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Previously on Your Honor...
I know your car
was stolen the day after
you killed my son.
Carlo!
He's about to be arrested
for the murder of Kofi Jones.
I can make sure that he walks out a free man.
Stay away from the hotel. Get away from the hotel!
- - Carlo Baxter,
-you're under arrest. - For what?
You have the right to remain silent.
They're saying that he killed someone.
-What? -I didn't know who else
-to come to, and I-- -No, no, no.
It's-it's okay. I've got you.
The wrong brother died.
Is he seeing anyone?
Did he tell you that he has a girlfriend?
It's not really appropriate for me to--
Oh, I'm sorry. You're right.
Look, I hate it that we have to lie.
There's no choice.
Doesn't sound like love to me, Frannie.
I asked Molly to give you
the Carlo Baxter arraignment.
Uh, you need me. You can't do this without me.
I didn't get it, did I?
Sarah LeBlanc will be trying Carlo Baxter.
You been drinking?
Fuck you. Fuck the both of you.
Hands on the fucking wheel.
Jimmy.
If you don't come through for Carlo,
it would be the easiest thing in the world
to cut your heart out
and feed it to the river.
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It was a setup. I know it.
I'm sorry, Sarah.
Did you see anyone at the bar?
White cops stop Black person driving,
get lucky.
It happens.
Funny part is, I was on my way to your surprise party.
I was
speeding so that I'd get there ahead of you.
Did you talk to your professional
responsibility lawyer?
Mm-hmm. Rehab in exchange
for charges dropped
and arrest record expunged.
What do you think?
I think I don't have a drinking problem,
and I don't want to lose the Baxter trial.
This is your career, Sarah.
An arrest is bad.
A felony conviction-- that's your judgeship.
They want me off this trial, Michael.
-"They"? -Oh, come on.
-Don't-don't do that. -Don't do what?
You think this city isn't capable
of connecting up all the dots?
Cops in bed with crime families
in bed with politics in bed with cops.
It's an unvirtuous circle.
You lose your job, you're off the case anyway.
Sarah, please, you've got to be smart now.
I don't think that D.A.'s got the balls
to actually prosecute a sitting judge.
So you haven't seen it, then.
Seen what?
I'm gonna need you
to take a field sobriety test, ma'am.
You want me to do the alphabet backwards?
Z, Y, X, W, go fuck yourself. How's that?
-Come on. Turn around. -You have got to be
-fucking crazy. -Do I look like I'm crazy?
Hands behind your back.
It's gone viral.
Rehab.
Well, could be worse.
You know why I don't want to lose the Baxter trial?
-Yes. -You do?
Cops, crime families, politicians.
You left out one group-- judges.
The judges in this building cannot be trusted.
-Am I right? -Save one.
Stubborn bastard in court 14
who insists on putting justice above everything.
No justice, no peace!
No justice, no peace!
No justice, no peace!
There is
an existential threat heading our way.
It wants in.
It wants to contaminate us.
And it is my job to protect this courtroom
and everyone in it the best I can.
So, lawyers, court staff
and family members of the accused and the victim
are all allowed in the court.
Nobody else without express permission.
We are having this courtroom deep-cleaned every evening,
and I'm putting a man on the door
so outsiders don't get in.
I do this with a heavy heart,
because excluding the press
and the public goes against every principle
that I hold dear--
transparency,
open justice, accountability.
This is going to be upsetting.
I'm sorry I have to show it to you.
I really wish I did not.
This trial is about...
what happened
in a prison cell in the four minutes
between 9:11 and 9:15 on October 13
to turn this child...
...into this.
First rule in the rule book of how to be a trial lawyer--
don't get emotionally involved,
maintain a professional distance.
Bullshit.
I am 100% emotionally involved
in getting this brute of a human being convicted
of this murder. Why?
Because I know he did it.
I have proof
of Carlo Baxter's violent, racist nature.
I can prove
that he had a clear motive
for killing Kofi Jones
and that he orchestrated his one-night stay
in Orleans Parish Prison,
allowing himself the opportunity
to employ that violent nature
and act on that motive.
Nature, motive, opportunity.
-Can you stand up, Carlo? - Objection.
-She can't do that. -Whatever.
Stand, don't stand, doesn't matter.
Pretty soon, you guys are gonna get a good look at Carlo Baxter,
whose defense is asking you
to believe that he killed five-foot-seven,
40 pounds lighter, unarmed
Kofi Jones, because he feared for his safety.
Okay, how do I know this?
Because he can't say he wasn't there,
and he can't say it wasn't him,
because the evidence supporting presence
and identity is incontrovertible.
So what else can he say
about how Kofi Jones ended up dead on a mortuary slab
after four minutes in a cell with him?
Self-defense is all he's got.
Surprise, surprise, that's what he's going with.
Call me a cynic.
Who is Carlo Baxter?
He's his father's son.
Who's his father?
Don't go to the hotel. Stay away from the hotel.
-Get away from the hotel! -No, no. No, no, no.
-Objection. -Turn that off, please.
-Go! -Both of you, up here.
-Are you kidding me? -What's the matter?
You don't like it when your puppet master does the talking?
It's irrelevant, Your Honor. What does this evidence tell us?
That the accused's father knew he was about to get arrested
and tried to stop it from happening.
And how does that help the jury?
By making them ask a second question.
-Which is? -How?
How did he know?
Is he a police officer? No.
How would Jimmy know? Who told him?
-And how is this relevant? - Yeah.
Because if you kill someone while defending yourself,
most people-- most innocent people-- come forward
and say, "I'm really sorry I killed someone."
Is there an argument in there somewhere?
"I had to do it or they would have killed me first."
Not Carlo. Not Carlo and his daddy.
Are we going to see evidence to support this?
I'm asking the jury to use their common sense.
Just lay it out for me, please.
Jimmy Baxter is a gangster.
That's what she wants. They are not gangsters.
The Baxter family are gangsters.
They were tipped off to Carlo's imminent arrest.
Tipped off by whom?
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We don't know... yet.
Maybe Johnny here can tell you.
Okay, I'm not gonna take that shit from her.
All right. Enough. Enough.
This is getting way too personal.
I will not have this in my courtroom.
Now, both of you, go sit down.
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