The Practice

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Ragdoll: C+ | 1 USERS: C-

Props to my Uncle Jamie -- the man who taught me how to complain.

Darryl "Telly" Hutchins is sitting in a jail cell wringing his hands. Ellenor "Happiness" Frutt enters his cell and sits down on the bed. She's wearing a brown suit and looks very professional. Telly's wearing a strange blue plaid-looking shirt and looking quite uncomfortable. "They're not dismissing." Ellenor breaks the bad news. Darryl asks about the motion for discovery -- because they have "to discover [he] didn't do it!" Along with his plaid, he's wearing a dopey "I didn't do it" grin. The law isn't that literal, Ellenor explains, and this is the point where the audience notices that all the drugs Telly did in Kids are now catching up with him -- this character is a little slow. They are going to have to go to trial. Darryl explains that he needs to get home because his grandmother is all alone and too sick even to come to the courthouse. Ellenor starts to tell him that their game plan for trial should be that they use his diminished mental capacity as a defense. Telly gets rightfully upset and says that he isn't stupid, but Ellenor protests, saying that if they don't do something he will never get to go home. "We can't lose, Ellenor, because I didn't kill the kid." His lawyer responds by saying the truth doesn't always cut it with the prosecution. (Like, never cuts it -- this is The Practice.)

Ding! The elevator door goes off while Ellenor and Richard "That's My Girlfriend" Bay are arguing about pleading out this case. She's looking for a deal -- the child is seventeen going on twelve -- he can't possibly be up for trial. Richard tells her to forget it, Darryl's been evaluated for competency and he can stand trial. "Come on!" Ellenor pleads, "I know there's a big humanitarian trapped inside the little Nazi body!" Richard looks disgusted and snaps back, "Oh, making little jokes, how very big of you, Ellenor!" They sling some mud. The "Bay-bee" snorts that he's not making any deals. Ellenor "Up To The Challenge" Frutt snorts under her breath, "Midget!"

Credits. Y'all know how much I hate the music. No need to go over it again.

Helen "Of Troy" Gamble is walking down a hallway with the camera in front of her. Her hair's held back by a nice slim headband. It looks nice, soft almost -- her appearance is quite bewildering -- she doesn't look as though she's about to fry someone for murder. Oh well. Appearances are always deceiving. She continues walking into a police interview room, stands behind the glass partition, and asks, "Anything?" Nameless, faceless extra with a line says, "Nothing." Inside the room, one of the regulars is interviewing a young woman named Wendy. Wendy has short brown hair, sad eyes, and a bruised face. The cop is trying to get her to talk, telling his own version of the story, stating that it was all probably self-defense, and that everything will be okay if she just talks to him. Wendy looks dejected. "Look at me," the detective says. "You tell me it's self-defense and that's what I write down." He flashes the cop-pad in her face. Her father has fallen down a flight of stairs and broken his neck, and now the cops are thinking that Wendy must have pushed him. She disagrees. "I wasn't in the house," she squeaks. Cut to Helen looking through the glass: "She's not going to talk. Where's the boyfriend?" Our favourite DA walks into the next room, number 203, with the camera walking just ahead of her. Neatly filmed scenes of LFB in motion. Anyway, Detective Mike Maguire, the other regular cop on the show, is interrogating the boyfriend. He's a teenage boy who looks a lot like Chris O'Donnell. Mini-Chris is sitting across from said cop with his arms crossed. Maguire threatens, "You could go down for accessory to murder -- spend the rest of your life in jail -- you ready for that?" Scott "I Was the Real Robin" Lopes scowls at him. The detective says that if he comes forward now the law will be a lot easier on him, but gets a "I'm not going to talk" from the young man. "Look, Scott, I could be your friend here or not [and we might have fallen for that line -- if we were on Happy Days maybe]." Well, now. Scott's dad's a cop. He knows his rights. He's not talking and wants a lawyer. He looks into the black window and the camera moves into an Alfred Hitchcock-esque shot of Helen's face. She's either scheming or thinking, "Crap -- the kid's father's a cop?" The detective walks over to her side of the window; they discuss what they should do, and decide to call Frank, the kid's father.

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