Bull

You asking me if I ever had a gun to my head?

Which time?

No, this never happen to me.

It was surprising. I'd never been so calm in all my life.

I threw my wallet at the guy and ran away.

I remember that it happened,

but I can't tell you anything about it,

except I can describe the gun

down to the scratch on the barrel.

Gun to your head, what would you do?

Kept hearing those words.

I thought it was a great opportunity.

After all, crisis reveals character.

Good morning, everyone.

Hi, uh, I'm chunk Palmer.

I'll be your liaison for the day.

We here at tac are aware that you have many options.

Of how you spend your time

and we appreciate you spending it with us.

You all have been carefully selected

to participate in today's mock jury.

It's an opportunity to express your thoughts and feel...

Smells good. What is that, coffee?

I miss coffee so much.

There's a little left if you want some.

Oh, you're sweet, but, uh,

it's not good for my ticker.

I got a heart thing.

All for $200 a day.

And a hot lunch.

So, uh, please, let's get out of this rain.

Please follow me.

As we proceed through the security checkpoint,

if you look to your left,

you might catch a glimpse of one of our analysts

in their natural habitat.

The indispensable tac employees,

Cable Mccrory and Danny James.

Hi, everyone.

I always wanted to be in one of these focus groups.

I mean, I'm not a white male aged 18 to 49,

but I remember what I liked when I was.

Before we settle in to our new home in mock court,

now might be a good time for a bathroom break.

Ladies and Gentlemen.

This is the talented and delightful, Marissa Morgan.

You can't hide anything from Marissa, but why would you?

Any bit of information

about yourself that you've left

online or a scrap of paper, Marissa can use it

to make a motivational matrix for each of you.

Thank you, Chunk.

Hi, everyone.

I promise this is not an invasive process.

Now, you will be hearing presentations.

By our in-house Attorney, Benny colã³n.

Oh, don't listen to a word she says.

She used to work for the government.

Mind-control specialist.

We will be interviewing some,

if not all of you, for your responses.

Now, this will help give us a better sense.

Of how the real jury will respond.

We will also be measuring your biometrics,

using these wrist monitors.

Mind-control devices.

They record your heart rate,

skin temperature, perspiration levels,

and other factors that indicate your emotional state.

In real time.

To make you more pliable.

And as you can tell, it hasn't worked on Benny at all.

Laurel Guthrie,

you are juror number 18.

Please find your seat.

All right, everyone, you are the jurors.

There are no wrong answers.

Are there right ones?

If you don't like what Benny says,

we would like to know that.

If you don't like how Benny says things,

well, we might agree with you.

If you don't like the way Benny looks... Hey, hey.

Then that is on chunk because he picked out this suit.

We do what we can.

All right. We're good to go.

Just need the guy with the glasses.

So, uh, Bull, I am in no way questioning.

What we are all doing here.

Ah, what are we doing here?

The ancient druids believed that, uh,

our souls were immortal,

and that these physical vessels were only temporary.

Of course there are others.

Believe that we are just projections.

In a simulated universe, characters in a video game.

I wasn't speaking so existentially.

Oh, okay. I just want to let you know

I am happy to be spending my time digging up dirt.

On a scumbag ceo who's being sued by our scumbag coo.

Because they're fighting over their business.

You have a firm grasp on this case. Excellent.

I just want to be clear.

One of these high-dollar cases.

Pays for a dozen where the client

is in need and deserves our help.

I'm responsible for everyone in this building, Danny.

And according to the lease,

the building itself.

- Noted. - Thank you.

Okay, you two, we're locked and loaded.

What's the question of the day, Bull?

Well, it's gonna be a good one.

Oh, come on.

Please, no.

Yeah.

Is a hot dog a sandwich?

This could get out of control in a hurry.

It's perfect.

Ask the question, please, Benny.

It's not two slices of bread.

Okay? It's just not.

Anyway, I have a question about my opening argument.

It violates

my five-minute rule.

I really would like to cut the following

four paragraphs.

Hold on, Benny.

What's going on with mock juror 18, Marissa?

Uh...

Laurel Guthrie.

Age 34.

She's from fort Greene, Brooklyn.

Heart rate accelerating.

Respiration's increasing.

She's pretty fidgety.

She seems really nervous.

Everybody down!

*BULL* Season 01 Episode 12 "Stockholm Syndrome"

Okay.

Everybody, calm down.

Calm down.

Is anybody hurt?

Marissa? Are you okay?

I'm okay.

I think it's just from the dust.

You're okay.

She's okay.

Guys.

Hi, can you hear me in there?

Is anyone on?

We're here, cable. Status check.

Just a few minor injuries,

but the corridor caved in.

- What in the hell? - What do you think?

- Nobody move! - Nobody move!

She's got a gun!

Call 911.

Okay.

Laurel.

Laurel.

Listen to me, Laurel.

Everybody stay down on the ground.

Hey, if you're gonna pull a gun.

In my courtroom, you're gonna point it at me.

And no one else.

Understood?

Here.

You know the layout to my building.

You found a way to be a part

of the mock jury, and you smuggled in.

What looks like a 3D-printed firearm,

to get past the metal detector,

and you fabricated an explosive device.

But there's nothing in our background profile on you.

That would indicate you're a violent person.

You don't know anything about me!

All right.

Then why don't you tell me?

You're all right.

You need to relax.

You've done a lot of planning.

To get to this moment.

I know it's important to you.

Tell us why.

My husband.

You have to get my husband out of jail.

Okay.

Then talk to us.

We're all listening.

Aren't we?

I read you, Bull.

Pulling up everything i can find on him now.

Okay, her husband's name is Gordon Guthrie,

42, formerly of fort Greene, Brooklyn,

presently five years into a 15-year sentence.

He copped to it, Bull.

Entered a guilty plea.

They-they owned and operated a small Pharmacy.

Everybody, get over there.