, ma'am.


-Perhaps I should meet him.
-Perhaps you should not.

Pending your meeting with Eric Schuller,

I want you to join me at the studio.

GWEN: "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.

I, uh, took a home pregnancy test.

We're gonna have a baby?

We're gonna have a baby.

[chuckling]

Our third night under the same roof.

And I must say, it feels wonderful.

This trial period is exactly what we need;

time to restore our commitment,

rekindle our passion.

Douglas, please. No.

That's what you said last night.

You're blocking my light.

I've been sleeping in this bed for days.

We haven't made love once.


-Are you sure?
-Positive.

I yearn to be with you.

Douglas, I'm not interested.

Since when?

If you must know, since you moved back.

But this was your idea.

It's just that...

our body chemistry seems to be off.

When we were separated by divorce and prison walls,

I felt amorous.


-Now I just feel
-
-
-Distant.

Disgusted.

[scoffs]

Oh, all right, sweetheart,

if you want to, go ahead.

You've got five minutes.

For God's sake, Sheila.

I can perform under time restrictions.

It humiliates me. And degrades the act.

Five minutes. Take it or leave it.

I'll take it.

♪♪ [theme]

♪♪

Next up, Graney vs. Maggie Farms, Incorporated.

Uh, Maggie recently constructed

a swine slaughtering and finishing plant

adjacent to Steve Graney's property.


-What's the stink?
-Exactly.

Our client, Mr. Graney, is unable to enjoy his weekend retreat

due to the unbearable stench

blowing in the wind from next door.

I filed a nuisance suit to shut down Maggie's Farm.

On to new business. Lamborgé Labs.

Ann Kelsey, you will be working with me on this one.


-I will?
-Apparently, they discovered a major breakthrough.

Two of their chemists are flying in from Phoenix

to discuss marketing strategy, very hush hush.

Ann, you'll assist with corporate structure.

Happy to help, Douglas. Next time, a little notice.


-[beeping]
-Overseas call, excuse me.


-As I was saying
-
-
-[beeping]

Must be time for my medication.

Stuart, you seem to be back on top of your game again.

Yeah, the Phenytoin's really doing the trick.


-If we could just get back to
-
-
-[cell phone rings]

Sorry.

Hello. Yeah, sure, Sydney.

It's Ben Flicker, I'll just be a minute.

I will not have Becker's entertainment law

become the tail wagging this legal dog.

Who's he working for, World Wide Studios or McKenzie Brackman?


-Bad connection from Milan.
-[beeping]

That was quick. Oh, not me.


-Me either.
-Oh, sorry, that's me.

It's a false alarm.

I
-
- I still haven't figured this thing out yet.


-[electronic whirring]
-My batteries must be running low.

ARNIE: Since my business is show business,

look for my name in lights, everybody.

[beeping continues]

[sighs] Can't you people have the decency

to come to a staff meeting unplugged?


-[beeping continues]
-[cell phone ringing]

I think we're adjourned.


-[beeping continues]
-[cell phone ringing]

MAN: We just don't understand this.

You're telling us that he can get out

after only eight years.

Mr. Holtz, this file just landed in my lap yesterday.

I'm still lookin' it over.

This nut should have gone to the gas chamber,

not some hospital with tennis courts and weekend privileges.

You can be sure the DA's office

isn't keen on lettin' K*llers back on the street.

David was found not guilty by reason of insanity.

The prosecutor said he would be sent away for life.

In theory, that's true. The catch is,

the state can't hold your son
-in
-law


-unless he's
-
-
-David Orcott stopped being our son
-in
-law

the day he m*rder*d our daughter.

The state cannot hold Orcott unless he is deemed dangerous or crazy.

Is, uh, someone suggesting that he's not?

A few docs, but the senior psychiatrist

at MacArthur Hospital disagrees.


-So, what happens now?
-We go to court as planned,

and we try to block David's effort to win release.

I could use your help in convincing the jury.


-Name it.
-I'd like to put Mrs. Holtz on the stand.


-Why?
-The police record says that

you discovered your daughter's body.

I'd like the court to hear you describe that experience.

She was alive.

Excuse me?

When I found Sandra, she
-
-

She was still trying to breathe.

She was gasping for air.

Honey.

She d*ed in my arms.

HOLTZ: Okay.

Like all great discoveries, it was purely accidental.

Tom and I were at Stanford doing research.

Grinding up patches of skin,

isolating compounds.


-Just basically fooling around.
-Yeah.

Where did you get the skin?

Oh, discarded casts.

I can't tell you how many Sundays

we've spent digging through dumpsters

behind orthopedists' offices.

[laughing]

Anyway, one day in our lab,

we noticed that certain compounds

isolated from female skin

made us... well
-
-


-Horny.
-[laughing]

So, we went looking for similar compounds in male skin.

And once we found those,

we knew we had what we thought we had.

What, exactly, is it you have?


-Human pheromones.
-Come again?

Airborne hormones.

When inhaled by the opposite sex,

they trigger the urge to... copulate.

You see, it's common knowledge that insects and lower mammals

use smells to attract their partners.

As humans evolved, scientists assumed that

we left that part of the mating dance behind.

But we still have tiny amounts in our skin.

We've been able to concentrate those pheromones.

Pink for females, blue for males.

Careful.

There's enough in there to turn on this entire building.

Do you have data showing how your formula works?

Reams.

Until our meeting tomorrow with Donique Cosmetics,

we need a safe place to keep our samples.

Could we use your bank safe deposit box?

Certainly. Of course, we have a small vault here at the firm.

I alone hold the combination.

Guard this with your life.

Otherwise, it'll be cold showers for everyone.


-[sniffing]
-[door opens]


-Tom and Jay
-
-
-[door closes]

Couple of comedians.

If this formula actually works and we close this deal,

this could mean a new era for this firm.

Where are we going? What was so urgent?

You ask too many questions. I told you, Becker,

it's a surprise.

By the way, let me confess,

I was the one behind that desert escapade

stealing your Porsche.

Ben, I really would like my car back.

You expect miracles? Charlton Heston I'm not.

Things got a little out of hand and, well
-
-

This is all we recovered.

Oh, my baby.

I know how you feel.

Once, I was goin' to meet Crosby.

The night was still, I drove a Nash, I was young.

Teach your children well, Becker, remember that.

Which is why I have to ask you,

may daughter and you, uh, you
-
- you didn't, uh
-
-

Have sex with Francie? No, sir.

That's my boy chick,

we couldn't have worked together if you had.

Our relationship would be too complicated.

Could it possibly be more complicated?

Hop in.


-We're here.
-Sir?

Hop out.


-We could have walked.
-Schleppers walk.

That's why they're called schleppers.

Becker, from all of us at World Wide,

no man deserves this more than you.

Welcome to our studio.

[crowd exclaiming]


-A Viper?
-Come on, Becker, drive American.


-[applause]
-I can't believe this big turn out.

Central Casting, they're extras.

For bucks, they'd applaud a m*rder.

Louder, damn it, like you mean it!

[applause continues]

Mazel tov.

[cheering, applause]

Dr. Scheinbaum, what was David Orcott's condition

upon admission to MacArthur Hospital?

He was diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenic.

How did you treat his illness?

SCHEINBAUM: Anti psychotics, stress management,

and psychotherapy.


-LAPORTE: The results?
-SCHEINBAUM: For three years,

David has been free of schizophrenic symptoms.

So long as he takes his medication,

he's as sane as anyone in this room.

LAPORTE: Doctor, do you believe Mr. Orcott

poses a danger to society?

SCHEINBAUM: None whatsoever.

He's already spent a full year in an unlocked facility

as part of a conditional release program.

And during that time,

was Mr. Orcott allowed to enter the community unsupervised?

SCHEINBAUM: Yes. Every day, he'd walk to the public library,

and spend his afternoons working the check out desk,

never with any problems.

Doctor, is it your recommendation

that David be released from his hospital commitment?


-SCHEINBAUM: Yes.
-Even taking into account

the events that led to my client's hospitalization?

David's untreated schizophrenia

brought on delusions that his wife was being unfaithful,

poisoning his food.

After five days of heavy drinking and sleeplessness,

David suffered a psychotic break.

He was overcome with irrational fear and rage,

which led to an overwhelming impulse to k*ll Sandra.

LAPORTE: In your opinion,

could David ever do something like this again?

No. David is diligent about taking his medication,

determined never again to lose control.

LAPORTE: Thank you, doctor. Your witness.

Dr. Scheinbaum,

isn't your recommendation to release Mr. Orcott

opposed by the senior psychiatrist at MacArthur Hospital?


-That's correct, but
-
-
-I am quoting

Dr. Phillip Morton's statement.

"Mr. Orcott remains a substantial danger to the community."

Dr. Morton is a career bureaucrat


-who refuses responsibility
-
-
-What would happen if

Mr. Orcott went off his medication?

Could he become violent?

SCHEINBAUM: Schizophrenics generally are not violent,

do not become murderers.

You're not answering the question, doctor.

Could Mr. Orcott become violent?

Possibly, but David makes sure he takes his medication.

TOMMY: But currently, don't you blood test him twice a month

to ensure he complies?

That's hospital policy.

He's also under the daily scrutiny of the medical staff.


-isn't that right?
-Yes.

And if Orcott is released,

would he be blood
-tested and monitored by doctors?


-No.
-So there would be

no way to make sure he takes his medication.


-No.
-Then how can you guarantee

David Orcott won't have a relapse?

SCHEINBAUM: Medical statistics show
-
-

TOMMY: I'm not talkin' probabilities.

Can you guarantee

that man will not k*ll somebody in the future


-if released?
-Of course not.

I can't guarantee you won't, either.

I didn't bludgeon my wife times with a hammer.


-Objection.
-TOMMY: Withdrawn.

Leland.

I've finished reviewing the Osgood file.

Good. I want to obtain polygraphs

on both Frank Osgood and Philip Tyce.

Can you help me with the DA?

You think Tyce is telling the truth?

I still have my doubts.

If we can use the DA's polygraph specialist,

maybe they'll stipulate to admissibility.

Why the sudden urgency?

Tyce is in the hospital. Stomach cancer's worse.

May not last much longer.

I'll see what I can do, sir.


-Stuart.
-Leland.

Stuart. Can I talk to you a second?

Yeah. Hey, Gwen, what's up?


-I owe you an apology.
-For what?

Well, Ann must not have told you,

but during all that craziness with whoever was stalking me,

sending those deranged gifts,

it's all stopped now, but at one point,

I thought it was you.


-You did?
-Mm, wild, huh?

Maybe. Maybe not.

[Lucy fussing]


-Oh, hi.
-Hi.

My expert witness was supposed to arrive minutes ago.

Maybe his train got delayed.

These days, who rides the rails?

Well, this guy doesn't fly.

Claims his sinuses can't handle the altitude.

His nose is his meal ticket.

GWEN: Think your nose just blew in.

Mr. Smith?


-Morales?
-DANIEL: How you doin'?

Well, I'm not too happy about being in L.A.

Nitrogen dioxide, carbon monoxide,

too much ozone.

You have a lethal pollutant standard index.

[sniffing]

Not to mention, that kid's diaper needs changing.

Uh, yeah, well, I'll give Lucy to the sitter,

and we can head out to my client's ranch.

[sniffing]

You
-
- You're wearing a bit too much Obsession.

But that's okay. It's helping disguise the scent of fear.

Boy, look at all this stuff.

Champagne from CAA.

Beluga caviar from ICM.

Even a cellular phone from the William Morris Agency.

And a new car from Ben Flicker.

It's all manipulation, Rox.

Cheap attempts to buy friendship,

curry my favor.

I am not enjoying myself, Rox.

What do I want, fame?

It just complicates life, it compromises simplicity.

Money? The effort to get rich can steal your time.

I hate to admit it, but your traveling the world

really has changed you.

You're not the man you used to be.

Globe trotting was nothing compared to this

magical mystery tour that I'm on

with Ben Flicker at World Wide Studios.

I am dealing with strange people,

enigmas wrapped in mysteries.

I don't even know who to trust.


-Trust yourself.
-What do you mean,

the new president and creative director of

current and long
-form feature developments?

What does that even mean?

You have a very powerful position.

Don't be afraid to take control.

You're right. I'm gonna speak with Flicker.

Things have to change.


-Before you leave
-
-
-Later, Rox.


-I want to share something.
-Can it wait?

Arnie, no. I'm pregnant.


-Rox, that's, uh
-
-
-Great?

Terrific?

Yeah. If you say so.

Look, I
-
- I have to run.

Arnie, you can't.

I thought the car in your space

belonged to the CPA across the hall.

I had it towed.

I guess that makes us even

for the warm congratulations.

HOLTZ: I mean, you just have to question a system

that would even entertain the possibility

of letting a brutal k*ller like this

go free after only eight years.

What's happening here...

What the hell is he doing?

Flexing his civil rights.

...protecting criminal's rights over those of his victim.

Holtz can't do this, Tommy, for God sakes,

he's right outside the jury room.

HOLTZ: Why should David Orcott get a second chance?

Our daughter sure as hell won't get a second chance.

And to let David Orcott go free

is to let him get away with m*rder.

You all know that!

My client can no longer possibly get a fair hearing.

Mr. Holtz made inflammatory statements
-
-

Mr. Holtz has a right to free speech.


-Move for a mistrial.
-TOMMY: What?


-Denied.
-Mr. Holtz has maligned my client

in the press daily.

He seems intent on creating an atmosphere for a lynch mob.

At the very least, I request a gag be imposed.

This is ridiculous, he's a non party.

He's right, Mr. LaPorte.

I have no authority to impose a gag.

The jury has been admonished to avoid press coverage of the trial.


-Your honor, may I say something?
-No, you may listen.

I can't prevent you from speaking to reporters,

but I can damn well keep you from doing so inside this courthouse.

You yourself said I had a first amendment right.

Which is outweighed by Mr. Orcott's right to a fair trial.

If you want to be heard, you do it off county property,

because if you pull a stunt like this again,

you can expect to spend the night in jail.

When I purchased the ranch,

the only scent in the air was the desert pear blossoms.

When did you first learn a swine finishing facility

had opened a half mile away?

Uh, the Saturday before Thanksgiving.

I'd stayed away while renovations were being made,

but when the work was completed,

I drove up with a lady friend for the weekend.


-How was the visit?
-At first, fine.

It was a lovely, crisp sunny day,

uh, we were enjoying the morning on the back porch

when the wind suddenly shifted,

and we were engulfed in an unspeakable stench.

DANIEL: Can you describe the effect

the odor had on you and your guest?

It b*rned our throats and it made our eyes red and watery.

My, uh, friend lost her breakfast.

As the day wore on, the stink got worse.

By :, we were on our way home.

And are you certain Maggie Farms

is the source of the stench?

Absolutely. The air used to be pristine,

now it's
-
- now it's unbreathable.

That hog finishing plant has turned my ranch into

an uninhabitable wasteland.

They ought to do something about the smell or move.

No more questions, your honor.

Mr. Graney, are you aware that the Piedmont landfill

is only four miles from your property?

GRANEY: Yes.

Well, isn't it possible that the landfill is responsible for the odor?

In my opinion, no.

Well, tell me, Mr. Graney,

how many others have joined you

in your complaint against my client?

It's an isolated area, I'm the only resident affected.

In other words, none.

Now, your ranch was never intended as

a primary residence, now, was it?

No, I planned to use it on weekends.

And to the best of your knowledge,

has Maggie Farms, Incorporated,

violated any codes or permit regulations?


-GRANEY: No.
-ATTORNEY: And still,

you want to close down a new, lawfully operated business

that employs people,

so that you can weekend with your lady friends in the desert?

Nothing further.

♪♪ [classical]

How are we feeling?

Depressed.

Maybe if you came a little closer.

Douglas.

Breathe deep.

Did I leave the oven on?

Sheila, sniff me. Here.

What is with you?

It's an experiment. What can it hurt?

Just, come on, smell me, please.

[sniffing]

Now, what are you feeling?

Threatened.

Oh, sweetheart.

Maybe you ought to sleep in the guest room.

Wait 'til I get my hands on those two little rodents.

This crap doesn't work.

Fine, I'll sleep in the guest room.

Darling.

[door opens, closes]

LAPORTE: Mr. Orcott, would you please tell the court

what you recollect about the night your wife d*ed?

Uh, it was a nightmare.

It was like I was standing there watching someone else

attacking my wife, someone evil.

Are you saying that you didn't commit the m*rder?

ORCOTT: I'm not making an excuse.

I k*lled my wife.

But in a sense, it wasn't me.

I loved my wife very much.

The time we shared together before I got sick was wonderful.

LAPORTE: Do you feel remorse for what you've done?

Remorse doesn't even begin
-
-

There is no word to describe my regret.

You can't imagine what it is for me living

knowing what I did.

LAPORTE: Now, doctors have testified

that your behavior was atypical of most schizophrenics,

that the circumstances which brought it on were unique
-
-

Your honor, can we skip the speeches?

Ask your question, counselor.

David,

what assures us that you'll continue to

take your medication if released?

If I don't, I risk another att*ck,

and I won't let that happen.

Not again.

Thank you.

Mr. Orcott, hospital records show

on July , , you abused hospital privileges

and snuck out to a bar.


-Is this true?
-I was only gone a half an hour.

One of the other patients was antagonizing me,

I felt I had to get away.

Haven't doctors warned you that alcohol

makes you vulnerable to schizophrenic episodes?


-Yes.
-And didn't you k*ll your wife

while under the influence of alcohol?


-Yes.
-But you went ahead anyway

and ordered up a sh*t of tequila.


-I didn't drink it.
-Not that time.

But if you get released,

and someone else gets on your case,

what will you do then,

run off to a bar and get hammered?


-Objection, argumentative.
-Sustained.

Mr. Orcott, in a letter to the court,

you wrote that you'd come to terms with your crime, correct?

I understand why it happened, I was psychotic.

Are you trying to tell me you've come to terms with this?

LAPORTE: Objection! The condition of Mrs. Orcott's body


-is irrelevant.
-It reflects the extent of Mr. Orcott's derangement.

LAPORTE: It's inflammatory, and highly prejudicial.


-JUDGE: Mr. Mullaney, put that away.
-I'm sorry, Patricia,


-I'm so sorry.
-JUDGE: Mr. Orcott
-
-

ORCOTT: I know I can't expect you to forgive me,


-just please try to understand.
-Move to strike.

I didn't know what I was doing. I would trade my life for Sandra's if I could,

whatever I'd do would never be enough.


-TOMMY: Objection! Move to strike.
-JUDGE: Mr. Orcott, sit down.

Son of a bitch.

[sobbing] I loved her!

I loved her so much.

[sobbing]

♪♪

Douglas, I've been going over these projections


-for Lamborgé Labs.
-Don't bother.

Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dumber are wasting our time.

Thank God they're billable hours.


-What changed your opinion?
-The facts.

One, they don't look you in the eye.

Two, they have no proven track record.

And three, last night, I took home the extracts,

and experimented on my ex wife.

Douglas, how could you?

It was in the interest of research, Ann.

You and I both know Sheila has a libido

that would put Secretariat to shame.


-I didn't know.
-Well, you do now.

In any event,

if this formula fails to get my ex wife in the saddle,

then believe me, it doesn't work.

Douglas, you used the male pheromone,

the one that attracts men.

Are you aware that those last for hours?

I haven't read the data.

[sighs] Well, here are my comments on the financial projections.

You're right about one thing.

This formula could be a gold mine.


-[sighs]
-Ann.


-What are we gonna do?
-We?

These two are bound to notice the missing formula.

I'm sure you'll think of something.


-Douglas.
-Jonathan.


-What are you doing back?
-I work here.

You weren't due for another week.

Well, that didn't take into account schistsomiasis.


-Where's that?
-It's an intestinal virus, Douglas.

I've been driving the porcelain bus , miles.


-Welcome home.
-Glad to be back.

Douglas.

I
-
- I missed you.

Let's pretend this never happened.

Jonathan.

Hey, we weren't expecting you back so soon.

Uh
-oh. I need to hit the bathroom.

Ooh, what's that all about?

Seems Mr. Rollins picked up

some virulent strain of Sudan shuffle.

What is it, Leland?

Oh, I just never realized...

how brown your eyes are.

I'm spending the rest of the day

locked in my office.

Mm...

You want some ice cream?

I don't usually eat sweets in the afternoon.

Sugar high, sugar lows, less calories.

This isn't a life choice.

Ice cream would be nice.

Stuart...

is something wrong?

Why? Does it seem like something's wrong?

No. No, it's just that

ever since you made the turn on your recovery,

you seem, well
-
-


-Unhappy?
-Uh
-huh.

Yeah. Even though I feel better, um...

I feel better.

Not sure what you mean, exactly.

I
-
- I'm thinking more.

Not so much introspective,

just, uh, unwilling to take things for granted,

curious about the way things work, you know?

Like, uh, why's electricity always there?

Or
-
- Or gravity, how come we don't just go spinning off the planet?


-That sound crazy?
-Uh
-uh.

Good.

Excellent.

Instant chocolate Sunday.

Ann would k*ll me if I had a Hershey squirt at home.

Ann would k*ll you if she saw you doing it here, too.

That's part of what I mean.

This is me. This is who I am.

I've gotta learn a way to work this into my day to day life.

It takes a special person to go through

a bad situation

and come out better on the other side.

You're like that.

Resilient, determined, focused.

Pregnant.

For real?

I didn't even know you were trying.

That's great.

I
-
- I'm really happy for you.

Thanks.

Aren't you going to ask who the father is?

It doesn't matter.

I know who the mother is.

FLICKER: So God taught Moses the laws

for living together in peace.

These laws were printed on two stone tablets

Moses brought down from the mountain,

and they're called what?

Arnie?

Uh, well
-
- well, they're called, uh
-
-

The Ten Commandments, right.

There's only one God. Do not bow down to idols.

Less Nintendo, more homework.

Do not swear falsely by the name of God.

Keep the Sabbath holy.

Honor your father and mother, always kiss them goodnight.

Do not m*rder or b*at up on your brothers and sisters.

Do not take another man's wife.

Or another man's husband.

Onto the next. Do not steal, do not lie,

and finally, do not want what does not belong to you.

Ten simple rules.

Sounds easy, but as you get older,

it's not always a breeze.

God knows you're human, people make mistakes.

But remember, it's in the trying.

Now, run down the hall to the screening room

for refreshments and Eisner's "Aladdin."

Don't forget to sign your vouchers!

[chuckles]

A cartoon grossing million.

We could use a hit like that.

Sydney says you talk to these kids every week.

Their parents work on the lot, very busy these days.

This is my way of helping.

Always have time for children.

Ben, we need to talk.

Me first. As God is watching,

he knows I haven't been honest.


-Ninth Commandment?
-And a few more.

I want you to meet Schuller.

I'll be glad to finally look the man in the eye.

He may not be so polite.

By the way, you ice skate?

Mr. Smith,

due to your acute nasal sensitivity,

have you worked before as an odor expert?

Dozens of times. I've been a hired nose for

GM, Monsanto, Kleenex. The list goes on.

Your honor, I ask that Mr. Smith

be accepted as an odor expert.

Objection. There's no such standard

by which an odor can be measured.

Mr. Smith's opinions are entirely subjective.

Overruled. The court accepts Mr. Smith as qualified.

DANIEL: Thank you, your honor.

You've examined the air at my client's ranch, is that correct?


-Yes.
-Any evidence of pig stench?


-SMITH: Definitely.
-DANIEL: At what level?


-Thirty decismells.
-[chuckling]

The scale is a variation of the decibel scale.

Uh, zero decismells means that

the odor is undetectable to the average nose,


- decismells means that
-
-
-Your honor, I object.

The decismell scale is meaningless to the lay nose.

Your honor, with permission, I can put this in terms

the lay nose can understand.

I'm holding my breath in anticipation.

Contained in these balloons are air samples.

The white balloon taken from the roof of Mr. Graney's ranch home,

the black from the driveway of Maggie Farms.


-Objection, prejudicial.
-How do you figure?

The plaintiff is represented by white,

respondent by black, planting a subliminal message
-
-

Give it a rest, counselor.

Your honor, would you please take the white balloon

and put your nose near the opening,

undoing the clamp.


-[balloon squeaking]
-[sniffing]

[groans]

DANIEL: Now, compare that smell with

the sample taken from Maggie Farms.


-[balloon squeaking]
-[gasps]

[judge coughing]

I love my job.

I won't take the witness stand.

Mrs. Holtz, we need your testimony.

Why? A doctor's already sworn

he believes David is dangerous.

The jury has heard conflicting experts.

You can tip the scale.

Honey, look, you're just gonna have to do this.

I don't care anymore.

This bastard kills our daughter and you don't care?

For years, I have hated him,

and now I see he's as torn apart as we are.

Come on, you believe what this guy said?

I know David.

And I remember the boy our daughter fell in love with.

He was thoughtful and he was...

funny and gentle.

And he turned into a monster.

But the man I saw today...

was just a tormented version of the boy I once knew,

and I just can't hate him anymore.

Patricia, so help me God,

if you don't testify, I'll never forgive you.

Raymond, listen to yourself, you're so full of vengeance,

it's making you sick.

We can't spend the rest of our lives hating David.

At some point, we have to let go.

TOMMY: Mrs. Holtz. Please.

I know it's rough dredging up horrible memories,


-but if not for Sandra
-
-
-You don't know my pain.

I refuse to be part of a vendetta.

Mr. Schuller's meeting us?

He's already here.

But before we talk, we skate counterclockwise.


-Why?
-That's just the way it is.


-Woo
-ooh!
-Ask Sonja Henie.

I had this rink built

to her own demanding specifications.

I never did this as a kid.

Olympics, Garmisch, Germany.

A little more practice, h*tler would haveplotzed.

♪♪ ["The Blue Danube" waltz]


-Ben.
-[groaning]

Ben.

Ben, are you okay?

[grunts] Easy.

Give me your hand, easy, easy.

Image, perception. Remember?

Ben, look, we're spinning in circles.

Not at all.

Listen. Listen.

I'm about to explain all this kookiness.

World Wide Studios is a publicly held company.

At the upcoming annual meeting,

the subject of Schuller's divorce

will be the hot top, trust me.


-Where is Schuller?
-I was worried

the whole magilla over his divorce

would bring the price of World Wide crashing down.

Now, I realize a man must not give his life for his business.

That's why I brought you to him.


-Who?
-Schuller.


-What?
-The iceman cometh.

Where?

Right under your nose.

♪♪

This, I'm headed for jail?

♪♪

How much can we expect David Orcott to pay

for a crime for which he is not legally responsible?

Schizophrenia is a devastating illness,

not maladjusted behavior.

And that is why a jury

found him not guilty by reason of insanity,

and sentenced him to a mental hospital,

not as punishment, but to be treated.

The doctor that works closest with David

says he poses no thr*at to society

if he maintains his medication.

Now, by law, a hospital cannot detain a patient

who is neither dangerous nor insane.

My client is neither dangerous nor insane.

Under the law, David Orcott must be released.

David Orcott's doctor says he should be released.

I found a doctor who disagrees.

One point they both agree on is this:

If David Orcott fails to take his medication,

he could, in fact, become psychotic.

We just don't know.

But the last time that man became psychotic,

he took this hammer,

and he brought it down with full force

onto his wife's head.

Not once, but times.

When finished, Sandra Orcott's skull and face were in pieces,

her blood and brain covered the floor.

Can David Orcott be trusted to take his medication?

Is he still dangerous?

How can anyone capable of such a hideous crime

not be dangerous.

You violated our trust.

I deserve a second chance.

I don't want to be curt, but give me that vial.

Jay, maybe we should try

looking at this with a new heart.

That's the pheromone talking, Tom.

DOUGLAS: Please, I made a mistake.

Curiosity got the better of this cat.

Stop making excuses.

I'm simply trying
-
-

Trying to protect Miss Kelsey.

You see, she's been having problems with her husband.

Douglas, this is the lowest you have ever sunk.

How dare you.

Gentlemen, perhaps it would be in your best interests

if you were represented by another firm.


-Ann
-
-
-You can take that to the bank,

because we're taking him to the cleaners.

We're suing for
-
-


-What are we suing for?
-ANN: Embezzlement.

Breech of fiduciary duties. Ethics charges.


-Quit being so damn helpful.
-Thank you.

You're fired.

[door opens]

DOUGLAS: Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

If there's anything else we can do


-here at McKenzie Brackman
-
-
-You've done too much already.

Dennis Smith, this is Douglas Brackman,

our managing partner.

Dennis was an expert witness on the Graney case.

Oh, isn't that nice.

Tom, Jay, are you sure there isn't something?


-Oh, no.
-Leave us alone.

[sniffing]

Doug, so, uh...


-what's your sign?
-Excuse me?

An Adonis like you doesn't need an excuse.

[elevator dings]

DANIEL: Douglas!

[grunts]

Sweetheart, are you hurt?


-SMITH: I'm bleeding!
-Of course not.


-I'm all man.
-You son of a bitch.

My nose! You've probably put me out of business.

Let's get some ice on it.


-I'm gonna sue you.
-Come on.

One more today, it'll be a hat trick.


-I'll see you in court.
-I look forward to it.

We, the members of the jury,

find David Orcott restored to sanity,

and no longer a danger to society.


-No!
-JUDGE: I hereby order
-
-


-No!
-David Orcott released from commitment.

[indistinct shouting]

Send the scum back where he belongs!

Bailiffs, clear this courtroom immediately.


-You're a dead man!
-BAILIFF: Come on, let's go.

Wait 'til things quiet down a bit,

then we'll get you out safely.


-And after that?
-Well, we'll see.

JUDGE: I said bailiffs, clear this courtroom immediately.

[indistinct shouting]

Sir, the DA has agreed to the admissibility

of both Osgood and Tyce's polygraph.

Good for you. How did you manage that?

I just called in a few favors at

the Attorney General's office.

I owe you, Melina.

The question now is,

would this be enough to free Osgood?

Not likely, even if he were to pass,

but at least it's a first step.

Now, I need to track down the witness

I should have questioned years ago.


-Need any help?
-Oh, you bet.


-Daniel.
-Yeah?

Did you notice, since we started dating,

no weird gifts, no midnight hang ups on the phone?

You're too smart, Gwen.

You're right.

It was me all along.

[chuckles]

What are we doing this weekend?

I don't know. You got any ideas?

My parents will watch Lucy.

How about we go up to Big Sur for two days,

ride horses,

build a fire?

We're outta here. Come on.

Ann, we've gotta go over these tax credits.

Not here, Stuart.

Lately, this place is making no sense to me.

Well, let's get out of here.

I've already made reservations at Ventana and in Big Sur.


-You did?
-Mm
-hm.

Great. You know,

I
-
- I've always dreamed of living up there.

Well, maybe this could be a start.

When you hit that man, it was very exciting, Douglas.

But you know what really turned me on?

Being separated from you last night.

Even listening to your snoring

through the wall made me vibrate.

You mean you're only turned on when we're apart?

I'll see when I get there.

Get where?

God's most beautiful meeting of land and sea.

Big Sur. Adjoining rooms.

I can live with that.

Excuse me.

Got a package for Gwen Taylor.

There's no receptionist out there.

I'll sign.

Weekend's finally here, huh?


-Mm
-hm.
-Any plans?

Nah, just sitting around the house.

All right.


-Thanks.
-Thank you.

[stomach rumbling]

Hope I can make it.

[smoke alarm sounding]

Where are they taking me?

Legally, the police aren't obligated

to give you protective custody.

The judge agreed there's a real danger,

so for now, it's back to the hospital.

That's freedom?

Come on.

Look, I'll stop by tomorrow, we'll figure out something.

[car doors close]

[sighs]


-MAN: Hey, there he is!
-[horn honking]

[siren sounding]


-Hey, hey, come on.
-[indistinct shouting]

OFFICER: Come on, come on, get out of the way.

[horn honking]

[indistinct shouting]

No! Please!


-[glass breaking]
-[indistinct shouting]

♪♪

Are you okay?

Justice, American style.

News said that he was beaten pretty badly.

That's being polite.

I'm sorry.

You know, I am feeling so lousy,

I am really gonna punish myself and quit altogether.

Are you blaming yourself?

Oh, come on, I can rabble rouse with the best of 'em.


-Tommy
-
-
-No, no, Rox, it's true.

I mean, there I was cheerleading right along with Holtz,

me whippin' it up inside the courtroom

while he was workin' the crowd outside.

You were doing your job.

Well, that's kinda funny, too.

The old Tommy,

I wouldn't have given it a second thought,

but all that kept runnin' through my head now

was what if years down the line,

and this chucklehead Orcott moved in next door to my family,

and this was my daughter.

[sighs]

So you want a girl?

I just want safe.

I just want healthy.

♪♪

♪♪ [theme]