We have to at least consider the possibility.
All the hard evidence points towards him...
and you keep refusing to even look at it.
I'm not refusing to look at anything!
I don't think he did it!
Look, you two...
we're up in two days, and we got dick!
So do your goddamn jobs!
TOMMY: Fuck!
It must've been hard for you to come here to Chicago.
Didn't know anybody.
No. Nobody.
Didn't have any money?
AARON: No. Nothing.
ARRINGTON: I want to talk more about your girlfriend Linda now.
Can we, Aaron?
AARON: No.
Why not?
[Beep]
Aaron?
[Beep]
AARON: I'm sor-sor--I'm sorry.
Do--do you think we could do this later?
No, let's stay with this.
I'm just feeling-- a litt-little tired.
Why does talking about Linda Forbes upset you?
It, uh, doe--it doesn't.
I just don't--
don't want to talk about it right now.
Why not? Are you all right?
No. My head hurts.
[Beep beep beep]
OK, OK, I'm sorry.
Let me just fix this.
Hey, you know what I can do with this thing?
Now, howthe fuck should I know?
Jesus Christ.
Aaron.
What?
Wh-what was you saying?
MAN: Come on.
[Alarm chirps]
[Brakes screech]
ALEX: Stop him!
ALEX: What do you want? I'll kill you!
TOMMY: I don't think so, Alex. Drop it.
TOMMY: Remember me, huh?
My name is Martin Vail.
ALEX: I don't give a fuck! You got no right doing this!
I have every fucking right!
I'm Aaron Stampler's attorney, you little shit!
Now!
What do you know about the archbishop's murder?
Nothing.
Where the fuck you think you're going?
No more shit. Don't fuck with us.
ALEX: I swear, I know nothing!
Then what were you doing at Aaron's house?
What were you looking for?
A tape.
MARTIN: A tape? Videotape?
Yeah.
MARTIN: Of what?
Sex stuff.
MARTIN: Sex stuff?
What, do I have to draw a picture for you?
MARTIN: Who?
Who?!
ALEX: Me, Linda.
And Aaron?
Yeah. He shot it, too-- for the archbishop.
MARTIN: Are you telling me that Archbishop Rushman...
is involved with sex stuff?
ALEX: Yeah. He called it "purging the devil."
He'd say a sermon for ten minutes...
and then he'd tell us what to do.
I don't give a fuck what you believe!
MARTIN: Hey, hey, hey...
what were you going to do with the tape?
ALEX: Trash it! I was going to throw it away.
Just one? One tape?
ALEX: He'd use the same one, keep recording over and over.
MARTIN: What made you think Aaron had it?
ALEX: I thought he got it, went back, and killed him.
He did kill him, right?
No, he didn't.
Where's this girl? Where's Linda?
She freaked out! She panicked. She split.
I'm not expecting any postcards.
Look at me.
Get him the fuck out of here, Tommy.
ALEX: What? Where to?
TOMMY: Warm bunk and three meals a day.
ALEX: You can't arrest me. You're not a cop!
TOMMY: I used to be. That work for you?
Shit.
OFFICER: Hey, look who's here.
MARTIN: Don't get up. That's a good article.
OFFICER: You knowthe rules.
Don't disturb anything. Don't remove anything.
If you do, it's my ass.
MARTIN: Yeah, mine, too. I won't touch anything.
[Videotape rewinding]
Excuse me.
Then preach the gospel to every--
MARTIN: Hello.
-What are you guys watching? -Wait a minute.
RUSHMAN: Alex, go to her.
Good.
Now help her.
That's it, Aaron. Good.
Linda, help out.
Good.
Take off her blouse, Aaron.
That's it.
Now, help him, Linda.
Isn't that sweet, Linda?
Good. That's it.
Nowtake him in your mouth.
TOMMY: Heeere's motive.
RUSHMAN: Aaron, take her from behind.
Aaron, take her from behind!
MARTIN: Jesus Christ.
[Buzzer]
Thanks.
MARTIN: I need to talk to him alone.
ARRINGTON: There's something--
I need to be alone with my client.
Do you trust me?
Do--Yes.
Yes. Of course I do.
Good, because I don't trust you.
I'll lay it all out for you.
I'm losing this case.
You know why I'm losing this case?
'Cause my fucking client is fucking lying to me.
I nev-nev-never--
That's bullshit! That's it.
No more bullshit. No more games.
Everybody thinks you did this! Everybody!
I'm the only one who believes you, and I am that close!
So I want it all out-- all of it, right here.
Did you underline that book?
Hey, hey! Look at me.
Did you underline that book?
N-n-no, I didn't.
I don't believe you. That is bullshit!
I told--
I don't fucking believe you! I sawthe tape!
I sawthe tape. I know what he did to you.
AARON: No, no, no!
MARTIN: Don't fucking do this. Tell me the truth.
You fucking killed him, didn't you?
You're so full of shit! You did it, didn't you?
Don't lie to me.
You little fuck! You killed him!
You son of a bitch! You fucking killed him!
AARON: No! What the hell you want from me now?
Quit your cryin'! I can't understand a goddamn word!
You little sissy! You make me sick!
Well, lookie here. Who the fuck are you?
MARTIN: Who the fuck are you?
This is my cell, Jack! Who the fuck are you?
I got you now.
You're the lawyer. You his lawyer, ain't you?
Yeah, with your fancy suit. I heard about you.
Well, my, my.
You sure fucked this one up, counselor!
They're gonna shoot Aaron so full of poison...
it's gonna come out his eyes!
Where is Aaron?
Aaron's cryin' off in some corner somewhere.
You scared him off. You gotta deal with me now, boy.
I ought to give you a beatin' on principle!
Look at me.
You come pullin' that tough-guy shit on Aaron again...
I'll kick your fuckin' ass to Sunday!
-You understand me? -I understand you.
MARTIN: Aaron gets in trouble, he calls you.
You're the man.
Aaron couldn't kick his own ass.
I mean, you seen him, with the"Duh-duh-duh."
Jesus Christ. He can't handle anything.
Sure as shit couldn't handle all that preacher's blood.
If he'd done like I told him, we wouldn't be in this mess!
But he got scared and,"Duh."
Ran off and got hisself caught. Stupid little shit.
MARTIN: So Aaron did kill Rushman?
Hell, no!
Jesus Christ! Where'd they find you?
Ain't you been listenin' to me?
Aaron don't have the guts to do nothin'.
It was me, boy. It was me.
-It was you. -Yes, it was.
He come cryin' to me like always...
stutterin' and whinin'--
"I can-can't t-take it no more, Roy.
"You got--got to help me.
"Please--please, Roy."
I said,"Shut your mouth, you little girl!
"Grow up. Be a man. Take care of yourself."
MARTIN: Be a man. Yeah.
So your name is Roy?
Oh, jeez, I'm sorry. Yeah. What is it, Marty?
Yeah.
Listen, Marty, I'm dyin' for a smoke.
Do you have a cigarette on you?
MARTIN: No. I quit.
Fuck that. I can't live without them.
There's gotta be a butt around somewhere.
Roy, tell me about-- about Linda.
-Linda? -Yeah.
Who the fuck cares about Linda?
MARTIN: I care. I'd like to know about Linda.
ROY: That little tramp. Everybody had a piece of her.
She had Aaron wrapped up so tight...
he actually thought she was his girlfriend.
It was pathetic. She broke his heart.
So that's why you had to kill Rushman?
Because of the sex stuff?
You seen the tape.
Answer me, you son of a bitch!
Do you think I'm playin' with you?
I will break your fuckin' neck!
I'll ask you again. Have you seen that tape?
MARTIN: Of course I sawthe tape.
ROY: Goddamn it!
I told him,"Get the tape! It's motive, you asshole!"
This is gonna fuck everything up!
Don't showthat to a goddamn person!
-Do you understand me? -Yes!
Aaron!
MARTIN: Damn it.
Mis--
Mr. Vail?
Yeah. I'm right here, Aaron.
[Sighs]
MARTIN: He did it. The little fuck did it.
How could I miss that? Am I going to need stitches?
ARRINGTON: No.
He didn't do it.
Aaron has no idea what just happened in there.
Kept seeing all the signs-- big ones.
The abusive background, these repeated blackouts...
the ellipsis in thought, he's ambidextrous.
I tried to tell you when you came in.
MARTIN: You may be thrilled, but I'm fucked.
I don't have a case.
It's textbook multiple personality disorder.
Put me on the stand. I'll testify.
He's insane.
I can't--
I can't change plea in the middle of a trial.
The judge would never allow it.
Besides, insanity's the hardest thing to prove.
OK.
My professional opinion?
This is not a criminal we're dealing with.
It's a sick kid.
He's sitting in a cell, and it's not where he belongs.
Got an aspirin?
[Door buzzes]
[Sighs]
Come on, Connerman. Ask it.
Ask what?
The question you wanted to ask me before.
l--I don't understand, Mr. Vail.
"How can you defend someone if you knowthey did it?"
"How can you do that?"
"How can you fucking defend these fucking scumbags?"
Isn't that what you wanted to ask me?
All those coy questions, all that bullshit.
Bottom line is, "How can you do what you do?"
[Sighs]
You think it's the money, don't you?
The money's nice. The money's very, very nice.
The first thing I ask a new client is...
"You been saving up for a rainy day?
"Guess what? It's raining."
You think it's because I want to see my face...
on the cover of magazines?
Fifteen seconds on TV?
I love it. I fucking love that shit.
I really do.
But guess what?
That's not it.
You go to Las Vegas?
JACK: Yeah.
I don't go to Vegas. Why do you think I don't?
JACK: Marty, it's late. I think we should both--
Why gamble with money...
when you can gamble with people's lives?
That was a joke.
[Sighs]
All right, I'll tell you.
I believe in the notion...
that people are innocent until proven guilty.
I believe in that notion because I choose to believe...
in the basic goodness of people.
I choose to believe that not all crimes...
are committed by bad people...
and I try to understand...
that some very, very good people...
do some very bad things.
You know, when I was working for Shaughnessy...
I did something very, very bad.
I mean, illegal.
I was a prosecutor then.
This thing that I did, it was bad.
I was very upset by it.
Decided I had to leave, so I left.
I became a defending attorney--
irony being that everyone assumes I'm lying anyhow.
And I made myself this little promise--
that, um...
I would reserve my lies for other than my public life.
You print any of this, I'll sue your fucking ass.
All right, so I made a little mistake.
NAOMl: No shit.
MARTIN: You want a new suit? I'll buy you a new suit.
TOMMY: Made a mistake? You told us the third man did it.
Now you got your third man. And a fourth and a fifth.
NAOMl: What are you gonna do, Marty?
MARTIN: I don't know. I really fucked up here.
You were right.
NAOMl: So how are you gonna get him off?
I don't know.
What I know is...
Aaron did not commit first-degree murder.
TOMMY: He stabbed him a billion times.
MARTIN: Not Aaron. To convict someone of a capital crime...
the state must prove intent.
Roy had intent, Aaron didn't.
NAOMl: The only way to prove that is to change the plea...
which we can't do mid-trial unless you want a career change.
MARTIN: I could have been mistaken, but I wasn't wrong.
Aaron is innocent. It's Roy who is guilty.
TOMMY: This kid needs an exorcist, not a lawyer.
MARTIN: You're so full of shit. You didn't see it!
He's one sick motherfucking boy who's been fucked around...
his whole life by his father, by his priest.
He does not deserve to die.
It's our job to make sure a jury believes that.
OK.
How do we do it?
By somehow introducing this whole abuse thing.
-The tape. -What about the tape?
NAOMl: That's crazy. That gives him motive.
MARTIN: It looks like that, but it's...
No, actually, it turns this whole thing around.
It gives concrete documentation of what Rushman did to this kid.
But we can't put it in. You knowthat.
But we're not going to.
Oh, fuck.
Ohhh...
OK.
-OK. -Good.
[Doorbell buzzes]
ANCHOR: ...He also talks about there were several times...
that things got stormy...
and he would be the one that would call.
But they never recorded anything on this...
and they have no record of violence...
[Telephone rings]
Yeah?
-What the hell are you doing? -Who is this?
JANET : You know damn well who. Barleycorn's now.
Janet?
Cute porno. Part of your collection?
JUKEBOX: Nowthat I know you...
I've learned to love you...
MARTIN: Hey.
Where'd you get it? Steal it from the crime scene?
I know nothing about this tape.
You're such a liar.
If this tape has on it what you say...
it gives you motive.
You had to. You couldn't introduce it in court.
The jury would despise you for dishonoring the bishop.
But if you get me to show it...
motive or no motive, I'm the one who looks bad...
and you gain sympathy for your poor little abused boy.
-You think so? -I hate you.
Don't use it.
I have no intention of using it.
-Usual, Stu. -You got it.
You're up to even more than that, aren't you?
I'm not up to anything.
JANET : You think I'm walking through that door?
There's a tiger on the other end.
You know who'd be upset? Shaughnessy.
-Fuck him. -Fuck him?
Fuck you.
Thanks a lot.
All right, if this isn't your motive, what is?
I have motive.
Yeah? What is it?
I'm really going to tell you.
You'd better tell the jury soon. Time's running out.
WAITRESS: Here you go.
You think you've got me.
You think because you know me as well as you do...
you know how I think.
Well, I know how you think.
You know what I'm thinking?
What happened to your face?
l--I bumped it on a medicine cabinet.
[Snorts]
No, Marty. That was a girl on her way out.
Maybe we should come back here later.
JANET : Later? They close in ten minutes.
MARTIN: No, after the trial.
When you've got nothing to lose.
How can your timing be so good in a courtroom...
and so bad in real life?
I'll think about it later.
I hate you too much right now.
WOMAN: You've got a visitor.
YANCY: Well, here she comes.
-Talk to you later. -OK.
YANCY: Janet.
SHAUGHNESSY: Morning.
So where's the tape?
There's some pretty ugly stuff on that tape.
Yes, there is.
JANET : Who would have thought?
SHAUGHNESSY: Where did it come from?
Landed on my front door last night. No note.
Vail?
-Who else? -Clever prick.
What do you think he's up to?
I honestly don't know.
SHAUGHNESSY: Cut the crap. You know him pretty well.
You were balling him, for Christ's sake.
Where is it?
At home.
I have some advice for you.
If you really have aspirations beyond this particular office...
pick up that little handbag, go home right now...
and destroy this tape you should've destroyed...
like I did the minute you received it.
You don't think Vail has a copy?
You don't think there's an original?
It's Stampler that's on trial, not the Catholic church...
and if you haven't found another motive to hang him on...
then God help you.
BAILIFF : All rise.
Please sit down.
Madam prosecutor.
Ms. Venable.
The state calls Thomas Goodman.
Objection, Your Honor.
The prosecution knows full well...
that Mr. Goodman is my investigator in this case.
Under the work product rule, he can't be compelled to testify.
Permission to approach the bench, Your Honor?
Granted.
Important evidence has come into my possession...
which I believe he can authenticate.
It's Mr. Vail's privilege.
If he doesn't want Mr. Goodman to testify...
Mr. Goodman doesn't testify.
Make a decision, Mr. Vail.
Mr. Goodman, have you ever been to my apartment?
TOMMY: Nope.
I mean my apartment building.
Allegedly.
JANET : I'm sorry. You're confused.
Either you have, or you haven't. Allegedly doesn't figure.
I have...been there. Yes.
Why did you go there?
TOMMY: I was delivering something.
For whom?
Martin Vail.
Mr. Vail sent you to deliver something to me?
-Yes. -What was it?
A videotape.
Could this have been the tape you delivered for Mr. Vail?
I have a feeling it is, yes.
JANET : The People place this in evidence, Your Honor.
So ordered. Bailiff, please index.
JANET : Where did Mr. Vail get this tape...
if it is indeed the same one?
TOMMY: He took it from Archbishop Rushman's closet.
JANET : He stole it?
TOMMY: No, he borrowed it.
Once I transferred it for him, I returned it.
JANET : Can you describe for me what's on this tape?
There was a sermon by Archbishop Rushman--
a rehearsal, I should say--
followed by, um...
a kind of home movie.
JANET : A home movie? Of what?
TOMMY: Some altar boys.
JANET : And?
TOMMY: A girl.
Doing what?
An altar boy lesson of some kind?
Having sex.
[Spectators gasp]
Quiet.
A porno movie?
TOMMY: Mmm...yes.
Yes. Now how is it, do you think...
that this tape, this porno tape...
was in the archbishop's closet...
in order for Mr. Vail to find it there?
He was the, um--the...director.
Who was?
Archbishop Rushman.
JUDGE: Quiet in the court!
MARTIN: [Whispering] Everything's going fine.
JANET : And was the defendant one of the altar boys...
performing in the archbishop's home movie?
Yes, he was.
JANET : Was his girlfriend?
I believe her name is Linda Forbes.
Yes, she was.
And did it appear to you the defendant was enjoying...
performing in this film with his girlfriend?
No, he does not.
I will not ask if you think we have uncovered motive.
We will decide that for ourselves...
once we've all seen the videotape.
No further questions.
JUDGE: Does defense wish to cross?
No, Your Honor.
Court's in recess. Bailiff, set up for the tape.
Mr. Goodman, you're excused.
JANET : Thanks for the advice.
ARRINGTON: Mr. Vail said she was your girlfriend.
AARON: Y-yes, she was.
ARRINGTON: How'd you meet?
AARON: We was both at the Savior House.
I was an altar boy...
and she was w-working for Bishop Rushman.
ARRINGTON: Doing what?
ARRINGTON: Were you sleeping with anyone else at the time?
No, no.
ARRINGTON: Was she?
AARON: N-n-no--no.
[Telephone rings]
MARTIN: Yeah.
No, I'm still here.
What?
MARTIN: Thank you.
JUDGE: Mr. Vail...
are you prepared to proceed with your first witness?
Yes, Your Honor.
The defense calls John Shaughnessy.
Oh, shit.
The People object, Your Honor.
Mr. Shaughnessy's never been identified--
Your Honor, may I approach?
-Yes, you may. -Thank you.
MARTIN: My client's on trial for his life here.
He's always maintained there was someone else...
in that bedroom.
You think Mr. Shaughnessy can confirm that?
The U.S. Constitution takes precedence...
permitting the calling of any witness...
to promulgate evidence of innocence.
That's clearly stated in the Sixth Amendment.
It's also profound in Brady vs. Maryland.
MARTIN: Mr. Shaughnessy...
you serve on the board of an organization...
known as The Rushman Foundation?
I'm privileged to be an honorary board member.
Explain the nature and purpose of this foundation.
SHAUGHNESSY: It was founded by the late archbishop.
Its purpose is to invest in projects...
for the greater good of the community.
Greater good of the community. OK.
Would that be true in the case of the now bankrupt...
South River housing development?
Yes.
Tell the court why the project was abandoned.
SHAUGHNESSY: There was a difference of opinion...
as to the costs.
MARTIN: Wasn't there also a difference of opinion...
between the investors and the late archbishop himself?
-I don't recall. -Don't recall?
Well...
what kind of money we talking about here?
How much money, Mr. Shaughnessy...
was invested in this failed South River enterprise?
Sixty million dollars.
[Spectators gasp]
Sixty million dollars?
Wow, that's a lot of money.
You and the archbishop have been friends...
for, what, 20 years?
You knew each other really well.
Were you surprised at the content of that tape...
Ms. Venable submitted?
Of course.
You never heard any allegations...
charges against him during that time?
Not that I recall.
Especially since you were State's Attorney...
for the last 15 years.
You've supervised all the prosecutions...
in Cook County during that time...
especially the prosecutions of all prominent figures.
I also have a thousand of the best prosecutors.
But as State's Attorney, you ultimately decided...
who would be indicted and who wouldn't.
Yes.
All right, let me just take you back now.
Let's go back to June 1985.
You recall any allegations...
of sexual misconduct against the archbishop at that time?
I don't recall that.
You recall a young man named Michael O'Donnell...
who came to the felony review unit at your office?
I have no idea what you're talking about, counselor.
It's so confusing. I have this document here...
from the Chicago police department...
that says, uh, yes, "Michael O'Donnell...
"spoke to the unit supervisor over a period of two weeks...
"explaining to him in graphic detail...
"sexual abuse he suffered at the hands of Rushman."
[Crowd murmurs]
JUDGE: Quiet.
MARTIN: Isn't it also true, Mr. State's Attorney...
that you then decided your friend Archbishop Rushman...
was not going to stand trial for any of it?
He owed you big-time, John.
You must've been pissed off when he pulled out of South River.
What happened? He just said, "No! I can't take it"?
You and your investors--
sixty million reasons to kill him.
You little cocksucker.
JUDGE: Witness dismissed. Court's in recess.
Vail, in my chambers now.
That's for Joey Pinero, you little shithead.
YANCY: Start looking for a job.
JUDGE: If you think you can use my courtroom...
to wage personal vendettas and settle old scores...
you are sorely mistaken.
I'm striking Shaughnessy's testimony from the record...
as irrelevant and holding you in contempt...
to the tune of $10,000.
MARTIN: So you're telling me...
I can't get a fair trial in your courtroom?
Be very, very careful. You're on dangerous ground.
Shall I make that check out to you?
Shall I take you off this case?
You're making a mockery of my courtroom...
and I am not going to allow it.
I suggest you start representing your client...
and stop representing yourself.
AARON: Do this later?
ARRINGTON: No, let's stay with this a minute.
AARON: I just-- I'm feeling ver-very tired.
ARRINGTON: Yeah, I know.
Why does talking about Linda Forbes upset you?
AARON: It d--it doesn't. I just--
ARRINGTON: OK.
AARON: S-sorry, I'm sorry.
ARRINGTON: You know what I can do with this thing?
Howthe fuck should I know?
MARTIN: Dr. Arrington, how much time have you spent...
with Aaron Stampler?
Around 60 hours.
MARTIN: What did you find during your evaluation?
ARRINGTON: I found Mr. Stampler suffers...
from an acute disassociative condition--
specifically, multiple personality disorder.
JANET : Objection, Your Honor.
Dr. Arrington's only stating what she's observed.
JANET : Your Honor?
JUDGE: Counselors.
JANET : Now I know what you're doing.
JUDGE: Will you excuse us for a minute?
JANET : If he wants to question his client's sanity--
I'm trying to establish a medical basis for amnesia.
JANET : No. He's saying he's crazy.
JUDGE: Are you?
No, I am not.
I will allow you to proceed if you're very, very careful.
Absolutely.
Yes.
JUDGE: Write down that he said that.
MARTIN: All right, where were we?
Now, could Aaron Stampler have been present...
during the murder of Archbishop Rushman...
and not remember it?
-Yes, he could. -Could you explain that?
ARRINGTON: His state at that time was such that his body...
could be present at a homicide...
yet his mind would be unable to recall it.
MARTIN: And how is that possible?
The neurological mechanism making this possible...
began with the early abuse suffered from his father.
In defense, Aaron's psyche splintered...
and helped him to create two separate personalities.
-Your Honor. -Mr. Vail.
I didn't say it.
JUDGE: You have been warned. Do you want to pursue this?
I suggest you think long and hard before answering.
Your Honor, just one last question.
All right, Dr. Arrington...
in your opinion...
is Aaron Stampler capable of murder?
No, he is not. He's far too traumatized...
to express normal anger and frustration.
He keeps his emotions repressed.
Which is why he created Roy, who is capable of such crimes.
Objection, Your Honor!
JUDGE: That's enough, Mr. Vail.
The jury will disregard that last statement...
as will the court.
Madam prosecutor, do you wish to cross?
You bet I do.
Since you brought it up, against the court's instructions...
I'm curious to know, is multiple personality disorder...
your primary area of expertise?
It's not my primary field, no.
Is forensic psychiatry your primary area of expertise?
No, I'm a neuropsychologist.
I see. So, you have no forensic experience...
and you're more of, oh, let's say, an academic.
Then you will forgive this rather academic question.
I'm driving, somebody cuts me off.
I think, "I could just kill that guy."
But I don't, do I?
-I'd hope not. -That's right.
Things happen to us. People wrong us.
But we don't all go around inventing psychopaths...
to do our dirty work for us, do we?
I'm not suggesting you suffer from multiple personality.
I'm saying Mr. Stampler does.
Yes, we heard.
You've also testified that you have met this...
What was his name again?
-Roy. -Roy what?
He didn't give a last name.
I see.
Did Roy tell you he had murdered the archbishop?
Mr. Vail was alone with him at the time.
I was watching through the window.
But afterwards, I was in the room...
and saw both Roy and his transformation back into Aaron.
Did you happen to tape this appearance of Aaron--
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I just cannot get used to this name.
ARRINGTON: Roy.
Did you?
No, the tape was off.
Off?
So, you have no record whatsoever of his appearance.
-No. -No.
JANET : Does Aaron Stampler know right from wrong?
Yes, he does.
If he butchered the archbishop, would he know--
MARTIN: Objection.
If Aaron Stampler murdered the archbishop...
would he know he'd broken the law?
Yes, he would, but Aaron didn't kill--
Oh, yes, I know, Doctor. It was Roy.
That's all.
No further questions, Your Honor.
JUDGE: Witness may step down.
If you'd like to reopen the prosecution's case...
and call the State's psychiatrist...
I'd certainly agree to it.
No, I don't think that's necessary.
I think we all get the picture here.
JUDGE: Mr. Vail, are you ready to proceed?
Would you like a recess?
[Alarm chirps]
Roy?
Aaron.
Could you tell us a little about...
your relationship with Archbishop Rushman?
AARON: He wa-was like a father to me.
I l-Ioved him very much.
MARTIN: Why did you love him?
-Why? -Uh-huh.
Well, he s-saved my life...
and he was the only person that e-ever treated me...
like I was worth anything.
Stop your whining, little girl. Be a man.
MARTIN: We've all seen that tape that you were in, Aaron.
How did that make you feel?
Did it change your feelings about Archbishop Rushman?
AARON: N-no. Uh-uh.
He was a w-wonderful man.
MARTIN: You didn't feel anger towards him...
about being forced to perform in that tape?
AARON: No. H-he did everything for me.
There wasn't nothing else I could do for him...
and h-he needed it.
Do you know someone named Roy?
No. No, I don't.
MARTIN: You heard Dr. Arrington's testimony...
about what she and I sawthere at the jail.
Some pretty strange things going on there, you remember?
I heard what she said, but I don't remember any of that.
-No recollection? -No, sir.
Did you kill Archbishop Rushman?
AARON: N-no, sir. I did not.
MARTIN: Thank you.
Your witness.
JANET : Mr. Stampler, would you like some water?
AARON: No. No. No, ma'am.
You sure?
Ye-yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.
Mr. Stampler, did you believe that the archbishop wore masks?
I'm--I'm sorry. What did you say?
JANET : Do you think he acted one way in public...
and another way in private?
AARON: No, I didn't think that.
Wasn't that why you underlined the Hawthorne passage?
JANET : Mr. Stampler?
No. I did not underline that book.
JANET : You didn't underline it?
No, ma'am.
And you didn't carve numbers...
referring to that passage into his chest?
AARON: No, ma'am, I did not.
I t-told you l--
You loved him.
JANET : You loved him like a father.
Even though he made you and your girlfriend...
perform demeaning sexual acts for his own gratification?
No, you don't understand.
H-he--There was no other way...
for him to cast out his own demons.
-He needed it. -He needed to get off!
That's what he was doing. That's what he needed you for--
to perform like a circus animal.
That was your function in his life.
AARON: No. No.
JANET : Mr. Stampler, I'm going to ask you straight...
because I am tired...
and I've had all I can take of this sordidness.
I want to go home and wash my hands...
and forget all about you and Archbishop Rushman.
Did the archbishop force you...
and your girlfriend and others...
to perform sexual acts while he watched--yes or no?
-No--Yes, he did, but-- -Yes, he forced you.
He forced you...
by threatening expulsion from Savior House...
and a life on the street with no heat, no water, and no food.
He put you in front of a camera...
he made you take off your clothes...
and you don't think that's another side...
another face of a man we thought we knew?
AARON: No!
JANET : If someone did that to me...
I'd kill him. I wouldn't hesitate.
I would stab him 78 times with a knife.
I would chop off his fingers. I would slash his throat open.
I would carve numbers into his chest.
I'd gouge out his eyes, I swear to God.
But that's me.
No further questions, Your Honor.
-Where the hell are you going? -Excuse me?
You look at me when I'm talking to you, bitch!
JUDGE: Mr. Stampler!
ROY: Fuck you, lady! Come here!
JUDGE: Bailiff! Order!
ROY: You want to play rough? Let's play rough.
Come on. Back off! Back off!
MARTIN: Roy, take it easy!
ROY: Keep coming, asshole! I'll break her fucking neck!
MARTIN: Roy, come here.
ROY: Fuck you. I'm walking out of here real slow.
ROY: No! No!
No! Now, don't you--
No!
-You OK? -Yeah. I'm OK.
JUDGE: Don't even think of lighting that cigarette.
JUDGE: How's your neck?
I'll live.
-I could call a doctor. -Mm-mmm.
JUDGE: Mr. Shaughnessy just called to inform me...
there will be no mistrial.
As if that was his right.
MARTIN: Can't believe that scumbag has the balls to call.
No. Thanks.
JUDGE: What matters to me is what you have to say.
Obviously, your case has been damaged.
In fairness to the prosecution, I will declare a mistrial...
regardless of what Shaughnessy and Vail think...
if that's what you want.
The prosecution doesn't want to try this case again...
even if it could.
Which it can't, at least not by me.
And I think I can guarantee you...
no one in the D.A.'s Office will, so...
it's up to you.
I'm dismissing the jury in favor of a bench trial...
and a plea of not guilty by reason of insanity. Yes?
MARTIN: Yeah.
JUDGE: The defendant will be remanded to Elgin...
for an evaluation period of 30 days.
Let them decide the term of his commitment.
Any problem with that?
JANET : Your honor, he'll be out in a month.
JUDGE: Take it up with the legislature.
JUDGE: I'm going home.
MARTIN: Your Honor...
JUDGE: No, I'm not refunding your contempt fine.
And the next time you want a client off on insanity...
you plead that way, or I'll have you disbarred.
You OK?
Am I OK? Do I seem OK?
I get attacked by this sick twist.
I've lost the case. I'm out of a job.
No, Marty, I'm not particularly OK...
but, hey, you won. Justice was done.
Who the hell cares, right?
Congratulations.
You knew, didn't you?
You knew if I went after him, he'd wig out up there.
I knew he'd come out if he was threatened.
And who better to do that than me?
You used me.
Yeah, I did. I had no choice.
What did I use that was so terrible?
I knew you'd do your job.
I knew you'd stand up to Shaughnessy.
I knew you'd try to win the case.
What's wrong with that?
I lost my fucking job.
You should have left years ago.
JANET : Why do you think you know what's right for me?
Because I'm arrogant.
I'm very...
very arrogant.
-Want to dance? -No.
-You sure? -Yeah.
MARTIN: All you have to do is turn around.
JANET : No.
[Martin humming]
JANET : No.
MARTIN: I have to see my client.
MARTIN: I'd like a minute alone.
GUARD: Are you sure?
Yeah. I'm sure.
MARTIN: You OK?
AARON: My--my head hurts.
You don't remember what just happened?
No?
AARON: No. I lo-Io-Iost time again.
Well, I got some good news.
They've agreed to stop the trial.
They're going to send you to a hospital.
You can get the help you need.
And there's a very good chance...
you can get out someday soon.
Yeah.
AARON: I ca--I can't believe it.
I don--don't know what to say, Mr. Vail.
MARTIN: That's all right, Aaron.
I knewthe minute you came into my cell.
I knew everything was going to be OK.
You sa--You saved my life.
MARTIN: Yeah.
I got to go.
Wh-when will I see you again?
That's up to the courts now.
I don't want you to worry.
I'm going to stay on top of this, OK?
AARON: Thank you.
All right. You give me a call if you need to, OK?
-I will. -All right.
-Hey, Mr. Vail? -Yeah.
Um, will you t-tell Ms. Venable I'm sorry?
T-tell her I hope her neck is--is OK.
MARTIN: Yeah.
MARTIN: What did you just say?
AARON: What?
You told me you don't remember, that you black out.
So how do you know about her neck?
AARON: Um...
Well, good for you, Marty.
I was going to let it go.
You was looking so happy just now...
I was thinking,"Mmm."
But to tell you the truth, I'm glad you figured it...
'cause I have been dying to tell you.
I just didn't know who you'd want to hear it from--
Aaron or Roy or Roy or Aaron.
I'll let you in on a little secret.
A client/attorney privilege secret.
MARTIN: Uh-huh.
It don't matter who you hear it from.
It's the same story.
l--I j-just had to kill Linda, Mr. Vail.
Th-that cunt just got what she deserved.
But...
cutting up that son of a bitch Rushman?
That was just a fucking work of art.
[Laughs]
You're good. You are really good.
Yeah. I did get caught though, didn't I?
Mmm.
So there never...
There never was a Roy?
Jesus Christ, Marty. If that's what you think...
I am disappointed in you, I don't mind telling you.
There never was...
an Aaron...
counselor.
Come on, Marty, I thought you had it figured at the end.
Putting me on the stand was fucking brilliant.
And that whole"Act like a man"?
Jesus, I knew exactly what you wanted from me...
it was like we were dancing, Marty.
-Guard. -Don't be like that, Marty.
We did it, man. We fucking did it.
We're a great team, you and me.
You think I could have done this without you?
You're feeling a little anger here...
because you started to care about Aaron.
I can understand that, but...
love hurts, Marty. What can I say?
I'm just kidding! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!
What else was I supposed to do?
Hey, you'll thank me down the road...
'cause this is going to toughen you up, Martin Vail!
You hear me?
That's a promise!
[Woman singing in Spanish]
[Choir singing]