All language subtitles for Matlock.2024.S01E16.480p.x264-RUBiK_Track3

Previously...
Good evening, Marcus.

Good evening, Mrs. Kingston.

MATTY: The law firm
Jacobson Moore hid documents

that could have taken opioids
off the market

ten years earlier.

Think of how many lives
that could have saved.

Including our daughter's.

That pen is a recording device.

Julian? The partner
race. The divorce.

What did I do before you,
Madeline Matlock?

How about invasion
of privacy?

JULIAN:
Can we start fresh?

I just want honesty.

Done.

So, no more looking back?

SENIOR:
Talk to me about Slamm'd.

This is the case
that's winning me partner.

SENIOR:
$40 million!

Hell of a settlement.

EDWIN:
Olympia is a suspect.

Are you sure
you're feeling okay?

You and Olympia were friends.
MATTY: I thought

Olympia was someone she isn't.

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

Glad to have clarity.

Oh, we're reaching out
to the Redditor.

BITSY:
What's a Redditor?

It's a person who posted
on the Reddit board

about the hidden
Wellbrexa documents.

ReadEmAndWeep31.

I got hives when
Barry Manilow was sick.

MATTY:
Your fur baby?

BELVIN:
Exactly.

MATTY:
ReadEmAndWeep31.

But I know who it is.

(phone buzzing)

(phone continues buzzing)

Hello?

DISTORTED VOICE:
Hello, Emmalyn.
(gasps)

Thank you for coming.

I knew that you cared.
Where are you?

(normal voice):
Where I can see
that your shoes are black

(distorted):
and your top is green.

I just have a few questions.

Then come out and talk to me.

Did you look through
the information I sent you?

We know what
the missing documents were:

a marketing study.

I just need you
to confirm our timeline.

Not until I know who you are.
It's not fair.

Fair?

You want to talk
about what's fair?

You knew that Wellbrexa took
those documents 14 years ago,

and you didn't come forward,
and people died.

I did what I could.

No.

You posted on a Reddit board,
and you hid.

Like you're hiding now?

The timeline.

Did you look at it?

I did. And it's wrong.

Wrong? In what way?

(disconnect tone beeps)

(sighs)

Edwin, I'm telling you,

it took every ounce of willpower
not to march over there

and just shake that
smugness right out of her.

Is she telling the truth
or is she bluffing?

I don't know.
And I hate that I don't know.

Well, if we're wrong
about the window

when the study
was stolen,

we could also be
wrong about Olympia doing...

Stop. I'm not letting
that thought in.

I made the mistake
of letting my heart

lead my head once, and
that's not happening again.

We need to find out if
Belvin is telling the truth.

What are you thinking?

The carrot didn't work, so
now it's time for the stick.

Ah.

(elevator bell dings)

OLYMPIA:
Wait up, Matty.

Ah, there she is.
(laughs)

All decked out
for her victory lap.

Just reminding everyone

that we do it backwards
and in heels.
(laughs)

Ooh, can you make drinks
tonight?

I want to take our whole team
out to celebrate.

Aw, shucks.

Alfie's got some
biology thingamadoodle,

and I'm on cut and glue duty.

Cut and glue duty
is important.
(laughs)

But we're good, right?

You and me?

These last few weeks with
Slamm'd have been... slammed.

(chuckles)
And I just want to say

that I clearly couldn't have
done it without you.

And when I
make partner--

knock on elevator...
(chuckles)

...I'll need you by my side.

Well, good, 'cause
that's where I'm posting up.

(elevator bell dings,
doors open)

(quiet murmuring)

Morning, Kyle.

Have I died
and I'm the last to know?

Let's talk.

BILLY: Matty, hi.
I need your call

on our respectful
disagreement.

Disagreement, yes.

Respectful, less so,
'cause you are wrong.

She's gonna jinx it.
You can't jinx a shoo-in.

You can by calling it a shoo-in.

Just wait until after Olympia
presents her final presentation

to the partner board to
ask for your first case.

SARAH: Okay, you can say that
because you already had a case.

Olympia's in a good mood.
It's the right time to ask.

I can't believe this.

Elijah just told me
that the partner board

is unhappy
with my performance.

And there's the jinx.
What? Why?

Apparently, there's a sense
amongst the corporate clients

that my Slamm'd class action
took down one of their own.

Suddenly, I'm not a team player
or partner material.

I can't even win when I win.

(phone dings)

Amina's here.

I'll see you guys
in the conference room.

Who's Amina?

The old you.

Well, actually the young you.
The old young you.

Olympia's law school bestie.

Took two very different paths.

Olympia went corporate,

and Amina joined
the public defender's office.

Golden handcuffs
versus real handcuffs.
Exactly.

(laughing)
(sighs)

Olympia, this is
Isabel Sanchez.
Mm-hmm. Hi.

Isabel, this is

the only person
I'm scared of in court.

Oh, okay. You're here
because you need something.

Of course I need something.

I made an appointment
and everything.

But you are great
and resourceful and well-funded.

Which is what
Isabel needs.

Got it. What's going on?

I was on a jury 21 years ago,

and we got it wrong.

There's a man
sitting in a prison

for a crime
he didn't commit.

Amina said
maybe you could help him.

AMINA:
Eugene Molina was

a doorman charged with murdering

one of the building's tenants,
Linda Gallo.

And this was 21 years ago?

Prosecution argued
Linda lodged a complaint,

Gene snapped,

used his doorman key
to get in

and stabbed her to death
in the nine-minute window

he left his desk

to pick up dinner
for another tenant.

Must have been some complaint.

It wasn't. That's the thing.

She complained about
all the doormen.

It didn't make sense.

Any eyewitnesses?

An unreliable one. Teenager.

Said the man was six feet.

Gene's only five-six.

She picked him out of
a lineup, but the NYPD

was still doing
single blinds back then.

OLYMPIA:
DNA?

None of it matched Gene.

And the police
tested everything.

The carpet, magazines,

the socks under
the couch,

the spoon on the floor
near the body.

Plus the caviar thing.

What's that?

Well, during the original trial,

they show us all these pictures
of the crime scene,

and there was
this trail of caviar

from the kitchen
to the living room.

But the rest of the
apartment: spotless.

And Linda was
one of those ladies

with a housekeeper
who came every single day.

Hmm, she could've made the mess
herself before she died.

Autopsy said Linda
hadn't eaten in hours.

She still had
her jacket on.

She just got home.
It doesn't make sense.

Gene was so mad, he went
to pick up a tenant's dinner,

ran upstairs, murdered Linda,
had some caviar in nine minutes?

That does sound
pretty insane.

So, what happened
in deliberation?

Everyone else thought he did it.

I brought up
the caviar

over and over, but nothing.

But you must have voted guilty.

Or else it would've been
a hung jury.

Not at first. I said no.

I tried to
talk, but Dale,

the foreman, he told me I was
wasting everyone's time.

He said I was just
dragging this out

so I can get a free lunch
from the government.

Geez.
And he kept on
screaming at me.

And everyone else
agreed with him.

He took away my chair
so I had to stand,

and I just--

I caved.

And Gene was found guilty.

And I have
regretted it

every day since.

Then why did you wait so long

to come forward?

Sorry.

I'm just trying to understand.

I just thought eventually
it would right itself,

that one of his appeals
would work.

When the last one was denied,
I called the D.A.

Amina was the only one
who would help me.

But I can't.
I mean, not really.

We have no resources
at my office.

Can we have a moment?
In private?

(softly):
It's okay.

AMINA:
Oh, no,

that's the look
you gave Mills

when he gave you
a B-plus in Torts.

I don't even know
what the case is about.

I was hoping you'd have one
of those Hail Mary epiphanies.

Like the night you figured out
the meaning of life.

Okay, there were
other substances involved.
Mm-hmm.

And I believe my answer was
"Gouda and Cristal."

Have yet to hear
a better one.
(chuckles)

Come on, after Slamm'd,

you got to have
some capital around here.

Spend it developing
novel legal arguments

for someone who needs you.

Oh, what the hell?
That mean you're in?

That means I'll talk
to Gene, then I'll decide.
Mm.

But in return,

there is something
I need from you.

(lock buzzes, latch clicks)

A juror thinks I didn't do it?

She does.

She thought your case
would resolve on appeal,

and when it didn't,
she found us.

So we wanted to hear from you.

Can you walk us through
the night of Linda's murder?

It's all in the transcripts.

Right.

But is there anything
you want to add,

anything you think
they missed

or you didn't get to say?

I said everything.

I read that

you left your post
to go across the street

to pick up food
for a tenant, correct?

Life before DoorDash, huh?

What's DoorDash?

Sorry. Right.

Look, Gene,
if you don't want our help...

It's been 21 years.

I have a routine.

I work in the library.

It's a hard job to get,
but get to read a lot.

Law mostly.

So what are you saying?

You're afraid to hope?

That's right, Gene?

(sighs)

All those years,
during the appeals,

I'd think, finally this
nightmare would be over.

Made myself sick.

Had to just move on.

Understood.

You don't have to hope.

In fact, you shouldn't.

Just answer our questions.

And if there's hope,
we'll carry it for you.

Why did Linda

file a complaint about you?

I forgot
to bring up her dry cleaning.

She filed about two a month.
That's who she was.

I felt bad for her.

All that money,
but she was lonely.

So she complained.

I apologized
after her dinner party.

When she left for the Hamptons
the next morning, we were fine.

And that was the last time
you saw her alive?

Exactly.

On Saturday, I went out
to get dinner for 3A.

Didn't know Linda was home, but
she came back to the city early,

and the next thing
I know, she's dead.

And I'm being charged.

OLYMPIA:
He didn't do it.

No way, no how, no chance.

So we're taking
the case?

We are,

and since all of Gene's
appeals have been exhausted,

we are going to have to use
a pretty brilliant workaround.

Cool. What's the workaround?

I have no idea.

How are we even supposed
to get in front of a judge

if Gene's exhausted his appeals?
Isabel's on the phone.

I'll call her right back
as soon as we have a plan.

BILLY:
I can't imagine
what it's been like,

carrying that guilt
all these years.

Probably not as bad
as it's been for Gene

sitting in a prison cell
for 21 years.

Ooh, cold and callous
is usually my thing,

but I like this
on you.

I'm just saying, Isabel got
to decorate Christmas trees,

blow out birthday candles,

and go to the
grocery store.

She had a life.

A life haunted by
an extremely traumatic

experience
in a jury room

that no one should ever
have gone through.
That's it.

Isabel was belittled,
berated,

and battered
into silence.

That foreman Dale was
intentionally bullying her

into voting guilty.

Intentional infliction
of emotional distress.

Yup. An IIED is our door
into Gene's case.

We go through
Isabel's trauma.

Mailroom just dropped this.

(whimpers)

(gasps)

CROSS:
This is insanity.

First off, the statute
of limitations has long passed.

Incorrect.
It resets on appeal.

And Eugene Molina's
last one was rejected

three months ago.
Fascinating.

Unfortunately,
you can't sue a juror.

Juror immunity is a fundamental
principle in our legal system.

Oh, so you can steal
from a fellow juror?

Murder a fellow juror?
I didn't murder...

Shh! Don't be ridiculous.

Verbal and emotional harassment
is not your right

as a jury foreman.

Things can get heated

in the
deliberation room.

Agreed, but we're
not talking about heated.

We're talking tortious
intentional infliction

of emotional distress,

which prevented
my client

from doing her
constitutionally mandated duty.

She couldn't vote
her conscience.

Your client was keeping everyone
away from their families

over a few clumps
of caviar.

No, she was carefully
examining the evidence

because she took
her job seriously.

And my client took his job
as foreman very seriously.

Oh, please.

Mr. Foster
truly believed

the defendant was guilty,
as did ten other jurors.

If anything,

he's the one
being harassed here.

My client should be
suing Mrs. Sanchez

for IIED.

OLYMPIA:
Your Honor. (sighs)

Counselor Cross
is absolutely right.

But the
real question is,

who was acting
extreme and outrageously?

Her client or mine?

And the only way
to determine that

is to decide
if it was reasonable

to doubt Gene's guilt.

What are you proposing,
Counselor?

Order us to look into
Eugene Molina's case.

If Gene was
obviously guilty,

then Mr. Foster was reasonable
in his actions as foreman,

but if we find cause for doubt,

then my client was reasonable,

and Dale's actions
rise to the level of IIED.

A legal ouroboros.

I'm interested.

I'll give you 48 hours
to untangle it.

Otherwise, I'm granting
summary judgment for Mr. Foster.

BILLY:
Okay,

we have two days
to prove a man's innocence

when one trial, six appeals,

and three different
lawyers couldn't.

All the previous appeals

were based
on procedural grounds,

so we have to focus
on proving Gene's innocence,

and the most obvious
place to start

is with the eyewitness.
She was 16. (sighs)

Let's just hope that
she's had a nagging doubt

over the last 21 years.

We'll get her in
for an interview.
OLYMPIA: Great.

D.A. had two other tenants
from the building on the stand.

Matty, can you call them in?

I could,
but I actually think

we should call in the tenant
they didn't have testify.

The appellate
attorney's notes said

the detective put little stars

next to three tenants
in the building.

Two they called in
and tenant 6C.

Why star it unless they said
something important?

And why leave one off

unless it didn't serve
their case?

Exactly.
Do we know who tenant 6C is?

The rental records show
that a corporation

held the lease at the time.

According to the
secretary of state, the...

the corporation's now defunct.

(sighs)

I could ask Gene,

see if he remembers.
OLYMPIA: Great.

Uh, Amina sent this for you.
She said

it's about the Johnson case.
The Johnson case?

I don't remember
that one.

I'm good. Thank you.

Go and prep for the
eyewitness interview.

SARAH:
Olympia's lying.

I keep an Excel file
of everything current,

closed, and pending,
and there is no such thing

as the Johnson case.

So what's your theory?
Because I know you have one.

Her big play to clinch
the partner position backfired,

and now, all of a sudden,
she's taking on

a Innocence-type
Project case

and huddling with her bestie
from law school who works

for the
P.D.'s office.

So you think she wants
to move over there?

Admit it's not
out of the question.

(sighs)

It's not out
of the question.

Oh, no, you were supposed to say
it is out of the question,

and that means
I'm right,

which means
this is an emergency.

No, an emergency is the fact
that we have 43 hours left

to get a man
out of prison.

The tenant in 6C?

If you could just try
to remember.

You know it probably
won't lead anywhere.

6C was Cheryl...
Clauson, I think.

Not sure of the spelling.

Got it. (sighs)

It probably won't change
anything anyway.

No reason to hope.

Okay. Bye.

(line ringing)

(phone buzzing)

(line beeps)

(phone buzzes)

Hello?

DISTORTED VOICE:
You won't believe this.

Matty? Is that you? You still
got that voice thing on.

(normal voice):
Belvin did not pick up.

(distorted):
We're gonna have to escalate.

(disconnect tone beeps)
Matty?

(dog barks, growls)

(gasps) Matty,
oh, thank God.

Oh, my.

Is this who I think it is?

Yes,
it's Barry Manilow.

(chuckles)
Oh.

Cute as a bug's ear.

(sniffles)
Emmalyn, are you okay?

You seem upset.

I am because I have to get...

a dental procedure done. Uh...

O-Ow!

Oh, no.

So, I will be going
under anesthesia

and unavailable
if Barry needs me.

I know

what great care
you took of your Cookie.

Are you asking me

to take care
of Barry Manilow for you?

There are
so few people I trust

to give him
his eye drops correctly.

Emmalyn, it would be my honor.

Just hand that little guy
over to me.

Oh...

Oh.

(chuckling)

(whimpers)

Mrs. Belvin says,
"Barry Manilow is safe now,

so you no longer have
the upper hand."

(laughs)

All right,
easy, Cruella.

It's just too perfect.

She just handed me her dog.
(laughing)

Keep reading.
What else did Belvin say?
All right.

She said, "Tomorrow you'll
go to Dublin's at 2:00.

Order a stout
and wear a red hat."

(laughs)

Sorry, but I know
my next step.

We'll keep Barry here,
and I'll tell her that

Alfie's staying home
from school to watch him.

Oh. Uh, Madeline,
I'm not a dog person.

Edwin, you were
a college professor.

You can take care of a dog.
(phone buzzes)

Your case?
Yeah.

Our eyewitness
is standing by her story.

I don't understand
these women.

Our client, Belvin...
(stammers)

They see an injustice
and then they wait.
Mm.

We're gonna
follow through.

Aren't we, Barry?
Yes, we are.

And we're gonna
sic 'em.

(both laugh)

You're babysitting
Mrs. B's dog?

The point is,
Barry had to get up and tinkle

at the crack of dawn,

and I couldn't get back
to sleep, so I combed through

social media posts,
dating profiles,

and voilà.

The address and phone number
of Cheryl Clauson, 6C.

Wow, I'm impressed.

I actually taught Matty
everything she knows

about how to research
like a professional stalker.

Which is why

you are the perfect person
to find out

if Olympia's leaving the firm.

Olympia's doing what now?

We don't know for sure
that that's happening...

I have proof.

I may have done a thing.
What thing?

I just asked Annie if I could
look through something

in Olympia's
client compensation.

What? It's not my fault

that she gave me access

to all of Olympia's billables
since she started 15 years ago.

You were able
to look back that far?

I will not confirm or deny,
but I will say...

there is no
Johnson case.

I think that Olympia and Amina
are actually working together

to get Olympia a job
at the public defender's office.

Matty, this is
our future, too.

If she's leaving, I have, like,

three people
I need to suck up to.

Way more.

Will you please ask her?

Okay, next time I see her.

Thank you.

Also, Olympia would like to see
you in her office, by the way.

I told her
you'd be there in five.

Ugh.

What's up, boss?

Just in need of a good,
old-fashioned

brainstorming session
because so far

we've found exactly
nothing new.

Hoping Cheryl Clauson
leads somewhere.
Same.

(scoffs)
I can't believe
that eyewitness won't recant.

She was off by six inches.

She's told herself the same
story for the last 21 years.

Hard to admit
you could have been wrong

about something so big.

So true.

Can I come clean?

The kids think the Johnson case
is some kind of a code name

and that you're conspiring

with Amina
to blow this popsicle stand.

I've been thinking about it.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Well, I didn't see that coming.

I'm always
rowing upstream.

And it would be better for my
family not to work with Julian.

Honestly,

the only thing
I'd really miss is you.

It's wild to me,
Matty, how far

we've come.

You remember when
you left your dinner here...

Oh.
...and I had to bring
that fettuccine Alfredo

all the way to your
apartment in Queens?

We barely knew each other,
and you invited me in.

MATTY:
An invitation you declined.

Couldn't get out of
there fast enough.
(laughs)

Never thought you'd
end up becoming

the person I would go to
for everything. My cases.

You were a big part
of me winning Slamm'd.

I'd like to submit
into evidence

Violet's medical records.

OLYMPIA:
Even if you did
almost mess it up.

But you came through.

And with

my marriage,

you protected me
when it got messy.

That pen is a recording device.

Julian? The partner
race. The divorce.

You turned out to be
the complete opposite

of what I thought.

And not just because
I now know you get high.

(laughs)

Hey, Matty.

Want some ice cream?

Why would I want ice cream?

Because you look
a little stoned, Matty.

(both laugh)

Sounds like
you're saying goodbye.

No.

I'm still thinking about it.

Hmm.
I'm just

in a sentimental mood, I guess.

(sighs)
Let's keep this between us
for now.

Okay?

Always.

(phone buzzes)

Matty said that Olympia
avoided the question.

What now?
ANNIE:
Uh, your 10:00.

Hi. Cheryl Clauson, 6C.

Hi, Cheryl.
Thank you so much for coming.

Oh, excuse the get-up.

I came straight
from spin class.

Hey, do you guys
ever take on

any pro bono work?
My trainer

could really
use a lawyer.

Uh, not really.
Except sometimes. Here's a card.

Thanks.
Uh, but first, Linda Gallo.

Do you remember her?

Of course.
Used to live next door.

She had the penthouse,
and I rented the studio

that she was pissed
she didn't own.

Hmm.
And then,

all of a sudden, she was gone.

According to our notes,
cops took your statement

but didn't call you
to the stand. Do you know why?

They didn't say it, but come on.

They weren't interested
in hearing

what an emotional woman had
to say

about an argument
she heard through the walls.

You heard an argument?
With Gene?

N-No, with her grandson Roger.

The day before she died.

No, there is nothing in here

about a grandson.
(scoffs)

What do you mean?
He isn't even in the notes?

Classic confirmation bias.

They have a suspect
in sight and then

ignore everything that
doesn't fit their narrative.

What did she fight about
with her grandson?

The usual.
Linda thought he was a deadbeat.

And he was always on her
about his inheritance.

SARAH:
He was basically
a vulture on the wall,

waiting for Linda to die.

And we looked at the probate
for her estate.

Worth eight figures.

Sounds like motive to me.
It gets better.

Roger's six feet tall,
and the cops never checked

if he had an alibi
the night Linda was murdered.

Go talk to him. Take Matty.

If he didn't have an alibi,

he's definitely not gonna
offer it up.

Got it. We'll have her do
one of her Matty tricks.

By which I mean,
talk to people nicely.

Your home reminds me
of my Aunt Bertie's.

She had a living room
that was filled with fineries.

We thought she was rich,
and then when she died,

boy, oh, boy,
did we learn the difference

between antiques and old junk.

Clearly, not the case here.
(laughs)

Well, sometimes it's hard
to tell what's of value.

So, you said there was news
in my grandmother's case?

Yes.
MATTY:
Oh.

May I have a sandwich?

ROGER:
That's why they're here.

I know, but you're the host.

You have to go first.

It's the law of the South.

So, we're here because a juror

in your grandmother's case
thinks she made a mistake.

MATTY:
Wait.

Didn't we see one of these
in the evidence photos?

Was it Delaware?

Yes. I replaced
and remounted the display

like Grandma Lin had it.

So, Grandma Lin
didn't use the spoons?

You don't eat

on antiquities.

Maybe on old junk.

(laughs)

But then again, one was found
near your grandmother's body.

The display case was broken.

Gene must have done that.

So he killed her
in a fit of rage

and then ate caviar
with one of her prized spoons?

I'm not sure
what you're getting at.

Did you and she
ever argue?

Because one of your neighbors
heard you and your grandma get

into an argument
the day before she died.

Are you implying

that I was involved
in my grandmother's death?

Oh, we're just dotting our I's

and crossing
our decorative spoons.

I loved my grandmother.
The week she died,

I threw her
a 70th birthday party.

It is the only thing
that has given me peace

all these years.
That and the sizable estate
you inherited.

Get out
before I call the police.

Now!
Ladies.

BILLY:
The cops only scraped the spoon

for blood, not saliva.
We need the saliva tested.

Alongside this sample
of Roger's saliva.

Wow. That's a slick move.

Matty's idea. Law of the South.

Wh-Where is she?

Dealing with Belvin's dog.

Honestly, that woman's a saint.

Hey there. Wanted to see
how you were feeling

and give you a little update
on Barry Manilow.

Just recovering
from my procedure.

Is he okay?

Oh, he's better than okay.

He's such a sweetheart.

And Alfie said
he really loves Adam.

Adam?
MATTY:
Yeah.

Your friend Adam,
who came to get Barry.

My friend Adam...

has Barry?

Yeah.

He passed along the message

that you were trying
to get a hold of me.

And, you know, at first,
I was a little mad at Alfie

for just handing over
Barry Manilow, but Alfie said

Adam knew all about Barry's
eye drops and everything.

(Belvin laughs incredulously)

Wait. Did I do something wrong?

Uh, no.

So... (laughs)

...my friend Adam has Barry now?

Sure does.

Thank you.
Um, I need to call you back.

My dentist is calling. Bye.

(sighs)

(phone buzzing)

So now

(distorted):
you're ready to talk?

First, I need proof
that my dog is okay.

(quietly):
My God.

Hello. Hello.

(growls, barks)
Come here. Come here. Come here.

(distorted barking)
Oh, my God, that's his cadence.

(distorted):
He's fine and he's happy.

And you'll have him back
just as soon as you tell me

why my timeline is wrong.

There was a fire drill
in the building that day.

That's when
the document went missing.

(distorted voice):
A fire drill?

Yes. At 11:30.

And during a fire drill,
the doors get unlocked,

which means
no key card required.

How do you know the documents

from Wellbrexa
weren't taken before?

Because I was in charge

of scanning the discovery
back then.

That's when the alarm went off.

When I came back, one of
the folders was suddenly empty.

How did you narrow it down
to three suspects?

No!
(barks)

You said
if I told you the timeline,

I'd get Barry back.

This is the last question.

So, what did she say?

That of the team of people

working on the Wellbrexa case,

Julian, Olympia and Senior

were the only ones who didn't
sign in to the fire drill.

Now, we know
Senior was in Australia.

So now we're back to 50-50.

It's either Olympia or Julian.

We need to figure out
where they were.

And I know where to look first.

So, what's the plan?
What are you looking for?

Well, we have
Olympia's laptop,

which means we have
access to her billables.

(Barry Manilow barking)
ALFIE: Please, Grammy,
can we keep him?

Definitely not.

Whoa.

Olympia charged a client
from 9:50 to 12:45 p.m.

on our date
for a court appearance.

Well, how do you know
it was for a court appearance?

The billing code.

So it wasn't Olympia?

She didn't take
the Wellbrexa study?

Well, billables can be faked.

Look what we've done.
Oh.

We need absolute proof
that Olympia was in court.

And we're gonna get it.

ALFIE:
Uh-oh! Barry Manilow peed.

Ugh.

Relax.
Edwin, he's just an animal.

Tomorrow you'll return him.

I'm coming.

The last time

a woman showed up in my office
this often unannounced,

I had to get
a restraining order.

(chuckles)
Did you get my email?
I did.

Did you read the case file?
I did not.

Come on. An innocent man
could be sitting behind bars.

You mean a man
that was convicted

by a jury of 12 of his peers?

Technically, only 11.

One juror, my client,
is convinced he's innocent.

Right, I heard.
Uh, bullied into a "yes."

Seems improbable, huh?

Then again, maybe you've had the
privilege of never being made

to feel
that your opinion was not valid.

I have.

I bet your mom has, too.

Even if I wanted to help you,
I couldn't.

A lot of my superiors were here
when that case came through.

Thanks for stopping by,
Counselor.

Who do you want to be, Park?

Like, for Halloween?

Like, for life.

This is one of those moments

where you stick your neck out
for someone because...

because it's just
the right thing to do.

And I know you care
about what's right.

When you were in college,

you exposed campus security's
racial profiling.

You ran housing clinics

for the homeless
in law school.

You put bad guys away
for a living.

And, yeah,
the risk is really high,

but think of the reward.

I actually wish
I could help you.

I'm sorry.

Uh, did someone send over
that deal memo for Optireon?

Because I need it.

Hey. You need something?

I can just come back later.

No, no. It's fine.

Um...

give me 15.

Thank you, guys.
Thank you.

What's up?

(sighs heavily)
(chuckles)

I, um...

(breathes deeply)

Do you need a hug?

Aw.

(breathes deeply)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

AUTOMATED VOICE:
You have a collect call from...

GENE:
Eugene Molina.

...an inmate at the Auburn
Correctional Facility.

MATTY:
Gene, is everything all right?

Yeah, yeah. Uh, just checking in
because the deadline's

creeping up, so, uh...

It's not looking good.

I'm sorry.

I wish I had better news.

Okay.

That's what I thought.

Just making sure.

(phone hangs up)

(sighs)

Olympia will be
here any minute.

I know what you think.

That I waited too long.

But you don't know
what it was like in that room.

Over and over,
I tried to talk,

but the foreman Mr. Foster
kept shutting me down.

That's terrible.

But if you knew
you were right...

I didn't.

I thought I was right,

but I was the only one,
and I was also taught

to respect authority.

Men specifically.

When I came to this country,
it became white men.

They were always in charge.

Could get you in trouble
if you did anything wrong.

Like, imagine that girl

going up against
the top guy here.

That's how it felt.

I understand.

I'm sorry I didn't before.

Oh. I'm just checking in.

How are you feeling
after your dental procedure?

Great.

It was way less invasive

than I expected.
Good.

I know it was scary
to get that dental work done.

I'm so glad it's behind you.

Me, too.

What are you doing here?

What can I say?
You got to me.

I sent the spoon in
for testing.

Did you clear it with the D.A.?

I did not, which means
I could lose my job.

Tell me it was worth it.

Did the saliva match Roger's?
No, it did not.

(sighs)
That said, what we found

is way better for your case.

OLYMPIA:
For the record, how did you

come to know
about this case?

A relentless
and rather irritating lawyer

brought it to my attention.

So you did not want
to get involved?

No, I did not.

So why are you here?

Because you subpoenaed me.

And also because justice
is supposed to be blind.

So I took a good look
at the Molina case

and decided to have
the spoon tested

for a saliva profile.

And did it match who I thought
it would match-- Roger?
It did not.

OLYMPIA:
What did you do next?

I ran it through
the federal DNA database.

And who did it match?

John Quinmar Jr.

A three-time
convicted felon

who died in prison
six years ago

while serving a sentence
for burglary.

Apparently,
his M.O. was to case homes

while he worked
as a catering waiter,

then go back later
and burglarize them.

And were you able to find out
if John Quinmar Jr.

ever catered an event
at Linda Gallo's home?

♪

Yes.

He did.

For Ms. Gallo's
70th birthday party,

the night before
her murder.

As a result,
my office has been working

all morning
to get Eugene Molina released.

You should have believed me.

(phone buzzing)

JUDGE:
Ladies and gentlemen, in light
of the evidence presented,

I'm entering summary judgment
on behalf of Isabel Sanchez.

Thank you.

(crying)

It wasn't Olympia, Matty.

You were right.

The transcript is public record.

They emailed it over.

She was in court?

She was in court

during the fire drill.

Olympia didn't take
the Wellbrexa study.

Oh, Edwin, thank you.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

(sniffles)

Okay, fine.
Worth losing my job.

Oh, you're not losing it.
You're about to become

the most valuable guy
in the D.A.'s office.

Eugene Molina
would not be free today

without A.D.A. Andrew Park,

who went back through
his own office's work

to right a wrong.

It has been one of
the greatest privileges

of my career to partner
with a D.A.'s office

who cares so much
about truth and integrity.

See?

That is the speech of
a woman who is leaving.

OLYMPIA:
Uh-oh.

Did I bomb?
You're leaving, aren't you?

To go to the public
defender's office?

And your first case is
the Johnson case, right?

I considered leaving.

But then I realized
I need my resources here.

Meaning my team.

I did that
press conference

so A.D.A. Park would
have a public profile,

but also, just let the board try

to tell me
I'm not partner material

now that I am the top story
on New York 1.

Is it bad that this hits
harder for me than the verdict?

Yes. Glad you're
sticking around, boss.

Oh, I'm like a barnacle.
They're gonna have to

scrape me off with one
of poor Linda's spoons.

You're incredible.

Oh. Okay.
(laughing)

EDWIN (over phone):
How happy are you
that it's not Olympia?

So happy, Edwin. Just so happy.

Get home safe.

Okay. Love you.

Heading home?

Olympia. My goodness.

You could give an old lady
a heart attack.

Did you need me
to go back to work?

Is it the Johnson case?

You are the Johnson case.

That pen is a recording device.

Julian? The partner
race. The divorce.

I just want honesty.

Done.

So, no more looking back.

Did you spy on me?

Because there was this pen in
my office-- a recording device.

O-Olympia, I swear
on our children that was not me.

Then who put it there?

MATTY (echoing):
Julian...

OLYMPIA:
And I had to bring
that fettuccine Alfredo

all the way to your apartment
in Queens.

Hey, Matty.

Want some ice cream?

Why would I want ice cream?

Rhonda, can I ask you
a quick question?

Could I see the CCTV footage
from outside the courthouse?

But in return, there is
something I need from you.

(sighs)
Come here.

I need you to trace

this car's license plate.

So, who the hell are you,
Madeline Matlock?

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