All language subtitles for Matlock 02x04 Piece of My Heart [2025-10-30 21-01] uswcbs HQ

I'm Madeline Matlock. I'm a lawyer, like
the old TV show. Most of what you know

about me is based in truth, but it's
also a lie. Good evening, Mrs. Kingston.

Who the hell are you? I wasn't like this
before your firm protected the

pharmaceutical company that killed my
daughter. Eleanor Kingston loved baking

and singing karaoke.

And above all, she loved her son, Alfred
Edwin Kingston.

Joey's Alfie's father.

Joey checked into rehab.

Oh. A so -called whistleblower reached
out to a reporter, so now we've smoked

that leak out.

There's somebody else out there who is
fighting your fight. But Senior and the

Wolf, they'll just ferret out whoever it
is. Not if I say I was the leak.

Talk to me about the mysterious Deborah
Palmer. She's a freelance makeup artist,

lives in Hell's Kitchen. Wish we used
Mrs. Belden's credentials to get access

the Will Breckley expense report.

Wouldn't that be great?

Mm -hmm.

You and I have to find a way to work
together despite our trust issues to

down seniors.

Okay, Counselor, here's what I'm going
to need.

Full access to emails and texts. And by
access, I mean passwords.

kicking off with an outrageous request
to set the range and try to rattle me?

No. I'm laying out the basic
requirements to begin negotiations.

Nothing outrageous about it. Excuse me.
We offered $96 ,000 to settle a wrongful

death suit for a minimum wage worker who
was seven years past retirement when

our factory wasn't even liable.

But you know what is outrageous, Ms.
Lawrence?

Rolling in here with three other lawyers
like this is a congressional hearing

instead of a settlement conference.

Now, I'd be intimidated if I didn't have
my own three all -stars as backup. My

brains, my looks, and my mom.

Did he just say... Yes, I did.

Incredible lady. Like wine, she gets
better with age. And I ran this number

my mother, and she thinks it's more than
fair.

Lots of things aren't fair.

The fact that your husband took a study
from Discovery that could have altered

the path of the opioid epidemic. The
fact that you deceived me for a year

every single thing in your life.
Exactly.

There's no trust between us. So when I
say the word, you hand me your phone.

when you say the word, I hand you mine.
What if it's a personal text? No

commenting. And no crossing any
emotional boundaries.

Damn right I'm playing up the emotion.

Tell your mom Frank Russo gave Wyndham
Railworks 33 years of his life.

And the factory manager, Arnold Madsen,
repaid him for his loyalty by making him

work through a Category 4 storm. He was
trapped inside.

Drowned. A tragedy. But the factory
safety handbook is thicker than the

Frank should have evacuated.

And even if you can prove that the
factory breached duty of care... Oh, I

Mr. Russo was an older man.

He had at best a year left on the job.
He was slowing down.

We have to move quickly, and we only get
one shot.

I'll make contact with Deborah Palmer.
He memorized everything in the expense

report? Of course.

Camelot Club, watermelon martinis, and
karaoke.

Once I get Deborah to ID who from
Wellbrexit was on the Australia trip...

target the weakest link.

confront them with a study that was
buried, and convince them to flip on

Do we have a deal? If you stipulate to
the terms I laid out, I have no choice

given the complete absence of trust.
This isn't about trust. It's about

survival.

And we have a deal?

No deal.

And Mr. Hodges, I don't think your
mother would appreciate the implication

because you're older, you aren't useful.

Good point, Counselor.

And maybe Frank wasn't as fast as some
of the younger guys, but he definitely

wasn't retiring.

And when I put his widow, Gloria, on the
stand and she starts talking about what

her husband meant to her, those jurors
will be digging in their own pocket to

compensate her.

We'll see you in court.

The water's still coming in, but I've
stacked...

I get to talk to you. I need you to
know, being your husband has been the

of my life.

And those were your husband's last
words?

They were.

And I hate to bring up finances when
what you lost is so much bigger.

But can we talk about the stress that's
adding to your grief?

Yes.

Frank planned on working as long as he
could because we didn't have savings.

Since he passed, I stopped three of my
medications.

The rest I take half.

I keep the heat in the house off unless
it gets below 45 degrees.

Found all my old sweaters and Frank's.

Sorry.

I just missed my best friend.

You should have heard her, Edwin, how
she talked about her husband, how they

meant everything to each other. You know
who he reminded me of?

My first boyfriend, Ralph.

Oh, Ralph.

Ran for the hills. Smart guy.

Okay, I have an idea, and before you say
anything, just keep an open mind.

Not a promising start.

I won't be riding motorcycles. I want to
learn to fix them.

Is he really talking about motorcycles
right now? Maybe he said bicycles. Open

mind? I think that's what my dad is
into.

Or what he was into in 2007 when he last
posted on Facebook.

Not sure what he's into now.

Hopefully recovery.

Well, obviously he's in rehab.

Well, addiction is a monster your
father's been living with for 20 years.

So just take a deep breath whenever you
feel your hopes getting up too high.

Okay? Grammy, you don't understand.

She's never had a reason to stay sober
before.

Now he has me.

Ellie says she has a reason to stay
sober now, and I said stop worrying.

Well, tell her we've been worrying for
nine years now.

Speaking of which, last night... Oh,
hold on.

That's Ellie.

She's got another idea for her baby
shower.

You're going to love it. She's going to
tell me today at the ultrasound.

So what about last night?

She just sounded a little slower on the
phone.

Well, we'll know after the structural
ultrasound.

The doctor said that if the birth weight
and a few other markers are on track,

Ellie probably isn't using.

Four months to go.

Well,

ding -dang, thank you, ma 'am.

I'll see you at three, Deborah.

I'll be the one looking sleepier than a
sloth on a daybed.

Adios.

Due to the recent breach, the firm is
implementing new security protocols.

I am honored.

to serve as the legal representative on
Jacobson Moore's compliance committee in

partnership with our very talented IT
department.

Thank you for the kind words, Julian.

We'll be switching security systems,
adding new features and new security

safeguards.

Exactly,

Isaac. And we're here to answer any
questions and ensure a smooth

No question. One comment, though. You
two have a really nice rhythm. Oh, thank

you. Please sign here confirming you've
heard our instructions and will comply.

My dad keeps finding new ways to
humiliate me. Can I quit now?

Mrs. Belvin was the leaker. She's
clearly the one who wrote you

the NDA. We are safe.

We're not. Not yet.

One second. Sorry.

My case.

What do you mean? Why aren't we safe?

What if Mrs. Belvin told someone else?
You think Senior just tucked in what

happened and went to bed?

He's probably gathering evidence against
you in case this ever gets out.

So we need to build our case and prove
that he gave the order.

I know you're right. It's just my
comedic repartee with Isaac's side.

Compliance isn't my dream Jacobson Moore
subcommittee.

Well, can it be useful at least? Can you
get your father's new password so we

can get access to his files?

I will try.

But... How are you feeling today?

I'm okay.

Good. I know your dad's birthday is
hard. I'm here if you need anything.

Thank you.

That means a lot.

We'll talk later.

I'm sorry. Why don't you stay here while
I'm at court so you can focus on

Deborah Palmer.

Hey, Sarah.

Did you run an audio check?

Sure did, boss. Sounds great.

Or as great as a drowning man's last
words can sound.

See you soon.

Can I have this quarter? I'm getting
hangry. I don't want to yell at you. No.

What did I just say?

It's not a quarter.

Hey, this is my grandmother's St.
Philomena coin.

I'm bringing it to Claudia's first
sonogram, so I'll have to leave work

hour or so early.

No problem. I'll cover for you.

Thanks. So just out of curiosity, how
much time is this baby going to take up?

No, genuinely, I want to be a good
partner in this.

I'm going to add a new color to our
shared calendar.

I'm thinking green because babies look
and act like little aliens.

Very considerate.

And I'm actually not sure. Maybe a
couple hours a month for prenatal

appointments? Easy. And post -birth?

Post -birth meaning life? Are you asking
me how much time will my child take up?

Be silly. How would you know that? Just
approximately.

Can we check in after the baby is born?
No problem.

You know, I'm actually getting pretty
excited for the sonogram.

I think when I see the baby for the
first time, it's actually going to feel

real. Yeah.

And this coin has a great story to it.

Santa Filomena is the patron saint of
infants and babies, and my mother

had it in Cuba, and she held it when my
mom gave birth, just praying for her.

Just wondering, does this count as the
baby hours?

Let's get to court.

Your Honor.

Before the jury is seated, I move to
exclude Gloria Russo's testimony.

What? While sympathetic, it has no
bearing on the legal merits of this

Opposing counsel is trying to bootstrap
a mountain of emotion to a molehill

effect. Bootstrapping? Your Honor,
Gloria Russo is our principal witness

victim's widow.

And as Counselor Lawrence knows,
emotional damages and loss of consortium

not compensable under New York law in a
wrongful death lawsuit.

But New York law does allow the jury to
consider the economic damages my client

has suffered. And I am willing.

To stipulate to all of you.

The waffles, the Sunday back rubs, the
Uber she takes to the doctor, the

handyman covering the honeydew.
Stipulate, stipulate, stipulate. What

willing to stipulate to is the
heightened emotion that will distort the

damages, because that is when it becomes
more prejudicial than probative. He is

trying to take away her voice.

Your Honor, please do not... Mr. Serso's
testimony will be excluded.

I can't talk about Frank?

Herbie lost the face of the case, and
our entry point to hearing Frank's last

words figured we'd be regrouping.

Tell me you found precedent.

Anything for a motion to reconsider?

Okay, then we pivot from victim to
villain. Sounds about right.

We can't make the jury sad. Make them
mad. And funnel their anger into the

maximum allowable damages. Exactly.
Sarah, Billy, talk to the employees. See

they'll give you any dirt on Arnold
Madsen's actions the day of the flood.

already tried. No one will talk.

No one will talk.

Yet. If confronted with evidence.

The weakest link.

Exactly. Uh, for those of us outside the
mind meld, we have Madsen's e -mail

from Discovery.

He said some awful mean things about
Frank.

Show them to his co -workers.

Mm -hmm. Reading how callous their boss
was about their beloved colleague might

convince at least one person to come
forward. Go search through the e -mails

find the most damning ones while I
establish that the factory breached

duty of care.

Bye, Maddie.

Oh, I'm sorry, Sarah. I actually have an
appointment this afternoon.

Why do they even bother making a shared
calendar if no one enters their

appointments and your sonogram wasn't in
green? Your sonogram today, Billy?

That's so exciting.

Everything's measuring right where we
want it to be. Damn straight.

I've been doing all the things. Prenatal
vitamins, folic acid.

It's also got me thinking about names.

I want something original, right?

What about folic acid Kingston?

Oh, you're not serious.

Actually, acid folic.

Acid folic is badass.

Of course I'm not serious.

And the fact that you thought I was.
I'll give you guys a minute.

Yes.

I hate you. You love me.

I do.

So much.

Now do you believe I'm sober?

Because I am.

And I'm going to stay that way.

And finally have a reason.

All I want.

Oh, I decided where I'm going to have my
baby shower.

Just keep an open mind.

Oh, careful, Deborah.

Don't be nervous.

Doctors have scalpels.

And I have this magic foundation, which
I chemically formulated myself, patent

pending.

How does it feel?

Oh, wow.

It's, uh... Silky?

Yeah. Yeah. Maybe just a...

A little thicker silky than I'm used to.

Yeah, it makes sense.

I moonlight as a mortuary cosmetologist
doing open casket work. So all of

the products in my line, Eternal
Glamour, are medical grade.

Oh.

Well, I guess I should just consider
this my audition for my swan song.

I swear I have seen you somewhere.

Have you ever been to Texas?

No, never.

I hardly get to travel.

Just so you know, we'll add the color
back in later, okay? Okay.

Cindy Shapiro, you said?

As I live and breathe.

Hmm.

Do you ever go to the foot massage place
on 72nd?

Nope.

Gosh, this is bugging me.

Not Texas.

She never traveled.

Haven't been abroad.

I mean, I have once.

I went to Sydney, Australia.

Oh.

Well, the only time I was there was 14,
15 years ago, so that's highly unlikely.

Oh, my God.

I was there, like, 15 years ago.

No. Yes.

Now, you wait a minute.

Did you ever do a karaoke number at the
Camelot Club? Yes, yes, yes.

Best watermelon martini I ever had. OMG,
same.

Knocked me over with a feather. The
world really is as small as a pea. That

the last trip I took before I found out
my ex -husband was a lying, cheating son

of a you -know -what.

Who were you traveling with?

Oh, let's just call him Mr.

Magic Pants.

Am I down here?

Here for his security update.

Five minutes tops.

He doesn't have five minutes. He has me.

Just pull up the firm's portal and click
update.

Then type in his old password.

Let me guess. Enter a new password and
authenticate with my phone?

Yeah.

You're done.

You're off.

Mr. Bennett, are these the same noise
-canceling headphones issued by Wyndham

Railworks? They are, yes. So you
wouldn't be able to hear the alarm

you to evacuate?

Guys on the main floor could, but no,
not in the machine shop.

Is an alarm bell the only way the
factory alerted workers to an emergency?

No, there's also the light.

I've seen the light.

Your Honor, I'd like to offer a
demonstrative exhibit.

Does this accurately depict the window
across from the workstation where you

Frank work? Yes, it does.

See the glare and take care.

That's a catchy phrase. Do you recommend
it?

Yes, from the factory handbook.

Right here.

If emergency lights are activated,
employees should evacuate immediately.

While you're wearing your company
-mandated eye protection, could you see

red light?

Nope. So, it was possible to miss it
while doing your job. Yeah. And Frank

rule follower. Official, unofficial.

He didn't want to lose his job.

Sounds like he took his job seriously.

And if the factory did, too, he'd still
be alive.

But if you can't see the glare, you
can't take care.

Sounds like you stuck the land in on
breach of duty of care.

So we're just going to act like this
isn't happening?

Yes, we are.

Now, did Sarah and Billy find anybody
who was willing to testify against

Can you stop staring at me?

I don't think that I can.

And they haven't found anyone yet.

You were in the makeup chair for a
while.

How'd it go with Debra?

She was down there with Senior.

And, um...

She calls Mr.

Mack a dance.

No, stop it. No, no, no. I heard all
about this performance.

Down under. No, Maggie.

Did you get into any specifics about her
time in Australia?

Find out who else was there.

No, but we're meeting up tomorrow night.

And let me tell you, this is a woman who
will talk when she drinks. Are you

going someplace boozy?

Karaoke bar.

We're reliving the night we met in
Sydney.

And I'm sure I can get her to ID who was
there once she confirms the name of the

company. Counselor.

Tammy Faye.

Oh, where?

Look, I'll admit, you got the W on
breach.

My mom's a little worried. Doesn't sleep
well when I'm down, so let's go an even

hundred grand.

That's one -third of what we're asking
for. I thought you set the reins on how

to throw me off. Gloria depended on
Frank's income to live.

Without it, she will lose her home in
two years.

And I hate that.

But if I put Madsen on the stand
tomorrow, and he testifies to Frank's

future earnings, the jury could come
back with less. Are we back to one foot

the grave?

Because I could have my incredibly
dynamic colleague Lee tomorrow.

Tammy Faye? Tammy freaking Faye.

I just turned down a decent settlement
offer. Tell me you found our weak link.

think we did.

His name is Glenn. We showed him the
emails where Madsen was trashing Frank

the Glennster was pissed.

Testify against his boss pissed? No, but
Tattletail pissed. He told us Madsen

actually left early the day of the
flood, before the alarm went off.

Okay, this could be good.

But without evidence, we're looking at
hearsay.

I know. That's why Billy and I... We
found a recycling plant along the route

Madsen would have driven to get home.
And it's got CCTV cameras.

And if Madsen left before the evacuation
order, we will have the timestamp to

prove it.

Hey, sorry about that.

Everything okay with the baby? Yeah,
yeah. I was just trying to figure out

Thanksgiving plans.

Oh.

I mean, I'm not sure Thanksgiving plans
really count as baby -related plans.

I thought I'd color -code it, at least.

I'm not going to constantly take calls.

It's just things are all new right now.
I get that.

And they'll be new for... It's fine.

We're here, and we're going to get the
CCTV footage.

Great.

That's definitely Madsen.

Madsen's the license plate we have for
him, and he is leaving the factory at 4

.29 p .m., three minutes before the
alarm.

Are you sure you don't want to wash that
off your face?

It's not a question of want. It's
whether you've got furniture polish

around.

And leaving early is definitely going to
undermine his credibility with the

jury, but it's not going to get Gloria
the payout she deserves. We need gross

negligence, which means...

Proof that Madsen knew leaving early
would endanger his employees and did it

anyway. Allen testified about unofficial
rules.

Maybe there's something there?

Yeah, but how are we going to get the
rules if none of the employees will talk

to us?

Alfie, he wants me home. He wants to
show me something better than

Go.

I'm going home to try to figure out how
to connect Matt's and leaving with

Frank's decision to stay.

And your family should get to enjoy this
makeover.

Are you done laughing? I'm trying really
hard, baby

Jane. Edwin.

I'm sorry.

Okay,

Alfie. What's better than motorcycles?

Your face.

In the 12 steps.

Joey's probably reading this right now,
so I figured I should too.

And I left a copy in your office.

The book warns that you're not supposed
to go to places like bars and clubs when

there's no reason to be there.

Oh, the reason is karaoke.

You think we should call ahead and ask
him to remove the booze? I asked her

about that last night on the phone, and
she said no, she would rather feel

normal. Well, that's addict behavior,
Edwin.

People need to know that so she can't
hide.

I asked if her sponsor was going to be
there.

And none of the friends that she used to
use with.

And it's only one night.

I know.

But recovery isn't a nine -to -five job.

You don't get to clock in and out.

Did you get Frank's time cards?

Mm -hmm. Used to be a real nine -to
-five guy.

Great work.

You want to leave Cross tomorrow?

If you don't mind, I want to get ready
to meet Debra at karaoke.

Go crush Madsen in court.

Okay. Bye.

Mr. Madsen, can you identify the vehicle
in the footage I just played?

Yes, that's my car.

Let me direct your attention to the time
stamp. Can you read it? 4 .29 p .m. Our

records say that the alarm at the
factory went off at 4 .32 p .m.

So, by my math, this video shows you
leaving 10 minutes before your employees

were given the signal to evacuate. Is
that right?

Yes, it is.

I did leave early, but I don't know why
Frank didn't evacuate with the rest of

the guys. This is a log.

of all of Mr. Russo's time cards.

He was a 9 -to -5 employee, right?

That's right. You'll notice that for
years, Mr. Russo always clocked out

minutes of 5 p .m.

But after you took over as manager, that
changed, didn't it?

It's highlighted there.

Yeah. Let's see.

523, 602, 535.

Seems like Mr.

Russo's clock outs...

were always within a few minutes of you
filing your end -of -day report.

Was it your practice to check your
employees' work before dismissing them

the day? Yes. I checked every employee's
station for quality control.

And knowing that Mr. Russo always waited
for your daily check, did you stop by

his station on the day of the flood to
let him know that he should go home?

No. No further questions.

Obviously, the day in question wasn't a
typical day. Mr. Manson.

Why did you leave early that day?

My daughter, she has mobility issues.

She uses a wheelchair.

And on the day of the hurricane, she was
at home.

And our house, it backs up to a creek.

And it was flooding.

And the cell towers were down, and I had
no way of getting hold of her.

In that moment, all I could think about
was getting home to my baby girl.

Just to make sure she was safe.

The jury was eating that up.

Remy just gutted the emotion out of our
case and somehow got them to feel sorry

for Matthew. So much for gross
negligence. We need to find anything we

to argue for a mistrial. If we can land
a more sympathetic judge, maybe we can

get Gloria's testimony back in. Oh,
we're in Hail Mary land.

Should we try to reach Maddie?

Wait, doctor's appointment.

So what did people think of your look
yesterday?

Compliment city?

Well, honey, I was turning heads faster
than a twister in a trailer park. I knew

it.

I'm surprised you didn't sleep with your
makeup on. I told you it would stay.

Oh, I was just worried about my sateen
pillowcases.

Oh, okay.

Well, I think that our watermelon
martinis are ready. Only cranberry,

that's all they had.

Oh, that's okay.

No, BRB. Okay.

Where is she?

Bathroom. I asked three people.

She should be out soon.

Is it going to be fine, right?

It might even be more than fine because
of the baby.

You're right.

Mom.

Dad. Yay, you got here.

Sorry,

I'm in the bathroom every ten minutes.
This baby is sitting on my bladder.

Why is Tara here?

She heard about the party. You're
supposed to stay away from people you're

with. Kara's clean now, and I've known
her since high school.

That's the problem. It's fine, Mom.

I promise.

Let's just have a fun time tonight.

Okay.

My ex -husband kept making reservations
under the carpet king of Round Rock, and

we went to the Sydney Opera House. The
ticket girl actually called him, Your

Highness. Shut the front door.

True story.

What line of work did you say your guy
was in?

I'm forgetting his name.

His line of work?

Oh, yeah. I think it was corporate smart
print with a Ph .D. in

charge, at least.

Honestly, all those guys just sounded
like the teacher in Peanuts to me. Just

like, wah, wah, wah, wah.

Same.

I was trapped in a hotel room listening
to him go on some boring business call.

I used to whip off my bra and let the
girls fly free.

So how did you and Mr. Magic Pants meet?

Feels like I put my name in a hundred
years ago. I'm just going to go and see

where I am on the list.

Next up, Deborah.

Come on, Cindy.

Come sing with me.

Come on, don't make me do it alone.

Get up here.

You already told me your song.

for checking my pupil. I'm sorry.

It's been nine years of addiction.

And why is Kara here?

Hello.

Earth Cindy.

You okay?

You two were amazing.

I actually got out of my chair. Well,
thank you. It was kind of a reunion tour

of sorts.

you know each other? Well, it's a funny
story. We met in Australia when my ex

-husband was hawking timeshares, and
Debra here was with, uh... Oh, gosh.

I just got a call.

Roger Leonard died.

Oh, he's not famous or anything, but I
did his wife's funeral a couple of years

ago, so I said, um, call his son and see
if I can drum up some business.

Well, shoot, now. You don't want to stay
and do another song?

Yeah. I wish.

But the key to open casket funerals is
timely embalming. I'll text you

Okay. Bye.

Well, that was a bust.

How did it go with Madsen?

Not great.

Turns out he went home to help his sick
child.

I've never lost a kid before, obviously.

But when my dad died, I thought I could,
you know, gut it out, keep pushing

ahead.

Because that is my superpower, right?
Like you.

How we're good at our jobs.

But with my dad, I couldn't.

Feels like crossing emotional
boundaries.

We're working together, and it's
affecting the work. That's all.

Anyway, therapy helped me.

Therapy.

Therapy. At my age.

Trust me.

I've sat through enough 12 -step
programs to last three lifetimes. I've

fearless moral inventories. I've
attended group sessions in rehab. What

just say?

Group therapy and rehab.

No. Moral inventory.

Hold on.

What do you think?

I think you ought to call Mr.

Hodges.

And I'll call his mama.

One year.

Mac. That's all the time Frank Russo had
left at Window.

Unfortunately.

And as his supervisor, you're certain
you wouldn't have kept him longer?

Honestly, I kept him as long as I could,
but he was slowing down.

Couldn't perform all his job
requirements.

Objection. There is no evidence of
anything here but age discrimination. If

Lawrence wants evidence, we're more than
happy to provide it.

I'd like to introduce page 19 of the
employee handbook.

Mr. Russo's job description.

Mr. Madsen, which job requirements could
Mr. Russo no longer perform?

A machinist must be able to lift in
excess of 50 pounds.

Frank was pushing 73 years old. He
definitely couldn't do that.

I was worried that it would be a danger
to him not to mention his co -workers.

Thank you for clarifying.

No further questions.

Recross, if I may.

Your contention is that Frank Russo was
unable to lift 50 pounds?

I mean, yeah, he had a limp.

How many pounds were the sandbags used
to protect the factory in case of

emergency? I don't know.

Allow me to direct you to Appendix C of
your employee manual.

Please read line 28.

Three pallets of 60 -pound sandbags.

So they weighed 60 pounds each?

That's what the manual says.

Your Honor, I have some audio I'd like
to introduce as impeachment evidence. It

will prove that Frank Russo was capable
of lifting more than 50 pounds.

Objection! To what?

Mr. Madsen just testified that Frank
Russo's future work prospects were

by his inability to lift.

And Mr. Hodges has made it very clear
that our client's career longevity is

directly material to the issues of
damages.

Overruled. I'll allow the audio.

you, I need you to know, being your
husband has been the honor of my life.

Counselor, one more time at the
settlement table?

Only if it's a really big number, the
kind that'll knock your mama out.

Half a million dollars.

That's what Remy just offered.

We showed them how much more Frank had
to give to the workforce.

And what he meant to you.

His voice was heard.

Now I just need to figure out a way to
live without my best friend.

But at least we never wasted a single
moment together.

Every time he asked me to dance, I said
yes.

No.

No, no, no.

Everything okay? Billy left this.

And it's very important to him, and I
gotta run.

Gloria Lee? Yeah, I got your text.
What's up?

Deborah reached out to cancel karaoke
next week.

Said she can't keep living in the past.
I said, no problem.

Mastery schedule.

This is what I got.

No answer.

Whoa, she blocked you.

Wait, try sending it again.

I don't get it.

We were having fun. But she did leave
pretty abruptly last night after you

who she was in Australia with. She
wouldn't answer.

She evaded every time I tried.

You think she signed an NDA? I think
Senior made sure whatever went on in

Australia stayed in Australia.

So we need to get our hands on that, see
what it covered. Maybe your friend in

compliance can help.

Hey, any luck?

With your dad's password?

I looked away just to ensure it was
entering the new one. Because I found

something else.

Something big.

Strong heartbeat.

Measuring well.

It looks perfect.

Oh.

Sorry. I was just dropping your
grandmother's coin off because I know

it. And then I heard and... I saw...
You're having a baby.

I can't believe it. You're like having a
baby.

Anyways, you already knew that. Sorry.

Okay.

Great to see you again, Claudia.

Congratulations.

I think she just realized we're having
an actual human baby and not a calendar

entry.

I should have stayed in the moment.

But Ellie, she was sober at that baby
shower.

Well, you were also right.

Kara was there, using.

Ellie relapsed a few weeks later.

But she was sober then, that night. She
was sober, and she was present.

And she was Ellie.

And I was too busy worrying about the
future to be...

Be with her.

I just wish I had those moments back.

Did Alfie's father bring the song?

No, our client, Gloria, said she never
wasted a moment with

her husband.

Hmm. Said yes every time he asked her to
dance.

So, let's dance.

Say yes.

Yes. Let me find one.

We have a problem.

Any luck with your father's passport?

I looked away just to make sure it was
entering the new one. Because I found

something else.

Something big.

I saw a box on his desk with a laptop
belonging to Mrs. Belvin. Stuart handed

off to my new IT buddy, who I convinced
to explain to me how he wipes the tech

clean. And guess what I saw?

Text messages between you and Mrs.
Belvin. You reached out to talk just

her meeting with the wolf.

Okay, we can explain that away. If that
was all.

And I also saw Belvin printed Senior's
expense reports from his Australia trip

14 years ago.

Which makes sense, right? Except she
printed it four minutes before she met

my father.

She didn't leave with it. It wasn't
recovered.

And I saw Maddie leaving Mrs. B's office
right around that time.

What if you're right and Belvin wasn't
working alone?

What if she asked Maddie for help?

Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

Julian thinks you're involved with Mrs.
Belvin and the Wellbrexit League.