Physical Evidence Page #2

Well, send me somebody

that works for a living.

F*** you,

you arrogant a**hole!

Nice.

It's my a**hole, lady.

It's my career.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

How'd you get to be

a public defender, anyway?

I got a late start.

I blew 5 years

in the peace corps.

Welfare.

-And I want the courtroom experience.

Well, get it with somebody else.

You don't know anything about me, lady.

Yes, I do.

I know you're a cop,

accused of murder one.

You have a violent temper.

And you have a history

of problems with authority.

But I can get you off.

The minute I don't shine

for you, you can fire me.

But I'll be damned

if you're gonna pass on me

because of the way I dress.

That's not me.

This is me, guts and brains.

You cannot do any better.

Dear God,

a vassar version of Tarzan.

Fine.

I was getting you

out of here tomorrow.

Your bail bondsman friend,

Delmar Fraser,

agreed to put up bail.

He says he owes you.

But if you're not

interested...

How do you know delmar?

-I do my homework.

Now, shall we talk

about last night?

Sure.

I don't remember.

Don't stonewall me, Paris.

I'm not. I got drunk.

It's happened before.

I passed out.

You don't

remember anything?

No, nothing.

Who had reason

to kill farley?

Lots of people. He had

lots of things on lots of people.

Did he have

anything on you?

No. Friends of mine.

You knew him?

Yeah. Well,

he was a snitch.

You know,

I used him on busts.

How well

did you know him?

I used to shake him down

a little when he got out of line.

What do you mean,

"shake him down?"

Well, slap him around,

you know.

I never hurt him.

Well, would it be

correct to say

you had several violent

physical encounters with him

over a period of years?

I guess so.

And on more than

one occasion

you threatened his life,

in the presence of witnesses?

Yes.

Yes, I... I... I...

I have a bad temper.

I'd say you do.

Miss Hudson,

I've done a lot

of shitty things in my life.

I've never killed anybody.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Quiet. Have you arranged to have a

psychiatrist interview your client?

Yes, I have,

your honor.

That's the man

who found farley.

He was on a bottle

of valium at the time.

Doesn't even remember stopping

his car on the bridge.

Couldn't you find another razor?

-No.

Going by this report, it

seems to me the psychiatrist...

This doesn't

surprise me.

What have you

done now?

Delmar, I think

you've met miss Hudson?

Only over the phone.

Pleased to meet you.

-Likewise.

So, I hear you two

go a long way back.

This dude

saved my life.

It was nothing.

Listen, Joe,

you skip bail on me,

I lose my house.

And I just put

a hot tub on my deck,

you understand?

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