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The law firm Jacobson Moore

hid documents that could have taken opioids off the market.

Maybe the study was done at a lab in Milton, Massachusetts.

We got the name of the scientist who owned

- Martex Lab. - Priva Kapoor.

We might have a whistleblower.

Olympia, you're the only one

who doesn't know Lester Logan,

head of security. We call him

the Wolf.

Remy Hodges.

- Can we go out for that coffee? - Let's have dinner.

Blanca Suarez, she's our named plaintiff.

I remember seeing that building collapse on TikTok.

I want Fitzpatrick held responsible

for my mother's death.

I never ignore repairs.

Your contractor Mr. Coleman--

he gave you quite a deal, didn't he?

I'm here to help you ladies win your case.

You're Shae Banfield.

Very excited to sit down soon. Find out why a firm like

Jacobson Moore needs an in-house jury consultant.

- I don't have to be worried, do I? - You should win the case.

I have no choice but to declare a mistrial.

OLYMPIA [over phone]: What's going on, Sarah?

Shae is getting arrested

for bribing the juror on your case.

This is an outrage.

I have never been accused of any misconduct,

let alone trying to bribe a juror. It's ridiculous.

As is the fact that you are not doing anything to stop it.

I'm trying, Shae, but a juror was definitely approached.

So, until I get my hands on whatever

the D.A. thinks they have...

They have something false, okay?

I mean, someone wanted a mistrial and flipped the table.

Heads need to roll.

And they will. I know you didn't do this.

Then why aren't we having this conversation on the sidewalk?

- Because... - Eat it or toss it.

Okay, you need to get me out of here now.

We're Jacobson Moore.

What good is holding all the strings if you can't pull them?

I did pull them.

I'm not even supposed to see you until your arraignment.

Olympia.

I can't spend the night in this tank with these...

- ...citizens. - You won't.

You'll be transferred to central booking,

a bigger tank with 60 other citizens.

Just... get through the night.

Well, of course she's panicking.

Yep, I'll text Hunter. See you soon.

Sorry.

The firm is up in arms about Shae.

- The rumor mill is exploding. - Mm.

None of it is nearly as important

as our 50th anniversary.

- So what are we doing tomorrow? - We'll have breakfast in Paris, where I proposed.

After you called me impossible.

Well, you challenged my Scrabble word, and you wouldn't trust me.

That's because you were wrong.

And we-we couldn't find an English dictionary.

On the Left Bank, imagine.

And then I pulled out a ring

and I said, uh,

"Maybe this will help with the trust part."

- And it did. - Mm.

So, we'll fly to Paris - for breakfast... - Mm-hmm.

By way of croissants

- from Armonk Bakery. - Quelle élégance.

Alors?

After breakfast, we're going to the Rye Playland Park

where, no matter the cost

to my wallet or my dignity,

I am going to win you a teddy bear with that

- water squirty thing. - Oh... all right.

So this anniversary is a roast.

I'm not the one who picked a fight with a carny

on the Santa Cruz Boardwalk, m'lady.

He said, "Step right up, win a big bear,"

and it was this teeny little one,

and Ellie wanted the great big purple bear.

- And you got it for her. - That's right.

And then we got banned for life.

Finally,

to honor the night

where you closed your first mega merger

and we opened that huge check

that paid off our student loans...

Standing on the Embarcadero.

Mm-hmm. We kissed by the Golden Gate Bridge.

We did, didn't we?

So, dinner at the Bridgeview Tavern.

Now, it's not San Francisco,

but at sunset the Tappan Zee might glow a little orange

for a golden anniversary

with my golden girl.

Yeah, she's been pretty silver the last couple of decades.

She's my beautiful bride.

- NSFW. - Oh.

Okay, well, since you're working,

did you find anything about the scientist

who conducted the study?

Priva Kapoor has been

professionally scrubbed from the Internet.

There's nothing on Martex Behavioral Lab, nothing on her.

Well, that means we're onto something.

Nobody scrubs themselves unless they've got something to hide.

Exhibit A. The story of Matty Matlock.

But I found her husband

through a wedding announcement on an old Facebook account,

inactive but cached.

Priva Kapoor and Abe Bravel.

From there, I did a deep dive on Abe, and I found

his current address just outside of Milton, Massachusetts.

Sometimes I worry how good you are at this.

Now you worry?

Morning, Hunter.

I need you to call Blanca Suarez

and explain what the mistrial means.

And tell her we have to resolve Shae first,

and then we get a second bite at the apple.

And this bite's gonna be even bigger, Blanca,

'cause now we know their whole case.

So Olympia's gonna be spitting nothing but applesauce justice.

Okay. All right. We'll talk soon.

You really shouldn't promise things

you don't know you can deliver.

Oh. Right. Good note.

Are you being sarcastic?

- Hard no. Are you? - About what?

Exactly. Can I ask you a question?

Do you think there's any chance, even a small one,

that Shae actually did it?

I really don't. Shae is all about the truth.

The Wolf is here.

He'll find out what happened.

So far, the D.A.'s office is being tight-lipped.

What's Senior's take on the situation?

He wants Shae treated fairly but fast.

This can't affect the merger with Lamar and Olson.

Anne Boleyn was afforded a skilled swordsman

instead of an axe. Clean break.

For her beheading.

I assumed you were talking about how to cut Shae loose?

I vote swift.

Well, good morning to you, too.

Pleasantries are for pleasant times.

Lester, you spoke to Senior?

He wants to stand behind Shae.

- Why? - Beyond loyalty,

Shae's work as our jury consultant is baked

into countless cases. If she's convicted,

opposing counsel from each and every one

will come sniffing for a retrial.

Olympia's being pressured to wrap this up quickly.

Poor Shae.

She has given everything to this job. It's her life.

So, what's up?

I'd like us to go together to Massachusetts

to see our scientist Priva.

- You and me? - Yep.

Until we get to a diner about a mile away.

I want you to wait there while I approach Priva alone

and get her to come forward.

So you want me to be your Uber driver to Massachusetts?

You in?

Depends. What's your, uh, road trip snack?

Tabasco Slim Jims, Hot Funyuns and black coffee.

Whoa, that is a full-grown sheriff's meal.

I'm, uh, powdered Donettes, 3 Musketeers, and a Sprite.

That's more self-harm than snack,

but, uh, you match my freak.

When do we ride?

I'll let you know after Shae's arraignment.

People v. Banfield. Counsel?

Olympia Lawrence for Ms. Banfield.

Your Honor, we move to dismiss for lack of probable cause.

Ms. Banfield categorically denies any involvement

in jury bribery.

In fact, Jacobson Moore

is planning a vigorous countersuit.

You may want to hold the countersuit.

The People have a cooperating witness in the gallery.

Victor Lasorta, private investigator,

testifying in exchange for immunity.

Ms. Banfield retained Mr. Lasorta

and gave him $50,000 to bribe a juror.

- I've never met that man in my life. - Ms. Banfield...

Your Honor, my client does not know this man.

Beg to differ, but don't take my word.

Let's watch this security footage.

- May I? - Proceed.

Note Ms. Banfield.

And who is that taking a seat next to her at the bar?

Mr. Lasorta.

♪ ♪

Then, when Ms. Banfield gets up to go to the bathroom,

not too soon after,

Mr. Lasorta follows.

He waits for Ms. Banfield to return to her meal.

And then, about a minute later,

Mr. Lasorta comes out with a package.

And that's how Ms. Banfield delivered the payout to the man

she never met in her life.

First, how are you doing?

Yeah, great. I actually

started a new Korean skin care routine,

and I've gotten really into pottery. What do you think?

I'm being framed, and I'm freaking out

because my reputation's being destroyed in real time.

- What? - Oh, nothing.

They call me the lie detector. You want to dance?

Why would a P.I. stand in court

and claim you paid him to bribe the juror?

Well, obviously, he was paid to say it.

Look, I go to Antonio's twice a week for dinner.

The P.I. must have followed me and staged the drop

because, again, we've never met.

Y'all were talking on the video.

Men talk to me all the time, Matty. Trust.

Now, we can explain the tape easily.

- R... - What we need to figure out is who set me up and why.

- So... - So, the jury was bribed

so that the owner of the building

would be found liable for the collapse.

So who else would that benefit? Besides Jacobson Moore.

Shae, you're the client, remember?

I know. I'm asking as the client.

Who else would it benefit?

I'm thinking the contractor. Terrence Coleman.

Yo, same page. If the building owner was found not liable,

Blanca and the other families would go after Coleman next.

- Establish his dogwater work. - Dogwater?

Oh, it's, like, super bad.

- Say that. - Okay.

We need to find some sort of connection

between the contractor Coleman and the P.I.

And we need to discredit the P.I. in general.

And we need to prep the city inspector.

We will need him on the stand

to establish that Coleman's shoddy work

led to the building collapse. Establishes motive.

What?

We're gonna need a little more help.

So we don't deliver dogwater work.

Ready, willing and able. Whatever you need, Matty.

All right. Want me to fill you in?

On the Fitzpatrick case that I prepped and researched?

Or on Shae, who I know very well?

Sarcastic. I see you.

Maybe bring it down just a notch.

Excuse me?

Well, since we have to work together.

Which I'm stoked to do, by the way.

I mean, your reputation as a research queen is legendary.

See, me, I'm more of a big ideas guy.

You know, things will be swirling,

I'll catch a thought, you know, ride the wave.

I don't know how to answer that in a non-sarcastic way,

so let's just move on to process. I'll lead.

Pull up the depos for Fitzpatrick, Coleman,

and the building inspector Irwin Pratt.

On it.

You don't look happy.

With such an expedited trial?

It's great news.

Lamar and/or Olson may or may not have made some calls.

Pure speculation, probably not even definitely true.

So they're doing this to help Shae?

Oh, they don't know Shae, but they do know that the merger

is still in the HSR window, so any criminal exposure

needs to be wrapped up before regulators step in. Ick.

So that's what I tell my client? "Ick"?

Look, I understand this is hard.

That's why, earlier, I brought up being swift.

You have faith in your team?

Unmitigated.

Good. They handle the case.

No partners or senior associates anywhere near it.

Olympia, no.

Ask anyone else.

I tried, they said it's you or Hunter.

And I can't even be in the courtroom.

Jacobson Moore's already distancing themselves from Shae.

The trial starts on my 50th anniversary.

- I will help as much as I can. - How?

Matty, I wouldn't ask if there were any other option.

And you can still have an anniversary dinner, right?

Oh, you know, maybe, while you're in court,

Julian and I can go see Priva. Push the mission forward, hmm?

Oh, that's a good idea. I see what you're doing there.

'Cause I'm desperate. I might not love Shae,

but this feels like injustice.

- Now you're pulling all my strings. - Hate to do it,

but the only other option is we withdraw.

Now imagine that headline.

Jacobson Moore abandons

their own jury consultant before trial.

I'm not exactly a huge fan of Shae's,

but she's devoted herself to her job.

She's lived and breathed her work for 16 years.

So how can I just sit back

and see her life be ruined because of a merger?

I mean, that's not justice, Edwin.

That's Jacobson Moore proving that the bottom line

matters more than a human being. Once again.

Well-argued.

Sounds like a decision has been reached.

Well, what if I take a whole week off after the trial,

a-and then we can actually go to Paris?

Alfie's in school.

I wish there were another option.

There is. You just didn't choose it.

Happy anniversary, my love.

I woke up this morning thinking about what you said.

How I did make a choice,

and I have to accept that

and accept that I hurt you and disappointed you.

Both of which I've done a lot of in 50 years.

But I hope I've also brought the kind of deep joy,

fierce love, and safe grounding

that you have given to me, Edwin.

You are the cornerstone of my heart.

The cornerstone of my life.

Our first date gets a lot of fanfare,

but I'll never forget our second.

We went for ice cream,

and when I started to justify my ambition,

you asked me who I was fighting with 'cause you liked it.

I couldn't believe it. That and smoking hot?

Took my damn breath away. You still do.

And I'm still the girl who made a stink

on the Left Bank because "lavelier" has one "A," not two,

and you spelled it incorrectly

and wouldn't admit it, and I hate injustice.

Later tonight, get ready for an epic rematch,

and we'll end the night as we did in Paris.

Your loving wife of 50 years and counting.

I think you have the wrong...

Shae? Wow. You look different.

I clearly can't show up to trial as a bombshell apex predator,

so I buried my light under oatmeal. Where's Olympia?

Um, I'm leading the case.

What...? Olympia's not coming at all?

Unfortunately, they told her to stay away.

Jacobson Moore pulled her?

Yep.

Okay. And you're ready?

Oh, sure am. Don't worry.

Yeah, easy for you to say.

Is that a picture locket?

Reminds me who I'm fighting for.

Play up the aw-shucks thing.

We have a tough judge and a jury who doesn't like bullies.

I'll play up the aw-shucks thing

if you remember, when we head into that courtroom,

you're not a jury consultant, you're a client.

- Earnest, sincere and humbled. - Matty,

I've spent the night in prison and I shopped at Marshall's.

I've been humbled.

Mr. Lasorta,

did Ms. Banfield tell you which juror

to target with the bribe?

Sure did. Said unpaid medical debt

made her the perfect mark.

She was wrong, apparently, though.

The-the juror came forward.

Thankfully. When did Ms. Banfield

give you the bribe money?

Objection. Prejudicial.

I'll rephrase.

Mr. Lasorta, did Ms. Banfield provide you with the money

that you offered to the juror?

Yes. She told me

to give half to the juror on the front end

and half when the verdict came back for her team.

Said she needed Jacobson Moore to win.

Hmm.

No further questions.

Hey there, Mr. Lasorta.

So, you say my client hired you,

but there's no proof of any communication between y'all.

No texts, no calls, no emails.

I only saw Ms. Banfield three times:

in my office to set up the job,

on my boat to transfer the cash,

and in the restaurant to get my fee.

Ah, yeah, your boat, uh,

The Sea Hag. What is that, a little dinghy, little rowboat?

No, no. She's 32 feet.

Wow.

But boats are expensive.

How can you afford that?

Well, I have been a P.I. for 20 years.

Well, not for all of those 20 years.

'Cause according to my records,

your license was suspended in 2019 for two years.

Now, what's that all about?

I hired someone to approach a client's husband in a bar.

Someone?

Meaning a...

prostitute?

Objection. She's whispering to make it seem more salacious.

Apologies.

Did you pay a prostitute

so your client could shake her husband down...

...for a hefty divorce settlement?

Yeah.

- That's accurate. - So,

you put him on tape in a public place

to make it look like he was doing something

he wouldn't do, and

why does that story sound familiar?

- Objection. - Withdrawn.

No further questions.

Text from Sarah.

"Matty tore Lasorta apart."

Okay, that's good.

Text from Hunter.

"Matty is the bomb emoji. She ate. Left no crumbs.

Fork and knife with plate emoji."

How do you think they're working together?

Oh, I can't take you seriously

when you're covered in powdered sugar.

Pretty judgy for someone who finished

all the 3 Musketeers

- before we even crossed into Massachusetts. - Whatever.

So what's our, uh, approach with Priva?

Matty came up with our covers,

and Alfie did some magic to make it look real online.

Here's your business card.

- Seriously? - Don't be immature.

Text from Remy.

"Looking forward to dinner.

Finally. Wink emoji."

Hmm. Remy as in Remy Hodges, attorney-at-law?

- Mm-hmm. - Wink emoji.

- It's just a dinner. - Oh,

okay, so you mean you don't have the feeling with him?

Like, um...

when you shook my hand the first time and went weak in the knees.

- I did not go weak in the knees. - You totally did. First handshake.

- I'll... stipulate to a vibe. - You almost fell over.

It's okay to date. I do.

- Don't look shocked. - When do you even have the time?

I-I can't find any.

Well, you have the kids half the week,

and it's about prioritizing, right?

Text Remy Hodges.

Say...

What are you, nuts? It's been three seconds.

Make the guy sweat a little.

Don't worry, I'll teach you.

Sorry to keep you.

No problem, Mr. Pratt.

You ready to run through your testimony?

Absolutely. I'm eager to help.

Can't stop thinking about what happened.

What else I could've done.

- Well, probably no... - Well, it was your first time

inspecting work from ColemanConstruct, right?

You could not have known that Coleman would cut corners.

Yeah, but if I'd gotten back to the building

to reinspect it a week earlier,

I would have seen the shoddy work. Maybe...

Maybe I could've saved those people.

You really think Coleman is the kind of guy

that would bribe a juror?

If he did, thank goodness he didn't get the rec center job.

All those kids...

Gail, come on. No interruptions. We talked about this.

It's... A-Apologies.

- You ready? - Yes.

That coffee looks good.

Sorry. Late night.

Went a little hard.

Let me guess, a girl?

Oh, no. A goddess.

Oh...

Do you mind if I grab a cup?

Enjoy.

Okay, now it is my turn to apologize.

No need. He's a funny guy.

Don't smile.

Hi. Can I help you?

Hi. I hope so. Uh, we're here to speak with Priva Kapoor.

What do you want with her?

Oh, um, I'm interested in her research.

Circa 2007, when she ran Martex Lab.

You need to leave.

Oh, wait, why?

Because that research is the reason she's dead.

What do you mean her research is the reason she's dead?

Uh, Mr. Bravel, I don't know about any of that.

In fact, I had no idea that Priva passed away.

Look, I represent a group of scientists

whose work was misrepresented, buried or stolen,

and we believe that Priva was one of those scientists.

Here's my card.

And one from my assistant Dick.

If we could just talk to you for five minutes?

We flew in from Chicago. We're only here for the day.

Sir, we're very sorry for your loss, but also...

I know you were married to Priva,

so I imagine you had the...

"how did I win the lottery" kind of love.

Made you weak in the knees.

So we're-we're asking you to show up for that person

because this is... this is about her legacy.

I'm Catherine, Abe's wife.

- Hi. - It's very hard for him to talk about Priva.

And, no, I-I didn't know her.

I met my husband three years after Priva died.

Because of her research?

All I know is, she was getting calls. People were unhappy.

Then she drove off the road.

Sometimes my husband can get paranoid.

Other times he acknowledges that there was black ice

and Priva had a blood alcohol level

three times the legal limit.

She'd started drinking from the stress,

which still means the work killed her.

It's an endless loop when he's triggered.

But you're right... Dick.

He did love her, which is why

we are going to give you her research journals.

On the condition you don't return.

Abe's finally past Priva's death,

and we deserve his fresh start.

And did you find anything?

I'm looking at Priva's journal from April 2010,

and she wrote, "Today, after the calls,

"he came to the lab. Offered money again

- to keep quiet." - What?

Got to be my dad.

Did they say how much money he offered?

I'm not finished reading. I called you right away.

How's Shae holding up?

Well, not bad considering the circumstances.

I got to go check the kids' research.

Call me if you find anything else.

Grandmother emoji out.

All right, we'll have to track Senior's travel.

Put him in Milton in April 2010.

Or track the hush money.

Uh, I think that car has been following us for a while.

- Really? - Yeah. It's probably nothing.

- Well, why would you mention it? - Uh, I-I shouldn't have.

- So how do you think... - I'm just gonna make a right.

- What? - Yeah. Just in case.

See if they follow.

Okay. [chuckles] Good.

I'm... just paranoid.

I get it.

Wait, look at this. Actually, do not look.

Keep your eyes on the road.

She wrote, "$350,000"

on the side of a page, connected to nothing else.

You thinking that's the amount of money they offered Priva?

Yeah. And listen to this.

All right, all right, all right, let me have it.

Still nothing tying Coleman to Lasorta,

and I have cross-referenced every single job

from ColemanConstruct in the last five years.

Meanwhile, I totally bro'd out with Pratt the inspector.

Oh, my God.

Hush, you. Sometimes Hunter

likes to walk around the building before he goes inside.

So, you bro'd out with him?

Oh, yeah. Well, after he snapped at Gail.

That's his secretary.

You know, see, I could see that, uh, she felt like

she wasn't really being respected or valued.

So I made an excuse with Pratt.

I chatted Gail up alone.

Turns out,

she gave me the name of the rec center

ColemanConstruct bid on.

The rec center job has nothing to do with our case.

Yeah, true,

but you got to submit financials to bid for a city job.

And if we get the financials,

that could lead us to the money Coleman used

to pay the P.I. and the juror.

Okay, so did you happen to get the financials?

Oh, you know it. And ColemanConstruct was broke.

But get this, they owed half a million to a creditor--

Rovus Construction.

So, Coleman's held liable,

- Rovus doesn't get paid. - Exactly,

so maybe Rovus has an incentive to bribe the juror.

Um, find out everything you can

about Rovus Construction.

I got to get back to court.

You could have told me.

When, bro? You've been a huge bummer.

Where were you?

Lunch. Did you...?

How can you even eat when this is happening?

Okay, is anyone in the office actually looking

for the person who is framing me?

Everybody's working nonstop.

Oh, then how do you have time for lunch?

That is enough, young lady.

You have no idea what it's cost me to be here.

I was supposed to be with... my grandson.

And I let him down.

Damn near broke his heart for you

'cause I'm all you've got.

And no cavalry coming for you, Shae.

I'm your cavalry.

So show me some damned respect.

Please offer your grandson my sincere apologies.

And I am sorry

to you, too.

I've had my heart broken exactly three times.

My college boyfriend.

He... wanted kids, and I didn't, so...

ending it felt right.

But it hurt.

During the pandemic, I was engaged.

But then my fiancé started dropping these hints that

maybe my position on kids could change.

I said it wouldn't.

He understood I was serious.

Again, it hurt,

but I knew it was the right decision.

And the third time?

When I realized Jacobson Moore completely abandoned me.

I'm so scared, Matty.

Well, of course you are.

You just need to remember who you're fighting for.

Who you've always fought for.

Ms. Banfield, how close do you live to your job?

Six blocks.

Did you choose the apartment for proximity?

Objection. Relevance.

I'll rephrase.

Would you say your life centers around your work?

I would say my job is very important to me.

And is it true that, at present,

your firm is in the middle of a merger?

Yes, that's true, but...

Were you under increased pressure?

Well, yes, I was, but I would never bribe a juror.

And yet there is evidence.

A video where someone spoke to me

and then followed me to the restroom,

which is scary,

and he then waited until I left to make it look like

I was involved in something that I wasn't.

It's believable,

if that was the only evidence.

- What? - Your Honor, what other evidence?

You wanted an expedited trial.

Cell phone records came in at lunch.

I'll allow it.

Where were you on the night of Tuesday, March 10th?

Uh, Tuesday I, I ate at the office.

Correct. Where'd you go next?

- Home. - Six blocks away?

Yes.

Well, then, why, according to your cell phone data,

did you walk in the opposite direction

- to the F train? - What?

You recall where you went next?

Oh, home. No, this is wrong. I was home.

You walked straight down Atlantic

to the Brooklyn Heights Marina,

where Mr. Lasorta docks his boat,

where he testified

- you gave him the bribe money. - No, I didn't.

Then why was your phone pinging to these locations?

- I don't know. - That's okay. We know.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Sarah and Hunter are out looking for an expert

who can establish that phones can be cloned.

Can I get a plea deal?

- No jail time. - What?

The jury doesn't believe me.

I'm good at my job, remember?

Look...

They're not gonna offer a plea,

but listen, look, look,

we'll figure this out.

We can win the jury back.

I'm the cavalry, remember?

Why are you showing up like this for me?

I mean,

I haven't always been the nicest to you.

I've been asking myself the same damn question.

Maybe 'cause I see a little bit of myself in you,

back when I was young.

Well, I'll take that as a compliment.

Because you're a really good person, Matty.

Turns out, it is not that hard to track a cloned phone.

It can be done with spyware.

Hunter and I found a great expert.

Okay, see you soon, Matty.

Anything on your creditor theory? Rovus Constructions?

I don't think it's panning out.

It's run by Coleman's cousin on paper.

I think it's a shell company.

Well, that...

is a huge bummer.

And look...

I'm sorry that I have also been a huge bummer.

It took me a long time to get close with Matty and Olympia.

You've been here a couple weeks, and

you already have handshakes.

Well, something to know about me--

my mom says I have therapy dog energy.

Got it, and I agree.

And because of that and other things,

like your face and race

and gender...

the world bends for you.

And it doesn't for me.

That's true. And also,

my mom's been in prison since I was three.

Yeah. They bring therapy dogs around,

that's-that's how she knows.

The world didn't always bend.

What? You're happier knowing that my life's hard?

Something you should know about me.

Uh-oh.

You want me to withdraw?

Jacobson Moore can no longer be affiliated with Shae Banfield.

She crossed a line.

Jacobson Moore is appalled.

We can't put that messaging out there.

Please give me the night,

and we'll figure out what's going on.

This was informational, not conversational.

The motion to withdraw has already been filed.

You will argue it tomorrow morning successfully.

- If this has to do with the merger and... - You can go.

My darling Madeline.

I do not want to be cavalier,

which is spelled just like lavalier,

so I will cut to the chase.

When I woke up alone on our 50th anniversary...

...I felt hurt.

And then I read your beautiful card,

which contained all that I love about you.

And I still felt hurt.

But also, I was reminded of the Renaissance artist Titian.

A contemporary of Michelangelo's,

who gets all the fanfare,

much like the first date.

But while Michelangelo focused on structure,

Titian focused on color.

Layered it over and over and over,

so it was "living," he said.

I always loved that, because living is layered.

Anyway, the technique unleashed the most vibrant hues.

Venetian reds. Ultramarines.

No one had seen anything like them.

And I know how they felt.

Because I first saw color

when I fell in love with you.

And also, I am still upset.

So I invited a few friends from my Italian class

to go watch some Italian cinema.

Then we're grabbing a bite to eat.

I'm sorry.

You beating yourself up?

- Actually, I'm not. - What?

I just feel like...

...I'm a really good person, you know?

And I'm doing the best I can.

Why, Matty Madeline Matlock Kingston,

are you giving yourself grace?

I'm growing and changing, baby.

Did you see anything we missed?

Not yet. [sighs] Oh,

I made a date with Remy.

What? Hello.

- Do not make a big thing about it. - It's good.

Your kids and your job can't be your whole life.

You can't sit around like an old sea hag.

- A what now? - Sorry.

That's the name of Lasorta's boat.

The P.I. Clearly a feminist.

Wait, I'm looking at this note,

and it says "58th Street rec center"?

Oh, that's the note that Hunter got from Gail,

- Pratt's secretary. - Well, check out the logo.

You old sea hag.

A motion to withdraw in the middle

of a criminal trial is highly unusual.

I doubt this is in your client's best interest.

Your Honor, I agree.

So I'd like to withdraw the motion to withdraw

and call my next witness.

Mr. Pratt, you were the inspector who discovered

the cracks in the foundation at 800 Rivington,

where eight people lost their lives, right?

Yes, ma'am. Six months before the building fell.

Ever inspect work ColemanConstruct

did in the past?

No, I haven't.

Ever meet Mr. Lasorta?

The man accusing Shae Banfield of bribery?

I have not.

This is a map of the Brooklyn Heights Marina.

Cute logo. Little anchor.

Reminds me of the notepaper from your office.

Did you get that notepad from the marina?

- I must have. - Agreed.

You must have. Do you have a boat?

- The Lady Gravy. - The Lady Gravy, and do you

dock The Lady Gravy a few slips down from Vic Lasorta's Sea Hag?

Looks like I do. Small world.

Teeny-tiny. Speaking of,

are you sure you never inspected buildings

Terrence Coleman worked on?

800 Rivington was my first and only project

- with ColemanConstruct. - Right.

But how about an entity called Rovus Construction?

I'll remind you.

You approved

four projects by Rovus Construction.

That's a company

technically owned by Terrence Coleman's cousin.

Also approved,

six projects for the Richmond Group Partners.

Coleman's aunt owns that one.

Uh, and eight projects by Gloria Builders,

Coleman's 86-year-old mother.

Always excited to talk shop with a tough old broad,

but Terrence Coleman handles most of the day-to-day.

The guy's family does a lot of business.

What's your point?

You get kickbacks from any of those companies?

In exchange for rubber-stamping Coleman's subpar work?

You can answer, or we'll subpoena all of your records.

And I've got a structural engineer on standby

waiting to open up every wall you ever approved.

Your Honor, I request a recess.

The case against you's being dropped.

Lasorta's being charged with perjury, and Pratt

is in a whole lot of trouble for attempting to bribe a juror.

Oh, my God. Thank you so much.

I think you know what this means to me.

I do.

And for the record,

the right person is out there.

Someone who accepts exactly who you are.

All the layers.

Says the woman whose husband cheated

with approximately 5,000 call girls.

Well, what can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic.

Congratulations on your win, Mrs. Kingston.

Thank you, Mr. Kingston.

You know, I could have been Shae.

Married to the job.

I never thought I'd find anyone

who accepted all of me.

And then we had our ice cream date.

A lot of good it did me.

Oh, Edwin.

I'm sorry I had to postpone our plans.

Are we on for this weekend?

- Well, if nothing else comes up. - Like...?

Who knows?

Perhaps a strong wind.

And barring that strong wind?

I'll be there.

And will my apology be accepted?

Let's see how the date goes.

Hey.

Heard someone had a big win in court today.

Not my case, I wouldn't know.

So, are we having drinks in the lobby?

I'm sorry, I'm-I'm waiting for my cousin.

Oh, so I'm meeting your whole family, huh?

Oh, no, you weren't supposed to,

but... [sighs] this guy's always late, and I...

Ooh, watch who you're talking about, young man.

Man, I was about to file a missing persons report.

Well, you go ahead and you do that. You got my keys?

Thanks for loaning me a car.

Olympia, this is Langston.

Pleasure to meet you. Langston.

Olympia.

Nice to meet you.

All right, we're heading to dinner.

Y'all have fun.

I gave you a specific directive.

You did.

But I exonerated Shae,

which is better for the firm.

And a city inspector was involved in a kickback scheme.

So we're heading for a windfall in the Blanca Suarez case.

The victim's families will be paid handsomely.

Jacobson Moore will be paid handsomely.

Looks like things worked out this time.

But remember, warnings are subtle. Responses are not.

Good work, Madeline Matlock.

What?

Well, clearly,

the Wolf is not used to people disobeying

- his orders. - No, no, no, no.

Repeat what he said about warnings.

"Warnings are subtle. Responses are not."

And listen to this.

"Today on the phone, he said,

'Remember, warnings are subtle. Responses are not.'"

It wasn't Senior who paid Priva a visit. It was the Wolf.

He was actively involved in the cover-up.

Which means we just have to turn Senior's most trusted

and loyal henchman against him.

No problem.

As long as it's after my anniversary, okay?

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