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I will cite the deep and loving bond that clearly

exists between the minor and my clients...

their willingness to adhere to all conditions

as stipulated by the courts...

and, of course, your complete

and utter unwillingness...

to consider the best needs

of the child.

This really the way

you want to start, Lonnie?

I don't know. It seems like, to me,

the ball's in your court... Richard.

Do you have supporting

documentation?

I had my girl type these up for you in the off

chance that, you know, you saw things my way.

I'll approve one visit prior

to the hearing-

supervised, 30 minutes-

not a second more.

You look skinny.

You getting enough to eat?

Do they have doughnuts here?

Well, no doughnuts.

No wonder you're down in the dumps.

Will you tell me a story?

You want the one about the

magic boy named Marco?

With the happy ending, right?

Okay.

Once upon a time...

in a land far, far away...

there lived a magic

boy named Marco.

Gentlemen, I was looking over

state law last night...

and found that California

allows adoption...

by folks with a history of substance

abuse and domestic violence.

- Not us.

- But not you.

Which I intend to argue quite

passionately is a violation...

of the 14th Amendment

of the United States Constitution.

Of course.

That's brilliant.

What's-What's the

The state can enforce no law which abridges

the privileges or immunities of a citizen.

Nor deny to any person within its jurisdiction

equal protection of the laws.

Which means what?

Which means they're supposed to treat you

the same as every motherf***er in this state.

- What the hell is he doing here?

- Who?

D.A. Wilson.

Probably just observing.

All rise for the honorable

Judge Richard Resnick.

Okay. Let's get right down to business

this morning, shall we?

Mr. Lambert.

I'm prepared to approve

your motion to dismiss...

pending the testimony

of the mother.

Wait a minute.

What motion to dismiss?

Have you coordinated

with the D.A.'s office?

We have, Your Honor.

- What the hell's going on?

- I don't know.

Your Honor, you're dismissing my clients'

case without any notice or explanation?

When did she get out?

Your Honor, I'd like to

request a recess.

Request denied.

Excited about going home?

Miss Deleon, I received your petition

for reinstatement of custody.

Wait. She wants him back now?

Are you prepared to reassume

the responsibilities as the child's mother?

I need an answer- a yes or a no.

Yeah.

That's not my home.

That's not my home.

Miss Deleon has also filed a restraining

order on behalf of her son...

against Mr. Fleiger

and Mr. Donatello.

- What? Restraining order?

- The restraining order is granted.

- Your Honor-

- You gave him up!

- You signed them papers!

- Miss Deleon has served her sentence.

- Do you know what you're doing to that kid?

- She's served her sentence!

- She's a junkie, Your Honor! - She now has the legal

right to petition for resumed custody of her child.

You're gonna let her have her kid back

after how she done him wrong?

- Miss Deleon, you're free to go.

- On what grounds?

- Your Honor-

- This hearing is over.

You can't do this!

You really need to consider what's

best for the child in this case!

- This is a travesty of justice- a travesty!

- What did they promise you?

What did they promise you,

Marianna?

Do you know what you're doing

to that kid? This ain't right!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

That's not- not my home.

It's not my home.

D.A.'s office brokered the deal

with her and Lambert.

They got her paroled early...

as long as she was willing to fill out

the petition for custody.

So what do we do now?

Nothing you can do. Mother wants

the kid, mother gets the kid.

Ain't a court in the world

that'll give that kid to you.

So go home,

get on with your lives.

It's gonna hurt like hell at first,

but time's a great healer.

If you're lucky, maybe the kid'll

come see you once he's grown up...

and away from the

mother's control.

There is no justice, is there?

You went to law school,

Mr. Fleiger.

I'm surprised that's not

the first thing they taught you.

That don't mean we stop

fighting for what's right.

# Will ya be my girl? #

# Be my girl #

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Wait, man. We can't do

this in front of him, man.

Come on.

Go out in the hallway

till I tell you come back in.

Did you hear what I said,

you f***ing retard?

Get out! Go!

Go!

Marco, babe.

Will you go out in the hall

for a few minutes, baby...

until Mommy's- until Mommy

calls you back, babe, okay?

# They say everythng

can be replaced #

# They say every distance

is not near #

# I remember every face #

# Of every man who

put me here #

# I see my light come shining #

# From the west down

to the east #

# Any day now #

# Any day now #

# I shall be released #

Enclosed, please find

a newspaper artcle.

You might have seen it when it was

published, although I doubt it.

It was buried deep

in the middle of the paper...

not nearly as important as the front-page

stores about rising gas prices.

Or presidental politics.

Just a few brieflines about a mentally

handicapped kid named Marco.

Who died all alone

under a bridge.

After trying to find his way home

for almost three days.

Since you never got

to meet him in person.

And since this article

is short on details.

I wanted you to know who

Marco really was.

He was a sweet kid and

smart and funny.

He had a smile that could

light up a room.

He loved junk food.

Chocolate doughnuts

were his drug of choice.

He was the world's

greatest disco dancer.

And he liked to have a story

told to him every night.

As long as the story had

a happy ending.

Marco loved a happy ending.

# They tell ya,

they tell ya #

# Every man must

have protection #

# And then they tell ya

They tell ya #

# That every man must fall #

# I swear, I swear

I see my own reflection #

# Far beyond these walls #

That's right!

# I see my light come shining

Come shining #

# Come shining from the west

down to the east #

# And, oh, my God #

# Any day now #

# Any day now #

# Any day now #

# I shall be released #

# Yes, I see my light

come shining #

# From the west down

to the east #

# And I swear #

# I swear #

# I swear, my love #

# We shall be released #

# I can't say good- bye #

# To you yet #

# Even though you have to go #

# And get your jacket #

# I can't say good- bye #

# To you now #

# Even though you

have to go #

# And throw #

# The metaphorical blanket #

# Over the symbolical fire #

# Of my all-too-practical #

# Heart #

# I remember #

# Holding your hand #

# And not wanting to let go #

# But I understand #

# Then asking you

up to my room #

# And then walking up alone #

# Away from you #

# But stll, who knows? #

# Perhaps the metaphorical blanket #

# Was then set on symbolical fire #

# By my all-too-practical #

# Ungullible, indestructible #

# And untouchable #

# Heart #

# I can't say good- bye #

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