Bull (2016) s03e02 Episode Script
Jury Duty
Richard.
Richard Briggs.
This is for Ella.
Fruit again? You know, those come from trees.
Trees live in dirt.
You want to give the boss food that comes from dirt, go ahead.
But honestly, I think at this point, the man would appreciate coffee and a doughnut.
Not funny.
I know I would appreciate coffee and a doughnut.
I mean, look at this stuff.
Quinoa porridge? Look, I'm all for healthy, but this stuff will kill you.
You got any food around here for real people? Top drawer on your left, behind the paper towels.
Don't tell anyone.
Don't tell anyone what? Hallelujah.
Mmm.
Damn, I miss her.
Her mom keeps promising to come by and pick up her things.
I'll make sure and add that to the box.
Anybody hear about that guy who was gunned down on the sidewalk in the middle of the day during a beer run yesterday? That poor woman.
That poor man.
It happened right around the corner from where I live.
She just walked up to him, shot him, point blank range.
Well, no.
She didn't just.
The guy raped and killed her daughter.
And believe me, if something like that ever happens to my child, I'm gonna want to do the exact same thing.
Well, wanting is fine.
Doing is a whole other thing.
There are laws in this country.
Yeah, well, obviously the law didn't work for the woman who lost her daughter.
I mean, she was just doing what the jury refused to do.
Oh, you can't blame the jury.
They were never given the evidence they needed to convict.
How is that even possible? I mean, they found the girl's body in the trunk of this guy's car.
What more do you need? Problem is, the jury never heard any of that.
Turns out, the police had a description of the kidnapper's car.
Now, this Richard Briggs was driving a car that matched, so the police pulled him over and they searched it.
Now, if there were a body laying in the back seat, wouldn't have been a problem.
But it was in the trunk.
And you're not allowed to open the trunk without probable cause.
At that point the police didn't have it.
Marissa! You barked, sir? How long has this piece of mail been sitting on my desk? Your jury summons? Since April.
Oh.
Really? Six months.
That postmark in the upper right-hand corner? That is a dead giveaway.
Well, make a call and get me out of it.
You know I can't do that.
We've already postponed it once, and that's all you're allowed.
When are you due to report? Day after tomorrow.
Damn it, what a waste of time.
I spend half a day waiting to be interviewed, and then the attorneys figure out who I am, and they can't get rid of me fast enough.
It's not easy being you.
And another thing: my phone is not working.
It hasn't rung in days.
The phones are fine.
They're not ringing because no one's calling.
What do you mean? You haven't been here for three months.
I mean, let's be honest.
You're the reason people call.
And they called plenty while you were away, but after a while, people get tired of hearing, "He's not here and we're not certain when he'll be back.
" Hmm.
Well, I guess we need to make some noise.
Let people know we're back up to speed.
Call over to the D.
A.
's office.
See if there's any juicy pro bono opportunities we can avail ourselves of.
Something that will get us some clicks, some ink, some TV time.
Clicks, ink, and TV time.
I love it when your better angels make an unscheduled cameo appearance.
You know what? I think I might actually have something for you.
He'd come over every Wednesday.
Always commenting on how they looked.
Their clothes, their hair, how how beautiful they were.
He was your daughter's piano teacher.
I always thought it was about the 15-year-old.
When I think about the things he did to my little one.
To Ella.
And then, suddenly he was free.
It was like it never happened.
I'd lost my 11-year-old, and he was driving around town like it was a holiday.
Like he'd gotten away with murder.
Which he had.
So I went and bought a gun.
Something I thought I'd never do.
Easiest thing in the world.
And then I just waited for him.
So you shot him three times in the chest in broad daylight in front of a dozen witnesses.
And didn't even try to flee.
You must have known you weren't gonna get away with it.
I didn't care.
I wasn't thinking about any of that.
I just needed to know he was no longer among us.
Just keep your head down and ignore them.
So what happens today? A number of things, but first off, there's a question of bail.
Oh, my gosh, you think they'll actually offer me bail? No, but we have to go through the formality of asking.
And then the other side gets to indulge in the sadistic pleasure of telling the court what a dangerous person you are.
It's just part of the fun.
Look at me, Mrs.
Spiro.
We're gonna get you through this, and then we're gonna get you out of here.
You just have to trust me.
Earth to Marissa.
Benny and I and our client are making our way into the courtroom.
Bull, what are you talking about? You have jury duty this morning.
You're gonna need this.
You all right? No, I think I may have screwed up.
I have a bit of business I need to take care of.
Mrs.
Spiro, I have to run upstairs to another courtroom for a couple of hours.
- A couple of hours? - It's not a problem.
Nothing of any consequence ever happens here before lunch, and even if it did, you couldn't be in better hands.
You got it.
Mrs.
Spiro? - Bull? - How late am I? 20 minutes.
How long do you think it'll take me to get excused? I have no idea what you're talking about.
I'm betting 45 minutes.
The defendant, one Kendrick Gorman, who is accused of practicing law without a license.
My God, he's actually pronouncing every comma.
That's right.
Could there possibly be a bigger abuse of trust? You find yourself on the wrong side of the law.
Desperate for help.
You hire an attorney.
Only to find that he's not really an attorney.
But an impostor.
As opposed to an authentic idiot like you.
Dr.
Jason Bull.
The Dr.
Jason Bull? Hmm.
I'm afraid so.
What a pleasure to finally meet you.
And you, as well.
And now, I know you've done work with my office, the state attorney general's office, and I know you're also thought to be one of the best in your field.
So, just to be clear, you advise people like me how to pick juries.
What to say to juries, how to get the juries to come to conclusions whoever hires you needs them to come to.
Is that correct? Well, that's not how I'd put it, but Your Honor, we'd like to strike this juror for cause.
What cause? Well, you just heard him.
He is an expert in all matters pertaining to juries.
And that's all well and good.
But as far as I can tell, in this particular case, Dr.
Bull will not be picking jurors.
Nor will he be advising either side on what to say to them.
And as far as helping them come to conclusions, well, hopefully that's the job of every juror during the period of deliberations.
Ms.
Dunn, would you care to question the juror? So you're a jury consultant? A trial scientist, yes.
You advise lawyers on how to try their cases.
Sometimes, yes.
So, in a sense, you practice law without a license.
Just like my client.
No, I wouldn't exactly say that.
This juror is acceptable to the defense.
Your Honor, uh, if I may, I would love to be seated on this jury.
Well, then, today's your lucky day.
But unfortunately, um, I have a-a previous commitment, a legal commitment.
A legal commitment? Yes, indeed.
Uh, I am in the midst of starting a murder trial downstairs, right in this very courthouse.
And, um uh, you may have heard of it.
The State v.
Heather Spiro? It's a very big, important case.
Yes, I have heard of it.
Well, aren't you the VIP? However, trial scientists are not now, nor have they ever been, essential to the American criminal justice system.
But jurors are.
Your Honor, my client is facing a life sentence.
She has a lawyer? She does.
Good.
Then everybody has what they need.
She has a lawyer, we have 12 jurors.
Welcome to my court, Dr.
Bull.
And welcome to jury duty.
Ah.
You can win $100 million verdicts against multinational corporations, but you can't argue your way out of jury duty? Trust me, I tried.
I think the judge has a crush on me.
Needless to say, our client is not pleased.
Oh, I don't blame her.
You just missed her.
They just put her in the prison van ten minutes ago.
Well, the good news is, I won't be on this jury for long.
There are only three people on the witness list.
Whole thing should be over in a day.
Now, I was thinking for tomorrow, it makes sense to promote Chunk to the second chair.
Someone sitting next to you with Marissa in his ear.
I get that.
So what's the strategy? Well, I'm thinking EED defense.
EED? Extreme emotional disturbance? No, that's not going to work.
EED happens in the moment.
And the evidence clearly proves that this was not a spontaneous act.
By her own admission, she was lying in wait for this guy for days.
I know.
I just want to use it to get our foot in the door.
Gives us an excuse in your opening statement to talk about the horrific details of what happened to this woman's child, - which otherwise - We're going to get caught.
And when that happens, we will apologize and come up with a different attack.
But I'll be in the courtroom by then and we'll figure something out.
Also, have Danny get a line on the surviving daughter.
We need to give the jury as many reasons as possible to not send Heather to prison, and what better reason than she has a teenage daughter who needs her and is waiting for her to come home? The tattoo new? Looks new.
I did it myself.
What about the piercings? Last weekend.
There's not a lot to do around here, and I don't really know anybody.
I mean, I know my aunt, but Would you like your mom to see them? I can take a picture for you.
No.
She's got enough going on right now.
She doesn't need to worry about me.
Well, she is worried about you.
She wants to come home to you, take care of you.
Mm-hmm.
Well, the reason I'm here, uh, we'd like for you to come to the city, be a part of the trial.
I don't think that's a very good idea.
Well, I can come here.
I can, I can pick you up.
Can sit with you in court.
The jury needs to see that your mom still has a child, a child who loves her, misses her, needs her at home.
I've been to court before.
My sister's trial.
I sat there the whole time, waiting for a chance to tell them what I knew, and then, when the time came, they wouldn't let me say it.
What wouldn't they let you say? I heard his voice.
I knew him.
He was my piano teacher.
I spent every Wednesday with him for three years.
But, uh, they said hearing someone's voice and thinking you know who they are isn't enough proof, so I couldn't say it on the stand.
You didn't see him? I was sleeping.
He must've come in through the window, but all I know is, he put a bag over my head and when I woke up, he was wrapping tape around the bag and over my mouth.
And he carried me to the closet and locked me in.
And he said if I made a sound, he would kill my mother.
I thought he was there for her.
Maybe if I'd been awake, none of this would have happened.
Maybe he wouldn't have gotten Ella or my mom wouldn't have shot him.
They're new, too.
So, today is all about something called voir dire.
It's kind of our specialty.
It's about interviewing prospective jurors and doing everything we can to make sure that we pick the right ones, the ones who are best able to hear our argument, - sympathize with it, yeah.
- Okay.
Even though you won't be testifying today no one will you have a very important job.
This is when the jurors get their first look at you.
Prosecutor's gonna want them to see a murderer, a public menace.
I want them to see the schoolteacher, the grieving mother, the victim of a murderous deviant who took advantage of a family's trust.
But there's no sign you can hold up to show 'em all those things.
You have to do it in here.
You have to be it in here and not just in the courtroom from the moment you leave that cell in the morning until your head hits the pillow at night.
Can you do that? - Yeah.
I can do that.
- Great.
Now, Benny and Chunk know exactly what we're looking for juror-wise.
- Marissa back at my office - Wait a second.
You're not coming to court with us today? Well, I can't.
I have a What did I do? What did I fall for? - I need a new lawyer.
I need - No, you don't.
You need to lower your voice and stop acting out in public.
Look around.
There are people walking by.
You have no idea who they are.
Like I told you, your job starts the moment you leave prison in the morning until you get back to your cell at night.
Now, I will do everything in my power to get back and be by your side as soon as I can.
But let's not blow this thing on deportment.
Shall we? And how many times did the defendant hold himself out to be an attorney? At least 16.
And what kinds of cases did he try? All kinds.
Everything from traffic violations to murder.
And while we already know that he didn't have a law degree, what kind of education did he have? High school.
A year of community college.
High school? A year of community college.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
You obtained a subpoena, went into my client's office, seized my client's records.
Did you happen to notice what he charged for his legal services? Objection.
Relevance.
Simply because he didn't charge a lot of money doesn't change the fact that he was breaking the law.
Objection sustained.
The jury will ignore the question.
When you examined my client's records, were you able to ascertain the sort of clients he represented? What do you mean? He didn't represent rich people, did he? Objection.
Relevance again.
Objection sustained.
Again.
Ms.
Dunn, please don't test me.
None of this is relevant to the charges.
Do you have another question? Yes, juror number four.
What can I do for you? Well, I just, uh Well, Your Honor, I've been in some courtrooms where the judge allows jurors to ask questions.
Do you have a question, number four? Thank you.
"Did the defendant ever lose any of his cases?" No.
He didn't.
He never lost a case.
Thanks.
Our juror wants to know if any of the defendant's clients ever complained about his work.
Not that I know of.
Um, juror four, why don't you just go ahead and ask your questions out loud? Your Honor.
Overruled.
- Sit.
- Okay.
Well, hasn't the defendant already stipulated that going forward, he will no longer offer his services as an attorney until such time as he completes his education and passes the bar? That's my understanding.
And one last question: how did Mr.
Gorman, the defendant, get caught? He defended a man falsely accused of being involved in a drug-trafficking ring.
Which I'm assuming he won.
He did.
So a guy with a high school education sorry, one year of community college beats a City of New York prosecutor.
You think maybe that's why we're all sitting here? Isn't it reasonable to assume that if Mr.
Gorman had lost that particular case, the prosecutor wouldn't have investigated him and we wouldn't be sitting here today? Doesn't that sound like an abuse of power? I suppose.
Ah.
I have no further questions.
And I have no further questions.
The defense rests.
Then, tomorrow morning the jury will hear closing arguments and commence deliberations.
Court is adjourned.
The good news is there's nothing left but closing arguments and deliberations.
The bad news is, at this point, I don't think either side is carrying the day and I'm worried that unless something miraculous happens, I could be locked up in that jury room for a couple more days deliberating.
Can we just take a moment and talk about Heather Spiro? I think if she doesn't see Jason Bull sitting by her side in court pretty soon, she's likely to fire us.
Which would defeat the whole point of our having gotten involved, which was to generate some good press.
Well, I think you're both overreacting.
I disagree.
I think they're telling it to you straight.
We actually had a really good day at court.
I think we got a jury that you'll be really pleased with.
The one problem is, when they glance at the defendant, all they see is an incredibly angry lady.
Okay.
I'll walk her into the courtroom again tomorrow morning.
And then you'll turn around, and Chunk and I will be stuck with trying to convince her that everything's going to be all right.
And it will be.
It's the best I can do.
Everyone understands.
And you still want me to go with EED in my opening statement? EED it is.
Danny, we have the daughter all teed up? We need her testimony.
- I don't think you want to do that.
- Well, then you'd be wrong 'cause that's exactly what we need to do.
She's the only witness we have, at least the only one who can provide the jury with something even close to a first-person account of what happened the night the victim was snatched from her home.
Bull, she's 15 and she's cutting herself.
She's got a tattoo on her neck and piercings in her face.
And who knows what she's doing to the other parts of her body that I can't see.
Clearly she's really fragile, - and I'm afraid if you put her on the - Well, stop being afraid.
We need her testimony.
Well, there is another problem with that.
Heather Spiro won't have it.
She knows her daughter is falling apart, and she's refusing to let her testify.
So she wants to go to prison for the rest of her life? She feels there's got to be a way to present her case without And neither of you could disabuse her of that? Nope.
But I'm sure you can do it during your 90-second walk with her into court tomorrow.
Night, all.
I have got a trial to prepare for.
Well, I guess we're done here.
Don't speak.
Three things.
First thing, I don't give a damn who you're pissed off at or why.
When you're sitting in that courtroom, you better be looking like a victim and not like the Wicked Witch of the West, or you're not gonna fire me, I will quit.
And if I do that, there's not a law firm in this town worth a damn that will touch you with a ten-foot pole.
Second thing.
I am moving heaven and earth to get down here and be by your side.
I have every hope that tomorrow morning I will be there, but I can't promise.
What I can promise is that I am totally involved in your defense, and those two men standing behind me are doing everything they are supposed to be doing.
But if you're unhappy, or you have a better idea, or you have some secret plan for getting away with murder on a New York City sidewalk in broad daylight, I'd love to hear it.
I didn't think so.
And third, there is one thing I am certain of.
If we don't put your daughter on that stand, you are going to prison.
And the only question will be for a quarter of a century or the rest of your life? She'll never do it.
And I'll never let her.
Then we are all wasting our time.
No.
Not you.
Not yet.
You actually haven't given me any of your time to waste.
You guys are right.
She's a peach.
Well, maybe you haven't heard.
I like to win.
So buckle up, put on a happy face, and get ready to have your mind changed.
You know, if I were advising that Gorman fella, I'd tell him to do the, uh, closing argument himself.
He needs to show that jury that, even though he doesn't have a law license, he's a great litigator.
Would you stop that, please? We're not supposed to be doing this.
Jurors are not supposed to talk to defendants outside the courtroom.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't say a word.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I intend to prove to you that this, this was no vigilante killing.
That this was an act of desperation committed by a woman who fell victim to a mental condition called EED.
Extreme emotional disturbance.
Objection.
Objection? Y Your Honor, I'm still giving my opening statement.
EED, really, Your Honor? The State would like to be heard.
Oh, well, the defense would like to be heard, too.
As a matter of fact, the defense would like to finish their opening statement.
Wow.
We've barely started.
Okay.
Want to see you both in my chambers.
I love the law.
I know that must sound ridiculous coming from someone who's on trial for breaking it, but it is the truth.
I never planned on impersonating a-an attorney.
Five years ago, a woman friend asked me to go with her to, um, small claims court, offer moral support.
Um, I was wearing a suit 'cause, um I was a-a mortician and I had a funeral that day.
And anyway, uh, the judge started asking a bunch of questions.
And my friend kind of froze.
So I started answering for her.
Next thing I know, my friend won her case.
And as we, uh, left the courtroom, this guy came running up to me to tell me how impressed he was, and would I represent him the following week I-in traffic court? One case led to another.
A-And, and the amazing thing was, I, I never lost.
I also, uh, never charged more than $35 an hour.
I know that sounds crazy, but like I said, I, I love the law.
And thank God for the Internet, 'cause anything I didn't know, I, I cou I could look up.
But of course, I-I knew it was wrong.
Although I'm not sure it should be.
I mean, doesn't the law belong to everyone? Not just people with money who can take seven years off of their lives and go to school? Or-or clients who, who can bankroll a defense? But, um, that's a conversation for another day.
I'm sorry.
Sorry for what I did, but I-I would beg you not to find me guilty.
Because if I'm convicted, even when I pass the bar, I will not ever be allowed to practice my beloved law again.
Also, this will be the first case I ever lose.
Benny! Terrific.
I'm here.
Oh, it's Benny of Arc.
Don't make fun.
My back has declared war on the rest of my body.
It's all in your head.
Nope.
It's all in my back.
Why are you in such a good mood? I have completed my service as juror.
The accused was found not guilty.
Unanimously.
- Wow.
- But the big news is, I am back on the team.
Ready to head into court and fight for the freedom of our delightful client.
Now, what's making you so anxious that your back's gone out? The judge threw out our EED defense.
Didn't even let me get through my opening statement.
Now my back's starting to hurt.
What if we lose? Remember, we don't have to change every juror's mind.
Just one will get us a mistrial.
Three or four, and the D.
A.
might even dismiss the charges.
When you were a kid, you believed in Santa, didn't you? Till I was about 35.
Ah.
You think what she did was wrong? Yes.
You think punishing her for it is right? No.
Me either.
Benny, we can win this thing.
You have a plan B? I have a plan B-minus.
It's not great, and it still presents the same big problem.
Okay.
Lay it on me.
We go in there tomorrow and announce a new defense theory.
It's called defense of others.
Ah.
Defense of others.
I know it well.
It's kind of like self-defense, only we argue that Heather shot that man in order to protect her daughter.
Which I believe with all my heart is the truth.
Just can't figure out how to prove it.
Great.
The pain is back.
Who did you say it was? A friend of your mom's.
Hello? Penny Spiro.
I'm Dr.
Jason Bull.
Sorry to show up on your doorstep so early in the morning, but I'm part of your mom's legal team, and I desperately need you to do two things I've been told you're not gonna want to do.
I won't testify.
That's only the first one.
I also need you to convince your mom to let you do it.
It's a pretty simple system.
Uh, four cameras.
Three inside the store.
One that focuses on the cash register and the customers as they pay.
Two that show customers walking through the aisles of the store from opposite sides of the store.
And a wireless camera, mounted without permission on the lamp post outside the store, presumably, to capture people coming into and out of the store, specifically those who haven't paid.
Shoplifters, that kind of thing.
And when you examined the DVR, what did you discover? I discovered that on four consecutive days, beginning with June 11, the defendant planted herself outside the store.
Twice in her car, twice on foot.
And in your professional opinion, - what was she doing? - Objection, Your Honor.
The assistant district attorney is asking the witness to speculate.
She's asking a professional investigator to give her expert opinion based on the evidence in front of her.
Overruled.
You may answer the question.
Waiting.
She's waiting.
Waiting.
Any idea for what? Well, I think that became apparent on the fifth day, when she executed Mr.
Briggs.
The prosecution has no further questions for this witness.
I need to hear something positive.
Well, this jury is positively unanimous.
Defense will cross-examine this witness after the lunch break.
Court is in recess.
Thank God.
Nice of you to join us.
Ah.
I thought so, too.
Oh, my God.
Penny.
Oh I told Dr.
Bull everything.
That I'm the reason all this happened.
And I want to take the stand.
Penny could you please tell the jury about the day they found Ella and caught the man who killed her? Well it was the worst day of my life.
And also, weirdly, kind of the best.
How do you mean? Well, uh, it was horrible because it it was the moment I absolutely knew my sister was gone.
Uh There was no denying it.
She was never coming back.
But later that night, um, it finally started to sink in that they caught him, the guy who did it.
They had him, and he was going to prison forever.
I remember my mother holding me and telling me it was going to be okay.
That it-it may never go back to the way it was.
But it would go back to a new normal.
I could live my life again.
I could leave my house.
I-I could go to school, see my, see my friends.
In a couple of years, go to college.
Have a future.
We were safe.
And then? And then they let him out of jail.
And I realized there was never gonna be a normal.
And what did that feel like? We were terrified.
I was terrified.
My mom had to drive me to and from school again.
And, uh, when we got home, we'd lock the doors and check the windows.
And I didn't see my friends.
I didn't play soccer.
I dropped out of chorus.
And it just went on like this? F-For a few months.
So I went to my mom and I told her that if I couldn't live a normal life, that I was going to kill myself.
And what was her reaction to that? We started experimenting.
I-I'd go out for, like, an hour.
Or I'd walk home from school with a friend.
I knew those must have been the longest hours for my mother, but I started to feel alive again.
And what happened on June 10? I was walking home from school and I felt like a soda, so I stopped at the bodega.
By yourself? Uh, by myself.
And, um, I went to the refrigerator case and I grabbed a can and I turned around and he was standing there.
Mr.
Briggs? Mm-hmm.
And did he say anything to you? No.
He was just staring at me.
Did he touch you? Try to reach out to you? No.
And what did you do? I put the can down and I ran out of there.
Did you go home? No.
I-I went to the coffee shop next door and I called my mom.
And she came and picked me up.
That was on June 10, and on June 11 your mom began looking for Mr.
Briggs at the bodega.
Objection.
That's not a question.
Counsel is testifying.
I apologize, Your Honor.
I just have one more question.
The last time you were in court, during your little sister's murder trial, you were on the stand, and there was something that A.
D.
A.
Wakefield wouldn't allow you to say that was important to you.
You want to say it now? Your Honor.
Sit down, Ms.
Wakefield.
I just wanted to tell the court that I heard his voice.
When he broke in that night and covered my head and put me in the closet, he spoke to me, and I knew instantly who it was.
We all knew who it was.
Why did you let him out? The defense rests, Your Honor.
I can't explain it, but nothing is moving here.
Hey, Dr.
Bull.
Hey, Cable.
Uh Uh, yeah, I just put everything right over there.
Thank you.
Gabriel.
Excuse me? My name.
My name is Gabriel.
Okay.
But yours can't seriously be Danny, right? Danielle.
Ah, you see, well, that makes more sense.
Listen, can you tell your-your friend's family that I-I need to clean the place out? It's just, the landlord wants to put the apartment back on the market.
Yeah, I'll-I'll let 'em know.
I would like to go to the funeral.
Or the memorial, whatever it is that they're having.
You know.
Okay.
I'll-I'll find you, I'll, um, I'll let you know when I-I hear something.
Thank you.
No, please.
Excuse me.
Hello.
Oh, my God.
Uh, yeah.
Work, um A jury we've been waiting for just came in.
Ah.
Thanks again for your he.
Sorry.
Thank you.
It seems in the matter of The State v.
Heather Spiro, our jury is hopelessly deadlocked.
I say "hopelessly" because, according to this note, while six of our jurors find the defendant guilty, six believe her to be innocent.
I see no other choice but to declare a mistrial.
Would the prosecutor like to schedule a date for a retrial? I believe, in their inability to send a unified verdict, our jurors are sending an important message.
Perhaps because of all these months served behind bars, perhaps in the loss of a child, justice has already been served.
The State no longer believes this woman is a threat to society, and with that in mind, in the interest of justice, we move to dismiss all charges.
Can I help you? You look a little lost.
I'm sorry, uh, my name is Ellen McCrory.
My daughter used to work here.
I'm just here to pick up some of her things.
Boy, this is so not what I pictured.
Mrs.
McCrory.
Cable's mother.
I'm so sorry.
I'm Jason Bull.
Your daughter worked for me You're him.
Hmm.
Well, she, uh, she talked about you a lot.
Ah.
Lies.
Nothing but lies.
I miss her Stay right here.
I'll get somebody to help you.
Okay, thank you.
Marissa, do me a favor.
Cable's mom is in the War Room, and she's looking a little lost, so Exactly.
Appreciate it.
Thanks.
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Richard Briggs.
This is for Ella.
Fruit again? You know, those come from trees.
Trees live in dirt.
You want to give the boss food that comes from dirt, go ahead.
But honestly, I think at this point, the man would appreciate coffee and a doughnut.
Not funny.
I know I would appreciate coffee and a doughnut.
I mean, look at this stuff.
Quinoa porridge? Look, I'm all for healthy, but this stuff will kill you.
You got any food around here for real people? Top drawer on your left, behind the paper towels.
Don't tell anyone.
Don't tell anyone what? Hallelujah.
Mmm.
Damn, I miss her.
Her mom keeps promising to come by and pick up her things.
I'll make sure and add that to the box.
Anybody hear about that guy who was gunned down on the sidewalk in the middle of the day during a beer run yesterday? That poor woman.
That poor man.
It happened right around the corner from where I live.
She just walked up to him, shot him, point blank range.
Well, no.
She didn't just.
The guy raped and killed her daughter.
And believe me, if something like that ever happens to my child, I'm gonna want to do the exact same thing.
Well, wanting is fine.
Doing is a whole other thing.
There are laws in this country.
Yeah, well, obviously the law didn't work for the woman who lost her daughter.
I mean, she was just doing what the jury refused to do.
Oh, you can't blame the jury.
They were never given the evidence they needed to convict.
How is that even possible? I mean, they found the girl's body in the trunk of this guy's car.
What more do you need? Problem is, the jury never heard any of that.
Turns out, the police had a description of the kidnapper's car.
Now, this Richard Briggs was driving a car that matched, so the police pulled him over and they searched it.
Now, if there were a body laying in the back seat, wouldn't have been a problem.
But it was in the trunk.
And you're not allowed to open the trunk without probable cause.
At that point the police didn't have it.
Marissa! You barked, sir? How long has this piece of mail been sitting on my desk? Your jury summons? Since April.
Oh.
Really? Six months.
That postmark in the upper right-hand corner? That is a dead giveaway.
Well, make a call and get me out of it.
You know I can't do that.
We've already postponed it once, and that's all you're allowed.
When are you due to report? Day after tomorrow.
Damn it, what a waste of time.
I spend half a day waiting to be interviewed, and then the attorneys figure out who I am, and they can't get rid of me fast enough.
It's not easy being you.
And another thing: my phone is not working.
It hasn't rung in days.
The phones are fine.
They're not ringing because no one's calling.
What do you mean? You haven't been here for three months.
I mean, let's be honest.
You're the reason people call.
And they called plenty while you were away, but after a while, people get tired of hearing, "He's not here and we're not certain when he'll be back.
" Hmm.
Well, I guess we need to make some noise.
Let people know we're back up to speed.
Call over to the D.
A.
's office.
See if there's any juicy pro bono opportunities we can avail ourselves of.
Something that will get us some clicks, some ink, some TV time.
Clicks, ink, and TV time.
I love it when your better angels make an unscheduled cameo appearance.
You know what? I think I might actually have something for you.
He'd come over every Wednesday.
Always commenting on how they looked.
Their clothes, their hair, how how beautiful they were.
He was your daughter's piano teacher.
I always thought it was about the 15-year-old.
When I think about the things he did to my little one.
To Ella.
And then, suddenly he was free.
It was like it never happened.
I'd lost my 11-year-old, and he was driving around town like it was a holiday.
Like he'd gotten away with murder.
Which he had.
So I went and bought a gun.
Something I thought I'd never do.
Easiest thing in the world.
And then I just waited for him.
So you shot him three times in the chest in broad daylight in front of a dozen witnesses.
And didn't even try to flee.
You must have known you weren't gonna get away with it.
I didn't care.
I wasn't thinking about any of that.
I just needed to know he was no longer among us.
Just keep your head down and ignore them.
So what happens today? A number of things, but first off, there's a question of bail.
Oh, my gosh, you think they'll actually offer me bail? No, but we have to go through the formality of asking.
And then the other side gets to indulge in the sadistic pleasure of telling the court what a dangerous person you are.
It's just part of the fun.
Look at me, Mrs.
Spiro.
We're gonna get you through this, and then we're gonna get you out of here.
You just have to trust me.
Earth to Marissa.
Benny and I and our client are making our way into the courtroom.
Bull, what are you talking about? You have jury duty this morning.
You're gonna need this.
You all right? No, I think I may have screwed up.
I have a bit of business I need to take care of.
Mrs.
Spiro, I have to run upstairs to another courtroom for a couple of hours.
- A couple of hours? - It's not a problem.
Nothing of any consequence ever happens here before lunch, and even if it did, you couldn't be in better hands.
You got it.
Mrs.
Spiro? - Bull? - How late am I? 20 minutes.
How long do you think it'll take me to get excused? I have no idea what you're talking about.
I'm betting 45 minutes.
The defendant, one Kendrick Gorman, who is accused of practicing law without a license.
My God, he's actually pronouncing every comma.
That's right.
Could there possibly be a bigger abuse of trust? You find yourself on the wrong side of the law.
Desperate for help.
You hire an attorney.
Only to find that he's not really an attorney.
But an impostor.
As opposed to an authentic idiot like you.
Dr.
Jason Bull.
The Dr.
Jason Bull? Hmm.
I'm afraid so.
What a pleasure to finally meet you.
And you, as well.
And now, I know you've done work with my office, the state attorney general's office, and I know you're also thought to be one of the best in your field.
So, just to be clear, you advise people like me how to pick juries.
What to say to juries, how to get the juries to come to conclusions whoever hires you needs them to come to.
Is that correct? Well, that's not how I'd put it, but Your Honor, we'd like to strike this juror for cause.
What cause? Well, you just heard him.
He is an expert in all matters pertaining to juries.
And that's all well and good.
But as far as I can tell, in this particular case, Dr.
Bull will not be picking jurors.
Nor will he be advising either side on what to say to them.
And as far as helping them come to conclusions, well, hopefully that's the job of every juror during the period of deliberations.
Ms.
Dunn, would you care to question the juror? So you're a jury consultant? A trial scientist, yes.
You advise lawyers on how to try their cases.
Sometimes, yes.
So, in a sense, you practice law without a license.
Just like my client.
No, I wouldn't exactly say that.
This juror is acceptable to the defense.
Your Honor, uh, if I may, I would love to be seated on this jury.
Well, then, today's your lucky day.
But unfortunately, um, I have a-a previous commitment, a legal commitment.
A legal commitment? Yes, indeed.
Uh, I am in the midst of starting a murder trial downstairs, right in this very courthouse.
And, um uh, you may have heard of it.
The State v.
Heather Spiro? It's a very big, important case.
Yes, I have heard of it.
Well, aren't you the VIP? However, trial scientists are not now, nor have they ever been, essential to the American criminal justice system.
But jurors are.
Your Honor, my client is facing a life sentence.
She has a lawyer? She does.
Good.
Then everybody has what they need.
She has a lawyer, we have 12 jurors.
Welcome to my court, Dr.
Bull.
And welcome to jury duty.
Ah.
You can win $100 million verdicts against multinational corporations, but you can't argue your way out of jury duty? Trust me, I tried.
I think the judge has a crush on me.
Needless to say, our client is not pleased.
Oh, I don't blame her.
You just missed her.
They just put her in the prison van ten minutes ago.
Well, the good news is, I won't be on this jury for long.
There are only three people on the witness list.
Whole thing should be over in a day.
Now, I was thinking for tomorrow, it makes sense to promote Chunk to the second chair.
Someone sitting next to you with Marissa in his ear.
I get that.
So what's the strategy? Well, I'm thinking EED defense.
EED? Extreme emotional disturbance? No, that's not going to work.
EED happens in the moment.
And the evidence clearly proves that this was not a spontaneous act.
By her own admission, she was lying in wait for this guy for days.
I know.
I just want to use it to get our foot in the door.
Gives us an excuse in your opening statement to talk about the horrific details of what happened to this woman's child, - which otherwise - We're going to get caught.
And when that happens, we will apologize and come up with a different attack.
But I'll be in the courtroom by then and we'll figure something out.
Also, have Danny get a line on the surviving daughter.
We need to give the jury as many reasons as possible to not send Heather to prison, and what better reason than she has a teenage daughter who needs her and is waiting for her to come home? The tattoo new? Looks new.
I did it myself.
What about the piercings? Last weekend.
There's not a lot to do around here, and I don't really know anybody.
I mean, I know my aunt, but Would you like your mom to see them? I can take a picture for you.
No.
She's got enough going on right now.
She doesn't need to worry about me.
Well, she is worried about you.
She wants to come home to you, take care of you.
Mm-hmm.
Well, the reason I'm here, uh, we'd like for you to come to the city, be a part of the trial.
I don't think that's a very good idea.
Well, I can come here.
I can, I can pick you up.
Can sit with you in court.
The jury needs to see that your mom still has a child, a child who loves her, misses her, needs her at home.
I've been to court before.
My sister's trial.
I sat there the whole time, waiting for a chance to tell them what I knew, and then, when the time came, they wouldn't let me say it.
What wouldn't they let you say? I heard his voice.
I knew him.
He was my piano teacher.
I spent every Wednesday with him for three years.
But, uh, they said hearing someone's voice and thinking you know who they are isn't enough proof, so I couldn't say it on the stand.
You didn't see him? I was sleeping.
He must've come in through the window, but all I know is, he put a bag over my head and when I woke up, he was wrapping tape around the bag and over my mouth.
And he carried me to the closet and locked me in.
And he said if I made a sound, he would kill my mother.
I thought he was there for her.
Maybe if I'd been awake, none of this would have happened.
Maybe he wouldn't have gotten Ella or my mom wouldn't have shot him.
They're new, too.
So, today is all about something called voir dire.
It's kind of our specialty.
It's about interviewing prospective jurors and doing everything we can to make sure that we pick the right ones, the ones who are best able to hear our argument, - sympathize with it, yeah.
- Okay.
Even though you won't be testifying today no one will you have a very important job.
This is when the jurors get their first look at you.
Prosecutor's gonna want them to see a murderer, a public menace.
I want them to see the schoolteacher, the grieving mother, the victim of a murderous deviant who took advantage of a family's trust.
But there's no sign you can hold up to show 'em all those things.
You have to do it in here.
You have to be it in here and not just in the courtroom from the moment you leave that cell in the morning until your head hits the pillow at night.
Can you do that? - Yeah.
I can do that.
- Great.
Now, Benny and Chunk know exactly what we're looking for juror-wise.
- Marissa back at my office - Wait a second.
You're not coming to court with us today? Well, I can't.
I have a What did I do? What did I fall for? - I need a new lawyer.
I need - No, you don't.
You need to lower your voice and stop acting out in public.
Look around.
There are people walking by.
You have no idea who they are.
Like I told you, your job starts the moment you leave prison in the morning until you get back to your cell at night.
Now, I will do everything in my power to get back and be by your side as soon as I can.
But let's not blow this thing on deportment.
Shall we? And how many times did the defendant hold himself out to be an attorney? At least 16.
And what kinds of cases did he try? All kinds.
Everything from traffic violations to murder.
And while we already know that he didn't have a law degree, what kind of education did he have? High school.
A year of community college.
High school? A year of community college.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
You obtained a subpoena, went into my client's office, seized my client's records.
Did you happen to notice what he charged for his legal services? Objection.
Relevance.
Simply because he didn't charge a lot of money doesn't change the fact that he was breaking the law.
Objection sustained.
The jury will ignore the question.
When you examined my client's records, were you able to ascertain the sort of clients he represented? What do you mean? He didn't represent rich people, did he? Objection.
Relevance again.
Objection sustained.
Again.
Ms.
Dunn, please don't test me.
None of this is relevant to the charges.
Do you have another question? Yes, juror number four.
What can I do for you? Well, I just, uh Well, Your Honor, I've been in some courtrooms where the judge allows jurors to ask questions.
Do you have a question, number four? Thank you.
"Did the defendant ever lose any of his cases?" No.
He didn't.
He never lost a case.
Thanks.
Our juror wants to know if any of the defendant's clients ever complained about his work.
Not that I know of.
Um, juror four, why don't you just go ahead and ask your questions out loud? Your Honor.
Overruled.
- Sit.
- Okay.
Well, hasn't the defendant already stipulated that going forward, he will no longer offer his services as an attorney until such time as he completes his education and passes the bar? That's my understanding.
And one last question: how did Mr.
Gorman, the defendant, get caught? He defended a man falsely accused of being involved in a drug-trafficking ring.
Which I'm assuming he won.
He did.
So a guy with a high school education sorry, one year of community college beats a City of New York prosecutor.
You think maybe that's why we're all sitting here? Isn't it reasonable to assume that if Mr.
Gorman had lost that particular case, the prosecutor wouldn't have investigated him and we wouldn't be sitting here today? Doesn't that sound like an abuse of power? I suppose.
Ah.
I have no further questions.
And I have no further questions.
The defense rests.
Then, tomorrow morning the jury will hear closing arguments and commence deliberations.
Court is adjourned.
The good news is there's nothing left but closing arguments and deliberations.
The bad news is, at this point, I don't think either side is carrying the day and I'm worried that unless something miraculous happens, I could be locked up in that jury room for a couple more days deliberating.
Can we just take a moment and talk about Heather Spiro? I think if she doesn't see Jason Bull sitting by her side in court pretty soon, she's likely to fire us.
Which would defeat the whole point of our having gotten involved, which was to generate some good press.
Well, I think you're both overreacting.
I disagree.
I think they're telling it to you straight.
We actually had a really good day at court.
I think we got a jury that you'll be really pleased with.
The one problem is, when they glance at the defendant, all they see is an incredibly angry lady.
Okay.
I'll walk her into the courtroom again tomorrow morning.
And then you'll turn around, and Chunk and I will be stuck with trying to convince her that everything's going to be all right.
And it will be.
It's the best I can do.
Everyone understands.
And you still want me to go with EED in my opening statement? EED it is.
Danny, we have the daughter all teed up? We need her testimony.
- I don't think you want to do that.
- Well, then you'd be wrong 'cause that's exactly what we need to do.
She's the only witness we have, at least the only one who can provide the jury with something even close to a first-person account of what happened the night the victim was snatched from her home.
Bull, she's 15 and she's cutting herself.
She's got a tattoo on her neck and piercings in her face.
And who knows what she's doing to the other parts of her body that I can't see.
Clearly she's really fragile, - and I'm afraid if you put her on the - Well, stop being afraid.
We need her testimony.
Well, there is another problem with that.
Heather Spiro won't have it.
She knows her daughter is falling apart, and she's refusing to let her testify.
So she wants to go to prison for the rest of her life? She feels there's got to be a way to present her case without And neither of you could disabuse her of that? Nope.
But I'm sure you can do it during your 90-second walk with her into court tomorrow.
Night, all.
I have got a trial to prepare for.
Well, I guess we're done here.
Don't speak.
Three things.
First thing, I don't give a damn who you're pissed off at or why.
When you're sitting in that courtroom, you better be looking like a victim and not like the Wicked Witch of the West, or you're not gonna fire me, I will quit.
And if I do that, there's not a law firm in this town worth a damn that will touch you with a ten-foot pole.
Second thing.
I am moving heaven and earth to get down here and be by your side.
I have every hope that tomorrow morning I will be there, but I can't promise.
What I can promise is that I am totally involved in your defense, and those two men standing behind me are doing everything they are supposed to be doing.
But if you're unhappy, or you have a better idea, or you have some secret plan for getting away with murder on a New York City sidewalk in broad daylight, I'd love to hear it.
I didn't think so.
And third, there is one thing I am certain of.
If we don't put your daughter on that stand, you are going to prison.
And the only question will be for a quarter of a century or the rest of your life? She'll never do it.
And I'll never let her.
Then we are all wasting our time.
No.
Not you.
Not yet.
You actually haven't given me any of your time to waste.
You guys are right.
She's a peach.
Well, maybe you haven't heard.
I like to win.
So buckle up, put on a happy face, and get ready to have your mind changed.
You know, if I were advising that Gorman fella, I'd tell him to do the, uh, closing argument himself.
He needs to show that jury that, even though he doesn't have a law license, he's a great litigator.
Would you stop that, please? We're not supposed to be doing this.
Jurors are not supposed to talk to defendants outside the courtroom.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't say a word.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I intend to prove to you that this, this was no vigilante killing.
That this was an act of desperation committed by a woman who fell victim to a mental condition called EED.
Extreme emotional disturbance.
Objection.
Objection? Y Your Honor, I'm still giving my opening statement.
EED, really, Your Honor? The State would like to be heard.
Oh, well, the defense would like to be heard, too.
As a matter of fact, the defense would like to finish their opening statement.
Wow.
We've barely started.
Okay.
Want to see you both in my chambers.
I love the law.
I know that must sound ridiculous coming from someone who's on trial for breaking it, but it is the truth.
I never planned on impersonating a-an attorney.
Five years ago, a woman friend asked me to go with her to, um, small claims court, offer moral support.
Um, I was wearing a suit 'cause, um I was a-a mortician and I had a funeral that day.
And anyway, uh, the judge started asking a bunch of questions.
And my friend kind of froze.
So I started answering for her.
Next thing I know, my friend won her case.
And as we, uh, left the courtroom, this guy came running up to me to tell me how impressed he was, and would I represent him the following week I-in traffic court? One case led to another.
A-And, and the amazing thing was, I, I never lost.
I also, uh, never charged more than $35 an hour.
I know that sounds crazy, but like I said, I, I love the law.
And thank God for the Internet, 'cause anything I didn't know, I, I cou I could look up.
But of course, I-I knew it was wrong.
Although I'm not sure it should be.
I mean, doesn't the law belong to everyone? Not just people with money who can take seven years off of their lives and go to school? Or-or clients who, who can bankroll a defense? But, um, that's a conversation for another day.
I'm sorry.
Sorry for what I did, but I-I would beg you not to find me guilty.
Because if I'm convicted, even when I pass the bar, I will not ever be allowed to practice my beloved law again.
Also, this will be the first case I ever lose.
Benny! Terrific.
I'm here.
Oh, it's Benny of Arc.
Don't make fun.
My back has declared war on the rest of my body.
It's all in your head.
Nope.
It's all in my back.
Why are you in such a good mood? I have completed my service as juror.
The accused was found not guilty.
Unanimously.
- Wow.
- But the big news is, I am back on the team.
Ready to head into court and fight for the freedom of our delightful client.
Now, what's making you so anxious that your back's gone out? The judge threw out our EED defense.
Didn't even let me get through my opening statement.
Now my back's starting to hurt.
What if we lose? Remember, we don't have to change every juror's mind.
Just one will get us a mistrial.
Three or four, and the D.
A.
might even dismiss the charges.
When you were a kid, you believed in Santa, didn't you? Till I was about 35.
Ah.
You think what she did was wrong? Yes.
You think punishing her for it is right? No.
Me either.
Benny, we can win this thing.
You have a plan B? I have a plan B-minus.
It's not great, and it still presents the same big problem.
Okay.
Lay it on me.
We go in there tomorrow and announce a new defense theory.
It's called defense of others.
Ah.
Defense of others.
I know it well.
It's kind of like self-defense, only we argue that Heather shot that man in order to protect her daughter.
Which I believe with all my heart is the truth.
Just can't figure out how to prove it.
Great.
The pain is back.
Who did you say it was? A friend of your mom's.
Hello? Penny Spiro.
I'm Dr.
Jason Bull.
Sorry to show up on your doorstep so early in the morning, but I'm part of your mom's legal team, and I desperately need you to do two things I've been told you're not gonna want to do.
I won't testify.
That's only the first one.
I also need you to convince your mom to let you do it.
It's a pretty simple system.
Uh, four cameras.
Three inside the store.
One that focuses on the cash register and the customers as they pay.
Two that show customers walking through the aisles of the store from opposite sides of the store.
And a wireless camera, mounted without permission on the lamp post outside the store, presumably, to capture people coming into and out of the store, specifically those who haven't paid.
Shoplifters, that kind of thing.
And when you examined the DVR, what did you discover? I discovered that on four consecutive days, beginning with June 11, the defendant planted herself outside the store.
Twice in her car, twice on foot.
And in your professional opinion, - what was she doing? - Objection, Your Honor.
The assistant district attorney is asking the witness to speculate.
She's asking a professional investigator to give her expert opinion based on the evidence in front of her.
Overruled.
You may answer the question.
Waiting.
She's waiting.
Waiting.
Any idea for what? Well, I think that became apparent on the fifth day, when she executed Mr.
Briggs.
The prosecution has no further questions for this witness.
I need to hear something positive.
Well, this jury is positively unanimous.
Defense will cross-examine this witness after the lunch break.
Court is in recess.
Thank God.
Nice of you to join us.
Ah.
I thought so, too.
Oh, my God.
Penny.
Oh I told Dr.
Bull everything.
That I'm the reason all this happened.
And I want to take the stand.
Penny could you please tell the jury about the day they found Ella and caught the man who killed her? Well it was the worst day of my life.
And also, weirdly, kind of the best.
How do you mean? Well, uh, it was horrible because it it was the moment I absolutely knew my sister was gone.
Uh There was no denying it.
She was never coming back.
But later that night, um, it finally started to sink in that they caught him, the guy who did it.
They had him, and he was going to prison forever.
I remember my mother holding me and telling me it was going to be okay.
That it-it may never go back to the way it was.
But it would go back to a new normal.
I could live my life again.
I could leave my house.
I-I could go to school, see my, see my friends.
In a couple of years, go to college.
Have a future.
We were safe.
And then? And then they let him out of jail.
And I realized there was never gonna be a normal.
And what did that feel like? We were terrified.
I was terrified.
My mom had to drive me to and from school again.
And, uh, when we got home, we'd lock the doors and check the windows.
And I didn't see my friends.
I didn't play soccer.
I dropped out of chorus.
And it just went on like this? F-For a few months.
So I went to my mom and I told her that if I couldn't live a normal life, that I was going to kill myself.
And what was her reaction to that? We started experimenting.
I-I'd go out for, like, an hour.
Or I'd walk home from school with a friend.
I knew those must have been the longest hours for my mother, but I started to feel alive again.
And what happened on June 10? I was walking home from school and I felt like a soda, so I stopped at the bodega.
By yourself? Uh, by myself.
And, um, I went to the refrigerator case and I grabbed a can and I turned around and he was standing there.
Mr.
Briggs? Mm-hmm.
And did he say anything to you? No.
He was just staring at me.
Did he touch you? Try to reach out to you? No.
And what did you do? I put the can down and I ran out of there.
Did you go home? No.
I-I went to the coffee shop next door and I called my mom.
And she came and picked me up.
That was on June 10, and on June 11 your mom began looking for Mr.
Briggs at the bodega.
Objection.
That's not a question.
Counsel is testifying.
I apologize, Your Honor.
I just have one more question.
The last time you were in court, during your little sister's murder trial, you were on the stand, and there was something that A.
D.
A.
Wakefield wouldn't allow you to say that was important to you.
You want to say it now? Your Honor.
Sit down, Ms.
Wakefield.
I just wanted to tell the court that I heard his voice.
When he broke in that night and covered my head and put me in the closet, he spoke to me, and I knew instantly who it was.
We all knew who it was.
Why did you let him out? The defense rests, Your Honor.
I can't explain it, but nothing is moving here.
Hey, Dr.
Bull.
Hey, Cable.
Uh Uh, yeah, I just put everything right over there.
Thank you.
Gabriel.
Excuse me? My name.
My name is Gabriel.
Okay.
But yours can't seriously be Danny, right? Danielle.
Ah, you see, well, that makes more sense.
Listen, can you tell your-your friend's family that I-I need to clean the place out? It's just, the landlord wants to put the apartment back on the market.
Yeah, I'll-I'll let 'em know.
I would like to go to the funeral.
Or the memorial, whatever it is that they're having.
You know.
Okay.
I'll-I'll find you, I'll, um, I'll let you know when I-I hear something.
Thank you.
No, please.
Excuse me.
Hello.
Oh, my God.
Uh, yeah.
Work, um A jury we've been waiting for just came in.
Ah.
Thanks again for your he.
Sorry.
Thank you.
It seems in the matter of The State v.
Heather Spiro, our jury is hopelessly deadlocked.
I say "hopelessly" because, according to this note, while six of our jurors find the defendant guilty, six believe her to be innocent.
I see no other choice but to declare a mistrial.
Would the prosecutor like to schedule a date for a retrial? I believe, in their inability to send a unified verdict, our jurors are sending an important message.
Perhaps because of all these months served behind bars, perhaps in the loss of a child, justice has already been served.
The State no longer believes this woman is a threat to society, and with that in mind, in the interest of justice, we move to dismiss all charges.
Can I help you? You look a little lost.
I'm sorry, uh, my name is Ellen McCrory.
My daughter used to work here.
I'm just here to pick up some of her things.
Boy, this is so not what I pictured.
Mrs.
McCrory.
Cable's mother.
I'm so sorry.
I'm Jason Bull.
Your daughter worked for me You're him.
Hmm.
Well, she, uh, she talked about you a lot.
Ah.
Lies.
Nothing but lies.
I miss her Stay right here.
I'll get somebody to help you.
Okay, thank you.
Marissa, do me a favor.
Cable's mom is in the War Room, and she's looking a little lost, so Exactly.
Appreciate it.
Thanks.
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