Huh? $300. Call.
Trip sixes. Have mercy! Oh!
You're kidding me.
Who wants a drink?
Pete? Yes.
Okay, now what most people don't know
is that even though Mays hit four homers
that day, he said, "I should have had five.
"Hank Aaron caught the last hit
as it was going over the centerfield fence."
One more chapter.
What do you mean? That was one more.
Two one mores ago.
Bed, bed, bed! Come on.
Hello.
Greta, Greta, slow down, slow down.
Now?
No, not now. I-I-I'm with my boy.
I only got him tonight and... Yes, I know what "Retainer" Means.
I got you covered. We're on it.
Okay, good night.
I gotta give Uncle Pete a call.
Okay, so it's two to me?
Come on. Pop a grand for this suite and you sweat a $200 bet?
The room's comped. Legal services. I am in.
Ooh, I gotta take this. It's Nick.
Oh, hey. You know the rules.
It rings at the table, it goes in the pot.
Come on. Come on. Come on, Pete. Pick it up.
Ah! Put on some clothes, we're going a ride.
Last card, gentlemen.
The river.
$300.
Okay. Your $300...
raise $300.
Oh, man, I'm tapped.
Let me go in light. I'm good for it.
I'll cover it.
You?
Owens dumped a case on me the PD can't take:
indigent armed robber.
You take my case, I'll cover your bet.
Call.
Three Jacks!
Sorry, Jimmy, three aces. There's a new dog in town!
Mmm! Woof!
Whole mess of diamonds.
Oh! I believe that's called a flush.
Can I at least have-have my phone back?
Okay, you sit tight.
Read about Willie till I get back.
Okay. All right.
Hey, Armando. Hey, Nick.
Listen, watch my boy for me, will ya?
I'll just be a couple minutes.
Nick, finally.
What took so long?
Greta, calm down.
Officer in charge?
What the hell's going on here?
Solicitation.
All of 'em?!
All right, as of now, girls, you're finished talking.
This is ridiculous.
You have charges detailed without the names filled in!
Come on. Who taught you how to stage a phony bust, junior, huh?
Look at this.
Dad?
It's Pete.
Hey, little man. What's your name?
Sammy.
Vixen!
Robe.
Guess we can add one more phony charge:
minor present.
Sammy, I think it's best we don't tell your mom about this.
Unbelievable. The guy raises on a flush draw,
and the lucky bastard makes it.
And I got visiting hour at County.
A conflict case... you.
On a public defender's pay scale, you better plead it out quick.
That or, you know, move to a Motel 6.
Since when does it take a contractor
three months to do a couple of bathrooms?
Since you hire cons to do your plumbing.
Jackie's no con. He's paid his debt.
Just not to me.
So, Ms. Overcharging Prosecutor...
Mason Carter, armed robbery off Strip, ring a bell?
They're all Mason Carter to me.
You took him to a strip club?
Sammy? Little early for the birds and bees, isn't it, Nick?
Kid didn't get to sleep till 2:00
by the time I got the girls bailed.
Jess is gonna love this!
Jess is not gonna know about it!
Damn it! Just pick up your phone when I call!
Believe me, I would've loved to have missed that last hand.
What do you got now?
Armed robbery suspect looking at 20 years?
Enjoy it.
Is it really true arrest forms were filled out
before they even had any names? Yes.
Security video outside the club show that police transport vans
pulled up ten minutes before
an interior video records Vice arriving. Please.
It's a pre-wired setup.
You know, you guys got to try a little harder.
I talked to the DA.
Not the LVPD's finest hour.
We're dropping it.
Well, damn right you're dropping it.
Except for one girl.
An Ashley Stratton.
Why her?
How do I know, Morelli?
Ask the DA.
Mason Carter?
I'm Pete Kaczmarek. I'm your attorney.
You a public defender?
Do I look like a public defender to you?
Have you ever been arrested before?
No, sir.
All right, well, says here you were arrested with Jerome McKay?
Charged with armed robbery, assault with a deadly on a tourist,
off Strip, broad daylight?
I didn't. We were there, both me and Jerome,
but I never robbed anybody. I was just picking up my girl.
You always carry a gun when you pick up your girlfriends?
Girlfriend. We're engaged.
We're having a baby.
Congratulations.
What about the gun?
Police found it in my car where I always keep it.
It's registered. Everything was legal.
Why's this college kid Jeffrey Howard saying
you stuck it in his face?
'Cause he's lying.
Why would he lie? Do you know him?
Look, I never pulled a gun on anybody.
I got a family on the way... why do I blow that up?
All right.
Your boy Jerome, is he telling the same story?
Ask him yourself.
That's him.
Okay, you see that guy?
That guy that Jerome's talking to?
That is a public defender.
Hey. Hi. Hey.
Excuse me, talk to you a sec?
I'm Pete Kaczmarek. Hey, John Conlon.
Hi. I got the other accused in our armed robbery.
Figure we should grab a drink, maybe coordinate a defense.
Wh-Which case? McKay? You just met him.
Jerome McKay. I... I have Mason Carter.
Right, right, right. What is there to coordinate?
They got a solid-gold complainant with an eyewitness I.D.
I'm taking the best deal I can get.
Yeah, but there's a better deal if we go in together.
Plus, things aren't making a hundred percent sense here.
Look, you know what? This stack of cases,
most of them don't make any sense.
You find something that'll help, you give me a call me.
I got to get ready for court.
Can you think of any reason you might have been singled out
for solicitation, Ashley?
Uh... no.
I would never go home with a customer.
Ever.
I'm in nursing school, Mr. Morelli.
I finish work, I go home and I study.
Have you seen this before?
Yeah. Greta's script.
Um, she gives it to you when you start work.
It's stuff to say to the customer to make him feel special,
to "Enliven their fantasies." Oh.
It's stuff it's okay to say, that doesn't cross the line legally.
Detective Cervelli swears that in response to him asking...
would you go back to the hotel for $300,
you said, "I'll do anything you want to make you happy.
I will."
For 300 bucks?
I can make that in an hour slinging cocktails at El Cid.
So I'm gonna do anything he wants?
Did you say it?
Well, probably.
It doesn't mean I don't walk out
the back door alone, go home and study
like I do every other night.
Are you sure you want to fight this, in public?
For a first-time offender, it's just a misdemeanor, only a fine.
I know who I am, what it is that I do.
I'm a dancer.
I'm not a hooker.
I didn't even see them coming.
Couple of black guys, they just say... give them my money.
So I did.
And does that appear to be the weapon used in the robbery?
Could be.
Yes, sir, it looks like it.
Well, that ain't so good. Doesn't this guy have a face
you just want to punch? Hm.
Well, if you'd just picked up your damn cell phone,
you could've been defending that.
Instead of whoever college boy here is gonna bury.
Who it is, is Mason Carter.
And whatever he did, I don't think it involved a gun.
Right up until this point in this interview, and during
his entire statement at the scene,
guy never mentions a gun... only when a detective
slides one across the table, suddenly... presto, there's a gun!
Thank you, Detective Copperfield!
You got any evidence on that?
That'd be a negative. Oh.
Well, you better get some.
Or get Mason a deal.
'Cause gun or no gun, jury's gonna love Joe Suburbs.
Mason makes mistakes, but he'd never pull a gun.
I know him.
He was just waiting to take me home. I understand
no one who works here remembers seeing anything that day.
How about a customer? Anyone?
There was nobody in the store when the police came up.
I didn't even know anything had happened.
Well, this is the guy who's accusing Mason.
He come in?
I didn't see him.
Oh. I got it, I got it.
When are you due?
Three weeks.
Having a girl.
Got a name picked out?
No.
Haven't had a chance to decide.
It's probably best to wait for Mason.
Cut the crap, Mason.
Tell me what really went down.
I don't know what you're talking about.
This isn't for me.
This case is over, I go home.
Help yourself here.
Help your kid.
What happened?
I was just waiting for Keena
when this guy rolled up asking where to buy weed.
Jerome wanted to hook him up,
but I told him I didn't want any part.
But Jerome, he knew my cousin was holding.
Said that it would only take five minutes
and that he needed the money.
So we hustled over, got the weed.
When we came back, these other dudes were there,
pressing the white boy.
Telling him that it was their turf
and that he needed to buy from them.
That's when Jerome stepped up.
All the sudden, a fight broke out.
We just ran.
We got halfway across the parking lot,
then the police show, now this.
Why didn't you tell anyone?
Because Keena doesn't like me hanging with Jerome.
And I was afraid that if she found out
about the dope, she'd leave me.
Look, man, I messed up, but I didn't rob anybody.
Conlon!
Conlon, where the hell you been?
You get my message?
Kaczmarek. I got Mason Carter, Jerome's buddy.
Oh, Jerome, yeah, okay.
We got to get together on this.
I got a pretty good idea that this victim kid is lying.
We need to decide how we're gonna fight.
Fight, fight? What fight? I pled it.
You what?
Yeah, I'm in to see Jerome now, let him know the deal's done...
nine years. Nine years?
Are you... are you nuts?
Why in the hell would you take nine?
God's sakes, who-who sold you that?
Who? Meredith Kramer, that's who.
That nine you just took
is going to seriously prejudice my client.
The jury is going to take it as an admission of guilt.
Well, I'm not representing your client.
You know, you should move fast.
Nine's too good to last.
I-I didn't even see them coming.
Couple black guys, they just say give them my money, you know.
This kid is lying.
Cares more about keeping a pot bust off his resume than
letting two innocent guys go to prison, the little punk.
And Conlon's guy took nine years?
Which Meredith is gonna hit hard.
Yeah. That girl will screw you every way she can.
Trial starts tomorrow, and I still got nothing.
Judge Rogers' office for you, Nick.
Line two. Okay.
Pete, you still got time.
Got to prove the drug deal.
He's cute.
Yeah, and he's a damn liar.
Cute ones always are.
Zoey, come with me a second.
No. No.
Not there.
Keep going. Not there. Keep going.
There, there, there, there.
Stop. Okay, the victim,
Jeff Howard, was a guest at The Florentine Hotel and Casino,
235 Las Vegas Boulevard on the nights of August 16 and 17.
You're a college student,
you're staying at the Florentine... who do you go to
if you're looking to score?
The bellman. They'll do anything for a tip.
You know anybody at the Florentine?
The concierge used to date my sister.
Call him.
Find out who the hookup is.
Tell him we'll keep the Florentine out of it
if he makes an introduction.
Stillman is the bellboy you're looking for.
Tyler Stillman.
But he was fired two weeks ago, for obvious reasons.
You're certain you saw this guy talking to Tyler?
Yeah, came by my desk three times asking for Tyler by name.
How do I find him?
No idea. Think we scared him off.
Never even picked up his last paycheck.
Course, Tyler made most of his money off tips.
Detective Cervelli, when you asked the defendant
if she was willing to perform sexual favors in return for cash,
what was her response?
I asked her to come back to my hotel, she said, "I'd love to.
I'll do anything to make you happy."
Your witness.
Detective.
You know, I got to tell you, there's...
there's lots of things that make me happy.
Baseball makes me happy, little puppies, a good action flick.
Lot of things make you happy, Detective?
I don't think she was talking about playing with her puppy.
Proper decorum in the courtroom, please.
Move on, Mr. Morelli.
Uh, did you get a chance to talk to my client
Did she tell you that she's studying to be a nurse
and that she wants to work with the elderly,
those with the greatest need and desire of care?
No.
What?
What's so funny?
I want to laugh, but I don't...
I don't know what we're laughing about.
Can you share with me?
It's just that the defendant
happened to ask me about my needs and desires.
Uh-huh. She did, did she?
Didn't seem too concerned about raising my blood pressure either.
Well, then could you please tell us,
what exactly did Ms. Stratton ask you that night?
Well, she cozies up and says something like,
"So, honey, why don't you tell me your..."
"Greatest needs and desires tonight"?
Defense exhibit number three.
Your Honor, this is an employee handout
of the Bare Elegance Gentleman's Club.
Tell me, Detective, is that what Ms. Stratton
said to you that night?
Something like that.
Would it surprise you to know that Ms. Stratton
elevated your blood pressure by following a script
that had nothing to do with the exchange of sex for money
and everything to do with pure fantasy?
Hey.
Meredith.
Why didn't you tell me you were handling Mason Carter?
I wasn't until today.
Why? What is this?
Well, this is an easy win, is what this is.
And beating you is fun.
Fun? You think this is a game? Mm-hmm.
The guy's having a baby.
All the more reason to put him away.
That way, he can't teach his kid to use a gun.
He didn't use a gun.
Right. He didn't rob the guy, Meredith.
He tried to sell him some pot.
Of course he did, Kaczmarek.
Tell it to the judge.
You got to help me out here, because
the police vans arrived at the club before you and your guys
went into the club.
How did you know there was solicitation going on?
The police station that night or...?
We received an anonymous tip that the defendant was soliciting.
An anonymous tip?!
Wow!
That's exciting.
Since an anonymous tip means
that you can't see the person eye to eye
and there is absolutely no way of telling
if the anonymous tipster is telling the truth.
Is that right, Detective?
Thank you. No more questions.
Thank you, Detective.
The alleged victim, Mr. Howard, is lying, Your Honor.
The concierge
at the hotel where Mr. Howard was staying will testify
to seeing Mr. Howard in numerous conversations
with a bellman who is a known drug source.
It's hearsay, Judge.
The conversations witnessed by the concierge support
our theory that Mr. Howard is lying about the robbery
to cover up the fact that he was trying
to buy drugs from my client.
They could have been talking about anything.
This isn't even a stretch, counsel, it's a skip and a leap.
The guy was buying drugs, Judge,
and he's lying about this robbery to hide that.
Now, I need to establish...
I'm denying the concierge, Mr. Kaczmarek.
Where's the bellman?
Why don't you put him up?
We haven't been able to locate him, Your Honor.
He was fired from the hotel, b-but if you give us a week
and we can bring him in, it's going to change...
Mr. Kaczmarek, we're scheduled to go to trial tomorrow morning.
I'm sorry you can't find your bellman.
Trial starts as scheduled... 9:00 a.M.
Special offer, one time only.
Eight years... we'll plead your guy right now.
Make it three and we'll call it quits.
See you in court.
I didn't even see them coming, Couple black guys,
they just say give them my money, you know, so I did.
As you previously identified, these are the guys who did it?
Yes, sir.
And does that appear to be the weapon used in the robbery?
Could be.
Yes, sir, it looks like it.
What's wrong?
I got to be honest with you, Keena.
I don't think this is looking very good.
I think you need to start preparing yourself
that there's a real chance this may not go our way.
Oh, my God.
Hey.
Hey. Don't do this. What?
Tell the truth about what really happened.
Do not send an innocent man to prison because you don't
have the stones to say what really happened.
I-I don't... Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.
Don't you dare say you don't know what I'm talking about.
You already sent one innocent man
to prison for nine years because of your lie.
Do not send another away for 20!
Stand up, be a man and tell the truth!
Just tell the damn truth!
Mr. Howard, would you please describe for the court
the events of the afternoon of August 17?
Yes, ma'am.
I was in the parking lot of the Viva Vegas Liquor Store,
when I encountered two individuals.
Um, two African-American individuals.
And is one of those men in the courtroom today?
Yes.
That one.
Go on, Mr. Howard.
Exactly as you remember it.
I... went down to the liquor store to buy marijuana.
Uh, Mr. Howard, I would like to ask
specifically about the robbery.
Objection, Your Honor. Leading.
Sustained.
When the defendant approached you, what happened then?
I asked if they could get me some weed.
Then a fight broke out, and police showed up, so...
I panicked, and I just said that they robbed me.
But they didn't, and I'm sorry.
I am really sorry.
Your Honor, permission to treat Mr. Howard as a hostile witness?
Granted.
Mr. Howard, you realize that the testimony
you're giving here contradicts not only
what you told the police at the scene
and in your sworn statement, but also what you testified to,
under oath, in a preliminary hearing.
This... what I've said here today... this is the truth.
No one robbed me.
You further realize that by giving two different stories,
both while under oath, that you're committing perjury.
That's a punishable offense.
Objection. She's badgering her own witness.
Counselor?
Did the defendant speak to you
or threaten you in any way to get you to change your story?
Objection. Mr. Carter has been in jail this whole time.
There's no way he could have possibly threatened Mr. Howard.
Overruled.
Did the defendant threaten you?
No.
Did anyone else threaten you?
Objection. She's fishing.
Overruled.
Mr. Howard, has anyone at all spoken to you,
wanting you to change the story that you gave to the police?
Yes.
The attorney for the defense.
In my chambers, now.
A clearly innocent man behind bars.
Counselors... Oh, so I'm supposed to let you
get away with this gross breach of ethics?
My so-called breach blew open a case
that should have never been brought
in the first place. Only you would brag
about conduct verging on witness tampering.
Ms. Kramer, are you asking for a mistrial?
No, Your Honor.
I have a better idea.
I'm calling Mr. Kaczmarek to the stand.
Let's let the jury decide
if they want your misconduct to determine this case.
I need a lawyer.
Tell me, Nick, did I screw up?
Well, state bar could fine you,
maybe give you a reprimand.
No, did I screw this up for Mason?
I don't want me trying to help him
be what brings him a conviction.
Okay. Come on.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You just gave me that.
No, no, no. We got to practice your testimony.
I'll be Meredith, and you be you.
You're Meredith? Yeah.
Yeesh. What the hell happened to your figure?
I stopped doing yoga.
Come on.
Mr. Kaczmarek, at any time did you instruct the victim
on what to say on the stand?
All I said is, tell the truth.
Did you hint, imply or allude to any particular narrative?
The term "Narrative" Suggests fiction,
which is what I counseled against.
I told him not to lie.
Did you tell him what the truth was
or suggest what you wanted him to say?
As I just testified, to tell the truth.
The truth he already swore to
or the tale that would help you and your client?
There is only one truth.
Oh! Don't say that. Why?
What's wrong with that? Only one truth?
Not according to the victim, who's already sworn
to two different truths in two different courtrooms.
The day is young.
He's still got a chance to tell three more truths before recess.
All right, all right. You're welcome.
You're right. What do you want, a cookie?
No. I want you to pick up the cell phone
when I call you at night.
You got me in so much trouble.
Are you being you right now?
Or are you being Meredith?
I'm... Look.
This is serious, man.
You can get disbarred for this.
Did you yell at the kid?
I was... emphatic.
Emphatic, loud?
My voice may was elevated above conversational level,
but below yelling.
And there was no physical contact?
Oh, Pete, tell me you didn't touch the kid.
Define touch.
Oh, you're killing me here, Pete.
You're killing me! The kid had earbuds in, okay?
I removed them. How did you remove 'em?
Did you yank 'em?
Or did you delicately extract them?
There was no hand to ear contact.
Hmm.
What? What?
What's wrong?
No, I think you're all right.
Okay.
Get that drink back.
No.
Hey, you're taking over Ashley's case.
Wait a minute. What?
I know you don't believe that you're ready,
but I do, and I'm your boss, so I win.
Pete needs me. Nick, I'm not sure we have the jury on this yet.
Do you believe that Ashley's guilty?
That she solicits for sex?
Of course not.
Make the jury believe that, too.
Nick?
Oh! Sammy's baseball game. I'm late.
I'm late. I'm always late.
Sammy! Sammy! Sammy!
Wait a minute. Sammy. Sammy. Wow.
What a great day's work.
Good game, Sammy.
Thanks, Vixen.
Are you dating?
No, of course not.
Okay, pal, why don't you go join your team over there?
Vixen? Well... We busted a club where Vixen dances.
It's a client of ours.
And I couldn't get Pete on the phone, and so...
Oh, so you took our son to a strip club?
What, did you buy him a lap dance?
Oh, geez, Jess.
He was supposed to sit in the car.
Outside a strip club.
Okay, bad call on my part.
But nothing inappropriate happened.
The girls were all covered up.
That's not the issue. Going forward, it's not gonna work
if we can't trust each other to be honest.
Go-Going forward?
No secrets, the same rules.
Jess, look, what happened with Sammy is wrong.
I'm sorry.
It'll never happen again, I promise,
but what do you mean, going forward?
With us not together, which we're not.
We're separated, Nick.
You got to wrap your head around that.
Hey.
Hi.
How'd you get past security?
I said I was a new girl.
I used to dance, too.
A show at the Trop, and then Jubilee at Bally's.
Are you serious? Well, it paid for law school.
Wow.
I got some flowers after shows,
but this is almost as if you all share the same birthday.
I know.
I feel bad sometimes.
Most clients enjoy the fantasy while they're here,
but some just don't get it.
They send gifts and cards,
and I don't even remember who they are.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
This anonymous tipper could be someone like that.
Someone who felt there was a connection,
and struck back out of spite when he felt rejected.
Any recent customer like that?
Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Absolutely.
Mr. Kaczmarek, would you please describe
your encounter in the hall with the victim?
Now that it has been established that the robbery never occurred,
victim is actually no longer accurate.
I saw Mr. Howard in the hallway, walked up to him,
and urged him to tell the truth.
Simple as that? Simple as that.
No further questions.
Good morning, Mr. Kaczmarek.
Good morning, Mr. Morelli.
Just so I understand.
You saw Mr. Howard in the hall.
You walked up to him.
You urged him to do the right thing by telling the real truth.
That is correct.
No further questions, Your Honor.
You may step down.
Your Honor, the State would like
to call Bailiff Kevin Briar to the stand.
Objection, Your Honor! Uh... He is not on the list.
Mr. Briar is a rebuttal witness
to what Mr. Kaczmarek just testified to.
Objection overruled.
The witness may take the stand.
Mr. Briar, you work here in the court, do you not?
I'm a Bailiff. And you witnessed
the hallway encounter between the attorney
for the defendant, Mr. Kaczmarek, and the victim, Mr. Howard?
That's correct.
Please describe for the court what you observed.
Mr. Howard was sitting in the hall listening to his iPod.
I saw Mr. Kaczmarek
rush up to him and yank the earbuds from his ears.
Please describe the posture the defense counsel assumed.
He put his hands on the arms of Mr. Howard's chair
and got right in his face.
How close to the victim's face would you say
the defense counsel got? Three, four inches.
And Mr. Kaczmarek was shouting at him.
In your judgment,
was this behavior intimidating?
Objection, Your Honor. She's asking the witness
to guess the state of mind of Mr. Howard.
I'll allow.
It would've intimidated me.
No further questions.
The victim told police what happened.
Repeated it in his official statement at police headquarters.
Repeated it again, under oath,
in a preliminary hearing...
accusing the defendant of armed robbery... a charge
his partner in crime, Jerome McKay, already pled guilty to.
The same story told over and over and over again.
And then, minutes before he was about to take the stand here
and tell that same story, he was accosted in the hallway
by the attorney of the accused, Pete Kaczmarek.
Ladies and gentlemen,
please... don't let another defense lawyer
subvert justice again.
His client's guilty.
He doesn't fool me.
Don't let them fool you.
You know, when my partner first showed me the tape
of Jeff Howard's statement to the police, I got to admit...
I thought Mason was guilty, too.
I mean, sure, Pete pointed out that Howard never mentioned
a gun to the police, and yeah, sure, it does seem
like a... A stupid thing to think,
that a guy would pull an armed robbery
in broad daylight in front of the store
where his girlfriend works.
And yeah, there is the question:
What is a college kid from Ohio doing
two miles off the Strip at a liquor store... in North Vegas?
But, you know...
the guy looks like he's the kind of guy who tells the truth.
And Mason looks like...
...he looks like...
He looks like he's from North Vegas.
So who you gonna believe?
Now, unlike me, Pete here believed in Mason.
But he couldn't prove it.
And I got to tell you,
there is no worse feeling for a defense lawyer
than to know that an innocent man is going to jail
and there's nothing you can do about it.
It makes you want to scream.
It does... it makes you want to scream, "Don't do it!
"Don't!
This is wrong!"
And, of course... my partner does just that.
Gets slapped with contempt.
And I get it.
I mean, look at him.
He's a Mr. Know-It-All.
He's a hothead.
You know what?
He's a pain in the ass!
But Pete...
...Pete believed in Mason when nobody else did.
Pete... fought for Mason when nobody else would.
Well, I got to tell you... he sure the hell changed my mind.
He changed Jeff Howard's mind.
I hope he changes yours.
Thank you.
Dr. Danziger,
is it true that you were the source of the anonymous tip
that came in to the police referencing the defendant?
I was.
And you testified a moment ago that you initially thought
your relationship with the defendant was one thing.
What was that? I thought she cared for me.
What did she do or say that gave you that impression?
The way she talked to me.
Smiled.
Like she was really interested.
And you share those feelings?
I did.
And when did you realize that she didn't share those feelings?
When she refused to see me outside the club.
You asked her out on a date?
And she said no?
She wouldn't even give me her number.
Doctor, would you say that the defendant broke your heart?
Doctor?
Yes.
All right, yes.
I got my heart broken by a stripper.
I'm that ridiculous of a person.
It's not ridiculous.
I've had my heart broken, too.
I'm sure we all have.
And when someone breaks our heart,
we don't always respond in the best way.
Sometimes we lash out at the person who's caused us so much pain.
Doctor, when you phoned in that tip, that tip to the police,
you were just getting back at the defendant
for causing you pain, were you not?
Yes.
In fact, the defendant never explicitly promised
or suggested that she would bestow sexual favors, did she?
Doctor, did she ever solicit you for sex?
No.
Ms. Foreperson, please hand the clerk your verdict.
"In the matter of Mason Carter,
"Case number 52849, in the Clark County District Court,
"As to the count of armed robbery:
not guilty."
Yes!
There you go, man. Thank you.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Hey. You... Heck, man, I took a shot at it.
I'll be right back.
Thank you, man.
Hey. Hey.
Congratulations.
Thanks. Got anything else you want to say?
Uh, nice job, way to go?
I don't know, what do you want to hear?
A hint of human decency would be nice.
Fake it if you have to.
I don't have to listen to this. Meredith.
You knew the moment
your star witness recanted that that was the truth
and that Mason was innocent, but you kept going at it,
hammer and tongs.
I was doing my job. Wrong.
You're supposed to drop charges when a case falls apart,
not double down to get the win.
Oh, like you don't want to win?
Not like that. Bull.
And if this righteous anger thing
is meant to be some sort of a turn-on,
it's not, so... Stop. Stop.
You sent Mason's buddy to prison
for nine years, and the kid is innocent.
Now, all right, you didn't know, but... but with Mason, you knew.
You knew, and still you tried to bring him down,
and me along with him.
For what?
I'm glad I lost, okay?
If I got you disbarred, who would buy me dinner?
See you later.
I don't think so.
"...solicitation for the purposes of prostitution:
not guilty."
Yep. Yeah! Oh!
Oh, what is that!
That is such a Bush move! What?!
The high five.
Gotta act like you've been there.
You look like a little preteen
who scored her first goal in soccer.
Whoa!
An excellent win.
Excellent, baby. Congratulations.
You did a great job.
Oh, and, uh, before I forget, this is for you.
What is this? A bill for services.
Nick.
You're billing me?
Yeah, trial prep, court time.
$2,000?
I gave you a discount.
Check's in the mail, Morelli.
Hey, where are you going? I got to go meet a guy.
Jerome, I'm Pete Kaczmarek.
I'm an attorney, and I'd like to take on your case.
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