"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America...
"...and to the Republic for which it stands...
"...one nation under God...
"...indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
Take your wig off.
Turn and face the wall.
Face the wall.
All right, that's it.
Are you a natural blond?
Chicken Delight: He deliver!
Man, don't put that in here. She ain't my type.
That's my wife you're talking about.
She's here for our conjugal visit.
Come here and let daddy show you what he's got in his pants for you.
Shit! She got the same thing under her skirt that you got in your pants.
All right, come on, you guys, we got a lady here.
Agee, you got any concealed weapons that they didn't find up front?
-You got somethin' concealed. -But it ain't no weapon.
Why don't you strip to make sure?
A star is born!
Kirkland, watch your hands!
Hey, watch that!
Come on, Kirkland, let's go!
Hey, look at that.
Man, make a phone call for me.
-All right! -Yeah!
Where the hell is he?
What do you mean he's in jail?
My lawyer's in jail?
Contempt of court?
He's too goddamn emotional! Get him. I've had a car accident.
I haven't left the scene of the accident, I'm in it!
Can't you hear the confusion and the noise around me?
They're trying to get me out of the car!
-I'm trapped. Some son of a bitch-- -Sir, move back.
-We're trying to get you out. -Can't you see I'm on the phone?
Keep it down, for Christ's sake.
Goddamn it!
I want you to tell Arthur to get over here. I'm on the Eager Street....
Where are we? Eager Street exit.
Just tell him to get over here. You can't miss it.
I understand you took a swing at Judge Fleming. Is that true?
Kiley, why don't you do something about that kid in there?
Put him someplace else.
They're just having some fun with him, that's all.
Fun?
Sometimes the boys get bored.
With you, it's still new and exciting.
Why don't you ease up on the judge?
He's your kind of a guy, huh?
Yeah, Fleming is a tough man.
He hates scum almost as much as we do.
Good morning, Mr. Kirkland.
Come on, over here. Are you all right?
I want you to sue the son of a bitch who did this to me.
Every cent he's got. Every nickel!
-Thank God I can walk. -Carl, you all right?
Disappear.
-She wasn't hurt, there's nothing to report. -Why don't you wait in the car?
There's no need for my wife to know. After all, I was your first.
You know, Arthur? I was your first client. And you broke cherry on me.
Not the time to go down memory lane.
Let's just get you to the hospital and get you checked out.
You're the best. You get every nickel, then you have him put away.
I'll see he gets the death penalty, Carl.
-Death is okay, too. -Good.
Jesus, you stink. Somebody piss on you?
Get him out of here.
Make sure nobody uses my car phone! I'm in the hospital, some jerk calls Rome.
-I borrowed his car. -You son of a bitch! You lunatic!
Carl, you gonna have a stroke.
You'll have to deal with my lawyer!
The death penalty! You'll die for this! He's the best!
It's not even my car.
I got a terrible headache.
You'll be all right. I'll call you at the hospital.
-What about this guy here? -He says he's all right.
I mean, it's a friend's car. I just borrowed it for the night....
-How am I gonna tell him? -I think you should go to the hospital.
-No, I'm okay, but the car-- -Let me take you over to the hospital.
I borrowed it for one night and my horoscope said...
...it'd be a great day and look what happened! Shit!
Man, no, it's not going to be that way this time.
Our best bet is to request a postponement, which would put us into January.
Look at me when I'm talking to you!
DA's willing to go two years, one year probation.
That's a lot of fuckin' time, man.
Hi, Arthur.
-I ain't kissin' nobody's ass. -I'm not asking you to kiss it.
Just give it a little pat.
Arthur.
-Excuse me? -Yes?
Hold it, Wenke.
-Where are you going? -Bathroom.
-Go home. Go home and change. -No.
You look like shit. What would you say if I walked into court looking like that?
Arthur, what would you say?
I don't want to keep harping on this...
...but the Ethics Committee is checking up on everyone. Please, you gotta watch it.
Okay, I'll watch it.
Last week, two lawyers are disbarred on minor charges.
You run around and get thrown in jail for contempt of court.
Fleming got me crazy.
You push Fleming on that McCullaugh thing...
...there's going to be big trouble.
McCullaugh's innocent...
...and I can't get that goddamn Fleming to even look at the evidence, Jay.
-What do you want me to do? -You don't threaten a judge.
You don't threaten a judge!
Will you do me a personal favor?
Put this on.
Shithouse.
I got Fleming first thing this morning.
Give him my love.
The tie, I like it.
It's Fleming's favorite color.
All rise. Criminal Court of Baltimore City is now in session.
The Honorable Henry T. Fleming presiding.
Be seated.
If Your Honor, please, for the first matter...
...the State will call Case Number 57746898:
State v. Robert Wenke.
Mr. Wenke, may I ask you to step forward, please?
And how many times have you been before the bench, Mr. Wenke?
Three times, Your Honor.
Once for assault, once for arson, once for grand larceny.
And now we have indecent exposure.
What's the matter?
Can't you decide what you want to be when you grow up?
You got anything to say?
Yes, Your Honor, I'm a loyal Colts fan.
You are also a revolting, despicable scum of the earth...
...who should be squashed like a cockroach.
I object! My client has not been found guilty yet.
You're absolutely right, Counselor.
Let's see, it's now 9:40.
At 9:41, he will be guilty.
I find the defendant, Robert Wenke, guilty.
Sentence to be imposed at a later time.
I would like to request that Mr. Wenke's bail be continued.
-Bail is revoked. -Thank you, Your Honor.
Your Honor, please, the State will now call Number:
57746899.
That was good. That was very good work.
Very nice. Colt's fan. I need Colts? That's terrific, Wenke.
Then you do know it?
The big white house, you know, with the fat columns out in front.
On Greenway Avenue.
Guess how much that house is worth on the market today?
-I don't know. -Take a guess.
$7 million.
$243,000. Now that's some nut I got.
It's okay. I get enough accident cases this year, I'll be okay.
Maybe I ought to start throwing out banana peels.
Recess is almost over and all I've got left is this illegal lottery case.
Did you know that there's a guy eating something off your table?
-The guy you're prosecuting. -Yeah?
He's eating the lottery tickets.
Holy shit.
Gibson, get the hell away out! Get out!
Don't swallow! You son of a bitch!
That's my client.
Don't swallow!
Gentlemen, need I remind you, you are in a court of law?
Now, let's proceed in an orderly fashion.
What the hell are you doing?
Does the defense have anything further to add?
Your Honor....
I guess I should request a recess...
...so that my client could get something to eat.
He's obviously very hungry.
My client, McCullaugh. Could I see him for a minute?
Sure, Mr. Kirkland.
Stick your hand out.
Mr. Kirkland, what happened?
I just wanna reaffirm what I said to you yesterday. We're going to get you out.
I know you're trying, Mr. Kirkland, but this is crazy, you know?
I know it.
You told me you had the evidence to prove I'm innocent.
-lt does prove it, doesn't it? -Yes, you're innocent.
-And Judge Fleming agrees with you, right? -Right.
If everyone agrees that I'm innocent, how come I'm going back to jail?
There's enough proof. It's just that the court won't accept it.
Why not?
There's a law that says...
...that evidence must be submitted within a certain time period.
And our evidence came in three days late.
What difference does that make, even if it came in three years late?
They got the proof, so they should let me go!
I don't understand this.
That judge sends me to jail and he knows I'm innocent. What's going on here?
It's gonna take a little more time, that's all.
Any other judge would have let you out, but Fleming goes by the letter of the law.
-I don't understand that! -Jeff, I promise, I'll get you out.
He promises to get you out, buddy, don't worry.
Judge Fleming.
I want to apologize to you, sir, for my behavior in the courtroom the other day.
I don't want to hear your apologies, or anything you have to say.
That's understandable, sir.
It's just I thought that maybe we could discuss this McCullaugh case.
You and l, man to man. Off the record, sir.
If you're gonna try to make a deal with me, you might wind up right back in jail.
A deal? No, sir. I'm not trying to make a deal.
I can understand your strict enforcement of the statute.
But my client's constitutional rights are being denied.
-Don't quote the law to me. -My client's innocent.
I don't give a shit about your client.
Hi.
Hi, Mrs. Tate. How are you?
He'll be right with you.
Boy, do you look tired.
Coffee, please.
Mrs. Tate wants to talk to you. Her son broke his leg again.
Neighbor's driveway.
And Bricker wants to know if your client will settle for $60,000.
Coffee, please.
You have three new clients coming in today.
One's a whiplash, one's divorce...
...and the other one has something to do with amnesia. I don't know what it is.
Arthur, what are you doing?
No foam.
That's because it's deodorant.
And today's Tuesday, so don't forget to visit your grandfather.
-And you have to be back in court at 2:15. -Coffee, please.
You want some coffee?
Sherry, stay with me today, dear. I need you today.
Arthur.
Come here.
Hi, Judge.
We gonna get together this weekend?
I don't know. You're the only one I've been dating these days.
Come on, now.
You promised you'd go flying with me.
I gotta tell you, Judge, you know...
...l'm not too fond of anything that takes place off the ground.
Heights. I don't know. I got a thing about heights.
Come on, this is flying, it's different.
How high up do you go?
How high up do you want to go? Come on, it'll be good for you.
Sure. Besides, it gets lonesome up there.
Why don't you take your wife, Judge?
The last thing we did together was get married.
Come on, Arthur, now you promised me, remember?
-All right. What time? -Sunday morning. 10:00.
Do you always carry that thing with you?
There's law and there's order. And that's order.
Do you like egg roll?
-Yeah. -Good. Come on, let's get out of here.
Easy, easy, easy. All right, you got it.
Son of a gun.
So, it's another week already?
Another week. I don't know where time goes.
No problems, Grandpa. Everything all right?
See this one?
A wonderful woman. I went to her husband's funeral.
A fine man.
Gitel.
Hello, Sam.
How are you?
This is my grandson, Arthur.
-I'm pleased to meet you. -Pleased to meet you.
He goes to law school.
I'm a lawyer.
Take my advice. Don't be in a hurry.
He's a nice looking boy.
My grandson.
Yes.
-Good to meet you. -Pleased to have met you, too.
So, it's been a week.
Yeah, Grandpa, remember? It's been a week.
Last week we went for a ride in the car, remember?
That's a good machine.
Always give signals when you turn.
-Right. Left. -Right.
Are you a good lawyer?
Are you honest?
Well, I don't know.
Being honest doesn't have much to do with being a lawyer, Grandpa.
If you're not honest, you got nothing.
Your parents should see you now.
To hell with them.
They never cared before, why are they gonna care now?
-They're still your parents. -No.
You raised me.
You're the one who put me through law school.
You're a wonderful man, Grandpa, but your son, he's a shit.
He was born with colic.
Sam, I love you.
Look at you.
Filled out, like a man.
Soon...
...you'll look like a lawyer and you'll be a lawyer.
I am a lawyer, Sam.
I've been a lawyer for 12 years.
So, it's another week already.
-Do you know Jules Stouffer? -Yes, I do.
-He was a client of yours, right? -Yes.
Wasn't he originally represented by Alvin Burton?
Yes, that is correct.
Why did he change representation?
Because I handled him on an aggravated assault charge.
That's my area, not Burton's area, so....
Did Jules Stouffer express dissatisfaction with Mr. Burton?
No, not at all.
Burton's an excellent lawyer. You're not going after him, are you?
-We're not going after anyone-- -Do you know David Crebbs?
We're just trying to review certain accusations...
...to determine whether or not they are true...
...and to, more or less, clean our own house.
So, please, do not overdramatize these proceedings.
-This is not the McCarthy hearings. -That's a relief.
So you're not gonna ask me, "Are you now, or have you ever been, a lawyer?"
That wasn't amusing, Mr. Kirkland.
Do you know David Crebbs?
No, it wasn't, Miss....
-Packer. -Packer.
This isn't amusing. It is, however, ridiculous.
Yes, David Crebbs, I know him.
Have you ever seen--
Is this mike working?
-Do you know David Crebbs? -Why are we using microphones?
Why not just talk to each other? We're close enough.
This is a hearing, Mr. Kirkland.
-Yes, it's a hearing. -Do you know Jules Stouffer?
We've already asked that question.
We're through with Stouffer?
How about Alvin Burton?
-Do you know David Crebbs? -I already asked that.
What did he say?
He said, "Yes."
Have you ever seen him intoxicated in court?
David Crebbs has a speech impediment.
Now, if you check your records, you'll see it's there someplace.
No, that's the answer to your question.
No, he doesn't drink. Doesn't drink at all.
At this point, I would just like to say...
...that what this committee is doing, in theory, is highly commendable.
However, in practice, it sucks.
And I am not going to answer anymore questions.
What do you think we're trying to do in there?
-Wanna drink? -No.
Whatever you may think, we are not conducting some kind of a witch hunt.
What are you doing then?
You might not be aware of this...
...but there's a lot of corruption going on that nobody's doing anything about.
You think your committee is doing something about it?
Yes, I do.
That committee is a very dangerous farce.
Mr. Kirkland.
I spend 14 hours a day working on that committee.
I don't do it because it's gonna give me a couple of good laughs.
You could spend the rest of your life, you know what you'd accomplish?
Maybe ruining the careers of a few little guys...
...who happened to wipe their ass the wrong way. Other than that, nothing.
So, what do you think?
About what?
About me? What do you think?
Think I'm kinda interesting?
Somebody you'd like to have a drink with?
I think that you're crazy.
What about Daniels? Say around 7:30 PM?
I don't think so.
8:00 PM?
8:30 PM.
All right.
I'm Arthur Kirkland. You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
Yeah, my man Bambi...
...he recommended you real highly.
He said, "Arthur Kirkland, he's the man to see."
Okay, Ralph, why don't you tell me what happened?
It says here, in the report, that you were involved in a robbery.
No, sir, no.
See, what happened is, it was time to come down on a nigger.
Listen Kirkland, you know, it's like smokin'.
They gotta have a nigger every 20 minutes.
What happened is...
...I was in this alley, petting my dog, when they came down on me--
It states that the dog was attacking you...
-...when you were first seen in the alley. -Yeah?
Yeah, well, my dog, he gets like that sometimes.
It also states that the dog...
...belonged to Mrs. B. Jackson.
He sure looked like my dog. You know, he had that little--
Come on, Ralph, it also states here that when asked...
...what you were doing in the alley...
...you replied, "I don't know nothin' about that taxicab robbery."
Now, that's the truth, 'cause I don't.
How did you know there was one, Ralph?
Mr. Kirkland, there's always one.
Tell me the truth or get another lawyer. I don't need the bullshit. Let's go.
Okay.
I was in that cab, but I didn't rob it.
It was my cousin's idea. I didn't know nothin'.
He's crazy.
-What's your cousin's name? -I don't know. I mean....
-He live over on Hillsdale. -You don't know your cousin's name?
Ralph, who do you think you're talking to?
You think I'm an idiot? Okay.
I read a report, I can tell if somebody is bullshitting me or not.
Either you give me some straight answers or you get yourself another lawyer.
I don't have time to listen to some jive ass put-me-on.
Okay.
It wasn't my idea, but I did know what was coming down.
Me and my cousin, Royce...
...Royce Shavers...
...he figures...
...that since I am the way I am....
Mr. Kirkland.
I can look real fine sometimes, you know?
Yeah, I'm sure you can, Ralph.
Well, Royce figures that we can be a couple.
You know, like a man and a woman couple.
'Cause a cab driver will pick up a couple a lot faster than they will two nigger men.
We got into this cab over on Garrison Boulevard...
...and we asked him to take us down to the harbor.
You know, like we was tourists.
Hey, man, I can't go to jail, man.
I just can't do it. I can't go that place.
Please, Mr. Kirkland, you've got to help me, please.
Please.
Okay, I'll help you, Ralph. Just don't lie to me, that's all.
-Okay? -Yes, sir.
Don't lie to me. Okay?
Thank you.
Thanks for bringing me home, Gail.
Oh, God.
You really take renting an unfurnished apartment literally, don't you?
Arthur, you know, it doesn't have to stay this way.
What happened?
Did your wife take you in the divorce settlement?
She had a better lawyer.
What about your kids? You get to see them much?
Well, they're in California, you know. Phone calls, holidays.
Put the food out. I'll get the plates.
I guess I was lucky. We never had any kids.
-How long were you married? -Three years.
Were you in love?
No.
I was in love with the law.
You know what I mean?
You got a serving spoon?
Serving spoon.
Thank you.
So, do you eat out a lot?
-Yeah. Do you? -Yeah.
The committee works just about every night.
How'd you feel when you walked out on the committee today?
Did you feel all those daggers in your back?
That's a very dangerous group, you know?
Jesus. Here we go.
Why?
Why do you feel it's dangerous?
You're conning the public into thinking you're doing something, and you're not.
But we are doing something.
We are protecting the public from a lot of corrupt lawyers, is what we're doing.
You're skimming the surface. You're not going after real power.
That's scary. What real power, Arthur?
-You don't know? -No. Why don't you tell me?
Well, now we know they're definitely safe.
What makes you think you know so goddamn much?
I don't know so much.
No, tell me. What makes you the great voice of authority?
I don't pretend to be a voice of authority.
It's just that I don't think you know what you're doing, that's all.
I see. Yeah.
This is nice, don't you think?
No, I don't find this particularly nice.
I'm angry again.
-I don't like being angry. -lt's not very pleasant.
No, I don't understand how you can criticize me for what I do.
I'm not criticizing you, Gail. I mean, you're taking it too personally.
The committee is doing something about what's going on.
We are not sitting in jail at night because of contempt of court.
-Do you know what that's about? -Yeah.
You threw a punch at Judge Fleming.
-You know why? -I have no idea. Tell me.
I got a client who's in jail because of a faulty taillight...
-...and I can't get him out. -What do you mean, you can't get him out?
You wanna hear a story about our wonderful judicial system?
Sure.
There's a guy named Jeff McCullaugh. He's going down the highway one night...
...and the cops stop him because his taillight isn't working.
They pull him over to the side, run a make on him.
The computer kicks back that there's a Jeff McCullaugh...
...wanted in Alabama for assault with a deadly weapon.
Was this the same person?
No, but he fits the general description, so they arrest him.
Why didn't he tell them they had the wrong person?
He told the public defender, who I don't think really believed him...
...and he was too busy, he never even bothered to check.
-Are you serious? -No, wait, it gets better.
While Jeff is sitting in jail...
...a guard is stabbed...
...and the knife is planted in Jeff's cell.
And Jeff is brought to trial on a new charge.
This time, assaulting a guard with a deadly weapon.
And a trial date is set...
...six months from the time he was first picked up.
I'll make a long story short for you. Six months go by...
...and a very shaky, very crazy, Jeff McCullaugh, goes to court.
Now the public defender, who's defending him, he says....
He tells Jeff that he can get him off if he pleads guilty.
He'll make a deal with the judge and he'll get him off.
So he pleads guilty, even though he's innocent.
That's right.
However, the deal was made with a Judge Callahan.
The day of the trial, Judge Callahan cannot be found.
Fleming is in his place.
Fleming doesn't know anything about the deal.
Jeff pleads guilty.
Fleming sentences Jeff to five years in prison.
One little guy has already spent a year and a half in jail...
...because his lights didn't work.
I've spent the last year putting together enough evidence to prove he's innocent.
And I prove it.
I get it all together, bring it to Fleming's court, and he throws it out.
-Why? -Because it came in three days late.
Holy shit!
That's incredible!
It's not incredible. It's Fleming.
No, Arthur.
That's the law. You can't fault Fleming legally...
...'cause he was going by the letter of the law.
-Are you kidding? -No, I'm not.
You talk to me like that, you're not going to get me into bed, dear.
Yes, I will.
I've had tougher cases.
-You're so easy. -You knew that.
That's why you went out with me. Finish your egg roll.
Arthur!
You'll never guess who the police just grabbed.
-Who? -Take a guess.
Warren, please.
This may sound crazy, but Judge Fleming was just taken away.
-What do you mean, taken away? -Arrested.
Come on.
I'm telling you, they just arrested the judge.
Your very own, favorite judge.
-Judge Fleming? -Judge Fleming!
What's the joke, Warren? There's a joke connected to this.
There is no joke, Arthur. I don't know what it's all about.
They're sitting hard on this. I can't get anything from anyone.
I'll see you later.
Warren, let me know the....
-Judge, we're ready to reconvene. -Be right there.
Okay.
Congratulations, Counsel.
Thank you very much. What did I do?
-Go ahead. -Judge Fleming.
I was right. He was arrested this morning and booked.
-We know that. -But you'll never guess what for.
Take a guess.
-Well, what for? -Rape.
Fleming was booked on a rape.
-I can't stand it. -lsn't that the best?
Rape!
I don't believe it.
-That's not the best! -lt's not the best!
-Give him the punch line. -No. I'm going to tell you the punch line.
You're gonna love this. His people just called the office...
...and Mr. Fleming would like you to represent him.
Me?
Why me?
I hate the son of a bitch!
I'm going crazy!
Mr. Kirkland, as you undoubtedly know...
...Judge Fleming has been accused, falsely I might add...
...of sexually assaulting a young lady.
He wants you to represent him in this case.
Excuse me.
-What, may I ask, is so funny? -I just think...
...it's just crazy.
I don't think it sounds so crazy, not really.
There are two lawyers up in the third floor men's room who think differently.
As a matter of fact, one of them, right now...
...is laughing so hard, he's choking in the sink.
I'm aware that I'm not particularly well liked.
But the fact remains...
...I am innocent and I fully intend to have that proven in a court of law.
Mr. Bates and I feel, in this particular situation...
...you would be the perfect lawyer to handle my defense.
What is this?
You got together, put your little heads together and came up with that one.
That's a beauty.
The real question is, why?
Why me, fellas? Come on.
We need you for political reasons.
-Political reasons? -Yes.
What kind of political reasons?
This case will create a tremendous amount of media coverage.
The animosity between you and the judge is well known.
But we can use that to our advantage.
Why else would you defend a man you dislike so much...
...unless he was truly innocent?
-And he is, you know. -Remarkable.
But you see, personally...
...I don't give a shit.
-Why you smug son of a bitch! -Henry!
I never committed a crime in my life.
Judge, if you're innocent...
...truly innocent, you don't need me.
Get yourself another lawyer.
What are you laughing at?
I really hate to tell you this, but...
...you remind me a little of my ex-husband.
In what way?
Because, during sex, he would always say:
"Go."
-"Go"? -Yeah.
I don't say, "Go."
I heard you say, "Go."
No. I don't say, "Go."
"Go" is dumb.
I say, "God."
-Are you sure you didn't say, "Go"? -I'm sure.
I could have sworn I heard a couple of go's.
That was, "God."
I said, "Oh."
It sounded like, "Go."
And then I said, "God."
Oh, God!
Yeah?
Who is it?
Arthur! It's Jay.
Jay?
-What the hell? -lt's my partner.
It's so late.
All right, all right.
What do you say?
Hell of a night, tonight!
It's 2:00 in the morning.
I know it's 2:00. The bar's just closed.
-So, what are you doing here? -I came to ask you a question.
Yeah, what?
-I'm a good lawyer, right? -Right.
I got Earl Soames off. Right?
-What are you talking about, Jay? -I got Earl Soames.
Yeah, you got him off.
No, no. I didn't just get him off.
I got him off on murder.
And we all know that Mr. Soames did it.
Right, he did it, Jay. He was guilty.
-We all know that. -Brilliant defense.
Brilliant.
Brilliant defense, Arthur.
Brilliant. Right.
-Brilliant! -Right.
Brilliant!
I got him off on a technicality.
I know, Jay. Right. Good.
Mr. Soames did it again.
What do you mean?
At 12:00 tonight, he went out and he killed two kids.
Jesus.
I mean, he killed kids, you see.
I gotta take a piss.
-My partner. -There's women in here.
Hello.
Arthur, what's going on?
Come on, it won't hurt you! Just duck a little!
You got about three feet there.
For Christ's sake, come on, get in.
How you feeling? You ready to go?
Well, I thought you flew planes, you know, with wings.
No, no. I've been flying helicopters ever since Korea. Come on, get in.
Here now, button up. Close the door.
I gotta tell you, Judge...
...l'm not too happy about this.
Relax, Arthur, now just relax.
Do you think maybe we could just sort of, you know, go out a bit?
Kinda just go and hover?
We'll do any goddamn thing you want.
Now, hold onto your cojones.
Pretty, ain't it?
I don't wanna talk.
What?
I don't wanna talk!
Did you ever skydive?
-Skydive? Did you ever skydive? -No. Why?
You ought to try it.
You might learn something.
You know, I was skydiving once and my main chute didn't open.
I pulled my reserve which didn't open either.
There I was, plunging to the earth.
Just as I hit the treetops, I discovered the meaning of life.
Which is?
It sucks, Arthur. It really sucks!
They used to keep Native Dancer down there.
-Native Dancer, the horse! -Yeah.
They used to keep him down there.
Beautiful animal.
Where are we going?
You wanna go someplace in particular?
No! Down! I would prefer to go down.
Now just relax, Arthur. Just relax and enjoy it.
The old Chinese proverb.
Great, ain't it?
My, my!
Yeah, let me show you something.
Look at that.
Wild, isn't it?
Oh, boy.
-We've hit it. -Hit what? What? What did we hit?
The halfway point. There's a little game I play.
Each time I go out, I calculate how much fuel I have...
...and how far I can go and still get back on it.
Then I figure out the halfway point, and I go just a little beyond it.
You mean, we're beyond the halfway point?
Yeah.
You mean we're not going to make it back?
Well, maybe, maybe not.
Well, land. Land! Put it down!
Arthur, come on now, we're all right.
If we're beyond the halfway point, Judge, we're not all right. Land!
Here we go! Headin' back.
Sixteen years of marriage, and my wife still won't eat Chinese food.
It's crazy. Especially since we met in a Chinese restaurant.
How are we doing?
Where are we? Are we back yet?
Trust me. I know what I'm doing.
It's a protest on her behalf. She relates Chinese food to our marriage.
We're not gonna make it back!
I knew it! I knew it!
We're not gonna make it back! I knew it!
Arthur, look at that. Didn't I tell you I got good instincts?
Hang on, Arthur. Hang on, now.
Hang on. I'll get us back! Hang on, Arthur. We'll make it!
Oh, God!
Home free.
We almost made it right on the button.
Another 90 feet.
I told you I had good instincts.
Come on, let's go ashore.
God!
Shit! My wheel.
Come on, Arthur.
It's easier when you take the belt off. That's it.
You all right?
We'll get some coffee.
You'll be all right. Your adrenaline's still charged.
You got to admit though, it makes you feel alive, vital.
When I think that we could be dead right now, I tell ya....
Listen, why is everyone so preoccupied with death?
I'm not usually preoccupied with it...
...but this certainly seems like a valid time. Wouldn't you say?
How about another chicken salad sandwich?
-Arthur? -No.
Listen, let's get back to Fleming.
You won't even consider taking his case?
Nope. Not interested.
You'd better be interested, Arthur.
Because there's some very powerful people in this town who can ruin your career.
Ruin my career? What do you mean?
Well, they can have you disbarred.
-Do you want some more coffee? -Yeah.
Disbarred? What are you talking about, disbarred?
Did you ever have a client named Ernest Drago?
Sure. Yeah, Drago, yeah. What about him?
You gave information to the police on the QTthat led to his arrest and conviction.
Drago was a nut!
Drago was insane.
He used to sit in my office and rattle off some of the most grotesque fantasies.
I handled him on a burglary charge, and I used to hear that stuff every day.
He would tell me these fantasies. One of his favorites was:
What would happen if he stuck a firecracker in somebody's mouth?
That was one of his favorites.
So, I read in the newspapers that there was this nut...
...holding people up with a gun, forcing cherry bombs in their mouths.
-I knew it was Drago, so I told the police. -lt doesn't matter.
But you didn't prevent a crime.
You betrayed a client. You violated the Code of Ethics.
What the hell are you talking about? What the hell is going on here?
Arthur, they want you.
You're a very principled, ethical lawyer with no political ties.
I tell ya.
They want me to defend Fleming because of my moral integrity...
...and if I don't defend him, they're gonna have me disbarred for being unethical.
Put aside your personal feelings.
Take the case.
You've worked too hard.
Come on, don't throw your career away.
I can't believe this. I tell ya, I just don't believe it.
Judge, I want McCullaugh freed.
-Nothing can be done. -Now, I don't buy that, Judge.
Just reopen the case, that's all I'm asking.
Reopen the case and give me a crack at a jury. I'll get him acquitted.
Now look, you are in no position to ask for anything.
But...
...l'll see what I can do to help.
Perhaps there's an exception to the statute.
Okay.
So....
Why don't you tell me about the girl?
This Leah Shepard. Can you tell me anything about her?
What do you want to know?
I saw her on a couple of occasions. She works over at City Hall.
Did you have sex with her, first date?
Yes, I did. First and second time.
That's why this whole thing makes no sense to me.
What do you think happened to her?
I assure you that I did not rape her, but....
I really don't know.
Maybe some angry boyfriend showed up after I left.
Angry boyfriend?
That's a little mild, don't you think?
I mean, she wasn't just raped, she was sadistically beaten...
...and sodomized.
That goes a little bit beyond an angry boyfriend.
You're right. I'm sorry.
I don't know how I get into this thing.
I've been involved in the law for over 30 years...
...and I tell you, I can't find five people out there...
...who are willing to believe that I'm innocent. Not five of them.
Will you take a lie detector test?
Why? A polygraph is not admissible evidence.
I know, I would just like you to do it for me.
-I'll think about it. -No.
I said that I would think about it.
You can't do this.
No. I need a polygraph to prepare your case.
-Now, if I'm going to be your lawyer-- -lf you're going to be my lawyer?
Mr. Kirkland, you are my lawyer.
I know, I'm your lawyer, I know about that.
As your lawyer, there are certain demands I'm going to--
As I've said to you before, you don't ask for anything.
You don't demand anything.
Now, sit down. I've got a lot of work to do.
I said, sit down.
Leave it out here.
Jeff, what happened to you?
Somebody beat me up.
What for?
I don't know. I didn't ask.
Listen, Jeff, I talked to Fleming.
We're going to work something out. We're gonna get you out of here.
When?
Well, it's gonna take a couple weeks, Jeff. Three weeks tops.
I promise you, I'll get you out by then.
-Three weeks? -Three weeks. That's the best I can do.
-You're kidding me. -lt's the best I can do, Jeff.
What am I suppose to do?
I don't know, you're gonna have to hang in there.
-You're gonna have to take care of yourself. -Take care of myself?
I got myself locked up in solitary just to get away from some guys.
I don't know how to fight.