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You put her up there. The damage done here was done by you.

Haley: Did they ever yell at each other

Haley: You would know as a psychologist

from around nine,

But I can't really remember.

Newscaster 2: If the prosecutor had called her,

Jonathan (whispers): Why the same cop? Why not call his partner?

Stamper: How'd you get there?

I ran it through the dishwasher.

Haley: Did it ever frighten you when they would argue?

Both: ♪ Bread basket, nose wiper ♪

to see his father accused of murder,

In my family house?

Dad, it's a red light. Dad. Dad!

Did your mom and dad ever get upset with each other?

I was startled.

Good God, Grace.

Judge Shepley: Thank you, Miguel.

I spoke to his mother.

Dad, no! No! No!

Henry, I'm coming!

-Do not-- -I'm thinking. My mind is just fucking spinning. That's all!

May I ask you to look at the screen, please?

Stamper: You took it to the dry cleaners?

-Haley: What was his treatment? -Jonathan: Well, he was unlucky

Or I should say, questions about two things.

You stay away from my family.

HENRY FRASER: I saw them together. At school.

Please don't hurt my son. Please don't hurt my son.

We can tend to our ethical egos once this is all over.

I can neither advise nor instruct you

(breathes heavily)

There's been much discussion of...

Jonathan: No, I went the next morning.

You panicked, and went straight to Lake George from the scene.

Ugh. (clears throat)

-(grunts) -(Elena yells)

If I survive this ordeal, and I fucking well will,

which was never found.

That, that's a real phenomenon.

and keep on bludgeoning them long after they are dead,

Had they been fighting

Well-versed in making life-or-death calls

-No. -He was carrying it around with him.

and I need you to do something for me.

I lied to my wife, which makes me a liar.

And you lost her.

-You can't go through. -Stop!

in that normal medical practice had failed.

Uh, another reason, of course, why...

Stamper: What did the defendant's mother tell you

To be duped by who and what he fundamentally is--

to conceal or destroy.

-Come on, you can't do this. -This is nothing to be scared of.

He wanted to talk to me, and...

Will you come for a walk with me?

One you told us.

Again, no emotion whatsoever.

Not even a hint.

Seen me with her? And I don't know. Just...

Beachway Drive, and I'm fucking terrified,

His name is Jonathan Fraser. I'm at 361 Beachway,

So go on, then. How's Rosenbaum?