All language subtitles for Rake s01e09 Hey Looking.eng

- Come work at the firm.
- [Laughs]

I've seriously been thinking about it.

- Hello, Mr. Deane.
- I'm Cindy Beck.

- Cindy?
- Your new assistant.

You're such a mystery to me.

You're just this delicate,
innocent creature.

Every other minute, I think
that he's gonna find out

everything about my past.

You cost us millions in billings.

What are you talking about?
I just won your case, Bobby.

I'm thinking about running for D.A.

This could be just the thing
to get you re-energized.

Didn't I suggest you find a
fresh start somewhere else?

(Marcus) Somewhere with fewer temptations?

My wife being one of them.

It was autoerotic asphyxiation.

Tell me, what did him in?

We haven't heard a thing.

We have to have a conversation about...

A person of interest in the mayor's murder.

(Gloria) Is it weird I
don't feel guilty about this?

No, not at all. I don't feel guilty either.

Then again, it's not
my dead husband's desk.

Ohh. Well, I don't think Marcus would care.

Why do you say that?

Was he showing signs of depression?

Not at all, no.

I'm late for my dinner.

No, is that... does that...

Is that why they wouldn't
release a cause of death?

Was... was this a suicide?

No.

Well, you must have some idea.

I told you, I'm waiting
for the coroner's report.

I know, but you're the
one who found him, Gloria.

I mean, was it a stroke
or a traumatic head injury?

[Scoffs]

I'm trying to help you get
a little closure on this.

It was two weeks ago,
Keegan. I was in shock.

Yeah, but he's a big guy.

It had to take a lot to bring him down.

He seemed like the type that worked out.

He was under a lot of stress.

Oh. Makes him high risk
for a massive coronary then.

I'm sure that's what it
was. Can we drop this now?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, yes, of course.

I won't mention it again.

[Spanish rock music]

[Roosters squawking and people cheering]

[Laughs]

Hey, Debbie, I want you to put me down

for 10 grand on a massive coronary.

No, Victor said I can't take
any more bets from you, Kee.

Is that why you're not answering my calls?

Hey, no pagas, no juegas.

Come on, Debbie, Victor
does sports betting.

You and I have always had
our own separate relationship.

This is an exotic wager.

I know, but putting
10,000 on the mayor's death

- seems kind of dark.
- Really?

You gave a woman from torrance action

on how much her tumor would weigh.

Fine, ten-to-one
on massive coronary.

You want to bet on the cockfight too?

No. I'm not a degenerate.

Just put me down on how the mayor died

and keep the chickens out of it.

It doesn't hurt them.

[Chickens squawking]

Is that their happy noise? Yeah.

[People cheering]

(Reporter) In a huge loss for
the Los Angeles art community,

Keith Phillips, the
director of the L.A. Museum,

plunged to his death onto a downtown street

in what police are
initially calling a suicide.

We represent the museum.
Keith was a real mensch.

Yeah, looks like a real hero.

Jumps into a park where kids play.

At least he waited till after bedtime.

That was six months ago, and the police

don't think he jumped anymore.

They charged his wife, Holly, with murder.

You know who she is, right?

She's the artist who
uses blood as her medium.

You want me to defend a
woman who paints in blood?

- You've done worse.
- No, no, no.

This is why I left private practice.

You left because you were desperate,

so show Ebell that you
can make the firm money

- as well as lose it.
- I won that case.

So win this one too.

We can't afford to lose
any more clients right now.

She already fired one attorney

and opening arguments start today.

Holly Phillips is here.

I thought they charged
the wife, not the mother.

She is the wife.

Was she his beard?

Keith Phillips wasn't gay.

Well, maybe you just think
that because he had a beard.

Yeah, it's very hard
to tell with arty types.

They're like Europeans that way.

A really hot friend of
mine hooked up with him

a couple of times, so...

This hot friend, how well do you know her?

She was my roommate.

One bedroom or two?

Loft.

Mrs. Phillips, let me start
by saying I am so sorry

things didn't work out
with your previous attorney.

He wanted me to take a plea deal

when there was no proof
I committed the crime...

- Yeah.
- So if you go down

the same route, I will fire you too.

I'll try to avoid that,

although the prosecution
does have a lot of evidence

to suggest you were a jealous wife

afraid of losing her younger husband.

My husband and I were the same age.

Oh, boy.

Ha...

Uh...

I... I'm sorry. We all
want to be younger.

I live in L.A., you do too.

We need to have an honest relationship.

Don't pussyfoot around, Mr. Deane.

It makes you seem weak.

I know I look a lot older than my husband,

but we were both 52.

I just wasn't seduced by
L.A.'s superficial values,

unlike you and my husband,
who jumped off the deep end

into them, literally.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, why are
you bringing me into this?

I live in Echo Park.

I apologize. Look,

I've been mourning for six months,

and now I'm angry,
because I've been accused

of killing my husband
when he killed himself.

This guy? He looks like the "after" photo

from an anti-depressant pamphlet.

It's chemically induced.

Keith went to some secret, referral-only,

anti-aging specialists, and
they preserved his outsides

but made his soul suicidal.

Well, that's going to be very hard to prove

without a statement from a
doctor or a toxicology report.

Unless you have... Some
of his blood lying around?

From your art.

- Blood holds energy...
- Right.

And without its life
force, it's useless to me.

And I don't want to plea insanity.

Keith jumped. End of story.

Hey, hey, I'm trying to help you.

If you want to win, it's
all about public perception.

You just gotta act sad,
maybe cry a little bit,

leave some flowers where Keith jumped,

and don't wear anything
blood-stained to court.

Well, I'm working on a new
series of decapitated men.

Let's keep that from
the jury. Anything else?

I know that my husband
had other women, Mr. Deane,

but he loved me.

Ask anyone who knew us. He
talked about it all the time.

We'll see what we can do.

My assistant Cindy's gonna show you out.

I'll... hey.

Your assistant, Cindy?

When were you gonna tell me
you replaced me with a woman

you want to have sex with?

Hey, that's not what happened.

Cindy is a temp, and
quite possibly a lesbian.

You didn't even have the nerve to fire me.

- Unbelievable.
- You're not fired.

I'd quit if I wasn't an illegal alien.

What am I supposed to do, nanny?

You still work for me.

You don't count.

Look, here, I can pay you.

I'll pay you a little bit of cash,

and I got some car vouchers for you.

Take that for now, all right,

until H.R. works out your
immigration paperwork.

And I want a proper
desk. I'm not going back

- to your apartment.
- Fine. In the meantime,

see if you can find out any information

about this anti-aging doctor, all right?

Bruce, what are you doing?

I was just staying in shape while I waited.

I know how much you love the Capoeira.

It's less appealing now
that we're broken up.

You know, I was hoping
to talk to you about that.

Here, man, let me help.

- A... it's fine.
- Okay, okay.

We've already talked, and frankly, Bruce,

that juice you sent over, it
made me feel uncomfortable.

I'm sorry. I... I just... I'd
never named a special blend

after someone before.

I mean, yeah, there
was "Obama-rama," but...

You should leave.

[Thud]

Oh, here, you dropped this.

Look, I talked to my therapist,

and we both agreed that you're scared

that I'm not ready to commit...

I don't want you to commit!

I know how terrifying intimacy can be,

especially after your
ex-husband abandoned you,

but I want you to know, I
would never do that, okay?

Kee didn't abandon me. I kicked him out.

Look, it's okay if you need to test me.

I'm willing to prove to you
that I am not going anywhere

by not going anywhere.

I can sleep here, I can wake up here,

i can stay here as long as it takes.

Hey, got any aggression
you want to work out?

(Keegan) Sure, just meet me at my place.

That way, you can make
those nasty growling noises

without Finn ever having to hear anything.

Not that kind of aggression.

I mean the kind that you wanted
to use to get rid of Bruce.

He's on my lawn doing his
Brazilian fight dancing

and it's starting to creep me out.

Hey, I told you he was creepy.

(Maddy) You were right.

Oh! Hear that?

You're on speaker, say it again.

Kee, are you gonna help me
or should I call the police?

Hey, hey, Bruce isn't doing

anything threatening to you, is he?

Not unless you count my rebirth experience.

(Keegan) What?

- Nothing.
- I'll talk to him, okay?

In the meantime,

just find something else
for him to obsess about.

-(Maddy) Like what?
- Rescue dogs.

Keith Phillips had everything to live for,

except for a jealous wife

who knew he was in love with another woman.

He told them all he loved them.

The State will present witnesses

who saw her fight with her husband

before he plunged to his
death, witnesses who saw Keith

covered with bruises and
tales of her domestic violence.

They were from the hormone injections

and my blood draws.

And a witness who saw Holly
threaten her husband...

With a gun.

You don't mention this to
me? Are you out of your mind?

It was a joke. Have you seen my work?

I have a macabre sense of humor.

Yeah, I got a great sense of humor, Holly,

and I'm not laughing. Listen,

you're gonna need to find
this anti-aging doctor.

Well, I'll look through
Keith's things again.

I don't know why... the
case is still circumstantial.

Some circumstances are
worse than others, Holly,

guns for example.

Keegan Deane, would you
come down to the station

with us, please?

Why would I do that?

Bernie Michaels wants to talk to you.

Oh, does he want to kiss my ass?

Hold on for a second, Holly.

What, did he send you over here

on some trumped-up harassment charge?

I went by his house at
a very reasonable hour,

rang the doorbell. All very friendly, guys.

He named you as a person of interest

- in the mayor's death.
- Okay, nice try.

He doesn't even work at the force anymore,

so unless you got a warrant...
Anybody got a warrant here?

How you doin', by the way?

My only interest in his death
is as celebrant after the fact.

- Sorry about that.
- Everything okay?

Yeah, the mayor's dead. I'm great.

Murderer! Murderer!

Keegan! [Yelling in Chinese]

What?

[Yelling in Chinese]

Now, just hold on!

(Susie) Did you kill the mayor?

Mr. Deane, did you kill the mayor?

You've got to be joking.

How do you respond to
word from the L.A.P.D.

that you're the lead suspect in his murder?

I deny it! I deny it! That's the work

of one rogue ex-cop who's out to get me.

That's it. Off my property!

Do you also deny that you
despised Mayor Barzmann?

Hey, I despise a lot of people,
many of them still alive.

That is my trash, sir!

Excuse me. Hey! Come here, come here.

Okay, hey, hey, hey!

- That's my trash!
- [Overlapping shouting]

(Man) Is that what you did to the mayor?

[Electric sizzle]

[Crows cawing]

(News reporter) Keegan Deane, newly named

- as the lead suspect...
- (Ben) Mom, no!

(Reporter) In the murder of
beloved Los Angeles mayor...

No, mom, I'm not firing Kee.

Because he didn't kill the mayor.

Zoe said Uncle Kee's a murderer.

If he is, can he come to my class

for career day instead of you?

He's not a murderer, and no,

I have my presentation all planned, dude.

Why are you not dressed? Go.

Zoe!

That was the policeman's union,

threatening to pull my endorsement

if I don't publicly disavow Kee.

- I hope you said no.
- Of course.

Told them I'd think about it.

What? No one's going to elect

a D.A. who's friends with a murderer.

They will when Fairfax Freddy Barnes

is the only other guy running.

You know, the ballot's not closed yet.

Other candidates can still declare.

Zoe said Uncle Kee could
come to kill us too.

I told you, your Uncle
Kee didn't kill anyone.

He hasn't even been accused,

which your mom, the attorney, knows

means the police have no evidence.

If you're not dressed in
two minutes, I'm gonna come

pick your outfit... Out
of your sister's closet.

Zoe!

Maybe you ask Kee not to come over,

and maybe you should steer
clear of the law firm,

just until this whole thing blows over.

What are you saying?

Honey, you know Kee didn't do this.

No, I know, but he does make bad decisions.

Not to murder Marcus. I don't...

- Say it, Scarlet.
- I already told you,

I don't think Kee murdered Marcus.

Not think, know.

I know that Kee wouldn't murder anyone...

On purpose.

[Phone ringing]

- When he's sober.
- Are you ser...

- This is... I have to...
- You know what,

this is gonna be a
conversation.

- Councilman Hawkins. I do know him.
- [Phone ringing]

- Hello, Robert.
- Well, that depends

on how you define friendship.

No, I haven't given any more
thought to firing Keegan Deane.

(News reporter) Now, seen here
in our exclusive footage...

- Hey, this is fantastic.
- What?

No, it's better than
fanta... It is phenomenal.

Get outta here!

[David laughs]

[Overlapping shouting]

[Clicks off] That's awful.

Oh, no, the mayor's
being murdered is tragic,

I agree, but what is
phenomenal is Keegan Deane

finally being exposed for
what he is, a sociopath.

Really?

Yeah, do you have any idea what
that guy's gotten away with?

You know, he beat up a
lawyer in the elevator

of one California for no reason at all.

I'm sure that if he did
that, he had a reason.

Baby, you don't know him like I do.

The guy's a psychopath.

You just said that he was a sociopath,

so which one is it...
Psychopath or sociopath?

They're not the same.

I'm not actually qualified

to speak to the exact
nature of his pathology.

What I do know is that every word

that comes out of his
mouth is a self-serving lie.

Lying doesn't make someone
a bad person, David.

Or mean that Kee killed anyone.

When did you start calling him "Kee"?

What?

I thought... you only met
him through your cousin

who molested you?

Yeah, I did,

but he was there for Angus when
everybody else abandoned him.

Keegan played backgammon with him every day

while we waited for the liver transplant.

Really? They play for money?

'Cause had to be something in it for him.

No one can hide their true nature.

Doesn't everybody deserve
the benefit of the doubt?

No.

Baby, I love how compassionate you are,

but people like Keegan
Deane aren't redeemable.

Well, I disagree.

Hey.

It's our first fight.

It's a good thing.

Is that my paper?

You know, it's a good thing

I'm a man of my word and
was here to protect you,

now that your ex-husband is on the loose.

Sorry, did Kee show up last night?

You didn't hurt him, did you?

No, I didn't get the chance.

I'm assuming he's hiding from the police.

For killing the mayor.

What?

I mean, they haven't formally charged him,

but jury's in.

Well, actually, Bruce,
the jury doesn't come in

unless there's a trial,
which there won't be,

because Kee did not do this.

I saw violence in his eyes

when he tried to grab the shovel from me.

Clearly not enough,
because you're still here.

I would risk bodily
harm to earn your trust.

Let's hope it comes to that. Soon.

And Kee didn't do it!

Mr. Deane.

So glad you changed your
mind and decided to come in.

You realize you no longer
work here, Bernie, right?

Well, my name isn't on the door,

but it doesn't mean I'm not in charge.

I'm gonna say, "well played."

You win.

Congratulations.

You know I didn't kill mayor Barzmann.

Would you please call off the dogs?

Where were you March 20th
between 2:00 A.M. and 5:00 A.M.?

I don't know, I'm gonna go
out on a limb and say... bed.

Can anyone corroborate that?

They can't.

So you have no alibi.

I'm not gonna ruin the reputation

of some young lady for
your amusement, Bernie.

Now, tell me what the hell it's gonna take

to get the press off my ass.

Yeah, those reporters
are annoying, aren't they?

They were up mine for months

after you stirred up that
false confession scandal,

so get used to them, and
don't make any travel plans.

Only place I'm going is your house

to get it appraised for my
very lucrative harassment suit.

Your wife can stay and help me redecorate.

Freak.

(Gloria) Hello?

Hey, Gloria.

Thought you should know,

Bernie Michaels and his detective friend

are asking about my alibi
the night Marcus died.

You didn't tell him we
were together, did you?

No. I consider myself a gentleman.

But if you'd tell Bernie
I didn't kill your husband,

I'd appreciate it.

I'll take care of it right away.

- Thanks.
- Hey! Murderer!

Oh!

Candy bar?

This isn't an insult, it's a gift!

You just made my day!

[Reporters asking questions]

Son of a...

[Overlapping chatter]

Mr. Deane. Kee, I have your messages.

Great, great.

What's going on over here?

It's an office pool.

Oh, for me!

I'm sorry, I tried to get them to stop.

No, no, it's fine, put me
down for 1,000, no arrest.

There's a $20 limit.

Then put me down for 20, 50 times.

Did you put in your 20 in?

I don't gamble.

It's not gambling if you can't lose.

Mr. Deane, I was coming to see you.

[Clears throat] Holly. Good to see you.

I just want to say,

the accusations against
me are completely false.

I understand, seeing as
I'm in the same situation.

No, you're not.

I mean, it's just a little different,

because I haven't been charged
with a crime, and you have,

which is why I'm able to represent you.

[Chuckles] I'm not firing you.

Even though you did look
guilty and unrepentant

on the news last night.

You could have called to tell me that.

Well, I thought that I'd bring you

a brighter tie for court tomorrow.

Our talk the other day made me realize

that appearances do matter,

so I thought I'd try and
follow your suggestions.

Thank you very much, Holly.

Not necessary, though,
because I'm innocent.

[Laughs]

[Beep] Ugh!

That was the teachers union

threatening to pull their endorsement too.

You can't give in.

It would crush Kee if
you come out against him.

So what do you want me to
do? Get up and make a speech

that my friend Keegan Deane,
notorious womanizer, gambler,

debtor, and cocaine
abuser is an innocent man?

You don't have to publicly support him.

Just don't publicly denounce him.

Who's publicly denouncing who?

[Laughing] Hey.

Hmm? What'd I miss?

I have to get this.

It's not ringing.

Well, I... it will be.

She's just worried about
losing her endorsements.

Just lost my endorsement.

That'll make her happy.

Then I completely support her.

I'm putting her campaign
poster on my window!

I got your back on this, Kee.

Oh.

How the hell did this happen?

I don't know. Bernie Michaels.

Might have overstepped, said a few things.

Maybe urinated on his lawn.

I didn't think he was
gonna be this sensitive.

Can't you go apologize? This press is bad.

My mother and Ebell are
so far up my ass about it,

I can taste 'em.

Any more descriptive detail than that?

No, I want it to end.

It will end. I talked to Gloria.

Marcus's wife, Gloria?

Yeah, she's my al... alibi.

You were with Gloria when Marcus died?

Yeah.

You're having an affair
with the mayor's wife?

No, no.

"An affair" sounds like
an emotional co-mingling.

How the hell could you not tell me

you were banging the mayor's wife

before you came to work at my firm?

That's the kind of thing
you share with a friend

whose business it could ruin.

What is wrong with you?

Holly Phillips has no
problem with this at all.

You wanted me to handle
this case, it's handled.

- Make it go away.
- Fine.

You know, none of this would've happened

if that son of a bitch hadn't of died.

Mr. Deane, someone named
Leanne is on the phone for you.

She said she was your assistant,

but I told her I was your assistant.

She's in the phone. You're on the flesh.

She's a phone assistant, you're a fle...

You're my in-the-flesh assistant. See?

Okay, well, she's on the phone now.

[Message alert]

[Laughs]

Something funny?

I have an Internet alert,
so every time your name

gets mentioned, it sends me the article.

- [Message alert]
- Oh.

Which of my amusing anecdotes
are they quoting this time?

Actually, it's acclaimed
L.A. Attorney Clay Randolph

- who's quoted.
- [Scoffs]

"Mr. Deane not only assaulted me,

"he manipulated his way into my home

and threatened my wife's virtue."

His wife's virtue. This from a guy

- who tried to rape a prostitute.
- [Message alert]

A woman named Jessica
said you had sex with her

in your race car bed and never called.

Jessica? Wait, wait, no, no, no.

That wasn't my bed, that was Max's.

Ben's son, Max? You had sex

in your best friend's child's bed?

I don't think I'd cast stones here, Leanne,

after what you did in my bed with Roy,

a married man with a pregnant wife.

You swore you'd never mention that again.

That was a mistake, and
I'd like to forget about it.

- Mm.
- [Message alert]

Unless he calls and asks about me,

and then you should tell me.
Well, not after you invited me

down here to listen to this pinging

and pretend you don't know
me in this ridiculous hat.

This hat has nothing to do with you.

The anti-aging doctor suggests it

to protect delicate skin
against the California sun.

Keith Phillips's anti-aging
doctor? Did you find him?

And I'll give you all of his information

as soon as I get a proper office.

[Spits] Murderer!

Hey! Listen, that's illegal,
to ride on the sidewalk!

You're the criminal, pal!

- He's the criminal.
- [Message alert]

Would you please turn that
thing off, Leanne?

- [Giggling]
- All right? I need some information here.

- [Message alert]
- Murderer!

Whoa, hey!

You probably didn't even like Barzmann.

Just because he's dead
doesn't make him a saint, lady.

You understand that?
There's a whole process

at the Vatican for
that. He doesn't qualify.

Help! Police!

[Message alert]

Probably better if I go
see the doctor myself.

(Leanne) Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice, Dr. Kelly.

Of course. The earlier you
start anti-aging the better.

The goal is to catch hormonal systems

before they're out of balance.

Ah, I'm not here as a patient.

Although, how would I know

if my hormonal system was out of balance?

Well, it starts with subtle
changes in hair and skin.

There's also an increase in sensitivity.

Sensitivity in my skin?

Like wanting someone to
touch it all the time?

Well, testosterone surges can cause

an increase in sexual desire.

Do you have a cure for that?

Not for desire in general,

but desire for someone undesirable.

Well, my body-in-balance program
could even out that sex drive.

It could also stop the
sagging around your eyes.

Any chance of some free samples?

I don't give it away.

Are you implying that I
do? Because I don't usually.

And I don't have sagging around my eyes.

I look like a normal,
attractive woman in my early 30s.

Maybe in England.

Is this what you did to Keith Phillips?

Made him feel insecure so he'd sign up

for your body-in-balance program,

even with the crazy side effects?

If this is why you came in,
I'm not willing to discuss it.

The doctor/patient privilege doesn't apply

once the patient's passed away.

Or we could just subpoena Keith's records.

Mr. Phillips was not my patient.

Did you treat someone else
in the Phillips family?

So what, we're back to
the scene of the crime?

You're the one who was seeing Dr. Kelly.

It was you.

What I don't get is why
you killed your husband

instead of the quack
who took all your money

and left you looking like an old lady.

Because he wasn't the one
who made me feel insane.

You sure about that?

Jacked you up with all
those hormone treatments.

It's hard enough to live
in L.A. And age gracefully.

Try waking up next to
Dorian Grey every day.

I mean, he didn't even want me
to dye my hair or get a facial.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I wanted us to be a couple again.

He was furious that I was seeing Dr. Kelly.

Not a very sympathetic
motivation for murder.

It was a lie, Mr. Deane.

He wanted me to look old so
that he could look like a Saint.

He would take me to parties
so everyone could admire him

as "that hot young guy who
stayed with the old lady

because he loves her as an artist."

So he used you like a puppy
in order to get other women?

Well, I don't like puppies. But yes.

Took me a long time to figure out why

he would always be so
loving to me in public

but never look at me when we were alone.

I thought I was losing my mind.

That's when I pulled the gun.

I wanted him to tell me the truth.

Why didn't you just divorce him?

Humiliating as it was, I still loved him.

When he stopped the payments to Dr. Kelly,

I came up here because I was
the one who was going to jump.

Keith tried to stop me, that's
what we were fighting about.

I wanted him to admit
that he didn't love me,

that he only stayed with
me because it made him look

like a good guy, but he wouldn't.

I understand, but these
anti-aging treatments,

you have a real insanity defense here.

I can help you. Let me enter a plea.

Crazy is good for art,
Mr. Deane, insanity isn't.

I... I don't want to go
to a mental institution.

That's why I came to you.
You get guilty people off.

Uh, no, no, no, changed
my mind. Keep driving.

(Mrs. Wu) Do you want some food?

Come into my cafe. If not, go.

Damn it.

One more step, I'm calling the police.

Great, they can arrest
you for stalking my wife.

Ex-wife, okay? Ex-wife.

Although the psychological
pain you've inflicted

continues to wreak havoc on
her healthy relationships.

Do you call camping out on her front lawn

a healthy relationship?

I'm showing her that I'm a man of my word,

unlike some other men that she knows.

Bruce, you get punched in the face a lot?

Is that a challenge?

Dude, if that's a challenge, it is on,

right now at my dojo.

Maddy can come watch if she wants.

No, no, no. Maddy!

No, she's not going to your dojo, Bruce.

Nobody's going to your
dojo. I'm not, nobody is.

All right? You're gonna
get the hell outta here...

Come on! What are you doing?

And you're gonna get your juice buckets,

and you're gonna get
the hell off this lawn,

otherwise, all the people
who think I killed the mayor

are gonna think I killed you too!

I'm not going 'cause I'm scared.

I'm going 'cause I have
enough respect for Maddy

not to cause a big scene in her yard.

All right.

That was not cool, with the chair!

[Car engine starts]

Thank you.

I should probably stay
around for a few days

in case he tries to come back.

Let me guess... there are
reporters at your place.

And I'm concerned for your safety.

Just a couple of days.

I didn't like your chances at the dojo.

- The dojo!
- [Laughs]

I could've taken him.

I agree with the prosecution.
My client looks guilty.

But that's not enough to
convict somebody of murder.

Lot of you have kids. What
do you teach your kids?

Don't judge a book by
its cover, it's wrong.

We do it anyway. Look around this room.

How about this guy? Look
at the snazzy prosecutor

over here in the little
bowtie. Makes him look smart.

What you don't know is that
his wife buys him those bowties

because deep down, she's worried
that he's not smart enough.

This guy over here, this bailiff.

I've seen you eyeballing
him. Lazy civil servant.

What you don't know is, his name is Todd,

and he's exhausted from working three jobs

to put his twin daughters
through medical school.

And how 'bout me?

People all over the Internet
saying I don't pay my debts,

that I act irresponsibly around children.

They're trying to make me out to be the guy

who murdered the mayor,
which I didn't. Seriously.

The point is, looks can be deceiving.

That is why you need proof to
convict somebody of a crime.

Now, I understand Holly Phillips
paints in blood,

I understand it's odd, and
she looks considerably older

than her husband, and
she looks a little angry.

It doesn't matter. The
only thing that matters

is you have no proof...

that she murdered her husband.

Come on, let's put it to
a vote. Come on, people.

Only five for guilty?
You heard the witnesses.

They didn't see a murder.

I'm sorry, I thought
you'd reached a decision.

We have.

We were talking about whether
Keegan Deane killed the mayor.

But we found her not guilty.

Should we make a statement
about how happy we are

- with the verdict?
- No, no.

That's the last thing we're going to do,

and they're not here for you anyway.

Well, I'm definitely gonna
send you one of my new paintings

to say thank you.

Or you could just move to the midwest

or one of the portlands.

One of the places they
don't believe in Botox.

[Laughs] You're funny.

But I've been seeing someone
who lives in Santa Monica.

Hi, George.

No, no, no, are you out of your mind?

After everything that happened with Keith?

Well, I got used to a certain aesthetic,

and unlike my former husband,
George is into cougars.

Holly, any harm comes to that
young man, I'm coming after you.

[Laughs]

Justice system wasn't built for that!

It's built to protect the innocent.

[Grunts] God! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Keegan Deane, you're under arrest

for the murder of mayor Marcus Barzmann.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be...

Gloria, it's Keegan Deane.
I want to talk to you.

Better yet, I want you to
talk to Bernie Michaels.

We're down here at the
29th Street Precinct.

Please call me... soon.

Book him.

You shouldn't take orders from this guy.

He lost his job for forging confessions.

Yeah, feel free to beat one out of him.

Is that a threat? 'Cause
I'm recording all this

right up here, Bernie, all in the noggin.

[Phone ringing]

- What, this?
- Yeah, against the wall.

Mrs. Barzmann.

Yeah, I'm down here with Keegan Deane.

Yeah, he said that you know where he was

at the time of Marcus's murder.

No? Really?

You have no idea what he's talking about?

Give me that thing.

Gloria, it's Kee.

(Gloria) I'm sorry. I
can't help you with this.

- Please don't call me again.
- [Click]

You're not gonna get
away with this, Bernie.

You need evidence to
convict somebody of a crime.

My officers should have
no problem finding the belt

that Marcus was strangled
with in your apartment.

I have the right to an
attorney, other than myself.

I want to talk to Ben Leon.

Hey, what goes around
comes around, ass wipe.

Nice to see you in your
element, Deane, suits you.

Sanders. Hey!

I said I wanted to see my attorney.

This jackass does not represent me.

Why Mikhaela thinks you
deserve compassion is beyond me.

Oh, is that why you're here, Harry?

Did your girlfriend send you
over here on a little mission?

Mikhaela has nothing to do with this.

Look, I believe that
you belong behind bars,

I just didn't feel right knowing

it was for a crime that you didn't commit.

So you know I didn't do it?

How can you be so sure,
Harry? Unless you know who did.

No, I just...

Have some pertinent information.

If I tell you this, you have to agree

that you never heard it from me.

If you tell anyone what
I'm about to tell you,

I will deny it on the lives

of all my family members, including pets.

I'm dying here. Can you just spit it out?

Mayor Barzmann... had a hobby...

That... involved cutting off his airways

while he induced sexual excitement.

[Laughs]

Autoerotic asphyxiation?

Yeah. Of course you'd know
the technical term for it.

It's right on the tip of
your tongue there, wasn't it?

He's a gasper, huh?

What, did you two hang out
in online chat rooms together?

- How do you know this?
- No, no.

Look...[Laughs] Okay, you know what?

I know, I know, you think
working for the I.R.S.

Is just a bunch of boring number crunching,

but I gotta tell you something, pal.

We're in deeper than the N.S.A., okay?

Our investigations are very thorough.

So what did he spend it
on? Was it ropes? Belts?

That's it, huh?

Right, the belt Bernie
planted in my apartment.

There may have been an audit
on a custom leather worker

in the valley who specializes
in making 72-inch belts

for men with 38-inch waists.

You did not hear that from me.

So good luck, I guess.

David.

Thank you.

Don't get Mikhaela mixed up
in any of your perversions,

you freak.

I hope you rot in here.

I like this kinky side of you, Potter.

Whoo! [Laughs]

[Door opening and closing]

Hey. Hey.

I finally threatened the L.A.P.D.

With a wrongful imprisonment
suit and got Kee out.

- You're Kee's attorney?
- Yup.

That's now a matter of public record.

Yup.

[Stuttering] Ben, how did you not think

you should discuss this with me first?

There's nothing to
discuss. I did what's right.

You're just too wrapped up
in your campaign to see it.

That is because being
D.A. is important to me.

Kee getting beaten up in
jail isn't in the way of that.

Oh, my God, I cannot believe this.

Fairfax Freddy's been campaigning

on the same street corner
the last ten elections.

Oh, please, yes, that's right,

and voters can still vote
for him if the other candidate

is friends with the guy
that murdered the mayor, Ben.

Stop. Kee didn't do it.
You need to stop acting

like a selfish brat and be there for him.

I'm selfish? Why?

Because I don't want the next 20 years

to feel like the last
20 years? Is that why?

What's wrong with the last 20 years?

We got married and had our kids.

Being D.A. is...

It feels like that thing
that we were talking about.

The thing that I've been looking for.

I want it, and if you don't
want it, that is a problem.

So this is about us now?

Did you just hear anything I just said?

This is about...

Having something that makes me happy.

- I want that too.
- Good.

I just don't want you to
sell Kee out to get it.

You know that I would help him if I could.

You can.

- Earl grey okay?
- Sure.

I only have a few minutes
before the city council meeting,

but you sounded so upset. You and Ben okay?

Actually, it wasn't me who needed to talk.

Nice to see you again, Gloria.

You called me here to talk to him?

I'm sorry that I couldn't
be more forthcoming,

but Kee said you knew he was innocent.

Yeah, where do you come
out on that, Scarlet?

I'm gonna leave you two alone.

I can't be here.

Hey, hey, listen, when you found
Marcus, I just want to know,

did he have, like, on a wig
and some ladies frilly lingerie,

or did he go old school,
with the pants down

around the ankles and a belt
strapped around his neck,

with rigor mortis setting in?

I have a 72-inch belt that's
got stories to tell, Gloria.

How did you find out?

What does it possibly
matter how I found out,

now that I know it's the truth?

I didn't want Marcus to
be remembered like that,

and Bernie was supposed to
make sure nobody found out.

By charging me with murder?

No, he had someone at the coroner's office

who was going to take care
of it until you showed up

to his house to antagonize him.

That's when he decided to
make you a murder suspect.

You brought this on yourself.

No, no, no, I didn't bring
anything on myself, Gloria,

because you're my alibi, you understand?

Bernie already knew about us.

When I went to ask him
to drop the investigation,

he said he was following me for Marcus.

He said that if I didn't cooperate,

that he would name me as a co-conspirator,

and I deserved it for sleeping with you.

Now, what was I supposed to do, Keegan?

Why didn't you just tell him the truth?

And go to prison for the rest of my life?

Or be known as the wife of the mayor

who died doing that to himself?

Those are two very distinct
possibilities if I go to trial.

You need to call Bernie
off before that happens.

How?

I have an idea.

(TV news reporter) After
weeks of speculation...

I hope you'll use this
as a learning experience.

If you mean stay away from
autoerotic asphyxiation,

- lesson learned.
- And don't piss off

ex-police chiefs or have
sex with married women.

I can't hear.

I'd like to thank the city council

for asking me to take my husband's seat

until his term ends next year.

I can't think of a better
way to honor Marcus's memory

than to continue his mission
as mayor of Los Angeles.

I'd also like to officially
apologize to Keegan Deane.

His arrest was driven by one
former officer of the L.A.P.D.

Who was already under investigation.

Bernie Michaels lost his
fragile grip on reality

and used his position to
spread lies and persecution.

For everyone's safety, we have placed him

on a 72-hour psychological hold,

and we hope that he gets
the help that he needs.

Nice touch with the mental hospital.

Yeah, it just felt right.

The coroner's report determined
there was no foul play

involved in my husband's death.

- Unless you count self-play.
- Shh, shh.

He died of...

Here it is.

A massive... coronary.

Boom! Goes the dynamite! [Laughs]

You bet on how he died.

That's ten-to-one.

[Crowd chatter]

I deducted what you owe me

plus interest, rent, and the cost

of new trash cans with
padlocks for my aunt's place.

Want to stay and watch the next cockfight?

You can sit with me in the V.I.P. section.

I told you, cocks aren't my thing.

You sure? I have an inside tip

Mother Mercy's gonna peck the crap

out of the Sky is falling.

[Scoffs] "The Sky is Falling."

[Chickens clucking]

That's chicken little, right?

Yeah, I like that story.

[Crowd chattering, chicken clucking]

That's Mother Mercy?

He... he doesn't have a chance.

You want to bet?

[Crowd chattering]

All right, I'll support the little guy.

Here you go. Take that... is it even money?

- Yup.
- Take this too.

Great.

[Birds squawking] Come on. Come on, Sky.

Come on, Sky.

[Squawking]

Hey. Mother Mercy, my ass.

What's he doing with his claw?

[Chickens squawking]

Come on, come on, come on.

Peck him back!

Come on, baby! Come on! Do it!

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