318. Crossfire

United States, Original Airdate, March 14, 1999.
Written by: Jill Goldsmith, Alfonso H. Moreno and David E. Kelley
Directed by: Dennis Smith


------------------- Disclaimer --------------------

I do not own the characters in this story, nor do I own any rights to the television show 'The Practice'.

They were created by David E. Kelley and belong to him and David E. Kelley Productions.

This is not a novelisation or a script. It is a straightforward and dry transcript of the episode 'Crossfire'. It also includes descriptions of the settings and camera movements where I felt they were needed. I am not making any money or any other benefit off of this, it is purely for fun. In other words, please donít sue!

I made every effort to accurately transcribe the dialogue from this episode. If you notice anything that has been transcribed incorrectly, please let email me, and I will post an update.

This transcript was written by Ryana.

-------------------- Prologue --------------------

Eugeneís office.

Eugene: Sheís trying to cut off custody.

Bobby: Now, Eugene, we could be in for a real fight here.

Eugene: I know

Bobby: She hired Solomon Taggert. (Eugene sighs) Where she got the money to do that I donít know. What I do know is this guy doesnít fool around. (pause) If I have to get ugly, you have to let me.

Eugene: I donít want your tearing her up, Bobby. At the end of the day sheís still my sonís mother.

Bobby: And at the end of the day we want you to still be his father.

The door to the office opens and Kendall walks in.

Kendall: Dad?

Eugene: Kendall, what are you doing here?

Kendall: I just came. I took the T.

Eugene: Your mother know?

Kendall: No. (Eugene rolls his eyes. Bobby leaves Eugeneís office) Whatís going on? I had to meet with those doctors and stuff. Why is nobody telling me whatís going on?

Eugene: Your, uh, mother thinks your getting involved with drugs had something to do with my influence. And, uh, she thinks it would be best if you didnít spend time with me.

Kendall: Ever?

Eugene: Just for a while.

Kendall: But youíre my dad.

Eugene: It isnít about that. Itís - (pause) Sheís doing what she thinks is best. She loves you just like I do. We just disagree on whatís best.

Kendall: And sheís asking some judge to stop you from being with me?

Eugene: Something like that, yeah. (Eugene pats Kendall on the head)

-------------------- Opening Credits --------------------

The office the next morning.

Eugene: Címon, weíre gonna be late!

Ellenor: Weíve got plenty of time, Eugene.

Bobby: Whoís up first?

Ellenor: The guardian (unintelligible), Tania Morrison. She takes a strong position.

Lindsay: Whoís the judge?

Bobby: Bender.

Eugene: Come on!

The hall at the courthouse. Helen leaves the elevator.

Mr Hayes: (from behind) Miss Gamble?

Helen: (stopping and turning) Hi.

Mr Hayes: Hi.

Helen: Uh, listen. Unfortunately we werenít able to reach a plea. So, we go to trial.

Lynette: Okay.

Helen: Iíll be putting you on first. But, remember we talked about his attorney. Listen, Iíll do what I can to protect you, but the main thing is you have to keep your composure.

Lynette: Okay.

Mr Hayes: You wonít let her get brutalised up there?

Helen: This attorneyís tough. Heís known for trying anything.

Mr Hayes: Sheís gonna be attacked, isnít she?

Helen: Well, defendants get the right to confront their accusers, Mr Hayes, and this one will.

Another courtroom.

Morrison: Kendall has an above average IQ, but he appears to be lacking some moral responsibility with regards to his behaviour.

Taggert: What do you mean, doctor?

Morrison: With the drug arrest, he focuses on the illegal search rather than his own bad act, and in lying to his parents about it afterward, he focuses on how the denial skirted the truth -

Bender: Címon, doctor. Growing up my children threw every excuse in the book at me. Isnít that just part of being a kid?

Morrison: A normal kid understands when heís done something wrong, and uses the excuse as a way to escape punishment. With Kendall, itís almost as if he believes the excuse nullifies the bad act. And therein lies the problem.

Taggert: To what do you attribute Kendallís behaviour?

Morrison: There could be a lot of factors. But I do believe a significant one derives from contact with his father.

Taggert: Heís a bad role model?

Morrison: Iím not saying that. Likely heís a great role model. Iím saying that contact with him is having a negative effect.

Taggert: A good model with a bad influence?

Morrison: Mr Young is a criminal defence attorney. I certainly donít have all the answers, but I know that Kendall is somehow processing right and wrong through his fatherís eyes, and itís resulting in a blurring of the lines for him.

Bobby: How many hours total did you spend with Kendall?

Morrison: About six and a half hours.

Bobby: And in six and a half hours you find that Eugene Young is a bad influence on his son.

Morrison: Yes.

Bobby: Because heís a criminal defence attorney?

Morrison: Because of the emotional and behavioural impact heís had on his son.

Bobby: Because heís a criminal defence attorney.

Morrison: Mr Young faces tough moral choices. Maybe he has a handle on it, maybe he doesnít -

Bobby: When youíre saying that Mr Young faces tough moral choices you have evidence of Mr Young acting amorally?

Morrison: Well, I think defending someone accused of murder is perhaps -

Bobby: Itís immoral for a criminal defence attorney to defend murder defendants?

Morrison: Iím talking about how it impacts on a child.

Bobby: Itís your opinion that children canít process -

Taggert: Heís not letting the witness finish.

Bender: I agree. Let her complete her response, Mr Donnell.

Morrison: Of course, every defendant deserves representation. Most eleven year olds can appreciate this. Iím speaking as to whatís going on with Kendall.

Bobby: Thank you, doctor, but how -

Morrison: I still havenít finished. By defending these people, the drug dealers, the people that use drugs, Kendall sees an implied endorsement. Dad says these people are okay. Dad says what these people did wasnít so bad. Dad said itís the police who were at fault. These are the things this kid is processing. Itís not coming from his mother.

The conference room.

Dr Plath (sp?): Thank you for taking the time.

Rebecca: Sure. Iím going to have Lucy take notes if you donít mind.

Plath: Sure. Well, as I said on the phone, Iím a practising child psychologist and I was recently discharged from my job, for grounds I believe to be illegal.

Rebecca: And what were the grounds?

Plath: I developed a condition in my eyes which they cited as cause.

Rebecca: What kind of condition?

Plath: It effects the muscles and, well, (removes his dark sunglasses) as you can see Iím rather cross-eyed. (thereís a pause as Rebecca and Lucy look at him while trying not to look like theyíre looking at him) Can you tell?

Lucy: Well, since you mention it...

Rebecca: And this is why they fired you?

Plath: Yes. Itís a bi-lateral nerve palsy. I got it from a head trauma. Ms Washington, it does not render me disabled. I have been and continue to be an excellent psychologist. Iím very good at what I do.

A courtroom.

Lynette: I spent most of the afternoon walking around window shopping, and then I walked to my car.

Helen: And what happened?

Lynette: As I started to pull out that man jumped in the passenger side.

Helen: What did you do?

Lynette: I tried to jump out my side, but he grabbed my wrists so I couldnít get out.

Helen: What happened then?

Lynette: He pulled a knife out of his jacket and pressed it against my neck really hard.

Helen: Tell me, what was going through your mind?

Lynette: Fear. I was thinking if he just wanted the car heídíve let me jump out. I thought he was going to hurt me.

Helen: What happened next?

Lynette: I started talking.

Helen: You started talking?

Lynette: Yes. I started telling him about myself. I though that maybe if he knew something about me he wouldnít want to kill me.

Helen: Why would you think that?

Lynette: Iíve read that one strategy with an attacker is try to humanise yourself with them so they wonít kill you.

Helen: And it worked?

Lynette: Yeah, I guess so, because he told me to get out, which I did, and he drove away.

Mr Dawson, the defence lawyer, stands and begins his cross-examination.

Dawson: Any bruises on your wrist or your neck?

Lynette: I donít think so.

Dawson: You never went to a hospital.

Lynette: No.

Dawson: Can anybody account for your whereabouts that afternoon when you say you were window shopping?

Lynette: Not that I know of. I was by myself.

Dawson: Did you also kiss Randy Strunk (sp?)?

Lynette: (leaning forward, shocked) Excuse me?

Dawson: (walking towards the witness stand almost casually) The truth is, you met Randy, you had consensual sex with him and then you loaned him your car. Isnít that what happened?

Helen: Objection.

Lynette: Are you crazy?

Dawson: You would never sleep with someone youíd just met?

Helen: Objection.

Dawson: Fair question.

Helen: Sidebar, your honour.

The judge beckons Helen and Mr Dawson forward and they approach the bench.