Previously on Shark:
Jenna Butler, 28, motorist spotted her
in the middle of the road. Could it be our guy?
He was in my head.
I don't ever want to see him again.
And she used to live with my dad.
We're dealing with a real psychopath, Wayne.
Twisted, vicious.
I'd like to represent myself in this trial.
Please, don't make me do this.
If you don't testify, Janet,
Wayne Callison can go free.
Oh, damn.
You probably don't understand, and maybe you never will.
You need me.
WOMAN: We find the defendant...
not guilty.
See you around, Sebastian.
Victim's Hannah Morton, 27.
Looks like she was hiking that trail over there.
The killer did a hell of a job on her.
Let me see her legs.
SID came up with a few footprints.
Otherwise, this thing is totally clean.
Without a witness, it's going to be tough to find this guy.
I'll find him.
I can't wait to read it.
I hope you enjoy it.
Laney.
Laney, thank you so much.
Next.
How you holding up, hmm?
And who do I make this out to?
STARK: Captain Ahab.
Sebastian Stark.
I'm so touched you came.
Never figured you for a Melville fan, though.
I'm all about the classics.
"The Hunted Man.
How I Beat the Toughest Prosecutor in America."
You are quite the literary sensation, Wayne.
And I owe it all to you.
Actually, I think you come off rather well,
obsessed, yet diligent.
Could you take a photo please?
You push that shutter,
you're going to need an enema to find that camera.
I caught your latest performance tonight, Wayne.
You haven't lost your touch.
Have a drink, Sebastian.
You seem tense.
Enjoy the party, Wayne.
Because when I'm done with you,
you'll be writing your next best seller from death row.
STARK: Hannah Morton's body was found down there.
Two of Callison's other victims
were found within a half mile of here.
And Janet Butler was found on the other side of that hill.
SID said the victim's watch
was broken during the struggle.
Puts time of death at or around 10:04 last night.
Callison just put out a book detailing his crimes.
Now this could be a copycat.
And why would Callison kill now
when the whole country's reading about his crimes.
Hello, this guy is not John Q. Criminal.
Callison kills for attention. He needs it.
You think he's going to pass up the opportunity
to carve somebody up during his 15 minutes of fame?
Talk to the victim's family,
see if she had any link to Callison.
Then tell Isaac to find someone, anyone,
who could have seen what happened here last night,
and get me a search warrant to Chez Psycho.
Callison's house?
What are we going to use for probable cause?
The fact that he's a serial killer
could come in handy, don't you think?
Callison's acquittal places those five murders out of bounds.
You listen to me.
You need probable cause, you manufacture it.
We had this guy by the throat, and we let him go.
This stops now.
JULIE: Dad!
Guess what? I'm in!
Take it easy, I'm old.
Dad, I am a Summer Scholar.
What does that mean?
It's only the most exclusive
academic program in the country for 11th and 12th graders.
It's got professors from Colombia
and Harvard and Yale. Okay, wait, slow down.
When did you apply for this? That's the crazy part.
I didn't. Do you remember that school in New York that Mom
got me into when I was moving there? Uh-huh.
Well, it turns out that the headmaster runs Summer Scholars.
He remembered my application and submitted it to the committee.
I am freaking out.
Okay, I leave in three weeks.
I have to shop and pack... Pack?
Summer Scholars is in Manhattan, Dad.
I'm so excited. I have to call Mom.
This is so cool.
Cool.
WOMAN: I begged Hannah not to go hiking at night,
but she said it made her feel better.
Was your daughter ill, Mrs. Morton?
Hannah was...
diagnosed with mild schizophrenia when she was 15.
She'd been in and out of institutions since then.
And believe me,
there were times when...
I wanted to give up on her.
Have you ever seen this man?
No, I don't think so.
His name's Wayne Callison.
He taught writing at the learning center
in Santa Monica State.
Is there any chance Hannah would have known him?
She was just released from a mental hospital
in Tucson three weeks ago.
She was there for two years.
Did she have any friends that we can talk to?
Not really.
Hannah spent most of her time online
talking to people with similar problems.
Did your daughter divulge intimate details
about her life during these online sessions?
That's why she went on.
She said it was the only place she could be completely honest.
Thank you.
I see you're not wasting any time.
Never stay where I'm not wanted.
I say we booby trap the place before Cutler gets here.
I want you to give him your full support.
I want you to have wild sex with me,
but I'm not holding my breath.
Would you excuse us, please?
I hear you got offers from every firm in town. Criminal defense?
That's where the money is.
So what, you and I could go
head to head you think in the future?
You better hope not.
You want me to run strategy by you on Callison?
Chances are, I'll be gone by the time that's resolved.
You should probably call Cutler.
Yeah, I'll get right on that.
You know...
if I had nailed Callison the first time around,
you probably wouldn't be packing up, would you?
Hey, you finally found a way to get rid of me, didn't you?
Been in this building 15 years.
It's time to move on.
Just do me one favor. Name it.
Put Callison away before he can kill anyone else.
STARK: No offense, pal, but you don't look old enough to drive,
let alone cut people open.
I assure you, Mr. Stark,
I am a fully-qualified medical examiner.
Well, this is a very high-profile case, doctor.
I've done a full run down on Hannah Morton's injuries.
From the angle and depth
of the knife wounds to the victim's leg, we can
extrapolate that her attacker is well over six feet tall,
left handed and very strong.
Sound like anyone you know?
Pulled this film for comparison.
Andrea Bellmap,
Dana Tomkins,
and Janet Butler.
It's very likely these wounds are made by the same individual.
Even if Hannah Morton's wounds
match Callison's old victims,
the crimes are inadmissible.
Which is why I need you to dig in to Callison's past.
He is a ritual killer.
That ritual started long before we came along.
I may have something.
Why didn't you come in? I don't hang
with dead people unless it's absolutely necessary.
What have you got?
A guy named Dan Tomko
called the cops a little while ago.
He saw a guy matching Callison's description hanging around
the crime scene about an hour before Hannah got killed.
Is he credible? He's a solid citizen.
He saw the guy get into a silver Yukon.
That's the same kind of car Callison drives. Get a couple uniforms,
bring him in. Whoa.
The wounds, the witness,
the car-- it's all good, but we need more
if we're going to take on Callison.
In other words, I let him walk the first time,
don't screw it up again? I never said that.
You didn't have to.
Our guest is Wayne Robert Callison.
He's author of the book, The Hunted Man,
How I Beat the Toughest Prosecutor In America.
Wayne, you wrote a chapter in here
describing how you might have killed those women,
if you were really guilty.
I had a lot of time to study the crimes during my trial.
But are you concerned how people might interpret that?
Meaning?
Meaning they might actually think you're a murderer,
and that you're bragging about it,
and you're in this to make money.
Is that what you think, Larry?
Huh. Well, Wayne
in my experience, if it walks like a duck,
and it talks like a duck...
We'll be right back.
Sebastian, what's going on?
Larry, I'm sorry.
Your guest has a previous booking.
Wayne Callison, you're under arrest
for the murder of Hannah Morton.
You didn't learn your lesson last time out?
I'm a sore loser. Why don't you
hang around for the next segment? Sorry.
Wayne and I have a little reality show
we're about to do on Court TV.
Thanks, Larry.
Oh, I could squeeze in a quick five, I guess.
Okay.
Can I get a little makeup?
Some water?
I understand you wish to represent yourself
in this matter, Mr. Callison.
I do, Your Honor.
Any objection, Mr. Stark?
Worked for him last time, Your Honor.
As to the issue of bail.
The People strenuously object to bail, Your Honor.
Mr. Callison is accused of a particularly vicious homicide.
I have no criminal record.
Mr. Stark has a weak case built on questionable evidence.
STARK: In the interest
of public safety, Your Honor,
this defendant belongs in custody.
It is the judgment of this court that bail shall be granted.
Bail is set at $1.5 million.
Ah, thank you. Mr. Callison, will you be
able to post bail? Your Honor,
I'm Wendy Philips, Mr. Callison's assistant.
Mr. Callison's publisher, Rogan Press, will post his bond.
Very well. We're adjourned.
Interview requests have gone through the roof
since my arrest.
Amazon orders have tripled.
You're going to make me a rich man.
Too bad you won't be able to spend your blood money, Wayne.
I was sorry to hear about
your friend Jessica losing the election.
It hurts when you don't win the big ones.
She'll land on her feet. Can't say the same for you.
"At last, the anchor was up, the sails were set,
and off they glided."
What the hell was that?
??
???
This is a dossier on Wayne Callison.
I've been building it since the day of his acquittal.
It starts with his birth at All Saints Hospital
in Akron, Ohio, February 8, 1961
and ends with this morning's bail hearing.
Last time,
we got stuck in the present.
This time, we are embracing the past.
We need to show the jury the beast
inside this guy.
In order to do that,
we need to know him better than he knows himself.
Our shrink's interviewing Callison later tonight.
And his shrink will rebut our shrink
and the same with our forensic expert,
and every PhD we stick up there.
Go deeper.
Teachers, neighbors,
anyone that Callison rubbed shoulders with,
I want an interview.
That's going to take some time.
Sleep is overrated.
Look, at the end of the day, in order to win this case,
we need Callison to take the stand.
He did that last time
and it almost cost him the case.
Which is why we need to convince him that he's losing
and that testifying is his only shot.
Then we should have waited
until we had more before we charged him.
You say that one more time and you're off the case.
Get to work.
What have you got?
Midwest Fiction Review?
I'm more of a wine spectator kind of guy, thanks.
It's a fairly obscure literary review.
Just check the table of contents.
I think there's an author you're going to like.
All right.
"Written in Blood" by Wayne Robert Callison.
He wrote it when he was 23 years old.
It's about a mental patient
who tortures a woman to death.
You know what they say, write what you know.
The description of the murder is incredibly graphic
and very familiar.
Callison's MO?
Right down to the surgical cuts
on the victim's legs.
So we can't use Callison's past attacks,
but we can still give the jury a portrait
of the serial killer as a young man.
In his own words. Nice work.
Anything else?
Uh, cops talked to a Jeffrey Warton,
claims he's an old friend of the victim's.
Casey and Isaac are checking him out.
Who told them to do that?
You said chase down every lead.
After you run it by me!
You're welcome.
How long were you and Hannah Morton
in the hospital together.
Hannah checked in about four months
after I did.
Why were you committed, Jeffrey?
Um, severe bipolar disorder.
But I'm, I'm okay when I'm on my meds.
And when you're not?
Last time, I pushed my dad through a plate glass window.
Uh, when's the last time you saw Hannah?
Um...
I ran into her a couple weeks ago at the Farmer's Market.
I'd only been out a week
and I was having a really tough time.
But as soon as we started talking,
I mean, suddenly everything was okay.
Have you ever met Hannah's mother? No.
Look, nobody knew about me and Hannah, okay?
I mean, what we had was special.
We didn't need anybody else.
I'm sorry, can I, can I use your bathroom?
STARK: It doesn't mean anything!
A mental patient with a history of violence
keeps a psycho shrine to our victim and that doesn't mean anything?
Look, if this Warton character killed Hannah Morton,
why did he contact the authorities?
He wouldn't be the first serial killer
to contact a cop about his
Let me break this down for you, fellas, okay?
Hannah Morton's murder fits Wayne Callison's MO right down
to the ritualized knife wound on her left thigh.
Take yes for an answer.
Callison is our guy.
What about the shrine in Warton's apartment?
The guy's unstable.
But there's a big difference between shoving your old man
and slicing up a friend.
The shrine is potentially exculpatory evidence.
We have an obligation to turn it over to Callison.
You have an obligation to do exactly what I tell you to do!
Now get back to work on Callison
and only Callison,
and you never heard of Jeffrey Warton!
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WARTON: I'd never hurt Hannah, okay?
You have to believe me.
Is that why you keep that little art project in the closet? Huh?
I've been making stuff like that for years.
I do that when I'm depressed-- that's,
like, it's like my therapy. It makes you
look like a stalker, Jeffrey-- are you a stalker?
Hannah was my friend, okay?
I loved her. If Wayne Callison gets ahold of any of that stuff,
he's gonna be able to frame you for Hannah Morton's murder.
I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry.
I only wanted to help.
I believe you, Jeffrey.
You do? Yes, I do.
Which is why
I'm gonna need you to give me
everything you have in your possession
that connects you to Hannah Morton.
Look, the last thing I want to do is get in the way
of catching Hannah's real killer. Don't worry.
We're gonna make sure that doesn't happen.
CALLISON: Written in Blood is a work of fiction, Your Honor.
Allowing it into evidence would be highly prejudicial.
This story speaks directly
to Mr. Callison's penchant for violence.
CALLISON: I was a graduate student in creative writing.
The only thing the story speaks to
is my overactive imagination.
The murder in this work of fiction
matches the circumstances of Hannah Morton's death.
And it was published in a literary journal.
Anyone who read it might have killed Ms. Morton.
MADELEINE: If Mr. Callison wishes to argue
that a copycat committed this murder, that's his right,
but the story should come in.
It's a close call.
But in my judgment,
allowing the story into evidence would prejudice the jury.
Your Honor...
Always good to see you, Ms. Poe.
(door opens) Hey there.
Hey.
Uh, we need to talk.
Oh, I know.
I have got a million decisions to make in the next few weeks.
You know, Mom really wants me to come live with her,
but she's so far away from campus.
I made some calls today,
checking out this Summer Scholars.
Isn't it amazing? Yeah.
It also happens to be a funnel program for Porter Academy.
I know. Can you believe it?
Porter is the top prep school in the country.
Which happens to be in New York.
Yeah. That's where they built it.
But you've had a... had a rough year.
What are you talking about?
I just don't think the timing is right.
Maybe next year.
Are you serious? Because all you've talked about
since I was three years old was wanting to visit me at Harvard.
I know, and I may have put too much pressure on you.
This is about what's best for you, Jules.
Look, I'm sorry, I know this is disappointing...
STARK: Mr. Tomko, you were hiking
on the same trail as Hannah Morton
minutes before she died.
What did you see? There was a tall man
with long hair lurking near the tree line.
Can you describe his behavior?
He kept looking around, like he was hiding from someone.
He had something in his hand-- I was kind of far away,
but it looked like a knife to me. Is there anyone
in this courtroom who matches the description
of the man you saw that night? Yes.
He looked just like him.
Let the record reflect the witness
has indicated the defendant, Mr. Callison.
Are you an honest man, Mr. Tomko?
Yes.
You understand that lying under oath
is a serious crime. I understand.
Did you know who I was before this trial began?
I... read your name in the paper.
CALLISON: So you are aware I was involved
in prior litigation? Yes.
Were you also aware
that a woman named Janet Butler
was involved in this action against me?
Yes.
Are you aware that Janet Butler took her own life,
and that many people blame me...
for this tragedy?
And you're one of those people, aren't you, Mr. Tomko?
You killed her, you bastard.
CALLISON: And what was your relation
to the late Miss Butler?
She was my half sister.
Mr. Tomko... were you in the park
the night Hannah Morton was killed?
No.
Without Tomko we have nothing to link Callison to the crime scene.
Except his precise MO. I'm just saying,
maybe we should consider other suspects. It makes sense.
Wayne Callison killed Hannah Morton!
Find me something I can use to nail this guy now!
I checked unsolved homicides inallison's hometown.
In 1975 there were five unsolved murders in the Akron area.
Now, that's what I'm talking about. One of the bodies
was found one mile away from where Callison lived
with his father and brother.
Did you contact the local cops?
They're sending us the files. Okay.
Temporary stay of execution.
I don't care how you do it, link Callison to those murders.
Your Honor, I'd like to call Mr. Stark
to the stand. No offense, but if you're looking
for a character witness, I'm definitely not your guy.
This is a highly unusual request.
CALLISON: He has waged a systematic vendetta
against me, which predates this case.
Yeah, it's called prosecuting murderers--
big part of my job description.
Do you have any proof
of this so-called vendetta, Mr. Callison? I do.
Mr. Stark gave an interview to a local
TV news reporter last night.
Wayne Callison is a vicious, psychotic killer
who should be taken off the street at any cost.
I may have had a few cocktails.
I believe the phrase that eluded you is "No comment."
We'll stop at nothing to ensure that this monster is convicted.
CALLISON: Well, this is only the latest
in a string of malicious public statements
made against me by Mr. Stark which...
clearly show the deep personal animus
that drives him to persecute me. You know what?
Don't flatter yourself,
because at the end of the day, you are nothing more
than a garden-variety, homicidal maniac.
That may or may not be true,
but I'm going to allow Mr. Callison to call you
for the limited purpose of arguing malicious prosecution.
Your Honor, that would prejudice our entire case!
You should've thought about that before...
You're handing this guy an acquittal...
If you don't watch your tone,
I'm gonna hand you a contempt citation.
You can hand...
Fine.
You don't think very highly of me, do you, Mr. Stark?
My personal feelings are irrelevant.
Not when I'm asserting malicious prosecution.
Answer the question, Mr. Stark.
If I had to choose one guy
to be stranded on a desert island with,
you might not be my first choice.
Do you publicly assassinate
the character of all your defendants?
Only the public assassins.
JUDGE: Mr. Stark. Using the press is, uh,
a part of every high-profile prosecution.
In interviews,
you have repeatedly referred to me as a monster.
Do you think I'm a monster, Mr. Stark?
Frankly, Wayne, I'm not sure what you are.
Thank you.
Ms. Troy, cross examination.
Mr. Stark, you have prosecuted this defendant before,have you not?
Yes. I'd like to ask you
some questions about that case.
Objection, Your Honor.
The Court's already ruled that evidence inadmissible.
Mr. Callison has alleged a personal vendetta
by Mr. Stark, which extends back to the previous case.
We should be allowed to put that charge into context.
Your Honor. She's right, Mr. Callison.
You opened the door when you included Mr. Stark's comments
on previous cases.
Several months ago,
Mr. Callison was charged
with the attempted murder of Janet Butler.
Do you recall those specific allegations?
She said he stole her diary.
Janet was sexually abused by her father
when she was a young girl.
Wayne Callison read her most sacred and painful secrets,
then he hunted her down like an animal.
Objection, speculation.
Overruled.
She said he took her down into his basement,
tied her down...
and then he repeated the horrific details
of her childhood molestation as he cut her...
again and again.
RAINA: What happened to Ms. Butler?
Despite her pain and humiliation,
she tried to testify against Mr. Callison,
but he repeatedly harassed her during the trial.
She hanged herself before she could complete her testimony.
Nothing further.
Redirect.
Mr. Stark,
was I convicted of any of the murders
that you accuse me of committing?
No.
And you hold no special grudge against me?
No.
I'm just any other defendant.
That's right.
Does the name Jeffrey Warton
mean anything to you?
Maybe seeing him again
will jog your memory.
My investigator found him in Arizona.
Mr. Warton lived in the psychiatric institution
with the victim, and was her close friend.
Until recently, he lived in Los Angeles
where he was interviewed by Mr. Stark,
to whom he supplied evidence.
Was that evidence turned over to the defense?
No.
Mr. Warton contends
that you gave him money to leave town.
Is that true?
Yes.
Well, Mr. Stark,
I would hate to see how you treat a defendant
you do have a grudge against.
I should throw out this whole damn case and toss you in jail!
Mr. Warton supplied us with no exculpatory evidence.
CALLISON: He admits to being infatuated with the victim,
he has a history of violence.
Mr. Stark realized I could have convincingly argued
Warton as a suspect,
so he got rid of him. Is that true?
Your Honor, I just received word
that Mr. Warton has an airtight alibi for this crime.
He was at an anger management seminar in Van Nuys.
But you didn't know that when you sent him to Arizona.
Did you attempt to hide this witness?
He's irrelevant to the case.
His alibi confirms it, Your Honor.
All charges against me should be dismissed.
Just let the jury decide
whether or not my actions have tainted this case.
This trial will continue, but you, Mr. Stark,
are off the case.
And when this is over,
you and I have a date with the state bar.
You said Warton never returned your calls.
I didn't want you guys implicated
in making him disappear.
You didn't have to cheat.
This isn't a math test, okay?
Callison is a butcher! He's got to be stopped!
It's going to be a lot tougher now. You should have trusted us.
We probably could have beaten him with what we had.
I don't do probable.
So who's going to run point now that you're off the case?
I got somebody in mind.
Yeah, not in this lifetime.
You're the only one who can take over, Jess.
You have a team of prosecutors.
Yeah, they're great, but they're kids.
They're not ready to run a case of this size.
Yeah, and there are 300 prosecutors in the office.
What about Sally Randal?
She does special victims.
And she's got a face like a possum.
She does not.
All right, Bill Rodriguez.
Too aggressive.
Callison will play victim and walk right out the door.
Well, I'm halfway out the door myself.
You're still a prosecutor,
and we have work to do.
No.
You remember the Beamus case?
We put away a child killer, Jess.
Yeah, that was a one-shot deal.
You know, Cutler's been shoving Callison
down your throat for months.
Don't you want to go out putting this guy away?
I'm not looking for redemption.
Well, I am.
Every single day that goes by,
everywhere I look,
I see Janet Butler's face.
She begged me to leave her alone,
but I just wouldn't listen.
I fed her to this guy.
I know I have no right to ask you,
but I'm asking.
?
According to your statement, Ms. Philips,
you were with the defendant from 7:00 p.m.
to 11:00 p.m. the night the victim died.
That's right.
As his personal assistant,
you escorted them to a party in Beverly Hills?
For the release of his book, yes.
And you told the police that you took the 101 freeway
from Mr. Callison's house. Yes.
According to this map from CalTrans,
marked People's Exhibit "G," the 101 was closed
due to a multi-vehicle crash.
Objection, Your Honor. Relevance?
Goes to credibility.
Overruled.
Ms. Philips, do you have romantic feelings
for the defendant?
What?
No.
A subpoena of your e-mail accounts reveals
numerous messages to Mr. Callison
that tell a very different story.
"My darling, Wayne, when I think of us together..."
Objection, Your Honor.
Overruled.
I'll repeat the question.
Do you have romantic feelings for the defendant?
Yes.
And would you lie for him, Wendy?
No.
That's funny.
I could have sworn you just did.
Jessica was great.
You should have seen it. They had to take
Wendy Philips off the stand on a stretcher.
That's why she's the boss.
Yeah, former boss.
Now, without an alibi and with his previous murders admitted,
Callison's only shot is to take the stand
and show the jury he's a normal guy.
Yeah, good luck with that. Well, Callison's
been playing normal his whole life-- he's damn good at it.
CASEY: That was Akron, P.D. They dug up
their file on the unsolved homicide
near Callison's home in 1975.
The victim was Rhonda James.
Apparently, she was familiar with the Callison family.
Intimately familiar.
I'm an English teacher, and I have no criminal record.
My first contact with the criminal justice system was when
Sebastian Stark and the L.A. District Attorney's Office
began pursuing me.
My life's never been the same.
I have learned that...
when a given crime is written about in the papers,
when it's talked about on TV,
it puts an incredible amount of pressure
on the DA's office to solve that crime quickly.
And if they can't, well, that's when
people like Ms. Devlin lose their jobs.
I did not kill Hannah Morton.
And I'm begging you,
please, give me back my life.
Ms. Devlin.
Do you consider yourself a victim, Mr. Callison?
Yes. And yet, you recently
wrote a book exploiting the suffering of murder victims.
Well, I object to the characterization.
You're making money by describing the brutal slayings
of young women. What would you call it?
Well, I was unjustly accused.
I would call it my right to tell my story.
Hannah Morton's mother
is grieving the loss of her only child.
Doesn't she have a right to expect justice?
Of course she does.
And if the tables were turned,
wouldn't your mother be here demanding justice?
My mother's dead.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Were the two of you close?
She left the family when I was quite young.
That must have been very difficult.
So you lived with your father?
And my younger brother.
And did your father treat you well?
He did the best he could.
Really? According to the police records in Akron, Ohio,
your father was a violent alcoholic
who regularly abused you.
My father... had a difficult life.
Several neighbors said
that he would get drunk and bring women back
to the small trailer you all shared.
So?
Was that uncomfortable?
Listening to your father have drunken sex with strange women
just feet from where you and your brother slept?
Your Honor? Withdrawn.
Have you ever heard the name Rhonda James?
Not that I recall.
She was a bartender at Buck's Tavern.
She spent the night with your father on August 4th, 1975.
Remember her now?
No.
The next morning, Rhonda's body was found
in a field a mile from your trailer.
Her body was mutilated. Ringing any bells?
This is a...
The police questioned your father, but never charged him.
Did they ever question you, Wayne?
No.
Why did the knife wounds on Rhonda James
match those on Hannah Morton?
I don't know.
Was Rhonda your first victim?
Were you tired of the parade of women filing through
your trailer trying to replace your mother?
Your Honor, I'd like a recess.
Denied.
Answer the question.
Was Rhonda your first?
-No. I mean, I did not... -Did you carve her up to punish your father?
You don't know what you're talking about.
Maybe this isn't about your father at all.
Tell me, Wayne,
when you were cutting Rhonda's throat,
when you were watching her die...
were you thinking about your mother?
I was thinking
of every dirty little whore like you
who deserves to be punished!
Temper, temper.
Will the defendant please rise?
Has the jury reached a verdict?
We have, Your Honor.
In the matter of the County of Los Angeles,
v. Wayne Robert Callison,
first degree murder with special circumstances,
we find the defendant...
guilty as charged.
JUDGE: The defendant is remanded into custody forthwith.
The jury is hereby excused with the court's thanks.
Hell of a job you did breaking down Callison.
Oh, I spoke to the judge.
He's willing to forgo a disciplinary review.
I love that about him.
You're not going to love the fine
he's about to slap you with.
You've got to pay to play.
You really think you're going to be happy
wining and dining clients
and falsifying your billable hours?
It didn't hurt your bottom line.
It cost me plenty.
There's no free lunch, Jess.
You know, I could always use another good prosecutor.
You're offering me a job?
Ironic, huh?
But I've said it before.
You're a natural born trial attorney.
You belong on the front lines putting away the bad guys.
You want me to give up a million bucks a year,
and house seats to the Philharmonic
to make 80 grand working in a crappy office
for a control freak,
who is eventually going to wind up disbarred?
That is the glass half empty version.
Here's the thing.
You can sell out, Jess.
God knows I did.
And for a while, everything will be okay...
but then one day, you're going to wake up
and you're going to realize you're the bad guy.
It would never work.
We'd kill each other.
But you've got to admit, we'd make a hell of a team.
"Sharks gaze up to the ship's decks
like hungry dogs round a table, where red meat is carved."
Melville's going to be a big hit
with the guys in maximum security, Wayne.
Have you come to gloat?
It's like a horror movie.
You always need to make sure the monster's dead.
Well, I'm not dead yet.
And I just filed my appeal.
I expect we'll meet again.
Step out.
Let me tell you a story, Wayne.
You'll like it.
It's about you.
The day you were acquitted, the first trial,
I started tracking the missing persons cases,
to look for your next victim.
I thought I'd make you wait.
Yeah, well, I'm not very patient.
So I figured, why not be proactive.
Why not just provide the victim myself.
Hannah Morton wasn't murdered, Wayne.
She took her own life.
Carbon monoxide poisoning, easy to mask.
But the good thing for me, Wayne, was that she fit
your victim's profile exactly.
Late 20s, psychologically damaged.
I'm impressed.
You should be.
You see, I thought it wouldn't be easy
to convince Hannah Morton's mother to go along.
But you know what?
??
?
??
She went for it, just like that.
She said that she wanted her daughter's sad... short life
to have meaning.
??
?
WAYNE: Convincing a grieving mother
to bequeath you the body of her only child.
You've outdone yourself, Sebastian.
I knew I had
to make you think that you had the perfect alibi.
That you had someone who loved you,
someone you could trust.
And this part is kind of a bummer for you, Wayne.
Maybe Wendy wasn't quite as infatuated with you
as you thought.
In fact, her name wasn't even Wendy.
But she did have the sole distinction
of being the only person on the face of the Earth
who wanted to nail you more than me.
But you did have some moments.
I've got to tell you, I never thought you'd figure out
that Dan Tomko was Janet Butler's half brother.
??
???
And Jeffrey Warton, the witness you tried to hide?
The victim's very own private stalker.
?
??
?
And when I finally lead my sweet, innocent team
to Rhonda James, it was just a matter of time
before I knew you would self-destruct on the stand.
And they say I'm crazy.
Trust me, you are, you're crazy.
Well, I will be sure to bring all this up on appeal.
Go for it.
But I've got another big one for you.
Loose ends, Wayne.
There's not a single scrap of paper.
Not one e-mail
to confirm what I just told you.
Hannah Morton's remains have been cremated.
None of my lawyers knows a thing,
and the people who do aren't saying a word.
All that's left are the ravings of a convicted psychopath.
Sebastian.
You and I...
we're not so different.
Let's just say I've learned to channel my obsession
in a more positive direction.
JULIE: I heard you won the Callison case.
Caught a few breaks.
I'm glad he's not going to hurt anyone else.
You know, I knew you wouldn't let him win.
One way or another,
you always get your way.
Well, I've always believed
that winning is the only thing that matters.
But eventually, you figure out that...
winning isn't enough.
Since when?
Since you moved in here and turned my life upside down.
I never meant to do that.
Sure you did.
I sent in your tuition for Summer Scholars.
Really?
Oh, God, Dad, thank you.
You know all that stuff about...
the timing being wrong.
I meant every word I said,
except I realized...
I was talking about me.
Look, Dad, I handled this whole thing badly.
No, I'm...
I'm excited for you.
I am.
It's just...
I guess I kind of got used to having you around.
Even with everything we went through,
it's been the best thing in my life.
Mine, too.
Look, you know,
when all this stuff happened,
I got carried away.
I forgot to think about you, and...
It's okay.
No, it's not.
When I chose you,
I never even asked if you wanted me to live here.
And then I just announced that I'm leaving.
Jules...
you're doing the right thing.
I just thought...
we'd have more time.
You know, after the custody hearing
when you came up to me and you said,
I'd probably never understand...
(voice breaking): how much I need... need you.
Yeah.
I think I finally understand.
I'm really going to miss you.
I'll miss you, too.