25.000 English-HI
(thunder rumbles)
(rain patters)
(woman panting)
(woman moans)
(woman) Yeah.
(woman gasping)
(man) Yeah...
(panting) Yeah...
(man gasps) Like that.
(panting)
(man) Oh... Oh, yeah. Yes, yes... Oh!
- All right, easy. - (voices on police radio)
Lousy morning for it.
Mr Andrew Marsh, bagged and tagged. Better him than us, huh?
- So what did him in? - Looks like cardiac arrest, but I'll call you.
(man) Move it out.
- Mr Garrett. - Morning, sir.
All right, I'll be outside. Sir.
Lieutenant.
(woman moaning)
- Nice quality. - Nice ass.
That was the tape in the VCR. The power was on.
So the sucker had a heart attack watching his home movies. Why call me?
He was tied up. I've heard of remote, but...
- What the hell is this? - That is a nipple clamp.
- How would you know? - He's from LA.
I just happen to be a well-informed individual.
How does this thing work?
- Who cares? Bag it. - Kinky shit.
Harry, you wanna take a picture of these gouges for me?
Looks like she had him chewing on the wood.
No, looks like she had him handcuffed. Who found the body?
His secretary came by this morning. Hell of a shock. Wanna talk to her?
- She thought we'd steal the silver. - Well, can you blame her?
Do you want me to identify her? It's Rebecca Carlson.
His girlfriend. They had a date last night, according to Miss Braslow.
This is Bob Garrett, from the DA's office.
Miss Braslow was Mr Marsh's secretary for the last six years.
She killed him.
You got your first witness.
(priest) ...resurrection and the life will raise him up in glory.
Then may he see the light of your presence, Lord Jesus.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, amen.
Bless this grave, and send your angel to watch over it.
Forgive the sins of our brother,
- whose body we bury here. - Excuse me.
We ask this through Christ, our Lord, amen.
Go in peace with Christ. Thanks be to God.
Miss Carlson?
- I'm sorry I'm late. I'm Frank Dulaney... - Frank Dulaney?
- I look that much like a lawyer? - Who else would speak to me?
His friends think I shouldn't even be here.
- Will you represent me? - No charges have been filed.
But there will be. You know that.
- Do you think I killed him? - That's a question I never ask my clients.
What matters is whether the State can prove you killed him.
I loved Andrew. Why is it so hard for everybody to believe?
You know why. You're young, beautiful and involved with a wealthy older man.
- He wasn't old to me. - I'm sorry I said that.
A big part of my life has been taken away from me
and people are saying it was my fault.
They've taken something good between two people in love and made it dirty.
I didn't kill him.
- (# lounge piano) - You believed her?
- Yeah, actually I did. - (laughs) You romantic.
No, I just know bullshit when I hear it. This wasn't bullshit.
Sharon, how can you say she didn't love him without knowing either of them?
- He was too old. - He's right.
- That's a very narrow view of love. - It's what the jury's gonna think.
- Did he have any family? - Lots of wives, no kids.
Sharon? The register broke down again.
- It's the register. Will you be here a while? - No, we'll go on home.
- I have to lock up tonight. - Why don't you hire a manager?
Because at least I won't be stealing from myself.
Last time this week, OK?
Quick kiss?
- It's OK, nobody noticed. Bye. - Bye-bye.
- (man) Jamie! - (woman) Over here!
Jamie, how'd you sneak past me?
- I saw some friends. - Really? These are my friends.
- Could you pour a glass on the house... - (sighs)
Can you really screw someone to death?
No.
Besides, you don't have to worry about that stuff yet.
Do you?
No.
Because you are a good-looking guy. Let's go.
OK, let's go.
A neighbour saw you go into Marsh's house at 8.30.
She's not denying she was there.
- Did you have sex with him? - Yes.
- Did you handcuff him? - Don't tell me it's relevant, Bobby.
- Yes. - You didn't have to answer that.
- No, but we appreciate her honesty. - Bullshit.
- When did you leave his house? - Around midnight, I suppose.
If I'd known it would matter, I'd have paid more attention.
It's true. There's nothing wrong with saying that.
Miss Carlson, do you use cocaine?
Cocaine use is illegal in the state of Oregon.
- I've never used it in Oregon. - (man chuckles)
OK, can we move on, please?
- Did Mr Marsh use cocaine? - Never.
The toxicology tests came back positive for cocaine.
Then it's false positive. We never did drugs.
- Not even poppers? - She just said no drugs.
I ask because amyl nitrate is often made available to heart patients.
- Were you aware of his heart condition? - A little arrhythmia isn't a heart condition.
Mr Marsh had an advanced case of heart disease.
He said it wasn't serious.
Now, why would he lie about it?
I never know why men lie, they just do.
Men lie.
Would you describe yourself as a dominatrix?
- Oh, back off of this, Bob. - A sado-masochist?
That's it. Interview's over. Let's go.
You wanna charge her, go ahead. Otherwise, reach her through my office.
- Fine. - But I don't think that'll be necessary.
- Reese... - Right.
Rebecca Carlson, you're under arrest for the murder of Andrew Marsh.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Rebecca, I'll have you out as fast as I can.
Frank...
Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you...?
Trying to get your name on the front page?
- You fucking sandbagged me! - Jesus, Frank. Don't take it personal.
Spending too much time with criminals affects your judgement.
- You don't have probable cause. - Sure I do.
Marsh's will leaves all $8 million to your client, which would give even me motive,
and she admits to being there that night.
- You don't know it was homicide. - The method's self-explanatory.
Are you gonna tag the body as the murder weapon, exhibit A ?
- It's not a crime to be a great lay. - Sure, I'd have to indict myself.
This case is ridiculous. Drop the charges. You can't convict.
Cocaine slipped to a rich old man dying of heart disease? I can make that case.
Not without intent.
She'll get manslaughter. Tell your client 20 years, 7 if she behaves.
There they are! Frank, can you give a statement, please?
- Frank, please! - Miss Carlson!
Were you with him the night he died?
(reporter) Rebecca! This way, please!
Did you do it, Miss Carlson?
Get me out of here.
Bobby Garrett's gonna stage a big, ugly trial.
Does he really expect me to plead guilty to spare myself the embarrassment?
I'm not guilty. I'm not gonna plead guilty.
I'd feel better if you weren't in the will.
Andrew put me in his will?
Don't start jerking me around. You're the primary beneficiary.
How much?
Well, wouldn't you ask?
- Come on, how much? - Eight million, give or take.
That's a hell of a motive.
I know how Bobby works. He's gonna build his case on your sex life.
He'll drag out every dirty little thing you ever did.
It wasn't dirty.
No, not to you or Andrew, but people here have very conservative views about sex.
No, they don't, they just don't talk about it. They're such hypocrites.
Those hypocrites are gonna be sitting in the jury box,
hearing Garrett say you led Andrew into perversion.
I didn't have to lead him anywhere. Andrew knew exactly what he wanted.
- All we did was make love. - In handcuffs.
It was different, but it was still making love.
Have you ever seen animals make love, Frank?
It's intense, it's violent,
but they never really hurt each other.
- We're not animals. - Yes, we are.
(woman panting)
You're great when you get a big case.
- How about the rest of the time? - You know what I mean.
I have to take a shower.
(water rushes)
You don't get as rich as Marsh by being a nice guy.
Find out who he fucked over, business, personal, social,
anyone who might want him dead.
I'm hitting all the dealers with a list of their nearest and dearest.
- Maybe we'll get lucky and find a user. - Joanne Braslow is here.
- Garrett brought doughnuts. - The man's considerate !
Yeah, but he always eats them all.
It wasn't normal. They didn't have normal sex.
How do you know what kind of sex they had?
I wasn't peeping through the keyhole, if that's what you're implying.
I would go to the house to pick up and drop off papers
and I would find their little toys all over the place.
Would you characterise your feelings toward my client as negative?
I don't have much sympathy for drug users.
Do you have personal knowledge that she used drugs?
I personally saw her shovel the stuff up her nose. Is that good enough?
In front of a secretary?
I was at the house one morning. I thought she was upstairs with him.
I went into the powder room and she was spooning coke from one of those vials.
- What did she say when she saw you? - She was too busy to notice.
- Did you tell your boss what you'd seen? - No.
- And why not? - I wanted to keep my job.
That didn't include telling him his girlfriend was a cokehead slut.
Frank, take the last doughnut.
Rebecca!
You fucking lied to me. You lied on tape.
- You were asked, ''Do you use cocaine?'' - And I said no.
They've got an eyewitness
that can testify not only do you use cocaine, but you did it in Marsh's house.
- Joanne's lying. - I didn't say it was Joanne.
- Who else would have been there? - Do you know the term ''smoking gun''?
She was in love with him. Don't you see that?
Marsh must have been a lovable guy. Everybody was in love with him !
- I haven't touched coke since I was 17. - She makes a good witness.
Come and meet somebody.
It's right over here.
(bell tinkles)
Dr Novaro?
Ah, Miss Carlson, I've been waiting for you.
Sorry I'm late. This is Frank Dulaney, my lawyer.
- Could you give me my medicine? - Sure.
(murmurs to himself)
There you are.
- Go ahead. - You gotta be kidding.
Investigate.
- What the hell is it? - Chinese peony root.
- What's it used for? - It's an aspirin substitute.
- Tell him why. - She suffers from dysmenorrhoea.
Cramps.
- Miss Carlson, ready whenever you are. - Thank you.
You're supposed to be on my side, Frank.
You could've at least given me the benefit of the doubt.
You're right. I'm sorry.
- You mind waiting 15 minutes? - Not at all.
Look around.
(indistinct conversation between Dr Novaro and Rebecca)
(thunder rumbles)
(cat meows)
(chuckles)
Here, pussy-puss.
Hello, kitty. Oh, such a beautiful kitty.
Yes, kitty...
(whispers) Yes, yes, yes...
Is it still raining?
- Uh... yeah. - (meows)
- Can you drive me home? - Sure, I'll give you a ride home.
- I've never been in one of these. - Now's your chance.
- (insects chirp) - (frogs croak)
- Come in. - It's a bad idea.
- Why? - I'm your lawyer. It doesn't look good.
Nobody's looking.
Goodnight, Rebecca.
- Frank... - Yeah.
- Are you scared? - Not if you tell me I shouldn't be.
We're gonna kick their ass.
(man) All rise.
Multnomah Superior Court is now in session, Judge Mabel Burnham presiding.
(judge) I can't change the titillating nature of this trial,
but if I wanted to join a circus, I'd have learned to ride a trapeze.
(laughter)
So I will not put up with any performances by counsel or by the gallery.
- Are the People ready to proceed? - Yes, your Honour.
Andrew Marsh made what turned out to be a fatal mistake:
he fell in love.
He fell in love with a ruthless, calculating woman,
who went after an elderly man with a bad heart and a big bank account.
You all can see the defendant, Rebecca Carlson,
but as this trial proceeds, you will see she is not only the defendant,
she is the murder weapon itself.
If I hit you and you die, I am the cause of your death,
but can I be called a weapon?
The answer is yes,
and what a deadly weapon Rebecca Carlson made of it.
The State will prove she seduced Andrew Marsh and manipulated his affections
until he rewrote his will, leaving her $8 million.
That she insisted on increasingly strenuous sex,
knowing he had a severe heart condition.
And when that didn't work fast enough for her, she secretly doped him with cocaine.
His heart couldn't take the combination, and she got what she wanted.
She is a beautiful woman,
but you will come to see her no differently than a gun or a knife,
or any other instrument used as a weapon.
She's a killer, and the worst kind,
a killer who disguised herself as a loving partner.
Mr Dulaney.
Ladies and gentlemen, you were told during jury selection
that the testimony in this trial would be sexually explicit.
You may find it offensive, you may even be disgusted by what you hear,
but I want you to remember Miss Carlson is not on trial for her sexual tastes.
She is being tried for murder, and to charge her with murder is ludicrous.
The State would like you to believe
that she somehow fornicated Andrew Marsh to death.
But the State's case is built on fantasy, not fact,
and the facts, as they are, are entirely circumstantial.
It's not a crime to be a beautiful woman, or to fall in love with an older man.
This case should've never come to trial,
but since it has, I know you'll listen to the testimony objectively.
And when you hear the evidence objectively,
you will acquit Rebecca Carlson of the charges against her.
Dr McCurdy, did you find any indication
that Mr Marsh might have used cocaine regularly?
No. His nasal membranes were way too smooth for even occasional use.
Were you able to determine how he ingested this drug?
A bottle of nasal spray found by the bed was filled with a cocaine solution.
The victim had a head cold. I believe he was drugged unwittingly.
Objection. The witness is speculating. Motion to strike the testimony.
So ordered, and the jury should disregard the witness's comment.
Was this the spray you found, Doctor?
Yes, that's it.
Entered as People's exhibit A.
Dr McCurdy, what would cocaine do to someone in Mr Marsh's condition?
- It would accelerate his heartbeat. - And if he were having sex at the time?
It would be the same as shooting a loaded gun at him.
You said in your report that Mr Marsh was restrained at the time of his death.
Can you explain that, please?
From the marks on his wrists and the bedstead, I believe he was handcuffed.
- At the time of his death? - Oh, yes.
The bruising and the friction was quite extensive.
Thank you, Dr McCurdy. Your witness.
Dr McCurdy,
you testified that, in your opinion, Mr Marsh suffered his fatal heart attack
- while he was restrained. - Yes, sir.
- Your evidence is the marks on his wrist? - You are correct.
Couldn't those same marks have been made
while he was flailing about in the throes of sexual ecstasy?
I suppose.
Did you find any older marks that indicated the use of restraints?
- Just on his ankles. - Where they wouldn't show in public?
- Objection! He's jumping to conclusions! - Sustained. You know better.
Dr McCurdy, can you medically say that Mr Marsh didn't decide to get high?
It seems unlikely that a man in his circumstances...
- Are you a licensed psychiatrist? - No, but...
- Objection. Argumentative. - Sustained.
How did you reach your conclusion about what Mr Marsh would or wouldn't do?
Common sense.
Did you find any evidence of that in the autopsy?
Do you know for a fact that Mr Marsh had any common sense?
You just testified he liked unpleasant things.
Your Honour...
No further questions.
It'll be a long trial for you, Counsellor, if I have to start warning you on the first day.
Where do you work, Dr Paley?
I am an emergency room physician at Memorial Hospital.
Were you on duty the night of February 5th this year?
I was the admitting physician, yes.
- Did you admit Andrew Marsh? - Yes, I did.
- What was the reason? - Cocaine poisoning.
Did Mr Marsh discuss the circumstances with you?
Yes, he did.
Erm... I read my notes again before I came to be accurate.
According to my notes, the patient told me it was the first time he'd tried cocaine,
and it was going to be the last.
Would you describe his condition?
He presented a galaxy of symptoms.
Hyperpyrexia, which is a high fever associated with cocaine intoxication.
Severely elevated blood pressure, arrhythmia, shortness of breath,
and, while I was examining the patient, he experienced status epilepticus.
Is it common to have so many symptoms in cases of cocaine poisoning?
This patient was particularly sensitive. I thought he was lucky to go home alive.
Did you tell him that, Dr Paley?
I told him if he ever tried cocaine again, he would be committing suicide.
- Your witness. - No questions for this witness.
- Did you see him the day before he died? - Yes.
- How did he look? - He was pale and sweaty.
- Did you talk about Miss Carlson? - Yes.
And what did he say?
That he was worried. I was worried.
He said if she kept it up, she'd kill him, that his heart couldn't take it.
Thank you. No more questions.
Miss Braslow, this strikes me as a very intimate conversation
for a boss to have with his secretary.
- Did you often discuss his love life? - We had a professional relationship.
But I had been his secretary for six years. He liked to talk to me.
Did he also mention to you that Rebecca was thinking of moving back to Chicago?
Yes, he mentioned it.
So the woman that he loved passionately was thinking about leaving.
Couldn't that have caused the stress you observed?
Objection! Calls for rank speculation.
The prosecution has already used this witness
to establish the state of mind of the deceased.
He opened the can, your Honour.
I do see worms crawling all around you, Mr Garrett. You can't have it both ways.
Answer the question, Miss Braslow.
I suppose it's possible.
You testified that you saw Rebecca inhaling cocaine in the bathroom.
- How do you know it was cocaine? - It was a white powder.
Were you ever a patient at the Mount Hood Substance Abuse Centre?
Objection! Miss Braslow's medical history is...
The prosecution has introduced cocaine as a contributing cause of death.
This is a reasonable line of questioning.
I'll allow it.
Weren't you a patient at the Mount Hood Substance Abuse Centre
from January 5th to February 5th two years ago?
- Yes. - And what were you being treated for?
- Substance and alcohol abuse. - Was that substance cocaine?
Was that substance cocaine?
Yes.
Didn't you supply your boss, Mr Marsh, with the cocaine that sent him to hospital?
- No. - Your Honour,
I have in my hand a copy of the admissions report.
The square right here is designated for the signature of the responsible party,
the person who brought him into the hospital.
Would you read that name out loud, please?
Would you read the name out loud, please?
Joanne Braslow. But I...
No further questions.
Your Honour, I submit defence exhibit A.
For your files.
(sighs)
(# classical piano)
- (woman exclaims) - (man) Look what we have here!
- Did you always want to be a lawyer? - It was a fallback.
- I wanted to be a pro hockey player. - Oh, yeah? What happened?
Well, I... broke my ankle skating. I was showing off.
- How old were you? - Seven.
(chuckles)
When I was a kid, I liked to steal strawberries.
I'd sneak into the neighbours' yard, and I remember they had a big fence,
and I'd always scrape my knees climbing over it.
On the other side, they had these wild rose bushes,
and the thorns would dig into my legs and cut my thighs when I slid down,
but the strawberries always tasted so sweet.
Because of how much it hurt to get them?
Yeah.
Rebecca,
when you first met Andrew,
how did you know that he... he was like you?
I was at a party and there was...
a huge crowd of people, but...
- We just saw each other and we knew. - Just like that?
Yeah.
Look around.
You want me to tell you if there's someone here that has the same tastes that I do?
That's right.
OK.
All right... Who?
- I'm not gonna tell you. - You're not gonna tell me?
- No, I'm not. - Why not?
Because he doesn't know it yet.
(wind chimes tinkling)
Yes, it would be nice.
- What would? - You and I making love.
Is that what you think I was thinking?
There's nothing wrong with admitting that you want me, Frank.
You take a lot for granted.
Frank.
Go home.
Thanks for dinner.
(unlocks door)
Goodnight.
(sighs)
(wind whistles)
(timbers creaking)
(whispers) Frank...
(ripping)
(he cries out)
(Rebecca chuckles)
(Frank breathes heavily)
Uh-uh.
My way.
- Are you scared? - No.
- (sizzling) - (gasps)
(chuckles)
(Frank gasps)
(gasps)
(Rebecca moans)
(moans)
(alarm beeps)
(beeping continues)
Would you see if Michael's up yet?
Uh-huh.
The People would like to recall Dr Alan Paley to the stand.
(murmuring)
Dr Paley, you're still under oath. Take it seriously.
- Do you know Rebecca Carlson? - Yes.
Did you, in fact, date Miss Carlson?
(intrigued murmuring)
- Yes, we dated. - (murmuring swells)
Keep your rude mouths shut or get out of my courtroom.
This is the only time I'm going to ask nicely. Proceed, Mr Garrett.
Did you ever discuss your patient, Mr Marsh, with her?
His picture was on the social page and I mentioned that I treated him, yes.
- What was her reaction? - She was fascinated.
Did she ask you anything in particular about him?
She wanted to know whether cocaine would kill him if he tried it again.
- What did you say? - I told her it'd be Russian roulette.
Your witness.
Dr Paley, why didn't you mention your relationship with Rebecca earlier?
Nobody asked me.
- Did you have sex with her? - Objection. Irrelevant.
Allow me some latitude, I can establish the relevance.
You'd better. Objection overruled. The witness is directed to answer the question.
- No. - No, you did not have sexual relations.
- No, we didn't. - Because she refused. Isn't that correct?
Objection! Counsel is trying to manufacture the implication...
Get up here, both of you. Right now!
If you're just bottom-feeding, you'll choke on the mud.
I'm working toward a specific point.
Work fast. I'm getting tired of seeing you this close to me.
Objection overruled.
Do you remember your last date with Rebecca at the Cat and Fiddle restaurant?
It wasn't that memorable.
Do you remember trying to force yourself on her in the parking lot?
- Objection! - I can bring in the parking attendant
and two customers to refresh your memory.
I didn't hear the reason for your objection.
Wasn't that the last time you saw Rebecca until appearing in court?
I told you I don't remember the last time I saw her.
In fact, didn't you attempt to blackmail her into seeing you again
by threatening to falsely testify against her?
No, you're crazy.
Your Honour, I have a tape from Rebecca's answering machine I'd like to play.
Objection! We don't know where this tape is from or who made it.
May I approach? I have reports from two independent audio labs
that Mr Garrett himself has used to verify evidence in other trials.
Both say the voice was recorded over the phone, and there's been no tampering.
I'll allow it.
(answering machine bleeps)
(Paley) I know you're there. Pick up the phone, goddamn it.
You think I won't do it?
Rebecca? I can put you away, Rebecca, for the rest of your life.
You'd better call me or you're fucked either one way or the other.
- (bleep) - (switches off tape)
What did you mean, Dr Paley?
You never told her about Andrew Marsh, did you?
Yes, I did. She asked me and I told her.
- Perjury is a criminal charge, Doctor. - I am not lying.
No further questions.
You were brilliant.
- I didn't break him all the way. - You burned him down.
- Gabe, hit P3. - You got it.
- (lift bell dings) - (woman) Excuse me.
- See you tomorrow. - Bye.
Could somebody hit P4, please?
Thank you.
- (bell dings) - (Rebecca chuckles softly)
(lift bell dings)
(Rebecca) Let's go.
Somebody's gonna see us.
Come on.
(lift bell dings)
(Rebecca gasps)
(she groans)
- The People call Jeffrey Roston. - Do you know him?
May I approach?
This witness was not mentioned by the prosecution.
We didn't contact Mr Roston until yesterday in New York.
- What took so long? - He'd been on an extended vacation.
All right. I'll allow the testimony.
That's it, Counsellor. Take a seat.
Mr Roston, what was your relationship with Miss Carlson?
- We were lovers. - How long were you together?
For about a year.
How would you describe your sex life with her?
It was... very intense.
I know this is very personal, but I'm gonna ask you to be more specific.
She was always trying to get me more and more worked up.
By what means?
I couldn't do everything she wanted in my condition.
What condition is that?
- I had a bad heart. - (murmuring)
Frank.
- What happened next? - I had bypass surgery.
- How are you now? - I'm fine.
My doctor says I can live to be a very old man.
How did your relationship with the defendant progress after the surgery?
It just ground to a sudden halt. She left me.
- Why did she say she was leaving? - She didn't. She just left.
- Why do you think she left you? - Objection. It calls for a conclusion.
Objection sustained.
When you say your sexual relations with Miss Carlson were intense, in what way?
Well, it was as if she were trying to push me as far as she could.
Can you give the court an example?
Sex was a game to her.
She got off on the control.
She always used to tell me it had to be her way.
A few nights before my bypass, I woke up and she'd tied me to the bed.
With handcuffs?
No, with my own belt.
(crowd murmuring)
And what did she say?
I...
Mr Roston, I know this is difficult for you, but it is important. Please tell the court.
She said she was going to fuck me like I'd never been fucked before.
Bailiff, clear the courtroom. Everyone except the reporters.
After she tied you up, Mr Roston, what did she do next?
She started...
...masturbating,
and telling me how much she wanted me inside her.
It drove me crazy.
Did your heart start to bother you?
Yeah.
We were making love,
and she was on top of me,
and every time I got close...
...she'd stop,
and I couldn't take it.
I couldn't breathe. I was suffocating.
Jeez, I begged her.
I really thought that I was about to die.
Did you change your will while you were involved with Miss Carlson?
Yes.
And who was the primary beneficiary?
She was.
I was very much in love with her.
And I was a fool.
Thank you, Mr Roston. No further questions.
- Counsel. - No questions.
Frank. Frank, I can explain everything.
Too late. I needed to know before he testified. Why didn't you warn me?
About every man I ever had sex with?
No, just the ones with bad hearts who put you in their wills.
- You think I killed Andrew. - So does everyone in that courtroom!
- You made me look like shit. - You are not on trial!
The hell I'm not. I must have been out of my mind to get involved with you.
- To make love to me? - Yes. But I won't compound my mistakes.
You're my client. I don't want to have anything to do with you beyond that.
- Just like that? - Yeah.
- Like I don't have any feelings? - I'm not your type. I'm young and healthy.
- That's not fair, Frank. - No, but it's accurate.
Fuck you, too.
(laughter)
(chatter)
Hi.
Where's Michael?
I took him over to Kevin's.
Why didn't you tell me? I could've stayed at the office.
You mean you could've screwed your client.
- That's paranoid. - Oh, man.
It's fine.
Sharon. Sharon!
- Sharon... Sharon. - Go away.
Talk to me.
People see your car in front of her houseboat, it gets back to me, Frank!
I'm allowed to have conferences with my client.
Why can't you have them in your office?
- I can't believe you listen to this gossip. - I talked to her.
- What? - She called here tonight looking for you.
- What did she say? - She didn't have to say anything,
I could hear it in her voice, in the way she said your name.
- You're making this up. - What did she do to you?
How did you get those marks on your chest? What are they?
What are they, bites?
What happened to your back?
I thought we were happy.
I thought we were a family.
- I trusted you. - It has nothing to do with you.
You son of a bitch.
How dare you stand there and say that to me?
I love you. You're my wife.
Go pack some things. I don't wanna see you when I get home.
Please, Sharon, I don't wanna lose you.
Then you shouldn't have fucked her.
Rebecca!
- Frank. - What did you say to my wife?
Nothing. I asked if you were there.
- Why'd you call? - To see if I still had a lawyer.
You're such a liar.
What do you think, Frank, I called to tell her all the nasty details?
Maybe I gave her some advice.
Or maybe I reassured her it was over between us.
Maybe that's what I said.
Gets easier, doesn't it, Frank?
Oh...
(Rebecca sighs in pleasure)
(# choir sings in Latin)
Frank...
Let's play another game.
(Rebecca cries out)
Aaah!
- Aaah! -You fuck.
(moans)
(ship's horn toots)
Frank!
- Frank, get up. Conference room. - Yeah, OK.
- Come on, hurry. - OK.
This guy was really into recording this shit.
He could open up his own video store.
(Rebecca gasping)
- How does this help us? - Wait, just watch.
I would have missed this too, but the phone rang and I let the tape play on.
Garrett figured this was the end.
This isn't a blank tape. It's been erased, just not quite all of it.
Uh-huh.
This was during his artsy phase, before he went back to using a tripod.
''We had a professional relationship.''
Frank! Frank! Hey, you're embarrassing me.
The court recalls Joanne Braslow.
Miss Braslow, how much did you stand to inherit
before Mr Marsh modified his will in Rebecca's favour?
$250,000.
- And according to his final will? - $10,000,
which is still a large amount, and I'm very grateful to him.
After all your years of service, it doesn't seem like a lot.
- I'm not greedy. - No, in fact you're a saint.
He dumped you for a younger woman,
and you still find kind things to say about him.
Counsel's arguing with the witness. Move to strike.
I'll sustain it and strike counsel's remarks.
Joanne, you have to start telling the truth now.
Weren't you in fact a very personal friend of Andrew Marsh?
What do you mean?
- Weren't you lovers? - No.
Do I have to enter into evidence a videotape he made of you
that indicates how very close you were?
- We dated. - Until he met Rebecca?
Yes.
- Did you love him? - (whispers) Of course I did.
Wasn't it cruel of him to confide in you about Rebecca after you broke up?
Objection! The testimony has no relevance to this trial.
I'll withdraw the question. Were you hurt?
What do you think?
I was crushed.
But I knew it wouldn't last.
And you expected him to come back to you after it was over?
Men don't marry women like her.
Didn't he tell you he asked Rebecca to marry him?
She turned him down. She'd already got all she wanted.
- But you didn't. - Objection!
Counsel's putting the witness on trial.
I loved him.
- I never would have hurt him. - Even if he asked?
- Your Honour. - That's enough.
Objection sustained, and strike Mr Dulaney's question.
Now, was that your entire bag of tricks, Counsellor,
or do you have another line of questioning?
You testified that you ran personal errands for Mr Marsh?
Yes.
- Such as going to the drugstore? - Yes.
Buying nasal spray for him because he had a cold?
You signed a house charge for nasal spray on April 8th,
the date of Andrew Marsh's death.
I'd like to introduce the receipt from Montclair Pharmacy as exhibit H.
That was the bottle used to kill him.
There was no other nasal spray found in the house.
Is it true that you put in the cocaine,
because you were jealous, because you have a cocaine habit to feed?
- No! - You're out of line, Counsellor.
Strike his remarks.
I... I don't think I wanna answer any more questions without an attorney.
She killed him. She set me up to take the fall and she almost got away with it.
Know what bothers me?
Why charge a $3 bottle of nasal spray that could be traced back to her,
- if she planned to kill him with it? - I don't know.
Maybe it was a crime of opportunity, maybe she's just stupid.
You mean maybe I did it.
Maybe you did.
If the evidence hasn't convinced you,
then how the hell is it supposed to convince the jury?
- They can't wait to convict me. - All you need is a reasonable doubt.
But I know how their minds work.
The women hate me. They think I'm a whore.
The men see a bitch they can pay back for every chick who ever blew them off.
- You have an inflated opinion of yourself. - (lift bell dings)
- I have to testify. - No.
Frank, they're gonna convict me if I don't tell my side of the story.
I'd only let a client take the stand
if the case was going so badly I had no other choice.
But your clients are usually guilty. You told me that.
No, I said they usually did it, not that they were guilty as charged.
I won't let you fuck up my case.
You owe me the chance to explain, Frank.
(sighs)
(toilet flushing)
Wish me luck.
The defence calls Rebecca Carlson to the stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?
I do.
I'd like you to recount, as you remember, the events on the night of April 8th.
We came home from dinner early.
Andrew had a cold, so I thought I'd put him to bed and go home.
- But you didn't go home, did you? - No. He wanted to make love.
And that made me want to. He was a very physical man.
- Would you say you loved him? - Very much.
Then why didn't you marry him?
Because his marriages never lasted.
I wanted it to last.
Rebecca, you heard the forensic testimony about the use of handcuffs.
- Yes. - What were they doing there?
- Andrew bought them for Valentine's Day. - For you?
For you to use on him while you made love?
Yes. He liked that.
He was always in charge in his life and work,
and, in bed, he liked to have somebody else in charge.
It was a game we played.
- (laughter and murmuring) - (bangs gavel)
Watch yourselves or I'll clear this courtroom again.
Did Andrew indicate to you
that he was having any problems, like shortness of breath,
- while you were making love that night? - No, he was fine.
- And after making love, what did you do? - I kissed him goodnight and I went home.
And when did you find out he was dead?
Not until the next day.
When did you find out you were a beneficiary of Andrew's will?
When you told me.
Your witness.
I'm less interested in your relationship with Andrew Marsh,
the nature of which you've made abundantly clear,
than I am in your relationships with Jeffrey Roston and Dr Alan Paley.
How long after you stopped dating Dr Paley
did you start dating his patient, Mr Marsh?
About four months.
In which you tried to meet your victim at galleries and openings?
Objection! Counsel's baiting the witness.
- I'm establishing premeditation. - By baiting the witness.
Overruled. Answer the question.
- I'd never heard his name. - Never saw his picture in the paper?
I don't read the paper.
Is it your sworn testimony that, by coincidence alone,
you happened to date both Andrew Marsh, who died from sex and drugs,
and the doctor who treated him for drug poisoning?
Portland's a small city. I even dated a man who dated a woman you dated.
(laughter)
(sighs) Do you think you're capable of just answering the questions put to you?
I'm just trying to explain myself.
The night of Mr Marsh's death,
were you watching a pornographic video of yourselves?
Objection as to the characterisation.
An explicit videotape?
Andrew used to say, ''Why watch strangers when you can watch friends?''
(ripple of laughter)
If you had finished sex and Mr Marsh was asleep, as you stated,
why was the VCR on when the police arrived?
Because I forgot to turn it off before I left.
Because he was already dead and you were in a hurry?
Objection! Argumentative isn't the word for counsel's approach to cross.
Sustained. Watch yourself, Mr Garrett.
Miss Carlson,
you said you handcuffed Mr Marsh before having sex the night he died.
It wasn't before. It was during.
(murmuring)
Well, I stand corrected. Thank you.
Did you engage in any other forms of dominance with the victim?
- Did you, for example, beat him? - Objection!
The specifics of the sexual relationship between the victim and defendant
have no bearing on the charges.
The State has an obvious interest in a pattern of abuse
that ended with the death of the victim.
Answer the question, Miss Carlson. Succinctly, please.
- I never hurt him. - Did you humiliate him?
I never humiliated him either. He picked the games.
You have a weakness for rich older men with bad hearts, don't you, Miss Carlson?
I like confident men who aren't afraid to experiment.
They tend to be older.
And I own a gallery.
People I meet tend to have money. I don't ask for profit and loss statements.
Are we supposed to believe that Roston and Marsh are coincidences?
They had nothing to do with each other.
They both had bad hearts, didn't they, and wrote you into their wills?
I testified I didn't know anything about Andrew's heart.
But you knew about Roston's?
Yes.
And when you couldn't induce a heart attack before surgery, you baled out.
He wasn't any good to you, isn't that right?
I found him in bed with someone else.
That was grounds for leaving, as sexually liberated as you are?
- I couldn't compete. - You couldn't compete !
What was she possibly doing? Using a razor blade ?
(laughter)
He was in bed with another man.
(shocked murmuring)
I never knew that about him.
I felt betrayed. I couldn't handle it, so I left.
It was easier for him to think I left because of the money,
but I left because I couldn't stay.
- He isn't here. You could say anything. - Yes, he is.
Ask him yourself.
No further questions.
Redirect, Mr Dulaney?
Your Honour, the defence rests.
Members of the jury, in the case of the People versus Rebecca Carlson,
have you reached a verdict?
We have, your Honour.
- How do you find? - The jury finds the defendant...
- not guilty. - (people gasp)
The defendant is released. This court is adjourned.
Thanks, Gabe.
Frank. Frank...
Thanks.
You almost convinced me.
Trial's over, Frank.
Walk away.
(Rebecca) You shouldn't have come.
Stop whining.
You knew you were gonna blow your career.
I'm doing you a favour.
And we will live happily ever after, but not together.
If you stick around me, you'll get indicted for perjury and murder.
I'm home free, they can't try me twice, but you are a different story.
Shit.
Frank.
- He heard us? - He's my lawyer. It's privileged.
- I'd have given the same defence. - You'd have been less believable.
- Oh, if I didn't fuck you? - It works.
- You slept with him? - We didn't ever sleep, did we, Frank?
Don't look so hurt, Alan. I fucked you, Andrew and Frank.
That's what I do, I fuck, and it made me $8 million.
So you're fucking Dr Paley here, and he mentions a rich, delicate patient.
You figure you can fuck yourself into the will. You know how.
I'm hard to resist.
- The coke came from Dr Paley, didn't it? - Made it untraceable.
- Why are you telling him? - He's telling us.
Fuck, if you didn't play me perfectly!
Paley goes on the stand, makes you look guilty as hell.
You set me up to destroy him so you look innocent.
Sort of a reverse character witness, huh?
- You're a real genius. - Sorry I can't say the same about you.
I thought the answerphone message was over the top, but you even bought that.
What are you doing here anyways?
Ambulance-chasing? Looking for a new client?
Talk to Alan here. He thinks he's in trouble.
- You don't give a shit about me. - You're right. I've forgotten you already.
- I threw my life away for you! - Paley, what are you...?
I'll kill you!
(cries out)
Paley!
Bitch!
(cocks gun)
- (gunshot) - (Rebecca cries out)
(gunshot)
(Paley screams)
Oh, God.
You're gonna be all right.
Get me out of here, Frank.
OK.
(gunshot)
All right, come on, let's go.
- OK, you can go. - (siren wails)
- Do you believe in karma, Frank? - No.
Well, whatever you call it, people usually get what they deserve,
except for lawyers.
You should've won the case, Bob.
I did.
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