Physical Evidence

Synopsis: Extortionist Jake Farley is found strangled, and the clues lead directly to former detective Joe Paris, who insists on his innocence but can't provide an alibi. Public defendant Jenny Hudson gets the case, but has problems unravelling the case, complicated by the fact that virtually everyone hated Farley, and Paris has a few enemies as well. She rejects the prosecution's offers to plea bargain, but meanwhile the witnesses she finds are discredited or silenced, and an unidentified patrol car shadows Paris and Hudson wherever they go.
Director(s): Michael Crichton
Production: Vestron Video
 
IMDB:
5.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
18%
R
Year:
1989
99 min
19 Views


Help!

Please, help!

Paris?

Rise and shine!

The Fenway Park special.

Now, remember, Red Sox fans

living west of Boston

will be able to commute by

rail to Fenway Park in April.

Plans are calling

for trains to arrive

at the Fenway platform

20 minutes before the game.

Hey.

Joe!

-Huh?

You all right?

Hello, Kenny.

What time is it? Huh?

You look like shit.

Well, at least my socks match.

Yeah, well,

I had to get up early.

Oh, shit.

What did you do

to your head?

I don't know.

Somebody hit this place?

Mind if we look around

and see?

Yeah, go ahead.

Where'd you get

that asshole for a partner?

Yeah, you know.

-Look, has-been,

I didn't throw my partner

through a plate glass window

trying to protect some beaner

in the act of committing a felony.

Beaner? Well,

that beaner was unarmed.

Well, he had a rap sheet

longer than my dick.

Never been arrested, huh?

Go ahead, laugh.

I'm not on suspension.

I'm not the one

living on food stamps.

So, listen, Joe.

We got a problem.

Jake farley's dead.

Great. He was a real scumbag.

Somebody slit his throat

with a wire.

You got any leads?

I hear things have been slow for you

since Dwight busted your ass. -Well.

How you fixed

for money? You ok?

Ah, great.

You got a cigarette?

You know, I, uh, I never agreed

with what they did to you.

I'd like to help

you out, Kenny.

Whoever iced farley

did us all a favor.

This your shirt, Paris?

-No, I take in laundry.

Yeah, it's my shirt.

The cuffs.

I found it behind

the refrigerator.

There's somethin' else.

Having trouble

with your garbage, Joey?

We found your name

in farley's pocket.

This is a setup.

Joe Paris, you are under arrest

for the murder of Jake farley.

Knock it off.

-Come on, take it easy.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used

against you

in a court of law. You have

the right to speak to an attorney.

Yeah, yeah, I know it.

-Come on, he knows it all by heart,

for Christ's sake.

-You have the right to have an attorney

present before any questioning.

If you cannot

afford an attorney,

one will be appointed for you,

without charge, by the court.

Do you understand

each and every one

of these rights I've explained

to you, has-been?

Easy, easy, take it easy.

It's over for you, Paris.

You're finished.

All right,

all right, all right.

Don't do anything stupid, public

defender's office. May I help you?

Some asshole jumps off

the Tobin bridge

with Jake farley ridin' the rope

with him.

The d. A.'S been after

that sleazebag, Farley,

for years. Some guy

should get a medal

for saving public funds.

The only trouble is,

the guy's a cop.

They just put the make

on Joe Paris,

who most of you know.

-Oh, yes.

Joe's on suspension,

so this case is going to draw

a lot of heat. City hall

just called

and laid it on us. Who's gonna be

the lucky guy?

Well, here we go again, girls.

"Who's the lucky guy?"

By the way, guy is spelled

a-s-s-h-o-l-e.

Kravitz, you and Samson

have the most experience

with this shit. Which

one of you wants it?

Wait a minute, Brannigan.

-What's your problem, Hudson?

My problem is, my last 3 cases

have been a postman

bitten by a poodle, some

first-time grass smokers,

and a derelict knocking

quarters out of a parking meter.

Brannigan,

the lucky ladies in this office

get every shit detail coming down.

-Yeah, Brannigan.

I've been here for 2 years,

and I want this case.

I am better

than Kravitz or Samson.

Oh, mama.

-The defendant is entitled

to better than one of

your old poker pals defending him.

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