Harry's Law (2011) s02e19 Episode Script
And The Band Played On
Previously on Harry's Law: I'm more interested in your number.
Well, I think you'll both be very pleased.
They are prepared to extend an offer of settlement in the amount of $123,000.
You said we'd be happy with this offer.
I'm anything but happy, Sam.
In fact, I'm pretty pissed off.
You have a nail in you head.
Take him to the hospital.
I want to be fair, honestly.
What do you think is fair here? Three million dollars.
Half now, half in six months? I fired a nail into my head and you exploited that to negotiate a settlement.
I saw a guy in a wheelchair out front.
Want to go let the air out of his tires? I'm happy we worked this out, my dear.
Did that strike you as odd? Odd? It struck me as nuts.
We thought, well, that's Sam Berman.
Let's just be good lawyers.
You know, Sam, the little crazy act isn't playing, okay? I'm not buying it.
Come work for me.
Excuse me? Well, you settle inner office disputes.
You're way too good for that.
Give any more thought to I haven't, actually.
But thanks for asking.
I got another idea.
You come work with us.
I like doing my own thing.
Fine, come do it with us.
God, look at the two of them.
Ten bucks says he tries to kiss her.
You're on.
She's way too much for him.
I know my people.
Evidently, when it rains, they practice in here.
Well, the question is, why the hell are we here? You still haven't been clear on that.
Yes, I have.
No, you haven't.
Sorry.
There she is.
Thank you so much for coming.
I thought it was important that you get a flavor for, you know Well, what is this? Just tell me.
Adam wasn't very clear.
Uh, well, basically, these are the clients.
You can see they come in bulk, as the lawyers, some represent a few, some represent quite a few, and some, like me, represent just one.
Ours is Seth Carlson, trumpet section.
Why do we work for her? What do you mean? I mean, I know your gig.
You're a fee-splitting middle man.
You get client after client, and then saddle us up to do the work.
You're not as clever as you think.
Do you believe that? No, I think you're very clever.
It's a weird case.
I'm still cutting my teeth on the normal ones.
I mean, if you could just show up with me this afternoon, to pre-trial Come on, Harry, there's almost 40 co-defendants.
You have to admit this is a little strange.
Indeed.
First Degree.
Look, Alden I'm your friend, right, I'm speaking to you as a friend when I say drop this case; you don't want to pursue it.
Let it go, move on with your life.
I can't drop it, Mr.
Jefferson.
As much as I would like to let it go, I simply cannot.
Okay, you've gone to the DA's Office, you were told there is no case to be made.
Which is why I've come to you, to help me build that case so we could then can then take it back to the DA.
Okay, let's start by you looking right back here, right into my eyes.
She raped me.
I did not choose to have sex with her.
It was not consensual and that is a crime, for which she should be held accountable.
The woman raped me.
As I said to Phoebe, I didn't really throw a punch.
I mean, I did, but not really.
I punch like a girl.
And where did you actually punch him? I'm not sure I even did.
I was in the middle, it was kind of like a big ball of humanity.
I flailed a little in Ryan's general direction.
I sort of grazed somebody, but I'm not sure it was Ryan.
Okay, can you explain to me how this went down? Well it was in here.
At night.
Ryan had on the uniform, the rest of us didn't.
That's the way it goes-- the one being hazed wears the uniform, I guess, so people know who to punch.
Or in my case, wave at.
So he started on that end.
Ryan? Yes.
We were all in the middle, and he had to make it from one end of the court to the other.
Only, you know, he didn't make it.
He went down right over there.
And, um, he never got up.
And were there some there hitting harder than the others? To be honest, I couldn't tell.
I was mainly ducking and I had my eyes closed.
I fight like a girl, too.
I think I could beat this if we got an individual trial.
The problem is all our motions to sever have failed.
They're trying them all en masse.
That's ridiculous.
Why? Judicial economy, I guess.
I mean, it would cost the state over $100 million to try them separately.
Well, has the DA even seen this kid? The lead DA is Upton Cruickshank.
Ugh.
Come on, Harry.
You got this case? I think in part maybe because the client knew you got it, but just the same.
What do you want to do? He claims it wasn't consensual.
Even if that were true Which I think it is.
Proving it.
Tommy.
I looked into it; it's way more common than you might think.
Look, the best thing is to probably depose them both, get their stories, then you and I can talk again.
I might bring in Cassie and Ollie.
Why? Honestly? A little perspective.
I could use their take.
Tommy, if it's perspective you're after, have you looked into your client's psychological state of mind? Meaning is he crazy? I don't think so.
If you're asking is he's traumatized, I would say very much.
Ok So we have 20 lawyers, or lawyer teams representing 39 defendants.
Is that our final count? It is, Your Honor.
And how are we on plea bargaining? We have offered each defendant Involuntary Manslaughter with a three-year sentence, in principle, I'm expecting another eight or nine to agree, leaving us 17 or 18 for trial.
And does the defense have a lead counsel? I'm told the attorney representing the most defendants That would be me, Your Honor! Sorry I'm late.
Wow, Judge! Lookie here, we got one charge fitting 39 defendants Imagine that.
Gee willikers, all 39 boys lumped in one big category.
Try them in bulk, Costco justice.
Love it.
Love it.
Love it.
Mr.
Berman, if you're winding up for another motion to sever, don't bother.
.
Hey, how about a good ol' motion to dismiss then, on grounds that this thing is utterly ridiculous.
Show of hands, how many think this is ridiculous? Mr.
Berman It's hazing, what's the biggie? It's cultural, we're raised to haze, are we not? We have clubs, we have initiations.
This is a marching band, for God's sake.
They toot their trumpets and blow their little horns.
I'm sure some would be happy to blow yours in chambers, if that would help.
Show of hands, anybody? You think that's funny? Funny? No, what's funny is this case.
What's funny is this is a band, and this band exists to play at football games.
Heard of football, Judgie, it's a contest where big muscle-bound behemoths bash their heads into each other, causing lifelong damage, sometimes death-- we love it, we cheer, we spend wads of money to support it.
And here we have a band with one isolated, freakish, tragic result, and whoosh, let's haul'em all in on murder charges.
Are we serious? Am I to understand, Mr.
Berman that you are taking the lead role in handling the defense? Hector Walsh, Judge.
Representing Simon Bensworth and Colin Stark.
We have a defendants' lawyers meeting set up for tonight, but it is our assumption that each of us will be afforded opportunity to adequately defend our respective clients.
Yes, Mr.
Walsh, as I've made clear, you will each get opportunity, but we will not be chewing the same food over and over.
Otherwise we'll be here for years.
I expect you to consolidate where appropriate and have one or two lawyers, tops leading the charge.
And that'll be me, Judgie, captain of the team.
Don't you just love teams? If only we had a band to go with it.
Oh, right, we do! Boxcars.
He's gotten worse.
Tell me.
Has he gone nuts? Well the thing about Sam is, it's always hard to tell.
I mean, he traded on being unpredictable and mercurial.
I think he was trading a little too much on it there.
There's no way we can let him spearhead this case.
Well, let's just see how this meeting plays out.
He might surprise you.
That I don't doubt.
Let's go.
Okay, then first order of business should be to select our lead attorney.
Obviously one who might represent the best spokesperson for the entire group.
Well, Hector, I thought we previously agreed to let that be a function of math, whoever represents the most defendants-- I have six.
Well, Sam, I guess what I'm suggesting, is that we not let this be a mathematical equation.
Sam, you came off a bit erratic to me.
Erratic, gee.
That's quite a conclusion.
We got a lot of psychology degrees among us tonight.
See, the thing is, Hector, and forgive me if it seems like the rest of you already get it, whereas perhaps Hector Boo! What Hector fails to realize is that erratic Boo! Erratic can be good, it can keep the opposition off stride.
It's quite a thing when the world geez, it's hot, when the world doesn't have a clue as to what you'll do next, they come in ready to play a chess game, and what do you know? Turns out the game isn't so much chess after all.
It's checkers! You see? By the time you've figured out what the game is, Sam Berman has already won it.
Uh, that being said, we still feel we'd be better served by somebody else on the front line.
Oh, do you now, and just how many agree? Hm? Oh well, then.
I stand corrected.
I apologize.
May I ask a silly question? Has anybody bothered to challenge the Felony Murder Rule? On what grounds? It's dumb.
It is.
It's a dumb rule.
At least when you apply it like this.
If we get it tossed, then all these cases go away.
The Felony Murder Rule has been around longer than all of us.
Oh, well, then.
You didn't tell me it was old.
I guess that settles it.
Yes, Miss Oh, Blake.
Phoebe Blake.
Speaking as someone who hasn't been around longer than all of you or any of you it would be the quickest out, getting the court to set aside the Felony Murder Rule.
Why not let Harry take a shot? I've seen her.
She's really good.
Okay, so we all know how a deposition works.
I'll try to keep this one brief, Mr.
Mills.
Okay, we're all here today because you say that this woman made you sleep with her.
Why don't you tell us exactly what happened? Well, we met at an office party.
She had come with somebody else, but we met by the bar.
We spoke for a while flirted, I guess.
There was music playing, so we decided to dance.
It was a slow song, very sexy.
I guess we were dancing in a way that angered her escort, and he left without her.
So, now, she was stuck without a ride, so I decided to give her a lift.
We talked a bit more in the car.
So then leaned over to say good night.
We kissed.
It was a very inviting kiss.
She then asked me to come in for a nightcap.
And you accepted.
Which I shouldn't have.
But you did.
Yes.
So, we went inside and had a drink.
One drink? Two.
Then what happened? We began kissing rather passionately, like two kids in high school.
Did she know you were married? Yes, because I kept saying "This is wrong, I can't do this, I'm married.
" But it was consensual? At this point, completely.
At least, so I thought.
So you thought? I now believe she put something in my drinks.
This was so out of character for me, I'm convinced she Alden, come on! Oh, what, okay.
You think that she drugged you, Mr.
Mills? Either with the date-rap drug or something.
Did you black out? No, I never lost consciousness, but I wasn't myself.
And I was loopy.
Look, I was definitely kissing back.
My hands were roving as much as hers but suddenly, she had my pants down.
And that's where I drew the line.
I said "Whoa, whoa.
" But she didn't stop.
And then, all of a sudden, she was performing oral sex on me.
Excuse me? It lasted seconds because I jumped back, I was so startled.
I said "I can't, I'm married.
" She giggled and said, "Sorry.
" And we started kissing again.
And then I fell back onto the sofa.
Like I said, I was light-headed and loopy.
And before I even realized, she was on top of me, and I was inside her.
You were having intercourse.
I would say she was having intercourse.
I was laying there.
You were just laying there? I think I said, "No, this can't happen.
This can't happen.
" But she didn't stop, and then Then what? Then what, Mr.
Mills? I climaxed.
I'm still having a hard time understanding this Felony Murder Rule.
Well, basically, it's a prosecutor's tool.
It allows them to skip over proving elements of the crime.
Intent is a big element of any homicide.
Now, here, obviously, Seth didn't mean to harm the victim, and possibly none of the boys did.
But with felony murder, all the prosecution has to show is that they were committing an underlying felony, and something bad resulted.
Even when it's completely unforeseeable? I understand if a person commits arson and somebody inadvertently dies, but here, this band has been doing this initiation thing for 50 years.
Nobody's even been hurt.
This kid died of a heart attack.
It's not fair.
It's why almost all of countries who used to have this rule have now abolished it.
But here in the United States, in order to get rid of it, you would have to have a member of Congress amend the law.
And none of them wants to do that, because they don't want to be accused of being soft on crime.
It sucks, I won't kid you.
But that's what we're up against.
I don't dispute Alden's version of events.
They pretty much happened as he said.
Except for the notion that the sex wasn't consensual.
Who undid his trousers? Well, everything was happening so fast, I believe that it was his hands that were on my breasts, and the ones that were on his belt were mine.
And as for the oral sex? I might have taken a little bit of an initiative there.
In fact, he jumped back, didn't he? This is funny? This is anything but funny, Mr.
Jefferson.
I'm being sued.
But you smiled just the same.
I smiled at the suggestion that he was either horrified or unappreciative.
Why did he jump back, then? Married men often do the "I'm faithful" Dance right before they commit adultery.
You've been with married men before? Objection.
Rape Shield.
No, no, no, no.
Rape Shield doesn't apply in civil cases.
It's open season.
You've been with married men before? It's happened.
How many? Objection.
It's fair game, Counsel.
Welcome to our world.
How many? Two, three.
Which is it? Three.
Could I have their names, please? Look, I really don't want to hurt these men.
Oh, in that case tough.
Names, please? This is over.
Fine, we'll go to the judge, move for costs, get an order, and do it all over again.
You will not use this as a fishing expedition.
That's exactly what I'll do.
Let's go, Cecilia.
Oh, gee.
Sam, what a nice surprise.
You threw me under the bus, Harry.
They staged a mutiny, threw me right under the Greyhound, and you raised your hand.
Look, you know me, I'd be more than delighted to toss you under the bus and drive the bus.
But that's not what I was doing.
Ever since you took that nail Sam, you're not well.
I'm happy.
I appreciate the little things in life in a way I haven't.
Do you know what I did the other day? I took out the lawn sprinkler-- you know, the old kind, the one that goes back and forth, the ones we used to jump through, as kids, on hot summer days.
I set it up, pulled out a lawn chair, poured myself a glass of wine and I just watched it sprinkle.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
It was joyous.
Do you remember those days, Harry? I do.
Sam, you need to get some help.
I'm fine.
I am the most fine I've been in a long time.
You want me to toss the Felony Murder Rule? For this case, yes.
This rule has been designed as a prosecutorial shortcut to get convictions for people when there is no evidence Ms.
Korn, I'm not about to throw out the Felony Murder Rule.
Judge, its application here is ludicrous.
I want you to watch this tape.
It's been edited together with various cell phone recordings of the event made by the band members themselves.
Ryan? Ryan, look at me.
What's going on? You all right? Call 911! What you saw was primarily a celebratory ritual.
And when it became clear that Ryan was in distress, the mood shifted to concern and then to rescue.
Your Honor, she's arguing the elements.
No, I'm just establishing a context.
And I'm not denying that violence happened there; brutal violence.
The public is outraged, the story's gone viral, you got of the media calling out for blood justice, and as a result, you've got a DA's Office under pressure to get that justice.
I mean, what he really wants here is Involuntary Manslaughter.
And he's using the Felony Murder Rule as a means to plea bargain.
It's bad faith.
And many members of the band never so much as threw a punch, He knows that, and he's seeking murder? I've offered many of these band members complete outs, including your client.
Only if he would give you testimony to hang the others, which he couldn't because he had his eyes closed! You're using the Felony Murder Rule as a weapon to extort.
It's blackmail; it's either manslaughter or prison for potential life-- I mean, what the hell is that? Maybe you should talk to the mother of the boy who was beaten to death by this swarm Okay, the boy had a coronary.
I'm sure that was foreseeable, right? All right, Ms.
Korn, I get your point.
Mr.
Cruickshank, how do you respond? Ms.
Korn doesn't like the Felony Murder Rule, thinks it should be repealed.
Fine.
Her recourse is with the legislature.
Your job, Your Honor, is to interpret and apply the law.
Ms.
Korn would like you to rewrite it.
That is not your job nor, fortunately, your right.
Now, as to whether the Felony Murder Rule has been misapplied here, I think not.
Yes, the cause of death here, medically speaking, was a coronary.
So what? The statute applies to deaths that are accidental as well as deliberate.
So, yes, if a victim has a heart attack during a robbery and dies, those robbers can be charged with Felony Murder.
The same is true for when the victim is a young man who's been beaten by a gang of 39, which this victim was.
And speaking of gangs, we've had many deaths recently from gang jumping-in initiations, almost exactly like this.
A young man decides to join a gang, goes through the initiation known as "Jumping-in," where other gang members punch him.
On occasion, the result is death.
And we punish for murder.
But here, because the violent gang members wear uniforms, go to college and play trumpets we supposed to smile and just say, "Boys will be boys"? I think not.
The Felony Murder Rule hurts Ms.
Korn's client, so she doesn't like it.
An innocent boy is dead.
I don't like that.
I believe there's a few more folks on my side of the fence.
Doesn't look good, Harry.
The judge cut me off.
Said I'd made my points when I hadn't made all my points.
He cut me off.
Well, if you have more to say, I'd say it.
He's not about to let me make another statement.
Well, give him a chance.
Harry, if the Felony murder Rule stays, Seth Carlson is looking at prison.
If you get it quashed, he probably walks free.
That's true for a lot of those boys.
As they say in sports, you need to leave it all on the field.
We haven't given up.
We're still investigating.
But? It's our opinion Alden, you took her home.
The sex-- at least the beginning of it-- was consensual.
I think you need to let this one go.
I'm sorry.
Would you say that to a woman? By starting to get physical, she loses the right to say "Stop"? You would never say that.
No, I wouldn't.
Then why? I had it coming? 'Cause I went inside, I deserved it? We draw different presumptions with men.
Fair or not, we do.
And the presumption here would be against you.
You need to let it go.
Do you really think I'd be here if I could? How do you tell a rape victim "Just let it go"? A band? What kind of a band is that? A band that brutally beats a fellow band member to death? And what kind of a lawyer would possibly, morally be able to defend them? They're like a pack of wild animals.
But we have a name for that kind of lawyer, don't we? They're called "Harrys"-- specifically, Harry Korns.
Hey, here's an idea for a show.
Viciously murder somebody, and then try to go free.
We could call it "Harry's Law.
" A nice family show.
Hey, you could put it on Sunday nights at 8:00.
Perfect! Tommy, we're never gonna make this float.
It was consensual right up to the point where he says it wasn't.
This isn't even close.
Here's what I don't get.
Our guy's got money, he's not suing to get rich.
By suing, he has to tell his wife, his kids, he risks losing his family.
What's his motive? It could only be that he's telling the truth.
All rise.
I'm not getting a good feeling.
Be seated.
All right, my finding I'm sorry, Judge, I really feel I wasn't allowed to complete my argument, and I would like to do so now.
Are you sure? You might want to quit while you're ahead.
Oh.
Am I ahead? No.
My finding Then I have more to say.
Counsel This whole thing is a joke.
There is no way that this matter should be consolidated like this.
We have 39 defendants.
Some of them have different, possibly conflicting stories.
And the only reason for lumped all together here is so the State can save money.
It's bad enough that we're using a rule to convict kids of crimes they didn't commit, but to not give them their proper day in court?! Are you done? No, I'm not done! These are kids! Were some of them guilty of Criminal Assault? Absolutely.
But many of them were not, and they were engaged in a ritual that had all but been institutionalized at this college.
The school knew about it, they could have stopped it, but they didn't, probably because they considered it to be fairly harmless.
But after one isolated tragic outcome and a public up in arms, suddenly heads must roll.
I mean, they're brought up on First-Degree Murder! Not Negligent Homicide, not Reckless Disregard, but First-Degree Murder! You should be ashamed of yourself.
There is no possible stretching of the facts that gets you to First Degree here.
Which is why you employ this preposterous device known as the Felony Murder Rule.
It's offensive to the principle innocent till proven guilty.
It's an insult to due process.
It has nothing to do with justice.
And it's a flat-out atrocity to the lives of these young people, many of whom have done absolutely nothing.
And contrary to Mr.
Cruickshank's suggestion, you do get a say as to whether a law is legitimate.
That's why you're a judge.
You wear that robe for many reasons, the first being to protect us from overreaching, oppressive laws, of which the Felony Murder Rule is one.
Now I'm done.
Please, the guy ejaculated.
It's like a woman having an orgasm and claims she was raped.
You think that's impossible? Or course I do.
Not.
I prosecuted a few cases where the victim involuntarily climaxed.
It's really rare, but say what you were gonna say.
No, I got nothing to say.
That isn't true, is it? Cassie, if she had an orgasm, that means It means what, that's it's one of the more enjoyable rapes? No, I didn't say that.
A man grabs a woman, he throws her down, he forces himself on her at knifepoint, she physically orgasms, and that's not rape? Sure, it is.
I'm going home.
Wait.
Does this mean I'm not coming? Oh, not with me, you're not.
This is Mr.
Jon Dowdy.
He's the gentleman that brought Cecilia to the party where she met our client.
These are my colleagues, Mr.
Richard and Mr.
Jefferson.
Could you tell them what you just told me? All of it? You can give them a shorter version.
Okay.
Well, as I said-- and this was not my idea being here-- Ms.
Reynolds came to me.
Go ahead.
Well, as I told your colleague, Cecilia was a pretty kinky girl, which was fine by me.
I'd just come out of a long-term relationship and was looking for some fun, and she seemed more than willing to So, I mean, anyway, the first time, she kind of took the bull by the horn, if you get my meaning.
I don't.
Could you be more specific? Well, we'd come back to my place, had a drink or two, cut to my clothes are off, and she's on top of me.
It was like a fantasy, sort of.
You know what I mean, a woman that looks like that, just When she met your client at the party and seemed more interested in him, I just figured, "Easy come, easy go," You know? Could you tell them the other part? They can keep a secret.
Okay.
Well ordinarily, I don't perform well.
I get a little anxiety, and I, uh But not this night.
I mean, I was fully to be honest, I was bigger than I think she laced my drink with a little Viagra.
I asked her, and she didn't say no.
She just smiled and said, "Let's just let the magic of the night" Whatever, I don't remember what she said.
I was just hoping for a little bit more of the magic.
You think there's a chance she put something else in your drink? Actually, I think she did.
I was a little foggy, which is unfortunate, 'cause I'd like to remember every detail.
Look, as I told Ms.
Reynolds, I'd prefer to keep this under the radar.
I mean, there's no way I'm gonna repeat this in any public or formal you know? He's lying.
Why would he lie, Cecilia? His story coincides exactly with Alden's accusation.
Well, Alden is wrong, and so is Jon.
The sex was consensual.
No, it was not! Alden I have a family! There are consequences to this! Well, then why were you with me? I shouldn't have been, but there's a line, and I never would've crossed it! You drugged me! All right.
You said this was part of a settlement discussion.
What is it you're looking for? I want an acknowledgment and an apology.
What does it matter what? It matters to me; I need to know! Okay, I am not about to advise my client to admit to a crime, so if that's the endgame here He doesn't care about the prosecution, he just wants her to acknowledge what she did.
Why? Because I do! Alden, you need to take it down a notch.
That's all you're looking for? It stays sealed? It never has to leave this room.
Isn't that right, Alden? Yes.
I don't care about I just want her to admit it and to apologize.
And if you ask me why it matters to me one more time, I will go to the police.
She apologizes, and this is over.
Done.
Okay.
I apologize.
I thought you might like the thrill of being seduced, taken.
And being married, I thought you might also appreciate Well, you could always rationalize this wasn't something that you did but something that was done to you.
You could have killed him.
If he'd been taking nitrates, the combination with Viagra Okay, I know that his heart was fine.
We'd talked about our respective training regimens.
I'm sorry, Alden.
I suppose I've been objectified and pawed and even groped ever since I was 16.
So, maybe on some level, I wanted to take the power.
I'm sorry, Alden.
I suppose I've been objectified and pawed and groped ever since I was 16.
Well, I'm sure the DA can build a case now.
What?! This is sealed.
Oh, yeah, I lied about that.
Tommy, this is a settlement meeting.
Right.
Which means I can't use the information against her, but the police can.
You can't do that.
Oh, but I can.
Your only recourse would be to sue me, but you'll probably have to do so from jail.
Hey, check this out.
My auto-tune remix app.
Awesome, huh? Love it.
All right, let's try this again.
After careful consideration, I find the application of the Felony Murder Rule in this case to be overbroad and misplaced.
That count against all defendants is dropped.
Settle down.
Take your seats or you will be removed.
All the other charges stand.
Mr.
Cruickshank, I would encourage you to pare this prosecution down to focus on the primary offenders, otherwise we will all be here for a very long time.
And I'm not sure I could take that.
Adjourned.
Unbelievable.
Mm-hmm, I told you she was good.
So, what happens now? Well, the DA will have to do some serious regrouping, but with any luck, your nightmare's over.
Honey Tommy, this is wrong.
I know.
The client was satisfied with the apology.
I called Amanda and told her, the case is over.
Good work, Cassie, digging up that other guy.
Well, I didn't have to dig.
I just keep my mind open to the idea that maybe someone Yeah, well, anyway, thanks again.
Well done, Harry.
Not sure if it was chess, checkers or Parcheesi, but you sure as hell got the job done.
Well done.
Well, thanks, Sam.
Is there anything else? No.
Okay.
Well, see you later.
Hey, how about we get a drink sometime? A drink?! Yeah.
A drink, have a couple of laughs, why not? Sam, I haven't been asked out since the Carter Administration.
What I can remember, it goes something like how it's going now.
Are you asking me out? Why not? You're a wonderful lady.
And I'm quite partial to wonderful ladies.
You taped the woman? It happens.
You could get disbarred for that kind of stunt.
I didn't use it.
We settled it.
I just wanted to give that woman a scare.
She got off light, Harry.
She raped him.
Let me ask you something.
What do you think of this Phoebe girl? She's all right, I guess.
What does Adam think of her? Why are you asking? Oh, for God's sake.
That kid's got a problem, I'm telling you.
Mm.
He gets smitten by anything that smiles at him.
I tell you, Harry it's their world.
Kids.
It's their world.
Well, maybe there's hope, then.
Little bit.
Well, I think you'll both be very pleased.
They are prepared to extend an offer of settlement in the amount of $123,000.
You said we'd be happy with this offer.
I'm anything but happy, Sam.
In fact, I'm pretty pissed off.
You have a nail in you head.
Take him to the hospital.
I want to be fair, honestly.
What do you think is fair here? Three million dollars.
Half now, half in six months? I fired a nail into my head and you exploited that to negotiate a settlement.
I saw a guy in a wheelchair out front.
Want to go let the air out of his tires? I'm happy we worked this out, my dear.
Did that strike you as odd? Odd? It struck me as nuts.
We thought, well, that's Sam Berman.
Let's just be good lawyers.
You know, Sam, the little crazy act isn't playing, okay? I'm not buying it.
Come work for me.
Excuse me? Well, you settle inner office disputes.
You're way too good for that.
Give any more thought to I haven't, actually.
But thanks for asking.
I got another idea.
You come work with us.
I like doing my own thing.
Fine, come do it with us.
God, look at the two of them.
Ten bucks says he tries to kiss her.
You're on.
She's way too much for him.
I know my people.
Evidently, when it rains, they practice in here.
Well, the question is, why the hell are we here? You still haven't been clear on that.
Yes, I have.
No, you haven't.
Sorry.
There she is.
Thank you so much for coming.
I thought it was important that you get a flavor for, you know Well, what is this? Just tell me.
Adam wasn't very clear.
Uh, well, basically, these are the clients.
You can see they come in bulk, as the lawyers, some represent a few, some represent quite a few, and some, like me, represent just one.
Ours is Seth Carlson, trumpet section.
Why do we work for her? What do you mean? I mean, I know your gig.
You're a fee-splitting middle man.
You get client after client, and then saddle us up to do the work.
You're not as clever as you think.
Do you believe that? No, I think you're very clever.
It's a weird case.
I'm still cutting my teeth on the normal ones.
I mean, if you could just show up with me this afternoon, to pre-trial Come on, Harry, there's almost 40 co-defendants.
You have to admit this is a little strange.
Indeed.
First Degree.
Look, Alden I'm your friend, right, I'm speaking to you as a friend when I say drop this case; you don't want to pursue it.
Let it go, move on with your life.
I can't drop it, Mr.
Jefferson.
As much as I would like to let it go, I simply cannot.
Okay, you've gone to the DA's Office, you were told there is no case to be made.
Which is why I've come to you, to help me build that case so we could then can then take it back to the DA.
Okay, let's start by you looking right back here, right into my eyes.
She raped me.
I did not choose to have sex with her.
It was not consensual and that is a crime, for which she should be held accountable.
The woman raped me.
As I said to Phoebe, I didn't really throw a punch.
I mean, I did, but not really.
I punch like a girl.
And where did you actually punch him? I'm not sure I even did.
I was in the middle, it was kind of like a big ball of humanity.
I flailed a little in Ryan's general direction.
I sort of grazed somebody, but I'm not sure it was Ryan.
Okay, can you explain to me how this went down? Well it was in here.
At night.
Ryan had on the uniform, the rest of us didn't.
That's the way it goes-- the one being hazed wears the uniform, I guess, so people know who to punch.
Or in my case, wave at.
So he started on that end.
Ryan? Yes.
We were all in the middle, and he had to make it from one end of the court to the other.
Only, you know, he didn't make it.
He went down right over there.
And, um, he never got up.
And were there some there hitting harder than the others? To be honest, I couldn't tell.
I was mainly ducking and I had my eyes closed.
I fight like a girl, too.
I think I could beat this if we got an individual trial.
The problem is all our motions to sever have failed.
They're trying them all en masse.
That's ridiculous.
Why? Judicial economy, I guess.
I mean, it would cost the state over $100 million to try them separately.
Well, has the DA even seen this kid? The lead DA is Upton Cruickshank.
Ugh.
Come on, Harry.
You got this case? I think in part maybe because the client knew you got it, but just the same.
What do you want to do? He claims it wasn't consensual.
Even if that were true Which I think it is.
Proving it.
Tommy.
I looked into it; it's way more common than you might think.
Look, the best thing is to probably depose them both, get their stories, then you and I can talk again.
I might bring in Cassie and Ollie.
Why? Honestly? A little perspective.
I could use their take.
Tommy, if it's perspective you're after, have you looked into your client's psychological state of mind? Meaning is he crazy? I don't think so.
If you're asking is he's traumatized, I would say very much.
Ok So we have 20 lawyers, or lawyer teams representing 39 defendants.
Is that our final count? It is, Your Honor.
And how are we on plea bargaining? We have offered each defendant Involuntary Manslaughter with a three-year sentence, in principle, I'm expecting another eight or nine to agree, leaving us 17 or 18 for trial.
And does the defense have a lead counsel? I'm told the attorney representing the most defendants That would be me, Your Honor! Sorry I'm late.
Wow, Judge! Lookie here, we got one charge fitting 39 defendants Imagine that.
Gee willikers, all 39 boys lumped in one big category.
Try them in bulk, Costco justice.
Love it.
Love it.
Love it.
Mr.
Berman, if you're winding up for another motion to sever, don't bother.
.
Hey, how about a good ol' motion to dismiss then, on grounds that this thing is utterly ridiculous.
Show of hands, how many think this is ridiculous? Mr.
Berman It's hazing, what's the biggie? It's cultural, we're raised to haze, are we not? We have clubs, we have initiations.
This is a marching band, for God's sake.
They toot their trumpets and blow their little horns.
I'm sure some would be happy to blow yours in chambers, if that would help.
Show of hands, anybody? You think that's funny? Funny? No, what's funny is this case.
What's funny is this is a band, and this band exists to play at football games.
Heard of football, Judgie, it's a contest where big muscle-bound behemoths bash their heads into each other, causing lifelong damage, sometimes death-- we love it, we cheer, we spend wads of money to support it.
And here we have a band with one isolated, freakish, tragic result, and whoosh, let's haul'em all in on murder charges.
Are we serious? Am I to understand, Mr.
Berman that you are taking the lead role in handling the defense? Hector Walsh, Judge.
Representing Simon Bensworth and Colin Stark.
We have a defendants' lawyers meeting set up for tonight, but it is our assumption that each of us will be afforded opportunity to adequately defend our respective clients.
Yes, Mr.
Walsh, as I've made clear, you will each get opportunity, but we will not be chewing the same food over and over.
Otherwise we'll be here for years.
I expect you to consolidate where appropriate and have one or two lawyers, tops leading the charge.
And that'll be me, Judgie, captain of the team.
Don't you just love teams? If only we had a band to go with it.
Oh, right, we do! Boxcars.
He's gotten worse.
Tell me.
Has he gone nuts? Well the thing about Sam is, it's always hard to tell.
I mean, he traded on being unpredictable and mercurial.
I think he was trading a little too much on it there.
There's no way we can let him spearhead this case.
Well, let's just see how this meeting plays out.
He might surprise you.
That I don't doubt.
Let's go.
Okay, then first order of business should be to select our lead attorney.
Obviously one who might represent the best spokesperson for the entire group.
Well, Hector, I thought we previously agreed to let that be a function of math, whoever represents the most defendants-- I have six.
Well, Sam, I guess what I'm suggesting, is that we not let this be a mathematical equation.
Sam, you came off a bit erratic to me.
Erratic, gee.
That's quite a conclusion.
We got a lot of psychology degrees among us tonight.
See, the thing is, Hector, and forgive me if it seems like the rest of you already get it, whereas perhaps Hector Boo! What Hector fails to realize is that erratic Boo! Erratic can be good, it can keep the opposition off stride.
It's quite a thing when the world geez, it's hot, when the world doesn't have a clue as to what you'll do next, they come in ready to play a chess game, and what do you know? Turns out the game isn't so much chess after all.
It's checkers! You see? By the time you've figured out what the game is, Sam Berman has already won it.
Uh, that being said, we still feel we'd be better served by somebody else on the front line.
Oh, do you now, and just how many agree? Hm? Oh well, then.
I stand corrected.
I apologize.
May I ask a silly question? Has anybody bothered to challenge the Felony Murder Rule? On what grounds? It's dumb.
It is.
It's a dumb rule.
At least when you apply it like this.
If we get it tossed, then all these cases go away.
The Felony Murder Rule has been around longer than all of us.
Oh, well, then.
You didn't tell me it was old.
I guess that settles it.
Yes, Miss Oh, Blake.
Phoebe Blake.
Speaking as someone who hasn't been around longer than all of you or any of you it would be the quickest out, getting the court to set aside the Felony Murder Rule.
Why not let Harry take a shot? I've seen her.
She's really good.
Okay, so we all know how a deposition works.
I'll try to keep this one brief, Mr.
Mills.
Okay, we're all here today because you say that this woman made you sleep with her.
Why don't you tell us exactly what happened? Well, we met at an office party.
She had come with somebody else, but we met by the bar.
We spoke for a while flirted, I guess.
There was music playing, so we decided to dance.
It was a slow song, very sexy.
I guess we were dancing in a way that angered her escort, and he left without her.
So, now, she was stuck without a ride, so I decided to give her a lift.
We talked a bit more in the car.
So then leaned over to say good night.
We kissed.
It was a very inviting kiss.
She then asked me to come in for a nightcap.
And you accepted.
Which I shouldn't have.
But you did.
Yes.
So, we went inside and had a drink.
One drink? Two.
Then what happened? We began kissing rather passionately, like two kids in high school.
Did she know you were married? Yes, because I kept saying "This is wrong, I can't do this, I'm married.
" But it was consensual? At this point, completely.
At least, so I thought.
So you thought? I now believe she put something in my drinks.
This was so out of character for me, I'm convinced she Alden, come on! Oh, what, okay.
You think that she drugged you, Mr.
Mills? Either with the date-rap drug or something.
Did you black out? No, I never lost consciousness, but I wasn't myself.
And I was loopy.
Look, I was definitely kissing back.
My hands were roving as much as hers but suddenly, she had my pants down.
And that's where I drew the line.
I said "Whoa, whoa.
" But she didn't stop.
And then, all of a sudden, she was performing oral sex on me.
Excuse me? It lasted seconds because I jumped back, I was so startled.
I said "I can't, I'm married.
" She giggled and said, "Sorry.
" And we started kissing again.
And then I fell back onto the sofa.
Like I said, I was light-headed and loopy.
And before I even realized, she was on top of me, and I was inside her.
You were having intercourse.
I would say she was having intercourse.
I was laying there.
You were just laying there? I think I said, "No, this can't happen.
This can't happen.
" But she didn't stop, and then Then what? Then what, Mr.
Mills? I climaxed.
I'm still having a hard time understanding this Felony Murder Rule.
Well, basically, it's a prosecutor's tool.
It allows them to skip over proving elements of the crime.
Intent is a big element of any homicide.
Now, here, obviously, Seth didn't mean to harm the victim, and possibly none of the boys did.
But with felony murder, all the prosecution has to show is that they were committing an underlying felony, and something bad resulted.
Even when it's completely unforeseeable? I understand if a person commits arson and somebody inadvertently dies, but here, this band has been doing this initiation thing for 50 years.
Nobody's even been hurt.
This kid died of a heart attack.
It's not fair.
It's why almost all of countries who used to have this rule have now abolished it.
But here in the United States, in order to get rid of it, you would have to have a member of Congress amend the law.
And none of them wants to do that, because they don't want to be accused of being soft on crime.
It sucks, I won't kid you.
But that's what we're up against.
I don't dispute Alden's version of events.
They pretty much happened as he said.
Except for the notion that the sex wasn't consensual.
Who undid his trousers? Well, everything was happening so fast, I believe that it was his hands that were on my breasts, and the ones that were on his belt were mine.
And as for the oral sex? I might have taken a little bit of an initiative there.
In fact, he jumped back, didn't he? This is funny? This is anything but funny, Mr.
Jefferson.
I'm being sued.
But you smiled just the same.
I smiled at the suggestion that he was either horrified or unappreciative.
Why did he jump back, then? Married men often do the "I'm faithful" Dance right before they commit adultery.
You've been with married men before? Objection.
Rape Shield.
No, no, no, no.
Rape Shield doesn't apply in civil cases.
It's open season.
You've been with married men before? It's happened.
How many? Objection.
It's fair game, Counsel.
Welcome to our world.
How many? Two, three.
Which is it? Three.
Could I have their names, please? Look, I really don't want to hurt these men.
Oh, in that case tough.
Names, please? This is over.
Fine, we'll go to the judge, move for costs, get an order, and do it all over again.
You will not use this as a fishing expedition.
That's exactly what I'll do.
Let's go, Cecilia.
Oh, gee.
Sam, what a nice surprise.
You threw me under the bus, Harry.
They staged a mutiny, threw me right under the Greyhound, and you raised your hand.
Look, you know me, I'd be more than delighted to toss you under the bus and drive the bus.
But that's not what I was doing.
Ever since you took that nail Sam, you're not well.
I'm happy.
I appreciate the little things in life in a way I haven't.
Do you know what I did the other day? I took out the lawn sprinkler-- you know, the old kind, the one that goes back and forth, the ones we used to jump through, as kids, on hot summer days.
I set it up, pulled out a lawn chair, poured myself a glass of wine and I just watched it sprinkle.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
It was joyous.
Do you remember those days, Harry? I do.
Sam, you need to get some help.
I'm fine.
I am the most fine I've been in a long time.
You want me to toss the Felony Murder Rule? For this case, yes.
This rule has been designed as a prosecutorial shortcut to get convictions for people when there is no evidence Ms.
Korn, I'm not about to throw out the Felony Murder Rule.
Judge, its application here is ludicrous.
I want you to watch this tape.
It's been edited together with various cell phone recordings of the event made by the band members themselves.
Ryan? Ryan, look at me.
What's going on? You all right? Call 911! What you saw was primarily a celebratory ritual.
And when it became clear that Ryan was in distress, the mood shifted to concern and then to rescue.
Your Honor, she's arguing the elements.
No, I'm just establishing a context.
And I'm not denying that violence happened there; brutal violence.
The public is outraged, the story's gone viral, you got of the media calling out for blood justice, and as a result, you've got a DA's Office under pressure to get that justice.
I mean, what he really wants here is Involuntary Manslaughter.
And he's using the Felony Murder Rule as a means to plea bargain.
It's bad faith.
And many members of the band never so much as threw a punch, He knows that, and he's seeking murder? I've offered many of these band members complete outs, including your client.
Only if he would give you testimony to hang the others, which he couldn't because he had his eyes closed! You're using the Felony Murder Rule as a weapon to extort.
It's blackmail; it's either manslaughter or prison for potential life-- I mean, what the hell is that? Maybe you should talk to the mother of the boy who was beaten to death by this swarm Okay, the boy had a coronary.
I'm sure that was foreseeable, right? All right, Ms.
Korn, I get your point.
Mr.
Cruickshank, how do you respond? Ms.
Korn doesn't like the Felony Murder Rule, thinks it should be repealed.
Fine.
Her recourse is with the legislature.
Your job, Your Honor, is to interpret and apply the law.
Ms.
Korn would like you to rewrite it.
That is not your job nor, fortunately, your right.
Now, as to whether the Felony Murder Rule has been misapplied here, I think not.
Yes, the cause of death here, medically speaking, was a coronary.
So what? The statute applies to deaths that are accidental as well as deliberate.
So, yes, if a victim has a heart attack during a robbery and dies, those robbers can be charged with Felony Murder.
The same is true for when the victim is a young man who's been beaten by a gang of 39, which this victim was.
And speaking of gangs, we've had many deaths recently from gang jumping-in initiations, almost exactly like this.
A young man decides to join a gang, goes through the initiation known as "Jumping-in," where other gang members punch him.
On occasion, the result is death.
And we punish for murder.
But here, because the violent gang members wear uniforms, go to college and play trumpets we supposed to smile and just say, "Boys will be boys"? I think not.
The Felony Murder Rule hurts Ms.
Korn's client, so she doesn't like it.
An innocent boy is dead.
I don't like that.
I believe there's a few more folks on my side of the fence.
Doesn't look good, Harry.
The judge cut me off.
Said I'd made my points when I hadn't made all my points.
He cut me off.
Well, if you have more to say, I'd say it.
He's not about to let me make another statement.
Well, give him a chance.
Harry, if the Felony murder Rule stays, Seth Carlson is looking at prison.
If you get it quashed, he probably walks free.
That's true for a lot of those boys.
As they say in sports, you need to leave it all on the field.
We haven't given up.
We're still investigating.
But? It's our opinion Alden, you took her home.
The sex-- at least the beginning of it-- was consensual.
I think you need to let this one go.
I'm sorry.
Would you say that to a woman? By starting to get physical, she loses the right to say "Stop"? You would never say that.
No, I wouldn't.
Then why? I had it coming? 'Cause I went inside, I deserved it? We draw different presumptions with men.
Fair or not, we do.
And the presumption here would be against you.
You need to let it go.
Do you really think I'd be here if I could? How do you tell a rape victim "Just let it go"? A band? What kind of a band is that? A band that brutally beats a fellow band member to death? And what kind of a lawyer would possibly, morally be able to defend them? They're like a pack of wild animals.
But we have a name for that kind of lawyer, don't we? They're called "Harrys"-- specifically, Harry Korns.
Hey, here's an idea for a show.
Viciously murder somebody, and then try to go free.
We could call it "Harry's Law.
" A nice family show.
Hey, you could put it on Sunday nights at 8:00.
Perfect! Tommy, we're never gonna make this float.
It was consensual right up to the point where he says it wasn't.
This isn't even close.
Here's what I don't get.
Our guy's got money, he's not suing to get rich.
By suing, he has to tell his wife, his kids, he risks losing his family.
What's his motive? It could only be that he's telling the truth.
All rise.
I'm not getting a good feeling.
Be seated.
All right, my finding I'm sorry, Judge, I really feel I wasn't allowed to complete my argument, and I would like to do so now.
Are you sure? You might want to quit while you're ahead.
Oh.
Am I ahead? No.
My finding Then I have more to say.
Counsel This whole thing is a joke.
There is no way that this matter should be consolidated like this.
We have 39 defendants.
Some of them have different, possibly conflicting stories.
And the only reason for lumped all together here is so the State can save money.
It's bad enough that we're using a rule to convict kids of crimes they didn't commit, but to not give them their proper day in court?! Are you done? No, I'm not done! These are kids! Were some of them guilty of Criminal Assault? Absolutely.
But many of them were not, and they were engaged in a ritual that had all but been institutionalized at this college.
The school knew about it, they could have stopped it, but they didn't, probably because they considered it to be fairly harmless.
But after one isolated tragic outcome and a public up in arms, suddenly heads must roll.
I mean, they're brought up on First-Degree Murder! Not Negligent Homicide, not Reckless Disregard, but First-Degree Murder! You should be ashamed of yourself.
There is no possible stretching of the facts that gets you to First Degree here.
Which is why you employ this preposterous device known as the Felony Murder Rule.
It's offensive to the principle innocent till proven guilty.
It's an insult to due process.
It has nothing to do with justice.
And it's a flat-out atrocity to the lives of these young people, many of whom have done absolutely nothing.
And contrary to Mr.
Cruickshank's suggestion, you do get a say as to whether a law is legitimate.
That's why you're a judge.
You wear that robe for many reasons, the first being to protect us from overreaching, oppressive laws, of which the Felony Murder Rule is one.
Now I'm done.
Please, the guy ejaculated.
It's like a woman having an orgasm and claims she was raped.
You think that's impossible? Or course I do.
Not.
I prosecuted a few cases where the victim involuntarily climaxed.
It's really rare, but say what you were gonna say.
No, I got nothing to say.
That isn't true, is it? Cassie, if she had an orgasm, that means It means what, that's it's one of the more enjoyable rapes? No, I didn't say that.
A man grabs a woman, he throws her down, he forces himself on her at knifepoint, she physically orgasms, and that's not rape? Sure, it is.
I'm going home.
Wait.
Does this mean I'm not coming? Oh, not with me, you're not.
This is Mr.
Jon Dowdy.
He's the gentleman that brought Cecilia to the party where she met our client.
These are my colleagues, Mr.
Richard and Mr.
Jefferson.
Could you tell them what you just told me? All of it? You can give them a shorter version.
Okay.
Well, as I said-- and this was not my idea being here-- Ms.
Reynolds came to me.
Go ahead.
Well, as I told your colleague, Cecilia was a pretty kinky girl, which was fine by me.
I'd just come out of a long-term relationship and was looking for some fun, and she seemed more than willing to So, I mean, anyway, the first time, she kind of took the bull by the horn, if you get my meaning.
I don't.
Could you be more specific? Well, we'd come back to my place, had a drink or two, cut to my clothes are off, and she's on top of me.
It was like a fantasy, sort of.
You know what I mean, a woman that looks like that, just When she met your client at the party and seemed more interested in him, I just figured, "Easy come, easy go," You know? Could you tell them the other part? They can keep a secret.
Okay.
Well ordinarily, I don't perform well.
I get a little anxiety, and I, uh But not this night.
I mean, I was fully to be honest, I was bigger than I think she laced my drink with a little Viagra.
I asked her, and she didn't say no.
She just smiled and said, "Let's just let the magic of the night" Whatever, I don't remember what she said.
I was just hoping for a little bit more of the magic.
You think there's a chance she put something else in your drink? Actually, I think she did.
I was a little foggy, which is unfortunate, 'cause I'd like to remember every detail.
Look, as I told Ms.
Reynolds, I'd prefer to keep this under the radar.
I mean, there's no way I'm gonna repeat this in any public or formal you know? He's lying.
Why would he lie, Cecilia? His story coincides exactly with Alden's accusation.
Well, Alden is wrong, and so is Jon.
The sex was consensual.
No, it was not! Alden I have a family! There are consequences to this! Well, then why were you with me? I shouldn't have been, but there's a line, and I never would've crossed it! You drugged me! All right.
You said this was part of a settlement discussion.
What is it you're looking for? I want an acknowledgment and an apology.
What does it matter what? It matters to me; I need to know! Okay, I am not about to advise my client to admit to a crime, so if that's the endgame here He doesn't care about the prosecution, he just wants her to acknowledge what she did.
Why? Because I do! Alden, you need to take it down a notch.
That's all you're looking for? It stays sealed? It never has to leave this room.
Isn't that right, Alden? Yes.
I don't care about I just want her to admit it and to apologize.
And if you ask me why it matters to me one more time, I will go to the police.
She apologizes, and this is over.
Done.
Okay.
I apologize.
I thought you might like the thrill of being seduced, taken.
And being married, I thought you might also appreciate Well, you could always rationalize this wasn't something that you did but something that was done to you.
You could have killed him.
If he'd been taking nitrates, the combination with Viagra Okay, I know that his heart was fine.
We'd talked about our respective training regimens.
I'm sorry, Alden.
I suppose I've been objectified and pawed and even groped ever since I was 16.
So, maybe on some level, I wanted to take the power.
I'm sorry, Alden.
I suppose I've been objectified and pawed and groped ever since I was 16.
Well, I'm sure the DA can build a case now.
What?! This is sealed.
Oh, yeah, I lied about that.
Tommy, this is a settlement meeting.
Right.
Which means I can't use the information against her, but the police can.
You can't do that.
Oh, but I can.
Your only recourse would be to sue me, but you'll probably have to do so from jail.
Hey, check this out.
My auto-tune remix app.
Awesome, huh? Love it.
All right, let's try this again.
After careful consideration, I find the application of the Felony Murder Rule in this case to be overbroad and misplaced.
That count against all defendants is dropped.
Settle down.
Take your seats or you will be removed.
All the other charges stand.
Mr.
Cruickshank, I would encourage you to pare this prosecution down to focus on the primary offenders, otherwise we will all be here for a very long time.
And I'm not sure I could take that.
Adjourned.
Unbelievable.
Mm-hmm, I told you she was good.
So, what happens now? Well, the DA will have to do some serious regrouping, but with any luck, your nightmare's over.
Honey Tommy, this is wrong.
I know.
The client was satisfied with the apology.
I called Amanda and told her, the case is over.
Good work, Cassie, digging up that other guy.
Well, I didn't have to dig.
I just keep my mind open to the idea that maybe someone Yeah, well, anyway, thanks again.
Well done, Harry.
Not sure if it was chess, checkers or Parcheesi, but you sure as hell got the job done.
Well done.
Well, thanks, Sam.
Is there anything else? No.
Okay.
Well, see you later.
Hey, how about we get a drink sometime? A drink?! Yeah.
A drink, have a couple of laughs, why not? Sam, I haven't been asked out since the Carter Administration.
What I can remember, it goes something like how it's going now.
Are you asking me out? Why not? You're a wonderful lady.
And I'm quite partial to wonderful ladies.
You taped the woman? It happens.
You could get disbarred for that kind of stunt.
I didn't use it.
We settled it.
I just wanted to give that woman a scare.
She got off light, Harry.
She raped him.
Let me ask you something.
What do you think of this Phoebe girl? She's all right, I guess.
What does Adam think of her? Why are you asking? Oh, for God's sake.
That kid's got a problem, I'm telling you.
Mm.
He gets smitten by anything that smiles at him.
I tell you, Harry it's their world.
Kids.
It's their world.
Well, maybe there's hope, then.
Little bit.