Suspect Page #4

- Are you through with the witness?

- Yes, Your Honor, I am.

Doctor, you're excused.

- Your Honor, one more question.

- Make up your mind, Miss Riley.

You've said that

the wound was left to right.

Correct. The entry wound was left of

median, the exit wound right of median.

- Entrance here, exit here?

- That's correct.

- Could you step down for a moment?

- Objection.

- What's the point of this?

- I need to make a clarification.

I'll overrule the objection.

Doctor, please step down.

Now, I'm right-handed, so -

- could I assume that it would be

natural for me to cut you this way?

Yes.

And if I were left-handed,

that would be an unnatural motion?

Yes. You would cut right to left.

Thank you very much.

I have no further questions.

You're excused, Doctor.

- Carl?

- Objection, Your Honor!

One more stunt like that and I'll

slap you with a contempt citation.

Mr. Sanger,

don't ever do that again.

- Hey, wait a minute!

- I'm not allowed to talk to you.

- The least you could do is thank me.

- Thank you?

I should go to the judge

and have you thrown off this panel.

Nobody twisted your arm

I was just trying to help.

I didn't ask for your help.

Oh, well. You're not

the one on trial, Miss Riley.

I thought the whole idea was to find

the truth. I guess I was wrong.

Don't hustle me. Save that bullshit

for your friends up on Capitol Hill.

Well, we all know that you're just

brimming over with integrity.

Who the f*** are you

to preach to me about mine?

If you really want to help, leave me

alone. Jury tampering is a felony.

You haven't tampered with me. Yet.

And I don't intend to.

Well, you wanna win, don't you?

This is no game. A man's life is

at stake here. Of course I wanna win.

But I draw the line

at certain things.

Obviously you never draw the line.

I change it all the time.

Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I thought you were allergic to milk.

I lied.

- Did he kill her?

- That's your problem.

We write 'em down every two hours

to see how long they've been here.

You'd be surprised how many people try

to beat you out of a couple of bucks.

That's a nine. You wrote an eight.

I mix 'em up sometimes

when I'm in a hurry, all right?

You say you've got

something to do with the trial?

I got me a subpoena. I'm supposed

to testify. You ain't no lawyer?

No.

They should send a shitload of 'em

back to Beantown.

- It was slow that night.

- KBG 622.

There couldn't have been more than

ten, fifteen cars on the lot.

She was parked down on the end.

The white Honda?

The city's supposed to pick it up,

but they take their sweet-ass time.

So the bearded mother, the bum?

He'd been hanging around

most of the night.

I tell you, I got a case of trouble

with them people.

He's trying to find

a car that wasn't locked.

He went to sleep in that woman's car.

I ran his ratty ass out of there.

The bus dropped her off

a little after midnight.

I saw him hanging around again,-

- but it was too f***ing cold

to go out and mess with him.

I remember thinking, it's kind of

strange she didn't drive right out.

But then my girl called -

- and I just forgot about her.

The bum iced her right around then.

- Did you see anybody else?

- Nobody to speak of.

We get cars in and out of here

all the time. And I slept some.

They don't pay me enough to freeze

my Jones off and stay awake too.

The list. The one with

the license-plate numbers on it?

The ones that night.

Do you have that?

Yeah, I got a copy if you want it.

You might as well keep it.

I don't know why they save this bull.

Oh sh*t.

How long are you gonna be?

Thanks.

Excuse me, ma'am?

Where did you get that?

Over there.

- Could I ask you when you found it?

- For Christmas.

- Would you sell it?

- It isn't for sale.

- I'll trade for it.

- What do you want?

Your shoes.

My shoes?

And your socks.

Thank you.

Hello?

- I have to talk to you.

- I can't hear you.

I'll meet you at

the Federal Triangle Station.

I'll meet you in five minutes.

Be there.

Mr. Sanger,

I told you to stay away from me.

Michael?

What are you doing here?

If I had said it was me,

you wouldn't have come, would you?

Wait just a minute, all right?

A bag lady found this

where Elizabeth was killed.

- Are you a detective now?

- I'm an amateur, I know.

But look at it. The president's

seal and signature are on it.

You can buy this

at any gift store.

Not one of these. It's solid gold.

The president gives them out as gifts.

Senators, cabinet members, big donors.

Some lobbyists.

The river is filled with this kind

of garbage. What does it prove?

That's your problem, counselor.

Get some sleep, okay?

You look tired.

God is angry with the wicked.

Why did you send the black devil for me?

- Because Carl

- Carl has already been judged.

The mighty hand struck him deaf

and dumb. Only Jesus can take a soul.

I saw the angel of death.

I watched her die.

I saw her spirit leave her body.

She gave me a message

from the Almighty.

A key to the kingdom.

Dept. of Justice

The innocent shall know

the glory of heaven!

Stop it, a**hole!

Oh God.

- This is probably gonna burn.

- Okay. All right.

God! Let me sit down.

If you feel you're gonna faint,

put your head between your knees.

- Will it leave a scar?

- I don't know. Could you sit still?

- It hurts, damn it.

- I'm sorry.

It shouldn't hurt that much.

Hold on, hold on.

- You got a piece of it right there.

- I know.

- It hurts, damn it!

- You're such a baby.

Yeah, yeah.

He got me, didn't he?

You're lucky that you had

your jacket and sweater on.

Yeah, I feel real lucky.

All right.

Maybe you're not as big an a**hole

as I thought you were.

There, it's all better.

Good night.

I know that people have

no values today.

Psychiatrists sleep with their patients,

lawyers sleep with their clients.

Professors sleep with their students.

You know, I'm no angel.

But I'm having a really hard time

just pretending it's business as usual.

Don't make a scene.

- Are you trying to get me disbarred?

- Just listen to me.

The president gave away thirty pairs

of cufflinks as Christmas presents.

He gave a set to

Deputy Attorney General Paul Gray.

I know a girl in his office

and she told me -

- that he brought up a couple of girls

from clerical, working nights.

One of them was Elizabeth Quinn.

Are you saying that just because

she worked for him, he killed her?

- I need the cufflink.

- F*** the cufflink.

What you're asking me to do

is absolutely illegal.

Will you let your client fry

because you wanna play by the rules?

No, I would do anything for him.

But I'm not gonna break the law.

All right.

If he did it,

I'm gonna vote guilty.

But if he's innocent,

I don't want that on my conscience.

Miss Riley,

I wanna see you in my chambers.

- Now?

- Now.

Have a seat, Miss Riley.

I saw you the other day.

I had the impression you were talking

with one of the jurors. Were you?

No.

I'll have to take you at your word.

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