Newton's Law

We oppose bail, Your Honour.

Based on the strength of the evidence,

Mr Aristides is likely to receive a sentence of imprisonment.

Oh, God!

Grab him!

Josephine Newton's a hopeless lawyer!

She's a big fat liar! Don't nobody give her a job!

Shit a brick!

Fireys reckon it was deliberate. You reckon it was Nikos?

Their insurance company sent through another letter of demand.

And the doc says that my tendon was nearly completely severed.

Your landlord thinks you're on drugs.

If you want to sue him, we have to prove that you're not.

Of course, having you in there, that'll spice things up a bit.

Not... Well, I didn't mean, you know...

Not... not like Indian spice. I didn't mean...

It's me, Rose!

I just thought I'd let you know I'm going to Bali!

How?!

You don't have any money!

Is this a good idea?

No.

Ah, what the hell.

What about the other night?

Well, maybe that was a mistake too.

Hey, what are you doing tonight? Nothing.

Do you wanna do nothing together?

Sure.

Where do you think you're going?

You're the groundsman, right?

I'm Harry, James's friend.

The family's away. But I think you already know that.

Ah, look, listen, Terry? Trevor.

Right, I just dropped in to get my sneakers.

Take a seat. I've gotta be somewhere.

Too late.

SO1EO7 Terminal Velocity

Can I go now?

The only place you're going is the police station.

But we're going to organise bail as soon as we can.

So they're still charging me. Yeah.

The police aren't buying your story, Harry.

I doubt the magistrate will either.

Isn't that your job?

To convince them?

Your dad says that you've been selling designer sneakers online.

I get them from China. Mm-hm.

Cheap, and onsell them.

James complained about the colour so I was going to swap them.

Your dad's really worried about you, mate.

No, he isn't.

No, he's worried I'll mess with his reputation

and cost him a fortune in legal fees.

How much are you charging him? Not enough.

Harry, you've had quite a history with the police.

Yeah, but...

But nothing. This is your third offence.

They could lock you up. You've been lucky so far.

This is a mix-up.

Those shoes were mine,

and James said I could drop over anytime.

Okay, that's good.

We can use that to argue that you had permission to enter the house.

Via the bathroom window? Where can we find James?

Either surfing the Mentawis or snowboarding in Japan.

What do you think?

What's the story with his parents?

Lost his mum when he was 10.

His dad's in New York, tied up negotiating a big deal with the UN.

Hmm, interesting priorities.

He's rescued Harry too many times.

Now it's your turn.

Adrian is an old mate. He's relying on me to sort this.

It's been a while since I've done a summary offence.

I'd really appreciate your opinion.

Okay, well, you could mount an emotional argument.

Dead mother, an absent father,

thrown into boarding school at the age of 10.

Plead guilty? Well...

No, the dad won't go for it. It's not an option.

So what's wrong with boarding school?

Oh, you know the psychobabble. It's privileged abandonment.

Poor little boys, packed off with their rugby balls,

told to forget the people they love.

They grow up mistrustful and unable to express emotion.

You do know I went to a boarding school, don't you?

I know you went to some school in the leafy suburbs.

But I grew up in outer suburbia. That's half a galaxy away.

Who paid for it? Scholarship.

Oh. Yeah.

I was smart enough to make both my brothers hate me.

Going to boarding school made them hate me even more.

What about becoming a barrister? Did they warm to that?

Not really. My mother's coming around, though.

Oh, she's impressed you made silk?

No, I got her off a parking ticket.

Ah, is this what you had in mind?

The judge likes a good Scotch.

Mmm, I've heard he likes a little too much.

Make sure you pass on my regards.

Craig swung himself an invite to Christopher Elvin's birthday party.

Oh, nice work. Always pays to stay in good with the judge.

Unless the party's so good you make a pass at her.

It happened once.

Doesn't this guy belong to you, Josephine?

Nikos Aristides,

who escaped custody after being charged...

It's Nikos Aristides, and he's been arrested.

He doesn't exactly belong to me. But he's your client.

Was.

Aristides now faces charges

of absconding from lawful custody

and a second arson charge for burning down his solicitor's office.

Thank you, Claire.

Josephine Newton is a hopeless lawyer!

She's a... Big fat liar.

Don't nobody give her a job!

Ah, lucky I've got other referees!

Hello, Helena.

Why are we even giving Nikos the time of day?

He blew up our office!

Well, you do at least owe him the courtesy of explaining

why you're not going to take on the case.

Me? Why do I have to tell him?

You're the one he asked for, and you were his solicitor.

But I'm not a solicitor anymore.

And he asked you to brief me.

Besides, I'm emotionally involved.

And I'm not? He incinerated my graduation photo.

Get in the car. Please.

It was the worst day of my life.

There is no more Josephine could have done, Nikos.

The barrister was dumped on her at the last minute.

He was just... An idiot.

So now she owes me a favour.

Nikos, you burned down my office and you expect me to defend you?

I swear to you I didn't do it.

You abused me on national television.

You called me a big fat liar and a hopeless lawyer.

I shouldn't have said those things. You're not fat.

But you're a barrister now and you're my friend.

The police have an eyewitness who claims

he saw you throwing a Molotov cocktail

in through the back window of our old office.

It wasn't me!

I'm sick of being on the run. I want to clear my name.

That's why I need you, Josephine.

Let me get this straight, Ms Newton.

This man is the same man who has previously appeared before me

accused of burning down your former office.

Yes, Your Honour.

And I understand that it would be inappropriate for me

to defend that charge,

but I will continue to represent Mr Aristides

on the first charge of arson...

To save the court time, Your Honour,

the prosecution has opted to consolidate all three charges,

in which case, Ms Newton has a conflict,

especially as we'll be calling her as a witness to one of them.

What's he saying? Shh!

I have to agree, Ms Newton.

I'm sure you're an excellent multi-tasker,

but you can't be a victim, witness

and a legal representative all at once.

I want Josephine! Silence, Mr Aristides.

You will have fair legal representation.

No, you can't do this to me! Not again!

Mr Aristides, if you say another word,

I will hold you in contempt.

Please!

A part of me actually believes him.

Don't look at me like I'm crazy.

Was trying not to.

How can you want to help that nut case? He tried to kill us.

He claims that he didn't, but of all the fires that Nikos lit:

the toilet block, the car, the house, he admitted to all of them.

He pleaded guilty. He never denied lighting any of those fires.

But he denies the restaurant and the office?

Possibly because he didn't burn them down.

The police only have got one eyewitness.

That's one more than Nikos.

Well maybe they missed some. What about the local shopkeepers?

I can ring around.

No, no one should be doing anything.

Johnny, how many chances were you given?

Mmm.

Yeah, look, if we're gonna talk to anyone,

I should do it face-to-face.

I know them all. They'll talk to me.

You can buy me a burger.

There's only one tiny problem. I thought we couldn't act for Nikos.

I can't, as his former solicitor,

but there's nothing stopping you from briefing someone else.

Sorry to drag you off the slopes, James.

I just wanted to ask you a few questions.

No problem.

As you know, I'm representing Harry Sutton,

and he says he's a good friend of yours.

Not really. He was a bad influence.

We told James to stay right away.