Doubt

Previously on Doubt...

I might sleep with you and then hate you,

and then I'll have to see you in court,

- and it'll be really awkward. You might.

Molly's here.

She's a witness for the prosecution.

What are you going to tell them?

I'm gonna say what I saw, Mother!

These are her psychiatric records, tapes of her sessions.

Save my boy, Sadie.

- Are you sleeping with Billy? - Yes.

The only way out of this mess is for us to win,

so that's what we're gonna do.

And then I'm gonna walk away.

Yeah, yeah.

- Sadie, what? - Can you for just one minute

forget what a disappointment I am?

You're not.

And just be my dad, okay?

And not my boss.

Because I'm gonna tell you something,

and you're not gonna like it,

and you're gonna want to yell, and I'm telling you right now

I can't handle it.

Go ahead.

It's bad.

Well, tear the Band-Aid.

I'm sleeping with Billy, and Albert found out.

Five days.

I'm gone five days, and my firm is falling apart.

I told him everything. Sorry.

Your secrets and lies

put this entire firm at risk.

Everything I spent my life building.

Do I really need to be here?

Being that I'm the only one here

who hasn't been keeping secrets.

What secrets have I kept from you?

You knew about Billy.

- That's a big deal. - So is quitting the firm.

What? - You told him?

- Was it a secret? - You're leaving?

I was gonna tell him myself.

And I was gonna tell you about Billy.

Don't do that.

Don't make it like this is the same thing.

Okay, you're right. I'm sorry.

Albert, you're leaving the firm?

- Yes. - Because of Sadie?

- She lied to me. - So you're gonna quit?

Doesn't that strike you as overreacting?

Says the person nobody lied to.

Oh, my God, what is going on?

This is serious.

You know what else is serious?

Sadie asking me to look into D.A. Russo

to find the smoking gun of corruption

that they're pinning the whole Brennan case on.

Russo's squeaky clean, no scandals.

- Oh, no. - What?

You know that thing that Isaiah does

with his right hand when he's really angry?

Yeah. - Now he's doing it

with both hands.

Oh, man, Sadie and Albert have been acting super weird

around each other recently.

Do you think that maybe they were dating

and then they broke up?

You got all that from Isaiah's hand gestures?

And Cam is there because...

She's in love with Albert, Sadie found out,

thus the breakup.

- Oh, my God, do you think that's it? - No.

The graffiti kid's parents are here for you and Cam,

but I'm afraid to interrupt.

What do you think is going on here?

Well, Billy Brennan's trial starts today.

Maybe it's a pep talk.

Can we please just put this aside

until after the trial? No, we can't.

You are sleeping with our client,

which means that your judgment is bad.

So you don't get to be his lawyer anymore.

You're gonna sit at the defense table and not speak.

You're a potted plant.

What did you just call me?

Enough! This is not who we are.

We don't fight each other. We fight them, out there.

So no more secrets. Is that clear?

- Yes. - Yes.

I'm sleeping with a prosecutor.

He said no more secrets.

I know the case.

I've been preparing for weeks.

Just let me do the open, then I'll be a plant.

I'm opening. What are you gonna say?

I'm gonna talk about how great your boyfriend is.

You'll love it. There they are.

I told them to leave the limo at home,

at least try to seem relatable.

Never again. He drove like a maniac.

There he is!

Mr. Brennan, how do you feel?

I feel... He feels happy to finally have his day in court.

Now if you'll let us through.

Don't talk. Just smile, look good.

All right, make sure you get everything now.

All right, here he comes... Here he comes.

Please don't shoot! Please don't shoot!

That's my son! He's my son!

- Dad? - We're unarmed!

- Dad! - All right, he's unarmed.

- He's... - Turn around. Get your hands up.

Show me your hands! - It's all right!

- Don't shoot, please! - Down on the ground, now.

We're surrendering, we're surrendering!

All right, get your hands up.

- Down on the ground! Get on the ground! - Mom! Mom!

- Hands where I can see them! - Don't shoot!

Do not shoot! Their hands are up!

Their hands are... Don't shoot my child!

Get that phone out of my face!

Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot.

So, what, they-they just

drag our son away, and now we can't see him?

They're transporting Heyward to family court.

We'll be waiting for him when he gets there.

Can you at least tell us what he's been charged with?

Well, he was caught tagging,

so that's a misdemeanor called making graffiti.

And the police pursuit was all over the news.

I'd expect additional charges: Resisting, obstructing...

No, that-that's on me. I told him to come home.

Well, the good news is that he's under 18,

so the maximum sentence

they can give him is two years in a juvenile facility.

Good news?

No, no. My son has a 3.8 average.

He is going to college.

You know, if Heyward were white, I don't think you'd be

talking to me like two years in juvie was good news.

Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't, I didn't mean to imply...

No, it's not about what you're implying.

It's about white kids and black kids

- don't get treated the same. Hey.

They're trying to help us.

Did you bring us his transcripts?

His grades, his honors, certificates of merit.

I mean, it's-it's all there.

But what those papers don't show is how good he is.

Make them see

who he is, Ms. Wirth.

Please.

This is Amy Meyers

as her mother liked to remember her.

Kind...

warm...

alive.

This is 1991,

before Billy Brennan cut her life short

by smashing her head with such force

that shards of her skull came to rest

inside the gray matter of her brain.

Over the coming days,

we will prove beyond a reasonable doubt

that Billy Brennan had the motive and the opportunity

to kill Amy Meyers.

We have an eyewitness putting him at the scene of the crime,

standing over Amy's dead body.

His own sister says he did it.

She said it 26 years ago, and she was silenced.

She now finally gets the opportunity

to tell the truth: That Billy killed Amy.

Pure and simple.

Guilty.

Billy Brennan

saves lives, he doesn't take them.

The man they want to call a murderer

is actually a brilliant pediatric surgeon.

The best of the best.

During this trial,

you'll hear a lot about the Brennans,

about their power, their sense of being above the law.

But that is not,

and has never been, Billy.

The evidence will show you

that Billy is good, generous, kind,

and most of all, honorable.

A man falsely accused by an overzealous prosecutor,

based on tainted, even fabricated evidence.

A man who deserves not our scorn and suspicion,

but our praise and respect.

Time tatters evidence and fades memories,

but character endures.

Billy Brennan is the best of the best.

So are you.

The best of the best.

Thanks.

Mom, Dad?

Heyward.