The Trials of Cate McCall Page #7
With a cod and a hot plate.
You didn't just lose your kid.
Do you want to play some
kind of misery contest?
With me?
Alright, let's play Cate.
That'd be fun.
But I'm gonna tell you
one thing, goddmanit...
You will lose, you'll
f***ing lose completely.
So please, just cut
out the bullshit.
I can't do this anymore.
No, you can't do this anymore.
No, you won't.
What do you want to be?
An old bag, with a bottle
of booze beside you?
I have heard enough AA bullshit
to last me a life time.
All the cute little sayings,
and the stupid rules.
It doesn't f***ing work.
I'm f***ing done with all of it.
Cate, sit down.
The A losers and the dirty cops...
And the defendants lying
off their asses...
Go and f*** yourself.
F*** myself, sit down.
I put a man in prison
for 11 years...
Because I follow the rules.
I just let a murdered walks
because I follow the rules.
And now I lost my kid because I
follow the rules, you know what?
F*** the rules!
F*** you and f***
the f***ing rules!
Ow sh*t.
I'm meeting Jameson Sumnter.
Are you Cate?
Yeah.
Thanks.
I wanted to say I'm sorry.
I spent a life saving...
Fighting those awful charges.
But if you love someone...
You have no choice.
But to hold on to what
you believe about.
Even when people say
terrible things...
You can't go with the evidence.
You gotta go with your heart.
I really wasn't trying to hurt you.
I thought...
I truly thought.
I was doing something good.
A guy I know.
Did 27 years for
something he didn't do.
He said you can hang
on to the hate.
All these years, I thought...
you say you're sorry.
But this is better.
I like watching you cry.
You know why?
The hate is all you left me with.
Hate is all I got.
Sh*t...
Sorry baby, I totally overslept.
- Hey...
- Hey.
I'm gonna give you the
tiny little momma.
- Daddy...
- I know you're mad at me.
I know you are.
It's okay, baby.
No matter what anybody says, I...
Love you.
- Alright that's it.
- More than anything in the world.
And I always will.
Things about a person...
If you love them...
You have to hang on.
Do what you believe about
them in your heart.
You can't just go on evidence.
Cause evidence get misrepresented.
And twisted until it's
all a f***ing lie.
That's it.
You need to get yourself some help.
I got help!
This is the new improved me.
I slept.
So I see.
I got a call from the DA.
The assault charges are dropped.
I see.
I actually am the piece of sh*t
of the center of the universe.
You're half way right anyway.
You want to keep feeling the
way you're feeling right now.
Well, just keep on doing
what you're doing.
If you want to feel better...
Figure out how you can serve
something other than your own ego.
So you made a mistake.
I didn't make a mistake.
So Lacey pulled one over on you.
The custody judge thought Josh
was a better parent, okay.
What are you gonna do about it?
You're gonna drink
yourself to death?
So Augie has no mother at all?
For god sake, I had a few drinks.
Save it, Cate.
Save it for somebody that can't
smell your bullshit from mile away.
You're drunk.
And not because the
world did it to you.
Or because Wilson George
turned out to be innocent.
Or Lacey turned out to be guilty.
You're drunk because it's the
way you choose to handle it.
And if you don't change.
Guess what?
Nothing changes.
You're a great and
special person, Cate.
But not for any of the
reasons you think.
Not because you're a great lawyer.
Or you're pretty.
Or because you win in court.
What's so great about me?
It's something you need to
figure out for yourself.
I need 5 minutes.
We're appealing Stubbs.
Everybody knows you're appealing.
I know how you can put
her back in jail.
Our case can be made that she feels
to exhaust your state's appeal.
I can have you disbarred.
If you have me disbarred, you
can't take credit for my idea.
Can I talk to you?
Go f*** yourself.
I know she lied about the rape.
I didn't know it then,
but I know it now.
You know your problem is?
You can't tell the good
guys from the bad guys.
Used to be a lot easier
to tell the difference.
You're no better than me.
I don't think I'm better than you.
I think I'm just like you.
I want to get the bad guys too, and
right now I don't care how I do it.
They found a technicality.
They're exploiting it.
Maybe you didn't notice,
but I'm back in jail.
As soon as the state denies the appeal
we go right back to federal court.
Sumnter's all over the news
saying he'll set you free again.
Why would you want to represent
someone you think is guilty?
I don't make mistakes.
This case will come around again.
And when it does...
I intend to see that this poor
abused woman is set free.
Once and for all.
Douglas is moving over to Exxon.
I want you with me in DC
quarterbacking Waterford.
That's f***ing fantastic.
We'll head out tonight.
Oh, I'm...
I'm with my daughter in
Seattle this weekend.
Sorry babe, you're in DC.
Play your cards right, and you're
right back on the fast track.
Then we'll put on Henkle...
Said DBCP was well below
the damage causing level.
And that workers refused to
wear protective gear. Sorry.
Hey, I'm gonna miss my
connection to Seattle.
Can you see if there's
any later flights?
Everything you want to know
about Arthuro Juan Gonzales.
That's not the same guy.
Isn't it?
Okay, so check another airline.
A cellphone?
I've entered myself remember?
So if you ever need
to talk to me...
You just press that.
And that way I'll
always know it's you.
Hello?
Okay bug, we gotta go back to bed.
Could you give us a minute?
I'm sorry I missed your party.
I really wanted to be there.
I know I let you down,
and I'm really sorry.
Blue dog doesn't feel good.
No?
Is he sick?
He ate too many cupcakes.
I'm not gonna make you
any more promises.
I'm just gonna do better.
Okay?
I don't want the
tiny momma anymore.
Make this go away, you'll make full
partner by the end of the year.
You have my word.
Shall we?
Mr. Gonzales, would you mind reading
the first paragraph of this article?
Arthuro Juan Gonzales
convicted of a brutal crime...
In Chapas Mexico, in 2003.
This isn't me.
Mr. Gonzales, I'm looking
at your rep sheet.
The lists...
Murder.
Kidnapping.
Assault.
Sorry.
Cate.
Mrs. McCall.
I know you didn't kill anybody.
We're just trying to make him look bad. So
that you won't give him what he deserves.
Your Honor, we need a recess.
Just give him what he deserves.
Nice piece and the Times.
Sure it's justice you want?
Not a sit on the court?
What are you worried about, Cate?
That your client will go free?
You can't sit on this case.
You need to reused yourself.
All rise.
Who is that?
Looks like Justice Tanaka.
Please be seated.
Before us today, after
a lengthy journey.
Up and down the states and
federal justice system...
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