"We're still open to settling this thing." "My clients lust want to keep their church." "Well, the city'll pay _o point three million for the propem." "Fair market value is _o to one." "Not enough. I have to be up front with you about something." "What?" "This guy, Dan, from yoga, he asked me out for a drink." "OK." "So, I'm meeting him at the Incline tonight." "A yoga guy?" "In case you lust ioined us... we're talking about Costright's attempt... to take, by eminent domain... land currently owned by the Pleasant Street Church." "The church is making a big fuss about all this... but the truth is, our city needs 600 new jobs." "Alvin Masterson." "My legal clinic represents that church." "Yeah, I can hold." "A church is a church, whether it's on Pleasant Street... or Lancaster Street." "You're still praying to the same god, right?" "All I'm saying is so what... if they have to build a new church in a..." "Hello." "Well, what you should know is that Costright... is engaging in religious discrimination in violation of" "Yes, I know you're the screener, but you should know." "LULU:" "The iudge has to consider... whether or not he'll grant the iniunction." "And if he doesn't, they can just demolish our church?" "No, no." "We're gonna win this." "NICK:" "You're fine." "Eminent domain can be used for any project... rationally related to a legitimate public purpose." "This isn't rational or legitimate." "The only chance the church has... is if they hire a top-tier, private law firm." " What?" " l wasn't talking to you." " l think you were." " l was speaking with my clients." "Oh, well, as I was saying, Reverend Upton... the iudge will review our legal briefs." "He'll also review Mr. Fallin's, but don't wory." "It has no depth, and plays fast and loose with the facts." "Excuse me, did you lust call me fast and loose?" "Excuse us." "Yeah, excuse us." "[indistinct chatter]" "OK, the only reason why I'm going out with Dan... is because he actually had the courage to ask me." "Oh, so when Dan the yoga man... musters up the courage to ask you to go down dog... or whatever the hell you call it, you're going?" "Yeah, maybe I will." "Oh, yeah, maybe you'll let him think you're going... but in the end, I don't think you're gonna go." " What, you think I led you on?" " No, that's not what I'm saying." "You know, I was married, Nick, and you came on to me." "No, no." "Let's lust stop here." "You're the one that got us the place to go." "You're the one that got us the damn hotel." " You know what?" "You suck!" " l suck?" "You suck." "And this is why we would never work out." "Because you're lust a brat and you're so arrogant" "Well, you're prissy, you're pe_ect, you're frigid." " Screw you!" " Screw you!" "[Both moaning]" "# Well, there is trouble in my mind #" "# There is dark #" "# There's dark, and there is light #" "# There is no order #" "# But there is chaos #" "# And there is crime #" "# There is no one home tonight #" "# In the empire of my mind #" "# There is trouble in my mind #" "# All the chaos #" "# In my mind # [indistinct chatter]" "I still say this is unconstitutional... and we'll fight it all the way to the Supreme Court if we have to." " OK then." " OK." "Have fun with the yoga guy." "DJ:" "That wraps up this hour of "Cityspeak."" "Tune in tomorrow when we discuss... the University of Pittsburgh's affirmative action policy." "I say they should throw it out, but..." "Hello?" "!" "That's lust me." "What do you think, Pittsburgh?" "Alvin...people are waiting." "Yeah." "You take the meeting." "Alvin?" " Um, Mr. Fallin?" " Yeah." "Your credit card." "They won't" "That wine I was supposed to send to Mr. Hancock?" "Visa froze your account." "They what?" "Have you, by any chance, been shopping at Dr. Bong's?" "What?" "And did you check into the Moon Township..." "Super Nine Motel this morning?" "Claire..." "Davenport's coming in today to prep for trial." "Great." "What can I do to help?" "Well, I'm gonna push him a little bit... to see where he's vulnerable." "I want you to be there to kinda hold his hand." "Sure." "There's three million dollars at stake here... so I want to make sure we present... a vey confident police officer to that juy next week." " Absolutely." " Good." "[Door closes] [indistinct chatter]" "[Punk music playing]" "[Punk music blasting]" " Hello?" "# Lost it all, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah #" "# Lost it all, lost it all #" "# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah #" "# Lost it all, lost it all #" "# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you #" "# Lost it all #" "# Well, I don't care # # l don't care #" "# That might seem fair #" "[Kids giggling]" "Hello?" "[All screaming]" "Hury up!" "Hury up!" "Hury up!" "[indistinct yelling]" " Uh, sir, I know this" " Shut up, kid." " When-- - l said shut up!" "Hey, Burton." "You stole my credit card, Shannon?" "You use this to smoke that grass?" " [Laughs]" " What, you think this is funny?" "!" ""That grass"?" "You stoned right now?" "No. I'm not." "[Chuckles] A little." "[Laughing]" "Vey." "[Sighs]" "[Knock knock] COLETTE:" "It's open." " You up next?" " Colette Webb?" " Yeah." "Who are you?" " Alvin Masterson." "Right." "You're filling in on "Gardening With Greg."" "No, no. I'm director of Legal Services of Pittsburgh." "I represent the Pleasant Street Church." "So?" "So, I called this morning... and I was surprised that you didn't put me on." "Didn't know you called." "Well, clearly, you and your screener didn't want to hear... my side of this vey important legal issue." "My screener?" "You mean Noah?" "I remember you, dude." "I don't think Noah's got a political ax to grind with you." "I'm gonna be late for calculus." "Now, if you'll excuse me... I have a phone interview with Heny Winkler." "The Fonz?" "Hey!" "I love that..." "Guy." "You owe me four hundred and _enty-three dollars, young lady." "Drugs, stealing... teenage boys in bathtubs." " If you were my daughter..." " l'm not." "Well, that's why I'm done with you." "Yes, this is Burton Fallin for May Gressler, please." "Well, is she coming in today?" "Would you ask her to call me, please, at my office?" "It's vey important." "Burton..." "Fallin." "Thank you." "You wait here." " Hey, what am I gonna do?" " Your homework." "I don't have my books." "Read the first ten pages of this and write me a report." "Hey, Scott." " How are you?" " Hey." "Good." "Good to see you." "So, your trial's coming up, uh, next week." "We thought we might want to do a little work... on your--on your testimony." "But I already told 'em evemhing." "Well, that was your deposition." "This time it'll be a court and the judge and the juy." "Sometimes people get a little confused on the witness stand." "So, we thought we'd ask you a few tough questions... see, uh--see how you hold up." "So..." "Well, you say you're a--a religious man." "Uh, yes." "You want to explain that to me?" "Um, well, you know, l--l ty to, uh, live... by the teachings of the Bible... strive for purity." "You strive." "That means you don't use... alcohol or cigarettes or coffee?" " No, I don't." " Mm-hmm." "You iudge people that do?" "Um...well, I think they're disrespecting God." "Mm-hmm." "How do you feel about drug dealers?" "They're criminals." "Do you hate drug dealers?" "Well, I hate what they do." "Have you arrested many drug dealers?" "This--this is my first year on the force, sir." "No." "Just answer the question." "How many drug dealers have you arrested?" " Um, one." " One." "Colin Bennett." "is that the man you shot?" "Yeah." "You shoot him because you hate drug dealers?" "Uh..." "No, I didn't shoot him because he's a drug dealer." "I shot him be" "Because you were afraid for your life, OK?" " Right." " Don't ever admit... to iudging drug dealers or drug users... or anybody else for that matter." "Just, uh... say you believe in tolerance, OK?" " OK." " OK?" "You'll do lust fine, Scott." "[Burton sighs] Well, let's start over." "Um..." "Are you a religious man?" "Yes." "[indistinct chatter]" "[Footsteps approaching]" "What are you doing here?" "Sory. I didn't mean to make myself at home, but" "Things have changed, you know?" "I need your help, man." "Well, there's nothing that I can do for you." "My father's handling your case." "No, no." "Not that." "I need to find a place to live." " Yeah, Colin..." " What?" "I'm paralyzed." "I'm paralyzed, man." " We used to be friends." " No, we weren't." "You lust sold me drugs." "I've been doing some thinking, you know, about my life." "I did some bad things when I was on drugs." "Now I iust-- l want to make the most of my second chance, you know?" "Without dealing." "You know, man, I am broke." "I can't afford a place to live." "A place I can get in and out of in a wheelchair." "You know, man, I called around." "It's not like they have some home... for disabled drug dealers or something." "I know, this isn't your problem, but I need help." "I need a place to live, I need a place where l can..." "You know, a place that's built for people in wheelchairs." "Well, all right." "It was good talking to you." "COLIN:" "Then he says, "Put your hands up." "I'm a police officer."" "And I say, "Chill out, man, relax. I'm just taking a leak."" "and the next thing I know I wake up in a hospital... where some doctor named Saniay tells me I can't walk." "So you didn't put your hands up." "Sure I did." "Well, that's not what you lust said." "Well, then, I'm saying it now." "I put my hands up." "What the hell were you thinking, man?" "I mean, I had 'em up." "What were you thinking?" "I don't know if I can do this." "OK." "I put that guy in a wheelchair." " It was self-defense." " Yeah, but in my heart, l" " Scott." " Look, some days... I'm sure he was attacking me." "Others, I think it was the other way around." "And at night when I dream... I'm always shooting him in the back." "Scott...you're a police officer." "You walked in on a drug deal." "You thought your life was in ieopardy." "You did what you had to do to protect yourself... and to protect this community." "You did what you had to do." "Thank you." "Now, as for the trial, I think you should, um... I think you should get a haircut." "You know, lust kind of clean up a little bit." " OK." " Yeah." "You've got a great face." "We should let the juy see it." "Hey...you want to have a drink tonight?" " Is this about the Rosen merger?" " No." "Oh." "Sure." "Fine." "Incline, 8:" "OO." "It's lust business." "And I don't know. I think it was aRer my father died... and he was really into his temple... and I didn't see how a fair God could do that to a good man." "Ahem." "And so that's where this whole Tao thing comes from?" "Exactly." "Hmm." "Hey, Nick." " Hey." " Uh, this is Dan." "Ah." "Really nice to meet you, Nick." "Yeah." "This is Claire." " Hi." " Hi." "Well, we, um, it's great to see you." "Uh, you can loin us ifyou like." "Dan was lust talking about Taoism." "Fantastic." "Um..." " Sure." " OK." "Take a seat, Claire." "So, uh, Dan, did you meet Lulu at yoga?" "Right." "She takes my Sunday Ashtanga class." " l love Ashtanga." " Mmm." "Cleansing." "I hear it's great for the prostate." "So, Claire, what do you do?" "Lawyer." "You?" "Lawyer." "Oh." "Where?" "Legal Services." "Fallin and Fallin." "Oh, so you work with Nick?" "Yeah, well, sort of." "It's part-time." "For now, an_ay." "Uh, Dan, you do anything else other than teach yoga?" "Regional sales manager for VanguardsoR." "Really?" "Well, I gotta make a quick business call." "Be vey quick. I'll be, uh, I'll be right back." "You know, I lust realized I leR my cell phone in the bathroom." "Excuse me. I'll be right back." "[Both moaning]" "[Moaning] Shh!" "How oren do you practice?" " Law?" " Ashtanga." "Once a week." " That's great." " Yeah." "Hmm." "You have a wonde_ul essence, vey pure." "Will you lust tell Nick that I leR?" " Yeah." " Sure." "Thanks." "Oh." "Claire." "Scott." " God, you scared me." " Oh, I'm sory." "Um, l--l lust got that haircut that you were talking about... and I wanted to show you." "Oh." "Um...well, it--it looks good." " Yeah?" " Vey." "[Stammers] If you need a ride home... I can give you one. I mean, seeing... how you've been drinking and all." "Oh, I, um-- l'm--l'm fine." "Thanks." "Well, uh, I iust-- l just wanted to stop by." "OK. I'll see you tomorrow." " OK." " Yeah." "May?" "She's probably still at work." "Where's her room?" "Straight up there." "MAN ON TV:" "There ain't no Mrs. Brock except my mother... and she's dead." "May?" "WOMAN:" "That's a great idea." "SECOND WOMAN:" "Isn't it wonde_ul?" "To be able to see who you're talking to..." " Exactly." " l think eveyone should get one." " And I have one, actually." " Do you, really?" " Uh-huh." "That's a great idea." "And you people at home, make sure you get one, too." "Oh, yeah." "We have a great deal, we have fourteen leR." "Only fourteen leR, they're going really..." "Yes, my name is Burton Fallin." "I need an ambulance." "5676 Cochran." "No, I suppose it's not an emergency, but..." "Right." "Exactly." "Thank you." " What's wrong?" " [Sighs]" "Your grandmother." "[Police radio chatter] [indistinct chatter]" "They think it was an aneuysm." "Want me to help you put some things in an overnight bag?" "I can do it." "You don't need a little help?" "I can do it, OK?" "So what, um..." "What happens to Shannon now?" "We'll find a placement for her." "I was wondering, um... ls it possible that she could stay with me, or..." "You want to take Shannon on a temporay basis?" "Yeah." "If it works out, maybe permanently." "I've looked at her files." "Shannon has a father." "From what I understand, he never shows his face around here." "She has a father." "We have to look into him first." "Mr. Fallin, if you want to be a foster parent... there's a whole procedure." "No, I understand that." "It's lust that, um... I know this little girl." "She stayed at my house... oh, off and on for a couple of months." "I was lust saying, Mr. Fallin." "Legally she has to go to a licensed foster home or shelter... until we can find an appropriate placement." "What about tonight?" "Could she stay with me tonight?" "I'm sory, she can't." "It's policy." "If tomorrow you still want to do this... I can arrange an interview and a home visit." "The congregation is meeting in 10 minutes." "Listen, take notes, lust in case anything interesting pops up." "OK--Oh, listen, by the way, the next time you need someone... to make your girlfriend iealous, ask Jake." "SCOTT:" "Claire." "Scott." "Hey." "What are you doing here?" "ALVIN:" "Hey." "Glad you actually take the time to investigate this issue." "I ty to be informed." "So you know all about Costright?" "I know they're a discount retailer... sells evemhing from blenders to lawn chairs." "Last year they took in just under one billion dollars." "They portray themselves as a company... that helps budget-conscious customers... but really, they're closet mercantilists... who manipulate governmental process to serve their own greed." "Mercantilists?" "People who think the government should control the markets." "I know that." "I mean, Miss Webb, if this were the first time... they had done something like this, but it isn't." "Time and time again they seize huge parcels of land... with the government's help... by encouraging cities to abuse eminent domain laws." "They make money by abusing government power... and by exploiting the weak." "It's fascist, it's unethical, it's deeply cynical." "All right, fine." "You want on my show?" "Be by the studio Thursday morning." "Seriously?" "It'll be at the vey least entertaining." "My client has authorized me... to increase the offer to _o and a half million." "You expect me lust to hand over our church... to some large retail chain?" "is that a no?" "Yes, that's a no." "Well, I'm lust tying to expedite things here." "Expedite what?" "The bulldozing of our church?" "[Sighs] The offer is _o and a half million." "You have until the end of the day." "[Door closes]" "Uh, Reverend, I understand... that you want to keep your church, I really do... but I need to advise you that if we go to court and we lose... you'll get far less than what Mr. Fallin is offering today." "I can talk to him and ask him to increase the price... if that interests you." "OK." "[Door closes]" "You're helping Costright ruin our church." "Uh...it's a business transaction, Scott." "Miss Stasiak...[sighs]" "This church... my family's been a member for three generations." "I'm sory." "Uh..." "Can I ask you something about my trial?" "Sure." "OK, uh... lt's personal." "We're supposed to be negotiating." "Yeah." "Nick, Nick..." "We're in a church." "Ahem." "Right." "You should come over to my place tomorrow." " Your place?" " Yeah. I could cook." "Yeah." "That sounds good." "If you want." "No, it's good." "Good." "So, so, so..." "The church may accept an offer in excess of _o and a half." "Right." "Then I'll advise my client." "OK." "I was wondering..." "Should I wear my uniform or--or my suit?" " Your uniform, of course." " OK." "And, uh... I was wondering about my family." " Um..." " What about them?" "Well, should I bring my wife and kid, or" "Absolutely." "Yeah." "Absolutely." "OK, well, good." "Good." "Good." "Good." "What the hell are you doing?" "[Groaning]" "This is James Mooney." "He's agreed to help you find a place to live." " Thank you." " Right." "I'll leave you _o alone." "Thanks, Nick." "Thanks so much." "Just the man I'm looking for." "Your dad called my office this morning." "He's interested in becoming a foster parent." "What?" "He wants to take in a 12-year-old girl named Shannon Gressler." "Why?" "Her grandmother died suddenly" "May Gressler died?" " You know her?" " Well, kind of." "Through your dad?" " Right." " What was their relationship?" "Well, I guess, uh..." "I guess they were dating." "She lived with him for some time." " Why are you asking me this?" " It's my job." "So..." "Your father, was he a good parent?" "Does he have any habits... that would be inappropriate for a young girl to be around?" "[Laughs] Listen, my dad could be... a wonde_ul foster parent if that's what he wants to do." " Could be." " Would be." " Are we done here?" " l don't want to upset you" "You're not upsetting me." "I lust have to interview family members." "You know that." "BURTON:" "Well, I'm gonna have a drink." "Would you like one?" " No, thanks." " No?" "I need your date of birth." "Have you checked on Shannon's father yet?" " Yes." " And?" "Doesn't seem much interested in pursuing custody." "We might get some child support, though." "So..." " Date of birth?" " l'm 69." "You in good health?" "Mm-hmm." "Taking any medications?" "Well, cholesterol, and I have a slight...eye issue... but I think that's under control." "Do you think you have the energy to keep up with a 12-year-old?" "Mm-hmm." "Drink a lot?" "Socially." "This is social?" "This is my house." "Ha ha ha." "How much do you smoke?" "is that relevant?" "Are you prepared to have a teenage girl in your house?" "I had a teenage boy once." "Girls can be different." "I think I can handle it." "So what do you think?" "Burton, at this stage in your life... why do you want to become a foster parent?" "Well, this little girl has a lot of potential." "I've seen that, and I lust think she... she needs some stability and an opportunity and... and she's vey good company." "Don't take Shannon in just because you're lonely." " Did I say that?" "[Chuckles]" " No." "But don't." "[Siren]" "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." "I wasn't even speeding." "Scott!" "License and registration, please." "License and registration." "Mr. Fallin..." "Scott Davenport, he, um... I was driving home from work last night... and he pulled me over and gave me a ticket." "Speeding ticket?" "Yes." "Were you speeding?" "No." "Not even close." "He lust, uh, he pulled me over... and he acted like he'd never met me before." "Why would he do that?" " He's, uh, angy." " About what?" "I don't know." "Uh, the--with the church... the way that we're prepping him." "That's it?" "Nothing else?" "No." "He ever done a thing like that before?" "No." "Just the ticket." "I'll look into it." "OK." "Mr. Fallin, I iust--l really hope... this doesn't ieopardize my working on the case." "I'll look into it." "BURTON:" "Alvin, listen, uh, thanks for your help." " Appreciate it." " Nothing to it." "So, Laurie, what do we do now?" "I lust take Shannon now, or-- l'll drop her off at your house tonight." "Around 6:30?" "Yeah." "That'd be fine." "OK, listen, Laurie... I really wanna thank you for your recommendation." "You're welcome." "So see you later, OK?" " Bye, Burton." " Bye." "So you're gonna become a foster parent." "I didn't tell you that?" "No." "Yeah." "You know..." "Her grandmother passed away, and..." "Yeah, I heard. I'm sory." "Shannon needs a place to stay." "Listen, are you sure you want... to get involved in something like this?" "It lust seems like the right thing to do." " It's a big decision." " l know." "Are you OK with this?" "Well, if it's what you want..." "Yeah, yeah." "Always wanted a sister." "Yeah. I gotta get to work." "Come on in, Scott." "Thanks for coming by." "Here, have a seat." "So..." "Now...what's going on with you, son?" "Excuse me?" "Well, pulling that young lady over and scaring her." "Uh, yeah, l--l didn't know it was her." "It was lust coincidence, uh..." "Well, I don't, uh... believe in coincidence myself." "Look, Scott... the door is closed." "It's lust you and me." "So why don't you tell me what the hell is going on?" "I love her." "[Sighs] OK." "I've fallen in love with her." "Well, pulling her over... giving her a speeding ticket's a hell of a way to show it." "You're right. l-- l'm sory. I... I'm lust really confused right now about evemhing... and Claire... I thought she wanted me to kiss her... but then when I tried, she, um..." "Well, as of now, she's off the case." "Gretchen, send him in, please." "Scott, I don't want you to talk to her anymore." "I don't want you to come near her, you understand?" "OK." "From now on you're gonna be dealing with me and..." "Jake Straka here." "Hey, Scott." "Good to meet you." "Um...why don't we get started?" " Come on back to my office." " Thank you, Mr. Fallin. l" " Excuse me?" " Thank you." "[Door closes]" "How's the food?" "You're not eating." "Maybe we should talk a little bit about school, huh?" "Do we have to?" "No." "You want something else to drink?" "I brought some Coke." "No." "Yeah, well..." "Tomorrow..." "Gretchen is gonna take you shopping for a new dress... and a pair of shoes for the, uh..." "OK." "You wanna do anything special for your grandmother?" "Special?" "Well, the way it is right now... it's gonna be a vey small ceremony." "I thought maybe you want me to call somebody or..." "No." "Can I be excused?" "Yeah." "[Sighs] Well, that was really fun." "I haven't cooked for someone in a long time." "Heh heh." "Yeah." "It was great." "And it was great that we could still talk like friends... you know, but different." "Isn't this nice?" "Yeah, it's nice." "What?" "What is it?" "Well, it...it's lust... this is the bed you shared with Brian, right?" "Uh, yeah." "So?" "Well..." "Well, I have a past, Nick, lust like you do." "Yeah." "Yeah, I know." "I don't get it." "We can have sex in a bathroom... or in the basement of a church... but when I bring you into my home, and it's just you and me" "Yeah, I'm--l'm vey tired." "Yeah. I should probably go home." "OK." "I'm sory." "Thanks for dinner." " Thank you." " OK." " See ya." " See ya." "This city, in coniunction with a major corporation... is mugging the Pleasant Street Church." " It's a travesty." " Mug?" "They're not stealing it, they're buying it... for over _enty percent of fair market value." "Money isn't the point." "This will set a precedent... whereby federal, state, and local governments... can simply step in and take" " Mr. Masterson, this is a sale." " Ha!" "A forced sale." "Eminent domain is legal." "And the church is making money in the process." "The church could do much better than what the city's offering." "They passed on a nearly three million dollar deal... lust 18 months ago." "Wait." "You're telling me... they've already been shopping their propem?" "Not exactly." "Your point has been the church doesn't want to sell the land... because they love their church." "Now you're telling me they've been shopping the propem." "is your client lust money-grubbing here?" "No, no." "This is a not-for-profit organization that" "But you lust admitted they've been shopping their propem." "They're leveraging a constitutional claim... to ty to make more money." " Right?" " No." "No, that's" "Right." "Well, that's our show for today." "Thanks to Alvin Masterson for coming in." "This is Colette Webb for "Cityspeak."" "MAN:" "Coming up next..." "Thanks." "That was great." "Hey, Joan." "Jake, this is Joan Conley, our juy consultant." "Pleasure." "Josh Taback's going to videotape us for the mock trial." "Mr. Fallin, Scott Davenport's on line one for you." "Oh." "Yeah, Scott, where are you?" "SCOTT:" "Um, Mr. Fallin..." "What's going on?" "Just needed to think." "is this where you usually do your thinking?" "Sometimes." "Um, I mean no." "Never been up here before, sir." "Can I loin you?" "Empty." "Oh." "I used to drink a little bit... back when I was in iunior college." "Who didn't?" "Well...drank a lot." "I was kind of weak back then." "I've been kind of recovering... from being weak for a long time now." "Well, I guess you have to sin to be saved." "Right." "Funny." "Right." "[Sighs]" "This thing's not working out vey well for you, right..." "The trial and Claire and all that?" "I'm not a shrink, but, uh... seems like maybe you have to put yourself right again." "Yeah." "I'll tell you something, Scott, um... I think a lot ofthis is my fault." "I think I pushed you off in the wrong direction." "You got to be true to your beliefs." "You told me that you did something... you didn't feel right about." "And if you still feel that way-- l told you I shot that guy." "His hands were up over his head." "He didn't reach into his pocket." "He didn't come toward me." "I just shot him." "I told you that, and you lust _isted it all around." "[indistinct chatter]" "Alvin." "Court ruled." " And?" " We lost." "Ohh." "So, onto the next thing, right?" "Right." "Oh, Alvin." "On the radio this morning..." "Yeah?" "Vey convincing." "[Sighs]" "[No audio]" "What are you doing?" "Um... I'm watching your father make Colin Bennett rich." "How rich?" "He has authority up to a million three." "What made him change his mind about going to trial?" "Your father pulled Davenport off a church roof this morning." " What?" " Yeah." "Gentlemen." "Hey, Nick." "Um, what we talked about before... um, this won't change anything." "OK?" "I swear it won't." "'Cause I've seen the light." "Been set free!" "[Sighs]" "Well, we made a deal, Scott." "$833,OOO." "So does that mean this is over now?" "I talked to Everton and Internal Affairs." "They're gonna suspend you until they find out what happened." "Why?" "What did you tell them?" "I told them you'd be a terrible witness... and I thought you should settle." "Look, Scott, if you told 'em your deposition-- that what you said happened in that bathroom wasn't true... they'd fire you on the spot." "No severance, no benefits, nothing." " Yeah, I figured that." " l can't tell you what to do." "I'm lust gonna tell them the truth." "If that's what you think is best." "[Typing]" "Scott...good luck to you." "OK?" "And take care of yourself." "Tough first case, huh?" "Yeah." "Claire, if something like this happens again... no matter where you're working, tell the partners the whole stoy." "I'm sory. I didn't want you to think that" "Doesn't matter." "I lust need to know all the facts." "It's that simple." ""No matter where l'm working"?" "Does that mean you're not giving me the job?" "Mr. Fallin, I've done evemhing that you've asked of me." "I've tried to make him confident." "I tried to make him believe that his testimony was true." "And that's what you wanted." "It's not my fault that he wanted something different." "Are you giving me the lob or not?" "Yes." "You are?" "Good." "[indistinct chatter]" "Hey, I found a place for your drug-dealer friend." "Anderson Housing Proiect." "I leR him three messages." "He hasn't called me back." "He won't." "Nick, so you heard about the court ruling?" "Right." "Well, please don't tell me you're gonna take... further advantage of these people and pull your offer." "I pulled the offer three hours ago." "Ahem." "You know, you offered _o and a half." "You should honor it." "The offer's expired." "The land is worth more than _o point one." "[Scoffs] Don't even think about it." "What?" "I can see that look in your eye." "What look?" "You know, I have been thinking about... you know, the other night, and, um... I think that, uh, I don't know... I mean, you have some real intimacy issues... that you probably need to work out." "You don't want to do this anymore?" "Well, I lust think that, you know, if you're not gonna be comfortable... in a normal situation like a bedroom..." "Well, then--then whatever you want." "OK." "OK." "I don't have intimacy issues." "[Sighs] You OK?" "Yeah." "Hungy?" "No." "l--l could fix you something to eat." "You know, I have a dad." "l--l know." "Just want to make sure you know this is just temporay... because he'll want me." "Yeah, I understand." "So don't start thinking you're my dad or anything." "OK." "'Cause you're old... and you smoke too much, and..." "Shannon." "I'm glad you're here, honey." "I really am." "Oh, Shannon..." "Yeah?" "Don't forget you still owe me four hundred and _enty-three dollars." "### Ripped by FabHawk ###"