波士顿法律剧本BL01x09

1 Boston Legal A Greater Good Season 1, Episode 9 Written by Peter Ocko © 2004 David E. Kelley Productions. All Rights Reserved Airdate: December 12, 2004 Transcribed by Sheri for boston-legal.org [version updated June 14, 2006] Courtroom #1 Mr. Milner: It is also my expert opinion that the document analysis is reliable as these handwriting samples are comparatively similar. Attorney: I see. Ah well, would you go into more depth . . . Lori Colson: I am so bored. Brad Chase: Shhh. Lori Colson: I need to get back to the office. I have so much work to do on the Meyers case. Mr. Milner: The sample provided on the top contains the same content as the original on the bottom. Namely, they are both the subject’s signature. No pun intended. chuckles Namely. Attorney: So, Mr. Millner, can we . . . Lori Colson: This is actually killing me. Part of me is dying. Brad Chase: Shhh. Bomber: I have a bomb. A chorus of gasps. Lori Colson: This is better. Bomber: Remember me, Judge? Fifteen to twenty for aggravated manslaughter? Well, I got out today. And you know what? I’m still aggravated! Brad Chase arises, and approaches Bomber. Bomber: Sit down. Brad Chase: Do you mind? We’re trying to conduct a trial here. Bomber runs over to the witness chair, and grabs Mr. Milner by the jacket. Bomber: Get over here! Mr. Milner whimpers. Bomber: D—did you hear me? I said I had a bomb! Brad Chase: No, you don’t. And here’s why. A—You said manslaughter, which means that you didn’t have the guts for murder one the first time around. Bomber: What? Brad Chase: B—If you’re clever enough to make that aggravation joke, you’re clever enough to know that threatening to have a bomb carries a much lesser sentence than actually wearing one. C—That coat is fairly svelte. And D—If you really had a bomb, you wouldn’t need to have a hostage. Would you? Bomber: I do have a bomb. Brad Chase: Come on. We’ve got two more expert witnesses to get through by lunch. To Mr. Milner: I’m assuming you could speed through your testimony just to keep up with our schedule. Mr. Milner: Uh, huh. Bomber: You sit down, or I’ll blow this thing! Brad Chase: You don’t have a bomb. Bomber: Yes, I do! Brad Chase: No, you don’t. Bomber: Yes, I do! Brad Chase: Prove it. Judge Morgan Baker: Mr. Chase, perhaps . . . Brad Chase: I was a hostage negotiator as a Marine. This man does not have a bomb. Bomber: I—I do too! Brad Chase: You’re interrupting, sir. Judge Morgan Baker: Mr. Chase . . . Brad Chase: Show me the bomb. Bomber: I’ll blow this thing. Judge Morgan Baker: Mr. Chase. 2 Brad Chase: Show it to me. starts to walk toward Bomber Bomber: I’m not gonna show you. Brad Chase: now right in front of Bomber I didn’t think so. Bomber: Huh? Fine. Bomber opens his trench coat and reaches in, as Brad Chase slugs him, knocking him out cold. Judge arises to watch Brad Chase open the trench coat to reveal a large, home-made bomb strapped to his chest and abdomen. A chorus of gasps, including Judge Morgan Baker, who collapses into his chair. Brad Chase: What do you know? [credits] Denny Crane’s Office Denny Crane: What’s that thing? Alan Shore: wearing a Christmas tree star topper with multiple flashing light modes on his head It’s an ornament. Christmas tree ornament. Denny Crane: Can’t go to court like that. Alan Shore: Of course not. worried smile You okay, Denny. Denny Crane: sighs It’s this case. It seems like I’ve done nothing else but work on it for the last three weeks. Alan Shore: What in particular about the case is bothering you? Denny Crane: I don’t know what it’s about. I—it’s . . . well . . . If you, say, were going to briefly describe it to someone who was clueless, what would you say? Alan Shore: I’d say we represent a big drug company. Denny Crane: Yes. That’s the part I like. Alan Shore: Then, I’d say they’re being sued by a woman who claims she was wrongfully removed from the company’s clinical trial of a potent new diabetes medicine. Denny Crane: That’s where I lose track. Alan Shore: Special pills make woman happy. Company take pills away. Woman sue to get back on special pills. Denny Crane: Got it. Martin Jeffries: entering Denny. Denny Crane: Martin. Hey. shaking his hand Martin. You remember Alan Shore. Martin Jeffries turns to Alan Shore just in time to see the Christmas star blinking. Alan Shore: It’s an ornament. I head the office cheer committee. Martin Jeffries: Since I received no late-night call last night, I assume we didn’t settle. Denny Crane: We informed your in-house counsel. Martin Jeffries: I like to hear things from you. I feel I have a direct relationship with you. Denny Crane: We didn’t settle. Martin Jeffries: I don’t really understand this. Every legal opinion I’ve gotten says the merits fall one-sidedly in our favor. Alan Shore: Legal opinions only go to the law, Mr. Jeffries. I had opportunity to view the plaintiff’s videotaped deposition. She comes off as an extremely sympathetic and likable person. Martin Jeffries: And? Alan Shore: You don’t. Our fear, and the plaintiff’s hope is that the jury will like her and feel for her pain, and attempt to alleviate said pain with millions and millions of your dollars. Martin Jeffries: I was under the impression I hired attorneys who could employ reason and intellect to offset the emotion inuring to the plaintiff’s favor. Did I hire the wrong law firm, Mr. Shore? Alan Shore: Certainly not, sir. You’ve hired the best. Hallway of Crane Poole & Schmidt Lori Colson: Paul. showing him a DVD-ROM The Meyers age discrimination case—we just got the DVD- ROM delivered. Sixty five hundred pages of McNamara documents. Every useless document they could dump on here. Paul Lewiston: Well, they’re probably not ready and this is meant to slow us down. Lori Colson: Right. And they want to force us to ask for a continuance because they know Judge Simmons won’t give them any. 3 Paul Lewiston: Well, we won’t be asking for one. Uh, Miss Heep? Uh, Miss Wilson? We have a trial next week. Lori will fill you in. I want you to pore through this document. The likelihood is it contains nothing relevant but we can’t take any chances. Lori will tell you what to look for. Sally Heep: I’m sorry. Um, can you get somebody to take my place on this, please? Paul Lewiston: You have something else more pressing? Sally Heep: No, but I prefer not to work on this case. Paul Lewiston: Why not? Sally Heep: It’s personal. Paul Lewiston: You are making it professional. Sally Heep: I’m—I’m—I’m just not—I—I—I’m uncomfortable working with Tara. Paul Lewiston: Because? Sally Heep: I used to sleep with Alan Shore, and now she does. Tara Wilson: pointing at Lori Colson And she wants to. Lori Colson: I do not! Lori Colson’s Office Lori Colson opens the door and waves Tara Wilson in. Lori Colson: How dare you make a remark to one of the most senior partners of this firm that I want to sleep with another associate here? Even if I did want to sleep with Alan Shore, which I assure you I do not, but even if your remark was truthful, it would not make it any less inappropriate. Tara Wilson: You’re right. I apologize. Lori Colson: Do you bear some ill will towards me? Tara Wilson: No. I suppose I regressed to the childish defense that everybody else is doing it. Lori Colson: But I’m not doing it, Tara. I’m not sleeping with Mr. Shore, which you very well know. Tara Wilson: I only said you wanted to. And again, I apologize. My remark was, as you say, completely inappropriate, however accurate. Tara Wilson exits, Lori Colson mocking her last words as she leaves. Courtroom #2 Marybeth Hewitt: I’ve had type II diabetes since I was 25. It’s been the same medicines pretty much the whole time. Atty. Greg Montero: And when you were invited to participate in a clinical trial of SV113, what did your daily regimen become? Marybeth Hewitt: I took one pill in the morning when I woke up. Atty. Greg Montero: That’s all? Marybeth Hewitt: That was it. I had more energy. I was even losing weight. And no more needles. It was a godsend, until they took it away. Atty. Greg Montero: And how did that happen? Marybeth Hewitt: My doctor told me that the company had kicked me off the test. He said that I had broken the rules of the trial, but I didn’t. I didn’t do anything wrong. Atty. Greg Montero: And after you were taken off the test? Marybeth Hewitt: My health deteriorated again rapidly. Atty. Greg Montero: Can you tell us your prognosis today? Marybeth Hewitt: I’m dying. I’ve got probably five to six years, unless something changes drastically. Alan Shore: What reason did the company give for removing you from the SV113 study? Marybeth Hewitt: Noncompliance. But I complied. Alan Shore: You’re a heavy smoker. Is that correct, Mrs. Hewitt? Marybeth Hewitt: I quit. Alan Shore: When did you quit, if I may ask? Marybeth Hewitt: A week before the study. Alan Shore: Just like that? Two packs a day, cold turkey? Marybeth Hewitt: My life depended on it. Alan Shore: Some of the doctors and clinicians, uh, smelled cigarette smoke on you during your exams. Marybeth Hewitt: My husband’s a chain smoker. It was his smoke they smelled on my clothes. Alan Shore: Amazing. You smoked two packs a day, you live with a chain smoker, and you’re able to just quit, cold turkey. 4 Atty. Greg Montero: Objection. Judge Dale Wallace: Sustained. Alan Shore: Mrs. Hewitt, 177 million people in the world have diabetes. This drug study is the only way to get SV113—the drug you yourself called a godsend—approved for sale. 177 million people are counting on you to follow the rules, Mrs. Hewitt. Marybeth Hewitt: Which I did. Alan Shore: With the stakes being so enormously high, with some 70 thousand people dying every year from diabetes, with a desperate need to develop a drug that can save those lives, you realize how important it is for my client not to take any chances, don’t you? Marybeth Hewitt: I followed all the rules. Hallway of Crane Poole & Schmidt Denny Crane: All in all, I don’t think she hurt us. Alan Shore: She hurt us. I saw the jury. How badly she hurt us . . . Where’s our expert? Denny Crane: Should be waiting in the conference room. Alan Shore: I’ll meet you there. Denny Crane: Sally. May I offer you one little piece of advice? Sally Heep: Okay. Denny Crane: You’re an extremely beautiful young woman. Sally Heep: Thanks for the tip. Denny Crane: That’s not the advice. The advice is be on the ware of lecherous senior partners who are looking for the slightest excuse to plant a big wet one on you. Sally Heep: Excuse me? Denny Crane: They lurk. And when beautiful women such as yourself stand under the mistletoe . . . Sally Heep looks up at the mistletoe installed at the top of the doorway under which she is standing. Alan Shore: grabbing Denny Crane before he can make another move Let’s go meet our expert, Denny. Denny Crane: Mm, boy. I had the blood flow going. Alan Shore: No doubt. Conference Room at CP&S There is a beautiful woman in high heels serving herself water while waiting. Denny Crane: Dr. Gerard? Dr. Amanda Gerard: Yes. Denny Crane: Denny Crane; single. Alan Shore. Dr. Amanda Gerard: holding out her hand to shake Alan Shore’s Hello. Alan Shore: Very nice to meet you. Alan Shore and Denny Crane nod at each other knowingly. Dr. Amanda Gerard: Well, should we get started? Alan Shore: We should. I’m afraid it’s gonna be a very long night. I’ll need to go over every inch of you with a fine-tooth comb. flustered I beg your pardon. Your testimony. I’ll need to go over your testimony with the comb. Dr. Amanda Gerard: Where are we going to do this? Denny Crane: Right here. And a little peacock fight breaks out, as the “boys” elbow each other behind their backs, until Dr. G looks at them. Then, they look rather well-behaved, and Alan Shore tucks his right hand into his jacket, the height of decorum, as usual, while Denny Crane smiles charmingly. The Buddha Bar Tara Wilson: talking on her cell phone It’s not my case, Renee. It’s Lori’s. I have no idea where she is. Hang on. To Brad Chase: Do you know where Lori is? Brad Chase: No. I gotta run. I got that dinner thing. Tara Wilson: Oh, go. Brad Chase: Need a ride anywhere? Tara Wilson: No, thanks. My car’s in the garage. All right, so what’s the big emergency? Well if you have him on the phone, then ask him. 5 Atty. Barr: also talking on his cell phone I don’t want anything. I’m offering. Since we turned over that CD last second, we won’t oppose a continuance if you people want it. Tara Wilson: Say you need to page Lori, ask if she can call him later, and then get his cell phone number. Atty. Barr: Yeah, that’ll be great. My number’s (617) 555-0194. Thanks. Tara Wilson: Well, well, well. Atty. Barr: Can I get a beer? Tara Wilson takes her beer glass with her, walks toward AD Atty, and bumps into him, pouring the beer on him. Tara Wilson: Oh! Atty. Barr: Oh! Fantastic. Tara Wilson: Oh, I’m terribly sorry. Atty. Barr: It’s okay. Tara Wilson: helping him wipe the beer off his clothes How embarrassing. I’ll pay for the dry cleaning. I assure you. Atty. Barr: It’s okay, really. Tara Wilson smiles, laughing lightly. Conference Room at Crane Poole & Schmidt Alan Shore: So, besides Ms. Hewitt, there were 56 other people removed from the study? Dr. Amanda Gerard: For a drug of this magnitude, we have to be extremely cautious. Alan Shore: But what motivated your caution? Dr. Amanda Gerard looks evasive. Alan Shore: Please tell me it was more than a hunch. After all, these people do suffer from a crippling, life- threatening disease, Doctor. Dr. Amanda Gerard: As do I. Alan Shore: I’m very sorry. Dr. Amanda Gerard: I understand the promise of a drug like this on a very personal level, Mr. Shore. But if it endangers people . . . Alan Shore: How does it endanger people? How are these 57 people endangered by SV113? Fifty-seven— that’s an exceptionally large number of people to purge, isn’t it, Doctor? How were these people endangered? Dr. Amanda Gerard: They weren’t. Marybeth Hewitt and the 56 others were on a different drug. It was a slight variation from SV113 that we had only begun to investigate. Alan Shore: These people, they knew they were on this other drug? Dr. Amanda Gerard: No. Alan Shore: So you gave an experimental, unapproved drug to 57 people, and told them they were taking something else? Dr. Amanda Gerard: But as soon as we became aware of the side effects . . . Alan Shore: The headaches? Dr. Amanda Gerard: thinking before talking There was onset of acute liver damage at about 6 weeks. There was one prior subject who went first, and complications . . . Please don’t look at me as if . . . Alan Shore: What could possibly have impelled you to delude these people? Dr. Amanda Gerard: You can’t understand. Alan Shore scoffs. Dr. Amanda Gerard: It takes years to get a drug approved. And when you spend your life . . . I thought—the company thought that we had the next polio vaccine . . . or penicillin. Alan Shore: Except your penicillin turned out to be a poison. Dr. Amanda Gerard: But as soon as we discovered it, the company shut the study down. That’s why Mrs. Hewitt was taken off the drug she thinks was SV113—to prevent liver failure. Buddha Bar Atty. Barr: So you’re a therapist? Tara Wilson: De facto therapist. I’m really a flight attendant. But everybody tells me their problems. Atty. Barr: Oh, do you solve them? Tara Wilson: I do, actually. Atty. Barr: Well, tell me mine. Tara Wilson: I’m sorry? 6 Atty. Barr: My problem. What am I lamenting at this very moment? Tara Wilson: I’m embarrassed to say, actually. Atty. Barr: Uh, uh. I insist. Tell me. Tara Wilson: You’re wishing your girlfriend looked like me. Atty. Barr: Uh, keep going. Tara Wilson: You hate your job. Atty. Barr: Which is? Tara Wilson: I want to say accountant. But I’m gonna to say lawyer. Atty. Barr: rolling his eyes and laughing Oh. Tara Wilson laughs. Atty. Barr: Am—am I that obvious? Tara Wilson: I meet lawyers all the time. They fly a lot. They’re constantly in distress over all the horrible things they have to do for their horrible clients. What are you working on right now? Atty. Barr: A horrible case for a horrible client. Tara Wilson laughs. Atty. Barr: It’s, ah, age discrimination. Tara Wilson: Mm. Plaintiff or defense. Atty. Barr: Defense. Tara Wilson: Ooh, bad boy. Atty. Barr: Mm, hmm. Indeed. Tara Wilson laughs. Conference Room at Crane Poole & Schmidt Dr. Amanda Gerard: Whistle-blower? Alan Shore: Yes. Now, there are all sorts of protections to avail yourself of, should you decide you . . . Dr. Amanda Gerard: Hold on a second. You’re advising a witness to turn state’s evidence against your own client? Alan Shore: I am. Dr. Amanda Gerard: Look. I was the one who pushed the study. I was the one who put those people on that drug. Alan Shore: And I suspect you were motivated by the drug’s promise, while your employer was motivated by greed. Dr. Amanda Gerard: Can’t you get disbarred for advising me to . . . Alan Shore: Undoubtedly. And should you lose your license, we could run off to Bali together and become bartenders. Dr. Amanda Gerard: My life is here, in medicine. Alan Shore: Yes. And you are in a unique position to remind your employer they, too, are in the business of medicine, not simply profit. You need to blow the whistle. And what’s more, you want to. Denny Crane’s Office Denny Crane is playing piano and singing “It’s a Holly Jolly Christmas.” Denny Crane: “It’s a holly jolly Christmas, best time of the year. I dunno if there’ll be snow, but have a cuppa cheer. It’s a holly jolly Christmas, and when you walk down the street, say hello to friends you know, and everyone you meet.” sees Alan entering Hey! Alan Shore: Denny? Denny Crane: Set to go? Alan Shore: What are you doing? Denny Crane: Oh, there’s an office Christmas party next week. I do a number. It’s good for morale. Helps get me laid. Are we off to court? Alan Shore: Actually, I have a feeling court won’t be going forward today. Denny Crane: What do you mean? Did something happen? Was I in the room when it happened? Alan Shore: It seems our client is guilty of a little noncompliance as well. The actual test that . . . We represent big drug company. Denny Crane: I’m with you. Alan Shore: Big drug company tell patients they take one pill while slipping them another. Denny Crane: You know this how? 7 Alan Shore: Evidently, our expert witness comes armed not only with details but a conscience. She told me. I believe she plans to tell the F.D.A. Denny Crane: Ohh. Whistle-blower. comes around the piano to the couch on which Alan Shore is sitting Did you tell her to whistle-blow? Alan Shore: I might have mentioned it. Denny Crane: Do you know how much this client is worth to this firm and to me personally? Alan Shore: Nuts. I knew there was something I forgot to consider. Denny Crane: Where is this woman? Alan Shore: Hopefully with the U.S. Attorney by now. Assistant: Oh, I’m sorry, uh, Mr. Shore, there’s a Dr. Gerard waiting in reception. Denny Crane: Send her in. Alan Shore: That’s all right. I’ll go and greet her. Denny Crane: Send the woman in here. Alan Shore: Here’s good. Hallway of Crane Poole & Schmidt Tara Wilson is exiting the elevator. Lor