CWChris Wade
Judge Aldrich, the evidence before you documents a close, personal relationship between Lydia Gonzales and an underworld crime boss known as El Jefe.
JAJudge Aldrich
Well, how close?
CChris
Well, the U.S. Attorney's office believes that Ms. Gonzales can provide a name and identity for El Jefe, whose organization is also responsible for...
AAldrich
Dozens of brazen acts of violence and depravity in their bid to drive out the cartels and take over the nationwide distribution of cocaine and heroin. [to Lydia Gonzales] Ms. Gonzales, it takes a lot to get me away from my grandchildren on the night before Christmas. Now, this El Jefe, he's been terrorizing cities all across this country, and now he wants to export his violence to Cuesta Verde, but we're not gonna let that happen. Now, are you gonna tell us his identity or not?
LGLydia Gonzales
If I tell you, he'd kill me.
CChris
We've already offered to place Ms. Gonzales in the Witness Protection program. That's if she cooperates.
AAldrich
Then what's the problem? Ms. Gonzales?
LLydia
There's no protection from El Jefe. He can get anyone, anywhere.
AAldrich
Am I to understand you're this man's mistress?
AAldrich
I don't know whether you're siento or not, but I have no sympathy for people who consort with – with gangsters. You knew where El Jefe got his money from, didn't you?
LLydia
Yes, but I never...
AAldrich
You traded your morals for a life of luxury. You thought the devil could borrow your soul for a while, and that you'd get it back, eventually. Wrong. Now you have to suffer the consequences for your foolhardiness. [to Chris Wade] What do you plan to charge her with?
CChris
Well, numerous counts of conspiracy, perjury and obstruction of justice.
AAldrich
Ms. Gonzales, I'm ordering you held without bail, pending arraignment.
LLydia
You're gonna lock me up?! You can't!
AAldrich
Maybe spending Christmas in jail, reflecting on your, uh, less-than-stellar choices in life will, uh, inspire you to do the right thing.
LLydia
Oh, but you don't understand. He'll find me! He'll kill me!
LLydia
[as a police officer arrives and escorts her out of Judge Aldrich's office] He'll kill me! Please, you don't understand! You don't understand! Please! Please, he'll kill me! I'm dead! I'm dead!!!
It could be argued that there is a fine line between fantasy and reality. Dimitri Uzi Olesky just won his war against the Ryan mob. Oh, and he paid a very heavy price to do it. But all's fair in love and war, and for now, he is the undisputed crime boss of Cuesta Verde. Ironically, boss Olesky will pay for his sins, but retribution will come from a place he least expects it, for in the end, the scales of justice always tip one way or another.
MBMax Bailey
Where am I, lady?
The name's not "Lady". It's Libra.
Okay, nice to meet you, um... Libra. My name is Max–
Max Bailey. I know. I've had Olesky's place under surveillance for weeks.
You never know. But mostly just a concerned citizen. Same as you.
That's the first time anyone's ever called me that.
Your father worked for Olesky. They were partners until Olesky cut him out of the business. When your father started to talk, Olesky had him killed. [removes her mask] You want revenge... just like I do. But instead of wearing a mask, you're helping the police. You're looking for Olesky's mole in Special Investigations.
Yeah; Do you know who that is?
[removes her utility belt and drops it on the floor] Not yet.
Look, I need to report in. Tomorrow night Olesky's having a sit-down with the other bosses.
That's right. [removes her evening gloves] I plan on being there.
Who are you? I mean, nobody names their kid "Libra".
We're on the same team, Max. We just wear different uniforms. [stares Max in the face] Do I frighten you?
There's a reason you should be frightened of me. [removes her costume and reveals her body to Max] Before, I was just a woman. But gangsters aren't scared by women. They use them, exploit them, manipulate them. But Libra... she's a symbol. Someone that they can't bribe, scare or seduce. And the scales of justice always tip in Libra's favor. But right now, I'm not Libra. I'm just a woman.
Thank you, Max Bailey. [kisses Max on the lips] So what do you know about Libras? Hmm?
Yeah? Well... for one, we loathe cruelty, viciousness and vulgarity. But we believe in compassion and compromise.
You know what else? We like to be touched.
That leg isn't gonna give you trouble now, is it?
You thought I wouldn't know where you were going?
Neither should you. Being anywhere near Olesky right now is a very bad idea.
Yeah, and you need to let me be. Let me take him down.
Are you trying to get yourself killed? You try and get in there, and you're dead. Libra is a fictional comic book character. Somehow, I don't think the author based his stories on your real-life exploits. You're not Libra.
He let my mother die. Some kidnappers took her for some easy score. They tried to ransom her back. $5 million. They wanted $5 million. Pocket change for my father. He told them to go screw themselves. Refused to pay a dime. Cops found her a couple of days later – raped and mutilated. We had to have a closed casket. He didn't even come to the funeral – too busy screwing one of his harlots.
No. I'm Libra. And these streets are mine. And tonight, Dimitri Olesky will pay for the blood that he has spilled.
Well, you got your revenge. I guess we both did. Now what?
It's not about us anymore. There's a lot of people suffering in Cuesta Verde. People who have no one to help them. Cuesta Verde needs a symbol. A champion for the oppressed.
You know anyone for the job?
That was a rhetorical question.
I can't do this all by myself. I need a Robin.
A Robin? Your very own Boy Wonder? I don't think so.
Ah, come on. You'd look hot in tights.
The name's Libra, and these streets are mine.
