(male narrator) Tonight on "Spenser For Hire."
Excuse me for not knockin'. I know it's rude.
But so is talking about me behind my back.
[g*nshots]
(female #) 'That man has a g*n.'
It's alright. It's not as big as mine.
- Choose. - Between good and evil?
Compassion does a lot more for my socks
than French mustard.
My, my, your life's just full of coincidence.
I dabble in prostitution.
Well, isn't that what losers do?
[g*nsh*t]
You're a dead man!
Clayton!
[engine revving]
[theme music]
[music continues]
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[indistinct chattering]
(male #) 'Get her!'
(male #) 'Hey, hold her!'
[sobbing]
[screaming]
[screaming continues]
Lydia?
(Lydia) 'Help!'
[screaming continues]
[g*nsh*t]
Move! Go!
Get outta here.
My bag. He's got my bag.
Take care of her.
[upbeat music]
It's okay. It's gonna be alright.
It's okay, Lydia.
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[grunting]
(Spenser) 'Careful.'
Defacing a historical monument is misdemeanor.
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(Spenser) All George Washington had to worry about
was defeating the red coats and founding a new nation.
He'd never had a lunch date turn into a Kn*fe fight.
But don't misunderstand.
I wasn't thinking about getting my picture on the dollar bill.
I was just interested in getting some answers.
You gotta get my bag. You got to. Please, or I'm dead.
- I'm dead. You gotta get it. - Quiet, Lydia.
- Lydia, we'll try. - You gotta get my bag.
What was that all about?
I don't know. Maybe she's in shock.
[engine starting]
What?
A woman out of jail on parole, begs you to meet her.
Won't explain why.
Then says she's dead if we don't get her purse back.
[siren blaring]
You don't think the att*ck was a coincidence?
Not a chance.
I'm going to the hospital to be with her.
I got the right to remain silent.
Scum like you don't have any rights.
Spenser, come on. Come on, Spenser!
I got the right to remain silent.
'And I got the right to a lawyer.'
Card's in my jacket pocket.
All you have to do is call him.
Tell him to meet me at the station.
Figures. Bryce Taylor.
[dramatic music]
(Spenser) 'He att*cked me with a Kn*fe.
'We struggled. I subdued him'
'and turned him over to Officer Ryan.
You make it sound so easy.
Why don't you come back here and work for us?
Not a chance.
Can you give me a make on the kid who stole the purse?
Can't you squeeze it out of that kid I just collared for you?
What was his name? Malea?
Are you serious?
Taylor will have that kid outta here in one hour. Tops.
Bryce Taylor is really representing a sleaze like that?
Malea is one of the cleaner one's.
I thought Taylor left town.
Maybe he's a ghost.
(Bryce) 'But well, that many kids.'
Half of whom fit the description of my client.
How can any witness be sure that my client's the assailant?
I can.
(Spenser) 'Now, how did that kid get your card?'
(Bryce) 'Well, the first month I was back in Boston'
'I had no business at all.'
'Very few people remembered me and those who did, well..'
'Anyway, I gave out my cards to every bail bondsmen in town.'
(Spenser) 'Are you the attorney of record for that punk?'
(Bryce) 'Not Yet.'
How 'bout Lydia? Girl he put in the hospital.
Would it lessen your indignation to know
she's a recently convicted prost*tute out on parole?
I already know that.
Well, then, you should also know
that the possession of a w*apon..
...nevermind wounding someone with it
is enough to send her back to jail.
Look, defending her own life puts her back in jail.
And that punk goes free, there's something wrong with the law.
You don't say.
What're you asking me to do, Spenser?
- Choose. - Between good and evil?
Is it really that tough?
[instrumental music]
Bryce Taylor had been a man I'd respected.
And seeing what he'd become
did things to my stomach I didn't enjoy.
[indistinct chattering]
[instrumental music]
I hoped a little elemental detective work
would improve things.
But a trail as easy to follow as Rick Malea's
wasn't much of a challenge.
I hoped the personal confrontation
would be more interesting.
How you doin', Rick?
I'm sewin' you Spenser for as*ault and battery.
Ah, you don't wanna do that.
See, you might win. And then I'd end up in prison with you.
You wouldn't like that.
You got no business with Rick.
You know, you're right.
I'm actually looking for your pal, the purse snatcher.
'Lydia Wilson's purse.'
We don't know no Lydia Wilson.
Or anything about a purse. Do we, Conan?
No.
- Conan? - That's right. Conan.
Look, Rick. You're not always gonna have
the big guy here to intimidate me.
So why don't you reconsider and try co-operating?
Now I'm sure you both gonna wanna see me again.
So when you do for whatever reason
I'm in the phonebook.
Name is Spenser. Thanks.
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[indistinct chattering]
- Lydia? - Hmmm.
The doctor says you're gonna be alright.
Hmmm.
Lydia, can you hear me?
I'm a friend of Spenser's.
My name is Bryce Taylor. I'm an attorney.
I wanna help you.
Look. Here's my card.
Sir, you're disturbing this patient.
Nonsense, I'm here to reassure her.
She's retained me.
That was one of the most disgraceful scenes
I've ever witnessed.
- And who are you young lady? - Susan Silverman.
I can't believe you're a friend of Spenser.
Bryce Taylor. A good friend of Spenser's.
That's why I'm here. He told me about Lydia.
Really? Did he also tell you to talk to her now?
Or is it your practice to acquire clients
while they're still under anesthesia?
A good defense requires preparation.
The sooner I begin, the greater
the likelihood of a successful defense.
Just a minute. I need help. I need your help.
Now, how is it you know Lydia?
She's part of a group.
A support group of women just out of prison.
I'm working with them on an internship from Harvard.
What's your opinion of her?
She's bright. Very eager to improve herself.
But very much..
Do you really think you can help her?
I am going to defend Lydia Wilson.
I'll do the best I can.
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Believe it or not, sitting on stakeout
is not the most exciting part of detective work.
You can't read. You can't even listen to the radio.
Because that's distracting.
And the moment you get distracted
the cat's out of the bag.
Or the rats out of the hole.
Depending on your preference of metaphor.
In this case, rodent was definitely
the subspecies I was dealing with.
Some guy I don't know came into the bar today
askin' about Lydia's purse.
Malea's certain.
(Spenser) 'Excuse me for not knocking.'
I know it's rude but so is talking about me behind my back.
Who the hell are you?
You look like a bright guy. I'll bet you can guess.
I'll bet I can too.
Clayton, right?
It's what you are that's still in doubt.
Sergeant Clayton. Boston P.D. Vice.
This a branch office?
I'm a man who likes to stay close to my work.
I can see that. With the company you keep.
Tell me 'bout Lydia Wilson.
You know, pal, you're a little bit confused.
Cops ask the questions.
Dirtbags like you answer them.
[grunting]
Ah!
[grunting]
Anytime you wanna continue this interrogation
you just let me know.
Just don't charge me with civilian brutality.
You picked the wrong side.
[dramatic music]
(male on TV) 'Justice is at stake here in Boston.'
And soon will be on trial.
That's the reason for this press conference.
'This woman. This frail woman.'
This Lydia Wilson admits to having been a prost*tute.
Out on parole and having served time for the offense.
Find out from Clayton what went wrong.
Yes, sir. Mr. Camaris.
(male on TV) '...healthy member of this society'
when she was brutally att*cked by a dozen hoodlums.
I think it was Jack Dempsey who said
"To be fit, is to be ready."
As a would-be world class detective
I aspire to regular workouts.
And I knew Jack wouldn't forgive me
if I skipped the gym.
(Hawk) 'Very Soft.'
Hey, Hawk.
That's what I like about you, Hawk.
Your capacity for understatement.
You're the one with a flare for the dramatic.
'All over the news about you and Ms. Lydia Wilson.'
Her lawyer Bryce Taylor's the man of the hour.
Of course, you probably been too busy to keep up.
I've been discussing current events
with a vice cop named Clayton.
My, my, my, your life's just full of coincidence.
- You know him? - 'Know of him.'
Word is, he uses his juice as a vice cop
to keep the gals in line down in the zone.
He's an enforcer.
Thanks George.
Yeah. A lady gets out of line with her daddy
first thing you know is she's busted by Clayton.
On the way downtown funny things happen.
They resist and he's forced to subdue them.
I ran into one of his pals. Muscles on top of muscles.
Calls himself "Conan the Barbarian."
I call him "Conan the Runt."
One difference between he and Clayton is when he beats up
on a woman, it's strictly business.
Clayton does it just for pleasure?
Mmm-hmm.
Well, tell me..
Why'd you really come down here today?
Fortune-teller say you pitchin'
a twi-night doubleheader here.
'It'll be real sensible to hire me.'
Not today.
What you should be sayin' is "Maybe tomorrow."
- Maybe tomorrow. - Ha-ha, ha-ha.
(female #) 'It's scary. When you meet new people'
'you feel like you're wearin' a big sign, you know.'
'"Jailbird."'
It's like, it's two different worlds.
They don't know, them on the outside
what's it's like on the inside.
And, uh..
...I don't know anymore what they're thinkin'.
Well, you shouldn't do that to yourself.
There's no mark on you.
Some people when they know will be hard but..
Most people will try to give you a break.
Well, so far I only met one person who's done that.
- Aww. - Amen.
[g*nsh*t]
(female #) 'When does the-- Hey, what was that?'
An old Scottish prayer begs protection from things
that go bump in the night.
For Rick, it was more than a child's nightmare.
In the enigma of life, I wondered what had
frightened him enough to send him into my front door.
Which was a philosophical questioning
compared to Rick's last thoughts.
I wondered if he even knew what k*lled him.
You know somethin', Spenser?
You're a lucky man to be
a regular customer of the department.
'We usually charge extra for housecalls.'
You got any idea why the deceased
was knockin' on your door?
'Maybe after the run-in you had this afternoon'
'he wasn't gonna get even.'
'And then somebody else nailed him.'
Who? You mean, Hawk?
Maybe.
The guy was a weasel, Marty.
The only reason he'd come here is because
he was more afraid of somebody else.
(Martin) 'Like who?'
You know a vice cop named Clayton?
Oh, yeah!
Hey, you're not afraid of playin' dirty, are ya?
- What kinda cop is he? - A temporary one, I hope.
He's on suspension.
Under investigation by internal affairs.
I met him this afternoon.
Seemed to be the zealous type.
Yeah, well, the charges are no secret.
Clayton was bringin' in a prost*tute.
She resisted arrest.
He subdued her and she d*ed. Concussion.
You'll probably get a chance to ask him
about it yourself, Spenser.
Clayton's pet name of the department is the "Elephant."
'And not just because of his size either.'
He never forgets.
And he's real patient about gettin' even.
How come you thought it was Hawk here tonight?
And don't tell me intuition.
I'm surprised you didn't hear about the dead hooker.
- How was that? - 'Your pal, Hawk.'
He claimed the body. Paid for the burial.
'It was first class all the way.'
[engine starting]
I didn't know why Clayton would k*ll a streetkid
like Rick Malea.
But since the kid was coming to me
it must have been tied to his att*ck on Lydia Wilson.
That tied Clayton to Lydia.
And Quirk said he was directly responsible
for another h**ker's death.
I got to thinking maybe he wasn't just
b*ating up women for kicks.
Maybe he was part of something bigger.
The death of the other girl explained
why Hawk had come to me too.
He'd never talk about it but it was clear
he had a personal score of his own to settle with Clayton.
Officer Clayton. You looking for something?
Who are you?
Let's just say we had a mutual friend.
- Missy Porter. - Missy?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
You're not her pimp.
No, no, no. no. I'm not.
I'm a student of medical phenomenon
however with an insatiable curiosity.
For example, how does a pound girl of get to be so strong
that the only way you can subdue her is to k*ll her?
Why don't you do yourself a favor, mister.
Don't stick your nose into police business.
Oh, I have great respect for law and order.
It's you who make tragic mistakes.
First, Missy Porter. Now, Lydia Wilson.
You know, guys like you, you don't make threats.
Guys like you, you say "Yes, sir." And you mean it.
I'm going to be watching you, Officer Clayton.
All the time.
Don't bother looking behind you. Because you won't see me.
But from now on, you will never walk alone.
You blacks.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Well, I know who I am. The name is Hawk.
(Bryce) 'Well, Spenser, to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?
(Spenser) 'I hear you've decided to represent Lydia after all.'
(Bryce) 'Well, yes. After we had out talk, uh'
'I figured it was the right thing to do.'
(Spenser) 'Right thing to do?'
'Bryce, I heard about your press conference.'
'What the hell is this?'
'You used to have contempt for lawyers'
'who tried their cases in the press.'
(Bryce) 'Well, maybe times have changed.'
'And tactics along with them.'
Maybe the only way to get Lydia a fair shake
is to let people know what she's up against.
Remake your reputation in the process.
Is there something so wrong with that?
No, not unless it's the primary reason you've taken the case.
No matter. You've picked the right client.
- Lydia and not Rick. - Oh, yeah? How's that?
Rick's dead.
Last night out in front of my place. Assailant unknown.
Why did Rick come to see you?
Ask for help. Tell me something.
Because of what was in Lydia's purse?
(Spenser) 'That's what I figure.'
Susan and I waited for her yesterday morning.
She said she needed help. Had some information.
'She was afraid to go to the police with it.'
You think the police are mixed up in this?
Not the police. An ex-vice cop named Clayton.
Clayton?
He was part of Lydia's arrest file.
Part of the court record.
'He was the officer who brought her in.'
She didn't happen to try to resist arrest, did she?
How did you know that?
It contributed her going to jail.
'She reportedly att*cked Clayton with a Kn*fe.'
They had to hit her several times to..
Subdue her.
Parole violation in the case of Lydia Wilson.
'Is the defendant present?'
No, Your Honor. She's still in the hospital.
(Judge) 'In that event, this hearing will be recessed'
'until such time as the defendant can be present. '
Your Honor, before we recess it is my obligation to bring
some new evidence to the court's attention.
'This morning, operating under a warrant.'
Police searched the defendant's apartment.
They discovered there were controlled chemical substances
'as well as drug paraphernalia.'
Your Honor, the defense has no knowledge of these..
...alleged new developments.
That's why the prosecution
is making this disclosure, Your Honor.
If it pleases the court, the defense needs time
to examine these charges.
I request a continuance.
Continuance granted.
(Bryce) 'What's going on? I didn't know Lydia had a drug problem.
She doesn't. I've worked with her for two months.
And if she did, I'd know about it.
It's Clayton. It's got to be.
I mean, he probably planted the stuff there
and then tipped off the cops.
With her back in jail, she's no problem to him.
What are we gonna do?
I don't know. We get something on Clayton.
- But what? - I don't know.
Some piece of evidence that'll make him back off.
Well, what kind of evidence are you talking about?
How are you gonna find it?
We manufacture it if we have to.
How could you do that?
He's already done it to Lydia. We fight fire with fire.
I'm gonna keep that girl outta jail.
- 'That lawyer?' - 'Taylor.'
(Susan) 'Right.'
Did he hire you to help us with Lydia's defense?
Not exactly.
Now the secret of what I'm about to do
to this sauce is the French mustard.
Madam, get ready.
Because it's gonna roll your socks up and down.
Then why are you helping him?
Eight years ago, when I quit the force.
Taylor was one of the biggest lawyers in town.
He was always slugging it out for a good cause.
Always on the side of the little guy.
And you were one of his good causes.
He gave me my first job as a private investigator.
And my second job.
And my third job.
By then people realised that he trusted me.
So they trusted me too.
And the rest as they say, is history.
What happened to him? How did he get this way?
He had lot of personal problems.
His wife d*ed of cancer.
It wasn't easy but he stayed with her..
...till the very end.
Spenser, that happens to a lot of people
and they don't fall apart the way he did.
Then he ran for D.A. Was close, but he lost.
Then he quit his practise and..
...till today I hadn't seen him in..
Do you really think he can help Lydia?
I hope so.
You owe him that much that you'd risk
sending another client to jail?
Bryce Taylor believed in me when nobody else did.
You know what I believe?
What?
I believe that a little compassion
does a lot more for my socks than French mustard.
[instrumental music]
[dramatic music]
- 'Thanks.' - 'Hey, yeah.'
Alright, let's dump this crud in the river
and let's get outta here.
[music continues]
(male #) 'Hey, Stewart.'
[camera flashes]
- 'Hey.' - 'Whoa.'
- Spread out. - 'Okay.'
(male #) 'There he is.'
[grunting]
[grunting]
[grunting]
[grunting]
Ah!
Who are you?
Friend of Spenser's. Now get outta here.
- 'My camera.' - 'Move.'
[g*nsh*t]
[instrumental music]
(Hawk) 'I'm glad you can't see in the dark.'
Come on, Officer Clayton. I'm resistin' arrest.
[g*nsh*t]
Not now, toughman.
Now is too easy.
[laughing]
You made a big mistake.
[laughing]
Because you are dead.
You hear me?
You're a deadman.
[Hawk laughing]
[instrumental music]
Shakespeare wrote, "Tempt not, a desperate man."
Taylor was proof he was right.
But he was more than desperate.
[car horn honking]
He was also a stranger.
I got questions I wanna ask you but I'm gonna ask just one.
Why'd you do it?
- Well, to save the girl-- - No!
If that's the reason. If that's what you think.
Then what you did wasn't just dangerous, it was stupid.
Easy, man. He's been through a rough night.
It's gonna get a lot rougher.
Well, what you doin' at the Charles river tonight?
Demonstrating modern sailsmanship.
See, first you give the customer a free introductory offer.
Then you close the deal.
- Okay, you're on. - Good.
(Hawk) 'I hate to pay my own dry cleanin' bills.'
- 'You know what I mean.' - 'I know what you mean.'
What happened to you, Bryce?
Where'd it go wrong?
Corrosion.
You work everyday with the dregs of society.
Most of them guilty. Almost all of them, bad.
Or you tell yourself that everyone's
entitled to a good defense.
They talk about the law and all it's power and majesty.
And all the while you're using it to save these terrible men.
And slowly their stain wears off on you.
There were these two kids in Texas.
Very, very poor.
They were accused of raping and murdering
a woman very, very rich.
I knew they were innocent. I knew it.
But all the evidence was against me.
And all the evidence was circumstantial.
These two young, innocent men are going to die.
So, I..
So you manufacture something to get 'em off.
Yes.
- And? - They were acquitted.
And months later in California
they r*ped and k*lled a sixteen year old girl.
So you quit because you were wrong?
Nothing so noble. I was found out.
'It was either disbarment'
or a ten year retirement.
A few months ago, after I started up again
'I told myself I'd never get involved'
'with a client emotionally again.'
But then, of course Lydia came along.
You saw her as a ticket back to the top.
Except Clayton planted the dr*gs in her apartment.
And it started to happen all over again.
I was terrified I was going to lose.
Not just the case but..
...maybe my last case.
Yeah.
Well, isn't that what losers do?
[dramatic music]
Oh, I understand you had a moment of excitement last night
when you delivered the payroll to the drivers.
Yeah. A little trouble.
A little trouble?
Somebody takes pictures?
One of the toughest muscle and g*ns in Boston beats you up?
We could all go to jail till they forget we're there.
And that's your idea of a little trouble?
We found the camera. It was busted.
Hawk ain't gonna go to the cops.
It's between him and me.
How did someone as dumb as you ever make it to the cops?
Somebody was out there.
That somebody got away and that somebody knows enough
to take care of all of us.
Yeah, it was Taylor.
That lawyer who's got the hooker case.
One of the guys saw him on TV.
'He's nobody.'
Taylor?
Bryce Taylor?
Yeah, I think I got a way to take care of him.
Let me handle that.
Thinking's not what you do best.
- 'And Clayton..' - Yeah?
There are millions to be made dumping waste.
If I thought anything else was going on
I wouldn't hesitate to dump the source of my irritation
in the Charles too.
Even you should be smart enough to understand that.
Nothing matters.
Who's gonna take my word against that cop, Clayton?
Lydia, what are you saying?
Spencer's working to help you.
What I had could've got him
knocked right off the police force.
Might've sent him to jail.
That's why they took your purse
because you had evidence against him?
I hate that man, Clayton.
I was looking through all the stuff in his apartment
tryin' to find something and I did.
'Bottom of a check.'
The part you keep.
From Chimera's trekking for one week's pay.
- What was the check for? - I don't know.
But I do know it must've been something bad
to be worth four grand.
You don't get that for drivin' a truck.
You sure it was $?
[sighing]
And the reason you hate Clayton so much
is because he arrested you and sent you to jail?
Not really.
He helps Conan and the other pimps punish us.
'Beats us up.'
Awful.
He enjoys it.
What were you doing at his apartment?
Was he trying to force you back into prostitution?
Not exactly.
You see, Clayton's got a thing for me.
I'm his favorite.
'God knows I don't wanna be with him.'
But when I got out of jail
he said I was his.
That I had no choice.
'Either do whatever he wants'
'or go back to jail.'
[sobbing]
I'm scared of him, Susan.
One of these days, he's gonna k*ll me.
I just know it.
[door slamming]
Uh!
Oh!
[grunting]
Well, Bryce..
Haven't seem you in years.
Not long enough.
Oh, but I'm disappointed.
I mean, you'll excuse the pun
to see how low you've fallen.
You actually live in there?
At least, it's honest.
How do you expect to attract customers
with an attitude like that?
'And I am a potential customer'
'come here to talk a deal.'
Yeah?
Why do you need all these employees?
'It's just to prove to you I'm serious.'
Look, I don't wanna waste time.
You've a client. A black hooker.
'If she gets on the stand, she could, uh..'
'...possible hurt me.'
Your name never has to come in into this.
I can get her off by proving brutality
'on the part of the vice cop.'
Unfortunately, that vice cop works for me.
'You see, I've expanded my interests.'
I, um... I dabble in prostitution.
Clayton was my enforcer.
When he got suspended from the department
'I made him one of my paymasters.'
Sort of like unemployment insurance?
I like that.
So a man in your position who can still make jokes.
Just what is my position?
Assuming I'm around beyond this evening.
Uh..
I can see an immensely profitable one
assuming you've learned anything.
'First, you plea bargain your client.'
But that would send her back to jail.
She's used to jail.
How accustomed are you to die?
However, if you cooperate
if you're neat and tidy about this thing
I can throw a lot of business your way.
Just imagine what kind of business that is.
It's like I said
that's an attitude problem.
Now when's the hearing?
Tomorrow morning. o'clock.
Then by noon, you'll be on your way to bein' a wealthy man.
And I'll be there.
I like to see my employees at work.
Ah!
[dramatic music]
[instrumental music]
Jean Paul Satre wrote about hell
as a place of our own creation.
Bryce Taylor, some people said
had been marked with greatness.
Now, I suffered with him
the pain of expectations denied.
This has got to be the spot.
It's filthy.
You can see all the plant life is dead.
Look at the pollution in the water.
What are we gonna do about it?
Oh, you wanna arouse the masses? Hah!
You think they care unless they can see it
or smell it in their own backyard?
Let's just talk about your backyard.
You lost someone you love very much to cancer.
This has nothing to do with Emily.
It has everything to do with her.
What they're dumping in this river is toxic.
It doesn't just k*ll fish.
It kills men, women and children.
Damn it, Spenser. Leave me alone.
I can't do that. Look at yourself, Bryce.
I mean, really look..
...at what's happened to you.
'And don't give me that crock about corrosion.'
'I'm not buyin' it.'
What do you want me to say? That I'm afraid?
- Yes, at least that's honest. - 'Well, I am!'
You're damn right, I am.
Camaris threatened to k*ll me.
Then bury him with this case. Put him away!
You're the one that needs to look at me, Spenser.
'But the way I am right now'
not the way you think I was ten years ago.
What is it?
You don't like what you see because you
you're afraid that if it could happen to me
'It could happen to you?'
I don't like what I see because
it's a bigger waste than all that.
It's a waste of a good man.
Let go of me, Spenser.
I don't have it anymore.
I don't want it anymore.
You think you can save the world by good intentions
with integrity, with honor?
Well, it doesn't happen.
I find Clayton, he turns state's evidence.
Then you got a case.
Don't you ever give up?
Givin' up is a bad habit. Somebody told me that once.
Somebody who was wondering if that's why
I was leaving the police department.
Who told me that if I was going out on my own
that the main thing that I had to guard against was myself.
That part of all of us that wants to quit
when it looks like we can't have it the way we want it.
'That's somebody I'll always owe, Bryce.'
It's somebody who gave me, my first case.
Who gave me my first chance to prove I can make it on my own.
[traffic bustling]
It's your choice.
Have you thought about what might happen
if you can't bring Clayton in?
Yeah.
Then you have another choice to make.
You owe me, huh?
"Mine honor is my life.
"Both grow in one.
"Take honor from me
and my life is done."
Richard II.
Dreiden said it was an empty bubble.
Are we gonna find out?
Let's do that.
'But, if it doesn't work out'
you don't owe me anything else, okay?
Deal.
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(Hawk) 'Excuse me, sir.'
Are you here for a checkup?
No.
Oh..
You don't look well at all.
[grunting]
Nurse.
[snapping fingers]
Get this man right down to emergency.
I think he has a concussion.
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[g*nsh*t]
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(female #) Be careful, doctor. That man has a g*n.
It's alright. It's not as big as mine.
[tires screeching ]
[snapping fingers]
[crowd bustling]
[engine revving]
What are your chances for acquittal?
Uh, very good, I think.
There's a rumor around that you've made some sort of a deal.
Uh, the hearing will answer all questions.
Think you'll be going back to jail, Miss Wilson?
That's always possible but, uh
there's every hope the Judge will rule against it.
[crowd bustling]
(male #) 'I'm sorry. I'm sorry, dude.'
'No cameras or recorders without clearance allowed in the court.
I'll see you after the trial.
This could be the beginning
of a very useful relationship.
Come on, Lydia. It's time.
I hate courtrooms.
Lydia won't get no breaks in here.
- Well, maybe this time-- - Everytime.
That's justice.
Come on.
[indistinct conversations]
Clayton!
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[indistinct shouting]
[g*nshots]
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[truck horn blaring]
Clayton!
In this hearing of the Commonwealth versus Lydia Wilson
I understand that the prosecution
and the defense has come to an agreement.
Uh, Your Honor
I'd like to make a statement.
Very well, Mr. Taylor.
Proceed.
Ah, the defendant, uh
Lydia Wilson was an innocent in this situation
'and she still is.'
Unlike most of my recent clients.
[indistinct laughter]
[banging on gavel]
Lydia was the oldest of six children.
Her mother worked to support them all.
At eight, Lydia became the real mother to her siblings.
She fed them.
Took care of them.
Washed their clothes, cleaned the house.
'And when the children were--'
Your Honor, the people have already reached an agreement
with the defendant.
'Consel's oration, however emotional'
'is completely irrelevant.
Counsel is advised to get to the point expeditiously.
'Counsel!'
'How do you plead your client?'
Counsel?
Uh..
I withdraw my plea for Lydia Wilson.
'Speak up, counsel!'
'What did you say?'
No plea bargaining.
[crowd muttering]
My client is not the guilty party here.
I am prepared to defend her against all charges.
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They're gonna be charges filed for dumping toxic waste.
You better think about saving your own skin.
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Spenser!
Thanks.
Anytime.
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