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Yes, they can rip it up.

But they won't.

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Let's take a look at the clients.

Right.

"Frank Gwinn." He was
the shoe salesman, right?

Have we ever thought
it might be Sweeney?

- I mean, he is a wife-killer.
- There are two I'd put

at the top of the list...
Dylan Stack and Felix Staples.

- _
- I need your client list.

Attorney-client privilege.

Look, whoever shot Adrian

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- wanted to kill him, and Adrian is alive,

so this isn't over.

Are you interested?

Oh. Excuse me?

- Are you interested in aikido?
- Oh.

No. Just, um...

It's beautiful.

Come back Tuesday night.

Oh, no. Sorry.

It's, um... it's not me.

It is.

Uh, no. I mean,

my life is pretty full right now.

I know you think that, but it's not.

Come back Tuesday night.

Yeah. Hey, Jay, what's up?

We might have a better suspect.

A better suspect?

Oh, for Adrian's shooter?

Yes.

I thought you were saying Felix Staples.

We were, but he has an airtight alibi.

He had a speaking engagement,
and there was video.

But we started looking
at people who lost to us.

Okay. Makes sense.

And we came up

with Dennis Honeycutt.

The Neo-Nazi?

Yes. His house burned
down, and he blamed us.

Right. Both you and Boseman... uh,

you were against him in court.
That's why we're calling you.

We need you to be careful,
Diane. He's still out there.

O-Okay, well, let's ask Adrian tomorrow

if Honeycutt could be the shooter.

Um... good job, you guys.

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Oh, come on.

You're Insta-famous.

That's a big deal.

It's really not a big deal.

If our show had 500,000 followers,

my boss would promote me tomorrow.

To on-air host?

No.

Um, associate producers
don't usually get on-air jobs.

Why not?

You're pretty enough.

Guess you would know.

Why? 'Cause I'm a photographer?

A great photographer.

Every time I see a really
awesome shot in Gametime Now

and I check the credit, it's always you.

- _
- It was the Olympics.

I wanted to catch the
U.S. team against Canada.

So I invited her home.

She didn't have to go, but she went.

... in line. Here we go. Bang.

What are you doing?

Protection. I thought...

Um...

can we just not do that... yet?

- _
- He got the time of the game wrong,

so we watched whatever was on.

We poured some wine,
and then we made out.

And I tried to slow things down,
but he reached for a condom.

A condom?

Really? How soon after

you entered the apartment
did he grab his condom?

About ten minutes.

Wow. Really? Ten minutes?

- That's pretty fast.
- Objection.

Well, it is.

This is tasty.

That wine's probably older than you.

I'm not that young.

You're not that old.
Six years is nothing.

She said she wanted to
slow it down, so we did.

Then we... talked and drank a bit more.

I mean, she was laughing.

There was no discomfort.

So then we, you know,
started going at it again.

And you weren't pushing things?

No, not at all.

Even when you put her
hand on your penis?

I didn't...

- She had her hand on my leg.
- "She" Emily?

Yes, Emily was moving
her hand up my leg.

So I showed that I welcomed that advance

by placing my hand on hers. That's all.

Okay. Let me get this straight.

Are you saying that you didn't
put Emily's hand on your penis?

I'm not saying that. I'm saying...

it was a mutual thing.

She was sending signals, and

I thought I was sending signals back.

I don't know what he means by "signals,"

- but I was just going along with him.
- But did you

- put your hand on his leg?
- Yeah.

On his knee. I wasn't saying

that I want my hand on his penis.

And he was the one who pulled it there.

He was reaching for my panties...

Actually, where is
the, uh, the bathroom?

- Excuse me?
- He was again

pushing it, and you were
trying to slow it down?

Yes.

I just thought she had
to go to the bathroom,

or, um... put in a diaphragm.

- You okay?
- Yes. I just... I need the bathroom.

I don't know how I was supposed to know

that she didn't want to keep going.

- She already called a halt once.
- No, she slowed it down once.

- Seriously?
- I'm just using your client's own words.

Okay, sure. Here she is,

a second time, trying
to stop your advances.

I didn't read it that way.

I think I'd, uh, better go home.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- I have work tomorrow.
- Oh, come on.

You're really gonna leave?

So this is what I don't understand.

Why didn't you leave right then?

I don't know. I-I wanted to.

He was making it hard.

She said, "When's the game on?"

I read that as she wanted to stay.

- How was he making it hard?
- He made it sound

like it wouldn't be good for me.

In what way?

I don't know.

I did it just to... I don't know...

Get it over with.

He was so insistent,

and I... I just went along with it.

So you forced

- oral sex on her.
- Oh, come on.

- Objection.
- I'm still mad at myself.

- You did nothing wrong, Emily.
- Look,

if she had told me to
stop, I would've stopped.

And that was the end of the date?

Yes. I got in a cab

- and went home.
- Now, you're aware of

the blog Assholes to Avoid?

Yes, of course.

So, within a month of your
date, a summary of your account

was posted here.

"Coercion, non-consensual
oral copulation,

offers of quid pro
quo." Is that correct?

That's how they summarized my account?

S-So you don't agree with it?

- No, I agree with it.
- There's a link

- to a fuller account.
- Okay.

All right, but how did it
end up on Assholes to Avoid?

After the date with Ron,

I was crying,

and my roommate asked what
was wrong, and I told her.

She told Gretchen.

That's the creator of the
blog, a Gretchen... Mackie?

Yes. She asked

if she could include my
account, and I agreed.

- Why did you agree?
- Well, I heard Ron was

going on a date with a
friend, and I thought...

I don't know. I was thinking of skiing,

and how they plant red flags
where the ice is too thin

or where there are avalanches.

And this seemed like the same thing.

It seemed wrong to move on
without planting a red flag.

Then what happened?

Well, I was fired.

My boss was told about the blog,

and you could search
it by name, and he saw,

"non-consensual oral copulation,"
and he thought that meant rape.

I was asked to leave.

- And other jobs?
- Sports photography

is a small world. I haven't been
able to get another job since.

And that's why you're suing?

Yes, I just want it down.

And an apology. I
could get my career back

if Emily made it clear it's not true.

But it is true.

No. I didn't force myself on her.

$200,000 in lost pay,

an apology, and have the site
take down Emily's account.

How many male lawyers are at this firm?

I have no idea.

Does that have something
to do with our negotiations?

I just find it odd that,

at a firm with 60% men,
a female partner and

a female associate have
graced us with their presence.

Yes, I guess we can turn
this into a gender thing.

Oh, it is a gender thing,

and my answer is "Come at us."

We can't win this one.

We need to let it go.

After one day of depositions?

Well, they both agree on
what happened on the date.

They just disagree
on the interpretation.

This about gender politics, Liz?

Adrian, there is no defamation.

We've already gone through
the client's retainer money.

We need to cut him loose.

Okay.

- Let me make the call.
- No.

We're on it. You rest.

Well, then, I'll reach
out to Bishop and Sweeney.

No. No, no, no. We handled it.

The merger. What about the merger?

Handled.

There is no merger.

Waltzer actually used
it as a cover to poach.

Yeah, so we shut down talks,

and we poached two
of his lesser clients.

You did what?

Well, he went after ours,
so we went after his.

- Yeah.
- What are you two, the Mafia?

I didn't approve of that.

Yeah. Yeah, that's right. We did.

- I need to get back to work.
- No, no, no.

You need to rest.

- We've got it handled.
- Mm-hmm.

Jay, Marissa, show him.

Adrian, we've narrowed the suspects down

to a client and someone we beat.

Who?

Felix Staples, the alt-right icon,

and Dennis Honeycutt,

the neo-Nazi.

Is it him?

I'm not sure, but I think so.

Good.

Then we'll talk to him.

What about the police?

Um, well, we've run

into a bit of a roadblock.

They... they were
misusing our client list.

Aah!

Liz, what were they doing
with our client list?

No, no, no. Don't worry, Adrian.

- Yeah. Oh, yeah, you handled it, right?
- Right.

We're giving what we have to the police.

Okay, now, we're-we're all gonna
go and let you get your rest.

And we'll be back later on tonight

to talk through your work, okay?

- Let's go.
- Okay, okay.

Thanks.

Yeah, it's Adrian Boseman.

No, no, no, no, no, I'm still here.

Look, we are thinking
about dropping this.

If you're gonna jump, jump now.

We're following every lead

and pursuing every suspect.

- But thanks for coming to me.
- Well, we reviewed our clients,

and we think it's not a client.

We think it's someone who lost to us.

Dennis Honeycutt, a neo-Nazi
who lost to us in court.

We're happy with our leads.

- You know, we're trying to help you.
- I do know that.

Well, then, why aren't you listening?

Because this man is white,

and we know the suspect is black.

- How do you know that?
- We'll keep you in touch.

- Adrian Boseman said he was white.
- Yes.

I know. He's wrong.

Wow.

They're just being dicks.

If they didn't come up with
the lead, they don't want it.

Diane, your accountant's here.

My accountant? Did he say why?

No. He just needed to talk.

Oh. That's not a good sign.

Anyway, we're gonna
go question Honeycutt.

See what his alibi is.

Good, and I want a call
from you every hour.

And, uh... Wait.

Jay, you don't work here anymore.

- Well, that's okay.
- No. No, we want you back.

With a ten percent raise.

- Uh, I-I don't think Adrian...
- No.

Liz and I approve.
It's done. Welcome back.

Thanks.

Uh...

what about a raise for me?

Eight to ten years?

What planet

are you calling me from, Colin?

Uh, the planet of Double
Homicide Gets You More

Than a Six-Month Sentence.

- But my guy wasn't even the shooter.
- Exactly.

He was an accomplice, which means

he doesn't have to be the shooter.

Are you reading to me

from your bar exam notes?

He gave Grimes a ride in his car.

He didn't know he was
gonna rob anyone, and...

Ow!

What? What-what... what happened?

What's happening? What's going on?

No, nothing. I just...

Um...

you know, I think it's the strain

of this plea bargaining.

I just felt a pang.

A-a pang? Like a-a contraction?

No. I don't know.

How about a year?

- What?
- Instead of six months,

how about a year?

Jesus, Lucca, focus. Do your breathing.

J-Just take a deep breath in.

Oh, my God, Lucca.

Sit down. Are you okay?

What's going on?

Wh-Wh-What's happening?

Nothing. Nothing. I just...

I need to get off my feet.

Have some of these warm compresses.

- What compresses?
- I'm all right, Maia.

- It'll pass.
- Hello? What's going on?

Colin, I can't

go more than a year.

What? Hello?

How many more weeks you got left?

- Four now.
- Four.

Yeah, I just want to sleep on my back.

Oh, my God. How did...

How did you get here? By transporter?

I was... I was in the elevator.

You're just fucking with me, aren't you?

- No. No.
- No. No.

- No, the pang... We...
- Hmm.

- It just passed.
- Oh, did the pang just pass?

I cannot believe you.

You're just trying to get an
edge with the plea bargain.

And you're going harder than
usual because you know...

He knows... I'm in a weakened state.

Okay, I am stepping out.

You're not in a weakened state.

- You're using the baby to...
- Why are you here, Colin?

No, no, no. No, no, no.
I still want to be angry.

Oh, okay. Let's go.

No, I'm done.

I want to talk about the future.

Okay.

You start.

We need you to keep deposing them.

I don't think you understand.

We've exhausted Ron's retainer.

It's a civil case, right?

Yes. We're putting money
behind your plaintiff.

I... How much?

$2.1 million.

And that's...?

60 partner hours. 360 associate.

You want to go after Assholes to Avoid?

Jerry doesn't like swearing.

Well, neither do I, but that's its name.

You want to put $2.1 million
behind Ron's suit, right?

- Yes.
- But there's no payout.

He just wants an apology and back pay.

This blog has gotten 20 more men fired.

- And two women.
- And two women.

We've signed them all
up into a class action.

It adds up to a lot of money.

Excuse us.

Be right back.

This is Adrian. I know him.

He is bedridden, and he's
trying to assert himself.

$2.1 million's a lot of
money, even for a loser case.

So we're taking it?

I don't know.

It's up to us.

Tell them we'll think about it.

We're not getting married.

And I'm not proposing. I'm just saying,

what are we gonna do?

I'll raise the baby.

You'll visit. You'll be the daddy.

Okay, but I'm going to
be in D.C. in January.

- Unless the Nazi wins.
- Right.

You'll be in D.C.,

and when you fly home,
you'll visit your son.

Or you could come to D.C.

- Once or twice, sure.
- No.

I mean, you could live in D.C.

How likely do you think that is?

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

Colin, I'm not giving up working.

I'm just having a baby.

And I'm not suggesting

that you give up work.

To my understanding,

they do have law firms in D.C.

Okay, this was fun.

But unless you want to
agree to a six-month plea,

I have to get back to work.

Well, it's a year away. Think about it.

This law firm takes you for granted,

and you know it.

And in D.C.,

you will be the significant other

of a congressman,

and that is a lucrative commodity.

- Thanks, Colin.
- Think about it.

Hmm.

- Mmm.
- Six months.

Uh...

Hey, Glenn.

This is a surprise.

But I hope not too much of a surprise.

Sorry. I just thought you'd
want to hear this immediately.

Well, I think this downturn
in the market is temporary, no?

I don't know about that.

But it's one reason

- you should act quickly.
- Thank you.

Act quickly?

A-About what?

- Am I... am I broke again?
- Oh, no.

- A year and a half ago, you were.
- Oh, I know.

I remember that meeting.

- Not one of my happier days.
- Well, today,

I'm here to tell you you're whole.

I'm whole. What does that mean?

You're good.

You made your money back.

What? I made what money back?

The money you lost.

I...

How?

Well, you didn't lose
as much as we thought.

We invested wisely,

and you saved.

Your profit participation here was good.

And...

Trump.

I know. His tax cuts...

Bad for the poor, good for you.

You can retire.

You can put a down payment
on that place in France.

It's up to you.

Okay.

Well, thanks.

Oh, one more thing.

Uh, your husband.

His accountant contacted me.

- My husband?
- Yes.

He has an accountant?

Yes. Uh, one of the other results

of the Trump tax cut is,
if you're gonna divorce,

it's best that you do it

before the end of the calendar year.

Wait, excuse me?

Your husband's accountant was suggesting

that it's better to divorce
this year than next year.

Wait, he was proposing a divorce?

Yes. Isn't that what you want?

I, um...

I don't know.

Wow, you are badass.

Don't meet many chicks
into The Turner Diaries.

Well, not like there's a
lot of white Anglo-Saxons

ordering lattes.

- What brings you here?
- Mmm.

I'm deposing a witness
around the corner.

- You're a lawyer?
- No. Fuck lawyers.

Hate lawyers.

Hey, did you hear

about that black lawyer
that was shot around here?

Yeah.

Want to know a secret?

Would I?

You've reached Kurt
McVeigh's voice mail.

I'll get back to you.

Kurt, uh, could you give me a call?

I wouldn't mind getting a drink tonight.

In other news, President
Trump is expected

to sign an order today

allowing the planting of firecrackers

in the rectums of grizzly bears.

The order, which reverses Obama...

They questioned Honeycutt.

- And?
- It wasn't him.

He was in Miami visiting his father.

- So, where does that put us?
- We think we should talk to the police.

They seem to have a lead we don't.

- I'll do it.
- And I'll go through the case files.

Oh, no, Marissa,

we need you on the
Assholes to Avoid case.

I thought we were dropping that.

- We got an injection of cash.
- Seriously?

- Don't we hate this?
- Well, I wouldn't say "hate."

- We're obligated.
- Okay.

- What do we need?
- Uh, other people

that Emily has dated.

Let's see if there's a pattern

of overreacting on dates.

So we're blaming the victim?

Why do you think she's the victim?

What about him?

Oh, my God, seriously?

He forces himself on her...

He didn't force himself on her.

She didn't want sex, and he did.

She didn't tell him that
she didn't want to have sex.

Oh, my God, so we're just protecting

- poor, innocent men.
- Come on, stop.

Marissa.

- Hey!
- Marissa.

- That's why...
- Hey.

Marissa. Can you do this,

or should I give it to Jay?

No, I can do it.

I just can't turn my
opinions off as I do.

Oh, my God.

What do you think about this?

I think there's gonna be a
lot of strong opinions there.

Yeah. We represent
murderers and embezzlers,

but it's always this stuff.

It was a bad date, that's all.

So you agree with him? Ron?

No. No, I think he's a dick,

and I'm glad I'm not dating
him, but I don't think

he deserved to lose his
job or his reputation.

But that's not Emily's fault.

His boss was the one who fired him.

Exactly. The website
just warns people off.

Look, if she had problems

with him on the date,
she should have told him

- that she was uncomfortable.
- Why? She didn't want to.

- Because this is just revenge porn.
- Oh, come on.

- It's words on a website.
- It looks like she was trying to punish him

because she was disappointed in herself.

No, she's disappointed in the
whole fucked up dating scene

where guys think they can
get away with anything.

He's not getting away with
anything. He can't get a job.

Adrian says that the
assailant was Caucasian,

but your detective is insisting

- that he was a black man.
- Yes.

Why?

Two witnesses saw a man
running from your building

five minutes after the shooting.

They couldn't describe him,

but he was clearly African-American.

Oh, well, that-that
could have been anybody.

A-a delivery man.

Yes, except this man dropped
something in a Dumpster.

We searched it...

and we found this.

Is this the weapon?

Along with the silencer.
Ballistics match,

so we are still looking into
Lemond Bishop and his crew.

The elevator doors were open.

I'm staring in.

Maybe. Maybe I was wrong.

I...

Okay.

Uh, let me look at other black clients.

Yeah, and opponents.

People who lost to us.

Jay.

Thank you.

Don't worry.

It's what we do for each other.

I didn't get to eat dinner
before I came here, so I...

hope you don't mind.
I'm just gonna eat dinner

in your room right now.

- Give me that.
- Oh, no.

This is... Oh.

- You're bad.
- Yeah.

- I know.
- So...

Yeah, take it easy.

How's the Assholes case coming?

You really boxed us in
on that one, didn't you?

Mmm, not intentionally.

Mm-hmm.

Tom and Jerry came to me... a week ago.

They're ready to put money into it, Liz.

Ah, but it's controversial.

I knew it would be.

Maybe #MeToo has gone too far, Liz.

Do you think that?

I think good causes start out being good

and end up becoming mobs.

Like Black Lives Matter?

No, I don't understand.

Women join together,
and-and all of a sudden,

men all over the world are
worried about mobs or-or-or,

or witch hunts, but you
don't have the same worry

about Black Lives Matter hurting
white people's reputations.

Liz.

What?

It was a bad date.

Anybody could have a bad date.

Yeah. Yeah, but we're not
just stopping at the date.

Now we're trying to destroy the website.

A website that destroys
reputations, Liz.

- Of men.
- Ah.

No. That-That's your problem.

No. Don't make me out to be some
kind of cartoon male chauvinist.

- Hey. No, no, no, no. I'm not...
- Come on... okay.

- You're missing one very important angle.
- No, no.

- The female angle.
- I've been there, Liz, come on.

So you dated Emily Chapin?

Emily Chapin, yeah.

We went out, I guess, two times.

This was a year ago.

How did you meet?

Through her job.

Uh, she re-tweeted me.

It was about the movie I, Tonya.

And you broke up with her?

No, she did with me.

I mean, not really a break-up.

Just stopped returning my texts.

Why?

Well, she liked the idea of dating

more than the follow-through.

Uh, what does that mean?

She liked me choosing the wine

and paying for dinner.

The romantic comedy stuff.

Flirting and...

But not the sex.

Right.

She'd kind of take you to the brink

and then freeze you out.

I didn't know if it was
a Christian thing or what.

What? Not having sex?

Right.

And then she wrote about me on Facebook

and said I broke up with her.

It's just bullshit
gossip from a dumped guy.

- And this is it?
- Yeah.

I can keep calling
other guys if you want,

but I don't think we're
gonna find anything on her.

She just seems normal.

That's okay.

Thanks.

What do you think?

I don't think we made that
many enemies among our clients.

We're just that good.

But...?

Do you remember him?

Paul Johnson? No.

- Who's...?
- Last year.

Pastor Jeremiah?

He was in his halfway house.

The only reason he's
trying to kick me out

is because I ended it...
Because I don't want

a 70-year-old dick in my mouth.

Shut up.

- He was an asshole.
- Yep.

Sued Jeremiah, said he molested him.

So, do we take this to the
police or go on our own?

Well, that is the question.

Why do you want to do this?

I don't know.

It looked beautiful.

What do you want to learn?

Everything.

What is your job?

I'm a lawyer.

Okay.

You are going to throw sensei.

No, I'm not.

He's going to come at you with a knife.

Then you're going to throw him.

Shouldn't we talk about
being at peace first?

No.

Okay.

Let's do this.

- Hey. Sorry.
- Hey.

Is it raining?

No, I, uh, took a shower.

Whiskey, neat.

How you doing?

I am great.

Sorry about your partner.

My partner?

Getting shot.

Oh, oh.

Right. Uh, no, actually, he's fine.

He's getting out in a few days.

Have they found who did it?

No, but they will.

I have faith.

So...?

So, um...

you want a divorce.

What?

Your accountant called my accountant.

I guess that's how it's done these days.

He said I want a divorce?

Yes. I guess it makes
sense for tax purposes

to divorce this year.

That was based on your
question last year.

Roy wants to know our status.

Oh, Roy. Accountant Roy?

Yes.

Oh, okay.

Well, so here we are.

Ready to talk status.

What do you want?

Kurt.

We see each other, what,
30 days out of the year?

Yeah, we're both working.

I know, but that doesn't
make for a marriage,

so if you want a divorce, I'm fine.

Is this about your friend?

- My friend?
- Yes.

Oh, you're talking about Tully.

- Is that his name?
- Yes.

Sure, then it's about Tully.

No. No.

It's about what you want.

Diane, uh...

I've been, I've been
trying the past year

to... to make things up to you,

to...

Mmm.

I've been a prisoner on probation.

I'm tired.

Kurt, that's the most you've
talked about it in two years.

I'm not a big talker.

Uh, I know.

But I need you to be.

I need you to tell me...

what it is you want.

And if it is a divorce,

then I understand, and if it's not...

- I've been telling you.
- No, you've been telling me

that we should spend
the weekend together,

that I should come to your cabin.

And we should move in together.

As roommates.

I'm too old to be a roommate,

so if we're divorcing,
well, let's just...

let's just do that.

I've spent too much of the
last year just drifting,

letting events happen to me.

And I'm not gonna do that anymore.

Okay.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Why?

Because you want a real answer.

Mr. Rose?

Yes, Sebastian Rose.

Hi. I'm Lucca.

Do you have an appointment?

No, I thought I'd just cold-call.

You are pregnant.

Oh, no, no. Just fat.

You're joking.

That's right.

Now, why are you cold-calling me?

I'm a headhunter, the best in D.C.

Ask anyone. And your type

is exactly what people
are looking for right now.

Oh, my God.

Colin called you?

Is that your "significant
other" soon-to-be-congressman?

Look, I am not moving. I'm
staying in Chicago, so...

Okay, wait. Take these.

These are the offers from
five top firms in D.C.

And that's after two hours of calls.

You're in the top bracket
right now, Ms. Quinn.

I don't know what they're
paying you here, but...

I'll bet you my left nut
they can't match these.

Your left nut, huh?

Here, take 'em.

Thanks.

Colin, stop it.

I am not moving to D.C.

- I am not...
- Lucca, Lucca, calm down.

We have time to discuss it.

- He was just here.
- Who was there?

He gave me offers from five D.C. firms.

Lucca... who was there?
Who are you talking about?

- Some headhunter.
- A headhunter?

- I didn't call a headhunter.
- Then who?

- Guess.
- Your mother?

I'll talk to her... Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Colin, I cannot deal
with this right now.

I know. Yeah, I know. I'll talk to her.

Why? Because the world

is changing very, very fast.

And men can't rely on their old habits.

What old habits are those?

- What old habits do you think?
- I don't know.

That's why I'm deposing you.

Men think that their behavior

will go unnoticed and unremarked.

They think women are
too intimidated to share

- what they know, and that's changed.
- So your blog

- is about scaring men?
- She didn't say that.

Nor do I mean that.

At the top of my blog it
says: "This is a collection

of misconduct allegations and rumors.

Take everything with a grain of salt."

But your blog's name
suggests that you want action.

Assholes to Avoid. "Avoid" is an action.

Oh, my God, you caught me.

That tone was clearly ironic.

Look, this is not a
man-hating site, Diane.

- I didn't say a word.
- You didn't have to.

You're representing the people suing us.

So we should all just
march behind you, right?

Because only you know
what's best for all women?

I know more than you
second-wave feminists.

You just want to get along now.

Don't hurt the men,
they might hurt us back.

Oh, my God, you caught me.

You have made the way
for the next generation.

For us. Thank you.

Now you can take a rest.

Am I that funny?

Yes, you are. Everything's
tribal with you, right?

Men versus women.

It's the only way to get things done.

Look where you got us.

Harvey Weinstein and Charlie Rose.

A whole generation of women

who were taught to
keep their mouths shut.

Well, my site won't keep its mouth shut.

You know your problem?

I can't wait.

You're too busy name-calling to realize

how much we agree with you.

And you're too confident

of your feminist credentials to realize

we don't need you.

This is a young women's fight.

Yeah.

Ron's like that.

Pushy and kind of inexperienced.

And how long did you date Ron?

A month, I guess. It was four dates.

And did he try having sex
with you on the first date?

Oh, yeah. Condom by the couch.

The thing is, he's not very good at it.

I think he never got
laid in high school,

so I think he thinks
women respond to force.

So, Emily's account of a
date with Ron parallels yours?

Oh, yeah. The tongue in the ear.

I think he's seen that

in porn or something. It's just gross.

Any questions?

You take it.

So Ron tried to sleep with
you on your first date?

- Yup.
- And did you?

I went down on him, he went down on me.

But when the date was
over, you didn't go on

Assholes to Avoid and write about it?

- No.
- Why not?

If I wrote about every
date that ended like that,

there wouldn't be any guys left.

But do you blame Emily for
warning others about him?

No. That's her choice.

It's just

- not mine.
- Not good.

This establishes a
pattern for him. Thank you.

Well, what about Emily?
What do we have on her?

No. We should just tell
Tom and Jerry to settle.

I mean, at some point, this is
going to invite a countersuit.

But do we have a pattern for her?

Yes. Marissa did research.

This isn't the first
time you've accused a man

of mistreating you, is it, Emily?

I don't understand.

Did you not call your
ex-boyfriend a "psychopath"

on Facebook in 2017?

No. That was a figure of speech.

- So he wasn't a psychopath?
- No.

I'm just saying... he
wasn't very good to me.

Ah. Like Ron?

No. Different.

It seems like you have

a pattern of breaking up with guys

and then telling stories about them.

Where did you get all this?

Are you trying to hide it?

No, I just...

Look, I was upset. I blew up.

What does this have to do with Ron?

Let's talk about some of
your other relationships.

I thought we agreed
it was bullshit gossip.

Yes, and depositions
are fishing expeditions.

She could have denied it.

She did deny it, and it
doesn't matter. She is normal.

You were turning her
into some frigid psycho.

No, I was trying to show

that there was another
side to the issue.

You talked the same
way about you and Amy.

- What?! No, I didn't.
- Yes, you did.

To me. You said Amy was paranoid

- about you and Carine, that she was crazy.
- Okay, and

so when I'm being deposed, maybe
they can use that against me.

That was bullshit.

Liz,

- the witness said the assailant is black.
- Yes.

Yes, and we agree.

Now, there's someone

we beat that we want
your witness to look at.

Tell him, Jay.

This is Paul Johnson.

Adrian Boseman beat
him in court a year ago.

Just show him to your witness.

Yes, Captain.

We have the witness contact information

- in the Boseman shooting?
- We do, sir.

I was just about to bring
them in and talk to them.

Good. Show them this photo.

You haven't talked to 'em yet?

Wait.

You didn't talk to them, the witnesses?

- I have work to do.
- How do you know they're telling the truth

- if you didn't interview them?
- We found the weapon and the silencer.

- Now back off, sir.
- Yes, but is that all you did?

Look, an officer on the
scene talked to the witnesses.

I have his interview notes here.

- Which officer?
- Let us do our job.

Which cop?

Him.

Whitehead.

Jay, what's going on?

Do you know who did it?

Yeah.

Good. How do you feel?

Oh, good.

Does he ever talk?

Once a year.

- Do I ever face you?
- Me?

Eventually, but first...

Very good.

- Sorry.
- You better get that.

You're a lawyer, right?

Liz, what is it?

- Whitehead shot Adrian.
- What?

Officer Whitehead. They
are arresting him right now.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah.

He was the cop that said
that he talked to witnesses

who saw a black man leaving the scene.

But the police tried to
talk to the witnesses,

and they couldn't find them.

- The gun?
- He planted it.

I guess he saw all the attacks

on lawyers and-and
wanted to get in on it.

I know. I'm gonna go to the hospital,

so I'll just talk to you later.

Okay.

My God.

It has Franz Mendelssohn on here.

"Inappropriate communication...

In person and digital...
Workplace harassment."

Yeah, I know someone who worked
for him. He was a real dick.

Well, none of that has context.
It's just thrown out there.

- And he can refute it if he wants.
- You're at a law firm,

and you don't give a
shit about due process?

- No one's prosecuting him.
- And you didn't

care about due process
when it was Roy Moore.

- Exactly.
- Oh, my God.

Are you seriously comparing
this to a child molester?

I absolutely am. Some
of these men are rapists.

One thing you're not looking at...

A lot of these men are black.

Oh, Jesus, don't make it a racial thing.

Hello?

Hi. Uh, Lucca Quinn?

- Yes.
- I'm Rod Habercore.

I work with Barack and Michelle Obama.

Oh, yeah. I know who you are.

- I saw you at Carl Reddick's funeral.
- Ah, good memory.

Uh, well, I'm sorry to intrude,
but I've got a plane to catch.

Uh, I just wanted to ask you a question.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Uh, c-can I offer you, um...

a water or...

I have fig rolls.

No, thanks. How many months?

Oh. Uh, nine.

Thir-Thirty... eight.

- He's in there.
- Ah.

So I-I know you'll be
coming to D.C. in January,

and, uh, I was hoping you would consider

working with our offices as an adviser.

I-Interesting ringtone.

Oh, no, it's a... it's a toy.

Ah.

- Sorry if this seems out of the blue.
- No.

It's just there are so many things

I don't understand about
what is going on right now.

Join the club.

Think about it.

We can use another good lawyer,

and, uh, I know you're in high demand.

Nice meeting you.

Uh, Mr. Habercore?

Did Colin Morrello send you to me?

Did he send me?

No.

I just know a lot of
people are after you,

and, uh, we can't let
the best ones get away.

- Give me a call.
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Okay.

They're gonna take the offer.

I don't know.

I think Emily is leaning,

but Gretchen worries about more suits.

And what do we think about

those two?

Well, Tom wants to drop
the class action suit.

- And Jerry doesn't.
- Do we think it's odd

that they're pursuing this at all?

You mean because there's no money in it?

Yeah, I mean, Gretchen is
hardly from a deep pocket.

Do you think it's a Gawker situation?

They're trying to bankrupt it?

Yes, but who is the Peter Thiel?

I mean, who is bankrolling this?

- We want to keep fighting.
- Alma, you know

this isn't about our clients anymore.

This is about bigger interests.

- Your litigation financiers?
- Yeah.

If they were to drop future
class actions in trade

for taking down Assholes to Avoid,

would your clients be open to that?

You should talk to them.

This could get ugly really fast.

Your financiers would agree to it?

We'll talk to them.

Oh.

Here we go.

Diane Lockhart, please.

Kurt McVeigh is here for you.

Could you send him back?

My guess is you've never
thought of yourself as a traitor.

Is that a question?

- What do you think?
- No,

I have never thought
of myself as a traitor.

I'm closing Assholes to
Avoid, so, thanks a lot.

- You're welcome.
- You know why this happened?

Because we were adding one

of your litigation
financiers to our list.

Jerry Warshofsky,

Asshole to Avoid.

And you did his dirty
work. You closed us down.

You know what your problem is?

I don't have a problem.

Women aren't just one thing.

And you don't get to
determine what we are.

Next time, hire a lawyer
and do your list right.

You want me to come back?

Are you kidding?

I like seeing that side of you.

I like showing that side.

So where are we, Kurt?

I have my real answer.

But am I gonna like it?

Maybe.

We haven't tried being married.

We've tried balancing career
and marriage, and we can't.

- But that's just because...
- Shh.

I'm getting a job with
the FBI in Chicago.

It means not traveling.

It means staying here.

I'm asking that you sell your apartment

and we look together for a larger place,

and then we move in
permanently together.

We stop pretending that
we can do this part-time.

And we live together until we die.

That's my proposal.

What do you say?

I have to ask you one question.

What?

Did you vote for Trump?

No.

Oh.

Oh.

- I wrote in Ted Cruz.
- What?

Okay.

- Just...
- Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

You got it?

You always tell me what to do.

- Yeah.
- Huh?

Because it's me. Of course
I'm gonna tell you what to do.

Who else is gonna?

Don't tell nobody.

Thank you.

I don't like to be moved,

and I am moved.

You know, in the hospital,

I had a lot of time
to think about family.

We are family.

Here, we take care of each other,

we protect each other.

When we feel an ache...

we all feel an ache.

Thank you.

It's good to be back.

Oh, and get back to work, y'all.

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