All language subtitles for Beyond the Gates s01e35.eng

Well, are you going
to say something,

or should I take this
as your official response?

(chuckles) I'm still
trying to figure out

what parallel universe
I just stumbled into.

Dad...

Look, I mean,
April Fool's been over.

Opposite Day is in January.
So, let me guess.

You're getting an early start
on Mischief Night?

You ever heard the phrase,

"Don't look a gift horse
in the mouth"?

Oh, I have.

But when my baby girl,

who's been gunning for me,

suddenly strolls in
and tells me that it's over,

well, let's just say
I'm for damn sure

checking for a Greek army
inside that horse.

Now you're putting words
in my mouth.

No one said it's over.

Well, then tell me what the hell
this is all about.

You read it.

It's right there
in black and white.

The lawsuit against Mike
and the firm isn't going away.

You just don't have to worry
about me leading the charge.

This reeks of a setup.

No tricks.

I'm out. Period.

The notice of appearance
has already been filed

with the court, so you can
confirm with them if you'd like.

Look, I don't give a damn
what the court says, okay?

I don't know what game
you're playing here, Naomi,

but I'm not falling for it.

Okay, Samantha,
this time I want you

to imagine that your face
is in a picture frame

and you project nothing but...

...attitude.

Okay, then,
that low-key looks fire.

For real?

Yo, Dad, I didn't know you were
a male model back in the day.

More like an avid binge watcher

of modeling competition shows.

SAMANTHA:
Uh, Pop, what's the matter?

This isn't how
I wanted to do this.

After bringing you home,

I stayed in the car
to check my emails.

There was one from a reporter
I know, asking questions.

Well, what'd he ask about?

About this picture of you
in the locker room

wearing nothing but
your chessboard briefs

and the nasty comments
underneath.

? ?

(chuckles softly)

? ?

(soft chuckle)

(phone buzzing)

You should see the pic
I got popped up on my phone

when you call.

(exhales) Mm.

Well, maybe we should update it
with something even spicier.

Just say the word and I'm there.

Word.

Wait, now?

Uh, I'm kind of
in the middle of something.

Well, that something's
gonna have to wait.

I'm putting on a show,
and you're my VIP guest.

Show, huh?

Uh, what kind of show
we talking?

Let's say it'll make your
wildest fantasies look tame.

But you better hurry.

And why is that?

Because I have
a special outfit picked out.

Hint:

it's my birthday suit.
(chuckles)

Damn, girl.

? ?

Hey, you're early.

It pays to be early.

Never know what you might miss.

Wow, I like that attitude.

Word has it that one of
the club's out-of-town members

booked a guest room,
but his flight got delayed.

So now it's just
sitting there empty?

What a waste, no?

I wonder if it might be a good
private workout this afternoon.

- Mmm.
- Could give us a lot of room

to stretch out.

That does sound tempting.
All that privacy.

Should I snag a key?

Mm...

No. On second thought,
I think I prefer the gym.

The O'Brien surgery
went smoothly.

The patient's in post-op now.

Oh, you're just the Energizer
bunny today, aren't you, Doc?

That's, what,
your second surgery already?

Just keeping the bills paid.

Hmm. And then some.

- Come again?
- I looked over your schedule

for the next few days,

and all of a sudden,
you're booked solid.

One procedure after another.

And that's a problem?

Even machines need oil changes.

Do you want me
to hit up scheduling

and see if
there's another surgeon

who can help lighten your load?

No, thank you, Shanice.
I set it up that way.

But you haven't been this busy
since...

Shoot, I can't remember.

Somebody's chasing
that paper, hard.

Hey, Joey.

You caught me about to hit up
Georgia Brown's

for some biscuits.

Want me to grab you something?

Oh...

We're talking business now?

Yeah, boss.

Don't worry.

I got you.

There's nothing to fall for.

You are not
getting out of anything,

except for our
courtroom family reunion

with me at
the opposing counsel's table.

Naomi, I've known you
your whole life, right?

And nothing's ever
that simple with you.

You're like a chess player,
always three moves ahead.

This sudden change,
it's not like you.

My clients got a new attorney.

Is that really so hard
to believe?

Oh, and how exactly
did that happen?

Well, they had trouble
finding representation

when they first came to me,
so I found them one

from one of
the big K Street firms.

Mm-hmm.

He's probably
some Ivy League hotshot

who can quote case law
but couldn't litigate his way

out of a paper bag.

She's my soror.

Usually tackles
much larger cases.

But when I told her
about this one,

she decided
she'd do it pro bono.

Hmm. And you're just
stepping away, after everything?

Maybe I realized
that some fights

aren't worth
the collateral damage.

All right, Naomi, look...

Please don't.

You are in just as much hot
water as ever before with me.

Probably more.

Now, I'd wish you luck,
but I'd be lying.

Not so fast, Counselor.

We're not done here.

You don't get to come in here

and drop a bombshell like that
and then ghost

without expecting to answer
a few questions.

Well, I assumed you know the law

and that there would be
no questions to be asked,

but if you need
to be schooled...

Well, maybe you figured out
the case is a loser.

And since your clients
used to work for me,

I can attest that they probably
misrepresented the facts.

Curious, isn't it,

that you would extend
a settlement offer to plaintiffs

whose credibility you so readily
dismissed as fraudulent?

It's called
saving time and money.

It's called knowing
I was gonna kick ass

and take names in court.

That's what you claimed
you'd do,

but what you're actually doing
is retreating

under the guise of strategy,

because you know
that the juggernaut

that is the law offices
of Bill Hamilton, Esquire,

was strategically positioned
to secure

an unequivocal
and decisive victory.

Wow.

(clears throat)

While I'll concede
that your statement

was eloquently phrased,

it remains, at its core,

a baseless
and unsupported argument.

Beneath the polished rhetoric

lies a narrative that fails
to align with the facts,

and it does little to advance
the merits of your position.

In truth, it's an artful
construction of words,

but ultimately devoid
of any value or credibility.

In other words,
it's a load of crap.

Don't play me, Dad.

You know that's not my style,
and I'm not afraid of you.

Okay, so maybe
it goes deeper, then.

Maybe you just stopped
believing in it. Hmm?

Nah.

Nah, that can't be true.

Not my daughter,
the crusading feminist.

Of course I believe in the case.

That's why I took it
in the first place.

But you know that's not
the only reason, Naomi.

Hmm? Even if you never
admit to your old man,

you know that this has always
been about you

getting back at me for what
you think I did to your mother.

Do you mean when
you obliterated our family?

And I don't think anything.
I was there.

Every sleepless night,
every tear Mom shed,

I watched her light dim
day by day

until she was
barely recognizable.

And for what? So you could
play house with my best friend?

The girl that I trusted
with everything?

You not only betrayed Mom,
you betrayed me.

Thanks for proving my point.

This was your shot to show
everyone what a bad man I am.

So why walk away from
your chance to pay me back?

Yo, can you put that down,
like, now?

I'm sorry, Tyrrell,
but when I saw this picture,

it broke my heart.

What do you mean,
a reporter hit you up about it?

The school has a closed network.
How'd he even get it?

Maybe, maybe let's take a beat
and let your pops explain.

This world is small, son.

Especially in D.C.

The reporter's kid
goes to your school,

and somehow it got back to him.

It's gonna be all
over the news, isn't it?

Is what happened to Aunt Dani
gonna happen to me?

No.
We would never let that happen.

Right, Martin?

I did everything I could.

He agreed to drop it in exchange
for a future scoop.

SMITTY:
See?

- Crisis averted.
- For now.

Tyrell, we knew that the story

about falling off your bike
wasn't true.

We just wish
you would have told us about it

instead of making something up.

(phone buzzes)

Yeah, this is Andre.

Wait, what do you mean
the files are corrupted?

I double-checked
before I left Paris.

I wasn't playing earlier.

I know your patients are blessed
to have your surgical skills,

but if you need a minute...

I am good, Shanice.

I'm in my flow.

And just so we're clear,

I set my schedule based on
patient need, nothing else.

If you say so.

Now that I have a quick break,
I am gonna hit the gym.

Text me if something pops off.

Dr. Doug. My man.

Just the brother
I was looking for.

You here about
your uncle's surgery, right?

Is all that anesthesia
going to your head, man?

Step right over here, sir, and
I'll fill you in on how it went.

Come on, man.

What are you doing here?

Can't a brother come
check on us day one?

Well, it depends.

Did Joey send you here

to drag me back to the tables?

I'm trying to do right
by gambling,

and I'm not stupid.

It's okay.
Um, technical glitches happen.

I'll send the backups tomorrow.

Yo, Andre.
Where you bouncing off to?

Jacob. What brings you through?

You working on a case
or something?

Just escorting a perp
who thought

he was the next Omar Little.

Bank job gone sideways.

You still doing that nurse doc?

Yeah, word around here
travels fast.

Yeah, and I heard you've
been kicking it with Ashley.

You interviewed her twice
already, right?

Hey, she's got good stories.
That's it.

It's all for the doc, if that's
what you're here to ask.

Huh. Well, look, I got a friend
who's a nurse up in maternity.

She's a baddie, bro.

Come on, let's go holla at her.

Just holler at me with her info.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

I'm offering to put you on
with a certified baddie,

and you telling me you got
somewhere better to be?

(phone buzzing)

As a matter of fact, I do.

See you, bro.

? No one makes me feel ?

? She's a nasty, nasty... ?

? ?

Come on, Andre.

Don't leave a girl hanging.

? Get me some bad girl lovin' ?

? She put it to
the double-two mark ?

? She's ready to question
messin' the mood up ?

? ?

? No one makes me feel
the way you do ?

- ? When you give ?
- ? Give it to me ?

- ? Give it to me ?
- ? To me ?

? If it's all about you... ?

Opposing counsel is
assuming facts not in evidence.

What? I never said I took this
case to get back at you for Mom.

That was all you.

Doesn't make it any less true.

And you making that accusation
again and again

doesn't make it true.

You said I shouldn't have
touched it, and you were right.

Hmm. And what brought you
to that conclusion?

It's a conflict of interest.

Having your daughter
come at you in court,

it isn't right,
and it makes everything messy.

Oh, on that, we see eye to eye.

But you still haven't explained
your sudden change of heart.

One minute, you're ready to drag
me before the ethics board.

The next thing I know,
you come storming in here

after talking to Hayley

and telling me
that I met my match.

Is that what did it?

Hmm?
Your discussion with Hailey?

What did she say
to turn the tide?

Not one thing.

I gave Hayley the courtesy
of listening to her,

but never again will I make
the mistake of believing her.

She's a liar and a cheat.

Well, you said
the same thing about me.

- Probably will again.
- Mm-hmm.

So, if you had
the perfect setup to expose me,

then why back out of doing it
in court?

I'm acting in the best interest
of my clients,

and that's all I'll say
in the matter.

Geez, Dad.

(chuckles)

Nah.

You see,
you keep trying to make this

about lawyer business.

Mm? But I know you, Naomi.

I know you.

It's written all over your face.

This is personal.

Fine.

Maybe-

Maybe I'm just scared.

Scared? You?

Nah.

Nah. You're the baddest attorney
I know, next to me.

Ain't a damn thing about this
case that shakes you, Naomi.

That's not the daughter
I raised.

Okay, you're not hearing me.

This isn't about the case
or losing or any of that.

Okay, well, break it down
for me, Counselor, all right?

'Cause right now,
you're not making much sense.

Let's just forget it.
I've already said my piece.

BILL:
You haven't said anything.

You've been dancing around it
since you walked in here,

now spit it out.

It's because I love you,
all right?

Life is short, and...

I love you too much to let this
ruin whatever time we have left.

Let's start from the beginning.

How did you get those bruises?

Some jock sent the picture
to this girl at school.

Not just any girl.
The coolest, most popular one.

They sent it from my phone
to make it look

like it was from me.

Her jock boyfriend saw it
and he sucker punched me.

(sighs)

It's not that big of a deal.

If it was between
me and the jock,

I'd be over it already.

But the pic spread,
and now I'm getting hit

with comments, memes and stares.

I'm done, but the haters
keep dragging it out.

We just wish you would've told
us the truth when it happened.

So you can make everything worse
by going left?

No, thanks.

Have there been any other
physical altercations?

Nah, it's all online drama.

It's like every day
there's a new flood

of people talking about me

being a congressman's boy,
or a bougie life.

I keep getting sus looks
and stares in the halls.

You don't have
to go through this alone.

We're here to help.

I feel you, and I appreciate it,

but that's not how I wanted
to deal with this.

I know that you want
to be independent,

but this is a lot to deal with
on your own.

And you kept it from us because
you said you could handle it.

But how can you handle
something like this?

The only way you're doing it
is enduring it.

Then that's what I'll do.

That's unacceptable.

It's my issue to solve.

I'm going to my office.

Pop, don't.

I know you want to flex your
influence and your contacts,

but please, don't.

Yes, I'm doing a robotic-
assisted approach tomorrow.

Make sure the da Vinci is ready

and check
the patient's scans again.

Thank you.

So we're done here or what?

Easy, Doc.
You got it all twisted.

I am here on my own.

Hmm. And since when
do you do house calls

other than for your boss?

Since my day one
hit my phone last night.

Sounded like
he was going through it.

I was that bad, huh?

You were talking about how,
you know,

you had it rough in the OR

and you couldn't juggle
them cards

and that scalpel no more.

Man, I was in
the middle of surgery...

...and all I could think about
was the next game,

that next bet.

I had a scalpel
in my hand, and it was...

shaking like I was a crackhead
on a Sunday morning.

- But your patient made it, then?
- Yeah, barely.

Through the skin of his teeth.

Man, I almost lost everything.

My career, my patients' trust.

Hell, even my freedom,
if it would've gone south.

- Damn.
- Look,

I know Joey's gonna be
on your ass about me, and...

I'm sorry if that
puts you in a bind.

He probably thinks
me getting back to the tables

is gonna get him paid.

Well, can you blame him?

You been his golden goose
for a minute now.

Not anymore.
I am done with gambling.

No more online bets,
no more casinos.

This goose is cooked.

(laughs)

That was funny.

But going cold turkey, that?
That ain't no joke.

Yeah, but it's necessary.

I have to make
this hospital thing work.

But good looking out.

As usual.

- ? ?
- (exhales)

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

All right.
You still got it, Dani girl.

Show 'em what
you're working with. Okay.

All right.

(exhaling)

Mm.

Oop-

(chuckles)

(laughs)

(laughing)

Hey. Hey, Dani. Hey.

- Dani. Hey.
- (laughing)

Hey. Look at me.

Look at me, look at me,
look at me.

Hey, are you okay?

- (laughing)
- Come on, sit down.

Come on, sit down.

Hey, can you hear me?

Yes, I hear you, Andre.
(laughing)

Okay, uh, come on,
let's get you up, let's get-

- Be careful, be careful.
Come on. - Okay. Okay. Help.

- I got you. I got you.
- Okay.

Okay. You got it?
Okay, I got you, I got it.

I got it. All right,
I'm gonna lift you, okay?

Okay. Here we go. I got you.

(Dani sighs)

You're very strong. (laughs)

- Watch your head,
watch your head. - (giggling): Okay.

- I got you.
- DANI: Oop. We made it.

- We made it.
- (Dani laughs)

All right, here we go.

- I'm gonna get you some water.
- No. Andre. Andre.

Andre, the show.

Hey. Shh. It's okay.

I'm wearing the dress.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
I need you to slide over, okay?

- Okay. Okay.
- Come on. Here we go.

Here we go.

- All right, you got it?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, look,
don't worry about that.

- I just need you to rest.
- Okay.

All right.

I'm gonna remove
your boot, okay?

- DANI: Okay.
- ANDRE: All right.

- That's okay?
- Mm-hmm.

All right. All right,
I'll be right back, okay?

DANI:
Okay.

(Andre mutters)

Excuse me.

All right, let's get you
some, uh...

(mutters quietly)

I got you.

Hey. Hey, I need you to wake up.

- Mm?
- Take these.

There you go.

Don't you worry.

You got it?

Okay. All right. I got you.

Okay.
All right, go back to sleep.

There you go.

Let's get you covered.

I got you.

All right. Just rest.

(chuckles) Got it.

(exhales)

You seemed off your game today.

Work's been hectic.

Hard to compartmentalize
sometimes.

Mm. Maybe it'll
lighten up after you

close a sale or two,
get some buyers off your plate.

Some buyers?

Are you referring
to anyone in particular?

Like Joey Armstrong?

- I'm just saying.
- You keep bringing him up,

and I keep telling you
to drop it.

It is my job to keep you focused
on your fitness goals,

but this guy
has got you distracted.

And what exactly
are you implying?

That my association with Joey
isn't strictly professional?

Hey, from where I am standing-

Then maybe you should change
your vantage point.

Oh, uh-

Well, look who it is.

Dr. Feelgood himself.

What's wrong?

I thought you
were at the hospital.

Out of broken hearts to mend?

Oh, I don't know about that.

There seems to be
a never-ending supply.

Plus, if I don't squeeze in
a workout here and there,

I may never catch up.

Your timing couldn't
have been more perfect.

Diego's real passionate
about his clients' focus,

and it so happens

- we just finished up.
- Mm.

Why don't you let him
run you through the wringer?

This isn't about throwing
my weight around, Tyrell.

We're dealing with
a serious situation.

You were physically attacked.

And what about the pile-on
in the comments?

The harassment,
the cyberbullying?

That's just kids being toxic.
It's not even that deep.

Obviously it is,
if you had to lie about it.

I never lied about the picture.

Semantics.
You still kept it from us.

And that's why
I didn't tell you.

You're not even listening to me.

(scoffs) I am listening to you,

but you have to understand
our position as parents.

It's our job to protect you
from this stuff.

By doing what?
C-Calling the school?

Blowing up my spot?

- That's mad cringe, Pop.
- We just want to help, Tyrell.

Maybe we can talk
to the principal-

Without making it worse?

You guys are a part
of the problem.

Excuse me? What do you mean?

Man, y'all brought me
into this bougie world.

Having a congressman dad?

Man, I stick out like crazy.

Most kids don't roll like that.

Do you both feel that way?

It can be tough sometimes.

We thought moving you
from private school

would be just one more
major adjustment.

We want to make your lives
better, not more difficult.

We know.
And we love you for that.

Right, Tyrell?

Yeah, but they're on me
to say what's real.

The kids at school always
calling me the charity case.

It's like, congrats,
you saved the poor orphan.

Here's your woke points.

That is not fair.

I know that's not how it is.

But every time
I walk in that school,

the kids are always
talking about,

there he is with
the famous congressman dad.

I mean, how am I supposed
to make real friends like that,

with you barging in
on every little thing?

So what do you expect us to do?

Just sit back
while you get bullied?

I want you to let me handle it.

This isn't some problem
that you can flex

with your influence, Pop.

This is why I didn't tell you
in the first place.

I'll talk to him.

- Love you both.
- MARTIN: We love you, too.

(sighs heavily) Wow.

That was...

intense.

How did I miss this? Hmm?

And all this drama
over you wanting to call 911

when my hand went numb?

Why couldn't you just let it go?

Why, for once,
couldn't you just accept

what I said
and leave it at that?

But no, you had to go
full lawyer on me.

Arguing every angle,
questioning every word,

breaking it all down
like we were in court.

You don't just listen.
You cross-examine.

You've got to state
and restate your case,

push for what's relevant

and analyze everything
right down to the way I breathe.

Why couldn't we just
have a conversation

instead of a deposition?

Because I miss you.

I miss you and Chelsea.

Okay?

And having you walk
through that door,

alone or with your clients,

all fired up and ready
to do battle, I just...

I couldn't wait to see you.

There's got to be something
sick about that, Dad.

Well, when you and Jacob
have kids of your own,

you'll understand.

You'll see what it means

to be the center
of their universe one moment...

Like when you and Chelsea
were little,

you'd run at me with open arms,
climbing me like a tree.

Little voices tumbling over
one another,

desperate to tell me
every thought in your head,

every little detail of your day.

And then overnight,
it all seemed to change.

I'd be lucky to get one word
out of either of you.

"Hi" and "Bye,"

that became the extent
of your vocabularies.

You're missing
a couple of phases, Dad.

Like that time when
I was in law school

and I couldn't get enough of
the knowledge you had to offer.

I loved hanging with you,
and arguing with you, Dad.

Watching you do your thing
in this office and in court.

- And then-
- I left your mother, Naomi.

I didn't leave you and Chelsea.

Well, when you shacked up
in your bachelor pad

with my former best friend,
you weren't exactly

extending dinner invitations.

Well, would you have accepted?

Hmm? Hmm?

I didn't think so.

And for a while,
I had my daughter back.

Even if it was as an adversary.

I wasn't gonna let you go
without a fight.

Well, how are you, really?

Yeah, fine. I told you,
the hand thing was nothing.

You know, your old man's
tougher than that.

Look, I want your fight,
not your pity.

- It's insulting.
- Hey, hold on.

Just listen, okay?

I've been furious with you.

- I still am.
- Oh, yeah, I got that.

Are you gonna
let me speak or what?

I'm realizing, slowly...

...that you can...

want to drag somebody,
but still love them.

I'm not over what you did.
I don't forgive you.

And I might never forgive you,
but I just know

that this case is not the way
to sort it out.

Well, look at us.

Finally on the same page
about something.

So, there it is.

I, uh, passed up my shot
to mop the floor

with the legendary Bill Hamilton
in court.

Might never forgive myself
for that one, either.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

I know better than
to go in for a hug,

so I'll just say this.

I love you, too, Counselor.

Dr. McBride, I'd love to help,

but my schedule's pretty full.

Ah, no biggie. I'll go solo.

I beg to differ.
You need a spotter.

Preferably one who
can catch you if your heart

decides to take
an impromptu vacation.

You heard my husband.

He's doing the Lord's work,
saving lives.

Surely you can spare an hour.

Maybe one of the other trainers

- can help you out-
- No.

Only the best for my Doug.

What do you say, Doc?
Let's hit the gym?

Let's do it. Bet.

All right.

Yeah, boss.

Yeah, I did like you asked.

I tracked him down
at the hospital.

Nah, he wasn't
too happy to see me.

He got, uh, real defensive.

He insisted he was done
with the gambling.

Real dramatic, too.

Yeah, you're right.

All we got to do is wait
for Dougie to get that itch.

That itch will
bring him back.

So, uh, word around
the water cooler is

Naomi paid you a visit.

Yeah, she just left
a little while ago.

Good news? Bad news?

Uh, a bit of both, probably.

But the headline is Naomi
is withdrawing from the case.

Her clients have
new representation.

Hot damn!

I don't care
who the new lawyers are.

Those poor schmucks. (laughs)

This calls for a celebration.

Mm.

Come on, Bill.

It's changed
the whole game plan.

We need to reexamine
all our options.

Yes, we do.

How could Tyrell say
we're part of the problem,

after all we've done?

He's upset, Martin.

Kids say things they don't
mean when they're hurting.

To say we've made his life
worse,

that he's some charity case?

I know it hurts.

It hurt me, too.

But we cannot
take it personally.

How can we not?

He basically said

we shouldn't have adopted him.

That's not what he meant
and you know it.

We sent them to public school
exactly for this reason,

so they would feel normal
and not set apart.

Yeah, well,
maybe that backfired.

I just wanted them
to have more opportunities,

make their life better.

We can't just sit here.
We have to do something.

Martin...

I-I can pass laws
that change the whole country,

but I can't even stop my own son

from being sucker punched
and cyberbullied.

We're their parents, Smitty.
It's our job to protect them.

Listen, it doesn't make sense

for you to argue
with Tyrell right now.

He needs time to sort this out
in his head, on his own.

You know, I died a little

when that reporter
sent that picture to me.

I know.
And you had to bring it up.

You'll get no argument
from me there.

But your father's advice,
it seems to be on target.

Sometimes,
parents have to step back

and let their kids
fix their own problems.

Even if they don't fix it right?

Don't you first have to fall
to learn how to get back up?

(Smitty sighs)

If one of us makes
the wrong move right now,

it could make things worse.

It sends the message
that we don't respect Tyrell,

and it could end up hurting him.

Worse than he's being hurt now?

You did it, didn't you?

You pulled out of the case.

Yeah.

How you feel? You okay?

I'll get there.

(sighs) But you were right.

It wasn't easy.

Bill give you a hard time?

You know Dad.

He pushed for answers
and he wouldn't let up.

Felt like I was the one
on trial.

What did you end up telling him?

The truth.

That I love him too much
to go through with this.

Despite everything.

At first, I was caught up
in wondering

if I took this case
for the right reasons or not.

And then I started worrying
what this case

would do to any chance
of a future with my dad, and...

It's just been one emotional
roller coaster after another.

What can I do
to make you feel better?

You know those hugs
that you give?

The ones that seem
to last forever

and just melt
all my problems away?

Say less. Come here.

(Naomi sighs)

We're different parents, Smitty,

and that's fine.

It just means that we both
bring something different

and unique to the equation.

Sometimes your way is better,
but not always.

But we need to be united
on this one.

Tyrell needs to know

that he has both of his parents
in his corner.

And that's why
I can't just sit here

- and do nothing.
- But we're not.

We're supporting him,
to let him become his own man.

If he needs us, we're there.
If not, we don't push.

No. No, no.

I'm sorry, I'll be careful,

but I can't just sit back
and watch our son suffer.

This is exactly what your father
warned us against, Martin.

Uh, where are you going?

I don't know what
I'd do without you, Jacob.

You truly are my rock.

Hey, look at me.

Remember, you're never alone
in any of this.

I got your back. Always.

I know. I know.

Who are these chumps, anyway?

I can have the associates dig up
dirt on 'em by morning.

Not necessary, Mike.

We finally got a chance
to get ahead of this for once.

We shouldn't waste it, man.

Oh, we agree completely.

And I intend to get going
on that this very minute.

Bill, what are you
talking about?

I'm talking about you, Mike.

You're our liability.
So, you're out.

Out of- Out of the case?

Out of the firm.

The partners and I
are expelling you,

effective immediately.

Thought we were pals.

Look, save the buddy routine
for the golf course, all right?

This is business.

And make no mistake,
while the partners agreed,

this was my call.

No, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Oh, no. Shh. It's okay.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no.

No, I called you here.
I-I need to show you something.

- I need you just to rest, okay?
- It's not okay.

- Dani, I don't care about-
- Over there. Go.

Come on. Okay.

- (laughs softly)
- ? ?

Hold on.

All right.

(sighs softly)

(giggles)

? When you come around and ?

? And you make me feel so ?

? High, I'm on cloud nine ?

? And I can't get down
from here ?

? When you say things so sweet ?

? And my heart beats vastly ?

? It's all choked up
inside and I can't... ?

(sighs)

DANI:
Okay.

Now you can hold me.

? I don't think you do ?

? Truly ?

? ?

? In love ?

? In love with you. ?

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