Look, Carol swears
that she went to the prom
with someone else.
Okay, she snubbed him,
and he's been fantasizing
about her for ten years.
- Fantasy isn't corroboration.
- But it's motive.
- Sorry.
Three lonely, sick guys
cook up this elaborate plan.
Two of them execute it
perfectly, but Tony,
probably the smartest
of the three, screwed up?
- That's what criminals do.
- Or maybe he didn't.
The others attack strangers
who wronged their buddy,
but Tony raped the woman
who hurt him in high school.
- So in the heat of the moment,
he wanted Carol to know
that it was him.
- Some lawyers might consider
this harassment.
- In case your client
is interested,
Riley Porter took a deal
for ten years.
Chris Carnasis took 12.
- No comment.
- Defense exhibit A.
The perfect client.
Okay, so this has been fun.
But unless you have
corroboration,
then you're wasting our time.
- I'd like Tony
to meet someone.
[door rattles]
♪
Say hello, Tony.
- I don't know her.
- It's Carol Solomon.
You two went to high school
together.
- There are a lot of people
in the school.
- Remind him, Carol.
Remind him of the good times.
- I can't. I'm sorry.
I've never seen him before
in my life.
- Well, that's--that's not
what your mom said, Tony.
You mom told us that Carol
was all you talked about.
In fact, she said that you two
went to prom together.
- No.
- You're all the same.
- Hey, sit down, Tony.
- That is it!
I don't know what you guys
are trying to pull here,
but we're done.
Let's go.
- Who are you?
♪
Why did you do this to me?
♪
- Because you're ignorant,
and shallow,
and you throw yourself
at worthless men
like John Quinn.
- I loved John!
- No, no, no.
You're not entitled to love.
You're not entitled
to anything.
- But you are.
- You're damn right I am!
♪
Chad and Stacey,
Stacey and Chad.
Winners of the genetic lottery
flaunting it to the rest of us.
- What, losers?
- Look at you. All of you!
You're all too obtuse
to see what's going on!
You have no idea.
Perfect people running around
Central Park,
picnics in Sheep's Meadow.
Always flaunting,
always having a wonderful time
while I was alone.
It's time you all learned
your lesson!
- It's time we what, Tony?
- Do not answer that, Tony.
- Do what, Tony?
♪
- You don't know who I am!
- Hey, step back.
Step back.
Don't do that again.
- Well, I know you, Carol.
I know you used to live at
617 East 63rd, apartment 23B.
You and your perfect
mom and dad.
I know you love Frozen
Hot Chocolate from Serendipity
and Sesame Chicken
from Shun Lee.
Your favorite movie is--
- Make him stop!
- I'm not done!
I'm not done!
- All right,
up against the wall now.
Don't make me say that again.
- [laughs]
I know your old cell phone
number was 555-0179.
- What?
- Yeah.
You know how I know that?
You know how I know that?
Because I called it
and left a message
asking you to prom!
But I guess
your inner bitch took over!
You didn't even have
the decency to call me back!
- Is that why you killed John?
- Why should he have a life
when I had nothing?
- So you raped Carol.
- I took what was mine.
- Turn around. Put your hands
behind your back.
[cuffs rattle]
- We should talk.
♪
- Let's go.
- You bastard!
♪
I never got your voice mail.
♪
Because that was never
my phone number.
♪
You called somebody else.
♪
You stupid, evil bastard!
♪
- Let's go.
♪
[sobbing]
