Law & Order · Season 15
You're going to argue that spousal privilege should only apply to heterosexual relationships?
To put a murderer behind bars? Yes.
Are you sure those nuns didn't get inside of your head, Jack?
That has nothing to do with it. I suggest you leave your opinion on sexual politics at the water cooler and help me win this case.
Mr. Whitestone, I hope you got a lot of scripts to read, because you're looking at some serious jail time.
You think so?
Think of it as research for your next role. Only, if I were you, I wouldn't invite a lot of roles for women.
You don't like me for this, do you?
I don't like you, period. But, for this? You tell me: who else should we like?
[to McCoy] Congratulations, counselor. You got me for the one I didn't commit.
27 eyewitnesses, and the only thing they agree on is "four shots fired".
So, we're looking for a tall, white, Haitian, Hispanic midget with maybe an accomplice, who took the subway?
Or, according to the two starlets I interviewed, drove off in a blue SUV. By the way, they're going to make very believable police officers.
[Fontana and Green are questioning the bartender in an obviously mobbed up "social club"]
If you don't talk, I'm sure Granados will.
I thought you don't know where he is.
Oh, we're gonna find him. Doctors say in his condition he ain't gonna get that far.
[leans in close and whispers] You know what I've got here, tovarisch? Huh? In about ten seconds, I'm gonna start smilin' like a village idiot and peelin' off hundred dollar bills onto your shiny brass bar.
What are you talkin' about?
And then my partner here is gonna start droppin' "thank yous" and "tell us more" like there's no tomorrow.
Which means, if your friends back there aren't deaf, dumb, and blind, you're gonna have a little trouble.
Don't.... I don't know why he was here. I put him on books as favor.
A favor to who? Andropov? [silence] Where's Granados?
Here comes the first C-note. Is there anything you'd like us to tell your widow?
My client's looking for a big drop-down from the top count.
Let me explain the facts of life, Mr. Laval. We go up the food chain, not down. Wheel man, shooter, button man, [gestures to Andropov] chief.
You think Mr. Andropov is all there is to this?
Unless you're offering up Vladimir Putin.
I have diplomatic immunity.
For drug trafficking and murder? I doubt it.
So, which is it, Mr. Khaeel. You deny ordering the murders, or the United States government authorized you to do so to protect your identity as a drug dealer?
I don't understand your question.
Of course you do. Make a choice in front of this jury. You ordered the murders, or you had no hand in them.
Every day in my part of the world, the United States drops a bomb or fires a missile in order to kill terrorists. Do other people die as a result? Yes, regrettably. But for the greater good. I ordered no murders. I simply dispatched a subordinate to retrieve a product that was stolen from me.
Using any means necessary.
I will not answer that.
I believe you just did, Mr. Khaleel.
How's Lowenstein?
He's still on the critical list.
I hope he lingers a long time in excruciating pain.
If I was still angry enough to want to kill him, it would mean I was still tied to him emotionally. And I can't afford that.
Even after what he did to you and your children?
You know what I want in life? Not to think about him, not remember him, not talk about him, not hear his name. That's all.
It's frustrating, as a prosecutor, when you're sure someone's a murderer but the only thing you can convict him of is tax evasion or assault. It's frustrating. But it's fundamental. You can't punish a crime that you can't prove. That's where the penal code meets the Declaration of Independence. What do you do as a cop if you're sure there's a bad man on your beat but you don't have a made case against him? You don't frame him, you can't harass him, you make the case. You definitely don't shoot him. So, what should you do as a citizen if you're sure a monstrous predator has been released from prison because they couldn't hold him anymore under the law? Write your own law? Run him down in the street? You make sure that the state enforces its rules. You get him for violating parole. The day he moves in with Sheryl, you have the cops at the door. You make sure they watch him. And if they don't, if the system messes up, if he hurts someone like Lowenstein could've hurt Sheryl's little girl, you sound the general alarm, you call the police and the papers. You go on TV. You make a scandal, not a plan to commit murder. Joyce Draper is talented and brilliant. She might be the smartest person in this room. She's a sympathetic defendant, and Jacob Lowenstein was a repulsive victim. It doesn't matter. Joyce Draper murdered Jacob Lowenstein, deliberately, with malice aforethought. And there's no reasonable doubt about that whatsoever. She didn't even really try to explain his blood on her car because she's betting on you to let her get away with it. Citizens, no matter what their role, if it's a doctor or a police officer, a prosecutor or a juror, may not take the law into their own hands. Joyce Draper belongs in jail, long enough to make it plain that we as a society will not tolerate citizens choosing who lives and who dies. And it's up to you to put her there.
[during a search of his apartment] You guys gonna put everything back?
That's your problem.
Doesn't seem fair.
The Fourth Amendment protects you against unlawful search and seizure. It doesn't say anything about being neat.
Why would anyone take up with a man accused of murdering his lover?
You're not a woman. I get it - he's charming, attractive, he's an outlaw. He's a classic bad boy.
[Branch and McCoy look at her questioningly]
What?
[about rap music] Makes me wanna go home and listen to some Tony Bennett records.
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