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Phoenix, Arizona The Same Day “Good afternoon, Dr. Weimar. We’ve met before, haven’t we?” Doug Clarkson asked as he approached the lectern to question the witness scheduled for the afternoon session for that trial day. “Yes, we have. When your firm retained me last year,” the doctor answered. He smiled at the jury when responding so that they would feel comfortable about why the witness had a cordial relationship with the plaintiffs’ counsel. “And I have placed on your monitor what"s been marked as plaintiffs’ Exhibit Number 2. Can you identify that particular document, first of all?” The doctor glanced at his monitor before answering. “It’s the report I prepared for this case.” “Can you tell the jury about your particular background?” Turning towards the jury again, the doctor ex