The Phil Spector Trial: We Watch Court TV So You Don't Have To (07/27)

July 27, 2007 9:41 AM ET

WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY? Deputy district attorney Alan Jackson faced off against Dr. Werner Spitz, the celebrity forensic pathologist who firmly believes Lana Clarkson died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound. Jackson masterfully took each of Spitz's examples of "physical evidence," proved that every one was mere speculation and then unleashed some physical evidence of his own: Clarkson was killed in Spector's house by a Spector-owned bullet that came from Spector's gun that was residing in Spector's holster that was inside Spector's bureau. As Clarkson was a stranger to the Spector residence, it's unlikely she'd know where the gun was hidden. Spitz sat dumbfounded, stubbornly nodding along in agreement to Jackson's unflappable evidence.

IS THIS GOOD OR BAD FOR SPECTOR? Bad. Chalk up another expert -- this one with a $5,000 a day price tag -- that was unable to generate reasonable doubt. With only two forensic pros left on its witness list, HBO Autopsy's Michael Baden and Dr. Henry Lee (who's currently in China), the defense is in crunch time to get its client off the hook.

MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE OF COURT: Spector's ex-lawyer Sara Caplan, who just weeks ago was on the verge of being sent to jail for refusing to discuss the Dr. Lee scandal under oath, is cashing in by hiring a PR firm with the intention of selling the book rights for her participation in this trial.

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