Making the Case: Creating the Lincoln Lawyer Page #8

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Stay on the line.

Corliss, right?

I only came to say what is required.

Rusky! Ready for the line!

You don't know me.

You talk to the DA...

he can get a way

to get both of us out.

Step through!

So, Haller, you had an

interesting visitor last night.

Worry about yourself, Ted.

You're dying the death

of a thousand razors

up there and you don't even know it.

One last witness, your honour.

The prosecution calls Regina Campo.

It's true that I uh...

lied to the police.

I knew the defendant

when he came to the door.

Ms. Campo...

why did you lie?

Because I'm scared.

I didn't think the

police would believe me...

and I wanted to make sure

they arrested him.

'Cos he's an animal.

-Do you regret your decision now?

-Yes.

If it helps him get free

and do this to somebody else.

Objection!

That's prejudiciary, your honour.

Sustained.

I have no further

questions for Ms. Campo.

Your witness, Mr. Haller.

Ms. Campo.

Have you engaged to an attorney?

To sue... Louis Roulet for the events

that happened on the eve of March 6th?

No, I haven't.

Have you talked to an attorney?

I haven't hired anyone.

No, have you talked to one?

About a possible lawsuit?

It was nothing more than talk.

Did you ask him if you

could sue him for damages?

I thought what you say

to lawyers is private?

If you wish, you can tell the jurors.

I think I'd like to keep it private.

Good!

Let's talk about the night

at the Association bar.

Have you ever seen Louis Roulet

before that night?

Yes, there and other places.

Ever noticed that he wore

a rolex watch?

No.

Or that he drove one of 2 vehicles?

A Maserati and a Range Rover?

I never saw him driving.

And what made you approach him?

I saw him leave with girls uh...

who do what I do.

With prostitutes?

Then go to a hotel or one of

their apartments, right?

I don't know where.

Well, how do you know they left?

Maybe they just went out for a smoke?

Because, I saw them getting

in his car...

-and drive away.

-No, wait a minute.

You just testified that you

had never seen Mr. Roulet drive.

Now you're saying that yes, you did

see Mr. Roulet get in his car

and leave with a

prostitute like yourself?

Which one is it?

I saw him get in his car, but I

didn't know what kind of car it was.

You know the difference between

a Maserati and a Range Rover?

One is small, one is big, I guess.

Okay.

The other women.

Had left with Louis.

When you saw them again...

did any of them ever have

injuries or any of them beaten?

I don't know, I didn't ask.

But girls in your profession,

you do talk to each other...

about customers, right?

You warned each other...

if someone's a freak or something?

Yeah, usually.

And did any of them

ever warned you or have

one bad thing to say about

Louis Roulet?

No.

No one.

So you believed you'd be safe?

I thought he was a known quantity

and I needed the money, so...

So you thought, he could

solve your problems with money?

-No!

-No?

Isn't that why you're sitting here?

Because you zeroed in on him.

No!

I mean, yes, but it wasn't like that.

He attacked me. I swear.

And... alright,

let's pause that right there.

Just to confirm... this is you?

Right, Ms. Campo?

Yes.

What was on the napkin?

My name and address.

And your price?

Yes, $400.

It's a hard line of work.

Yes, and dangerous.

In fact, haven't you told

your friends many times...

that you were looking for a way out?

I'm not proud of what I do.

I know.

And isn't it true...

and nothing will be

easier to understand...

that you saw Louis Roulet

and his money as that way out?

No! That's not what this is about!

Are you not listening to me?

No further questions, your honour.

Mr. Minton.

Do you have another witness for us?

Minton looks worried.

Not worried enough.

No.

The state rests, your honour.

Then the defense will call

its first witness after lunch.

Yes, I recognise this knife.

It's the one that my son has

carried with him for protection.

For the last 4 years, almost exactly.

Why would he need protection?

Realtors alone in the house

are sometimes robbed or...

hurt...

and raped or murdered.

Has Louis ever been

the subject to such crime?

Oh no.

But he knew someone who was.

Raped and robbed by a man.

Louis found her.

It was terrible.

So, the first thing he did afterwards,

was getting himself a knife.

To carry it with him at all times.

Thank you, Ms. Windsor.

I have no further questions,

your honour.

Your witness, Mr. Minton.

Ms. Windsor.

You seemed pretty exact

about when it was your son

started carrying around this...

this weapon.

-A five inch folding knife.

-Yes, I am.

The incident took

place on June 9th, 2007.

Was it in the newspapers?

Do you somehow remember it because...

the police came to talk to Louis?

No, there was no police investigation.

Then, how do you

remember the exact date?

Were you given it before

your testimony here today?

I remember the date because...

I'll never forget the date

I was attacked.

And Louis won't forget it either.

He found me in the house tied up.

My clothes were ripped.

It was traumatic for him.

Mr. Minton?

Is there anything else

you wish to ask?

No, your honour.

I've been thinking about those

thousand razors?

We've had an offer.

You spend 6 months in the county jail.

Like I told you from the beginning.

No deals, no bargaining, I'm innocent.

Save it. You make the call.

I don't give a sh*t.

-You got my answer.

-Yes, I do.

I'll pass it along.

You do that.

Oh, Louis.

Tomorrow...

I'm putting you on the stand.

I'm ready.

Oh, you'd better be.

Hey, Earl.

There's something,

I need you to get for me.

Your honour, the defense

calls Louis Ross Roulet.

I knocked uh... she looked

through her side window...

and saw that it was me.

And opened the door.

Then, I walked pass her towards

the living room.

What happened next?

Something hit me from behind.

I blacked out.

I have no idea for how long.

-Is that all?

-When I woke up, uh...

Two guys were sitting on me.

Telling me not to move.

I couldn't anyway. I was...

I was scared.

But you had blood on your sweater.

And on your left hand.

Someone put it there because I didn't.

You didn't strike Ms.Campo

with your left fist?

No.

-Threatened to rape her?

-No...

-threatened to kill her?

-No! I am not that guy!

I...

Do you have any idea what it's like...

to be accused of something like this?

To sit there...

and listen to people tell lies?

About you? About you having done

something this sick and depraved?

Call you an animal?

Talk about your sex life,

humiliate you?

Listen, I understand the process.

I know I had to sit there...

and better be qulet.

And wait my chance.

But if guilty people have rights,

then what about innocent people?

I am innocent.

I'm innocent and

I want this behind me.

I have no further questions,

your honour.

According to you...

Ms. Campo... punched...

herself?

Or she had...

someone she had never met.

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