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Perhaps, I could suggest that you killed her.
Are you making a joke?
Did you?
Haley feels that it's important that he gets out on bail.
You'll be able to contribute to his defense
in a more meaningful way.
I'm obviously very happy to be out,
and I look forward to clearing my name in court
and proving that I'm innocent.
We're not in this together.
I'm gonna play the role, the assigned role,
and that's it.
You just committed witness tampering.
You actually did think you could change his mind, didn't you?
Oh, my God. Of course.
We're gonna do a TV interview.
Let the people see for themselves.
What you want them to see?
That in all this, I lost someone I loved!
Let's not forget that, uh...
that in all this...
I lost someone I love.
So you still say you didn't kill her?
Well, I say, I say that because I did not kill her.
- You loved this woman. - You knew her.
You knew her life.
Do you have some idea who did?
I do. Yeah.
How you doing, Henry?
- Good, thanks, sir. - Yeah?
Why were you there that night?
Outside her apartment?
Because I was, I was walking.
Like I always do. I didn't know where I was.
I've told you this many times.
It is just such a coincidence, isn't it, that...
I was having an affair with her,
and, and, you were there.
- Just as I was, or just had been. - Oh, my God.
What are you asking me?
Were you following me?
Was I following you?
Were you?
Were you following me?
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Were you following me, Grace?
- Don't you dare say that... - Are you Jonathan Fraser?
- I'm sorry. Excuse me. Can we take a selfie with you? This is wild!
- Johnny! Right here! - No. No.
- Quick selfie. - No. No. Come on.
- This is... - Grace! Grace!
How are we doing?
What's going on?
Um...
I think we're both, um...
A little pre-trial nerves, that's all.
Look, they have a strong case. No question.
But it's circumstantial.
Nobody saw anything.
They don't have a murder weapon,
and some of the science actually helps us.
Their case is vulnerable.
So you keep saying, um,
although with a little more anxiety each time you say it.
Here's my question.
What's our case, Haley?
Because I don't really have clarity on that.
Our defense is wait and see.
I told you. It's fluid.
Fluid. Okay, great. That gives me great confidence. Thank you.
It depends on what they throw at us.
Okay. Let's break it down.
Our case is you.
You say you didn't do it.
Explain why you ran.
And our case is you.
You say, "Believe what he just said."
I can't imagine that the word of a devoted wife
would carry much weight.
Are you devoted, Grace?
I'm here.
Under the circumstances, I think I deserve a medal.
We have seven women on the jury.
These five...
are educated, working professionals.
Just like you.
These two...
have been cheated on by their husbands.
Just like you.
And then there's this guy.
He knows better than most that infidelity doesn't mean murder.
He's having an affair, himself.
How could you possibly know that?
I know all these people.
We piggyback on the algorithms of both Amazon and Google.
I know where they go shopping. Where they go to eat.
Where they go on vacation. We know it all.
We're already targeting their Instagram and Facebook accounts
with pro-defense news feeds.
Is that legal?
It's gray enough to get away with.
We do have one little problem.
The same question keeps coming up in all our focus trials.
If you didn't do it, then who did?
We need to offer up another suspect.
Whoa.
Well, what about his alibi?
Oh, it stinks. I can nick it.
Take his hand, would you please?
I mean, now.
- Why? - Because I said so.
Do it.
Feel his hand.
Feel hers.
Feel together.
If you two don't feel it, neither will the jury.
I'm not feeling that.
What is the point of this?
The point is that you two need to be one in the room.
In effect, you'll be giving testimony every single day.
Every single minute of this trial.
The jurors will be studying you for signs.
Is he human?
Does she believe him?
Does she still love him?
They will constantly be taking measure of you.
Individually, and jointly.
Look, juries don't like to convict good-looking people.
They certainly don't like to imprison doctors,
and they don't like to punish the wealthy.
As much as we think we like to stick it to the rich,
in the end, we don't.
We never do.
The idea that jurors don't come into this
with preconceived notions,
that's just preposterous.
This case has been so well-reported,
I might go as far as to say that these jurors are liars.
I mean, to get on this panel,
they would have had to have declared
that they know nothing about this case.
Does anybody...
It's just entertainment.
Which you need to be a part of.
The jury will know who you are.
Haley says that they notice everything.
Your presence. Your reactions.
- It all matters. - Grace.
You're doing this for your grandson.
I will be at your side,
tomorrow and beyond.
But the idea that this best serves Henry
is absolute nonsense.
Murderer or not, Jonathan must be kept
as far away from your son as possible.
FiveThirtyEight is reporting an 83% chance of conviction this morning,
down three points from just yesterday...
Plans for a last-minute plea deal either never materialized,
or were squashed.
How is Grace doing?
Are you speaking to your son-in-law?
Take all the metal out of your pockets, please.
Thank you.
Next, please.
Step up.
Take all the metal out of your pockets, please.
Murder is ugly business.
I must warn you,
whatever you've heard, whatever your predispositions,
this one,
it's worse than you think.
The evidence will show that
Jonathan Fraser was having an affair with the victim.
That he went to the victim's studio
on the night of January 8th, 2019.
That he sexually penetrated her.
That he then violently,
savagely,
beat her to death.
He then fled the scene and went into hiding,
before he was captured.
Elena Alves was bludgeoned so badly,
so viciously,
she was unrecognizable to her own husband.
She was first discovered
by her 10-year-old son,
Miguel.
She was hit with a blunt instrument
11 times.
The medical examiner found that
the wounds inflicted were consistent with a sculpting hammer,
which belonged to the victim.
A hammer which was never found.
It could have been a hammer
like this one.
He turned her skull into mush.
He just kept hitting.
And hitting.
And hitting.
And hitting.
He just kept hitting.
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