(conversing in Russian)
CHUCK: Nothing's easy these days,
no matter what language you speak.
Murphy's Law-- what can go wrong, will.
(phone ringing)
Da?
This is AT&T calling with a collect call
from Gary Hobson.
Will you accept the charges?
Collect call from Gary Hobson?
Gary Hobson?
(conversing in Russian)
...AT&T.
(speaks Russian)
Go ahead.
Hello?
Is this the V.I. Lenin nuclear power plant?
(speaks Russian)
Hello.
Coca-Cola? Rolling Stones? Ross Perot?
Listen-- don't turn the power on.
Turn on?
(speaking Russian): ..."turn on."
(speaking Russian)
Buzz off! Sucker.
No! Wait. Listen. Listen.
Your coolant level's low and your gauges are faulty.
If you turn that thing on, the whole thing's
gonna melt down!
Melt down?! Melt down?!
(bell clanging, siren blaring)
CHUCK: Face it,
even when you get tomorrow's newspaper today,
you're still not out of the woods.
Not by a long shot.
(phone ringing)
Like it or not, you still gotta deal with life.
Hello?
I'm sorry. The government of Russia refuses
to accept the charges.
Well, wait a second. I...
Please deposit $38.
Not to mention...
Please deposit...
...the phone company.
(phone ringing)
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(cranky meowing)
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CHUCK: Look, I don't want to talk about it.
I'm right, and you know it.
As usual, Chuck, you haven't a logical leg to stand on.
Gare, help me out here.
Am I right or not?
About what?
Body-piercing on NBA forwards.
Don't you guys have to go to work?
(three knocks, then thud against door)
Hey, what's this?
Your mail.
Looks like more than two months' worth.
Forwarded from your last address.
Delivered at no extra charge.
No, no...
What?
A jury summons.
"Failure to respond may lead to arrest and fine."
Oh, that's all right, you can ignore that...
"Due to disregard of previous three notices."
...the first three times.
MARISSA: Well, when do they need you? Today.
So, go to the courthouse, explain your situation.
They'll excuse you.
Oh, yeah, sure.
I'll just, I'll just go down
and explain my situation.
"An unidentified male...
"Lower Wacker Drive...
at 12:00 noon."
This says I got things I gotta do today.
Well, I still think
you need to be there. Yeah.
They don't mess around with that stuff.
All right, so I'll spend an hour.
Listen, uh... Chuck, I'm gonna have to get a ride today.
CHUCK: All right.
Hurry up.
What's that for?
Hockey. Let's go.
Oh. Ask a stupid question...
Marissa, you coming?
(meows)
MARISSA: I'll take the train. Good luck.
CHUCK: What's the hurry?
GARY: I gotta get off this jury by noon
or some guy's gonna probably die.
Aw, come on, hurry up, slowpoke.
All right, what are you gonna say?
Hmm?
I'm gonna tell 'em the truth.
Bad idea.
What?
Bad idea.
Look, I didn't get the first three notices,
so I'll just ask the judge if I can reschedule.
Hey. Hey! (Chuck honking horn)
Do you believe this guy?
Hey!
Yo! Easy Rider!
Hey! You want to move that thing?
Why would I want to do that?
'Cause this is my spot. I don't think so.
Oh, really? You see, Gare?
You see the rude
and unsavory characters you're gonna have
to deal with on jury duty?
Look...
Hey, if you're planning to use that stick, don't.
You'll regret it.
What! No, I wasn't... You heard me.
I wasn't gonna use it on...
Hey, lady. Lady, come on.
I was two seconds. That guy
took my spot.
What are you...?
Come on.
Excuse me.
Nice hockey stick.
You can't have that in here.
It's a weapon.
Didn't anybody tell you?
WOMAN: Actually, the rules don't say anything
about hockey sticks-- but they do say
"Firearms, knives, any implement
"that can be considered or used as a weapon
"shall not be allowed in any facility
that's deemed the jurisdiction of the court."
What are you, hall monitor?
Just a citizen
doing her duty.
And if I'm chosen, this'll be my 18th trial.
Well, I deem that a weapon.
And I don't like it.
It doesn't bother me.
I'm not gonna be here that long anyway,
so it doesn't matter.
May I have your attention, please.
Welcome to Part Six.
You are in the Criminal Section
of the Cook County Superior Court.
You're all here to be jurors, is that correct?
Well, no, actually, I've got to...
Listen, stop your complaining.
You will all be given numbers at the door.
Now, if you would, please follow me.
The only one that can spring you now is the judge.
Be a shame to see you go.
I've always liked hockey players.
All rise.
Matters before this court will now be heard.
The Honorable Jake Wellborn presiding.
WELLBORN: Good morning, everyone.
(clears throat)
BAILIFF: You may sit.
WELLBORN: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.
I want to thank you all for being here.
I know you have other places you could be,
but we'll try to make this as agreeable as we can.
Now...
Mr. Hockey Stick.
What a pleasant surprise.
Your Honor.
Now, aren't you glad you didn't hit me?
Quick formality.
If any one of you feels
that they can't undertake
their civic responsibility, speak up now.
Your Honor.
Sir. Sir.
Your Honor, I'm a neurosurgeon.
and I have two procedures scheduled for today,
both with life-threatening implications.
If there's any way?
WELLBORN: Excused.
(clamoring)
Your Honor, I'm on a dialysis machine,
and I need go in every day or else...
Excused.
MAN: Your Honor?
I'm a single parent, mother of five.
My kids need me,
and I'm the sole supporter of the family.
Ooh... mother of five. Excused.
(relieved sigh)
Uh... (clears throat)
I-I have some, uh, personal issues, Your Honor.
Could you be more specific?
No.
I mean, uh, not,
not really.
Uh...
Well, let-let's just say
I have some, uh, personal responsibilities.
Let's just say
congratulations.
You get to serve the state of Illinois.
Thank you.
CHUCK: There are four sure-fire ways
to get out of jury duty.
All right. What are they?
One: you have an incurable disease
with less than a year to live.
Go on.
You're self-employed and you have a wife
and four kids to support.
Next.
You believe every man is guilty
until proven innocent.
It works every time.
WOMAN: My client is charged
with embezzling money from his employer.
If you knew that the defendant
had spent time in jail for stealing before,
would that affect your opinion of his guilt or innocence?
I've always felt that somebody's guilty
until proven innocent.
Hmm? Excuse me?
Uh... What did you say?
Uh... Unless...
they were innocent, and then, uh...
in-in that case, of course, they...
would be found innocent un-until proven guilty.
Dismiss for cause, Your Honor.
I don't see it.
He said "guilty until proven innocent."
And then he retracted it.
Would you like to use one of your preemtories?
You give me no choice, Your Honor.
Actually, at this time, Your Honor,
if you would permit me a short recess?
An unavoidable conflict
has just come to my attention.
If you could permit me to...
That's it. I've had it.
Your Honor, how do I get rid of this ball-and-chain?
Excuse me?
I see her two minutes
before we go into session.
I still haven't seen any discovery,
and now she's telling prospective jurors
that I've done time!
WELLBORN: Stop right there,
Mr. DeLuca.
Recess.
For lunch.
BAILIFF: Lunch. One hour.
WELLBORN: In my chambers.
I gotta get out of here.
Don't worry. You'll be home for dinner.
And five bucks richer, not to mention the free lunch.
I had a boyfriend who was a hockey player.
I'm not a hockey player.
Neither was he,
but he knew a thing or two about hip checks.
(sultry laugh) I really ought to be going.
Oh, as long as you're back in 37 minutes.
The judge will throw
the book at you if you're late.
(man grunts, groans)
I didn't tell anything...!
Hey!
I called the police.
They're on their way.
If I were you, I'd get out of here right now.
All right, come on, come on.
You want to meet my friend? Come on!
Come on!
Yeah, right.
Come on!
Look, look, look--
this guy's nuts; look at him, man.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on. We through here.
GARY: Hey!
(man groans weakly)
Hey...
hey, you all right?
Do yourself a favor... don't tell the cops anything.
Don't...?
Oh, you're welcome.
Let the record show that the defendant has elected to go pro se,
acting as his own counsel
and has refused to have counsel appointed,
as is his right.
WELLBORN: Moving right along,
ladies and gentlemen, in the case
of The People v. DeLuca,
we have a jury.
As the bailiff calls your name, will you please step
into the jurors' box.
Linda Newman.
Patricia Beneker.
Latisha Williams.
Doris Temple.
Craig Dumont.
Sherry Silverman.
Hank Pierce.
Greg Irving.
Harvey Pilscott.
Jennifer Dressler.
WELLBORN: Don't bother taking your seat,
Mr. Hobson.
Your Honor, Your Honor,
I'm very sorry for taking up the court's time.
Bailiff, will you call the final juror, please?
BAILIFF: Gary Hobson.
Come on down.
WELLBORN: Ladies and gentlemen,
by this time, you should've found, by your places,
note pads, paper, that sort of thing.
And I encourage you
to take notes.
They will come in very helpful in reviewing the case.
Away from this courtroom, you will restrain yourselves
from viewing any matter that relates in any way to this trial...
(whispering): Excuse me.
...including radio,
TV, newspapers.
I know how much you enjoy reading that paper
with your morning coffee.
But for the duration of this trial,
you must forego that pleasure.
Understood?
JURORS: Yes, Your Honor.
Fine.
Well, let's start the proceedings.
Mr. Prosecutor.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a case about betrayal.
How one man--
the defendant--
stole from the very man who'd reached out...
No one was more shocked than me.
I try to run my company like a family.
I treated Phil like a son.
And to find out that, all these years,
he'd been cooking the books and stealing money
right out from under me.
How is it this loss was discovered,
Mr. Proski?
My accountant.
I'd been paying a company that didn't exist
for supplies I never received.
And all the checks were made out
and signed by Phil.
Broke my heart.
Mr. Proski, can you tell us,
how Mr. DeLuca came into your employ?
Sure. I object.
On what grounds?
Irrelevance?
Defines character, Your Honor.
Character?!
(laughing): I don't see it.
Besides, this was 12 years ago.
Overruled.
Mr. Proski?
Phil was an ex-con.
I hire ex-cons. It's almost all I hire.
PROSECUTOR: Why is that?
PROSKI: I got into trouble when I was a kid.
Did a short bit up at County Youth.
When I got out, a guy in the neighborhood gives me a job--
plumbing and heating supplies.
Next thing I know,
I'm a partner.
He gave me a chance.
I wanted to thank him.
And he said, "You want to say thank you, do for someone
like I did for you."
Turns out he'd done a stretch up at Parkside.
How many ex-cons you hire over the years?
PROSKI: In 21 years...
eighty-seven. And how many of those
87 ex-cons have stolen from you?
None.
Until Phil.
PROSECUTOR: Thank you, Mr. Proski.
No more questions.
Mr. DeLuca?
12 years I worked for you?
That's right.
12 years on the job.
A wife...
a son...
Why would I do this?
$372,000 is a lot of money.
Maybe that's all the reason you needed.
A simple yes or no will do.
You didn't ask me a question.
Did I ever steal from you before?
Not that I know of.
Not that you know of?
Yes or no, Mr. Proski?
No.
Did I ever, ever
cause any trouble at all?
No.
And swear to God, I wish we could go back to that.
You were family, Phil.
PROSKI: I keep thinking about you and Sally and Alec.
Don't you ever... ever use that word family with me.
We were never good enough to be part of your family.
And you never let us forget it.
WELLBORN: Mr. DeLuca...
anything else?
No, Your Honor.
I think I made my point.
WELLBORN: Mr. Proski, you may step down.
Counselor, call your next witness.
PROSECUTOR: Your Honor, can I just take a couple moments
with my colleagues?
Juror Number Four, would you be good enough
to hand the note that was just given to you
to the bailiff.
Don't.
WELLBORN: Bailiff... Yes, sir.
Would you read the note
for the benefit of the court.
"I am very attracted to you."
(laughter) WELLBORN: Well, isn't that nice?
Juror Number Five, do me a favor, will you please?
Make time on your time, not on mine.
(Gary stammers) That's all.
Thank you.
All right, back in 30.
(button squeaking)
LINDA: Gary! Gary!
Over here!
We were just saying, Gary,
what a nice man that Mr. Proski--
hiring all of those ex-cons.
87 ex-cons.
The guy deserves a medal.
I thought we weren't supposed to discuss this... Technically, you're right.
But we're discussing a man's character,
not the case.
Sounds to me like you're discussing the case, Hank.
You want to question me about rules of conduct?
You who couldn't wait to shirk his civic duty?
I never said I wanted to shirk my civic duty.
He just had more pressing business to attend to.
Like the rest of us don't?
I don't.
HANK: The fact remains
it takes a rare individual
who goes out of his way to help a stranger.
DORIS: How true.
Rules are rules.
PROSECUTOR: No further questions, Your Honor.
Thank you, Mr. Sarkassian.
You may step down.
WELLBORN: Counselor.
With that, Your Honor, the prosecution rests.
WELLBORN: Ah! Then Mr. DeLuca,
would you like to call your first witness?
No, Your Honor.
No?
No.
Uh, the defense...
rests.
WELLBORN: Very well, then.
In the light of this somewhat
inexplicable decision, we'll proceed
to jury deliberations.
HANK: Whose idea was it to make Hobson foreman again?
I believe it was Linda's, Hank.
I thought you couldn't wait to get the hell
out of here!
Doesn't anybody here find his behavior just a little odd?
He's no Matlock, I'll give you that.
I'm talking about after the recess.
I mean, he just gave up.
That's not odd? Well, of course, he gave up
because he realized he couldn't win.
Then why didn't he go down fighting, Hank?
Because of the evidence.
We saw checks in his name, assets in his name.
We spoke with witnesses.
MALE JUROR: That's right. What more do you want?
DORIS: He's guilty. He knows that,
and he knows we know it.
No...
Hey, Harvey,
what do you think?
Linda?
I think that Gary has a point.
And why doesn't that surprise me?
Listen, what if somebody got to DeLuca?
HANK: Threatened him?
I think you've watched one too many TV shows.
DORIS: Gary...
based on the evidence,
we have no choice but to find him guilty.
HANK: It's late.
Let's vote and go home.
Okay.
Let's vote.
All right. Finally.
That's the most sensible thing I've heard all night.
(el train wheels screeching in distance)
(cat meows)
(newspaper thuds against door)
(cat meows)
I can't do this. I'm not allowed to read this.
No papers.
(cat meows)
No papers.
WELLBORN: Good morning.
ALL: Good morning, Your Honor.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
I understand you reached a verdict last night.
Is that true, Mr. Foreperson?
Yes, Your Honor.
Bailiff.
Very well, then.
If there are no further motions,
the foreperson will proceed to read the verdict.
(cat meows)
WOMAN: Oh, look at that!
(women laughing, cooing)
Oh, what a cute cat.
Whose cat is that?!
WELLBORN: Kindly remove that cat from my courtroom.
Order!
(gavel tapping)
Order in the courtroom!
Order!
Order in the courtroom, please.
Bailiff!
(gavel rapping) Order in the courtroom!
(cat yowling)
(laughter)
Sit down!
Quiet! Quiet!
(cat yowling)
Quiet!
Bailiff!
Bailiff, get that cat!
BAILIFF: Gotcha!
WELLBORN: Order!
Order in the court!
I'll take that.
WELLBORN: Order!
Back there, sit down!
Order!
(cat yowls)
Sit down!
I will have order in my courtroom!
Thank you!
Please!
Now, Mr. Foreperson, where were we?
We have a verdict.
Yes, Your Honor.
I assume it is unanimous?
No, Your Honor, it's not.
(people groaning)
Why does that not surprise me?
Without polling the jury,
I'd say it's 11 to one and...
Yes, sir. I'm the one.
(people groan)
Hobson, in my chambers, now.
I gotta tell you, son,
if your intentions are to try my patience,
you're doing one hell of a fine job.
Well, Your Honor, you see, there's...
You know, I'm just an inch away from dropkicking you
right out of this building.
Well, I hope you don't do that, Your Honor.
Sit down.
Now, last night, you believed he was guilty.
Pretty much.
So, between last night and this morning,
something changed your mind.
What was it?
Well, I can't tell you that.
I think you were reading something.
The bailiff tells me that on two separate occasions
he had to confiscate
a newspaper from you. Is that true?
Yes, sir, that is true, but that will not happen again.
Can you give me one solid good reason
why I shouldn't toss you off this jury right now?
I can.
You can!
Sir... (clears throat)
I'm exactly the person you want on this jury,
and let me tell you why.
I don't know what your problem is, Hobson,
but we've taken all we're going to take.
Right, people?
I think we should listen to him.
That is a surprise. Come on, people.
We've decided this thing once.
Why should we do it again?
Because we might be wrong, that's why.
Do you believe this guy?
Hmm?
Look, I don't want to be here any more than anyone else does,
but I keep asking myself the same question.
Why does a guy who's clean after all this time,
who's changed his life,
why does he suddenly throw that away?
I'll tell you why.
300,000 bucks.
12 years he's had the same job.
He's been married ten of those years.
He's got a six-year-old kid.
That doesn't prove squat.
What about his wife, Gary? (humming)
Where is she in all of this?
And friends.
Why hasn't he had any friends testify
for him?
I don't know.
We want to believe you, Gary, but you have to help us.
So,
are you ready to take another vote?
No.
(all groan)
Oh, boy.
All right, everyone: courtroom.
The judge has an important announcement to make.
(everyone groans, murmurs)
it has come to my attention
that certain admonishments that I gave this jury
may not have been followed.
For this reason, and after careful
consideration, I have decided that until a verdict is reached,
you will be sequestered.
(all groan)
Understanding full well
the impact that this might have on a loved one,
I will allow conjugal visits
to the hotel.
Abuse of this privilege could have
serious consequences, so just don't do it, hmm?
That's all.
The state of Illinois thanks you for your continued services.
Look, I wouldn't ask you if there was another way,
but DeLuca's wife, she knows something, I'm sure of it.
And what if this something turns into nothing?
I mean, face it, Gare, the woman didn't even have the decency
to show up in court and lie under oath,
before God and country, to protect the man she loves.
I mean, what kind of wife is that?
That's exactly what I want to find out.
And what about the paper?
It doesn't have anything to say about this?
They took the paper before I could read it.
Listen, are you gonna talk to DeLuca's wife or not?
All right, I will talk to her.
Now how do I get in touch with you?
That I'm not sure about, 'cause we're sequestered.
(Bailiff clears throat)
Hang it up... now.
Now get on the bus.
Well, honey, I go gotta go. I'll, uh,
talk to you later.
Honey?
Kisses to you, too.
Okay, sweetie.
(elevator bell dings)
BAILIFF: Okay, let's go.
Let's find our rooms quickly.
I wonder if I can get some room service.
(key rattles in lock)
(clears throat)
Sorry. We're closed.
Um, Mrs. DeLuca?
Who sent you?
A, a friend of your husband's.
Not really a friend.
More like an acquaintance.
He told me...
How'd you find me?
Well, it wasn't easy, believe me.
I went to your house, and you weren't home.
So then I asked your neighbor,
who said that you worked here and...
Look, you lay a hand on my kid,
I'll see you in hell.
You understand?
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Did Proski send you?
No, Proski did not send me.
I'm here to help, okay? I'm here to help.
Why should I believe you?
Look, this, um, this person who sent me here,
now, he is convinced that your husband is being railroaded.
How he knows this, I can't tell you.
Why he wants to help, I have no idea.
That's just the way he is.
So why didn't he come?
He's on your husband's jury.
I don't think I believe you.
Fine.
You don't want to help your husband,
it's no skin off my nose.
I'm not the one who has to explain to his son
why daddy isn't coming home for the next ten to 20.
Okay, I'll talk to him.
You can't talk to him.
He's sequestered.
Just him.
Nobody else.
(sirens wail in distance)
(knocking on door)
Yeah?
Your conjugal visit is here.
My what?
Hi, honey.
I missed you.
I can take it from here.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
What are you doing now?
Relax, I'm just trying to get you out of here.
DeLuca's wife said she won't talk to anyone but you.
And since she can't come here, you're gonna have to go there.
Well, how? I step out of here, they're gonna be all over me.
You got 40 bucks?
For what?
The flowers.
You're not going anywhere
until I get reimbursed
for that beautiful bouquet.
Are we clear?
Oh, yeah, very clear.
Good.
In that case, uh-- (pops lips) you got a corkscrew?
Excuse me, Mr. Bailiff?
Yeah?
Mr. Bailiff, I'm afraid
things got a little out of control in there,
and we had a... we had a little accident with the wine, so, uh,
I think it's a shame to see it stained,
and I was, um...
I was, um... I was wondering
if maybe we could get some club soda
to let it soak, you know?
I can never remember-- is it, um,
is it hot water that sets a stain, or cold?
How am I supposed to know?
Do I look like Martha Stewart to you?
A little bit.
MAN: Hey, come on. We got a seat here for you.
(blues playing)
Gary Hobson?
In the booth.
Mr. Hobson?
Mrs. DeLuca.
Have a seat.
(shower running) ♪ I said, young man, you're just going away ♪
♪ You ain't got nobody saying ♪
♪ Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! ♪
♪ We're going down to the YMCA ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah, the YMCA! ♪
Gary?
CHUCK (muffled): ♪ You ain't got no money, baby ♪
♪ Young man, there's no need to go down ♪
♪ I said, young man, you're not wearing a crown ♪
♪ I said, young man, you're just going away ♪
♪ You ain't got nobody saying ♪
♪ Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! ♪
♪ We're going down to the YMCA ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ The YMCA... ♪
(curtain rings rattling) LINDA: Gary?
♪ If you're feeling... ♪
(Linda and Gary screaming)
Did you hear that? What was it?
Are you really on his jury?
Yes, ma'am.
I've been too scared to go down there myself.
Why don't you tell me what you know?
I don't know anything.
All I know is he didn't do it.
Do you know who did?
Proski.
Proski robbed himself?
I guess.
At least that's the way Phil had it figured.
He said Proski was hiding profits
or something.
He started talking to the guys at work.
You know, see if anyone else knew anything.
Proski got wind of it.
He told Phil to mind his own damned business.
That's when the phone calls started.
WAITRESS: Excuse me; you want to see a menu?
No, thank you. No.
What kind of phone calls?
What do you think?
Proski hasn't hired himself a bunch of choirboys.
You're... you're saying Proski's employees are involved in this?
I don't know. I don't know anything.
All I know is Phil is being framed.
He'd never risk going back to jail.
You have no idea
how far he's come.
He'd rather die than go back there.
Would you be willing to testify?
Would you tell the court what you know?
I-I... I can't.
We have a six-year-old son.
Proski made the last phone call himself.
He made it clear what would happen if I testified.
There must be someone who knows something.
Someone willing to testify.
No.
Okay.
There was one guy.
But Proski found out.
Had a couple of thugs take him into an alley and beat him up.
He'd probably be dead right now,
if some stranger hadn't come along and stopped them.
Welcome back.
Judge Wellborn, I'm glad you're here
because there's something we should talk about.
I don't know what your problem is, Hobson,
but I'm through with you.
You're off the jury.
But, Your Honor,
there's something very important you should know.
Do yourself a favor.
Get some help.
You need it.
So, wait-- that's it? You went home?
What was I supposed to do?
I got kicked off.
The last booth down here on the right.
But Gary, he's innocent.
CHUCK: Hey, look at it this way.
The guy does what, a year in jail.
Maybe less. Then, bam!
The truth comes out.
Front page news.
He gets a book deal, does the talk show circuits.
Tom Selleck plays him in a movie of the week.
The guy ends up rich and famous.
How is that going to happen
if he doesn't go to jail, huh?
Matter of fact, I should probably represent him.
Chuck, that is the most idiotic thing I've ever heard.
You gotta help him, Gary.
Uh-oh.
Oh, Gare, can it just wait
till after breakfast, please?
GARY: "Phil DeLuca was discovered dead
"in Cook County lockup yesterday,
"shortly after a guilty verdict was rendered
"in his money laundering and embezzling trial.
"Deputies on the scene have determined
that Mr. DeLuca took his own life."
MARISSA: Oh, my God.
All right, so we gotta find the guy
Proski's thugs beat up.
Come on, Chuck. Let's go.
MAN: I told you, stay out of this.
There's not a thing I can do.
Gus, you're his last and only hope.
Hey, look, I'm sorry for the guy,
but I got a family, too.
So he does some time-- what's the big deal?
There's worse things.
Do you think Proski's going let you
just skate off into the sunset?
CHUCK: No way, pal.
As soon as DeLuca's finished, you're next up to bat.
Look, I got work to do.
Gus, he's going to kill himself.
Phil?
No way. Not him.
You don't know the guy.
I know. Believe me. Please.
Damn.
LINDA: I think he's innocent.
What?!
I've changed my mind.
I say he's innocent.
I can't believe this.
The guy's guilty. We all know it.
What changed your mind
has nothing to do with this trial.
And that would be...?
Gary.
Oh, go sit on a pin.
Look, we're not just a bunch of computers sitting here.
We're people.
And we're free to interpret the evidence
any way that we feel is right.
You're right, Linda.
But we have to try to be reasonable people.
It's time, dear.
Are you with us?
Come on. He's guilty.
All rise.
Matters before this court will now be heard,
the Honorable Jake Wellborn presiding.
(tires screeching)
That was close.
Mr. Foreperson, have you reached a verdict?
We have, Your Honor.
Would you hand your verdict to the bailiff, please?
Mr. Foreperson, would you read the verdict, please?
Wait! LINDA: It's Gary!
Big mistake, Hobson.
Your Honor, if you can just give me
two minutes of your time, I think I can
show you that... Bailiff...
But, Your Honor, this man
has something to say, and if it pleases the court...
Bailiff, remove these men now.
GARY: I think I can show you... I can't do this.
Your Honor, I would like to call this man
as a witness.
You can't.
This is my life.
The trial is over.
Objection!
What are you objecting to?
A verdict has been reached.
Now, Bailiff, remove these men.
This was not my idea.
GUS: I...
I have nothing to say!
Nothing! Wait a minute.
Who are you?
A witness, Your Honor.
A witness who is too afraid to testify
because of Mr. Proski.
Your Honor, both of these men here
are afraid to testify
because they know that Mr. Proski is the one
who is skimming funds off the top
of his own company. This is ludicrous,
Your Honor.
With all due respect, you're not going to dignify
this man's slanderous suspicions?
No. No.
I'm going to do better than that.
I'm going to toss this whole ludicrous mess out.
What?
I'm going to do us all a favor
and declare a mistrial.
Yeah! PROSECUTOR: Your Honor...!
If you want to retry,
file a motion tomorrow morning.
Now, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
thank you very much for your services.
I know this hasn't been easy for any of you.
Court is adjourned.
I don't know what your story is, son,
and I've half a mind to take you out to the woodshed.
But in spite of all that,
I will allow that your motives
may have been better than your methods.
Thank you.
Based on your time served in my courtroom,
I've asked the courts
that you never be summoned for jury duty again.
Well, thank you, Your Honor, but...
Oh, no.
I didn't do it for you.
WELLBORN: Madam Foreperson, in the matter
of The People v. Joseph Proski,
how do you find?
Guilty.
CHUCK: Some people say "things always work out for the best."
Others say "that's the way it was meant to be."
Life is full of twists and turns,
and you don't always know where it's taking you,
but it sure can be an interesting journey,
especially for someone
who gets tomorrow's newspaper today.
LINDA: Gary!
Hey, want to get a cup of coffee?
Uh, Linda... Hi.
I, uh... I... uh... look...
Look, Linda,
my life is sort of kind of complicated.
Who's perfect?
We'll work on it.
Well... Come on.
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