Acts of Vengeance

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Coffee?

You know

what you want?

I'll be right back.

Man:

...Libel if it's true.

We've got to tell the client

we can't do this work.

We file this lawsuit,

i swear...

Thank you.

Have nice day.

He's sleeping

with Anita.

No way.

She's not even hot.

Like I care.

Come on, guys.

They traded this prick

for three draft picks,

none of them worth spit.

Sit up straight

and eat your food.

You never listen.

All you do is fool around.

You never take

anything seriously.

Sorry, dad.

Can I help you?

How about you just turn

your ass around

and get the f***

out of here?

You just back up, there.

Man:

Do I look crazy to you?

Unhinged? Maybe I am.

But before you rush to

judgment,

let's rewind a bit.

Which is why he's gonna choose

our firm to defend him

and not some cut-rate llp

with a radio commercial

and a catchy jingle.

Man:
Women speak approximately

20,000 words a day.

Yeah, you know,

some not guilty.

I want to spend an extra

million or two on that,

all right?

Men, 17,000.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

This is not what I think.

This is what it is.

Another victim

of the systemic racism

inherent

in the police force.

Man:
I spoke around

80,000 words a day.

...my two favorite

letters:
N-g.

Not guilty.

Words were my weapon

of choice.

But out of those 80,000 words

I spoke a day,

you know how many

are really important?

Three.

I love you.

Come here.

Three words total

out of 80,000.

I love you.

Not a good ratio.

Frank, you were supposed to

be here a half an hour ago.

The place is really

starting to fill up.

I know, I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm heading down

to the garage right now.

Olivia wants

to talk to you.

Hi, daddy.

Hi, sweetheart.

You're coming, right?

I'm on my way.

Good.

'Cause I think you're gonna

love my performance.

Promise you'll be here?

I promise.

I love you.

Sh*t.

Wait. Wait.

Uh, frank,

you got a minute?

Okay, you've got to sign

these too. We've got to

ship them out tonight.

Luckily there was a case

argued just recently

on the supreme court.

For three reasons

acquittals should have

full effect

under the double

jeopardy clause...

Olivia, you're next.

This is my daddy's

favorite song.

He and I always

sing it together.

Hi, it's sue.

Please leave a message.

Susan. Listen, I'm sorry.

Things just got away

from me at work.

Call me back, please.

I'm sorry.

Hi, it's sue.

Please leave a message.

Sue. Listen, uh...

Listen, I know

you're upset with me,

but please call me back.

It's getting late,

and I'm worried

about you guys, okay?

Mr. valera,

I'm detective lustiger.

Where are they?

Are they okay?

Where are they?

Mr. valera...

Mr. valera...

Mr. valera!

We're still waiting

for the forensic team.

Frank! Frank!

I can't let you contaminate

the crime scene.

Frank!

My baby.

Th-that's my baby.

That's my baby!

Hold him back!

Let me go. Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Get him back!

Get him back!

The lord is my Shepherd;

I shall not want.

He makes me lie down

in green pastures.

He leads me beside

the still waters.

He restores my soul.

He leads me in the paths

of righteousness

for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through

the valley of the shadow

of death,

I will fear no evil,

for you are with me.

Chances are they'll

never catch the people

who killed them.

And even if

they do catch them,

some slick-tongued

defense attorney

will probably

get them off,

some slick-tongued

defense attorney

just like you.

I always kept my tongue quiet

while my daughter was alive,

but I never saw

what she saw in you.

She left her family,

friends behind,

she followed you

across the country,

put your needs

ahead of her own,

but as long as

my daughter was happy,

I was happy.

Now that

my daughter is dead,

and my granddaughter,

I'll tell you

what I think of you,

frank valera:

You're all talk.

You make your living

spinning words

into meanings

that are vague

and hazy and unclear,

all just to exonerate

the scum of the earth.

And from this moment on,

I do not ever

want to hear

your mealy-mouthed

voice again.

Am I understood.

Jeff...

I said,

I never want to hear

your voice again.

A nod will suffice.

Frank:

Without a break in the case,

all the police could do

was talk.

Empty words to appease.

A familiar game.

Your wife's car was

expertly wiped down.

My wife and daughter,

murdered.

Their killer still out there

roaming the street.

Maybe they knew

what they were doing.

And all anyone could do

was... talk.

And there wasn't any evidence

at the crime scene, right?

Found these tiny

gold fibers.

Gold fibers?

I-i don't think

my wife or Olivia

were wearing anything gold

that night, were they?

No.

So then,

that's a lead, right?

Well, I talked to

a tailor downtown.

He said it was

a very common thread.

It's not much of a lead.

And there are still

no witnesses?

None have come forward,

but we're still looking.

That area is

a notorious stomping ground

for the oreversakonya.

What was that?

Russian mafia.

They have a stranglehold

in that area. It's hard

to get anyone to talk.

Would it have been

the Russian mafia

and not, like, robbery

or a carjacking

or something?

You guys never found

my wife's purse.

Pretty violent

for a purse-snatching,

don't you think, frank?

Or carjacking?

Why'd they leave

the car?

I don't know. Maybe something

went terribly wrong

and they had to flee,

i don't know.

We are exhausting

all leads.

You don't need to keep

coming down here, frank.

I'll call you if anything

comes up.

I'll call you even

if something doesn't,

just to keep you informed.

Detective lustiger,

will you please stop

texting, sir?

Can I see the file

on the case?

Chief wants a word

with you, bill.

Tell him I'll be right there.

Please.

No.

It's confidential.

It's police business.

It is my wife

and my daughter.

Frank, I am trying to find out

who did this and to

bring them into justice.

Well, try harder.

Goddamn it!

You have any idea how often

a violent crime is committed

in this country?

No, I...

Every 25.3 seconds,

frank.

That means for the 25.3 minutes

you sat here,

60 violent crimes

have been committed.

Really?

You okay?

Am I okay?

I'll never be okay.

Mr. valera.

We never give up.

Yeah.

Man:
Kill him!

Man 2:
Tackle him!

Come on! Come on!

Frank:

It became clear to me

that justice

would never be served.

I made my family

a promise,

but my words were as empty

as everyone else's.

I was the guilty one.

Crowd:

Get him! Get him!

Get him! Get him!

I'd found

my form of penance.

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What are you doing?

My associates suggested

I take some time off.

"Mental-health days,"

they called it.

Although I know

it was really because

they didn't want me

around anymore.

Frankly,

the feeling was mutual.

I need time.

Defending suspected criminals

was something

I'd lost my taste for.

Break it up! Stop!

I suppose you're wondering,

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