All language subtitles for GoodFight-405

One, two, three, four.

No one goes to Afghanistan
thinking it's gonna be pretty.

I understood.

Everybody in the unit understood
that people were gonna die.

- But what he did...
- By "he", you mean the defendant?

Yes, Sergeant Meyer.

What he did wasn't about
fighting the enemy.

For him, it was a game.

He picked off this one old
woman with a sniper rifle.

She wasn't a threat, she was just...

She was just walking.

The body was still lying
there an hour later

when we passed in a convoy.

And the sergeant had us stop

so he could yank out one of her teeth.

Her teeth?

The sergeant must have seen
my look, because he said,

"It's like antlers from a deer.

You can't go thinking they're human".

Later, I found out he had
a... a mason jar full of teeth.

Did you witness him murder a child?

A ten-year-old boy.

Ghulam Dawood.

I knew the kid a little.

He came up to me once with
a picture of LeBron James.

Big smile on his face.

That boy was no jihadi.

Once you were convinced Sergeant Meyer

went on a rogue killing spree,

- did you take action to stop him?
- I did.

I fixed his sniper rifle so
he couldn't get off a shot.

And when that didn't work,
we went to the platoon leader.

We trusted the chain of command.

How's it been?

You know what it's like to
testify against your superiors.

Some hate you, most ignore
you, a few get it.

In what proportions?

A lot more hate.

What's that about?

Hey, De', you know, you
said you fixed Meyer's rifle.

- How'd you do that?
- I hacked his scope. Why?

- Oh, shit. You don't think...
- Don't say anything.

If it's about you, don't say anything.

- Oh, fuck.
- No, Demarcus, listen to me.

Ask for Captain Trudo. He's the
best of the military lawyers.

- Corporal Demarcus Laney, you're under arrest.
- Mention me.

- What did I do? What? What?
- Hey, Lan-Laney. Shut up.

And remember, ask for Captain Trudo.

- Do you need something?
- Oh, no.

No, it's just hard to get used to this.

A limo driving me up to a private jet.

Do it enough times, you get used to it.

What are enough times?

Five.

I got it.

Oh, no. My parents always taught
me to carry my own luggage.

So did mine, and I'm being paid.

Thank you.

- Hi.
- You got babysitting?

- I did.
- And you brought a swimsuit?

I... No.

- I'm going to work, right?
- Uh, yeah,

but, uh, you know, it's by the beach.

I have extra.

- Come on.
- Hey, what's wrong?

Oh, nothing. I just
broke up with somebody.

- What, just now?
- Don't worry.

He was an asshole.

And then he asked

- if I would look over his business plan.
- Oh, God.

It's a version of Bird

but with Segways instead.

He only needs a few mil to get started.

I'm so sorry.

Three dates, and they
always want something.

What about you?

Do I want something?

No. Do you get the same thing?

Do men want me for my money?

Oh, yeah, all the time.

It's a burden.

No, really. What's going on with you?

Nothing. I'm not that interesting.

Fuck you. I'm always the one talking.

- You never share.
- There's nothing to share.

I have a toddler. I'm
trying to make partner.

Have you heard of the lawyer's dilemma?

Work, family, fitness, friends, sleep.

You get to choose three of those.

- Which are yours?
- Work, family, sleep.

Trade sleep for friends,
and we have a deal.

Oh, shit, I left my phone on.

Lucca.

It's my plane. You can have it on.

Marissa, hey. What's up?

Diane wants you in the partner
meeting in five minutes.

What? N-No, I'm... Marissa, I'm...

I'm joking.

Don't do that.

- So, what's it like? Is there a hot tub?
- No.

You're kidding. Why have a private
jet if you don't have a hot tub?

Since when?

So, you'll check in on Francesca for me?

This is the longest that
she's looked after Joseph.

Got it. She's not gonna
replace me as a friend?

- Francesca?
- No, your rich friend.

- Just remember, I'm funnier.
- Oh, yeah.

I'll remember when I'm sitting
in a hammock on the beach.

- See you in a few days.
- Buy me something.

I'm on my way there right now.

I need a month off.

No.

- Then this is my notice.
- Wait.

You're my eyes and ears down there.

I know. And I need a month
off to defend someone.

- Who?
- Someone I owe my life to.

Who?

An Army corporal.

He's been charged with insubordination,

- sabotage and negligent homicide.
- All right.

- So he has a military lawyer.
- Yeah, and they replaced him

with a bad one.

- He's going to court tomorrow.
- Okay. Wait.

- Come with me.
- Where?

Don't be so suspicious.

Just come with me.

Uh, wait.

- Uh...
- What? You're not doing this alone.

- Mr. Firth.
- Liz.

- Where's Adrian?
- Uh, New York.

- At a legal conference.
- Oh. You two know each other?

Uh...

- Not so much.
- Ye...

- But to a certain degree.
- But we did the...

- the one case.
- Sure.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

So, I need you to help Caleb
with a case in military court

as a personal favor.

I'd like Caleb to stay
involved with things down here.

- Okay?
- Sure.

Thanks.

- I didn't ask...
- I know.

- And you don't have to...
- No, it's...

It's my job.

Listen, um...

I just want you to know

that I've never done
anything like that before.

Me, neither. Wait, what
are we talking about?

Going off together.

Um, I-I haven't been with
anyone since my divorce.

It was just experimentation.

- Right?
- Right.

And we move on.

Exactly. Moving on.

So, uh, what's the case?

Corporal Demarcus Laney.

He's a friend I served with
in the Baghlan Province.

- How long were you in the Army?
- Five years.

You don't seem like the type.

- What's the type?
- I don't know.

J-Just not you.

Where is Baghlan Province?

Afghanistan.

Laney testified against a superior

and admitted he'd
sabotaged his sniper rifle.

Next day, his superior
killed an Afghan translator,

and they're blaming Laney's sabotage.

Why'd he sabotage the gun?

Because his superior was
committing war crimes.

Laney wanted to keep
the rifle from firing.

Okay, well, we'll...

We'll get a quick continuance
to buy us some time.

All rise.

Okay.

Where are we on this?

Plaintiff is ready to
proceed, Your Honor.

Defense asks the court for
a continuance of 60 days.

Your Honor, that would
be their fourth continuance.

I'm arguing an appeal before
the Seventh Circuit on Thursday.

Can't be helped.

Your Honor, the last two
continuances were granted

because Mr. Jansen was going
out of town for depositions.

Before that, he was on vacation.

Even litigators need a holiday.

This is a way to starve our case.

They are a deep pocket
who can outwait us.

They'll get constant continuances,

and then afterwards, they'll appeal.

And then they'll appeal those appeals,

and not because they
think that they can win

but because they know
we don't have the money

to keep the case going.

So we'll quit.

60-day continuance granted.

Marked final.

All rise.

My God.

Look at yourself.

Go away. You don't exist.

You're damn right.
A conservative with principles?

There don't seem to be
any of those around here.

Well, it's very easy for you to
stay true to your principles.

You don't live in the real world.

Go ahead. Make excuses
for what you've become.

- What's that?
- A bad judge.

Someone slides a piece of paper
across your desk with "Memo 618",

and you fold like origami.

Yeah, well...

Attention!

At ease.

Sergeant.

Corporal Laney, what was wrong
with the attorney assigned to you?

I prefer the ones I have now, Your Honor.

The Army doesn't pay
for civilian counsel.

Our firm has taken the
case pro bono, Your Honor.

He will not be charged for our services.

Military attorneys receive
specialized training.

I've served in the Army,
Your Honor. Sergeant Garlin.

You have legal training in the Army?

No, ma'am.

We understand there are differences

between civilian and
military practice and, uh,

we move for a continuance to give
us time to familiarize ourselves

with the case and the
rules of court-martial.

Denied.

Your Honor, we are only
trying to ensure a fair trial.

So am I... justice
delayed is justice denied.

Corporal Laney will not get extra time

just for rejecting the
counsel provided to him.

Opening statements begin
tomorrow at 0900 hours.

Maybe we can get a real chair by then.

I'll get the exhibits ready.

Okay. Jay!

Hey.

Listen, this is a list of men
who served in Afghanistan

with a soldier that we're defending.

Can you see if they'll testify for him?

When do you need them?

We're in court tomorrow, so hurry.

Okay.

Your firm argue in military court?

Diane?

That bird has been staring at me.

Okay.

It's been there for ten minutes.

Are you all right?

Oh, yes, sorry.

I just have nothing to do.

Wait, I thought you were chasing
all those disappearing cases.

The Memo 618?

Yeah, well, I've moved on.

Why?

Threats.

- We received threats.
- "We"?

- Kurt and I.
- Well, it makes sense.

Once swatted, twice shy.

Listen, your old firm,

did you argue in military court?

Um, my partner did, Will Gardner.

Was he in front of Leora Kuhn?

He was, yes.

Okay, what do you know about her?

You know, I'll...

- I'll come back.
- Uh, no, uh...

Kuhn is tough.

By the book, but fair.

Uh, Will ended up liking her.

She just needs you to follow
the rules of evidence.

Got it, thanks.

Excuse me?

Uh, yes?

Uh, how do I know you?

I don't know.

Who are you?

Diane Lockhart.

Oh! Oh, you're Diane.

It's nice to meet you.
I've heard some good things.

Some interesting things.

Oh.

I-I'm sorry, it's just,

I had a dream and...

you were in it.

You were Weinstein's lawyer.

Really?

Oh, my God.

Well, I didn't do very well, did I?

It was nice meeting you.

Uh, hey, Diane?

Do you have a minute?

I'm arguing in front of the
judge who used to work here.

- Oh, Julius?
- Yes, Judge Cain.

And I...

was wondering...

if you could sit at my table?

- It won't make any difference.
- Maybe not.

But we need any edge we can get.

May I ask you something?

What were you writing in there?

- In your notes?
- Oh, nothing.

It looked like... dots.

It's just something I do.

You draw dots?

Yes.

Can I see?

I know, people think I'm crazy.

I've been doing it for a while now.

I'm up to 989,000.

Why?

It's calming.

I used to take notes.

Verbatim notes on every
deposition, every meeting,

trial, negotiation, and then

I would go home and make
notes on those notes.

And then I would review those notes

and make even more notes and...

I... was an obsessive writer.

As a kid, it was my diary.

And then in college, my journal.

And then five years ago, I...

lost my notebooks in a cab.

And then my hair fell out...

because I was so worried.

But you know what happened?

Nothing.

Everything I ever wrote,
it didn't matter.

Everything everybody wrote... pointless.

And that's when I started drawing dots.

I felt... like

I accomplished something

every time I completed a book.

And I'm almost up to a million.

So now when I watch the news,

when I... see what's
going on in the world...

... when I realize how
little impact I have...

... I draw dots.

There is no work here, is there?

- Sure there is.
- Where?

We spent the whole day at a resort.

Don't you like it here?

Yes, but I feel guilty.

I need to work.

- This is work.
- Bianca.

Seriously!

This...

is the work.

- "This"?
- Yep.

I want to buy it.

The whole resort.

I'm not joking. Here.

See if you think it's a good deal.

And you're all willing to testify?

Yeah.

I saw Meyer kill a girl.

She couldn't have been more than 12.

One shot with a sniper rifle.

Do you think Laney went
too far, sabotaging his gun?

No, we complained about
Meyer up the chain of command.

But nobody did anything.

So we use

their testimony to
substantiate Laney's account.

Yeah, and go after Meyer.

Wait, isn't it a mistake to
go after a superior officer?

No, Laney's being court-martialed
under Article 92,

which is a double-edged sword.

It's wrong to "willfully
disobey a lawful command

of a superior officer".

The key word is "lawful".

A soldier has an
affirmative duty to disobey,

or even prevent, an unlawful order.

So we prove that Meyer's
command was unlawful,

and that Laney was...
was right in trying to stop him?

Yeah.

Did you enjoy serving?

Uh...

in Afghanistan, yeah, I did.

Why?

- I liked my squad.
- Oh.

Did you ever kill anyone?

I did, from afar.

Was that hard?

No.

Would you go back?

Yeah.

So why lawyering?

I like this country.

I've seen other places I don't like.

And I want it to stay the same.

Well...

What are you thinking?

Uh...

I was just thinking that I
haven't lived much of a life.

No.

No, you have.

I know enough to know that you have.

This, this, this is how we
got in trouble last time.

Yeah, I know.

But I...

I didn't mind it.

Caleb, I am your...

Superior?

Where should we go?

Get me the defense motion from...

How are you, Judge?

Good.

Who are you?

Just a visitor.

I was hearing about you when
you were at Reddick/Boseman.

You were on everyone's
shortlist for a judgeship.

Is there, uh, something
I can help you with, sir?

Oh, no, no, you're doing great already.

Your instincts are right on the money.

And you're young enough
to go the distance, so...

- maybe I can help you.
- With what?

I move people up the ladder.

What are you talking about?

You don't become an
appellate judge by seniority.

You get there by listening.

You just keep doing what you're doing.

Just wanted to say hello.

Who are you?

My number.

Oh, I ran into Oscar
Griegson in the hall.

He's before you today.

He's a big donor.

I'll tell him I spoke to you.

All stand.

Mr. Oscar Griegson and
Ms. Chang, approach, please.

I've read your papers in
support of a 60-day continuance,

Mr. Griegson. Denied.

Excuse me,

- Your Honor?
- Ms. Chang, are you ready to proceed?

- I am.
- I-I would like to remind the court that...

the defense simply isn't prepared
to go forward at this time.

You've got until 1:00 p.m. today.

If that's still not enough time,

I'm sure Ms. Chang here would be happy

to accept my default
judgment against you.

Next case, people! Let's go!

The facts of the case aren't in dispute.

Corporal Laney confessed on the stand

that he stole an M24 sniper
rifle from Sergeant Meyer,

his superior, and sabotaged it.

The next day, Sergeant Meyer tried
to use that weapon on a patrol,

and, instead of killing the target,

his bullet hit translator
Ahmad Mowad in the head,

killing him instantly.

This should be cut and dried.

But the civilian defense team
will try to muddy the waters.

They'll tell you the
problem isn't Laney.

It's Sergeant Meyer.

So let me tell you about
him, before they do.

Sergeant Meyer is an exemplary soldier.

- So brave in combat...
- Let me take the opening.

- Why?
- Who delivers it matters.

What? Because I'm a woman?

No, because you're a civilian.

The defense will try to
vilify Sergeant Meyer

- in an attempt to shore up their weak case.
- No, let me.

But I think you will agree,

Corporal Laney committed a
criminal offense contrary

to Article 92 of the UCMJ.

That is all, Honor Advocate.

Thank you. Defense?

Good morning.

- The prosecutor...
- There's no prosecutor here.

Trial counsel and defense.

Of course.

Trial counsel, Mr. Brigham...

Major Brigham.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Major Brigham would have you
believe that the defendant

is a rogue actor

and that his behavior was driven
by resentment of a superior officer.

Instead, he had real
and justified anxiety

that Sergeant Meyer...

was a dangerous man.

As you listen from the jury box...

There is no jury here.

That is a panel of members.

Of course.

We will prove to you that
Corporal Laney's actions

were brave and reasonable
in light of the circumstances.

And now my cocounsel will walk
you through those reasons.

You're right.

Corporal Laney tried,

repeatedly,

to get Sergeant Meyer
to change his behavior.

So did other men in the unit,

other men who will testify about
Meyer's disregard for human life,

recklessness,

and unwillingness to
follow military protocols

or the laws of war.

What Major Brigham
here wants you to forget

is that there are limits to obedience,

even in the Army.

Apparently, he forgot his training.

But I haven't.

I'm sure you haven't either.

The chain of command doesn't mean

that you do anything
your C.O. tells you.

Every grunt learns on the first day

that there are commands

and commanders you must disobey.

This is a chess clock.

When you argue motions, start it,

and you'll have 45 seconds
to complete your argument.

That is unfair, Your Honor.

- Only for those who want to give speeches.
- This is a rocket docket.

That's what you are doing.

If you're objecting, Counselor,
start the clock.

I can't distill my argument
down to 45 seconds.

We're fine over here.

The legal doctrine of laches says

that when one party delays unreasonably,

the court may intervene.

So, Mr. Griegson, you're on notice.

No more delays.

Ms. Chang, you're the plaintiff here.

You're up first.

Let's go.

Sergeant Meyer, isn't it true

that you are being court-martialed
for murder down the hall?

Objection, Your Honor. Relevance.

Ms. Reddick wants to distract
from her own client's crimes

- by smearing the witness.
- The accusations

against Sergeant Meyer are essential

to putting our client's
actions into context.

Overruled. You may answer, Sergeant.

On the advice of counsel,
I assert my right

under the Fifth Amendment
against self-incrimination.

Sergeant, you understand,
if you assert that right,

you cannot answer any
question put to you?

- Yes, Your Honor.
- We move to release the witness.

- If he's not gonna answer the questions...
- Your Honor,

the defense is entitled
to question the witness.

If he doesn't want to answer,

the panel can draw its own conclusions.

The defense is just
hoping the panel will hold

this exercise of constitutional
rights against him.

I agree.

You may proceed, Ms. Reddick.

Sergeant Meyer, isn't
it true that you used

a 15-year-old girl wearing a blue hijab

crossing the town square
as target practice?

I assert my Fifth Amendment right
against self-incrimination.

Didn't you strangle a
17-year-old Afghan boy

who was seeking medical treatment?

I refuse to answer on the grounds

that doing so may incriminate me.

Isn't it also true

that you collected teeth and
trophies from your victims?

My answer to this question
and to future questions

is I will assert my
Fifth Amendment right

- against self-incrimination.
- If I were innocent,

hearing all these
accusations against me,

I would feel an overwhelming
desire to defend myself.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

Nothing further.

You may step down, Sergeant.

Your Honor, I also have
questions for the witness.

Major Brigham just finished arguing
that questions were useless.

And he was overruled.

Go ahead, Major.

Isn't it true that Ms. Reddick

hopes that, by making wild
accusations that you can't deny,

she'll persuade the panel
that you're a dangerous man?

I assert my Fifth Amendment right
against self-incrimination.

Just to make it clear how ludicrous

this defense strategy is,

could you please confirm,
Sergeant Meyer,

that you are, in fact, an alien sun god?

I refuse to, on the grounds
it may incriminate me.

Isn't it also true that you
slaughter unicorns, Sergeant?

On the advice of counsel,

I refuse to answer,

on the grounds it may incriminate me.

Yeah. So, the resort

is in great condition.

No major debts.

Good. So what's the worry?

Hurricane insurance.

That's why the ask is so low.

You'll just have to get
another million off the price.

You play poker?

Do I... What?

Play poker.

I want you to meet some friends.

What?

What is this?

Some friends.

It used to be a book group,
but then we got bored, so...

now it's poker.

What friends?

Oh. Oh, my God.

She's a... she's a mogul, a billionaire.

No.

Half a billion, on a good day.

And .

?

- As in... ?
- Yes.

The performer?

We call her Tee.

She's just like everyone else here.

Yeah, Bianca, she's-she's not.

- She's...
- Lucca, you're gonna be fine.

You're late.

- This is your friend?
- Yes. Lucca.

This is , , and .

- Hey.
- Hi.

I'm-I'm sor... I didn't know we were...

coming or I'd have worn pants.

Okay!

Let's play or I won't have
time to kick your asses.

I'm not really that
much of a poker player.

Oh, we mostly play for charity.

- Where are we starting the pot, ten or 20?
- Last time, we did 20.

Uh, Bianca, can I ask a question?

Um...

"Ten or 20", that's... ?

- Thousand.
- Yeah, I'm gonna watch.

- No, I'm spotting you.
- No.

- Please, I can't pay.
- I'm spotting you.

I want to have some fun tonight.

Come on.

I'm good for it. I'll spot you 50.

What if I lose?

It goes to charity.

Sit down.

Have some fun.

What's wrong?

Come on. Sit down. We don't bite.

- We sure don't.
- No. Relax, girl.

We are starting at 15.

- Hey.
- Yeah, on the table.

The champs. The champs.

Currently on C-SPAN,

a glimpse of President Trump

during his valuable executive time.

We go now to President
Trump in the Oval Office.

Mike Pence!

Where is Mikey Pence?!

All the presidential
portraits are staring at me!

And no one will tell me
which one is Hamilton.

You called for me, Mr. President?

What's the latest on the evangelicals?

Are they still with me?

Till the end of the world.

Or November.

Whichever comes first.

Good, good.

Then I can have some executive time.

Who's at the door?

Is that the pizza guy?

Thank you.

I smelled hamberders.

Scuse me!

It's disgusting, the way
they write about Meghan

compared to the way
they write about Kate.

Well, it is the British tabloids.

The one-drop rule is alive and well.

Imagine if Meghan didn't
straighten her hair.

- Okay, where are we?
- It's you.

- I call.
- Pair of sixes.

- I got nothing.
- Read 'em and weep, ladies.

- Full house, twos and nines.
- Damn it.

Three fives.

Lucca?

I swear, this has never happened to me.

- Oh, just put 'em down.
- What?

Four jacks.

Wow!

Well, go ahead, take the pot, bitch.

- Okay, sushi break.
- A short one.

Give me time to win it back.

Um, no, Bianca, I...

- I can't take this.
- Sure you can.

They can afford it. Plus,
they're having a blast.

Uh, yeah, but, uh, it wasn't
my money to start with,

- it was yours.
- So?

If someone gives you
money to go to a carnival,

and you win a stuffed animal or a
goldfish, do you give it back?

Yeah, but this-this is not a
goldfish or a stuffed animal.

How about I quit,

- and you play with my winnings.
- No. You're being ridiculous.

You can pay me back the original
50, but the rest is yours.

Look, if you're that
uncomfortable, just lose.

Okay. So, how much is there?

Half a million.

What?

But don't forget: 20%...

goes to charity.

Out.

Call.

- Let's see it.
- I have nothing.

Two threes.

Damn it. It's yours.

What? What-what do you have?

Nothing.

It's yours, Lucca!

Congratulations!

A million and a half dollars!

- We got a problem.
- What?

Trump's Twitter feed?

Damn. "Sergeant Meyer
is one of our great fighters.

Effective immediately,
I'm pardoning him

so he can continue to
serve this great country".

- Jesus.
- "Stop hounding him,

and get back to business".

Okay, okay, so we-we still
have the squad members

to testify to what Meyer did;
the pardon doesn't matter.

No. They're not testifying.

- What? How do you know?
- I called them.

First thing I did. They're
worried about Meyer,

now that he's pardoned, that
he's gonna come after them.

Oh, my God.

These guys fight terrorists
and they dismantle IEDs.

I don't understand why
they're afraid to speak up.

It's not cowardice.

Meyer keeps his command, he's
back to being their superior.

They got to work with him again.

They may have to work
with him for years.

All right, that... makes sense.

You know, there is...

one witness we can call now.

Thank you.

Wake up, Cinderella.

Ten-hut!

At ease.

Does the defense have anything else?

We have one more witness, Your Honor.

The defense recalls
Sergeant Meyer to the stand.

The defense has already
wasted the court's time

- with this cynical tactic, Your Honor.
- The sergeant made it clear

- he would not answer your questions, Ms. Reddick.
- Yes.

But within the last 24 hours,
the sergeant has been pardoned

for his actions in Afghanistan,

so he no longer has a
Fifth Amendment right.

- He must answer.
- Your Honor...

The Supreme Court precedent
is Burdick v. United States.

The relevant passages are there.

Recall Sergeant Meyer.

Sergeant, isn't it true

that Mr. Ahmad Mowad was shot

in the afternoon around 3:00 p.m.?

Uh... 1500 hours?

I plead the Fifth, same as before.

You must answer the questions, Sergeant.

You have no Fifth Amendment right.

So it's true you shot
Mr. Mowad at 1500 hours?

Affirmative.

And Corporal Laney has
admitted to taking your gun

around dinnertime the evening before.

Can you confirm that he had
access to your gun at that time?

- Yes.
- And at no other time

before Mr. Mowad was killed?

- That's right.
- I have a document here

stating that you practice

- every morning with your gun.
- Objection.

Trial counsel has not been given a copy

of this mysterious document.

This is a transcript of your
opening statement, Major.

I'm assuming you told the truth.

Overruled, Major.

Actually, we did more
than assume; we checked.

The AAMS keeps a log of bullets used

during target practice.

Sergeant, isn't this
your name right here,

practicing on the morning
that Mr. Mowad was killed?

- Yes.
- So you knew

that your gun was working
fine that morning,

whatever Corporal Laney
did the night before?

- No.
- Sergeant.

Before you continue,

uh, please understand that
you were only pardoned

for your actions in Afghanistan.

And if you lie on the stand today,

that's a new crime: perjury.

And that's why the prosecutor's here.

So you knew that your
gun was working fine

when you shot the translator?

Sergeant?

I may... I may have.

Nothing further.

Sergeant, the difference between

a civilian and a combatant isn't
quite as clear in Afghanistan

as we might imagine, is it?

- No, it isn't.
- For example,

don't terrorists send
children and the elderly

to find American sniper nests,

assuming we'll be too
squeamish to shoot,

so they can use that
information to set traps

- for our soldiers?
- That is correct.

In this tweet, President
Trump calls you a warrior...

- Objection.
- This is our commander in chief,

Your Honor, speaking to an
issue pertinent to this court.

Ask your question.

President Trump calls
you a warrior, Sergeant,

and says, "I see nothing wrong
with how Sergeant Meyer behaved.

He was only doing his duty.

We need our warriors
to be tough these days".

Do you believe...

Corporal Laney, your subordinate,

not only disobeyed orders

but prevented you from doing your duty?

Yes.

Nothing further.

Well?

I can't tell.

There you go.

- What's this?
- A file.

- For what?
- Some case.

Well... ?

Well, what?

Tell me. What'd you do?

I... helped her buy a resort.

You're kidding. Oh, my God.

But I'm still the better friend, right?

Always. So, I have a question for you.

Hit me.

I won some money playing poker,

- and she lent me my stake.
- How much?

- How much did she lend?
- No, how much did you win?

Fifteen hundred.

Oh. Well, that was anticlimactic.

But she lent me the money to bet, so...

shouldn't I give her all the winnings?

No. She doesn't need $1,500.

- Keep it.
- What if it's a lot more?

Don't ask me how much.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- How much?
- No matter how much money,

- I should give it all to her, right?
- No.

If you feel guilty, get her a gift.

Something a rich person needs.

What does a rich person need?

Love.

Have you, um... started?

- Mm.
- All rise.

- You look calmer.
- Well...

what have we got?

Lonergan vs. Syncrest, Inc.
Eminent domain.

Ah. Counselors, welcome back.

Is everybody ready to get going?

- Yes, Your Honor.
- Actually, Your Honor,

my client is unable to be here today.

- Aw. Why is that?
- He's in New York

ringing the opening bell
at the stock exchange.

Oh. Impressive.

Your Honor,

the defendant is still
harming my client's business.

You're suggesting, Counselor,
that any further delays

- might be prejudicial?
- Yes, and if I may explain...

No need. I agree. Injunction granted.

- Your Honor, if I...
- No. You had 24 hours

to present your client... you failed.

Judgment for the plaintiff.

Congratulations.

Well, thank you, Diane.

I think he saw you over here.

No, I don't think that was it.

Enter.

Diane. What's up?

I think you and I should have lunch.

- Why?
- To trade information about Memo 618.

So, what do you think?

I can never tell.

Have you reached a verdict?

Corporal Laney, please stand.

On the charge of negligent homicide,

the panel finds the defendant,
Army Corporal Demarcus Laney,

not guilty.

On the charge of
insubordination, not guilty.

And on the charge of damage
to military property, guilty.

The panel imposes a
sentence of time served.

Corporal Laney, you may go.

- Court adjourned.
- Attention!

- Nice work.
- You, too.

Feels good to win for a change.

You have to get home to Malcolm?

Oh, uh...

no, Malcolm is, uh,
with his father tonight.

Want to grab dinner?

What are we doing?

We're experimenting.

Yeah.

How much?

Without the frills.

Someone left a gift for you.

No. Come to me in good faith,

and I might change my mind.

I'll call you back.

- Wow!
- Yeah, well, I don't trust the internet.

Okay.

When I say someone needs help,

- help him.
- And if I don't?

Someone's following us.

DNC came to my office.

Seriously?

They want me to run for President.

You are really cutting
into my self-esteem.

It's written:

when justice is done,
it brings joy to the righteous,

but terror to evil-doers.