Ms. Kerrigan?
Ms. Kerrigan, can you hear me?
Ms. Kerrigan, we need you to wake up and focus.
You're gonna have some visitors soon.
We need to talk before that happens.
You tried to kill yourself.
And before that,
you killed a man named Roger Navarre
in front of a lot of people.
Do you remember that?
-You're in New York Sacred Heart Hospital.
You've also been charged with first-degree murder.
Guards are posted outside the door,
and, well, they're gonna keep you here
until they're reasonably certain that you won't harm yourself,
and then transfer you to a prison.
And who are the two of you?
My name's Dr. Jason Bull, I'm a psychologist.
This is Benjamin Colón, and he is an attorney.
The Women's Coalition of Manhattan asked us
to come and meet you, see if you were interested
in having us represent you.
They have a fund for this kind of thing.
Is that okay with you?
The D.A. and a judge are on their way over.
They're gonna hold an arraignment
here in your hospital room.
I don't know what that is. I don't know what that means.
Well, an arraignment is a kind of court proceeding.
It's where you'll formally be advised
of the charges against you,
which, we mentioned, are first-degree murder.
They'll also ask you to enter a plea.
Well, that's easy. I'm guilty.
We didn't ask if you were guilty,
we asked what your plea would be.
The only answer to that "Not guilty."
Otherwise there is no point in going through this exercise.
Well, that's fine with me.
Let's not go through the exercise.
I did it. Okay? I'm absolutely guilty.
Hang me, give me the electric chair, give me the needle.
Whatever it is that they do, I don't care.
I just want them to do it to me. Quickly as possible, please.
Did you know the man?
Of course.
Forgive me,
but why did you choose to do it at a funeral?
Did you know the girl?
No, but he did.
Roger Navarre? The hedge fund king?
The philanthropist? The man you killed?
You are aware of how the girl died, aren't you?
That she killed herself?
I'm very aware. And jealous.
Okay. Let's start at the beginning.
How did you and Roger Navarre even meet?
When I was 14, my dance school in Ohio had auditions,
and I won a spot at the Manhattan Ballet Academy.
But unfortunately, my family
didn't have the money to send me.
I was about to give up hope of ever going
when Roger Navarre called.
He said he had seen my tape, he'd seen me dance,
and he wanted to bring me to New York.
To pay my tuition and find a place for me to live.
The first year and a half was magical.
I loved New York, I loved the school.
The night before I went back home
for Christmas break, Roger called.
He said he wanted to take me to dinner
and celebrate my success at the institute.
It was an amazing restaurant.
Amazing food, an amazing night.
Oh, boy.
I messed up. I have a holiday party
I'm supposed to have been at a half hour ago.
Wait. You don't mean you have to leave, do you?
Yeah, I kind of do.
It's a Broadway thing.
I invest in a lot of shows. It's important that I say hi.
I'd invite you to come along, but...
Are they proofing people at the door?
You know, I'm not as young as I look.
The closer we got to the party, the more nervous I became.
I started to have this feeling
that maybe I had made the wrong choice.
Maybe he was right,
maybe this wasn't the type of party I should go to.
You all right? You don't have to go.
Oh, I...
No, I-I guess I'm just a little anxious.
What are you doing?
Why are you taking that?
You're not nervous, are you?
Actually, I am.
I'm with you.
What are you talking about?
You ever looked in the mirror?
It was the best night of my life.
The next day, I went back to Ohio for Christmas break,
but all I could think about was New York.
All I could think about was Roger.
I was in love.
But the man was twice your age, wasn't he?
Yeah. I guess.
Or I was half of his.
I don't know.
That's not what it was about.
So, you went home for Christmas.
We talked every day on the phone.
And the second I got back to New York,
I went straight to his apartment instead of mine.
I stayed there for two days.
Would it be fair to say, at that point, you were a couple?
I certainly thought so.
He would take me to the ballet.
He taught me about wine, bought me beautiful gifts.
He even got me a passport and flew me to Paris.
And that pill you took. Were there more of those?
All the time.
I know it seems like I should have known better,
but he was just so charming,
and I was living the life I always dreamed of living.
What's that?
Don't worry about that.
He knew just what to do.
Had it all figured out.
He walked me to my appointment.
Everyone said it would be over pretty quickly
and then it wasn't.
They told me I would have to rest
in bed for three to four weeks, which meant I couldn't dance.
It was the end of the school year,
when they have all the performances, and...
I couldn't dance.
So, of course the school calls
and tells me I'm not invited back next year.
It was heartbreaking.
Everything I had worked for, dreamed for,
all of it was being taken away.
So what'd you do?
I went to Roger for help.
But he said his hands were tied.
The school wasn't his, there wasn't anything he could do.
So I packed my bags, went back to Ohio.
Went back to high school.
I drank a lot, drugged a lot.
Got a job as a hostess in Cincinnati
and I never heard from him again.
But here you are, back in New York.
But here I am... back in New York.
About a year ago I started having pain...
down there.
Turns out it was a complication from the procedure, um,
scar tissue.
Something called Asherman's syndrome.
It's very expensive to fix.
So I called the doctor; he told me to come back to New York,
let him have a look at it, see if he could correct it.
I got on a bus, stayed at a hotel.
And the morning of my doctor's appointment,
I go to the office.
And I'm about to give the receptionist my name
when I see something.
Behind her, I suddenly realized
that I can see into this private office space.
And at first I think I'm seeing things.
Beyond her through the open door, there's Roger.
Just sitting there, looking like a nervous puppy
and I'm thinking to myself,
what's he doing at a women's health practice?
And after my appointment, I waited across the street
for him to leave so I could get a better look
and I saw he was with her.
I'm sorry. He was with who?
Emily. The girl who killed herself.
Ah.
So were you jealous? Is that what this was all about?
No, I was enraged.
I knew exactly why he brought her there.
I could see the shame written all over her face.
It was history repeating itself.
I realized we were in a cycle.
He used us both, he was done with us both,
and this is how he cleaned up his mess.
So, on the bus back to Ohio,
I did something I hadn't done in four years.
I looked him up online.
I never wanted to know if he had replaced me
with someone else, but...
suddenly I was obsessed.
And it turns out I was only one girl.
It was at least four other girls,
all the same pattern, all with him for six months to a year.
And then the girls, the ones he would sponsor,
would suddenly drop out of school,
never to be heard of again, just...
another girl who tried to make it in New York and couldn't.
Another sweet young thing who hit her "sell by" date.
Then I, um, read that
Emily killed herself.
And I knew he would go to the funeral.
It's the district attorney and Judge Hopkins.
May we come in?
So, here we go, Holly.
When they ask the question, you know what you have to answer.
I'm guilty as hell.
And proud of it.
This is Rachel Carter.
She is two years older than Holly,
but she pretty much had the same experience.
Here on scholarships
sponsored by Navarre.
Began a consensual affair, though it was
technically illegal in the eyes of the law
because she was just 16.
-He get her pregnant? Certainly did.
Rachel explained he wasn't a fan of protection,
and he was adamant that the pill was poison.
How incredibly selfless of him.
What a guy.
Is she willing to talk to us?
And does she know any other girls
he was involved with?
Yes and yes.
Marissa said you wanted to see us?
Yeah. Hey, guys.
I think I may have come up with a defense.
Hmm.
Defense of others.
Oh.
Okay.
I can't, for the life of me, see how that applies here.
Uh, I second that.
Well, there were other girls.
We march them through the courtroom
and we let them tell their stories.
She did it for all of them.
In defense of others.
Oh, come on, Bull. You know that's not
what defense of others means.
We have no one to defend here.
And that other victim was dead, lying in a coffin.
Yeah, and the other girls that you're speaking about,
they were presumably no longer involved with him.
There was no need to defend them.
Ha. You call yourselves lawyers.
The reason there are judges, the reason there are courts,
is because the law, to be effective,
must be a living thing.
Each case is its own creature.
And that is why
it has to be interpreted,
not simply referenced and then applied.
Now, I want to file a motion in limine
and ask that judge for permission
to put those other girls on the stand.
Your Honor, in the matter of The People v. Holly Kerrigan,
we contend that Holly Kerrigan killed Roger Navarre
to prevent greater harm.
We believe, in fact, that she was acting
in defense of others.
Now,
in order for us to support this claim,
we are asking for the court's permission to call
several of Roger Navarre's scholarship students.
Now, they will testify that the late Mr. Navarre
was involved in a systematic pattern of seducing
and in many cases impregnating young women he sponsored
at a variety of art institutions here in New York.
15-year-olds, 16-year-olds
upending their lives and destroying their futures.
Doing irreparable harm
to their physical and mental health.
A.D.A. Conway,
your thoughts?
Your Honor.
The People don't dispute the fact
that Roger Navarre may have been a predator.
But that alone does not give Ms. Kerrigan license
to gun him down in a church full of mourners.
These women's experiences
are irrelevant to the crime
Ms. Kerrigan is accused of.
In fact, we strongly doubt that Ms. Kerrigan
has ever even met these women before.
And that is why the People strongly urge the court
to deny the defendant's motion.
Before I make my ruling, I'd like to hear
from at least one of these women.
Would you please tell the court
your name?
My name is Rachel Carter.
And what is your connection to Roger Navarre?
Well, I had a number of connections to Mr. Navarre.
I first met him when I applied
to the Manhattan Institute of Ballet.
He saw a tape of my audition,
heard I'd been accepted, and then reached out to me
and offered to help with expenses.
I was very grateful.
And then, over time,
the relationship became more personal.
Romantic?
I believed so at the time.
Looking back, from Roger's point of view,
I'm sure it was fundamentally sexual.
Now, let's start from the beginning.
When Roger Navarre first reached out, you were how old?
I was 14 years old.
Okay, and then you moved to New York,
and about how long before the nature
of the relationship changed?
About a year and a half.
He called me one night, asked if I'd ever been to an opera.
I, of course, had not.
Not many operas pass through Chaney, Texas, where I'm from.
And opera tickets here in New York are very pricey.
And you went to Lincoln Center and saw what?
Flew on his private jet to San Francisco to see La bohème.
Wow.
So, did the relationship change that night?
I wanted it to.
I was so consumed by all of it. By him.
But no. He really took
his time. Really won my trust.
I think he wanted me to believe it was all my idea.
I had never been with anyone at that point in my life.
Anyway, it was about two months later.
We were on a boat,
a sailboat that belonged to a friend of his,
out in the middle of the ocean.
I had never done anything like that.
Everywhere you looked, you only saw water.
No land.
I found it very freeing.
I'll let you figure out the rest.
And was there alcohol involved?
Yes.
-And drugs? -Yes.
And you were how old at this point?
-16. -And when
the two of you had sex, did he use protection?
He didn't like that.
So, what happened?
How did it end?
Little less than a year later, I got pregnant.
He said he'd take care of the whole thing,
be with me the whole time.
Truth is...
Truth was
I didn't want it to be taken care of.
I had this crazy teenaged idea
that we'd get married and travel the world.
Just keep doing what we were doing,
except I wouldn't be in school, and we'd have this baby.
Made perfect sense to me.
Really freaked him out.
He said no.
It had to be taken care of.
Two weeks later, I...
get a letter
explaining that his "assistance" had run its course.
That I was free to apply to other benefactors
should I so choose
but that his assistance was no longer available to me.
So what did you do?
I withdrew from school. Got a place of my own.
Got a job dancing.
Dancing?
I lied about my age, got a job dancing.
Topless. Then nude.
Now I do photography and modeling.
Adult modeling.
I see. Thank you.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Here comes the moment of truth.
Thank you, Ms. Carter,
for telling the court your story.
Your Honor,
we're all sorry for what happened to Ms. Carter.
And I understand that the defense
has lined up additional witnesses
with similar accounts.
But the fact remains that none of this is relevant.
Moreover, its probative value
is far outweighed by the prejudicial effect
it would have on the jury.
This kind of evidence,
these kinds of witnesses need to be excluded.
Your Honor, with all due respect...
While I am not
unsympathetic to the facts,
I have to make my ruling based on the law.
And the law agrees with A.D.A. Conway.
We're not here to judge whether
the late Mr. Navarre was an honorable man
or not. We are here
to decide whether Ms. Kerrigan acted in defense of others.
And there is nothing in the testimony that I heard
that suggests that is the case.
And for that reason, your motion in limine is denied.
It's not really all that bad.
Yeah, it is.
-Yeah, it is. -Okay.
I asked
Marissa to reach out to all the women
who were involved with Roger Navarre,
see if they would be available to sit in court
once the trial begins.
But it's COVID. -No public allowed. -Yes.
I know. And I am gonna go to the judge,
and I'm gonna make a special plea.
Since these women were not allowed to testify,
they should at least be allowed to witness the trial.
The trial of a woman who suffered
at the hands of the same man they did.
And I will argue it will help their mental well-being.
That's awfully nice of you.
Going to bat with the judge to make that happen.
There's nothing nice about it.
I want them sitting in that gallery.
I want the jury wondering about them.
And I want you to find a moment
to point them out, to indicate
that they went through the same version of hell
that Holly went through.
Agent Sturgeon, when did Ms. Kerrigan
come to the FBI offices to meet with you?
Holly Kerrigan first came to meet me
a little over a year ago.
And what was the purpose of that visit?
She alleged that Roger Navarre
had committed statutory rape on her person
and, additionally, had provided illegal substances
to a minor-- her--
over a period
of about 18 months.
And what did you do with that information?
Well, I opened
a case file, started looking into Mr. Navarre.
Tried to determine if there was any truth
to what Ms. Kerrigan alleged.
And opening up a case file,
looking into someone like Roger Navarre,
can you tell us what that entails?
Let me be clear.
We didn't take these allegations lightly.
But investigations like this
can go on for months, sometimes years.
You have to make sure you have all of your ducks in a row
before you start indicting people,
particularly people as well-connected
as Roger Navarre.
And did the defendant
continue to communicate with you?
Yes, we spoke on a number of occasions.
She would call and email
from Ohio.
And what was the purpose of these calls and emails?
Did she have additional information to offer
about Roger Navarre?
It's-it's my understanding that,
at that point, they were no longer communicating.
Not for years.
No, the purpose of these calls and emails
was primarily to express her impatience
with the investigation.
Her frustration with the process.
And, I suppose, her frustration with me.
So were you surprised
when she took matters into her own hands?
No.
Not entirely.
Thank you, Agent Sturgeon.
No further questions.
-Good morning, Agent Sturgeon.
Good morning.
Now, point in fact,
my client Holly Kerrigan wasn't the only person
that came to see you about Roger Navarre, was she?
I believe it's time for an objection.
Objection, Your Honor!
Relevance?
Your Honor,
it's the A.D.A. who called the witness
and opened the door to the fact that the FBI
opened up an investigation on Roger Navarre.
Objection overruled.
The witness will answer the question.
I'm sorry, what was the question?
Well, let me refresh your memory.
I was asking if my client, Holly Kerrigan,
was the only person who came to the Bureau
about Roger Navarre?
No, she was not.
No, in fact, a number of other women
came to see you personally to file
similar complaints against Mr. Navarre.
Isn't that correct?
Yes, that's correct.
And I know they are wearing masks,
but perhaps you can point out, uh,
the ones that you have spoken to in the past?
Again, Your Honor, what is the relevance
of this line of questioning?
It sounds to me like the defense is intentionally
making a mockery of your earlier order
not to hear testimony from anyone who may have been
involved with the late Mr. Navarre.
My goodness, A.D.A. Conway
has quite a temper.
Objection sustained.
The jury will disregard any remarks regarding the women
seated in the gallery.
And I'm putting the defense on notice.
Any further shenanigans of this type,
and I will rescind
my invitation to these observers.
Am I clear?
Very clear, Your Honor.
Any more questions for the witness?
No, Your Honor.
I believe we covered it all.
Yes, I believe we have.
She's all dressed.
Holly, I meant to ask you this morning,
how was your first night in prison?
It was fine.
They had me all by myself and there's cameras.
Nobody wants me to kill myself when they're not looking.
Holly, there's something I want you to think about tonight.
You're very good at telling people that,
without Roger Navarre,
you never would have come to New York City,
you never would have learned to dance.
But did it ever occur to you that, without Roger Navarre...
...you never would have picked up a gun?
You never would have shot someone.
You never would have spent a single night in prison.
If Roger Navarre had not come
into your life, if he had not done the things that he did,
your life would be very different.
And don't you think that's a point worth making to this jury?
Don't you think your own life is worth fighting for?
Prison van's here.
I'll see you in the morning.
See you in the morning, Holly.
Ah.
It's my favorite fiancée.
Hello, my dear.
I'm on my way home. Your brother says hi.
What do you mean, your "favorite" fiancée?
You win.
You're not my favorite.
Now I feel bad. You sound like you're in a good mood.
Why? What's going on?
I take it that you haven't seen the news?
I DVR'd something I thought you'd want to know about.
And in legal news, turns out
that Holly Kerrigan, the young woman who shot
and killed billionaire hedge fund manager Roger Navarre
in front of 30-odd witnesses
at the funeral of a friend,
has a complicated mental health history.
Investigators for the Manhattan Daily Journaldiscovered
that she spent time in no less than three Ohio mental health
and drug rehabilitation facilities
prior to her 20th birthday.
Did you get all that?
Yeah. We got it.
All right, I'll see you in a little bit?
See you in a bit.
Well...
they didn't waste any time.
You think the D.A.'s office put that out there?
Please, it's right from the playbook.
The second we get a little traction
by having those five previous victims in the courtroom...
Okay. I think, at this point, it's safe to assume
the jury knows that you have spent some time in rehab,
as well as some other institutions,
because of your mental health issues.
The depression and the suicidal thoughts.
Okay.
But isn't that just more evidence,
more proof that what happened to me actually happened to me?
Okay, I promise you, I never would have needed to go
to those places if I hadn't met Roger Navarre.
Sadly, almost certainly,
the jury isn't gonna look at it that way.
That's why I want to discuss a different strategy with you.
We would like you to consider
allowing us to pursue an insanity defense.
But I'm not insane.
Okay, killing Roger wasn't just some crazy, impetuous act.
In some ways, it was the single most rational thing
I've ever done in my life.
And I don't want to spend the rest of my life in an asylum.
Or in a prison, for that matter.
Well, that's good to hear, Holly.
That sounds like progress.
Sounds like someone who's starting to care
about what happens to them the day after the trial is over.
Holly,
choosing to mount an insanity defense
does not mean that you're insane.
It only means that you weren't capable of rational thought,
of understanding the difference between right and wrong
when you chose to kill Roger Navarre.
And if the jury decides to accept our defense
when they deliberate,
it often means,
after a proper examination
and you are found to be of sound mind,
that you will be free to live the rest of your life
as a free woman.
What do you think?
I really think this is the move here.
Now that the prosecution has rested their case
and the defense is about to begin presenting theirs,
I've been informed that Ms. Kerrigan
would like to change her plea
to "not guilty by reason of insanity."
I need the jury to understand
that this is simply an added option when it comes time
to making a decision.
You can still find the defendant guilty,
find the defendant innocent,
or, if you feel she meets the threshold requirements--
which we will discuss during deliberations--
not guilty by reason of insanity.
All right, then.
Mr. Colón,
you may call your first witness.
Dr. Diposo,
would you please tell the jury what it is you do for a living?
I'm what they call a forensic psychiatrist.
I deal primarily in the assessment
and treatment of people in prisons,
people in psychiatric hospitals,
and occasionally individuals among the general public
who have mental health issues.
And are you familiar
with Holly Kerrigan?
Yes, I am.
In fact, I met with her personally this morning.
In addition, I've studied the records
of the crime of which she's accused.
Transcripts, police reports,
evidence files.
And have you come to any opinion
regarding Ms. Kerrigan's mental health
in the hours, days or even weeks surrounding the killing?
I have.
Based on everything that I've reviewed,
it seems fairly obvious to me
that, prior to the killing,
she was suffering from a profound case of PTSD
stemming from both her relationship with Mr. Navarre
and its aftermath.
And in the days and weeks leading up to
and including the killing,
I believe her behavior fits the legal definition of insanity.
Right. I-It-- You hear about PTSD all the time.
Seems like it's everywhere.
Is it even real?
Does such a thing actually exist?
Oh, it absolutely exists.
In fact, it's been recognized
for over a century under different names.
In World War I, they called it "shellshock."
In World War II,
they referred to it as "battle fatigue."
It's all the same thing.
And it doesn't just happen to soldiers in combat.
Anyone who's party to
or witnesses
a traumatic event
is a candidatefor it.
And does PTSD make you insane?
No, it does not.
And yet you began your testimony by stating unequivocally
that Holly Kerrigan was legally insane.
Or at least she was in the days or hours
prior to Roger Navarre's death.
I do.
I think a simple review of the facts
makes that abundantly clear.
How do you mean?
Put aside whether you believe
the act of murder is the undertaking of a sane person.
Making a choice to kill a person
in front of so many witnesses is not.
Add to that that,
once she pulled the trigger,
she made absolutely no attempt to flee.
Add to that,
then she tried to kill herself.
That human being,
in that moment,
is not sane.
I see.
Thank you very much.
I have no further questions, Your Honor.
Dr. Diposo,
you testified that you met with the accused
for the first time this morning.
That's correct.
And what time did that meeting take place?
We started around 10:00 a.m.
And how long did you go?
Little over two hours.
Okay. So, it's a little after 2:00 now--
45 minutes for lunch-- w... wouldn't you say
that you arrived at your conclusions rather quickly?
Again, the accused's behavior, in that moment,
says it all.
No matter how much time I might have to contemplate,
it wouldn't change my conclusions.
John Wilkes Booth.
Insane?
Excuse me?
John Wilkes Booth, the man who shot Abraham Lincoln.
Did it in a theater full of people.
By your definition, wouldn't he be insane?
I'm not prepared to render a decision on that.
I've never met with Mr. Booth.
Of course not. And he did try to flee, so...
never mind.
Objection, Your Honor.
Counsel is badgering the witness.
My apologies, Your Honor.
I'll withdraw the question, Your Honor.
How about Sirhan Sirhan?
Shot Bobby Kennedy in a room full of people
in a hotel in Los Angeles-- insane?
Your Honor...
Ms. Conway!
How about all the terrorists
in all the planes that attacked this country on 9/11?
Insane? Or impassioned?
Crazy? Or determined
to do something and willing
-to get it done at any cost? -Your Honor,
counsel isn't even addressing the witness.
She is testifying directly to the jury.
Ms. Conway, if you do not stop
and allow the witness to answer,
I will find you in contempt of court.
That's all right, Your Honor.
My apologies, Your Honor.
I'll just withdraw the question.
And I have no more questions.
Well, that's a terrific closing argument, Benny.
It's beautiful, actually.
So you think it'll make a damn bit of difference?
No, I don't.
I am absolutely certain
we don't have anywhere near a dozen "not guilty" votes,
much less "not guilty by reason of insanity."
And I'm reasonably sure the A.D.A. doesn't have
a dozen jurors who want to send Holly to prison
for the rest of her life, either.
So you think we're looking at a hung jury?
I'm afraid so.
Mr. Colón. Dr. Bull.
-Rachel. -Ladies.
None of us has a good feeling about any of this.
Well, I'd love to disabuse you of that feeling, but...
I can't.
We ought to head inside.
Let me remind you
of the funeral in which this all began.
The funeral of a young dancer.
17 years old.
Took her own life.
One can only imagine the pain
that must have been inflicted upon this young woman,
to choose death by her own hand.
I mean, how do we make sense of that?
Seems...
beyond comprehension.
But one person understood.
My client understood.
When she saw the young ballerina
and her old boyfriend on the street
making their way out of a woman's clinic,
she knew instantly what was happening.
You know why? Because it happened to her.
And she knew at that exact moment
that it was gonna keep happening to other young women
unless she put a stop to it.
And that's exactly what she did.
Now, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
I know some of you may think my client is a criminal.
Well...
I know some people who think she's a hero.
And whatever side of that question you land on,
one thing's undeniable,
and that is, my client's life has been irreparably destroyed.
And there's no reason to think that incarceration
for the rest of her life will do anything other than make
whatever's already been damaged even more so.
So, please...
...let's give this young woman a chance...
...at finding the professional help that she needs.
And at helping her forge a future for herself.
Thank you for listening.
Ladies and gentlemen, you may think she's a criminal.
That's what the attorney for the accused just said.
Well, let me clear that up for you.
She is a criminal.
People who shoot people in the back of the head,
in our society, are criminals.
And thank goodness that's the case.
Look, no one's saying that Roger Navarre
was a model citizen.
Clearly, he had a lot of girlfriends,
many of them far younger than he.
But only one of them saw fit to end his life.
Only one of them saw fit to sneak up behind him...
I was with Roger Navarre for a year and a half,
and I drove Holly from Ohio to New York
so she could shoot that monster. Convict me.
Order! We're in the middle of closing arguments.
The court officer will remove this woman...
I was with Roger Navarre for seven months,
and I bought the gun.
Convict me.
Order! I need this court to come to order!
I was with Roger Navarre for almost a year.
I paid for the bullets.
Convict me.
And I was with Roger Navarre for ten months.
I told Holly all about the funeral.
Where it was. When it was.
We're all as responsible as she is.
If you convict Holly, you should convict us, too.
I need these women to be escorted from the courtroom
and held in contempt.
I need the accused to be returned to holding.
And I need the jury to be led back
to the jury room so that I can have a private conversation
with counsel from both sides.
I need this court to come to order!
So, what's your pleasure, Ms. Conway?
The jury is tainted.
Are the People moving for a mistrial?
I need a little time. I need to call the D.A.
May I have 20 minutes?
Take an hour. I'll be in my chambers.
Thank you, Your Honor.
I'll be in the conference room if anyone needs me.
Well, you called it.
Looks like it's gonna be a mistrial.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
This room is being used.
-So, what's the verdict?
Take a guess. I'm-I'm trying to write the press release now.
Ah, yes, so, the D.A. wants a mistrial, right?
Eh, why not?
Another year, who's gonna complain
that an accused killer is staying behind bars
even though there's been no verdict rendered?
Is there anything else? 'Cause I'm really busy.
Yeah, actually, there's one more thing.
And I only mention this because you're really good.
You're very impressive.
I've watched you work twice now,
and you've got what it takes.
Okay.
Nobody knows your name.
You didn't come all this way for a mistrial.
I know you're ambitious.
I know you've got big plans.
Maybe city attorney. Maybe mayor.
Where are you going with this conversation?
Every challenge is a hidden opportunity.
Okay, you know, I-I hear you selling,
but I have no freaking idea what the product is.
Four women stood up in court today and said, "I did it, too."
How long you think that's gonna stay secret?
Well, the truth is that only one woman is responsible
for the death of Roger Navarre.
The truth.
The truth is, Roger Navarre ruined lives,
and he was poised to ruin many more.
He was a very bad man,
and there are a lot of men out there just like him.
Women know the truth. You know the truth.
You're the prosecuting attorney,
and you've just been handed a do-over.
Don't you think, knowing what you know...
this would be a good time to listen to your heart
instead of your boss?
Do the right thing.
And, as an added benefit,
you make a little noise for yourself.
Due to a series of outbursts in the courtroom today,
a mistrial has been declared in the matter
of The People v. Holly Kerrigan.
I want you to know that, as the prosecuting attorney,
I've elected not to retry this case at this time,
and have agreed to allow Ms. Kerrigan,
subject to psychiatric evaluation
and a willingness to enter pretrial probation,
to serve no jail time.
This will spare the People both the cost of a new trial
and the expense of Ms. Kerrigan's incarceration
until such time as that trial begins.
To be clear,
while I do not condone Ms. Kerrigan's actions...
...it became apparent over the course of the trial
that her victim, Mr. Navarre,
was, in fact, an extremely dangerous predator.
The kind of man who takes pleasure
in laying waste to young women's lives and futures.
And while that does not excuse what happened here,
it does provide context for Ms. Kerrigan's actions
that we were heretofore unaware of.
And for those of you
who have never met a man like Roger Navarre...
just ask your wives...
your daughters...
your mothers...
your girlfriends.
I'm reasonably certain that they have.
I'm Assistant District Attorney Whitney Conway.
Thanks for your attention.
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