Courtroom Where Callie Gets Cooking With Her Pain. The witness explains the events surrounding the rape. She had opened her apartment door when suddenly she was shoved inside and knocked to the floor. Helen asks, "Do you see the person today who knocked you to the floor?" Yes. Callie identifies Jerry Cochran. He scowls. He really does look like one mean fellow. Is she positive? Yes. Helen: "After you were pulled to the floor, what happened next?" The rapist closed the door and said that if she screamed, he'd kill her. Blah pushed her skirt up, blah she tried to get free, blah he punched her in the face, blah she took her key and got him behind the ear, blah he hit her some more, blah blacked out. Callie says, "And the next thing I was aware of, he was ramming himself into me." Helen points to Jerry and says, AGAIN, "Are you absolutely sure this is the man who raped you on the evening of March 11th?" Yes. For the third time, she is clear, that's the guy. Blah nightmares, blah his face, blah out of her mind, blah she can't, blah he's the rapist. Helen thanks her and sits back down.

Eugene gets up for his cross. He buttons his coat. That is one of my favourite Eugene moves; it's smooth and professional, like his suit is an extension of his calm, cool interior. You go, Eugene. You get that rapist off. Not because he's a rapist, but because this damn show exploits far too much violence against women. Enough is enough. It's a horrible, terrible crime. Women suffer a great deal as a result of sexual assault. But does every other episode have to have a rape victim looking for revenge? Right, sorry. It's the end of the season. I am weary. I need a little tenderness. Aw, thanks, Anvil. A foot rub is nice. Very soothing. So, Eugene, right. He says, "When the police arrived, you said you could not approximate the suspect's height or build." Callie responds, "I saw his face very clearly." Eugene counters, "But you said he had no facial hair. At the time of his arrest, my client had a moustache." Well, she missed the moustache, but she did see his eyes. Further, Jerry bore no scratches or marks at all, despite Callie believing she drew blood when she gouged him behind the ear with her keys. Well, the blood on her keys turned out to be her own, she guesses. What, no one tested the blood to see if it matched the semen? If she was struggling, didn't she scratch the suspect? Eugene: "You guess? Did you describe for the police the clothing the assailant was wearing?" Yeah. What about fibers? They're always finding all kinds of fibers over at C.S.I. Callie responds, "No." Eugene: "You were knocked unconscious during the attack, is that right?" Callie says that that was after the rape. She was conscious during the attack. Eugene: "You testified when he punched you three or four times before the rape, you kind of lost consciousness." Callie insists, "I kind of lost consciousness, but I was conscious for the rape and I saw his face exactly." Eugene: "Except for the moustache." Yes. Eugene asks if she went into shock. Callie replies, "If you're asking did it compromise my capacity to observe --" Eugene interrupts. Damn, he's quick. This is the turning point of the testimony. It is a moment of pure perfection. He continues, "No. I'm asking, did you go into a little shock?" Callie says yes. Eugene: "'Compromise your capacity to observe,' that's legal terminology. Are you a lawyer?" Callie says no. "Those were your own words, 'compromise your capacity to observe'? Did Ms. Gamble use that term with you?" Callie falters. She tries to lean back on The Sympathy Of Sympathetic Victims but it's not very sturdy either. I'd offer her Anvil, but I'm kind of partial to her myself. Helen tries to put the fire out by objection. The judge takes his hand off his pontificating chin for a minute and sustains the objection. Eugene: "Did the district attorney have concerns about your capacity to observe?" Helen objects again. The judge sustains the objection once more. Eugene stares at her, then says, "Thank you, Ms. Fairbanks."