Making the Case: Creating the Lincoln Lawyer Page #2

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-Listen, buddy, they have

a lawyer for you out there.

Right now, I need you to back away

and give us a little space.

Can you do that, pal?

I'm backing, boss.

-Here we go.

-Okay.

There we go.

There we go.

Now, listen, they've uh...

put some heavy charges on you, Louis.

The D.A's probably gonna ask

for no bail.

-No bail?

-I said they're gonna ask for it.

When was the last time you

were arrested?

-Never.

-So, if I check your, your record....

You'd find parking tickets.

Are you gonna get me out of here?

I'm gonna try, Louis.

Are you the prosecutor who used

to have the Roulet's case?

Haller.

Son of a b*tch.

Rules are rules.

I wanted this one.

Okay, okay, I'll go quletly.

But after today's hearing,

if you don't object...

Depends.

You going for no bail?

That won't change with the prosecutor.

Not after what your guy did.

If he didn't?

Sure 'if'.

Bailey picked him in her home

with blood all over him.

I love it when you get sarcastic.

Can I at least see the arrest report?

Fine! You get it from whomever

takes over.

No favours on this one.

How's Hayley today?

She's good.

Good.

I'll pick her up the usual time

on saturday.

Because of the seriousness of the

offence...

the financial resources of

the accused...

the state requests no bail.

Your honour, there's no way

the state can

claim that my client is a flight risk.

-He's not.

-With resources like this man has,

flight is always a risk.

-Are there any priors?

-No, your honour.

Then, I'm gonna reduce

the risk of flight

by ordering him to wear

a tracer anklet...

and I'm gonna set bail at $1 million.

-Judge, have you seen the photo?

-Ms. Mcpherson, bail is set.

Thank you, judge.

Mick, feel compel to thank me

and speak good of me

'cos this one's gonna be the

money, I'm telling you.

We'll see, we'll see.

Alright! This is the lawyer

right there, Cecil Dobbs.

Hey, Mick, don't forget our deal.

Possibilty but...

Oh... he's here now.

I'll talk to you later.

-Cecil Dobbs.

-Mr. Haller.

Depressing to see the boy caught

up in that cattle call.

The boy?

I represented the family for a long time.

Listen, my advice is, let Val fix you

up the bond.

And you, take the boy home.

Well, we were thinking of putting

up property.

There's the Windsors beach house.

Mother's name is Windsor?

Her second husband's name.

He's dead now.

Assessing the house could take days.

And trust me, you don't want the boy

in the clean cringing that long.

So, tap Val.

Take Louis to your office...

I'll meet you there at 4.

Here, let me give you

my business card.

Oh boy.

Oh... media?

Yeah, that'll be on us.

Mrs. Windsor's sensitive about

the press.

I guess there's not much we can

do about that.

We'll see.

Say, Bob!

Come here. Come here.

Saw you filming in there.

What's your name?

Name's Rob Gillan.

They call me 'Sticks'.

Sticks, you freelancing on this?

Yeah, your client's got profile,

figure I'll sell it to local news.

-How much?

-How much what?

How much they pay you for

what you shot in there?

Uh... that depends.

-7... 750?

-Ehh!

How about we take it off your hands...

for 8? No?

Too short?

Alright, let's make it a grand.

-Deal?

-That's yours.

-So, I can expense this, right?

-Of course.

Absolutely.

Thank you, Sticks.

Thank you.

You know, Mr. Haller...

you weren't my choice.

I bet I wasn't.

Firms like yours must have

some heavy hitters on call.

We do, but Louis insisted.

Frankly, I've never heard of you.

But uh... maybe I should have.

Did you say I was Louis' choice?

Yes, he read about a case you had.

I need a hundred grand upfront.

Working on $550 an hour...

another hundred if we go to trial.

More if we goes pass a week.

Appeals, we start over.

I take it that's not a problem?

-No.

-See you at 4.

Where are we headed now?

We gotta go meet Sticks at Jim's.

-The same spot?

-Hm-hm.

Alright.

There he is.

There we go.

Eight for me, two for you.

-Thank you, Sticks.

-Anytime.

-Hm-hm...

-Hey, hey, my tape!

You don't look good, girl.

Thanks.

Something new?

Booked on possession of coke?

Plus the usual.

I know, it's dumb, it's...

A guy paid me with it and I had

it on me when I went to the next.

And the next was a cop?

Yeah.

Look, can't you get me into

one of those...

Rehab places that get you straight?

We did a pre-trial rehab last time.

The DA's never gonna go for it again.

You may have to do some

jail time, Gloria.

Micky, I can't!

Yes, you can. Yes... you can.

Hey... they have programs in jail too.

Now look, you've had a long run.

Maybe after this you'll get on

with your life.

Yeah.

Housewife of the year. That's me.

Maybe I can turn some

tricks for the PTA.

-It's not funny.

-I'd like to see that.

Alright, alright, give it to me.

Alright, I uh...

I did a guy at the Traveller's Lodge

at Santa Monica.

A guy who paid you with

coke instead of money?

Yeah, and he had a shovel

of coke in there, I saw.

-Do you know him?

-No.

He reached me from my website.

He was uh...

No... he's Mexican or something.

Did you screen him?

Oh, I screened them all.

Okay, with what? His driver's licence?

His passport. It was uh...

his name uh...

-His name's Hector.

-Hector what?

-Um...

-What's his last name?

Think, Gloria, think.

Hector Arande Moya's...

what'd you get if you run a trace.

He's a fugitive from a grand jury

down in Florida.

The DA wants him for drug trafficking.

And Leslie, they want him a lot.

And your girl's looking to trade?

She gives you his hotel

and room number.

-She'll also testify on the coke?

-No, location only.

You guys take it from there.

My best guess is that Hector

hasn't checked out yet.

And in exchange?

You drop all charges,

all she does is a pre-child rehab.

The facility at the

USC med would be nice.

Or I can take it to the feds.

They'll cut this deal in a minute.

Alright, you f***ing a**hole.

After you.

You'd go head first?

I'd give it a shot if I was

gonna do it.

-Why?

-Star points.

You're so vain,

nobody cares if you kill yourself.

It'll look cool.

What do you think the last thing

that'd go through your mind

would be?

Your a**hole.

Mr. Haller.

Louis, good morning.

-Thank you.

-It's just a start.

This is Frank Levin.

Frank's my investigator.

-Louis Roulet.

-Good to meet you.

We're in here.

Got a... tracer anklet.

A present from your friend,

Mr. Valenzuela by order of the court.

As if I'd go any place

before this thing's over.

Gentlemen, welcome.

-Mr. Dobbs.

-Mr. Haller.

Good to see you. This is Frank Levin.

Mr. Levin is my investigator.

His fees are in addition to mine.

Of course.

Gentlemen, this is Mary Windsor.

She's Louis' mother.

-Mr. Haller.

-Mrs. Windsor.

-Pleasure to meet you.

-How do you do?

I'm fine, thank you.

This is Frank Levin, my investigator.

How do you do?

The charges against

my son are ridiculous.

So is that woman.

Here's a cheque for you, Mr. Haller.

This is going to have to come

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