The Judge Page #8

oh, good lord, no.

I followed you down here because

I knew that if I didn't,

it was likely somebody was

getting away with murder.

My father is a lot of many unpleasant

things but murder is not one of Them.

But he is a liar. We

established that.

A liar who thinks he can operate under

the color of the law Just like his son.

Your shine isn't worth

a nickel, Mr Palmer.

A bully with a big bag of tricks

but unlike you, I have

one simple belief,

that the law is the only thing

capable of making people equal.

You may think mark Blackwell was white

trash and he may very well had been

but in the eyes of the

state, his life matters.

I'm going to impale your client

on a first degree murder charge

and you get front row seat.

Why are we even down here? Like there's

never a tornado, this is stupid.

Be happy that your

grandpa has a basement.

don't worry everyone, I got it.

Hey, turn that on, uncle Dale.

Yeah, why don't you show us

what you are working on.

You said you're going

to show me, man.

Come on.

Let's go.

Okay.

Charles Francis Jenkins first

invented the projector

on June 6, 1894

in Wayne county, Indiana.

Dale...Can you show the

movie that you made?

- Thank you.

- Here we go!

oh, nice.

oh family Christmas, look

at you guys in your PJ's.

That's us.

- That is our family.

- Yes, it's...

- There is me.

- Sweet.

Dad, you were cute once.

That's Hank and dad.

- Judge, you had hair?

- How are you...

- There you are!.

- Watch and learn,

boys.

Watch and learn!

- That was the best day!

- That's it.

- Proud mama.

- And dad.

- oh, sh*t...

- Shut it, George...

Turn it off!

- Alright, speed it up, man.

- I can't...

- It's film-making, I can't...

- Next! Next!

- Break the f***ing thing

with your hand if you

have to, let's go, let's go!

- Give him a chance.

Turn it off!

- Okay, alright!

- Enough! / what?

- We're Gonna fix it. It's okay.

- Not in this house!

oh dad, sh*t!

- oh...

- I'm so sick...Of you. I'm tired of the

way you decide...How the

world is Gonna run!

What? you're Gonna parcel out who gets

to say and do what, when you say it?

I decide in this house. You

can go decide in your house!

No, I can't! / why? Because I'm

still in purgatory with a client

who's doing everything in his

power to be found guilty!

You didn't make it anywhere

near the mill, did you?

Ok, ok, ok...

Did you? You hung me out f***ing dry with

Dwight Dickam 'Cause you rat out on me!

I told you everything I knew!

You told me everything is...

- Guys, come on! Easy! Easy!

- Get outta my way! Get outta my way!

Get your hands off me!

God damn it, Hank!

Where's he going?

Why did you pull me

out of boy scouts?

As punishment for blowing up the

Mccross' mail box with m-80s!

- I was 13, that, you remember.

- Old...Old enough to know better!

You didn't come to my high

school graduation or college.

- oh, boo, f***ing who!

- Why?

Why? Jail time, truancy, I

was never rewarded anything,

- none of your sh*t! - I graduated

from law school, for Christ sake!

As oppose to what, dropping out?

- F*** you!

- Let me tell you something, okay?

Here...

I put a roof over your head,

money in your pocket,

clothes on your back,

food in your mouth!

Who paid for that

college education?

I never showed up to kiss your a**hole!

Your mother?

She's a housewife.

Why don't you swallow your goddamn

pride and Just come home to her?

You tell me why!

'Cause you didn't invite kid

parolees back to court.

You recognized those

who did their time,

turned their lives around,

made something of themselves.

Everybody in the court applaud,

you made sure that they did.

You told Them how

proud you were...

Proud of f***ing strangers.

Is that all you wanted, Henry, is

some kind words and 'thattaboy'?

Then the usual way is to

come...The f*** home!

We all waited,

quietly

but you never came.

Ok? And I was the one you blame

because you won't come home.

Me, now was I tough on you? Yes.

How you turned out, Henry?

Waiting tables, a bum?

You put me into a

juvenile detention.

You sent me to the f***ing

Vanderburgh!

- No, no, no. You put yourself there!

- Did I?

Yes.

The prosecution recommended community

service, that was your call.

No, it won't have helped you.

I didn't need help,

I needed you!

You were high, you rolled the

car with your brother in it!

He had a major league

career ahead of him,

a 90 mile an hour fast ball and

now he work at a tire shop!

You crippled him, you stole his

future, you call me an a**hole?

I was 17, that's what happened.

I was 17.

oh! I was 13, I was 17...

You were heading down the wrong path,

I did what I thought was right.

You know I didn't Just graduate from law

school, I graduated first in my class.

- Good...

- I was first in my class.

Yeah...

- I did really well, dad.

- you're wellcome. / f*** it!

I'm tearing this house down.

Burn this f***ing house.

Mary Palmer 1940- 2014

- about that storm, huh?

- Hmm...

I am glad you and mommy

became friends and I...Why?

- Why Sam?

- Why?

Who the f*** is Carla's dad?

Go, go to courthouse,

pull the certificate.

I did...No father is listed.

No, there's not

because Carla's father was

never going to be her father.

Him knowing, would Just

complicate things.

There was no wildlife river boat trip,

there's no ever clear and kool-aid,

it's Just one of those

lies we tell ourselves...

In order to move on and we did.

Great, I get to move on too.

What lies are you

going to tell me?

That it was fine with me when you

left and go to that goddamn concert,

you never called again.

That...Umm...

I'm entirely comfortable with Carla

never knowing who his father is.

That you're the only one

who is Gonna get hurt...

When you run away, again,

like you always do.

oh, I know that look.

you're a bullshitter.

Well, yeah, it's my bullshit,

kinda removed your shoes from it.

See you in 20 years...

Looking forward...

Finally opened her up, huh?

Yeah.

Eva Williams, she was 23 years old when

I drove down to Bart stone, Kentucky,

1979, to buy her.

I almost cracked this baby

open a thousand times...

And I'm glad you didn't.

Yep.

you're not going to tell

me I shouldn't drink?

you're big boy

as long as you're

ready for tomorrow.

Dickam is Gonna

turn up the heat.

I'm.

I went saw mom today.

Yeah?

Nice...

Where is she now?

Where's who?

Where is Mary? you're

thinking something else...

After we died?

you're asking me if

I believe in god?

Do you?

I'm 72, stage 4 cancer.

What choice do I have?

You know...

I was going to say that, uh... I was going

to apologize for belittling your marriage.

It's not easy to have

a good marriage.

I don't know what to do,

what would you do...?

With Lisa and all?

I, I don't know.

Henry, I truly don't.

You think you can make

each other happy again?

Go on...

Have a little toast here,

to what, I don't know

but let's have a toast.

- To good luck in court.

- Good luck.

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