The Guilty

Corrigan, 84971, you're free to go.

Guard: Open for prisoner release.

Hey, Corrigan.

We got a message for you.

- What message? - Your mommy called.

Said she was sorry she couldn't make it.

She had to go to work. Get in!

- So how was it? - It was beautiful, Dennis.

I'm thinking about going back next year.

Whose car is this?

I got you a job if you want one, same place as me.

No, I'm good, man. I've got plans.

- What plans? - Venezuela.

I met this guy inside, he was telling me about this oil rig.

So I figured that I would get myself a passport,

a little cash, and a ticket out of here.

All I need is a start.

Where do you get "starts” from?

Is it yours, Leo-- the car?

Stolen.

You picked me up in a fucking stolen car?!

Leo! Dennis! Are you kidding me?

I feel a little bit of a crash and dash coming on.

What are you doing, Leo? Stop the car!

Stop the fucking car!

Leo, pull over!

-I can't see! - Leo, pull over, now!

Oh, shit!

Come on, fellas. Let's get some booze!

Yeah! Party!

Stop the truck!

Hey, Leo! What are you doing?

Put it away!

- Put that fucking shit away! - Look out!

Corrigan: What are you carrying for?

Leo: I didn't hit anyone. Don't be such a dink.

Are you kidding me? I just got out of fucking jail.

Six months for ripping off a few cars. Big deal.

Don't you ever do that to me again. You hear me?

It ain't like it used to be, honey.

It never was.

Smoke a joint.

Let's go, Dennis.

Man: Justice, ladies and gentlemen of the jury...

Justice.

What is it?

And what is it worth?

In a libel case like this, we have to put a value on it,

though of course, it's not just about money,

and never has been.

There's a speech I remember

being made to learn by heart at school.

Time to find a new assistant.

Are you sure that's the quotation?

You left it on your chair.

That's not what you tell Mr. Crane.

Crane: It's Shakespeare:

"Who steals my purse, steals trash,

'tis something, nothing,

'twas mine, 'tis his,

and has been slave to thousands.

But he that steals my good name,

robs me of that which not enriches him,

and makes me poor indeed.”

He's the senior partner in the firm,

which means after me,

he's the most important person you'll meet.

Remember the way; you'll do this a lot when he's got a gig on.

I saw him on the news last night

talking about the Russell case.

Should end today. Crane hasn't got a hope.

All Selena's going to be getting is his bill.

Selena Russell was bankrupt in every sense

after that newspaper article appeared.

It finished her career.

And as you've heard, she can't get on a plane.

She can't go into a restaurant without people thinking,

no, believing--

that she's nothing better than a common prostitute.

Is that justice?

No, it's a human crime.

And for what was this crime committed?

A tabloid newspaper article,

22nd read on the nation's toilet.

Is that justice?

My client's reputation is her career.

And her career is her life.

And her life is in ruins.

I ask you a final time, is that justice?

Well, if not...

you tell me, how much is it worth?

Where is that little shit, Miles? His ass is fired.

Sorry, Mr. Crane.

I've got to be honest with you,

she lost it.

You're a fortunate man, Miles.

I remembered it... just.

How in the hell did you win this one?

I got lucky with the weather.

Here's your fan mail, sweetheart. I've got to get back to work.

- Only two? - One is a parking ticket.

Thanks, Aunt Maddy.

Yeah, thanks, Mom. It was great.

What's that?

Uh, my birth certificate.

What do you want that for?

I told you, Mom. I'm getting my passport.

You're not serious about that oil rig thing?

Yeah, you tell him. It's a stupid idea.

You can still rip off cars during the weekend.

Nathan.

Give it to me. I'll get your passport.

Nope. You lost the last one.

Let's go!

It's a good thing I had time to clean up, huh?

Hey.

Dennis: What's up?

-Mom...? - Nathan--

Mom! Please don't lie to me anymore.

I met your-- I mean, Martin,

when I was pregnant with you.

How come you never told me?

Hmm? I wasted my whole life listening to you.

It was your mother's decision.

My whole life, you've been telling me what to do.

I adopted you.

I gave you everything you wanted.

Criticizing me...

- preaching to me. - You ungrateful...

You never loved me!

Do you know what? You're not my father,

and I'm glad.

Corrigan: I never felt like I belonged here with him.

But I might have a family somewhere.

Your family is here.

Half of it.

His name is Callum Crane.

He was a law student.

- Does he know about me? - I never told him.

Why not?

He was very... ambitious.

He wouldn't have wanted to be held back by us.

Maybe if you would've told him, things would have been different.

Not necessarily better.

He's not the answer to your problems, Nathan.

He won't want to know you.

He better.

Reporter: Fashion model Selena Russell,

at the city courtroom this afternoon considerably richer

than when she went in. $2 million dollars

is one of the largest settlements awarded this kind of case,

and is a personal victory against the odds for Callum Crane,

one of the country's leading criminal defense attorneys.

And in other news tonight, a fire broke out down--

That's the last bottle. I have to get up next week.

Will they appeal?

I would if I were them. I may even suggest it.

One day, Callum, your genius for getting the guilty off

and winning undeserving lowlifes vast sums of money,

will be punished-- I hope.

I bet I make federal judge before you.

You're a devious, amoral hypocrite.

Exactly.

Give Natalie my love.

She prefers diamonds.

- How is she? - Who knows?

She's asleep when I leave and asleep when I get back.

For all I know, she never gets up.

See you tomorrow.

Drive carelessly.

Callum: Ahem...!

You scared me.

Sorry. What are you doing here?

Having a great night out with my friends, Mr. Crane.

What are you doing here?

This is my first day and Miles said he was breaking me in.

Leave it...

and I'll give you a ride home.

Are you sure, Mr. Crane?

You can call me "sir.

What do you want to drink? I'm buying.

Drink?

Whiskey sour, double.

So what about you?

You don't want to be one of our secretaries your whole life.

I don't want to be one of your secretaries at all.

So what do you want?

An easy job which pays very well

with absolutely no skill or education required.

- Such as...? - Miles'.

Though I think I'm well overqualified.

Are you married?

I'm really not sure.

Are you?

What do you think?

I never think unless I'm paid.

Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Crane...

sir?

No.

Why not?