All language subtitles for Matlock.2024.S01E11

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- 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.

We could look
for Alfie's father.

Ah, it's too risky.

Chances are,
he's also an addict.

I thought you said
your husband was dead.

He is. What is your
interest in me, Shae?

Because I don't want
the whole office

talking about my personal life,

and I'm sure you don't want me
talking about yours

right now, either.

Did you tell anyone
what happened with us?

I told Shae that I felt guilty

and she said you had
a thing with Elijah.

There was no affair.

You're comparing
an actual something

to a theoretical nothing.

We just started negotiating
the divorce.

He hits you,
you hit him right back.

We need Julian's financials.

Olympia said
he got a chunk of money

to buy their brownstone
right about the time

those documents went missing.

I'm gonna demand
forensic accounting.

Congrats, Counselor.
First notch on your belt.

You told me that
this case was mine.

I'm sorry.

You will regret
making an enemy out of me.

My husband? He died.

But he was a lyin', cheatin',
squirrel huntin',

dog-breath loser.

That's very good...

if a little disturbing.

Next question.

Where were you born?

Naples, Florida.

Where the beer is warm
and the women are cold.

And where did you first
practice law?

Just outside Savannah...

where the beer's cold
and the women are warm.

Okay, lean in,
don't break eye contact.

Uh, mouth loose, a little open.

I feel like a golden retriever.

You're the one who
asked me to study up

on body language methods.

Shae is good,
and you need to be better.

I am better.

Okay, eyes back here.

Hmm?
I know she's pretty.

Oh, no, that's not
why I was looking.

I-I was...

Okay, yeah,
she's really pretty.

Yes, and according
to her LinkedIn,

she was not qualified enough
to be poached by Senior

14 years ago.

So maybe her job was payment

for whatever she did
on Wellbrexa.

And now that Shae is done
with her big trial,

she and I can bury the hatchet
and have a little chat

about our origin stories.

Ask me another question.

Have you thought any more about
looking for Alfie's father?

I think about it constantly.

And have you done
anything about it?

I have no leads.

You're the one who got
the email from that guy

after Ellie's funeral.

And I don't want to open
that can of worms yet.

And I understand that.

So you're not going to look
for him behind my back?

Of course not.

Are you mad at me for asking?

No.
Ooh.

Hold the door, please.
Oh. Uh, good morning.
Oh, hey.

Um...
Excuse...

Uh, sorry.

Mm, is that a new suit?
You going to the-the...

Okay. You go.
Look...

Uh, yes, new suit.

Uh, fundraiser for the Met.

I'm told Rihanna might be there.

Oh, your hall pass.

Oh, you and I, we can't talk
about hall passes anymore.

I'm sorry.
Kidding.

Oh.

You going up to see Senior?

Uh, yeah. I got summoned.

I'm nervous, he's pissed at me.

No, Senior doesn't
get pissed at you.

I went off on him
at the Christmas party

defending Julian, and it's
been a little icy since and...

Anyway, I don't need to be
talking to you about Julian.

Agreed.

Good luck with Senior.

So, I could use a favor.

Oil guy I used to represent--

Ben Vogel--
Mm-hmm.

lost his marbles
a couple years ago.

Now he's all into
green initiatives

and saving the planet.

Sounds like a nutjob.

Right?

His latest passion
is water scarcity.

Started this company
named RainWeaver.

He shoots, uh, something
into the clouds to make it rain.

And Ben says this
other guy stole the recipe

for the, uh,
the cloud shooty thing.

That the technical term?

Prove his trade
secrets are stolen

and make us a bunch
of money, will ya?

That it?

Because I also wanted
to talk about the holiday party.

I was out of line.

Oh. The timing seems convenient.

Since it's coming right when
you're trying to beat my son

in a partner race.

You don't mean convenient,
you mean transparent,

which it is.

Look, I want to win,

if I have the chance. Do I?

Good luck with RainWeaver.

I will report back.

Oh, uh, there is
one more thing.

Shae's on the case.

Will that be a problem?

Of course not.

Matty, find me the best
jury consultant in the city

who specializes
in corporate malfeasance.

There are plenty of other people
who can do what Shae does.

Agreed.

But...
I'm not feeling
a "but" right now, Matty.

Got it. No problem.

Okay. What's the but?

But I was gonna suggest
you bring Shae onto a case

this week anyway.
That fight with Julian

was public, and you have to show
it doesn't affect the work.

Rise above, all that hooey.

I don't want to rise above.
I want to find a sinkhole

and drop her into it.

That's the spirit.

Or a hellmouth.
Send her back to her people.

Any leads on hellmouths?
'Cause I'm fresh out.

Unfortunately, no.

You're right.
I know you're right.

If we go to trial,
I will suck it up,

bring my holy water
and deal with Shae.

Why don't you let me
interface with her,

so you don't have to.

What did I do before you,
Madeline Matlock?

Madeline Matlock will pay.

Mark my words.

She stole Autry's case
from me.

And gave it to me,
and I won it.

Have you seen my cologne?

Thankfully, no.

And she gave the case
to me first, Billy.

And then she snatched it away
with nary a thought

of the wreckage.
Fie upon her, fie.

Fie?
Fie.

When my anger is at a nine,
I listen to Victorian novels

to bring it back down
to a seven.

What do you do
when you're at a ten?

I burn it all down.

Well, take a deep breath,
she's coming.

Good morning.

Maybe for you,
turncoat.

Sarah, I know
you're angry with me,

but I'm hoping that you and I
can move forward.

As soon as you rewind time
and give me back

the case I deserve.
Which I won.

- Irrelevant.
- Uh, disagree.

Billy did a great job.

I believed he would,
and that's why I gave it to him.

I don't believe you.

And until you tell me the truth,

thou hath made
a sworn enemy out of me.

Let us each
really connect with each other.

We are all aligned
in this moment.

On this planet.

In this present.

As we open our eyes

and embark on our
collective litigation,

let us remember
why we're here.

The planet's in crisis.
We are the helpers.

Amen.

Amen.
I like you already.

Now, listen up,
just 'cause

I'm a peace-loving dude,
doesn't mean I don't want

to draw blood.

Stratusfy stole my tech.

Well, they stole
Todd's tech.

You guys briefed
on Todd?

Todd's my man.

Uh, he approached you
after you

gave a lecture
at Harvard.

Eight months later, he started
working for you at RainWeaver.

'Cause of Ben's
mentorship.

Hey, who mentored who?
This guy's a genius.

People should be

following him around
like they did with Einstein.

How old are you?

Uh, 75. Want my weight, too?

No, I can estimate that.

And Ben meant your
biological age,

not your
chronological age.

Todd took me from
43 years old to 28.

Well, hello, Todd.

You want to grab a drink
later tonight?

I don't drink.
Alcohol's poison.
Okay, Todd.

Let's do Matty's
health assessment later.

We have a bit of
an uphill battle.

After 11 months
of litigation,

you've yet to prove
that Stratusfy

used your
intellectual property.

Why are you so sure
they did?

Because the founder
of Stratusfy is a hack

who's never had an
independent thought in his life.

Got it,

but let's stick
to facts.
Facts?

He poached one
of my scientists, Marco.

Marco worked
under Todd.

My team figured out how to get
silver iodide particle emissions

low enough
for EPA approval.

Yeah, silver iodide
is the chemical

we shoot into the clouds
to make it rain.

In high concentrations,

it's toxic, but Todd got our
levels down to 40.28 MPLs.

That's ten micrograms
under the EPA limit.

And yet, somehow, PlanetNow
is still camped out

in front of our labs protesting.

The environmental
activists? Why?
Mm.

Ah, they've been hounding me
since my Exxon days.

Why the about-face?
If you don't mind my asking.

Uh...

You ever wake up and think,

"Whoa.

I have done so much
of my life wrong"?

That's what happened
when I had a kid.

Changed everything.

And that is why I'm going
open-source with this tech

to help people.

Try and do some good
for the world.

Whereas Stratusfy is gonna
hold onto these patents

for as long as humanly possible

and try to make billions
off the water wars.

What is Stratusfy's
silver iodide output?

No idea.

Judge ruled it's outside
the scope of discovery.

If they used your formulation,

would their output
be 40.28 also?

Yes, of course.

I think I know
how to get it.

But it will involve your
good friends at PlanetNow.

Weren't you listening?
Not my friends.

Great then.

Then it won't be hard
to convince them

to sue Stratusfy
and you.

This is malicious prosecution.

Ben Vogel is getting
my client sued.

I wish I knew what Ms. Moulton
was talking about.

The "citizen suit"

that PlanetNow
just brought against Stratusfy,

which requires them
to hand over

their environmental
impact reports.

Clearly, Ben Vogel
is behind it.

Except PlanetNow also
just sued RainWeaver.

So, what, Ben Vogel's
suing himself?

Probably.
In an end run around

this court's
discovery ruling,

which is why Your Honor
needs to stop it.

Oh.

That's what this is about.

Stratusfy needs to keep their
silver iodide output secret

because if it's the same number
as RainWeaver's,

it proves they stole
the tech.

That's not what
this is about.

There's only one way
to find out. Judge?

Order them
to release their number.

Ms. Moulton, you lose.

And the silver iodide output

for Stratusfy is...

39.17.

What?

I'm sorry, I know you guys

thought you were
the only ones

who could get the output
low enough.

Um, I've been reading up--
duplicative

spontaneous invention happens
more often than we think.

Two people coming up
with the exact same idea.

What's going on, guys?

That's the new number.

We hit 39.17
three weeks ago.

Wait, Marco left RainWeaver
last year,

so he couldn't have given it
to Stratusfy.

Yeah, exactly, but somebody did.

Someone who still works
for my company.

Hmm...

A traitor in thine own house.

Fie.

Corporate espionage.
That doesn't happen every day.

Whoever leaked the formula
had to get it off the server.

Ben says it's a huge amount
of data, so presumably,

it would've left
some sort of trail.
Digital forensics.

And we need to depose
all of RainWeaver's engineers

and sniff out
the traitor, right?

That's why we have Shae.

Thanks for meeting us.

We're gonna need your expertise.

I'm happy to help. Truly.

Matty's going to run
the deposition.

I'd love for you
to observe.

Help us find our liar.

So, look,

I'm actually glad we
get this time together.

Why? Olympia hates me,
you're her lackey.

Ugh. I'm her friend.

Also an employee
of this law firm,

just trying
to get ahead.

You're pretty
important here,

and I'd love us to start over.

Get to know each other a bit.

You couldn't find what you
wanted to know from my LinkedIn?

You know, my pro account
lets me see

who looks at my page.

You spent a whopping
two and a half hours

clicking around
on it yesterday.

What's your interest in me?

Same reason I read
Sara Blakely's memoir.

You know, she was
the founder of Spanx.

I love learning
about impressive women.

And then I thought,

"How does one become
a jury consultant?"

You didn't have them
at your old firm?

Uh, what was it called?

Mr. Oliver Thumner, LLC.

About three of us
worked for him.

I haven't seen those guys in--
I don't know-- 20 years.

You know, I find
people talk a lot

when they want me to lose focus.

I'm not losing focus.

Good.

We have a lot of work to do.

Please state your name
for the record.

Uh, Darian. Darian Bettmer.

Please don't
mind my colleague.

She can be a little intense,
but she means well.

If I had my druthers,
we'd be having our chat at IHOP

over their Rooty Tooty
Fresh 'N Fruity breakfast.

And what is it you do
at RainWeaver?

I'm, um, one of the four
senior engineers.

...that developed
the chemical formulas

behind RainWeaver's
cloud seeding technology.

Wowee. And do you
like your job?

Hells yeah, bruh.

Money is sick. Perks are dope.

And what about your bosses?
Are they dope?

It's Big Tech,
so still a boys' club,

but as far as boys go,
Ben is solid.

So you trust him?

Mm-hmm.

And does Ben trust you?

Look, he says he does, but...

Bruh, this company
tracks every move we make.

They can even tell
if we've been drinking.

Well, must be hard
to get any work done

with somebody always
looking over your shoulder

like you're a criminal,

waiting for you
to slip up.

Not if you've got nothing
to hide.
Uh...

Is that a question?

Here's the question,

did you divulge any
confidential trade secrets

to anyone while working
at RainWeaver?

What? No.

No way.

I absolutely did not.

No freaking way.

We're not handing
them over.

We have a right to see
all the accounts.

Not the family trust.

Then my client is flying blind.

She's getting a brownstone

she hasn't contributed
a single cent towards.

So where did
that money come from?

All right, enough. This is
exactly what we don't want.

Don't speak on what I want.

Fine, Olympia. It's what
I don't want, okay? I'm done.

You can have everything
you asked for.

The house,
the furniture,

50% of all our accounts.

I just need it to be over.

They're trying to keep you
from seeing the trust.

Classic pig in a poke.

Whatever that is.

The stupid thing is,
I don't care about the money.

I care that he's lying.

But now my mind is going
in all these crazy directions.

Let me hear your theories.

The money to buy the brownstone.

What if he got it from...

I don't know, insider trading

or gambling or

something terrible,
and he's trying to tie me

to illegal money.

You think he'd do that?

I don't know.

Maybe I'm paranoid,

but then I think
about that spy pen.

And if he
can do that...

You got
a Cindy Shapiro story?

Could use one right about now.

Uh, how 'bout a story about
her sister-in-law Gail?

Ooh, lay it on me.
Okay.

Gail Shapiro was married

to Mort's philandering
brother Arthur.
Mm.

He kept a locked drawer
in his home office

the whole time
they were married.

Gail never thought
anything of it.

Until he started chasing tail?

Bingo.

Then she scoured that
condo until she found a key.

And guess what she
found in the drawer.

Pinky's dog tag.

Her beloved Yorkie who
she thought was snatched

by a coyote.
And it turns out

Arthur backed over her
with the Chevy

and never came clean.

I hate Arthur.
Same.

My point being,

when your gut tells you
something fishy's going on,

there's almost always
a four-day-old carp

lying around somewhere.

It just...

It feels so bad, you know?

Letting our divorce
get this ugly.

Hey.

Heard Ben landed.

Let's do this.

So...

who looked up and to the left?

If only it were that easy.

No, detecting fallacies
is all about analyzing

the hardwired relationship
between the human limbic brain

and the nervous system.

So gestures need to line up
with words and emotions.

That's what I'm looking for.

So what'd you find?

In my opinion, all four of your
engineers are telling the truth.

And my team didn't find
any suspicious data movement.

No spikes or large downloads

from the cloud,
which we'd see

if someone was transferring
that much information.

Unless there's another
way to get data out.

Uh, that much?

Not a chance.

Not unless...

What is it?

Uh, nothing.

I need to, uh...

I need to take a walk. Just...

get my bearings.

What just happened?

I think he just realized
who the mole is.

Todd is the only one
smart enough

to store that much
data in his head.

And the only one who could do it

without leaving
a digital footprint.

I don't get it.

Betrayed by the guy
he mentored?

Well, people betray
each other all the time.

Especially in the workplace.

Right, Matty?

What do you mean?

Uh, just that Matty
is perceptive.

So let's look into Todd.

If he's as smart
as Ben says,

then he'd never leave
a trail.

Except for the one on his wrist.

Yes.

Those bracelets they all wear.

Todd would've had
to meet someone

in person to avoid a data spike.

So if I can
get RainWeaver

to hand over Todd's
bracelet data,

we can see where he's been.

Good idea, Matty.

Oh, Divine Providence.

Thy vengeance
is sometimes delayed...
Sarah.

Got a minute?

Yes!

Sorry.

Yes.

So I noticed some tension
between you and Matlock.

I'm sorry. I'll keep
things professional.

That's not why
I'm asking.

I don't trust her.

Really?

Because ever since
she started,

I've had a feeling
that she is using

that infuriating little
"aw, shucks" routine

to hide the fact that she's a
highly skilled political monster

who's ready to claw out your
eyeballs and devour your brains.

I know it's a
strong take.

I like it.

Let's talk some more.

Okay, this article is the
only thing I could find

on the law firm

of Oliver Thumner, LLC,

who Matty says
she worked for.

I'm sure she lied
on her résumé,

exaggerated
her experience.

To get her ousted,
we need proof.

Okay, I know why I
want Matlock out.

Why do you?

Dishonest people are dangerous.

Hmm.

Mm.

What else did you find?

Nothing. And I've
looked pretty hard.

Mm. Well, think about
how she stole your first case,

combine that with your raging
insecurities and look harder.

She's coming.

No.

Let's get in her head.

Okay, I'm obsessed with you.

Oh.
Oh.

You look crazy.

My client says
that if you smile,

it automatically reduces
your stress.

Mm. What's
the stress?

You got a tough legal question.

I got a tough legal question.

So...

you have to convince
the RainWeaver board

to release the personal data
of their lead scientist.

Without Todd
knowing. Correct.
Mm.

And I came to you because
you're the board whisperer.

Trying to distract me
with flattery?

Did you call
an emergency meeting?

7:00 p.m.

Thank you for
agreeing to meet.

I know you're busy solving
the world's water crisis.

You need them to vote
to overturn

their own privacy policy.

It's a long shot.
Risk-reward is in their favor.

They'll only focus
on the risks.

What if Todd is not the leaker

and he learns we suspected him.

We rely on his mind.

Right, Ben?
That's what you said.

Then I'll focus on
why it's not an issue.

You don't want to get into
a back-and-forth.

Any ideas, or just criticism?

Just pointing out that
these people have big egos.

The more you try to justify it,

the more they'll hate
what you have to say.

Well, they're gonna
hate anything

they don't come up
with themselves.

They have to think
it's their idea.

I couldn't agree more.

In fact, I would like
to go over all the reasons

you should not agree to this
egregious privacy violation.

Wait, is that...?

Did you just do that
Inception thing on me?

Ah.
Make me believe
it was my idea?

We'll just proceed
without investigating Todd

and hope for the best.

Hold on. Let's discuss.

We don't want to
tie our own hands.

Uh...

I win.

All in favor
of releasing employee data

without notification
as a special exemption?

Well, Todd definitely went

to a lot of juice bars.

Okay, this is weird.

Todd visited an actual bar,
McKittry's,

three times in one week.

But Todd thinks alcohol
is poison.

Exactly. We should swing by
the bar as soon as it opens,

when it's not too busy.

Talk to the manager, see if
there are any security tapes.

Good thinking.

You're at the Queens apartment

because you think
you were followed?

I don't know.
There was this man on the bus,

and he was staring.

And Shae and Sarah
were looking me up today.

What if they sent somebody
to follow me?

No one's following you.

You don't know that.

We're rooting out a mole
in this company

and Shae knows
we were on her LinkedIn.

And Sarah-- Sarah came out
of the building to watch...

Okay, Matty, you've got
to slow down now and breathe.

I-I... I'm-I'm breathing.

Do you remember
what happened last time?

I don't want you to have
another anxiety attack.

I know, I know.

Okay, okay, then do it with me.

All right, in for four...

...and hold for four...

and release for four.

Okay, do it again.

Madeline?
I'm here.

I'm better.

Good.

Come home.

Not tonight.

Just in case.

Sorry.

You don't have to apologize.

Maybe I do.

I lied.

Have you been trying
to look for Alfie's father?

No, no, Edwin.

I would never.

About how hard it is
to manipulate Olympia.

I said it didn't
bother me, but...

Just...

keep reminding yourself why
you're doing this.

Someone at Jacobson Moore

hid documents...

That could've saved people
like our daughter.

I don't want
to get caught, Edwin.

We have to figure out a way
to get Shae off my back.

I just feel a little silly,

making a whole big to-do.

I can assure you,
you're not being silly.

"This is a safe space,
we take all concerns seriously,

"and Jacobson Moore does not
tolerate or condone

discrimination,
harassment or abuse."

Well, I appreciate that.

I mean, we didn't have
an HR department

when I was first
starting out...

so, uh, I'm a little nervous
using words like "harassment"

or "discrimination."

You know, I mean, it's just...

But...

I think we're talking both here.

Why don't you walk me
through what happened

with Shae Banfield?

I'd like to but...

she has a whole lot of power.

And we have a strict anti-
retaliation policy, I promise.

God.

Hi. Have you seen Sarah?

Nope. And believe me, I'd know,

because I'd feel the hatred
of a thousand suns

burning a hole through my skull.

We were supposed
to go to the bar

and try to get security
footage of Todd.

Okay, Matty,
you're my witness.

Let the record show,

at approximately 10:45
Eastern Standard Time,

I was in this office,
waiting for her.

She better not get mad at me.

I am so pissed.

Matlock filed an HR
complaint against me.

I just got a warning.

A preemptive attack.

Fear hath gripped her heart.

Stop talking like that.
It's off-putting.

And a little unhinged.
Okay, sorry.

But she should be scared
because look what I just found.

A new lead.

Ooh.
Mm-hmm.

Guess I'm going to Georgia.

What do you mean you figured
out who Todd met with?

I went to the bar,

told the manager that
my wallet was stolen,

and he let me take a screenshot
off the security footage.

Why did you leave
me behind?

Leave you behind?

I looked...
You know what, never mind.

I left because
you've been so obsessed

with figuring out why Matty
took Autry's case from you,

because it's
so inconceivable to you

that she could think
I'm a good lawyer, too.

No, it's inconceivable
that she would think

you're a better lawyer than me,
because you're not

and everyone knows it.

You know what?
I'm over it, Sarah.

And you.
Wh...

Billy.

Boss, I got something
you should see.

Do you know the man
Todd is talking to?

Marco Blake.

The ex-RainWeaver employee
I thought was involved.

I guess I was right.

Along with my mentee.

I'm sorry.

It must be hard
to see this.

Uh, yes, very hard.

But now that we know the truth,

we can put this to bed
in court tomorrow.

Ben is lying.

What?

Well, I might not be
a human lie detector

but I spent all afternoon
with one.

Mouth closed tight.

Gestures don't match emotion.

I'm telling you,
that man's lying.

Yeah, look. After each meeting
Todd had at the bar with Marco,

he would go here.

So did Ben.

And we didn't catch it before

because we were only looking

at individual
employee's movements.

Yeah. Instead of
cross-referencing them.

So Ben and Todd
are meeting up after. But why?

Do we have Todd's
employment agreement?

Uh...

Hi there.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Thank you so much for agreeing
to talk to me about Matty.

Todd Paxton,

important to you--

both professionally
and personally?

The beating heart
of the company.

You referred to him
as your close friend.

Your mentee?

We mentored each other.
Understood.

So it surprised you
when you learned

that he was the one
leaking trade secrets

to Marco Blake,
your former employee

who now works at Stratusfy.

Surprised
is an understatement.

I trusted him.
You trusted him.

And there's no way
that you were in the know

about those meetings?

I'm sorry?

Oh, in the know.

Conscious. Aware of.

Aware of the meetings

where my technology
was being stolen?

This is the tracking information
from your own bracelet.

We received it
when we got Todd's.

Could you please
take a look?

As you can see,

each time Todd met Marco
at that bar,

right afterwards
he'd go and meet with you,

at a coffee shop, Mother Gaia's
Vegan Coffee House, to be exact.

Great chaga.

I want to believe you,

but it sort of looks like
Todd was reporting back to you

about how it was going with
Marco, over chagaccinos.

Why would I? That doesn't...

Todd gets a pretty big

golden parachute
if he leaves RainWeaver,

doesn't he?

Even if he gets fired.

$15 million, free and clear.

He is... a valuable employee.

Agreed.

I'd say that he's
an invaluable employee

for conspiring with you

to give RainWeaver's tech
to Stratusfy.

No, no, we didn't. We...
So that you

can sue Stratusfy,

bankrupt your only
major competition, dominate

the emerging market.

This is ridiculous! She...

Can she even do this?

Not that way, no.

Though it is my fantasy
to drag your ass to court

and expose you
on the stand, or

I suppose I could go behind
your back, like you did to me.

Slip the Department of Commerce
an anonymous note

about how you were part of
leaking your own trade secrets.

Oh, I am sure they would love
to see you pay your dues.

But as my lawyer,
you can't do that, right?

The action is over.

Todd confessed,
Stratusfy is folding.

And my loyalty is
to you, my client.

A little bit of bad
for a whole lot of good.

I'll share that tech
with the people who need it.

I'll take your word for it.

I do not appreciate
being lied to,

and I highly recommend you think
twice before doing it again.

I understand.

But you're representing me
on my next action.

Hmm.

And I get sued a lot.

Don't ever lose her.

Put on some damn shoes, will ya?

Nice work.

Getting him
to come clean like that.

Sure was.

And now I'm going back to cases

that I can respect
in the morning's light.

I hope I can count
on your vote for partner?

Over my son?

A little bit of bad
for a whole lot of good.

I made up my mind.

I'm not taking your offer.

Wow.

Just to spite me.

No, because I don't trust you.

During our entire marriage,

I never asked a question
about our finances.

I just let you take the lead.

I didn't want to make things
feel uncomfortable,

or God forbid,
look like a gold digger.

But I am done.

I don't like the way
you've been moving.

And secrets need
to come to the light.

So you want to go to war?

Of course not.

But I will.

The ends justify the means?

Hmm.
For Ben,

your divorce.

Think less of me?

Not at all.

I needed to hear that myself
right about now.

What's going on?

Sarah's just so mad at me.

Uh, I noticed.

But don't worry.
I'll help smooth it over.

Well, you're sponsoring
personality transplants now?

We have to figure out

a way to get Shae off my back.

I'll have Alfie put out
a new lead.

Guess I'm going to Georgia.

Finally, a colleague.

Let's find out

if anything
on that résumé is true.

Gestures have to match words.

No sweating, no blinking.

We'll meet outside,

I'll sweat anyway,
and I'll wear sunglasses.

Thank you so much for agreeing
to talk to me about Matty.

I am always happy to talk
about Madeline Matlock.

One of the best lawyers I knew.

And I'm not at all surprised
that she is having a second act.

Shae?

Did you go see
a colleague of mine

from 30 years ago in Georgia?

I mean, what,
are you stalking me now?

I-I... I thought...

I don't care what you thought.

That's harassment,
plain and simple.

And lady, I'm gonna file
another complaint against you,

and that'll automatically
trigger an investigation.

Matty... I am sorry.

I made a mistake.

Yeah. You sure did.

Oh, you're kidding me?

You took my cologne?
Yes.

And I'm sure that
the entire floor was grateful.

But I am returning it now...
as a peace offering.

Okay.

You were right.

I've been blaming Matty,
and the truth is...

...you deserve the case.

I'm really sorry.

Billy.

No. Come on!

Are we okay?

No, Sarah, we're not.

You crossed a line,

and I'm tired of always trying
to make things right with you.

I can do this job on my own,
and I'm going to.

You wanted to see me?

Y-Yeah. Look,
I need you to let go

of whatever bizarre beef
you have with Matty. Understood?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Totally.

I am fine.

What's going on, Sarah?

Nothing. I...

I just realized that I'm not
as good as I thought I was.

And because
I couldn't face that,

I blamed an old lady,
I alienated my friend,

I messed up at work,
and now I started crying

in front of the one person
that I most admire.

It's okay, Sarah.
It's not okay.

This is not okay.

It is, and you're going
to be okay

because you have
so much potential.

But you get in your own way
because you're too busy

competing and not collaborating.

I had to learn the same lesson
when I started working here.

Really?

Really.

Will you be my mentor?

I'm sorry. What now?
You know, like...

Like Todd and Ben, but without
the weird corporate espionage.

Please. Olympia,
I have admired you

- for so long, I just...
- Excuse me.

I just know there is so much
that I could learn from you.

Okay.

Yes! Yes. Okay.

I promise
you will not regret this.

Should we link calendars?
Oh.

Talk mentor-mentee
gift-giving guidelines?

Uh, I actually have
to be somewhere.

Well, I'd be happy
to come along.

Take notes, network.

Let's start tomorrow, hmm?
Perfect. What time?

Ugh.

Rematch.

Oh.

Oh!

I'm sorry.
I did not see you sitting there.

Catch me after your meeting?

Uh, dinner,

actually.

Oh. Of course.

You guys sure you don't want
to play this, hmm?

No. I mean, uh,

have fun.

Thanks.
Yeah.

Uh, bye.

Knock, knock.

Well, well.

The lord of the manor come
to visit me in my humble office.

I wanted to let you know
you won't have any more issues

with Shae Banfield.

Oh. You heard about that?

Oh, I hear age discrimination,
I take it personal. Sue me.

I'd prefer not to.
Hmm.

And yet, uh...

...you went to HR.

Well, I was feeling
a little vulnerable.

This retaliation?

Of course not.
A friendly check-in.

Wanted to make sure you're okay.

I know Shae can be...
overzealous.

She tracked down my colleague
from 30 years ago.

Ah. Like I said.

But it's also what makes her
so good at her job.

Yeah.

What's she holding
over you, sir?

I mean, got to be something.
You wouldn't be down here.

Tell me I'm paranoid.

You're paranoid.

I'm fond of the kid, that's all.

We go way back.

Hmm.

Huh.

Good night, Matlock.

Good night, sir.

Paranoid, my foot!

This is four-day-old carp.

Something's fishy.

And I'll bet it has to do

with Shae when she consulted
for Wellbrexa 14 years ago.

About that.

I might have an idea
of what she was doing back then.

Tell me a little something
about you.

How did you get involved
with jury consultation?

Oh, uh, well,

I was an analyst, initially.

For McKinsey?
Ah.

So you analyzed juries?

No, I actually worked
in marketing back then.

Oh.

Marketing?
Marketing.

Marketing is how Wellbrexa

and Purdue turbocharged
the opioid epidemic.

So maybe it was marketing
documents they hid.

Yeah.
Oh, this is good.

This is very good.

You're incredible, darling!

Well, I'm glad you think so.

Oh, I... I looked
for that email.

From the guy who knew Ellie?

And?

Yeah, I couldn't find it.

My old university account
has been wiped clean.

Oh.

Well... that's that then.

I'm gonna take a shower.
Okay.