All language subtitles for S01E06 Imposter

Good Trouble...

You have massages
available every day,

and that is our meditation
and yoga room.

You've got the nerve
to bother the CEO

over some stupid
app idea.

-Mariana: Oh.
-Evan: Oh.

-Maybe we can just get
a drink one night.
-Sure.

Jamie: I still can't
get over the Judge
hiding his son upstairs.

-You get any idea why.
-No.

Callie: I hope
it's enough to cover
your friends and family rate,

'cause I need a lawyer.

Maybe we can grab dinner
some time.

-I am seeing Callie.
-Does she know about me?

It's not a competition.

Kyle: But if it was,
I would totally win, right?

It's okay. We can see
other people.

-Kinda behind on rent.
-Can you ask Mom?

I don't want their help!

Davia's been hooking up
with this guy from her hometown.

-He's married, Davia.
-I know.

-You had a kid?
-We lost him when
he was six, rare cancer.

You told your friends
I'm clerking the Jamal case?

No one's supposed to know
what cases I'm working on.

Ben:
You live in a theater.

Do you know everyone
who lives there?

Callie:
No, I don't.

(electronic music playing)

Ford Prefect.

Alex and Sam made me be
the black guy

because it's like
brown-adjacent.

Mariana, I'm really sorry
about what happened.

It's fine.

(music continuin

Are you nervous?

Yes. But I have
to tell Judge Wilson

about Malika before Ben does.

Are you sure he knows
that you live with her?

No, but I'm pretty sure

he suspects that
I know herer somehow.

We, what do you think
Judge Wilson's gonna do?

Best-case scenario,
he takes me off the Jamal case,

-which will suck.
-Worst case?

I don't wanna think
about worst case.

What's with the retro look?

It's Speckulate's
fifth anniversary party,

and it's a costume thing,
'cause, well, nerds.

I'm going
as Margaret Hamilton.

-Who?
-She is a brilliant
lady engineer

who ran MIT's
Instrumentation Lab in the '60s.

I'm hoping to steal some of her
mental mojo, even though

I'm not half
as smart as she is.

Don't say that.
You're brilliant.

Hardly.

Did something else
happen at work?

I know you're used to coding
for grades in school,

but out in the world,

there is no such thing
as a B plus.

It's good or it sucks.

And this... sucks.

Just... more of the same.

Do y you ever feel like
you're an impostor?

Like you tricked someone
into hirining you

and you're just waiting
for them to realize

you're not as good
as everyone else?

I worked my ass off
to get where I am.

And so did you.

Ain't no trick about it.

I have to get to work
before Ben and Rebecca.

But don't doubt yourself.
You're a superstar.

Good luck.

♪ ♪

♪ I don't feel
so smart today ♪

♪ A fool in fact ♪

♪ I don't know
where I lost control ♪

♪ Give me one more night
under this moon ♪

♪ Tomorrow I'll take it on ♪

Wow.

I'm speechless.

Did you really just bang
an age-appropriate woman?

-Ha-ha.
-What?

Dennis, with a woman
his own age?

Did I miss it?

Davia:
Sadly, yes.

That's like an eclipse.

It will be a while
before it happens again.

Davia, why are you so obsessed
with who Ileep with?

Well, it's either that or talk
about your "music," so...

Why don't you mind
your own business

and we don't talk at all.

Damn!

That old woman screwed
the humor out of him.

♪ ♪

-Is the judge in yet?
-Not yet.

I'd like to speak with him
as soon as he gets in.

I will let him know,

but you're gonna have
to get in line.

Morning.
You're here early.

♪ ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa
pa pa ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa
pa-pa-pa pa pa ♪

♪ And then we'll find
our peace of mind ♪

♪ You and me, Bel Ami ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa pa pa ♪

(ticking)

(ticking)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(whispering indistinctly)

You wanted to speak
to me, Callie?

Yes, sir.

Wait inside my chambers.
I'll be with you in a few
minutes.

(electronic music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

Mariana:
It's about not getting scolded

for a few misnamed files

and having too much flair
in my comments,

but now Alex is saying that
I'm not experienced enough

to work on any new projects.

This is completely wrong.

Your syntax is sloppy.

You need to cut down
on your commenting.

An SEO isn't just
for marketing.

There is a technical aspect
to it as well.

Mariana:
I'm stuck doing maintenance,

which sucks because...

now I can't work
on Evan's new secret project.

What?

(claps)

Congrats, Team Blue.
(grunts)

What did we do?

Got a primo project
coming your way.

Evan's top priority.

All confidential.

Evan will unveil
the details at the party,

but I wanted to give
you guys a heads-up

so you could get
on top of it

ASAFP.

Three words:

New...

(whispering):
...social...

network.

We're gonna destroy Facebook.

(whispering):
The new social network.

I know what it is.

-Oh.
-Alex: Okay.

This is passable.

So, uh, when do I get
my assssignment?

You know, for the...

(whispering):
...new social network.

Yeah. Um, you're not.

The... It's-It's
a huge project.

We need experienced engineers.

The guys won't have time to...

uh, hold your hand.

But you'll still focus on
maintenance of existing apps.

That work for you?

Yeah.

Casey:
And Alex is righ.

Syntax is important.
Comments aren't for comedy.

And everyone starts
with maintenance work.

That's how you learn how things
are done around here.

I gotta go.

♪ ♪

Sorry, it, uh...
took longer than expected.

So what's on your mind?

I have something
I need to disclose.

I know someone...

an activist
who's been involved

in protesting
the Jamal Thompson case,

and she has
a personal relationship

with Jamal's mother Sandra.

Hmm.

-How do you know her?
-She lives in my building.

I've been very careful
in all my interactions with her

to never discuss anything

about the case, but...

there is the appearance
of improprietyo consider,

so I thought it was important
to tell you.

That's significant conflict
of interest, Callie,

one that you should
have disclosed to me weeks ago.

You're off
the Thompson case...

and you're fired.

Okay.

I appreciate your candor.

Thank you, sir.

Because you've proved to me
that you're honest

and forthright,
I trust you can be discreet.

Therefore, as long as you
continue to refrain

discussing the case
with this person,

I see no reason
to take you off it.

Speaking of the Thompson case,

defense filed a motion
this morning to suppress

Officer Griffin's
personnel records.

Why? What's in them?

Something they consider
prejudicial.

Like a history of using
excessive force?

Complaints.

But no disciplinary action
was deemed necessary.

Conveniently.

Read the motion,
write up a memo.

I'm sure you'll
let me know why...

the motion should be denied.

I'm sure I will.

Can I, uh... ask a favor?

Of course.

I'd appreciate it if you didn't
tell the others about my son.

That he's not studyingbroad.

Actually, that night,
I did mention

that I had seen him.

That's all I told them.

Very well.

That's all.

♪ ♪

Hey, remember that woman
in the courtroom?

The one you asked me about?

She was with Jamal's mother?

-Uh-huh.
-I realized

I did recognize her
from somewhere else.

She, um,
lives in my building.

Anyway, I just told
the judge.

Really?
Hmm.

What did he have to say?

Just as long as I keep
my distance

and don't discuss
the case with her,

he doesn't think
it's a problem.

Wow.

The clerk before you
got taken off a case

for liking a tweet
of a friend of a friend
connected to a case.

Whatever you have on Wilson
must be good.

Barbara:
Ben...

the judge will see you now.

That's okay.

I, uh, answered
my own question.

♪ ♪

(electronic music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

I need a lawyer.

You need a lawyer
to change your name?

And gender marker.

It's more to it
than you think.

Of course lawyers cost money.

I'm not asking you to pay.

I'm just saying,
it'd be a lot easier
to get a job

and keep it if I didn't have

to explain when my ID
doesn't say Jazmin on it.

What happened
with that retail gig?

I got clocked,

and my manager
suddenly cut my hours

so I called her out,
and now I have no hours.

Why does this
keep happening?

It's not my fault
the world is full of bigots.

I got to stand up for myself.

For what's right.

How are things
in the fishbowl?

This place offered me
a full-time gig.

Isn't that more hours?

And responsibility.

But also better pay
and benefits.

Jazmin:
It's a trap job.

You get used to the perks
of corporate life, and suddenly,
there's no time for your art.

You don't need that.

-Or I need money
to make my art.
-You'll get by.

Money has a way
of working itself out,
especially for you.

It's not just about me,
you know.

I have my sister
to worry about.

She needs help.
Hormones. Rent.

Asking your parents
for help an option?

(sighs)

-How was your trip back home?
-Mom and Dad asked about you.

Me? Or their son?

They're trying
to avoid pronouns.

Seems like progress.

Oh, my gosh.

I wish we could be
a family again.

That's up to them.

Why don't you
meet them half way?

How am I supposed
to do that?

Be half of who I am?

I mean, you shouldn't
have to, but...

you know, sometimes,
you gotta put up with crap,

you know, to keep people
in your life, to keep a job.

You don't have to drag
everyone who offends you.

Callie: Are you close
with your parents?

Less since they're having such
a hard time accepting Jazmin.

She hates that
I even talk to them,

that I haven't told them
that I'm bi.

You know, I don't see the point

until I'm ready to bring
somebody home, you know.

I feel for my sister. I do.

I don't know, she puts up
with a lot of discrimination.

But she can't keep a job.

Well, California has laws
to protect her.

(sighs)

I hate to say it, but...

sometimes I think
she brings it on herself.

-Hey.
-Hey, brother.

What are you doing here?

What does it look like?
I'm working.

Tiny tofu tostada?

Smells good.
What're you making?

A frittata.

Too scared to fold it over
and call it an omelet?

(chuckles)

Oh, if you feel
like making two,

-I'd be happy to join you.
-(cell phone buzzing)

-(cell phone chimes)
-Oh, shit.

Jeff's just been acting so weird
since I told him

that I've been thinking
about moving back

to Wisconsin.

-We were supposed
to talk tonight, but...
-(cell phone chimes)

...now he's saying his wife's
book club got canceled.

Ugh. If that boring shrew
is even in a book club...

So you justify dating
a married guy

because his wife's a shrew?

She really is though.

We went to high school together.
She's a total mean girl.

Who's the mean girl now?

Okay,

king of one-night stands,
simmer.

So you can dish it out,
but you can't take it.

All you do,
Davia, is judge

under the guise
of "calling it like it is"

or "just saying
what everyone else is thinking."

I can guarantee you
that nobody here feels sorry

that your married boyfriend
won't leave his wife.

Callie: What if Judge Wilson
let me keep the Jamal case

as like a quid pro quo

for not telling anyone his
son's wearing an ankle monitor?

Well, what if he did?

He trusts your discretion,
and there's no reason

you need to tell anyone
about his son's situation.

Unless his son was arrested
by the LAPD

and is waiting
to be charged or tried.

Isn't it a conflict of interest

for Wilson to preside
over the Jamal case

if the police were
the defendants?

I mean,
if he's easy on them,

will they be easy on his son
and vice versa.

I don't know if it's
a clear conflict of interest.

Even if it's a gray area,

maybe that's why Wilson's being
so secretive about Tate.

Or it's a family matter that
Wilson wants to keep private.

It is embarrassing for
a judge's kid to get arrested.

You know, especially one
who has his eye

on the Supreme Court.

-I wonder what he did?
-I can find out.

-No!
-Yeah.

No, I don't
want him thinking

that I'm looking
into his son.

Don't worry.

You're not the only one known
for their discretion.

-Well, thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry I'm always asking
for your advice.

-You paid a hefty retainer.
-Best dollar I ever spent.

(clears throat)

Uh, so it's customary,
byhe way,

for me to take out
new clients.

Yoknow, wine and dine them,
make sure they're happy
with the service.

I am happy
with the service.

Just a little overwhelmed.

Oh, sure.

Yeah. Between work,
the bar,

and conspiracy theories
about your judge.

Just wanted you to know
if you need a distraction,
consider me on-call.

♪ ♪

♪ You're tryin'
a play it cool ♪

♪ Like you don't know
who we are ♪

♪ You're acting kinda suss ♪

♪ Like you think
we're superstar ♪

♪ The night is getting lit ♪

♪ Yeah, we're breaking
into bars ♪

♪ Like we're savage
savage ♪

-Hey.
-Hey.

You new? I work a lot with Greg,
but I've never seen you.

(sighs)
Yeah, it's my first time.

I hate these events.

(chuckles)
Why is that?

Liquoring up
entitled tech bros

dressed as
comic book characters.

My brother's one of those
entitled tech bros.

I'm Zeke.

And I'm sorry.

I'm Jazmin. And I didn't say
I disagree with you.

(sighs)

Don't worry. I'm not going
to embarrass you.

So this is my friend Callie.

Hi.

It's really nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

Um, So Gael filled me in,

and I'm happy to help,
but you don't really need

a lawyer to change
your name and gender

on your birth certificate.

Actually, I do...

because I have a felony.

I was at a club

right after I transitioned.

These guys started
harassing me.

And someone called the cops.

But when they got there,
they asked me to leave.

Not the guys
who were attacking me.

I told them,
I know my rights.

But this one cop
grabbed me by the arm

and I yanked it back,
and he got pissed

and slammed me
against the wall.

And he cuffed me
for resisting arrest.

Oh, my God, Jazmin,
you have to be more careful.

I had every right to be there.

Was it worth it?

They could have
really hurt you.

You did have every right
to be there.

And they should
not have charged you

since you weren't under arrest
when he grabbed you.

I couldn't afford a lawyer.

And I know I
wouldn't be safe in jail.

So I pled guilty,

and I got sentenced
to one year of probation.

Jazmin, why didn't you
tell me?

'Cause I didn't want
Mom and Dad to find out.

And I wasn't sure
you'd be on my side.

How can you even say that?

I have always been
on your side.

Callie:
Look, you're right.

It is more complicated

if have a record to change
your name and marker

because you have to prove
that you're not trying

to evade the authorities
or anything.

But it is doable.

I can't pay you.

-And I don't want you too.
-I'm happy

to help for free.

Truly.

I haven't even passed
the bar, so...

Thank you.

You have really nice friends.

(people chattering)

You like cheese.

Oh, uh, would you like some?

You know, they spray
the outside of the cheese

with mold to create the rind.

In fact, most of the cheese
we eat

has a certain amount
of pus in it.

due to the bacterial infection
in udders.

Wow, that, uh, kinda
ruins cheese. (chuckles)

Why?

Which KISS?

I'm sorry?

Oh!

He came up to me.

That's not why
I came over here.

He brought up
the cheese-pus thing.

Didn't he?

Arthur, Ford,
and Zaphod Beeblebrox.

(telephone ringing)

Hitchhiker's Guide
to the Galaxy.

Sam:
Hey, Raj.

tell Alex that
I'm not an idiot.

I know who Arthur, Ford,
and Zaphod Beeblebrox are.

Alex, Sam says
he's not an idiot.

Alex:
Quit being ridiculous, Sam.

Tell Alex that if he wanted
to pick the costumes,

he shouldn't have put me in
charge of it in the first place.

-Oh...
-The costumes are set.

Kirk. Spock. Bones.

What's wrong with Star Trek?

Uh, more dork than geek
at this point.

Okay, so you're trying to
tell me that the late, great
Stephen Hawking is a dork.

Or Neil deGrasse Tyson.

You know, both huge Trekkies,

-by the way.
-Sam. No.

What?

It would just be nice
if I felt heard

every once in a while.

Hey, I have an idea.

Maybe you should go
to the party as Mariana.

'Cause that's who
you're acting like right now.

I never gave you final word.

Tell him...

that if he can't delegate,

he's a pretty terrible leader.

Pretty sure you heard that--

Raj, tell Sam that talking
to me through you

is extremely childish.

Then why is he doing it?

Alex: Fine. We don't have
to go as a team.

Go as a Twilight vampire
for all I care.

Who's being ridiculous now?

Huh?

Not me.

Well, you're like a kid
in a custody battle.

Whose costume
are you gonna choose?

How can I give up the chance
to be Zaphod Beeblebrox.

Beeblebrox.
It's just fun to say.

Alex's idea of course.
Kiss-ass.

(chuckles)

Ugh! Can't believe
he made us do that.

God, I was so hungover.

Look how puffy I am.

What? You look great.

My picture
on the other hand

might just be the best photo
of me ever taken.

Yeah, you look hot.

Hot Raj!

Now are you gonna keep fishing
for compliments,

or do you need my help
with your screen lag.

I do. Uh...
(chuckles)

Mariana: Okay,
so here is your first issue.

You need to start the request
to the server earlier.

Anticipate the data
the user's gonna need.

I knew you were going
to save my ass.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What happened to Arthur Dent?

I had to trust...

my team on this one.

Kirk's a classic.

Everybody here tried to outdo
each other with obscure stuff.

♪ You're the light ♪

♪ I saw your signal
in the night ♪

♪ A blessing in disguise ♪

♪ But we were too... ♪

Okay, wait. So here...

you should cache
the page data

so you don't have to waste time
fetching it later.

It's really gonna slow
things down

if you keep repeating
your request,

especially as the project grows.

Think it's gonna grow...

(whispers)
...the new social network.

What? You think the market's
saturated, Hot Raj?

-(chuckles)
-I thought you were
a model Speckulate employee.

A real Speckulater.

(chuckles)
I'm just saying, if it works,

it will probably be
because you cracked it.

Stop.
(chuckles)

I'm serious.

You always have
the best ideas.

Wait, what are you doing?

Nothing. I, uh--

Nothing?

I'm sorry. Uh...

Thanks for your help.

(clattering)

(door closes)

So is your brother one

out there tonight?

No.

That's him over there.

This really isn't
his scene either.

Gotta pay the bills somehow.

Sounds like something
he'd say.

Smart guy.

He is.

Hey, you wanna get a drink?

I mean,
not like right now.

Obviously, that would be...

It would be kinda great,
actually.

I'm trans.

-Oh.
-Greg: Zeke,

we need you at the van.

(indistinct chatter
and laughter)

Mariana.

Downtown. Don't go there.

I mean, you should not.

Hey.

Okay, who are you?

One of the secretaries
from Mad Men or...

You're a '60s nerd Barbie?

No, I'm MIT's
Instrumentation Lab leader

Margaret Hamilton.

She designed the software
for the Apollo missions?

And won the Presidential
Medal of Honor?

Like I said, people tried
way too hard

with the obscure costumes.

Yeah, well, everyone knows
that Janeway was

the best Star Trek captain!

Oh!

That secretary was angry.

(door opens)

You know who
Margaret Hamilton is, right?

(door closes)

You okay?

I saw you talking to Josh.

First, he gives Alex
the big project,

and now he just raked me
over the coals

in front of my team
for a totally minor mistake.

That was partially due

to his lack of communication,
by the way.

I'm sure it's nothing.

It's not nothing.

Women don't get
to make mistakes.

I hate to even think that,

because I don't want to make
excuses, but it's true.

Do you think Josh ever
blames himself for anything?

No. He gives himself
unlimited chances to fail.

Yeah, and he fails upwards,
every single time.

I get that you don't like
to show any weaknesses,

especially around
this group of guys.

I mean,
you can't trust them,

even the so-called
good ones,

who act like they respect you
and need your help,

but then you end up finding out
they're really just trying

to get into your pants
and they probably knew

what was causing
their lag all along.

Sorry.

This is about you right now.

The point is,
you can trust me.

The women at Speckulate need
to form a club or something.

Seriously.

We need to support
each other.

Wouldn't that be nice?

Your mistakes earlier?

The file names,
the comments.

Don't forget the SEO.

Nothing that can't be
learned and corrected.

Look, what you must have,

since Alex has to resort
to surface-level criticisms,

is a real mind
for programming.

You deserve to be here.

You too.

Would it have been so hard
to just say that earlier?

Yes.

(chuckles)

(bell dings)

Excuse me.

Do you live here?

Yeah.

Do you know Dennis?

Ugh. Unfortunately.

-(chuckles)
-Just kidding.

Not. How can I help you?

Well... I buzzed him,

but he must not be home.

Could you give him this?

I said I'd run it by.

-And I don't have a lot of time.
-Yeah.

Who should I say
it's from?

Sorry, I should have
introduced myself.

I'm Jennifer, Dennis's wife.

Ex-wife.

Ex-wife soon.

Still getting used to that.

-Hmm.
-Thanks.

Hey, no problem.

Woman:
Here you go.

So Tate Wilson was arrested
a few weeks back,

charged with DUI,
possession,

and assaulting
a police officer.

Apparently, he took
a swing at one of them.

-Wow.
-But it happened up in Berkeley.

So no conflict of interest
with the police down here.

Guessing the ankle bracelet
was a condition

of letting him come
back home to LA?

That is a relief.
Thank you so much.

No worries. You ow,
you're my favorite client.

Well, if you're free later,
maybe we can grab dinner.

Uh, no, I'm not free.

But I'm willing to cancel
my plans for you.

(cell phone buzzing)

(chimes)

So, you think
we have a case?

That's why I asked Jamie
to join us.

Tell me exactly
what happened.

So, you're trans?

I just like to be upfront
about it.

It's been an issue
in the past.

And... don't worry
about drinks. It's fine.

Free tomorrow night?

I'd really like
to take you out.

I might be free.

Zeke, big party,
this Friday night.

You free to work?

-Yeah, sure.
-All right. Good.

Uh, I need more girls
so let's put the word out.

Oh, I can work Friday.

Yeah, look, uh...

I didn't realize until I saw
your start paperwork

that you're n-not a...

A what?

(chuckles nervously)

Look, you lied to me.

I didn't lie to you.

This is just a name
on a check.

I'm a woman.

-Hey, what's going on?
-Nothing new.

It's okay. Let's just go.

-Come on, Greg.
-Hey, look, it's not me.

It's the client, okay.

People get uncomfortable.

I'm sorry, what people?

I didn't see anyone
uncomfortable today but you.

It's not worth it.
Let's just go.

No. This is bullshit.

-And who the hell are you?
-I'm her brother. All right.

And who the hell are you?

Besides some bigoted asshole?

(chuckles) Oh, man,
you gotta get out of my face.

Or what, huh?

Gael, it's not worth
your job.

Let's just go.

Come on.

Jamie: Yeah, you definitely
have cause to sue.

But these things,
they ca lot of money.

And I'm sure
the caterer has insurance

that will cover
all their legal expenses.

I'll cover
Jazmin's expenses.

No, you won't.

I'm gonna take
the full-time job at Speckulate.

Don't do that for me.

I'm not.
I've thought about it,

and it's a good opportunity
for me.

Look, I'm so sorry, Jazmin.

You were right.
I haven't always been

on your side enough.

But you can't keep
dealing with this shit.

And people can't keep
getting away with it.

Look, if we win,
you could get some money

to get you on your feet.

What about your art?

I'm not gonna
give up on that.

I just gotta be more hardcore
about doing it

nights and weekends.

It's all good.

We appreciate any help
you guys can give us.

(pop music playing on speakers)

-Oh, sorry, I--
-Evan: I'm sorry, I didn't--

-No, no, I just--
-Mariana: I was just working.

-You go.
-Go ahead.

Okay, I'll go.

I just wanted to ask...

if you hate parties.

Um... no.

Oh. Because I noticed that
you were by yourself...

alone...

a lot.

No, no, it was,
it was a great party.

Thank you so much.

I thought it was boring.

In social situations,

I don't really like
to talk to people.

I find the energy I give out
doesn't really have

a compensatory return.

In most cases.

Well, yeah, that's true
of some people around here.

-Me?
-No.

No. No. You're not boring.

Really?

Thank you.

You're not boring either.

Thank you.
(chuckles)

-(clinking)
-Uh, oh, sorry.

I dropped one
of my bullets.

-Bullets?
-Uh, no, they're not
real bullets.

They're, uh, these
magnetic things.

They help...

me.

I think it fell
under the desk over there.

Oh, uh...

Oh...

I-I'll get it.

Mariana, um,
can we please talk?

-Found it.
-Raj: I'm sorry,

I can come back.

It's okay. Good night.

(sneakers squeaking)

Anyway, I-I misread
all the signals last night--

Look, it's fine, Raj.

Really. There's nothing
to talk about.

Okay.

Well, I really am sorry.

Actually, you know what?

It's not fine.

And it's, it's not about
misreading signals,

it's about it being
totally inappropriate

to try to kiss
one of your co-workers.

I mean, like, duh.

I-I mean, seriously,
did you really think

that asking me to help you
with your work

and, and telling me that
I have such great ideas

and then trying to kiss me

wouldn't make you look like
you're completely full of crap.

And make me feel even more
disrespected and vulnerable

than I already do around here?

So sorry.

But sorry
doesn't cut it.

The case is winnable, right?

Jamie:
It's definitely worth pursuing.

If she's willing to go
through the wringer for it.

You think your firm
could take it on pro bono?

Look, if we can't, I'll try
to find someone who can.

-(elevator bell dings)
-At least at a nice discount.

Thank you.

Oh, um, Gael...

just a friend?

It's not my business. I just
like to know who I'm up against.

Well, we are seeing
other people,

if that's
what you're asking.

trumming)

This is for you.

From Jennifer.

I met her
in the lobby.

So you were married.

That seem so crazy?

Honestly?

Totally bonkers.

(laughs)

I...

I know I'm judgmental.

Which is really weird
because...

I've been judged
my whole life

for being fat, anorexic...

dating a married guy.

I know how awful it feels.

So why am I judging
people back?

A nice person
wouldn't do that, so...

I guess I'm not
a nice person.

This is where you're supposed
to disagree.

Oh.

(chuckles)
My bad.

You're really nice.

-(scoffs)
-(Dennis laughs)

Way to sell it.

So did she cheat on you?

Is that...
why you wigged out

-on me yesterday?
-Dennis: No.

I cheated on her.

So, yeah...

no right to judge.

Why'd you do it?

It's complicated.

But it wasn't because
I was in love

with the other woman or...

because I ever stopped
loving my wife.

No matter what
you may think or hope

with this guy...

you know
it doesn't end well.

Yeah.

(strumming guitar)

What are you playing?

I thought you didn't want
to talk about my music...

-Oh, come on.
-...Davia.

-Let me hear it.
-(chuckles)

♪ People smile and tell me ♪

♪ I'm the lucky one ♪

♪ And we've just begun ♪

♪ Think I'm gonna have a son ♪

♪ He will be like she and me ♪

♪ Free as a dove ♪

♪ Conceived in love ♪

♪ Sun is gonna shine above ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Even though
we ain't got money ♪

♪ I'm so in love
with you, honey ♪

♪ And everything
will bring a chain ♪

♪ Of love, love, love ♪

♪ And in the mornin'
when I rise ♪

♪ You bring a tear
of joy to my eyes ♪

♪ And tell me ♪

♪ Everything is gonna be ♪

♪ It will be all right ♪

Davia:
♪ Pisces, Virgo rising ♪

♪ Is a very good sign ♪

♪ Strong and kind ♪

Dennis:
♪ And the little boy is mine ♪

(cell phone buzzing)

-♪ Now I see a family ♪
-(cell phone chiming)

♪ Where there once was none ♪

♪ Now we've just begun ♪

Davia: ♪ Yeah we're gonna
fly to the sun ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

Both: ♪ Even though
we ain't got money ♪

♪ I'm so in love
with you, honey ♪

♪ And everything
will bring a chain ♪

-Davia: ♪ Of love ♪
-Dennis: ♪ Of love,
love, love ♪

-Both: ♪ In the morning ♪
-(cell phone chimes)

♪ When I rise ♪

♪ You bring a tear
of joy to my eyes ♪

♪ And tell me ♪

♪ Everything ♪

♪ Is gonna be all right ♪

Dennis: ♪ Even though
we ain't got money ♪

♪ I'm so in love
with you, honey ♪

♪ And everything ♪

♪ Will bring a chain
of love, love, love ♪

♪ And in the morning,
when I rise ♪

♪ You bring a tear
of joy to my eyes

♪ And tell me ♪

♪ Tell me ♪

♪ Everything will be ♪

♪ It will be all right ♪