Bull

Christopher Lankford.

I'm coming for you.

I've got a gun aimed at the back of your seat.

So... no more screaming.

All right?

Right.

Hands where I can see 'em.

What do you... what do you want...

you want my wallet? You can have it.

I don't know.

You got two million dollars in there?

You serious?

I'm as serious as Trump's barber.

That's what you owe my client.

So unless you got that in your wallet,

I'm not interested.

Now, on the count of three,

we're both getting out of this car.

Do not try to run away

or you will feel a sharp, sudden pain in your buttocks.

- Am I being clear? - Very.

Okay.

Here we go.

One, two, three.

Slow it down. Slow it down.

You're doing great. Just one more thing.

Turn around.

Feel free to stretch out.

Make yourself comfortable.

You couldn't snag him during the day?

It's almost midnight.

Great doing business with you, too, Hector.

I had to wait for him to come out of his girlfriend's house.

- You got my money? - Of course I got your money.

It's in my pocket.

And that's where it's gonna stay until after I see the guy.

Okay.

This is him?

That's him.

No. This ain't him.

Definitely not him.

My guy wears a rug.

This guy's hair's organic.

Wait a second. Don't just walk away, come on.

He-he looks like the guy.

He was where my tipster said the guy would be.

- I... I think he's the guy. - He's not the guy.

Hector. Hec-Hector. Hector.

Hec... Listen, listen, seriously?

Seriously, you don't think that maybe he's the guy?

I lent the man two million dollars.

Believe me, I wish that were him more than you do.

Okay, fine, all right. He's not the guy.

But what-what do you suggest I do with him?

That's not my problem.

Hey. How you doing?

Be right back. I got to... I got to move my car.

Okay? Thanks.

Thank you for coming.

It's been a long time.

You look great.

What are you doing in here, Trent?

Are you not with the Bureau anymore?

The FBI?

I've been out two and a half years now.

You know that thing when you tell yourself,

"Hey, I'm hanging around with bad guys,

"doing lots of drugs,

"getting intimate with people I'm not married to,

but it's okay,

it's all about the job"?

Then, one day,

you're taking vacation time,

and you're still hanging around with bad people,

still doing drugs, still sleeping with people

you're not married to.

I realized that was me.

So I submitted my letter of resignation,

booked three months at a rehab, and here I am.

Well, not here, but...

W-What about your marriage? How-how's your son?

Marriage did not survive.

Surprise, surprise.

Me and my boy,

we're like a... a work in progress.

He's nine.

I get him one week a month.

Takes him five days to warm up to me,

so the sixth day is always great.

And then the seventh, he goes back to his mom.

And h-how about you? How about your life?

I hear you're working for some kind of, uh,

superlawyer. Which, frankly, is

something I could use.

Well... he's not superlawyer.

He's not even a lawyer, really.

But can we just start rom the beginning?

Why are you in here?

You, uh, you got a pencil?

It's quite a list.

I got a good memory.

Kidnapping. False imprisonment.

Assault and battery,

- menacing in the second degree... - He pulled a gun?

...reckless endangerment and, lastly,

assault with attempt to kill.

Let me get this straight.

He threatened the guy with a firearm

and then threw him in the trunk of his car?

The gun wasn't actually loaded.

Easy to say, hard to prove.

Well, the real guy... the guy he thought he was

throwing in his car, Christopher Lankford...

is under suspicion for a string of violent

home invasion robberies and armed holdups.

It's not like he could just throw him in the back seat

and tell him to sit still.

It was an honest mistake.

He got a bad tip.

And he's willing to make it right.

He's willing to pay for the medical bills,

the-the lost wages.

And he's been doing this kind of thing for how long?

What, being a bounty hunter?

Or, as they call it here in New York State,

a bail recovery agent?

This was his first job.

Seriously?

He's been licensed for over a year.

But it's hard getting started.

You need a bail bondsman to believe in you,

give you a break.

So how has he been making a living since he left the Bureau?

A process server, private investigator,

private security detail, bodyguard.

Just waiting for his shot.

And this was it.

Thing is, he's a really good person.

He was my mentor.

Taught me everything I know.

So...

what is it, exactly, he wants?

Help.

For maybe you to get involved?

Or at the very least, point him toward someone

who can get in there and fight for him...

Let me do this.

I'm heading down to the courthouse anyway.

Text me the name of the prosecutor who filed

the charges, and I will try and have a conversation

with him or her, see how dug in they are,

but I am not holding out a lot of hope.

How long has it been since you've seen this guy,

heard from this guy, thought about this guy?

- At least three years. - Great.

Then you won't hate me forever

if, after I talk to the A.D.A., I pass.

Dr. Bull?

Dr. Jason Bull

I'm A.D.A. Conway. My intern gave me your message.

This is a real honor.

Ah. A.D.A. Conway.

N... Nice to meet you.

I've... never seen you around here before.

Uh, thanks for making he time to see me.

Well, I'm a new hire. I started just after New Year's.

Well, I was wondering if we could discuss the charges

you brought against Trent Bolton.

Will your firm be involved in his defense?

I haven't quite made up my mind yet.

He's a friend of a friend.

Let's just consider this a professional inquiry.

Well, what would you like to know?

I was wondering if there wasn't some understanding

we could come to.

You mean a deal? A plea deal?

Hypothetically.

That's absurd.

On what basis?

On the basis of the facts.

At the end of the day, all that really happened here

is Mr. Bolton made an unfortunate mistake.

A mistake for which he is willing to pay.

And the victim should absolutely file suit in civil court.

Mr. Bolton freely admits he caused harm and he stands ready

- to make recompense. - Excuse me, this man

has made a lot of mistakes.

He threatened a private citizen with a gun,

then struck that private citizen,

rendering him unconscious, bound that private citizen,

threw him in the trunk of a car,

and then left him unattended at a public hospital

while he was still unconscious.

I don't dispute any of that, but let's be honest here:

if he had caught the right guy...

the guy that terrorized those people,

raped and robbed them

of everything they own...

well, I don't think the state would be wasting its time

prosecuting these so-called abuses.