The Judge Page #7

with what's going on the road.

When are you and mommy

getting a divorce?

What? Put your hand

where it's intended to.

- Where did you hear that?

- It is pretty obvious...

Well, the way these things work,

you know, it takes a long time,

happens in stages and...

- Your stuff are in

boxes, - that's a stage.

you're not wearing

your wedding rings,

and you probably going to ask

me who I want to live with.

- So which stage are we in?

- That one.

You know too much.

- Mommy will be lonely.

- Yeah? What about me?

- So would I.

- Daddies don't get lonely.

They only marry younger mommies.

Well, we will figure

it all out, baby.

It happened to Megan and

then it happened to Kaitlin.

I Just didn't think

it'll happen to me.

Me neither.

Let's turn left up here.

oh my god, the way you're driving,

you're doing great! you're

making the turns all by yourself.

Go, big girl, big girl!

Okay, when you see mom, what

are you supposed to say?

Best vacation ever!

Yeah, that's pretty good. Just don't

oversell it! You know what I mean?

Hey, thanks.

You'll be alright?

You'll be fine,

you're so hustle.

Hey, daddy.

Best vacation ever!

It's coincidence.

How's that possible?

Here we go.

Sir, I appreciate the primary

DNA evidence analysis

but bottom-line of support... what all

those numbers and percentages mean

when determining mark Blackwell's

blood on judge Palmer's car?

It's the victim's blood on the car. 946.101:18:43,199-

01:
18:45,898- didn't take a swing at Mr. Blackwell? -

No...

None of that.

Dr. Brannamon, you found something else in the

system at the time of his death, correct?

Yes, we did. Mark Blackwell had

oxycodone paracetamol in his blood,

Percocet. Didn't your lab in Chicago

register a blood alcohol level of.23?

Yes.

In that condition, could he've

been riding in straight line?

If he could ride a bike at all,

he would've been swerving.

Ms. Blackwell, after all those

years and all the heartbreak,

- how did you feel when he was released?

- I finally had my mark back.

I waited so long for

him to come home.

No mother should have to bear

losing a child like that.

Thank you, ma'am.

How often did you

visit mark in prison?

Er, I...Don't remember,

too many times.

Perhaps these visitation records

would refresh your memory.

How many times?

- Twice...

- Pardon me? / twice!

oh, so, not too many times,

two times in 20 years?

Twice! One for each hand!

- It's at a 20 degrees bend at best.

- So, deputy Hanson, looking at this road,

there's no indication that judge

Palmer tried to slow his vehicle?

- No.

- As a matter of fact,

there're no brake marks

at all up there?

- No sir.

- No further questions, your honor.

Palmer?

Deputy Hanson, you were previously

an officer in Detroit...

Objection, the deputy's

credential is not in question.

"Welcome

to caritonville" - uh huh.

As stated by Mr.

Dickham, these pictures

were taken in the morning

of the incident...

Uh, what is that?

Can you help me?

- Right there.

- Not really, no.

Does that help?

Road kill? Raccoon, maybe?

- Sir, offer of proof here?

- What is your point, Mr. Palmer?

That there, is a

snapping turtle.

- And? - And, Detroit can

be forgiven for not knowing

what running over a

snapping turtle is like.

Nobody will hit it if they can see it and possibly avoid

it. If you hit a rabbit, possum or skunk, your car goes

'oop-oop'. now if you hit a snapper, similar to smacking

into a cylinder block...Kluck-kluck, 'ka-bam!', 'ka-boom!'

Mr. Palmer, where exactly

are you going with this?

Oop...Your honor, the prosecution

maintains that the lack of brake marks

is evidence that Mr. Blackwell

was deliberately struck.

Is it not reasonable to assume judge Palmer

could have hit something substantial,

in the dark, raining, not

realize that a person is hit,

Just kept going.

Thus, it has been firmly established. Are

we within a mile of a question here?

The question is deputy, any brake

marks in front of that turtle?

Yes or no?

No...There're not.

Thank you, that's all I have.

You re-arranged everything!

Alright, Mary, wait! What?

What? What? What?

What? God damn it!

don't be a you know what, Mary!

don't be a...

My memory plays me. Search on!

Go on, search on!

You left too soon, Mary.

You left too soon!

Thought I heard you having a bad dream.

god, what happened Yo your hands?

Here, let's make the skin soft.

Who is the best lawyer

you've ever seen? Come on.

Mine is Robert Graham. I work for him.

He Just...Doesn't lose.

now you.

Mr. Shaw

my first job after law school.

A drifter killed a farmer,

violated his wife. Five points road,

with a coroner knife, vile human being,

So...We took dinner to the jail

every night, Mr. Shaw sat with him.

Prepared him, defended

him, no tricks.

He won?

Electrocuted.

He was dead. Mr. Shaw

had to live with it.

He was threatened, spit on,

people won't sit

near him in church.

He could've refused the case

easily but he believed in the law.

now, I can't say, er...Best

but Henry Shaw...

Most decent man I've ever met.

1015.101:
24:47,856

- 01:
24:51,053- Henry?

- Decent man.

- Hi, Palmer.

- Hank? Sheriff white.

Wonder you can come by the station,

there's something you should see.

We already seen the security footage

on the night of the accident.

Here is what happened. The judge leaves

the store, his car goes one way,

- Blackwell, the other.

- Patience...

- What time?

- 4 minutes 45.

- He didn't get to the mill.

- And?

The point being?

In his statement, judge Palmer says

he reached the road near the mill,

it was washed out and he

turned around, he's lying.

It takes 9 minutes to get

to the mill and back.

Your dad did it in 5. He didn't turn

around because it was washed out.

He turned around to

follow Blackwell.

He lived here his whole life.

don't you think he

can Gauge whether the

road is going to flood?

- That's not the point.

- Sherriff, may we use your office, please?

- Thanks.

- What's the honor of a spare room?

- 10 years, he will do 7.

- Insufficient evidence.

Offer expires when

you walk out..

- Do you want me to fry you?

- I'm glad to see you're on your game.

I like you too but I'm so bored.

I've intent now!

Premeditation, I'll

paint your father

as a 'holier than thou' prick determined

to see what he considers justice served.

My father is a 'holier

than thou' prick

determined to see what he considers justice

served. So, it's going to be a light day.

That's funny, I guess I can't

fault you for not remembering me.

I was the second chair

for the prosecution.

You defended that Milwaukee beer baron's

kid, the one that went slimy and dreary.

40 million in the bank,

one dead prostitute.

My god, you're good, best

verdict money can buy.

Everybody went at him because he flinched,

until there's a dead hooker in a hot tub.

There is your bumper sticker.

So, now I'm not sure, you followed

me down here to settle a score?

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