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You know, you don't get beat up

if you bring a gun.

- Did you use my client
to trick one of your suspects?

- Billy is right over there.
- No way.

I saw that explosion.

Jimmy Patriale, that scumbag.

Let me in there.
I'll show him how dead I am.

- Your client's wife

was sleeping with the man
he murdered.

We call it motive.

- Photo sure looks
like Lester knew

his wife was sleeping
with Simon.

- I'm not gonna pretend
that Lester didn't kill Simon.

You killed him.
You knew, and you killed him.

- Hold on.
Look at my left hand.

- Lester's blind as a bat.

- He couldn't have seen
Valerie and Simon.

- Val, I got you a great role,
just like you always wanted.

- Stand by me or don't,

but please know,
I didn't do this.

- I'll stand by you.

- You are still sore about

what happened
to that client of yours.

What was his name again?

- You know damn well
his name was Dante Everson.

You killed him--just as much
as if you shivved him yourself.

- I need your help to stop her.

- Let me lace up
my track shoes.

- Well?

- For my money, Lester's
going away for life.

- "Life"?
I'd say the death penalty.

- They don't have
that in California.

- Oh, they will after
that opening statement.

- I'm serious--
I asked for your feedback

because you used to be
the person I went to for this.

And the truth is,
you're still the person

I trust more than anyone.

And I asked you because I know
that I'm gonna need you again

before all of this is over,

and I find myself
drawn to you...

more and more.

- Okay.

The truth?

That was outstanding.

- Yeah.

- I agree, Ted.

Better than you ever
were as a prosecutor.

- You're not messing with me?

- We're not.
- No.

- That's great!

So what now?

- What do you mean "what now"?

We have sex.

- I knew it.

- So...

do you wanna start with me?

- Or do you wanna start with
me?

- Me not know.

- How about both of us
at the same time?

- Would you be willing
to do that?

- We're willing
to do anything, Ted.

It's your dream.

- This keeps getting better.

- Maybe we should
stop focusing on him

and start focusing
on each other.

- Ted.

- Honestly, I don't see
a wrong answer here.

- Why is she doing that?
- She can't help it.

- I don't like it.
- Too bad.

- Why?
- Because it's your alarm.

- Oh, it is my alarm. No!

- Good morning.

- Morning!

- Something wrong?
- Nothing wrong.

Can't look straight.

- Did you not sleep well?
- I slept fine.

Do not wanna talk about it.

- Well, I know
the trial starts today.

So, if you wanna run
your opening statement by me,

I'm here.

I appreciate that.
Gotta go.

- Happened again, didn't it?
- You have no idea.

Just once I would like to not
be woken up by my alarm.

- Apple orchard again?
- No.

I was taking them
through my opening statement.

- That's some deep
subconscious stuff, man.

- It's right
on the surface, Kevin.

- This was delivered
for you this morning.

Somebody stole
all the onion bagels.

Nobody knows who.

- I think I might
know who did it.

- Nothing gets past you, Kevin.

- Rosalyn, who sent them?
- I don't know.

There was no note.

- I think I might know
the answer to that one too.

- Modern-day Columbo.

- Oh.

You lost or am I in trouble?

- I was just wondering
if you knew what today is.

- You're kidding?

Ted stole Lester from me

by telling him he didn't have
to go with self-defense.

The trial starts today.

I set a Google alert
for the verdict,

and when they lose
and it's in every paper,

I'm going to eat it up.

- Good to know
you don't hold a grudge.

- You knew what you got
when you paid for me.

Oh, my God.

Someone shipped in
New York bagels.

You gotta get in on this.
- Don't mind if I do.

- Hey!

- You knew what you got
when you paid for me.

- Wow!

You have really made
the place your own.

- It wasn't difficult
to improve

on Stuart's brown,
brown, and brown.

- Yeah.

Listen, I know that I was
a little distracted earlier,

but are you busy today?
- Yes.

My day is jam-packed.

- What about when you offered
to hear my opening statement?

- That was then.
This is now. Keep up.

- Too bad--I thought
it might be fun

if you came to court with me.
- Fun for who?

- Look, I know that
this is a lot to ask.

But you stuck it to Smith,
and I get the feeling

that I'm gonna need you again
before all of this is over.

So, please,

if you can,

I would like
for you to postpone your work

to come and be my second chair.

Why did you--
- Those weren't real.

Fact is, if you didn't ask,

I was just gonna
show up anyway.

You think I'm gonna let you
have all the fun?

Come on, let's go kick

Elizabeth Smith's
self-righteous ass

up and down the block!

- I never know
where I stand with her.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

Lester Thompson
is a successful producer.

You may have seen his movies.
You probably even like them.

I'll admit, I do.

That's because Mr. Thompson
is exceptional

at telling stories.

In fact, Mr. Thompson's lawyer
is an entertainment lawyer--

supposedly, a good one.

Now, you may be asking yourself
why a man on trial

for murder

would hire his dealmaker
to defend him.

Well, that's because,
like Mr. Thompson,

Mr. Black is in the business
of telling lies

to get what he wants.

In this case,
what Mr. Black wants

is to replace fact with fiction

and the truth with lies
to convince you

that Lester's partner
committed suicide.

But this is not
a movie theater.

This is a court of law.

And the facts are,
the man Lester shot

was sleeping with his wife.

He had his prints
on the weapon,

blood on his person.

He's a known liar
and admitted drug user.

And the truth is,

Lester Thompson is here

because he murdered his partner
in cold blood.

And he's been lying
about it ever since.

- Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

maybe it isn't my client that
should be in entertainment.

Maybe it's Ms. Smith,

because that was
a world-class piece of fiction.

My client could not have
murdered Simon Shrager

because
he didn't even shoot him.

We are going to show you
beyond a reasonable doubt--

- Your Honor, I'm so sorry,
but I have a motion.

- Are you kidding?

I'm in the middle
of my opening statement.

- I realize this is unusual,
Your Honor,

but I didn't know I had
a motion until just now.

- Your Honor?
- My chambers, now.

All right, Ms. Smith,
explain yourself.

- Your Honor, I'm requesting
all records related

to Valerie Thompson's
divorce proceedings

against the defendant.

- How did you even know
about that?

- The "LA Times" just dropped
an article

in which Mrs. Thompson
says she believes

in her husband's innocence
and she always has.

Yet the same article
says she contemplated

filing for divorce.

- How the hell does that give
you the right to anything?

- The jury reads that article.

She's testifying
without me being able to cross.

- Your Honor, this is nothing

but an end around
attorney-client privilege,

and I don't have
to give her anything.

- No, you don't,
but I can subpoena

Mrs. Thompson's lawyer,
Stuart Lane,

which is exactly
what I'm asking to do.

- Your Honor, the real issue
here is admissibility.

Even if she gains access
to those proceedings,

spousal privilege prevents her

from using anything
that was said.

- Here's what's
going to happen.

I'm gonna allow you
your subpoena.

You're gonna go back in and
finish your opening statement.

Then we're going to recess
until tomorrow 9:00 a.m.,

where we will revisit
the issue of admissibility.

- Okay, I'm gonna
finish my open,

then I want you to dig
through those transcripts

and figure out
what she might find.

- You mean what
she's already found?

- What do you mean?
- Elizabeth doesn't go fishing.

If she's asking
for those transcripts,

she already has them.

The question is,
how is she gonna use them?

- That's your question.

Mine is, how the hell
did she get them?

- Uh, you wanted
to see me in here?

- Well, I noticed you were
spending a lot of time in here,

so I thought this is where
you'd feel most comfortable.

- I don't understand.

- You left your newly updated
résumé in the copier.

- Rosalyn, I can explain.
- So can I.

You think
if Ted loses this trial,

it's only a matter of time
before we start losing clients

and the firm falls apart.

And if that happens, the people
who get in the lifeboats first

are the most likely to survive.

- It's not personal.
- It is to me...

because you don't have faith
that Ted's gonna win.

- Okay, but what if he doesn't?

- Leah, I'm not here
to reassure you,

so if you're gonna
jump ship, jump.

But if you're gonna stay,
start rowing.

- Understood.

Wait a second.

How did you know
it was my résumé?

I put a fake name
while I was working on it.

- Who else would list squash
and Portuguese

as special skills?

Which I know you don't play
and I know you don't speak.

- Well, in my mind,
I play and speak both.

So joke's on her.

Yeah.
No, I don't speak Portuguese.

- Ted, I got the subpoena.

I know why you're here.
You want me to fight it.

- I don't want you to fight it.

I wanna know who leaked
the goddamn transcript

to Elizabeth Smith.

- You can turn
right back around

because it sure as hell
wasn't anybody here.

- Sell your story
somewhere else.

- I'm not selling anything.

The only person from my side
who had access

to those tapes was Mary.

She watched them, transcribed
them, then locked them away.

You've known her for ten years.

You saying she would
do something like this?

- She wouldn't, but you would.

- What the hell did you
just say to me?

- You heard me.
- I have a legal obligation

to keep those transcripts
confidential.

- Right, but you're so pissed
that I took Lester,

you'd betray
any legal obligation.

- I would never do that!

- No, you would just nurse
that grievance in silence

until you were so mad that
you'd betray your own mother.

- This isn't about me.

This is about you not being
able to stand the fact

that Lester is guilty and you
are too stupid to see it.

- Shut your mouth.

- Now you're stuck arguing
his innocence

instead of self-defense,
which was your only way out,

because he's a liar
and you're a fool.

And this all happened
because you couldn't handle

the fact that I cut you
out of a merger

with your old girlfriend!
- Whoa!

Hey, Stuart! Stop, stop!

- Let him come!

- Hey! That's enough!

- Samantha.

- Get the hell out of my firm.

- All right, man,
let me see the ring.

- I don't have it.

- Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

You want me to get Samantha
out of the house

so you can get it ready
to propose to her,

but you don't have a ring yet?
- I have it.

I just don't wanna show it to
anyone until I show it to her.

- That is actually
really sweet.

But what if it's ugly?

- You're ugly.
- Please.

I have it on good authority

that I am
devastatingly handsome.

- From who, your mother?
- Not my mother.

- Don't say it.

- Your mother.

- You said it. You said it.

- No, seriously, Ted,
I'm honored

that you're asking me
to help you.

And in my humble opinion,

you and Samantha
are made for each other.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Does Eddie know?

- Uh, no.

I'm waiting for it
to be a done deal,

'cause, you know--
- She'd probably say no.

- I was gonna say,
he'd spoil the secret.

- Mm, you're probably right.

Is the secret that
she's gonna say no?

- You know, just for that,
you're paying.

- The one time I get
the better of that man,

he orders double entrées.

I'll be--

- Got your text.
What's going on?

- What happened to you?

It's complicated.

- No, it isn't.

Got into a fight
with his old partner.

- Did Samantha call
and tell you?

- No, my brain
called and told me.

- What is it
with men and fights?

You never see this with women.
- Don't lump me in with him.

- Fair enough.
- I get it. I'm a gorilla.

Me Ted bad.

Why'd you text?
What's going on?

- After court,
I got to thinking.

Smith couldn't file that motion
unless the article dropped.

And with Dante Everson,
another article dropped

at an inopportune time--
same reporter.

- So you're saying
that she planted the article

to admit the transcript.

- And if we can prove it,
we can stop it.

- How do we do that
by 9:00 a.m. tomorrow?

We can't subpoena
her phone records.

And we sure as hell cannot
subpoena the reporter's.

- Wait a minute, we don't need
to subpoena their records.

We just need to get them.

- How long is it gonna take?
- How long do I have?

- 9:00 a.m. tomorrow.

- You got a minute?
- Actually, no.

I'm on my way to kickboxing.
Got any tips?

Or do you only know
how to fight in my office?

- I'm sorry.

I-I just got caught up
in the heat of the moment.

- Well, I'm sorry.
That's unacceptable.

This is my place of business.

I take pride in my profession.

And that might not mean
anything to you,

but it means everything to me.
- It means just as much to me.

In fact,
that's why I lost control.

- I don't understand.

- Being a lawyer
is the most important thing

in the world to me
besides my family.

And Ted basically suggested
I'd throw my ethical compass

out the window
just to get at him.

- Is that why you
threw me in his face?

- You heard that?
- The whole office heard that.

- I don't know what to say.

- Start by saying you'll be
the bigger man next time.

- Because with Ted, there's
always gonna be a next time.

- I'm not excusing
his behavior,

but he feels betrayed
by both of us, Stuart.

And the truth is,
I don't blame him.

- You wish
we hadn't cut him out?

Let's just say I wish you two
weren't such children

that I had to make that
decision in the first place.

- What is it now?
- Quick question--

what did Kenneth Branagh
make on his last deal?

- Why would I tell you that?
- Professional courtesy.

We used to do it all the time.

- Well, we don't work
together anymore, remember?

- Look, I have a woman
who's at his level,

and I wanna make sure she's
being paid commensurately.

Are you saying
you're against women?

- You are a piece of work.

- How about this?

You give me his quote, I'll
treat you to a late dinner.

- Let me get this straight.

As my reward
for giving you something,

you get to go out
on a date with me.

- Where's the problem?
Lucky you.

- You know what I think?

I don't think you have
a client.

I think you just wanna go out
with me.

- I have so many clients.
- Yeah?

What's this particular
client's name?

- John...

Flibberty?

- I thought
you said it was a woman.

- Jane Flibberty.
- I have to go.

- Look, you're right.
I don't have a client.

I asked you to get together
because...

Stuart and Ted got into
a fistfight in front of my face

and I wanted to talk
to someone about it,

and you're the only one
that gets it.

- A fistfight?
- Yeah.

- Damn.
- I just--

I don't want it to be
like this between our firms.

- How do you want it to be?

- I don't know. Like it was.

- Are you saying you wish we
were co-heads of entertainment?

Because that's exactly
what was going to happen.

- I'm not saying
anything, I just--

- No, I get it.

You don't know what you got
till it's gone.

- Something like that.

- Good night, Rick.

- Good night, Erica.

- No, absolutely not.

I'm not putting my faith

in you hacking
a reporter's phone records

and strong-arming them
in a day?

- Are you listening?
We don't have another choice.

- I told you--

I do not wanna go to prison
for even one second.

So, if this doesn't work--

- Lester, if she gets
those transcripts

and she puts what Valerie said
about you in front of a jury,

then you are gonna go to prison

for a hell of a lot longer
than one second.

- If the jury finds out
what we're up to,

they'll hold it against me,
and it'll be just as bad.

- They're not
gonna find out.

- God damn it!
This is my life!

- You're right, Lester.
It's your life.

I didn't do Ecstasy
with my partner

and then shoot guns with him.

I didn't do any of the things

that put you
where you are right now.

So you can trust
your instincts,

or you can trust mine.

- I want to trust you, Ted...

but I don't know.

- Kevin, did you get it or not?

We are about to start, and
I cannot do this without you.

- What's going on? Where is he?

- I don't know.
I left three messages.

But if Kevin's not here,
then we're gonna--

- Not Kevin, Ted.
Lester still isn't here.

- What? Where the hell is he?
- I don't know.

I keep calling him.
He doesn't answer.

- All right, everybody,
are we ready to reconvene?

- I am, but defense seems
to be missing a defendant.

- Mr. Black,
what's going on here?

- Well, Your Honor,
we're just discussing

the admissibility issue.

My client
doesn't need to be here.

- This trial has started.

I determine when a defendant
needs to be present.

Are you saying that you
told him not to be here?

- No, Your Honor, I did not.

- Do you know where he is?

- No, I don't.

- Your Honor, I request
a bench warrant immediately.

- That's not necessary.
- Don't give me that.

You don't know where
your own client is.

He could be on his way
to Mexico right now.

- My client surrendered
his passport.

He is not a flight risk.

Your Honor,
if you issue this warrant,

he will be in chains in front
of the jury from now on.

I am personally asking
that you give him

the benefit of the doubt
and let me find him.

- I don't know you, Mr. Black.

I have no basis to personally
give you anything.

- Your Honor, you don't know
Mr. Black, but you do know me.

I've been in front of you
dozens of times.

I'm by the book,
and I'm telling you,

neither one of us knows
where Lester is.

- You have 24 hours,

or tomorrow
he's back here in chains.

- Thank you.

What are we gonna do?
- I--

- Now?

- Got the records
as soon as I could.

What do you wanna do?

- Sit tight.
I'll get back to you.

- Hey, listen, one more thing--
Lester's wife just called.

She found Lester's phone
in the kitchen this morning,

and his bag is gone.

- This is less than ideal,
but we've been gifted a day.

I want you and Kevin
to get together,

and I want the two of you
to find a way

to break that reporter.

- What are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna find Lester.

- Scott Stein?
- Yes?

- Did you conspire
with Elizabeth Smith

to advance your career?

Or did she just manipulate you
because you're an idiot?

- I don't know who you are,

and I have no idea
what you're talking about.

- Like hell you don't.
We got the phone records.

You talked to Elizabeth Smith
four times

two days before your article
about Valerie Thompson.

- You're gonna sign
an affidavit

telling the whole story.

- That's not proof of anything.

- Oh, we could drag
your ass down to court.

- No judge in the world

is gonna make me reveal
my sources--I'm protected.

- You know who was supposed
to be protected?

Dante Everson.
And you as good as killed him.

You don't do this,
I'm gonna march upstairs,

and I'm gonna inform your paper
you let a sitting ADA

feed you stories with
no sources and no verification.

You might be protected
in court,

but they'll fire your ass,

and I'll slap you
with a wrongful-death suit

that'll leave you with nothing
whether you win or lose.

Try me.

- Okay.

I'll give you
whatever you need.

- So, if I'm hearing
you correctly,

I don't have to do the laundry
or the dishes.

- That is not what I'm saying,

and I'm starting to see
what the problem is.

Her?

It's not just about doing
more things around the house.

It's about you appreciating
what Maria does

for you and your children,

which seems like something
you could do a lot more of.

- You know, Samantha, when
I offered to buy you a slice,

I thought it went
without saying

that you were gonna
take my side.

Seriously,
this is great advice.

In fact, it sounds like you may
be ready for marriage yourself.

- Oh, Kevin,
I'm never getting married.

Just kidding, but you should've
seen the look on your face.

No, it's just that, um...

I've never seen Ted happier
since being with you.

- You really care
about him, don't you?

- Of course I do.

You work with someone
as closely as we do,

you become brothers.

- Truth be told, I'd marry
him tomorrow if he asked.

But please don't tell him.

I don't wanna rush him.

I want him to get there
on his own.

- I'm sorry, Samantha.
I gotta take this.

It's the office.

Yeah. Kevin.

- Kevin,
what are you doing here?

- Got it--full affidavit.

You should've seen Amanda. Oof!

There's a lot of fire
in that woman.

- Why? What happened?

- Let's just say
I wouldn't wanna be

on the wrong side of her.

- Wait a second.
Why isn't she here?

- She wanted to go over
how you two are gonna use

what she got in court.

Plus, I didn't want her here

because I know
you're hiding Lester.

- How'd you know?
- Oh, please.

I knew it was you the second
I heard he was missing.

Had Ted Black
written all over it.

- I've never done
anything like that before.

- Ratchford, Giovanni,

and let's not forget
pretending Billy Esposito

was alive and well
and in the room next door

to the guy who killed him.

- You're right--
I sound awesome.

Are you just gonna
stand out there,

or are you gonna come in here

and help me prep for trial?

- I'm coming in,
if for no other reason

than to make sure you don't put
Lester on a plane to Tahiti.

- You're Kevin, right?
- Yeah.

Erica?
- You got it.

- Can I help you
with something?

- You're in my spot.

Yep. I mean the whole floor.

Ted was right.

- How so?
- He said I'd like you.

- Said the same thing to me.

You can stay.

- Listen, as, uh, long
as you're here,

I need to run something
by someone Ted trusts.

But it needs to stay
between you and me, no Ted.

- That would depend on why
you don't want Ted to know.

- Because
he may have to put Lester

on the stand at some point,

and I don't wanna put him
in a position

of knowing Lester
might not be telling the truth.

So last night I'm going

through
Lester's police statement.

But then it hit me--
it sounded too similar

to the words he used with us.

People don't work like that.
- What are you saying?

- What if he got that statement
from a story?

I've been searching
the Internet

to find out if it came
from a book or a movie,

but so far, no dice.

- And you figure
because entertainment law

is my specialty,
I can help you.

- Can you?

- Give me his statement.
Let me see what I can do.

- Mr. Black, I see
you've located your client.

What exactly happened?

- Mr. Thompson apologizes
to the court, Your Honor.

He had a health scare.
- He was scared, all right.

Where'd you find him,
the bus station or the airport?

- That's enough, Ms. Smith.

- We have a sworn affidavit
from Lester's physician

explaining the situation.

- I'd like to hear
directly from Mr. Thompson.

- Your Honor,
I woke up yesterday

with a pain in my chest.

I didn't know what it was, but
it was getting worse and worse.

So I got in my car,
I rushed to my doctor,

and I forgot my phone.

By the time
I got to his office,

I thought I was having
a heart attack.

Any thought besides living
or dying left my head.

He ran a battery of tests--

- It turned out to be nothing
more than a panic attack.

- With all due respect,
Your Honor,

I ask for an investigation

into every bit
of this flimsy explanation.

- That affidavit is signed

by one of the country's
leading physicians.

- Sounds like it's from one

of the world's
leading fairy-tale authors.

- That's enough.

The court finds no reason
to doubt the sworn statement

of a respected
medical professional.

But, Mr. Thompson,
moving forward,

you so much as take
an extra-long bathroom break,

and I will put you in irons
in front of the jury.

- Understood, Your Honor.

- Let's take
a five-minute break

and get to the issue
on the table.

- I've redlined
the Drew Carey contract,

countered the Webster offer,
and I'm trading calls

with Sylvester Stallone's agent
about that book.

I'm rowing.
- What does that mean?

- It means I wanna help more.

- I'm gonna show you something.

Ted cannot know.

It's for his own protection.

- Erica, you can trust me.

- Take a look at this.

This is Lester's statement
to the police.

I need to know
if it reminds you of anything--

any movie or TV show
you might have seen.

- No, it doesn't.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

In this case, "no" is actually
the answer we're looking for.

- But you need to be sure?

Then what if it came from
a script that never got made?

- If it never got made,

the only person that would know
about it is Ted.

Lester's his client,
and we can't tell Ted.

- Except Ted wasn't the only
person who handled Lester.

- Okay, let's get to the issue
of admissibility

of the Thompson
divorce transcripts.

- Your Honor,
the prosecution's reasoning

for wanting to admit
these transcripts

is new information coming to
light from a newspaper article.

Well, it's our turn for new
information to come to light.

- Your Honor, we have here
an affidavit

from the reporter
who wrote that article,

stating he did so
at the specific request

of Ms. Smith.

- The whole thing was a plan
to get her access

to the transcripts.

- These are serious
allegations, Ms. Smith.

You care to respond?

- I only have one comment,
Your Honor.

Even if what they're saying is
true, the article was printed.

There's a legal presumption
the jury could have seen it.

You made your initial ruling
based on that,

and as far as the rules
of evidence are concerned,

nothing has changed.

- You're not
seriously considering

letting her get away with this?

Do ethics mean nothing
in this--

- Amanda.
- It's okay.

I understand her frustration.

As much as what Ms. Smith's
done turns my stomach,

legally speaking,
she is correct.

The transcripts are admitted.

Call in the jury.

- You immoral piece of filth.

- Don't get high and mighty
with me.

You think I believe
for a second

he didn't lie here today?

You sure know how to pick
a shady partner.

- Me? I know you broke the law
to get those transcripts

even before you got
that article planted.

- And how many people
would I have to go through

until I found one that said
Lester Thompson never set foot

in that doctor's office?

And for the record, I didn't
have the transcripts before,

but I have them now,

and I sure as hell
am gonna use them.

- This is
a really nice office, Rick.

Wow. Um, you deserve it.

- I don't trust
whatever you're here for.

- So you can call me
for a favor,

but I can't come here?

- Mine wasn't a real favor.

I just missed you.

- And I can't miss you?

- Do you?
- Maybe.

But that's not why I'm here.

You said part of you wished
we were still on the same side.

I need your help
with the Lester case.

- What can I do?

- You've read every script
Lester tried to option

in the past two years, correct?
- I did.

- Okay, so I'm gonna read
you a piece of dialogue,

and I want you to let me know
if any of this feels familiar.

- Okay.

- "I start to realize
I'm watching a man

"battle with himself
for his own sanity.

He starts getting darker"--

- "And darker and saying he
doesn't deserve to be here.

That's what he said--
'I don't deserve to be here.'"

- How do you--

- He didn't just option that
script--he wrote it himself.

I've read it 20 times.
- Damn.

- Don't tell me.

You were just reading Lester's
statement to the police?

- I was, and this is exactly
what he said to Kevin and Ted.

- So, basically, you're saying
Lester's entire story is a lie?

- That's what it looks like.

- Mrs. Thompson...

you said in this article...

that you believe
in Lester's innocence.

But isn't it true you filed
for divorce

within days of his
being charged with murder?

- Yes, I did,
but it was a stressful time--

- And when you met with your
husband's divorce attorney,

did you say,
"I'm not going to pretend

that Lester didn't kill Simon?"
- Yes.

But you're taking
that out of context.

- And didn't you go on to say
to the defendant,

"You killed him.
You knew, and you killed him"?

- I did, but if you'd let me
speak, I can explain--

- So what changed between you
leaving your husband

because he was guilty of murder

and you telling the world
you're standing by him

because he's a saint?

- I realized I was wrong.

- Seems plausible.

Or your husband
agreed to break a prenup

that would have left you
with nothing.

- Objection, Your Honor--
testifying.

- Withdrawn. You took a bribe,
Mrs. Thompson.

Isn't that what
really happened?

- No, I didn't.
- You don't believe him.

You never did.
- That's not true.

- You changed your tune
the second you signed

an agreement that would have
netted you a small fortune,

because you care more
about money

than about the fact that your
husband is guilty of murder.

Isn't that the truth?
- No, it's not.

- Your Honor.

- Got it--
you believe he didn't do it,

and you are furious at me
for asking.

I just have two points
I'd like to clarify.

Mrs. Thompson,
what did you do for a living

before meeting your husband?

- I was an actress.

- A good one?

Remember, you're under oath.

- Yes, I was good.

- And in between
what you said in that article

and those negotiations,

did Lester secure you a dream
role in an upcoming film?

- Yes. He did.

- And if that role had been
playing the wife of a murderer

who was paid to lie
on the stand,

would you have been convincing?

- Objection!
- Retracted.

I think we all know the answer.

No more questions, Your Honor.

- I think that's enough
for today.

- Took you long enough.
Look, I've been--

Wait a second. Who's he?
- This is Rick.

He used to work--
- Yeah, I heard of him.

What do you got?
- There you go.

- It's almost word for word.

- Like I said in the text,
we found something,

but you are not gonna like it.

- Are you 100% sure
Lester had access to this?

- Besides me, he's the only one
who had access to it.

No one else ever saw it,
I guarantee it.

- You trust this man
to keep this all to himself?

I mean, trust him
with your life?

- I do.

- I don't know the whole story
with you and Ted,

but seems pretty big
of you to do this.

- Thank you.

- And I know
I don't have to say this,

but you don't wanna
see me angry.

- Understood.

- He's all right.

- Well, what are you gonna do?

Let me worry about that.

- Okay, so she walks in.

Ted, why does this place
look so nice?

Because...

I have something...

that I wanna ask you.

I have something
to talk to you about.

No, ask you...

which I can't do
without a ring.

Let her in, then get the ring.

- What are you doing here?

- Ted, I got a call
while I was with Samantha.

Look, I couldn't keep it
from her.

Cameron was a client.

- What--what happened?
What's--what's going on?

- Pellegrini had
our impersonator murdered.

- Hey. What's going on?

You left
before we could huddle.

- Where did Kevin go
last night?

- What? What do you mean?

- Catch me up.
How'd you find Lester?

Or how about, why did Lester
go to your doctor for that exam

instead of his own?

- Come on.
- You're a piece of work.

You didn't just cover
for Lester going missing.

You set the whole damn thing
into motion to buy us time.

- Well, it worked, didn't it?
- That's what you have to say?

Not "I'm sorry"?

Not "I was wrong to let you put
your reputation on the line"?

But "You're welcome"?

- I didn't ask you to put
your reputation on the line.

- You sure as hell
didn't stop me.

- I couldn't stop it.
It was too late.

- Which brings us back to

you shouldn't have
done it in the first place!

- What is wrong with you?

I thought that you wanted
to crush this woman.

- Not by becoming
another version of her.

- Yeah, she got
an innocent man killed,

and I'm trying to set one free.

- How dare you use
that case against me?

You don't know anything
about that case.

And what Smith said about you
in the courtroom,

I just kept thinking
about it all day.

Maybe she's right.

What the hell was I doing
in that courtroom?

- Then why didn't
you just leave?

- Because that
would have looked terrible

for your client.

So I just sat there
and kept pushing it down.

But I'm not keeping it
down anymore.

- Well, if that's
the way that you feel,

then maybe
you shouldn't be helping me.

- Sounds like we agree
on something.

From this second on,
you're on your own.

- Oh, my God, so good.
- Mm-hmm.

- I haven't had
Katsuya baked crab

since your birthday.
- I know.

And they're actually known
for their spicy tuna.

- I'm not giving you
the last spicy tuna.

You think I didn't order more?

Yeah, I don't trust you.
- I think you do trust me...

Because you said so to Kevin
in front of me.

"Do you trust Rick
with your life?"

I believe was the question.

- That was, uh, out of context.

- Well, let's give it
some context, then.

First, you said
you might miss me.

And then you said you love me.
- I did not.

I did not say that I love you.

- But you thought it.

- You wish I thought it.

- Stuart.

- Hey, are you in the office?

Your jacket's here,
but I can't find you.

- I just stepped out
for a bite,

but I can be right back.

- You got a second to talk now?
- Sure.

What's going on?
- Well...

I wanted to apologize
for my behavior the other day.

You chose to come here instead
of staying where you were,

and I'm supposed to be setting
an example, and...

instead, I made a fool
of myself.

- It's okay.

I know you two have a longer
history than any of us.

- I just wouldn't want you

to regret your decision
because of me.

- Stuart, it's one moment.

Besides, sometimes two people
need to get it all out.

After that, you never know
what could happen.

- Good night, Rick.

- Good night.

That was, um...
- I get the picture.

- I better get back.

- You said the reason

we stopped doing
what we used to do

was because I didn't respect
the way you worked.

That's not the full story.

Ted was gonna give you
a promotion

that I thought I deserved.

To be in competition
with you...

while we were...

I couldn't.

- I understand.

I gotta go.

- Okay.

- You better be calling
to apologize.

- Samantha,
I was 100% in the wrong.

Stuart didn't do
what I accused him of, but...

even if he had...

That's no excuse
to walk into your house

and behave that way.

I'm sorry.

- Okay, then.

- That's not the reason
I'm calling.

I wanted to thank you.
- For what?

You know what.

- Well, we both know

you can't get
a good New York bagel out here.

Besides...
- It's tradition.

- Ted, I know how important
this case is for you.

And whether
you believe me or not,

I want you to be successful.

- I believe you.

- By the way, how's it going?

- Today was a bad day.

- Well, good luck tomorrow.

- Thanks.

Bye.

- Kevin, what are
you doing here?

Where's Ted?

- Ted can't help
you now, Lester.

Look familiar?
- Okay, what are you doing?

- I know you stole that story.
- Okay. H-hold on.

- And now I want the real one.

What the hell really happened?

- Okay, I killed him!

I killed him.

- I killed him.

- Aaron. Aaron!