All language subtitles for The.Lincoln.Lawyer.S03E02.540p.x265.AAC.[9jaRocks.Com].eng-

I was starting to think
no one's gonna come ID this one.

Her name is Gloria Dayton.
She went by Glory Days.

You got a new client.
His name is Julian La Cosse.

They're holding him at the station.

-[Mickey] What's his charge?
-Murder.

-So what is this case?
-It's Glory Days.

-What about her?
-She's dead.

[Lorna] What?

This one's personal.

Legal, you okay?

Minor heart disorder.

There are no minor heart disorders.
You scared me.

[Hayley] They arrested Eddie,
my old babysitter.

They said he carjacked somebody
in Beverly Hills.

Wait. Are you, like, taking on my case?

Hayley would never speak to me
if I didn't. It's on the house.

I pay my debts.

How would you like a job as my new driver?

Seriously?

My name is David Lyons.
I brought in the payment for Julian.

Julian is not a criminal.
He won't survive in there.

-What is this?
-A conflict of interest waiver.

It means I'm taking your case.

Remember Hector Moya?

Drug cartel guy. You think he worked out
that she snitched on him?

I'm no rat. Mickey, you know that.
This guy could come after me.

Let's just keep digging. There's a line
from Glory Days to Hector Moya.

We're gonna find it.

[tense music playing]

[snake hisses]

[Lorna] A rattlesnake? Holy shit!

-It's okay, Lorna.
-What do you mean, "It's okay"?

Someone put a rattlesnake in your bed.

We should be calling the police.
No, forget that. We need firepower.

-Let's call the Road Saints.
-You want the Road Saints?

What if this person comes here next?

What if there are rattlesnakes
slithering all over this office?

Want me to extend your stay
at the Four Seasons?

No. You want to bankrupt me?
And I already called the police.

Cisco's at the house with them.
Nothing to be scared of.

-[loud bang]
-[Lorna and Izzy gasp]

Sorry.

[quietly] Oh, jeez.

Got you a smoothie, Mr. Haller.

-It's got ashwagandha…
-It's okay.

…nature's chill pill
to settle your nerves.

My nerves are fine. It's the rest of you
who need to calm down.

Calm down? Seriously?

Yes! This is just a warning, that's all.

Trust me. If the cartel wanted me dead,
I'd be dead. We'd all be dead.

Okay, that is not reassuring.

And if it is a warning,
a warning about what?

To leave this case alone.

Somebody wants Julian
to go down for Glory's murder.

They don't want me digging into it.
I'm guessing that somebody is Hector Moya.

They might as well wave a red cape
in front of your face.

I don't like this either,
but if they're trying to run me off,

it can only mean one thing.

We really do have an innocent client.

This is about Julian and Glory.
That's where our attention needs to be.

That's why we're not backing down
without a fight.

[in Spanish] Snake or no snake.

[in Spanish] This job
is not supposed to be this crazy!

[phone rings out]

[cell phone rings]

-Hey, Mick.
-Did they find anything?

Nothing yet.

Whoever did this
knew exactly what they were doing.

Did you have them check
the bathroom window?

[Cisco] Every window, every crack.

We got cameras outside
and alarm buttons in every room.

-[camera clicking]
-You still have that gun I got you?

No, Cisco, it's locked up,
and it's gonna stay that way.

That's what I have you for, right?

You all right?

[sighs] I'll be better when
I know what I'm dealing with.

Which reminds me, there's something else
I need you to look into.

The last appointment Glory had
the night she was killed,

it was at the Roosevelt Hotel,
and she said the guy was a no-show.

You think you can get footage
from their security cameras?

-Won't be easy without a subpoena.
-I don't wanna go there yet.

Subpoenas are public record.

We don't know who's watching.

Let's just keep it
under wraps for now, okay?

I'll see what I can do.

Yeah, and one more thing.

The two clients Glory had that day,

one of them was a Brad Nelson
or maybe Nielsen.

And the second guy was a Daniel Price.
Find out what you can about them, okay?

-I'm on it.
-All right, thanks.

[sighs]

Eddie's getting the car,
and here's the Guerrero file.

Oscar Guerrero?
We're still representing that guy?

How many houses can one man rob?

Allegedly.

The good news is their entire case rests
on the witness identifying him.

If I can shake her testimony, we can win.

And what if you can't?
With a client like Guerrero,

you don't just worry
about getting him off.

You worry what he might do
if you don't get him off.

Let me deal with that, okay?

What about Hector Moya's court records?
Find anything else?

Not in the state courts.
He never had an arraignment.

That means the feds took it over.

I can tell you why there's nothing
in the federal database.

They're a year behind
digitizing their cases.

-Our tax dollars hard at work.
-[Mickey] Great.

Somebody has to go to the courthouse
in Pasadena to get a hard copy.

-That will tip our hand again.
-Why Pasadena?

That's where the Court of Appeals is.

They'll have the file.
Unless you have a better idea.

I might. I'll let you know tomorrow
if it's a good one.

I can't wait.
All right, I'll see you both later.

Good luck.

Hopefully, there's not a scorpion waiting
for you in the Lincoln!

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

[upbeat music playing]

[indistinct chatter and laughter]

-[upbeat music continues]
-[indistinct chatter]

Are you the hotel manager?

[manager] I am.

Are you a guest here?

Me? [chuckles wryly]

No, no. I'm a private investigator
for a local defense attorney.

I'm here inquiring about
a previous guest of yours.

I'm sorry, sir. I'm not at liberty
to discuss any of our guests.

The particular guest I'm curious about

engaged the services of a young lady here

who was conducting, let's say, "business"

at your hotel on the night of August 10th.

I was hoping that you might share
the security footage from that evening.

It's, uh, essential to a murder trial.

[guests murmuring]

Sir, whoever you are,
I'm sure you understand

that I cannot hand over security footage
to anyone without a court order.

The discretion and privacy
of our clientele is our hallmark.

Sure, I understand.

I mean, it is well-known that your hotel
has had some very high-profile leaks

of celebrity incidents in the past,

so I can see why you're overly cautious

about protecting
the privacy of your clientele.

Anything like that is bad
for the hotel's reputation,

as is the fact that an escort was murdered

right after visiting
your fine establishment.

Sir… [scoffs quietly]

…you can threaten me all you'd like,

drop insinuations on the Internet,
call TMZ. I've seen it all.

But I am not giving up security footage
without a court order.

Now, I'm afraid I must ask you to leave.

[Cisco inhales sharply] Mm.

Well, I don't suppose a thousand bucks
would do the trick.

[theme music playing]

[music fades]

Good morning, Mrs. Welton.

This is the original report that you gave
to the first responding officer,

Officer Jackson.

Do you remember giving him this report?

Yes, of course.

And he wrote down
the summary of what you said, right?

[Mrs. Welton] Yes.

Are those your initials on this statement?

They are.

Good. Now, Mrs. Welton, would you please
read aloud what the report says?

Objection. He's trying to impeach
the witness with writing that's not hers.

Judge, by initialing the officer's report,

the witness adopted the statement
as her own.

It's a present recollection recorded,
and the jury should hear it.

Overruled.

Mrs. Welton, will you
please read the statement?

"Victim states she pulled into her home
in her Mercedes E60

and was getting out of her car when
a Hispanic male, 30 to 35 years of age,

came in as the gate was closing

and pointed a black,
short-barreled revolver at her."

"He shoved her to the ground and said
he would shoot her if she made any sound."

"The man then instructed her
to get up and open the front door."

"Then he blindfolded her
and zip-tied her hands

before robbing the house."

"The victim could offer no--"

Please continue, Mrs. Welton.

"The victim could offer
no other description of the suspect."

[Mickey] Thank you.

It seems you were able to describe the gun
the robber used in great detail, right?

He pointed it right in my face.
Believe me, I got a very good look at it.

You were able to describe
the kind of gun it was,

the color, even the length of the barrel.

Aren't all guns black?

I'll ask the questions, Mrs. Welton.

You were able to describe the gun
but not the suspect.

All you said was,
"Hispanic, 30, 35 years old."

That could describe
half a million people in Los Angeles.

And yet, just a few hours later,

you were able to definitively
pick my client out of a photo lineup?

Being able to describe him
and recognize him are very different.

When I saw that picture,
I knew it was him,

just as sure as I know that
that is him right there.

I'd like to strike that as non-responsive.

Objection.

Counsel is using broad statements
in his so-called questions.

The motion to strike has no foundation.

Motion to strike is denied.

Ask your next question, Mr. Haller.
And I do mean question.

Of course, Your Honor. Thank you.

[clears throat] Now, Mrs. Welton,
I notice you wear glasses.

Were you wearing them
on the day in question?

No.

I was actually wearing my contact lenses.

I can see much better with them
than I can with my glasses.

Do you work, Mrs. Welton?

I left my job some time ago
to take care of our home.

You're a housewife?

-Yes.
-In Brentwood?

That's where I live, yes.

[Mickey] It's a beautiful neighborhood.

It's just that,
being a Brentwood housewife,

I don't imagine you come across
many people who look like my client.

Shaved head, face tattoos,

especially in a moment when you're scared.

I'm not confused, Mr. Haller.

And I know what you're getting at.

But I recognize the man
who held me up at gunpoint,

who put me in fear for my life.

I will remember his face
for as long as I live.

It is your client.
That is him sitting right there.

[tense music playing]

Your Honor, may I have a moment
to confer with my client?

Just keep it brief, Mr. Haller.

[Mickey sighs]

-[in Spanish] I can't throw her off.
-[in Spanish] What the fuck did you say?

-Calm down.
-Calm down?

[in English]
You said you could shake that bitch.

[in English] I said I had a chance.

[yells in Spanish]

-[Mickey grunts]
-[panicked shouting]

[judge] Order!

[grunting]

Order in the court!

[grunting]

-[guard] Are you okay?
-No, I'm fine.

Fuck off!

-[murmuring]
-[judge] All right, that's enough!

-Order!
-[door closes]

Stay right there.

-[guard shouts]
-[tense music playing]

[door closes]

[exhales quietly]

-[Mickey groans]
-Counsel, do you need medical attention?

I'm fine, Your Honor. I'm fine, thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, my deepest apologies
for what you just had to witness.

The courtroom should never be
a place of violence.

Counsel, approach, please.
You may step down, Mrs. Welton.

Thank you.

Ms. Lopez, unfortunately,

Mr. Guerrero's decision
to attack his attorney

has permanently prejudiced
our ability to proceed.

[Lopez] What? No.
Judge, you can't do that.

-[judge] Excuse me?
-[exhales]

Apologies, Your Honor,

but I fear that the court
is being manipulated by the defendant.

He knew he could get a mistrial this way.

That accusation is completely unfounded.

And what good would it even do?
You can retry him any time.

-Oh God.
-Both of you, enough.

Ms. Lopez,
I sympathize with your position,

but I have no choice
but to overrule the objection.

The defendant attacked his attorney
in view of the jury,

who will now be
hopelessly prejudiced against him.

As Mr. Haller has said,

the People are free to refile the charges
against Mr. Guerrero as soon as possible.

You might bring an assault charge
if you like.

At this point, I'm declaring a mistrial.

[Mickey sighs]

[upbeat music playing]

[music fades]

Really, Haller? Again?

-It is always something with you.
-What, this?

Ah, it's nothing. Character building.

Why do so many people
wanna take a swing at that face?

What can I say? I inspire strong emotions.

Oh, that's one way to put it, I guess.

[Mickey] Come on. Cut me some slack.

I had a bad day, okay?
A couple of bad days in a row, actually.

When I have a bad day,
you wanna know my secret?

Comfort food.

Okay, now you're speaking my language.
What's your favorite?

Probably Cole's.

There's almost nothing a strong Negroni
and a good French dip can't fix.

Cole's, huh? Is that where you went after
I beat you in the Lisa Trammell case?

Goodbye, Haller.

[funky music playing]

[chuckles]

[music continues]

[music fades]

-Holy shit, Mr. Haller! What happened?
-Don't worry about it, Eddie.

Occupational hazard. That's why it pays
to keep a fresh suit in the trunk.

-Where to, jefe?
-Cedars Hospital.

You okay?

It's not for me.
To pick up a friend. And I'm late.

[music resumes]

-[Mickey groans]
-[music ends]

-[Legal] Hey, kid.
-Hey.

New driver?

It's a long story.
Eddie, this is Legal. Legal, Eddie.

-Pleasure.
-So how are you feeling?

I'm fine, but now
the kids wanna have a talk.

I know what that means.

They wanna put me out
to pasture somewhere.

Anyway, enough of that depressing stuff.

How'd your case go today?
Did you use the bloody flag move?

Oh yeah. Worked like a charm.

[laughs]

[Legal] Oh my!
That is really from the old days.

I will bet you that there's not a judge
sitting on the bench here

that ever heard of that play.

-[Mickey laughs]
-[Legal grunts]

-[Mickey] Good?
-Yep.

-All right.
-Thank you.

Thank you.

How many blood capsules did it take?

Just one to get the mistrial.

I had an extra one just in case
but didn't need it.

And now that the witness
has seen the defendant's violent streak,

there's no way
she'll take the stand again.

They'll make a deal.
He'll do five years instead of 15.

In this game, that's a win, kid.

Yeah, the only problem is
the guy punches like a mule.

[Legal] That's the downside.

Eddie, what you hear in the Lincoln
stays in the Lincoln, right?

Always, Mr. Haller.

I gotta say, though,
that's some real gangster shit.

If you wanna represent outlaws,
sometimes you got to be one too.

Yeah, well, this is the last time,
especially for a guy like Guerrero.

[groans] Legal, honestly,
between this and my other case…

The murder case? How's that going?

Not so hot. I had to push the arraignment
'cause my client ended up in the hospital.

And there was a… break-in at my house.

I think it might've been Hector Moya.

Kid, that's not good.
What are you gonna do about it?

What can I do? Take precautions?

It seems like somebody doesn't want me
digging into the case.

Because they don't!

-Mickey, you gotta be careful here.
-[phone chimes]

Pulling the bloody flag
for some house robber is one thing,

but this cartel stuff is no joke.

They'll come after anybody.

All I'm saying is
just because you live alone now

doesn't mean
you don't have anybody to live for.

-[poignant music playing]
-[phone chimes]

[music fades]

♪ Watch out better make room, room ♪

♪ Sub in the back like boom, boom ♪

♪ Can't stop me, what you gonna do? ♪

[through phone] ♪ Gonna hear me goin'
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom ♪

♪ Can't stop me, zoom… ♪

[Izzy] My marketing budget is tight,

so I'll make my studio go viral with
this video I choreographed for TikTok.

I just pulled a hamstring watching this.

-[Izzy scoffs]
-You are amazing!

Is that our rooftop?

[Izzy] Mm-hmm. I had to shoot it
at 5:00 a.m. to get away with it.

-All about the hustle.
-Morning, everyone.

-Hey.
-Hey, Mick.

Anything useful yet?

Depends what you're asking for.
Should we start with the clients?

Okay.

Brad Nelson.

Glory's first appointment
the night she was killed.

Most people don't like
to use their real names

when they hire a lady of the evening,

but it didn't take too much to work out

that the room was booked
by a Brad Parsons of Des Moines.

People really don't get creative
with their fake names.

I'm guessing creativity
isn't one of Brad's strong points.

He's a management consultant
for an agricultural company

who had to catch a red-eye,
hence the early appointment.

The airline confirmed
he was on his flight.

No doubt heading home
to an unsuspecting Mrs. Parsons.

But the second client?

Daniel Price. He's a ghost.

There was no room booked at the Roosevelt
under that name that night.

In fact, room 837,
the room he claimed to be in,

it was empty.

But Julian said he called the guy
to confirm. He was in that room.

Not officially, he wasn't.

And, as I suspected,

I struck out
trying to get that security footage.

Gonna have to go on the record
and get a court order.

[Mickey] Put a pin in that.

Until I know what I'm dealing with,
I don't wanna tip anyone off.

What about the arraignment?
Are we on for today?

Yes. Julian is out of the hospital,
and the jail confirmed he's on the bus.

All right, good. And this prosecutor,
you said he's new. From Riverside?

Yes, his name is William Forsythe.

I think he might be a little green.
He was doing mostly appellate work before.

Appellate work?

Well, if we're lucky, he doesn't know
his way around a courtroom.

[Lorna] I hope you're right

because you have got
to get Julian out on bail.

The good news is he and David
seem to have enough money for a bond.

Unlike a certain chef
we used to represent.

[Mickey chuckles wryly]
All right, I'm going to court.

You gonna come along, or are you gonna
stay here and crack jokes all day?

Okay, I'm coming.

Good luck.

Hey, when you were talking about that
security footage, what hotel was that?

The Roosevelt. Why?

Just an idea I had.

[judge] Very well. Bail is approved.

Preliminary hearing will be set
for the 16th in Department 914.

-There's your prosecutor.
-[judge] If there's nothing else…

[quietly] Oh God.

[judge] Very well, Counsel. Thank you.

-[judge] Let's call the next case.
-Oh, Mickey Haller.

William Forsythe.

At the risk of sounding like a fanboy,
I gotta say it's an honor.

I mean, my first big case in LA,
and I get to go up against you?

Your reputation precedes you.

I'll try not to embarrass myself.
Thank you.

Yeah.

Hey, listen, um, I just wanna say

I don't believe in being
overly adversarial.

I mean, we both have a job to do.

That doesn't mean
we can't be civil about it, right?

Absolutely. I couldn't agree more.

[sighs] Great.

Uh, well, good luck.

Hey, you too.

Yeah. Thanks.

Am I crazy,
or did we just catch a break here?

The answer to that first part
is always yes.

I'm not so sure about the second part.

[bailiff] 7-6-1-2-7.
People versus Julian La Cosse.

William Forsythe for the People,
Your Honor.

Mickey Haller for the defendant.

Do you waive
formal reading of the charges?

Yes, Your Honor. We waive formal reading
and statement of rights

and plead not guilty to all charges.

We also ask to be heard on bail.

[judge] Go ahead.

[Mickey] My client has no previous record.

He's never even been arrested.

He's in a long-term
committed relationship,

and he and his life partner
are both small business owners

with strong ties to the community.

He's not a flight risk,
and we'll gladly agree to monitoring.

And given the medical scare he's had,

further incarceration clearly poses
a severe risk to his health.

As for the bail amount,
I'm sure Mr. Forsythe and I

can come to an agreement
on a recommendation.

I mean, after all, there's no need
to be overly adversarial, right?

Mr. Forsythe?

Uh, yes, Your Honor.

If you could just give me one moment.

-Thank you.
-[papers rustling]

[inhales, exhales sharply]

[quietly] Ah. There it is.

While I would love to acquiesce
to Mr. Haller's motion,

I'm afraid the People must
strenuously object to bail in this case.

Frankly, given the situation,
it's a moot point.

The situation?

Yeah. The People are amending the charges
to add a special circumstances allegation

under Penal Code Section 190.

Specifically, the use
of an incendiary device

in the commission of the murder.

What are you talking about?

Well, the evidence will show
that the defendant used such a device

to set a fire
in the apartment of the victim,

likely to cover his own tracks.

Even if that's true, it's irrelevant.

It only applies if the device
was actually used to commit the murder.

Yeah, Mr. Haller is correct, of course.

This is the final autopsy report.

As you will see,
the victim had a broken hyoid bone,

indicating strangulation,

but the coroner has determined

that the victim also had smoke
in her lungs at the time of death,

which means that the cause of death
was not, in fact, strangulation,

but the subsequent smoke inhalation.

She was still alive
until the smoke from the fire killed her.

Your Honor, my office has not been
provided a copy of this report until now.

We would have submitted this sooner,
Your Honor,

but Mr. Haller dove
right into his motion for bail.

That said, we only just
got this report ourselves this morning.

And, in any event, the incendiary device
is mentioned in the police report.

Which my office has also not received.

No? An oversight.

Sorry, Your Honor.

[quietly] Hey, what does this mean?

[quietly] Just hold on a second.

Mr. Haller, my hands are tied here.

In a special circumstances allegation,
bail is not available

without an extraordinary showing
by the defendant.

I see no such extraordinary showing here.

Then, Your Honor,
I ask to withdraw our motion

so we can revisit the question of bail
at a later time.

[judge] Very well. For now,
the defendant will remain in custody.

Preliminary hearing will be set for

the 22nd of next month

with Judge Batista.

Does that work for everyone?

Works for me, Your Honor.

Yes, Your Honor. That will be fine.

Wait. Are you fucking kidding?
I have to stay in jail?

-Not now.
-Unless there's anything else…

That's it, Your Honor. Thank you.

Not another word.
We'll discuss it tomorrow.

Just hang in there. You hear me?

Julian. It's okay. You will be all right.

[sobbing] No! Let me go!

[tense music playing]

Green, my ass.
He just got here from Riverside, huh?

This guy's a shark.

His act is to come off sweet and harmless
while sharpening his teeth.

You are gonna punch him in the nose
because that's what you do to sharks.

Or is that a grizzly bear?

-I have to go!
-Go where?

Remember how I might have a way
to get Moya's records?

Yeah.

It involves the afternoon off
for a Korean scrub.

-A what?
-Too late to say no. I already booked it.

-Whatever. I don't want to know.
-No, you really don't.

How do you do this part?

Which part?

Making someone feel better when
the person they love has to stay in jail.

Or the million other bad things
that happen.

They don't teach you that in law school.

No, they don't.

Just go. I'll take care of it.

-Are you sure?
-I am.

Thank you.

Good luck.

[poignant music playing]

[exhales sharply]

David, I'm sorry that didn't go
the way we wanted it to.

I went to see Julian this morning,
and… he couldn't even look me in the eye.

He's holding something back.

Something bad.

I know he is.

I don't wanna think about
what he's going through.

I'm gonna make some calls.

I think I can at least get him moved
to a safer cellblock,

where he'll be more protected.

Thank you.

Oh, I got a hold of Stacy Campbell.

That's the woman
who introduced Julian to Giselle.

Or… Glory. Whatever her name was.

Julian said you wanted to talk to her.

Here.

[Mickey] Starry Eyed Stacy.

Yeah, she's got
a new-age hippie thing going on.

That's her act. But she's not
gonna meet you at your office.

If you wanna get anything useful from her,
I suggest a nice dinner.

Nothing cheap. That won't work.

Got it.

[Mickey sighs]

I don't wanna lie to you, David.

I can get Julian moved,

but Julian's biggest challenge
isn't what happens to him in there,

but being there at all,
being away from you.

That's why it's important
we move quickly. No delays.

The sooner we win,
the sooner we get him home.

If we win.

[tense music playing]

[David breathes deeply]

[music fades]

[woman] Has it really been that long
since Culhane's class?

[Lorna groans] Killer Culhane.

I still have nightmares about
the first time he cold-called me.

International Shoe Company v. Washington.

"Personal jurisdiction is constitutional
as long as the defendant

maintains minimal contact with the state
where the lawsuit is brought."

After class, I threw up in the bathroom.
Thank you for holding my hair.

[laughs] No problem.

We really did some trauma bonding
that first year.

You were the only one I could talk to.

We always said
we would have each other's backs.

And I do remember that you love
a good spa day after a tough exam, so…

[chuckles softly]

So what have you been up to? Are you
still working for that defense attorney?

Mm-hmm.

-Didn't you used to be married to him?
-That is a very long story.

The good part is that
I'm hoping he makes me an associate

when I pass the bar exam.
If I pass the bar exam.

Oh, I got married again.

Congratulations.

Also a long story.
He happens to be one of our investigators.

The only thing that matters
is that you're happy.

Amen to that.

So, what about you?

Weren't you, like,
clerking for a federal judge or something?

Yeah, still there in Pasadena.

Pasadena, huh.

Yeah, I got lucky. We had the day off
for a judicial conference.

That is lucky.

Hey, since you don't have to
go back to work,

why don't we go to happy hour
at that place we used to go to?

The place with the all-you-can-drink soju?

Soju, yes. My treat.

Do you wanna get out of here?
I am, like, super hot.

[laughs]

You look amaze, Izz.
You're really working those 12 steps.

Thanks. I've been busy too.

Opened my own studio,
"Letts Dance Academy."

Follow us on TikTok.

Academy? Fancy.

Hardly. Running a business is
way tougher than I thought.

Still working at a law firm
to make ends meet.

Well, you gotta do
what you gotta do, right?

That's actually why
I asked you to meet me.

I'm trying to get a handle on some info
for a case. I thought you could help.

Hmm. What kind of info?

You have any contacts at the Roosevelt?

I know you broke some
celeb blind items there in the past.

Figured you might have a source.

Well, that depends.

Just how badly
do you want those ends to meet?

I did my homework.

I know you're not just
working for some law firm.

You're working for the Lincoln Lawyer.

-What are you getting at, Ty?
-What? Do I have to spell it out?

Spill the macchiato on your famous boss.

Rumor has it
he was sleeping with that last client.

-I could do something with that.
-Mm-mm. I'm not here to trade info.

One of those 12 steps you mentioned is
about taking a fearless moral inventory.

That's the kind of thing I used to do.
Not the kind of thing I do now.

That's cool, but it doesn't pay the rent.

If you've got nothing for me,
I got nothing for you.

But thanks for the tea.

See, I had a feeling
you might go this route.

So how about I tell your boss
you used to hook me up with Oxy

in return for tips
on the people I was touring with?

That way, I can make some amends too.

Kill two birds, one stone.

I still got the texts.

[phone buzzes]

[funky music playing]

Do not ask me how I got these.

That Bridgette?
She can really hold her soju.

[Cisco] Hey.

[Lorna groans quietly]

[Cisco chuckles]

You should take a nap, babe.

I can't. I got work to do!

[exhales deeply]

[clears throat]

Is there any coffee in the kitchen?

[echoing] Coming right up.

[Lorna groans quietly]

[Cisco kisses softly]

[sighs]

[quietly] Okay.

[laid-back music playing]

[server] Welcome to Nobu.

Tonight, we have an amazing offering.

Japanese Wagyu A5 toban-yaki
flown in from Kyushu this morning.

It's $40 an ounce
with a four-ounce minimum.

I'll just have a tuna roll
and a crab taco. Thank you.

I'll take the Wagyu.

Medium rare, please.

And make it eight ounces.

And do you still have
the seafood tower special to start?

[server] Absolutely.
With or without caviar?

Definitely with.
And can I see the wine list?

Of course.

[cell phone rings]

Excuse me.

-Lorna?
-Guess who's the best paralegal in town?

Me. I got Hector Moya's
federal court records.

-I thought you were going to a spa.
-You were right.

The feds took over Moya's case
based on an outstanding federal warrant.

I knew it.

He had less than a kilo of cocaine on him,
and it was a first offense.

Even so, federal guidelines.

-He got five years minimum.
-That's the thing.

He also had a gun enhancement.

They found an unregistered handgun
in his room.

Even worse, the gun was connected to
a triple homicide in Nevada.

Because of that,
he got life in prison in Victorville.

Life?

[exhales] So he'd be extra pissed off
at the person who ratted him out.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Good job, Lorna. Thank you.

-I gotta run.
-Where are you?

Nobu.

Are you on a date?

No. I'll explain later.

-Bye.
-Bye.

The lobster is delicious. Want some?

I'm fine, thanks.

Some hippie you are.

I would've figured you for a vegetarian.

Well, you know, I pretend to be.

Let's get something straight, Stacy.

I'm willing to take out a second mortgage
to pay for all this food.

In return, you have to tell me
what I need to know.

-Which is?
-What happened to Glory Days.

How you two know each other.

Glenda and I knew each other in Vegas.

Glenda?

She had a lot of names.

We did this topless Wizard of Oz show.
She was Glenda the Good Witch, so…

Why'd she stay in LA
instead of going to Hawaii?

I don't know anything about that.

I really don't. I lost touch with her.

Then she called me
a little less than a year ago.

She said it wasn't safe for her in LA,
and she needed off the streets.

That's when I introduced her to Julian.

A lot of girls used him
for their online stuff.

He was one guy we all felt safe around.

When Glory said
it wasn't safe for her on the street,

was she hiding from anyone specific?

We're all hiding from someone, aren't we?

Did she mention a name?

Not to me.

But Glory was always
looking over her shoulder

ever since that maniac
attacked her and killed Martha.

Russell Lawson.

Yeah.

I heard all about that.

You were the lawyer
that helped her, right?

I remember 'cause she was bummed.

She said if she ever got busted again,
she could never call you.

-Why not? Why couldn't she call me?
-[Stacy] I don't know.

She just said if you ever found out
she was still in LA, it would all unravel.

[tense music playing]

Did she use those exact words? Unravel?

Yeah. I didn't understand what she meant,
but that's what she said.

[music intensifies]

[tense music continues]

[bell dings]

I'd like to see the manager, please.
Tout de suite.

[cell phone rings]

Hey, Mick.

Glory knew something was up.

What do you mean?

She was afraid of something or someone
and couldn't tell me about it.

She told Stacy
she could never talk to me again,

or it would all unravel.

-What would all unravel?
-Exactly.

That's what we've got to find out.

But I'm positive it has something to do
with Hector Moya.

Can you think of another way
to get that security footage?

I'm working on it
with a little assist from Izzy.

-I'll call you if I find anything.
-All right, good.

Okay, bye.

Sir, I've already told you

you're wasting your time
unless you've got that court order.

I got something better.

Like I said, I know you're having issues
with your celebrity leaks.

-We've been down this road.
-Not this particular stretch of it.

What if I could tell you
which one of your employees

has been selling out your famous clients?

-You have this information?
-I do.

And I am very willing to trade it

in exchange for a copy
of the security footage from August 10.

Confidentially, of course.
It's purely for our own edification.

We would never use it at trial
without approval.

[manager clears throat]

Purely for your edification?

[bell dings]

Good news is the segregation transfer
has been approved.

They should move you
to a safer part of the jail by tomorrow.

-How much longer is this gonna take?
-That's the bad news.

It will probably take about
eight months for your trial to start.

Eight months?

[Mickey] It… It could take longer.

I'll make sure that doesn't happen.

Unless I can find a way to revisit bail,

you're gonna have to
stay inside until then.

[sighs]

Just don't give up, Julian.

I set some things in motion. I--

There's a very dangerous guy
Glory was involved with.

And it's looking like he had even
more motive to kill her than I thought.

We can use that.

Look, I know the system takes time,

but I promise I'm fighting for you
as hard as I can.

I understand.

And I appreciate everything you've done.

I need you to do one more thing.

[exhales]

I need you to tell David
I don't want him to come see me anymore.

No. Julian, don't, don't do this.

It's gonna be a hard eight months.
You need a support system.

No, I-I need him to not… see me like this.

[Julian sniffles]

There's no way he can love me…
if he sees me like this.

[cries quietly]

Please, Mickey, promise me.

You're my lawyer, aren't you?

Then do what I ask.

Guard?

-[buzzer sounds]
-[lock clicks]

["Travelin' Blues"
by Devon Gilfillian playing]

♪ Devil done lay down ♪

♪ On my, on my bed ♪

♪ I'll be damned ♪

♪ I can't get out my head ♪

♪ Devil done reached down ♪

♪ Far down, in my chest… ♪

[keyboard clicks]

♪ Baby won't you wait 'til ♪

♪ Wait 'til I get home ♪

[music fades]

Home?

Hmm?

[Eddie] Should I take you back home?
Or are you going back to the office?

Uh… [sighs] Home. Home is fine.

You know what? I have a better idea.
Have you ever had a French dip?

I cut together all the angles
into one long take

so we can track Glory Days
the whole time that she was there.

Starting at 9:41, by the time stamp.

Okay, okay. Hit it, Scorsese.

[Cisco] Here she is,
walking into the lobby.

[tense music playing]

Headed to the elevator banks,
where she checks her phone.

She's going up to the eighth floor,
presumably to room 837,

where Daniel Price is supposed to be.

Here is where it goes dark.

It's a privacy issue to have cameras
on floors with guest rooms, so…

Only five minutes have passed,
which corroborates her story

that she got to the room and knocked,
but there was nobody there.

She's going back to ask
if she had the wrong room.

Just watch.

Look at this guy.

That could just be
a coincidence though, right?

Could be. Except…

Holy shit.

He's following her.

Yep.

[music intensifies]

-[Lorna] So the question is…
-[Mickey] Who's the guy in the hat?

[Cisco] We don't know yet.
There's no way to get his license plate

from the image, but the car looks like
a dark green Civic with tinted windows.

Our first lead. Let's run with this.

With no plates, it's gonna take a while
to track down the car.

[Mickey] Stay on it.

Thanks, Cisco. We'll talk in the morning.

-All right. Night, Mick.
-Night.

["Am I A Good Man"
by Them Two playing in bar]

[Mickey sighs]

♪ I have a woman ♪

♪ And I know she's no good… ♪

[server] Here you go.

[Mickey] Ah, thanks.

You sure you don't want anything?
Sorry they don't have salad here.

No, thanks. I've got chicken breast
and some broccoli waiting for me at home.

Ah, you sound like my ex-wife, Eddie.
The first one, I mean.

-Can I ask you a question?
-Sure.

What happened with Mrs. Haller and Hayley?
Why'd they move away?

My bad. I didn't mean to bum you out.

No, it's… it's fine.

Well, you know… [sighs]

…Maggie got a better job,

and Hayley moved with her mom.

I still see her. Not as much as I'd like.

To be honest, it wasn't so much
that she got a better job. It was…

[sighs] It was my job.
It was a lot of things, Eddie.

-That sounds pretty complicated.
-Yeah.

You know, LeBron James changed my life.

-Huh?
-I was listening to this meditation app.

And he said something
about learning to be still

so that you can listen
to what your heart really needs.

Anyway, it made me see
that I was working too much

and not doing what made me happy.

I wasn't letting myself be
the best Eddie Rojas I could be.

So maybe you have to be still
a little bit, Mr. Haller.

Huh.

Thanks, Eddie. I appreciate the advice.

Look, why don't you take
the rest of the night off?

All right? Get an Uber.

-Go home to that broccoli.
-Sure?

I'm just gonna sit here
and decompress a little.

All right.

-Yeah.
-Thanks.

-All right. Peace out, jefe.
-Hey.

[Eddie chuckles]

♪ Am I a good man? ♪

♪ Am I a good man? ♪

♪ Am I a good man? ♪

♪ Somebody tell me, oh ♪

♪ Am I a good man? ♪

♪ Oh ♪

-♪ She's made ♪
-♪ She's made ♪

♪ My whole life a mess… ♪

[music distorts]

[music fades]

[water burbles softly]

[silence]

[Andrea] So you took my advice?

Bet your troubles
are already melting away.

-[music playing in bar]
-Maybe I just like a good French dip.

Well, you've come to the right place.
The home of the original French dip.

I beg to differ.

[scoffs] Excuse me?

Well, the home of the original French dip
would be Philippe's.

Yeah. Cole's is just an imitator.

That's cute but wrong.

[Mickey chuckles]

May the record reflect

the French dip was created in 1908

when the chef right here at Cole's

soaked the bread in beef drippings
to accommodate a customer with bad gums.

That claim was refuted
due to insufficient evidence.

The French dip originated in 1918,

when a French chef, Philippe,
was carving a sandwich for a fireman,

and the bread accidentally fell
into the roasting pan.

Hence the name French dip.

Yes, but was that not created
with pork, Counselor?

Correct, it was.

That's the sandwich
that was created at Philippe's.

The classic original with roast beef

was made right here at Cole's.

Okay. If you're so passionate about it,
why don't you join me for one, huh?

I… cannot.

I just used work as an excuse

to sneak away
from somebody's promotion party.

And besides, if they see me
sitting here with a defense lawyer,

I will never hear the end of it.

Well, let's finish our debate
another time.

-Good night, Haller.
-Counselor.

["Ain't No Love in the Heart of the City"
by Black Pumas playing]

[in Spanish]
Buddy, do you have a to-go box?

[server, in Spanish] Of course.

[Andrea] I changed my mind.

And if you won't eat this, I will.
Excuse me.

[Mickey chuckles]

[in Spanish] Forget it, man.

So…

♪ …it's sure 'nuff a pity, right ♪

♪ Ain't no love
When you ain't around, yeah ♪

♪ But now that you're gone ♪

♪ You know the sun don't shine ♪

♪ From the city hall ♪

♪ Down to the county line ♪

♪ That's why I sing ♪

♪ Ain't no love in the heart of the city ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Ain't no love
In the heart of the town now, yeah ♪

♪ Ain't no love
And it's sure 'nuff a pity ♪

♪ Ain't no love when you ain't around ♪

♪ You ain't around ♪

♪ Ain't no love in the heart of the city ♪

♪ Ain't no love
In the heart of the town, no ♪

♪ Ain't no love
And it's sure 'nuff a pity ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Ain't no love when you ain't around ♪

-♪ Ain't no love ♪
-♪ Ain't no love when you ain't around ♪

♪ Ain't no love when you ain't around ♪

♪ Ain't no love
No lovin', baby ♪

♪ No love today ♪

♪ I wanna see your lovely face ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I gotta dance
Meet up in the morning time ♪

♪ Just thinkin' 'bout the love
In the sunshine ♪

-♪ Ain't no love ♪
-♪ Ain't no love, oh, oh, oh… ♪