1:30 Interrogation Room
Goren sat silently while his lawyer spoke. "My client is invoking his right to silence."
"Detective. I thought you should know the rape kit came back positive."
Carver waited for Goren to respond. Goren responded with silence and stared blankly at him. Goren's lawyer sat awkwardly in her chair.
Captain Deakin stood on the other side of the glass watching. "Come on, Goren. Say something!"
Goren shifted his attention to the glass pane and stared at it. He wondered who was behind it, watching, listening, laughing at him. In a burst of anger Goren rises up and smashes his fists against the glass. Shattering it. Wheeling backwards, Deakins shields his eyes from the flying shards of glass.
"You bitch!!! You won! You got me, you got me good.." He yelled, before collapsing to the ground.
Eames went to him. Grabbing him and consoling him.
"Damn it, I losing it. I'm losing it..." he cried into his bloody hands. Not out of anger, out of fear and frustration.
Reality finally hit all of them. The storm that had been ragging on in head, broke lose. Eames knew, Carver knew and Deakins knew it. They all knew Elizabeth Hitchens was to blame. She left emotional scars the first time and reopened them the second time, by hitting on the marks, but this time was different, she pinned the crime on him - tri fec to.
Tears trickled down her cheek, as she held her partner. She cried, because this time she couldn't protect him. She wasn't there to make he didn't lose control of the situation or himself.
The laywer broke the uncomfortable tension; "I'm going to tell you now, he's going to plead not-guilty due to a mental defect."
Carver's mouth dropped open. "You're what?"
"You saw what just happened, he's not fit."
Goren overheard what his lawyer was saying and bit his tongue.
".he has a family history of Schizophrenia."
"NO!" yelled an enraged Goren. "You can't do you this to me! You can't!!!"
Looking to Eames he pleaded with her; "Tell them! Tell them. I'm not..S.I.C.K!"
Eames was numb. The pressure was too much for him, she could understand that, but rape.. She couldn't believe his lawyer would angle for mental incompetence. She looked into her partners eyes and saw more than pain but fear. He was afraid of losing control, afraid everything he worked for would be meaningless. Stripped away. His world was falling apart right in front of him. She knew he would rather die, then be condemned a crazy man.
Shaking, she looked at Bobby while answering; "Bobby, you need help."
"Eames! You bitch!!!" Two officers restrained him back from her. "You - promised."
His words stung her, she couldn't believe she said it. Neither could Deakins or Carver, for they too stood numb. Eames hoped to god he knew she did it for him. But she needed to buy time. "I'm sorry Bobby." She whispered while the two officers took him out of the room.
Goren sat silently while his lawyer spoke. "My client is invoking his right to silence."
"Detective. I thought you should know the rape kit came back positive."
Carver waited for Goren to respond. Goren responded with silence and stared blankly at him. Goren's lawyer sat awkwardly in her chair.
Captain Deakin stood on the other side of the glass watching. "Come on, Goren. Say something!"
Goren shifted his attention to the glass pane and stared at it. He wondered who was behind it, watching, listening, laughing at him. In a burst of anger Goren rises up and smashes his fists against the glass. Shattering it. Wheeling backwards, Deakins shields his eyes from the flying shards of glass.
"You bitch!!! You won! You got me, you got me good.." He yelled, before collapsing to the ground.
Eames went to him. Grabbing him and consoling him.
"Damn it, I losing it. I'm losing it..." he cried into his bloody hands. Not out of anger, out of fear and frustration.
Reality finally hit all of them. The storm that had been ragging on in head, broke lose. Eames knew, Carver knew and Deakins knew it. They all knew Elizabeth Hitchens was to blame. She left emotional scars the first time and reopened them the second time, by hitting on the marks, but this time was different, she pinned the crime on him - tri fec to.
Tears trickled down her cheek, as she held her partner. She cried, because this time she couldn't protect him. She wasn't there to make he didn't lose control of the situation or himself.
The laywer broke the uncomfortable tension; "I'm going to tell you now, he's going to plead not-guilty due to a mental defect."
Carver's mouth dropped open. "You're what?"
"You saw what just happened, he's not fit."
Goren overheard what his lawyer was saying and bit his tongue.
".he has a family history of Schizophrenia."
"NO!" yelled an enraged Goren. "You can't do you this to me! You can't!!!"
Looking to Eames he pleaded with her; "Tell them! Tell them. I'm not..S.I.C.K!"
Eames was numb. The pressure was too much for him, she could understand that, but rape.. She couldn't believe his lawyer would angle for mental incompetence. She looked into her partners eyes and saw more than pain but fear. He was afraid of losing control, afraid everything he worked for would be meaningless. Stripped away. His world was falling apart right in front of him. She knew he would rather die, then be condemned a crazy man.
Shaking, she looked at Bobby while answering; "Bobby, you need help."
"Eames! You bitch!!!" Two officers restrained him back from her. "You - promised."
His words stung her, she couldn't believe she said it. Neither could Deakins or Carver, for they too stood numb. Eames hoped to god he knew she did it for him. But she needed to buy time. "I'm sorry Bobby." She whispered while the two officers took him out of the room.