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I think that you are
an outstanding lawyer,

and I just think that we could
do great things together.

No doubt we could.

You must feel like
you're responsible

for this woman's death, and
as far as I'm concerned,

if you don't do something
about it, you are.

Bowie says he couldn't
have murdered the woman

because he was busy breaking
into Greg Fisher's house.

- The movie producer?
- I need you to get him

to give us the security
footage from his cameras.

He signed with Erica.

- You want this?
- What do you want for it?

You have something of mine,
and I'm here to take it back.

You saw something you wanted,

you knew how much
it mattered to me,

yet you didn't give a damn.

You still think I did it.

Why is it so important
I believe you?

Because I'm a human
being, Stuart,

and I would never
take another life.

I can't come in and
run this division

and then fall into some
kind of relationship

with a name partner.
Gotta be one or the other.

Can I have some time
to think about it?

- Don't take too long.
- I won't.

As your friend, I'm telling you,

you'll look like an idiot
if you bring charges.

Told you this was a courtesy.

We arrested him ten minutes
before I walked in here.

I'm thinking about
getting a earring.

- No.
- No?

You had one.
- [chuckles] I was... I was 13.

And it looked way better on
me than it ever would on you.

Man, why you got
to be like that?

For your own protection, Stuart.

- Time will tell.
- No, it won't.

Fine.

You think it's going to be you?
- I know it's going to be me.

- Excuse me.
- Look at the facts, Stuart.

The facts are,
I've outscored you

on every test we've ever
taken since our first year.

I'm sorry, I almost
fell asleep there,

like every professor
during every oral argument

that you have ever given.

It was one time.
Callahan had a new baby.

He got no sleep
the night before.

He got plenty of sleep...
during your presentation.

All right, gentlemen.

I'm sure you're both dying
to know which one of you

is number one and
which is number two.

Dean Harris, deliver
the bad news.

Put Stuart out of his misery.

Not so fast, Mr. Black.

For the first time in the
history of Columbia Law,

the top two students
are exactly tied.

- What?
- Really?

Therefore, for the first time,

the winner will be
determined by a mock trial.

Thank God.

Can't we just take
a test or something?

This is a test, Mr. Lane.

A father and two
sons were in a car.

All three tested drunk.

The older brother was driving.

The father was in
the front seat.

The younger brother,
who is now in a coma,

was passed out in the back
when the older brother

hit and killed a pedestrian.

You'll recruit people
to play their parts.

The real question
is, which one of you

is going to be the prosecution

and who is going
to be the defense?

I don't ever want
to be defense, ever.

- That's fine by me.
- Prosecution.

- Thank you.
- Defense.

One more thing...

you'll each be allowed to
change one fact or detail

about the case,

because in the real world,

curveballs come up
at court every day.

[dramatic music]

♪

Got your ass-kicking tie on.

They're all ass-kicking ties.

Well, if you're about
to go kick Isaac's ass,

why'd you have so much
trouble sleeping last night?

I thought we agreed
no analyzing me

before I go to court.
- When did we agree to that?

Right now when I just said it.

[chuckles]

Isaac said something
to me. It got to me.

He said I'm responsible
for this murder

because I shared information
he gave me with my client,

and four hours later,
a woman was dead.

Well, did you have any
idea that this might happen

when you shared it
with your client?

Of course not.

Well, maybe Isaac's
saying it's your fault

because he really
thinks it's his.

What good does that do me?

If you can see that
it isn't his fault,

maybe you can see
it isn't yours.

Okay, what was so
important it couldn't wait?

Your Honor, I asked
for this hearing

because this case should
never go to trial.

Said every defense lawyer ever.

We have more than enough
evidence to proceed.

And last I checked, the judge
is the one who decides that.

What's this?

Security-camera footage
which proves David Bowie

was at a different location
when Janet Fields was murdered.

You've got to be kidding me.

You're saying he couldn't
have murdered her

because he was
robbing someone else?

Yes, I am, and if you
want to charge him

with that, Isaac, be my guest.

I have to say,

this is compelling
grounds for dismissal.

Your Honor, I want to
subpoena the person

who gave him this footage.

He has nothing to do with this.

They're using this
footage as an alibi,

and I don't know anything
about where it came from

or the person who
gave it to them.

Would you like to examine
the guy who installed

the security cameras?

Or, oh, what about the
man who invented film?

If it helps prove that
evidence is a lie,

I'll subpoena your mother.

My mother wouldn't
get caught on film.

Okay, that's enough.

The footage is compelling,
but Mr. Adani can question

the man who provided it.
- Your Honor, I think...

Whatever you're going to
say, save it till next time.

We're done here. [gavel bangs]

♪ See the money, wanna
stay for your meal ♪

♪ Get another piece
of pie for your wife ♪

♪ Everybody wanna
know how it feel ♪

♪ Everybody wanna
see what it's like ♪

♪ I'll even eat a bean
pie, I don't mind ♪

♪ Me and Missy is so
busy, busy making money ♪

♪ All right

♪ All step back,
I'm 'bout to dance ♪

♪ The greenback boogie

Okay, I'm here.

What's going on?

I just got a subpoena
for Greg Fisher

to answer questions about
that security footage.

- And?
- I need you to make sure

Greg's dirty laundry
doesn't get aired in public.

Why are you asking
me and not Stuart?

A few years ago, Stuart
took something from me.

I couldn't stand it.

And I couldn't stand
the way he took it.

So I used that security footage
as leverage to get it back,

and I didn't do it gently.

So he won't do this for you,
but he might do it for me.

Yes.

I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

Wait a second.

Is this why your mother's
sculpture suddenly reappeared?

It is.

What do you mean you couldn't
stand the way he took it?

He stole it?

No, he tricked me.

He made me look like a fool.

How?

[sighs]

Ted, I want to go
over the ground rules.

Can it wait a minute, Stuart?
I'm going to go on a run.

Unless you'd like to join me.
- You know I can't do that.

The Lane men suffer
from knock-knees.

It's not a laughing matter.

[laughing] I'm sorry. It's
not a laughing matter.

Okay, Stuart. Hit me. What
would you like to discuss?

I want to know if we're in
a gunfight or a knife fight.

Stuart, you're my roommate, my
best friend, and I love you,

but I'm going to
tear you to pieces,

and I don't want you to come
crying to me when I win.

That's exactly what
I wanted to hear,

because when this is
all said and done,

you're going to
be the one crying.

Okay.

Um... [laughing]

B-before we actually
get started here,

there is... there is one thing.

I would...

I would really like Eddie
to play the younger brother.

The brother's in a coma. He
won't have anything to do.

I know, but I want
him to have a chance

to feel like he's
part of the action.

That's a great idea.

Of course...

on one condition.

I get to pick all
the other parts.

Are you kidding me?

I'm trying to do a nice
thing for my brother here.

You're going to leverage it?

You just said we're
in a gunfight.

This is war. War is hell.

That was a test. I wouldn't
have it any other way.

All right, hey, you want
to do the thing one time

before we're on opposite sides?

We're already on opposite sides.

Come on.

[sighs] Okay.

Really?

No.

War really is hell.

May I speak with
you for a second?

- What is it?
- The last time that we spoke,

you were, uh, looking
for an answer,

and I had some unexpected
business in New York.

But I thought about it
a lot, and I have one.

It doesn't matter.

I thought that we
were going to have

a conversation about this.
- I thought so, too.

And then you
disappeared for a week.

So that's it?

I don't know what
you want me to say.

Actions speak louder than words.

I've been up and running

as the head of the Criminal
Division since Monday.

Okay.

Well, uh, if you
are up and running,

then we need to
make an announcement

as soon as possible.

Big, splashy case, preferably
related to entertainment...

Do you have anything
that fits the bill?

- You know Sierra Carson?
- Of course I do.

Teen star accused of
assaulting her father.

That will make a
great announcement.

- Not quite.
- Why?

Because I still
haven't signed her.

Then we're getting
off on the wrong foot.

- What's going on, Ted?
- Nothing's going on.

But the answer to the question,

"do you have anything that fits
the bill?" should've been no.

[dramatic music]

Let me get this straight.

You want me to play the
part of a therapist?

Well, you are studying
to be a therapist.

I think that's a bad idea.

Why?

Because you and Ted are friends.

This has trouble
written all over it,

not to mention that you
said the gloves are off.

I mean, he's going to
use me against you.

All Ted can do is ask

if the brother admitted to
feeling guilt in session.

And when he does,
I come in and say,

you're covered by
doctor-patient privilege.

Nothing more can
happen. Trust me.

Stuart, why is this
so important to you?

You told me you fell in
love with Alan Sepiol

while watching him win
debate club regionals.

That was high school.

I saw the look on your face

when you were telling
me about watching him.

And you want me to
have that same look

when I'm watching you?
- Yes.

And the only reason you'd say no

is if you think
I can't beat him.

You have got to get over
this chip on your shoulder

that you think he's
better than you.

What do you think
I'm trying to do?

- Okay, I'll do it.
- You're the best.

Yeah, I'm the best
girlfriend ever.

♪

Hey, we need to talk,
and we need to talk now.

- Excuse me?
- Erica did us a solid

by giving us that footage,

and now her client is being
dragged into your case.

I'm not the one who called
Fisher as a witness.

No, but you're the one
that knows what was stolen.

You mean I know the
identity of Fisher's co-star

on that sex tape?
- Yes.

And you better make damn sure
that none of that comes out.

- I don't appreciate your tone.
- I don't care.

You asked for my help.

I got Erica to do
this. We owe her.

Well, he's got to say something

about what was stolen.

What he's going to
say is the truth.

Two pieces of jewelry
and 20,000 in cash

were taken from that
safe, and that is it.

Fine.

I'll do my best to keep
the rest out of it.

No, that's not good enough.

Erica told me what you did to
get her mother's sculpture,

and you owe her a hell of a lot
more than just giving it back.

Whether I owe Erica or not,

my job is to serve my
client, not your girlfriend.

And if one conflicts
with the other,

you know what's going to happen.

[sighs]

♪

Ladies and gentlemen of
the jury, I'll be brief.

The defendant was drunk.

He plowed into the victim,

killing him in his father's BMW,

and he admitted to all
of this at the scene.

This trial will be short.

Your only job is deciding
what the punishment should be.

Your Honor, the prosecution
and I agree on one thing.

This is going to
be a short trial,

because in lieu of
opening statements,

I move for a directed verdict.

Objection. On what basis?

On the basis they
got the wrong guy.

I have a witness I'd like
to call to the stand.

What witness?

The father of the man on trial.

♪

- What are you doing?
- Winning.

♪

Who was driving the car

on the night the
victim was killed?

- I was.
- And yet, at the scene,

your son said he
was the one driving.

Why would he do that?

Because he wanted to protect me.

- Why would you let him do it?
- Because I was drunk.

And I was touched by the
depth of his feelings for me.

But I had to come forward,

because as much as he loves
me, I love him even more.

Dean, I'm sorry to
break character,

but I want to go on
the record as saying

that if Stuart is going
to go down this road,

this counts as his one allowance

to change the facts of the case.

I didn't change anything.

I simply informed my client

if his father was really
the one driving that car,

this case would be over.

You mean you got that
bastard to lie on the stand?

I would never suborn
perjury in a moot court

or anywhere else.

No, you'd just bring
my father into it.

All right, that's enough.

The only thing he did was
pull one hell of a move.

He didn't change any facts.

I'm going to give you 15 minutes

to prepare for cross.

♪

What the hell are you doing?

I'm representing my client
to the best of my ability.

I mean picking my
father to play that part

when you could have
had anybody else?

Oh, get over it, Ted.

All you got to do is prove
that he lied up there.

The only way to do that
is to get him to say

that he was sacrificing
himself for his son,

which is something
that he would never do.

Sounds to me like you're saying

I picked the right choice
to play your father.

Remember,

you started this.

♪

I'm not going to have to say
anything about the sex tape,

correct?

- No, you're not.
- You're sure?

I'm about to make sure.

[sighs]

[cell phone vibrates]

Amanda, what is it?
I am a little busy.

I'm trying to sign a client

that has an
entertainment element,

and I could use a little
background on her.

- Who's the client?
- Sierra Carson.

When are you going
to meet with her?

- I'm due in court in an hour.
- Then I can't help you.

Because right in this
moment, I am in court myself.

Hey, just so we're clear...

that sex tape, off the table.

You want clarity? I'll
tell you what I told Rick.

I'll do my best, but
I make no guarantees,

because my client's
best interest

is more important than yours.

Gentlemen, are we ready?

Mr. Fisher,

what exactly was stolen the
night your security camera

conveniently caught
Mr. Bowie on tape?

A watch, a bracelet that
belonged to my grandmother,

and $20,000 cash.

Family heirloom. How sad.

You must have called the police

the second you discovered
what was missing.

I never called the police.

So money and things of
sentimental value were stolen,

yet you never reported it.

Why would that be?

I used other channels
to get it back.

I think you didn't report it

because you staged
this whole thing

as a favor to David Bowie.
- Objection.

There's no evidence of that.
- Yes, there is.

Mr. Fisher, isn't it true
that you hired David Bowie

six months ago?

Yes, I did.

- For what?
- I'd rather not say.

And I'd rather you did.

I hired him to retrieve
an item of mine

that someone else had.

So you hired him
to commit a crime?

I didn't ask how he got it back.

You mean you didn't
care how he got it back.

- Objection.
- He committed a crime for you

or got it back by some miracle.

Either way, you have a soft
spot in your heart for him.

I don't care if he...

You set up this whole fake
robbery to create an alibi.

- Your Honor. Your Honor!
- That's enough.

I have to say, Mr. Adani
has created enough doubt

about the motives
of this witness

for us to move
forward with trial.

[dramatic music]

Your Honor, what if I could
prove this man hates my client

and would never lift
a finger to help him?

Stuart, do not do this.

- I'll do what I have to do.
- You know what?

This is why people
don't like you.

You put yourself above
the team every time.

I'm putting my client
above everything else,

which is what a lawyer
is supposed to do.

♪

Teddy, this is great.
We're all in the trial.

Yeah, Eddie, it's really great.

Do you mind if I talk
to Dad for a second?

I saw you storm off earlier.

You all finished with
your temper tantrum?

What are you even doing here?

I'm here to see what
kind of man you are.

Walk me through that.

I knew this would put
you in a tough position.

So will you rise
to the occasion,

or did your mother
make you weak?

My mother raised me and Eddie.

She didn't prepare you
for things like this

that happen in real life.

In real life, you wouldn't be
lying about driving that car.

You would have been
driving that car,

and then you would have
pressured me or Eddie

to say that it was us.

Teddy, I don't like this.

Mr. Black,

are you ready to
cross-examine the father?

Your Honor, I was going
to call this man up there

and say that his
confession was a lie,

that he was only claiming
to be behind the wheel

because he loves his son.

But the truth is that he
has no love for his son,

and he actually was the
one driving the car.

- What's going on here?
- And therefore,

I move to place him under arrest

for vehicular manslaughter.
- No, no, this is my client.

If he's found innocent, I win.
- Except for one thing.

I'm using my one change to make
the father the new defendant.

Stuart, I'm afraid
that Ted's right.

And since the new defendant
has just confessed to the crime

in front of the jury,

I rest my case.

Okay.

We'll pick this up
tomorrow with Mr. Lane.

I have to say, this is proving
to be quite the battle.

[gavel bangs]
- You may think I'm weak,

but I'm certainly not stupid,

because I just found a way
to call you a terrible father

and win my trial,
all at the same time.

♪

You going to ice
me out all night,

or do you want to talk about it?

I don't know, Stuart... you
got any more surprises for me?

Maybe you want to call
Adolf Hitler to the stand.

You're going to compare your
father with Adolf Hitler?

He was a really bad father.

My father and I had a blowup
in front of Eddie, Stuart.

You know how much
that upsets him.

How would you feel

if I had done something
like that to you?

I'd think it's not personal.
You're just trying to win.

[scoffs]

Look, man, if that's...

if that's what you think,
then that's what you think.

Ms. Carson, aggravated
assault of a loved one

is a serious allegation.

Do you have anything to say
before I rule on your bail?

I'd prefer my client
not answer, Your Honor.

- Are you sure?
- Your Honor, if I may.

Ms. Carson is a public
figure without a passport.

Not only should her
bail be set at zero,

she should be given
a new attorney.

- I'm her attorney.
- This person is not qualified.

He was appointed by the court.

Because Ms. Carson was told

she couldn't afford one herself.

- I can't.
- Yes, you can.

Your Honor, I'd like
to file a motion

for conservator-in-limine.

She already has a conservator.

Yes, her father, the man
she's accused of assaulting.

Do we think that's
the best person

to decide whether or not she
can spend money she earned

on a competent attorney?
- I take offense at that.

Be that as it may, Arnold,

it appears you are not as up
to the task as Ms. Stevens.

But I don't want to force
representation on anyone.

Ms. Carson,

would you prefer to be
represented by this woman?

Don't you want to
know if I did it?

- Not right now.
- Why not?

Because if you didn't,
I'll believe you.

And if you did, I'm going
to prove he deserved it.

How can you know all that?

Because I was emancipated
from my father.

[dramatic music]

I believe I have myself a
new attorney, Your Honor.

♪

You're the therapist of the
former defendant, correct?

I am.

And did the two of you ever
talk about his feelings?

Of course we did. That's
the point of therapy.

In that case, did the former
defendant, my new client's son,

ever say anything about feeling
guilty about driving his car

into the victim?
- Yes, many times.

Objection.

That answer is subject to
doctor-patient privilege.

Your Honor, that
privilege only applies

when the patient is in jeopardy.

And since the prosecution
saw fit to dismiss

the former defendant's
case, there is no jeopardy.

Objection overruled.

So since my new client clearly
wasn't driving the car,

why would he say he was?

You don't have to be a
therapist to answer that.

I mean, what father wouldn't lie

about being behind the wheel
to protect his own son?

Which means he wasn't
behind the wheel

and my new client is innocent.

No more questions, Your Honor.

For the record, who paid
for those therapy sessions?

Was it your patient,
or was it his father?

- His father.
- So you owe the man.

I don't owe anyone.

My responsibility
is to my patient,

not the man who pays his bills.

So to clarify,

you wouldn't lie to
protect the defendant?

- No, I wouldn't.
- Good.

Because my real question
is, would you lie

to protect his attorney?
- What?

Isn't it true that
you're in a relationship

with Stuart Lane?
- Yes, but...

Did you not recently tell me
that you wanted to marry him?

I told you that in confidence.

- Your Honor...
- And if you want to marry him,

doesn't it stand to reason

that you would do
anything within your power

to help him get ahead?
- Dean!

Isn't it true that your
future with Stuart Lane

is far more secure if he
finishes first in this class

rather than second?

Yes, but I wouldn't
ever lie for him...

But you just said,

what father wouldn't lie
to protect his own son?

Do you expect a jury to
buy that a future wife

wouldn't lie to protect
her own husband?

Okay, I am done with
this entire thing.

♪

Helen. Helen, wait.

Damn it, Stuart,

Ted just revealed
something intimate

that I wanted to
share with you myself.

I know it's upsetting,

but, Helen, hearing you want
to marry me is good news.

That doesn't make it any better.

And on top of that, he
attacked my integrity

in front of everyone
in that stupid room.

He didn't say those
things about you.

He said them about the
character you're playing.

Are you kidding me?

I tell you how I feel, and
you're going to lawyer me?

Do you even
understand me at all?

How am I the bad guy
here? Ted did this.

I'll tell you how.

I told you I didn't want to do
this, and you didn't listen.

So go back in there and do what
you have to do, but I am done.

♪

[distant door slams]

♪

Mr. Lane, another
five minutes,

I was going to declare a winner,

and it wasn't going to be you.
- I'm sorry, Your Honor.

How would you like to proceed?

♪

Defense would like to call

the younger brother
to the stand.

What? No, he can't do that.

The... the younger
brother is in a coma.

He was, but I want
to use my one change

to say he just woke up.

He was passed out
the entire time.

He doesn't know anything.

He can still speak about both
his brother and his father.

In that case, we'll
convene tomorrow

with the brother on the
stand. [gavel bangs]

Stuart, don't do this.

It's too late for that.

You went after Helen.

I'm going after Eddie.

♪

Mr. Fisher, you said
you hired my client

to retrieve an item
someone had taken.

Was this item part of what
was stolen that night?

- It was.
- I'm confused.

Why would my client
want to steal something

he retrieved for you
in the first place?

I really can't be sure.

Well, I think we'd all be sure

if you just told us
what the item was.

[sighs]

It was a sex tape.

What the hell does this
have to do with anything?

You're about to find out, Isaac,

because Mr. Fisher
is about to tell us

the name of the woman
he is with on that tape.

Your Honor, my client's
right to privacy

precludes him from being
forced to answer this question.

- It doesn't preclude me.
- Stuart.

You filmed yourself having
sex with Dana David,

who's married to the
head of the studio

who controls every
project you have.

And isn't it true
that affair coming out

could ruin your career?

I guess we're about to find out.

So he stole that tape
to blackmail you,

and you hate him for it?
- He did, and I do.

Your Honor...

we've provided
rock-solid evidence

David Bowie could not have
committed this murder.

The prosecution's
ridiculous theory

that these two
fabricated this evidence

has been blown out of the water.

He tried. He failed.

This case never should
have been brought

in the first place.

It's time for it
to be dismissed.

- Your Honor, the people...
- I've heard enough.

I'm dismissing the
charges. This case is over.

[gavel bangs]

♪

Look, I know we had some
issues along the way,

but I was wrong about you.

You got the job
done. Thanks, Stuart.

♪

I don't care what just happened.

You told him about Janet Fields.

He killed her,

and you know it.

♪

Stuart, I need to know what
you're planning for Eddie.

I'm going to ask
him some questions.

He's going to read from a script

that says the father said that
he was the one driving the car

to protect the brother.

And the brother let him do it
because he hates the father,

hates Eddie, and is
a selfish bastard

that would do anything
to protect his own skin.

Are you seriously going to
make Eddie say that I hate him?

No, I'm going to have him
say his fictitious brother

hates his character.

He can't tell the
difference, Stuart.

Neither could Helen.

You're the one who picked her.

- And you picked Eddie.
- Not to testify.

I wanted him to feel like
he was a part of things.

Well, now he is
a part of things.

And if him getting
a little upset

is the price he has to
pay for me winning...

Jesus, Stuart, you used
my father, I used Helen!

We're even!

I don't want to be even!

Okay. All right, no, I get it.

This is about you
being jealous of me

and just doing anything to win.

No, this is about you being
jealous that I'm going to win.

If you want to stop me from
putting Eddie on the stand,

all you have to do is forfeit.

But you'll never do that,

because it would mean
admitting to everyone

that I'm better than you.

♪

[footsteps approaching]

I hear things went well.

Why do you look like
someone killed your puppy?

Because I used
falsified evidence.

- What am I looking at?
- Bowie's alibi.

Something about it
kept gnawing at me,

so I came back to
take a look at it.

He doctored the time stamp?

- It's not even him.
- I see his face right there.

That's what he wants
you to focus on.

But inside, he's
masked the whole time.

He breaks in at the time
of Janet Fields' death,

voids the alarms, hacks
the safe, gets the goods.

By the time we get to this
last shot, it's an hour later.

- Isn't it continuous?
- Almost.

He reaches the door at
2:35 a.m. and 37 seconds.

Then he goes out of frame
and reappears outside...

20 feet away.
- At 2:35 a.m. and 37 seconds.

So, unless he can
teleport in zero time...

- This isn't real.
- No, it's not.

I was so stuck on the fact
that if Bowie were guilty,

he must have hired
someone to kill her.

But the more I thought about it,

if he wanted Janet Fields dead,

he would have done it himself.

- Stuart.
- He murdered that woman

because of me, and I'm the
reason he got away with it.

Stuart, do not do
what you are thinking.

I have an obligation. I know
that evidence was false.

No, you don't, because
you shouldn't have looked

at it in the first place.
- God damn it!

Her blood is on my hands!

Stuart, I don't like
this case or this client,

but you didn't kill this woman.

Take the damn win...

and move on.

[dramatic music]

[footsteps departing]

Hey.

Helen, what are you doing here?

You were supposed to
come home two hours ago

and you didn't call.

What's going on?

♪

Helen. [chuckles]

What are you doing here?

I came to tell you that
I'm not mad at you anymore.

I meant I thought you
wouldn't want to come here

if you thought Ted were here.

Well, I knew Ted
wasn't going to be here

because he came to see me.
- No.

Stuart, look, he...
he apologized to me.

He came to you, told you
what I was going to do,

and now you're here
to talk me out of it.

Yes, I am.

Do you know what
something like this

could do to someone like Eddie?

Because I do.

He wouldn't back down if the
shoe were on the other foot.

We're not talking about
what Ted would do.

We're talking about
what you're going to do.

I'm going to win.

You said that you
wanted to spend

the rest of your life with me.

This is about me being number
one and setting up our future.

No, it's proving to the world
that you're better than Ted

at all costs.

I never get to be
the best at anything!

Why don't you just go tell
him to forfeit to save Eddie?

Because he's not the
man I love, Stuart.

You are.

♪

I'm here early, like you asked.

Eddie, why don't you hop
up on the witness stand

and wait for Stuart?

Okay, before Eddie
has to testify,

I want you to change
your plea to guilty

and throw yourself on
the mercy of the court.

Oh, I get it. You want
to win by cheating.

I didn't know you
had that in you.

I like that.
- I'm not cheating.

I'm asking for
this... [door opens]

So that Eddie doesn't
have to take the stand.

Well, then I'm not
going to do it.

Why not?

Because he has always
been your Achilles' heel.

He's made you weak
since you were little,

and now you're asking me
to get you out of this.

The answer is no.
- Dad, come...

Would you toughen the hell up?

You let that clown
defense attorney

do whatever it is
he's going to do,

and then you
cross-examine Eddie,

and you rip him to pieces.
- I'm not going to do that.

Then lay down and forfeit.

But stop blaming me
for your problems.

I'm sick of it.
- You're a real son of a bitch.

You don't have the first
clue how the world works...

Stop fighting.

Looks like everyone's
here. Is the defense ready?

Stuart?

I'm not calling
any more witnesses.

Defense rests, Your Honor.

Then it's time for
closing statements.

Is the prosecution ready?

♪

The prosecution withdraws
its case, Your Honor.

We got the wrong guy.

Well, this has never
happened before.

Maybe not, but...

as a prosecutor, I want
to understand that...

justice is more
important than winning.

Well, then I guess
we're all done here.

[gavel bangs]

[people murmuring]

I knew it.

Weak is the kind of
lawyer you want to be.

This isn't about what kind
of lawyer I want to be.

This is about what
kind of man I am.

- [scoffs]
- And like always,

it's the opposite of you.

[chuckles]

♪

Thank you, Stuart.

Right back at you.

Now can we do it?

You bet your ass we can.

[chuckling]

Hey, coming in.

- Come on.
- Come on in, buddy.

Group hug.

♪

You wanted something for
a splashy press release.

Here you go.

You signed her. How'd
you make that happen?

From the time she was a kid,

her father managed every move,

dictated every choice.

She felt trapped
with no way out.

I related to that.

I was under the impression

that you had a good
relationship with your father.

That's my stepfather.

My biological father...

Real piece of work.

Mine too.

When Sierra was arrested,

she said she was innocent...
do you believe her?

I'm pretty sure she did it.

Is that going to be a problem?

When I offered you the position,

I said that you could
do with the department

what you see fit,
and I meant it.

- Good.
- Ah, hey, just...

I... the other day...

I shouldn't have snapped
at you like that.

I think my...

feelings might have
been a little hurt.

If I'm being honest,

maybe mine were, too.

I should have called you
when I was in New York.

I should have waited
for you to come back.

Are you sure that
this is what you want?

Because...
- Ted,

this is how it
has to be for now.

[cell phone vibrates]

- I got to take that.
- Yeah.

♪

Hey.

I heard about what
happened in court.

I know that is not
what you wanted.

Did you hear Greg
Fisher dropped me?

No, I didn't.

I came to you because I
thought you understood

this was important to me.
- I did.

Then I revealed to you things
that I'd rather not have.

You said you'd take care of it.

- I did take care of it.
- In what goddamn way?

I got him to say he
would do his best.

I'm sorry it didn't work.
- He did his best, all right.

He humiliated my client
and ruined my reputation

all in one shot.

Then why the hell are you
coming to me and not Stuart?

Because this all started when
you asked me to do him a favor,

and it ended up
biting me in the ass.

No, you used that to get
your mother's sculpture back,

so that is not
what this is about.

What are you getting at?

This is you, once again,
using what is going on

to find a reason to be near me

instead of just admitting

being near me is
really what you want.

This all started with you.

Your fake client
and wanting a quote

and calling and the flirting

when you know that I...
- You what?

And don't say that you don't
like it, because you do.

[soft music]

What is stopping you?

♪ Tell me love comes
with conditions ♪

♪ Sit, you need to listen

♪ 'Cause who am I if I
don't fit in your palm ♪

- I can't.
- [sighs]

♪ All I want to do is run

♪

Well, then I can't
do this anymore.

What are you saying?

I've been honest with
you about what I want.

I want to be with you.

♪

If you don't want
to be with me...

♪

[sighs] I think we just need
to stay away from each other.

[singer vocalizing]

♪

♪ Covert narcissism

♪ Tell me I'm the cause
of your condition ♪

Not so fast, Counselor.

Bowie. What are
you doing here?

Could ask you the same, but
I already know the answer.

'Cause that's Isaac
Adani's house.

You found out something,

and you're here to
clear your conscience.

I figured out you
doctored that footage,

which means you're a murderer.

And you used me to
pinpoint your victim

and hand-deliver your alibi.

You tell that to Adani,
you get disbarred.

- I know how the law works.
- I'm just here to remind you.

Remind me of what?

That you'd kill any witness
that would testify against you?

Yeah, I killed Janet Fields,

and I will kill you.

But I'm not going to have to,

because you don't
want to hurt Helen

or your sweet children
or even poor Isaac Adani.

There is nothing I won't do

to keep myself from
going to prison.

[breathes deeply]

Well, before you go
ahead and put me down,

you should know that Isaac Adani

is in that house
right now watching us.

No, he's not.

Isaac Adani is out to
dinner with his wife.

Isaac Adani might
be out for dinner...

but I'm not.

- Ted.
- Stuart, how are you?

I know you. You're Ted Black.

Yes, I am,

and I recorded everything
that you just said.

So if anything ever
happens to my good friend,

you are going to spend the
rest of your miserable life

in prison.
- Uh-uh.

I know how the law works.

I didn't consent
to being recorded,

so you can't use that.

I'm sorry, you misunderstood.

I got here

about an hour before
you even showed up.

You see, I'm collecting
footage for a documentary

that I'm putting together.

It's on the mating habits
of the pileated woodpecker.

Your voice was a byproduct

and therefore
completely admissible.

And before you start whining

about attorney-client privilege,

Black & Associates
is not your law firm.

[dramatic music]

Now be on your goddamn way.

♪

Okay.

I was never here.

But if that gets heard...

you know what I'm capable of.

♪

Ted... [breathing heavily]

I don't get it.
How are you here?

Helen called and wanted
me to take care of you.

She told you to set up Bowie
outside of Adani's house?

She wanted me to talk
you out of coming here

in the first place,

but I knew that you were
going to do it anyway,

like I know a guy like Bowie

isn't going to take
his eyes off you

until he's sure it's over.

So I did the next best thing.

So you didn't listen to my wife?

Well, she just goes on and
on, and blah, blah, blah.

And, "Ted, protect my husband."

It's enough already.

[laughing]

Thank you, brother.
- Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Let's get you home, all right?

Pileated woodpecker?

What? I mean, I'm...
I'm a birdsmith.

- You're a something.
- Did you pee your pants?

The contents of my underpants
are none of your business.

It's like a damn
mudslide in there.

[laughing]

I got to say, you
take away us casting

only people we cared about,

it was one hell of
a heavyweight fight.

You're not kidding.

Getting the father to admit
he did it was masterful.

You countering by
arresting the father

was a stroke of genius.

Using the therapist
against her own patient.

Forcing her to admit to
an improper relationship

with the defense attorney... it
was one haymaker after another.

It sure was a slugfest.

Speaking of the therapist...

Yeah.

When exactly did Helen tell
you she wanted to marry me?

- A few months ago.
- "A few months ago"?

You kept this to
yourself the entire time?

Didn't want to clue me in?

She asked me to keep
it a secret, Stuart,

and I didn't want
to betray her trust.

Except in front of a
room full of strangers.

Let's not relive that.

Just tell me... what
exactly did she say?

She said that if she met
me first, she'd be with me.

- Oh, my God, seriously!
- And she...

I am being serious, Stuart.

I mean, she didn't exactly
say that, but come on.

I'm the smoothest man
with the ladies you know.

Hey, boys.

Ted, this is my friend Samantha.

- Hi.
- Um...

Sorry.
- Are you okay?

Uh, yeah, I'm fine.

It's nice to "seet"
you, Mamantha.

Nice to "seet" you, too, Fred.

- It's Ted.
- I know.

Oh. [laughter]

[mouths words]

[rock music]

Smoothest guy I know.

♪

Okay, he's settled.

He said he was going to
take a shower, and...

he's in your hands now.

Ted, I can't thank you enough.

I know you and Stuart have
had your differences lately,

but...

you're still family.

I know.

You too.

[soulful piano music]

♪

♪ Hold

♪ Hold on

♪ Hold on to me

♪ 'Cause I'm a
little unsteady ♪

♪ A little unsteady

♪

♪ Mama, come here

♪ Approach, appear

♪ Daddy, I'm alone

♪ 'Cause this house
don't feel like home ♪

♪ If you love me,
don't let go ♪

♪

♪ Whoa

♪ If you love me,
don't let go ♪

♪

♪ Hold

♪ Hold on

♪ Hold on to me

♪ 'Cause I'm a
little unsteady ♪

♪ A little unsteady

[dramatic music]

♪

♪ Mama, come here

♪ Approach, appear

♪ Daddy, I'm alone

♪ 'Cause this house
don't feel like home ♪

♪ If you love me,
don't let go ♪

Aaron. Aaron!