by two separate yet equally important groups:
the police, who investigate crime
and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.
( school bell ringing )
Okay, wake up, sleepyheads.
Vamos, ninos.
Line up for your cookies and O.J.
( speaking Spanish )
Here you go.
Oh, boy.
Deirdre, wake up, sweetie.
Didi?
CHILD: Thank you.
Come on, Didi.
Nap time's over.
Deirdre, is something wrong?
I'm sorry, Miss Perez.
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
I told them this would happen.
I told them.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
How is she?
Vitals are there, but they're flattening out.
Excuse me.
Let's go. Easy.
I knew this was going to happen.
You, uh, her teacher?
Well, what did happen, Miss...?
Perez.
An accident, that's what happened.
An accident?
Then why did you call the police?
What's going on?
Miss Perez, uh, kindly take control of your classroom.
Are you the principal?
Dr. Babcock.
May I see some identification?
Was the girl injured in the school, Dr. Babcock?
Absolutely not.
She was assaulted by her...
Miss Perez.
She can be rather trigger-happy.
GREEVY: Have the parents been notified?
BABCOCK: I called them,
but there was no one home.
They both work, I believe.
I'll need the names and address.
Of course. In my office.
What the hell's going on here?
I told Babcock about Didi.
And he shined you on?
She's dying, isn't she?
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Ah, an upscale crypt.
But they both work.
Ah, I hope the elevator works.
Ripperton, Cassal, Myamoto, Schwartz...
Just your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
Yeah, at three grand a month.
Lowenstein-- 1-B.
Thank God, it's on the ground floor.
Mrs. Lowenstein?
We need to speak to Carla Lowenstein.
It's an emergency.
What kind?
What kind? Medical.
Dr. Babcock tried to phone you.
Yeah, well, I need my rest.
Are you... Are you Didi's mother?
Yeah. What's the matter?
We want to know if there was anything wrong
with Deirdre this morning?
This morning?
Yes. Before school.
I'm sorry. I don't know what you mean.
Perhaps we could come in and talk.
No, I really would rather you didn't.
LOGAN: All right, hold it. Time out.
Lady, listen to us.
Your daughter may be losing consciousness.
What are you, brain-dead yourself?
Well, I fell.
We're not talking about you.
We're talking about your daughter.
Deirdre. Didi.
Maybe I was holding it when I fell.
I don't remember.
GREEVY: Where's your husband, Mrs. Lowenstein?
Out of town.
Why don't you come with us? I'm sure Deirdre
would want her mother to be with her right now.
I can't.
Ezra's not well.
I have to watch it.
Mrs. Lowenstein...
At this stage, it looks like
an acute insult to the brain stem.
The cat scan will tell us more.
Doctor, when you say acute...
I mean traumatic.
Let me ask you. Could it have been caused by a fall?
Yeah, a fall from a third-story window, maybe.
WOMAN ( over PA ): We need a volunteer with a wheelchair to admitting.
Volunteer with wheelchair to admitting.
MAN: Hey, I'm just their neighbor.
You never noticed?
How about an occasional glance
from your box seat at the rear window?
Give me a break.
Do I look like a peeper to you? Huh?
Mm-hmm.
Okay, Dick Tracy,
how do I see through the drawn shades, huh?
You look enough to know that they're drawn.
You must see something.
Now, let me reiterate, gentlemen.
Miss Perez is prone to excitability.
It's a cultural thing.
Instead of running off half cocked,
to call the police, she should have
followed school district guidelines. Which are?
Which are to report her suspicions to the school nurse.
If the nurse finds evidence of abuse she comes to me.
If I find the situation warrants it
I'll notify the Department of Juvenile Services.
By which time, the kid's in a coma.
Those are some guidelines.
Why don't you stick to police work, Detective?
Why don't you stop trying
to cover your ass, Mr. Babcock?
Mike, Mike.
Take it easy.
He's never recovered from the nuns.
A cultural thing.
Now doc, let me tell you
about our guidelines, okay?
When someone, anyone--
even a high-strung Puerto Rican lady-- comprende?--
thinks a child is being beaten
that person is supposed to report it
to the authorities.
If the authorities don't act
they leave themselves open to all sorts of repercussions.
Am I making sense to you?
I, uh...
Did Miss Perez ever tell you
that Didi Lowenstein might be an abused child?
Yes, she did.
When?
Several times, beginning in September.
Did you do anything about it?
Of course.
I notified the Juvenile Services.
Oh? Then why this hush-hush routine?
Because, these days,
there's always a danger of a witch hunt.
It could destroy the reputation of the parents.
We have to be very circumspect about these accusations.
Sure. I understand.
Luckily, we don't.
Let's go, Mike.
There it is.
Dr. Babcock initiated the report
and we received it on September 22.
Not much of a report.
What did you do with it?
We filed it, as required by law.
You didn't follow it up?
Not yet.
We fully intend to. It's an active file.
As required by...
I know-- as required by law.
Sounds like, "I was just following orders."
How many other kids
you got on this active file, Miss Dobrinski?
This is just the city, Detective Logan.
Last I heard, there was something like
100,000 cases a year in the state of New York.
We kind of have our hands full.
Sorry.
I got to go.
Where the hell have you been?
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't take it out on me, Max.
Domestic violence unit?
Yeah, they dropped by last month.
No one around but her and the two kids
but she had a good head start on a shiner.
Swinging door? Mugger.
Said he got her right in front of her building.
And her husband was out of town again?
Mm-hmm.
What is this guy, a beer salesman?
He's a shrink.
A shrink?
Let's go see if the doctor's in yet.
LOGAN: Just hold your psycho-babble to a minimum, lady.
I got a question I want to ask.
Are you in charge of this ape?
My cross to bear.
We're trying to get a business address
for Dr. Lowenstein.
You know, Jacob Lowenstein.
He's one of your people.
Was.
Used to be.
What happened?
There was... there were some problems.
Of what nature, Miss Rawlins?
I'm not at liberty to discuss this.
Fine. For now, we just have to find him.
His child is sick.
Didi?
He... I understand that he sometimes
does some consulting work out of the Graybar building.
Dr. Lowenstein?
End of the hall.
( man crying )
( woman moaning )
Good. Very good.
Dr. Lowenstein?
We're in the middle of a session here!
Yeah. I can see that.
Who are you?
What do you want here?
It's about Didi.
She's sick.
We thought you'd like to know.
We can't hold this guy forever.
You're going to have to charge him with something.
That bottle of cocaine we found,
he's going spastic trying to tap dance around that one.
What are you talking about?
What the hell's going on? You know the law.
It's an invalid search.
You've got no warrant
you've got no probable cause.
You got nothing here.
That's it, no.
( shouting )
You have no right to...
GREEVEY: Is something the matter, doc?
He's trying to sandbag me.
He's trying to railroad me
into something that I don't know anything about.
You trying to tell me you were totally unaware
of your daughter's condition?
That's right. Completely.
And why is that?
Why is that?
I was, uh... a little out of it.
We thought it was out of town.
What? Carla tell you that?
Look, I have to tell her something.
She's unbelievably jealous.
If I'm working late at the office
she assumes that I'm getting carpet burn
with the cleaning lady, my secretary, anybody.
Doesn't matter.
Aren't you? Aren't I what?
Please. That was therapy.
For her or for you?
For her.
In Reichian therapy, the patient has to...
Really get to know
the therapist.
How about those legs of hers, huh?
Who was it?
Uh, James M. Cain.
"She looked so good
I wanted to hit her with a hammer."
( laughs )
Hey, it was only a figure of speech.
Is that what happened to Didi?
What are you talking about?
What? You think I hit Didi?
I'm dealing with an irrational person.
I'm trying to keep everything together.
How? By giving her a slap once in a while?
Keep her in line? Max.
Oh, no, my son is with her.
My son, my son is with her.
We'll take care of it.
I was there lunchtime
and she never even mentioned that Didi was hurt.
Hey! Hey! I have to get out of here.
She could do a number on him.
I'm afraid of what she's going to do.
Now can we hold the guy?
Maybe you better bring in Mrs. Lowenstein, too, huh?
( whistling )
Stop doing that with your eyes.
You keep doing that with your eyes
they'll stay stuck like that for the rest of your life.
Didn't I warn you?
( knocking at door )
You hear me? You're going to learn, mister.
You are going to learn if it's the last thing I do.
Come here. Come here. Come on.
You're going to listen to me once and for all.
LOGAN: Open this door! Open up, now!
I'll teach you a lesson you're never going to forget.
( door kicked open )
Come on! Come on! You have to learn!
Mommy! What are you doing?
That's not yours! That's not his!
( hysterically crying )
Good God almighty.
He's got to learn!
I know, I know, I know.
GREEVEY: She seems to be improving.
Ballismus.
It's an involuntary reaction.
It's a sign of deep cerebral damage.
Deirdre didn't just hit her head, Carla.
Somebody must have done something to her.
Where did you say Jacob was?
He's in custody, don't worry, he can't hurt you.
Is he all right?
I mean, nobody can, you know...
you know, get to him, can they?
Why would anyone want to get to him?
Well, he's a very attractive man.
Did he ask for me?
I really need to see him.
GREEVEY: That's up to him.
Now, Carla,
try to remember.
Did you ever see Jacob
strike either of your children?
He's a very loving father.
He's beaten you.
He loves me.
We're very much in love.
Do you know that Ezra
is with juvenile authorities under protective custody?
How can I be expected to know anything?
How you doing?
I can use some more stuff, you know?
In a little while.
I'm afraid I'm going
to have to ask you to come back another time.
No problem.
( indistinct PA announcement )
You think she beat the kid up?
I don't know.
I know she's nuts.
The way she lay there...
primping herself, you know.
It just made me want to puke.
She has been slapped around pretty good.
I'm not so sure she's to blame.
There are some women who provoke it.
Come on, it's true.
You think she cares
diddly about those kids or anything else?
Huh?
Everything's a mirror to her.
She holds a dying kid up to it, and all she can see
is herself, and how it affects her.
Now you give her sympathy, she's going to want to fight.
You give her a fight, she's gonna want a kiss.
You give her a kiss, and I swear to God
she'll bite your tongue out.
You, uh...
you saw this on Oprah or what?
My mother.
Yeah.
She always said she was cut out for something greater
than being the wife of a cop from the Lower East Side.
God, she was... she was a bottomless pit.
I mean it was always
"Give me your undivided attention"
but when the old man couldn't take anymore
and gave her a whack,
then she'd turn around and whack me.
She always got this look in her eye, you know
and then I saw it coming.
Now this witch in here...
she's got that same look.
We have blood on the floor, yes,
it matches the blood on Deirdre's head, yes,
and yes, we haven't proven anything here.
How about we try to obtain a confession?
We got an M.E. who says
there's no way it was an accident.
You want me to go and beat it out of her, Mike?
I'm sure he means
why don't we go work Lowenstein?
And that's a good idea.
I released him.
What? What?
He was screaming false imprisonment on the coke bust.
No probable cause!
Thanks for telling us.
( phone ringing )
Cragen... Yes, Max.
What?
It's for you.
Yeah?
Yes, Rudy.
What, did you get a new pair of binoculars?
Look, sometimes...
well, occasionally, the shades are up.
Every once in a while, I just happen to look out.
And do you ever happen to see anything?
Two nights ago, mommie dearest
was dancing around like a whirling dervish.
Where was the little girl?
She was shaking her like she was a rag doll,
and then the husband came home.
What time was that?
I don't know, late. 11:00, maybe later.
Look, I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid...
What happened when Dr. Lowenstein came in?
He belted her.
The girl?
No, the wife.
And then she slapped the kid.
I told you. Didn't I tell you?
I can't believe she's not locked up.
She's under observation at Bellevue.
The hell she is.
I just saw her getting out of a cab less than an hour ago.
Ain't bureaucracy great?
And she had the little boy with her.
Where's the boy?
( whimpering )
Now Carla, I'm taking you in.
Come on up now.
Do you understand?
Let's go.
I'm charging you with assault on Didi.
( person approaching ) Max.
Did he do this to you?
Carla...
You stupid cow.
No!
You're under arrest.
Cuffs!
Daddy, Pookie's scared.
Pookie doesn't want to go to jail.
You see? You see what I got to put up with?
Come on. We're going for a walk.
You have the right to remain silent.
You have the right to an attorney.
Anything you do say may be used against you in a court of law.
$500,000 is unreal, Your Honor.
JUDGE: I can make it higher.
Dr. Lowenstein has made his bail
because he controls all the family funds.
This woman is indigent.
In this instance, half a million dollars bail
is not only excessive it is discriminatory.
Oh, why is that?
GREEN: Look at this woman.
She can hardly follow the proceedings
she's been so badly beaten.
My heart bleeds.
What's your point?
She needs medical attention, not jail time.
There's an infirmary at the women's prison, Your Honor.
JUDGE: Mrs. Lowenstein's bond remains as set.
Officer, handle her with kid gloves.
Please.
It's all right, it's all right.
( steady tone )
Soon as you can, um, I need the details.
It's just that I find it hard to believe.
ROBINETTE: Trust me, I don't go around
delivering news like this as a gag.
What about my baby, is he all right?
He's okay.
He's in a foster home
until this thing gets resolved.
Oh, Ezra.
ROBINETTE: Yes, of course.
What baby were you referring to?
Your husband?
Is that who you're thinking about
at a time like this?
So it's resolved.
What do you mean?
Didi's gone.
It's over.
Resolved.
I'd like to get some rest.
GREEN: Carla,
this is very serious.
I know that.
I'm accused of murdering my own daughter,
isn't that it?
Yes, yes, you are.
We have a witness who saw you roughing Deirdre up that night.
But only you and your husband know which one of you hit her.
Maybe you didn't hit her.
Maybe your husband...
Nobody hit Didi.
Okay... pushed her down.
Maybe she wouldn't stop crying, so he picked her up and...
He picked her up.
And then he threw her?
And then he laid hands on it.
What do you mean?
To fix it.
To make it better.
Jacob says
that healing is a matter of adjusting your mind
to God's will.
What a pleasant surprise.
On Didi Lowenstein, did you find evidence
of sexual abuse?
No.
Did you look?
No.
Why not?
'Cause nobody told me to.
Somebody just did.
JUDGE: The point, Miss Green.
Your Honor, Carla Lowenstein was battered almost to death
by Mr. Redding's client.
To try them together would be a terrible injustice.
Since we're not in open court
can we dispense with the feminist rhetoric
and talk bottom line?
Since I do agree with you on one point.
Dr. Lowenstein is innocent of murder
since he did not strike Deirdre.
Therefore, I would like a severance.
Mr. Stone?
There has been a total disregard
for the life of an innocent child...
of two innocent children.
I'd like to insure
that history doesn't repeat itself
in the Lowenstein household.
One of those two people struck a six-year-old child
with enough force to stop her brain from functioning.
Neither one has been forthcoming
and both of them know which one did it.
I think the truth will only come out
if one turns on the other.
In the case of People v. Jacob Lowenstein
Indictment Number 6695:
The charges brought are Murder in the Second Degree
Assault in the First Degree
Endangering the Welfare of a minor.
In the case of People v. Carla Lowenstein
Indictment Number 6695-A,
The charges are Murder in the Second Degree,
Assault in the First Degree
Endangering the Welfare of a Minor.
Is the defense ready?
Ready, Your Honor.
JUDGE: Are the People ready?
Ready, Your Honor.
CARLA: Honey...
JUDGE: Mrs. Lowenstein!
Honey?
JUDGE: Counsel is asked
to advise your client
to exhibit some restraint.
She was always yanking her, slapping her.
She was always mad at Didi.
Yanking and slapping and pulling her hair?
This convinced you that Didi was being abused, Miss Perez?
No, no, that's only what I saw her mother do to her.
But Didi was always coming in with much more serious injuries.
Objection. Miss Perez is not a physician.
I'll rephrase.
Miss Perez, did you ever see any signs of physical abuse
on Didi Lowenstein?
Yes.
Would you describe them?
Large purple bruises on her legs and they continued
under her underpants.
A black eye...
scalded hands.
STONE: Did Didi say
how she received these injuries?
She said, "Mommy said I was naughty
for not finishing my dinner."
STONE: No further questions, Your Honor.
No questions, Your Honor.
JUDGE: You may step down, Miss Perez.
Bitch!
She did it, Adam.
That's not my problem.
One way or another, that woman hit her daughter.
Then what is your problem?
Perez's testimony destroyed her.
If Green is asking for a meeting,
she's willing to make a deal.
The whole thing is unfathomable.
I feel like I'm floating face down
with a mile of black water
between me and any reasonable explanation for this.
Why does it have to be reasonable?
Well, there's something else going on here.
It's not her, it's him.
There's something depraved.
All right, now, what bothers you the most about this?
Well, um...
my own rage.
What do your guts tell you?
Put them both in a dungeon.
Put them on the wheel and annihilate them.
Can you get to him through her?
I think so.
All right, then do it.
If you think that he is the greater evil
you go for him where he's most vulnerable
and you make the deal.
It's your meeting.
Miss Perez was a powerful, if biased, witness.
I think the jury thought so.
Let's plea her down.
On what basis?
The basis of her being willing to accept limited culpability
with mitigating circumstances...
CARLA: I did it.
I killed Didi.
I hit her.
Why?
I can't remember.
She was out of her mind on cocaine
which he gave to her.
He abused her.
He abused the children.
He encouraged her to beat the little girl.
Mrs. Lowenstein, why would he want you
to do such a thing?
He wanted me to train her.
I'm sorry?
To train her...
for later
so we could both serve him.
Will you testify to that on the stand?
( whispering )
Mrs. Lowenstein, intoxication is no defense
for depraved indifference homicide.
However, since we feel that she was coerced
and that she was physically threatened
we'll accept a plea on Man One.
And Dr. Lowenstein?
Him?
I'll get him for murder.
( Carla sobs )
Ladies and gentlemen,
I inform you now that Carla Lowenstein
is no longer party to this trial.
The People v. Jacob Lowenstein
will therefore proceed on its own merits.
MEDICAL EXAMINER: Yes, I recognize them.
These were taken
during the autopsy of Deirdre Lowenstein
Which you performed?
Yes.
Did you find evidence of sexual molestation?
Yes, I did.
STONE: Have you formed an opinion
as to the time the fatal blow was struck?
Between 10:00 and 11:00 p.m.,
from the rate at which the blood clotted
and also the amount of coagulation in the wound
that would be the time.
Thank you, Doctor.
That will be all.
The People call Carla Lowenstein.
Place your left hand on the Bible.
Raise your right hand. Raise your right hand.
Mrs. Lowenstein, do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
I do.
Mrs. Lowenstein, tell the court
why you struck your daughter hard enough to kill her.
Well, I was loaded
and I really didn't think I had any strength left.
Why would you do such a thing?
My husband-- he convinced me to.
She's out of her mind!
Dr. Lowenstein, one more outburst
and I'll have you shackled
for the remainder of this trial.
Did your husband tell you why he wanted you to strike Didi?
Well, he said that we all needed discipline
and that he wanted...
Didi to grow up to be just like her mother.
He wanted her to...
to be the perfect wife just like me.
STONE: I beg your pardon?
He said he wanted her to be the perfect wife
just like me.
He wanted her to be a perfect wife.
Did your husband ever abuse Didi sexually?
REDDING: Objection, Your Honor.
That has nothing to do with the night in question.
Overruled.
Answer the question.
Well, it... it wasn't abuse.
I mean... he loved her.
He just...
He just had to find a way to show it.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Carla?
How often did you get loaded?
Not very often.
Well, say, ballpark.
Once a week?
Three times?
Five?
I don't know.
It... you know, when I needed it.
When things just got to be too much.
Aren't you, in fact, a cocaine addict, Carla?
Objection, Your Honor. Characterization.
JUDGE: Sustained.
When you are loaded, Carla,
aren't your children afraid of you?
STONE: Objection, Your Honor.
He's leading the witness.
Overruled.
Carla, the neighbors all say
that when you were out together as a family,
Didi was always walking hand-in-hand with her father,
never with you
and they thought that very odd,
that a mother should be so distant
from her daughter.
Well, I wanted to hold her hand, but, uh...
she wouldn't let me.
( Carla sighs )
Redding hurt us.
I didn't hear you knock.
That's because I didn't.
If I'd have knocked, you'd have heard it.
I don't doubt that.
Well...
How come you didn't you ask the right question, Stone?
Which is?
Which is how does Dr. Lowenstein
support his cosmopolitan lifestyle?
Analysts make a comfortable living, don't they?
Come on, Stone, he's a witch doctor.
He couldn't give it away for free.
Rich parents?
He sells cocaine.
He deals.
Upper West Side, intellectual
artsy-tartsy but big time.
Why are you telling me this?
Isn't this a conflict of interest?
Because ethically, I'm Snow White.
I'm an officer of the court.
My client's already had her day in it.
You and I both know he made her what she is.
That's too simple.
Simple or complicated, tipped straight up.
Besides, I felt it was my duty.
Rawlings is listed as a defense witness.
We call her
have her declared a hostile witness
and pump her on the coke.
STONE: Miss Rawlings, this session--
was this a therapy session?
Of course.
Of what sort?
Well, it was Reichian.
Yes?
Dr. Lowenstein is a well-known Reichian.
Does that mean Dr. Lowenstein
supplied you with cocaine?
I don't believe this.
Quiet.
Answer the question, please.
Yes.
Did you inhale it?
We were smoking it, all right?
He said it would help me get in touch with...
With what, Miss Rollins? With the child within?
Did Dr. Lowenstein also sell you cocaine?
Objection, Your Honor!
Absolutely irrelevant to the night in question.
Ah, but it does have relevance.
Dr. Lowenstein's drug use, his drug dealing, was one of,
if not the major contributing factor to the nightmare
of the Lowenstein household,
and this depraved indifference
led directly to Didi Lowenstein's death.
JUDGE: Overruled.
Answer the question.
Yes.
To your personal knowledge
did Dr. Lowenstein also sell cocaine
to other patients?
Objection. Leading the witness.
Overruled.
Miss Rawlings, yes or no, please.
Yes.
REDDING: And finally, Dr. Lowenstein,
did you ever abuse Deirdre?
Didi was the one ray of sunshine in my life.
I never abused her.
I used to hold her
and try to protect her from...
well, Carla, who I now realize is insane.
And even she says that I never abused her.
It's just a lot of legal semantics
that's being used to twist the truth.
I loved her... with all my heart.
Thank you, doctor.
Dr. Lowenstein,
do you consider yourself a good husband and father?
Yes, I do.
A good provider?
Yes. Yes, absolutely.
Shelter, food, clothing?
Of course.
And cocaine?
Objection, Your Honor.
Where is this going?
Mr. Stone?
STONE: To the heart of the matter, Your Honor.
The people contend
that Dr. Lowenstein is guilty of murder
because he instigated the beating
and then did nothing to help his fatally-injured daughter.
We've heard Mrs. Lowenstein testify
that she was loaded on cocaine.
Where did she get it?
Answer the question.
What is the question?
Did you provide Carla Lowenstein with cocaine?
I've treated many of my patients with psycho mimetic drugs.
But you're not a medical doctor, are you, doctor?
You're a psychotherapist.
You have no license to prescribe medicines
and have been doing it for years
and have been illegally selling drugs to your patients.
Now this is just legal semantics
but some people think it's important.
Do you consider your wife a patient?
I think of my wife as a very sick person.
I tried to help her.
By beating some sense into her?
REDDING: Objection.
Sustained.
Mr. Stone.
Haven't you
denied help to your family?
No.
Didi was malnourished, Dr. Lowenstein.
She was seen walking barefoot in February.
I buy her shoes and Carla throws them away.
Would Carla also throw the food away?
Didi won't eat without me.
She adores me.
We hold hands.
When?
When we go out walking together.
I mean, Didi gives me her hand and says, "Tighter, Daddy.
Daddy, hold me tighter."
Yes, it was testified earlier
that you and Didi would walk together
and Mrs. Lowenstein would walk behind.
Is that correct?
Yes.
Which many experts on child abuse believe
is a clear sign that the child
is trying to curry favor with the abusing parent.
REDDING: Objection.
JUDGE: Is that a question, Mr. Stone?
No, Your Honor, it's not.
Do you have any more questions for the defendant, Mr. Stone?
Yes, Your Honor, yes, I do.
I most certainly do.
Dr. Lowenstein, you have previously testified
that when you came home just before midnight,
Carla told you that she had hit Didi earlier that evening.
Is that correct?
I certainly didn't think it was anything serious.
And you also testified that when you came home,
Didi was laying in the middle of your living room floor
in her school clothes.
I thought she was sleeping.
Does she usually spend the night on a parquet floor
without a blanket?
Of course not.
Did you go to Didi and check
to see if she was all right?
I... I didn't feel it was necessary.
Even with a bloodstain under her head?
I didn't see that.
Oh, please, sir
I direct you to examine People's exhibit #37.
It is a photograph of a bloodstain
on your living room floor...
A bloodstain measuring 27 inches by 38 inches
A blood stain the size of a small rug.
It was dark.
There wasn't many lights about, and, um...
So when you saw your unconscious daughter on the floor
and that stain on the same floor
did you pick up a phone and call 911?
I already told you...
Did you pick up a phone and call her pediatrician?
You're twisting everything I say!
Did you even bother to pick up Didi
or did you leave her in a pool of her own blood?
As eloquent as your counsel was in your behalf
you are not the victim here, Mrs. Lowenstein.
The victim was an innocent six-year-old girl
who couldn't defend herself.
On a count of manslaughter in the first degree
the court sentences you to seven to ten years
in a women's correctional facility.
As for you, sir,
from this seat
I thought I had witnessed every degradation,
every monstrosity possible,
but you, doctor, are beyond contempt.
You have helped a woman destroy herself.
You engineered the tragedy of a little girl's death
but you took pretty good care of yourself, didn't you?
Your Honor, I've lost my family...
Yes, you have.
Jacob Lowenstein
having been found guilty of murder in the second degree
by depraved indifference to human life
this court sentences you to 25 years to life
in a state penitentiary.
Baby, what's going to happen to us now?
Pookie can't live without her daddy.
Pookie needs you.