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Previously... The law firm Jacobson Moore hid documents

that could've taken opioids off the market

ten years earlier.

Think of how many lives that could've saved.

Including our daughter's.

Darling, I've been trying to reach you.

Bitsy? Your sister's here.

Use it as research.

Remember, Matty Matlock does not exist without Bitsy.

Can we just clear the air about what happened?

You mean with my husband? I've had enough people

hand me their guilt. You can keep yours.

Talk to me about Slamm'd. I'm not loving

how much of the firm's money you've spent.

Drop in the bucket.

This is the case that's winning me partner.

There was an incident. Sorority girl named Violet

suffered a heart attack after someone spiked her drink with...

Slamm'd! That little mistake

just killed a girl. Violet's dead?

If it were your child,

wouldn't you want someone held responsible?

I'm not saying don't blame anybody.

I'm saying blame the right people. Help us.

Force them to take this product off the market.

What on the good earth is going on here?

I'm putting together evidence, and when I have enough,

I send it to The New York Times and let them take it from there.

The Redditor said, "One of these three."

I can't believe it's Olympia, my friend.

Custard.

Clinically proven.

Well, not clinically, but believe you me,

custard always makes everybody feel better.

Well, Matty and Olympia were very close.

The sadness is just going to have to

take time to get through her system.

Oh, I understand sadness. I was married to Burt, remember?

Well, we'll both have to support her.

Morning!

Everybody ready? Big day.

Wh-What's happening?

Oh, we're reaching out to the Redditor.

What's a Redditor? Not what. Who.

ReadEmAndWeep31.

It's a person who posted on the Reddit board

about the hidden

Wellbrexa documents.

Do they work in the law office?

Don't know. They could be anywhere.

Darling, hold up.

You never reached out before?

Yeah, two years ago.

But they told us to basically, "Figure it out yourself."

And now we have. Olympia did it.

We know when the documents were stolen, what day, what time.

But do we know what was in the documents?

I'm just, I'm just trying to catch up.

Not yet.

But that's what ReadEmAndWeep31 is gonna tell us.

Get her to talk about her feelings.

Can you make that custard first?

Sweetheart, broken record here,

but are you sure you're feeling okay?

You and Olympia were friends.

I thought Olympia was someone she isn't.

And she definitely thinks I'm someone I'm not.

Things were getting muddy, that's all.

Glad to have clarity.

So now it's time to finish this.

Oh, Matty. The judge ruled in our favor.

Whew, it was a hard-fought battle, but he said

the Slamm'd class action can

continue without a named plaintiff.

So Tucker taking the settlement didn't end our case.

Wow. That's terrific news.

Let me drop my bag.

Go, team.

Okay.

There's only one thing that matters,

and that's winning, at all costs.

Right, so,

I've gone through our whole class.

I have suggestions on who we certify next.

We can't certify anybody. That'll take months.

The firm has spent too much money on this trial already.

Exactly. We stay the course and finish

without a named plaintiff.

We focus on predatory marketing, dangerous product.

The jury will see an empty seat.

They'll wonder where Tucker is.

I know, and I have an answer.

Violet Reed.

She died at her sorority after drinking Slamm'd.

It's perfect.

Senior wants to talk to me.

What? Yeah.

Sorry, I'm confused.

We can't get Violet in as a plaintiff.

Well, no, not officially.

But her mom, Lydia, can talk about her.

And that way, she becomes

the de facto plaintiff in the jury's hearts.

I love it.

Exactly. We lean in to Tucker's absence.

"He's lucky he had the chance to settle.

Violet couldn't."

Let them try to beat up a grieving mom on the stand.

Matty,

will you see if Lydia will testify?

Tell her you'll do the questioning.

Of course. I'm the dead child whisperer.

I'm just kidding, folks.

Let me call Lydia. Thank you.

Billy, update me.

You're meeting with Connecticut PD?

First thing tomorrow morning.

They broke up the party three years ago,

same party that had the cans of Slamm'd

in the background. Perfect.

Look, we only need one piece of direct evidence

that proves Slamm'd financed those high school parties.

Uh-oh. What's that face mean?

Senior's pulling me from the case.

He said too many resources have been spent already.

I'm sorry.

Don't freak out.

Just promise me

you're not gonna freak out.

What's happening? Is it the Redditor?

Did Alfie hear something?

No, but, uh, he may be a little distracted by his crush.

His what?!

Don't scream.

I need every single detail.

Her name is Molly.

Molly.

She's the reason he's taking the after-school magic class.

No! Yes!

And are you ready?

I don't know. Am I?

No, you're not, but get ready.

Okay.

Alfie asked me if I would help him make

a cupcake to ask her to the dance,

"as a friend,"

and he also wants my thoughts on his wardrobe.

Did he actually say...

"Wardrobe," yes.

And when he said it, he...

Did he do that... The serious eyebrows.

He trusts you.

I'm so glad.

Ellie did, too.

She thought her Aunt Itsy Bitsy hung the moon.

Now, don't make me cry.

I've got on about a pound of makeup.

Olympia.

Let me get to my office.

Can you keep my sister occupied?

I have to call Olympia as Matty Matlock,

and the last thing I need is Bitsy overhearing.

She won't think me imitating her is funny, believe you me.

No problem.

I will just ask her a question about anything.

Oh, God, Olympia, leave me alone.

Damn! Answer, Matty.

You okay?

Got a big old vote of no confidence from your father.

Welcome to my childhood.

Now imagine you're nine and you asked him

if he liked your diorama.

Uh, I'll come back.

Ah-ah-ah.

All right.

Our divorce papers?

Oh. Yeah.

Trying to get in my head so I lose this class action

and you win the partner race?

Definitely not. I have things brewing.

I want a fair fight.

I thought we could sign them together.

Is that cheesy?

Yes.

Also sweet.

Let's do it. After I win this case.

Can't let emotion in yet.

So, what's brewing?

I found an apartment

that's right next door to an ice cream shop.

The twins are gonna love it.

Ooh, oh, wow.

I was talking about the partner race. Oh, I know.

I said I'd fight you, not help you.

Matty, finally.

Olympia's been texting all morning.

And all night.

I don't know how you keep smiling to her face.

I got mad at Cindy Shapiro once at a water aerobics class.

And I tried to ignore it during canasta,

but by the time she dealt the first card,

I said, "Don't you ever steal my pool noodle again."

Trust me, I get it.

You do?

Yeah, but I'm almost at the end of this thing,

and I just have to keep my game face on.

I don't know anything

about game faces, but I do know about biscuits,

and trust me, you hand these out to the jury, and you'll win.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's a bribe.

You let me know if the Redditor responds,

and you let me know

if the magician responds.

Now wish me luck in court.

Mmm!

BITSY and EDWIN: Luck in court.

Uh-huh.

Every parent thinks their child is special.

But Violet, she really was.

Who do you blame for Violet's death?

Objection. Sustained.

Slamm'd. Oops.

Um, "sustained" means you don't answer.

I get them mixed up, too.

What's the official cause of Violet's death?

Poisoning because of their product.

Objection, Your Honor. With all due respect,

her daughter had a rare heart condition.

She's not exactly your average consumer.

Sustained.

Stick within the appropriate bounds, Counselor.

Understood.

Opposing counsel brought up Violet's arrythmia,

so I assume I can discuss that.

I don't, I don't want to mess up again.

I appreciate that.

When was Violet diagnosed with a heart condition?

When she was four.

And did she ever end up in the emergency room?

Six times.

But the last time was in 2014.

And what changed in 2014?

She turned eight.

And she decided she wasn't going back to the hospital.

Quite the declaration.

That's who she was.

Determined.

After that...

my little girl read every label, every ingredient.

She took her...

health into her own hands.

I'd like to submit into evidence Violet's medical records.

I don't have the records. What?

We just went over this this morning.

Just building a little dramatic tension here.

Believe you me,

haven't heard a room this quiet since I accused my ex-husband

of sleeping with a hooker on our anniversary.

And then he said, "Which one?"

Counselor, do you want to proceed with your direct?

She does, Your Honor. Right now.

Sorry. Got pulled back there for a second.

Where were we? Um, yes.

Violet's medical records.

A gift.

I know you like binder clips,

the ones with the rubber grips.

Why are you down here, and what do you want, Ms. Franklin?

I want to take care of those who take care of me.

Okay. I also want to know

if you've assigned Olympia's old office.

I have.

And?

It went to Simone Delgado.

What?

I was strong-armed, which I don't appreciate.

Policy is policy. I hate rule breakers.

Who strong-armed you?

The order came from on high.

Senior?

A little less high.

Julian.

But why?

You didn't hear it from me,

but something about his team needing more space.

Huh.

I'm really sorry.

I can't believe I forgot that report.

Are you sure something isn't going on with you, Matty?

Oh, it's just a mistake. That's all.

It won't happen again.

So I can count on you?

Of course. Always.

I need good news. Well, that's what I have.

The Connecticut PD responded to a noise complaint made about

a Slamm'd party that took place in an abandoned warehouse.

Kids scattered like ants, but there was a DJ.

They cited him for playing without a permit.

Tell me you got the DJ's info.

Name, address, height, weight and star sign.

Great work, Billy.

Take Sarah and track him down

while I lay out our predatory marketing defense.

No, we don't market to minors.

Would you say you market to boomers?

We don't discriminate.

Young professionals?

Same answer. Hmm.

Where are the boomers in your ads?

Or the young professionals?

Advertisements are aspirational.

I don't look like the models from J.Crew,

but I still wear the clothes.

Great point.

And you do that because of subliminal advertising?

Usually, yes.

And can you define that term for the jury?

Subliminal advertisements

are supposed to slip past your normal perception

and embed in your subconscious.

Got it.

And the majority of your promotional events

don't take place at bars.

They take place on college campuses, correct?

Where three-quarters of the population is under 21.

That still leaves one-quarter above 21. Okay.

So let's say you are marketing your drug...

Your Honor.

What is... Drink. Drink. I'm sorry.

Running on fumes.

That was not a subliminal message.

Let's say you are marketing

your very strong drink to 21- and 22-year-olds.

They'd have little to no experience with alcohol, right?

I would assume.

So, your slogan,

"Five times the alcohol, ten times the fun,"

might be appealing to these young people?

We hope that our product is used responsibly,

once you're of legal age.

Let's talk about your mascot,

a cartoon tiger.

I call it a character, not a cartoon.

That's what many people said about this guy.

Recognize him?

Joe Camel.

Why was Joe Camel discontinued?

The FTC thought the campaign was targeting minors.

Ah.

Aw, they could be friends.

Objection. Your Honor...

No more questions. Thank you.

Ms. Dinh, let's talk about this tiger, shall we?

Got some slides of my own.

Do you know what that logo sells?

Yes. Toilet paper.

Would you classify toilet paper as a product

geared to children only?

Let's hope not.

Ms. Dinh,

as president for marketing

of Slamm'd parent company Hyperfuel,

how would you respond if I told you

that your advertising was being called predatory?

I'd say the only thing predatory going on here is the litigation.

Objection. Speculation.

Sustained.

Sorry. My mistake.

Must be running on fumes.

I'm done.

♪ I found love ♪

♪ For me ♪

♪ Darling, just dive right in... ♪

Okay, now you just make a...

uh, a frame with your arms, kind of, kind of like a box.

I don't think me and Molly will dance.

She mostly just shows me magic tricks.

Just in case, you want to be prepared.

I remember when I was your age, and I went on a picnic,

and I didn't bring a bathing suit.

I didn't know that we were gonna wind up at the river.

Honey, you're doing real good.

Just look me in the eye, okay?

Well, you know what happened?

You ended up at the river?

Close. A creek.

Anyway, now you have something to do

if the magic tricks get old.

It won't. Molly knows like a hundred.

♪ To carry children of our own... ♪

I'm taking a girl to the dance.

As a friend. It's not a big deal.

Cool.

Doesn't seem like a big deal.

♪ Against all odds ♪

♪ I know we'll be all right this time... ♪

Bitsy.

Bitsy, what you saw in the courtroom...

I thought we had a breakthrough.

I thought that you respected me,

but you just see my life as a joke.

I don't. I needed... Stop.

Just stop.

Now, I'm gonna stay here for the dance, for Alfie.

And then after that,

I will leave you to whatever your life is.

Or mine, I guess.

Okay, I've got some good news and some bad news.

Which would you like?

Well, why break the streak I'm on?

Give me the bad news. Okay.

Uh, ReadEmAndWeep31 did not reply to our message.

And the good news?

They fell for the phishing trap.

They clicked

on the evidence link that we included.

The honeypot?

And guess where their ISP led back to.

Jacobson Moore.

The Redditor still works at the firm.

If the Redditor still works at Jacobson Moore,

then we need a list of everyone

who worked there... 14 years ago.

There were 63 employees.

Edwin.

Although,

there could be one more.

Huh?

Shae.

You think Shae could be the Redditor?

Well, think about it, Edwin.

She consulted with Wellbrexa then.

She hates lies.

If it is her,

maybe I can draw her out with subliminal advertising.

No one must know we discussed this.

Don't you worry. I will find out.

Dog with a bone.

Hi, Matty.

Dog bones, huh?

Hope that means good news for Barry Manilow.

His bowel movements are firm again, finally.

Well, that's the dream right there, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

You two planning a bank heist?

No. We might...

start a book club.

Okay, fine.

Belvin saw an injustice,

and I am trying to get to the bottom of it.

Well, why can't she do it?

Because she is not dating Simone.

Why won't you use your depraved sexual connection...

sorry, romantic connection that I am totally rooting for...

to find out what Julian is hiding?

Again, I'm not gonna spy on Simone.

Again, you're the only one who can.

It's not like I can stick my tongue down her throat.

Even though I would.

That's how far I would go to protect Olympia.

Dear God, please let me unsee that image.

Focus on the DJ.

Think about it this way.

Who are you more loyal to, Simone or Olympia?

Hey, yo, yo!

I'm DJ Flexmaster.

Welcome to Cribs.

I'm just kidding. Come on in.

Hey.

So you have no idea who hired you for the party?

Mm-mm.

Wait, wait, lucky days!

I found the DM.

But, uh, the account's been deleted,

so there's no username anymore.

Yeah.

Venmo came in a few hours before the gig.

Username VP123. No photo.

Cash came in no problem.

They even sent some hella cool swag.

Told me to give it out.

Do you have any left? Probably.

I don't throw anything out, because, you know, landfills.

Right.

Hell yeah!

Jackpot!

You guys want some Slamm'd

or a PopSocket, a visor?

You can never have too many visors, right?

I believe you believe that.

Wait, there's a label.

It's too faded to see the return address.

Yeah, but there's a barcode.

Maybe we can scan it.

The box is untraceable.

Couldn't track down

whoever VP123 is either.

Which means still no leads on who threw the party,

but we did find something else.

At first we thought these were

the usual Slamm'd cans, but they're not.

They must be the beta version.

They were testing out different colors, logos, fonts.

Makes sense.

The parties were before Slamm'd went to market.

Exactly. Which means they had to come directly from Slamm'd,

which means Slamm'd has to be connected to the parties.

That's our link.

You did great work. Problem is,

defense will argue he got the cans from somewhere else.

They could've fallen off the back of a truck.

It's all circumstantial.

But the DJ was paid.

And we don't know how.

Because they buried it with creative accounting.

Single-use vendor, an errant payment,

even a charitable donation.

That way, they wouldn't have to disclose,

which is completely unethical.

They'd do that?

Oh, you wouldn't believe

the shady ways corporations cover things up.

It makes me so crazy.

Well, these were research and development parties, right?

So what were they researching?

That's easy to figure out.

Look at what changed on the can.

It's a different tiger.

So the mascot.

Also, the warning label has slightly different wording.

So the language.

Wait. Are there studies

that match those changes in discovery?

Because there is always a study

before a company changes anything,

whether it's a warning label, a color, a character.

There is one for the warning label, but there is

nothing about the tiger.

They must have hidden it from discovery.

There's a missing document.

Shae just said that every time

a company changes anything on a product,

there has to be a study.

So go back through the Wellbrexa opioid file.

Look for every single dose change,

every single word change on every warning label.

I'm guessing there's a study missing.

The missing document?

Exactly.

Great timing!

My team is following a major development in the Slamm'd case.

Thanks for coming to court, by the way.

Ah, you looked good out there.

Landed a few uppercuts, drew some blood.

I try.

Always.

Which is why Slamm'd made us an offer.

What? I didn't see anything come in.

They came directly to me.

What's the number?

Enough to cover all the money that you've spent on this case.

Meaning we get nothing? No damages?

Meaning the firm breaks even.

Which I'd say is a pretty good deal,

given our circumstances.

And the drink?

Stays on the market.

As is? The judge won't sign off on that.

Oh, he already did.

There's only one signature left, and it's yours.

There's a 24-hour clock

on the offer.

Look, if Slamm'd went behind my back to negotiate with you,

it's because they're scared.

I just need a little more time.

Being partner isn't just about winning.

It's about doing what's best for the firm.

Don't make me say "or else," kid. Hmm?

What are you doing?

We heard Senior shut us down.

No, S-Senior communicated an offer.

Which is still good for another 22 hours and 48 minutes.

Okay.

Let's go. What's next?

I put Kennedy on the stand.

Even if we don't have proof Slamm'd threw the parties?

You're not listening. We've run out of time!

Look, I have to go prepare for Kennedy's testimony.

If you want to help me, keep looking for a connection

between Slamm'd and that party.

Okay.

Let's get to it.

Seriously? We are up against the clock,

and you stop your work to get your ass groped by Beelzebub?

Relax. I did it so I could see what Olympia was up against.

Really? Mm-hmm.

And?

And I saw a contract on Simone's desk

for the new client that Julian just signed: Optireon.

The AI start-up?

Their retainer alone is

probably more than Olympia billed all year.

Let's not tell her.

We only have 18 hours left, and the last thing she needs

is more pressure.

Wow.

That's some real emotional intelligence right there.

I have a great mentor.

Who doesn't need any more bad news

until we can give her good news.

What was the Venmo handle that sent

DJ Flexmaster his payment?

VP123. Why?

I think I might have some good news.

Your Honor,

while combing through the books of Hyperfuel's charitable arm,

my team found payments to a vendor called VistaPoint.

The dates of these payments correspond

with several of the underage parties we've documented.

Here's a police report and a Venmo receipt

pertaining to a DJ who worked one of the parties.

He was cited by Connecticut PD, and as you can see, he was paid

by VP123, VistaPoint's Venmo handle.

So Slamm'd paid VistaPoint.

VistaPoint threw these parties. Exactly.

And they intentionally hid these from us during discovery.

Whoa. There is nothing that indicates this was intentional.

It was clearly an innocent mistake.

Oh, please. My client turned over

thousands of pages of research and development.

And missed this?

Your Honor, concealing evidence

is an affront to our justice system.

I urge you to issue terminating sanctions

and enter a swift and final judgment in our favor.

So did we win on summary judgment?

No. But they're sending over the additional discovery,

and the judge is going to order preclusion sanctions,

prohibiting them from contesting anything related

to the underage parties when we bring them up.

That's it?

Their attorney said that it was an oversight.

It wasn't.

No, but it's smart lawyering.

We'd be playing the same strategy

if we were on the other side.

It's dirty pool. I don't play like that.

You saying that I do? I'm saying

you turn over everything, even if you know it's gonna hurt you.

Period.

What they did wasn't smart lawyering.

No, but how she recovered

was smart lawyering.

What is your problem, Matty?

I'm just saying, there's right and there's wrong.

Go home.

What?

I don't need negativity around me. Not tonight.

Good night.

Oh, man.

Rhonda.

Can I ask you a quick question?

Uh, where's Matty?

She went home. Family issue.

It's just, we might need her.

We don't. Kennedy goes on the stand in the morning.

I'll be in my office prepping.

Any word on the VistaPoint discovery?

It just arrived. That's why we were hoping Matty was here.

Why?

Classic document dump.

They sent over everything but the kitchen sink.

That could be in here, too.

Okay, we've got 14 hours. Let's go.

What are you doing home?

Accidentally hit Olympia with a pool noodle.

Oh. Uh, come on, Alfie.

But we have to find the study. Oh.

I know you felt like a joke.

I made you feel like a joke.

That wasn't my intention.

The truth is,

I chose to be you because...

...you're more likable than I am, Bitsy.

It's true.

You always have been.

I thought it was because you had a different upbringing.

Mom was a drunk when I was a kid.

Had to put on my hard shell.

But you didn't have it easier.

You just took it easier.

You didn't let her turn you into a grouchy old turtle.

Don't you call my big sister a turtle.

You're not, you know?

You're just a big old squish

when you let yourself feel things.

I remember taking Ellie to elementary school in 1987

and met Joyce Webster.

I was 38 years old.

That's how old I was

when I made my last real friend.

Before Olympia.

I mean,

I had work friends.

I had mom friends.

I'm just really gonna miss her.

Yes, you are.

And that's okay.

You know what else I think?

I think you fell in love with being a lawyer all over again.

And you don't have to give that up.

You don't have to stay.

We still have nine hours.

Not we. Me.

Why do you care so much?

I work for Jacobson Moore.

Lots of money at stake.

And I feel responsible.

If I hadn't done what I did

with your husband...

...you wouldn't have hired those terrible jury consultants.

And I just wanted to say I'm so sorry.

Look, I-I knew you guys were unhappy.

And I made the first move.

If that changes anything.

It doesn't.

Julian's a grown-ass man.

But understood and moving forward.

Now keep looking.

Everyone?

What'd you find?

That must be it.

I was going through R and D

on a kids' sports drink that Hyperfuel was developing,

and I found a focus group.

Watch this.

You think that's what the missing document is?

It must be.

Because it's the only label change

that doesn't have a study attached.

Wellbrexa came up with their time-release coating,

and they put on the label: "Do not crush tablets

or it leads to rapid release and absorption."

Except we know people did crush it,

addictions climbed, and there was a spike in sales.

Because it wasn't a warning label.

It was a how-to guide.

How to get more high.

That's what the study must have said.

And that's why they made it disappear.

I-I think...

...we just figured it out.

Well, what's next?

I write a message to the Redditor.

And I know exactly what I'm gonna say.

Hi again.

First, I want you to know that your actions mattered.

Your post on that Reddit board changed my life.

And I know why you did it.

Why you screamed into the void.

You posted because you knew right from wrong

and you stand for what's right.

The truth.

The rules.

The hard shell of justice.

But that's not why you're going to come out of hiding.

You'll come out of hiding because of what's underneath.

The squishy stuff.

You'll come out of hiding because you care.

You ready?

Introducing the most stylish teenager

this side of the Mississippi.

You'll come out of hiding

for the children who lost their parents.

For the parents who can't smile without them.

Who can't laugh.

Who are finding it hard to do anything.

Your chariot awaits.

You can't know what they're going through, but you care.

And that's why you'll come forward.

I'm going home with a full heart.

Thanks for helping him.

Actually, it got me and Edwin thinking.

You and Alfie have a pretty special bond.

And...

Well, if anything should ever happen to me and Edwin,

would you be Alfie's guardian?

Oh!

Thanks for coming back.

Ms. Dinh, you testified

that you chose the tiger mascot on the Slamm'd can by conducting

focus groups of adults in their 20s through 50s, correct?

Yes.

But when it came to

what type of tiger, you tested them

at off-the-books parties

that you failed to turn over during discovery.

Is that correct?

Yes, but...

And those parties apparently had high schoolers.

With fake IDs. Yes or no.

Yes.

Here is the tiger that you were testing at those parties.

It looks pretty mean and scary, doesn't it?

It's a more aggressive tiger,

yes.

Yeah, I see.

But this is the tiger that ended up on the can

by the time Slamm'd made it to market.

Way more friendly.

What changed in the period of time between these two cans?

It was so many years ago.

I'm sure it was just rounds of revisions from art department,

internal conversations, that kind of thing.

No new focus groups?

Not that I can recall. Hmm.

I mean, you have a focus group

for every other marketing decision.

So I find it very, very odd

that there's no focus group for this one.

There was not a Slamm'd focus group

before the tiger change, no. I agree.

But do you know what my team found

when they were going through the rest of the discovery

that you failed to turn over?

A different focus group.

That your company sponsored to test a sports drink for kids.

And this focus group was made up of 14-year-olds.

Admitting this into evidence.

I'm sorry it's late again. They hid it.

So, how many of you would like this on your sports drink?

Okay. And this one?

Wow.

And when was the date of this focus group?

In March 2022.

After this focus group,

you changed the tiger, didn't you?

Because you were

targeting children.

Trying to get them hooked as young as 14.

Make them customers for life.

40 million!

Hell of a settlement.

See, I always do what's best for the firm.

I know you do, even if it means breaking the rules.

But then again, you knew that.

Matlock.

My turn to congratulate her?

I just wanted to apologize.

You were right. I've been off.

And I-I don't know if it's the pressure or...

well, it might be my age.

I hate to admit it, but...

things just hurt more than they used to.

Makes me cranky.

That must be hard.

And believe you me, I get it.

This case made me cranky, too.

So we're good?

We're great.

Oh, it's, uh, Julian. I should...

I'll leave you to it.

Hello.

So we're really toasting our divorce?

No, we're toasting the fact

that it was amicable and that it lasted 12 years,

which beats all four of my father's marriages combined.

And, um, we're toasting our family.

Which continues.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

I've just been holding in a lot.

Can finally let it out.

Yeah, goodbyes are hard. This isn't a goodbye.

This is an, "I'll see you tomorrow

and can you remind Court to brush his teeth."

You're right. Shall we?

By the way, congrats on Slamm'd.

My dad was glowing when he talked about the settlement.

Thank you. And now you can wipe that smug smile off your face.

What?

"What?"

Optireon?

Uh-huh.

How'd you know about that?

I got ears everywhere.

Well, uh, may the best future partner win.

No sign of our Redditor yet.

EDWIN It's only 5:56.

She's still got four minutes.

I hope my message worked.

Edwin.

She's here.

♪ You know I can't smile without you... ♪

What's a Redditor?

Not what. Who.

ReadEmAndWeep31.

Just email me a request, per the rules.

I got hives when Barry Manilow was sick.

Your fur baby?

Belvin saw an injustice,

and I am trying to get to the bottom of it.

♪ To do anything ♪

♪ You see, I feel sad ♪

♪ When you're sad ♪

♪ I feel glad when you're glad... ♪

Hi.

It isn't Shae.

But I know who it is.

You'll come out of hiding

for the children who lost their parents.

For the parents who can't smile without them.

♪ I can't smile without you ♪

Who can't laugh.

♪ I can't laugh ♪

Who are finding it hard to do anything.

♪ I'm finding it hard to do anything... ♪

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