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Previously on Suits...

We just went through a civil war
and the world knows it.

You're using privileged information
to target our clients.

Pearson Hardman is falling apart.

I never thought
you'd betray your own firm.

I did nothing wrong.

Jesus.

You're the guy that nobody wants,
but we can't get rid of.

You ordered me to rescind an offer
due to a firm-wide hiring freeze.

Two minutes later,
you hire a fifth year.

Katrina Bennett.

I need you to waive my non-compete
so I can take a position at another firm.

You went to Louis?

He didn't betray us, Harvey.
He found the problem.

You may have fended off this attack,
but we're not the only ones circling.

We fended you off,
we'll fend off the rest.

I want my name on the door.

Nice!

- Oh!
- H-O-R-S.

That means you get an "E," you lose.

- Thank you. I can spell.
- Too bad you can't shoot.

Crumpled paper.

Winners don't blame the ball. Or the rim.
Or the wind speed in a closed-off room.

The fan was on.

Excuses don't win championships.

Oh, yeah?
Did Michael Jordan tell you that?

No. I told him.

Come on.
All right.

- That was going in.
- We're in the middle of a game!

If you two are playing Horse,
then one of you needs to thank me.

Thank you.

Pussies. Out.

Would you like to finish this game?

Winner gets to be named partner.

See, that's funny, because
you're already named partner. And I...

Derek Portis died this weekend.

- Well, what took him so long?
- Harvey.

What? He lived a long life.
He was an old man.

- He was 56.
- Didn't look a day under 70.

A man dies and the first thing you think
to say is that he looked older than he was.

Well, that's the first thing I said.

The first thing I thought to say was,
"Dead or alive, Derek is a dick."

A dick that convinced Folsom Foods
to settle with us for $10,000,000.

Well, we'll just have to tell his replacement
the settlement needs a signature.

- It's not going to be that easy.
- Why?

Who's replacing him?

I'm going to have the Cornish hen.

And we're going to start
with the foie gras special. Two of them.

You're going to love it.

- Oh, just one. I'm okay, thank you.
- Dad.

I'm watching what I eat.

On my birthday?

I'm trying to be disciplined.

Listen.

I'm taking a case against
Pearson Hardman.

It's Folsom Foods.
Do you know it?

Um, of course.
It's a gender discrimination case.

Well, I wanted to give you a chance
to get off it, if you were on it.

Well, I'm not, but okay.

It's just that I know
you keep a low profile at work.

That was supposed to be
between me and mom.

Well, I wish you could
tell me these things.

And I wish that you, uh, didn't keep
the fact that I was your father a secret.

It's not a secret.
I just don't broadcast it.

People treat me differently
once they find out you're my dad.

Are you worried that they're judging you
for being a paralegal?

No, Dad.

Only you judge me
for being a paralegal.

I do not judge you.

It doesn't matter. I'm not planning
on being a paralegal forever.

I know.

Right there.

You can't even pretend to believe
I have what it takes to be a lawyer.

Rachel, you are a beautiful woman.

And you can do whatever you want.

Beautiful. Not smart.

Honey, I am trying
to give you a heads up.

And you're taking the whole thing
as an indictment.

Do you believe I have what it takes
to be a lawyer?

It's been five years.

And

it hasn't happened. I just wonder
if you've considered trying something else.

Of all days.

"Hey, Rachel.
How was your birthday?"

"Great. My dad told me
that I should aim lower."

Please. Rachel. That is not what I meant.
Let's just have lunch.

No, Dad.

Really, I wouldn't want you
to overeat on the day

that you told me
that I won't amount to anything.

Rachel.

Hi.

Excuse me, but I

think you might be
in the wrong office.

Oh, I'm in the right office.

You're Katrina Bennett.

Harvey's mysterious new hire.

I'm afraid that puts me at a disadvantage,
because I don't know who you are.

- That's our problem right there.
- We have a problem?

Oh, yeah, a big one.
You haven't come to see me yet.

Again, I don't know who you...

I oversee the first
and second year associates.

It's a responsibility
that I take as seriously as holding

the nuclear launch codes in my hands.

Well, if you take it so seriously,
then why are you

in a fifth year associate's office
trimming your fingernails at her desk?

Trimming?

This is a gold-plated, nickel alloy
cuticle sculptor from the south of Denmark.

And I will sculpt my nails
wherever I damn well please.

Why don't we see
what you're up to?

That's password protected.

Please. "Prosecutor99"?
Third try.

That's a violation of my privacy.

Oh, yeah?
Who you going to tell?

I see you're representing
Chad Ritter.

And this is your defense.
Wow. It's like you're a baboon.

I'm in full control
of Mr. Ritter's defense strategy.

It's not a strategy,
it's a prayer.

Which is why I'm going to be forced
to supervise you.

I don't need a babysitter.

You're not getting a babysitter.
You're getting Louis Litt.

This is unacceptable.

Be that as it may...

You can either
welcome my tutelage,

or you can crawl back to the DA's office
from whence you came.

Welcome to Pearson Hardman.

You got a minute?

Maybe.

It's not about us.
It's about work.

Oh. Then, yeah.

Folsom Foods.
Missy Dietler's your paralegal on it, right?

Yeah, when she's not
texting her boyfriend every five seconds.

Or her roommate, like,
every other five seconds.

Put me on instead.

No. I don't think that's a good idea.

The new opposing counsel is my dad.

Your dad is Robert Zane?

Is it so hard to believe
that my father's black?

Robert Zane is black?

You think this is a year round tan?

I know who you are,
but I can't believe that your father

is the Robert Zane
and you never said anything to me.

I don't like people here knowing.

Oh, and I'm just people?

I mean before.
With the... Okay.

Look, I'm offering to help you kick his ass.
Are you going to make room for me or not?

Before I answer that question...

Do you really think it's a good idea
for you and I to work together?

Are you really asking me
what is or isn't a good idea?

Wow.

Look out, Robert Zane.

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 early

Busy, busy making money

All right!

All step back
I'm 'bout to dance

The greenback boogie

First of all, Robert,
I'm sorry to hear about Derek Portis.

Oh.

I appreciate your condolences, Harvey,
but the fact is, Derek was a dick.

That's what I said.

That's what everybody says.

In any case, you didn't need
to come all the way over here.

We could have faxed you that settlement.

Here you go, sir.

You and I both know I didn't come over here
to sign. I came to negotiate.

To re-negotiate.
Which is bad faith.

The fact is,
you snookered Derek.

Ten million is double what any
competent attorney would have settled for.

Should have been five.
I'll give you two.

Great.
Let's settle for two.

Then, I'll get you
the keys to my condo.

Maybe you'll drop a deuce
on my pillow.

Does it have
a security code?

Doorman?

Okay. You've had your fun.

But we're not taking that offer.

Then, when would you like to schedule
Sloane Moseley's deposition?

But you can't re-depose her, Mr. Zane.

Yes, he can.
And you'll use this opportunity

to show Sloane Moseley
what she's in for.

When I get done with her,

she's going to jump
at the two million.

That's more than bad faith.
That's just cruel.

My offer stands.

It was nice to meet you, sir.

- What?
- Sir?

Mr. Zane? Why don't you just
call him "Dad" and get it over with?

I was showing respect.

You were trying to get invited
to Thanksgiving dinner.

You think he'd let me have
one of the turkey legs?

I don't think that's what you're wanting him
to let you have.

You think I didn't notice
that Rachel Zane just became the paralegal?

She asked to be on it.

This better not end up with you
in bed with her, telling her your secret.

Not a problem.
We'll do it on the couch.

Wow. That was not respectful to you,
me, or her.

Or her father.

Or your couch.

Not my couch.

Donna?

Katrina.

You know who I am?

I know who everybody is.

That's what I've heard.
Do you have a minute?

Uh, eight days from now,
I think I've got a spare 45 seconds.

Well, if you get a break...

You think I can be bought with cookies.

- Homemade. Chocolate chip.
- Dark chocolate?

- Semi-sweet.
- Dollop of peanut butter?

Butterscotch.

Walnuts?

Please.

Pistachios.

The nut of royalty.

Who told you my weak spot?
Mike?

Bertha.

Big Bertha from the DA's office?

You're remembered fondly there.

Aw. Yeah.
I'm remembered fondly everywhere.

Okay, you've got one minute.

Who the hell is Louis Litt?

This might take more than a minute.

How bad?

I'd like to throw him
through a plate-glass window.

Not a totally unprecedented reaction.

Harvey brought me in,
so I don't want to piss him off.

I just want to know
what the protocol is.

Harvey won't stand in your way.
But you listen to me.

You want to go toe to toe with Louis,
you'd better be prepared to go the distance.

Jessica.

Robert.

What can I do for you?

I just want to talk
one name partner to another.

I want you to settle Folsom Foods.

I thought we were already
settling Folsom Foods.

I proposed
a slightly different number.

Which Harvey already said no to.

Uh, you know me. I don't go
for that gender discrimination stuff.

But Harvey negotiates like a girl.

No, he doesn't.
But he does style his hair like one.

I know.
What the hell is that little thing in there?

I don't know.

What's your number?

Two million.

That's an eight million dollar hit.

It's eight million to your client.
And you need a win.

Do I?

Yeah, it's no secret
that Pearson Hardman's

been taking it on the chin
since Daniel left.

Well, that might mean something
if I had a glass jaw.

Partners have jumped ship.

Associates were poached.
Clients have bailed.

Partners were pushed, associates were fired,
and clients were retained.

Well, you can spin it
all you want.

But a high-profile win...

That sure would look good.

If I lower my price.

A win is a win,
doesn't matter how ugly.

Robert Zane poked his nose
into my office.

He try and hit on you?

I think he's always had a thing.

Who doesn't?

He thinks we're weak.

I know.
He pulled the settlement.

Not on the case. Us.

Are you saying
he went over my head?

He heard about Allison Holt's bullshit
last week.

Let me guess.
He's pulling the same bullshit right now.

Told me the world knows
we need a win.

Tried to leverage that
to get me to settle.

Son of a bitch.

That's not bad faith.
That's below the belt.

You know what I do to someone
who hits me below the belt.

Cut them off at the knees.

Louis?

I just need a...

I just...

Yeah.

Looks delicious.
What is that?

It's a spinach and kale power smoothie.

I'm in the middle
of my quarterly cleanse.

What do you want?

To apologize

for any misunderstanding
we might have had.

That you might have had.

I had.

And it was huge.

I looked up your record.

You're a white collar genius.

Go on.

I don't just accept your tutelage.

I'm begging for your help.

Well, beg away.

My motion to dismiss
is Wednesday with Judge Mclntyre.

I've never been able
to connect with him.

No, that's because
you don't understand him.

Well, all I know is,
he's punitive.

No, he's a stickler.

Don't be late, don't be sloppy,
don't be disrespectful.

And he'll love you,
just like he loves me.

Since you know him so well,

would you do me the honor
of signing on as first chair?

I can.

And I will.

You've forgiven me with grace, and now,
you're saving me in my hour of need.

You're my knight in shining armor.

Ah.

I will see-eth you on Wednesday, milady.

Um...
You wanted to see me?

Yes. But usually, that means
the person tells Donna they're here.

Then, Donna tells me.
That's how it works.

Donna's not there.

You think that's by accident?

Apparently not.

You know why you're here?

Because my last name is Zane.

You know why Donna isn't?

Because you know we're friends.

And you're about to ask me to do something
that she would tell me not to do.

And what exactly
do I want to ask you?

You want to know
if I want to be in on the deposition.

You did ask on the case.

Yes, I did.

And before you ask me
if I'm tough enough to be in there,

I want you to know
that I am tough enough.

That's not what I wanted to ask.

I want to know if you think
it will rattle your father.

Frankly, I don't think he'd care.

Good.

Why good?

Because if that's
what you think about him,

then your relationship
is worse than you think.

And he cares about you
more than you know.

Is this a joke?

She doesn't need to be in there.

Sloane Moseley?

You know who I'm talking about.

You think having her in the room
is going to keep me from doing my job?

The relevant question is,

what is she going to think about you
after you eviscerate Sloane Moseley?

You accuse me of being cruel.
Then, you orchestrate this stunt.

We had a deal.
You pulled it.

Put the deal back on the table,
this whole thing ends now.

Harvey, what did you do?

My job.

Ms. Moseley,

why did you choose
this particular field?

Because I have a love of food.

Is it really a requirement of excellence
in an executive that one love food?

It's not a requirement.
But it's a food company.

And it's what I thought
made it a perfect fit.

Well, if it was such a perfect fit,

why were you looking
for a job in another field?

Because I spent nine years
killing myself for your client

and got passed over for promotion after
promotion in favor of less qualified men.

Okay, let me get this straight.
So, you hit a wall, you blame my client.

And rather than figuring out
what it takes to make it in this perfect fit,

you give up and fold
like a house of cards.

I don't know
what law school you went to,

but I was always taught
that depositions require questions.

I went to Harvard.

And here's your question.

After all these interviews
for all these jobs, why didn't you just

pursue one of them
and switch careers?

It would require a step backward.

Isn't it true
it didn't require a step backward?

But that's all
you could find,

because no one thought you were any good
at the job you had in the first place?

You don't know that.

I have sworn testimony from a headhunter
who said nobody wanted you.

Okay, you're badgering her.

The truth is,
you're untalented and pathetic.

And blaming other people because
you don't have the skills or the fortitude

or anything else to make it
in your chosen field.

And you don't even have the courage
to try something else.

I'm sorry. I just want to make sure
the court reporter got all that.

Did you hear it down there?

We heard it.

Good.

I have a few more questions.

No. This deposition is over.

This is the men's room.
You know that, right?

Don't do that shit again.

Excuse me?

I don't need your protection.
That's what my dad does.

Rachel, the only thing
your father and I have in common

is that you're angry
at both of us.

Well, all you did in there
was embarrass me.

Embarrass you?

I wasn't even watching you.
I was watching our client.

You're trying to say
you didn't call that off because of him?

No, I'm trying to say
I didn't call it off because of you.

Even though, evidently, you went to Harvey
to ask in to make it about you.

I didn't go to Harvey.
He came to me.

Look, Rachel. You might want to make this
Zane versus Zane, but it's not.

It's Folsom Foods
versus our client.

But you're so eager
to prove how tough you are,

that you seem to have forgotten about her.

How dare you.

How dare I what?

I just got a $3,000 fine
from Judge Mclntyre

for missing my own hearing.

I know. I was wondering
what happened to you.

I thought maybe your horse took fever,
my liege.

Uh-huh. You said it was Wednesday
and you know it.

No, I said Tuesday.

As is confirmed
in the documents I gave you.

This here is a fight
you don't want to have.

I didn't pick it.

Yeah, you did.
And now, you're going to pay that fine

and you're going to write a letter expressing
how sorry you are to Judge Mclntyre.

No.

I'm not.

I'm going to count to five.

You can count to 500.

The only thing I'm sorry for
is getting stuck with you.

You lied to me.
And you know it.

Oh, yeah?

Who you going to tell?

Here it comes. Speech number 162.
14 reasons why I'm an asshole.

No, no.
This is going to 216.

That's uncharted territory.

And you're still not going to like it.

Well, if it's coming from you,
that goes without saying.

Look, I'm just saying you went out of
your way to put Rachel in that deposition.

You promised uncharted territory.
We've been here before.

No, usually, you're accusing me
of making things personal.

But this time, you're making
things personal for Robert Zane.

No, he made it personal.

And how exactly did he do that?

He threatened our firm.

And on top of that,
he tried to show Sloane Moseley

what she'd be in for
if this goes to trial.

So, I'm just returning the favor.

Yeah, well, it didn't seem
to have much of an effect on him.

Trust me, it will.

Did you think about the effect
it will have on Sloane Moseley?

Not to mention his daughter?

Here we are.
Right back to good old 162.

Did you misunderstand me when I said
to cut Robert Zane off at the knees?

You, too?

Oh, don't tell me you think
I went too far.

I don't think
you went far enough.

- What?
- Your client just called.

She wants to take Zane's bullshit settlement.

You're going to want to turn your hips
to transfer your weight through the ball.

Nice job tracking me down.

You think you're the only one
who knows where Judge Benjamin plays?

No.

But I'm the only one here
he plays with.

Now, did you come here
to caddy for me?

I came here to negotiate.

Bullshit.

Your client caved
after that deposition.

Because she knew
she couldn't make it through a trial.

So, I'm going to negotiate for you.

The offer on the table was two million.

It just went down to one.

- Robert.
- Now, it's 500,000.

You're pretty good at this.

Remind me to have you
buy my next car for me.

Now, it's 100,000.

No, wait.

Here.

No one wins
if we go to war.

You don't have children,
do you?

You came to my house
and threatened my firm.

Your house?

You put my little girl in that deposition
so she could see me shred that woman.

Which I did,
because that's my job.

And I was trying to protect that woman.

That was my job.

Well, your client is scared shitless.

So, I guess that means that I did my job
a lot better than you did yours.

The settlement is gone.

You want something?

You come take it at trial.

What do you need?

- A napkin?
- No, I meant social security number,

date of birth, favorite color,
allergy to nuts...

I don't know.
What's it going to take?

I don't think I need to steal
your father's identity just yet.

Mike said he pulled the settlement.
And we can't let that happen.

We?

Yes, we.
I work here, too.

Now, I get it.

Get... No, no, no.
This isn't...

This isn't
about me and my father.

This is about the client.

No, I meant
why Donna likes you so much.

Oh. Thank you. I...

- I like her, too. Uh, but...
- You know what?

I was going to give in
and drop this case.

But now that you accosted me
during my me time,

I'm going to change my mind
and do what you say.

You were going to continue with it,
anyway.

- Yes.
- Right.

Would you like
to eat my bagel now, too?

Oh. Thank you. I...

I am so sorry.

Thank you.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I just came by to tell you
that you were right.

This is your case, not mine.
I am no longer first chair.

Fine, we're best friends.
Now, please leave.

Okay. I came to give you
your files back.

All rise.

No way.
I wasn't born yesterday.

I've got my files right here.

Okay. Katrina,
I'm offering us both a way out here.

You keep whatever's in those files
the hell away from me.

Okay. You got me.

I'm not to be trusted.

Alright, let's get to it. Ms. Bennett,
I believe you have something for me.

Your Honor, Mr. Gibbs charged my client
with securities fraud,

but he neglected to disclose discrepancies
between the SEC's findings and the IRS's.

I have with me an exhibit.

I'm sorry. You must have accidentally
somehow gotten the file

with pictures of me photoshopped
as various American presidents.

I actually like that one.

I look very sharp, don't I?

What you were really looking for was this.

Like I offered.

But per your request,
I'm going to keep it the hell away from you.

Is this some sort of joke?

No. Your Honor.

Bring that folder up here
right now.

And if they're not
legitimate court documents,

you are in for one hell of a fine.

Uh...

What are you working on?

I'm going through the reviews
for every executive promoted at Folsom Foods

for the last five years.

You?

Reviews of every executive promoted
at Folsom Foods for the past five years.

You were right.

This is not
Zane versus Zane.

And I don't want to talk
about my dad anymore.

Good.

It's like he was sitting me down
and looking me in the eye, and...

And telling me...

What?

That I'm untalented and pathetic
and don't have the skills

or the fortitude or anything else it takes
to make it in my chosen field.

He was talking to a client.

You got a 172. You're going to law school.
He can't deny that.

Yeah, he...

He doesn't know that.

Rachel, you...

When I, um,

told him that I was
high school salutatorian,

guess what the first words
out of his mouth were.

He wanted to know
who the valedictorian was.

Nope. He said,

"Number two ain't bad."

He thought it was funny.

Everyone has always said
that my mom is beautiful

and that my dad
is smart and powerful.

And all I've ever wanted
is for him...

He's never going to see
a different side of you

if you don't show him
a different side of you.

He knew I was sitting right there.

You chose to be sitting right there.

Louis?

Hi, Donna.
What can I do for you?

Not for me.

For Katrina.

- Which one's Katrina again?
- Okay. You know what?

You've had your fun.
Time to let it go.

Yeah, I'm afraid
I'm not going to let anything go

until that woman kneels before Zod.

First of all,
you know who Zod is?

And second of all,
you think you're Zod?

General Zod was a visionary leader
who was under-appreciated

by his entire planet.
Of course I know who he is.

Okay. Well, Katrina isn't Superman,
so what the hell do you want from her?

Okay.
I get it.

Harvey is Superman, and he hired Katrina
instead of you getting your first year.

Her name was Maria,
and this is not about that.

What this is about

is me getting respect
from a new employee. So...

You beat her.
You want her respect?

Make up with her
and leave her alone.

Oh, really, Donna?
Is that a sign of respect?

Leaving someone alone like
you and Harvey left me alone since Daniel?

Louis, Harvey welcomed you back.

Welcomed?

He ripped up my letter of resignation
and he didn't say a word.

- Louis.
- You know what? Over the years,

all of the ribbing and all
the practical jokes between you and Harvey...

I found that to be
a sign of respect.

But you haven't had one conversation with me
since you told me

you never wanted to see my smug face again.
So, you know what?

You go tell Katrina
that I'm not really in the forgiving mood.

I had an idea about Folsom Foods.

- You, too?
- What?

You are not getting my bagel.

Why would I want your bagel?

Never mind.
What do you got?

I checked the review of every promotion
from the last five years.

Every time they don't promote a woman,

they use some combination
of the same 16 words.

- And the men?
- No.

What are the words?

High-strung, sensitive,
aggressive, abrasive...

Coded language.

They went out of their way
to shield themselves from any one person

bringing a gender discrimination suit.

Which means they treated
all of them the same.

As a class.

Yeah. And guess how many.

One hundred and thirteen female employees
across all 22 divisions.

You know what they have in common?

All denied promotions
due to the fact that they're women.

Not that they're untalented,
or pathetic or lack the fortitude

to excel in their chosen field.

This is a crock of shit.

You didn't want to settle
for two million.

You'll be lucky to settle
for 200 million.

Robert, play all the golf you want.

Judge Benjamin isn't going to get you
out of this one.

How we doing today, boys?

Sir, need you to step over here, please.

Easy, Batman.
I left my belt on.

Well, if it's okay with you, I'm going
to break out my trusty bat metal-detector.

Sir, I need you to raise
your arms above your head, please.

Okay. And I'm going to need
your badge number.

How did those get there?

Sir, this is a weapon.

A weapon? They're my nail scissors,
you asshole. They're gold-plated.

They cost $2,000.

You're going to bring a $2,000 weapon
into my courthouse?

I'm just saying.
I don't even know how they got there.

Oh, well, maybe the Riddler
put them there.

Okay, that's very funny.
I'm just saying.

Maybe it was, like,
a big misunderstanding.

You're saying you don't know
whose those are?

Oh, no, no, no,
no, no, no. Okay.

I'm sorry.
Okay, let's just start over.

I'm just going to need them back.

I'm placing you under arrest for carrying
a concealed weapon into a courthouse

of the state of New York,
and for assaulting an officer of the court.

- What?
- Hey, Eddie.

Hey, Ms. Bennett.
Nice to see you again.

How are Shelly and the kids?

Oh, they're doing great.
You know, I mean... Uh, she's...

Yeah, no, they're doing great.
Thanks for asking.

It was her.

You think I don't know that?

I always loved that picture.

Me, too.

Try-outs for the school play.

Minnie Mouse.

I want to talk about the deposition.

Rachel,

you and I cannot talk
about the case.

I said the deposition,
not the case.

I don't give a shit
about the case.

Then, why did you take it?

Because you took me out for my birthday
and told me you were

picking a fight
with my family and said,

"Sit it out, little girl.
You can't handle this."

Do you know
why I love that picture?

Because I'm still
your little girl.

Because you were happy.

You remember
what happened at those try-outs?

Yeah, I didn't get the part.

And it killed you.

I was a child.

And most children let things go.

But you never tried out
for a play again.

I did other things.

But why aren't you doing
other things now?

I am watching you fail

and stall
and beat yourself up.

And it rips me up inside.

I took the LSATs.

I got a 172.

When?

Six weeks ago.

And you're just telling me now.

I didn't want to hear some joke
about your 177.

Oh. But...

When we were in that room,
I know you were talking to her.

But it was like you were aiming
everything right at me.

And then, I thought.
You know what?

- Maybe you look at all of us that way.
- Rachel.

Well, we're not all the same.

And you need to toughen up.
Because I am not that little girl anymore.

So, who's going to kneel
before Zod now?

I'm not kneeling before anybody.

Let alone the person who framed me
and put me in this jail cell.

You humiliated me
with Judge Mclntyre.

Oh, please.
You did the same thing.

Missing an appearance is different
from looking like a buffoon in open court.

I gave you a way out,
so don't come crying to me.

Rapist.

Murderer. These are the kinds of people
I'm used to dealing with.

And you know
where they are?

Spending the rest of their lives
realizing that I wasn't just a pretty face.

Is that what you think
this is about?

You treated me like shit
because I'm a woman.

How dare you.
I worship women.

My mother, my grandmother...
God rest her soul.

Hillary Clinton,
Gwen Stefani...

Then, what the hell
is your problem?

You took a job from somebody
who deserved it more.

I went to re-submit
my motion to dismiss.

Turns out Judge Mclntyre
already received it.

From me.

The client needed it
and you wrote it.

For me to put my signature on it
would just be wrong.

Well, it worked.

Are you ready
to call a truce?

You going to frame me
for murder if I say no?

Not as long as you keep

these in your own office.

Robert.

What a coincidence
seeing you here.

It's not a coincidence.

I didn't think it was.

I got to give it to your man, Harvey.

He comes full throttle.

He has his pros and cons.

They all do.

Did you bring your checkbook?
Thank you.

I brought this.

You're going to decertify our class?

I'm going to bust it wide open.

You see, after he brought
my daughter to that deposition,

I realized not all women are the same.

No way this gets busted up
into 113 cases.

I'd say a minimum of 45.

Some you may win,
some you may lose...

All of which
are going to drain your resources.

You're threatening me again.

I have another option.

Which is what?

I told you.
Not all women are the same.

You've got to be kidding me.

Not all women are the same.
What the hell does that mean?

He wants to merge.

What?

Pearson Zane.

No. No way.
I'm not doing that.

Oh, excuse me?

We didn't fight off Hardman
to end up here.

Well, you went after
the man's daughter.

Which is what put us here.

You told me
to cut him off at the knees.

If you're going to go that low
to put someone down,

then you better make damn sure
that they don't get back up.

It doesn't matter if it's Robert or not.
They're going to keep coming.

Until I put
your name on the door.

That's not what this is about.

We can only take these hits
for so long.

Death by 1,000 cuts.

All right.

Well, if they're going
to keep coming,

then we may as well
just make it one big brawl.

Jessica.
What a coincidence.

Skip it.

I'm guessing by your tone
that our merger is off the table?

It was never on the table.

- What's this?
- Press release.

Female head of major law firm
is going to the ends of the Earth

to fight 45 cases of gender discrimination.

This is bullshit.

Look at me.

You'll cripple your firm.

I will rather lose my firm than get married
staring down the barrel of a shotgun.

You're not going to be able
to have my daughter in every deposition.

This is 45 cases.

And it will cost you 45 times the amount
that you could settle for right here.

Yeah, I know you.

A chess master.

Think you're Bobby Fischer.

This isn't chess.

It's dominoes.

Now, the first case
might be tough...

But after that...

One by one.

And when it's all said and done,
I'll be the last one standing.

Holding a big,
fat check in my hand.

Let's just say...

Mind the receipt
and get the papers ready for, uh,

the deposition tomorrow.

The nineteenth.
Uh, that would...

Holy shit.

Who the hell did this?

All right, Norma?

If you're going to keep letting people
into this office like this,

then what the hell good are you?

Oh, yeah, wait. And by the way,
remind me to buy socks for next week.

I'm running low.

I've got to admit,
you do look kind of hot as a bad boy.

You tell me right now
this was not Katrina Bennett.

Because this is not a truce.

Oh, please.
Katrina had nothing to do with this.

- Then, this was you?
- No.

Harvey?

You're not lying.

Nope.

Does this mean
that you and I are good?

No.

Not yet.

Bye, Louis.

Wait, don't go.

We're back!

No, we're not.

Oh, shit.

Hey.

I'm dropping the case.

Why?

Because I never should have taken it
in the first place.

- Dad.
- You said it yourself.

I picked a fight
with your family.

Told you to sit it out.

Those aren't words
a man should ever hear from...

From his daughter.

You're not tough enough.

Not even close.

Well, we never finished our lunch.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

But we'll have to pick
a new place.

I already tried
that foie gras of yours.

- You did?
- Yep.

And?

Tasted like ass.

Come on.

Looks like you guys made up.

It's a start.

Well, I didn't want to interrupt,
and I know I'm a few days late, but...

Is that my...

Your LSAT score.

Yeah.

I figured you shouldn't
keep things like this a secret.

Thanks, Mike.

Happy birthday.

How did you know
it was my birthday?

Oh, right.
I must have told you once.

You did. Yeah.
I mean, I forgot.

Yeah, this is from Donna.

Come on.

That is exactly...

I just saw it.
Yeah. That's how fast I am.

You're impressed.
It's no big deal.

How did it go down?

Did you tell him if he puts
one of ours in the hospital,

we put one of his
in the morgue?

No, Harvey. I did not quote
The Untouchables to the man.

You should have,
you stinking Irish pig.

That's really funny,

you lying member
of a no good...

Robert.

Oh, I hate to interrupt in the middle
of an Untouchables quote-fest.

Two doors down, they're doing
Steel Magnolias. You'd fit right in.

I'm more of a Beaches man, myself.

I assume you're here to settle.

I'm afraid not.

I wanted to tell you
that my firm has a conflict of interest.

So, I've decided to farm out the case.

Whose ass are we going to kick now?

Actually, an old classmate of mine.

Let me guess.

Daniel Hardman.