The dark side has no cookies. I checked. [Private thoughts]
Note: ALL of Connie and Jack's dialogue is taken directly from TOS 18x16, Strike. I loved the mentor/mentee scenes between them and so thought I'd post them since they took place yesterday and today in Connie's timeline. All her inner dialogue/private thoughts, however, is written by me :) .
Wednesday evening
[Connie is at a desk working while several other ADAs and the district attorney mill about, working and talking]
ADA Walsh: [with a grin] How is it working for the dark side, Connie?
[other ADAs chuckle at this]
[before Connie can retort, McCoy steps in]
DA Jack McCoy: Is that how you see it? Ms. Rubirosa is conducting herself within the bounds of the canon of ethics and zealously representing her client to the best of her abilities. That’s what she’s expected to do, whether that client is a criminal defendant or the State of New York and if I hear any more crap from any of you, you’ll all be working traffic court for the next five years.
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I appreciated Jack's defense. I really did. For a moment, in front of Walsh and the others, it made me not feel so bad. In the long run, it really didn't help my mood. The argument with Casey was still fresh in my mind. It just - I can handle when the dumbass jokers like Walsh and whoever else act stupid about it...but being called those things in a serious manner - from an actual friend - hurt. I ended up going out to Queens night court to visit MacManus in action. I needed a laugh. It helped a bit. Still didn't make me feel right about what I have to do tomorrow in court. Fontana's already pissed after yesterday - Thursday is only going to be worse.
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Thursday evening
Today's court proceedings aside (no idea how I'm going to get Fontana to see me as the ADA who's on his side after today - will worry about that when this is over, I suppose), I have to say, ignorance really is bliss.
Unfortunately, as Ted Sanderson's attorney, I now know more about the man than I ever wanted to. Including the fact that he had a part in his wife's death - not so innocent as the exoneration they gave him makes him seem. But as his attorney, the information is privileged, which means as a prosecutor...I'm useless. He should be facing additional charges and instead, the State will be none the wiser. The governor is going to sign his pardon - meaning as far as the State's concerned, he had no part at all in his wife's death and it'll be erased from record. I can't do a damn thing.
DA Jack McCoy: You gave Cutter a good whooping today. Good luck for tomorrow.
[he goes to leave]
ADA Connie Rubirosa: Jack - what if you know something you don’t want to know - a terrible thing - and there’s nothing you can do about it-you can’t even talk about it?
DA Jack McCoy: Because this terrible thing - it’s protected by attorney-client privilege?
ADA Connie Rubirosa: *looks away, covers papers*
DA Jack McCoy: One question - when this is over, and the governor signs Sanderson’s pardon for his wife’s murder, is that going to be a problem for you?
ADA Connie Rubirosa: *is silent, looks away*
DA Jack McCoy: Think that was an answer.
ADA Connie Rubirosa: I don’t know what to do.
DA Jack McCoy: Connie, every lawyer goes to his or her grave with the most horrible secrets. It comes with the job.
ADA Connie Rubirosa: What do I do?
DA Jack McCoy: Follow the law.
How in the hell is this right? I know I'm doing my job - and I fully intend on following the letter of the law - but it still feels wrong. This is why I'd never be a good defense attorney. Jack's reassurances weren't exactly comforting - "every lawyer takes horrible secrets with them to their grave"...well, isn't that fabulous to know. The difference is, defense attorneys ask for it - they know what they're getting into. I didn't ask for this, nor did I ever want to have to deal with it...and yet here it is.
I just want to get the whole thing over with. I miss Michael. I know it might sound stupid or sappy, but I do. I suppose I could have seen him outside of court this week...but it would have been weird and I may have said something I shouldn't have, so I just haven't.
Wednesday evening
[Connie is at a desk working while several other ADAs and the district attorney mill about, working and talking]
ADA Walsh: [with a grin] How is it working for the dark side, Connie?
[other ADAs chuckle at this]
[before Connie can retort, McCoy steps in]
DA Jack McCoy: Is that how you see it? Ms. Rubirosa is conducting herself within the bounds of the canon of ethics and zealously representing her client to the best of her abilities. That’s what she’s expected to do, whether that client is a criminal defendant or the State of New York and if I hear any more crap from any of you, you’ll all be working traffic court for the next five years.
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I appreciated Jack's defense. I really did. For a moment, in front of Walsh and the others, it made me not feel so bad. In the long run, it really didn't help my mood. The argument with Casey was still fresh in my mind. It just - I can handle when the dumbass jokers like Walsh and whoever else act stupid about it...but being called those things in a serious manner - from an actual friend - hurt. I ended up going out to Queens night court to visit MacManus in action. I needed a laugh. It helped a bit. Still didn't make me feel right about what I have to do tomorrow in court. Fontana's already pissed after yesterday - Thursday is only going to be worse.
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Thursday evening
Today's court proceedings aside (no idea how I'm going to get Fontana to see me as the ADA who's on his side after today - will worry about that when this is over, I suppose), I have to say, ignorance really is bliss.
Unfortunately, as Ted Sanderson's attorney, I now know more about the man than I ever wanted to. Including the fact that he had a part in his wife's death - not so innocent as the exoneration they gave him makes him seem. But as his attorney, the information is privileged, which means as a prosecutor...I'm useless. He should be facing additional charges and instead, the State will be none the wiser. The governor is going to sign his pardon - meaning as far as the State's concerned, he had no part at all in his wife's death and it'll be erased from record. I can't do a damn thing.
DA Jack McCoy: You gave Cutter a good whooping today. Good luck for tomorrow.
[he goes to leave]
ADA Connie Rubirosa: Jack - what if you know something you don’t want to know - a terrible thing - and there’s nothing you can do about it-you can’t even talk about it?
DA Jack McCoy: Because this terrible thing - it’s protected by attorney-client privilege?
ADA Connie Rubirosa: *looks away, covers papers*
DA Jack McCoy: One question - when this is over, and the governor signs Sanderson’s pardon for his wife’s murder, is that going to be a problem for you?
ADA Connie Rubirosa: *is silent, looks away*
DA Jack McCoy: Think that was an answer.
ADA Connie Rubirosa: I don’t know what to do.
DA Jack McCoy: Connie, every lawyer goes to his or her grave with the most horrible secrets. It comes with the job.
ADA Connie Rubirosa: What do I do?
DA Jack McCoy: Follow the law.
How in the hell is this right? I know I'm doing my job - and I fully intend on following the letter of the law - but it still feels wrong. This is why I'd never be a good defense attorney. Jack's reassurances weren't exactly comforting - "every lawyer takes horrible secrets with them to their grave"...well, isn't that fabulous to know. The difference is, defense attorneys ask for it - they know what they're getting into. I didn't ask for this, nor did I ever want to have to deal with it...and yet here it is.
I just want to get the whole thing over with. I miss Michael. I know it might sound stupid or sappy, but I do. I suppose I could have seen him outside of court this week...but it would have been weird and I may have said something I shouldn't have, so I just haven't.