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Previously on Good Trouble...

She is guilting you
into taking care of her!

- Dom?
- Don't go in.

You need to brand yourself. Use
social media to promote your art,

and that beautiful face.

- I'm kind of behind on rent.
- How much do you need?

1,800 dollars.

I'm over Sumi. I hope
that you can see that.

- She's not over you.
- I want to build tiny houses.

Jesus, I like your idea.

Let me think on it a beat
and I'll get back to you.

I ran into Jennifer a
couple of months back.

We've been seeing each other.

She says the divorce is almost final.

Half our assets are legally yours.

How could you not tell
me Jeff was in town?

What did you say to make him go away?

I've reached my decision.

Officer Griffin's personnel
records will remain sealed.

It's the Jamal Thompson
police shooting case.

They're alleging that he never received

prompt medical care after he was shot.

Yeah, they let him lie
there bleeding for 15 minutes

before they let the EMTs in.

You're off the Jamal Thompson case.

Kate will be replacing you.

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I have some good news.

I found you a lawyer. And she
spoke to the catering company,

and they're willing to
give you $10,000 to settle.

You can have the money in your
account by the end of the week.

Or you can take it to trial.

- And?
- That could be a long, drawn-out ordeal.

You might end up with
nothing, in the end.

It's not about the money for me.

I want employers to stop
discriminating against trans people.

We need the publicity of a trial.

What do you think?

I think you need to follow your heart.

Congratulations. You won.

You're welcome for the adoring fans.

I told you gay Instagram
would come through.

Honestly, I feel like
I deserve a 10 percent

commission for any sales tonight.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Your art is amazing.
Don't worry. It'll sell.

Might have had a bidding war,

if you took some photos
with your shirt off.

But for the fun police, let's get
some G-rated shots next to your work.

- Come on.
- All right.

Oh, babe. Hide your
hands. They're stained.

God forbid we see evidence
he actually made the art.

Hey.

Thanks for coming up. I, um...

I need to ask you something.

Got it.

Hey.

- Hi.
- How was it today?

- It was fine.
- Hmm.

Hmm. Kate feels awful that I got
her the job and she got my case.

And Ben's just pissed
Wilson didn't give it to him.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

Did you talk to your investigator?

I did.

- Anything good?
- I will tell you on the way to the bar.

He confirmed that the
felony assault charges

against Judge Wilson's son were dropped,

and all he got was probation
for the misdemeanor DUI,

but there's nothing unusual about that.

Nothing unusual about the
police dropping charges

when someone tried to
assault a police officer.

No, not that he's hearing.

But there is apparently
something else he came across

that he didn't want to
talk about over the phone.

Okay, we are not just
here for the free booze.

Girl, speak for yourself.

For real. I do not want
to find a stack of these

on the bar at the end of the night.

Sis, I got you. When was the
last time you got some sleep?

Who's got time for sleep?

Ah, we got the permit for the protest!

- We are good to go day one of the trial!
- Yes, yes!

Okay, well, I'm gonna put
the invite out on Facebook.

I got Twitter and Instagram.

Okay, well, we need to hit the streets.

You know, pass out fliers.

We can't just rely on
our social media circles.

- Malika, did we get Patrisse Cullors?
- Still trying.

Who's Patrisse Cullors?

She's one of the three women who
co-founded Black Lives Matter.

- Cool.
- Yeah.

I had no idea how much goes
into planning a legit protest.

Hey, Malika. Where's Isaac?

I don't know. Should I?

Girl, what is wrong with you?

Nothing, I just don't have time
for dating right now, you know?

Maybe after the protest
and the trial and my finals.

- And graduation. We gotta have a party.
- Ooh, hell, yes.

It's no big deal.

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Girl, you need to rest,
or you gon' go postal.

- What?
- Nothing. I thought I saw Dom.

You heard from him?

No, he has made it perfectly clear

that he wants nothing to do with me,

and I'm done reaching out to him, so...

Where you going? We ain't
gon' see Marie Antoinette?

Hey.

Fancy seeing you here.

I literally texted you the address.

We just stopped by for a drink, and
then, uh, we're headed to dinner.

So, the big day is in a week, huh?

- Yeah.
- You must be excited.

We are really excited to get married.

So. How are things with Joey?

Great. Yeah.

It's always great in
the beginning, right?

- I guess. I mean, it...
- The chemistry. The sex. The mystery.

When that's gone, what's left?

Ice cream and "Dateline"?

See, like, does she make you laugh?

Are you best friends?

Or have you made a
big mistake because...

someone else was your soul
mate this whole time, and...

you were just too clueless to see it.

Thank you so much for coming.

I'm a complete idiot
when it comes to art.

There were only so many
non-engineering electives

that I could take at MIT.

Oh, at my college we
didn't even have electives.

They just shoved the engineers into one

history of humanities
class called "Great Ideas."

Are you serious? What
constitutes a great idea?

Well, fire, obviously.

The wheel. Postmates. Um...

- Oh, God.
- What?

Angela's here.

Did you read Angela's email yet?

No. What did it say?

That she's heard about
a rumored spreadsheet.

She knows about the spreadsheet.

Uh, rumored spreadsheet. She'd
need a password to access it,

and if she did have
it, I would be fired.

- How so?
- Well, there's only two Latina engineers,

and since I'm the only one of us
that input that in the race column,

she would have looked into our
salaries and figured out it was me.

The whole thing is pointless, anyway,

if we don't have the men's salaries.

We're computer geniuses. Why
don't we hack into HR and get them?

Because we don't want to be felons?

A few threatened to take
their names off the list,

but I managed to talk them off the ledge

by telling them that if we went
down, I would take the fall.

By the way, I completely get it

if you want to take
your ethnicity off of it.

If you go down, I'm going down with you.

- So. Jeff's back.
- Yeah.

I, uh... actually have
you to thank for that.

I think when you decked him,
you knocked some sense into him.

So, apparently violence is the answer.

So he left his wife?

I got us reservations at Cicada.

You have time if you
want to get dolled up.

Uh, Jeff, this is Viv.
She's one of my students.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Can I use the bathroom?
- Of course.

You saw where it was
when we came in, right?

She's just gonna hang out
until her dad can pick her up.

You can't just take a kid home, can you?

Well, I couldn't leave her at
school alone. It was getting dark.

Well, is there someone
else that you can call?

I was hoping we could celebrate tonight.

Did you finally tell Lily
that you're leaving her?

Not yet. But I did talk
to a divorce attorney,

and he says it's just important for
me to get my ducks in a row first.

What ducks?

You know, like, bank accounts, and...

credit cards. Just stuff like that.

Look, I'm sorry I had
to ruin tonight, but...

there'll be plenty of nights
out when I'm back in Fitchburg.

Um-hmm.

- Nope, nope. There's a kid here.
- All right. We'll stop.

Should I be ready to duck and weave?

No. Just be good to her.

Good to yourself.

I'm gonna go get a drink.

- Nice turnout.
- Yeah, everything looks great.

What do you think of his new piece?

I like it.

Look, no matter our issues,
you're always honest with me.

I shouldn't show this
tomorrow night, right?

Hey, looking good.

Hey.

This is my sister, Jazmin. And Bryan.

This is Kamar. He's the
owner of the gallery.

- I'd love any feedback.
- Hmm.

I'm sorry to see you're working in wood.

I was hoping I'd see some
more cast pieces from you.

But overall, solid work.

Thanks.

Maybe you should have cast that
phallic piece you destroyed.

I didn't have the money to.

Well, cast or not,
you should just own it.

Okay? Lots of mediocre
art sells for huge bucks.

- Thanks a lot, Bryan.
- No, that's not what I'm saying.

What I mean is, if you stand by it,

get a couple critics to agree,
everyone will think it's brilliant.

Well, I don't need a critic
to tell me what I think.

I like it. Truly.

It's not your best work.

Problem is, is the show is called "8."

Eight pieces of art from 8 L.A. artists.

Without this, I only have 7.

What if you show one of these?

They're not good enough.

Can you make something
new in the next 24 hours?

Yeah. But I'd need help.

Vivian showed up at school today.

Everything's fine, I guess.

Uh! This is adorbs.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

You didn't have to fold my clothes.

I don't mind.

So, Vivian, how do you
like your English teacher?

- I hear she's a real piece of work.
- Watch it.

She's making us read The
Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Spoiler: Boring!

And racist and it's
about a boy so who cares?

Okay, first of all, the school board

is making you read The
Adventures of Tom Sawyer, so...

It's so basic.

Yeah, that's the problem with
these common core reading lists.

I graduated before I read
authors who really spoke to me.

You know, Ralph Ellison, Zora
Neale Hurston, Roxane Gay...

Angie Thomas? You haven't
read The Hate U Give?

- Instant classic.
- Your dad must be pretty proud of you.

Tween badass and all.

He is. And he's usually
on time. It's not like...

he forgot or something. He's
just been really busy at his work.

Hey, Davia, I have those, um,
T-shirts I wanted to show you.

For the protest.

- Oh!
- Um-hmm.

Right, um... the protest
in your room. I'll be right back.

Slow down.

- What's going on?
- I think Viv is homeless.

She is shoveling food in her mouth

and she's carrying around
dirty clothes in her backpack.

Okay, well, a lot of girls
bring extra clothes to school.

- She's just taking them home to wash...
- No. I was homeless, okay.

Trust me. Something's going on,
here. You need to call child services.

You don't know what the
story is with her dad,

if there even is one.

She could be in trouble.

Or, he could be at work like she said,

and calling someone could
really mess things up for them.

See, this is the problem with
recruiting white college grads

to teach at diverse, urban schools.

Y'all can't relate to your students,

and you have no clue what
their real home lives are like.

So now you want to educate me.

So what is it, Malika?

Should I go get a book and
figure it out for myself,

or should I wait patiently
for your next lecture?

Why you gotta get defensive?

Because you're attacking
me when I am just...

honestly trying to understand.

I'm on your side.

But it feels like there's nothing
I can do to convince you of that.

If the truth feels like an attack,
you need to check your privilege.

I didn't know it was a
privilege to have a conversation

with my friend without
feeling patronized or judged.

Hey, did you see the kid that was here?

Uh, yeah. She said her dad was
here to get her, and to say thanks.

Huh.

You know, showing up at school
today like every other day

doesn't mean she's not homeless.

I was in college and living in
my car. I never missed a class.

I just don't want to call
anyone until I know for sure.

I know you called CPS
on your mom, but...

that doesn't mean it's the
right choice for every kid.

Was the system any better for you?

'Cause it sure as hell wasn't for me.

Hey. What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just... another conversation

where someone accuses
me of not getting it.

Like this sculpture. What is that?

I think it's good that you're leaving.

It'll be nice for you to be
back home. You fit in better.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing, I... I just...

Just to be clear, I'm not going
back until you leave your wife.

I'm not moving to Wisconsin
to be your mistress.

Got to say, Gael, your new
piece might be my favorite.

Where you been hidin' it?

- He did it last night.
- You did that last night?

Yeah.

Ah. Never know when the
muse will strike, right?

Shouldn't take much longer to dry.

- Thanks for helping me.
- What else would I be doing right now?

Besides being fast
asleep in my comfy bed?

It's gonna be really cool.

You're good at this.

I haven't been. Honestly, I...

haven't felt inspired
about my art in months.

Just feels like another
thing on my to-do list.

You have a lot on your plate.

Maybe this whole time,

all I needed is you.

So, what, I'm like, your muse?

If you're up for it.

Concrete's ready.

Hey. So did you get a
chance to meet that lawyer?

I did.

Um, I'm gonna take the settlement.

Why did you change your mind?

Honestly, I need the money.

It could really put me back on my feet.

- And I can pay your back.
- That was a gift. Not a loan.

Look, if you want to take
the settlement, fine,

but I'm not taking your money.

- Gael...
- I'm serious.

- We need a refill.
- Yeah.

Doesn't seem like a practical
place to keep your valuables.

No. Sticky, too.

Oh, Evan came. Sweet of him.

- How are you feeling about your pitch?
- Well...

Which is now "New Zip" takes the
guesswork out of your next big move.

Uh, Speckulate developed something
similar a couple of years ago.

Evan ultimately pulled the plug.

Shit.

Evan killed it. Two years ago.

I have another idea, but...

It's called "Activism."

So you have all these people who want

to get involved, but don't know how.

And then there's people like you.

The activists who have all of
these really important causes,

but need more people to support them.

What if there were an app that connected

you to them, and helped you organize?

Like a one-stop spot for permits,

planning, legal resources, counseling,

even crowd-funding. Like,
basically organizing the organizers.

That would be amazing.

But would your boss really
get behind something like that?

No way. It's interesting and noble,
but Speckulate isn't exactly a...

...a civic-minded workplace.

I can't imagine Evan
green-lighting an app like that.

Or Josh even letting him.

Well, screw that. It's a great idea.

Well, how great of a great idea?

I mean, in your expert opinion.

Somewhere between the Gutenberg
printing press, and sliced bread.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Hey.

Hey.

Have you talked to your friend
about Jesus's tiny houses?

Um, yeah.

So you're just backing out?

- I thought you were managing the project.
- I never said that.

You think I would give hundreds
of thousands of dollars to a kid

with no experience.

He's got a good business
plan. And the permits.

For you this is a low-risk investment.

Look, I was doing this as a favor.

To you. To help you out financially.

But, you know, now that
you don't need the money...

Oh, so this is about Jenn.

You're punishing this kid
because she's pissed at me?

I don't want to get
between the two of you.

Well, you should have thought about that

before you started screwing her.

Come on, man. Really?

What the hell?

I just think you owe her an explanation.

Your brother doesn't need
to worry. I got a plan.

Well, thank you so much for
all that you're doing for him.

- He really appreciates it.
- He's a good kid.

Tell him he doesn't need to feel guilty.

Guilty? About what?

You know. Getting a handout.

When you get an
opportunity, you take it.

Hey.

Surprised to see you here.

You said you hated going to parties.

Hmm. I'm trying to get out more.

Get more involved.

I have, um... social anxiety.

Had it my whole life.

First day of kindergarten, I
stood by the door the whole day,

ready to bolt just in case
someone tried to talk to me.

One time I threw myself
down a garbage chute to...

avoid a girl that I had a crush on.

- Garbage chute?
- Yes.

I ended up in a dumpster outside.

I have a thing with germs, so...

that was a bad idea.

Sorry.

No, it's okay. It's, um... it's funny.

You need to find a way to keep this
pitch of Mariana's from happening.

Uh, yeah. I made that
mistake once. So...

if you want to stop it,
that's your problem.

Sure.

Until we end up with another
Amanda situation on our hands.

Look...

it's pretty obvious that
Evan's interest in Mariana

isn't just professional.

And I don't think the head of HR

would want to see Speckulate
featured in the next "Me Too" expose.

That's rich, coming from you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Gee, I don't know, Josh.
What do you think it means?

Just find a way to keep
this pitch from happening,

or find a reason to
fire her if you have to.

Okay?

By the way, I'm really
looking forward to your pitch.

Uh, that might have to be postponed.

Apparently, my old pitch was an
idea you've already heard before.

- So, there's a new pitch?
- Well, yeah, but...

Pretty sure it's not
something you're gonna be into.

Well, there is only one way to find out.

Tell me about it.

Now?

Am I crazy? This is
going really well, right?

It is. It's impressive.

Especially pulling off a
brand new piece overnight.

Without any help.

I'm gonna grab another
drink. You guys, uh...

Hmm.

He, uh... always drink this much?

- What's your problem with Bryan?
- I don't have a problem.

But you do. Always picking guys you
can't actually get serious about.

Jaz, you barely know him.
And we are serious.

You're not in love with him.
And not in danger of falling.

It's... what you do.

I didn't do that with Elijah.

Yeah, but you found
a way to break it off.

- It's complicated.
- When isn't it?

I mean, have you let yourself feel
like that about anyone else since?

That's what I thought.

You didn't fight for Elijah. Don't
let that happen with this one.

So, I just pitched "Activism" to Evan.

- What?
- He asked to hear it. And, anyway...

Basically, organizing the organizers.

I love it.

Seriously?

I want to get into it tomorrow.
Discuss specs for a build.

I think it's... great, Mariana.

Wow.

I think you meant, "Wow. That's
amazing, Mariana. Congratulations!"

Yeah, uh, yeah, definitely.
All that. I'm sorry.

Don't be so effusive.

I'm sorry, I'm, it's, it's
very exciting. I just, uh...

- Raj, what?
- I...

worry about Evan's intentions.

Intentions?

So he only likes my app
because he likes me?

No

Evan's different around you. He
looks right through everyone else.

He has social anxiety,
for your information.

He's here supporting Gael, so,
what? He has a crush on him, too?

Look, I'm wrong, okay?
Probably. I'm sorry, I'm just...

Projecting?

Yeah, 'cause you're the only one
who's proven to have intentions.

Just sold, man.

Really? Who bought it?

Said they wanted to remain
anonymous. Congratulations.

Thanks.

You didn't just buy that
to pay me back, did you?

No

Jamal Thompson was shot
and killed by police.

So if you believe that black lives
matter, please come to the protest.

- Thank you.
- Hey.

Hey. Um, I'd give you
one of these, but...

I'm not the clerk on the case anymore.

What happened?

Just tried a little too
hard to have an influence.

- You okay?
- Maybe it's better this way.

So, can you come to the protest?

No, I'm still a clerk in his office.

What do you think our
chances are? Be honest.

I don't think they're good.

I don't know.

- Do you find it a bit...
- Threatening?

I was gonna say didactic, but...

- Sure.
- I'm not good with big words.

- Hey, do you want another...
- Do you want another...

- I can get...
- I can...

- It's like our first date all over again.
- Oh, I hope not.

I'll get the drinks.

Hey.

Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you.

I'm sure you didn't. I just
have resting scared face.

Plus, I thought you'd left.

Uh, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry

for being an ass the other night.

You know, I just love Sumi so
much, and I get protective, and...

I don't know, maybe a little jealous.

Why jealous?

'Cause you and Sumi are best friends.

You know, it could be tough.

She's, I don't know.
She's my soul mate, and...

I just can't imagine
my life without her.

So what if I told you I
didn't want to marry Meera.

Um. Why not?

Because I think I'm
still in love with you.

It's all good. I don't
think you're an ass.

In the donkey way, or the
butt way, for that matter.

Thanks.

Hey.

- What are you guys talking about?
- Um... um...

The wedding! And how
great it's gonna be.

Yeah. I can't wait.

Well, we should probably
get to dinner, so...

We'll see you guys later?

That wedding's not happening, is it?

Hi. Excuse me, I'm here
about the protest tomorrow.

- Just come if you can.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

_

It's very nice of you
to ride up with me.

Uh, I may have had ulterior motives.

Um, Mariana's here, and
I have court tomorrow.

Yeah. All right.

Think we can meet your
investigator in the morning?

I will ask.

Oh, uh, I didn't want
Gael to feel weird,

but I bought one of his pieces.

Anonymously.

- Which one?
- The new one.

Yeah, I actually really like it.

That was nice of you.

- I like to support the arts.
- I've always said that about you.

- You're mocking me.
- Yeah.

Hmm. Okay.

Well, you'll have to,
uh, come over some time

- and help me figure out where to hang it.
- Sure.

You want to stay?

Depends. You gonna tell me about Callie?

Helping you with your piece last night?

Caught triple handed.

I asked her opinion,
okay? It just happened.

- Why didn't you ask my opinion?
- I did, Bryan.

Your answer was, "Take your shirt off."

Did you hook up with her?

I'm not gonna talk to you about
my relationship with Callie.

You told me to trust you.

And I want to.

But you give me reasons to doubt, Gael.

I never should have
committed to being exclusive.

I'm sorry.

It's her, isn't it?

No.

All right, we're not right for
each other. We both know it.

Don't tell me what I know.

You were shut off from the start.

Until you figure that out,
the only thing I do know

is that you won't be right for anyone.

Congratulations. You won.

Mariana. May I have a word?

Oh, uh, I'm going to a protest.

Look, if this is about my app...

This is about your spreadsheet.

- How did you...?
- This place is full of computer geniuses.

Did you really think a
password would keep me out?

What is this?

It's the salary information.

For all the men who work at Speckulate.

_

- Hello?
- Hey.

- Dom?
- Yeah.

- Is everything okay?
- No.

If some deal was made to get

the charges against Tate Wilson dropped,

no one's saying so.

- You don't think it's odd?
- I do.

It's not the first time some privileged
kid gets out of serious charges

because his parents are connected.

You had something to tell us?

Something I did hear
from a reliable source

that could affect your case.

He says that Chief Kelley,

the former chief of police
when Jamal was shot,

didn't suddenly decide to
retire. He was forced to.

Forced out. Why?

There was an I.A. investigation
going on about some...

comments he allegedly made
to officers, one of which was,

that it's easier and
cheaper for the department

to let victims of police shootings die.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'm looking for Dennis. Is he here?

I don't know. Why?

I'm not doing this.
I'm not do... Shut up.

Dennis. Don't walk away from me.

- Stop.
- What do you want from me?

- I thought you were sorry.
- You said you wanted me to have half.

You convinced me that you owed
it to me. For cheating on me.

And not being there when
I needed you the most.

Or maybe this is about
me moving on with Nathan.

That's not what this is about.

- Then what is it about?
- Me.

Trying to take care of myself.
Trying to stop throwing my life away.

You spent our entire marriage
taking care of yourself.

Putting me and Jacob last.

You were always working,
or out with clients.

Jacob had to get cancer for
you to pay any attention to him.

You were a shitty husband,
and a shitty father.

- He's not there.
- Shit.

What's going on?

Hey, Jenn. It's me.

I am sorry.

I never quit being sorry.

Because all I do is fail people, and...

Truth is...

I wish I was the one who
died that day, not Jacob.

I want you to have everything.

I want you to have a great life.

I want you to be happy.

Bye.

Who's Jacob?

Our son.

Just be good to her.
And be good to yourself.

You gotta call
me the second you get this.

I'm serious, Dennis. Please call me.

Call me.

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