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ALAN: Previously on Boston Legal...

They're meeting soon to vote on this
year's partnerships.

Maybe you could find out where I stand.

Jerry's had a few blow-ups, Alan.

I've done everything I've been asked.

There will be no further opportunities
for a partnership.

I'll kill her! I swear, I will kill her!

-Denise Bauer, attorney. Daniel Post.
-I got stage four lung cancer.

I don't give a damn what anybody
I don't know thinks about me.

-Nice night.
-Suddenly it is.

You had sex with her here?

Sweaty sex right there
in the coat check room.

Did I tell you?
Bev and I are getting married.

(upbeat rock stinger playing)

Shirley, I am not going
through this again.

Could someone catch me up here?

Denny got engaged.

-Mazel tov?
-No mazel tov!

-Well, who is it this time?
-Beverly Bridge.

The woman Denny "Craned" in the coatroom
at that charity dinner last week.

PAUL: If this Bev turns out
to be another Angie... Oh, God!

-Angie?
-Number four.

-Wife number five was no picnic either.
-Clovis.

She almost got him to retire,
pull his equity out of the firm

and move to Boca.

-Clovis nearly sunk us.
-Half the staff quit.

And she was drunk
the day President Ford stopped by.

All right,
I'll pull out Denny's last prenup,

see if I can water-seal it.

Shirley, you talk to the woman.
Get her story.

Brad, check the partnership agreement.

We have to be sure there are no loopholes
in the mandatory buyout

in case of a partner's death
or incapacity.

-BRAD: One thing.
-What?

Is there any remote possibility
we could be overreacting here?

(epic stinger playing)

BOTH: ♪ I've had ♪

♪ The time of my life ♪

♪ I've never felt this way before ♪

♪ Yes, I swear ♪

-DENNY: ♪ Oh, it's true ♪
-BEVERLY: ♪ It's the truth ♪

BOTH: ♪ And I owe it all to you ♪

♪ Because I've had ♪

♪ The time of my life ♪

-♪ I've never felt this way before ♪
-I'll get the partnership agreement.

♪ And I owe it all to you ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ You, you, you, you ♪

(theme music playing)

CLERK: Docket number 249635.

Commonwealth vs. Jerald Espenson.

Attempted murder, assault.
Assault with a deadly weapon, battery,

sexual battery, false imprisonment,
torture, terrorist threats.

Alan Shore for the preposterously
charged Mr. Espenson.

Frank Ginsberg for the Commonwealth.

How do you plead?

Not guilty by reason
of temporary insanity.

JUDGE GORDON: As to bail?

We ask that Mr. Espenson be released
on his own recognizance.

Commonwealth opposes bail.

You can't be serious!

Your Honor,
this incident was an aberration.

Mr. Espenson is an upstanding member
of his community,

is not a danger to society.

And he has a family counting on him
at home.

JUDGE GORDON: He has dependents?

Her name is Linda.

Your Honor, let the record show
that his dependent is a gecko.

Mr. Espenson threatened to kill his boss
in her place of business

and has a history of violent outbursts.

He could be a flight risk.

Flight risk?
The man can't even hail a cab.

Sorry.

It is incumbent upon the Commonwealth
to protect the community at large.

God forbid he's released
and hurts someone else.

JUDGE GORDON: Bail is denied.

Defendant shall be remanded
into custody immediately.

Mealworms are in the fridge.

I need to feed Linda. I need to get home.

Jerry, I'll feed Linda.

(breathing heavily)

(upbeat music playing)

Sexual battery, torture,
terrorist threats?

That isn't justice.
It's disproportionate retribution.

And good for you.

You've enlisted the one prosecutor
who's running for DA next year.

Tell me, how big
was your campaign contribution?

And is there a matching fund here
at the firm we can all go in on?

It was sizeable,
and speak to Kim in accounting.

-Jerry Espenson never intended...
-Do not start defending him to me, Alan.

I agreed to defend him.
That's why he put down the knife.

No, you agreed to represent him.

No one here meant for you to defend him.

Shirley, no one is denying
what this man has done to you,

but he should at least get a fair trial.

SHIRLEY: Oh, by all means.

Let's get a fair trial
for the man who tried to slit my throat.

-Let's.
-But understand that everyone

at this firm is considered a witness.

Don't expect anyone to help you
or speak to you.

And won't that make
for a refreshing change?

Shirley, have you talked
to Denny's fiancée yet?

I've been a little busy, Paul.

I'm working on the prenup,

but we need you to find out
her intentions.

You're the one with the kind eyes.
I don't do girl talk.

Do I have to remind you
how serious this situation is?

If Denny becomes incapacitated...

or should I say further incapacitated,

this woman could become his Nancy Reagan.

She'd have his power of attorney.

She could bring down the firm.

I'll talk to her.

(knocking on door)

Daniel.

I came to take you to lunch.

I can't. I have a case.

What is it?

A high school teacher is seeking

a temporary restraining order

against one of her student's parents.

They're hounding the woman day and night
about their daughter's grades.

-Helicopter parents.
-Helicopter parents?

Well, that's what they call them now,

you know, parents who hover around
their kids,

try to control
every aspect of their lives.

That would be the Gerings.

Well, cool, I'm in.

What?

I want to second chair.

I mean, why not? I got my law degree.
I keep up with my MCLEs.

Have you ever actually tried a case?

No, but I've always wanted to.

I mean, think of it
as the Make-A-Wish Foundation

granting a dying kid his fantasy.

If that kid were a rich guy in his 40s.

Besides, I can probably help you.

I'm on the board of the Lexington School.
My kids used to go there.

We deal with helicopter parents
all the time.

Well, that could be helpful.

I would have to get
the client's approval, though.

I can get that.

And I would have to get one
of the partners to agree.

Looks like a partner right there.

Daniel Post.

-Denny Crane.
-I'm a client.

-I'm a partner.
-CEO, Kreisberg-Pellam.

DENNY: My name's on the door.

-I love the offices.
-DENNY: Thank you. I love your hair.

-I got a plane.
-Indeed?

-Could use a little more color, though.
-I'll make a note.

DENNY: My fiancée sells office furniture.

Congratulations. I'd love to meet her.

My club, Thursdays. They serve Reubens.

DANIEL: I'll take you flying.

Oh, by the way, I'd like to try
a case with Miss Bauer over here.

-Why not? See you Thursday.
-Thursday.

(quirky music playing)

That's what I do. I make connections.

That's how we met, remember?

(rock stinger playing)

(gecko clicking)

Shirley, I believe you know my client.

Why isn't this man in jail?

He has an excellent attorney

who filed an emergency writ
with the court of appeals,

and the judge agreed the denial of bail
was an abuse of discretion.

I'm surprised your lackey
at the DA's office

didn't keep you abreast of this.

Perhaps you didn't tip him enough.

He's not to be in this building.

I'll get a restraining order if I have to.

She hates me.

Tempers seem frayed all around.

That's why I'm filing for a continuance.

(gecko clicking)

We'll let everyone cool down a bit,
then try again for a plea bargain.

No.

A plea bargain's out of the question.

It's not guilty or nothing.

But you are guilty, Jerry.

A whole office full of people
saw you do it.

One of the junior associates
took a video of you on his cell phone.

He's thinking of entering it
in a film festival.

No plea bargain!

Proving temporary insanity
is a daunting task, you know that.

A plea bargain is our best chance
to keep you out of jail.

If I plea bargain, I'll be disbarred.

Alan... my whole life is the law.

It's all I have. It's what I love.

You can't let them take that away from me.

(pensive music)

Then we go to trial.

(upbeat music playing)

Look up any case law,
any articles, news reports,

anything that supports the theory
that stress in the workplace

can lead to an individual
losing control of themselves,

especially in the form
of a violent outburst.

GARRETT: Got it.

Hello, Garrett.

You're not helping Mr. Shore
on the Espenson case

because you're a witness.

I'm sure you're aware
that would be a conflict of interest.

I was just getting him coffee.

Yeah. Well, you can't do that, either.
I'll take a decaf, though. Thanks.

GARRETT: Thank you.

ALAN: Shirley, I know we're fighting.

But there's no reason to take
it out on the children.

Alan, this looks like
it could be tough on you,

especially since you don't have
an assistant anymore.

Shirley fired you?

Worse.

I got transferred to Human Resources
where all the people persons are.

She's building a Chinese wall.

-What's that?
-It's a legal concept.

It keeps anyone in the firm
who may be involved in this case

from talking to me about it.

Well, then you've got
a big-ass wall around you.

Shirley's just trying to rattle my cage.

It's only a temporary transfer.

So you won't be mad if I ignore you
in the hall and just look at your shoes?

I need my job.

I'll try to wear nice shoes.

(blues music playing)

TRACI:
They call me at night, on the weekends.

They e-mail, text-message my cell phone.

They drop by for impromptu
parent-teacher conferences.

They challenge every grade,
every assignment.

The last straw was when my sister
was delivering her baby,

and I was her coach.

They called me on my cell phone.

And when I said that Kathy
was starting to crown,

they asked when she'd be finished

so we could discuss Rachel's paper
on The Red Pony.

It used to be that teachers spent
80% of the time with the students.

Now we spend 80% of the time
with the parents,

and it's hurting the kids.

Thank you.

(Daniel clears throat)

Uh, excuse me, Your Honor.
Just one moment.

-(whispers) Judge doesn't like her.
-She doesn't like me!

You know who women do find charming?

Me.

Ms. Bauer?

Let me ask a question.
Just see how it goes.

-I don't know about that.
-Ms. Bauer!

Ms. Carpenter, uh, would you say

it's true that Rachel Gering
is a good student?

Objection. Leading the witness.

Right, sorry. I knew that. Sorry. Sorry.

What kind of grades does Rachel get?

She has between a B+ and an A- average.

And has the Gerings' attention done
anything to change that grade?

Not at all.

DANIEL: One more question.

Have the Gerings contacted
any other teachers?

All the other teachers.

The one they hounded the most
was Mr. Sheehy, the math teacher.

-How'd he react?
-He quit.

He couldn't take it anymore,
so he took early retirement.

I'm still 20 years away from that.

I was so excited to become a teacher.

No one told me it would be this way.

Nothing further, Your Honor.
Unless, uh, you can think of anything.

(laughs)

(whimsical stinger playing)

(uplifting stinger playing)

I know what you want, Shirley.

And, yes, Denny does still talk about you.

He remembers his experiences
with you so fondly.

Did you know that he has a position
called The Schmidt?

Would that be the one
where I read a magazine

while he lies passed out on the floor?

That's not what I heard.

Look, Bev, I am a busy woman,
so I'll just get to the point.

Who are you and what are you up to?

Oh, we're going to have that conversation.

We are.

So you think I'm screwing Denny
for his money and power?

It had occurred to me.

Well, good news. I am.

I find money and power just so appetizing.

And why did you screw him?

I lost a bet.

Shirley, you know,
I... I thought you were enlightened.

But it turns out you're the worst kind
of female there is.

Either you condemn a woman as a whore

-because she enjoys sex...
-I didn't say that.

...or you assume that
she's a manipulative gold digger.

(laughs)

Oh, Bev, you know...

I've completely misread you.

Here I had you pegged as some kind
of predatory shark.

I came here today with the intention
of telling you that...

if you ever do anything to hurt
my friend Denny or this firm,

I will see to it that you are hunted down
legally and literally

until you are penniless
and left to troll airport bars,

looking for alcoholic pilots
nearing retirement age.

But I can see I don't need to do that.

You know, it's really hard to believe

that you're the one that came up
with The Schmidt.

So, uh... what is The Schmidt?

(suggestive rock stinger playing)

(Latin music playing)

(knocks on door)

May I cut in?

I'm practicing for my wedding.
Come and join me.

Why not?

No, no, no, no. Not on the one.
It's not a mambo.

It's a feeling. Like a heartbeat.

Ka-Chung, Ka-Chung, Ka-Chung!

Shut up and dance, mister.

This case Shirley is pursuing
against Jerry.

DENNY: I'm not allowed to talk about it.

Vietnamese wall.

Chinese wall.

She's pressuring the DA's office.

ALAN: She's cut off all my resources here,
which is fine.

It's just getting a little crowded around
my hotel room

with the two paralegals I've hired
from Harvard always underfoot.

Can't hear you over the wall.

(Latin music playing)

Hey, you're a natural.

Anything Denny Crane can do, I can do
backwards and wearing high heels.

DENNY: The feeling I get around here is
that people aren't that hot on Bev.

Haven't noticed.

Well, I don't care
if nobody else likes her.

But it's important to me
what you think of her.

I imagine I'll like her.

No, Alan, I need a guarantee.

And I'm not talking about getting to know
her and forming your own opinion.

I need you to like her.

Denny, just knowing you care for her
makes me happy enough.

I'm feeling your tension.

You can't have a very strong case.

Jerry Espenson was determined
to make partner. He didn't.

And that's what made him snap.

Well, what's so special about that?

All the associates want to make partner.

It's the carrot we dangle in front of them
to keep them working.

Excuse me, Denny.

(Latin music continues playing)

Melissa, I need your help.
I need access to some personnel files.

Vietnamese wall!

Are you concerned about
Rachel's college prospects?

GIGI: Yes.

Even the state schools have taken to
admitting only the best of the best.

Are you saying Ms. Carpenter isn't
qualified to prepare your daughter?

No, but we would be remiss

if we didn't stay so involved.

Our most important job is to prepare
Rachel for her future.

Nothing further.

Mrs. Gering, are you saying
that Ms. Carpenter is a bad teacher?

No, I didn't say that.

How would you rate her?
B-minus, C-plus, what?

-I don't think I could really...
-Because she has won a teaching award.

So maybe if you're not giving her
a good enough grade,

it's your problem, not hers.

-Is that possible?
-GIGI: I never said...

We know that you're involved
with a lot of other teachers.

We just don't want our teacher
to get lost in the shuffle.

Maybe you were having a bad day
when you were evaluated her.

-Objection!
-I don't think you see her potential.

-We know you don't see how hard she works.
-DANIEL: She works so hard.

The other teachers are out playing.
Traci's inside...

-Your Honor! Objection!
-Miss Bauer!

They're badgering the witness!

-Of course we're badgering the witness.
-You just figured that out?

Objection sustained!

Thank you, Your Honor,
for sustaining the objection

to the badgering of this woman.

DENISE:
That's what this whole trial is about.

Let's stop the badgering.

No one should be able to do
that sort of thing to anybody.

Unless they themselves are actually...

a badger.

(comical music playing)

(lively music playing)

In your opinion,
did Mr. Espenson seem insane to you?

SHIRLEY: No.

He seemed to know exactly
what he was doing.

He even negotiated for the services
of Mr. Shore as his attorney.

He only agreed to spare my life
on that condition.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Ugh. Ms. Schmidt.

Sorry, it's just these damn microphones.

I don't know if you were able
to hear her clearly.

I heard some of it, and it sounded great.

(feedback buzzing)

Testing, one, two, three. Testing.

-Maybe if you sit a little closer...
-Mr. Shore,

...we can all hear the witness just fine.

You can? Good.

It's just, uh, Ms. Schmidt and I
work together, and around the office.

Shirley's considered something
of a low talker.

-Mr. Shore, do you have a question?
-Yes, I do.

I have here Jerry Espenson's performance
reviews for the past 15 years.

Would you please read one for us?
Pick a year. Any year.

For the record, Mr. Espenson's
work reviews are all excellent.

Now, Mr. Shore, would you like me to read
one aloud for dramatic effect?

Now that you've taken
all the fun out of it, no.

How about I do it?

Uh... ah.

"Jerry has displayed a vast
knowledge of the law,

"delivered all assignments
in a timely fashion

"has consistently met
with the firm's minimum billables."

There's no denying Mr. Espenson's
exceptional work habits.

Yes, and I quote, "Jerry Espenson
is not partnership material."

What exactly did that mean?

We're a private firm
at Crane, Poole & Schmidt.

We have every right to decide what
criteria by which to make people partners.

Yes, uh, but clearly, Jerry Espenson
is not partnership material.

I mean, look at him.

He's awkward, unsociable,

uh, keeps his hands on his thighs
at all times.

As I said, we have many criteria.

So you've been lying to Jerry. Is that it?

I beg your pardon?

About his chances to make partner.

ALAN: You never told him that
he wasn't partnership material.

Quite the contrary,
you encouraged him again and again

to aspire to that position.

And yet, there it was,
"Not partnership material,"

in his confidential file since 1990,
15 years ago.

Uh, you've been lying to Jerry Espenson
for 15 years, haven't you?

As you know, Mr. Shore,

not everyone makes partner
at our firm or any other.

SHIRLEY: Otherwise our letterhead
would be 20 pages long.

But as an institutionalized practice,

you keep all associates believing
they have a chance to make partner.

Uh, especially the exceptional ones,

even if you never have any intention
of doing so. Isn't that right?

We encourage all our attorneys
to do good work. It's their job.

That incident in the conference room
a week ago with the cake knife...

that... really rattled you, didn't it?

Excuse me?

A man held a knife to your throat.

You perceived it as a grave threat.

It rattled you?

The experience was not a pleasant one.

No, I'm sure it wasn't.

But let's talk about what's really going
on here, shall we?

A gifted, eccentric and loyal employee
who worked for 15 years on a promise,

momentarily lost control of his senses
when his one dream was taken away.

And yet the DA's office
has charged my client

with everything short
of the Lindbergh kidnapping.

Because ultimately,

they're just following orders
from the great and powerful Schmidt,

aren't they?

-Objection. Relevance?
-JUDGE GORDON: Sustained.

-Mr. Shore.
-Did someone move for a mistrial?

Because I'm fine with that.

You will keep your questions relevant,
Mr. Shore.

Nothing further.

When Mr. Espenson was denied partnership
with the firm,

was he fired?

No. He was offered a position
of counsel and was free to stay.

And what salary would Mr. Espenson
have made if he'd stayed at the firm?

Approximately $300,000 per year.

Three hundred thousand dollars a year?

Sounds like a real coal mine
at Crane, Poole & Schmidt.

(dramatic stinger playing)

(pensive music playing)

It's not going very well, is it?

No, it's not.

Jerry, it may be time to start thinking of
who will take care of Linda if...

you're away.

(whimpers)
Oh, God!

Oh, God.

Jerry, I'm going to make a case
for temporary insanity

that is as compelling as it can
possibly be, but it's thin at best.

And I must be frank with you.

I don't know if it will be enough.

My dad is a mathematics professor
at Cornell.

And he's always saying...
"May I have some toast?"

I don't understand.

He says it over and over again.

"May I have some toast?

"May I have some toast?"

And eventually he says it enough,
and someone always gives him toast.

-Your father?
-He never gives up.

That's what I'm saying.

It's the toast. Bingo.

We should never give up.

No, we won't give up, Jerry.

("Chariot" by Gavin DeGraw playing)

I felt like a cross between
Clarence Darrow and, uh, Al Pacino

in that movie where he shouts.

Hmm. You are really good at trial law.
You should, um...

Maybe next life.

Anyway, enough about me.
Let's talk about you.

Why are you getting involved
with a dead guy?

I, uh, try not to think about it.

I do find myself being strangely...
forthcoming with you.

Oh, so you're my Count Guido.

Who?

Count Guido da Montefeltro.

Uh, from Dante's "Inferno."
Dante meets Guido in hell.

Guido tells him that if he thought
his words would ever reach the real world,

he'd never reveal his true feelings
to anyone.

But because he thinks Dante's dead,
he tells him everything.

So you think I'm honest with you
because you're, um... a dead guy?

Something like that.

So, "Guido"...

can I do the closing?

It's called Asperger's Syndrome.

And as you suspected, it is hereditary.

ALAN: Asperger's Syndrome?

Sounds like something you cure
with an ointment.

It's a form of autism.

And from the behavior
that you've described

and from what I read
in his, uh, personnel file...

Oh, dear, however
did you get hold of that?

Jerry Espenson is a classic case.

No eye contact,
strange tic-like behaviors.

Uh, passion for a single subject,
in this case, the law.

Sudden outbursts.

Basically, their brains can't process
ordinary nonverbal cues

that most people use to communicate.

I know it sounds strange.

I'm not one to judge.

Do you think Jerry Espenson knows
he has it?

I doubt it. Most adults don't know.

It wasn't even considered a disorder
until 1995.

(pensive music playing)

Denny.

What's this?

It's your prenup from your last marriage.

(papers rustling)

It's hard to believe
I was ever that young.

I took the liberty of drawing up
a new one with some addendums.

"In the event that either party becomes
physically or mentally incapacitated,

"their assets..."

This isn't about protecting me.
This is about protecting the firm.

You've been through wives before,
Denny. Five of them?

This firm is the constant.

We're the ones who are still here.

And this does look after
your best interests.

You mean the best interests of the firm?

Oh, for God's sake, Denny.

Someone has to worry about this firm,
and since you won't, I have to.

Because you're a senior partner.

Yet your name isn't on the door. Mine is.
First name on the door.

I'm not interested in getting
into an historical argument with you.

Why? Because I built this firm
from the ground up?

I care about what could happen
to this firm now!

Let me tell you what will happen
to this firm if Denny Crane left.

It would dry up and blow away
and you with it!

I'm the big gun on this boat. The captain!

And you're nothing but a skinny,
overpaid deckhand!

(yells) No, I am the deckhand
who steers the ship,

because the captain
isn't up to it anymore!

Get out.

Look over the new document,
sign it and get it back to me today.

I'm not signing anything.

(tense stinger playing)

I can't believe we're here today

because these parents care too much
about their child.

ATTY. JOHN:
The truth is, our children are growing up

in a frighteningly competitive world.

They'll face global competition, the likes
of which we've never seen before,

and we are unprepared.

The most recent study ranked American
students 16th in the world in science,

19th in the world in mathematics.

Of American 12th graders,

30% of the boys and 17% of the girls

cannot read at the basic level.

This type of failure will kill our kids.

And that's what George and Gigi Gering
and trying to prevent.

These parents are simply trying to secure
their daughter's future as best they can.

A future that they know will be challenged
with ever-increasing competition.

What I would have given... To have parents
as involved as the Gerings.

If you ask me, their daughter's
lucky her parents care so much.

Before I start... um,

I know you think your parents weren't
involved, but look at you.

I think you turned out super.

(chuckles)

By the way, Your Honor, I'm... I'm dying.

-I object!
-You object.

He's trying to garner sympathy,
Your Honor.

Not at all, Your Honor.

I only mean to say that my current
situation gives me a unique view on life.

Sustained.

Mr. Post, proceed with your closing.

Right. Moving on.

The Gerings want to be involved
in their child's education.

And they should be.

But in their zealotry,

they left one thing out of the equation...

the teacher.

Because let's face it, Your Honor,
we treat our teachers like crap.

Instead of training our educators properly

and believing in them and incentivizing
them with decent wages,

we disrespect them,
we challenge them at every turn.

And the government,
in their No Child Left Behind Act,

have created a monster.

Instead of teaching children
to be innovative,

our educators are forced
to teach to the test.

And it's been documented that nationwide,

some teachers have themselves cheated
on those tests,

because their salaries, their bonuses,

their job security
are linked to the test scores.

(coughing)

(sighs)

(suspenseful music playing)

(whispers) Sit down, sit down.

And on the other side,
we have parents like the Gerings

coming at them from all angles,
questioning their every move,

instead of putting their faith in them.

But they do it from a good place.

I mean, all they want is complete
and utter control.

And believe me,

I know all about wanting control
of your life and having very little of it.

But you can't control life.

You can't control your daughter.
You can't control the teacher.

All you can do is... is inspire them
to be innovative thinkers.

People who tap into their own creativity
and competence to try new things,

to challenge the status quo,
make new discoveries.

And our kids will do all that and more
if we just back off and let them grow.

Just my luck, one of the little bastards
will come up with a cure for cancer.

(hopeful music playing)

They say Albert Einstein
may have had Asperger's Syndrome.

Thomas Jefferson.

Some say even Bill Gates exhibits
certain signs of it.

Very good company.

Jerry?

It's a relief, actually.

You think?

I always hated that I couldn't be normal.

Turns out... it's because I'm not.

Jerry, it's also a viable defense.

We just need the psychiatrist
to give you a diagnosis.

Oh, no. No, no, no.

Jerry, without a clinical diagnosis...

With a diagnosis in court,
it'll be a matter of public record.

I will be the autistic lawyer.

Forget about disbarment!

-No one will ever hire a mental case!
-Jerry, listen to me.

No, then I certainly
could never be a lawyer again!

No, no, no, no!

JUDGE ZEDER:
After carefully reviewing the testimony,

as well as my own conduct
as a parent of a teenager,

I am ruling in favor of the plaintiff.

-(loud thud)
-Yes!

Mr. Post, control yourself.

Sorry, Your Honor, sorry.
Sorry, everybody.

Mr. And Mrs. Gering, it is plainly evident
that you love your daughter.

But your interest in her studies has,
in my view, become interference.

Therefore, I am granting the petitioner's
request for injunctive relief.

You may call Ms. Carpenter
once every three weeks.

And you can have one parent-teacher
conference per term.

We're adjourned.

(gavel pounds)

(crowd murmuring)

-Thank you both so much.
-You're welcome.

Thank you.

-Nice work, counselor.
-Yeah. Oh, nuts!

You know, I didn't get a chance
to ask the court reporter

to read back some of the testimony.

That would have been awesome.

Do you want to go, um, celebrate?

You know, I'll be out in a minute.

I just want to, uh... savor the moment.

Okay.

(somber music playing)

(sighs)

-Asperger's Syndrome.
-What?

ALAN: I wasn't familiar with it either.

But these three highly regarded
psychiatrists have heard of it.

And they're all convinced
Jerry Espenson suffers from it.

It doesn't change anything.

It actually changes a lot.

According to
the Americans with Disabilities Act,

it changes Jerry Espenson
from an oddball who attacked his boss

to a man who has suffered his whole life
from a form of behavioral autism.

It also changes your case
from a winner to a loser.

What are you looking for?

-Dismiss the charges.
-No.

There's no reason to prosecute this man.

Shirley, you must have something
to say about this.

I do. I'm sorry Jerry has autism.

It explains a lot.

But what's to stop him
from doing it again?

From attacking someone else? Or worse?

Because he wants to get better.

There are medications
that can help control his outbursts.

Behavioral therapy
to rehabilitate his social skills,

occupational therapy for his tics.

It's what's fair and what's right.

Would you excuse us, please?

(door opens)

Shirley, in the time that I've known you,

I've never seen you do
what you're doing now.

You said to me at the outset
you were looking for justice.

Jerry Espenson has been suffering
needlessly his entire life.

Now he has a chance to find
a measure of peace.

That's justice, Shirley, isn't it?

You'll get him help?

My word.

It's over?

It is.

(sighs)

Jerry... it's best you leave now.

Shirley's largess will only go so far.

I just... I-I want to, um...

Goodbye, Alan.

(soft music playing)

-So, "Guido"?
-Hmm?

Who do you see playing me in the movie?

I'm thinking Denzel.

I don't think this case was the stuff
Oscars are made of.

Ah, to me it was.

(sighs)
I don't get it.

You've built a billion-dollar company
from the ground up.

Why does this excite you?

I don't know.

Having stocks, futures,
it's sort of a fantasy, you know?

You can't really see it.

But a courtroom, a judge,
someone who needs my help,

that I can see, smell, hear, touch, taste.

It's four stars, five senses.

I was really good in there, wasn't I?

I imagine you'd be pretty good
at anything you try.

I start chemo again tomorrow.

("Keep Me in Your Heart"
by Warren Zevon playing)

Okay.

Good evening.

BEVERLY: Mm-hmm.

You hate me, too, don't you?

Bev, I don't know you well enough
to hate you or love you

or be indifferent to you.

Denny said you spoke your mind,
but, Geez Louise.

I will say the fact

that everyone else at this firm
does not have a favorable opinion of you

is certainly a point in your favor.

(upbeat music playing)

Paul.

Denny.

I've got a pair of Celtic tickets
for tomorrow night,

if you're interested.

Thanks.

Denny.

Yes?

Well, I'm...

just surprised after our argument.

Argument?

Denny, it was just yesterday.

Paul, I would remember if we had a fight.

We almost came to blows.
How could you not...

Paul, would you rather rehash all that,
or should we just pretend that I forgot?

If you'll forgive me.

I left Bev on simmer.

She should be coming to a boil
rather nicely now.

("Three Little Birds"
by Bob Marley playing)

DENNY: Hey.

My favorite girl. My favorite guy.

I warmed up your cigar for you.

Well, it's not the first time
you left my stogie smoking.

Ooh.

Well, I'm gonna let you two young men
have your time.

And I will see you later.

-Bev!
-Yeah?

Do it once before you leave.

-Bev Crane.
-DENNY: Oh! That's my girl.

Good night, Alan.

Good evening, Bev.

DENNY: So...

so you like her yet? You promised.

I did. And I do.

DENNY: Thought you would.

She has many fine qualities.

She makes my friend smile.
That's the only quality that matters.

Alan.

Bev is the woman I've always dreamed of.

An angel in the bedroom,
a whore in the kitchen.

I think it's the other way around.

Not last night.

(giggles)

ALAN: Next on Boston Legal...

(gunshot fires)

-Oh, I'm in trouble now.
-Yes.

What's with me?

You don't get to set the rules
in this relationship.

You're right.

But if you hit me or anything,
I might literally die.

I'm prepared to give you $500,000
right now if you walk away

and never have any contact
with Denny Crane ever again.

He didn't disrespect Beverly Bridge.

He disrespected the fiancée
of Denny Crane.

He disrespected you.

That son of a bitch.

(closing theme music)