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Keegan Deane, Gloria?

GLORIA:
It was just a kiss.

I'm deeply
concerned about you.

Maybe you
need a fresh start
somewhere else.

I'm thinking about
running for DA.

Are you kidding?

Just a matter of time
till you can't stand

the sight of
this guy, Maddy.

MADDY:
Don't be ridiculous.

I think we
should break up.

I put Tarrant away
based on the confessions
you gave me.

None of this stink
is landing on me.

That Keegan Deane.

I had sex
with my cousin Angus?

I could've
told him the truth.

I was just hoping
you could talk
to Harry Potter.

This IRS thing
is killing me.

(SCREAMING)

You miss one payment,

and you're dead.
Okay.

KEEGAN:
About that offer,
when could I start?

How's Monday?

Monday could work.

KEEGAN:
This is screwy.

I can't believe
I agreed to this.
It's a mistake.

LEANNE:
Where are you?
Outside the building.

Me working in a white-shoe
law firm with these pricks?

I'll be dead in a week.
This is a nightmare.

If you'd like
to discuss nightmares,

please bear
in mind the fact

that I'm currently
cleaning out your fridge.

I've just found
some mustard from
before the time of Christ.

I mean,
my gut's screaming
this is a huge mistake.

Why am I doing this?
Tell me that right now.

I can give you
several reasons.

Ben needs you to
support him, so you're
there as a friend.

That's a terrible reason.

You're not supposed
to work for friends.

Everybody knows that.

Well, don't forget,
you still owe Victor.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, God,
I'm gonna need some form
of trauma therapy after this.

Stop being a baby.
You need this job.
You need the money.

I know, Leanne.

Please talk to Ben
about bringing me on board.

Yeah, yeah.

This is going
to be the worst,

most soul-sucking
experience of my life.

Enjoy.

I'm not doing it.
Leanne?

Hello?

Hey.
(DIAL TONE)

What can I do for you?

I'm not sure where...
I'm Keegan Deane.

Oh, Mr. Deane.
Welcome to Leon & Associates.

We are so excited
you are going to be
coming aboard.

Please have a seat,
and I will call Cindy.

Can I get you some coffee?
Um, Cindy?

Your assistant.
How do you take it?

Linda,
this is Keegan Deane.

Mr. Deane, welcome.
Hi. Hello.

Linda Hirschberg,
head of human resources.
Oh.

I've heard many
stories about you, sir.

And if even half
of them are true,

things are finally going
to get fun around here.

(CHUCKLES)

Is Cindy on her way?

I just called.

I have your employment
contract all ready.
I just need your signature.

Anything you need,
my door is always open.

Actually, there is
a little personnel issue

you might be able
to help me with.

I have a young
lady who's worked
with me for many years.

She's reliable, dependable,
somebody I think you...

Hello, Mr. Deane.
I'm Cindy Beck.

Cindy?
Your new assistant.

I can show you back
to your office.

Just a moment, Cindy.
Mr. Deane was in the middle
of a personnel issue.

Oh, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
She's fine. Fine.

Uh, thank you.

I'll take that
coffee black.

Hey.
You're still here.

I thought you had class.

Yeah,
I'm not going today.

What's wrong?

I just...
I was trying to help.

I was trying
to be useful.

I broke two
of your wineglasses.

My grandmother gave me
those wineglasses.

What?

I'm kidding.

It was my great-grandmother.

(SIGHS)

Come on, it's just
a couple of wineglasses.
They can be replaced.

You didn't cut
yourself, did you?

(CHUCKLES) Oh, no.

Accidents happen.
It's okay.

I'm sorry, David.
I'm just not...

This is so new to me,

this whole
being domestic.

I'm not
very good at it,
I'm afraid.

You're such
a mystery to me.

You know that?

I mean, sometimes
I look at you.

I see this woman
who's, like,

been everywhere
and seen everything,

and then a little thing
like this happens,

and you get so upset.

It's like your
whole life before me

has been
sheltered or small,

and you're
just this, like,

delicate,
innocent creature.

I'm not innocent, David.

Yeah, you are.

In a way.

Hey, lady,
you know the rules.

You break it,
you buy it.

Excuse me?
I have to pay for
the glasses now?

No.

Just buy me
a couple new ones.

I have...
I have no idea
what I'm looking for.

So innocent.

I'll see you tonight.

(KEYS JINGLE)
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

And here we are.

I'm sorry
there's no view.

No, no, it's great.

Windows would
just remind me

what a great, big, beautiful
world I'm missing out on.

(CHUCKLES)
I'll need you to
sign this right away.

It's your authorization form
for the company credit card.

Right, credit card.

Oh, great.

Here's the card.

You can start using it
in a couple of hours,

and these are your
town car vouchers.

So I have a car service?

As long as it's
"client related,"

you have
24-hour transportation
anywhere you need to go.

Okay,
I think I'm gonna cry.

Excuse me?
Nothing, nothing. Great.

Coffee, black.

Thank you, so much.
You're welcome.

Anything else you need,
you're in good hands
with Cindy.

Well, I can see that.
You're welcome again.

Where is my man...

Oh, hey.
(LAUGHING) Hi.

There he is.

I never thought I'd
live to see the day.

Amazing but true, right?

Here you go.
Whoa, whoa.

I thought we might
retire the paper bag.

That's great.
How am I gonna get it
through the door?

I was hoping for
a bottle of Scotch.

Open the case.
Yeah.

He knows me too well.

This guy.

Don't let him open that
during work hours.

So how long
you been here?

You ready to quit yet?

Honestly,
and I know this is crazy
'cause I'm saying it,

but, um,
it's not so bad.

(LAUGHS) That's great.

Cindy, we have
to keep him happy.

Remember that.
You won't have
to remember, Cindy.

I'm going to remind you
every single day.
(LAUGHS)

I hope I'm not
too late to join the
welcoming committee.

Oh.
Keegan Deane.

Robert Ebell,
managing partner.

How you doing, Bob?

I prefer Robert.

I'm just getting Kee
up to speed here.

So, unless there's anything
else you need, Robert...

Well, actually,
I wanted to deliver
Mr. Deane's signing bonus.

I do enjoy
being the bearer

of good tidings
and big checks.

Wow, signing bonus.

That's...

You okay, Kee?

Is there somewhere
around here I can cash this?

(ALL LAUGHING)

(CROWS CAWING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

LEANNE: $25,000?
Let me guess.

You need me to bring you
a fresh pair of trousers.

And their bank cashed
the check for me.

This is gonna
put me way ahead
with Roy, you know.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
Hold on.

About Roy...
I want to surprise
the hell out of him

and pay him early
this week, all right?

I need you to go
to the apartment

tomorrow morning
and meet him.

LEANNE: Do I have to
come back here, Kee?

Your apartment
really freaks me out.

There's a dark vibe here.

(PHONE RINGING)
What the hell
is wrong with you?

Don't argue with me.
I feel it.

I saw what it did
to your turkey.

Leanne, are you
my assistant or not?

Cindy?
Fine.

Have you talked
to Ben yet about
bringing me on?

(PHONE RINGING)
You're breaking up a little.

Hello. Keegan Deane.

GLORIA: Good morning,
Mr. Deane.

Gloria.

How's the new job
working out?

Yeah, it's
working out great.

I've been here
less than an hour.
How'd you get this number?

I'm a very
resourceful woman.

I need to
see you, Keegan.

No. No, no, no.
That's a bad idea.

I love it when
you play hard to get,
but seriously...

Seriously, Gloria, I love
this little dance of ours,

but I can't dance
with two broken legs,
so I don't want...

I don't want you
to call me here again.

No, no, no.

Keegan,
you're annoying me.

That's not something
you want to do.

Got to go.
What the hell
are you guys doing?

You're in the wrong office.
No, no, no, they're good.

They're good.
Thanks, guys.

I knew you'd get bored
staring at Cindy all day,

so I'm putting you,
my friend, right to work.

That's great.
No, I just... I feel like

I might need just 48 hours

to kind of acclimate
to the place.

You'll be fine.

We're on trial in
the Stratford com case.

Matthew Dickinson,
our fourth chair,

he's out with kidney stones.
Oh.

And we're back
in court tomorrow,

so I want you
to take his chair.

No, Benny, I mean,
I feel terrible.

The poor bastard's suffering,

and the new guy comes in
and steals his... His chair?

I'm very uncomfortable
with this, really.

There's a trial
strategy session in the
conference room at noon.

Look through
as much of this as
you can before then.

But just so you know,

it's a straightforward
intellectual-property case.

Simple.

In this new package,
you'll find a modified
separation agreement,

as well as
a separation agreement

used by Kingswood Tel
after the date in question.

These have been marked
as Exhibits 138A and 138B.

WOMAN:
Turning to page 1127,

line three should
read "admissible"
and not "inadmissible."

Line 12 should be
partially struck

with the word "the" removed

and replaced
with the word "an."

Again, "the" is replaced
with an "an" on line 12.

"An an"?
No, just one "an."

Great.
File 127-10

now includes
a new analysis of
the Kingswood Tel

intellectual-property waiver.

Listen.

Is there any chance
Cindy's a lesbian?

To the best
of my knowledge,

she's not.

Yeah, okay.

Sorry, go ahead.

Uh, um...

WOMAN: So when
is this batch due?

MAN: Myers will
be on the stand

for at least a week
before we need to cross.

Hey, you.

What are you doing here?

Come to make sure Kee
didn't burn the place down?

I have incredible news.

You're crazy about me?

Honey, that is old news.

This news
involves your wife,

who is now
pretty much guaranteed

to become
the next district attorney

for the county
of Los Angeles.

You got
the mayor's endorsement!

I didn't even have
to bring it up.

He just came to me.

"I have complete
faith in you.

"You're the only person
I'd trust in the position.

"You're smart.
You're beautiful.
You're well..."

He said you were beautiful?
Yeah.

That prick.
Was he hitting on you?

No. But I would
have let him to
get the endorsement.

(LAUGHS)
I'm just kidding.

Come here.

Mmm.
Oh, baby.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Excuse me.

Could you knock, Robert?

I just need
a quick signature.

How's our future DA?

The firm's behind
you all the way.

Oh, well, thanks
for the support, Robert.

This couldn't wait?
It's pension-related.

Deadline's today.

I'll need to read it
before it goes out.

I'll get you a copy later.

I'm so sorry
for the interruption.

Thank you, boss,
but it's so lovely

to see you, Scarlet,
as always.
Oh, likewise.

God, I hate that guy.

You know, if they
ever run out of oil
in the middle east,

they could just stick
a pump right up him.

Ah, forget about him.

So when's the
mayor gonna announce
the endorsement?

Mmm. At my launch party.

Ooh, I am so proud of you.

Oh, thank you.

(ROBERT CLEARS THROAT)

Sorry.

My pen.

(LAUGHS)

Incredible, isn't it?

I thought the thing
was gonna be a disaster.

They gave me a credit card,
a town car voucher.

They gave me
a signing bonus, Leanne.

LEANNE: Believe that
when I see it.

Did you talk to Ben
about bringing me on
as your assistant?

You're cutting out
a little bit there.

Hello?

PAUL: Mr. Deane.

Hello?

Mayor Barzmann would like
to speak with you.

I'll call you back.

Hey, I am so
sick of this jackass
dragging me downtown

every time he wants
to have a chat.

From now on,
I don't go to him.

He can drag
his sorry ass
right here to me.

Something you want to say?

Yeah, what do you want?

Excuse me?

Why are you here?

I was gonna ask you
the same question.

During our last conversation,
didn't I suggest you find

a fresh start
somewhere else,

somewhere
with fewer temptations,

my wife being one of them?

Yeah, yeah, you did,
and your henchman here

dragged me
to the outskirts
of the city, okay?

Maybe it's time for
you to move, all right?

I've seen the
poll numbers, Mayor.

Yeah, I've seen
the poll numbers.

He's in trouble.
You're out of a job.

Your years of
devoted public service for
this city are about over.

And I can't wait
for that, Deane,

because the first thing,
the very first thing I'll do

as a private citizen
is look for the trail

of slime on the ground
that leads me to you.

There will be blood,
and none of it mine.

But I'm sure
you want to get home,

and I certainly
don't want to keep you.

Have a lovely evening.

Night, sir.
Yeah, night.

God.

Hi.

Bernie Michaels.

But, of course,
you remember my name.

This is breaking
and entering.

As the former chief
of the LAPD,

I think you might
remember this is a crime.

The fact that
I am former chief,

thanks to you,
is the only crime
I care about.

Talk to your friend
Mayor Barzmann, Bernie.

He's the one who
threw you under the bus.

Marcus did
what he had to do.

I'm still on the
payroll, unofficially.

You know,
for special projects
where he needs

a little extra help,
like this.

Oh, is that right?
I'm calling the cops.

Oh, they'll be here
soon enough.

I called a couple
of buddies of mine

over at narcotics,
and when they get here,

they're gonna find
a kilo of cocaine,

which I expertly planted
somewhere in this dump.

You're a gambling man.

What do you want
to bet they find it
before you do?

(CHUCKLES)

Good night, sweetheart.

(POUNDING AT DOOR)

MAN: Police officers.
Open up.

You're not coming in
without a warrant.

Open the door. Now!

Oh, jeez.

Did you ever think
about getting a maid?

I need to see a warrant.

Don't need one.
We're not coming in.

Didn't Bernie Michaels
send you?

Yeah, he said you wanted
to make a donation

to the policemen's
benevolent fund.

Not this year.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING)
Oh, my God.

(SIGHS)

LAWYER: So you're
telling us that after
February 10th of last year,

which was
Mr. Ryan's last day
and the day he signed

the separation agreement,

that you had no
further communication

of any kind
with Kevin Ryan?

That is correct, yes.

I have no further questions
for Mr. Myers, your honor.

Cross-examination, Mr. Leon.

Your honor, respectfully,

we had no expectation
that the examination

of this witness
would conclude so soon.

I'd like to request
an adjournment.

Mr. Leon,

between pre-trial hearings
and jury selection,

this case has
gone on for 11 months.

I count eight lawyers here,

each billing individually
at, what, $600 an hour?

That might be
a little high.

Is that a fact?

How can you
not be prepared for
any part of this trial

after all this time?

Cross-examination
tomorrow morning.

I'm not
criticizing you, Bevan.

I'm just saying that
we need to talk more.

Because I'm here alone,
and you're off halfway
across the world

living a life that
I know nothing about.

Yeah,
I'm just saying,

I feel a little
vulnerable, that's all.

I just feel like
you're not there for me.

Bevan?

Hello?

Bevan?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

(SIGHS)

Roy, I presume?

That would be me.

Your money's here somewhere,
amidst the carnage. Come in.

What happened in here?

When I walked in,
I assumed there'd been

a struggle and that
I'd find Keegan dead,

but, alas,
'twas not to be.

Here you are.

It's nice to finally
meet you, at last.

It's nice meeting you too.

You know how when
you talk to somebody

on the phone
a couple of times,

and then you
meet them in person,

and it's totally different

than the picture that
you had in your head?

That's sort of
happening now.

How am I different?

Most British people have
pasty skin and bad teeth,

but you,
you're working it.

Oh, I'm afraid you're going
to have me blushing, sir.

You should really use
longer sentences,

because your accent

is off the hook.

Just so you know, though,

I never do
this sort of thing.

Yeah, me neither.

I haven't had sex
in over five months.

My wife and I
are having a kid.

Oh, congratulations.

Thank you.

My boyfriend,
he's overseas.

He hasn't been
very attentive lately.

I think he might be
cheating on me.

So you beat him
to the punch.

You want to go again?

God, yes.

Look, we were
supposed to cross,
and we weren't ready.

Hey, Ben, heard we got
roughed up a little

in Judge Seibert's
court today.

You gonna be ready for
cross tomorrow morning?

I can handle it, Robert.
I had a thought.

Not that I care, douche.

Why don't you
put your good buddy
Keegan into first chair?

Let him do
the cross-examination.

Kee's great at cross,
but this kind of case,

it's not in his wheelhouse,

not to mention he's only
been here two days.

There's a lot of material.

I'm not saying
he has to shine.

We just need
him to vamp

until Matthew passes
his kidney stones.

I mean,
your boy can't
vamp for four hours?

It's a bad idea.

You're the boss,
but listen,

when you wanted
to bring him in,

you talked him up like
he was some superstar.

But if he can't handle it...
Hey, hey, hey.

That's not what
I said, Robert.
I get it.

He's a screwup,
but he's your pal,

so you're giving him a job.
You're protecting him.

I'm not protecting him.

Well, I'm trying
to protect you.

People are talking, Ben.

They're worried
about the firm.

They're worried
about you.

Your first major decision

since taking over
for your father,
you bring in

some guy that people
think is a carnival act.

It doesn't look good.

So put your boy
in the game.

Let everybody see
what he can do.

Show them that you
made a smart choice,

and let's
shut them all up.

I'll think about it.

Good man.

You're sure you're
good with this?

It's nothing.
Cross 101.

I could do it
in my sleep.

Yeah, but, Kee, be awake.

This is a big case
for the firm and for me.

You know, it was
my choice to hire you.

So, if you do well,
I'll look like a genius.
Okay.

And I don't get
that chance too often,
so don't let me down.

Hey, Benny, buddy,

who's the best
cross guy you know?

Promise me
you'll study the files.

Yeah, I do.
I promise.

Who are we kidding?

Look, at the very least,

just look over the
case-overview document.

That's only 120 pages.

I'm gonna make you proud.

You have my word.

Oh, good.

GINA: Good night, Mr. Deane.

KEEGAN: Hey,
what are you doing here?

Did you talk to Ben
about bringing me on?

I'm still getting
my sea legs.

I'll talk to him first thing
in the morning, I promise.

Good night, Mr. Deane.

Good night.
Hey, what did I tell you?

I know, I'm sorry.
I just don't
feel comfortable...

Come on.

Good night, Kee.

(CHUCKLES)

Who's that?
I'm not sure.

I'm still getting
everybody's names down.

Roy come by?
He did.

You gave it to him, right?

Good god,
he told you?

What are you
talking about?

Nothing.

Oh, my God.
Did you and Roy...

It wasn't my fault.
It was your apartment.

I told you that place
had a dark vibe.

Shh, shh, shh.

It overtook me. One minute,
I'm a complete normal self,

and the next,
I'm having sex
with a total stranger

in a strange bed.

My bed?
Where else?

Well, how the hell
am I gonna sleep
in that thing, Leanne?

I only have
one set of sheets.

I'm moments
away from a complete
emotional breakdown,

and you're worried
about a piece of furniture?
(CELL PHONE RINGS)

It's Bevan.
He knows.

That's the wrong way.

Oh.

I was actually
thinking about trying
out for lacrosse,

but I don't know
if I'm going to now.

Dude, I once built
my own lacrosse stick

using a tree branch
and twine.

All right?
I'll bring it over.
That's crazy.

Oh, yeah, definitely.
(CHUCKLES)

Hey.

Hey, Mom.

Bruce.
What are you doing here?

I'm making jambalaya.

Oh. May I pour you
a glass of wine, babe?

Uh, Finn, can you
give us a second?

I need to have a private
conversation with Bruce.

Mom.
Finn.

Sure.
Catch you later, huh?

Yeah, later, Bruce.
Yeah, we'll see ya.

He's a good kid.

He's, uh... He's been
through a lot lately,

but we just had
a really nice talk.

Why are you here?

Uh...

I want to feed you.

Sustain you.
I broke up
with you, Bruce.

Do you not remember
that happening?

(SIGHS) I remember
some hurtful words.

But, you see,
I'm choosing to

read between the lines
of what you said.

Don't do that, Bruce.
Don't read between the lines.

Read the damn lines.
You and I are done, finished.

Accept it.

Maddy.

Say what's really
in your heart.

Bruce, get out of my house
before I call the police.

That's exactly what's
going on in my heart.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I'm not giving up
on us, Maddy.

(DOOR OPENS)

I care about you
too much to let you
make that mistake.

Oh, keep the jambalaya
on medium low.

Get out.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Who is it?

It's Mikki.

Congratulations
on the new job.

Oh, this is nice.

I can think of something
I'd like a lot more.

Did you ask
Harry to back off
on my tax situation?

I tried.

I don't like the
sound of that, Mikki.
Okay, I couldn't.

I bring up your name
looking for a huge favor,

he's gonna know
there is more to the story.

I cannot risk him
finding out the truth, Kee.

Are these new sheets?

Yes.
It's an emergency situation.

I have an emergency too.

Can you please help me
with these wineglasses?

No, I'm supposed to be
going through case files.

What? It's gonna
take one minute.

Sure. I help you.
You don't help me. It's a...

It's a pattern we have.

Great.
I bought two kinds.

Which one
do you like better?

Uh, I don't...

There's only one
way to decide.

Have you lost your mind?

You're moving in with him?
Mmm-hmm.

He asked, and I said yes.

I know you hate
his guts, Keegan.

He is such a sweet man,
and he loves me.

Let me ask you something.

This is important.

Does he wear tighty-whities?

Whenever I picture him
in underwear,

he wears tighty-whities.

He seems like
that type of guy.

That is inappropriate.
I'm not gonna answer it.

(LAUGHS)

He wear... He wears
tighty-whities.

Why are you picturing
David in his underwear?

I get lonely.

Aw.

Well, this whole
thing's moving so
fast for you, isn't it?

Mmm-hmm. Mmm.

Yeah, but it feels right.

And at the same time,
I'm going completely crazy.

Every other minute,
I think that he's
gonna find out

everything about my past.

Like, not that someone's
gonna tell him,

but because
I'm gonna give it away.

Like even something
as simple as buying
these stupid wineglasses.

Like if I pick
the wrong one,
he's gonna know.

Well, as long as the glasses
aren't engraved with,

"I used to be a hooker,"

I think you'll be good.

I don't think
that I would be
feeling this crazy

if it weren't
for the fact that...

He could be the one, Kee.

Well, if he is the one...

What are you doing here?

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

Ah.

Well...

That was definitely
worth the wait.

Mmm.

Tell me again what time
you showed up here?

After midnight.
Oh.

You were pretty drunk.

You know, I don't know
which is a bigger mess
at the moment,

you or your apartment.

My apartment's a mess
because your husband sent

some of his friends
over here to play.

I'm leaving him.

I'm going home to
tell him right now.

No comment?

Oh, I'm happy
for you, Gloria,

but if I try to
show it, I'll die.

I got to get to court.

Hmm.

This the case
you're working on?

Ugh, that looks boring.

(GROANS)

Proceed, Mr. Deane.

Hmm?

Mr. Deane!

Is it "Mr. Martin"
or "mar-teen"?

It's Myers.

Now it's Myers.

KEEGAN: I'd like you
to indulge me here
for a moment, sir.

Let's pretend that I know

absolutely

nothing about this case.

Nothing.

I'm a (POPS LIPS)

blank slate
of information.

How would you
categorize the

legalities in question?

Mr. Deane,
I realize that you are
new to these proceedings.

However,
the rest of us have
been exposed to this case

for nearly a year.

Your Honor, I am
looking for a very specific
piece of information

from Mr. Martin.

Myers.
Mr. Myers. Thank you.

And I believe
this line of line of
questioning will yield

a very good result,
if I could continue.

Continue.

(DRAMATIC CLASSICAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

Marcus?

Marcus, are you here?

Marcus?

We need to talk.

Marcus, what are
you doing in there?

(SCOFFS)

Open up the door.

Marcus.

(LINE TRILLING)

Bernie, it's Gloria.
I'm at the house.

There may be a problem.

So this gentleman,
Kevin Ryan,

at one point, he worked
for your company,
Kingswood Tel?

And there he developed
a calling plan,

and the name of that was?

Call-ifornia.
That's the one.

But when he
presented it to you,
you rejected it.

You rejected the name.

You rejected the plan.

You rejected the
whole idea, didn't you?

That is correct, yes.

And Mr. Ryan then
went off and worked...

At the other place?

Stratford Communications.

A major competitor.

Major. And the
next thing you know,

they're having
all sorts of success
with this Call-ifornia plan.

Is that consistent
with your position, sir?

I have to say it again?

Don't look at me.

(SIGHS) My position

is that when
Mr. Ryan signed the
separation agreement

at the end of his employ
with our company,

it clearly stated that
all intellectual property

developed prior
to the separation

belonged to
Kingswood Tel.

(LAUGHS)

Mr. Deane, while
we're all still living.

(POUNDING AT DOOR)

What is it?
No, no, no.

No, don't come in.
What's wrong? Tell me.

No, stay out.

GLORIA: Bernie!
Oh, damn it.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

Oh, Marcus.

KEEGAN: So this
is Exhibit BB83?

BEN: Yes.

Mmm.

Uh-huh.

Is this the
separation agreement
between you and Mr. Ryan?

Yes, that's it.

Well, that's interesting.

(CHUCKLES)

What?

Oh, I think you know.

I'd like to see
the original document

that was signed
into evidence.

I knew something
was wrong. I knew

he had other passions.

I'd see the marks
on his neck, but I just...

I never thought...

It was
autoerotic asphyxiation?

I wouldn't have
thought it either.

Oh, this is horrible.

What kind of
person is into that?

Well, apparently,
your husband was.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry, Gloria.

Yes, that's it.
You sure?

Yes.

You sure?
That's the original document?

Yes.
Signed by you
and Mr. Ryan?

Correct.
Great.

I'd like to ask you

a question, Mr. Myers.

I want you to take
your time answering this.

It's an important question,
so think about it.

How many pages long
is this document?

You're holding it.

Could you answer
the question, sir?

One.
Our separation agreement
is a single-page document.

So this is one page.

Would you like me
to count it for you?

(CHUCKLES)
He's... He's funny.

Where's the rest
of the document, sir?

There is no rest of it.

Where is it?
You're under oath.

Where is the rest
of this document?

Don't you be looking
over my shoulder.

Don't eyeball
your lawyers over there.

You should be looking
at me right now.

The reason I'm bringing it up
is because, look at this.

Up in the top left corner
of this document,
I see two holes.

Those are staple holes.

I saw it in the photocopy.
I see it here.

What was attached
to this, sir?

I'm not sure.

Was it a rider?
Was it a conditional agreement

signed by Mr. Ryan
that allowed him to bring

Call-ifornia to his
other place of work?

Objection.
Mr. Deane.

You'll go straight
to jail, sir.

You'll go straight to jail.

You better get an answer
to these people.

They're asking for an answer.
What was attached to this?

What was stapled
to this document?
They're the ones.

They're the ones that
told me to remove it.

They said if I didn't,
we'd have no case.

They said I'd be fired.
Enough. Clear the jury.

I'm not going
to jail for you.
Just stop talking.

Stop talking!
(GAVEL BANGS)

I argued with them.
I have a family, Your Honor.

Thomas, relax.
Be quiet!

SEIBERT:
Counselor, sit down.

You need to confer
with your client.
Easy, easy.

(GAVEL BANGING)

So...

About Cindy.

SEIBERT: Clear this courtroom.
Huh?

Clear this courtroom now.

I really liked him.

Ma, he's cool.
He knows about
a lot of stuff.

Finn, I'm glad
you liked Bruce,

but your approval,
though important,

is not the
determining factor

when it comes
to my relationships.

Well, I'm glad it's not
just my relationships
you're ruining.

That was not a relationship.

That was a criminal act,
and that woman

should consider
herself very lucky
she still has a job.

That woman's name is Stacy,
and I loved her.

Honey, please,
we'll continue this

when I get back
from the dentist.

Is that from Bruce?

(SIGHS)
It would appear so.

(SIGHS)

We need to fix this.

Well, I... I don't know
how we do that.

This is a major situation.

Bernie, I need you and I
to be the only people

who know what happened here.

This is the mayor
of Los Angeles.

The press is gonna be
all over this.

Are you going
to help me or not?

Marcus trusted you.

He told me that
if I ever needed anything,

that you could handle it.

Was he lying to me?

No.

I won't let how he died
be how he's remembered.

Fix it, Bernie.

Well, I suppose I could...
I don't care how you do it.

Just do it.

(FEMALE NEWSCASTER)
Marcus Barzmann, 49,

the mayor of Los Angeles...

(MALE NEWSCASTER)
Is dead.

Reliable sources close
to the administration...

(FEMALE NEWSCASTER 2)
Are telling us that the mayor
was found dead...

(MALE NEWSCASTER 2)
In his official residence

(FEMALE NEWSCASTER 3)
about an hour ago.

Hey, hey.

What's with all the glum
faces around here?

Haven't you heard the news?

Somebody just won
the Stratford com case

for the home team.
Come on!

The mayor's dead.
I know.

I know, but this
is even better. I won.

LINDA: Mr. Deane.

No, look, I knew the guy,
all right?

And I'm just saying,
no great loss.

I'm saying, rest in peace,
but he was a real dick.

Mr. Deane.
Yeah?

Would you join us in
the conference room, please?

You got it, Bobby.

Put that away for us...
A little celebration

on the side afterward.
(CLICKS TONGUE)

Okay, boys and girls,
we're gonna do

one Victory lap
around this table,

and then everybody
gets hammered on me.

You have no idea
what you did, do you?

I think I just kicked
a little Kingswood Tel ass.

Tell them, Benny.
You did great, Kee.

EBELL: You idiot.

You cost us millions
in billings.

What are you talking about?
I just won your case, Bobby.

Oh, thank you so much.

We budgeted
based on that trial

going another eight
months at least,

and now that projected
income is gone.

Wait, you wanted me to lose?
Why didn't you say something?

Nobody loses
better than I do.
Tell him, Ben.

Well, congratulations,
because we did lose... Big.

Maybe not the best time
to bring it up, Bob,

but you're the one
who suggested
Kee take first chair,

and I did tell you
it was a bad idea,

did I not?

(SIGHS)
(DOOR OPENS)

You're welcome.
You told him
it was a bad idea?

Open the champagne.

We'll talk about it later.

You still haven't
heard anything?

Nothing.

There was no information
this morning.

There's no information
tonight.

You know,
I called Gloria,

but, of course,
she didn't answer.

And nothing
from the L.A.P.D.?

You know, that is
the weirdest thing.

Everyone's gone quiet.

(MARIACHI MUSIC)

Too peppy?

Really, Kee?

This is appropriate?
(WHISTLES)

I'm not gonna let you
bring me down, Scarlet.

I'm not gonna do it.
Listen, we're all upset.

But I think Marcus
would want us to
celebrate his life

as one of the most deranged,

delusional,
vindictive maniacs

to ever mayorize the city.

Tell me, dear,
what did him in?

We haven't heard a thing.

Scarlet.

God, I'm so sorry.

Terrible timing.

Just awful.

Everybody's in shock.

This was supposed
to be canceled,

but there just
wasn't any time.

You're still going
to announce?
No.

I'm gonna give it
a couple of days

out of respect for Marcus.

Sure.
But I'm really
glad you came.

Where's your friend?
Bruce.

I was wondering
the same thing.

Well, actually,
there is some news
about Bruce.

(GASPS)
He's dead too?

We broke up.
Oh, boo, hiss.

You broke up with him,
or he broke up with you?

If I tell you,
will you resist your
natural urge to gloat?

Yes.

I broke up with him.

I should have bought
a lottery ticket today.

I'm winning everywhere.
What did I tell you?

I called this one.
Didn't I call it?

Did he cry?
Does he cry funny?

He didn't cry,
but he does keep
showing up.

Oh, that
doesn't sound good.

No, it's...
It's nothing.

The other night I came
home, and I found him
in the kitchen,

cooking with Finn.

And today there was juice
outside the front door.

Just spilled
all over the...

No, in a gift basket
with a note.

He named a new juice
after me.
Oh.

Well, nothing says
obsessive former boyfriend

like a personalized
juice blend, does it?

I'll talk to him.
Kee, it's not an issue

and certainly not one
that concerns you.

Let me just do something.
Nobody likes a stalker.

I know from
personal experience.

I'll let you know
when I need your help,

but in the meantime,

thank you for keeping
the gloating to a minimum.

Guys, play
something romantic.

(ROMANTIC MARIACHI MUSIC)

More gloating coming.

I'm pacing myself.

You've got to be kidding.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Bernie baby, guess who.

What do you want?
I've been worried about you.

You had your head buried
so far up the mayor's ass,

I was worried that
when he died,
maybe you did too.

Get lost,
you drunken prick.

It's over for you, Bernie.

You're cooked.

Your benefactor's
dead and gone,

and until you join him,
here's wishing you

many years of well-deserved
obscurity, baby.

Get off of my property!
Hey, hey.

I planted a kilo of pound
cake inside the house.

I hope you find it
before the vermin do.

Very funny.

See you, bitch.
Get out!

KEEGAN: Wake up, everybody!

Pain in my ass.
Bernie Michaels is a lunatic!

Bernie, I'll water your lawn!
(LINE TRILLING)

Whoo!
Tommy, hey, it's me.

I want to meet you first thing
tomorrow morning.

We have to have
a conversation about
a person of interest

in the mayor's murder.

Good night!
Hmm.