Bull

Okay, ladies, this is the only cover-up

you will ever need. It is absolutely magical.

And how much does this magic cost?

Well, if you ask me, it's priceless, but for you, $29.99.

Renewable every other month.

Ooh, can you hold this?

Ma'am.

Marshals, is there... is there something I can do for you?

Your daughter home?

No. She's at school. Why?

We're gonna need to swing by and pick her up.

Can I get my purse?

Just your purse. We'll come back and close everything up.

Sherri, is everything all right? I don't know.

- But are you coming back? - I don't know.

Well, can I still buy this?

Is he here yet?

Not yet. I just...

I need to make you aware of something.

Unless it has to do with Walter Franklin,

I don't want to hear about it.

Well, it sort of does.

Uh, Taylor needed to bring her son with her to work today.

The heat was out

at her day care and...

Walter Franklin is coming.

I know Walter Franklin is coming. It'll be fine.

Man's of a certain age,

I'm sure he's met lots of children in his lifetime.

- Little help? - Sorry.

Wha...?

- Did I miss him? - Uh, he's not here yet.

Does, um, anybody have a Sharpie?

No. We are not having him sign books.

But-but they're his. He-he wrote them.

He is not here to entertain us. He's a client.

And one of the great legal minds of the late 20th century.

And Bull's hero. Mine, too.

Any idea what he wants?

None. Just that he wants to meet.

He has a case he wants me to consider.

I'm jealous.

Mm. I won't lie, it's a bit like having Babe Ruth

- ask you to pitch to him. - Mm.

They just called from the lobby. He's on his way up.

Dr. Jason Bull, I presume?

Oh, my mistake.

The folks at my firm said you were younger than I

and better looking. I went with my gut.

Mr. Franklin, it's an honor.

You remember the Arrowsure Corporation?

The gigantic Ponzi scheme that they had

that the feds took down a few years ago in Chicago?

How could we not?

100,000 people lost their savings.

The Madoff of the Midwest.

You remember Anthony Gibson?

The mid-level accountant that testified against

the upper-level executives in the trial?

Of course. Didn't you represent him?

I did. And now I represent his wife.

As part of Anthony's plea deal,

and in return for testifying against his bosses,

he and his family were put into the Witness Protection Program.

Moved from Chicago, Illinois to Poughkeepsie, New York.

Got a job in the Highway Department.

Two weeks ago, he was shot and killed at 1:00 in the afternoon

by a car driving through his toll booth

on Highway 11.

Mrs. Gibson intends to sue the U.S. government

for wrongful death.

The U.S. government. Yeah, I've heard of them.

You sure you don't want to pick on someone your own size?

Well, that's where you come in.

Mrs. Gibson is a tough customer.

She's got enough anger for a dozen lawsuits, and rightly so.

She wants somebody to pay for what happened to her husband.

But you're worried jurors might not sympathize

with Ruth Madoff.

Bingo. Guilt by association.

And of course, the irony is,

he was one of the good guys, a working stiff,

one of 300 accountants, just a guy making a living.

But when the government came in

and asked if anyone would step up and testify against

these ghouls who were robbing the public blind,

he was the one fellow

who cleared his throat and said yes.

Felt it was his obligation. Felt it was his civic duty.

I get it, but I'm not sure everyone will.

It's not gonna be an easy sell.

People hear you work for Arrowsure Corp...

I know.

I assume this is a contingency case?

You really need the cash up front?

Look at this place.

Looks like somebody went to Best Buy for dinner and threw up.

Come on, get a look at this face.

Don't you want to go into business with this?

Come on. Come with me,

we'll visit the lady and her daughter.

Do some good with your life. Earn yourself some good karma.

My husband agreed to testify

because they promised him

that him and his family would be safe.

The government made their case

on my husband's back

and then they just basically left him for dead.

How the hell am I supposed to know

that my daughter and I are safe when that could happen?!

You know what?

I just need compensation from the government

to get me out of this country. That's it.

Just get me out of this country, move someplace

where everybody and his uncle doesn't have a gun,

so that me and my daughter can start over. That's it.

And that's what I'm here to try and help you do,

but take my word for it, you go in there and demand anything

from a jury,

insult the country they call home,

and they are gonna be only too happy to exact revenge

on behalf of the friends and relatives

who lost everything to the company your husband worked for.

But, you put away that anger,

and you go in and present yourself

as the victim you actually are...

The concerned mother, the grieving widow...

And you might just get what you want.

Walter, who is this guy?

I... I don't like him.

Give us a minute, will you.

Who's in there?

Daughter. Tiffany. 15.

Tiffany, my name's Dr. Jason Bull.

I'm part of your mother's legal team,

at least for the time being.

You think you and I could talk for a second?

You're not getting in that way.

You have to climb through.

What can I do for you, sir?

You're not here to take us someplace else...

are you?

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

Sorry I dragged you out here.

Sorry I wasted your time.

You talked to the daughter?

Said hello.

If you ask me, we're repping the wrong plaintiff.

That 15-year-old girl,

she's your case.

Father turns state's evidence

and suddenly she's yanked out of the middle of the eighth grade

and her life in Chicago and dropped into a small town

in New York where she knows no one?

14 months later, in a single conversation,

she's told her father's been killed

and she has to move again to a motel.

Cut off all contact with everyone she knows

for the second time in her life?

The government that promised her a safe, new home

in return for her father's bravery

has delivered only death, disruption and heartbreak.

And what about Sherri? What about the mother?

My opinion?

I wouldn't let her within 100 miles of the courthouse.

*BULL (2016)* Season 03 Episode 15

*BULL (2016)* Episode Title: "Security Fraud"

I need a lawyer.

Oh, all right.

Well, I charge by the quarter hour, starting... now.

I'm doing some legal legwork for Bull

and this case he's working on with Walter Franklin.

Yeah, I'm still jealous. Yeah, and it turns out,

the government claims there's no negligence.

They say it has no relationship

to the case for which Anthony testified

and they're not responsible if some random person

shoots a witness in WITSEC, which is...

Appears some fancy new acronym for Witness Protection.

Think about it,

if someone shoots up a movie theater

and a witness in WITSEC is in there,

that's not their fault.

So-so we need to prove that the killing was in retribution

for Anthony's testimony

and not just some random shooting.

My bill is in the mail.

My man.

Guys, so I studied the case files last night,

and whoever was trying to kill Anthony Gibson

wasn't exactly a great shot.

What do you mean? He killed the man, didn't he?

But the ballistics report says the bullet actually missed.

It hit the side of the tollbooth, then ricocheted.

That's when it pierced the victim's chest.

I think the net-net is still the same.

Anthony Gibson is no longer spending time with his family.

Yeah, well, I'm on my way to speak with the marshal

who was in charge of Anthony's protection.

See what he has to say.