01x09 - To See, to Tell

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Doubt...

Albert, tell me that's not Russo.

Yup, and her press puppy dogs.

Dr. William Brennan,

just because your father was a senator

doesn't mean you can
get away with m*rder.

[knocks]

- I have cancer.
- You have to tell them.

- They need to know.
- Get me out.

Get me some time with the people I love.

Given the nature and
severity of the offense...

- Oh, God.
- ...parole is hereby denied.

[heart b*ating]

FOREMAN: On the charge of
m*rder in the first degree,

we the jury, find the defendant,
William Brennan... guilty.

What?!

No. That can't be right.

- Sadie.
- What do you mean, guilty?

- You!
- Me?

Yes. How could you find him guilty?

Don't look at them.

- I'm asking you!
- Is this normal?

- Maybe we should take a little...
- Just answer the question!

The cat scratch?

Multiple witnesses, including a
forensic analyst, corroborated

Billy's explanation.

Maybe you just weren't listening.

Okay.

That's enough. You can't
talk to them like that.

I'm allowed to ask questions.
That's what a mock jury's for.

I'll ask the questions in
my follow-up interviews.

Let me do my job.

It just doesn't make any sense.

BONNIE: The verdict was disappointing,

yes, but that's why we do this...

So that we don't make the same mistakes

- in the real trial.
- We didn't make any mistakes.

We dismantled their case,

and when you do that,
you should win, period.

We might have been too
aggressive in our summation.

You mean me. I gave the summation.

Sadie. SADIE: This is a waste of time.

We have voir dire tomorrow.

We have real work to do.

Got to say, I'm used
to Sadie's passion...

We all are... but even for
her, that outburst was...

passionate.

I'll do the exit interviews

and get you the results
tomorrow morning.

Thanks, Bonnie.

You okay?

How would you feel if you were me?

I'd probably be a little... Freaked out?
Yeah, I'm a little freaked out.

I just got convicted of m*rder, Albert.

Guilty verdicts are not
uncommon in mock trials.

Like Bonnie said, it's why we do this.

Whatever happened, we'll fix it.

SADIE: I don't hate Bonnie.

She hates me. She doesn't hate you.

She hates the way I dress.

Every time we bring her in to consult,

she tells me what shoes
I can or cannot wear.

"Pumps are really more relatable"

"than wedges, Sadie." Really?
Really, are they, Bonnie?

Because I relate better to wedges.

- She's just doing her job.
- Yeah, well, it doesn't

- make it any less annoying.
- Hey.

What's really going on?

- I've never seen you blow up like that.
- Yes, you have.

- Never at a jury.
- It was a fake jury.

Look, we're all under a
lot of stress right now,

and on top of that, you're obviously
dealing with your mom, and...

This has nothing to do with my mother.

You haven't said a word about her
since her parole was denied.

Yeah. What is there to say?

We just got a guilty verdict, Albert.

I'm allowed to be a little upset.

Need a drumroll?

- Guilty.
- Oh...

- TIFFANY: What happened?!
- We'll get Bonnie's analysis tomorrow.

It probably has something
to do with my earrings.

Still no Isaiah? That's
four days in a row.

- Should we be concerned?
- SADIE: No.

He does this every time my
mother doesn't make parole.

But he always pulls himself out.

Cam... you did a great job.

The only reason my mother isn't
out is because she is...

impossible and stubborn.

- It's not your fault, okay?
- Okay.

Say it like you mean it.

Give me a couple more days.

How's the research coming
on the Brennan jury pool?

Oh, you mean my online stalking project?

Pretty good so far.

The pool has been narrowed down to

potential jurors.

People definitely share a
lot more on social media

than they do on court questionnaires.

Any land mines we should be aware of?

Juror Number Eight looks
great for us on paper,

but he just posted that

it's the two-year anniversary
of the death of his daughter.

She d*ed in a car
accident when she was .

Same age as Amy Meyers
when she was m*rder*d.

Very good work. Keep digging.

Cam, Nick, Faye Davies is here.

The Cannibalarian?

The what?

Cannibal librarian? You get it?

Anyone else have any tasteless
jokes about our client

they need to get off their chest?

What do you get when you're late
to Faye's house for dinner?

The cold shoulder.

You just stole my punch line.

I'm sorry, but that's a
vintage Dahmer joke.

- I hope Faye eats you.
- CAMERON: Just because

Faye Davies expressed
cannibalistic fantasies online

doesn't mean she actually
would have eaten someone.

The government is playing
"Thought Police",

and I don't think there's
anything funny about that.

I'd eat Nick.

[laughter]

I know you warned me, but...
this has been a nightmare.

I'm a shy person, and suddenly,
I'm all over the news.

I can't go anywhere
without being recognized.

I went to the movies, and

the guy selling tickets asked me
if people taste like chicken.

How am I supposed to know?
I hate chicken.

That's a joke.

Right. The jokes.

It's funny.

I can't even believe this is happening.

I'd never actually eat anyone.

Well, maybe my neighbor.
She's really annoying.

Joke?

Sorry. It happens more when I'm nervous.

And the idea of going to jail

for years makes me really nervous.

The deal we discussed
is still on the table.

Two years. You'd be eligible
for parole in months.

Wait. The First Amendment
guarantees freedom of speech.

It does, and I think we can win this.

In order to prove conspiracy
to commit m*rder,

they need an overt act.

There is no overt act.

Well, I did bring those brownies
in to fatten up my co-workers.

Joke.

And that's why we're not
putting you on the stand.

[horn honking in distance]

[clears throat]

He's gonna move his pawn from E to E .

You'll counter by
moving your pawn to F .

Then he'll move his queen to F ,
hoping you'll move your pawn

- to G .
- I won't.

- You will.
- No, I won't.

This isn't my first rodeo, buddy.
You will.

You'll move Mr. G to G ,
then he'll move his queen

to H , and that, my friend,
will be checkmate. You lose.

Save yourself the embarrassment

and just bow out now.

I bought some yummy cookies

from Magnolia Bakery.

Here. Have a yummy cookie
and give us a minute.

[man sighs]

You're ruining my fun.

Good. Fun time is over.

Come back to work.

I may not come back this time.

You always say that.

Well, I've been thinking about
buying some land upstate

and growing kale.

Everyone's eating kale these days.

I hate kale, and you're
not leaving the city.

You can't exist anywhere else.

I really thought we'd get
your mom out this time.

I did, too.

Yummy cookie?

I heard you lost the mock trial.

Snapping at juries?

That's not like you, Sadie.

You're taking this case too personally.

Is there something you want to tell me?

No. I'm fine.

Come back soon.

How well do you know Faye Davies?

Uh, not well. We work together
at the research division

of the New York Public Library.

We work at the same station,

- share a computer.
- GATES: Can you tell the court

what happened when you sat
down to that shared computer

on July , ?

It was the beginning of my shift.

I went to go log into

my computer when I realized that
Faye had not yet logged off.

- The Web site was still up.
- What Web site?

It's called Cannibal Fetish Connections.

It's a Web site for people

who fantasize about...

...eating other people.

Is this the Web site?

That's the one.

GATES: What did you do?

Well, it all seemed like
a joke, so I started

digging around, looking
for the punch line.

That's when I found the message board.

It caught my eye because
my name was on it,

along with some of the other
workers at the library.

We all had

ratings and descriptions.
GATES: Can you tell

the court how you were described?

She said that I was deliciously plump.

And that since my skin
had not seen much sun

recently, I would... crisp nicely.

I was considered a main course.

[quietly]: He wishes
he was a main course.

[horns honking]

SADIE: Smells amazing in here.

Speaking of amazing...

Cherry pie from the farmers' market.

Look at that crust. It's perfection.
I had no choice.

[food sizzling in pan]

I know today sucked,

but I'm really not worried about it.

Mock juries are

stupid.

Bonnie went to an outlet mall
in New Jersey and picked

random people who had
nothing better to do.

That's what juries are, Sadie.

- They're random people, right?
- Really,

you shouldn't be worrying about this.
It's gonna be fine.

Obviously, reasonable
doubt isn't working.

We'll talk to Bonnie tomorrow
and get the feedback, but

I feel good.

Seriously, it's gonna be fine.

Stop saying it's gonna be fine!
It's not gonna be fine.

I might spend the rest
of my life in jail!

I'm sorry.

I'll clean it up. Uh...

I'm scared. I'm really scared.

Okay.

I love you.

So much.

I love you, too.

- Condescending?
- BONNIE: Yes.

The jurors found me condescending?

Some of them.

Which ones?

That doesn't matter. The point is,

you are so convinced
of Billy's innocence,

you seem arrogant.

I didn't realize that
believing my client

is innocent was such a bad thing.

That was a little condescending.

- What did the jurors say about me?
- Albert,

the jurors thought you were kind,

thoughtful and

- relatable.
- Oh. That's nice. Thank you.

Are you sure? 'Cause I find him
to be smug and unbearable.

Bonnie, she's being condescending.
Make her stop.

I think the best thing you two can do

is play up your friendship.

Oh, should we wear matching lockets?

I'm just saying,

if Albert likes you, the
jury will like you.

And if they like the two of
you, they'll like Billy.

The jury wants to like Billy.

We need to play up his kindness.

The most common question
the mock jurors asked was:

Why would the prosecution charge
Billy if he were innocent?

I think we've been going about
this all wrong... defending him

against the prosecution's narrative

instead of coming up
with one of our own.

You think we should play offense?

I think Grace Russo wants to
use a big, flashy conviction

to further her political ambitions,

and we need to say that

- loud and clear.
- Vilifying the D.A.

- will not work.
- In the years

since Amy Meyers' death, there
have been three separate D.A.s

- who didn't prosecute Billy.
- Why?

There have been multiple instances

where any other D.A. would
have dropped the charges.

But Russo always came up

with a reason to continue. Why?

She did travel all the way to Korea

to dig up Billy's estranged sister.

Exactly. It's political.

We all know it.

But not saying it is
making us look weak,

and apparently making
me look condescending.

The truth is, I'm angry.

I'm angry

Russo is using Billy this way,

- and I think anger is relatable.
- Anger's risky.

Think it's time we started
taking some risks.

You realize we have no evidence to

support a government corruption case.

Yet we just did the safe version

and Billy got convicted of m*rder.

When we started monitoring Ms.
Davies' Internet usage,

we observed she was sharing

something called The Feast

with other CFC users.

What's The Feast?

It's basically a menu

for a dinner party, featuring the flesh

- of eight library employees.
- What else did you discover?

A guest list. She invited
six people she met

on the Web site, then she ordered

a large set of butchering
knives, and posted:

"Ready to Carve."

The overt act.

Objection. Calls for conclusion.

Sustained.

What did you find when you searched Ms.
Davies' apartment?

The butchering knives and the bone saw.

Most of the time we find those items

after a crime has occurred.

This was much more efficient.

Your Honor...

Nothing further.

Agent Wright, are you aware that Ms.
Davies was enrolled

in a hog butchering
class in Williamsburg?

Part of the whole farm-to-table thing.

- It's very trendy.
- If you say so.

I do say so.

Here's the class materials list

the instructor sent out.

Can you read that for the court?

WRIGHT: "Huntsman Wild Game"

"Butchering Knives, set of seven.

Reed & Sons -inch bone saw."

Those are the exact items you found

in Ms. Davies apartment,
isn't that right?

Yeah.

So did you arrest anyone else

enrolled in the hog butchering class?

No. But if they'd gone

on cannibal message boards and posted

about eating human
beings, we would have.

- You walked right into that one.
- I know. I'm sorry.

That's why we prep. We
make a list of questions,

and we don't go off script...
But you just had to show off.

You're right. I'm sorry.

You think "I'm sorry" is
gonna make it better?

We have no margin for error.

They want to find her guilty

because she scares them,
not because of the law.

It won't happen again...

I'll stick to the script for
the forensic psychiatrist.

You're not doing that
direct anymore. I am.

Can I still argue the
motion on the photographs?

What do you think?

No?

Bingo.

TIFFANY: So, we sorted

all the potential jurors into Yes, No

and Maybe piles.

These piles will switch around

as we do the interviews.

But we obviously want to fill the jury

with as many yeses and
maybes as possible.

So we get to pick who we want.

- It's like kickball at recess.
- No.

You don't get to choose your team.

You can only control who you eliminate.

And who do we want to eliminate?

Anyone who might have a bias
or a prejudice against you.

Well, that narrows it down to
about everyone in New York.

Now that we're arguing the trial
is politically motivated,

anybody who is pro-government

- automatically goes in the No pile.
- TIFFANY: Yes. For example,

Juror Number , David Moss.

He's an ex-marine.

We assume that anyone
associated with the m*llitary

tends to side with the government.

I thought we all agreed that
Sandra Wilkins was a No.

- The religious mother of four.
- TIFFANY: She was. I put her

into the Maybe pile,
because she posted a link

to her cousin's blog that led me

to his GoFundMe campaign.
Apparently, he was

wrongfully accused of a carjacking

and spent thousands of
dollars in legal fees

before being acquitted.

She might be sympathetic to the idea

that the government makes mistakes.

Any other surprises?

Yes, unfortunately.

Our biochemist, Jeremy Richardson.

- He was a definite Yes for us.
- Not anymore.

I know we thought he'd take

the DNA findings very seriously,

but he belongs to a group called
Down with the One Percent,

which might as well be called
Down with the Brennans.

You didn't tell us

the biochemist looked exactly
like your ex-fiancé.

Sorry. That's Brandon's
new profile picture.

I took a break from
stalking the jurors...

To stalk your ex?

To check in on him, to see
if he was doing okay.

And... clearly, he is...

Shirtless.

Happy.

And single.

Okay, well, let us know if,

uh, there's anything else that comes up.

[exhales] Yeah, if he starts,
like, dating someone else or...

Okay, you-you meant
with potential jurors.

Yep. Got it. Okay, cool.

Gonna take this.

Good meeting. That's good...

GATES: We'd like to submit into evidence

People's exhibits nine through ...

Photos taken from the
cannibal fetish Web site.

These photos have no relevance
whatsoever to the case.

[With mouth full]: Is
this what I think it is?

If you think it's a
human butt dressed up

like an Easter ham, then yeah.

And this?

Male hand... Parmesan.

Your Honor, those pictures
are clearly Photoshopped.

Our client didn't take
them, she's not the one

who posted them... There's no
evidence she's even seen them.

If they're presented to the
jury, they'll just assume...

The title of the thread she started was

- "Make My Mouth Water!"
- Okay.

I'm gonna agree.

[speaking unintelligibly]

I'm-I'm sorry, can you
repeat that, Your Honor?

- I think he said he agrees with us.
- [muffled talking]

- ...inflammatory.
- So, okay, so you agree with me.

We can wait.

- Let's just wait.
- [slurps]

[exhales]

Counselor...

you know full well these images have

the potential to mislead.

They're inflammatory.

And, uh, if I'm being candid,

thus far I've seen zero
evidence of wrongdoing.

I'm not sure I'm following.

Well, then let me shine a light.

I'm still waiting for
your case to start.

And it's not gonna start with these.

I mean, honestly,

I'm trying to eat here.

A word?

I'm late to court.
Sadie's already there.

Walk with me?

It's about Sadie.

And we should talk here... I
don't want to be overheard.

I've seen Sadie run a lot of
mock trials over the years.

Something about this one is different,

more important,

more... personal.

Am I alone in seeing that?

She's Sadie.

- You know what she's like.
- Exactly.

That's my point... I know
her, and this is different.

What are you saying?

Your tie is a little bit crooked.

If you were my husband,
I would straighten it.

But it would be really weird,
wouldn't it, if I walked over

into your personal space and
straightened it for you?

She straightened Billy's tie?
That's what you're saying?

She does it a lot. Or picks
lint off his sweater.

Small, intimate gestures

that I didn't really
think anything about

until her outburst yesterday.

Bonnie, I really need to get to court.

This is what I do for a living.

I am paid really well to read people.

She is taking this case so personally,

and I didn't know why, and then
I was on my way home and I had

this... aha moment.

I think they're sleeping together.

You just... exhaled, and
your chest sank a little.

You're having your own
aha moment, aren't you?

[speaking indistinctly]

Hey. Where were you? I
was getting worried.

Security line.

Bonnie said I should smile a lot.

Any advice on how to smile

when you feel like
you're gonna throw up?

Wish I knew.

If you figure it out, let me know.

We're good.

We're ready. This is what we do.

BURRIS: Thank you for your time.

We hope to make this selection
process as painless

and as quick as possible.

Counsel for the defendant, Ms. Ellis?

Sadie Ellis for the defense.

However quick and painless

the People hopes this is,

I have to tell you, it's
not going to be easy.

Answering our questions, feeling judged

and evaluated.

That's what we have to do.

But you'll be judging us lawyers, too,

if that's any comfort.

I will be as tactful

as I can be with my questions...
In return,

please, try not to notice
this spot on my lapel

I just saw five minutes ago.

Now, I've been doing this a while,

and I have to warn
you, I come on strong.

This is a crucial step, so I persist,

I dig, and you may not
like me when I'm finished.

Hell, I may not like
me when I'm finished.

So if I offend you...
And I probably will,

based on the number of
second dates I don't get...

Please know it is unintentional.

The good news is, my
co-counsel is Albert Cobb,

and he is a gentleman and
a friend, and I trust him

more than I trust myself... So
you are in very good hands.

[chuckles] Oops. I think
he's trying to tell me

that I am taking up too
much of your time.

[laughter]

Thank you.

Thank you, Counsel.

Shall we proceed?

MAN: The MMPI

is a psychological test

designed to place subjects

within predetermined diagnostic areas.

For example, individuals who demonstrate

psychosis or homicidal behavior
tend to have consistent results.

Did Faye's test results place her

in either of those categories? No.

Ms. Davies' results showed no
propensity towards v*olence.

CAMERON: So if her test indicated
that she had no violent impulses,

why does she have such violent thoughts?

I believe her cannibalistic
fantasies stem from feelings

of powerlessness that
began in her childhood.

She grew up in an abusive home
where she had no control.

The paraphilia of cannibalism

allows her to imagine absolute power

and control over another person.

Dr. Tice, in your professional
opinion, is Faye Davies

capable of m*rder?

No.

Doctor, is it possible for someone

to outsmart the MMPI ?

Not easily. Not unless someone has

extensive knowledge of all
questions on the exam.

I see. Now, I wonder who could
gather that kind of information.

I mean, you'd have to be, like, a...
researcher

at the New York Public Library.

We're going to have to put you

- on the stand.
- What?!

What? Oh, I'm terrible
in front of people.

You said putting me on the
stand was a really bad idea.

- I know, but...
- I'm gonna be weird a-and off-putting.

And-and weird. I'm weird. Tell her.

- She's weird.
- I know you're weird.

But the prosecution's making
you out to be a monster.

The jury's scared of you.

It's okay to be weird, Faye.

A weirdo is better than a monster.

[exhales]

- How are you?
- Hey.

Good. Um, when Sadie checks in,
can you transfer her to me?

Thanks.

Do you want to talk about it?

Uh, no, I'll just talk to
Sadie when she checks in.

I saw Brandon's new profile pic.

- What? Where?
- We're friends.

- Lucy...
- I liked it. Is that weird?

You liked it or you like it?

Both.

Okay, Lucy, I'm-I'm really busy here.

What are you gonna do?

- Nothing. Nothing.
- But your profile pic

still has Brandon in it.

That must be so embarrassing.

I will change it.

It better be a good one.

Wait, what do you mean?

Well, Brandon's gonna see
it, and he just posted

a super hot photo of himself.

So you really have to bring it.

This will pretty much be the
most important profile pic

you'll ever post.

[camera shutter clicks]

When I was , my friend accused
me of stealing his basketball.

There was nothing I could do to
convince him I didn't do it.

Has anything like that
ever happened to you?

I'm the youngest of seven.

I got blamed for everything.

Acceptable to the defense.

Move to strike.

MENDOZA: You're excused.

Do you think that people should be
held accountable for their actions?

Don't do the crime if
you can't do the time.

Acceptable to the People.

- Strike.
- If you get arrested,

you must've done something wrong.

Acceptable. Strike.

To err is human.

- Acceptable.
- Strike.

Do you think there's
corruption in the government?

I'm not one of those
conspiracy theorists,

if that's what you're asking.

- Acceptable.
- Acceptable.

Bingo. Ladies and gentlemen,
we have our first juror.

Has anyone in your family
been convicted of a felony?

SADIE: Do you believe in the
presumption of innocence?

BURRIS: Have you ever had a negative
experience with the police?

ALBERT: Have you heard anything
in the news about this case

that would affect your ability
to be fair and impartial?

- BURRIS: Strike.
- SADIE: Acceptable.

- BURRIS: Acceptable.
- Acceptable.

- Strike.
- BURRIS: Strike.

- Acceptable.
- ALBERT: Acceptable.

- Acceptable.
- I think this is

a good time to break for lunch.

We've impaneled nine jurors.

Let's see if we can
make it an even dozen

before the end of the day.

Uh, a middle school student
was reading Alive for school.

It's the story of the
Uruguayan rugby team

whose plane crashed
in the Andes in .

The people who didn't die

in the crash survived by...

eating the people who had.

So this student wanted to know how long

five people could survive on one corpse.

And I was like, "Gee, I don't know",

let me do some research."

And that's how I found the CFC Web site.

When did you start participating on CFC?

For the first month or
so, I just visited.

I thought it was kind of weird.

I mean, I get it.

It's not normal to wonder what
someone would taste like.

But I've never been normal,
and it seems like the people

on the Web site are kind of like me.

You know, loners.

So one day this guy posted,

he was like, "Anybody out
there want to eat me?"

And I was feeling kind
of lonely, so I said,

"I will." And he was like,

"Cool. How?" And...

that's how it started.
I mean, it was like,

in a matter of weeks, I
had a bunch of friends.

Why did you fantasize about real people,

coworkers like Casper and
others from the library?

I guess it made me feel better.

I mean, like...

if Casper left our workstation dirty,

rather than report it to our supervisor

and, like, nothing would happen,
I would go online and be like,

"There's this jerk I work with,
and he needs to be eaten.

Who's in?"

But I never would've actually done it.

It was just something to do at
work to make the time go by.

I'd do it while I ate my lunch.

Which was usually a salad.

I love salad.

[horn honking in distance]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

It's going pretty well, right?

- I like the jurors we have.
- Yeah, me, too.

Burris scares me.

She's a bulldog.

She's not gonna like our
new defense strategy.

Not blaming her. Not really.

Just her boss. It's Russo
we'll point the finger at.

You don't want ketchup?

What?

You poured the ketchup,
but you're not using it.

No, I'm a purist. That's for Sadie.

It's like her only vegetable.

Hey, I ordered a salad.

Yeah, for the bacon bits and
the cheese and the dressing.

Some lettuce does get in there.
Albert, defend me.

I know Sadie likes ketchup,

but it wouldn't even occur
to me to pour it for her.

What's going on?

I don't know, Sadie.

I was gonna ask you the same thing.

BURRIS: Really hammering the government

corruption thing in there, huh?

Defense must be pretty
weak if you're going

for such low-hanging fruit.

Better get back.

Nobody asked...

...but I like ketchup, too.

Do you know Mark Schwartz?

No.

How about... MeatMash ?

Yeah, I know that name.

MeatMash is the CFC username

of Mark Schwartz. He
was on the guest list

for "The Feast," isn't that right?

- Yeah.
- The FBI

has continued to monitor
your CFC account.

And while news of your arrest has

scared most of the guests away, Mark

has continued his correspondence.

In fact, just yesterday
he sent you a very...

interesting message.

Would you read that?

Objection. We haven't seen this.

GATES: Your Honor, we just received
this information ourselves.

There was no time to share
it with the defense.

Overruled.

Read it, Ms. Davies.

"Bought my plane ticket for The Feast."

And here it is.

Sacramento to New York.

Now, you-you say The
Feast was imaginary,

and yet Mr. Schwartz actually

bought a plane ticket
so he could attend.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

No, The Feast was real.

You were actually gonna
go through with it.

No, it was a fantasy.

Why would he buy this ticket
if The Feast wasn't real?

Objection.

Because the realer it seems,

- the better it feels.
- Faye...

Like if I was gonna say I'm
gonna eat someone, why

would I make someone up, when
there are all these people here

and I could just be like,
"That lady right there,

I'm gonna eat her."

Ms. Davies, please, refrain

from addressing the jury directly.

- She thinks I'm this sick weirdo...
- CAMERON: Faye.

...and she has this
ultimate power over me.

- Ms. Wirth.
- Faye, please.

But the whole time she's been
sitting there judging me,

- I've been judging her.
- Stop!

And it makes this whole
thing easier to deal with.

- Stop talking!
- And maybe it's sick and weird,

but I'm never gonna eat her.

- Stop talking!
- I'm never gonna eat anyone.

What were you thinking?

- What? When?
- We saw

- your new profile pic.
- Bad move.

Oh, come on. It's not that bad.

Maybe for a driver's license photo.

Fine. If it was such a disaster,
then just take another one.

Oh, dear.

What? This is how I smile.

This profile pic needs heat.

You're competing against
a shirtless ex-fiancé,

and, right now, you're losing.
Now, tilt your head.

More.

Too much.

Little more.

And sexy eyes. [Purrs]

Oh. Those are the opposite of sexy eyes.

Will you please just take the photo?

- I can't work like this.
- We're just trying to help you

get back at Brandon.

He didn't do anything wrong.

You don't think the shirtless
profile pic was meant for you?

No. I don't know. You know what,

I-I don't care. Brandon is just trying

to do whatever he needs
to do to move on.

This breakup has not been
easy for either of us.

Intensity, flared nostrils.

Sexy but still profesh.

I think we got a winner.

[singsongy]: I like it.

Get out.

I'll e-mail it to you.

What's the deal on Juror ?

He's the former marine.
We're striking him.

We have two definite nos,

the marine and the biochemist.

I think we use our final
strike on the biochemist,

- because I think the marine is a maybe.
- Based on what?

I just saw him reading a book

Isaiah gave me on my th birthday.

Tell me you're not serious.

It's Chomsky.

I think he might question the system.

Or at the very least,
he's a free thinker.

I read Mein Kampf in college.

- Doesn't make me a n*zi.
- No,

but it does make you
someone who's curious

about the power a government
has over its people.

You'd be great on the jury.
So would Juror .

He's a marine. We're striking him.

I'd rather have him on the
jury than the biochemist.

You have got to trust me on this.

Casper McTell called

because he thought his
life was in danger.

And it was.

This is not a case about
the Thought Police

or Big Brother.

It's about Faye Davies,

a woman who had the means,

the opportunity,

and the intent to commit
a horrifying m*rder.

Now, the defense says
it's all a fantasy.

But remember,

it's all a fantasy...

until it's not.

Time to get back on the horse.

What do you mean?

You know this closing as well as I do.

Tell them why this is important.

[chair scrapes]

In order to be convicted of conspiracy

to commit m*rder, there
has to be an overt act.

Something you do.

It's not someone you
chatted with online.

Sure, what Faye Davies wrote about,

the pictures she looked at, the
online conversations she had,

the things going on in
her mind were graphic.

And, frankly, scary.

But you know what scares me more?

A government that starts
regulating what people think.

What's in your browser history?

Anything weird?

Different?

Anything embarrassing?

You okay with the police taking a peek?

What makes this country great

is that we are free.

Because written into our Constitution

is the freedom for us
to think what we want

and say what we want, not what's
popular, not what's nice,

but whatever we want.

Faye Davies was exercising that freedom.

If you convict her,

the next time the police
break down a door,

it could be yours.

years old. Retired Marine Corps.

Currently unemployed.

I live in Murray Hill.

Juror is acceptable to the People.

- [whispering]: Is he really okay?
- Yeah.

The defense would like
to use our last strike

to thank and excuse Juror .

You're excused.

What the hell was that?

The marine was the perfect dark horse.

Burris would never have guessed
he leaned to the left.

Albert, I'm talking to you.

You can't just ignore me.

I don't know what's going on with you.

Are you sleeping with Billy?

You are.

We're talking about the
biochemist right now,

- and the fact that he puts our case...
- We are not talking about him.

We stopped having that
conversation, Sadie.

We are now talking about you

sleeping with our client.

That's what puts our case in jeopardy.

- You put our case in jeopardy.
- Albert.

I saw it and I didn't
want to believe it.

It was right in front of my face.

You let him call the
sh*ts, give his DNA.

- I can explain.
- If you lie to me, so help me God

I will never speak to you again.

How long has this been going on?

A while.

- At least a month.
- And you're sleeping with him?

- Yes.
- Sadie...

Does anyone else know?

Isaiah suspects.

I told Cam.

So it's just me, your so-called

best friend, who's in the dark.

Your partner,

your co-counsel.

I'm here, Sadie,

and what I think matters.

- I matter.
- Albert.

What is it? His money?

His big blue eyes?

You turned on by guys who
need you, is that it?

I'm looking for a reason,
Sadie, and I hope you have one,

because this is bad.

I love him.

You love him?

Then you save him.

I'm off the case.

It's all yours.

There you are.

You and Albert just disappeared.

What's wrong?

He knows.

Oh, God.

Madam Forewoman, have
you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

On the count of conspiracy
to commit m*rder...

...we find the defendant
Faye Davies guilty.

[inhales sharply]

Your Honor, this is outrageous.

- The state did not prove intent.
- Ms. Wirth...

My client is being punished
for something she didn't do.

Ms. Wirth! Sit down.

I agree with you.

What?

Are you kidding me?

You heard my instructions.

I explained to you

in very clear terms what
the burden of proof

for this charge was.

And still...

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

it is in my bones to trust
our system of jurisprudence.

Sometimes, however, the system fails,

juries screw up, and when that happens

I believe it is up to the
sitting judge to correct it.

So I am setting aside the verdict

and issuing a finding

of not guilty.

Ms. Davies, you're free to go.

You got a minute?

Sure.

I know I'm the last person
you want to see right now.

Yeah.

Let's stipulate to that.

I want to take the blame for this,

but that'd be like saying
Sadie was easily led.

And we both know that's not true.

What's more honest is
that it just happened.

We didn't go looking for it,

we just... fell in love.

So you speak for the both of you now?

No. She wouldn't like that,
so I'll speak for myself.

I fell in love and I
tried not to, but I did.

And you might hear something
different from her,

that it was casual or meaningless,

but I don't think so.

Is that it?

You feel better telling
me you're a good guy?

Putting everything we
worked for at risk...

It just happened?

Not your fault?

I didn't come here to feel better.

I came to ask you to stay on the case.

I need you.

I need your mind and your voice.

And I even need the part of
you that never liked me,

because there are people on this jury

that feel that way.

Okay. Understood.

I'm useful to you.

Well, you could prove useful to me, too.

We lawyers like to tell ourselves

that we can defend anyone,

regardless of what they've done,

regardless of how we feel
about them as people.

That's the kind of lawyer I think I am.

And it might be that you help
me prove that to myself.

But it might also be that
you've shown me my own limits.

I don't think you'll drop me,
Albert, even if you woke up

this morning believing that
I k*lled Amy. And I didn't.

But I did fall in love
with your best friend.

I hope to God that's not
where you draw the line.

Let me know how the jury comes
back on this, will you?

Would you give us a minute?

Have a seat.

I'm not staying. Neither are you.

Cam...

I want to petition the governor

to commute Carolyn's sentence.

Hypothetically speaking,

if my client had an illness
and it was serious,

could that make it more likely?

Cam, what are you saying?

I can't break privilege, Isaiah.

I'm only speaking in hypotheticals.

How serious?

Stop playing chess.

This is important.

Time is important.

♪ And my heart can soothe her ♪

♪ She... ♪

♪ And the hope... ♪

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I heard the judge really
chewed out the jury.

Really? More cannibal puns?

[chuckles]

How long did it take you
to think of that one?

I don't know. It's
better than picking out

a new profile picture.

Brandon updated his,

so apparently mine has to
be absolutely perfect.

- You okay?
- I guess.

I haven't been single since high school,

so I don't really know how you do it.

It's easy. You just don't date.

Oh. Okay.

And what about you? Do you, do you date?

No. I'm still getting over someone.

I'm sorry. How recent?

It was pre-incarceration, actually.

Her name was Cara.

She was cool.

Smartest person in the room.

So funny.

We were living together
when I was arrested.

She was my phone call.

The hardest part was,

she had no idea what I'd been doing.

She didn't believe me at first.

She thought it was a joke.

What happened?

She didn't wait for me.

We could always just,
like, stalk her online.

Actually, I think it'd be best
for both of us if we just

walk away from the computer right now.

Totally.

♪ How come no one told me ♪

♪ That I never really fully ♪

♪ Have control? ♪

♪ Control, control, control ♪

♪ Burdened by the weight ♪

♪ Of all the things ♪

♪ That I am trying to hold ♪

♪ In control, control... ♪

Here's how this could go.

- If we lose...
- We won't.

If we lose, he goes to prison,

and he's not made for that.

He's not hard.

Not his fault. When you
grow up like he did,

you're used to things going your way,

and when they don't, you're used
to doing something about it.

Making a phone call, throwing
money at the problem.

It's who he is, Sadie,

and when he's been in jail for a year,

two years, that's what he will do.

The love will be gone and he'll be angry

and bitter and your
little Saturday visits

aren't gonna do it for him.

He'll hire a new lawyer and he'll say

that he was in a sexual
relationship with his lawyer.

- He won't.
- And he'll say that your judgment

was impaired,

and he'll demand a new
trial, and he'll get it

and you'll be disbarred.

- Okay, listen to me.
- And you should be disbarred.

You should be.

I should call the board
and report you myself.

That's what I should do.

And it's taking restraint
not to do it, but...

- Listen. If you would just...
- Stop talking.

There are no words you can
use to make this better,

so just listen.

The only way out of this
mess is for us to win,

so that's what we're gonna do.

I'm taking over. You sit second chair.

I'd throw you off this case
if I could, but like I said,

we need to win, and if
you're gone, it's a story.

There can be no story other
than we are strong and united.

He told me he loves you,
but I don't think he knows

what it means to love someone.

I do.

You're my best friend and I love you.

Even though I hate what you did,

I hate that you lied to me.

I love you and I'm gonna
save you from yourself.

I'm gonna make it so that you
can be with the man you love

and then I'm gonna walk away.

From you. From this firm. I
don't know what I'm gonna do,

but whatever it is, I can't do
it until this trial is won.

- Albert...
- Please don't talk.

I don't want to hear
anything you have to say.

♪ How come no one told me ♪

♪ That I never really fully ♪

♪ Have control? ♪

♪ Control, control, control. ♪